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I'm glad this story is getting such a positive reaction Here is part two. --- In the quietness the only sound that could be heard for a few seconds was a slow dripping as urine ran down his leg and dripped out the bottom of the legs. “Come with me.” Janet said shortly and she quickly stepped forward and took hold of Bobby’s hand. Not knowing what else to do, Bobby allowed himself to be led by Janet. She steered the young man into the only room that Bobby had yet to go into. Her bedroom. Janet’s bedroom was slightly bigger than Bobby’s room. It had a large double bed which looked pretty old. At the end of the bed against the window was a desk with a large mirror and it was flanked on either side by chests of drawers. Janet brought Bobby into the room in silence. She let go of his hand to place a towel on the bed, as she did this she heard the toilet flush. She hurried over and opened the door to tell Emma to go to her room and that she would be back to play with her in a few minutes. “Sit on the towel Bobby.” Janet said in a sweet tone as she walked back over to the bed and sat down next to the towel. “I’m… I’m sorry… I don’t know what happened.” Bobby stammered as he felt his wet crotch rapidly begin to cool. It was getting increasingly uncomfortable in his pants and he longed to get out of them but obviously couldn’t do that with Janet in the room. Bobby sat down and immediately felt Janet’s arm around him. “So how long have you been having these troubles?” Janet asked softly. “Troubles?” Bobby repeated playing dumb. He knew what Janet was referring to but he had hoped that she somehow hadn’t noticed. It was a forlorn hope. “Yes troubles.” Janet repeated, “Ever since your first day you have had to run off to the bathroom at times. I used to be a nurse before I retired Bobby, I notice these things.” Bobby stayed silent. He felt Janet move in closer so that there was no gap between them, he felt her arm around him squeeze a little bit in a reassuring way. “Now why don’t you tell me about it?” Janet asked. “I… I…” Bobby tried to tell Janet about his problems but his throat felt tight. Try as he might he just couldn’t get the words out. He fell back into silence. “It’s OK, you can tell me. You can trust me.” Janet reassured her tenant. She rubbed his back gently. “I just… I had a bad childhood. I had problems with… Bladder control.” Bobby found it hard to admit this to someone he barely knew but he did feel an innate trust towards this woman. Janet pulled Bobby closer to her so that Bobby’s head rested on her shoulder. Whether it was intended or not, it gave Bobby a good view of Janet’s cleavage. “My parents thought I was lazy and they punished me for it but I couldn’t control it I swear!” Bobby felt himself getting upset as he recalled some painful memories, “I think it is stress. When I get stressed sometimes I need the bathroom and I can’t hold it very long.” “I’m so sorry to hear that. Have you felt stressed the last few days?” Janet asked. “A little bit. This job hunting is difficult and I feel like I’m letting you down for not finding something.” Bobby sniffed. He didn’t want to cry but these memories combined with the increasingly uncomfortable feeling in his cold, wet crotch were making him emotional. “Oh sweetie. I understand, listen if you aren’t ready to find a job then it is OK for you to take a break from looking.” Janet said. She pushed Bobby to sit him straight again and with a tissue from her bedside table she wiped Bobby’s watery eyes and his nose. “You… You mean it?” Bobby asked quietly. He felt bad that he wouldn’t be paying rent but if Janet was OK with him not paying it then maybe it wasn’t a problem. “Of course.” Janet said smiling, “Listen, I have some money saved and this place is already paid for so if you aren’t ready for a job then that’s fine.” “Wow. I don’t know what to say. Thank you so much!” Bobby said getting emotional. He turned to the side, reached forward and hugged Janet tightly. Janet’s large breasts almost enveloped him as he pulled himself closer to her. He felt himself getting very calm in his host’s embrace. Janet wrapped her arms around Bobby and let him hug her for a minute. She could feel the young man relaxing in her arms and it felt good. Bobby put his head on Janet’s shoulder and saw something that took him out of the moment a little bit and made him blush slightly. Draped over the bedpost on the far side of the bed was a large bra. But it wasn’t just any bra, this bra had cups that could be unhooked. Bobby recognised the piece of clothing as being a nursing bra. One used specifically for breast feeding. Bobby looked away knowing he shouldn’t be looking at other people’s underwear like that. “But there is one thing you have to do for me.” Janet whispered into Bobby’s ear bringing him sharply back to reality. Bobby pulled back from the hug to look at Janet in the face. He waited quietly for Janet to reveal her condition. “I can’t have you running around wetting yourself everywhere.” Janet stated rather simply causing Bobby to blush, “Emma was a bit of a slow trainer and if she sees you having accidents I’m worried she would regress to having accidents too. Besides, I don’t want my furniture or carpets ruined.” “What are you suggesting?” Bobby asked. He had gone very red now and found maintaining eye contact with Janet to be quite difficult. “Well…” Janet stood up and opened a drawer at the back of the room. Pulling out a white plastic object she moved back to her seat and handed Bobby the object. “A diaper!?” Bobby gasped. Was Janet being serious or was this some kind of joke! “Yes. If you want to stay here rent free then you are going to need to wear protection.” Janet said rather forcefully. Bobby knew he had no choice. It was either agree to her conditions and put the diaper on or he had to leave and find a new place to live, and with Bobby’s lack of money or employment, the only other place to live would be the streets. Bobby slowly nodded his head. He felt heat rise in his face from the embarrassment or what he was agreeing to, the embarrassment wasn’t helped by Janet smiling warmly at him and standing up, she indicated to Bobby that he should lay back. Bobby slowly leaned back until he was lying flat on the bed. He couldn’t quite believe what was happening, it didn’t even occur to him that he could put the diaper on himself. He still didn’t believe this was real, it was just such an odd turn of events. “Don’t worry honey, I’ll make sure you are nice and secure.” Janet said in a very soft and warm voice as she unfolded the diaper. Janet had done this thousands of times throughout her nursing career and she knew what she was doing. Bobby just laid still as he felt his pants undone and lowered until they were pulled off entirely. Bobby was nervous about being undressed by this woman but he felt compelled to allow her to do as she pleased. Something about her was so calming, so motherly even, that he felt he could trust her implicitly. “Just relax sweetie. I used to be a nurse I have done this a thousand times.” Janet said softly as she grabbed a hold of Bobby’s underwear. Bobby closed his eyes as he felt his underwear get slowly lowered by Janet. Being naked from the waist down in front of the older woman made Bobby very self-conscious but he didn’t move a muscle as he was left exposed. Bobby jumped suddenly as he felt a sudden cold feeling over his genitals. His eyes sprung open and he looked down to see Janet, smiling at the reaction, using some baby wipes to clean Bobby’s wet crotch. Bobby slowly laid back down again as he got used to the cold feeling and closed his eyes again. He prayed that there wouldn’t be a reaction down there, that would be too embarrassing to bear. Bobby kept his eyes closed as he felt Janet grab his legs and lifted them up so that Bobby’s feet ended up over his chest. It felt very vulnerable to be in such a position but Bobby felt like he could trust Janet, she had a way of disarming Bobby. When Bobby’s legs were gently lowered he felt a new crinkling thickness beneath him. Bobby felt a weird feeling shoot through him, one of embarrassment but it was mixed with something else. Something felt comforting about the padding. It was as if Bobby knew that with the padding there he could forget his worries about needing the bathroom suddenly. Bobby felt the front of the diaper brought up between his legs. He jumped suddenly as Janet touched his private area, but she did so only to position him correctly as she pulled up the diaper so that it fitted correctly. Bobby could hear the crinkling with every movement of the diaper and he hoped that when he was fully dressed it wouldn’t be quite so noticeable. Janet had spent the whole time humming some happy tunes quietly putting Bobby at ease. She was pleased, and maybe a little surprised, that Bobby seemed to be taking this so well. Bobby heard the tapes being fastened on to the diaper and he finally opened his eyes and slowly looked down. The white plastic came up to just below his belly button and he knew that he would have trouble keeping his legs together, the nappy looked thick but it felt even thicker. The reality of the situation dawned on Bobby and he felt like he was locked into his new underwear. He felt a momentary rise in panic but when he looked up into the sweet and smiling face of Janet with her warm and loving eyes he felt the panic subside as quickly as it had come on. Janet took Bobby’s hands and pulled him into a standing position to the side of the bed. “A wonderful fit!” She happily proclaimed. Bobby’s pants were ruined from his accident so Janet hurried to Bobby’s room and retrieved a new pair. Bobby spent that time looking down at himself and trying to judge how noticeable the large white diaper would be to anyone else. He looked at himself in the mirror and couldn’t get over just how weird he looked in this diaper. He was certainly glad no one else could see him at the moment. It took a little twisting and turning but eventually they were able to get Bobby’s pants over his new disposable underwear. Bobby tried walking around the room a bit and found that although he could hear the crinkling, the pants seemed to do a good job of lessening the noise. He just hoped they killed the noise enough where others wouldn’t recognise what he was wearing. “How does it feel?” Janet asked as she watched her newly rustling houseguest, “Fit’s OK? Not too tight?” “It’s OK.” Was all that Bobby responded with. In truth the initial feelings of embarrassment had given way somewhat to feelings of comfort. He still couldn’t believe he had just allowed himself to be diapered but he understood Janet’s reasoning and it was much more comfortable than he could believe. “Well that’s good!” Janet said happily, “Now if will excuse me, I have to make dinner. Should be ready in half an hour.” Bobby nodded and after Janet left the room he followed her through the doorway and headed for his bedroom. He felt a slight change in the way he walked, his knees were forced slightly further apart and he could feel that his butt and crotch stuck out more than usual. It was an unusual feeling. For the next half an hour Bobby walked around his room whilst looking down at his waist, he was still trying to get used to this new strange feeling between his legs. Bobby tried sitting down and then standing up again a few times trying to make sure his pants and shirt covered his diaper at all times. He was very paranoid about having a wardrobe malfunction that would reveal his embarrassing underwear to the world. Bobby suddenly stopped as those words really sunk in. “His diaper.” Bobby was still coming to terms with everything that had happened in the last hour or so. From just a regular guy looking for a job to being put in a diaper by the person he was renting a room from. It was only now that he had some time for reflection that he realised just how crazy the change had been. Dinner that evening was a quiet affair. Emma chatted away as a toddler usually does, Janet listened to her and spoke back when given the opportunity. Bobby sat quietly and didn’t say a word to anyone. He was extremely self-conscious about his underwear and he sat absolutely still and tried to draw no attention to himself. He was reminded of his childhood when he would be diapered by his parents before dinner because of his bedwetting issues. Bobby was, perhaps, a little too lost in his thoughts as he suddenly found Janet reach over the table with a napkin and wipe his cheek. Apparently he had some food on his face which Janet cleaned off with a smile the same way she would have done for Emma, though Bobby noted that Emma hadn’t been a messy eater like he had. “Try and get some of that food in your mouth!” Janet said teasingly with a small laugh. When Emma saw it she giggled and carried on eating. Bobby, however, turned a deep red at having his face cleaned like an infant. After their meal Bobby waited for both Emma and Janet to leave the table to head into the kitchen before he got up and hurried off to his bedroom. He heard his diaper rustling as he climbed the stairs but he hoped he had got away without Emma knowing what he was wearing. Janet knowing wasn’t too bad but if Emma, who was potty trained barring the occasional accident, knew that he was in a diaper then Bobby felt like he would have to leave through shame. After a few hours where Bobby tried to forget what he was wearing, he took off his clothes and laid down for sleep. It took a while for Bobby to fall asleep. The bulkiness between his legs was an unusual distraction and it took time for Bobby to be able to drift off with the padding separating his legs. Bobby was reminded in a lot of ways of his childhood. How he was often put to bed in diapers, how he would be terrified of wetting the bed and having to spend another day in diapers as punishment for his “laziness.” He must have just drifted off eventually as he woke up to the sound of his alarm going off and the sun shining through the window. It was only when he shifted position that he remembered his absorbent underwear that he had been wearing the previous night. With his heart pounding he reached down between his legs and felt around his padded crotch. Bobby’s heart sank, the previously light and easily manipulated plastic now felt heavy, warm and a little springy. Throwing the covers off he sat up and looked down at his diaper to see the wetness indicator had changed colour and it was clear he had really flooded himself. Bobby covered his face in shame. He tried to imagine why this had happened. He hadn’t had a night time accident like this in a long time but one night in a diaper and he woke up soaked. Perhaps his body had noticed the padding and when he fell asleep his body remembered it was OK to let go when wearing it so had just let him wet himself. Maybe Bobby was just so nervous that it had exacerbated his problems and the stress caused him to lose control. All he knew for sure was that one way or another he had emptied his bladder on himself in bed. Bobby heard movement in the kitchen and knew that he would be expected down for breakfast any minute. He quickly threw on some clothes and headed downstairs, he paused once on his way out of his room to look in the mirror and try to make sure that his now damp diaper was covered by his clothes. Satisfied that the bulkiness was as hidden as it was going to get he closed his door and with a deep breath made his way downstairs. Curiously, it never occurred to Bobby that he could take the diaper off and put on regular underwear. He never even thought about anyone but Janet removing his diaper. He tried to act normal at the table as everyone ate but he was even more shy than usual. He could barely look at either of the other two people without blushing furiously. The warm padding pushing against his crotch was a constant reminder of his predicament. He knew he should tell Janet what happened but there was no way he could do so with Emma in the room with them. Bobby hurriedly finished his breakfast and got up to leave. He decided that if he got up and retired to his bedroom that he could tell Janet what happened when she came upstairs at some point, that way he could do it in private. “Hold on a second.” Janet said. She stood up and walked around the table before Bobby had even been able to take a few steps. Her large bosom wobbled to and fro as she took a couple of large steps towards the smaller man. With no hesitation she reached down with her hand and grabbed Bobby’s crotch through his pants. Bobby gasped and tried to back away but was held in place by Janet’s grip. Emma looked over from the table curiously at the scene playing out in front of her. “Are you wet?” Janet asked as she looked up from her hand to Bobby’s face. Of course she already knew the answer but she was wondering if Bobby would admit it, or even if he even knew. Bobby felt the colour drain from his face as he looked into the inquisitive eyes of his hostess. He briefly glanced over at Emma who was still at the table. Her head was tilted slightly and she her face showed her confusion. When Bobby didn’t answer immediately Janet reached down and deftly undid Bobby’s pants. She pulled down hard leaving them in a pile at Bobby’s ankles. Bobby knew he should be stopping this from happening but he felt powerless to resist. Janet was taking control of the situation, just like she took charge of the situation yesterday, and Bobby was just a pawn helpless to fight back against her control. Emma audibly gasped from across the table as Janet probed Bobby’s diaper. She mumbled to herself about how the diaper was very wet and would need a change. Bobby felt himself blush furiously as he saw, out of the corner of his eye, Emma staring wide eyed at Bobby’s underwear. “Mommy, is that a diaper?” Emma asked in her high pitched voice. “Yes dear, Bobby has had some problems staying dry so he is wearing some protection.” Janet responded as she circled around to the back of Bobby and felt the backside of the diaper, “Just like when you have an accident sometimes.” Bobby watched as the cogs in Emma’s head turned. He cringed at the humiliation and internally begged to be allowed to leave the room. “You said only babies wear diapers…” Emma said, “Is Bobby a baby?” Bobby felt his stomach sink at the Emma’s comments. “You just finish your breakfast.” Janet said to her daughter, dodging the question, “Then you can watch cartoons, OK?” Emma enthusiastically nodded and Janet pulled up Bobby’s pants. She then pulled Bobby all the way up the stairs and into her bedroom. She pulled off Bobby’s pants and told him to get on the bed. Bobby did as he was told, after what happened at the table he saw no reason to resist. He didn’t think he could get any more embarrassed than he was right now. “Why didn’t you tell me you were wet?” Janet asked Bobby as she removed the tapes from Bobby’s diaper. “I was embarrassed…” Bobby sort of shrugged as he answered. “And you didn’t think to take off the diaper yourself? You decided to just sit in it?” Janet questioned Bobby as she lowered the front of the diaper and started wiping Bobby’s private area with a handful of baby wipes. Bobby remained silent as he realised he could have taken off the diaper at any time he wanted. He hadn’t even considered someone other than Janet removing the diaper but now that he thought about it he would have had ample opportunity to do it himself. “Not to worry we will just get you into a new diaper.” Janet said with a warm smile, “Keep you nice and secure in your padding.” Bobby had hoped that the diaper wasn’t going to become a regular thing but he didn’t offer any complaint as Janet slid a clean diaper underneath him and brought it up between his legs. As Janet stood up straight following the diapering, Bobby noticed a wet spot right on the centre of one her breasts. He found himself staring. Janet saw him looking and looked down to her breast herself to see what was drawing the attention of the young man. “Oh darn, it happened again.” Janet said crossly as she headed over to the cabinet beside her bed. Bobby was mesmerized and continued to look as Janet opened a draw, pulled out a small box and placed one of the pads from the box in her bra. “You aren’t the only one with a small leaking problem!” Janet joked when she saw Bobby watching her. Bobby looked away shyly mumbling an apology for looking. “Don’t worry about it. I stopped breast feeding Emma over a year ago and yet I still make too much milk. I have some kept in the fridge, sometimes friends with little ones will use some if they visit.” Janet said before laughing and finishing with, “Probably too much information!” Bobby just went a shade of red and didn’t say anything. He stood up and felt the thick diaper between his legs crinkle as he did so. Janet helped him into new pants and then just as Bobby was leaving the room he turned to see Janet just about to replace her shirt. He looked away quickly and hurried off to his bedroom. He did not want to go downstairs since he imagined he would face an interrogation from Emma and he was anxious to avoid that, he figured hiding in his bedroom would be better. For a few hours Bobby was able to just sit in his room and avoid any awkwardness. This was fine until he heard a knock on his door. Opening the door, he found Janet in her coat and shoes as if she were about to go outside. “Hi Bobby, I need to head to the shops. Those pads you saw earlier… I need to buy some more. Could you be a dear and head downstairs to look after Emma?” Janet asked whilst looking at her watch. She seemed in quite a rush. “Erm…” Bobby wanted to decline and hide in his bedroom more and his hesitation showed on his face even before he answered. “You can’t hide forever…” Janet said with a sympathetic expression as she saw Bobby’s hesitation, “I spoke to Emma and she understands. I really need this, it will be a huge favour!” “OK, I’ll do go downstairs and look after her.” Bobby said with a reluctant sigh. “That’s great!” Janet beamed. The tall woman leaned close and gave Bobby a kiss on the forehead, “Thank you so much. I won’t forget it!” Bobby, blushing a little from the kiss, followed Janet downstairs and saw that Emma was playing with some large blocks on the floor in front of the TV. “I will only be half an hour or so. Just keep her entertained.” Janet smiled and patted Bobby on the butt as she left through the front door. As the front door closed Bobby realised this was the first time him and Emma had been alone together. He walked over and sat on the couch just behind Emma who was building things with her Lego blocks. “Hello.” Emma said looking up at Bobby as he sat down. “Hey there.” Bobby replied awkwardly. Bobby was a very shy person and he found talking to children even more awkward than talking to adults. Bobby tried to stay as still as possible, he was very paranoid of the crinkling from his waist. Even though Emma knew what he was wearing he was still very hesitant to make any moves that would make it more obvious. “You wanna play?” Emma asked Bobby with a big smile. She held out a couple of blocks to Bobby. Bobby knew he was supposed to keep the little girl occupied so he slowly slid himself off of the couch and on to the floor beside Emma. He distinctly heard himself rustling but he was unsure if it was just in his head or if it was noticeable how much noise he was making.

Another commissioned story from me Had good fun writing it and the customer was happy with what they received which is the main thing! This will be posted in 3-4 parts. Please comment to say what you like, dislike and any suggestions or any other comments you may have If you would like a commission from me send me a message. I am open to a lot of ideas and we can discuss them with no obligation of buying if you decide you don't want to. --- Back to Day Care “Mom this is so stupid.” Chris said as he sat back in his car seat. He was currently sat back in the passenger seat with his arms folded in front of him. He was scowling as he and his mom were driving down the road towards the building where his aunt worked. Chris sighed, he rested his head on the side window and looked out of it with a forlorn expression, the kind of expression only an 18-year-old mad at the world could make. “It isn’t stupid Chris.” Allison, Chris’ mom, responded, “You have managed to get yourself fired from your job… Again. So you need another one, and your aunt Diane has kindly let you help her out till you find new work.” Chris let out an annoyed snort. He had dropped out of school at the earliest opportunity, he had never been particularly good academically and had hated being forced to go to the school every day. Unfortunately, as Chris found out, leaving school only meant he had to find work and he was no better at that than he was in school. He had bounced around a few part time jobs but never lasted anywhere for longer than a few months. Finally, after losing his latest job for turning up late, his mom had decided enough was enough and decided to make him work with his aunt. “But a day care? I hate kids…” Chris said with a pout. “It will be good for you. You can learn some responsibility.” Allison responded as she steered the car round a corner and the day care loomed up at the end of the road. Diane had worked at the day care for quite a while, long enough to have been promoted to manager and she had the ability to hire volunteers. Chris never really cared about how his aunt was doing and tended to tune out when she talked so he really didn’t know all that much about her. She was his mom’s sister, she was tall and had long black hair, by many metrics she would be considered attractive but as far as Chris knew she had never been in a serious relationship. Chris yawned as they pulled into the day care’s car park. Looking at his watch he saw that it was still only 8am, much too early to be waking up, Chris thought. But he had to be there early for the duel reasons that his mom had to get to work after dropping him off and the kids themselves would be dropped off soon as well. As the car came to a halt Chris opened the door and stepped out as he surveyed the building in front of him. It was his first visit since he himself had attended as a baby, the building was much like he remembered it, a large central hall with a small playing field to the side. The building was starting to show signs of its age with the paint peeling and some rust appearing on the metalwork. Chris followed his mom into the building and through a door on the inside marked “Staff Only.” “Ally! Nice to see you.” My aunt stood up from the couch she had been sitting on whilst reading the newspaper and ran over to give mom a hug. “Hello Di.” Mom replied with a smile, “Thank you so much for doing this.” “My pleasure! Sit down, you have time for a quick cup of coffee before you go don’t you?” Diane asked as she hurried into the kitchen portion of the staff room. “Oh I should think so.” Mom said as she sat down on the couch and indicated Chris should do the same. Mom and Diane exchanged small talk whilst Chris slowly drifted off. It was an early start and Chris had stayed up late the night before, as usual, which had left him feeling a little sleep deprived. He decided to close his eyes for a few moments whilst he still had the chance. Diane turned around from the kitchen as she conversed with Allison and saw that Chris had closed his eyes. Without a moment’s hesitation she pulled out one of the drawers and quickly grabbed a foil sheet of pills, popping two of the pills out and dropping them into one of the three cups of coffee. They started dissolving as soon as they hit the hot liquid and Diane helped the process along with some vigorous stirring. She grinned evilly as she watched the last of the pills disappear. Picking up the three cups of coffee she carried them over to the couch and placed them on the table. She sat in a chair the other side of the table and watched as Chris stirred from his brief slumber. “Not a morning person? Drink this it will help wake you up.” Diane said with a smile. Chris yawned and pulled the cup towards him before drinking the whole thing in one go. It had a bit of an odd taste but it was definitely coffee and Chris did feel a little bit more awake after draining the cup. As Chris put down the cup he heard a door opening and closing before a fourth person entered the room. Chris’ mouth dropped open as a stunningly beautiful young woman entered the room, quickly realising he was staring he looked away and closed his mouth hoping no one had noticed his reaction. “Hello Chloe.” Diane said as she stood up to clean away the cups, “This here is Chris, he is going to be helping us for a while.” Diane checked her watch. The children should be arriving soon and the high powered, long lasting laxative pills Diane had fed Chris should also be taking effect in a short while. Diane smiled another evil smile as she placed the cups in the sink and turned on the tap. Diane knew that many would think it was cruel to feed someone unsuspecting some laxative pills but Diane believed in this case it was deserved. She remembered all the nights she had got phone calls from her sister who was in tears of frustration and worry about how Chris had messed up with school or work and was at home having been suspended or fired. She had a plan designed to humble Chris and to change who he was. Meanwhile, Chloe had walked over to the couch and sat down next to Chris. She bent forward to pull a bottle of orange juice out of her bag. When she leant forward Chris noticed her perfume, a wonderful smell that seemed to make Chloe even more enticing to him. He couldn’t believe such a pretty girl would be working here, he just hoped it wasn’t too obvious how entranced he was by her beauty. “Gah, Monday mornings suck!” Chloe said to herself as she sat back up with her drink. “Tell me about it.” Chris replied as he yawned again and smiled, “Nice to meet you.” “You too.” Chloe responded with a little smile. Maybe it was just Chris’ imagination but he thought she was perhaps as interested in him as he was in her. “Well… I better be off. Need to go if I want to get to work on time, you’ll let me know if there are any problems won’t you, sis?” Chris’ mom said as she stood up and gathered her bags. “Of course, don’t worry about it, I’m sure Chris will be having an interesting day.” Diane said with a smile. Chris’ mom and aunt hugged, then his mom kissed his forehead and she swiftly departed. Almost as soon as the door closed Chris heard the front door open again. Chloe stood up and hurried out of the room, evidently the first kids had started to arrive. “Come on then Chris. Come into the main room with me and I will show you the ropes.” Diane said as she briskly left the room. Reluctantly Chris stood up to follow her but as soon as he stood up straight and went to take his first step he felt his tummy rumble ominously. He assumed he was just hungry and ignored it as he followed his aunt out of the break room and into the main hall. He had been hearing the voices and footsteps of children heading into the hall and now as he stepped into the main hall himself he saw all the kid running around and playing with the toys that were already strewn across the floor. Chris shuddered, he was not a fan of kids, he hated the way they were so full of energy and constantly needing attention and stimulation. The kids seemed to range in age from some who had just started to walk to others who were clearly going to be starting school soon, altogether there was about twenty kids in all, twenty screaming, snotty little brats that Chris would have to be around all day. Chris looked around the room and took in his surroundings. To one side he saw a door that led to the outside and the playing field. Next to the door and stacked up in the corner was a bunch of folded up beds, evidently they were brought out for nap time, Chris noticed some had sides which he assumed was for the youngest kids. The walls were strewn with the “art” that the kids had drawn, most were just barely comprehensible scribbles. On the opposite wall to the door to the playing field was another door with a sign hanging on it that said “potty” which was pretty self-explanatory to Chris. Next to the door in the corner was a long table with shelves underneath that were filled with supplies that Chris recognised as being for diaper changes. He scrunched up his face a bit at the thought of being asked to change diapers, no way he wanted anything to do with those. The rest of the room was taken up mostly with toys. There were some kids books as well but mostly it was empty space that the children were charging around in like headless chickens. “So Chris…” Diane said as she walked up next to Chris, “What we will need you to do is help organise things. Nothing too difficult, just bring some order to the chaos. We will be sending the kids outside in a minute since it is such a nice day, we will let them run themselves out, when that happens you will basically just need to make sure the kids are safe OK?” Chris just nodded, he felt another rumble in his tummy and he was trying to work out if it was because he was hungry or something more sinister. As Diane started rounding up the kids for the register Chloe sidled up to Chris. “So how did you get roped into this?” Chloe asked quietly with a sly smile. Chris wondered if he should pretend he was enthusiastic about helping to get this girl interested before deciding that honesty was probably the best policy. “That’s my aunt.” Chris replied pointing at Diane, “I’m between jobs right now so my aunt decided I could help out here.” “So you don’t want to be here then?” Chloe asked. “To be honest it isn’t really my thing.” Chris admitted, “But at least it will look good on a CV and judging by these kids, if I can deal with this I can deal with anything!” Chloe laughed and put her hand on Chris’ shoulder. Chris smiled as well, he certainly wasn’t going to complain at the contact, he was becoming increasingly sure this girl was into him! The kids were now starting to head out of the door with Diane stewarding them out into the grassy area. She looked over to Chris and Chloe and signalled for them to follow her outside. “You will do fine, just remember safety first and if you aren’t sure about something just come and ask me or your aunt.” Chloe removed her hand from Chris’ shoulder and indicated that he should follow her outside. The warm sunlight hit Chris as soon as he stepped outside, it was a beautiful day and the kids were already running around screaming. Shielding his eyes, he saw his aunt beckoning him over to her. He walked over as his eyes slowly adjusted to the bright surroundings. “I need you over on the far side of the field by the fence OK? Need you to make sure no kids cross the line and get too close to it.” Diane instructed. “OK.” Chris said. Without waiting for anything else to be said he trudged over to the far side of the field and leant against the fence watching the kids running around. It was a pretty big field for the amount of kids running around in it and it was rare that a child even got close to the line let alone crossed it. A few minutes passed by and Chris was starting to think this was pointless. None of the kids were coming near the fence and he was basically stood in the middle of a field in the blazing sun for no reason. This was made even more irksome when he looked over to his aunt and Chloe to see that they had ample shade to stand under either side of the field. He was just starting to wonder if there was any point to being out there when he suddenly felt a very strong cramp hit him, Chris doubled over and clutched his tummy. After a few seconds the pain abated and he stood up straight again. Diane was stood under a tree on the side of the field, quite near the entrance to the day care. As she glanced over and saw the young man bend over she smiled to herself. The show was about to begin, she thought wickedly. Chris was still feeling wrong; the pain had left him but he felt an urgent need for the bathroom, an urge that was strong and not weakening. Chris started hobbling across the field, he tried to run but his need to clench was forcing him into an awkward half run, half walk. He could see the kids look up at him oddly as he shambled past them and he knew he must look very odd. None of that mattered though, the only thing that mattered was making it to the bathroom. As Chris went through the doorway Chloe, with a worried look on her face, started moving towards the door herself to see what was wrong. She stopped in her tracks when she looked across to Diane who motioned for her to stay out with the children whilst she went back there. Chris was reaching the critical point; he could now barely move forward. He fell to his hands and knees and started crawling towards the promised land which was the bathroom. Another sudden urge forced him to place one of his hands over his butt as he tried to keep it together, the sweat from the hot day was now mingled by the sweat of the effort to keep everything in. Suddenly Chris experienced an even stronger cramp, a cramp that signalled that his body was no longer waiting. “Oh no.” Chris muttered as he felt his body give up and without being able to stop it the hot mess his body had been holding in broke through the gates. Chris couldn’t believe what had happened, but despite everything this wasn’t a disaster. Chris pooped his pants, but it was only a little bit. Despite all the cramps only a little came out. He should be able to clean up, find somewhere to dispose of his underwear and no one will be any the wiser. He certainly couldn’t admit what just happened. “What’s going on?” Came a distinct voice behind Chris. Chris’ heart stopped as he looked around and saw his aunt standing in the doorway. Had she seen everything? “N-Nothing…” Chris said lamely. “Nothing? You don’t think that after working in this day care for so many years that I don’t recognise that position?” Diane said as she strode into the room and straight up to Chris who was still on his knees. Chris remained paralyzed to the spot as his aunt strode over to him. He watched in horror as without hesitation his aunt reached down and felt the seat of his pants. She pushed her palm against the mess that Chris had made and he felt it spread out with the pressure covering new parts of his body and making a relatively salvageable situation into a much worse one. “Diane please, don’t tell anyone, I don’t know what happened! It just came on so suddenly!” Chris pleaded as his aunt continued to probe the lower reaches of his body and assessing the damage that Chris’ accident had caused. “You think I would tell anyone?” Diane asked in mock surprise, “It will be our little secret. But, you will have to do something…” “What do I have to do?” Chris asked hesitantly. “Well… We have rules here. If one of the children has an accident in their pants, then they have to wear… Protective underwear.” Diane said casually as she helped Chris to his feet, “I mean, we don’t have spare underwear here, so you don’t really have a choice.” Chris didn’t respond as he was helped to his feet by his aunt and gingerly he followed her to the corner of the room, if this was the only choice he had then it was pointless complaining about it. He thought they were heading for the toilets but at the last minute his aunt directed him to the changing table. “Come on… I can clean up myself, in private right?” Chris asked aghast at what his aunt was suggesting. “The kids will be heading back in soon.” Diane looked at her watch, “about five minutes from now in fact. You can either get on the table and we get this taken care of or you keep delaying and you get changed on the table anyway, only this time there will be a bunch of curious kids here.” Chris hesitated. “Would you prefer I get Chloe to come in and do this?” Diane asked knowing already that Chris seemed to be crushing on her. Chris bit his lip, he knew he didn’t want the second option to happen but the idea of getting cleaned up by his aunt on a changing table meant for toddlers was not a pleasant thought. Still, with not a lot of options, Chris awkwardly climbed on to the table and laid down. Despite this table being meant for kids it was still big enough for Chris to lie on it relatively comfortably. A part of Chris that wasn’t distracted with this horrible situation wondered why the table was so big. Without wasting any time Diane, who had pulled on some disposable gloves, pulled off Chris’ pants and just as Chris wondered how she was going to pull his underwear off without making a large mess Diane took a pair of scissors and cut the sides of his y-fronts. Chris was a little shocked at first but soon realised that he would never want to wear these again so cutting them off wasn’t too bad. Chris just looked at the ceiling and wished this would all hurry up and be over with. He went a deep shade of red when he felt his aunt lower the front of the cut up underwear and expose him. Without a word she grabbed Chris’ legs and lifted them over his head and begun taking some cold wet wipes to the mess that was stuck to Chris’ bottom. “Don’t be embarrassed I’ve done this to plenty of people before. Though they aren’t usually so big!” Diane joked as she cleaned up the relatively small mess. Diane was happy to see that not much had come out because she knew that the laxatives she had given Chris earlier were far from done working their magic. Chris pleaded with every God he could think of that none of the kids came in right now, and he was especially keen that Chloe didn’t walk in to see him like this. When, after what felt like an age, his aunt had finished wiping him clean she instructed him to get off of the table and stand up. When he did so he saw that Diane was holding out a pair of pull ups. Chris didn’t hesitate, even wearing the pull ups right now would be better than being naked in front of his aunt. He took the pull ups and stepped into them, pulling them up until they fit snuggly around his waist. For a minute Chris wondered why this day care had pull ups big enough to fit him but he was just grateful that they were there. Diane gave Chris a pair of shorts as well, his pants had been soiled by the accident and Diane had bagged them up with his underwear ready to throw out. Chris stepped into the shorts and pulled them up. He was actually quite happy with them, they went down to his knees and it wasn’t at all obvious what he was wearing underneath them. Just as his aunt left the room to dispose of his soiled clothes to the trash, Chloe came back in with the horde of children who immediately started running around the room again. Chloe walked straight over to Chris with a confused look on her face. “What happened to you?” She asked noting the change in clothing. “Oh, erm, I wasn’t feeling well. Had to run in to use the bathroom.” Chris said explaining his sudden disappearance from the field, “Oh and I changed into these because… It is so hot, wanted something that wouldn’t get me so warm!” Chloe looked at him a little suspiciously but nodded her head and turned to round up the kids for some organised games. Chris sighed in relief that he had managed to hide his embarrassing accident from Chloe but just as he thought he was in the clear he felt a small cramp hit him again.

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I wouldn't assume that just because you pay through the nose for it that it is the best: http://www.forbes.com/sites/danmunro/2014/06/16/u-s-healthcare-ranked-dead-last-compared-to-10-other-countries/#51f523f51b96 Perhaps things have changed a lot in the last two years or perhaps the info above is wrong in some way, I would say at best healthcare is not going to be much different in quality throughout any of the more economically developed countries. We know it isn't free, it is paid for via taxes. When people say it is free they mean it is free to access, it is paid for and I can see a doctor about a stubbed toe or a triple heart bypass and not have to worry about money/fees/insurance or anything else in any way. The NHS is a significant portion of our taxes (though a lot less than insurance would cost), I don't think anyone think it is funded by magic. I think people from other places just see the numbers thrown around for these things and it it quite shocking.

How wonderful for Bobby to find his real HOME.

I change before my diaper becomes saturated, or sooner when the urine getting stale irritates me.

Bedtime on a

I really feel you. There's not really a separation really. For general anxiety as an adult I would suggest this app called "MindShift". I had it suggested by a therapist. Now as ab things go with school, I like to go back to the sticker book. That way you can see your stickers. Or maybe a sheet with things that need to be done. Stickers always make me happy to do work. I don't personally like to use food as a reward, because I have eating issues, but if that's not a problem definitely use it. A Cheeto for a chapter read. Ice cream for getting a final done. Honestly look up patenting tips and they work great. ^w^ (I'm going back to school too, you're not alone).

All I can say is when there is a great site like Daily Diapers (the best one out there), why would you need to join any other site?

37 f florida mom of 3.

nothing normal with childhood, everyone is different But from I have read, kids should'nt suck their thumb as it may ruin their teeth, so then its better they suck on a pacifier, even though that is not good either, but better than the thumb

A nice reminder of why I'm so grateful for the NHS!

I really don't get what pricing has to do with any of this.

The article seemed surprisingly positive. o_o

This is probably a pretty predictable answer, but Jennifer Aniston as a mommy would be a dream come true.

Fulfillment of a sadistic dominant woman's dream:

MOOOAAARRRRRR

I've just had an afternoon planned going diapered, and completely soaking it, when suddenly, my family comes home..... I had no time in cleaning it up, just tore the diaper off, threw it in a corner where no one comes often, and hoped nobody noticed. Nobody did, and they left pretty soon as well. Off course, this completely destroyed my afternoon. I cleaned up (still going to the toilet every few minutes, 'cause in preperation, I drank a lot!) and so, no harm.

as for who i have just up and told aobut this... not a damned soul.

My daddy and i met on the old diaper mates personal ad site that was run through here. we've been together for over a year and a half now. As a straight female who had ads on the diaper mates site, it is frustrating, i was very clear in my profile what i was looking for, yet 99% of the people who responded had clearly not read my profile. Being a minority here, women get a lot of emails from a lot of men, many of whom are just looking to get off. My daddy got my attention because his email didn't mention diapers in any way shape or form. As we both had ads on a diaper website we already knew we were interested in them. If you find a girl on a diaper website, then chances are you already know she likes diapers, so try asking her other questions about herself, and when you tell her about yourself, prove you have a life outside of diapers, by not mentioning them. The reason people post on a diaper site is so they dont have to go through the whole awkward "coming out" stage with someone, thats covered at the beginning and then you can just get on with getting to know each other. A relationship isn't going to last if all you have in common are diapers. Yes some women are assholes, just as some men are assholes. THink of all the people you meet everysingle day. How many of them do you go on to have a relationship with? Internet ads are just like that, you aren't gonna meet 'the one' right away. You gotta talk to lots of people out there!