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A couple of hours later, they’d eaten dinner, and the adults were cleaning the kitchen while the kids played in the playroom. Sarah had reminded Tommy to come tell her when he needed the potty, knowing he’d probably need to poop soon, but he was still a little nervous about the new surroundings when that time came. He held it as long as he could, debating between staying where he was and going to find Mommy, but he soon couldn’t keep it in anymore and felt it start to poke out and push itself into his pull-up. Tears filled his eyes as he moved to a crouching position and went potty. He hadn’t even realized he needed to pee-pee again, so he was surprised to feel it release and warm the front of his pull-up. He didn’t like the yucky feeling of mushy poop filling his pull-up and smushing against his bottom.
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Sarah quickly bathed him and helped him into dry clothes before sending him back to the playroom.
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“It’s okay, honey.” Sarah swiped her thumbs under his eyes and pulled him into a hug. “Your mommy told me you’re doing really good with the potty. It’s hard to stop playing in time to make it to the potty sometimes, isn’t it?” She started the bath and rinsed his wet clothes in the sink. “You pee-peed a lot, so it’ll be faster to just give you a quick bath. It’ll only take a minute.”
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“Having us and new kids here probably isn’t helping anything, either,” Sarah defended him. “I’ll take care of him if one of you guys clean the floor.” She guided Spencer to his and Hannah’s bathroom and knelt in front of him to help him get his pottied-in clothes off.
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Sarah noticed Spencer’s panicked expression and obvious trying-to-hold-pee-pee-in position immediately when she brought Tommy back to the playroom. “Come on, Spence, run to the potty really quick—uh-oh,” she said sympathetically when she noticed that the front of his shorts were wet and that a puddle was forming around his feet. “Too late, huh? Let’s go get you cleaned up and into some dry clothes.” Tommy eyed Spencer’s predicament with interest. Even though he had been around small kids all day until recently, the orphanage’s frequent potty schedule for his age group prevented accidents from happening too often. He’d still seen a couple of other kids go potty in their pants before, and he’d definitely done it himself a few times, but he’d almost forgotten about how different it was when you didn’t make it to the potty and weren’t wearing a pull-up. The yucky feeling of warm, soaked pants that quickly turned cold sticking to his legs and soggy undies rubbing against his crotch came back to him, making him appreciate the dry, thin protective padding between his legs. A wet pull-up felt yucky, too, but not nearly as bad as wet undies and clothes. Sarah took Spencer’s hand and led him out of the playroom toward his bedroom.
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Tommy reluctantly reached for Sarah to pick him up. She took him to the bathroom off of the kitchen and left the one in the playroom in case one of the others needed to go in a hurry. It usually took Tommy a couple of minutes to get a stream going when she took him before he he had to go so badly that it was about to come out, so she left the more convenient bathroom for the toddlers in underwear, since Tommy would stay dry even if he didn’t make it in time. The toddler squirmed against her hip, the pressure in his bladder finally registering, and his pee-pee stayed where it was supposed to for the time being. “We’re almost there,” Sarah assured him, picking up the pace. She hurried into the bathroom and helped him get his pants and pull-up down before situating him on the toilet. “Good job, buddy, you made it!” She praised after checking his pull-up. True to Sarah’s prediction, it took Tommy a minute to get his pee-pee to come out. He would’ve wet his pants soon if she hadn’t taken him to the potty, but he probably would’ve been able to hold it for a few more minutes.
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“Okay.” Sarah went to the playroom and knelt beside Tommy. “Hey, sweetie, why don’t we go try to potty?” Tommy shook his head. “Did you pee-pee in your pull-up?” Tommy shook his head, so Sarah checked it. “You’re still dry! You’re such a big boy! Don’t you want to go to the potty so you can stay dry?”
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Sarah finished up with Katie and let her go back to the playroom.
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Tommy shook his head. He was nervous in the new house, and making it to the potty wasn’t such a priority at the moment.
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“All right.” Sarah cleaned her up and pulled her panties back up and fixed her dress for her. “All set. Let’s wash our hands.” Meanwhile, Tommy was still playing, and he fidgeted a little as his little bladder started filling up. He hadn’t wet his pull-up yet, but he would before long if someone didn’t take him to the potty. It didn’t even fully register that he needed to go yet, and he easily ignored his growing discomfort.
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Sarah discreetly checked Katie’s little panties, but they were clean and dry. “Want me to wipe you?” She asked when Katie was finished. Sometimes she or John cleaned her up, and sometimes she wiped herself.
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“All right.” Sarah took her hand and hurried her to the bathroom, afraid that Katie was about to have an accident.
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Sarah placed her wine glass on the counter and knelt in front of her. “What is it, sweetheart?”
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Sarah nodded. “Tommy was in underwear during the day at the orphanage, and they just took the smaller kids at regular intervals. He hasn’t gotten the hang of getting himself to the potty in time. I’d rather wait a couple of months, but since he’s been in underwear for a while already, I don’t want him to lose the little progress he’s already made. I have let him wear pull-ups, but I’m going to put him in underwear, or maybe cloth training pants, when we’re at home next week and hope he’ll do a little better.”
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“Katie’s been mostly accident-free during the day, but she’s wet the bed every night. The orphanage said she usually only had one or two nighttime accidents a week, so we’ve been leaving her in panties at night,” Sarah answered. “Tommy’s pretty good with poop, but he’ll wet his pull-up if we don’t take him in time. He doesn’t get much warning when he has to go, and he’s still a little shy about telling us when he does realize it.”
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Tommy slipped his thumb in his mouth and lay on Sarah’s shoulder. “You don’t want to go play?” Sarah murmured. Tommy shook his head. “All right, you can stay with us and Aunt Millie and Uncle Blake for a little bit.” After the adults talked for a while, Tommy struggled to get down. “Do you want to go play?” Sarah asked. Tommy nodded. “Do you need Mommy to take you to the potty first?” Tommy absently shook his head. “All right, but come tell us when you need to go potty.” Sarah set him down, and he ran off to the playroom.
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Sarah got out and did the same with Katie. When they got inside, they introduced the kids to their new cousins, Spencer and Hannah. When Sarah put Katie down, Tommy reached for her, so she took him from John.
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“Tommy’s been rubbing his eyes, too,” Sarah agreed. After lunch, Sarah took Tommy to the bathroom. He’d wet his pull-up earlier that morning, and he was probably starting to fill back up. “Okay, sweetheart, try to go potty, and then it’s naptime, okay?” She pulled his dry pull-up back up after he went pee-pee in the toilet and took him to the living room to rock him. He nuzzled into her shoulder, and she laid him down in his toddler bed once he was asleep.
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“Morning, darling.” Sarah took Katie from John and kissed her forehead. The change of pajamas confirmed her suspicion that she’d had another accident the night before. “Ready for some breakfast?”
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Sarah woke up on Saturday morning when she heard Tommy calling for her through the monitor. She wasn’t surprised that John was missing. Katie must’ve wet the bed at some point, and she was a little relieved that she’d been given a break from being the one woken up in the middle of the night. She went to Tommy’s room and lifted him out of his bed. “Morning, sweetheart,” she murmured. “Are you wet?” Tommy had to think about it more with a diaper than he did with a pull-up. He wiggled for a moment before nodding, looking ashamed. Sarah kissed his forehead. “It’s okay. Let’s go try to potty, and then we’ll put on a big-boy pull-up and get some breakfast. We’re going to play with your cousins today, doesn’t that sound fun?” Tommy obediently pushed out a little bit of pee-pee when Sarah took him to the toilet. Once he was dressed, she took him to the kitchen and placed him in his booster seat with a sippy cup of milk while she made him some oatmeal. “Remember to try to keep your pull-up dry, okay? Tell Mommy or Daddy when you need to go pee-pee.”
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Sarah nodded. “That’s a good idea. I want to put him back in underwear when we’re at home during the day next week. He’s probably still a couple of months away from really being ready, but since he gets the concept and sometimes knows when he has to go, I don’t want to take a step back. We probably should’ve at least gotten cool-alert pull-ups so he would be a little more uncomfortable when he wets his pants, but I don’t want to waste the ones we have now. These pull-ups probably just feel like an overly-wet diaper when he has an accident and aren’t uncomfortable enough to motivate him to try a little harder.”
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Sarah shook her head. “He started wetting his pants almost the second we got inside, but at least he had a little bit of warning this time. He might do a little better in a few days when we take him out of pull-ups while he’s awake.”
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@Jayme I’m so glad you’re enjoying the story! I personally don’t see a tampon string absorbing enough pee from a diaper to make it affect its usefulness, but it’s not going to be a big part of the story. Just a difference of opinion, I guess Hope you continue to enjoy it!
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@CDfm Thanks so much for reviewing, I’m glad you like the story! I’m actually a woman who has hated pads since day one, so I can imagine how disgusting a wet diaper would feel when you throw your period into the mix. I also know that pee doesn’t affect a tampon—it doesn’t work that way. If it did, then we would have to change our tampons every time we pee, which we don’t have to do Thanks again for reviewing, and I hope you continue to enjoy the story!
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Tommy briefly wondered where Katie had been when John brought her back outside, and he realized he must’ve taken her in to use the potty...Which suddenly made him realize his little bladder felt dangerously full. He jammed his hand into his crotch and looked around for Sarah. “Mommy,” he whimpered. “I hafta pee-pee!” He crossed his legs and bounced in place as Sarah hurried over to him, trying to hold on. He’d gone potty before they came outside, but he’d been thirsty after his nap and had drunk a lot of juice. Sarah gently lifted him into her arms and hurried toward the house. “Try to hold it, buddy, we’ll be there in just a minute.” Tommy felt his pee-pee trying to come out when they reached the back steps, and being jostled in Sarah’s arms as she hurried up to the porch didn’t help anything. He whimpered more loudly when he felt his control slip and a little bit of pee-pee dribbled into his undies. He stopped it, but he could feel his clenched muscles weakening and threatening to give up. It felt like his pee-pee was flowing down his penis, and he bounced desperately against Sarah when it felt like it was at the tip. When that happened, he knew his pee-pee was going to start coming out any second. His whimpers turned to sobs when a longer spurt shot past his squeezed-in muscles. “I can’t hold it, it’s coming out!” He wailed. “Uh-oh, sweetie, we’re almost there. Try to hold on for just a minute, okay?” Sarah encouraged him. Tommy regained control for just a couple of seconds, but then his little bottom was overcome with a wave of urgency too powerful for him to stop. They were in the kitchen by now, but his pee-pee wasn’t going to stay in for another second. Tommy screamed when he felt his bladder pulse a few times before it let go completely. “Mommy, I pee-peeing! It won’t stay in!” Tommy’s sobs died down a little as his body went limp when he realized the battle was lost. He whimpered against Sarah’s shoulder as hot pee-pee rushed of him, soaking his big-boy pants and pull-up. Sarah felt his crotch rapidly growing warm against her hip. “Oh, honey, it’s okay. You did so good telling Mommy you had to go before you went in your pull-up, and you almost made it!” She waited a few moments to let him finish wetting his pants. “Okay, let’s go get this bottom dry.” She quickly removed his wet undies and pull-up, wiped him down, and helped him into new underwear and a dry pull-up. Once that was taken care of, she took him back outside.