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One evening, little Peter, who was just 7 years old, was sitting on his auntie's porch. His eyes were super red, and his pants were all wet because he had an accident while waiting, and he was sucking his thumb and hugging his stuffed koala. His mommy had left him there without much fuss, just a suitcase and a note pinned to his shirt. The note said that since his aunt thought she could take better care of him better then her, she could do whatever she wanted. It was getting dark, and Peter started to feel really scared when suddenly he saw the headlights of a car coming into the yard.

I tried to write a new story, and I hope you like it. I would appreciate it if you came with comments and aides. I hope you enjoy it. The story has non-sexual thins involved. the short story is about an 8-year-old boy who has started to struggle with bedwetting. It doesn't get any better when his sister finds out and wants revenge for something he did to her. ————— Tobias summer vacation The sunlight streamed through Tobias' windows, directly on his face. With summer vacation in full swing, he enjoyed lounging and stretching without school restrictions. His eyes widened, and he became more awake as he noticed something was wrong. His eyes suddenly stopped moving and widened as a terrifying thought gripped him. His hand slowly began to reach out, feeling under the cover of darkness. Tobias froze when his terrifying thoughts became a reality: he had wet the bed again. He got scared and called his mother without thinking. “Mom!” The sound of steps came through him, and the door to his room opened. “Good morning, sleepy head; everything alright? “ said his mom. His eyes started to get wet; tears began to roll down his skin. “What’s wrong, honey?” said his mom. Tobias lay in bed, sobbing, trying to explain what had happened. Unable to speak, he removed the blanket to reveal his wet bed to his mother. As she looked at it, her eyes filled with compassion and understanding. “Oh, have you had an accident again? Poor thing. That can happen to the best; shower, and I'll take care of your bed.” said his mom. Tobias felt embarrassed, but his mother gave him a warm smile. “Go take a warm shower, and then meet me for breakfast,” his mom said. Tobias walked in his wet pajamas to the bathroom for a refreshing shower, enjoying warm water running down his body. He exited the shower to find that his mother had left a towel with Lego Ninjago characters. Tobias dried himself and returned to his room. His mother had already laid out underpants, shorts, and a T-shirt on his freshly made bed. He descended the stairs and found his two older sisters already sitting, eating breakfast. His sisters Maria and Andrea played with their phones while eating and didn't notice Tobias coming. Maria was an 18-year-old girl who spent much time at work and with her friends and wasn't home much. Andrea was a 15-year-old girl who always got what she wanted, regardless of the consequences for others. She was tired of all the attention the little brat always got and was looking forward to spending the summer with her friends. The girls loved their parents, and although they didn't despise their little brother, they loved him but found his constant attention and spoiled nature particularly annoying. The girls always enjoyed teasing Tobias because he was much shorter than the other children his age. Sometimes, the girls would take Tobias out to play and often met strangers who mistook him for a younger child. Once, Tobias was mistakenly taken to the kindergarten when a teacher mistook him for a little child. Tobias prepared a breakfast mix and placed the bowl on the table before setting up his highchair. Tobias always found it so embarrassing that he had to use a high chair instead of sitting on an adult chair. However, he knew using a highchair was better than sitting on his knees. Their mother sat down with her children and relaxed with a cup of coffee before she broke the silence. “So kids, what's your plans today?” said his mom. Maria put the phone down and looked over to her mother. “I have work and then some plans with my friends. We will drive to the beach; a friend will pick me up soon.” Andrea glanced at Maria and rolled her eyes before speaking, "I'm going to hang out with some friends." His mother smiled at her daughters, took another sip of her coffee, and leaned closer to chat more quietly with Tobias. “Did you go to the washroom with the wet pajamas?” his mom asked. The girl's eyes filled with curiosity as they listened to their mother's whispering voice. Andrea burst into laughter before responding. “Has the baby wet the bed again? Maybe you should consider using diapers on him again, like babies need, Mom!” Andrea said. Tobias turned red with embarrassment as he heard the mocking laughter and hurtful words. He wasn't a baby, an 8-year-old kid who wanted to yell back at them, but he knew his mother would get angry from arguing. Tobias took control of his frustration and quietly ate his food while looking down. Maria giggled and laughed with her sister until their mother looked at them sternly. "Now that's enough, girls. You can leave the table," their mom said. His mother looked at him with an expression of love but also concern. “Don't listen to those girls. Now I'll clean up; the kitchen looked like a mess.” said his mom. Thinking raced through her head while she got up and walked to the kitchen to clean up. She wondered why he had started wetting the bed at night. She planned to talk to her husband and schedule a doctor's appointment when he came home. Tobias finished his food and gave his mother his plate before returning to his room. He sat down on his rug and opened his drawers full of Legos. Time flew by as he built with all the Lego bricks he had. Without him noticing, someone began brushing his hair. Tobias turned and was happy to see his father bending down behind him. "Daddy, you're home!" “Hi, champ! Had a good day?” his dad said. Tobias smiled as he saw his father sit down on the bottom to play with the Legos with him. "Do you want to join me for a little play, Daddy?" As they chatted about the day, his father built a little with his son. “When do you have a vacation, Dad?” “I don't have any holiday yet, but we'll manage. So, Mom told me about what happened last night. Is there anything that has happened that you want to talk about? It's been a while since you used to wet the bed at night.” said his dad. Tobias sat quietly and said nothing as he poked at the Lego. "I don't know, Dad. It just happened. I'm sorry." "It'll be fine, champ. It'll probably just be a bad night." his dad said. His father got up and left the room to talk to his wife. A little worried, he looked back at his son before he disappeared and went downstairs. He sat beside his wife, tired from a long day at work. She had put some dinner in the oven, which would soon be ready. "I asked Junior why he had wet the bed several times. He didn't know." his father said. She looked over at him with a worried look. "It has happened too often to be just an accident, and I soon won't have any bedwear left. No, we need to take him to a doctor. I will call them tomorrow." the mother said. She got up and started setting the table. Tobias came down the stairs simultaneously with his mother, who had just put lasagna on the table. “Tobias, can you tell your sisters it is time for dinner?” his mom said. Tobias nodded and ran up the stairs to his sisters. He knocked on the door and waited until Maria said he could come in. "It's dinner," he said, running to Andreas' room. He knocked on the door but got no answer. He tried again, but there was still no response from her. Tobias opened the door and entered the room. He studied all the drawings and figures she had created. Suddenly, he heard her voice behind him. "What are you doing in my room? Who said you could walk into my room, your little bed wetter? If it was up to me, would I put you back in diapers? It was so funny at school when you were mistaken for a kindergarten kid, and the funniest thing is that you don't look any older than one,” Andrea said mockingly. Tobias looked at her with an angry look. He wasn't a kindergarten kid; he was a big kid. “I'm not a baby! I'm a big kid!” Andrea burst out laughing as she could see his face became red. “Are you a big kid? You could be mistaken for a toddler in the right clothes, considering you are still wet in the bed. Real big kids don't wet their beds. You would have looked adorable in diapers and some childish clothes,” said Andrea as she laughed. Tobias became angry and red as he ran out of her room and into his room. He buried his face down into his bed pillow with anger. He wanted to tell his mother how much Andrea had teased him; this wasn't fear. But the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became that his mother would think it would be a good idea to put him back in diapers. Tobias cooled down and walked to join the others for dinner. “Hay, champ, you disappeared a little. Is everything okay?” his father asked with a slightly concerned tone. Tobias tried to keep his smile up but said nothing as he sat in his chair. He and his sisters giggled as they whispered to each other before Andrea spoke. "He must have been late to the table for another accident," said Andrea as the girls giggled. Their parents were visibly displeased by Andrea's choice of words and directed stern looks at her. Both girls immediately fell silent, focusing solely on their meals. Tobias felt embarrassed and ashamed at how the girls treated him. As they ate, the conversation turned to discussing their respective days, but Tobias remained silent, his mind unable to shake off the hurtful words his sister had used. Despite not being as tall or physically developed as others his age, Tobias resented being treated like a little child. He ate his food and looked over at his mom. “May I be excused from the table?” “Of course you can.” said his mother. He cleaned his table and returned to his room, still irritated by what the girls had said of him. Time passed as he looked at the TV in his room, and his mother came in. “It's time for bed, young man. Brush your teeth and come back; we need to talk,” his mother said in a warm tone. He walked to the bathroom, brushed his teeth, and went to the toilet before he came back. His mother was still sitting on his bed, waiting for him, holding his pajamas in her hand as he walked inside his room. He came to his mother, removed his clothes, and took on the pajamas before lying on the bed. “So, young man, I have spoken to your father. You have an appointment at the doctor's tomorrow. There have been too many bedwetting accidents,” his mom said calmly but in a loving tone. Tobias' face became scared, and he didn't want to go to any doctors. “Why, I promise to stop with the wetting.” “I'll make you a deal: If you behave well tomorrow, I will take you to your favorite ice cream shop. Is that okay?” his mom said. He smiled as his mother ruffled his hair and left the room. His dad walked by, gave him a wink. "Good night, champ; see you tomorrow." his dad said. The door closed as Tobias lay down and thought of the morning. His eyes became heavy, and he fell asleep. As the sun came through his window, Tobias's eyes opened; he soon felt something was wrong; he had done it again—his bed was wet. He walked out of his bed and took a shower before he took some clothes. His sister wasn't up yet, but his mother sat with a coffee. “Good morning, young man. Are you first up today? How did the night go?” said his mom. He looked at the ground, and his mother understood the answer. She came and hugged him. “It's okay. I'll fix your wet bed, and you can wake your sisters.” said his mom. He smiled and strolled over to Andrea's room. As he approached, he noticed that her door was slightly ajar. Peeking inside, he saw Andrea putting some beer into her backpack. Tobias made a misstep; his sister shouted his name as he sprinted to his mother. Upon her mother's coming, she promptly unzipped the bag, and Andrea looked at Tobias with intense hatred. “What is this? Beer! Maria, where have you got a beer from?” their mother shouted sternly. Andrea cast a sympathetic glance her mother's way while their mother fell silent as her eyes fixed on her watch. “I forgot we have a doctor's appointment, Tobias. Come. And you, young lady, I'll deal with you later,” said their mother sharply. As their mother walked away, Tobias began to turn when Andrea grasped his arm firmly. “Now listen, little pee boy. You will regret this," while Andrea's expression could terrify anyone. Andrea releases him, and he runs to his mother, who is waiting in the car with her phone. Tobias tries to tell his mother what Andrea did, but she talks with Dad about the beer. Tobias sits back and looks out the windows as they drive away. After a drive, they park the car in a parking garage and walk into a building. It feels like an eternity for Tobias to walk fast, but they make it just in time. His mother placed him on a chair as she stood in line to announce their arrival. Tobias walked over to some cool toys and started to play. A young nurse came by Tobias. “Hello there, little man. I think these toys are for big boys, but you can play with this once over here.” the nurse said with a smile. He looked over at the young nurse who had found some toys for daycare children. “There you go, have fun.” the lady said as she walked away. He became red in his face and irritated. He was not a daycare baby; he was a big kid. He returned to his mother, who had sat in the waiting room. His mother took his hand and sat beside him as they waited for their turn. The nurse came and said Tobias' name; his mother looked at him and took his hands. They walked into the man who sat in the doctor's office. He smiled and raised his hand to greet them. “Good day. I am Doctor Brown. What can I do for you?” As his mother started talking to the doctor, Tobias sat a little scared. As he looked at a picture of a girl the same age as Andrea, Tobias began to think nervously about what Andrea said before he ran to the car. Was it wrong to tell Mom about the beer? Is it okay to drink? He hired the doctor, said his name, and Tobias looked at him. “Don't be worried, Tobias. We will check everything to see if something is wrong with you, young man.” the doctor said. He rose and showed how they would take some tests. It felt like an eternity with all the testing and things the doctors wanted to do, but Tobias always returned to the incident with his sister. The look on her face was so angry and mean, and it did not look good; he felt afraid. Tobias had come back from his thoughts. He realized he now sat and waited outside in the waiting room to return to the doctor's office. At the same time, his name was up. They sat down with the doctor. He started with the easy words that they could not find anything wrong with him; he had to be immature in his body. He was small for his age, and Tobias looked wans again at the picture of the girl, which reminded him of what Andrea had said. It wasn't funny that the nurse had mistaken him for a little child. His mother raised her hand and thanked the doctor as they walked out. She looked a little worried when they walked away from the doctor. She looked at him and said she needed to stop by the store for supplies. Tobias followed along as his mother picked out the food and supplies required. His mother took a long time to look at something. He looked up and got red in the face. She was looking at diapers! “Mom! What are you doing? I don't need diapers; that is for small babies.” She lifted something into the trolley as she looked over at him. “Don't worry; it's just a safety measure. It will be our little secret. Didn't you hear the doctor say we should use protection at night? Also, it's difficult for me to change your bed every day. I had enough this morning with Andrea and the doctor. Please stop acting like a baby. It's not diapers; it's pull-ups, but if you act more like a baby, maybe I should take diapers instead!” his mother said, irritated. They had walked back to the car and were on their way home. Tobias mined raced, being mistaken for a little child; now he had to use pull-ups! They parked the car, and his mother opened the car door for him. They walked inside with all the groceries and the pull-ups. He walked in silently and into his room. He started to play some TV games as time began to fly. He heard his mother and her talking down stars, not in a great tone, and suddenly, she called out everyone's names and told them to come down. When Tobias came downstairs, Andrea sat on the sofa with an angry look and her arms crossed. His mother smiled at him with a loving tone. “Now, Andrea, Dad is going on a business trip. I don't want to sit at home, so Tobias and you will drive with me to my sister.” said their mom. Andrea became red in anger. “What about my friends? I need to be home!” said Andrea, irritated as her mother looked sternly back at her. “Now you listen, young lady. I told you that Maria needed to work so she would be home, but you would be with me and your brother. We are leaving tomorrow for my sister, and you will not be angry about it. This is entirely your fault. Now behave,” said their mom in a stern tone at her. Andrea was so upset about going on this stupid trip with her mother and little pee brother and not seeing her friends. She blamed Tobias for the whole situation! "Is my cousin Sofia there, at least?" Andrea asked. Here, Mother smiled back at her. “Yes, and so is Sam.” said his mom. Andrea just rolled her eyes and spoke silently. “Sam? He’s four, isn't he? He's just another baby but a good play buddy for Tobias.” Her eyes lit up like fire as she repeated it. “Yes, a good play buddy for Tobias,” she said as her smile grew. Tobias got worried about what Andreas's eyes shoved. Whatever she was thinking, this can't be good. “So, we are leaving tomorrow morning. Your father has to leave on a business trip tonight. Andrea and Tobias, go and pack your bags; we are leaving early tomorrow." said their mom. Tobias runs upstairs to pack his bag of toys. His mother comes upstairs with a bag and starts to pack his clothes. She has almost finished packing when she turns to him and looks him in the eyes. “I need to go downstairs, Tobias. Can you pack some underwire in your bag?” He proudly smiled at his mother as she walked out of his room and downstairs. He had put all his underwear in the bag and walked out of his room to get some things from the living room. As he came back upstairs into his bedroom, Andrea walked out with a backpack over her shoulder. “What are you doing in my room?” said Tobias. Andrea smiled at him. "Sorry, I'm just looking for you. Are you looking forward to traveling and visiting our aunt? It will surely be fun for you to play with Sam. He is probably four now, I think," Andrea said. Tobias became irritated by her foolish comments. "Why would I play with a baby? That is four. I'm a big kid,” said Tobias. “Yeah, he's four, but you are no taller than he is and don't look much older. With the right clothes, you can easily be mistaken for a 4-year-old little bedwetter you are. Mom should have bought diapers for you.” said Andrea. Tobias felt his face turn red as she threw humiliating words at him. Despite his attempts to protest and set her straight, she continued with her hurtful remarks as he walked by and slammed his door. Dinner was a bit sad. Andrea had been a lousy sister that day, and Dad was leaving for a work trip. The dinner felt slow, and time seemed to drag on. After going to the bathroom to brush his teeth and quickly visit the toilet, he returned to his room feeling a little unsettled. His mother was sitting on the bed, waiting for him. “Remember our discussion about protection?” said his mom. His eyes bulged, and his face turned red as he confidently approached his mother. “Mom, please, I don't want to wear it. Babies like Sam use diapers, not big kids,” he told his mom. His mother becomes irritated and drags him to the bed, but she offers him a warm smile before speaking. “Listen, first of all, it's not a diaper; it's a pull-up. Second, I don't have any more bed covers as they're not dry after all the wetting. Third, waking up in a wet pull-up is better than waking up in a wet bed. So, please take off your clothes and let me help you. If you're good, I'll let you watch some more TV in your bed.” said his mom. Tobias started to take off his shirt and pants, but he got a little slower when it came to his underwear; his lust was not in him. His mother gently helped him take it off. She found a white pull-up with some Paw Patrol drawings at the front. She opened it so Tobias could put his feet into it. She dragged the pull-up until it was in its place and checked that everything was in its place. He looked down and saw the soft but thick pull-up between his legs, which made keeping his feet together more challenging due to his spread-apart legs. Looking at the pull-up, he saw the paw patrol in the front. He thought it was better than diapers. His mother walked to his drawer to get a pajama top and pants. Suddenly, Tobias heard a familiar laugh behind him. He closed his eyes in shame and turned to see Andrea entering. “Now, have you seen? Mom followed my advice and put the little toddler back in a diaper.” As Andrea patted his back, Tobias blushed with embarrassment. His mom handed Tobias his pajamas and gave Andrea a stern look. “Now listen, Andrea. Tobias' doctor suggested using some protection. It's not a diaper; it's a pull-up. So let your brother be," said their mom. Andrea smiled with pride as she walked out. She started to talk silently: “The little brat is already back in his diaper. This will make my plan a lot easier. He ruined my summer, but my revenge will be satisfying. I need to talk to my cousin Sofia. I'm not finished with Tobias yet. she said as she walked to her room. Tobias' mother kissed him and walked out of his room. Tobias took his clothes on. Feeling something between his legs was strange, and he made a little bowel in the front. He watched some TV and, after a while, fell asleep. Tobias wakes to his mother's hands touching him. His eyes open to see his mother's warm smile. "Good, you're up, and you're not wet. I'm so proud of you." his mom said. He was about to leave bed, but his mother stopped him. Before she spoke, her face looked a little concerned. "Hey there, since it's still early, you'll probably doze off in the car because we have a long drive ahead. Please keep your pull-up diaper on while we're driving, just in case you have an accident. It would be very tiring for me if there were any accidents in the car while we're on the road." said his mom. Tobias's face became red with sadness. "Keep my pull-ups on? But I don't wet myself at day?" he said in frustration. His mom looked a little concerned before she looked down. He started to feel guilty. "Okay, Mom. I will wear the pull-up diaper for you." Her face smiled back at him with pride. "You are amazing for being so considerate of others. Your selflessness is admirable, and I hope your sister can learn from your example. From you. Now take your bag to the garage." said his mother. Tobias's mother excused herself from the room as he put on his pants over the pull-up diaper. Putting on his pants proved challenging, resulting in a slight bulge in the front and a curve in the back. To conceal the diaper, he put on a hoodie and picked up his bag before heading towards the car in the garage. As he stooped to set down his bag, a familiar and unexpected voice broke the silence—Andrea's voice. "Stop right there," she said as her steps came closer. As she crept up behind him, he could feel the warmth of her breath on the back of his neck, sending shivers down his spine. Every step she took seemed to echo in the silence as he anxiously wondered what she was after. Her hand moved slowly, almost hesitantly, as it reached out to touch him. She paused before him, gently raising his chin with her index finger while fixing him with a stern gaze. "I think it's wise for the baby to have his diaper on." His heart races as she stares into his eyes sternly. He becomes so afraid that he tenses up and wets his pull-up. His eyes widen with fear as the pull-up starts to swell. It was the most terrifying feeling he had ever felt. Andrea laughs at him and looks down at him with contempt. "Looks like someone needs a diaper change. It seems like you've wet your diaper. Let's go find Mom and get you changed." As they left the garage, her infectious laughter filled the air, intertwining with their footsteps. Tobias felt his heart racing with fear as they approached their mother. Andrea hid her smile and looked concerned as she glanced at her mother. "Excuse me, Mom, but Tobias had an accident, and I believe he needs a diaper change," Andrea said with a concerned expression as she looked at her mother. Their mother's face looked concerned at Tobias before she bent down to her knees, her hand stroking over his hair. "Common little one, let's change that diaper." Tobias's expression soured as a wave of embarrassment washed over him. His mother mentioned the word "diapers" instead of "pull-ups" as she gently took his hand and guided him back to his room. Once there, she swiftly removed his pants and pull-up diaper, leaving Tobias feeling utterly mortified and unable to speak a single word. She quickly swapped out the used pull-up for a fresh one and efficiently helped him back into his clothes. Before leaving, she kissed his cheek tenderly, gazing at him with love. "It's alright, little one; there's no need to feel embarrassed. Now, let's get on our way." his mother said. As she gracefully exited the room, he was left standing there, feeling the weight of humiliation from the recent events. He reached out to switch off the light before going downstairs for a quick breakfast. The morning meal was hurried, and they soon stood inside the garage. As Tobias was about to settle into the car, his sister Andrea looked at their mother. "Mom, maybe we should consider using Tobias's old car seat for the upcoming long drive. You know there have been a lot of police checks lately, especially after that terrible accident involving the child who wasn't properly secured in their seat. Even though Tobias is eight years old, he's still on the shorter side. I want to make sure he's safe, and of course, I'm also concerned about your license, Mom," Andrea said with a worried expression as she looked at her mother. Tobias' eyes got more extensive, and his face became red. "No, Mom, you can't be serious!" His mother gazed at him with quiet intensity. Afterward, she shifted her gaze back to Andrea, and her hand gently caressed Andrea's skin. "You're completely right, Andrea. I hadn't considered that. You take such good care of your brother. I'm worried about your father traveling. I'm grateful to have you, Andrea, to care for things." Their mother left the car and found Tobias's old car seat. She opened his door and looked at Tobias. As his mother hooked up the seat, he shamed out of the car. His sister smiled evilly at Tobias as their mother walked out. Without asking, she lifted Tobias, put him in his child's seat, fastened him with a belt, and fiddled with the car door before she closed it. She sighed a little and leaned into the driver's door. "I'm sorry. I need to visit the bathroom. Just stay; I won't be long." As she quickly vanished from sight, Andrea looked at Tobias with pride. She left the car and opened the trunk to find something, Tobias thought. She came back and sat down as he looked sternly at her. "Now, don't give me that look, Tobias. You know it's important to ensure that babies are securely strapped into their car seats," his sister teased him. As Tobias was on the verge of responding, his mother arrived. Opting for silence, he gazed out the window as they departed from the garage. The morning sun shone warmly on the windowpanes as the car pulled away. As they continued their journey, a significant distance had been covered when Tobias's eyes slowly opened. He had nodded off and fallen asleep during the drive. Beside him lay a bottle of water and something to eat. His mom smiled back at him from the mirror. "Good morning! Did you have a restful sleep? I quickly stopped to pick up some refreshing drinks and something to eat for you. We'll be reaching our destination in no time now." said his mother. As he started to wake up, he noted something wasn't right; he had wet himself again. The pull-up had swelled up in the front, and it didn't get any better. He needed to pee. He tried to be calm, but it got more difficult. The feeling of having to go to the bathroom began to push more and more. "Mom, I need to go to the bathroom." His mom glanced at him in the mirror and replied. "I apologize, but I can't pull over right now. We're expected to reach our destination in fifteen minutes. You're more than capable of managing that," his mother reassured him. Tobias sat uneasily in his seat, attempting to calm his nerves. Despite his efforts, he couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. Through his struggle, he noticed Andrea casting glances in his direction, adding to his discomfort. Her smile appeared mocking before she spoke. "You say you're a big boy, Tobias, so it shouldn't be a problem to hold on?" said Andrea with a big smile. As he sat there restlessly, time felt like an eternity. When his mother finally drove up a familiar driveway and stopped the car, the pressure was so great that he began to get desperate. His mother opened the car door and saw her sister waiting for them at the entrance. They met and hugged each other while Tobias sat desperately waiting for the car door to open. He repeatedly tried to open it, but the child lock was on. Frustration built up within him as he observed his mother chatting and laughing with her sister while he sat suffering. His face turned red, and his body froze when he realized the battle was lost. He desperately tried to hold it in, but it was useless. The sluices opened, and the pee filled his diaper, which swelled as much as possible, but it just continued to flow. When his nightmare was finally over, another one began. It started leaking down his side and into his pants as his aunt opened the door to greet him. When his aunt saw Tobias, her eyes widened, and his face turned red with embarrassment. There he sat, strapped in a child seat, and had just wet himself so much that his pants were now soaked. His aunt changed her gaze to slightly mocking before her voice came. "Hi, Tobias. You haven't changed a bit. I thought you had become a big boy now," she said and looked at her sister curiously. "Tobias seems to have not grown at all. I believe putting him back in a child's seat was wise. He looks like he could be as old as my Sam. I was surprised to learn that he had started wearing diapers again, which I already see has leaked through his diaper. You know, sis, when you have to put them back in diapers, you must choose a thick and long-lasting option." said his aunt to her sister. Tobias's aunt's words stung his pride, and he felt embarrassed. His aunt helped him leave the car seat while his mother approached and leaned down. She saw tears starting to come down from his eyes. Her finger wiped them away before she hugged Tobias and looked him warmly in the eyes. "Now, let's go inside, remove this wet diaper, and find clean clothes." his mother said.

Andrew was just 10 years old when his parents tragically died in an accident, leaving him understandably emotionally devastated. His mother, Priscilla, originally hailed from Goran, a small yet prosperous principality. The wealth of this tiny country was attributed to Princess Caroline's honest and efficient administration. The national economy thrived on a robust industry and flourishing agriculture, employing the world's most advanced and sophisticated techniques. Despite Goran's longstanding policy of neutrality for over 70 years, the national army remained formidable. Neighboring countries recognized that maintaining Goran as an ally was more advantageous than considering war. One of the most distinctive features of Goran was its strict matriarchal society, where men were regarded as no more mature than five-year-old children. Every Goran man had a female guardian responsible for his care. Priscilla, Andrew's mother, had temporarily left her homeland and fallen in love with her husband, William, with whom she had her son. Naturally, Andrew was raised in a completely different environment. When both of his parents passed away, and there was no one else to entrust the young boy to, it was decided that he should be placed under the care of his mother's older sister. When the plane landed on the runway, Andrew's aunt helped him unbuckle from the seat belt. the young boy gave his little hand to her aunt while she escorted him out of the plane. Stepping out, Andrew was surprised by the hot climate, having been accustomed to a more temperate one. Fortunately, he was dressed in very light clothes: cotton dungarees and a light green shirt. Descending the ladder, he followed his aunt hand in hand to the baggage claim area, where he was taken aback to see adult men dressed like children, some even wearing diapers. (Hi. If you want to play with me you can contact me privately. I would like a narrative roleplay then please don't write only two lines for only answer, I would preferer play Andrew in this roleplay but I'm available to play the caregiver in a roleplay proposed by you)

Sander is on a summer vacation ch1 Introduction: This is the story of a 19-year-old boy named Sander who had to go on vacation with his aunt and cousin at their summer house. He had hoped to be home alone while his folks went on a cruise. Sander is a little short for his age; he is 5'1" and has dark hair and blue-green eyes. He had an extremely feminine build and face. Many people mistook him for a girl. His aunt's name is Heidi, and his cuisine is Hanna. This is how it began. Chapter 1 Sander lay still in bed when the door to his room opened. The sound of steps came in as a hand touched his hair. "Good morning, sleepy head." sanders' mother said. He turned to his mother, who grabbed the duvet and dragged it off him. "Hey, stop!" "You must get up now; we're leaving in a few hours!" his mother said. "Yes, go away," he said. He became irritated as he thought about what he was being punished for. Imagine being punished simply because he was cheeky at a party. Is that so bad? Maybe it was silly to be drunk and flirt with the daughter of my father's boss, but he was punished for not being alone when my father was abroad. I got up and dressed. Downstairs, my parents awaited me for breakfast. "Hey, Junior! You finally got up! Make sure you have some breakfast; we are leaving soon." his father said. Sander went to make himself some breakfast and sat down with them. "I see you're still annoyed by your punishment, Sander. But, after your little stunt at the party you attended, which caused friction with my boss, I expect you to understand. Since we're having difficulty, your buddies will be urging you to do more nonsense. Therefore, you'll be living with your aunt Heidi." his father said. Mom smiled with care before she spoke. "Remember, you'll have a wonderful time with Aunt Heidi. It's been years since you've seen her. Your cousin Hanna will also be there, making it a cozy gathering. Hanna is a little older than you, but you used to have fun playing with her when you were younger. You two used to play house together; it was sweet. I think you had a small crush on her," his mother said with a big smile. Oh my god, Hanna! Will she also join us? Yes, I had a slight crush on her. We always played house together, but I was only about six or seven years old then. She wasn't especially nice to me, but she was beautiful! She always got what she wanted and made me dress girly and other such things. "No, Mom. Please. I promise not to have any house parties." "No, we don't trust you; it's happened too often, and that's final," his mother said, slightly irritated. My mother got furious. The way she stated it made me feel uneasy, even afraid. Then Mom grinned. I was still shivering while thinking about this tour. "Hello! Earth is calling Sander! I'm trying to get in touch with you." said his mom with more irritation. Sander snapped back to earth, "Oh yes, what is it, Mom?" "After finishing your meal, go to your room and pack your bags. Pack carefully, as you will be away for three weeks. After quite a while of packing, my mother entered my room and asked if I was ready. "Yes, I am." As we embarked on our journey to Aunt Heidi's, we settled into the car and prepared for the long drive ahead. Upon reaching our destination, we found Aunt Heidi outdoors, loading her luggage into her vehicle. When we emerged, I spotted Heidi. As she came closer, I could tell she was about to offer me a hug. I was taken aback because she was beautiful, especially for a woman in her late forties. She had a balanced figure, wearing trousers and a blouse. I thought she was in good shape, but I couldn't quite find the words to describe it. Her breasts had a great curve, and the blouse featured a lovely neckline. Her bra showcased her stunning figure, and I felt excited about our vacation. "Hello, Sander. It's great to see you again. It has been a long time, but you haven't grown much since I last saw you. I now understand why your mother needed a babysitter.” his aunt said with a slight smile. Heidi just gave me a somewhat mischievous look. I'm not sure what she's up to! I couldn't respond; I was stunned, but suddenly, my mother grabbed my arm. "But Sander, don't you say hello?" Mom murmured, "Hi, Heidi," and hugged her sister tightly. They stood and talked for quite a while. Dad, furious, honked from his car. He shouted, "We have to go now!" Mom kissed me on the cheek before getting into the car and leaving. Heidi approached me and circled. "Yes, then, it's the two of us, little one," she said. I struggled to lift my bag, which Dad had carried in and out of the car; Heidi noticed and came to help. "Shall I help you?" she said with a little mockingly look in her eyes. "No, I can do it myself; thanks!" I said, a little annoyed. Heidi stood beside me, and I could see her little smile. "No, this takes too much time," she said with a smirk of irritation. Heidi nudged him aside and lifted it as if it were a pillow. I was amazed; she seemed strong, I thought. At the same time, her lips parted. "Yes, it's good to exercise a little; you should try it a bit." his aunt said with a smile. He felt a sense of despair wash over him as he watched all the luggage being loaded inside. As he stood there, feeling forlorn, she walked up, locked eyes with him, and offered a small, reassuring smile. "Now we will just wait for Hanna. Isn't it great that she will also join us? It's perfect! You and she will have a great time together, just like in the old days.” she said with a smile. I looked up and saw a red car. I became focused as the vehicle came to a halt, the door opened, and those long, lovely legs appeared. A tight top made beautiful contours around her figure when she exited the car. Her full-size breasts strained against the tight top, and you could tell she wasn't wearing a bra since her nipples pressed against the cloth. As she stepped out of the car, he noticed tight-fitting shorts rubbing against her bum. He couldn't help but struggle to keep his dick calm. She was so sexy and appealing. The thoughts quickly shifted into a blissful trance; perhaps this wasn't a terrible vacation. Hanna was 24 years old, a little older than Sander, but we played a lot together when we lived side by side. She thought it was great fun playing with him, especially when he had to wear girly clothes. She had a way of always making him wear diapers. Sander always felt like she did it to humiliate him to the max, but she's probably outgrown that by now. Hanna said "hello" to her mother and then looked at Sander. She gazed at him for what seemed like an eternity, then her eyes narrowed, and she started to smile. She approached him, wrapped her arms around him, and hugged him. He felt her breasts press against him, and he closed his eyes slightly in pleasure before she released him and smiled. "I'm glad you'll be joining us, Sander. This will undoubtedly be an amazing summer, as you shall see," said Hanna with a big smile. She eventually retrieved her belongings. After everything was ready, we went to load the car. Heidi opened the door, and Sander noticed the car seat was covered with plastic. She gave me a sly glance. "I sometimes bring some special people to the cabin. There have been some mishaps in the car with them," his aunt said with a sly smile. Hanna giggled slightly at Sander's expression. He felt that his aunt's expression was off-putting. As he looked back at Hanna, she came with a pity-babyish look. "Maybe he should have had a car seat for the babies; I guess he must be right on the border of what is legal," said Hanna with a light laugh. Aunt Heidi gazed at me solemnly and offered a faint smile. “You're probably right, Hanna, but I don't have the opportunity to get it now, and Sander is a big kid now, aren't you? He was not a little boy in diapers, like when you were younger. I remember he always had wet diapers when he played house with you, Hanna," said his aunt with a big smile. He became so embarrassed by what they both said that he just looked out the window. We started driving, and Hanna and Sander talked about all they had done and what had happened since they moved several years ago. Hanna had some water bottles in her purse and asked if he wanted one. "So lovely, thanks. Because it was scorching outside, the water was perfectly normal—and quite refreshing. Summer vacation had commenced. She informed him that she had extensively studied over the previous year. She was relieved that it was summer vacation, that she would have more freedom, and that she could revisit her friends. He suddenly noticed that they were nearing a gas station but paid little attention to it as he leaned against the window, hoping to catch some sleep. Suddenly, Sander jolted awake, his body tense. Hanna glanced at him with wide eyes before a small smile tugged at the corners of her lips. She looked down and noticed a dark line between his crotch and his pants that got darker. He didn't understand why or what had happened. No, he hadn't. She smiled slightly, but he didn't understand why or what had happened. He hadn't wet himself since. He was in diapers. Hanna suddenly yelled out. "Mom, I don't think Sander is that grown,” Hanna said in a tone of laughter. "What? What are you talking about, Hanna?” his aunt said. "Sander wet his pants." Hanna tried to hold back the laughing. He turned red, and I didn't know what to say. What had happened? "I thought that you were a big boy now, Sander. We'll be there soon. He has to wait until we arrive; there are only five minutes of driving left," said his aunt in a slightly irritated tone. As they veered off the busy main road, the car traveled down a secluded private road surrounded by towering trees. Suddenly, a stunning, tranquil lake came into view. They made a right turn and soon stopped the car. As he stepped out of the car, he was struck by the breathtaking sight of the lake. The summer house stood magnificently by the lake, showing grand and beautiful architecture. Its wide entrance welcomed guests, and a balcony offered a stunning lake view. A sizable annex was neighboring the main house, and a floating jetty extended into the water. Suddenly, Heidi came toward him. "Isn't it nice here? I think it's so peaceful here,” said his aunt as she looked at the lake. "Very nice," Sander mumbled as his aunt looked at him. "But Sander, is it something I should know about?" said his aunt with a slight concern in her look. My face flushed, and he comforted Aunt Heidi, saying, "It was just an accident." "Okay, kiddo. You'll have to come with me to change; you're soaking wet," his aunt said with a smile. He glanced downward and realized with dismay that he had entirely forgotten about the embarrassing accident he had just had. They were standing at the main entrance, which she had graciously unlocked for them to enter. Upon entering, they were greeted by a spacious hall where one could conveniently hang up jackets and change into shoes. Beyond the hall, a series of three doors stood in a row. He proceeded further inside, pausing at each door along the way. "The first door is my room, the second is a private room, and the third is yours. The bathroom is next door. You can shower while I collect the luggage. Hanna will sleep outside, in the annex," Aunt Heidi said. He entered the room assigned to him when he came out from the bathroom, wrapped in a large towel. It was a nice, decorated room with a large bed with steel bars in the front and back. His suitcase was open, so he found a T-shirt, boxers, and sweatpants. He was going to wear a pair of boxers when Hanna suddenly walked in. Hi, little one. I thought you were a big kid now. But I should have known; I always had you in diapers when I had fun with you. Always wet. And you were a little excited, too, I remember. Was it the diaper, or was it my breasts?” Hanna said mockingly. Her expression made him tense, so he responded with irritation. "Haven't you heard of knocking?" “No, I'm having a great time, sweet Sander. You would look beautiful in some cute feminine outfits, even more so now. The name Sandra suits you better as you've grown older.” said Hanna with a curious smile. She disappeared. As Sander stepped out, he saw Hanna lounging on a sunbed. She looked attractive lying on her stomach, wearing only tight shorts, with her top off. She was captivatingly beautiful. He couldn't look away despite feeling humiliated and angry by her actions. Suddenly, he heard her voice. "Come on, Sandra. Lay down next to me," Hanna said in a sweet voice. They both lay on their stomachs and started a small chatter. It was nice to hear how she was doing. Aunt Heidi called out to us after a long time on the sunbed. "Let's eat, kids," said Aunt Heidi. It was finally time to retire to bed after a delightful supper and a wonderful evening together. He went to the bathroom to brush his teeth before heading to his room. As he settled in, Hanna and Heidi bid him good night. Exhausted, he quickly drifted off to sleep.

I know there are plenty of posts about getting caught here. Nevertheless, I am interested if you have ever been caught by your neighbors and how they reacted? Some also make a large Durcheinender in your diaper since you have already been caught because of the smell? The same applies to family members and friends. What I am also interested in if you have an ABDL Lifestyle who have you told? Because it's hard to keep it a secret. I will start. My mother often caught me in diapers and clothes but she doesn't talk about it but she didn't think it was okay. My aunt knows it too, she didn't like it at first, she caught me too, I explained everything to her and then she saw it neutrally but avoided talking about it.