DLFez Posted August 23 Posted August 23 This will not be a particularly complicated story, nor is it terribly original. It will hit many of the same notes as any number of stories on this site and, as such, should probably not be read by anyone đ. But itâs been kicking around in my head, and I need to procrastinate on some other responsibilities, so here it is. There will be no overly cruel punishments, abusive parents, forced regression, or turning a bedroom into a crib. Neither, however, is it a slow burn or an attempt at 100-chapter serial. Just your run-of-the mill DL story about a kid who discovers that he likes going potty in his pants. This is intentionally not great literature - there are no deep conflicts. It's just the kind of story I enjoy as I reflect on my early days of trying to come to grips with wanting to have "accidents" on purpose, though that never led to diapers until I bought them myself much later. I don't know if there will be any more chapters after these two. If there is interest, I have some ideas for a few more chapters. Part One: It was an accident! Jacob sat on the school bus, growing increasingly concerned. While he should have been rejoicing that it was Friday and that he only had one week of second grade left, all he could think about was how bad he had to use the bathroom.   His need had been growing since lunchtime; while he normally pooped before school, he hadnât been able to go that morning. And he absolutely hated using the school toilets. Not only were they frequently disgusting, but it was also not uncommon that some of the more annoying boys in the class would throw things over the stall at anyone who was using the bathroom. When school ended, Jacob wasnât concerned about making it home to the toilet. He needed to go, but it wasnât an emergency As the ride continued, however, the pressure began to grow. As Jacob began to worry that he might not make it home, he grew increasingly nervous. It would be one thing if this were a one-time incident, but heâd had a series of accidents over the last week. While each was unrelated, he was really worried about what his mom would say if he had another one. The first accident had been the previous Saturday. He was playing at a local neighborhood park with some friends. He knew he needed to pee, but didnât want to stop playing. While all his friends happily went over to the tree line and peed outdoors, Jacob had never been comfortable peeing outside. By the time he finally gave in and headed to his house, it was too late. Halfway home the damn burst and he fully wet his shorts. His mom and dad werenât mad but told him to come home sooner next time. As this was his first accident in over a year, they werenât too concerned. Then on Wednesday it had happened again. This time, he swore it wasnât his fault. Wednesday was club day, and the one day a week his mom picked him up rather than riding the bus home. He was at puzzle club for their last meeting of the school year when the teacher/sponsor had to step out for a minute. He told the students not to leave the room, that he would be back in a few minutes. Jacob, unfortunately, really needed to pee. He had been about to ask to go to the bathroom when the teacher left. He knew the school rules during the day would require him to have a bathroom pass, and he didnât know if he would get in trouble if he left the room without permission. Finally, he decided to risk it and run to the bathroom; unfortunately, as it was after school, the first bathroom he got to was being cleaned. Before he made it to the next one, he began to lose control. He felt himself start to pee and struggled to hold it back. By the time he made it to the toilet, there were obvious wet marks on his pants, though he did avoid a complete soaking. As he tried to hold back tears, he had walked back to the classroom. When he got to the door, he made eye contact with his now returned teacher and motioned for him to come out. As soon as the teacher saw him, he came out and walked him to the office. On the way, he told Jacob that club was almost over anyway, the school was empty and no one would see him. He also told him that if this ever happened again, he had permission during clubs to go to the bathroom. At the office, they called his mom, Maria, who was already on the way with Jacobâs four-year-old brother in tow. Rather than picking him up at the usual location, she came in the school to pick him up at the office and was able to shield him from other students. On the way home, she said, âTwo accidents in a week! If this continues we may have to do something about this!â She was smiling as she said it, but saw the panic on Jacobâs face as he struggled to hold back tears. He said, âI would have made it if the teacher had been there and the bathroom hadnât been closed!â She responded, âJacob, itâs ok â accidents happen. You do need to pay more attention to your bladder and not wait so long, but youâre not in trouble. Weâll get you home and clean you up.â Gavin had started to laugh, but even at four, realized that there was just enough tension to not say anything. That night, Maria and Jacobâs dad did have a short conversation with him that he was getting older now and needed to pay attention to his bathroom needs more. Jacob really didnât feel the conversation was necessary as these were his first accidents in a very long time and just a few months earlier he had finally been able to stop wearing goodnites to bed as his bedwetting had almost completely stopped. While he still had the occasional pee dream, he normally woke up before he completely wet the bed leading, at most, to slightly damp underwear. As he thought about all of this while sitting on the bus trying not to poop his pants â the two accidents, being dry at night, and his parentsâ warning that he needed to be responsible â he was concerned about what his mom would say if he didnât make it to the bathroom in time. Initially, Jacob was convinced he was going to make it. His confidence began to wane when he stood up at his stop. Thankfully, there was only one other kid getting off at his stop today, and they would be walking in different directions. Jacobâs internal debate once the bus left was whether to walk/run quickly but give up a little control, or walk slowly while really trying to hold it in. He initially decided on the latter strategy, only to feel the first bit of poop begin to push out. When he clenched to try and hold it in, he felt a spurt of pee and looked down; sure enough, it was just enough to leave a small spot on his khaki shorts. He broke into a run. That proved to be a mistake. A very large movement began to work its way into his underwear. He felt the pressure of it against his underwear and thought it might stop, but it just kept coming. By the time he got to his door, his bowels had fully emptied and his pants felt about 10 pounds heavier. To add insult to injury, his bladder had joined the fun and added to the wet spot on his shorts. As he paused at this door, his concern turned to his mother. She worked from home; some days she was so busy either with work or Gavin that Jacob could make it upstairs without seeing her. He hoped today was one of those days. It was not. Maria was in the kitchen when Jacob entered the house. âHey Jacob, how was school today? Put your backpack down and come grab a snack. I made a special almost-end-of-the school year snack for you and Gavin.â âThatâs ok, mom, Iâm going to head upstairs for a minute!â Jacob was hoping he could make it to the upstairs bathroom, clean up and change before his mom found out about his accident. He hadnât figured out what to do with his now very poopy underwear, but he knew he didnât want his mom to see him. Maria, being a mom, heard the quiver in Jacobâs voice and said, âhold on a sec â Iâll be right there.â As she approached the entry way, she saw the wet streaks on Jacobâs shorts and the tears on his cheeks. âOh, Jacob, you had another accident. Letâs get you cleaned up.â Then she paused for a second, not believing her nose. âJacob, did you poop your pants?â âNo,â he responded quietly, trying not to cry. Maria, normally patient, turned Jacob around and pulled out the back of his shorts and underwear, inspecting the damage. âPlease donât lie to me again. Head up to your bathroom and wait for me to get there.â Maria was a little concerned. Jacob was a good kid who really didnât get in trouble much, but this was three accidents in a week, and this one was poopy on top of it. Four-year-old Gavin hadnât even had an accident in weeks, though he was still in diapers at night. She really was at a loss at what to do. At the moment, however, she had to deal with Jacobâs messy underwear. She grabbed a trash bag and a package of diaper wipes and headed upstairs. Maria laid the trash bag on the bathroom floor and said, âstand on this and take your shorts off. Not your underwear. Just let the shorts fall down and step out of them.â Once Jacob had done that, Maria helped him ease his underwear down and cleaned him up with the diaper wipes âOk, Jacob, while I deal with this, hop in the shower and finish cleaning up. Use a washcloth and make sure to wash your bottom very well. Once youâre done, wrap yourself up in a towel and come to your room.â Jacob couldnât believe he had pooped himself. His mom wasnât yelling at him, but she was clearly not happy. Once Jacob finished his shower, he went to his room where he found his mother waiting for him. She began to speak, âJacob, Iâm not mad, but you have had three accidents in one week. You pooped your pants today.â Jacob started to interject to defend himself. One look from his mom told him to wait. She asked him, âare you feeling bad, or do you not notice when you need to go?â Jacob shook his head no, âtheyâre just accidents. I waited too long to come home from the park, but the other accidents werenât my fault! I didnât know I could leave the club to go the bathroom and then the bathroom I went to was closed. Today, I didnât want to use the bathroom at school because theyâre gross and just couldnât make it home!â Maria answered, âwell, part of growing up is managing your potty needs. Youâve been really good! You are dry at night, but three times in one week is hard to ignore. If you are having a problem, we can go to the doctor, but we need to do something.â âIâm sorry! I didnât mean to! Iâm not sick. They were just accidents.â âWell, we are going to try to do something to drive home that this is important. So hereâs what weâre going to do. Youâre going to wear one of Gavinâs diapers for the rest of the evening and overnight. Every time you need to use the bathroom, you are going to come find me or your dad when he gets home. If you donât keep the diaper dry, you will wear a diaper whenever we are home this weekend.â Jacob began crying, âbut what if we have to go somewhere?â Maria answered, âweâre not trying to embarrass you â we wonât make you wear a diaper out of the house or if anyone comes over, but we just want to make sure you take this seriously.â With that, Maria told Jacob to lay on the bed. She left for a moment a returned with a diaper. âIâm not even going to powder you because I donât think you will use this diaper.â As she diapered him, Jacob began to calm down. Jacob was average size for a 7 year old; his brother was almost five and wore size 7 pampers. They were a little snug on Jacob, but not unreasonably so. Jacob was still sniffling as Maria taped the diaper up, but he was no longer actively crying. He was determined that he was not going to wet this diaper. Once she was done, Maria helped Jacob sit up and handed him a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. She gave him a hug and said, âletâs go have that treat now. And remember, let me know if you need to use the potty.â Jacob was certain he was going to keep the diaper dry.  That evening, Jacob twice asked his parents for help going to the bathroom. Before bed, Maria went ahead and put a new diaper on him as the tapes on the first one were beginning to give out. As he laid down to go to sleep, Jacob really thought about the diaper for the first time. He was upset he was wearing it, but he also realized that he had indeed had three accidents in one week. He needed to pay better attention. At the same time, he had kind of been missing the feeling of his goodnites. Once his last box ran out, his parents decided his bed wetting was infrequent and light enough that he could wear regular underwear to bed. Jacob felt much older when he started wearing regular underwear to bed, but the goodnites had been comforting. This diaper was thicker and softer. Though embarrassing, he kind of liked how it felt. That night, he had one of his pee dreams. During most of these dreams, Jacob would be in search of a toilet but would always come across a very dirty, broken, or public place that he just didnât want to pee in. Eventually, he would give in to use whatever weird toilet he had found and start peeing. Normally, he would jolt awake just as he started peeing. Most nights, he woke up before any damage occurred. On occasion, he would let out a little spurt that would dampen his pajamas before he ran to the bathroom. On this night, he didnât dream about toilets. Instead, his dream involved his mother putting a diaper on him. In the dream, his mom didnât tell him to keep it dry, however. She told him he was diapered and could just use it. He kept trying to resist until he finally gave in and started to wet his diaper. Jacob woke up just as he started to pee and managed to stop. As he usually did when he woke up from a pee dream, he immediately reached to feel the front of his pajamas. Thatâs when he remembered he was actually wearing a diaper. He didnât think it felt wet, and was determined not to wear a diaper all weekend, so he got up and made his way to the bathroom. He managed to undo one side of the diaper, pee, and then sort of get the tape back on before going back to bed. The next morning, his mother came in a little earlier than she normally would on a Saturday. She asked, âdid you sleep ok?â Jacob nodded. Maria then said, âlet me check your diaper, and if itâs dry, you can get dressed in underwear.â He stood up and started to take off his pajama bottoms. As his mom reached to feel the diaper, Jacob said, âMom! Can I just take it off in the bathroom and show you?â âSure, honey, that would be fine.â Jacob went to the bathroom while his mother waited outside. He took off the diaper and used the potty. Though he thought it was weird, after he washed his hands he opened the door and handed his mom the diaper. âIt seems a little damp,â Maria said. âI had a pee dream, but I woke in time to go to the potty. I guess a little leaked out.â âI think we will count that as dry, then. Jacob. Thatâs not out of the ordinary for you. You can stay in underwear this weekend, but you need to be more careful. We will revisit this if you have any more accidents; you have a physical coming up soon as well. We can talk about it with your doctor.â Being forced to wear a diaper one evening was enough for Jacob. Though he had to admit it was kind of soft and comfortable, he was not going to have any more accidents.  Part Two: Making a Choice As the school year ended and summer began, Jacob had avoided any more accidents or even any really close calls. Gavin had asked a few questions the Saturday after Jacob pooped his pants, but he listened when Maria and James (Jacobâs dad) had told him sometimes accidents happen and not to make fun of his brother. Jacob was always nice to him about his nighttime diapers and never laughed when he had an accident, so Gavin left it alone. Jacob had even overcome his fear of the school toilets during the last week of school, though he was still nervous when he had to use it. Still, Jacob had been thinking about his accidents a lot. He had also been thinking about the night he had spent in a diaper. He did not want to have accidents and he did not want to be a baby â he loved being recognized for his maturity! But at the same time, as he thought back to how it felt when he wet and messed his pants, he didnât really hate it. He was kind of curious what it would be like to do it again and have time to really feel it. When he thought about this, though, he immediately dismissed the thought as ridiculous. Even more, he was really curious about wearing a diaper again. He considered just stealing one of his brotherâs to see what it was like, but with his mom around the house all the time, he didnât think this was realistic. And just like the idea of having another accident created conflicting emotions, he really didnât want to be put back in a diaper or get caught in a diaper. At least he really tried to convince himself he didnât want to. This led to the fateful day. Jacob typically got up fairly early in the morning for a 7-year-old on summer break. During the summer, he spent a lot of time playing with his friends, playing video games, and swimming at the neighborhood pool. Today, however, Jacob was in his backyard playing on his and Gavinâs play set. After some time spent climbing around, Jacob found himself beside their little sandbox playing with his trucks. Though he usually thought of himself as too old for his digging toys, this morning he was having fun. He also realized he hadnât pooped yet and was beginning to really need to use the bathroom. He decided to keep playing rather than rushing inside. As he played, he began to wonder what it would feel like to just let go in his pants. The more he tried to push this idea aside, the more he thought about doing it. He didnât really think about consequences, he was just thinking about seeing what it would feel like. Eventually, he reached the point where he had to make a choice: go inside and use the bathroom or let nature take its course. While playing he had moved into a semi-squatting position, resting on his knees. He started to get up to go inside and then just didnât. He relaxed to see what would happen. Nothing. He gave a small push and felt his underwear dampen. At that, he looked down at his crotch and gave another push. He was fascinated as his gray shorts began to darken from another spurt of pee. Then he felt his poop start. He watched between his legs as the lump began to grow, fascinated with all the feelings of pooping his underwear on purpose. He remembered the weight of his accident from a few weeks ago; this was very similar. As the first bit of poop began to slow down he gave another push which not only caused the lump in his shorts to grow but also led to a full soaking of his pants. He was fascinated with the pee running from his shorts onto the ground. While it seemed to take forever, he was soon finished, now with very full, very wet pants.  Maria had just taken a break and was about to head outside to take Jacob a drink and have a chat about their summer plans. As she got to the back door, she paused as something about Jacobâs posture seemed odd. He was squatting down, very still and was looking at the ground it seemed; she was actually a little worried about him when she noticed the back of his shorts began to balloon out. No, there was no way he was doing what she thought he was doing. Then she saw streams of pee hitting the ground. She really didnât know what to think; she was so surprised she wasnât even mad. Maria opened the door.  Jacobâs bliss at the feelings of his âaccidentâ lasted only a few moments before panic set in. What had he done? How was he going to hide this? What would his mom say? At that moment he heard the door open. He froze. In his mind, if he didnât move, maybe she wouldnât see the evidence of his accident.  Maria walked toward Jacob, âhey honey, I brought you some water â you donât want to get dehydrated today.â She really wanted to see what he would do next. As she got to him, he looked up at her with a red face. âoh, Jacob, did you have an accident?â Jacob had no words. He tried to say something, but all that came out was, âuhâŚâ As Maria kneeled down and pulled back the back of his shorts and underwear, she said, âit looks like someone went poopy!â At that Jacob began to cry and said, âI couldnât make it.â He stood up and Maria gave him a hug. âHey, kiddo, head to the bathroom and wait for me there.â As Jacob began to make his way inside, Maria really wasnât sure what to do. It was clear that Jacob had very intentionally peed and pooped his pants. Yelling and being mad wasnât going to do any good right now. She needed to really talk to him about this. She went inside and got a trash bag and wipes just as she had a few weeks ago and made her way to the bathroom. Once again, she helped him lower his underwear and cleaned him up and told him to get in the shower. This time, however, she brought a few more supplies to his room. While he was in the shower, she put a towel on the bed with a diaper, some diaper cream, and baby powder. Then she waited.  In the shower, Jacob was a wreck. He couldnât explain why he had pooped and wet his pants on purpose, but he also knew he had really enjoyed the sensations. Watching his shorts expand had been mesmerizing. While he shouldnât have done it, he really did like how it felt. He did not, however, want to talk to his mother. He wondered if she was going to diaper him again, and what his other punishments would be. Would he be grounded from the pool? From playing with his friends? He could feel his tears welling up again as he thought about the consequences of his actions. Eventually, he made it to his room and saw the towel, diaper and diapering supplies. His mom, though, didnât look mad. As he stood there in a towel, she started speaking. âJacob, I want you to be honest with me. Was that really an accident this morning?â Jacob froze for a second. The way she asked, it seemed like she already knew (she always knew). He whispered, âno.â âI didnât think so â I saw you through the back window. It looked like you intentionally made poopies in your pants.â Jacob winced at the babyish term his mom used. âI really donât know. I just did.â This was a very honest answer. âHow about your earlier accidents. Were those on purpose too?â âNo! those really were accidents. They all happened exactly like I said! This was the first time I did it on purpose.â âSo why did you poop your pants this morning?â She really wanted some form of answer. âI guess I wanted to see what it felt like. I just kind of did it.â âAnd?â âAnd what?â âWhat did it feel like? Did you like it?â At that Jacob turned multiple shades of red and froze. âYou can answer me. Iâm not angry, Iâm just trying to understand whatâs going on.â Jacob paused another moment and then just whispered, âyes.â âYes, what?â âYes, I liked how it felt.â âI really donât know what to do right now. You didnât have an accident, so I assume you can make it to the bathroom if you want to. I donât think punishing you will fix this. At the same time, I donât really want to clean up wet and poopy clothes. I would really appreciate it if you wouldnât intentionally poop your pants. So Iâm giving you a choice. Do you want me to put a diaper on you or are you going to wear underwear and keep it clean?â âI⌠I donât know.â âIt seems to me if you donât know that the answer is probably yes, that you want a diaper.â Jacob looked down and then slowly nodded. âOk â hop up on the towel and letâs get you diapered.â Maria got Jacob to lift his hips and slid the diaper under him. As she applied some diaper cream and baby powder, she continued to talk. Jacob couldnât look at his mother in the face, but he noticed every little thing she did as she diapered him. In particular, the scent of the powder triggered memories in him. âI really donât know what we are going to do here. Iâm going to talk to your father about this tonight. For today, you can keep this diaper on as long as you want to. If you get tired of it, you can take it off and put on regular underwear. If you wear regular underwear and have an accident, though we know it isnât an accident [she winked], you will be in trouble. If you want help taking the diaper off to use the bathroom that is fine.â Jacob laid in silence as Maria finished diapering him. âDoes this mean I can use the diaper?â Maria sighed. âYou wonât be in trouble if you use it. Today. But this isnât going to be a full-time thing. After I talk to your dad tonight, we are going to have a conversation. If you want to wear one again, I donât know what we will say. For today, you can wear a diaper. Weâll talk about tomorrow later.â âTell you what, Iâm going to head downstairs. You put on whatever you want and come down when you are ready.â Jacob stayed on his bed for a few more minutes thinking about the fact that his mother had caught him pooping and peeing his pants on purpose, that even as embarrassing as that was, he had enjoyed the feeling, and that he was now wearing a diaper and, as far as he understood, was going to be allowed to use it. He thought briefly about what Gavin would say if he saw him but decided it didnât matter. He saw Gavin in his nighttime diaper all the time, and Gavin had seen him in his goodnites. Jacob got off the bed and looked at himself in the mirror in just a diaper. He wasnât sure what he thought, but he didnât hate it and was definitely not upset. He grabbed a t-shirt to put on and headed downstairs to play some video games. 8
Pierry Louys Posted August 24 Posted August 24 I think Jacob was jealous of his little brother and to feel what is like to be a baby boy but I think he didnât think this trough and gonna be a little embarrassed when his mom and dad treat him like a baby especially in public Making him use his diaper for everything and use toddler clothes and things like stroller high chair and toddler leash , curios to see moreÂ
brenty Posted August 24 Posted August 24 Very fun story! Iâd love if you continued it and Jacob regressed back to full time diapers.Â
DLFez Posted August 25 Author Posted August 25 I'm sorry to disappoint y'all, but I tend to prefer stories that aren't full regression or punishment. This is a conflict-light story; it leans a little more into realism. I have definite plans for a few more parts and a little bit of punishment, but it won't be full on forcing Jacob to be a baby or turning his room into a nursery. I hope you still enjoy it. Part Three: The Deal Jacob reached the top of the stairs and paused for a moment. Here he was, seven years old, wearing just a diaper and a shirt. He couldnât even really pinpoint how it had come to this, but he was relishing the feeling of the soft diaper on his waist. He considered returning to his room to grab shorts for a moment, but he figured his mom had put the diaper on him, and he didnât really see a point in hiding from his brother. He went downstairs to the playroom and sat down to play his switch. He decided to play a little MarioKart as it didnât really require much concentration. As he sat there, he began to wonder if this is really what he wanted. Over the last few weeks, he had been thinking about his accidents and the evening he spent in a diaper, but he hadnât considered the possibility that he would be wearing one again by choice. Would he use it? He really didnât know. All he knew right now was that he loved how the diaper felt. It had only been about 8:30 in the morning when he had gone to the bathroom in his pants; his brother Gavin finally came downstairs about 10:00. As usual in the morning, Gavin came downstairs wearing his pajamas with his night diaper clearly visible underneath it, carrying his stuffed t-rex under an arm.  Gavin normally went to find his mom to change him out of his wet diaper when he got up. This morning, however, he heard the sounds of Jacob playing  Mariokart and wandered into the playroom. He saw his older brother sitting in just a diaper and a t-shirt and stopped short. He blurted out, âWhy are you wearing a diaper?â Jacob froze for a moment. When he was wearing Goodnites to bed, Jacob never really gave Gavinâs diaper a second thought. Jacob realized that over the last few months since he had stopped wearing Goodnites, he had paid more attention to his little brotherâs nighttime attire. That attention had increased over the last few weeks as he had begun to wonder what it would be like to wear a diaper again. He realized when he made his choice not to wear shorts, his brother would see him, but he hadnât thought about what he would say. He kept it short. âI had an accident and mom put a diaper on me.â It was mostly true, after all. âDo you want to race me?â Gavin stood for a moment longer, then decided to join his brother racing Mariokart rather than finding his mom to get dressed for the day.  It was about 20 minutes later that Maria decided to check on Gavin â she normally let him sleep in during the summer, but 10:30 was her limit. As she left her office, she heard the sound of the boys laughing in the playroom. This surprised her a little as Gavin usually wanted to get out of his diaper as soon as possible once he got up. Theyâd even had a problem of him taking it off and leaving it on his floor so he could put on his big boy underwear. Maria had instituted a rule that he had to come to her to take it off to make sure he got cleaned up before getting dressed. What Maria saw in the playroom gave her a little start. First, she had expected that Jacob would cover up his diaper, not wear it openly in front of his brother. Second, she had not expected to see her two boys who were quite potty trained during the day playing video games in their diapers. She stood at the door and waited for the race to end before saying, âdoes anyone need to get a diaper change?â Jacob turned red at this point and quietly said, âIâm still dry.â Gavin jumped up and said, âIâm a big boy â do I have to wear a diaper today too, or can I put on my day clothes?â Maria breathed a sign of relief. For a moment, she was worried that Gavin would want to copy his brother and wear a diaper as well. It looked like she would only have to deal with one kid in diapers today, though.  After Gavin got dressed, Maria gave the boys a small snack and drinks. On a whim, she gave Jacob a sippy cup along with Gavin even though he hadnât used one in at least two years. Jacob gave her a look but took it anyway. The boys played trains in the playroom until lunchtime. Even though he was a little older, Jacob still enjoyed building different track configurations for their wooden trains; he would build cool tracks, and Gavin would laugh gleefully as he raced the trains around until they all crashed. While they played, Jacob stopped thinking about his diaper at all. Periodically, Maria would poke her head in the room and marvel at her seven-year-old son crouched over the train tracks in a diaper. She really didnât know where this was going to go, but she did find it a little cute. Around noon, Maria called the boys in for lunch. Jacob carried his sippy cup into the kitchen. He was accustomed to getting his own drinks by now and rarely spilled, so he was a little surprised when his mom had given him the sippy cup. He kind of liked using it, though. It made him feel like an even smaller kid. At the same time, he didnât want to give up all the perks of being a big boy, so he popped the lid off and filled it back up with water for lunch. He then did the same for Gavin. Over a lunch of sandwiches, chips, and watermelon, Jacob felt the first twinges in his bladder. As he finished eating, he realized that he was going to have to make a choice. Do I pee my diaper, or do I take it off to go to the potty? As soon as the thought entered his mind, Jacob knew he wasnât going to the potty. At the same time, he wasnât just going to pee in his diaper at the lunch table. He decided to hold it for the time being and see what happened. After they were finished with lunch, he helped clear the table by putting the dishes in the sink. He refilled his sippy cup one more time and asked his mom if he and Gavin could play outside this afternoon. Maria had been a little taken aback after lunch. Here was her seven-year-old acting just as he normally did â Jacob was usually helpful and today was no different. He had filled up drinks for him and his brother and even helped clean up after lunch, all while wearing a diaper. And aside from a few moments of embarrassment, he didnât seem at all self-conscious about the fact that he was diapered while his little brother was in regular clothes. When he asked to go outside, she started to recommend that he put on shorts, but given the height of their fence, no one could see in the backyard anyways. Instead, she just said sure, but recommended he put his shoes back on. While playing with Gavin after lunch, Jacobâs moment finally came. He and Gavin had been taking turns going down the slide and then rushing back to the top as they played some sort of game that they really couldnât explain. On one of his trips up the little rock wall on the play set, Jacob knew he was going to pee soon. As Jacob sat at the top of the slide, he paused for a moment and relaxed. Nothing happened initially, so he gave a little push and felt a spurt of pee enter his diaper. He smiled and started down the slide. By the time he got to the bottom, the little spurt turned into a stream, and as he stood up, he finished emptying his bladder. Jacob didnât have all the words to describe how his wet diaper felt, but he knew it was so much better than what he had experienced earlier that day when he pooped his pants. The warmth and squishiness was amazing. He stood in his revery for a moment, enjoying the feeling of his wet diaper. It wasnât until Gavin yelled, âIâm coming downâ that Jacob stirred and resumed playing their game.  By the time Maria called the boys in to cool down and rest, Jacob had added a bit more to his diaper which was now getting a little droopy. He was enjoying the sensation of the weight shifting when he moved. Gavin didnât always take a nap, but each afternoon he at least laid down in his room for a bit. During this time, Jacob would often go to his room to read. When the boys came in this time, Maria immediately noticed Jacobâs wet diaper. Rather than pointing it out, she got both boys a drink and told Gavin that it was time to head upstairs for a bit. As much as they had been running around, he didnât even protest. She told Jacob to wait in his room while she put Gavin down in his bed. As Jacob headed to his room, he wasnât sure what his momâs reaction would be to his wet diaper. She had told him he wouldnât be in trouble for using it, but this was uncharted territory. He had intentionally wet his diaper and had continued playing for at least an hour afterwards while peeing more. He also knew that he loved the feeling. When he got to his room he grabbed a book and sat in his beanbag chair, waiting for his mom.  It wasnât long before Maria appeared in Jacobâs room holding a diaper, wipes, ointment, and baby powder. As she entered the room she said, âWe need to get my big boy out of his wet diaper! Do you want to go back to big boy underwear, or do you want to put on another diaper?â Jacob didnât hesitate nearly as long this time. âCan I wear another diaper please?â The towel from earlier was still on the bed. Maria told him to lay down so she could change him. As she untaped the diaper, she said, âwow, you really wet this one! If you are going to wear diapers we have to be careful. When itâs hot like this, you donât want to stay in a wet diaper too long â we donât want you to get a rash. You need to let me know when you need a change.â With that, she told Jacob to lift his hips and removed the wet diaper, replacing it with a dry one. She cleaned him up, applied a little ointment and baby powder before taping him into a new diaper. Then she said, âJacob â your dad and I are going to talk about this tonight. For today, you can keep wearing diapers, but you should put on shorts before your dad gets home. We have a lot to think about. I didnât expect to be putting diapers on my oldest son today! If â and I do mean if â we let you keep wearing diapers we are going to have to figure out some rules. If you tell me now that you are done and wonât wear diapers after today, we wonât worry about that conversation so much. So⌠what do you think? Are you getting this out of your system?â All Jacob could say was, âI donât think I want to stop right now. I really like my diapers.â Maria pulled him up into a hug and said, âOk, weâll talk more tonight.â  Jacob was downstairs helping set the table when his dad James got home. As usual, he hung his keys up and said hi to everyone and asked if he could help finish up dinner. As the lasagna was almost done baking and salad was already made, Maria asked him to get drinks and wash up. While James started filling glasses and carrying them to the table, Jacob finished putting the silverware at everyoneâs place. James did a double-take â he could swear something looked off about Jacobâs shorts. Back in the kitchen, James whispered to Maria, âdid Jacob have another accident? It looks like heâs wearing a diaper.â âWeâre going to have a chat after dinner. Heâs wearing a diaper, but itâs a little complicated.â At that moment, Jacob came in the kitchen and tapped his motherâs arm. âUh, mom, can I get some help for a minute?â Maria answered, âIs this about the table or something else.â âSomething else â I need help with...â Jacob looked at his dad, âhelp with something in my room.â Maria said, âDo you need a diaper change? Itâs ok, your dad knows youâre wearing a diaper.â James got a little red and nodded. âLetâs be quick â the lasagna is almost done.â  After dinner, Maria told the boys to go the playroom and either watch a movie or play Wii. Normally, this would be family time, but Jacob knew his mom and dad were having a conversation about him. He got a little worried when they went in his momâs office and closed the door. What were they going to decide? And what did he even want? He knew that if given a choice, he would wear diapers again, but he also was sure he didnât want any of his friends to know. He also thought that if today was the only day he got to spend in diapers, it had at least been a good day. About thirty minutes into another rewatch of Cars, James came in the playroom and said, âJacob, can you come join us at the table?â Gavin, engrossed in the movie, ignored this. Jacob slowly stood up and followed his dad.  James started the conversation, âso, you like wearing diapers.â James was always very matter of fact with the children, so why would this be any different? Jacob nodded. Maria spoke next, âI did a little research this afternoon, and it seems you arenât alone. Some kids miss diapers and want to wear them again. I just want to hear from you â why do you think you want to wear diapers?â âI donât know. I guess after I stopped wetting the bed I was happy that I was a big boy, but I missed how comfortable my Goodnites were. And I guess I was a little jealous that Gavin still got to wear diapers at night.â James then asked, âso were those accidents on purpose?â âNo! Those were all really accidents â well, except for this morning.â James continued, âand youâve been using your diaper today. Do you think this has been enough, or do you think you will want to wear them some more.â âI really like them.â Now it was Mariaâs turn. âOk, we are going to have a few rules in place. First, you need to let us know when you want a diaper on. At any time, you can choose to go back to underwear, but you need to ask me or your dad if you want a diaper on. If you want to take it off, just put it in the diaper pail in Gavinâs room and put on underwear.â Second, diapers are expensive. If you want to wear diapers, you are going to have to earn them with chores. You already help with setting the table and doing dishes, but we are going to give you a chore list. If you start skipping chores or fussing about helping, we take your diapers away. Third, you need to let us know when you need a change. We may ask from time to time or check if you need a change, but you need to make sure to let us know if you are wet or messy so we can keep you clean.â Here James made a little joke, âI bet weâll be able to tell when youâre messy.â âDad!â Jacob giggled at that. Maria continued, âwhen we go out, you will not be wearing a diaper. At least for now. For example, tomorrow afternoon, I was going to take you and Gavin swimming. You wonât wear a diaper for that. At the same time, if you are wearing underwear, we expect you to use the potty and be responsible. If you have an accident in your underwear, you are going to get grounded. Obviously if weâre stuck somewhere and you honestly try to make it, you wonât be in a lot of trouble, but we expect you to act like a big boy when you arenât in a diaper. Finally, if this keeps up, we are going to have to put a diaper pail in your room. We may also teach you to change your own diaper. Iâm not sure your dad and I are excited about going back to changing diapers all the time â but we will see how that goes.â When Maria finished, James said, âkiddo, Iâm still not sure what to think about this. The few parenting websites your mom showed me said to go with it for now, but we are going to mention it to your doctor at your next check-up.â Noticing Jacobâs reaction, James continued, âlook, your doctor needs to know all about you so we can make sure youâre healthy. She needs to know about this too. Most importantly, know that your mother and I love you no matter what.â  With that, the three of them went to the playroom to watch the end of Cars with Gavin. After it ended, James turned on a baseball game while the boys played with some of their new Legos. While playing, Jacob paused for a moment to wet his diaper; while he thought he was being subtle, his parents shared a knowing glance.  It wasnât long before it was time to get ready for bed. Maria marched Gavin to the bathroom for his bath; as usual, Jacob waited downstairs until he heard them leave the bathroom so he could go for his shower. As he got up, his dad said, âJacob, make sure to put your used diaper in the pail after you shower.â Jacob normally took his pajamas in the bathroom with him, but he wasnât sure what to do tonight. He decided to go ahead and bring his sleep shorts with him. After his shower, he dried off and put his shorts on without underwear, then dutifully went to Gavinâs room to throw away his diaper. Gavin, still awake, asked, âdo you have to stay in diapers tonight?" Jacob answered, âyes, I have to wear a diaper tonight.â All Gavin said was, âok.â When Jacob got to his room, he saw a diaper and changing supplies on his bed, but no one was waiting. He ventured downstairs to his dad and asked, âwhereâs mom?â âSheâs taking a shower in our bathroom. What do you need?â âI, uh, need help getting ready for bed.â âYou need a diaper? âYesâŚâ âWell, Iâve changed you more than a few times. I guess I can give you a hand.â With that, James followed Jacob upstairs and helped him diaper up. While he finished taping up the diaper, he said, âI guess weâll have to get used to this if youâre going to keep wearing diapers. We probably need to get you your own diapers as these are a little small. Probably some powder, cream and wipes as well. Your mom and I will talk about it.â After his diaper was on, Jacob stood up and reached for his shorts then paused and said, âDad, thank you for this,â then gave him a big hug.  That night, Jacob had another diaper pee dream. This time he was moving from scene to scene â playing soccer, eating hot dogs, reading a book â but always in a diaper with nothing else on. Eventually, he realized he needed to pee and just as he did with most pee dream, woke in a start. He started to rush to the bathroom, then remembered what he was wearing. He released his bladder and went back to sleep.  7
Hawkx1 Posted August 26 Posted August 26 19 hours ago, DLFez said: âwhen we go out, you will not be wearing a diaper. At least for now. For example, tomorrow afternoon, I was going to take you and Gavin swimming. You wonât wear a diaper for that. At the same time, if you are wearing underwear, we expect you to use the potty and be responsible. This might be a problem the more time one spends in a diaper the more the body gets use to going whenever diaper or not. This might be a rule that will overtime become impossible to follow. 1
wetdiaper55 Posted August 26 Posted August 26 I think Jacob wants to be the baby of the family . I like the story .
DLFez Posted August 26 Author Posted August 26 3 hours ago, Hawkx1 said: This might be a problem the more time one spends in a diaper the more the body gets use to going whenever diaper or not. This might be a rule that will overtime become impossible to follow. He did already have a few accidents before diapers... we will have to see. 2 hours ago, wetdiaper55 said: I think Jacob wants to be the baby of the family . I like the story . Without saying too much, I'm trying to convey Jacob's split desire to be mature with his desire to go potty in his pants and feel little.Â
DLFez Posted August 26 Author Posted August 26 Productive procrastination is a hell of a drug.   Part Four: Settling In The next morning, Jacob woke up as he heard his dadâs car pull out of the garage. He started to get up to use the bathroom but then remembered the events of the previous day. Was he really wearing a diaper? Had his parents really told him he could wear diapers when he wanted to? And had he really peed in it while half asleep last night? He reached down to his shorts and felt the diaper just to confirm it was really there â it felt a little squishy but not completely full. He started to think about his day and exploring diapers a bit more, though he did remember that his mom had said they were going swimming in the afternoon. First things first was that he did need to pee. He decided to do something a little different. He got out of bed, took his pajama shorts off and sat down on his bean bag with his knees splayed out. He looked down at the front of his diaper (his diaper!) and relaxed. As he released his bladder, he was fascinated by the small spot that formed on the front of the diaper and then spread down towards his crotch. Feeling the warmth in the diaper as it got visibly wetter was a huge thrill. If he had any doubts about wearing another diaper this morning, they were gone now.  After sitting in his very wet diaper for a few minutes, Jacob proceeded downstairs to find his mother sitting in the living room watching the news and drinking coffee. She looked up and said, âgood morning! How are you feeling today? Did you sleep ok?â âI slept great; I canât wait to go swimming later.â âBefore that, we have a few things we have to get done. I need to go to the store to pick up some groceries, and I thought we might buy you some of your own diapers and wipes to keep in your room if you would like that.â As if Jacobâs smile wasnât enough of an answer, he said, âyes, I would really like that.â Maria continued, âNow, I donât want you to forget that you are going to have to do some chores if you want to earn your diapers. After you eat a little breakfast, Iâm going to help you get started on mopping the kitchen. And it looks like your diaper is soaked so we need to get it off of you. Do you want me to put another one on you.â Jacob nodded enthusiastically. Maria said, âI figured you would, so I actually grabbed some supplies from Gavinâs room last night so we wouldnât disturb him this morning. If you go to the downstairs bathroom, you will find some wipes, powder and a diaper in the cabinet. Go grab them and bring them out here.â Jacob paused for a moment, âyouâre going to change me down here?â âYes, we might as well â itâs easier than running up to your room every time.â âOk⌠I guess that makes sense.â Jacob went to fetch the supplies â sure enough there was a small stack of diapers and changing supplies. He grabbed them and returned to the living room; there he found his mom had spread out one of Gavinâs old changing mats with cartoon cars and trucks. He was secretly a little thrilled. âOk, be a big boy and lay down.â Jacob lay down on the mat. He was getting used to the changes now; after Maria untaped the diaper and wiped down his diaper area, he lifted his hips without being asked and did the same so she could slide the new diaper under him. Once he was all taped up, Maria folded the changing mat and said, âok â why donât we get you a little cereal and fruit.â Jacob followed her to the kitchen as he normally did. While she poured his cereal, he got on the stool to get a cup for juice down. As he opened the cabinet, he paused as he saw the collection of Gavinâs sippy cups and decided to grab one of those instead of the cups he normally used. He figured his mom had given him one yesterday, so he might as well use it. Maria was watching him out of the corner of her eye and was amused at seeing her oldest son in a little diaper. She smiled when he grabbed the sippy cup and wondered what other choices Jacob would make and made a mental note to set up boundaries of what was and was not going to be acceptable. She had read more the evening before and was less worried than she had been when she first watched her son intentionally poop his pants yesterday, but she was still navigating uncharted territory.  After breakfast, Maria pulled out a broom, dustpan, and Swiffer mop. âOk, Jacob, I know youâre just a big baby,â she said with a grin, âbut big babies need to help out. Youâve helped with this before, but Iâm going to let you do it on your own this morning. You need to sweep the whole kitchen and then mop. Remember that when you mop, donât spray too much at once. Start by the back door and work backwards towards the utility room.â âOk mom, Iâll call you if I need help.â Maria left to go into her office while Jacob started sweeping. Jacob was determined to do a good job. Even if he was wearing diapers, he wanted to be helpful for his mom. He took pride in being helpful around the house (and at school, for that matter). Everyone always told him he acted so much older than he was. As he mopped, he wondered what those adults would say if they knew he was in diapers. About halfway through mopping, Jacob felt the usual pressure in his abdomen signaling that it was time for his morning poop. For a split second, he debated going to the bathroom, but he dismissed that notion very quickly. Instead, he began to think about exactly how he wanted to poop his diaper. Jacob remembered last fall just before Gavin was potty-trained that when he needed to poop, he always went and hid in a corner. While Jacob considered doing something similar, he remembered the feeling of losing control while he ran to the house that day he pooped his pants on accident. He decided that he was going to hold it a bit longer and then try to poop while he was mopping. As the stirrings in his tummy got a little stronger, he gave a small push. The poop nudged out then stopped. Jacob gave another push and felt his diaper begin to slowly fill as he also started to pee. The feeling of the poop pushing against his diaper as he continued to slowly mop was indescribable. It felt very different than it had when he pooped his underwear; whereas his underwear had sagged down a lot, the diaper held the poop against him a little more. He gave another push and added more to the back of his diaper â as the diaper filled, he had to push a little harder to keep the poop from stopping. Once he was finished (pooping, not mopping), he reached around and felt the back of his diaper. He couldnât believe how full it felt. And he was thankful the smell wasnât worse. He started to go get his mom to change him immediately, but then decided to finish his big boy chore; he was almost done anyways. In only a few minutes, he finished mopping and went to put the supplies up in the utility room, feeling his full diaper shift under him. As he was doing that, he heard Gavin coming downstairs and calling for Maria. Jacob was squatting down removing the fluid from the mop when Maria walked in carrying Gavin and said, âIâm just going to go get Gavin ready â do you need anything?â It was hard not to notice how saggy Jacobâs diaper was. Jacob stood up and said, âI think I need a diaper change.â Maria put Gavin down and said, ârun upstairs and Iâll be there in a moment.â Gavin stared at his brother for a moment then took off. Maria watched him head up the stairs then turned to Jacob, âyou really need to come get me when you need a change.â Jacob answered, âI was about to â I just used my diaper a few minutes ago. I was almost finished with the kitchen, so I did that first.â Maria looked over the kitchen and saw the supplies put up where they were supposed to be and was actually impressed with the job Jacob had done. âOk, come with me to Gavinâs room, Iâll get you changed after I change him.â âDo I have to get changed in his room?â âJacob, youâre wearing a diaper with no shorts â Gavin knows you pooped. It will make it easier for me if you just come upstairs now.â As Jacob started to follow his mom upstairs, he knew he was walking a little funny. He could feel the poop moving around the back of his diaper. He wasnât sure if he liked the feeling, but he also didnât hate it.  In Gavinâs room, Maria helped Gavin take off his pajamas then put him up on the changing table while Jacob watched. After removing his diaper and giving him a quick wipe, she got him down and helped him get dressed for the day then said, ârun down to the playroom while I get your brother changed.â Gavin took that moment to ask, âwhy is Jacob wearing diapers?â Maria had been ready for this, âSometimes big boys have problems going to the potty. Jacob is going to be using diapers sometimes to help him out.â Gavin asked, âwill I have to wear diapers again?â âNo, you get to keep wearing your big boy underwear! Weâre really proud of how well youâre using the potty!â Gavin smiled. Maria began to unfold a changing mat on the ground and motioned for Jacob to lay down. âI donât think the changing table will hold you, so Iâll change you here.â Jacob noticed Gavin standing by the door watching. Maria glanced at him, but didnât say anything. âWow, you really did a number on this diaper! Letâs get you cleaned up. Jacob just stared at the ceiling with a mixture of embarrassment and no small amount of happiness, trying to ignore the fact that his little brother was watching him get his diaper changed. He started to ask him to leave, but realized he had just watched Gavin get his diaper changed. When his mother untaped Jacobâs messy diaper, Gavinâs eyes got big as he confirmed that his big brother really did poop his diaper. Then the smell intensified and he wrinkled his nose and ran downstairs. As she began to clean his messy bottom, first using the diaper to remove as much as possible, Maria said, âIâm ok changing your poopy diapers sometimes, but this may be something we teach you how to deal with if this becomes a regular thing.â Jacob just nodded, not sure he really wanted to deal with that. âAnd I think itâs a good idea to go ahead and put you back in underwear as weâre going to leave for the store right after Gavin eats a snack.â Jacob nodded again, a little sad that he wouldnât be put in a fresh diaper. At the same time, he didnât think he was ready to wear a diaper to the store. When she was done, Maria said, âwhy donât you run take a quick shower then go get dressed for the store?â Once he was done with his shower, Jacob went to his room to get dressed. He opened his underwear drawer and started to just pull out one of the pairs of solid colored boxer briefs he normally wore now. Instead, he dug around until he found some of his older paw patrol undies. They were a little snug, but they fit well enough for a trip to the store. He finished getting dressed in some athletic shorts and a t-shirt.  At the store, things proceeded as usual. Maria got a cart with a big seat for kids and Gavin hopped up and rode while Jacob walked beside her. Maria did her usual shopping then said, âok, we need to pick up some supplies for Jacob, and I think we need some new diapers for Gavin as well.â When they got to the baby aisle, Maria asked Jacob which diapers he wanted. She told him that while Gavinâs size 7 diapers fit him, he should probably be in a size 8. Jacob was a little embarrassed that his mom was talking to him about diapers in the middle of the store, but no one else was around. Maria pointed to the two pampers options â one was the same ones Gavin wore at night, while the other had pictures of Elmo. Jacob pointed to the Elmo diapers. Maria said, âOk, weâll get a box of those for now. Weâll order some more online if you like these, but it will give us a start.â She then asked Gavin, âdo you want to keep wearing the same ones at night, or do you want to try the pullups like you were when you were potty training?â Gavin thought for a minute, âcan I get the ones that are more like big boy underwear?â Jacob blushed as Maria grabbed a bag of easy ups, realizing that when it came to the potty, his brother was choosing the more mature option. âWeâll try these, and if they donât leak at night, weâll get you some more.â She then added some powder, ointment, and a box of wipes to the cart. Jacob realized that these would be supplies for his room. She looked at the diaper pails, then said, âI think weâll just get one off of Amazon.â Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jacob looking at the pacifier display. She made a mental note, but wasnât ready to go there just yet. As she started to leave the baby section, she thought for a moment and said, âJacob, why donât you pick out a changing mat for your room?â Jacob eyed the selections before settling on a simple green mat that would match his room. When he put it in the cart, he noticed his mom was holding two sippy cups, one Bluey cup and one Cars cup. âWould you like your own cup?â He pointed to the Bluey one. Gavin watched all of this with fascination. He didnât understand completely what was happening, but it did register in his four-year-old brain that his big brother was buying baby stuff.  Once they were checked out, it was approaching lunchtime. Maria said, âwhy donât we grab something to go on the way home. Then after lunch, weâll go swimming.  When they got home, Jacob helped Maria put their takeout on the table and unload the car. She made a small stack of his diaper supplies and said, âweâll move this after lunch. Go wash up before we eat.â Jacob and Gavin went to the downstairs bathroom where they both used the potty, which felt really weird to Jacob after having used a diaper exclusively for 24 hours. Jacob then helped Gavin was his hands, thinking, âI guess Iâm still the big brother.â After lunch, Maria helped Jacob find a spot for his diapers in his closet. She put a few diapers, the wipes, powder and ointment on his dresser. âIf you have friends come over, we need to remember to move this stuff.â She then told Jacob to grab a few diapers to put in the downstairs bathroom. Jacob got a small thrill as he held his diapers. While he really wanted to put one on right now, he also really wanted to go swimming. He did as his mother asked and carried the diapers downstairs.  Several other families were at the community pool, including a few of Jacobâs friends from school. It had been a few days since they had been at the park, so they compared notes about video games they had played, a camping trip one friend had been on, and made plans to ask their moms if they could play at each otherâs houses and the park a few days. Jacob did not mention his diapers â he did make a mental note to be careful with his diapers as he really didnât want his friends to find out. Last year, a girl had wet her pants at recess and while they didnât make fun of her about it too much, it did come up whenever she was mentioned. He didnât really want that reputation. Heck, he even got out of the pool to use the bathroom; he didnât want to pee the pool. Once they got back home, Maria told Jacob to get out of his swimsuit and add it to the laundry in the bathroom while she helped Gavin change. After Gavin was dressed, she told him to lay down for a bit before dinner, then headed back downstairs. Before Maria had told him to get out of his swimsuit, Jacob had thought his mom would probably put him in a diaper. Instead, he grabbed his clothes from earlier and headed to the bathroom to change as he had been told to do. After depositing his swimsuit in the laundry, he headed downstairs to the playroom to play a few videogames. Before he started though, he couldnât shake the feeling of wanting a diaper. He heard his mom in the kitchen. Rather than going straight to her, he went to the downstairs bathroom and grabbed one of his new diapers and the changing supplies. He went to the kitchen and said, âMom, can you put me in a diaper.â She looked up, a little surprised, and said, âsure, honey. I see you already have everything. Iâll meet you in the living room.â Jacob carried his supplies into the living room and laid out the changing mat from earlier before laying down on it. Maria appeared a moment later. âOk, letâs get my big boy in his diaper!â She pulled his shorts down and had a small moment of surprise when she saw Jacobâs Paw Patrol underwear, but didnât say anything. As she diapered him, she noted that the size 8 definitely fit a little better. When she was done, she started to help Jacob put his shorts on but hesitated to see if he would ask for them. He seemed happier in just the diaper. Sure enough, Jacob got up and said, âthanks, mom. Is it ok if I just play some games before dinner?â âSure, hon, but make sure to put all the supplies up first.â Jacob dutifully folded the changing mat then took the powder and ointment back to the bathroom. Maria took his shorts and underwear to the laundry room.  When James got home that evening, he found his oldest son helping his mom cook dinner in nothing but a diaper and a t-shirt. Just like Maria, he didnât really know what to do with this situation, but he figured he would go with it at least until they had Jacobâs appointment with his pediatrician. He walked over to him and gave his diaper a playful pat, âlooks like someone may need a change soon.â Maria looked down at Jacob then felt just inside the waistband of his diaper â the first time she had done that since he was tiny â and said, âyes, he feels pretty wet. Could you change him while I finish dinner?â Jacob couldnât believe his mom had just felt the inside of his diaper, but he wasnât sad about it. James said, âsure â letâs go Jacob.â Jacob looked at Maria who said, âjust grab the stuff from the little bathroom and your dad can change you in the living room.â Jacobâs dad went with him to collect the supplies and then lay out the changing pad. As James slid the new diaper under Jacob, Gavin wandered downstairs and stopped to watch his big brother get his diaper changed.  After dinner that night, the family carried about their usual business until bedtime at which point Maria took Gavin for his bath. While she was bathing Gavin, James said to Jacob, âwhen theyâre done, get your shower and Iâll help you get ready for bed.â When he heard the shower turn off, James headed upstairs and met Jacob in his room. He looked around and found the new changing mat and laid it out on Jacobâs bed with the rest of supplies. He grabbed a diaper from the small stack on the dresser. When Jacob entered the room, he just laid down on the changing mat without saying anything. After he was in his diaper, he asked his dad, âcan I just wear a shirt to bed? The shorts were kind of uncomfortable with my diaper last night.â James simply said yes. As they finished up, Maria came to his room to tuck him in and wish him good night. 8
DLFez Posted August 27 Author Posted August 27 A little shorter transitional chapter. My rough outline should have a few more main chapters. I'll probably slow down a little with writing over the next few days, but I started with a sense of where the story would go.  Part Five: A New Normal Over the next few weeks, things settled into a rhythm for Jacob and his family. Some nights he woke up needing to pee and just went in his diaper, while other days he woke up dry. Regardless, he would do his first morning pee in his diaper. He experimented with different positions, sometimes just laying in bed and letting go, other times watching his diaper as it filled with pee. He also really liked to pee while he was walking down the stairs â something about peeing on the go made him feel little. Once he was downstairs, normally in just a diaper and a t-shirt, he would grab changing supplies from the downstairs bathroom and find his mom for a change. Some days his mom would have chores for him, while other days he was left to his own devices. While he was pretty good about asking for a change when his diaper was really soaked, he also found that he really liked it when his mom checked his diaper. He usually put shorts on to play outside now, and invariably when he came in or his mom went outside to check on him, she would either pull back his waistband to look in the back of his diaper or feel just inside the front to see how wet it was and say something like, âseems like someone needs a new diaper!â This made Jacob feel incredibly little. He loved it, which Maria seemed to pick up on. If they were doing anything out of the house, Maria would just tell Jacob to put on underwear. Jacob was in charge of taking off his diaper and cleaning up in these circumstances, as if transitioning from baby to mature boy. If he wasnât going to someoneâs house, he put on older cartoon underwear that would still fit. On the few days he went to the park with friends or over to one of their houses, he would wear very mature boxer briefs. If he was at home, however, he was in a diaper. He also got used to peeing as soon as he felt an urge; in his diaper, he liked the feeling of always letting little trickles go rather than holding it like he would if he was wearing underwear. Most days, Jacob tried to avoid pooping his diaper. He knew he didnât want to clean himself up after pooping, and he took Mariaâs words to heart that she would do it on occasion. Normally, he would take off his diaper himself to go to the bathroom and then, if it wasnât too used and the tapes would work, put it back on himself or grab a new one. The few days he pooped himself were normally if he was in the middle of something. One such day happened while playing with his brother. Gavin had very quickly become used to Jacobâs diapers and really didnât question it much. He did change his routine a little, though. Whereas he had always found Maria when he woke up in the morning to get out of his night diaper, with his new pullups, he could do this part himself. On some days, however, if he heard Jacob in the playroom he would come downstairs in just his pullup and a t-shirt and play with Jacob for a bit. Sometimes he would even pee a little in his pullup while playing. Maria would usually let them play for a while then come in and ask who needed a diaper change â in spite of her concerns about Jacob, she found the boys crawling around the playroom with their trains and trucks in their diapers kind of cute. One such morning Jacob was playing a video game on the Switch. Jacob was just finishing a level in his game and had already decided he was going to the bathroom to poop when Gavin walked in. Gavin sat down to watch the last few moments of Jacob clearing a level and then asked if they could play Super Smash Brothers. Jacob decided he could wait a few minutes before heading to the bathroom and, besides, his diaper wasnât even really wet yet. When playing video games, Jacob normally sat in a little rocking gaming chair or directly on the floor. If things got too exciting, he would sometimes stand up. This morning, he and Gavin were sitting on the floor together. Jacob sat on his knees, resting his butt on his feet. Jacob decided that he would wait to go to the bathroom until his mom came in to ask who needed a change. This morning, however, his mother let them play a little longer than normal. At one point, Gavin giggled and said, âI peed my diaper just like my big brother.â This caused Jacob to laugh, at which point he realized just how bad he needed to poop. If he didnât go to the bathroom soon, he was going in his diaper whether he wanted to or not. He hadnât pooped a diaper in a few days, and heâd never done it while playing video games, so he decided to just see what happened. If his mom came in before he pooped, he would go to the bathroom. If she didnât, though⌠well, he was just a big baby. Jacob didnât really try to poop his diaper, but he did stop trying to hold it in. It wasnât long before he felt his poop just start to come out. He reflexively clenched for a moment, then relaxed again. He didnât really mean to, but he gave a little push which was all that was needed to get started. He felt the first log of poop hit the back of his diaper and drop down. Over the next few minutes, he filled his diaper. He occasionally gave a small push to help things along, but mainly he just let his tummy do its thing. Something about pooping in this position made him feel really small. This was as close to an accidental pooping as he had had since messing his pants that day on the way home from school. Gavin caught a whiff and said, âI wonât poop my diaper like my brother though,â and started laughing. They kept playing until Maria came in a few minutes later and said her usual, âwho needs a diaper change?â Gavin said, âI do â I peed a little more!â Jacob, for some reason decided to lean into baby behavior for a moment and just shook his head no. Gavin saw this and said, âyes he does! Heâs poopy!â Jacob, for the first time really, put on a slight baby voice and said, âno Iâm not! I want to keep playing.â Maria, catching Jacobâs playful mood said, âI donât know, it sure smells like someone went poopy,â and walked over and pulled out the back of Jacobâs diaper. âAnd it sure looks like someone went poopy.â Jacob said, âbut I want to keep playing!â Maria decided to play along a little more. âGavin, can you help me out by going and getting the changing mat from the living room while I get your brother a new diaper?â Gavin jumped up and ran to living room â Maria was amused to see his pullup swaying a little as he headed out. She went to the downstairs bathroom to grab the rest of the diaper supplies, all while Jacob kept playing the game, relishing the small feeling. At this moment, he was even enjoying that his brother was helping his mom get ready to change his diaper. When Gavin got back with the mat, Maria laid it out on the ground and said, âok, letâs get my big baby out of that messy diaper!â Whereas Jacob was normally a little hesitant to get changed in front of Gavin, this time he was grinning and laid down on the changing mat, relaxing his legs to ease the diaper change. Gavin sat next to his mom to watch â he didnât know why he was fascinated this time. And, for the first time since he was three, Jacob brought his thumb to his mouth. Maria noticed this and thought about how Jacob had clearly been looking at the pacifiers anytime they were at the store. Maybe she would get him one just for diaper changes. Every other time that Jacob had pooped his diaper, Maria had cleaned him up and then asked him to go shower to finish washing up. This time, however, she decided to just go all in on babying Jacob. She narrated every moment of the change just like she did when Jacob was small, telling him he was such a good boy to make poopies, saying âupsy daisiesâ to get him to lift his butt to slide the old diaper out and replace it with a new one. She even used extra powder. Gavin was giggling throughout, but not maliciously. Jacob was all smiles around his thumb. When she finished taping up his diaper, Maria blew a raspberry on Jacobâs tummy, causing him to giggle. She then said, âok baby, why donât you stay here a minute while I put everything up and get Gavin dressed.â With that, she gathered the supplies, threw away the dirty diaper, and took Gavin to his room to get ready. When she came back down, Jacob had gotten up, folded up the changing mat and was in the kitchen getting down his and Gavinâs sippy cups for the morning snack. She guessed the baby moment was over.  Jacob was only seven, and he didnât have the words to really explain what he was going through. But he knew the moment he started pooping his diaper that morning, he felt like a baby. Something about his brother acknowledging his diapers â and his poopy accident â made him feel so small. Pretend lying to his mother and having her check his diaper, then talk to him like he was a baby while she changed him was amazing. But once she left the room, his seven-year-old brain returned and he decided it was time to help keep the day going. He wasnât in any way embarrassed by what had just happened, but it was like his brain switched it on and off.  Maria was thinking along the same lines as Jacob. She had noticed the dichotomy in her son. He was relishing many of the baby aspects of wearing diapers, but he was also exhibiting incredible maturity. Since he had started wearing diapers, he was actually way more helpful and less argumentative. Not only was he doing the chores he was assigned, but he was also proactively helping with Gavin, cleaning up after himself, and doing things like setting the table without being asked. Before the school year ended, he had been a little more defiant when he didnât get his way, even throwing the occasional mini tantrum. Now, however, he seemed to be an incredibly helpful, mature child. It just so happened that this incredibly helpful, mature child was wearing diapers. 7
Bonsai Posted August 27 Posted August 27 I guess the visit to the GP will be in the next chapter. I wonder if she's going to openly endorse Jacob's regression, or if instead she's going to argue it's a symptom of some form of trauma that needs to be addressed. 1
DLFez Posted August 27 Author Posted August 27 38 minutes ago, Bonsai said: I guess the visit to the GP will be in the next chapter. I wonder if she's going to openly endorse Jacob's regression, or if instead she's going to argue it's a symptom of some form of trauma that needs to be addressed. The pediatrician visit was initially going to be in today's chapter, but I actually do have to get some real work done :-). Without saying too much, there will be some acknowledgement that an older kid without developmental delays in diapers does need to be addressed. 1
dl.spark1978 Posted August 27 Posted August 27 32 minutes ago, DLFez said: The pediatrician visit was initially going to be in today's chapter, but I actually do have to get some real work done :-). Without saying too much, there will be some acknowledgement that an older kid without developmental delays in diapers does need to be addressed. That's exciting! Can't wait to see what they suggest. 1
Hawkx1 Posted August 28 Posted August 28 Still waiting for the day when he pees and/or poops when out or even wets his diaper without waking up. "He also got used to peeing as soon as he felt an urge" this line is what strengthens my accident while out in underwear thought. 1
DLFez Posted August 28 Author Posted August 28 Really long chapter incoming... This chapter is a lot less diaper-centric. I realize itâs not a perfect representation of therapy, but I tried to make it somewhat realistic. There will be additional days-in-the life of a DL type chapters, but this one is a bit more serious. Part Six: Talking to the Professionals Jacob sat in the pediatricianâs exam room with his mother waiting to see the doctor. They had dropped Gavin off with the babysitter they sometimes used so that the focus could be on Jacob today. Jacob was nervous â his mother had told him that they were going to talk to Dr. Ramos about his diapers. This would be the first time that he spoke to anyone other than his immediate family about his diaper habit. The nurse had already taken his vitals and sent Jacob to collect a urine sample. She had asked Maria if there were any concerns other than what she had written in the appointment notes on the clinicâs online system. Maria said, âno, just he one question.â Just before the nurse left, she handed Jacob a gown and said, âstrip down to your underwear and put this gown on with the ties in the back. Your mom can help you.â While they waited, Jacob finally broke the silence, âMom, what do you think the doctor is going to say? Do you think she will tell me to stop wearing diapers?â âI really donât know what she will say â but she is a professional, and she is very nice. Letâs just see what happens.â At that, they heard a knock on the door followed by the entrance of Dr. Ramos and the nurse. Jacob felt his heart pounding in his chest. Dr. Ramos spoke, âJacob! Itâs good to see you. Youâve grown a lot since last time you were here. All of your vital signs look good, and your height and weight are right on the curve youâve been on since you were a baby.â Jacob winced at the mention of baby, but he also appreciated that Dr. Ramos always spoke to him instead of just talking about him to his mother. Dr. Ramos realized what she said, but continued, âok, letâs get the physical out of the way before we talk about your motherâs concerns.â She performed an efficient physical, checking all of Jacobâs joints, his stomach, back, ears, and eyes. While she was examining him, she asked about school, his favorite games, and other normal questions. When she was done, she sat on her stool and said, âEverything looks great. So Jacob, tell me about your diapers.â Both Maria and Jacob reacted with a start â Dr. Ramos was nothing if not direct. Jacob had no idea what to say. He had expected his mom to most of the talking. He managed to say, âwhat do you want to know?â âWell, I am curious why you are wearing diapers. It seems you donât really need them; you are wearing underwear today and you didnât have any issue giving us a urine sample. So whatâs up?â Jacob looked down and said, âI donât know. I just like them. I like how they feel.â Jacob felt his face getting warm and the sting of tears in his eyes. Dr. Ramos saw Jacobâs embarrassment, âhey Jacob, no need to be embarrassed here. Iâm a doctor. Weâre supposed to talk about this stuff. Is it ok if I talk to your mom about your diapers?â Jacob winced again â somehow the casualness with which Dr. Ramos talked about his diapers made them too real. The conversation broke the divide between his safe diaper world at home and the bigger world where he was a growing, mature seven-year-old. Still, he nodded and managed to say, âthatâs ok.â At that, Dr. Ramos turned to Maria. âSo from your message, it seems Jacob had a few accidents towards the end of the school year and has since asked to wear diapers around the house, which he does with some frequency. Is that right?â Maria answered. âYes â he had a few accidents, and I do believe him that they were really accidents. Then one day at the start of summer vacation I saw him, well, I saw him poop his pants on purpose. After he calmed down, he asked to wear a diaper. And well, my husband and I have let him wear a diaper around the house.â âI see. Does he wear a diaper when you leave the house? âNo â only around the house and to bed.â âDoes he use the diapers?â âYes.â âAnd he was a bedwetter before, correct?â âHe wet the bed until just before he turned seven. He had stopped wearing protection at night probably six weeks or so before his first accident.â âOk, and when you leave the house, does he have any trouble making it to the bathroom? Has he had any accidents while wearing regular underwear?â âNo â when he is in underwear, he makes it to the bathroom every time.â âInteresting. Maria â and Jacob â what specific questions do you have for me before I offer a few suggestions?â Jacob looked at his mom and shrugged. Maria answered. âI guess Iâm worried about a few things. First, are we doing the right thing by letting him wear diapers? Second, should we be worried about Jacob psychologically? Third, is it bad for him to wear diapers? And I guess just generally, I donât know whatâs going on.â Jacob felt a little bad at that moment. He hadnât realized how worried his mom was about his diapers; he had just thought about how much he had been enjoying wearing them around the house. He said, âmaybe I should just stop wearing them.â Dr. Ramos then spoke, âJacob, do you want to stop wearing them?â âNo â I like them.â Dr. Ramos continued. âIâm going to be honest, this situation is new to me. Itâs not unusual for older siblings to regress a little when a new baby brother or sister joins the family, especially if they just finished potty training. Iâve also seen plenty of kids who resist potty training for a long time. But I havenât seen a circumstance exactly like this. âAs his doctor, I can tell you he his healthy, and it sounds like he is doing well in school. And from your answers to the general check-up questions, he behaves well at home. Given that, I donât think the diapers are hurting him.â Maria interjected, âbut do you think it could affect his control? He does have to go back to school next month.â âIt shouldnât affect his control â thatâs not how the bladder works. Heâs demonstrated he can still control his bladder and bowels when in underwear. I could imagine a scenario where he is so used to diapers he forgets for a moment and has a small accident, but for now Iâm not worried about his bladder health.â When Dr. Ramos paused, Maria quietly asked, âso what should we do?â Dr. Ramos answered. âI donât think you should take his diapers away right now â I donât think it would be good for any of you. That said, this is an unusual circumstance. I am going to recommend you take him to a child psychologist to talk about this. There is a practice I strongly recommend that emphasizes play therapy while also providing coaching for parents; itâs not full family therapy, but it often helps families navigate challenging situations. I think this qualifies.â âSo keep doing what weâre doing while we reach out to this therapist?â âYes â thatâs what I would do. Weâll put all the information in Jacobâs patient portal. Jacob â do you have any questions?â All Jacob really heard was that Dr. Ramos told him he could keep wearing diapers. He just shook his head no. âGood! Once you get dressed, you can check out at the front desk. Good luck in school! Iâll see you next year! Oh, and Maria â youâre a good mom.â Maria sniffed and said, âthank you. I didnât realize how much I needed to hear that.â With that, Dr. Ramos left the room. Maria and Jacob both paused for a second. Maria chuckled and said, âwell, kiddo, I guess you still get to wear diapers.â Jacob smiled.   Thankfully, the practice that Dr. Ramos recommended was taking new patients and had availability â apparently summer vacation meant a lot of kids were taking a break from therapy. They were able to book an evening session so that both James and Maria could attend, and the clinic offered childcare for siblings during sessions. The clinic itself resembled a pre-school or daycare more than a doctorâs office. After they checked in, a staffer came out to meet Gavin and took him to a play area full of toys, books, and a few other children. Before Jacob and his parents could sit down, another door opened; a woman dressed in comfortable, casual clothes stepped out said, âJacob! My name is Stephanie Blankenship. Weâre ready to meet you and your parents! Yâall can follow me back to our office.â As they followed Stephanie to her office, they noticed a few small rooms that were full of different toys and art supplies. Stephanieâs office was a large, cozy space decorated with warm vibrant colors. There was a couch and several comfortable looking chairs. Another person was waiting for them in the office. Stephanie said, âeveryone grab a seat. This is Rebecca Green, she is part of our coaching team. Rebecca â this is Jacob and his parents, James and Maria." With that, everyone took a seat. Stephanie started the conversation. âJust a little about us. As you already know, we focus on play therapy here. At the same time, we recognize that families that visit us often have bigger questions which is why we offer parent coaching together with therapy. If you continue with us, we will typically start as a group with the three of you, Rebecca and myself. Then Iâll take Jacob to one of our spaces while Rebecca meets with Maria and James. At the end of the session, we will all get together for a quick debrief. We can even bring in Jacobâs little brother if we need to. Any questions so far?â Maria and James both said no â they had done a lot of reading about the practice before this session. Jacob just sat in silence. His parents had described roughly what to expect. âGreat! So today we are going to do our general intake session and just get to know one another. Before we start I do want to talk about confidentiality. With that, she went through legally required confidentiality rules before explaining, âI think itâs also important for all of us to understand that Jacobâs conversations with me are also private. Jacob â I will only tell your parents what you say to me if I think I need to tell them for your safety and well being or if you explicitly tell me that itâs ok. Maria and James â I need you to respect Jacobâs privacy. You can ask him about his session, but shouldnât pressure him to share everything he says. If you have concerns about the sessions, you can bring them to me or report them through our system. Is everyone ok with that?â Maria and James both said yes, while Jacob nodded. Stephanie spoke directly to Jacob, âJacob can you tell me what I said about our sessions? I need you to agree out loud, not just nod your head.â Jacob answered, âYou arenât going to tell my parents everything I say without telling me first. Is that right?â âExactly! With that, we need to start with some general intake questions. We are going to do some of this as a family, then we will split up and finish up.â For the next 30 minutes or so, Stephanie and Rebecca guided everyone through standard intake questions. Once they finished those questions, Rebecca said, âbefore Stephanie and Jacob head out, we think itâs important that everyone say why weâre here. James and Maria â we understand that you may not want to give full details, but itâs important for you to share with Jacob why we are here, and Jacob, we want to hear from you what you think is going on. Jacob you go first.â Jacob took a breath â this was a lot to think about. His answer was short, âweâre here because I like to wear diapers even though I donât need them. My parents are worried about me. And I guess Iâm worried because I know itâs weird that I like diapers.â Rebecca turned to James and Maria, âand Mom and Dad? What do you think?â James answered first, âI think Jacob has summed it up well. Just to add, weâve let him wear diapers around the house and even babied him a little from time to time. Yes, we are concerned for him, but we also want to know if weâre doing the right thing.â Stephanie said, âwell, it sounds like we all agree why weâre here! These are really big questions you have. I want to be clear that we donât always have clear answers, but Rebecca and I hope we can help you navigate this.â With that, Stephanie took Jacob to one of the rooms he had seen earlier while Maria and James stayed with Rebecca. When they got to the room, Stephanie said, âtoday we just really want to get to know one another. While we do that, you can pick what we do. We can play with blocks, do a puzzle, draw pictures, or just sit.â Jacob looked around the room and then gravitated to the set of wood building blocks. He pulled it out and said, âcan we build a tower?â âSure! That would be fun.â Jacob and Stephanie started building a tower, Stephanie following Jacobâs lead. After a few minutes, Stephanie asked Jacob to tell her about school, guiding him through a conversation about his favorite classes, his favorite teachers, and his friends. They also talked about Jacobâs favorite spots, video games, books, and all sorts of other stuff. While talking, they finished the tower, then turned to coloring. Jacob didnât typically play with coloring books, but he flipped through the offerings and settled on coloring book about sports. He was surprised when Stephanie said, âok, Jacob, thatâs all our time for today. Itâs been great getting to know you â letâs go meet your parents and Rebecca now. Is there anything you talked to me about you donât want to share with your parents?â Jacob was a little dumbfounded. Diapers hadnât come up at all â nothing he had said was a secret. He said, âNo? I donât feel like we talked about anything important.â Stephanie responded, âof course we did! I learned all sorts of things about your school and friends. All of that stuff is important because it means something to you.â As they walked back to Stephanieâs office, Jacob thought about that.  Back in the office, Jacob noticed that his momâs eyes were a little red, but both James and Maria smiled when he and Stephnie entered. Rebecca started the debrief, âJacob, your parents and I had a really good conversation. Iâll let them share whatever they want to, but I just want to say that your parents love you very much. From talking to them, you sound like an amazing kid.â Stephanie spoke next, âJacob and I just got to know one another â it sounds like he really likes school! I think we have a lot to explore. I would like to see Jacob again soon to get to know him better. We tend to have openings this time of year, what do yâall think about setting up two or three more sessions over the next two weeks? James and Maria said, âthat sounds good â should we schedule that with you now?â âYou can do it at the front desk when you leave.â Later that evening when he was diapering Jacob, James asked, âso what did you think of therapy?â Jacob answered, âI donât know â it was fun. We just played and talked.â âWas it what you expected?â âI donât know. She didnât ask me anything about diapers. I thought that was why we were there.â âHmmm. Iâm sure it will come up at some point.â  It came up early in the next session. Once they were in the playroom, Stephanie again let Jacob pick the first activity. This time Jacob pulled out the train set. It wasnât nearly as extensive as the one they had at home, but there were enough parts to build a decent track. As he sat down at the table and started assembling a track, Stephanie said, âSo Jacob, if youâre comfortable, why donât you talk to me about whatâs been going on the last few months?â Jacob said, âdo you mean tell you about my diapers?â âWell, yes, but I just want to hear from you whatâs been going on. You donât have to try to explain why stuff happened, just talk to me and tell me what happened. Just like last week.â As he played, Jacob just started talking about his accidents. He blushed when he admitted to pooping his pants the first time â that didnât seem very grown up. For some reason, he also talked about his bedwetting, his goodnites, and Gavinâs overnight diapers. He talked about the end of school and how he just kept thinking about his accidents and wondering what it would be like to wear a diaper again. As he talked, he finished building the track and began absent-mindedly pushing the train around it. Everyone once in a while, he would revise the train track and push the train around some more. He got quiet after talking about how he had been thinking about peeing his pants as the school year ended. Stephanie asked, âso, how did you start wearing diapers again?â Jacob was quiet for a moment. It was one thing to admit to having pooped himself on accident. It was another to admit he did it on purpose. Stephanie pushed her own train around the track and said, âyou only have to talk to me about what you want to, but Iâm here to help. Iâm just trying to understand everything thatâs going on.â Jacob felt his voice catch â for some reason he was on the verge of tears as he said, âone day I was playing and needed to use the bathroom and just thought that it might be fun to go in my pants. And then I did.â âOk - and what did you think after you did it?â âI was scared â I was worried what my mom would think, and I was worried Iâd get in trouble.â âWere you worried about that before you went in your pants?â âNot really â I was outside by myself and I kind of thought that I might get in trouble, but Iâd been thinking about it so much I just wanted to see what it felt like.â At this point Stephanie handed him a Kleenex to wipe his eyes and nose. Jacob went on to talk about how scared he was when his mom presented the diaper, but also how excited he was. In the short time that was left, he talked about how he didnât know why, but he just really liked it when his mom and dad put him in a diaper. In their debrief, Stephanie told James and Maria that she and Jacob had had a really good conversation about his accidents and started talking about his diapers; she didnât add much more than that.  During his next session, Jacob barely talked about diapers at all. Basically, he told Stephanie about everything else that he had been doing around the house, with his friends, and with his brother. He did mention that he had also enjoyed using a sippy cup and that he liked it sometimes when his mom checked his diaper, but there was a lot less specific discussion of diapers. At their debrief, Stephanie gave a quick rundown of their conversation; just as before, Stephanie asked him what she could share. Jacob didnât think anything was out of bounds. Stephanie did say that at their next session, she thought it would be a good idea for them to have a conversation as a family. Rebecca concurred that this was probably a good idea, and that she and Stephanie would compare notes.  Jacob was a little curious about what his parents conversations had been like. Nothing had really changed around the house; he was still wearing diapers most of the time he was home, and mom wasnât treating him any different.  At their next session, Jacob and his parents met with Stephanie and Rebecca together. Stephanie started the conversation. âWe though it was good to do a check-in today and make a plan for how we are going to continue. First, let me just say that Jacob seems like a really mature, thoughtful young man who happens to like wearing diapers. Second, weâre impressed with how you have been navigating this situation. It canât be easy for any of you. If itâs ok with Jacob, weâd like to talk to James and Maria alone for a minute. Jacob, you can go play with your brother. Is that ok?â Jacob nodded. Once Stephanie and Rebecca were alone with James and Maria, Stephanie began, âI think itâs important to start with acknowledging that your sonâs desire to wear diapers is unusual. Note I didnât say abnormal, but it is different. After talking with him, I think he was feeling very stressed towards the end of the school year. It sounds like he really likes school, but has very high expectations for himself. While accidents do sometimes happen with kids his age, Iâm not terribly surprised that his accidents happened just as he was finishing state testing. âLots of kids have mechanisms to deal with stress. For some itâs stuffed animal or a blanket. For Jacob right now, it seems to be diapers.â  Maria asked, âare we doing the right thing by letting him wear diapers around the house?â Rebecca answered, âIâm not sure there is one right answer, but we think you are handling the situation as well as can be expected. One recommendation we would have is to not use taking away diapers as a punishment â thatâs likely to be counterproductive. It would be like taking away a favorite stuffed animal. That said, we do think itâs important to continue to set clear expectations about when diapers are and are not appropriate.â The conversation continued as Stephanie and Rebecca went through other parenting strategies and suggested that Jacob may wear diapers less on his on as he found other activities at school. The last thing Stephanie said to James and Maria stuck with them. âRebecca and I debated whether or not talk to you about what Iâm going to say next, but we thought it might provide some context and let you know that you are not alone. In grad school, I studied with a clinician who counseled adults who are part of what is called the ABDL community.â Stephanie then gave a quick explanation of what an ABDL is. âA lot of people in the community first express an interest in diapers at an early age. Many are highly successful adults who just happen to like diapers. One thing we are pretty sure of is that fascination with wearing diapers is unlikely to go away â there is no explanation of why someone gravitates to diapers instead of something else.â James asked, âis this a problem? Should we trying to discourage it more?â It was Rebeccaâs turn. âWe donât think so. That said, like a lot of behaviors, we do need to manage it so that it doesnât interfere with other aspects of his life. If diapers get in the way of continuing with other normal kid activities, like school, sports, clubs and one day thinking about college, then we get worried. There are actually a few resources for parents with children who may be ABDL â we can send those to you if you like. We would actually recommend not getting on the internet about this for now; as with many things, the internet doesnât always give the best picture of certain communities.â Stephanie finished, âFor now, Jacob seems to be doing well. I think itâs a good idea for us to do at least monthly check-ins. Keep doing what youâre doing. As you get ready for the school year, itâs a good idea to sit down and talk with Jacob about what that is going to look like, and even discussing letting him handle his diapers on his own when appropriate.â  James and Maria felt somewhat relieved that Jacob was generally healthy. That night before bed, however, James did sort of laugh and say to his wife, âI guess our celebration of being done with diapers really was premature. Sounds like weâre going to deal with this for a while.â  6
Bonsai Posted August 28 Posted August 28 If I were to go back to Jacob's age, the piece of advice that I would most likely appreciate to get from a therapist is how to manage the border between ABDL time and the rest of my life, how to allow the two worlds to meet when possible without catastrophic consequences, and how instead to keep them separated when necessary for long-term wellbeing. I'm not sure to have a fully valid answer to this even today... 1
DLFez Posted August 28 Author Posted August 28 Â 49 minutes ago, Bonsai said: If I were to go back to Jacob's age, the piece of advice that I would most likely appreciate to get from a therapist is how to manage the border between ABDL time and the rest of my life, how to allow the two worlds to meet when possible without catastrophic consequences, and how instead to keep them separated when necessary for long-term wellbeing. I'm not sure to have a fully valid answer to this even today... There's definitely a bit of personal projection in many aspects of this story. Finding the balance; recognizing that many behaviors are fine until they interfere with life in general, etc.Â
DLFez Posted August 29 Author Posted August 29 I had an interesting day, so I went ahead and finished the next part I had outlined. Where I am going next is not as well developed, so it may be a few days before I return to the story.  Part Seven: Itâs Not All Rainbows and Unicorns One of the strategies that James and Maria had taken away from therapy was working with Jacob to clearly delineate between âbaby worldâ and âreal world.â While some elements could bleed between the two â for example, Jacob thought it was funny to do grown up chores around the house in his diaper and his parents were ok with him wearing more childish underwear â they continued to work to establish clear boundaries. One difficult conversation Stephanie and Rebecca helped facilitate was with Gavin. He would be going to pre-K in the fall and turning five in September. Stephanie and Rebecca thought it was important to hear from Gavin how he felt about seeing his brother in diapers, and James and Maria wanted help discussing the importance of not sharing Jacobâs secret at school. It turned out that Gavin thought it was fun to see his brother in diapers but didnât have any desire to follow suit beyond not immediately changing out of his pullup. As for telling others, he seemed to understand that there are some things we donât share without permission. Maria was also feeling better about everything. Having professionals tell her that she was navigating a complex situation well helped so much. She decided to really embrace the special relationship with her son, understanding that it wouldnât last forever. One thing she had done was to buy Jacob a Bluey pacifier that she surprised him with one morning when she was changing a messy diaper. That day, Jacob was clearly in a little mood as he had refused to come in the house when Maria called him. He was in the sandbox and, just as Maria was beginning to get annoyed, she caught the playful look on his face. She went outside and said, âdoes someone need a diaper change?â to which Jacob shook his head no and laughed. As he stood up and playfully ran past her, she caught him around the tummy and checked the back of his diaper. âIt sure looks like you need a change.â Though Jacob was too big too carry, she held his hand and walked him to the living for a change. After she got him laid down on the changing mat, she fetched the new pacifier and changing supplies. When she held up the pacifier, Jacob beamed and opened his mouth. Later, they discussed it and decided the pacifier was going to be a special thing during diaper changes. Maria also taught Jacob how to change his own diaper. While she rarely asked him to, on occasion it made sense for him to know how to do it just in case. She wanted to make sure he understood the importance of hygiene if he was going to be in diapers several hours a day.  Jacob taking some responsibility for his own diapers actually led to the first incident directly attributable to his diapers. One Friday evening, Maria and James decided to go out for dinner and hired a babysitter. The babysitter was a seventeen-year-old high school student who they had known for a few years and who had babysat Gavin and Jacob before. Before she came over, Maria and James sat Jacob down and asked him what he wanted to share with the babysitter, Gabby. Jacob said, âI donât think I want her to know about my diapers. Can we put away the stuff downstairs? Iâll put the supplies in my room in drawers and in my closet.â James responded, âThatâs fine, but what do you want to do about bed? Youâve been waking up in a wet diaper pretty frequently. Are you going to put your diaper on yourself?â Jacob blushed a little, âI donât really wet the bed, sometimes I just wake up needing to pee and use the diaper then go back to sleep. Is it ok if I just wear underwear? Gabby usually watches a show with us in our pajamas before we go to bed.â Maria said, âthatâs fine â we will tell her that you donât wear goodnites to bed anymore and that Gavin puts on his own pullup. And weâll remind Gavin not to mention your diapers.â That night, Jacob had fun playing with Gabby and probably had a little too much soda, and when it came time for bed, took his shower and put on his pajamas with regular underwear. As he went to bed, he felt really strange. Heâd worn a diaper to bed every night all summer. Oh well, he was trying to keep his baby world separate. As he was sleeping, he had a version of the same dream he often had. In the dream, he was at school, wearing his regular clothes, when he realized he needed to pee. In older versions of this dream, he somehow ended up in his underwear as he ran around the school looking for a bathroom. In the new version of the dream, some authority figure usually said something about diaper changes and he would look down and realize he was wearing a diaper without pants. Sometimes he noticed that other people around him were in diapers, and sometimes he was the only one and would try to hide it. In this dream, he was running through the school trying to find a bathroom so he wouldnât wet his diaper. When he finally found a toilet that worked, he realized his diaper had become underwear again and pulled down his pants to pee. At that moment he woke up, just as he normally did when he had a pee dream. However, he was still half asleep and forgot he wasnât wearing a diaper and relaxed to pee anyway, just as he had on many nights over the last two nights. He was so used to peeing while laying down now, that the moment he relaxed he started peeing. It wasnât until he felt his side getting wet that he snapped awake and cut off the flow. He threw his covers off and ran to the bathroom to finish peeing. He inspected the damage; his underwear and pajamas were soaked. It wasnât a full wetting, but it was enough. He went back to his bedroom and realized that with the waterproof mattress protector, his little bit of pee had spread quite far on his sheets. Rather than wake up his mom and dad, he grabbed a diaper and wipes and headed back to the bathroom where he wrapped his wet clothes in a towel, put them in the laundry, and diapered himself. He went back to his room and pulled his sleeping bag out of the closet to sleep the rest of the night. As the next morning was Saturday, James and Maria didnât have to wake up for work. James still woke up early as a force of habit and decided to use the kids bathroom in the hallway rather than his and Mariaâs bathroom to avoid waking her up. On the way back to his room, he noticed that Jacobâs door was open and glanced in to see his son in nothing but a diaper asleep on top of a sleeping bag on the floor. With the sheets on the bed pulled back, it wasnât too hard to see the stain and figure out what had happened. Later that morning, James and Maria sat down with Jacob and asked what happened. He explained how he had woken up and started peeing before remembering he wasnât in his diaper. James said, âok, it seems like you either need to wear a diaper every night â including at your grandparentsâ houses and if you go on sleepovers â or you need to get used to not wearing a diaper at night.â Jacob responded, âbut I didnât really wet the bed.â Maria decided this was a good learning moment. âJacob, the effect was the same as wetting your bed, and thing about waking up in the middle of the night is that you are not always aware. So we can keep baby world separate, I think it is a good idea for you to wear underwear to bed at least a few times week so that you can get used to getting up to go potty. The alternative is diapers every night, and I know you were looking forward to some sleepovers this year. What do you think the best approach is?â Jacob begrudgingly agreed to wear underwear to bed sometimes. Just to make it formal, they agreed he would wear underwear three nights a week. While he almost wet the bed again a few days later, he woke up quickly enough to limit the damage to just his underwear and shorts.  The next incident wasnât really the diapersâ fault. Maria had taken Jacob and Gavin back to school shopping in the morning followed by lunch and then a trip to Target to pick up a few groceries and supplies. At lunch, Jacob had taken Gavin to menâs room while Maria waited. They both peed and washed their hands, but Jacob realized that he was going to need to poop before long. On the way to Target, Jacob asked how long they were going to be there. Maria asked why, and Jacob said, âI really need to poop.â âWell, Target has bathrooms. You really need to be able to use the public restroom.â When they got to Target, Jacob went to the menâs room. He really was trying to overcome his fear of using public toilets, but it was difficult. And the first stall he entered was filthy; someone had peed all over the seat. He couldnât even make himself go to the next stall. He decided he would just wait until they got home. When he left the bathroom and found his mom, she asked if everything was ok, to which he responded yes. He didnât want to admit he hadnât used the bathroom. They had been in the store for almost 30 minutes when Jacob realized he was in trouble. They were looking at some clothes for Gavin when Jacob decided he needed to take action. He was hesitant to ask Maria about the bathroom again, but he knew he needed to go. He said, âhey mom, can I go back and look at the Legos?â His thought was that heâd run to the bathroom instead of going to the toy aisle. Mariaâs response was unhelpful. âIf you and Gavin finish the rest of this trip with minimal complaining, I was going to let you each pick out a toy, so why donât we wait a few minutes?â It was more quiet resignation than panic that took over. As he walked behind Maria with Gavin in the cart, his sphincter gave up. Jacob pooped his pants. He was able to regain control before he completely emptied his bowels, but he had pooped himself enough over the summer that 1) he could do it while moving and not change expression; and 2) he had a good sense of how much he had pooped. He knew his underwear had a pretty good-sized load in it, but not nearly as much as he often pooped in his diaper. He also knew it wasnât super firm. His hope was that his basketball shorts were baggy enough that the lump wasnât visible and that heâd be able to go to the bathroom while his mom checked out. Unfortunately, he didnât account for the smell. As they began to walk toward the toy section, Maria paused and looked at Jacob. âDid you poop your pants?â âMom!â he whisper shouted, âplease donât be so loud.â She got close to him and said, âI thought you used the bathroom when we came in. What happened?â âIt was gross and I couldnât go.â âTurn around.â Jacob stood still, âMom, please.â âTurn around now.â Jacob turned around and Maria pulled up his shirt and checked the back of his shorts. âMom, please donât be so obvious.â  âNo one is looking at us. You canât sit in my car like this. Follow me.â With that, they started walking, âCan I just go to the bathroom and try to clean up?â âYou had your chance to go to the bathroom.â Maria headed toward the baby aisle and grabbed a package of baby wipes and small bag of diapers, putting them in the cart. âMom, please, can we not grab that stuff?â âWe need to clean your bottom; weâll talk in the bathroom.â At this point, Gavin was speechless as he watched the interaction between Jacob and his mom. When they got to the restroom area, Maria tried to open the door to the family restroom; it was locked. She knocked and heard someone say, âjust a minute. Weâre finishing up.â Much to Jacobâs horror, another family consisting of a mom and a boy and a girl who both looked just younger than Gavin arrived at the restrooms at that moment. The boy was doing a potty dance as the door to the family restroom opened. The mom looked at Maria and said, can we go in front of you so he doesnât have an accident? Maria said, âplease do â itâs too late for us.â Maria regretted having said that the moment she did. Jacob turned bright red as the family went into the restroom. Jacob heard the little girl say, âI think that boy pooped his pants â it smelled bad.â Jacob was on the verge of tears when the family came out of the restroom. The other mom gave Maria a sympathetic look and said, âdo you want me to stand with your basket and your other son?â âThat would be lovely. Thank you, but it may be a minute.â The mother responded, âThatâs fine, weâll sit here as long as you need.â Maria grabbed the package of wipes, the diapers and a package of underwear Jacob hadnât even known sheâd added to the cart. Jacob was mortified. Once in the bathroom, Maria told Jacob to lower his shorts and then helped him remove his underwear. It was not salvageable; she flushed what poop she could, then used one of the available bags to wrap up the underwear and throw it away. Being a newer Target, they had an adaptive changing table that could be raised and lowered. After an initial wipe of Jacobâs bottom, Maria laid out one of the paper covers from the dispenser and told Jacob to get on the table. She raised the changing table and then finished cleaning up Jacobâs bottom. Then she held up the package of diapers and the package of underwear. âWhich do you want â a diaper or underwear? Iâm not going to force you to wear a diaper if you donât want to.â Jacob could tell she was angry; he didnât know what the right choice was even though he knew what he wanted at that moment. âI donât want people to know Iâm in a diaper.â âWell, that one family knows you had an accident, and no one else will notice it under your shorts if thatâs what you want to wear.â âOk.â Maria opened the package and began to diaper Jacob. She tapped his hip and he raised up so she could slide the diaper under him. This wasnât a tender diapering; it was businesslike and over quickly. Maria pulled Jacobâs shorts up. Jacob got off the table and looked at himself in the mirror. He couldnât really tell he was wearing a diaper. When they left the bathroom, Jacob was still trying not to cry. Maria thanked the other mother profusely. She just responded, âI understand â sometimes we all need a little help.â As the family walked away, Jacob heard the little girl ask her mom, âDid she put that big boy in a diaper?â The mother shushed her and said, âI donât know and itâs none of our business.â When they checked out, Maria had to put the open bag of wipes and diapers on the conveyer to pay for them. The clerk, an older lady, gave her quizzical look when she went to scan the items. Maria said, âWe had a little emergency.â Jacob just looked at the floor while the clerk glanced at him and mouthed, âohâŚâ As he rode home, Jacob relaxed back in his seat. On the one hand, he had been really embarrassed that he had pooped his pants in a store and someone had known. He was also a little embarrassed that the other family knew he was in a diaper. On the other hand, he was glad he had decided on the diaper as he felt much safer and more secure now. He also didnât think anyone else was able to tell he had been in a diaper and realized he would most likely never have to see that family again.  That night, James and Maria sat Jacob down to talk about what happened. They emphasized again that they werenât going to use diapers as a punishment. Maria apologized if she added to Jacobâs embarrassment but noted that he was too old to poop his pants in a store with a perfectly good bathroom. She pointed out that he could have used another stall or even gone to the family restroom. She finished by reminding him he was about to start school. âJacob, youâre starting the third grade. You have to be brave enough to go to the bathroom at school; I donât think you want to have another poopy accident. There was no excuse for today â not only were there other bathroom options, but you could have just talked to me.â Jacob apologized again to his mother. James and Maria gave him a hug and sent him to get his shower.  That night, as Jacob thought about the day, he was full of mixed emotions. He absolutely knew he did not want to poop his pants at school; he didnât want to have a reputation as a pants pooper. As Jacob tried to go to sleep, he kept replaying the whole incident at the store in his mind. First was the inevitable loss of control as he pooped his pants, followed by his mother inspecting his accident in the middle of an aisle, the other mom and her kids knowing he pooped himself and then getting put in a diaper on a changing table in a family restroom. He could hear the little girl asking her mom if that big boy was in a diaper, and remembered the cashierâs look when she realized Jacob was the one the diapers and wipes were for. In the moment, he had wanted to just disappear. Now, he kept thinking that in spite of how embarrassing everything at the store had been, he had also gotten a small thrill from the helplessness he felt when he had a true accident in his pants, having his mom put him in a diaper after his accident, and then from wearing a diaper outside the house for the first time.  6
DLFez Posted August 30 Author Posted August 30 More serious, less diapers, and weighs into a somewhat controversial ABDL topic of public accidents.  Part Eight: The Elephant in the Room Jacob had one last therapy session a few days before school started. His parents had thought it was a good idea for him to talk with his counselor before the transition from a summer in diapers back to school. Prior to the session, Maria had given a short description of the pants pooping incident in the patient portal (she warned Jacob before she did so). At the beginning of the session, Stephanie and Jacob just talked about how Jacob was nervous about the start of the school year, not just for what it would mean for his diapers, but also because he knew this year would be the first year he would have real homework and would even switch classes some during the day. About halfway through the session, Stephanie asked him if he wanted to talk about his accident. Jacob sat silently for a moment â he knew his mom had told Stephanie, and he actually did have some questions. Still, it was really hard to talk about. They had talked about his diapers and even that he used them, but talking about going potty in his pants was still awkward. He started by asking Stephanie a question. âWhen we started therapy, you said that if there was something I didnât want you to tell my parents you wouldnât. Is that true?â Stephanie answered carefully. âThatâs mostly true. If you tell me something that I think I need to share with your parents for your safety, or if you tell me someone else is in danger, I have to tell them. But I will make sure you know that I told them.â Jacob sat silent for a moment longer, absent-mindedly coloring a picture of a soccer player kicking the ball. âWhat did mom tell you about the accident?â Stephanie shared what little she knew. Jacob had chosen not to use the bathroom in a store, pooped his pants, and then, when given a choice, chose to wear a diaper home. Jacob said, âThere was a little more than that. I didnât use the bathroom because it was really gross. I thought I could make it home. Then, after I pooped my pants, my mom looked in the back of my shorts in the middle of the store, then took me to the diaper aisle to buy wipes and a bag of diapers. And then at the bathroom, a little girl told her mom she thought I had pooped my pants because of the smell. Mom also let that family go first because it was too late for us anyway.  At first, I was really upset that she did all that stuff. But then in the bathroom, she let me pick whether I wanted to wear underwear or a diaper. And I really wanted to wear the diaper.â Stephanie responded, âIt sounds like youâre saying you were really embarrassed at first, but that you were then glad your mom grabbed the diapers.â âYeah, I just didnât want anyone to know Iâd had an accident. But then I really liked being in the diaper. It made me feel safe.â Jacob hesitated. Jacob stopped again. Stephanie said, âIt sounds like you want to say something else. You can share with me if you want to, but Iâm not going to make you talk about this more if you donât want to today.â Jacob continued. âIâm worried thereâs something wrong with me because I keep thinking about the accident. It was really embarrassing, but I also kind of liked it. Even having a few people at the store know I was in a diaper is kind of exciting. I just keep thinking about it. I wouldnât be sad if it happened again.â Stephanie chose her next words carefully. âJacob, there are a few things we need to talk about, just you and me to start. First, we really donât know why we enjoy certain things. Some things, lots of people enjoy, like ice cream and movies. But even then, different people like different flavors and different types of movies. Do you understand what Iâm saying?â Jacob nodded, âI think so â we all like different things.â Stephanie continued. âI donât know why you like to wear diapers. It also sounds like you like the feeling when you have an accident. I donât know why you like that either. But if you arenât hurting anyone else and liking diapers doesnât hurt your performance at things that are important like school or other things you love like soccer, then thatâs ok. So I donât want you to think something is wrong with you just because you like something most people donât.â Stephanie handed Jacob a tissue as she saw some tears starting to form. âNow, Jacob, I need you to tell me what those two conditions were of me saying diapers are ok.â âAs long as Iâm still doing good at other stuff and I donât hurt someone, then Iâm ok?â Stephanie said, âthatâs right. Now we may add more stuff later, but thatâs the basics. I think we need to talk about the not hurting other people a little bit more. Iâm going to use an analogy to start.â Jacob piped up, âwhatâs an analogy?â Stephanie smiled, âItâs always good to ask questions when you donât understand something â an analogy is just a similar situation we can use to understand something else. Letâs start by thinking about playing games with your brother. What happens when you want to play a game your brother doesnât want to? Is he happy if you try to make him?â âNo â he doesnât like that. Mom makes us talk it out and pick something we both want to do or to take turns.â âThat sounds like a good strategy. Some things that are enjoyable to us are not enjoyable to others.â Jacob was a little confused. âIâm not trying to make anyone else wear diapers.â âBut are there times when wearing diapers or having accidents involve others?â Jacob thought for a moment âI guess my parents have to buy my diapers and they put them on me and change me when I use them.â Stephanie smiled. âThatâs right â your parents help you with your diapers. And theyâve both said thatâs ok, at least for now. Is there anything theyâve asked you to think about with your diaper changes? Maybe something theyâve asked you not to do?â Jacob turned a little red and answered, âYeah â dad has said he doesnât want to change messy diapers, and mom said sheâd do it sometimes, but asked me not to do it too often.â âThatâs a really good example â theyâve shared what we call a boundary with you. And would your mom be happy if she had to clean up your poopy diapers every day?â Jacob shook his head no. âOk, letâs think about having an accident around other people. I know you were embarrassed, but how were other people affected?â âWell, my mom was upset â and I know she told me she doesnât want to have to wash poopy clothes. And she may have been embarrassed too.â âRight â your mom doesnât want you to have accidents in public if you can prevent it, which it sounds like you could have in this case with different choices. Was anyone else affected?â âI donât know what you mean.â âWell, you said another family smelled your accident. You said when you think about the accident, that you kind of liked that other people knew. Do you think those people would agree to smell your poopy underwear?â Jacob was bright red now. âI guess not â but this was an accident!â âYouâre right, this time was an accident. But it would be different if you had an accident on purpose that affected other people. Does that make sense? Itâs one thing to have an actual accident or for people to smell stinky things where they expect to like in the bathroom, but it would be different if you had an on purpose accident around people who didnât agree to it.â Jacob nodded. Stephanie finished, âSometimes we have to make sure that stuff we do for fun doesnât hurt other people.â Jacob then asked, âI know I shouldnât try to have an accident around people, but how do I stop thinking about it?â Stephanie simply said, âIt can be hard to do. We can work on some tools to help. I also think itâs ok to talk to your parents about this. You donât have to tell them all you told me, but your parents have been really understanding. âDuring our debrief, Iâm going to suggest to your parents that they talk to you about accidents and some strategies that may help you deal with dirty bathrooms. Sometimes, having a good plan of what to do if a bathroom is gross can help. Is that ok?â Jacob answered, âI guess, but youâre not going to tell them I liked having the accident?â âNo, that is between us. But if it continues to be a challenge for you, we may need to bring them into the conversation. And it seems your parents, especially your mom, already understand that you like going potty in your pants. I can help you talk to them if you like.â Jacob just said, âI understand.â  That night in her debrief, Stephanie started the conversation with Jacob in the room. Together with his parents, they came up with some strategies to use if he thought a bathroom was too gross. They considered trying to get an accommodation put in place for Jacob regarding bathrooms at school, but decided to table it for the moment. Then Stephanie asked Jacob if it was ok if she and Rebecca talked to his parents alone for a minute; an assistant walked him to the daycare area. Stephanie had a simple message for Maria and James. âJacob is a thoughtful kid, but he is facing a number of stressors right now. I think it is a good idea to have a clear conversation with him about where you anticipate diapers fitting in with school starting. It may also be necessary to revisit conversations about what you are ok with and what you are not ok with; itâs ok if that changes over time. You just need to make sure to keep the communication with Jacob open. âIâd like to see Jacob a week or two after school starts. I know thatâs before when his next appointment was going to be, but it sounds like this school year could be a little stressful. I just want to chat with him.â Maria and James nodded and made an appointment for mid-way through the first week of school. 5
DLFez Posted August 30 Author Posted August 30 Maybe venturing away from reality a little more - still mostly a feel good story. I have one more chapter planned then I really should take a hiatus for a bit. I want the story to have some plot advancement and not just be diaper incident after incident. I have a character development chapter planned and then sort of want to let it sit for a bit. We'll see. This is really a procrastination project for me. Part Nine: A New Semester After the first few days of school, Jacob settled into the new routine. With Gavin now attending pre-K at the same school building as Jacob, their dad would drop them off on his way to work. Maria would pick up Gavin at lunchtime with his school day ended, and Jacob would ride the bus home from school. He wasnât doing any clubs this fall as his fall soccer league would be starting soon. Before school started, he and his parents had agreed that when he got home, he could put on a diaper if he wanted to. He could either ask Maria for help, or he could put it on himself. Then he was expected to finish his homework before dinner. On nights he wore a diaper to sleep, his dad still got him ready while his mom put Gavin to bed. In practice, most days Jacob diapered himself and then sat at his desk doing homework. On days where school was a little more stressful, he would ask Maria to diaper him. It was not unusual for his pacifier to make an appearance during these changes. Maria thought it was really cute when she would check on Jacob and see him sitting in a diaper doing his homework. When soccer started, he wouldnât get diapered on practice day until practice was over. With the start of school, Jacob found that he wasnât obsessing about his accident nearly as much. There was too much else to think about! One thing Jacob spent more than a little time thinking about was his classmate Olivia. Olivia was the girl who had wet her pants at recess the year before. She was a little shorter than Jacob and had frizzy, shoulder length dirty blond hair. She was thin, a little pale, and wore glasses. Her accident had happened shortly after she moved to the school and was the first thing that had brought attention to her. Jacob had never really talked to her as she was in a different class last year, but this year he noticed she was in his homeroom. He really didnât think much about it; she was just another classmate. While Jacob had given her accident a little bit of thought, it was more in the context of wanting to avoid having his friends find out about his other interests. In addition to their homeroom class, it turned out that Olivia and Jacob were in the same advanced math and reading classes, and both had been selected for the GATE program which led to their being called out for special sessions twice a week. During the first callout day, the students were all told to pair off. Jacob was normally shy and would often wait until someone approached him. On this day, however, he noticed that no one was approaching Olivia â her reputation as the pee pants girl had made her even more shy, and no one else was rushing to be her partner. Jacobâs decision to approach her was mainly because he felt bad for her, not because she was another person who he knew had peed his pants. He realized that most people who wet their pants didnât enjoy it. He really just didnât want her to be sad that no one wanted to be her partner. For her part, Olivia was both nervous and happy that someone had finally asked her to be their partner. That first day, they both realized that they liked many of the same books and video games. While both were somewhat shy, they found that they enjoyed talking to one another in class. It was during the third week of school that things took a slight turn. Jacob had noted that Olivia often sat at the end of a table at lunch, keeping to herself. Jacob usually sat with the same group of friends, some of whom he also played soccer with. He knew from talking to Olivia that she didnât really have anyone she thought of as a friend at the school and felt bad for her. One day, after Jacob picked up his lunch tray, he decided to sit with Olivia. She looked surprised when she saw Jacob sit down across from her; the surprise quickly turned to embarrassment when one of Jacobâs friends stopped on the way to their usual table and said, âJacob, why are you sitting with pee pants girl?â Jacob channeled all the anti-bullying stuff they had talked about in class and said, âdonât call her that; her nameâs Olivia and sheâs my friend too. We have a lot of classes together.â Jacobâs friend said, âwhatever, dude.â Over the next few weeks, Jacob started sitting with Olivia every day, though he normally played with his friends during recess. Some of his friends would occasionally join him and Olivia for lunch, and some days it was just the two of them. One day when it was just Olivia and Jacob, she asked, âwhy are you so nice to me?â Jacob was surprised by this question. âBecause youâre my friend. Why wouldnât I be?â Olivia looked down and said, âno one has wanted to be my friend since⌠well, since that day at recess.â Jacob responded, âwho cares about that â lots of other people have wet their pants.â âBut not at school â I already didnât have many friends, and after that happened, everyone just called me pee pants girl and ignored me.â Jacob didnât know for sure what to say next. He decided to just ask what he wanted to. âWhat happened that day?â Olivia looked at him and realized he wasnât making fun of her about it. âThere were some girls who were really mean to me when I moved here. That day when I went to the bathroom after lunch, some of them were in the bathroom and started making fun of me. So I just left without using the bathroom. At recess, I had to go really bad and thought I could just let a little out. But then as soon as I did that, I could see it on my pants, and then it just kept coming.â Jacob looked around to make sure no one else was listening. âI wet my pants last year, too. Itâs just that no one else saw it.â He then described the incident during clubs the last week of school. Olivia continued, âit happens to me sometimes in other places â I donât like using toilets that arenât mine.â Jacob nodded and said, âI know what you mean.â Olivia got quiet and said, âI wet my pants a lot on the way home â I try not too, but I hate the school bathrooms.â Jacob blushed a little and quietly said, âthatâs ok. I still wet sometimes too.â It was true, after all, even if it wasnât the full truth  One thing Jacob had started doing most days when he didnât have practice was not using the bathroom in the afternoon at school. If he had to go bad, he would go ahead and pee in the school restroom, but for the most part he tried to hold his bladder until he got home and put on a diaper. As he would walk to his house from the bus stop, he would usually let just a little bit of pee out. It was enough to get his underwear wet but not enough to leave a mark on his pants. One day he did this and let out a little more pee than he meant to, but definitely not enough to be considered an accident. When he got home, he found his mom in her office and asked if she would diaper him. âSure, kiddo. Letâs just do it in your room.â Maria followed Jacob upstairs where he put down his backpack, laid out the changing mat and plopped down for a change. Maria could usually tell Jacobâs stress level by the preparations he took for a diaper change. On really stress-free days, Jacob would put the first diaper on himself. On semi-stressed days, he would usually remove his pants and underwear himself before Maria diapered him. On really stressful days, he would lay down and let Maria handle everything. Those were the days Maria gave him a pacifier. Today was clearly a stress day. Maria sat the supplies down next to Jacob and gave him his pacifier. When she took off his pants, she immediately noticed that his underwear was damp again. This had happened quite a bit recently. When she did his laundry, pretty much all of Jacobâs underwear had a pee stain. As she slid his underwear off and grabbed some wipes, she asked, âJacob, are you wetting your pants a little on purpose?â Jacob nodded yes. Maria then asked, âAre you doing it while youâre at school?â Jacob nodded no. âDo you just do it on the way home?â Another nod yes. She tapped his hip to raise up and slid the diaper under him. As she powdered him, she said, âIâm not upset that youâre wetting your underwear a little, but I think itâs time we teach you to do some of your own laundry. We probably need to do it more than once a week, because it makes your laundry smell like pee.â Jacob took his pacifier out and asked something that had been on his mind. âWhat would happen if I had an accident on the way home from school?â His mom hesitated. Conversations with Stephanie and Rebecca at therapy had suggested such a question might come up eventually. âWell, I guess I would change you if it was just pee. If you have a poopy accident in your underwear, youâre going to have to clean yourself up. But you wonât be in trouble if it happens on the way home with no one else around.â âAnd, since weâre going to teach you to do your own laundry, you will know how to wash your own clothes.â Jacob popped his pacifier back in as his mom finished putting the diaper on him. Maria said, âGet your homework done, and then Iâll show you how to do your laundry.â She noticed that Jacob left the pacifier in as he grabbed stuff out of his backpack and sat down at his desk.  The next week on one of the GATE pullout days, Jacob noticed that Olivia seemed a little sad in class. During lunch, she wasnât as talkative as normal. So at recess when Olivia went off by herself and sat with a book, Jacob decided to join her. When he sat down next to her, she glanced up but didnât say anything. Jacob started reading his book, not saying anything at first. Eventually he said, âOlivia, is something wrong? You seem sad.â Olivia was quiet, then got a look of determination on her face and looked around to make sure no one else was in ear shot. âJacob, look down at my hand.â Olivia was sitting cris-cross applesauce and sat her book in her lap. Jacob watched as she subtly lifted the edge of her shirt and pulled down the top of her pants revealing a waistband of a pullup before putting everything back and picking up her book. She said, âDo you know what that is?â Jacob was somewhat in shock, but said, âyes, I used to wet the bed and had to wear pullups and Goodnites.â Olivia said, âI still wet the bed and wear these at night. I had to wear this to school today because my mom was upset at me because I had another accident yesterday.â âYouâve wet your pants before â have you had to wear a pullup to school before?â Olivia blushed, âno, I got in trouble because yesterday I didnât just pee.â Jacob swallowed hard. Olivia was worried about Jacobâs reaction and quietly said, âyou donât have to be my friend if you donât want to.â Jacob looked at her and blurted out, âI pooped my pants once and my mom put me in a diaper.â Now Oliviaâs eyes got wide. Jacob didnât elaborate, and Olivia didnât ask. They sat in silence for the rest of recess reading their books. Jacob couldnât believe he had told Olivia he pooped his pants, but he figured he could trust her as she had shown him her pullup.  That week was the end of their grading period. On Thursday, Jake had three tests. By the end of the day, he was exhausted. As usual, he hadnât used the bathroom after lunch and was feeling the need to pee by the time he got on the bus. It wasnât an emergency, but his bladder was definitely full. He leaned his head against the bus window, thinking about the day and how much he was looking forward to putting on a diaper when he got home. At that thought, a smile crept across his face as he got an idea. Once he was off the bus and split off from his friends, Jacob put his âplanâ into action. His plan was not complicated in the least. Today when he let himself dampen his underwear, he just wasnât going to stop. He waited until he was on the sidewalk in front of his house. Checking that no one was around, he relaxed his bladder and gave the tiniest push. As bad as he needed to go, the initial trickle quickly turned into a flood; in moments, there were wet streaks all the way down his khakis. He even felt it in his socks. Jacob opened the front door and paused for a moment. He heard popcorn popping in the microwave, so he headed to the kitchen. Gavin was sitting at the bar and had a full view of Jacob as he walked in, while Maria was standing at the microwave about to open the door. Gavin smiled and said, âMom, Jacob wet his pants!â Maria took the popcorn out of the microwave, turned around and saw Jacob struggling not to smile and realized instantly what was going on. She winked and said in mock anger, âJacob! Youâre too old to be wetting your pants! Why didnât you go to the bathroom?â Jacob said, âI just couldnât make it! It was an accident!â Maria said, âI guess weâll just have to put you in a diaper if youâre going to pee your pants. Gavin, do you want to help me with your brother?â Gavin jumped up and said, âIâll get the stuff from the little bathroom,â and hopped up from his seat. Maria walked over to Jacob and said, âYoung man, letâs go to the living room. If you canât keep your pants dry, itâs diapers for you!â She had grabbed a pacifier on the way and popped it in his mouth while helping him lay back on the changing mat. At about that moment, Gavin showed up with a diaper, wipes and powder. Maria, still in a joking tone said, âok, baby, letâs get those pants off you!â She proceeded to remove Jacobâs soaked clothes and get him in a fresh diaper while Gavin sat beside her and giggled. Jacob loved every moment. Once she was done, she told Gavin to head to the kitchen. When he was gone, she got a little more serious and said, âJacob, I know you had a lot going on today. But now I need you to take these wet clothes and put them in the washer. After we have our snack, you can add your other laundry and start it.â Jacob, still with the pacifier nodded, then sat up and gave his mom a big hug and said, âthank you so much, Mom.â After dinner that night, Jacob and his mother were standing in the laundry room folding his laundry when Jacob felt the need to poop. He hadnât pooped in a diaper since his accident at Target; he hadnât wanted to press his luck or put his mom through a messy diaper change. He knew he could easily wait until just before his shower and use the toilet, but he was still in a very baby mindset this evening. And besides, the worst-case scenario would be that he would have to clean himself up. When they were almost done, he gave a push just to see if anything would happen. He felt a little movement and a spurt of warm pee. He gave one more push and everything started moving. The laundry room was largely quiet with just he and his mother, so Jacob could hear the faint crackling noise of his movement as well as a soft rustle of his diaper as it expanded. He wasnât sure if his mom had heard, so he glanced over at her and saw a small smile on her face. âSeems like someone really is in baby mode today.â Jacob gave a small laugh and put on his best baby voice. âMommy, I think I made a stinky in my diaper.â Maria reached over and pulled back Jacobâs diaper to inspect the damage. âYep, I definitely think you went poopy â letâs finish folding your laundry and then Iâll clean up my little babyâs tushy.â She gave his diaper a playful smack then returned to folding Jacobâs shirts. When they finished folding everything, they carried it up to Jacobâs room. Maria laid out the changing mat and helped Jacob lay down. As she was cleaning his bottom she said, âafter I clean you up, you can just go get your shower and get ready for bed. Today was a long day, and it wouldnât hurt you to go to bed a little early. And Jacob, I donât mind if we have a full baby mode like this every once in a while, but it does need to be every once in a while, not all the time, ok?â Jacob was already coming out of baby mode. âI know. It was just a really hard day.â After his shower, Jacob got dressed and returned to his room to find his dad waiting for him with diapering supplies. Jacob said, âtonightâs an underwear night. You donât have to diaper me. I already got dressedâ James replied, âI thought you might want to wear a diaper to bed tonight â we can make the occasional exception to the rules. So⌠would you rather wear a diaper  or underwear tonight?â Jacob just laid down on the changing mat and let his dad remove his pajama bottoms and diaper him for bed. That night he slept, well, like a baby.  School continued as normal. Most days Jacob ate lunch with Olivia and split his time at recess between Olivia and his friends. Olivia had shared with him that she was wearing a pullup to school more frequently; her mother had found that she seemed less stressed when wearing it even though she wasnât really having accidents at school. She told Jacob that her mom had talked to the nurse and her teachers, and that if she did wet her pullup, she was supposed to visit the nurse. So far, that hadnât happened yet. Even though Olivia had opened up more about her fear of toilets and the frequency of her accidents, Jacob hadnât said much more than that he had occasional accidents from trying to avoid using public toilets.  A few weeks after she had shown Jacob she was wearing a pullup for the first time, he was sitting beside her at recess looking at a book. They had both started reading the Percy Jackson series upon the recommendation of their GATE teacher and were looking through an illustrated companion guide Oliviaâs aunt had given her. While they were commenting on some of the illustrations and how they did or did not match how they imagined the characters looked when reading the book, Olivia shifted positions so that she was sitting on her knees and leaning forward. She looked around for a moment, then concentrated on the book again. Moments later, Jacob could swear he heard a hissing sound, one that he recognized. âOlivia, are you wetting your diaper?â Olivia blushed, âItâs a pullup, not a diaper.â âOk, did you pee your pullup?â Olivia just went with honesty. âYes. I couldnât hold it anymore. The bathroom was full after lunch and I didnât get to go.â Jacob could barely breathe. He asked Olivia something he had been wondering for some time now. He continued to look at the book and turn the pages as he whispered, âDo you like how it feels when you wet your pants?â Olivia also continued staring at the book, not really seeing the pages anymore. When she had shifted position, she had thought she could wet her pullup without anyone knowing. But of course Jacob would be able to tell. This wasnât the first time she had wet a pullup on purpose, but it was the first time she had done it at school. Any time she wet her pants without a pullup was really just because she lost control. And now her best friend had asked her if she liked how it felt to pee herself. While she hadnât really thought about it that way before â she usually just peed her pullups to avoid going to the bathroom or lost control in her pants because she had refused to use a public toilet â she had to admit she didnât really mind the feeling of wet pants. Maybe she did like it a little. She finally answered in a quiet voice, âIt doesnât really bother me. I guess I do kind of like how warm it is.â Jacob sat for a second. âMe too.â As recess ended, Olivia made her way to the nurseâs office. Jacob wondered if there would be occasion to share more about his personal knowledge of diapers with Olivia.  6
DLFez Posted September 2 Author Posted September 2 This is the last chapter I had planned for the first part of the story; it's a little long. I will pick it back up in the not too distant future. This was mainly feel good with a little less conflict than some of the stories on here; there will be bigger obstacles moving forward. But it will hopefully still be a happy escape. I do have an idea for a one shot featuring Jacob's therapist based on the backstory I had made up for her. That may appear sooner rather than later. Part Ten: We Are the Champions Jacob truly loved playing soccer. He looked forward to practice with his friends, weekend games, and after game meals with his parents. Practice had started at the end of August with games starting in mid-September. The local league organization had a system that made it possible for teams to stay mostly together season-to-season. While some movement was possible, for the most part, kids were able to keep playing with the same friends and coaches, who, at this age, were usually just moms and dads. Most of Jacobâs team went to the same school, and a few of them were in the friend group that Jacob played with at recess. In the spring, Jacobâs team had finally started to understand soccer at a slightly more advanced level. Where the season started with the boys still swarming the ball, by the end of the season, they had begun to better understand the real differentiation between different positions and the importance of keeping a little space. At their first practice in the fall, the head coach, whose son, David, was probably Jacobâs best friend, pulled him aside for a quick chat. âJacob, I know in the spring we were able to rotate you in and out of goalie, but Owen moved away and youâre our only player with experience in the goal. What do you think about being our main goalie?â Jacob was a little sad â he loved trying to score goals and was pretty good at it. âI really liked playing forward some; do I have to be the goalie all the time?â Coach Anderson dropped down to a knee. âJacob, you were a very good goalie last year. We have a pretty good team, and I think we have a better chance of winning if you focus on being goalie. The other coaches and I want to teach the whole team a little more this fall. Good goalies are really important, and the best goalies do a lot more than block shots. They can be the eyes for a lot of what happens on the field.â Jacob was clearly still disappointed, but said, âOk. Iâll try.â Their pre-season practices this year were a lot more serious than their past practices. While they still had fun, they spent a lot of time practicing how to properly make and receive passes, and how to control a ball on the run. They also focused on knowing where their positions were and learning to play off the ball. While the coaches moved players around, they settled more into core forwards/strikers, midfielders and defenders. One of their players, Matt, had always been fast. He grew a little over the summer and was easily faster than any other player on the team. The coaches were working with him on how to receive a ball on the move to press an attack. Jacob watched all this and learned. Before their first game, the coaches talked to the players about the importance of simple communication. If you needed help, call the name of the player near you â donât just yell help. Moreover, the coaches told them to talk if they saw something happening on the field. The key was to keep communication short and clear. For Jacob in particular, they tried to start teaching him how to direct the defense and midfield. They also worked with him on how to put the ball in play on goal kicks and after a save. Coach Anderson had played soccer in college, and the other assistant coaches had a decent amount of experience as well. The boys were beginning to feel like real players.  The league had five teams; they played two games every weekend for five weeks before culminating in an end of season tournament the last weekend of October. The top three teams had a bye into the tournament, while the 4th and 5th teams played a game the weekend before the tournament to see who would compete. Jacobâs team, the Wolverines, were quite good. They finished as the second ranked team; their only two losses were to the top team, Arsenal. While the games against that team had been close â the scores were 1-0 and 2-1 â Arsenal had won the regular season without dropping a game. For his part, Jacob had begun to really enjoy playing goalie; his friend David and another kid from a different school named Dillon were their usual defenders. The three of them had started talking to one another really well and had gotten very good at shutting down goal scoring opportunities. For their age, they seemed to be pretty good at disrupting passing lanes. With his coachesâ help, Jacob had become much more assertive at moving the midfielders around. The other boys tended to listen because it turned out Jacob was good at seeing the field. When they did what he said, things went well. The coaches were a little surprised at how much the boys improved during the season.  The end of season tournament would occur just over a week after Olivia had peed her pullup at recess. They had never really spoken about it again, but Olvia did let Jacob know she had to go to the nurseâs office on one other occasion. Jacob thought about her a lot. It wasnât just his curiosity over her bathroom habits either; Olivia was his first friend who really enjoyed the same types of books and talking about school stuff, not just video games. On the car ride home after the last Wednesday practice before the tournament, Jacob asked his dad if Olivia could come watch the game. James said, âI donât see why not. If her parents say itâs ok, sure. We probably need to talk to them first, though. Can you get her parentsâ phone number?â âIâll ask her, but she only has a mom. Her dad died and then they moved here.â âTell you what, your mom and I will write a little note for you to give Olivia so her mom can give us a call.â  The next day at recess, Jacob explained the weekend tournament then asked Olivia if she wanted to come watch his games on Saturday. Olivia was all smiles. âWhat time do you play?â âWe play at 10:00 AM and if we win, we play again at 2:00.â âWould I go to both games?â âI think it would be cool if you did. But my parents want to talk to your mom about it first. They gave me a note for your mom with their phone numbers on it.â Olivia couldnât hide her excitement. âI canât wait!â  That night, Oliviaâs mom called Maria. âHi, this is Carolyn Hamilton â Iâm Oliviaâs mom.â âOh, itâs great to hear from you. I guess she told you our son Jacob asked her to come watch his soccer game on Saturday.â âYes â she is very excited about it, but I do need to talk to you about a few things.â âSure, Iâm happy to answer any questions.â âWell, the first issue is that I canât bring her. I actually already committed to go into work on Saturday. Olivia was going to come to the office with me, but depending on what time the game is, I could either drop her off at your house or you could pick her up at ours if thatâs ok with you.â âThatâs not a problem; we have to be at the field by 9:00, which means we need to leave our house at 8:40 if we go directly. Depending on where you live, we would probably have to pick Olivia up around that same time.â Carolyn thought for a second. âIf itâs ok, do you mind if I just drop her off at your house at 8:00?â âSure! Thatâs fine with us. Iâll text you the address.â âThereâs something else thatâs kind of delicate. Olivia has some sensory issues which we manage pretty well for the most part, but she does have a shy bladder. She gets really nervous about using public restrooms.â âI actually understand that problem really well. Jacob has had similar issues in the past.â âSo⌠lately if we are going to be away from the house all day, Olivia tends to wear protective underwear.â âOhâŚâ âShe usually makes it to the bathroom, but sometimes has a little leak. She knows how to take care of things herself, but if itâs ok with you, Iâll bring you a bag with her supplies. Iâm not sure sheâd be ok carrying it around herself.â âThatâs perfectly ok. Iâll carry it for her.â Carolynâs voice caught a little before she continued. âI canât tell you what Jacobâs friendship has meant to Olivia. Before he started hanging out with her, she really didnât have any friends at school. Since heâs been sitting with her at lunch and recess and partnering with her in class, sheâs really brightened up and started talking to other kids. You have a really special son.â Maria was taken aback. âJacob just told us how cool and smart your daughter is. They really like talking books.â âThatâs true, but last year when we moved here, Olivia had a really tough time, and she came home crying the first few days of school this year because she didnât have any friends. Now she does and I canât tell you how much that means to me.â Maria didnât know what to say. âWell, I canât wait to meet Olivia. I think Jacobâs pretty special, but then I am biased. Oh, and weâll try to make sure he doesnât find out about her special underwear.â âOh, I think he knows; not to get into too much detail, but Olivia had an incident last year when we first moved that sort of stuck with her. Jacob stood up for her this year when some other kids were mean to her. Sheâs been able to talk to him a little bit about her challenges. I think having a friend who understands has been really comforting.â âThat must have been hard for her. Iâm glad they found each other.â âMe too. Weâll see you Saturday morning.â Maria filed this information away and then went to get Gavin ready for bed.  On Friday at lunch, Jacob went through the line with David and Matt. When he went to sit down in his usual spot with Olivia, they joined him as they did on occasion. By this point, they considered Olivia a friend; though they didnât read as much as Jacob, they found, just as Jacob had, that she liked many of the same video games and shows. There was no longer any awkwardness in their conversations, though she obviously hadnât shared anything about her accidents the way she did with Jacob. Once seated, Jacob said, âOlivia â I guess our momâs talked. It sounds like your mom is dropping you off at my house Saturday morning?â âYep. She has to work all day so I guess Iâll be with your family until my mom gets off work.â David then said, âdoes that mean you are going to watch our games?â Olivia nodded, âthatâs why Iâm going to Jacobâs house.â Matt laughed and said, âthatâs cool, you can watch me score some goals,â and gave Jacobâs shoulder a little punch. Jacob laughed and said, âthatâs fine, David and I will shut everything down on defense so you can show off.â Later, when they were putting their trays away, David asked Jacob, âso is Olivia your girlfriend?â Jacob blushed and said, âI donât know. I guess. We just like talking to each other.â  Friday after school Jacob got home and realized that if Olivia was going to be at his house early in the morning, he needed to do some straightening up. He found Maria in her office. âMom, Iâm going to move the stuff out of the downstairs bathroom to my room.â Maria looked up and said, âhey, letâs talk for a second.â Jacob sat down in one of his momâs chairs. âMrs. Hamilton said some really nice things about you. She said youâve really helped Olivia this year.â Jacob got quiet. âI donât know what that means. I just started hanging out with her.â âShe said you helped her out when some other kids were mean to her.â âI guess. I just did what weâre supposed to do.â âBut no one else did.â âNo.â âJacob, she also said you know something about Oliviaâs bathroom challenges.â âI know she had an accident last year and still has them sometimes.â âIs that why you wanted to be friends with her?â âMom, NO! I went to talk to her in class because she was by herself and no one else would work with her. I didnât want her to be the only kid without a partner. I just didnât care that she had wet her pants while other people were mean to her about it. I didnât find out about her other accidents until later.â âOk. I guess you would be more sympathetic than most kids. Does she know anything about you? I donât want to say something wrong.â âShe knows Iâve had accidents but doesnât know I like to or that I have diapers. I donât think she likes them the same way I do.â âSo thatâs why you want to move stuff. That makes sense. You may want to hide the stuff in your room too. I donât know that she will see your room, but best to be safe.â âOk, mom.â  The next morning, Jacob woke up early, incredibly excited for the day. He wasnât sure if his excitement was more about soccer or seeing Olivia outside of school. Probably both. He went ahead and got his uniform on and headed downstairs for a quick breakfast. Just after eight, he heard the doorbell and ran to the front door with his mom right behind him. When he opened the door, he and Olivia both had huge smiles on their faces, but couldnât manage to say anything. This was the first time they were seeing each other not in school mandated pants and shirts. Olivia was wearing a pair of jeans with butterflies embroidered on them and a pink t-shirt, while Jacob was in his black soccer uniform. Carolyn, said, âYou must be Jacob, Iâm Carolyn Hamilton. Itâs nice to meet you,â and held her hand out. Jacob shook her hand and managed to say, âitâs nice to meet you Mrs. Hamilton.â Maria then introduced herself and shook both Carolyn and Oliviaâs hands before inviting them in. âWe were just finishing up a little breakfast. Can I get either of you anything to drink?â Carolyn answered, âno, we had something quick this morning. Someone was a little excited and got up really early.â Olivia just smiled and looked down. Maria laughed. âThat may have happened here as well. Ok, Jacob, why donât you take Olivia to the playroom. Yâall can watch something or play a game until itâs time to go.â She paused, âif thatâs ok with you, Carolyn.â âOf course! Olivia, have fun! And remember, if you need help just ask Mr. or Mrs. Cook. They have my phone number.â Once Olivia and Jacob had headed to the playroom, Carolyn said, âcan we chat for just a moment?â Maria answered, âsure, why donât we step into my office so we can have a little privacy.â In the office, Carolyn handed over Oliviaâs bag. âThere are a few extra pullups in there together with some wipes and disposal bags. Iâve probably over prepared, but I know my Olivia, and I canât imagine she will use the toilets at the soccer fields.â Maria said, âTruth be told, I think one reason Jacob was sympathetic to Olivia is that he has also had trouble using public restrooms. Should I say anything to her, or just let her take care of herself?â âSheâs pretty good about managing her needs, but if you can ask her privately if she needs to use the bathroom or needs a change, that would be good. She can handle the pullup herself, but it would be great if you would accompany her somewhere when she changes. She gets a little nervous going in bathrooms or changing rooms by herself.â âOk, like I said Iâm no stranger to this. Iâll try to make sure sheâs comfortable.â Carolyn stood up, âI really canât tell you how much this means to us. Iâm not sure what Jacob has told you, but weâve had a rough few years. This is really special for Olivia.â Maria, finding herself oddly emotional, stood up to walk Carolyn to the door and said, âsheâs welcome anytime.â  The boys won their first game easily. It was 3-0 by halftime; David and Dillon shut down almost anything that made it past midfield, and Jacob only had to make a few easy (for him) saves. Once they were up 5-0 early in the second half, Coach Anderson gave the signal to slow their attack. Rather than try to aggressively score, they played back and focused on preventing any goals. After the game, Coach Anderson talked to the boys with parents standing in the background, âOk. We have one more game this season against the number one team in the league. We can win that game. Weâre the only team that kept them below five goals all season, and we did it twice. âLast time we played them, we focused on staying back to try to keep them from scoring. Weâre going to start off today trying something different. Weâre going to play our attacking game â midfield weâre going to push forward as much as we can. That means weâre trusting our defense. Jacob, David, Dillon, are you ready?â David answered, âyes, dad, I mean coach. No one scores on us today.â Jacob nodded. âNo one scores.â James and Maria looked at each other. They had been impressed by Jacobâs growing confidence this fall, but this was something new. Coach Anderson finished up, âok, parents, we need to be back at the field by one. Please have the kids eat a good lunch and rest. Nothing too heavy, and please donât let them run around. See you at one.â  When everyone went their separate ways, James turned to Jacob and asked, âwhat sounds good for lunch?â Jacob immediately answered, âcan we get Panda Express?â then looked at Olivia. âDo you like Panda Express?â Olivia was still a little shy around Jacobâs parents, and whispered, âthat sounds good.â At lunch, Jacob went straight to the bathroom; coach always made them stay hydrated, and he really needed to pee. James followed with Gavin in tow. Maria turned to Olivia and said, âOlivia, do you need to use the restroom?â Olivia nodded and followed Maria to the womenâs room. Maria was trying to be as nice as possible, âDo you need any help with anything.â Olivia answered, âNo, I think Iâm ok.â The bathroom turned out to be pretty clean and Olivia convinced herself to use it; her pullup was still dry. During lunch, Jacob drank plenty of water and used the bathroom one more time before they left.  After their warmup, Coach gathered the team one last time. âRemember, we start off pressing. Simple communication. Ask for help if you need it. Jacob, youâre in charge of the defensive side. If you need to, tell people where to go. Just like always, name and direction. Everyone, if you hear Jacob yell your name, listen.â The game was intense. The new strategy worked out; whereas in their last game they had basically conceded that the Arsenal players were going to be on the Wolverine half of the field, this time Arsenal had to work harder to advance. At half, the score was 0-0. The defense was aggressive at marking players, and Jacob made a couple of good saves. During halftime, Jacob drank some Gatorade and thought for a moment that he should run to the bathroom, but the only ones near their field were porta-potties, and he couldnât make himself use those.  During the first half, Olivia had started to get more comfortable around Jacobâs family. She had been talking to Gavin and learning more when to cheer. At one point, though, Maria looked over and realized her shirt had caught on the edge of her pullup, exposing it. Maria gently pulled it down; Olivia looked up at her and smiled, âthank you.â  As the second half wore on, neither team could score. Then disaster struck. Arsenalâs biggest player broke through and was moving fast toward the penalty area. As the defenders began to converge on him, Jacob saw one of Arsenalâs midfielders trailing unchallenged on the left. Jacob yelled, âDavid, left!â David jerked his head to see the other player. As he tried to move into the passing lane, the attacking player tried to loft the ball to his teammate, right toward David. David reacted by lifting his arm. Handball. In the penalty area. The ref immediately blew the whistle and placed the ball for a penalty shot. He walked over to Jacob and said, âhave you ever defended a penalty before?â Jacob said, ânot in a game.â The ref explained, âOk â you have to stand on the goal line right in the middle of the net. You canât move until the player touches the ball. Iâll blow the whistle and then he can take the shot.â Jacob nodded. The ref asked the Arsenal player the same thing, he shook his head yes. Jacob could feel his heart pounding in his chest. He just kept reminding himself to focus on the hips and feet. The ref blew the whistle, and Arsenalâs player moved to the ball. Jacob dove and felt the ball hit his hands. Somehow, he didnât just block it, but held on to it as he landed, fully stretched out. Two thoughts crossed his mind. First, he had felt himself pee a little when he hit the ground. Second, he heard the crowd cheering for his save. He immediately hopped up and saw Matt creeping up the field. They made eye contact and Matt took off as Jacob punted the ball as hard as he could. They had practiced this numerous times, but it almost never worked. Jacob either didnât kick it close enough to Matt, or Matt couldnât control the ball from such a long kick, or Matt was offsides by the time Jacob kicked the ball. This time it worked perfectly. Matt was the fastest player on the field. While one of the defenders and the opposing goalie had seen what was happening, Matt blew past the defender as the ball landed and bounced. Now Matt was racing the goalie to the ball. Matt got there first and managed to control the bouncing ball; the goalieâs momentum meant he was out of position, and Matt was able to tap the ball in. 1-0 Wolverines. As the players lined up at midfield for the kick, Jacob yelled, âclear everything.â This was what coach said when they were winning big and he didnât want to push the attack anymore. It meant that instead of focusing on passing, your goal was just to keep the ball on the other end of the field. With Arsenal pressing hard, the Wolverines simply tried to kick the ball as hard as they could towards the opposite goal anytime they could. Jacob had to make one more save, and then, as the Arsenal defenders moved up to help with the attack, Matt managed to sneak in a second goal. When the whistle blew, the Wolverines had won. During the lineup, Jacob took his usual position at the end of the line. The opposing coach stopped him and said, âthat was an incredible game young man. Good job.â Jacob managed to squeak out, âthank you, sir.â Now it was time for the trophy presentation. By this time, Jacob was a little desperate for the bathroom. Thankfully, he was wearing pretty thick sliding shorts with his black uniform shorts on top of that. He thought he might have an accident and actually did his little after school trick of letting just a little out, hoping it wouldnât show. Thankfully, the trophy presentation didnât last too much longer, and Jacob was able to make it to the nicer bathrooms by the concession area before he fully wet his pants. When he went to pee, he noticed that his sliding shorts were pretty wet. If his uniform werenât black (and he wasnât so sweaty), people definitely would have been able to tell. Maria used that opportunity to ask Olivia if she needed to go. Olivia blushed and said, âI need my bag.â Maria nodded and said, âhey, letâs go to the family restroom.â Olivia followed her. In the restroom, Maria asked, âDo you want any help, or do you want me to just turn around and let you handle it?â Olivia answered, âI can do it myself, but I donât want to get my pants dirty on the floor.â Maria saw the changing table and figured Olivia was light enough to sit on it. âWhy donât you sit on the changing table? You can slide your jeans off and I can hold them for you.â They managed to work everything out. As they left, Olivia said, âthank you for helping me Mrs. Cook.â  The team had already planned to eat together after the last game, win or lose. They went to a local restaurant with a big outdoor area that included lots of games for the kids (ok, it was a beer garden). They pulled some tables together for the boys; while the families sat in little groups nearby. A few siblings joined the boysâ table. Jacob saw Olivia go to sit down with his parents; Gavin was playing games with some of the other kids. Jacob was sitting between David and Matt and said, âdo you care if Olivia sits with us?â David smiled and said sure. Jacob walked over to his parentsâ table and asked Olivia to come sit with them. She was beaming when she stood up, and Jacob reflexively grabbed her hand to walk her to the table. David couldnât help himself and loudly said, âmake room for Jacobâs girlfriend!â Jacob and Olivia both turned a deep shade of red as the players moved around so they could sit together. Before their food came, Coach Anderson made a little speech. He thanked the parents for all of their support, and heaped praise on the players for practicing so hard and trying to learn the game. Then he said, âthe other coaches and I decided to give an MVP award this year. We have a World Cup ball that weâve all signed, and that we want all the players to sign, for our MVP. âThis player was asked to play a position all season he really didnât want to. Then he went out and played 10 regular season games during which he only gave up five goals. He had six shutouts. Then he had two more shutouts in the tournament including saving a penalty. Jacob, thank you for all of your hard work and leadership.â The other players mobbed Jacob (and Olivia in the process). Jacob was very proud, but also a little embarrassed â he normally hated being the center of attention. During lunch, the players were as loud and rambunctious as you would expect a group of seven- and eight-year-olds to be after they just won a big game. Olivia joined in as she knew several of the players, especially David and Matt. At one point, though, the back of her shirt lifted up when she was leaned over laughing at something. Jacob saw it and pulled it down as fast as he could, but David had seen her waist band. He wasnât trying to be mean, but he had a habit of blurting out whatever thought he had and said, a little too loudly, to Olivia, âare you wearing a diaper?â The boys around her heard and looked at her. Olivia had been practicing lines to say to her bullies with her mom in an effort to take away some of the effects of their words. Her mom had told her that if she holds her head high and laughs off insults, they wouldnât have the same power. And she had Jacob with her. She didnât think David was being mean on purpose, but she decided to use her momâs funniest line anyway. After all, David had seen her pullup so she couldnât deny it. Jacob was starting to say something when Olivia grabbed his hand under the table and mustered all her courage to calmly say, âwell, you know Iâm pee pants girl, what do you expect me to wear?â David burst out laughing and put his arm around Olivia and said, âyouâre awesome.â The other players joined in the laughter and nothing else was said about Oliviaâs special underwear. Jacob gave her hand a squeeze.  On the car ride home, Olivia sat between Jacob and Gavin. When James and Maria looked back, they saw Olivia resting her head on Jacobâs shoulder. They werenât sure about third graders being boyfriend and girlfriend, but they figured it was mostly harmless for now. Noticing that Gavin was asleep, Jacob whispered to Olivia, âWhen I made that save, I wet my pants a little when I hit the ground. It happened again during the trophy ceremony. I had to go so bad.â Olivia smiled and whispered back, âI wet my pullup when we were all cheering and jumping up and down. Your mom helped me change.â  They dropped Olivia off at her house and then headed home. When they got home, Maria told Jacob to run up and take a shower, but to throw his soccer clothes in the hall so Maria could put them in the laundry. He did it without a second thought. Maria noticed the very obvious pee stains on his sliding shorts when she picked them up and thought, âI guess Olivia wasnât the only one avoiding toilets.â When Jacob got out of the shower, he realized he had forgotten to grab clothes and wrapped himself in a towel. His mother was waiting for him in his room. She hadnât laid anything out yet. She knew Jacob had really enjoyed today, but she figured her introvert sonâs social battery was completely tapped out. Still, she didnât want to be presumptuous. She said, âWeâre so proud of you and how well you did. Before I got you any clothes out, I just wanted to ask you what you want to wear.â Jacob didnât say anything; he just walked over to his dresser and opened the drawer where he had stuffed the changing mat and pulled it out. As he lay down on it, Maria put his pacifier in his mouth and said, âyou may be an MVP, but youâre still my baby.â Jacob smiled around the pacifier as his mom got him diapered.  Back at school, the rest of the semester passed without incident. Jacobâs friends, especially David, continued to integrate Olivia into their little group, and even got somewhat protective of her. One day when he overheard a girl say something mean to Olivia, he even responded, âyou just wish you were as cool as she is.â Jacob spent a few afternoons and Saturdays with Olivia and her mom, while Olivia spent some time with Jacobâs family. While Olivia really didnât have any more accidents at school, she found she was more relaxed with her pullups. For some reason she had fewer accidents when wearing a pullup than without; something about it made her feel safe. For his part, Jacob kept wearing diapers most days when he wasnât with Olivia or going somewhere after school. He was still trying to work up the courage to tell Olivia, but he just didnât know how to start the conversation. End of Arc One of Jacob's accidents.   7
dl.spark1978 Posted September 2 Posted September 2 What a fun story; I'm excited for the next part/arc! Enjoy your story telling vacation! 1
DLFez Posted September 2 Author Posted September 2 1 hour ago, dl.spark1978 said: What a fun story; I'm excited for the next part/arc! Enjoy your story telling vacation! Thank you!
ComfyDL Posted September 10 Posted September 10 Im really enjoying this story. The dynamic between jacob and his friend is interesting, i cant help but wonder if his little brother will out him. 1
DLFez Posted September 14 Author Posted September 14 On 9/10/2026 at 2:30 PM, ComfyDL said: Im really enjoying this story. The dynamic between jacob and his friend is interesting, i cant help but wonder if his little brother will out him. Thank you! I've been working through ideas for another multi-part arc that will include the relationship with Gavin. We will see how it goes. 1
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