Sissy Sister- Part 27 added 12/24

[fireandcrinkles]

I was just finishing up my homework when I heard a knock on the door and looked up to see it opening and my mom entering the room.  I glanced over at the alarm clock next to my bed and was surprised to see it was already eight thirty in the evening. 

“Hey, Mike can you let us have a little privacy for a minute?  Thanks.”  She said as my stepbrother Scott walked in behind her. 

I didn’t answer her, I just closed my note book up, put it into my back pack, and slide out past the two of them and headed to the family room. 

My sister Allie was sitting on the couch watching some mindless TV show and saw me enter. 

She got a big smile on her face.  “Kicked out of your room, oh wait kicked out yours and Scott’s room, again.  Glad I don’t have to share a room with anyone.  Especially an eleven-year-old.” 

Allie was thirteen, soon to be fourteen, a little more than a year younger than me, it seemed like her life’s mission was to goad me and to try and get under my skin.  I ignored her and moved into the kitchen to get a drink or water.  I saw that my mom had been busy cleaning and sanitizing our youngest siblings’ bottles and pacifiers. They were scattered all over the counter. 

I quickly got my water and headed back to the family room when I remembered I had left my cell phone in my room.  I walked down the hallway and started to push open the door, I figured my mom would be done with Scott by now and I could grab my phone. 

“Lift your bottom-up buddy, perfect, and now a little powder.  That little bit of rash you got last week is all gone, hopefully we can keep it that way, especially since you have been dry most mornings lately.  Okay, tapes are nice and tight, so no leaks if you do wet sweetie, should be a good night’s sleep for you.” 

“Thank you, Lisa, don’t tell my dad but I definitely like it better when you do it.”  I heard Scott say. 

“I won’t.  It can be our secret and because of his new job, he is going to be out of town a lot, I will be doing it more than normal.  Although maybe you won’t need anyone to do it much longer.  Now you can read for a little while if you want but lights out at nine o’clock, okay.”  She leaned down and kissed him on the forehead.  “Good night.”

“Yep.  Good night.” Scott replied.

I had stood with the door slightly cracked open and watched as my mom had diapered my eleven-year-old step brother who still wet the bed.   It wasn’t the first time I had seen this or part of it at least.   It wasn’t the first time that I had wished I was lying there, instead of Scott, with my mom fusing over me.  Usually when my stepdad was home, he took care of this chore, but mom had been doing it more and more the last year.   

My mom and stepdad had gotten married two years ago.   My mom, sister and I had moved into my stepdad’s house where he had lived with my now stepbrother.   Initially when I was told we would be moving there I was excited.  After the divorce from dad, mom had moved us into a small two-bedroom apartment.  I had to share a bedroom there with my sister who, as I mentioned before, took great pleasure in getting under my skin.  My stepdads house had four bedrooms so I assumed that my sister and I would each get one of the two spare bedrooms.   

On the day we moved in I was shocked to see my stuff being moved into my new stepbrother’s room.  I immediately went to my mom to ask why that was happening.  She explained that I would be getting a new sister in about five months, that she was pregnant, and that the baby would be getting that room.  I asked why the baby would get a room to herself she said it was because babies woke up in the middle of the night and needed things like nightlights, and sound machines.  It wouldn’t be fair for any of the other kids to have to share that room.

When I said it wasn’t fair that my sister would have her own room and I wouldn’t, my mom explained that she was blossoming and becoming a teenage girl soon, so she would need the privacy.   She also said that sometimes life just isn’t fair and that at my age I needed to understand that. 

I had always felt like my mom favored my sister.   I was very jealous of the attention she stole from me as we got older.  While vague, because I was three at the time, I definitely remember watching my mom holding her as she nursed my sister.   Or even later how she would fuss over her when she gave my sister a bottle and wishing she would give me that kind of attention. 

What really made me jealous though was when my mom would put her to bed.  My sister had potty trained late, especially for a girl.  She was almost four before she was out of diapers during the day and she was over five years old by the time she stopped wearing them at night.  I had potty trained very early and was out of diapers right as I turned three.

Every evening my mom would take her to our room and make a big deal of getting her ready for bed.  I would watch her put the diaper on my sister, climb into her bed with her, and then wrap her up in her arms and read a story before giving her kisses and tucking her in.  When it would be my time to go to bed thirty minutes later, I was told I needed to quietly go into the room so I wouldn’t wake my sister up. 

When we had first moved into my stepdad’s house, he and my mom pulled me aside and explained that Steve had a problem.  When they told me that he still wet the bed I was surprised, he was almost nine at the time. 

At first, I didn’t really think much about it because my stepdad always took care of it and by the time, I would go to bed Steve was under the covers and asleep.  I would occasionally see him in a diaper in the morning and our room had a little bit of baby powder smell and maybe a hint of pee to it but that was it.   

When my new sister Jenny was born things started to change though.  Once again, I found myself jealous of my mom’s attention to the baby.  Watching her holding her, feeding her, and even diapering her made me wish I could be the center of attention like she was and stirred up the jealousy feelings I had when my sister had been born.   Jenny was just over two when my stepdad got a new job.

He and mom sat down with us one evening and explained that he was going to be gone a lot.  That this job required him to travel and he would be gone for a week at a time.  He looked at me and told me that he was hoping that I would step up and help my mom out. 

I was proud that I had been asked to do that but when I realized that with my stepdad going my mom would be taking care of Steve’s nighttime needs along with continuing to take care of my two-year-old sister my jealousy grew.  I didn’t want to be the one my mom counted on to help.  I wanted to be the one that my mom helped. 

My older sister seemed to also get her own special attention from my mom.  Many times, in the late afternoon or evening I was asked to keep an eye on Jenny and Steve, they would go of Allie’s room for an hour or so.  When I asked my sister about it, she would just say that they were talking about girly things and to mind my own business.

This definitely reinforced what my mom had told me about life not being fair.  Especially when you are the oldest and when you weren’t a girl. I got saddled with a lot of extra responsibilities and chores.  It was almost like I was expected to be one of the adults. 

At night I would lay in bed and daydream that I was one that needed to wear diapers.  That my mom would put me in them every night while making a big fuss over me.  I sometimes even daydreamed that I was a baby, or a toddler, and that mom would need to hold while giving me a bottle.  That she would look down at me and smile the way she had when Allie was a baby and now did with Jenny. 

I even thought about maybe wetting the bed on purpose and faking needing to wear diapers.  That thought went away though when I remembered the time my mom caught me playing with one of Allie’s diapers when I was almost eight. 

I had been sick and stayed home from school.  My mom had to take the day off work to stay with me.  Since Allie was at school, I was in our room all alone.  I had always wondered how her night time diapers felt like on her and eventually I got out of bed and grabbed one out her drawer.  I felt like it was safe to do this since my mom had just checked on me about ten minutes beforehand.

I took off my PJ pants and laid back on the bed imagining my mom was putting it on me.  Unfortunately, it was too small for me and I couldn’t get the tapes to close.  I got back out of bed and grabbed a pair of underwear, they were briefs style, and they held the diaper in place, but it was still kind of lose on me.  Another idea struck me, and I went to my sister’s dresser and got a pair of her panties and replaced the briefs with them. 

This worked better, the diaper was now tightly on me although some of it spilled over the top and the legs of her panties were squeezing my thighs.  I realized though that I liked the feel of the diaper on me, especially the bulk between my legs.  Plus, the panties were covered with pictures of Disney Princesses and I like how they looked.  I was just getting ready to pull my PJ pants over top of it when my mom walked in. 

“You must be feeling better since you are bouncing around in here….”  She suddenly stopped speaking when she saw me. 

I had tried to grab my blanket and pull it over me to hide what I was wearing. 

“What are you wearing?” She moved over to the bed. 

I started to sniffle and didn’t say anything. 

“Why do you have Allie’s panties on?  And a diaper under them? What are you doing?  Speak young man?” 

I couldn’t speak because I couldn’t come up with an excuse for what I was doing. 

“Take them off right now.  Now!”  She yelled at me. 

I slid under the blanket and pulled them down.  Then pulled my PJ pants on.  I took my sisters panties and diaper and laid them on the bed. 

“I have no idea what that was about, and I don’t want to know.  If I ever catch you doing that again you will be punished like you have never been punished before.  Do you understand?  Look at me, do you understand?”  She was still yelling. 

I nodded yes and watched her take the panties and throw them in the hamper.  She looked at the diaper and then threw it in the trash.  I heard her mutter something about barely being able to afford the diapers for Allie and not having the money for me to be playing baby games, or whatever the hell I was doing as she walked out of the room. 

That evening when it was time to get my sister ready for bed my mom made me leave the room.  She had never done that before.   She came out about twenty minutes later and sat down next to me on the couch.  She put her hand on my forehead and then my back told me my fever was gone and I would be able to go to school the next day. 

“I am sorry about earlier today.  I just wanted to see how they felt.”  I stuttered as I said it. 

“Okay, glad you got it out of your system.  I was serious though, never do that again.  Time to head to bed.”  She stood up and walked into the kitchen. 

As I fell asleep that night years ago, I remembered, that for the thirty seconds or so before my mom had walked in and caught me, how wonderful the diaper had felt on me.  There was something comforting in the feel of the bulk between my legs. 

I had obeyed my mom after being caught seven ago, I had never worn a diaper again in fear of what my punishment would be.  Another reason was my sister had stopped needing them shortly after that, so I didn’t have access to them.  For the past two years though they had been readily available to me again.  I had stayed out of stepbrother’s diapers though, mostly out of fear of my mom, but also from a lack of opportunity.  It seemed like I was never alone in the house. 

Tonight, as I laid in bed, remembering seeing my mom diaper Steve, the desire to wear a diaper felt almost obsessive.  Tomorrow we were all supposed to go to the new water park that had opened last week.  It was about forty-five minutes away.  Maybe I could say I wasn’t feeling well and stay home?  That would give me several hours alone.  I was fifteen, there was no reason I couldn’t stay home alone.  Allie could help my mom out with Steve and Adam.  It was about time she stepped up and did something anyways, that would work I was sure. 

I was also thinking that my access to Steve’s diapers was possibly going to be going away soon.  He was waking up dry a lot more and I had heard my mom mention switching him to pull ups soon and hopefully to under wear after that. 

I heard Steve getting out of bed the next morning and almost got up myself then I remembered my plan.

“Mike, are you awake?  We are going to the water park today.  I can’t wait.”  Steve was always upbeat in the mornings. 

The door opened and my mom walked in holding Jenny on her hip.  “Good morning guys.  Steve are you wet this morning?” 

“No, I am dry again this morning.”  He said enthusiastically.

“Oh sweetie, that is great.  I will talk to your dad when he gets back from his trip about going to pull ups very soon!”

“Mom, I am not feeling that great this morning.”  I said trying to make myself sounds sick especially after hearing my mom talk about Steve and pull ups again. 

“What is wrong?  Remember we are going to the water park today.” 

“My stomach, and I just feel sort of achy or something.”  I was again laying it on a little thick. 

She came over and put her hand on my forehead.  “No temp.  Maybe you just need get something in your tummy.  Steve, put your diaper in the pail, okay.” 

“I don’t think so.  I definitely don’t have an appetite for eating.”  I replied. 

“I was counting on you to help today.  I guess we can go later in the week but today is supposed to be the best weather.” 

“Why can’t Allie help you?” I asked. 

“And you would stay here?  I don’t know if I like that idea.”  She had started to bounce Jenny on her hip.

“Yes, Mom.  I am fifteen, my friends stay at home by themselves all the time.”  I didn’t want to sound too eager, but it was true. 

“Let me think about it while I get breakfast together.”  She turned and walked out of the room. 

It was about thirty minutes later when my sister crashed into the room without knocking.  “Thanks a lot.  Mom says I have to help at the pool because you are staying here because of a little tummy ache.  Way to ruin my day.” 

I felt my heart race.  My mom had decided I could stay home.  “I am sorry Allie.”  I wasn’t, in fact I realized that my plan had two benefits.  One I was going to get to wear a diaper and two my sister would actually have to be responsible for something for a change.  

My mom came in about fifteen minutes later and gave me a long set of instructions of what I could and couldn’t do while they were gone.  She said it would be late afternoon by the time they got back.   While she was talking Steve had come in and changed into his bathing suit and got his stuff together. 

I was actually getting a little hungry by now and was hoping they would be leaving soon.  I listened intently as they gathered their things and moved through the house.  I heard the front door opening and could barely make out the sounds of the Suburban doors opening and closing in the drive way. 

I finally heard my mom yell out good bye and that she hoped I felt better soon, followed by the sounds of the front slamming, her SUV starting, and eventually it backing out of the drive way.  I stayed in my room for fifteen minutes just to be sure she wouldn’t suddenly come back because they forgot something. 

Eventually, I made it to the kitchen and made myself some pop tarts.  I also drank a large glass of orange juice.   Jenny’s bottles and pacifiers were still on the kitchen counter, and I had a brief thought of putting my juice in one of the bottles but decided not to. 

Once I had finished my breakfast, I made it back to mine and Steven’s room.   I could feel my heart rate pick up, along with my excitement and nervousness.  I went to the closet and saw the packages of diapers.  I knew that my mom and stepdad bought them in bulk from a medical supply store.  I had heard them mention that Steve was a heavy wetter and needed a thicker diaper. 

Besides the diapers his other supplies were on a shelf next to it.  There was baby powder and a couple different types of creams along with boxes of wipes.  Steve seemed to get rashes pretty regularly.  I pulled a diaper out of the pouch, satisfied that I could take at least one, probably actually a couple without my mom noticing them missing, I grabbed two more.  The feel, the sound, and smell stirred a feeling in me that I couldn’t actually describe.  Excitement, comfort, fear, maybe all of them combined. 

I turned to take them to the bed and at last second reached in and grabbed some baby powder and a box of wipes also.   I moved over to my bed and laid the diaper out and spread it out.  I quickly stripped off my pajamas and then sat on top of the diaper then laid back.  My heart was beating faster and as I pulled the front of it up between my legs a feeling came over me that I couldn’t describe.  A feeling of contentment along with pleasure. 

I started to do the tapes and then remembered the baby powder.  Lowering the diaper and sprinkling it over my crotch I took a deep breath and enjoyed that distinct smell.   I arranged the front again and then did the tapes on each side before standing.   The diaper was a little small, but I was able to get the tapes to reach on both sides.

The diaper immediately sagged some and I realized it wasn’t nearly as tight as I wanted it to be.  I laid back down, repositioned it, and redid the tapes.  I wished it would fit a little better and felt tighter and more secure on me.  I picked my t-shirt up and put it on. 

When I got to the door, I slowly opened it and looked into the hallway.  I knew it was dumb to worry about being seen since everyone had left but I was still nervous.  I walked down the hall and went downstairs to the kitchen.  The feel of the diaper between my legs as I walked had me smiling just like  that brief period I had the diaper on years ago, the bulk provided a feeling of comfort. 

I got a large glass out to the cabinet and filled it with water.  I planned to drink several of these with the goal peeing in at least one diaper.  As I stood in the kitchen drinking the water my eyes landed on Jenny’s bottles again.  I realized that it might be a long time before I got this chance again, so I pulled some milk out the fridge an poured it into the bottle.  Having watched my mom before, I put it into the micro wave to warm it up a little and then put the top on. 

I quickly drank the glass of water and refilled it.  I then walked out into family room and turned the TV on.  At first, I was planning on watching something on youtube or maybe one of the movie channels but then decided that Mickey Mouse’s Clubhouse would be better based on what I was wearing. 

I laid back on the couch and decided to try the bottle.   I took a couple of tries to figure out how to get the milk to flow freely as I suckled on the nipple but when I did, I was surprised at how comforting it was.  I was purposefully squirming a little so I could continue to feel the diaper between my legs. I was loving every minute of this and was already trying to figure out how and when to make it happen again. 

When I finished the bottle, I sat it on the coffee table and drank the rest of the water.  It was starting to be a little bit of a struggle to force the water in me, but I wanted to really need to pee, the more the better I thought.  I was also missing the feeling of suckling on the bottle when I remembered the pacifiers on the kitchen counter.  I got up and went to the kitchen and grabbed one before returning to the couch, laying down again and popping it in my mouth.  I immediately experienced a calming or soothing feeling but wished that it was a little bigger and fit my mouth better.

I was just beginning to feel like I would need to pee in a little while.  I decided I would wait until I really had to go before peeing in my diaper, so I pulled a blanket over me and settled in to watch more of Mickey.  I remembered this being on when I was younger.  My mom would turn it on every morning as she gave my sister her morning bottle, I used to wish it was me she was holding those mornings.  

My need to pee was growing but I wasn’t ready to burst yet.  I was a little worried about the diaper holding my pee, but I had heard my mom and step dad talk about how they had gotten the most absorbent diapers available because of my step brothers heavy night time wetting.   I definitely felt very thick, much thicker than the one I gotten from my sister years ago. 

A new episode of Clubhouse had come on and now I was really feeling the need to go.  I told myself I would wait until the first commercial and then I would wet the diaper.  I was both a little excited and worried about how this would feel.   While I loved the feeling of the diaper between my legs, I wasn’t sure what I would think about the feel of pee in it. 

Finally, a commercial started.  I tried to pee, but something was happening, my bladder wouldn’t let go.  I tried to push it out again and nothing happened, this was weird.  My need to pee seemed to grow and I was a little uncomfortable now.  I rolled over on my stomach and tried again this time I felt a little spurt out.  It felt warm for a second but then I guess the diaper soaked it up and that feeling was gone.

I pushed again and more came out, I definitely needed to pee at this point.  Pushing again I felt another spurt and then suddenly my pee was following freely.  The warmth in my groin felt wonderful and it seemed like the diaper was swelling and getting thicker between my legs.  I rolled over while finishing peeing and the warm feeling moved down through the back of the diaper. 

I put my hand on the front of it and it had definitely got larger and felt a little warm.  I wanted to see how it would feel to walk with the wet diaper on, so I got up and walked into the kitchen.  It was definitely sagging, and I realized I needed to try make the diaper tighter.  I refilled the glass of water and drank it quickly.  

The diaper felt like it was going to fall off, so I decided to go change myself into one of the other diapers I had laid out earlier.   Standing next to my bed, I undid the tapes and listened to loud plop as the diaper fell to the floor.  I pulled the wipes out and quickly cleaned myself before laying out a new diaper on the bed. 

I felt the same exhilaration I felt earlier as I sat on top of the fresh diaper, sprinkled the powder on my groin and then did up the tapes.  This time I rolled from one side to the other as I did the tapes, and it did feel more secure.  I got off the bed and as I stood up, I confirmed that while better than before it wasn’t as tight as I wanted it to be.  It was difficult to get the tapes past the edges of the diaper which I guess made it sit a little lower than it was supposed to. 

I headed out of the room leaving my wet diaper on the floor thinking I would put it in the pail with the one I was wearing now after I wet this one.  I wanted to roll them up tight so it wouldn’t be obvious to my mom or step brother that there were extra diapers in it when they put his next one in there. 

Back to kitchen for more water.  I could already tell my bladder was feeling full and I would need to pee again soon.  The bottles on the counter caught my eye and I knew I wanted another bottle also.  I went and grabbed the one from the family room and repeated the earlier process of warming the milk a little and filled it. 

Back on the couch, Mickey’s Clubhouse was still on the tv, I sucked on the bottle nipple and with a little less effort I began to pee my diaper again.  A feeling of contentment and relaxation washed over me.  The only thing that would make this better would have been if my mom was holding me while this was happening. 

I set the empty bottle on the coffee table and picked up the pacifier and put it back into my mouth. I curled up into a fetal position, pulled the blanket over me.  I was surprised that I already felt an urge to pee again, but I had drunk three large glasses of water, a glass of orange juice, and two full bottles milk so it made sense. 

I didn’t want to change out of the diaper I had just put on and use the last one I got out earlier, I thought three diapers were the most I could away with taking without possibly being noticed, so I decided to pee a second time into the diaper I was wearing. Peeing in the fetal position was a little tough but I managed to get started and once I started, it flowed freely into the diaper causing it to swell even more. 

I was surprised that my eyes felt heavy I sensed if I wanted, I could actually fall asleep.  I wasn’t sure if that was a good idea based on what I was wearing right now but I also knew that it would be late afternoon before everyone came home.  I don’t remember consciously deciding to take a morning nap, but I must have fallen asleep soon after that. 

I don’t know if it was the sound of the door opening or all the noise my siblings made that caused me to wake up.  I wasn’t startled awake but instead I sensed I was waking.  In the background I heard Mickey talking along with the voices of my sister and stepbrother. 

 

[kerry]

Nice start!

[fireandcrinkles]

 

Part 2

“Mike did we wake you up?  How are you feeling” My mother stopped speaking suddenly.  “What is in your mouth? And what is that bottle doing out here?  What is going on?” 

I was awake now for sure.  My eyes were wide open, and I quickly scanned the room to see my mom holding my baby sister, and Allie and Steve were staring at me.  My sister though had a strange grin on her face.

I grabbed the pacifier from my mouth and tried to hide it in my hand.  I didn’t know what to do about the bottle on the table and as I moved a little, the bulk between my legs reminded me that when the blanket came off me everyone would see the very wet diaper I was wearing.  An overwhelming sense of panic came over me and tears began to form in my eyes. 

“Allie, take Jenny to her room and change her diaper and clothes, okay.  Then you can change also.  Steve can you go to your room for a minute while I talk to Mike, Thank you.” 

My siblings moved to the stairs and I watched as they all looked back at me.  My stepbrothers’ eyes showed shock and fear while my older sister continued to have that grin on her face.  My mom walked over and sat on the edge of the couch. 

“So, are you going to explain what I am seeing?” 

My mind raced.  If I could explain the bottle and pacifier and somehow get to my room without my mom seeing the diaper, I might be okay.  Although I just realized that Steve would see the wipes, extra diaper, and powder laying on the bed in our room when he got there, along with the wet one laying on the floor.  Maybe I could swear him to secrecy.   

“I am waiting young man!  What is going on with all of this?” 

She reached out and pulled my arm out from under the blanket and pried the pacifier from my hand while at the same time grabbing the bottle off the coffee table.  She held them up in front me. 

“I was feeling a little better and came down stairs to try and eat something.” I stammered out.  “While I toasting my pop tarts I saw them laying on the counter and got curious.” 

“Curious about what?  Where you curious about how they worked?” 

“Uh, yes.  That was it.  I just wondered how the bottle worked and how a paci felt when you sucked on it.”  I quickly responded. 

My mother looked at me doubtfully but replied. “And that was it?  You were just curious.  Why are you watching Mickey Mouse’s Clubhouse?” 

I had forgotten that was on.  “It must have just been what came on as I was channel surfing and then fell asleep.” 

The look on her face told me she probably wasn’t buying this, but I also sensed that maybe she didn’t want the truthful answer and just one that she could accept. 

“Are you still feeling better?  You look very flushed.”  She put her hand out and touched my forehead.  “Your forehead doesn’t feel hot.”

She scooched closer to me on the couch and pulled the blanket off my chest where it bunched in lap.  I knew what was coming next and my panic began to rise again.  My mom always checked temperatures first on the forehead with her hand, and then put her hand on our back.

“Lean forward so I check your back.”  She directed. 

I leaned a little forward hoping she would put her hand down my back from the top of my shirt.  I also hoped that my diaper wouldn’t make any noise as I moved.  I watched my mom and her facial expression changed and she seemed to sniff deeply. 

Her hand went to my lower back and as it slid under my shirt, I was positive she had to feel the top of my diaper.  She felt up and down on my back and I watched her face, her eyes had narrowed, and she was looking right at me. 

“Hmmm your back is a little warm, maybe.  Might just be from it being pressed against the couch.  Let’s check your legs.”  Before I could do anything she pulled the blanket from legs and waist. 

I sat there with my wet diaper exposed now and burst into tears.  I couldn’t believe this was happening. 

“I knew there was more to this and I thought I smelt pee.  Are you going to explain that now also?” Her eyes widened and with a tone that was both angry and panicked she shouted. “Oh Jesus, get up.  Get up right now!”  

On instinct I stood up and saw what the problem was.  My diaper had leaked and there was a wet spot on the couch.  My mom had jumped up also and ran into the kitchen.  She came back with wet dish towel and started to blot the wet spot on the couch. 

“You have a lot of explaining to do but right now I have to try and clean this up and hopefully make sure our family room won’t reek of pee. Go to your room, and wait from me there, and don’t take that diaper off, do you understand?”  She barked. 

“But Steve is in there and he is going to see it.”  I somehow got out through my crying. 

“I don’t care.  You should have thought about that before you decided you wanted to play at being a baby or whatever it is that you are doing.” 

I turned to head to the stairs to see my sisters standing there.  Allie eyes were shocked as she took in the image of me in the wet diaper.  Jenny smiled at me as I went past them.  I entered the room and Steve just looked at me his face expressionless.  I threw myself onto the bed and began to cry uncontrollably as he left the room. 

I am not sure how long I had been in my room before I heard the door open.  My crying was now only sniffling, and I lifted my head up off the pillow to see my mom walking in.  She closed the door behind her and moved across the room to my bed.  She had to move the diaper, wipes, powder that were laying on the bed so she could sit down.  

A bit of panic set again as I thought about the wet diaper that was laying on the floor and how she would react to it.  As sat up and looked at the floor and didn’t see it and suddenly realized my stepbrother must have put it in the pail. 

“Mike, I need to know what is going on and what this is about.”  Her tone wasn’t angry, but it wasn’t really comforting either. 

I had no idea how I would explain this to her.  “I don’t know.” 

“I don’t know?  You do know.  You are the one that suddenly decided to wear and use diapers, drink out of a bottle and use pacifier.  Have you done this before?”

“You know I have.  At least wearing a diaper.”   I said quietly. 

“Oh.  Yes.  I remember that.  That was a long time ago.  Have you done it other times?”  She sounded more like a mom now with maybe a little tone of comfort in her voice.

“No.  Just then and today.” I was happy to have an easy question to answer. 

“So why today.  What made you want to do this today?”  She had put her hand on top of mine as she asked the question. 

“I don’t know.”  I replied. 

“Mike, I don’t know is not an acceptable answer.  You do know why you did it and you need to tell me.”  She wasn’t angry but I could tell she was serious.

I took a deep breath, feeling my tears building and blurted out. “Because I wanted to know what it feels like to be Steve or Jenny.” 

“What do you mean by that?  What it feels like to have wear and use a diaper?” 

“Well, yes a little but what I meant was what it was like to have you give them special attention, to make a fuse over them, I don’t know.”  I was crying again. 

Her eyes widened and it was at least a minute before she responded.  “So, you put a diaper on yourself and drank from a bottle to do that?” 

“Yes, it was stupid okay.  I won’t do it again.  Can we just forget I did it!”  I reached down to pull the tapes off of the diaper.  I suddenly wanted it off plus I was feeling a pressure in my bladder again would have to pee again soon. 

“We won’t be able to forget you did it.  And this is the second time you have done it even it was a long time apart.  Why did you do it before?”  Her tone was definitely softer. 

“The same reason.  Because Allie got special attention then.  I wanted that also.”  My tears were slowing down. 

“Did you like how it felt.  When you put the diaper on, when you peed in it?  Or when you used the other things?” 

I didn’t answer at first.  I was deciding if I would be honest with her.  She didn’t seem like she was mad anymore. 

“Yes, kind of.  I liked it but it wasn’t exactly what I was looking for.”  I had actually looked at her for the first time since this conversation started.  “Can I take this off now?” 

“So, you have got it out of your system?  You don’t want to be diapered anymore. Not very comfortable sitting around a wet diaper I bet.”  She actually grinned a little. 

“I guess I have.  It is okay actually.  It is just embarrassing, and I need to pee again.” 

“Oh.  You guess you have?  You don’t want to pee in a diaper anymore?” 

“Um… I don’t think this diaper could hold anymore.”  I was looking at the floor as I said it. 

Mom looked over at the dry diaper on the bed and picked it up.  “If you were wearing this one you would use it?” 

I didn’t answer her, I just continued to stare at the floor. 

“Okay.  I am going to go check on the others really quick.  I will be back in few minutes.  You can decide what you want to do.  If you take your wet diaper off and use the bathroom then I better never catch you doing this again.  I am serious.  If you change your diaper, then we can keep talking about this and try and figure out what it all about.” 

She got out and went out of the room.  When she had first gotten home, I wanted to be out to the diaper immediately.  When she had come into the room I wanted to be out of the diaper.  But I also knew how wonderful it had felt when I first put it on, how I enjoyed the feeling as I wet it. I was pretty sure I would do this again at some point and it sounded like she would let me if I put the other diaper on. 

I stood up, again I removed the tapes and the thoroughly soaked diaper thudded as it hit the ground.  I grabbed some wipes and cleaned my self and wrapped them up in the diaper on the ground and put them in Steve’s diaper pail. 

I spread the new diaper out, took a deep breath and sat down on it again.  Another quick sprinkle of baby powder before laying back and taping the diaper in place.  Again, I wasn’t able to get it as tight as I wanted. 

The pressure on my bladder had grown and I was uncomfortable again.  I tried to pee and like before getting started was difficult.  I rose up and I was kneeling on the bed when my first spurt of pee came out, followed by two more quick ones, and finally my bladder released, and the pee was flowing freely into my diaper.  Again, I was surprised at how much I enjoyed how the warmth spread across my groin. 

The door opened and my mom walked in.  Her eyes widened as she realized I had chosen to put the diaper on and two that I was in the act of peeing in it when she walked it.  I was at a point where stopping wasn’t an option.  Something suddenly wasn’t right, I felt pee running down my thigh.  I tried to stop but wasn’t successful immediately. 

“Mike, you are going to get pee on your bed.”  My mom exclaimed. 

I had stopped now and quickly got off my bed.  As I had stood up the diaper sagged even more, and I could feel the wetness on my leg.  I looked at my mom and the look of surprise on her face when she first walked in had been replaced with a look sadness.  We just stared at each other for a minute.  I am not sure either of us knew what to say. 

Mom finally broke the silence.  “Go take a shower to wash that off.  When you are done come back here and I will tell you what is going to happen.” 

I started to remove my diaper but didn’t want to be naked in front of my mom.  She figured out what was I was thinking. 

“Take it off in the bathroom and come back wearing a towel.” 

I moved to the door and slowly opened it before stepping out in the hall and walking the five steps to the bathroom.  I could hear the tv on from down stairs and hoped that is where my brothers and sisters were.   I showered quickly and after drying myself off I wrapped a towel around my waist, picked up the used diaper and went back to my room.

When I entered the room, my mom was sitting on the bed.  I saw that there was a new diaper, baby powder, and diaper rash cream laid out. 

“Put that in the pail and come over here and sit next to me.”  She instructed. 

I followed her directions and sat on the bed.  She immediately moved over closer to me and put a hand on my thigh and looked at me with a smile. 

“So, I guess since you put that diaper on and used it, that means you haven’t gotten this diaper thing out of your system?”  Her tone seemed sincere. 

“I don’t know.”  I replied almost silently. 

“You don’t know?  What don’t you know?  If you want to wear diapers?  Or do you want more than just to wear diapers?  What is that you want out of this?  You have to tell me, if you tell me and you are honest with me there won’t be any punishment.” 

She had rubbed her hand on my thigh and squeezed it gently as she spoke.  I realized it was contact like this and that right now I had her undivided attention that I craved. 

“I want this.  I want time with just you and me.  I want what Jenny and Steve get.  I want to feel special.  Even Allie got that when she was wetting the bed.” 

“You want to be a bed wetter?  I am not sure I understand.  I don’t think Steve wants to be a bed wetter, I bet he would be happy to not have to wear diapers.  And Jenny wears diapers because she is a baby and isn’t ready to use the potty.  Do you want to be a baby?” 

“I don’t know… maybe.”  I said staring at my feet. 

“Maybe, maybe you want to be a bed wetter or maybe you want to be a baby?  You have to tell me what it is you want, so I can figure out what to do.” 

Her tone had remained the same through the whole conversation and she had moved her arm up and wrapped it around my shoulder and pulled me into a kind of hug and then kissed the top of my head.   I suddenly felt more secure and loved than I had in a long time.  I think it was that feeling that lead to me blurting out. 

“I want to be your baby; I want you to tuck me in at night and help me get ready for bed.  I want you to hold me, I want to be special.”  I was starting to cry a little again. 

“Oh, sweetie you are special, very special. I am sorry you haven’t felt that way.  Do you have to have diapers to feel that way?  And you said baby, does that mean you want bottles and all of that also?”  Again, there was no anger in her voice. 

I knew that the truth was that I didn’t have to have diapers or anything else if I would just get some alone time with my mom and some of the attention I was getting right now.  The problem was I had really liked how the diaper had felt and how it felt when I wet it.  Plus, I was surprised at how much I had enjoyed the bottle and pacifier earlier. 

“Yes.” I stammered. 

“Okay but there are going to be some rules with this, starting with this one, if you are wearing diapers you are going to be using diapers, period.  No picking and choosing when you wear them and when you use them.   Your routine is going to be the same as Jenny’s that means bedtime, naptime, tv time, all of it. Understand?” 

I nodded my head. 

“I will be picking out your clothes, I will be deciding what you eat, all of it.  No soda, just milk and juice to drink.  You will not be allowed to be alone for more than a minute or two, except when sleeping or napping.  That means Allie will be watching you for short periods sometimes. Understand?” 

What she said about Allie was the first thing that made me pause. 

“Do you understand?” She asked again. 

I nodded again. 

“Okay sweetie.  Lie back on the bed so I can get your diaper on.  I am a little surprised that Steve’s fit you.  You are bigger than he is.” 

Wait did she say she was going to put my diaper on me?  I would have to be naked in front of her for that.  I couldn’t remember that last time she had seen me naked, but it had been a long time.  I had just figured would do things like tuck me in to bed after I put it on. 

“Lie back Mikey.  I can’t risk you not putting the diaper on correctly and leaking anymore.” 

Mikey.  She had called me that in a long time either.  I laid back on the bed and my mom pulled the towel off me. 

“Lift your butt.”  She was smiling at me. 

I raised my but up and she slide the diaper under me. 

“Oh, I almost forgot.  Jenny likes to have this while I change her.”  She popped a pacifier into my mouth.  “I will have to see if they make one that is bigger.   I don’t think you need any rash cream right now.  We probably need to clean you up a little down there.  I hadn’t thought about you having hair down there.” 

She sprinkled some powder on me and again the smell of the powder made me smile.  She then pulled the front of the diaper up between my legs and began to attach the tapes.  I was still trying to figure out what she meant by clean me up down there.  When the tapes were done it was obvious that the diaper was on much tighter than when I had done it myself. 

“Oh yes, these barely fit.  Is it too tight on your legs?  I am going to have to see if I can get a bigger size.” 

She got up and walked over to the my dresser and rummaged around for a bit before finally pulling out a shirt for me and coming back to my bed.  Without saying a word, she pulled it over my head and guided my arms through it. 

“I am also going to have see if I can find some more appropriate clothes for you, but this Mickey Mouse shirt will work.  They make these for toddlers through adults.  Okay Mikey I need to go make lunch for everyone, so you need to come out to the family room with the rest of the kids.”

“But what about pants?  They are all going to see the diaper I have on!”  I was a little panicked. 

“Yes, they are.  You don’t think I can start treating you like a baby and hide it from your brother and sisters, do you?  Plus, this will make it easier for me to know when you will need a change.  Come on baby.”  She reached her hand out and grabbed mine. 

I stood up and followed her to the door and my mom continued to hold my hand as we walked down the hall and went downstairs to the family room.  Allie’s eyes almost bugged out when she saw what I was wearing, Steve looked surprised also.  Jenny was playing with some blocks on the floor. 

“Allie and Steve this is your baby brother Mikey.  He is going to be spending some time with us.  Allie can you keep an eye on both Jenny and Mickey while I get everyone’s lunch ready.” 

“Umm… what?  I guess so.”  Allie responded but her face showed she still didn’t understand. 

“Mickey you can play on the floor with Jenny.  Mommy will be in the kitchen.”  She turned and headed into the kitchen. 

I got down on the floor and when Jenny saw me, she smiled.  I had babysat her for short periods before, so she was used to me playing on the floor with her.  Steve had actually moved further away from all of us and still hadn’t said a word.

“What is going on?  Did seeing you in diaper make mom lose her mind?   Why were you wearing a diaper to start of with?  Do you like wearing diapers?  Why is she calling you Mikey and saying you are a baby?”   

I heard Allie asking the questions although she was doing it in hushed toned to avoid mom hearing her.  I choose to ignore her and continued to play with Jenny.  Plus, I was still trying to understand what was going on myself.  My mom was letting me be a baby but why was she doing it, how long was she going to do it. 

About fifteen minutes later mom called us to the kitchen for lunch.  There were three plates with a grilled cheese sandwich on it and a bowl of tomato soup on the table.  Jenny’s high chair had a small plate with Kraft Mac and Cheese, and some cut up strawberries and blue berries on it.  Next to her was a another plate that had the same thing.  Both spots had sippy cups at them. 

Mom picked Jenny up and sat her in the high chair and told me to sit in the chair next to her.  Jenny and I would be having the same thing.  I heard Steve ask where he was supposed to sit, he normally sat next to Jenny.  She told him to sit in my normal spot. 

“Mommy needs to sit close to her babies in cases they need any help with their lunch.”  She smiled at me as she said it. 

It was quiet at the table at first, I think Allie and Steve were still in a little shock at what was happening.  I was too but I was hungry, so I ate what was in front of me.  I actually loved mac and cheese and I quickly cleared my plate. 

While eating the fruit I heard mom tell the others she was sorry it had started raining this morning and that they would find another day soon to go to the water park.  I now knew why they had come home so early.  I had been in shock all morning and hadn’t even thought about that until right now. 

We finished lunch and mom led us back to family room.  Telling Allie again to keep a quick eye on Jenny and me while she quickly cleaned up the kitchen.

I was felling an urge to pee again but didn’t want to do it in front of Allie.  I pushed some blocks over behind the couch and moved behind it.  Again, I had a hard time starting to pee but this time once I began, I flowed freely into the diaper enjoying how the warmth spread across my groin area. 

“What are you doing?  Are you actually peeing in that diaper right now? Gross!  Mom, Mike is peeing in the diaper!”  I heard Allie saying from the couch above me. 

“Well, that is why he is wearing it so that isn’t a problem.”  I heard my mom say as she was coming out of the kitchen. 

“How are my babies doing?  Your diaper looks wet also Jenny.  I will change you both right before your nap time, okay” Mom announced. 

“You are changing Mike’s diaper for him?  Mom, what is going on here.  This is crazy.”  Allie asked. 

“I told you, your baby brother Mickey will be visiting us for awhile and yes I will be changing him, babies can’t change their own diapers, silly girl.”  Mom laughed. 

I actually laughed with her.  I think that made Allie mad so she got up and started to storm off to her room.  “Wait until I tell all my friends that Mike is wearing diapers and being treated like a baby.” 

“You will do no such thing young lady!  If you do you will be grounded and I will be taking your phone from you, do you understand?”  When mom was upset her tone was completely different and you knew she was serious.  “I said do you understand?” 

“Yes, mom.”  Allie said before heading upstairs to her room. 

“Okay babies, lets get ready for nap time.”  She scooped Jenny up and rested her on her hip with one arm around her.  She reached down with her other arm and offered me her hand. I took and we walked up stairs.  “Mikey go into your room I will be right in after I get Jenny settled in.” 

I went into my room and sat in the middle of the bed.  I wasn’t happy about having to take a nap and having Allie know about me wearing diapers and mom treating me like a baby or really a toddler definitely wasn’t great.  Feeling the bulk of the diaper between my legs and being able to wet it though was pretty amazing. 

Mom came in with a big smile on her.  “Okay Mickey lets get you ready for your nap.” 

She walked over to the closet and pulled out a new diaper, the wipes and powder.

“Lay back sweetie.” 

I laid back and she quickly pulled the tapes off and instinctively I lifted my butt slightly as she pulled my wet diaper out from under me.  She grabbed a couple wipes from the package and next I felt her wiping down my thighs and crotch.  I was shocked when she quickly ran the wipe over my penis and testicles.

“We are going to get rid of all that icky hair during your bath this evening.  Butt up again.”

I wasn’t sure how or why she was going to do that.  I felt he slide the new diaper under me then sprinkle more power on my groin.  She pulled the front up between my legs and tightly taped it in place. 

“All set sweetie. I hope you have a good nap.  Oh.  I bet you want this also” She reached over to the table and picked up the pacifier that was sitting there.

“Mom, I’m not tired do I really have to take a nap.”  I asked. 

“Yes, sweetie.  Babies and toddlers take a nap every afternoon.  I was also thinking that Jenny calls me Momma, not mom.  Maybe you could do that also.”  She popped the pacifier in my mouth and walked out of the room. 

[Diapeered]

Good set up I look forward to seeing where you go with this story and how Mikey deals with this new lifestyle going from older brother to baby brother

[fireandcrinkles]

Part 3

It was almost two hours later when my mom came back into my room with Jenny on her hip.  “What a good boy you were Mikey, staying in bed.  Mommy is proud of you.” 

She reached down and took my hand and led me out of the room and down the stairs.  Steve was sitting on the couch and when he saw us, he asked if he could go play our room since I was done with my nap.  My mom told him yes and he quickly left the room. 

Mom lead us to the middle of the family room.  Jenny asked for her house to play with, and mom brought it out for her.  It was made of plastic and had small plastic people to put into the different rooms. 

“Clubhouse Momma.” 

“You want me to turn Mickey Mouse’s Clubhouse on Jenny? Okay, two episodes.  I am sure Mikey will like that also since that was what he was watching this morning.  Maybe he can play with your doll house also.”  She was looking at me with a smile. 

“Can I have a drink Mom… um Mommy.  Please.” I asked. 

“Sure sweetie I will get you and Jenny some apple juice.”  She popped into the kitchen and returned with two sippy cups. 

After giving us our drinks, she said out loud while checking our diapers quickly.  “Do either of my babies need a change?”

“Nope, both are dry.   Jenny that is great, no wetting during your nap three days in a row.” 

Mom settled into the couch and was scrolling through her phone. I could tell she was sending some texts messages also.  

Jenny and I played together on the floor for two hours.  Mom had gotten down on the floor with us for awhile and joined in.  A couple times she had reached out and put her hand on my leg again and would give it a little squeeze and smile at me.  It felt amazing. 

“Mommy needs to go start on dinner.  I will get Allie to come down and keep an eye on you guys.  First another quick diaper check.” 

She checked us both quickly and we were still dry.  I was starting to feel like I might need to poop soon and started to tell my mom about it, but she had gotten up and I heard her yell up the stairs to Allie to come down and watch the babies. 

Allie slammed the door to her room; you could hear her almost stomping down the stairs.  I am pretty sure the look on mom’s face stopped her from saying what she was thinking when she got to the family room.  Mom told her that she just needed to sit in the room with us while she started putting dinner together.  My need to go to the bathroom was growing so I moved toward the kitchen while Allie glared at me. 

“Umm Mom.”  I said just above a whisper as I walked into the kitchen. 

“Mickey, didn’t I tell you to use momma or even mommy?”  She said without turning to look at me. 

“Sorry, Mommy.  I uh, I need to use the bathroom.”  Again, I said this quietly I didn’t want Allie to hear me plus I was embarrassed to be talking about this. 

“Okay.  Then go ahead and do it.  You have been doing it all day in your diaper what is the problem now?”  She still hadn’t turned to look at me. 

“Uh… I don’t just need to pee.”  I had moved next to her but was looking at the ground as I spoke. 

“Oh, that is why you are telling me.  If you just had to pee you would have gone ahead done it right.”  She had turned to look at me finally. 

“Yes.”  I quickly responded. I was glad she understood the problem. 

“So, you like peeing in your diapers and how that feels.  You want me to treat you like a baby so you can do that.  Well, you know babies use their diapers for everything, right.  They don’t get to pick and choose so you will need to use your diaper, sweetie.”  Her tone wasn’t mean it was just matter of fact. 

“But….” 

“No but, you are the one that choose this so are the one that will be using your diaper.” 

She had turned back away from me, so I moved back into the family room.  Allie continued to stare daggers into me while at the same time her lips formed an almost smirk expression when she would glance down at my diaper. 

As I got down on the floor with Jenny again the need poop was felt even more, and I now realized I needed to pee also.  I was definitely uncomfortable, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to do this with Allie looking down on me. 

All of Jenny’s toys were in a basket on the other side of the love seat that would block me from Allie’s view.  I crawled over that way and noticed that Allie was playing on her phone and not really paying attention anyways.  When I got to the basket, I tried to push out the poop but that didn’t seem to work. 

“Mickey, what are you doing you aren’t getting into trouble are you?”  Allie sang out like she was talking to Jenny and not me.  “Little babies need be where they can be seen.” 

“I am getting some blocks to play with.”  I said. 

I really need to go now so I got into a squat position and I was surprised at how easily I filled the back of my diaper.   Because it barely fit there wasn’t much room and I felt it pressing back into my skin and butt.  I wasn’t not enjoying this at all and was so focused on it that at first, I didn’t realize that pooping had also made me pee and now the front of my diaper was warm. 

When I finished, I moved back over to just past the edge of the love seat being careful so that Allie couldn’t see my diaper and tell what I had done.  I had poured the blocks out of the bag and began to play with them.  Jenny saw this and came over to play with the blocks also. 

“Oh Jenny, did you make a mess in your diaper?” Allie said.  “I think you did, didn’t you, I can smell it over here.” 

Jenny’s vocabulary was pretty limited still, but she knew the word no and she said that after Allie had spoken.  Allie laughed and responded that someone was lying.  Jenny looked at me, I think she knew it was me and she just smiled. 

“Mom, Jenny needs her diaper changed she is a little, actually she is a lot stinky.”  Allie called out. 

When we were asked to keep an eye on Jenny when Mom was home, she never made us change her diapers, she always did that herself.  The only time I had changed her was when I babysit for short periods when mom and dad weren’t home. 

 “Are you sure it is Jenny?  Maybe it is Mickey that needs to be changed. I will be out in a minute.” Mom yelled back from the kitchen. 

I was mortified.  Mom had just told my sister that I could be the one who had a poppy diaper and even though it was true I couldn’t imagine what Allie would do with that information.  I didn’t look up at all and just played with the blocks. 

“Oh, that would just be gross.  It is bad enough that he is wearing diapers and apparently peeing in them but to poop in them.  Yuck!”  The disgust in her tone was obvious as she spoke. 

“Well, he is now a baby and that is what babies do.”  Mom had come out of the kitchen and walked over to where Jenny and I were. 

“Yep.  Mickey you made a messy diaper didn’t you sweetie.  Come on let’s go get you changed.” 

She reached down for my hand and I took it standing up slowly.  I took a quick peek over at Allie on the couch and her eyes were wide, with an expression of shock on her face, as mom and I walked past her.  She looked down and my diaper that was obviously well used.  I could feel the soggy front and the sagging in the back with every step. 

She lightly tapped on mine and Steve’s door before entering it.  “Hey Steve, can you let Mickey and I have a little privacy for a few minutes, I need to change him really quick.  Thanks.” 

Steve looked at me as he got off the bed and when he smelt what was in my diaper, he looked mortified.  He quickly exited the room.   My mom grabbed a new diaper and the box of wipes plus a towel out of the closet. 

“Don’t lay down until I spread this out to protect the bed.  I want to be a little more careful since it isn’t just a pee pee diaper I am changing.”  Again, her tone sounded almost sweet. 

After she spread the towel out, she told me to lay back onto it and she undid the tapes of the diaper.  She used the front to the diaper to wipe some of the poop off me then told me to lift up.  She had grabbed some wipes and cleaned my bottom thoroughly then dropped them in the diaper and rolled it up. 

“All clean sweetie, let’s get a fresh diaper on you.” 

I followed her instructions to lift up and the process that she had done before was repeated.  I was mortified that everyone in the house knew I had pooped in a diaper but this part, when my mom pulled the diaper tight against me and secured the tapes was very satisfying. 

“All set Mickey.  I am going to take this stinky thing and put it in the garbage can in the garage right away.  Let me take you back to your sisters.  Dinner will be soon.”  She again led me by my hand to the family room. 

Both Allie and Steve stared at me blankly when I returned.  I didn’t say anything and started to pay with Jenny again.  I could hear Allie whispering something into to Steve’s ear but couldn’t tell what she was saying.   Our mom had gone into the kitchen. 

“Mom, can the big kids have a turn with the TV the babies have been watching it all afternoon.”  Allie asked loudly. 

“You can have it after dinner.  The babies have bath time this evening and then will be in bed.  It will be all yours.”  Mom responded. 

I caught the part about bath time and the word babies.  Did that mean me too?  I was still wondering that when mom called us all to the kitchen table for dinner.  Once again Jenny and I sat down at the end of the table with mom.  Mom, Allie and Steve were having baked chicken and roasted potatoes with green beans.  Jenny and I were feed chicken nuggets and Kraft Mac and Cheese and the green beans again.

Allie and Steve were told that they needed to clean the kitchen and after that they could watch whatever they wanted on the TV.   Jenny and I were taken upstairs, I was instructed to lay on my bed while Jenny was given a bath.   While laying there I felt the need to pee and while it took a second to get started this time, as soon as I began to wet my diaper it followed freely.  Unlike earlier, when I had peed in my diaper while pooping, this time I enjoyed the warmth and swelling of my diaper as I wet it. 

 

Mom came in and told me it was my turn for a bath.  When we got to the bathroom, she looked at my diaper and could see it was wet.  I am not certain, but I think I saw a small frown on her face.  She removed my shirt and then my diaper before instructing me to get into the bathtub.  Before I could say anything, she was washing me with a wash cloth and then pouring water from a cup over my head and washing my hair.  I was too shocked at what was happening to say anything. 

“Okay.  That is done.  One more thing, stand up and turn towards me.”  She had picked up a can of shaving cream and suddenly was covering my groin area with it.  “Babies don’t have hair and if you are going to be in a diaper all the time, we need this to be hair free for your hygiene.” 

My mom then took a razor and began to remove all my hair from testicles and the area around it.  My face turned beet red when at one point she was holding my penis in her hand and shaved me.  It began to swell some and I wanted to pull away.  Fortunately, she was finishing right as that happened.

“Don’t worry sweetie, that is pretty normal, it even happens to little babies.  Stand up.”  She had grabbed a towel and wrapped me up in it.

She vigorously dried me off and led me back to my room.  She grabbed my diaper supplies and had me laydown on the bed.  I was again surprised at how much I enjoyed the feeling of her pulling the diaper up between my legs and tightly taping it down. 

“You enjoy this part, don’t you?”  She asked. 

I just nodded my head yes and looked away from her.   She went and got some gym shorts and a t shirt from my dresser and helped me put them on. 

“We need to get you some cute PJs.  Lay her sweetie.  I will be back in a few minutes I need to give your sister her nightly bottle and tuck her in, then it will be your turn.” 

I saw her grab the diaper supplies and take them with her.  Was she going to put Steve’s night time diaper on in the family room?  I just realized that I would be going to bed earlier than he did tonight.  I stared at the ceiling and listened to the sounds from the hallway.  I heard walking up and down the hallway several time. 

It was about thirties minutes, maybe longer, when she came back into the room holding a bottle in her hand.  She climbed into the bed propping some pillows behind her so she could sit up against the wall my bed rested against. 

“Come here baby.”  She helped me move so that I was laying across her lap, cradling me in one arm and then brought the bottle to my lips.  I saw the outside of it was covered with pictures of Disney Princesses.

I pulled the nipple into my mouth and began to suckle; it took a second for the warm milk to start to flow.  I looked up and saw a small smile on my mom’s face.  I felt myself snuggling in closer to her.   A feeling of contentment washed over me.  The bottle was empty way to fast and mom moved out from under me. 

“We need to get you your own bottles, ones that are bigger with a bigger nipple.   Move over so I can pull the blanket down and tuck you in.” 

She grabbed a pillow and put it at the head of bed.  I laid my head on it as she pulled the blanket up tucked it tightly around me.  She then put a pacifier in my mouth and leaned down and kissed my forehead.

“Good night sweetie.  Sweet dreams.  Mommy will see you in the morning.”  She moved out of the room closing the door behind her. 

I laid in bed and felt happier than I had in a long time.  Today had been like a dream and besides being forced to poop in my diaper, and my sister Allie seeing me wearing and using a diaper, it was all amazing.  I was thinking, that if I had to do those things to get all the rest of it, it was worth it as I drifted off to sleep.

[Babytom948]

nice

[BobbyDrago]

Interesting now the question is the threat of grounding enough or is she going to tell everyone?

[Diapeered]

Since her mother told Allie that she could not tell her friends I am guessing he won’t be wearing diapers at school and Allie and Mike go to the same school and that is why she told Allie not to tell her friends.

If Allie cannot tell her friends she could just show them her mother didn’t tell her she couldn’t have friends over she would probably use a loophole like that if she really wanted to expose him.

I get the feeling Mike would eventually get so used to going in his diaper after a while when he had to pee that even when he was wearing underwear he would just release without a second thought having forgotten he was in underwear so used to the protection of a diaper.

Jenny seems like she is close to being ready to start potty training as it seems Mike has had more accidents then her and eventually it would be just Mike needing diapers unless he asks to start potty training too.

[Eagle0769]

This is a great story. I write stories like this and enjoy them in my dreams.

It sounds like this is going to continue. I agree I think his sister is going to

make it worse for him. Maybe that will be the part where he becomes the

sissy. Great job. ?

[fireandcrinkles]

Part 4

I woke up the next morning and could see it was still dark outside.  I looked over at the clock and it was just after six.  I wasn’t surprised I was awake this early since my mom had put me to bed earlier than I was used to.  I could feel the bulk of my diaper between my legs, but the pacifier wasn’t in my mouth.  I felt around and soon located it and popped it back in my mouth. 

Before yesterday if I was the first one awake, I would have gotten up and went into the bathroom to pee and brush my teeth before heading downstairs.  Sometime my mom would be up already but most times it was just me and I would have the TV to myself for a little while. 

I knew if I got up by myself now, I would possibly get in trouble with my mom, so I laid in bed.  I could feel a building urge to pee and with just a little effort I was able to start to wet my diaper.  I was again surprised at how much I enjoyed the warm sensation and the swelling in the front of it.  

My mom hadn’t said how long I would be able to wear a diaper and be treated like a baby so I was making sure I enjoyed it as much as I could.  My step dad would be back on Saturday, four days from now, and I couldn’t imagine he would go along with this.  

The time passed quickly and just after seven o’clock my mom poked her head in.  She was holding Jenny on her hip.

She quietly said.  “Just checking on my other baby.  I see you are awake.  Ready to go downstairs with mommy? Make sure you don’t wake Steve.” 

I climbed out of bed and my diaper immediately sagged causing me to kind of waddle across the room.  When I got to the door my mom took my hand and led me down the stairs. 

She looked down.  “You look like you have become a big fan of that pacifier already.  It also looks like that diaper is really wet.  Let me know if you have to go pee-pee again, not sure it could hold another wetting.” 

I had forgotten I had the pacifier in my mouth, but the diaper was definitely sagging more and more with each step. 

“Hopefully today will be the last day you have to wear diapers that are a little to small.  I ordered some things for you yesterday and paid for next day delivery.  They may be here by this evening.” 

I wasn’t sure if I should ask what she meant by things, but I would like a diaper that fit a little better.  She steered us into the family room and sat Jenny on the floor and motioned I should sit next to her.  My soggy diaper actually felt a little uncomfortable. 

“I will be right back, just need to get my babies bottles ready really quick.” 

Jenny looked at me.  “Mickey baby.” 

I laughed a little hearing her say that.  She was just developing her vocabulary.  Before when she tried to say my name, instead of Mike it came on Mick. My mom had popped her head out several times to check on us she got the bottles ready.  I wasn’t sure if I was happy that she was treating me like I couldn’t keep Jenny out of trouble for five minutes.

She came back in with both bottles and quickly scooped Jenny up and sat on her lap while she gave her bottle.  She also somehow managed to turn Mickey’s Clubhouse on.  I sat and watched it until she sat Jenny back onto the floor. 

She smiled at me and took my hand.  “You turn sweetie.” 

She sat back down and patted the couch next to her.  I climbed up and like last night she held me in her lap as gave me the bottle.  I was still suckling on it when Steve came into the room. 

“Stephanie I am dry again this morning.  I just wanted to tell you before I took it off and changed into my underwear if…..”  Steve stopped talking as he came around the corner of the couch and saw me.  

“That is amazing sweetie.  I know we were going to wait but maybe you could start with a pull up tonight just for test run?”  My mom told him. 

He mumbled a sure before quickly going back upstairs.  I finished my bottle and mom said it was time for me and Jenny to get changed out of our diapers, so she picked Jenny up and took my hand.  She quickly took us into Jenny’s room and got her things then we headed to my room.  Steve was stepping out the room in gym short and a t shirt. 

“I am going to change the babies really quick and then I will be down to put breakfast out.  In celebration you can tell me what you want this morning Steve.” 

She laid Jenny down at the head of my bed and quickly changed her diaper before pulling on an Elsa shirt and shorts combo on her.  The shirt was a onesie.   She then motioned for me to lie back, and she took my diaper off, made sure that the wipes cleaned me thoroughly and put on clean diaper. 

After rummaging through my dresser, she came back with another Disney t shirt, this one had Donald on the front of it.  He had always been my favorite Disney character.  I sat up and she pulled it over my head and then leaned down and gave me another kiss on my forehead.  Grabbing my hand, she led me out of the bedroom and down towards the kitchen, the bottom of my diaper was clearly on display.  Jenny was walking in front of us and when we got to the stairs, she scooped her up.

“Have you decided what you want for breakfast Steve?”  My mom asked as we went past the kitchen. 

“Can we have oatmeal with lots of brown sugar?”  He replied. 

“Sure, it is your choice.  I don’t typically make oatmeal during the summer, but it is a special day.” 

After putting Jenny in her high chair, and me in the seat next to her, she poured each of us some apple juice in to sippy cups and put some cut strawberries on plastic plates and gave them us each one.   Jenny and I ate the strawberries while she made oatmeal. 

When it was ready, she called Steve into the kitchen and set a large bowl down in front of him before returning to the table with two more plastic bowls and set them close to me and Jenny.  She was holding two spoons in her hand. 

“Let me know if there is enough milk and brown sugar in that.” She smiled at Steve. 

He quickly replied it was perfect.  I had finished my strawberries; Jenny was still eating some of hers. 

“Still hungry sweetie. Want some oatmeal also?” She asked me. 

“Yes. Mommy.”  When Steve heard me say mommy, he looked at me with surprise.

I was surprised though as I watched mom put a spoon into the oatmeal and then move it towards my mouth.  She told me to open up and she began to feed me.  I thought about saying something but didn’t want to have this conversation in front of Steve. 

Just as she was giving me another bite we all heard.  “Are you kidding me, you are feeding him like a baby also?  What the hell!” 

My mom whipped her head around at my sister and the look on her face caused Allie to immediately turn around and leave the room. 

We finished breakfast not long after that and Allie was told she need to watch the babies for about an hour while she did some chores and then she was free to go to the pool with her friends.   Once again I was on the floor with Jenny while Mickey’ Clubhouse was on the television.  Each time I looked up at Allie she would glare at me. 

“I have no idea what you are up to but if this baby thing you are doing is an attempt to make my life miserable you are doing it.”  She quietly hissed at me.  “I hope it is worth peeing and shitting on yourself.” 

I just ignored her and continued to play with the blocks.  Honestly, I wasn’t excited about the idea of using my diaper for pooping but I did enjoy peeing in it.  I was feeling some pressure grow in bladder but wanted to wait until I really had to go for wetting myself again. 

“Okay Allie, thanks.  I got them.   So how about a movie this morning what to do you say.”  My mom said to me and Jenny. 

“Mermaid, Mermaid.”  Jenny responding.

My mom went to Disney Plus and quickly started the Little Mermaid.  I was actually okay with that.  I enjoyed Disney Movies and really liked the music in this one.   Mom had brought in her laptop and was using it. 

Allie had left for the pool and Steve had gone next door to his friend’s house.  I heard mom tell them both not to tell anyone about me before they headed out of the house.  I was pretty sure Steve wouldn’t but wasn’t sure about Allie.  She had been staring at me as mom talked to her. 

I had wet my diaper while watching the movie and mom commented on how much it was sagging.  She said she had checked the status of her orders and that they were scheduled to be delivered this afternoon.  She hoped that would take care of the problem. 

After lunch which was peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and more strawberries.  Mom took us to our rooms and after first changing Jenny and settling her in she came and changed me and tucked me in. 

“All set my sweet baby.  Thank you for being good and staying in your bed while mommy was in with Jenny.  It is tough having you two in separate rooms.”  She bent down and put my pacifier in my mouth and gave me a kiss on the forehead. 

I stared at the ceiling for a long time but eventually fell asleep.  I was surprised at that since I don’t normally nap.  I woke up when my mom peeked her head into check on me while holding Jenny on her hip.  I scrambled out of bed and she led me down stairs. 

The afternoon was a lot like the morning.  Jenny and I played on the floor, mom found another Disney movie for us, this time Beauty and the Beast.  I liked this one also but not as much as the Little Mermaid. She gave us a snack of Goldfish and apple juice to drink from our sippy cups.  I had forgotten how much I enjoyed Goldfish. 

Steve and Allie came home in the late afternoon but both of them went up to their rooms and didn’t really interact with me and Jenny.   It was late in the afternoon when we heard the Fed Ex truck pull up.  He brought several boxes and left them on the front porch. 

My mom gathered them up and brought them in and put them on the couch before opening each one of them.   She smiled as she saw some of the contents.  Then gathered up some and took them into the kitchen before taking a box upstairs. 

She had returned to the family room and asked.  “Are any of my princesses wet and need a change?” 

I was wet but I wasn’t a princess, so I didn’t answer.  Jenny didn’t even acknowledge she had been asked.  I watched my mom check her and say something about being her diaper being a little damp.  She checked mine and saw it was soaked. 

“Well, you definitely need a change don’t you baby.”  She said with a smile.  “I should have brought one of your new diapers back down with me.” 

She quickly got up and went back upstairs and was back holding a box of wipes and a diaper.  “We will change it here really quick since Steve is in your room.  I don’t want to leave Jenny alone.” 

I laid back on the floor and my mom quickly undid the tapes and had pulled the front of the diaper down before wiping my groin area thoroughly.  She tapped the side of my hip indicating to lift my butt up and pulled the wet diaper out from under me and sliding the new one under my butt.  Pulling the front up she tightly taped it into place. 

This definitely fit better, the tapes weren’t a struggle to get into place and it was more comfortable on my legs.  The back felt thicker against my butt and there was a noticeable increase in the bulk between my legs. 

“Do you have to do that out in the open?”  I heard Allies voice asking in disdain. 

She walked into the family room and plopped onto the couch.  I then saw a faint smile from on her face as she was looking at me.  I was glad my mom had just finished changing my diaper.

“Oh, those are perfect.  Not only are you wearing a diaper, but they are covered in Disney Princesses.”  She laughed.

I hadn’t paid any attention to what was on the diaper but when I looked down, I saw she was right.  There were Disney Princesses covering the front of my diaper.   I turned to mom and before I could say anything she explained that they were on sale and cost half of what the plain one’s cost.

I started to complain but decided that it was better to not say anything about my diapers in front of Allie and just accepted mom’s explanation.   Allie was asked to keep an eye on us as mom went into the kitchen to get dinner ready. 

The rest of the afternoon and evening were uneventful.  Steve was still not really talking to me, and his eyes always had a wide-eyed look of confusion when he looked at me.  Allie mostly gave me dirty looks or smirks when our eyes met.  Jenny always smiled at me though. 

Around seven thirty mom announced it was time to start getting the babies ready for bed.  She came out of the kitchen holding two bottles in her hand.  I noticed that one bottle was bigger than the other.  She scooped Jenny up and took her upstairs telling Allie she would be back for me soon. 

It was about twenty minutes later when mom came downstairs and without saying anything just took my hand and led me out of the room.  As I walked out of the room, I knew I was doing a little bit of diaper waddle because the new diaper, now pretty wet, felt much larger between my legs. 

“He even walks like a baby now.”  I heard Allie saying to Steve. 

When we got to my room I was led over to my bed.  I noticed that there was new larger bottle sitting on my night stand along with what looked like a larger pacifier.  Mom instructed me to lay on the bed and reached for the pacifier getting ready to pop it into my mouth. 

I asked.  “Mommy why is it pink?”

“Oh, I wasn’t sure you would pay attention to that or notice.  I don’t know why but all the pink or girl stuff at the place I bought your new things were cheaper.”

She undid the tapes and went through the process of removing it and cleaning me.   I still wasn’t comfortable with mom using wipes on me down there or being exposed to her, but I was enjoying knowing she was taking care of me and the feeling of the new diaper being put on me a lot. 

“Sweetie, we are going to try something different at night.  Disposable diapers your size are very expensive.  They are way more convenient though, so I don’t want to switch all the time, but at night I want to try cloth, okay.” 

I had never thought about cloth diapers before.  Steve wore disposables, Allie had worn disposables when she was a bed wetter so when I thought about diapers, I thought disposable.  Mom had gone over to the closet and came back with what looked like thick white towel.  She laid it next to me and did some folding or something.

“Okay, lift your butt and scooch over.” 

I follower her directions and I felt her positioning it.  It felt good against my butt. 

She sprinkled a generous amount of powder over my groin and then pulled the diaper over my penis.  I like how it felt on it also. 

“Okay, don’t move, don’t want to accidentally stick you and I want to get this on you tight.” 

I felt her pull the cloth tight against me and pinned one side tight.  She repeated that on the other side and diaper definitely felt snug.  I noticed the diaper pins had bright pink catches on them. 

“Okay, almost done.”  She moved over the closet and got something out and came back.  “Remember what I said about the pink things being cheaper.”   

She was holding a pair what looked almost like pink panties in her hand.  As she got closer, I realized they were plastic with some kind of print on them it looked like rainbows, unicorns, castles, and stuff. 

“These go over your diaper and keep you from leaking anything on your bed.”  She smiled at me as she slipped them over my feet and slide them up my legs. 

The elastic around my thighs and legs were a little tight along with my waist.  She had grabbed the bottle, which I noticed now had a pink top also, and positioned herself on the bed.  She smiled at me as I moved into her lap and she removed the pacifier and brought the bottle to my mouth.

 I immediately started to suckle on it and noticed how much more easily it flowed compared to Jenny’s. I felt myself completely relaxed and the warm milk flowed into my mouth, mom holding me close to her.   I am not sure if this is what I dreamed about when thinking of wearing diapers, but it was awesome. 

I heard a loud bang on the door followed by it flying open.  “Mom, can I have a sleep….”  My sister stopped speaking. 

“Allie, get out.  No one said you could come in.”  Mom yelled at her. 

“What a sissy.”  I hear her mutter and she closed the door. 

I was just finishing my bottle and my mom slide out from under me and moved me so she could tuck my in.  She placed my pacifier in my mouth as she pulled the covers over me. 

She bent down and kissed my forehead.  “Good night princess.  Sleep well.” 

I realized it was the second time today she had called me princess.  It was probably just because she was always calling Jenny that, and it was a reflex I thought as I drifted off to sleep. 

[Jayjay616]

Love where you are taking this story. Do I foresee matching outfits for Mikey and Jennie? 
Can’t wait for the next chapter.

[Diapeered]

Looks like Allie found a way to show her friends without telling them unless her mother was against it, Mike is going to be treated like a baby but I don’t think his mother forgot about the time she caught him in Allie’s panties that he used to support the diaper the first time he wore a diaper and so is slowly introducing him to girls clothes using the sale as an excuse.

He wanted to be treated like Jenny and now he will also be dressing similarly to her too it won’t be long until he is sharing a room with Jenny as it would be easier to change them in the morning and get them ready for bed instead of kicking Steve out to change him if Steve was in the room.

I can see Mike being treated like Jenny’s twin sister up until Jenny starts potty training then he would be her little sister and mom would make sure that Jenny’s clothes look a little more mature then his once she starts potty training to make Mike feel or look like a baby compared to Jenny.

[BobbyDrago]

17 hours ago, Diapeered said:

Looks like Allie found a way to show her friends without telling them unless her mother was against it, Mike is going to be treated like a baby but I don’t think his mother forgot about the time she caught him in Allie’s panties that he used to support the diaper the first time he wore a diaper and so is slowly introducing him to girls clothes using the sale as an excuse.

He wanted to be treated like Jenny and now he will also be dressing similarly to her too it won’t be long until he is sharing a room with Jenny as it would be easier to change them in the morning and get them ready for bed instead of kicking Steve out to change him if Steve was in the room.

I can see Mike being treated like Jenny’s twin sister up until Jenny starts potty training then he would be her little sister and mom would make sure that Jenny’s clothes look a little more mature then his once she starts potty training to make Mike feel or look like a baby compared to Jenny.

Oooo that's a really good idea. Also I kinda hope Allie did but I also hope she didn't. If she did then this is a wonderful time to punish the little witch. If she didn't then Mikey can be slowly indoctrinated by his mom more.

[fireandcrinkles]

Part 5

I woke up the next morning again just after six o’clock. As I rolled in the bed, I could hear the sound of my plastic pants. I was trying to be quiet and not wake Steve up. I also noticed the considerable bulk between my legs along with the pressure of my bladder. 

I was on my side and tried to release the pressure but that didn’t seem to work very well. I rolled onto my stomach and the dam easily burst and I felt warmth spread out across my groin. Unlike the disposables though it didn’t seem to swell up between my legs at the same time. My diaper was soon soaked though.  

I laid in bed staring at the ceiling for what seemed like a long time. I wondered if mom had told my stepdad about my diapers and being treated like a baby. I wasn’t sure how he would react to it. I also wondered if Allie really would keep her mouth shut. Plus, I wondered what Steve was thinking. 

I saw a crack of light from the hall as the door opened and my mom peaked her head in.  I immediately sat up and she put her finger to her lips indicating for me to be quiet while her other hand waived me towards the door. 

I got out from under the covers and definitely waddled to the door the diaper dropping into the plastic pants. I am not sure it would have stayed up if I wasn’t wearing them over top of it. My mom took my hand and led me to Jenny’s room. She still had a baby monitor set up for her room, so she knew she was awake. 

“Momma, Mickey.” Jenny loudly exclaimed as we entered her room. My mom grabbed her, and we headed down stairs and she plopped us on the floor. 

“How did your diaper hold up? Was your bed dry?” Mom asked me. 

I started to answer her and realized my pacifier was still in my mouth I quickly pulled it out and said. “Yes, it was dry, and it was okay. It is drooping down right now though. It is also a little cold.” 

“Oh, I wish I had thought about that. I don’t want to go get you a fresh diaper and possibly wake Stevie up.” She said. “How about I see if I can get it a little tighter on you in case you need to use it again before he wakes up.” 

I was quickly laying on back and mom was repining the diaper on me and then pulled the plastic pants up and I rolled onto my side I immediately put the pacifier back in my mouth. 

“Let me get your morning bottles really quick. I will be right back.” 

Jenny came over and handed me one of her stuffed animals. I smiled at her and she went off to find something else to play with. Mom returned and Jenny got her bottle first then mom put Mickey on the TV and indicated it was my turn. 

I crawled on the couch and into her lap and again realized how wonderful this part felt. I was missing my disposable diaper though and hoped I would be changed soon. I also knew I would have to poop this morning and didn’t want to do that in the cloth diaper for some reason. Jenny had walked back over to couch and you could tell she pooped in her diaper. 

“Someone needs a diaper change doesn’t she.” Mom sang out. 

Jenny just nodded her head in response. 

“Okay Honey as soon as Mikey is done with his bottle, I will get you a nice clean diaper.” 

I heard movement behind the couch and Allie stepped in the room. When she saw me laying in mom’s lap nursing on my bottle, my bright pink plastic pants were very obvious, her eyes widened. 

“Did he poop in his diaper again? And is that bottle actually his? It looks bigger than Jenny’s. Why is it pink. And what is he wearing over his diaper?” 

“Good Morning Allie. Jenny needs the diaper change. Although Mikey probably does also but his isn’t messy. And those are plastic pants, he is using cloth diapers at night. They help keep his bed dry.”  

“This is just too much mom. He isn’t a baby. He is fifteen years old. Jenny is a baby.” Allie responded. 

I had finished my bottle and was still laying in my mom’s lap while she gently stroked my hair. I was hoping my mom would give me my pacifier back. 

“Mikey is my baby. Aren’t you snookums.” Mom smiled down at me and I felt warm all over. “Allie run up and get a new diaper and wipes for Jenny, please.” 

“Mommy, can you change me also. This diaper isn’t very comfortable.” I asked. 

“Sorry sweetie but I really don’t want to go into your room and possibly wake Steve up. You will have to wait a little longer. It would definitely be easier if my babies were in the same room.” She responded. “Maybe we should do that actually, move you into Jenny’s room.” 

I wasn’t sure I liked that idea. Jenny’s room was definitely a baby girl’s room. It was painted a light pink and was decorated with lots of Disney girl’s stuff. Minnie and Daisy and princesses were all over the room. Although right now if it meant access to a dry disposable diaper, I would be happy. And as I thought about it, I was actually kind of a fan of the princesses, and I didn’t hate the color pink.   

Allie returned and practically threw Jenny’s diaper supplies onto the couch before stomping off to the kitchen. Mom had slide out from under me and took the supplies before she quickly changed Jenny’s diaper. As I watched her changing Jenny I looked even more forward to my change. 

Allie had come back into the family room and plopped in a chair. “I am hungry mom, what is for breakfast?” 

“If you keep an eye on the babies, I will make some pancakes, deal?” 

“Sure.” Allie said. 

“How about a princess movie, would you two like that?” Allie asked her tone actually pleasant. 

“Mermaid, Mermaid, Mermaid.” Jenny quickly responded. 

“Is that okay with you? Or do you want a different princess movie?” Allie asked me.

I just nodded yes and watched her pick up the remote and go to Disney Plus and turn The Little Mermaid on. I really needed to poop now, and it was uncomfortable holding it in. I still didn’t want to do it in the cloth diaper, and I definitely didn’t want to do it front of Allie. 

I walked into the kitchen and asked mom again about changing me. I also told her about my other problem. She told me again that if I needed to do that, I should do it in my diaper, babies didn’t use toilets and that that she would change me as soon as Steve got up. 

I went back into the family room; Jenny was watching the TV and Allie was playing on her phone. I decided to lay on my stomach in hopes that would help take away some of the pressure I felt to poop. The cloth of my diaper was bunched up in my groin and was cold. Plus, I made a lot of noise when the plastic pants pressed against the floor which had caused Allie to look up from her phone and give me a dirty look. 

It had only been about ten minutes when my mom called out. “Allie, bring the babies into the kitchen for breakfast. I am going to go wake Steve up.”

“I am up. Can you come up her real quick?” Steve yelled down. 

“Sure. Are you okay? Mikey stay there I will grab your things and come back down.”

She bounded up the stairs and two minutes later I heard her coming back down with Steve. She was telling him how great it was that he woke up dry again and maybe they could try pull ups tonight. I looked over and saw she had one of my diapers in her hand and was smiling at Steve. 

“Okay Mikey. Let’s get you changed real quick so you can have some breakfast.” 

I rolled onto my back, and she knelt down and pulled the plastic pants off after having me lift my butt up. The smell of pee filled the air around us. She unpinned the diaper and rolled it up and shoved it into the plastic pants. The wipes were next and felt wonderful. Finally, my disposable was put on me and taped tightly before she helped me off the floor and led me into the kitchen holding my hand.

Jenny was in her high chair and in front of my new spot was a toddler plate with the dividers. In one section was a pancake already cut up, another had syrup in it, and another had blackberries. A sippy cup was next to it. Jenny and Stevie both looked at my diaper and then at each other. I forgot that mom had gotten me diapers with princesses on them. 

Mom walked over and I saw a bib in her hand. Jenny already had one on. It seemed like it happened in flash but I was now wearing a pink bib. Allie and Steve would steal a quick glance at me but mostly focused on the plate in front of them.

I ate quickly in hopes that I would be able to go into the family room and poop without anyone watching me. “Mommy, I am done can I go watch TV.” 

“As soon as Allie finishes, she can take you out there Princess.” 

I heard Allie giggle when she said Princess. Again, I wondered why she called me that. She always called Jenny that and maybe it was just an affectionate baby term and wasn’t on purpose. I didn’t want to say anything to her especially in front of Allie.

“I am done. Come on Princess.” Allie snickered and reached for my hand grabbing it and leading me back to the family room. 

With every step I took I knew I had to poop soon. It was painful holding it in. I was also feeling some pressure in my bladder. Allie jumped up on the couch and hit play on the remote and The Little Mermaid started up again. She picked up her phone and I crawled around the side of the couch. 

I started to push and as soon as I did, I knew I was filling my diaper. I was glad my new diapers weren’t as tight on me, but the size of my poop quickly filled any void area and felt it pressing against my skin. At the same time, I was peeing freely. I am not sure if even realized it when I had started to pee. I was torn between the feeling of relief of having finally pooped and the embarrassment that I knew was coming.

“Oh… gross, gross, gross. Mom, the princess pooped her diaper again.” Allie yelled out. 

I was still behind the couch and on my knees so that it didn’t squish into me. I was surprised though how much I enjoyed the feeling in the front of my diaper as I had wet it. It was much better than how the cloth diaper had felt. 

“Already. I just changed that diaper. Okay. I will be out to get her… him in minute to change him. Unless you want to do it?” Mom called out. 

“What?” Both Allie and I yelled out at the same time. 

“I am not doing that. No way!!! It is bad enough having to just be near this terrible smell.” Allie said. 

I was hoping my mom was just trying to be funny. The idea of Allie changing my diaper, that just couldn’t happen. I would give up diapers before I would let that happen. 

About ten minutes later mom came out of the kitchen and took my hand. “Oh, that is a stinky diaper, let’s go get you cleaned up sweetie.” 

We made it up to my room and again mom laid out a towel on the bed and indicated I should lay on it. She went to get a fresh diaper. 

“Shoot, stay here. I left your wipes down stairs. I need to pop into Jenny’s room and get some.” 

When I laid down on my back, I felt the poop press up against me. I couldn’t believe that for a minute I forgot that the back of diaper was full. 

“Here we go.” Mom sang out as she came back in. “I really think we need to move you into Jenny’s room.  That way all the supplies and changes can happen in one place.  Especially since I think Steve is going to be done with diapers soon.” 

I didn’t say anything in response.  The tapes were undone, and mom made me lift my butt up.  She commented on the size of mess but began to use the wipes to clean me.  Once she was done doing that, she dropped the dirty wipes into the diaper and rolled up it up setting it off to the side.  A new diaper was slide under and taped it up tightly. 

“Okay let’s get you dressed.  I got some clothes with the order yesterday.  Stand up.”

She went over to the box at the bottom of the closet and returned with white t shirt.  She pulled it over my head, and it felt soft against me and I realized she was snapping it up between my legs.  It was a onesie I also realized that the neck and short sleeves had just a little lace around it.  Next, she had me step into a lavender colored short all.  It had snaps on the legs and there was a row of flowers embroidered on the chest. 

“Mom…  I mean mommy.  These are for a baby girl.”  I said.

“Well actually they are for big people that want to be treated like a baby.  Sound familiar?  And I told you all the things for girls were cheaper.” 

“But…”

She cut me off.  “No buts…  I am willing to do this but it is costing us money so I am going to save money where I can.  Now come on Princess.” 

She had grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the room, and we headed down stairs.  As soon as Steve saw me, he immediately got up and headed upstairs.  Allie looked at me and just started laughing.   She then asked if she was relieved of Princesses baby sitting duties.  Mom told her yes and she headed upstairs also. 

I was a little surprised when we got to the family room and mom got down on the floor and played with me and Jenny.  Jenny had a collection of stuffed Disney Princess dolls and we each had one that we would make dance, talk and do goofy things.  I played with the Elsa doll. 

 Allie was asked to come down and keep an eye on us for a few minutes before lunch time which was peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.  The crust was cut off and they were cut into quarters for Jenny and me.  While we ate, mom was busy texting someone on her phone as she stood at the kitchen counter.

“Mom do you need anything or help with the babies before I head over to Leslie’s for the sleep over?  She said I could come over in the afternoon.”  Allie asked.

“No, I am going to put them down for their naps not long after lunch.  Thanks for asking.  That was very grown up of you.  I really appreciate your help the past two days.”  She had walked over and put a hand on her shoulder and kissed the top of her head.

Allie looked at me and smiled.  I was actually getting a little mad.  I had watched Jenny all the time for mom, even changed her wet diapers occasionally.  I didn’t remember mom ever telling me thanks for that. 

“Steve what are you doing this afternoon?” Mom asked him. 

“Ryan and I want to ride our bikes up to the park; would that be okay?” 

“Are Ryan’s brothers going to go?  I don’t think you all are old enough to do that on your own.” Mom asked. 

“He didn’t say.”  He messaged me while we were playing a video game. 

“Well, if they are going you can go.  If not, you can’t.  Sorry.”  She responded. 

“Okay Princesses let’s check those diapers and get you upstairs for your naps.  I will read a couple of quick books first, how about that.”  Mom smiled at us. 

“Cookie, Cookie.”  Jenny said.  

She wasn’t asking for a cookie she wanted mom to read her “If you Give a Mouse a Cookie” for one of the books. 

Mom took her plate over to the sink and Allie stood up and picked mine and Jenny’s up and brought them over.  Steve got his and took it over.  They were both thanked by mom for being so helpful and she told them how much she appreciated it since she now had two babies to take care of. 

Picking Jenny up she took my hand and led us to Jenny’s room first and grabbed a handful of books.  We then headed to my room.  On the way she commented again on this would be so much easier if we were in the same room.  We all climbed onto my bed, Jenny was snuggled up to my mom and I was on the other side.  She read three books to us and then tucked me into bed popping my pacifier in my mouth and kissing my forehead right before carrying Jenny out of the room. 

I actually fell asleep not long after she left the room.  I woke up just over an hour later feeling a need to pee.  The past couple of days mom came and got me to let me know that nap time was over, so I laid in bed and felt the pressure on my bladder grow.

 I was surprised that as soon as decided I was going to pee that it just started to flow freely into my diaper.  All the times before I had really had to force it but laying on my back, I quickly felt my groin warming and the diaper swelling.  The onesie I was wearing kept it pushed tight against me. 

It was thirty minutes later when my slowly opened the door.  “You awake sweetie?” 

She entered the room carrying Jenny and holding a diaper in her hand.  She sat her on the bed and walked over to the closet and grabbed some wipes and asked if I needed a new diaper also.  I told her yes so, she grabbed one of mine. 

She came back and quickly changed Jenny and then moved over the me.  She started to pop the snaps of my shortalls and then my onesie.  “Lift your butt up baby.  These clothes make things so much easier.” 

I lifted up and my wet diaper was pulled off, a quick wipe, and a new diaper was in place.  The feeling of the diaper being pulled up between my legs and taped tightly in place again felt amazing.  The snaps on my clothes were quickly done and she scooped Jenny up and took my hand and we headed down stairs. 

We walked into the living room and I was shocked to see my step aunt sitting on the love seat.  “The babies are awake.  Oh, Mikey what a cute outfit.” 

My step aunt was my step dad’s sister.  She was a few years older than he was.  She had welcomed me and my sister into the family like she had always been our aunt and we both liked her.  She was divorced and a bit of free spirit. 

“Say thank you to Aunt Marie, Mikey.”  My mom told me. 

I realized I still had my pacifier in my mouth and yanked it out before I muttered a thank you.  I was still getting past the shock of her being there and seeing what I was wearing.  I heard Jenny yelling Aunt Marie, Aunt Marie as my mom set her down and she ran to her. 

I stood in place, not wanting to move any closer to her.  I was almost paralyzed with embarrassment right now.  My mom had gone into the kitchen and came back and handed me a sippy cup and took another one over to Jenny. 

I took several big swigs of the apple juice and slowly shuffled further into the room.  My aunt was focused on Jenny and playing with her on the couch.  They had turned Frozen on and Jenny was excited about seeing what she called Baby Anna come onto the screen in the beginning. 

“Come say hi Mikey.”  My mom instructed me. 

I took a couple steps forward and went around the couch.  I couldn’t look my aunt in the eye and kept my eyes on the TV screen.  As I turned to the couch, thinking I would just sit on it and pretend to watch the movie, I saw my step cousin laying there.  She had her phone in her hand and I noticed the ear plugs in ears. 

I guess seeing me moving caused her to take her eyes off the screen on her phone and look over at me.  Her eyes widened as she saw what I was wearing but she did give me a smile.  She reached up and took one of her earphones out and sat up at the same time. 

“Hi Mikey.  I like your outfit.”  Her tone sounded sincere and not mocking. 

My step cousin was seventeen years old.  She was beautiful with blonde hair, blue eyes, with a curvy but athletic body.  She was a cheerleader at her high school.  I had a sort of crush on her but was mostly just in awe of her. 

I didn’t respond.  Mostly because I was so embarrassed.  I walked over to my mom, who was standing next to the love seat my aunt was sitting in and whispered in her ear, asking if I could talk to her in the kitchen.  She nodded yes and took my hand and lead me into the kitchen. 

“Mom, why are they are here?  Why did you let them see me like this?  I was fighting tears. This is embarrassing!”  I said at just above a whisper. 

“First, remember call me mommy or momma sweetie.  Second you didn’t think people wouldn’t see you like this did you?  Remember I told you it was all the time or nothing.  You choose this, you can’t hide from everyone.”  She used her regular tone. 

“But, but..” I didn’t really have a good rebuttal to that. “Why are they here though?” 

“Aunt Marie is going to help me move your stuff into Jenny’s room. I didn’t want to wait until Brian got back from his work trip.” 

“What? You are really going to do that?” I had lost all the whisper from my voice.

“Yes, sweetie. Having two babies is tough work. Having them in separate rooms makes it even tougher. And remember this morning when you spent all that time in your wet diaper because Steve was still sleeping? That won’t happen anymore.” 

I cringed when she said wet diaper. I was hoping that Christine had put her headphones back in and didn’t hear that. 

“Why is Christine here?” I was back to just above a whisper. 

“She is going to watch you and Jenny while Aunt Marie is helping me.”

I hung me head down, I guess that made sense. 

“Come on let’s go back in so we can get started. Do you need more juice? It looks like your cup is empty.” She reached down and took the cup and filled it with more apple juice. 

She took my hand and led me back into the room. Christine was sitting on the floor with Jenny playing her Princess dolls. I moved over to the couch and tried to shrink into the corner of it. 

“Marie you ready to get started?” My mom asked. 

“Sure. Let me run out to car and get the stuff I brought, and I will meet you upstairs.” She replied. 

“Okay. Alright princesses be good for Cousin Christine. Listen to what she tells you.” Mom turned and headed up stairs. 

I pretty much just sat in the same place and finished my juice. I wanted to use my pacifier, but I didn’t want my cousin to see it. A couple of times Christine asked if I wanted to play with them and I just shook my head no. As much as I enjoyed the attention from my mom I was wondering if it was worth this embarrassment. 

I could hear my mom and aunt moving things and laughing and joking upstairs. I wondered if they were laughing at me or about something else. I realized the apple juice had made its way through me and I knew I had to pee. I was again surprised at how easily I wet my diaper compared to two days ago. The front warmly swelled against my onesie as I flooded my diaper. Was that feeling worth the embarrassment that went with it? 

“Christine can you see if either of the babies need a diaper change. I haven’t changed them since they woke up from their naps.” Mom yelled down the stairs. 

“Sure.” She responded and she moved over slipped a finger under Jenny’s pants and into her diaper. “Your still dry. What a big girl you are.” 

She turned and looked at me on the couch. “Do you need me to check yours also or can you just tell me?” 

I probably turned as red as a fire truck. I definitely didn’t want her to check me, but I also didn’t want to tell her I had wet my diaper. Why couldn’t my mom have asked five minutes ago when I was still dry. This afternoon had really sucked. 

“Well? If you don’t tell me I am going to have to check. And, you know, I am really good at being able to tell when someone is lying to me.” She smiled at me. 

“I... I am… I am wet.” I said the word wet pretty much under my breath. 

“I couldn’t hear. Did you say you were wet?” 

I nodded my head yes. 

“It is okay. Babies wet their diapers; it is what they do.” Again, her tone was sweet. 

“Jenny is dry, and Mikey is wet.” She yelled upstairs. 

“Really wet? Or just a little wet?” Mom yelled back. 

Christine looked at me and raised an eyebrow. 

“Really wet.” I whispered. 

“Really wet.” Christine yelled. 

It was about fifteen minutes later when mom came downstairs carrying a new diaper and the box of wipes. She came over to me on the couch and with her eyes gave me the instructions to lay down so she could change me. 

“But Mom…. I mean mommy. Christine is here.” I said quietly. 

“Christine has changed lots of diapers, she babysat almost every kid in her neighborhood. And she may have to babysit you and change you at some point. Don’t be embarrassed.” 

I peaked over at Christine and she smiled at me. “I am an expert at it. Those diapers are really cute. I love the Disney Princesses also.” 

I had forgot about the diapers my mom had bought. I hadn’t realized that while she was talking my mom had popped all the snaps on my pants and onesie and out of what was a reflex, I had lifted my butt up so she could quickly swap out the wet diaper with fresh one after quickly using a wipe. 

“We are almost done upstairs Christine. Thanks for watching them.” Mom jumped up and headed back upstairs. 

“Sure, you don’t want to play with us?”  Christine asked again. 

I nodded my head no and continued to try and blend in with the couch.  I was even more embarrassed now than I had been earlier.  I was also thinking about what mom said about Christine maybe having to babysit me and change my diapers.   Maybe this had gone to far. 

Just as mom and Aunt Marie came down stairs Steve came back home from his friend’s house.   Aunt Marie made a big deal about how he was growing up.  Mom told him that he was going to have his own room now and that the babies would be sharing a room.  Steve looked over at me, his eyes locked on mine and loudly said good. 

My aunt came over and gave me a hug, then picked up Jenny and hugged her.  Christine took Jenny from her and gave her a big hug and then some tickles.  Jenny squealed as she was put back on the floor. 

Christine moved over to me and hugged me next and whispered in my ear.  “You really are cute, and you are brave to do what makes you happy.  I hope I get to babysit you.”

I was surprised to hear all of that and for a brief moment I wasn’t embarrassed by what I was wearing and the bulky feeling of my diaper between my legs made me feel good. 

My mom thanked them both for all their help and told them she was looking forward to seeing them again soon.  After the door was closed, she came over and asked if I wanted to see how the room turned out.  I said no and continued to sit on the couch and pout.  My mom ignored me and announced she would be ordering pizza for dinner before going and grabbing her laptop and starting to work on it.

The evening went by quickly.  The pizza arrived and mom cut mine and Jenny’s into small pieces and we drank our apple juice in our sippy cups.   I had to put on pink bib again. She talked to Steve about his bike ride to the park and made a point to say how he was growing up so quickly. 

After dinner she announced that it was a bath night for me and Jenny. I thought she would take Jenny first and then me, but she made us both go up together. When I started to protest, she told me that babies can’t be left alone for that long. At first, I thought she was going to make us share a bath but she washed Jenny first, then me. Jenny threw a little bit of temper tantrum when she wasn’t allowed to play in the bath tub. 

We were both wrapped up in towels and led to Jenny’s room, or I guess our room now. When we walked in Jenny’s crib was still in the same place along with her dresser. Her changing table had moved and now my bed was in its place. When I looked at the bed the red and blue sheets and blankets had been replaced. There was now a bright pink blanket on top of it and the sheets and pillow were covered in Disney Princesses.  

The blanket and sheets matched the décor of the rest of the room. I started to express my displeasure and my mom immediately shut me down saying that this was Jenny’s room first. She did say that if I kept wanting to wear diapers and be treated like a baby for a long time that she might make some changes to be more of a boy’s nursery. 

She changed Jenny into her diaper and pajamas first. Her pajamas had Anna and Elsa on them. She again brought out the cloth diapers for me. The soft cotton felt good on my skin and I realized I liked how my mom pulled them tight on me and pinned them. The bulk between my legs though really forced me to spread my legs. She pulled on a pair of light pink plastic pants over top of the diaper.

Then she dropped a lavender sleep shirt over my head. “I thought that would fit you and it will make accessing your diaper much easier. I haven’t had time to order you some PJs with snaps yet.”  

“Okay babies, sit right here while I get your bottles. I will be right back!” She quickly left the room.  

Jenny and I sat on my bed and waited for mom to come back. She sat our bottles on top of the dresser and got out a book to read to us. Jenny cuddled into one side and me on the other. Again, I loved the contact with mom. Jenny got her bottle first and then mom put her in her crib. 

“Okay Mickey time for your bottle sweetie.” The tone of her voice was sweet and loving and I realized how much I enjoyed that also. 

She laid me over her lap, propping some pillows up behind her and cradling my head with her arm, the side of my face was pressed tight against her breast and the bottle brought to my mouth. I eagerly sucked the nipple into my mouth and began to nurse from it. 

“Oh, someone really wanted a bottle tonight.” She smiled down at me. 

This moment, a thick diaper between my legs, being held by my mom, nursing a bottle, this was what I wanted. All the other embarrassment was definitely worth this. 

I finished my bottle and mom slide out from under me before tucking me under the covers. She popped my pacifier into my mouth and leaned down and kissed my forward. 

At the door she turned off the light, a night light kept the room from going completely dark, as she closed the door she said. “Good Night my beautiful princesses.”

I would have wondered about that, but I was so content I think I fell asleep before the door was closed.

[Diapeered]

The I like how the mother reassured him that it might become a boys nursery if he wanted to stay a baby in the long run which was a nice touch but by the time that happens he might just get used to all the girls stuff around him as to me it hints  he would have the nursery when Jenny doesn’t need it anymore so he would be stuck in a girls one for a while.

I find it amusing that he won’t mention her “slip up” in calling him princess and won’t correct it, he is either too afraid to confront the situation in front of the older siblings or just thinks she is so used to callIng Jenny one that it just came out that way for him too he probably thinks the clothes doesn’t help as they are for girls.

It won’t be long until he is wearing skirts and dresses I am sure Allie wouldn’t mind giving him her hand me downs if it helped save money she might even ask her friends if they have any for him if she eventually exposes him.

[diaper24/7]

I wonder if we are going see a crib for Mikey in the future like his baby sister?

[Diapeered]

I feel out of the other siblings besides Jenny who already sees Mikey as an equal Allie would eventually warm up to the idea of Mike being a baby once she realizes he isn’t doing it to ruin her life but rather because he wants it and Steve probably would always find it weird and be unable to understand or accept Mike as a baby.

I can also see an argument happening between his mother and stepfather about the situation until he just accepts it but wants nothing to do with changing him.

[fireandcrinkles]

Part 6

I woke up the next morning and knew I had to pee really badly.  I wasn’t sure what time it was, realizing that there wasn’t a clock in the room.  I thought I saw a little bit of light sneaking in the room from behind the curtain.

 I easily started to pee my diaper and it was quickly soaked.   Like yesterday morning, the feeling of the cloth diaper was very different than the disposable.  The warm feeling between my legs quickly changed to cold and I was a little uncomfortable laying in it.  I hoped mom would change me first thing this morning. 

I wasn’t sure how long it was before I heard Jenny start moving in her crib.  What started as rolling around was soon changed to her talking to herself.  When she stood up and saw me laying in my bed, she looked surprised. 

“Mickey.” She said excitedly and lifted her arms in the air indicating she wanted me to pick her up. 

I almost got out of bed to get her out of reflex but was pretty sure our mom wouldn’t want me to do that and that was confirmed almost immediately. 

“Mikey can’t get you out of bed sweetie.  She is a baby just like you.  Good morning princesses.”  Mom sang out as she burst into the room.  

“Momma, Momma, Momma!”  Jenny threw her arms up again.  

I was concentrating on mom calling me she, she had explained the clothes to me, and all the pink stuff as it being cheaper, but it seemed like she wanted to treat me as a baby girl, not a baby boy.  

Jenny was scooped up and then mom took my hand and led me out of bed and towards the door.  My soaked diaper dropped down as I stood up and would have fallen off if the plastic pants had caught it.  This forced me to waddle as I walked.

“Mom, can I get changed before we go down stairs?”  I asked. 

“First, it is mommy or momma, right? And you can get changed after I get things going this morning.” 

“But mommy, my diaper is really wet and uncomfortable.”  I whined. 

“I am sorry you aren’t liking your diaper this morning baby, but you are the one that choose to wear it and wet it.” 

I started to protest that I hadn’t chosen the cloth diaper, that she had, but was scared that if I protested that she would take away everything else. 

Mom sat us both down in the family room, turned on Disney Junior and ducked into the kitchen before quickly returning with our bottles.  Jenny got hers first and then it was my turn.  As I was cuddled up to her and sucking on the nipple, I knew that the uncomfortable feeling of the diaper was worth this. 

“Okay babies, how about oatmeal again for breakfast?  Then we will get you all changed and ready for the day.” 

I really didn’t want to stay in the cloth diaper any longer but didn’t want to upset my mom.  When breakfast was ready mom sat between us and took turns spooning the oatmeal into our mouths.   We also had cut strawberries in a bowl that we ate by hand, and sippy cups of apple juice.  I wasn’t sure if it was on purpose or not, but it seemed like a lot of oatmeal ended up on my cheeks and chin. 

“All done Princesses.  Let’s get those pretty faces cleaned up.  Looks like I need to get Mikey a few more bibs also.”  Mom laughed and took a warm wash cloth and cleaned both our faces. 

We were taken back to the family room, and she bounded upstairs before returning with a bunch of things in her hands and arms.  She laid us out on the floor next each other and she changed Jenny first.  She put a Sleeping Beauty outfit on her.  It was a pink top with a picture of the princess on in it and had a skirt like bottom with a cover for her diaper built in. 

I was changed next.  I was very happy to get out of a sopped cloth diaper and plastic pants.  The disposable diaper felt so much better as it was taped tightly in place.  A yellow tee shirt, with lace on the neck and arms was pulled over my head followed by a light pink pair of shortalls with teddy bears embroidered on the bib.   These were definitely girly clothes. 

Mom turned on Beauty and Beast on the tv for us as Jenny yelled Belle, Belle, Belle.  I heard mom’s phone ring and it was obvious that she was talking to Allie.  From the one side of the conversation, I heard Allie was asking to go to the pool today with her friend Leslie.  

I really paid attention to Beauty and the Beast on the tv and was surprised at how drawn into it I was sitting on the couch watching it, normally it was just kind of background noise.  I heard Steve come into the family room and ask mom if he could go to the pool with his friends later this morning and she told him yes before asking what he wanted for breakfast.  He told her pop tarts, and he could get them himself. 

At some point mom got up and went into the kitchen coming back a short time later with juices for me and Jenny.  She also had her laptop and set up in the love seat and was working on it.  Jenny was on the floor alternating between watching the movie and playing with her dolls.  Steve had come in and was eating his breakfast, every once in a while, I would catch him looking at me. 

“Uh oh.  One of my princesses has a dirty diaper, doesn’t she?”  My mom announced. 

I knew it wasn’t me, although I would probably have one soon.  I could feel the pressure building in me.  I could also now smell what my mom was talking about.  Steve stared at me after hearing mom’s announcement, and I just looked down.  Mom looked over at me and I lightly shook my head no. 

“Jenny, did you poopy?”  Mom asked.

Jenny didn’t answer but looked down at the floor. 

“It is okay sweetie.  I will change you after the movie.  Maybe Mikey will need a change by then also.” 

Steve hearing that gave me a death stare, shook his head, and headed upstairs. 

The pressure built up in me and I knew I wanted to poop soon.  It sounds strange because I wouldn’t be able to hide that I had done it, but I didn’t want mom to know when I was actually doing it.  Plus, I had found that I still needed to squat a little at least to fill me diaper.  I also didn’t want to have to wait long for a change.  I enjoyed peeing in my disposable diaper but going number two wasn’t fun at all. 

By the time the movie ended I really needed go.  Mom jumped up and said she was going to go get a clean diaper for Jenny and asked if I was wet and needed a change.  I told her I was dry.  As soon as she left the room I climbed off the couch and went behind the love seat.  I filled my diaper almost immediately.  I could feel it pressed against me and knew it was my messiest diaper yet. 

I thought about yelling up to mom that she needed to bring a new diaper down for me also because I had now messed mine.  If I did that Steve would most likely hear that and I didn’t want him to.  I wonder if mom would be upset that she would have to go back upstairs almost immediately. 

Just then I heard the front door open, and I peeked over the love seat to see Allie coming in.  Her friend Leslie stepped in behind her.  I quickly ducked back behind the love seat so I wouldn’t be seen. 

“Stay here while I change into my bathing suit, okay?”  I heard Allie instruct her. 

“Okay.  Um wow.  It kind of stinks in here doesn’t it.”  I heard Leslie say.

Right then my mom made it down stairs with Jenny’s fresh diaper and wipes in her hand.

“Hi Leslie.  Sorry.  Jenny has a messing bottom.  I am going to change it right now.  Do you want to sit down while you wait for Allie?”  I had peeked back over the love seat again and saw my mom looking around the room.  She smirked when she saw me.

“Oh no thanks.  I will just wait right here.” 

Allie had already gone up the stairs.  While mom grabbed Jenny and laid her out on the couch to change her diaper.  I stayed hidden where I was, hoping Allie would be back soon and she and Leslie would leave for the pool soon.  My mom finished changing Jenny.

“Hey Leslie, can you keep an eye on her for one second.  I am going to take this straight to the garage trash can.”  She held Jenny’s dirty diaper up in the air. 

“Sure.” 

Leslie moved over to the back of the couch.  “Hey kiddo.  All fresh and clean now.” 

I had crawled into as small a profile as possible.  Hiding behind the end of the love seat, praying that Jenny wouldn’t say anything that would give me away.  I heard the door from the kitchen open and mom come back into the house.  I also thought I heard Allie talking upstairs.  She must have been talking to Steve. 

“Wow.  It still stinks in here doesn’t it.” Mom said stepping back into the family room.  

“Uh… yes.”  Leslie said quietly.

“Yes.  Can you watch her for one more minute?”  I heard my mom say her voice trailing off as she left the room again. 

I felt like I could feel my heart racing.  Every minute that went by the chance of being caught had to go up.  Plus, I knew that I was the reason it smelt so bad in here.  To be caught in the outfit and wearing a diaper would be embarrassing enough but to add to it that it was full of poop and now pee would be humiliating.  I was surprised at how easily I had wet the diaper; it had pretty much just happened without me having to force it to start while I was pooping. 

“Allie said she will be down in a minute.  Was she good for you?”  Mom asked. 

“Uh yea. She was. Isn’t that diaper to big for her?”  Leslie replied. 

“Oh, it isn’t for her.  I am pretty sure that the smell is coming from my other baby.  Right princesses?” Mom said.

 She had moved around the couch and then peered down over the back of the love seat looking at me.  I looked up at her and tried to use my eyes to communicate that I didn’t want Leslie to see me or know I was the cause of this.  She just smiled back at me. 

“Come on sweetie.  Let’s get you changed.  No one wants to keep smelling your poopy diaper.” She stepped around the couch and extended her arm to me. 

“Oh God.  Again.  They have to be stinkiest diapers ever.”  I heard Allie say. 

“What is going on?” Leslie asked.  “Is Steve back in diapers or something.” 

“No.  I am definitely not back in diapers.”  I heard Steve loudly say. 

“Mickey, Mickey diaper stinky.”  Jenny blurted out. 

“Mike, Mike is wearing diapers?”  Leslie asked. 

“Yes, that is who has the messy pants.  Now come on.  Let’s get you changed baby.”  Mom bent down and grabbed my hand. 

My eyes filled with tears, and staring at the floor, my mom led me to the middle of the room before telling me to lay down.  Out of the corner of my eye I saw her grab the wipes and set them down on the floor with the diapers as she kneeled next to me. 

“Oh My God.  Mike is wearing diapers.  And that outfit.  It is actually really cute.”  Leslie said.  “What is happening?” 

“Princess Messy Pants there wants to wear diapers and be treated like a baby or at least a young toddler.”  Allie announced.  “And for some reason Mom is doing it.” 

“Just so adorable.” Leslie responded. 

“Adorable?  It is gross.  Are you ready to go to the pool?  And is it okay if Steve walks with us?  He is meeting some friends there also.”  Allie said. 

My mom had quickly removed my diaper and cleaned me before putting the fresh one on.  I am not sure exactly when, but she had also popped my pacifier into my mouth.  The other thing she had done was to preserve at least some modesty for me, neither Allie nor Leslie had seen anything they shouldn’t. 

“Girls, can you watch the babies for a second while I take this nasty thing to the garage?”  She didn’t wait for any answer and left the room. 

“Feel better now that you are all clean kiddo?”  Leslie said while looking down at me. 

I just nodded yes and realized that she had said almost the same thing five minutes before to Jenny. 

“Mickey clean.”  Jenny announced. 

Leslie and Allie laughed.  I heard Steve enter the room and mom come back in from the garage.  There was a quick discussion about what time they would be home and mom gave each of them some money to pay for their lunch.  A round of good byes was exchanged with mom.

Suddenly Leslie popped back over the top of the couch.  “Bye Mikey.  You really do look adorable.  I won’t tell anyone, I promise.” 

Not lifting my head up, I just mumbled.  “Thanks. Bye.”   

As soon as the front door closed, I said.  “Mom, why did you do that?” 

“Do what?  And this is the last time I am going to say this.  Mommy or Momma when you are in a diaper.” 

“Why did you tell Leslie I had a… a… a mess.  And then change me right in front of her?” 

“Because we could all smell it.  It isn’t fair to us to have to smell your messy diapers and just ignore it.” I could hear a slight tone of, maybe, anger in her voice. 

“But… But…”  I wasn’t sure what my rebuttal was to that. 

“But… But… you are the one that said you wanted this.  Do you like wearing diapers?  Do you like me giving you a bottle?  Your pacifier?  Do you want to keep getting to have those things?  I told you before it was all or nothing.  You want to be treated like a baby… or really as a toddler, right?” 

I did like all of those things.  Could I give them up right now?  I didn’t think so, but as more and more people found out what I was doing, the more likely it would get out to all my friends and schoolmates that I liked diapers and being a baby. 

“Am I right?  You want this don’t you?”  Mom asked again. 

“Yes.  I just don’t want people to know.”  I said quietly. 

“I promise you I am not telling people just to tell them, but I am also not going to hide you away.”  Her tone had a little more compassion. 

She had moved around to the couch and sat down. As I looked up at her she patted the seat next to her and showed me my pacifier which was in her other hand.  I followed her clues and climbed up on the couch.  She popped my pacifier in my mouth and then put her arm around me and pulled me tight against her.

“My sweet baby.  I love you.”  She said as her other hand stroked the hair on top of my head. 

“I love you too mommy.”  I said with my pacifier still in my mouth. 

The rest of the morning we watched another Disney movie, Moana this time, and had lunch, Kraft Mac and Cheese and chicken nuggets.  Mom took us up to our room and after getting us both into clean diapers put us down for our naps.  I was surprised that once again I drifted off to sleep for about an hour.

 After our naps mom suggested that we set up the kiddie pool on the back deck.  Jenny was very excited about that.  Mom got her dressed in swim diaper, a long-sleeved swim shirt with Arial on it, and a pink bonnet. 

“Mikey.  I don’t have a swim diaper for you.  Maybe we can try plastic pants over a disposable, and you can wear one of my swim shirts.”  She commented. 

Soon after Jenny and I were sitting in oversized plastic pool.  I was wearing a bright pink pair of plastic pants over my disposable diaper.  It didn’t take long for water to leak in and get to the diaper.  It was swelling fast.  My mom’s swim shirt almost matched the diaper cover perfectly.  It was a bright pink, and the sleeves were white, with a pink flowers on it.

I was surprised at how much I enjoyed being out in the pool and feeling the sun on my skin.  I realized I hadn’t left the house in a couple days.  I wondered if mom would make me go out in public dressed like a baby.  This led to me spending some time reflecting on the last couple of days.

I was really enjoying mom’s attention and affection and I liked wearing the diapers, especially the disposable.  The cloth diaper at night felt great when mom put it on but didn’t feel good at all when it was wet.  I was surprised at how much I enjoyed using a pacifier and mom feeding me a bottle.

I wasn’t enjoying having to poop in my diaper at all.  In fact, that was probably my least favorite part of this.  I also didn’t enjoy the embarrassment of anyone besides my mom and I guess Jenny seeing me dressed like this.  This was especially true about Allie, Steve and my aunt and cousin, oh and Leslie, I can’t believe I had forgotten about her.

I also wasn’t sure about the clothing my mom had me wearing.  It seemed like there was something more to the girly colors and designs than just that they were cheaper.  Honestly, I had always thought that girls got better choices when it came to clothes.  The colors were better and even the designs were more fun.  I had never told anyone, but I liked the color pink and also purple in different shades. 

Jenny splashed me and laughed like it was the funniest thing ever.  I splashed her back and she screamed and giggled. She then took a bucket and poured water over me, laughing again.  Mom looked up from her book that she was reading while sitting in beach chair next to us and smiled.  It was one of the biggest smiles I had seen on her face in a long time. 

The pleasantness was interrupted not long after that when the sliding glass door came open and Allie stepped out on the deck. 

“Oh, aren’t the babies so cute!  I love your bathing suit Mickey.”  The sarcasm in her voice was very evident.  “Mom, Leslie and I are going to be up in my room for a bit.  Could she stay for dinner?” 

I turned and saw Leslie standing besides Allie.  When our eyes met, she smiled at me and gave me a quick wave.  I wanted to hide under the water in the pool.  I prayed my mom would say no about dinner.  Unfortunately, she agreed to it and Annie and Leslie quickly turned and went into the house. 

“Mommy, why did you say yes about Leslie staying for dinner?”  I whined. 

“Because there was no reason not to.  I am not going to punish Allie and not let her friends visit because you choose to be treated this way.  Besides, Leslie has been very nice to you about it.” 

I couldn’t argue with her.  What she said was true and once again I wasn’t ready to give up the things, I was enjoying about this to prevent my embarrassment.     

“Okay, Princesses time to get out and get you both dried off and into fresh diapers.” Mom said in her sing song voice.

I stepped out and she wrapped me up in towel.  My diaper was basically just sitting in the bottom of the plastic pants totally drenched.   I actually really needed to pee but knew the diaper I had on wouldn’t hold it. 

“Oh, we need to do something about that.  Hold on.” Mom said and she pulled the plastic pants off first and the diaper went with it.  “Okay sweetie, try to hold it and not pee until you get a new diaper, okay, Mickey?”

I rolled my her eyes at her.  She knew I didn’t really need a diaper, although I really did want to pee right now.  A towel was draped around me.

She picked up Jenny and wrapped her in a towel and placed her on her hip.  Taking my hand, she walked into the house and up to mine and Jenny’s room.  When we got there, she choose to change and dress Jenny first.

I really needed to pee, I thought of going into the bathroom and doing it, but I wasn’t sure what would happen if I did.  I thought about how good it would feel to pee in my diaper when I finally got it on.  Suddenly I felt some pee spurt out.  I was shocked. 

My mom finally finished with Jenny and grabbed a new diaper for me.  I laid back down on my bed and my mom slide the new diaper under me.  As she brought it up between my legs I started to pee.  My brain must have known that as soon as it was in place I could pee, and my bladder released.

Mom’s eyes widened in shock. “Are you kidding!!!!” 

She got my penis covered so that only a little of didn’t end up in the diaper but unfortunately before she was able to do it some of my pee had shot out on her arm and onto her shorts.  I continued to soak the diaper as she held the front of it in place over me.  I could feel my mom’s eyes burning a hole into me. 

“You couldn’t hold it for fifteen more seconds?  Maybe you really do need these?”  Her tone was harsh. 

She reached down and grabbed the towel she had used to dry me off from the pool to wipe the pee off her arm.  I saw her stop for a second as it got close to her face. 

“Did you pee on this also?”

“A little.” I said meekly. 

“Unbelievable.”  She wiped her arm off and made her way over to my diapers and got a new one. 

I had grabbed one of my pacifiers from the table next to my bed.  I suddenly really felt a need for the comfort it provided as I stuck it in my mouth.

Without saying anything to me she took the soaked diaper off me, quickly ran some wipes over my groin and tightly tucked me into a new one.  She got up and left the room telling me and Jenny to stay there that she needed to change her pants.  I heard a conversation in the hall but couldn’t tell what was being said. 

Seconds later Allie and Leslie were standing in the room.  Allie snickered when she saw me laying on the bed in just my diaper and a pacifier in my mouth. 

“Did you really pee on mom?”  She blurted out.  “You just get grosser and grosser.”

“Get out of here!”  I yelled but because of the pacifier it came out mumbled. 

Allie understood what I said and responded.  “Mom said I had to keep an eye on the babies while she got cleaned up and changed.  So, it is your fault that I am in here.”  

“Those diapers are adorable.  So are your sheets.  I love the Disney Princesses also, even now.”  Leslie said to me, the even now, referring to the fact that she was now a teenager. 

I didn’t respond and rolled over on the bed, my back was to her and Allie. 

“Do you have a favorite?  Mine is Belle.”  She had moved over to my bed and was standing next to it now. 

“Mermaid, Mermaid.”  Jenny interjected. 

“Your favorite is Arial, The Little Mermaid? Or is that Mike’s or Mickey’s right, that is what you are calling him now?”  Leslie said sweetly. 

“Arial is her favorite.  Mine is Cinderella.”  I responded my back still to her. 

I had always thought Cinderella was the prettiest.  I also thought she had the prettiest dress which for some reason I suddenly realized it was probably a little strange that a teenage boy had a thought on which Disney Princess had the prettiest dress. 

“Oh…  yes, she is pretty.  Is that why she is your favorite?” 

“Umm… I guess.  Her dress is really pretty also.”  I mumbled suddenly realizing my pacifier was still in my mouth. 

Mom walked back in.  “Thanks for watching them girls.  I got it now.” 

Leslie and Allie left the room.  Leslie giving me a big smile as she left.  Mom finished dressing me without saying anything about what happened and then took me and Jenny back down stairs.  She got us both sippy cups of juice before settling us into the family room.  I had finished mine fast, so she brought back a second one.

The afternoon passed pretty quickly.  Jenny and I played with her plushies, and I wet myself at some point, it felt like I peed a little more than normal this time, but I had drunk a lot of juice today. I was surprised how easy it was to pee my diaper now compared to just a couple days ago.  I basically would just decide I needed to pee, and my diaper would be filled with the warmth that came from wetting it.  I was pretty sure I would always enjoy that part of wearing a diaper. 

Mom kept bouncing between the kitchen and the family room while she made dinner.  I noticed she was also texting someone while she was doing it.  She checked our diapers at one point and commented that Jenny was dry and that even though I was wet she didn’t think I would need a change yet.   

She gathered Jenny and I up after yelling up stairs that dinner was ready.  Jenny was put in her high chair and again I sat next to her.  We were having spaghetti, mom had already cut up mine and Jenny and it was on our sectioned plates, along with some apple slices and pieces of bread that that had been cut up too.  My mom fasted a bright pink bib around my neck. 

Steve walked in an took a seat, just glancing at me again.  Allie and Leslie came in right behind him. 

“Can I sit next to Mickey?”  Leslie asked smiling at me. 

“I guess.  Just remember you might need to help him.”  My mom said to her.

“Okay, I can do that if he needs it.”  Leslie replied happily. 

I saw Allie role her eyes at Leslie.   Mom brought everyone else their plates and we all dug in.  Spaghetti was one of my favorites and I was pretty hungry.  I was given a child size fork and was trying to get a much on it as possible.  Because it was so small lots of it was falling off as I brought it to my mouth.  This resulted a bunch of it landing on my bib and on the table around me. 

I watched mom get up and grab another fork.  I thought she had seen my struggles and was getting it for me.  When she returned to the table, she handed it to Leslie who raised her eyebrow in question.

“Can you maybe help Mickey get a few bites?  It seems like more is landing on his bib than in his mouth.”  Mom asked. 

“Oh sure.”  She replied. 

She put a bunch on the fork.  “Here you go baby. A nice big bite for you.” 

I have no idea why I didn’t protest.  I just turned to her and opened my mouth, if I had leaned my head back, I would have looked like a baby bird. Leslie gave me several large bites in between her eating her own.  Eventually the spaghetti was gone, and I concentrated on the rest of food on my plate. 

While eating I had to pee again.  I knew I had drunk a lot of apple juice this afternoon.  My diaper was already pretty squishy and when I had sat down for dinner it bunched between my legs.  I started to wet again and felt the warm pee spread across my groin.  It eventually spread across my butt cheeks.  I knew that this diaper was soaked.

Everyone finished their dinner and Stevie cleared the plates and brought them to the sink.  Allie rinsed them and put them in the dishwasher.  My mom had wet a paper towel and first cleaned Jenny’s face and then mine.  She got Jenny out of her high chair and then told me I could get up.

When I stood up, I could feel my diaper sagging and I really wanted my mom to change me.  I was getting ready to quietly ask her when she asked why there was a wet spot on the chair that I had been sitting in. 

“Oh, it looks like the diaper leaked.  His shortalls are all wet also.”  Leslie said loudly. 

Allie laughed at Leslie’s announcement as my face turned red and I started to head out the kitchen. 

“Hold on second.  Allie can you and Leslie keep an eye on Jenny?  I am going to run this one up for a bath now instead of waiting until later since she…., he, has pee all over himself.  Steve, please clean up the kitchen for me.” 

Mom took my hand and lead me out of the kitchen and upstairs to the bathroom.  She turned the water on in the tub and after checking the temp several times she was finally satisfied and stopped the drain, and it began to fill up.  She undid the straps of shortalls and they fell to the floor.   Next the shirt was pulled up over my head. 

“Wow, that diaper is soaked isn’t it.” She undid the tapes and the diaper fell with almost a splat sound.  “Okay baby into the tub.” 

I climbed in and sat down.  The water continued to rise, and mom began to wash me with a wash cloth.  I kept my hands over my groin, I was embarrassed for my mom to see that part still, although with as many diaper changes as I have had in the last several days, she had seen that area plenty of times. 

She washed my hair next.  “You know what would look cute, some of the bows they clip in a baby’s hair, maybe some cute barrettes.  We are lucky that Brian hasn’t been able to get you and Steve to the barbershop recently.  This is the longest your hair has been in a long time.” 

Since mom and Brian had gotten married it had become his job to take me for haircuts along with my step brother.   With his new job scheduled it had been over two months since we had haircuts.

I didn’t respond to my mom’s comments.  I was scared to protest anything right now in fear that if I did, she would stop letting me wear and pee in my diapers which I really enjoyed, I was also scared I would loose her treating me special and the time that I got just with her.  So instead of asking why she wanted to put girly things in my hair I just smiled at her. 

“Okay, I think you are all clean.  Stand up.”  She directed.

When I did, she wrapped me up into a towel and began drying me off than gave me a hug.  It felt so wonderful being held by her, I knew I would wear whatever she wanted at that point.  I was again led by the hand to mine and Jenny’s room. 

“Hop up on your bed sweetie while mommy gets your PJs and a nice new diaper for you.”  She sang that part. 

She pulled everything out and brought it over to the bed.  For the first time she put some lotion over my private parts telling me she didn’t want me to get a rash.  Then she slide the cloth diaper under my bottom as I lifted my butt for her.  A heavy dose of powder was next and then she pinned it tightly in place.  While I didn’t like the cloth diapers as much as the disposables, I did like how tight she would pin it on me. 

After pulling my plastic pants on she picked up a pair of pink pajama pants and slide them up my leg.  It was tight getting it over the thick diaper.  Then a pink top was pulled over my head and she guided my arms into the holes.  I noticed there was floppy collar on it.  When I looked down, I saw that there was a picture of Aurora and the words Sleeping Beauty. 

“You look so cute.  I know it isn’t your favorite princess, but I just loved it, it came today.”  My mom said.  “Come on I need to get your sister in the bath so Allie and Lesley will need to keep an eye on you for a bit.” 

I was led downs stairs I was very apprehensive of what would be said about my pajamas.  I also realized my mom must have put a thicker diaper on than the last two nights because the bulk between my legs really forced them apart and I definitely was waddling.  You could also hear every step because of the sounds the plastic pants were making. 

“Girls, I need to switch out the babies.  Can you please keep an eye on this princess now while I take the other one up for her bath?” My mom loudly announced. 

“Sure.” Leslie immediately responded.  “Oh my God your pj’s are just so adorable Mickey.” 

Allie had been laughing when she saw me, and I saw her turn and give Leslie a dirty look before rolling her eyes.  Steve had stood up, looked at me and burned a whole in me with the look in his eyes as he went to follow Mom and Jenny upstairs. 

Suddenly he stopped next to me and quietly said. “What is wrong with you… are you a sissy or something.” 

He didn’t wait for answer, and I heard him loudly close the door a moment later.  Lesley had come over and grabbed my hand and led me over to the couch. 

“Do you want to watch Sleeping Beauty on Disney Plus?  Why is it so loud when you walk now?  That diaper looks huge on you?”  She asked. 

Before I could answer Allie was speaking.  “Mom makes her wear cloth diapers and plastic pants at night.  She says they are cheaper.” 

“Oh.  Do you like the cloth ones or disposable ones better?”  Lesley asked smiling at me. 

“The disposables definitely.  These get uncomfortable and cold when they are really wet.” I blurted out. 

 “That makes sense.  These make your butt look cute in your PJs though.”  She laughed. 

I was surprised but I laughed also.  I wondered why Leslie was being so nice about all this and my sister was being so mean. 

“Do you like Aurora’s dress?  I like it because it is pink, and pink is my favorite color.  What is your favorite color?”  Leslie asked me.

“I like her dress also.  My favorite color is purple, I think.  I like pink also though.” I replied without thinking. 

“It is good you like pink because you seem to have a lot of pink clothes now.”  She was smiling again as she said it. 

I looked past her, and Allie’s face had a look of surprise or confusion, maybe even disappointment, I couldn’t read it exactly.  I don’t think she expected Leslie to be so nice about my diapers and what I was wearing.  I was honestly a little confused about it myself and while I was still embarrassed for her to see me this way. 

A few minutes later mom walked back down stairs carrying Jenny who was in her PJs also.  She plopped her down on the couch next to me and announced it would be bottle and bedtime for us soon before heading into the kitchen.

“Do you use a bottle also?”  Leslie asked me.

“Umm… yes.”  I couldn’t look at her. 

“That sounds nice.  I used to like giving my little brother his bottle.  He stopped using it last year.  Maybe I could give you yours one day.”  There was no malice or teasing her voice.  “Allie, I need to head home.  Pool again tomorrow?  Maybe Jimmy will be there.” 

Allie’s face went red, and she shot Leslie a look that said shut up. 

“Oh, who is Jimmy?”  Mom said walking back into the room. 

“No one.  Text me in the morning Leslie.”  Allie stormed out of the room. 

“Okay.”  Allie replied while smiling at me and winking.  “Bye Mickey and Jenny.  Thank you for dinner Mrs. Jenkins, it was really good.”

Jenny and I played with her plushies for a while before mom announced bed time in ten minutes.  She went and made our bottles and took us upstairs.  We sat on my bed while mom read us two books, then Jenny got hers first and was put in her crib. 

Mom settled into my bed and climbed cuddled in next to her.  My head was laying on her breasts while one arm cradled me, and she held the bottle while I nursed on it.  She was smiling at me when I looked at her.  For a minute I wondered if I liked this better than the diapers part of being treated like a toddler at least the part of mom holding me close to her.

“All done Princess.  Let’s get you tucked in.” 

I reluctantly moved away from her and climbed under the covers.  She pulled everything up tight and bent down and kissed my forehead. 

Just before she turned to walk out, I blurted out.  “I love you so much Mommy.  Thank you for everything.” 

“Oh, sweetie I love you too.”  She said as her eyes filled with some tears.  “Good night my beautiful babies” 

[Diapeered]

I like how Allie found a way to get one of her friends over hoping to embarrass Mike and probably thinking that Leslie would share her sentiment about his diaper wearing only for Leslie to just accept it rather easily and actually being nice and helpful towards him.

We finally get a idea on how Steve feels about Mikey being back in diapers and also wearing the girly clothes while Allie would likely bring her friends over to embarrass her brother, Steve on the other hand would probably be to embarrassed by Mikey and wouldn’t want his friends to see his sissy step brother.

We also see how Mike has either lessened his control or just is too used to just going in a diaper almost immediately after he starts to feel desperate that he barely holds back and lets go just out of habit.

 

[kerry]

I am quite enjoying this story. It's well-written and, though it follows long-established patterns, not entirely predictable. I wonder if Leslie has a bit of a mommy-crush on Mikey. I also wonder if the whole "baby girl" thing is going to be overtly addressed at some point soon, as Mikey has mentioned his/her confused feelings about it to us but not to mommy, who is the only one who could explain it all. 

[diaprbayb]

[fireandcrinkles]

Part 7

As I woke up the next morning, I could hear my mom talking to Jenny.  My pacifier was in my mouth, and I was sucking it and I was rubbing my eyes I felt myself begin to flood my diaper.  I wasn’t sure if I had deliberately started to pee in it or I just started but it was soon soaked.  The cloth diaper soaked it up, but I could feel a lot of it against my skin. 

“Good morning sweetie.  I hope Jenny and I didn’t wake you up.”  Mom said in sing song voice.  “Ready to head down stairs?” 

We left the room, the drenched cloth diapers bunched and sagging between my legs.  I should have asked to have been changed before we left the room.   Mom deposited us in the family room and came back shortly with our bottles. 

I was surprised I got to go first but was happy to snuggle up against her while she feed me.  Again, I felt the side of my face against one of her boobs and I briefly had a thought about being able to suckle from my mom’s breast and how wonderful that would be. 

Jenny got her bottle next and then mom was off to the kitchen to make breakfast, popping her head out every couple minutes to make sure Jenny and I were behaving.  Steve came down earlier than normal and grabbed a pop tart. 

He had told my mom that he woke up dry again this morning.  The last two night he had worn a pull up to bed. I heard him and mom talking about his plans to go with his best friend’s family to an amusement park that wasn’t to far away and that he was going to spend the night with them afterwards.  They talked about him taking a pull up with him and if he would be okay if it was discovered that he was wearing it.  He said his friend Matthew would be cool about it if it happened.

Breakfast was scrambled eggs and strawberries this morning and I ate them all.  While we ate mom was texting someone.  I was in the kitchen thankfully when Steve’s friend knocked on the door to pick him up.  I had been worried about him seeing me. 

After breakfast I told my mom that I needed to poop and didn’t want to do it in the cloth diaper.  I even asked if I could use the toilet for it.  She told me that she would change me soon but that I definitely could not use the toilet.  I either needed diapers, or I didn’t, I wasn’t allowed to pick. 

Allie called out for mom from upstairs and my mom went up to see what she needed.  She was talking to her at her doorway while coming back to the top of the stairs to keep an eye on Jenny and me.  I couldn’t make out exactly what was being said but it sounded like Allie was protesting the idea of babysitting me and Jenny while mom went to the store. 

I was feeling some extreme discomfort by now and cried out to mom about my situation begging her to change me into a disposable diaper.

“Just go in the diaper you are wearing.  You aren’t the one that has to clean your messes anyways so why do you care.”  Mom responded exasperated. 

I squatted in what had become my pooping spot and immediately my diaper was filled.  Unlike with a my disposables where my poop was caught and pressed against my butt.   In the cloth diaper it just seemed to go everywhere.  When I stood up and began to walk, I felt it against my inside thighs, butt, everywhere in my diaper.  I had peed some more while pushing it out and my diaper was a complete wreck now.

I got to my mom who was still at Allies’ door and the look on her face showed she could smell I had done what she told me to do. 

Allie blurted out.  “How do you do that.  It is just so gross.  Maybe if Leslie was here right now to see and smell this, she wouldn’t think you were so cute.” 

“Go watch your sister.”  Mom directed her while taking my hand and leading me into the bathroom. 

She didn’t say a word, she removed my plastic pants and then unpinned the diaper.   Somehow, she gently eased it down my legs and then dumped my poop into the toilet. 

“Think you can hold it long enough to get you cleaned up and changed?” 

It wasn’t really a question but more a directive disguised as a question, and I was quickly lying on towel on my bed as my mom used wipes to clean my groin and bottom.   Out of instinct I picked up my pacifier as I laid down. 

“All clean and no signs of a rash.”  I heard her say as a disposable diaper was slid under me, powder was sprinkled on my skin, and the diaper was pulled up and taped tightly on. 

I realized how much I enjoyed that part and my mom must have seen the smile even with my pacifier in my mouth. 

“You really like these diapers, don’t you?” She bent down and blew a raspberry on my stomach. 

It tickled and I laughed while nodding my head.  She pulled me upright and a white shirt was pulled over my head and snapped in place between my legs.  The neck and sleeves had a light pink lace on them.  Then bright pink corduroy short alls were put on me.  It had unicorns and rainbows embroidered on it. 

My mom grabbed a brush from Jenny’s dresser and brushed my hair, quickly parting it to one side and then put a barrette in my hair on the other side. 

“So cute.” She said pulling me to my feet and stopping so I could see myself in the mirror on the back of Jenny’s door. 

I definitely looked girly, it was amazing what the color pink and a barrette could do.  I was surprised though that I agreed, at least a little, with mom.  I did look cute.   I was surprised to find that I wasn’t bothered by how I looked right now.  I wonder if that was influenced by the huge smile on my mom’s face. 

“Okay.  Let’s go down stairs.  I will take that out.  I just wanted to see how you would look.”  Mom said.

“It is okay you can leave it in.”  I replied. 

“Really?  Are you sure?” The surprise in voice was evident. 

“Yes.  It makes you smile.” I said and turned and hugged her. 

“I am still trying to understand all this, but I will admit there are parts that I really like.  Come on Princess.”  She said and took my hand and led me down stairs. 

When I walked into the family room Allie looked at me and did a double take then a smirk went across her face. 

“Cute hair sissy and I love your outfit.”  She said. 

“Allie!”  Mom barked.

“What…  I am sorry.  I was complimenting my big sister, oops... I guess baby sister, I mean brother… on her… oh I did it again… his hair and clothes.”  Allie responded laughing. 

“I know what you were doing and stop.”  Mom ordered.

“Oh, so only you can call him a Princess?”  Allie retorted. 

Fortunately, there was knock on the door right then.  Mom answered it and Leslie was standing there so she invited her in. 

“We are going to play in my room for a bit before we head to pool.  Okay?”  Allie said to my mom. 

“Hi Mickey.  I love your outfit and hair.  You look adorable.”  Lesley said to me.  It seemed sincere as she spoke.

“Yes… everyone thinks the Princess looks adorable.  Of course, she didn’t smell adorable when she crapped in her diaper again this morning.”  Allie said shooting a look at our mom.  “Come on Leslie, let’s go upstairs.” 

“Don’t let her bother you sweetie.  It is a lot for her to take in right now.”  My mom said to me. 

“Anna, Anna,” Jenny said. 

“You want to watch Frozen?” Mom asked her. 

“Yes… here Mickey.” Jenny handed me her Elsa plushie her Anna plushie in her other hand. 

An hour later Allie and Leslie came down stairs.  Lesley walked over and to where Jenny and I were playing with the dolls. 

“Do you like Frozen also?”  She asked. 

“Yes.  Olaf makes me laugh.”  I said. 

“Very true he is funny.  How about Elsa’s dress?  It reminds me of Cinderella’s dress.” 

“It does you are right.  I hadn’t thought about that before.”  That wasn’t totally true.  I had thought that.  I always loved the part in the movie when her dress is revealed as she sang “Let it Go.” 

“Okay off to the pool.  Your sister is probably getting anxious to see if Jimmy is going to show up.”  Lesley laughed.

“I am not.” Allie said way too quickly. 

It was around eleven o’clock when there was a knock on the door again.  I instinctively went to my spot behind the love seat so that whoever was there wouldn’t see me.  I heard mom coming out of the kitchen to answer the door as it swung open, and my aunt stepped in and greeted her.  At least it was someone who had seen me before. 

As I slowly came out of my hiding spot the door opened again and my cousin Christine entered the house also.  They all stood next to the door and then Christine made her way over to Jenny and me. 

“How are the babies this morning?  Watching Frozen I see.”  Christine said as she moved over to where Jenny and I were.  “Oh, that is such a cute outfit Mickey.” 

I mumbled thanks as she turned her attention to Jenny.  I heard my mom saying something about being ready in a minute and needing to get her purse.  She hadn’t mentioned anything about us going somewhere this morning and I certainly didn’t want to go out wearing what I had on. 

My aunt stepped over towards us.  “How are you all this morning.  What an adorable outfit Mickey.  You just look so cute.  Are you going to be good for Cousin Christine today while she babysits you?” 

What?  Mom hadn’t said anything to me about going out or Christine babysitting me.  I wasn’t okay with this at all.  She couldn’t expect Christine to change my diaper, could she?  How long was she going to be gone?  I didn’t answer my aunt and waited for my mom to come back so I could find out what was going on.

Mom came down stairs and asked Christine to come into the kitchen.  I tried to hear what they were saying but couldn’t make it out.  My aunt was playing with Jenny, but she kept looking over at me and smiling.  I guess that was better than laughing.  

“Okay Princesses.  Mommy is going to do some shopping with Aunt Marie.  We are also going to get lunch while we are gone.  Christine has the number to order a pizza for you all.  I expect you both to behave for her especially at nap time.”  Mom announced as you pulled her purse strap over her shoulder.

I quickly got up and went to her.  “Can I talk to you really quick? In the kitchen?” 

She got an annoyed look on her face but stepped into the kitchen.  “What?”

“Why didn’t you tell me about this?”  I asked.

“I didn’t think I had to tell you about this.  I am the mom, and you are the kid…. Or baby, toddler, whatever.  I don’t need to answer to you.”  She replied firmly. 

“But… but… what if…  what if I need a change?”  I whined. 

“Then Christine will change you.  She babysits all the time and changes diapers all of the time. I am not the only one who knows how to change a diaper.” 

“I don’t want her to change me.”  I said. 

“Well then don’t wet your diaper and she won’t have too.  You are the one that wanted this.  You can’t expect me to sit in the house all day just to be here to change your diapers and give you bottles, can you?”  She raised an eyebrow as she said it. 

Before I could respond to that she was out the kitchen saying bye to Jenny and Christine and then through the front door with my aunt. 

“Come on out here Mickey.  It will be fine.  I promise you I won’t make fun of you or do anything to make you uncomfortable.”  Christine announced. 

I went into the family room and she and Jenny were stacking up blocks.  Disney Junior was on the TV.  I sat on the floor with my back against the couch.  Mom’s recommendation about not wetting my diaper was a problem since as soon as I sat down, I knew I had to pee.  Again, as soon as my brain thought about peeing, I began to wet myself.  Luckily, I didn’t soak the diaper, it should hold up to at least one more wetting. 

Eventually I began to play with the blocks also and at one point we were all laughing when they would be stacked high and then topple over.  The morning went by quickly and Christine ordered the pizza.  When it arrived, she let it cool off before cutting up pieces for me and Jenny to eat while she ate it by the slice. 

When it was nap time, she carried Jenny upstairs and I followed behind them.  She had offered her hand, but I refused it.  She changed Jenny’s diaper on her changing table and put her in her crib.  I was laying on my bed and pulled the covers over me. 

“Don’t you need a change?  You drank a lot of apple juice during lunch?”  She said sweetly. 

It was true, I had drunk a lot, and the fact was I probably did need a change.  I had wet my diaper again while eating and it was starting to feel pretty soggy and swollen.  I figured my mom would be home in about an hour so I could wait for her to change me. 

“I am okay.  Thanks though.”  I said smiling.  I was hoping that being nice would get her to drop the idea. 

“Are you sure?  I don’t think your mom would be happy with either of us if you ended up with a leaking diaper.”  She smiled at me. 

“I am sure.  I promise.”  I said. 

Christine said okay and left the room.   

I tried to nap but couldn’t fall asleep.  I was thinking of all of the things I was enjoying about being treated like a toddler was worth all embarrassments that came with it.  I also wondered when it would end.  Would it be when my step dad came back in a few days?  How about when school started? 

As those thoughts went through my mind my bladder seemed to be feeling fuller by the minute.  I realized this was the first time in the past few days that I was actually forcing myself not to pee.  Three days ago, I had to force myself to pee in the diaper.  My brain right now was saying just go. 

I squirmed in the bed hoping to hear the door opening and my mom walk in.   I would have to ask her to change me immediately, I was sure.  I was having a hard time telling how much time had gone by.  When I had been moved into this room my bedside clock hadn’t come with me. 

The pressure continued to grow and finally I felt some spurt out of me.  That gave me a feeling of relief for about a minute and then discomfort was worse.  I decided I would try again to just let a little out.

As soon as that thought came into my mind, I flooded my diaper.  There was no stopping it at all.  I soon felt wetness on the back of thighs and then down my legs.  I threw the covers back and could see that my shortalls were dark with wetness.  I jumped out of bed and saw the same thing with my sheets. 

I was panicking and as I pulled the sheets off to see if the mattress was wet also, I could feel pee leaking down my one leg.  I had no idea how I was going to cover this up from Christine and my mom.  Fortunately, there was only a very small spot on the mattress. 

I went to my dresser and saw that were only two things left in it.  I grabbed one of them and took it back to the mattress and was using it to soak up the spot on the mattress.  As I was doing that, I heard the door open, and I looked back to see Christine standing in the door. 

“What is going on in here?”  She said. 

I didn’t reply as I saw her eyes widen as she took in the sight of me and soaked pants, pee on my leg and a few drops on the floor plus the sheets all bundled up on the floor. 

“You leaked out of your diaper, didn’t you? I knew I should have changed you.” She exclaimed. 

“Please don’t tell my mommy.”  I said my voice quivering some. 

“I am not going to be able to hide this but let’s try and make it better for her at least.  How is the mattress?”  She responded.

I lifted the shirt up I had used, and the mattress looked okay.  Christine tested it with her hand and just nodded. 

“Okay.  So that was the important thing.  The mattress is okay.”  She said this as she walked out of the room. 

I was standing there trying not to cry when she walked back in with a towel.   She laid it on the bed and turned and went to get my diapers supplies, returning with a new diaper, wipes and powder.  As she laid them on the bed, she saw my pacifier on the table and grabbed it before putting it my mouth.  I immediately began to suck on it. 

“Let’s get you out of these wet things.”  She undid my shortalls and they fell to my feet then she pulled my shirt off me. 

“Okay baby, up on the towel.” She directed. 

I am not sure why, but I had lost all modestly and followed her directions as I climbed onto the bed and laid myself on the towel.  She began to undo the tapes and then pulled it out from under me.  When she dropped it to the ground it thudded because it was so wet.

“Wow, you really did soak that thing.”  I looked up at her and she had a small grin on her face.  “Going to clean you up really quick.” 

She took out the wipes and first cleaned up my thighs, then indicated for me to lift my butt up and she used the wipes on that area.  When she started on my groin, I felt myself start to get a little aroused and moved my hand down to cover it.

“Don’t worry about that.  All babies have that happen sometimes.”  She said. 

Once she was sure I was clean she grabbed the diaper and slide it under me before applying plenty of powder.  She pulled the front down and fortunately I was softening my now, so she was able to position me and snuggly apply the tapes. 

“Okay, let see what we have for you to wear.”  She went to me dresser and opened some drawers.  “Hmm… I guess this is our only choice.  You mommy needs to get you some more clothes.” 

She came back holding a pink object in her hand.  She had me sit up and pulled my head through the neck hole and guided my arms into the sleeves.  She then pulled me off the bed and into a standing position as she did the snaps between my legs.  I looked across the room to the mirror and saw that I was wearing a light pink romper with lace sleeves and a bright pink tutu style skirt around my waist and bottom. 

“It is actually very cute.  I love that skirt and the ruffles on your bottom.”  Tina said. 

I think she was sincere in what she was saying but this was definitely the most girlish thing I had worn yet and I had been wearing a lot of pink things. 

“I can’t… I can’t wear this.” I said.  

“There is nothing else in there to wear, just wear it for now.  I am going to put all of this in the washing machine and soon as it is clean and dry, I will let you change.  I promise.” 

Christine was being really nice all things considered so I didn’t protest.  Jenny had woken up from her nap, so Christine grabbed her with one hand, and my clothes and the sheet in the other, and headed down stairs.  She threw all my stuff the washing machine and we went to the family room and started playing with the blocks again. 

At some point Christine switched my stuff to the dryer and brought us back sippy cups with apple juice in them.  I downed mine quickly and asked for another.  I also asked how long it would be before the stuff in the dryer was done.  I was hoping that I could be changed back into my clothes and the sheets put back on the bed before my mom got back.  She said at least another thirty minutes.

Christine noticed it first and said. “I think someone needs a new diaper, don’t they?  Which one of you princesses has a dirty diaper?” 

I knew it wasn’t me, thankfully.  It was one thing to have her change me out of wet diaper.  A dirty diaper would have been totally humiliating.  Jenny tried to crawl around the love seat, but Christine caught her.   

“I am going to run her up for a quick change.  Please behave yourself, okay.”  She announced before heading upstairs. 

She had only been gone for about a minute when I heard the front door open. 

“Oh, Mickey that is darling.  Every time I see you, you look cuter than the last time.”  Leslie exclaimed. 

I am sure my face was as red as a fire engine. 

“Hey Allie.  Who is your friend?”  Christine asked she walked back in with Jenny. 

“Christine, what are you doing here?  And this is my friend Leslie.”  Allie responded.  

“I am babysitting.  Our moms are out having lunch and doing some shopping.” 

“Umm… what is Princesses Poopy Pants wearing?  This is getting beyond ridiculous.”  Allie said. 

“It was all that was left in her… shoot… his dresser.”  Christine replied. 

“I think you were right the first time… what happened to what she was wearing?”  Allie’s tone was harsh. 

“There was a leak and somethings got wet.  Plus, I think what she is wearing is great.”  Christine smiled at me.   

I was slowly moving to my hiding spot when I heard Leslie say.  “I think it is great also.  Mickey has the cutest clothes.” 

“What is wrong with you two.  My fifteen-year-old brother is wearing diapers, peeing and pooping in them, and wearing girl’s toddler clothes.  There is nothing cute or great about it.”  Allie announced loudly.  She had put a really strong emphasis on the words fifteen and brother. 

She went on.  “There is something wrong with the fucking sissy.  Deeply wrong!”  

“Allie!!!” Our mother’s voiced yelled out.  “Straight up stairs and don’t think about saying another word until I come get you.”  

Mom and Aunt Marie had stepped into the house.  They both had their arms loaded down with groceries and moved on into the kitchen.  Allie stomped up the stairs.  Leslie shrugged at her and walked over near me. 

“I don’t care what Allie says I think you look adorable.  See you later.’ 

Leslie quickly exited out the front door as my mom and my aunt came back into the room.  Aunt Marie sat on floor and began to play with Jenny while my mom walked over to me. 

“I don’t think I ever really figured you would wear that but when I was buying the other clothes, I just couldn’t resist it.  It is just so cute.”  She was smiling as she turned to Christine.  “Why did you change her clothes?  Sorry, his clothes?” 

I knew my mom was going to be mad when Christine told her I wouldn’t let her change my diaper, so I had leaked all over my clothes and bed.  I wasn’t sure what the punishment would be for that. 

“It was my fault.  I didn’t get the new diaper on tight enough before nap time and Mickey leaked.  Luckily just a little got on the sheets and the mattress.  The sheets and his clothes are in the dryer, they should be done soon.”  Christine said.

Christine had just covered for me for some reason.  My mom’s back was to me, so I mouthed thank you and as my mom turned back to look at me, Christine winked at me. 

“Well, I guess we are lucky it was just a little leak and I guess I was lucky because it means I get to see you in that adorable outfit.  I actually got some bigger barrettes at the store that would look great with it.  Can I put one in?” 

She was looking at me as she asked it.  I think because I was feeling so lucky that I didn’t get in trouble for not letting Christine change my diaper earlier, I decided not to rock the boat and nodded yes.  The toddler sized one she had put in earlier had fallen out my hair at some point during the day.  She went into the kitchen and then ran up and got a brush and came down and brushed my hair before putting it in place.

“Oh, that looks so cute.”  Christine said and both my mom and Aunt Marie agreed. 

“Do you want to see how it looks?” My mom asked. 

I answered yes and she took my hand and led me upstairs to her room.  She positioned me in front of the full-length mirror.  The barrette matched the pink in my romper almost perfectly.  I was surprised that I kind of liked what I saw.  My mom asked me to do a little twirl and I liked how the tutu skirt kind of lifted up as I spun. 

What was I really surprised about was how much I liked how my backside looked.  The diaper caused my butt to bulge out and it was obvious I was wearing a diaper.  The ruffles on the back side drew even more attention to it.  This outfit made it very clear that I was a diaper wearer and I liked it. 

“You like what you see I can tell.”  My mom said.  “Should I get a couple more outfits like this?” 

I almost immediately said yes but I wasn’t sure what mom would think if I did.  Were there boy outfits that were like this I wondered?  Although I really did like the color pink.  I am not sure until recently I realized how much I liked it. 

“It is okay to want to wear little girl stuff.”  She had stepped behind me and pulled me back against her hugging me from behind.  She was smiling at me in the mirror.  “Especially when you look as cute as you do in it.” 

“Okay… then, I guess.”  I said looking down at the ground.  My answer partly because I wanted to and partly because I loved how my mom was holding me and looking at me right then. 

She kissed the top of my head and took my hand and led me back down stairs.  Aunt Marie and Christine were on the floor playing with Jenny and I joined them.  I heard mom saying something about being right back and saw her going back upstairs.  A little later we could hear raised but muffled voices coming from Allies room. 

Christine and Aunt Marie stayed through dinner.  Allie came down for dinner but refused to look at me and barely spoke to the others.   She went straight back to her room when dinner was over, and Christine took Jenny and I back to the family room while my mom and Aunt Marie cleaned up. 

I was hoping they would leave soon because I was tired this evening.  I realized that I hadn’t napped today like I had the last couple.  Plus, my diaper was pretty wet, and I wanted my mom to change me.  I was also very much looking forward to my bottle.  Of all the things that had changed the last few days besides how much I loved wearing and wetting my diapers, the bottle time was my favorite part. 

I hadn’t realized that my aunt, along with my mom, had drank several glasses of wine since they had gotten back.  I heard my mom telling her she would need to stay awhile before she would be okay to drive home.  I saw my mom taking my sheets up to my room, my aunt behind her, I guess to make my bed up. 

Right when I was thinking I needed to tell my mom about a needing to be changed she said.  “I think it is time to get the princesses ready for bed.  Christine how about you get Mickey ready, and I will get Jenny ready.” 

Before I could say anything, Christine said.  “Sure, I would love to help out and I will make sure I get it the diaper on nice and tight.” 

Mom picked Jenny up and headed up stairs and Christine took my hand and led me up stairs following behind them.   When we got to our room without being told I went over to my bed and sat down.  Christine unsnapped my romper at the crotch and pulled it over my head. 

She went to get a diaper for me and grabbed a disposable.  I was excited because I was thinking it would mean I wouldn’t have to wear a cloth diaper tonight. 

“Oh Christine.  Mickey wears cloth diapers at night.  Let me finish up Jenny and I will get the stuff together and show you how to put it on.  You might baby sit one evening and need to know how to do the night diapering.”  My mom said. 

Christine took the disposable back and my mind went straight past the disappointment of not getting to wear a disposable to considering my mom talking about Christine babysitting me at night.  I still had no idea how long my mom would let me continue to be a toddler and wear diapers.  Today she had talked about buying more clothes and babysitting in the future.  It didn’t seem like it was going to end anytime soon. 

Mom came back with the cloth diaper and plastic pants.  I was laid back on my bed and Christine removed the disposable.  She commented on how wet it was with a smile and used some wipes to clean me.  My mom laid out the cloth diaper next to me and showed her how to fold it. 

“Lift your hinny up sweetie.  And when that happens, Christine slide it under his bottom. Perfect.” 

I lowered my butt and Christine generously sprinkled powder over my crotch. 

“Now pull it up tight between the legs and bring the wing portion around to the front.  The tricky part is next.  You have to pin this tight by getting the cloth from both parts but make sure you don’t stab him.” 

I watched as Christine took the diaper pin from her and you could see the concentration on her face as she pinned the left side. 

“Perfect.  Now really pull the other side tight and pin it.  This the most important part.  It is what will keep the diaper in place.”  Mom instructed her. 

When she was done with that diaper pin the diaper felt tight on me.  I was again reminded how thick the cloth diapers were and my legs were spread wide by it.  Mom handed Christine the bright pink plastic pants which she took and quickly pulled up my legs. 

“I didn’t get a chance to do laundry, I need to get you something for PJs.  I will grab that and get the babies their bottles, be right back.”  Mom announced. 

“Do you all normally get your bottles in your room?”  Christine asked. 

“Umm… our night time one yes.  Our morning ones we get down stairs.”  I answered. 

Christine got up and grabbed Jenny and sat back on my bed.  About five minutes later Mom walked back in the room carrying our bottles and she had something pink draped over her arm.  She sat the bottles on the night stand. 

She held up what looked to be a pink shirt and motioned for me to lean forward before pulling it over my head and guiding my arms through it. 

“This is one of my shirts.  It is as close to PJs I could get.  I hope you like the color.”  She grinned with a look that she knew the answer.  “How about a couple of books and then your bottles?” 

Mom grabbed two books and she sat down on my bed with Jenny in her lap and read them.  Christine had started to leave but mom had motioned for her to stay so she sat on the end of the bed.  When she was done with the books she got up and picked up the bottles and handed one to Christine. 

“Christine how about you give Mickey that bottle and I will give Jenny hers.”  She said settling in on bed with Jenny in her lap. 

Christine sat down and propped some pillows behind her and patted the spot next to her while looking at me.  She had a warm smile on her face, and I was surprised at how quickly I moved into the spot.  Soon as laying back into her lap while one arm cradled me close to her and the other held the bottle that I quickly latched on.  Again, I recognized my face was pressed against her breast and like with mom I found that very comforting. 

When we finished our bottles, mom tucked Jenny in, and Christine tucked me in.  Mom came over and gave me a quick kiss on the forehead and she and Christine moved to the door. 

“Goodnight my beautiful princesses.”  Mom said as she shut out the lights and they stepped out the door. 

[Diapeered]

It won’t be long until mommy just has babysitters check him instead of asking him if he needs a change especially if she finds out he was hesitant in asking for a change when he needed it.

Him getting his bottle first that morning could be seen as a change in positions of Mike and Jenny with him being treated as the younger one now while she is the older as it was usually Jenny who got first bottle.

[fireandcrinkles]

Part 8

I woke up the next morning to the sound of Jenny calling out my name.  I opened my eyes and saw her standing in her crib.   I could feel the pressure in my bladder and for a brief second, I thought about trying to hold it until I could be changed into a disposable diaper.   As soon as I had the thought, I felt my cloth diaper becoming wet. 

My mom came in seconds later.  “Good morning, Princesses!  Did you all get plenty of beauty rest?” 

She lifted Jenny out of her crib and looked over at me and smiled.  I got out of bed and reached for her hand, and we went down to the family room.  She sat us both on the couch and turned-on Mickey’s Clubhouse before heading into the kitchen to make our bottles. 

Jenny was given hers first and then it was my turn.  I am not sure why I hadn’t realized this before, but I didn’t need my mom to hold me or my bottle for this.  I could easily do it myself.  Actually, Jenny could do it also.  My mom must enjoy this as much as we did.   When mine was done I squeezed my mom tight in a hug and told her again I loved her.  She hugged me back and kissed my forehead. 

We were eating breakfast when Allie showed up in the kitchen.  Mom had made pancakes and also gave us strawberries. She was looking down at the ground and asked our mom if she could talk to her.  They stepped into the family room. 

“How long am I grounded for and have to stay in my room?”  Allie asked.  “What about breakfast?” 

“I told you what you had to do to no longer be grounded.  And you can get some juice and a pop tart and take them to your room for breakfast.”  Mom told her in a matter-of-fact tone. 

“But, but…. If I do that, can I go to the pool today with Leslie?  It is supposed to be one of the hottest days of the years.”  Allie’s voice was a little whiny. 

“If you tell Mickey that you are sorry, sincerely, you won’t be grounded.  I will think about if you can go to the pool.” 

I didn’t hear if Allie responded to mom.  She came back into the kitchen and came over and sat next to me. 

“Mickey.  I am sorry for calling you a sissy and making fun of you.”  Her tone was flat and to me it was obvious she didn’t mean it. 

“See, was that so tough?  Do you want some pancakes?”  Mom asked. 

“Yes, please.”  Allie said smiling. 

I was done with my breakfast and the cloth diaper had become very uncomfortable.  “Mommy can I get down and would you change me please?” 

“You can get down.  I need to make Allie’s pancakes.  Maybe she could change you while I cook them.” 

“What?  No way.”  I replied and sulked off to the family room. 

“Okay, then you will have to wait. Allie take the babies out to the family room and as soon as these are done, I will come out there.” 

“Okay, come on princesses.” Allie directed. 

We went into the family room and Allie put Cinderella on the TV. 

“This is your favorite dress, isn’t it?  That is what you told Leslie, right?” Allie said to me with a smirk on her face.  “Although with all the pink you are wearing maybe I should have put on Sleeping Beauty instead.” 

I didn’t respond and just moved away from her.  I was going to get the blocks which were near the love seat. 

Allie leaned over the top of the love seat and quietly said.  “Going back there to poop in your pants?  Maybe I should video you doing it so Leslie can see that.  She won’t think you are so cute then, will she?” 

I ignored her.  The truth was I was starting to need to poop but I was determined to wait until I was in a disposable.  Mom came and told Allie her pancakes were on the table.  She grabbed Jenny and took my hand and we were taken upstairs and both of us were changed.  Since my mom hadn’t finished the laundry, she left her pink shirt on me. 

“I will finish the laundry today so you have something to wear but you can keep my shirt on for a while longer.  Plus, I ordered some stuff for you that should be here today.  Including a surprise, I am hoping you will like.”  She told me.  “I am sure I will be changing your stinky diaper soon anyways.”

We went back downstairs and by then Allie had finished her breakfast and she came out an joined us in the family room.  Jenny had gotten her Elsa and Anna plushie dolls out and handed me Elsa.  I was on the floor playing with her and waiting for my mom and Allie to leave so I could poop.  I really wish that my mom would let me use the toilet for that. 

“So can I go to the pool with Lesley?”  Allie asked. 

“Are you going to stop teasing Mickey?”  Mom asked. 

“Yes, and I did apologize like you told me.” 

“Okay, you are right, it is going to be really hot today.  If you set up the pool for the babies out back and you help to get Jenny in her swim diaper and bathing suit you can go.  But you also have to promise no teasing Mickey.” 

“It is a deal.”  Allie responded.  “I am going to go grab my phone and text Leslie.” 

As soon as I heard Allie head up the stairs, I slipped over to my what I thought of as my pooping spot.  It took almost no effort to fill the back of my diaper and without even thinking about it I was flooding the front of it the same time.

I had just finished when Allie came back down.  “Um mom, I can’t believe you can’t smell that.  One of the princesses needs a change.  Pretty sure I can guess which one.” 

“Oh… yes she does.  Maybe you should take care of that also as a punishment of making fun of Mickey.”  Mom laughed. 

Allie and I both yelled at the same time. “No way.”

Mom laughed and turned to me.  “Come on sweetie, let go get you changed.  Allie watch Jenny, okay.” 

I was taken back up mine and Jenny’s room.  I was surprised that when we entered the room, I had thought that it was mine and Jenny’s room and not just Jenny’s.   

Laying on the towel she had laid out as she undid the tapes and opened the diaper she said.  “Oh, you really made a mess this morning, didn’t you?” 

I had grabbed my pacifier and was sucking on it, so I just nodded my head.  She quickly cleaned me and slid a new diaper under me.  When she pulled up between my legs and taped it into place, I felt the feeling of contentment that happened each time she did it.

My mom must have seen something in my face.  “You really like this part, don’t you?  Not making a messy diaper but when I put a diaper on you.” 

I again nodded my head yes.  I still wasn’t sure if it was okay to tell her that, but I wanted to be honest. 

She reached out and took my pacifier out of mouth.  “So, what are your favorite parts of this?” 

I took a second and quickly blurted out.  “When you diaper me, and you give me a bottle.” 

“Well, that makes sense based on what you told me when I caught you.  I know you don’t like having to poop in your diaper but what about wetting them, do you like that?” 

I shook my head yes without looking at her. 

“Okay, so you like peeing in the diaper.  How about playing with Jenny’s toys and watching Disney movies, mostly ones with princesses, do you like that?” 

“I don’t mind that.  I actually like most of the Disney Princess movies.  And the toys are okay.”  I said.

“Do you miss playing with your things?” 

I actually took a minute to think about that.  I was kind of surprised that I hadn’t missed them as much as I thought I would.  “Not really.” 

“Really, I am little surprised by that.  Do you like the clothes you have been wearing?”  I heard a slight hesitation in her voice as she asked that. 

“They are okay.”  I wasn’t really sure what exactly she was asking about them.  I did like that they were toddler clothes. 

“And it doesn’t bother you that they are… girly?  Especially the colors… or that you have a pink shirt on right now?”  Again, she seemed to be really considering her words. 

I think I understood now.  She was wondering if I wanted to wear girl clothes or maybe at least why it didn’t bother me that they were girls’ clothes. 

“It doesn’t bother me.  You said they were cheaper so that is fine.”  I answered. 

“Oh, yes I did you are right.  What if you could pick though?  If I could buy a blue shirt or pink shirt for you, which would you pick?”  She was holding my hands with hers now. 

This seemed really important to her suddenly.  The truth was what I liked the most was the diapers, but I had also begun to like when mom called me a princess like she did Jenny or she had when Allie was a toddler.  I liked how her voice sounded as she said it.  I liked it when Leslie and Christine and Aunt Maire had told me how cute I looked.  And I did like the color pink. 

I tried to look her in the eye but couldn’t as I said.  “Pink.” 

“I thought maybe that was the case.  Glad I picked right when I was ordering things.”  She squeezed my hand and smiled at me. 

I heard a knock on the door, and it slowly opened as Allie walked in holding Jenny.  “Uh… sorry but this one has a messy diaper now also.” 

Mom jumped up.  “Okay, let me take her and change her.  Can you take your other sister down stairs, I will be down as soon as I change Jenny.” 

Allie raised and eyebrow but reached out for my hand and led me out of the room. 

“Oh, wait one second.” Mom suddenly said.

She went over to the top of the dresser and grabbed a hair brush and one of barrettes she had bought yesterday.  It a dark pink.  She quickly brushed my hair and then put the barrette in. 

“There you go. Sweetie.”  She smiled at me. 

When we got to the family room Allie looked over at me.  “Sister?” 

I didn’t respond.  Partly because I wasn’t completely sure why mom had said that and because I didn’t want Allie to tease me. 

“So besides being treated as a baby, or a toddler, you want to be treated like a girl toddler?”  Her tone didn’t seem mean or malicious. 

“I don’t know.  I just told mom that I like the clothes she has gotten me and that I would rather wear pink instead of blue.  She is the one that used the word sister, not me.”  I said walking over and picked up the Elsa plushie. 

“So, I guess that mean I can call you sissy… since that is what you are a sissy.”  Her tone was back to what I expected from her. 

“Call me what you want, I don’t care.”  I said. 

“I meant mom said you were my sister… or my sissy.”  Allie replied smiling at me.

“Oh….”  I just muttered. 

“But of course, you are also a sissy… look at you! I just don’t understand why Leslie and Christine are so nice to you.”  Allie’s tone made it clear that nothing had changed between us.

Mom brought Jenny into the family room and sat her down next to me.  Jenny saw me holding the Elsa plushie, so she grabbed her Anna one.  She then asked Mom to put on Frozen which she did.  I noticed that Jenny was in bathing suit, and she had brought a cloth diaper and a pair of bright pink plastic pants for me.  She slipped into the laundry room and when she came back she had her pink swim shirt with the floral pattern on it and sat it on the couch with my cloth diaper and plastic pants. 

“Allie, go set up the pool on the deck for me please.  After that you are free to go the pool if you want.” 

Stevie walked in the front door just as she finished. 

“Hey sweetie.  Did you have a good time?” Mom asked him.  

“Yes, it was awesome.  Thanks for letting me go and spend the night.”  He said happily. 

“And no… umm problems… or discoveries or anything?”  She asked speaking almost like it was a code or something.

Steve looked over at me before responding.  “Ah no… I did what you told me and changed into my pjs in the bathroom.  And I didn’t need it anyways.” 

“Oh, that is great.  You have woken up dry every day for week now.  I am so proud of you.”  She walked over and hugged him. 

Allie stepped back in and saw mom stepping back from hugging Steve.   When mom saw her, she walked over to her and pulled her into a hug. 

“I am proud of you also for stepping up and helping with the babies.” 

At the word babies I saw Steve roll his eyes and Allie stuck her tongue out at me. 

“The baby pool is all good to go for the Princesses.  I am going to text Leslie and tell her I am ready to go to the pool.”  She bounded up the stairs as she finished talking. 

“Can I walk to the pool with Allie and Lesley? If it is okay with her.” Steven asked. 

“Sure.” Mom said quickly. 

“No problem little brother.”  Allie was looking at me and accented the word brother heavily. 

Mom had picked up her phone and was obviously sending some texts.  She may have also spent some time on social media also.  Eventually she started putting sun screen on Jenny and told us we would be going out to the pool soon.  When she finished putting the sun screen on her she put some on me.  Then grabbed the cloth diaper and plastic pants from the couch and asked me to lie down on the floor. 

“I should have just put this on earlier when I changed you.  I want to try this since the disposable soaked up so much it looked like it was going to explode the other day. Looks like we wasted a disposable, huh.  I ordered you a swim diaper, but it hasn’t come in yet.  Maybe we could go to the big pool once it gets here.” 

Mom had quickly removed the pull up and was positioning the bulky cloth diaper on me.  She realized she had forgotten to grab the diaper pins and ran up to get them.  I was thinking about what she said about going to the big pool.  I was thinking there was no way I was going to do that. 

The doorbell rang and Allie bounded down the stairs to answer it, letting Leslie in.  Allie told her she would be ready in a minute and looking at me lying on the floor a grin came over her face as she asked Leslie to hang out with her sisters and she would be right back. 

“Good morning!”  Leslie said sweetly.  “Are you in the middle of having your diaper changed?  What happened to your princess diapers, those are so cute?  Oh, I love that barrette did your mom get you some new ones?” 

“Um…  my mom wants me to try wearing a cloth diaper when I play in the pool on the deck.  And yes, she got some bigger ones for me.”  I answered shyly.  

“Hi Leslie.  How are you this morning?”  Mom said as she came back into the room. 

“I am great.  How are you?”  She responded. 

My mom kneeled down and focused on getting diaper pinned tightly in place then pulled the plastic pants up and as I sat up, she put her swim shirt on me. 

“You look so good in pink.” Leslie said. 

“Yes, she does.  She told me it is her favorite color earlier.”  I heard my mom say. 

I hadn’t actually said that.  I said I would rather have a pink shirt than a blue one.  And I had seen Leslie’s eye brow raise and some confusion on her face as mom referred to me as she.  It looked like she was getting ready to ask about that when Allie bounced into the room, she was holding somethings in her arms. 

“I got these out of my closet Sissy.  I remember when I was little girl, I loved playing with this baby doll and changing her clothes.  I thought you would enjoy playing with it now that you are a little girl.”  Allie said looking at me with a grin on her face. 

“Allie, what did I tell you about calling her that?” My mom’s tone was stern. 

“What? Isn’t she my sister or… sissy now?”  Allie feigned surprise. 

I had noticed Steven was in the room now and the look on his face matched Leslie’s.  It was combination of surprise and confusion. 

“Well, I guess that is kind of true.  Just be careful young lady.  You aren’t as witty as you think you are sometimes.”  Mom replied. 

“Okay.”  Allie grinned at me.  “Leslie and Stevie are you ready to go to the big kids pool?” 

They both said yes and the three of them gathered their stuff and headed out the door.   Mom grabbed Jenny and we headed out back to the pool on the deck.  I was again surprised at how much fun I had playing in the pool with Jenny.  Allie had actually put a couple of pool toys in it and Jenny, and I were making the fish swim while splashing each other. 

When lunch time came mom got us out of the pool.  When I stood up my plastic pants were full of pool water and the cloth diaper was totally soaked and its weight was pulling down the plastic pants.  Mom had Jenny in her hands as she slide open the door from the deck to kitchen. 

“Wait right there.  I am going to get Jenny out of her bathing suit and into a dry diaper then I will take care of you.” 

She was back a couple minutes later, and Jenny was just wearing a diaper.  She set her down on the kitchen floor and then stepped out back and pulled my plastic pants and diaper down.  Then she pulled the swim shirt of me.  She handed me a towel and told me to step inside.  As I stepped inside, I was immediately cold so instead of wrapping the towel around my waist I used it around my shoulders to try and keep warm. 

“Now wait right here with your sister while I go get a diaper for you.  Okay.”  Mom directed. 

Jenny was pulling on the pantry door, and I told her to wait for mom to get back.  Suddenly I realized that I was peeing.  My bladder had felt full when mom was taking the diaper off me, but I thought I was going to hold it until I got a new diaper on.  As soon as I realized I was peeing I stopped. 

“What is that on the floor?”  Mom said in shock as she came back into the kitchen.  “Did you just pee on the floor?” 

I didn’t answer her.  I just looked down.  I could feel myself getting ready to cry. 

“Answer me!” She said in a strong tone. 

“Yes… but… but… but I stopped as soon as realized I was doing it.  I promise.”  I in trembling voice. 

“You didn’t know that you were starting to pee?”  Mom replied. 

My bladder was really hurting now, and I was desperately holding my pee in.  My hands moved to my groin and my feet shuffled. 

“You still need to pee?  You are doing a pee pee dance like a potty-training toddler.  You didn’t answer me… did you know you that you were starting to pee?”  Mom asked again. 

“I guess I didn’t.  I promise I stopped as soon as I knew.  Can you put my diaper on?  I really need go!”  I exclaimed. 

“Lay down.”  She instructed.  “Don’t you dare pee on me, understand!” 

I shook my head as I quickly laid on the floor.  Mom kneeled down and put the diaper under me.  She then brought the front up between my legs.  As she started to tape it in place, I let my bladder go.  The front quickly became saturated. 

“It has been what three or four days and you are already just randomly wetting yourself, do you know when you are wetting your diapers?”  Her tone wasn’t angry. 

“Yes… but at first I had to really make myself do it.  It was like my brain knew I shouldn’t just start wetting them.  Now… it just let’s go when I think I need to pee I guess.” I said.

Mom had taken my towel and was soaking up pee on the floor with.  I got up from the floor and watched as she did it.

“Well, I need to think about that.  I agreed to let you do this, but I didn’t think it would result in you becoming… what… un potty trained I guess you would call it?”  Her tone was flat as she said it.  “Both of you stay right here.” 

She took the towel and stepped into the laundry room which was right off the kitchen.   She came back with a laundry basket full of clothes.  She put it on the kitchen table and pulled out a onesie for Jenny and onesie for me.  I am pretty sure she purposefully got out my pink one.  They were each quickly pulled over our heads and snapped up. 

Our lunch was peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and after we were done mom said it was nap time.  She took us to our room and after checking Jenny’s diaper she decided she didn’t need to be changed and laid her in her crib.  She grabbed a fresh diaper for me and changed me before tucking me into bed. 

She hadn’t really said much since asking me about knowing if I was peeing when it happened.   I was still thinking about what she said and was worried she wasn’t going to let me keep doing this.  When she leaned down and kissed my forehead before leaving the room, I felt relieved. 

Probably because of being out in the hot sun but I definitely took a nap and slept pretty hard during it.  Jenny calling for mom is what woke me up.  I was still clearing the sleep out of my eyes when she came into the room. 

“Did my princesses have a good nap?”  Mom sang walking into the room.  “I have been waiting for you two to wake up.  I have a surprise for you all that came while you were sleeping.”  

She scooped Jenny out of her crib and then came over to me holding out her hand.  I took it as I was swinging my legs out of bed and standing up.  We left the room and as we were walking down the hall, I realized that my diaper was wet. 

I went back in my mind, I knew mom had put me in a dry diaper before my nap.  Did I wet it before I feel asleep?  I didn’t remember doing that.  I definitely didn’t remember wetting it in the short time since I had woken up.  Maybe I did it when I first woke up?  My worst fear was maybe I had done it while I was sleeping.

“Oh shoot.  I didn’t check your diapers before leaving your room.  Too excited about the surprise, I guess.  Jenny, are you wet?”  I watched her slide a finger into the front of her diaper. “Nope, looks like you are dry.  How about you sweetie?”

“Umm… I am wet… mommy.  Sorry.”  I said looking down at my feet. 

“You don’t need to be sorry.  It is okay to wet your diaper, after all that is part of why you want to wear it right, so you can wet it?”  She was smiling.  “I just don’t want you to get to where you have to wear them, understand?” 

I nodded I understood but I was pretty sure I had just wet my diaper while sleeping or at least right after I woke up and didn’t know I was doing it. 

Mom told us to stay where we were and ran up and got a new diaper for me.  She quickly changed me and then had Jenny and I sit on the love seat while she went over to the box that was on the couch.  She reached in pulled out an Anna dress and turned and handed it to Jenny.  Jenny’s eyes grew big as she smiled.  Then she reached back in and pulled out another dress although this was much bigger.  It took me a second to realize that it was an Elsa dress. 

“I know that Cinderella is your favorite, but I thought it would be cute to have Elsa and Anna dresses.”  Mom said to me. 

Jenny was jumping up down saying “Put it on, Put it on!” 

Mom moved over to her and quickly removed her onesie and pulled the dress over her head.  Jenny began to spin in circles and sway back and forth.  The skirt of the dress flying up.  The look on her face was pure joy. 

Mom then turned to me.  “Do you want to put yours on?” 

The true answer was yes.  I was curious how it would feel to put it on.  Plus, while Cinderella’s dress was my favorite I did like Elsa’s also.  I was worried though what mom would think if I was too eager to put it on. 

“Well?  Do you.”  She smiled. 

“I guess. Since you bought it.”  I said trying to sound disinterested. 

“Okay.  Step over here.” 

She had not snapped the crotch of my onesie when she changed my diaper, so she was able to quickly pull it over my head.  She then held the dress out and I had could see I need to step into it, which I did while sticking my arms through the sleeves.  Mom then stepped behind and pulled up the zipper in the back.  She stepped back and looked at me and smiled. 

I liked how it felt and wanted to see what I looked like.  Jenny was yelling Elsa, Elsa as she ran through the room. 

“Do you like it?” Mom asked. 

I nodded then asked if I could see it in mirror. 

“Oh, good idea.  Come on Jenny lets go up to mommy’s room so you can see how beautiful you two look.”

She took Jenny’s hand and led her to the stairs, I followed behind them.  When we got to her room Jenny stood in front of the mirror first and again, she twirled and swished.  Her smile covering her face. 

Next, I stepped in front of the mirror.  I was surprised, but I liked what I saw, and I must have begun to smile.  I heard mom saying you look pretty behind me and without thought I mimicked what Jenny had done and did a quick twirl and swished the skirt of the dress.  I saw mom laugh in the mirror. 

“My darling princesses… so pretty!”  Mom announced. 

“Elsa is actually a queen mom.” I corrected her. 

“You are right.  Okay my royal daughters back down stairs.  I will put Frozen on the TV while I fold all the laundry and start getting dinner ready.” 

When went down stairs and mom put Frozen on Disney Plus.  She also brought out apple juices in our sippy cups and we each got a bowl of Goldfish for a snack.  Jenny played with her plushie, and I played with the doll Allie had given me while we watched the movie.  While I liked how the dress felt and looked on me, I was learning some of the problems of moving in it.  It was getting tangled up in my legs when I was either getting up or getting down on the floor.

When the part where Elsa sang her famous song, I decided that I would try and copy her movements as she sang.  I was in the middle of doing that when the front door opened and Leslie, Allie, and Stevie came through the front door.

All three of them stopped dead in their tracks when they saw me.  Leslie had a big smile on her face, Allie started laughing, and Steven face showed disgust as he immediately moved through the living room and went upstairs. 

“It just keeps getting better and better.”  Allie then burst into a laugh.  

Leslie walked over.  “You look cute.  I was Elsa for Halloween one time.” 

I didn’t say anything and just looked down at the floor. 

Leslie kept talking.  “Girl’s clothing is so much more fun isn’t it.  Boy’s stuff is so boring.  Did you ask your mom for that dress?” 

“I didn’t ask her for it.  She just bought it and gave it to me.  I only wore it because Jenny got an Anna dress and I wanted to make her happy.”  I lied. 

“Sure, that is the only reason you wore it.  This morning you told mom that you wanted to wear pink clothes instead of blue.  I bet you told her you wanted to wear dresses also.”  Allie blurted out. 

I ran into the kitchen where mom was.  “Mommy, can we go upstairs and change my clothes?” 

“What?  Why do you want to change?  You have been having so much this afternoon while wearing that?”  Mom asked. 

“I just do.”  I mumbled. 

“Tell me what is going on?  I know something must have happened.”  Mom replied.

“Allie.  Allie laughed at me and teased me.  And she told Leslie that I wanted to wear dresses.”  I was sniffling a little. 

“I will talk to Allie.  It isn’t nice of her to tease you. But didn’t you tell me you like to wear girl things?  And I saw your face when I got the dress out of the box, you were excited about it.  Isn’t that true?” Mom responded. 

I nodded my head yes. 

“Okay Princess.  How is your diaper?  Are you wet? I will change you out of the Elsa dress during your next diaper change.”  Mom smiled at me.

“It is only a little wet right now.” 

“I will change you and Jenny right before dinner and change your clothes also, we don’t want you all getting your new dresses messy.   Allie, come in here, now.”  Mom yelled the last part.

As I left the kitchen and passed Allie on the way in, she quietly said.  “A sissy and tattle tale.  You really are nothing but a wittle baby girl.” 

Leslie was playing with Jenny when I came out.  I saw one of my pacifiers sitting on the end table and picked it up along with the baby doll.  I went to my hiding spot behind the love seat and sat down hugging the baby doll and suckling the pacifier. 

Mom was right I did like wearing girl things, I liked playing with the baby doll, I really liked wearing diapers, and it was obvious that I liked the comfort the pacifier gave me.  Why did I like this?  Why did I do these things and give Allie the opportunity to make fun of me?  What was my step dad going to say when he got home?  What was going to happen when my friends found all this out. 

“Hey…  you okay?”  I looked up and Leslie was leaning over the back of the couch. 

I nodded my head yes but didn’t say anything. 

“I really do like your dress.  You look really pretty.”  She smiled at me. 

“Thanks.”  I mumbled. 

“Hey, my mom said you can spend the night.  Let’s go to your house and get your stuff.  What are you doing?”  Allie’s head suddenly popped up over the couch.  “Oh… you aren’t back here pooping your diaper, are you?” 

I shook my head no but didn’t answer her. 

“She goes back there to poop her diaper.  Like somehow, we aren’t going to know she did it by how bad it smells.  Come on let’s go get your stuff.”

“I will see you later, okay.”  Leslie said to me smiling. 

“Why are you so nice to him, err… her?”  I heard Allie asking Leslie as they moved to the door. 

“Because he or she…”  I didn’t hear anything else because they were stepping out the door. 

It was probably an hour later when mom announced that we needed to get changed and get ready for dinner.   We went up to mine and Jenny’s room and she changed her diaper and clothes first, exchanging her Anna dress for a yellow romper. 

Next, she helped me out of my Elsa dress and hung it in the closet.  Bringing a diaper, wipes, powder, and some clothes over to my bed as I laid down on it. 

“Wow.  You really soaked this thing, didn’t you?”  She grinned at me.  “Tell me honestly did you know when you were wetting it?” 

“Yes.”  I replied which was mostly true.  I had peed in it twice since my last change and both times I knew I was wetting it as soon as I started it. 

“Okay, good.”  She removed the wet diaper and cleaned me thoroughly with the wipes.  Then she slid the dry diaper under me sprinkling it generously with powder before pulling the front over my and taping it tightly in place.  That last bit, the taping it tightly was my favorite part.  

I must have smiled while she was doing that.  “So, all better now… a nice new diaper.  I also got you a new romper like the pink one but this is lavender.  I know purple is your favorite color.” 

She pulled it over my head and then did the snaps in the crotch.  I got up off the bed and looked in the mirror, again looking at the built-in skirt and the ruffles on the bottom, my diapered butt being vary obvious. 

My mom was holding Jenny on her hip.  “Sweetie, it is obvious how much you like wearing girl toddler stuff.  It is okay to do it but then you can’t get upset when people mention it, okay.  No one is making you do this.  You have chosen all of it.” 

I nodded letting her know I heard what she said.  I also understood what she was saying, even if I wasn’t sure I totally agreed or accepted it. 

“I was also thinking. You don’t look much like a Mike when you are wearing that do you? Maybe we should think of something more appropriate to call you?”  Her eye brow went up as she asked the question. 

I didn’t respond so she went on.  “What about Michelle?  That is the girl equivalent for Mike or Micheal. Although I am thinking Jenny would struggle with that.  Or…  how about Cindy… short for Cinderella, your favorite. And I know you like being a princess.” 

It took a minute to let what she had just said sink in.  She wanted to change my name.  To a girl name?  At what point was a step to far.  I mean this had started with wearing a diaper.  It seemed to just keep growing.  Although, if I was honest, the only two things I didn’t like about what was happening now was pooping in diaper and Allie’s teasing. 

Allie’s teasing would be way worse though if mom gave a me a girl’s name wouldn’t it?  Did I have to use a girl’s name to wear the clothes.  Could she just call me princess and that be it?  Although she called Jenny that also. 

“You don’t have to decide right now.  Just a thought.  Come on princesses it is almost dinner time.”  Mom said taking us out of the room and down stairs. 

Steven, Allie and Leslie were in the family room when we got downstairs.   Mom made a general statemen of, can you all keep eye on the babies while I get dinner on the table comment.   The only one who acknowledged it was Leslie.  

“Your mom changed you out of your Elsa dress.”  She said to me.

I nodded. 

“That outfit is cute, but I really liked the Elsa dress.”  She smiled. 

I mumbled a “Thanks.” 

I slide off to the side, got down on the floor, and was getting the blocks out.  I was surprised at how much I enjoyed playing with them.  There was something about stacking them in different configurations. 

“Cute butt, Sissy.  No question you are wearing a diaper.”  I heard Allie say. 

“It is cute.”  Leslie said. 

“What is your deal?  Why are you being so nice to him… her?”  Allie asked. 

“He has always been nice to me.  My big brothers are always mean and nasty to me.  They either tease me, or they ignore me.  Your big brother has always been nice.”  Leslie replied. 

“Well, if you haven’t noticed, I don’t have a big brother anymore.  I have little brother and two baby sisters.”  Allie huffed.

Before Leslie could respond to that mom called us into the kitchen for dinner.  She had made chicken fingers for all of us with tater tots.  Leslie asked if she could sit next to me again and mom had told her yes and asked if she would put my bib on.  Allie, Leslie, and Steven were given a knife and fork to use but Jenny and I had to use our fingers.  Our dinner was also on the sectioned plates. 

When dinner was over mom announced that it was a bath night for the babies.  She asked Allie to keep an eye on me while Jenny got her bath first.  I was given my bath next and was a little surprised to find that I enjoyed it this evening.  I think I was getting over my embarrassment of being naked in front of my mom. 

When we were done with the bath mom took me over to mine and Jenny’s room and pulled out the cloth diaper and plastic pants.  I still preferred the disposable diapers, but I did like the sensation of the bulk or the cloth diaper between my legs.  

“Look what I got for you.” I heard mom say. 

She was holding up a nightgown.  On the front of it was a picture of Cinderella.   I told her thanks and meant it.  She pulled it over my head and then took my hand and led me down stairs.   When we got down stairs Steven glanced at me and then looked away.  Allie just shook her head, but Leslie smiled at me.  The noise of plastic pants sounded a little like thunder to me as I walked closer to everyone. 

When I walked past Allie who was sitting on the couch, she pulled the back of my nightgown up.  “Wow those things are noisy.  And look at the size of that diaper.  No wonder you waddle.” 

I felt my face reddened.   Steve let out a heavy sigh and jumped up went upstairs.  I guess off to his room to play video games.  I realized he and I hadn’t said more than a few words to me since mom had let me wear diapers and toddler clothing. 

“I think you are adorable.  I love that nightgown.”  Leslie said. 

Allie rolled her eyes at her while I gave Leslie a quick smile before starting to play with the blocks.  Leslie moved over and began to play with me.  Jenny had brought the Elsa plushie over to Allie and was almost demanding that she played with her. 

About thirty minutes later mom walked out the kitchen holding mine and Jenny’s bottles in her hand.  “Okay princesses, time to get ready for nightie night.  Come on.” 

I immediately got up; I was really looking forward to my bottle again this evening.  Mom had to tell Jenny twice it was time to go.  I think she was reluctant to stop playing with Allie because Allie rarely actually played with her. 

“Say goodnight princesses.”  Mom instructed. 

Jenny said it as she moved up the stairs.  I turned and said good night looking at Leslie who said good night back. 

“Good night, Sissy.”  Allie said laughing. 

“Allie!” Mom said. 

“Oh, sorry.  Good night sister. Better?” Allie looked right at mom as she spoke. 

Mom didn’t respond, she took my hand and led me upstairs.  When we got to our room we settled into the bed and mom read us two books quickly.  She then gave Jenny her bottle before putting her into her crib. 

She returned to my bed, and we got situated so I could have my bottle next.  I felt myself trying to get as much contact with her as possible while the soothing sensation of nursing on the bottle brought a feeling a serenity to me.  When I finished, mom tucked me and kissed my forehead.  I may have been asleep before she closed the door as she walked out of the room. 

[Babytom948]

Hope we hear from Steve soon,he barely says anything,lol