WAITING FOR THUNDER (Not my story)

[WSwriter]

I found this gem in the archives of a long defunct bulletin board.

I don't know who DTC/Dander9876 is/was - the only reference I can find is on the old Alt.Sex.Fetish.Diapers NewsNet group, and that is to a defunct AOL link.

But from the time-stamp (GMT-5), it was someone in the Easter part of the US.

Either way, it is a sweet story - enjoy.

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From:  (Dander9786) 
Subject: WAITING FOR THUNDER chapter One 
Date: 3 Jan 1996 16:50:56 -0500 

Waiting for Thunder
BY THE DTC 

Introduction 

    Who said the weather can't change your life? It changed 
mine. It all started when I was eleven years old. 

Chapter One THE FIRST TIME 

    It started as a one night thing. Ever since I was 
really young I was afraid of lightning, and yes I wet myself 
when there was thunder. This one time, the weatherman said 
thunder was coming, and I got worried before it even got 
there. My mom pulled me aside and told me "Mikey, remember 
when grandma stayed with us and she wore diapers, well we 
have some left. I think you should wear one tonight since 
there is a storm coming and you know, you'll get scared." I 
couldn't argue with her, mainly because it sounded kind of 
fun to wear a diaper for one night. "Can you do it yourself 
or do you need me to do it for you?" She asked. Kind of a 
dumb question. I was eleven I had no clue how to put a 
diaper on. She did and my hand and led me to her room and 
had me lay on her bed. 
    She was about to get me undressed when she stopped "You 
know, since it's getting late already. I think I'll just get 
your PJ's for you, and get them on you as well. I laid there 
nervously but a little excited as I waited for her to 
return. I was a little surprised to see she had picked out 
the footed sleeper my demented aunt had gotten me for 
Christmas, before I could argue she explained "I know, but I 
just figured it would hide the diaper better in case anyone 
came over tonight" As if anyone ever came over unannounced, 
but I opted not to complain. 
    I stared at the ceiling as I felt her hands unbuckle 
buckle my belt and pull it free from my pants. She set the 
belt down next to me, and unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. 
I raised up a little so she could slide them out from under 
me and down to my ankles and finally completely off. She 
checked the pockets as always before throwing them in the 
clothes hamper. "Sit up honey" she said as she started to 
lift my shirt up, I did, and she pulled the shirt up over my 
head, and tickled me some while she had me blinded by my 
clothes. she threw my shirt in the hamper with my pants, and 
then had me lay back down. The last of my clothing, my 
underpants were slid out from under me as I turned red from 
embarrassment. My mother smiled acknowledging my 
embarrassment but didn't stop. She got up and grabbed one of 
grandmas diapers from the bag in her closet and returned to 
me. Again I raised up as she slid the diaper under me, and 
then pulled it tightly up my crotch. It was a little big for 
me, but mom said that would just make it work better, as she 
fasted the two tapes on each side. With my diaper on I stood 
up and mom helped me into my sleeper Zipping it all the way 
up, she smiled, kissed me on the forehead and said "You look 
so cute, I could just leave you like this forever, would you 
mind?" I jokingly said "Sure, why not" and she sent me with 
a slap to my well padded bottom, to go watch TV for a while. 
    About an hour later, the thunder started getting close, 
and I instantly got scared. I yelled for my mom as I ran 
toward her room. I hoped on her bed and she grabbed me tight 
and held me as the thunder boomed above us. About the third 
lightning strike I felt myself wet my diaper. But I was too 
scared to care. I just let it flow into my diaper as I held 
on to my mom. Within an hour the lightning and thunder had 
gone off into the distance, and the sound was now so faint, 
it didn't bother me. My mom, seeing I had calmed down. Let 
go of me, and I wiped the tears from my cheeks as she patted 
my head. "Did you use your diaper honey?" I remembered my 
wet diaper, and was surprised that I hadn't felt wet, I felt 
dry, and it was kind of nice. "Yes mommy, I did" I said 
almost proud of the fact. My mom nodded to let me know she 
knew what I was thinking. "Well, I'll change you in a little 
while, why don't you go clean up your room some." I told her 
I would, and waddled off down the hall. The squishing of my 
diaper between my legs was somewhat comforting. It made me 
feel, I don't know, safe to be wearing a diaper. and 
somewhere in the back of my mind, I heard myself say I liked 
it. 

Chapter Two- THE CHANGE   

    I had my room all clean and was watching TV when my mom 
finally came in to change me. To my surprise (and delight) 
she was holding another diaper. "Mikey honey, The weatherman 
says there might be more thunder tonight, so just to be 
safe, I think we should go ahead and put another diaper on 
you." I tried to hide my inner joy, but it escaped with my 
joyous response "OK!" as I started unzipping my sleeper so 
that my diaper could be changed.   As I was undressing I saw 
myself in the mirror for the first time, and I had to admit, 
I did look cute in a diaper. Even if it was now sagging in 
the crotch from being heavily wet. I kicked off my sleeper 
and laid down on my bed, so Mom could change me.   Mom 
giggled and talked to me as she changed me. "You know, it's 
been almost eight years since I have changed your diaper. 
You've gotten so big so fast, but you'll always be my little 
baby" I smiled at that. I loved it when she called me her 
little baby. Before I knew it I was diapered again, and my 
mom was handing me my sleeper to put back on. I got it on 
and zipped it up to the top.   "Well, it's almost your 
bedtime, why don't you go brush your teeth and then get on 
into bed a little early tonight?" I usually would not have 
agreed, but for some reason I did tonight.   I slept better 
than I had in years that night. My sleeper was so soft and 
warm, I had to admit I liked it, even though I cursed my 
aunt (behind her back of course) for getting me such 
childish clothes. There was no more thunder that night, but 
I used my diaper anyway.   I had a bad dream and woke up in 
the middle of he night needing to pee real bad. But the 
dream had scared me and I didn't want to get out of bed, 
because the monsters might get me, so remembering my diaper, 
I just let it out. It was kind of nice, not wasting half the 
night about going to the bathroom. I just let it go and went 
right back to sleep.  

Chapter Three- DREAMS 

    I woke up early since I had gone to bed early, so I 
went downstairs and turned on the TV, not really watching as 
I was still a little groggy, but I liked to lay on the couch 
and listen, and usually fall back asleep for a while. 
    I did fall asleep on the couch, and I had a bad dream 
again, something was chasing me, I couldn't see what but it 
was after me, it finally grabbed me and I fell to the 
ground, and it grabbed me and..... I woke up screaming, but 
suddenly realized where I was. Mom was standing over me 
taking my wet diaper off of me, and I Jumped up and hugged 
her crying from the dream. mom sat down on the edge of the 
couch and just let me hold her till I felt better. After a 
few minutes I stopped crying and calmed down. "Well, are we 
feeling better now?" My mom asked me, I told her I was 
better now and said I was sorry for acting like a baby. 
"It's okay honey, we all get scared sometimes, it doesn't 
make you a baby" Mom always made me feel better. Mom went 
back to changing me, and with the wet diaper off she wiped 
me with a wash cloth to clean me up. "So am I putting 
another diaper on you?" The question confused me, Why was 
she asking me, there was no thunder in the morning, she 
can't possible know how much I like them, can she???...... 

Chapter Four- YES OR NO 

    "Well, you can't stay naked all day, diapers or 
underpants?" She asked me again. I didn't know what to say, 
I knew I liked the diapers, but didn't want to admit it. " 
Mikey, There is a good chance there will be thunder this 
afternoon, but it's up to you" Possible thunder made it 
easier for me, and even at my young age I knew that mom had 
said that to make me feel better "I better wear a diaper 
then" I said trying to sound like I was giving in to my 
needs and not my desires. "Good choice" Mom said as she 
picked up a diaper she had brought with her. She got me 
diapered, then told me to get up and go get dressed. I ran 
upstairs to get dressed with the crinkling of my diaper 
following right behind me. I had to struggle to get my 
already tight jeans on over my diaper and upon looking in 
the mirror it was obvious I had a diaper on. I grabbed a 
baggy shirt from my closet and left it hanging out over my 
jeans to cover my bulging rear. Then I ran back downstairs 
to join my mom in the living room. 

Chapter Five- TO PEE OR NOT TO PEE   

    I joined my mom on the couch and sat close to her as we 
watched the morning talk shows. My mom put her arm around me 
and held me closer to her, and I just stayed there enjoying 
my moms loving touch.  Half way into the show I had to pee, 
and I had to pee bad. I didn't know what to do. I didn't 
want to use my diaper cause I might get in trouble since it 
wouldn't be an accident, and I was kind of embarrassed to 
tell my mom to take my diaper off so I could go to the 
bathroom. I held it while I thought.  Within minutes it was 
getting tough to hold it in, and mom finally noticed my 
straining "What's wrong honey" she asked me. I told her I 
had to pee real bad, and she looked at me and said then go 
pee! "But mom, I can't use my diaper if I don't have too, 
can I?" I asked in a tone that begged her to give me a yes 
answer. She did give me a yes, and with a sigh of relief I 
relaxed and let my bladder empty into my diaper. "Feel 
better now?" Mom asked me. Sighing again I said yes. "Do you 
need me to change you now?" she asked me next. "No, I can 
wait a while" I told her, I liked the feel of the diaper 
when it was swollen with pee and warm and squished when I 
moved. Mom just smiled and we went back to watching TV. 
After OPRAH mom changed me again. Commenting on how tight my 
pants were she suggested we go out after lunch and get a 
larger pair. I agreed even though it seemed silly since I 
was only wearing diapers for a day or two....... 

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That's all there was. I've toyed with a continuation, but cannot find the original author to get permission.
/WSwriter