Back in nappies

[GuyB]

Back in nappies

I was toilet trained apparently quite young when I was around 2 and had an older sister Cindy who was 18 months older than me. Never any real issues and just the occasional wet bed.

When I was 5 we got a baby brother Ben. Cindy thought this was great and was always helping mom with the baby when we were not playing together. Me and Cindy were really skinny but Ben was quite chubby. As Ben was getting bigger, mom was getting bigger baby clothes and bigger baby pants to fit Ben.

When I was 6 but nearly 7, me and Cindy were playing house and Cindy had made me the Baby. We were in her room playing and she had decided as I was to be the baby then I needed a nappy. She nipped into Ben’s room to get one and some nappy pins. Cindy then got me to take my shorts off and told me

“lie down on the nappy” which she pulled up over my pants and pinned it in to place. It was a bit loose and was sliding off which we found hysterical.

With all the noise we were making, mom came up with Ben to see what we were doing. Seeing the nappy sliding off my bum, mom also started laughing with us and started to tell Cindy she hadn’t done it right and she would show her. Mom put Ben down then went into Ben’s room and came back with a clean nappy and another pair of baby pants.

Mom then told me to lie down and lay Ben down too and told Cindy to copy her. Mom pulled Ben’s baby pants off then unpinned his wet nappy and pulled it from under him. Cindy unpinned the nappy I was wearing and pulled it from under me. Mom said I don’t need underpants if I’ve got a nappy on so they came off too. Mom took the clean nappy and folded it in half then lifted Ben up and slid it under him. Pulled the rest up between his legs and pinned each side with left over material stuffed down the front. Cindy then took the nappy I had been wearing and did the same. Not so much left over to be stuffed down the front but it was pinned tightly round me.

Mom then started telling Cindy that babies need baby pants too that will stop everything getting wet when they do a wee. Mom then got Ben’s baby pants back on him and pulled them up his legs and over his nappy. She then got him to stand up while she pulled the baby pants up fully and made sure that nothing was sticking out. Cindy then took the clean pair of baby pants and pulled them up my legs and over the nappy. Cindy then stood me up and made sure nothing was sticking out. I then sat on the floor to play with Ben while mom and Cindy were talking about babies and nappies.

Mom said

“let’s all go down stairs then and have a drink and some biscuits” to which we all gladly agreed. Once downstairs, mom made the drinks and gave Cindy a glass of pop, she gave Ben his baby bottle with some squash in it and then gave me another baby bottle with squash in it. I tried to complain why I didn’t get pop like Cindy but mom just said

“babies get squash and you are a baby today”.

Biscuits and pop finished, me, Cindy and Ben went out to play in the garden. Cindy was wearing her dress but all me and Ben was wearing was our T-shirts and nappies. Mom had set up a play tent outside for us and we were playing in there and running about and swinging on the swing.

Me and Ben had gone into the tent and he was sitting on my legs when I felt as his nappy was getting warmer. I told Cindy and she came in and said

“yes it would as he has just wet his nappy”. Cindy then she would be back in a sec as she needed a wee too and ran off into the house. I was also needing a wee now so me and Ben started to walk to the house. Mom was sitting on the patio reading her book and seeing us coming up the garden asked us

“have you finished playing then”. I said

“no, I need a wee” but mom just laughed. She said

“come here” so I walked over to her and she started tickling me just as Cindy came back out. She looked aghast and said

“Gary’s wet his nappy”.

“I know” said mom, “I thought he might and that is why he has his baby pants on”. Mom stopped tickling me as I realised what I done and was initially worried that it had gone too far but mom said its only a bit wet so carry on playing.

Me and Cindy ran off back down the garden and into the tent to start playing with our toys in there.

This became our favourite game to play and I seemed to spend most of the summer holiday wearing a nappy and baby pants. Cindy even made sure I went to bed wearing my nappy a few times. I always took full advantage of it too and spent more time in a wet nappy than I did dry pants. In secret though. I was also putting a nappy on myself whenever I could and not saying anything. This lead to where I wanted the full experience and decided I wanted to fill my nappy too just like Ben still does sometimes, just to experience what it felt like. I was about 9 by now and Ben was 4. We were sharing a bedroom so the nappies and baby pants were on the side in my room. Ben was no longer in nappies in the day but still wore them to bed or if we were going out anywhere for a while. His baby pants were now bigger so I was still able to fit in them. I wore them to bed quite often and just put them in the nappy bucket the following morning and nobody was any the wiser.

I got up one morning in the holidays and had gone down to watch telly with my nappy on under my PJ’s and was drinking a glass of milk. When I felt the need for the poop. I considered for a moment then just let go, I was lying on the floor and filling my nappy and I loved it.

I rolled over and sat up squishing it. Oh wow. Then mom walked in. Oh shit, literally.

She had brought Ben down as well and sniffed the air, she leant over Ben and sniffed, she then turned to me and said

“I think you ought to have a shower this morning as we are going out in a bit.”, I got up and almost ran up the stairs and locked my self in the bathroom. I peeled my baby pants off and then sat on the floor and peeled my nappy off. I dumped what I could in the loo but I was still caked so I took my baby pants and nappy in the shower and cleaned off. I wrung the nappy out then put it and the baby pants in the nappy bucket. Now cleaned off and with my towel wrapped round went back to my room with my pyjamas. Mom was in our room as I went in, she was putting a nappy on Ben and was just pulling up his baby pants. On my bed was my shorts and a T-shirt along with a nappy and baby pants. I stopped, I looked at the nappy on my bed, I looked at mom, I looked back at the nappy on my bed, I looked back at mom and she giggled and then said

“just let me finish getting Ben ready and then I’ll sort you” and I just stood frozen and staring “look I know you wear a nappy to bed most nights as I can count them in the nappy bucket. I know you still wet at night as I have checked you when I come to bed late and you are quite often already wet. I have a deal with Ben and had the same deal with you when you were 2 that if all your poopies go in the loo then you can have pants on in the day. A poopy nappy means a nappy all day. Now Ben went poopy in his nappy last night and you went poopy in your nappy this morning so you are both in nappies for the day. OK”

“it’s not my nappy, they are Ben’s nappies.” I replied

“well I thought that too but it’s your nappy when you use it, whether its wees or poops and if you want to do wees and poops in a nappy then it’s OK, I’ll let you wear a nappy. Wouldn’t want accidents in pants because that is a lot more work for me. OK. Can we get your nappy on now?”

[thedman]

Would be nice if you maybe didn't post 10 short stories at once, kinda hard to even start to get into one.

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Any more for this story?

 

[Rabbitnappies76]

Another interesting story that brings back memories of my own childhood experiences, and desires.