“I suggest you cooperate with Stacy to avoid being spanked in front of the middle aged lady,” Joy said as the last word.
Breakfast of hot oatmeal with fruit is finished and the dishes are done by the time the doorbell rings. It is Stacy with her pink Happy Nappy diaper delivery van. She is invited inside where Sue joins them after putting the clothes in the dryer.
“You must be Tim the older boy who started wetting the bed again,” Stacy said to Tim, “I have a solution to your problem.”
“Yes mamm, mother just told me what’s going on this morning,” Tim replied with a red face, “I don’t want any nappies mamm,”
“Apparently you want a spanking over my knees,” Joy scolded Tim, “You have no choice about this baby.” “Stacy will fit you in the correct size diaper this morning.”
“Ok mom but I don’t like this at all,” Tim objected once again.
Stacy laid a diaper mat on the carpet in the living room. She has what she thinks will be the perfect size diaper for Tim. If not she has a few other sizes in the truck ready to wear.
“You will need to get undressed first Tim,” Stacy instructed.
Tim’s mind is blown by what is taking place. He is hesitant to get naked in front of mom, sister, and a strange lady. He is about to be fitted in cloth diapers at the age of 19. Eventually Tim undresses although he is quite embarrassed.
“I have seen many nude males and females,” Stacy said, “To me you are just overgrown toddlers.”
“Your sister and I have seen you naked before and changed your diapers back when you were 5 years old,” mother pointed out.
With only his white briefs on Tim laid on the diaper mat hoping he can be fitted this way. Stacy kneels down and lays out some diaper rash cream and baby powder. She sets a small stack of the pinked edge cloth diapers next to Tim. Stacy puts 3 of what she calls nappies together in a pile.
The nappies are 20” x 32” after washing and drying. They are thick and absorbent especially with 3 layered together. The pinked edge white diapers are just like a baby or toddler wears only bigger. A pair of milky white plastic panties are laid out in an adult size small. Stacy is ready to diaper Tim but the briefs are coming off first.
“Sorry but you don’t wear briefs under a diaper,” Stacy said quickly removing Tim’s briefs.
Tim instinctively covers his private parts with his hands. Stacy slaps his hands and makes Tim get them out of the way. She starts by grabbing both of Tim’s ankles and lifting his bottom. The diaper stack is put in place and Tim lowered back down. Stacy lifts again to apply diaper rash cream and baby powder.
“No need to be so embarrassed,” Stacy said, “anyone who wets the bed needs diapers.” “I hear you have day accidents too.”
“No mamm, I don’t wet my pants,” Tim said, “just the bed.”