Mom only needed to supervise Billy he could do most of the job sense he was dry again this morning. She watched him pull his pajamas off then he pulled the tapes off his dry diaper. He quickly pulled on his own big boy underwear.
I heard mom tell Billy this makes nineteen dry nights in a row for you Billy. Looks like you will be a big boy and not need those baby diapers. She told him to put a star on his chart. I looked at his bedwetting chard with no wet marks on it. Mom had given up on my bedwetting years ago so I did not need a bedwetting chart she knew mine was always WET. I remember her telling me I have never had a day night in my life so why even try keeping a chart it would be full of big “W’s”.
Wetting the bedwetting did not bother me because I liked diapers. That’s why it was no big deal for me to be changing Timmy’s messy diaper I have doing it all of Timmy’s life. This morning I found that Timmy had just messed a little dap of poop and no pee. I had him cleaned up in just a few minutes ready for a clean diaper. I was wondering what a large load of poop would feel in a diaper if I had one on. Timmy asked me if he could go potty but I was dreaming about wearing a diaper and did not hear him he asked his question. Then he asked again louder as I put his diaper under his bottom bringing me back out of my daydream. I asked mom to lift him off the table he thinks he is a big boy using the potty.
I watched Timmy walk to the step stool in his bathroom next to his room. Then I heard him let a very long stream of pee out he must have peed a gallon. Then he giggled after he farted. He asked me for a baby wipe a few seconds later. I watched him wiped his own butt. He stood up naked and said he was a big boy now. Mom put him back on the changing table and I had just finished taping a clean dry diaper on him.
Billy was finished dressing himself. Mom told me to take Billy to eat breakfast while she helps Timmy get ready for daycare. As I left the room I saw mom ripping off the diaper I had just put on Timmy thinking he must have wet his diaper already.
Billy and I were eating our cereal when mom and Timmy came in the kitchen smiling saying me going to be a big boy now. Mom sat Timmy in his highchair dressed just like Billy and put the tray in front of him. Mom told me Timmy is wearing Pull-ups today sense he did a big pee pee and poop in the potty like a big boy. We all ate our breakfast and when everyone was finished mom told me the chores I needed to do today. She told me to do the dishes, clean up the kitchen and dump the stinky diaper pail. She told me that those were my daily jobs every day.
She told me to be good and not go anywhere or do dangerous things, most of all stay in the yard. We lived out in the country far away from other houses there was no place for me to go anyway. I watched them drive away down the dusty country road.
I went back to the house and did the dishes and put them away. Then went to my room to take a shower and get some clothes on.
My Diapered Life Begins Again Scene 7
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Life and Death Choices Made Casually Scene 33
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The Witches Next Door Scene 23
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Lil Lilly Scene 26
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Circumstances Scene 113
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Dante’s Infanzia Scene 48
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Ellen’s Visitor Scene 93
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Alvin in the First Scene 99
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The Day’s of his Lives Scene 27
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