When you wake with a full bladder, it takes just a moment to remember your nappied state. It was easier to go this time, but still harder than when you had been up and about. You’re not really sure why, perhaps it was because you were lying down in a place you knew you weren’t supposed to go?

Cuddling up to Bow Kid, it takes a few stops and starts to relax and fill your nappy. Soon, with a swollen nappy between your legs, you drift back off to sleep again. The next time you wake, you are aware of light peeking from behind your curtains, before Bow Kid’s bright eyes stare back at you. You smile back.

“Good sleep?” she asks.

“Ah-huh,” you reply. “Wanna watch TV?”

Soon the pair of you are one your stomachs in front of the TV, clad in only a t-shirt and a nappy each. You sigh softly as you wet again. It’s strange to do it lying on your belly, the warm liquid feeling almost like it might run up your front onto the carpet, but your nappy greedily sucks the liquid up.

Looking over, your can see your friend’s nappied bottom. She looks cute like that. But, remembering you weren’t going to be changed into another nappy you frown. You don’t really want to be out of a nappy; this was nice — it was nice to be looked after.

Distracted by the TV, you push the thought out of your mind and soon mum gets up. She smiles at the both of you as she steps into the lounge room

“How would you two like pancakes for breakfast?”

Both you and Bow Kid brighten.

“Yay!” you call out enthusiastically.

Bow kid giggles, smiling the whole way.

“Yep! Pancakes sound amazing!” she agrees.

“With that sort of enthusiasm, I am sure you will enjoy them,” says mum with a laugh.

Mum looks pensive for a moment.

“Why don’t you two come through and I’ll show you how to make the batter?””

T_T_T

Bow Kid audibly yawns mid batter mixing. She covers he mouth as she does, transferring some batter from her hand onto her cheek. You almost miss mum’s slightly concerned look as Bow Kid does so.

“Now, the stove is hot, so I’m going to do most of the cooking,” mum explains. “But we might be able to let you two do some flipping if you want.”

“You’ve got pancake mix on your,” you say as the pair of you sit at the kitchen table.

“Huh? Where?”

Giggling, you reach out and wipe it from Bow Kid’s cheek.

“See?” you say, holding your hand out.

Bow Kid giggles.

“You’ve got some in your hair,” she replies.

“Where?” you ask, your hands beginning to pat your hair.

As the frying pan begins to sizzle, mum looks at both of you before grabbing a paper towel and wetting it slightly under the tap and walking over.

“Lets get it off you,” says mum kindly.

You haven’t found the pancake batter yet, but mum spots it in no time on your hair around shoulder level. You sit there, letting mum wipe it out.

“We don’t want it on the couch later, do we?”

“Nope!” you quickly reply, knowing how boring cleaning was.

“There’s still a bit on your cheek, sweetie,” says mum, turning to Bow Kid.

Bow kid wipes her face with her hand, but misses the batter. So as your mum approaches her with the wet paper towel, she lets her wipe it off.

It takes only a few minutes for the pancakes to start stacking up on a plate next to the stove. Mum asks you to get some plates and cutlery, and Bow Kid jumps up to help out.

“Want to try flip some?” mum asks as you set the plates on the table.

“Okay,” you reply. You look at Bow Kid encouragingly. “Wanna go first?”

Mum pushes your footstool with her foot up to the stove. Normally you weren’t allowed to use the stove, but mum was here so that was okay. Hopping up (there was only space for one), bow kid watches as mum pours out some more batter. Even though you can see it very well without the footstool, it smells amazing. Bow kid watches the pancake cook.

“Alright, so first you’ve got to slip the spatula under it, making sure the pancake doesn’t stick to it, and then give it a little wiggle to make sure it’s not stuck to the pan,” mum explains, handing spatula over. “Give it a shot.”

Bow Kid slips the spatula under as instructed before glancing at mum for instructions. Then Bow Kid yawns again, covering her mouth with her free hand. Mum barely reacts before she keeps talking, Bow Kid blinking up happily at her.

“Next, you’ve got to lift and twist. But you can’t go too slowly or the batter on top will run, and if you go too fast, you’ll fling batter everywhere. You’ve also got to make the pancake land in the same place. Got it?”

“Ah-huh,” Bow Kid replies agreeably.

“Alrighty then. On three — three, two, one!”

Bow Kid flips the pancake before peering into the pan expectantly.

“It’s a bit… weird,” she replies neutrally.

“It’s certainly pretty good for a first attempt,” mum comments.

Bow Kid smiles in response.

T_T_T

With lots of maple syrup and butter, the pancakes are incredible. Like, really good, you think. To your side, Bow Kid seems to also be enjoying the sweet and buttery goodness. Bow Kid is on her second or third pancake when she yawns for the third time. Mum doesn’t hide her concern.

“Sleep well?” she asks.

“Ah huh,” Bow Kid replies agreeably before putting another bit of pancake in her mouth.

“I hope you two didn’t stay up all night playing,” says mum slightly scoldingly. “I did say you both needed plenty of sleep.”

“We didn’t,” Bow Kid quickly replies, followed by your nods a few moments later.

Mum is slightly sceptical as she goes back to eating. She looks to be in thought and when she finishes her meal looks slightly hesitant.

“Sweetie,” she starts with, directed at Bow Kid. “I hope you don’t take this the wrong way, but if you’re still sleepy, it might be best to keep you in a nappy, just for another day.”

Looking slightly wide eyes, you share a glance with Bow Kid who is already blushing. You can’t deny that you really want Bow Kid to say okay , but at the same time, you don’t want her to feel bad about it like yesterday. Though she did say she liked the idea… sort of. Either way, you don’t want her saying yes just because you want it. You want Bow Kid to be happy too.

“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” mum tries to console her, “but it would be awful to see you have another accident because you fell asleep.” Mum glances at you. “And no one here is going to think badly of you for saying yes.”

Bow Kid squirms slightly in her seat, looking a bit uncertain. But as she glances at you, she appears to make up her mind.

“O-okay,” she agrees.

Mum gives her a slightly sad smile.

“It will be okay, and it’s just for one more day.”

T_T_T

“Now, I’ve got to go into work for a few hours, and then we’ve got to do some shopping,” mum explained as she finished nappying both you and Bow Kid after your showers. “Afterwards, we might be able to do something like go to the park.”

You had wanted to do some more things on Bow Kid’s cardigan.

“Can we bring some things?” you ask. “Like the sewing stuff and the fabric?”

Bow Kid catches on to what you intend and perks up slightly.

“Sure can,” mum replies. “You’ll have to keep it down though; other people will be working and they might not like a lot of noise.”

You and Bow Kid quickly agree as mum leaves you to get some clothes on. Bow Kid quickly grabs a blue dress and a white t-shirt from her bag of clothes, wearing the t-shirt under the thin shoulder straps of her dress. It looks cute, you think as you dig through your wardrobe.

It’s not as warm as yesterday, but it is still warm, so you think about a sundress or even some shorts, but worrying about people seeing your nappy rules out the shorts, and after some though, you worry about your nappy slipping down in your dress. But soon you spot something else: you knee-length dungarees. They’ll keep your nappy up and are high enough to hide it from sight. So, grabbing your black and white stripy tee, you throw it and your dungarees on.

“Does it look good?” Bow Kid asks.

You don’t even have to think about it.

“Yep,” you immediately reply. “It looks really good.”

Bow Kid brightens at your words.

“What about me?”

Smiling, Bow Kid looks you up and down.

“That’s cute,” she comments with a smile.

There’s a knock on the door a few minutes later.

“All ready?” mum asks, poking her head in.

You’ve just finished your shoes and Bow Kid is gathering up the things she needs for her cardigan.

“Maybe we need a bag for all the stuff?” you say.

“Let me grab some shopping bags then,” mum replies.

Once in the car, mum checks that both of you are all buckled up properly before starting the car and backing out. Mum normally works from home during the holidays, but somethings she had to go in. During school term she mostly goes in while you’re at school.

In your nappy, the strap that goes up between your legs feels a bit stranger, but it’s not uncomfortable. Really, your car seat is pretty much the same, except for the dry padding. You share a smile with Bow Kid as mum makes the twenty minutes or so drive. Once there she parks in the mostly empty car park and leads you inside. Then it’s up an elevator and down a corridor.

“Now, I’ll be here most of the time, but I might leave for a bit. I won’t be long and if there’s trouble ask anyone around for help. Okay?”

You nod in understanding as mum starts her computer and you and Bow Kid unbag the sewing stuff on the carpet of her office. When you first feel the need to go about twenty minutes later, you barely think about it before filling your nappy. You can feel it swell under your slightly tight dungarees.

Mum disappears a few times, usually only for a few minutes, as the cardigan comes together. By the time it’s done, mum looks about ready to go.

“Oh — wow, that’s very good, you two,” mum compliments as Bow Kid poses in her new cardigan.

Bow Kid looks wonderful pleased with the cardigan and the compliment.

It’s a bit warm to wear properly now, but in a few months, it will be autumn and Bow Kid can wear it loads. She does and will look super cute in it.

“Now, do you two need a change?” mum asks, looking between the two of you.

You’re pretty sure your nappy could last a bit more; you’d only gone in it twice.

“Maybe?” you reply.

“Yeah,” Bow Kid says.

Mum grabs your arms and turns you around, paying your bottom.

“You can probably do with a change, too,” declares mum.

Still, as you glance about, you spot the slightly open door of mum’s office, looking at it with worry. Mum smile faintly, closing the door with a snap.

“Don’t worry, it will be fine to change here,” she reassures you.

Mum gets two fresh nappies from her bag as Bow Kid lays down on the carpet. Pulling her dress up, you can see Bow Kid’s nappy is obviously wet, making you wonder if your nappy is the same. In no time at all, she’s in a dry nappy, leaving you to get changed.

In your dungarees, it’s a slightly more difficult process. Mum undoes the shoulder straps for you and pulls your dungarees down around your ankles so as not to have get your shoes off too. Then, as you hold your legs up above you, mum gets your wet nappy off and a dry nappy under you, slipping the front of the nappy between your thighs. You put your legs down so she can tape you up, before pulling you up and pulling your dungarees up over your clean nappy.

After doing the shoulder straps up, mum gives you a small smile, brushing your hair off your shoulders before planting a kiss on your cheek.

“There, all dry,” she proclaims, her hands on your upper arms.

Suddenly, mum looks off to the side at Bow Kid. You follow suit.

“Something the matter, sweetie?” she asks with concern.

“N-no,” Bow Kid stammers out, looking away.

“Do you want a hug and a kiss too?”

Bow Kid’s eyes widen slightly as she looks at your mum, before looking away, squirming awkwardly.

“It’s okay to want a kiss and a hug — especially if you’re missing your mum, sweetheart.”

Bow Kid looks slightly embarrassed by what mum figured out, but sinks into your mum’s chest when she pulls her into a hug. It’s really sad to hear, so you stand by, ready to hug your friend too. When mum releases Bow Kid, she gives the girl a comforting smile before planting a kiss on her forehead.

“Feel free to ask for a hug at any time, sweetheart,” mum tells her.

Bow Kid nods in acceptance before you pull her into a tight hug too. You try to tell Bow Kid how much you love and care for her though the contact. Once you’re done, you kiss her on her cheek — and hug her again. When you finally separate, Bow Kid is wet eyed and smiling at you.

T_T_T

Both of you can just squeeze onto the front of the trolley as mum pushes it around the supermarket. There are loads of different things to get, but early on, mum stops by the drinks section.

“Now, I noticed that both of you probably need to drink some more,” mum explains, prompting you to look about for anyone listening in as mum reaches for some bottles of water from the shelf. “So, if you drink half a bottle each, I’ll let you have some fizzy drink afterwards. Okay?”

Holding the bottles out, you can see they’re not huge, but they are not small either. Mum might be right though, because it is a bit warm and you hadn’t drunk anything since breakfast.

“Right now?” Bow Kid asks.

“Yep, you can start now. I can still pay for the bottle once we get to the checkout.”

After quickly agreeing, mum lets you pick some fizzy drinks.

“Can I try some of yours later?” Bow Kid asks, looking up from her colourful bottle of a different colour.

You smile, and hum affirmatively.

“As long as I can try some of yours.”

“Of course!”

Eventually, you both get off the trolley and poke around the shelves as mum nearby compares some prices. Squatting down, you grab a glass jar of something. Bow Kid squats next to you to check it out.

“Capers,” Bow Kid says, reading the label.

“I wonder what they are?” You peer through the glass as the olive-green little balls. “Are they fruits or berries or something?”

Suddenly, Bow Kid sighs quietly. Faintly, you can hear the tinkle of liquid. Catching your inquisitive look, she blushes. You giggle and put the jar back on the shelf.

“Someone’s got a wet nappy!” you say quietly but gleefully.

Bow Kid squirms happily.

“Ah-huh,” she agrees.

You stand up and help her up before hugging her.

“Mum, what are capers?” you ask as the three of you move on.

“Capers?” You nod. “They’re a flower bud — from a bush, I believe.”

“Really?” you ask in surprise. “Like, they could have turned into a flower?”

“That’s right. They use them in a lot of Mediterranean cooking.”

“Weird,” you say. Not that weird is bad. “Being weird is okay though.”

Mum quietly laughs.

“Yes, it’s okay to be a bit weird,” she agrees.

You smile reassuringly at Bow Kid.

T_T_T

“How about we head to the park?” mum asks. “The big one with the tunnels and wooden fort.”

Your face lights up when you realise what park mum is talking about. You glance at Bow Kid, but she does not share the same recognition.

“You don’t know about it?” you ask before ploughing on. “There’s a giant wooden fort with walls and towers, and then there’s a maze but it’s made from big pipes all joined together!”

“Wait, really?” Bow Kid replies with surprise.

“Yeah, it’s amazing! ”

Mum is smiling back at you from the front seat.

“It’s all true,” mum says, laughter tinging her voice. “But first, we’ve got to get the shopping home and into the fridge.”

You keep telling Bow Kid about the amazing park all the way home. Once there, you and Bow Kid help mum carry the bags into the house and then mum makes a quick lunch for the three of you.

You’re bouncing the get out the door and into the car when mum asks, “Do you want to use the toilet before we go? I’m sure you both could do with a change, too.”

You think for a moment as mum leads the two of you to the lounge room. Maybe you could if you tried? But you didn’t feel like you needed to go, and besides, that just delays going to the park. You’re sure you could wait, and there is a loo at the park if you really need to go.

You shake your head.

“I’m good.”

Bow Kid nods too as you lay down on the rug for a clean nappy.

T_T_T

Perhaps you weren’t good.

Almost the moment you were out of the car, Bow Kid looked torn between the wooden castle and the mount of dirt that houses the pipe maze. Eventually, the sight of the wooden fort temped her too much, so you had followed her over to it. Climbing to the top, you could see mum was sitting at a park bench, reading her book. When she looked up and spotted you, you waved at her and she waved back.

“Can we be knights and princesses at the same time?” Bow Kid asks.

You didn’t see why not.

“Sure we can!”

You did think Bow Kid looked more the princess in her dress, but that didn’t stop her from waving around a sword and fighting baddies. Well, it was actually a stick, but it worked as a sword.

There was no one else at the park at the moment, so after a daring escape from the castle dungeons, you and Bow Kid climbed to the highest tower of the castle to fight the evil king. But when you finally defeated all his minions, you discovered that he had already escaped with the crown!

“We’ve got to go to the labyrinth!” you declare.

Hand in hand, you and Bow Kid charge out of the castle and into the maze. The swords were a bit long for the tunnels, so you left them by the entrance as you climbed in. The concrete pipes were worn smooth from so many people climbing through them over the years. The air too was slightly cooler than outside.

“Left or right?” you ask over your shoulder.

“Lets go right,” Bow Kid says.

So, you do, scrambling through the tunnels. You make several more turns and then it’s up a slope to the light. Standing up you find yourself on top of the mound that house the maze — the labyrinth. So, you and Bow Kid fought the evil king, and after a long battle, defeated him, ending his reign of terror.

“So, are we queens now?” Bow Kid asked as the two of you sat in the cool tunnels together.

“I guess,” you say, pondering the question.

You look at Bow Kid and find her smiling widely. Her smile is infectious as your own smile grows.

“We can be queens together!” says Bow Kid, laughing giddily.

You laugh along with her as Bow Kid cuddles up to you.

Bow Kid makes a happy hum, her head leaning against yours. Tired from all the running about, you happily cuddle for a while, but eventually, you feel your bowels begin to stir. Your nappy isn’t exactly dry, so you don’t need to do any other business at the toilets, but you do need to take care of other stuff.

Bow Kid looks slightly disappointed when you get up, to which you return an apologetic smile.

“Sorry, gotta go to the toilet.”

Bow Kid looks confused for a moment, before going, “Oh!” and following you.

Getting out of the dark tunnel, you blink in the sunlight, looking for the block of toilets in the park, before quickly spotting the brick building where the play park bordered the sports field. Looking the other way, you can see mum is still reading her book.

You weren’t really sure you needed mum’s help with this, and besides, she did ask you if you needed to use the loo earlier, and you had said no. Asking her might betray the fact you knew you probably should have gone earlier.

Bow Kid gives you a curious look at your hesitance before taking your hand. As you walk over to the loos, you can feel your body working, your insides moving in anticipation. But as you approach the toilet block, you realise it smells pretty awful and inside it’s even worse. Bow Kid waits outside.

The first cubical is… disgusting and clearly someone has tried to flush something down it that wasn’t supposed to be flushed. In the next cubical there was… something on the seat. In the last cubical, there were spiders’ webs, lots of spiders’ webs — so many you knew it just wasn’t a good idea, even if you could somehow get rid of them because of all the hiding places.

So, squirming uncomfortably, you left. Bow Kid knew you couldn’t be finished already and clearly was wondering why.

“It’s… really grotty,” you admit uncomfortably.

“Oh,” Bow Kid replied with a frown. She looked about for a moment. “Maybe the boys are okay?” She shrugs. “There’s no one else about.”

You agree and go around the block to the other side, but it’s actually worse than the girls’ toilets.

“Eew,” says Bow Kid loudly, having followed you in this time. “That’s gross.”

It was gross, and you really needed to go now.

To your surprise, Bow Kid hugs you. When she pulls back, she looks a bit sad.

“I d-don’t mind if you go in your nappy,” she says, slightly embarrassedly. “You promised you’d be okay if I messed my nappy, so I promise it will be okay, too.”

Remembering what you said yesterday, you knew you had promised Bow Kid that. Still, while it was nice that she was okay with that, it was still embarrassing — not to mention you worried what mum would say.

“Lets go to the playground,” suggested Bow Kid before you could make up your mind. She smiles hopefully. “Do you want to race?”

You didn’t want to think about your impending messy accident, so you agree. Bow Kid is off before you even finish saying the word and you’re quickly after her. Bow Kid is laughing as she looks behind at you and as she reaches the playground between the fort and the tunnels, quickly climbs the rope ladder up to the second level.

“I’m queen of the castle!” she declares at the top.

“I thought we were both queens?” you ask as you catch up.

Bow Kid giggles.

“Nope, you’re a princess now, ‘cus I’m queen!”

You laugh with her, trying not to think about it as you uncomfortably squirm. Bow Kid doesn’t miss the motion. A comforting smile on her face, she steps up and hugs you.

“If you go, then it won’t be super uncomfortable anymore,” she reassures you. “Then you won’t have to worry about it, and then we can go back to playing.”

It does sounds nice, you think, as your bowels move uncomfortably again. Still, you give Bow Kid a worried look. She smiles back and takes you hand. It helps you make up your mind.

Not sure what to do, you decide to do what feels right, which means you slowly squat. Almost immediately, you can feel the mess trying to escape you. Slightly uncomfortably, you clench to stop it, your brain telling you should be pooping here , but you doubt you could hold for long anyway.

Red faced, you look at Bow Kid who is squatting next to you, her hand still in yours. She’s politely looking away, unbothered by what you were about to do. So, you closed your eyes and started to push.

Straining only slightly, the mess easily began to leave you. It was way different to going on a toilet, as the mess quickly hit the padding of your nappy, and contained by your dungarees, the nappy didn’t give, so quickly the mess began to go up and down and slowly spread across your bottom.

Pausing a moment, you look at Bow Kid. She was now watching you, and having been caught she blushes and looks away again. It’s slightly embarrassing, but you trust Bow Kid with everything and know she’s just curious. You can’t think about it much though as you feel the rest moving, ready to come out. You push again.

As you finish, you wiggle slightly still crouched down. You can feel the mess move a bit, but it feels like it’s making your nappy stick to your bottom. Tentatively, you reach behind yourself and can feel that your nappy feels different, almost sticky. Shaking slightly, you stand up.

Bow Kid quickly hugs you as you squirm, feeling the mess packed on your bottom.

“That okay?” she asks over your shoulder.

There’s a moment as you think. It doesn’t feel bad, but it does smell a bit. It’s also embarrassing. Still, you knew Bow Kid didn’t mind. It was nice to have all those worries evaporate.

“It doesn’t feel bad,” you say.

Bow Kid hugs you more tightly for a moment and then slips out from you hug. She giggles.

“It’s a bit smelly,” she says with a laugh, smiling at you.

It’s slightly embarrassing, you realise as you blush more firmly. Suddenly Bow Kid is hugging you again.

“But that’s okay!”

T_T_T

Laughing along with Bow Kid, you race after her.

It felt a little different to run with a messy nappy, but once you got past that you barely think about it.

“Nope, I’m gonna get there first!” you declare as you slowly gain ground. Bow Kid’s laughter suggests that she does not agree with you.

As the wooden castle grows closer, you’re not sure you’ll make it there first, but Bow Kid seems to slow during the last stretch and you beat her by just a little bit.

Red faced, you declare, “It’s mine now!”

“But I’m inside the castle!” Bow Kid replies, just as red faced. “You’ll have to defeat me!”

After a short battle which no one won because of the inopportune arrival of an evil dragon, you and Bow Kid head back to the playground. Feeling slightly tired now, you both get on the swings. Your messy nappy shifts as you take a seat. It feels strange, but you don’t think about it much as you and Bow Kid start to swing together, playing a game of getting high and higher than the other.

Soon you spot your mum get up from her seat — her closed book in her hand — and start to walk toward you. You suddenly start to worry, wondering what she will say about the fact you messed your nappy. Part of you thought it was silly, because that’s what your nappy is for, but the other part felt you were supposed to be bigger than that, even though the toilet had been really grotty.

“It’s okay,” says Bow Kid, surprising you at your side, her abandoned swing still moving a bit.

You give her a worried look.

“Your mummy will understand,” she says resolutely.

You give Bow Kid a trace of a smile at her certainty. It feels reassuring.

“Is something the matter?” mum asks as she approaches, her voice laced with concern.

You squirm slightly uncomfortably, despite Bow Kid’s reassuring hand.

“The toilets were really grotty,” you start with.

“Ah huh,” Bow kid adds in agreement.

You don’t want to say the words as mum looks at you curiously. You look away, very conscious of the mess in your nappy. Mum sniffs, now close enough to probably tell. She hums neutrally.

“So, you went in your nappy?” she asks.

Blushing furiously, you nod.

Mum sighs, squatting down to you level. Smilingly slightly sadly, she asks, “How bad were they?”

Before you can answer, Bow Kid chimes in.

“There was poop on some of the seats,” she explained and you nodded. “One was filled with spider’s webs.”

Mum’s eyebrows go up at the explanation.

“We even looked in the boys toilets; it was the same,” you say quietly.

Mum suddenly hugs you.

“Well, that makes sense,” she says. “I was a bit surprised you went in your nappy, but that explains it.”

Things suddenly feel a lot better now you know mum isn’t mad about it.

Separating, mum hums, clearly thinking.

“I don’t think I’ve got enough wet wipes to clean you up here,” she continues. “I’ve only got a little travel pack with me. We’ll have to get you home to get cleaned up.” Mum looks at apologetically at Bow Kid. “It might smell a bit.”

“That’s okay,” Bow Kid replies.

Walking back to the car, mum helps you climb up into your seat and does your buckles up for you. You can feel your mess move under you as you do. On the other side, Bow Kid climbs up herself and does her buckles, but mum checks them anyway to be sure. Starting the engine, she puts the windows down and starts the drive home.

Sitting there, you come to decide that a messy nappy isn’t really bad. It’s smelly, but otherwise you barely have to think about it. You find yourself thinking that next time, it would be nice to not worry about finding a toilet or bothering with that stuff, and that you might be able to just go in your nappy and keep playing.

You hope you could be so worry free. It seems nice to not have to worry about that sort of stuff.

T_T_T

Your nappy feels heavy as mum helps you get your dungarees off. She lays down a towel for you to lie on and then starts to clean you up. It takes a lot longer than usual before she can slip a dry, clean nappy under you and tapes you up securely. As you get up, mum carefully bags your used nappy. You take a seat on the couch and wait for Bow Kid to get changed. Only being wet, it doesn’t take long.

“Want to play some games?” you ask.

Bow Kid seems to light up as she adjusts her dress over her nappy.

“Yep!” Bow Kid quickly replies.

Soon you have the console out and set up. Mum warns you that you can only spend a few hours playing video games, but you barely think about that.

In the hot weather, you don’t bother putting your dungarees back on, instead just playing games in your nappy and t-shirt. Mum even lets you drink the soft drink she had bought you earlier as long as you made sure to do the cap up between drinks so you don’t get any on the carpet.

“Wanna swap?” Bow kid asks, holding her bottle up.

You remembered wanting to try some of her orange-coloured drink.

“Yeah, sure!”

Giving it a sip, it was fizzy and really fruity, sort of like oranges and mangoes and pineapples, all mixed together. It’s pretty good. Soon you need to use your nappy, going before you even really think about it. Sitting on your knees, the now warm plastic cover of your nappy against your calves is strange.

As you finish a round, you glance at Bow Kid. She seems like she’s thinking and at the same time looks slightly nervous.

“Are you okay?” you ask.

Bow Kid jump slightly, almost surprised you had noticed her thinking.

“Oh — um —” She squirms slightly from her cross-legged position on the floor. “I didn’t want you to feel bad about your messy nappy.” Bow Kid blushed, her voice dropping as she leaned closer to you. “So, I was thinking about going in my nappy too.”

You blink in surprise as you feel pleasurably warm inside. It’s really nice that Bow Kid doesn’t want you to feel left out. That said, Bow Kid doesn’t need to do this for you. It had been really embarrassing and you didn’t want Bow Kid to hurt like that too.

Bow Kid suddenly looked more worried.

“Is that bad?” she asked in a worried voice.

You’re confused by her sudden change in demeanour for just a moment before you realise Bow Kid misunderstood your expression.

“No!” you quickly say. “It’s okay, I — I just didn’t want you to…” You pause, wondering how to say it. Delaying, you take Bow Kid’s hand. “You don’t have to. It’s really nice you want to make me feel okay, but you don’t have to do that for me.”

Bow Kid blinks in surprise before smiling shyly. Squirms again.

“Maybe I just want to?” she asks.

You smile, trying not to giggle. You kind of just wanted to be able to mess your nappy too and not worry about all that stuff. It’s really nice to be looked after.

“It’s nice to have your mummy look after us,” Bow Kid added, smiling but clearly blushing furiously.

You can’t help but giggle, dropping your control before leaning over to hug Bow Kid.

“Yeah,” you agree. “And it would be super cool to not have to worry about this stuff.”

Bow Kid hums agreeably over your shoulder.

Slipping out of the hug, you turn back to your game. As you play another round, Bow Kid uncrosses her legs and sits on her knees, her bum off the ground. She squirms slightly and you wonder if she’s about to go, but before the round is over, she seems to refocus on the game.

You stop thinking about it and turn back to the game. Bow Kid has got the upper hand and is pummelling you when suddenly she draws a sharp breath. In the several seconds it takes to register to you, you’ve managed to pull you character up from the ledge and jump over Bow Kid’s character. Bow Kid should have easily won that, you thought as you tried to share a smile with her, but instead Bow Kid is still, her face blushed.

“Are… you okay?” you worriedly ask.

She gasps, and with wet eyes gives you a shrug. Setting your controller down, you suddenly realise that she needs to go really bad. You try to give her a reassuring smile and try to take her hand. She lets go of her controller with her hand closest to yours and lets you.

“You were…” you start, trying to remember the words. “You were right about it being way better to just go,” you tell her, desperately trying to reassure you friend.

Wetly, Bow Kid nods, a small smile on her face. You hug her for several seconds before there’s another gasp.

“Okay,” she agrees with a small sniffle.

Leaning against you, her hand in yours, she spreads her knees slightly and sits up a bit more so her bum is off her calves. She talks several deep breaths before doing her business. You can hear her nappy crinkle and soon your can smell it a bit. It’s not a nice smell, but you can definitely put up with it for her.

After a minute or two she relaxes, sagging against you slightly. You look up and give her a small smile.

“All done?”

She gives you a small smile and nods, and then you pull her into a hug. Bow Kid moves slightly gingerly for a moment before stilling. Then she twists slightly, her legs slipping out from under her and sitting on her nappy. You’re still hugging her, Bow Kid’s face against your t-shit, as you realise you barely think about the smell anymore. It’s there if you think about it, but it barely matters.

“I feel silly now,” Bow Kid says, her voice muffled by your t-shirt. You’re not sure what she means. “I shouldn’t worry about my nappy.”

You almost agree with her, but you don’t want to call her silly when she’s sad like this.

“Then I was silly,” you say, before adding, “When we were at the park.”

Bow Kid looks up at you, her lips pursed. You can see she agrees, but doesn’t want to agree.

“We were both silly,” she eventually says.

You laugh, and after a few moments, Bow Kid giggles along with you.

T_T_T

You both lie on your stomachs next to each other as you keep playing the game. Mum hasn’t noticed Bow Kid’s messy nappy and you’re sure she doesn’t want to tell your mum just yet. It’s many games later when you hear mum’s phone ring. You wonder if you should get it when it stops and then you can hear mum talking.

You go back to the game and completely forget about it when mum squats down next to the two of you.

“Sweetheart, your mum’s on the phone,” your mum says to Bow Kid, holding the phone out for her.

Bow Kid lights up, abandoning the game to speak to her.

“Mummy…”

You stop paying attention when you feel mum tug the back of your t-shift up and pull back your nappy. Slightly red faced, mum gives you a small smile, clearly finding your nappy check humorous. It’s not something you remember experiencing, but it’s nice mum is watching out for you.

Now she knows your bum is clean, mum reaches over you and pulls Bow Kid’s dress up to expose her nappy. Bow Kid barely pays your mum any mind until she pulls the back of her nappy back and finds her mess. A lull in speaking, she meets your mum’s eyes and blushes. Looking slightly nervous and chewing her lip, you mum smiles kindly at her, a humorous glint in her eyes.

As Bow Kid keeps talking, mum rolls her eyes fondly at you.

“I’ll be back soon,” she tells you quietly.

Without the game to distract you, you lie next to Bow Kid, suddenly feeling a bit exhausted after a long day, and soon you drift off to sleep.

T_T_T

You don’t think you slept for long when you feel Bow Kid move besides you. Opening your eyes, mum lays a towel down and Bow Kid scoots over it.

“Awake, sleepy head?” you mum asks as she notices you stirring. You nod and mum gives you a smile. “I’ll get you changed as well in just a second.”

Bow Kid looks back at you, squirming happily as she sees you awake.

“How long was I asleep?” you ask.

Bow Kid smiles.

“I only finished speaking to mummy a little bit ago.”

“It wasn’t more than thirty minutes,” mum confirms as she folds Bow Kid’s dress up over her.

As mum starts untaping Bow Kid, you shuffle down to her and take her hand.

“You two are very sweet together,” mum says with a smile.

Meeting both of your eyes, there’s something knowing about mum’s smile.

“Let me guess, you didn’t want the other to feel like they were singled out after a messy accident?”

Mum’s explanation is a lot wordier than how you would have described it.

“Yeah,” Bow Kid breaths.

Mum gives her a fond smile as you squirm slightly at how caring your friend is.

“I’m very glad the two of you are such devoted friends,” mum says ash she keeps wiping Bow Kid down. “Bum up, sweetie.”

Mum then pulls the mess nappy out from under her and wipes her down some more, before slipping a clean and dry nappy under her.

“I think I’m going to have to get some powder for your two if you keep this up,” mum says lightly as she tapes Bow Kid up.

She then helps Bow Kid up and smooths out her dress for her. She looks thoughtful before turning to you.

“I hope that messy nappy wasn’t to bad.”

“Nope,” Bow Kid says with a pop, before sitting cross legged next to you head. “It was just a bit embarrassing.” Bow Kid shares a smile with you. “But that’s a bit silly. Hat Kid definitely didn’t mind.”

You nod along with Bow Kid, barely thinking about.

“Oh really?” mum asks.

“Yep!” replies Bow Kid.

“So, a messy nappy isn’t so bad?”

“Nope!” Bow Kid looks thoughtful for a moment. “And then you clean us all up afterwards. That’s really nice!”

Mum laughs lightly as you blush. This skirted quite close to admitting you like being nappied.

“Well, you are a very sweet girl to look after.” Mum looks at you, a smile on her face. “You both are.”

As mum finishes taping you up, she looks down at you curiously.

“So…” Mum pauses, thinking. “How do you two feel about not being in nappies tomorrow morning?”

Mum’s tone is kind but you squirm slightly uncomfortably, a blush creeping up you face. You’re not sure what to say.

“Can we… stay in them?” Bow Kid shyly asks.

Mum gives her a small smile.

“Did you forget that your other friend is coming over tomorrow?”

You blink, processing that, before remembering that you had completely forgotten that Moustache Girl is coming around tomorrow. You had arranged it before Bow Kid stayed over. Both Moustache Girl and Bow Kid were coming to your place — well, Bow Kid was already here, but it didn’t change that. It wasn’t a sleepover, but it was still most of the day.

“Are you worried about being in nappies around her?”

You both squirm, unsure about it. You really wanted to be in a nappy tomorrow, but at the same time you worried about what Moustache Girl will say if she finds out… Then again, isn’t that the same worry Bow Kid had at her first sleepover? She might not even notice… and then, would she care?

You like to think she wouldn’t, because she’s your first best friend, but that small worry is there.

Looking up, you can see Bow Kid chewing her lip. You can tell she really wants to say yes, and so do you. You try to steel your courage, and decide to say it — to say it for her.

“Can we?” you quietly ask.

Mum smiles softly before taking you hand and pulling you upright. She then surprises you by picking you up and placing you in her lap. You cuddle against your mum as she brushes your hair with her fingers.

“You two really like being looked after like this, don’t you?” Mum asks, but not really asking a question.

You squirm in anticipation.

“I certainly haven’t minded looking after the two of you. You’ve both been really sweet and very good for me,” she continues.

Glancing up, you can see that mum looks thoughtful again.

“Okay — I’ll tell you what, you two can stay in nappies until…” She thinks again, before looking at Bow Kid. “Until your mum comes and picks you up, sweetheart.”

The pair of you break out in smiles.

T_T_T

You don’t really need help, but admitting that you like you mum looking after you has prompted her to be more affectionate. So, in the bath before bed, mum shampoos yours and Bow Kid’s heads, despite your attempts to give Bow Kid a bubble beard.

With her hand shielding your eyes, mum then carefully washes the shampoo out of your hair. You don’t play around as mum rinses Bow Kid’s hair as well because you know soap in your eyes hurt a lot.

“Now, I’ll be back in fifteen minutes and then we can get you all ready for bed,” said mum, getting up.

“Okay, mum,” you say.

You catch Bow Kid looking at you curiously before she asks, “Why don’t you call her mummy?”

Mum pauses at the door. Smiling at you, you can tell mum is secretly laughing.

“Well —” You stop.

You remember telling yourself you could be bigger or something… but it seemed a bit silly right now, given you had spent the last few nights in a nappy, and today you had messed your nappy. It didn’t feel big.

Your mum comes back to the tub, crouching down to your level.

“ Oh — I do miss that,” she says with a smile.

You squirm. It does seem like a nice thing to do for her. Glancing at Bow Kid, you can tell from her expectant expression that she thinks it’s a really good idea too. Chewing your lip for a moment, you decide.

“Okay, mummy.”

Mummy smiles at you, before planting a kiss on your forehead.

“I’ll be back soon.”

T_T_T

After drying off and still draped in your towels, mum leads you to your room. Mum sets out two nappies before inspecting the packet.

“We’ll have to get you two some more tomorrow,” she explains. “I’ve got enough here for two-and-a-bit changes.”

Soon, you’re in a clean nappy, and after some PJs and your brush your teeth, you are ready for bed.

“And a goodnight kiss for you too,” mum says, planting a kiss on Bow Kid’s head after tucking you both in.

“Goodnight, Hat Kid’s mummy,” says Bow Kid with a giggle.

“’Night mummy,” you add.

“Goodnight, you two,” mum replies, before switching off the lights and closing the door.

Even in the low light you can see Bow Kid’s radiant smile. She’s so pleased about getting you to call mum mummy . A giggle escapes you and you both laugh, before cuddling up closer and going to sleep.

AN:

I actually counted up how many nappies have been used and how big the packet was lol.