Potty Problems Chapters 12 – 13
Potty Problems: Chapter Twelve
“Good morning gang” Mrs. Winters said as she entered the downstairs playroom. She found Oliver, Melissa, and Timmy watching cartoons and eating Captain Crunch in front of the TV.
“Mmm Morning Mom” Oliver said through bites of cereal.
“Good morning” Timmy and Melissa both said.
“Melissa sweetie, come upstairs when you’re finished with your cereal honey…” Mrs. Winters said.
“Ok mommy” Melissa replied shyly.
Everyone in the room knew why Mrs. Winters wanted Melissa upstairs; it was time to get out of last night’s now soaked Pamper. Oliver smirked and nudged Timmy from the end of the other couch.
Timmy looked at his friend, he knew that Oliver was about to make a diaper comment and Tease Melissa, probably something along the lines of “Time to change your diapee baby girl”. Timmy looked Oliver in the eyes and shook his head indicating that his friend should stay quiet.
Oliver looked at Timmy with a confused look. Timmy shook his head again and whispered “Not today”. Oliver stared at Timmy for a moment. Timmy rolled his eyes and whispered “Remember…the Polaroid?” Oliver looked over at Melissa who was finishing the last bit of milk in her cereal bowl, he thought for a moment of the picture Linda had taken last night and decided that Timmy was right, there would be no teasing of Melissa for the time being.
Melissa put down her empty cereal bowl and got off the couch, she pamped over to the stairway and headed upstairs as her mother had asked. Timmy watched, staring at the noticeable diaper bulge in the seat of her pajama bottoms as she walked away. Timmy smiled and once again imagined that he was Melissa, and that he would soon be lying on his back while Mrs. Winters unfastened the wet diaper to clean him. The embarrassing enlargement below his waist began to wake up. Timmy quickly shifted his weight on the couch to hide his front side from obvious view and turned his attention back to the TV. After a few moments, the enlargement went back to sleep.
Melissa glanced over her shoulder as she reached the steps of the stairs, she noticed Timmy staring at her bottom and smiling, but suddenly he flinched and turned towards the TV. Melissa felt embarrassed at first, but then felt a funny warm feeling in her tummy. Timmy seemed to be noticing her more this morning, and he was being very nice. Melissa loved when Timmy was nice to her. She climbed the stairs crinkling with every step.
“There you are” Mrs. Winters said as Melissa reached the top of the stairs and entered the kitchen. She bent down and scooped up her daughter, giving her a kiss on the forehead. Melissa giggled and put her arms around her mother’s neck.
“How did you sleep sweetie?” Mrs. Winters asked. She placed a hand on Melissa’s bottom and gave a gentle pat. Mrs. Winters could tell by the heavy thick feel of the diaper beneath her daughter’s pjs that the girl was wet.
“Good” Melissa replied. After a pause she blushed and spoke again “I wet my diaper” she whispered with a tone of embarrassment.
Mrs. Winters smiled, “its ok sweetie, it’s better to wet the diaper than it is to wet your bed” she whispered back to Melissa, giving her a hug. “Let’s go get you cleaned up” she said, and carried her daughter upstairs.
Melissa didn’t tell her mother that she had wet her diaper again that morning after being surprised by Oliver and Timmy in the kitchen. She rested her head on her mother’s shoulder as she was carried upstairs. Melissa now wondered why Oliver and Timmy had been in the garage. “What were they doing in there so early in the morning?” she thought to herself.
They entered the upstairs bathroom; Mrs. Winters set Melissa down on the floor and closed the door. “Ok sweetie, let’s get those jammies off” she said, helping Melissa pull down her pajama bottoms and step out of the leg openings.
Melissa’s diaper sagged around her bottom and had a yellow tinge to it. “Wow, you sure soaked this one” Mrs. Winters said as she lay Melissa down on the floor. Melissa blushed.
“I’m sorry mommy” Melissa said, she blushed deeper. She thought about how nice Timmy had been to her this morning. Melissa felt butterflies in her tummy when she thought about Timmy this way, and she wished he would be nice to her all the time. She closed her eyes and imagined that Timmy and she were on fantasy Island together, without Oliver there to tease her and egg Timmy on to do the same.
Melissa had seen the smile on Timmy’s face as she caught him staring at her bottom while walking out of the playroom. She thought about all of the times that she had been alone with Timmy and how nice he had been. All of those times were either on weekend mornings or evenings during sleepovers, and Melissa had always had her diaper on during those moments. “Could Timmy like me more when I have my diaper on?” she wondered? “Maybe he feels sorry for me?” She thought. “Maybe he is nice to me because he really feels bad about teasing me?” All of these thoughts were racing through her head, Melissa wanted Timmy to like her, and she wanted him to be nice to her and to stop teasing her more than anything. Timmy had promised her that he would try harder to not to tease her anymore. A thought crossed Melissa’s mind as she lay on the floor waiting for her mother to remove her wet diaper. “Maybe if I wear a diaper this morning he won’t tease me, he promised, and maybe he’ll tell Oliver to stop teasing me too?” She thought.
“Oh Sweetie, it looks like you leaked, your pj bottoms are a bit damp honey” Mrs. Winters said as she placed the wet pants in the laundry hamper.
“I’m sorry Mommy” Melissa said again.
“It’s ok Lissa, I know you’re trying sweetie. Her mother replied.
“Mommy do I haffta take a bath now?” Melissa asked shyly. She was anxious to get back downstairs to spend more time near Timmy before he went home today.
“Well honey we have to get you cleaned up, you’re diaper was very wet and I don’t want you to get a rash” Mrs. Winters answered.
“But Mommy can I just wear another diaper this morning and go watch TV now?” Melissa asked.
Mrs. Winters thought about this, on several occasions in the past she had allowed Melissa to be changed into a fresh diaper in the morning. Many times Melissa had even asked to wear diapers in the morning and while this had often been convenient for her if the girl’s clothes were in the laundry, Mrs. Winters didn’t want to encourage Melissa to become reliant on diapers.
Mrs. Winters didn’t feel that she was doing any harm in accommodating her daughter’s requests. However, at the same time, she didn’t want to waste diapers and hoped to discourage Melissa from wanting to wear them too often. Mrs. Winters remembered reading books on potty training from back when Oliver and Melissa were first being trained. One book suggested that allowing the children to remain in a wet or messy diaper for a short period after they had asked to be changed would help to encourage the children to want to use the potty.
The idea was that the child would be uncomfortable in the wet or messy diaper, and upon realizing that he or she may have to wait until a parent was available to change them, may make the child want to be out of diapers faster. With this in mind, Mrs. Winters had set the rule that she would allow Melissa to wear a diaper when the girl asked to, however if the diaper goes on, it does not come off until it has been used. Mrs. Winters hoped that the inconvenience and embarrassment of a wet or messy diaper may eventually put an end to such requests from Melissa.
“Sweetie are you sure you want to wear another diaper this morning, you know the rule? Mrs. Winters asked.
Typically with Timmy around Melissa would not have asked to wear another diaper, but Timmy had been nice to her this morning and sworn not to tease her again, Melissa wanted to know if he was being “for real”. While she always felt just a bit embarrassed when wearing diapers around Timmy, perhaps this morning she would be able to see if he was really going to try not to tease her.
“Yes mommy, I know; if I wear it, no potty, only the diaper” She answered shyly.
“Are you sure you want to wear one?” Mrs. Winters asked again.
“Yes” Melissa said.
“Ok then” Mrs. Winters said as she reached into the closet to retrieve the changing supplies.
A few moments later Melissa had been wiped clean with baby wipes, sprinkled with baby powder and securely fastened into a fresh crinkling Pamper.
Mrs. Winters smiled, at her work. She was conflicted, while she wanted her daughter’s potty problems to come to an eventual end, she did love the quality time she could spend with Melissa during changing’s.
“Ok sweetie, go downstairs and watch TV, daddy and I will be down to have our breakfast shortly…do you want some more breakfast or was cereal enough?” Mrs. Winters asked.
“Can I have Pancakes?” Melissa asked.
“Oh I’m sure your father won’t mind making you Pancakes” Mrs. Winters smiled.
Melissa stood up; all she had on was a diaper and her pajama tops. “Mommy what about my pants” she asked.
Mrs. Winters smiled; a new thought crossed her mind, perhaps it would help to discourage Melissa from wanting to wear the diapers if she had to wear one in plain view. She didn’t necessarily want to embarrass her daughter, but she did want to see how far Melissa was willing to take her desire to wear a morning diaper.
“Well sweetie, most of your clothes are in the wash this morning.” Mrs. Winters answered. “You’ll just have to wear what you’ve got on until the dryer is done” she added, wondering to herself how Melissa would react to the idea of wearing only a diaper and pajama top around her Brother and Timmy.
Melissa didn’t say anything for a moment; she just stood there with a dumbfounded look on her face. After a few more seconds, she left the bathroom with a pouting look on her face, retrieved a Barbie doll from her bedroom and slowly walked downstairs making her way back to the playroom. She wondered how Timmy would react to seeing her diapered bottom in plain view.
To Be Continued…
Potty Problems: Chapter Thirteen
Linda removed her wet diaper, wrapped it up and stuffed it into a plastic bag. She would later burry it in the outside trashcan before her parents returned from church. She put on her bathrobe and walked down the hall to the bathroom to shower, just as she reached the door the phone rang. Linda stopped, turned and walked back to her room to pick up the phone just in time.
“Hello” Linda said into the receiver.
“Linda?” a female voice from the other end asked.
“Yes this is she” Linda said.
“Hi Linda its Lindsey Johnson” the female voice replied.
“Oh hi Mrs. Johnson, how is everything?” Linda said.
“Good thanks. Linda, I’m calling because I was wondering if you are available to sit for Timmy on Thursday night, I know it’s a week night but Mr. Johnson and I have to attend a function for Mr. Johnson’s company and we won’t be home until about 11pm that evening…I hope that’s not too late for you?” Mrs. Johnson asked.
“It’s not a problem Mrs. Johnson” Linda said. “My parents won’t mind as long as I’m babysitting.” Linda said.
“Oh thank you so much Linda, you’re a doll” Mrs. Johnson replied. “See you Thursday around seven thirty?” she asked.
“Seven thirty is fine” Linda said. “I’ll see you then” she said.
“Thanks again Linda, see you Thursday” Mrs. Johnson said, and hung up.
Linda hung up the phone with a smile on her face, she thought about the picture of Oliver and Timmy wearing diapers and how excited Timmy had become. She thought that perhaps this would be another opportunity to have some fun with Timmy. After a moment of thought Linda went back to the bathroom to shower.
Meanwhile back at the Winters house, Melissa had reached the stairway leading to the playroom, she stopped halfway down the stairs and sat on the middle step nervously brushing her Barbie doll’s hair. Melissa was having second thoughts about walking into the playroom in nothing but a diaper and her pajama tops. She wondered how the boys would react. Oliver had seen her in diapers several times; Timmy knew all about her diapers but had only ever seen her in her pajamas with a diaper underneath. Would Timmy really not tease her like he promised? She wondered.
Melissa got her answer within seconds of completing her thought. Timmy had rounded the corner at the base of the steps and was climbing the stairs toward the Kitchen. He stopped as soon as he saw Melissa and smiled.
Timmy couldn’t believe it, there was Melissa on the stairs playing with a Barbie doll wearing a Pamper in plain view. He couldn’t pull his eyes away from it, and his thoughts once again turned back to imagining that he was the one in diapers, sitting around with a thick soft crinkly pamper around his bottom. Timmy looked up at Melissa; he knew he had to control himself and the strange excitement he had been feeling recently. He had also promised not to tease Melissa anymore; Timmy knew he needed to be nice to her.
“Hi Lissa” he said smiling, trying not to look at her diaper.
Melissa looked up nervously, shifting her weight and pulling her pajama top down a bit in an attempt to cover as much of the Pamper as she could. “Hi” she said shyly.
“Whattchya doing?” Timmy asked.
“Just playing wiff Barbie” Melissa said nervously.
“Oh, that’s cool” Timmy said. “I was just going upstairs to get some orange juice” He added.
“Oh” Melissa said, continuing to brush her Barbie doll’s hair nervously.
“Do you want some too?” Timmy asked. “I’ll get it for you” he added.
Melissa couldn’t believe it, Timmy wasn’t smirking or teasing her, and seemed to not even care that she was wearing a diaper openly. He was also offering to get her some orange juice.
“Really?” Melissa asked shyly.
“Of course” Timmy said.
“Umm yeah, ok I’ll have some” Melissa asked, she smiled shyly and looked down at the ground.
“Ok, come on up to the kitchen with me” Timmy said.
Melissa smiled; she got up off of the step, turned and climbed the stairs to the kitchen. Timmy was right behind her as she climbed, he could hear her Pamper crinkling with every step.
Timmy was jealous of Melissa, he wished he could be her, wearing a diaper and pajama tops all morning long. He missed the comfort of the Pamper he had woken up in and couldn’t wait to get home to explore his fascination with diapers even further.
When Timmy and Melissa entered the kitchen, it was empty; Mr. and Mrs. Johnson hadn’t come downstairs yet. Melissa was so happy; Timmy was being so nice to her. Again she imagined that just Timmy and she were playing at the beach and Oliver was not around to ruin the fun. She watched while Timmy poured a glass of orange juice for her. She smiled from ear to ear as he handed her the glass.
“There you go” Timmy said with a smile as he handed Melissa her orange juice.
“Thank you Timmy” she said blushing.
Timmy could see that he had made her happy and was glad. He knew that he needed to keep up his agreement to not tease Melissa. He also thought that if he were nicer to her, he would have more opportunities to see her in diapers. Melissa was cute; Timmy didn’t know why he thought so but he did. He was starting to realize that she was a girl who he would know for years to come. If he wanted to continue to explore his interest in diapers, Timmy would need access to them. He hoped that Melissa would not soon outgrow her potty problems and bedwetting. Timmy decided that he should try to stay on Melissa’s good side and spend as much time with his friend Oliver as possible…hopefully there would be many more sleepovers to come.
Melissa was only two and a half years younger than Timmy. Someday when they were older that age difference wouldn’t be so noticeable, however this was a thought that would not occur to either Timmy or Melissa for several more years.
Melissa and Timmy carried their glasses of juice down to the playroom where Oliver was watching cartoons. Oliver looked up as they entered the room; he stared at Melissa for a moment, surprised to see that she was in just a diaper and pajama top. Oliver smiled and opened his mouth to speak, but he stopped himself as he saw Timmy giving him a stern look and shaking his head to indicate that his friend should be silent. Once again Oliver remembered the Polaroid that Linda had snapped the night before and closed his mouth. He got off the couch and went upstairs to get some juice for himself.
As Oliver left the room, Melissa and Timmy sat at opposite ends of the large couch. “Thanks for getting me the juice” Melissa said shyly.
“You’re welcome” Timmy said.
Melissa was thrilled, she still couldn’t believe Timmy was being so nice, and he hadn’t said a word about her diaper. Unfortunately, Melissa’s happiness was soon replaced with nervousness and fear as she felt an urge from her behind. Melissa suddenly remembered that she hadn’t been to the bathroom yet to make a morning poo poo. She remembered her mother’s rules about wearing diapers… “If you wear it, it stays on until you use it” the words rang in her ears.
Melissa began to fidget, she wondered if she would be able to hold it until after Timmy went home.