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Potty Problems: Chapter Twenty Five
All day Sunday Timmy Johnson worried about what he had done during the night. Had he wet his bed? He wondered. “That can’t be it” he thought to himself. His sleeping bag was dry, his pajama bottoms were dry too, it was just one small wet spot in the front of his PJs…and the strange thing was, it was kind of sticky.
Timmy had no idea what this could mean, he was worried that maybe he was sick, or perhaps Oliver had played some disgusting weird joke on him during the night. Timmy ruled that thought out. Oliver had said nothing in the morning, and hadn’t even noticed that Timmy had changed before he woke up. If it were some sort of joke, Timmy expected that Oliver would want to gloat and tease him about it. That hadn’t happened. “This has to have come from me” Timmy thought. “But what is it?” he wondered.
That evening when bedtime arrived, after saying goodnight to his parents Timmy lay awake in bed for over an hour, thinking about the wet spot he had discovered that morning. He thought of the dream he had had last night…about the giant grown up version of Melissa who had put a diaper on him in the playhouse. She was grown up, and beautiful. The thought of being diapered by the grown up version of Melissa caused Timmy’s embarrassing enlargement to return.
Timmy smiled, he was starting to enjoy the sensations he felt when the enlargement arose. He thought of the strange sensation he had in his dream, it reminded him of how he felt when the enlargement appeared…only better. He couldn’t resist exploring this sensation further…Timmy wanted to relive the dream, only he wanted it to be real. He listened closely for noise from the hallway beyond his bedroom door. He could see that the hallway light was out; his parents had gone to bed.
Timmy quietly crept out of bed and walked to his closet. He dug through his Cub Scout chest and retrieved one of the two Pampers that Linda had given him. One of them he had already worn once, but had not wet. This diaper was still clean and he was able to put it back on without any problems.
The soft thick feeling of the diaper between his legs and up against the embarrassing enlargement sent him into ecstasy. Timmy walked back to his bed, smiling as he heard the diaper crinkle with every move he made. He climbed into bed and rolled onto his stomach. Timmy was lost in his own private paradise, he fantasized of being diapered by the grown up Melissa, and as he did, he began to grind his hips into his mattress, pressing the front of his diaper hard into the bed. The enlargement throbbed and Timmy couldn’t stop himself, the feeling was too good…he wanted more and more and with every push the feeling grew more intense. Suddenly, a powerful sensation washed over his body. It began from his groin and the base of his spine, and then ran out to every part of him. He felt several spasms from the enlargement as if he were peeing in his diaper but not getting wet. His eyes rolled back into his head and his mouth was open, buried deep into his pillow. The spasms continued for a moment then slowly subsided. The wonderful sensation washed throughout his body and slowly faded. His alarm clock read 10:37 PM.
Timmy lay on his stomach with his face buried in his pillow, for almost a minute he lay there with a dumb grin on his face. Reality slowly returned and Timmy thought of his diaper, he suddenly had a very strange feeling of embarrassment and shame for having put the diaper on. He felt a strong need to take it off and hide it…possibly even get it out of the house. He shifted his weight, the enlargement was still present but it felt extremely sensitive to the touch. As Timmy moved the diaper pressed back against the enlargement and sent a slight chill down his spine. He rolled over and quickly unfastened the diaper tapes. As he opened the front of the diaper he now realized that there was a warm wet sticky spot near the top front of the diaper…it had happened again. Timmy didn’t know exactly what had happened but it defiantly had something to do with his new feelings and the embarrassing enlargement. Timmy realized that the enlargement was now returning to normal size…slowly but surely it went away.
He slid the diaper out from underneath him and folded it up. As he got out of bed again he noticed that he was also a bit sticky in his private area. Timmy used some Kleenex to wipe himself clean and dropped them in the trash. He then returned the diaper to its hiding place. Tomorrow he would need to find a way to get it into the trash and out of the house. He pulled his pajama bottoms back up and climbed back into bed. He still felt sensitive down below so he lay on his back and stared at the ceiling, wondering about what had just happened.
After a while his feeling of shame started to turn to curiosity…he thought about what had just happened, and how wonderful it felt. Eventually his thoughts even turned back to the fantasy he had been having about the grown up Melissa putting him in a diaper. The embarrassing enlargement began to return and Timmy smiled. He wanted to do it all over again. After a moment of thought, some strange form of common sense came over him and he realized he only had one clean diaper left. He didn’t want to waste both of the diapers in one night.
Timmy debated with himself about repeating the whole process over again…he eventually fell asleep. Tonight he did not dream of Melissa, he dreamed of being naked in front of his entire class at school…the girls were pointing at him and laughing. Timmy looked down at his dream self and realized he was not naked and in fact wearing one of the diapers from his closet. His embarrassing enlargement poked out like a tent from the front of the diaper. Timmy tossed and turned in his sleep, the dream eventually faded into a different dream.
Across the street Melissa Winters lay in bed sleeping. She dreamt of Timmy again, this time the two children were playing in the basement playroom of her house. They were having a water balloon fight. Melissa giggled as Timmy hit her square in the front of her pants with a large water balloon. The water spread all down the front of her pants, it felt warm. Beneath her covers, Melissa’s diaper grew warm wet and thick as her bladder emptied itself. Her bedside clock read 10:37.
Linda lay in bed smiling at her ceiling again. She had just finished enjoying herself only moments before. Her diaper was soaked as usual and she would soon be lost in her own dreams. She wondered about Timmy and Melissa…wondered if they would ever experience the pleasure she found from wearing diapers. Her clock read 10:38.
Late that night Linda dreamed of babysitting for Timmy and Melissa. She had both children in a well decorated nursery, each lay on giant changing tables. Both Timmy and Melissa were older, fully matured. There was another girl in the room, helping Linda with her charges, but Linda could not identify the girl. Both Timmy and Melissa smiled at Linda as she prepared to diaper them. Eventually the dream faded away.
End of Part One….
Melissa, Timmy, Linda, Oliver…and others will return in “Part Two” Coming soon.