I left David and ran home just in time to meet mother coming up the street on her way home.

“And how did your day go Jon? Mine went great; I really like my new job. David didn’t find out about your diapers, did he?

“No, Mom everything is ok with David but his Mom knows. She said that she is going to call you tonight.”

“About your diapers Jon?”

“I don’t know Mom; I don’t think it’s anything bad.”

“Let’s get some dinner and you can tell me about your day, ok”

We got into the apartment and I went to get changed in the bathroom, taking off the trousers and baby pants. I stayed in just the trainers and t-shirt for dinner.

“Mom can I wear my diapers now? I am going to get cleaned up so you can pin them on me ok.

“Ok Jon, But you’ll have to stay in the same ones till morning, no changes Jon, ok.

“Sure Mom, I just used the toilet so I won’t wet them right away. Do you want me to wear the blue baby pants to night?

“Yes Jon, bring them here and I’ll diaper you for the night.”

Mom changed me into the diapers and blue baby pants and told me to go lie on the couch and relax. The phone rang and it was Mrs. James. She wanted to come over right away saying that maybe Mom could help her out with a problem she was having. Mom told her ok and we waited for her to arrive. Mom asked me if I wanted to put the new pajamas on and cover up. I said that she already knew that I was in diapers. The doorbell sounded and it was Mrs. James at the door.

“Hi Cathy, come in, how can I help you?

“Hi Carol, Hi Jon,”----------------

“Well today I saw that Jon was wearing diapers and baby pants. He looked comfortable in them and I wondered why he’s back in diapers?

“Cathy, Jon has been having wetting problems at night, you know bedwetting, and some times, daytime too, so after looking at all the possible solutions and talking it over with Jon, we decided, me and Jon, that diapers were the best solution. It’s only been a few days that he has been back in diapers and I see a big improvement in him already. It is far less trouble to use diapers and baby pants on him than I thought.”

“Carol, I am in the same situation with David, except that he is not day wetting, and I thought that you and Jon could help me tell David that he needs them too. You see David has been bedwetting all summer. His room smells so bad that he doesn’t want Jon to come over and visit. That’s why Jon, that you played in the basement today. I put a rubber sheet on his bed and that helps but he really needs to be back in diapers until his bedwetting stops. His father is mad at him all the time and he doesn’t understand why it happening. We are starting to fight about it. I told David that diapers were a lot easier to deal with, but he says diapers are for babies. When I saw Jon wearing them today, I said to myself that this could be the solution that we are looking for.

“Cathy, first things first, have you taken David to a doctor? What did he say?

“Carol, Yes the first thing we did, He said he couldn’t find anything wrong with David. It may be because his body is growing faster than his bladder. He didn’t know!

“Jon what do you think we should do? ----------- Are you ok with the idea of telling David that you wet the bed too, and that you wear diapers to bed and sometimes during the day time too?

“Cathy I have an Idea, Jon, why don’t you invite him for a sleepover Friday Night, after your first day of school. You can pick a time between now and then to ask him. Try to tell him about your diapers and bedwetting before you ask him. Show him all your diapers and plastic pants if he comes over. We’ll call them plastic pants instead of baby pants until he gets used to the idea ok. Tell him your room was starting to smell so you asked your Mom if you could wear diapers. That sounds reasonable doesn’t it?

“Yes Mrs. James, I’ll try that! I know David would be much more comfortable sleeping in diapers, ----- I am! ---- Mom, are you going to diaper him if he sleeps here?”

“Would that be ok with you Cathy, -------- he might not be as nervous if he watches me diaper Jon first.

“Cathy, if we can get him here Friday night I’ll have him call you and ask in its ok for me to diaper him, I don’t want to force him to wear the diapers.”

“Mom if he watches while you diaper me, maybe that will calm him down. If he likes the diapers then we can have lots of sleep overs.”

“Cathy, by the way, would you like to see how I diaper Jon for the night? Come and show Cathy, your outfit Jon. ---------- I like the way the baby pants fit over his diapers and the elastic’s don’t leave red marks on his legs ether.”

Mother, had me stand in front of Cathy and then she pulled on the plastic baby pants, showing Cathy how roomy they were. Cathy then patted me on the bum and told me I was doing the best thing for my bedwetting by wearing diapers and plastic pants.

“There is lots of diaper room too, better when they move around a lot in there sleep. Better protection against leaks too, he hasn’t leaked in these yet!

“Are you ok with Cathy diapering you if you go over there Jon?

“Well, ----- ya I guess, If you diaper David then she can diaper me.”

“Ok settled, Jon you know what you have to do and we’ll do the rest in order to make it happen, right, Cathy.”

“I’m so glad I came over here tonight, it’s going to make a world of difference for me and David and his father.

“I have to go now, good night Jon, thank you and thank you Carol, I appreciate this so much. By.

“Jon, are you ready for bed? Come over here and sit on the couch with me. I want to tell you how much I love you and how proud I was of you tonight. David has a real friend in you! Oh I called Betty today and she said Thursday morning at ten o’clock would be fine.”

I sat there for a while and Mom massaged my back and neck as we talked about all the differences that had taken place since I got my diapers. She tucked me in with Mr Bear and we said our good nights.

The next morning, Tuesday, I woke up late; mother had already left for work. I got up and got a glass of mike and I was going to go change out of my very wet diaper when I saw a not on the table.

“Jon, have a little breakfast please, Barb is coming over to do the wash, and she wants to change you and pick out your clothes today, its ok, love Mom.”

So I ate a little breakfast, drank some milk, and puttered around waiting for Barb. My diaper wasn’t leaking yet and I enjoyed the way Barb changed me so I waited for her to arrive. We were going to have a great day together, just her and I. Then the door bell rang and it was Barb, all excited to see me.

“Good morning Jon, I guess it’s you and I today fella. We have lots of work to do but first did you get a bath yesterday? ------ I shook my head no, ---------- well we can take care of that can’t we. Come with me to the bath room and will get that wet diaper off ok. -------- Now into the tub --------- ok were going to rinse your diaper out and then will wash out the tub and fill it up with bubble bath ok,

She pulled down my baby pants and unpinned my diaper. I stepped out of them and she rinsed them out. Then she ran the bath and put bubble bath into it. It smelled like roses. When it was full enough she helped me into it saying;

“Ok sit down Jon, I’ll go get your bath toys it’s not to hot, is it?

“No it’s just right Barb, can I wear my diapers today when I’m with you? --------will you diaper me after my bath please? ------------------ I like it when you change me!”

I played in the bubbles for a half an hour or more while she picked up all my diapers and plastic pants from the last four days and put them in a laundry sack.

“Ok buster, time to get you washed and out of the bath before you turn into a prune. Stand up in the bath for me Jon.”

She folded the bath mat for her to kneel on and reached in the water and pulled the drain plug. The water slowly ran out and the bar of soap appeared half melted at the bottom. Barb picked it up with one hand and with the wash cloth in the other started to soap me all over, starting at my ankles. For her, even tough she didn’t stop talking to me the whole time, the real conversation was being had with the tips of her fingers. It wasn’t sexual, it was sensual in every move and gesture. I stood and bent when directed to do so. I was just a piece of clay that happened to move and she was the artist that was internalizing and committing to memory every curve and crevasse of my being. She broke the trance by telling me that she was going to wash my hair and to close my eyes. There is always some soap that gets into them no matter what and I announced my displeasure immediately to which she doused my head with water. The rinsing was thorough, as she took the rinse cup, filled it with warm water and poured it slowly over my head and shoulders watching it as it traveled over my shinny frame, picking up leftover soap bubbles as it descended to my feet. I was done! I stepped out of the tub and she enveloped me in a big bath towel, rubbing me dry as she did.

“Next stop for you is the table buster.” ------- “Come on and get up on the chair,”---

“I am going to put you in nice thick diapers today so you can wet as much as you like, ok?” ------- “Ok you can sit down on your diapers now, ----------- first we need to do your bum so lift up your knees to your chest and spread your legs apart please.”

She had the Vaseline jar in one hand and was scooping out a big goob of it with the other hand. I lifted up and spread as she said to do and exposed my rear to her and her probing fingers. She got me all coated in a jiffy and I got a little excited with all the rubbing.

“Down with the legs Jon we are finished back there.”----------------

She took the baby oil and squirted it all over the front of me, and especially my penis. It was a little cold until she started to message it in. More excitement!!!

“That’s great Jon; I need it like that to oil it properly, hold still, ------- Oh that looks better, all clean and shinny. It’s baby powder time, ------------ Now let’s pin the diaper on you.”

It took two or more attempts at pinning the diapers on before she was happy with the result. Taking all the time needed to adjust the tightness and the placement of the diaper and how it sagged slightly in the rear.

“Jon I washed out and dried your pink baby pants so you could wear them for me today, ok.”

She held them up for me to see and shook them out and handed them to me for me to hold until she needed them. As I held them in my hands the waterproof vinyl softened.

“I’m going to powder your legs Jon so your baby pants will slip on easier, ok.”

She sprinkled the powder on the top of my left leg and then with both hands, worked in. The smell of baby powder waffled through the air. I couldn’t understand how baby powder between my toes would help the baby pants slide on, but how was I to argue. I let her lead and I followed each move without question. She raised each leg and worked the powder in on the back side of my legs as high as the thick cloth diaper, which was know keeping my legs apart, would allow. Slipping my feet though each leg hole and raising the panty to the knee and then doing the same to the other leg. Once at my knees, moving the waist band up to the edge diaper and then with both hands encircling each leg, one at a time, slowly moved the leg elastics higher up my legs toward the thick diaper. I could feel the leg elastic’s tightening on my legs as they were drawn up closer to the diaper. With one quick movement she stretched the waist band of my baby pants and slipped them up and over my diapers. The diapers combined with the waterproof panty gave me a feeling of tightness and security.

“I think I’ll put the dry side on the outside, ok Jon.” She said with a laugh. -------- “Good, now lets tuck them in under your diaper, ---------- spread your legs apart so I can see Jon. --------Wonderful, all done Jon. Down you get. I’d like you to stay like that for a while Jon. Do you want something to drink? I just like watching you play in those baby pants. It reminds me when you were a baby, so clean a sweet smelling.”

I had a drink of juice I played, dressed in just the diapers and baby pants while she cleaned the house. We had a soup for lunch and then she said it was time to get dressed. She had laid out my clothes on the bed and took me by the hand to my bedroom.

“Let’s get you dressed and then we can go and do the wash downstairs ok?”

She acted real motherly as she dressed me, not allowing me to do much in the whole process.

“You grab the bag of your diapers and I’ll grab the Ivory Snow soap and the other bag of clothes, let’s go Jon, I want to get your diapers on the line before we loss the afternoon sun.”

I helped her downstairs with the bag of diapers and we put them in the wash. I sat on her lap as we waited for the diapers and clothes to wash and spin dry. We packed up the wash and went out back and hung it on the line.

“Jon lets go to the park while your diapers are drying, I can give you a swing if you like or maybe a ride on the merry-go-round.”

As we walked to the park I could feel the bulk of the extra padding that I was wearing and how I was waddling a little. I could feel the softness of my waterproof protection as my panties rubbed against my inner thighs. I was Barb’s eight year, nearly nine, year old baby and that was ok with me. We got to the park and she lifted me up and put me in the baby swings. My diapered butt just squeezed in to the swing set. Barb pushed me and I giggled each time she did. Another mother came over with a toddler that was dressed in a sun suit. He looked like he had on diapers and baby pants too. She commented that I looked a little old for the baby swings. Barb pushed me again and said that she was afraid that I would fall off the bigger swings. When Barb took me out of the swing, my diapers showed a little at the waist and the mother looked at me saying;

“Some of them take a long time to toilet train don’t they?”

After, when it got hotter outside, she took her baby out off his sun suit and let he play in just his diaper and baby pants. I played with him and wished I could just be in diapers too. Jimmy showed up and we played as Barb and the other mothers talked. They had a big discussion about disposable diapers I think. I wet while playing with Jimmy but I had extra diapers on so it didn’t mater. My baby pants started to show at the bottom of my dungarees and Barb asked me to go over to her so she could made adjustments.

“Jon, come here for a minute dear, I have to pull up your diapers and baby pants.”

She undid the button at the top of my hips on both sides and pulled the diapers up and then she pulled the baby pants up.

“A little wet, are we? I’ll change you when we go home. --------there, that aut to keep you, until then.”

Just then David showed up. He looked at me as I headed back to the sandbox with Jimmy.

“Can I play with you guys?”

“Sure David, there lots of room. We need a police station over there. Can you make one for us? ------ Here’s a police car, --------- park it outside, ------- ok.”

David played with us and helped build the city. Then I saw him gaze at my dungarees, panic. What was I going to say? Did he know what I was wearing? -------- He knew alright!!! Just then Barb came over, sensing my dilemma; she took me by the hand and looked me right in the eye. I was just about to cry.

“I’ll fix this for you Jon” she whispered in my ear.

“You must be David; Jon has told me all about you. He likes having you for a friend. -------------------- Did you notice that Jon has diapers on today David?”

“Yes I did, how come he’s in them, is he sick or something?

“David, Jon’s been having a little problem with his, --------- you know -------

for while and it causes him to bed wet and leak a little during the day, so smarty pants here thought it would be better to wear diapers than pee on everything. That’s a pretty grown up decision don’t you think?”

“I wet the bed too, some times, but I don’t what to wear baby diapers!”

“Well if the diapers are made to fit you guys. Then you can’t call them baby diapers, can you? Your not babies any more are you?”

“No, I’m going to grade two with Jon this year.”

“David I was so embarrassed about it, I was afraid to go to your house lots of times”

“Me too, Jon, My Mom wants me to wear diapers too, but I said no! Diapers are for babies!

“David maybe you can come over tomorrow and I’ll show you all my stuff. If you wear diapers you won’t wet the bed anymore.”

“You mean you like wearing diapers Jon?

“Yes David, their comfortable and they keep the bed dry, and I really like it when Mom diapers me, it’s the best!!

“What about me Jon, Don’t you like it when I change you. Thanks a lot Jon!

“Barb, I’m sorry, you do a good job to.

“David why don’t we have a sleep over and you can see how Mom diapers me. Wouldn’t that be cool, how about Friday night? ------ Will you ask your Mom, -----Please.”

“Jon, come on now, I think we better get going, we still have to get the laundry down of the line and dinner started, maybe even a diaper change for you.”

“David I have to go now, so when you come over tomorrow, I will show you my stuff, ok, then maybe we can go to your place for the rest of the day? Ok.

Barb took me by the hand and we walk out of the park and towards home. She told me that Mom had told her about David the night before on the phone. She asked me how my diaper felt and did I enjoy wetting it. I said “Yes”. --- She said, “Too which question and laughed.”

“I love you Jon even though you belong to Carol, I think you belong to me too.”

We got all my diapers and clothes off of the clothesline and upstairs. I put them on my bed and started to fold and stack them. Barb started to prepare dinner, chopping and peeling the vegetables and potatoes. Mom arrived home, happy and smiling.

“How did your day go Jon? ------- Thanks Barb for taking care of him for me! ------- I see she put the pink baby pants on you today. Better get that dungaree off of you before you wet it too. Barb, do you want to change him before I set the table. I’ll leave the changing pad on it for now so it will be ready.”

“To the tub with you sport. Let’s get you in a dry diaper before dinner. I love how easy it is to get you out of these dungarees. ---- Stand in the tub Jon. ----- Wow, it’s a good thing I put that extra soaker diaper on you today, Carol he is just like a tap. ----

Go get on the chair and I’ll get a dry diaper for you. ----------- ok you can sit on it now, -------- lift up so we can get the grease part done ---------- very good, your starting to know what to do ----------- it’s better if it is like that, Jon , ------- now hold up the sides and I’ll pin you ------- suck in that tummy so I can make it tight. ------------- The blue pair is dry, they ok Jon? -------- I think you like the baby pants part the best, don’t you Jon? ---- You may as well enjoy it, it won’t last forever. Well at least the distant forever. He’s all done Carol, off the table Jon. Take you’re changing pad and put it in your room with your diapers ok, then come and we’ll have dinner. Does he need to put anything on Carol?

“No he will be fine that way, anyway you like him that way and he’s happy, at least he can’t spill anything on any part of him that isn’t washable. ----------

We eat and joked about me and mom talked about her second day on the job. Barb told mom about the park and me and David. She was happy that the cat was out of the bag so to speak. She asked me if David was surprised by my diapered condition and I told her, “No, not that much.” I went and sprawled out on the living room carpet and colored while Mom and Barb got there coffee and came in and sat on the couch. They talked about the future, mom’s new job, Barbs boy friend and a whole bunch of other things. At the same time Barb played with my legs, rubbing them with her stocking feet, looking for a ticklish spot. I told her to cut it out, and I tried to kick her back a couple of times. Mother called us two clowns, to which Barb laughed.

I hopped up on Barb, spreading my legs and putting my knees down by her hips and then I sat back on her legs. She held the sides of my baby pants stretching them out with in her fingers and looked at them and how they fitted between my legs and said “Aren’t you the baby” as a tease. I put my arms around her neck and said, “Want to Eskimo kiss Barb?” She looked at me as if to say, don’t try anything and came closer to me. We started to rub noses and giggle. I pulled back and licked hers. I started to laugh and tickle her. She tickled back as much as I tickled her.

“Oh you want it like that, do you?”

She flipped me over her knees and started to spank me on my diapered bum. The baby pants made the sound of her hand hitting my butt louder and the diapers protected me from any kind of pain.

“What children. ------ Stop that! -------------

“Come on Jon and sit between us,” Barb said.

I got up and sat down between them and mother put a cushion over her lap.

“Lay your head on this Jon.”

“Put your legs up on me.

I laid there across both of them with my Mom gently tracing out my facial features with her fingers and playing with my hair.

“Just relax Jon and rest.”

Barb slowly messaged my feet and legs working her way up to my inner thighs gently slipping her fingers under the elastics of my baby pants, checking my diaper. She then caressed my puffy diaper front.

“Doesn’t he smell good Carol?”

“If I used that much powder, I’d smell good too.

They laughed, and smiled at each other, happy with there new baby. I drifted off to sleep.

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