The boys stripped out of their wet diapers, each taking one of the

underpants to wipe themselves dry. Going through the sack of shorts,

they sorted out several different sizes. Starting with the smallest to

make a tight fit, they each began to pile one pair over the other,

making ever other one size larger until they had on at least 10 pairs.

Gary was beginning to see the purpose of so many briefs. He noticed the

tightness around his waist felt very much like a diaper. He was sure it

even felt better because of the elastic waist bands that locked against

his young body.

He also felt a strange sensation about wearing underpants that someone

else had worn before he. The sizes the boys wore ranged from a size 10

boys to that of a 36 man's. It gave him a funny feeling to know he was

wearing 10 other boys and men's underpants. He wondered who they were

and what they were like.

About that time Jimmy made a statement that covered it all, "I wonder

how many of these shorts got pooped in."

"Ya!" Gary agreed.

The boys didn't even bother to put their T-shirts back on, but rather

went outside the garage wearing only their multiple white underpants.

What a sight they made! They looked like they had on a very thick

well-fitted diaper that fitted far up their backsides. In front the last

banded brief fitted just a finger thickness from their belly buttons.

These, along with their socks and little shoes gave them the big baby

look. Once outside both boys looked each other over from head to foot.

Gary got that strange feeling again when he looked Jimmy over. The

contrast between the white pants with the dark suntan of his legs below

and his belly above gave Gary a tingle he loved so much. He thought his

little friend was adorable.

Jimmy realized Gary was staring at him.

"What?" he asked as he ducked his head to see what was so fascinating.

Gary remained almost speechless.

"I am glad you are my friend, I like you a lot!" Gary wanted to tell him

more but thought he ought not because it may sound too mushy. But Gary's

facial expression was betraying his inter love he had for his friend.

"I like you too, I am so glad you came to stay with us....." Jimmy

wanted to say more, but he also felt a restraint in letting his friend

know just how he really felt.

While the two stood admiring each other, Nancy had been wondering what

these boys were up to. She spotted them in the back yard. Thinking she

must go and scold them just to keep them in line she headed their way.

When she was within a few feet of them she suddenly stopped. Her mouth

opened as if in shock. Her eyes opened wide, the glasses made them look

bigger then they really were. She began to pick at her skirt pushing

slightly inward, the toes of her feet seem to point toward each other.

"I just. .....I just...." Nancy was not able to talk she made no sense

as she tried to form the words. It took what seemed forever before she

was able to tell the boys, "I just put Jamie down for his nap."

When she got the words out of her mouth she blabbed, "I like you guys in

those diaper pants." Maybe for the first time in her entire life she

began to feel the rush of her female nature.

The boys were shocked at her soft and gentle voice, this was just not

like her, for once she sounded almost likable. Gary recognized what he

thought was the meaning of her hand poking at herself. He asked, "Nancy

has to go pee."

Jimmy also picked up on this obvious conclusion, "Why don't you just

pee, that is what you make us do."

"I don't have to pee!" she shouted in her old sarcastic way, "I....

never mind, you babies wouldn't understand." She turned to walk towards

the house but took one last look over her shoulder.

The boys stood there in wonderment as a light warm wind swirled around

their near naked bodies. It was Jimmy that first spoke, "She really had

to go potty bad, didn't she?"

"I don't think so..... I think it was something else." A fleeting

thought was going though Gary's mind, maybe she was feeling something

like he felt when he looked at Jimmy, that funny tingling that don't go

away very easily.

"What else could it be, Gary?" The boy knew that he grabbed himself like

that, to hold the pee from squirting out sometimes.

"Come and I will tell you," Gary took Jimmy by the hand as they ran out

into the field next to just out of sight of the house.

Reaching a dry ditch, the boys hid themselves from any prying eyes.

Jimmy could stand upon his tiptoes just to see ground level. Looking

back towards the house, he announced, "She went into the house, nobody

is around."

"Now tell me.... what's happening?" Jimmy seemed impatient to find out

what was so secretive that Gary had to bring him out here.

Gary leaned himself closer to his little friend, actually touching much

of their bare stomachs together. Placing his arms on each side of

Jimmy's head leaning against the wall of the ditch for support, Gary

began talking.

"Remember what we were doing this morning when daddy scared us by

opening the door real fast?"

Jimmy giggled, "Ya, he almost caught us." Jimmy had an afterthought,

"You don't think he knew what was happening, do you?"

"I'm not sure, I think he did, but he understands boys. He did not say

anything about it, did he?"

Jimmy giggled again. "Jamie and I do that some times," adding, "he likes

it." "What has that to do with Nancy?"

"Remember how we felt, remember the tingling down there?" Gary patted

Jimmy on the front of his diaper pants.

"Ya... OK... it tickled."

"That's the point, once it tickled really good we had to touch

ourselves."

"Ya!" Jimmy was trying to understand Gary's point.

"I think when Nancy saw us in these diaper pants she felt something like

that, too."

Jimmy's eyes widened. "Oh, Ya maybe" He thought a bit then added, "But

girls don't have a thing like boys do, how could she feel that?"

"I don't know for sure, but I think they feel something sometimes."

Girls were a mystery to Gary and he was just now trying to figure it all

out.

"Why does she have to be so bossy all the time?" Jimmy questioned.

"I don't know... I don't like it either." Gary went into deep thought.

For a few minutes the boys rubbed up against each other, letting their

bare bellies rub up against each other. Both boys could feel the extra

tightness inside their diaper pants. Gary wasn't sure if Jimmy was

feeling the same thing, but when Jimmy whispered, "Why does this feel so

good?" as he wiggled his stomach closer to his friend. Gary then knew,

lowering his head to match his friends, both boys kissed lightly over

the lips.

"I saw Nancy playing with Jamie one time!" Jimmy reported just as Gary

pulled back, licking his over his lips.

"What were they doing?" He asked.

"I'm not sure, but it looked a lot like what we are doing. Jamie had his

diaper off that I know. But I could not see too well. I think she was

doing something with him." "Really!" Gary questioned the boy more about

this strange activity.

"I got an idea. How would you like some fun?" Gary asked the boy.

"Sure, what?" Jimmy and Gary were now side by side, leaning with their

backs against the wall of the ditch.

"Suppose we poop our diaper pants and got them really soaked, I mean we

really mess them up." Gary was interrupted by Jimmy.

"Ya, then she would have to change us, but wouldn't she be mad at us?"

"No, I don't think so, I think she wants to change us."

"Uh, really?" Jimmy was not too sure about all this yet.

"Sure, she likes to change Jamie, she even checks on him when he is not

dirty or even wet. She must have gotten a feeling when she saw us in

only a diaper, did you see how she went back to the house.... probably

to check Jamie out again. I really think she wants to do it." Gary

explained.

"Are you willing to try it?" Gary added.

"Let's do it," Jimmy already was beginning to bear down, letting a fart

rip into the afternoon air.

The boys ran back toward the house, getting a big glass of orange juice.

They noticed Nancy had her eye on them.

It was sooner then expected when Jimmy began to fill what little space

was left in his diaper. Both boys showed a slow dribble run forming just

below their diapers. Jimmy's face was reddening as he forced more

liquid, bring on a soft sound of a long fart.

Nancy gave her first sign of approval, "You babies look like you are

about to poop."

Jimmy was sitting on his haunches, leaning slightly forward with his

arms wrapped around his knees. His legs were slightly spread apart. Both

Gary and Nancy watched as Jimmy's face showed more signs of straining.

Grunting for all his might, more wetness seeped around his crouch now

mixed with a light brown color.

The sight of watching Jimmy poop in his pants gave Gary encouragement in

starting his own bowels to move. Dropping to the floor in the same

matter as Jimmy, Gary let off with a short fart then a sigh of relief.

This pooping was brand new to Gary, and he was not too sure he'd like

doing it. But in a moment the warm, new, fill and the relief given

brought back primitive responses. Gary could feel the strain on the

multiple underpants as they tried to expand with the load of poop.

Nancy was watching with enthusiasm ,having made each boy lie on Jamie's

changing pad. There, she commenced to pull one layer at a time off each

boy until she got to last pair.

"Messy, dirty boys," she commented.

Gary was anticipating having this girl pull off his diaper pants. He had

mixed feelings about it all. One part of him wanted her to see him

naked. The other part of him seemed too embarrassed to let her undress

him. With his eyes slightly closed he knew she was about expose him to

the world.

He sensed anticipation just as his last dirty underpants slipped down

and off the end of his feet. Everything seem to go into slow motion as

the over anxious baby-sitter reached into the bucket of warm water

sitting nearby. The moment she placed the warm rag over his genitals,

Gary knew he had lost control and had allowed nature to do it's job.

"Oh no! she's going to know!" Gary thought out loud.

"Know what, little baby?" Nancy pulled the wash rag away to rinse the

new poop out. "I all ready know..... And I made you do it. All little

boys do it when I wash them."

Gary didn't know just what to think about this new experience. Only his

mommy and daddy ever washed him like that. He knew there was no other

choice but to lie still and let her finish cleaning him up.

When Nancy wiped the last mess clinging around his frontal parts she had

him turn over on his belly. She rinsed the rag once more squeezing out

what she could she returned to wipe his butt.

Gary started to get up on his knees but was forced down as Nancy ran the

rag up and down the crack. He relaxed by laying his head on his arm,

slightly turning to see what she was going to do.

"Stay put, I am not done yet!" Nancy commanded in her usual way. Just

then she wrapped the wet wash rag around her forefinger and commenced to

ream around his pooper hole. Gary was not sure he liked it and was about

to tell her so, when suddenly she pushed it in to wipe the last brown

lump.

"OH! Stop, that hurt," Gary came clear up off the floor in one jump.

"Owie!" he yelled as he grab at his butt trying to soothe himself from

pain induced by the wash rag.

Gary was more then a little indigent from the laughter of his friend and

baby sitter. He sat down in the soft chair, watching Jimmy get his turn.

Once Nancy had completed her changing of the boys, she began cleaning up

the mess, taking the dirty diapers into a pail of clean water to be

washed later. The two naked boys sat next to each other in the same

chair with wonderment of what was coming next. Did their little *joke*

played on Nancy backfire? Maybe it had, maybe it didn't.

"What are we going to put on now," Jimmy asked with a bewildered look on

his face.

"I'll tell you what you're going to do and you will do it when I tell

you can do it," Nancy was making the two boys squirm just a while longer.

"Our Daddies will be here very soon," Jimmy warned.

Jamie just woke up from his short nap and was fussing to get the

sitter's attention. Nancy laid the older boy out on the mat for his next

changing.

"Yes, your daddy will be here anytime now. So why don't you go out to

the garage and see if you can find some more boy's underpants?"

Both boy's seemed relieved they were able to leave the room. Once

outside the naked boys hopped and skipped all the way to the garage.