The wet diapers hit the floor with a thud when she removed them before my bath. I stepped into the full tub and sat down into the nice warm water surrounded with bubbles, I was so happy that I started to splash about and laugh and giggle. Mother kneeled down beside the bath tub, gave me a rubber duck to play with, smiled and proceeded to soap up a wash cloth. She scrubbed me all over with special attention paid to the diaper area and also to my ears and face witch gave her great pleasure. The drying process was just as rough as the washing. I saw her crying, and she said she was so happy that we were going to reconnect. The night time diapering was a little thicker and she really started to feel at ease doing it. I was growing accustomed to her seeing me naked and touching my private parts. The best part for me was the application of the Vaseline, baby oil and powder especially how she took my penis in her hand and oiled it. The tight pinning of the diaper gave me a feeling of warmth and security. My favorite part was when she put the plastic pants on me. I loved how the elastics at the waist and legs sealed me in. The rustle of the pants made me feel so babyish. I was truly in diaper heaven!!!

“OK lets get you into bed, come on now, I have a surprise for you.”

I waddled down the hallway towards my bedroom, my plastic pants rubbing against my inner thighs with each step that I took.

“Jon do you want a drink before bed”

“You mean I can!”

“Sure if you want, after all you have diapers on so I’m not worried about the bed”

“I’d like some juice ok, have we got any apple?”

“Yes I will get it for you.”

I crawled into the bed smelling the fresh, lined dried sheets. Mom came back with the juice and asked me if I was ready for my surprise. “Yes” I said.

“Let’s get the juice into you first”

Holding the glass to my lips she slowly lifted the glass supporting the back on my head with her other hand saying;

“We don’t want any spills do we?”

I drank all the juice and she covered me with the sheets and tucked them in.

“Now for your surprise, look what I found I your old baby stuff, MR BEAR, I washed him today when you were out and Jon, you were so good today I though you deserved to have him back.”

“Mom this has been the best day ever, I am so happy, ---- I love you.”

It looked like she was crying as she lifted the sheets to make room for Mr Bear, and then placing him under my arm and kissing me goodnight. She left the room and turned out the light saying; “Nighty, night, sleep tight tonight.”

I stared at the ceiling for a while and felt my plastic pants under the sheets still not believing that I was diapered. As I drifted of to sleep I heard the phone ring;

“Hello, ----- Oh Hi Barb, how are you.-------- Yes,------ today, ------ well, pretty good , I think it’s going to be fine, --------- He’s sleeping in them now, --------- Oh I think so, are you coming over tomorrow? ----------- Oh great, I’ve got lots of news, by”

And off to sleep I went.

Barb was mother’s best, best friend from before she was married and she was the only one left after my father passed on. It was great for my mom to have close friend that she could share her joy and sorrow with. We were getting kind of low on finances and mother and Barb had talked a lot about what mom could do for work. As a mater of fact I think mom had an interview the same day that she went to the baby store. Latter that night I sort of woke up, I was wetting my diaper, I started to get up and then felt my plastic baby pants and how the warmth was spreading around the diaper. I felt the bed sheets and they where still dry, so I just relaxed, finished wetting, and went back to sleep.

The next morning I got up late and went out to the kitchen and was greeted by my mom.

“How’s my little man this morning? -------- Is the bed still dry? -------- Come here, I want to check your diaper, it looks pretty wet from here!” ------------

I walked over to her and she bent down and squeezed my diaper, then put her finger under the elastic at the legs of my baby pants. My diapers were bunched up between my legs and you could see that they were yellowed in the front and back.

“You wet quite a bit last night dear, aren’t you glad you had the diaper and baby pants on? ---------- My, they did the trick didn’t they! ----------- I’ll get you some breakfast and then we can change you out of that diaper, come sit down here, I put a pad on the chair incase you leak. Barb is coming over this morning. She wants to see you. I think that we are going to go shopping downtown.”

I sat down and she made me a bowl of rice crispies and milk. I must have had that look on my face because she said;

“Do you need to pee? -------- Just wet your diaper some more dear.”

After a while my bladder was so full that I just had to relax and let nature take its course. Mother cleaned the table off and got out my diapering supplies saying;

“I want to show these to Barb, you don’t mind do you?”

She explained to me that she would take me to the bathroom and take off my wet diapers in the tub, that way she could wash my diaper area and dry me off there. Then I was supposed to return to the kitchen to be diapered on the table or she would give me my new training pants in the bathroom to put on. Mother said it would be easier on her back if we did it that way. When I got to the bathroom my diaper was bursting with pee, there was a puddle formed in the crotch of my plastic pants. Mom had me step into the tub were she slowly pulled down my baby pants and unpinned my diaper. She left the diaper in the tub under the water spout so it would rinse out while she wet a face towel to wash me. After washing me and washing out my baby pants and hanging them on the curtain rod to dry, she wrung out the diaper and put it in the wash bin to be washed latter.

“There, ----------- all dry and ready for a new day, here are your new training pants that I got for you. Try not to wet them to much. They are only good for a small wetting with out the plastic baby pants on over them. I took the training pants from her and stepped into them and she left to go get my other clothes in my room.

“Here, you can wear these pants and this shirt for now”

I put them on and just then the two door bells sounded. It was Barb at the front door and David at the back door.

“Hi Jon, what are you doing today.”

“I am supposed to go shopping latter; ------ I’ll ask Mom if I can go play for a little while OK”

“Mom is it ok if I go and play with David for a while.”

“Alright dear, but only for an hour or two, me and Barb are going to have a talk and plan our day, remember about the pants ok, and come when I call you,--------- don’t go to far will you.”

With that me and David took off out the back yard and headed for the park. We found Jimmy at the park, playing by himself in the sandbox, he was crying about not being able to build a bridge in the sand. Me and David hopped in and found some old Popsicle sticks and made a bridge with them. He was ok after that and smiled and laughed as we played. We played with Jimmy for a while and I thought to myself about how he must feel in his diapers. David said this to me as we left the park;

“You know the Jimmy is still in diapers don’t you. He must feel real yucky in them.”

Little did he know! I said good-by to David as we walked home and told him I was going to go shopping with my mom. I didn’t want to take him home with me because all of my diaper stuff out, on the kitchen table.

When I got home mom said “Just in time, I was just going to call you, how are your pants? I want you to have you wear your diapers today so we can see if the new pants will fit, alright Jon?”

“What kind of pants are you going to buy me Mom?”

“Breeck’s is what I think there called, you now, their made of heavy cotton cloth to keep you warm this winter, the same ones as I got you last year, remember the ones that lace up on the side at the bottom of the pant leg to keep the snow out and they have leather patches on the knee’s so you can play hard in them.”

“You don’t mean the ones that are real large in the bum, do you?”

“Yes, those are the ones; I thought that they would be great at hiding your diaper!”

“Mon all the kids laughed at me last year when I wore them!”

“Jon, you know that your going to do grade two again don’t you! It’s not your fault, and they know that your father passed last year, so I don’t think anyone is going to laugh at you, ok? Those pants you had last year lasted pretty well and I don’t have the money, this year, to put on clothes, that are not going to last. You’ll see, it will be great, You know that David is going to be in the same class with you this year.”

“Really, who told you that?”

“Your new teacher, Mrs. Dione, called me and told me.”

“Mrs. Dione, she’s the best, this is going to be so much better than last year”.

“I was hopping you’d say that. Come on and sit down here so me and Barb can get you ready for shopping. Barb, take off his shoes while I get his diapers and pants ready, please, you don’t have to remove his socks, his pants will go over them.”

I sat down on the chair and Barb stooped down and took a foot and undid my shoe laces,

“Jon do you remember me doing this to you before when you were younger. I used to baby sit you and when I did, I used to change you too. It was me that suggested to your Mom that wearing diapers would be better than you wetting the bed all the time. I thought that maybe you’d be happier back in diapers. Aren’t you glad I did? -------- Carol I’ve got his shoes off, what do we do now?”

“Barb he knows, the same thing we did last light, get him to stand on the chair and take down his pants. Check the training pants he has on, see if their wet? If their still dry, we will just pin the diapers to them. If their damp will have to take them off and wash him again before we put the diaper and baby pants back on.

“Ok Jon, the shoes are off, I’ll help you up on the chair and we’ll get these pants off of you. Carol, are we going to put the same pants on him after he’s diapered?”

“No Barb, I let out a baggy pair of his pants last week for this occasion. I want to have thick enough diapers on him today so we can get the best fit possible.”

Barb started to undo my belt and unbutton my pants saying “hold still while I get your zipper down.” She slid my pants down to my ankles and lifted each foot separately removing the pants as she did. She side her fingers under my training pants leg opening at the front of my thighs looking at me saying “I think you’re a little wet Jon, did you feel yourself wetting?” I just looked at her and shrugged, she understood what I ment.

“If he’s wet Barb, take off the trainers and put them aside, I’ll wash them latter, and I’ll get the wash bowl and towel for you.”

“Does he need to go pee, better ask him, and if he does take him to the bathroom and hold it for him so he doesn’t pee all over the floor. Some time’s it helps if you run the water and rub the back of his legs. Just tell him to relax and it will happen.”

Barb slipped her fingers under the waist band of the trainers and slowly worked them down and over my penis and then down to my ankles.

“Jon, do you need to pee dear?

“Yes, maybe”

“Ok dear I’ll take you to the bathroom and will do what your mother said”

She then helped me down off the chair, took off my training pants as she did and walked me to the bathroom.

“I’ll lift the seat for you, wait till I get a hold of you so you won’t make a mess.”

She did what mother said to do and I relaxed, I then felt a twinge in my thighs witch she felt to with her hand and I started to pee and she directed my stream.

“He’s all done peeing Carol!

“Bring him back over here and get him back up on the chair will you. -------- Here, make sure you wash him all over his diaper area.

Barb took the wash cloth and rinsed it and wrapped it around her hand.

“Jon bend over so I can do your bum!”

The warm wash cloth felt good as she did her job and she was a little more gentile than mom at doing it.

“He was a bit dirty around back Carol, but he is clean now!”

Mom had put the changing pad on the table and had a clean dry diaper centered for me to sit down on.

“There, all ready for you Jon, just sit down and will do the rest, ----------- ok, lean back on the pillow, ------------ good, now raise your knees to your chest so we can put some Vaseline on your bum.

I could feel the slippery ointment being spread all over my cheeks and up my bum crack.

“I am going to powder your bum now Jon. ----------- You can put you legs down now and I’ll do your front, ----------- that’s good Jon, now open your legs wide so I can get the baby oil all worked in. ---------- Now we have to clean and oil your penis Jon, -------------- see Barb, you take it in your hand and pull back the fore skin, oil the gland and then his whole penis. ------------ Now we can pin the diaper on him. --------- Barb take hold of the front of the diaper and bring it up between his legs and I’ll grab the back sides and pin him. ----------- It’s a lot easier with four hands, don’t you think? Hold still now Jon, I don’t want to stick you with the pins”

“Jon, your Mom said that I could put the plastic baby pants on you, ok, and she said that these ones are for being so good.”

She held up the yellow pants so I could see them.

“Did you know that Angel Wear is the only company making colored plastic baby pants in the super size? She bought you four pair, the white ones you wore last night and for today, we are going to try the yellow ones on you ok?” ----------

“Carol I just can’t believe that they make large super sized plastic baby pants that fit Jon so well. Don’t you just love the smell of them fresh out of the package?”

Barb took the baby pants and held them up to her cheek and smelled them.

“Jon, give me a leg dear and we’ll get these on you, ------- other leg please, ------- lift up so I can pull them up and get them under you. ---------- There! They fit so well and you still have a little more diaper room left in them.”

Mother brought over the trousers that she had let out, over to the table and gathered up the pant legs.

“Hold still Jon while I slip these trousers on over your legs while you’re still lying down. --------- Up you get, Jon.”

Mom first checked to see that all his diaper was tucked in under the baby pants.

“I like the color on you Jon and at least yellow is the same color as your pee, so it won’t show so much when you wet, will it?”

Mom pulled the trousers up and over my diapers and tucked in my shirttail before fastening the built in belt and pulling up my zipper. Barb gave me my shoes and socks to put back on.

“There, all set to go” Mom said. “As she patted me on my diapered bum”.