After playing Chinese Checkers in the tree house the kids were thinking about what to do next. The afternoon was fading away fast and would soon be time to go back to the house.

"I know what we can do! Let's play house and Lloyd can be the baby." Clara clapped her hands.

"Why me?" questioned Lloyd.

"Cause you're the boy with diapers." She jumped for joy.

"And I am the mommy!" Announced Martha.

"Ok, and I am… I am… What am I, Martha?" Clara questioned.

"Well, you can be either the Daddy or his little Sister?" Martha gave her the choice.

"I can't be the Daddy cause I'm a girl" Clara reminded.

"This is only make-believe, Clara, you can be the Daddy if you want!" Martha explained.

Lloyd was just standing nervously knowing very well that he was the baby boy and would soon have his diaper changed. He was already wet and about to pee again. But by now he was feeling very comfortable with his cousins and actually was looking forward to this 'playing house' game.

He was deciding whither he should pee again or wait till the new diaper was put on? He giggled to himself thinking about being changed twice so he decided to hold back so he could save it for the new dry diaper.

Because Clara refused to be the husband of Martha they made her to be Lloyd's little Sister. Besides it was easier for him to pretend Clara was his Sister then his Daddy.

Martha began to take charge and had the room rearranged by folding the card table and putting it away. She announced that the bench would be the baby crib. She set an imaginary room where there was everything to care for a baby.

"Here suck on this." Clara commanded by hading him a pacifier.

Lloyd spit it out but Clara only reinserted it telling him babies need to suck on things.

Lloyd went along with what he called, 'baby torture'.

"Clara!" Martha talked like an older woman, "You and your brother have been giving me a headache all day and I have had it with you two. Now get to bed and not a peep out of either of you." Martha stomped her feet.

Lloyd laid down on one end of the bench while Clara the other end.

Martha walked over to the boy and leaned over kissing him on the check. "What a cutie little boy I have, I just love him to pieces."

Lloyd thought that was going too far and wiped his face with his hand. "What ya do that for?"

"Cause you're so c-u-t-e." She did it again stretching out the word cute.

"I love you Mommy!" he heard himself say as he played the game. Lloyd flushed as his face began to show some embarrassment.

"Really?" She seemed surprised then, "Oh yeah, I know."

They continued to play house until Clara said, "Mommy, I think Lloyd needs his diaper changed."

"How do you know that, my little girl?" Martha playing momma.

"Cause I can smell pee-pee!" Clara sat up from the bench pointing at Lloyd.

"We will just have to fix him up won't we, Dear?" Martha pulled out another pair of the new diapers from the bag she brought along.

By this time Lloyd had been holding his full bladder from emptying the second time. It was beginning to make him uncomfortable. He hoped they would change him quickly so he to let go again.

Lloyd lay -goo-goo-ing like a baby with his pacifier in his mouth. He kicked his legs and wiggled more for having to pee then play-acting.

"Come, Clara and you can help me with his nasty dirty diaper." Martha handed a small make believe rag to wipe him with.

Lloyd lay still when the two girls began to pull off his diaper cover. Clara unsnapped one of the safety pins. Lloyd began feeling excited when Clara lifted the front of his diaper pulling it down to the bench leaving him fully exposed.

The diaper being so thick and very warm caused the boy to sweat some but now that the diaper was open he could feel the cool air on his damp diaper area. Lloyd continued to play the part of being the baby by sucking harder on his pacifier while stretching out his legs. Lloyd was less embarrassed and was finding it a joy being the baby for his cousins.

"Look, Mommy, what's happening to Lloyd's thingy?" Clara started to reach out but Martha pulled her hand back.

"Naughty, naughty little sister. Boys do that sometimes when their diapers are being changed. But you mustn't touch." Martha reached for some baby oil she had in the bag.

"Why can't I touch it?" Clara showed disappointment.

"Cause." Martha answered.

"Cause why?" Clara asked again.

"Just because." Martha frowned at her sister.

"Well, why is it you never answer me when I ask you these things?" Clara was not play-acting now.

Martha poured a few drops of baby oil into the palm of her hand. Bringing her oily hand down between his legs she slowly wiped until the oil had absorbed into his skin. Lloyd held his breath. He had to pee so bad by this time he was afraid he would pee on Martha's hand.

"Hey, you're touching him!" Clara was getting a little hot tempered.

"I have to. I'm the Mommy and I need to put baby oil all over him." Martha continued without stopping.

Meantime, Lloyd was experiencing some hot flashes that gave him mixed feelings about being diapered this way. Just when he was about to pull her hand away she stopped to pick up the new diaper.

When Martha's back was turned Clara quickly reached for the boy. The way she squeezed his thingy Lloyd took a deep breath and groaned. "Ohhhh!"

Just as he was being squeezed about half of his bladder emptied.

Clara wasn't sure what happened but she quickly withdrew her wet hand and let out a little scream.

By the time Martha turned around Clara was standing with her hands behind her back.

Martha noticed the look on Clara's face was like a naughty girl being caught doing something she ought not to.

"What?" Martha asked.

"Nothing! Are you going to put his diaper on now?" Clara smiled like a little angel.

"Sure, wanta help?" Martha had Lloyd lift his butt off the bench so she could take the wet diaper from under him.

Martha noticed the smell of fresh pee and could see new wetness on the old diaper.

Martha hesitated before placing the new diaper into place. She just smiled to herself then pulled the diaper closed and worked the safety pins into place.

Martha decided not to put the diaper's heavy cover on for now. She even suggested he take off his T-shirt because it was getting much warmer and he would be more comfortable.

The real reason was that Martha wanted to see Lloyd in only a cloth diaper. Something about seeing the safety pins and white diaper over a suntanned boy gave her much pleasure. She had Lloyd sit where she could rub his body with more sun tan lotion.

Meantime, Clara had pulled her hand from behind her and was looking at her damp hand. She took a few sniffs then wiped her hands with a piece of rag.

Soon after that they heard Aunt Betty calling from the house that it was time to come get ready to eat again. The sun was beginning to sit. Being a hot day the air was still warm, about 85 degrees in the shade.

Lloyd liked being in diapers because of the heat. And the girls were enjoying their new bikinis for the same reason.

With Lloyd in the middle holding hands with both girls they hopped and skipped all the way back to the farmhouse.

Somewhere between the tree house and the farmhouse Lloyd finished empting his bladder in his diaper. He liked the warm feeling that seemed to slowly flow in his diaper.