THE FAMILY – CHAPTER 1

Themes in this chapter: nudity, rectal thermometer, bathing, pissing

Characters: Em (POV), Beth (new mom), Liz (new sister), Dave (new dad)

The bathroom was enormous compared to my en-suite prison at the Institute. White tiles covered the room wall-to-wall, top-to-bottom. The sink taps shone like they were brand new. My new home – the Landgrove family – was well off.

I did not know how to use the bathtub. I couldn’t recall ever seeing one. We always had showers or had to wash in a communal wet room. My new mother, Beth, walked in surprised. Her tawny skin had contrasted the room’s whiteness. She realized quickly what my issue was and smiled kindly.

“Why don’t you get rid of your orphanage clothes, Em? You are in a new place now. We will get you some new stuff soon.”

I got slowly naked in front of my new mom. At the Orphanage and at the Institute, I got used to showing everything to women and men of all ages. However, I felt a little shy here.

She guided me to the bathtub, where she washed me gently. Her hands ran a sponge across my body, giving me shivers. I tried to hide my penis from her, but she kept turning me around, so she probably saw it from every angle. Her eyes were confident but not judgemental. This made me feel safe in her hands. These were the first happy moments I had with my new family.

As Beth walked me out of the bathroom, I met Liz and Dave. They both looked tired but cozy, wearing plain shirts and jeans. Beth wore a skirt and a pretty dress.

“Welcome home!” Dave told me, and I knew I should appreciate every word he said. The head of the Institute told me everything about him: he spent most of his time with his race- and show-horses and traveled the world. This means that I’ll likely not see him a lot.

“Yeah, welcome..” Liz sounded tired and cynical. I did not mind. I knew I needed time to get to know everyone, and we will bond eventually.

“Sleep in Liz’s room tonight. Your room will be ready by tomorrow.” Beth informed me as we stepped into my sister’s place. It was a large room with two beds in each corner.

I was still naked. Beth – likely waiting for my panic to set in – knelt and placed her hands on my shoulders. “I don’t want you to wear your old clothes anymore. Tonight, you’ll sleep naked, but we will get you something tomorrow morning.”

“Also, here is a bit of a welcome gift.” She handed me a small object. Something electronic. Seeing my confusion, she added: “This is like a Gameboy or Playstation. You can play games on it. I will show you tomorrow.”

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I woke up a few hours later. It was late at night when my bladder started acting up. I realized I did not know where the toilet was. I did not want to wake up and stumble around the house naked. I sat up and tried to slide off the bed, but when it croaked, I quickly slipped back out of fear of waking anyone up.

I got very uncomfortable laying there. I used the methods the psychologist taught me to fight the urge. Ultimately, my body won, and I have pissed the bed. The cold and drenched sheets replaced the initial warm feeling quickly.

Stress and embarrassment tired me out, so I fell back to sleep quickly. Not even the cold, wet sheets stopped me from dozing off. I opened my eyes to Beth and Liz standing over my bed. Liz looked shocked and disgusted, pinching her nose with her fingers. I guess she smelled what I already got used to.

Beth remained calm. “That is okay; you did not know where the toilet was and did not want to wake us up.” I could not believe she understood me. I was already falling in love with her.

She led me back to the bathroom, got me in the bathtub, and washed me. I coughed a few times – probably because of laying in the cold for too long. “Ah, you got sick overnight!” Beth pouted as she led me to their room.

We both got on the giant bed. After drying my chest, my genitals, and my legs, Beth turned me around and started again from the top. Once finished, she asked me to stay like that.

“I have to take your temperature to make sure you did not get sick yesterday. The Institution told me they normally do it in your bottom. I will do it like that too.”

Rectal temperature, something I would have considered a violation before – now tolerable because of the kindness I got it with. The cold and rigid thermometer in my ass gave me a pulsating soreness, but the warm hands and smiles behind told me: it was still worth it.

The thermometer showed no fever. Beth smiled and dressed me up for the day.

THE FAMILY – CHAPTER 2

Themes in this chapter: nudity, rectal thermometer, spanking

Characters: Em (POV), Beth (mom), Liz (sister)

Mom took my temperature rectally for the second time after a rainy day. Liz – my bossy sister – asked me to help her bring some stuff in from outside.

“There are a bunch of chairs over there.” She pointed towards the fence as the sky in the background got darker and darker. I barely stepped outside when drip-drip-drip, a rain started. I was not even halfway near the fence when the rain in torrents poured down. It loosened the ground, turning the soft grassy surface into a swamp. Liz didn’t follow, so I had to pack in alone.

By the time the last chair was in, I was coughing badly, my pants drenched, my feet caked in mud. Mom crossed her arms and sounded worried and exhausted. “Oh no, you are a mess! Let’s get into the bath.”

“Actually, I can’t wash you like this; the mud will clog the drains.” She quickly grabbed a washing basin as I got nude.

Shortly after a quick scrub, Liz appeared in the door with a smile on her face. It entertained her that her mom – well, our mom – has washed me, someone, who was the same age.

“I don’t trust Em is comfortable finding the toilet in the evening. I am going to show you how to get Em to pee.” Beth instructed Liz, who tried hiding her excitement behind cynicism.

“Peeing? Isn’t that something everyone knows how to do?” She giggled.

“You know what I mean.” Beth finished arguing. She turned towards me and started massaging my belly, then slowly drifted down towards my bladder. I pulled my stomach in, trying to somehow ‘hide’ it from her searching hands. I couldn’t fight the pressure and pissed in the same basin they washed me in.

After some drying, I stood in the middle of the bathroom, still cold. The water was lukewarm and barely helped me to stop shaking; I had to get dressed soon. Beth grabbed my shoulders and guided me down the floor. Her warm hands touching my body, pushing it against the ground, felt weird but nice. I couldn’t think too long about how cold my skin was because an even colder object slid inside me.

“Push the thermometer inside him about halfway, you see?” Beth explained to Liz, who was dead silent for a second, then she suddenly burst out laughing. “Pay attention: this is serious. You are doing it next time!” Beth shut her down.

Beth held the thermometer inside my ass firmly; her hands clasped my butt and pressed against me. As she pulled the thermometer out, I shivered.

“He is fine, thank god. He is under a lot of stress, so we need to make sure he won’t get sick.” Beth summed up the experience. “Okay, now let’s apply some skincare.” She continued as she grabbed some powder from the shelf. She turned me around and spread the white powdery substance around my crotch, and rubbed it into my legs. “This will protect your skin.”

They got me up and walked me to my room. Beth looked around hesitantly, her posture slowly changing from calm and confident to aggressive and hostile.

“Em, where is your PSP?” Beth’s inquiry made no sense to me. I did not know what PSP was. Soon I realized she probably meant the toy I got from her some days before.

“Okay, this isn’t good. I can’t believe you lost the gift we gave you.” Beth sounded annoyed – she was very negative. This upset me, and I teared up.

“I know they did this to you to the Institute to remind you, your responsibilities.” she pushed me to the bed. Her hand slapped my behind unexpectedly. I cried up, although she didn’t slap me that hard. She hit me a few more times until my skin stung. I saw the shocked Liz from the corner of my eye, just staring. My body went from chilling cold to achy warm.

“Now, put your pajamas on and get in the bed. It is sleep time for you.” I got upset, not because of the spanking, but because I felt I betrayed my new mom. It terrified me that a taxi would pick me up and bring me back to the institute the next day. What have I done?

THE FAMILY – CHAPTER 3

Themes in this chapter: pissing, diapering

Characters: EM (POV), Beth (Mom), Liz (Sister)

My initial fears turned out to be baseless: mom was great with me the following days. I got a plush from her later – something that was much harder to lose or damage. I was not keen on playing with kids’ toys, but I understood this was important for her. So I kept the teddy bear close like there was no tomorrow and never lost sight of it.

One afternoon, mom asked Liz and me to stay seated at the kitchen table for an announcement. She wore a plain white dress with a pink choker around her neck, her hair in a large bun above her head. She propped up her breasts, which sat squeezed together close to her neckline. Maybe she wanted to impress dad?

“Today is an important day! I am having an interview call with some branding guys. If this works out, I will get to work on some amazing projects. Maybe even you guys will be part of it!” Mom explained with a single breath. “This being said, I need complete silence to work in. Please, go back to your room and stay silent. I will call you once I have finished.”

We both retreated to our room. Mommy followed me shortly and sat next to me on the bed. “Em, I know we had some troubles over the past days. This is important for me, and I need you to stay silent. I’d like you to drink this.” She handed me a bottle with a white liquid in it. I obliged and slowly raised it to my mouth. It tasted like high-fat, creamy milk, so I had no trouble finishing it. Minutes later, I watched mommy return to the kitchen while I dozed off.

I woke up much later feeling incredibly wet. Some reason I thought about the first morning I spent with my family, and I soon figured out why. I pissed all over myself. It drenched my pants and spilled on the bed. I couldn’t believe how much there was.

“Ah, not again. We have to stop you from pissing yourself.” Her concerned voice felt reassuring: she looked like she wanted to help. Her interview call went well, and she had plenty to worry about for the next few days.

The next day, she brought a large bag with her to my room. She opened the package and handed me a thick cloth diaper.

“This is a pair of training pants you can wear while sleeping. So if you have an accident, we don’t have to clean so much afterward.” She took my underwear off and slid the diaper on me. This was smaller – still oversized – underwear than the ones I had to wear at the Institute.

My new nappy had a weight to it: it compelled me to sit down and just move around on my fours. The fastening sat nice and cozy against my skin, and the bottom parts were soft and comforting.

Mom guided me on the bed and tucked me in. Finally, she handed me the bottle of milk and waited until I finished it. “Now, take a nice nap. See you soon.” Her voice trailed off the distance as I placed my head on the pillow and clutched the teddy bear close. I hoped she would be successful.

THE FAMILY – CHAPTER 4

Themes in this chapter: suppository, diaper messing

Characters: Em (POV), Beth (Mom)

“Okay, get on the bed! My last interview is in a few minutes, and I need absolute silence in the house… If this works out, I will get famous!” Mom sounded super excited again. Clearly, the interviews were going super well. At that point, she had 5 of them.

I laid on my bed and looked up at mommy. Her voluminous hair and lush lips shone even in the dim light of my room. She looked like a winner already – even before she fought the battle.

She placed a pacifier in my mouth and turned me around. The pacifier helped me to cope with stress. As I buried my face in my pillow, I had one more quick glance at her face – her eyes whispered ‘everything will be fine’ – and then lingered on her wide but unassuming hips.

I heard her fiddling with something in her pocket. “Okay, I am going to give you a suppository. Do you remember suppository? I heard you got a few in the Institute. I don’t think you had any doo-doo since you have arrived, so this is necessary.” – I remembered clearly. I did not expect this coming but did not dare to protest: this was mommy’s big moment, and I had to oblige.

She reached inside my training pants, moved her hands around to find my rear entrance. She rubbed the medicine against my butt – she knew it needed to melt a little – and pressed it inside once feeling ready. The suppository entered me with ease and stopped almost immediately after it passed the sphincter.

“This will help you feel good and stay healthy. Just rest here for now. When I am done, I will let you out, and you can go to the toilet. I will pick you up in about 30 minutes. You can hold it in for 30 minutes, right?”

She left, lights off, door locked.

I laid there for a while, my head against the pillow, thinking of the cool thing I would do afterward. As the urge kicked in, I turned around and looked up the wall. My eyes glanced at different decorations for a few seconds only. Every time I found something interesting in the room, the cramps got worse, and I had to find something new to distract myself with.

This was the first time I really looked around my room. I saw the outlines of a weird rope in the dark hanging confused on the door, then a tiny shiny seat on the floor in the corner. I examined the large table opposite my bed. It had extremely long legs, so you had to stand next to it – I couldn’t imagine any seat tall enough to seat someone appropriately. Thinking of the tiny sitting next to the super tall table made me giggle.

I thought about the institution again, the time I spent there. When I got spanked repeatedly. As the nurse, Taylor put the thermometer inside me. As the psychologist opened her legs gently, giving me an unforgettable scent.

I thought how much mommy loved me and hoped Liz would appreciate me like a brother. I hoped they don’t send me back to the orphanage. I have to do everything in my power to get through this.

The cramps got absolutely terrible. I wondered when mommy finished with the call. I didn’t know the time. I couldn’t hear any noise from outside. Was it 30 minutes already? Or just 10?

My breathing got heavier as the suppository worked its way up my bowels. The cramps were so distracting; I kept turning around every minute. I never had this much stomach pain. I was probably never this constipated either.

I let a little fart out, or at least I hoped. I sensed my body went on its own way and surrendered to the rectal pill. I reached behind and felt the wetness. I have clearly messed myself. My behind doubled in size as my constipation broke free. I tore up thinking how mad mommy would be once she finished her call. I was silently crying and praying that the training pants wouldn’t leak.

“Ah, this took way longer than I expected!” Mommy claimed as she entered my room. “Oh no, you had an accident. Damn it! I asked you nicely!”

I started crying loud. Mommy realized how upset I was and changed her tone. She knelt next to me. “It is okay. Everything will be fine.” She assured me by petting my head. “I think I had a good morning, so why don’t I change you, and then we can have an enjoyable afternoon together?”

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