Tiffany's Diaper Tales
Volume II
By BabyInDiapers
Written 12/27/2005
Chapter 027
That morning we both woke up late. We had slept in until
almost lunch time. "Let's change our diapers and clean up the
house a little. We kind of made a mess last night and didn't put
anything away after we played." I said as we lay there in the
crib still waking up. "Ok I'll change you if you change me."
Laura said. "Ok that'll work." I said as I sat up and lowered
my side of the crib. I got out and got some diapering
supplies. I came back and changed her while she lay in the
crib. Then I laid down and let her diaper me. Laura
accidentally poked her finger with the diaper pin. It bled a
couple drops. "Owie." she said. I instinctively kissed her
finger and asked if it was all better now. Laura giggled.
We got dressed and put away the toys and cleaned up the
kitchen and so on. We heated up some breakfast. I let Laura
sit in my high chair. I was sort of playing mommy to her. She
was still somewhat regressed. As I cleared the table I saw the
answering machine light was blinking. I hit play to see who
called. It was mom and dad checking in. Also Laura's mom left
a message telling us to call back when we woke up. So I dialed
Laura's number. We talked to her mom for a couple minutes. She
said she would be by to pick up Laura and I to go to the park
to play.
We went out and sat on the front porch waiting for Laura's
mommy. She came a few minutes later and we got in the car and
headed for the park. Laura's mom stopped along the way to get
us each a milk shake. We had fun playing. Laura's mom brought
us to her house. She tucked us into the crib for a short nap
until dinner time. Ralph was going to be cooking steaks on the
grill.
Later on I woke up. I totally soaked my diaper. Laura was also
awake. We talked for a couple minutes until Joey knocked on
Laura's door and told us it was dinner time. We got up and
joined them in the kitchen. The dinner was so yummy. That
evening after dinner and hanging out with Laura, the time
finally came for me to go home.
Once I got to the house I got a shower and then put in a
movie. I needed something to take my mind off the feeling of
being alone and somewhat afraid. I kept busy so as not to
think about it. After that movie was over I put in another
one. during the middle of the second movie I felt the need to
go poo. I decided to do something different than what I
normally would do. I took off my cloth diaper and rubber
pants. Then I took another pair of smaller rubber pants from
when I was younger and pulled them up over my bare skin. I
loved the way they pressed tightly against my tush and other
sensitive places. I then pinned on a cloth diaper. Then put
another pair of rubber pants on. Then unfolded a diaper and
put it on the couch where I was sitting. I wanted to be sure
that I didn't leak on the couch.
I was beginning to sweat in my rubber pants. I tinkled a
little. It made a puddle in them. I liked this so far. I then
stood up and tried to relax. I was nervous about going poo in
my rubber pants like this. I guess in some ways my mind wasn't
sure if this reversed diaper configuration would work or not.
I then let go and wow did it feel good. I could hear the inner
rubber pants crinkle as the poo filled them. I sat down and
did my usual mushing routine. The poopy just spread
everywhere. I felt all sticky, hot and sweaty and it felt
really good having it all over me. I also liked the fact that
it was all contained and I had no leaks.
I resumed the movie. I have to say that I don't remember the
last half because I was very preoccupied. I knew I was super
messy so I found some rubber gloves in the first aid kit. I
put one on my right hand. I slid my hand down into my diaper.
Even through the latex gloves I could feel the poopy caked all
around my tush and between my legs. I stopped for a second.
That sense of guilt hit me all at once. I almost felt like
crying.
I was feeling so many new sensations. I was alone and afraid
and ashamed. I broke down and really cried. I removed my hand
from the diaper. I wiped off the glove with a wipe and then
took it off. I sat there crying. I decided that I needed to
talk to someone. I knew it was getting late but I called
Tammy's dorm room. A few rings and then a comforting voice.
"Hello?" Tammy answered on the other end. "Hi, it's me." I
said sobbing.
"Tiffany, what's wrong?" she asked. I just lost it. She knew
mom and dad were away so she seemed really concerned that
something might have happened to me. "Tiffy, talk to me baby."
she said trying to calm me down. "I hate the things I do. I
feel so ashamed of myself." I said and still was crying. "Tell
me what's going on. What are you doing that is upsetting you
sweetie?" she said. Somehow I just got up the nerve to just
say it. "I put on a pair of rubber pants, against my bare
skin, then a diaper and then rubber pants outside of that. I
pooped and peed myself and squished it. Then I put on a latex
glove and started to play with myself in my dirty rubber
pants." I said while hardly being able to talk.
"Oh honey. That's nothing to cry over. Sweetie, you're just
trying new things because you are home alone and you know you
can get away with things. So you're trying to find your limits
honey." she said. "But I feel so dirty." I said while
sniffling. "I know baby. I've felt that way before too. But
you know what?" "What?" I whimpered. "You're just doing things
that feel good to you. It's ok that you like to be a messy
girl. We all love you, God still loves you, and you need to
learn to love yourself sweetie." she said calmly and in a
nurturing tone of voice.
"I know Tammy but I feel so ashamed." I said. "When I used to
feel that way, I would take a piece of paper and write ten
good things I liked about myself, and then that would make me
feel better. Because honey you are a very nice and loving
person. Just because you like something that is different
doesn't make you bad. Just enjoy yourself. If you feel like
you're pushing your limits to far and you don't feel good
about it, then you know where your limits are. I wish I was
there with you. I know this is hard to go through anyway, but
even harder when by yourself. But I'll stay on the phone with
you until you calm down more." she said.
I was beginning to calm down much more. "I love you." I said
to Tammy. "Honey, I love you so very much. I'd love you even
if you're covered in poopy. I think you should just have fun,
just be careful though. Make sure you clean up really good
when you're done being messy girl. Okay?" she said. "yeah I
will." I said. We talked a little about other things for a few
minutes then we hung up.
I sat there still messy. I put the glove on. put some baby oil
on it and slid it down into my messy rubber pants and had a
really good time. I don't really feel like sharing to much
more details about all that I did because it's a personal
thing. But I'm sure you can use your imagination. Needless to
say, I had fun spraying myself with the hose in the backyard
when I was finished having my fun. My talk with Tammy really
did help. I kind of realized that my limits were probably
going to change as I grew up. But I realized that I was not
hurting anyone and that it's ok to do what I do when I have my
own privacy.
I watched another movie and started getting sleepy. I double
diapered my cute little hiney. I then brushed my teeth. I got
Mr. Fluffy and a blanket and laid down on the couch to finish
the movie. I fell asleep before the end. I woke up in the
middle of the night. Surprisingly I wasn't afraid. I just
talked to Mr. Fluffy. I guess it was my way of feeling safe
and secure when I normally would feel afraid. I got into the
crib and snuggled in my blanket with Mr. Fluffy and fell back
asleep until morning.
I woke up that morning around 10:30 or so. I just laid in my
crib. I didn't really feel like doing anything. I just laid
there cuddling with Mr. Fluffy and my other animals. After a
while I got hungry so I went to the kitchen to fix myself some
breakfast. The diaper I was wearing was soaked pretty good so
I decided I would change. I decided to wear a pair of tight
leggings that barely fit over my cloth diaper. I then put
rubber pants over them. After a while I wet my diaper.
Surprisingly the wetness didn't show through onto my leggings.
I got on my computer and went online. I was chatting in some
teen baby rooms. I also was reading some stories on-line.
After a while I wet myself again. This time my blue leggings
showed the wetness. As time went on I wet myself a couple more
times. My rubber pants were even leaking a little bit. When I
got out of my chair I noticed the back of my legs were wet.
Also there was a wet spot on the towel I had placed on the
chair. I decided to sit in the bathtub with my clothes on. I
loved the feeling. Around mid afternoon I got out of the tub
and changed into double cloth diaper and rubber pants. I got
on my bike and rode around the neighborhood. I visited Emily
for a couple hours.
I came home and took a nap around 4:30. The phone rang a while
later. Laura asked if I wanted to come over for dinner. I told
her yes. Her mom picked me up a while later. I stayed over
there until around 7:30. When I got home I took a shower. I
decided to try something I had read about on-line earlier in
the day. I took plastic wrap and wrapped it all around my
diaper area. I then put 2 cloth diapers on and a pair of
rubber pants. Then I put my footed jammies on. I loved the
feeling of the plastic wrap sticking to my skin. It was
different from the rubber pants I had put on under my diaper
the night before.
I kind of knew that at some point in the evening I was going
to go poo. Sure enough around 10 or so I did a big messy in my
diaper. I loved how the plastic felt and yet I could still
feel the pee puddle in my inner cloth diaper because of the
way the plastic wrap was around me. I slid my hand down the
front. I rubbed myself on top of the plastic wrap. I could
feel that I was messy underneath the plastic wrap. I kind of
liked this because I could touch myself without getting my
hands dirty.
I poked my finger through the plastic and slid two fingers in.
I fingered myself and had a few orgasms. I then wiped my
fingers off in a baby wipe and got out of the crib and turned
out the lights. I set my alarm clock so I could get up in time
for school the next morning. I didn't bother to change my
dirty diaper. I laid awake a while just enjoying the dirty
diaper. I didn't feel as weird about it this time. I
remembered what Tammy had told me. She was right. I just
needed to experiment to see what I liked and find where my
limits were.
I woke up the next morning to the annoying sound of my alarm
clock. I went outside in the back yard and did the usual clean
up with the hose. It was much easier than wiping. especially
since the plastic wrap was stuck to me. It was quite a mess. I
then got a shower and rubbed some lotion into my skin so I
wouldn't smell like poopy. I then got dressed for school and
had a piece of toast and then left to catch the bus.
The next days went by faster since I spent the days at school
and the afternoons at Emily's doing band practice. I invited
Robert to come over to my house Tuesday evening. His mom
didn't know my parents were gone. Since he was dropped off at
band practice at Emily's she just assumed that when he called
from my house that my parents were there.
We sat on the couch and cuddled. We were watching TV. After a
while I announced that I needed to change because my diaper
was soaked. "Hey Tiff, let me change you." he said. I blushed.
"Come on little baby, lets go change your diaper." He said
with a smile. I knew I would be safe with Robert so I just
regressed. He took my hand and led me into my room. I laid on
the bed. This would be easier for him to change me. He got a
diaper, rubber pants, wipes, and powder and came over to the
bed where I was laying.
He slid down my rubber pants. He then put the dry diaper under
me. I then helped him with the pins. Then our eyes met as he
slid open my diaper. He paused for a moment and looked me
over. I'm sure this was his first time seeing a girl naked. I
didn't mind that he was looking. I knew boys were usually
curious. Heck, so were girls. Anyway, he changed me and it
went very well. He then took off his pants and was standing
there in his underwear. "You want a diaper too?" I asked. He
nodded. "Ok off with your undies and I'll get your little tush
all nice and diapered. I said as I went to get a diaper and
rubber pants.
"Ok lift your hiney." I said as I slid the diaper under him
and then pulled it between his legs. I got to see his winky.
After I pulled his rubber pants up he stood there and I patted
his tush and pressed my palm against the front of his diaper.
He was very hard. I smiled.
We had talked about things before and we both were not ready
for sexual stuff so we just spent the evening playing baby.
The door bell rang around 9. We were half asleep in front of
the TV. "Oh my God." I said as I realized we were both in just
diapers and shirts. We both ran to my room. "You don't have
time to take off the diaper. Just pull on your pants and socks
and shoes. I said. I put on a pair of footed pajamas. I ran
out to answer the door so she wouldn't think anything was up.
"Hi Mrs. Taylor." I said as I stood in the door way. She
looked me up and down. I guess she noticed that I wasn't
exactly dressed proper for having company over. "Where's
Robert?" she asked. "OH he's in the bathroom." I said. Just
then he came out into the living room. "Hey mom." he said as
he walked toward her. "Where are your parent's Tiffany?" she
asked as she surveyed the room.
"Um well they are out on a boat right now." I said. "Oh
really?" Robert's mom said while giving us both the evil eye.
"Robert why do you have one of her diapers on!" she said as
she tugged on his shirt which exposed the top of the diaper.
She must have noticed the bulge in his pants. I knew we were
in trouble. "Tiffany, I'm disappointed in you." she said as
she
grabbed Robert's arm and started to leave. I had to say
something. "Why? It's not my fault you hate me because I wear
diapers and because Robert likes them too! I didn't make him
like them! and for your information he put them on himself!" I
said.
She glared at me. "Excuse me." she said as she took Robert
down the hall and into the bathroom and slammed the door. I
went up to the door. I could hear her pulling down his pants
and taking off the diaper while she was cursing under her
breath. When the door opened she stood there. "Your damn
diaper is in the tub. You'd better say goodbye to Robert.
You're not going to see him. Ever!" she said as she
practically drug him out of the house.
"Please, don't do that. Please Mrs. Taylor. I'm sorry!" I
cried. Robert was so sad looking at me through the window as
she gunned it out of our driveway. I ran back in the house and
closed the door. I fell onto the couch and cried my little
heart out. The phone rang. I tried to get it together.
"Hello?" "Hi Tiff. It's mom. How are you?" she said. "Good." I
said while still whimpering some. "Honey is something the
matter?" mom asked. "No, Just watched a really sad show. and
you know how I get sometimes." I said. "Aww. Well hey listen,
we're coming into the port in an hour. We will be home late
tonight after you're asleep. There were some storms in this
one area we were at so we had to skip a couple stops. Anyway
well be home probably by 3am. I'll get you up for school in
the morning. Ok baby?" mommy said.
"Ok that's cool," We talked a moment and then hung up. I
hurriedly went through the house finishing my last minute
cleaning. I made sure all my evidence from my messy fun was
gone and that everything was washed and the house was back in
order. It was almost midnight. I ran out of things to clean. I
was trying not to think about what happened. I was also
worried
that Mrs. Taylor might tell my parents at some point. I
decided to call Tammy. I had some time left on my calling
card. It was only 11 there. I told her everything that
happened. I told her about us diapering each other and
everything.
We talked until almost 1 AM I decided I should go to bed. I
laid there trying to go to sleep. I wet my diaper. I couldn't
fall asleep. It was almost 2 AM when I called Robert's number.
Mr. Taylor answered. "Hello?" he said. "May I speak to Mrs.
Taylor please?" I said. "Do you have any idea what time it
is?" He muttered. "It's important." I said. He handed her the
phone.
"What do you want?" she asked. "I wanted to say I'm sorry for
what happened tonight." "Sorry isn't going to cut it young
lady." she said. "But listen, please. I know you don't approve
of the whole diaper thing, but Robert and I like to wear them.
I wanted to tell you that we did change each other, and we
didn't do anything bad." "I already knew you put the damn
thing on him. He wouldn't have known how to pin it on." she
said. "Please give me another chance? I really care about
Robert. I should never have let him come over with my parents
away. I made a mistake. And I really wish I could take it
back." I said.
"Ok honey, I'll think about it. I can tell you this, Robert
won't be leaving the house for two weeks except for school."
she said. "I understand." I said. "I tell ya what. I wont
mention this to your parents, but next time use your head.
Also I don't want my son wearing those damn things. If I ever
catch him wearing one again, I will separate you two. Do you
understand?" she said. "Yes mam." I said. "Okay. Don't call
here for two weeks. Robert is on restriction." she said. I
said ok. Then she hung up on me. I felt somewhat better.
Compared to not knowing if I would see Robert again, two weeks
wasn't so bad. Then again, yes it was. We wouldn't even see
each other at school. I laid there and I heard the alarm and
the door opening and my parents and Aunt Kathy coming in. I
tried to fake asleep. Mommy came in and checked on me. "Honey,
why are you still wake?" she asked as she patted my diapered
tush. "Mommy." I said as I sat up and hugged her. "Hi baby. I
missed you." she said as she smothered me with kisses and
hugs.
She saw the tissue box sitting by my pillow and a bunch of
used ones. "Honey, have you been crying again?" she asked. I
nodded. "So what's wrong sweetie. Tell mommy." she said as she
pulled me up onto her lap and held me. I rested my head on her
shoulder. "I don't wanna talk about it." I said. "Okay baby."
she said as she rocked me. She then took off her shirt and bra
and breast fed me. She knew I needed comforting and nurturing.
I fell asleep. Mommy laid there in the crib with me. We woke
up the next morning. I felt like my jammies were wet. I then
realized mommy wet the crib and must not have had her diaper
on.
I nudged her awake. "Oh no. I'm sorry baby, I wet." she said.
"It's ok mommy." I said while yawning. She stripped the crib
bedding and took it to the laundry room. She then took off her
wet clothes. She then hurried across the kitchen and living
room into her room. She took a shower there. She had called
Aunt Kathy to come help me. I sat in the tub as Aunt Kathy
bathed me.
A while later we were all at the breakfast table. I was so
tired from my lack of sleep the past couple days. "I bet I
know someone will be ready for a nap when they get home from
school." Mommy said as she hugged me as I left for the bus.
That day at school I told Laura & Emily all about what
happened
last night.
The first time I was home alone was quite an adventure. I
learned a lot from my time alone. I definitely had fun though.
As the two weeks wore on, I missed Robert so much. I wrote him
love letters and saved them up for when I got to see him. As
much fun as being home alone was, I really was glad to have my
family back. I also realized that I needed to see Mrs. Woods
soon. For as much as I had learned about myself over the past
days, I had many more questions.