Tiffany's Diaper Tales
Volume II
By BabyInDiapers
Written 01/21/2006
Revised 01/30/2006
Chapter 029
I awoke one morning and yawned. It was 9:30. I felt so well
rested from my night's slumber. My attention turned to my
soggy wet cloth diaper. It was quite wet. I tinkled a little
bit and then held Mr. Fluffy and rolled onto my side and with
my thumb in my mouth, I fell back asleep. A while later, mommy
came into the room and lowered the crib rail. "Wake up sleepy
head." She said while tickling my feet. "Is my little girl's
footsies ticklish?" mommy said as she teased me. I laid on my
back as she changed my diaper. Mommy led me into the kitchen
and hoisted me up into my high chair and closed the tray. I
was sitting there in just a diaper and t-shirt.
Mommy fed me some oatmeal. Daddy was reading the paper. It was
a quiet morning in mid December. I had been out of school for
a couple days now, and It was great! After breakfast I called
Laura and Emily on 3-way. We decided to hang out at my house.
A while later Laura's mom dropped her off. She walked up the
driveway with her cane. "I'm up here sweetie." I said as I
stood on the porch step. Laura was at the point where even
though she was able to see things directly in front of her,
her vision was deteriorating. Her mobility instructor was
teaching her how to get around using a cane.
Once she made her way to the step she took my arm and I guided
her into the house. "So how is your day going so far?" I asked
as we went down the hall to my room. "Ok. I slept in." she
said. "Yeah me too." Once in the doorway to my room Laura let
go of my arm and walked with her hand outstretched. She found
the crib rail and went to the left. She sat down on the edge
of the bed and folded her cane and sat it there. I sat in the
chair at my desk. We talked a bit longer. The doorbell rang
and Emily came in a moment later.
"Hey Emily." I said as she sat down on the bed next to Laura.
"Hey." She said. We just talked a while. We played video games
for a little bit. Even Laura was able to play this one game
because it had sounds that she could figure out when the bad
guy was coming at her. She did pretty good too. After a while
we decided to go for a bike ride before lunch. I went to the
garage and got my bike. Emily's bike was also in our garage
from last time we rode bikes and she forgot to take it home.
Laura sat on the handle-bars of Emily's bike. Emily was bigger
then me, and more muscular, so she wouldn't have a problem
steering with Laura's weight on the handle-bars. We rode down
to Laura's house. When we got there we put my bike in the
garage and took the tandem bike. I sat in the front and Laura
in the back. This way she could ride more safely and
comfortably. "This seat is much more comfy than handle-bars."
She said. "Well with your padded tush I didn't think you'd be
able to tell the difference." I said jokingly. We rode for a
while. We stopped at my house for lunch. We all had
sandwiches. Laura spilled her milk at lunch and began to cry.
"Honey it's ok." My mom said as she wiped up the puddle and
knelt by Laura's chair and hugged her. She was pretty upset. I
got out of my highchair. I took her by the hand. She was
crying. I sat her down next to me on the couch. I put my arms
around her and held her. "It's ok baby." I said. "No." she
said while crying. "Do you want me to get you a bottle?" I
asked. She blushed but still answered yes. "Mom can you fix
Laura a bottle?" I asked. I just held her. Mom came into the
living room and handed me the bottle.
"Lay down baby." I said as I let her lay her head in my lap. I
held the bottle and fed her. About two-thirds of the way
through the bottle she stopped sucking. "This milk tastes a
little weird." She said. "Here let me see the bottle." I said.
I looked at it closely. "Um Laura, this bottle is my mommy's
breast milk." I said while trying not to laugh. Laura smiled.
"Yummy. Want more!" she said in her babyish voice. I put the
nipple back to her mouth and she finished her bottle. She
seemed to be feeling much better now.
We finished our lunch and then we went back out to ride our
bikes some more. We had been riding for quite a while. We
decided to turn around and go back towards my house. "Um
Tiffy?" "Laura said shyly. "What honey?" "I gotta go number
two." She said. "Aww, Laura's gonna make poopy in her diaper?"
I said teasingly. "Yeah." She said. "Well then fill your
diapers up and I will change you when we get home ok?" I said
as I reached back and patted her on her knee. Laura was quiet.
She was concentrating on doing a messy in he diaper. "Oh my
goodness. I smell messy pants. Is baby all done pooping in her
didees?" I asked. "Yes, me done. All squishy mushy." She said
in such an adorable baby voice. "Good girl." I said as I
smiled. Emily was riding her bike next to me. She just smiled
at the two of us. "You are such silly babies." She said.
When we came upon Emily's house she decided to go on home.
"Bye Emily." Laura and I said as she rode her bike around the
corner to her house. "You ok back there?" I asked since Laura
had been quiet. "Uh huh." She said. We got to the house and I
stopped the bike. Laura got off. I put the bike up by the
house. I would probably give Laura a ride home before dinner.
"Ok come on." I said as I took her by the hand. I looked down
at her sagging diaper. "Does your messy diaper feel good?" I
asked as I swatted her bottom playfully. "Yeah." She said
while blushing. Her cheeks were dark red. "Aww. Well, I'm
gonna change you when we get to my room." I said as we went
into the house. Mom said hi. She noticed Laura's sagging dirty
diaper. "Laura honey, let me change your didees." Mom said.
"I'll do it mom." I said. "Oh, are you sure you don't need
help?" mom asked. "Nope, I can do it mommy." I said.
We went down to my room I closed the door. I laid Laura down
on the bed. I got some diapering supplies ready and sat down
in front of her on the bed. I placed my hand on the sagging
part of her diaper and firmly squeezed it. "Well little girl
you certainly did make a mess in your diaper." I said
teasingly. I loved making Laura blush. "Ok lift your legs." I
said as I slid off her rubber pants. She had a disposable
diaper on under the rubber pants. "I'm gonna put a cloth
diaper on. Your mom can keep it over there since I'll probably
be spending the night at your place Friday." I said as I
unfastened the tapes.
I slid the diaper down. She had poopy caked on her hiney and
smeared against the left leg opening. I took a wipe and pushed
all the messy down into the diaper. She was a very stinky
girl. She was sucking her thumb. "Ok lift your fanny." I said
as she lifted up so I could wiped her. Then I rolled and taped
the diaper. I then put the nice fluffy dry diaper under her.
She laid there sucking her thumb. She was so relaxed. I pulled
the diaper up between her legs and over her front. I pinned it
into place nice and snug. "Does baby's dry diaper feel comfy?"
I asked as I took my finger and tugged on the inner thigh area
of the diaper to make it bunch up in the middle. This would
allow her legs to come together more so she wouldn't waddle as
much. She smiled. I then took her ankles up in one hand and
started putting the rubber pants on. I slid them down her
legs. Then I spun her around and had her stand by the bed. I
made sure the diaper was all tucked in and that everything was
comfy. I then gave her a hug and patted her diaper bottom.
"Thank you." She said. "You're welcome." I said. We sat and
talked a while. Laura was really regressed. "Ok it's time to
take you home. I said as I handed her the cane and she
unfolded it and I guided her out to the side of the house
where the bike was. She once again folded it. I began to
peddle and we were off on our way. We got to her house a few
minutes later. I put the bike in the garage since the door was
open. Joey came out to help Laura. "Talk to ya later ok?" I
said as she was about to go into the house. "Ok. I talk to you
later Tiff." She said.
I took my bike out of the garage and headed home. That night
the sunset was so beautiful. I just thanked God for the simple
things. Like having my eyesight. I just felt so thankful for
everything. I took my time peddling slowly and I took the long
way home. I stopped at one corner waiting to cross a street. I
lifted my bottom off of the bike seat and began to pee and poo
into my diaper. I sat back down on the bike seat. I was
blushing because I was totally messy and mushing my poopy
diaper against the seat. Now I knew how Laura must have felt
with such a big load in her diaper while riding the bike
earlier. I continued my bike ride home home. After putting my
bike away I opened the kitchen door. Mom and dad were at the
table already eating. "What took you so long?" dad asked. "I
took the long way home." I said as I got up into my highchair.
Mom leaned over to snap the tray into place. "Tiffany." She
said while sniffing. "You are messy." She said. "Yep." I said.
Mom sighed. "Oh well, it can wait until after dinner. I'm sure
you don't mind sitting there in your poo pants do you?" she
asked. "I like it." I said out loud. Somehow my thought and my
speech got confused. I didn't really want to admit that in
front of my parents. But let's get real, it was pretty obvious
by this point that I liked being messy in my diapers. Mom came
back from the microwave with my plate. I blessed my own food
and ate. I ate slow. I didn't want to get out of my high
chair. I felt so naughty, but yet so innocent. It was like I
was being a bad girl for sitting in my poopy diaper at the
dinner table, but yet so innocent because I was a silly little
baby who didn't know any better. My parent's accepted me for
who I was so much so that I didn't feel ashamed of myself.
The end of dinner came too soon. I finished my bottle. "Go lay
down on your bed. I'll come in and clean you up and give you a
bath just as soon as I start the dish washer. She said while
rinsing and then loading dishes into t he dish washer. I
waddled to my bedroom. I grabbed one of my little stuffed
animals from the crib and then laid on the bed. I relaxed and
wet my diaper once more. I was in a state of bliss. I could
still hear mommy in the kitchen. I knew I wouldn't have enough
time to pleasure myself in my diaper but I couldn't resist. I
was masturbating and mom peaked in. "Call mommy when you're
done." She said quietly. I blushed.
I felt such a wonderful flow of energy rushing through my
body. I laid there catching my breath. "Mommy, I'm done." I
yelled as I felt like a toddler in need of her mommy to wipe
her hiney after going potty all by herself. When mommy came in
she went about cleaning me up and didn't even seem to be
bothered by seeing me earlier. I was blushing though. Mommy
rolled up the diaper and put it in the diaper pail. "Ok go
draw your bath water. I'll be there in a moment." Mommy said
as she was hanging up some clothes and straightening up my
room. I went to the bathroom and did as she said.
I was sitting in the bathtub playing with rubber ducky. Mommy
came in and closed the door. She knelt by the tub. She began
to wash me. We talked a little bit but I was getting sleepy
from all the bike riding. Mommy dried me off and wrapped a
towel around me. In my room she rubbed baby oil on my hiney
and pulled two nice thick cloth diapers snuggly between my
legs and pinned them. She then stood me up and slid up my
rubber pants. After a few pats on my bottom she went over to
the closet to get my jammies. She helped me into my footed
jammies. They also had snaps all along the crotch for easy
diaper changing. Then she helped me slide my arms through the
top half of my turquoise pajamas with fishies all over them.
"Mommy can you breastfeed me?" I said as she was finishing
reading me a bedtime story. She pulled off her t-shirt and sat
it to the side of her. She unclasped her bra and set it by her
shirt. I took my two pillows from the bed and put them on the
left side of mommy and she laid her arm against them. I was
sitting in her lap and I laid back against her arm. I began to
suckle on her nipple. I absolutely loved nursing on my mommy.
I felt the wonderful feelings of security, nurturing, love,
and so on. I wet my diaper while laying there. My eyes grew
heavy. I fell asleep in her arms. Daddy came in and moved me
to my crib. I slept through the transition. I felt so tranquil
even when I woke up early in the morning. It was to early to
get up. I just laid there. I had wet in my sleep. I hadn't
done that as much lately. I thought I might be growing out of
bedwetting. It may seem strange, but I was glad to still have
no control over my bedwetting. I felt so babyish, so helpless,
but yet so loved. I held my teddy bear and laid there looking
at the clock. It was 5:50 am. I closed my eyes and fell back
asleep.