Danny's Tricks Part 3
[In which Danny realizes that he can no longer control his bladder and has his first bowel movement in his diaper.]
About three weeks after that, I didn't put on a diaper when I came home from school. After supper I drank several cans of 7-Up and then went into the family room to watch TV with my folks. Soon I could feel the pressure building up in my bladder. I just relaxed and soon warm liquid was flowing into my pants. Since I was sitting down, most of the liquid ran down between my legs, saturated the seat of my jeans, and began soaking onto the cushion of the chair I was sitting in. After about another hour, when I figured that I'd done about as much damage to the furniture as I could, I nonchalantly got up, asked my folks if I could bring them anything from the kitchen, and walked past them giving them a good look at my urine soaked jeans. My mother gasped and then when she looked over at the chair I had been sitting in said: "Oh Danny, what have you done? I just had that chair reupholstered and I don't know whether the stain will come out." "Oh gosh Mom", I replied, "I don't know how that happened. I didn't even realize that I'd wet myself. Maybe I'd better to up to my room and put on a diaper." "Yes young man, you'd better do just that", my father yelled at me. So from that point on, whenever I'm at home I wear a diaper as ordered by my folks!
I used the same technique at school and after several "accidents", the school nurse called my Mother to discuss the situation. Mom told the nurse how I've temporarily been wearing diapers around the house and the nurse told her that I'd wet myself at school three times in the past week and that she should consider keeping me in diapers a full twenty four hours a day. My Mother reluctantly agreed and now I'm wearing diapers all the time. This was really great as now I could wear one diaper and wet it several times before it would become so saturated that it would begin to leak a little and I would have to change it for a dry one. But I did find that I was having more trouble controlling myself. Way back when, I had to really force myself to pee my pants, and when I first started wearing diapers I had to consciously release the urine into my diapers. But nowadays it just sort of happens and often I don't even realize that I've wet myself till I feel the wetness in my diapers. If I really concentrate I can hold back the pee, but since I'm wearing diapers all the time now I don't see why I should worry about whether I can control myself or not.
Mom was out driving around doing errands today and I was just going along for the ride. She looked over at me and commented that my hair was getting pretty shaggy and we should probably make the Barber Shop one of our stops. I hadn't paid much attention to my hair but I reached up and felt it and agreed that she was probably right. Now my hair is naturally very curly and I had these thick curls that reached down almost to my shoulders. But then I started thinking about the Barber Shop and didn't really like the idea of sitting in the chair and having the barber cut my hair so I started fussing about it and after awhile Mom said: "Oh Danny, quit acting like such a baby. If you're going to make that much of a fuss we'll just skip the haircut."
Mom called the doctor and asked if he could write a note to get me excused from gym class so the other boys wouldn't have to see me getting dressed and undressed in my diaper. But his response was that while I do have a medical problem, "incontinence" he called it, but that it shouldn't interfere with my everyday activities. Some of the guys have kidded me but most of them act like it's no big deal. So when I go to gym class, I'll keep my diaper on till the activity is over, and then pull it off before we take showers. After the shower, back in the locker room I'll just apply a little Baby Oil to my crotch and then squirt some talcum powder into my diaper before I pull it on. Doesn't take all that much time. No big deal.
Well, it wasn't a big deal except for today when I had an accident. I was sitting on the bench in front of my locker and had just reached inside for a fresh diaper when I heard this dripping noise. I looked down and saw that my bladder had chosen that moment to empty itself and I was pissing on the floor. As I looked down in horror a large yellow puddle formed beneath me I tried "clamping down" to stop the flow of urine but it didn't work I have no control over my bladder anymore. Oh God, did the guys kid me about that and by the end of the school day it was all over school that the diaper kid had pissed himself in gym today.
Since I've been wearing my diapers as long as I can, I've been having some problems with leaking especially at night when I'm asleep. Now it wasn't as bad as when I was peeing the bed and mattress every night, but the bedclothes have gotten pretty stained and there is a urine smell in my bedroom again. I guess Mom noticed it because when I used up the last of the pull-ons, I found that she had replaced them with something called a "Tranquility ATN (All-Through-the-Night) Fitted Brief." And along with the diapers there was a box of "Tranquility TopLiner Contours." Mom explained that the new diapers were much more absorbent, and that the "Contours" were pads that went into the bottom of the diapers to absorb even more liquid. When I opened the box of Briefs and took one out I could see a couple of other differences they were much taller than the pull-ons for one thing. The pull-ons were like Jockey briefs, only much more absorbent, and they rose only as high as an inch or so below my navel. But the new briefs must be about six inches higher than the old ones as they completely cover my stomach and come up to the bottom of my chest. The other difference is that the new briefs aren't the pull-on style they're shaped like an hourglass or a figure-8 and I have to sit on them, pull up the front and back panels, and then fasten them with two adhesive tapes on each side.
Well, the first time I tried one of the new briefs on it sure felt different like it was much thicker than the old briefs and it came way up and over my stomach. And after I'd struggled with how to adjust its fit with the adhesive tabs I remembered that I'd forgotten to put the Contour pad in the bottom so I had it take it off again -luckily you can reuse the tabs once or twice. So I got the Contour pad in the bottom and put the brief back on and got it adjusted. Wow did it look different on me! With the added thickness of the diaper and then the added pad in the bottom, the diaper now comes halfway down to my knees. And there's so much material between my legs now that I can't walk as I used to I have to spread my legs apart now. Now I'm not saying that it was bad or uncomfortable or anything, but it sure did feel different and my body was now enclosed by my diaper from the bottom of my chest to halfway down to my knees. With all that added bulk, there was no way that any of my jeans would fit me. But at least it was Friday night and I didn't have anything planned for the rest of the weekend so for Friday night and Saturday, and most of Sunday till Mom could get me some new pants, I just wore my diapers around the house. Even though at first it felt kinda strange to be walking around in just my diapers in front of my parents, by Sunday it didn't bother me at all.
When Mom gave me my new jeans on Sunday, I realized why it had taken her so long to get them she had to shop around to find the right size of, get this, MATERNITY JEANS! There was so much bulk around my waist now that she had to get the kind of maternity jeans that have the expandable panels in them to be able to contain the diaper and yet fit well on the rest of my body. Well, I wasn't too cool with wearing these kind of jeans to school but she had also bought me some shirts that were longer and when I put one on and left it hanging outside my jeans it pretty much covered everything up. So if you looked at me now, I've got a kind of pear shape but that's a small price to pay I've been wearing that first pair of the new diapers for two days now and they haven't leaked yet. Well, I've got to admit that with all the liquid in them that they've sagged down almost to my knees and they make this squishing noise when I walk but I love that. I eventually found that I could usually wear the diapers for about three days before leakage became a problem, but after three days, did they stink when I took them off - Phew! After about a week of this I found another problem, I had developed diaper rash. So when I do change my diaper now, I have to be very careful to wash off my crotch and dick and balls and completely dry them. Then I have to rub lotion into the skin to reduce the redness and irritation. After that I have to cover the area with Vaseline or Baby Oil and finally, I have to apply a liberal coating of talcum powder. Instead of just pulling on a clean pair of briefs, the whole process now takes about five to ten minutes depending upon how bad the rash is. The first time I had to change my diaper in gym class, I sure got a lot of stares from the guys as I prepared myself for the clean diaper. And then I found that I'd run out of time and was late to my next class that was embarrassing.
Whooffff, that Mexican food did me in last night. My Dad has a younger brother, Marty, who had never gotten married. Well, Marty finally decided to tie the knot so there was a big family dinner last night to celebrate the upcoming wedding. Dad let Marty choose the restaurant and Marty picked a Mexican restaurant way the hell over on the other side of town. So after Mom and Dad got out of work we piled in the car and fought rush hour traffic to get to the restaurant. As Marty was the guest of honor he got to order his favorite foods. Well, let me tell you that Marty doesn't like any entrιe that's not at least glowing red hot. So he orders all this stuff and we started to chow down. But about halfway through dinner I'm like, my mouth is burning and all the water I'm drinking isn't helping. And then later on my stomach started sending me signals that it might be a good idea if I didn't eat any more. By the time the dinner was over I'm sitting there and my gut is acting like a washing machine with all the churning and gurgling going on. As we got in the car for the ride home I felt a little cramping but I figured that it was just some gas or something. But as we pulled out onto the freeway the cramps got worse and I got the impression that some serious action was going to take place pretty soon. I was getting ready to ask my Dad to get off the freeway and find a gas station or something where I could make an emergency trip to the restroom, but then I figured that he probably couldn't find a place in time and, what the hell, I was wearing my industrial strength diapers anyway so not to worry. Anyway, about ten minutes after that it happened. I felt one huge cramp and then this stuff started flowing out into my diaper. It was like the Niagara Falls of shit. I didn't know what else to do so I leaned back and pretended that nothing was happening as this warm and sticky mixture filled my diaper and flowed around to cover my balls and dick. After the "eruption" stopped, I just sat back and tried to figure out what had just happened. Well, I knew what had happened, I had crapped my pants, but I liked the sensation. If filling my diaper with pee felt good, filling it with crap felt even better. So I just sat in the back seat of the car and gently pressed on the bulging front of my jeans and felt the shit squishing around my crotch. When we got home that night I went directly to bed and lay there and enjoyed the warm and sticky feeling of my full diaper.
In the morning, of course, I had a real mess to clean up. Not only did I have to spend more time cleaning myself off, but I had a diaper that was dripping this foul brown crap that I had to dispose of, and worse, it had leaked in my bed during the night so I had to change the bedclothes before I went to school. But after all of the hassles, I found myself asking the question: "Was it worth it?" and the answer was YES!
[To Be Continued]