The Director sighed knowing this was going to be a little rough but it had to be done, if they tried to "hide it" like Kyle wanted it would just make matters worse, easier to get it done and over with. She took a firm hold on Kyle's hand, giving it an almost apologetic squeeze, and started out the door of the nursery. The plastic on the bottom of the sleeper Kyle was wearing made it a little easy for him to walk, but at the same time made it so he could not dig his feet in, he would just slide across the floor with a firm enough tug as he found out. He continued to hiccup as they walked down the hall. Kyle tried to get himself under control but with each step, the diaper crackled loudly, it sounded like a death toll to him.
The thickness of the diaper prevented him from walking normal, giving his hips a bit more sway then he was use to as he waddled half a step behind the Director. His heart was running a five mile race in under thirty seconds, he was sure it was burst from his chest any moment. He whimpered just a little as they stopped in front of the rec room door. The Director didn't give Kyle a second to stop or think she simply opened the door and pulled him in with her. Most the kids were in there either playing on the computers, or watching the big screen TV. A few were laughing and poking fun at the boy Kyle had seen earlier, one of the bed wetters. The kids had the other four bedwetters already sitting in a play pen, forcing them to play with the baby toys that were there.
This was part of the "punishment" for the bedwetters, the other kids got to tease them mercilessly about being back in a diaper. Two of the girls were teasing the boy that Kyle saw earlier, putting a baby bonnet on his head and saying what a cry baby he was. Kyle tried to hide behind the Director but she would not let him, she simply pulled him in front of her then flicked the lights on and off to get the kids attention. "Everyone I want your attention now, girls stop teasing the big baby and look at me!" She sculled to two girls that were picking on the other boy.
Kyle felt his face go a dark shade of red as everyone turned to look at the Director; they all saw Kyle standing there in the bright yellow footed pjs, the diaper bulge unmistakable. The other kids saw Kyle and started to laugh, which was a natural reaction was to laugh at seeing a 18 year old boy being dressed like a toddler. "Now that will be enough of that!" The Director shouted over the roar, "You all will be quite this minute unless every last one of you wants to end up like that little cry baby over there!" she said as she pointed at the recent bed wetter, the boy just stood there still crying, she could even tell that his diaper was wet as the boy was wearing only a t-shirt, diaper and now one of the girls' baby bonnets. As soon as the words left her mouth the room went so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
"There that is much better. I am here to tell every single one of you, and you will pass this along to anyone that is not in here. Kyle is not to be made fun of. He gave up his own bed and his own space so that our newest members can stay together as a family should stay together. As a few of you know family is what matters and we try our very best not to split a family up, if Kyle had not stepped in and offered up his own bed, knowing he was going to have to sleep in the nursery, so that the brother and sister, who you will all get a chance to meet and to get to know, they would have been forced apart. So if I hear one word about any of you picking on Kyle for the way he is dressed or where he is sleeping you will be joining the bedwetters group for a month, does everyone here understand me?!' The director could be a very scary matriarch when she wanted to be and today she would have scared Arnold Schwarzenegger with her voice.
Kyle just kept his head down not daring to look around the room, he bit his bottom lip trying not to cry in front of everyone, this had to be the roughest day of his life, and he was hoping that the floor would just suddenly open up and eat him! The Director simply turned Kyle around and lifted his head up and smiled down at him. "There trust me little one you have nothing to fear. Now why don't you go hop on the computer, there is a terminal free, I will set the timer for two hours for you then I will come and get you. Tonight you are going to have a bit of an early bed time, I know it's not fair but this has been a rough day on you hon and a little extra sleep won't hurt you."
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The Helpful Boy
General FictionAn orphan boy's natural inclination to help where he can ends him up changing him more then he could ever have thought! I have had this story for a while shared it in the past thought i would put it here, keep in mind I am not finished with this...