"Good Morning James, how did you sleep", asked my mother. I tried to think of something witty to reply, but couldn't. "Are you dry", she asked. I felt my sheets and blankets, "I think so", I said excitedly. I stood up and immediately felt my pants sink downwards. "Let me check", she said. She pulled my pants back and stuck 2 fingers into the crotch of the diaper. "You're soaked", she said. "Come let's take the diaper off and take a shower". She undid the tapes, as I watched my soggy diaper fall to the floor. I then ran to the bathroom to shower.
As the water came down, I couldn't help but think at how babyish I was. I just had an elmo diaper meant for my 3 year old brother and I used it for its intended purpose. I had 2 comforts, none of my friends know of my problem and that the diaper didn't leak like my goodnites sometimes do.
During breakfast, grandpa asked me how I would be spending the day. I told him that I would head over to Drew's place and play with him. 11 o'clock came and I was found knocking on Drew's door. His mother welcomed me in and sent me to Drew's room. As I entered, Drew was just lying there still half asleep. I grabbed his blanket off of him and told him to come play.
He turned to me looking a little embarrassed. "I'm so embarrased that I'm wearing tighty-whities, I usually have boxer-briefs", he said. "What's to be embarrassed about that, I wear them all the time and I love them", I told him showing him that I was wearing green minion ones. "But you only wear them because of your problem", he said. I looked at him bewildered, "what problem". "You know, you're accidents", he whispered. After a short period of stunned silence I finally managed to ask, "That's not true, even non bedwetters wear them". "But anyways how do you know about it". "Don't worry, I'll keep your secret, but I found out because your mother came by last night to ask if we had any pullups", he said. "But unfortunately we didn't have any left, I stopped wearing them 3 years ago". I couldn't help myself, but I burst out crying. "It's all right", he said, "if you want, we can have a sleepover and we'll both wear your protection". After a while I composed myself and agreed, hoping my mother will find some goodnites while shopping.
When I got back, I mentioned Drew's idea for a sleepover and was told that it wouldn't work because tomorrow, grandpa would be taking me to the braves game and then we would be heading back the next day. "But we'll keep it in mind for the next time you come by". After supper, i was in my room reading the 4th captain underpants book, when my mother came in holding a bag. "Look what I got you", she exclaimed. I looked on curiously as she handed me a brand new captain underpants book. "We'll keep that for the way home", she said. She then threw me the bag. "Peek inside". I looked inside and saw that she had bought me captain underpants briefs. "I didn't know they made them", she said, "but I know that you would prefer wearing professor poopy pants over Lightning McQueen". I nodded my head in agreement.
After I thanked her for the new undies, I asked her if she found any goodnites. "I looked in the store but they didn't have any". "But don't worry, I'll go get you another one of Davey's diapers". "You lie down and I'll be right back to diaper you". She left the room to get one, and I just got myself ready. I guess it was becoming normal for me to be diapered.
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It Just Takes Time
General FictionIt takes time for James to stop wetting the bed. Follow his ups and downs here. As always comments are appreciated.