It Just Takes Time

Sleepover

The next day, my friend, Chris, heard that I was back home early. So naturally, he asked me to come for a sleepover. Of course, I accepted. I've gone there so many times. I love going to Chris's place, he has the coolest collections and games. When I told my mother about it, she had no problem, but she reminded me that I don't have goodnites anymore.

That is a problem. I had a routine for sleepovers. It's how I got rid of my goodnite without anyone knowing, but a diaper will be much harder. Especially since I couldn't tape them on myself. My mother gave me 3 options, either I can chance it and wear my undies, I can go there already in a diaper, or she can tell Chris's mom, Mrs. Manning, about my diapers and she can put it on me. I told her I'll think about it.

I packed and got all my stuff ready for the sleepover. After supper, i was about to head out, when my mother stopped me, "What's the decision with the diaper". "Well I don't want Mrs. Manning to know about my bedwetting", I said, "and I don't want to wake up in wet underwear". "So lay down and I'll tape the diaper on you", said my mom. After she taped one on me, I put some briefs on top to help hide them. It definitely helped get rid of the crinkle sound, although it made my butt bigger.

At Chris's, I put my suitcase in his bedroom and then we played. Once, his 4 year old brother, Eli, was put to sleep, his mother offered us some coke. I really didn't want any, to help avoid accidents, but Chris grabbed one and I didn't want to be left out.

Finally, we were sent upstairs to bed. By now, I needed to pee. I excused myself and went to the bathroom. I pulled my pants down and shimmied the diaper off. Once, I felt relieved I pulled it up, washed my heads, and headed back. We just lay there talking for a while. We talked sports, school, and even shared some secrets. I admitted that I have a crush on Pam. To which Chris started making kissy sounds to me. Eventually, he fell asleep, while I needed to head back to the toilet.

I went back and tried to maneuver the diaper off of me. As I was trying, I felt the pressure grow. I kept trying, when I heard a knock on the door. "Occupied", I announced. "Hurry, I really need to go", it was Eli. Feeling bad, I pulled up my pants and left. The second the door opened, he ran inside. I laughed, as I recognized that he was doing the potty dance.

As I was waiting for Eli to exit, Mrs. Manning came by. "He's going to be awhile", she said. "We're in middle of stopping his night time accidents, so he has to sit for a while". "Just use the one in the basement". Now I was in trouble. I started to run, but I couldn't hold myself and run. So I found this happy medium and got downstairs. I didn't even close the door, when the dam broke and I felt the diaper bulge. Now I was in a dilemma. What should I do about a diaper. I couldn't sleep without one and I hadn't brought a change. Besides, I didn't know how to put it on. Another issue I had is that I didn't have my plastic bag, to get rid of my used one, on me.

I decided I would go commando, and if I did have an accident, I would blame it on the old hand in the water trick. I took off the diaper, got dressed and headed back to the room. I was holding the diaper in my right hand, thankful that Chris was asleep. As I entered the room, I was startled. "Dude, why are you holding a diaper". I guess Chris wasn't sleeping after all. Ashamed I told him the truth, I have a bladder problem which causes me to pee when I sleep, therefore I need to wear a diaper. "That's funny", he said, "What would Pam think". "You better not", I threatened. "You know I wouldn't", he said. He then asked if I needed a new one. Once Chris knew, I agreed to get diapered by his mother. He got her who proceeded to expertly diaper me. Of course that morning I woke up wet.