The Baby Sitter App Part 5

This story is written by fuzzybunny

Potty and Bath Time

Jeff kept looking at the time as he tried his best to hold his bladder.

“Are you going to make it. Let’s see how much longer.” Jeff said as he laughed and looked over at the timer.

“You have a little over seven minutes left. I don’t think you can make it.” Jeff said as he laughed. Jeff just kept staring and trying his best to look away at the time and think about something else.

“Baby Chase it will be ok. I’ll make sure you can get changed.” Jeff chuckled. Chase just looked away at him and kept looking down the whole time at his potty.

“Now, what kind of pjs do you want to wear for bed tonight. Would you like space themed ones or the ones that have little animals all over them.” Jeff asked Chase. But Chase didn’t answer back, he just kept staring down.

“Well I can choose for you. So what kind of diapers do you want to wear tonight. Cloth or disposable.” Jeff said as he looked at Chase. Chase picked his head up and glared at him.

“You will be in diapers tonight my little baby. Now let’s see how long. Five more minutes. How you are holding out.” Jeff said as he looked at Chase. Chase just looked at the timer, the time just seemed to be going slow. After a few moments of Chase squirming and Jeff laughing at the situation, there was only two minutes left on the timer.

“Last two minutes it seems.” Jeff said as he got up and walked over to Chase.

“Maybe you can make it after all.” Jeff said as he giggled and patted Chase on the back.

Chase and Jeff, watched the timer count all the way down to zero. Chase just began to smile behind his pacifier as he began to squirm on the seat of the potty as the pressure on his bladder was about to burst open.

“Huh, so you made it huh. Well you did good. So, I guess, I can let you out and you can use the restroom by yourself. I’ll give you some privacy.” Jeff said with a smirk on his face. Jeff unstrapped Chase’s wrist and waist strap and helped Chase up.

“Alright bud, you can use anyone of these. I’ll be outside if you need me. You only have five minutes to go, so make it count.” Jeff said as he walked out the room and locked the door behind him. Chase sighed in relief as he began to pull down his shorts but noticed they wouldn’t budge. Chase tried to pull them down again, but it didn’t seem to work. He looked down and saw that he was still wearing a locking belt on the pants. Chase tried to pull at it and tried to take it off, but it wouldn’t come off.

“No. He couldn’t have thought about this. He knew that this would happen.” Chase thought to himself as he began to squeeze his legs together to hold back the impending doom. Chase began to pull on the belt for the next couple of minutes but to no avail.

“No, this can’t be happening. I can’t pee myself. I’m a big boy.” Chase said as he fell to his knees with tears in his eyes. The pressure began to let loose, and a few drops made into his pull up.

“No. No. No.” Chase thought to himself as the flood gates let loose and he started to fill his pullup with his piss. Chase just began to sob quietly behind his paci gag as he pullup began to expand with warmth and liquid. After a few moments, Chase was finally done and stood up the best he could with out trying to make his situation any worse. The first thing he noticed was how much the pullup sagged but also how much liquid it held and the warmth on both sides. Then there was a knock at the door.

“Are you done yet Chase…” Jeff said as he paused a bit and looked at Chase. Jeff could see on Chase’s face and could see the tears in his eyes. Jeff could also tell by the sag in between his pants, from the soggy pullups.

“So, are you wet.” Jeff asked. Chase didn’t answer and held his head down in shame.

“Well take care of this.” Jeff said as he walked over in front of Chase and squished the front of the pullup. Chase was taken back and squirmed a bit.

“Yeah, your soaked. Well the good news is, you didn’t leak on your clothes. Don’t worry about it pal, so now let’s get you into the bath.” Jeff said as he held out his hand. Chase didn’t take his hand and just stared at him.

“I know buddy, once we get you cleaned up, you should feel great.’ Jeff said as he grabbed Chase’s hand and pulled him out of the room. Chase was pulled down the hallway, all the while his soggy pullup was going back and forth in-between his legs. They finally reached the room that was labeled, Bath and walked inside. Once inside, there were other guys there that were already in the bath tubs or already getting dried off. The room had at least five bathrooms that lined up against the wall and each station had bathing supplies, trash cans, kiddie toys, clothes hamper and towels underneath.

“Ok, you ready for your bath. Are you going to behave? It won’t take us that long.” Jeff said as he pulled Chase over to an empty bath tub and began to undress Chase. Jeff quickly pulled Chase’s shoes and tossed them into the hamper. Jeff then took off the locking belt and shorts and placed them in the hamper with the rest.

“Alright let’s get this wet thing off you.” Jeff said as he tore the sides of the pullup and threw the wet pullup away. Chase quickly took his hands and covered his privates, to try and keep his modesty. “Don’t worry about that, I’m going to be seeing it a lot more this weekend, so you better get use to it.” Jeff said. Chase just looked down and placed his hands at his side as he stood there with his lower half naked.

“My, you sure had to go, didn’t you? I wish you would had made it.” Jeff said as he chuckled and took off Chase’s shirt and tossed it in the hamper.

“And finally, the paci gag. If you begin to yell I will place it back on you. Got it.” Jeff said. Chase shook his head yes and Jeff unstrapped it and placed it under the table.

“Alright get in.” Jeff said as he began to run the water warm in the bathtub. Chase was quiet as got into the tub and let the water cover him. Chase sat there in amazement about how big the tub was. But that soon left his mind as the water began to rise and his body began to relax.

“That should be enough.” Jeff said as he cut the water off. Jeff grabbed a wash cloth and soap and began to lather it up.

“Alright just relax and let me do this ok. I’m getting your whole body.” Jeff said.

“Ok. Yes Daddy.” Chase said as he closed his eyes and leaned back. For some reason he just submitted to being bathed, it reminded of the time when he was younger. It was weird and somewhat wrong, but it felt good.

Jeff began to scrub Chase’s body from head to toe. Jeff got every nook and cranny on his body until he was satisfied. The whole time Chase just went with it and kept his mind cleared and eyes closed.

“Alright, now for your hair.” Jeff said as he got the shampoo and poured some into Chase’s hair. Chase kept his eyes closed as Jeff began to scrub his hair until he was done. Jeff quickly rinsed off hair and started to drain the tub.

“You ready to get out, stand up for me please.” Jeff said as he held a towel in his hand. Chase stood up in the tub and reached for the towel, but Jeff held onto it.

“I’ll dry you off.” Jeff said as took the towel and softly began to wipe him down from top to bottom. Jeff took his time as he dried his bottom and private parts softly. Chase just stood there, going with the flow. Jeff took the towel and wrapped Chase’s lower half and picked him up like a toddler and took him out into the hallway.

“You did good. Are you ready for bed yet?” Jeff asked softly.

“No. Not really.” Chase said as he looked around while being carried. He was shocked on how strong Jeff was but simply ignored it.

“How about I read you a story, before bed.” Jeff said.

“Maybe.” Chase said as he mumbled as they entered the room, that was labeled as Chase’s nursery. Jeff entered the room and quickly locked the door behind him. Chase’s eyes began to wonder as he saw the room. The room had all the same baby furniture, but it was made for an adult. The walls were light blue and had an animal border theme.

Jeff quickly laid Chase on the changing table and took off his towel, leaving him naked on the table. Chase was still looking around, stunned by all the sights and smells. Jeff quietly took the Chase’s hands and placed them in restraints on top of his head.

“Hey…what…what is going on.” Chase said as he tried to pull free, but he was stuck.

“I told you. Your wearing a night time diaper, so cloth or disposable. And the next one is, space ship theme sleep suit or animal theme.” Jeff said as he laughed.

“I don’t want any of them” Chase said as he began to raise his voice and squirm. Jeff just easily grabbed his feet and placed each of his feet into restraints.

“My goodness, you sure are cranky. I think you might need another bottle but let’s get you dressed and into bed and then maybe a bottle.” Jeff said as he reached down and grabbed the baby powder.

“No. I’m not a baby. I don’t need diapers or a sleep suit. I want to go home. Please. Please let me go.” Chase yelled as he pulled against the restraints with tears in his eyes, but it was no use. Jeff just giggled as he saw his little baby boy struggle naked on the table as tears began to form on his face.

This story is written by fuzzybunny

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New charge

New chargeOrder by gubaguy and draw by Ludis-Luteo


I sure dont think he is going to make it there in time before something sure going to be exploding in the back off his diaper. From the sound of his tummy and the desperate look on his face it sure going to be happen any second now. Poor thing he sure going to be standing there whit a soggy messy and pretty stinky diapers soon and no way in the power to change it before he find the key. I sure think allot of other furrys is going to notes what have happen before he find they key.

It sure going to be some very blushing and embarrassing moment ahead of this furry.

We Potty Chapter 5

Story is written by Stacylove92

I looked up from the puddle surrounding my feet to see if Emily had noticed what happened. The look of pity on her face told me she probably saw the whole entire thing. I was so humiliated. I couldn’t believe I’d just helplessly wet myself right in front of her.

Dad started yelling, “Son of a bitch! You really did it now boy!” I only started crying more hysterically.

Emily stood up from the couch. She was motioning downwards with both arms. “Alright, alright, let’s settle down everyone. It’s clear that there’s a lot of built up tension here. We’re going to get all of this worked out. Let’s first get the puddle cleaned up and then we can move on with the program.”

Dad was still seething, but at least he wasn’t yelling anymore. Emily told him to get himself a glass of water and to bring back paper towels when he was done

“I am so sorry.” Mom was still apologizing to Emily. “I am just so mortified that all of this happened in front of you.” Mom shot me a dirty look as if I felt any different.

‘Oh yeah, cause I’m so thrilled about how this all turned out. I’m sure this is how everyone envisions their eighteenth birthday.’

Emily waved her hand with a flick of her wrist. “Please. Don’t be silly. The kids who aren’t in diapers to begin with never react well when they find out they’re being placed back in them. The little temper tantrum is practically to be expected.” She then said with a sideways glance towards me, “No matter how old the child is.”

Dad came back into the room and shoved a large wad of paper towels into my hands. I crouched down and let the paper towels soak up my spilled urine. There was still more pee on the floor after the paper towels were saturated. I threw them out in the kitchen garbage and returned with more, and then headed upstairs to change.

About four steps up I heard mom nagging, “Where do you think you’re going? We’re not done down here.”

“Just upstairs to change” I called back to her. Where else would I be going? I really had no more patience for dumb questions today.

I then heard Emily’s sweet, angelic voice. “Chris, come back down please. I promise we’ll have you all cleaned up soon. We just need you back down here for now.”

I really just wanted to change out of my wet clothes. They felt wet and clammy against my skin. But after such humiliation there was not much fight left in me, not for today at least. I just did as she asked. Besides, how could I say no to such a beautiful woman?

I went downstairs, took my phone out of my dampened pocket and put it onto the living room table. I didn’t want it to get water damaged like my last phone had.

Looking across the room I could see Emily taking the lid off of the bin. I knew every bit that there were diapers inside of it. I also knew just as well who they were intended for. I started to feel lightheaded.

Emily began speaking. “Initially I intended to explain the program in it’s entirety before we got to this point, but in light of what just happened I think it’s best if we move on with diapering Chris right now. I started getting tunnel vision.

I thought, “Okay, this is the part where I wake up and realize this was only some crazy nightmare.”

I was granted no such relief. Emily crouched down and reached into the bin. I watched like a deer caught in headlights. She pulled out something that looked like a really large, thick folded towel. She stood back up and unfolded it. She was like a game show model as she let the enormously oversized towel hang from one end and displayed it to everyone in the room. I was confused. I was expecting to see something like those goodnites I used to wear for vacations or when we stayed at family’s house.

“This is one of our 6-ply terry prefold cloth diapers. While Chris is wearing these I can guarantee there will be no more puddles to clean up. Emily looked over at me. “Chris do you see all of the stress and anxiety your accident just caused for you and your whole family?” I ignored her. “With that type of stress surrounding you, you’ll never learn to stay dry. I can assure you of that. Think how much easier that whole scene could have went if you were just wearing a diaper. There would have been no stress for anyone” Mom was fervently nodding her head.

Emily continued, “Cloth diapers have many advantages over disposables in regards to our program. Our primary concern is with keeping accidents inside the child’s diaper. This is the primary function of any diaper afterall. With cloth, the heavier a child wets, simply the more stuffers you add. Disposables are limited when it comes to this. And since I can see Chris is as heavy a wetter as you said, it looks like he will need a lot of stuffers.”

Emily pulled a mat from the bin and placed it on the floor. She then placed the cloth diaper down on it and flattened out any ridges. She slowly folded it a certain way while explaining it to Mom and Dad. She then reached into the bin and pulled out four smaller pieces of cloth that she laid on top of the diaper. I was guessing those were the “stuffers”. She asked me to come over to her. I just pretended like I didn’t hear her. This couldn’t really be happening anyway.

Emily started walking towards me. When she stopped in front of me her succulent lips were no more than mere inches from mine, even closer if you exclude her height advantage. She put her hand on my upper arm again and rubbed it up and down, in a consoling manner. I was absolutely frozen staring into those mesmerizing pools of icy, azure beauty. The whole room started getting brighter as if someone had turned up the lights.

As she started speaking to me my eyes stayed locked onto hers. “Come on. Let’s get you out of those icky, wet clothes. We’ll get you all cleaned up and in a nice, dry diaper. You’ll feel so much better after.” She paused and took her hand off of my arm. I broke eye contact. “There will always be things you don’t want to do in life, but sometimes you just gotta do them. So will you be a good boy for me Chris?” I still ignored her. She put her hand back on my arm and brought her face slightly closer to mine as she softly said, “Please.” I could feel her gentle, warm breath as it graced my face.

I knew she was just trying to work her feminine charm. But looking into those beautiful eyes, I somehow couldn’t resist. It was like I would be letting her down if I said no. Not really being sure what came over me, I decided I would just go along with this at least until she left. Dad did not like to be weak willed in front of others. Any more resistance in front of Emily would be a losing battle for me. I figured the most dignified thing I could do for myself at this point was go along with the charade until she left.

Emily gave me a bright, beaming smile. ‘I knew you were a good boy.” I blushed. It felt good to make Emily happy.

Emily cupped her hand around mine and we started walking across the room. I had never held hands with a girl before, except Marie once or twice. Okay, so this wasn’t exactly an ideal scenario, but still I was holding hands with an extremely attractive woman nonetheless. I hoped she couldn’t feel that my hand had gotten sweaty. She let go of my hand and I felt ashamed that I had just let her lead me across the room like a toddler.

Emily said, “Okay let’s get these wet, smelly pants off of you.” I was shocked when I felt her unclasp the button of my jeans. I looked down to see her hand on my wet crotch as she pulled down the zipper. Before I knew it my pants and boxers were down around my ankles in one fell swoop.

I was nearly completely naked in front of this beautiful woman and not to mention my parents as well. I immediately placed both hands over my genitals. Realizing my butt was exposed I placed my right hand over that to try to keep some dignity.

Emily patted the blanket on the ground, “Let’s go. Get your little bottom on your diaper.” She grabbed me by my left wrist removing my coverage. I saw her eyeing me down there and she smirked. I wondered how to interpret the smirk she made. After all she had called me handsome before.

Emily pulled me down by my wrist until I was lying on the diaper. I couldn’t believe how thick it felt, it was practically a pillow. It was actually pretty soft though at least. I tugged my shirt down to cover myself. I suddenly realized just how anxious and scared I was about her diapering me. There would be nothing modest about her diapering me. At least I’d have some pride left if I just did this myself. I’d talk to her and we’d get this worked out since we were both civil adults. “Look, Emily with all due respect, but you don’t need to do this for me. I can just go upstairs and do this myself. I won’t pull a fast one or anything like that. You have my word.”

Emily stuck out her bottom lip, “Aww I’m sorry. I know you’d be a good boy, but I gotta do this to show mommy and daddy the right way to put your diapers on you. All of your diaper changes are gonna be handled by your mommy, your daddy and me. This way you don’t gotta worry about that. You’ll already be working really hard on your potty training. And besides, pinning on cloth diapers is really hard. We don’t wanna overwhelm you.”

‘Gee, thanks for the consideration.’ Her comment about her doing my changes made me wonder when she would ever possibly be around again after today. Well it didn’t matter since I wouldn’t really be doing this anyway.

I watched as Emily pulled something out of the bin that looked sort of like a condom, except it had a hole in the front, and had two straps attached to it. She also took out a watch, which she then clicked closed onto my wrist.

She then held up the condom looking device. “This here is a sensor which detects fluid flows. This sensor will transmit a signal to the wireless alarm worn on Chris’s wrist every time he has an accident. When the alarm sounds he will then have to wait for one of you two to deactivate it. And don’t be fooled by its size, it is loud.”

As I was laying on the diaper I gasped and quivered as Emily grabbed me down there. My head was swimming. This was quickly interrupted with a pinching feeling as Emily slid the device onto me. I noticed it was rigid and felt tight. Emily then clipped the straps around to my back. This whole thing felt really uncomfortable and seemed like some medieval torture device.

“Now we can finish diapering Chris.”

I felt my dignity fly away as I looked up at the stunning beauty kneeling above me, knowing she was about to diaper me, like she had probably done to countless younger boys before me. My phone started ringing again. I sat up to answer the phone, but was pushed right down. “I need to answer my phone! It’s important!” Emily told me it could wait as she kept one hand pushed down on my chest.

I watched as Emily sprinkled baby powder over my crotch and into my diaper. She deeply inhaled and sighed. “Ahh I love that smell.” She put down the powder and told me, “butt up.”

I hesitated wondering whether or not to comply with this. Before I could decide Emily was pushing my legs and butt into the air with one arm while readjusting the diaper beneath me with the other. I felt completely emasculated. She then spoke softly, “Now hold still sweetie, this way I don’t stick you with the pins by mistake.”

Being absolutely petrified of needles I froze up stiff as a board. I felt so vulnerable, laying there, trying not to move a single muscle as Emily narrated her process of diapering me. Only when she brought the massive wad of cotton up between my legs did I fully realize how insanely thick these diapers were. Emily pulled from different areas as she held a pin in her mouth and then stuck it into place. She put another pin in her mouth, made some more adjustments, and stuck the pin into place on the other side. I started feeling trapped as this mound of padding was tightened around me. I began to fidget and I felt something sting my thigh. “Ow! That hurt!” My hand jerked to where I was poked.

Emily slapped my hand out of the way. “Oh hush, it doesn’t hurt that bad.”

‘Easy for you to say when you’re the one going round stabbing people.’

Before I knew it she was done. I thought how awkward and humiliating this diaper was to wear and there couldn’t possibly be anything worse. I couldn’t believe I had just let a woman not far from my age diaper me like I was a baby.

Emily then walked over to the bin and pulled out a pair of comically oversized granny panties, except they looked like they were plastic and had a belt around the waist. I guess comical isn’t the right word, because realizing they were intended for me was nothing to laugh about. I was told to get up and step into them. This was really going too far. I stood up. “Come on you can’t be serious. Aren’t these stupid things I’m wearing enough already.”

Emily replied to me, “Well without your plastic panties your tinkles would still leak everywhere and that’s not any good, now is it? Once we get these on you, the only place your tinkles will go is in your diapers or hopefully even the potty.” Emily was smiling at me. I guess it was possible to be upbeat from the other side of this situation, but certainly not from my side.

I looked over at Mom and Dad. “Do I really have to?” Dad raised his eyebrows and it didn’t take long til I was stepping into the pants as Emily held them open for me. She then pulled them up over my diaper and I heard a click as she closed the belt. I wondered why the belt was necessary. With the way these things dug into my skin they seemed like they’d stay up just fine on their own.

Emily breathed an exaggerated sigh of relief. “That part is usually where the second temper tantrum comes. Putting that diaper on went a lot easier than I thought.” Mom chuckled.

I sort of felt ashamed I didn’t put up a fight about it. Being diapered by other adults was not how an eighteen year old should allow himself to be treated. Emily seemed smug about diapering me. I wanted to stick my tongue out at her and tell her that once she left, I’d just convince my Mom and Dad to let me take them off, and as a last resort I’d just take them off myself. But I knew it was best to just go along with this for now.

Emily instructed me to sit back down on the couch with her. “Okay I’ll be right there. I’m just going to get my sweat pants on.” I was questioning if my sweat pants would actually even fit over this thing. Emily told me again to sit down and said we would get around to that. I told her there was no point in me waiting to get my sweat pants on.

Emily’s calm, cheery demeanor momentarily began to fade. She spoke quickly, “Christopher, sit down now. From here on in when I ask you to do something, I expect you to do it. The same goes for your parents. It is one of our philosophies at We Potty that obedience is the cornerstone of successful potty training. Your lack of obedience which you have so clearly displayed to me, is absolutely connected with your lack of potty training which you have also so graciously displayed. Any future lack of obedience will be met with unfavorable consequences. Do I make myself clear?” I gulped. I nodded my head yes. Annoyingly cheery Emily was not starting to look so bad at this point.

The storm clouds dissipated and the blaring sun shone back through. Emily smiled, clapped her hands and said “Okay good now let’s sit down and I will explain everything.” I grudgingly walked over to the couch feeling like a toddler in just a diaper and t shirt. I noticed I had to adjust my gait as I headed over to the couch. I was waddling with all of this padding between my legs. Mom was smiling as she looked over at me, thankfully Dad was not paying attention. This was awkward. I sat next to Emily, with my actual butt several inches up off the couch cushion.

Emily looked over to Mom and Dad, “Now Sarah, did you explain our program to Jack yet, or will this be the first time he is hearing about it?”

Mom replied, “I told him all about it. But you know how men are, this might be the first time he actually hears it.” Mom chuckled and Dad rolled his eyes.

“Well either way, I’ll get on with explaining how our program works. So first off Chris, just because you are in diapers all the time now is no excuse to not use the potty. If anything, your diapers should make you try even harder to use the potty, because once you are completely dry and clean, you can say bye bye to your stinky diapers once and for all. So any time you think you have to go potty at all, your job is to get mommy, daddy or me if I’m babysitting you, as quickly as you can, and we will unlock your plastic panties.” She looked over to Mom and Dad, “Chris will not be able to remove his plastic panties until you have unlocked them from the We Potty app on your phones.”

I panicked and fiddled with the plastic panties seeing if I really couldn’t take them off. Unfortunately Emily was not lying. They would not budge.“This isn’t fair! Why do they have to lock?” I came up with a good point. “How am I supposed to make it to the bathroom in time if I can’t just go right away?”

“That is a good question. Well Chris, we found that most children can’t be trusted to willingly wear their diapers. When children are placed back in diapers it is natural for them to have the impulse to remove them. It has been engrained into them that diapers are bad and only for babies. But in reality diapers are for anyone who can’t control their bladders or bowels. Many children would rather remain ignorant to the fact that while they are still wetting and soiling themselves they need the protection diapers provide. It’s kind of silly if you ask me.” As far as I was aware no one was.

Emily continued, “While we cannot make you willingly wear your diapers, we can get you to keep them on whether you like it or not. And as for making it to the potty on time, we can’t expect you to know this, but grown ups who are potty trained can hold it for a while before they actually have to get to the bathroom. An extra minute or two is not lots of time to wait. This will help you learn to give yourself more time to go. ” She turned to Mom and Dad, “This ultimately helps them learn to anticipate using the bathroom, rather than it being a last second scramble. Also the waiting period is beneficial to increasing bladder volumes.”

She continued, “So once your panties are unlocked, someone will undo your top pins and you can use the potty.” She turned to Mom and Dad. ‘It is important that you stay in the bathroom with him and lock the door behind you. I am going to install new door knobs on your bathroom that can only be locked or unlocked from the We Potty app. This way if someone gives a fuss about their diaper going back on, nobody is going anywhere until it goes back on. For the more strong willed ones there are other coercion factors.”

I questioned if there were really other “coercion factors”. Either way this was not going good. It was starting to look like me getting out of diapers was completely dependent on my ability to convince Mom or Dad to let me out of them.

“Now some programs reward for successful toiletings. However we do not see any point in rewarding an already expected behavior. We find that negative results for failing to display a behavior works much better. We exploit this in several ways. This is the reasoning for using the alarm. This will immediately alert the child to an accident they may not normally be so quickly aware of. The alarm is very loud and will be bothersome for the child, encouraging them to not set it off. Originally we used normal bedwetting alarms, but we encountered difficulty with children simply pulling them out of their diapers. This is why we designed a more secure model. The alarm sensor which I strapped on and the watch are both only unlocked through the app. However there is no reason to ever remove them throughout the program. Another benefit of the alarm is it doubles as one of our coercion factors. If Chris is ever non-compliant with getting his diaper back on either of you can trigger his alarm and leave it on until he is cooperative. While it will be unpleasant for everyone, it usually does not take long to get the trainer to submit.”

I was questioning what I had gotten myself into for stupidly going along with this.

She then looked at me, “Now I know you’ll try very hard to keep that noisy alarm from going off, but I know accidents are still going to happen. So when you set off your alarm, your job is to squeeze as tight as you can, and then run to the bathroom and wait for somebody to come and shut off your alarm.” She then turned to my parents, “Once Chris’s alarm goes off you will both receive an alert on your phones just in case you don’t hear it, which I really don’t think is possible.”

Mom elbowed Dad in the side, “With his hearing, the alerts are probably a good thing.” Dad rolled his eyes. I don’t know how Mom never caught on to the fact no one shared her sense of humor. Even Emily only acknowledged Mom’s jokes with a polite smile.

“Well however you are alerted to Chris’s accident, you will then proceed to the bathroom, and once you are there you will deactivate the alarm and unlock the panties, both from the app.”

I objected to her calling them panties. I had let it slide one too many times. Emily replied, “Oh hush, does it make a difference what I call them? They are what they are. Now as I was saying, at this point Chris will try to use the bathroom, even if he has already completely emptied his bladder.” She turn turned to me, “We don’t want to scare you off from using the potty like a big boy though, so every time you tinkle in the potty the alarm will stay quiet.” She then turned to my parents, “I will be installing a blocking device on the toilet, which will prevent the alarm from triggering. You two will also have the option to place the alarm in a non-responsive mode when you are out in public with Chris. We also understand there are times when the alarm is inconvenient, such as when someone in the house is sick, and it is best for everyone for the alarm to be silenced. This does not go against the philosophy of our program as we incorporate so many other motivating factors into being potty trained.”

I was starting to get really frustrated. ‘Motivating factors my ass’. I spoke up, “None of this makes any sense. I wish I didn’t have this problem. You don’t need to make me want to be dry, I already do!”

Without delay Emily was ever ready with a response. “All of the kids in our program say they want to be dry and clean, just like you. But once all medical problems have been completely ruled out, we find it is really just about trying hard enough. What else could it really be besides that? And you were sitting here when your Mom and I just discussed all of the tests you had that showed your body works fine. We have found time after time, once a trainer is approved a good fit for our program, strong motivation, along with other techniques will get them trained.” Emily’s logic was completely twisted, but I found it hard to argue with. She would make a good politician.

“Where was I? Oh yes, after Chris is done trying to use the potty, you will pin his wet diaper back into place. We strongly emphasize changes do not necessarily take place after accidents. If a child has to sit around in a wet diaper after they have an accident, they will try even harder next time to keep their diaper dry. This is especially true with cloth, as they do not provide any illusion of dryness like disposables do. This is one of the main reasons why we use cloth. However I will be leaving you with a small supply of disposables, only to be used if you determine them to be absolutely critical in a circumstance. Really do try your best to stick strictly to cloth.”

Mom shook her head, “It’s going to take some adjusting, we always used disposables, but me and Jack are completely devoted to your guidance.”

Emily smiled, “Aww I’m glad to hear that. Thank you.”

Mom replied, “No thank you”, to which I replied ‘Just shoot me now.’

“We also encourage you to do your best to maintain a schedule of only three changes a day. Once a change is complete, Chris will be responsible for placing his soiled diaper in the diaper pail. He will also be responsible for washing his diapers every other day.” She then turned to me, “Be a good boy and do your wash when you’re supposed to. If you forget to do your wash and you don’t have any clean diapers to change into, you’ll have to sit around in your icky, smelly diaper til you get the rest clean.” I shuddered at the thought.

“Now since Chris’s toileting and diapering is now beyond his authority, it is critical he always be under the supervision of one of you two, or myself. Usually we have to assign authorizations for a school nurse, but this won’t be necessary since he has graduated high school.”

I almost lost it at the prospect of losing such a basic priveledge. But I kept my cool and used it as another opening. I was starting college in the fall. I was going to major in civil engineering just like Dad, which I thought would make him proud. I knew this dumb program would not even go on until that point, but still, I had a valid point, “Dad, what about when I start school? We shouldn’t let this program interfere with me going to college.”

Before Dad could even say anything Mom butted in. “Sweetie it is not this program that is interfering with you starting school. It is your wetting problem that is interfering. I’d hate to tell you, but I don’t think your professors would be as patient or understanding about your accidents as your teachers were. And it’s not like you can just run down to the nurse’s office and be excused anymore. It just doesn’t sound like a good idea to me.”

Emily added onto this, “That’s awesome you wanna go to school, but you can think of it as another reason to get dry. Think of all the good stuff that will come once your potty trained. You can finally start college, you can finally be alone again without someone watching you, and you can get big boy undies again! How great is that!” I thought how these were all things I had until she showed up. Emily continued, “But until then you’ll just have to deal with the consequences of your accidents.” Emily finished her speech about the terms of my punishment and asked if anyone had any questions.

“Can I go get my pants on now?”
“Oh yeah, about that. We don’t allow our trainers to wear pants around the house. That would help hide the fact that you are working on potty training, which is something you need to remain aware of. And you know what they say, out of sight out of mind. So no you cannot go get your pants on.”

I solaced myself that Emily would soon be gone and I could then convince my parents how absurd this all was. It was not long before Emily went out and grabbed another bin from the van and brought it in. She then did some work on the bathroom. Dad offered to help her, but she said she didn’t need it. After about five minutes, Emily exchanged goodbyes with my parents and then walked back over to me still sitting on the couch.

Emily told me to stand up which I did, knowing the quicker I did the sooner she’d be gone. I momentarily made eye contact with her, before looking down and my diaper came into my field of vision. I looked to the side to avoid eye contact with both annoyances. Emily tousled my hair. “Now you be a good boy for me while I’m gone okay Chris? I don’t want to hear you’ve been naughty. Can you do that for me?” I blushed and nodded my head yes. “Good, I knew you were a good boy.” Emily patted the backside of my diaper a few times, “I look forward to seeing you again.” I blushed even harder, not sure whether to feel more embarrassed or thrilled at the positive attention from such a hot woman. With that she was gone.

I woke up this morning perched at the very crest between childhood and adulthood. I had been poised, ready to soar off into being a full fledged grown up.With a thick, fluffy diaper strapped around my hips, today felt like nothing more than a failure to launch.

I walked over to my phone and listened to a voicemail Marie left for me. “Hey birthday boy! You must be sleeping late cause you were supposed to be here by now. I wanted this to be a surprise, but my mom is taking us to seven banners today. If you get this get ready and text me! Either way I’m coming over soon to get your sleepy head up.

Story is written by Stacylove92

Hello Kitty – Adult Diaper Skirtie Cover

Hello Kitty - Adult Diaper Skirtie Cover Front

Hello Kitty - Adult Diaper Skirtie Cover Back
Adjustable locking web belt in matching pink make this cover a must for those needing a way to prevent diaper removal.

Super Cute – Hello Kitty – Adult Diaper Skirtie Cover! Absolutely Adorable, has soaker layer, size medium, with too cute lace trim around skirt and as seen on other photo, this cover is designed to prevent removal by the wearer. Matching pink web belt goes all around and locks in the back to prevent removal.

This is a special type of item that you dont find on the Baby Per Sempres website. You need to send him a e-mail message or PM on his Facebook page to order this costume item.

This was a nice idea and i hope he get lots of order on this type of special item. This is something all caretaker should have in there supply for the adult baby.