The Trying Policy

by Mr Sea Otter
Source: abdlstoryforum.info

Prolog

The store was unlike anything Julie had ever seen. About the size of a small boutique, this place housed not clothes, but aisles and aisles of diapers. There was a disposable section, a cloth diaper section, a section of plastic pants, and even a section of odds and ends, like baby powder and changing pads. Soft music played in the background, and there were a few customers here and there, all buying diapers of various sizes. Julie turned to see a display with children and adult size models, not babies, wearing different style diapers or plastic pants of various colors and prints. ‘Where the heck am I? What on earth am I doing here’? Julie wondered to herself.

As if out of magic, and to Julie’s shock, here mom was there too, right next to her in fact. She was examining a package of diapers from one of the aisles. She turned to Julie and looked like she had just found something she had been looking for.

“Here we are honey.” She said as she turned to Julie holding a rectangular white plastic package of disposable diapers. “These should fit you.”

Julie didn’t know what her mom was talking about. She had just turned 15 and hadn’t worn a diaper in who knows how many years. Did they even make diapers her size? Is that why she was in this shop?

Before Julie could even begin to think of what to say, a salesperson appeared out of nowhere. The woman was probably about 25, and looked a lot like Julie’s math teacher, Ms. Scott, short and athletic like a gymnast. The sales woman went up to Julie’s mom and asked, “Do you need any help finding anything?”

Julie’s mom smiled at the woman, happy for some help. “I’m not sure but I hope so. My daughter is going to start wearing diapers again, and I just want to make sure I get something that fits right.”

The woman turned to Julie and smiled widely, “Back to diapers, huh? That’s just great. Lets see, your pretty small still, I doubt a medium would fit.” She looked again at what Julie’s mom had in her hand. “Yes, those should work fine. But if you really want to be sure we should take her to one of the changing areas and give it a try. Would you like me to help you change her?”

“That would be great.”

In what seemed like the blink of an eye, Julie found herself staring at the ceiling on a changing table, which amazingly was big enough for her. The saleswoman had just taken her pants off, and was grabbing a fresh, white diaper. She started to put the diaper under Julie when suddenly the store’s ceiling went dark. Julie was still on her back, but she wasn’t in any store. She was in her bed. A quick look at the clock told her that it was 2:30 in the morning.

Another dream.

That made the third diaper dream this week. Julie let out a sigh, and rolled over. These dreams were nothing new. She had had them for as long as she could remember. In fact, some of the very first dreams she ever remembered involved her getting diapered. Recently the dreams had been happening more frequently. What had been a once every month or so thing, had become a near nightly occurrence.

‘Why do I keep dreaming about this?’ Julie asked herself. ‘Probably because you really want to find out what it would be like’ she answered. Her curiosity about diapers had been around as long as the dreams. She had always wanted to know what it would be like to be put back in diapers. The only thing she was never sure about was whether she wanted to try diapers again because of these dreams, or if she was having these dreams because she really wanted to try diapers.

Lately, she had really been thinking about the whole thing. The idea and thought of wearing diapers again had begun to occupy a large amount of her time. Anytime she had nothing to think about, the thought of wearing diapers would just pop into her mind. Julie had in fact resolved to just do it, put one on and figure it out so she could stop wondering, many times. But she had never been able to go through with it. There were too many complications. ‘Where on earth would I even get them?’ she often wondered. ‘What if mom or dad found out?’ She had thought of a few different ideas. Truth be told, after all the time she had spent thinking about it, she had thought of every idea possible. There was one plan that might work. She had played with the idea a number of times, but bringing herself to actually go through with it was all but impossible.

But for some reason tonight was different. Maybe because the dream had been so vivid, or perhaps it was something in the stars. Whatever the reason, Julie decided that enough was enough. This had to stop, this wondering, these dreams. She knew she was beginning to obsess, and she knew that wasn’t healthy.

“That’s it. I’m going to ask.”

Chapter I

“Mom, can I talk to you for a second?”

More than anything, it was the tone of Julie’s voice that caught her mother’s attention. Julie sounded more than a little nervous. This had the tone of a conversation of some importance. Sally’s first thought was that Julie might have done something wrong and was in trouble. She sounded like a kid who knows they are in for it. ‘Well at least she is coming to me first’ Sally thought to herself.

“Of course sweetie, what is it?”

“Well, you know how you and dad always told me that if I ever wanted to try something that I could come to you guys and you would let me try it under your supervision?”

Sally felt a little twinge in her stomach. She knew exactly what Julie was talking about. She and her husband Ted had a long-standing policy with their only child regarding the things that will come along as one grew up, stuff like smoking and drinking. The deal was this: If you want to try something, come to us and we will let you try it under our terms. Ted and her both agreed that the best way for their child to be exposed to something like drinking or smoking was not through peer pressure, or at a party where who knows what could happen, but rather in the home where they could supervise that activity and teach their child responsibility.

Ted and Sally had made this little policy clear: If you try it with us, we will let you do it and you won’t get in trouble, but if we find out you tried it without us, it was big trouble.

Sally said to herself that she should have seen it coming. That tone of voice certainly explained what this was about. However it is one thing to have talked about the policy, and another thing to have your 15 year old daughter come to you and ask to put it to the test.

‘OK, stay calm’ Sally told herself. After all, wasn’t this a good sign that their little girl was trying to do things right? An encouraging sign even?

“Yes, I certainly do Julie.” Sally answered back, “And, well, I guess I should say I am glad that you are coming to me about it. But, well, you are still awfully young to want to try any of the stuff we talked about. Are your friends doing stuff like smoking?”

“Oh Mom! That is totally not what this is about! No, none of my friends smoke.”

Julie’s first tone of voice had caught Sally’s attention and this one did so even more. Julie voice made it sound like she had never ever thought of that stuff yet, and that it still ‘grossed her out’. Apparently that particular discussion was still a ways off. Sally let out a silent sigh of relief. But if this wasn’t about drinking and smoking, what was it about?

“Oh, I guess I just assumed that since you mentioned the trying policy, that was what you were talking about. So is this not about our trying things policy?”

“No, it is, it’s just that I am not interested in drinking or smoking.”

For a brief second Sally thought about drugs. She got really nervous, and asked,

“Sweetie, if this is about drugs…”

“Mom, no it is not about drugs. Look, forget it. I shouldn’t have even brought it up. Just forget about it.” Julie said in a sad, defeated and almost pleading way.

With that Julie left the kitchen and went to her room. Sally was left sitting alone in the kitchen really perplexed. ‘Ok, this is really odd’ thought Sally. ‘Well what should I do? My child came to me with what sounds like something she is nervous about. I don’t think I should let it go. If I read her right, that last bit there was a desperate call for me to follow. I better go see what this is all about.’

Julie was sitting on her bed when she heard her mom knock on her door. She hadn’t left the kitchen more than 2 minutes ago.

“Come in.” said a depressed sounding Julie.

Sally opened the door and slowly entered the room. Her daughter was sitting up on her bed hugging her big pillow and looking at her with eyes that said ‘I am glad you came after me’. Sally sat down next to her only child and put her arm around her shoulder.

“Julie sweetie, listen. I am sorry if I thought you were talking about something else, but I can’t read your mind. But having known you for 15 years now, I can sometimes come close. I don’t know what it is that you wanted to talk about, but I feel like it is something important to you. And if it is important to you, then it is important to me. Are you sure you don’t want to tell me about it?”

“Well mom, I do, but I am really scared that you will think I am a freak or something.”

“Sweetie, I would never think that. Ok listen, why don’t you try telling me a little bit about what this is all about? I mean, why did you mention our policy about trying things if you don’t want to try something?”

“Well, the thing is mom, I do want to try something, but it has nothing to do with drinking or drugs or anything like that.”

From the way that last sentence sounded Sally started to get really curious. What was her daughter talking about?

“OK, maybe I can guess?” Sally asked, “Is this about some kind of new hair style, of some new clothes that people are wearing?”

“Well, no it is not about hair mom, but well, in a way it does have to do with wearing something different.”

From the sound of that last sentence Sally knew she was getting much closer to the mark.

“Hmmm, ok, so you are interested in some new kind of clothes? Oh wait, I know, you want to try wearing a thong?”

On hearing this Julie actually giggled, much to Sally’s relief. The tension in the room dropped noticeably.

“Well, no that’s not it either, but you are getting a lot closer.” Julie said with a bashful smile.

“OK Julie, I am running out of ideas here, maybe you can give me a little hint?” Sally asked expectantly.

“OK, listen, promise not to laugh mom, OK?”

Sally finally felt she was getting somewhere. For a brief second she was reminded of being young herself and sharing secrets late at night with other girls at slumber parties. She could feel like her daughter was about to open up to her.

“I promise.” Sally said and even held up her hand palm out to show she was serious.

“OK,” Julie started, and then she took a deep breath and seemed to prepare herself.

“Well, it’s like this. For as long as I can remember, I mean like my entire life here, I have had these weird dreams at night.”

“What kind of dreams?” Sally asked encouragingly.

“Well, kind of strange dreams. Not bad dreams like nightmares. Nothing at all like that. These were good dreams.”

“What happens in these dreams?”

“Well that is kind of the funny part. In all these dreams, you or dad always ends up putting me back in diapers.”

“OK.” Sally said reassuringly.

“Like, I mean I have had these dreams as long as I can remember mom. And lately, I have been having them a lot. Like almost every night. And the weird thing is that when I wake up, it is like there is this part of me that really wants it to happen. You have to understand that I have been thinking about this for a long time. And for the longest time I just figured that the dreams would stop you know? But they didn’t, and now I am having them all the time. And I have been thinking about it a lot during the day, you know? I keep wondering what it would be like to wear diapers again. I started getting really curious and I even thought about going to the store to get some to try. Just so I could finally know what it would be like. But I was really worried that you and dad would find out and I would get in trouble or something, so I never bought any. But then one day, like a while ago I remembered how you and dad always talked about your trying policy. Ever since then I’ve wanted to talk to you about it, but every time I get the chance I chicken out and don’t bring it up. I just get too scared that you will think I am weird or something.”

Throughout this whole time, Sally did her best to just look her daughter in the eye and nod approvingly. Julie’s shaky and unsteady tone made it obvious that what her daughter was telling her was difficult to talk about, and embarrassing. It was not lost on Sally how important this moment was. She chose her words carefully.

“Julie, listen. First of all, I want you to know that I am really happy that you feel comfortable talking to me about this. I want you to know, that I am your mom and I will love you no matter what. Ok?”

Julie managed to nod.

“So let me get this straight, you have been having dreams about being put back into diapers?”

“Yeah.”

“Now tell me, when you have these dreams, do you feel like you have to pee or something?”

“No, it’s not like that.”

“Ok, well what did you mean when you said that when you wake up there is a part of you that wants it to really happen?”

Julie looked at the ground, and her mother could tell that this was really hard for her to talk about. So she put her arm around Julie and gave her a little hug. It must have worked, because Julie started talking again.

“Well, I mean, that, well, I guess I really want to be put in diapers again. I mean that is what I was talking about when I brought up the whole trying things policy. I have been thinking about what it would be like for so long, and I have always wanted to try it. But I have always been too afraid to say anything. I always figured that it would go away, but it never has. So I think maybe I shouldn’t fight it. Maybe I should try it, so I can stop wondering”

“So let me make sure I understand this sweetie. The reason you were asking me about the trying policy, is because you were wondering what it would be like to wear diapers again?” Sally asked kindly.

“Yeah.” Julie said as she looked up from the floor at her mother for approval.

“And you were hoping that we would go ahead and put you back in diapers so you can find out?”

“Well, yeah exactly.”

“Well sweetie, let me be honest with you. I am kind of relieved. I was really worried that you wanted to try something like smoking or drinking, and I was a bit upset, because you are a bit young for that I think. But I certainly wasn’t expecting this. I have to say that I am not sure what to say. I mean, I certainly don’t see anything wrong with what you are talking about. But I have never really heard of anything like this. Did you by any chance hear about this from a friend of something?”

“Mom, I have never told anybody about this stuff in my entire life, and no I have never ever heard of anybody like me. That is one of the reasons I was so scared to talk about it. I am worried that there is something weird about me.”

Sally knew that this too was also an important moment, and again she chose her words very carefully.

“Julie, listen to me carefully.” Julie looked up into her mom’s eyes. “Everybody in the world is different in their own way. People have all sorts of strange desires. I don’t know how much you know about these types of things, but I can assure you that there are people who like things that you would think are weird. I mean, some guys like to dress up in ladies underwear and bras. Some people are attracted to members of the same sex. Some people like to take off all their clothes and walk around naked in front of everyone. Heck,” Sally said with a sarcastic tilt of the head and a stare of utter disbelief, “some people actually like lima beans. Point being we are all different sweetie. And there is nothing wrong with being different as long as what you do doesn’t hurt yourself, or make trouble for anybody around you.”

“So does that mean that I am weird?” Julie asked.

“Honey, weird is not the word to use. These feelings that you have are certainly different. So you could say that you are unique, but I don’t think you are weird. Like I said everybody is different Julie, and some people like things that other people wouldn’t like. That doesn’t make them weird. I personally think that it makes them normal. I think anybody who doesn’t have something a little different about them is weird.”

Julie let out a tiny laugh at the last thing her mom said. Then she looked at her mom again and said,

“Well, I guess I see what you mean mom. So you don’t think I am weird?”

Sally put her hands on each side of Julie’s face and looked her square in the eye, and said with a smile, “No sweetie, I don’t think you are weird.”

Julie smiled at her mom and leaned over and gave her a big hug. While they were hugging each other Julie said, “Thanks mom.”

Sally hugged her child tight. ‘Well that didn’t go so bad now did it’ she thought to herself. She felt a little feeling of pride at knowing she had done a good job at being mom.

Julie let go and then stood up. It was obvious that the conversation was pretty much over, and now nobody really knew what to say. There was a long silent pause that Julie finally broke.

“So now what?” Julie asked in a semi-confused tone.

If Sally had felt like she had been doing a good job at being mom a second ago, she now felt like it was back to the drawing board. Her time for patting herself on the back was over. She thought to herself, ‘that’s a good question, what now’?

“I guess I don’t know Julie, what do you think?”

“Well, I mean, are you going to do it?” Julie asked.

“Do what?”

“Are you going to let me use the trying policy?”

Despite having listened to all her daughter had said, Sally had not really given any serious thought to the idea until now. She had been so relieved that this whole issue was not about drinking or drugs that she hadn’t really given much thought to what was being asked. Her daughter was asking to be put back in diapers, that much was clear. And although she didn’t say so, Sally had to admit that it was a strange idea. ‘A 15 year old girl wearing diapers?’ Sally thought to herself. How on earth would that work? ‘Well, Julie is still pretty young, and she was definitely on the small side. There had to be diapers that would fit her. Plus, it could have been a lot worse. And there was something else. Her daughter had come to her, and told her something that was obviously very difficult to talk about. That in itself was worth some kind of reward wasn’t it? Maybe I should I go ahead and do it?’ Her thoughts were interrupted by Julie.

“Mom?”

Julie’s voice brought her back to reality.

“Yes?” Sally said thinking her daughter wanted to ask her something else.

“Are you going to let me try it? I mean isn’t this kind of like what the trying policy was for?”

Sally started to think about it again, and for the first time she remembered that part of the trying policy was what both parents had to be involved. She had not even thought of what Ted might have to say about this. Sally decided she would have to talk it over with him.

“Well Julie, I guess I have to say that I don’t know. I will say that I agree with you though. I do think the trying policy could cover this. But you have to understand that I never really thought that you would want to try something like this, so I am not sure how to handle it. And you also should remember that the trying policy means both me and your dad will have to talk about it.”

Julie was kind of hoping her mother had forgotten about the part where her father was involved. It had been hard enough to talk about it with mom. She didn’t think she could do it with her dad.

“Mom it was hard enough to talk to you about this, I don’t know if I can tell dad.” Julie said disappointedly.

“That’s OK; I’ll talk to him about it.” Sally said.

“Well, I guess that would work. Do you think he will be ok with it, or will he think I am a freak?”

Sally thought about her husband’s possible reaction. She had to keep herself from laughing at the thought of what he might say.

“Julie honey, your dad is a very understanding man, I am certain he won’t think you are a freak.”

“Do you think he will let me try it?” Julie asked.

Sally took a look at her daughter and saw there a girl who was scared at the thought of her father rejecting her. Sally thought again about putting her 15 year old daughter back in diapers. She thought to herself, ‘well, I guess this could have been a lot worse. Heck I though it was about drugs!’ She made up her mind.

“I’ll do my best to convince him.” Sally said with a wink.

Julie felt better immediately.

Chapter II

“She wants to what?” Ted asked incredulously.

“Look honey, I know this is kind of weird. You are lucky she didn’t want to talk to you about this. I hardly knew what to say myself.”

Ted had thought that for once, everything was going as normal. He had left for work, and had a pretty good day. Dinner had been good, and everything had seemed normal. Then when he had finally gotten into bed and turned out the light, his wife tells him that his daughter wants to start wearing diapers again.

“Yeah, well it is probably just as good she came to you, I have no idea what I would have said. How on earth did this come up?” Ted asked in a puzzled tone.

“Well Julie came up to me and asked if she could talk to me about something. Then she asks me if I remember the trying policy, and I start thinking ‘oh no, my daughter is about to tell me she wants to try smoking or something’. I had to work pretty hard to get her to talk about it at all. I had to follow her into her room and really coax it out of her. She was really scared that we would think she is weird.”

“Well, if you ask me wanting to wear diapers is a little weird.” Ted said matter of factly.

“Well honey, I can think of a few things that you tend to enjoy that a lot of people, your daughter certainly, would find more than a bit weird.” Sally said in a semi sarcastic tone, and gave her husband a sly little look that only married couples who’ve had their share of bedroom fun and games can have.

“Well, yeah, OK I can see your point, but still.” Ted said defensively.

“Still what?” Sally responded questioningly.

“Well, still, um, well I don’t know. But you can’t be seriously considering putting Julie back in diapers? I mean she is 15. I don’t even think they make diapers that big.”

“Ted, first of all I can guarantee you that they make diapers that would fit Julie. I mean, you don’t think that in this whole world there are no people our daughter’s age who still wear diapers? I know for a fact that there are diapers out there that will fit Julie. Second of all, yes, I am seriously considering it.” Sally added this last part with a bit of determination.

“Ok, maybe you can explain to me why on earth you would think it might be a good idea to put our daughter back in diapers.”

Sally sat up and turned on the light next to her side of the bed. Ted knew he was about to get a speech that had probably been rehearsed. Any time Sally sat up in bed and turned on the light, it meant she had something to say. Ted and Sally had a very good relationship, one that was built in no small part of good communication. Over the years, Ted had learned when to pay attention. This was one of those times.

“OK?” Sally asked.

Ted kind of smiled and shrugged. He nodded his head to let his wife know that he was taking her seriously.

“First of all” Sally began, “I think that it is very important that we show Julie that it’s OK for her to come to us with things that she feels uncomfortable about. I mean, how great is it that our daughter felt comfortable coming to us, well to me, about something so personal? I saw how hard it was for her to talk about. And I think it is really important that we show her that we support her coming to us. I mean, who knows what will happen in the next few years Ted? I want my daughter to know she can come to us about anything.”

“Well,” Ted agreed “I can certainly see your point there, although I really don’t like to think about anything bad like that.”

“Yeah, me neither, but I think it will do us a world of good if we show Julie that coming to us is the best thing.” Sally took a breath and continued, “Second of all, there is the whole trying policy. I mean if we are serious about it, shooting her down when she wants to use it is a pretty bad idea.”

“I thought the trying policy was about stuff like drinking?” Ted added

“Well, I thought so too, but when I think about it now, I can see how Julie got the idea. I mean, what did we really tell her? As I recall the concept was this: If you want to try something, we want you to come to us. We will let you try it on our terms, and you won’t get in trouble. We never said anything specifically about what it was that she might want to try.”

“True.” Ted admitted.

“And well, here she has done what we had hoped she would do. I am worried that if we say no, it will be the first and last time we ever get asked to use the trying policy, and I think we both can agree that that is not what we want.”

Ted had to admit that his wife did have a point. The whole trying policy had in fact been his idea and he had gotten it from his own father. He still remembered the first time he asked his dad if he could try a cigarette. His dad had laughed and said fine. The next day, with his father instructing him (and laughing as he turned green), Ted had smoked his first and last cigarette. This train of thought gave him an idea. Before he could say it, Sally started again.

“And Ted, you know what else? The more I think about it, the more convinced I become that we should do it. I mean, what harm is it going to do anybody if our daughter is wearing a diaper? With the clothes they wear these days, I can’t imagine that anybody is even going to notice. Plus we really should reward Julie for coming to us, not punish her.”

“Yeah, I agree” said Ted. “It’s just that I can’t believe that we are rewarding her by putting her in diapers.”

“Well, yeah, I will admit it is a bit different. But it’s what she wants. And like I said, it is certainly not hurting anybody. Although I do have to admit, I am not looking forward to having to change her.”

“I don’t even want to think about that.” Ted added quickly.

Sally looked at her husband, and asked in a voice not unlike that of her daughter, “Well honey, I think we should do it, at least to show her that we support her. What do you think?”

“Well, I can’t believe I am saying this, but I guess you are right.”

“Ted, I think it is for the best. So are we agreed?”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“Good, but I am not sure how we should go about doing this. I mean, how you think we should approach this?”

For the first time in the conversation, Ted felt like he had a good answer.

Chapter III

That next morning was a Friday, and Julie woke up to her alarm clock telling her to get up and start getting ready for school. It was pretty early, and Julie’s thoughts were focused on the speech she had to give that day in English class. The topic was Edgar Allen Poe, and Julie felt ready. She still got pretty nervous talking in front of people, but at least she knew her subject well. She crawled out of bed and headed down stairs to get some breakfast.

Mom and Dad were in the kitchen. Dad looked like he was about to leave for work, brief case in one hand, and a bagel in the other. He saw Julie come in.

“Morning kid-o. What’s shakin?”

“Morning dad. I have that speech today. In English class.”

“The one on Poe?” Ted asked

“Yeah.”

“Well, good luck honey. I am sure you will do fine. I have to run to work. Tell me about it when I get home tonight ok?”

With that Ted came over and kissed his daughter on the forehead. Then he went up to his wife and kissed her goodbye. On his way out the door he turned back to Sally and said,

“Oh, do me a favor and call me at work. I really want to know how this turns out.” And he closed the door behind him.

For a split second Julie wondered what he was talking about. But she put it out of her mind as she started pouring the milk on her cereal. As she sat sown and put a large spoonful in her mouth, her mother spoke.

“So I talked to your dad.” Sally said quickly.

Julie immediately knew that her mom was talking about their conversation of yesterday. Julie had kind of put it out of her mind. She was scared about her father saying ‘no way’ and thinking she was weird. The butterflies came back to her stomach and her pulse quickened. Julie tried to say something, but with a mouthful of cereal all that came out was “weawy?” She quickly chewed and swallowed.

“Really?”

Sally came over to the counter where Julie was eating her cereal and pulled up a stool next to her daughter.

“Yeah, really.” Sally said.

Julie’s mind was racing. What had he said? Did he think she was crazy? She looked at her mom and nervously asked,

“And?”

“Well, to tell you the truth he was a bit surprised and confused at first. It took him a minute to understand that I was serious. But once he knew I was, he listened.”

“Does he think I am crazy?” Julie asked timidly.

Sally let out a little laugh. “No honey, he doesn’t think you are crazy. It did take him a minute to believe me, but once he did, no he certainly never said you were crazy.”

Julie let out a sigh of relief. At least her dad didn’t think she was nuts. But there were still some important things left unanswered,

“OK, but what did he say mom? I mean, what did he say about the trying policy thing?”

Sally cocked her head to the side and said slowly,

“Truthfully honey he didn’t like the idea all that much at first.” Julie’s started to frown, “but, I was able to bring him around to it eventually.”

Julie wasn’t sure she had heard her mother correctly. Did she say what she thought she had said?

“So he is OK with it?” Julie asked.

“Well, Julie, like I said, I was able to bring him around. We talked for a while about what the trying policy was all about. And honestly, neither of us had ever thought about you asking to try anything like this. But the more we thought about it, the more we agreed that it would be OK. We both agreed that since you came to us, we should go ahead and let you try it. I mean that was what the whole thing was all about.”

“So, you guys are going let me try wearing diapers again?”

Sally paused and looked at her daughter,

“Well honey, that’s going to be up to you.”

Julie was a bit confused. How was it up to her?

“What do you mean it is up to me mom? I mean I already told you I wanted to.”

“Oh, yes I know that sweetie. But well, it is one thing to say you want to try wearing diapers, and another thing to start doing it. And more over, if you remember, the trying policy says that your dad and I get to decide how it will work.”

Julie nodded her head. Her parents had always made it clear that if she wanted to try something, it was going to be on their terms. She looked at her mom and said,

“Yeah, I remember that part.”

“Well good.” Sally said. “You see, it did take a bit of effort on my part to get your dad to agree to it. But he came up with an idea that he liked, and I decided it was a good one and went along with it.”

“Dad came up with the idea?” Julie asked in disbelief. “What is it?”

“Well, keep in mind that I agreed with it Julie. The idea is this. If you want to see what it is like to go back to wearing diapers, we’ll let you do it. But we both agreed that in order for you to find out what it is really like you are going to have to make a commitment. So if you want to wear diapers again, you have to do it on our terms. Just like the trying policy says.”

Julie started thinking. She had never given any thought as to how she was going to try doing this. In her mind, she just wanted to know what it would be like to wear a diaper again. But her mom was making this sound like something more involved.

“What do you mean on your terms?” Julie asked.

“Well, I mean that as long as you agree to follow the rules your dad and I came up with, we will let you do it.”

Julie looked a bit confused. “Well what exactly are the rules you and dad came up with?” she asked.

Sally pulled her stool closer to Julies. She sat up and looked at Julie.

“Well the rules are like this. First of all, if you want to do this you are going to have to commit to it for at least one week.”

“Commit to it for a week?” a genuinely confused Julie asked. “What do you mean?”

“I mean,” Sally answered, “if you want to try wearing diapers, you’re going to have to wear them for at least one whole week. No breaks, no backing out mid week, no changing your mind. And just so we are clear here, I am talking about 24 hours a day for seven straight days.”

Sally could tell that her daughter was a bit surprised at this. So she added,

“In case you are wondering why, I’ll tell you. First of all, you said you were curious about what it is like to wear diapers. Well, we want you to understand what wearing diapers is really like, and anything less than a week won’t let you do that. Second of all, I looked into what kinds of diapers I could get for you, and they don’t sell them in small quantities. It’s not like I can just run to the grocery store and pick up a pack of Huggies for teenagers. It turns out that the least I can buy is about a weeks worth. And if I am going to buy you diapers, I am certainly not going to throw them away, and I can’t give them away, so you’ll just have to wear them.”

Julie didn’t know what to think. A week sounded like an awful long time. And mom sounded like she was saying that she would have to wear a diaper at all times.

“Well, like what about when I go to school and stuff? Would I have to wear a diaper to school?” Julie asked meekly.

“Twenty four hours a day Julie. That means you will be in diapers when you go to bed at night, diapers at breakfast, diapers at school, diapers at dinner, diapers all the time. Wearing diapers is not a part time thing honey. I mean you are either potty trained or you are not. And if you want to do this, then for at least one week we are all going to pretend that you aren’t. Plus I’m not interested in having to remember when I need to be checking your diapers and when you are not even wearing them. It’s just a lot easier for me if I know that you are wearing them all the time.”

Julie started thinking about what it would be like to have to wear diapers all the time. It was a new thought for her. In her dreams, her parents just put her in a diaper. She certainly never thought of herself going to school in them. Would people be able to tell? And what did her mom mean about pretending she wasn’t potty trained?

“Mom, what if people can tell? I mean, what do I say to people at school and stuff?”

“Well, first of all, I really doubt that anybody will be able to tell. But if they do see that you’re wearing diaper, well it’s up to you what you want to tell them. You could always say something like you had a really bad bladder infection that you are just getting over.”

Julie thought about it. Her mom might be right. She had enough baggy jeans and pants and it would be hard for anyone to tell that she was wearing a diaper. But a whole week still sounded like a long time. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. But then again, it was probably now or never. Julie quickly made up her mind.

“Well mom, I mean, I never really thought about wearing it for a whole week, but if that is the only way I will get to try it, I’ll do it.” said a determined Julie.

“Well good, but there are still a few more rules I need to go over.” Sally added

“How many more?” Julie asked reluctantly.

“Well, just two, but I would think they are pretty obvious. First, if you’re wearing diapers obviously you will have to use them. And I mean for everything, no toilets allowed. Like I said, we are all going to pretend that you’re not potty trained. The only time you will even be allowed to go into a bathroom will be to brush your teeth. Of course, you can also take a shower, but only when we say so. Second, you won’t be allowed to change yourself, either me and your dad will take care of that. And you will also have to get used to us regularly checking your diaper to see if you need to be changed.”

Julie stared at her mom in disbelief. Her mom must have seen this.

“Julie sweetie, don’t look so shocked. I mean if you want to try wearing diapers again, you need to see what it is really like. People who wear diapers use them, and if you want to wear diapers, you’re going to have to use them too.”

Julie didn’t know what to say. All this was certainly a lot more than she had ever bargained for. It was bad enough that she would have to wear them for a week. But she had never really thought of using them. Julie tried to think of the last time she wet her pants to see if she could even remember what that was like. But she couldn’t remember. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.

“Gosh mom, I don’t know. That is not exactly what I had in mind.”

“Well, I imagine it is not. But honey, this is really what the trying policy is about. Truthfully, we always thought you would want to try something like smoking. I mean, some people think it is glamorous to smoke cigarettes and stuff, and we always figured that if you asked we would let you smoke a few because it would show you how yucky smoking is. So when we talked about this last night, we decided that if you want to try going back to diapers we would let you if you agreed to these rules. You want to know what it is like to wear diapers again, and there is only one way to find out and that is to really try it. Putting you in diapers for a day or something won’t work. So we came up with this.”

“Well, I am not so sure this is something I would want to do mom.”

“And that Julie, is why I said it was up to you.” Sally said as if making her closing argument to the jury. “Take a minute to think about it. But understand that it is now or never and these rules are not flexible.”

“I don’t know mom. I mean, I really want to see what it is like and all. But what you are talking about doesn’t sound like something I want to try.”

Sally had expected this. Reality is almost always disappointing compared with the ideas and dreams in our heads.

“Well Julie, I would certainly understand if you said no. I mean, this is certainly not something I would ever want to do. But then again, I never had dreams about being put back into diapers! And if this is something that you have been wondering about for such a long time, maybe it would be best to see what it is really like. Otherwise you might always wonder.”

Julie didn’t want to say it, but she was thinking the same thing. I mean, here was her chance. Her parents were offering to put her in diapers, which was something she had been wanting for longer than she could remember. And while the rules they had made were pretty bad, this was certainly the only chance she would get. Julie tried to think about what it would be like. She could probably handle the 24 hours a day part. But a whole week seemed like a really long time. What if somebody did notice? She would never live it down at school. The very thought terrified Julie. And the using them part… Julie decided to not even think about that. ‘We’ll cross that bridge when we get there’ Julie thought.

Sally sat and watched as her little girl’s mind tossed and turned. It was obvious that Julie was thinking about it. Maybe she should help her along.

“So, what do you think Julie. Are we putting you in diapers or not?”

“Gosh mom, I don’t know. I mean, I want to and all, but.”

“Well, Julie, let me ask you something. Are you having a hard time making up your mind?”

“Yeah.”

“I think you really want to say yes, but you are a little scared.”

Julie looked at her mom in shock. Maybe her mom could read her mind.

“Well, yeah, maybe a little scared.”

“Honey listen, I really think you should do it.”

“Really?” stammered a very surprised Julie.

“Yes really. I mean, you obviously really want to, but you are a little scared. But you were scared to even talk to me about it and once you did it got easier didn’t it?”

“Well, yeah a little bit.”

“Well, I think this is kind of the same thing. It is hard to make the commitment, but once you do, it will get easier. Plus, I know you really want to see what it is like. If you don’t do it now, you will always wonder. I would much rather you figure it out now, than spend the rest of you life wondering what could have happened if you had taken the chance.”

Julie bit down on her teeth and scrunched up her nose. Sally recognized that as the face her daughter made when she was building up her courage. Julie thought about the whole thing. It was kind of crazy, and certainly not how she would have wanted to do it, but it was also her only chance. The thought of having to use her diapers sent a chill down her spine, but she quickly pushed the thought out of her mind when she realized that she would never get another chance like the one before her. ‘Now or never huh?’ Julie thought to herself. ‘I have been dreaming of this for so long. But I just don’t know about the rules.’ Then somewhere deep in Julie’s conscious a question popped up, ‘if you say no now, will you ever forgive yourself?’ Julie shook her head. ‘What the heck, why not’ she said to herself. Julie took in a deep breath.

“OK, I’ll do it.” She said quickly.

“Are you sure?” Sally asked. “Make sure you are, because if you say yes, I’ll go buy the diapers while you are at school. And your week will start as soon as you get home.”

“Yeah I’m sure mom. Like you said, it is now or never and I don’t like the sound of never.”

“OK then. And honey, I am really glad you said yes.” Sally said as she touched Julies shoulder. “Now hurry up and finish getting ready for school or you will be late. I’ll drive you and go shopping after I drop you off.”

Chapter IV

Ted had just gotten back from lunch when his phone rang.

“This is Ted.”

“Hi honey, it’s me.”

Ted had been expecting this call. In fact he was kind of looking forward to it. He chuckled to himself and asked his wife in a cocky voice.

“So who won our little bet?”

There was a pause on the other end of the line, followed by what sounded like an audible sigh of defeat.

“I guess you remembered about that.”

Ted let out a laugh, he knew he had been right.

“Oh I certainly do remember Sal, and it sure sounds like somebody lost. Don’t worry, I’ll go easy on you.”

Much to Ted’s surprise he heard his wife laughing on the other end.

“Nice try buster,” Sally coyly spoke, “but you lost! Your butt is mine. Oh, you are so easily fooled Ted. You really shouldn’t be so cocky. But we know how to take care of that now don’t we?”

“You are kidding right?” Ted asked in disbelief. “She didn’t really agree to it?”

“Oh she did. I just got back from the store, and when I get off this phone I will be putting the finishing touches on the changing table I set up in Julie’s room.”

Ted knew his wife was serious, but he still couldn’t believe it. The whole idea of a week or nothing and all the other rules had been his idea. And he had come up with it mainly because he figured that Julie would never agree to it.

“Wait a minute. Did you explain all the rules to her? I mean you did tell her that she…”

Sally cut him off.

“I told her one week, 24 hours a day, no bathrooms allowed and that only we can change her. I also added a new one. I told her that she has to get used to us checking to see if she needs to be changed.”

“I can’t believe it.” Ted said in disbelief.

“Well, you will believe it when you get home. And as soon as we get a chance to be alone, I will make sure you remember what happens when you lose a bet like that too.”

Ted cringed. Then he spoke dejectedly,

“OK, OK, you win this time. But I still can’t believe that she agreed to it.”

“Well Ted, it’s like I said. I think this is something she has really wanted to try for a long time. And I told her very clearly, now or never. She was a bit unsure, more than a bit to tell you the truth. But I think her curiosity got her. Anyway, it’s a done deal. I already bought the diapers, so she’s not changing her mind now.”

“Yeah, I guess so. I still can’t believe it though. Well, at least it is only for a week and not for a few years. I guess I can handle changing diapers for a week.”

Julie giggled, “You always hated changing diapers. For some reason I expect your work schedule to get a bit longer this week. I have a feeling I am going to be doing most of the changing.”

Ted, like his daughter earlier that day, wondered if Sally really could read his mind sometimes.

“Well, um, we’ll see about that.” Ted said. “I have to get back to work, but I should be home around 5 or 6.”

“We’ll see you then honey.” Sally said.

When Julie came home after school, it had completely slipped her mind that today was any different from any other Friday afternoon. She had been thinking about her speech most of the day, and wanted to tell her mom about how well it had gone. She came into the kitchen and saw her mom there.

“Hi mom.”

“Hello Julie how did everything go at school? Did your speech go well?”

“Surprisingly well actually.” Julie started “I was kind of nervous at first, but once I got going and stuff, I relaxed and did fine. Mrs. Fisher even said I did a good job. I think I might get an A.”

“That’s wonderful Julie. I knew you were a good public speaker.”

Julie felt a little proud about how well everything had gone, and hearing her mom say that made her feel even better. She set her backpack down on the counter and started walking towards the fridge to get a snack. Before she got there though her mom spoke up.

“Hey, before you get something to eat, we need to take care of something.”

Julie was still thinking about her speech, and she couldn’t imagine what her mom was talking about. She made it to the fridge and as she opened the door she said quickly,

“What do we have to take care of mom?”

Her mom didn’t answer, but instead stood up and walked up to the fridge and closed the door. Then she glanced down at her daughter with a knowing look. When they made eye contact, it all came back to Julie in a heartbeat. She had totally forgotten about their conversation that morning until that very instant. Sally spoke slowly and softly.

“I think somebody needs to be wearing a diaper.”

Julie’s heart started pounding and her stomach did a flip. It wasn’t that she had forgotten about it, so much as she had chosen not to think about it. She found it a bit hard to know what to say.

“Oh.” Julie managed to say. “Um, yeah I guess so. Are we really going to start that now?”

“I said as soon as you got home we would. Don’t you remember?”

“Well, yeah, now that you say so mom. I guess with my speech and all, it had kind of slipped my mind.”

“Well that’s ok. But let’s get this taken care of. You can have a snack after I get you changed.”

The shock of remembering about it had worn off, and Julie actually started to get a bit excited. She was finally going to do it. After all these yeahrs of wondering and dreaming, she was finally going to know. She turned to her mom.

“So, how exactly is this going to work?” Julie asked uncertainly, “I mean where are we going to do this?”

“I set everything up in your room. Lets head in there and I will tell you how we are going to do this.”

With that, Julie and her mom headed off to her room. When Julie opened the door, she was quite surprised to see a large piece of furniture in her room that had not been there before.

“What’s that mom?”

“That’s your changing table honey. That is where we’ll be changing your diapers.”

Julie took a look at her new “changing table”. It looked a bit like a large white desk, except that the top of it was padded, and instead of drawers it had two shelves underneath that ran about two thirds of its length. Julie glanced at the shelves. On the lower shelf, a large pile of white diapers lay neatly stacked on top of each other. On the other shelf, Julie noticed a large box of baby wipes, a bottle of baby powder and a few other bottles that she didn’t recognize. In the open area where the shelves ended, Julie spotted a large trash can that she recognized as her old diaper pail. Julie walked up closer to look at the top of the table. A small mattress sat on top. I light pink plastic sheet with little white sheep covered the mattress. The plastic sheet crinkled when Julie touched it.

“Why don’t you hop up there, and we can get started.” Sally said.

Julie looked back at her mom, but didn’t move. The feel of the plastic sheet on her hand and the crinkling sound it had made, brought out a feeling in Julie that she didn’t understand. She felt really excited, and really scared at the same time. She didn’t move for a second, until her mom spoke up again.

“Come on, hop up.”

Julie turned back to the table and saw that she would indeed have to lift herself onto the top of the table. It was certainly not very high, but a little jump was required. So she put her hands on the front edge, jumped, twisted and sat down on the padded top. As she sat, the plastic sheet made a loud crinkling noise. Julie looked down at her feet and saw that they were a good 12 inches off the ground. She shifted her weight around a bit to get comfortable. The more she moved, the move the sheet crinkled. Julie felt a bit surprised at how much she liked that noise.

Sally took a look at her daughter sitting on top of her changing table, and felt a bit silly. How long ago was it that Julie was last on this thing, 12 years? Or was it more? Regardless, the purpose then was the same as the purpose now.

“Ok honey,” Sally started slowly, “since this is the first time I guess I should explain a few things to you. I mean, when you were little I certainly never bothered to tell you about how I went about changing you, but now that you are older I think it is a good idea. First of all, since you are going to be in diapers all the time, we need to do our best to make sure you don’t get a diaper rash. Now, in the future, when you actually are being changed, the first thing we will have to do after we get your old diaper off is clean off your, um, how should I say this, your diaper area OK? That is what these baby wipes are for.”

Sally reached under the table and pulled out the box of wipes that Julie had seen. She showed the box to Julie and than put them back under the table.

“Since this is the first time though, we don’t need those. But I want you to know sweetie, that it is really important that we clean you off well. Now, when you were a baby this was certainly not a big deal, but now that you are older, well, it might be a bit uncomfortable for you at first. I mean we are going to be touching you in some places that we haven’t touched in a long time, and I am guessing that is might be a bit awkward at first. Just remember though, even though it might feel a tad weird, but I can assure you that it is a lot better than a diaper rash.” Sally placed a lot of emphasis on the word “a lot better”. She paused and looked at her daughter to see if she was following her.

Julie had until now done her best to not think about this type of stuff. The thought of her mom touching her “diaper area” made her feel a bit uneasy. But, that was the price she had to pay. And while she certainly didn’t recall ever having a diaper rash, she guessed it was not something she ever wanted. ‘Besides’ she thought to her self, ‘it’s mom and it’s only for a few seconds’. She looked at her mom and nodded for her to continue.

“Alright,” Sally went on, “after the baby wipes comes the nursery cream. I always used a special type of Vaseline on you, and I was happy to see it is still sold.” Sally held up a jar of Vaseline Nursery Jelly. Julie saw a cute little pink bear on the label. “This is stuff is really important for preventing rashes too. Now again, I am going to have to put this stuff in some awkward places, but it is really important.”

Julie looked at her mom and nodded again.

“Ok then. Last thing before we get your diaper on, is a little bit of baby power on your bottom. After that, we just fasten the tapes and away you go.”

Sally paused for a brief second and tried to think if she left anything out. She mumbled to herself and then looked at her daughter again.

“So, is that all clear Julie? Do you have any questions?”

Julie tried to think, but it was hard. Her mind was racing, and her stomach doing flips. She couldn’t believe that this was really about to happen. She also couldn’t think of any questions.

Sally continued to look at her daughter, waiting for a question. After a moment she asked.

“No questions then?”

Julie felt so nervous and excited at the same time that she was almost shaking. This was it. She was afraid that her voice wouldn’t work, so she just shook her head.

“Well, ok then, lets get started. Go ahead and lie down for me.”

Julie paused and took a deep breath. Then she swung her legs onto the table and slid across the mattress so that her head was at the very end. As she moved she again noticed how strangely comforting that crinkling sound of the plastic sheet sounded. Julie noticed that her feet hung off the end of the table a bit, so she bent her knees and put her feet on the edge.

Sally saw that her daughter looked ready. She came over to the side of the table and started to unbutton Julie’s jeans. Julie started to help her mom, but Sally pushed her hands out of the way and said “Just lie still”. After she had the zipper down, she started working the jeans down Julie’s hips. But with Julie laying on her back, Sally had a hard time getting them past Julie’s rear end. She tried to think if this happened the last time she did this, and then she remembered what to do. She grabbed Julie’s two legs and lifted them in the air until Julie’s rear end came up off the mattress. Then with her free hand she pulled the jeans down to Julie’s thighs. From there it was easy.

After the pants were off Sally placed them in the hamper. She came back and on seeing her daughter’s panties she remembered one last thing.

“Oh, I almost forgot.” Sally said as she started taking down Julie’s panties. She repeated the same process as before, lifting Julie’s legs up. “Since you wont be needing these,” she held up the panties she had just removed from her daughter, “or any others for the next week, I went ahead and took all of them out of your drawer. I don’t want you getting confused about what you are supposed to be wearing.” she said playfully and winked at Julie. “Next Friday I will give them back, ok?”

Julie looked up at her mom. She was all too aware that she was naked from the waist down and that the shirt she was wearing stopped just short of her belly button. Despite all that, she didn’t feel too terribly uncomfortable. When her mom had lifted her up by the legs, her modesty seemed to have kind of disappeared. In fact all this was starting to seem strangely familiar. As far as the underwear went, who cared if her mom had it or not, she certainly wasn’t going to be using it.

“Yeah mom that’s fine.” She finally said.

“Ok. Now, just another minute or so.” Sally said as she reached under the table and grabbed the first of many diapers. She looked for the end with the tapes and opened that end of the diaper. With the diaper in one hand she grabbed Julie’s legs with the other and slid the diaper underneath Julie’s rear end. Then she grabbed the nursery cream and opened the top. Sally took a deep breath and put on her business face. It had been a long time since she had done this, and Julie had been a lot smaller then. She got some cream on her fingers and started coating Julie’s inner thigh. She repeated this process with the other thigh and then moved onto Julies bottom. She was just about to put some cream on Julie’s bottom when her daughter kind of let out a little yelp and squirmed away. Sally stopped and looked at her daughter.

“Sorry mom, it’s just that it really tickles. I couldn’t help it.” Julie said softly.

Sally thought about how she should handle this. She had an idea.

“It tickles huh? Well how about this.” And she quickly started tickling Julies tummy. Julie started laughing and squirming around on the table. Sally stopped and looked at Julie and said, “Like I said this is probably going to be a bit uncomfortable. At least at first. But lets try not to take this too seriously, OK? If it tickles, just laugh. I am sure you will get used to it over the next few days.”

“OK mom.”

Sally went back to work and finished with the nursery cream on the rest of Julie’s diaper area. Then she lifted her daughters’ legs up and quickly powdered her bottom.

“Ok Julie, we are almost done. I just have to get your diaper on now.”

Sally grabbed the front of the diaper and pulled it up between Julie’s legs. She spread out the front and happily noticed that it seemed to fit just fine. She pulled the front to the right and held it in place with one hand. With her other she grabbed the back of the diaper and pulled one of the tapes. The tape made a loud tearing noise as it opened. Sally pulled the tape and fastened it to the front of the diaper. Then she pulled the front to the left side, opened the other tape, pulled the tape around to the front and stuck it in place. She then ran her fingers just inside the leg openings of the diaper to make sure the leg gatherers were facing out. She looked down at her daughter’s diaper and felt a bit surprised at how it looked. Sally had expected her daughter to look really strange in a diaper, but to her surprise, Julie looked much the same now as the last time she had diapered her. The diaper seemed to fit well.

“So how is that? Does it seem too tight or anything?”

Julie didn’t want to say it, but it was almost impossible to describe how good it felt. The diaper felt pretty thick in between her legs. When she put her legs together, she could just barely make her thighs touch. Julie felt like somebody was giving her a hug, except that it never stopped. It felt great.

“No mom, it seems fine” she managed to say.

“Ok then. You can go ahead and jump down and get a snack if you want now.”

Julie sat up on the changing table. The diaper felt even better sitting up. She looked at her mom and asked “Are you going to put my pants back on too, or should I do that?”

Sally very quickly responded, “Oh, you don’t need to put your pants back on honey. You’ll be fine like that. You used to hate wearing anything over your diaper as a kid.”

Julie was a bit surprised. It seemed a bit strange to not have any pants on. After all, her shirt barely came down to the top of her diaper. Looking down in fact, she noticed that it didn’t even come that far.

“Mom, I am not a baby now. I would like to put my pants back on!” Julie said somewhat defensively.

“Ha. Yeah, you aren’t a baby now I guess. But you sure look like one.” Sally said with a laugh. “But sorry, no pants for now.” She added firmly. “I need to get used to the fact that you are back in diapers, and I might forget it if I don’t see them. Plus it makes it a lot easier for me to check your diaper if you don’t have anything over it. Besides, nobody is going to see you. Don’t worry about it. Now come on, let’s get something to eat. I am hungry too.”

Julie realized that her mom was quite serious. ‘Whatever, nobody is around’ Julie thought. With that she hopped off the changing table and started walking to the kitchen. After about 5 steps she stopped. ‘What is that noise?’ she thought. It sounded like the changing table kind of. But it had stopped. She started off for the kitchen again and the noise came back. It seemed really loud to be coming from the table. Then it hit her. ‘Oh, duh, that must be me!’ As Julie kept walking she confirmed that the noise she heard was indeed coming from her diapers. It was the plastic crinkling and rustling as she walked. She headed to the kitchen to meet up with her mom and get some lunch. Her little diaper adventure was just beginning.

Chapter V

Sally was already in the kitchen when Julie finally got there. She turned to her daughter and said, “I am going to make a sandwich, would you like one too?”

“Sure mom that would be great.” With that, Julie took a seat on one of the bar stools. The diaper made a loud noise as she sat.

“What do you want to drink?”

“How ‘bout some OJ?”

“Sure thing. One OJ coming right up.”

Sally went to the cupboard and grabbed two large glasses and poured the OJ. Then she made up a couple of sandwiches and sat down to eat with her daughter. As she was eating she looked at her daughter. Julie had a short blue top on that left her diaper completely exposed. Sally took a look at the diaper and started to giggle. Her daughter actually looked surprisingly cute. Julie heard her mom giggling.

“What’s so funny mom?”

“Nothing honey, it’s just that you look so cute there in your diaper and all. I was not expecting that. I kind of thought you might look a little silly, but you actually look really cute.”

Lunch ended and Julie left to go watch some TV. Sally cleaned up the dishes and then started up a load of laundry. After getting the load started, Sally finished up the ironing she had and then transferred the clothes into the drier. She headed into the living room to see what Julie was up to.

Julie was lying on the couch. As usual she was on her stomach, with her legs bent at the knees and her feet hanging just over her rear end. The only difference today was that she had on a diaper instead of pants. Sally again had to repress the urge to giggle at how cute Julie looked. But this time, she came up and walked over to the couch and patted Julie on the bottom.

“How you doing kid?”

Julie was a bit startled when her mom touched her bottom, but with the diaper on, she could barely feel it.

“I am fine, why?” Julie asked.

Instead of answering, Sally put her hand back on Julie’s bottom. But she was certainly not patting it this time. Julie kind of jumped as her moms hand went down between her legs. Sally kept feeling Julie’s diaper and her hand was quickly well underneath her daughter. Julie wiggled away quickly.

“Mom, what are you doing?” Julie snapped in a voice that sounded like she though her mom must be crazy.

Sally quickly responded “I’m checking your diaper to see if I need to change you. Don’t act so surprised Julie, you need to get used to this!”

Julie thought for a second and then said, “Oh. Sorry, I didn’t mean to snap, it’s just that you caught me off guard. Besides, I’ll just let you know when I need to be changed.”

“Uh, no you won’t.” Sally added firmly. “Sorry, but it doesn’t work that way Julie. You don’t get to tell me or your dad when you need to be changed. People who are not potty trained don’t do that. You will be changed only when somebody checks your diaper and decides that you need to be changed. Now if you want to make a fuss about me checking your diaper I can do it less often. I just hope you understand what that might mean. If I were you I would want me to be checking you pretty regularly.”

Julie recognized her mom’s tone as that famous “I mean business” voice. But Julie felt a bit disturbed at this and went ahead and said,

“But mom, what happens if I need to be changed! I don’t want to sit around in a, um, dirty diaper.”

“Well Julie, I hate to break it to you, but over the next week, you are certainly going to have to do that at some point. I told you that you’re going to have to use these diapers for everything.”

“No I understand that part mom, but I mean what if I need to be changed? I can’t just tell you?”

“No Julie. Like I said, it doesn’t work that way. Now, I was planning on checking your diaper on a pretty regular basis, but if you are going to react like this every time I try….”

Julie saw that she needed to backtrack before things got worse than they already were. “No. OK, look I’m sorry. I didn’t know it worked that way. If that is how it is, obviously I want you to check my diaper as often as you want. But I mean, what happens if I *really* need to be changed. I can’t come to you?” By the way Julie had said really, her mom understood what she meant.

“Look Julie. Rules are rules. You are not allowed to ask us to change your diapers. But relax honey, I understand what you are saying. I mean let’s be realistic here. If you *really* need to be changed, just walk into the same room as me or your father. We have noses, and if you *really* need to be changed, I think it will be pretty obvious.”

Julie nodded her head in agreement.

“Now, are you going to let me check your diaper or what?”

“No mom, go ahead.”

Sally came back over to Julie and started feeling her diaper again. It was obvious that Julie was still dry.

“Looks like you are fine. I’ll try to remember to check you before dinner. Now are you going to watch TV all day, or do you have some other plans?”

“Well, I was thinking about going over to Becky’s house. She had something going on after school, but she might be home now. I am going to give her a call.”

Turned out that Becky was home. She had had to stay late at school for some kind of meeting with one of her teachers. Becky invited Julie to come over and hang out for a bit.

After she hung up the phone, Julie wondered what she would do. There was obviously no way she was going to walk over to Becky’s house without putting on some more clothes. She decided to go talk with her mom.

Sally was in the living room reading some magazine.

“Mom, Becky is home and she wants me to come over.”

“That’s fine. Just be back for dinner at like 7:00 OK?”

Julie looked at the clock. It was still a little bit before 4:30. “OK, no problem. But mom, can’t I put my pants back on? I mean, I can’t really leave the house like this.”

Sally had not bothered to put down the magazine until now. As she did she took a look at her daughter and nodded slowly.

“No, I wouldn’t want to leave the house like that either. Yes, yes of course. Go put your pants on and I will see you before dinner.”

Becky Oakman lived just down the street, so it only took 5 minutes to walk there. Becky and Julie had been friends since the first day of kindergarten when they met. Since then, their families had become good friends and often did things together. Becky and Julie had done the same summer camps and activities together for many years now. They were, of course, best friends.

During the walk over, Julie noticed that her diaper made a lot less noise with her pants on, but it still made some noise. She began to worry that Becky might hear it and ask what was going on. She tried to think of what she might say, but she didn’t have much time to think about it before she arrived.

Julie had long since stopped knocking on the Oakman’s door, so when she got there she just let herself in.

“Becky?” Julie called out.

“I am in my room.” came a voice from down the hall.

Julie headed down to Becky’s room and walked in. Becky was at her desk and had the stereo on. Julie said a silent thank you that the music would cover up any sound her diaper might make.

The two girls sat down and did what they normally did, talk. They talked about boys. They talked about girls and which girls were with which boys. When they ran out of boys to discuss they went to watch some TV in the living room. On the way there, Julie certainly noticed her diaper making some noise. She kept an eye on Becky to see if she noticed anything. Just before they got to the living room Becky turned and looked at Julie’s pants.

“Hey wait a second.” said Becky.

Julie stopped dead in her tracks. She must have heard!

“Are those new pants or something?”

“No, not at all. Why?” Julie slowly asked.

Becky and Julie were pretty much the same size, and had been for years. They didn’t swap clothes on a regular basis, they both agreed it wasn’t a great idea to co-mingle clother, but on rare occasions it certainly happened. And they spent enough time together that they pretty much knew each other’s wardrobe as well as they knew their own.

“I don’t know, they must just look different or something. I was gonna ask when you went shopping without me.” Becky paused and looked hard at Julie’s bottom. “Hmm, whatever I think our show is on.”

Julie let out a sigh of relief. She had dodged a bullet there.

They watched TV for a while. Becky got up and grabbed a drink for the two of them during one of the commercials. During the next commercial Becky went to the bathroom. It wasn’t until Becky went that Julie realized that she needed to pee too. She almost started to get up and go to the bathroom too, but remembered her situation before she actually started moving. With that realization her stomach filled with butterflies.

Up to this point, Julie had never really given a whole lot of thought to the idea of using her diapers. In her dreams and thoughts, all she ever imagined was wearing a diaper, not using it. And although she didn’t like to admit it, she was a bit concerned about it. When her mom had laid down the rules, Julie had intentionally not thought about the part that said she had to use her diapers. ‘We’ll cross that bridge when we get there’ she remembered thinking. Well that bridge now lay before her and the time to cross it had come.

Julie knew what had to happen, but it was difficult to imagine. She started thinking about all the things that could go wrong. Would Becky be able to smell something? What if she leaked? Her instincts told her to just hold it, but Julie realized that it made no sense to try to do that. ‘Hold it until when?’ Julie realized ‘I can’t put this off for very long and I am going to have to do it eventually’ she thought. ‘What’s the point in waiting?’

So Julie made up her mind to not bother trying to hold back. ‘I’ll just ignore it and let things take care of themselves.’ she told herself. So she tried to relax and just let things happen on their own. After a few minutes nothing had happened. She realized that sitting on the couch made it hard. Pretty soon Julie really needed to pee. She decided she better do something different, so she actually tried to make things happen, but that didn’t work either.

Julie started getting desperate. She had not gone since school and the pressure was actually starting to become uncomfortable. Julie had never had the biggest bladder to being with. She looked at the clock and saw that it was 6:30. Julie was starting to get desperate. She decided that maybe heading for home was the best idea.

“Hey Becky, I gotta get back home for dinner. I’ll see you tomorrow.” she said suddenly as she stood up.

“Oh. I thought you weren’t eating until like 7? Whatever, just call me later tonight. I have to ask you something about our math homework.” said Becky.

“Sure, I’ll call you after dinner or something.”

Julie walked to the door and let herself out. She had barely made it to the street before she realized her body was telling her it was time to pee, now. She instinctively tried to hold back. ‘Let me just make it home’ she thought to herself, briefly forgetting about her diapers.

About half way home Julie remembered that she was wearing a diaper. ‘What am I doing?’ Julie asked herself. ‘Why I am waiting until I get home? What’s the point? I have to do this and here or there doesn’t make any difference. Besides I guess I need to start getting used to just going’. So Julie stopped walking and let out a long sigh. Once she relaxed, her body took over and started to go.

Julie had no idea what to expect, but as soon as things started she was fascinated. It wasn’t an out of body experience or anything, but Julie did feel a bit surreal and detached from herself and everything seemed to go quite. Her diaper started to get really warm and she felt the warmth slowly spread between her legs and over her diaper. She sensed a small puddle of wetness right between her legs. She had really needed to go, so Julie stood there and let herself finish. After she stopped, she sensed the warmth continue to spread over a larger area of the diaper. The small puddle of liquid disappeared as it was absorbed into the diaper.

The detached sensation started to fade and Julie became fully aware that she was standing on a side walk just as she had been a moment before. ‘That wasn’t so bad I guess.’ Julie told herself after a minute or so. ‘I guess I can handle that, which is a good thing, seeing how I have a week of that to look forward to.’ Julie looked down at her pants to see if there were any wet spots, but there weren’t. She ran her hands over her backside to double check, but didn’t feel any wet spots. She noticed that while the diaper still felt warm, it seemed to get drier by the minute. Julie decided that wetting her pants wasn’t going to be as big of a deal as she had feared just a couple of minutes ago.

She started walking again. Her diaper did feel noticeably heavier and it seemed to have expanded and become even bulkier between her legs. By the time she got home, the diaper felt almost the same as when it was dry, just warmer and bigger.

When she walked in the front door her, she saw her mom in the kitchen getting dinner ready. She knew Dad was home because she had seen his car in the driveway, but he wasn’t in the kitchen. Julie said hello to her mom.

“Hey Julie. Your back a bit early, dinner won’t be ready for another half hour or so.”

“I know.” said Julie. She almost started to say that she came home early because she had to go the bathroom, but then she remembered what her mom had said earlier. She knew she needed to be changed but she didn’t want to ask because she knew what that meant.

Luckily for Julie, Sally was a smart one. She thought for a second, ‘why would Julie come home early’ and quickly put two and two together.

“Well, I just need to do a couple more things and then dinner will just need to cook for a bit. Why don’t you take your pants off again, so I can check your diaper?” Sally said in a very matter of fact tone.

Julie couldn’t believe how her mom could say something like that like it was no big deal. It had barely been a few hours and already her mom talked about taking her pants off and checking her diaper like she did it every day. At the same time, Julie wasn’t about to object because she really did need to be changed. The sooner she took her pants off and her mom checked her, the sooner that would happen. So Julie headed off to her room. On the way there she heard her dad in the backyard mowing the grass.

When Julie got to her room she unbuttoned her pants and slid them off. She stepped over to her full length mirror and took a look at herself. The shirt she was wearing came down just below her belly button, which left her a full view of the diaper. Most of the diaper was still white, but the part between her legs had just a slight yellow tint that could be seen though the plastic lining. She turned around and looked at her bottom and saw that part of the diaper there was also wet. She turned back around and took a longer look at herself. Her mom had said she looked cute, but Julie wasn’t sure she totally agreed. Her slim waist and flat stomach looked fine, but the diaper made her rear look a lot bigger than it was. Still, from the front she didn’t look all that bad. She could see what her mom meant by cute too. She did look cute, just like somebody at Halloween dressed up like a baby. All she need were some pigtails and a pacifier. The big difference she told herself was that her diaper was not part of a costume, it was wet, and she was (hopefully) about to be changed into a dry one. She started feeling a bit silly staring at herself standing around in a wet diaper so she walked back to the kitchen.

Julie walked to the kitchen and watched as Sally put the lid on a large pot and wiped off her hands. Sally turned and saw that Julie was on the other side of the counter, standing and looking at her. She walked over to the other side of the counter and looked at her daughter.

“Oh good, you took your pants off already. Now let’s see how you’re doing.” And with that she placed her hand on Julie’s lower bottom and began feeling her diaper.

“Well, looks like somebody wet their diaper finally. Good.” Sally said as she looked at the front of her Julie’s diaper. “I’d say you are ready for a change. Let’s take care of that while the food is cooking.”

Julie wondered what her mom meant when she said ‘good’. So she asked.

“Well I was a bit worried that you might try to hold it too long or something since you were at Becky’s. You really don’t want to do that ‘cause you can end up with a bladder infection or something. Plus if you hold back to long, and pee too much, your diaper might leak. Just do like you did, and make sure you go when you need to. Now let’s get you changed.”

‘I better remember that’ Julie told herself. The two of them walked back to Julie’s room. Julie walked up to the changing table and leaned against it.

“Don’t just stand there, hop up.” Sally said as she walked over.

Julie hopped onto the changing table and lay down. Sally leaned over and pushed the bottom of Julie’s shirt up a bit to keep it out of the way. Then she reached under the table and grabbed the box of wipes and a clean diaper. She set the box of wipes on the mattress and placed the diaper on Julie’s chest.

Julie started thinking to herself ‘well, this is going to be the first of many diaper changings. I guess I better get used to it’. She lay back and started looking around. Soon she began staring at the ceiling directly over her head and noticed the small glow-in-the-dark stars she had put up last year. It was the first time in a long time she had seen them without it being dark. She only sort of vaguely noticed her mom undoing her wet diaper.

Sally quickly began un-taping Julie’s diaper. Once it was untapped, she left it in place and grabbed the clean diaper from Julie’s chest. She noticed her daughter staring at the ceiling.

“What you looking at honey?” Sally asked as she opened the backside of the clean diaper. She grabbed Julie’s legs with one hand and lifted her bottom up. With her other hand she slid the clean diaper under Julie. This was a little trick she had remembered from Julie’s younger days, always put down a clean diaper before the dirty one came off.

“I was just looking at the stars on my ceiling. I hadn’t seen them in the light in a long time.” Julie said as her mom lifted her legs up again and removed her wet diaper. Her mom put her back down and left her uncovered.

“That’s funny.” Sally said as she rolled up the wet diaper and tossed it in the diaper pail. “You used to always stare at the ceiling when I changed you. But there were no stars back then.”

Sally opened the box of baby wipes and took out a couple. She started to wipe Julie’s bottom off but as soon as the wipe touched Julie’s skin, her daughter let out a gasp.

“Oh my gosh that’s cold!” Julie exclaimed as she looked at her mom with wide open eyes.

“Eww, sorry about that. Let me warm it up on your calf, its not nearly as sensitive.” Five seconds later Sally started again. “Better?” she asked.

“Much better, yeah.” Julie said.

Sally quickly wiped Julie down. She put the box of wipes away and took out the nursery cream. She began putting it on and Julie started laughing.

“Oh my gosh mom, it tickles even worse than before.” Julie squealed.

“Well, sorry but I am not stopping.” Sally said as she continued her work. “I assure you that you really want me to use this stuff. Try to hold still please.”

Julie did her best not to squirm, but it took real effort. Soon enough, her mom stopped and put the cream back on the shelf under the changing table. Then she grabbed the baby powder and sprinkled some on. Julie started looking at the stars on the ceiling again. Her mom set down the baby powder and then pulled the diaper up between Julie’s legs and spread it out over her lower tummy. She spread the front sides and then held it in place with one hand while the other hand grabbed the back of the diaper. Julie heard a loud tearing sound as her mom opened the tape and fastened down the left side of the diaper. Then she felt her mom gently pull the front of the diaper to the right. She heard the other tape open and felt the diaper tighten around her as her mom pulled the side to the front and firmly taped it in place. With a quick motion Sally ran her fingers underneath the leg openings and along the sides to smooth out and bunches.

“How’s that feel?” Sally asked.

Julie immediately noticed how different it felt to be back in a dry diaper. This once seemed a bit more snug then last time, which made it feel even better.

“Perfect mom,” Julie said as she glanced down at the white diaper between her legs. “It seems to feel a tiny bit better actually. Like it fits better than the last one or something.”

“Well, I am a little out of practice when it comes to diapering you, so I am not surprised to hear that. But it’s starting to come back. By tomorrow and I imagine this will become routine for me again. Well, you’re all set. I need to get back to the kitchen and make sure nothing is burning. Why don’t you come down and set the table for me?”

“Sure mom.” Julie remarked as she hopped down from the changing table. Sally had just about made it to the door when Julie asked her a question.

“Mom, can I put my pants back on now? Or do I have to go around in just a diaper still?”

Sally looked at her daughter and paused to think.

“Well honey, part of it is that I need to remember to check your diaper and seeing it really helps. And honestly it’s really hard to check your diaper when you are wearing pants. They are too tight to really be able to check you like I need to and you can’t take them on and off easily, so I’d really prefer it if you didn’t wear them.”

“Well, what if I wear something like some boxers?” Julie suggested “They are loose and stretchy enough that it shouldn’t be a problem to check me. And if you need to take them off it only takes a second.”

“That’s not a bad idea honey.” Sally stopped and thought for a second. “Tell you what, for the time being let’s stick with just diapers. Give me a day or two to get used to you being in diapers again and having to check you and then we can see about some boxers. OK?”

Julie let out a sign. It was better then nothing. “OK.”

Julie’s diaper crinkled loudly as the two of them walked back to the kitchen. Julie started to set the table as her mom checked on the progress of dinner. By the time Julie finished setting the table, Ted had finished mowing the lawn and came back inside. Julie started to get a bit nervous. She suddenly felt extremely self conscious about wearing just a diaper. What would her dad say?

Chapter VI

When Julie got down to the kitchen, her dad was there washing his hands. From the looks of him, he had just finished mowing the grass. He saw Julie come in.

“Hey there kid-o, how did the speech go today?”

Julie wondered how he was going to react to seeing her wearing just her shirt and diaper, but he seemed to be acting like nothing was out of the ordinary.

“It went fine dad.”

“Well, looks like you and mom talked this morning. Guess I’ll need to remember to check your diaper from time to time.” Ted said as if talking about the weather.

Julie realized that this was the first time her dad had said anything at all about this whole little diaper experiment she had started. She was partly astonished and partly relieved to note that he had just said that with his normal matter of factness. Julie was about to answer, when her mom beat her to it.

“You and me both Hon. I just changed her though, so she should be ok until bedtime I think. Dinner is just about ready, so why don’t you two wash up and sit down.”

Julie and her dad did just that. She still felt a bit awkward wondering around the house in her diaper. This diaper seemed to crinkle even more than the last one.

A few minutes later they were all sitting down. After dinner, Julie headed up to her room to start working on her homework. She plowed through her biology chapter, and then started the small math assignment she had. She was about halfway done when she remember to call Becky.

Julie got up and walked over to the phone. On the way, she noticed that she needed to go to the bathroom. She naturally started walking in that direction and made it about 5 steps before she remembered. She stopped dead in her tracks as her memory told her ‘I’m not allowed to go there.’ It was a very strange feeling indeed.

Julie needed to go to the bathroom, and it wasn’t to pee. She looked again at the bathroom. Then she turned and looked back to her room. Julie suddenly started to worry. After another moment, she turned around and walked back into her room closing the door behind her.

She started wondering what she had done. The need to go began to build. She started pacing the room, not sure what to do. She saw the phone and decided to call Becky. She was stalling, and she knew it.

Becky picked right up. The two of them chatted for a few minutes, and then got down to business. Becky and Julie had a long agreement: Julie helped Becky with math, and Becky would help Julie with English. It worked out really well, as they each had their strong points academically. Unfortunately for Julie, Becky didn’t need much help tonight. Sooner than Julie had hoped for, Becky said goodnight and hung up. Julie found herself alone in her room again, needing to go more than when she had started talking to Becky.

She sat down on her bed. She knew what had to happen, but couldn’t believe that she had to do it. Julie started to wonder if she might have made a big mistake. It was bad enough to have to wet your pants, but what about…. ‘Why didn’t I think about this’? Julie thought to herself. She had intentionally pushed the idea from her mind when her mom had laid down the rules. ‘Why do I always ignore the bad things?’ she asked herself. ‘I can’t believe I am going to have to…. The thought was so strange, so crazy that Julie couldn’t even bring herself to say it to herself. But she knew all too well that it wasn’t going to go away. ‘There’s no way. I couldn’t actually…. Again she found herself unable to say it.

Julie started to get really worried. Her stomach started doing flips and she finally realized she was breathing really quickly. ‘OK, get a hold of yourself already!’ she thought. She stood up and took a long breath. She took another and started trying to think positively.

‘OK, what’s done is done’ Julie thought to herself. She started actually talking, muttering really, to herself. “I should have thought about this, but I didn’t and, well, now it’s too late. So what am I going to do, freak out about it? No. No, that’s not going to help. What does dad say about this stuff, “Learn to accept the consequences of your actions.” Well, I know what has to happen, and it’s not like I can put it off forever.”

Julie took a look at the clock, and saw that it was already 9:00. Her parents would be going to bed soon. Her mom had told her dad that she should be ‘ok’ until bedtime, so that probably meant that somebody would check her diaper before they went to sleep.

“Well, in that case, I would be better off going now. I mean, I don’t want to go after they check me and head to bed.”

In Julie’s mind a little trail started taking place. On the one side was some 12 years of potty training and avoiding “accidents” combined with the horror related to the thought of actually doing it. On the other side her body was telling her that she really needed to go and the unquestionable logic that if she was going to go it was better to go now, followed by the simple and undisputable fact that she didn’t have a choice anyhow. When she realized that it was not a matter of “if” but “when” the trail ended. The jury returned a unanimous verdict in favor of the only real option.

Julie took a deep breath and finally managed to say it. “I’m going to have to just poop my pants.” Just saying it seemed to help a tiny bit. She tried again, “That’s it, I’ll just poop my pants.” Julie took a deep breath and continued muttering to herself again. “Poop my diaper actually.” Julie corrected herself. “Good point. I am not wearing any pants. I’m wearing a diaper, and people expect you to poop in your diaper. Heck I don’t even have a choice really.” There was no denying that that much was true. ‘It’s not like I’m about to ruin my favorite pants or do anything wrong or bad.’ she thought to herself as she turned and looked at the girl wearing a diaper in the mirror. She signed and accepted her fate. ‘All right. No sense in waiting, let’s get it over with’.

Julie actually realized that she couldn’t hold back much longer anyway. If she hadn’t been wearing a diaper, she would be pretty much running for a bathroom by now. She took a deep breath and tried to think how to best go about this. Should she sit down like she was on the toilet? She looked at her desk chair. It only took two seconds before she realized that wouldn’t really work.

She turned around and saw her changing station. Seeing the stacks of clean diapers helped her remember that dirty diapers all eventually get changed, and clean ones get put on. Maybe this wasn’t as big of a deal as she was making it out to be. She decided to just do it right there.

And so, standing there in her room, looking at her new changing station Julie filled her diaper for the first time in well over a decade. She had no idea what to expect, but even still, the sensation surprised her. That same surreal detached feeling came over her as things started happening. It seemed as if someone placed a balloon in her diaper and slowly inflated it. The balloon started off very small, and then began to push against her diaper. When the diaper ran out of room, the balloon began to force her cheeks apart slightly. The balloon grew quickly, spread out over part of her bottom and then stopped.

Julie felt a lot better. First and foremost, the need was gone. But perhaps more importantly, it had not been as bad as she thought it was going to be. ‘In fact’ she thought ‘it really wasn’t that big of a deal at all.’

With everything finally finished, Julie come out of her fog, and she realized that she was standing in the middle of her room. She still had a couple of math problems left. She tried to walk over to her desk. The load in her diaper felt a bit awkward, and she kind of waddled. When she got there, she realized that sitting down wasn’t going to be a good idea. She decided to try lying down on her bed, so she grabbed her book and waddled over. She managed to lie down on her stomach without any problems, but found that she needed to spread her legs apart a bit to get comfortable.

‘I just hope somebody checks my diaper soon.’ She said as she tired to get back into her math assignment.

Luckily for Julie, about 15 minutes later her mom opened the door and walked in. Julie looked up from her math book and was about to say that she needed to be changed, when she remember what her mom had said earlier. She kept quite.

Sally had been planning on checking her daughter’s diaper. She would be heading for bed soon, and she wanted to make sure Julie’s diaper was clean before she did so.

“Hey honey,” Sally said as she walked over to the bed. “I’m going to head for bed soon, so I just wanted to check you diaper one last time.” She was about to put her hand on Julie’s bottom to check, when she realized that wouldn’t be necessary. Sally knew a dirty diaper when she smelled one.

“Uh-oh.” Sally said in a tone Julie hadn’t heard her mom use since her little 5 year old cousins had visited. “I think I smell a dirty diaper. Did somebody poop their pants?” Sally looked at Julie and waited for an answer.

Julie was a bit surprised to hear her mom talk to her like that. It took her a few seconds before she figured out that her mom was waiting for her to answer the question, and then another few to figure out what to say.

“Uh, yea I … I did.” Julie finally managed.

“Well,” Sally continued in the same cooing tone “that’s ok honey. Good thing you’re wearing a diaper, or you might have made a real mess.” She paused, then walked over to the changing and patted the plastic covered mattress. “Let get you changed. Come on hop up.”

Julie slowly got up and waddled to the changing table. Why was her mom talking to her like she was 5? And what was she talking about with this whole ‘real mess thing’? Her mom made it sound like she would have pooped herself even if she wasn’t wearing a diaper.

She hopped up and proceeded to lie down. Her mom grabbed the baby wipes, set them down next to Julie’s stomach, and started taking off the tapes of her diaper. Her mom pulled the front of the diaper down and slid the diaper out from under her. Then a baby wipe came out and did some work. Suddenly, everything stopped.

“You know what honey?” Sally asked, using her normal voice again. “Why don’t you hop in the shower real quick? It’s really better for you to wash off. We don’t want you getting a diaper rash.”

Julie hopped down from the changing station and headed for the shower. She normally showered before she went to bed, so this was pretty much the same as any other night. As she was showering off, she heard to toilet flush from her mom and her dirty diaper. As her mom walked by on the way out of the bathroom she said. “When you finish your shower, brush your teeth and then I’ll come back up and get you diapered and ready for bed.”

Julie never liked long showers, and about 10 minutes later she found herself on her back, staring at the small glow in the dark stars on the ceiling while her mom diapered her. Sally had put an extra thick layer of nursery jelly, saying it was important since her diaper might be wet for a while during the night. Julie stopped staring at the stars and looked down as her mom pulled the diaper up between her legs and started taping it into place. When the tapes were all fastened, Sally ran her fingers just inside the leg openings to make sure the diaper wasn’t bunched up. As she did this, she looked at Julie and said “Just making sure the leg gatherers are facing the right way. We don’t want you to leak during the night.” Julie was about to get up, but before she started to move her mom asked her another question. “Which pajamas do you want tonight? Penguins or cows?”

Julie wasn’t a crazy a fashion girl, but she did take great pride in her collection of pajamas. She loved wearing them, and always picked out the cutest patterns she could find. Julie preferred the two piece sets, she never really liked wearing “nities.” They were all of a soft cotton or flannel material that felt extra snuggly on cold mornings. Usually they were some pastel color, typically pink or blue but sometimes yellow or even white, and they always had some kind of cute animal too. Her current favorites were a blue pair with ice skating penguins, and a pink set with dancing cows.

“Penguins” Julie said, sounding more like an excited 6 year old girl than herself.

Sally turned around and opened the top drawer of the dresser. She fished around for a second and then pulled out the pajamas. She slipped the pants over Julie’s feet and pulled them up and then over the diaper. Then Sally handed the top to Julie.

“I only handle the pants. You’re in charge from the waist up.” She said with a wink.

Julie sat up on the crinkling plastic changing pad, and slipped off her shirt. She pulled the pajama top over her head, and hopped down to the ground. Her diaper came up past the top of her pajama pants, and the top didn’t come down much farther than her belly. As such, there was about an inch of white diaper that was there for all to see.

Sally took a look at her daughter and said to herself that despite being 15 years old, Julie still looked like a really cute toddler. The diaper didn’t even seem all that out of place with the pajamas. She reached down and firmly patted her daughters diapered behind.

“Night sweetie. I’ll be sure to check your diaper in the morning, and I expect it to be wet. I know you usually use the bathroom in the night, so just go ahead. I don’t want you getting sick cause you tried to hold it too long.”

Julie knew her mom was right. She had had problems wetting the bed when she was younger. It wasn’t until she learned to wake up in the night that she managed to stay dry.

“OK mom, I will.”

“Night sweetie, I love you.” Sally said as she closed the door.

Julie took a look at the clock and decided to head for bed. The couple of math problems left could wait until class the next day. As she went to turn out the light she stole a glance at herself in the mirror. The pajamas looked ever cutter with her diaper showing she decided. She turned and looked at herself from the back. Her bottom did look a bit bigger, but the top of her diaper made it obvious why. ‘Much cutter’ she said to herself as she turned out the light.

Julie diaper crinkled loudly as she walked to bed and climbed in. As she lay there she noticed how the diaper felt snug and secure. Her last thoughts as she drifted to sleep were of the glowing stars on the ceiling.

Chapter VII

When Julie woke up in the morning, she hopped out of bed and headed for the kitchen. Her parents were already up, but she didn’t see them right away. She grabbed some OJ out of the fridge and poured herself a glass. Then she grabbed a banana and headed into the living room. She fired up the computer there, so she could check her e-mail.

While the computer was booting up, she heard her dad come in the sliding glass door from the back yard. As he walked into the house, he noticed Julie sitting at the computer, still in her pajamas.

“Morning Julie. How you feeling this morning?”

“Fine.”

“How did last night go? You able to sleep ok?” her asked curiously. Julie wasn’t exactly sure what he meant. She had slept just fine, just like normal.

“Yea, I slept fine. Why?”

“Oh, I was just wondering if you were able to sleep well wearing a diaper again and all.”

Julie hadn’t exactly forgotten she was wearing a diaper, but she wasn’t actively thinking about it either. Her father’s statement brought back her memories from last night. She now remembered waking up in the night needing to pee. In her half-asleep state she had even gone as far as getting out of bed, before she remembered the diaper she had on. Being half asleep, she thought, ‘Oh yea, I can just go,’ and so she did right then and there. She crawled back into bed without ever fully waking up, and fell back asleep as her head hit the pillow. When she had gotten up this morning, she knew she was wearing a diaper, but hadn’t even notice that it was wet. She was about to take a look at her diaper, just to make sure her memories weren’t another dream, when she heard the screen door again. This time it was her mom.

“Honey” she said in Ted’s direction. “Have you checked her diaper yet?”

“Oh, I was just about to do that.” Ted said as he started walking to Julie. Sally stopped him.

“No, I’ll do it. The stupid sprinkler in the back corner just broke. I need you to fix it. It’s supposed to be warm today, and my ferns will wilt if they don’t get water.”

“You mean the sprinkler by the Dinmore’s house?” Ted asked.

“No.” Sally said as she walked over to Julie. As she kept talking she pulled the waist of Julie’s pajamas pants open and stuck her hand inside. “The ferns are next to the Sander’s house.” Julie felt her mom’s hands between her legs. “It’s the same sprinkler line that came apart last month, remember?”

“Yea, I remember. I’ll go take a look at it.”

“Thanks honey. And you,” Sally said turning to Julie “need to be changed, your diaper is totally wet. Let’s go.”

Julie hadn’t even logged on to her e-mail account yet, but she stood up and walked off to her room. She was already on the changing table when her mom came in. A minute later, her pajama bottoms were on the floor, her diaper was off and her mom was cleaning her off with a second baby wipe. Julie lay back and looked at the ceiling again. She noticed a new patch of stars off in a corner of the ceiling.

Sally finished cleaning and powdering and set about taping a fresh diaper in place. She pulled the front of the diaper and spread it out over her daughter’s midriff. She pulled the tapes open and pasted them to the front, securing the diaper in place. She did one last visual, and pronounced her work complete.

“There you go.”

“Thanks mom.” Julie said as she hopped down. She didn’t bother asking her mom if she would have the pajamas pants back on, instead choosing to just head back to the computer room with her diaper fully exposed. Mom would say no anyhow she figured.

Julie sat down and started catching up on e-mails. She finished her OJ and banana and then started typing a few of her own. She had just finished sending her last one when her dad came back in. He had some dirty sprinkler parts in his hand.

“The things busted.” He declared to Julie. “I’ll have to go to the store and pickup a new part. Your mom will freak out if her ferns wilt. You want to come to the store with me?”

“Sure, let me just log out.”

“Uh, you might want to put some clothes on too.” He quipped sarcastically. “I don’t know if going to the hardware store dressed like that is such a good idea.”

“Gee thanks dad, I wouldn’t-a thought of that” Julie responded using her best Forest Gump imitation.

It took Julie a minute to get dressed. She was going to wear some shorts, and even put them on, before she realized that her diaper was almost visible out the bottom. She decided on a longer skirt instead. Once dressed, she and her dad hopped in the truck and bounced over to the hardware store. Julie’s family lived a bit outside of town and it took them a good 20 minutes to get to there. Julie followed her dad around the store looking for parts. Fortunately the store was noisy, because Julie’s diaper crinkled under the loose fitting skirt.

They found the part, paid their way and headed for home. On the way back, Julie’s dad asked her the question she knew was coming.

“Why?”

“I don’t know dad. I really don’t. It’s just that I have been wondering about this for literally my whole life. I have always had these dreams at night and recently I started having them a lot. And I just kept wondering and wondering. I guess I finally decided I didn’t want to wonder anymore.”

“Well, yea I know you have always been curious. You hated it when you didn’t know everything when you were a kid.”

“Yea, but this is different. I don’t know how to explain it. I mean, sure I always wondered what I was getting for Christmas, and I hated not knowing. But I never had dreams about that stuff. This was just like, the most curious I have ever been about something. I just, well…” she trailed off.

“You just what?”

“I just have always been too afraid to find out. I mean, I don’t need anybody to tell me this whole thing is really weird. I mean, I can’t imagine that anybody ever feels like this. Who on earth has ever wondered what it is like to wear diapers?” Julies voiced dropped a bit, and her next sentence sounded more like a question than a statement. “I always was afraid I was a freak.”

“Well, kid-o I got news for you. You’re not a freak. Heck the only freaks out there are the nut jobs who live their life the same way every day and don’t have anything odd about them at all. Those are the folks you gotta watch out for.”

“That’s kind of what mom said.” Julie said a bit surprised.

“Gee Julie, now where do you think she got that idea?” Ted said in a Forest Gump voice of his own.

The rest of the morning went by quickly. Julie helped her dad in the yard a bit, although she mainly just stood around and watched. Sally got a bit of a laugh when she came out and saw the two of them at work. They were both on their knees looking at the sprinkler trying to see if some valve was open or closed. As a result of her bent over position, Julie’s skirt had come up enough to expose her diaper to the world. Good thing the back yard was fenced.

When sprinkler duty was over, Julie and her dad came back in. Sally gave Ted a little stare, and he picked up the hint. A second later, Julie’s skirt was up for a quick diaper inspection. Ted took a look, patted her bottom and pronounced her fine.

Sally suggested they go out for lunch, since she didn’t feel like cooking anything. There were no complaints. As they were leaving Julie finally needed to pee. She was a bit worried since they were about to leave the house. But then she remembered how well the diapers had done yesterday at Becky’s when she had to go a lot worse. ‘Besides, I need to get used to just going when I need to.’ She told herself.

Julie ended up wetting herself while they were waiting for Ted to find his keys. When he finally found them (out by the sprinkler) they hopped in the car. By the time they got to the restaurant, Julie’s diaper felt pretty much like normal.

On the way home she wet herself again, and the diaper really swelled up. Unlike after the first wetting, the diaper stayed somewhat wet, and Julie could tell she really needed to be changed. She just hoped somebody would check her diaper when they got home.

Unfortunately for Julie, mom decided to make a quick detour to the grocery store. The three of them all went inside, and Julie waddled along as best she could. While they were waiting in the check out like, her mom noticed she was walking a bit strange.

“Julie do you need to be changed?” Sally said, as if asking her for the time. Julie couldn’t believe her mom had asked her that in public. The woman in front of them had to have heard, but fortunately paid no attention. Sally looked at her daughter waiting for an answer.

“Yea.” Julie shyly said.
“I’ll change you as soon as we get home.” She replied. This time, the woman in front shot a confused glance over her shoulder at Julie. Julie’s face reddened and she looked at her shoes. She hadn’t been so embarrassed in a very long time.

Ten minutes later, Julie was on the changing table and Sally was untaping her wet diaper.

“Mom, that woman at the grocery store totally heard you talking about changing my diaper.” Julie said a bit concerned.

“So what? Did you know her or something?” Sally replied a bit surprised as she lifted the wet diaper out from under Julie. She grabbed a baby wipe and started cleaning.

“No, I didn’t know her, but…”

“But what? Who cares? Besides, I told you, this week we’re all going to pretend you’re not potty trained. And ‘all’ includes you, so I suggest you get used to it. I’m not going to go around advertising the fact that you are wearing diapers, but I am not going to turn this into some kind of Top Secret operation either.”

Julie was smart enough to know when her mom was not interested in hearing different opinions. Apparently, this was one of those times.

“Well, I guess I don’t care about strangers, but can you please be careful? I mean what if somebody we know was there?”

Sally paused and looked down at her daughter. “Honey, if there is somebody around, I will try to use some basic discretion. But you need to accept the fact that you’re wearing diapers again. And if that means some stranger hears me asking if you need to be changed, then that’s what it means.”

Julie gave up. Hopefully there wouldn’t be too many more incidents like that. Sally finished her cleaning, and spread out a new diaper under Julie’s bottom. She quickly pulled up the front, and taped the diaper into place.

The rest of the afternoon went by. She was watching T.V. in the living when Becky called and said that a group of friends were all going to see a movie tomorrow afternoon. Julie asked her mom if she could go to, and got a nod of approval.

A few minutes after she hung up with Becky, Julie needed to go potty again, the messy kind of potty. She had a quick moment of anxiety but a few deep breaths helped her relax. She thought about last night and tried to convince herself that it wasn’t that bad. It took a minute or two for her to calm down. She thought about trying to hold off, but then reconsidered. ‘Heck, mom keeps saying that we are all going to pretend I am not potty trained.’ She thought to herself. ‘I guess I really should try to do the same. Maybe I should just relax and see what happens’.

She tried her best to not hold back at all. Nothing happened. Julie decided that it felt too weird standing there in the living room trying to poop her pants. She headed to her room for a bit of privacy. Once inside she closed the door. Being alone helped her relax and she concentrated trying not to hold back. She walked over to her window and looked out on the street below. Doing so helped her relax a bit more.

Somewhat suddenly, Julie started filling her pants. It actually took her by surprise since she wasn’t trying to do anything. She felt the little balloon begin to grow between her legs and soon spread out over her bottom. Julie stood there, looking out the window somewhat amazed as things happened. She couldn’t believe that without any effort on her part, her body had naturally taken control and in no time flat she had a poopy diaper.

‘That really wasn’t that bad.’ Julie told herself when everything was finished ‘I wonder if this is what it’s like to be a baby?’ She figured it had to be. And while the feeling was a bit strange, it was also somewhat comforting. It was nice to know that things could take care of themselves. She decided to try her best to just let things happen for the rest of the week. ‘I wanted to know what its like, so I guess I really ought to find out.’ She decided to look for her mom. Hopefully mom would smell that she needed to be changed. She found her mom in the kitchen working on dinner.

Sally only needed about a minute before she looked at her daughter and said, “Hey, did somebody poop her pants again?” It was that same tone from last night. She walked over to Julie, lifted up her skirt, and looked at her bottom. “I thought so. Get upstairs and I’ll be up in a second to change your diaper.”

Julie ended up back in the shower just like last night. This time her mom waited for her to get out. She was back in a clean diaper in no time.

Dinner came and went, and Julie watched a movie with her parents afterwards. When the movie was over, her parents said they were going to turn in for the night. Julie was a bit tired herself, so she headed to the bathroom to brush her teeth. While she was brushing, her dad came into the bathroom.

“Mom wanted me to see if you needed to be changed.” He said, slightly lifting up her shirt and examining her diaper. “Looks like you could use a change.”

Julie looked down and saw that he was right. It was only then that she remembered wetting herself during the movie.

Dad disappeared, and mom came up and changed her diaper. Just like last night, after her diaper had been snuggly taped into place, her mom put her in her pajama pants. When the light was off, Julie looked up at the stars and soon drifted off to sleep.

Chapter VIII

Julie woke up with a wet diaper again. She foggily remembered waking up in the middle of the night, as usual, but this time she hadn’t bothered getting out of bed. Instead, she had told herself ‘just let things happen’. She vaguely remembered starting to wet her diaper. She didn’t remember finishing, or much of anything else. She hadn’t really ever fully woken up.

While she was eating breakfast, her mom came over and checked her diaper.

“Looks like you wet the bed again. Good thing you were wearing a diaper. Finish up your breakfast. I am going to take a quick shower and get ready for church.”

Julie was a bit surprised that her mom hadn’t said anything about changing her. Every other time her mom had checked her and pronounced her in need of a change, she had been changed immediately. But when she finished her breakfast, she could hear her mom in the shower. Her diaper was really wet as she often had to pee a lot during the night (hence the need for her trips to the bathroom normally). Julie couldn’t think of anything she could do other than wait.

About 15 minutes later her mom came out of her room dressed for church. “Come on, let’s change your diaper so you can get ready too.” Julie was happy to comply.

Julie was slowly getting used to having her diaper changed. Things didn’t tickle as much as they had, and her mom was getting faster with each change. Julie spent most of her time staring at the ceiling. This morning was no different. To her surprise, Julie found another small patch of stars she didn’t remember.

Soon enough, Julie had a nice dry diaper. She put on her favorite church dress and glanced in the mirror. The dress was a loose fitting sun dress. Julie was a bit concerned that somebody might be able to tell she was wearing a diaper if they looked at her bottom closely. She had made up her mind to change into something else when her mom came into her room.

“Good, you’re dressed. We need to go right now or will be late.”

Julie really wanted to change, but it was too late. ‘Well, I’ll be sitting down most of the time anyway’ she decided.

They got there just before the service started, and quickly found a seat. Julie was happy to sit down. The church was really quite, and she was worried that her diaper was loud enough that everyone could hear it.

When the service finished, the congregation got up and began to file out. There was lots of noise, so Julie didn’t worry about people hearing her diaper. She also didn’t hear Sarah come up from behind her. Suddenly a finger poked her in the side, just below the top of her diaper, making an audible crinkling sound. Julie jumped and spun around.

“Oh my gosh, I got you so bad!” Sarah giggled. “What are you so jumpy about?” Sarah and Julie had been friends for at least 5 years. They went to the same school, and had been in Sunday school classes for as long as they could remember. They had a long running game of sneak-up-behind-the-other-person and scare them.

“Oh, I am going to have to work hard to get you back for that one!” Julie replied. She didn’t mention the reason she had jumped so badly. Had Sarah heard? ‘She only touched my diaper for a second. It should feel like regular underwear right?’

If Sarah had noticed anything, she certainly wasn’t saying anything about it. The two girls chatted briefly, and then Sarah said good bye, her parents were walking out the door.

On the way back from church they stopped at their usual Sunday brunch spot. The line was a bit longer than normal and they waited almost 30 minutes for a table. Julie’s family had been coming here every Sunday for as long as she could remember. Julie didn’t even bother looking at the menu anymore. She had a few different favorites, but today seemed like a blueberry pancake day.

By the time they had sat down and ordered Julie needed to pee. ‘Just let things happen’ she told herself. But she found it hard to pee sitting there with her parents. Eventually the food came and Julie forgot about needing to pee. Her mom was a notoriously slow eater. Julie had finished and her mom was only about half done. She felt the need to pee again, and tried to just relax. Eventually Julie’s body managed to relax, things took care of themselves and Julie soon had a wet diaper.

About 20 minutes later they were back home. Julie was a bit surprised when her mom and dad both started putzing around the house. Nobody had bothered to check her diaper. Julie waited a few minutes, and eventually gave up. Her diaper wasn’t too wet to begin with, and by now she could hardly tell any difference. She went upstairs and changed into her normal clothes.

A few hours went by. Julie had actually wet herself again, twice in fact, and her diaper was now really soaked. She needed to leave in about 30 minutes to go over to Becky’s house for the movie. Maybe she should remind her parents.

She found her mom in the laundry room. “Mom, I need to be heading over to Becky’s soon for the movie. It starts at 4:30.”

“OK honey. Have a good time.”

Julie couldn’t believe it. She was about to try again when she remembered what her mom had said about asking to be changed. Maybe she could try dad. She turned and started walking away. Her moms voice stopped her.

“Julie” she exclaimed “you wet your pants!”

‘Finally’, Julie thought. ‘Wait a minute, how could she tell?’

“Oh honey, come here.” Her mom continued, sounding genuinely sorry. “Didn’t your dad change your diaper when we got home?”

“No, nobody’s changed me since this morning when you did. Nobody even checked my diaper all day.”

“You’re kidding? No your not, obviously. Well, good thing I’m doing the wash. Take your pants off.” Julie did as she was told assuming this was just part of getting her diaper changed. When she finally took her pants off however, she saw how her mom had found out she needed a new diaper. On the seat of her jeans were two oval shaped wet spots. Her diaper had leaked! Her eyes went wide. Sally saw this and quickly spoke.

“Your father was supposed to check your diaper earlier. I’ll have to talk with him later. Let’s get you changed.”

As Julie lay down on the changing table her stomach tightened in a sense of fear and apprehension. If she had been in public, anyone with half a brain would have been able to tell she had wet her pants. And while her mom had told her earlier that she needed to accept the fact that she was back in diapers, she didn’t think that meant she had to get used to everyone being able to tell. And it certainly didn’t mean she had to have accidents like this one. Sally must have noticed her daughters thoughts, because she looked at Julie and said,

“Honey, I am sorry you had an accident like that. I promise I will talk with your father and we will do a better job at checking your diapers.”

“But mom, what would have happened if I had been at the movies or something? What is going to happen tomorrow at school?”

There was a pause as Sally thought this over. For a minute Julie thought that maybe this whole diaper experiment was coming to a quick end. She did after all have a really good point. It had been maybe 6 hours and her diaper had leaked? School lasted longer than that. “Please mom, I don’t want everyone to be able to tell that I wet my pants at school,” Julie added after a few seconds of silence.

“Julie, first of all I promise you we will work something out for school. And I will talk to your dad and we will make sure to check your diaper more often. We will do our best to make sure this doesn’t happen again, but you need to understand that this is one of the drawbacks to wearing diapers.”

Julie didn’t really bother listening to much to what her mother was saying. She was too scared about the thought of a huge wet spot at school and all the other kids realizing she was wearing not just a diaper, but a wet diaper. Julie sat up on the changing table and spoke in a shaky voice to her mother.

“Mom, I am really scared. I don’t want to do this if it means I am going to have huge wet spots on my butt that everyone at school is going to see! I don’t want to…”

Sally cut her off, “Julie would you please lay down and let me finish changing your diaper.” Sally’s firm voice made it clear that this was a not a request. Julie lay back down and let out a sigh. “Now listen to me.” Sally began as she pulled Julie’s new diaper up between her legs and spread it out over her tummy. “I told you, we will work something out for school OK? I am a perfectly capable mother, and I will make sure you don’t have any accidents at school like this. Just between you and me, this would never have happened if I had just checked your diaper myself like I should have, but I asked your dad to do it and it seems he forgot. Now, you have barely been in diapers for two days now, and you have a ways to go, so I suggest you try to relax about this or it is going to be a long few days.”

Julie didn’t know what to say so she just lay there while her mom taped her new diaper in place. When the last tape was in secured Sally gave Julie’s hip a good firm pat.

“Look honey, your all set OK? Go to the movie and have a good time. Your diaper is going to be fine, and I will check it as soon as you get home. And don’t worry about school, I will take care of that too.”

Julie hopped down from the changing table and caught a glimpse of her lower half in the mirror. Having a dry diaper seemed to help and Julie felt a little better. But she was still worried about school. She turned to her mom and started to ask what she was going to do to make sure this didn’t happen again tomorrow afternoon.

“Julie. Don’t worry, I will take care of it. OK?” Sally asked.

‘What choice do I really have’ Julie thought as she nodded her head at her mom. She was about to walk out the door when her mom stopped her.

“Julie, before you go to the movies can you do me a favor?” Julie listened to her mom. After a couple of seconds she laughed and said, “Sure mom, I can do that.”

Five minutes later Julie was on her way out the door to head off to the movies. Right before she left, she yelled at her dad, who was in the living room.

“Dad, mom said to tell you thanks a lot for forgetting to check my diaper. I am supposed to tell you that it leaked and that you need to go talk with her right now. I am going to the movies, so I will see you later.”

Ted’s stomach did a flip. “Oh shit.” he muttered.

Chapter IX

“Owww! I am sorry, it owwww won’t happen owww again.” Ted pleaded.

“Oh, this is for more than just forgetting to check your daughter diaper after I asked you to. Although that is enough in and of itself,” Sally said in a very slow and calculated tone. “No, I think somebody lost a bet and had a terribly cocky attitude about it didn’t they?”

“Well, I mean maybe a little but, Oww!”

“The only ‘butt’ that I am interested in is the one over my knee right now, so you can just stop that right now. I am afraid I am going to have to remind you what happens when you get cocky. I’m sorry honey, but it looks like I am going to have to use the hair brush.”

Ted looked up at his wife and tried his best puppy dog eyes,

“No, I promise it won’t happen again.” Ted said in a voice that belonged more to a three year old than a grown man.

Sally put her hand on Ted’s head and gave him a pat.

“I am sure it won’t honey, but I am going to just go ahead and help make sure it doesn’t. Now please hold still, this will only take a few minutes.”

Fifteen minutes later Sally and Ted were in the kitchen. Sally was sitting down drinking a glass of water. Ted was also drinking some water, but he had decided to stand instead of sit.

Julie’s trip to the movies went better than she had expected. None of her friends seemed to pay the least bit of attention to her rear end, despite Julie’s fear that people might be able to tell if they looked hard enough. About mid way through the movie Julie realized that wearing a diaper to the movies had some major advantages. On more than one occasion Julie’s friends teased her for going to the bathroom during the scary parts of movies. And it was not totally untrue. This time however, when the movie was getting close to the end, Julie smiled to herself and just went ahead and used her diaper. ‘Well, that’s one occasion where wearing a diaper is a great idea.’ Julie mused to herself. When the movie finally ended all of Julie’s friends headed straight for the girl’s room. Julie went in with them out of habit, but ended up just waiting for them all to finish.

When everyone finished and walked out of the theater the group (there were 6 of them) spilt up and a few of the girls went home. Julie stuck around, as did Becky and Jane who was another friend from school. After they said goodbye to the other girls they started talking about what to do next.

“Lets go get something to eat.” Becky suggested.

“Lets go to Tio Albertos. I want to have some rolled tacos with Guac.” Jane suggested. Everyone agreed.

Tio Albertos was across the street, so the girls cut through the parking lot and stopped at the traffic light waiting for the signal to change. During the walk over, Julie’s heart rate increased dramatically when she heard her diaper rustling as she walked. She just hoped her friends didn’t notice.

In Tio Albertos, or TA’s as everyone called, it the girls decided to split a large order of rolled tacos. Julie also got herself a horchata, one of her favorite drinks. They sat there and talked about school. In no time the topic turned to the upcoming Winter Ball.

Winter Ball was the first formal dance that Julie could attend since freshman were not allowed to go to homecoming or prom at her high school (which Julie and all the other freshman thought was a terrible rule). Oh sure, there was the so called “welcome back” dance that Julie had gone to at the beginning of school, but that was informal and you were not even supposed to bring a date. And while Winter Ball was still a long ways off, the dance was at the very beginning of December and it was just now the end of September, that didn’t stop the girls from talking about it all the time. On top of the fact that this was the first formal dance for freshman to attend this dance was traditionally a girl ask guy affair, so the girls had a lot to talk about.

The girls spent the next half an hour discussing who they would go to the ball with if they could go with anybody in the school. Becky had a thing for the boys cross country team and was debating whether Tom or Mark was the better dream date. Jane was all about the soccer boys. Jane played on the girls team and had gone out with a lot of the guys on the soccer team back when everyone was in Middle school. Jane and Becky were having a discussion on who had better legs, the cross country team or the soccer players. Julie finally jumped in.

“My gosh, who cares which had better legs! There is a lot more to guys than their legs for crying out loud. Have either of you ever head of arms? Or chests?”

“Well, I will admit the guys you seem so interested in are not bad. I mean, they don’t have the *amazing* legs I am after,” Becky said with a sarcastic emphasis on the word amazing that made all three of them laugh, “but I’ll admit some of them are pretty hot.”

“Who is it that Julie is after?” Jane asked Becky.

“Oh, Julie is all about the water polo team.”

Julie didn’t even bother to deny it. She had never made any secret of her near total fascination with the boys on the water polo team. Becky and Jane could keep their legs, Julie had bigger fish to fry.

“Hudson Marks,” Julie said with her eye looking at the ceiling, “now that is the very definition of hot in my book.”

Becky and Jane looked at each other and nodded in agreement. Hudson was one of Jane’s brother’s friends. He was a senior, and the girls had known him for a while now. He had been officially cute for a number of years now, and recently (the pool and gym might have had something to do with it) had gone from cute to hot.

“Yea, he is hot alright.” Said Jane. “Too bad he is such a jerk. I don’t know what you see in him Julie.”

“I don’t even know him, so there isn’t anything that I see. I mean, I just think he is hot that’s all. I mean, sure I would take him to Winter Ball in a heart beat, but I don’t think for a second that he would go with a freshman, let alone me. It just never hurts to fantasize a bit.” That last line made the three girls laugh.

The girls kept chatting and throwing out names of other cute boys and discussing more realistic possibilities for the Winter Ball. Eventually the food was gone along with Julie’s horchata. Jane said she had to be getting home. The three of them stood up from the table and left the restaurant. Once they were outside, Becky and Julie said goodbye to Jane, who lived in the opposite direction from the two of them. Julie and Becky then started walking in the direction of their homes.

As they were walking Julie noticed two things. First, that horchata was going through her system and she needed to pee. The second thing she noticed was that her diaper seemed louder than before. Julie tried to keep talking to cover up the sound, which wasn’t too hard with Becky.

As the two girls were getting closer to their neighborhood, they stopped to cross a busy street. While waiting for the light to change, Julie realized she wasn’t going to be able to hold back much longer. She felt really nervous about wetting herself with Becky right there. The light seemed to be taking forever though, and Julie finally decided to stop trying to hold back. ‘Just let things happen. I mean, I am wearing a diaper after all so there is really no point in waiting’ Julie figured.

By the time the light changed for Julie and Becky to cross the road, Julie had all but finished wetting herself. She felt her diaper getting larger as it swelled up with the added liquid. She also thought she noticed it getting even louder as a result of its new size. Where before Julie could tell herself that maybe you could hear her diaper, now she had to admit that it was definitely making enough noise for somebody to hear if they were paying attention.

Luckily for Julie though, Becky did not seem to be paying attention and soon enough they went their separate ways. Julie was home about 5 minutes later.

“Hi mom, hi dad. I’m home.” Julie shouted as she closed the front door. Julie was surprised to see her dad into the front entry way so quickly.

“Hey sweetie, how was the movie?” Ted asked.

“Oh it was cool. There was a bunch of us there, so we went to TA’s afterwards and split some food.”

“Did you bring any home?”

Julie laughed. Her dad was a total Mexican food nut and would have probably eaten at TA’s for every meal if he had it his way.

“No dad. Sorry.”

“Well, don’t make that mistake again.” Ted added jokingly. “Anyways, I am sorry about not checking your diaper earlier and you having an accident and all. I have been told that I am supposed to check you as soon as you get home.”

“Oh. OK.”

Julie just stood there and waited for her father to do something. Ted looked a bit confused about how to approach this. Every other time he had checked Julie’s diaper she had not been wearing pants.

“Uh, lets see here.” Ted said as her looked at Julie from behind. “Um, I guess I should…”

“Do you need me to take my pants off?” Julie asked.

“Well, can you at least pull them down so I can check your diaper?”

Julie slid her pants down and Ted took a look. He didn’t need much time to figure out that Julie’s diaper did in fact need to be changed.

“Well, looks like you need a new diaper. Let’s go and take care of that.”

Julie was soon on her back on top of the changing table. Her dad seemed a bit confused about how to change her diaper, and Julie soon realized that this was the first time he had done it. To her surprise, she could tell that he was more nervous about the whole thing then she was. Julie decided to help him out a bit.

“Dad, the clean diapers are underneath on the shelves. I think the wipes and stuff are down there too.”

“Oh, yea right I see it now.”

Ted grabbed the supplies and went to work. After cleaning Julie up he managed to get the diaper in place and fasten the tapes.

“Well, you’re all set there.”

Julie sat up and looked down at her new diaper. It certainly felt a bit different, and from the looks of things dad needed some practice. When she stood up she was afraid it was going to fall off. The tapes were far too loose. Julie tried pulling the diaper up a bit on her hips.

“Is it not on right? I think the tapes are supposed to go in the back right?”

Julie actually laughed at that one. While she was still pretty new to this whole diaper routine she at least knew how the diaper was supposed to fit.

“No dad, its fine. I think you just need a bit of practice. I think it needs to be a little tighter, that all. I am sure it will be fine.”

“Good. Oh and one last thing. I am supposed to tell you no pants. Your mom wants you in just your diaper so we don’t forget to check to see if you need to be changed.”

“Did mom really say ‘we’ dad?”

“Hey!” Ted said, laughing. “Don’t you start with me. I got more than enough from you mom already!” He ran over to Julie and grabbed her and started tickling her bare stomach. Julie squealed and ran down stairs.

The afternoon was getting on and Julie jumped on-line and did some internet surfing. Soon enough it was dinner time and they all had a nice meal together. After dinner Julie cleared the table and then went into the living room to watch some TV. On the way there her body told her that pretty soon it was going to be filling her diaper. Julie got nervous for a second, her stomach flipped and she stopped walking. But she quickly calmed herself down and took a deep breath. ‘It wasn’t so bad last time, and I really need to get over this whole pooping my pants thing or it’s going to be a long week.’ Julie told herself. ‘Just let things happen, that’s the plan’ Julie decided.

Julie went into the living room and turned on the T.V. She had never been much of a fan of the couch, instead preferring to sit on either the beanbag or the pillows on the floor. Julie ended up laying on her stomach and propping her head on a pillow.

Julie settled into watching T.V. and forgot about needing to use her diaper. But an hour or so later, during a commercial break, Julie’s body reminded her. The need was greater now, and Julie seriously considered getting up and going to her room like last night. Then she thought, ‘You know what? Why bother getting up? Just relax. If things happen, they happen. I need to stop worrying about this so much.’ She tried her best not to think about what was happening and she felt herself relax somewhat. The show came back on.

A few minutes into the show Julie suddenly felt her body starting to take matters into its own hands. Her natural reaction was to tense up and hold back. ‘No’ she told herself. ‘Just relax. Don’t think about it, don’t try to hold back. Just watch the show on the T.V. and don’t worry about it.’

Julie made a conscious effort to ignore her natural instincts. She really tried to focus on the show. In what seemed like a minute or two she felt her body going back into autopilot. This time she was able to stay relaxed throughout.

To her surprise Julie found herself pooping her diaper right there in the living room while lying on her stomach watching T.V. Although she could not help but notice it was happening, Julie did manage to stay relaxed and made no effort to hold back or interfere. In no time she was finished and felt much better. ‘And I didn’t even have to miss any of the show’ Julie thought to herself.

Julie stayed there in the living room and continued watching her show. It happened to be a really interesting show and soon enough Julie stopped thinking about the fact that she had a stinky diaper on. It was getting late now and she heard her dad turn on the shower, which meant he was starting to get ready for bed. A few minutes her mom came into the room.

“Julie it’s getting late. Its time for you to start getting ready for bed.” Sally paused. “And unless I am sorely mistaken I think somebody’s diaper really needs to be changed.” With that Sally walked over to Julie, bent down, and checked her diaper. “Oh yea, you sure do. Let’s go take care of that right now.”

The load in Julie’s diaper made her walk kind of funny and she waddled her way to her room and onto her changing table. Julie was soon on her back and her mom started to undo her diaper and then paused.

“My gosh, I am surprised this thing didn’t fall off. I think your dad needs some diapering lessons.”

“Yea, he didn’t get it exactly right did he?” Julie smirked.

“No, but we can work on that.” Sally continued her work and soon had Julie’s diaper off and into the diaper pail. “Tell you what, go hit the shower and brush your teeth. When you’re finished I am going to show your dad how to change a diaper the right way. Apparently he has forgotten”

“OK mom.” Julie said as she headed off to the shower.

Once she was done brushing her teeth and drying off Julie was back onto the changing table, but this time both here mom and her dad were there. Sally walked Ted through the process and made him do most of the work. Julie actually didn’t pay much attention to what they were saying. She was looking up at the ceiling counting the stars over her bed.

“There you go Julie, all set. Now which P.J. do you want tonight?” Sally asked.

Julie’s attention jumped from the stars back to the fact that she was having her diaper changed, a process that she just now realized was all finished. Julie looked at her mom with a blank expression.

“P.J.s?” Sally asked again.

“Oh, the same as last night mom.”

A minute later Julie was in her bed and her mom was saying goodnight. Julie suddenly remembered all that had happened that day, and her thoughts quickly turned to the idea of having her diaper leak at school tomorrow.

“Mom, what are you going to do about school tomorrow? I mean, what are we going to do to make sure my diaper doesn’t leak like today?”

“Julie, don’t worry about it. I am not sure exactly what I am going to do, but absolute worst case scenario I will come by school and take you home for a quick change. It’s not like we live more than a couple of miles from the school. But I am hoping to avoid having to have you miss any classes and I have some other ideas too.”

“If you want you could come by at lunch and we could do it then.” Julie suggested.

“I thought about that too” Sally added reassuringly. “Like I said, don’t worry about it. And frankly Julie, it is not your responsibility to worry about is it? Trust me, I will make sure your diaper gets changed when it needs it OK?”

“OK mom.”

Chapter X – Monday

Monday morning started off just like any other, except that Julie started the day off by wetting her diaper as soon as she got out of bed. In so doing, she realized that she wasn’t able to tell if she had wet it during the night. She didn’t remember wetting at all, and had in fact slept all night long without waking up. Breakfast came and went and her mom changed her into a new diaper after she was finished. Then she got dressed and headed off to school.

School.

‘Will people notice?’ Julie wondered. Julie had looked at herself in the mirror over and over after she had put on all her clothes. It really was almost impossible to see anything as far as she could tell so it seemed unlikely that folks would just notice from a visual of her. Julie had chosen a loose skirt for the day, one that didn’t hug her body much at all and came down well past her knees just to be on the safe side.

Her second concern was about having to use her diapers at school. Would people notice if I have a wet diaper? And what about a messy diaper? Julie decided she would just hold it if that became an issue.

By the time she got to school, Julie had thought enough about the situation to have come to a couple of conclusions. First and foremost, she was going to just have to ignore the issue a bit if she wanted to be able to pay any attention to her classes. It was really easy to worry about people noticing, and to spend all her time trying to listen to see if her diaper was making any noise. But after having spent all morning doing just that, she had decided that nobody would notice and that it really wasn’t going to be that big of a deal. It was only for a week, 5 days really, and she could make it though a week of just about anything. ‘If I really have to go, I will, but I’ll just try to wait until later in the day.’

First period came and went, and second period was also uneventful. Julie made it to lunch without much of any problem, but towards the end of lunch she knew she was going to need to pee at some point. On the way to class after lunch she decided to pee before it got to be too bad. She wet her diaper outside of the classroom and felt really confident that she could go at least one more time before she was going to have to worry about a leak.

Julie’s first class after lunch was math, algebra actually, with Ms. Niles. About 10 minutes into the class folks were going over the homework from last night and Julie was working with Judy, who sat next to her. Ms. Niles was at her desk looking at her computer and getting ready to talk about whatever new thing they were going to talk about that day. Julie was in the process of telling Judy how to solve an equation when Mr. Niles looked up from her desk and called her name.”

‘Julie can I talk with you for a second?
Julie looked up and nodded, expecting Ms. Niles to just say whatever she was going to say. But Ms. Niles waved for Julie to come up to her desk, so Julie got up and walked over.

“Julie, I just got a message asking for me to send you to the office.” Ms. Niles said questioningly.

“Really?” Julie asked in disbelief.

Ms. Niles had been hoping that Julie knew what was going on. She clearly didn’t like that Julie appeared surprised as well. “Yea, really.” Ms. Niles said in a semi confused, semi concerned voice. “I guess you better go. Here, take the hall pass.”

Julie’s mind had been on math, and she had been expecting Ms. Niles to ask her something about numbers and equations or something like that. She had not expected to get sent to the office.

The fact was Julie had never been sent to the office. Ever. Julie was a good student, and never got in any kind of major trouble. She wasn’t exactly a perfect angel either, she had gotten detention last year for being late to a class (she had been talking to Becky and never heard the bell) and she had got in a bit of trouble early this year in her history class when she told Jimmy Dart that he was an idiot for thinking that the French were responsible for the Boston massacre. But she had never gotten sent to the office. That was for people who got in real trouble, like cutting class, fighting, or smoking and drinking. And she hadn’t done any of that.

Julie was about half way to the office when a really scary thought hit her. She remembered a couple of years ago some kid, Barry she thought, got pulled out of class and sent to the office. She remembered it cause it Barry wasn’t the type of kid to get sent to the office either. It turned out his mom had been in a car accident and died. Barry didn’t come back to school for a week. Everybody felt really horrible for him and it was all just so sad. Julie thought about the possibility of something like that, and it really terrified her. She spent the rest of the trip trying to convince herself that there was no way it could be something like that.

When she got to the office, it occurred to her that she had no idea where she was actually supposed to go. She saw a door that said ‘front office’ and decided to try there.
Inside the door was a desk with a woman sitting behind looking at a computer screen. She had her hair up in a bun and wore half moon glasses. She stopped her typing and peered over the top of her glasses at Julie.

“Can I help you?” she said without a hint of expression on her face.

“Uh, yea.” Julie started a bit nervously. “I uh, was told I had to go to the office?”

“And what’s this for?” the woman asked.
“I… don’t know actually.”

Julie response threw the woman off and she actually sat up a bit and smiled. “Oh, well, let’s take a look quick. I’m sorry, I don’t think I have seen you before. What is your name?”

“Julie.”

“Ok Julie, do you know your student ID number?”

Julie, always good with numbers, had long since memorized her student ID number, even though she hardly ever used it. She recited it back to the woman. “024768”. The woman typed in some numbers, and clicked the mouse a few times. She read and nodded to herself.

“Yep, it says here that Ms. Barnard needs to see you. Her office is past my desk down the hallway on the right.” The woman pointed to a hallway past her desk.

“Oh, OK. Thanks.”

Julie felt a bit of relief and a bit of further confusion. The good news was that Ms. Barnard was not Mr. Trumble, or Mr. Wood, the assistant principals. Julie knew that when you were in trouble you went to see one of them. The bad news is that she didn’t know who Ms. Barnard was. In fact she had never heard that name before. What she really wanted to know is if Ms. was one of the councilors. She didn’t think so, but the school councilors tended to change over pretty quickly. Julie figured that if somebody was going to tell her bad news it would be a councilor. She started thinking that maybe it would have been better if she had been sent to Mr. Wood. But as she walked over to the hallway intersection she saw a sign that read “Counselors” that was pointing to the left. The lady behind the desk had said to go to the right.

“Huh, this is getting strange.”

Julie walked down the hallway, which turned out to be quite short. There was only one door at the end of it and there were a couple of chairs on the side of the hallway across from the door. Julie looked at the place where the office sign would normally inform you about who worked on the other side of the door. But the sign was missing, and in its place was a printed piece of paper taped to the wall. The sign just said “Ms. Lisa Barnard.”

Julie tried the door but it seemed like it was locked. Thinking that maybe the handle spun the other way she gave it another try, and in so doing confirmed that it was in fact locked. But apparently the noise she made had alerted somebody on the other side.

“Oh, sorry, I’m coming.” Said a female voice.
The door opened and Julie found herself looking at a woman, probably in her late 30s who was dressed in jeans and a button up shirt with pockets on the front. The woman smiled and held the door open and looked at Julie. There was a moment of silence, that dragged on to the point of being a bit awkward. Julie finally spoke up.

“Are you Ms. Barnard?”

“That’s what the paper on the wall says.” She said with a roll of her eyes and a smile. “Hopefully one of these days they will get around to getting me something more official looking huh? What can I do for you?”

“Um, I was told to come see you.”

“Oh, are you, uh, what was it,” Mr. Barnard said. She closed her eyes and tried to remember something. “Julie?”

“Yea, that’s me.”

“Oh, OK, yes please come in.”

Julie came into the room and Ms. Barnard closed the door behind her. The room was pretty small as far as offices go, and it had what looked almost like one of the counters from her science classes along one side. Ms. Barnard was blocking her view though and she couldn’t really see very much of the room but she did see a sink along the counter.

“Is it ok if you have a seat Julie? There are a couple of chairs behind you.”

Julie turned around and saw a couple of old, plastic desk chairs along the wall with the door. She turned and sat in the first one. It occurred to Julie that whenever somebody had really bad news they always asked you to sit.

Ms. Barnard grabbed a clip board off the lab bench and came and sat next to Julie. She glanced at the clip board and nodded to herself and then turned to look Julie straight in the eye.

“I’m sorry, let me introduce myself since we haven’t met before. My name is Lisa Barnard,” she said as she extended a hand to Julie. Julie shook her hand.

“So,” Ms. Barnard set the clipboard in her lap and folded her hands together, “Julie, how are you doing. Is everything OK with you?”

Julie didn’t really think anything had happened to her parents, but she hadn’t been able to rule is out, so she was still thinking along those lines. “What do you mean?”

“Well, I got a message earlier today. I have been trying to get in touch with your mother, but she hasn’t been answering the phone. Do you know if she has a cell phone?’

Julie had been calm up to that moment. ‘This can’t be happening!’ “Yea, she does. What’s going on?”

“Do you know the number?”

Julie quickly recited her mom’s cell number. Ms. Barnard looked at her clip board. “Well, ok, that is the number I have for her. Is she normally good about answering it and returning calls.”

Julie knew that her mom in fact had a horrible habit of not answering her cell phone. Julie wasn’t even 100% sure that she knew how to check her voice mail. Maybe that was all that was going on. Maybe not though.

“Well, she isn’t always the best about it really. Is she OK? I mean, what’s going on here? Did something happen to her?”

Ms. Barnard looked up at Julie and in a second or two picked up on Julie’s fear. “Oh, no, no everything is fine. This has nothing to do with your family or anything like that I just wanted to talk to her.”

“You wanted to talk with my mom?”

“Well, yea I was hoping to talk with her before I talked with you, but I wasn’t able to get in touch with her. But it’s not a big deal, we can just talk about this right now.” Julie felt a wave of relief in hearing that this had nothing to do with her family. “So, tell me Julie, I know we haven’t met before, but how is everything going with you?”

“Me?” Julie thought about what Ms. Barnard might be looking for. Maybe this was one of those counseling sessions where they check in to see if you have friends and stuff. Julie had heard that after some of the school shootings and stuff that had happened in other parts of the country, that school were trying to do a better job of talking with students and trying to prevent kids from going nuts. That would explain why she had the temporary name tag thing on the door.

“I’m fine I guess.”

“Has anything changed recently for you? I mean have you started having any problems or anything like that?”

Julie felt bad for kids that didn’t have friends and was really glad that she did. Her dad had told her that the kids who went on those shooting sprees didn’t have any friends and had often been the target of a lot of bullies. It seemed like a good idea to have people like Ms. Barnard come in and talk to kids about problems. But the part Julie couldn’t figure out is why they would be talking to her. There were kids in the school who were loners and some of them did get picked on a bunch. Julie was not one of those kids.

“No, everything’s fine. I have a lot of friends.”

Ms. Barnard turned her head slightly and raised her eyebrows. “Well, I’m glad to hear you have friends. But what about you, everything normal?”

“Yea, I mean I guess so.”

“Huh, well I was worried that maybe this was a prank or something, which is why I wanted to talk to your mom about it. See, I got an e-mail forwarded to me today supposedly from your mom. It was kind of vague, but it said that you had started wearing diapers again?” Ms. Barnard’s voice trailed off and she looked at Julie, waiting for an answer.

Julie was stunned, and it showed. Obviously this wasn’t about bullies. She managed to mutter “Oh. Uhh….”

There was a pause, but quickly Ms. Barnard picked up on Julie’s state. “Julie, it’s OK, I’m a professional. I take it this not isn’t a prank after all?”

“Well, I guess, I mean I don’t think so.”

Ms. Bardard shook her head and obviously didn’t like that answer at all. “Julie, it’s OK. I just need to know what’s going on here. Just tell me the truth, are you wearing a diaper right now?”

Julie’s natural reaction was to lie, but she knew that was a really bad idea. Better to just be truthful about the whole thing. “Yea.” She said somewhat quietly.

“OK, that’s fine. Like I said, I’m a professional, and now I know that this note really is from your mom.”

Although she didn’t catch it the first time, when Ms. Barnard said professional, it finally clicked and the light went on in Julie’s head. Just to be sure, Julie asked, “What do you mean ‘professional’? Are you like the school nurse?”

“Well, yes and no. Yes, I do work here for the school and I take care or folks when they get sick and stuff. But I’m not a nurse, I’m a PA actually. That means physicians assistant. Its means I have had more training and schooling than a nurse, and I can do most things that doctors can. I know we haven’t met before, but I want you to know that you can trust me. This place is like a regular doctors office and all the rules that apply there apply here. So anything you tell me is totally confidential and will never leave this office. I am kind of new to this school, but I have actually been working in high schools for the past 5 years. I just used to work in a different school in another state. But I have seen a lot of students over the years, including a number of students who were either still in diapers, or had to start wearing diapers for whatever reason.”

“Oh, ok.” Julie replied. She didn’t really know what else to say.

Ms. Barnard picked up the conversation. “So, OK Julie, according to the note your mom sent me, you are wearing diapers full time?”

Julie felt a bit uncomfortable talking about this with a complete stranger, but since she said she was a PA or whatever, Julie decided to just to honest about everything.

“Yea.” Julie said with a nod.

“Ok, and how long have you been wearing diapers now?”

“Since last Friday.”

“OK. And have you had any problems before? I mean is this the first time you have had to go back to diapers?”

“No, this is the first time.”

“And when was the last time you saw a doctor?”

Ironically enough, Julie had been to the doctor just about a month ago for some shot she had needed. She told Ms. Bardard that.

“OK, so you last saw a doctor a month ago. So, are you able to use the bathroom at all now, or are you using your diapers for everything?”

Although it felt strange to say it, Julie replied, “No, I’m using my diapers for everything.”

“OK, and do you change your own diapers, or is that something your parents are doing for you?”

“Um, I don’t change myself, my parents do it.”

“OK, got it.” Ms. Barnard said. She had picked up the clip board and was making a number of notes. “And do you know if you are allergic to anything like talcum powder, or petroleum products or anything like that?”

Julie stared at Ms. Barnard with a look of confusion. “Talcum powder?”

“Baby powder. Some people are allergic to it and use a different kind of baby powder stuff that is cornstarch based. And just about all the diaper rash ointments are petroleum based. Does your mom use any of that stuff on you? If she does I am sure you are not allergic to it or you would know.”

“Oh, yea, my mom uses both.”

“OK, good no allergies then. Have you had any rashes or anything like that?”

“No, nothing like that.”

“Well, that’s good.” Ms. Barnard stood up and walked over to the counter. She made a number of additional scribbles on the clip board and then set it down and walked over to the sink and started washing her hands. “Well Julie, I want to get you back to class as soon as I can, so I am not going to have you sit here while I fill out the rest of the paperwork. But there are a few things we need to talk about, and some stuff I need you to tell your mom. I will go over it with her too when she calls me back, but it’s stuff you should know as well.”

Julie understood that doctors had to keep stuff confidential, but she wondered what kind of paperwork needed to be filled out. She asked Ms. Barnard about it.

“Oh, half my job Julie is filling out paperwork for the school and for the state. Most of it is just for statistical purposes and is totally anonymous. They want to know how many kids come to see me, what they see me about, and stuff like that. But sometimes I have to fill out other kinds of paperwork. In this case I have to document that this meeting took place, and that I did in fact ask you if you have been to a doctor recently. And actually, since you are wearing diapers full time I also have to fill out some other paperwork. It’s required, but totally useless unless you plan to start going to special education.”

That surprised Julie enough to get her attention. She sat up in her chair “What?! No way.”

Ms. Barnard laughed, “Calm down, there is no way that’s going to happen. Believe it or not, it’s actually very hard to get into a special education program. It costs the school system a lot of money and requires a ton of paperwork to get you in. The whole process is really tightly regulated. It’s really sad because some parents with kids that have problems struggle to get them into a program. Anyways, having to wear diapers is one thing that can help if you are trying to get into the program. So the school system requires me to keep track of all the kids who wear diapers.”

“You have to keep track of everyone who wears diapers at this school?”

“Well, technically I only have to keep track of the kids who are diapered at all times. I am sure there are lots of kids who wear diapers at night and stuff that I don’t know of.”

It never occurred to Julie, but now that she thought about it, she asked without hesitation. “Are there other kids who wear diapers?”
“Well, keep in mind that I have to maintain people’s privacy, so I can’t really go into specifics. But yes, there are a number of people at this school who wear diapers like you do. Honestly, most of them are in the special education program. But not all of them.”

Ms. Barnard had finished washing her hands and had already dried them off.

“So, like I said I want to get you back to class as soon as possible. So, let’s go over the stuff I need to tell you. First of all, you need to know that the school will not supply diapers for you. You are going to need to bring your own. I recommend that you just bring a supply into my office and keep them here. You don’t have to do it that way if you don’t want, but most kids don’t like keeping them in their locker, or carrying them in their backpack. I have some storage space in the back room and can just keep them in there.”

Julie finally noticed that there was a door at the other end of the room. That must be the storage area she was talking about. Julie also noticed for the first time a small bed in the corner of the room opposite the door.

“The next thing I need to tell you is that while nobody needs to know that you are back in diapers, I am going to have to send a note to your teachers letting them know that you are going to need to see me at times, including occasionally during class. Now, teachers get notes like this all the time. I know because I send them. The note doesn’t go into any specifics, so they won’t know. Like I said, everything that happens in here is totally confidential. They are not even supposed to ask you about it, but some do anyways. You don’t have to tell them anything, and you can tell them that they can talk to me about it if they have a problem. I am happy to remind them of the rules. Of course, it’s not like you’re not allowed to tell them what is going on, but that is totally up to you.”

Julie thought about it for a second and came up with a question. “Well, can I just come in during lunch or something like that?”

Ms. Barnard was quick to respond. “Well, I personally suggest you come in to see me whenever you need to. I don’t recommend that you sit through class in a dirty diaper. But, I also want you to know that, like I said, you are not the only kid at this school in diapers. I don’t want to have a line of kids waiting to come in to my office or anything like that, so I don’t suggest coming in during breaks, unless like I said, you need to. Just come whenever you need to have your diaper changed. I guess I should say that, while I usually don’t have somebody else in my office, there is a chance that at some point you might have to wait a bit. The door to my office is always closed and locked from the outside, I do that to make sure somebody doesn’t come in when I am with somebody. That’s why there are chairs out in the hallway. So if you come and knock and I say to wait just a minute, you can just take a seat out there in the hallway and I will get to you in a minute.

Julie was surprised to hear that. “Do you really change that many diapers?” she asked in near disbelief.
“Ah, that’s funny. No, most of the people that come to see me don’t need a diaper change. But they are entitled to privacy too. So, speaking of changing diapers, do you mind if I take a look at yours?”

The question was so simple, and yet so hard to believe. ‘Did she just ask if she could check my diaper?’ Julie asked herself.

“Wait, do you mean, like, you are going to change me?” Julie realized immediately after she said it, how crazy it must have sounded. Here she just told this woman that she wore diapers all the time, and that she didn’t change herself.

“Well….. if you need to be changed, I would think so.” Ms. Barnard replied slowly. “The note from your mom,” she grabbed the clip board again “said that you were back in diapers and asked if there was somebody at the school who could help take care of that. I kind of assumed she was talking about me, but is there somebody else she might have been talking about? A relative or something?”

Julie felt really stupid. It just wasn’t exactly something she was used to or anything. “No,” Julie replied. “No there isn’t anybody like that. I just, I wasn’t really thinking I guess.”

“Well, that’s OK. I mean, if you just started wearing diapers last Friday I imagine this is all pretty new to you still. I can’t image what it would be like to have to wear diapers again, but I suspect at a minimum it would take some getting used to. But like I said before, I want you to know that I am a professional. I do change diapers all the time.”

“Are going to examine me too? Like a doctor?”

“No. I don’t do exams here. I am qualified to do a lot of stuff that doctors do, but I am no pediatrician or anything like that. And more over, the school isn’t paying me to do exams. No, my job is to deal with any student medical issues.”

“Oh, I get it.”

“So,” Ms. Barnard began slowly, “do you mind laying down on the bed?”

Julie suddenly felt as if everything was becoming nearly surreal. The entire conversation was so far from anything she had ever imaged, that being asked to lay down on a bed and let a woman she just met check her diaper seemed no more outrageous than the rest of it. So she said sure, and walked over to the bed and lied down.
Mr. Barnard wheeled a chair over to the bed and quickly slid Julie’s skirt up just over her waist. “Huh, that’s a different brand of diaper than I have seen before.” She said with mild interest. “And I would say you could use a change, but looks like this will be a quick job. You obviously don’t have a diaper with you, since you left everything in your class. I am pretty sure I have a couple of extras around here someplace. They are not the best diapers in the world, but they are better than a wet one.”

Ms. Barnard stood up and went into the storage area. Julie could hear her rummaging around, opening and closing drawers and cabinets. After a minute or two she came back out with a diaper in hand. The diaper looked different then the ones she had at home. It was a light shade of green rather than white and looked smaller.

“I’m pretty sure this will fit you just fine.” Ms. Barnard said as she came back over to the bed. She set the diaper down on the bed and then grabbed a box of what must have been medical wet wipes. “OK, lets get you out of this wet diaper here.” Without any hesitation she grabbed the tapes of Julie’s diaper and undid them. In a flash, the diaper was off. A quick once over of the wet wipes followed, and then a second wet wipe covered the area again. Putting her hands behind Julie’s knees, Ms. Barnard quickly lifted Julie’s hips ever so slightly, just enough to slide the new diaper underneath with her other hand. Julie felt all her weight return to the bed and then felt the diaper come up between her legs. Julie heard the sound of the tapes tearing off of their backings and being stuck in place, and then her skirt was frisked back into place.

Ms. Barnard stood up and walked over to the sink and started washing her hands again. “Well, There you go.”

“Wow,” said Julie as she rolled off the bed and stood up again. “that was really fast. My mom is nowhere near that quick.” The whole thing had taken maybe 60 seconds.

“Ha, thanks I guess. I probably have a lot more experience than you mom, that’s all. Plus that was an easy one, wet diapers are no big deal. The other ones take a bit longer. Anyways, I think you should get back to class now. But please remember to talk to your mom. I am still planning to speak with her too, but just in case I don’t get in touch with her you need to let her know that she needs to either drop off some diapers for you here, or send you to school with them every day. ”

“I’ll be sure to tell her.”

“OK, well, I am sure I will be seeing you again soon enough, so go on back to class.”
Julie needed a second to figure out that Ms. Barnard was right, she would be seeing her again. She had been paying attention to the new diaper she had on. It felt different than what she had been wearing just a minute ago. The new diaper seemed thinner or something. Julie quickly decided that she liked the diapers she normally wore a lot more.

“Oh, yea, I guess so. Well, thanks and all.”

“No thanks needed Julie. Get back to class and remember to just come see me whenever you need to, OK?”

“OK, I will.”

Julie opened the door and stepped back into the hallway. The door closed itself behind her, and she found herself standing alone in the hallway. The two empty chairs were still there, but Julie looked at them in a different way. She pictured herself sitting there waiting to have her diaper changed while somebody else was in the office. Even though she knew Ms. Barnard was serious about the whole privacy thing, she also knew that folks in the office here had to be able to figure out why some kids were always coming in and sitting there.

On the way back to class Julie learned that the diaper she had on was also a lot louder than the ones she normally wore. It made a loud crinkling noise when she walked that she could hear pretty clearly. Julie also thought about it and decided that Ms. Barnard was OK. She smiled a lot and seemed really nice. It was really cool how she didn’t make a big deal out of the fact that a girl Julie’s age was wearing diapers. She acted like it was pretty normal really. And that was probably because in Ms. Barnard’s world, it was pretty normal. Which made Julie feel a little bit better about the idea of spending the rest of the week in diapers.

The rest of Monday went fine. Julie got home and after her mom changed her diaper (she had wet herself on the way home) she had a talk with her mom that included a small daughter to mother lecture about answering her cell phone and checking voice mail. It turned out that Ms. Barnard had eventually gotten in touch with mom later that afternoon, so she was already in the loop about needing to drop off some diapers for Julie at school. They both agreed that was a better idea then having Julie bring them to school every day. Dad came home and they had dinner together. After dinner, Julie was upstairs on her bed reading a book for school when her body told her that she was soon going to have a stinky diaper. Unlike the previous couple of times though, Julie didn’t really worry about it at all. About ten minutes later she actually filled her pants without really even pausing from the book she was reading. Her mom changed her after she came down a few chapters later to get a drink. She watched a bit of TV after that and then headed off to bed.

Chapter XI – Tuesday

Tuesday started out just like any other day, except for a wet diaper in the night that got changed after breakfast. Julie went to school and sat through her classes just like she had the week before. Just after lunch however, Julie soon found herself in another wet diaper and knew she needed to make a stop in Ms. Barnard’s office. She was again in Ms. Niles class and since she was already done with the assignment it seemed like as good a time as any to make a run over there. Plus most folks were still working quietly on the problems. She quietly walked to the front of the room and the teachers desk.
“Ms. Niles, can I have the hall pass again?”

Ms. Niles looked up and then nodded her head. She grabbed the hall pass, an old eraser with the word Hall Pass taped to it, and handed it to Julie. Julie slipped out the door as quietly as she could. But she did see a couple of heads look up from their work to see her go. Her heart raced for a few seconds, until she told herself ‘people take the hall pass all the time. I used to take the hall pass sometimes, so this isn’t anything new or crazy.’ She quickly walked her way to Ms. Barnard’s door.

Julie quickly arrived and tried the handle, but of course it was locked. She then knocked a few times, but the door opened before she even finished. Ms. Barnard looked down at her and then closed one eye and stared at the ceiling with the other.

“Don’t tell me…” she said “Julie, right?”

“Yea, you got it.” Julie replied with a smile. She was impressed that Ms. Barnard remembered her name.

“Well, come in, come in.” She closed the door behind her. “I’m guessing you need to be changed?”

Ms. Barnard didn’t beat around the bush apparently. And while Julie wasn’t exactly surprised by the statement, the whole idea of going to some stranger and knowing that they were about to change your diaper was still far from normal.

“Uh, yea.” Julie replied somewhat uncomfortably.

“Well, no time like the present right?” Ms. Barnard disappeared into the back room. She came out holding a diaper that look familiar to Julie. “Oh, and your mom dropped off a bunch of diapers so we can use these. I like these a lot better than the one I had to use yesterday. Trust me, you don’t want to have to wear cheap flimsy diapers. Well, go ahead and lay down on the bed and let’s get this taken care of shall we?”

Julie was back in math class in hardly any more time than it would have taken if she had gone to the bathroom herself. The rest of the day went by somewhat slowly. She managed to stay dry until just before school was let out and then ended up wetting herself again on the way home, which she decided was fine since her mom would be home and would probably be checking her pretty much as soon as she walked in the door.

When Julie did walk in the front door, she said hello. A reply ‘hello’ came from the kitchen area. The sound of a knife chopping something on a cutting board told her that mom was working on dinner. Julie decided to just head upstairs and ditch her pants, since mom was likely to ask her to do so anyhow. While she was at it, she switched out her top and put on tee shirt. A quick glance in the mirror showed what was slowly turning into her normal look, socks, a tee shirt (blue in this case) and a diaper on the bottom. ‘How weird is it that this is starting to look normal’ Julie thought to herself, although after a few moments of inspection, she was still convinced the diaper made her butt look big.

Julie headed down to the kitchen figuring that was a sure fire way to get her wet diaper checked, and thus get changed. Her mom was in fact working on dinner and seemed to still be cutting veggies on the counter when she walked in.

“Hi mom.”

“Hello sweetie how was your day?” Sally said as she walked over and gave Julie a quick no handed hug. She obviously didn’t want to get whatever was on her hands on Julie’s shirt. But using her wrists she turned Julie around (it helped Julie knew what she was doing) and then examined her daughters diaper.

“Mmm, yup looks like you are wet. Well, I’m in the middle of getting dinner ready, so that diaper is gonna have to wait a bit. I don’t want to have to wash up again since I just did it. I’ll change you once I get this in the oven though.”

Julie was about to say something about that being fine. The diaper wasn’t completely soaked and would certainly last a few minutes until her mom was done. But before she could say anything a new voice, from the other side of the kitchen, spoke up.

“Sally, if you want I could change her.”

The very first thing that came to Julie’s mind was that the voice was not her dad. It wasn’t even male. But it was very familiar and a heartbeat later Julie recognized it. She knew who it belonged to even before she looked up and saw Becky’s mom, Beth Oakman, sitting at the table looking at her and her mom.

“Actually Beth, if you don’t mind that would be great. It’s not a big job if you know what I mean.” Sally paused and then looked at Julie.

Julie was stunned. She wasn’t afraid, or mortified, or embarrassed. At least not yet. Things just had happened too fast for any feelings like that to set in. That Mrs. Oakman was over here wasn’t a shock. Her mom and Becky’s mom were friends and often hung out together while the kids were at school. But it was not at all lost on Julie that she was standing in the kitchen wearing a clearly visible diaper, and her mom had just said, out loud, that she needed to be changed. And Ms. Oakman had just offered to change her like it wasn’t a big deal. Come to think of it, why wasn’t Ms. Oakman shocked, or at least a bit surprised?

While Julie was thinking about all of this, Sally eventually gave up on Julie doing whatever it was that she had thought she might do. “Beth, everything is upstairs. Julie can show you. And thanks, I wouldn’t have thought to ask, but…”

“Sally, its not like this is the first time.” Beth said with a smile and a slight nod of the head. With that she stood up and walked over to Julie, who was still slowly processing what had just happened. Mrs. Oakman paused and looked at Julie briefly and then said “Sooo, where is everything?”

“In my room.” Julie finally managed and then turned and started walking to the stairs.

Things would have been very different if Julie didn’t already think of Mrs. Oakman as practically a second mom. Apparently, she and her mom had been friends since before she was born. It seemed like for the last 5 years or so she spent nearly as much time at the Oakman’s house as she did her own. Julie had grown up with them and pretty much thought of them as family. She knew that Mrs. Oakman had said ‘It’s not like this is the first time’ because it wasn’t the first time she had changed her diaper. Julie had always felt that Mrs. Oakman really cared about her. She was always asking her about what was going on in her life, who was dating who and anything else she could think of. In fact, it seemed like Mrs. Oakman liked to specifically ask her for somewhat personal details, or at least embarrassing questions. And whenever Julie would get slightly embarrassed, or try to avoid answer a questions, she would always say, ‘Julie, for crying out loud, I changed your diapers when you were a kid, so just tell me and stop acting embarrassed already.’ Well, that funny little phrase just took on a whole different meaning.

Despite all that, Julie first thought when she had heard her mom accepts Mrs. Oakman’s offer was that this was just too much. But then a though popped into her head. ‘If some stranger at school can change my diapers and it’s not a big deal, why would having Mrs. Oakman do it be any different?’ And the whole point of the trying policy was to get use to wearing diapers, and that meant having Mrs. Oakman change her diapers again, well I guess that was part of the deal. So Julie decided that she wasn’t going to make a big deal out of this. If her mom was OK with it, then that was fine.

Julie lead Mrs. Oakman upstairs and into her room. As they entered, Mrs. Oakman spotted the changing table and all the diapers and supplies.

“Wow, look at all this. This is quite a set up here. Your mom really went all out didn’t she?”

“Yea, she usually does.” Julie replied. Then a thought occurred to her. Without thinking about it, she asked, “Mrs. Oakman, you didn’t seem really surprised about me wearing diapers. Did you already know or something?”

“Your mom told me, so yea I already knew.” She replied.

Julie asked the question she had really been wondering about. “Does Becky know?”

“I was going to ask you that actually.” Mrs. Oakman replied with an inquiring stare.

“I haven’t said anything to her. But I don’t know if she saw something or was able to tell on her own.”

“Are you going to tell her?”

“I don’t know…”

“Well, I don’t see how you are going to be able to not tell her eventually. I mean, what are you going the next time you spend the night? Or if your diaper needs to be changed when you are at our house?”

Those were really good questions Julie knew. She hadn’t really given it much thought and hadn’t thought about what would happen if she was over at Becky’s and had an accident. The last time it had happened she just had come home. But she recalled that Becky had sensed something was odd. Becky was too smart for her to be able to pull that off too many times.

But to answer Mrs. Oakman’s question was another story. Julie wasn’t sure what to say because she didn’t know exactly what her mom had told Mrs. Oakman. Did she tell her everything? Did she know this was only for a few more days? “What exactly did my mom tell you anyhow?” she asked.

Beth thought back to the conversation she had had just a few hours ago.

“So I get to the mechanic and he tells me the car is all ready to go. I pay him and he gives me the keys. I get in the car, turn the key, and nothing.”

“Ugh” Sally replied as she sipped her tea.

“Yea, no kidding” Beth replied. “You are not going to believe this. It turns out they fixed the wrong car. I’m not making this up. That is what they told me. So its been in the shop for 3 days now, and they have done nothing. They promised it will be ready tomorrow, and I think they were so embarrassed about the whole thing that they might actually do it this time.”

“There are few things I hate more than the car shop.” Sally said with a shake of her head.

“That makes two of us hon. So anyways, that’s the whole story. What’s going on over in your neck of the woods?”

Sally raised her eyebrows and tilter her head to the side and took a sip of tea. “Speaking of things you are not going to believe, guess who is wearing diapers these days?

“Did you say diapers?” Sally nodded her head. “ Wait are you serious?” Sally slowly nodded her head once again and made it clear she was waiting for a guess. “You?”

“Ha, that’s funny. No, Julie.”

“Oh my gosh, really? Is she ok? What happened?”

“Well, most importantly, yes she is fine. Honestly I’m not sure exactly what, if anything happened. I don’t really totally understand it and we don’t know if this is just a temporary thing or what. But she is in diapers full time right now.”

“Full time?”

“Yea, as in not potty trained. At all.”

“Wow. When did this all start?”

“Last Friday.”

“How is she handling it? How are you handling it?”

“Truth be told, Julie seems to be fine with it as far as I can tell. At least so far. The good news is that going back to diapers was actually her idea, so it’s not like we had to convince her or make her do it.”

“Well that’s good. Trying to convince a 15 year old girl to do much of anything is hard enough. I can’t imagine telling one they have to start wearing diapers would go over well.”

“Yea, you got that right. Anyways, as for Ted and I, well, it’s taking a bit of time to get used to changing diapers again. But at the end of the day… well I’m sure you remember, it’s just one of those things you do. It’s not that big of a deal really.”

“Wow, I’m glad to hear that you all are handling it so well. What are you doing about school?”

“Oh, I called them and she just goes to the nurse now when she needs to. I had to drop off a bunch diapers for them to use but other than that it hasn’t been a big deal so far. But yea, Ted and I are back on diaper duty. I really thought I wasn’t going to ever have to deal with that again.”

“Is she not able to change herself then?”

“Well, not yet at least. It’s all so new that that might be too much to ask just now, so we haven’t had her try yet.”
“Well, if this keeps up for any length of time you might need to bring some diapers over to my house. I don’t think I have any diapers and even if I did I can’t imagine they would fit.”

“That is actually a good idea. I didn’t think about it but she may end up needing to be changed when she is over there at some point.”

“Well, it wouldn’t be the first time.”

Beth came back to the room from her memory and looked at Julie. “Well, she told me that you had started wearing diapers again.”

“And? I mean, is that all she said?”

“Well she pretty much said you were basically not potty trained and that her and your dad were back on diaper duty.”

Julie didn’t know what details her mom had said, or if she had said anything about the trying policy. But she also realized that if she asked Mrs. Oakman about that, it would raise suspicion. She decided to just go with it. ‘I’ll ask mom later’ she told herself (and then quickly forgot about it).

Beth let a moment pass and then decided that Julie was done asking her questions. “So, I guess you should hop up here on the changing table.” She finally said.

Julie had a brief flash of butterflies in her stomach. But she quickly decided to just go with it and not to worry about it or over analyze it. ‘This is all part of the trying policy’ she told herself again, ‘Having Mrs. Oakman change me is just part of what wearing diapers is like.’

Beth studied the diaper and then remembered to grab some wipes before she started undoing the tapes. She handed a wipe to Julie, who took it awkwardly, and then undid the tapes.
“Can you lift your hips up for me?” she asked.

Julie arched her back and raised her bottom a few inches off the crinkly changing pad. The diaper come off and she lowered herself back down.

“Do you want to clean yourself off with the wipes? Or should I do that?” Beth asked.

Julie didn’t hesitate even though she hadn’t done this before. “I’ll do it.” She said quickly. She took the wipe and ran them over herself. While she was doing that Mrs. Oakman grabbed another diaper and opened it up.

“Up.”

Julie quickly complied and the diaper slid underneath her. Mrs. Oakman spread it out over her and tapped one side then the other into place. She examined her work and then said, “Just like riding a bike… you don’t forget. That better?”

Julie sat up and took a look at the job Mrs. Oakman had done. It was certainly better than her dad’s first effort.

“Yea, that’s much better. Thanks.”

“Can I ask you a question Julie?” Julie now felt the butterflies return. She worried that Mrs. Oakman might ask another of her probing embarrassing questions. There were so many questions she could ask right now. “Why were you not wearing any pants when you came into the kitchen?”

The butterflies disappeared. “Oh, my parents don’t want me wearing pants in the house right now. Mom says she needs to see my diaper so she can remember to check it and know when I need to be changed. She says it’s just so we all get used to me wearing diapers again.”

“Huh.” Mrs. Oakman replied, “I guess that makes sense. Well, in that case I guess you are all dressed and we should head back down stairs.”

The two of them quickly returned to the kitchen. Sally had a few more things to do with dinner and chatted with them while she worked away. Mrs. Oakman stayed until dinner went into the oven and then said she needed to head home herself.

The rest of the day went by quickly. Dad came home. Everyone ate dinner. Julie did her homework. Soon enough Julie was back on the changing table getting changed and put in her pajamas. Then it was bed time.

Chapter XII – Wednesday

Julie had one of those nights where you close your eyes, and then in what seems like 5 seconds, your alarm is waking you up. She actually thought for a brief second that something had gone wrong, but quickly figured out it was morning. Without much of a second thought she hopped out of bed and slowly shuffled her way downstairs.

Mom was already in the kitchen and was drinking a cup of coffee and reading the paper. “Morning mom.” Julie managed to say as she opened the fridge and took out the milk.

“How did you sleep honey?” Sally responded without even looking up from the paper.
“Oh, fine. Actually I don’t really even remember falling asleep. I was really out I guess.”

“Ok.” Sally replied. She was obviously really not paying much attention and was really taken by whatever she was reading.

Julie picked up on this. “Except when the aliens came at like 2 in the morning.”

“That’s good to hear… wait what?” Sally stopped reading and looked up and saw Julie stifling a laugh. “Very funny.”

“Just checking to see if you were even listening there mom.”

“Well, I’ll let you know that I was, although I was reading a very interesting article. Well interesting to me at least.” With that she stood up and walked over to Julie and pulled open the waist of the pajamas and looked at the diaper Julie had on underneath. “Did the aliens have anything to do with this wet diaper?”

Julie gave her mom a sarcastic look. “Ha ha mom, very funny.”

Up until her mom had said something, Julie hadn’t even remembered that she was wearing a diaper. It just hadn’t entered her mind. She waited until her mom turned around and then used her own hand to check the diaper. It was wet, her mom wasn’t kidding. Julie tried to remember when that might have happened, but didn’t remember anything other than getting into bed. ‘I guess I really am getting used to wearing diapers again.’ She thought to herself. ‘I just wet the bed. Although I am sure I wouldn’t have done that if I hadn’t been wearing a diaper. I probably woke up in the middle of the night and just don’t remember.’ Although as she had that final thought, another part of her wasn’t totally sure that was the case but she quickly dismissed that thought.

Julie finished making herself a bowl of cereal and started eating. Mom went back to her paper, but was finished before she was. “Hurry up and finish your cereal. I want to get you out of that wet diaper so you can shower since you didn’t shower last night.”

And that is exactly what happened. After she showered it was up on the changing table for a dose of nursery jelly and baby powder that was immediately followed by a dry diaper. “Ok, my job is done. Get yourself ready for school so I can drop you off.” Twenty minutes later Julie said goodbye and hopped out of the car and started walking towards her first class.

Wednesdays and Thursdays were different at Julie’s school. She only had half of her of classes each day, but the classes were twice as long. This was supposed to help certain classes, like Biology, do stuff that took longer to set up and get done. And Biology is where she started her day. The teacher explained that today they were doing an experiment, something about measuring how fast a plant uses water. Julie was partnered up with another girl, Sandy, who she knew from class but not much more. It was the first time they had worked together. They had to create 3 unique setups to simulate different conditions. Julie went to work on setting up a plant that was being blown by a fan while Sandy set up a plant that was supposed to sit under a bright lamp. The last plant was the control plant, and didn’t need much set up.

Julie was trying to measure out the exact amount of water for the plants roots to sit in when she first felt it. It came as a bit of a surprise and after a few seconds of thought Julie felt her stomach tighten up. “Oh no.” she muttered under her breath.

“What? Is everything ok?” Sandy asked.

“Oh, no. No, everything is fine. Sorry.” Julie replied. Apparently she needed to learn to mutter a with less volume.

“Oh, OK.” Sandy said as she went back to her own plant.

Of course, everything was fine as far as biology class was concerned. It was Julie’s own biology that was the problem. Julie had butterflies in her stomach because her body was telling her it needed to go to the bathroom, and it wasn’t going to be a “small job” as her mom had put it the other day. Julie started thinking and her thoughts started going in a bad direction.

‘Look, it’s one thing to wet my pants, well I mean wet my diaper, here at school. I mean, I doubt anybody can tell. But I can’t poop my… my diaper. People will be able to tell, I mean mom can smell it from the other side of the room.’

‘So what are you going to do?’ asked another voice inside her head.

Julie had to take a deep breath. ‘I’ll just hold it.’

‘We aren’t supposed to hold it and you know that.’

‘I know, I know. But I can’t do it here at school. I just can’t. People will be able to tell and then they will probably be able to figure out it’s me. And if they do then everyone will know that I wear diapers and that I crapped my pants in biology class! And I will never ever hear the end of it.’

‘We’ll see.’

Julie went back to work on the setting up the experiment. Sally had her part done pretty quickly, but Julie was having a bit of difficulty getting the fan set up in such a way that it didn’t blow the plant completely over when she turned it on. By the time she finally got it all set up, Sally had finished with the control plant. They started the experiment and dutifully recorded the data. The experiment was hardly shocking. Both the lamp plant and the wind plant used more water than the control plant.

When the class ended Julie walked over to where she and Becky and a few others usually met. They had a 15 minute break or so before the next class started. The girls chatted a bit, but Julie was really distracted. The need to go had not gone away and had in fact gotten worse. As the bell rang telling her and everyone else to head to class Julie had her first doubts about her plan.

Her next class was literature. The teacher, Mr. Shemkee, was nice, but boring as all get out. But happily they were actually watching a movie today. It was a low budget film about a couple of different Edgar Allen Poe stories. The first one was about The Raven.

It was when the bird first croaked out ‘Nevermore’ that Julie began to realize that her plan to hold it simply wasn’t going to work. The dark tale of sorrow and loss did nothing to help her mood and Julie began to get really worked up.

‘I can’t believe I did this to myself.’ She thought. ‘Mom made it totally clear that this is how it was going to be. And I knew it. And I intentionally chose to ignore it. Cross that bridge when we get there huh? Oh my gosh why did I agree to this? Why did I stick my head in the sand.’

That other voice in her head spoke up. ‘It’s not the first time you have done that you know?’

‘I know. And the worst part is that I think I knew I was doing it at the time. I mean, I really wanted to start wearing diapers, so I just refused to think about the bad part. And now I am paying the price. Oh my God, what have I done? I can’t believe this is happening.’

Julie started to really feel scared. And a bit angry with herself for letting this happen. For the first time she really wanted to not have to wear diapers, to be just a regular girl who could take the hall pass and leave to go the bathroom as she always had.

‘OK, OK. Look, get a hold of yourself. Freaking out isn’t going to make anything better here. Breathe! Calm down.’

Julie decided to do just that and tried to focus her attention on the movie. Maybe that would distract her. Julie looked and saw that the Raven was firmly lodged atop the chamber door, and despite the characters request, begging, fear and anger, it wasn’t going anywhere.

`Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!’ I shrieked upstarting –
`Get thee back into the tempest and the Night’s Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! – quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!’
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.’

The movie ended and was immediately followed by another one, this time about The Tell Tale Heart. Julie thought about asking for the hall pass and getting it over, but she still could not bring herself to actually do it. Part of her knew that she was, again, sticking her head in the sand, but she felt like being stubborn. Sitting down also helped. All she could do was think about Becky and the rest of her friends and what they would say when if they found out she had pooped her pants.

Time passed and the end of the class approached. Julie had a bad feeling that once she stood up, she was going to be in trouble. The bell rang and people headed for the door, eager to get to lunch. Julie stood up and did the same, but with a lot less enthusiasm then everyone else.

Julie knew that Becky was on the other side of the school. Although she rarely used it, Julie’s locker was actually right around the corner from where she was. She decided to head that way. She got to her locker and realized she didn’t even remember the combination. It was written down somewhere in her notebook.

Julie made a decision. Becky wasn’t going to be here for a few minutes. And there wasn’t anything she could really do anyhow. Nobody really seemed to be paying attention. So she let go and gave in to the inevitable. It didn’t take long. Julie kind of zoned out for a moment, but quickly came back and knew what she had to do. She did her best to quickly walk over towards the nurses office. She just hoped that she would get there without running into anyone she knew.

Lucky enough, she was able to do so. She went into the office and turned down Ms. Barnard’s corridor. The chairs outside her door were mercifully empty. Julie forgot to knock and just tried the handle, which of course was locked. She was about to knock when she heard Ms. Barnard’s voice.

“Please take a seat. I’ll be with you in a moment.”

Julie looked at the seats and decided to stand. She just hoped that ‘a moment’ was really fast. She was terrified that somebody else was going to turn down the hallway and head this way. Julie couldn’t tell if it was obvious that she had a loaded diaper on or not, but she didn’t want to have to figure it out.

The good news was that nobody showed up. The bad news was that ‘a moment’ turned into 5 minutes or more. Eventually Julie heard a hand grab the door and turn the handle. Expecting it to be Ms. Barnard opening the door Julie started to head in. In so doing she almost ran into the girl who was trying to walk out.

‘Woah, hey there.” The girl stammered as she took a step back. Julie jumped back herself in surprise.

“Oh my gosh, I’m really sorry.” Julie replied. “I thought….”

The girl looked directly at Julie. A brief awkward second passed and then she smiled and shook her head. “No worries kid.” She waited another moment and then went on, “Excuse me.” She slide out of the door and past Julie and walked down the hallway. Julie watched her go.

The girl was obviously older than her. Probably a senior. She looked vaguely familiar, like Julie had maybe seen her somewhere before, but they definitely didn’t know each other. She had long wavy blond hair and an attractive figure. She wasn’t one of those skinny twig girls. She was tall and had a full figure and she might have been some kind of athlete since Julie saw some kind of wrap on the girls knee. She looked more like a soccer player than say a gymnast.

“Hi Julie.” Mr. Barnard broke her concentration.

For a split second Julie had forgotten about everything. Now it all came back and she all but ran over Ms. Barnard as she came into her office.

Ms. Barnard was her usual polite and relaxed self. After having Julie lay down on the bed, she went into the back room and came out with a new diaper in her hand. Julie had taken her pants off while she was back there, so her diaper was already exposed.

“Hmm, looks like this is a big job.” Ms Barnard stated.

“I’m sorry. I just co…”

Julie was cut off mid-sentence. “Don’t worry Julie, it’s no big deal.” As she was talking Ms. Barnard slid a trash can over towards the bed and grabbed a pair of gloves which were on her hands in no more than a couple of seconds. “I know it’s hard to believe, but there are actually worse things that I have had to deal with the diapers.”

Julie wasn’t squeamish about blood. But she was having a hard time believing what she was hearing. “What could be worse? Do you mean like organs or something?”

“Ha, no. I mean, I hardly have ever dealt with organs, but even in school when I saw them they were no big deal.” She continued to work while she talked and at this point had Julie’s diaper off and into the trash can. She grabbed a number of wipes. “You know what the worst thing I have ever had to deal with? Feet.”

“Feet!?”

“Yea, feet. Sometimes we would get homeless people who would come in, and they had not taken off their shoes in, well, a really long time. Parts of their feet were actually dying, or already dead. After smelling that, nothing really ever has seemed as bad as I once thought.”

Julie didn’t really know what to say.

Ms. Barnard shook her head at the memory and kind of winced. It was obviously she wasn’t making this up. “Anyways, since this isn’t like a sterile area I can actually use some air fresheners and stuff. I actually just got a new candle that I am using and I am a big fan of it. Clean cotton I think they call it.” She nodded in the direction of the sink and Julie saw a small jar that was actually a candle. It was lit.

“Huh, that probably a good idea.” Julie stated. “I mean, I doubt you get a lot of homeless people feet in here, but I can understand why you still would want it. I mean, with people like me and all.”

Ms. Barnard smiled and nodded her head. “Well, you are all clean, let’s just get this diaper on and you will be all set.”

When her pants were back on, Julie thanked Ms. Barnard who laughed a bit and said ‘you’re welcome.’ Julie opened the door (slowly this time) and saw an empty hallway, which she quickly walked down. She paused briefly at the door out of the office and took a deep breath. She hoped nobody who knew her would see her coming out, so she opened the door and snuck out as quickly as she could. The hallway was busy and she didn’t see anyone she knew. She started walking over to where her friends would be eating lunch.

Becky saw her and waved. Julie came up to the group and grabbed a chair. She started grabbing her lunch from her bag and hoped nobody would say anything about her being a bit late.

Becky shot that hope down instantly. “Where have you been? Did your class run late or something?”

Julie was nervous and scared. She wanted to cover her tracks, so she just made something up on the spot. “Uh, yea, we were doing some plant experiment and we were running late. It took forever to set up.”

“Huh, I thought you were the science whiz.” Becky said jokingly.

Julie knew Becky was only joking, but she decided it made sense to make the story even more believable. “Well, I was working with Sandy, and I guess she was having a hard time with the set up or something.”

Becky gave Julie a curious look, but then immediately shrugged it off and dropped the issue. The girls started eating, and then started talking. The rest of lunch went on as it always had. It wasn’t until later that Julie realized the major mistake she made with her little cover story.

In fact, the rest of the day went on much like it always had. Julie quickly forgot about the mini panic attack she had back there in class and her desire to not be in diapers. When her mom was changing her right before bed time, she remembered it briefly but decided not to say anything. Tomorrow was Thursday and that was going to be the end of this whole trying policy anyways, so Julie didn’t really see the point of saying anything. The whole thing at school turned out to not be such a big deal anyhow she told herself. It certainly wasn’t as bad as she had feared it would be. She knew she could easily handle one more day in diapers without any problems.

Chapter XIII – Thursday

Julie woke up on Thursday morning in a wet diaper again. Unlike yesterday she noticed it as soon as she got out of bed. It was really soaked. And while she wasn’t really surprised, it did give her a moment’s pause. But Julie quickly dismissed any concerns she might have had. ‘It’s Thursday, so it’s not like I’m not going to be wearing diapers much longer’ she told herself.

Now there was something to think about.

Going back to panties instead of diapers… was that a good thing or a bad thing? Julie hadn’t really given a whole lot of thought to the idea of this whole trying policy coming to an end. On the plus side, she had to admit that never having to repeat yesterday’s pooping at school incident was definitely a good thing. On the other hand, it hadn’t been that big of a deal and Julie had to admit that she really had blown it out of proportion. ‘I mean, yea, it certainly isn’t something I would want to do again, but it wasn’t the end of the world either’ she thought to herself.

Julie started to realize that a part of her wasn’t excited about this ending. It was hard to admit and come to terms with, but she had actually really gotten use to wearing diapers and was in fact pretty happy with the whole situation. ‘I mean, I wanted to try this to see what it was like and I didn’t really know what to expect, but I guess I thought it would be fun or I wouldn’t have wanted to try it.’ Julie had to admit that she certainly was a long ways away from comfortable about pooping her pants all the time, but other than that, wearing diapers was actually pretty cool. ‘I mean, it really feels nice to have a diaper on.’ Julie thought to herself. ‘It’s comforting and I really enjoy it. And while wet diapers were not fun, they really aren’t a big deal. And once I get changed, that new diaper always feels good. Not having to go to the bathroom during TV and movies or having to get up in the middle of the night is a real plus too.’ Julie even thought that she was kind of going to miss talking with Ms. Barnard at school.

At the same time, a voice in the back of her head reminded her that girls her age really shouldn’t be wearing diapers. It just was not normal. And although a few people knew about it already, most people still didn’t. Julie thought about the reaction of certain people if they found out that she had started wearing diapers again. How would some of her friends react if they found out she pooped her pants? It was not a comforting thought at all.

Julie hopped out of bed and walked over towards the mirror. She pulled down her pajama bottoms and kicked them off. Her diaper was really soaked and had swollen up a bit. She took a look at her lower half in the mirror. It was kind of funny, but she liked the way she looked with her diaper. ‘Well, get a good look now ‘cause this isn’t going to be happening much longer. This is my last day in diapers,’ Julie thought to herself. And somewhat half-heartedly she added ‘and that’s probably for the best.’

Knowing that somebody was going to be checking her diaper soon anyway, Julie left her PJs on the floor and headed down stairs to grab some breakfast. When she got there she found her mom already in the kitchen.

“Morning sweetie.”

“Morning mom.”

Sally had been down there for a bit and was just finishing up a bagel. Thinking that that sounded pretty good, Julie started the process of slicing a bagel in half and grabbing the cream cheese from the fridge.

“Looks like somebody has a wet diaper and needs to be changed.”

“Yea, I wet the bed again last night I think.” Julie said without really thinking about it. She was kind of focused on cutting her bagel.

“You wet the bed? You mean, like, I need to wash your sheets?”

Julie realized her mom was actually surprised a bit and wasn’t just playing around like she seemed to often be doing when it came time to dealing with diapers that needed to be changed.

“No, the bed is fine. I didn’t mean I actually wet the bed. I meant like, I wet the bed, but I was wearing a diaper.”

“Oh, I see.” Sally said slowly. “Well, I guess it is a good thing you were in a diaper then. Well, hurry up and finish your bagel and we can get you changed.”

Julie soon fished up her breakfast and headed upstairs with her mom. They went straight to her room and without a word Julie hopped up on the changing table. Her mom came over and grabbed a new diaper from underneath where Julie was laying.

“Whoa.” Sally said in genuine surprise. She crouched down and started rummaging around the shelves of the changing table. “Huh,” Sally muttered somewhat questioningly, and quickly followed that up with an “Ahh” that seemed to say she answered her own question. Finally Sally stood up again, shrugged a tiny bit and mutter “Oh well.”

Julie sat up slightly and looked at her mom. “What was that all about?”

Sally gently pushed Julie back flat on the table and started undoing the tapes on her diaper, “Oh, I just realized that I’m going to have to go buy more diapers for you. I’m almost out already. I really thought I had more down there but then I remembered that I had to send some to school.”

Being pretty early in the morning still, Julie wasn’t thinking particularly quickly yet. As such, it took a few seconds for the implications of what her mom had said to really sink in. It suddenly dawned up her that this actually might be significant.

“Wait, what do you mean? Are we actually out?” Julie tone implied no small part of concern, although if you asked her she couldn’t tell you why.

“Yea, this is the last one. Don’t worry, I’ll just run and grab some more while you are at school.”

Julie’s mind started working. Her mom pulled the wet diaper out from under her and started cleaning her off with the baby wipes, but Julie wasn’t paying the least bit of attention. Her mind was elsewhere.

“Wait, how many diapers did you buy me last time mom?”

Sally paused in her cleaning duties and looked curiously at her daughter. “I don’t know, I just bought a box. I don’t remember exactly how many diapers were in there though. Why?”

“And you’re going to buy another box?” Julie asked.

“That’s what I just said isn’t it?”

“Well, yea, but I mean, its Thursday right? If one box lasted until Thursday and you go and buy another box, won’t that be a lot more than we need?”

“Oh, I see what you mean. Yea you are right about that.” Sally scrunched her nose and thought for a second. “Well, not much we can really do about it I guess.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I think I told you this already, but I can’t just go out and buy a small pack of diapers for you. They don’t sell diapers in your size like that. So I am just going to have to go buy another box.”

Nobody said anything for a second or two. Julie wasn’t sure she understood exactly what this all meant. She remembered her mom’s words about if she bought the diapers, Julie had to wear them. Did this mean that she wasn’t going to stop wearing diapers as soon as she had originally thought? Is that what her mom meant? The look of confusion on her face must have been really obvious and her mom saw it.

“Like I said honey there really isn’t anything we can do about it. Look, I can see what you are thinking. Yes, you’re going to have to stay in diapers for a little bit longer.”

Julie wasn’t sure what to think. Was this a good thing or a bad thing? Her voice reflected a bit of uncertainty and confusion, “But I thought I only had to wear them for a week. I thought that was what we agreed to.”

As soon as she said it, Julie wondered if it was such a good idea to have mentioned it. The more she thought about it, the more she realized that the idea of staying in diapers a few more days wasn’t really such a bad thing. She remembered thinking about this just a short while ago in her room. ‘I mean, other than the pooping part, I kind of like it. And it’s not like I am really ever going to get to do this again really. Maybe I shouldn’t have said that.’

Sally looked down at her daughter. The look on her face gave the impression that she had not anticipated Julie’s reaction. “Is somebody ready for their week in diapers to be over? I hadn’t thought of that. I never expected you to enjoy being put in diapers again, but I was kind of getting the impression that…”

“No.” Julie cut her mom off, surprising both of them with how loud she said no. “No, I just meant that I thought we were only going to do this for a week.”

Julie watched her mom’s reaction. It looked pretty clear that mom was not exactly certain what that “no” had meant. Was that a no, she wasn’t ready for her week in diapers to end, or was that a no, she was ready for it to end? ‘Heck, do I even know which no I meant?’

Sally quickly moved past the look of confusion. Either she had figured out what no meant, or she decided to not bother trying to. Her face changed back to the normal business as usual look.

“Well, actually if you remember the rules I laid out,” Sally started saying as she began spreading out a clean diaper, “we agreed to put you in diapers for at least one week.” Sally paused to slide the new diaper under Julie and bring the front up through her legs. “And well, the reality is that is has not been a week yet. It’s close, but we just don’t have enough diapers to get through the week without buying more. I can’t buy anything less than about a week’s worth of diapers. So,” Sally stopped to pull open the diaper tapes and stick them in place, “The bottom line here is that you’re just going to have to keep wearing diapers for now.”

Julie nodded her head and tried to smile. She really felt a funny feeling in her stomach, but for the life of her she couldn’t tell if it was happiness or nervousness. She knew that ‘a while’ was actually going to mean pretty much another week. In fact, Julie did some basic math, it was actually an unsolvable equation. There were no doubt a lot of diapers at school, so she wasn’t really able to be sure exactly how long one box would last. But she was able to determine that, assuming her rate of use stayed the same, that a box of diapers would last at least as long, and probably longer (depending on how many diapers the school had) as this past box. In a nut shell, Julie realized that her time in diapers wasn’t even half over yet.

The rest of the day went by quickly. School was school, diapers or not and Thursday’s lab classes were less interesting than Wednesdays. Julie was actually happy to head to the nurses office during her history class since they were watching a boring movie about the middle ages.

At the end of lunch, Julie and her friends were just getting up from their lunch spot and cleaning up. Julie had just throw her napkin in the trash can when she looked up and made eye contact with a girl who was about to pitch her trash into the same can. The girl smiled and gave her a quick nod of the head.

‘Hey, hows it going?’ she said as she dropped her trash into the can. Julie could tell the girl recognized her, but the feeling was not mutual. She did seem familiar, but she couldn’t place her. The girl didn’t stay to talk, and just turned around and rejoined her group of friends.

“Who was that?” Becky asked.

“I’m not sure.” Julie replied.

“You didn’t know her? She seemed like she knew you.”

“I know right? She looks familiar though.”

Linda, a friend who often ate with them spoke up. “Are you all talking about Kate?”

“Kate?” Sally and Becky said in unison.

Linda looked at Julie. “That girl that just said hi to you Julie?” Julie nodded. “Yea, that’s Kate Parson. She plays volleyball with me. Well, not exactly with me. She’s on the varsity team (Linda was a freashman). She like the best player on the team. I think she might even be getting a scholarship or something when she goes to college next year.”

It dawned on Julie where she had seen her. Without a second thought she asked “Did she get hurt recently?”

Linda paused. “What? Not that I know of. Well, I guess yesterday some girl and her bumped into each other and she like bruised her knee or something. But she was at practice this morning and seemed fine. How did you know that though? I thought you said you didn’t know her?”

Julie realized that she had opened a door best left closed. “Oh, I don’t know her, I just happened to see her yesterday with some kind of wrap or something on her knee.”

“It seemed like she knew you.” Linda said.

“Yea, I’m not sure how though.”

Lucky for Julie the girls dropped it since everyone had to get back to class. Julie of course had figured out that the girl, Kate, was the one she had all but run over trying to get into Ms. Barnard’s office yesterday. And apparently Kate had not forgotten Julie.

Chapter XIV – Friday

After what had been a pretty long week, Friday at school went by quickly and without any significant incidents other than another diaper change during math class. Her teacher had given her a brief inquisitive look as she handed over the hall pass, but had not asked any questions.

Julie had been keeping an eye out for Kate, since they had run into each other a couple of time now and Julie’s school was small enough that a run in was possible at just about any time. Sure enough, they made eye contact again at lunch. When Kate smiled and waved and Julie felt obligated to politely smile and wave back, even though she wasn’t sure why they were now waiving to each other. Julie decided that Kate must be friendly, which was actually pretty cool. Julie didn’t really know any of the seniors, and Kate was obviously a well-known, popular girl. Julie had no idea if Kate was actually nice or not, but she certainly seemed to be and for some reason she decided that Kate was OK.

When school ended Julie headed home and had a snack with her mom after her diaper had been changed. They were sitting in the kitchen talking.

“So, what are your plans for the weekend?” Sally asked.

“Nothing really. I’m probably going to head over to Becky’s house in a little bit. We were talking about watching a movie or something.”

“Well, if you want to have dinner over there let me know. Your father had mentioned something about taking me out for a change, so we might be heading out.”

“OK, I’ll let you know.”

Julie finished her snack and called Becky to make sure it was cool for her to show up which, of course, it was. Julie yelled across the house to her mom that she was about to head out, and heard an ‘OK’ in reply. She walked out the door without so much as a thought about diapers, changing, or her parents heading out to dinner.

Thirty minutes later Becky and her had settled down to a movie and were munching on popcorn. The two girls really liked scary movies, but this time they had gone with a classic, The Princess Bride. It was certainly not the first time they had seen it. In fact, they knew most of the lines by heart.

When the movie ended the girl got up from the couch and started thinking about dinner and what to do next.

“You should just spend the night. I’m pretty sure there is a Scream movie on HBO that starts at like 9.” Becky suggested.

“Hey, good call. Let me just call my folks and let them know.” A moment later, Julie was talking with her mom.

“Hey mom, so I’m going to spend the night here.” Julie stated (she had stopped really asking for permission to spend the night a long time ago).

“OK, that’s fine. Your father and I are going to head out to dinner anyhow. I guess we will see you in the morning then?”

“Yea, sure.” Julie replied.

“Is everything ok?” Sally asked.

Julie wasn’t sure what her mom meant. “Uh, yea, why?”

Sally paused. “Nothing, sorry. Is Becky’s mom there?”

“Yea, why?” Sometimes Julie sounded like a broken record Sally thought.

“I just want to ask her something, can you get her on the phone?”

“Oh, yea hang on a second, let me go find her.”

Julie found Mrs. Oakman in the kitchen where she was working on dinner. “Hey, Mrs. Oakman?”

“Yes Julie?”

“My mom wants to talk with you.” Julie quickly added a “OK, bye mom” and then handed the phone to Mrs. Oakman. She then left the kitchen and headed back to the living room.

“Hi Beth, how are you?” Sally asked.

“All’s well in this neck of the woods. How are things over there?”

“Good. Ted and I are about to go out to dinner and may catch a movie afterwords if we can stay awake.”

“Nice.”

“Should be. So Julie tells me that she is going to spend the night over there. I’m pretty sure she hasn’t really thought it through though.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, if I know her, she hasn’t even thought about what she is going to do when she needs to have her diaper changed. Maybe she thought she would just come back home quick or something, although I really doubt she has thought about it at all.”

“Oh yea. Even I forgot about that. Right, so she didn’t like talk with you about it before she came over?”

“Julie, thinking ahead? No. Well, at least not yet. I still have hope for the future. Heck, maybe this will be a wakeup call for her or something. But no, she just said she was going to head over there, and then she just called and said she was spending the night. I even tried to give her a hint that she might need to think about this but she didn’t pick up on it.”

“Have faith Sally, they are still young enough that there is time for growth. At least, that is what I tell myself. OK, well what do you want to do?”

“I want to go out on a date with my husband….”

“I hear you. Look, she is over here now, so how about this….”

Julie and Becky had retreated from the living room to Becky’s room where they were talking about the past week at school. Things had been going well until Becky started asking about Kate again.

“So you don’t know her, but she keeps waiving to you?”

Julie wanted to turn the conversation to something else. Eventually Becky would want to know where they had run into each other, and that was a road she wanted to avoid.

“Yea, I don’t know what’s up with it.”

Becky gave her a look and for a moment Julie got nervous that she might suspect something. But it passed and the girls kept talking.

About 10 minutes later the conversation came to a pause. It wasn’t anything odd, just a normal lull where nobody said anything for a few seconds. But for some reason this pause turned into an extended pause. Julie started wondering what Becky was thinking about and even looked up at her. The girls exchanged an awkward smile, but the silence continued. It started to become awkward and Julie tried to think of something to say, but found herself at a loss of words. She realized that she was thinking about Kate, and diapers, and how she was keeping Becky in the dark. An uneasy feeling grew in her stomach. Becky finally broke the silence

“So, when are you going to tell me what’s going on?” Becky asked with a hint of sadness in her voice.

It hit Julie hard and fast. The question wasn’t if something was going on, or if she was ok, it was when are you going to tell me. Which meant that Becky already knew something was going on. Julie wasn’t sure what to do. ‘It’s Becky after all, and you know you can tell her anything, right?’ she thought. ‘It’s one thing to talk about boys and stuff, but wearing diapers?’

Becky had had enough. She knew something was up with Julie and she wanted answers. Plus, she was not happy about being lied to. “Seriously Julie, what’s going on? You’ve been acting weird all week. The other day, when you were late to lunch, you said you were late to lunch cause of Sandy being slow with your science experiment. But 1 – I talked with Sandy and she said you were the one holding things up. And 2- You don’t have science class before lunch, you have English. Why did you lie to me?”

This one felt like a 2×4 to the head. Becky was totally right, and Julie knew it. Julie wasn’t the type of person who lied, especially to her best friend. Suddenly the emotions of guilt and fear welled up inside of her and she started tearing up. She tried to hold it together but wasn’t doing a good job.

Becky knew something was up, but when she saw the tears she actually felt scared for the first time. She had known, for a while, that something was going on, but it never occurred to her that what Julie was hiding might be something big, or something really bad. She was feeding off Julie’s emotions and now she too began to worry and wondered if she had made a mistake of bringing this up. But it was too late for that she realized.

Julie tied to start talking. “I know, you are right. I’m sorry, it wasn’t her fault at all… It’s just that…”

“I don’t understand says Becky, what is going on? What’s wrong? I thought like maybe you were seeing somebody or something like that.” Suddenly an idea hit her, “OMG are your parents getting a divorce or something?”

The question was so far from where Julie’s thoughts were that it actually helped. “No, of course not. They are on a date right now.”

“Then what on earth is going on?”

Julie looked over at Becky and saw her best friend desperately wanting to listen to her and know what was going on. And she wanted to reach out to her, and share her feelings. So she stopped thinking and just started talking.

It all came out. All of it… the lifelong dreams (“Ok, that’s different”), the bed wetting as a kid (“I know I wet the bed for a while when I was in kindergarten…”), the trying policy, her initial approach to her mom (“Wow, you actually told her!?”), the rules (“That’s crazy, but I guess it makes sense), the diapers, the nurse at school (“OMG, that’s where you were!?”), being changed by Mrs. Oakman (“Wait, are you telling me my Mom knows about this!?”), and now having to spend even longer in diapers. The story finally made it to the present when Julie explained to Becky that she had literally just now realized that she was going to need to pee soon and had no idea what was going to happen, since her parents were out on a date.

Julie had been talking uninterrupted (Becky’s comments aside), for quite some time. She was actually out of breath. And now that she had stopped talking she kind of came out of a daze and realized she had just spilled her guts to Becky. She took a deep breath. And another.

Becky was over the initial shock but was processing the information. It suddenly dawned on her what had just happened.

“Oh my God, Julie you just come out to me!”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean you’ve been in the closet about this diaper thing your whole life haven’t you?”

Julie knew what that meant. She didn’t know anybody personally who was gay, but there were certainly rumors. And in fact a few kids had come out in her high school, or at least that is what she had heard. And there were plenty of famous people who had made their sexuality public. Julie didn’t understand why it was such a big deal to people. Her parents had taught her to be an accepting and open minded person. Julie had never thought of herself as ‘in the closet’ but now that she thought about it, she saw that Becky point.

“Wow. Yea, I guess you are right. I just never thought of it like that.”

“Julie, oh my gosh, you were so deep in the closet you didn’t even know it!” Becky actually got up and gave Julie a big hug. “Seriously Julie, I bet that was really hard and I can understand why you didn’t want to talk about it. I’m honestly honored that you told me all this. How do you feel now?”

Julie had to admit that although she was still a bit upset, her hands were actually shaking slightly, she did feel better. It had been really hard keeping it all in, not telling her best friend, and even lying. Now that it was all out, she felt normal again for the first time it seemed.

“I’m still a little freaked out I think, but I feel better. I guess I didn’t even realize how hard it’s been keeping it all a secret.”

“Look Julie, I totally understand. I mean, it’s nobody’s business what you wear under your clothes you know? I’m certainly not going to tell anybody or anything like that.”

The two girls kept talking. Becky asked questions. Julie answered them. They talked and talked. They agreed that the easiest way to go about this was to just act like she really had to wear diapers just like her mom and dad. ‘What difference does it make why you have to wear diapers? If you have to wear em, you have to wear em, right?’ Becky said.

Eventually Mrs. Oakman knocked on the door and told them that dinner was ready and that they should wash up and come down to eat. As they headed to the bathroom Mrs. Oakman pulled Julie aside as Becky started washing up..

“Julie, can I talk with you for a minute?”

Julie didn’t pay much attention and started to continue her way to the bathroom. But Mrs. Oakman gently grabbed her arm and stopped her in her tracks.

“Julie, why don’t you come to my room?”

“”Uh, OK”. They two of them quickly hurried down the hall. Julie was a bit surprised when Mrs. Oakman closed the door.

“Sorry Julie, I wasn’t sure how to get you away from Becky, and I’m not sure I did a great job. But I need to check your diaper.”
Julie had been planning on asking what this was all about, but Mrs. Oakman just answered all of her questions. The two of them stood there staring at each other for a moment unsure of what to do next. Julie snapped out of it and started talking again.

“Oh, yea, sure.”

Since she was wearing a skirt, she just lifted it up exposing her diaper for Mrs. Oakman, who took a look at the front and then turned her around to look at the back. A few pats of the hand and Mrs. Oakman said “You look fine as far as I can tell.”

Julie dropped her skirt which fell back into place.

“Yea, I think so too.” It dawned on her that she needed to say something else. “Oh, Mrs. Oakman, I think you should know that I finally told Becky.”

Mrs. Oakman did a slow head nod of approval. “Oh, you did? Well, good, I don’t have to sneak around or anything. I was really not sure how I was going to manage to get you changed without Becky finding out.”

Julie laughed a bit. “Yea, I don’t know that you would have been able to pull that off.” A second paused and a few light bulbs went on it Julie’s head. “Wait, I just thought about something. How were you going to change me? Oh my gosh…”

Mrs. Oakman was obviously trying to suppress a smile although Julie had no idea why.

“Let me guess, you just figured out that your parents are out on a date and you were planning to spend the night here and you never thought about what would happen when you needed to have your diaper changed?”

Julie looked at Mrs. Oakman quizzically. “Wait, how… how did you know that?”

“I’m a parent Julie. Parents have special powers.”

“No seriously, how did you know?”

“I am serious Julie, although in this case credit goes to your mom.”

It clicked for Julie. “That’s why she wanted to talk to you isn’t it?”

“Good job Julie. Your mom is a smart cookie and was looking out for you. She and your dad dropped off a few supplies on their way to dinner. So later when you do need to have your diaper changed, I have a few here and can take care of it.”

Julie didn’t really know what to say, so she just said “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome. Now let’s go eat.”

Becky was already in the kitchen, and as predicted, she immediately asked where they had been. Mrs. Oakman didn’t respond but instead looked at Julie. Julie looked back at Mrs. Oakman and then looked at Becky. She had a brief moment of panic, but then remembered that she was “out” about the whole thing now, so why bother with anything but the truth.

Julie did her best to put on a show for Mrs. Oakman. She calmly answered, “Oh, your mom was checking to see if I needed to be changed. I guess my folks dropped off some diapers since I am going to be spending the night.”

Becky picked up on the confidence and played along as well. “Oh, ok. So, whats for dinner?”

Dinner turned out to be lasagna and it was delicious. After dinner the girls helped Mrs. Oakman clean up. Becky’s dad was out of town on a work trip, so it was just the three of them. They asked if Mrs. Oakman wanted to watch the Scream movie with them, but she passed, saying horror movies were just not her thing.

The movie was of course, quite scary. Julie always had to pee when she got scared, and tonight was no exception. Of course, since she was wearing a diaper, she just went whenever she needed to, which actually helped a lot. She wondered if part of what made scary movies so scary was having to pee and being scared she was going to pee her pants. Becky didn’t have that luxury and they had to pause the movie a couple of times for her to go.

The movie was getting close to the end when Mrs. Oakman came in. She asked the girls to pause it, since it was an obviously scary scene.

“I do not understand why you two love horror movies so much.” She stated with a shiver. “Anyways, I am going to go to bed. Julie, I want to check your diaper before I turn in.”

Julie stood up, assuming they would go to the bedroom. She started walking that way but Mrs. Oakman stopped her.
“Hang on, this will only take a second.” And with that she lifted up Julie skirt and took a look at her diaper. Julie couldn’t help but blush a bit. Even though her back was turned, she knew that Becky could see her diaper with her skirt up like this.

“Hmm, looks like you’re pretty soaked there. I’m definitely going to need to get you changed, so why don’t you head up stairs to my bedroom.”

Becky, feeling a bit left awkward herself, tried to easy the whole situation. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep it paused until you get back. I actually have to go to the bathroom myself.”

Julie and Mrs. Oakman headed upstairs. Mrs. Oakman told Julie to just lie on the floor in front of the bed. The room had carpet, so it wasn’t too bad, but it wasn’t anywhere near as comfortable as the changing table at home. Mrs. Oakman soon appeared with a new diaper and a few wipes. She set the diaper on the ground and sat down, handing the wipes to Julie. She then proceeded to undo the diapers tapes, but left it in place. She grabbed the new diaper, opened it up, and slid it under the old diaper. It was only after it was in place that she grabbed the wet diaper and started to take it off.

“Can you lift your hips off the ground a bit?” She asked Julie.

Julie arched her back and felt the diaper come out from under her. She relaxed and found that the new diaper was pretty much right where it needed to be.

“Go ahead and clean yourself up a bit with the wipes sweetie.” Mrs. Oakman suggested. Julie took care of that and then Mrs. Oakman pulled up the diaper and started taping it in place.

“Your mom dropped off a few extra diapers. I’ll just keep them up here for now and we can use them whenever you need them. I’ll let you know if I start to run out so you can bring over some more, ok?”

Julie thought that made perfect sense. “Sure.” She said.

“OK, well, you should be all set then. I’m heading to bed, so enjoy your movie and don’t stay up too late ok?”

The girls didn’t stay up much longer in fact. The movie ended and they both were ready for bed. Julie kept a tooth brush at Becky’s house, so she got ready pretty much just like she would at home. She even kept a pair of PJs there. Normally the girls just changed in front of each other, and Becky certainly did just that. Julie felt a brief moment of nerves when she started to get undressed. But in the end, she decided to just go for it and pulled off her skirt. She felt a bit funny standing there briefly with her diaper exposed, but Becky wasn’t even looking in her direction and she had her PJs on in a flash.

The two girls had always slept in the same bed, and they made no exceptions tonight. Soon the light was out and the two of them were off to sleep.

Chapter XV – Saturday

Julie normally slept as well with Becky as she did at home, but for some reason this night was different. She would fall asleep and then wake up shortly afterwards. Around 2 AM, Becky got out of bed to use the bathroom, and Julie realized she had to go too. Julie didn’t move though and Becky soon came back and quickly fell asleep again. Julie tried to do the same. She woke up again a little while later, and at this point, she really needed to pee. She tried to just let it happen, but for some reason things were not working right. She tried shifting positions a bit and eventually was able to relax enough. Soon her diaper felt warmer and larger, and she relaxed. She fell asleep and didn’t wake up again until the morning.

Becky had woken up before her, so Julie opened her eyes and found an empty bed. This was normal though and Julie figured she would find Becky downstairs. She hopped out of bed and started walking that way. She couldn’t help but notice her diaper felt particularly heavy. She pulled her PJs down for a brief second to take a look. The diaper was in fact really swollen. She really had wet herself a lot last night. Maybe that was why she had been having trouble sleeping. Julie shrugged and pulled her PJs back on.

Becky was already done with breakfast and was chatting with her mom at the table. Julie flopped into the chair next to Becky.

“Good morning Julie”, Mrs. Oakman said. “How you feeling? You look pretty tired.”

Julie rubbed her eyes a bit and blinked a few times to clear out the cobwebs. “Yea, I didn’t sleep super well.”

“I don’t know how you sleep at all after watching movies like that. You girls are crazy if you ask me.” Mrs. Oakman said with a shake of her head.

“I didn’t have any problems.” Becky said, “I slept just fine.”

“Julie do you want anything to eat?” Mrs. Oakman inquired.

“Sure.”

“I made some cinnamon rolls. Would you like one?”

Mrs. Oakman was quite the baker and these were, for sure, one of Julie’s favorites.

“Yes, I love those things!”

Mrs. Oakman brought Julie a plate with a couple of rolls. Julie immediately swiped a glob of frosting with her finger and stuck it in her mouth. The rolls were then devoured in short order.

The three ladies chatted a bit and then put the dishes away. Becky said she was going to take a shower. Mrs. Oakman nodded and then turned to Julie and causally said, “Julie, why don’t we get you changed while Becky showers?”

“OK.” Julie answered.

“OK, see you in a bit.” Becky nodded as she headed up stairs.

Julie and Mrs. Oakman followed soon after and Julie heard the water start in the shower for Becky. She followed Mrs. Oakman into her room and headed over to the same spot where she had been changed last night. Mrs. Oakman soon showed up with a diaper in hand. She dropped the diaper on the floor next to Julie and turned around and headed back into her own bathroom, returning a few seconds later with some wipes and baby powder. Julie had already taken her PJ pants off by that time.

“Thanks hon.” Mrs. Oakman said “Go ahead and just lie down and I’ll take care of the rest.”

As Julie put her head on the floor it occurred to her how much had changed in so little time. Just days ago she had been over here and neither Becky nor Mrs. Oakman had had a clue she was wearing a diaper. Now, Becky knew everything. Mrs. Oakman was changing her regularly. And they all talked about her diapers like it was perfectly normal.

Julie hadn’t honestly ever thought about what it would be like to have other people know about her wearing diapers. She had spent a lot of time wondering what it would be like to wear them, but it hadn’t crossed her mind how other people might react to the situation. When she was first put back in diapers though, the thought of somebody finding out had sent a shiver down her spine and scared her far more than any horror movie could. She recalled the near panic attack she had just days ago before she ended up pooping her pants at school. She had even lied to Becky about things to cover it up.

Now things were out in the open. And it was surprising how well it was all working out. Becky seemed genuinely touched when she told her everything. Mrs. Oakman talked about changing her diapers like it was no big deal. In fact, everyone seemed to be just fine with the whole thing. And while she knew she hadn’t really thought about it before, Julie was nevertheless surprising to see how something like this was so quickly accepted by people. And more importantly, the emotional weight, the guilt and, yes, the shame, she had carried for the past few days was joyfully gone.

‘Let’s not get too carried away here’ she told herself. ‘I mean, it’s one thing to have the Oakmans find out and stuff. Other people who don’t know me so well might be different though.’ Julie thought to herself.

‘Well, if you keep this up for too much longer, other people are going to find out you know?’ another voice in Julie’s head told her. ‘You can’t hide it forever.’

Julie was conflicted. She knew she was right…. people would eventually find out. But then again, she could probably keep it a secret long enough. ‘I won’t be wearing diapers forever or anything, and I’m sure most folks will never know.’ That made enough sense for Julie to stop thinking about it.

Julie realized that Mrs. Oakman had finished, so she sat up. She was about to get up and leave, but she noticed Mrs. Oakman looking at her. That look said she wanted to talk.
“What’s up Mrs. Oakamn?”

Mrs. Oakman smiled at Julie. “Oh, I was just thinking about how well you are dealing with all this.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean about you wearing diapers again. I’m just really impressed with how you are handling it. I would think that something like this would be really hard for a girl your age. But the other day, at your house when I changed you, you acted like it was no big deal. And the way you and Becky were talking last night, it was like it was perfectly normal for you to be in diapers. I just think it’s so cool that you two are able to treat something like this so maturely. It shows you two are really grown up.”

Julie chuckled a bit when she heard that last line.

“What?” Mrs. Oakman asked with a smile and a bit of a giggle herself.

“Oh, I was just thinking that it’s kind of funny to hear you talk about being mature and grown up, when you are talking about me going back to wearing diapers again like a baby.”

“Ha, well, yeah I see what you mean. But I do mean it. And you are no baby, diapers or not. You girls are just really cool about the whole thing. I’m kind of proud of you two. I’m not sure I would have been able to handle it so well when I was your age. I just can’t imagine what it must be like to, you know, need to wear diapers.”

Julie felt a bit off here, as she wasn’t 100% sure what Mrs. Oakman knew about the reason why she was back in diapers. And while she was OK with Becky knowing the whole story, she wasn’t really interested in going into all the details with Mrs. Oakman. But on the other hand, she felt like she needed to say something. She didn’t want to lie though, so she decided to tell her the truth, but maybe not the whole truth.

“Yea, when I knew I was going to start wearing diapers I was nervous for sure. And while I had thought about it a lot, I guess I never really thought much about what it would really be like. You know, like I didn’t even think about how I would need to get changed at school, or how I would tell Becky or anything. It kind of happened pretty quickly.”

“Yea, I bet. How long has it been now?”

While Mrs. Oakman was asking her question, Becky walked into the room. She had finished her shower and gotten dressed. Becky saw that Julie was in a new diaper and that they were talking, so she came in and joined them.

“Um, like a week I guess?”

“That isn’t a lot of time. And that’s why I was saying you sure seem to have gotten used to it quickly.”

“Well, to be honest it really isn’t that bad. I mean, I didn’t really know what to expect, so it’s hard to say if it’s like better or worse than I thought it would be. But I guess I don’t really mind having to wear diapers. Sometimes it’s actually kind of convenient.”

As soon as she said it, Julie realized that she had just voiced something that she hadn’t really ever said out loud before. Sure, she had thought about it a lot, but she had never come out and said she was happy to be in diapers again.

Mrs. Oakman smiled again, “Well, like I said, I think it’s just great that you have such a positive attitude about the whole thing. And you two hon” she turned to Becky “I think it’s wonderful that you are so supportive of your friend.”

Julie and Becky went back to Becky’s room. They chatted for a bit, but eventually Julie decided she needed to head home. Julie got ready to take off and was about to head out the door when Becky stopped her and gave her a big hug.

“Thanks for telling me everything Julie.”

“Thanks for being so supportive. I felt really bad about not telling you, but I wasn’t sure how to do it. And I certainly wasn’t going to talk about it at lunch.”

“Yea, I don’t blame you. What’s your plan on telling other people though? I mean, I don’t think anybody is suspicious or anything. Are you just gonna wait until next week when it’s over and not say anything?”

“I was kind of thinking that, yea. Do you think anybody else might find out though? I always wonder how obvious it is, you know? I mean, it’s hard to see on myself, but I would think you could totally tell I was wearing a diaper if you looked close enough. Can you tell?”

“Well, I guess it depends on what you are wearing. There were a couple of times I thought I noticed something different, but it never occurred to me you might be wearing a diaper. I just thought you had new jeans or something ‘cause they looked a bit different. And I think one time you were wearing a dress or something I kind of heard something, but I didn’t think what it was. I mean, now that I know, yea I can kind of tell. Like when you were wearing your PJs, I could tell you had a diaper on underneath for sure. I mean you can hear it and see it. But I don’t think most people would really notice.”

“I guess I don’t really get what you mean when you say you noticed, but couldn’t tell.”

“Well, it’s like this. Like you were wearing something the other day, and I know now that what I heard was your diaper rustling underneath. But at the time, I just heard something. I didn’t think much about it and figured it was probably just your clothes or something. It simply never occurred to me that it might be a diaper. And I’m sure it’s the same for everyone else. Well, maybe not everyone…. Kate would probably be able to tell. But seriously, I don’t think you have anything to worry about.”

“Well, I guess you are right. It’s just hard to think what it would be like. I mean, for me, it’s hard to forget that I am wearing a diaper.”

“Well, think about this. Ms. Barnard said there are a bunch of kids at our school who wear diapers like you. Have you ever seen any of them? I know I haven’t. But odds are we actually have. But more importantly, have you ever looked at somebody and even thought that maybe they were wearing a diaper? Like, did you ever think it might even be a possibility?”

“No, I didn’t. That’s a really good point.”

“Well, now you know what it’s like for everyone else. No, I think you are gonna be fine, barring sleepovers, your pants falling off, or forgetting to get dressed in the morning.”

“Or an untimely gust of wind and a dress….”

Becky laughed. “Ok, yes, I didn’t think of that. Ha, that would actually be really funny. Or like if you were standing on a subway grate like Merlyn Monrow.”

“Note to self, avoid subway grates.”

“Yea, good plan. OK, get out of here. I’ll talk with you later.”

Julie walked home and found her parents working in the yard. Mom was futzing about one of her flower beds and dad was watering some plants out back.

“How was date night mom?”

“It was lovely thank you. And how are the Oakmans?”

“Fine. By the way, thanks for dropping off some diapers for me. I totally spaced on that.”

Sally laughed, “Yea, you did.”

Ted had stopped watering and had come over to join the conversation. “Yea, lucky for you your mom was thinking for you and we were able to just drop off a few on our way to dinner. Hopefully you didn’t go through them all.”

“I have no idea….” Julie started.

Sally looked at her and said, “Don’t worry, I asked Mrs. Oakman to let me know when she needs more. I’m sure you will be fine. By the way, how did it work out last night. Mrs. Oakman said she wasn’t sure how she was going to be able to get you changed without Becky….”

Julie cut her off, “I told Becky.”

Ted raised his eyebrows, “How did that go?”

Julie didn’t seem to understand the issue. “It went fine. Dad, Becky is my best friend, she didn’t care at all.”

Chapter XVI – Sunday

Julie and her folks went to church on Sunday just like always. Being church and all, she did wear a dress. But this time she kept a keen eye out for subway grates, which was a joke since Julie knew perfectly well that there were no subways within 500 miles of her house. There was also no wind that day, which she actually was thankful for, since that, unlike random subway gates, was a real thing that could happen.

Julie wasn’t particularly worried anybody was going to figure out she had a diaper on. She remembered what Becky had said about people just not really even thinking about it. But for interest sake, she did try to pay extra attention to see if she could hear her diaper like Becky had said. Sure enough, there was a telltale rustle coming from her diaper when she walked. She also noticed an audible crinkle and crackle when she sat down in her seat. But she also figured it was probably not something most people would hear. She actually had to listen really hard to hear it when she was walking, and if there was any other sound, like her mom or dad talking, it was pretty much impossible to hear.

After church it was pancakes per usual. When that was over they headed home. They all got out and Ted and Sally headed inside with Julie coming in just behind them. They got settled and Sally picked up a magazine that had come in the mail the previous day. She sat on the couch and started thumbing around, obviously looking for something in particular. As she was flipping pages she spoke up. “Ted, check to see if Julie needs to be changed.”

Julie was in the kitchen and heard her mom too. Her father came into the kitchen and started walking in her direction. As he was walking, he made eye contact with Julie and saw her quickly force a smile in an apologetic way. He lifted up her dress and saw what looked like a dry diaper from the front. He was a bit confused about the look he had just seen, until it hit him. He turned Julie around and lifted her skirt again, this time in the back.

“Well?” Sally inquired from the top of her magazine.

“Um, I think somebody pooped their pants honey.”

He let out a small sigh and looked at Julie. She just shrugged and tried her best to smile politely. She had needed to go for a while and it had been a bit difficult to make it all the way through breakfast. She hadn’t even made it inside the house after they got home before she filled her pants.

“You know where the stuff is honey, go right ahead.” was Sally’s response to that information. Ted chuckled and Julie just shook her head. She had seen that one coming.

She turned and said, “Sorry dad, I, you know, had to go…”

“Don’t sweat it Julie.” He mumbled “Cost of doing business.”

Since it was a big job, it did take a bit longer. But eventually she was all cleaned up and she hopped off the changing table and took a look at her fresh diaper. Julie noticed that her dad had done a significantly better job than he had the last time he had changed her. “Not bad dad, a lot better than last time. Mom still has you beat though.”

Ted looked wounded. “What do you mean? Is it on wrong or something?”

“No dad, it’s fine. I just think mom might have a bit more practice than you is all. I mean, I think the count is something like dad: 2 and mom, oh, like 2000.”

“Are you kidding me? 2000? I find it a bit hard to believe your mom has changed your diaper 2000 times in the past week.”

Julie was clearly playing around and having fun with it. “Well, I was counting from when I was a baby.”

Ted began laughing. “You think I only changed your diaper twice when you were a baby? Are you serious?”

Sally chimed in from downstairs. “Hmm, no I think it was more like 5 Hon.”

Ted shook his head. “Oh, I see how it is. Well, I know when I am out numbered. I’ll just keep this in mind.” He said, wagging a finger in Julie’s direction.

Julie laughed and gave her dad a playful shove. They all met up downstairs. Sally announced that they were all going to go out for a hike.

“I’ve wanted to go on this hike for a while now. And now there is an article about it. It’s about an hour from here and you end up at this really nice lake. I think it’s a couple of miles each way, so I was thinking we could bring a picnic.”

And that’s exactly what they ended up doing. Sally grabbed a blanket and put together some sandwiches and drinks. The drive out there turned out to be more like an hour and a half. Eventually they pulled onto a dirt road and followed it for a short ways to a dusty dirt parking lot. There were quite a few other cars there already. Apparently a number of other folks had the same idea they did.

The hike in went through a nice forest, with large oaks and pines. The trail headed uphill most of the way. After 45 minutes or so it leveled out and they could see the lake. The trail split when it reached the water and made a circle around the small lake. They picked a direction at random and continued until they found a nice spot to set out the blanket.

After a quick snack and a big drink of lemonade, Julie strolled down to the water. She took off her shoes and waded in a little bit. The water looked clear and inviting, but her numb feet informed her it was in fact quite cold. The water also had the effect of making her pee. It wasn’t much though, so she didn’t give it a second thought.

She eventually went back to the blanket and had a sandwich. Her mom was laying on the blanket reading and dad appeared to be snoozing next to her. Julie sat on a corner of the blanket and admired the scenery. It was really a lovely little lake and Julie was glad they had come.

A few hours later it was time to pack up and start heading back. Julie ended up wetting herself again while they were packing up and she noticed her diaper started to feel bulky. About half way back to the car, she watched her dad pull off the trail and start peeing on a tree. Her mom shook her head, and Julie followed suit. But her brain caught onto the idea and she ended up wetting herself again, which made her diaper just plain uncomfortable. She eventually started walking funny, and her mom picked up on it.

“Julie, I do believe you are waddling a bit there.”

Eventually they made it back to the car. The parking lot had a few less cars than it had when they had arrived, but it wasn’t empty by any stretch either.

“Julie come here, let me see just how bad your diaper is.” Sally said when they reached the car.

“Right here?”

Sally looked around. “I don’t see anybody honey, just take your pants down quick.”

Julie looked around herself just to be sure. She didn’t see anybody either, so she went ahead and unbuttoned her pants and slid them down just a bit.
Sally apparently wasn’t happy with the amount of diaper that was exposed. “Julie stop being silly, there isn’t anybody here.” And with that she grasped Julie’s pants with both of her hands and firmly pulled. The pants jumped down to Julie’s thighs, fully exposing the diaper she had on underneath. She touched the diaper in a few places. “Wow, you are really soaked aren’t you?”

With her pants down and diaper out for anybody to see, Julie had given up on being modest, so took a look herself. Her mom was right, the diaper was soaked, but she kind of knew that without looking. She looked at her mom and nodded in agreement.

Sally crossed her arms. “Well, I don’t think that is going to hold up all the way home.”

Julie looked at her mom not exactly understanding what she meant. “What do you mean?”

“I mean it’s a long ride home and if you have another accident, it’s going to leak. Frankly, it would probably leak as soon as you sat down. Remember last weekend when you father forgot to change you?”

Julie had kind of forgotten about it, but she did remember now. Her dad had forgotten to change her and her pants ended up wet as a result.

“Well, we’re not going to let that happen again.” Sally started looking around. “Well, my first thought would be to put the blanket down, but it’s all dirt…”

Ted chimed in, “Just use the back of the car honey. We used to do that all the time.”

“Oh, good idea, I forgot about that.”

Sally went to the back of the car and opened up the hatch. There was an area in the back behind the seats that was flat. She started moving a few things around to make some room. Julie watched her mom take the diaper bag out and set it on top of the car and realized where this was going.

Julie spoke up. “Wait, mom. You can’t just change me in the back of the car. People could see.”

Sally kept rearranging things in the back of the car. After another moment she came out and looked at Julie. She must not have liked the look on Julie’s face, because she began shaking her head.

“Julie, this isn’t up for debate.” Sally said, kindly but firmly. “I’m not letting you into this car in that.” She pointed to Julie’s still exposed diaper. “I’m not having your diaper leak on my car’s seats. And you aren’t getting in here without a diaper on either, so let’s get this over with. This is why I brought the diaper bag.”

“But what if somebody…” Julie started to plead.

Sally wasn’t having any of it. “Julie I really don’t understand what the problem is. First of all, nobody is going to see. I mean, even if somebody did show up you can’t see into the back of the car unless you are standing right behind it. Your dad will keep an eye out. But more importantly, this is just part of the cost of doing business.”

Julie remembered her dad saying that earlier when he had to change her. “What? What does that even mean?”

Ted jumped in. “The cost of doing business. It’s a way of saying there are just certain unavoidable costs to certain things. You run a restaurant and you have to pay for a stove and a fridge. You run a vet clinic and you have to buy for medicines for the cats and dogs. You run a car wash and you have to buy soap.”

Sally picked up when Ted paused. “You wear diapers, you are going to have to have your diapers changed. And it’s not always going to be on the changing table at home. Look honey,” Sally began in her semi apologetic voice, “I’m not going to be tied to the house just because I have a kid who wears diapers. I didn’t do that when you were a baby, and I’m not going to do it now. This family has been going on hikes since before you were born, and we’re not going to stop now just because you’re in diapers again. I’m sorry, but that diaper is soaked and you need to be changed right now.”

Julie heard what her mom was saying, but was still not happy about the thought of having her diaper changed in the back of the car where it was possible somebody could see it. She looked at her dad for support, but he just smiled and shook his head.

“Cost of doing business hon. And trust me, I know how likely you are to get your mom to change her mind.”

Julie rolled her eyes and said mockingly to her dad, “Oh, I see how it is, I’m out numbered.”

Ted laughed.

Julie did know her dad was right. The odds of getting her mom to change her mind once it was made up was around the same chances of winning the lottery. Julie took a deep breath and exhaled defeatedly.

“OK, fine whatever. Let’s just get this over with. Dad, you better seriously keep a look out. I swear if you see anybody coming you better say something.”

Julie didn’t bother pulling her pants up. Instead she just took them off along with her shoes after walking to the back of the car. She saw her mom had spread out the picnic blanket in the back. She tried to get in as far as she could, but it wasn’t a huge space. Her bare legs hung over the back bumper.

Sally grabbed the diaper bag from the roof and set it down next to her. She grabbed a diaper and some wipes. Julie was glad her mom was doing this and not her dad, since her mom was much faster. Sally had just gotten a clean diaper under Julie when Ted spoke up.

“Better hurry up, I see a bunch of people coming.”

Julie bolted up without thinking about it and nearly hit her mom. Sally jumped back to avoid being hit. Julie looked at the trail and didn’t see anything. She looked at her dad and saw him stifling a laugh. Julie shot him the dirtiest look she could muster.

“Sorry,” Ted started, still giggling, “I couldn’t resist.”

Julie lay back down and her mom pulled the diaper between her legs and taped it in place. She then helped Julie get her pants back on. Julie then hopped out of the car and Ted put the rest of their stuff back in. Soon enough they were on their way home. Julie spent a good part of the ride trying to come up with a way to get back at her dad.

Chapter XVII – Monday

Julie’s Monday started off in her new normal way. Mom changed her in the morning; she got dressed and then was off to school. Julie did spend a bit more time than normal picking out her clothes. She remembered what Becky had been saying about being able to tell if she was wearing a diaper or not. She figured she had to kind of choose a happy middle ground here. Yoga pants or anything really tight fitting and you could see the diaper outline. Skirts too lose and there was that slim chance you could hear the diaper. In the end, Julie just went with a pair of jeans.

Nothing much of interest happened in class, and she managed to stay dry throughout the morning. When her literature class ended, she started walking towards her normal lunch spot with every intention of having lunch with her friends. She was about half way there when she finally realized that the “Hey. Excuse me.” voice she had been hearing might actually be directed at her.

Julie stopped and turned around to see who was talking to her. She didn’t see any of her friends anywhere though. She turned back around and was about to start walking again when a hand gently touched her shoulder, causing her to flinch slightly in surprise.

“Woah, sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. I thought you saw me.”

Julie did a double take. Kate. Again. And now they were talking. She wasn’t sure what to say, so she finally managed an awkward ‘Hi.’

Kate didn’t hesitate and just jumped right in.

“Hi. I’m Kate.” Kate extended her hand.

“Nice to meet you Kate.” Julie wanted to be polite so she gently shook Kate’s hand. “I’m Julie.” She paused and then continued. “I’m not really sure, I mean, do I know you?”

Kate didn’t skip a beat. “Nice to meet you Julie. I’m sorry, I don’t think we have officially met, and I wasn’t sure if you recognized me. I saw you the other day at Ms. Bernard’s office. You kind of ran into me.” As she said this Kate made a funny face and laughed to show that she thought it was funny, and not that she was upset or anything like that.

Julie did of course remember that moment, although outside of Becky, she hadn’t told anyone about it. Is that why Kate had been waving to her? Was Kate upset with her for running into her perhaps?
“Yea, I’m sorry about that. I should have apologized. I….”

“Oh, don’t worry about it. Trust me, I’ve been there.”

There was something about the way Kate said ‘I’ve been there’ that caught Julie’s attention and gave her pause. She looked up at Kate. Kate looked back at her, raised her eyebrows and nodded. Julie’s heart skipped a beat. Her intuition was telling her something that didn’t make any sense.

“Wait, what are you talking about?” Julie asked slowly.

If Kate was aware of Julie’s apprehension, she wasn’t letting on. “I was talking about when you were waiting to go see Ms. Bernard, and when I opened the door to leave, you nearly bowled me over trying to get inside.”

Julie thought about her friends waiting for her at lunch. She wasn’t totally sure where this was going, but she decided she wanted to get there quickly. Time for the direct route.

“No, I mean the part about ‘I’ve been there’. What do you mean? Do you run into people a lot or something?”

Kate looked at Julie, paused, and then smiled again. “Ok, good, that’s what I thought. Look, I think you know what I mean. I get the feeling you are in a hurry, but if you have a few minutes I’d like to talk with you a bit. I think you might really want to hear about something.”

Julie had a couple of thoughts. Maybe Kate was trying to recruit her for the volleyball team. Maybe this was some kind of senior thing. But her instincts said it was none of the above.

“You got a few minutes?” Kate asked again.

Julie decided to say yes. She looked at Kate and nodded.

“Ok, come over here and we can sit.” Kate said.

Julie followed Kate over to a small concrete bench. They sat down.

“Is this about the volleyball team? One of my friends told me you play. She said you were really good.”

Kate shook her head. “Nope, but if you want to talk volleyball we can do that too. No, this is about something else. We call it D Club.”

Julie heard ‘Glee Club’. “Oh, I’m a really bad singer…”

“What? Singer?” Kate said with a confused look on her face. Then she got it and smiled. “No, not Glee club, D club. As in the letter D. D as in diaper.”

On the one hand Julie nearly freaked out. On the other hand, she told herself, ‘I knew it.’ She knew it from the moment Kate had looked at her and raised her eyebrows and nodded. And Kate knew it too, Julie was sure of that. Julie followed the thought all the way through to the end. It was really hard to believe, but all the pieces fit and it made too much sense to be anything else. Julie looked at Kate and stated matter of factly, “You wear diapers too.”

Kate smirked, “Smart girl. I told you you knew what this was about.” She set down her bag and looked Julie in the eyes. “So here is the thing. About 3 years ago, when I was a freshman…. You’re a freshman right?” Julie nodded. “Right, thought so. So when I was a freshman, this really cool senior girl came up to me one day and wanted to talk. I was like, wow a random senior wants to talk to me, that’s weird. But she seemed nice so I started talking with her.

“She starts telling me this story about how she was in a car accident when she was young. It was pretty bad I guess, they got hit at a stop light or something and some people in the other car actually died. I’m sitting there thinking, wow that really sucks. But why are you telling me this? I don’t even know you. It all seemed really strange. I even started to wonder if she might be a little crazy you know?

“Anyways, the accident put her in the hospital for a while she says. She starts telling me that she was lucky she didn’t have any kind of serious brain injury, or lose a leg. I guess there was a time when they were not sure about that. So she tells me she considers herself really fortunate all said and done. But then she hits me with this. She tells me that as a result of the car accident, she wets herself all the time, so she has to wear diapers.

“I’m sitting there, kind of where you are, and I’m thinking wow, this is really crazy, because I was wearing a diaper too. And she looks at me and says, I don’t know what your story is, but I do know you are wearing a diaper. And I know what that can be like.

“So then she starts telling me about this thing she called D Club. It’s not an official club like the Math Club or something like that. It’s just a group of kids at the school who get together every so often and go get lunch or something like that. The seniors who have cars usually drive and they go off campus to some random fast food place. The only thing is that the kids in the club all wear diapers.

“So at this point I ask her, how did she know I wore diapers? She gave me some kind of wishy washy answer about it just being a lucky guess. I called her on it and she said she could explain some other time. So I then asked, ‘is it like some kind of support group?’ and she says, well, I guess although I don’t really think of it that way. For me it’s just a group of friends. We aren’t like best friends or anything; I mean we are all pretty different and probably wouldn’t normally hang out. But we all have this random thing in common. And we look out for each other.

“So yea, that was me three years ago. And I ended up meeting with these people and I found out they were all pretty nice. Some of them I didn’t see at all outside of the occasional lunch. Some of them I became pretty close with.

“Anyways, even though there isn’t any kind of official rules or anything, it’s kind of understood that the seniors in the group take the lead or whatever when it comes to new folks. So that’s why I figured I would approach you and invite you to the club.

Julie had not seen this coming. Not in a million years. But hearing the story and watching Kate tell it really touched her. Kate was cool. Kate had confidence. Kate was a popular girl who was supposedly an amazing volleyball player, and still was kind enough to do something like this. Some part of her really wanted Kate to be her friend.

“Wow, Kate” Julie said slowly, she was still getting used to talking with this girl, “Wow, that’s really crazy. I’m kind of not sure…. How did you even know I wear diapers?”

Kate laughed. “Well, as I said, I’ve been there. I know what it’s like to be stuck outside Ms. Bernard’s office waiting. So I kind of knew right then and there. But I wasn’t like, 100% sure, so I kind of kept an eye out for you. I was pretty confident, but I knew for sure just now. When I was like “trust me I’ve been there” I could tell by the way you reacted. You were like “wait, does she mean…?” And then I knew and decided to really talk with you. Don’t worry, it’s not like it’s obvious you have a diaper on.

“I thought you were in there about you knee…”

“My knee? No, the trainers do that kind of stuff. I was in there for the same reason you were waiting to get in. I can’t stand changing in the bathrooms stalls.”

Julie was still processing everything Kate had said and the conversation kind of stalled here for a second. Julie wasn’t really sure what to do or say. Kate eventually started speaking.

“So anyways, I know this is short notice and all, but we, the D Club, are going out to lunch tomorrow. And I wanted to see if you wanted to come? I mean, it’s totally cool if you don’t want to. I haven’t told anybody else, and if you want to keep this whole thing a secret, that’s your call and your business. I can totally understand if you don’t want to meet other folks and for people to know about this. But I will say, I was really hesitant to do it when I was in your shoes, but I am so glad I did.”

“Wait, you mean you all are meeting for lunch tomorrow?” Julie asked. It was a dumb question and Julie regretted it the second she said it. But this was just all happening so fast.

“Yea, that’s what I mean. And you need to get your parent’s permission to go off campus. But it’s totally cool, Ms. Bernard knows all about it so they can call her if they want to check up on it.”

“I, I guess I don’t really know.”

“Looks, its fine either way and you don’t need to make up your mind right now. If you wanna go, just show up at the parking lot circle at lunch. We leave like 5 minutes after class gets out, ‘cause it’s not like lunch is really long. If you wanna come, just show up.”

“Well, thanks, I’ll think about it.”

“Ok, do that. Look, I’m gonna split and go grab lunch. It was nice to meet you Julie. Maybe I’ll see you tomorrow.”

With that Kate got up and started to walk away. Julie suddenly wanted to ask her a ton of questions, but she was gone.

Julie was flustered and a bit out of sorts afterwards. She stumbled over to lunch and joined her friends, who fortunately didn’t ask where she had been. She glanced over at Becky who did give her a look that said ‘You ok?’ to which she responded with a nod of the head and a blink of an eyes that said ‘Yea, tell you later’.

Later turned out to be on the phone after school. Julie did her best to relay the conversation to Becky as best she could remember it.

“Wow Julie, that is almost unbelievable. So, does this mean Kate wears diapers too?”

“I guess so. I mean, she didn’t say no when I said ‘you wear diapers’ and she said she hates changing in the bathroom stalls….”

“Well, yea I guess that kind of answers that. So are you gonna go?”

“I don’t know. I mean, on the one hand, I’m not sure I want to have a bunch of strangers know I wear diapers. Who knows, they might be jerks or something. And what if they started telling other people?”

“Julie that doesn’t seem likely. Don’t they all wear diapers too?”

“I guess so huh. Yea, I didn’t…. I mean yea, you’re probably right.”

“Well, do you want to go? I mean, do you want to meet other people who wear diapers? Or do you think that would be like, weird? I know this is still pretty new and all.”

“I mean, yea, it’s new and stuff. But maybe meeting other people would be a good thing.”

“Well, the way I see it, I don’t see how it could be a bad thing. I mean, you wear diapers, they wear diapers, plus it’s off campus lunch. I don’t see much downside. Plus,” Becky added with her smarty pants voice, “It’s not like we know a lot of seniors and you seem to think this Kate girl is nice.”

“I know I hardly know her, but she seems really cool.”

“Julie, Kate is really cool. She’s a senior. She’s the captain of the girls volleyball team, she is beautiful, she supposedly has college scholarship offers…. That pretty much makes her the coolest person you know.”

Julie laughed, “Aww, you are still the coolest person I know Becky.”

Becky sarcastically replied “Thanks, I love you too. But I’m serious. And my point is, if Kate thinks this D club thing is cool, I bet it is. Seriously Julie, what do you have to lose?”

Julie thought about it for a minute. Wasn’t part of the trying policy learning what it was like to wear diapers? And wouldn’t meeting other diaper wearers help her learn? The answer was obvious.

“I guess I need to talk with my mom and get her to sign a permission slip…”

Chapter XVIII – Tuesday

Julie slept poorly. She had gone to bed as normal, but as she was drifting off to sleep she had turned over and looked at her ceiling. She noticed that her stars were still glowing, and glowing quite brightly. She wondered how long they would keep glowing before they ran out of energy. Her last thought before falling asleep was about maybe putting up a few new ones.

Once she fell asleep, she kept having dreams about forgetting to put pants on and showing up at school in her diaper. In a second dream she found herself surrounded by faceless people who wanted to know why she was wearing a diaper.

When her alarm clock finally did go off, Julie felt like she hadn’t really slept much at all. As she rolled out of bed and finally stood up, the weight and large size of her diaper caught her by surprise. Julie remembered all of her dreams, but she didn’t recall having to go to the bathroom in any of them, and she didn’t remember wetting when she was awake either. But there was no mistaking it, her diaper must have been soaked. It felt much bigger than Julie was used to, so she reached down with her hand to feel it. Immediately Julie determined that she her diaper was in fact totally wet, and more importantly, it had in fact leaked a bit into her PJs. This really made Julie pause, and then her heart skipped a beat as she looked at the bed and saw that her PJs were not the only thing that was wet. There was a small, but clearly visible wet spot where she had been. Unsure what to do next, she decided to just take off her PJs and head down stairs.

Luckily, mom was already down sipping coffee and checked her diaper before anything else happened.

“Wow, you’re really wet there honey. I’m surprised it didn’t leak.”

“Funny you should say that.” Julie replied. She told her mom about the PJs and the wet spot on the bed. Sally sighed and then told her to go strip the bed and throw the PJs in the laundry. “I’ll get you in clean diaper after you do that OK? I just really want to finish my coffee first. That used to be a rule back in the day you know? No diapers until after I finish my cup of coffee. Well, I guess we only did that when you were a bit older now that I think about it. But I think I might just re-implement that one.”

Julie stripped the bed, and took the sheets and her PJs to the laundry room. Soon after that, she was laying on her back on the changing table. Her mom was sprinkling some baby powder on her and said “Oh, and we decided it’s fine for you to go to lunch. I put the permission slip in your backpack.”

“Oh, thanks mom.” Julie hadn’t been sure how that was going to play out. Last night she had told her mom about D club and asked if she could go. Julie had not anticipated it, but Sally had a ton of questions. Julie had done her best to answer them.

“Wait, who is Kate?” her mom had asked.

“I don’t really know.” She went on and explained how she had run into Kate when she was waiting to get changed and how she had seen her around and then what happened yesterday. “She came to me and talked about D Club…. She seems nice.”

“Are you sure this is for real?”

“She said you could talk to Ms. Bernard if you have questions….”

“So I am supposed to just let you go off campus for lunch with total strangers? That makes me a little nervous sweetie.”

Julie hadn’t really thought of it like that, but now that she did, she thought it might explain the origin of last night’s dreams.
In the end Sally had turned the tables and was making Julie decide.

“So you feel like you are ready to meet other kids who wear diapers? You feel like you have gotten to that point already?”

“Yea, well, I guess so. I mean, Kate said they all look out for each other, and that is probably a good thing right?”

“Personally I think it’s fine if you want to join this ‘D club’. I just want to make sure you are, you know, really ready for something like this. You haven’t been wearing diapers all that long really. But if you feel like you are ready to join a club of people who wear diapers, I’m all for it. I’ll just want to talk to your dad and make sure he feels the same way.”

Well, Dad must have felt the same way Julie thought to herself.

Julie went straight to the school’s office after getting dropped off. She turned in the note from her mom and was eventually handed a pink slip of paper that said “Off Campus Lunch Pass” and had the date written in the ‘date’ box with an illegible signature at the bottom. She put the pass in her backpack and headed off to class.

Whatever had caused her to wet the bed so much last night continued and Julie needed a change during her lit class. She took the hall pass and headed to Ms. Bernard’s office. The door opened quickly after she knocked and Ms. Bernard smiled and waved her in.

Julie had wanted to ask Ms. Bernard something and didn’t waste any time. “Ms. Bernard, do you know about the D Club?”

Ms. Bernard looked a bit surprised. “You already know about that? Wow, word sure travels fast. I guess I shouldn’t be all that surprised, it is high school after all. Anyways, to answer your question, yes, I do.”

Julie already knew that. Kate has told her as much, but she wanted to start there. She kept going though and asked,

“So, do you like tell the people in the club about new people who wear diapers? I mean, is that how they find out?”

Ms. Bernard had just come out of the back room and had one of Julie’s diapers in her hand. But as soon as Julie asked her question she set it down on the counter and turned to Julie with a very serious look on her face.

“Julie, I need to make something perfectly clear here.” Julie was a bit startled at this new, very serious, tone. “I, as I have told you, am not allowed to discuss what happens in here with other people. And I take that VERY seriously. Now would you mind telling me why you are asking? Did somebody say something that would make you believe…”

Julie cut her off and began speaking apologetically. “No. No, not at all. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that. Nobody said anything like that.”

“Ok, good.” Ms. Bernard said with a clear sense of relief. “I do NOT want to go through what the previous…. Well, never mind, it’s just I am glad to hear that.” A light when on in Julie’s head. She wasn’t sure but she had a pretty good idea about something. “But I take it you are now aware of the D club as well. Who talked to you?”

“Kate. She talked to me about it just yesterday. I guess they are going to lunch today and she invited me to come along.”

“Are you planning to go?” Ms. Bernard asked as she picked up the diaper she had set down and motioned with her head for Julie to lie down.

“Well, I talked with my mom and she gave me permission to go. I think I will, but I am kind of nervous still.”

Ms. Bernard didn’t respond for a bit and focused instead on getting Julie’s diaper changed. Nobody said anything for a bit. Eventually Ms. Bernard had the tapes in place and moved to the sink to wash her hands.

“Well, it’s up to you Julie, but I will say this much. I like Kate a lot. She is a really nice girl and you seem like one too. You might make some new friends and that is never a bad thing.”

Julie just nodded in response.

“Ok, get back to class young lady.” Ms. Bernard said.

When the lunch bell finally did ring, Julie took a deep breath and started walking towards the traffic circle. Julie had never gone off campus at lunch before, but apparently a number of kids did as there was a small herd of people headed that way. She got to the gate that led off campus and to the traffic circle and there was one of the assistant principals, Mr. Suarez, there checking students for passes. Julie fished hers out of her backpack and handed it over when she got there. Mr. Suarez gave it a quick glance, and then handed it back to Julie and grabbed the next pass from a student behind her.

Julie walked past the gate and stood at the sidewalk with the traffic circle right in front of her. Kids were getting into a few cars that pulled up, although most students were walking to the parking lot, presumably to get in their own cars. As she looked around, Julie quickly realized that most of these kids were not in D Club. Julie saw a girl a couple of yards away with tight fitting black yoga pants on. A quick look at the girls butt and Julie knew she wasn’t going to be having lunch with her. Julie was still looking at the girls butt, so she didn’t notice the car pull up and stop in front of her. She did however recognize her name when somebody called it out.

“Julie?”

Julie looked up and saw a girl she didn’t know in the passenger seat calling her name. She was about to look around and make sure the girl wasn’t talking to some other Julie when she saw Kate, who was behind the wheel, bend over towards the passenger seat and wave. Julie’s heart skipped a beat and her stomach tensed up into a knot. She took a breath, stepped towards the car, opened the door to the back seat and got in.

“Ok, let’s roll.” Kate said as she pulled the car out of the circle and then made a right turn out of the school.

They were on the road before Julie had really had a chance to do much more than get her seatbelt buckled. Now that she had that done, she looked around and saw there were two other girls in the car besides Kate. The girl in the back seat was looking at her already and when they made eye contact, Julie managed an awkward “Hi.”

Kate jumped right in.

“OK, everyone this is Julie. Julie,” she pointed to the girl in the passenger seat “this is Sarah. And that’s Jill sitting next to you.”

Everyone exchanged hellos and it was just like any other time Julie had met anyone, except for the fact that these girls presumably were all wearing diapers just like her.

Sarah and Kate started chatting. “Do you know if Sam is coming today?” Sarah wanted to know.

“I think so. I’m pretty sure she was getting a ride with Rick or something. I’m glad too, I haven’t seen her in a while. We might have a good turn out today for a change.” Kate stole a glance in her rear view mirror and caught Julie’s eyes. “Sometimes not many people make it out. Last month I think it was only 5 of us.”

Jill was using her cell phone. She spoke up, “Yea, Sam is coming she says. They are just ahead of us I think.”

The other girls kept chatting and were talking about people Julie didn’t know so she just sat and listened. Soon enough Kate turned into a strip mall parking lot and they parked the car in front of a Panda Express. Everyone got out and headed inside.

High school lunch was at 11:30, so the place wasn’t really packed yet. Julie got in line behind the other girls. She had been here before and was actually happy to be back. When it was her turn she ordered herself a Panda bowl with orange chicken. Kate was in front of her. When Kate had finished paying she turned to Julie and said to come towards the back when she was done. Soon enough Julie picked up her tray, turned the corner and started heading in the direction of Kate.

As she turned, Julie saw that people had stuck a couple of tables together and were all sitting down together. She counted 9 people already there. She walked over and took an empty seat next to Jill from the car. Julie started eating and looking around. There were 4 guys and 6 girls including herself, and she didn’t recognize any of them other than Kate and the 2 girls she had just met in the car.

A few minutes had gone by when a guy sitting across from Kate (an attractive guy Julie quickly noticed) spoke up. “OK, everyone, thanks for coming, it’s a pleasure to see you all, I’ve missed you greatly. I can’t tell you how wonderful it is to see you all again.” Julie didn’t know the guy but even she could tell her was just playing around. A few people chuckled. His voice changed and Julie now knew he was being serious. “Anyways, not tons of time and lots to do today, so let’s get to it. Kate?”

Kate smiled and nodded. “Thank you Tom. Well said as always. So, we have a few new folks with us today and we will get to that in just a minute. But, as we do on occasions like this, a quick reminder of the ground rules for everyone here.

Kate took on a more authoritative voice here and her presence in the room seemed to grow. “First rule of D club” Kate said quite seriously, “is that we don’t talk about D club.” Julie instantly saw why Kate was the Captain of the volleyball team. She wasn’t joking around. “The second rule of D club. WE NEVER TALK ABOUT D Club!” Kate brought her hand down on the table to add emphasis to this. The table shook a bit from the force of Kate’s hand.

The room went dead silent. Julie suddenly felt really awkward and didn’t know what to do. She saw Kate glaring across the table at some poor girl who just withered under her stare. Tom was sitting there stone faced and looking serious to the point of threatening. Julie quickly looked at her bowl of food and was grateful that nobody had stared at her. The silence dragged on for another few seconds. And then another few seconds. Julie began to think that this had been a very, very bad idea.

And then Julie heard somebody trying to stifle a laugh, but failing. Others heard it too and there were suddenly a few snorts, and then laughter broke out everywhere. Julie looked up from her bowl and saw Tom covering his mouth with one hand and pointing across the table at Kate with the other. Kate was laughing really hard. Tom finally managed to speak.
“Oh my God Kate, I think that might have been the best ever.”

It dawned on Julie it was a joke. People kept laughing for a little bit and Kate finally spoke up.

“OK, sorry new folks, but that is a long standing tradition. Consider yourselves initiated into the club. I apologize if I frightened anybody and I assure you I fell for it really bad the first time.”

The girl Julie had seen Kate glaring at looked at Kate and spoke up. “Oh my God,” she said, obviously quite relieved, “I thought you were serious.”

Kate smiled apologetically and said “I’m sorry.” Kate looked at Tom and gave him a nod and he started speaking.

“Ok, seriously though, there is a reason we use that same joke with new people. It’s to show how important the real first rule is. The first real rule of D club is that we never take our selves too seriously. Smile, laugh and enjoy life people. That’s what we are all about. The only other thing we ask is that you respect people’s privacy. Don’t tell your friends who all is in the club, unless that person has given you permission to do so. This is high school and there are enough rumors and stuff on their own. This club has managed to stay below the radar for a long time. Let’s keep it that way please, for all our sakes.”

Kate jumped in. “Exactly. Just use common sense and everything will be fine. You will find that most people are really very cool about the whole thing. I mean, my entire team knows I wear diapers, but they don’t talk about it and they don’t care about it. And if I have learned anything, it’s that the less you care about it, the less of an impact it will have in your life.”

Kate took a breath. “Anyways, let’s get to the introductions. We have, 3? Or is it 4?”

A random boy on the other side of the table spoke up, “3, the other one couldn’t make it he said.”

“OK, 3 it is. Before we get to the new folks, let’s just quickly go around the table and say our names. If you are new, just wait til everyone else goes and then we will come back to you.
Julie remembered the names of the girls from the car, but everyone else was new. She tried to keep track, but folks went quickly and she gave up hope of trying to remember so many new names all at once. Soon enough the intros had made it all the way around and Kate started speaking again.

“OK, so new folks (Kate specifically looked at Julie), you’re up. It’s totally up to you how much you want to share. Julie, would you mind going first?”

Julie nodded. This was a lot different than giving a speech on Edgar Allen Poe in front of her class.

“Sure. Uh, hi, my name is Julie. I’m a freshman…” Julie kept it short. She mentioned where she lived and where she had gone to middle school. “So, yea, that’s me.” She looked at Kate and raised her eyebrows trying to figure out of that was what folks had been looking for.

Kate must have liked it. “Thanks Julie, it’s nice to meet you. OK, who is next?”

A boy, Tom it turned out, a couple of seats away spoke up. “I guess I’ll go.”

Tom, Julie learned, was new to the school and to the area. Unlike Julie, Tom decided to share a lot of information. He was a Junior and this was the 3rd high school he had attended. His parents were divorced and his dad moved around a lot. All he said about his mom was that he didn’t even want to talk about her. He said that he had been in a serious car accident 5 years ago or so and that was why he was in diapers. He talked about various surgeries and medical stuff that Julie had never heard of before.

Julie couldn’t help but notice that Tom was not a very happy person. He seemed pretty angry and upset at how his life was going and didn’t really seem very friendly. Julie felt bad for him.

“So, I’m here for who knows how long, but yea, I guess it’s nice to meet you all.” Tom concluded.

Tom sat back down. Kate quietly and kindly said, “Thanks for sharing that Tom, glad you could make it today. OK, we have one more right?”

The girl who had been stared down by Kate spoke up. Her name was Jenna and she also kept her speech short like Julie. Jenna was also a Freshman and Julie learned that they had actually gone to middle school together, although she didn’t recognize her at all. Jenna did mention that she had been wearing diapers all her life and that ‘urinary incontinence’ (Julie was smart enough to realize that meant she wet her pants) was really common in the females on her dad’s side of the family.

Jenna sat back down and Kate thanked her for coming. “We have about 15 more minutes and then we need to head back folks.” Kate stated.

After that, people started just chatting with each other. Jill, who had been sitting next to her, got up and sat by some other people. Julie hadn’t finished her lunch, so she kept eating. She had just finished when a girl she didn’t recognize sat down next to her.

“Hi Julie.” The girl said.

“Hi.”

There was a pause. Then the girl spoke up. “I’m Sam. I’m guessing you don’t remember me?”

Julie hadn’t recognized the girl at all and just assumed they had never met. But that was obviously not the case. She looked again. The girl looked maybe a bit familiar, but Julie couldn’t place her.

“I’m sorry, I don’t…” Julie started.

“Oh, don’t worry. It’s not at all surprising. We had math class together like 2 years ago I think back in middle school. Pre-algebra.”

Julie thought back, “With Mr. Minimede?”

“Yea, exactly. I was in 8th grade and you must have been in 7th grade. Math isn’t exactly my favorite subject. I probably looked a lot different too.”

It suddenly hit Julie. “Sam Pritchard!? Oh my gosh.”

Sam smiled. “Yea, that’s me.”

Julie did remember Sam, but she was struggling to believe this was the same person. The girl sitting next to her looked like somebody who could have been an athlete. The Sam she remembered was a LOT bigger.

“Wow, you uh, lost…”

“A lot of weight? Yea I know. I was in a bad place back in middle school.” Sam went on, “I had some major issues with self esteem back then and, well, I had some other issues to. Long story. But yea, I was over weight and didn’t care back then. It actually got so bad I started having diabetes and other major health problems. You know, it was actually the summer after that year that things were the worst. I started having a lot of accidents and my parents made me wear diapers. The doctors told me I was going to probably be in diapers for the rest of my life if I didn’t make some major changes.”

“Wow.” Was all Julie could think to say.

“Yea. But you know what, it was probably the best thing that ever happened to me. I had been pretending that I didn’t care about anything, especially my body. But for whatever reason, the diapers were the kick in the rear I guess I needed. I told my parents that I wanted to change. They didn’t really understand how serious I was at first. But eventually they did. It took me almost a full year before I lost 100 pounds. And from there I just kept going.”

“Wow, I mean, that is amazing. I seriously didn’t recognize you.”

Sam laughed. “Yea, I get that a bit. And honestly, I am not even the same person as I was back then. I was seeing a psychologist for a while there and I finally dealt with some issues I needed to deal with. That probably made a bigger difference for me than the whole diet and exercise thing if you can believe it.” Sam took a deep breath and let it out. “It’s amazing what you can do when you really try. It took me a long time, but I was able to really change. And I’m finally all better and have a clean bill of health for the first time in years.”

Julie had a thought pop in her head. It came out of her mouth before she really had a chance to think if she should be asking this. “Wait, so do you still wear diapers?”

“Actually no. It took me a long time, but I stopped wearing like 6 months ago. I probably could have stopped before that, but I was just really paranoid about having an accident without a diaper on. I had been in diapers for close to 2 years and re-potty training is harder than you might think. But I still come to these lunches since I know a lot of people here.”

Julie didn’t really know what to say. She was still a bit shocked that the girl in front of her was Sam.

“So, I don’t want to pry or anything, but I’m kind of surprised to see you here. You didn’t say much during the introductions, and certainly nothing I didn’t already know. You doing OK? I mean, have you always worn diapers?”

Julie hadn’t thought much about this part. What should she say? It was obvious that the people here, unlike her, were not wearing diapers by choice. Should she lie? She felt that just saying, ‘oh I just wanted to see what it would be like’ would be almost rude or something. On the other hand, Sam had been so open and honest with Julie that she felt somewhat obligated to not just make something up. She decided to try and find a middle ground.

“Well, no, this is all pretty new to me.”

“How new?”

“Uh, I guess it’s been a little over a week now.”

Sam’s eyes widened and her mouth fell open. “You mean like, you just started wearing diapers again last week?” Julie nodded. “Is this like the first time?” Julie nodded again. “Wow! Are you doing ok? I had a really hard time when I first started wearing diapers. I didn’t want to leave the house and was super depressed. Then again, I was like that before kind of too.”

“Uh, I guess I am doing OK. I mean, it is still a little weird for sure, but I’m getting used to it. Ms. Bernard is really nice.” Julie felt a bit of satisfaction knowing that everything she had said was true.

“Yea, you are lucky there. Ms. Bernard is super cool, especially compared to Mrs. Lott, the person before her. She was mean and nobody liked her. Anyways, I’m glad you are doing so well. It can be really traumatic for people who haven’t been wearing diapers their whole life to suddenly start again. People like Kate, and I guess Jenna too, have never know anything but diapers so I think they are better adjusted to the whole thing.”

Julie knew that made sense intuitively. “Yea, Tom seemed a bit, angry or something.”

Sam glanced around and saw Tom sitting with a couple of other guys on the other side of the table. “Yea, we get a few people like that for sure. There was a guy who graduated last year that we all worried about a lot. He hated diapers, and was just so angry and bitter. I talked with him a few times, but he wasn’t really interested in listening. I know what it is like to be angry and hurting inside. But I learned that the desire to change has to come from within. My parents had been trying to get me to change for a long time, but I wasn’t interested. And until somebody is ready on their own, there isn’t much you can do.”

Julie noticed that people were starting to clear their trays and head back to the cars. “Well, it was nice seeing you again Sam. I guess folks are gonna get going.”

“Yea, it was nice to see you again.” Sam said as she gently touched Julie’s shoulder. “Look, if you ever need anything, or want to talk or whatever, I’m totally happy to do so.”
“Thanks Sam, that’s really nice of you.”

It was time to go and everyone headed out. Julie got back in the car with Kate. The girls who had ridden with them before got rides in other cars, so it was just the two of them. Julie had kind of hoped to get a moment alone with Kate. She had been wanting to tell her something ever since Ms. Bernard’s office that morning. Shortly after pulling out of the parking lot, Julie broke the silence.

“So, you know how you were telling me how that senior that talked to you when you were a freshman knew you wore diapers?”

Kate was driving so she didn’t turn to look at Julie, but responded “Yea, sure.”

“I think I know how she knew.”

“Oh really?” Kate added with a laugh. She didn’t realize that Julie was serious.

“Yea, I think the school nurse must have told her.”

Kate’s head snapped around and she looked at Julie with wide eyes and a look that said ‘are you kidding me.’ She then shook her head and slowly spoke “How did you know that?”

“It was something Ms. Bernard said this morning. Well, she didn’t really say it so much as it was how she reacted to something I asked her. Plus, I mean, it just makes sense. Who else at the school would be in a position to know who wears diapers and stuff.”

“Wow, you really are smart aren’t you? OK, look I’ll tell you something but you gotta understand this is NOT public knowledge or anything you should tell anyone ever. But yea, you are right. Mrs. Lott was aware of the D Club, and she did tell some people about new people. And it got her fired. It was a really messed up situation. I mean, she was kind of doing a good thing and the D club was able to reach out to some people that we might not have ever known about. But she wasn’t really doing it for the right reasons or anything, and I guess it’s like a huge no-no for her to do that kind of thing.”

“What do you mean she wasn’t doing it for the right reasons?”

“Mrs. Lott had issues. I think sometimes she was kind of being gossipy. She wasn’t doing it to help people, at least not always. I mean, not everyone wants to join the D club, or have anyone ever know that they maybe once had to wear a diaper. I think most people are not like me, you know. I mean I’ve worn my whole life and baring some miracle I always will. A lot of people only end up having to wear them for a little while or something, like cause they had surgery or were in an accident or something. But they get better and the diapers go away.”

“Kind of like Sam.” Julie added.

“Sure, that’s one example. But even in her case, she was in diapers for like a year or something. For a lot of folks, its like a couple of weeks. And I can understand that if it was just for a short period like that, well, you might not want anyone to ever know.”

Julie didn’t know what to say here. She knew that Kate was kind of (without knowing it) describing what Julie’s own experience with diapers was going to be like. One the one hand, this would be a great opportunity to create a lie that would someday very soon explain why she wasn’t wearing a diaper anymore. On the other hand, Julie didn’t really know what to say to help make it really believable, and she didn’t like the idea of lying to Kate. She decided to just keep quite.

“So, I guess” Kate continued “somebody who didn’t ever want anybody to know about their diapers got invited to the D club and had a fit. We never figured out who. We don’t even know when it happened. But I guess there was a whole investigation or something and she ended up losing her job. Ms. Bernard is her replacement.”

“So how do you find people for the D club now?” Julie asked.

“The same way I found you. I’m in Ms. Bernard’s office at least once a day, and I’m not the only D club member. Trust me, you will run into other people soon enough. You start to recognize the faces after a while you know?”

Julie was surprised to hear all of this, but as she thought about it she knew it made sense. “Yea, this kind of explains why Ms. Bernard was so emphatic about the whole privacy thing.”

“Did you really just use the word ‘emphatic’? I just saw that word on my SAT course.”

“Uh…” Julie started.

“No, it’s cool. Look you are obviously a really smart kid. I’m glad you came. The D club needs people like you. More than you might guess. We get a lot of people like that new guy today…. People who are just angry and stuff. We need people who have the self-confidence and decent social skills to help some of those people out. You seem like you could be one of those people.” She turned to Julie and must have recognized the surprise on her face. “I’m serious. You have the potential to be a real leader I think. You seem really well adjusted and I can you are the kind of person that people will start looking up to.”

Julie kind of blushed. Given how cool she thought Kate was, hearing this was possibly one of the biggest compliments she had ever gotten. “Wow, thanks. I never really thought of myself like that.”

“Yea, I didn’t either when I was a freshman. But you remind me a lot of myself when I was your age.” Kate paused then looked at her again. “You ever think about playing volleyball?”

Julie and Kate were soon back at the school. Lunch was over and people were heading back to class. Julie promised Kate she would think about trying out for the volleyball team (Julie learned that tryouts were in a few weeks) and thanked her for everything including an offer to show her some of the volleyball basics.

That night Julie told her parents at dinner about how lunch had gone. Her parents were both glad to hear it had gone well. Julie didn’t mention the things that Kate had told her about Mrs. Lott, or what she had said about Julie possibly being a leader someday. She decided to keep that to herself for now.

Right before bed, when her mom was changing her, Julie decided that going to the D club might have been one of the best decisions she had ever made.

Chapter XIX – Wednesday

School on Wednesday went by quickly. At lunch a few of the girls asked where she had been the day before. Julie had anticipated this and was ready. “Oh, my mom actually took me out to lunch off campus yesterday.” It wasn’t a total lie of course, but Julie was still concerned that somebody might ask her other questions. Becky obviously knew it was a lie too. Julie shot a glance over to Becky, who very slightly nodded her head in approval.

After school she came home and her mom checked her diaper (it was wet) and changed her into a new one. The two of them went back downstairs and into the kitchen. Sally was unloading the dishwasher and Julie cracked her school books open to hammer out some of the homework she had. The motivation to get much of anything done however really wasn’t there though and Julie spent a lot more time looking out the window than looking at the words on the pages of her books. Her mom must have noticed.

“Honey I’m going to the grocery store to pick up a few things. Why don’t you come along and pick out what you want to eat?”

“Sure!” Anything was better than homework.

“Ok, let’s go then.”

Sally already had her car keys and her purse and headed straight for the door with Julie right behind. When she got to the door she paused at the sight of the diaper bag, which was on the entryway table.

“Hey,” Sally said as she set her purse and keys on the table next to the diaper bag and turned to Julie, “let’s take a quick look at your diaper before we go.”

Julie had just been changed maybe an hour ago, but still happily cooperated with her mom’s request. Maybe her mom had forgotten that she had just changed her. She was wearing jeans and just unbuttoned them and pulled them down.

“OK, you’re fine, so let’s go.” Sally quickly pronounced. Julie pulled up her jeans again and then spotted the diaper bag by the front door. “Do you want me to carry the diaper bag mom?”

“No, don’t bother. I mean, we’re just going to the grocery store and then coming home. That’s why I just checked your diaper. Plus there aren’t any diapers in it anyhow. I left it by the front door to remind myself to refill it. ”

With that, mom opened the door and the two of them jumped in the car. The drive to the store only lasted 15 minutes and the two of them chatted a bit as Sally drove. Julie learned that the Scotts, who lived a couple of streets over had just gotten a new puppy.

“I saw them walking it the other day, it’s the cutest thing.” Sally went on.

At the same time that Julie’s mom told her about the new puppy, her body told her that at some point in the near future her clean diaper was going to turn into a stinky one. Julie felt a bit cheated about the timing of things. ‘Thanks for waiting until after we left for the grocery store!’ she told herself. Julie did not like the idea of walking around in a loaded diaper in the grocery store and she decided to just wait until they got home.

A few minutes later they arrived at the store. The parking lot was pretty full and Sally had to spend a few minutes driving around looking for a parking spot. Julie wasn’t worried or anything, but she did decide that she was going to really try and make this trip happen as fast as possible so she could get home.

The two of them walked to the shopping cart parking lot as Julie like to call it and Julie grabbed a cart. She always got to ‘drive’ the cart. Apparently it was something that she had insisted on ever since she was old enough to reach the cart’s handle. Over the years it had become a real tradition. Julie drove the rackety cart forward across the parking lot towards the store entrance. The motion censor picked them up and the doors swept open with a swish.

Once inside, Sally fished out the shopping list from her purse and opened it up. Julie’s eyes went a big when she saw how long it was. This was not going to be a fast trip.

“Wow, that’s a lot of stuff. I thought you said that you only had to pick up a few things mom?”

“Oh, well, yes I guess it is a bit longer than I remembered. But we are having the Helmer’s over for dinner this week, so I need to get stuff for that. And well, it’s been a while since I went shopping, which is why I thought you might want to come along.”

Julie pushed the cart down to one end of the store, hoping to get a quick start on things. But deep down, Julie knew this was going to take a while. She had gone shopping with her mom many times before. On big trips like this, her mom insisted on walking though each and every aisle, while going over the grocery list slowly. It was a game. Her mom liked to start on one side of the store and would try and have every item on the list checked off when they finished walking down the last aisle on the other side. Julie thought it was pretty silly, mainly because they almost always lost and had to go back to a few aisles for food they missed.

The two of them started in aisle 18, which had bread and baked goods. There were a lot of items on the list there, and Julie picked out sandwich bread and a few muffins that she planned to have for either breakfast or an after school snack. Aisle 17 and 16 went by pretty quickly, but they got hung up in aisle 15 on cereal, which was mainly Julie’s fault as she couldn’t make up her mind.

By the time they got to aisle 13 Julie realized that she was in trouble.

The hope of making this a fast trip had pretty much vanished. The list had a lot of items still unchecked, including a bunch of produce, which Julie knew would take a long time since her mom was a total nut job when it came to picking the right fruits and vegetables. And then they still had to check out, and then get to the car, and then get home. Julie knew she wasn’t going to be able to hold it for too much longer. She really needed to go. Part of her said screw it just go, but she still dreaded the idea of having a real accident in the store. It wasn’t like at school where she could take care of things on the way to Ms. Bernard’s office. She decided to try to hold on and hope.

By aisle 10 hope was vanishing. By aisle 9 it was gone.

They were only half way through the store. Julie had been trying to help her mom with stuff on the list, but the pressure was turning into a major distraction. Julie knew she could hold it for a little while longer, but not much. Ten minutes maybe? Fifteen at best? ‘There’s no way we are getting out of here in ten minutes.’ Julie told herself. ‘Thirty minutes is more likely, and there is no way I am going to be able to make it that long.’ Julie stopped thinking for a minute and tried to take a look at the list. Her mom was off at the other end of the aisle looking for something and had taken the list with her, leaving Julie and the cart behind. With nothing to distract her at all, Julie had to face it.

Looking back on it, Julie realized that it was this moment when she truly and finally gave in. ‘You know what? Screw this.’ Julie thought to herself. ‘Why am I even thinking about it? I mean, I’m wearing diapers for a reason. What difference does it really make if I poop my pants now or later? It’s not like I am not going to end up in a poopy diaper if I wait! I’m just being ridiculous. I need to seriously stop worrying so much about stuff that doesn’t matter.’ Then for some reason Julie thought about Kate, and what she had said at lunch. ‘The less you care about it, the less of an impact it will have’.

Julie shook her head and decided to just accept the situation she was in. Kate was right, and Julie knew it. All this freaking out was getting tiresome. ‘That’s it, I’m giving up on the whole worrying about the when and wear of using my diapers.’ Julie decided. ‘I mean, what’s the point? I wear diapers all the time, I use them all the time, so who cares when or where I use them. Why should I care where I use my diaper?’ A different voice, a new voice, from a different part of her head, answered the question:

‘I don’t.’ it said.

For whatever reason, maybe it was repetition, maybe it was resignation, but for some reason Julie felt very different about the thoughts going through her head. She knew that the decision to stop fighting it, to just go ahead and use her diapers and to not care, was some kind of turning point. ‘Maybe I am finally learning to use my diapers like I’m supposed to.’ And the other voice inside her head said ‘And it’s about time! It only took you like 2 weeks or something.’ Julie smiled, ‘I like this other voice’ she told herself.

By giving up, Julie actually felt a major sense of relief. She continued to think to herself about the decision she had just made, and the more she thought about it, the more it made sense. ‘Why even worry about it?’ she asked herself. ‘I mean, why should I even care at this point? I’ve been wearing diapers for too long for this to even be a big deal. I’m just not going to stress out about it anymore.’

Once she stopped fighting it, things happened quickly. Julie almost giggled a bit as she felt the bottom of her diaper expand and the pressure go away. It was kind of funny to think that nobody could tell that she was actually pooping her pants in the middle of a grocery store. She ended up wetting herself a bit too, which she wasn’t expecting but did nothing at all to stop. Her mom had already gone on to 8 and by the time she pushed the cart over to catch up, everything was done and Julie had a loaded diaper. ‘Much better.’ Julie said to herself. ‘And that’s the last time I am going to worry about using my diaper ever again.’

Time to carry on, Julie decided. It was pretty much impossible to not notice that she had filled her pants, but Julie did her best to just focus on the shopping and ignore it. She didn’t exactly walk funny, but she felt the need to waddle just a bit at first.

The shopping continued as if nothing had happened. Which was just further proof, as far as Julie was concerned, that she had made the right choice (which she had to admit wasn’t really much of a choice anyhow). The more she thought about it, the more strongly she reinforced the idea in her head that that had been the last time she was going to worry about using her diapers. ‘Kate was right’ Julie thought to herself again, ‘I’ve been making too big of a deal about this.’

The list was getting checked off and they were in aisle four when Sally paused and looked at Julie. Although Julie didn’t see her mom sniff the air or anything, she could tell that her mom had just figured it out.

Sally stopped and looked at Julie somewhat surprised. “Honey, did you… Did you poop your pants?”

“Uh, yea.” Julie answered as if she were being asked to pass the salt at dinner. ‘If I’m not going to fight it, I’m not going to hide it either’ Julie decided.

“Just now, in the middle of the grocery store?”

“Well, it was a little bit ago actually.” Julie said casually. Then, given her new found confidence and determination she added, “I had to go and just couldn’t help it.”

Sally looked at her daughter and spoke slowly and softly, “You really couldn’t, could you?” Or was that not a question but a statement Julie wondered? A moment passed and her mom was still looking at her so Julie just shook her head and shrugged indifferently. The movement brought Sally back and she mumbled, “Huh. Well, OK.”

Julie looked confused. “Mom, what?”

“Oh, nothing really.” Sally started. “I just forgot what it’s really like to have a kid in diapers I guess. I mean, I certainly remember back when you were a baby and all that. But over time you tend to forget about the details. I’m just remembering what it’s really like.”

“What do you mean mom? Are you mad?”

“No, no nothing like that.” Sally looked and smiled. “It’s just that I had this sudden realization that I really do have a kid in diapers again. And then I was remembering what that really means. I remember thinking when we finally got you potty trained that I was really done with diapers and that part of life. And now its like, ‘oh, well, here I am again.’ It’s kind of funny actually, I almost feel like I went back in time a bit or something. I just never thought I would be dealing with you being in diapers again, that’s all.”

Julie just kind of looked at her mom for a few seconds.

“Look, it’s not a big deal honey, having a kid in diapers. Every parent on this planet has dealt with it, ok? I was just thinking, oh, yea, I remember this now. Having a kid in diapers means having to deal with diapers whenever and wherever. Kind of like at the lake last weekend. Sometimes it’s just a wet diaper in the morning and sometimes it means a blow out at the grocery store. Like you just said, it’s not like they can help it, so you just deal with it. Anyways, let’s finish up shopping. Sorry, but you’re obviously going to have to wait until we get home before I can change you.”

“I know mom, it’s fine.”

Julie had chosen to just ignore the fact that she had a wet, poopy diaper and her mom seemed fine doing the same. It took another 20 minutes to finish off the list (and a trip back to aisle 12 for some tomato paste they missed) and then they checked out. Julie hadn’t exactly forgotten about her diapers situation, but sitting down in the car certainly reminded her that she needed to be changed. When they got home, they unloaded the car and then her mom insisted that they put everything away. After the last item went into the pantry Sally turned to Julie.

“Well, now that that’s all taken care of I guess it’s your turn. Let’s go change your diaper.”

Chapter XX – Thursday

Julie school day went by fast. She had a math test, which she felt confident had gone very well. On her way to her fist class after lunch she saw Sam from D club and said hello. They chatted briefly, they apparently were both heading in the same direction, and then said goodbye when Sam turned a corner to head off to her class.

Julie’s diaper was pretty wet at that point, so she took the hall pass and saw Ms. Bernard for a change. On the way back to class she thought she saw a face she recognized from D Club walking in the direction of the office. It was a guy and she didn’t remember his name, but Julie was pretty sure he had been at the lunch meeting. He didn’t see her though.

When Julie got home, she said hello to her mom, and grabbed a snack. She then went in the living room to watch some TV. She hadn’t even gotten the TV turned on before her mom popped in.

“Hang on a second honey.” Sally said as she walked up to Julie. Her mom gave her a look and Julie preemptively took her pants down. Her mom placed a hand on Julie’s rear end, moved her hand around a tiny bit and said, “Yea I thought so. Let’s go change your diaper quick before you get settled.”

“Really?” Julie asked in minor disbelief. The words just came right out before any thought process occurred. And while the words stopped coming out, Julie did continue talking to herself. ‘I really need a new diaper? When did that happen?’ She remembered the last time she had been changed, back in Ms. Bernard’s office. But she could not remember anything happening that would require a diaper change since then.

Sally was still looking at her, and after a few seconds she spoke up, “Yea, really.” she said out loud. With her eyes and face Sally said ‘Uh, did you think I was joking?’ Julie paused for another second and her mom rolled her eyes and said “Come on, let’s go.” and with that she turned and left, heading for the stairs.

As soon as her mom turned the corner and was out of sight, Julie quickly checked her own diaper. Mom was right, it was wet, she learned. ‘Huh, that’s weird. Well, it’s not like I pooped my pants and didn’t notice. I must have just forgotten about it or something.’ Julie turned and headed off after her mom.

By the time Julie got to her room her mom had already set the baby wipes on the changing table and was in the process of grabbing a new diaper. Julie caught a glimpse at the shelf and noticed that there were only a couple diapers left. The second box must finally be running out.

Wow.

‘Well, I guess I shouldn’t be too surprised.’ Julie said to herself. ‘It has been, what, a week since the last case had run out? How long have I been wearing diapers now?” She thought about it quickly and did the math. ‘Huh, close to two weeks.’

For the first time in a long time, Julie started thinking about not wearing a diaper. She very quickly decided it was going to be a bit weird. At least at first. The thought of actually having to use a toilet was strangely foreign. She knew that she had totally gotten over the issues she had a few weeks ago about having to use diapers for everything. Yesterday in the grocery store was kind of the final frontier she thought. As she thought more about it, she had to admit that she had grown quite accustomed to the whole ‘not potty trained’ thing.

Sally noticed that Julie was just standing there. “Honey? Come on, let’s go, I don’t think either of us want to be here all night.”

Her mom’s words kind of snapped her out of her thought process and Julie walked over to the changing table. “Sorry mom, I was just thinking about what it’s going to be like to not wear diapers anymore.”

Sally, who was holding a new diaper in her hand, looked at her daughter confused. She glanced at the diaper and then at the Julie, but still seemed perplexed. She looked back at Julie and finally said “Huh?”

Julie paused in front of the changing table. “Well, I just noticed that we are almost out of diapers…” Julie’s voice trailed off. She assumed that her mom understood what she was talking about. I mean here the second case was about to run out. And the deal had been ‘at least one week’ and that was long past. It was only because they had run out (at day 6 Julie reminded herself) before the week had ended that she was still in diapers at all.

Julie was a tiny bit surprised at how she felt. The empty feeling in her stomach told her how she really felt about it all coming to an end. She looked up at her mom, who was still looking somewhat confused. There was a pause and Sally and Julie just stared at each other. The silence became somewhat uncomfortable, and Julie realized that her mom really was not getting it at all.

“I mean,” Julie explained, “I started thinking about what it’s going to be like when we run out, and I stop wearing diapers…” Again she allowed her voice to trail off. Julie thought that her mom was probably just surprised to hear her say that she was just now thinking about this. That would explain the confusion. Her mom must have thought she had been eagerly waiting for this second case to run out.

She looked again at her mom, whose expression changed from confusion to one that looked kind, but a little concerned.

“Honey,” Sally started slowly, “don’t you think it’s time to stop pretending?”

Julie paused for a bit and realized that her mom was probably right. All good things must come to an end. And as a healthy active young woman, she certainly wasn’t expected to be in diapers. And even though she had gotten used to them, she was sure she would get used to not using diapers again just as fast. She turned and looked at her mom and said, “Well, yea I guess you are right. It’s just going to be weird at first I think.”

“Weird at first? Wait, you mean… oh dear.” Sally said flatly. After speaking she took a deep breath and then let out a sigh. “Oh honey,” Sally started and then stopped. “I thought…” she started and stopped again.

Now it was Julie’s turn to look confused. That was certainly not what she had been expecting to hear. What was she talking about, and why as she concerned? Julie looked at her mom and the confusion showed.

“What?” Julie asked.

“Julie, honey, listen. Maybe I am the totally off base here and if that is the case I’m sorry. But I really don’t think so.” Sally started. She turned her head slightly and smiled at Julie. “Honey take a look around you. This is your bedroom, and you have a changing table in it. I’m about to change your diaper for what, the second or third time today?”

Sally stopped and Julie realized she really wanted an answer. “I don’t know, I think it’s the second time. Unless you are counting school” Julie said somewhat absentmindedly.

“I don’t know?” Sally said, echoing Julie’s words. “Honey, tell me the truth; did you even know your diaper needed to be changed when I checked it?” Cause it seemed like you didn’t.
Julie answered the question without giving it any thought. “Well, I didn’t remember that it was wet. I guess I forgot about it.” Right after the words came out, Julie remembered that in fact she hadn’t been able to remember when she had wet herself.

“I forgot?” Sally said, again echoing Julie’s words. “Honey, you have had a wet diaper every morning this week. Do you remember wetting your diaper in the night, or did you ‘forget’ about those too?”

Julie’s brain was now engaged and she really thought about that one. The fact was she really didn’t remember wetting every night. Some nights yes, and some days she had wet her diaper when she got out of bed. But not all of them. And not recently. She had just assumed that she was really tired and that was why she didn’t remember. I mean, she had a hard enough time waking up in the morning, so waking up in the middle of the night was really asking a lot. But her mom seemed to be saying that she had actually wet the bed. That was a new thought. And now, thinking about it for the first time, Julie had to admit that it was at least possible. Huh. The look on her face must have given away what she was thinking

“I didn’t think so.” Sally said. “Sweetie,” Sally continued, “just yesterday you pooped your diaper in the middle of the grocery store.”

That remark caught her off guard, and Julie got a little bit indignant. She did remember what happened yesterday. What had happened was she had stopped caring when she used her diapers. She hadn’t done anything on purpose like her mom seemed to be implying.

“Mom, that’s not really fair. I didn’t do it on purpose. I just couldn’t wait any longer!” Julie stammered.

“Julie, calm down. I know you didn’t do it on purpose, that’s my whole point.” Sally took another deep breath and decided it was time to get down to it.

“Julie, listen.” Sally began in her all business voice, “Here you are, in a wet diaper that you don’t even remember wetting. You regularly wet the bed, the nurse at school expects to change your diapers, Mrs. Oakman expects to change your diapers, Becky knows you wear diapers, you’re pooping your pants whenever and wherever and you just joined a club of people who wear diapers. I know you started wearing diapers again by choice, and I know this all started out as something you were just trying because you wanted to see what it was like. But I think we are long past the ‘just seeing what it’s like’ point.

There was a pause and Sally and Julie just looked at each other. On one level Julie could already see where this was going, but it was too much to accept. She thought about what her mom was saying and it made sense but it just was so hard to fathom. The look of confusion on her face was obvious and the silence lasted for a moment before her mom continued.

“Honey, what I meant is that I think it’s time to stop pretending that you don’t need to wear diapers.”

Julie was able to follow the logic of her mom’s argument. Even though part of her saw what her mom was saying, the reality of the situation was still not really sinking in.

“Wait, do you really think…” Julie started. “I mean, well…” Julie didn’t know what to say and her mind was still spinning based on what her mom had said.

Sally kept talking. “Julie, please correct me if I am wrong here, but as far as I can tell you are not potty trained anymore. Now I want to be clear, this isn’t just me playing around or joking or some part of ‘The Trying Policy’. I know we talked about everyone pretending that you were not potty trained when we first put you back in diapers. I said that as much for myself as for you. But I stopped pretending that was the case a while ago. And unless I am really mistaken, you haven’t been pretending either have you?”

“Pretending?” Julie asked, even though she already knew the answer.

“Julie,” Sally said, pointing at Julie’s diaper, “tell me the truth, yes or no, do you have any idea when you wet your diaper?”

Julie had kind of waffled on the response last time, but she knew the answer. “No.” she finally admitted.

“I didn’t think so. Look Julie, I’m sorry. I made a mistake because I really didn’t think this was something we needed to talk about and I was obviously wrong. So, let’s have a serious and honest talk for a minute here. Obviously you used to be potty trained, OK?” Julie nodded her head in agreement. “Then a few weeks ago we put you back in diapers, per your request, so that you could see what it would be like to go back to wearing diapers again.” Julie nodded again. “And sometime soon after, I am not sure when it really started, but at some point you really got used to using your diapers. Now, I know there isn’t anything physically wrong with you that would make you have accidents. But I also know that you’re using your diapers all the time, and you’re not even always aware of it.”

Sally paused and then held up three fingers for Julie to see.

“Now, I know you don’t remember when you were potty trained, but I do. And there are three big steps. 1 = no more poopy diapers. 2 = No more wet diapers during the day. And 3 = no more wetting the bed. Honey, I hate to say it, but looking at you, and what I am seeing…. Well, it’s strike 1, 2, 3. Which means, well, you’re out.”

Julie listened to her mom and tried to accept what she was saying. It was hard. She finally managed to say, “Gosh mom, I just never really thought about it. I mean it’s hard for me to believe that I am really not patty trained anymore.”

Sally looked down at her and pulled out one of her favorite sayings. “You know the old saying, actions speak louder than words? Well, right now all your actions are telling me that you not wearing a diaper would be a bad idea.”

There was another pause as Sally looked at Julie and waited for her to respond. Julie didn’t really know what to say. Everything her mom said was true. But Julie was still having a hard time wrapping her head around the idea of needing to wear diapers. It wasn’t that it was a scary thought or anything like that. It was just hard to believe. Could you really go from potty trained to not potty trained in just a few weeks?

“Honey, talk to me here. Am I totally off base on this?” Sally asked. “I mean, I really thought you already knew this. What did you think I was talking about yesterday in the grocery store? Or when you asked to go to lunch with the diaper club people?”

Julie tried to remember what her mom had said. She remembered her mom saying something yesterday about ‘having a kid in diapers again’, but it hadn’t ever occurred to her that she had been talking about this.

“I don’t know mom. I mean, honestly I never ever thought about it and it’s kind of hard for me to believe it. I mean, do you really think I’m like un-potty trained or whatever?”

“Well, if you have never thought about it, I could understand you confusion. But tell me, is what I said wrong? I mean, you just told me you have no idea when you wet your diaper.”

“I know. And it’s true, I really don’t remember at all when it happened. And you are also right about wetting the bed and stuff. It’s just I kind of thought I had just forgotten about it or something. I mean most of the time, I don’t really think much about using my diapers. But it never ever occurred to me that I might actually need to wear diapers or something. I mean, if I think about it I can hold it.” Right after she finished speaking a thought entered her head. ‘Well, I can hold it for a little while at least.’

“Well honey, as somebody who has potty trained you before let me tell you something. Being potty trained is not just about being physically able to control yourself. Obviously being able to hold it is a big part of it, I mean that is step 1 in potty training, but there is a lot more to it. When you were still in diapers as a toddler I knew you were capable of controlling yourself. But you would still have accidents all the time. And the accidents were not from you not being able to hold it, it was from forgetting to hold it.”

“Really?” Julie asked.

“Absolutely. You use to forget all the time and have accidents. Potty training you was actually a long and difficult process.”

“I don’t remember any of it at all.”

“Well, that’s hardly surprising considering how young you were. But yes, you had a very hard time remembering to hold it. Whenever you remembered you were fine. It had nothing to do with you being able to hold it. So I’m sure that like you said, ‘when you think about it’ you can hold it. But as far as I am concerned that doesn’t mean your potty trained. Not by a long shot. I’m not so much worried about you being able to hold it, I’m worried about you remembering to. ”

Julie didn’t know what to say. She had to admit, at least when it came to wetting, it had been a while since she had even tried to hold it. And although she usually realized she was wetting, she also had to admit that recently it hadn’t been until she was wetting her diaper that she even knew she had to go. And then there were the other times when she just couldn’t hold it. ‘I may not even be at step 1 of potty training’ Julie realized with mild shock. ‘And sometimes I apparently don’t even know that I had ever wet myself, like at night. And like right now!’

“Wow mom, I mean the more I think about it the more I am kind of thinking you might be right.” Julie said with a growing sense of alarm. Her stomach was quickly tightening up.

Julie suddenly thought about what it would be like to not be wearing a diaper and have an accident at school. She remembered what Sam from D Club had said about how hard re-potty training had been. She said that she had worn diapers for months even though she didn’t need them. Suddenly the thought of not wearing a diaper was making Julie scared. Visions of wet pants at school with people pointing and laughing came rushing into her mind.

“I just, wow, I just never thought of it. You really think I would have an accident?” The sound of her voice now carried a tone of disbelief, and a noticeable amount of fear.

Sally smiled a little bit, shook her head slightly and then held up her hands palms outwards as if to say slow down. “OK, look honey, let’s not start freaking out here. I guess this is a new idea for you, but it really isn’t new to me. And it’s also not a big deal as far as I am concerned. It’s not like anything is going to change. I mean, you’ve been wearing diapers for a while now.”

“Well, yea, that’s true.” Julie said.

Sally patted the top of the changing table, “Come on, hop up here and let’s get you changed.” Julie hopped up. “I would be a lot more concerned here if you hated wearing diapers or something. But I don’t think that’s the case is it? As far as I can tell you seem to have gotten used to it at this point. Am I right? I mean you just joined a club of diaper wearers and you almost sounded a little bit sad back there when you were talking about being out of diapers and stuff.”

“Well, yea I kind of was actually. It was really weird to think about not wearing a diaper and having to worry about going to the bathroom and stuff.”

“Well, no need to worry about that because I have no plans to let you go around without a diaper on. For your information, I already bought another case of diapers for you. It’s in your closet; I just hadn’t bothered restocking the shelf here.”

“Really?”

“Yes really. That is why I was so taken aback by you talking about not wearing a diaper. I mean, I accepted the idea of you not being potty trained a while ago and have been going with it ever since. I thought for a second that maybe I had been totally wrong about things and that you were looking forward to wearing panties again. I felt really bad for a second there when I thought I was going to have to tell you that I already had bought more diapers for you.”

Sally had Julie’s wet diaper off now and cleaned her up with a few wipes. She slid the new diaper under Julie and started taping it in place.

“So you’re OK with wearing diapers?” Sally asked.

“Yea it’s fine, I don’t mind. I mean, I never really thought about wearing them forever or anything but I wasn’t looking forward to having to stop.”

“OK, good that’s what I thought. Because honestly honey, at this point, I would not be comfortable without you wearing a diaper. I mean, if you had said you wanted to stop wearing diapers right now, I was going to just flat out say no. I’m convinced you would have an accident. I don’t mind changing a diaper and cleaning you up, but dealing with wet beds and accidents on carpets and couches is a whole different matter.”

“Better safe than sorry I guess.”

“You got that right. Now, if at some point you change you mind and want to stop wearing diapers, we can talk about potty training. But like I said potty training you the first time was a real challenge. And having just gotten used to you being back in diapers, it’s not something I am really interested in starting right now. I am not saying we can’t try at some point, but with everything else that is going on right now, I just don’t have the time or the energy to work on it. So I am really glad you are OK staying in diapers, because you can count on having to wear them for a while.”

“Yea, one of the girls in the D club had said that re-potty training was actually really hard. So, yea, I’m fine if we just stick with diapers, I don’t mind at all honestly. Actually I kind of like it.”

“Yea, I kind of sensed that. And well, frankly it’s a good thing you feel that way.”

Sally’s work was done and Julie hopped off the changing table.

“So, we’re OK here right? No more pretending?” Sally asked.

“Yea, I mean I’m still getting used to the idea. But I think you’re right mom. I never really thought about it, but now I think it would be really scary to not wear a diaper. I mean, I’m kind of freaked out just thinking about it. I do not want to have an accident at school. That would be horrible.”

“Well, you’re going to be diapered all the time, so no need to worry about that part at least. But I do want you to get used to the fact that wearing diapers isn’t something you are trying out or anything. You’re in diapers now because you need to be. I mean, not wearing a diaper is no longer an option here, and I just don’t see that changing anytime soon.” Sally paused and looked her daughter directly in the eye to make sure the message was getting though. “The Trying Policy is over now Julie. Wearing diapers is reality for you now, OK?”

Julie didn’t hesitate with her response. “That’s fine mom, really. I don’t mind at all. In fact, I think I actually prefer it this way.”

“That’s what I thought.” Sally said as she turned around and walked out of Julie’s room.

That night, when Julie went to bed, it seemed as if her entire ceiling was aglow from all the stars.

Epilog

Julie quickly accepted that she was in diapers for the long haul. By the end of her freshman year there was no doubt whatsoever about her need to be in diapers… she wasn’t even able to hold it if she tried anymore. It made a lot of things easier and she was able to be honest with everyone, although she never told anyone but Becky about the Trying Policy and how everything really got started.

A few weeks after her big talk with her mom she told a few of her other friends that she had to wear diapers and everyone was cool about it. Julie did tell Becky about the conversation she had with her mom and how she wasn’t pretending anymore and was now wearing diaper because she had to. Once Becky understood that Julie wasn’t really upset about needing to wear diapers she just shrugged and said that just made things easier on everyone since there was no longer anything to hide.

On Kate’s advice Julie asked a guy from the D club to the Winter Ball. His name was Erik and he was a year ahead of Julie. He said yes and they just went as friends. They never dated but over the next few years became close friends and went to a number of dances together. Since they were both in diapers, it made things a bit easier.

Julie also became friends with a few other folks from D Club and she continued attending the lunches. Jenna, one of the other ‘newbies’ during her first D club lunch became a good friend. During her Junior year, Julie did step up and became a leader of the D Club. That year she invited her first newbie, a freshman girl, in the same way Kate had done a year before. She and Erik took over the “WE NEVER TALK ABOUT D CLUB’ ruse.

Julie took Kate up on her offer to learn some volleyball skills. She talked Becky into it too. They both tried out for the team and became a part of the freshmen squad. Becky became a really good volleyball player and she made the varsity squad as a sophomore and was a starter as a Junior. Julie played as well throughout high school but never started. The highlight of their high school career came in their senior year when they made it to the conference semi-finals for only the 3rd time in school history.

Sam occasionally had lunch with Julie’s group of friends. They had mostly all known her in middle school and not a single one of them had any idea she was even attending their school, let alone that she had changed so much. Julie never told anyone other than Becky about how she and Sam had met up again.

Sally quickly got used to having a kid in diapers again. She soon found a better place to buy diapers and got a few new brands that Julie liked better and were less prone to leaking. Sally was excited to see that some of the diapers she could get actually looked cute, and Julie didn’t mind either. They both agreed that the diaper with little white teddy bears and bunnies with moons, butterflies, cherries and windmills was by far the best. Sally did wonder if it was ever going to happen and she didn’t complain when Julie asked if she could start changing herself after she turned 17. Even after that, Sally still usually changed Julie before bedtime, it had become too much of a tradition.

Ted did get better about changing diapers eventually but he also managed to avoid it most of the time. He was far more relieved than Sally when Julie started changing herself most of the time. He had to replace the entire sprinkler system after he forgot to drain the pipes one winter and a deep freeze burst the line next to the Dinmore’s house.

Mrs. Oakman got really into watching cooking shows and finally tried out for a guest spot on one. She wasn’t selected but she did get inspired by the whole ordeal enough to enroll in a cooking school nearby. Dinners at the Oakman’s house just got better and better.

Ms. Bernard continued on as the school nurse for the rest of the time Julie was in High School. She and Julie developed a good friendship and Ms. Bernard was very supportive of Julie taking a more active role in the D Club. Julie never told her she knew how she got her job.

Kate took advantage of the scholarship offer and became a successful D-1 player. She graduated with a degree in Biology and became a high school teacher and volleyball coach. Julie lost touch with her shortly after she left for college, but never forgot her.

Author’s closing thoughts

This story took me a LONG time to write. I’m not talking about the actual time typing so much as the various periods of my life that I went through during the writing. Its hard to say with much certainty, but I probably started the first chapter over 10 years ago. During the time it took to write this I got married, divorced, moved a few times, got new jobs, met new people and went through huge changes in my life. I feel both satisfied and almost a bit old oddly enough knowing that it is finally done. But it is long overdue.

Much of the actual writing of the story, the beginning not so much but the last 2/3 almost entirely, took place on airplanes, or at airports. To a lesser degree in hotel rooms. Funny, but I found those places some of the best places to write. The last couple of chapters are actually some of the oldest ones… the final chapter has long been a favorite of mine and was written long ago and edited many times over.

I wear diapers pretty much 24/7 and have been doing so for a long time. I’m happy with myself and it is my wish for others to find peace with themselves too. Hopefully this story will help a few do that.

11 thoughts on “The Trying Policy”

  1. I liked this story and think was wondering if there is a second part or if it was just like the previous morning

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  2. Holy.. The story was great and the Author’s closing thoughts really awestruck me. Amazing how the writing of this story progressed through 10 years.

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  3. Loved the story! I was really getting into it and it disappeared for a while. I was thankful that I was able to finish reading it!

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  4. Best story on this whole website! It so touched my heart! I love this story. I enjoyed hearing about a girl learning what it’s like to be in diapers at such a old age! I felt so emotionally awesome after this story! Thank you author! Everyone should read this story!

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  7. This is the best story I have ever read. Not a lot of stories are diaperrelated but not AB, and you puked it off perfectly. Thank you

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  8. It took me about 3-6 hours to read this (i don’t even remember when I started) it’s so good, it’s like a book you can’t put down. Good job author, I’m proud of you and glad you finished it. (I also love the last chapter)

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  9. this was an amazing story the complexity I’m taking how long it took to write this I would say it’s a perfect story

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  10. Great story, thanks very much for the work you put in, it’s really worth it 🙂
    Would you like me to edit it for you?

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