Forced On The Changing Table
FORCED ON THE CHANGING TABLE
I don't normally wet the bed. I was 7 when it it happened. I was at my cousins house and we where playing video games when I needed the bathroom. I stood outside the door wondering which one was the bathroom. I had to try all 5 doors.
The first one was just a plain spare bedroom. The second was the master bedroom with a big box of wipes. The third was a nursery assumingly for my cousin aged 5. The forth was a cupboard. And the 5th was just a study. I couldn't find the toilet. I started to panic and all off a sudden I desperately needed the loo.
I had no choice. I had ran to the nursery to find a big box of nappies with loads off loose ones. I picked one up and got myself on the changing table. All of a sudden my mum and auntie walked in to look at the wallpaper and saw me on the changing table with a handful of Pampers.
My auntie said they where dirty but my mum said "lay down" and forced me on the table and put the dirty nappy on me. No powder, no care, just put it on. She rubbed the poopy around the nappy until I really needed to poop.
I went poop. Then I found a load of poop around my legs and up my back. My mum kept my clothes and rushed me outside in nothing but my messy nappy. We had to walk home so my mum asked to borrow a old pushchair.
I thought we where going home but we first had to go to Tesco to by some nappies, bottles, pacifiers, and a crate load of suppositories. When we got home I found my room became a nursery. No bed, it was now a crib. No dresser, it was now a changing table.
And no wardrobe, all I was to wear was a nappy. But for school I was to wear a jumper (onesie) with some shorts. My tv was gone and instead was a high chair.
It was my first dinner back in nappies. My mum had put me in my high chair and gave me some prune juice with laxatives. Well lets just say I'm still in nappies to this day.
Written By: Parki
Age: 17
Email: kaparkin@outlook.com