Back from Switzerland -- (Author) gbab65

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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: Sep 8, 2024 at 1:45 PM
Content: Back Switzerland I

So finally, our holiday with school came to an end. Gary and Mike each took the last couple of disposable nappies in their hand luggage for the journey home. Travelling home was all a bit of a daze for the two couples with an 18-hour bus journey home and travelling through the night. They had left our hotel at 14:00pm in Switzerland on the Saturday morning and got home at 8:00am the following morning after allowing for time zone changes and a quick stop every 2-3 hours.

“Home at last,” Elizabeth said as they finally got off the bus and waited at the side to get their bags. My mom is over there, so you have my telephone number, and I will see you before we go back to school,” she said while hugging me.

And then she was gone, my whirlwind gone, and I was left shell-shocked. Looking at the car park, I saw Mom standing by the car waiting for me, so I ran over to her, and we just hugged.

“Hi Mom”

“Hi Gary”

“God it’s nice to be going home”.

“Even without your girlfriend who wouldn’t stop hugging you”.

“Yeh that’s just Elizabeth, she gets like that”.

“OK”

“I’m going to see her before we go back to school”.

“Really, OK, come on then let’s get you home”.

A couple of days later and it’s a warm bright day and I am going to see Elizabeth and so I called her first, Elizabeth’s mom wanted to talk to my mom just to swap addresses while I went and got my bike out ready. I’m wearing my baggy shorts. A T-shirt, my training shoes and of course my nappy. A bit bulkier than I should but didn’t care today as I would be with Elizabeth. I then cycled over to Elizabeth’s and found her house on a farm exactly as she described it by turning left down the lane by the telephone box at the start of the village, then just cycle to the end of the lane and the house is just there. Elizabeth must have been watching for me as she came out the front door just as the house came into view. She was wearing dungaree shorts with a T shirt underneath and flip-flops.

“Gary, you’re here; I’ve missed you, " she started hugging me before I even got off my bike. Come with me, and you can put your bike by the back door, and we can go in that way. “

Going around the back of the house and it opens out to the farmyard with loads of bits of farm equipment and boxes and barrels all around the outside edge of the yard. Then a big entry to get the tractor in and out and different doors into the buildings surrounding the yard.

We go in through the back door that takes us into the kitchen.

“This is my mom” introducing me to a lady much younger than my mom and also in a T-Shirt, dungaree shorts and flip-flops.

“Hello Gary, it’s lovely to finally meet you. Elizabeth has not stopped talking about you, please just call me Margaret”.

“Hello Margaret” was the best I could do at the moment.

“And this is my sister Helen” as I caught a glimpse of the toddler trying to hide behind the table. Also very casually dressed in a pink T-shirt lemon leggings and flip-flops. Her leggings did nothing to hide that she was also wearing a nappy.

“I bet you're warm after cycling here, would you like a drink?” Margaret asked.

“Yes please” I replied, and we were presented with a large glass of pop each, which we each immediately chugged down.

“I’m going to show Gary round, OK”.

“OK but be careful, your dad is baling in the top field so keep away”.

“OK mom” and we were out of the door and down the yard with Elizabeth skipping along.

“You seem different today, more relaxed than last week” I said.

“Well, I can can’t I, stupid Louise is not here to judge me, it’s why I put her back in nappies. Keep her in her place, speaking of which, someone’s got a nappy on hahaha”.

“Well, yeh! you know that anyway”.

“Sorry I was only playing, I wasn’t being mean, just playing with you because we can, no one else is here to judge us so you can just take your shorts off and run around in just your nappy and no one will know or care.”

We then climbed up into the hay barn and moved some hay bales around to make a den and then we lay down for a rest side by side and just chatting while getting our breath back.

“I want to practice kissing, you’re my boyfriend now and I want to kiss you.”

With that Elizabeth rolled over so we are now face to face and starting with just putting our lips together, we both just relaxed and held each other as our kiss developed and ended up with Elizabeth lying on top of me and kissing properly and passionately, then building up and grinding into me and then we just lay there holding each other and doing nothing. And being comfortable with it. Elizabeth had rolled off me and still lying side by side chatting and feeling really relaxed as I just lay there and feeling the pop go through me as I wet my nappy.

“Come on then, I’m going to show you the swing” and then we were climbing out of the hay and then out of the yard and across a field to a stream with big trees lining it. The bank we were standing on was about 6 feet above the stream and over the stream was a big thick branch from a tree with a rope hanging from it over it, the stream the bottom of which was still a few feet above the water. Well Elizabeth called it a stream, but I would call it a river as it was 20 feet wide and looked a couple of feet deep in the middle.

Elizabeth grabbed a branch off the ground that she used to hook the rope so we could reach it. Elizabeth grabbed hold of the rope, she then ran along the bank and jumped-up swinging around in a big circle over the water and landing back where she started and then did it again without stopping and running along the bank each time. It was then my turn and I grabbed hold of the rope and ran along the bank and did the big circle over the water but as I came round I did not reach the bank as I had not run fast enough and I was left hanging as I went round in smaller and smaller circles. Elizabeth was laughing at my predicament hanging on until I could hang on no more and fell in the stream at which point I of course fell over on to my bum and now the water was up to my chest. Elizabeth was howling with laughter as this point as I got up and climbed out of the water and up the bank.

“I suppose we’d better get you back to the house and get dried off then.” As I started trudging back the way we came.

We got back to the house and Elizabeth told me to wait outside in the yard while she got her mom and then they both came out sniggering at the state of me.

“Well, it looks like your wet shorts and T-shirt are not the only wet thing as your nappy looks set to burst.” Seeing the look of confusion and shock on my face, she continued “It’s OK, Elizabeth had already told me and that is why I needed to talk to your mom as I thought something like this may happen, it’s a farm, people get soaked or filthy all the time so it is just normal here. So come on, shorts and T-shirt off and then we can get you changed” I stood there outside the back door and did not know what to do. “Come on clothes off, nobody can see you here, you’re perfectly safe” as I started by taking my sopping wet T-shirts off and slid my wet shorts down. “I’ll take them” as Margaret took my clothes and pinned them on washing line in the sun. I was however left standing there in just my nappy and training shoes. “Shoes off and follow me” as I slipped my training shoes off and followed her into the back of the kitchen to where Helen was playing with her dolls on the floor. “Right, let’s get that nappy changed” at which point Helen got up and ran into a different room. “Not you sweetheart, sorry she always runs off when she thinks I’m going to change her nappy! Come on then down here. Elizabeth, could you get me a couple of nappies and the biggest baby pants you can find please” Elizabeth went off up the stairs and returned a few minutes later with a handful of stuff. Right mister let’s get you changed” Margaret then just pulled my sodden nappy and baby pants off together “Wow that’s a wet one” and then fed a clean nappy under my bum “Bet that feels better” as she pulled the nappy up between my legs.

“Yes thanks, glad to get that wet one off” I smiled,

“Right, feet up” as she fed the baby pants over my feet and up my legs “Stand up then” as I was pulled up on to my feet and she pulled the baby pants up my legs and over the nappy “These were Elizabeth’s baby pants but I don’t think she’ll mind you wearing them as she doesn’t need them anymore, OK off you go then and I’ll get this lot washed and dried for you”

“Thanks, but I’ve got no trousers.” The new nappy was considerably thicker and fluffier than mine meaning I poofed out considerably compared to what I had been wearing.

“You’ll be OK like that, nobody is going to see you here, go on off you go play with Elizabeth” and we went back out into the yard and all I have on is a nappy and my training shoes which are also squelching.

“Sorry, I knew my mom would do this, but we have little choice unless you want to borrow my clothes”.

“A plain Tee and shorts would be good”.

“OK I’ll see what I can find, give me a sec” leaving me standing there, half naked but at least now warm and dry.” Elizabeth returned a few minutes later.

“Sorry but most of my clothes will be too big for you but these should be OK. They are mine but I’ve not worn them for years so will be too small for me now, but they should fit you OK.”

I was happy to be wearing anything and pulled the shorts up and put the T shirt on. The shorts were very short where they could not be any shorter and fairly tight but stretchy. Barely hiding my nappy from the front but failing at the back where my nappy was hanging below the legs of my shorts. The T-shirt was also a little tight but also short leaving my mid-riff on show and the top of my nappy sticking out the top of the waistband. I ignored the fact there was a cute lace detail around the hem and the sleeves, at least I had clothes on.

“Mom, we’re just going to see the ponies”.

“OK but I’ll give you some carrots for them and can you take Helen too please while I get tidied up in here”.

“Come on then baby” she said as took the bag of carrots off her mom and beckoned Helen towards her and we were off.

Helen walking between us and holding both of our hands as we went to another field where the ponies were.

“I feel like a baby girl in this lot” I said trying to look at myself.

“Don’t worry. You look like a baby girl too but you’re my baby girl and I don’t care what you look like.” As we got to the ponies, they came over to the fence where we were standing and started devouring the carrots we were each feeding to them.

Feeding the ponies and even though they are a bit smelly, we then caught a whiff of something else smelly.

“I think someone has gone in their nappy!” as she came over to me and wrapped her hands round me and feeling my padded bum.

“it’s not me I squeaked” as Helen was feeling my nappied Bum,

“Just checking, it wouldn’t be the first time would it, Helen have you gone poopoo” as Elizabeth went off to check her bum too. Helen was running round in circles to avoid being caught. “Gotcha, and yes, I know who’s dunnit. We’ll be going back in a bit and then get you changed” she said snuggling her little sister.

We then went up to the stables where Elizabeth sorted out the straw bedding and the feeding hay, I did not know the difference.

“Bet your clothes are dry now, we can go back and get you changed if you like”.

“Sounds good to me” and we trudged off back to the house to find my shorts and T shirt folded up in the kitchen. Margaret came into the kitchen.

“Hiya, did you all have fun”.

“Yes, it was OK, Helen needs changing, and Gary wants his clothes back.” Elizabeth replied.

“OK well I’ll get on and get Helen changed, do you need your nappy changing Gary?”

“No, I think I’m OK thanks.”

“OK well here are your clothes and you can go home in that nappy, I’ll get yours washed for next time you come, OK” as I removed the yellow lacy outfit I was wearing and put my own clothes back on.
“Yes thank you Margaret. Anyway, thanks for a great day and I will try and comeback tomorrow if I’m allowed to”.

“Well of course you can, it’s a yes from us” I gave Elizabeth a big hug then got on my bike and pedalled home.

I got home and put my bike away then went in and found my mom in the kitchen.

“Hi how was it then”.

“It was good, we went exploring and I got wet in the stream”.

“Is that you are wearing someone else’s nappy, yours aren’t that thick”.

“Yes, I fell off the rope swing and landed on my bum in the stream so when we went back to the house and Margaret changed me. Elizabeth had to lend me some of her old clothes as well.”

“Did she lend you a pretty short dress and frilly panties” mom said chuckling to herself.

“No, a stretchy yellow set vest and shorts”

“Sorry only teasing. Lots of girls wear boys’ stuff and that’s OK but boys get teased when they wear girls’ stuff but as far as I am concerned, you can wear whatever you like. Let me know when you need changing, I can get that nappy washed and you can then take it back to Elizabeths mom, you will have start making sure you have spare nappies with you in future if you going to need to change them.”

A little while later I walked into the living room and mom said.

“Come on then” as she pulled a changing pad from behind the settee and I saw a pile of nappies on the side by the TV “If it’s OK for Elizabeths mom to change you then it’s OK for your mom to change you” as she lay me down and pulled my shorts off, “These aren’t your baby pants either, Eh!” as mom pulled the baby pants off and started unpinning my nappy, “Bit wet here Mister, but we’ll soon have you comfy and dry again”

“Sorry mommy, I didn’t know I was wet again”.

“It’s OK and a good job you had your nappy on otherwise I would have to follow you round cleaning up and washing all of your clothes and the bed and the settee and the carpet. Just washing a nappy is easy. Are you going to see Elizabth again tomorrow?”

“I want to, but I don’t know yet”

“OK, I’ll get these nappies and baby pants washed so you can take them back anyway”.

“Thanks mom” Mom soon had me back in a clean dry nappy and baby pants and then I went to watch some TV.

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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: Sep 8, 2024 at 1:46 PM
Content: Back from Switzerland II

The following morning, I had just woken up and was still having a wee in my nappy when mom came in to get me up.

“Come on then out of bed, things to do, places to be, people to see and get that nappy off as I want to put a wash on, I did a quick wash of the nappy and baby pants that Elizabeths mom put on you yesterday but I have another wash to do now of all of your other nappies and I want to do the bath towels as well.” I got out of my bed and was just standing there when mom said, “Come on, nappy off”.

“But I’m still doing a wee”.

“OK go downstairs and get on the pad so I can change you, you should be finished by then.”

“Can’t I just get changed here”.

“No, it will be easier for me downstairs, all of your changing stuff is downstairs and I’m the mommy, so I decide whose nappy gets changed where and by whom, OK” so I was off downstairs.

Nappy changed and mom had got clothes downstairs for me too. Bright red short shorts and mainly white T shirt with coloured horizontal stripes. The shorts just a little bit stretchy so you could see I was wearing a nappy and no doubt even more obvious from behind. I didn’t care though as I was clean dry and comfy.

“I need to go into town today so I can drop you off at Elizabeth’s if you like and then you take the nappies back.

“OK”

“Come on then, let’s go and then we can have breakfast at the café.” So, we got a carrier bag and put the washed nappies and baby pants in it then got in the car. We stopped at the café in the village between ours and Elizabeths.

The café was quiet with only another couple of moms in there with their kids who we had to walk past as we went up to the counter, mom ordered two cups of tea and two bacon sandwiches and then we went to sit down. The other children, who were about 2 or 3, were playing and running around and it was very clear they were both in nappies as it was quite easy to see looking at their rounded bums. We were sitting a couple of tables away from the other moms, but we could just overhear bits of their conversation. I heard part of a comment ‘a bit too big for nappies’ and ‘a bit obvious’ then ‘probably special needs. Mom had obviously heard as well when she leant closer to me and said.

“People that care don’t matter and people that matter don’t care so you just enjoy being you”.

I was a little bothered about being spoken about like that and was definitely wetting my nappy with a little trickle. But then I suppose that is why I wear nappies because I have accidents in certain situations. We ate our breakfast and drank our tea, mom nipped to the loo for a wee as I sat looking at the menu waiting for her but also having a wee. Mom came back and I got up to leave and could feel that my nappy was really wet on my bum as I had been weeing while sitting down. I knew I had a really droopy bum as we left the café. So did the moms as I heard them sniggering. Mom also aware of what was going on but just walked behind me to shield from their gaze.

Getting back to the car and mom said

“Come on, let’s get you changed before I take you to see your girlfriend, not fair to take you there when you already in a wet nappy, she than had me lie across the back seat with my feet towards her, shorts pants and nappy all down together, clean nappy under me, pulled through and pinned on. Clean baby pants pulled up and then my shorts retrieved from the bundle, and I was dressed.

I directed mom to Elizabeths house but there was nobody waiting outside this time.

I got out of the car and knocked the front door then Margaret appeared at the side of the house, she had come out the back door and round the house.

“Morning Gary, we don’t normally use the front door, I’ll go and get Elizabeth”.

“Yeh, morning, I was just bringing these back” handing the bag of nappies to her.

Margaret then saw my mom in the car and started walking over to say hello, so mom got out of the car too.

“Hi, I’m Margaret, Elizabeths mom”

“Hi, I’m Sylvia, Gary’s mom. We were just dropping off the things you leant to Gary yesterday. Thank you so much for looking after him. There aren’t many people who can deal with his issue so easily”.

“It’s no problem at all really, do you fancy a cuppa, and we can get Gary’s things for you”.

“Ooh, yes please that will be lovely” and we followed Margaret to the back of the house and into the kitchen. As we went in, we were met by Helen playing with dolls and Elizabeth just entering the kitchen from the other door.

“Gary!!” as Elizabeth came over and hugged me.

“Hi Elizabeth, I’m Sylvia, Gary’s mom. I take it that you’re the other lady I need to thank for looking after my Gary”.

“Ah thanks, but it was easy with Gary. I’m a babysitter, it’s what we do” Elizabeth said grinning.

“I shall bare that in mind next time I need a sitter then.” Mom now grinning at Elizabeth.

Helen then came over to the table where we were now sitting “Hello, you must be Helen. I now know whose nappies Gary was wearing” mom now chuckling. Margaret now got my nappies that she had washed and dried and went to give them to my mom.

“Here you go, I’ve washed and dried them for you”.

“Oh thanks, do you want to keep them here as he is bound to need them again”.

“OK, that’s a good idea. Gary’s are the bigger child size ones so fit him better anyway.”

Helen went back to playing with her dolls, me and Elizabeth guzzled the pop we had been given then Elizabeth guided me outside and we went over to our den in the hay barn where we lay downside by side to chat.

“Who chose your clothes today” she asked.

“Mom got them why”.

“You just seem a bit younger than normal, kind of dressed the way you’re acting I guess”.

“I didn’t know I was doing anything different”.

“You probably aren’t but with my mom changing your nappy and then both mom’s swapping nappies, she is just seeing you as younger at the moment and so has dressed you as she sees you, I don’t care because your still my best friend even if you are a bit of a baby” as she rolled over and rubbed my nappy bum. “I don’t care that you wear nappies, you know that. I like being with you and I feel safe with you.”

“That’s good then as I feel safe with you too and I don’t have to try and hide what I’m wearing.”

“Good job then because you are rubbish at hiding it.”

“Better than Louise”

“Well yes but she was wearing a short skirt”.

“Mom actually asked me if you had put me in a dress when I fell off the swing, something about a little dress and frilly panties”.

“Yeh that makes sense, it is what little girls wear. Helens wears that when we are going somewhere and need to get dressed out of dungarees.”

“But I’m a boy and boys don’t wear dresses”.

“Well actually, not entirely true, upon till only a few years ago it was still normal to keep baby boys in dresses as it was easier to look after them.”

“But why would they behave differently in a dress if they didn’t know any different”.

“I didn’t mean look after them in that way, I meant look after them as in change their nappies. As you saw with Louise, nappies are more accessible in skirts and dresses. Maybe I will have to find you one of my old small summer dresses and get mom to find you some frilly pants then you can be my little girl next time you wreck your own clothes when you are here”.

“I don’t mind what I wear, makes no difference to me. How can wearing girl’s clothes be any worse than wearing a nappy. If I was wearing a dress then everybody would just see me as a girl with short hair, that’s the only difference.”

“I think you would find it that there is a bit more to it than that, but we’ll see.”

“It’s not easy being a boy either you know. Having to be strong and fast and be able to fight. But that is also why avoid it and just stay in my own world as much as I can”.

“So how do you cope with nappies at school?”

“I don’t. I can’t wear them at school otherwise my life would not be worth living. I just have to find a boy’s toilet that is empty and make sure I wee everything I can at the beginning and end of every break and just the hope for the best. Lost count how many times I’ve wet my pants on the way home so I just run home as quick as I can, so nobody sees me. Mom knows this which is why she lets me wear nappies. It all started after my dad died, I started wetting the bed which is when I initially went back into nappies for bed, but then I started having accidents in the day so just put my nappies on to hide it. It’s easier to hide a nappy than it is to hide wet pants.”

“So do you know when you are wetting yourself?”

“Yeh but it’s normally too late by then. I can prevent by going for a wee all of the time but then I’m constantly aware that I might wet myself any second, it’s no fun. So, it was decided that so I could relax and have fun in Switzerland, that I just wear my nappies.”

“So, are you wet now?”

“I don’t know”.

“How can you not know, if I was in wet pants I’d know.”

“Wet nappies and wet pants are very different, and I frequently have both. Wet pants start warm then goes cold really quick and leaves your legs and your socks cold wet and icky. Wet nappy starts warm then just fades off back to normal. No wet legs and no icky.”

“So not horrible then, you make it sound fun.”

“Better wet nappy than wet pants any day of the week”

“And do you ever do the other?”

“What are we doing later?”

“Don’t try and change the subject, do you ever fill your nappy”.

“I fill it with wee all of the time”.

“That’s not what I meant, and you know it, do you ever poo in your nappy like Helen does?”

“I have been known to have a little issue”.

“So that’s yes then” Elizabeth said now rolling about with a big grin on her face “Like you did in Switzerland”.

“I don’t normally but accidents happen.”

“It’s not an accident if it happens in nappy, that’s like saying you had an accident on the toilet. It’s not an accident as that is what it is for, so it was just used. Go on, do it now.”

“But I’ve only just got changed at the café.”

“What, your mom changed your nappy in the café.”

“No outside in the car park as I was really wet, and these two moms were making comments about my droopy bum.”

“Go on, fill your nappy for me.”

“But what will our moms say.”

“They will probably say ‘oh look, Gary has done a poopoo in his nappy. Yes, good job he was wearing his nappy or there would be a right mess’.”

“Trust me, mom’s do not put their kids in nappies and then expect them not to use it. If you’re in a nappy, then they know it will get used and need to be changed.”

“But that’s just wee’s isn’t it”.

“Nappies are nappies, they are for everything and nobody minds and especially not here.”

No arguing here as I squatted down in our den and did the deed in my nappy. We then got up and started back to the house.

Mom was still here and talking to Margaret as we walked into the kitchen. Both mom’s noses twitched. Margaret was first with

“I think someone needs their nappy changing as Helen got up and ran off into the house. Not you sweetheart” Margaret called after Helen.

“I think this one is mine, may I” mom said pointing to the changing mat. “Come on Mr Stinky pants” mom said beckoning me to the changing pad “What happened, you don’t normally do this”.

I looked over to Elizabeth who was shaking her head.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know, it just happened when me and Elizabeth were climbing in the hay bales”.

“OK, never mind, good job you had your nappy on, let’s get you cleaned up and changed” as mom pulled my shorts off, baby pants down, nappy unpinned then clean up started all while mom and Margaret still just chatting about what they get up to completely oblivious to the fact she was changing my nappy seemingly on auto-pilot.

“Right, I’m going into town shopping, do you want to come with me or stay here.”

Elizabeth was off the mark.

“Ooh can we come with you” but I was hesitant as I now knew that my nappy was not concealed by the shorts mom had put me in and the shorts that Louise had leant me yesterday less so.

“I can’t go like this though” emphasising my puffy underwear under my shorts.”

“I know” said Eliabeth who ran off upstairs. She returned a few minutes later with a lemon-yellow bundle. “You all said no one cares so you can wear this as its too small for me now and haven’t worn it in ages” and held out a yellow dress.

“That’s a good idea, his nappy won’t show in a dress” my mom agreed. So that was it and I was duly stripped of my shorts and T shirt then the dress fed over my head and buttoned at the back.

“Oh, that fits perfectly, it even comes halfway down his thighs so long enough” announced Margaret as I was made to spin round so, they could all take a proper look at me. I actually felt a little exposed with my bare legs sticking out below the dress and nothing now covering my nappy.

“You’ll just have to be careful how you sit so no-one can see up your dress” Elizabeth said gushing at me. “Also, take your socks and put your trainers back on in bare feet. It’s what girls do and put this headband on and now you look like a girl.”

Margaret and mom nodding their approval Mom me and Elizabeth went round and got in the car. Of course I had to sit in the back!

We got to the shopping centre and Elizabeth was out first and even opened my door for as I was being a bit slow to get out, I turned round and put my leg out but in so doing, Elizabeth got a full view of my nappy between my legs as I had not mastered keeping my legs together like a girl.

“See, I told you being a girl is more difficult, you have to keep your knees together at all times”.

“But I can’t, my nappy won’t let me put my knee’s together”.

“Well, you can at least try” mom was just giggling to herself.

“Come on then girls. Let’s get moving”.

It was a strange feeling walking around in a loose dress, almost feeling like being out naked, apart from my nappy, from my chest down and out in public but hidden at the same time. At least my nappy was hidden.

We had been looking around a dress shop for ages when mom decided we could have a treat and went to a café for a drink. I was sat drinking my drink and just relaxed wetting my nappy at the same time. Elizabeth stood up and said.

“I’m going to the loo, are you coming with me” I sat there and shook my head, but mom told me.

“Go on, go with her” so I got up and followed Elizabeth to the toilets. I was about to go in the men’s when Elizabeth grabbed my shoulder.

“No, silly. Girl’s toilet is this side” and we went in there instead. The toilets looked empty as Elizabeth went and locked the door on a stall leaving me standing there looking at myself in a floor to ceiling mirror. When I say looking at myself, I was looking at a girl a bit younger than me in a yellow dress that only just covered her bum and a yellow headband on.

Another mom came in with daughter who looked about 5. The mom was clearly not happy as she hoisted her daughter onto the changing table and telling her off for wetting her knickers and the little girl was crying. The mom lifted the girls legs up and pulled her wet knickers off before grabbing a nappy out of her bag and pinned it on along with pink baby pants. Dropping the wet knickers in a carrier bag in her bag.

Elizabeth came out and was washing her hands and she asked me.

“Do you need to go” I just shook my head and grinning at me she asked.

“Or have you already wet your nappy” now smiling at me. The mom turned round to Elizabeth and said.

“Good move, if in doubt keep little girls in nappies, I should have done that with Lucy” and they left. Elizabeth giggling to herself said.

“She even thinks you’re a girl, told you nobody would know”.

We did the shopping then took Elizabeth home some I could get my clothes back. Mom changed my wet nappy without even asking, I guess she is falling back into the role.

“I’m going to have to get you some nappy rash cream now you seem to be back in nappies full time”.