Timmy -- (Author) gbab65

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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: May 11, 2025 at 4:28 AM
Content: Timmy

Timmy

It was the summer before the holidays when I had just turned 6, we were just finishing class 1 and I was going to be in class 2 when we went back to school after the holidays.

My best friend at school was Simon. Everybody used to make fun of Simon because he wet his pants a lot at school and they were all scared it was something they could catch. I wasn’t worried though as my little brother Steve also wet himself everyday and I never caught that, he was only a baby though.

Me and Simon used to walk home together after school with either his mom or my mom. We would walk past the park on our way home and quite often, if the weather was nice, we would be allowed to stop and play on the swings and slides for a bit.

It was quite often, while playing on the park, Simon would wet himself. No big deal it seemed and we would carry on playing until it was time to go home.

Then all of sudden, Simon stopped having wet pants. That is until I noticed that he was still being pulled out of class everyday like he did when he wet his pants, He was also no longer wetting his pants in the park. We were playing on the slide and Simon ran up the stairs in front of me with me chasing him. He got to the top, sitting down and leaning forward, his shorts pulled down at the back and his T shirt pulled up and I saw it. Simon was wearing a nappy.

I didn’t say anything as I did not want to upset my friend, but I was fascinated. I wished it was me.

I had a hard time toilet training when I was little and had only finally ditched nappies completely the previous Christmas. Mom telling me that none of my friends wore nappies and they would make fun of me if they found out. But here was my best friend who was the same age and wearing a nappy. Although I no longer wore nappies, I still frequently wet my bed and had a plastic cover to protect the mattress.

When we went back to school after the summer holidays though, Simon was back in underwear and no longer having wetting accidents, he was still unpopular but he was still my best friend.

2 years later and we are now 8, we had stopped at the park with his mom and we were racing around as usual when Simon froze and wet himself quite badly but I think he poohed as well. Seeing this, his mom immediately came over and started shouting at him telling him what a baby he was and that he knew what was coming next. Only babies wet themselves and babies wear nappies, so if he was just going to stand there and wet himself then he must be a baby too and so he would have to wear a nappy too. We were then taken home with Simon looking very unhappy.

The next day at school and I immediately noticed that Simon was back in a nappy, his mom had carried out her threat. This rekindled my old interest in nappies again trying to remember what it was like.

I came up with a plan. I knew where Steve’s nappies were kept as mom was always asking me to get one for him. I knew where wet nappies went in the bucket in the bathroom as mom was always asking me to take them up there when she was changing Steve.

That night when I was sent to bed, I went upstairs on my own and went into the airing cupboard to get clean PJ’s and there they were, right where they always were but now with a renewed fascination for me, I had to have one. I took my PJ’s but also took a nappy and went into my room to get ready for bed.

I took my clothes off and then took the nappy and put it in my pants to hold it in place. I pulled my PJ’s on over the top and was pleased with the results, I turned my light off and jumped straight into bed. Mom appeared a few minutes later telling me I had forgot to go to the loo and brush my teeth as she got me out of bed. She patted my bottom as I got up and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth before turning round and going back to bed.

I realised that I had forgotten to go to the toilet, but it was too late now as mom tucked me in and I settled off to try and sleep. I was too excited to sleep though with the new sensations of wearing a nappy again and just lay there trying to remember back to when I still wore them during the day.

I was still awake when mom came in later to check on Steve as she was going to bed, she would quite often quickly check and change his nappy while he was still asleep. How I wished that was me. Every time I got into bed, I felt like I needed a wee even if I had only just had one.

I woke up the following morning before mom came in to get us up, still in my nappy and needing a wee so I decided to test it and lay there as I wet myself. This was great, no wonder mom had a hard time training me. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom, putting my nappy in the bucket just like I did all of the times with Steve’s. The best part was that my bed stayed dry and comfy, nothing worse than waking up on wet sheets.

Sure enough, that day at school, I took a closer look at Simon and could see the outline of his nappy under his shorts again. That pang of envy again. After school, we stopped at the park and were playing on the swings, Simon not even aware that I could see his nappy and him not caring anyway.

That night it was the start of the weekend and as usual on a Friday night, we had our bath and then were allowed to stay up a bit later and watch telly in bed. Steve would always come and jump in my bed and stay there for the night. I knew I wanted a nappy again but remembered to go and brush my teeth first. I even remembered to flush the toilet so mom would think I’d had a wee.

I got a nappy out of the airing cupboard and went into our bedroom to find Simon already in my bed waiting for telly night. I repeated the previous night and put the nappy between my legs and help it place with my pants then pulled my PJ’s on over the top and got into bed. Steve sat there watching me but never batted an eyelid.

I got the telly on and then started looking round the 3 channels for something to watch and found our favourite Kung Fu series just. We settled down to watch and Steve was asleep almost instantly and I don’t think I was far behind.

I was having a dream that me and Simon were on the park playing on the swings and slides, only this time, I also had a nappy on. We were chasing and Simon was ahead of me as we went up the stairs to the slide, Simon stopped at the top and had a grin on his face and in the process of stopping, I felt as I wet my nappy. I was sort of aware as mom came in later to switch the telly off and change Steve’s nappy, but I was soon fast asleep.

The following morning was the weekend, I got up to go downstairs and watch cartoons so as not to wake Steve up. My nappy felt a bit wet, but I was unable to remember if I had wet before going to sleep, soon forgotten as sat on the floor doing my morning wee in my nappy.

Mom came down a while later with Steve and set him on the floor with me whilst she went into the kitchen to make her cup of tea. I took the opportunity to race upstairs and get my nappy off and get dressed for the day.

Saturday might and I did the same again, teeth brushed, toilet flushed then nappy and pants on in our room with Steve watching me. I tried to fasten the nappy to better hold it in place too, a bit crooked but holding. Steve jumped in with me and we were both asleep straight away, I don’t even remember mom coming in to check us like she did every night.

I woke up the following morning and was lying there trying to work out what was what, I was aware of my nappy, but it felt different, it felt tighter like it had been put on properly, I could only think that it must have shrunk in the night which is why it felt tight. I quietly got out of bed and sneaked downstairs to watch telly, again sitting on the floor and letting go of my morning wee in my nappy. As usual mom appeared a while later with Steve, putting him down with me as she went to make her tea.

Mom came back into the living room and asked how I slept? I said

“Good thanks.”

“That’s alright then” she said, “looks like your plan is working then.”

“My plan?” I asked.

“Yes” she said, “I came in to change Steve last night as normal and I saw you were wearing a loose nappy too, I rolled you over and so I could refasten your nappy then pulled your pants back up. I had noticed there were more nappies in the bucket than I expected and that your bed is staying dry. Its easier for me to have extra nappies instead of wet beds anyway so if your happy then I’m happy.”

So that evening after tea, mom asked me to go and get a clean nappy for Steve so she could get him ready for bed,

“but bring two” she said.

She changed Steve as usual on the mat in front of the fire then took him up to bed while I was still watching telly. Coming back downstairs, mom knelt back on the floor in front of the fire and said come on then your turn. Pulling my shorts and pants off, I was soon taped tightly into a nappy. Mom brought me a glass of milk while we sat watching telly, this is something that never happens as it can cause wet beds.

A little while later I was sent up to brush my teeth and get into bed, I was also told

“Don’t worry about the toilet as you’ll will be ok until the morning”, I did as I was told and brushed my teeth and got into bed, immediately feeling the usual conflict of not being able to tell if I needed a wee or not, I just relaxed and felt a little leak but without a care I was asleep,

The following morning and we were all up early as I had to go to school. I was downstairs sitting at the table eating my breakfast and having my morning wee in my nappy at the same time. After breakfast, mom took us both upstairs and ran a bath. Nappies off and in the bucket and a quick bath,

“so you didn’t smell of wee at school” mom said.

So that became our nightly routine, I was back in nappies for bed every night. On occasions, I would even wet before I got to bed and mom would just mock me in fun, I was after all getting bigger so wetting more.

The following Saturday and I was downstairs as usual watching cartoons when mom came down with Steve. Putting him down by me then off to make her cup of tea, she returned and just watched us watching telly.

A little while later, mom knelt down on the floor next to us and set about changing Steve’s nappy and put his shorts and T shirt on him then without a pause she lay me down on the mat and started taking my nappy off me too. She then grabbed a new nappy from a different pack and taped it on me. I was then told as we were not going anywhere straight away, then I may as well stay comfy. I did not complain.

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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: May 14, 2025 at 8:52 PM
Content: Timmy 2

That was the first time I had spent the day in a nappy that I remember and loved it; we had our nappies changed in the afternoon and again ready for bed. The following day was Sunday and again mom got us up had her cup of tea then got our nappies changed, only this time we also got dressed. I never commented as I was loving every second of it.

I could see the outline of my nappy under my shorts like Simon’s did, but mom said that nobody else will notice. Mom then said we were going down to the beach to play in the sea.

Down on the beach and mom had set the beach tent and windbreak up, giving us a bit of shelter from everybody watching us. I wrapped my towel round me and slid my shorts and nappy off together to keep things hidden while I got my trunks on and then my shorty wetsuit. Mom had got Steve to lie on the blanket while she took his shorts and nappy off to get his swim nappy and beach suit on as Steve would not be in the big waves with me. That done and mom then sat there folding our clothes and even separated and folded my still clean nappy from my shorts and put them in the beach tent.

I then ran down to the sea, still in view of mom and Steve and started to jump in the waves as they came crashing over my head. While playing in the sea, I got close to a couple of girls, one of whom I went to school with, That was Becky. At school, we weren’t really mates but now in the sea together, we were like best friends.

The other girl, who appeared about 6 or 7, was Becky’s little sister Lisa. They were both wearing wetsuits too and from the outline of her wetsuit, I think Lisa was also wearing a swim nappy. Now as a little gang, we were soon jumping in and out of the waves.

Becky’s mom, called Sarah, was on her own on the beach just sitting on a beach towel with a bag containing the girls clothes. After we had been playing a while, I said we should go and get drinks and went over to Sarah to say we were going to my mom’s for drinks. We then went to our beach camp. Mom seeing me with 2 friends said hi and asked who the lady was sitting on her own and we said it was Becky’s mom. My mom did no more than send Becky off to go and get Sarah and join us in our beach camp. Sarah came over and said hi and then sat down and just started chatting with mom while we had a pop carton each. Becky and Lisa also said hi to Steve and agreeing he was too little, we ran off back into the sea for another splash about.

While we were playing, Becky came over to me, away from Lisa. She said

“I don’t know if you’ve noticed and please don’t say anything, but Lisa is in nappies as she has been having loads of problems at school and it has affected her quite badly.”

I said

“Don’t worry, I get it. I’m sure she’s not the only one her age or even older or even the only one on this beach with similar issues.”

I felt the need for a wee so just stood there as a wave came over me and did a wee in my wetsuit. That nice warm feeling between my legs a lot like wetting a nappy. We were soon trapsing up the beach again having now had our fill of sea and waves.

As we approached our camp. Our mom’s were still chatting away quite happily and I could see mom had been tidying up and getting all of our things into 2 distinct piles in the back of our beach tent with a nappy on top of each pile. We sat and carried on chatting for a while when then decided we should get changed back into our clothes and go to the park for a bit instead. Mom said Becky could get changed in our tent first. So me Becky and Lisa started taking our wetsuits off, Lisa was a bit hesitant at first but as mom grabbed hold of Steve and took his beach suit, he was left standing there in just his swim nappy. Sarah then started helping Lisa get her wetsuit off revealing that she was wearing a bathing suit but also an obvious swim nappy. This was soon covered up as she was wrapped in a towel. Mom also wrapped a towel round Steve and I was passed a towel too as Becky went into our tent to get dressed.

Becky came out of our tent and don’t know why but she had a big grin on her face. Mom then got Steve lying down and took his swim nappy off while she then started taping his normal nappy back on and getting him dressed. Sarah’s mom saying

“May I” then lay Lisa down in our tent and changed her swim nappy for a normal nappy out of her bag and got her dressed.

Tent now clear. I went in and let the screen fall to get changed and mom just ducked under to get a nappy taped on me and I was dressed in private too.

As I came out, Becky was now chuckling to herself and I stood up and went over to her away from our mom’s.

“I know” she said

“know what I replied”

“I know who one of the other older children wearing nappies is” Thinking my secret was still safe replied with

“Really, have you seen someone?” now speaking much more quietly, Becky replied

“I was in your tent getting changed, I saw the two piles of clothes your mom had put in there. They both had a nappy with them and the pile of clothes that you are now wearing had a bigger nappy than the other pile” I just stood there, mouth agape as I tried to think of a response. Stil grinning, Becky said “Don’t worry, I won’t say anything. You haven’t teased Lisa so I won’t tease you” I had no words. “and you look like Simon does at school”

“What? You know about Simon?”

“Yeh, everybody knows about Simon. It is so expected now we don’t even bother saying anything now. I did sometimes wonder about you though. Everybody says you must be the same as you are his only friend and now, I know”

“Yeh, but Simon doesn’t know. In fact, I hope nobody knows. it’s all a bit new and I’m still coming to terms with it myself.”

“It’s OK, I won’t say anything. At least you are a bit more discreet than my sister” as we turned to look at Lisa sitting on the floor, legs bent in front of her showing off her nappy to anybody who walked past.”

“Does anybody else know?”

“well apart from our mom’s”

“Wait a minute, how does your mom know?”

“Because she’s a mom. She could see your piles of clothes and nappies in the tent and as I was going into your tent to get changed, my mom looked at me, looked at the piles of clothes, looked back at me and put her finger to her lips telling me not to say anything. My mom still has to change Lisa everyday like she was still a baby, seeing you in a nappy won’t faze her.”

“What so Lisa uses a nappy for everything.”

“yep, just like a 2-year-old or your friend Simon, I expect your brother Steve does and you will too. That is because you are all nappy wearer’s and it is what nappies are for, ”

“No, I don’t do that. It’s just wetting I have problems with. Simon doesn’t either, he just wets.”

“I’ve seen Simon squatting down at the park like Lisa does when she is poohing and I’ve been in the nurses office at school after Simon had just left and it definitely smelled of dirty nappies.”

At that we picked up all of our stuff and loaded our beach pull along trailer and made our way back to the cars. We all jumped into our cars and dove to the other end of the promenade where the play park was. We all jumped out together again and went to the hut first where we all had a snack and a drink. Me Becky and Lisa then all ran off to the clamber structure while Simon stayed with the mom’s.

We had been climbing about for a while and me and Becky were in one tower and we could see Lisa in another tower, she was squatting down while looking around her but not seeing us.

“See, I told you. She is filling her nappy”

“How do you know”

“Because she is my sister and I see her do it everyday”

“Well come on then, I need to be getting back”

“Why, I want you to stay here with me for a bit longer”

“I know but I need to get back so mom can take me to the toilets”

“Can’t you go by yourself then”

“well, I normally can but not while wearing this”

“so just go in your nappy then.”

“I can’t, what would my mom say?”

“Probably the same as every other mom does, oh look someone needs their nappy changing, come on, do it for me, I dare you” thinking through Becky’s logic and with pressure building, I let a bit of gas out but immediately followed through and filled my nappy with barely a thought.

“See, I knew you would” Becky said now delighted I had followed her wishes. “come on, let’s go and get Lisa and take you back to your mommies”

I could feel the mass in my nappy, moving around a little as I walked, not a completely alien feeling either, but somehow familiar.

Becky found Lisa still up the tower and said

“Come on then stinker, time to go and get the babies changed”

“I’m not a baby” said Lisa

“No and nor is Timmy, but you both need changing”

“have you filled your nappy too Timmy” Lisa asked me. I had no words.

Mom had just come out of the baby change with Steve as we got back to the benches

“Round 2” Becky said as we appeared

“For whom” Sarah asked

“Both of you”

“OK, can you watch Steve sec please whilst I get Timmy sorted” at that mom grabbed the change bag and Sarah followed us with Lisa as we went back into the baby change.

Lisa and I were laid down side by side as mom and Sarah set about changing and cleaning us like two toddlers but not even failing to pause their conversation as they set about us. Clean and changed into fresh nappies, we were lead back to the benches, mom not even asking why I had filled my nappy anymore than she would have asked Steve. I guess she was now expecting me to just be a nappy wearer and do what nappy wearers do.