A little but longer - How his stepsister changed Finns life - Abandoned (12-09-2022) -- (Author) LudoErgoSum

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Mar 15, 2021 at 4:56 AM
Content: The consensus seemed to be the best plan was to start over with a new thread so here we go. For future reference, this is an edited repost of https://www.adisc.org/forum/threads...h ... fe.149593/ by Kirigaya. This first post is just to get folks oriented and chapters will be posted after with one chapter per response.

The first six chapters are edits of her story and everything beyond that is my own invention and so you can't blame them for it. It's been an interesting puzzle to take the sometimes... interesting feedback Grammarly gives and try to conform to those rules without resulting in something dumb. At least I got it to relax about flagging a lot of the emphasis as being redundant. For some reason Grammarly thinks that you should use just one stronger verb instead of a weaker verb with an intensifying adverb.

The rate at which I post these chapters is still to be decided. I'll probably very quickly catch up to where Kirigaya left us but after that it will depend a lot on how fast I write it. As I post this there are two chapters beyond the original six but I definitely have momentum going for another couple, we'll see.

So, without further ado:

A little, But Longer
How Finn’s stepsister changed his lifeBy Kirigaya:
https://www.adisc.org/forum/threads...h ... fe.149593/
Edited and continued by LudoErgoSum
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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Mar 15, 2021 at 5:16 AM
Content: Chapter 1 - War and peace in the patchwork family“Finny’s diaper leaked again!” announced Sarah as she entered the kitchen. The girl did an excellent job of hiding the glee in her voice, but her facial expression made it clear that she didn’t have the slightest sympathy for her 13-year-old stepbrother. “They aren’t diapers!” wailed Finn. A tear rolled down the boy’s bright red cheek as he looked at the black granite floor tiles in shame. “Maybe that’s the problem, buddy.” Finn’s stepfather Peter said softly, gently taking the boy in his arms. Finn looked questioningly into the loving eyes of the man his mother married six months ago. Finn’s Dad took a deep breath and continued speaking, “Maybe it’s time we tried something else.” “I’ve been saying forever that Finny should just wear Pampers...” griped Sarah, immediately receiving the sternest look from her father. “You shouldn’t tease Finn, Sarah. Big sisters don’t do that,” he murmured. “She may be big, but she’s never acted like a sister!” thought Finn, glaring venomously at his bully.

They sat down at the kitchen table. While Sarah prodded listlessly at her cereal, Dad prepared lunch boxes for the kids. As he did every morning on a school day, Finn made a sandwich and cut a few apple pieces for his little sister, Lissy, before starting to eat. Shortly after Finn finished cutting up the apple, his mother Vera came into the kitchen with a happy four-year-old in her arms. “Good morning, family!” Mom called cheerfully before setting the cuddly child down next to her son. “Good morning!” the little girl squealed even more happily. “Hi Punkin!” chortled Dad, setting down a sippy cup full of warm cocoa next to the plate Finn had prepared for Lissy. “Morning,” a glum Finn mumbled, absorbed in thought and staring at the table. “Cheer up, buddy!” said Dad, ruffling his hair.

Mom looked questioningly at her husband. “Leaked again...” he formed with his lips without saying the words aloud. Mom understood immediately. She knew how much it hurt her son whenever that happened, and it was becoming more and more frequent. “Did our boys make you breakfast again, Princess?” Mom asked Lissy fondly to change the subject. “Uh-huh!” the girl gurgled. She had already devoured half her sandwich, leaned her head lovingly against Finn’s shoulder, and drank greedily from her cup. “Thanks, Finn and Daddy!” she sputtered. “You’re welcome, Froggy!” giggled Finn. The boy was never sad for long around her. But, like many things about her little stepbrother, Sarah was annoyed he got along so well with her sister.

“I’m just saying... if he’d wear Pampers at night too, we’d have so much less drama in the morning, and there’d be so much less laundry...” Dad gave her another stern look, so Sarah paused for a moment and took a sip of orange juice. She knew her parents felt the same way because she’d heard those words while listening at their bedroom door one night before she snuck out of the house. Sarah saw her parents’ glances, grinned nastily at Finn, and kept talking in the most casual voice possible. “I mean, has Lissy’s night diaper ever leaked? And Julia told me that Oli Mueller wears a diaper at night when she babysits for him.” “Lissy is four, and Oli is six!” Finn scoffed indignantly. “But you’re not much taller than them,” she sneered. More tears welled up in his eyes. “Enough with the teasing, Sarah! Final warning! One more word, and you’ll lose your smartphone for a week,” Dad intervened. That was something the girl didn’t dare risk. The endless texts with her friends and the thousands of videos she watched on that little box gave the 15-year-old even more joy than teasing her stepbrother.

For the rest of breakfast, neither Finn nor Sarah spoke a word, and 20 minutes later, all three children left the house together. “Move it, babies! Don’t dawdle around! I got a date!” the annoyed 15-year-old grumbled. When her friends saw her with her little siblings, Sarah hated it, but she resented Finn much more than Lissy. He was always the sweet kid, the bright kid, the poor little weak kid who got so much more attention than she did, even from her father. Also, she hated that Finn had just skipped an entire school year and had been going to her school for a few weeks now, one short year below her. She'd drop out if she had to put up with him during class because he skipped another grade. “Hey! I’m not a baby. My legs are just short!” whined Lissy. “Almost as short as Finny’s!” mocked Sarah, grinning nastily at him. Finn glared back venomously.

“Go ahead then! I’ll take Lissy to kindergarten, as usual!” he replied. “If you’re offering...” she shouted, already running ahead. He knew perfectly well that Sarah just wanted to smoke and gossip with two girls from her class before school, but it didn’t bother him. Quite the opposite, the prospect of a few quiet minutes with Lissy, who was always lovely to him, was all too tempting. After all, he would have to endure all the other kids’ teasing right afterward, even if Sarah avoided him like the devil avoids holy water. Dwarf, squirt, or nerd were the more flattering names they had for him. Sarah never shied away from bringing up his bedwetting or his daytime accidents whenever they ran into each other. Lissy squeezed his hand and happily smiled at him. “I like to move it, move it.” sang Finn in his robot voice, and they both giggled.

The school day went by for Finn, like most of the others. He wasn’t the youngest kid in school, but he was by far the smallest. It wasn’t uncommon for teachers who didn’t know him yet to ask him if he was lost. While he was eager to find a quiet spot during recess to avoid teasing, Finn had the most fun during class, unlike most children. His new school finally challenged him, mainly due to the one year he had skipped. Yet, it only took him a few weeks to catch up in most classes and even get ahead of his classmates. Finn didn’t have to work hard for it. He simply understood almost everything the first time a teacher explained it, yet he tried hard not to show that off. While he answered questions correctly when a teacher asked him something, he rarely raised his hand to volunteer an answer. And since Finn’s low standing among his classmates had not gone unnoticed by the teachers, most of them were okay with this compromise in his class participation.

As he did every day at 1:05 pm, Finn happily trotted the 250 meters to the kindergarten to pick up his little sister. She was already waiting for him under the canopy. For the ten minutes they walked home, Lissy babbled about all the adventures of her ever-eventful day. Those were the first sentences another child had directed at him since school started. Finn had no real friends, at least none his age. However, since he didn’t care for most things boys his age find interesting, that didn’t bother him much. But to Lissy, he was a hero. Six-year-old Oliver Müller and the ten-year-old Brown twins, Patrick and Mathew (called Pat and Mat), also looked up to him. Still, only Oli and Lissy did so literally since Pat and Mat were taller than Finn now. Sarah (who had been gossiping with her friends after school) caught up with her siblings again as they reached the front door. Mom was already waiting for the children with their lunch. After they ate, Finn did his homework and played with Lissy outside in the garden. Neither Oli nor the Brown twins joined them that day, so the two played together until it was time for dinner.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Mar 15, 2021 at 5:49 AM
Content: Chapter 2 - Bedtime storiesAt 8:30 pm, it was quiet in the house again. Lissy had been in bed for half an hour, and Sarah had spent the whole day in her room. No one knew what she was doing there, but Finn didn’t want to know. Every minute she didn’t tease him was a good minute. Finn was in his beanbag lying under his reading lamp, browsing through one of his favorite books, when there was a knock at the door. He looked up in surprise as Dad and Mom came into his bedroom. Usually, only one would check on him shortly after 9:30 pm to ensure he was in bed at bedtime. Instead, both his parents knelt by him. He put “The Color of Magic” aside and asked, “What is it?” Mom stroked the boy’s arm while Dad took a deep breath just as Finn remembered what his stepfather tried to say at the breakfast table.

“You know, buddy, I think we should give Pampers a shot,” Dad said gently. The boy’s eyes widened as Mom continued, “They’ll hold up so much better than your Goodnites, honey.” “No, no! Please, no!” screamed Finn. He looked back and forth between his parents with pleading puppy dog eyes. “You wouldn’t wake up in a cold, wet bed anymore...” his mother explained. And from the way she looked back and forth between him and his stepfather, Finn immediately knew that they weren’t going to argue with him but had already made up their minds. He yanked free of her and threw himself on his bed in response. “I don’t want to! I don’t want to!” howled Finn. Dad sat down at the edge of the bed and stroked the hair of the boy he loved like his son from the first day.

“Why do I still wet the bed? I’m a freak!” sobbed Finn. His voice was like an elderly parrot, croaking through his tears. “Oh buddy, don’t say that! Your body just isn’t quite there yet. Many kids are like that, and, who knows, when you finally get a good night’s sleep, maybe it’ll stop.” Dad whispered. Finn grabbed the man’s hand and pulled it to his chest. “But Sarah will make fun of me!” the boy sniffled. “Don’t you worry about Sarah; we’ll talk to her.” continued Dad in a croon. Finn pulled Dad’s hand closer to his chest while wrapping himself around his Dad’s lower arm. “Okay?” the man asked. Finn did not answer immediately. He knew that he had no choice. Once his parents decided something, it was virtually impossible to dissuade them, especially when he didn’t have a better solution. Finn sniffled and tightened his hold on Dad’s hand. “Okay…” he croaked after a few more seconds. Then, the boy felt his body rise into the air. His stepfather effortlessly lifted him out of bed with only the one arm Finn hung from. “Hey!” he squealed as the man set him down on his lap, and yet the little guy immediately cuddled up to him.

“Okay, Sweetie, if you help, we’ll be done in no time,” whispered Mom as Dad put the boy back down. Finn closed his eyes and nodded. He didn’t flinch when his mother removed his jeans and underpants in one fluid motion. Finn felt the rubbery mattress protector under the bedsheet on his bare bottom. Mom unfolded one of Lissy’s diapers that she had brought from the cabinet in the bathroom. The papery material rustled quietly. “Bottoms up!” she cooed, and Finn obeyed. She placed the diaper under him and tenderly patted his bare belly to make him lower himself again. Finn noticed the sweet, familiar scent of the baby powder that Mom generously sprinkled on his groin. Suddenly, she pulled the Pampers’ front almost to his belly button and snugly closed the tapes. “There you go! It’s great how well you helped. Good boy!” Mom praised him delightedly. Finn sniffled but said nothing. She tenderly tickled his belly until he couldn’t help himself and doubled over with giggles, opening his eyes again. “It looks like Lissy’s Pampers just fit. What do you think, honey, is it too tight?” she asked lovingly. Finn shrugged his shoulders. “No, not too tight… I guess,” he mumbled.

Once again, Dad lifted his stepson and placed him on his feet. Finn felt the absorbent pad in his crotch sag down a smidge and his t-shirt slide over his diaper. His Pampers were thicker in his crotch than his Goodnites. They stuck out even when he just stood there. Finn looked at his reflection in his closet mirror. A happy lion waved at him from his new nighttime underwear. “I look like a baby,” he said softly and then sniffled again. “Nonsense, Sweetie! You’re our big boy!” purred Mom, tugging the leak guards at the leg cuffs. She patted his bottom twice from underneath and said, “Maybe we’ll buy these for you one size larger after all.” Dad nodded. Finn blushed bright red as he felt the soft material hug his bottom with each pat. He was embarrassed that it felt good.

“But what if I wake up tonight and have to pee?” he croaked. “Well, you’ll stay in the nice warm bed and pee.” Mom chuckled and kissed him on the cheek. Finn was surprised by this answer. “Can’t I just take them off?” he asked. Dad shook his head. “No, buddy, please don’t touch your diaper. If you don’t close it properly, it’s going to leak. So for now, if you’re wearing a Pamper, you’re wearing a Pamper, and you don’t worry about the potty.” he explained. “But...” squealed Finn. At that moment, Mom pulled his T-shirt over his head to put his pajamas on him. “No buts, Monkey! Daddy’s right. You don’t have to worry about the potty if you're wearing Pampers. Just try to sleep and get a good night’s rest.” “Hey! you guys talk to me like you talk to Lissy!” the boy grumbled. “Because we love you just as much as we love Lissy!” explained Dad, kissing him on the cheek. Pouting, Finn pushed his lower lip forward.

“Why is Finn crying?” asked Lissy, standing in the doorway to her brother’s room. She looked at his bed with watery eyes. Lissy held her pacifier in her right hand that the little girl still used at night. With her left hand, she pressed her cuddly lamb against her chest. Unlike Sarah, Lissy felt nothing but love and admiration for her big brother, and the loving sister fought back her tears when she saw him unhappy. “Because Finny’s finally wearing baby diapers again, just like you.” teased Sarah, standing behind her. As she spoke, the look on her parents' faces told the 15-year-old that she had just crossed the line. “Go away!” screeched Finn through his tears. The boy flung his little body onto his belly and yanked his covers over his head, disappearing underneath them. “To your room! Now!” said Dad in a voice that left no doubt she was in big trouble. Sarah went to her room silently and closed her bedroom door behind her, but Lissy stayed, wiping a tear from her cheek with her sleeve.

“Finn is sad because his Pull-Ups can’t keep his bed dry anymore, Punkin,” Dad whispered gently. He lovingly stroked the blanket where Finn was hiding as he quivered like a heap of misery. “Oh no!” squealed the girl, who was 15 centimeters shorter than Finn. She ran to his bed and petted the blanket where Finn buried his feet as tenderly as her father. “Why aren’t you asleep yet, Sweetie?” whispered Mom, opening her arms so Lissy could hug her. Lissy shook her head and pulled on Mom’s hand so she would pet Finn instead. “It was so loud,” whispered Lissy. Mom giggled and carefully peeled the blanket from her son’s body. “Hey! Not fair!” he whined. Still sobbing and curled up like a hedgehog, the boy looked up at the three of them. Lissy beamed at him and immediately crawled into his bed to cuddle. Finn couldn’t help but giggle through his tears when she did that. He didn’t resist and put his ear to her head as she wrapped her arms around him.

“You know wearing a Pamper to bed isn’t all bad. If Mommy or Daddy helps you at night, they have to read you a story too,” giggled the little girl as she felt his breath on her head and listened to his heartbeat slow down. “When Lissy’s right, she’s right, Buddy.” chortled Dad with a grin. He knew perfectly well that his daughter was desperate to know what happened next with the little bear and the little tiger from her bedtime story. “Yay! I’ll be right back!” she squealed and skipped out of the room. Seconds later, she returned. Her blanket, which she slipped over her head like a way-too-big coat, dragged behind her across the hardwood floor. “The Trip to Panama” protruded from under the covers. She handed the book to Dad and crawled back into her brother’s bed. Finn choked on a laugh and coughed twice as she immediately snuggled back against him. Lissy was not an uncommon guest in his bed. Usually, she came in the middle of the night when she had woken from a nightmare and snuggled up to him to make herself feel better. However, today she did it only for him. Little by little, his tears dried, making the red-hot skin of his cheeks slightly taut under the salty residue.

“So... the tiger and the bear and the tiger duck found this box from Panamanama...” babbled Lissy, drawing his right hand to her cheek. “Panama.” giggled Finn. “Uh-huh!” the girl cackled and squealed, “Read! Read! Read! Daddy!” Dad grinned, pulling Finn’s beanbag next to his stepson’s bed. Only now, Lissy opened her left hand and dropped two pacifiers on Finn’s chest. She immediately put one in her mouth and the other one in Finn’s. “Oh?!” the boy mumbled, taken by surprise. “That one’s part of storytime, too,” Lissy explained in a voice as clear as a bell. Finn turned bright red and reached for the soother, but Mom gently held onto his arm that Lissy wasn’t hugging. “Lissy’s right. Keep the binky in there for a minute. It’ll help you calm down, Monkey.” she explained, tenderly covering the bodies of the two children with Finn’s blanket.

Finn was utterly overwhelmed by the situation. For the first time in years, he wore an actual baby diaper for the night. For the first time in years, his mom had diapered him. For the first time in what seemed like forever, his Mom and Dad had put him to bed and read him a story. But all too well, he remembered the last time he used a pacifier. It was only yesterday. Lissy had often offered him one of her binkies when they played together. Once he had let himself be talked into it the first time, he was only too happy to take her up on these offers. It then was the one big, shared secret between him and his little sister. Finn loved the peace he felt while sucking it, yet he still was ashamed. He didn’t want to think about how Sarah would tease him if she knew. However, until now, the boy assumed that his parents didn’t know either. He never expected they would encourage him to use a binky. Mom kissed both children on the cheeks, sat at the headboard, and lovingly stroked Finn’s hair as Dad began to read. With each stroke, Finn’s little body relaxed. He felt himself unconsciously sucking on his pacifier, and the plate bobbed and danced on his lips. His eyelids became heavier and heavier as he breathed more calmly and deeply.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Mar 15, 2021 at 6:28 AM
Content: Chapter 3 – From DuckTales to drama“Good morning, snuggle bunnies!” whispered Mom as she came back into Finn’s room in the morning. “Hey, mommy!” squealed Lissy before Finn opened his eyes. The girl was suddenly wide awake and crawling out of bed as if someone had flipped her switch. She was so excited that she didn’t notice that she pulled the covers off Finn. “Morning, Mom!” he mumbled. Surprised, he grabbed at his face and realized that he had kept the pacifier in his mouth all night. Little by little, the memory of last night came back. He turned crimson and put the binky on his nightstand. Mom giggled and tousled his hair. “How did you sleep?” she asked. “Super fabulous cozy!” squealed Lissy again, cuddling up to the woman. Mom looked questioningly at her son. “Fine, I guess.” Finn stammered, still embarrassed. However, as he thought about it, he had to admit that he slept very well. Finn looked at his Mickey Mouse alarm clock and felt unusually rested. Suddenly he realized it was 7 am. He panicked for a brief moment thinking that he had overslept, but then remembered it was a holiday and the beginning of a four-day weekend.

“Great! And I see your bed stayed completely dry. How about your Pampers, guys?” asked Mom, enjoying the hug of her youngest. “Wet and squishy!” giggled Lissy, patting herself on the bottom. “Mom!” whined Finn, who didn’t like how she was talking about his nighttime underwear at all. “What is it, honey?” asked Mom, checking his crotch without waiting for his answer. “Don’t call them that!” sniffled Finn as he felt how she pressed the warm squishy gel against him. “Oh, Monkey... that’s what you call them. And I see you needed yours as much as your sister needed hers,” she announced cheerfully. “Can I have a new one to watch cartoons?” asked Lissy. “Sure, princess!” replied Mom. That request was not unusual for the girl. She often asked for a fresh diaper to start the day comfortably in front of the TV on her days off. Finn also often wore his Goodnites on weekend mornings until after the family breakfast. Sometimes he would even put on a fresh one when he had peed too much during the night. And he thought his parents had never caught him doing it, but his mother knew all too well.

Mom grabbed a diaper that she placed on Finn’s desk moments before and took only seconds to change Lissy on the floor. “Come watch cartoons, Finn!” the girl squealed. Finn grinned and was about to sit up, but Mom held him back and said, “Just a minute, Lissy. I have to change Finn’s diaper, too.” The boy watched in shock as his mother took a second diaper from his desk and was already pulling off his pajama pants. “But Mom...” he squeaked. “You can keep your diaper on until after breakfast, Monkey. Daddy and Sarah are still asleep, and I want to go for a run in a minute.” Mom said gently. She smiled happily because she secretly liked taking care of Finn again. “Daddy bought some Pampers in your size last night.” she purred as she closed the fresh diaper on his belly.

Finn stared at her in disbelief, but Mom smiled and kissed his cheek. She lifted him out of bed and checked the snugness of his new undergarment. “These fit perfectly! Excellent!” she marveled after tugging the leg gathers into place. She patted his padded, rustling bottom twice from underneath and finally put his pajama pants back on him. “Hey!” squealed Finn, who didn’t know what hit him. His emotions and thoughts spiraled wildly. He was thirteen years old! He shouldn’t wet the bed. His mom shouldn’t diaper him. And he shouldn’t get a diaper change to watch cartoons with his little sister. But why did he enjoy how it made him feel? So tiny and so safe at the same time. He didn’t have time to sort out his thoughts since Lissy was already pulling on his arm again, whining impatiently. Mom chuckled and gave him another couple of gentle pats as Lissy pulled him past. It seemed she always patted Pampered bottoms whenever she could.

It was close to 9 am when Mom returned from her run. She stood in the living room doorway and watched her young children with a cold water bottle in her hand. Finn and Lissy were still sitting in front of the TV, peacefully watching a happy duck dive through a mountain of gold coins. The soft fabric of their pajamas did nothing to hide their padded underwear. Someone who didn’t know Finn would think they were looking at two toddlers. “So cute!” thought Mom, unable to prevent a giggle from escaping her. She cleared her throat to cover it up, and both kids turned around. Finn, noticing her, untangled the arm Lissy had wrapped around him and hopped over to his mother. “It’s good you’re back, Mommy. Can I take off my diaper?” the boy asked. “No, Sweetie. Only Daddy and I are allowed to,” answered Mom and drank another big gulp of water. Sweat glossed on her forehead. “But I have to pee!” continued Finn, hopping from one leg to the other.

“So? If you’re wearing a Pamper, you’re wearing a Pamper, and you don’t worry about the potty,” she repeated Dad’s words from the night before in a sing-song. Mom looked at him cheerfully and encouragingly until the boy finally got the message. Finn’s heart loudly thumped as he squatted. He was almost surprised at how easy it was to relax his bladder. However, he had needed to pee for some time now. Suddenly, the hot liquid gushed out of him in a hiss and spread through his diaper’s crotch. It took barely a second for everything to dry up and for him only to feel the warmth remaining. The swollen gel hung heavily in the seat of his diaper. While he had deliberately peed in his Goodnites before, doing it in front of his mother was a weird feeling. Not bad, just odd.

He sheepishly grinned as he stood back up. Mom smiled, pulled down his pajama bottoms, and checked the extent of this “not so accident.” “Good boy! See? Your pants stayed completely dry. Now go and watch some more TV with Lissy. I’m going to take a quick shower, and then I’ll kick our marmots out of bed.” Mom warbled happily. She kissed Finn on the forehead and disappeared upstairs. Completely flabbergasted, Finn sat down next to Lissy again, and she cuddled up to him as if nothing had happened.

“What’s on the baby program?” asked Sarah when she came into the living room at 9 am, seeing her siblings still sitting in front of the TV. Finn gave her an annoyed look but didn’t answer. “DuckTales! Whoo-hoo!” squealed Lissy, not picking up on Sarah’s intentions. Only now did the 15-year-old notice the edge of the diaper sticking out of Finn’s pajama pants. “My goodness, is Finny wearing Pampers?” she teased him, “Suits you, potty pants!” Finn jumped up and stood in front of her. His 128 centimeters didn’t look slightly threatening to Sarah since she was more than 30 centimeters taller. She laughed and bent over to pull his pants down to his knees. “Hey!” shouted Finn indignantly but was far too surprised to repel her attack. “Oh no! Somebody’s got a wet dipey!” she drooled, patting Finn’s exposed diaper from below. At that moment, Finn lost it and slapped her in the face. His flat hand hit her cheek with a resounding clap. Sarah was shocked but at the same time felt triumphant. Never before had she managed to upset him so much, but his slap didn’t even hurt. “Why, you little...” she shouted while Finn, enraged, lashed out to hit Sarah again. “Enough!” roared Dad, who had entered the living room at that moment and caught the situation with a glance. Stunned, they both paused. Then, without hesitation, Dad lifted Finn out of range and looked at him sternly.

“Finnegan Michael O’Sullivan, we never raise a hand to each other in this house!” said Dad loudly. “But...” Finn tried to justify himself, but his father would not allow it. “Never! And you never hit a girl!” he continued, almost yelling. Sarah grinned nastily at Finn and nodded in agreement. Dad glared at his daughter, turned to Finn again, and continued, “No matter how nasty and disgusting she acts. Do you understand?” Because Dad raised his voice so rarely, Finn was intimidated right away. Although he knew that his stepfather would never hurt him, Finn was afraid. Dad had a good sense of what things gave his children the most pleasure and didn’t hesitate to take those things away for a long time. And when he meant business, he meant business. “I’m listening, mister!” murmured Dad more softly because he noticed the boy trembling. “Yes, Sir. I-I-I’m sorry, Sarah!” stammered the boy. Again, the girl grinned, but not for long as Dad turned to her and scolded, “And you?! We’ve talked about this! More than once, Sarah. You’re on very fragile ice here! You’re the big sister. Act like it!” “Y-Y-Yes, Daddy. I’m sorry.” It was Sarah’s turn to stammer, but Dad was not satisfied. He stared at her defiantly until she sighed, looked at her stepbrother, and groaned, “I’m sorry I made fun of you, Finny.”

Finn sniffled, nodded, and wiped his wet eyes with his sleeve. He wanted to pull his pajama pants back up, but Dad held his hands tight. “Wait a minute, Sweetie.” his stepfather now whispered lovingly. His voice and posture had changed so much; it was as if aliens had replaced him. Dad knelt by the boy, looked down at him, and pressed the warm gel against his bottom, checking his Pamper. Once again, the boy turned bright red. After a few seconds, his father finally pulled his pajama pants back up and gave him a gentle pat. “They’ll be fine until after breakfast,” he whispered in Finn’s ear and hugged the child. Even though his father had scolded him so sternly not two minutes before, Finn reflexively wrapped his arms around Dad’s neck. Again he felt all small and safe and was ashamed of it.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Mar 15, 2021 at 6:50 AM
Content: Chapter 4 - Playground mishapNone of the children spoke a word during breakfast. Finn was careful not to pee in his diaper again, despite the strong objections of his bladder. After they cleared the table, Mom announced it was changing time, so everyone trooped upstairs. “Finally! I’m about to burst!” thought Finn. Lissy was first, to Finn’s annoyance. He was a little concerned he was going to have another accident. “Good job, Lissy! Your morning diaper is all dry! We can use this one for bedtime! You’ve only been using one of your Pampers a day, honey! Soon it’ll be big girl panties all the time!” Mom gushed as she re-dressed Lissy for the day. Then it was Finn’s turn. “Looks like someone wasn’t as lucky. That’s your third wet Pamper since yesterday, buddy. Let’s get this soggy thing off you!” she joyfully said as she peeled off his soggy diaper so he could scamper to the toilet.

After they both got dressed, Finny and Lissa decided to play board games. He laughed every time she ranted at the dice during “Chutes and Ladders” or “Trouble,” but he still let her win every time. In “Memory,” he showed no mercy, but Lissa could cope well with that defeat. After lunch, the Brown twins rang the bell, and the four of them decided to go to the adventure playground two streets away. While Pat and Mat weren’t thrilled about Lissa accompanying Finny so often, they gave up complaining about it.

Because it was the last summery days of the year and it was now too cool to go to the lake, the adventure playground was teeming with children and teens of all ages. While little kids were digging and building in the sand, teenagers were chatting on benches on the outskirts. And the kids in the middle enjoyed themselves on the climbing frames, the swings, the giant pirate ship, the obstacle course, or the ramps for skating and cycling. “Hi!” Oliver called out squeakily when he saw them coming. His mother was sitting a couple of meters behind him on one of the countless benches, browsing in a book. She smiled when she recognized Finny and Lissa. Natalie Müller, Oliver’s mother, was a good friend of Mommy. Finny had known her all his life and raised his hand in greeting. She waved back, nodded, and looked back at her book.

Oli was covered with sand and was grinning from ear to ear. Immediately Lissa ran to help him dig his passage to China. Finny and the twins laughed. Moments later, they shrugged their shoulders and stormed the pirate ship with almost equal enthusiasm. Even though the twins were three years younger than him, Finny had a blast with them. They never made fun of him. The three of them romped around hilariously. After more than an hour, Finny felt a pinch in his bladder. Like he did all too often when he was having fun, he forgot about the feeling the next moment. “Race you through the jungle gym!” squealed Pat, and all three jumped to the struts above them without thinking twice. The course was just five wide ladders mounted horizontally at various heights above the rubberized playground floor. There were 20 meters of parkour to conquer by shimmying from bar to bar. Finny was neither tall nor strong, but he was exceptionally agile. He overtook his two competitors before the end of the first section. After barely two minutes, Finny landed, grinning, five meters in front of a bench on which three girls were sitting and chatting.

He wondered why they were grinning at him. Somehow the girls looked familiar. “Isn’t that the new kid from our school? The brainiac who skipped a grade?” one of the girls asked. “Yeah, that’s him. That’s Sarah’s stepbrother. But it looks like he hasn’t mastered the basics yet,” laughed the second. “Maybe he skipped potty training too,” sneered the third. It was only then that Finny realized the girls were talking about him. Suddenly, he noticed the pressure on his bladder was gone, and in utter disbelief, he looked down at himself. There was a huge wet spot on his crotch, and suddenly he felt the dampness against his skin. Tears welled up in his eyes, so he turned around and started running. Pat and Mat stared after him, still hanging on the bars halfway through the jungle gym, speechless. “Didn’t Sarah say he still wears diapers at night?” one of the girls cackled. “Maybe he should wear them during the day too!” laughed another.

“Wait for me, Finny!” squealed Lissa, seeing him run. It took almost all his willpower to stop, but he couldn’t leave his sister behind. He kicked up a cloud of gravel dust and slid to a halt. “Oh!” exclaimed Lissa when she realized what had happened. She ran to him as fast as she could, stroked his back, took his hand, and started walking quickly. It wasn’t until the playground was out of sight that Lissa asked the obvious: “Did you have an accident?” “Yes.” Finny croaked, struggling very hard not to burst into tears when they entered their street. “Oh no, honey! Again?” asked Mommy, hanging the laundry out to dry in the garden. Only after saying it aloud did she realize how accusing it sounded. Now Finny’s floodgates did open. He let go of Lissa’s hand and ran as fast as possible without a word past his mother and into the house. He stormed into his room and slammed the door like thunder. Without even thinking of taking off his wet clothes, he huddled on the floor and cried out. Finny heard his father in the backyard asking, “What’s wrong?” “Finny peed his pants,” explained Lissa. When Finny heard Sarah laugh uproariously, he jumped up and slammed his window shut. Sobbing, he buried his face in his arms.

It wasn’t until ten minutes later that there was a gentle knock on his door. Finny didn’t look up when his mother entered his room. She sat next to him on the floor, gently tickled his neck, and kissed his head. “Oh, Monkey. Accidents can happen to anyone, right? It’s not that bad.” she whispered. It wasn’t the first time she had said that phrase to him. Maybe that’s why Finny shook his head in silence as she took him in her arms. “You know, honey, you should take off those wet clothes,” she whispered again. He shrugged his shoulders. “Come on, I’ll give you a hand,” Mommy said gently and immediately got to work. Only Finny’s socks had stayed dry, but she took them off. Finny offered no resistance. “We’ll shower you off quickly,” she whispered, carrying her vulnerable son to the bathroom.

“Some girls from my new school saw it.” cried Finny as he felt the warm stream of water on his chest. Mommy nodded silently. She didn’t have an answer for that. She knew how hard Finny had it at school, and most certainly, the teasing wouldn’t get any less in the weeks to come, but another school wasn’t an option. “Honey, It will get better eventually! I promise!” she said gently. Although it broke her heart to see him so down, Mommy enjoyed taking care of him. Finny sniffled. He let his mother shower him off without another word and barely showed any emotion as she rubbed him dry with a large fluffy towel. Five minutes later, he was back under his reading lamp in his beanbag chair. Mommy had dressed him in his favorite hoodie and soft sweatpants before taking his wet clothes to the laundry room.

After a short time, he was so absorbed by his book that he didn’t notice Lissa until she tickled his bare feet. She had snuck up quietly and was now sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of him. “Hey,” wheezed Finny, yet he had to laugh. Lissa hugged his leg and looked deep into his eyes. “Are you okay?” she whispered anxiously. Finny sighed and put his book aside. He opened his arms, and instantly the girl jumped on top of him and snuggled against his chest. “No, Froggy, but you make it better,” explained Finny in a sad voice. “Good!” she squealed, giving him a peck on the cheek. He chuckled again. “Will you read to me?” she asked. “Okay!” said Finny. “Outside?” she continued. Finny shook his head, yet she had already jumped up and was pulling on his hand. “Come on! Sarah’s grounded!” squeaked Lissa, who knew exactly why he hesitated. “Fine!” sighed Finny, finally giving in. He let her pull him into the garden, where their picnic blanket was on the grass. Finny sat down cross-legged and began to read aloud while Lissa lay flat on her back and watched the clouds as she listened. Daddy and Mommy smiled at how well the two of them were getting along, and when his mother put a small tray of milk and cookies down next to the kids five minutes later, Finny smiled again.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Mar 15, 2021 at 6:52 AM
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kerry said:

I meant to point this out with Kiragawa, but 15 cm is almost 6 inches, which I don't think qualifies as "barely."

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Thanks, I noticed that the first time I read the story but lost that in the edits since. I've removed the word "barely"

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Mar 15, 2021 at 7:26 AM
Content: Chapter 5 – Family timeFinny read to her without a break for more than two hours from his favorite book. The time until dinner flew by as Finny read and his parents worked a bit in the vegetable patch. When they came back into the house at 6 pm, Sarah had set the dinner table. A metal salad bowl clattered as Sarah emerged from behind the kitchen island. When Finny’s and Sarah’s eyes met, the girl showed no reaction. She didn’t even make a face or say anything nasty to him. Finny was downright baffled. Their parents must have punished her very harshly this time. He noticed that Daddy had once again diverted a particular piece of furniture from its intended purpose. Sarah’s smartphone and laptop were attached to the coffee table with duct tape. It was impossible to remove either one of them without leaving traces. Finny’s game console once suffered this fate when he said one of the forbidden words to Sarah. Daddy called the little table the ‘Altar of Atonement.’ “Good! I see you finally put all your energy into doing something for the family, honey,” commented Daddy appreciatively about the dinner table. Sarah didn’t reply. Finny could see how she was forcing herself not to say aloud what she was thinking.

“Because Sarah repeatedly and despite multiple warnings could not refrain from making fun of a family member, Mom and I confiscated her laptop and phone. She needs to make a noticeable effort to behave like a family member. She won’t get them back on Sunday if she can't,” Daddy explained in his “supreme court” voice. “Sunday?!” squeaked Sarah, immediately lowering her voice again. “Not until Sunday at the earliest, honey!” replied Daddy, “Only if we see you trying. Finny is your little brother. It’s your job to look out for him, not torture him.” The boy could see her swallowing her frustration, yet Sarah remained silent and nodded. After dinner that night, the 15-year-old didn’t immediately disappear to her room like usual, but that wasn’t surprising since she had nothing but her schoolwork to distract her. Instead, she played Uno with the whole family for the first time in months, and to Finny’s surprise, she didn’t say a single nasty word to him. Daddy and Mommy were almost as surprised yet very pleased.

At 8 pm (perhaps a bit to test his older daughter), Daddy said, “Okay, it’s bedtime for our Punkin, and that means diaper time for both of you.” Although he spoke the words to Finny and Lissa, he watched Sarah with an eagle eye. While she showed no emotion, Finny once again ran crimson. “Do you have to say it like that, Daddy?” the boy whined, but Mommy answered: “Oh, Monkey, If you get a Pamper on, you get diapered. There’s nothing wrong with calling things by their name.” Finny’s lower lip quivered, and he wanted to disagree vigorously, but he didn’t know how to. “But why already? It’s not my bedtime yet!” he moaned. “That’s true, honey, but we change diapers in our house just before 8. Daddy and I say so,” Mommy replied lovingly, but in a way that Finny immediately knew she had made up her mind. Daddy nodded. “Will you read to me again, Mommy?” yawned Lissa, cuddling up to Mommy to be carried upstairs. “Sure, princess!” chortled Mommy, taking the girl in her arms. “Whoa!” gasped Finny as Daddy suddenly lifted him from his chair. “You get carried for your diapers, too!” laughed Daddy, tickling Finny under the armpits. “Hey, not fair!” giggled the boy. Daddy turned to Sarah, who still hadn’t pulled a face, and said, “If you want to, you can pick the movie tonight, honey. PG-13, but you’re free to choose. We’ll be back in 15 minutes.” “Okay, Daddy, I’ll find something to watch,” she replied and smiled.

“So, off you go to brush your teeth and use the potty. Mom will help in the bathroom, and I’ll get everything ready for your diapers,” explained Daddy cheerfully as he set Finny on his feet outside the bathroom. “But...” squealed Finny. However, his mother pulled him gently in with her and Lissa and closed the door. “First, Lissa goes potty, and you brush your teeth, and then we switch,” Mommy explained. The boy looked at her, both shocked and offended. He couldn’t remember the last time Mommy had been in the bathroom with him. He felt treated like a toddler, but Lissa didn’t mind. On the contrary, she seemed to enjoy his company. The little girl bounced happily past him, unabashedly pulled down her pants, and sat on the toilet. “Come on, mister,” his mother encouraged him, handing Finny his toothbrush, which she had already put toothpaste on. As he finally ran the brush over his teeth, he heard tinkling from under Lissa. “Good girl!” praised Mommy, and the little girl beamed proudly. After she finished tinkling, Lissa could not get up from the toilet until Finny had spent two whole minutes scrubbing his teeth. “Okay, your turn. Potty time, Finny.” Mommy sang. Finny sighed but obeyed. Try as he might, though, he couldn’t pee while Lissa and his Mommy were in the bathroom with him. Eventually, he gave up and flushed. Since she hadn’t heard any tinkles while she helped Lissa brush her teeth, Mommy looked skeptically at Finny. “All done?” she asked dubiously. He nodded. “Good boy!” Mommy praised her son too. Finny rolled his eyes.

“Lissa and Daddy against Finny and Mommy!” laughed Daddy as Mommy and the kids arrived in Lissa’s room. On the bed, he had two diapers side by side. On the left was a larger one and on the right a smaller one. In the middle: powder, cream, and wet wipes were ready. Daddy held out his right palm to the children, and the pacifiers the two slept with last night lay in it. “Yay!” gurgled Lissa and immediately put hers in her mouth. Because Finny hesitated, Daddy decided for him: “At bedtime, a binky is okay, Buddy.” he whispered and put the pacifier in his stepson’s mouth. The boy wanted to protest, but the second the pacifier touched his lips, he realized he had missed the calming sensation. “The winner is the team whose diaper child is in their pajamas first. The winning team decides what everyone has for breakfast tomorrow!” snickered Daddy.

As much as it bothered Finny that he had just been called a “diaper child,” the stakes had awakened his ambition. He wasn’t going to miss out on a chance to have pancakes for breakfast. “On your mark! Get set! Go!” giggled Daddy. Both parents struggled not to laugh as clothes whooshed through the air a blink of an eye later, and both children flung themselves onto the bed next to their diapers. Because Paul had chosen the wrong strategy with the cream, Mommy finished 37 seconds earlier. “Pancakes! I want pancakes!” yelled Finny enthusiastically. “But I wanted pancakes!” yawned a confused Lissa. It was clear to see how much she was already fighting sleep. Everyone laughed, including Lissa, who couldn’t help but join in the general delight.

Lissa’s eyes closed as soon as Mommy had put the blanket over her. She was fast asleep before Daddy had even found the page in her book where he had last stopped reading before Finny had picked up all the clothes from the floor. “Okay, Monkey, come here!” whispered Daddy, holding out his arms to the boy. Finny obeyed and snuggled up to his stepfather, who carried him back downstairs as Mommy turned out the light. As Daddy had announced, it was 8:15 pm when the three of them returned to the living room. Mommy dimmed the lights, and drinks and a small bowl of chips were on a table by the TV. Carrot sticks and radishes waited on a plate next to it. The Netflix home screen of “Your Name” lit up on the TV.

“Thank you for your help! You did great, honey!” praised Mommy, hugging Sarah. “Yes, cupcake. Thank you very much!” added Daddy, agreeably. He turned so Finny could also catch a glimpse of Sarah’s work. “Oh, ‘Your Name,’ Cool!” the boy mumbled. He noticed that he still had the pacifier in his mouth. He took it out and buried his face in Daddy’s shoulder in shame. His father sat down in the left corner of the sofa, still holding Finny. Because Sarah hadn’t said anything nasty to him, the boy looked up again. “Thanks, Sis,” he whispered. “Um... don’t do that. I’m going to blush. And it’s not like I’d never do anything nice for you.” Sarah croaked sheepishly and snuggled into the other corner of the huge couch. Mommy sat down in the middle, poured her husband and herself a glass of wine, and started the movie.

Everyone made themselves comfortable. While Sarah and Daddy lolled in the corners, Finny laid his head in his mother’s lap. He wrapped her left arm around him and placed his hand on hers on his chest. It wasn’t long until Finny noticed the pressure in his bladder. He stood up. “Can you take off my diaper? I have to pee!” he whispered directly into Mommy’s ear. She looked at him lovingly, kissed his cheek, and shook her head. “Oh, Sweetie, just go in your Pamper. Remember, no potty worries when you’re wearing Pampers!” Mommy replied, more loudly than Finny would like. “Mommy!” squealed Finny, looking at her reproachfully. He could have sworn he saw a smirk cross Sarah’s face. His eyes glazed over, and his lower lip quivered. His Mommy rested her forehead against his and looked deep into his eyes.

“Sweetie, you can’t cry every time you don’t like something. You’re not a baby, are you? Trust Daddy and me. Just relax. Then we can all enjoy the great movie.” she said. “But...” sniffled Finny softly. A tear rolled down his face. Mommy caressed his neck, yet this time did not give in to his pleading puppy dog eyes. Instead, she took his pacifier from the table and put it back in his mouth. Finny snorted but didn’t take it out again. He climbed off her lap and lay down lengthwise on the couch between Daddy and Mommy. He pulled his stepfather’s hand to his ear in a huff, almost like Lissa would have done when she didn’t get her way. His parents exchanged glances and smiled.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Mar 15, 2021 at 7:47 AM
Content: Chapter 6 – Every other SundayThey heard a soft hissing noise moments after Daddy began patting his head. “Good boy!” praised Mommy as soon as it had stopped and patted his bottom. Crimson red, Finny hid his face between the couch cushions. For the rest of the heartbreaking movie, neither said a word. Daddy patted and rubbed his stepson’s back the whole time. “Bedtime, Finny. Come on, let’s put some dry panties on you quickly, and then we’ll get you to bed,” Daddy announced when the credits ended, and he turned the lights back on. “Okay,” Finny mumbled behind heavy eyelids. “Can I help?” asked Sarah, suddenly shocking the boy was wide awake again! “What?! No!” cried Finny. He pressed his back against his Daddy like an animal fleeing a predator and raised his hands in defense. Finny eyed his sister with a mixture of skepticism and sheer panic. Daddy immediately noticed Finny’s distress and wrapped a warm arm around his son’s chest. “You know, Sweetie, maybe it wouldn’t be bad if your big sister learns how to change your diapers,” he explained. “But Daddy!” yelped Finny. “Daddy’s right, and please don’t cry, Monkey.” Mommy purred, stroking her son’s cheeks. “Sarah, could you get the changing things? Finny’s Pampers are in the drawer above Lissa’s. Meet me in his room, and I’ll show you how to do it, dear.” said Mommy. Sarah’s eyes sparkled. “Yes! Right away!” she exclaimed as she ran upstairs.

“I had no idea Finny had his own Pampers!” said Sarah when Finny, Mommy, and Daddy entered the boy’s room. He recognized the mischievous undertone in her voice even if his parents didn’t. She looked curiously at the baby diaper in her hand. She had already laid out the cream, powder, and baby wipes on Finny’s nightstand. “Yeah, they’re a little bigger than Lissa’s,” Mommy explained, taking the item from her hand. “But they have the same cute designs,” noted Sarah. “True,” said Mommy, chuckling. Finny rolled his eyes. “Okay. I’ll guide, and you change him,” declared Mommy once Daddy had placed Finny on his bed. Sarah grinned and nodded enthusiastically. “No!” squealed Finny immediately. “Oh, don’t fuss, Sweetie! We’ll be quick!” purred his mother. “You’re talking to me like a baby again!” the boy whined. As so often, he fought his tears. But Mommy didn’t respond, just lovingly stroked his cheeks and tapped his pacifier. Once again, Finny had forgotten that he still had it in his mouth. The grumpy child stared at the wall and began to suck, and sure enough, the calming effect set in almost immediately. Although he obeyed when his mother gave the instructions, he did not look. Barely a minute later, Sarah closed the tapes on his belly. “Good job, honey!” praised Mommy. “That was easy!” chuckled a delighted Sarah. Mommy nodded and explained, “Yes. Finny cooperates so much nicer than Lissa when it comes to changing diapers.” She slipped his pajama bottoms back on her still-deeply-offended son and purred, “Good boy!”

Finny rolled onto his side without another word and pulled his blanket over his head. It took only seconds for him to fall asleep. Lissa eventually snuck in with him and cuddled herself into his arms as she did almost every night when there was no school the next day. A bit of a routine settled in over the next few days. At just after seven, Mommy would check on them both before she went for a run. Lissa and Finny were freshly diapered and watched TV or played one of Lissa’s countless board games together until breakfast. The afternoon they spent outside playing with Oli and the twins. None of the three even mentioned Finny’s accident. It wasn’t the first time something like that had happened to him.

Just before 8 pm, he and Lissa got ready for bed together. Still, even on Saturday night, Finny couldn’t empty his bladder while his mother and Lissa were in the bathroom with him. As a result, he needed a diaper change on the third night when his bedtime came. However, this time Sarah changed him without either parent being present. Sarah didn’t say a single mean word to him when they were alone. Finny wasn’t sure if it was because her laptop and smartphone were still on the ‘Altar of Atonement’ or if she had changed that much in such a short time. Instead, she merely gave the same commands that Mommy gave.

Breakfast on Sunday morning was not as leisurely as the days before. Daddy made it a priority for the whole family to go to church together. Because Finny’s confirmation was in the coming spring, it was even more significant to Daddy. While Finny and Sarah were already cleaning up the table at 9:15 am, Mommy and Lissa were already upstairs getting ready. Daddy knelt by Finny and turned the boy to look at him directly. Sarah drank the last sip from her glass and looked almost as puzzled as her stepbrother. “Finny, honey, I want you to wear a diaper for Church today,” said Daddy resolutely. Sarah nearly choked on her orange juice when her father spoke those words. Then she grinned as if Christmas and Easter had fallen on the same day. Finny dropped Lissa’s sippy cup that he had been about to put in the dishwasher. The empty, blue plastic cup rolled across the floor with a clatter. With his mouth dropped open, he stared at his stepfather in astonishment. “But Daddy...” squeaked Finny, yet Daddy interrupted him, ticking off on his fingers: “One, Today is your first day as an Altar Server. Two, you can’t leave the service if you need to potty. And three, Mommy and I don’t want anything like Thursday to happen to you again,” he explained calmly, yet in a tone that clearly showed he was serious. Finny’s eyes welled up. He’d put on a pull-up before when they had been out for more than a few hours, but his parents had asked him the last time more than two years ago. This time they didn’t even ask, and it was going to be an actual baby diaper. He was so shocked that he only realized seconds later that his bladder had given way. His face turned scarlet while the hot liquid spread in his crotch.

“Sarah, would you please look and see if you can find Lissa’s old diaper bag? If it’s not in the closet, it should be in the attic,” asked Daddy after taking a sip of his coffee. “Of course, Daddy!” the 15-year-old crooned. “Thanks, Sarah! Finny, please go upstairs so Mommy can get you ready for church,” Daddy continued. Finny sniffled and hung his head, but he got moving. “Oh, come on, buddy. Pottying in your Pamper is much better than in your pants, isn’t it?” asked Daddy gently. He tousled Finny’s hair and gave him an affectionate pat on the bottom. “Wow! That’s one soggy booty! It’s about time you got some dry panties on.” he chuckled. As it had so often the last few days, it felt strangely lovely as the warm gel hugged Finny’s groin. Although he tried hard to look upset, he just had to giggle. “Hey! Don’t do that, Daddy!” said Finny much more brightly than he wanted to sound. Daddy shook his head and grinned. The boy rolled his eyes and went upstairs. “There you are, Sweetie! Why don’t you lie down on your bed?” warbled Mommy, who was fixing her hair up in front of Finn’s mirror. On the bed lay one of his Pampers. His mother had already been waiting for him, so it had not been his father’s spontaneous idea. Finny sighed and surrendered to his fate. Just as Mommy sealed the last tape on his nice fresh Pamper, Lissa came into his room. She wore pink underwear and held her Sunday dress in her arms. “Will you help me, Mommy?” Lissa asked, waving at Finny. “In a minute, Princess!” replied Mommy as she rolled up Finny’s wet diaper.

“Doesn’t Lissa have to wear Pampers too?” sobbed Finny. “No, why should she, honey? Lissa doesn’t wet her pants during the day anymore, does she?” replied Mommy adjusting the leak guards around the little boy’s legs. “Cuz I’m a big girl!” chuckled his half-sister. “Yes, you are, Princess!” laughed Mommy, tickling her youngest stepdaughter’s neck. “But Thursday was just an accident! I’m not a baby!” sobbed Finn. “Oh, honey. Nobody said that you’re a baby. Don’t cry again!” cooed Mommy gently and hugged him tightly. “But you know as well as I do that it wasn’t just Thursday. You’ve been going through three diapers a day for a while now. Would you like your binky for a moment, Monkey?” she whispered. Finny shook his head. Sarah had been watching the events from the doorway. “I packed Finny’s diaper bag. Will two spare Pampers be enough if we go out for brunch after church?” she innocently sang. She sounded like she was talking about an actual baby.

“Thank you, darling! Better pack a spare pair of clothes, just in case. Finny was famous for his blowouts, and I doubt that’s changed. And please pack at least six diapers. Any mommy who takes their baby out with less than half a dozen diapers is begging for trouble. If you could also make sure there’s a changing pad, disposal bags, wipes, powder, and cream and make sure the wipes haven’t dried out, that would be great! It’s been almost two years since we’ve needed it.” replied Mommy, honestly grateful. Finny couldn’t believe what had just happened. He glared intensely at his stepsister, his lower lip quivered, and big tears rolled down his cheeks. Mommy looked at her troubled son and, without thinking twice, took the pacifier from his nightstand and put it in his mouth. Finny was furious and wanted to grab it immediately. Still, she held his arms tightly and looked deep into his eyes. “No. It stays in until you stop crying. Don’t act like a baby if you don’t want us to treat you like one, mister,” Mommy said, slightly annoyed since they were almost out of time. Not allowing another discussion, she quickly dressed Finny in his snow-white shirt, which she had laid out on his bed, and his slacks, socks, and dress shoes right after that. “It’s a good thing I dressed you this morning, or we’d be late for church!” Mommy exclaimed brightly.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Mar 15, 2021 at 7:49 AM
Content: And on that note we're caught up with Kirigaya. Stay tuned for the further adventures of Finny and how he feels about falling back past his little four year old sister as she gains mastery of the fine art of the potty just as he loses his.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Mar 15, 2021 at 11:58 PM
Content: Chapter 7 – Arriving at churchThe ride to church was uneventful as Sarah still hadn’t gotten her electronics back, so Finny was safe from her teasing. When they arrived at the St. Isidore of Seville Catholic Church, the whole family trekked to the nursery to drop off Lissa. The nursery worker lit up when she saw them, “Hello! I’m so glad we have Lissy today!” the elderly woman exclaimed. As she reached for the diaper bag, she continued, “Is she having a bit of a ‘potty setback’? That happens so often with little ones.” Mommy moved the bag out of the sweet woman’s grasp, “Actually, Lissa is in her pretty pink princess panties today. We expect that soon she won’t even need her Pampers at night! These are for someone else who’s been having troubles.” She hadn’t mentioned Finny directly, but he still blushed bright red. He couldn’t help it, but his red cheeks spoke louder than words, exactly whose diaper bag it was.

The nursery worker noticed immediately, “Oh! Are we going to have Finny back with us again?!” Both Lissa and Sarah were instantly excited about him spending the day in the nursery for very different reasons. Lissa grabbed her Mommy’s hand, “Oh! could he, Mommy?! Pleeeease?!” she pleaded. The nursery worker interjected: “Actually, once our little ones are reliably dry during the day, they can move on to the preschool class. So you can pick up Lissa’s extra ‘supplies’ and take her there! But If Finny’s having potty problems, he’ll have to stay here instead of going to other Sunday School classes. The nursery is the only classroom equipped for diaper changes.” Mommy pondered for a moment and then shook her head. “I’m sorry, but Finny is looking forward to being an Altar Server, and that training starts today.” “If it’s okay with Father to start his training as an Altar Server, that should be fine. But if he ends up needing a change, bring him right over. Our changing table will make it a breeze!” If Finny had any way to get redder, he would have. The thought of having his diaper changed in the crowded nursery was mortifying.

“You guys wait here a sec while I get Lissa’s old supplies,” said Mommy as she ducked into an adjoining room with a wall of cribs and more cubbies. A quick search identified Lissa’s cubby containing half a dozen diapers. “Huh. We might use these as backup diapers if we run out of Finny’s. They weren’t THAT tight on him,” she thought as she tucked them into a side pocket of the diaper bag.

In moments they arrived at the Preschool classroom. They had just dropped Lissa off when Mommy paused: “Oh, wait! I almost forgot Lissa’s stuffie!” and unzipped the diaper bag. Finny caught sight of the bag’s contents and realized that Sara had packed at least a dozen diapers for him as she started digging. “How many diapers does she think I’ll need?!?!” Finny thought. “I can help, Mommy,” Lissa said as she started tugging on the side of the diaper bag, looking for her stuffed animal. Unfortunately, the four-year-old’s lack of coordination caused several of Finny’s diapers to fall out of the bag when she seemingly tried to climb into the diaper bag. “Hold on, Punkin, I’ve got this,” said Mommy as she carefully extracted Lissa, who was seriously endangering the shoulder strap.

A boy from the class saw the diapers as they hit the ground, and before anyone could stop him, he grabbed them and asked, “Do you wear diapers? Because babies who wear diapers need to stay in the nursery, not with us big kids!” “No, these are my big brother Finny’s diapers,” Lissa responded without even thinking, and Finny once again flushed red. For some reason, hearing a little boy say Finny belonged in the nursery overwhelmed him with embarrassment. It was the embarrassing cherry on the top of an enormous embarrassment sundae. Emotions so overcame him that his eyes started to tear up, but that wasn’t the only thing leaking, and Finny wet his second diaper of the day. His third if you include his overnight diaper. And his last few wettings had been actual accidents. He would need new pants if he didn't need a new Pamper. Soon the tiny stuffed animal made its appearance. The shameful bag was repacked and zipped closed again, and the family moved on. They paused at the High School room to drop Sarah off and then went to Finny’s training in the Narthex.

As they passed the bathrooms, Mommy halted the group. “Wait a minute. I think I heard something back there.” She grabbed Finny’s shoulder from behind with one hand and, with the other, patted the bottom of his diaper to check for wetness. “I thought so. Normally you’d be fine, but it’s going to be a while before I can change you again. We’d best get your Pamper changed now so you don’t leak before the end of the service,” she quietly said into Finny’s ear and took his hand, leading him towards the women’s restroom. Then, In a louder voice, she turned back to Daddy, “You head to your activities. I’ll sort out Our Finny.” “Wait! I can’t go in there!” he objected. “I need to change your diaper somewhere! We can’t do it out here! Unless you want me to change you in the nursery, I haven’t used that changing table in a while.” “Okay, okay!” he said quietly, “The women’s restroom is fine. I hope nobody else is in there!”

Luckily the room was empty when they arrived. Mommy opened up the diaper bag, pulled out the changing pad, and carefully laid it out on the couch. Then she picked up Finny under his armpits and laid him down with his butt square in the middle of the plastic-covered pad. When his butt touched down, he felt the squish of the sodden padding under his bottom and realized just how right his Mommy was. If he hadn’t gotten a fresh Pamper, he would have leaked during Mass which would have been horrible. Mommy took Finny’s pants down to his ankles and commented, “This is nice! We can change your diaper without having to take off your shoes! We wouldn’t make it in time if you were wearing a pull-up!” Finny was too mortified even to pay attention. Every diaper change made him more and more embarrassed as his conviction that he wasn’t a baby kept eroding. Lissa would soon be entirely out of diapers, and it looked more and more like Finny would be back in them full time soon. Suddenly, he was brought back into the present moment when Mommy ripped open the two tight Velcro tabs on his diaper with a loud tearing sound.

As she opened up his diaper, she commented, “You were wetter than I thought! I’m glad I decided to get you into a nice fresh Pamper.” Mommy got a sweet-smelling wipe and gently cleaned all the icky pee-pee from Finny’s tender skin. Then she grabbed his ankles and lifted his little bottom from the pad so she could clean back there. “It may be a good thing I’m taking care of this, Finny. You missed some poopies back here the last time you wiped.” This comment about his bathroom skills was a fresh blow to his already bruised big-boy status. Soon enough, though, Mommy had him clean, pulled the soggy diaper out from underneath him, and set him back down so she could deal with the wet one. “You stay still, baby, while I take care of your wets,” she commented as she bundled his well-used diaper up around the stinky wipes. After disposing of the evidence and washing her hands, Mommy returned to Finny. She lifted his ankles back up into the air with a smile, saying, “Bottoms Up!” Then she slid a nice clean diaper under the bottom she mentioned earlier with her other hand. As she set him back down on his diaper, Finny heard a sound that was probably the last thing he wanted to hear: the bathroom door opening.

“You need to try, honey, even if you think you don’t have to go. Let’s see if we can keep your pull-up dry through Sunday School.” A woman said as she gently drew her preschool daughter into the restroom. As soon as the little girl saw the couch, she pointed, drawing her mother’s attention to Finny and his diaper change. “Don’t point, dear. It’s not polite, and some little boys have more trouble with potties than my baby girl,” she ushered the staring girl into the nearest stall. Finny watched them right back as his Mommy lotioned and powdered him, taped up his new diaper, and pulled up his pants. For the first time in his life, he envied a toddler’s potty skills, wishing he was the one in the pull-ups her mother mentioned as they used the bathroom. Finny realized that Mommy and Sarah had asked him to help with his earlier diaper changes. Mommy just lifted him without asking in this one, and he hadn’t noticed until now.

A short time later, Mommy and Finny arrived at the Narthex for Finny’s training. Several young boys had gathered around an older boy and an older man. When the older boy noticed their arrival, he called out, “You must be Finn. You’re almost late. We’re about to begin.” Without thinking, Mommy blurted out, “We just had to… sort something out with Finny here. Sorry for the delay.” Finny’s stomach dropped when his Mommy paused. He was terrified that she was about to tell everyone she had just changed his diaper. Mommy was also startled by how close she came to saying something she would NEVER have expected to say about her 13-year-old son. Of course, with as many diapers as he’s been going through, it’s no wonder it was getting harder and harder to think of him as a teenager. She had fallen into the old habits of Finny the Toddler's Mommy amazingly quickly. As bad as Mommy felt for Finny about this, she found it strangely satisfying to have her baby back. She gave Finny a gentle hug and couldn’t help but give the back of his diaper the old pat pat squeeze of old. Luckily she was facing away from the other boys. However, Finny’s face still went red as he felt his Mommy checking for a poopy diaper.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Mar 16, 2021 at 7:51 AM
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pierrylouys said:

Great chapter

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Thank you ☺

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Mar 17, 2021 at 3:16 AM
Content: Chapter 8 – Altar Server training and MassFinny joined the other boys sitting on the floor. He was a little concerned that someone would notice his diaper through his clothes, but nobody gave him a second glance. The crinkling from his Pamper also made him nervous, especially when he sat down. The extra padding he could feel crinkled so loudly that he didn’t understand how anyone could miss it. He was the oldest, the smallest, and the only one wearing a baby’s diaper.

As he surveyed the boys sitting with him, one stood out. Finny’s “bully senses” were tingling. He hoped he was wrong, but this boy paid more attention to the boy next to him than to the people in the front. “Thank you for coming to Altar Server training. I’m Alfred, the Lead Altar Server here. After you complete this training, you will all be Apprentices. With more knowledge and experience, you may become Juniors, Seniors, or one of you may even be the Lead Altar Server someday. You won’t even get to be Apprentices, though, if you don’t pay attention!”

Alfred looked very pointedly at the boy trying to talk to his neighbor. They were visibly annoyed and hoped the boy would stop. “And what is your name?” he asked pointedly. “Uh… Tanner?” the boy responded. “So, Tanner, do you have any questions? I’ll be much more likely to answer them than Danny would.” “Yeah, I’m just wondering. Why is Finny here? You have to be in fourth grade to be an Altar Server, and he’s not even in kindergarten!” Finny had started to calm down, but this comment set off a whole new wave of embarrassment. “Finn is older than he looks. You might not be right for this job if you can’t respect your fellow Altar Servers,” Alfred said. He walked over to Finny and laid a gentle hand on the small boy’s shoulders. “But what if we don’t want to work with a baby like Finny!” Tanner objected again. “Maybe I didn’t make myself clear. Tanner, you will stop picking on Finn, or you won’t work as an Altar Server with anybody.” Tanner finally realized that Alfred wouldn’t stand for this behavior and settled down, pouting.

After that, Tanner paid marginally more attention or was less disruptive, which is almost as good. After that, Alfred could focus on going over the parts of the church, complete with a short tour. Then he showed them the different items they would have to identify. Finally, their Lead went over the prayers they would have to learn by heart. After all this, he handed out a booklet to each boy that contained everything they would need to know. “…in conclusion, you’ll need to work on this at home because we just don’t have enough time during church for you to memorize everything you need to know. Get your parents to help if you need to. During today’s Mass, you will all sit quietly in the front of the church and observe us as we do what you will learn. Today, the Altar Servers are all very experienced, so we should be an excellent example for you guys. Pay attention and try to remember any questions you have. Today’s Altar Servers will wait after Mass, and you will have an opportunity to ask us any questions you have.” As Alfred finished his talk, Finny felt a rumbling in his tummy that led to a mini potty dance. It settled down quickly, though, and he promptly forgot all about it.

After Alfred started getting ready for Mass, Tanner ran off to get into trouble, and Danny walked over to Finny. “I’m so sorry Tanner was mean to you,” Danny said. “I’m Danny. You’re Finn, right?” Finny blushed and responded, “Yeah, I’m Finn. I get that a lot. I’ve always been small.” “That’s okay. Wanna work on these prayers together?” Danny asked. “Yeah! That would be great!” Finny responded, excited that he may have another friend. They talked for a bit in the back of the church until folks started showing up for Mass.

“So, how was your training? When are you going to Serve Mass? Do you know?” Mommy asked Finny as soon as she found him. “Training was nice, the Lead was nice, and I made a friend. There was another boy who picked on me, though. He called me a baby, Mommy!” Finny said with tears starting to gather in his eyes. “Well, he shouldn’t be able to pick on you during Mass, honey. Everybody should be far too busy. Let us find our seats.” Mommy said as she briefly pulled Finny close. “But I need to sit in the front with the other Apprentices, Mommy.” “Well, you be a good boy then, pay attention, and don’t talk during Mass except when you’re supposed to.” “Yes, Mommy.” And Finny headed up to sit next to Danny as his Mommy found her seat.

As the service went on, Finny got more and more uncomfortable. His tummy started churning and rumbling, and it became more and more evident that he needed to use the potty. But when his belly complained, there was always something going on Finny had to watch. Finally, Father spoke the benediction, and Mass was over. Finny was about to get up and run to the bathroom when Danny grabbed his arm, “Which part did you like best?” Danny asked as Finny started doing the potty dance. “I’d like to hold the Bible,” Finny responded uncomfortably. “I’d like to carry the cross in the beginning. How do you think they choose who does what?” “I don’t know, but I’ve gotta go. I’ll talk to you later.” “But I don’t know your number.” “Ask my Mommy,” and Finny finally broke off, awkwardly walking towards his Mommy.

“Mommy, Mommy, I gotta go potty!” he said urgently when his Mommy was close. “One moment, Finny, I’m talking. I’ll be with you in just a moment.” As soon as his Mommy turned away from him, the dam burst, and Finny felt a hot mess fill his Pamper. Poop and pee both flooded from him, quickly overwhelming the padding. He felt warm mush squeeze past the waistband in the back as pee overwhelmed the leg guards and soaked his pants. Finny’s heart stopped as the sound and smell clearly announced what he had just done. “Oh, Finny!” Mommy exclaimed, “what did you just do, baby?” His eyes immediately filled with tears and his face contorted as he was utterly overwhelmed with embarrassment and regret. Mommy’s heart broke as Finny’s expression was identical to his expression as a distraught toddler. She scooped him up carefully around his shoulders and knees to avoid any pressure that could worsen the mess from his soiled diaper. “Shhh shhh shhh,” Mommy quietly said into his ears as she walked back into the church. She didn’t have to say anything to her friend because what was going on was obvious.

Soon they made it to the nursery. The kind older woman they talked to earlier was still there as some of the toddlers’ parents hadn’t picked them up yet. “Someone needs the changing table,” Mommy said as she released her hand from Finny’s shoulders, leaning him against her and going through the half door. As soon as she got into the nursery, she went straight to the changing table and carefully laid Finny down with his shoulders first so that she didn’t squeeze more mess out of his Pamper. Next, Mommy carefully took off Finny’s shoes and socks. “I wish you could still wear the clothes with the snaps in the crotch,” Mommy muttered. Then, she unbuckled and unsnapped Finny’s pants and lifted him by the ankles so she could get his soiled slacks down over his little bum.

Setting his butt carefully back down, Mommy carefully slid his pants off to avoid getting his poopies on anything else. A plastic bag appeared in her hand, seemingly by magic, and she carefully tucked his soiled pants inside. “You sure made a mess, baby,” Mommy commented as Mommy unbuttoned his crisp white shirt. “This changing table will surely help a lot, though.” The way Finny was lying, you couldn’t tell what a mess he made of it, and when she got the last button, Mommy put her arm behind his shoulders so she could carefully slip his arms out of the sleeves. Finny was so distraught he was lost in his world of misery and had no idea he was having his diaper changed on a changing table for the first time in nine years. Mommy was much more aware of the situation. While she felt terrible that Finny was having such a hard time, she enjoyed taking care of him in a way she hadn’t been able to for a while.

When Finny was down to just his thoroughly abused Pamper, Mommy, seemingly by reflex, strapped Finny down. Then she took a moment to extract some more supplies from his diaper bag. Out came the wipes, powder, and lotion. In went the plastic bag full of his soiled clothes. As Mommy started opening the tapes on Finny’s diaper, one of her friends arrived to pick up her baby from the nursery.

“Hi, Vera!” Said the new arrival. “Hi Sadie, just taking care of my Punkin here.” She pulled the front of Finny’s diaper down and used the inside to wipe up as much as possible. Hopefully, that would ease the burden on the wipes later. “Lissy is still making messy diapers?” Sadie said, surprised. “Oh, this isn’t Lissa. Finny’s been having trouble lately, so we put him back in Pampers. It’s a good thing we did, too.” It was at this moment that Finny returned to awareness. He realized Mommy was changing his poopy diaper in front of a family friend, and his cheeks burned once more. It took six baby wipes to clean up Finny’s bottom and another two to clean up the pad underneath him. “If you’re going to make poopies in your Pamper, we need to use lotion,” Mommy commented during her conversation with Sadie about taking care of a baby. That comment and the discussion of bibs, bottles, and binkies should have had Finny glowing crimson. He had been so embarrassed today that he started to run out of embarrassment. The rosy blush started to leave his cheeks as Mommy lifted his ankles and slid a fresh, soft, Pamper under his bottom. It was almost gone when she gently pressed the second tape closed under his belly button.

Once Finny was in a nice fresh Pamper, his Mommy started digging in the diaper bag again. “What is Mommy digging in there for this time?” Finny pondered. “Ah, haha, haha!” Mommy said, sounding almost like a scene from Mary Poppins, as she pulled a pair of sweatpants from the bag. Mommy slipped Finny into his sweatpants, socks, and shoes a moment later, unstrapped him, and lifted him down from the changing table. Unfortunately, the sweatpants were tighter than Finny or Mommy would have liked. You could see the fold of the Pamper very clearly at the base of his bottom. This gave him the “toddler square butt” look.

“Well, that’s certainly not ideal,” Mommy commented as she dug in the diaper bag again. “Oh, here’s the top your sissy packed!” she happily exclaimed as she pulled a pink t-shirt out. The shirt seemed longer than you would expect, and there were snaps at the bottom. “Oh, I’d completely forgotten we had that. We got this for Lissa when she showed some interest in dance, but it was too big for her. It probably fits you quite well, though.” Mommy reached down, pulled his sweatpants below his diaper, and then pulled the shirt over his head. It was a bit tight but slid over his chest, and Mommy could easily snap the tabs at the bottom over Finny’s thick Pamper. Mommy had to step back and take a quick look. The shirt covered the front of his diaper, but the sides poofed out the legs and made Finny indistinguishable from a toddler. Just looking warmed Mommy’s heart before she pulled his sweatpants back up.

With Finny’s state of dress, Mommy went into Toddler Mommy mode and acted without thinking. She pulled a pacifier out of the diaper bag, clipped it to the collar of Finny’s onesie, popped it into his mouth, and picked him up on her hip. Finny just laid his head on Mommy’s shoulder, put his arms around Mommy’s neck, and suckled on his binkie as they walked out the door into the hall. Neither Mommy nor Finny fully realized they had entirely slipped into the role of Toddler and Mommy. In moments they met Sarah, Lissa, and Daddy in the hall outside the sanctuary before heading to the car.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Mar 17, 2021 at 9:54 PM
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pierrylouys said:

Wow that was a intense chapter ! Now finny is mommy little toddler all over again!
loved this chapter and how well you show finny regressing !

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Well, Finny has to swing back to big boy space because it would become a lot less interesting if he just became a toddler at this point and accepted it happily.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Mar 18, 2021 at 6:57 AM
Content: I'm just under half way through Chapter 9 where the family has an interesting brunch at an all you can eat buffet. And they haven't actually gotten their table yet.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Mar 18, 2021 at 4:54 PM
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parktochter said:

maybe his Mommy should change to bigger diapers if his Pampers can't hold one bigger accident. Especially if he shouldn't worry about the potty

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His Pampers are working just fine at the moment other than the one poosplosion. We'll see if that kind of accident becomes more common. If it does, he may need cloth diapers but at the moment his Mommy still isn't planning on keeping him in diapers 24/7. They just needed them for church and figured just keeping him in diapers while out for the day made more sense than swapping to undies. With that poopy accident they may or may not be considering whether they can let him go back to undies, though. I mean, he could have asked and they PROBABLY would have... well... they would have told him to use his diaper but still! It was mainly Finny's fault for holding it for so long. If he just used his Pamper as soon as he needed to go it would have held up just fine.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Mar 19, 2021 at 6:39 PM
Content: Chapter 9 – BrunchSeveral days ago, if Sarah had seen what she saw now, it would have been a malicious dream come true. It would have fuelled discussions with her friends at school for months. But instead, she saw Finny in his baby onesie and baby diaper, sucking on the baby pacifier clipped to it. He was being carried like a baby on his Mommy’s hip. This all combined so that if anyone saw Finny, they would be convinced he was a toddler. Finny, the 13-year-old who stole Sarah’s father’s attention, was the bane of her existence. Finny, the toddler, triggered entirely different feelings. Sarah’s almost motherly feelings toward her baby brother started when she first saw him in his Pampers and have grown since. Now, when she saw him fully as a toddler, all the resentment fell away, and she just wanted to baby him, protect him, and never let him go.

“He looks heavy. I’ll carry Finny if you like.” Sarah said to Mommy. Finny buried his face in Mommy’s neck as the reality of his situation finally started to occur to him. “That would be great, honey!” Mommy responded as she handed Finny over. Sarah gently took him onto her hip as he blushed scarlet. He fully expected his big sister to pick on him somehow, but she just held him close. Mommy held her hand out to Lissa, who took the offered hand out of reflex, and the whole family left the church to head to brunch.

Sarah walked to the wrong side and opened the door by Lissa’s baby seat when they got to the car. Since she was carrying a toddler, it only made sense to put them in the toddler seat. Finny’s big sister placed him in it and pulled the harness over his head without realizing it. She only noticed as she buckled the straps. “I love you, Finny,” Sarah said as she gently kissed his head and closed the car door. “Mommy? Sarah put me in Lissa’s car seat.” Finny complained half-heartedly. “That’s ok, baby. Lissa can sit in the booster. She’s big enough.” “Yaay!” shouted Lissa, who had climbed in on the other side and was very confused about why her big brother was in her seat. “You’re such a big girl!” Mommy gushed as Lissa buckled herself in for the first time. Sarah hopped in and buckled up, and then they drove off.

“Can I ride in the booster every time now?” asked Lissa excitedly. “Well, we’ll have to see about that,” Mommy responded noncommittally. Finny hoped he could ride in his booster again, but it looked more and more like that was unlikely. Before long, they got to the all-you-can-eat buffet for brunch. Sarah took Lissa by one hand, got Finny out of his seat, and set him on her hip without even asking. He was still nursing on his pacifier as they walked into the restaurant. If there were a mirror for Finny to see himself, he wouldn’t recognize the figure in his big sister’s arms. The little person curled up against his big sister, nursing on a pacifier, with an obvious diaper bulging over Sarah’s arm, couldn’t possibly be a teenager. The way he was curled up also disguised his height to make him look even smaller, and his furrowed brow was that of an anxious toddler.

“Adults: $13.95, Kids 2-12: $0.95 per year” was prominently displayed as they walked in. An old Chinese man stood in the doorway. He pointed at Mommy, Daddy, and Sarah and said, “13.95, you, you, and you.” Next, he pointed at Lissa and said, “3.80 you”, then pointed at Finny and said, “1.90 you. 47.55 total.” “Wait, what?” Finny thought, “How could he think I’m two years old?” Daddy didn’t argue, just paid the man who waved them to the hostess. “One booster, one high chair?” she asked, indicating Lissa and Finny. “Do I look that much like a baby?” Finny wondered, but then he felt his baby diaper being held against his butt by his baby onesie. So, he nursed his baby pacifier and decided he had no room to talk. Mommy pondered for a moment. With the way Finny looked and behaved, she felt like the high chair would be the best choice, but briefly shook her head and reminded herself he was 13. “I think we’ll have two boosters today,” Mommy responded. Finny was relieved that his Mommy thought he could use a booster this time. A couple of days ago, Finny would have been mortally offended if anyone suggested something so childish. He wondered if he could even fit in a high chair. He hoped he couldn’t.

Once the hostess put boosters on two chairs, Mommy lifted Lissa into her seat. Sarah, who was still carrying Finny, swung him around, so she held his thighs in her hands while he gripped her arms as if riding a swing in the playground. She then swung him up over the back of the chair and down into the booster, effortlessly, with the exclamation, “Blooooop?” Finny felt a rush from being swung around. With Sara’s silly noises, he couldn’t help but giggle around his pacifier. Mommy couldn’t help but smile and chuckle because the sound he made was so baby-like. Even Lissa smiled, but she wondered if Finny was her big brother anymore. He was using his daytime baby diapers and even going poopy in them. He seemed to need the pacifier clipped to his onesie, and he looked younger than she did the way he was dressed. His baby giggle made the big four-year-old feel more like his big sister. She liked this feeling. She always wanted to be a big sister.

Soon a waitress stopped by, took their drink order, and told them to help themselves to the buffet. “Sarah, would you help Finny? I’ll help Lissa.” Mommy asked. Sarah just smiled, got up, and lifted Finny back on her hip. Finny just smiled around his pacifier, so Sarah snuggled him close and kissed him on the top of his head. Sarah grabbed a plate and walked Finny around when the cuddling pair got to the buffet. It was awkward to dish food up one-handed, but Sarah enjoyed the cuddles with her baby brother. She didn’t want to put him down, so she didn’t. Eventually, she got his plate half full of mostly bland, mostly fried food he could eat with his fingers and then dropped Finny off at his spot at the table to get her food. It had taken them a while, so Mommy was getting Lissa set by the time they got back.

As Finny was about to start eating, Mommy stopped him. “Wait a minute, baby,” she said and dug some more in the diaper bag. Finny was afraid someone would see his diapers every time she opened that embarrassing bag. For some reason, Finny felt that people seeing his diapers in his diaper bag was worse than people seeing his pronounced diaper bulge. It was covered, but its shape was evident to anyone who looked at him. Mommy pulled a bib out of the diaper bag and fastened it around Finny’s neck as he wondered and worried. “We don’t want to get your pretty onesie all messy, baby.” The bib was rubbery, pink, had a cute panda, and had a big container along the bottom. Finny was embarrassed. He was sure he didn’t need a bib, but food managed to escape him several times. His bib caught it handily, though, so he could just pick it up from the container and still eat it.

Lissa was doing much better, eating with her fork. She didn’t wear a bib but was clean as usual. She ate a bit slowly but meticulously. When Daddy saw her, he had to smile. She was such a little lady. The comparison between Lissa and Finny was stark. Finny wasn’t eating any faster than Lissa, but his face was a mess, and he ate a significant amount of food out of the bin at the bottom of his bib. Finny was eating everything with his fingers, picking up fried nuggets, dipping them in sweet and sour sauce, and then putting them in his mouth.

When everyone was done eating, Mommy pulled the pack of wipes out of the diaper bag. One wipe cleaned up Lissa’s hands, and she was done. Mommy could even use that same wipe to start on Finny, but two more followed before he was clean. Finally, his bib went into a waterproof bag, and there were only a few slight stains on his adorable onesie. When Sarah picked him up, though, more food than anybody would have expected was stuck in his booster seat around his bottom. “What a messy baby you were today,” Mommy chuckled as she tried to brush as much of the food stuck to Finny’s sweatpants off as possible.

When the family returned to the car, Sarah again went straight to the baby seat with Finny, and Lissa got to ride in the booster again. As they drove off, Sarah noticed something. “I thought we were heading home?” she queried. “We have to do a bit of grocery shopping, cupcake,” responded Daddy. “We are running low on Finny’s supplies. We didn’t expect him to take to his Pampers quite much,” added Mommy. “I’d like to give some other brands a try too,” she said, “Pampers are pretty expensive, I’ve heard Huggies Overnights are better for heavy wetters, and Luvs have the best price. We could get Finny a whole variety of cute diapers. It sure looks like he will need them for a while.” Finny blushed again. How long would he be wearing his baby diapers?

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Mar 20, 2021 at 10:11 AM
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ItsYourBoi said:

I would definitely love to see the malicious feeling sarah has for finn continue and the inner humiliation finn feels should also continue. The latter was present in this chapter, but perhaps it would have flourished a bit more if it was fleshed out some, perhaps not

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Well, I'm really not much of a fan of degradation, although I very much enjoy Finny's embarrassment. Sarah's feelings have definitely been shifting since Finny went back to diapers so you might be a bit disappointed if you want her to continue ridiculing him. One of the aspects of stories I really like is character development so I really want to see Sarah grow as a human. If I need to bring in a different character to bring back some of the ridiculing I might sprinkle in a little of that in the future, but there isn't anything like that planned currently. Thinking about that now I might add in a babysitter, but we'll see...

For the people who are concerned that this story is over the top, I definitely hear you and, honestly, expected that reaction. I find the base premise that parents would require their child to use a diaper instead of taking it off if they need to use the bathroom to be unrealistic, but it advances the story a bit faster than a slow descent into total incontinence.

The people mistaking a 128cm tall boy (the median stature in the US for an eight year old) as a two year old is definitely not realistic with the explanation I've given. The 97th percentile for a two year old is about 93.5 cm. I might have been able to get into the head of the man giving out the prices and explained that his price was based less on Finny's size and more on the obvious diaper and Finny actively nursing his pacifier while being held in his Mommy's arms which also made Finny's height less obvious. I considered having him charge Lissa extra, but decided against it. The entire purpose of that scene was more to emphasize that despite being taller than her everything else about Finny says he's a toddler and Lissa is coming across as a preschooler. She has passed him up in maturity which is one of the factors of the original story that I really liked. I liked the original story very much from the beginning, but when Sarah packed Lissa's old diaper bag and it became Finny's the story really won my heart. That diaper bag kinda became the "olympic torch of toddlerhood" that was passed shortly after Lissy became Lissa to Fin who became Finny. (This actually transitioned when Fin wet his third diaper and was then using more diapers than his little sister.)

Because all the fiction I like is about contrast, after Sunday the pendulum will swing the other way and Finny is going to get a chance to prove he is a big boy once again. I don't like his chances very much, though.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Mar 21, 2021 at 3:12 PM
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pierrylouys said:

Yeah a new chapter in this Sunday !! And I think finny is just like a pendulum sometimes he like to be a toddler and sometimes a big boy

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I may or may not get another chapter up today. Chapter 10 will probably cover from their visit to the grocery store to bedtime. Pretty sure Chapter 11 will be Monday and back to school.

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Timestamp: Mar 23, 2021 at 6:44 AM
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TeddyUrsadorable said:

I have to concur.. It's their works, and they can write it however they want, rather than being steered by chat.

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I do appreciate the feedback, though. The grocery store trip I'm working on is more focused on a diaper wonderland in the baby aisle than Finny being directly babied and Lissa swings a bit younger. Kinda gives a bit of a break since the last chapter was pretty extreme. Bedtime would be a step back but Finny is already diapered for bed. Still debating whether Mommy and Daddy will risk Monday without diapers since Finny had a lot of accidents.I'm also debating whether someone starts referring to Lissa as Finny's big sister yet.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Mar 26, 2021 at 2:13 PM
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TeddyUrsadorable said:

I have to concur.. It's their works, and they can write it however they want, rather than being steered by chat.

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Thanks for the comment and the concern when you thought this story was deleted but I promise I wouldn't do that.

A quick update: Still working on Chapter 10. I'm almost half way through. The family is currently shopping the diaper aisle. I've been working on the story in a MS Word doc in Dropbox and might post a link to it if I feel like my part of the story is complete because it is a bit easier to read. It has things like a list of characters at the end and headers and footers including page numbers. It's also easier to print if someone wanted to do that. Currently there is also a list of notes at the end of ideas to use to continge the story but I take those out as I use or discard them.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Apr 5, 2021 at 10:15 AM
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pierrylouys said:

No more ?

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There is more. I've been working on it but got a little stuck. Finny had been regressing pretty majorly and I had to figure out how far I was going to pull that back. Well, I made a decision, but Chapter 10 was getting so long I decided to split it into two chapters: Chapter 10 is just at the grocery store and Chapter 11 is getting home from the grocery store until bedtime. When he gets home he... almost... ends up going back to his 13-year-old self. Anyway, my next post will be Chapter 10.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Apr 5, 2021 at 10:16 AM
Content: Chapter 10 – Grocery ShoppingWhen the family arrived at the grocery store, Mommy gave them a quick lecture, “We don’t want to spend too much time here, so everyone needs to stay close and be good. I’ll take Finny this time, and Sarah can hold Lissa’s hand. Let’s go!” Everyone got out of the car, and when Mommy opened the door by Finny, she took the binkie hanging from its clip and popped it in his mouth. Then she unbuckled him from his baby seat and lifted him onto her hip. “Hmm…” she murmured as she prodded Finny’s Pamper, “a little wet, but it should be okay for now.” This surprised Finny. He didn’t remember wetting. Would he have wet his underpants? That would have been a disaster! Finny started to be concerned that his potty training was utterly gone, and he would have to start wearing baby diapers all the time.

When they got into the store, Mommy spied a unique shopping cart with a pair of big plastic seats with seat belts attached to it. “Perfect,” she said as she walked up to it, set Finny on the right side, and buckled him in. “Sarah, could you get Lissa into the other side for me?” Mommy asked. “Good idea,” Sarah responded as she picked up Lissa and did the same for her.

They wheeled through the store, picking up several things, with neither Finny nor Lissa paying much attention. Lissa looked at all the exciting items in the store. At the same time, Finny stared vaguely into the distance, nursing on his pacifier and pondering how he could become a big boy again. His pacifier, diaper, and onesie told him he should relax and enjoy his new status as the family’s baby. Before long, they made it to the baby aisle.

“There’s a whole rainbow of different diapers available these days!” Mommy exclaimed when she finally took the time to peruse the diaper aisle. “I’ve been so focused on grabbing Pampers and checking out that I never noticed all the options!” There were Pampers, Huggies, Luvs, and several other brands. Pampers and Huggies alone came in a bewildering variety of styles and sizes. And the grocery store was exceptionally well-stocked. They carried Pampers Cruisers, Swaddlers, and Huggies Little Movers, all Size 7. And if your baby fits into Size 6 diapers, the choices were overwhelming. Mommy’s eyes sparkled as she put a box of 88 Pampers Cruisers, 70 Pampers Swaddlers, and 68 Huggies Little Movers in the cart. Then, she added a box of 124 Luvs Size 6 diapers for good measure. “How long will I be wearing these?” Finny wondered. “She’s buying more than 300 diapers!” Of course, that would only be a couple of months if he was just using three diapers a day and today certainly left that in the dust.

“Are we really out of my Pampers already?” Finny quietly asked Mommy when she got close. “We only got a small pack, honey. We thought you were only going to wear them at night. But, between how many you’ve been using and having to load up your diaper bag, we’re almost out!” Mommy cheerfully replied.

“I have a surprise for you, Lissa! You’ve been doing so well lately. Your Daddy and I have decided we can try Pull-Ups at night!” Mommy said as she put a pack of the 4T-5T Huggies training pants in the cart. Lissa clapped with joy as Finny wondered how the tables had turned. Lissa leaned over and gave Finny a big hug which shortly turned his glum ponderings into happiness. He never could be sad when she gave him happy attention like that.

As they cuddled and smiled, Sarah couldn’t help but smile too. She used to resent Lissa's attention on Finny, but the younger Finny got, the less threatening he seemed. Since he became Lissa’s little brother, he has become the helpless baby Sarah always called him. When her jibes became fact, she lost the desire to hurt him with them, and the annoying 13-year-old was replaced with a toddler that warmed her heart.

“Ooh, they have diaper genie refills, honey!” said Mommy, breaking the trance of all her children and bringing the rosy glow of embarrassment back to Finny’s cheeks. “With as many diapers as Finny is going through, Lissa’s old diaper pail would help a ton! Especially if we have more poopies!” Finny fervently hoped that today’s diaper mess would not be repeated, but that hope seemed to be fading with the rest of his hopes to reclaim his status as a big boy. A few diaper genie refills and a couple more items went into the cart. Finny was too distracted by his embarrassment to notice.

As they headed to the checkout counter, Mommy paused, reached down, and grabbed Finny’s crotch. “Ooh, I’m glad I checked. Little Finny needs a change. I doubt he’ll make it home without leaking unless we take care of it now.” This surprised Finny. He didn’t even remember wetting, but he noticed he was pretty squishy now that Mommy mentioned it. Mommy grabbed Finny’s diaper bag, unbuckled Finny, lifted him onto her hip, and headed for the women’s bathroom. As Mommy carried him, Finny realized he had barely walked anywhere in the past couple of days. “I guess not all of this is bad,” he mused as he laid his head on Mommy’s shoulder and snuggled close. Mommy noticed this, and with a smile and one deft move, she popped his pacifier back into Finny’s mouth.

With one hand supporting Finny’s bottom and another on his back, Mommy backed into the women’s bathroom. After they got in, they went straight to the fold-down changing table inside the accessible stall, and Mommy folded it down. It was a challenge, but she managed to get the changing pad out of the diaper bag and spread it on the table without putting Finny down. Once the changing pad was in place, Mommy flipped her little one on his back, gently placed him on the table, and quickly buckled the strap right under Finny’s armpits to keep him there. Finny idly fiddled with the soft changing mat between his fingers as Mommy dug through the diaper bag for supplies. “Baby, let's not play with the changing mat,” she said as she pulled Lissa’s stuffie out of the bag, “here, play with this.” She tucked the stuffed cat into his arms and gave him a soft kiss on his forehead. Moments later, she had everything she needed from the diaper bag, and the diaper change officially commenced. Mommy paused, and her heart warmed as she saw her little one nursing his binky and playing with a stuffy as he waited for her to change his soggy diaper.

“Upsie Daisy!” Mommy said as she lifted Finny by his ankles to slip his sweatpants down over his little bum. She set him back down as she got his sweatpants down to his ankles, unsnapped the onesie holding up his sodden Pamper, and scrunched it up to his armpits. “Why is she” “PBBBBBBBT!” Finny’s thought was interrupted by the loudest raspberry ever blown on a toddler's tummy. The laugh this brought out of Finny surprised both Mommy and himself because it sounded exactly like an actual toddler. That screaming laugh, utterly bereft of any restraint or hint of self-consciousness, echoed through the women’s bathroom, and Mommy couldn’t help but join in. Unfortunately, this laugh caused the little boy’s bladder to release and overwhelmed the already sodden diaper. “Good thing I got your sweatpants off, or you would have leaked all over them,” Mommy commented on the pee streaming out of Finny’s right-hand leg gather. “I’m just glad everything here cleans up so easily.” A couple of baby wipes and everything was good as new. Mommy paused again to smile at her little boy with nothing but his full diaper between his armpits and ankles. Finny was smiling too. It’s hard not to smile after what his Mommy did.

“Let’s get this stinky thing off you,” Mommy said as she went for the tapes on his Pamper. After a couple of quick rips, the diaper was freed from its confinement around Finny’s waist. It had been sagging pretty low with the weight it contained and squished by Finny’s tummy and thighs, so it was far from the fresh, crisp diaper it was when initially applied. “Looks like we’ve had some aftershocks from your last poopie, baby.” Finny wondered what she meant, and then he noticed a slight smell of poop. Did he poop this diaper too? He didn’t remember pooping a second time today. “It’s okay. You didn’t get all your poopies out in the last diaper. That happens sometimes. I’ll clean you riiiiiiight up!” Mommy said, touching her finger to the tip of his nose. She seemed unusually chipper to be changing two poopy diapers in a couple of hours. It took a couple more wipes, but Finny was clean before he knew it. “You stay right here,” Mommy said as she turned to face the toilet. Then, she tipped the bit of poop in, flushed, and bundled up the diaper and wipes into a neat little package. That package went into a disposal bag to seal in all the stinkies. She opened up Finny’s new diapie, lifted him by the ankles, slid the diaper up to his waist, and gently set him back down again.

Then it was time for some baby bottom skincare. Lotion first to add some moisture back to the baby’s bottom, then some barrier cream. When Mommy lifted Finny by his ankles to poke some of the Desitin into his bottom, Finny whimpered a little. He sounded like he did when Mommy did this when he was a toddler the first time. Then a bit of baby powder and baby Finny was ready for his nice fresh diaper to be taped up. As Mommy pulled the fluffy Pamper up between his legs, Finny sighed a little. He enjoyed his clean, dry diapers even though this was all very hard for him. “And a one,” Mommy said as she pulled the tape on Finny’s left and stuck it down to the front, “and a two,” she finished when she stuck down the right-hand tape. A little re-jiggering and a couple of diaper pats, and Mommy moved on to Finny’s clothes. She had to lift him by his ankles to get his onesie down and, after it was snapped, to bring his sweat pants back up. Then she unbuckled Finny, lifted him down to the floor, packed everything back in the diaper bag, and they were ready to go.

Once the diaper bag was packed, Mommy picked Finny back up onto her hip and headed back to the rest of the family. When they got out of the bathroom, everyone was right outside waiting for them. “Was that Finny laughing?” Sarah asked, causing Finny to blush and bury his face again in Mommy’s chest. Mommy laughed, “Yes, it was! Wasn’t it cute?!” “He sounded just like a baby!” Lissa added. “Ok, honey, back in your seat,” Mommy said as she dislodged the clingy little boy from her chest and set him back on his plastic chair behind the cart. Everything inside the shopping cart was all bagged up and ready to go. Daddy had gone through the checkout line while Mommy and Finny were “occupied.” Once Finny was buckled in, Lissa reached and pulled Finny over, so his head was by her chest, and hugged him tightly. “I love my little brother!” she said quietly, but he just couldn’t bring himself to argue with his new big sister.

They loaded all the kids, diapers, and other supplies into the car a few minutes later. Finny didn’t notice when Mommy buckled him into the baby seat as Daddy returned the shopping cart. He just smiled and kept nursing on his pacifier. It was a quick trip home, but Finny still fell asleep. He was pretty tired from his long, exciting, embarrassing day.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Apr 5, 2021 at 10:17 AM
Content: Chapter 11 is between half and two thirds done so it should be up before long at all.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Apr 6, 2021 at 4:14 AM
Content: Chapter 11 – Nighty night“Time to wake up, baby boy!” Mommy crooned and bounced him on her lap after bringing him into the house. “If you keep sleeping, you won’t fall asleep at beddy-bye time.” Everything from the grocery store had been squirreled away to wherever it belonged while Finny slept. His parents used to expect him to help with that process. One more privilege of toddlerhood, I guess.

The rest of the evening was pretty ordinary. Mommy and Daddy checked on the kids to ensure there was no last-minute homework they needed to do. Finny had a bit, Sarah didn’t admit to any, and Lissa wasn’t old enough to have homework. “I wish I weren’t old enough for homework,” Finny mumbled as he finished his math while Lissa played. “Lissa will be doing homework soon enough,” Mommy said, “You didn’t have any homework either at her age.” At that moment, Finny realized that Sarah’s electronics were no longer strapped to the ‘Altar of Atonement,’ which went back to being a coffee table. Also, Sarah and Daddy were nowhere to be found. Sarah was probably taking advantage of her newly reacquired devices. Still, Finny was curious about what Daddy could be doing and who was moving furniture upstairs.

“I’m done with my homework,” Finny said, showing Mommy the papers he had just finished. “Can I get changed?” Mommy bent down and squeezed his diaper briefly. “You’re a little wet but hardly enough to need a change,” she said. Finny blushed, “Well, we’re home now, and it isn’t bedtime, so I thought…” he quietly muttered as he twisted his shirt in his hands. “You thought you could change out of diapers and go back to your underpants?” Mommy completed his sentence. “Well, yeah? Please?” Finny responded.

Mommy paused and thought for a moment. “Are you sure, honey? You’ve gone through so many diapers today, and sometimes you didn’t even realize you were wetting. So you’ll have to be careful. I’d hate to see you have an accident.” Finny blushed, realizing that Mommy was right before she continued, “But if you want to give undies a try tonight, I guess I’m okay with it. Just be very careful not to make any messes on the furniture.” Mommy pulled Finny into her side in a quick but loving embrace before patting his slightly soggy, diapered rear end as he dashed off toward his room. “Wait for me to clean you up!” she shouted after him as she followed, shaking her head.

When she got to Finny’s room, he was already lying on his bed waiting for her. She walked into the room with wipes in her hand and a smile. “Let's get you out of that diapie!” she exclaimed cheerily. Finny hadn’t even taken off his shoes, so Mommy started there. First, she stripped his piggy toes bare, and then she took off Finny’s sweat pants with her patented single, smooth move. Mommy seemed to have a lot of practice taking clothes off of children. Then she had Finny down to just a onesie and diaper and just had to pause and smile.

Suddenly Mommy’s smile turned into a mischievous grin, and she lunged in and started viciously tickling Finny. He felt like she was tickling him everywhere at once. He was laughing so hard he couldn’t speak before he could ask her to stop. He felt his bladder give way yet again, and he further soaked his already wet Pamper. Mommy was relentless, tickling Finny’s sides. When he brought his knees up uncontrollably, she switched to his feet, then up to his thighs. Finny laughed until his sides hurt, but it wasn’t until he started passing gas that Mommy relented. “Ooh, I’d better stop. We wouldn’t want a third poopy diaper today,” she said. As Finny settled down, she unsnapped the onesie between his legs and pushed it up. Then, just to be safe, she grabbed the changing pad out of the diaper bag, slid it under Finny’s bottom, set the wipes on the bed, and opened them.

Two quick rips later, and Finny’s Pamper opened to the elements. The cool air on his damp skin made him shiver. “Sorry, baby, these wipes will be a little chilly. We may need to get out the old wipe warmer,” Mommy commented as she pulled out wipes and started wiping Finny’s bottom. Soon he was all clean, so she lifted Finny into a sitting position next to the changing pad and pulled the onesie inside-out off the boy. “Do you have any poopies or peepees left in there? You want to put those in the big boy potty before we get some nice clean undies on you.” Finny blushed again, but as much as he both loved and hated Mommy talking to him like a baby, it was a good idea. He took a quick jaunt across the hall to the bathroom and was able to produce a bit of “poopie for the potty.” “Good thing that wasn’t in my undies,” Finny thought, then shuddered: was he thinking like a baby now?

While Finny was in the bathroom, Mommy had bundled up his Pamper and tucked it into the Diaper Genie Finny hadn’t noticed had re-appeared in his bedroom. She also re-packed the diaper bag and set it on Finny’s dresser, ready for next time. When he got back, she had some clothes picked out for him. “Here you go, I found some of your old underoos!” Mommy said animatedly. The underwear was a pair Finny hadn’t worn in ages. It had cartoon characters on it, which he was used to, but it was much thicker than the ones he was used to. “Training panties?!” Finny whined.

Mommy rubbed his back, “These will help a bit if you have an accident. You may not remember these, but they helped the first time we tried to potty train you. They were a bit big on you then, so they should fit now. These are just in case, though. They’re no good if you try to use them as a diaper!” Finny blushed again but didn’t argue anymore as he stepped into the training underwear Mommy held out for him. After pulling up the undies, she helped him get into shorts and a t-shirt. The training panties were way thicker than any of his underwear, and it was only a couple of hours until he went to bed, so Finny figured he could put up with them. They were better than diapers, anyway. “All right, back downstairs. Since you’re done with your homework, I guess you can watch some TV until bedtime.”

When Finny got to the bottom of the stairs, he heard some more furniture moving. “I wonder what could be going on up there?” he thought to himself but quickly shrugged it off and continued to the living room and the siren song of nightly television. Lissa was there already watching one of her favorite DVDs. Neither Sarah nor their parents were around, so Finny just sat next to Lissa and started watching with her. A few days ago, he would have complained about watching such a babyish show, but tonight he decided to just go with the flow. Lissa cuddled up to him as soon as she noticed he was there. A few minutes later, she poked at Finny’s crotch. “Where are your diapies?” Lissa asked confusedly. Finny’s blush seemed like it could become permanent; he had rosy cheeks so often lately. “Mommy put undies on me until bedtime,” Finny replied. “Oh, do you have to go potty then?” Lissa asked, “If you’re wearing undies and have an accident while we cuddle, that would be icky.” “I just went potty,” Finny responded. “Good,” Lissa said and snuggled closer, “Just don’t go potty on me.”

A couple of hours later, they had watched several episodes of Lissa’s show. She paused the video, turned to face Finny, and asked, “Do you gotta go potty?” Having his little sister remind him to use the bathroom was the biggest embarrassment he had faced yet. “You know what Mommy says: Big sisters help!” As embarrassed as he was, the reminder was very well-timed. He did have to go, and urgently. Finny extracted himself from the couch and immediately headed to the bathroom. By the time he made it to the toilet and pulled his shorts and undies down, he had leaked a little but not enough to even soak through the training panties. It was a good thing Mommy had him wear them since his regular undies wouldn’t have held up nearly as well. After Finny pottied and cleaned himself up, he tried to dry the wet spot with toilet paper as best he could.

Shortly after Finny’s near-accident, Mommy and Daddy made their appearance. “Time to get ready for beddy-bye,” Daddy almost sang. He picked up Finny while Mommy waved to Lissa to follow them upstairs. Mommy took Lissa into her room while Daddy carried Finny into his. As Lissa and Mommy were walking, Lissa asked, “If I’m Finny’s big sister can I learn how to change his Pampers too?” Immediately after, Mommy closed Lissa’s door, so Finny didn’t hear the response. “I hope Lissa doesn’t help change me.” Finny thought and was so wrapped up in thought he didn’t notice a significant change to his room until Daddy set him down on his new changing table. “Mommy appreciated the changing table at church, so we figured we could bring Lissa’s old one down from the attic.” It’s super convenient to store all your diapers and changing supplies, and then we don’t have to bend over or kneel to change you.”

Daddy lifted Finny by the ankles and slid down his shorts and training pants. “I seem Mommy broke out the old training panties. And they are a little wet. Good thing she got those out, eh?” Daddy said with a smile. “Let’s try some Swaddlers tonight!” he continued holding up a grey diaper with darker grey patterning. “And with your little accident, we can use another new addition!” Daddy lifted Finny’s legs, slid the Pamper under his bottom, then opened a box sitting on top of the changing table that had a little light on it to pull out a baby wipe. When Daddy wiped Finny’s bottom, it was amazing! The wipe was warm! Finny couldn’t help but smile and relax as Daddy finished up with one wipe and sealed up Finny’s nighttime Swaddler. Once the diaper was sealed, Daddy reached into a small tub, pulled out a binkie, popped it into Finny’s mouth, and clipped something to Finny’s collar. “That will help you keep your binky, buddy!” Then Daddy swept Finny up from the changing table and brought him over to his bed.

As Daddy tucked Finny into his bed, Lissa and Mommy arrived at Finny’s door. Lissa’s new pull-ups were visible through her thin nightgown. Finny’s diapers weren’t visible, but the contrast couldn’t have been more apparent. Lissa was well on her way to being potty trained, fully and completely. Unfortunately, Finny was equally close to being entirely dependent on his diapers. He was already damp, and Daddy had just changed him. All he could do was ponder as he nursed his pacifier, and Lissa climbed into bed with him for their nightly bedtime story.

“What story did you bring us tonight, Punkin?” Daddy asked as Lissa handed him a much thicker book than she had ever chosen for a bedtime story before. “The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe! That’s a new one for you!” Daddy exclaimed, “This will take a while. Let’s get started!”

“Once there were four children whose names were Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy….” Daddy began to read the popular children's book, and before very long at all, Finny was fast asleep. On the other hand, Lissa made it through a whole chapter and was ready for more. So she ended up getting an extra hour until bed. “It’s a good thing Finny fell asleep,” Mommy whispered to Daddy, “I wasn’t looking forward to explaining the earlier bedtime.”

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Apr 7, 2021 at 8:26 AM
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1955wetdiaper said:

I Love reading this story....I can,t wait for more

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I'm glad you're enjoying the story. Tomorrow is Finny's first day back to school after diapers and he's going to have to make a tough decision of what to wear.

Will he wear his training panties and risk an accident?
Will he wear a pull-up? They're more secure but not made for the kind of accidents he's been having.
Will he wear a full diaper?

Only time will tell... I can say I have never before wanted so much to make this a choose your own adventure.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Apr 10, 2021 at 2:59 AM
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LilByte said:

^^ Realizing that it's much more fun to be a lil kid thats taken care of then a big kid with responsibilities, and that diapies are more comfy, convenient, safe. xD

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That's kinda skipping ahead to the end. Finny still thinks he's a big boy. Of course that means that as a big boy that's getting babied he gets all the cute blushies from embarrassment, though.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Apr 25, 2021 at 8:58 AM
Content: I'm still writing although I took a bit of a break to go visit a friend in Kansas.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Apr 28, 2021 at 8:50 AM
Content: Chapter 12 – Getting ready for school“Wakey wakey, Finny!” Mommy’s voice roused Finny from his slumber, “Let’s see how your Swaddler did!” She pulled back his covers and ran her hands around his sheets. “No leaks! Let’s see how wet you are.” She pulled his blankets off the rest of the way, swept Finny into her arms, and deposited him onto his changing table with a flourish. Finny felt his sodden pamper squish under him as she set him down. It seemed pretty soaked to him. It was a work of a moment to pull Finny’s pajama pants off, exposing the water-logged padding he was wearing. “Wow, Punkin, good thing we had you in a diaper! A pull-up would have leaked everywhere!” she said as she tapped the pacifier that Finny was still nursing on.

“We have a choice for what to wear for school today. You could wear some of your special undies,” Mommy said as she held up a pair of training panties similar to what he wore yesterday evening. “But if you have an accident, it’s not going to help.” Next, she pulled out a pull-up, “Now, a pull-up would be good if you have a minor accident or two but are otherwise going to be able to make it to the potty.” Then she pulled out one of Finny’s Pampers. “If you think you’ll be having a complete accident or if you think you might not make it to the potty for poopies, then the only answer for that is a diaper.”

Finny wanted to wear his old underwear, but Mommy wasn’t even providing that as an option. He wasn’t sure if he trusted himself in school in his old underwear. Any minor accident would be immediately visible to everyone. But if he wanted to ever go back to being a big boy, he’d have to take some risks. “Training panties,” said Finny nervously. “Are you sure?” Mommy asked, “You haven’t been doing so well lately.” Finny nodded, but he certainly didn’t look sure.

Mommy got Finny’s diaper off, cleaned him up, and pulled his training pants up while still on his changing table. In a few minutes, she had him dressed. He used to be a little frustrated that he couldn’t find clothes that fit him that looked more mature, but when you’re the size of the average eight-year-old, your options are limited. Now his eight-year-old style clothing seemed practically adult compared to yesterday’s onesie and diapers, so Finny counted his blessings. His Paw Patrol shirt and matching shorts were younger than he liked.

When Finny got downstairs with his backpack, Sarah finished her cereal. When she noticed him, she warmly smiled, which confused Finny. Sarah hadn’t said a mean word to him in days, and he was a little concerned that she was up to something. Was that smile as kind as it looked, or was it hiding a hidden nefarious plot to make him miserable again. “Hi, Finny!” Sarah almost sang. It was the most cheerful he had ever seen her. She danced over to him and picked him up onto her hip when she suddenly paused. “Wait a minute, where is your diapie? Mommy’s gonna be very grumpy with you if you took it off!” Finny blushed again. “Mommy said I can wear my training panties to school today if I’m careful,” he said. “Mooooom! Did you say Finny could go to school without his diapers?!?!” Sarah called upstairs. “Yes, Sarah. Finny’s going to try being a big boy today,” they heard Mommy call from the second floor. “Okay, if Mommy thinks this will work.” Sarah said, sounding dubious, “I think you’re asking for trouble!”

Sarah carried Finny over to his seat at the table and put him in something new that had appeared on his chair. “Daddy thought your booster might help make it easier for you to eat at the table!” Sarah chirped. Finny was disappointed, but he didn’t think he had room to complain after everything that happened. Finny shuddered and wondered to himself, “What’s next? A crib and playpen or maybe a high chair?” He had very mixed feelings about these developments. Everyone was much nicer to him, and he appreciated less stress in his life. He didn’t have to worry about anything except the occasional homework. He knew in his bones that all this babying was wrong. He should be fighting all of this tooth and nail, but why did it sometimes feel so right at the same time?

Another thing he should complain about is he… couldn’t complain… As his family continued to baby him, he found it harder and harder to object. As parts of him settled into his new toddlerhood, his internal conflict grew.

Finny’s thoughts were interrupted by Sarah snapping his bib around his neck. As he emerged from his thoughts, he saw Lissa was at the table with her bowl of cereal. They were about to head to school, and Lissa was in big girl panties while Finny needed training panties in case of accidents. At least she was using a booster just like he was, but that was little comfort since she hadn’t even wet her pullup last night while Finny had a very soggy diaper. Lissa was in nice clothing, but nobody thought to make her wear a bib even though Finny was wearing one. Everybody, including Finny himself, expected he would use it. Before long, Sarah gave Finny some warm cereal, and shortly afterward, everyone’s expectations were confirmed. Finny not only made a mess of his face but deposited more of his breakfast than he would like to admit into the pocket at the bottom of his bib.

When Finny finished, Mommy was downstairs and cleaned him up with a nice warm washcloth. “Did you like that cereal, buddy? It should help with your poopies,” she said as Finny noticed the Gerber Probiotic Oatmeal Banana Cereal container on the sink counter. The image of the Gerber Baby in the corner made him want to sink into a hole from embarrassment. But, he also felt a strange comradeship with that happy baby as if they had more in common than he thought. He almost saw that baby as an equal and nearly heard it telling him being a baby wasn’t all bad.

“Finny, do you have to go potty?” was the phrase that broke him out of his reverie as Lissa reminded him. As much as he would like to tell her to mind her own business, her comment made him realize he did have to go. If Finny didn’t get to the bathroom soon, his first accident would be before leaving the house. Finny’s eyes went wide, and he slithered out of his booster and dashed up the stairs to the bathroom. When he made it to the toilet, the seat was down. Finny grabbed the lid, but it slipped out of his hands when he got it halfway up, and it crashed back down, startling him. He got the toilet opened with another try, slid his pants and panties down, and assumed the position.

As Finny did his business, he couldn’t help but notice a fair-sized wet spot in the front of his training panties and a significant streak in the back. He had been more startled than he thought. Was he a baby? Did he need to wear diapers to school? Could he keep diapers a secret from the other kids at school?! What about phy-ed? Oh, God, phy-ed?! Everyone at school already thought he was a baby! All these thoughts continued to swirl around his head as he started to wipe himself, and soon the tears began falling, his breath started to catch, and sobs began building in his chest.

As Mommy passed the open bathroom door, she saw Finny’s tear-stained face and knew in an instant what had happened. A moment later, she rubbed his back and dabbed his tears away with a bit of toilet paper. “Shh, shh, honey, it’s okay. It will all be okay. Mommy will make everything better,” Mommy murmured as she tilted Finny forward so she could finish wiping his bottom. “Looks like those training panties helped this time, but if you’re having accidents already, I don’t think we can send you to school in them, can we?” Finny started sobbing as he shook his head. “Bu… wha… abou… gym class,” he whined as Mommy lifted him out of his pants and underwear and carried him back to his room. “Don’t you worry about that right now, baby,” she crooned, “I’ll make sure everything is okay.”

Mommy popped a pacifier in his mouth as she entered the room and laid Finny down on his changing table. Next, one of his pull-ups with a smiling Mickey Mouse on the front and a line art drum underneath. It was one of those fade-when-wet features to help toddlers know when they’ve gone potty in it. Next, she pulled the pull-up diaper up Finny’s legs and lifted him slightly to get it over his rump. “Is this any better than a regular diaper?” he wondered as Mommy chose a new pair of pants for him. At least she found him some plain pants this time. He would have a hard enough time with the big smiling picture of Chase from Paw Patrol on his shirt; he didn’t need a matching one on his pants. The other kids in High School picked on him enough that it might not make much difference.

After Mommy cleared away Finny’s mess in the bathroom, they grabbed lunches and headed out the door. His little potty adventure had set them behind, so they needed to hurry. They all piled into the car and made it to the High School in time, but Mommy would have to drop Lissa off separately since Finny no longer had time to walk her over.

“I’ve put a couple of extra pull-ups in your backpack if you need them,” Mommy said as Finny started to get out of the car. Then she reached over and hooked something on her finger, “I don’t think you need this, though,” she added as she pulled his pacifier out of his mouth with a popping sound. “And when you change for Gym class, just tell your friends you need to use the potty and change in a stall. That way, they won’t see, and it shouldn’t be too hard to sneak your pull-up out and throw it away.”

Finny took a detour into a small, private group of trees on his way into school. Usually, a couple of the older kids were making out there, but he had the area to himself since the school day was about to start. He took off his backpack and opened it up to see what his Mommy had packed. He saw she had put six pull-ups in there and another complete change of clothes. He felt grateful that she thought of everything but was slightly annoyed that she thought he could need all that.

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Timestamp: Apr 30, 2021 at 6:36 PM
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LilByte said:

great update

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Thanks, I'm about 1/3-ish the way through Chapter 13. Finny is in first period with a damp pamper and his teacher knows. Finny doesn't know she knows, though. (He's still in his pull-up, I just called it a "damp pamper" because I find rhymes satisfying.)

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Timestamp: May 1, 2021 at 4:01 AM
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pierrylouys said:

I think his teacher and the faculty of school gonna recommend finny to be home school so he can have a proper treatment without risk to be bullied

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It will probably go in that direction eventually, but not too quickly or we'll lose lots of opportunity for Finny to be thoroughly embarrassed. We wouldn't want that, now, would we?

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: May 2, 2021 at 5:26 AM
Content: Finny's first day at school has been... eventful... in ways Finny definitely has not appreciated. It's also one of the longest chapters so far. I just have to get him home and to bed and I'll post Chapter 13.

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Timestamp: May 2, 2021 at 7:01 AM
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pierrylouys said:

Yay really curious to see what happened! My gues would be he leaks and his sister helping him change and in the end his sister or a nurse from school change him in a diaper to go home and after this his mommy see that he needs to be diapered 24/7

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Not exactly. Finny has a totally different schedule from his sister so it would be a stretch unless she came across him in the lunch room as he wets, but I didn't do that. He's also in pull-ups so he can manage his changes himself... for now.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: May 3, 2021 at 7:52 AM
Content: Chapter 13 – School daysAs Finny walked to his first class of the day, he passed through the commons, where all the popular kids gathered. “Is that Baby Finny?” he heard through the crowd’s murmur, “His little panties don’t match his baby shirt. He must have had a potty accident!” they said, giggling with glee as Finny blushed. Tears started to well up in his eyes. They were the girls that saw him wet his pants just a few days earlier, and it didn’t help that they managed to guess what had happened. Even worse, his pull-up was already damp even though Finny had no idea when he wet it. Then, to top it off, he didn’t have time to change his pull-up before math because of his diaper change.

Finny left the commons and walked through a quieter part of the building when he noticed two things that made him very nervous. Every time he took a step, he heard his damp pull-up crinkle, and he smelled the faint odor of the baby powder and lotion Mommy used that morning. He knew nobody else would notice, but he did, making him very nervous. He soon made it to his math class and walked right past the teacher.

“Hi, Finny,” said his math teacher as she put her arm across his shoulders and walked with him toward his desk. “I know you rarely have difficulties in my class, but I wanted to let you know if you need any help or want to do some advanced work, you have but to ask.” It may have been Finny’s imagination, but her smile seemed like the smiles many adults gave him the past few days. He didn’t remember any adults smiling that way at him before, but now it seemed he saw these smiles on every adult’s face. Especially if his diaper was showing or when they saw him using his binkie. Wait, was his diaper showing?! Finny looked down and turned, trying to glimpse anything that gave away what he was wearing under his pants. Nothing jumped out at him, though. Just faint crinkles when he moved and slight hints of the smell of baby powder, but his teacher couldn’t notice that, could she? “Thank you, ma'am,” was all Finny could manage to say in response as his cheeks flushed rosy. She pulled him close for a tight hug.

What Finny didn’t know was his teacher knew what was going on. His damp pull-up sagged down enough in the back that it caused that characteristic line that looked exactly like her toddler’s diaper. And she also recognized the baby powder smell. “What a poor child,” she had thought as he passed her, “diapers in high school must be rough.”

When Finny sat down, he felt his pull-up squish under his weight. Immediately his anxiety spiked. Would he make it through the class period without leaking? “What am I thinking?! If I don’t wet, I can’t leak, right?” but a voice in the back of his head said he was crazy if he thought he could go that long without wetting. As wet as he is this soon, he probably should have worn a diaper instead of a pull-up, but it was too late now. As he thought this, he felt himself start to wet again, but with an effort, he stopped. Unfortunately, he was so focused on not peeing he missed most of the material for the rest of the class. Math, which usually rushed by on swift wings, dragged interminably.

A thousand years and mere moments later, math was over as the bell rang to Finny’s overwhelming relief. He hurriedly gathered his supplies and rushed to the bathroom, backpack in hand. His bladder was nearly at the end of its limits. As he walked, little dribbles of pee escaped into his already wet pull-up. Luckily, a stall was available when he got to the bathroom, so Finny hurried and locked himself inside as the last of his pee hit the soaked padding in his pants. Unfortunately, this last bit overwhelmed his leak guards, and Finny felt liquid run down his inner thigh and start to soak into his shorts.

Finny didn’t have much time between classes, so he had to hurry. He quickly pulled off his shoes and slid his shorts down, carefully working them over his socks so he didn’t get them wet. He didn’t bother sliding down his pull-up, just tore it at the sides and dropped it on the floor. It hit the floor with a squelching sound. Finny immediately started digging through his backpack and quickly found a fresh pull-up diaper and a plastic bag to put his wet one in. Once he had that, he sat on the potty and wiped himself dry with some toilet paper. Then he got himself re-dressed, packed his wet shorts into the plastic bag, and wadded up the soggy pull-up.

As Finny was tearing the sides of his pull-up, he missed hearing something. A couple of the popular boys came into the bathroom. It didn’t escape their notice when something looking remarkably like a soaking wet diaper hit the floor. A naked bottom squatted below the walls as Finny dug through his backpack shortly after. The leader of the boys silently shushed the rest, and they waited as Finny finished up in the stall.

“Hi, there!” the leader said with a broad smile as Finny emerged, wadded up pull-up in hand. Finny’s heart stopped. He flushed bright red and stopped in his tracks. It’s a good thing Finny had just gone potty because, while his bladder managed to come up with a dribble in his panic, there wasn’t much.

“What’s that you have in your hand?” the leader of the boys continued. Finny opened and closed his mouth like a fish out of water as one of the boys took his wet pull-up from his hand. It immediately opened up into the unmistakable hourglass shape of a disposable diaper. The soggy yellow padding and weight showed how well used it was. All the embarrassment was getting too much for Finny, and his eyes started dribbling as his bladder did.

“Looks like Mickey lost his drum! My little brother wears diapers just like this! We’d better check to make sure you put on a fresh one like a good baby!” The rest of the boys smiled and nodded as the nearest quickly yanked down Finny’s clean shorts. This pull-up had a happy Mickey with a kite down below that was already starting to fade.

“Good boy!” Praised the leader, “But it looks like you’ve already wet your nice new diapie!” he reached down and squeezed the front of Finny’s diaper, checking how wet it was. “You’re not too wet, though. You should be good for a while.” He ran his finger around the leak guards, “Babies never quite get the leak guards right. We wouldn’t want you to be a leaky lil’ guy, would we?”

Finny turned around and started shuffling toward the door with his shorts around his knees as he tried to pull them back up to cover his pull-up and sobbed uncontrollably. By this time, tears were running down his face. When he got to the door, he still hadn’t managed to cover any of his pull up when someone else opened the door and stopped staring at Finny’s toddler panties. The people behind him in the hallway looked too because someone stopping dead in the middle of a doorway attracts attention. The reaction was split between the same look adults gave him and others laughing. Some even went so far as to let out an involuntary “awwwww.”

The scene was worse than anything Finny could have imagined. An entire crowd of high school students stared at his wet pull-up. At the same time, a group of popular boys stood behind him, one of them holding a soaking diaper with a similar pattern. It was unfurled like a strange flag from a country of toddlers. Nobody could believe it was anything but the wet diaper Finny had just changed out of. So Finny just stopped, pulled his shorts up the rest of the way, and then pushed through the crowd as he made his way to his next class while tears streamed down his face.

The following couple of classes went pretty well, then came lunch. Finny sat alone like usual, although he noticed many more stares and whispers than usual. The food he had was fine, typical for a bagged lunch, and he bought a bottle of soda from the vending machine to drink. After lunch, he made another trip to the bathroom between every lesson. It seemed that every time his pull-up got a little wetter, although he never remembered wetting.

After lunch, Finny had his Science class. This was his favorite class of the day. At the beginning of the lesson, he had an empty bladder and a full tummy and showed up excited and ready to learn. However, as the hour went on, the soda Finny drank with lunch started to make its presence known. And soon after that, his body reminded him that what goes in must come out, and he had eaten a whole sandwich and bag of chips. Finny was doing the sit-down potty dance by the end of class, and his pull-up was getting significantly wetter. He was getting desperate by the time the bell rang.

Finny frantically stuffed everything into his backpack and darted out the door like the end of his first-hour class. He headed for the nearest bathroom as his beleaguered bladder gradually released into his soaked diaper. But, unfortunately, just as he made it into the bathroom stall, the other side lost the battle, and Finny filled his wet pull-up. At that point, he realized that pull-ups weren’t going to work for him at school.

Tears streamed from Finny’s face as he leaned against the inside of the stall door and sobbed, and his body finished what it started. Luckily this pull-up didn’t leak, despite being more heavily used than the first one. Maybe that bully had a point about his leak guards. He pulled off his shorts again and squatted over the toilet so his droopy diaper rested on the toilet ring. Then he cautiously tore away the sides of his pull-up. Holding the front in one hand and the back in the other, he slowly straightened and winced as he felt the lump of poop fall away from his bottom and drop into the diaper he held. He managed to drop most of the poop into the toilet and carefully balanced the diaper across the plumbing. He didn’t want a repeat of what happened earlier. Then he sat down and used more toilet paper than he ever had cleaning himself. This was a lot easier when he just had to lie down, and his Mommy cleaned him up with baby wipes.

After cleaning up, Finny flushed the toilet and managed to wad the used pull-up into one of the plastic bags Mommy packed, pulled on a new one, and finished getting dressed. When he finally was ready to leave the stall, he paused. Was history about to repeat itself? Finny took a deep breath and shoved open the door to reveal… an empty bathroom. He darted across the room to deposit his odoriferous package deep into the trash bin full of paper towels. Then he washed his hands, added more paper towels to the top of the heap, and left the bathroom to continue his day.

The rest of the day passed in a blur of class, bathroom, class, and time for home. First, he walked over to the grade school because he needed time with Lissa, his favorite sister. When he got to Lissa’s school, she ran to him and gave him a giant hug, and they walked back to the high school together. As they walked, she started talking about her day but broke off in the middle, ducked behind Finny, and grabbed his bottom. “Yep, I thought I smelled pee-pees. You need a diapie change!” She said as Finny just stood and turned red in shock and embarrassment. Then, Lissa started to go for his backpack where his fresh pull-ups were, but he pulled away. “No, Lissa, not here! Everybody will seeeeee!” “Okay, I suppose,” Lissa pouted, and they continued on their way.

A moment later and they were all getting into Mommy’s car. Lissa had to tell Mommy everything she had told Finny, so he had time to try to gain control of himself. He wasn’t having much luck with that, though. As Mommy and Lissa chatted cheerfully, Finny sat with his head down, and tears silently fell into his lap.

Soon they were home, and everyone got out of the car except Finny. Finny was now silently sobbing too hard to get out of the vehicle despite trying to gather himself. Mommy started walking to the door before noticing Finny wasn’t with them, so she returned. She couldn’t see what was happening, so Mommy opened Finny’s door. “Oh, baby, what’s wrong? What’s the matter?” Mommy rubbed his back, but that just opened the floodgates, and the silent sobbing turned into full-throated baby wailing. Lissa had followed Mommy back, so Mommy grabbed Finny’s backpack and handed it to Lissa. “Honey, can you take this in for me? I’ve got to take care of the baby.” Mommy reached in, slid one arm under his knees and another supporting his back, and lifted Finny out of the car like an infant.

Mommy gently patted Finny’s bottom with the hand behind his back as she carried her sobbing baby boy into the house, and Lissa, helpfully, held the door. They all went in, and Mommy sat on the couch with baby Finny on her lap. “Wanna tell me what happened, baby?” she said softly in a caring voice. Finny just shook his head and kept crying.

“Lissa, can you grab one of your baby brother’s pacifiers? That might help him settle down.” Lissa smiled a bright, beaming smile and darted off, returning with a pacifier and clip in just moments. Lissa clipped the clip to Finny’s shirt and gently slid the pacifier into his mouth. He instinctively started nursing it without even thinking. His binkie tried its best, but Finny just kept sobbing. Mommy picked Finny up and laid him with his head on her shoulder and one hand under his bottom. This allowed her to stand up, bounce, and rock while rubbing his back with her other hand. Finny was still inconsolable.

After a while, Mommy paused, sat on the sofa, and waved Lissa over to whisper something in her ear. Lissa smiled, nodded, and headed for the kitchen while Mommy stood up, bouncing Finny gently. After a while, Lissa and Sarah came back from the kitchen. Mommy sat and repositioned Finny across her lap again. She pulled out his pacifier when he settled, which triggered another baby-like protest, but immediately replaced it with another nipple. This nipple was attached to a baby bottle. When Finny instinctively started nursing, something sweet, creamy, and deliciously warm came out. As he continued to suckle his bottle, he noticed a bit of sourness and a hint of bitterness. It was almost like medicine. It made his tummy warm, though, which was more soothing than anything he had ever experienced.

Finny drank the warm formula while Mommy held his bottle and cradled him; they gazed into each other’s eyes. Mommy watched Finny’s distress fade away and be replaced with pure contentment. She couldn’t help but smile as everything about her baby boy relaxed, and he started to smile as well.

Mommy noticed that Lissa was still standing next to them, watching. Their eyes met, and an unspoken question passed between them. Mommy just nodded. Lissa smiled and reached in to hold Finny’s baba. This freed Mommy’s hand to more fully cradle Finny and gently pat his diaper. Now it was Lissa’s turn to look into her baby brother’s eyes as he met her gaze and smiled. Before long, his baba was empty, and Mommy replaced it with his pacifier once again.

With another gentle smile, Mommy wiped a little of the formula that had escaped the sides of Finny’s mouth with the burp rag Sarah handed her. Then she laid the rag over her shoulder, removed Finny’s pacifier, and lifted Finny back up with his head resting on the burp rag. Instead of gently rubbing his back, though, she patted his back, still gently. Finny soon burped so vigorously that a little of the formula he drank came up with it and spattered the burp rag. Mommy and the girls giggled, and Finny was laid back across Mommy’s lap again.

“Feeling better? Mommy asked as she wiped up the remainder of Finny’s spit-up and the rest of the formula on his chin. Her smile was probably the warmest, most comforting thing Finny had ever seen. It seemed to take all his troubles and make them vanish like smoke. He nodded and smiled back as Mommy started wiping his tears as well. “Wanna tell me about it?”

Tears immediately filled Finny’s eyes, so Mommy squeezed him tighter and gently rocked him. “It’s okay, baby,” she said softly, “it’ll all be okay. You can tell me.” Finny could barely express what had happened that day. In the broken speech of a toddler, he described both of his big accidents and how he just kept wetting without even knowing it was happening. Mommy got more and more concerned as she decoded his speech.

“It sure doesn’t sound like your pull-ups worked very well for you today,” Mommy said, “but we can figure out how to make your baby diapers work.” This sparked more tears. Finny didn’t want to wear diapers all the time, but he couldn’t think of any other way to handle his situation.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: May 4, 2021 at 12:50 PM
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1955wetdiaper said:

Great chapter, there is home school. Special needs ,sounds right. That way he can be babyed at school, 24/7

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The pull-ups obviously didn't work, so that only leaves one option. Looks like Finny is back in baby diapers 24/7. While transferring him to special education would give more opportunity for babying I don't think the school or Finny's parents are likely to go that route. They are more likely to home school him. We're still a ways from that, though.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: May 5, 2021 at 7:32 AM
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parktochter said:

I don't really get why he is losing his bladder control. Is he sick or is someone putting "medicine" in his food. That would be pretty absusive

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He never had very good control and the prior year he skipped a grade into high school which means he left all of his friends behind. That is very stressful which can lead to this kind of regression. There is absolutely no abuse here.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: May 5, 2021 at 9:10 PM
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pierrylouys said:

Questionou said earlier that this chapter would be finny in school , home and bedtime , but is finished him talking to his mommy , is incompl this chapter ?

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This chapter was getting really long so bedtime is in the next chapter. I think his next school day may not be as eventful. I'do like to aim for one chapter per day in Finny's life. I'm not too worried about it, though.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: May 7, 2021 at 9:09 AM
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1955wetdiaper said:

You are doing a great job.

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Thanks! I'm two pages into chapter 14 and paused for a moment debating whether I'm pushing too fast. I also don't want to overthink it.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: May 8, 2021 at 8:56 AM
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parktochter said:

If you want to hear my opinion, slower seems probably more real

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Yeah, you're probably right, but I want to use ALL my ideas NOW!!!

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: May 17, 2021 at 3:26 PM
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pierrylouys said:

Hoping there more of this wonderful story

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There is, there's just been an attack of real life syndrome. I started a new job so I'm back working six to seven days a week and the place I write has been taken over by my work computer. ☺

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: May 28, 2021 at 3:03 AM
Content: I've updated all the previous chapters with some refinement mostly suggested by Grammarly and am just now finishing up Chapter 14. I've been struggling with pacing and I don't think it's exactly where I'd like it but if I continue to obsess over it I'll never post the next chapter.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: May 28, 2021 at 8:31 AM
Content: Here's the next chapter. A long one this time. It's super eventful, but there were a few ideas I actually left out this time. I also just got Finny to bed and didn't try to get him back to school during this chapter. I have enough planned for Finny's next day of school that it would have made this chapter WAY too long. I may have to hold back some of those ideas for another day as well. We'll see.

Chapter 14 – Another step backAfter a bit more cuddling, Mommy set Finny down and went into the kitchen to start supper. Then, Finny and Sarah both went to their rooms to get their homework done, while Lissa played by herself in the living room.

Shortly after Finny started his homework, Mommy and Lissa walked up and knocked on his open door. “Hey baby, I noticed you needed a diaper change earlier.” “And I’m here to be Mommy’s big helper!” Added Lissa. Finny immediately blushed again. Mommy scooped him up onto her hip and laid him gently on his changing table a moment later. He was still nursing his pacifier from earlier. It was easier to do homework if he had his binky.

“Lissa, honey, can you pick out a diaper for your baby brother?” Lissa’s eyes lit up, and she went through the diapers stacked neatly under Finny. “How about this one, Mommy?” she said, holding up one of the Luvs. It had “I WOKE UP LIKE THIS” written in big letters across the back. Then, as Mommy pulled down Finny’s shorts and ripped the sides of his soggy pull-up, she asked Lissa, “Could you open that diaper up, honey, and fluff it up for little Finny?” Lissa just nodded and smiled and started unfolding the thin diaper.

“Upsie daisy!” Mommy said as she lifted Finny by the ankles to lift his bottom off his diaper. “Lissa, could you get a wipe from the warmer, please?” Lissa opened the warmer and pulled out a wipe, “Oooh, this is nice!” she said as she handed the warm wipe to Mommy, “And Finny has poopies again.” “That’s right, Lissa, Finny made a little poopie in his pull-up, but we’ll clean that up, won’t we?”

Lissa just nodded as Mommy cleaned up the worst of the mess with one wipe and then held her hand out to Lissa for another. Lissa was happy to grab another wipe and hand it to her Mommy. Mommy dropped the stinky wipe into Finny’s used pull-up and finished cleaning him with the other one, then pulled the soggy thing out from under him, slid his clean Luvs under, and set him back down. Then one more wipe from Lissa to do the final clean-up around his pee-pee.

“Once baby’s bottom and pee-pee are clean, we need to add some lotion. This moisturizes their skin and keeps it happy,” Mommy said as she squirted baby lotion into her hand and rubbed Finny’s entire diaper area down. “Then we need to add a barrier to keep Finny’s pee and poopie away from his skin.” Mommy dipped her finger into a pot of Vaseline Healing Jelly Baby, spread it all over, and then worked a little just inside Finny’s bottom. Then she set him down one last time on his fresh Luvs, pulled it up between Finny’s legs, and fastened the tapes.

It was tight and didn’t come up as high as the pampers. Finny liked the simple patterns and the purple color, but he wasn’t sure about the writing. Lissa was helping, and her comments made Finny so embarrassed he couldn’t do anything but lie on his changing table and nurse his pacifier.

Mommy lifted him off the changing table and set him on the floor without pulling his shorts up. “Once we have our baby in a fresh new diaper, we need to check its fit. Since he can stand up, it’s best to stand him up for this.” Mommy then ran her fingers around the leg opening, pulling out any tucked-in leg gather. Finally, she checked how tight the waist was and adjusted the tapes to make it just a little bit tighter.

“See how smooth everything is?” Mommy pointed out the lines of Finny’s diaper. “And then you get the best part. Diaper pats!” Mommy patted Finny’s diaper and encouraged Lissa to pat his bottom. “Diaper pats are the bestest thing ever!” Then they both gave Finny a nice warm hug while he blushed some more. Once Finny was adjusted and thoroughly patted and hugged, Mommy pulled up his shorts, and he got back to his homework. Mommy washed her hands and went back to making supper.

“Dinner’s ready!” Mommy called from the dining room. Finny’s stressful day built up a healthy appetite, so he ran to his spot and climbed eagerly into his booster seat. Finny immediately noticed a couple of changes. He didn’t have a glass at his place, there was a clean baby’s bib across his plate, and his place setting was different from everyone else’s. Also, his dinner plate was divided into sections, and his silverware was covered in rubber for some reason.

Soon everyone else made it to the table. Before Sarah sat down, she came around behind Finny and fastened the bib around his neck. It was the same rubbery bib they used at the restaurant the previous day. Then, before she went back to her seat, Sarah gave Finny a gentle hug from behind and kissed him gently on the head. “There you go, baby bro!” Finny happily smiled back. If Sarah treated him this way, he could certainly get used to it.

Everyone else dished up their food, even Lissa, while Finny looked confused. He kept reaching for things, but they were just out of reach. Once nearly everyone else was set, Mommy said, “Oh! I almost forgot, poor Finny!” She took his plate, put a little of each dish into its separate sections, and arranged it carefully so it was as easy to pick up as possible. Despite all this care, it took very little time. Mommy had a lot of experience with this kind of thing. As she went along, she smiled warmly and hummed a little tune.

After finishing Finny’s toddler plate art, she took it into the kitchen for some reason. She came back in a few moments with the plate she had arranged and a fresh baby bottle full of chocolate milk. “I thought since you enjoyed your baba after school so much, you could have one with dinner too!” Finny blushed again but just couldn’t bring himself to object. Mommy then placed both of them with a flourish in front of Finny. Everyone else had soda, but he liked chocolate milk, so he felt more treated than deprived.

Finny enjoyed his dinner as everybody enjoyed Lissa’s tales of today’s activities. He didn’t mind, though. He was focused on scooping up his food and getting it to his mouth. He was pretty successful but still ate quite a bit of it out of the bin of his bib. “And then I saw Finny, and then I checked his diaper, and then I saw that he was soggy, but he didn’t let me change him; he said, ‘Everybody will seeeeee!’” Lissa’s imitation of Finny was spot on, so everybody but Finny laughed. Finny just blushed.

Soon everybody was done with supper… except Finny. He was still fumbling, so Mommy turned to him and fed him while everyone else chatted around the table. When she finished playing the “airplane flying into the hangar” game, which amused Finny more than he expected, she held his baba so he could finish that too. He sat in his booster wearing his wet Luvs diaper with a messy, food-covered face while his Mommy bottle-fed him. As he nursed, some chocolate milk escaped the side of his mouth, but when it reached his chin, Mommy wiped it up with a napkin and a smile.

Then his baba was empty, and Finny pouted when Mommy popped it from his lips. She grabbed a washcloth from near the sink, got it nicely warm and wet, and cleaned Finny up. “I can do it, Mommy!” He objected as she cleaned him, sounding just like a protesting toddler. “I know you can, but if you planned on doing it yourself, I wouldn’t be doing it for you, would I?”

With that, dinner was over, and Finny got a ride into the living room on Mommy’s hip to watch some TV. Mommy made some popcorn and shredded some cheese over the top as a treat. Then, everyone got a bowl and sat back to watch the program.

As the credits rolled, Finny saw a chance to be a big boy. “I’ll take the bowls to the kitchen!” big boy Finny announced. “That would be super helpful, buddy!” Daddy responded, so Finny gathered up everyone’s bowls. As he passed Lissa on the way to the kitchen, she tugged the back of his pants, peeking into his diaper. “Mommy! Finny has a poopy diaper!” she announced to the whole family. Finny didn’t even remember pooping. Mommy appeared behind Finny, took the bowls from his hands, deposited them neatly in Sarah’s grasp, and swept him off his feet.

Moments later, Mommy and Finny were in his room, and she strapped him into his changing station again as Lissa peeked in. The question in Lissa’s eyes was unmistakable. She didn’t need to say a word. Mommy waved her over, and Lissa skipped in with a huge smile. She was carrying a step stool from the bathroom, set it down near the changing table, and cheerfully hopped up onto it so she could reach Finny.

Finny looked up at Mommy with a furrowed brow and stressed that his little sister would help change his diaper. “Oh, baby, everything will be fine,” Mommy crooned. She stroked the bridge of Finny’s nose with her left hand as her right plucked a binky from the jar and slipped it gently between his lips. As soon as he felt the nipple of the pacifier in his mouth, he instinctively started nursing, his stress dropped, and his wrinkled brow started to smooth.

Mommy continued to soothe Finny as Lissa opened the tapes on his diaper and the soaked, slightly poopy garment. Finny couldn’t watch his baby sister help change his diaper and started to blush again when he felt the warm wipes start cleaning his pee-pee. As he turned to look the other way, he noticed it was Mommy cleaning him up. She then lifted him by his ankles and started to clean his bottom. While Mommy finished cleaning Finny, Lissa grabbed his icky diapie, wadded it up, and put it into the diaper pail.

“This is so much easier with my big helper!” Mommy said proudly, “You like helping with the baby, don’t you?” Lissa just smiled and nodded. “Can you get me one of Finny’s sleepy diapies?” Lissa smiled wider and grabbed one of the Pampers Swaddlers. She opened it up and Fluffed it out, but then Mommy stopped her a moment.

“Let’s try one of those boosters tonight!” Mommy suggested as she finished cleaning Finny’s bottom and getting him all ready. She set him down briefly and helped Lissa stick something into his thick Swaddler. When Mommy set him down on it to get his diaper on, it was thicker than Finny was used to. He was so distracted that he didn’t notice when Lissa sprinkled powder on him, brought his diaper up between his legs, and stuck the tapes down on both sides. Mommy had to adjust his diaper a little, unstrapped Finny, picked him up onto her hip, and set him down on the floor.

“Now we need to check his leak guards, so we don’t have any of those icky leakies!” Mommy then bent over and showed Lissa how to make sure the leak guards lined up. Mommy even had Finny lift his legs so they could check the leak guards in his crotch. He blushed and nursed his pacifier as Lissa stuck her finger under his diaper.

“Time for you to get ready for beddy-bye, Lissa, and I’ll finish getting Finny ready. Don’t forget your pretty pull-ups!” Lissa skipped off to her bedroom to follow Mommy’s directions as Mommy turned her attention back to Finny. As she pulled his pajamas out, Finny couldn’t help but rub and pat his super thick diaper. It was so much bulkier than anything he had ever worn. “I hope I never have to wear diapers this thick to school. There’s no way I could hide them!” Finny thought. Mommy turned around with the jammies she selected.

As she was helping him into the bottoms, she said, “Finny, baby, you’ve been having a tough time lately. Daddy and I think it would help if you could get a bit more sleep.” Finny was confused. He couldn’t sleep late without being late for school. “We’ve decided you need an earlier bedtime, honey.” As what Mommy just said sank in, Finny’s eyes started to water, and his mouth contorted behind his binkie shield. “Aw, honey, don’t cry. A little more sleep will help you sooo much!” she said as she paused to give him a warm cuddle and gently pat the back of his diaper. He knew that he didn’t have a choice when she talked this way. Before long, Mommy got him into his jammie tops, and then Lissa showed up carrying “The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe” with Daddy right behind her.

“Let’s read another chapter!” Daddy cheerfully announced as he sat in Finny’s beanbag chair, and Lissa climbed into Finny’s bed. Halfway through the chapter, Finny started to nod. Then when the chapter was done, Lissa headed toward the door. Just before she got there, Daddy said, “See you downstairs, Punkin.”

“Wait, Lissa gets to stay up?” Finny complained. “Lissa has been doing so well; we’ve decided to give her a bit later bedtime. Don’t be upset, buddy. I know it’s tough for you, but Mommy and I know best, okay?” “Okay, Daddy.” Finny was still upset, but he knew there was nothing he could do. As Daddy left the room, his situation hit home. He was wearing pajamas that couldn’t even cover the thick diapers he needed to keep his bed dry. He was nursing on a pacifier, and his night light lit up a changing table that was well stocked with all his diapering supplies. There was enough to keep him well-stocked to wear his diapers around the clock. Unfortunately, after today’s accidents, there was no chance that he would be able to convince Mommy or Daddy to let him out of diapers for a while.

He knew he should be upset. He should fight tooth and nail, but he needed his diapers with all the accidents. His binky kept him calm, his night light helped him sleep, and the changing table made diaper changes so much easier for everyone who needed to change him. He was always embarrassed but worrying about the potty was stressful. Everything, even the early bedtime, seemed to reduce his stress. The little voice that says he is thirteen and shouldn’t be this way got quieter and quieter when he was at home. He finally noticed the stuffed cat that Lissa left in his bed. She gave him her favorite stuffed animal. This realization brought tears to his eyes as he cuddled the old, worn stuffed cat to his chest and closed his eyes to drift off to dreamland.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: May 29, 2021 at 3:02 AM
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pierrylouys said:

Awwww that’s so cute ! Love this chapter!!! Curious to see what gonna happen next day in school!!!

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Well, we know Finny's going to be diapered in school for the first time... It's going to be a bit of a roller coaster.

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Timestamp: Jun 2, 2021 at 6:52 AM
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1955wetdiaper said:

He is young for high school.

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Yep, that was addressed very early on. He skipped a year of school.

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Timestamp: Jun 12, 2021 at 6:00 AM
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duckybaby said:

Ok what's up adisc world? Just joined up today mostly because of this story. Great job with this one. Yes it might be a bit far fetched for some and no this is not the "normal" parental style but who cares? Land of.make believe y'all ! shake things up. Rock the boat of the established norm. That's the whole point of fiction. At least it doesnt allude to Rearz or Abenas being sold at the local Wal-Mart unlike some ive read. False advertising darn you! But I digress.

Well done on this one and hope to read about the further adventures of baby finny! Keep it up

Ducky.

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Real life has been kicking my butt lately and I've stalled a bit. I keep putting a little time into it every once in a while, though, so progress is being made. It just seems that every time I open it up Grammarly has 20 to 30 corrections for all the stuff that's come before and I have the strange compulsion to go through them all every time. Sometimes it comes up with good suggestions. Sometimes it's like: Add "Finally" in front of these twelve sentences where it makes no sense.

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Timestamp: Jun 26, 2021 at 3:54 AM
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pierrylouys said:

really miss this story ! I hope everything is ok with you dear ludo

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I'm okay, just lost another job today. Been having trouble staying employed since COVID. I have been making some progress on the story, though. I have 2/3 of a page written so I'm about 1/3 of the way through the chapter.

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Timestamp: Aug 8, 2021 at 10:12 AM
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pierrylouys said:

just popping by to see if everything is ok with you ludo

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It's really rough right now. My ADD and depression are playing off each other to see which can be the hardest. I have an appointment but wasn't able to get in before the end of the month. I really, really hope this turns out well.

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Timestamp: Aug 14, 2021 at 9:54 PM
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kirigaya said:

Oh no, Ludo! I hope you feel better soon!

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Thanks, I hope we find something that works well for me quickly. I was making progress on the next chapter, but when I logged into my computer last night something was messed up with authentication so my gaming laptop became a non-gaming doorstop. It just never ends...

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Timestamp: Aug 17, 2021 at 9:43 AM
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CodyBaby said:

Wish you the best of luck, if you have files on that laptop that no longer works that you may want to recover, just know that youtube can help you out on how to extract the hard drive of the laptop for most models, after that, you can order a SATA to USB adapter or a HDD enclosure so you can get the stuff out, if you need any help, contact me by private message, I deal with dead laptops every week in real life, I don't exactly repair them, but I recover the HDD to transfer to new laptops.

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I keep most of the files I care about in Dropbox to avoid this kind of evolution but I'm a computer programmer and former tech support rep. I've been in IT since 1995. ☺

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Sep 3, 2021 at 9:29 AM
Content: While writing has been going reeeeeally slow lately I now have enough content for the next chapter. I want to get through the school day and possibly to bedtime before I stop and post, but I may end up needing to split it into multiple chapters. I have a chapter consistent in length with the other chapters I've posted so far, but all I've done is wake Finny up and get him dressed and downstairs.

I may go through and edit my prior posts again since Grammarly keeps coming up with recommendations for old content and I've made some more consistency and style updates.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Sep 21, 2021 at 8:52 AM
Content: Here's the next chapter. The longest one yet. I kinda wanted to get Finny through the whole next day, but realized that I needed to break this day up into at least two chapters.

Chapter 15 – More misadventures before schoolThe blaring of Finny’s alarm woke him out of the deepest sleep he’d had in years. After the exhausting day he had yesterday and the embarrassing night, he slept like a… log. He turned off his alarm and stretched. His legs strained against his covers; he felt sodden undergarments surrounding his nether regions.

“How’s my Finny?!” Mommy cheerfully asked as she came into his room. “Did you get good sleepies last night?”

Finny started to talk, but between just waking up and the pacifier he still held between his lips, all that came out was a vague mumble. He blushed a bit from Mommy’s baby talk as she pulled his blankets and sheets back and checked his bed for leaks. “No leakies last night, baby. Your nice diapies are working so much better than your icky pull-ups ever did!”

On that note, Mommy slid one arm under Finny’s shoulders and her other behind his knees and swept him out of bed and over to his changing table. After carefully placing him on the thick, crinkling pad, she slid his jammie shirt up and buckled him in. Mommy quickly and efficiently took off his jammie pants, un-taped his diaper, and cleaned him up with lovely, warm baby wipes. She then deposited the used wipes in his diaper, rolled everything up, and popped it into the diaper genie with a familiar swoosh and crinkle.

Just as Mommy was settling Finny’s morning diaper under his bottom, Lissa and Sarah came into the room. “Hey, Mom, Lissa wanted you to see that she woke up in a dry pull-up again this morning,” Sarah announced. “One minute, honey, I need to finish getting Finny into his new diaper,” Mommy called over her shoulder as she dabbed some rash cream on a few red spots. Then Mommy lotioned and powdered Finny, pulled up his new Huggies Little Movers, and taped it tight. “Let’s make sure you don’t have any icky leakies today!” Mommy chattered happily. “You just wait here for a moment, baby. I have to check on your big sister’s pull-up.”

Mommy turned around and checked on Lissa. “Look! All your designs are still there even after all night long! My baby girl is growing up!” Mommy picked Lissa up and swung her around, patting her bottom over her clean, dry pull-up. “If you can keep them dry for a couple more nights, it will be undies at night for you!” “Mommy, I gotta go potty,” Lissa whispered into Mommy’s ear. “Well, then let’s put you down before you have an accident,” Mommy replied, gently setting down her daughter, who then scampered off to the bathroom.

Finny watched that exchange while lying on his bed in nothing but a cute Huggies diaper. Then, as Lissa ran off to go potty and change into panties, he envied her again. A few days ago, Finny was the caring big brother helping his baby sister with the potty. Now his former baby sister was helping change his diapers and had even checked his diaper last night and found he was poopy. Just a few days ago, Lissa looked up to her big brother, but now she was more of a big sibling than he was.

While Finny thought about his new role as the baby of the family, Mommy rustled through his drawers and closet. Then they both heard the toilet flush. “Sarah, could you keep getting Finny ready for school? I need to help Lissa get dressed. His clothes are all laid out for you on his bed.” “Sure, Mom!” Sarah responded with a smile.

Finny almost forgot that Sarah was in the room, but there she was, walking toward him with a t-shirt over her arm. In a moment, she had him unbuckled, sat her baby brother up, and pulled the t-shirt over his head. Then, she hooked her arm under his armpits and lifted him off his changing table.

Some material hung down strangely from the shirt Sarah put on Finny. These cloth flaps confused the boy until his sister reached down between his legs and connected that loose fabric under his diaper with a quick snap, snap, snap. Then, as she stood up, the mirror caught Finny’s eyes. The shirt went down between his legs but wasn’t wide enough to completely cover his diaper, so the leg gathers of his Huggies poked out the sides. Finny lifted a leg a bit, and the three spots holding his babyish garment together advertised clearly that this was a garment for someone in diapers. Nobody would doubt he was a toddler in his onesie and diaper with the changing table in the background. The idea that the person he saw in the mirror was in high school was inconceivable. His diapers had proven their worth lately, though. Plus, the onesie looked like it kept his diaper hidden when his shirt rode up and held the padding against his bottom to help prevent leaks and sagging.

“Are you going to step into your pants, or do you just want to go to school like that?” Sarah asked, holding denim shorts out for Finny to step into. He stepped in, and she pulled them up much higher than expected. Then his biggest sister flipped a couple of denim straps over his shoulders and buckled them to the bib on Finny’s chest. They weren’t shorts, but shortalls. “And they even have handy snaps in the crotch so the school nurse can easily change your diapees!”

Sarah smiled, cuddled her baby brother against her side, and kissed him gently on the head. Finny could just blush, and it struck him again that Sarah hadn’t said anything mean in quite a while. She got her phone and laptop back but still didn’t go back to her old nasty ways.

“Sarah?” Finny asked nervously. He looked up at her from under her arm with questions in his eyes. Sarah returned his gaze, and her heart melted for her baby brother. Her eyes warmed, and you could see the care she felt for Finny in every line of her face. When their eyes met, Finny continued, “You used to hate me.” Finny’s eyes reflected his pain when the big sister he wanted approval from showed him nothing but contempt and humiliation. Sarah read every bit of that in his voice and his eyes. “Oh, Finny!” she responded, her heartbreaking further. “I never hated you, sweet Finny. I was jealous because everyone loved you. And if Daddy and my little Lissa loved you, would there still be room for me?” Now it was Finny’s heart’s turn to break. But he couldn’t respond with words. All he could do was hug Sarah around the waist and soak her shirt with his tears. As he cried, all Sarah could do in return was return his hug and stroke his hair as she gently crooned, “shh shh shh, it’s all going to be okay, baby Finny. It’s all going to be okay.”

Finny’s pacifier fell out of his mouth earlier, so Sarah stopped stroking his hair and popped it back between his lips. Then, with a brief gesture, she fastened the paci clip to the bib of his shortalls. Finally, Sarah cupped Finny’s chin in her hand and tilted his face up toward hers. “I’ll never be mean to you again, baby brother,” she said and cuddled him close.

“Are you two ever going to come down for breakfast?” Mommy called from downstairs.

Finny smiled around his pacifier with his tear-streaked face, looking into his big sister’s eyes. She grabbed a baby wipe, wiped his tears, asked, “Shall we?” and took Finny’s hand. Then they went downstairs together.

When Sarah and Finny entered the dining room, Mommy stopped what she was doing, smiled, and put her hands to her face. “I never thought I’d see the day! Sarah and Finny holding hands!” She walked over to them and hugged them both to her chest. “I’m so happy you two are getting along at last!” Their mother teared up as she cuddled, then pushed back and looked back and forth between them. “I’m so proud of you two!”

Finny smiled broadly, but Sarah could only blush and look at her toes. “You guys go eat some breakfast. I have a call to make.” Mommy said as she gestured towards the table.

Finny and Sarah were eating when Mommy finally got through:

“This is the school nurse? I’m glad I finally got through to you. I’m Finnegan O’Sullivan’s mother… Yes, that’s right… Thank you! Well, Finny has been having… potty problems… lately… I know. We’ve tried that… Yes, his doctor is definitely in the loop... Yeah, I know, but we’re not comfortable doing that with the potential side effects. We’ve ruled out all the worst problems. We think it’s just developmental… Well, he’s had some, rather public, accidents, so we’re taking some unusual steps… That’s right!... He’s not?... You are?... Well, that makes life significantly easier. I’ll bring some in when I drop Finny off today. Do you need anything else?... I understand, but I’d like to help… Wipes? I think we can do that!... Oh! They did?... I bet that was terrible for the poor child. I’ll make sure not to do that. Thank you! I’ll see you shortly.”

“All right, Kids, I need to drop Finny off at school, so we’ll all be taking the car today. And since I have a stop to make before we go, we need to head out as soon as possible.”

After this statement, Mommy became a whirlwind of activity, finishing getting everyone ready for school and packing the car. Then minutes later, she pulled into the local grocery store and said, “All right, you guys, I need you to stay here and be nice to each other. Sarah is in charge while I’m gone. I’ll be right back and don’t have time to herd you all with me.” And a moment later, she was gone.

After Mommy left the car, Sarah was the first to talk: “So, Lissa, anything special happening at school for you today?” Lissa lit up from Sarah’s attention, “We have show ‘n tell today! I wanted to bring some of my baby brother’s diapers, but Mommy said not today.” Finny knew he was the baby brother Lissa was talking about, and the thought of his sister showing all her classmates his diapers made him blush. He certainly hoped this was one of the times Mommy saying “not today” meant “no, but I don’t want to talk about it.”

Sarah glanced over at Finny and noticed his red face and him nervously nursing his binky, so she turned in her seat and stroked the bridge of Finny’s nose with her thumb. “It’ll be okay, Finny.” She said gently. “Who is this, and what did they do with my sister?” Finny thought to himself again as her actions soothed him. “If someone swapped with Sarah, they can keep the old one. I like this one much better!” He didn’t say anything but couldn’t help but smile back at Sarah from behind his pacifier shield.

Moments later, Mommy showed up with two big, full paper grocery bags in her hands and went straight to the gack of the car. Then, after dropping her packages in the trunk, she rustled around back there a bit, danced around to the driver’s side door, and off they went to school.

In a few minutes, they dropped off Lissa, who insisted on hugs all around, then headed for the high school.

“You head off to class, Sarah. I need to take Finny in.” Mommy said as they pulled up to school. She took Finny out of his car seat, popped his pacifier out of his pocket, and dropped it in her pocket as she put Finny on her hip. Sarah came around and gave Mommy and Finny a hug and kissed Finny on his forehead before heading off to class.

Mommy put Finny down, took him by the hand, and walked to the nurse’s office. It was the cleanest room in the school, smelling strongly of disinfectant. Everything was clean and white. The nurse smiled at them as they entered, and her smile was reflected in every line of her face as she reached for Mommy’s hand.

“Hello, I’m Vera O’Sullivan. Finnegan’s mommy.” Mommy introduced herself as soon as they saw the nurse. “Here are the supplies I said I’d bring.” She held out the two grocery bags.

“I’m Nurse Ellen, and this is perfect! I’ve been running low on wipes, and every diapered student needs to supply their diapers. That way, they can have the size and the type that suits them best. So let’s see what we have here.”

The nurse pulled out the giant pack of Pampers Sensitive wipes first. “Oh, perfect. Some students have sensitive skin, so these will work exceedingly well!” Then out came the big soft bag of Size 7 Pampers Cruisers. “Wow! Most students who need protection use youth or adult diapers. This is the first time I’ve put baby diapers on a high school student.” Finally, she pulled an outfit in a ziplock from the bottom of the bag. “Perfect. This way, we can deal with any… extreme… accidents without disrupting anyone else’s day. And I can just slip the soiled outfit in the ziplock so you can replace it the next day.”

“Speaking of diapered high school students,” Mommy chirped, “I should check mine.”

Mommy reached down, unsnapped his shortalls and onesie, and squeezed the crotch of his diaper. “You’re soaked, honey!” Then looking up to the nurse, she said, “Mind if I use your room to change my kiddo?” The nurse just smiled and waved toward the bed.

Finny felt awkward standing in a soggy diaper with the unsnapped onesie and shortalls flapping around his upper thighs. He was distracted by the feel of the fabric. It was like he was wearing a skirt, and he didn’t know what he felt about that. He just stood there swishing the extra fabric around his legs, absorbed in his thoughts. Suddenly, Mommy swept him off his feet, swung him over onto his back on the bed, and shoved his shortall and onesie up, uncovering his soggy Huggies.

Mommy stepped back and looked down at Finny with nothing between socks and armpits but a soggy diaper. She couldn’t help but smile as her heart warmed as she saw her baby in front of her. She couldn’t help but slip his pacifier into his mouth. “Here you go, baby. This might help.”

Finny couldn’t help but nurse his binky. It did help. It always helped, somehow. He didn’t even know he was feeling anxious. Still, he noticed that anxiety drained away when he started suckling. Finny just zoned out comfortably as Mommy took off his diaper. Then she cleaned him up with some new wipes and lifted his ankles to slip a fresh Pampers diaper under him. He should hate this. It’s humiliating. But the pacifier was soothing, and the new diapie was soft and comfy.

Once Mommy got a fresh diaper on Finny, she snapped up his onesie and shortalls, picked him up, and set him on her hip. “I need one more cuddle before you head to class.” Mommy giggled as she snuggled him, squeezing Finny tight and patting his butt, making his diaper rustle comfortingly. Finally, she set him down, took back his pacifier, and gave him a final pat on his rustling butt to send him on his way. “Be good, take care, and when you need a diaper change, come here to the nurse’s office lickety-split. And you need to stop in the office and find out which study hall you’ll be in since you won’t be taking physical education.”

“Okay, Mommy,” Finny replied.

Finny stopped in the office, where they told him which study hall he was in. Before he knew it, he was in his first-hour class.

Right after Finny left the nurse’s office, Ellen stopped Mommy as she was about to leave. “I wanted to thank you again for the wipes. I wasn’t exaggerating when I said how much this helps. And I promise that Finny will be in good hands with me.”

“I could tell the moment I saw you that you’ll care for Finny as if he was your son,” Mommy responded.

“I must say, though, with the baby diapers and the shortalls, Finny looks so young! And with his pacifier, he wouldn’t look out of place at the daycare I work at during the summer.”

Mommy just nodded.

“One thing I need to know, is Finny good about coming to you when he needs to be changed?”

“Welllllll…” Mommy started

“Say no more. Finny isn’t the only student with this problem. It is rare for an incontinent student to be mature enough to ask for help in this, no matter how badly they need it. The last thing we want here is any leaks. I’ll make sure the appropriate teachers keep an eye out. It was nice to meet you, and I’m happy to be able to help you and your darling son.”

Ellen clasped Mommy’s right hand in both of hers and squeezed gently. Mommy just pulled Ellen in and gave her a warm hug. “I’m so glad you support my son,” Mommy gratefully expressed, “I know Finny will be as safe here as at home. This is an immense load off my mind.”

“I’m just happy to help.”

As Mommy left, Nurse Ellen returned to her desk and started typing, composing emails to several of Finny’s teachers. She asked for their assistance with reminding Finny to stop by the Nurse’s office after their class.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Sep 22, 2021 at 5:01 AM
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pierrylouys said:

Awwww that a great chapter ! Loved the bonding between Sarah and Finny and how Finny feels more com with his new situation! Hope nobody notices his new clothes in his class or maybe his math teacher can help him when he needs a pit stop

ps really really happy to see a new chapter ludo and I am happy that you are feeling better

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Thanks. I felt it was a good way to have some character develop even though that development may have been rather abrupt.

LittleJJ said:

Really great chapter Ludo!! Loved the brother/sister bonding too!! Let's hope Finn has a great day and students don't tease him. We all know how that can be.

Can't wait till next part

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We'll see how long it will take before someone discovers how far Finny has regressed.

TheEternalPhoenix said:

Wow, this is really turning out well, good going Ludo!
Let's hope Finny remembers his paci is in before class... Maybe a teacher will save him.
Or he could spark a highschool kidcore trend

Looking forward to the next chapter, good luck.

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His mother took his paci back before he left the nurse's office.

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Timestamp: Sep 24, 2021 at 8:24 PM
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pierrylouys said:

I was thinking , finny have a best friend in school? How he gonna react seeing finny new way of life ! And his math teacher is gonna resist in not babying him after class since she has mothers feelings toward him

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Finny definitely doesn't have any friends at his new school. Since he skipped a year, everybody his age is still in middle school, and he didn't exactly have a lot of friends there since he is so tiny and most of the kids picked on him. Also, the really young kids (like the Brown twins) he would hang out with in grade school hadn't made it to middle school before Finny got to high school. He's a pretty independent kid, though, so he doesn't let it get him down even though he doesn't interact with classmates much.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Sep 27, 2021 at 11:01 PM
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dwayne said:

please update soon

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I have the next chapter outlined and about 1/3 page written so it shouldn't be too long.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Oct 26, 2021 at 5:45 AM
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BrownOwl said:

just popped by to say good work as usual. And i keep imaging Finny in a sundress. Any chance of that becoming a reality

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I do not think your chances are very good since there hasn't been any gender role stuff in the story so far. I'll consider it, though.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Oct 27, 2021 at 4:30 AM
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BrownOwl said:

You have a point, but remember gender bending is never out of place

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Just not sure how I'd introduce it in a way that seems natural. I'll see if I can think of a way that isn't too much of a stretch.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Nov 17, 2021 at 2:06 PM
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pierrylouys said:

Really miss this story

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Thanks, I've been a little stuck but I'll push through it soon.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Jan 24, 2022 at 6:19 AM
Content: I've continued to work on this story, but I'm finding it a challenge to continue describing ninth grade language arts. I'm considering putting it aside for a bit and switching to another story for a time.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Mar 25, 2022 at 7:22 AM
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BrownOwl said:

I hate to tell authors what to do but I have some advice... The way you've structured this, it's very clear that being in high school is not serving Finny's mental health at all in fact it's doing more harm then good. Finny has to hit rock bottom mentally before he can rise and become empowered. Don't focus so much on writing the classroom scenes focus on the mental battle within Finn. He clearly likes the regression on some level. He might see it as an escape from the loneliness, stress and fear that his extraordinary talent has forced on him. At the same time he's 12-13ish skipped a grade or two and is reading The Color of Magic by himself. So what he's going through has got to be incredibly humiliating, and on top of what's already going on in school something has got to give.
That is the next plot turn in the story everything else is just window dressing that you shouldn't focus on too much. Hell you can get him out of school with just one major diaper blow out if you want.
The real struggle is between Finny's Hopes and Finn's pain
So I guess what I'm trying to say is let the character and his struggle drive the story.
Just my 2 cents, your driving the bus

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Very interesting. Yeah, I may be "missing the forest for the trees"...

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: May 15, 2022 at 9:28 AM
Content: Hello everybody. I've just gone through and updated all the chapters with revisions. I've been going through Chapter 16 a lot and I really got into the weeds with Finny's next school day. There are aspects of it I like, but I don't think it's advancing an overall story arc so I may have to re-jigger things a bit. Of course, it would help to have a better idea of what the overall story arc is rather than just random event ideas. It's pretty common for diaper stories to just be a collection of diaper/regression scenes but I'd really like this one to be more than that.

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Author: LudoErgoSum
Timestamp: Dec 9, 2022 at 8:18 AM
Content: My mental health struggles ended my career so I’m back working retail for less than 1/3 of my former income. I’m spending too much time and effort surviving to be able to do anything creative which is an even bigger blow, emotionally. The chances of me continuing here are very remote. I haven’t done any writing for enjoyment in ages and have little hope that I will be able to do so again. I’m glad I was able to provide some enjoyment for those who could look past my poor writing. I hope you all do well and find success and happiness, whatever that means to you.

Ludo