The Visitor, Part 1
This is an imaginational story about a little boy named Lloyd Butler. Lloyd is 9 years old and the only child. His dad and mom have needed to work out their problems so they sent Lloyd to live with Mrs. Butler's sister until things can be settled at home.
It is Late June 1999. Lloyd had never meant his cousins before so his coming to the farm was a little scary for him.
He was even more upset when he was told his cousins were two girls. He almost backed out until his Dad explained that he would have no choice, he was going and that ended the discussion.
The farmhouse was small and had only two bedrooms. The Martin's were planning to build a new house, which would be larger, but for now this is all they had.
At first Mrs. Martin did not want to be responsible for the boy but after working out details with her husband she gave in and made room for him.
Because the house only had two bedrooms it meant Lloyd would have to share the same bedroom with the girls.
Clara was 10 years old. Martha was 12 years old. Both girls were not happy about the sleeping arrangements. To make matters worse there would be only two beds in the room. One was a single the other was a double. Mrs. Martin, Lloyd's Aunt, announced that Lloyd would be sharing the same bed with Clara, the younger of the two girls.
"But there was a single bed over there in the corner, couldn't I sleep there?" Lloyd asked.
Mrs. Martin explained, "That bed belongs to Martha, you will sleep with Clara. Maybe later we can have a single bed for you. We just have to do with what we have."
Lloyd was not a bit happy about sleeping with a girl. He had hoped his cousin was a boy so he could have some companionship. But he knew it was best not to complain.
Mr. Martin, Lloyd's Uncle was a kind gentle man and had always hoped he would have a boy. He wanted a boy to help him around the farm but they were blessed with two girls instead.
John and Betty Martin both were kind and gentle people and good parents to the girls. But John was a little different and had his own ideas about things. He could tell Lloyd was uncomfortable around the girls. But he could tell that the girls seemed happy to have a boy to look after. John was a farm boy all his life and had an open mind about sexual activity between his animals. He understood Lloyd's shyness towards the girls and convinced Betty that letting the children be put together would do them all much good.
"Lloyd will get over his embarrassment and shyness soon enough. By the time he is ready to back home he will be better adjusted to the other sex. It will do the kids good, you'll see." He told Betty.
"Poor boy, he must feel strange right now." Betty had taken a liking to the boy.
The girls were very helpful in helping Lloyd get unpacked. Clara picked up one of his underpants. "What's these for?" She giggled.
"That's his underwear, silly!" Martha explained.
Lloyd grabbed them out of her hand and stuffed them into one of the drawers given him to use. His face showed how embarrassed he was.
The girls did about everything they could think of to make the boy feel more at ease. But he was just too self-conscious to let down his guard.
After getting his things settled in the room Lloyd found the swing set out back and was soon lost in play. The girls showed him around the yard. Introduced him to their pet dog. It wasn't long before the boy and dog bonded into playful friends.
By nightfall Lloyd had begun to relax. He found the girls were not as sissy as he thought they were. He even found he was enjoying getting to know his cousins.
Then after eating a late Dinner the kids laid on the floor watching TV. Lloyd had almost forgotten where he was going to sleep until Betty called out that it was time to get ready for bed.
Without a thought of modesty the girls began to undress. Lloyd was not quite ready for what was happening. When he saw the girls stripping down to their panties he turned several shades of red and just sat up drawing his legs under him. Seeing the girls in only their panties caused some strange feelings within himself.
Neither John nor Betty seemed to sense Lloyd's anxiety at first. The girls had left the room. Lloyd kept looking at their pile of clothing before him. He said nothing but was just beginning to realize what he saw.
"Aren't you going to get ready for bed, Lloyd?" Betty asked.
John continued to read his newspaper without looking up. Lloyd looked around as if trying to find a way to escape.
"Come on, sweetheart, I will help you." She reached out to him.
"What will I do?" Lloyd seemed to be asking himself.
Betty got up and headed for the bedroom, "I will get your PJ's you go to the bathroom and wash…. Be sure to brush your teeth too."
Lloyd realized he must get stripped down to go to bed but he just sat there unable to move.
Betty came back out with his PJ bottoms. It was quite clear that she intended to get him into the PJ's. Lloyd slowly removed his shirt then removed his shoes and socks.
When he stood up to drop his pants Betty came in from behind and unfastened his belt. Before he could react she had his pants open and let them slide to the floor. Just as he stepped out of his pants Clara came back into the living room. She only had on her panties but was brushing her teeth. She stood still looking directly at Lloyd's white underpants. A smile on her face she kept on staring. Before Lloyd could react Betty had pulled his underpants down and off. She held his PJ bottoms for him to step into.
Lloyd was very aware that Clara was looking at his naked body. Her smile changed into an open mouth, her eyes enlarged. Just as the PJ bottoms were being pulled up into place Clara turned and ran back into the bathroom.
"He's naked, I saw his... thing!" Clara announced to her sister.
Martha acted like the big sister. She just continued brushing her teeth. Then she bent over the sink and with the water running she spit. She turned to her little sister.
"Really, was he cute?" She giggled.
All Clara could do was giggle and shake her head up and down.
"Good... !" Martha put her toothbrush away.
Betty brought Lloyd into the bathroom showing him where his toothbrush was. He stood up to the sink to brush his teeth but his eyes were looking at the girls. He watched as the girls left for the bedroom.
This whole experience has left Lloyd rather weak-kneed. He wasn't sure he could handle this on his own.
Betty came in to check on him. Finding him done she took him to the girls room.
Martha was lying on top of her bed reading a book. Clara was under the covers with the blanket pulled up on her head.
Betty pulled Lloyd's side down so he could crawl in beside Clara.
Betty asked Martha to finish her book and turn out the light. Martha pleaded for a few more minutes. Betty left closing the door behind her.
Martha was in no hurry to hide herself from the watchful eyes of Lloyd. She knew about how boys like to look at girls. She has experienced boys looking at her at school when she sat with her legs spread apart. She understood what boys were thinking about and it made her feel funny inside. She smiled at Lloyd without saying a word. She moved one leg up while stretching the other out being sure her panties reviled the curves of her bare body. With a smile she turned out the light and crawled under the covers.
For a long time Lloyd laid still on his back. He was trying not to shake the bed. He was wondering if Clara was asleep. She wasn't.
Lloyd had felt like this a lot lately. It was a feeling he came to enjoy at bedtime. His hand reached under his PJ bottoms feeling himself. At home he almost always slept only in his underpants but now he felt more comfortable in PJ's. His hand began to feel over his enlarging lump giving him pleasure that was welcome in the dark room.
For a while he almost forgot Clara was near him his self-petting became more pronounced. Clara knew Lloyd was moving around; she wanted to know why. She rolled onto her back letting her leg butt up against the boy's.
Lloyd stopped immediately. His body became like a flame of excitement. He did not move. Clara moved her leg against his. She was feeling very similar. She gritted her teeth to keep from making a noise.
Lloyd was getting uncomfortable. He was hardly breathing and found it difficult to continue pleasuring. He was really shaken up.
Meantime, Clara had fallen asleep. She rolled over with a hand over Lloyd's stomach, which only added to his desire for relief.
Sometime into the night Lloyd finally fell into deep sleep.
When Betty came in to wake the kids she noticed that Lloyd had wet the bed sometime in the night.
Of course the boy was very embarrassed. He hasn't been wetting the bed since he was 6 years old. Clara was a little upset too. She thought he did it on purpose. She too was soaked but it was not from her. Betty explained to Clara that it was not her fault and that she would take care of the problem.
Martha kept quiet but had a hard time keeping back a smile.
That afternoon Betty took Lloyd into town for some supplies.
"I - I am sorry for wetting the bed." Lloyd was able to tell her while driving into town.
"I know, sweetheart. I know what to do for you. It's not your fault you are just a little nervous about staying with us that's all but we will help you." Betty reassured him.
After that Lloyd felt better. That is until he saw her pick a couple of packages from the shelf. He knew what she bought. Diapers, big boy diapers, it had to be for him.
When they got to the check out the man picked up one of the packages then looked down at Lloyd. He had a big smile as he put the two packages into a sack.
On the way home Lloyd could hold his question back any longer. He asked, "Those diapers you bought, they for me?"
"Yes. I think it best, that way should you pee the bed you won't get Clara wet, wouldn't that be nice?" She said it in such a way that Lloyd knew he had no choice and he had to agree it would be a way to keep the bed dry.
"Oh!" Then he began to think about what the girls would think of him. "I don't know how to put them on, do they just pull up like some TV advertisements say?"
"No, Dear. They will go on like a babies diaper." She answered.
"Baby…. But I am not a baby I am...!" He complained.
"OH I know that, these are for big boys like you but they go on like a baby diaper. You won't have to do it; we will see you get them on ok. So don't worry about it." She explained.
"We?" Lloyd was no dummy he understood her all right.
"Why yes, Dear. I already talked with Martha and she said she would help you when I can't." Betty reached over and patted his leg as if to calm him.
"But, she will... Well, she will see me!" Lloyd's eyes widened.
"Oh that's Ok, Lloyd… she as seen little boys before. She sits with a little 3-year-old boy down the lane. She's good at fitting diapers."
Lloyd sat quiet for the rest of the trip home as he thought about having Martha messing with his diapers.
When the car pulled into the driveway Lloyd asked, "Do I have to wear diapers all the time or just at night?"
"I think just at night unless you want to wear them during the day." Betty answered.
He just looked at her with a blank stare. "What about Clara?"
"Oh she don't need diapers. Just boys have this problem. Martha don't wear them either. Why you ask?" Betty questioned.
"No, I mean... will she change me too?" Lloyd asked.
"Hummm! That may be a good idea. She could use the experience. OK! We will let her help out too!" Betty opened the car door and stepped out. "Bring the diapers in will you? I will get the groceries."
"OH BOY!" Lloyd cried out.
"What's that, Dear?" Betty called back.
"Nothing… Nothing at all." Lloyd half heartily carried the diapers into the house.
The Visitor, Part 2
Mr. Martin and his hired hand mounted horses to ride the three miles up north pasture to mend fences. Mrs. Martin was out weeding her garden. The girls took Lloyd on a sight seeing walk in the nearby wooded area.
Although Lloyd was beginning to be more relaxed around the girls he still was not so sure how he felt about being the only boy.
"We come out here to play a lot." Clara told Lloyd.
"Where we going?" The boy asked.
"We're going to show you our secret play house…. I mean our Fort!" Martha used boy's terms to describe the tree house her dad had made for the girls.
"You have a Fort out here?" Lloyd's interest shown on his face.
"Yeah, and nobody but us know about it." Clara told while she skipped along beside her sister.
"My friend, Billy, has a hid-out where we go and it's really cool." Lloyd told.
"Look!" Martha pointed.
"I don't see anything." Lloyd could only see trees and undergrowth. There was a leaf-covered pathway.
"There!" Again Martha pointed.
"Over by that tree." Clara pointed.
"OH Yeah. A Tree house!" Lloyd started running towards it.
Standing under the tree Martha reached out for a heavy rope with several knots tied in it. "This is the only way up… Can you climb a rope, Lloyd?" She asked.
"Of course, I'm a boy, aren't I?" Taking the rope from Martha he pulled himself up and disappeared through the hole leading into the 'Fort' but Lloyd was not ready for what he found inside.
He stood on the floor looking around at the very girly interior. Martha soon joined him followed by Clara.
"You like?" Martha asked.
"Ugh, I guess. Why you painted it pink, and curtains, looks like a girls…….!" Lloyd said it before thinking.
"A girls play house? Because we are girls and it is our play house!" Martha confirmed.
"Yeah right." Lloyd gave in.
For the next few minutes they sat on the bench talking about this and that. Lloyd was glad his friends could not see him right now. But he was surprised to discover he was enjoying his cousins company.
Then Clara asked, "How come you peed the bed last night?"
Lloyd ducked his head feeling very embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I really don't do that, I don't know why."
"I do, I know why?" Martha spoke up with a silly grin.
The other two kids looked at her waiting for her to explain.
"You do… why?" Lloyd asked.
"Cause you're a boy and boy's pee a lot. Do you poop too?" Martha asked.
Half laughing and half angered at her question Lloyd answered, "No.. Do you poop?"
All three laughed making Lloyd feel better. He never knew girls would talk about such things.
It was discussed and determined that both boys and girls do pee and poop but Martha insisted that boys like to mess their pants and that is why Lloyd must wear diapers.
"I really don't know why I peed the bed last night, I haven't done that in a long time." He said.
"I baby sit a little boy that pees and poops all the time, I get to change his diapers." Martha said as if proud.
"I know, your mom told me. You just said you get to diaper him, do you really like to change him? It seems so messy and smelly." Lloyd wrinkled up his nose.
"Sure I do. I play like I am his mommy, I like to hold him too." Martha told.
Clara was sitting and shaking her legs back and forth listening to each word. The idea of changing a boy's diaper set her heart beating faster.
"I wouldn't mind changing a boy's diaper. I watched Martha do it sometimes." Clara grinned.
"Who's going to change you, Lloyd?" Martha gave him a look that sent a shiver down his spine.
"I can do it myself!" He quickly responded not really knowing the first thing about diapering. He hoped that would put an end to these girls expectations.
Clara took on a look of disappointment, but Martha reminded him that it would be her mom and herself that would change him.
"Does that make you nervous, Lloyd, to have a girl change your diapers?" Martha giggled.
It was not so much of what she said but the way she said it that gave Lloyd the willies. He wasn't quite ready to be exposed in front of the girls and he realized if they were to change his diapers that just would happen.
It got rather quiet in the playhouse for a while. Each girl was doing her own thinking while Lloyd wished someone would make at least a little noise.
Martha finally spoke. "Lloyd… I know you must be thinking it may be…. how should I put it?….. What I mean is it might seem weird for you to have a girl change your diapers, but I think after you had it done a few times you might get use to it. Billy, the boy I baby sit, cried the first time I changed him, but after that he just lets me do it anytime."
Clara looked at Lloyd waiting for his reaction. Martha just looked at him and smiled but Lloyd was not so convinced.
"I know you're my cousins and all, but you are still girls. I don't think many boys would like it to have a girl… you know, undress them. I mean, you being my cousins and all it might be ok but I just don't feel right about having even you guys doing it for me." Finally Lloyd got courage to say what was bothering him about it.
Again the room quieted down a while as the kids sat thinking.
"I have an idea…!" Martha took a deep breath then…..
"There is nobody here but sis and I and nobody will need to ever know anyway… I was just thinking that if you would let us…. Ugh! We could, maybe…. You know… do something that would help you get over being afraid. Wanta try it?" Martha stuttered.
"I am not afraid, it's only, well, having a girl messing with me, I mean, undressing me, you know, putting diapers on me," Lloyd responded. And if he could he felt like just leaving the tree house.
Clara wasn't sure what Martha was thinking, but was wondering if Lloyd would go along with it. She sat on the edge of the bench after Martha brought up the question.
Lloyd had no idea what she was talking about either. But he was willing to listen to anything that would ease his uneasiness. Well, nearly anything.
"Do what?" he held his breath.
"Let's play like we are changing your diaper! " Martha almost whispered.
Clara responded, "Yeah! Do it, Lloyd."
"Would I have to take all my clothes off?" Lloyd was not only shy about this but his face showed embarrassment. He felt his heart beating harder.
"No one can see us here and no one can hear us… But after you do it you'll no longer be shy anymore!" Martha started pulling at his T- shirt.
"But… But… you'll see me." Lloyd was not only embarrassed he was confused.
Clara started to say something, but Martha quickly held her hand over her sister's mouth.
Martha explained, "If you will let us play like we're changing your diaper then you won't be embarrassed when we have to change you tonight."
"Tonight… maybe your mom could do it." Lloyd knew sooner or later he would be put into diapers again but he wasn't thinking it would be so soon.
"Momma is a girl." Clara spoke up.
"Oh yeah, I knew that." The boy sat back on the bench.
Lloyd had to make a decision and soon because Martha was getting things ready for the play like diaper change.
"Wait a minute…" He pulled his T-shirt back into place. "What makes you think if I undress in front of you I won't be embarrassed tonight?"
"Because we would have already seen you and it would not be something new for you. Sort of like easing in to it so to speak."
But Martha added that this would be only like playing house and would not really be changing his diaper.
"You mean you only want to 'play like' your changing me?" Lloyd seemed to relax a bit. He then told them if they are only going to make a game of it he might let them.
Lloyd stood up. At that very moment he felt the urge to pee.
"I… Well, I gotta go pee right now!" He started to head out of the tree house. But Martha and Clara blocked his way.
"You don't understand, I really-- really have to go pee!" Lloyd was now holding tight between his legs and standing on one foot then the other.
"Clara, get the pot." Martha directed.
Clara opened a cupboard and came back with a large old fashion Bed Pot and sat it on the floor in front of Lloyd.
It was almost too late. The front of Lloyd's pants began to saturate wetness.
"Oh! Oh!" Clara held her hand to her mouth.
Lloyd felt the relief followed by warmth between his legs, he knew it was too late.
"I just couldn't wait." Lloyd had no choice he soaked his pants.
"Of course you couldn't… and you did try, I could see that." Martha comforted the boy. "Lets get you out of those wet pants. They will dry if we hang them up."
Without waiting for the boy to react, Martha unfastened his pants. With the zipper pulled she carefully pulled them off tossing them onto the floor. The rush of cool air reveled just how much he peed. Not only was his pants wet but his underpants and bottom of his T-shirt.
Clara's got a rag and began moping the small puddle under Lloyd.
Martha helped pull his underpants down and off while he lifted his T- shirt.
Lloyd could now do nothing but stand fully exposed as the girls Began wiping away the fresh pee from his body. As uncomfortable as this made Lloyd he really knew he had no choice.
Martha sent Clara to look for something to either make a diaper out of or to wear.
Clara opened the storage box under the bench and pulled out some rags and clothing.
Clara started to giggle. "How about these?"
"Those are girls clothes." Lloyd complained.
"Don't have any boy's clothes." Clara giggled.
"Might as well bring those panties over we can make a diaper out of them." Martha was almost laughing.
"What's so funny?" Lloyd asked being rather mad about the whole thing. He went over to the bench and sat down holding his hands so to hide his nakedness.
Clara handed him a pair of girls white cotton underpants that reminded him of a little boy's training pants. He sighed a bit of relief because he was thinking she was going to give him those pink or green silk ones instead.
The cotton pants were a bit tight but he put it on. At least he was covered up.
Martha took his wet clothing and hung them over the side of the tree house where the hot sun would soon dry them.
Clara did not say much but sat beside Lloyd. Quietly she kept looking at him.
"What you looking at?" Lloyd still sore about what happened and very much embarrassed. At the moment he was not too friendly, either.
Martha came back and sat on the other side of him.
"Now, that was not so bad was it?' Martha giggled.
"Hey, I didn't know we had those old training panties… Get more of them I think we an make a real diaper out of them." Martha had an idea.
Clara rummaged through the box again and came up with about six pair. Some were a bit ragged but could be used.
"Lay down on the bench, Lloyd." Commanded Martha while she fitted another pair into his feet. Pulling them up she slipped it over the one already on. This she continued until all of them were on the boy. She kept one that was not torn for last.
"What that feel like?" Martha asked Lloyd.
"Awfully thick and tight." The boy looked down at himself.
"Can you walk?" Martha asked.
Lloyd was able to walk and bend over but not too well. He said the diaper felt much like a diaper but tighter.
They sat around talking about this and that, asking questions about their families etc. In a short time Lloyd forgot about his condition and became very relaxed. By the time his pants were dry he just did not care if they were looking at him or not.
If Lloyd's friends back home could see him now, they would never believe what as going on.
Martha knew it would be easy for her to change his diapers from now on.
The Visitor, Part 3
Bath and Diapers
When the kids left the tree house Lloyd was wearing his dry pants, which seemed a little bulgy from the train under-pant diapers. He didn't seem to mind it after the girls let his T-shirt hang over the outside of his pants hiding some of the puffiness of the 'diapers'.
What happened in the playhouse this morning left Lloyd with mixed feelings of guilt and pleasure. Late afternoon Lloyd had to pee again. Martha had told him to just pee in the new diapers, which he did. He enjoyed the feeling of the warm pee but by lunchtime he was a little bit uncomfortable.
Martha reminded him he would have to keep them on until they gave him a diaper tonight.
After having a quick lunch Mr. Martin, John, took Lloyd with him to the barn. Although they had a modern milking machine John taught Lloyd how to manually milk a cow. The boy quickly caught on and was soon making good progress filling the pail.
John kept an eye on the boy and when he saw how well he could follow instructions he felt he could count on the boy for other work around the farm.
John called out, "Nice job! You got nice hands for milking."
"It's like jerking off!" Lloyd quietly answered. His high pitch voice could barely be heard over the hum of the milking machines.
"What's that?" Uncle John called out.
"I said, it is like falling off a log, it's fun." Lloyd yelled out.
"When we're done we will need to get the milk in the cooler then tomorrow you can come with me when we deliver in town." Uncle John said.
By the time Lloyd was sitting down for the night dinner he was tired and was looking forward to bedtime. His makeshift diaper began to feel like a change after a couple more wet jobs.
Lloyd by now was feeling like he belonged which was very relaxing for a boy that had been uprooted from his home and placed in a strange and unknown situation. He knew he was loved and wanted. He knew no one would make fun of him for wetting his bed or pants.
After late dinner both Lloyd and the girls were again watching their favorite TV show. When it was over Mrs. Martin told the kids it was bedtime. Lloyd was hoping they could get ready for bed, he was tired and looking forward to his clean dry diaper.
Aunt Betty told Lloyd he smelled like a cow and would need to take a bath before going to bed.
Once again Lloyd felt an embarrassing moment. But because of the Play House experience he would not be so shy about being stripped down for a bath.
Aunt Betty had the boy stand before her while she began to undress him. She kept saying things like, "These clothes sure need a good washing" and " When was the last time you took a bath?"
Clara started to say something but her big sister interrupted her.
"I can take his clothes and wash them, Momma." Martha said.
Lloyd knew Clara was about to say what momma smelled was pee and not so much the cow. But Martha kept her from talking.
"Yes, Martha, thank you.. You are such a help." Aunt Betty said.
When Aunt Betty saw the multi-train pants on the boy she was puzzled. "Martha, what… how did he get these."
"Well, he had an accident today so we gave those to him to put on." Martha explained.
"That was nice of you but why so many?" Aunt Betty asked.
"So he wouldn't wet his pants again?" Clara spoke up.
"Well, that was an idea." was all Aunt Betty said about that.
Aunt Betty took off the pile of underwear and realized they too were soaking wet she had Martha wash them too.
Lloyd was left standing completely naked in the living room. He was surprised that he never felt embarrassed as he was before. He believed that because no one was making an issue over his nakedness he wouldn't either.
Being a city boy he was not accustomed to living in a small farmhouse where family modesty was more a luxury then a necessity. Being the only boy didn't seem to matter when it came to talking a bath or dressing. But it still gave him a funny feeling to be stripped in the presents of others.
Lloyd was relaxed in the warm water; he lathered up a washrag with soap. Just as he was thinking he was going to have a private bath the door opened and in walked the two girls wearing nothing but their panties and carrying their tooth brushes. Lloyd made some comment about privacy but it fell upon deaf ears. Aunt Betty told him that living on a farm meant we have to share our time and space.
When it came time for Lloyd to get out of the tub to be dried Martha handed him a towel. She stood by while he wiped himself dry.
Where no body could hear but Lloyd Martha said, "Your sooooo cute!" It was the way she drew out the 'so' that produced that special feeling Lloyd liked so well.
"You shouldn't say those things, someone might hear you!" Lloyd said in his soft voice but with a smile of approval.
"I wanted you to hear, I really mean it, Cousin." She laid the whole sentence on 'Cousin'.
Dropping the towel and looking around Lloyd did not try to hid himself. "Where's my PJ's? He asked.
"You have to come into the bedroom so I can put your diaper on, you won't need those old PJ's anymore." She told him.
"Good, they kept pulling up on me anyway. Do you and Clara always sleep in your panties?" He asked.
"As long as you're here we have to." Martha answered.
"It's ok, you have to wear diapers and we have to wear panties." Clara added.
Ducking his head as if he was about to say something he shouldn't, Lloyd whispered "I don't care if you sleep naked, I always did at home." Then he added, "But Daddy does too."
"So does our Daddy." She answered.
"How do you know, you saw him?" Lloyd asked.
"Sometimes." She answered without giving any more information.
"Wow!" Exclaimed Lloyd.
"If you slept naked we'd all get wet." Giggled Clara.
The kids came out of the bathroom giggling and laughing as they headed for the bedroom.
With Lloyd laying on the bed Clara pulled a diaper out of the package and handed it to Martha.
"Martha?" Lloyd wiped the corner of his lips with his tongue. "Do you really like me!"
Martha opened her eyes wider. The small black dot became larger as her eyes began to dilate.
"Of Course! You're my cousin, sure I 'like' you. Your soooo cute." She leaned over and gave him a peck on the cheek.
Lloyd closed his eyes when she started to draw out the 'so'.
Lloyd whispered, "I liked what we did in the Tree house."
Martha whispered back, "Me too!"
The two cousins stood staring at each other for only a moment before Martha caught her breath.
"Guess we better get your diaper on." She sighed.
"Make it really thick if you want!" Lloyd grinned.
"Ok, I'll put two of them on. You like that?" Martha finished fastening the one.
"OK!" The boy chuckled.
"How come your mom and dad don't get upset?" Lloyd asked while he laid on the bed ready for the second diaper.
"You mean cause you have to wear diapers? Why should they, what happens just happens? Lots of boys have to wear diapers. It don't make sense to be upset does it?" Martha giggled. She pulled another diaper from the package.
"Who's upset?" Clara asked as she stuck her head out of the covers.
"Nobody, Clara, Lloyd just ran through the living room and Mom and Dad saw him naked." Martha explained.
"Oh is that all!" Clara crawled over to watch as Martha pulled the diaper tightly around Lloyd's waist.
After the diaper was fastened the three kids laughed, giggled, and talked. They even had a pillow fight until Aunt Betty came in making them crawl under the covers and turning off the lights.
With the lights out Clara moved in close to Lloyd who did not seem to mind at all. Feeling the warmth of Clara next to him made Lloyd's head feel dizzy as he rubbed his diaper for comfort. He noticed that Martha seemed restless for a while but after she stopped shifting around and making sighs she finally fell to sleep.
The Visitor, Part 4
When Lloyd woke up the next morning he was aware that Clara was fast asleep beside him. She had an arm wrapped over his chest, her leg over his leg. Her head was only inches from his.
Lloyd carefully lifted her arm from his chest as he moved over onto his side. Being as slow and careful as he could he pulled his leg out from under hers. He finally made his way to the edge of the bed where he sat for a moment until coming fully awake. He felt he needed to get to the bathroom but realized his diaper was already soaking wet. Standing up in the half dark room he took a few steps towards the door but was not able to hold back any longer. He bent his knees and squatted down while warm pee made another attempt to flood his already heavy diaper.
"OH NO!" He blurted out.
Martha had been awake and was watching him as he moved towards the door. When she saw him squatting down she wondered what was happening. Then when Lloyd called out she knew he must have had an accident.
Martha got out of bed and came to the boy who by this time was holding onto his diaper in both hands because the weight of wetness had weighed down so heavy that he thought he was about to loose them.
Lloyd had let go of his diaper just as she took a hold of them. Carefully she unfastened the top diaper so it could be taken off. The top diaper was not wet at all, the under diaper had held it all. Martha set it aside.
After removing the top diaper and not to disturb Clara, Martha laid the boy on her own bed. Then put the other disposal diaper back on him. She lifted his butt, slid the diaper under and then finished fastening it around his waist.
All this time Lloyd was very quiet allowing Martha to do her diapering job. She kissed him after the diaper was replaced and told him not to worry about it, that it was all right.
The diaper felt as if he had nothing on compared to the double one. But Lloyd felt better and because it was almost time to get up anyway he slipped out of the bedroom and went out on the front porch. He sat in the bench swing, rocking himself back and forth. The air was cool but comfortable. In a moment Martha joined him. She had put on a robe to cover her panties.
The two slowly rocked back and forth as they talked about many things kids talk about.
Martha moved closer to him and put an arm around his neck. With the other hand she let it rest on his arm.
Because she was looking at him with a weird smile it began to bother Lloyd. But when she moved her hand over to his diaper Lloyd began to feel even stranger.
"What you doing?" The boy asked.
"It's Ok! You have diapers on." Martha never stopped her petting as she moved her hand higher and ran a finger over the top of his diaper.
"Ohhhh!" Lloyd tried to slide over a bit but was already near the swings arms. Martha's hand was cold causing Lloyd to shiver.
"Don't you want to touch me too?" She asked just as she ran her finger into and out of his belly button.
"Yeah, but I got a diaper on and you don't!" He whispered nervously.
"I know but it is Ok, I am your cousin!" Martha kissed the air with her lips.
"OH Oh!" the boy whispered in a loud sort of way when he felt her touch his diaper again. As much as this was confusing Lloyd he never moved away.
"SHHHHHhhhh!" Martha quieted him. "Don't wake up the others."
Lloyd began to remember a time when a couple of his friends were in their tree house. The boys began touching each other in play. Lloyd thought this kind of play was fun but he never had a girl ever touch him like that. Martha had a strange look on her face that only added to Lloyds anxiety.
If Lloyd had another minute to catch his breath he might have gone along with her idea…. but suddenly the front door opened.
Both kids jumped apart and Martha started the swing to move as if they were just swinging.
Standing before them was Uncle John on his way to milk the cows.
"What you kids doing out here this early?" Uncle John asked surprised to see them sitting out this early in the cool morning.
"Well…." Lloyd started to say something but Martha interrupted.
"Hi Daddy, We just couldn't sleep any longer and did not want to bother Clara so we came out here to talk."
Wither or not Uncle John bought the story or not is not known but he told them they should go back into the house because it was too cold to be out side with out their clothes on.
Lloyd was not feeling cold but knew what his Uncle meant. He jumped to his feet and Martha went with him.
In the house they saw Aunt Betty getting breakfast ready so they went right into the kitchen and sat at the table.
Aunt Betty looked puzzled but said nothing about them coming in from outside. She served each with a couple pancakes with hot maple syrup. Soon they were joined by Clara still in her panties and yawning as she just woke up.
"What you kids planning to do today?" Aunt Betty asked.
"Oh nothing." They all shrugged their shoulders while continuing their breakfast.
"Nothing?" Aunt Betty answered, "Well, let me see… I have a few things that need doing around here and Uncle John could use Lloyd to help with the cows. Want me to suggest something to do?"
"NO! We just wanta go play, Momma." Clara sort of stomped her feet.
Uncle John came back into the house to get something before returning to the barn.
"Lloyd why don't you come with me when you're done eating. I can use a hand." Uncle John gave the boy a pat on the back as he headed for the door without waiting for the boy to answer.
"OK, Uncle John wants Lloyd so you girls can give me a hand in the house. You will have plenty of time to play by this afternoon." Aunt Betty said.
"But my clothes are in the wash, Auntie." Lloyd explained.
"I know. Uncle John and I were thinking maybe you won't need those city clothes out here, besides you would clean up easier then doing a days washing. We figure you can get along with a T-Shirt and diapers. You should also wear some high top socks and boots which I will get for you." Aunt Betty said as she cleared the breakfast table.
Lloyd said nothing but looked at the girls as if he mis-heard what his Aunt had just said.
"What about us, Momma?" Clara asked.
"If you girls want to wear a diaper too, that would be ok if not I suggest you wear something besides panties." Mom laughed.
"We don't want no diapers, we're girls and big girls don't have to wear wet smelly diapers." Clara frowned.
"Ok, no diapers for you girls but the next few weeks are going to be very warm outside and if you want play I would suggest you put on something light and fun to wear. So, I am going to town this morning I want you girls to go with me and pick out some summer play outfits." Mom told them.
"OH boy new play clothes!" Clara clapped for joy.
Martha asked if they could buy any kind of clothing they wanted or would it be picked out for them.
"Martha, most of every thing you wear was your idea… I never force you to wear what you don't want to." Mom looked a bit hurt. "Of course you can buy any thing that fits you."
"Ok." Martha smiled. "Don't forget to get Lloyd some cloth diapers and diaper pins."
"Yes and I want you to pick them out, you seem to know more about them then I do. And get a few diaper covers too." Aunt Betty said.
"How many?" asked Martha.
"We still have the washing the cloth diapers but I would think if we had about…. say about 12 pairs we could keep them washed and ready. Maybe get at least 6 plastic diaper covers. And do they have anything that don't make all that noise when the kid walks?"
"Sally's Diaper Service does, they are soft and can be worn over the cloth or disposal diaper. They have a waterproof liner and makes a great diaper cover. They can even be used as a diaper by themselves." Martha told her mom. She knew about them because of the boy she sits with.
"That's right, Sally does sell diapers for older kids too… and she will do the washing and deliver won't she?" Aunt Betty was glad she thought about that.
Lloyd was not out the door yet and overheard the conversation. He was beginning to think wearing diapers in the daytime might be a lot of fun, too. He put on his shoes and socks and ran to the barn.
The Visitor, Part 5
Diaper Boy Lloyd Gets A Bikini Treat
Once in the barn Lloyd found Gorgy (the hired hand) and his son, Walter (age 16), were busy cleaning the barn. Both Gorgy and Walter were wearing what looked like waders over their overalls. Both were covered with what Lloyd thought looked like bits and pieces of cow pies. Lloyd thought they smelled worse then the cows so he kept his distance. He found his Uncle in a small room adjusting the milking machines.
As Lloyd entered his Uncle's milk room he turned to see the Walter staring at him while leaning on his barn broom. He had a funny smile on his face.
The hired hand called out to his son, "Walter, get to work and stop looking at the boy like that."
Lloyd shut the door behind him. Uncle John had seen Walter and knew it may have upset Lloyd. He said, "Don't let Water bother you, son. His dad keeps an eye on him."
"What you want me to do?" Lloyd asked.
Uncle John looked Lloyd over, he was grinning when he saw the boy in a disposal diaper and T-Shirt. He was sure that was why Walter was staring.
Uncle John had always hoped one of his own kids would have been a boy. He was becoming very fond of Lloyd.
"You don't want to get messed up in those pretty diapers so I think I will have you sit here in the office and sort out those gismos. Put them in the box but separate them into types by putting them in the different slots, can you do that for me?" Uncle John asked.
"Sure I can, that's easy." Lloyd said as he sat at the table picking up a handful of gismos.
Uncle John was pleased having the boy with him. He kept an eye on him not only to see if he was doing what he was asked to do but because the sight of a big boy in diapers had an effect on him. Lloyd was busy doing just what he was asked to do. Uncle John was pleased to have the boy with him.
Just before noon Aunt Betty and the girls returned from shopping in town. Lloyd was still in the barn when the pickup drove in. Uncle John told the boy he could go and play the rest of the afternoon now that the girls were back.
Uncle John said, "You better go see if the girls need help packing in all that stuff they bought."
"I wonder what they did buy… The said they were going to get me something too." Lloyd ran out to the pickup truck.
The girls seemed excited about some packages they carried into the house. Aunt Betty handed Lloyd a large sack that was rather heavy for him to carry. When he got into the living room he found the girls holding some bright colored clothing as if measuring to see how they would fit. Lloyd was not sure what they had.
He dumped his sack on the floor by the big easy chair and found some heavy cloth material with a shape like an hourglass. Sown long the edge was a bright red binding. The material was sewn together with different layers giving it a thick appearance.
Lloyd held one up for a better look. "What's this?"
The girls came over giggling, "That's your new cloth diapers and the others are covers to keep you from leaking."
"Don't look like no diapers!" Lloyd rubbed it against his face. "Gee they sure feel soft but they have no fasteners, how you fasten them?"
"Don't need fasteners, silly, those are cloth diapers… you use Baby safety pins. They are in that little sack." Clara announced.
"Cloth. Eh? Gee, so big, I think they are too big for me." Lloyd held one up to himself, they looked more like a blanket then a diaper to him.
"Want me put one on you now?" Martha asked.
"I don't know, Sort of big aren't they?" Lloyd picked up another, which was the same, but the color of the binding was green.
Aunt Betty overheard them talking and interrupted, "You kids get ready to play outside. That goes for you too Lloyd. I want all of you playing outside in the fresh air."
"Can we put on our new play clothes." Martha asked.
"That's the idea, That's why we bought them. I want you kids to get fresh air and sunshine, you all look a little peeked to me." Aunt Betty told her.
"Look what we got, Lloyd" Clara held up what he thought looked like a thin diaper with strings.
"What is it? Girls diapers?" Lloyd giggled.
"No it's a Bikini bottom, don't you know?" Clara held up it to for Lloyd to see.
"Not very big is it? What else do you wear with it?" Lloyd thought she was just kidding him.
"We don't wear nothing with it, here I'll show you." Clara then began to pull off her T-shirt. She picked up another piece of the outfit which looked like a long scarf with strings. She put her arms into the loops and wrapped it around her chest and turned around asking Lloyd to tie it in back.
"What these for?" he asked.
"You sure don't know much about girls do you, Lloyd?" Clara giggled.
"Lloyd tied the ends in back. She turned around and with her hands she moved it into place covering her small almost unseen nipples.
"See!" Clara let Lloyd look at her.
"Oh… yeah.. Ok." Lloyd grinned.
Then Clara shocked Lloyd by pulled off her shorts and underpants then stepped out of them without any hesitation.
Lloyd gasped. "Don't you wear panties under your… bikini?" "No silly you don't wear panties with a bikini. Here hold this." She handed him her panties.
Lloyd quickly dropped them next to her shorts. He stood dumbfounded as he watched her fit the bikini between her legs. She twisted herself around while pulling the back up over her little butt. Then she had him tie the two strings on her hips.
Lloyd hoped no one would walk in on them while he was tieing the strings. He found helping his little cousin both fun and somewhat embarrassing. He stood back for a better look.
Clara turned around and opened her arms and let him see what it looked like on her.
"See… It's a red and yellow bikini!" she giggled.
Lloyd's eyes saw more open skin then bikini. When she turned her back towards him it was almost as if she was wearing nothing at all. The material behind had moved into her butt crack with just a little bit fanned out at her waist.
"How you like it?" She asked as she dance in a circle.
"Are you sure that is all you wear?" He asked. He sure didn't mind seeing her like this but what if someone else would come to the farm, what would they think. At least his diaper covered all of his embarrassing parts.
About that time Martha walked out of the bedroom where she had put on her bikini.
When Lloyd turned to look he had to rub his eyes. Like in a dream, Lloyd could not believe what he was seeing. Much like Clara, Martha had on only a small bit of material.
"What you think? Martha turned around and around.
I thought you girls were not going to wear diapers?" he teased.
"Not diapers, Lloyd, these are bikinis. Lots of girls wear them. Haven't you ever seen them before?" Martha said.
"No, only in pictures of some ladies… Boy… my friends will never believe me!" Lloyd said.
Lloyd knew girls can wear different clothes then boys. Girls had always made him feel strange when they wore skimpy clothing. Even his friends would sit together watching the girls play on the playground equipment hoping to see something exciting.
But being this close to his cousin's in bikinis was causing him to feel sort of peculiar all over. He tried to keep himself from looking at their bikinis but he had found that nearly impossible.
Lloyd sat in the big chair while the girls sat on the floor putting on their ankle socks and play shoes. He felt pleasantly uncomfortable and just a little naughty when the girls drew their knees up so to tie their shoes.
When they sat spread eagle Lloyd could see more then their bikini's. Lloyd felt a little warm and was squirming uncomfortably on the chair when Aunt Betty came in the room. When she saw Lloyd she came over to him. "Lloyd are you feeling ill?"
"No I feel ok." Lloyd was surprised at her question as much as he was taken by surprise by her presents.
"You looking a little peeked and you're sweating. I thought you had a fever." Aunt Betty touched his forehead.
Aunt Betty started for the kitchen when she made some comment about the bikinis. The girls laughed.
Martha stood up stretching herself then picking up one of Lloyd's new diapers and a cover then motioned for him to follow her into the bedroom.
Martha had him lay on the bed. She laid the new diaper with some baby powder on a chair near the bed.
Clara came in and sat down on Martha's bed drawing up her knees so she could watch.
Martha took off Lloyd's old disposable diaper then pulled his T-shirt up to his chest. She started to turn to get the new diapers but instead she took a double look at Lloyd.
"My aren't you getting a little bigger then last time?" Martha giggled.
Lloyd brought his hands down covering himself. She just smiled then turned for the diaper.
Lloyd watched as she bent over to pick up the diaper. The string ran up her crack was hardly visible. It was almost too much for Lloyd. He bit at his lip and turned his face but quickly took another look.
Because Lloyd was a normal boy he had no control over his emotions while feelings of provocation gave him confusion.
When Martha came back she found Lloyd had crossed his legs trying to hide the diaper area.
"Come on Lloyd I have to get this diaper on you." She pulled his legs apart. Clara stood up to see what the fuss was about.
Martha slipped the pre-cut diaper under him before sprinkling some baby powder over his parts. Lloyd looked as it he was caught in some naughtiness.
Instead of making an issue of it Martha pulled the diaper into place without smoothing out the powder. Then she carefully pinned the diaper after pulling the sides as tight as she could. The new diaper required two safety pins on each side.
The cut was as if personally made for Lloyd. The top came about 5 inches above his belly button with the sides coming high on his hips. It wrapped his butt tight and smooth while the front molded outward giving him plenty of room.
Martha had him stand up while she stretched the elastic waistband of the slip on cover to fit over the diaper pins.
After Lloyd got to look at himself in the mirror he was very pleased.
Clara looked him over from top to bottom. "You are cute, Lloyd, I like those diapers on you.
Martha said the same thing only she gave him a hug from behind pressing up against him. Lloyd gritted his teeth not that he did not enjoy the hug but trying to gain control over his emotions.
They went back out into the living room where Aunt Betty gave him another package.
She had also bought him knee high socks and cowboy boots that came up almost half as far as the socks. She helped the boy put them on.
When Clara saw him she stood quite with her mouth open in pleasurable grin. "Lloyd, you look like a real cowboy now!"
"Ah yes and a c-u-t-e cowboy!" Martha drawled out the word "cute'. This gave Lloyd goose bumps on his arms for the way she said it.
After Martha said that she gave him a full hand slap on the diaper butt. Lloyd would had liked to do the same for her but didn't know if he should since there was nothing back there but bare skin.
Aunt Betty said, "go, go, go." As she ushered them out the door.
With a shout of freedom the kids headed outside to play.
"Have fun kids… be sure to use the sun lotion often, we don't want any sunburns." Aunt Betty called out.
As the kids ran around the barn heading for the tree house Lloyd caught a glimpse of Walter. He was looking out one of the windows. It looked as if he was wiggling his tongue and making noises. Lloyd could not understand what he was saying.
Down the path Lloyd looked back again and Walter was still doing it and waving. Lloyd was sure it had everything to do with his diaper and the girls' bikinis. Walter's actions also gave Lloyd goose bumps. Walter was a little weird.
Near the tree house was a large patch of grassy play area. A swing hung from one large tree with an old tire tied at the bottom. To another tree was an old slide with a home made ladder attached. The kids took turns using these toys before going into the tree house.
Lloyd soon got over his funny feelings and settled into play as they chased each other around the playground. Laughing and giggles filled the air as the children abandoned themselves in their own little world of make-believe.
Martha kept stopping the play long enough to get sun tan oil on herself and the others. Already both girls sported slightly reddened butts where the skin was so bleached out before.
After the children tired of their playground activities they climbed into the tree house. Pulling the partly broken card table up to the bench Martha got out a game of Chinese Checkers which they soon found themselves lost in time.
The Visitor, Part 6
After playing Chinese Checkers in the tree house the kids were thinking about what to do next. The afternoon was fading away fast and would soon be time to go back to the house.
"I know what we can do! Let's play house and Lloyd can be the baby." Clara clapped her hands.
"Why me?" questioned Lloyd.
"Cause you're the boy with diapers." She jumped for joy.
"And I am the mommy!" Announced Martha.
"Ok, and I am… I am… What am I, Martha?" Clara questioned.
"Well, you can be either the Daddy or his little Sister?" Martha gave her the choice.
"I can't be the Daddy cause I'm a girl" Clara reminded.
"This is only make-believe, Clara, you can be the Daddy if you want!" Martha explained.
Lloyd was just standing nervously knowing very well that he was the baby boy and would soon have his diaper changed. He was already wet and about to pee again. But by now he was feeling very comfortable with his cousins and actually was looking forward to this 'playing house' game.
He was deciding whither he should pee again or wait till the new diaper was put on? He giggled to himself thinking about being changed twice so he decided to hold back so he could save it for the new dry diaper.
Because Clara refused to be the husband of Martha they made her to be Lloyd's little Sister. Besides it was easier for him to pretend Clara was his Sister then his Daddy.
Martha began to take charge and had the room rearranged by folding the card table and putting it away. She announced that the bench would be the baby crib. She set an imaginary room where there was everything to care for a baby.
"Here suck on this." Clara commanded by hading him a pacifier.
Lloyd spit it out but Clara only reinserted it telling him babies need to suck on things.
Lloyd went along with what he called, 'baby torture'.
"Clara!" Martha talked like an older woman, "You and your brother have been giving me a headache all day and I have had it with you two. Now get to bed and not a peep out of either of you." Martha stomped her feet.
Lloyd laid down on one end of the bench while Clara the other end.
Martha walked over to the boy and leaned over kissing him on the check. "What a cutie little boy I have, I just love him to pieces."
Lloyd thought that was going too far and wiped his face with his hand. "What ya do that for?"
"Cause you're so c-u-t-e." She did it again stretching out the word cute.
"I love you Mommy!" he heard himself say as he played the game. Lloyd flushed as his face began to show some embarrassment.
"Really?" She seemed surprised then, "Oh yeah, I know."
They continued to play house until Clara said, "Mommy, I think Lloyd needs his diaper changed."
"How do you know that, my little girl?" Martha playing momma.
"Cause I can smell pee-pee!" Clara sat up from the bench pointing at Lloyd.
"We will just have to fix him up won't we, Dear?" Martha pulled out another pair of the new diapers from the bag she brought along.
By this time Lloyd had been holding his full bladder from emptying the second time. It was beginning to make him uncomfortable. He hoped they would change him quickly so he to let go again.
Lloyd lay -goo-goo-ing like a baby with his pacifier in his mouth. He kicked his legs and wiggled more for having to pee then play-acting.
"Come, Clara and you can help me with his nasty dirty diaper." Martha handed a small make believe rag to wipe him with.
Lloyd lay still when the two girls began to pull off his diaper cover. Clara unsnapped one of the safety pins. Lloyd began feeling excited when Clara lifted the front of his diaper pulling it down to the bench leaving him fully exposed.
The diaper being so thick and very warm caused the boy to sweat some but now that the diaper was open he could feel the cool air on his damp diaper area. Lloyd continued to play the part of being the baby by sucking harder on his pacifier while stretching out his legs. Lloyd was less embarrassed and was finding it a joy being the baby for his cousins.
"Look, Mommy, what's happening to Lloyd's thingy?" Clara started to reach out but Martha pulled her hand back.
"Naughty, naughty little sister. Boys do that sometimes when their diapers are being changed. But you mustn't touch." Martha reached for some baby oil she had in the bag.
"Why can't I touch it?" Clara showed disappointment.
"Cause." Martha answered.
"Cause why?" Clara asked again.
"Just because." Martha frowned at her sister.
"Well, why is it you never answer me when I ask you these things?" Clara was not play-acting now.
Martha poured a few drops of baby oil into the palm of her hand. Bringing her oily hand down between his legs she slowly wiped until the oil had absorbed into his skin. Lloyd held his breath. He had to pee so bad by this time he was afraid he would pee on Martha's hand.
"Hey, you're touching him!" Clara was getting a little hot tempered.
"I have to. I'm the Mommy and I need to put baby oil all over him." Martha continued without stopping.
Meantime, Lloyd was experiencing some hot flashes that gave him mixed feelings about being diapered this way. Just when he was about to pull her hand away she stopped to pick up the new diaper.
When Martha's back was turned Clara quickly reached for the boy. The way she squeezed his thingy Lloyd took a deep breath and groaned. "Ohhhh!"
Just as he was being squeezed about half of his bladder emptied.
Clara wasn't sure what happened but she quickly withdrew her wet hand and let out a little scream.
By the time Martha turned around Clara was standing with her hands behind her back.
Martha noticed the look on Clara's face was like a naughty girl being caught doing something she ought not to.
"What?" Martha asked.
"Nothing! Are you going to put his diaper on now?" Clara smiled like a little angel.
"Sure, wanta help?" Martha had Lloyd lift his butt off the bench so she could take the wet diaper from under him.
Martha noticed the smell of fresh pee and could see new wetness on the old diaper.
Martha hesitated before placing the new diaper into place. She just smiled to herself then pulled the diaper closed and worked the safety pins into place.
Martha decided not to put the diaper's heavy cover on for now. She even suggested he take off his T-shirt because it was getting much warmer and he would be more comfortable.
The real reason was that Martha wanted to see Lloyd in only a cloth diaper. Something about seeing the safety pins and white diaper over a suntanned boy gave her much pleasure. She had Lloyd sit where she could rub his body with more sun tan lotion.
Meantime, Clara had pulled her hand from behind her and was looking at her damp hand. She took a few sniffs then wiped her hands with a piece of rag.
Soon after that they heard Aunt Betty calling from the house that it was time to come get ready to eat again. The sun was beginning to sit. Being a hot day the air was still warm, about 85 degrees in the shade.
Lloyd liked being in diapers because of the heat. And the girls were enjoying their new bikinis for the same reason.
With Lloyd in the middle holding hands with both girls they hopped and skipped all the way back to the farmhouse.
Somewhere between the tree house and the farmhouse Lloyd finished empting his bladder in his diaper. He liked the warm feeling that seemed to slowly flow in his diaper.
The Visitor, Part 7
The night dinner was over and the family was relaxing in the living room.
Lloyd was still in his diaper but had taken off his boots and socks. He was lying on his stomach alongside of Clara and Martha who had only had on their bikini bottoms. They were watching a favorite TV movie.
Uncle John was sitting across the room in his big chair reading the evening news. Aunt Betty was lying on the couch reading her favorite book.
Uncle John could be seen sneaking a peek at the kids now and then while changing the pages of the paper. When he chuckled to himself it was apparent he was enjoying what he saw.
When Uncle John could catch Aunt Betty's eye, he would wink at her. She smiled and nodded her head in understanding. This was a signal indicating their special night.
After the movie was over Aunt Betty announced that this was bath night and ordered all the kids into the bathroom.
"Me too?" asked Lloyd.
"You're a kid aren't you?" Aunt Betty asked.
"Yeah, but I'm a boy." Lloyd swallowed hard. He would not mind taking a bath with the girls but would not admit it to Aunt Betty or Uncle John.
"Then get your butt in the bathroom." Aunt Betty said with a laugh pointing out the way.
"I will be washing tomorrow so be sure all your dirty clothes are in the wash room. And Lloyd, any dirty cloth diapers I want in the pail." Aunt commanded.
Because of the relaxed attitude towards family nudity the girls stood up, untied their bikini bottoms and carried them to the washroom.
Lloyd sat up not sure if he should take off his diaper or not.
Clara went into the bathroom where Aunt Betty filled the tub.
Martha came back to the living room and seeing Lloyd had not yet removed his diaper she asked, "Your suppose to take your diaper into the wash room where your other dirty diapers are?"
"I know!" Lloyd answered.
"Want me to help you?" Martha asked.
Lloyd looked a little disgusted that she would ask if he needed help. He stood up and slipped the diaper down without removing the pins. He handed the diaper to Martha and walked towards the bathroom leaving Martha to take the diaper to the washroom.
When Martha realized the diaper was soaking wet she said, "I just changed you a while ago and your wet again already?" She shook her head giggling.
Clara was already in the tub when Lloyd came in. Aunt Betty was crouched down washing the little girl's face and ears. Lloyd was asked to climb in.
"Good thing we have a large tub." Aunt Betty laughed.
Aunt Betty decided Martha would have to take her bath later but asked her to help bathe the younger kids first.
After Aunt Betty moved out of the way. Martha was kneeling down beside the tub. "I'll get diapers and things laid out on the bed so you will have them after your bath." Aunt Betty left the bathroom.
Lloyd kept watching Martha as she bent over him with the washrag filled with soapsuds. She had him stand up so she could wash all of him before rinsing.
"You like me to bathe you, eh?" Martha asked.
"Yeah, it's ok." Lloyd stood facing her. He didn't seem to mind that both girls were watching.
Martha took more time then needed to soap him all over. She had him turn around then began to wash his butt. Lloyd giggled when she washed inside his thighs.
"That tickles!" Lloyd turned his head.
Clara seemed oblivious to what was going on between her older sister and Lloyd while she was washing herself.
Martha had Lloyd sit down again so she could rinse him off. Using a cup she poured water over his head till he was rinsed of soap. Martha used her hands to brush off the soapy water.
Even though his mother would rinse him in a similar way, Lloyd thought the way Martha was doing more enjoyable.
Lloyd was told to get out of the tub and dry himself. Then Martha turned her attention to Clara.
Lloyd was heading towards the bedroom. As he streaked through the living room he heard a wolf whistle from Uncle John who had dropped his paper in time to see the naked boy.
Lloyd never stopped but ran into the bedroom shutting the door behind him. To his surprise he ran right into Aunt Betty who was just about to leave the room.
She had him climb upon the bed then proceeded to diaper him. By the time he was diapered, powdered and pinned the girls came in. Lloyd was glad he was already diapered, not that he would not have liked the girls to diaper him, but like any normal boy he was reacting to all the attention given him by females.
Aunt Betty seemed to understand Lloyd's situation. "You're not so shy anymore are you, Lloyd?"
"What you mean, Auntie?" As he turned his eyes away from Martha.
"Well, when you first came to us you were so afraid we were going to look at you but now you seem to feel much better about it, don't you?" Aunt Betty took the cloth diaper cover and pulled it up and over his diaper making him have to spread his legs because of the thickness of being double diapered.
Lloyd hardly answered but nodded his head and smiled.
"You're a sweet little boy and we are very lucky to have you with us here." Aunt Betty leaned over and planted a kiss on his belly causing Lloyd to giggle more.
"We like having him here too, Mommy!" Clara just pulled on a pair of white training underpants then jumped into bed beside Lloyd.
Martha was already in her underpants and a halter that barely covered her belly.
"How about you Martha, you enjoy having Lloyd living with us?" Aunt Betty asked.
"Well, sometimes he acts like a boy but, yeah, I sort of like having him here anyway." She giggled and winked at Lloyd.
"I think they are teasing you, Lloyd. Pay no attention to them." Aunt Betty laughed.
"Aunt Betty, I like staying here. How much longer do I get to stay?" He asked.
"Oh, Lloyd, we are not going to send you home anytime soon. Your momma and daddy have a lot to work out yet and had asked us to keep you a little longer. Is that alright?" She sat on the bed beside him and reached out with a hug.
"I… I don't really need to go home for awhile, eh?" Lloyd asked.
"Are you worried about your Momma and Daddy?" She asked.
"Not worried, but I hope they can… " He dropped his head with a tear forming in one eye.
"You love them so much and don't want them to fight anymore don't you?" She pulled him closer while patting him gently.
Lloyd hadn't been feeling home sick since arriving but now he felt a little homesick. Aunt Betty understood his need to let it all out.
Looking up at his Aunt, Lloyd asked, "Do you think Momma will let me wear diapers when I go home?"
The question surprised Aunt Betty. "Did you wet the bed when you were home?"
"No, not for a long time?" Lloyd answered while looking up at is Aunt with a smile.
"You're doing a lot of wetting here, I think diapers are best for you, don't you?" She asked.
"Yes, I have to wear them here but can I still wear them when I go home?" Lloyd asked.
"Do you really like wearing them?" Aunt Betty asked in almost a whisper.
"Sure… Sort of… Anyway if I didn't it would be worst." He answered.
She held him close and patted and rubbed his back for the next few minutes. Then Lloyd asked another question.
"Aunt Betty, how come it feel so good to wear diapers?" He asked.
"Gee, I don't know…. Does it feel good?" Aunt Betty looked at Martha hoping maybe she would know.
"I don't know!" Martha shrugged her shoulders.
Clara spoke up, "Maybe because it is fun."
"Is that why, Lloyd, cause it is fun for you?" Aunt Betty asked.
"Well, maybe, sort of, but…." Lloyd wanted to ask some more questions but was too shy in doing so with the two girls listening.
Aunt Betty pushed a little bit more. "But what, Lloyd?"
Lloyd looked around at the two girls and turned back towards his Aunt. "Nothing I guess.." But Aunt Betty knew there was something he wanted to say.
"Ok kids, time now for bed." She tucked them in giving each a good night kiss. When she leaned over Lloyd she whispered into his ear, "Anytime you want to talk with me I will listen." She gave him a kiss on the cheek then left the room closing the door.
"Wow, for a minute I thought you were going to tell on us!" Martha slipped into her bed.
"Ah, I would never do that." Lloyd promised.
"You better not!" Martha warned.
"I won't!" insisted Lloyd
"Good night Lloyd!" Martha called out.
"Good night!" Clara whispered in Lloyd's ear.
Lloyd gave a little wave of his hand and turned over facing Clara.
Lloyd laid awake longer then the two of them. He was thinking about the day's activities while gently rubbing his diaper as was his habit.
The Visitor, Part 8
Next morning after breakfast Uncle John took Lloyd, Walter and Walter's Dad with him in the pick up truck up the back pasture to help re-bank one of the small creeks that had spilled over into the field.
Both Lloyd and Walter rode in the bed of the pickup. On the way to the work site Walter sat leaning on the tailgate facing Lloyd who was sitting against the cab. Walter never took his eyes off of the boy.
"I like your diaper, Lloyd. Do you have to wear it or do you just like to wear it?" Walter asked as they rode over the bumpy road.
For the last several weeks Lloyd had noticed Walter looking at him. These incidences were disturbing to Lloyd. Now they were just feet away from each other and Lloyd could feel the older boy's eyes as they scanned his diapered body.
"It's Ok… Uncle John and Aunt Betty don't care if I wear them." Lloyd answered.
"I don't care if you wear them either… I'm glad you can wear them. I bet they are soft, too!" Walter smiled.
"These are cloth ones and they are really soft." Lloyd responded.
"I bet the girls like to look at you. too." Walter hung on tight when the truck hit a deep rut.
"They are my cousins." Lloyd said.
"I know. I think they are cute, too. I watched you and them the other day when you went to the tree house. They look really sexy in bikinis." The older boy rolled his eyes, "Man, seeing those little kittens and you in diapers made me get a h……!" Just at that time the truck hit another deep hole and both boys had to hang on tighter.
Lloyd understood what Walter was going to say. He has heard this kind of talk from older boys at school. Two of his closest friends use sexy talk when they are together. Lloyd was not too surprised that Walter might be interested in the girls wearing bikinis. He knew most boys would be interested.
But because of Walter interest in his diaper was the reason why Lloyd questioned his motives.
Walter pointed ahead, "We're almost there, good thing the creek is running lower now. It will be easy to fix the bank after we make a dam above it."
Uncle John stopped the truck when they got close to the creek. Walter was already on the ground before Lloyd could jump out. Walter caught Lloyd just as he sprang from the back of the truck.
"You Ok?" Walter asked while slowly lowering the boy to the ground.
"Sure… Thanks!" Lloyd stood brushing dust off his diaper.
"I'm glad you could come with us today." Walter whispered.
"Yeah, it might be fun." Lloyd answered.
"Yeah, fun… maybe!" Walter smiled. For the older boy it was just another day at work. He has not really had a fun day that he can remember. However, with Lloyd tagging along Walter thought maybe it can turn into a fun day.
Uncle John and the hired hand pulled the tools out of the pickup and motioned for the boys to follow them.
First they would need to re-enforce part of the dam above the spill area in order to slow the water at the broken bank site. The water was not very deep, it only came up to the knees of Lloyd in the deepest part.
Walter stripped to his underpants so he could wade out with Lloyd who was in only his diaper and tennis shoes. They could arrange some smaller rocks while Uncle John and Walter's Dad carried the heaver ones
It did not matter if Lloyd got his diaper wet; it would soon dry out anyway. Walter was keeping an eye on Lloyd while they worked. Lloyd was not as nervous around Walter as he was before, however, he wondered why Walter was so interested in him.
When they dammed the creek enough to hold back the heavy flow of water they took a break to eat some sandwiches Aunt Betty had made for them. The boys had downed a couple of cans of pop with their sandwiches.
"Go easy on the pop, Lloyd. Your diaper will have to last most of the day." Laughed Uncle John.
Uncle John noticed that the boys' backs were starting to turn red from sunburn. He tossed Walter a bottle of lotion, "Put this on Lloyd and yourself. I'll get into real trouble with Aunt Betty if I let you get sunburned."
Walter looked over at his Dad for permission before he opened the sun lotion bottle. His Dad told him to do as he was told.
Walter moved behind Lloyd and while being on his knees he began to rub lotion onto the younger boy's back. Lloyd could tell that Walter seemed uneasy about doing it. Because Walter's Dad kept watching it made Lloyd wonder all the more what was wrong.
Walter had spilled a few drops into the top of the boy's diaper so he used his finger to wipe it out. Walter had put his finger down the back of the diaper as far as he could reach.
"Please don't do that?" Whispered Walter.
"I can't help it, it tickles." Lloyd also whispered.
"My Dad might hear you and think I'm doing something. He won't like it if I touch you." Walter whispered.
Walter applied the lotion to Lloyd's shoulders working down his arms.
Lloyd thought that was sort of strange that Walter had to get permission from his Dad when his Uncle had asked him to do it. And what was Walter so afraid his Dad would think he was doing?
Lloyd again giggled when Walter dipped lotion down his stomach, "That tickles, too!" Lloyd wiggled about.
This time Walter's Dad overheard and gave his son a disgusting look. Walter stopped and sat back away from Lloyd. "You better do the rest yourself. My Dad don't like me doing it."
Taking a few drops into his hand Lloyd began rubbing it on his own stomach, legs and thighs.
Walter put some on himself but asked to Lloyd rub some on his back where couldn't reach.
As the morning wore on Lloyd was more relaxed around Walter. But he noticed that Jack, the Hired Hand, was watching them the whole time.
When Lloyd had the chance to talk with his Uncle John he asked some questions.
"Why does Walter's Daddy keep looking at us like that?" Lloyd asked.
"I don't think he is looking at you but he does keep an eye on Walter. It's ok, don't let it bother you." Uncle John said.
"But we're not doing anything wrong, are we?" Lloyd questioned.
"How would you like to come with me, I am heading down creek so we can start fixing the break in the bank?" Uncle invited.
"Sure, is Walter coming too?" Lloyd inquired.
"He and his Dad will finish up here then they will walk down and meet us soon."
Lloyd thought riding in the pickup bed was fun, but this time he wanted to ride in the cab with his Uncle.
Instead of going directly to the bank below, Uncle John drove back to the fields where he had some sand bags stored. He let Lloyd play with the dog because the sacks would be too heavy for a little boy. Lloyd tried to help but it was his Uncle that carried the load. When the pick-up had enough they headed back to the creek.
Sitting beside Uncle John Lloyd started to talk to his Uncle. "I think Walter is sort of strange…. His Daddy don't talk to me much either. Why is that?" Lloyd turned with one knee on the seat cushion so he could face his Uncle. Lloyd had to hold onto the dash with one hand because of the bumpy road.
"Jack Marshall (the hired hand) is a man of few words so it is no surprise that he don't talk much to anyone unless it is farm business or he just feels he has to say something." Uncle told him.
"But he seems to always be watching Walter like something is wrong or something." Lloyd said.
"Well, there is sort of a reason for that. You see, Walter got into some trouble a year or two back and his Dad keeps an eye on him so he won't get into trouble again. And Walter is not allowed to leave the farm unless his Dad is with him." Uncle John said.
"What did he do?" Lloyd asked of Walter.
Uncle John stopped the truck then turned his attention to the boy.
"Well, that's kind of personal…. Actually I don't think Walter is so dangerous as some folks think… I know he has gone through a lot and it hasn't been easy for him. He needs a friend and little more freedom but his Dad is doing what he thinks may be best and I don't interfere with it. Both of them are good workers and we have had no problems here on the farm." Uncle told him.
Now Lloyd was more confused then before.
"When Walter was putting sun lotion on me his Daddy frowned and was shaking his head. Walter quite and had me finish it myself. When Walter wanted me to put lotion on his back, again his Daddy looked at us sort of mean like." Lloyd reported.
"Don't let that bother you, Lloyd. As I said, his Dad don't want Walter to get into trouble again. He is overly protective I know but I am sure he loves Walter and doesn't mean to be so controlling of the boy." Uncle John told him.
"Uncle John, what did he do? Was it something really bad?"
His Uncle took a few moments to think before he answer, "Lloyd, what I am going to tell you is just between you and me, promise?" Uncle John asked.
"I promise…! Is Walter a bad person, will he hurt me?" Lloyd had all kinds of thoughts running through his head.
"No, Lloyd, he's not a bad boy and I know he would he never hurt you. But he did something that some folks thinks he shouldn't have." Uncle John seemed to be thinking how to explain.
"You say you felt weird when you looks at you sometimes. Well, Walter may be a little weird in some ways but he has not had the freedom to be a little boy like you have had. What I mean is, after he had lost his mother his dad had taken on the job of being both mother and daddy." He explained.
"Is it because he don't have a momma that makes him like that?" Lloyd asked.
"Part of it." His Uncle said.
"What did he do?" Lloyd asked again.
"Well, I don't think Walter is a danger to you or I wouldn't let him be on the farm. Jack has not told me every detail but I was told Walter got a little too familiar with one of their neighbor boys." His Uncle told him.
"What you mean… familiar?" Lloyd asked.
"It means his daddy won't let him be alone with children. You see, he got familiar , ah… intimate. I mean he got too friendly and the boy's mother and daddy did not like what he did." Uncle John answered.
Lloyd brightened up, "You mean he was messing around?"
"Ah, yes… you could put it that way, I suppose that is what he was doing." Uncle John wondered how Lloyd would know of such things but he decided not to get into it.
"I don't think you will have any problem but if he does something that you don't like I want you to tell me about it. Will you do that?" Uncle John asked.
"Ok." Lloyd promised. "But…!"
"Never mind… If anything that makes you feel something is wrong I want you to tell me and no one else, ok?" John asked of him.
"OK!" Lloyd promised again. "But still don't understand. Did he hurt the little boy? Messing around doesn't hurt. It…."
"The subject is closed." Uncle John did not want to say anymore about it. He just started the truck and the drove on towards the creek.
When they arrived at the break in the creek bank they found the dam they built had lowered the water enough so repairs would be easier. Uncle John backed the truck up to the damaged bank so they could unload the sand bags. Walter and Jack were already there with shovels.
"This is going to be a dirty job, so watch where you step. You will be in mud up to your ankles. Looks like that diaper is just about wasted anyway so we won't change it yet. Be careful where you step there are some rocks in the mud."
"The sand bags may be too heavy for you to carry alone So let us place them and you can jump up and down on them to pack them into place. When we get the bags settled you can go play until we are ready to go back home." Uncle told.
For about ten minutes Lloyd had fun jumping on the sand bags as Walter and the men laid them in place.
The farm dog came running towards them. When Lloyd saw the dog he asked if he could go play. Lloyd found the dog liked to chase sticks.
After a while both dog and boy tired out. Lloyd sat in the back of the pickup and watched the others finish the retaining wall. When it was time to go home the men sat in the cab and Walter and Lloyd were allowed to ride in the pickup bed with the dog.
Walter wanted to say something to Lloyd, "Lloyd, I hope you and I can be friends. I am sorry if I make you afraid of me."
"That's alright, Walter. I just didn't know you well enough before." Lloyd smiled.
Lloyd wanted to bring up the subject he and his Uncle were talking about but he held his tongue not wanting to get Walter upset.
"I hope we can become good friends. I like to talk to you and things." Walter was trying to be very friendly.
"I'd like that… being around girls all the time… anyway it would be nice to have a boy to talk with, too." Lloyd continued.
About that time they hit one of several bumps in the farms roadway. This bump caused Walter to slide over almost touching Lloyd's legs.
Without warning Walter reached over and gently ran a finger over the little boy's thigh near the diaper.
"Why you doing that?" the younger boy asked.
"Don't be afraid, Lloyd. I only want to feel your diaper. I think about you a lot. Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Walter moved closer to the boy.
Lloyd sat still when he felt Walter's finger pressing under his diaper at the thigh.
"Why you doing that?" Lloyd asked after taking a quick look into the pickups rear window. Uncle John was busy driving and Walter's Dad was looking out the side window.
Walter pulled his hand back but kept smiling at Lloyd.
"Your skin is so smooth. And your diaper…, Gee, I think it would be fun to wear them too." Walter laid his finger onto the diaper as before, then quickly pulled back as if testing Lloyd's reactions.
"You can touch the diaper if you want to." Lloyd raised his arm so Walter could touch.
"Do you like wearing diapers, Lloyd?" Walter asked.
"I do, really. Feels good!" Was all he said.
"You look good in them too. I like looking at you." Walter once again reached over and felt the diaper then let his finger touch skin.
The activity was confusing Lloyd. He was not sure just what Walter wanted to do, however Lloyd was feeling much like when the girls changed him.
Lloyd remembered what his Uncle said about telling him if Walter does anything he did not like. But Lloyd really did not mind being touched. And he enjoyed Walter telling him how much he liked the diaper.
Even though Lloyd felt Walter was doing something out of the ordinary he was not feeling it was something he did not like. But he had a feeling he needed to be careful and not let the men in the cab see what was happening.
"Why you touching my diaper like that?" Asked Lloyd taking another look into the cab. No one seemed concerned.
"I just want to feel it, you let the girls do it!" Walter answered.
Lloyd was not sure what he meant by the girls doing it.
"What you mean? They don't do that." Lloyd did not want Walter to know too much about his being changed by the girls.
"Sure you do… I seen you!" Walter stated.
"What? What have you seen?" Lloyd remembered the times when Walter was looking at him but was not ready to hear what was to come.
"In the tree house… With those girls… You let them change your diaper!" Walter looked into the cab to see if his Dad was watching.
"Well, they are my cousins! Besides… How you know about that?" Lloyd asked.
"I been watching you…. You liked it when they touch you, didn't you?" Walter asked.
"Why were you watching us?" Lloyd asked after getting over the shock of what he said.
Walter gave Lloyd his strange smile.
Walter made another move towards the diaper. Lloyd didn't move. But took a look into the cab. At the same time another bump causing the boys to bounce.
Walter slipped and pressed hard over the boy's diaper front just to keep his balance. Lloyd was surprised that similar feelings came over him like when the girls were changing his diaper.
"Sorry!" Walter muttered.
There was no answer but the look on Lloyd's face told Walter what he wanted to know. The two boys looked at each other as they realized they knew something they had in common.
The truck pulled into the Farm's front yard. The dog jumped out chasing a startled cat that ran from the gate where it was sleeping.
"Promise me that you will not tell on me!" Walter whispered before jumping from the truck.
Lloyd did not know what he would tell his Uncle about anyway. What Walter was doing was nothing to tell about. Besides, he reasoned that if he told on Walter that Walter would tell about the tree house incidents.
"Don't worry, I won't." Lloyd stood up and started to jump over the side of the truck. About that time Uncle John had reached to lift him down.
Walter walked towards the barn with his Dad.
Just as Lloyd was about to go through the gate he turned to look back at Walter. Both boys exchanged glances at each other. Lloyd gave a sort of wave, which was returned by Walter.
When Lloyd and his Uncle reached the front porch Aunt Betty met them and chased them to the back porch. She had just moped the kitchen floor and did not want any tracking in so she had Lloyd remove his dirty diaper and sent him along with Uncle John out to the back yard to wash off the mud with the hose before coming in. When Uncle John turned the hose to wash the boy, Lloyd yelled out, "Thattt's cold!"
Lloyd found himself sitting in a warm bath while Martha began to give him a scrub down. He felt so warm and comfortable after being bathed and diapered he just wanted to cuddle up and enjoy the comfort.
While laying on the floor beside his cousins watching TV before bed time Aunt Betty asked him, "Did anything exciting happen today?"
At first Lloyd thought somehow she had found out about Walter and their trip home but she was asking about fixing the creek bank.
"Oh, nothing really." Lloyd answered her.
The Visitor, Part 9
MEETING AT THE POND
A few days have passed since we last looked in on Lloyd. Today the girls and Lloyd plan to go to the pond and check out what kind of critters they can find like frogs, garter snakes and other things kids like to see.
"It's going to be another hot day so you kids be sure and take the sun lotion along with you." Aunt Betty had just fixed their backpacks with plenty of snacks and other goodies like a few of Lloyd's diapers.
The girls had put on their bikinis and Lloyd had on only a diaper… again. As they pulled their backpacks over their shoulders and started out the door Aunt Betty called out, "Have a good time!"
"We will!" Martha called out.
As they passed the Barn Lloyd saw Walter standing in the doorway. The boys waved to each other. Walter called out, "Where are you guys going?"
"To the pond." Lloyd called back.
Just then Jack, Walters Dad, came out the door and pulled Walter back into the barn.
Lloyd caught up to Martha and Clara who had walked on ahead of him.
"I feel sorry for Walter… He never gets to have fun." He told the girls.
"We're not supposed to talk to him." Clara said.
"Why not?" Lloyd asked.
"I don't know, but Mom told us not to get friendly with him. We find he is a little weird." Martha answered.
"I don't think he is so weird anymore. We have become friends. But his Daddy is weird I think." Lloyd said.
"Yeah, he's not too friendly either!" Martha agreed.
The kids walked past the tree house and up through the brush until they came to an open field. They walked on a rutty road until coming to the pond.
This is the first time Lloyd was at the pond. There were a few trees and brush around it but across the road were wide-open fields. For several hours the kids searched for frogs etc and found many. Stepping into some bushes Lloyd scared out a rabbit.
Sitting down on the edge of the pond the kids began to check out the snacks and pop.
"Wanta play house again, Lloyd?" Clara asked.
"Ah Clara do we have to?" Martha asked.
"Got something better to do? Clara asked.
"Well, we could go swimming!" Martha laughed.
"I don't think we can." Lloyd spoke up.
"Why not? Can't you swim?" Martha asked him.
"I can swim alright… and I'd like to but we didn't bring any swimming suits with us." he answered.
"We could go wading. Or…. We could just go swimming in what we got on." Clara pointed out.
"Yeah we could! Our bikinis would dry quickly and Lloyd has more diapers. Wanta go swimming in your diaper, Lloyd?" Martha asked.
"Sometimes us boys go swimming without any swimming suits." Lloyd told.
"What did you wear?" Clara asked.
"Nothing. It was just us boys anyway." Lloyd laughed.
Martha looked at Clara, "Why not?"
"NAKED!" Clara said out loud.
"Sure, won't be any different then when we all take a bath together." Martha started to remove her top.
"Think it would be alright?" Clara asked.
Lloyd giggled, "What difference would it make, we are alone, no body will be coming out here, anyway we have been taking baths together. It's fun to do outside..!" Lloyd said.
Besides, Lloyd was already out of his diaper. He kicked it to aside. He was not going to be shy about skinny-dipping.
"I will if you will!" Martha told Clara.
"I don't care but what if Dad comes out!" Clara looked around and saw nothing but a large field on either side of the pond with not a sign of people.
"He won't today, he and Mom are going in to town, remember." Martha reminded.
"Oh yeah!" Clara pulled off her top.
After the skimpy Bikinis were off both girls ran into the water splashing as much as they could at Lloyd. They ran around as if dancing. Their freedom outdoors in the raw was quickly adjusted to. (Kids take to nudity like ducks to water.)
Martha reached the deeper part and began to tread water. "Come on in, the water feels warm."
Clara sat down in the shallows, the water came only up to her belly button.
Lloyd took one last look around then did a belly flop that sent water spraying over Clara.
For the next couple of hours the children yelled and jumped while enjoying the hot 90-degree summer day.
Martha stood up in the shallow waters and brushed her hair. She was facing the beach where their bikinis and Lloyd's diaper laid.
Suddenly Martha let out a piercing scream then dropped down so only her head showed above water.
Lloyd who was swimming in deeper water swam fast towards Martha to see what scared her so badly. When he arrived next to Martha he asked, "What happened?"
Sitting on the beach right besides their clothing was Walter.
All three of the kids sat down in the water after they realized Walter was watching them.
"What you doing here?" called out Lloyd.
Walter stood up and putting his hands to his mouth he called back, "I come here often to swim, it's ok my Dad said I could?"
"Does your Daddy know we're here too?" Clara asked.
"I'm sorry, You told me you were coming here.. No I didn't tell my dad that." Walter said. Then he sat down as if waiting for them to come to him.
"What we going to do? Our clothes are beside him." Martha worried.
Lloyd whispered among the girls, "I don't think he would hurt us, he just wants to be friends. Why don't we let him swim with us and see what happens."
"But I don't think Daddy would want us to do this." Clara was a little upset.
"He's just another boy like me!" Lloyd said.
"NO! he is older then you. I don't want him to look at me." Martha argued.
"Yeah and besides we never seen him naked before either!" Clara said.
Lloyd could understand their shyness, just like he was when he first came to live with them.
"He' just another boy… What can it hurt anyway?" Lloyd said.
The girls were not fully convinced but they gave in.
"Come on in the water's fine!" Lloyd called out.
"Nay, I'm ok here!" Walter yelled back.
"Oh! Oh!" said Clara.
"Yeah, he's not coming in." Lloyd observed.
"But how are we going to get out?" Martha stayed under the water except for her head.
The Visitor, Part 10
MEETING AT THE POND (Continued)
Walter had just showed up at the pond. The girls and Lloyd were in swallow water sitting down because they didn't want Walter to see them.
If Walter had taken their invite and skinny-dipped with them the kids would have felt much more comfortable because that would have put them all on equal bases. But because Walter chose not to join them this caused a problem because Walter was sitting next to the girls bikinis and Lloyd's diaper making it impossible for them to get dressed without Walter seeing them naked.
"We're naked, Walter." Martha called out.
"I know!" Walter called back while holding up someone's bikini bottoms. He just kept on smiling.
Both girls had worked their way into deeper water. Clara was hanging onto her sister.
Lloyd moved closer to Walter but keeping himself low in the water.
"Come on and swim with us!" Lloyd tried to coach the older boy.
Walter was only teasing them by threaten to take their cloths and hiding them somewhere. Lloyd stood up and walked out of the water until he was standing in front of Walter.
The girls were thinking Lloyd was very brave until Walter stood up. Martha thought the bigger boy was going to hit Lloyd so she started making her way towards the boys. Clara followed until they could hear the two boys laughing. Martha and Clara stopped in the shallow water and waited to see what was going to happen.
Walter slowly pulled his shirt over his head tossing it next to the diaper. Then he un-did his belt letting his pants fall to his feet. Pulling his shoes and socks off he took off running and leaping into the water with a splash that caused the girls to turn their heads.
The water was not so deep where Walter landed. He moved closer to the girls keeping himself underwater except for his head.
"Hi!" He greeted the girls.
"Hi!" both returned the greeting.
Walter turned to face the bank where Lloyd was still standing. Lloyd could not believe how fast Walter got into the water. Lloyd waded out till he was stand close to the others.
"Well, here we all are… Let's have fun." No longer was Lloyd hiding himself. "Follow me!" He called out as he made a leap into the deeper water. He swam out a ways then as he treaded water he faced them.
Walter stood up and made another heavy splash as he swam for deeper water. The girls followed.
It didn't take very long before all the kids were having the time of their lives. Forgetting themselves they just had fun on a hot summer day swimming and jumping and yelling, chasing each other, teasing just like kids do when abandoning themselves in summer play.
After playing for over an hour the girls came out of the water so the sun could warm them and get dry. Walter and Lloyd continued swim awhile longer. Then they too laid in the grass to dry off.
Walter asked Lloyd, "Do you pee your diaper often?"
Lloyd whispered the answer, "Sometimes."
"Poop, too?" Walter asked.
"Not much, I like to pee, poop is messy." Lloyd answered.
"Then you really don't need them, eh?" Walter whispered.
Lloyd looked around to see if the girls were listening but found them far enough away not to hear. "Promise you won't tell?"
"Tell what?" Walter asked.
"I don't think I really need diapers much as I did when I first came here. I just pee so I can get to wear diapers." Lloyd put his finger to his mouth.
"You're a very naughty boy!" giggled Walter. "But, tell me, why you like to wear diapers?"
"Lots of reasons. I like the way the make me feel…. I like to pee in them and feel the warmth down there… I like to have other people look at me cause I know they like to see me in diapers." Lloyd confessed to his secrets.
"You like the way they make you feel… How do you feel?" Walter sat up wiping dry grass from his side.
"It's sort of hard to explain. It's a little like wearing tight underpants but not the same. I like the feel of thickness and the feel of the softness. Guess it's like being a baby again but not just that." Lloyd found explaining his feelings about diapers were easier to experience then to explain.
"I think you're so cool when I see you in a diaper. I bet it is fun to have the girls change you, eh?" Walter didn't try to hide his interest.
Lloyd giggled. Being able to talk to another boy about wearing diapers just added to the fun of wearing them. Lloyd was feeling more then just the comfort of wearing diapers. He could not let the girls or Walter know how it made him feel deep inside. He, himself, could hardy understand why it was making him feel sexy. When Walter would tell him how seeing a diaper on him made the older boy think he was cute had a direct connection to that sexy feeling. When the girls changed him he would find his body reacting in a sexy way especially when the girls would touch him when they opened the diaper.
"When I need changing I let Martha and Clara do it for me because they want to!" Lloyd sensed that Walter understood what he was trying to say.
"Do you suppose they would change my diapers?" Walter asked in a quiet whisper.
"But you don't wear diapers!" Lloyd giggled.
"I know but if I did?" Walter asked again.
"I don't know, why don't we ask them?" Lloyd suggested.
"No, don't…. not now anyway….. Lloyd, would you change me if I wore diapers?" Walter asked.
Lloyd was thinking of Walter as being just another boy like his close friends back home. It hardly seemed fair to judge him by being six years older then himself. Lloyd was coming to realize that just being a little older didn't mean they couldn't share thoughts like friends.
"You really want to wear diapers?" Lloyd asked.
Walter seemed to be in deep thought and it took a few moments before he answered, "Can you get me a diaper, I mean, if you want too?"
Lloyd gave Walter a big smile. "Alright… I'll see what I can do, ok?"
Walter gave the younger boy a high five. "Yeah, I'd like that."
As the afternoon wore on the girls got their bikinis back on.
Martha called out to Lloyd, which was climbing one of the trees near the pond. "We gotta go now. Mom wanted us home before 5:00."
"Do we have to?" Lloyd called back.
"Yes, but Walter can stay if he wants to." Martha and Clara started down the field road.
"I'll catch up to you later, Martha." Lloyd yelled out.
"Ok but you better hurry cause we're leaving." Martha called back again.
"Girls are sure bossy." Walter complained.
"Sometimes." Lloyd agreed. "Come over here and I will give you one of my diapers."
Handing one of his cloth diapers and pins to Walter… Lloyd giggled when his friend held it up I front of himself.
Lloyd found it more difficult then he thought as he pinned the diaper around Walter. Walter stood up and patted at the diaper repeatedly while smiling ear to ear. "Feels great!"
"Well, it is a little tight on you but fits ok." Lloyd looked the big boy over.
Lloyd started to put his own diaper on but Walter took the diaper from him. "Let me do it for you." Walter was shaking while pinning the little boy's diaper.
Lloyd started walking towards the girls but Walter held back.
"I better not be seen with you, I'll just cross over the field. See ya later!" Walter took off running while carrying his clothes. Lloyd watch him running across the field thinking he looked funny in that diaper.
Walter stooped on the other side of the field and took the diaper off and put on his clothing. He stopped by an old shed before reaching the barn. There he hid the diaper and pins to be used later.
The Visitor, Part 11
Clara learns about Boys.
Lloyd's mom called Aunt Betty just as the children came into the house. They began to talk all at once until Aunt Betty had to quiet them until she could hear on the phone.
After talking a few minutes Aunt Betty handed the phone to Lloyd. "Your mother wants to talk with you."
"Hi mom." Lloyd answered.
"How's every thing going for you Lloyd?" Mom asked.
"Ok… I'm ok." Lloyd told her.
"Lloyd, Dear, how would you like to stay with Aunt Betty and Uncle John a few more weeks?" Mom asked Lloyd.
"How come, Mom? You told me it would only for a little while." Lloyd asked.
"I know, Dear… But right now is not the best time. Your Dad and I are going to spend some time together in Hawaii. We will only be gone for less then the rest of the month. I promise you that by the time we get back things between your Dad and I will be settled. You would want things to be better here at home wouldn't you?" Mom gave it her best sweet voice.
"Sure, Mom." Lloyd answered.
"That's my boy… How is everything going? Are you adapting to life on the farm?" Mom asked.
"It's great, Mom…! We got to go swimming today in this big pond and had lots of fun. Walter, he's my new friend here, he and I had fun swimming in the n------, I mean, we were swimming together. And Martha and Clara were with us too and we had lots fun. Sometimes we get to play in the tree house too." Lloyd went on and on about how much fun it was to be on his Aunt and Uncle's farm.
He told her about fixing a dam so the creek would not overflow into the fields. He started to tell her about Walter but decided she might not understand so he held his tongue.
"It sounds like you're not homesick… Don't you miss me and your Dad?" She asked him.
"Sure I do, but Uncle John keeps me busy doing things around the farm and I like being with my Cousins too." Lloyd said.
"Well, Honey, it won't be much longer just a few weeks and we'll come and take you home. Love you!" Mom waited for his responds then hung up.
After Lloyd hung the phone up he told what she had said to him.
Aunt Betty had set the table with Dinner. The girls were helping. Lloyd had his diaper changed by Aunt Betty before sitting at the family table.
Just before bed time Aunt Betty sent Clara and Lloyd into the bathroom for a bath. "Martha I want you to see that both of them get a bath, then diaper Lloyd for bed. I want all of you in bed by 9:30 tonight. Dad and I will be in the barn milking so you will be on your own.
When Lloyd heard that Martha would be giving himself and Clara a bath a feeling of excitement over came him. He did not understand why he had such feelings but they intensified each time Martha gave him a bath.
Martha filled the tub with warm water and helped the two younger kids to bathe.
It was Clara that brought up the subject about Walter and what happened at the pond.
"Why was Walter so afraid to go swimming with us? I mean, at first he only teased us by not coming in with us." Clara asked.
"He wasn't afraid, he just didn't know if we really wanted him to be with us." Lloyd answered. "He did spend the afternoon with us."
"I know." Clara said.
"Did you notice how much bigger he was down here?" Martha giggled while washing Lloyd between the legs.
"Yeah, he's a lot bigger then Lloyd's. He has a lot of hair down there, too!" Clara giggled.
"That's because he is a big boy, he's 16 you know." Martha explained.
What Martha and Clara was taking about affected Lloyd with a feeling of arousal.
"I saw it get bigger when he stood before us." Martha giggled.
"I saw that too, how come he got bigger like that?" Clara asked.
"Yeah, Lloyd, how come Walter's thing got so much bigger while he just stood in front of us?" Martha knew but wanted Lloyd to tell what he knew.
Lloyd sat with his legs drawn up next to his chest. It was as if he was trying to hide his private parts from view while he felt himself getting harder.
Lloyd knew the question they asked him but was not sure he could answer it. The kids had shared many 'secrets' between themselves about the differences between boys and girls so the question itself did not embarrass him. He knew from his own experiences that erections happen but he never had to explain the condition to any one before.
"Sometimes it just happens!" Lloyd stretched out one leg.
Clara saw that Lloyd was stiff. She asked, "Does it hurt when it happens?"
"No silly, It's suppose to happen!" Giggled Lloyd.
Martha tried to explain to Clara. "Billy, the boy I baby sit, does that a lot when I change his diaper. He just holds it with his fingers and it sometimes even gets even harder."
"What it feels like, Lloyd?" Clara asked.
"I don't know, I guess it just feels good." Lloyd was enjoying this private time with the girls.
He also liked having his diapers changed in the tree house where they could talk without being over-heard. During those times they would often talk about boy and girl 'secrets'. Things adults would not approve of.
But one of Lloyd's most favorite times was when Martha would bathe him in the privacy of the bathroom. It was bath time when Lloyd would be touched more directly and he could enjoy being naked in their presence.
Martha had Lloyd stand up so she could rinse the soap off him. Then she turned the spray shower hose on him washing the soap off.
Because he was standing up it offered a clear view for the girls to see his firmness. Without realizing it he had taken a hold of it
"Why don't you show us how you play with it?" Clara giggled.
Both girls indicated they wanted to see him act upon the request. But Lloyd began to feel a little self-conscious.
"Your mom might come in and catch us." Lloyd warned as he reseated himself in the tub.
"No she won't… She went out to the barn with Dad. They won't be back until the milking is done." Martha was on her knees leaning over the tub. Clara reached her big toe enough to touch Lloyd.
"Show us!" Clara giggled.
Lloyd looked at Martha as if getting her permission.
Martha only smiled showing her approval of the request.
"I don't believe this is happening." Lloyd began to fondle himself while the girls watched. Although the girls have seen Lloyd erect while having his diapers changed this time it was somehow different.
Clara was fascinated as she watched the boy demonstrate before them.
Lloyd was asked again what it felt like but he could only say it felt good and he liked doing it.
"It is something like when we rub with a finger, it's called masturbation." Martha explained to Clara more clearly from a girl's standpoint.
"Oh I see… A boys penis is like a finger." Clara was enlighten.
Martha laughed, "Well, something like that I guess… Remember what we talked about? How boys can do things with us?"
Clara giggled. She remembered how she and Martha would play in the tree house before Lloyd came to live with them. How they played with each other and talked about boys. All this was a mystery for Clara. She knew she liked the feelings the games provided but until this very moment in the tub she had not put things into perspective. Suddenly she understood the connection between a boy's penis and the pleasures derived from masturbation.
"Yes, you said boys can rub their penis over a girl so she don't have to use a finger." Clara giggled.
Lloyd was to busy fondling himself to hear what Clara had said to Martha.
Martha held her finger to her mouth as if to remind Clara to be quiet about such things.
Clara understood why Martha was trying to shut her up but she was now very curious. "Is that why a boy has a penis?" she whispered to her older sister.
"You got it, sissy!" Martha began to bath her little sister.
Clara began to ponder the bath experience over in her mind. She was putting two and two together and suddenly it all made sense to her. "Both boys and girls have a lot more in common then we thought, don't we?" she asked Martha.
Martha smiled and answered, "You got it, sis, you got it."
The Visitor, Part 12
Trip To Town
Lloyd woke up to find Aunt Betty changing his diaper. At first he thought it was Martha that was pulling his diaper across his belly but when he saw it was his Aunt Lloyd quickly sat up pulling the diaper out of her hands.
"Careful there boy… you almost got this pin poked right into your side." Aunt Betty gave the boy a light push laying him back on the bed.
"Where's Martha and Clara?" Lloyd asked as he looked around.
"Oh, they have been up for quite a time now. You have overslept my good boy?" Aunt Betty finished the diaper pinning.
Lloyd lay still with his legs spread apart. He liked the feeling of a fresh clean cloth diaper in the morning. As automatic as every morning he rubbed his hand over the diaper gently fingering where his thigh came out under the cloth.
"Your about the most adorable little diaper boy I have ever seen." Aunt Betty leaned over and gave Lloyd a kiss just above his belly button.
This caused him to giggle. "How come Martha or Clara didn't wake me up?" He asked his Aunt.
She sat down beside him on the bed. Lloyd sat up next to her as she gave him a full arm hug and patting him gently she answered, "The girls are going with me to town… would you like to tag along?" She asked him.
"Sure… What we going to do in town?" He answered.
"Oh a few girl things but I am sure you and Walter might like to find something to do while we shop."
All Lloyd heard was that Walter was coming along too. "Walter is going too… His dad let him do that?"
"Do you want Walter to come with us?" She asked.
"Sure, but his dad isn't supposed to let him go to town." Lloyd reminded.
"Your Uncle and I got that worked out. Walter can come with us this time." She said.
"Can we wear our diapers, under our overalls I mean!" Lloyd asked.
"You can if you want, but what do you mean by 'we'?" Aunt asked.
"I meant me, did I say we?" Lloyd tried to cover it up.
"Come on, let's get your overalls on and put on your shoes and socks too." Aunt Betty handed him a clean pair of overalls.
"Do I have to wear a shirt?" He asked.
"Well it would be nice but being such a nice summer day I guess you can leave it off." She laughed.
By the time Lloyd eat a quick dish of cereal the girls were calling from outside, "hurry up, Lloyd… we're ready to go.
Everyone was waiting on Lloyd. Aunt Betty was driving with the two girls in the front seat of the pickup. Walter was sitting in the bed of the pickup grinning ear to ear. Uncle John and Walter's dad stood by the gate.
Walter reached a hand to pull Lloyd up into the bed of the truck. Walters's dad came over by the pickup and told Walter to behave himself and mind what Betty tells him to do.
"I will paw. And thanks for letting me go." Walter waved as Aunt Betty drove way from the gate.
"The boys will be just fine. No need to be worrying all day about them. Betty can handle it ok. Let's go get to work." Uncle John and Walter's dad walked off towards the Barn.
The boys sat on a couple of sacks next to the trucks cab. Walter looked over at Lloyd and said, "Have you got a diaper on?"
"See." Lloyd pulled the side of his overalls open allowing a glimpse of the diaper top.
Walter gave a big smile then let Lloyd take a look down the side of his overalls.
"Does your dad know you have them on?" Giggled Lloyd.
"No, but he don't need to know either." Walter answered.
"I knew you would like wearing them. Are you going to show the girls?" Lloyd asked.
"You crazy… It would be all over the town if I showed them." Walter laughed.
"I'm sure they know you have a diaper on!" Walter whispered in the boy's ear.
"Sure and they know you like to too… Clara would like to change you." Lloyd added
"That little kid said that? Wow… She did keep looking at me at the pond. Did you notice how she kept grinning at me?" Walter was flattered.
"Yes I did…. Both girls thought you were big… you big!" Lloyd told.
"Oh gad… they really said that about me?" Walter giggled.
They traveled a few more miles before either boy spoke again.
Then Walter asked, "What happens when they change you?"
"I don't know… they just change my diaper that's all." Lloyd answered.
"They look at you don't they?" He asked.
"Yeah!" Lloyd answered. "They will look."
"How's that make you feel, you know when they look?" Walter smiled. "I don't care… I like it, I guess!" The boy felt telling Walter was ok to do.
"When they look do you ever… you know… get hard or something?" Walter almost whispered in the boy's ear.
"Do you ever feel that way? I mean, sometimes?" Lloyd asked.
"Sometimes… I like the way diapers make me feel too." Walter giggled.
Aunt Betty pulled into a parking space. They had arrived in town.
The Visitor, Part 13
Day on the Town
Walter and Lloyd had been following Aunt Betty and the girls for the first hour. They got bored with all the girl shopping so they asked for permission to wonder about the mall on their own.
As they walked down the hall checking out the different stores Walter felt self-conscious about wearing diapers under his overalls. He felt everyone could see his diaper. Lloyd had been wearing diapers long enough so he did not feel like people were watching him.
Walter asked, "Can you see my diapers, Lloyd?"
Lloyd looked him over but saw nothing of the diaper. "No, you ok, I don't see anything."
The boys have been looking at each shop as they passed by. Once in a while they would enter a store and look around. They spent much time in the Toy-R-Us.
Later they came to a store called, WEE-WEE ONE'S. The boys giggled at the name then entered to see what was inside.
At first they thought it was another toy store because of the rocking horses and other playthings on display. But upon closer observation they realized it was a baby needs store. They were greeted by an older lady who asked if she could help them.
"No, we're just looking." Walter said.
"That will be okay, boys. Just take your time and if you need any help I will be just over there." She pointed to a checkout table.
The boys began to look at baby clothing. Lloyd noticed what he thought to be little T-Shirts near some baby pants.
"Hey Walter, Look at these!" Lloyd pointed.
"What are they?" Walter asked.
The T-Shirts had long bottoms and there were some snaps along the bottom.
The sales lady seen that the boys might need help so she came over once again. "You boys need a 'onesy'?" She asked.
"Hugh?" Lloyd said.
"Onesy… that's what you're looking at." She smiled.
"What they for?" they asked.
"These are little shirts for toddlers." She explained.
"But what's the snaps for?" Walter asked.
"They help cover the diaper, see, you snap the back to the front like this." And she demonstrated by showing them.
"Oh… so the diaper won't be seen, eh?" Lloyd asked.
"Well, yes I guess, but it also holds the diaper in placed as the toddler walks around, you know, a wet diaper gets heavy and can slide down this will help to keep the diaper in place," she explained.
"These are for very young kids… you might be interested in something more for older boys?" She seemed to understand.
"They make them for older boys too?" Lloyd asked.
"Yes… we have a display of older boys things on the back wall, would you like to see them?" She pointed.
Walter said, "Let's take a look, Lloyd."
When they got to the back of the store they noticed a rack holding packages of diapers. Each one had picture of an older boy. This display interested Walter who stood looking at the different packages.
Lloyd spotted the 'onesy'. He was surprised to see they came in all sizes. While he thumbed through them he found several colors too.
The sales Lady explained that when an older boy wore diapers and wore one of these he could bend over and his diaper would not be in view.
"Gee, that's neat… isn't it Walter?" Lloyd held one up to see if it would fit him.
"Yeah, but I don't wear diapers!" He said loud enough for the sales lady to hear.
"I have a little boy that wears diapers… he's about your age." She meant Lloyds age.
Lloyd put the Onesy back and picked up another to check it's size.
"Does your little boy like wearing diapers?" He asked the lady.
"I think he does, he uses cloth diapers at night but wears disposables in the daytime. He wears a Onesy with shorts." She told. Then she asked, "How long have you been wearing diapers?"
Lloyd told her, "Since I been staying at my Aunts house." Then he suddenly realized what he said.
Lloyd got a little red in the face from embarrassment but she told him that lot of boys wear diapers and he not need to feel bad about it.
That made Lloyd feel better. But Walter still would not admit to be wearing diapers.
A recognized voice called out, "Lloyd, Walter what you boys doing in here? We've been looking for you." It was Aunt Betty.
"We… We were just looking." Lloyd answered.
"Good, then we can pick up some supplies for you while here." Aunt Betty began to look the diaper packages to see which ones to get. She handed a couple packages to each girl to carry.
Walter stood back and kept out of the way. Clara noticed that Lloyd had a onesy in his hand. "Mommy, lets buy Lloyd one of these." She held up for Aunt Betty to see.
"Yes, I think that would something he could use." Aunt Betty said.
The two girls were giggling as they walked through the store. They put several items in the shopping cart. Aunt Betty would not let them buy some items but others she agreed would be okay for Lloyd. The girls wanted to get some things so they could play like Lloyd was a baby when they were in the tree house.
Lloyd knew what the girls were up to but he said nothing about it. Secretly he was looking forward to the games the girls wanted to play.
Walter kept insisting he did not wear diapers therefore he would not need these things. But when no one was looking Walter would pick up and handle some of the items.
After paying for the big boy diapers and onesy's and the few baby items the girls slipped into the shopping cart the left the store.
"Let's all get a hamburger at the McDonald's before going home." Suggested by Aunt Betty.
While waiting for their food to be prepared the girls went to the restroom. Aunt Betty asked if the boys needed to use the restroom, too.
"No me!" said Lloyd. Aunt Betty understood why Lloyd may not need to go but wondered about Walter. But the older boy just ignored her suggestion.
The Visitor, Part 14
Heading for Home
After lunch the two girls wanted to take one more walk around the Mall. Aunt Betty wanted to visit one of the stores before she left so the boys being rather bored with all the shopping decided they wanted to go back to the pickup.
"You boys stay near the pickup because when we get back I plan to go with or without you, understand?" Aunt Betty wasn't being rough on the boys she always talked like she was going to go off leaving them but she would never do that.
"We will be nearby," Walter promised.
"Most likely we will be in the truck," Lloyd told.
"OK, kids lets get the last-minute things taken care of and be out of here." The gang split into their own groups.
"Is your diaper wet?" Asked Lloyd.
"What?" Walter asked
"Your diaper… Is it wet yet?" Lloyd asked as they left the front door of the Mall.
"Not so loud, Buddy!" Walter grabbed Lloyd's arm pulling him closer to himself. "Starting to run down my leg, too."
"That's why I wanted to get back to the truck. Aunt Betty brought some extra diapers." Lloyd whispered.
Walter told how he was hoping to hold it long enough to get home but when Aunt Betty suggested to go to the restroom he lost control.
"That is what diapers are for. Come on, let's get changed before the girls come back." Lloyd took off for the parking lot.
After finding the truck the boys got the diaper bag open and each took a cloth diaper.
"Where we going to change?" Walter asked.
Looking around Lloyd suggested they just lay down in the bed of the truck and do a quick change.
"What if some one comes by and sees us?" Walter asked.
"Heck, I don't know. Let's do it now. No one is near us at the moment.
The boys got into the truck and lay as low as they could. Walter watched Lloyd pull his shoulder straps down then let the overalls down to his knees. Walter took a quick look around then did the same.
In perfect motion Lloyd had his diaper off and slipped the new one under himself. Pulling the ends tight he fastened the pins. Walter tried to keep up with Lloyd but because of his inexperience he fell behind. Just as he was about to place the new diaper under himself a large Van pulled in beside them.
By the time the Van pulled in Lloyd had his overalls pulled up and the shoulder straps fasten in place.
But Walter lost one corner of his diaper and had to pull it tight again before using the safety pin. His eye caught a movement from the van.
Behind the tinted glass he could see a face looking down at him. The face of a child with both his hands pressing against the tinted glass.
Once again he lost the end of the diaper. In a frightening attempt Walter stuck him self with the pin before getting it closed.
So far Lloyd had not yet seen the face that was watching them. But he did notice Walter was having a problem so he sat up to give a hand in fastening the other pin. Walter pulled the overalls in place and quickly fastened the straps over his shoulders.
"We are being watched!" Walter whispered in Lloyd's ear. Walter nodded his head in direction of the van.
One only was there one face peeking at them but two. The boys made funny faces at them causing the children to laugh.
The window slowly rolled down exposing the little peeking toms.
One was a little 3 year old boy sitting in a safety chair. The other was his sister about 8 years old. She spoke first.
"Tommy always wets his diaper when mommy takes us shopping. She makes us stay in the car, I have to change him when he gets wet or dirty…. Did your mommy make you stay here while she went shopping?" She asked.
After the initial shock wore off Lloyd asked her a question.
"What kind of diapers does your bother wear?" He asked.
"Pampers…. See!" She held up a pair to show.
Walter noticed that no one was near by so he asked… "What did you see us doing?"
The little girl answered. "Tommy saw you… Then I saw you." She giggled.
"You saw my what?" Walter was very nervous.
"Your diaper…." She answered.
"Whew!" Walter sighed with relieve. "Is that all?"
"I saw your ding dong too!" She giggled.
"How soon is your Aunt going to get here, Lloyd? We gotta get out of here."
"Better check on your little brother, he might be wet by now?" Lloyd laughed.
She disappeared for a moment then stuck her head out the window. "Nope, not yet!"
Just about that time Lloyd could see Aunt Betty and the girls coming toward the pickup.
"Here they are!" "About time." Walter said.
As they pulled out of their parking space the boys could hear a small girls voice calling, "By-By!" She was waving at them.
Both boys waved back. When they were safely on the way home the boys covered them selves with a tarp and laughed together about the incident.