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The Trying Policy (Chapter 1)

Chapter I

“Mom, can I talk to you for a second?” More than anything, it was the tone of Julie’s voice that caught her mother’s attention. Julie sounded more than a little nervous. This had the tone of a conversation of some importance. Sally’s first thought was that Julie might have done something wrong and was in trouble. She sounded like a kid who knows they are in for it. ‘Well at least she is coming to me first’ Sally thought to herself. “Of course sweetie, what is it?” “Well, you know how you and dad always told me that if I ever wanted to try something that I could come to you guys and you would let me try it under your supervision?” Sally felt a little twinge in her stomach. She knew exactly what Julie was talking about. She and her husband Ted had a long-standing policy with their only child regarding the things that will come along as one grew up, stuff like smoking and drinking. The deal was this: If you want to try something, come to us and we will let you try it under our terms. Ted and her both agreed that the best way for their child to be exposed to something like drinking or smoking was not through peer pressure, or at a party where who knows what could happen, but rather in the home where they could supervise that activity and teach their child responsibility. Ted and Sally had made this little policy clear: If you try it with us, we will let you do it and you won’t get in trouble, but if we find out you tried it without us, it was big trouble. Sally said to herself that she should have seen it coming. That tone of voice certainly explained what this was about. However it is one thing to have talked about the policy, and another thing to have your 15 year old daughter come to you and ask to put it to the test. ‘OK, stay calm’ Sally told herself. After all, wasn’t this a good sign that their little girl was trying to do things right? An encouraging sign even? “Yes, I certainly do Julie.” Sally answered back, “And, well, I guess I should say I am glad that you are coming to me about it. But, well, you are still awfully young to want to try any of the stuff we talked about. Are your friends doing stuff like smoking?” “Oh Mom! That is totally not what this is about! No, none of my friends smoke.” Julie’s first tone of voice had caught Sally’s attention and this one did so even more. Julie voice made it sound like she had never ever thought of that stuff yet, and that it still ‘grossed her out’. Apparently that particular discussion was still a ways off. Sally let out a silent sigh of relief. But if this wasn’t about drinking and smoking, what was it about? “Oh, I guess I just assumed that since you mentioned the trying policy, that was what you were talking about. So is this not about our trying things policy?” “No, it is, it’s just that I am not interested in drinking or smoking.” For a brief second Sally thought about drugs. She got really nervous, and asked, “Sweetie, if this is about drugs…” “Mom, no it is not about drugs. Look, forget it. I shouldn’t have even brought it up. Just forget about it.” Julie said in a sad, defeated and almost pleading way. With that Julie left the kitchen and went to her room. Sally was left sitting alone in the kitchen really perplexed. ‘Ok, this is really odd’ thought Sally. ‘Well what should I do? My child came to me with what sounds like something she is nervous about. I don’t think I should let it go. If I read her right, that last bit there was a desperate call for me to follow. I better go see what this is all about.’ Julie was sitting on her bed when she heard her mom knock on her door. She hadn’t left the kitchen more than 2 minutes ago. “Come in.” said a depressed sounding Julie. Sally opened the door and slowly entered the room. Her daughter was sitting up on her bed hugging her big pillow and looking at her with eyes that said ‘I am glad you came after me’. Sally sat down next to her only child and put her arm around her shoulder. “Julie sweetie, listen. I am sorry if I thought you were talking about something else, but I can’t read your mind. But having known you for 15 years now, I can sometimes come close. I don’t know what it is that you wanted to talk about, but I feel like it is something important to you. And if it is important to you, then it is important to me. Are you sure you don’t want to tell me about it?” “Well mom, I do, but I am really scared that you will think I am a freak or something.” “Sweetie, I would never think that. Ok listen, why don’t you try telling me a little bit about what this is all about? I mean, why did you mention our policy about trying things if you don’t want to try something?” “Well, the thing is mom, I do want to try something, but it has nothing to do with drinking or drugs or anything like that.” From the way that last sentence sounded Sally started to get really curious. What was her daughter talking about? “OK, maybe I can guess?” Sally asked, “Is this about some kind of new hair style, of some new clothes that people are wearing?” “Well, no it is not about hair mom, but well, in a way it does have to do with wearing something different.” From the sound of that last sentence Sally knew she was getting much closer to the mark. “Hmmm, ok, so you are interested in some new kind of clothes? Oh wait, I know, you want to try wearing a thong?” On hearing this Julie actually giggled, much to Sally’s relief. The tension in the room dropped noticeably. “Well, no that’s not it either, but you are getting a lot closer.” Julie said with a bashful smile. “OK Julie, I am running out of ideas here, maybe you can give me a little hint?” Sally asked expectantly. “OK, listen, promise not to laugh mom, OK?” Sally finally felt she was getting somewhere. For a brief second she was reminded of being young herself and sharing secrets late at night with other girls at slumber parties. She could feel like her daughter was about to open up to her. “I promise.” Sally said and even held up her hand palm out to show she was serious. “OK,” Julie started, and then she took a deep breath and seemed to prepare herself. “Well, it’s like this. For as long as I can remember, I mean like my entire life here, I have had these weird dreams at night.” “What kind of dreams?” Sally asked encouragingly. “Well, kind of strange dreams. Not bad dreams like nightmares. Nothing at all like that. These were good dreams.” “What happens in these dreams?” “Well that is kind of the funny part. In all these dreams, you or dad always ends up putting me back in diapers.” “OK.” Sally said reassuringly. “Like, I mean I have had these dreams as long as I can remember mom. And lately, I have been having them a lot. Like almost every night. And the weird thing is that when I wake up, it is like there is this part of me that really wants it to happen. You have to understand that I have been thinking about this for a long time. And for the longest time I just figured that the dreams would stop you know? But they didn’t, and now I am having them all the time. And I have been thinking about it a lot during the day, you know? I keep wondering what it would be like to wear diapers again. I started getting really curious and I even thought about going to the store to get some to try. Just so I could finally know what it would be like. But I was really worried that you and dad would find out and I would get in trouble or something, so I never bought any. But then one day, like a while ago I remembered how you and dad always talked about your trying policy. Ever since then I’ve wanted to talk to you about it, but every time I get the chance I chicken out and don’t bring it up. I just get too scared that you will think I am weird or something.” Throughout this whole time, Sally did her best to just look her daughter in the eye and nod approvingly. Julie’s shaky and unsteady tone made it obvious that what her daughter was telling her was difficult to talk about, and embarrassing. It was not lost on Sally how important this moment was. She chose her words carefully. “Julie, listen. First of all, I want you to know that I am really happy that you feel comfortable talking to me about this. I want you to know, that I am your mom and I will love you no matter what. Ok?” Julie managed to nod. “So let me get this straight, you have been having dreams about being put back into diapers?” “Yeah.” “Now tell me, when you have these dreams, do you feel like you have to pee or something?” “No, it’s not like that.” “Ok, well what did you mean when you said that when you wake up there is a part of you that wants it to really happen?” Julie looked at the ground, and her mother could tell that this was really hard for her to talk about. So she put her arm around Julie and gave her a little hug. It must have worked, because Julie started talking again. “Well, I mean, that, well, I guess I really want to be put in diapers again. I mean that is what I was talking about when I brought up the whole trying things policy. I have been thinking about what it would be like for so long, and I have always wanted to try it. But I have always been too afraid to say anything. I always figured that it would go away, but it never has. So I think maybe I shouldn’t fight it. Maybe I should try it, so I can stop wondering” “So let me make sure I understand this sweetie. The reason you were asking me about the trying policy, is because you were wondering what it would be like to wear diapers again?” Sally asked kindly. “Yeah.” Julie said as she looked up from the floor at her mother for approval. “And you were hoping that we would go ahead and put you back in diapers so you can find out?” “Well, yeah exactly.” “Well sweetie, let me be honest with you. I am kind of relieved. I was really worried that you wanted to try something like smoking or drinking, and I was a bit upset, because you are a bit young for that I think. But I certainly wasn’t expecting this. I have to say that I am not sure what to say. I mean, I certainly don’t see anything wrong with what you are talking about. But I have never really heard of anything like this. Did you by any chance hear about this from a friend of something?” “Mom, I have never told anybody about this stuff in my entire life, and no I have never ever heard of anybody like me. That is one of the reasons I was so scared to talk about it. I am worried that there is something weird about me.” Sally knew that this too was also an important moment, and again she chose her words very carefully. “Julie, listen to me carefully.” Julie looked up into her mom’s eyes. “Everybody in the world is different in their own way. People have all sorts of strange desires. I don’t know how much you know about these types of things, but I can assure you that there are people who like things that you would think are weird. I mean, some guys like to dress up in ladies underwear and bras. Some people are attracted to members of the same sex. Some people like to take off all their clothes and walk around naked in front of everyone. Heck,” Sally said with a sarcastic tilt of the head and a stare of utter disbelief, “some people actually like lima beans. Point being we are all different sweetie. And there is nothing wrong with being different as long as what you do doesn’t hurt yourself, or make trouble for anybody around you.” “So does that mean that I am weird?” Julie asked. “Honey, weird is not the word to use. These feelings that you have are certainly different. So you could say that you are unique, but I don’t think you are weird. Like I said everybody is different Julie, and some people like things that other people wouldn’t like. That doesn’t make them weird. I personally think that it makes them normal. I think anybody who doesn’t have something a little different about them is weird.” Julie let out a tiny laugh at the last thing her mom said. Then she looked at her mom again and said, “Well, I guess I see what you mean mom. So you don’t think I am weird?” Sally put her hands on each side of Julie’s face and looked her square in the eye, and said with a smile, “No sweetie, I don’t think you are weird.” Julie smiled at her mom and leaned over and gave her a big hug. While they were hugging each other Julie said, “Thanks mom.” Sally hugged her child tight. ‘Well that didn’t go so bad now did it’ she thought to herself. She felt a little feeling of pride at knowing she had done a good job at being mom. Julie let go and then stood up. It was obvious that the conversation was pretty much over, and now nobody really knew what to say. There was a long silent pause that Julie finally broke. “So now what?” Julie asked in a semi-confused tone. If Sally had felt like she had been doing a good job at being mom a second ago, she now felt like it was back to the drawing board. Her time for patting herself on the back was over. She thought to herself, ‘that’s a good question, what now’? “I guess I don’t know Julie, what do you think?” “Well, I mean, are you going to do it?” Julie asked. “Do what?” “Are you going to let me use the trying policy?” Despite having listened to all her daughter had said, Sally had not really given any serious thought to the idea until now. She had been so relieved that this whole issue was not about drinking or drugs that she hadn’t really given much thought to what was being asked. Her daughter was asking to be put back in diapers, that much was clear. And although she didn’t say so, Sally had to admit that it was a strange idea. ‘A 15 year old girl wearing diapers?’ Sally thought to herself. How on earth would that work? ‘Well, Julie is still pretty young, and she was definitely on the small side. There had to be diapers that would fit her. Plus, it could have been a lot worse. And there was something else. Her daughter had come to her, and told her something that was obviously very difficult to talk about. That in itself was worth some kind of reward wasn’t it? Maybe I should I go ahead and do it?’ Her thoughts were interrupted by Julie. “Mom?” Julie’s voice brought her back to reality. “Yes?” Sally said thinking her daughter wanted to ask her something else. “Are you going to let me try it? I mean isn’t this kind of like what the trying policy was for?” Sally started to think about it again, and for the first time she remembered that part of the trying policy was what both parents had to be involved. She had not even thought of what Ted might have to say about this. Sally decided she would have to talk it over with him. “Well Julie, I guess I have to say that I don’t know. I will say that I agree with you though. I do think the trying policy could cover this. But you have to understand that I never really thought that you would want to try something like this, so I am not sure how to handle it. And you also should remember that the trying policy means both me and your dad will have to talk about it.” Julie was kind of hoping her mother had forgotten about the part where her father was involved. It had been hard enough to talk about it with mom. She didn’t think she could do it with her dad. “Mom it was hard enough to talk to you about this, I don’t know if I can tell dad.” Julie said disappointedly. “That’s OK; I’ll talk to him about it.” Sally said. “Well, I guess that would work. Do you think he will be ok with it, or will he think I am a freak?” Sally thought about her husband’s possible reaction. She had to keep herself from laughing at the thought of what he might say. “Julie honey, your dad is a very understanding man, I am certain he won’t think you are a freak.” “Do you think he will let me try it?” Julie asked. Sally took a look at her daughter and saw there a girl who was scared at the thought of her father rejecting her. Sally thought again about putting her 15 year old daughter back in diapers. She thought to herself, ‘well, I guess this could have been a lot worse. Heck I though it was about drugs!’ She made up her mind. “I’ll do my best to convince him.” Sally said with a wink. Julie felt better immediately.

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The Trying Policy (Chapter 2)

Chapter II

“She wants to what?” Ted asked incredulously. “Look honey, I know this is kind of weird. You are lucky she didn’t want to talk to you about this. I hardly knew what to say myself.” Ted had thought that for once, everything was going as normal. He had left for work, and had a pretty good day. Dinner had been good, and everything had seemed normal. Then when he had finally gotten into bed and turned out the light, his wife tells him that his daughter wants to start wearing diapers again. “Yeah, well it is probably just as good she came to you, I have no idea what I would have said. How on earth did this come up?” Ted asked in a puzzled tone. “Well Julie came up to me and asked if she could talk to me about something. Then she asks me if I remember the trying policy, and I start thinking ‘oh no, my daughter is about to tell me she wants to try smoking or something’. I had to work pretty hard to get her to talk about it at all. I had to follow her into her room and really coax it out of her. She was really scared that we would think she is weird.” “Well, if you ask me wanting to wear diapers is a little weird.” Ted said matter of factly. “Well honey, I can think of a few things that you tend to enjoy that a lot of people, your daughter certainly, would find more than a bit weird.” Sally said in a semi sarcastic tone, and gave her husband a sly little look that only married couples who’ve had their share of bedroom fun and games can have. “Well, yeah, OK I can see your point, but still.” Ted said defensively. “Still what?” Sally responded questioningly. “Well, still, um, well I don’t know. But you can’t be seriously considering putting Julie back in diapers? I mean she is 15. I don’t even think they make diapers that big.” “Ted, first of all I can guarantee you that they make diapers that would fit Julie. I mean, you don’t think that in this whole world there are no people our daughter’s age who still wear diapers? I know for a fact that there are diapers out there that will fit Julie. Second of all, yes, I am seriously considering it.” Sally added this last part with a bit of determination. “Ok, maybe you can explain to me why on earth you would think it might be a good idea to put our daughter back in diapers.” Sally sat up and turned on the light next to her side of the bed. Ted knew he was about to get a speech that had probably been rehearsed. Any time Sally sat up in bed and turned on the light, it meant she had something to say. Ted and Sally had a very good relationship, one that was built in no small part of good communication. Over the years, Ted had learned when to pay attention. This was one of those times. “OK?” Sally asked. Ted kind of smiled and shrugged. He nodded his head to let his wife know that he was taking her seriously. “First of all” Sally began, “I think that it is very important that we show Julie that it’s OK for her to come to us with things that she feels uncomfortable about. I mean, how great is it that our daughter felt comfortable coming to us, well to me, about something so personal? I saw how hard it was for her to talk about. And I think it is really important that we show her that we support her coming to us. I mean, who knows what will happen in the next few years Ted? I want my daughter to know she can come to us about anything.” “Well,” Ted agreed “I can certainly see your point there, although I really don’t like to think about anything bad like that.” “Yeah, me neither, but I think it will do us a world of good if we show Julie that coming to us is the best thing.” Sally took a breath and continued, “Second of all, there is the whole trying policy. I mean if we are serious about it, shooting her down when she wants to use it is a pretty bad idea.” “I thought the trying policy was about stuff like drinking?” Ted added “Well, I thought so too, but when I think about it now, I can see how Julie got the idea. I mean, what did we really tell her? As I recall the concept was this: If you want to try something, we want you to come to us. We will let you try it on our terms, and you won’t get in trouble. We never said anything specifically about what it was that she might want to try.” “True.” Ted admitted. “And well, here she has done what we had hoped she would do. I am worried that if we say no, it will be the first and last time we ever get asked to use the trying policy, and I think we both can agree that that is not what we want.” Ted had to admit that his wife did have a point. The whole trying policy had in fact been his idea and he had gotten it from his own father. He still remembered the first time he asked his dad if he could try a cigarette. His dad had laughed and said fine. The next day, with his father instructing him (and laughing as he turned green), Ted had smoked his first and last cigarette. This train of thought gave him an idea. Before he could say it, Sally started again. “And Ted, you know what else? The more I think about it, the more convinced I become that we should do it. I mean, what harm is it going to do anybody if our daughter is wearing a diaper? With the clothes they wear these days, I can’t imagine that anybody is even going to notice. Plus we really should reward Julie for coming to us, not punish her.” “Yeah, I agree” said Ted. “It’s just that I can’t believe that we are rewarding her by putting her in diapers.” “Well, yeah, I will admit it is a bit different. But it’s what she wants. And like I said, it is certainly not hurting anybody. Although I do have to admit, I am not looking forward to having to change her.” “I don’t even want to think about that.” Ted added quickly. Sally looked at her husband, and asked in a voice not unlike that of her daughter, “Well honey, I think we should do it, at least to show her that we support her. What do you think?” “Well, I can’t believe I am saying this, but I guess you are right.” “Ted, I think it is for the best. So are we agreed?” “Yeah, I guess so.” “Good, but I am not sure how we should go about doing this. I mean, how you think we should approach this?” For the first time in the conversation, Ted felt like he had a good answer.

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The Trying Policy (Chapter 3)

Chapter III

That next morning was a Friday, and Julie woke up to her alarm clock telling her to get up and start getting ready for school. It was pretty early, and Julie’s thoughts were focused on the speech she had to give that day in English class. The topic was Edgar Allen Poe, and Julie felt ready. She still got pretty nervous talking in front of people, but at least she knew her subject well. She crawled out of bed and headed down stairs to get some breakfast. Mom and Dad were in the kitchen. Dad looked like he was about to leave for work, brief case in one hand, and a bagel in the other. He saw Julie come in. “Morning kid-o. What’s shakin?” “Morning dad. I have that speech today. In English class.” “The one on Poe?” Ted asked “Yeah.” “Well, good luck honey. I am sure you will do fine. I have to run to work. Tell me about it when I get home tonight ok?” With that Ted came over and kissed his daughter on the forehead. Then he went up to his wife and kissed her goodbye. On his way out the door he turned back to Sally and said, “Oh, do me a favor and call me at work. I really want to know how this turns out.” And he closed the door behind him. For a split second Julie wondered what he was talking about. But she put it out of her mind as she started pouring the milk on her cereal. As she sat sown and put a large spoonful in her mouth, her mother spoke. “So I talked to your dad.” Sally said quickly. Julie immediately knew that her mom was talking about their conversation of yesterday. Julie had kind of put it out of her mind. She was scared about her father saying ‘no way’ and thinking she was weird. The butterflies came back to her stomach and her pulse quickened. Julie tried to say something, but with a mouthful of cereal all that came out was “weawy?” She quickly chewed and swallowed. “Really?” Sally came over to the counter where Julie was eating her cereal and pulled up a stool next to her daughter. “Yeah, really.” Sally said. Julie’s mind was racing. What had he said? Did he think she was crazy? She looked at her mom and nervously asked, “And?” “Well, to tell you the truth he was a bit surprised and confused at first. It took him a minute to understand that I was serious. But once he knew I was, he listened.” “Does he think I am crazy?” Julie asked timidly. Sally let out a little laugh. “No honey, he doesn’t think you are crazy. It did take him a minute to believe me, but once he did, no he certainly never said you were crazy.” Julie let out a sigh of relief. At least her dad didn’t think she was nuts. But there were still some important things left unanswered, “OK, but what did he say mom? I mean, what did he say about the trying policy thing?” Sally cocked her head to the side and said slowly, “Truthfully honey he didn’t like the idea all that much at first.” Julie’s started to frown, “but, I was able to bring him around to it eventually.” Julie wasn’t sure she had heard her mother correctly. Did she say what she thought she had said? “So he is OK with it?” Julie asked. “Well, Julie, like I said, I was able to bring him around. We talked for a while about what the trying policy was all about. And honestly, neither of us had ever thought about you asking to try anything like this. But the more we thought about it, the more we agreed that it would be OK. We both agreed that since you came to us, we should go ahead and let you try it. I mean that was what the whole thing was all about.” “So, you guys are going let me try wearing diapers again?” Sally paused and looked at her daughter, “Well honey, that’s going to be up to you.” Julie was a bit confused. How was it up to her? “What do you mean it is up to me mom? I mean I already told you I wanted to.” “Oh, yes I know that sweetie. But well, it is one thing to say you want to try wearing diapers, and another thing to start doing it. And more over, if you remember, the trying policy says that your dad and I get to decide how it will work.” Julie nodded her head. Her parents had always made it clear that if she wanted to try something, it was going to be on their terms. She looked at her mom and said, “Yeah, I remember that part.” “Well good.” Sally said. “You see, it did take a bit of effort on my part to get your dad to agree to it. But he came up with an idea that he liked, and I decided it was a good one and went along with it.” “Dad came up with the idea?” Julie asked in disbelief. “What is it?” “Well, keep in mind that I agreed with it Julie. The idea is this. If you want to see what it is like to go back to wearing diapers, we’ll let you do it. But we both agreed that in order for you to find out what it is really like you are going to have to make a commitment. So if you want to wear diapers again, you have to do it on our terms. Just like the trying policy says.” Julie started thinking. She had never given any thought as to how she was going to try doing this. In her mind, she just wanted to know what it would be like to wear a diaper again. But her mom was making this sound like something more involved. “What do you mean on your terms?” Julie asked. “Well, I mean that as long as you agree to follow the rules your dad and I came up with, we will let you do it.” Julie looked a bit confused. “Well what exactly are the rules you and dad came up with?” she asked. Sally pulled her stool closer to Julies. She sat up and looked at Julie. “Well the rules are like this. First of all, if you want to do this you are going to have to commit to it for at least one week.” “Commit to it for a week?” a genuinely confused Julie asked. “What do you mean?” “I mean,” Sally answered, “if you want to try wearing diapers, you’re going to have to wear them for at least one whole week. No breaks, no backing out mid week, no changing your mind. And just so we are clear here, I am talking about 24 hours a day for seven straight days.” Sally could tell that her daughter was a bit surprised at this. So she added, “In case you are wondering why, I’ll tell you. First of all, you said you were curious about what it is like to wear diapers. Well, we want you to understand what wearing diapers is really like, and anything less than a week won’t let you do that. Second of all, I looked into what kinds of diapers I could get for you, and they don’t sell them in small quantities. It’s not like I can just run to the grocery store and pick up a pack of Huggies for teenagers. It turns out that the least I can buy is about a weeks worth. And if I am going to buy you diapers, I am certainly not going to throw them away, and I can’t give them away, so you’ll just have to wear them.” Julie didn’t know what to think. A week sounded like an awful long time. And mom sounded like she was saying that she would have to wear a diaper at all times. “Well, like what about when I go to school and stuff? Would I have to wear a diaper to school?” Julie asked meekly. “Twenty four hours a day Julie. That means you will be in diapers when you go to bed at night, diapers at breakfast, diapers at school, diapers at dinner, diapers all the time. Wearing diapers is not a part time thing honey. I mean you are either potty trained or you are not. And if you want to do this, then for at least one week we are all going to pretend that you aren’t. Plus I’m not interested in having to remember when I need to be checking your diapers and when you are not even wearing them. It’s just a lot easier for me if I know that you are wearing them all the time.” Julie started thinking about what it would be like to have to wear diapers all the time. It was a new thought for her. In her dreams, her parents just put her in a diaper. She certainly never thought of herself going to school in them. Would people be able to tell? And what did her mom mean about pretending she wasn’t potty trained? “Mom, what if people can tell? I mean, what do I say to people at school and stuff?” “Well, first of all, I really doubt that anybody will be able to tell. But if they do see that you’re wearing diaper, well it’s up to you what you want to tell them. You could always say something like you had a really bad bladder infection that you are just getting over.” Julie thought about it. Her mom might be right. She had enough baggy jeans and pants and it would be hard for anyone to tell that she was wearing a diaper. But a whole week still sounded like a long time. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. But then again, it was probably now or never. Julie quickly made up her mind. “Well mom, I mean, I never really thought about wearing it for a whole week, but if that is the only way I will get to try it, I’ll do it.” said a determined Julie. “Well good, but there are still a few more rules I need to go over.” Sally added “How many more?” Julie asked reluctantly. “Well, just two, but I would think they are pretty obvious. First, if you’re wearing diapers obviously you will have to use them. And I mean for everything, no toilets allowed. Like I said, we are all going to pretend that you’re not potty trained. The only time you will even be allowed to go into a bathroom will be to brush your teeth. Of course, you can also take a shower, but only when we say so. Second, you won’t be allowed to change yourself, either me and your dad will take care of that. And you will also have to get used to us regularly checking your diaper to see if you need to be changed.” Julie stared at her mom in disbelief. Her mom must have seen this. “Julie sweetie, don’t look so shocked. I mean if you want to try wearing diapers again, you need to see what it is really like. People who wear diapers use them, and if you want to wear diapers, you’re going to have to use them too.” Julie didn’t know what to say. All this was certainly a lot more than she had ever bargained for. It was bad enough that she would have to wear them for a week. But she had never really thought of using them. Julie tried to think of the last time she wet her pants to see if she could even remember what that was like. But she couldn’t remember. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. “Gosh mom, I don’t know. That is not exactly what I had in mind.” “Well, I imagine it is not. But honey, this is really what the trying policy is about. Truthfully, we always thought you would want to try something like smoking. I mean, some people think it is glamorous to smoke cigarettes and stuff, and we always figured that if you asked we would let you smoke a few because it would show you how yucky smoking is. So when we talked about this last night, we decided that if you want to try going back to diapers we would let you if you agreed to these rules. You want to know what it is like to wear diapers again, and there is only one way to find out and that is to really try it. Putting you in diapers for a day or something won’t work. So we came up with this.” “Well, I am not so sure this is something I would want to do mom.” “And that Julie, is why I said it was up to you.” Sally said as if making her closing argument to the jury. “Take a minute to think about it. But understand that it is now or never and these rules are not flexible.” “I don’t know mom. I mean, I really want to see what it is like and all. But what you are talking about doesn’t sound like something I want to try.” Sally had expected this. Reality is almost always disappointing compared with the ideas and dreams in our heads. “Well Julie, I would certainly understand if you said no. I mean, this is certainly not something I would ever want to do. But then again, I never had dreams about being put back into diapers! And if this is something that you have been wondering about for such a long time, maybe it would be best to see what it is really like. Otherwise you might always wonder.” Julie didn’t want to say it, but she was thinking the same thing. I mean, here was her chance. Her parents were offering to put her in diapers, which was something she had been wanting for longer than she could remember. And while the rules they had made were pretty bad, this was certainly the only chance she would get. Julie tried to think about what it would be like. She could probably handle the 24 hours a day part. But a whole week seemed like a really long time. What if somebody did notice? She would never live it down at school. The very thought terrified Julie. And the using them part… Julie decided to not even think about that. ‘We’ll cross that bridge when we get there’ Julie thought. Sally sat and watched as her little girl’s mind tossed and turned. It was obvious that Julie was thinking about it. Maybe she should help her along. “So, what do you think Julie. Are we putting you in diapers or not?” “Gosh mom, I don’t know. I mean, I want to and all, but.” “Well, Julie, let me ask you something. Are you having a hard time making up your mind?” “Yeah.” “I think you really want to say yes, but you are a little scared.” Julie looked at her mom in shock. Maybe her mom could read her mind. “Well, yeah, maybe a little scared.” “Honey listen, I really think you should do it.” “Really?” stammered a very surprised Julie. “Yes really. I mean, you obviously really want to, but you are a little scared. But you were scared to even talk to me about it and once you did it got easier didn’t it?” “Well, yeah a little bit.” “Well, I think this is kind of the same thing. It is hard to make the commitment, but once you do, it will get easier. Plus, I know you really want to see what it is like. If you don’t do it now, you will always wonder. I would much rather you figure it out now, than spend the rest of you life wondering what could have happened if you had taken the chance.” Julie bit down on her teeth and scrunched up her nose. Sally recognized that as the face her daughter made when she was building up her courage. Julie thought about the whole thing. It was kind of crazy, and certainly not how she would have wanted to do it, but it was also her only chance. The thought of having to use her diapers sent a chill down her spine, but she quickly pushed the thought out of her mind when she realized that she would never get another chance like the one before her. ‘Now or never huh?’ Julie thought to herself. ‘I have been dreaming of this for so long. But I just don’t know about the rules.’ Then somewhere deep in Julie’s conscious a question popped up, ‘if you say no now, will you ever forgive yourself?’ Julie shook her head. ‘What the heck, why not’ she said to herself. Julie took in a deep breath. “OK, I’ll do it.” She said quickly. “Are you sure?” Sally asked. “Make sure you are, because if you say yes, I’ll go buy the diapers while you are at school. And your week will start as soon as you get home.” “Yeah I’m sure mom. Like you said, it is now or never and I don’t like the sound of never.” “OK then. And honey, I am really glad you said yes.” Sally said as she touched Julies shoulder. “Now hurry up and finish getting ready for school or you will be late. I’ll drive you and go shopping after I drop you off.”

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The Trying Policy (Chapter 4)

Chapter IV

Ted had just gotten back from lunch when his phone rang. “This is Ted.” “Hi honey, it’s me.” Ted had been expecting this call. In fact he was kind of looking forward to it. He chuckled to himself and asked his wife in a cocky voice. “So who won our little bet?” There was a pause on the other end of the line, followed by what sounded like an audible sigh of defeat. “I guess you remembered about that.” Ted let out a laugh, he knew he had been right. “Oh I certainly do remember Sal, and it sure sounds like somebody lost. Don’t worry, I’ll go easy on you.” Much to Ted’s surprise he heard his wife laughing on the other end. “Nice try buster,” Sally coyly spoke, “but you lost! Your butt is mine. Oh, you are so easily fooled Ted. You really shouldn’t be so cocky. But we know how to take care of that now don’t we?” “You are kidding right?” Ted asked in disbelief. “She didn’t really agree to it?” “Oh she did. I just got back from the store, and when I get off this phone I will be putting the finishing touches on the changing table I set up in Julie’s room.” Ted knew his wife was serious, but he still couldn’t believe it. The whole idea of a week or nothing and all the other rules had been his idea. And he had come up with it mainly because he figured that Julie would never agree to it. “Wait a minute. Did you explain all the rules to her? I mean you did tell her that she…” Sally cut him off. “I told her one week, 24 hours a day, no bathrooms allowed and that only we can change her. I also added a new one. I told her that she has to get used to us checking to see if she needs to be changed.” “I can’t believe it.” Ted said in disbelief. “Well, you will believe it when you get home. And as soon as we get a chance to be alone, I will make sure you remember what happens when you lose a bet like that too.” Ted cringed. Then he spoke dejectedly, “OK, OK, you win this time. But I still can’t believe that she agreed to it.” “Well Ted, it’s like I said. I think this is something she has really wanted to try for a long time. And I told her very clearly, now or never. She was a bit unsure, more than a bit to tell you the truth. But I think her curiosity got her. Anyway, it’s a done deal. I already bought the diapers, so she’s not changing her mind now.” “Yeah, I guess so. I still can’t believe it though. Well, at least it is only for a week and not for a few years. I guess I can handle changing diapers for a week.” Julie giggled, “You always hated changing diapers. For some reason I expect your work schedule to get a bit longer this week. I have a feeling I am going to be doing most of the changing.” Ted, like his daughter earlier that day, wondered if Sally really could read his mind sometimes. “Well, um, we’ll see about that.” Ted said. “I have to get back to work, but I should be home around 5 or 6.” “We’ll see you then honey.” Sally said.

When Julie came home after school, it had completely slipped her mind that today was any different from any other Friday afternoon. She had been thinking about her speech most of the day, and wanted to tell her mom about how well it had gone. She came into the kitchen and saw her mom there. “Hi mom.” “Hello Julie how did everything go at school? Did your speech go well?” “Surprisingly well actually.” Julie started “I was kind of nervous at first, but once I got going and stuff, I relaxed and did fine. Mrs. Fisher even said I did a good job. I think I might get an A.” “That’s wonderful Julie. I knew you were a good public speaker.” Julie felt a little proud about how well everything had gone, and hearing her mom say that made her feel even better. She set her backpack down on the counter and started walking towards the fridge to get a snack. Before she got there though her mom spoke up. “Hey, before you get something to eat, we need to take care of something.” Julie was still thinking about her speech, and she couldn’t imagine what her mom was talking about. She made it to the fridge and as she opened the door she said quickly, “What do we have to take care of mom?” Her mom didn’t answer, but instead stood up and walked up to the fridge and closed the door. Then she glanced down at her daughter with a knowing look. When they made eye contact, it all came back to Julie in a heartbeat. She had totally forgotten about their conversation that morning until that very instant. Sally spoke slowly and softly. “I think somebody needs to be wearing a diaper.” Julie’s heart started pounding and her stomach did a flip. It wasn’t that she had forgotten about it, so much as she had chosen not to think about it. She found it a bit hard to know what to say. “Oh.” Julie managed to say. “Um, yeah I guess so. Are we really going to start that now?” “I said as soon as you got home we would. Don’t you remember?” “Well, yeah, now that you say so mom. I guess with my speech and all, it had kind of slipped my mind.” “Well that’s ok. But let’s get this taken care of. You can have a snack after I get you changed.” The shock of remembering about it had worn off, and Julie actually started to get a bit excited. She was finally going to do it. After all these yeahrs of wondering and dreaming, she was finally going to know. She turned to her mom. “So, how exactly is this going to work?” Julie asked uncertainly, “I mean where are we going to do this?” “I set everything up in your room. Lets head in there and I will tell you how we are going to do this.” With that, Julie and her mom headed off to her room. When Julie opened the door, she was quite surprised to see a large piece of furniture in her room that had not been there before. “What’s that mom?” “That’s your changing table honey. That is where we’ll be changing your diapers.” Julie took a look at her new “changing table”. It looked a bit like a large white desk, except that the top of it was padded, and instead of drawers it had two shelves underneath that ran about two thirds of its length. Julie glanced at the shelves. On the lower shelf, a large pile of white diapers lay neatly stacked on top of each other. On the other shelf, Julie noticed a large box of baby wipes, a bottle of baby powder and a few other bottles that she didn’t recognize. In the open area where the shelves ended, Julie spotted a large trash can that she recognized as her old diaper pail. Julie walked up closer to look at the top of the table. A small mattress sat on top. I light pink plastic sheet with little white sheep covered the mattress. The plastic sheet crinkled when Julie touched it. “Why don’t you hop up there, and we can get started.” Sally said. Julie looked back at her mom, but didn’t move. The feel of the plastic sheet on her hand and the crinkling sound it had made, brought out a feeling in Julie that she didn’t understand. She felt really excited, and really scared at the same time. She didn’t move for a second, until her mom spoke up again. “Come on, hop up.” Julie turned back to the table and saw that she would indeed have to lift herself onto the top of the table. It was certainly not very high, but a little jump was required. So she put her hands on the front edge, jumped, twisted and sat down on the padded top. As she sat, the plastic sheet made a loud crinkling noise. Julie looked down at her feet and saw that they were a good 12 inches off the ground. She shifted her weight around a bit to get comfortable. The more she moved, the move the sheet crinkled. Julie felt a bit surprised at how much she liked that noise. Sally took a look at her daughter sitting on top of her changing table, and felt a bit silly. How long ago was it that Julie was last on this thing, 12 years? Or was it more? Regardless, the purpose then was the same as the purpose now. “Ok honey,” Sally started slowly, “since this is the first time I guess I should explain a few things to you. I mean, when you were little I certainly never bothered to tell you about how I went about changing you, but now that you are older I think it is a good idea. First of all, since you are going to be in diapers all the time, we need to do our best to make sure you don’t get a diaper rash. Now, in the future, when you actually are being changed, the first thing we will have to do after we get your old diaper off is clean off your, um, how should I say this, your diaper area OK? That is what these baby wipes are for.” Sally reached under the table and pulled out the box of wipes that Julie had seen. She showed the box to Julie and than put them back under the table. “Since this is the first time though, we don’t need those. But I want you to know sweetie, that it is really important that we clean you off well. Now, when you were a baby this was certainly not a big deal, but now that you are older, well, it might be a bit uncomfortable for you at first. I mean we are going to be touching you in some places that we haven’t touched in a long time, and I am guessing that is might be a bit awkward at first. Just remember though, even though it might feel a tad weird, but I can assure you that it is a lot better than a diaper rash.” Sally placed a lot of emphasis on the word “a lot better”. She paused and looked at her daughter to see if she was following her. Julie had until now done her best to not think about this type of stuff. The thought of her mom touching her “diaper area” made her feel a bit uneasy. But, that was the price she had to pay. And while she certainly didn’t recall ever having a diaper rash, she guessed it was not something she ever wanted. ‘Besides’ she thought to her self, ‘it’s mom and it’s only for a few seconds’. She looked at her mom and nodded for her to continue. “Alright,” Sally went on, “after the baby wipes comes the nursery cream. I always used a special type of Vaseline on you, and I was happy to see it is still sold.” Sally held up a jar of Vaseline Nursery Jelly. Julie saw a cute little pink bear on the label. “This is stuff is really important for preventing rashes too. Now again, I am going to have to put this stuff in some awkward places, but it is really important.” Julie looked at her mom and nodded again. “Ok then. Last thing before we get your diaper on, is a little bit of baby power on your bottom. After that, we just fasten the tapes and away you go.” Sally paused for a brief second and tried to think if she left anything out. She mumbled to herself and then looked at her daughter again. “So, is that all clear Julie? Do you have any questions?” Julie tried to think, but it was hard. Her mind was racing, and her stomach doing flips. She couldn’t believe that this was really about to happen. She also couldn’t think of any questions. Sally continued to look at her daughter, waiting for a question. After a moment she asked. “No questions then?” Julie felt so nervous and excited at the same time that she was almost shaking. This was it. She was afraid that her voice wouldn’t work, so she just shook her head. “Well, ok then, lets get started. Go ahead and lie down for me.” Julie paused and took a deep breath. Then she swung her legs onto the table and slid across the mattress so that her head was at the very end. As she moved she again noticed how strangely comforting that crinkling sound of the plastic sheet sounded. Julie noticed that her feet hung off the end of the table a bit, so she bent her knees and put her feet on the edge. Sally saw that her daughter looked ready. She came over to the side of the table and started to unbutton Julie’s jeans. Julie started to help her mom, but Sally pushed her hands out of the way and said “Just lie still”. After she had the zipper down, she started working the jeans down Julie’s hips. But with Julie laying on her back, Sally had a hard time getting them past Julie’s rear end. She tried to think if this happened the last time she did this, and then she remembered what to do. She grabbed Julie’s two legs and lifted them in the air until Julie’s rear end came up off the mattress. Then with her free hand she pulled the jeans down to Julie’s thighs. From there it was easy. After the pants were off Sally placed them in the hamper. She came back and on seeing her daughter’s panties she remembered one last thing. “Oh, I almost forgot.” Sally said as she started taking down Julie’s panties. She repeated the same process as before, lifting Julie’s legs up. “Since you wont be needing these,” she held up the panties she had just removed from her daughter, “or any others for the next week, I went ahead and took all of them out of your drawer. I don’t want you getting confused about what you are supposed to be wearing.” she said playfully and winked at Julie. “Next Friday I will give them back, ok?” Julie looked up at her mom. She was all too aware that she was naked from the waist down and that the shirt she was wearing stopped just short of her belly button. Despite all that, she didn’t feel too terribly uncomfortable. When her mom had lifted her up by the legs, her modesty seemed to have kind of disappeared. In fact all this was starting to seem strangely familiar. As far as the underwear went, who cared if her mom had it or not, she certainly wasn’t going to be using it. “Yeah mom that’s fine.” She finally said. “Ok. Now, just another minute or so.” Sally said as she reached under the table and grabbed the first of many diapers. She looked for the end with the tapes and opened that end of the diaper. With the diaper in one hand she grabbed Julie’s legs with the other and slid the diaper underneath Julie’s rear end. Then she grabbed the nursery cream and opened the top. Sally took a deep breath and put on her business face. It had been a long time since she had done this, and Julie had been a lot smaller then. She got some cream on her fingers and started coating Julie’s inner thigh. She repeated this process with the other thigh and then moved onto Julies bottom. She was just about to put some cream on Julie’s bottom when her daughter kind of let out a little yelp and squirmed away. Sally stopped and looked at her daughter. “Sorry mom, it’s just that it really tickles. I couldn’t help it.” Julie said softly. Sally thought about how she should handle this. She had an idea. “It tickles huh? Well how about this.” And she quickly started tickling Julies tummy. Julie started laughing and squirming around on the table. Sally stopped and looked at Julie and said, “Like I said this is probably going to be a bit uncomfortable. At least at first. But lets try not to take this too seriously, OK? If it tickles, just laugh. I am sure you will get used to it over the next few days.” “OK mom.” Sally went back to work and finished with the nursery cream on the rest of Julie’s diaper area. Then she lifted her daughters’ legs up and quickly powdered her bottom. “Ok Julie, we are almost done. I just have to get your diaper on now.” Sally grabbed the front of the diaper and pulled it up between Julie’s legs. She spread out the front and happily noticed that it seemed to fit just fine. She pulled the front to the right and held it in place with one hand. With her other she grabbed the back of the diaper and pulled one of the tapes. The tape made a loud tearing noise as it opened. Sally pulled the tape and fastened it to the front of the diaper. Then she pulled the front to the left side, opened the other tape, pulled the tape around to the front and stuck it in place. She then ran her fingers just inside the leg openings of the diaper to make sure the leg gatherers were facing out. She looked down at her daughter’s diaper and felt a bit surprised at how it looked. Sally had expected her daughter to look really strange in a diaper, but to her surprise, Julie looked much the same now as the last time she had diapered her. The diaper seemed to fit well. “So how is that? Does it seem too tight or anything?” Julie didn’t want to say it, but it was almost impossible to describe how good it felt. The diaper felt pretty thick in between her legs. When she put her legs together, she could just barely make her thighs touch. Julie felt like somebody was giving her a hug, except that it never stopped. It felt great. “No mom, it seems fine” she managed to say. “Ok then. You can go ahead and jump down and get a snack if you want now.” Julie sat up on the changing table. The diaper felt even better sitting up. She looked at her mom and asked “Are you going to put my pants back on too, or should I do that?” Sally very quickly responded, “Oh, you don’t need to put your pants back on honey. You’ll be fine like that. You used to hate wearing anything over your diaper as a kid.” Julie was a bit surprised. It seemed a bit strange to not have any pants on. After all, her shirt barely came down to the top of her diaper. Looking down in fact, she noticed that it didn’t even come that far. “Mom, I am not a baby now. I would like to put my pants back on!” Julie said somewhat defensively. “Ha. Yeah, you aren’t a baby now I guess. But you sure look like one.” Sally said with a laugh. “But sorry, no pants for now.” She added firmly. “I need to get used to the fact that you are back in diapers, and I might forget it if I don’t see them. Plus it makes it a lot easier for me to check your diaper if you don’t have anything over it. Besides, nobody is going to see you. Don’t worry about it. Now come on, let’s get something to eat. I am hungry too.” Julie realized that her mom was quite serious. ‘Whatever, nobody is around’ Julie thought. With that she hopped off the changing table and started walking to the kitchen. After about 5 steps she stopped. ‘What is that noise?’ she thought. It sounded like the changing table kind of. But it had stopped. She started off for the kitchen again and the noise came back. It seemed really loud to be coming from the table. Then it hit her. ‘Oh, duh, that must be me!’ As Julie kept walking she confirmed that the noise she heard was indeed coming from her diapers. It was the plastic crinkling and rustling as she walked. She headed to the kitchen to meet up with her mom and get some lunch. Her little diaper adventure was just beginning.

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The Trying Policy (Chapter 5)

Chapter V

Sally was already in the kitchen when Julie finally got there. She turned to her daughter and said, “I am going to make a sandwich, would you like one too?” “Sure mom that would be great.” With that, Julie took a seat on one of the bar stools. The diaper made a loud noise as she sat. “What do you want to drink?” “How ‘bout some OJ?” “Sure thing. One OJ coming right up.” Sally went to the cupboard and grabbed two large glasses and poured the OJ. Then she made up a couple of sandwiches and sat down to eat with her daughter. As she was eating she looked at her daughter. Julie had a short blue top on that left her diaper completely exposed. Sally took a look at the diaper and started to giggle. Her daughter actually looked surprisingly cute. Julie heard her mom giggling. “What’s so funny mom?” “Nothing honey, it’s just that you look so cute there in your diaper and all. I was not expecting that. I kind of thought you might look a little silly, but you actually look really cute.” Lunch ended and Julie left to go watch some TV. Sally cleaned up the dishes and then started up a load of laundry. After getting the load started, Sally finished up the ironing she had and then transferred the clothes into the drier. She headed into the living room to see what Julie was up to. Julie was lying on the couch. As usual she was on her stomach, with her legs bent at the knees and her feet hanging just over her rear end. The only difference today was that she had on a diaper instead of pants. Sally again had to repress the urge to giggle at how cute Julie looked. But this time, she came up and walked over to the couch and patted Julie on the bottom. “How you doing kid?” Julie was a bit startled when her mom touched her bottom, but with the diaper on, she could barely feel it. “I am fine, why?” Julie asked. Instead of answering, Sally put her hand back on Julie’s bottom. But she was certainly not patting it this time. Julie kind of jumped as her moms hand went down between her legs. Sally kept feeling Julie’s diaper and her hand was quickly well underneath her daughter. Julie wiggled away quickly. “Mom, what are you doing?” Julie snapped in a voice that sounded like she though her mom must be crazy. Sally quickly responded “I’m checking your diaper to see if I need to change you. Don’t act so surprised Julie, you need to get used to this!” Julie thought for a second and then said, “Oh. Sorry, I didn’t mean to snap, it’s just that you caught me off guard. Besides, I’ll just let you know when I need to be changed.” “Uh, no you won’t.” Sally added firmly. “Sorry, but it doesn’t work that way Julie. You don’t get to tell me or your dad when you need to be changed. People who are not potty trained don’t do that. You will be changed only when somebody checks your diaper and decides that you need to be changed. Now if you want to make a fuss about me checking your diaper I can do it less often. I just hope you understand what that might mean. If I were you I would want me to be checking you pretty regularly.” Julie recognized her mom’s tone as that famous “I mean business” voice. But Julie felt a bit disturbed at this and went ahead and said, “But mom, what happens if I need to be changed! I don’t want to sit around in a, um, dirty diaper.” “Well Julie, I hate to break it to you, but over the next week, you are certainly going to have to do that at some point. I told you that you’re going to have to use these diapers for everything.” “No I understand that part mom, but I mean what if I need to be changed? I can’t just tell you?” “No Julie. Like I said, it doesn’t work that way. Now, I was planning on checking your diaper on a pretty regular basis, but if you are going to react like this every time I try….” Julie saw that she needed to backtrack before things got worse than they already were. “No. OK, look I’m sorry. I didn’t know it worked that way. If that is how it is, obviously I want you to check my diaper as often as you want. But I mean, what happens if I *really* need to be changed. I can’t come to you?” By the way Julie had said really, her mom understood what she meant. “Look Julie. Rules are rules. You are not allowed to ask us to change your diapers. But relax honey, I understand what you are saying. I mean let’s be realistic here. If you *really* need to be changed, just walk into the same room as me or your father. We have noses, and if you *really* need to be changed, I think it will be pretty obvious.” Julie nodded her head in agreement. “Now, are you going to let me check your diaper or what?” “No mom, go ahead.” Sally came back over to Julie and started feeling her diaper again. It was obvious that Julie was still dry. “Looks like you are fine. I’ll try to remember to check you before dinner. Now are you going to watch TV all day, or do you have some other plans?” “Well, I was thinking about going over to Becky’s house. She had something going on after school, but she might be home now. I am going to give her a call.” Turned out that Becky was home. She had had to stay late at school for some kind of meeting with one of her teachers. Becky invited Julie to come over and hang out for a bit. After she hung up the phone, Julie wondered what she would do. There was obviously no way she was going to walk over to Becky’s house without putting on some more clothes. She decided to go talk with her mom. Sally was in the living room reading some magazine. “Mom, Becky is home and she wants me to come over.” “That’s fine. Just be back for dinner at like 7:00 OK?” Julie looked at the clock. It was still a little bit before 4:30. “OK, no problem. But mom, can’t I put my pants back on? I mean, I can’t really leave the house like this.” Sally had not bothered to put down the magazine until now. As she did she took a look at her daughter and nodded slowly. “No, I wouldn’t want to leave the house like that either. Yes, yes of course. Go put your pants on and I will see you before dinner.” Becky Oakman lived just down the street, so it only took 5 minutes to walk there. Becky and Julie had been friends since the first day of kindergarten when they met. Since then, their families had become good friends and often did things together. Becky and Julie had done the same summer camps and activities together for many years now. They were, of course, best friends. During the walk over, Julie noticed that her diaper made a lot less noise with her pants on, but it still made some noise. She began to worry that Becky might hear it and ask what was going on. She tried to think of what she might say, but she didn’t have much time to think about it before she arrived. Julie had long since stopped knocking on the Oakman’s door, so when she got there she just let herself in. “Becky?” Julie called out. “I am in my room.” came a voice from down the hall. Julie headed down to Becky’s room and walked in. Becky was at her desk and had the stereo on. Julie said a silent thank you that the music would cover up any sound her diaper might make. The two girls sat down and did what they normally did, talk. They talked about boys. They talked about girls and which girls were with which boys. When they ran out of boys to discuss they went to watch some TV in the living room. On the way there, Julie certainly noticed her diaper making some noise. She kept an eye on Becky to see if she noticed anything. Just before they got to the living room Becky turned and looked at Julie’s pants. “Hey wait a second.” said Becky. Julie stopped dead in her tracks. She must have heard! “Are those new pants or something?” “No, not at all. Why?” Julie slowly asked. Becky and Julie were pretty much the same size, and had been for years. They didn’t swap clothes on a regular basis, they both agreed it wasn’t a great idea to co-mingle clother, but on rare occasions it certainly happened. And they spent enough time together that they pretty much knew each other’s wardrobe as well as they knew their own. “I don’t know, they must just look different or something. I was gonna ask when you went shopping without me.” Becky paused and looked hard at Julie’s bottom. “Hmm, whatever I think our show is on.” Julie let out a sigh of relief. She had dodged a bullet there. They watched TV for a while. Becky got up and grabbed a drink for the two of them during one of the commercials. During the next commercial Becky went to the bathroom. It wasn’t until Becky went that Julie realized that she needed to pee too. She almost started to get up and go to the bathroom too, but remembered her situation before she actually started moving. With that realization her stomach filled with butterflies. Up to this point, Julie had never really given a whole lot of thought to the idea of using her diapers. In her dreams and thoughts, all she ever imagined was wearing a diaper, not using it. And although she didn’t like to admit it, she was a bit concerned about it. When her mom had laid down the rules, Julie had intentionally not thought about the part that said she had to use her diapers. ‘We’ll cross that bridge when we get there’ she remembered thinking. Well that bridge now lay before her and the time to cross it had come. Julie knew what had to happen, but it was difficult to imagine. She started thinking about all the things that could go wrong. Would Becky be able to smell something? What if she leaked? Her instincts told her to just hold it, but Julie realized that it made no sense to try to do that. ‘Hold it until when?’ Julie realized ‘I can’t put this off for very long and I am going to have to do it eventually’ she thought. ‘What’s the point in waiting?’ So Julie made up her mind to not bother trying to hold back. ‘I’ll just ignore it and let things take care of themselves.’ she told herself. So she tried to relax and just let things happen on their own. After a few minutes nothing had happened. She realized that sitting on the couch made it hard. Pretty soon Julie really needed to pee. She decided she better do something different, so she actually tried to make things happen, but that didn’t work either. Julie started getting desperate. She had not gone since school and the pressure was actually starting to become uncomfortable. Julie had never had the biggest bladder to being with. She looked at the clock and saw that it was 6:30. Julie was starting to get desperate. She decided that maybe heading for home was the best idea. “Hey Becky, I gotta get back home for dinner. I’ll see you tomorrow.” she said suddenly as she stood up. “Oh. I thought you weren’t eating until like 7? Whatever, just call me later tonight. I have to ask you something about our math homework.” said Becky. “Sure, I’ll call you after dinner or something.” Julie walked to the door and let herself out. She had barely made it to the street before she realized her body was telling her it was time to pee, now. She instinctively tried to hold back. ‘Let me just make it home’ she thought to herself, briefly forgetting about her diapers. About half way home Julie remembered that she was wearing a diaper. ‘What am I doing?’ Julie asked herself. ‘Why I am waiting until I get home? What’s the point? I have to do this and here or there doesn’t make any difference. Besides I guess I need to start getting used to just going’. So Julie stopped walking and let out a long sigh. Once she relaxed, her body took over and started to go. Julie had no idea what to expect, but as soon as things started she was fascinated. It wasn’t an out of body experience or anything, but Julie did feel a bit surreal and detached from herself and everything seemed to go quite. Her diaper started to get really warm and she felt the warmth slowly spread between her legs and over her diaper. She sensed a small puddle of wetness right between her legs. She had really needed to go, so Julie stood there and let herself finish. After she stopped, she sensed the warmth continue to spread over a larger area of the diaper. The small puddle of liquid disappeared as it was absorbed into the diaper. The detached sensation started to fade and Julie became fully aware that she was standing on a side walk just as she had been a moment before. ‘That wasn’t so bad I guess.’ Julie told herself after a minute or so. ‘I guess I can handle that, which is a good thing, seeing how I have a week of that to look forward to.’ Julie looked down at her pants to see if there were any wet spots, but there weren’t. She ran her hands over her backside to double check, but didn’t feel any wet spots. She noticed that while the diaper still felt warm, it seemed to get drier by the minute. Julie decided that wetting her pants wasn’t going to be as big of a deal as she had feared just a couple of minutes ago. She started walking again. Her diaper did feel noticeably heavier and it seemed to have expanded and become even bulkier between her legs. By the time she got home, the diaper felt almost the same as when it was dry, just warmer and bigger. When she walked in the front door her, she saw her mom in the kitchen getting dinner ready. She knew Dad was home because she had seen his car in the driveway, but he wasn’t in the kitchen. Julie said hello to her mom. “Hey Julie. Your back a bit early, dinner won’t be ready for another half hour or so.” “I know.” said Julie. She almost started to say that she came home early because she had to go the bathroom, but then she remembered what her mom had said earlier. She knew she needed to be changed but she didn’t want to ask because she knew what that meant. Luckily for Julie, Sally was a smart one. She thought for a second, ‘why would Julie come home early’ and quickly put two and two together. “Well, I just need to do a couple more things and then dinner will just need to cook for a bit. Why don’t you take your pants off again, so I can check your diaper?” Sally said in a very matter of fact tone. Julie couldn’t believe how her mom could say something like that like it was no big deal. It had barely been a few hours and already her mom talked about taking her pants off and checking her diaper like she did it every day. At the same time, Julie wasn’t about to object because she really did need to be changed. The sooner she took her pants off and her mom checked her, the sooner that would happen. So Julie headed off to her room. On the way there she heard her dad in the backyard mowing the grass. When Julie got to her room she unbuttoned her pants and slid them off. She stepped over to her full length mirror and took a look at herself. The shirt she was wearing came down just below her belly button, which left her a full view of the diaper. Most of the diaper was still white, but the part between her legs had just a slight yellow tint that could be seen though the plastic lining. She turned around and looked at her bottom and saw that part of the diaper there was also wet. She turned back around and took a longer look at herself. Her mom had said she looked cute, but Julie wasn’t sure she totally agreed. Her slim waist and flat stomach looked fine, but the diaper made her rear look a lot bigger than it was. Still, from the front she didn’t look all that bad. She could see what her mom meant by cute too. She did look cute, just like somebody at Halloween dressed up like a baby. All she need were some pigtails and a pacifier. The big difference she told herself was that her diaper was not part of a costume, it was wet, and she was (hopefully) about to be changed into a dry one. She started feeling a bit silly staring at herself standing around in a wet diaper so she walked back to the kitchen. Julie walked to the kitchen and watched as Sally put the lid on a large pot and wiped off her hands. Sally turned and saw that Julie was on the other side of the counter, standing and looking at her. She walked over to the other side of the counter and looked at her daughter. “Oh good, you took your pants off already. Now let’s see how you’re doing.” And with that she placed her hand on Julie’s lower bottom and began feeling her diaper. “Well, looks like somebody wet their diaper finally. Good.” Sally said as she looked at the front of her Julie’s diaper. “I’d say you are ready for a change. Let’s take care of that while the food is cooking.” Julie wondered what her mom meant when she said ‘good’. So she asked. “Well I was a bit worried that you might try to hold it too long or something since you were at Becky’s. You really don’t want to do that ‘cause you can end up with a bladder infection or something. Plus if you hold back to long, and pee too much, your diaper might leak. Just do like you did, and make sure you go when you need to. Now let’s get you changed.” ‘I better remember that’ Julie told herself. The two of them walked back to Julie’s room. Julie walked up to the changing table and leaned against it. “Don’t just stand there, hop up.” Sally said as she walked over. Julie hopped onto the changing table and lay down. Sally leaned over and pushed the bottom of Julie’s shirt up a bit to keep it out of the way. Then she reached under the table and grabbed the box of wipes and a clean diaper. She set the box of wipes on the mattress and placed the diaper on Julie’s chest. Julie started thinking to herself ‘well, this is going to be the first of many diaper changings. I guess I better get used to it’. She lay back and started looking around. Soon she began staring at the ceiling directly over her head and noticed the small glow-in-the-dark stars she had put up last year. It was the first time in a long time she had seen them without it being dark. She only sort of vaguely noticed her mom undoing her wet diaper. Sally quickly began un-taping Julie’s diaper. Once it was untapped, she left it in place and grabbed the clean diaper from Julie’s chest. She noticed her daughter staring at the ceiling. “What you looking at honey?” Sally asked as she opened the backside of the clean diaper. She grabbed Julie’s legs with one hand and lifted her bottom up. With her other hand she slid the clean diaper under Julie. This was a little trick she had remembered from Julie’s younger days, always put down a clean diaper before the dirty one came off. “I was just looking at the stars on my ceiling. I hadn’t seen them in the light in a long time.” Julie said as her mom lifted her legs up again and removed her wet diaper. Her mom put her back down and left her uncovered. “That’s funny.” Sally said as she rolled up the wet diaper and tossed it in the diaper pail. “You used to always stare at the ceiling when I changed you. But there were no stars back then.” Sally opened the box of baby wipes and took out a couple. She started to wipe Julie’s bottom off but as soon as the wipe touched Julie’s skin, her daughter let out a gasp. “Oh my gosh that’s cold!” Julie exclaimed as she looked at her mom with wide open eyes. “Eww, sorry about that. Let me warm it up on your calf, its not nearly as sensitive.” Five seconds later Sally started again. “Better?” she asked. “Much better, yeah.” Julie said. Sally quickly wiped Julie down. She put the box of wipes away and took out the nursery cream. She began putting it on and Julie started laughing. “Oh my gosh mom, it tickles even worse than before.” Julie squealed. “Well, sorry but I am not stopping.” Sally said as she continued her work. “I assure you that you really want me to use this stuff. Try to hold still please.” Julie did her best not to squirm, but it took real effort. Soon enough, her mom stopped and put the cream back on the shelf under the changing table. Then she grabbed the baby powder and sprinkled some on. Julie started looking at the stars on the ceiling again. Her mom set down the baby powder and then pulled the diaper up between Julie’s legs and spread it out over her lower tummy. She spread the front sides and then held it in place with one hand while the other hand grabbed the back of the diaper. Julie heard a loud tearing sound as her mom opened the tape and fastened down the left side of the diaper. Then she felt her mom gently pull the front of the diaper to the right. She heard the other tape open and felt the diaper tighten around her as her mom pulled the side to the front and firmly taped it in place. With a quick motion Sally ran her fingers underneath the leg openings and along the sides to smooth out and bunches. “How’s that feel?” Sally asked. Julie immediately noticed how different it felt to be back in a dry diaper. This once seemed a bit more snug then last time, which made it feel even better. “Perfect mom,” Julie said as she glanced down at the white diaper between her legs. “It seems to feel a tiny bit better actually. Like it fits better than the last one or something.” “Well, I am a little out of practice when it comes to diapering you, so I am not surprised to hear that. But it’s starting to come back. By tomorrow and I imagine this will become routine for me again. Well, you’re all set. I need to get back to the kitchen and make sure nothing is burning. Why don’t you come down and set the table for me?” “Sure mom.” Julie remarked as she hopped down from the changing table. Sally had just about made it to the door when Julie asked her a question. “Mom, can I put my pants back on now? Or do I have to go around in just a diaper still?” Sally looked at her daughter and paused to think. “Well honey, part of it is that I need to remember to check your diaper and seeing it really helps. And honestly it’s really hard to check your diaper when you are wearing pants. They are too tight to really be able to check you like I need to and you can’t take them on and off easily, so I’d really prefer it if you didn’t wear them.” “Well, what if I wear something like some boxers?” Julie suggested “They are loose and stretchy enough that it shouldn’t be a problem to check me. And if you need to take them off it only takes a second.” “That’s not a bad idea honey.” Sally stopped and thought for a second. “Tell you what, for the time being let’s stick with just diapers. Give me a day or two to get used to you being in diapers again and having to check you and then we can see about some boxers. OK?” Julie let out a sign. It was better then nothing. “OK.” Julie’s diaper crinkled loudly as the two of them walked back to the kitchen. Julie started to set the table as her mom checked on the progress of dinner. By the time Julie finished setting the table, Ted had finished mowing the lawn and came back inside. Julie started to get a bit nervous. She suddenly felt extremely self conscious about wearing just a diaper. What would her dad say?

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The Trying Policy (Chapter 6)

Chapter VI

When Julie got down to the kitchen, her dad was there washing his hands. From the looks of him, he had just finished mowing the grass. He saw Julie come in. “Hey there kid-o, how did the speech go today?” Julie wondered how he was going to react to seeing her wearing just her shirt and diaper, but he seemed to be acting like nothing was out of the ordinary. “It went fine dad.” “Well, looks like you and mom talked this morning. Guess I’ll need to remember to check your diaper from time to time.” Ted said as if talking about the weather. Julie realized that this was the first time her dad had said anything at all about this whole little diaper experiment she had started. She was partly astonished and partly relieved to note that he had just said that with his normal matter of factness. Julie was about to answer, when her mom beat her to it. “You and me both Hon. I just changed her though, so she should be ok until bedtime I think. Dinner is just about ready, so why don’t you two wash up and sit down.” Julie and her dad did just that. She still felt a bit awkward wondering around the house in her diaper. This diaper seemed to crinkle even more than the last one. A few minutes later they were all sitting down. After dinner, Julie headed up to her room to start working on her homework. She plowed through her biology chapter, and then started the small math assignment she had. She was about halfway done when she remember to call Becky. Julie got up and walked over to the phone. On the way, she noticed that she needed to go to the bathroom. She naturally started walking in that direction and made it about 5 steps before she remembered. She stopped dead in her tracks as her memory told her ‘I’m not allowed to go there.’ It was a very strange feeling indeed. Julie needed to go to the bathroom, and it wasn’t to pee. She looked again at the bathroom. Then she turned and looked back to her room. Julie suddenly started to worry. After another moment, she turned around and walked back into her room closing the door behind her. She started wondering what she had done. The need to go began to build. She started pacing the room, not sure what to do. She saw the phone and decided to call Becky. She was stalling, and she knew it. Becky picked right up. The two of them chatted for a few minutes, and then got down to business. Becky and Julie had a long agreement: Julie helped Becky with math, and Becky would help Julie with English. It worked out really well, as they each had their strong points academically. Unfortunately for Julie, Becky didn’t need much help tonight. Sooner than Julie had hoped for, Becky said goodnight and hung up. Julie found herself alone in her room again, needing to go more than when she had started talking to Becky. She sat down on her bed. She knew what had to happen, but couldn’t believe that she had to do it. Julie started to wonder if she might have made a big mistake. It was bad enough to have to wet your pants, but what about…. ‘Why didn’t I think about this’? Julie thought to herself. She had intentionally pushed the idea from her mind when her mom had laid down the rules. ‘Why do I always ignore the bad things?’ she asked herself. ‘I can’t believe I am going to have to…. The thought was so strange, so crazy that Julie couldn’t even bring herself to say it to herself. But she knew all too well that it wasn’t going to go away. ‘There’s no way. I couldn’t actually…. Again she found herself unable to say it. Julie started to get really worried. Her stomach started doing flips and she finally realized she was breathing really quickly. ‘OK, get a hold of yourself already!’ she thought. She stood up and took a long breath. She took another and started trying to think positively. ‘OK, what’s done is done’ Julie thought to herself. She started actually talking, muttering really, to herself. “I should have thought about this, but I didn’t and, well, now it’s too late. So what am I going to do, freak out about it? No. No, that’s not going to help. What does dad say about this stuff, “Learn to accept the consequences of your actions.” Well, I know what has to happen, and it’s not like I can put it off forever.” Julie took a look at the clock, and saw that it was already 9:00. Her parents would be going to bed soon. Her mom had told her dad that she should be ‘ok’ until bedtime, so that probably meant that somebody would check her diaper before they went to sleep. “Well, in that case, I would be better off going now. I mean, I don’t want to go after they check me and head to bed.” In Julie’s mind a little trail started taking place. On the one side was some 12 years of potty training and avoiding “accidents” combined with the horror related to the thought of actually doing it. On the other side her body was telling her that she really needed to go and the unquestionable logic that if she was going to go it was better to go now, followed by the simple and undisputable fact that she didn’t have a choice anyhow. When she realized that it was not a matter of “if” but “when” the trail ended. The jury returned a unanimous verdict in favor of the only real option. Julie took a deep breath and finally managed to say it. “I’m going to have to just poop my pants.” Just saying it seemed to help a tiny bit. She tried again, “That’s it, I’ll just poop my pants.” Julie took a deep breath and continued muttering to herself again. “Poop my diaper actually.” Julie corrected herself. “Good point. I am not wearing any pants. I’m wearing a diaper, and people expect you to poop in your diaper. Heck I don’t even have a choice really.” There was no denying that that much was true. ‘It’s not like I’m about to ruin my favorite pants or do anything wrong or bad.’ she thought to herself as she turned and looked at the girl wearing a diaper in the mirror. She signed and accepted her fate. ‘All right. No sense in waiting, let’s get it over with’. Julie actually realized that she couldn’t hold back much longer anyway. If she hadn’t been wearing a diaper, she would be pretty much running for a bathroom by now. She took a deep breath and tried to think how to best go about this. Should she sit down like she was on the toilet? She looked at her desk chair. It only took two seconds before she realized that wouldn’t really work. She turned around and saw her changing station. Seeing the stacks of clean diapers helped her remember that dirty diapers all eventually get changed, and clean ones get put on. Maybe this wasn’t as big of a deal as she was making it out to be. She decided to just do it right there. And so, standing there in her room, looking at her new changing station Julie filled her diaper for the first time in well over a decade. She had no idea what to expect, but even still, the sensation surprised her. That same surreal detached feeling came over her as things started happening. It seemed as if someone placed a balloon in her diaper and slowly inflated it. The balloon started off very small, and then began to push against her diaper. When the diaper ran out of room, the balloon began to force her cheeks apart slightly. The balloon grew quickly, spread out over part of her bottom and then stopped. Julie felt a lot better. First and foremost, the need was gone. But perhaps more importantly, it had not been as bad as she thought it was going to be. ‘In fact’ she thought ‘it really wasn’t that big of a deal at all.’ With everything finally finished, Julie come out of her fog, and she realized that she was standing in the middle of her room. She still had a couple of math problems left. She tried to walk over to her desk. The load in her diaper felt a bit awkward, and she kind of waddled. When she got there, she realized that sitting down wasn’t going to be a good idea. She decided to try lying down on her bed, so she grabbed her book and waddled over. She managed to lie down on her stomach without any problems, but found that she needed to spread her legs apart a bit to get comfortable. ‘I just hope somebody checks my diaper soon.’ She said as she tired to get back into her math assignment. Luckily for Julie, about 15 minutes later her mom opened the door and walked in. Julie looked up from her math book and was about to say that she needed to be changed, when she remember what her mom had said earlier. She kept quite. Sally had been planning on checking her daughter’s diaper. She would be heading for bed soon, and she wanted to make sure Julie’s diaper was clean before she did so. “Hey honey,” Sally said as she walked over to the bed. “I’m going to head for bed soon, so I just wanted to check you diaper one last time.” She was about to put her hand on Julie’s bottom to check, when she realized that wouldn’t be necessary. Sally knew a dirty diaper when she smelled one. “Uh-oh.” Sally said in a tone Julie hadn’t heard her mom use since her little 5 year old cousins had visited. “I think I smell a dirty diaper. Did somebody poop their pants?” Sally looked at Julie and waited for an answer. Julie was a bit surprised to hear her mom talk to her like that. It took her a few seconds before she figured out that her mom was waiting for her to answer the question, and then another few to figure out what to say. “Uh, yea I … I did.” Julie finally managed. “Well,” Sally continued in the same cooing tone “that’s ok honey. Good thing you’re wearing a diaper, or you might have made a real mess.” She paused, then walked over to the changing and patted the plastic covered mattress. “Let get you changed. Come on hop up.” Julie slowly got up and waddled to the changing table. Why was her mom talking to her like she was 5? And what was she talking about with this whole ‘real mess thing’? Her mom made it sound like she would have pooped herself even if she wasn’t wearing a diaper. She hopped up and proceeded to lie down. Her mom grabbed the baby wipes, set them down next to Julie’s stomach, and started taking off the tapes of her diaper. Her mom pulled the front of the diaper down and slid the diaper out from under her. Then a baby wipe came out and did some work. Suddenly, everything stopped. “You know what honey?” Sally asked, using her normal voice again. “Why don’t you hop in the shower real quick? It’s really better for you to wash off. We don’t want you getting a diaper rash.” Julie hopped down from the changing station and headed for the shower. She normally showered before she went to bed, so this was pretty much the same as any other night. As she was showering off, she heard to toilet flush from her mom and her dirty diaper. As her mom walked by on the way out of the bathroom she said. “When you finish your shower, brush your teeth and then I’ll come back up and get you diapered and ready for bed.” Julie never liked long showers, and about 10 minutes later she found herself on her back, staring at the small glow in the dark stars on the ceiling while her mom diapered her. Sally had put an extra thick layer of nursery jelly, saying it was important since her diaper might be wet for a while during the night. Julie stopped staring at the stars and looked down as her mom pulled the diaper up between her legs and started taping it into place. When the tapes were all fastened, Sally ran her fingers just inside the leg openings to make sure the diaper wasn’t bunched up. As she did this, she looked at Julie and said “Just making sure the leg gatherers are facing the right way. We don’t want you to leak during the night.” Julie was about to get up, but before she started to move her mom asked her another question. “Which pajamas do you want tonight? Penguins or cows?” Julie wasn’t a crazy a fashion girl, but she did take great pride in her collection of pajamas. She loved wearing them, and always picked out the cutest patterns she could find. Julie preferred the two piece sets, she never really liked wearing “nities.” They were all of a soft cotton or flannel material that felt extra snuggly on cold mornings. Usually they were some pastel color, typically pink or blue but sometimes yellow or even white, and they always had some kind of cute animal too. Her current favorites were a blue pair with ice skating penguins, and a pink set with dancing cows. “Penguins” Julie said, sounding more like an excited 6 year old girl than herself. Sally turned around and opened the top drawer of the dresser. She fished around for a second and then pulled out the pajamas. She slipped the pants over Julie’s feet and pulled them up and then over the diaper. Then Sally handed the top to Julie. “I only handle the pants. You’re in charge from the waist up.” She said with a wink. Julie sat up on the crinkling plastic changing pad, and slipped off her shirt. She pulled the pajama top over her head, and hopped down to the ground. Her diaper came up past the top of her pajama pants, and the top didn’t come down much farther than her belly. As such, there was about an inch of white diaper that was there for all to see. Sally took a look at her daughter and said to herself that despite being 15 years old, Julie still looked like a really cute toddler. The diaper didn’t even seem all that out of place with the pajamas. She reached down and firmly patted her daughters diapered behind. “Night sweetie. I’ll be sure to check your diaper in the morning, and I expect it to be wet. I know you usually use the bathroom in the night, so just go ahead. I don’t want you getting sick cause you tried to hold it too long.” Julie knew her mom was right. She had had problems wetting the bed when she was younger. It wasn’t until she learned to wake up in the night that she managed to stay dry. “OK mom, I will.” “Night sweetie, I love you.” Sally said as she closed the door. Julie took a look at the clock and decided to head for bed. The couple of math problems left could wait until class the next day. As she went to turn out the light she stole a glance at herself in the mirror. The pajamas looked ever cutter with her diaper showing she decided. She turned and looked at herself from the back. Her bottom did look a bit bigger, but the top of her diaper made it obvious why. ‘Much cutter’ she said to herself as she turned out the light. Julie diaper crinkled loudly as she walked to bed and climbed in. As she lay there she noticed how the diaper felt snug and secure. Her last thoughts as she drifted to sleep were of the glowing stars on the ceiling.

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The Trying Policy (Chapter 7)

Chapter VII

When Julie woke up in the morning, she hopped out of bed and headed for the kitchen. Her parents were already up, but she didn’t see them right away. She grabbed some OJ out of the fridge and poured herself a glass. Then she grabbed a banana and headed into the living room. She fired up the computer there, so she could check her e-mail. While the computer was booting up, she heard her dad come in the sliding glass door from the back yard. As he walked into the house, he noticed Julie sitting at the computer, still in her pajamas. “Morning Julie. How you feeling this morning?” “Fine.” “How did last night go? You able to sleep ok?” her asked curiously. Julie wasn’t exactly sure what he meant. She had slept just fine, just like normal. “Yea, I slept fine. Why?” “Oh, I was just wondering if you were able to sleep well wearing a diaper again and all.” Julie hadn’t exactly forgotten she was wearing a diaper, but she wasn’t actively thinking about it either. Her father’s statement brought back her memories from last night. She now remembered waking up in the night needing to pee. In her half-asleep state she had even gone as far as getting out of bed, before she remembered the diaper she had on. Being half asleep, she thought, ‘Oh yea, I can just go,’ and so she did right then and there. She crawled back into bed without ever fully waking up, and fell back asleep as her head hit the pillow. When she had gotten up this morning, she knew she was wearing a diaper, but hadn’t even notice that it was wet. She was about to take a look at her diaper, just to make sure her memories weren’t another dream, when she heard the screen door again. This time it was her mom. “Honey” she said in Ted’s direction. “Have you checked her diaper yet?” “Oh, I was just about to do that.” Ted said as he started walking to Julie. Sally stopped him. “No, I’ll do it. The stupid sprinkler in the back corner just broke. I need you to fix it. It’s supposed to be warm today, and my ferns will wilt if they don’t get water.” “You mean the sprinkler by the Dinmore’s house?” Ted asked. “No.” Sally said as she walked over to Julie. As she kept talking she pulled the waist of Julie’s pajamas pants open and stuck her hand inside. “The ferns are next to the Sander’s house.” Julie felt her mom’s hands between her legs. “It’s the same sprinkler line that came apart last month, remember?” “Yea, I remember. I’ll go take a look at it.” “Thanks honey. And you,” Sally said turning to Julie “need to be changed, your diaper is totally wet. Let’s go.” Julie hadn’t even logged on to her e-mail account yet, but she stood up and walked off to her room. She was already on the changing table when her mom came in. A minute later, her pajama bottoms were on the floor, her diaper was off and her mom was cleaning her off with a second baby wipe. Julie lay back and looked at the ceiling again. She noticed a new patch of stars off in a corner of the ceiling. Sally finished cleaning and powdering and set about taping a fresh diaper in place. She pulled the front of the diaper and spread it out over her daughter’s midriff. She pulled the tapes open and pasted them to the front, securing the diaper in place. She did one last visual, and pronounced her work complete. “There you go.” “Thanks mom.” Julie said as she hopped down. She didn’t bother asking her mom if she would have the pajamas pants back on, instead choosing to just head back to the computer room with her diaper fully exposed. Mom would say no anyhow she figured. Julie sat down and started catching up on e-mails. She finished her OJ and banana and then started typing a few of her own. She had just finished sending her last one when her dad came back in. He had some dirty sprinkler parts in his hand. “The things busted.” He declared to Julie. “I’ll have to go to the store and pickup a new part. Your mom will freak out if her ferns wilt. You want to come to the store with me?” “Sure, let me just log out.” “Uh, you might want to put some clothes on too.” He quipped sarcastically. “I don’t know if going to the hardware store dressed like that is such a good idea.” “Gee thanks dad, I wouldn’t-a thought of that” Julie responded using her best Forest Gump imitation. It took Julie a minute to get dressed. She was going to wear some shorts, and even put them on, before she realized that her diaper was almost visible out the bottom. She decided on a longer skirt instead. Once dressed, she and her dad hopped in the truck and bounced over to the hardware store. Julie’s family lived a bit outside of town and it took them a good 20 minutes to get to there. Julie followed her dad around the store looking for parts. Fortunately the store was noisy, because Julie’s diaper crinkled under the loose fitting skirt. They found the part, paid their way and headed for home. On the way back, Julie’s dad asked her the question she knew was coming. “Why?” “I don’t know dad. I really don’t. It’s just that I have been wondering about this for literally my whole life. I have always had these dreams at night and recently I started having them a lot. And I just kept wondering and wondering. I guess I finally decided I didn’t want to wonder anymore.” “Well, yea I know you have always been curious. You hated it when you didn’t know everything when you were a kid.” “Yea, but this is different. I don’t know how to explain it. I mean, sure I always wondered what I was getting for Christmas, and I hated not knowing. But I never had dreams about that stuff. This was just like, the most curious I have ever been about something. I just, well…” she trailed off. “You just what?” “I just have always been too afraid to find out. I mean, I don’t need anybody to tell me this whole thing is really weird. I mean, I can’t imagine that anybody ever feels like this. Who on earth has ever wondered what it is like to wear diapers?” Julies voiced dropped a bit, and her next sentence sounded more like a question than a statement. “I always was afraid I was a freak.” “Well, kid-o I got news for you. You’re not a freak. Heck the only freaks out there are the nut jobs who live their life the same way every day and don’t have anything odd about them at all. Those are the folks you gotta watch out for.” “That’s kind of what mom said.” Julie said a bit surprised. “Gee Julie, now where do you think she got that idea?” Ted said in a Forest Gump voice of his own. The rest of the morning went by quickly. Julie helped her dad in the yard a bit, although she mainly just stood around and watched. Sally got a bit of a laugh when she came out and saw the two of them at work. They were both on their knees looking at the sprinkler trying to see if some valve was open or closed. As a result of her bent over position, Julie’s skirt had come up enough to expose her diaper to the world. Good thing the back yard was fenced. When sprinkler duty was over, Julie and her dad came back in. Sally gave Ted a little stare, and he picked up the hint. A second later, Julie’s skirt was up for a quick diaper inspection. Ted took a look, patted her bottom and pronounced her fine. Sally suggested they go out for lunch, since she didn’t feel like cooking anything. There were no complaints. As they were leaving Julie finally needed to pee. She was a bit worried since they were about to leave the house. But then she remembered how well the diapers had done yesterday at Becky’s when she had to go a lot worse. ‘Besides, I need to get used to just going when I need to.’ She told herself. Julie ended up wetting herself while they were waiting for Ted to find his keys. When he finally found them (out by the sprinkler) they hopped in the car. By the time they got to the restaurant, Julie’s diaper felt pretty much like normal. On the way home she wet herself again, and the diaper really swelled up. Unlike after the first wetting, the diaper stayed somewhat wet, and Julie could tell she really needed to be changed. She just hoped somebody would check her diaper when they got home. Unfortunately for Julie, mom decided to make a quick detour to the grocery store. The three of them all went inside, and Julie waddled along as best she could. While they were waiting in the check out like, her mom noticed she was walking a bit strange. “Julie do you need to be changed?” Sally said, as if asking her for the time. Julie couldn’t believe her mom had asked her that in public. The woman in front of them had to have heard, but fortunately paid no attention. Sally looked at her daughter waiting for an answer. “Yea.” Julie shyly said. “I’ll change you as soon as we get home.” She replied. This time, the woman in front shot a confused glance over her shoulder at Julie. Julie’s face reddened and she looked at her shoes. She hadn’t been so embarrassed in a very long time. Ten minutes later, Julie was on the changing table and Sally was untaping her wet diaper. “Mom, that woman at the grocery store totally heard you talking about changing my diaper.” Julie said a bit concerned. “So what? Did you know her or something?” Sally replied a bit surprised as she lifted the wet diaper out from under Julie. She grabbed a baby wipe and started cleaning. “No, I didn’t know her, but…” “But what? Who cares? Besides, I told you, this week we’re all going to pretend you’re not potty trained. And ‘all’ includes you, so I suggest you get used to it. I’m not going to go around advertising the fact that you are wearing diapers, but I am not going to turn this into some kind of Top Secret operation either.” Julie was smart enough to know when her mom was not interested in hearing different opinions. Apparently, this was one of those times. “Well, I guess I don’t care about strangers, but can you please be careful? I mean what if somebody we know was there?” Sally paused and looked down at her daughter. “Honey, if there is somebody around, I will try to use some basic discretion. But you need to accept the fact that you’re wearing diapers again. And if that means some stranger hears me asking if you need to be changed, then that’s what it means.” Julie gave up. Hopefully there wouldn’t be too many more incidents like that. Sally finished her cleaning, and spread out a new diaper under Julie’s bottom. She quickly pulled up the front, and taped the diaper into place. The rest of the afternoon went by. She was watching T.V. in the living when Becky called and said that a group of friends were all going to see a movie tomorrow afternoon. Julie asked her mom if she could go to, and got a nod of approval. A few minutes after she hung up with Becky, Julie needed to go potty again, the messy kind of potty. She had a quick moment of anxiety but a few deep breaths helped her relax. She thought about last night and tried to convince herself that it wasn’t that bad. It took a minute or two for her to calm down. She thought about trying to hold off, but then reconsidered. ‘Heck, mom keeps saying that we are all going to pretend I am not potty trained.’ She thought to herself. ‘I guess I really should try to do the same. Maybe I should just relax and see what happens’. She tried her best to not hold back at all. Nothing happened. Julie decided that it felt too weird standing there in the living room trying to poop her pants. She headed to her room for a bit of privacy. Once inside she closed the door. Being alone helped her relax and she concentrated trying not to hold back. She walked over to her window and looked out on the street below. Doing so helped her relax a bit more. Somewhat suddenly, Julie started filling her pants. It actually took her by surprise since she wasn’t trying to do anything. She felt the little balloon begin to grow between her legs and soon spread out over her bottom. Julie stood there, looking out the window somewhat amazed as things happened. She couldn’t believe that without any effort on her part, her body had naturally taken control and in no time flat she had a poopy diaper. ‘That really wasn’t that bad.’ Julie told herself when everything was finished ‘I wonder if this is what it’s like to be a baby?’ She figured it had to be. And while the feeling was a bit strange, it was also somewhat comforting. It was nice to know that things could take care of themselves. She decided to try her best to just let things happen for the rest of the week. ‘I wanted to know what its like, so I guess I really ought to find out.’ She decided to look for her mom. Hopefully mom would smell that she needed to be changed. She found her mom in the kitchen working on dinner. Sally only needed about a minute before she looked at her daughter and said, “Hey, did somebody poop her pants again?” It was that same tone from last night. She walked over to Julie, lifted up her skirt, and looked at her bottom. “I thought so. Get upstairs and I’ll be up in a second to change your diaper.” Julie ended up back in the shower just like last night. This time her mom waited for her to get out. She was back in a clean diaper in no time. Dinner came and went, and Julie watched a movie with her parents afterwards. When the movie was over, her parents said they were going to turn in for the night. Julie was a bit tired herself, so she headed to the bathroom to brush her teeth. While she was brushing, her dad came into the bathroom. “Mom wanted me to see if you needed to be changed.” He said, slightly lifting up her shirt and examining her diaper. “Looks like you could use a change.” Julie looked down and saw that he was right. It was only then that she remembered wetting herself during the movie. Dad disappeared, and mom came up and changed her diaper. Just like last night, after her diaper had been snuggly taped into place, her mom put her in her pajama pants. When the light was off, Julie looked up at the stars and soon drifted off to sleep.

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The Trying Policy (Chapter 8)

Chapter VIII

Julie woke up with a wet diaper again. She foggily remembered waking up in the middle of the night, as usual, but this time she hadn’t bothered getting out of bed. Instead, she had told herself ‘just let things happen’. She vaguely remembered starting to wet her diaper. She didn’t remember finishing, or much of anything else. She hadn’t really ever fully woken up. While she was eating breakfast, her mom came over and checked her diaper. “Looks like you wet the bed again. Good thing you were wearing a diaper. Finish up your breakfast. I am going to take a quick shower and get ready for church.” Julie was a bit surprised that her mom hadn’t said anything about changing her. Every other time her mom had checked her and pronounced her in need of a change, she had been changed immediately. But when she finished her breakfast, she could hear her mom in the shower. Her diaper was really wet as she often had to pee a lot during the night (hence the need for her trips to the bathroom normally). Julie couldn’t think of anything she could do other than wait. About 15 minutes later her mom came out of her room dressed for church. “Come on, let’s change your diaper so you can get ready too.” Julie was happy to comply. Julie was slowly getting used to having her diaper changed. Things didn’t tickle as much as they had, and her mom was getting faster with each change. Julie spent most of her time staring at the ceiling. This morning was no different. To her surprise, Julie found another small patch of stars she didn’t remember. Soon enough, Julie had a nice dry diaper. She put on her favorite church dress and glanced in the mirror. The dress was a loose fitting sun dress. Julie was a bit concerned that somebody might be able to tell she was wearing a diaper if they looked at her bottom closely. She had made up her mind to change into something else when her mom came into her room. “Good, you’re dressed. We need to go right now or will be late.” Julie really wanted to change, but it was too late. ‘Well, I’ll be sitting down most of the time anyway’ she decided. They got there just before the service started, and quickly found a seat. Julie was happy to sit down. The church was really quite, and she was worried that her diaper was loud enough that everyone could hear it. When the service finished, the congregation got up and began to file out. There was lots of noise, so Julie didn’t worry about people hearing her diaper. She also didn’t hear Sarah come up from behind her. Suddenly a finger poked her in the side, just below the top of her diaper, making an audible crinkling sound. Julie jumped and spun around. “Oh my gosh, I got you so bad!” Sarah giggled. “What are you so jumpy about?” Sarah and Julie had been friends for at least 5 years. They went to the same school, and had been in Sunday school classes for as long as they could remember. They had a long running game of sneak-up-behind-the-other-person and scare them. “Oh, I am going to have to work hard to get you back for that one!” Julie replied. She didn’t mention the reason she had jumped so badly. Had Sarah heard? ‘She only touched my diaper for a second. It should feel like regular underwear right?’ If Sarah had noticed anything, she certainly wasn’t saying anything about it. The two girls chatted briefly, and then Sarah said good bye, her parents were walking out the door. On the way back from church they stopped at their usual Sunday brunch spot. The line was a bit longer than normal and they waited almost 30 minutes for a table. Julie’s family had been coming here every Sunday for as long as she could remember. Julie didn’t even bother looking at the menu anymore. She had a few different favorites, but today seemed like a blueberry pancake day. By the time they had sat down and ordered Julie needed to pee. ‘Just let things happen’ she told herself. But she found it hard to pee sitting there with her parents. Eventually the food came and Julie forgot about needing to pee. Her mom was a notoriously slow eater. Julie had finished and her mom was only about half done. She felt the need to pee again, and tried to just relax. Eventually Julie’s body managed to relax, things took care of themselves and Julie soon had a wet diaper. About 20 minutes later they were back home. Julie was a bit surprised when her mom and dad both started putzing around the house. Nobody had bothered to check her diaper. Julie waited a few minutes, and eventually gave up. Her diaper wasn’t too wet to begin with, and by now she could hardly tell any difference. She went upstairs and changed into her normal clothes. A few hours went by. Julie had actually wet herself again, twice in fact, and her diaper was now really soaked. She needed to leave in about 30 minutes to go over to Becky’s house for the movie. Maybe she should remind her parents. She found her mom in the laundry room. “Mom, I need to be heading over to Becky’s soon for the movie. It starts at 4:30.” “OK honey. Have a good time.” Julie couldn’t believe it. She was about to try again when she remembered what her mom had said about asking to be changed. Maybe she could try dad. She turned and started walking away. Her moms voice stopped her. “Julie” she exclaimed “you wet your pants!” ‘Finally’, Julie thought. ‘Wait a minute, how could she tell?’ “Oh honey, come here.” Her mom continued, sounding genuinely sorry. “Didn’t your dad change your diaper when we got home?” “No, nobody’s changed me since this morning when you did. Nobody even checked my diaper all day.” “You’re kidding? No your not, obviously. Well, good thing I’m doing the wash. Take your pants off.” Julie did as she was told assuming this was just part of getting her diaper changed. When she finally took her pants off however, she saw how her mom had found out she needed a new diaper. On the seat of her jeans were two oval shaped wet spots. Her diaper had leaked! Her eyes went wide. Sally saw this and quickly spoke. “Your father was supposed to check your diaper earlier. I’ll have to talk with him later. Let’s get you changed.” As Julie lay down on the changing table her stomach tightened in a sense of fear and apprehension. If she had been in public, anyone with half a brain would have been able to tell she had wet her pants. And while her mom had told her earlier that she needed to accept the fact that she was back in diapers, she didn’t think that meant she had to get used to everyone being able to tell. And it certainly didn’t mean she had to have accidents like this one. Sally must have noticed her daughters thoughts, because she looked at Julie and said, “Honey, I am sorry you had an accident like that. I promise I will talk with your father and we will do a better job at checking your diapers.” “But mom, what would have happened if I had been at the movies or something? What is going to happen tomorrow at school?” There was a pause as Sally thought this over. For a minute Julie thought that maybe this whole diaper experiment was coming to a quick end. She did after all have a really good point. It had been maybe 6 hours and her diaper had leaked? School lasted longer than that. “Please mom, I don’t want everyone to be able to tell that I wet my pants at school,” Julie added after a few seconds of silence. “Julie, first of all I promise you we will work something out for school. And I will talk to your dad and we will make sure to check your diaper more often. We will do our best to make sure this doesn’t happen again, but you need to understand that this is one of the drawbacks to wearing diapers.” Julie didn’t really bother listening to much to what her mother was saying. She was too scared about the thought of a huge wet spot at school and all the other kids realizing she was wearing not just a diaper, but a wet diaper. Julie sat up on the changing table and spoke in a shaky voice to her mother. “Mom, I am really scared. I don’t want to do this if it means I am going to have huge wet spots on my butt that everyone at school is going to see! I don’t want to…” Sally cut her off, “Julie would you please lay down and let me finish changing your diaper.” Sally’s firm voice made it clear that this was a not a request. Julie lay back down and let out a sigh. “Now listen to me.” Sally began as she pulled Julie’s new diaper up between her legs and spread it out over her tummy. “I told you, we will work something out for school OK? I am a perfectly capable mother, and I will make sure you don’t have any accidents at school like this. Just between you and me, this would never have happened if I had just checked your diaper myself like I should have, but I asked your dad to do it and it seems he forgot. Now, you have barely been in diapers for two days now, and you have a ways to go, so I suggest you try to relax about this or it is going to be a long few days.” Julie didn’t know what to say so she just lay there while her mom taped her new diaper in place. When the last tape was in secured Sally gave Julie’s hip a good firm pat. “Look honey, your all set OK? Go to the movie and have a good time. Your diaper is going to be fine, and I will check it as soon as you get home. And don’t worry about school, I will take care of that too.” Julie hopped down from the changing table and caught a glimpse of her lower half in the mirror. Having a dry diaper seemed to help and Julie felt a little better. But she was still worried about school. She turned to her mom and started to ask what she was going to do to make sure this didn’t happen again tomorrow afternoon. “Julie. Don’t worry, I will take care of it. OK?” Sally asked. ‘What choice do I really have’ Julie thought as she nodded her head at her mom. She was about to walk out the door when her mom stopped her. “Julie, before you go to the movies can you do me a favor?” Julie listened to her mom. After a couple of seconds she laughed and said, “Sure mom, I can do that.” Five minutes later Julie was on her way out the door to head off to the movies. Right before she left, she yelled at her dad, who was in the living room. “Dad, mom said to tell you thanks a lot for forgetting to check my diaper. I am supposed to tell you that it leaked and that you need to go talk with her right now. I am going to the movies, so I will see you later.” Ted’s stomach did a flip. “Oh shit.” he muttered.

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The Trying Policy (Chapter 9)

Chapter IX

“Owww! I am sorry, it owwww won’t happen owww again.” Ted pleaded. “Oh, this is for more than just forgetting to check your daughter diaper after I asked you to. Although that is enough in and of itself,” Sally said in a very slow and calculated tone. “No, I think somebody lost a bet and had a terribly cocky attitude about it didn’t they?” “Well, I mean maybe a little but, Oww!” “The only ‘butt’ that I am interested in is the one over my knee right now, so you can just stop that right now. I am afraid I am going to have to remind you what happens when you get cocky. I’m sorry honey, but it looks like I am going to have to use the hair brush.” Ted looked up at his wife and tried his best puppy dog eyes, “No, I promise it won’t happen again.” Ted said in a voice that belonged more to a three year old than a grown man. Sally put her hand on Ted’s head and gave him a pat. “I am sure it won’t honey, but I am going to just go ahead and help make sure it doesn’t. Now please hold still, this will only take a few minutes.” Fifteen minutes later Sally and Ted were in the kitchen. Sally was sitting down drinking a glass of water. Ted was also drinking some water, but he had decided to stand instead of sit.

Julie’s trip to the movies went better than she had expected. None of her friends seemed to pay the least bit of attention to her rear end, despite Julie’s fear that people might be able to tell if they looked hard enough. About mid way through the movie Julie realized that wearing a diaper to the movies had some major advantages. On more than one occasion Julie’s friends teased her for going to the bathroom during the scary parts of movies. And it was not totally untrue. This time however, when the movie was getting close to the end, Julie smiled to herself and just went ahead and used her diaper. ‘Well, that’s one occasion where wearing a diaper is a great idea.’ Julie mused to herself. When the movie finally ended all of Julie’s friends headed straight for the girl’s room. Julie went in with them out of habit, but ended up just waiting for them all to finish. When everyone finished and walked out of the theater the group (there were 6 of them) spilt up and a few of the girls went home. Julie stuck around, as did Becky and Jane who was another friend from school. After they said goodbye to the other girls they started talking about what to do next. “Lets go get something to eat.” Becky suggested. “Lets go to Tio Albertos. I want to have some rolled tacos with Guac.” Jane suggested. Everyone agreed. Tio Albertos was across the street, so the girls cut through the parking lot and stopped at the traffic light waiting for the signal to change. During the walk over, Julie’s heart rate increased dramatically when she heard her diaper rustling as she walked. She just hoped her friends didn’t notice. In Tio Albertos, or TA’s as everyone called, it the girls decided to split a large order of rolled tacos. Julie also got herself a horchata, one of her favorite drinks. They sat there and talked about school. In no time the topic turned to the upcoming Winter Ball. Winter Ball was the first formal dance that Julie could attend since freshman were not allowed to go to homecoming or prom at her high school (which Julie and all the other freshman thought was a terrible rule). Oh sure, there was the so called “welcome back” dance that Julie had gone to at the beginning of school, but that was informal and you were not even supposed to bring a date. And while Winter Ball was still a long ways off, the dance was at the very beginning of December and it was just now the end of September, that didn’t stop the girls from talking about it all the time. On top of the fact that this was the first formal dance for freshman to attend this dance was traditionally a girl ask guy affair, so the girls had a lot to talk about. The girls spent the next half an hour discussing who they would go to the ball with if they could go with anybody in the school. Becky had a thing for the boys cross country team and was debating whether Tom or Mark was the better dream date. Jane was all about the soccer boys. Jane played on the girls team and had gone out with a lot of the guys on the soccer team back when everyone was in Middle school. Jane and Becky were having a discussion on who had better legs, the cross country team or the soccer players. Julie finally jumped in. “My gosh, who cares which had better legs! There is a lot more to guys than their legs for crying out loud. Have either of you ever head of arms? Or chests?” “Well, I will admit the guys you seem so interested in are not bad. I mean, they don’t have the *amazing* legs I am after,” Becky said with a sarcastic emphasis on the word amazing that made all three of them laugh, “but I’ll admit some of them are pretty hot.” “Who is it that Julie is after?” Jane asked Becky. “Oh, Julie is all about the water polo team.” Julie didn’t even bother to deny it. She had never made any secret of her near total fascination with the boys on the water polo team. Becky and Jane could keep their legs, Julie had bigger fish to fry. “Hudson Marks,” Julie said with her eye looking at the ceiling, “now that is the very definition of hot in my book.” Becky and Jane looked at each other and nodded in agreement. Hudson was one of Jane’s brother’s friends. He was a senior, and the girls had known him for a while now. He had been officially cute for a number of years now, and recently (the pool and gym might have had something to do with it) had gone from cute to hot. “Yea, he is hot alright.” Said Jane. “Too bad he is such a jerk. I don’t know what you see in him Julie.” “I don’t even know him, so there isn’t anything that I see. I mean, I just think he is hot that’s all. I mean, sure I would take him to Winter Ball in a heart beat, but I don’t think for a second that he would go with a freshman, let alone me. It just never hurts to fantasize a bit.” That last line made the three girls laugh. The girls kept chatting and throwing out names of other cute boys and discussing more realistic possibilities for the Winter Ball. Eventually the food was gone along with Julie’s horchata. Jane said she had to be getting home. The three of them stood up from the table and left the restaurant. Once they were outside, Becky and Julie said goodbye to Jane, who lived in the opposite direction from the two of them. Julie and Becky then started walking in the direction of their homes. As they were walking Julie noticed two things. First, that horchata was going through her system and she needed to pee. The second thing she noticed was that her diaper seemed louder than before. Julie tried to keep talking to cover up the sound, which wasn’t too hard with Becky. As the two girls were getting closer to their neighborhood, they stopped to cross a busy street. While waiting for the light to change, Julie realized she wasn’t going to be able to hold back much longer. She felt really nervous about wetting herself with Becky right there. The light seemed to be taking forever though, and Julie finally decided to stop trying to hold back. ‘Just let things happen. I mean, I am wearing a diaper after all so there is really no point in waiting’ Julie figured. By the time the light changed for Julie and Becky to cross the road, Julie had all but finished wetting herself. She felt her diaper getting larger as it swelled up with the added liquid. She also thought she noticed it getting even louder as a result of its new size. Where before Julie could tell herself that maybe you could hear her diaper, now she had to admit that it was definitely making enough noise for somebody to hear if they were paying attention. Luckily for Julie though, Becky did not seem to be paying attention and soon enough they went their separate ways. Julie was home about 5 minutes later. “Hi mom, hi dad. I’m home.” Julie shouted as she closed the front door. Julie was surprised to see her dad into the front entry way so quickly. “Hey sweetie, how was the movie?” Ted asked. “Oh it was cool. There was a bunch of us there, so we went to TA’s afterwards and split some food.” “Did you bring any home?” Julie laughed. Her dad was a total Mexican food nut and would have probably eaten at TA’s for every meal if he had it his way. “No dad. Sorry.” “Well, don’t make that mistake again.” Ted added jokingly. “Anyways, I am sorry about not checking your diaper earlier and you having an accident and all. I have been told that I am supposed to check you as soon as you get home.” “Oh. OK.” Julie just stood there and waited for her father to do something. Ted looked a bit confused about how to approach this. Every other time he had checked Julie’s diaper she had not been wearing pants. “Uh, lets see here.” Ted said as her looked at Julie from behind. “Um, I guess I should…” “Do you need me to take my pants off?” Julie asked. “Well, can you at least pull them down so I can check your diaper?” Julie slid her pants down and Ted took a look. He didn’t need much time to figure out that Julie’s diaper did in fact need to be changed. “Well, looks like you need a new diaper. Let’s go and take care of that.” Julie was soon on her back on top of the changing table. Her dad seemed a bit confused about how to change her diaper, and Julie soon realized that this was the first time he had done it. To her surprise, she could tell that he was more nervous about the whole thing then she was. Julie decided to help him out a bit. “Dad, the clean diapers are underneath on the shelves. I think the wipes and stuff are down there too.” “Oh, yea right I see it now.” Ted grabbed the supplies and went to work. After cleaning Julie up he managed to get the diaper in place and fasten the tapes. “Well, you’re all set there.” Julie sat up and looked down at her new diaper. It certainly felt a bit different, and from the looks of things dad needed some practice. When she stood up she was afraid it was going to fall off. The tapes were far too loose. Julie tried pulling the diaper up a bit on her hips. “Is it not on right? I think the tapes are supposed to go in the back right?” Julie actually laughed at that one. While she was still pretty new to this whole diaper routine she at least knew how the diaper was supposed to fit. “No dad, its fine. I think you just need a bit of practice. I think it needs to be a little tighter, that all. I am sure it will be fine.” “Good. Oh and one last thing. I am supposed to tell you no pants. Your mom wants you in just your diaper so we don’t forget to check to see if you need to be changed.” “Did mom really say ‘we’ dad?” “Hey!” Ted said, laughing. “Don’t you start with me. I got more than enough from you mom already!” He ran over to Julie and grabbed her and started tickling her bare stomach. Julie squealed and ran down stairs. The afternoon was getting on and Julie jumped on-line and did some internet surfing. Soon enough it was dinner time and they all had a nice meal together. After dinner Julie cleared the table and then went into the living room to watch some TV. On the way there her body told her that pretty soon it was going to be filling her diaper. Julie got nervous for a second, her stomach flipped and she stopped walking. But she quickly calmed herself down and took a deep breath. ‘It wasn’t so bad last time, and I really need to get over this whole pooping my pants thing or it’s going to be a long week.’ Julie told herself. ‘Just let things happen, that’s the plan’ Julie decided. Julie went into the living room and turned on the T.V. She had never been much of a fan of the couch, instead preferring to sit on either the beanbag or the pillows on the floor. Julie ended up laying on her stomach and propping her head on a pillow. Julie settled into watching T.V. and forgot about needing to use her diaper. But an hour or so later, during a commercial break, Julie’s body reminded her. The need was greater now, and Julie seriously considered getting up and going to her room like last night. Then she thought, ‘You know what? Why bother getting up? Just relax. If things happen, they happen. I need to stop worrying about this so much.’ She tried her best not to think about what was happening and she felt herself relax somewhat. The show came back on. A few minutes into the show Julie suddenly felt her body starting to take matters into its own hands. Her natural reaction was to tense up and hold back. ‘No’ she told herself. ‘Just relax. Don’t think about it, don’t try to hold back. Just watch the show on the T.V. and don’t worry about it.’ Julie made a conscious effort to ignore her natural instincts. She really tried to focus on the show. In what seemed like a minute or two she felt her body going back into autopilot. This time she was able to stay relaxed throughout. To her surprise Julie found herself pooping her diaper right there in the living room while lying on her stomach watching T.V. Although she could not help but notice it was happening, Julie did manage to stay relaxed and made no effort to hold back or interfere. In no time she was finished and felt much better. ‘And I didn’t even have to miss any of the show’ Julie thought to herself. Julie stayed there in the living room and continued watching her show. It happened to be a really interesting show and soon enough Julie stopped thinking about the fact that she had a stinky diaper on. It was getting late now and she heard her dad turn on the shower, which meant he was starting to get ready for bed. A few minutes her mom came into the room. “Julie it’s getting late. Its time for you to start getting ready for bed.” Sally paused. “And unless I am sorely mistaken I think somebody’s diaper really needs to be changed.” With that Sally walked over to Julie, bent down, and checked her diaper. “Oh yea, you sure do. Let’s go take care of that right now.” The load in Julie’s diaper made her walk kind of funny and she waddled her way to her room and onto her changing table. Julie was soon on her back and her mom started to undo her diaper and then paused. “My gosh, I am surprised this thing didn’t fall off. I think your dad needs some diapering lessons.” “Yea, he didn’t get it exactly right did he?” Julie smirked. “No, but we can work on that.” Sally continued her work and soon had Julie’s diaper off and into the diaper pail. “Tell you what, go hit the shower and brush your teeth. When you’re finished I am going to show your dad how to change a diaper the right way. Apparently he has forgotten” “OK mom.” Julie said as she headed off to the shower. Once she was done brushing her teeth and drying off Julie was back onto the changing table, but this time both here mom and her dad were there. Sally walked Ted through the process and made him do most of the work. Julie actually didn’t pay much attention to what they were saying. She was looking up at the ceiling counting the stars over her bed. “There you go Julie, all set. Now which P.J. do you want tonight?” Sally asked. Julie’s attention jumped from the stars back to the fact that she was having her diaper changed, a process that she just now realized was all finished. Julie looked at her mom with a blank expression. “P.J.s?” Sally asked again. “Oh, the same as last night mom.” A minute later Julie was in her bed and her mom was saying goodnight. Julie suddenly remembered all that had happened that day, and her thoughts quickly turned to the idea of having her diaper leak at school tomorrow. “Mom, what are you going to do about school tomorrow? I mean, what are we going to do to make sure my diaper doesn’t leak like today?” “Julie, don’t worry about it. I am not sure exactly what I am going to do, but absolute worst case scenario I will come by school and take you home for a quick change. It’s not like we live more than a couple of miles from the school. But I am hoping to avoid having to have you miss any classes and I have some other ideas too.” “If you want you could come by at lunch and we could do it then.” Julie suggested. “I thought about that too” Sally added reassuringly. “Like I said, don’t worry about it. And frankly Julie, it is not your responsibility to worry about is it? Trust me, I will make sure your diaper gets changed when it needs it OK?” “OK mom.”

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The Trying Policy (Chapter 10)

Chapter X

Monday

Monday morning started off just like any other, except that Julie started the day off by wetting her diaper as soon as she got out of bed. In so doing, she realized that she wasn’t able to tell if she had wet it during the night. She didn’t remember wetting at all, and had in fact slept all night long without waking up. Breakfast came and went and her mom changed her into a new diaper after she was finished. Then she got dressed and headed off to school.

School.

‘Will people notice?’ Julie wondered. Julie had looked at herself in the mirror over and over after she had put on all her clothes. It really was almost impossible to see anything as far as she could tell so it seemed unlikely that folks would just notice from a visual of her. Julie had chosen a loose skirt for the day, one that didn’t hug her body much at all and came down well past her knees just to be on the safe side.

Her second concern was about having to use her diapers at school. Would people notice if I have a wet diaper? And what about a messy diaper? Julie decided she would just hold it if that became an issue.

By the time she got to school, Julie had thought enough about the situation to have come to a couple of conclusions. First and foremost, she was going to just have to ignore the issue a bit if she wanted to be able to pay any attention to her classes. It was really easy to worry about people noticing, and to spend all her time trying to listen to see if her diaper was making any noise. But after having spent all morning doing just that, she had decided that nobody would notice and that it really wasn’t going to be that big of a deal. It was only for a week, 5 days really, and she could make it though a week of just about anything. ‘If I really have to go, I will, but I’ll just try to wait until later in the day.’

First period came and went, and second period was also uneventful. Julie made it to lunch without much of any problem, but towards the end of lunch she knew she was going to need to pee at some point. On the way to class after lunch she decided to pee before it got to be too bad. She wet her diaper outside of the classroom and felt really confident that she could go at least one more time before she was going to have to worry about a leak.

Julie’s first class after lunch was math, algebra actually, with Ms. Niles. About 10 minutes into the class folks were going over the homework from last night and Julie was working with Judy, who sat next to her. Ms. Niles was at her desk looking at her computer and getting ready to talk about whatever new thing they were going to talk about that day. Julie was in the process of telling Judy how to solve an equation when Mr. Niles looked up from her desk and called her name.”

‘Julie can I talk with you for a second? Julie looked up and nodded, expecting Ms. Niles to just say whatever she was going to say. But Ms. Niles waved for Julie to come up to her desk, so Julie got up and walked over.

“Julie, I just got a message asking for me to send you to the office.” Ms. Niles said questioningly.

“Really?” Julie asked in disbelief.

Ms. Niles had been hoping that Julie knew what was going on. She clearly didn’t like that Julie appeared surprised as well. “Yea, really.” Ms. Niles said in a semi confused, semi concerned voice. “I guess you better go. Here, take the hall pass.”

Julie’s mind had been on math, and she had been expecting Ms. Niles to ask her something about numbers and equations or something like that. She had not expected to get sent to the office.

The fact was Julie had never been sent to the office. Ever. Julie was a good student, and never got in any kind of major trouble. She wasn’t exactly a perfect angel either, she had gotten detention last year for being late to a class (she had been talking to Becky and never heard the bell) and she had got in a bit of trouble early this year in her history class when she told Jimmy Dart that he was an idiot for thinking that the French were responsible for the Boston massacre. But she had never gotten sent to the office. That was for people who got in real trouble, like cutting class, fighting, or smoking and drinking. And she hadn’t done any of that.

Julie was about half way to the office when a really scary thought hit her. She remembered a couple of years ago some kid, Barry she thought, got pulled out of class and sent to the office. She remembered it cause it Barry wasn’t the type of kid to get sent to the office either. It turned out his mom had been in a car accident and died. Barry didn’t come back to school for a week. Everybody felt really horrible for him and it was all just so sad. Julie thought about the possibility of something like that, and it really terrified her. She spent the rest of the trip trying to convince herself that there was no way it could be something like that.

When she got to the office, it occurred to her that she had no idea where she was actually supposed to go. She saw a door that said ‘front office’ and decided to try there. Inside the door was a desk with a woman sitting behind looking at a computer screen. She had her hair up in a bun and wore half moon glasses. She stopped her typing and peered over the top of her glasses at Julie.

“Can I help you?” she said without a hint of expression on her face.

“Uh, yea.” Julie started a bit nervously. “I uh, was told I had to go to the office?”

“And what’s this for?” the woman asked. “I… don’t know actually.”

Julie response threw the woman off and she actually sat up a bit and smiled. “Oh, well, let’s take a look quick. I’m sorry, I don’t think I have seen you before. What is your name?”

“Julie.”

“Ok Julie, do you know your student ID number?”

Julie, always good with numbers, had long since memorized her student ID number, even though she hardly ever used it. She recited it back to the woman. “024768”. The woman typed in some numbers, and clicked the mouse a few times. She read and nodded to herself.

“Yep, it says here that Ms. Barnard needs to see you. Her office is past my desk down the hallway on the right.” The woman pointed to a hallway past her desk.

“Oh, OK. Thanks.”

Julie felt a bit of relief and a bit of further confusion. The good news was that Ms. Barnard was not Mr. Trumble, or Mr. Wood, the assistant principals. Julie knew that when you were in trouble you went to see one of them. The bad news is that she didn’t know who Ms. Barnard was. In fact she had never heard that name before. What she really wanted to know is if Ms. was one of the councilors. She didn’t think so, but the school councilors tended to change over pretty quickly. Julie figured that if somebody was going to tell her bad news it would be a councilor. She started thinking that maybe it would have been better if she had been sent to Mr. Wood. But as she walked over to the hallway intersection she saw a sign that read “Counselors” that was pointing to the left. The lady behind the desk had said to go to the right.

“Huh, this is getting strange.”

Julie walked down the hallway, which turned out to be quite short. There was only one door at the end of it and there were a couple of chairs on the side of the hallway across from the door. Julie looked at the place where the office sign would normally inform you about who worked on the other side of the door. But the sign was missing, and in its place was a printed piece of paper taped to the wall. The sign just said “Ms. Lisa Barnard.”

Julie tried the door but it seemed like it was locked. Thinking that maybe the handle spun the other way she gave it another try, and in so doing confirmed that it was in fact locked. But apparently the noise she made had alerted somebody on the other side.

“Oh, sorry, I’m coming.” Said a female voice. The door opened and Julie found herself looking at a woman, probably in her late 30s who was dressed in jeans and a button up shirt with pockets on the front. The woman smiled and held the door open and looked at Julie. There was a moment of silence, that dragged on to the point of being a bit awkward. Julie finally spoke up.

“Are you Ms. Barnard?”

“That’s what the paper on the wall says.” She said with a roll of her eyes and a smile. “Hopefully one of these days they will get around to getting me something more official looking huh? What can I do for you?”

“Um, I was told to come see you.”

“Oh, are you, uh, what was it,” Mr. Barnard said. She closed her eyes and tried to remember something. “Julie?”

“Yea, that’s me.”

“Oh, OK, yes please come in.”

Julie came into the room and Ms. Barnard closed the door behind her. The room was pretty small as far as offices go, and it had what looked almost like one of the counters from her science classes along one side. Ms. Barnard was blocking her view though and she couldn’t really see very much of the room but she did see a sink along the counter.

“Is it ok if you have a seat Julie? There are a couple of chairs behind you.”

Julie turned around and saw a couple of old, plastic desk chairs along the wall with the door. She turned and sat in the first one. It occurred to Julie that whenever somebody had really bad news they always asked you to sit.

Ms. Barnard grabbed a clip board off the lab bench and came and sat next to Julie. She glanced at the clip board and nodded to herself and then turned to look Julie straight in the eye.

“I’m sorry, let me introduce myself since we haven’t met before. My name is Lisa Barnard,” she said as she extended a hand to Julie. Julie shook her hand.

“So,” Ms. Barnard set the clipboard in her lap and folded her hands together, “Julie, how are you doing. Is everything OK with you?”

Julie didn’t really think anything had happened to her parents, but she hadn’t been able to rule is out, so she was still thinking along those lines. “What do you mean?”

“Well, I got a message earlier today. I have been trying to get in touch with your mother, but she hasn’t been answering the phone. Do you know if she has a cell phone?’

Julie had been calm up to that moment. ‘This can’t be happening!’ “Yea, she does. What’s going on?”

“Do you know the number?”

Julie quickly recited her mom’s cell number. Ms. Barnard looked at her clip board. “Well, ok, that is the number I have for her. Is she normally good about answering it and returning calls.”

Julie knew that her mom in fact had a horrible habit of not answering her cell phone. Julie wasn’t even 100% sure that she knew how to check her voice mail. Maybe that was all that was going on. Maybe not though.

“Well, she isn’t always the best about it really. Is she OK? I mean, what’s going on here? Did something happen to her?”

Ms. Barnard looked up at Julie and in a second or two picked up on Julie’s fear. “Oh, no, no everything is fine. This has nothing to do with your family or anything like that I just wanted to talk to her.”

“You wanted to talk with my mom?”

“Well, yea I was hoping to talk with her before I talked with you, but I wasn’t able to get in touch with her. But it’s not a big deal, we can just talk about this right now.” Julie felt a wave of relief in hearing that this had nothing to do with her family. “So, tell me Julie, I know we haven’t met before, but how is everything going with you?”

“Me?” Julie thought about what Ms. Barnard might be looking for. Maybe this was one of those counseling sessions where they check in to see if you have friends and stuff. Julie had heard that after some of the school shootings and stuff that had happened in other parts of the country, that school were trying to do a better job of talking with students and trying to prevent kids from going nuts. That would explain why she had the temporary name tag thing on the door.

“I’m fine I guess.”

“Has anything changed recently for you? I mean have you started having any problems or anything like that?”

Julie felt bad for kids that didn’t have friends and was really glad that she did. Her dad had told her that the kids who went on those shooting sprees didn’t have any friends and had often been the target of a lot of bullies. It seemed like a good idea to have people like Ms. Barnard come in and talk to kids about problems. But the part Julie couldn’t figure out is why they would be talking to her. There were kids in the school who were loners and some of them did get picked on a bunch. Julie was not one of those kids.

“No, everything’s fine. I have a lot of friends.”

Ms. Barnard turned her head slightly and raised her eyebrows. “Well, I’m glad to hear you have friends. But what about you, everything normal?”

“Yea, I mean I guess so.”

“Huh, well I was worried that maybe this was a prank or something, which is why I wanted to talk to your mom about it. See, I got an e-mail forwarded to me today supposedly from your mom. It was kind of vague, but it said that you had started wearing diapers again?” Ms. Barnard’s voice trailed off and she looked at Julie, waiting for an answer.

Julie was stunned, and it showed. Obviously this wasn’t about bullies. She managed to mutter “Oh. Uhh….”

There was a pause, but quickly Ms. Barnard picked up on Julie’s state. “Julie, it’s OK, I’m a professional. I take it this not isn’t a prank after all?”

“Well, I guess, I mean I don’t think so.”

Ms. Bardard shook her head and obviously didn’t like that answer at all. “Julie, it’s OK. I just need to know what’s going on here. Just tell me the truth, are you wearing a diaper right now?”

Julie’s natural reaction was to lie, but she knew that was a really bad idea. Better to just be truthful about the whole thing. “Yea.” She said somewhat quietly.

“OK, that’s fine. Like I said, I’m a professional, and now I know that this note really is from your mom.”

Although she didn’t catch it the first time, when Ms. Barnard said professional, it finally clicked and the light went on in Julie’s head. Just to be sure, Julie asked, “What do you mean ‘professional’? Are you like the school nurse?”

“Well, yes and no. Yes, I do work here for the school and I take care or folks when they get sick and stuff. But I’m not a nurse, I’m a PA actually. That means physicians assistant. Its means I have had more training and schooling than a nurse, and I can do most things that doctors can. I know we haven’t met before, but I want you to know that you can trust me. This place is like a regular doctors office and all the rules that apply there apply here. So anything you tell me is totally confidential and will never leave this office. I am kind of new to this school, but I have actually been working in high schools for the past 5 years. I just used to work in a different school in another state. But I have seen a lot of students over the years, including a number of students who were either still in diapers, or had to start wearing diapers for whatever reason.”

“Oh, ok.” Julie replied. She didn’t really know what else to say.

Ms. Barnard picked up the conversation. “So, OK Julie, according to the note your mom sent me, you are wearing diapers full time?”

Julie felt a bit uncomfortable talking about this with a complete stranger, but since she said she was a PA or whatever, Julie decided to just to honest about everything.

“Yea.” Julie said with a nod.

“Ok, and how long have you been wearing diapers now?”

“Since last Friday.”

“OK. And have you had any problems before? I mean is this the first time you have had to go back to diapers?”

“No, this is the first time.”

“And when was the last time you saw a doctor?”

Ironically enough, Julie had been to the doctor just about a month ago for some shot she had needed. She told Ms. Bardard that.

“OK, so you last saw a doctor a month ago. So, are you able to use the bathroom at all now, or are you using your diapers for everything?”

Although it felt strange to say it, Julie replied, “No, I’m using my diapers for everything.”

“OK, and do you change your own diapers, or is that something your parents are doing for you?”

“Um, I don’t change myself, my parents do it.”

“OK, got it.” Ms. Barnard said. She had picked up the clip board and was making a number of notes. “And do you know if you are allergic to anything like talcum powder, or petroleum products or anything like that?”

Julie stared at Ms. Barnard with a look of confusion. “Talcum powder?”

“Baby powder. Some people are allergic to it and use a different kind of baby powder stuff that is cornstarch based. And just about all the diaper rash ointments are petroleum based. Does your mom use any of that stuff on you? If she does I am sure you are not allergic to it or you would know.”

“Oh, yea, my mom uses both.”

“OK, good no allergies then. Have you had any rashes or anything like that?”

“No, nothing like that.”

“Well, that’s good.” Ms. Barnard stood up and walked over to the counter. She made a number of additional scribbles on the clip board and then set it down and walked over to the sink and started washing her hands. “Well Julie, I want to get you back to class as soon as I can, so I am not going to have you sit here while I fill out the rest of the paperwork. But there are a few things we need to talk about, and some stuff I need you to tell your mom. I will go over it with her too when she calls me back, but it’s stuff you should know as well.”

Julie understood that doctors had to keep stuff confidential, but she wondered what kind of paperwork needed to be filled out. She asked Ms. Barnard about it.

“Oh, half my job Julie is filling out paperwork for the school and for the state. Most of it is just for statistical purposes and is totally anonymous. They want to know how many kids come to see me, what they see me about, and stuff like that. But sometimes I have to fill out other kinds of paperwork. In this case I have to document that this meeting took place, and that I did in fact ask you if you have been to a doctor recently. And actually, since you are wearing diapers full time I also have to fill out some other paperwork. It’s required, but totally useless unless you plan to start going to special education.”

That surprised Julie enough to get her attention. She sat up in her chair “What?! No way.”

Ms. Barnard laughed, “Calm down, there is no way that’s going to happen. Believe it or not, it’s actually very hard to get into a special education program. It costs the school system a lot of money and requires a ton of paperwork to get you in. The whole process is really tightly regulated. It’s really sad because some parents with kids that have problems struggle to get them into a program. Anyways, having to wear diapers is one thing that can help if you are trying to get into the program. So the school system requires me to keep track of all the kids who wear diapers.”

“You have to keep track of everyone who wears diapers at this school?”

“Well, technically I only have to keep track of the kids who are diapered at all times. I am sure there are lots of kids who wear diapers at night and stuff that I don’t know of.”

It never occurred to Julie, but now that she thought about it, she asked without hesitation. “Are there other kids who wear diapers?” “Well, keep in mind that I have to maintain people’s privacy, so I can’t really go into specifics. But yes, there are a number of people at this school who wear diapers like you do. Honestly, most of them are in the special education program. But not all of them.”

Ms. Barnard had finished washing her hands and had already dried them off.

“So, like I said I want to get you back to class as soon as possible. So, let’s go over the stuff I need to tell you. First of all, you need to know that the school will not supply diapers for you. You are going to need to bring your own. I recommend that you just bring a supply into my office and keep them here. You don’t have to do it that way if you don’t want, but most kids don’t like keeping them in their locker, or carrying them in their backpack. I have some storage space in the back room and can just keep them in there.”

Julie finally noticed that there was a door at the other end of the room. That must be the storage area she was talking about. Julie also noticed for the first time a small bed in the corner of the room opposite the door.

“The next thing I need to tell you is that while nobody needs to know that you are back in diapers, I am going to have to send a note to your teachers letting them know that you are going to need to see me at times, including occasionally during class. Now, teachers get notes like this all the time. I know because I send them. The note doesn’t go into any specifics, so they won’t know. Like I said, everything that happens in here is totally confidential. They are not even supposed to ask you about it, but some do anyways. You don’t have to tell them anything, and you can tell them that they can talk to me about it if they have a problem. I am happy to remind them of the rules. Of course, it’s not like you’re not allowed to tell them what is going on, but that is totally up to you.”

Julie thought about it for a second and came up with a question. “Well, can I just come in during lunch or something like that?”

Ms. Barnard was quick to respond. “Well, I personally suggest you come in to see me whenever you need to. I don’t recommend that you sit through class in a dirty diaper. But, I also want you to know that, like I said, you are not the only kid at this school in diapers. I don’t want to have a line of kids waiting to come in to my office or anything like that, so I don’t suggest coming in during breaks, unless like I said, you need to. Just come whenever you need to have your diaper changed. I guess I should say that, while I usually don’t have somebody else in my office, there is a chance that at some point you might have to wait a bit. The door to my office is always closed and locked from the outside, I do that to make sure somebody doesn’t come in when I am with somebody. That’s why there are chairs out in the hallway. So if you come and knock and I say to wait just a minute, you can just take a seat out there in the hallway and I will get to you in a minute.

Julie was surprised to hear that. “Do you really change that many diapers?” she asked in near disbelief. “Ah, that’s funny. No, most of the people that come to see me don’t need a diaper change. But they are entitled to privacy too. So, speaking of changing diapers, do you mind if I take a look at yours?”

The question was so simple, and yet so hard to believe. ‘Did she just ask if she could check my diaper?’ Julie asked herself.

“Wait, do you mean, like, you are going to change me?” Julie realized immediately after she said it, how crazy it must have sounded. Here she just told this woman that she wore diapers all the time, and that she didn’t change herself.

“Well….. if you need to be changed, I would think so.” Ms. Barnard replied slowly. “The note from your mom,” she grabbed the clip board again “said that you were back in diapers and asked if there was somebody at the school who could help take care of that. I kind of assumed she was talking about me, but is there somebody else she might have been talking about? A relative or something?”

Julie felt really stupid. It just wasn’t exactly something she was used to or anything. “No,” Julie replied. “No there isn’t anybody like that. I just, I wasn’t really thinking I guess.”

“Well, that’s OK. I mean, if you just started wearing diapers last Friday I imagine this is all pretty new to you still. I can’t image what it would be like to have to wear diapers again, but I suspect at a minimum it would take some getting used to. But like I said before, I want you to know that I am a professional. I do change diapers all the time.”

“Are going to examine me too? Like a doctor?”

“No. I don’t do exams here. I am qualified to do a lot of stuff that doctors do, but I am no pediatrician or anything like that. And more over, the school isn’t paying me to do exams. No, my job is to deal with any student medical issues.”

“Oh, I get it.”

“So,” Ms. Barnard began slowly, “do you mind laying down on the bed?”

Julie suddenly felt as if everything was becoming nearly surreal. The entire conversation was so far from anything she had ever imaged, that being asked to lay down on a bed and let a woman she just met check her diaper seemed no more outrageous than the rest of it. So she said sure, and walked over to the bed and lied down. Mr. Barnard wheeled a chair over to the bed and quickly slid Julie’s skirt up just over her waist. “Huh, that’s a different brand of diaper than I have seen before.” She said with mild interest. “And I would say you could use a change, but looks like this will be a quick job. You obviously don’t have a diaper with you, since you left everything in your class. I am pretty sure I have a couple of extras around here someplace. They are not the best diapers in the world, but they are better than a wet one.”

Ms. Barnard stood up and went into the storage area. Julie could hear her rummaging around, opening and closing drawers and cabinets. After a minute or two she came back out with a diaper in hand. The diaper looked different then the ones she had at home. It was a light shade of green rather than white and looked smaller.

“I’m pretty sure this will fit you just fine.” Ms. Barnard said as she came back over to the bed. She set the diaper down on the bed and then grabbed a box of what must have been medical wet wipes. “OK, lets get you out of this wet diaper here.” Without any hesitation she grabbed the tapes of Julie’s diaper and undid them. In a flash, the diaper was off. A quick once over of the wet wipes followed, and then a second wet wipe covered the area again. Putting her hands behind Julie’s knees, Ms. Barnard quickly lifted Julie’s hips ever so slightly, just enough to slide the new diaper underneath with her other hand. Julie felt all her weight return to the bed and then felt the diaper come up between her legs. Julie heard the sound of the tapes tearing off of their backings and being stuck in place, and then her skirt was frisked back into place.

Ms. Barnard stood up and walked over to the sink and started washing her hands again. “Well, There you go.”

“Wow,” said Julie as she rolled off the bed and stood up again. “that was really fast. My mom is nowhere near that quick.” The whole thing had taken maybe 60 seconds.

“Ha, thanks I guess. I probably have a lot more experience than you mom, that’s all. Plus that was an easy one, wet diapers are no big deal. The other ones take a bit longer. Anyways, I think you should get back to class now. But please remember to talk to your mom. I am still planning to speak with her too, but just in case I don’t get in touch with her you need to let her know that she needs to either drop off some diapers for you here, or send you to school with them every day. ”

“I’ll be sure to tell her.”

“OK, well, I am sure I will be seeing you again soon enough, so go on back to class.” Julie needed a second to figure out that Ms. Barnard was right, she would be seeing her again. She had been paying attention to the new diaper she had on. It felt different than what she had been wearing just a minute ago. The new diaper seemed thinner or something. Julie quickly decided that she liked the diapers she normally wore a lot more.

“Oh, yea, I guess so. Well, thanks and all.”

“No thanks needed Julie. Get back to class and remember to just come see me whenever you need to, OK?”

“OK, I will.”

Julie opened the door and stepped back into the hallway. The door closed itself behind her, and she found herself standing alone in the hallway. The two empty chairs were still there, but Julie looked at them in a different way. She pictured herself sitting there waiting to have her diaper changed while somebody else was in the office. Even though she knew Ms. Barnard was serious about the whole privacy thing, she also knew that folks in the office here had to be able to figure out why some kids were always coming in and sitting there.

On the way back to class Julie learned that the diaper she had on was also a lot louder than the ones she normally wore. It made a loud crinkling noise when she walked that she could hear pretty clearly. Julie also thought about it and decided that Ms. Barnard was OK. She smiled a lot and seemed really nice. It was really cool how she didn’t make a big deal out of the fact that a girl Julie’s age was wearing diapers. She acted like it was pretty normal really. And that was probably because in Ms. Barnard’s world, it was pretty normal. Which made Julie feel a little bit better about the idea of spending the rest of the week in diapers.

The rest of Monday went fine. Julie got home and after her mom changed her diaper (she had wet herself on the way home) she had a talk with her mom that included a small daughter to mother lecture about answering her cell phone and checking voice mail. It turned out that Ms. Barnard had eventually gotten in touch with mom later that afternoon, so she was already in the loop about needing to drop off some diapers for Julie at school. They both agreed that was a better idea then having Julie bring them to school every day. Dad came home and they had dinner together. After dinner, Julie was upstairs on her bed reading a book for school when her body told her that she was soon going to have a stinky diaper. Unlike the previous couple of times though, Julie didn’t really worry about it at all. About ten minutes later she actually filled her pants without really even pausing from the book she was reading. Her mom changed her after she came down a few chapters later to get a drink. She watched a bit of TV after that and then headed off to bed.

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