The Visitor, Part 1

This is an imaginational story about a little boy named Lloyd Butler. 
Lloyd is 9 years old and the only child. His dad and mom have needed to 
work out their problems so they sent Lloyd to live with Mrs. Butler's 
sister until things can be settled at home.

It is Late June 1999. Lloyd had never meant his cousins before so his 
coming to the farm was a little scary for him.

He was even more upset when he was told his cousins were two girls. He 
almost backed out until his Dad explained that he would have no choice, 
he was going and that ended the discussion.

The farmhouse was small and had only two bedrooms. The Martin's were 
planning to build a new house, which would be larger, but for now this 
is all they had.

At first Mrs. Martin did not want to be responsible for the boy but 
after working out details with her husband she gave in and made room 
for him.

Because the house only had two bedrooms it meant Lloyd would have to 
share the same bedroom with the girls.

Clara was 10 years old. Martha was 12 years old. Both girls were not 
happy about the sleeping arrangements. To make matters worse there 
would be only two beds in the room. One was a single the other was a 
double. Mrs. Martin, Lloyd's Aunt, announced that Lloyd would be 
sharing the same bed with Clara, the younger of the two girls.

"But there was a single bed over there in the corner, couldn't I sleep 
there?" Lloyd asked.

Mrs. Martin explained, "That bed belongs to Martha, you will sleep with 
Clara. Maybe later we can have a single bed for you. We just have to do 
with what we have."

Lloyd was not a bit happy about sleeping with a girl. He had hoped his 
cousin was a boy so he could have some companionship. But he knew it 
was best not to complain.

Mr. Martin, Lloyd's Uncle was a kind gentle man and had always hoped he 
would have a boy. He wanted a boy to help him around the farm but they 
were blessed with two girls instead.

John and Betty Martin both were kind and gentle people and good parents 
to the girls. But John was a little different and had his own ideas 
about things. He could tell Lloyd was uncomfortable around the girls. 
But he could tell that the girls seemed happy to have a boy to look 
after. John was a farm boy all his life and had an open mind about 
sexual activity between his animals. He understood Lloyd's shyness 
towards the girls and convinced Betty that letting the children be put 
together would do them all much good.

"Lloyd will get over his embarrassment and shyness soon enough. By the 
time he is ready to back home he will be better adjusted to the other 
sex. It will do the kids good, you'll see." He told Betty.

"Poor boy, he must feel strange right now." Betty had taken a liking to 
the boy.

The girls were very helpful in helping Lloyd get unpacked. Clara picked 
up one of his underpants. "What's these for?" She giggled.

"That's his underwear, silly!" Martha explained.

Lloyd grabbed them out of her hand and stuffed them into one of the 
drawers given him to use. His face showed how embarrassed he was.

The girls did about everything they could think of to make the boy feel 
more at ease. But he was just too self-conscious to let down his guard.

After getting his things settled in the room Lloyd found the swing set 
out back and was soon lost in play. The girls showed him around the 
yard. Introduced him to their pet dog. It wasn't long before the boy 
and dog bonded into playful friends.

By nightfall Lloyd had begun to relax. He found the girls were not as 
sissy as he thought they were. He even found he was enjoying getting to 
know his cousins.

Then after eating a late Dinner the kids laid on the floor watching TV. 
Lloyd had almost forgotten where he was going to sleep until Betty 
called out that it was time to get ready for bed.

Without a thought of modesty the girls began to undress. Lloyd was not 
quite ready for what was happening. When he saw the girls stripping 
down to their panties he turned several shades of red and just sat up 
drawing his legs under him. Seeing the girls in only their panties 
caused some strange feelings within himself.

Neither John nor Betty seemed to sense Lloyd's anxiety at first. The 
girls had left the room. Lloyd kept looking at their pile of clothing 
before him. He said nothing but was just beginning to realize what he 
saw.

"Aren't you going to get ready for bed, Lloyd?" Betty asked.

John continued to read his newspaper without looking up. Lloyd looked 
around as if trying to find a way to escape.

"Come on, sweetheart, I will help you." She reached out to him.

"What will I do?" Lloyd seemed to be asking himself.

Betty got up and headed for the bedroom, "I will get your PJ's you go 
to the bathroom and wash…. Be sure to brush your teeth too."

Lloyd realized he must get stripped down to go to bed but he just sat 
there unable to move.

Betty came back out with his PJ bottoms. It was quite clear that she 
intended to get him into the PJ's. Lloyd slowly removed his shirt then 
removed his shoes and socks.

When he stood up to drop his pants Betty came in from behind and 
unfastened his belt. Before he could react she had his pants open and 
let them slide to the floor. Just as he stepped out of his pants Clara 
came back into the living room. She only had on her panties but was 
brushing her teeth. She stood still looking directly at Lloyd's white 
underpants. A smile on her face she kept on staring. Before Lloyd could 
react Betty had pulled his underpants down and off. She held his PJ 
bottoms for him to step into.

Lloyd was very aware that Clara was looking at his naked body. Her 
smile changed into an open mouth, her eyes enlarged. Just as the PJ 
bottoms were being pulled up into place Clara turned and ran back into 
the bathroom.

"He's naked, I saw his... thing!" Clara announced to her sister.

Martha acted like the big sister. She just continued brushing her 
teeth. Then she bent over the sink and with the water running she spit. 
She turned to her little sister.

"Really, was he cute?" She giggled.

All Clara could do was giggle and shake her head up and down.

"Good... !" Martha put her toothbrush away.

Betty brought Lloyd into the bathroom showing him where his toothbrush 
was. He stood up to the sink to brush his teeth but his eyes were 
looking at the girls. He watched as the girls left for the bedroom.

This whole experience has left Lloyd rather weak-kneed. He wasn't sure 
he could handle this on his own.

Betty came in to check on him. Finding him done she took him to the 
girls room.

Martha was lying on top of her bed reading a book. Clara was under the 
covers with the blanket pulled up on her head.

Betty pulled Lloyd's side down so he could crawl in beside Clara.

Betty asked Martha to finish her book and turn out the light. Martha 
pleaded for a few more minutes. Betty left closing the door behind her.

Martha was in no hurry to hide herself from the watchful eyes of Lloyd. 
She knew about how boys like to look at girls. She has experienced boys 
looking at her at school when she sat with her legs spread apart. She 
understood what boys were thinking about and it made her feel funny 
inside. She smiled at Lloyd without saying a word. She moved one leg up 
while stretching the other out being sure her panties reviled the 
curves of her bare body. With a smile she turned out the light and 
crawled under the covers.

For a long time Lloyd laid still on his back. He was trying not to 
shake the bed. He was wondering if Clara was asleep. She wasn't.

Lloyd had felt like this a lot lately. It was a feeling he came to 
enjoy at bedtime. His hand reached under his PJ bottoms feeling 
himself. At home he almost always slept only in his underpants but now 
he felt more comfortable in PJ's. His hand began to feel over his 
enlarging lump giving him pleasure that was welcome in the dark room.

For a while he almost forgot Clara was near him his self-petting became 
more pronounced. Clara knew Lloyd was moving around; she wanted to know 
why. She rolled onto her back letting her leg butt up against the 
boy's.

Lloyd stopped immediately. His body became like a flame of excitement. 
He did not move. Clara moved her leg against his. She was feeling very 
similar. She gritted her teeth to keep from making a noise.

Lloyd was getting uncomfortable. He was hardly breathing and found it 
difficult to continue pleasuring. He was really shaken up.

Meantime, Clara had fallen asleep. She rolled over with a hand over 
Lloyd's stomach, which only added to his desire for relief.

Sometime into the night Lloyd finally fell into deep sleep.

When Betty came in to wake the kids she noticed that Lloyd had wet the 
bed sometime in the night.

Of course the boy was very embarrassed. He hasn't been wetting the bed 
since he was 6 years old. Clara was a little upset too. She thought he 
did it on purpose. She too was soaked but it was not from her. Betty 
explained to Clara that it was not her fault and that she would take 
care of the problem.

Martha kept quiet but had a hard time keeping back a smile.

That afternoon Betty took Lloyd into town for some supplies.

"I - I am sorry for wetting the bed." Lloyd was able to tell her while 
driving into town.

"I know, sweetheart. I know what to do for you. It's not your fault you 
are just a little nervous about staying with us that's all but we will 
help you." Betty reassured him.

After that Lloyd felt better. That is until he saw her pick a couple of 
packages from the shelf. He knew what she bought. Diapers, big boy 
diapers, it had to be for him.

When they got to the check out the man picked up one of the packages 
then looked down at Lloyd. He had a big smile as he put the two 
packages into a sack.

On the way home Lloyd could hold his question back any longer. He 
asked, "Those diapers you bought, they for me?"

"Yes. I think it best, that way should you pee the bed you won't get 
Clara wet, wouldn't that be nice?" She said it in such a way that Lloyd 
knew he had no choice and he had to agree it would be a way to keep the 
bed dry.

"Oh!" Then he began to think about what the girls would think of him. 
"I don't know how to put them on, do they just pull up like some TV 
advertisements say?"

"No, Dear. They will go on like a babies diaper." She answered.

"Baby…. But I am not a baby I am...!" He complained.

"OH I know that, these are for big boys like you but they go on like a 
baby diaper. You won't have to do it; we will see you get them on ok. 
So don't worry about it." She explained.

"We?" Lloyd was no dummy he understood her all right.

"Why yes, Dear. I already talked with Martha and she said she would 
help you when I can't." Betty reached over and patted his leg as if to 
calm him.

"But, she will... Well, she will see me!" Lloyd's eyes widened.

"Oh that's Ok, Lloyd… she as seen little boys before. She sits with a 
little 3-year-old boy down the lane. She's good at fitting diapers."

Lloyd sat quiet for the rest of the trip home as he thought about 
having Martha messing with his diapers.

When the car pulled into the driveway Lloyd asked, "Do I have to wear 
diapers all the time or just at night?"

"I think just at night unless you want to wear them during the day." 
Betty answered.

He just looked at her with a blank stare. "What about Clara?"

"Oh she don't need diapers. Just boys have this problem. Martha don't 
wear them either. Why you ask?" Betty questioned.

"No, I mean... will she change me too?" Lloyd asked.

"Hummm! That may be a good idea. She could use the experience. OK! We 
will let her help out too!" Betty opened the car door and stepped out. 
"Bring the diapers in will you? I will get the groceries."

"OH BOY!" Lloyd cried out.

"What's that, Dear?" Betty called back.

"Nothing… Nothing at all." Lloyd half heartily carried the diapers into 
the house.

The Visitor, Part 2

The Playhouse

Mr. Martin and his hired hand mounted horses to ride the three miles up 
north pasture to mend fences. Mrs. Martin was out weeding her garden. 
The girls took Lloyd on a sight seeing walk in the nearby wooded area.

Although Lloyd was beginning to be more relaxed around the girls he 
still was not so sure how he felt about being the only boy.

"We come out here to play a lot." Clara told Lloyd.

"Where we going?" The boy asked.

"We're going to show you our secret play house…. I mean our Fort!" 
Martha used boy's terms to describe the tree house her dad had made for 
the girls.

"You have a Fort out here?" Lloyd's interest shown on his face.

"Yeah, and nobody but us know about it." Clara told while she skipped 
along beside her sister.

"My friend, Billy, has a hid-out where we go and it's really cool." 
Lloyd told.

"Look!" Martha pointed.

"I don't see anything." Lloyd could only see trees and undergrowth. 
There was a leaf-covered pathway.

"There!" Again Martha pointed.

"Over by that tree." Clara pointed.

"OH Yeah. A Tree house!" Lloyd started running towards it.

Standing under the tree Martha reached out for a heavy rope with 
several knots tied in it. "This is the only way up… Can you climb a 
rope, Lloyd?" She asked.

"Of course, I'm a boy, aren't I?" Taking the rope from Martha he pulled 
himself up and disappeared through the hole leading into the 'Fort' but 
Lloyd was not ready for what he found inside.

He stood on the floor looking around at the very girly interior. Martha 
soon joined him followed by Clara.

"You like?" Martha asked.

"Ugh, I guess. Why you painted it pink, and curtains, looks like a 
girls…….!" Lloyd said it before thinking.

"A girls play house? Because we are girls and it is our play house!" 
Martha confirmed.

"Yeah right." Lloyd gave in.

For the next few minutes they sat on the bench talking about this and 
that. Lloyd was glad his friends could not see him right now. But he 
was surprised to discover he was enjoying his cousins company.

Then Clara asked, "How come you peed the bed last night?"

Lloyd ducked his head feeling very embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I really 
don't do that, I don't know why."

"I do, I know why?" Martha spoke up with a silly grin.

The other two kids looked at her waiting for her to explain.

"You do… why?" Lloyd asked.

"Cause you're a boy and boy's pee a lot. Do you poop too?" Martha 
asked.

Half laughing and half angered at her question Lloyd answered, "No.. Do 
you poop?"

All three laughed making Lloyd feel better. He never knew girls would 
talk about such things.

It was discussed and determined that both boys and girls do pee and 
poop but Martha insisted that boys like to mess their pants and that is 
why Lloyd must wear diapers.

"I really don't know why I peed the bed last night, I haven't done that 
in a long time." He said.

"I baby sit a little boy that pees and poops all the time, I get to 
change his diapers." Martha said as if proud.

"I know, your mom told me. You just said you get to diaper him, do you 
really like to change him? It seems so messy and smelly." Lloyd 
wrinkled up his nose.

"Sure I do. I play like I am his mommy, I like to hold him too." Martha 
told.

Clara was sitting and shaking her legs back and forth listening to each 
word. The idea of changing a boy's diaper set her heart beating faster.

"I wouldn't mind changing a boy's diaper. I watched Martha do it 
sometimes." Clara grinned.

"Who's going to change you, Lloyd?" Martha gave him a look that sent a 
shiver down his spine.

"I can do it myself!" He quickly responded not really knowing the first 
thing about diapering. He hoped that would put an end to these girls 
expectations.

Clara took on a look of disappointment, but Martha reminded him that it 
would be her mom and herself that would change him.

"Does that make you nervous, Lloyd, to have a girl change your 
diapers?" Martha giggled.

It was not so much of what she said but the way she said it that gave 
Lloyd the willies. He wasn't quite ready to be exposed in front of the 
girls and he realized if they were to change his diapers that just 
would happen.

It got rather quiet in the playhouse for a while. Each girl was doing 
her own thinking while Lloyd wished someone would make at least a 
little noise.

Martha finally spoke. "Lloyd… I know you must be thinking it may be…. 
how should I put it?….. What I mean is it might seem weird for you to 
have a girl change your diapers, but I think after you had it done a 
few times you might get use to it. Billy, the boy I baby sit, cried the 
first time I changed him, but after that he just lets me do it 
anytime."

Clara looked at Lloyd waiting for his reaction. Martha just looked at 
him and smiled but Lloyd was not so convinced.

"I know you're my cousins and all, but you are still girls. I don't 
think many boys would like it to have a girl… you know, undress them. I 
mean, you being my cousins and all it might be ok but I just don't feel 
right about having even you guys doing it for me." Finally Lloyd got 
courage to say what was bothering him about it.

Again the room quieted down a while as the kids sat thinking.

"I have an idea…!" Martha took a deep breath then…..

"There is nobody here but sis and I and nobody will need to ever know 
anyway… I was just thinking that if you would let us…. Ugh! We could, 
maybe…. You know… do something that would help you get over being 
afraid. Wanta try it?" Martha stuttered.

"I am not afraid, it's only, well, having a girl messing with me, I 
mean, undressing me, you know, putting diapers on me," Lloyd responded. 
And if he could he felt like just leaving the tree house.

Clara wasn't sure what Martha was thinking, but was wondering if Lloyd 
would go along with it. She sat on the edge of the bench after Martha 
brought up the question.

Lloyd had no idea what she was talking about either. But he was willing 
to listen to anything that would ease his uneasiness. Well, nearly 
anything.

"Do what?" he held his breath.

"Let's play like we are changing your diaper! " Martha almost 
whispered.

Clara responded, "Yeah! Do it, Lloyd."

"Would I have to take all my clothes off?" Lloyd was not only shy about 
this but his face showed embarrassment. He felt his heart beating 
harder.

"No one can see us here and no one can hear us… But after you do it 
you'll no longer be shy anymore!" Martha started pulling at his T-
shirt.

"But… But… you'll see me." Lloyd was not only embarrassed he was 
confused.

Clara started to say something, but Martha quickly held her hand over 
her sister's mouth.

Martha explained, "If you will let us play like we're changing your 
diaper then you won't be embarrassed when we have to change you 
tonight."

"Tonight… maybe your mom could do it." Lloyd knew sooner or later he 
would be put into diapers again but he wasn't thinking it would be so 
soon.

"Momma is a girl." Clara spoke up.

"Oh yeah, I knew that." The boy sat back on the bench.

Lloyd had to make a decision and soon because Martha was getting things 
ready for the play like diaper change.

"Wait a minute…" He pulled his T-shirt back into place. "What makes you 
think if I undress in front of you I won't be embarrassed tonight?"

"Because we would have already seen you and it would not be something 
new for you. Sort of like easing in to it so to speak."

But Martha added that this would be only like playing house and would 
not really be changing his diaper.

"You mean you only want to 'play like' your changing me?" Lloyd seemed 
to relax a bit. He then told them if they are only going to make a game 
of it he might let them.

Lloyd stood up. At that very moment he felt the urge to pee.

"I… Well, I gotta go pee right now!" He started to head out of the tree 
house. But Martha and Clara blocked his way.

"You don't understand, I really-- really have to go pee!" Lloyd was now 
holding tight between his legs and standing on one foot then the other.

"Clara, get the pot." Martha directed.

Clara opened a cupboard and came back with a large old fashion Bed Pot 
and sat it on the floor in front of Lloyd.

It was almost too late. The front of Lloyd's pants began to saturate 
wetness.

"Oh! Oh!" Clara held her hand to her mouth.

Lloyd felt the relief followed by warmth between his legs, he knew it 
was too late.

"I just couldn't wait." Lloyd had no choice he soaked his pants.

"Of course you couldn't… and you did try, I could see that." Martha 
comforted the boy. "Lets get you out of those wet pants. They will dry 
if we hang them up."

Without waiting for the boy to react, Martha unfastened his pants. With 
the zipper pulled she carefully pulled them off tossing them onto the 
floor. The rush of cool air reveled just how much he peed. Not only was 
his pants wet but his underpants and bottom of his T-shirt.

Clara's got a rag and began moping the small puddle under Lloyd.

Martha helped pull his underpants down and off while he lifted his T-
shirt.

Lloyd could now do nothing but stand fully exposed as the girls Began 
wiping away the fresh pee from his body. As uncomfortable as this made 
Lloyd he really knew he had no choice.

Martha sent Clara to look for something to either make a diaper out of 
or to wear.

Clara opened the storage box under the bench and pulled out some rags 
and clothing.

Clara started to giggle. "How about these?"

"Those are girls clothes." Lloyd complained.

"Don't have any boy's clothes." Clara giggled.

"Might as well bring those panties over we can make a diaper out of 
them." Martha was almost laughing.

"What's so funny?" Lloyd asked being rather mad about the whole thing. 
He went over to the bench and sat down holding his hands so to hide his 
nakedness.

Clara handed him a pair of girls white cotton underpants that reminded 
him of a little boy's training pants. He sighed a bit of relief because 
he was thinking she was going to give him those pink or green silk ones 
instead.

The cotton pants were a bit tight but he put it on. At least he was 
covered up.

Martha took his wet clothing and hung them over the side of the tree 
house where the hot sun would soon dry them.

Clara did not say much but sat beside Lloyd. Quietly she kept looking 
at him.

"What you looking at?" Lloyd still sore about what happened and very 
much embarrassed. At the moment he was not too friendly, either.

Martha came back and sat on the other side of him.

"Now, that was not so bad was it?' Martha giggled.

"Hey, I didn't know we had those old training panties… Get more of them 
I think we an make a real diaper out of them." Martha had an idea.

Clara rummaged through the box again and came up with about six pair. 
Some were a bit ragged but could be used.

"Lay down on the bench, Lloyd." Commanded Martha while she fitted 
another pair into his feet. Pulling them up she slipped it over the one 
already on. This she continued until all of them were on the boy. She 
kept one that was not torn for last.

"What that feel like?" Martha asked Lloyd.

"Awfully thick and tight." The boy looked down at himself.

"Can you walk?" Martha asked.

Lloyd was able to walk and bend over but not too well. He said the 
diaper felt much like a diaper but tighter.

They sat around talking about this and that, asking questions about 
their families etc. In a short time Lloyd forgot about his condition 
and became very relaxed. By the time his pants were dry he just did not 
care if they were looking at him or not.

If Lloyd's friends back home could see him now, they would never 
believe what as going on.

Martha knew it would be easy for her to change his diapers from now on.

The Visitor, Part 3

Bath and Diapers

When the kids left the tree house Lloyd was wearing his dry pants, 
which seemed a little bulgy from the train under-pant diapers. He 
didn't seem to mind it after the girls let his T-shirt hang over the 
outside of his pants hiding some of the puffiness of the 'diapers'.

What happened in the playhouse this morning left Lloyd with mixed 
feelings of guilt and pleasure. Late afternoon Lloyd had to pee again. 
Martha had told him to just pee in the new diapers, which he did. He 
enjoyed the feeling of the warm pee but by lunchtime he was a little 
bit uncomfortable.

Martha reminded him he would have to keep them on until they gave him a 
diaper tonight.

After having a quick lunch Mr. Martin, John, took Lloyd with him to the 
barn. Although they had a modern milking machine John taught Lloyd how 
to manually milk a cow. The boy quickly caught on and was soon making 
good progress filling the pail.

John kept an eye on the boy and when he saw how well he could follow 
instructions he felt he could count on the boy for other work around 
the farm.

John called out, "Nice job! You got nice hands for milking."

"It's like jerking off!" Lloyd quietly answered. His high pitch voice 
could barely be heard over the hum of the milking machines.

"What's that?" Uncle John called out.

"I said, it is like falling off a log, it's fun." Lloyd yelled out.

"When we're done we will need to get the milk in the cooler then 
tomorrow you can come with me when we deliver in town." Uncle John 
said.

By the time Lloyd was sitting down for the night dinner he was tired 
and was looking forward to bedtime. His makeshift diaper began to feel 
like a change after a couple more wet jobs.

Lloyd by now was feeling like he belonged which was very relaxing for a 
boy that had been uprooted from his home and placed in a strange and 
unknown situation. He knew he was loved and wanted. He knew no one 
would make fun of him for wetting his bed or pants.

After late dinner both Lloyd and the girls were again watching their 
favorite TV show. When it was over Mrs. Martin told the kids it was 
bedtime. Lloyd was hoping they could get ready for bed, he was tired 
and looking forward to his clean dry diaper.

Aunt Betty told Lloyd he smelled like a cow and would need to take a 
bath before going to bed.

Once again Lloyd felt an embarrassing moment. But because of the Play 
House experience he would not be so shy about being stripped down for a 
bath.

Aunt Betty had the boy stand before her while she began to undress him. 
She kept saying things like, "These clothes sure need a good washing" 
and " When was the last time you took a bath?"

Clara started to say something but her big sister interrupted her.

"I can take his clothes and wash them, Momma." Martha said.

Lloyd knew Clara was about to say what momma smelled was pee and not so 
much the cow. But Martha kept her from talking.

"Yes, Martha, thank you.. You are such a help." Aunt Betty said.

When Aunt Betty saw the multi-train pants on the boy she was puzzled. 
"Martha, what… how did he get these."

"Well, he had an accident today so we gave those to him to put on." 
Martha explained.

"That was nice of you but why so many?" Aunt Betty asked.

"So he wouldn't wet his pants again?" Clara spoke up.

"Well, that was an idea." was all Aunt Betty said about that.

Aunt Betty took off the pile of underwear and realized they too were 
soaking wet she had Martha wash them too.

Lloyd was left standing completely naked in the living room. He was 
surprised that he never felt embarrassed as he was before. He believed 
that because no one was making an issue over his nakedness he wouldn't 
either.

Being a city boy he was not accustomed to living in a small farmhouse 
where family modesty was more a luxury then a necessity. Being the only 
boy didn't seem to matter when it came to talking a bath or dressing. 
But it still gave him a funny feeling to be stripped in the presents of 
others.

Lloyd was relaxed in the warm water; he lathered up a washrag with 
soap. Just as he was thinking he was going to have a private bath the 
door opened and in walked the two girls wearing nothing but their 
panties and carrying their tooth brushes. Lloyd made some comment about 
privacy but it fell upon deaf ears. Aunt Betty told him that living on 
a farm meant we have to share our time and space.

When it came time for Lloyd to get out of the tub to be dried Martha 
handed him a towel. She stood by while he wiped himself dry.

Where no body could hear but Lloyd Martha said, "Your sooooo cute!" It 
was the way she drew out the 'so' that produced that special feeling 
Lloyd liked so well.

"You shouldn't say those things, someone might hear you!" Lloyd said in 
his soft voice but with a smile of approval.

"I wanted you to hear, I really mean it, Cousin." She laid the whole 
sentence on 'Cousin'.

Dropping the towel and looking around Lloyd did not try to hid himself. 
"Where's my PJ's? He asked.

"You have to come into the bedroom so I can put your diaper on, you 
won't need those old PJ's anymore." She told him.

"Good, they kept pulling up on me anyway. Do you and Clara always sleep 
in your panties?" He asked.

"As long as you're here we have to." Martha answered.

"It's ok, you have to wear diapers and we have to wear panties." Clara 
added.

Ducking his head as if he was about to say something he shouldn't, 
Lloyd whispered "I don't care if you sleep naked, I always did at 
home." Then he added, "But Daddy does too."

"So does our Daddy." She answered.

"How do you know, you saw him?" Lloyd asked.

"Sometimes." She answered without giving any more information.

"Wow!" Exclaimed Lloyd.

"If you slept naked we'd all get wet." Giggled Clara.

The kids came out of the bathroom giggling and laughing as they headed 
for the bedroom.

With Lloyd laying on the bed Clara pulled a diaper out of the package 
and handed it to Martha.

"Martha?" Lloyd wiped the corner of his lips with his tongue. "Do you 
really like me!"

Martha opened her eyes wider. The small black dot became larger as her 
eyes began to dilate.

"Of Course! You're my cousin, sure I 'like' you. Your soooo cute." She 
leaned over and gave him a peck on the cheek.

Lloyd closed his eyes when she started to draw out the 'so'.

Lloyd whispered, "I liked what we did in the Tree house."

Martha whispered back, "Me too!"

The two cousins stood staring at each other for only a moment before 
Martha caught her breath.

"Guess we better get your diaper on." She sighed.

"Make it really thick if you want!" Lloyd grinned.

"Ok, I'll put two of them on. You like that?" Martha finished fastening 
the one.

"OK!" The boy chuckled.

"How come your mom and dad don't get upset?" Lloyd asked while he laid 
on the bed ready for the second diaper.

"You mean cause you have to wear diapers? Why should they, what happens 
just happens? Lots of boys have to wear diapers. It don't make sense to 
be upset does it?" Martha giggled. She pulled another diaper from the 
package.

"Who's upset?" Clara asked as she stuck her head out of the covers.

"Nobody, Clara, Lloyd just ran through the living room and Mom and Dad 
saw him naked." Martha explained.

"Oh is that all!" Clara crawled over to watch as Martha pulled the 
diaper tightly around Lloyd's waist.

After the diaper was fastened the three kids laughed, giggled, and 
talked. They even had a pillow fight until Aunt Betty came in making 
them crawl under the covers and turning off the lights.

With the lights out Clara moved in close to Lloyd who did not seem to 
mind at all. Feeling the warmth of Clara next to him made Lloyd's head 
feel dizzy as he rubbed his diaper for comfort. He noticed that Martha 
seemed restless for a while but after she stopped shifting around and 
making sighs she finally fell to sleep.

The Visitor, Part 4

Daytime Diapers

When Lloyd woke up the next morning he was aware that Clara was fast 
asleep beside him. She had an arm wrapped over his chest, her leg over 
his leg. Her head was only inches from his.

Lloyd carefully lifted her arm from his chest as he moved over onto his 
side. Being as slow and careful as he could he pulled his leg out from 
under hers. He finally made his way to the edge of the bed where he sat 
for a moment until coming fully awake. He felt he needed to get to the 
bathroom but realized his diaper was already soaking wet. Standing up 
in the half dark room he took a few steps towards the door but was not 
able to hold back any longer. He bent his knees and squatted down while 
warm pee made another attempt to flood his already heavy diaper.

"OH NO!" He blurted out.

Martha had been awake and was watching him as he moved towards the 
door. When she saw him squatting down she wondered what was happening. 
Then when Lloyd called out she knew he must have had an accident.

Martha got out of bed and came to the boy who by this time was holding 
onto his diaper in both hands because the weight of wetness had weighed 
down so heavy that he thought he was about to loose them.

Lloyd had let go of his diaper just as she took a hold of them. 
Carefully she unfastened the top diaper so it could be taken off. The 
top diaper was not wet at all, the under diaper had held it all. Martha 
set it aside.

After removing the top diaper and not to disturb Clara, Martha laid the 
boy on her own bed. Then put the other disposal diaper back on him. She 
lifted his butt, slid the diaper under and then finished fastening it 
around his waist.

All this time Lloyd was very quiet allowing Martha to do her diapering 
job. She kissed him after the diaper was replaced and told him not to 
worry about it, that it was all right.

The diaper felt as if he had nothing on compared to the double one. But 
Lloyd felt better and because it was almost time to get up anyway he 
slipped out of the bedroom and went out on the front porch. He sat in 
the bench swing, rocking himself back and forth. The air was cool but 
comfortable. In a moment Martha joined him. She had put on a robe to 
cover her panties.

The two slowly rocked back and forth as they talked about many things 
kids talk about.

Martha moved closer to him and put an arm around his neck. With the 
other hand she let it rest on his arm.

Because she was looking at him with a weird smile it began to bother 
Lloyd. But when she moved her hand over to his diaper Lloyd began to 
feel even stranger.

"What you doing?" The boy asked.

"It's Ok! You have diapers on." Martha never stopped her petting as she 
moved her hand higher and ran a finger over the top of his diaper.

"Ohhhh!" Lloyd tried to slide over a bit but was already near the 
swings arms. Martha's hand was cold causing Lloyd to shiver.

"Don't you want to touch me too?" She asked just as she ran her finger 
into and out of his belly button.

"Yeah, but I got a diaper on and you don't!" He whispered nervously.

"I know but it is Ok, I am your cousin!" Martha kissed the air with her 
lips.

"OH Oh!" the boy whispered in a loud sort of way when he felt her touch 
his diaper again. As much as this was confusing Lloyd he never moved 
away.

"SHHHHHhhhh!" Martha quieted him. "Don't wake up the others."

Lloyd began to remember a time when a couple of his friends were in 
their tree house. The boys began touching each other in play. Lloyd 
thought this kind of play was fun but he never had a girl ever touch 
him like that. Martha had a strange look on her face that only added to 
Lloyds anxiety.

If Lloyd had another minute to catch his breath he might have gone 
along with her idea…. but suddenly the front door opened.

Both kids jumped apart and Martha started the swing to move as if they 
were just swinging.

Standing before them was Uncle John on his way to milk the cows.

"What you kids doing out here this early?" Uncle John asked surprised 
to see them sitting out this early in the cool morning.

"Well…." Lloyd started to say something but Martha interrupted.

"Hi Daddy, We just couldn't sleep any longer and did not want to bother 
Clara so we came out here to talk."

Wither or not Uncle John bought the story or not is not known but he 
told them they should go back into the house because it was too cold to 
be out side with out their clothes on.

Lloyd was not feeling cold but knew what his Uncle meant. He jumped to 
his feet and Martha went with him.

In the house they saw Aunt Betty getting breakfast ready so they went 
right into the kitchen and sat at the table.

Aunt Betty looked puzzled but said nothing about them coming in from 
outside. She served each with a couple pancakes with hot maple syrup. 
Soon they were joined by Clara still in her panties and yawning as she 
just woke up.

"What you kids planning to do today?" Aunt Betty asked.

"Oh nothing." They all shrugged their shoulders while continuing their 
breakfast.

"Nothing?" Aunt Betty answered, "Well, let me see… I have a few things 
that need doing around here and Uncle John could use Lloyd to help with 
the cows. Want me to suggest something to do?"

"NO! We just wanta go play, Momma." Clara sort of stomped her feet.

Uncle John came back into the house to get something before returning 
to the barn.

"Lloyd why don't you come with me when you're done eating. I can use a 
hand." Uncle John gave the boy a pat on the back as he headed for the 
door without waiting for the boy to answer.

"OK, Uncle John wants Lloyd so you girls can give me a hand in the 
house. You will have plenty of time to play by this afternoon." Aunt 
Betty said.

"But my clothes are in the wash, Auntie." Lloyd explained.

"I know. Uncle John and I were thinking maybe you won't need those city 
clothes out here, besides you would clean up easier then doing a days 
washing. We figure you can get along with a T-Shirt and diapers. You 
should also wear some high top socks and boots which I will get for 
you." Aunt Betty said as she cleared the breakfast table.

Lloyd said nothing but looked at the girls as if he mis-heard what his 
Aunt had just said.

"What about us, Momma?" Clara asked.

"If you girls want to wear a diaper too, that would be ok if not I 
suggest you wear something besides panties." Mom laughed.

"We don't want no diapers, we're girls and big girls don't have to wear 
wet smelly diapers." Clara frowned.

"Ok, no diapers for you girls but the next few weeks are going to be 
very warm outside and if you want play I would suggest you put on 
something light and fun to wear. So, I am going to town this morning I 
want you girls to go with me and pick out some summer play outfits." 
Mom told them.

"OH boy new play clothes!" Clara clapped for joy.

Martha asked if they could buy any kind of clothing they wanted or 
would it be picked out for them.

"Martha, most of every thing you wear was your idea… I never force you 
to wear what you don't want to." Mom looked a bit hurt. "Of course you 
can buy any thing that fits you."

"Ok." Martha smiled. "Don't forget to get Lloyd some cloth diapers and 
diaper pins."

"Yes and I want you to pick them out, you seem to know more about them 
then I do. And get a few diaper covers too." Aunt Betty said.

"How many?" asked Martha.

"We still have the washing the cloth diapers but I would think if we 
had about…. say about 12 pairs we could keep them washed and ready. 
Maybe get at least 6 plastic diaper covers. And do they have anything 
that don't make all that noise when the kid walks?"

"Sally's Diaper Service does, they are soft and can be worn over the 
cloth or disposal diaper. They have a waterproof liner and makes a 
great diaper cover. They can even be used as a diaper by themselves." 
Martha told her mom. She knew about them because of the boy she sits 
with.

"That's right, Sally does sell diapers for older kids too… and she will 
do the washing and deliver won't she?" Aunt Betty was glad she thought 
about that.

Lloyd was not out the door yet and overheard the conversation. He was 
beginning to think wearing diapers in the daytime might be a lot of 
fun, too. He put on his shoes and socks and ran to the barn.

The Visitor, Part 5

Diaper Boy Lloyd Gets A Bikini Treat

Once in the barn Lloyd found Gorgy (the hired hand) and his son, Walter 
(age 16), were busy cleaning the barn. Both Gorgy and Walter were 
wearing what looked like waders over their overalls. Both were covered 
with what Lloyd thought looked like bits and pieces of cow pies. Lloyd 
thought they smelled worse then the cows so he kept his distance. He 
found his Uncle in a small room adjusting the milking machines.

As Lloyd entered his Uncle's milk room he turned to see the Walter 
staring at him while leaning on his barn broom. He had a funny smile on 
his face.

The hired hand called out to his son, "Walter, get to work and stop 
looking at the boy like that."

Lloyd shut the door behind him. Uncle John had seen Walter and knew it 
may have upset Lloyd. He said, "Don't let Water bother you, son. His 
dad keeps an eye on him."

"What you want me to do?" Lloyd asked.

Uncle John looked Lloyd over, he was grinning when he saw the boy in a 
disposal diaper and T-Shirt. He was sure that was why Walter was 
staring.

Uncle John had always hoped one of his own kids would have been a boy. 
He was becoming very fond of Lloyd.

"You don't want to get messed up in those pretty diapers so I think I 
will have you sit here in the office and sort out those gismos. Put 
them in the box but separate them into types by putting them in the 
different slots, can you do that for me?" Uncle John asked.

"Sure I can, that's easy." Lloyd said as he sat at the table picking up 
a handful of gismos.

Uncle John was pleased having the boy with him. He kept an eye on him 
not only to see if he was doing what he was asked to do but because the 
sight of a big boy in diapers had an effect on him. Lloyd was busy 
doing just what he was asked to do. Uncle John was pleased to have the 
boy with him.

Just before noon Aunt Betty and the girls returned from shopping in 
town. Lloyd was still in the barn when the pickup drove in. Uncle John 
told the boy he could go and play the rest of the afternoon now that 
the girls were back.

Uncle John said, "You better go see if the girls need help packing in 
all that stuff they bought."

"I wonder what they did buy… The said they were going to get me 
something too." Lloyd ran out to the pickup truck.

The girls seemed excited about some packages they carried into the 
house. Aunt Betty handed Lloyd a large sack that was rather heavy for 
him to carry. When he got into the living room he found the girls 
holding some bright colored clothing as if measuring to see how they 
would fit. Lloyd was not sure what they had.

He dumped his sack on the floor by the big easy chair and found some 
heavy cloth material with a shape like an hourglass. Sown long the edge 
was a bright red binding. The material was sewn together with different 
layers giving it a thick appearance.

Lloyd held one up for a better look. "What's this?"

The girls came over giggling, "That's your new cloth diapers and the 
others are covers to keep you from leaking."

"Don't look like no diapers!" Lloyd rubbed it against his face. "Gee 
they sure feel soft but they have no fasteners, how you fasten them?"

"Don't need fasteners, silly, those are cloth diapers… you use Baby 
safety pins. They are in that little sack." Clara announced.

"Cloth. Eh? Gee, so big, I think they are too big for me." Lloyd held 
one up to himself, they looked more like a blanket then a diaper to 
him.

"Want me put one on you now?" Martha asked.

"I don't know, Sort of big aren't they?" Lloyd picked up another, which 
was the same, but the color of the binding was green.

Aunt Betty overheard them talking and interrupted, "You kids get ready 
to play outside. That goes for you too Lloyd. I want all of you playing 
outside in the fresh air."

"Can we put on our new play clothes." Martha asked.

"That's the idea, That's why we bought them. I want you kids to get 
fresh air and sunshine, you all look a little peeked to me." Aunt Betty 
told her.

"Look what we got, Lloyd" Clara held up what he thought looked like a 
thin diaper with strings.

"What is it? Girls diapers?" Lloyd giggled.

"No it's a Bikini bottom, don't you know?" Clara held up it to for 
Lloyd to see.

"Not very big is it? What else do you wear with it?" Lloyd thought she 
was just kidding him.

"We don't wear nothing with it, here I'll show you." Clara then began 
to pull off her T-shirt. She picked up another piece of the outfit 
which looked like a long scarf with strings. She put her arms into the 
loops and wrapped it around her chest and turned around asking Lloyd to 
tie it in back.

"What these for?" he asked.

"You sure don't know much about girls do you, Lloyd?" Clara giggled.

"Lloyd tied the ends in back. She turned around and with her hands she 
moved it into place covering her small almost unseen nipples.

"See!" Clara let Lloyd look at her.

"Oh… yeah.. Ok." Lloyd grinned.

Then Clara shocked Lloyd by pulled off her shorts and underpants then 
stepped out of them without any hesitation.


Lloyd gasped. "Don't you wear panties under your… bikini?"
"No silly you don't wear panties with a bikini. Here hold this." She 
handed him her panties.

Lloyd quickly dropped them next to her shorts. He stood dumbfounded as 
he watched her fit the bikini between her legs. She twisted herself 
around while pulling the back up over her little butt. Then she had him 
tie the two strings on her hips.

Lloyd hoped no one would walk in on them while he was tieing the 
strings. He found helping his little cousin both fun and somewhat 
embarrassing. He stood back for a better look.

Clara turned around and opened her arms and let him see what it looked 
like on her.

"See… It's a red and yellow bikini!" she giggled.

Lloyd's eyes saw more open skin then bikini. When she turned her back 
towards him it was almost as if she was wearing nothing at all. The 
material behind had moved into her butt crack with just a little bit 
fanned out at her waist.

"How you like it?" She asked as she dance in a circle.

"Are you sure that is all you wear?" He asked. He sure didn't mind 
seeing her like this but what if someone else would come to the farm, 
what would they think. At least his diaper covered all of his 
embarrassing parts.

About that time Martha walked out of the bedroom where she had put on 
her bikini.

When Lloyd turned to look he had to rub his eyes. Like in a dream, 
Lloyd could not believe what he was seeing. Much like Clara, Martha had 
on only a small bit of material.

"What you think? Martha turned around and around.

I thought you girls were not going to wear diapers?" he teased.

"Not diapers, Lloyd, these are bikinis. Lots of girls wear them. 
Haven't you ever seen them before?" Martha said.

"No, only in pictures of some ladies… Boy… my friends will never 
believe me!" Lloyd said.

Lloyd knew girls can wear different clothes then boys. Girls had always 
made him feel strange when they wore skimpy clothing. Even his friends 
would sit together watching the girls play on the playground equipment 
hoping to see something exciting.

But being this close to his cousin's in bikinis was causing him to feel 
sort of peculiar all over. He tried to keep himself from looking at 
their bikinis but he had found that nearly impossible.

Lloyd sat in the big chair while the girls sat on the floor putting on 
their ankle socks and play shoes. He felt pleasantly uncomfortable and 
just a little naughty when the girls drew their knees up so to tie 
their shoes.

When they sat spread eagle Lloyd could see more then their bikini's. 
Lloyd felt a little warm and was squirming uncomfortably on the chair 
when Aunt Betty came in the room. When she saw Lloyd she came over to 
him. "Lloyd are you feeling ill?"

"No I feel ok." Lloyd was surprised at her question as much as he was 
taken by surprise by her presents.

"You looking a little peeked and you're sweating. I thought you had a 
fever." Aunt Betty touched his forehead.

Aunt Betty started for the kitchen when she made some comment about the 
bikinis. The girls laughed.

Martha stood up stretching herself then picking up one of Lloyd's new 
diapers and a cover then motioned for him to follow her into the 
bedroom.

Martha had him lay on the bed. She laid the new diaper with some baby 
powder on a chair near the bed.

Clara came in and sat down on Martha's bed drawing up her knees so she 
could watch.

Martha took off Lloyd's old disposable diaper then pulled his T-shirt 
up to his chest. She started to turn to get the new diapers but instead 
she took a double look at Lloyd.

"My aren't you getting a little bigger then last time?" Martha giggled.

Lloyd brought his hands down covering himself. She just smiled then 
turned for the diaper.

Lloyd watched as she bent over to pick up the diaper. The string ran up 
her crack was hardly visible. It was almost too much for Lloyd. He bit 
at his lip and turned his face but quickly took another look.

Because Lloyd was a normal boy he had no control over his emotions 
while feelings of provocation gave him confusion.

When Martha came back she found Lloyd had crossed his legs trying to 
hide the diaper area.

"Come on Lloyd I have to get this diaper on you." She pulled his legs 
apart. Clara stood up to see what the fuss was about.

Martha slipped the pre-cut diaper under him before sprinkling some baby 
powder over his parts. Lloyd looked as it he was caught in some 
naughtiness.

Instead of making an issue of it Martha pulled the diaper into place 
without smoothing out the powder. Then she carefully pinned the diaper 
after pulling the sides as tight as she could. The new diaper required 
two safety pins on each side.

The cut was as if personally made for Lloyd. The top came about 5 
inches above his belly button with the sides coming high on his hips. 
It wrapped his butt tight and smooth while the front molded outward 
giving him plenty of room.

Martha had him stand up while she stretched the elastic waistband of 
the slip on cover to fit over the diaper pins.

After Lloyd got to look at himself in the mirror he was very pleased.

Clara looked him over from top to bottom. "You are cute, Lloyd, I like 
those diapers on you.

Martha said the same thing only she gave him a hug from behind pressing 
up against him. Lloyd gritted his teeth not that he did not enjoy the 
hug but trying to gain control over his emotions.

They went back out into the living room where Aunt Betty gave him 
another package.

She had also bought him knee high socks and cowboy boots that came up 
almost half as far as the socks. She helped the boy put them on.

When Clara saw him she stood quite with her mouth open in pleasurable 
grin. "Lloyd, you look like a real cowboy now!"

"Ah yes and a c-u-t-e cowboy!" Martha drawled out the word "cute'. This 
gave Lloyd goose bumps on his arms for the way she said it.

After Martha said that she gave him a full hand slap on the diaper 
butt. Lloyd would had liked to do the same for her but didn't know if 
he should since there was nothing back there but bare skin.

Aunt Betty said, "go, go, go." As she ushered them out the door.

With a shout of freedom the kids headed outside to play.

"Have fun kids… be sure to use the sun lotion often, we don't want any 
sunburns." Aunt Betty called out.

As the kids ran around the barn heading for the tree house Lloyd caught 
a glimpse of Walter. He was looking out one of the windows. It looked 
as if he was wiggling his tongue and making noises. Lloyd could not 
understand what he was saying.

Down the path Lloyd looked back again and Walter was still doing it and 
waving. Lloyd was sure it had everything to do with his diaper and the 
girls' bikinis. Walter's actions also gave Lloyd goose bumps. Walter 
was a little weird.

Near the tree house was a large patch of grassy play area. A swing hung 
from one large tree with an old tire tied at the bottom. To another 
tree was an old slide with a home made ladder attached. The kids took 
turns using these toys before going into the tree house.

Lloyd soon got over his funny feelings and settled into play as they 
chased each other around the playground. Laughing and giggles filled 
the air as the children abandoned themselves in their own little world 
of make-believe.

Martha kept stopping the play long enough to get sun tan oil on herself 
and the others. Already both girls sported slightly reddened butts 
where the skin was so bleached out before.

After the children tired of their playground activities they climbed 
into the tree house. Pulling the partly broken card table up to the 
bench Martha got out a game of Chinese Checkers which they soon found 
themselves lost in time.

The Visitor, Part 6

Playing House

After playing Chinese Checkers in the tree house the kids were thinking 
about what to do next. The afternoon was fading away fast and would 
soon be time to go back to the house.

"I know what we can do! Let's play house and Lloyd can be the baby." 
Clara clapped her hands.

"Why me?" questioned Lloyd.

"Cause you're the boy with diapers." She jumped for joy.

"And I am the mommy!" Announced Martha.

"Ok, and I am… I am… What am I, Martha?" Clara questioned.

"Well, you can be either the Daddy or his little Sister?" Martha gave 
her the choice.

"I can't be the Daddy cause I'm a girl" Clara reminded.

"This is only make-believe, Clara, you can be the Daddy if you want!" 
Martha explained.

Lloyd was just standing nervously knowing very well that he was the 
baby boy and would soon have his diaper changed. He was already wet and 
about to pee again. But by now he was feeling very comfortable with his 
cousins and actually was looking forward to this 'playing house' game.

He was deciding whither he should pee again or wait till the new diaper 
was put on? He giggled to himself thinking about being changed twice so 
he decided to hold back so he could save it for the new dry diaper.

Because Clara refused to be the husband of Martha they made her to be 
Lloyd's little Sister. Besides it was easier for him to pretend Clara 
was his Sister then his Daddy.

Martha began to take charge and had the room rearranged by folding the 
card table and putting it away. She announced that the bench would be 
the baby crib. She set an imaginary room where there was everything to 
care for a baby.

"Here suck on this." Clara commanded by hading him a pacifier.

Lloyd spit it out but Clara only reinserted it telling him babies need 
to suck on things.

Lloyd went along with what he called, 'baby torture'.

"Clara!" Martha talked like an older woman, "You and your brother have 
been giving me a headache all day and I have had it with you two. Now 
get to bed and not a peep out of either of you." Martha stomped her 
feet.

Lloyd laid down on one end of the bench while Clara the other end.

Martha walked over to the boy and leaned over kissing him on the check. 
"What a cutie little boy I have, I just love him to pieces."

Lloyd thought that was going too far and wiped his face with his hand. 
"What ya do that for?"

"Cause you're so c-u-t-e." She did it again stretching out the word 
cute.

"I love you Mommy!" he heard himself say as he played the game. Lloyd 
flushed as his face began to show some embarrassment.

"Really?" She seemed surprised then, "Oh yeah, I know."

They continued to play house until Clara said, "Mommy, I think Lloyd 
needs his diaper changed."

"How do you know that, my little girl?" Martha playing momma.

"Cause I can smell pee-pee!" Clara sat up from the bench pointing at 
Lloyd.

"We will just have to fix him up won't we, Dear?" Martha pulled out 
another pair of the new diapers from the bag she brought along.

By this time Lloyd had been holding his full bladder from emptying the 
second time. It was beginning to make him uncomfortable. He hoped they 
would change him quickly so he to let go again.

Lloyd lay -goo-goo-ing like a baby with his pacifier in his mouth. He 
kicked his legs and wiggled more for having to pee then play-acting.

"Come, Clara and you can help me with his nasty dirty diaper." Martha 
handed a small make believe rag to wipe him with.

Lloyd lay still when the two girls began to pull off his diaper cover. 
Clara unsnapped one of the safety pins. Lloyd began feeling excited 
when Clara lifted the front of his diaper pulling it down to the bench 
leaving him fully exposed.

The diaper being so thick and very warm caused the boy to sweat some 
but now that the diaper was open he could feel the cool air on his damp 
diaper area. Lloyd continued to play the part of being the baby by 
sucking harder on his pacifier while stretching out his legs. Lloyd was 
less embarrassed and was finding it a joy being the baby for his 
cousins.

"Look, Mommy, what's happening to Lloyd's thingy?" Clara started to 
reach out but Martha pulled her hand back.

"Naughty, naughty little sister. Boys do that sometimes when their 
diapers are being changed. But you mustn't touch." Martha reached for 
some baby oil she had in the bag.

"Why can't I touch it?" Clara showed disappointment.

"Cause." Martha answered.

"Cause why?" Clara asked again.

"Just because." Martha frowned at her sister.

"Well, why is it you never answer me when I ask you these things?" 
Clara was not play-acting now.

Martha poured a few drops of baby oil into the palm of her hand. 
Bringing her oily hand down between his legs she slowly wiped until the 
oil had absorbed into his skin. Lloyd held his breath. He had to pee so 
bad by this time he was afraid he would pee on Martha's hand.

"Hey, you're touching him!" Clara was getting a little hot tempered.

"I have to. I'm the Mommy and I need to put baby oil all over him." 
Martha continued without stopping.

Meantime, Lloyd was experiencing some hot flashes that gave him mixed 
feelings about being diapered this way. Just when he was about to pull 
her hand away she stopped to pick up the new diaper.

When Martha's back was turned Clara quickly reached for the boy. The 
way she squeezed his thingy Lloyd took a deep breath and groaned. 
"Ohhhh!"

Just as he was being squeezed about half of his bladder emptied.

Clara wasn't sure what happened but she quickly withdrew her wet hand 
and let out a little scream.

By the time Martha turned around Clara was standing with her hands 
behind her back.

Martha noticed the look on Clara's face was like a naughty girl being 
caught doing something she ought not to.

"What?" Martha asked.

"Nothing! Are you going to put his diaper on now?" Clara smiled like a 
little angel.

"Sure, wanta help?" Martha had Lloyd lift his butt off the bench so she 
could take the wet diaper from under him.

Martha noticed the smell of fresh pee and could see new wetness on the 
old diaper.

Martha hesitated before placing the new diaper into place. She just 
smiled to herself then pulled the diaper closed and worked the safety 
pins into place.

Martha decided not to put the diaper's heavy cover on for now. She even 
suggested he take off his T-shirt because it was getting much warmer 
and he would be more comfortable.

The real reason was that Martha wanted to see Lloyd in only a cloth 
diaper. Something about seeing the safety pins and white diaper over a 
suntanned boy gave her much pleasure. She had Lloyd sit where she could 
rub his body with more sun tan lotion.

Meantime, Clara had pulled her hand from behind her and was looking at 
her damp hand. She took a few sniffs then wiped her hands with a piece 
of rag.

Soon after that they heard Aunt Betty calling from the house that it 
was time to come get ready to eat again. The sun was beginning to sit. 
Being a hot day the air was still warm, about 85 degrees in the shade.

Lloyd liked being in diapers because of the heat. And the girls were 
enjoying their new bikinis for the same reason.

With Lloyd in the middle holding hands with both girls they hopped and 
skipped all the way back to the farmhouse.

Somewhere between the tree house and the farmhouse Lloyd finished 
empting his bladder in his diaper. He liked the warm feeling that 
seemed to slowly flow in his diaper.

The Visitor, Part 7

The Bath

The night dinner was over and the family was relaxing in the living 
room.

Lloyd was still in his diaper but had taken off his boots and socks. He 
was lying on his stomach alongside of Clara and Martha who had only had 
on their bikini bottoms. They were watching a favorite TV movie.

Uncle John was sitting across the room in his big chair reading the 
evening news. Aunt Betty was lying on the couch reading her favorite 
book.

Uncle John could be seen sneaking a peek at the kids now and then while 
changing the pages of the paper. When he chuckled to himself it was 
apparent he was enjoying what he saw.

When Uncle John could catch Aunt Betty's eye, he would wink at her. She 
smiled and nodded her head in understanding. This was a signal 
indicating their special night.

After the movie was over Aunt Betty announced that this was bath night 
and ordered all the kids into the bathroom.

"Me too?" asked Lloyd.

"You're a kid aren't you?" Aunt Betty asked.

"Yeah, but I'm a boy." Lloyd swallowed hard. He would not mind taking a 
bath with the girls but would not admit it to Aunt Betty or Uncle John.

"Then get your butt in the bathroom." Aunt Betty said with a laugh 
pointing out the way.

"I will be washing tomorrow so be sure all your dirty clothes are in 
the wash room. And Lloyd, any dirty cloth diapers I want in the pail." 
Aunt commanded.

Because of the relaxed attitude towards family nudity the girls stood 
up, untied their bikini bottoms and carried them to the washroom.

Lloyd sat up not sure if he should take off his diaper or not.

Clara went into the bathroom where Aunt Betty filled the tub.

Martha came back to the living room and seeing Lloyd had not yet 
removed his diaper she asked, "Your suppose to take your diaper into 
the wash room where your other dirty diapers are?"

"I know!" Lloyd answered.

"Want me to help you?" Martha asked.

Lloyd looked a little disgusted that she would ask if he needed help. 
He stood up and slipped the diaper down without removing the pins. He 
handed the diaper to Martha and walked towards the bathroom leaving 
Martha to take the diaper to the washroom.

When Martha realized the diaper was soaking wet she said, "I just 
changed you a while ago and your wet again already?" She shook her head 
giggling.

Clara was already in the tub when Lloyd came in. Aunt Betty was 
crouched down washing the little girl's face and ears. Lloyd was asked 
to climb in.

"Good thing we have a large tub." Aunt Betty laughed.

Aunt Betty decided Martha would have to take her bath later but asked 
her to help bathe the younger kids first.

After Aunt Betty moved out of the way. Martha was kneeling down beside 
the tub. "I'll get diapers and things laid out on the bed so you will 
have them after your bath." Aunt Betty left the bathroom.

Lloyd kept watching Martha as she bent over him with the washrag filled 
with soapsuds. She had him stand up so she could wash all of him before 
rinsing.

"You like me to bathe you, eh?" Martha asked.

"Yeah, it's ok." Lloyd stood facing her. He didn't seem to mind that 
both girls were watching.

Martha took more time then needed to soap him all over. She had him 
turn around then began to wash his butt. Lloyd giggled when she washed 
inside his thighs.

"That tickles!" Lloyd turned his head.

Clara seemed oblivious to what was going on between her older sister 
and Lloyd while she was washing herself.

Martha had Lloyd sit down again so she could rinse him off. Using a cup 
she poured water over his head till he was rinsed of soap. Martha used 
her hands to brush off the soapy water.

Even though his mother would rinse him in a similar way, Lloyd thought 
the way Martha was doing more enjoyable.

Lloyd was told to get out of the tub and dry himself.
Then Martha turned her attention to Clara.

Lloyd was heading towards the bedroom. As he streaked through the 
living room he heard a wolf whistle from Uncle John who had dropped his 
paper in time to see the naked boy.

Lloyd never stopped but ran into the bedroom shutting the door behind 
him. To his surprise he ran right into Aunt Betty who was just about to 
leave the room.

She had him climb upon the bed then proceeded to diaper him. By the 
time he was diapered, powdered and pinned the girls came in. Lloyd was 
glad he was already diapered, not that he would not have liked the 
girls to diaper him, but like any normal boy he was reacting to all the 
attention given him by females.

Aunt Betty seemed to understand Lloyd's situation. "You're not so shy 
anymore are you, Lloyd?"

"What you mean, Auntie?" As he turned his eyes away from Martha.

"Well, when you first came to us you were so afraid we were going to 
look at you but now you seem to feel much better about it, don't you?" 
Aunt Betty took the cloth diaper cover and pulled it up and over his 
diaper making him have to spread his legs because of the thickness of 
being double diapered.

Lloyd hardly answered but nodded his head and smiled.

"You're a sweet little boy and we are very lucky to have you with us 
here." Aunt Betty leaned over and planted a kiss on his belly causing 
Lloyd to giggle more.

"We like having him here too, Mommy!" Clara just pulled on a pair of 
white training underpants then jumped into bed beside Lloyd.

Martha was already in her underpants and a halter that barely covered 
her belly.

"How about you Martha, you enjoy having Lloyd living with us?" Aunt 
Betty asked.

"Well, sometimes he acts like a boy but, yeah, I sort of like having 
him here anyway." She giggled and winked at Lloyd.

"I think they are teasing you, Lloyd. Pay no attention to them." Aunt 
Betty laughed.

"Aunt Betty, I like staying here. How much longer do I get to stay?" He 
asked.

"Oh, Lloyd, we are not going to send you home anytime soon. Your momma 
and daddy have a lot to work out yet and had asked us to keep you a 
little longer. Is that alright?" She sat on the bed beside him and 
reached out with a hug.

"I… I don't really need to go home for awhile, eh?" Lloyd asked.

"Are you worried about your Momma and Daddy?" She asked.

"Not worried, but I hope they can… " He dropped his head with a tear 
forming in one eye.

"You love them so much and don't want them to fight anymore don't you?" 
She pulled him closer while patting him gently.

Lloyd hadn't been feeling home sick since arriving but now he felt a 
little homesick. Aunt Betty understood his need to let it all out.

Looking up at his Aunt, Lloyd asked, "Do you think Momma will let me 
wear diapers when I go home?"

The question surprised Aunt Betty. "Did you wet the bed when you were 
home?"

"No, not for a long time?" Lloyd answered while looking up at is Aunt 
with a smile.

"You're doing a lot of wetting here, I think diapers are best for you, 
don't you?" She asked.

"Yes, I have to wear them here but can I still wear them when I go 
home?" Lloyd asked.

"Do you really like wearing them?" Aunt Betty asked in almost a 
whisper.

"Sure… Sort of… Anyway if I didn't it would be worst." He answered.

She held him close and patted and rubbed his back for the next few 
minutes. Then Lloyd asked another question.

"Aunt Betty, how come it feel so good to wear diapers?" He asked.

"Gee, I don't know…. Does it feel good?" Aunt Betty looked at Martha 
hoping maybe she would know.

"I don't know!" Martha shrugged her shoulders.

Clara spoke up, "Maybe because it is fun."

"Is that why, Lloyd, cause it is fun for you?" Aunt Betty asked.

"Well, maybe, sort of, but…." Lloyd wanted to ask some more questions 
but was too shy in doing so with the two girls listening.

Aunt Betty pushed a little bit more. "But what, Lloyd?"

Lloyd looked around at the two girls and turned back towards his Aunt. 
"Nothing I guess.." But Aunt Betty knew there was something he wanted 
to say.

"Ok kids, time now for bed." She tucked them in giving each a good 
night kiss. When she leaned over Lloyd she whispered into his ear, 
"Anytime you want to talk with me I will listen." She gave him a kiss 
on the cheek then left the room closing the door.

"Wow, for a minute I thought you were going to tell on us!" Martha 
slipped into her bed.

"Ah, I would never do that." Lloyd promised.

"You better not!" Martha warned.

"I won't!" insisted Lloyd

"Good night Lloyd!" Martha called out.

"Good night!" Clara whispered in Lloyd's ear.

Lloyd gave a little wave of his hand and turned over facing Clara.

Lloyd laid awake longer then the two of them. He was thinking about the 
day's activities while gently rubbing his diaper as was his habit.

The Visitor, Part 8

Walters Secret

Next morning after breakfast Uncle John took Lloyd, Walter and Walter's 
Dad with him in the pick up truck up the back pasture to help re-bank 
one of the small creeks that had spilled over into the field.

Both Lloyd and Walter rode in the bed of the pickup. On the way to the 
work site Walter sat leaning on the tailgate facing Lloyd who was 
sitting against the cab. Walter never took his eyes off of the boy.

"I like your diaper, Lloyd. Do you have to wear it or do you just like 
to wear it?" Walter asked as they rode over the bumpy road.

For the last several weeks Lloyd had noticed Walter looking at him. 
These incidences were disturbing to Lloyd. Now they were just feet away 
from each other and Lloyd could feel the older boy's eyes as they 
scanned his diapered body.

"It's Ok… Uncle John and Aunt Betty don't care if I wear them." Lloyd 
answered.

"I don't care if you wear them either… I'm glad you can wear them. I 
bet they are soft, too!" Walter smiled.

"These are cloth ones and they are really soft." Lloyd responded.

"I bet the girls like to look at you. too." Walter hung on tight when 
the truck hit a deep rut.

"They are my cousins." Lloyd said.

"I know. I think they are cute, too. I watched you and them the other 
day when you went to the tree house. They look really sexy in bikinis." 
The older boy rolled his eyes, "Man, seeing those little kittens and 
you in diapers made me get a h……!" Just at that time the truck hit 
another deep hole and both boys had to hang on tighter.

Lloyd understood what Walter was going to say. He has heard this kind 
of talk from older boys at school. Two of his closest friends use sexy 
talk when they are together. Lloyd was not too surprised that Walter 
might be interested in the girls wearing bikinis. He knew most boys 
would be interested.

But because of Walter interest in his diaper was the reason why Lloyd 
questioned his motives.

Walter pointed ahead, "We're almost there, good thing the creek is 
running lower now. It will be easy to fix the bank after we make a dam 
above it."

Uncle John stopped the truck when they got close to the creek. Walter 
was already on the ground before Lloyd could jump out. Walter caught 
Lloyd just as he sprang from the back of the truck.

"You Ok?" Walter asked while slowly lowering the boy to the ground.

"Sure… Thanks!" Lloyd stood brushing dust off his diaper.

"I'm glad you could come with us today." Walter whispered.

"Yeah, it might be fun." Lloyd answered.

"Yeah, fun… maybe!" Walter smiled. For the older boy it was just 
another day at work. He has not really had a fun day that he can 
remember. However, with Lloyd tagging along Walter thought maybe it can 
turn into a fun day.

Uncle John and the hired hand pulled the tools out of the pickup and 
motioned for the boys to follow them.

First they would need to re-enforce part of the dam above the spill 
area in order to slow the water at the broken bank site. The water was 
not very deep, it only came up to the knees of Lloyd in the deepest 
part.

Walter stripped to his underpants so he could wade out with Lloyd who 
was in only his diaper and tennis shoes. They could arrange some 
smaller rocks while Uncle John and Walter's Dad carried the heaver ones

It did not matter if Lloyd got his diaper wet; it would soon dry out 
anyway. Walter was keeping an eye on Lloyd while they worked. Lloyd was 
not as nervous around Walter as he was before, however, he wondered why 
Walter was so interested in him.

When they dammed the creek enough to hold back the heavy flow of water 
they took a break to eat some sandwiches Aunt Betty had made for them. 
The boys had downed a couple of cans of pop with their sandwiches.

"Go easy on the pop, Lloyd. Your diaper will have to last most of the 
day." Laughed Uncle John.

Uncle John noticed that the boys' backs were starting to turn red from 
sunburn. He tossed Walter a bottle of lotion, "Put this on Lloyd and 
yourself. I'll get into real trouble with Aunt Betty if I let you get 
sunburned."

Walter looked over at his Dad for permission before he opened the sun 
lotion bottle. His Dad told him to do as he was told.

Walter moved behind Lloyd and while being on his knees he began to rub 
lotion onto the younger boy's back. Lloyd could tell that Walter seemed 
uneasy about doing it. Because Walter's Dad kept watching it made Lloyd 
wonder all the more what was wrong.

Walter had spilled a few drops into the top of the boy's diaper so he 
used his finger to wipe it out. Walter had put his finger down the back 
of the diaper as far as he could reach.

Lloyd giggled.

"Please don't do that?" Whispered Walter.

"I can't help it, it tickles." Lloyd also whispered.

"My Dad might hear you and think I'm doing something. He won't like it 
if I touch you." Walter whispered.

Walter applied the lotion to Lloyd's shoulders working down his arms.

Lloyd thought that was sort of strange that Walter had to get 
permission from his Dad when his Uncle had asked him to do it. And what 
was Walter so afraid his Dad would think he was doing?

Lloyd again giggled when Walter dipped lotion down his stomach, "That 
tickles, too!" Lloyd wiggled about.

This time Walter's Dad overheard and gave his son a disgusting look. 
Walter stopped and sat back away from Lloyd. "You better do the rest 
yourself. My Dad don't like me doing it."

Taking a few drops into his hand Lloyd began rubbing it on his own 
stomach, legs and thighs.

Walter put some on himself but asked to Lloyd rub some on his back 
where couldn't reach.

As the morning wore on Lloyd was more relaxed around Walter. But he 
noticed that Jack, the Hired Hand, was watching them the whole time.

When Lloyd had the chance to talk with his Uncle John he asked some 
questions.

"Why does Walter's Daddy keep looking at us like that?" Lloyd asked.

"I don't think he is looking at you but he does keep an eye on Walter. 
It's ok, don't let it bother you." Uncle John said.

"But we're not doing anything wrong, are we?" Lloyd questioned.

"How would you like to come with me, I am heading down creek so we can 
start fixing the break in the bank?" Uncle invited.

"Sure, is Walter coming too?" Lloyd inquired.

"He and his Dad will finish up here then they will walk down and meet 
us soon."

Lloyd thought riding in the pickup bed was fun, but this time he wanted 
to ride in the cab with his Uncle.

Instead of going directly to the bank below, Uncle John drove back to 
the fields where he had some sand bags stored. He let Lloyd play with 
the dog because the sacks would be too heavy for a little boy. Lloyd 
tried to help but it was his Uncle that carried the load. When the 
pick-up had enough they headed back to the creek.

Sitting beside Uncle John Lloyd started to talk to his Uncle. "I think 
Walter is sort of strange…. His Daddy don't talk to me much either. Why 
is that?" Lloyd turned with one knee on the seat cushion so he could 
face his Uncle. Lloyd had to hold onto the dash with one hand because 
of the bumpy road.

"Jack Marshall (the hired hand) is a man of few words so it is no 
surprise that he don't talk much to anyone unless it is farm business 
or he just feels he has to say something." Uncle told him.

"But he seems to always be watching Walter like something is wrong or 
something." Lloyd said.

"Well, there is sort of a reason for that. You see, Walter got into 
some trouble a year or two back and his Dad keeps an eye on him so he 
won't get into trouble again. And Walter is not allowed to leave the 
farm unless his Dad is with him." Uncle John said.

"What did he do?" Lloyd asked of Walter.

Uncle John stopped the truck then turned his attention to the boy.

"Well, that's kind of personal…. Actually I don't think Walter is so 
dangerous as some folks think… I know he has gone through a lot and it 
hasn't been easy for him. He needs a friend and little more freedom but 
his Dad is doing what he thinks may be best and I don't interfere with 
it. Both of them are good workers and we have had no problems here on 
the farm." Uncle told him.

Now Lloyd was more confused then before.

"When Walter was putting sun lotion on me his Daddy frowned and was 
shaking his head. Walter quite and had me finish it myself. When Walter 
wanted me to put lotion on his back, again his Daddy looked at us sort 
of mean like." Lloyd reported.

"Don't let that bother you, Lloyd. As I said, his Dad don't want Walter 
to get into trouble again. He is overly protective I know but I am sure 
he loves Walter and doesn't mean to be so controlling of the boy." 
Uncle John told him.

"Uncle John, what did he do? Was it something really bad?"

His Uncle took a few moments to think before he answer, "Lloyd, what I 
am going to tell you is just between you and me, promise?" Uncle John 
asked.

"I promise…! Is Walter a bad person, will he hurt me?" Lloyd had all 
kinds of thoughts running through his head.

"No, Lloyd, he's not a bad boy and I know he would he never hurt you. 
But he did something that some folks thinks he shouldn't have." Uncle 
John seemed to be thinking how to explain.

"You say you felt weird when you looks at you sometimes. Well, Walter 
may be a little weird in some ways but he has not had the freedom to be 
a little boy like you have had. What I mean is, after he had lost his 
mother his dad had taken on the job of being both mother and daddy." He 
explained.

"Is it because he don't have a momma that makes him like that?" Lloyd 
asked.

"Part of it." His Uncle said.

"What did he do?" Lloyd asked again.

"Well, I don't think Walter is a danger to you or I wouldn't let him be 
on the farm. Jack has not told me every detail but I was told Walter 
got a little too familiar with one of their neighbor boys." His Uncle 
told him.

"What you mean… familiar?" Lloyd asked.

"It means his daddy won't let him be alone with children. You see, he 
got familiar , ah… intimate. I mean he got too friendly and the boy's 
mother and daddy did not like what he did." Uncle John answered.

Lloyd brightened up, "You mean he was messing around?"

"Ah, yes… you could put it that way, I suppose that is what he was 
doing." Uncle John wondered how Lloyd would know of such things but he 
decided not to get into it.

"I don't think you will have any problem but if he does something that 
you don't like I want you to tell me about it. Will you do that?" Uncle 
John asked.

"Ok." Lloyd promised. "But…!"

"Never mind… If anything that makes you feel something is wrong I want 
you to tell me and no one else, ok?" John asked of him.

"OK!" Lloyd promised again. "But still don't understand. Did he hurt 
the little boy? Messing around doesn't hurt. It…."

"The subject is closed." Uncle John did not want to say anymore about 
it. He just started the truck and the drove on towards the creek.

When they arrived at the break in the creek bank they found the dam 
they built had lowered the water enough so repairs would be easier. 
Uncle John backed the truck up to the damaged bank so they could unload 
the sand bags. Walter and Jack were already there with shovels.

"This is going to be a dirty job, so watch where you step. You will be 
in mud up to your ankles. Looks like that diaper is just about wasted 
anyway so we won't change it yet. Be careful where you step there are 
some rocks in the mud."

"The sand bags may be too heavy for you to carry alone So let us place 
them and you can jump up and down on them to pack them into place. When 
we get the bags settled you can go play until we are ready to go back 
home." Uncle told.

For about ten minutes Lloyd had fun jumping on the sand bags as Walter 
and the men laid them in place.

The farm dog came running towards them. When Lloyd saw the dog he asked 
if he could go play. Lloyd found the dog liked to chase sticks.

After a while both dog and boy tired out. Lloyd sat in the back of the 
pickup and watched the others finish the retaining wall. When it was 
time to go home the men sat in the cab and Walter and Lloyd were 
allowed to ride in the pickup bed with the dog.

Walter wanted to say something to Lloyd, "Lloyd, I hope you and I can 
be friends. I am sorry if I make you afraid of me."

"That's alright, Walter. I just didn't know you well enough before." 
Lloyd smiled.

Lloyd wanted to bring up the subject he and his Uncle were talking 
about but he held his tongue not wanting to get Walter upset.

"I hope we can become good friends. I like to talk to you and things." 
Walter was trying to be very friendly.

"I'd like that… being around girls all the time… anyway it would be 
nice to have a boy to talk with, too." Lloyd continued.

About that time they hit one of several bumps in the farms roadway. 
This bump caused Walter to slide over almost touching Lloyd's legs.

Without warning Walter reached over and gently ran a finger over the 
little boy's thigh near the diaper.

"Why you doing that?" the younger boy asked.

"Don't be afraid, Lloyd. I only want to feel your diaper. I think about 
you a lot. Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Walter moved closer to 
the boy.

Lloyd sat still when he felt Walter's finger pressing under his diaper 
at the thigh.

"Why you doing that?" Lloyd asked after taking a quick look into the 
pickups rear window. Uncle John was busy driving and Walter's Dad was 
looking out the side window.

Walter pulled his hand back but kept smiling at Lloyd.

"Your skin is so smooth. And your diaper…, Gee, I think it would be fun 
to wear them too." Walter laid his finger onto the diaper as before, 
then quickly pulled back as if testing Lloyd's reactions.

"You can touch the diaper if you want to." Lloyd raised his arm so 
Walter could touch.

"Do you like wearing diapers, Lloyd?" Walter asked.

"I do, really. Feels good!" Was all he said.

"You look good in them too. I like looking at you." Walter once again 
reached over and felt the diaper then let his finger touch skin.

The activity was confusing Lloyd. He was not sure just what Walter 
wanted to do, however Lloyd was feeling much like when the girls 
changed him.

Lloyd remembered what his Uncle said about telling him if Walter does 
anything he did not like. But Lloyd really did not mind being touched. 
And he enjoyed Walter telling him how much he liked the diaper.

Even though Lloyd felt Walter was doing something out of the ordinary 
he was not feeling it was something he did not like. But he had a 
feeling he needed to be careful and not let the men in the cab see what 
was happening.

"Why you touching my diaper like that?" Asked Lloyd taking another look 
into the cab. No one seemed concerned.

"I just want to feel it, you let the girls do it!" Walter answered.

Lloyd was not sure what he meant by the girls doing it.

"What you mean? They don't do that." Lloyd did not want Walter to know 
too much about his being changed by the girls.

"Sure you do… I seen you!" Walter stated.

"What? What have you seen?" Lloyd remembered the times when Walter was 
looking at him but was not ready to hear what was to come.

"In the tree house… With those girls… You let them change your diaper!" 
Walter looked into the cab to see if his Dad was watching.

"Well, they are my cousins! Besides… How you know about that?" Lloyd 
asked.

"I been watching you…. You liked it when they touch you, didn't you?" 
Walter asked.

"Why were you watching us?" Lloyd asked after getting over the shock of 
what he said.

Walter gave Lloyd his strange smile.

Walter made another move towards the diaper. Lloyd didn't move. But 
took a look into the cab. At the same time another bump causing the 
boys to bounce.

Walter slipped and pressed hard over the boy's diaper front just to 
keep his balance. Lloyd was surprised that similar feelings came over 
him like when the girls were changing his diaper.

"Sorry!" Walter muttered.

There was no answer but the look on Lloyd's face told Walter what he 
wanted to know. The two boys looked at each other as they realized they 
knew something they had in common.

The truck pulled into the Farm's front yard. The dog jumped out chasing 
a startled cat that ran from the gate where it was sleeping.

"Promise me that you will not tell on me!" Walter whispered before 
jumping from the truck.

Lloyd did not know what he would tell his Uncle about anyway. What 
Walter was doing was nothing to tell about. Besides, he reasoned that 
if he told on Walter that Walter would tell about the tree house 
incidents.

"Don't worry, I won't." Lloyd stood up and started to jump over the 
side of the truck. About that time Uncle John had reached to lift him 
down.

Walter walked towards the barn with his Dad.

Just as Lloyd was about to go through the gate he turned to look back 
at Walter. Both boys exchanged glances at each other. Lloyd gave a sort 
of wave, which was returned by Walter.

When Lloyd and his Uncle reached the front porch Aunt Betty met them 
and chased them to the back porch. She had just moped the kitchen floor 
and did not want any tracking in so she had Lloyd remove his dirty 
diaper and sent him along with Uncle John out to the back yard to wash 
off the mud with the hose before coming in. When Uncle John turned the 
hose to wash the boy, Lloyd yelled out, "Thattt's cold!"

Lloyd found himself sitting in a warm bath while Martha began to give 
him a scrub down. He felt so warm and comfortable after being bathed 
and diapered he just wanted to cuddle up and enjoy the comfort.

While laying on the floor beside his cousins watching TV before bed 
time Aunt Betty asked him, "Did anything exciting happen today?"

At first Lloyd thought somehow she had found out about Walter and their 
trip home but she was asking about fixing the creek bank.

"Oh, nothing really." Lloyd answered her.

The Visitor, Part 9

MEETING AT THE POND

A few days have passed since we last looked in on Lloyd. Today the 
girls and Lloyd plan to go to the pond and check out what kind of 
critters they can find like frogs, garter snakes and other things kids 
like to see.

"It's going to be another hot day so you kids be sure and take the sun 
lotion along with you." Aunt Betty had just fixed their backpacks with 
plenty of snacks and other goodies like a few of Lloyd's diapers.

The girls had put on their bikinis and Lloyd had on only a diaper… 
again. As they pulled their backpacks over their shoulders and started 
out the door Aunt Betty called out, "Have a good time!"

"We will!" Martha called out.

As they passed the Barn Lloyd saw Walter standing in the doorway. The 
boys waved to each other. Walter called out, "Where are you guys 
going?"

"To the pond." Lloyd called back.

Just then Jack, Walters Dad, came out the door and pulled Walter back 
into the barn.

Lloyd caught up to Martha and Clara who had walked on ahead of him.

"I feel sorry for Walter… He never gets to have fun." He told the 
girls.

"We're not supposed to talk to him." Clara said.

"Why not?" Lloyd asked.

"I don't know, but Mom told us not to get friendly with him. We find he 
is a little weird." Martha answered.

"I don't think he is so weird anymore. We have become friends. But his 
Daddy is weird I think." Lloyd said.

"Yeah, he's not too friendly either!" Martha agreed.

The kids walked past the tree house and up through the brush until they 
came to an open field. They walked on a rutty road until coming to the 
pond.

This is the first time Lloyd was at the pond. There were a few trees 
and brush around it but across the road were wide-open fields. For 
several hours the kids searched for frogs etc and found many. Stepping 
into some bushes Lloyd scared out a rabbit.

Sitting down on the edge of the pond the kids began to check out the 
snacks and pop.

"Wanta play house again, Lloyd?" Clara asked.

"Ah Clara do we have to?" Martha asked.

"Got something better to do? Clara asked.

"Well, we could go swimming!" Martha laughed.

"I don't think we can." Lloyd spoke up.

"Why not? Can't you swim?" Martha asked him.

"I can swim alright… and I'd like to but we didn't bring any swimming 
suits with us." he answered.

"We could go wading. Or…. We could just go swimming in what we got on." 
Clara pointed out.

"Yeah we could! Our bikinis would dry quickly and Lloyd has more 
diapers. Wanta go swimming in your diaper, Lloyd?" Martha asked.

"Sometimes us boys go swimming without any swimming suits." Lloyd told.

"What did you wear?" Clara asked.

"Nothing. It was just us boys anyway." Lloyd laughed.

Martha looked at Clara, "Why not?"

"NAKED!" Clara said out loud.

"Sure, won't be any different then when we all take a bath together." 
Martha started to remove her top.

"Think it would be alright?" Clara asked.

Lloyd giggled, "What difference would it make, we are alone, no body 
will be coming out here, anyway we have been taking baths together. 
It's fun to do outside..!" Lloyd said.

Besides, Lloyd was already out of his diaper. He kicked it to aside. He 
was not going to be shy about skinny-dipping.

"I will if you will!" Martha told Clara.

"I don't care but what if Dad comes out!" Clara looked around and saw 
nothing but a large field on either side of the pond with not a sign of 
people.

"He won't today, he and Mom are going in to town, remember." Martha 
reminded.

"Oh yeah!" Clara pulled off her top.

After the skimpy Bikinis were off both girls ran into the water 
splashing as much as they could at Lloyd. They ran around as if 
dancing. Their freedom outdoors in the raw was quickly adjusted to. 
(Kids take to nudity like ducks to water.)

Martha reached the deeper part and began to tread water. "Come on in, 
the water feels warm."

Clara sat down in the shallows, the water came only up to her belly 
button.

Lloyd took one last look around then did a belly flop that sent water 
spraying over Clara.

For the next couple of hours the children yelled and jumped while 
enjoying the hot 90-degree summer day.

Martha stood up in the shallow waters and brushed her hair. She was 
facing the beach where their bikinis and Lloyd's diaper laid.

Suddenly Martha let out a piercing scream then dropped down so only her 
head showed above water.

Lloyd who was swimming in deeper water swam fast towards Martha to see 
what scared her so badly. When he arrived next to Martha he asked, 
"What happened?"

Martha pointed.

Sitting on the beach right besides their clothing was Walter.

All three of the kids sat down in the water after they realized Walter 
was watching them.

"What you doing here?" called out Lloyd.

Walter stood up and putting his hands to his mouth he called back, "I 
come here often to swim, it's ok my Dad said I could?"

"Does your Daddy know we're here too?" Clara asked.

"I'm sorry, You told me you were coming here.. No I didn't tell my dad 
that." Walter said. Then he sat down as if waiting for them to come to 
him.

"What we going to do? Our clothes are beside him." Martha worried.

Lloyd whispered among the girls, "I don't think he would hurt us, he 
just wants to be friends. Why don't we let him swim with us and see 
what happens."

"But I don't think Daddy would want us to do this." Clara was a little 
upset.

"He's just another boy like me!" Lloyd said.

"NO! he is older then you. I don't want him to look at me." Martha 
argued.

"Yeah and besides we never seen him naked before either!" Clara said.

Lloyd could understand their shyness, just like he was when he first 
came to live with them.

"He' just another boy… What can it hurt anyway?" Lloyd said.

The girls were not fully convinced but they gave in.

"Come on in the water's fine!" Lloyd called out.

"Nay, I'm ok here!" Walter yelled back.

"Oh! Oh!" said Clara.

"Yeah, he's not coming in." Lloyd observed.

"But how are we going to get out?" Martha stayed under the water except 
for her head.

The Visitor, Part 10

MEETING AT THE POND (Continued)

Walter had just showed up at the pond. The girls and Lloyd were in 
swallow water sitting down because they didn't want Walter to see them.

If Walter had taken their invite and skinny-dipped with them the kids 
would have felt much more comfortable because that would have put them 
all on equal bases. But because Walter chose not to join them this 
caused a problem because Walter was sitting next to the girls bikinis 
and Lloyd's diaper making it impossible for them to get dressed without 
Walter seeing them naked.

"We're naked, Walter." Martha called out.

"I know!" Walter called back while holding up someone's bikini bottoms. 
He just kept on smiling.

Both girls had worked their way into deeper water. Clara was hanging 
onto her sister.

Lloyd moved closer to Walter but keeping himself low in the water.

"Come on and swim with us!" Lloyd tried to coach the older boy.

Walter was only teasing them by threaten to take their cloths and 
hiding them somewhere. Lloyd stood up and walked out of the water until 
he was standing in front of Walter.

The girls were thinking Lloyd was very brave until Walter stood up. 
Martha thought the bigger boy was going to hit Lloyd so she started 
making her way towards the boys. Clara followed until they could hear 
the two boys laughing. Martha and Clara stopped in the shallow water 
and waited to see what was going to happen.

Walter slowly pulled his shirt over his head tossing it next to the 
diaper. Then he un-did his belt letting his pants fall to his feet. 
Pulling his shoes and socks off he took off running and leaping into 
the water with a splash that caused the girls to turn their heads.

The water was not so deep where Walter landed. He moved closer to the 
girls keeping himself underwater except for his head.

"Hi!" He greeted the girls.

"Hi!" both returned the greeting.

Walter turned to face the bank where Lloyd was still standing. Lloyd 
could not believe how fast Walter got into the water. Lloyd waded out 
till he was stand close to the others.

"Well, here we all are… Let's have fun." No longer was Lloyd hiding 
himself. "Follow me!" He called out as he made a leap into the deeper 
water. He swam out a ways then as he treaded water he faced them.

Walter stood up and made another heavy splash as he swam for deeper 
water. The girls followed.

It didn't take very long before all the kids were having the time of 
their lives. Forgetting themselves they just had fun on a hot summer 
day swimming and jumping and yelling, chasing each other, teasing just 
like kids do when abandoning themselves in summer play.

After playing for over an hour the girls came out of the water so the 
sun could warm them and get dry. Walter and Lloyd continued swim awhile 
longer. Then they too laid in the grass to dry off.

Walter asked Lloyd, "Do you pee your diaper often?"

Lloyd whispered the answer, "Sometimes."

"Poop, too?" Walter asked.

"Not much, I like to pee, poop is messy." Lloyd answered.

"Then you really don't need them, eh?" Walter whispered.

Lloyd looked around to see if the girls were listening but found them 
far enough away not to hear. "Promise you won't tell?"

"Tell what?" Walter asked.

"I don't think I really need diapers much as I did when I first came 
here. I just pee so I can get to wear diapers." Lloyd put his finger to 
his mouth.

"You're a very naughty boy!" giggled Walter. "But, tell me, why you 
like to wear diapers?"

"Lots of reasons. I like the way the make me feel…. I like to pee in 
them and feel the warmth down there… I like to have other people look 
at me cause I know they like to see me in diapers." Lloyd confessed to 
his secrets.

"You like the way they make you feel… How do you feel?" Walter sat up 
wiping dry grass from his side.

"It's sort of hard to explain. It's a little like wearing tight 
underpants but not the same. I like the feel of thickness and the feel 
of the softness. Guess it's like being a baby again but not just that." 
Lloyd found explaining his feelings about diapers were easier to 
experience then to explain.

"I think you're so cool when I see you in a diaper. I bet it is fun to 
have the girls change you, eh?" Walter didn't try to hide his interest.

Lloyd giggled. Being able to talk to another boy about wearing diapers 
just added to the fun of wearing them. Lloyd was feeling more then just 
the comfort of wearing diapers. He could not let the girls or Walter 
know how it made him feel deep inside. He, himself, could hardy 
understand why it was making him feel sexy. When Walter would tell him 
how seeing a diaper on him made the older boy think he was cute had a 
direct connection to that sexy feeling. When the girls changed him he 
would find his body reacting in a sexy way especially when the girls 
would touch him when they opened the diaper.

"When I need changing I let Martha and Clara do it for me because they 
want to!" Lloyd sensed that Walter understood what he was trying to 
say.

"Do you suppose they would change my diapers?" Walter asked in a quiet 
whisper.

"But you don't wear diapers!" Lloyd giggled.

"I know but if I did?" Walter asked again.

"I don't know, why don't we ask them?" Lloyd suggested.

"No, don't…. not now anyway….. Lloyd, would you change me if I wore 
diapers?" Walter asked.

Lloyd was thinking of Walter as being just another boy like his close 
friends back home. It hardly seemed fair to judge him by being six 
years older then himself. Lloyd was coming to realize that just being a 
little older didn't mean they couldn't share thoughts like friends.

"You really want to wear diapers?" Lloyd asked.

Walter seemed to be in deep thought and it took a few moments before he 
answered, "Can you get me a diaper, I mean, if you want too?"

Lloyd gave Walter a big smile. "Alright… I'll see what I can do, ok?"

Walter gave the younger boy a high five. "Yeah, I'd like that."

As the afternoon wore on the girls got their bikinis back on.

Martha called out to Lloyd, which was climbing one of the trees near 
the pond. "We gotta go now. Mom wanted us home before 5:00."

"Do we have to?" Lloyd called back.

"Yes, but Walter can stay if he wants to." Martha and Clara started 
down the field road.

"I'll catch up to you later, Martha." Lloyd yelled out.

"Ok but you better hurry cause we're leaving." Martha called back 
again.

"Girls are sure bossy." Walter complained.

"Sometimes." Lloyd agreed. "Come over here and I will give you one of 
my diapers."

Handing one of his cloth diapers and pins to Walter… Lloyd giggled when 
his friend held it up I front of himself.

Lloyd found it more difficult then he thought as he pinned the diaper 
around Walter. Walter stood up and patted at the diaper repeatedly 
while smiling ear to ear. "Feels great!"

"Well, it is a little tight on you but fits ok." Lloyd looked the big 
boy over.

Lloyd started to put his own diaper on but Walter took the diaper from 
him. "Let me do it for you." Walter was shaking while pinning the 
little boy's diaper.

Lloyd started walking towards the girls but Walter held back.

"I better not be seen with you, I'll just cross over the field. See ya 
later!" Walter took off running while carrying his clothes.
Lloyd watch him running across the field thinking he looked funny in 
that diaper.

Walter stooped on the other side of the field and took the diaper off 
and put on his clothing. He stopped by an old shed before reaching the 
barn. There he hid the diaper and pins to be used later.