MARC AND FRED’S AVENTURES

Chapter 3

Original title: Les aventures de Marc et Fred

Author: bebemanu (bebemanu60@yahoo.fr)

Date: June 2005

Translation: bebemanu (bebemanu60@yahoo.fr)

Date: July 2005

Public: All public

Copyright: bebemanu © 2005

Publication: Tbkingdom.com © 2005 (for the French version)

Deeker.com © 2005 (for the English version)

Summarized: A young boy tells, how his mother, put him back in diapers, at 11 years old.

Reproduction and publication, even partial, prohibited without obtaining the preliminary authorization of the author, the translator, and/or the editor.

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While wondering even what it arrived to him, she was delighted by the situation. Once the purchases put in the caddy, they moved all the three towards the car, and put the bags in the trunk. They now took the downtown direction to go to seek which it missed for Marc. Camille engaged in the street Gambetta, and ends up finding a place, not without evil. The boys were happy because they could go down with their mother. They moved in one of the adjacent streets where was the store specialized in the medical material, like in the products for incontinence. Marc had the heart, which was beating wildly, and Fred was not better, but he stained not to show it. They penetrated in the shop where a young salesman accommodated them.

-Hello Madam, hello young people.

-Hello sir. All answered the three.

-What can do I for you?

-I would like plastic pants for my son, please.

-For the small one, or the big one?

-For the small one.

-Well, how old is he?

-He’s 8 years old.

-Let us see seeing what we have in stock.

The salesman left in the back shop and returned with several boxes posed on a small carriage to casters.

-Then, there are several models. You have opened, or closed plastic pants.

-What is the difference?

-The closed ones thread like a slipway, while the open ones are closed on the side, with snaps.

-I see. And what do you advise me?

-That depends if it’s for a diurnal use, or a night use. For a diurnal use, it’s preferable to take the open ones. But for a night use, I advise you to take the closed ones. That maintains much better the diaper in place, and the plastic pants are not likely to open. Especially that a child move a lot, during the night.

-You are right. Marc doesn’t stop stirring up! Therefore, I will take your advice and will choose closed plastic pants.

-Well Madam. How much do you want some?

-Put me four of them.

-Various colours, with drawings, or white?

-Marc, what ones do you prefer?

-I don’t know mom. Fred, what ones would you take if it was for you?

-If it was for me, I would take the ones with the drawings.

-Then I take these ones mom.

-There are five different drawings. Which ones I put to you Madam?

-Well, put me one plastic pant of each drawings models.

-You want them opened or closed?

-I will take your advice; I will take the closed ones.

-In which size?

-Your plastic pants cut broad, or they are right?

-They are sufficiently broad because the sizes go by two. But I nevertheless advise you to take a size with the top because your son is big for his age. I think that it would be necessary for him of the 10-12 years size.

-You believe it?

-If you want, you can try one to him to be sure.

-I will not test it to him here.

-Of course not! We have a room reserved for that.

-Marc, do you want to test one of the plastic pants to be sure about the size you need?

-Yes mom, of course. Like that we will be sure that they are not too small for me.

-If you want to follow me please. The salesman answered.

They followed the salesman in a small room contiguous to the shop. In this room, there was a large table out of wooden, sufficiently high to be used as changing table. The salesman extended a towel on the table, and invited Marc to lie above. He helped him to go up on the table, and his mother started to strip it. Marc let himself do like a baby, under the attentive eye of Fred who didn’t lose a crumb of it. He thought that he would like to be in the place of his little brother, even if he is very modest. Camille withdrew Marc’s shoes, his trousers and his slipway, and the salesman tightened one of the plastic pants to her on which were printed small bear cubs playing with a balloon. Marc was naked bottom on the table, and his mother threaded the plastic pant to him. She went up it on Marc’s buttocks, and asked him to be put upright on the table. She looked at Marc and known as with the salesman:

-It’s not a little large?

-No, it’s because he only has the plastic pant. When he will have a diaper inside, it will be perfect.

-You believe?

-I am certain.

At this time there, Marc called to his mother.

-Mom, if you want I can wear a diaper to test, At least we will be sure that the plastic pant fit me well.

-Here is a good idea. The salesman answered.

-But Marc, the diapers are in the car’s trunk.

-Yes, it’s true. Such an amount of worse!

The salesman called to Camille:

-I will give you some samples of diapers for this big boy.

-Thank you, it’s nice with you.

The salesman left the room, and returned a few moments later with a small package of diapers, and said to Camille:

-Here is a package of 10 free samples. I give them to you with pleasure.

-Thank you, you are quite nice.

The salesman opened the diaper’s package, and holds one of them to Camille. Marc lengthened himself. Camille lowered his plastic pant to him, and slipped to him the diaper under his buttocks. Fred thought that he would pay expensive to be on the table, to the place of his little brother. Camille folded back the front of the layer on Marc’s pubis, and adjusted the four adhesives tapes. She went up the plastic pant, and made it pass on the diaper. Marc was now diapered like a baby, in full day. He was raised, and his mother been able to check that the plastic pant suited him perfectly. The salesman seen on Camille’s face that this one was satisfied. She said to Marc:

-Well honey, lengthens you that I remove you your diaper and your plastic pant.

-No mom, I want to keep it.

-But Marc, you don’t need diaper during the day.

-I know, but I want to keep it nevertheless.

-Here is a funny idea!

-Please mom, I want to keep my diaper and my plastic pant.

-Very well, if it’s what you want! So keep your diaper on, big baby.

-Thank you mom.

-Sit down, that I redress you.

Marc lies again on the table, and let his mother redress him. She threaded to him his slipway, then his trousers. Marc gone down from the table and threaded his shoes. Fred thought that he would really like to be in the place of his little brother, and he wondered even how he could do for his mother put him back in diapers. Marc looked himself in the mirror and seen that we saw his diaper under his trousers. He smiles and his mother said to him:

-It seems funny to me to show you diapered in full day. But if you want to keep your diaper... Moreover, it’s seen clearly that you’re wearing a diaper under your trousers.

-I don't care. I have my diaper and I’m well inside of it.

-It doesn’t disturb you that people could see you with a diaper on the buttocks?

-No, why?

-Me I would have shame in your place.

They left the room and turned over to the counter. The salesman opened a plastic bag, and put six plastic pants inside, and the package of samples of diapers. He put it on the desk and said to Camille.

-I give you one additional plastic pant. It’s the house which offers it to you.

-Thank you very much. Marc, say thank you with the Mister.

-Thank you sir. Marc answered.

After having paid Marc’s plastic pants, they moved all the three towards the car. Camille looked at Marc going in front of her, and she been able to note that Marc’s tracksuit trousers didn’t hide anything of what he was wearing under it. Marc was constrained by no means, and he didn’t care about it. Fred teased him by saying that he was a beautiful baby like that, with his diaper. That made smile Camille and at the bottom of her, she found a little nice that Marc wanted to keep his diaper and his plastic pant. She had the feeling, to re-examine him when he was five years old, because at that time, when they went in a park of attractions, or when they left on holiday, Camille put a layer to Marc and to Fred so that they are quiet. Because, in the queues of the horse-gears or in the congestions, that served well; and the boys didn’t obstruct themselves to use their diapers. Camille put the bag in the trunk, and they assembled all the three in the car. Marc had a radiant smile and Camille was glad to see her son smiling of the kind. She was turned over towards Marc and said:

-You’re well my darling?

-Yes mom.

-You are not too tight in your diaper?

-No, why?

-Just to know.

-Mom? If I want to pee, I can make pee in my diaper?

-Of course yes, my big baby. If not, what for that would be used that you kept it?

-Yes!

-If I had known that a simple diaper would make you to be happy like that, I would have given some to you for a long time!

At this time, Fred felt his heart to pack, and he decided to launch out.

-Marc is so lucky.

-Why Fred?

-Because he can wear some diapers.

-I don’t see the ratio.

-Me too I would have liked as you put me back in diapers. Fred said timidly.

-But Fred, you’re 11 years old...

-I know, but that doesn’t prevent that I would have liked that you put me back in diapers, like you just did it with Marc. And moreover, that made two days of continuation which I wet my bed.

-You wouldn’t be a little jealous Fred?

-Not, but I liked when I was smaller and when I was wearing some diapers.

-Fred, I removed you your diapers because you didn’t make pee with the bed any more.

-I know.

-Then I don’t see why I would put you back in diapers.

Camille started the engine of the car, and taken again on the way the way of the house. While rolling, Camille thought of what Fred just said to her, and it seriously started to raise questions. She wondered why Fred had said to her that he would have liked to wear back some diapers too. He left this question suspends some and concentrated on the road. Once the car in the court of the house; the boys helped their mother to discharge the bags from purchases and to deposit them in the kitchen. Camille started to arrange the purchases which they had make and called Marc.

-Marc!

-Yes mom?

-Come here my darling.

-I come.

Marc gone down the steps quickly and precipitated in the kitchen where was his mother. Fred had encased the step to him and was behind him.

-Take your packages of layers, your plastic pants, the wipes, and assembles all that in your room. I will arrange them presently.

-Okay mom.

Marc looked at the diapers packages and the plastic pants which were on the table, and he seen very quickly that he couldn’t go up all alone. He turned to Fred and said to him:

-Fred, can you help me to assemble my diapers in my room?

-If you want.

Marc took the bag with the plastic pants, the package of samples, and the wipes. Fred took the packages of Pampers, and the package of Libero. They went up in Marc’s room, and put all that on the bed. Fred looked at the package of libero with attention, and that made smile Marc.

-You would like to put one of them, isn’t it

-Yes... Fred answered timidly.

-If you want, I will give you one.

-If mom sees it, she will not be happy.

-You don’t have to say it to her.

-Yes, but if she count the diapers?

-Yes, it is true. We will be seen well if a means is found.

-Thank you Marc, but I can’t wear a layer like that. It makes too much noise under my pyjamas.

-As well, I will lend you a plastic pant. It should suit you.

-Thank you little brother, you’re nice.

Fred and Marc went down again to the kitchen, and took a collation and went to look at television in the living room. At the end of good and half hour, Camille came to see what they did. They were both sat in the settee looking at Disney Channel. That made smile Camille to see his two boys as wise as that, because usually, Fred didn’t stop annoying Marc. By looking at Marc, she remembered that Marc was wearing a diaper, and that this one was quite visible under his track suit’s trousers. She approached them and kissed each one of them.

-You’re right the boys?

-Yes mom. Fred answered.

Camille was put in front of Marc and said to him:

-Get you upright on the settee my darling.

-Why mom?

-Doesn’t ask any questions, puts you upright on the settee.

Marc put himself upright on the settee, and Camille was put at knees in front of him under the interrogative eye of Fred. She raised a little the sweatshirt of Marc, and demolished the node, which held tight the cord of his tracksuit’s trousers.

-What are you doing mom? Marc insisted.

Of an amused air and smiling, Camille looked at him and said to him:

-I check if my baby wet his diaper.

Fred couldn’t prevent himself from outlining a smile. Camille lowered Marc’s trousers, like his slipway. She lowered then his plastic pant to him and put his hand on the top of Marc’s diaper.

-As well, I see that you didn’t lose the good practices! Your layer is wet my darling.

-I know mom.

-Why you didn’t you say it to me?

-Because I’m in front of the television, and because that doesn’t obstruct me.

Camille inspected more in details Marc’s diaper.

-It’s ok, it’s not soaked, and it can hold until the hour of the shower. You keep it, or you want that I remove it to you?

-No, I keep it mom.

-As you want Marc. But if you make pee more inside some twice, it will be necessary that you tell it to me, because you could have leaks.

-Okay mom!

Camille positioned back Marc’s plastic pant on his layer. She went up his slipway, then his tracksuit’s trousers. Once Marc redressed, she made him a kiss and said to him while laughing:

-See you later my baby!

Marc didn’t care about the reflexion of his mother because he liked the feeling, which the wet diaper got to him, and for nothing in the world he wouldn’t have liked that his mother removes it to him. Fred hadn’t lost a crumb of the spectacle and envied his little brother to be diapered for the whole afternoon. Marc turned the head towards him and Fred started to redden. Marc made him a great smile and Fred answered him by a covering joint of eye. The end of the afternoon occurred calmly. Marc and Fred were assembled to play the console. Camille went up to arrange the linen of the boys, and she benefited from it to arrange the purchases of the afternoon in the cupboard of Marc’s room. She took the packages of diapers, opened them, and put them in the small wood case, which was in bottom of the cupboard. This case was used to put the clean diapers since Marc was baby. Fred has the same one in his cupboard. She put Pampers in the case, and also put four plastic pants. The case was already full. Although the boys hadn’t put any more layers since now two years ago, Camille hadn’t removed the cases. She thought that they always could be useful. She left Marc’s room, and came in Fred’s room. She opened the cupboard, and left the case. She turned over in Marc’s room, and took the package of Libero and the last remaining plastic pant, and turned over in Fred’s room. She opened the package of Libero, and put the diapers in the case, as well as the plastic pant. She put the case to its place and closed the cupboard. By closing Fred’s door, she looked at the clock: 06:42 pm. She turned over to see the boys, and said to them:

-In fifteen minutes, you will go to the shower.

-Yes mom. They answered.

-Marc, you will call me before going there, that I remove you your layer my darling.

-Okay mom.

They continued their part of video game, and Fred asked to Marc:

-Marc, what about the feeling to make pee in a diaper in full day?

-It’s hot; and me, I like.

-How many times did you made pee in your diaper?

-I made pee four times.

-It’s necessary that I find a means so that mom put me back in diapers.

-How you will do?

-I don’t know.

A few moments later, Marc rose and called his mother of the step of his door:

-Mom!

-What is there? Camille answered

-You come to remove me my diaper?

-Yes my darling.

Marc lay on his bed and awaited his mother by looking at his brother playing the console. Camille came in the room and said to Marc:

-You could already have removed your trousers, your sweatshirt, and the remainder of your clothes.

-No, I wanted it was you who do it.

-Marc, you’re not a baby any more.

-Of course yes that I’m again a baby! And I even have a diaper! He answered his mother.

Camille looked at him and said to him while smiling:

-Yes, it’s true that you have a diaper, and then you surely must be a baby again.

Marc laughed while his mother stripped him like a baby. He was now lengthened on his bed with for only clothing, a diaper, and a plastic pant. Camille made slip Marc’s plastic pant in bottom of his feet, and removed it to him. Marc’s diaper was soaked. Camille removed the adhesives, and opened the layer. Marc looked at his mother while smiling.

-As well, you don’t make seeming. Now, go to the shower now!

Marc rose and sank in the bathroom. Camille collected the layer and said:

-As well, I don’t know how he does to keep, on the buttocks, a soaked diaper like that!

Fred looked at his mother while laughing.

-Don’t laugh Fred, you were similar!

- I know mom, it’s why I laugh.

-I didn’t obstruct you to have a soaked diaper on the buttocks?

-No mom, I liked that.

Fred reflects one moment and added:

-And I would still like to do it today if I could...

Camille was turned over, looked at Fred, and said:

-Fred, we already spoke about it a few moments ago. I’m not yet at the point to put you back in diapers; under pretext that you made pee with the bed two days of continuation.

-I know mom, but the fact remains that that wouldn’t disturb me to wear some diapers back, nor of, to have soaked one on the buttocks, as I made it front.

-Yes, I suspect it. You were my Sunday’s wetter, you remember?

-Yes mom. Certain Sundays morning, I rose with a soaked diaper, and I wanted to spend the day in diaper and pyjamas.

-And me, I ended up yielding! And as you did it, Marc wanted obviously to do the same thing.

-Yes, and that made laugh dad to see us walking in the house in pyjamas with just a diaper below.

-Yes, your father didn’t resist longer than me.

-I would like to do it again mom.

-You would like to do like before? You would like to spend one Sunday in diaper and pyjamas?

-Yes mom... Fred answered timidly.

-Here is an odd idea!

-Will you be ok mom?

-We will see Fred, we will see...

Camille left the room, and went down to the kitchen to prepare the meal for this evening. Fred continued his part of video game while waiting that his little brother left the bathroom. Marc left at the end of approximately fifteen minutes. When he returned in his room, he was naked because he had forgotten to take his pyjamas before going to the shower. Fred put a small slap to him on his buttocks when he passed in front of him. Marc started to laugh. He opened his cupboard, took pyjamas, and closed again the door. He sat down on his bed and threaded his pyjamas. Fred put the pause, rose and moved towards the bathroom. He closed the door behind him, stripped, and took his shower. During this time, Marc finished the part of video game of his brother. When Fred left the shower, and after having dried himself, he saw that he had, also, forgotten to take his pyjamas. It opened the bathroom’s door, and, like marc, left naked. Marc turned the head, saw that his brother was naked and said to him:

-Go and dress you on. If not, you will catch cold.

As he was modest, Fred put his hands in front of his sex, entered his room and opened his cupboard to take his pyjamas. He was going to close again the door of his cupboard when he saw that his old case was full of diapers. He wasn’t able to prevent himself from looking at what there was inside. He posed the case on his bed and went to close the door. He hurried to thread his pyjamas and examined the contents of his case. He left the plastic pant, and left one of the diapers. He unfolded it and put it between his legs. He realized that this one was perfectly adapted to his size. He folded up the diaper, and unfolded the plastic pant. He smiles when he saw the printed drawings representing some cars. He put it in front of him on his waist, and thinks that it would have been to suit him. It folded up the plastic pant, put it in the case, and arranged his case in his cupboard. He came out from his room and went to join Marc in his. He looked at his brother playing the console and a few moments after, Camille exclaimed of the bottom of the staircase:

-Lunch time the boys!

Marc safeguarded his part of video game and they came down both to the kitchen where Camille and Claude waited.

-Hello boys!

-Good evening dad! The boys answered while going to kiss him.

-Then, you spent a good day?

-Yes one went to the supermarket with mom.

-I know, she said it to me.

-And afterwards, we went to buy my plastic pants. Marc Added

-Yes, and I even heard to say that you had tested one of them in the store.

-Yes, and the salesman even gave us a package of samples of diapers. Even as I kept the diaper that mom had put to me.

-And you passed all the afternoon in diaper?

-Yes, I like... Marc answered while reddening.

Claude shook the head while laughing, and said:

-Well, you have to eat now, if not that will be cold.

During the meal, everyone spoke about all and nothing. Once the table disencumbered, Fred and Marc went up in the Marc’s room to look at television a little. They lengthened both on Marc’s bed. The bed being a little small, they were obliged to tighten one against the other as usual. They looked at the film and at the cut, Camille called Marc:

-Marc!

-Yes mom?

-Go down to make to pee on the potty my darling! I will go up with you to put your diaper to you.

-Okay mom.

-Fred, it’s valid for you too!

-Yes mom! Fred answered.

They came down both to the toilets, and went up accompanied by their mother. They entered all the three in Marc’s room. Marc lay on his bed. Camille went in the bathroom and returned with a tube of cream, and talc. She opened Marc’s cupboard, left a diaper and was put at knees beside Marc. She withdrew his pyjama bottoms to him, whitewashed him of cream, and the talc. She slipped the diaper under Marc’s buttocks, folded back the front on his pubis, and adjusted the adhesives tapes. Fred sat in front of his brother’s bed, and didn’t lose a crumb of the spectacle, which Marc and his brother offered to him. Marc smiled to see himself in diaper, like the babies, and especially, as when he was small. Camille threaded his plastic pant to him, and went up it on his diaper. Once made, she redressed him and said to him while smiling:

-Here is, baby is ready for the night!

-Yes, now, I can make pee without wetting my bed.

-The diapers are made for that my darling.

-Yes.

-Well, it’s time to go to bed now.

Marc slipped into his bed. Camille bordered it and made him a kiss by wishing him good night.

-Good night my darling.

-Good night mom.

-Let’s go Fred, it’s your bed time my big boy!

Fred rose and moved towards his room, followed by his mother. They entered in Fred’s room. Camille collected the linen which was on Fred’s bed, and which she hadn’t arranged a few moments ago. During this time, Fred put himself in his bed. At the time of closing again the door of the cupboard, Camille seen that the plastic pant had been unfolded. She left the case and looked of readier. She also saw that one of the diapers had been unfolded then folded up. She was turned over towards Fred and said to him:

-Fred, is it you who touched to the diapers and the plastic pant?

-Yes mom... Fred answered timidly...

-Could I know why?

-I wanted to see how they were?

-And you were obliged to unfold some for that?

-Yes, and I looked at if they could suit me... Fred answered while reddening.

-Ah, it’s that! I suspected well that you will look in the case. I wasn’t mistaken...

Camille sat down on the edge of the bed and said to Fred:

-Fred listening, I understand very well that you too, you also, desire for to wear back some diapers like your little brother. But you made pee with the bed only twice in two years. Then I will not put you back in diapers if you have only these two accidents there.

-And if my enuresis comes back?

-In this case, I would take an appointment in the urologist, and we will warn with him.

-Yes, but mom, I would really like to wear some diapers at night. I will feel safe more.

-Fred, we will see that if you remake really pee with the bed.

-Okay mom. But could I test one of them, just once?

-Listening Fred, I’m not against the fact that you test one, but we will speak again about it tomorrow, with your father. Ok? -Ok mom.

-Well, good night my big boy, and don’t worry if tomorrow you awake in a wet bed. It will not be serious, and I would not thunder you.

-Okay mom. Good night.

-Good night my darling. Camille answered by kissing him.

Camille joined Claude in the living room. She repeats to him the small conversation that she just had with Fred, like his desire for wearing back some diapers. Claude gave his point of view and Camille also. They decided to speak about it with Fred as of the following day so that he doesn’t feel guilty to want such. They assembled both to go to bed. While leaving the bathroom, Camille went to see whether Marc slept. He slept indeed with fists closed, certainly happy to be in diaper, and not to have to awake in a wet bed tomorrow morning. She opened the door of Fred and saw that he wasn’t deadened. She approached, and said to him:

-Fred, I spoke with dad, and he’s not against the fact that you wear a diaper to test it, and for the pleasure. But afterwards, you will wear some only if your enuresis come back, and only after having seen the urologist.

-Okay mom. Thank you to have spoken to dad about it.

-Let’s go, you have to sleep now, it’s almost 11:00.

-Okay. Good night mom.

-Good night my darling! She answered by kissing Fred.

Camille gone to her room, and Fred fell asleep by thinking so that his mother just said to him. Finally he could wear back a diaper like before, and wondered when his mother would put it to him...