    Nathan

    Summary: A boy has an accident on the bus ride home that causes him to
    want to wear diapers.

    Part 1

    "Why isn't the bus moving?" Nathan thought to himself. Nathan is six
    years old, and in the first grade. Nathan always had to go to the
    bathroom when he got home from school, but on this day the bus was
    stuck in traffic caused by an accident. Nathan wasn't sure if he could
    make it. He was about to burst. What would all of the other kids on the
    bus think?

    "Hurry!" Nathan was screaming inside himself. He tried to act cool as
    to not draw attention to himself. Nathan thought back to the last time
    he hadn't made it to the bathroom. He was five then. He was playing on
    the playground at school after lunch, when all of his milk caught up to
    him. Being only five he thought that he could hold it longer than he
    actually could. He also didn't want to stop playing to go to the
    bathroom. Suddenly the teacher blew her whistle for all the children to
    get in line to go inside. Nathan got in line, and he could feel his
    bladder about to burst. He grabbed his crotch as the teacher counted to
    make sure everyone was there. Once the count was finished they started
    their march into the classroom. Every step was torture for Nathan.
    After about five steps Nathan started to squirt some into his pants. As
    they continued their march the squirting became a steady stream. Nathan
    was embarrassed, but he couldn't stop to regain control for that would
    draw attention to himself. He continued walking and wetting. He had
    wished that he had worn one of his nighttime pull-ups to school that
    day. When they finally reached the classroom Nathan had a nice wet spot
    running down his legs. The teacher opened the door and the students
    walked in. When she saw Nathan she said, "go stand by my desk." Nathan
    quietly and discreetly walked over to the teacher's desk. He absolutely
    did not want to be found out by the other kids. He was deathly afraid
    of being made fun of. When all the students were in the room the
    teacher went over to her desk to write Nathan a pass to the nurse's
    office. As Nathan walked to the nurse a fifth grade class was walking
    down the hall for their lunchtime. Nathan could hear their chuckles as
    they passed by him going the other way. Nathan didn't care about them
    though, for they would soon be gone.

    "I'm not going to make it." Nathan thought as he saw the lights of the
    ambulance pull up to the intersection. "How much longer before we can
    get moving?" Nathan felt the pressure in his bowels intensifying.
    Nathan started to remember the last time he had messed his pants.

    It all happened when Nathan had just turned five before he started
    Kindergarten. He was with his mom at Wal-Mart. They had just gotten
    done eating at McDonalds. They were looking for some school clothes for
    Nathan, when his mom met an old friend also shopping. They started to
    talk to each other and Nathan stood there as the pressure in his bowels
    grew. He had not yet told his mother that he needed to use the potty,
    but now that she was talking, there was no way he could. He stood there
    as the minutes slowly passed. He could feel the pressure building,
    until slowly he felt a solid warm mass come out of his butt into his
    undies. He was embarrassed. His mother finally finished her
    conversation. "Mommy," Nathan said, "I made stinky pants."

    Nathan's mother took him to the ladies bathroom, and into the
    handicapped stall. She took of his shoes and socks, and then slid off
    his jeans. Fortunately the mass was solid, and since Nathan was
    standing his pants were not dirty. She slid off his underwear and
    cleaned him up. She threw the underwear in the trash. Nathan was
    standing in the stall with just his shirt on. He was really
    embarrassed. His mother thought for a moment about what to do, and then
    she saw the dispenser on the wall. Seventy-five cents for one large
    disposable diaper and wipes. She pulled out her seventy five cents and
    made her purchase. She laid down the diaper-changing table, and called
    for Nathan to come out of the stall. He came out and saw the changing
    table and diaper, and started to cry.

    "I'm not the one who pooped in my pants." Nathan's mother said, "You
    had the accident and now you have no underwear to wear, now get up here
    and let's put this diaper on." Nathan went forward reluctantly, and his
    mother picked him up, and placed him on the table. She placed the
    diaper on him and then put his jeans on over it. Nathan was relieved
    that the jeans hid his diaper. Nathan went around the store in a diaper
    as his mom picked out his school clothes and school supplies. When they
    got to the register Nathan needed to pee, so he decided to just let it
    out in his diaper. He enjoyed the warm feeling, and remembered what it
    was like to be a baby. He didn't tell his mother that he had wet his
    diaper, so he walked around in it for a while as they stopped by a few
    more stores. When they got home Nathan took the diaper off.

    "I wish I was wearing that diaper now." Nathan thought as he saw
    another ambulance pull up to the site of the accident. Now he knew he
    was doomed. The bus driver cut the engine as they were completely boxed
    in, and had no way of getting out anytime soon. At age six Nathan
    couldn't fathom having an accident, what would his mother say? Sure he
    wet the bed, but this was different, it was daytime. Nathan could feel
    his load start to poke out. He readjusted his position as to try to
    hold it in. It worked for a little bit. Nathan saw more lights pull up
    ahead, finally a wrecker had arrived, perhaps they could clear the
    intersection soon. Nathan felt his load starting to poke out again, and
    he stood up to put his leg on the seat to sit on, but when he stood up
    he lost control and the load filled his undies.

    "Oh No!" Nathan thought to himself. He had just gotten some new
    Spiderman underwear after seeing the Spiderman movie; now one pair of
    his new underwear was ruined. Nathan sat back down in the seat without
    thinking about the consequences. He felt the bulge spread out in his
    pants and out the leg holes of his underwear. "Double Oh No!" he
    thought. Now he was a big mess. This was also the day when his mother
    had decided to put him in cotton shorts instead of jeans. Nathan, being
    only six, did not even think that as he was squashing his load out his
    leg holes he was also smashing it through the cotton underwear and
    shorts. Now some of it was getting on the seat. Nathan could smell his
    mess, and he sat there in discomfort and shame still waiting for the
    bus to move.

    It took another twenty minutes for the authorities to clear the
    accident scene and get traffic moving. All of the windows on the bus
    were open so fortunately nobody had smelled Nathan. As the bus came to
    their next stop Nathan saw a kindergartener getting off the bus. As he
    walked past Nathan's seat Nathan could see a wet spot wrapping around
    to his bottom, and a bulge. Nathan felt a little better that he was not
    the only one to have an accident, but still he was six and the other
    kid was five. Finally Nathan got to his stop, and saw his mother
    waiting. He got up and turned towards the seat to pick up his backpack.
    That was when he saw the mess on the seat. Nathan was really shocked
    and embarrassed. He held his backpack low behind him to hide the spot
    on his pants as he quickly walked towards the door. On his way he felt
    a small piece roll down his leg and onto the floor. He walked so fast
    that he didn't have time to hear the kids say, "eww gross." Finally
    Nathan was off the bus, soiled, but he was off the bus and safe home
    with his loving mother. She took Nathan in the house and helped him get
    cleaned up. Nathan was glad to be in clean clothes, but secretly he
    liked the feel of having a load in his pants. He just didn't like doing
    it on the bus.

    The next day was Saturday so Nathan got up early to watch cartoons. He
    was surprised to find that his pull-up was not wet. It was rare when he
    woke up dry. Nathan decided not to take it off, as normally was his
    custom. He left it on and went to watch cartoons. Of course not going
    at night didn't mean that Nathan didn't have to go pee in the morning.
    He felt the urge, but he wanted to watch cartoons. As he watched the
    cartoons his urge to pee got stronger, as well as his urge to poop.
    Nathan decided not to get up in the commercial break, as he liked to
    watch the cartoons for toys, and didn't want to miss a minute of the
    action. As the urge got stronger Nathan just let it out; in fact he had
    to push to get some of his poop out, but he enjoyed being able to do it
    in a pull-up instead of underwear, and without other kids around, since
    he was an only child. He knew his mother would not be happy with him
    going on purpose though, so as soon as she got up he got up and told
    her he was going to take his morning bath. He went into the bathroom
    and shut the door. He took of his pajamas and tore the sides of his
    pull-ups. He folded it up and buried it in the trash, and then he took
    his bath. He couldn't wait for another opportunity to poop in his pull-
    up, but he also knew he couldn't do it to often or his mother would get
    suspicious.