Tiffany's Diaper Tales Volume II By BabyInDiapers Written 12/27/2005 Chapter 027 That morning we both woke up late. We had slept in until almost lunch time. "Let's change our diapers and clean up the house a little. We kind of made a mess last night and didn't put anything away after we played." I said as we lay there in the crib still waking up. "Ok I'll change you if you change me." Laura said. "Ok that'll work." I said as I sat up and lowered my side of the crib. I got out and got some diapering supplies. I came back and changed her while she lay in the crib. Then I laid down and let her diaper me. Laura accidentally poked her finger with the diaper pin. It bled a couple drops. "Owie." she said. I instinctively kissed her finger and asked if it was all better now. Laura giggled. We got dressed and put away the toys and cleaned up the kitchen and so on. We heated up some breakfast. I let Laura sit in my high chair. I was sort of playing mommy to her. She was still somewhat regressed. As I cleared the table I saw the answering machine light was blinking. I hit play to see who called. It was mom and dad checking in. Also Laura's mom left a message telling us to call back when we woke up. So I dialed Laura's number. We talked to her mom for a couple minutes. She said she would be by to pick up Laura and I to go to the park to play. We went out and sat on the front porch waiting for Laura's mommy. She came a few minutes later and we got in the car and headed for the park. Laura's mom stopped along the way to get us each a milk shake. We had fun playing. Laura's mom brought us to her house. She tucked us into the crib for a short nap until dinner time. Ralph was going to be cooking steaks on the grill. Later on I woke up. I totally soaked my diaper. Laura was also awake. We talked for a couple minutes until Joey knocked on Laura's door and told us it was dinner time. We got up and joined them in the kitchen. The dinner was so yummy. That evening after dinner and hanging out with Laura, the time finally came for me to go home. Once I got to the house I got a shower and then put in a movie. I needed something to take my mind off the feeling of being alone and somewhat afraid. I kept busy so as not to think about it. After that movie was over I put in another one. during the middle of the second movie I felt the need to go poo. I decided to do something different than what I normally would do. I took off my cloth diaper and rubber pants. Then I took another pair of smaller rubber pants from when I was younger and pulled them up over my bare skin. I loved the way they pressed tightly against my tush and other sensitive places. I then pinned on a cloth diaper. Then put another pair of rubber pants on. Then unfolded a diaper and put it on the couch where I was sitting. I wanted to be sure that I didn't leak on the couch. I was beginning to sweat in my rubber pants. I tinkled a little. It made a puddle in them. I liked this so far. I then stood up and tried to relax. I was nervous about going poo in my rubber pants like this. I guess in some ways my mind wasn't sure if this reversed diaper configuration would work or not. I then let go and wow did it feel good. I could hear the inner rubber pants crinkle as the poo filled them. I sat down and did my usual mushing routine. The poopy just spread everywhere. I felt all sticky, hot and sweaty and it felt really good having it all over me. I also liked the fact that it was all contained and I had no leaks. I resumed the movie. I have to say that I don't remember the last half because I was very preoccupied. I knew I was super messy so I found some rubber gloves in the first aid kit. I put one on my right hand. I slid my hand down into my diaper. Even through the latex gloves I could feel the poopy caked all around my tush and between my legs. I stopped for a second. That sense of guilt hit me all at once. I almost felt like crying. I was feeling so many new sensations. I was alone and afraid and ashamed. I broke down and really cried. I removed my hand from the diaper. I wiped off the glove with a wipe and then took it off. I sat there crying. I decided that I needed to talk to someone. I knew it was getting late but I called Tammy's dorm room. A few rings and then a comforting voice. "Hello?" Tammy answered on the other end. "Hi, it's me." I said sobbing. "Tiffany, what's wrong?" she asked. I just lost it. She knew mom and dad were away so she seemed really concerned that something might have happened to me. "Tiffy, talk to me baby." she said trying to calm me down. "I hate the things I do. I feel so ashamed of myself." I said and still was crying. "Tell me what's going on. What are you doing that is upsetting you sweetie?" she said. Somehow I just got up the nerve to just say it. "I put on a pair of rubber pants, against my bare skin, then a diaper and then rubber pants outside of that. I pooped and peed myself and squished it. Then I put on a latex glove and started to play with myself in my dirty rubber pants." I said while hardly being able to talk. "Oh honey. That's nothing to cry over. Sweetie, you're just trying new things because you are home alone and you know you can get away with things. So you're trying to find your limits honey." she said. "But I feel so dirty." I said while sniffling. "I know baby. I've felt that way before too. But you know what?" "What?" I whimpered. "You're just doing things that feel good to you. It's ok that you like to be a messy girl. We all love you, God still loves you, and you need to learn to love yourself sweetie." she said calmly and in a nurturing tone of voice. "I know Tammy but I feel so ashamed." I said. "When I used to feel that way, I would take a piece of paper and write ten good things I liked about myself, and then that would make me feel better. Because honey you are a very nice and loving person. Just because you like something that is different doesn't make you bad. Just enjoy yourself. If you feel like you're pushing your limits to far and you don't feel good about it, then you know where your limits are. I wish I was there with you. I know this is hard to go through anyway, but even harder when by yourself. But I'll stay on the phone with you until you calm down more." she said. I was beginning to calm down much more. "I love you." I said to Tammy. "Honey, I love you so very much. I'd love you even if you're covered in poopy. I think you should just have fun, just be careful though. Make sure you clean up really good when you're done being messy girl. Okay?" she said. "yeah I will." I said. We talked a little about other things for a few minutes then we hung up. I sat there still messy. I put the glove on. put some baby oil on it and slid it down into my messy rubber pants and had a really good time. I don't really feel like sharing to much more details about all that I did because it's a personal thing. But I'm sure you can use your imagination. Needless to say, I had fun spraying myself with the hose in the backyard when I was finished having my fun. My talk with Tammy really did help. I kind of realized that my limits were probably going to change as I grew up. But I realized that I was not hurting anyone and that it's ok to do what I do when I have my own privacy. I watched another movie and started getting sleepy. I double diapered my cute little hiney. I then brushed my teeth. I got Mr. Fluffy and a blanket and laid down on the couch to finish the movie. I fell asleep before the end. I woke up in the middle of the night. Surprisingly I wasn't afraid. I just talked to Mr. Fluffy. I guess it was my way of feeling safe and secure when I normally would feel afraid. I got into the crib and snuggled in my blanket with Mr. Fluffy and fell back asleep until morning. I woke up that morning around 10:30 or so. I just laid in my crib. I didn't really feel like doing anything. I just laid there cuddling with Mr. Fluffy and my other animals. After a while I got hungry so I went to the kitchen to fix myself some breakfast. The diaper I was wearing was soaked pretty good so I decided I would change. I decided to wear a pair of tight leggings that barely fit over my cloth diaper. I then put rubber pants over them. After a while I wet my diaper. Surprisingly the wetness didn't show through onto my leggings. I got on my computer and went online. I was chatting in some teen baby rooms. I also was reading some stories on-line. After a while I wet myself again. This time my blue leggings showed the wetness. As time went on I wet myself a couple more times. My rubber pants were even leaking a little bit. When I got out of my chair I noticed the back of my legs were wet. Also there was a wet spot on the towel I had placed on the chair. I decided to sit in the bathtub with my clothes on. I loved the feeling. Around mid afternoon I got out of the tub and changed into double cloth diaper and rubber pants. I got on my bike and rode around the neighborhood. I visited Emily for a couple hours. I came home and took a nap around 4:30. The phone rang a while later. Laura asked if I wanted to come over for dinner. I told her yes. Her mom picked me up a while later. I stayed over there until around 7:30. When I got home I took a shower. I decided to try something I had read about on-line earlier in the day. I took plastic wrap and wrapped it all around my diaper area. I then put 2 cloth diapers on and a pair of rubber pants. Then I put my footed jammies on. I loved the feeling of the plastic wrap sticking to my skin. It was different from the rubber pants I had put on under my diaper the night before. I kind of knew that at some point in the evening I was going to go poo. Sure enough around 10 or so I did a big messy in my diaper. I loved how the plastic felt and yet I could still feel the pee puddle in my inner cloth diaper because of the way the plastic wrap was around me. I slid my hand down the front. I rubbed myself on top of the plastic wrap. I could feel that I was messy underneath the plastic wrap. I kind of liked this because I could touch myself without getting my hands dirty. I poked my finger through the plastic and slid two fingers in. I fingered myself and had a few orgasms. I then wiped my fingers off in a baby wipe and got out of the crib and turned out the lights. I set my alarm clock so I could get up in time for school the next morning. I didn't bother to change my dirty diaper. I laid awake a while just enjoying the dirty diaper. I didn't feel as weird about it this time. I remembered what Tammy had told me. She was right. I just needed to experiment to see what I liked and find where my limits were. I woke up the next morning to the annoying sound of my alarm clock. I went outside in the back yard and did the usual clean up with the hose. It was much easier than wiping. especially since the plastic wrap was stuck to me. It was quite a mess. I then got a shower and rubbed some lotion into my skin so I wouldn't smell like poopy. I then got dressed for school and had a piece of toast and then left to catch the bus. The next days went by faster since I spent the days at school and the afternoons at Emily's doing band practice. I invited Robert to come over to my house Tuesday evening. His mom didn't know my parents were gone. Since he was dropped off at band practice at Emily's she just assumed that when he called from my house that my parents were there. We sat on the couch and cuddled. We were watching TV. After a while I announced that I needed to change because my diaper was soaked. "Hey Tiff, let me change you." he said. I blushed. "Come on little baby, lets go change your diaper." He said with a smile. I knew I would be safe with Robert so I just regressed. He took my hand and led me into my room. I laid on the bed. This would be easier for him to change me. He got a diaper, rubber pants, wipes, and powder and came over to the bed where I was laying. He slid down my rubber pants. He then put the dry diaper under me. I then helped him with the pins. Then our eyes met as he slid open my diaper. He paused for a moment and looked me over. I'm sure this was his first time seeing a girl naked. I didn't mind that he was looking. I knew boys were usually curious. Heck, so were girls. Anyway, he changed me and it went very well. He then took off his pants and was standing there in his underwear. "You want a diaper too?" I asked. He nodded. "Ok off with your undies and I'll get your little tush all nice and diapered. I said as I went to get a diaper and rubber pants. "Ok lift your hiney." I said as I slid the diaper under him and then pulled it between his legs. I got to see his winky. After I pulled his rubber pants up he stood there and I patted his tush and pressed my palm against the front of his diaper. He was very hard. I smiled. We had talked about things before and we both were not ready for sexual stuff so we just spent the evening playing baby. The door bell rang around 9. We were half asleep in front of the TV. "Oh my God." I said as I realized we were both in just diapers and shirts. We both ran to my room. "You don't have time to take off the diaper. Just pull on your pants and socks and shoes. I said. I put on a pair of footed pajamas. I ran out to answer the door so she wouldn't think anything was up. "Hi Mrs. Taylor." I said as I stood in the door way. She looked me up and down. I guess she noticed that I wasn't exactly dressed proper for having company over. "Where's Robert?" she asked. "OH he's in the bathroom." I said. Just then he came out into the living room. "Hey mom." he said as he walked toward her. "Where are your parent's Tiffany?" she asked as she surveyed the room. "Um well they are out on a boat right now." I said. "Oh really?" Robert's mom said while giving us both the evil eye. "Robert why do you have one of her diapers on!" she said as she tugged on his shirt which exposed the top of the diaper. She must have noticed the bulge in his pants. I knew we were in trouble. "Tiffany, I'm disappointed in you." she said as she grabbed Robert's arm and started to leave. I had to say something. "Why? It's not my fault you hate me because I wear diapers and because Robert likes them too! I didn't make him like them! and for your information he put them on himself!" I said. She glared at me. "Excuse me." she said as she took Robert down the hall and into the bathroom and slammed the door. I went up to the door. I could hear her pulling down his pants and taking off the diaper while she was cursing under her breath. When the door opened she stood there. "Your damn diaper is in the tub. You'd better say goodbye to Robert. You're not going to see him. Ever!" she said as she practically drug him out of the house. "Please, don't do that. Please Mrs. Taylor. I'm sorry!" I cried. Robert was so sad looking at me through the window as she gunned it out of our driveway. I ran back in the house and closed the door. I fell onto the couch and cried my little heart out. The phone rang. I tried to get it together. "Hello?" "Hi Tiff. It's mom. How are you?" she said. "Good." I said while still whimpering some. "Honey is something the matter?" mom asked. "No, Just watched a really sad show. and you know how I get sometimes." I said. "Aww. Well hey listen, we're coming into the port in an hour. We will be home late tonight after you're asleep. There were some storms in this one area we were at so we had to skip a couple stops. Anyway well be home probably by 3am. I'll get you up for school in the morning. Ok baby?" mommy said. "Ok that's cool," We talked a moment and then hung up. I hurriedly went through the house finishing my last minute cleaning. I made sure all my evidence from my messy fun was gone and that everything was washed and the house was back in order. It was almost midnight. I ran out of things to clean. I was trying not to think about what happened. I was also worried that Mrs. Taylor might tell my parents at some point. I decided to call Tammy. I had some time left on my calling card. It was only 11 there. I told her everything that happened. I told her about us diapering each other and everything. We talked until almost 1 AM I decided I should go to bed. I laid there trying to go to sleep. I wet my diaper. I couldn't fall asleep. It was almost 2 AM when I called Robert's number. Mr. Taylor answered. "Hello?" he said. "May I speak to Mrs. Taylor please?" I said. "Do you have any idea what time it is?" He muttered. "It's important." I said. He handed her the phone. "What do you want?" she asked. "I wanted to say I'm sorry for what happened tonight." "Sorry isn't going to cut it young lady." she said. "But listen, please. I know you don't approve of the whole diaper thing, but Robert and I like to wear them. I wanted to tell you that we did change each other, and we didn't do anything bad." "I already knew you put the damn thing on him. He wouldn't have known how to pin it on." she said. "Please give me another chance? I really care about Robert. I should never have let him come over with my parents away. I made a mistake. And I really wish I could take it back." I said. "Ok honey, I'll think about it. I can tell you this, Robert won't be leaving the house for two weeks except for school." she said. "I understand." I said. "I tell ya what. I wont mention this to your parents, but next time use your head. Also I don't want my son wearing those damn things. If I ever catch him wearing one again, I will separate you two. Do you understand?" she said. "Yes mam." I said. "Okay. Don't call here for two weeks. Robert is on restriction." she said. I said ok. Then she hung up on me. I felt somewhat better. Compared to not knowing if I would see Robert again, two weeks wasn't so bad. Then again, yes it was. We wouldn't even see each other at school. I laid there and I heard the alarm and the door opening and my parents and Aunt Kathy coming in. I tried to fake asleep. Mommy came in and checked on me. "Honey, why are you still wake?" she asked as she patted my diapered tush. "Mommy." I said as I sat up and hugged her. "Hi baby. I missed you." she said as she smothered me with kisses and hugs. She saw the tissue box sitting by my pillow and a bunch of used ones. "Honey, have you been crying again?" she asked. I nodded. "So what's wrong sweetie. Tell mommy." she said as she pulled me up onto her lap and held me. I rested my head on her shoulder. "I don't wanna talk about it." I said. "Okay baby." she said as she rocked me. She then took off her shirt and bra and breast fed me. She knew I needed comforting and nurturing. I fell asleep. Mommy laid there in the crib with me. We woke up the next morning. I felt like my jammies were wet. I then realized mommy wet the crib and must not have had her diaper on. I nudged her awake. "Oh no. I'm sorry baby, I wet." she said. "It's ok mommy." I said while yawning. She stripped the crib bedding and took it to the laundry room. She then took off her wet clothes. She then hurried across the kitchen and living room into her room. She took a shower there. She had called Aunt Kathy to come help me. I sat in the tub as Aunt Kathy bathed me. A while later we were all at the breakfast table. I was so tired from my lack of sleep the past couple days. "I bet I know someone will be ready for a nap when they get home from school." Mommy said as she hugged me as I left for the bus. That day at school I told Laura & Emily all about what happened last night. The first time I was home alone was quite an adventure. I learned a lot from my time alone. I definitely had fun though. As the two weeks wore on, I missed Robert so much. I wrote him love letters and saved them up for when I got to see him. As much fun as being home alone was, I really was glad to have my family back. I also realized that I needed to see Mrs. Woods soon. For as much as I had learned about myself over the past days, I had many more questions.