Tiffany's Diaper Tales
                         Volume II
                      By BabyInDiapers
                     Written 01/21/2006
                     Revised 01/30/2006
                        Chapter 029


I awoke one morning and yawned. It was 9:30. I felt so well 
rested from my night's slumber. My attention turned to my 
soggy wet cloth diaper. It was quite wet. I tinkled a little 
bit and then held Mr. Fluffy and rolled onto my side and with 
my thumb in my mouth, I fell back asleep. A while later, mommy 
came into the room and lowered the crib rail. "Wake up sleepy 
head." She said while tickling my feet. "Is my little girl's 
footsies ticklish?" mommy said as she teased me. I laid on my 
back as she changed my diaper. Mommy led me into the kitchen 
and hoisted me up into my high chair and closed the tray. I 
was sitting there in just a diaper and t-shirt.


Mommy fed me some oatmeal. Daddy was reading the paper. It was 
a quiet morning in mid December. I had been out of school for 
a couple days now, and It was great! After breakfast I called 
Laura and Emily on 3-way. We decided to hang out at my house. 
A while later Laura's mom dropped her off. She walked up the 
driveway with her cane. "I'm up here sweetie." I said as I 
stood on the porch step. Laura was at the point where even 
though she was able to see things directly in front of her, 
her vision was deteriorating. Her mobility instructor was 
teaching her how to get around using a cane.


Once she made her way to the step she took my arm and I guided 
her into the house. "So how is your day going so far?" I asked 
as we went down the hall to my room. "Ok. I slept in." she 
said. "Yeah me too." Once in the doorway to my room Laura let 
go of my arm and walked with her hand outstretched. She found 
the crib rail and went to the left. She sat down on the edge 
of the bed and folded her cane and sat it there. I sat in the 
chair at my desk. We talked a bit longer. The doorbell rang 
and Emily came in a moment later.


"Hey Emily." I said as she sat down on the bed next to Laura. 
"Hey." She said. We just talked a while. We played video games 
for a little bit. Even Laura was able to play this one game 
because it had sounds that she could figure out when the bad 
guy was coming at her. She did pretty good too.  After a while 
we decided to go for a bike ride before lunch. I went to the 
garage and got my bike. Emily's bike was also in our garage 
from last time we rode bikes and she forgot to take it home.


Laura sat on the handle-bars of Emily's bike. Emily was bigger 
then me, and more muscular, so she wouldn't have a problem 
steering with Laura's weight on the handle-bars. We rode down 
to Laura's house. When we got there we put my bike in the 
garage and took the tandem bike. I sat in the front and Laura 
in the back. This way she could ride more safely and 
comfortably. "This seat is much more comfy than handle-bars." 
She said. "Well with your padded tush I didn't think you'd be 
able to tell the difference." I said jokingly. We rode for a 
while. We stopped at my house for lunch. We all had 
sandwiches. Laura spilled her milk at lunch and began to cry. 


"Honey it's ok." My mom said as she wiped up the puddle and 
knelt by Laura's chair and hugged her. She was pretty upset. I 
got out of my highchair. I took her by the hand. She was 
crying. I sat her down next to me on the couch. I put my arms 
around her and held her. "It's ok baby." I said. "No." she 
said while crying. "Do you want me to get you a bottle?" I 
asked. She blushed but still answered yes. "Mom can you fix 
Laura a bottle?" I asked. I just held her. Mom came into the 
living room and handed me the bottle.


"Lay down baby." I said as I let her lay her head in my lap. I 
held the bottle and fed her. About two-thirds of the way 
through the bottle she stopped sucking. "This milk tastes a 
little weird." She said. "Here let me see the bottle." I said. 
I looked at it closely. "Um Laura, this bottle is my mommy's 
breast milk." I said while trying not to laugh. Laura smiled. 
"Yummy. Want more!" she said in her babyish voice. I put the 
nipple back to her mouth and she finished her bottle. She 
seemed to be feeling much better now.


We finished our lunch and then we went back out to ride our 
bikes some more. We had been riding for quite a while. We 
decided to turn around and go back towards my house. "Um 
Tiffy?" "Laura said shyly. "What honey?" "I gotta go number 
two." She said. "Aww, Laura's gonna make poopy in her diaper?" 
I said teasingly. "Yeah." She said. "Well then fill your 
diapers up and I will change you when we get home ok?" I said 
as I reached back and patted her on her knee. Laura was quiet. 
She was concentrating on doing a messy in he diaper. "Oh my 
goodness. I smell messy pants. Is baby all done pooping in her 
didees?" I asked. "Yes, me done. All squishy mushy." She said 
in such an adorable baby voice. "Good girl." I said as I 
smiled. Emily was riding her bike next to me. She just smiled 
at the two of us. "You are such silly babies." She said. 


When we came upon Emily's house she decided to go on home. 
"Bye Emily." Laura and I said as she rode her bike around the 
corner to her house. "You ok back there?" I asked since Laura 
had been quiet. "Uh huh." She said. We got to the house and I 
stopped the bike. Laura got off. I put the bike up by the 
house. I would probably give Laura a ride home before dinner. 
"Ok come on." I said as I took her by the hand. I looked down 
at her sagging diaper. "Does your messy diaper feel good?" I 
asked as I swatted her bottom playfully. "Yeah." She said 
while blushing. Her cheeks were dark red. "Aww. Well, I'm 
gonna change you when we get to my room." I said as we went 
into the house. Mom said hi. She noticed Laura's sagging dirty 
diaper. "Laura honey, let me change your didees." Mom said. 
"I'll do it mom." I said. "Oh, are you sure you don't need 
help?" mom asked. "Nope, I can do it mommy." I said. 


We went down to my room I closed the door. I laid Laura down 
on the bed. I got some diapering supplies ready and sat down 
in front of her on the bed. I placed my hand on the sagging 
part of her diaper and firmly squeezed it. "Well little girl 
you certainly did make a mess in your diaper." I said 
teasingly. I loved making Laura blush. "Ok lift your legs." I 
said as I slid off her rubber pants. She had a disposable 
diaper on under the rubber pants. "I'm gonna put a cloth 
diaper on. Your mom can keep it over there since I'll probably 
be spending the night at your place Friday." I said as I 
unfastened the tapes.


I slid the diaper down. She had poopy caked on her hiney and 
smeared against the left leg opening. I took a wipe and pushed 
all the messy down into the diaper. She was a very stinky 
girl. She was sucking her thumb. "Ok lift your fanny." I said 
as she lifted up so I could wiped her. Then I rolled and taped 
the diaper. I then put the nice fluffy dry diaper under her. 
She laid there sucking her thumb. She was so relaxed. I pulled 
the diaper up between her legs and over her front. I pinned it 
into place nice and snug. "Does baby's dry diaper feel comfy?" 
I asked as I took my finger and tugged on the inner thigh area 
of the diaper to make it bunch up in the middle. This would 
allow her legs to come together more so she wouldn't waddle as 
much. She smiled. I then took her ankles up in one hand and 
started putting the rubber pants on. I slid them down her 
legs. Then I spun her around and had her stand by the bed. I 
made sure the diaper was all tucked in and that everything was 
comfy. I then gave her a hug and patted her diaper bottom.


"Thank you." She said. "You're welcome." I said. We sat and 
talked a while. Laura was really regressed. "Ok it's time to 
take you home. I said as I handed her the cane and she 
unfolded it and I guided her out to the side of the house 
where the bike was. She once again folded it. I began to 
peddle and we were off on our way. We got to her house a few 
minutes later. I put the bike in the garage since the door was 
open. Joey came out to help Laura. "Talk to ya later ok?" I 
said as she was about to go into the house. "Ok. I talk to you 
later Tiff." She said.


I took my bike out of the garage and headed home. That night 
the sunset was so beautiful. I just thanked God for the simple 
things. Like having my eyesight. I just felt so thankful for 
everything. I took my time peddling slowly and I took the long 
way home. I stopped at one corner waiting to cross a street. I 
lifted my bottom off of the bike seat and began to pee and poo 
into my diaper. I sat back down on the bike seat. I was 
blushing because I was totally messy and mushing my poopy 
diaper against the seat. Now I knew how Laura must have felt 
with such a big load in her diaper while riding the bike 
earlier. I continued my bike ride home home. After putting my 
bike away I opened the kitchen door. Mom and dad were at the 
table already eating. "What took you so long?" dad asked. "I 
took the long way home." I said as I got up into my highchair. 
Mom leaned over to snap the tray into place. "Tiffany." She 
said while sniffing. "You are messy." She said. "Yep." I said.


Mom sighed. "Oh well, it can wait until after dinner. I'm sure 
you don't mind sitting there in your poo pants do you?" she 
asked. "I like it." I said out loud. Somehow my thought and my 
speech got confused. I didn't really want to admit that in 
front of my parents. But let's get real, it was pretty obvious 
by this point that I liked being messy in my diapers. Mom came 
back from the microwave with my plate. I blessed my own food 
and ate. I ate slow. I didn't want to get out of my high 
chair. I felt so naughty, but yet so innocent. It was like I 
was being a bad girl for sitting in my poopy diaper at the 
dinner table, but yet so innocent because I was a silly little 
baby who didn't know any better. My parent's accepted me for 
who I was so much so that I didn't feel ashamed of myself.


The end of dinner came too soon. I finished my bottle. "Go lay 
down on your bed. I'll come in and clean you up and give you a  
bath just as soon as I start the dish washer. She said while 
rinsing and then loading dishes into t he dish washer. I 
waddled to my bedroom. I grabbed one of my little stuffed 
animals from the crib and then laid on the bed. I relaxed and 
wet my diaper once more. I was in a state of bliss. I could 
still hear mommy in the kitchen. I knew I wouldn't have enough 
time to pleasure myself in my diaper but I couldn't resist. I 
was masturbating and mom peaked in. "Call mommy when you're 
done." She said quietly. I blushed.


I felt such a wonderful flow of energy rushing through my 
body. I laid there catching my breath. "Mommy, I'm done." I 
yelled as I felt like a toddler in need of her mommy to wipe 
her hiney after going potty all by herself. When mommy came in 
she went about cleaning me up and didn't even seem to be 
bothered by seeing me earlier. I was blushing though. Mommy 
rolled up the diaper and put it in the diaper pail. "Ok go 
draw your bath water. I'll be there in a moment." Mommy said 
as she was hanging up some clothes and straightening up my 
room. I went to the bathroom and did as she said.


I was sitting in the bathtub playing with rubber ducky. Mommy 
came in and closed the door. She knelt by the tub. She began 
to wash me. We talked a little bit but I was getting sleepy 
from all the bike riding. Mommy dried me off and wrapped a 
towel around me. In my room she rubbed baby oil on my hiney 
and pulled two nice thick cloth diapers snuggly between my 
legs and pinned them. She then stood me up and slid up my 
rubber pants. After a few pats on my bottom she went over to 
the closet to get my jammies. She helped me into my footed 
jammies. They also had snaps all along the crotch for easy 
diaper changing. Then she helped me slide my arms through the 
top half of my turquoise pajamas with fishies all over them.


"Mommy can you breastfeed me?" I said as she was finishing 
reading me a bedtime story. She pulled off her t-shirt and sat 
it to the side of her. She unclasped her bra and set it by her 
shirt. I took my two pillows from the bed and put them on the 
left side of mommy and she laid her arm against them. I was 
sitting in her lap and I laid back against her arm. I began to 
suckle on her nipple. I absolutely loved nursing on my mommy. 
I felt the wonderful feelings of security, nurturing, love, 
and so on. I wet my diaper while laying there. My eyes grew 
heavy. I fell asleep in her arms. Daddy came in and moved me 
to my crib. I slept through the transition. I felt so tranquil 
even when I woke up early in the morning. It was to early to 
get up. I just laid there. I had wet in my sleep. I hadn't 
done that as much lately. I thought I might be growing out of 
bedwetting. It may seem strange, but I was glad to still have 
no control over my bedwetting. I felt so babyish, so helpless, 
but yet so loved. I held my teddy bear and laid there looking 
at the clock. It was 5:50 am. I closed my eyes and fell back 
asleep.