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ItalianoDreams of a diaper boy
Del 2: Chapter 2 - the beach
| Michael's idea had nearly failed the day before. His mother had caught him peeing in his bed. Cursed be her niceness he thought to himself while thinking of how to continue. He still wanted to be put in diapers by his family, but they were so considerate that they never would under normal circumstances... normal... Michael suddenly got an idea. That night he said goodnight to his mom, who asked if he had drunk anything before bed? He truthfully answered no and went to his room upstairs. This time however, he waited for his mom. She came in the room, kissed him goodnight and turned the lights of. Michael set an alarm for 10 minutes, so his parents surely would be asleep. He then carefully tip toed his way into the small upstairs bathroom with an empty waterbottle. He filled it up and chugged, quenching his thirst while spilling a bit on his chest and underwear. He stopped to breathe, filled it again and repeated 3 times. When he went to bed, his bladder was churning and making noises. He carefully laid on his bed again. Snuggled under the covers and put on some ocean waves in his headphones. Then he fell asleep. The following morning Michael's mom had woken up. It was a Saturday but she decided to wake her son up anyway. She walked in to his room still thinking about the incident last night, was it an accident? Did Michael like that sort of thing? Was this part of puberty? Well she wouldn't get an answer by asking the door. She opened his door, not bothering to knock as it didn't have a lock in the first place. She looked down on her still sleeping son, and noticed something unusual, he was wearing headphones to bed. She carefully removed one of them and listened to the sounds playing, it was the sound of an ocean. She wondered why Michael was listening to ocean sounds the day after wetting the bed. However she simply thought he needed to relax before bed and had forgot to remove them. She let him be for now and went downstairs for breakfast. It was calming, soothing, relaxing and... Well something else, Michael had never been good with synonyms. But he liked listening to the ocean waves. He was at the beach, in nothing but his underwear. At first he was scared, but soon he realised that he was completely alone there. He was laying in the fine sand, looking out as the waves hypnotized him, calmed him, soothed him. But his needs began to take over. He had to pee. Though there was no-one else around, he couldn't simply start peeing in the sand, or in the water, he needed a toilet. He was getting desperate. In panic he looked in 360 degrees for a proper way to relieve himself. Lo and behold. To his right a path was laid out in hardwood flooring. Not daring to tread outside of it, Michael carefully walked on the floor all the way to his porcelain heaven. He finally relieved himself. He was peeing for almost a minute straight and when he turned around, there were arrows pointed to the beach, leading him away from the toilet. He carefully sneaked across the now separating floorboards and made it to the beach once more. He was happy with the action he took and laid down in the sand, falling asleep to the sound of the ocean. |
Fortsättning:
Del 1 (13 jan 2020)Del 2: Chapter 2 - the beach (12 jan 2020)
Del 3: Chapter 3 - Alone (12 jan 2020)
Del 4: Chapter 4 - Pleasure and shame (12 jan 2020)
Del 5: Chapter 5 - Flop, turn and river (12 jan 2020)
Del 6: Chapter 6 - the sheltering snake (13 jan 2020)
Tillagd 12 jan 2020 Noveller #Man #Kvinna som bottom #Man som bottom #Diaper Love #DL-dominans #Napp, etc. babyattribut #Självständig lek #Kärleksfullt omhändertagande #Allt-i-ett-blöjor #Blöjbyxor/plastbyxor #Våta blöjor #Smutsiga blöjor #Okontrollerade olyckor #Annan wet sex
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