Baby for new year

Chapter 8

Chapter Description: Jimmy goes to a New Year's Eve Party and loses control

                Jimmy awoke to a gentle shaking from Steve, waking him from the afternoon nap that had become a part of his routine since he fell asleep at the mall.  “Wake up, Jimmy.  I know it’s early, but we’ve got to get you bathed and dressed for the New Year’s party tonight.”, Steve said.

                After Jimmy’s bath, Steve laid him down and began to diaper him.  Jimmy protested, “I no need a diapee until beddy bye.”  Steve replied, “You’re playing Baby New Year tonight, so you have to dress the part.  If you need to potty, just get Lisa or I, and we’ll take care of you.”

                When they got to the party, Lisa handed Jimmy a sippy-cup of chocolate milk.  “Drink your chokate milk.”, she said.  She carried Jimmy around while she chatted with friends for a half hour or so.  Then she put him down and told him, “Go play with some of the other kids, while the grown-ups talk.”  All of the other kids treated Jimmy like a toddler, so he went off by himself and hid in the corner.

                After about an hour, Jimmy felt a rumbling in his tummy and realized he needed to go boom-boom.  He started looking around for Steve, but before he could find him, the pressure got to be too much and he had to stop and fill his diaper.  At this final loss of control, Jimmy began to cry.  Steve saw him from across the room and came to see what was the matter.  When he got to Jimmy, he could smell the problem.

                He took Jimmy into another room and took off his diaper and cleaned him up before putting a fresh diaper on him.  Jimmy just kept crying the whole time.  Steve picked him up and went and sat down in a rocking chair.  He began to gently rock with Jimmy in his arms.  “It’s okay.  This happens to little boys sometimes.  Nobody’s mad.  It’s no big deal.”, Steve crooned.  Jimmy thought, «No big deal.  Sob. I just went boom-boom, Sob, in my pants, Sob, like a 2-year-old. Sob. I’ve completely, Sob, lost control. Sob.  I’m not really a man anymore, Sob, If I ever was. »

                He finally cried himself out, and Steve took him back to the party and gave him a sippy cup full of apple juice.  Steve intended to keep holding him, but Jimmy squirmed to get down.  He ran back to the corner to hide in utter shame and embarrassment.

                About an hour and a half later, Jimmy felt the rumbling in his tummy again.  He realized, «I need to go boom-boom again. »  He sees Lisa on the other side of the room and thinks, «Got to get to Lisa.  I no go in my diapee again. »

                He ran across the room, but just as he got to Lisa, he let out this loud, wet fart.  Dazed, he thought, «I did it again. »  He was too stunned to even cry this time.  But then Lisa turned to the girl she had been talking to and asked, “Mary, can you take Jimmy and change him?”  Jimmy, panicking, said “No. You do it!”  “Jimmy, don’t be a brat.  This is my cousin, Mary.  She’s 12.  She’s had plenty of babysitting experience.  You’re in good hands.”, Lisa said.

                Mary picked Jimmy up and took him to a quiet corner of the room.  Jimmy just had to lay there in his humiliation while the 6’8* girl changed the 21-year-old’s messy diaper.  As she wiped him down, she said “What a messy little boy you are.” Then she got the power out and said, “Now we need to power that cute little pee-pee and bum-bum so you don’t get a rash.”  Finally, when she was done, she got Jimmy another sippy cup full of apple juice and told him, “Now, go play.”

                Jimmy went back to the corner to hide and pretend he wasn’t there.  He hoped, «If I stay in the corner, everyone forget I here. »  About 10, Jimmy realized, «My diapee is wet.  When I wet it? »  He left his corner and went to find Steve and a clean diapee.

                Finally, midnight came, and much to Jimmy’s dismay, he was the center of attention for about 15 minutes, until he started yawning and fussing.  Steve took him to one of the bedrooms and put him to bed.  He didn’t even wake up when Steve took him home and put him in the crib.

                The next morning, when Jimmy awoke, wet, of course, Steve said, “Good Morning, sleepyhead.  Let’s get you changed out of that wet diapee.”  Steve got the diaper off and wiped Jimmy clean, but instead of pulling out a Pull-Up, he pulled out another diaper.  At that point, it finally sunk in for Jimmy, «I’ve become a baby for the new year. »