From Textbooks to Changing Tables

Chapter 8
I Remember When You Were This Tall!

Chapter Description: Sam gets the house ready for a party as Matt and Scott sleep, followed by Matt utterly humiliating himself

Sam pulled the car into the driveway, quietly turning it off while she got everything ready to go back inside. Both boys had fallen asleep on the car ride home. She very gingerly picked up Scott and Matt and carried them to Scott’s toddler bed in his room, and tucked them in for an afternoon map. She needed to use this opportunity to her advantage. She dragged all of Scott’s baby furniture from the basement: changing table, crib, playpen, and moved it to Matt’s room while the boys dozed. She figured Matt had accepted his fate by now, and after his accident at the park, the changing table especially was necessary. She pulled out the package of huggies she had in Matt’s closet, and stocked the changing table with them, along with Vaseline, powder, wipes, and other diapering equipment.

After setting everything up in Matt’s room, she went downstairs to start preparing some simple hors devours to keep her guests entertained. Soon after, Scott woke up.

“Matt, I tink we should go downstaiws” Scott groggily said to his brother. He was well rested and ready to play with his new buddy. Matt agreed and they both climbed out of the bed to go join their mom. Matt noticed that the diaper he was in made him stand slightly bow-legged, and keeping up with Scott was a bit harder than it used to be as they toddled down the hall. They reached the kitchen as Sam was finishing up her last preparation.

“Hey kids, did you sleep well?” She asked.

“Yeth, we did, fank you.” Matt replied politely. He figured the more stoic he was about the ensuing event, the faster it’d be over. Taking naps wasn’t much of a problem back in college, and it felt good as a 2 year old, so he felt alright at the moment.

“Well good,” Sam answered, “Because everyone should be here soon. For now, I’m gonna put both of you in the playpen set up in the living room while I explain everything, then everyone can come see you both.” She said as she whisked up the tikes in her arms and dropped them in the playpen.

Almost on cue, the doorbell rang. Sam opened the door to find a whole slew of people; some of her friends from work, a few of Matt and Scott’s cousins, even some neighbors came to see what happened to the magical shrinking 20 year old. Sam explained the entire situation to them, and one by one, they grabbed some food, went into the living room, and were shocked by 2 boys playing in the playpen together, one of which looked like someone they used to know.

A few ignored it out of awkwardness and talked to each other, but a couple of people tried to break the tension by actually talking to Matt, which he was uncomfortable with. His cousin Megan in particular was very bad at accepting her cousin’s fate. Megan had always looked up Matt, as he was a few years older than her and always seemed like he knew what he wanted out of life. Now she was 17, and he was 2. And yet, there he was, a little toddler with a spongebob t-shirt and Velcro shoes, staring up at her as she made small talk.

“Hey, you look so cute, Matty!” She sputtered, “I remember when you were this tall!” She joked, putting her hand at the 6 foot mark where Matt used to proudly stand. Matt narrowed his eyes and glared at her, “Fanks.” He flatly restated, and went back to playing. Megan left to go hang out with the adults. Matt was glad to be left alone as he played with a ball with Scott. As he was doing so, however, he noticed a problem; there was a growling in his stomach, and he realized if he didn’t take care of it soon, he was going to have a bigger problem. He tried to ignore it and keep passing the ball, but the pressure moved lower into his abdomen as he passed the ball. He tried to hold it, but eventually, a warm mass exited his rear and spread into the diaper. The sitting position he was in only made it worse, as it spread all across his bottom. He kept his mouth shut, hoping no one would notice. All of a sudden, Scott got a knowing look on his face and called out for Sam,

“Mommy!” He yelled. Sam and Megan came back in the room, and were about to ask what’s up when Sam’s finely tuned nose caught the scent. “Oh honey,” She condescended, “Did you poop your pants?”

“No” Matt vehemently denied, “I jus’ fawted was all.” He was trying to cover it up, but Sam knew better.

“Matt, I think you did!” Megan giggled as Sam walked over to check his diaper. She stood him up and pulled back the waistband of his diaper, and confirmed it herself, “Yup, we have to change your diaper. Come on honey.” She said as she picked him up. Matt was humiliated, as Scott and Megan watched as he was carried up the stairs toward the room. Sam holding him by his rear didn’t make it any better as the mess dispersed throughout the garment on his walk up. Even worse, he noticed he was peeing his diaper as they reached the top of the stairs! Matt was humiliated. 2 days ago he could drive a car and benchpress 100 pounds. Now he was pooping his pants helplessly.

Sam laid him on the changing table, “Honey, I know I put you in diapers, but you seemed somewhat aware when you had to pee back at the park, why didn’t you call me?” she asked.

“I fought I could hold it” Matt sadly stated as she unvelcroed his shoes and took off his socks. She put a restraining strap over his stomach as she reached for the supplies under the table. He could feel the wetness in his crotch and the mass he was sitting on. She wiggled his shorts off him, and started his first diaper change in over 2 decades. Upon opening his undergarment, she could barely keep the emotion to herself,

“Oh Matty! You stink! How could such a small man stink so much?” She joked as she wiped him down while he kept quiet and stared at the ceiling, tears rolling down his cheek. She cleaned him up, put a new diaper on him, and put his shorts back on before carrying him downstairs. Matt just wanted the party to be over, but now he had to go down and face everyone. And it was only 5 pm.