The Return to Innocence

Chapter 7
Chapter 7

The Return to Innocence - Part 7

by BBoy

As they entered the store he immediately recognized the blue and gray d?cor of the local Wal-Mart. Margaret placed Jeff in the shopping cart seat and proceeded to push him through the store. Because the seat pointed towards the driver of the cart Jeff could only see behind Margaret instead of what was in front of him and what Margaret was looking at. However Margaret paid special attention to making sure Jeff knew what she was purchasing allow him to be part of the buying decisions. Margaret wasn’t a cruel person and she understood that Jeff was not a real child and tried to be a little more inclusive.

They walked the isles, Margaret would quietly ask which item he liked and the baby Jeff would point or squeal his approval. He actually got excited through the whole process and eagerly helped choose everything from toys to a stroller. Jeff would not be given many decisions these days so when Margaret allowed him to pick out the various items Jeff became very interested. He even tried to convince Margaret to buy a new crib but she refused sighting financial limitations.

During the adventure, Jeff only squirmed a few times, the first when Margaret stopped to investigate playpens. Jeff was going to protest however Margaret suggested they would have one around the house for ?appearances’ and he nervously agreed. The second problem arose when Margaret picked up a set of baby bottles. Using his best baby voice “No baba. me cup!”

Margaret smiled maternally at her new son and the effective use of his new vocabulary. “No honey, you made a big mess on your shirt when I gave you a glass of water. You are going to use sippy cups and nursing bottles, its what all babies your age use.”

Jeff frowned at the comment. His frustration was as much to do with her saying no, as the reality of how his life was changing. “Well I’m not going to drink toddler formula. This is all starting to get a little overboard.”

“Well honey, we shall see what happens.” Her remark was directed at Jeff however she wasn’t about to change her mind on the subject. In fact it was a little humorous since she had already put a dozen cans in the shopping cart. Jeff also knew she wasn’t really paying attention to the conversation, instead it seemed she was paying lip service which only frustrated Jeff even more.

Half way through their shopping trip Jeff’s bladder started to exert pressure. “Me potty.”

Understanding the necessity of time she quickly turned he cart towards the bathroom. However halfway there Jeff’s expression turned to relief then shock as his bladder released itself. Jeff squirmed in his as the diaper grew warmer embarrassed by his lack of control. He knew that his incontinence was getting worse as he found it harder and harder to hold it in. His little bladder must be getting smaller and with it the ability to control the flow. For the most part he’d been able to make it to the bathroom, lately there had been a lot of close calls but he had always been near a bathroom. But this journey to the bathroom was far too long.

Margaret seeing the expression on his face stopped the cart and patted his head trying to consol the little child. “It’s okay honey, you can’t be expected to control yourself. Just relax, finish up what you are doing and I’ll change you in a couple of minutes.” All Jeff could do was sit in the cart as tears silently rolled down his face. He whimpered and fussed as Margaret walked the isles towards the bathroom.

As promised they pulled up in front of the washroom and Margaret reached behind the dirty toddler, opening the package of Pampers and other changing supplies. Finally Jeff was removed from the cart and carried into the women’s bathroom, his head hung low. Margaret carried him in shutting the door behind her. As Jeff was placed on the changing table, his head shot around looking from one side to another happy to note there were no other women in the washroom. He tried to relax however the cold hard plastic changing station was not easy to get used to. Jeff put his hands over his eyes in discomfort and embarrassment wishing he was a thousand miles away. Without thinking one of his tiny hands quietly moved south depositing its thumb in his mouth. He sucked furiously as his former wife started unbuttoning his pants to gain access.

As Margaret began to unfasten the tapes on his diaper the bathroom door sung open as a customer walked into the room, “Why Margaret, I haven’t seen you in a while. How have you been?”

Both Margaret and Jeff were taken by surprise. “Janice...why hello. I didn’t expect to see you here...well at least not in the bathroom.” Margaret turned back to Jeff and began to remove the sodden diaper, however as she pulled it back pee poured out the side and a light splatter could be felt through the front of the diaper. She instantly realized Jeff had begun to pee again and quickly pulled the front of the diaper back up. As soon as Margaret began to remove the diaper Jeff could feel the pee flow freely over his crotch, down the sides and leak onto his pants.

He had started peeing and never realised until now! Shock and amazement at this revelation caused his emotions to overwhelm him and began to cry in distress without a second thought.

Janice upon seeing the upset baby, moved quickly towards the stall allowing the mother to focus her attention on her son. “Good to see you again, we should chat soon.”

“Sounds great, give me a call and we can have coffee sometime.” Margaret now turned back to Jeff and patiently waited for him to finish with his latest accident before changing. Finally satisfied he was finished Margaret removed the diaper and proceeded to clean the mess. Before Jeff knew it he was wrapped in a dry diaper. “There there little one, everything is alright now.” Once Margaret fastened the snaps on the pants, she picked up him up, holding him against her chest and began to comfort the sobbing child.

Margaret gave a quick wave of the hand as Janice quietly exited the stall and left the bathroom trying not to disturb the baby as he had begun to calm down and hadn’t noticed her presence. Margaret continued to console Jeff as he’d stopped crying and the tears dried up, leaving him a little exhausted, content to rest his head on her chest and sucking his thumb.

They continued back to their shopping trip. Margaret steered the cart into the clothing section and begun to look through the various matching sets. Jeff picked out matching pant/shirt along with a couple of coveralls, a sleeper and a half dozen diaper shirts which Margaret was particularly determined to get over Jeff’s protests. “You are going to wear these onesies baby. When I dressed Mary in them, it always helped to keep her diaper in place and I found she had less leaks.”

Jeff looked truly insulted however he kept his composure and in a quiet voice being careful not to be heard. “I’m not going to have leaks, I’m not a child. I still have the mind of an adult.”

“Adult mind. Baby’s body.” Margaret was feeling sorry for Jeff but her patience was beginning to wear. She hadn’t cared for a toddler in a few years and had taken for granted the independence her daughter had already shown. More and more she was seeing Jeff as the toddler he was, no longer the responsible independent adult. Now he needed constant attention, which meant a mommy would now be her role.

Jeff groaned and fussed when Margaret selected particularly feminine or childish outfit, “No Mama, no wike!” Margaret smiled at her little boy, kissed him on the head and whispered, “Okay honey but I get to choose one outfit.”

Jeff rolled his eyes and nodded his head in acceptance. He watched as Margaret slowly walked through the stacks finally stopping and inspecting a set. Jeff tried to crane his head to see but she was partially blocked by a rack of jumpers. Margaret had a broad grin and came back to the cart to show him the prize. Margaret presented him with a white/blue two-piece shortall set with bloomers that looked like short-shorts except they had elastic around the legs, which only highlighted a bulging diaper underneath the bloomers. Jeff was stunned by the choice and he knew this would be something he could be taken out and presented to her friends. “No! Please Marg...Mommy not that, I can’t be seen in that outfit.”

Margaret just cooed “It’s alright honey, you are going to look precious in this outfit. Besides this is my choice, you promised.”

Jeff was getting frustrated with his situation, he tried to be patient with his family and how they treated him. When moved into Michael’s room he said little, when moved into Mary’s room he conceded, when put in diapers and made to sleep in a crib there wasn’t a struggle. Now he felt like he was taken advantage of by his wife and now mother. The shortall suit, although appropriate for his age was not for an adult. “No! I will not wear that. No No No!” Jeff was loosing control, his voice getting louder.

“Enough!” Margaret said sharply like talking to a child. “You will be quiet or I’ll give you a spanking right now! Is that understood!”

“But...but...I...” he began to plead but the ferocity behind her eyes knew that it wasn’t a good idea to push the issue anymore.

“I said no. I am not going to give into a tot who behaves like someone his age. You will learn to sit and behave yourself. I AM CLEAR?” Jeff could only sit in the seat sniffling with tears of humiliation running down his face.

The shopping trip continued however Jeff didn’t show much interest. After a short while he fell asleep and snoozed as Margaret finished up. Jeff was woken up when he was lifted into his car seat and strapped in, however being stuck in the seat with little stimulation he fell back to sleep. Jeff was again woken up when they arrived home. Margaret lifted him from his seat and placed him on the ground. Jeff stood there for a minute still very sleepy, he took a few steps then stopped, wobbled in place finally he crouched until he fell on his diapered butt. Jeff sat there in the shade sucking his thumb as he slowly removed the cobwebs of sleep from his mind. His mind was still an adult’s however he had noticed some minor changes that he assumed were due to his physical condition. Balance was becoming a problem, he had fallen a couple of times today however he was relatively close to the ground so it didn’t hurt. His speech was also getting tougher to control, with the loss of some teeth he had to concentrate otherwise his new lisp made him almost incomprehensible.

Jeff sat there as Margaret and the kids carried boxes and bags into the house. After a while he noticed that his crotch was warm, he put a hand down and pushed down on this diaper. It squished from a very recent wetting. Jeff rolled his eyes at the growing incontinence however the fact he hadn’t noticed when he had peed himself was more a little troubling.

Recognizing he needed help with his soggy underwear, Jeff got up and waddled towards the house. He only got a few steps before his stomach started to grumble. It was a slim chance he would make it to the bathroom, it was a long way for a little kid to go from the driveway, up the steps, through the front door, down the hall and finally at the bathroom. Then after all that distance he’d have to try and get his pants off and scale the toilet seat, it seemed almost insurmountable.

Each step was difficult and each time he moved a leg it felt like it might explode out his backside. Clenching his butt cheeks hard together and holding his concentration as best as possible, he continued to struggle up the path. Part way up the front walk Jeff couldn’t hold it any longer and as he stood there as his sphincter relaxed and a wave of pleasure rippled through his body. He was surprised how much pleasure the act of pooping in his diapers made him feel. For the moment he was satisfied to close his eyes, slide his thumb in his mouth and concentrated on the soft expanding mess in the back of his diaper. “I could get used to this.” He thought to himself.

- to be continued.