Kenny

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Summary: Fifteen year old Kenny was the first boy in his school to be placed on Puericil™ at age 11 and suffers from a reaction to the drug, which according to the drug company affects less than ½ of 1% of all users. The undersized, underdeveloped boy is subjected to various humiliations as a result of being the only one like him in his class at school. (yfd, A Puericil and Little Boy’s Shouldn’t be So Modest Story)

Kenny

By Captain J

Kenny walked down the hallway of his new school alone with his hands clenched tightly, he was upset, no, more than upset he was mad, but what could he do about it... Nothing! He hadn’t even been here two hours yet and already he knew his place... The bottom of the pecking order, just like his last school. Everyone was above him and there was nothing he could do to change it. Where was Vicky? She was supposed to be with him, but she disappeared right after homeroom when the bell sounded for first period. Alone, he’d already had 5 girls shove their hands down his pants and he couldn’t stop them... not verbally, and certainly not physically. At age 15 he was 4’11” and a mere 95 lbs, he was the smallest student in the school, worse, he was on the drug Puericil™, a drug that prevented any aggressive behavior on his part... He was doomed and he knew it!

Kenny needed to think, he needed to calm down, he needed time... Then he saw there was a space under the stairs just ahead of him and it was dark... He could duck into it and no one would see him and he’d at least have a chance to get himself together before facing all those students again. Making the decision, he looked to make sure no one was watching and then dove into the small space and crawled back into the dark and pressed his back to the wall and by reflex, pulled his knees up tight and for the first time in months cried... cried for his lot in life... cried for all the humiliation he was subjected to daily and most of all cried because he knew nothing was going to change, not as long as he was on Puericil™.

As he sat there, the bell rang for the start of the next class period and he knew he’d be in trouble for missing class, but he didn’t care. What could they do to make his life worse? Not much, so he just didn’t care. When did it all start? How did it get this bad? He knew exactly the day his life turned, it was as clear in his mind as if it happened yesterday. He was 9 years old, about to turn 10, in the living room of his home, with his mother and Vicky present. THAT was when it all changed!

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Kenny and his mother lived alone, his father had left town after a nasty divorce when he was 5. He didn’t remember why his parents broke up, but he did remember they had lots of fights before they finally split up. He hadn’t seen his dad again after the divorce and barely remembered him. They lived next door to the Stanforth’s, a mother, father and one daughter his own age. Mr. Stanforth was some kind of engineer and was gone more than he was home. He’d be gone for weeks or even months at a time, overseeing jobs so for all intents and purposes it was just the mother and daughter at home most of the time.

Since his mother had to work to support them, she’d made arrangements for Kenny to spend time with Mrs. Stanforth (a stay at home mother) and her daughter Victoria after school until she arrived home about 6:30 each day and anytime she was unavailable to see to his care. The result was that Kenny spent lots of time at their house and Vicky became more like his sister than a friend. A bossy sister, would be the nice way to describe her, from day one, they always did what SHE wanted, he was after all a ‘guest’ in HER home. What amazed him on reflection, was that even if the two kids were at his house, Vicky still insisted that they do what she wanted and the two mothers always backed up the girl’s demands, never his. The other item which gave Vicky the dominant role, was that Mrs. Stanforth insisted that Kenny have a bath after school prior to his mother coming home, and of course her ‘little helper’ Vicky was always present to help give him his bath so she saw him naked almost every day, but he was never allowed to see her undressed. Mrs. Stanford would just say, ‘Little Boys Have No Need for Modesty but girls do,’ whenever he’d question the unfairness of the situation. Further, after his bath he was frequently kept nude until his mother arrived, or at most allowed a pair of nylon running shorts and a t-shirt so that he didn’t ‘spoil’ his school clothes.

It was sometime between ages 8 and 9 that Vicky’s dominant position solidified, she had a major growth spurt, and of course he didn’t, so she ended up much taller and stronger than him and wasn’t afraid to use her size to make sure they always did what SHE wanted. But the day that changed everything was a first in firmly placing Vicky in charge. The two kids and his mother were in the living room of his house and his mother had told him to do something and he at first ignored her, then when she shouted at him he’d responded by shouting back. He didn’t remember what it was about, but vividly remembered the results! “KENNETH ANDREW WALKER! YOU WILL NOT SPEAK TO YOUR MOTHER THAT WAY!” Vicky had shouted at him as she grabbed him be the arm and pulled him over to the couch and stood him facing her. She then sternly lectured him on having proper respect for his mother and declared he needed to be spanked. Then without warning she jerked him around and pulled him face down across her lap, and gave him 5 quick spanks. Not being satisfied, she jerked his nylon shorts down to his knees and then really went to work on spanking him. By the time she was done he was a blubbering mess laying limp across her legs. She then removed his shirt and shorts and stood the crying boy upright and moved him to a corner and placed him face first into it and told him not to move unless he wanted spanked again. Though out his mother hadn’t said anything and obviously approved of the young girl’s actions! That was the moment his life changed and there was no going back. When his mother did speak he knew he was doomed; “Well Kenny it’s clear you’re an immature little boy and that Vicky is a mature young lady! It’s obvious that you need firm supervision so from now on SHE will be your official babysitter with full disciplinary rights! I think I’ll even notify the school of her status, since they don’t use corporal punishment anymore. She however will not be prevented from administering it if she feels it is necessary by having my parental permission!”

Needless to say, Vicky reveled in her new authority and power over him and wasn’t afraid to exercise it as much as possible. For starters he was now kept naked every day after school until his mother arrived home and seeing how submissive that made him, his mother continued it every evening and weekends unless they were going out somewhere. Likewise, Vicky always seemed to find some reason to thoroughly spank him at least once per week and usually twice if not more. At school, Vicky presented the letter from his mother to the school administrators and they decreed that he was to be with her at all times, including requiring him to use the girls’ restroom, so that she could exercise her supervision. So he spent all day every day directly under her control. His situation was noted by all the other kids and they took every opportunity to tease him about it, but fortunately, she hadn’t spanked him at Grade school but that changed when they moved to the Middle School in the 6^th grade, it was also when he was placed on Puericil which just made his situation worse.

At age 11, his mother and Vicky took him to the doctor for a checkup and to his dismay, it was a female doctor and he found himself totally naked with 3 women and one girl, the doctor, his mother, nurse and Vicky as they thoroughly examined him. Once done, the women and Vicky stepped out into the hall and discussed the results, leaving him sitting naked on the examination table. It was Vicky’s comment that sealed his doom; “He’s been becoming more aggressive and harder to supervise lately, I had to spank him three times last week. Is there anything that will help with that?”

“Well there’s a new drug that has recently been introduced here in the states, but that has been used for several years in Europe that was designed to address these types of problems in boys... there are some side effects however,” the doctor replied.

“What kinds of side effects?” his mother inquired.

“OK, the first effect and the most beneficial one, is that he will become much less aggressive and almost totally submissive to authority figures, especially women and girls. Second, he will grow at a much slower rate and it will delay puberty as long as he’s on it. He will not build muscle mass due to the delayed puberty and overall remain smaller than his peers. Those are the main points. I should note that he would be the first of my patients and one of the first in our area to be placed on it. Not more than a handful of boys in our state are on it and the medical association has asked doctors prescribing it to monitor them more closely and make frequent status reports.”

“So the short version,” his mother replied, “He’ll remain smaller, mostly non-aggressive, and submissive to women, girls and other authority figures? That sounds all good to me! I don’t care about the delayed puberty, maybe it will give us time to train him not to be an asshole like his father and treat all women respectfully!”

“Sounds good to me too!” Vicky interjected, “It’ll make it much easier as his babysitter.”

“OK well if you agree, I’ll write the prescription and we can get him started. I’d like to do follow-up exams monthly for awhile, or sooner if problems are observed, so that I can make the necessary reports. Those exams will be paid for by the drug company so no expense on your part Mrs. Walker. I may have to adjust either the dosage or type so make sure you keep a close watch for the first few weeks for changes. We’ll start him on the pill form and you can pick them up on your way home. It will take a couple of days before you’ll notice any changes as the drug builds up in his system.” The doctor replied. “I’ll also give you some information sheets to give to the school, since they will need to be aware of possible issues.” She continued.

“Like what?” his mother asked.

“Well, physical education classes will be useless for him, due to the fact that no matter how much he exercises he won’t develop muscle mass. Second, the State Education Board wants to track boys on this drug and receive reports also, so they’ll need to know he’s on it. The delay of puberty won’t be an issue for a couple of years, but will eventually impact him, as the other boys go through it, he may be targeted for bullying behavior due to his smaller size.”

Of course, Kenny didn’t learn any of this for some time since he ‘didn’t need to know’ in his mother’s opinion, but Vicky looked forward to having him even more under her control and the fact that he’d always be smaller and weaker meant she’d have no problem controlling him.

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With the decision made, Kenny was given his shoes to put on, but his shorts, then only thing he’d worn to the doctor’s office were stuffed in Vicky’s backpack and he was led back out through the waiting room which was full of mothers and kids, naked. This of course got several snickers and giggles from the other kids and when he objected, he got a smack on the butt from Vicky, who took his hand and pulled him out the door towards his mother’s car. His mother, just said, “Settle down Kenny! You’re a Little Boy and have no need for modesty! Everyone knows what little boys like you look like!”

Kenny was not happy riding in the backseat of his mother’s care naked, but Vicky promised a spanking if he acted up. When he looked up, he could see his mother smiling at the young girl’s threat as she watched them in the rearview mirror. While his mother went into the drugstore to get the prescription filled, Vicky sat with him in the car. She saw a girl she knew from school and waved to her and to Kenny’s horror, the girl walked over to the car talk to Vicky. “Hi Vic! Hey Kenny’s all naked! What’s up with that?” the girl exclaimed.

“Hi Sue, and yeah he’s naked... no big deal, he’s naked a lot... we’re just waiting while his Mom get’s his medicine,” she replied, then noticed he was covering his groin with his hands and slapped his leg. “No covering up Kenny, Susan’s seen little boys before... no big deal!”

Blushing very red and not wanting to earn a spanking, he moved his hands and tried to look away, but Vicky wasn’t having any part of it. “Stop being rude Kenny! Say hello to Susan, she is after all our classmate!”

“Uh... yeah Hi Susan... nice to see you...” was the meek response.

“Well I’m seeing much more of you than you are of me,” she replied with a giggle.

“Right...” he responded blushing even redder.

Just then his mother returned and placed a bag in the car before looking at the other girl, “Hello I’m Mrs. Walker, Kenny’s mother; you must be one of his little friends from school?”

“Yes, hello Mrs. Walker, I’m Susan Baker and we three have been in the same class since first grade.”

“Nice to meet you Susan, isn’t your mother the chairperson of the Women’s Club Alliance?”

“Yes, for this year anyway. They apparently rotate the position between the 7 clubs and this year it’s her club’s turn. They’re planning a big fundraiser this year and all the clubs will split up the income, so she’s been really busy with putting it all together.”

“That sounds wonderful, those ladies do such good charity work, unfortunately with my work schedule and looking after my boy, I can’t be very active these days...”

“Well I can take care of Kenny if you want to be more active, no problem for me, I’ve got him every day after school, so I wouldn’t mind an evening or Saturday if you’d like to do that Mrs. Walker,” Vicky suggested.

“I just might take you up on that Vicky, you’re such a responsible young lady... Now we must get going. Nice talking to you Susan,” the woman replied and got into the car. Once the car was in motion, she looked back in the mirror, “Why is our boy so red faced?”

“Embarrassed I guess, but he shouldn’t be! After all, he’s just a naked little boy and all girls have seen naked boys, they all look pretty much the same, no big deal!” Vicky replied.

“Agreed, no reason for embarrassment,” his mother replied with a frown.

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It was the morning of the third day on the drug that the first unusual thing happened, Kenny woke up in a wet bed, it was the first time that had happened in several years and he was mortified to tell his mother he’d wet the bed. She brushed it off and just said “Once isn’t a problem Kenny but if it happens again, we’ll need to diaper you until it stops. All young boys have these problem on occasion.”

That afternoon he wet his pants at school, much to the amusement of his classmates and Vicky took him to the school nurse where he was cleaned up, diapered, his pants dried and set back to class for the last period of the day. By the time he got back to class it seemed everyone in school knew about his accident and much teasing ensued. Luckily for him it was the end of the school year and in two days they’d be done for year and have a three month break over the summer. Hopefully, the kids would forget about it over the summer. At least he hoped that would happen...

The next morning his bed was wet again and his mother was prepared. “OK Kenny, I guess it’s diapers until this stops, and since you had that accident at school, we’ll just send you to school diapered too. I’ll put a couple of spares in your backpack and If needed Vicky can change you.” She ruled.

Wearing the loosest pair of pants he owned, he went to school diapered and just a he feared, he used that diaper just before lunchtime. Vicky just shrugged when he told her and she just led him back to the nurse’s office. “Mrs. Jones? Kenny’s had another accident and I need to change him. Fortunately he was already wearing a diaper.” She called out to the nurse who was in a back room.

“Well it’s good that it was wearing it then,” the woman replied, “Need help or can you handle it? I’ve got another patient back here...” she replied as she looked out the doorway at the young girl and red faced boy.

“No problem, I’ll take care of him and we’ve got a couple extra’s in his backpack so other than using some of your wipes, we don’t need anything.” Vicky replied.

Without saying anymore, Vicky unbuckled his belt and shoved his pants down then removed them as she helped him up onto the exam table, then took them and his shoes off, leaving him in nothing but his shirt, socks and diaper.

Just as she removed the wet diaper, the bell signaling the beginning of the lunch period sounded and suddenly the hallway filled with kids. “Vicky close the curtain! Kids will see me!” he whimpered.

“So what if they do? They’ll just see a little boy getting his diaper changed,” she replied as she proceeded to wipe him clean...

“But please Vicky! They’re already teasing me, I don’t need all of them to see me naked!” he said with a moan as she started sprinkling him with baby powder and rubbing it in.

“Too late for that,” was the murmured reply as she glanced over her shoulder and saw a half a dozen kids looking through the window, pointing and laughing. “No big deal Kenny, like your Mom says, you don’t have a need to be modest, you’re just a little boy. You look the same as all little boys... Now let’s get a fresh diaper on you. Lift up so I can slide it underneath...”

Just a Vicky was about to pull the front of the diaper up, the Nurse and Susan Baker walked out of the back room and stopped by them. “Looks like you’re about done there Vicky,” the nurse observed.

“Yeah, just need to pull it up and tape it tight,” she replied. “Oh Hey Sue, what are you in for?”

“Twisted my ankle on the basketball court, but Mrs. Jones got me fixed up. Hi Kenny... so you had another accident?” the girl replied, while looking at his exposed, powdered groin. “That must really suck! Glad I don’t have that problem...”

“It does Susan... I hate this... I haven’t had problems like this since I was 6,” was his grumbled reply.

“OK well at least you came prepared today, no wet pants, just a wet diaper,” she said with a smile and a pat on his shoulder. “Well off to lunch for me,” she continued then limped out the doorway.

Vicky quickly finished diapering him and stood him up and handed him his pants and shoes and he got dressed as fast as he could. “If he needs changed again, just bring him in and change him Vicky, no need for me to bother with it, you did an excellent job,” the nurse observed.

“I will, hopefully this won’t last long,” the girl replied. “Ok Kenny lunch time!” then guided him out the door past a few snickering kids.

In the lunch room, they were met with silence, then snickers and laughs and furious whispering as they went through the line to get their trays. Kenny blushed furiously, but Vicky just ignored it all. Mid afternoon, they were back in the nurse’s office for another diaper change which was done quickly. “You know Kenny if this keeps up, we’ll need to bring more than two spares,” she said as she helped him pull up his pants.

“God I hope not,” he replied as they finished and headed back to class.

As they were walking home, Kenny paused mid-step and mumbled “shit!” then looked over at Vicky, “It just happened again... I didn’t even feel it until I felt the wet diaper!”

“OK well we’ll deal with it at home and I think you’ll need to see the doctor again, I’ll let your Mom know to get an appointment.” She replied.

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Kenny was wet again the next morning and they used 3 spare diapers that Friday at school. Saturday he was scheduled back at the doctor’s office for a follow-up exam. He spent both those evenings diapered and was quickly becoming depressed over the matter.

They entered the doctor’s office with him wearing nothing but a t-shirt, diaper and shoes and were quickly led back to an examination room, where he was soon totally naked and undergoing a through exam, including blood tests. He was shocked at the amount of time the doctor spent examining his groin and even more so when her finger slipped up inside his rear and felt his insides. He got a shock when she hit a bump inside and she just murmured “Very sensitive prostate.” Then removed her finger.

“So what’s going on?” His mother asked as the three women and Vicky stood over his naked body as he still lay on the table.

“According to the literature from the drug company, this happens in a small percentage of new patients but normally goes away in a couple of weeks. I won’t know for sure until we get the blood tests back, but it’s nothing to worry about overall. From everything else, he’s perfectly healthy, and it seems to just be an incontinence problem. Hopefully very temporary.” The Doctor responded.

“So what should we do?”

“Obviously diaper him as necessary and we wait and see if it goes away or the blood tests tell us something...”

“That’s going to be a lot of work for you Vicky... You’ll have to look after him all day while I’m working; at least schools out for the summer, so you won’t need to change him at school. I’ll just set up an area in his room at home for changes and you two can stay at our house during the day while this problem persists.” His mother ruled.

“No problem, I like taking care of him,” Vicky replied with a smile.

“OK well bring him back in two weeks for another checkup and If he’s still having this problem we’ll look at alternatives,” the doctor advised as she made notes on his chart.

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For the next two weeks, Kenny spent his time either wearing nothing but a diaper or nude. Vicky insisted that there was no reason to put on any other clothes, since she’d just need to take the off. He got on average 3 baths per day, “To prevent possible diaper rash,” and of course Vicky insisted on personally washing him to make sure he was perfectly clean. She’d spend most of those bath times carefully washing his groin and behind and became familiar with every little mole and wrinkle on his body. Kenny got used to her handling and mostly enjoyed it, but was frustrated that it was necessary. However he never verbalized those frustrations and also complied immediately with any direction or even suggestion she made, for fear of a spanking. Fortunately he hadn’t had one of those since he was started on Puericil.

At the end of the two weeks, it was back to the doctor, only this time in just his diaper and shoes, ‘why bother with the shirt when it would just have to be taken off?’ As usual, the doctor’s waiting room was full when they arrived and he tried his best to ignore the giggles and laughs from younger kids when they saw him in his diaper.

After the exam, he sat nude on the exam table while the women discussed his situation. “Well, I consulted the Drug firm and they reviewed the blood tests as well as the physical exam results. It seems that in less than ½ of 1% of the boys on this drug, there is a continuing problem of incontinence. They suggested switching him to the suppository form to see whether that relieved the problem. The only alternative is to take him off the drug, but then you’d lose the beneficial effects. For what it’s worth, the company is willing to pay all costs for his diapers as long as they receive continuing updates regarding his health otherwise; they look at him as a ‘test subject’ and are very interested in any reactions caused by their product.”

“Can I offer an opinion?” Vicky asked the women, all of whom were ignoring the naked boy they were discussing.

“Of course Vicky?” his mother replied.

“Well aside from the need for diapers, Kenny is so much better behaved while on Puericil that I wouldn’t mind diapering him for years if that’s what’s necessary. I haven’t had to spank him even once since he’s been on the stuff! So for what it’s worth, I vote to keep him on it; ok try the other forms and they can document any different reactions and hopefully one will solve the problem; but keep him on it regardless.”

“Since you’re the one doing all the work of taking care of him, I have no problem with that approach,” his mother responded. “Besides it’s not going to cost us anything if the drug company is picking up all the costs for medical care and diapers, so I agree to it.”

“Do I get a say in this?” the women heard from the boy.

“NO!” was the response from all the females present. Then his mother expanded on it, “Kenny you were becoming too aggressive and disobedient and this drug has removed those problems from your behavior. As I said to Vicky, she is the one who’s most inconvenienced by having to supervise, bathe and diaper you frequently, so it’s her opinion that matters here more than yours. So the short answer is that, you will do as you’re told and the decision is mine as your guardian, not yours regardless.”

“Yes mother,” he quietly replied.

“And THAT young man is exactly why you are on this drug. Without it you would have been arguing and throwing a tantrum. With it you display none of that type of behavior.”

“Now that, that is settled, I’ll need you to sign a couple of agreement forms the company sent, mostly for the release of medical information and agreeing to allow continuing examinations and follow-up. Now I noticed Kenny is wearing a Pampers size 5 and in anticipation I have two cases for you to take home to replace those used already. The company also sent me a 30 day supply of the suppository form of the drug as well as a 30 day supply of a new version Puericil-Plus™ to try if the regular suppository doesn’t correct the problem. Assuming this issue continues they will have supplies shipped directly to your home for as long as needed. So Mrs. Walker if you’d come with me to sign the forms, Nurse Janet can get our boy re-diapered and you can pick-up his supplies on your way out. I’ll need to see him again in two weeks.” The doctor directed.

Diapered again, the Nurse pointed to a big box in the corner clearly marked ‘Pampers’ on the size with the diaper company logo and told Vicky there was another box out by the front desk. Kenny sighed and went to pick up the box and had some difficulty due to the size. It wasn’t that heavy, just bulky. Carrying it out by the front desk, he met his mother who had a small paper bag with his medicine and Vicky retrieved the second box of diapers. As he expected he got lots of laughs and giggles as he carried the box through the waiting room, since it was obvious to everyone that the box of diapers were for him as he was wearing only a diaper and his shoes. All he could do is blush and try to ignore them.

Kenny was quiet as they loaded the boxes into the car and remained so as his mother drove them home. Vicky noticed how quiet he was being and wrapped an arm around him and pulled him against her side, at least as much as the seatbelts allowed and whispered in his ear. “It’ll be ok Kenny, I’ll take really good care of you.”

“Thanks Vicky,” he whispered back with a sniffle.

As they were unloading the car, Vicky broached a subject she’d been thinking about, “Mrs. Walker? Since it appears I’ll be spending a lot of time this summer with Kenny, taking care of him, would it be alright if we sometimes had a friend or two over to visit? Us kids could maybe play some games or watch movies or something to take care of boredom?”

“Of course you can Vicky, you and Kenny can have any friends visit you wish, just keep the numbers low so the house doesn’t get destroyed (laugh) but otherwise treat my house like you do your mothers and everything will be fine.”

Once inside the house and the big boxes of diapers stacked in the corner of his bedroom, where his desk had been converted to a changing table, with a pad on top of it and supplies on top of his dresser, his mother stopped him and removed his diaper. “OK son I need you to go in the bathroom and empty yourself completely both front and back, then come back here and I’ll give you your medicine for today. I didn’t give you the pill this morning in anticipation of the doctor changing your method of getting it.”

When he returned, she guided him to his desk and said up on the changing table baby...”

“I’m not a baby mother, I may have to wear diapers but I’m not a baby...” he softly replied.

“You will ALWAYS be MY baby, no matter how old you are Kenny,” she replied with a raised eyebrow and hands on hips. “Now up on the table.”

Knowing that anything except compliance would get him in trouble, he climbed up on the padded surface and lay back and waited.

“OK now this form of the medicine is a suppository,” his mother explained, “Do you know what that means son?”

“No Mom...”

Holding up a foil wrapped pellet, she said, “It means this goes up inside your behind and will dissolve there, so you can’t use the bathroom for #2 for the next two hours. That’s why I had you empty yourself.”

“..Ummm ok I guess...”

“Now all you have to do is stay laid back and pull your legs up so your cute behind is available and then just relax and it’ll be over in less than a minute,” she explained and smiled down at him as he complied. “Hand me that tube of lubricant Vicky and I’ll show you how to do this,” she directed.

“OK first we put some lube on him and gently insert a finger to open him some,” she started as he felt her wet finger on his hole. “Relax yourself Kenny and let my finger in,” she softly told him and when he breathed out her finger slipped right in to the second knuckle. “See how easy that was Vicky? As long as he relaxes, your finger will slide right past his sphincter without any pain. If he’s tense or you don’t lubricate your finger, then you’d have to force it in and that would cause pain for a few seconds. Now once you’ve got a finger in just rub around inside for a few seconds to relax the muscle a little more and then we just remove the finger and push in the suppository as far as you can reach; wipe off any excess lube from his rear and it’s done. You noticed I unwrapped the pellet before I started, so there was no delay between removing my finger and inserting the medicine so there was no time for him to close up again.”

“Yes I saw that and the whole thing looked quick and easy,” the young girl replied.

“It is and it’s painless as long as he doesn’t fight it. Now since he probably won’t be up when I leave for work in the morning, you’ll have to give him his medicine on weekdays and for now at least, diaper him. I’d suggest a routine of bath, medicine, diaper then breakfast, so that he’ll be ready for the day and clean from his night wetting. Just don’t forget to have him empty himself before his bath and then you won’t find any waste inside him.”

“No problem, we’ll do it that way,” Vicky replied.

“OK then let’s get our boy diapered again and I’ll take it from here until Monday morning.”

Kenny spent the afternoon helping his mother clean their house and then fix dinner for themselves. After dinner they retired to the living room and when his mother sat on the couch, she motioned him over and then pulled him onto the couch beside her and then lay him across her lap and gently held him as she used her free hand to stroke his body. He didn’t know what to say, so just relaxed against her arm and allowed her to do whatever she wanted. He was surprised when her hand slipped inside his diaper and gently cupped then massaged his balls as her wrist lay on top of his penis. “Mom?” he croaked as he felt his body start to respond.

“Just relax baby and let your mother take care of you,” she whispered then kissed his forehead as she smiled down at him. “It’s been a long time since I last got to baby you some and I want us both to enjoy it. After all, there’s nothing about your body that’s a secret from your mother and that includes ‘this’ part she said as she gently squeezed his hardening cock. She continued to gently stroke and massage him down there until his body jerked with a dry orgasm and his cock returned to it’s normal state, before going back to just stroking his body in general and gently massaging him all over. Somewhere along the line, he fell asleep and at 10:00 she woke him.

“You’re wet honey, and obviously tired, so let’s get you clean and changed into your night diaper and into bed, ok?” Then helped him up and walked him to his room, washed him and adding an extra ‘soaker pad’ to his diaper, soon had the tired boy in bed. Running her fingers through his hair, she softly kissed him and softly said, “good night my beautiful little boy and always remember I love you and always will no matter what.” Before getting up, turning off the light and closing the door quietly.

****

Monday and Tuesday started his new routine, Vicky would arrive as his mother was leaving for work and wake him, then after removing his wet diaper, direct him to use the toilet and empty himself. She’d run the bath water while he did that and then she’d wash him, as usual paying particular attention to his groin and behind, closely inspecting him for signs of rash. The change was now part of his bath included her soapy fingers washing inside his rear. When he asked about it, she simply replied, “Just making sure you’re clean inside when I put your suppository in, I don’t want poop on my fingers.” Well that seemed logical so he offered no objections to her procedure after that. Next came his medicine and then his first daytime diaper. The only difference between her and his Mom is she spent much more time with her finger inside him and usually added a second finger as she explored his insides. It didn’t hurt since she was gentle, so he said nothing and just let her do what she wanted.

Wednesday was the first change to the routine, it was Susan who was sitting on the side of his bed gently shaking him to wake up. “Morning sleepyhead,” she said with a grin as her hand rested on his bare chest.

“Susan?.... Where... where’s Vicky?”

“Yep it’s me, little old Susan Baker... As for Vicky she’s in the kitchen fixing breakfast for us. I’m supposed to handle your bath, then give you your medicine and diaper you. Don’t worry she told me all about the routine, so let’s get you up and moving mister.”

Kenny blushed when she removed his wet diaper and blushed even more as she stood and watched him use the toilet. Once he was in the bathtub, she went to work on his body and like Vicky closely inspected every part of him, in particular his cock and balls which seemed to get special attention and like Vicky her soapy fingers explored his insides; he was sure she had at least 3 fingers up in there since he’d never felt so open back there before.

Once she’d rinsed and dried him, she led him back to his room and he got up on the table and waited. “I’ve never done this before Kenny but since my fingers have already been up in there, it shouldn’t be a big deal, just relax and we’ll get your medicine in and a nice dry diaper on in no time.” She said with a grin.

Kenny lay back and raised his legs to give her access and soon felt her fingers at his entrance. Two fingers went in on the initial probe and she explored more. Then he felt her add another finger and he felt himself opening to accept them. When he felt the fourth finger join the other, he was beginning to think she was going to put her whole hand in there, but it still didn’t hurt since she constantly worked his sphincter and had it relaxed. Finally, she put the medicine pellet in and wiped his rear. Next came lotion and powder to his front and she spent lot’s of time rubbing them in before finally wrapping his privates in a diaper and taping it up. “You’ve been a really good boy Kenny, letting me take care of you without any fuss,” she softly said before gently kissing his lips. It was a chaste kiss but one both seemed happy about. Helping him up, they walked into the kitchen where Vicky dished out their breakfasts as they sat at the table.

“Everything go ok?” Vicky asked.

“No problem, he was totally cooperative Vick so if you ever need a substitute sitter, just call me and I’ll be happy to look after him.” Susan replied.

“And you’re take Kenny?” she asked.

“She was very gentle and through, no problem for me,” he replied giving Susan a pat on the shoulder.

“Good well that takes care of one concern your mother and I had Kenny, namely what to do if for some reason I wasn’t available... So if that happens, Sue is the first backup if you two are both good with it.”

“OK by me,” Kenny replied.

“I’d love to take care of him, but I’d already told you that Vicky... he’s such a nice boy...” Susan added.

Susan stayed until lunch and in the process changed his diaper mid-morning. Vicky advised his mother about Susan when she came home from work and gave her Susan’s phone number should the need arise.

The next morning when Vicky woke him and saw a second girl in the doorway, it was another classmate, Carol Simpson. “Carol’s going to help today Kenny,” Vicky explained, she got wrangled into babysitting her little cousins this coming weekend and has never diapered anyone, so I told her you would be good to practice on, since you can tell her how she’s doing. She’ll have her hands full with 3 toddlers, all in diapers so she really needs the practice.”

“OK I guess...” he mumbled in reply but really wasn’t too happy about having yet another girl his own age handling his body with no real choice in the matter.

“Look I know you’re not happy about it Kenny, but Carol doesn’t have any brothers or sisters and never did any babysitting, so she really needs to learn how to do it properly. And since you need to be diapered, it just made sense to let her learn on you.” Vicky advised. “Most girls our age have done some babysitting and at least done some diapering. Carol hasn’t so this is her opportunity. Just think of it as helping both her and her cousins since she’ll know what she’s doing.”

Kenny blushed when Vicky removed his diaper but made no effort to cover-up, why bother, she was going to see everything and touch it too so he just accepted it was going to happen. “OK bathroom Kenny, you know the routine,” Vicky ordered and the two girls followed him to the bathroom.

Carol was blushing as much as Kenny when Vicky told her to give him his bath and then stood behind her giving instructions as she washed him. When she got to his dick she blushed even more as she gently touched it. Looking up at him, she said, “I’ll be honest Kenny, yours is the first one I’ve ever seen up close and I’ve never touched one before... thanks for letting me do this...”

“Well you’re doing good so far Carol, just be really gentle with my balls ok? Boys can be hurt really easily if you get rough with them down there...” he replied.

“I will, I don’t want to hurt you even by accident... I really appreciate you letting me do this...”

(‘As if I had a choice!’) he thought to himself, but verbally replied, “It’s ok, I’ve got to be diapered anyway... It’s this stupid medicine I’ve got to take...”

“And you know WHY you have to take it Kenny so just suck it up!” Vicky sternly admonished.

“Yeah I do but I still don’t have to like it...” he grumbled.

“No you don’t, but an attitude could end up with me teaching Carol how to spank a boy too!”

“No... you won’t need to do that... I’ll be good, I promise,” was the weak response.

“Thought so!”

The rest of the morning went without incident, Carol successfully diapered him twice and was very gentle with him, even if she did spend longer than usual inspecting his body both times. When she got up to leave, she gave him a nice hug and kiss for being so good in allowing her to learn on his body.

****

At the next doctor’s appointment, he got another full workup including lab samples of blood, urine and his mother had brought a stool sample. At the end, the doctor gave a sigh and said, “Well I still can’t find a reason he’s incontinent, nothing in the blood samples we’ve sent gave any indication. Since you still got two weeks worth of the suppositories, we’ll finish them then try the Plus version if he’s still having the problem. It may be that he’s just in that less than ½ of 1% with this reaction. If so, no matter which version, he’ll still have the problem.”

“If that’s the case, then he’ll be in diapers for a long time, since I love the other effects it has on him,” his mother ruled and Kenny knew at that point he was doomed to be an almost permanent diaperboy.

****

Over the course of the summer they tried the other versions of the drug with no difference, and finally decided on the regular suppository given daily as their choice, since Kenny really hated having to have a dilator plug in his butt for 4 hours to keep the medicine in place, even if it was only 3 days per week. As school approached, they had to make elective class selections and since the school ruled that he had to be in exactly the same classes as Vicky due to his diapered condition, he found himself enrolled in ‘Home Economics’ instead of the shop class he’d wanted. “What the heck is Home Ec.?” He asked his mother and Vicky.

“Well when I took it, it was mostly cooking, and all the skills needed to run a household, you know using various appliances, sewing, meal planning, child care, and budgeting. It may have changed since then, so I’m not sure what it is now,” His mother replied.

“No pretty much the same now as then,” Vicky reported. “Besides, those are skills you’ll need when you move out on your own, cooking, cleaning, doing your own laundry and repairing your clothes when needed right? Oh you’ll also be taking a Typing class Kenny, since I signed up for it. It should help us next year when we start computer classes, if you know how to use a keyboard properly, rather than the ‘hunt and peck’ method most kids use. Knowing how to type will also help in other classes, when you have to write research papers. It was the substitute for Physical Education, that your diapers and Puericil got you out of. After the doctor told them the effects of the drug, they decided you were exempt from Phys. Ed. So that’s a plus right? And since they also decided you have to be with me at all times, I got exempted too!”

“So what else are ‘We’ taking?” he asked.

“All the usual core classes, History, English, Math, Science, Social Studies, Health, Geography and we’re also signed up for an elective in Spanish. I figured with all the Hispanics in our community it might be useful to talk to them in their base language.”

****

Finally the first day of school arrived and Kenny was dreading it. He’d be going to school diapered with four spares in his backpack. How would he be received? With his small size he’d always been picked on by both boys and girls, now add diapers and he just knew it would be a total disaster. At home room, Vicky was given a note for her and Kenny to report to the Vice Principle’s office prior to classes, so they left immediately to find out what the man wanted.

Mr. Johnson met them just outside his office and took them inside and had them seated before starting. “OK kids I’ve done some research on my own regarding the medicine Kenny is taking and it’s effects; I’ve also receive information from the State Education Board with some recommendation on how to handle your situation, based upon European experiences. Since there are only about a dozen boys in our state on this drug, I’ve been ordered to monitor your progress and to be ready to make changes on the fly if necessary. I also have to make written reports to both our school board as well as the state. Now as you know from the letter you got with your class assignments, Kenny will be required to be with you at all time here in school. As you previously had disciplinary authority over him from his guardian, that role will continue as before. He is YOUR responsibility Vicky and the teachers will not interfere if you decide on a disciplinary measure. Now as you know you are both exempt from Physical Education classes due to Kenny’s incontinence and a substitute class was approved to meet the state requirement on points. That may change in the future, if more boys are placed on this drug. ADA requirements would force the school system to make accommodations much more drastic than you have now if a large number of boys were affected. His incontinence however raises another issue, I understand he’s wearing diapers, where were you planning on changing him when needed?”

“Well Sir the obvious choice is the Nurse’s Office when we’re close to it and it’s available, but I could also change him in one of the girl’s restrooms as there is a bench in each of them that I could use as a changing table. That wouldn’t inconvenience any of the girls since they all have private stalls and he wouldn’t see any of the girls inappropriately. As for them seeing him, well let’s face it Sir, he’s still very much a little boy, and us girls see boys naked frequently, so I don’t see that as an issue for any of the girls. Beyond that, I’d have to look around and see if there are any other locations that could be used if necessary where it wouldn’t disrupt normal school operations. I should note that changing him might at times cause us to be late for a class, depending upon when it’s necessary. He doesn’t have hardly any control and we never know when he’ll need changed in advance so it’s not something that can be scheduled.”

“So you’ve obviously thought about it in advance, that’s very good young lady. Both of those locations you mentioned shouldn’t be a problem and as to your concern about being late for a class, well I can issue you both hall passes allowing lateness if need but must emphasize that that privilege is NOT to be abused!” as he handed each of them a laminated card authorizing tardiness or absence if due to Kenny’s medical needs.

“We won’t Sir! Recently he’s needed changed about mid-morning, around lunch time and again mid-afternoon. Hopefully we can slip any changes in between classes, with minimal disruptions. He usually requires a few more changes during the evening and of course night time diapering, but those are outside school hours.”

“Good, good, oh I understand Mrs. Bennet has a changing table in the rear of her Home Ec. Classroom that she uses for child care classes, that might be a location to consider if you’re in that part of the building and need a place. If needed, I could also issue you a key for the drama club dressing room, near the auditorium if you need a place in that part of the building, but you must never allow anyone but yourself to use the key.”

“Again thank you Sir for your consideration... I’ll accept the key, I don’t know if we’ll need it, but it would be nice to have as an alternative. I promise no one will get that key from me.”

“Anything else you’ll need in the way of accommodations?” he asked as he passed her a silver key on a ring.

“Not that I know of right now anyway, I brought an extra pair of pants for him to keep in his locker, in case one of his diapers leaks, and we have diapers, wipes, powder and lotion for him in our backpacks. So I think we’re good, but we really won’t know until we have a few days under our schedules. If I run into any problems I’ll be sure to let you know as soon as possible.” She replied.

“Excellent! Well I’ll let you kids get on with your day then. Just remember my door is always open should you run into any problems.” He said with a smile.

****

As they left the office area, headed for math class Vicky patted his shoulder, “They’re being a lot more accommodating than I expected. I can’t believe he gave me that key and those hall passes...”

“Vicky? Why was I even there? He never said a single word to me nor asked me a single question. The whole discussion was with you... It was like I was wall paper or something...” he grumbled.

“You were there, because you have to be with me all the times here at school, and besides this way you heard the same information as me, so you can’t claim you didn’t know or I didn’t remember to tell you something.” She replied.

“So I have to be with you when YOU need to use the restroom? How will that work?”

“Well I see a couple of options there, I could use the restroom in the Nurse’s office, one of the regular girl’s restrooms and have you sit on that bench I mentioned only a few feet away from me in a stall, or now that I’ve got that key we could go to the Drama Club dressing room and use the facilities there.”

“Won’t the girls complain if they find me sitting alone in ‘their’ restroom?”

“A few might, but since I’ll be only a couple feet away and you wouldn’t be able to see more than them washing their hands or maybe fixing makeup, they have no real reason to complain. All you have to do is point to the stall I’m in and direct them to see me and I’ll handle it from there.”

History was their second class of the day and as they left the classroom, Kenny whispered “I’m wet” to her and with a nod of understanding, she led him down the hallway to a girl’s restroom. Susan was passing by them as Vicky turned them towards the restroom and asked “You’re going to change him in there?” when Vicky nodded ‘yes’; Susan just said “I’ll come with you in case there’s a problem...”

“Thanks Sue, I don’t expect any but then this is the first time and someone might object but we have permission from the Vice Principle.” She replied.

When they walked inside Kenny got his first sight of a ‘girl’s’ restroom and decided it was nothing to be impressed about. It was just a long room with a dozen stalls down one side and a row of sinks on the other. At the far end against the wall was a long bench seat. “Why the bench?” he ask out of curiosity.

“Well sometimes we girls need to change our pantyhose or tights and it’s much easier to sit on the bench to do it than try and do it standing or in one of the stalls. There are other reasons a girl might wish to sit, but those are probably the most frequent uses.” Susan answered before Vicky could.

“But for OUR needs that bench is a place where you can lay down while I change you,” Vicky added.

Just then they heard a voice from one of the stalls, “Hey is there a boy in here? What’s he doing here?”

“He’s got a medical condition that forces him to wear diapers and he needs changed, so I’m going to do it on the bench... Don’t worry he can’t see anything and if anything HE’S the one who will be exposed, but he’s a little boy and I’m sure you’ve seen little boys naked before, so don’t worry about it!” Vicky responded.

“Oh well ok... just worried that one wandered in here by mistake...”

“No we have permission from the administration to use the girls room if necessary and it was too far to the Nurse’s office so I chose to do it here. Besides, he has two girls with him so he’s certainly Not alone in here.” Vicky added.

“Sounds like you’ve got it covered, don’t mind me, I’ll be done in a minute...” the voice replied.

Kenny soon found himself laying on the wooden bench with his pants around his ankles as Vicky was digging the supplies out of her backpack. Sue was standing by his head holding the nervous boy’s hand and as Vicky removed the wet diaper the girl came out of the stall washed her hands and then walked over near them. “Oh hey Vicky, Susan and is that Kenny Walker? He had problems at the end of last year right? Guess he’s still having them...” as the girl was obvious in checking out his lower body.

“Yes it’s Kenny and yes he’s still having problems and from what the doctor’s say it’s not going away soon, so he’s going to be diapered for the foreseeable future.” Vicky advised.

“Well if he needs changed and you’re not available, I can help out, I babysit lots of boys, so it’s no big deal to me and like you said he’s just a little boy needing his diaper changed.”

“We’ll keep that it mind if we need your help Mary. Oh I’m sorry, Kenny this is Mary Conrad she’s in our class in case you didn’t recognize her.” She said as she quickly cleaned him while Susan and Mary watched, then soon had him safely diapered again and was helping him up to pull up his pants. Once they were secured he turned to face the girl.

“Hi Mary, I’ve seen you in classes off and on over the years, but never gotten a chance to actually talk to you so I guess it’s nice to finally do so.” He said offering to shake hands. She just smiled and shook his hand, “Me too Kenny, sorry about your medical problem, you’ve got my sympathy on the diapers.”

“OK we’re done now let’s go before we’re late for English!” Vicky ordered and all of them were quickly out the door and on their way to class.

****

Just before lunch his diaper was changed again in the Nurse’s office and everything was fine through lunch and Math class which followed. When they got to Home Ec. Which was their last class for the afternoon, he got very nervous. Of the 20 students in the class, he was the only boy and it was a two hour class session! Mrs. Bennet smiled at her students and in particular at Kenny when she called the role for attendance. “Welcome students, in particular Kenny as I’m happy to have a boy attending; I only have one other boy in any of my classes, it’s a shame that the other boys can’t see the value of the skills we will learn here.” She then proceeded to outline the various subjects they would be covering and handed out a syllabus as to when various topics would be covered. “Now that schedule isn’t set in stone, we will vary it as need arises. Sometimes when a problem arises, it’s helpful to immediately switch to another topic at least temporarily to help resolve the problem.”

At the end of the first hour, they had a 10 minute break and Kenny whispered to Vicky that he was wet. Vicky just nodded and walking over to the teacher asked to use the changing table at the back of the room.

“I’ve got a better idea dear, we’ll just incorporate his need for a change into the class!” the woman said with a smile. “I DID point out that at times we’d switch topics and this is a case in point.”

Immediately when she resumed the class, she pushed the changing table, which was actually a hospital type gurney on wheels, to the center of the room before speaking. “Alright students, we’re going to change topics for a few minutes to child care! Normally, I cover this segment with dolls for you to practice on, but today, we’ll have a live example for you to observe. Our young boy has a medical issue and requires diapers and is in need of a change, so Kenny, step over here and we’ll get you fixed up while the class observes.”

Kenny sat there frozen! Was this some kind of joke?

“Get up Kenny!” Vicky ordered and pulled him upright by his arm. When he still stood in place, she shoved him forward towards the cloth covered metal cart.

“NOT IN FRONT OF ALL THESE GIRLS!” He loudly replied, then with a whimper, “Please don’t make me do this... it... it’s too embarrassing...”

“You’ll do it or they’ll all get to see what a naughty boy getting spanked looks like!” Vicky spat back at him as she continued shoving him forward.

“Nonsense Kenny! There’s no reason for you to be embarrassed, you’re still a pre-pubescent, little boy and little boys like you have no need for modesty nor any reason to be embarrassed about anyone seeing your body!” Mrs. Bennet stated as a fact of life. “Now let’s get your pants off and get you changed.”

Before he could offer any further objection, Vicky had already unbuckled his belt and was shoving his pants down, exposing his diapered bottom. “Oh dear, your shirt-tail is wet too! It must have gotten inside the top of your diaper,” Vicky said as she then proceeded to remove the wet shirt leaving him bare chested, then just lifted him under the arms and sat him on the gurney. Removing his shoes, socks and pants, he was quickly left in nothing but the diaper as the girls all circled around the cart whispering back and forth between themselves.

Vicky forced him to lay back on the table and he did so, very red faced from blushing and tears leaking down his cheeks, trying his best to shut out all the whispered conversations around him. “OK this just pointed out one problem which any diapered child may encounter,” the teacher started, “On his last change, a portion of his shirt was trapped under the top of the diaper and is now wet. Care must always be taken that no portion of the person’s clothing is inside the diaper. Another item which is something we can correct, is that his trousers are not the correct type for a person who needs frequent changes. We can modify them by splitting the seams on the legs and crotch and then using either snaps or Velcro along the seams to close them, but allowing easy access without having to remove them totally. We’ll cover that when we get to sewing and clothing modification.”

“Mrs. Bennet? Are you going to change him or should I do it?” Vicky asked.

“Since you’re his regular caregiver, you may proceed Vicky and the class will observe... I may make comments while you work, however, since our young boy here will need this done for the foreseeable future, it would be good to allow each of the students a chance to change him at some point, for practical experience.” The woman replied.

“I don’t have a problem with that... actually it’s a good idea,” Vicky replied as she stripped off the wet diaper leaving him totally naked, surrounded by his classmates. Kenny just lay there with his eyes squeezed tightly shut, trembling as he knew they were all looking at him. Vicky was methodical as she slowly cleaned him and then prepped him for a fresh diaper, while the teacher made comments about her technique, as she applied lotion and powder, while the girls surrounding him continued whispering to each other. Finally, Vicky taped the new diaper in place and said “All done! You can sit up now Kenny and we’ll get you dressed, but I’ll leave that wet shirt-tail outside your pants.”

Once his pants were on, two girls put his socks and shoes back on, while Vicky pulled the shirt over his head and down into place. “All done and good again,” Vicky announced then lifted him off the gurney and onto his feet.

“Excellent Job Vicky,” the teacher advised, “It’s obvious you’ve done that many times...”

“Several times per day all summer,” the girl replied, “He’s used to me doing it, so cooperates and it never takes very long.”

“Excellent! Now when you come for the next class bring a couple pairs of his pants and we’ll all learn how to modify them to make the job easier. OK ladies, over the course of the year, each of you will get the opportunity to practice on our ‘class baby’ here since it’s something he’ll need done. Now back to our original topic...”

What the teacher didn’t realize, is that by the end of the next day, every kid in the school knew he was now the ‘Class Baby’ and that name would haunt him for years!

From that day onward, it seemed every girl in the school took any opportunity to ‘check his diaper’ and over the course of the year, every girl in the various Home Ec. Classes got the opportunity to change his diaper, since Mrs. Bennet convinced Vicky to bring him to her classroom, most often when he needed changed. By the end of the year, 85% of the girls in his grade had changed him and therefore had the chance to feel his body all over, something he was never allowed to object to. The few that hadn’t, didn’t take that class but even many of them got to see him nude, either when he was being changed in a girl’s restroom, or in Heath class.

Health classes were segregated by sex and the ONLY boy in a girl’s class was, you guessed it HIM! And since they had a live boy they could inspect during sex classes, he was again volunteered by both Vicky and the teacher.

Kenny got used to being stripped and fondled at will, by girls his own age but hated it that he was never given any choice in the matter. The same scenario continued all through Middle School so for 3 years he was the ‘Class Baby’ and had no right to privacy ever.

The boys in the school however, kept him at a distance, not wanting to be associated with the diaper wearing ‘class baby’ so his Middle School years were one of isolation from his own sex, and firmly controlled by the girls of the school.

Kenny 2

By Captain J

(yfd, A Puericil and Little Boy’s Shouldn’t be So Modest Story)

Hours past as the boy sat there still hugging his knees, tears still leaking occasionally from his red eyes as he recalled all the torment he’d endured at Middle School and today just proved that it wasn’t over... It might never be over... He’d been there under those stairs for 4 hours, the class bell had rung several times and he’d heard the chatter and footsteps of all the kids as they moved up and down the staircase and around the halls, but he had no intention of coming out from his hiding place. If he did, it would just start again, the snickers, laughing, taunting and one humiliation after another. He was the only Puericil boy he knew of in the school, undersized pre-pubescent body frozen at or near his 11 year old looks even though he was now 15... Everyone in the school was bigger, stronger and he was positive he was the only one forced to wear diapers! Even after 3 years on the drug, he knew there weren’t more than a couple dozen other boys in the entire state; and HE was the only one having the reaction of incontinence that the drug company insisted affected less than ½ of 1% of boys worldwide taking it. The doctor told him that, but his mother and Vicky insisted that regardless, he had to take it.

Unknown to him a search of the school was underway looking for him. Susan Baker, one of his classmates had seen Vicky leave the front of the building at the end of homeroom and then noticed he wasn’t in any class after 2^nd period, even though his schedule was almost the same as hers so she’d reported it to the school office at lunchtime. Since then the non-teaching staff had been searching the building and the teachers were alerted to be on the lookout for the small boy. It was near the end of the day, only one period left, when Susan was walking by the stairs and heard a whimper from the small dark space underneath. “Kenny? Are you in there? It’s Susan!” she said kneeling as she looked into the darkness.

“Suzy?” Was the whimpered reply.

“Yeah It’s me Kenny, come on out, it’s too small for me to come in there... I’ve been looking for you all day and so has the school staff...”

“I’m scared Suzy... everyone hates me and I can’t take this anymore...” he softly replied with a trembling voice.

“Not everyone Kenny... I like you, I always have... you’re a really nice boy and my friend! Now come out where I can see you and I’ll help you with whatever the trouble is... OK?”

Kenny crawled out to the opening and was immediately pulled into a tight hug by the bigger girl. “Kenny I’m so glad I found you and that you’re not hurt... I’ve been worried all day when you didn’t show up in class,” she said as she kissed his cheek while holding him tightly against her.

“Vic... Vicky disappeared... after... after homeroom and I was all alone... and girls were grabbing me all the time... to... to see if I was wet... I wasn’t but... I just couldn’t take it anymore... Suzy... I’m soaked now... and... I know I’m in trouble with the school... they’ll probably suspend me or something...” he said crying as his head rested against her chest.

“Don’t worry about any of that Kenny, we’ll get it all sorted out... I’m just glad you’re safe and not hurt! Now come with me and I’ll let the staff know I’ve found you... and get you cleaned up and then we can deal with the rest of it... Just let me do the talking and everything will be ok... can you do that?”

“Yeah... thanks for worrying about me Suzy... no one else seems to care about me... do you really think it will be ok?” he replied moving back enough to wipe at this eyes and face.

“I’m sure of it buddy, when they found out you were missing they were really concerned... I’ll just explain it for you and we’ll go from there... Now let’s let them know you’ve been found and then I’ll get you changed and then we can deal with all the rest,” she said turning him to walk towards the school office with her arm firmly around his small shoulders.

****

At the office doorway, they stepped just inside and talking to the school secretary Susan said, “Please tell Mr. Cramer, that I found our missing student Kenny Walker. Kenny needs his diaper changed and I’ll take him and do that then we’ll come back to talk to him about what happened.” Then before the woman could respond led Kenny back out of the office and headed for a restroom to change him.

Fifteen minutes later they returned and found the tall man waiting for them. He looked down at the small boy with a frown on his face, “I hope there’s a good explanation as to why you’ve been missing young man; you’ve had us very worried! Come into my office and we’ll discuss this!”

They followed the man into his office and he circled the desk and plopped into his chair, while Susan guided the trembling, obviously scared boy in after him and she sat on a chair and then sat the boy on her right leg holding him and rubbing his back. Mr. Cramer looked at the pair and was amazed at just how small, young and frail the boy looked. That he was sitting on the girl’s lap and his head wasn’t higher than hers was a strong visual clue as to just how small he was. “OK I’m listening,” he said in an annoyed voice.

“Sir, I don’t know how much you know about Kenny’s history... He’s a Puericil boy and this morning the girl he was supposed to be with, Victoria Stanford, disappeared...” Susan started. “I know she left the school, because I saw her out the window getting into her mother’s car... That left Kenny alone... and at our Middle School that wasn’t allowed... he had to be with Vicky at all times...”

“Yes, I know about the policy at the Middle School, they sent me his file and we’d planned on continuing the same supervision procedure here... As to Miss Stanford, she had to leave due to a family emergency and our young man here disappeared before we could make an adjustment. To be honest we don’t know when Miss Stanford will return... her father has been involved in some type of industrial accident and apparently is in bad shape.”

“Sorry to hear that, and we both hope he’ll recover soon. OK well I’ve been Kenny’s alternate babysitter for years and if you’ll allow it, I’d be happy to take over here at school and at home for that matter, until Vicky returns. As to what happened today... well Kenny found himself alone and one of the things that’s always bothered him relates to how he was treated at our last school. Since he’s in need of diapers, due to his medical issues... for the last 3 years, he’s been considered the ‘Class Baby’ and all the girls at that school took to checking if he needed changed... something he really hates. Today when he was alone, some of our former classmates continued that practice and with no one to tell them they couldn’t manhandle him like that, he got scared and hid under a stairwell, which is where I found him still crying and scared.”

“I wasn’t aware of that ‘Class Baby’ issue and we’ll not allow that to continue here! That’s just unacceptable and his diaper needs will be addressed by at most one or two girls or the school nurse; Miss Stanford when she returns or you Miss Baker, since apparently you’re familiar with his needs and he’s accustomed to your helping him. Is that agreeable with you Mr. Walker?”

“Yes Sir, like Susan said she’s been my babysitter off and on for years... I know her and trust her...” the boy meekly replied.

“Good, Good... Now it seems you both have similar schedules,” he said calling them up on his computer, “Except he has a Computer Science class that you don’t Miss Baker... and of course you have Physical Education and he doesn’t...” the man said.

“Sir, I wanted to take that computer class, but didn’t have room on my schedule... and since Kenny can’t take gym, could you switch me from gym to that class?” the girl replied with a small grin.

“Yes... that would seem easiest,” he replied then looked over at the girl and grinned himself, “I always hated gym classes myself so I can empathize... Now I’ll need to move you two around a little but it’s doable, since all your classes have extra space...” he said then printed out two new schedules. “OK as of now you’re his supervisor and he must be with you at all times here at school. You’ll be responsible for his medical needs and his discipline also if his mother provides the needed documentation on the discipline issue. We don’t know when or even IF Miss Stanford will return, so consider it permanent unless advised otherwise. Are both of you in agreement on this?”

“Yes Sir” and “Yes Mr. Cramer” were the responses from the kids.

“Now what am I supposed to do about today? It was your first day here so I’m inclined to be lenient... <sigh> Mr. Walker, consider this a stern warning! If you should find yourself in a similar situation in the future, you are to come directly to the office and see me. You are NOT to just disappear without telling anyone! Is that understood?”

“Yes Sir... I’m really sorry for causing a problem... I won’t do that again sir, I promise,” he meekly replied.

“Good! Now since there’s only a few minutes left in our school day, I’m releasing both of you to go home early... Miss Baker, please make sure he gets home safely and we’ll see you tomorrow.”

****

Outside the school and far enough away that they couldn’t be seen from it, Kenny stopped and wrapped his arms around Susan’s waist and pulled himself tightly against her body and looked up at her. “Thanks for everything Suzy, I was sure I’d be in big trouble... and can I be totally honest? I’m glad you’re my supervisor instead of Vicky... I... well I’ve wanted someone else for at least a year... but didn’t see any way to get it changed.... I love Vicky like a sister... but to be honest for the past year or so, she didn’t seem to want to take care of me... she was just doing it like it was a job and nothing more... does that make any sense? You’ve never treated me that way...”

“Yeah it does sweetie,” she replied cupping his face in her hands, then softly kissed his lips, “She spanks you whenever she can find an excuse doesn’t she?” and saw the tears well up in his eyes as he nodded ‘yes’. “Well that’s at an end little guy! Once I talk to your Mom, I’ll be your babysitter and supervisor and we both know you don’t need spankings. You’re a good boy and always have been. More importantly, you’re my friend and I don’t see me needing to spank your cute bottom unless you’re really, really bad and I don’t think that’s very likely. Be a good boy for me like you’ve always been and it will never happen.”

“I promise to always be good for you Susan so you’ll never have to spank me. Besides I like your reward system... you like to cuddle me and give me kisses, Vicky rarely did either... If being good gets me cuddled and kissed, then I’ll always be a good boy just like you want!” <giggle> “You even did it in front of the Vice Principle in his office and I’m sure he saw you doing it! I think that’s why he was so agreeable, he could see you cared about me.”

<kiss> “Then we won’t have any problems Kenny and yes I love cuddling your little body and I love giving kisses to good boys. Did I really do that in his office?”

<giggle> “Yeah, you held me, rubbed my back and neck and stroked my legs while you held me and it really helped me stay calm and made me feel much better.”

“Well get used to that happening a lot then, because I love holding you and touching you, it makes me feel good that you trust me enough to allow me handle you like that.” She said with a big smile.

After another quick kiss, they headed towards his house holding hands as they walked and both smiling.

****

When they arrived at home, Susan immediately started undressing him, “You need a bath mister, you really soaked that last diaper and it even leaked a little, and I just got the worst of it with the baby wipes.”

“I know... I was worried my pants were wet, but apparently it didn’t soak all the way through but I could smell it...” he replied as he kicked off his shoes, trying to help.

“That’s why I was rubbing your thigh, your pants were damp but not soaked though...” she said as she had him down to just the diaper. “Hey this diaper is wet too? When did you do that?”

“Sitting in his office... I was really scared Susan... you don’t mind do you?”

<laugh> “No of course not, I’m just glad it didn’t leak, since you were sitting partly on my lap! Now into the bathroom little guy and we’ll get you nice and clean!” she replied with a playful swat to his cute behind.

Just to be safe, Kenny sat on the toilet and made sure he was empty while Susan filled the tub with hot water, once he was done, he stepped around her and into the tub and allowed her to help lower him into the bath, then just sat relaxed and allowed her to proceed however she wanted.

As her soapy hands glided over his body she softly said, “You know it’s always amazed me how relaxed you are when getting baths, you never fidget or complain ever...”

“Would it do me any good NOT to fully cooperate? No... It would be a reason to get spanked. So why the heck would I ever do ANYTHING but cooperate fully?” he replied.

“Good point! So stand up so I can get your bottom clean, that’s the part I’m worried about, since you sat in that wet diaper all day... I don’t want you getting a rash ever!” she directed and he stood sideways to her as she continued working on him.

Susan smiled when his small cock responded to her manipulation as she washed him and she inspected it closely, as well as his small sack and the small balls inside, “No rash or even irritation visible,” she murmured.

“Suzy... you don’t need to explain ever on why you’re handling me down there... You’re always so gentle with me that I’d never object. You make me feel good with the way you touch me down there and yes I know I’m small down there, It hasn’t grown hardly at all since they put me on Puericil. And in answer to a question I know all you girls seem to have... yes I can have orgasms, but they’re almost always dry cums, since the drug suppresses my hormones. I can also have an orgasm if you rub my prostate, because it’s really sensitive, more than usual and the doctor says that’s because of the drug too. I may look like I did when I was 11 but I’m 15 and although underdeveloped sexually, it does all still work...”

Grinning up at him, “So you’ll be ok if while I cuddle your little body I play with it too? I’ll be honest, that one of the best parts of changing your diapers is getting to handle you down there. The skin is so soft and smooth, and just begs for special attention.”

<giggle> “Yes dear lady, you have permission to play with that part or any other part of my body whenever you want! I already said I love how you make me feel when you touch me or handle me, so do what you want, no further permission or explanations will ever be required.”

<giggle>”Good because I love feeling your sexy little body, so just plan on it happening a lot!”<giggle>

<giggle>”Works for me!” he replied as he felt her fingers poking at his behind and relaxed to let them in then groaned with a loud ‘Ohhh!’ as she gently rubbed across his prostate.

“Well THAT seems more sensitive than back when I first gave you a bath... so you like it when I touch it?”

“Oh yeah... just please be gentle... no hard rubbing please...” he replied still groaning. He’d no more than said that, when his whole body jerked and it was only her hand up inside his rear and the other on his tummy just above is groin that stopped him from falling.

“Well that sure demonstrates that you CAN have orgasms!” she said laughing as she removed her fingers and helped lower him back into the water so she could rinse him off. Once done with that, she helped him out of the tub and lovingly dried his body as he meekly stood and let her do whatever she wanted. When she was done and threw the towel in the laundry basket, he hugged her and leaned up on tip toes and kissed her.

“Thanks Susan, that was the best bath I’ve had in a long time.” Then kissed her softly again.

“Well I enjoyed it too Kenny, so just plan on them being similar from now on,” she replied and gave him her own hug and kiss. “Now since you missed lunch, let’s get you a snack to hold you until dinner.”

****

Kenny stood naked in the kitchen while he watched Susan quickly assemble a sandwich for him and when she put it on a plate he asked, “Aren’t you going to put a new diaper on me?”

Setting the plate on the table with a glass of juice, she turned to face him, “Can you feel it when you need to pee?”

“Almost always, well when I’m awake I can... but I don’t get much warning,” he replied.

“Then we’ll hold off on the diaper as long as you’re close to the bathroom and you can just run in there and take care of business. Kenny, I don’t think you should be diapered when it’s not absolutely necessary. For sure at night and when you’re away from home like at school or someplace where a restroom may not be close. Making you wear one all the time and making you use it, is just the reverse of ‘potty training’ little kids go through. I don’t believe that’s helpful, so when you’re here and can quickly get to the bathroom, I’d rather you not be diapered. Besides, the diaper would just have to come off in order for you to use the toilet properly.”

“So no diaper... should I put some clothes on?” he asked.

“Not unless, you’re uncomfortable being naked with me...”

“No I’m fine about that, <giggle> After all you just gave me a bath and you’ve changed my diaper a ton of times, you’ve seen and touched every part of me, so I obviously have nothing to hide from you... and clothes would just get in the way if I needed to run to the toilet like you said, so I guess I’m ok with being naked if it doesn’t bother you Susan.”

Stepping over to him and gently stroking her hands over his shoulders and down his arms she gave his a peck on the forehead, “Kenny you being naked will NEVER bother me, I love the way you look and even more I love how you trust me with your body.” Pulling him to the table, she sat on a chair and then placed him straddling her left leg with his back against her chest and shoulder, then pulled the plate in front of them and holding him loosely just said, “eat you missed lunch and I want you healthy,” as her left hand lightly stroked his tummy.

“This is nice,” he murmured as he leaned back against her body while picking up half of the sandwich and slowly started eating it. Between bites he looked up at her and smiled when he saw she was watching him and smiling too. “Can I ask you some questions Suzy?”

“You can ask anything, anytime you want little guy and I’ll always be honest with you. If you ask something I don’t know or can’t answer, I’ll tell you, but otherwise total honesty. Kenny, we both need to be totally honest with each other. Understanding each other and what and how we think will make everything much easier for both of us. We need to trust each other and talking to each other honestly is the only way to develop that trust. So ask away if you want to know something.”

“Susan, I’ve always been honest with you and don’t plan on changing that. What I’m trying to understand is well... why do you like me? I mean I’m just so small in this undersized little boy body and well this stupid drug makes me get scared easily and everyone treats me like a little kid. The worst are those that treat me like I’m retarded or stupid as well as small. You’ve never talked down to me like that and it’s one of the things I love about you. Physically, you sometimes treat me like a little kid, sometimes out of necessity like when you diaper me or give me baths, and I’m fine with that. But you’ve also said you like my body and how I look... I don’t understand that one at all. How could you want to be with an undersized little guy like me. You’re a beautiful teenage girl, don’t you want to be with a regular sized teenage boy like other girls?”

“Wow! OK that was a little all over the place... “ she replied, then was obviously thinking of her reply. “I suppose I should start back at the beginning and go from there would be best,” she said more talking to herself than him. “Kenny, I’ve known you since first grade, so that’s almost 9 years were I’ve been around you a lot. All that time, I’ve watched you, especially how you act around other people. What I’ve seen is a very shy, almost a loner, but very smart and caring boy who never ever even attempted to bully others, one who’s always been on the honor roll at school. One who never seeks attention, rather tries to blend into the background. He doesn’t seem to feel the need to prove that he’s better than anyone else and even before they put you on Puericil wasn’t into rough or violent sports or activities. You’ve always been respectful of other people’s feelings and especially respectful of girls. Those are all things that make you attractive to not only me but many girls. In short personality wise, to me at least you’re a perfect boy.”

“On the physical side, I’ve always thought you were cute, clear back in first grade you were one of the cutest boys in our class. I’ve always loved your light brown hair and how you wear it a little on the long side and your blue eyes are almost hypnotizing when I look into them. Your body is and always has been slim, but not skinny, toned and not muscle bound. Some girls want big muscles, I never saw that as attractive in boys, but then boys look for different things in girls too. Some want sexy legs, others big boobs, some want full figure, other go for the tall willowy model types. Us girls have similar preferences in boys. I happen to be one who likes slim and toned. As for your current body, yes, you’re small and underdeveloped, but we both know that the result of the Puericil and once off the drug, your body will grow as it should have. It stopped you from going through puberty so it’s not your fault. But even without it, I doubt you’d one who’d let themselves get overweight, nor be a muscle bound hulk, it’s just not in your makeup. One of the things that I really like about how you are right now, is that you’re somewhat frozen at that stage in between boy and teenager. The point where many boys are actually beautiful to look at because they still have the boy look and haven’t started the changes that come with puberty; you know growing body hair, shooting up so fast that they become gangly and fighting to adjust to rapid growth, no acne or other skin problems triggered by hormones. That leaves me seeing a smart, caring teenage boy in a beautiful boy body; one who doesn’t seem to mind me sometimes treating his body like the little boy he looks like, but at the same time seems to enjoy it as much as I do. So did I answer your questions? Now to be fair why do you seem to like me and how can you be so comfortable sitting here on my lap getting held while we talk? Most teen boys wouldn’t allow that.”

“OK I’ll take the last part first... I can calmly sit here on your lap with you holding me and occasionally stroking my body, because of the way you’re doing it. I feel care, concern and what feels like love in the way you hold and touch me. With you it’s not about controlling me physically, it’s more about communicating emotion by touch... it makes me feel safe, because you actually care about me. <sigh> With Vicky it’s always been about control. When she’d hold me or even usually just touched me it was about her proving at least to herself that SHE was in control. She’s always been like that as far back as I can remember. Even when we were little, we always had to do what SHE wanted, what I wanted was never considered. It’s been even more so since I was 9, just about to turn 10. That was the first time she spanked me; right in front of my mother and when she became my ‘official’ babysitter. Since that first spanking she’s been in almost total control of me and enforced it physically. Once they put me on Puericil, it just allowed her even more control if that’s possible, since I haven’t grown physically while she went through puberty. For the last year, she’s even been more dominant and seems to revel in her control and doesn’t mind humiliating me when given the opportunity. You’ve never done any of that and I don’t think you would; THAT is why I can sit here getting cuddled like a little kid and not only not object, but enjoy it. Beyond that, I’m submissive, I know that, I’ve always been that way with women and girls and adult men; the Puericil just amplified that to the point where I find it almost impossible to defend myself even verbally. Even after they let me off if it, I’ll probably be what they call a ‘Beta’ male, nonaggressive and somewhat submissive. So if you’re looking for an ‘Alpha male, it will never be me.”

“There’s nothing wrong with Beta males Kenny, many women prefer them and I’m one of them.” She replied giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“OK and thanks, because I don’t ever see me as being some macho Alpha, it’s not who I am. Now on to the big question; why do I like you... Well like you said, we’ve known each other since first grade and well I’ve always thought you were very pretty but was way too shy to ever tell you or ANY girl for that matter that I thought that. Even when we were 6 and in first grade, you were bigger than me, but then even back then I was smaller than most of the boys and even most of the girls, but that didn’t bother me much back then. The big thing was how you treated me. You were always nice to me and you’ve never used your size VS mine to overtly control me. Further young lady, you are just as smart as I am, so don’t play that down, I’ve noticed that your name is on the honor roll every year too and many times, it’s ahead of mine and I’ve no problem with that at all; I like smart girls! Vicky on the other hand, rarely made it and it might be part of why she felt the need to dominate me physically... hadn’t thought of that one before but it makes sense... Anyway, back to you... You went through several growth spurts earlier than most of the kids in our class and though I know it made you feel awkward especially socially, you were still always a kind person and very friendly to everyone. I’ll admit your size was a little intimidating to this small boy, but your personality always allowed me to ignore the size difference. Even now you’re taller than some of the boys in our class. You’re what about 5’7”?”

“5’8 ½” actually, does that bother you Kenny?”

“No not at all, I just found it interesting that you grew so fast compared to everyone else. You also, Uh... ‘developed’ much sooner than the other girls and believe me ALL the boys noticed! Vicky used to complain about it all the time, when other girls had more womanly figures and she was still flat chested. For what it’s worth, I love the way tall girls look, but then almost every girl over 8 or 9 years old is taller than me, so for me it’s just a fact of life... For me, it’s all about how girls treat me and you’ve always been one of the best in that regard. Every time I look into your eyes what I see is care and concern and that puts you at the top of my list of for girls I want to be with. I might at that it’s a very short list, especially after all I’ve had to go through the past couple of years... Do you remember the first time you came here and changed my diaper? I do! I was scared to death and totally embarrassed, laying there on that changing pad when you removed my wet diaper and saw my naked body. I mean what boy wouldn’t be embarrassed in the same situation? But for me it worse, we’re the same age and there I am in my small, underdeveloped body, with a pretty girl I see every day in school looking down on my small boy parts... what is she thinking looking at me in this pathetic state? I know I was trembling... But you made it all better when you gently stroked my chest with your soft hand and softly talked to me... Then continued the same way when you gave me my bath and put on my new diaper. You were wonderful with me Susan and you’ve always been the same ever since and I love you for being that way with me.”

“What I thought was, ‘what a beautiful boy! He’s scared, I need to calm him down...’” Susan replied hugging him a little tighter. “I still think the same thing about your body Kenny and don’t worry about those small ‘boy parts’, like I told you al little while ago in the bath room, I love touching them, so smooth almost like silk and I love the no hair down there or almost anywhere else on your body.” Then slipped her hand down and cupped his groin. “These boy parts are just right for the rest of your body and once you’re off that drug, will grow just like the rest of you. So no worries, I can wait for you to grow and in the mean time I’ll just enjoy playing with you as you are unless you tell me not to.”

<giggle> “That’s something you’ll NEVER hear from me Suzy! I love how it feels when you touch me there and I already told you, you can play all you want!”

<snicker>”Then we’re both good!” she replied with a kiss and her fingers gently massaged his balls.

“So to sum up, you’re pretty, smart, kind, caring, and one of the sweetest girls I’ve ever met, who treats me really well and always with care and concern. I feel safe with you and trust you totally with my body, so those are the reasons I really, really like you.” He said then turned his head enough to kiss her cheek.

****

Later, they were sitting on the couch with Kenny across Susan’s lap as she cuddled him and gently stroked his body all over giving him wonderful feelings and allowing him to totally relax in her arms as they quietly talked. Looking up as she smiled down at him, “having fun with your new toy?” he asked with a grin.

“You bet I am, I love my new ‘boy toy’ and especially how relaxed he is about it,” she replied then softly kissed him.

“Well your ‘boy toy’ loves it too and says he’ll be your ‘toy’ as long as you’ll have him,” he said then giving her a return kiss as he sat up. “However, Mom will be home soon and I should get some stuff out for our dinner so it will be ready when she gets here. Any chance of you joining us for dinner? I think Mom is going to want to talk to you about the whole thing today and you now being my school supervisor. Hopefully, she’ll make you my permanent babysitter too and Vicky can be dropped out of the picture.”

“You can cook? And you fix dinner for you and your mother?”

“Of course I can cook! Mom started teaching me when I was about 7 or so and I DID suffer through 2 years of Home Economics at school, which included cooking I might add.”

“Yeah forgot about that... I didn’t take that class, I took art instead...”

“Wish I had! That’s where I became the ‘class baby’ and it never ended...”

“Sorry for bringing that up Kenny, that should have never happened.”

“No worries, it’s over and now it’ll stop. If I have any say, only you as my supervisor or the nurse will change me at school from now on and the other girls can keep their hands to themselves.”

“I agree, I don’t want any other girls pawing my boy... what if I’m sick or something is there another girl who could fill in as your supervisor if needed?”

“Mary Conrad.”

“That was quick! Mary’s nice but why her?” she replied.

“Well first, she’s in all our classes and she’s always been really nice to me. Most of the boys ignore her since she’s so quiet and well undeveloped in the chest, if you know what I mean, but I like her personality and like us, she’s a really smart person. Did you know she learned how to diaper on me? She did, back when we were 11; I was the first person she ever diapered and she like you was very gentle doing it. She’s changed me a couple of times since then and always very gentle.”

“No I didn’t know that and yes she’s a very nice and considerate girl. So we’ll just get her designated as 1^st alternate at school.”

****

Later, they were in the kitchen with Kenny standing at the stove wearing a ‘chef’s’ apron and nothing else while Susan was setting the table and dishing up some salads.

“Kenny I’m home!” they heard from the front of the house.

“Kitchen Mom!” he called back as he continued to stir the gravy he was making.

“Oh hello Susan, I was hoping you’d look after my boy when I heard about the situation with Mr. Stanford and his family... What are you making honey it smells really good?”

“Nothing special Mom, just meatloaf, mashed potatoes with gravy, green beans and salad. Susan will be joining us... We’ll need to discuss some changes at school and otherwise...” he replied.

“Yes, from the latest email I received from Carol Sanford, she and her daughter probably won’t be back...”

“Oh we didn’t know that... just that Mr. Stanford was in some kind of industrial accident and Vicky left the school with her mother. The school didn’t know how bad it was or when she would return...” Susan said showing concern.

Sitting at the table with a sigh his mother took a sip from a glass of water before replying. “He died kids, apparently the building they were constructing collapsed and he along with several others were killed by the falling steel beams and masonry. Carol didn’t know he died until they got there, at first she just knew of the accident and that he was in the hospital in bad shape. While they were flying out there, in Arizona somewhere, he passed away before they got there. Needless to say both Carol and Vicky are pretty shook up over it. The last email I got from her, said after the funeral, she was looking at them moving to San Diego where her family lives, having her attorney sell their house here and having all their belongings shipped out there; so if all that happens, they won’t be back. Carol thought it would be better to make a fresh start without all the memories associated with here.”

“Well I’m sorry to hear all that, it must be really hard for them, but if they’re not returning then we need to deal with Kenny’s situation,” Susan replied. “Because she left the school so suddenly and no one knew when she would return; Mr. Cramer, the Vice Principle met with me and Kenny and assigned me as his school supervisor for the duration. He changed our schedules so they match up and we’re now in the same classes so I can look after him. I’ve been his backup babysitter here, and if it’s agreeable, I’ll just assume that role too and become his primary babysitter. Mr. Cramer also said if you want me to have the same disciplinary authority as Vicky had, then he’ll need documentation from you Mrs. Walker.”

“Actually it’s perfect Susan, and please call me Nancy, you’ve taken care of him before and know all about his issues, so I see no reason to make a major change; the school apparently agrees so I’ll be happy so signoff on any documentation they need.” Just then Kenny turned to walk to the sink and his mother noticed he was wearing only the apron. “Where’s your diaper Kenny?”

“That’s something Kenny and I talked about Nancy. He can feel when he needs to go when he’s awake and here at home, the bathroom is close, so I thought it was better if he wasn’t diapered here, except at night, so he can use the toilet normally. Forcing him to be diapered 24/7 and use it continually, is somewhat counterproductive to him eventually getting out of the need for them. Kind of reversing his potty training if you get what I mean.” Susan advised. “He’d still need the diapers at school and elsewhere in public, but not here at home.”

“I hadn’t considered it that way Susan, that’s very perceptive of you. We don’t want him to be diaper dependant when it’s not necessary. But why is he naked, not that I mind, I’m just used to seeing him in his diaper?”

“We discussed that too after I gave him his bath, clothes would just slow him down getting to the toilet and let’s face it, I’ve already seen everything there is to see so why bother. Besides, he’s still very much a little boy physically, and little boys don’t need to be modest about being naked. He doesn’t mind, and neither do I, so he just stayed naked.”

“Again it makes perfect sense and I certainly don’t care if he’s naked, so you two do what you want.” His mother ruled.

****

After dinner while Kenny was cleaning up the kitchen and loading the dishwasher, Susan and the woman retired to the living room and discussed the situation, that she would be paid and how much and schedules. “OK so I’ll come here each morning as you are leaving for work, get him up bathed, give him his medicine suppository, fed, diapered, dressed and then walk him to school, supervise him there and then walk him home, clean him up and then stay with him until you arrive home. That’s his daily routine?” Susan summarized.

“Yes, and Vicky usually used the time between getting home and me coming home for both to do their homework from school so it was out of the way. I sometimes have to work Saturday’s but I usually know about that in advance and a few times per year, I get sent out of town for weekend conferences. Then he’d need someone to be here for the entire weekend and you can just sleep here and just treat the house like your home.”

“None of that’s a problem, I’m pretty flexible. I’d just need to let my parents know in advance of the weekend coverage. On a daily basis, if you were going to be late getting home, just send me a TXT or Email message so I can warn my Mother I’ll be later than usual. She won’t have a problem with it, she just needs to know I’ll be late.” Susan advised.

Kenny arrived at that point and just dropped on the couch beside Susan and kind of leaned into her side before turning to his mother, “So it’s all settled? Susan replaces Vicky as my permanent babysitter?”

“Yes, Susan will be assuming that role under the same rules as Vicky had, including disciplinary authority in my absence.” His mother ruled.

“Did you ask her about Mary Conrad?” he asked looking up at Susan.

“No we hadn’t gotten to that, thanks for reminding me Kenny,” she said patting his thigh, then gently stroking it.

“What’s that about?” his mother asked.

“Oh Kenny and I discussed an alternate supervisor for at school and here if needed and he recommended Mary Conrad. She’s been here with Vicky in the past and apparently even learned how to diaper someone on him. She’s a very nice girl, in all our classes and he’s comfortable around her, so we were going to recommend to the school that she be his alternate if I were sick or otherwise unable to take care of him there.” Susan responded.

“Would she be Joe and Kathy Conrad’s daughter? Very nice people...” his mom asked.

“Yes and Mary fits that description very well. A very responsible girl.” Susan replied.

“Well if you recommend her then I’ll have no issues with her filling in if necessary.” His mother ruled.

“So we’ve sorted out all Kenny’s needs that we know of for now,” Susan said with a smile. “So unless you can think of anything else, I’ll be heading home and letting my parents know about it all,” then turning to Kenny said, “I’ll see you first thing in the morning little guy and we’ll start our new classes.”

Getting up with her and walking her to the door, he pulled her into a hug and softly kissed her, “Thanks for taking care of everything Susan, I just know everything will be better with you in charge of me...”

Stroking her hands along his sides and around his back and giving his butt a little pat, she kissed him back and whispered. “I think so to Kenny and I look forward to taking care of you and us having lots of fun together. Now be a good boy for your mother and don’t give her any reason for changing anything.” <kiss> “See you in the morning!” <kiss>

“Yeah, in the morning... goodnite Suzy and thanks again...”

And with that, she was out the door and a smiling boy returned to the living room where his mother was watching the TV.

Kenny 3

By Captain J

(yfd, A Puericil and Little Boy’s Shouldn’t be So Modest Story)

Over the next week Kenny and Susan fell into a routine, she’d arrive at his house at 6:30am wake him up, removed his wet night diaper, then give him a nice bath, always making sure his bottom was clean with her soapy fingers; something both of them learned to enjoy; then after drying him inserting his Puericil suppository, and with loving attention, apply lotion, powder and a fresh diaper, before dressing him for school. Then it was breakfast and starting their school day.

Unlike his experience with Vicky, Susan mostly kept the other girls away from him, using her physical size to assure that NO ONE’s hands were checking his diaper’s except HER’s and NO ONE but her changed him when he needed it. Further she kept to an absolute minimum, the number of girls who saw him naked when she changed him and even shooed away any gawkers when they tried to hang around to see the naked boy. Like at the Middle School, she was issued a key to the drama club locker room, should she need to do a more extensive cleanup on him, since it was private and even had its own showers should he need one; Thus avoiding using either the boys or girls gym locker rooms. Both were issued permanent hall passes for being tardy to class should that happen but cautioned not to abuse that privilege; something both were reluctant to do. Susan made sure that everyone knew that Kenny was no longer the ‘class baby’ and that she wouldn’t tolerate any of the abuse he’d formerly endured. In short life at school was so much better for him that he was frequently seen smiling as they went through their days.

On Wednesday, Susan found a note from his mother, that she’d be working on Saturday and didn’t expect to get home until very late in the evening. “Looks like we’ll have Saturday all to ourselves,” she told him as she applied his morning diaper, “wonder what will keep her busy all day like that?”

“Probably one of two things, either a training conference for new employees; she’s in charge of that for the company or it could be a sales show. Either, her seeing what new products their suppliers have to offer that they may want or a show by her company to sell more stuff to their customers. Any of those happen with some frequency with her job. You probably didn’t know but she’s an Assistant Vice President of the company in charge of sales and human resources. There’s another A.V.P. in charge of production and produce R.&D. Then an Executive VP who’s the Chief Financial Officer and then of course the President, so she’s got a really important job and high up in the company.” He advised.

“Wow! I mean I knew she was a manager of some type, but had no idea she was at executive level! That sounds really important, so I assume she’s got a college degree?”

“Two actually, a Bachelor’s in Accounting and a Master’s in Business Administration. She’s really smart but doesn’t flaunt it. Mostly except at work, she tries to project an image as a normal woman. She made a lot more money than my father did, and she’s hinted that it was one of the things that contributed to their divorce. But I was too young to understand, I just remember a lot of yelling before he moved out and they broke up. Personally, I don’t see why that was a problem, he should have been happy that she had such a good job and supported her when she got promotions instead of resenting it. I think a marriage should be a real partnership, with both supportive of the other. ”

“I agree with you Kenny, it should have been different. I guess some men feel threatened ego wise if their wife have better jobs or make more money, they shouldn’t feel that way but some do,” she replied. “I guess it all goes back to the old days when men were the ‘bread winners’ and most women were either stay-at-home moms or didn’t seek really high paying managerial positions, where they’d make higher earnings than the men.”

“Well when I get married, that will never be an issue. If my wife makes more, I’ll be proud of her and I’ll happily cheer her on and do what I can to help her rise even further!”

“Good attitude! Now get up and let’s get you dressed.”

****

Thursday evening his mother advised Susan she’d be very late coming home Friday evening and had to leave even earlier Saturday morning than usual. “We’re hosting a product show and we’ll be doing the set up Friday evening so I won’t be home until about 11 or so and have to leave at 5:30am to make sure everything is ready. If you want, you can stay here Friday evening in the guest bedroom so you won’t have to have a short night’s sleep. That way you’ll be here to look after Kenny without having to drag out of bed so early,” the woman suggested.

“Thanks for letting me do that Nancy, it sounds a lot better than getting up at 5am to get here before you leave. I know my mother won’t have a problem with it, so I’ll just plan on sleeping here tomorrow night.”

“It’s no problem dear, you’re helping me by taking such good care of my boy and it’s the least I can do to make things easier for you. You’re welcome here anytime, just treat my house like your home and anytime you want to sleepover the room is there and available anytime you want to use it. In fact if your parents are out of town, plan on staying here. With all the time you spend here, you’re becoming a part of my family and I want you to feel free to act like family. I know in talking with your mother, that they plan on some weekends away to relax together, so when that happens, I’d rather you be here than alone at home.”

“Do you think Kenny will mind if I stay here with any frequency?”

<laugh> “No honey, you may not have noticed, but my son is falling in love with you. I’ve never seen him smile as much as he has this past week, not for years... and it all comes down to you taking care of him, rather than Vicky. He’s had nothing but praise for you and how you take care of him. Whatever you’re doing, keep doing it! He’s back to the happy little boy I used to have and I don’t want that to change.”

“Nancy he’s such a sweet boy that he’s easy to look after. And yes I’ve noticed how he feels about me and it’s mutual, I love taking care of him and I love spending time with him. I hope to keep him smiling for a very long time. He’s a beautiful, caring and intelligent young man in a little boy’s body and I’m willing to wait for him to grow to his full potential physically and see if we can go on together from there.”

“I’d hoped you had plans like that Susan and you have my full support. You’re the kind of woman he’ll need in the future and I’d love to one day call you my daughter-in-law.” She replied as she gave the girl a brief hug.

****

Friday evening presented a different routine for Kenny. When they arrived home he was undressed as usual, diaper removed and after attending to toilet needs, sitting in the bathtub and getting washed and even when she had him stand to clean his middle, nothing was different. However when she washed his rear she spent much more time with her fingers in there and although he couldn’t see it, she had four fingers inside him and had him more open than ever before and her hand was moving freely in and out. All he noticed was that he had two strong orgasms from her manipulations and she had to literally catch him to keep him from falling. He was still coming down from the climaxes as she dried his body and meekly allowed her to do anything she wanted at that point. Sitting on the toilet, she sat him on her lap and cuddled him as he continued to recover. “What did you do to me Suzy?” he murmured as she stroked his body and gave him several kisses.

<giggle>“Made you feel really good I hope,” she said with a smirk.

“Yeah you did that, but you wiped me out in the process... I’ve never cum that hard before...”

“Well get used to it little guy, because I’ve discovered it’s easier to make you cum playing with your bottom than playing with the front side... not only that but you can have more orgasms and it seems more intense ones when I play inside you cute butt.”

“Is... am I supposed to react like that? I always thought that my... my penis was more important for that to happen?”

“Well your cock is usually important but since it’s underdeveloped it’s not as sensitive as it will be when you grow more. In your case, it seems your super sensitive prostate can do it more quickly and intensely at least for now anyway. Maybe when you grow up, that will change but for now your bottom’s the place that will cause it to happen easily and much stronger ones...”

“But that place is dirty... I... you know, poop from back there...”

<giggle> “It’s not dirty when my soapy fingers are in there, you’re perfectly clean. Don’t worry about it baby, just enjoy it ok?”

“Yeah... ok I can do that... Are you going to do it more?”

“Probably later, you need to need to rest some. But for now, since I’m staying here tonight, why don’t you go fix us dinner and I’ll take a bath while you’re doing that.”

“Are you sure you don’t want to me to help you take your bath? <giggle> I’d love to do that...”

“Now you’re being naughty. Some day you may get to help me like that, but not tonight!”

“Sorry... I just want to help make you feel good like you do for me... I want you to be happy about being with me...”

“All you have to do to accomplish that little guy, is keep being a good boy for me and continue to allow me to cuddle the stuffing out of you. That makes me a happy girl and one who loves you very much.”

“I love you too Susan. You’re my best friend, a better friend than anyone I ever had before. I’ve told you things, I’ve never told anyone and that means you know the real me better than anyone ever has...”

“So for now if you want to make me happy, go fix us a nice dinner. Lunch at school sucked today and this girl is hungry.”

“Consider it done!” he replied as she helped him stand and gave him a pat on the rear to send him on his way.

****

Kenny was just finishing fixing dinner when he got a surprise, Susan walked in wearing nothing but a big t-shirt and it was obvious no bra, since her breasts ‘bounced and swayed’ as she moved. At most the only other item she could be wearing was panties. “Wow, you look hot like that!” he exclaimed and his body was verifying his thoughts when his small dick sprung to attention.

“Like what you see Kenny? <giggle> Yeah I can see that you do, your little buddy down there is sure trying to say hello!” <laugh>

“God yes! You’re beautiful! Your legs are so long and sexy how could I not appreciate what I’m seeing.”

“Well cool down some, for now you just get to look. So chef Kenny what’s on the menu? Whatever it is it sure smells good.”

“Oh just a quick and simple meal. Fried pork chops, smothered in rice with a mushroom and onion sauce and a side salad.”

“Sounds wonderful but how is that ‘quick and simple’?”

“Because it is quick and simple! You just brown the pork chops in a skillet, then cover them in instant rice, dump a can of cream of mushroom soup in with chopped onion and water and let the whole thing simmer while the rice cooks. The rice absorbs the soup and makes a gravy and steams the chops until they almost fall apart. So one pan, and it can all be done in about 35 minutes. Like I said, quick and simple!”

After tasting it, she just gave him a big smile, “It may be quick and simple, but it tastes great, I’ll have to remember it and fix it at home for my parents sometime; they’ll love it!”

****

After dinner they sat together on the couch with him or her lap and the feeling of her bare thighs under him had his little cock at attention again. Reaching down and slowly stroking it with her fingertips, as he wiggled a little against her body. “What’s got you so excited?” she quietly asked.

“Bare legs against me and no bra between me and you... it feels wonderful,” he shyly replied blushing.

“And that’s all it takes to get you excited?”

“Susan, you know I’m a virgin, I’ve never felt a nearly naked girl’s body against me before, so of course it’s exciting to me. Vicky rarely held me and you’ve always been fully clothed holding me. This is all new to me and the only thing that could make it better right now is for that pesky shirt not to be between us and I’d feel bare breasts against me, or even better if you’d let me see, touch and feel them!”

“Well little guy if you want to see and touch them, maybe you should ask me directly.”

“You... you actually let me do that?”

“If you ask nicely and promise to be gentle with them. No boy has ever touched them so it would be a first for both of us.”

“Wow! OK... Susan may I please see and touch your breasts? I promise to be very gentle with your body just like you always are with mine. Please?”

Giving him a quick kiss, she smiled before saying, “Since you asked so nicely, yes you may see and touch as long as you keep that promise. Just one thing mister, no matter how nicely you ask, my panties are staying on! So don’t go there, you may get them off in the future, but not today. Beyond that, don’t expect too much, I’m barely a ‘B’ cup and that’s only recently, my boobs just aren’t that big, not compared to some other girls at school.” Sitting him upright, she reached down and taking the bottom of the t-shirt in her hands, slowly pulled it up until it was off. She heard him gasp when it cleared her mounds and knew she had an excited boy on her lap.

“God! They... They’re so beautiful... so perfect” he gasp his whole body trembling.

Taking his right hand in her own, she guided it to her left breast and felt the hand tremble as she lowered it onto her flesh, so that his palm cupped her every erect nipple, “Remember gentle Kenny, they won’t break but no rough handling ok?”

“Of course Susan, you know I never want to hurt you in any way...” he softly replied as she guided his left hand to her right breast in a similar manner. “So... soft and yet so firm...” he mumbled, as his hands gently cupped and then massaged her.

“That’s nice Kenny, keep doing that,” she murmured and then when his one hand teased her nipple, lightly pinching it she gasp, “Oh yes... that feels good too...”

After a few minutes she heard him ask, “may... may I kiss them Suzy? I’d love to do that...”

“Yes honey... you’re my baby and all baby boys like to kiss and suck on breasts... just no biting, and watch your teeth, no scraping either...”

He didn’t answer in words, he just lifted his hand from her left breast and lifted the flesh as his tongue gave a tentative lick before his lips closed on the hard nub and extracted a groan from her as he alternated licking and sucking while his other hand continued to gently massage her right breast. Susan brought her arm up and cradled his head as she positioned him more laying down on his side as he continued to suck, allowing her access to his whole body. “Such a good boy, too bad I don’t have milk for you honey but you’re going to get to do this again... no doubt about that” she murmured feeling her own wetness down below and loving the feel of his hands and mouth as her own excitement continued to build until she felt a small climax approach and then just let it happen. When she got her breath back, she stroked her fingers through his hair and eased him back away from her still erect and tender nipple. “That’s enough for now sweetie, don’t worry you’ll get many more chances in the future. Promise!”

Still cuddling with his head laying against her breast, she reached under and into her wet panties and wetting her fingers, used it as lubricant as her hand came back up between his legs and behind and played with his rosebud, and quickly had a finger deep inside him, eliciting a groan in response. She added a second finger before actively searching for that bump and soon had him squirming as she massaged it. It only took a couple of minutes before his body jerked in response to an orgasm, then she stopped massaging but kept her fingers inside him. “OK there little guy?” she asked smiling down at him.

“Yeah that was great,” he said his voice raspy as he attempted to get his breathing back under control. “I still can’t believe how you can make me cum so hard doing that to me...”

“All you need to know little guy is that it works, you like it and I like doing it, so don’t worry about it ok?”

“Yeah, I get that, but isn’t it kind of you know Gay? Guys aren’t supposed to like having things in their behinds...”

“Forget about that mister! OK Gay guys do like it because it feels good, but as you’ve discovered it feels good to straight guys too. The difference is its only Gay when two guys do it. In case you hadn’t noticed, I’M a GIRL so that means it’s impossible for anything WE do to be Gay. Understand?”

“Believe me, I’ve NOTICED that you’re a GIRL!” <giggle> then kissed her breast to emphasize the point.

Leaning down she kissed all around his face and neck before zeroing in on his mouth for a through kissing while her fingers started moving inside him again and in short order had him climaxing again but didn’t stop until he had two orgasms. At that point she withdrew her hand since he was totally wiped out physically. “Five orgasms seems his limit for one evening” she murmured to herself. As she continued to cuddle and stroke his limp body for another hour before deciding to get him diapered and into bed for the evening.

****

It was 11:15 when Kenny’s mother came home and found Susan sitting watching a movie on TV, wearing only her oversized t-shirt and panties. “You look comfortable, where’s Kenny?” she asked.

“Asleep, I put him to bed about an hour and a half ago... and yes I’m very comfortable. This is kind of my lounging attire at home and you said to treat here like home so I am. Mom and I both like wearing my Dad’s t-shirts to lounge and sleep in, they’re so big they fit almost like a short dress, but very comfortable. Dad’s always complaining that he has none to wear, because we’re always using them.”

<laugh> “I know, I used to steal my husbands, but how I have to resort to going out and buying men’s t-shirts to use them that way. You’d think the women’s clothiers would figure out we like them better than what the sell for women and have them in our women’s clothing stores.”

“Nancy, would it be possible some time to sit down with you and talk about your education and job? Not now, since I know you’re tired and will have to be back up in a few hours. But when Kenny told me about your degrees and the job you’ve got, it sounded very interesting and might be a career path I might like to follow myself.”

“Of course dear, we can do that and I’d love to mentor you in that regard. More and more women are now reaching managerial and executive levels in business. The key is to have the right combinations in your education to compete, along with the will and drive to succeed. It’s a tough world out there in the corporate world, but very rewarding too. So sometime when we’re both free, we’ll sit down and review what you’re looking for. But for now, I need to get to bed, that damn alarm clock will be going off entirely too early! So I’m just going to say goodnight and head to bed.”

“I look forward to that discussion Nancy. I won’t be long in going to bed myself. I just wanted to see the end of the movie. Good night and thanks for everything.”

****

Susan was sitting on the edge of his bed, gently stroking his body when he woke the next morning. When she saw his eyes flutter open, she leaned in and softy kissed him, before patting his tummy and saying, “Good morning sweetie, let’s get that wet diaper off and you clean... I’m hungry and you stink of pee.”

“Yeah well, pee smell is what happens when you’re laying here in a wet diaper,” he grumbled.

“Which is why we need to get it off and my boy clean,” she replied with a smirk, then grabbed his hand and pulled him up to a sitting position, before scooping him up and lifting him carried him across the room and lay him on the changing pad, before stripping the wet diaper from his body. “Now are you going to walk or do I need to carry you to the bathroom. If I carry you, I’m not guaranteeing how warm the water will be in the bathtub!”

Quickly contemplating what a cold bath might feel like, he said, “I’ll walk!”

“Good! Now move it so we can get to the breakfast part!”

“Yes Ma’am! Whatever you say!” Then quickly jumped off the table and ran for the bathroom.

Kenny was quiet as she washed his body until she just asked, “What’s going on in the cute head of yours buddy, you’re being entirely too quiet?”

“You picked me up and carried me... I didn’t realize you were that strong...” he murmured.

“Yes I did, but not for the first time... I’m much bigger than you Kenny, didn’t you realize I might be able to do that?”

“Well I knew you were bigger, how could I not? I mean you’re like 10” taller than me... And I knew you could move me around when you have me on your lap... but still, I weigh about 100lbs?”

“Not quite 100, more like 95lbs but still you’re not too heavy to carry for a short distance anyway. Kenny, do you remember how you got to bed last night?”

“No... The last I remember was falling asleep on your lap on the couch...”

“You did, then after awhile, I carried you to your room, diapered you and tucked you into bed.”

“And that didn’t strain you or hurt your back or anything?”

“No not really... I’m no athlete but it wasn’t that much of a strain to carry you, mothers do that with kids all the time. Women are not weaklings you know.”

“Of course I know women carry kids... but I’m not a little kid... I’m 15! It just never registered that you might be able to do that with me.”

“Yes you’re 15 and unless I thought it was needed, I wouldn’t normally carry you. <sigh> Kenny you’re a Puericil boy and very small for your age, you know that and I on the other hand have pretty much reached my adult size. The net result is that if I want, I can pick you up and carry you. Does me doing that bother you that much?”

“No... it just surprised me and made me realize how small and weak I am... “

“You’re small physically, but certainly not weak mister. You couldn’t have survived all the crap over the last few years if you were weak. You might not be physically strong, but you have a strong heart and strong will and those are more important in my book.”

“So are you going to be carrying me around now? That could be embarrassing...”

<laugh> “Certainly not often, and only in private, especially if you need it or ask me to. But it is kind of fun to do it.”

“Ok then... I was just curious...”

****

When she finished drying him she pulled him against her body and lifting his arms, but them around her shoulders and neck. “I want a serious kiss young man,” she said resting her forehead against his. Something he was very happy to comply with. As they broke if off, both breathing hard, she whispered, “Hold on tight,” grinning at him, then reached down cupping his behind in both hands and lifted him and sat him on her hip like a toddler, with his legs around her waist; then laughing, quickly walked out of the room headed for the kitchen. When she got there, she kissed him again before offering a giggle and putting him down on his feet. “THAT was just to prove to you that it’s not a strain!” she said still holding him by the shoulders and giving him another quick kiss. “Now fix me some breakfast! Carrying you around requires food to keep me strong!” <laugh>.

“God now she thinks she’s an Amazon or something...” he mumbled as he opened the fridge to get out the food; when he looked over at her, she just sat there at the table grinning at him.

While he was cooking their eggs she found a note on the table. “Kenny, your Mom left us a note.”

“What?”

“We’re supposed to go through all your clothes and anything that doesn’t fit or is worn, we’re supposed to pack to give to charity. She plans on buying you new stuff since she hasn’t done that in awhile...”

“Well everything I’ve got fits, because I haven’t grown diddlysquat in several years, but some of my clothes are showing some wear. Mostly I need new socks and some new jeans, shorts and t-shirts. My school clothes are mostly fine.” He replied.

“How about underwear?”

<laugh> “Susan I’ve worn nothing but diapers under my clothes for 4 years! What underwear?” he replied then blushed.

“Hadn’t thought of that... Sorry Kenny, I didn’t mean to embarrass you...”

“It’s ok... what sucks is that I have to be diapered all the time...”

“Understood. So anyway, we’ll go through your clothes this morning and get it out of the way.”

“OK”

****

Kenny was going through his dresser, while Susan went through his closet and a pile of used clothes was quickly growing on his bed. Susan found a cardboard box in the back corner and opened it. “Hey Kenny, care to explain why there’s a box of girls clothes in your closet?” she asked as she brought the box to the bed and was pulling out items; two ‘little girl’ dresses, ankle socks, training bras, panties, mary-jane style shoes and a denim purse with lipstick, hair barrettes and a small compact. When she turned to look at him, he was just standing there frozen with a very red face.

“That... That stuff’s Vicky’s! I... I forgot it’s in there...” he mumbled.

“OK well it’s either been there for a VERY long time or there’s a different explanation... care to share with me buddy? These are the type of dresses a young girl maybe 7-9 years old would wear and there’s all the stuff to go with them to dress from the skin out, including makeup?”

“God this is so embarrassing...” he whimpered and plopped on the side of the bed, his hands covering his face.

Sitting beside him and then lifting him onto her lap, she cuddled him and softly talked with her head resting against his. “No matter what the explanation, I won’t think less of you Kenny, now please tell me why that stuff was in there...”

With tears leaking from his eyes, he took a deep breath and blew it out before starting to explain. “I’ve told you about how bossy Vicky was even when we were little and I had to stay at her house after school until my mother got home. No matter what, we had to do what she wanted when playing and sometimes, she’d make me play dress-up and wear her clothes. That was ok when we were little but we stopped when I was about 7 or 8. When I was 10, she became my babysitter, we’d usually be here rather than at her house. She brought that stuff over here and put it in my closet and would sometimes make me wear it. If I didn’t I’d get spanked and then when I was 12 or so and she saw how much I hated it; she’d make me wear it as part of my punishment. She’d make me dress up and then spank me. She’d taunt me that since I cried like a little girl when she spanked me that I should look like one.”

“I’m sorry that happened to you Kenny... could you answer a couple of questions for me though?”

“Sure anything Susan, you know I’d never lie to you...”

“OK first did you hate wearing the clothes or how you were treated when you wore them? Some boys DO enjoy dressing as a girl sometimes, they say it’s fun and relaxing to pretend to be someone else...”

“I hated how she treated me Susan. When we were little it was kind of fun to dress-up and pretend like you said. But as we got older and especially after she was put in charge of me, she’d do it to humiliate me and prove she was in charge of me....”

“So it wasn’t the clothes, but how she later treated you when dressed right?” and he nodded ‘yes’. “Now boys who dress-up like that usually call themselves by a different name when they’re a pretend girl... do you have a special name?”

“Ken... Kendra,” he whispered back blushing very red.

“And I’d bet ‘Kendra’ is a very pretty girl as well as kind and caring, just like her alter ego.” She replied hugging him tighter.

“Kendra was fun until Vicky started using her as punishment...” he whispered back.

“Has Kendra been here since Vicky left?”

“No... it’s been over six months... but that was punishment...”

“OK and I’m really sorry she treated you that way you’re a very good boy and never do anything deserving punishment. Now you don’t have to do this... I’d never force you to... but could I meet Kendra? She sounds like a nice person and it’ll only be just this once unless YOU decide Kendra needs to visit sometime in the future.”

“You... You want to see me dressed as a girl?”

“No I want to meet Kendra, a pretty, happy young girl. We both know she’s inside you somewhere, I’d just like to meet her.”

“You won’t make fun of me or hate me?”

“Never! I think Kendra is a part of why your personality is the way it is and I’d just like to meet that hidden girl.”

“OK I’ll do it... but could you wait for me in the living room? I’ll have to find the ‘happy Kendra’ she hasn’t been happy for a long time...”

With that agreement, she kissed his cheek and left him alone in his bedroom and went out and sat on the couch and thought about the discussion they’d just had. This was a new facet of Kenny’s personality and she really wasn’t sure what impact the revelation might have to their relationship. One thing was positive, she’d never force him to dress it had to be his idea.

****

About 35 minutes later Susan looked up and saw the most adorable young girl shyly standing in the doorway, blushing furiously. “Oh MY! Kendra you’re beautiful! Please come over here dear and let me get a good look at you!”

Kenny shyly walked forward, his hands clasped in front of his flowing skirt. He wore the little blue dress with white lace trim, white ankle socks and the little girl mary-jane shoes. His longish hair was held back from his face with little butterfly barrettes and his lips were soft pink with the lipstick. A touch of blusher was evident on his cheeks, however currently being overridden by his natural blushing. He projected the perfect image of a young girl maybe 8 years old. When he stopped in front of her, he looked down and just waited.

Reaching out and taking his hands in hers, she looked him over from head to toe, “Perfect!” she murmured, then after giving his hands a little squeeze of reassurance, put her hands on his hips and slowly turned him around. “You’re wearing all of it aren’t you?” she quietly asked as she felt the edge of the girls panties under the fabric and could see the faint outline of the training bra. Kenny just nodded that he was in response. Guiding him to sit on her leg, she pulled him in with her arm around him and softly kissed his still blushing cheek. “Well Kendra, you certainly surprised me, we could go out and NO ONE would ever suspect that you’re not the girl you appear to be. A VERY pretty girl I might add! I never looked that good when I was 8-10 years old!”

“Yes you did Susan, you were and still are one of the prettiest girls in our class!” Kenny replied firmly.

“Thank you for saying that Ken... Kendra, but I don’t see myself that way.”

“It’s true Susan, I see it every day at school! Boys are always watching you and jealous that you spend all your time with me and almost completely ignore them.”

“Well if you ever go out dressed like this, the young boys are going to be thinking the same as me, that you’re very pretty and someone they’d like to know.”

“THAT will never happen, I’d never go out in public like this... this is private and only for us! Truth, if you hadn’t asked me to dress-up, I wouldn’t have done it and thrown these clothes away. I have too many bad memories associated with this dress and the other’s too. Vicky spanked me too many times wearing them for me to have happy memories of them.”

Gently turning his face to look directly into his eyes, she softly kissed him and said, “That will never happen with me, I don’t plan on ever spanking you and even if I was forced to do that, it would not be dressed like you are now. No, Kendra is a special girl and she should never ever be spanked. Kendra should only be around for fun and happy times. Now can I ask you a question?”

“Of course! We promised to be totally honest with each other...”

“How would Kendra feel about it if I got her some new clothes with no bad memories tied to them, and asked her to visit a few times per year, maybe two or three times, to spend the day with me like a little sister? Only in private and just for us?”

“Kendra would love you just as much as Kenny does...” he quietly replied with tears in his eyes as his arms slipped around her neck and he softly kissed her. “Kendra would love a big sister...”

“Then that’s what we’ll do,” she replied kissing him soundly while her hand slid along the inside of his thigh and cupped his panty covered groin and finding his little member hard and stiff. “It seems our little girl is all excited over this,” she whispered in his ear as her hand rubbed him.

“She is... “ he whispered back kissing the side of her neck.

“Then I’d like to try something new for me and I know it will be new for you too,” she replied.

“Anything Susan, you know I trust you totally...”

Lifting him to stand, she reached under the dress and pulled his panties down and helped him step out of them, then had him sit on the couch and moved the dress out of the way, leaving him exposed as she knelt on the carpet and slowly stroked her hands up and down both legs, before leaning in and kissing his small pink sack giving it a lick, before then kissing all around his hairless pubic region, then capturing his small cock in her mouth and combined licking and sucking as his hips thrust up at her. Holding him down by the hips, she continued until she felt his body jerk in the familiar spasm of climax, but only extracted a few drops of fluid with her mouth. Finished, she leaned up over his body and kissed him before lowering the hem of the dress again.

“Wow! Suzy that was awesome!” he offered.

“Just another way we can have fun from now on sweetie,” she replied grinning as her hands were still sliding along the sides of his thighs under the skirt. Now let’s go find Kenny and we’ll pack up these dresses with the other clothes to go to charity. Kendra is getting new ones or maybe some nice skirts and tops rather than little girl dresses. She’s older now and should dress the part when she visits.”

“Agreed!” he said as she helped him up and then went to take off the clothes and wash his face.

****

Walking him back to his bedroom, Susan stopped him beside his bed and turned him to face her while holding him by his small shoulders. Leaning in, she gave him a good kiss then began undressing him, and stopping to fold each item of clothing as she removed it. “Why are you folding this stuff so carefully?” he asked as he just stood there.

She sat on the bed and pulled him onto her lap before answering as he sat there wearing just the training bra, panties and socks. “These clothes belonged to the Kendra who was punished wearing them and THAT little girl will never visit again. No, the Kendra who visits from now on will be a happy girl and one very much loved. I’m being careful with them because, they are going to charity and some lucky little girl who never met Kendra will get them and I don’t want them to be spoiled. She won’t know their history and hopefully they will make her a happy girl like Kendra used to be. Thinking about it, I think we’ll keep a couple of items... like the purse, makeup and your hair barrettes unless you don’t want them; maybe the shoes too... what do you think?”

“It’s the dresses that have the bad memories Susan... I never really minded the other stuff. They were Vicky’s and usually she just made me wear only the dresses when she punished me. The other stuff was mostly left over from back when it was for fun...”

“OK so the dresses and the underwear will all go and we’ll keep the accessories. No sense throwing everything away when some of it will still be useful and doesn’t have the bad memories associated with it.” She replied.

“Are... Are you really going to get me some other clothes?” he meekly asked.

“Yes, but not many... just enough for my little sister to visit when she wants to. We may even get some that are unisex, like shorts and tops that either a boy or girl would wear, then Kendra could visit in secret if she wanted to.” She replied.

Shortly they were finished packing up all the clothes going to charity and it was almost lunch time, so as Susan moved the bags and a couple of boxes to the area by the back door, so they could be loaded into his mother’s car, Kenny made them soup and sandwiches.

*****

About 1:00 they were finishing cleaning up around the house when the doorbell rang much to Kenny’s surprise. “Who could that be?” Kenny asked.

“Oh that’s probably Mary and Carol, we’d agreed to work on our homework together today and I told them I’d be here instead of at home...” Susan advised.

“Should... should I get dressed?” he asked with a worried voice.

“Why bother? Mary’s diapered you and is your backup babysitter and I know Carol’s seen you get your diaper changed a bunch of times at Middle School... Kenny, you’ve got nothing to be embarrassed about with girls seeing you naked, you know that and the girls won’t care regardless. We girls see little boys naked all the time and it’s really no big deal.”

“Yeah but it’s ME that’s naked,” he mumbled in reply.

“Go let them in and stop worrying about it. You know that little boys don’t have any need to be modest and you have a ‘little boy’ body. Now go!” she directed.

Kenny knew better than to argue and went to the front door and blushing cautiously opened it to find the two girls from his classes at school standing there. “Hi girls come on in; Susan just told me you were coming...” he offered.

Mary just smiled at him as she stepped around the door before looking directly at him. “Where’s your diaper Kenny? Was Sue changing you?”

“Hey you’re naked?” Carol said a little shocked at seeing him standing there in his birthday suit.

“Yeah... I am... I don’t wear a diaper here at home Mary except at night, so I can use the toilet normally,” he replied blushing very red, then faced Carol and said, “Hope me being undressed doesn’t bother you Carol... it... it’s just the way Susan has me here at home...”

“Hey stop that blushing Kenny,” Mary replied as she put her book bag down and have him a quick hug and kiss on the cheek. “It’s not like we haven’t seen you that way before. Remember WHO I learned to diaper on? YOU little guy and you’ve got nothing to be so embarrassed about!”

“No problem for me Kenny, I see little boys naked all the time babysitting,” Carol replied with a smile. “Can I give you a hug too? I love doing that with boys I like and you certainly are in that category!” Then she proceeded to hug him and like Mary gave him a kiss on the cheek. Her one hand however snuck down and also gave him a pat on the rear which he wasn’t expecting and caused a further blush.

“IN THE KITCHEN!” they heard Susan call out and Kenny still blushing led the girls in that direction. Once there Susan greeted the girls who started unpacking books and writing materials.

“What are we working on? So I can get my stuff?” Kenny asked.

“American History and Social Studies essays, both are due on Monday,” Susan replied and he just nodded and went to get his backpack with his school stuff.

Kenny was returning and around the corner in the hallway when he heard the girls talking and stopped to listen. “So you keep him naked here at home? That is so cool!” he heard Carol’s voice say.

“Yes he can feel when he needs to go and being naked, there’s nothing to slow him down getting to the toilet, he really only needs the diapers at night and well when out in public where there’s no guarantee of a toilet close.” Susan advised.

“I’d keep him naked all the time if it were up to me,” Mary replied, “He’s beautiful and just such a sweet boy and so submissive to us girls.”

“Yes he is and no poaching my boy Mary! You do know that it’s that drug Puericil that makes him even more submissive right? It’s also the reason he needs diapers. He’s in a small percentage of boys that it causes incontinence, but his mother and doctor keep him on it because of the other effects. To me it’s all a plus; I love him just the way he is, so I don’t have a problem with him being undersized and the whole delayed puberty thing.” Susan declared.

“I agree totally! If that drug makes boys act like Kenny, then I vote they all should take it! He’s just so nice to be around, none of that macho, alpha males shit!” Mary replied.

“You got that right!” Carol agreed, “But Kenny’s the only one in our school and from what I’ve read, there’s only two in the Middle school this year and still less than a couple dozen in the state. Life would be so much better if they put more boys on it. I’d love to have one like Kenny to take care of...”

At that point Kenny decided he couldn’t hide any longer or Susan would be looking for him, so he stepped around the corner and was met by three smiling girls. Susan patted the seat beside her and he took out his study materials and just said “OK what’s first?”

“American History,” Mary replied and they all started looking through their books to get the information needed for the essay.

After the first hour Kenny got the girls drinks but before returning to work, he made a dash to the bathroom, and was blushing when he returned. “Sorry for running, but I had to go...” he meekly explained.

“Better than a diaper,” Mary replied with a smile as she reached across the table and patted his hand.

“Yeah but not as much fun as changing him,” Carol said with a chuckle.

“True, but then he’s much happier without them,” Mary replied.

“You got that right!” Kenny said with a grimace, “It’s bad enough being so little compared to everyone else; but the diapers really suck!”

Lifting him onto her lap, Susan just cuddled him and kissed the side of his head, “But being so little, gets you cuddled like this and I happen to know how much you love this part.”

“Yeah well that’s one of the few plus’s to the whole thing,” he mumbled as he shifted a little to press against her more.

Both the girls watching him on Susan’s lap, just sighed and smiled at the scene, wishing they were the ones getting to cuddle him.

About an hour later after they’d returned to their work, Kenny put his pen down and said, “That’s it for me, I’m done. How about you girls?”

“Me too,” Carol replied as she closed her book and started stuffing her papers and books back into her backpack.

<sigh> “About another 30 minutes and I’ll be finished,” Mary replied.

“About the same, but I’ll need to recopy my history essay. I slopped some coke on it and the ink ran,” Susan advised.

“OK well how about you and I go sit in the living room and let them finish up without us,” Carol suggested. “That way we won’t be bothering them and they can get done faster.”

“Yeah OK with me,” he replied as he got up and picked up his backpack to return it to his room.

When he came back, he found Carol sitting on the sofa and she motioned for him to come over to her. “Sit with me and we can talk quietly while the girls are working,” she suggested. When he got within reach, she took hold of his hand and guided him to sit on her lap and smiled when he offered no resistance. Gently circling his body with her arms, she gave him a brief hug and helped him settle against her body. “Comfy?” she asked smiling down at him.

“Yeah this feels good...” he replied blushing.

“Well I really like it,” she said kissing the side of his head, “I love holding boys like this when I babysit them and all of them seem to like it too.”

“Do you babysit many boys? How old are they? How often? Sorry Carol... I know it’s none of my business...”

<laugh> “Stop that Kenny, it’s not a secret or anything... Let me see, I look after about a dozen boys off and on, but 7 of them with some regularity. The most frequent are two brothers and one of them is 8 and his brother is 11 and about your size. But the other’s are as young as 2 and as old as 13 and mostly don’t have any brothers or sisters, but two have younger sisters. How often? I’m usually babysitting at least two evenings per week, more in the summer or during school breaks where the kids are at home while their parents work.”

“Sounds like you’ve got lots of experience? Do you mind if I ask when you started?”

<chuckle> “Experience? Tons of it and I started babysitting when I was 11, why do you ask? Lots of girls start babysitting about that age.”

“Just curious... Vicky started babysitting me when she and I were 10... What’s the oldest boy you’ve babysat?”

“Sixteen and it was last month.”

“But... But he’s older than you? Wasn’t that kind of strange for him to have a girl younger as his babysitter?”

“Yes he’s a year older than us, but his parents didn’t trust him at home alone, so... they hired me to look after him and keep him out of trouble.”

“Did he behave himself? Didn’t he object?”

“Oh he certainly objected, but since his parents made sure he knew I had spanking rights over him, he was mostly well behaved. The only time he acted up was when I supervised his bath. But a couple of swats to his wet butt and other than him being embarrassed, no more problems.”

“You actually spanked an older boy?”

“Not really a spanking... just a couple of swats with my hand to get his attention and cause him to behave. That let him know that I really WOULD spank him if he didn’t settle down.”

“Do I know him?”

“Yes but I’m not going to tell you who it was. He’s embarrassed enough that his parents made him have a babysitter at his age and there’s no reason to cause him further embarrassment.”

“OK, I understand and won’t ask... Carol that tells me you’re a very caring girl, that you don’t want to cause him more embarrassment. Some girls aren’t like that and would use it to blackmail the boy...”

“I’m not like that Kenny, I’d never do that to any boy; I like boys too much and love taking care of them.”

“I know, I can tell you like boys just by how you’ve been holding me and stroking my body... You wouldn’t be so gentle with me if you didn’t like taking care of boys...”

“Sorry... I didn’t realize I’d been doing that,” she replied looking down and saw her free hand stroking his side, back, butt and along his thigh. Then lifted her hand and blushed.

“Don’t be embarrassed like that Carol, I liked it or I would have said something sooner... I realized you weren’t thinking about it... Susan does the same things without thinking, I guess it’s a natural reflex kind of thing and it felt nice.”

“Well you’re right I wasn’t doing it intentionally, but to be honest, you’re body feels really nice to touch and I didn’t even realize I was doing it. You really don’t mind? Your skin is so soft and smooth, almost hairless and it feels like velvet or silk, it’s really nice...”

“Mind? Why would I mind when you’re doing something that makes us both feel good? Oh...” he groaned as her hand cupped his groin and started gently massaging his balls as her wrist lay over his cock which was quickly responding.

“Careful with his little balls Carol, I don’t want them damaged,” they heard Susan say with a snicker, causing the girl to immediately stop and lift her hand.

“I’d never hurt him Sue, I hope you know that, but I just love the feel of his body and he wasn’t objecting...” She said with a very red blush on her face.

“No need to be embarrassed Carol, and yes his body is wonderful to touch,” Susan said as she leaned over him and picked him up from Carol’s lap. Kenny just wrapped his arms and legs around her as she stood holding him like a toddler before sitting down beside the other girl with the boy still tightly wrapped in her arms as he lay his head on her shoulder and totally relaxed against her.

“Something you need to know about Kenny that makes him different from other boys you take care of Carol is that he can’t say no to a girl or woman in charge of him unless you’re hurting him. So of course he didn’t object or make any move to stop you handling his body.”

“What do you mean he can’t say no?”

“OK well Mary already know this, but no one explained it to you. You know he’s on a drug called Puericil and it’s the reason he needs diapers right?”

“Yeah all the girls in our class know that. It’s why he was the class baby in middle school...”

“Correct. Now they also know about the delayed puberty and that he’s very submissive, but don’t realize that the submissive part is a result of the drug. It makes him submissive to ALL women, girls and anyone in authority over him. So unless you’re hurting him or about to, he’s incapable of saying ‘NO’ to anyone controlling him physically. It’s one of the primary reasons he’s exempt from physical education classes, since they wouldn’t do any good in developing muscle mass. In addition to his small size which would lead to him being a target for bullying. If hormonal boys got their hands on him, they could force him into sexual submission and abuse him.” Feeling his body tremble against her, she stroked his back, kissed his cheek and softly said, “Easy Kenny, THAT will never happen, I’ll never allow you to be in that position for it to happen.”

“I had no idea Susan... I just asked him to sit on my lap and he allowed me to place him there.”

“Of course he did. You’re a female and absent some indication you were going to hurt him physically, he allowed you to take control of his body. He’d be the same with any female, it’s the drug’s effect.”

“So that’s why you stomped on the whole ‘class baby’ thing and keep other girls away from him mostly?”

“Absolutely! I’m responsible for him and have to protect him when he’s unable to do it himself!”

“But you let me bring him in here and be alone with him...”

“Because I know you very well and how much you love taking care of boys and would never hurt one intentionally. I knew Kenny was safe with you, or I would not have allowed it.” Susan replied firmly.

“OK, well for what it’s worth, if you ever need another backup babysitter for him, I’d love to take care of him and I’d never abuse him.”

Lifting him and repositioning him on her lap sideways so she could see him before responding, she lifted his chin and looked directly into his eyes, “Kenny, would you be ok with Carol being a backup babysitter for you?”

Blushing, he looked back and forth between the two girls before replying. “As long as it’s as a backup Susan, like Mary is... I really don’t want anyone but you but if I have to have someone else, then both Mary and Carol are ok with me... Neither have ever been mean to me and both are very gentle and caring in handling me, so yeah I’d be ok with it.”

“There you have it Carol, you’re now an approved backup babysitter for my little Kenny here.” Susan said with a smile.

“Can I have him back long enough for a nice hug and kiss?” Carol asked.

Kenny didn’t say anything, he just crawled over onto her lap from Susan’s and was greeted with a tight hug and kiss. “Thank you for trusting me Kenny, I promise to always be really good to you if I’m in charge of you.”

“You don’t need to thank me Carol, you’ve always been nice to me and I trust you,” he replied and gave her a kiss of his own.

“Hey where’s MY hug and kiss?” Mary said from the doorway. “I leave him alone with another girl and suddenly he’s giving out hugs and kisses and I didn’t get any!” she said laughing.

Jumping up off Carol’s lap, he ran over and wrapped Mary in a hug and leaned up as she lowered her head enough for him to kiss her. “Hmmmm now that’s much better, I love Kenny’s kisses!” she said with a smile and led him back to the couch, where he crawled up on Susan’s lap, where she sat between the other two girls and was immediately cuddled.

(End of File)