Too Old to be Young - Chapter 17 – Part 2 of 2

Too Old to be Young

By Karen Singer

 

Chapter 17 – Part 2 of 2

 

Jim looked at the clock.  A quarter to three.  He had finished lunch a little while ago.  A much later lunch than he usually ate.  What time would Jackie show up to change him?  He wasn’t sure.  He was sure though that despite how wet he thought he was, with the super bulk of diapers he was wearing, he didn’t feel like he needed changing yet.  Besides, he hadn’t peed that much today.  But as he looked at the clock, he knew without a doubt that despite his diapers not being too wet, he was absolutely going to need a diaper change before long.  It wasn’t the wetting that was going to be his problem.  It was going to be a problem of a much messier nature.  Not to mention smellier.

He briefly wondered how nasty the smell would be being confined inside two of his nighttime diapers.  Not that he cared about that so much.  He just knew that since he was still doing everything possible to not hold back on his peeing and pooping, it was going to come out of him before too long.

Ten minutes later, he couldn’t concentrate on anything but the impending feeling of knowing he was going to mess his diaper.  He stood in front of the crack between the curtains on his back window and stared out at the yard behind his house, seeing it, but not seeing it.  He was doing everything possible to not tighten his muscles at all and just let it all happen naturally.  He’d had a bit of practice with it now.  Every single day lately.  The familiar pressure built, and before long, he could feel the mess sliding out of his backside, slowly at first, then faster for a moment until it slowed way down as it hit his diaper and nearly stopped.  But the mess was going to come out of him one way or another and the diaper was only a minor impediment to for it.  Faster and faster, he felt it all coming out, moving around, dropping down as gravity took hold of the worst of it.  He could feel it pressing against his backside, and he could fee it in the bottom of his diaper. 

He stood there, not only unwilling to move, but unable to move.  How bad was it this time?  It had felt like a lot.  It had all come out of him easier this time too.  Of course, with the thickness of the two nighttime diapers keeping his legs further apart, maybe that had a tiny bit to do with it too.

With the entire experience now over with, he finally pulled himself together and turned awkwardly around, being careful with the way he moved because of the huge mess he was now wearing.  He looked at the clock again.  What time was Jackie going to come and finally change him?  She had come over to change him earlier, but hadn’t because he had been sleeping.  Hopefully, now she would come sooner rather than later.  So what time was it going to be?  How much longer?

He didn’t walk.  He couldn’t.  He waddled instead, slowly and carefully around his living room for a while, often stopping to stare out the crack between the curtains.  He walked to his office, his bedroom, his kitchen, and back to his living room.  No Jackie.  No change yet.  It felt like he had been walking around his house forever!  He was getting tired of it.  He remembered sitting down in the mess yesterday.  In his recliner, it hadn’t been a real problem.  He also remembered sitting in the mess yesterday at his desk.  That had been…uncomfortable but interesting as well.

Remarkably, the entire situation was keeping him very turned on.  He had purposely not gotten himself off earlier so he could enjoy it all…and he had.  Now, thoughts of humping his bed ran through his head again.  He gingerly headed back to his bedroom.  He started to climb up on his bed so he could start humping, then he stopped himself again.  He didn’t know when Jackie would show up to change him.  Hopefully it would be soon.  What if she showed up while he was trying to hump his bed?  He’d much rather she didn’t see him doing that.  Darn! 

He turned and left the bedroom.  What was he going to do?  He supposed he could sit in his recliner and read again like he had done yesterday, but the truth was, he was now too turned on to read anything but fun stuff.  He headed for his desk instead.  Most of the mess inside his diaper was now in his crotch.  The thickness of the diapers were keeping his legs splayed wider than usual, and he now had even more reason to not close his legs.  As he sat down in his desk chair, he could still feel some of the mess squishing down and spreading out over his backside.  Yuck!  He couldn’t help it, the fact that this is exactly what he had asked Jackie to do to him, oddly enough, was keeping him very turned on.

He turned his attention to his computer.  Did he want to read something interesting?  But he was too turned on for that.  All he really wanted to do was to hump his bed – finally!  But he dared not do that in case Jackie showed up – soon!  So what did he want to do?  Not knowing, and not wanting to move around much, he pulled up the hypnotic files and started with the first one.  Only one at a time this time.  And hopefully, he wouldn’t fall asleep again.  After sleeping so long earlier, he could see no possibility of that happening at all.

When was Jackie going to get there?  He needed changing…and as soon she left, he needed relief!

One file.  Two files.  Which one was better?  They were both…okay.  He listened to the third.  Where the hell was Jackie?  He made small notes about each file he had listened to already.  He played a fourth file, then deleted it.  Terrible!  Where was Jackie.  He checked the time.  She had to be there soon.  He played two more files, deleting one of them.  Where was Jackie?  It was dinner time, and he was getting hungry.

He got up from his desk and waddled slowly and carefully out to his kitchen.  Where was that blasted woman?  Damn her!  He needed changing, not to mention a very good shower now.  He had been stuck in messy, smelly diapers for hours now.  Fortunately, with the two super thick diapers he was wearing along with everything else he was literally trapped in, he couldn’t smell it that much.  Fortunately!  Where was that blasted woman?

He finally grabbed his cellphone and called her.

“Hello?  Jim?” Jackie’s voice came over his phone.

Was she laughing?  Jim wasn’t sure.  “Jackie,” he said.  “When are you going to change me?  I need a shower badly.  I have for a long time now.”  And then he was heard it for sure.  There was no missing it.  The damn woman was laughing at him.  Ugh!

“Oh Jim,” Jackie laughed.  “Sorry, but I’m not changing you today.  Maybe at bedtime, but not until then.  Maybe!”

“What?  But I’m messy!  Disgustingly messy!  I need to be changed.”

“Not today,” Jackie laughed.  “I know those two super thick diapers can hold a lot.  So since you’re enjoying yourself so much with them today, I thought I’d let you enjoy them as long as possible.  Have fun today Jim.  See you at bedtime.  Bye-bye!”

Jim was suddenly holding his phone to his ear, with nobody on the other end.  One thing had come through perfectly clear.  She wasn’t going to change him.  Not until bedtime…and maybe not even then.  And with his onesie locked on, there was no way he could do one single thing about it.  He was stuck!  Stuck in his diapers.  Stuck in the mess inside his diapers.  Stuck in all the pee in his messy diapers.  Stuck in his bra and his white tights.  Stuck in his locked on little girl shoes.  Stuck in all of it!  Stuck!

He put his phone down and waddled straight to the bedroom.  He climbed up on the bed and began humping for all he was worth.  Forget the mess in his diapers.  Tough shit if it got all over the place.  He needed this!  He humped as hard as he could for almost five minutes before he stopped and slammed his fist against his pillow.  Damn it!  Damn it!  Damn it!  His diapers were so thick he could hardly get enough pressure against his cock to do anything.  The thickness of his wet and messy diapers were literally preventing him from getting any release.  He desperately humped slower now, still trying for anything he could get.  He tried bunching a pillow up and putting that between his legs to hump.  No luck.  In fact, it made it worse.  He looked around the room for anything he could put between his legs to try and hump and didn’t see a single thing.  He literally growled his frustration.  Damn that woman!  What had she done to him?”

After twenty minutes of desperate trying with absolutely no results, he gave up.  For all the good it had done him, he might as well have been locked up in that damn chastity devise again.  No!  Not that!

As he waddled his way slowly toward the kitchen to make himself some dinner.  He could feel that the mess inside his diaper was now literally everywhere.  Front and back.  Fortunately, it was all still inside the diaper.  He hoped.  And the worst part was, there wasn’t a damn thing he could do about it.  He glanced at the clock again.  How long until Jackie came to change him at bedtime?  Hours!  What was he going to do?  With a sigh, he realized that there was only one thing he could do.  Endure it all.  He had no choice.  Once again, he remembered that no choice was exactly the thing that he had asked Jackie to do to him in the first place.  No choice.  Endure whatever she threw at him.

In the kitchen, he started a fresh pot of coffee, then searched his refrigerator for something he felt like eating.  Eating wasn’t what he wanted to do, even though he was getting hungry.  Humping his bed and getting off was what he wanted.  Unfortunately, it seemed he couldn’t manage that just then.  He was stuck making dinner for himself.  Eating that dinner.

And enduring what Jackie had done to him. 

Damn, he needed some relief!