Tiffany's Playmate

[Mary Beth Sanford]

Tiffany's Playmate

"Honey, when you're done with your bath come into my room. I want to talk with you," Bobby's mother said passing the bathroom. Bobby was in his bath.

"OK mom," Bobby yelled back through the door. It wasn't what his mother said but the tone that worried him before he added, "almost done, but my pajamas are on my bed."

"No hurry, but leave your pajamas for now," Bobby's mother said. That tone again, Bobby mused.

Bobby knew what she wanted to talk about and he also knew why he didn't need his pajamas. Diapers! She was going to do it. She had been giving warnings all week. Not warnings he decided but hints. Hints that if his bed wetting didn't stop soon, he'd have to go back into diapers. After his doctor visit and the lab test there were no more excuses left.

"What's up," Bobby said with foreboding.

"I think you know," Rose said. She was sitting at the edge of her bed.

"My bed wetting," Bobby said with reluctance and then added, "and diapers, right?"

"Right," Rose said before adding, "It's been nearly a month and you've wet every night and I've washed everyday, sometimes twice because of the blankets. Honey, I know what this means to you but let's do this. Look, let's do it for no other reason than it means you wake up dry in the mornings."

"Dry like a baby is dry in the mornings," Bobby said with a touch of anger mixed with sarcasm. Bobby knew his stand against going back into diapers wasn't logical but the thought of being diapered like a baby turned his frustration into anger and the only one he could direct it at was his mother adding after he paused and before his mother responded, "it's not your fault mom, it's mine."

"It's not anyone's fault honey. Statistically, and I just read this, it's still three to five percent of boys your age that wet their beds and don't forget you've been just as traumatized as I have over your father's outburst so hold the blame. Seriously, I don't care why you wet the bed, only that you're wetting it. That's the only reason to put you back into diapers so never ever consider it punishment," Rose said stroking Bobby's wet hair with a finger.

"So now what," Bobby asked. He hadn't seen anything even suggesting his mother was planning on diapering him but there was that "leave your pajamas for now" statement she'd made.

"OK, so, we're both agreed that you should wear diapers to bed," Rose asked.

"Agreed," Bobby said after pausing.

"Thank you for making this easier," Rose said.

"Like I said, it's not your fault," Bobby added.

"And it's not yours either. Now then, I've done some research and diapers for someone your age are a little more difficult to obtain. You're not an adult size yet but your also not a child's size. You're more like a Tween Size as Monica put it," Rose said.

"Tween? You mean teen don't you," Bobby asked.

"Not really. I actually meant Tween. Listen, you know Monica and her girl's Tiffany and Barbie," Rose asked.

"Yes, why," Bobby asked and just to make sure added, "you're talking about Tiffany in my class? Right?"

"Yes," Rose said and added, "well, it seems that Barbie still wets the bed or did. I'm not sure to be honest with you because I didn't press. Anyway, Monica kept Barbie in diapers till just a couple of years ago which is when she had her surgery. As it happens, Monica also kept those diapers and the covers. Fortunately she confirmed that with me, and this very morning she brought them over."

"Wait, are you saying I'm going to be wearing Barbie's diapers? And those covers you're talking about are baby pants, right," Bobby said.

"They are Barbie's diapers, and while the pants can be called baby pants, Monica called them waterproof pants or diaper covers," Rose added.

"Girl's diapers," Bobby added.

"Diapers are diapers and yes, these have thicker centers, but it doesn't necessarily mean they are strictly for girl's. Honey, I'm trying to save a little money here. I've priced diapers big enough to fit you and they are at least $20 dollars apiece. Some more. A dozen would run us well over a hundred dollars. Monica has offered them for free," Rose said.

"If these can be used for both boys and girls then what do you mean thicker centers? That's a girl thing right," Bobby said. He wanted to add that the thicker centers was because girls went pee in the centers but he knew his mother would know what he meant.

"True enough and the worse case, that is if these diapers don't work well, means simply adding a soaker. In fact, lets do that - add a soaker and if it looks like the diapers alone will work we'll cut back to just the diaper," Rose said and added, "I think you made a good point and Monica gave me nearly all of the diapers, inserts and pants."

"I suppose so," Bobby said cursing his big mouth. Had he not said anything he'd be wearing just the diaper. Now he was going to be padded even more.

"Ready," Rose asked.

"Ready? Are you saying you've got them here," Bobby asked.

"Of course. That's why I asked you to wait on your pajamas. In fact, you may not even be able to put your bottoms on with this stuff. Anyway, I'm going to shut the light and just use the nightlight," Rose added.

"Why," Bobby asked as he became alarmed.

"OK, now don't panic, but when Monica made Barbie's night things she used threads and other sewing elements more appropriate for girls. I just thought that with the room a little darker it would be harder to see and, of course, less of a conflict," Rose said.

"Mom! What does those words 'other elements' really mean," Bobby asked.

"Bobby, it's going to be OK. Look honey, only you and I are going to see these things and you don't really have to if you leave the lights out. As to your question it's the color of the diaper, which is pink, and there are small ruffles and a bow on the pants," Rose said and then quickly added, "it's for one night at the most. Monica told me she had two boxes for Barbie's night things with one of them the fancy stuff. All she found was the fancy stuff so far."

"I'm going to be wearing a pink diaper... No, let me be more specific: I'm going to be wearing a girl's diaper dyed pink under PANTIES with ruffles? Mom, are you nuts," Bobby yelled.

"That's enough of that. Look, it's not a perfect situation but like I said, it's for a day at most. Monica promised she would look for the other box. Now please lets get this over with," Rose said as she stood and moved to shut off the light.

"Don't I have a say in this," Bobby asked in desperation.

"No," Rose added as the light went out. In the dark the automatic on feature of the nightlight turned it on and brought things back into perspective as Rose went into her bathroom. She came out with objects in her hand and Bobby guessed it was the diaper and pants. His mother was at least right about not seeing the details and Bobby made an attempt to relax a little.

"Okay, I've got two of the panties:  One with pink ruffles over white nylon or white ruffles over pink nylon," Rose asked and added, "I didn't think it matter much but a choice is at least a choice."

"Oh thank you. How nice that you let me chose my girl baby panties. Gosh, let me think about this? If I go with the white I get pink ruffles on my bottom, but if I go with the pink panty with white ruffles there is more pink - right? I mean with more pink my panties would match the diaper better," Bobby said.

"That was my thinking," Rose said in her own sarcastic tone before adding, "either way you chose you've got cute little ruffles across your bottom. Look Bobby, I didn't create this situation and I don't like it any better than you do but at least we've got the makings of a solution and again, Monica is looking for the plainner stuff, OK?"

"Fine, then you pick," Bobby said in frustration.

"OK, let's get this over with," Rose said as she spread something on the bed. Bobby wasn't sure if it was the first diaper or a changing pad because it was rectangle.

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Bobby held his comments and moved to the bed just as his mother lifted and shook out another shape. That one was clearly a diaper because the shadow was shaped like an hourglass. There was a brief moment as Bobby's mother took a second to fold what Bobby guessed was the soaker making him again curse his big mouth.

"All set. Just climb over it and try not to move the diapers," Rose said as she scooted left on the bed for Bobby's access.

Bobby decided his protest would go unheeded and comments would only illicit more comments and Bobby suddenly wanted this over quickly. Bobby climbed onto the bed using his hands and knees till he hovered over the diapers. Deftly he moved to roll himself so his bottom was above the diapers and then gently he lowered.

The soaker, folded in thirds gathered instantly into an uncomfortable pressure between his bottom cheeks pushing itself to spread them a little. When he laid down the diapers pushed back some and when Bobby spread his legs, hoping to keep his mother from asking, the diaper and soaker puffed up slightly between his thighs.

Bobby's mother instantly took hold of the open diapers right at the edge and tugged on them which almost made Bobby raise himself till he understood it as a gesture just to remove the wrinkles. The next step came as his mother lifted the diaper almost straight up before tugging it from side to side. That movement made his testicles settle into the soft folds and feeling that was definitely unnerving.

As Bobby thought of that his mother bent to retrieve the Johnson and Johnson's Baby Powder and a second later Bobby felt the cool powder hitting his skin. He could also smell the talc-um and perfumed powder that always suggested "baby" all the times before this. His mother sometimes used baby powder after her bath and it always made him think of cute, pink, squeaky clean babies.  Now it was him smelling like that.

I'm a damn baby, Bobby thought as his mother stopped shaking the powder and again tugged on the diapers. She laid the diapers straight over him thankfully allowing an erection that instantly started at the touch of the diapers to be covered. Bobby was sure his mother would notice his hard-on even in the dark but there was nothing he could do about it.

Bobby's mother opened the diaper pins and pinned the furthest side first then the second causing the diaper to remain fairly loose around his crouch but grow snug around his waste and edge of his leg. As his mother closed the second diaper pin Bobby wondered over the color. With his luck, he mused, they would no doubt be pink.

"Help me honey and lift your feet," Rose said after bending to pick up the panties.

"Which ones," Bobby asked.

"What," Rose answered.

"Which panties," Bobby asked.

"Honey, I'm not sure. Does it matter," Rose asked.

"No! I was just wondering is all," Bobby said defensively.

"I can turn the light back on," Rose said.

"NO! I was just wondering OK," Bobby said and then added, "doesn't it bother you a little."

"Of course it does, but it can't be helped. Besides, if it makes you feel any better, you wore ruffled panties under an adorable little dress and bonnet one Halloween more than a few times so think of these as just another costume," Rose said.

"Wait?  What? You dressed me as a girl? When," Bobby asked shocked.

"Oh stop, you were what? 18 months or so. I dressed you like that to take you trick or treating. You were adorable and besides, you never said a word about it," Rose said snickering as she guided the panties over Bobby's feet. She had chosen the pink panties with the white ruffles so they matched his diaper and diaper pins.

"It just gets worse," Bobby said but with less panic in his voice.

"No, it's better, much better," Rose said as she tugged the panties along Bobby's lower legs.

"How is this better," Bobby asked.

"Think about it?  No slip, dress or bonnet," Rose said making it sound regrettable.

"Sorry I said anything," Bobby said lifting his legs for the panties.  It made the diaper move and the sensation of it rubbing over him caused an erection. The panties rustled a tiny bit as his mother tugged them on. The fact that the diapers and now those panties fit made him suddenly wonder over the size of Barbie's other clothes. Bobby had noticed but had never registered how big Barbie was or put another way how small Bobby was.

"It's OK, and there we go," Rose said with a final tug at Bobby's back before adding, "I'm guessing you'll go straight from here to bed, right?"

Uh, you think? I mean yes mother, I'm going right to bed if you don't mind," Bobby said.

"OK. I'll clean this mess up and then tomorrow I'll make sure to call Monica while you're at school.

"Fine," Bobby said as he rolled to his side to sit his feet on the floor. His hand came against the panties nylon and a ruffled touched his finger as Bobby sat to push off from her bed. He dreaded standing even in the dark and his reluctance was rewarded with the mass forming between his legs. There was a hint of the silky nylon as he moved.

When he began walking to make his way to the hall the satiny panties slid easily between his thighs. Bobby could feel the mass of the diapers at his back and was sure his butt was swinging to and fro as he walked. The hall light was already out but the bathroom light was on and the door ajar as Bobby reached his room. He opened the door but left the light off as he made his way to bed. Trouble was his closet had mirrored doors and there was more than enough light from the bathroom to give Bobby all the detail he needed.

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He'd been naked except for the towel when he went into his mother's room and now all he wore was the two diapers and those ruffled baby pants. It was worse than he'd imagined. First his bottom went out way too far and under the ruffles it puffed just as much before disappearing between his thighs. As to those ruffles there were five delicate layers of lacy sheer ruffles growing from the just above the very bottom to just an inch below his waist and all the way across his bottom. The panties shimmered pink in the light, the lace white and when Bobby turned as far as he could to see he caught the cut satiny bow.

Bobby took another moment to see what color his diaper pins were and just as he'd thought, pink. Pink diaper pins and suddenly he caught sight of an image or the very edge of an image. His diaper was pink but not plain when he lowered the waist of his ruffled panties. There before him, reversed in the mirror was a two inch high white teddy bear applique within a pink shaped ribbon heart. They were smooth to the touch but shimmered in the light suggesting silk threads as Bobby quickly brought his panties back up.

It was unnerving yet not as he ran his hands over the smooth front of the panties. The silky layer moved easily over the soft plastic layer and even through the thickness of his two diapers he could feel that sense of touch. He quickly ran his hands over the bottom and then hearing his mother's foot steps in the hall dove for the his bed and the safety of his covers. His heart was still racing when his mother came into the room and to his bed before bending to kiss his forehead.

"It will get better," Rose said softly.

"I hope," Bobby answered.

Bobby's mother closed his light, pulled the door closed and made her way to the kitchen. She tapped out Monica's number and waited through the ringing.

"Hello," Monica said.

"It's done," Rose answered and added, "I went with the pink panties with the white lace."

"Excellent choice. Can't ever go wrong with pink," Monica answered.

"And you think this will stop his bed wetting," Rose asked.

"Worked on a nephew and a neighbor," Monica said.

"Well, I can't thank you enough and besides, even if his bed wetting continues I get to dress him as a girl again," Rose said and added, "just wish I could have added the dress or at least one of the frilly tops."

"Don't count those out. That nephew I told you about, he did stop wetting his bed but he still sleeps in his girly diapers and sissy panties and a little dress to run around in. Honey, it's like I said when we first talked, there is nothing better than a little pink and frilly for attitude. Besides, you don't have to stop the herbs if you don't want to and till those stop the bed wetting will continue," Monica said with a slight laugh.

"I'll think about that. Meanwhile I've got to chose what to put him in tomorrow night after you can't find the other box," Rose said.

"As to that," Monica said and added, "I'll call you about five."

"Five it is," Rose said and added, "and thank you again. I'd rather have the makings of a sissy than that boy with the attitude."

"My pleasure," Monica said hanging up the phone before adding, "Tiffany honey, your playmate began his training tonight."

[Rufffles]

Great story please continue

[JamieBoyBoy]

Oh... my.

This is awesome. It's got a particular kind of insidiousness I like... loving, yet crazy-coo-coo applications of trickery and medicaments to bring a lad into regressive lassitude.

I am really looking forward to more on this.

Mary Beth, you have outdone yourself. All your writing is of high technical and stylistic quality, but this one just is hitting some personal buttons that you don't usually poke at. They tickle. Don't stop that! :).

Thanks for writing for us, M. Sanford.

[sissybaby34]

To the last three members who all are very new to this site. Mary Beth has been over the years a prolific contributor of stories and drawings on this topic. Sadly we have not seen anything new from her in a very long time. The story above is 3 years old now. As I understand it she had failing health, I am not sure if indeed she is still with us.
   If you go to Betty's main page you will find an archive of Mary Beths old site that has been restored by Betty.Here is a link to it,  http://buffalobetties.com/archives/www.marybethsanford.com/index.html
 In its day, and even now one of the best places on the web for our subject.   

[Betty]

Her last post here was the last part of her story, "Breaking and Entering" in February 2020.
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