My Diapered Life Begins Again Scene 12

I started play with the toddler toys having more fun than I can remember. I was playing with my brothers Thomas train set for what I thought was a short time. I looked up to see I had less than an hour to get cleaned up because mom would be home. I ran to the changing table and removed my bloated diaper and put it in the diaper pail. I quickly ran to take a quick shower and get dressed in big boy clothes in record time. I ran around the house checking the house make sure there was nothing out of place. I emptied the diaper pail with three diapers in it the one I pooped in and one I peed in and my nighttime Pull-up. I did not want mom to see the used diapers because Timmy and Billy have not used any. The only diapers in it were mine.
A few minutes after I put the diaper pail back in place I went to get a drink. My mom and brothers walked in the house. I was lucky everything was in its proper place. I was getting a drink of water and mom smiled with a big smile and asked me how my day was. She asked me what I did all day long. I told her just played with the Lego’s and Knex. I played some Xbox games just hung around.
By the third day I was wetting my diapers almost without realizing that I was wetting. Sense I was wearing diaper it was OK all I had to do was change my diaper when I had time later. I had to make sure not to wet like this while wearing my underwear. I did not want to have an accident in front of my brothers or mom.
I was not too worried because I have not wet my pants by accident in front of mom in many months. I knew I could control myself well enough to prevent a baby thing like that from happening in front of my family I was a big boy almost a teenager not a pants wetting baby. Timmy was getting good at not having accident he use only one Pull-up all day and was dry all night. He has been dry every morning all this week and last month when I woke him in the morning. He has not poop in his pants during the daytime in over two months from what mom told me. She was very proud of her big boy Timmy.
Friday came and I had the best time so far I wet eight diapers and messed in three. I used nine daytime diapers and one nap diaper. I was very proud of what I could do. I did not care how many diapers I used now because mom had just brought home two more large cases of size 6 diapers Huggies and a box of size 7 Pampers. There had to be 500 or more diapers in the house. I could not figure out why she has bought so many diapers because Timmy was out of diapers using Pull-ups most of the time. He was almost totally potty trained and Billy has stopped wetting his bed. He is going to sleep without protection for the first time tonight.
I never gave it another though as I changed out of my last wet diaper of the day into my big boy underwear. I emptied the heavy diaper pail and cleaned it out. I placed it back in the nursery and went to the living room to play on the computer. Mom walk in the house a few minutes alter I was playing Call of Duty.
That was a close call I almost got caught with a full diaper pail and she would ask where all the used diapers came from. I knew I could not blame the diapers on Billy or Timmy even though she had started a new rule yesterday about pants wetting accidents. If you wet your pants or Pull-up you will need to wear nothing but a diaper for the rest of the day and the following day too.
She wanted to cause competition between Billy and Timmy to get them to stop wetting their pants. She kept saying pants wetter’s need to be diapered no matter how old they are. That would help Billy being almost six years old to pay more attention to his potty needs and stop having accidents. Timmy would try even harder to get big boy underwear to be more like his big brothers.
When mom walked in the house she was alone she told me Timmy and Billy was at grandmas house for the weekend she had to do some things this weekend. She told me to continue to play or do something while she fixed dinner. She had dinner ready about a half hour later. I was on still on the computer playing Call of Duty again. I guess I was getting into the game and when mom walked in the room she saw me sitting in front of the computer with wet pants on.
I did not realize it but I wet my pants while playing the game. Mom was not mad at be like I thought she would be. Mom gently grabbed my hand and led me to a monitor in her room. She started a short video for me to watch.