Back to being the baby of the family

Chapter 7
Day out

Chapter Description: Sam is in for the worst

I woke up the next mourning stretching out my little arms and legs. It took me a moment to register what I was feeling, but it soon became apparent, I was wet. I leaped out of bed as if I had just been electrocuted. Right as I was pulling my blankets off my bed my mom opened the door to quite a scene. There I was standing there in only some childish underwear that were evidently soaked as I tried to pull my wet sheets off my bed. I couldn’t take it and just collapsed on the floor breaking down into tears. My mom knelt down next to me hugging me saying "It’s okay. The doctor said this might happen. Go take a shower and put on some dry clothes while I clean this up. I’ll call in sick for work today."

I couldn’t even say anything as I walked out of the room and into the bathroom. In the bathroom mirror I saw that I looked even younger than yesterday. I looked like I was either 6 or 7 years old. My eyes were red from crying. I turned on the shower and hopped in. The water felt nice on my skin. I looked down at my legs and could see that around my crouch was red from being in pee soaked underwear all night.

When I was finishing up my shower my mom came in the bathroom saying "Your sheets are in the washer. Here I brought you some clothes. Ill just set them down here on the counter."

"Thanks mom." I replied.

When she left the bathroom I grabbed a towel and dried off. My mom always had baby powder on the counter for chafing and for deodorant. I took some and put it on my hand and then rubbed it between my legs and on any of the red spots. After that I put on the clothes that my mom left out for me. A pair of what looked like smaller underwear with a spider man design on them, as well as a pair of small jeans and a plain blue t-shirt.

In the kitchen my mom was making breakfast as my brother was rushing out the door. "I made some french toast sweetie." she said as she saw me.

"Thanks." I said a little taken aback by how she was treating everything like it was perfectly normal. As if I wasn’t 18 years old a few days ago and now I am a bed wetting 6 year old. I took a plate with some french toast on it and went out to the living room. My mom brought me out a glass of orange juice.

"I was thinking since I took the day off we could do something fun today." She said with a smile on her face as I shoveled my face full of the french toast. I don’t know why but for some reason they tasted really good on that particular mourning.

"Like what?" I asked taking a break from eating.

"I don’t know. We could go to a movie or we could go to the park or something. It’s up to you."

"Sure we could go to the movies. Ill look some up."

"Okay just let me know what movie. I think that Zootopia movie is out."

"No that comes out next month I’m pretty sure. Besides that’s a kids movie. How bout Deadpool ?"

"Definitely not" My mom said laughing at the idea.

"Why not? " I asked defensively "I’m not a little kid. I can go to an R rated movie."

"First off, no you couldn’t at least not without me. Second i don’t really want to see that movie besides the fact that I would look like the worlds worst parent bringing a 6 year old to an R rated film."

"I’m not a 6 year old."

"well you look like one, so that kinda makes you one in most peoples books."

"Fine how bout that Triple 9 one?"

"Which ones that again."

"The one with the cops, oh and I’m pretty sure that’s the one with Jesse from Breaking Bad in it."

"Fine, we can see that if you like. Look up some times. We can go get some lunch afterwords if you find an earlier showing."

I grabbed my moms tablet on the side table next to the couch and looked up movie times. "There is an 11 o’clock movie."

"Okay well we will go in an hour. Make sure you get some socks and shoes that will fit you on."

I watched TV for 45 minuted before I looked for some shoes. I found a pair that seemed to fit perfectly. They were the kind with the Velcro straps for kids who hadn’t learned how to tie their shoes just quite yet.

When it was time to go I went to go get into the front seat but my mom stopped me say "Oh, would you mind getting in the back for me? I got you a car seat seeing as your little enough to use one."

"Absolutely not. Ill get in the back, but I’m not using the car seat."

"If we get pulled over i could get in a lot of trouble. It’s not that bad. It nice and padded an everything. I mean I could get you one of those baby ones that faces backwards if you really want." my mom said smiling.

"Fine." I said climbing into the backseat in settling in the car seat. It was kind of weird cause I felt so high up sitting in it.

My mom got in the front asking "You all buckled up?"

"Yeah." I said a little annoyed at being treated like a kid.

When we got to the cinema we bought our tickets. It was a little awkward cause the lady at the front desk pointed out that it was an R rated movie.

"Oh i’m sure he’ll be fine. Hes a lot maturer than he looks." my mom said ruffling my hair. That definitely helped make me feel mature. "You want anything to eat or drink? my mom asked.

"Sure." I said "Can i got a popcorn and a coke?"

"Of course."

Once we had our food we found our seats and watched the movie.

When the movie was over we left the theater. The movie was alright. "Okay so what would you like to do about lunch?" My mom asked.

"I don’t know, what do you want.?

"Its up to you. Although I wouldn’t be opposed to Outback." She said clearly wanting to go to outback.

"Your paying so lets go to outback."

"Okay, that sounds good to me."

At the restaurant we were seated and I was given a kids menu and some crayons to color with.

My mom stopped me before I said anything saying "Just act like a kid, stop trying to assert your maturity. Your gonna freak people out when a six year old starts making some demands. Besides you probably don’t know what your appetite is like anymore so just get something off the kids menu and see if it fills you up and if it doesn’t then we can get some desert."

"Fine. I’ll get the mac’n cheese."

We talked about the movie while we ate and then headed off on our way. Before we left the restaurant my mom asked me "Do you need to use the bathroom before we leave?"

I blushed at her asking such a question saying "No," hoping nobody heard her ask me that.

"Okay I was just checking seeing as you drank a lot of soda during the movie and just now. Lets go."

During the ride home the urge to pee hit me all of a sudden. I felt like I was going to explode. "I gotta go the bathroom."

"I asked you at the restaurant. How come you didn’t go then?" She asked sounding ticked off.

"I didn’t have to go then."

"Well we are almost home so just try and hold it." She said.

I didn’t even last another second as i let go and the front of my jeans got instantly darker. I could also feel my bum get wet since the pee got trapped in the car seat with me. I burst out into heavy sobs as my mom just shook her head saying "It’s okay. I should have made you go at the restaurant. We’ll get you cleaned up at home."

We pulled into the driving way and I was still balling my eyes out. My mom opened up the back door and did all the work in getting me out of the car seat. She lifted me up and carried inside with her hands under my armpits as she held me away from herself. Jacob was making some lunch for himself in the kitchen as he was greeted by quite a surprise. He asked "Uh, What happened?"

"Sam had an accident." She said as she carried me by him into the bathroom. She started to fill up the tub as she set me down on the floor.

She pulled off my shirt first and then went to take my shoes off but I pulled away from her screaming "No." I lost all control of my emotions as I had a little tantrum.

My mom getting annoyed at this pulled me close to her and ripped down my soaked jeans and spider man undies and gave me a few quick smacks to the bottom saying "Stop acting like a brat." I just submitted and let her undress me completely. I stepped in the tub covering my privates with my hands. She left me sitting in the tub as she left the bathroom to go put my clothes in the wash.

Jacob came in the bathroom and I immediately screamed "Get out." Which cause him to just back out with a grin on his face. My mom game in and gave me a cloth with some soap and told me to wash myself which I did as she left to go get me some clothes.

When I was done cleaning myself my mom came back in and stood me up. She had me get out of the tub as she dried me off with a towel. She put the towel back on the rack leaving me standing their naked as she retried the clothes she had gotten me. Their was a yellow shirt and some fuzzy red pajama bottoms. She pulled out from under the yellow shirt a disposable Pull up with buzz lightyear on them. I yelled "I’m not a baby."

"I’m not arguing with you over this. Do you want another spanking."

I stopped protesting feeling my already stinging behind as she held them open for me to step in. She pulled them up my legs and they sat snug in place. She took the pajama pants and did the same thing and then put my shirt on. My new underwear felt bulky between my legs. She lifted me up carrying me with her hand under my bum and brought me to my room saying "Since your being a little grouchy your going to take a nap."

"I’m not tired." I said in no real position to argue.

"It wasn’t a question." She said setting me down on my bed and pulling the cover up over me. She pulled the shades shut so my room was actually pretty dark and left the room.

I did kind of feel worn out from everything that had happened today, but it was hard to fall asleep with the new garment between my legs reminding me of what a baby I had become. I explored the outside of the disposable training pants with my hands and then put my hand inside and felt around. In a way it was actually kind of cozy and eventually I fell asleep.