Rebecca's (Dee Dee's) Story

Chapter 11
A Morning Struggle

Chapter Description: Rebecca realizes she needs to use her diaper again, but this time she doesn't need to pee.

The first night here is very tough for all of us "littles". Everyone I’ve talked has agreed with me, the first night in this world, alone and trying to sleep in your crib is definitely one of hardest parts of adjusting to your life here. Looking down from the crib is scary enough, it feels like you’re 20 feet up in the air. Plus, it’s nearly impossible to escape out of, trust me I’ve tried on several occasions. The bars are so high up and slick, even if I was strong enough to pull myself up and out, I wouldn’t be able to make it half way up, my hand would just slip off and I would slide all the way back down.

The night diapers are so awful, they must be at least twice the size of my day diapers, it’s honestly really hard to walk in them diary. If my night diaper is still dry come morning then Mommy and Daddy will just leave me in it until I need a change, so I’ve had to walk in them a handful of times. It is actually so awkward I’ll just crawl. Which of course makes me feel like I still have my independence, nothing like crawling in a super thick diaper to get the old self-esteem going, diary.

So there I was, an extra thick diaper on my butt, wearing a night gown that hardly covered anything, laying in a giant sized crib, in a giant sized house with giant sized parents when my belly started to grumble. Once this whole "you’re a baby now" thing started to click in my head I began thinking of this disgusting, gross thought, "Will I have to go number 2 in my diaper!?!".

I couldn’t believe it to be true, there was no way I was going to do it! I felt another grumble in my stomach, so my body was telling me it was going to happen some time in the future, but I told myself it wasn’t going to be tonight and not in a diaper! I thought to myself, if I can just wait until morning, then I’ll get the giants attention, do some hand signals explaining I need a toilet and I should be in the clear. I’ll even take a kids plastic potty by this point! My stomach did feel full, but it wasn’t to the point where I couldn’t control it, not yet at least diary.

I don’t know how I did it, but I was able to sleep that night without filling my diaper. I’m embarrassed to say that I was gassy all night, I’m sure if one of my new parents came in the room that night, they would have assumed I definitely needed my diaper changed right that second. After tossing back and forth and getting under the blanket they left for me I actually slept pretty well. For being a crib, it’s actually quite comfortable. All the stuffed animals in the crib with me were a little weird, but I’ve slept in worse places. I remember I stayed with this one guy one night after we met in a club. He took me back to his place, we start making out on the couch and I seductively ask him, "Where’s your bed?" and he tells me, "You’re sitting on it!". The cheap skate only had a couch bed! I found out that night that having to wait on a guy to get the couch bed set up is definitely one of my turn offs! He still was a great kisser though. Sorry diary, I really have to stop doing that!

The next morning I felt really good. I slept through the night without waking up and my stomach felt fine, so I decided to standup and stretch, this was a big mistake. As soon as I started to stretch my arms I felt a huge stomach cramp and now I could feel the bloatedness of having a full belly. A fully belly that was ready to get out, regardless of where it was going, even if that happen to be right in my extra, thick diaper.

I could hear and feel my stomach grumbling like it did the night before, so I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold off much longer. Unable to escape out of my crib prison I called on the giants to help me, but I wasn’t exactly sure what I call them. I definitely wasn’t close to them like I am now and I did not want to call them "Mommy and Daddy", I am an adult after all.

"Hey!...You giants!...Get me out of this crib!...I need to use a restroom, right now!...Please, lift me out!", I yelled out to them. I could hear them moving around in their bedroom across the hallway, but it didn’t seem like they were awake yet. I looked around the crib for something I could use to get their attention. I then saw the baby monitor Mommy placed by my pillow.

"Get me out of here!", I yelled directly into the monitor. I surprised the two of them so much I could of sworn I heard Daddy fall out of bed. Mommy came in right away, wearing a cute, purple, silk robe. She’s always gorgeous, it has to be something with the giants genetics. I just woke her up, she comes in the room 5 seconds later and looks like she had spent an hour doing her hair and make-up. I’m not going to lie, I am extremely envious of her. I was never a girl that looked beautiful in the morning, give me an hour to get ready and then that’s a different story, but she is always beautiful. It’s kind of annoying, but in a good way.

Well anyway diary, I was about to add another big part to my humiliation if she didn’t get me out of my crib and into a restroom right then. "What is it, Dee Dee? What can Mommy get you?", she asked with a concerned tone in her voice. I didn’t have any time to beat around the bush, I had to show her I needed to go, and I needed her to take me to the toilet. I pointed to my stomach, then pointed to my butt. I thought I made it perfectly clear, I even had to let some more gas go, which I thought would have helped sell my struggle.

"Do you not like your night diaper sweetheart? I know it’s bigger, but you’ll probably start going in the middle of the night, so we need it to be extra thick. You don’t want your sheets to smell like your pee-pee do you?", she answered in her always loving tone. I could have punched this woman, I was about to shit my pants and she wants to talk about the pants. I pointed again and I even had to fart again to help show her I needed to go, she at least decided to come over and look down the back of my diaper now.

"Well honey, you haven’t used your diaper. I can’t change you yet. Go pee-pee or poo-poo and then Mommy will change you and take you down stairs for some breakfast", her tone had the sound that she was confused by me and I was acting crazy. I shook my head "No", and pointed to me and then the other room. "Do you want to see Daddy?", she asked in an excited tone, thinking she finally understood what I wanted. I shook my head "No" again and put my hands up in the air for her to pick me up.

"Come here sweetheart, I think you are just a little confused and still a little sleepy from your sleepy night. Mommy will pick you up and get you feeling better", she ever sweetly told me as picked me up from my crib prison and placing me on her hip. I could tell I wouldn’t be able to last much more than a minute longer, it was going to be a photo finish if we made to the bathroom in time.

I was trying to make her go where I wanted by pointing, it actually worked! She held me as I pointed to where I wanted to go. First I pointed to the hallway, then down the hallway, then to the bathroom! All the while Mommy had this curious look on her face, she wanted to see what I wanted, I think she is very interested in me. We finally made it to the bathroom! I tried to get her to put me down, but she wouldn’t. "Why did you want to come to the bathroom Dee Dee?", she asked, still not understanding my struggle. I pointed to the toilet, I was so close! "That’s for Mommy’s and Daddy’s, not for babies sweetheart. You go in your diaper", she told me.

I pointed again, letting out some more gas, (she had to have heard it come from my butt this time), hoping she would figure it out. I again shook my head "No" and tried to get out of her arms, but she wouldn’t let me go! "I am about to lose it! Let me go now, you crazy, giant woman!", I yelled to her. Finally, I knew it had all been for nothing, I had to let out more gas again, hoping it would have made my wait to the toilet easier, but it worked against me. This is the last thing I ever wanted to have happen to me.