A new life
As I woke from a short slumber I was greeted with the sight of my mother. Her name is Sunflowershy. Her cutie mark is a sunflower inside of a pink heart. She was nudging my shoulder as I awoke. "Wake up sleepy head, its time for you to go to your sisters." She lovingly spoke as my senses came back to me. I got out from under the covers of my bed and stood up. I walked over to my draws and got my favourite creamy orange T–shirt that had a pink butterfly on the left side of the chest. My name is Flamebowshy. I am a young boy about 7 years old; I put on my black jacket also. My hair was red and green, striped and long. My eyes were an ocean blue. "Now, come on, we need to get you ready for the 3 hour drive to Patonsville so you can go to your sisters and start a fresh, new life."
My mother kindly led me out of my, former, bed room and took me into my parents room. She went over to her closet and brought out a few items. In her hand I could see a bottle of baby powder and a white folded square. She unfolded the square to reveille to me that it was in fact, a diaper. I didn't mind this, as I knew that I would have to be diapered for this long trip. I was prone to having accidents on long trips and while sleeping. She laid the diaper down on the bed and pulled off my boxer shorts. I sat on top of the now folded out diaper and lay down on my back. I felt the soft fabric cushion my behind as I lay on top of the soft, thick diaper. She got the powder and powdered my rear and privates. She then lifted the front of the diaper over my 'area' and did up the tapes snugly. It hugged my rear like a mother hugs a child. I stood up and got a look of myself in the mirror. I giggled at how babyish I looked. "Thanks mom." I giggled. "Your welcome Flamey." She smiled and picked me up. She was walking towards my room but then turned and headed down the stairs into the lounge.
"Mom, don't I need my jeans on before we leave?" I asked a bit worried. "Don't worry honey, your father put all your clothes apart from your favourite T-shirt into the car while you were taking your nap. No body will see your diaper while you're in the car, you can put on your jeans over it once we're at Patonsville."
"But wont the towns people notice the diaper?"
"No body will know about your diapers." My mother reassured while carrying me to the car. "Well hiya kido!" My father greeted as he ruffled my hair. His name is Brickarrow. "Hi daddy!" I yelled whilst my mom buckled me into my car seat. I was small and still needed a car seat, something that most kids my age hadn't used in a couple of years. My mom got into the front with dad and we were about to head of when I heard my dad ask my mother something. "Were are his jeans?" He whispered. "No body will see his diaper while we're in the car and I will put his jeans on him once we are at Patonsville." She answered, also whispering. "Ok kido, we will stop for lunch in half an hour or so. Then we will change you and then we can get on the open road till we get to the hotel and in the morning I'll take you to your new home." My father enthusiastically said at me. "Ok! Lets get going!" I happily yelled.
After half an hour we stopped at a drive through and got lunch. I had a salad, a sandwich and a jumbo milkshake. "Flame do you need a change?" Mom asked as I finished the last of my milkshake. "Nope" I blankly said, slurping down the last drops.
After ten minuets of being on the road I had to use the bathroom. I embarrassingly looked down to the floor with a red blush on my face. "What's wrong baby?" Mom asked. "Its nothing." I said, not wanting to anger her because it had only been a short while since she asked me if I needed a change.
I held it for about five more minuets in till my bladder just gave way and the diaper became drenched and bulky. There was a large red blush all over my face as my mother looked back to see what the hissing sound was. "Oh, honey, if you needed to pee you should of just told me, I wouldn't of minded, and I know you have a weak bladder."
"Ok, sorry, I thought that if I told you, you would get angry and yell at me." I sniffed.
"Oh, baby, you know I would never get angry with you." She said leaning back from her seat as my dad pulled over she gave me a cuddle while I cried into her shoulder. I was a very sensitive and shy boy and got upset about a lot of small things. "Don't cry Flame, its not your fault that you have a weak bladder, you were born like it. Now lets change you and get to the hotel, we only have three hours to go." Mom hugged me while my dad undid my belt. She let me go and got out the car then open my car door and got me out. We had just gotten to a rest stop and she carried me inside.
There were a lot of people inside and they all drew their attention towards me as I weped in my mother's arms. I heard one girl who looked about seven say to her mother, "Poor five year old, still wetting himself in the car." I decided not to say anything as this only made me cry more. "I'm not five." My mother's sweater muffled my voice as I cried into her shoulder. "Shhh, shhh, I know your not, but you're almost the same size as a five year old and your voice sounds like a five year olds so she thought you were." Mommy hushed as I cried.
She took me into the baby changing room and laid me down on the table. I was very embarrassed and had stopped crying, as I felt very tiny and baby-like. She took the wet diaper off me and brought out a pack of baby wipes from the diaper bag that I didn't even notice when we walked into the rest stop. She wiped my rear and privates clean then took a bottle of baby powder and powdered me, lifted my rear, slid the diaper under it and did it up. She carried me out of the changing room and to the car. She put me back in my seat and buckled me in then got in the car and my dad started the engine and we were off again.
"Oh, Flame, I got your blanket and Mr Snuggles out of the trunk, I thought that you mite want to sleep the rest of the way because you were up for quite long last night and you only had a ten minuet sleep at twelve so you must be tired." My father told me. To my surprise, right there on the seat next to me was my white stuffed teddy bear, Mr snuggles and the orange blanket that I slept with every night. "Thanks daddy, I am quite sleepy." I thanked as I got Mr snuggles and cuddled him.
"Hush now, quiet now, its time to lay your sleepy head. Hush now, quiet now, its time to go to bed.Drifting off to sleep. Exciting day behind you. Drifting off to sleep. Let the joy of dream land find you. Hush now, quiet now, its time to lay your sleepy head, hush now, quiet now, its time to go to bed."
Mommy softly sang to me as my eyes slowly closed. After a couple of minuets I was asleep. My mother leaned back and got the blanket into her hands, she laid it over me gently and smiled. "We're lucky to have him." My mother whispered. "I know darling." Father answered.
After a three hour-long nap my dads loving voice woke me up. "Hay, wake up kido, we're at the hotel."
"Hi daddy."
"Hiya Flame, did you sleep well." He said as he undid my belt.
"Yea, I slept great."
"Oh, looks like you sprung a leak there son." My dad said as head pointed to my diaper. "Yea, he he, I probably should have peed before we left the rest stop." I giggled. "Well, put on these jeans and footwear, we don't want people seeing you diapers, now do we." He handed me a pair of jeans, socks and shoes then I put them on. There was a bulge coming from the front of the jeans wear my diaper was. I grabbed my blanket and Mr Snuggles as I hopped out the car. There was a loud crinkle when I walked and I became very nervous. "Don't worry baby, I'm sure no one will hear the crinkle over the noise." Mommy reassured as I grabbed her hand. "Ok mommy." I quietly said.
We walked into the lobby of the hotel and went up to the desk. "Hello, we have two rooms booked, one child room and one adult room for over night stay." My mother greeted the lady at the desk. "Ok, what are your names?" The lady said as I sat on the desk. "The rooms are registered under the name of Sunflowershy." Daddy answered. "ah, yes, one room for Sunflowershy and Brickarrow, and one room for Flamebowshy. I guess this little one is Flamebowshy. I'm sure that you're a little princess for your mommy and daddy." The lady greeted me. Tears began to well up in my eyes and my father picked me up as I began to cry. "Was it something I said?" The lady asked. "Yea, ummmm, he's actually a boy. We're really sorry; he gets so easily upset about being called a girl or a five year old." Mommy apologised. "Oh, no it was my fault, I'm so sorry little guy." The lady leaned forward and apologised to me. "Here are you room keys, and again I'm sorry." She gave my mother the keys and we got in the lift. "Are you ok honey?" Mommy asked as she stroked my hair. "Yea, *sniff*." I sniffed as daddy put me down. "Its ok Flame, you just have a sensitive personality." Mommy patted me on the butt and a large blush came across my face.
The elevator stopped on floor 3. We were in room numbers 3F and 3G. As we walked down the hallway my diaper started to crinkle again. The sound echoed around the deserted hallway, bringing a blush to my face once again. My mother unlocked the door to our rooms and we entered. I looked around the room my parents would be staying in then went into my room. The walls were painted a bright blue colour. I looked to the left of the room noticing a door. Curiously I opened it. Upon entering I saw my mom and dad. "Ha, looks like they gave us linking rooms son." My father pointed out. "Looks like we can come into your roo-" My mother cut her sentence when she looked into my room. "What's wrong mom?" I asked staring at her blankly. Daddy looked into my room also.
We all went into the room and I was confused at what I saw. "Mommy. Why is there a crib in my room? I'm not a baby…" I said, starting to cry. "I don't know…" She was confused also, as well as my dad. "Shhh, its ok Flame, shhh, there must have been a mix up, it'll be ok." Daddy hushed as he picked me up. He rocked me up and down to try and calm me down as I griped his shirt tightly. "I'm going to go down to the desk and ask if we can get different rooms for the night." My mother told my father as he rocked me. She left the room and my dad took me into the room next door. "Hay, how about we get this wet diaper off of you, then we can wait for mommy to get back and we can go to a different room." He suggested. "Ok" I quietly said, starting to calm down.
He laid me down on the bed and pulled off my jeans.
Just then I heard the door open. I looked left to see mommy and the lady from the desk enter the room. My face turned a burning red as it felt like I was on fire. She just chuckled at the sight and said "cute" then carried on into the room next door. "Oh, we are terribly sorry for the mix up with the rooms. I think the problem was that when we looked at the sheet you had to fill out, it said in the special needs section that Flamebowshy was in diapers so they must have assumed that he was still a baby." The lady explained, "Well he's not." Mommy angrily answered. "Do you have any other rooms we can go into?"
"We are very sorry, but we do not have any free rooms right now, you got the last ones. All of the other rooms that would usually be free are going under some redecorating because they were not to the liking of our guests. We are ever so sorry but we can't get you different rooms until the morning." The lady apologised sincerely. "Fine. We'll stay in these ones." Mommy gave in. The lady left the room and went back down to the desk as I stood up from the bed. I still had a large red blush on my face and mommy noticed this then giggled. "We're very sorry Flamey, but your gunner have to sleep in the crib tonight. We can't let you sleep in our bed because there wouldn't be enough room for all three of us. I'm very sorry honey. Come here." She explained and pulled me in for a hug. "Its ok mommy… I don't mined… I already have to use diapers and a baby's car seat so it wouldn't matter if I slept in a crib as well, would it?" I quietly said looking down at myself. "Oh, Flame, your not a baby, and don't let anyone on anything ever make you think that." She said, giving me another hug. I then returned to the bed. Gently daddy undid the tapes on either side of the diaper and removed it. He got a wipe and wiped my privates. He then handed me a pair of boxers and my jeans and I put them on.
Mom and Dad put sheets on there bed and on the crib I would be staying in for the night while I watched cartoons on the TV in there room. After they were done we watched TV for a couple of hours and then decided to go and get some dinner at the hotel restaurant, we headed down in the elevator.
Once there a butler-looking guy greeted us. "Table for three?" He asked. "Yes please." My father answered. Once at the table I pulled out the chare and sat down. I looked around at the restaurant and saw how pretty it was. "Should I take your jacket young master?" The man asked. "No!" I quickly reacted. "Don't worry Flame, let the nice man take you jacket." My mother reassured. I slowly took of my jacket to revile my bare arms, not holding any cutie mark. The man took my jacket and put it on a hook at the door then gave my parents their menus. He also gave me a child's food menu. "I shall leave you to order." He said very posh as he walked away. I opened the menu to see the food that had age recommendations by the side. Each of the foods had a limit of five years. I closed the menu and dropped it on the floor. "What's wrong Flame?" My dad asked as my mother picked up the menu. "They think he's five." Mom sighed. "How can you te-" My father stopped talking when he was shown the child's menu. "Oh." I looked down at the floor and let tears roll down my cheeks. "Now Flame, it's ok, they didn't know." Mother said. "I'm. Not. FIVE!" I screamed as loud as I could in anger.
Every one in the restaurant was silent until I started crying in my lap. I heard some small laughter coming from behind me. I looked round to see a group of children who looked about 11 or 12 years old all staring at me and laughing. One boy in particular was looking very smugly at my arms, raised high in the air. I pulled my arms down. Through all he laughter I heard the smug boy say one thing and one thing only. "Baby with no mark." The words echoed in my head, as all sound became silent. All I heard was those two words. Those four painful words.
My senses suddenly came back as I heard my mother order our food. Just then I felt a warm sensation. I looked down at my jeans. My jeans were wet. I stood up and ran into the bathroom. "Flame! Wait!" Mother yelled as I ran off. "Oh dear."
"Son, are you ok?" I heard farther knock on the door a couple of minuets later. "I'm coming in." He said. He walked into the room. I was sitting in the corner. I looked up with tears on my cheeks and a large embarrassed blush on my face. I had a large wet spot on the front of my jeans. "Come here Flamey, that boy is just a meany pants. Don't take any notice of him." My father told me as he picked me up in a baby-like voice and tickled my stomach. I giggle and laughed until my jeans became even more wet and warm. "He he, stop it dad, your making me pee! He he he! Ah ha ha!" I giggled in my regular high-pitched voice. "Come on, let's get you changed." He put me down as I stopped giggling, walked to the other side of the room. "I'll go get you a fresh diaper then I'll change you. Ok?" He asked. "But I'm not a baby!" I protested, "I know son, but all your cloths are in a locked bag and we only have one spare pair of jeans for you. Plus, we don't want you having another accident, now do we?"
I walked out of the bathroom with him but I took a sharp left, straight to the baby changing room. I was brought to a halt when a tall boy stepped in front of me. I looked up and there before me was the same boy who had made fun of me. "Were do you think your going?" He smirked. "To the ch-changing room." I quietly answered as I trembled in my shoes. "Awww poor baby, does baby need a diapee?" He said in a mocking baby tone. "Just leave me alone."
"Awww, but babies aren't supposed to be left by them selves, they might get hurt."
"Leave me alone." I repeated a little louder. " Why, so you can cry some more?" He chuckled
"Leave me alone."
"No"
"Leave, Me, Alone!" I yelled as I threw my fist at his stomach. He chocked and grabbed me by the shoulder.
I was shocked at what had just happened and was standing speechless. "I-I-I didn't, I wasn't, I'm sorry I, I just." I couldn't talk straight or think of what to say. "You just bought your self a whole world of pain." He stood up straight and grabbed me by both shoulders, lifting me as I let out a high-pitched scream in pain. He dropped me flat of the floor then lifted me by my ankles. His tight grip was like a sharks bite. I hung upside down and he franticly jiggled me up and down, letting anything in my pockets fall to the ground. "Now are you gunner be a good baby or am I gunner have to hurt you some more?" He threatened while staring me directly in the eyes. "I'm not a baby!" I argued. He twisted my ankles around therefore moving my feet. I screamed in pain again. "Ok, ok! Just stop!" I said in a very high-pitched voice. He stopped twisting my ankles and let me dangle. My father saw this and rushed to my aid, he shouted at the boy then grabbed me and put me on my feet. He grabbed the boy by his collar and dragged him to his parents.
Dad told the boy's mother what had happened and he was grounded for a week. My dad and I went into the bathroom and he put me in a diaper and some new jeans then we went back out to have our dinner. "Are you ok Flamey, did that mean boy hurt you?" Mother asked with concern. "I'm ok mom, but I don't think he is." I looked over to the other side of the restaurant to see the boy getting a scolding from his mother and father. We ate our dinner and then paid.
After we went back up to our rooms. I took off my jeans, shirt, jacket, socks and shoes then put on my pyjamas. I walked into my parent's room with a loud crinkle. I blushed and kept walking. "You look adorable in those new pyjamas." Mommy complemented and ruffled my hair. I was wearing my new favourite pyjamas; they were orange with pictures of lightning bolts on them and as normal, a pink butterfly on the left side of the chest. "Now Flame, time for bed. Come on." Mother said as she held my hand and we walked into the room I was given. I looked at the large crib and then down with an embarrassed blush on my face.
"Don't worry Flame, the only difference to a bed is that it's a bit lower down and its got railing. It'll be ok." She reassured.
Mommy then lifted me up and over the bars, into the crib. I stood in place feeling very toddler like. I looked into the crib to see my blanket, a duvet and Mr Snuggles. I sat down in the crib with a crinkle. The mattress was much comfier than my bed's and I lay down. My mother got my blanket and covered me with it then the duvet. I got Mr Snuggles into my arms and closed my eyes. Mommy sung her lullaby as I swiftly fell asleep.