Two Thousand Miles In Diapers – Chapter Four
As the sunrise beamed through the window Jody awakened to find that her brother was using her lap as a pillow. She tried to move and replace her legs with something else that Jeremy could use as a pillow. The only thing she could find was one of the plastic grocery bags that contained his soiled diapers.
Jody looked inside the bag and nearly puked on the odor emanating from it. She couldn’t believe what a mess he made in his diapers the night before. The smell was becoming unbearable and Jeremy’s diapers would need to be washed as soon as they found a laundry facility. The town they were in consisted only of a gas station, a restaurant and a tavern. There was no place to take Jeremy’s diapers to wash them. The next town of any significant size was Rock Springs, Wyoming, some sixty miles away.
Jody tried to find something else for Jeremy to rest on, but he was awakened by her movements. Jeremy sat up and he felt that the wet poopy mess he deposited in his diapers had congealed into a large, sticky blob that he was forced to sit in until the next diaper change. When they arrived in Rock Springs they drove around the town and located a laundry facility. Jeremy hoped to get changed then but he was left in his diapers after Jody checked him and determined that he could still wet in them a lot more, especially since his mom put them on him so much thicker.
Jeremy sat in the chair with his legs wide apart and exposing his thick, white crotch to curious onlookers who stared at him. Jeremy was getting used to being seen in diapers in public but it still bothered him that he drew so much unwanted attention. He watched Jody and his Mom empty several grocery bags stuffed with his brown-stained diapers. They stuffed them into one of the large washing machines and while they waited they watched it cleanse out the soiled matter. It took awhile for the machine to complete the wash and they also took awhile to dry. It was close to noon before they resumed travel through western Wyoming.
The car was clipping along quite nicely for awhile but then it started to shimmy. The mother, who was driving again, slowed down the car to find out what was wrong. As they slowed down the car shook even more with each turn of the tires jolting it. The father groaned and cursed as he realized that they had yet another problem to deal with. They continued to drive it to the town of Evanston near the Wyoming-Utah line and checked the tires while they were stopped for a fuel-up and bathroom break. The tires had worn down to the point that none of them had any traction. Tires were too expensive for their limited budget and they would have to try to make the rest of the trip to Boise on what they had.
The drive into Utah felt rough as the car’s shaking increased. They were in imminent danger of a blowout but they continued driving for another sixty miles or so until suddenly a loud pop was heard in the back left side of the car. They had just turned onto Interstate 84 in the town of Ogden and stopped the car. An examination of the back left tire revealed that it was about to blow on them, so they slowly drove along the shoulder to the next exit and found a tire store in Ogden.
Once again Jeremy was forced to leave the car and go around in diapers in a public place. He had wet in them again while he sat down with his mom and Jody in the waiting area while his dad talked to the worker on duty. The way things were going, Jeremy didn’t think he would ever see Boise. As long as he was stuck in the car he would have to wear diapers. He looked forward to moving into a house or an apartment and using a toilet for the first time in several days.
The father came back out to tell his family that the car would need new tires no matter what. A tough decision had to be made. They could buy some tires and not have enough money to rent an apartment and buy furniture, if needed, or they could sell the car for the money when they got to Boise and do without a car for the time being. Their other option was to settle in Ogden, Utah, but they wanted to go all the way to Boise and reunite with the father’s parents as planned.
About an hour later the car sported four new tires, costing over $250 with labor. They barely had enough money for gas to even make it to their destination, There was no food or anything to drink except for water. Everyone was hungry, tired and weary. They had thought about turning around and settling in Ogden, but they decided that they could make it to Idaho since they had come this far already as they traveled up the interstate. Still, everyone felt so hungry and fatigued in the blazing summer heat of the high desert of northern Utah. Some extra money was needed just so they could eat. Jody thought for a moment and then spoke up with her idea.
“Let’s sell Jeremy’s pants!” she shouted.
“Noooo!” Jeremy protested.
“Why? You’re not wearing them now! You don’t need them since you’ve been getting along okay in your diapers!”
The mother, just as hungry and as desperate as the rest of the family, agreed that this was their only option. The father seconded the motion. They turned around and drove back to Ogden and found a place that bought used jeans, a hot commodity in overseas markets. Jeremy had four pairs of jeans which netted them about twenty dollars. This wasn’t quite enough money for them to comfortably make the rest of the drive and have food to eat when they got to their destination. Perhaps they could sell more of their belongings.
Jody grabbed another box that contained Jeremy’s underpants.
“No, not those!” Jeremy cried. “I need those!”
“Your diapers make good underwear,” Jody said as she patted her brother’s extremely padded behind. The girl at the counter tried to suppress a giggle. Jody handed the box to the young, teenage girl behind the counter. She picked up some of the pairs and held them up in such a manner that the brown stains embedded into the seats were exhibited prominently.
“Can you take these, too?” Jody asked. “I know they’re not exactly clean- looking…”
“Sorry, but I can’t take these,” the girl said. Jeremy felt relieved that his underwear wasn’t being sold off, though this feeling only lasted momentarily as his mom said, “we need the money, really desperately.”
The girl then stopped for a moment and then re- considered.
“I can’t re-sell them here, but perhaps my little brother could wear them.”
“Really? You mean you’ll take them?”
“Sure. How does ten dollars sound?”
“Anything will help!” the father said.
Immediately an exchange of ten dollars for a box of used boys’ briefs took place. Jeremy realized that he now had absolutely nothing left to wear except for his diapers.
“I hope you don’t mind that most of them are stained,” Jeremy’s mom said sheepishly. Jeremy buried his face in embarrassment.
“Oh, well, that’s okay,” the girl said. “All of my brother’s underwear looks the same, believe me!”
The father went to the car and retrieved some of his clothes and offered them, as did the mother. Jody refused to give up anything of hers. Like most teenage girls, she valued her clothes too much to relinquish them. They got another twenty dollars for a pair of men’s slacks and a couple of shirts and blouses. They had a total of fifty dollars extra and were sure to make it to Boise at long last, as long as the car made it.
They crossed the Utah-Idaho line and drove westward through Idaho. They made a stop for gas in the town of Burley. As their road atlas indicated, Boise was now only 161 miles away, so they expected this to be their last fillup. It was about 5:00 in the afternoon. They hoped to reach Boise by around 8:00 that evening. For the first time in fifteen years, the father talked to his parents by phone in Boise. He told them where they were and when to expect them. A few thunderstorms slowed them down but they were making better progress than they had been in the last couple days. As they approached Boise they could see the city’s skyline in the distance with a backdrop of mountains. A sea of lights glowed in the valley as nightfall was setting in.
Upon arrival in Boise they pulled off the freeway and drove into town. Both the father and mother were amazed at the way the city had changed and grown so much in fifteen years. The father remembered his way around Boise and noted several familiar places as he navigated the streets that led to his parents home, the place where he grew up. Several memories, many of them bitter, flooded the father’s mind as he pulled the car into the driveway.
“We’re here, at long last!” the father announced to the family as he turned off the car’s engine. He paused for a moment and wiped a tear away from his eye and said, “well, let’s go meet your grandparents, kids.”
“Dad?” Jeremy asked. “Do I have to go in there in my diapers?”
“They’re standing at the window waiting for us, let’s go!” the father prompted, ignoring his son’s concerns.
“But dad, do I…?”
Jody and Jeremy were still in the car as the two cars doors up front were closed in unison. Jody was stuck in the car since Jeremy didn’t get out.
“Move your butt, Jeremy! Let’s go see Grandma and Grandpa!”
“I don’t wanna go in with diapers on!” Jeremy cried.
“Oh, stop being a baby! Well, you *are* kinda dressed like… never mind, come on!”
Jeremy didn’t want to get out of the car, but the rest of his family was already walking up to the front door of the old house. His father stopped for a moment and turned around.
“Jeremy! We’re waiting on you!”
Jeremy quickly came running, trying to ignore the fact that he was wearing diapers, and very wet and dirty ones at that. The father had stopped for a moment to gather his thoughts. He felt overwhelmed with emotions, thinking about how to greet his parents, whom he hadn’t seen in over fifteen years. Finally, he rang the doorbell and wiped some more tears from his eyes. His wife asked him if he was okay. Their children had never seen their father show such emotions.
“I’m okay, I just never thought about what this would be like,” he replied, trying to restrain his feelings.
The door had swung open and behind it were Jeremy’s and Jody’s grandparents. The family was invited into the house and an exchange of hugs and kisses followed. The father showed his tears of joy for his return home and of remorse for leaving his family in the first place. The mother also showed her emotions and cried as she was officially “welcomed” into the family by her in- laws.
Jody’s and Jeremy’s grandparents approached them to give them each a big hug and a kiss. Jeremy tried to cover up his diapers from view, but they were much too big to be concealed. His grandmother assured him that she had seen plenty of other little boys in diapers, among them, Jeremy’s father. Jeremy was surprised to learn that his dad wore diapers for bedwetting until he was seven years old. It was one of those things that Jeremy’s father never told Jeremy nor Jody.
“Like father, like son,” the grandmother said. “Why doesn’t he have any pants on?”
“That’s all he has to wear,” his mom explained, as if to apologize for having Jeremy in just his diapers. “We had to sell his pants for the money to make it here. I hope you don’t mind that he’s like that.”
“Oh, not at all; he looks just fine like that,” Jeremy’s grandma replied. “We don’t mind having a little boy running around in his diapers, do we?” She hugged him again and patted his squishy rear end. “I’d say you need a change, kid!”
“Jody, can you change him now? We’re going to be talking for awhile,” her mother asked her.
Jody ran out to the car and brought in several clean diapers and a clean pair of plastic pants. When she came back inside she asked her grandma where she could change him.
“You can go in the spare bedroom; it’s your Dad’s old room. You’ll all be sleeping in there tonight.”
Jody took off her brother’s diapers and winced at the strong odor. She started to clean up the inch-thick layer of poop all over his bottom but he had pooped a lot that day, so Jody left the room and returned with some old rags that she obtained from her grandma. After she got Jeremy cleaned up she suggested that perhaps he should take a bath. She sent him into the bathroom naked to get himself cleaned up. She reminded him not to leave a poopy mess in their grandparent’s bath tub when he got out.
The warm water of the bath felt so good and so soothing to Jeremy after having been stuck in a car and in diapers for four days straight. He got himself relaxed, but then Jody came to the door and told him to hurry it up since everyone else was waiting to get themselves washed up, too.
When Jeremy exited the bathroom Jody led him back to the bedroom where she had already prepared his diapers for him to wear that night. She bunched them together in a very thick set and then pinned them up around his loins. She pulled his plastic pants up and sent him out of the room. Jody took the stinky soiled diapers out with her and asked if she could throw them in the washing machine.
“Oh, go right ahead, dear,” her grandmother said as she was in the middle of making dinner for the family.
After Jody and the parents took their showers they all sat down at the table and had the best food they had eaten in years. After the kids were served some ice cream for dessert they decided to go to bed since they were so tired. Jody and Jeremy would have to share a small mat on the floor while their parents would sleep in the small twin bed that the father left behind. While such conditions weren’t the best, it was a lot better for the family than sleeping in the car.
The same sheets and bedspread were still on the bed. In fact, even the rock band posters and a few other belongings were right where the father had left them, as if the room had been frozen in time. Jeremy and Jody fell asleep right away and their parents came in shortly afterwards and crammed into the small bed. Until the parents found jobs and a place to live in Boise they would stay at the grandparents’ place.
The End of Two Thousand Miles In Diapers – Chapter Four.
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