Regressed By My Landlord – Chapter Twenty-Two
Then David guided Tommy to the couch and sat next to him, David pulled Tommy into the nook of his arm and put Tommy’s bottle to his lips and proceeded to feed him the rest of it, Tommy meanwhile had his head swimming with conflicting emotions from the moment of the hug, getting a hug felt nice but being poopy was not nice, then being told he was a good boy for pooping himself was strange, yesterday he had been told he was a bad boy for trying to use the potty, now hes being told he is a good boy for pooping his diaper, he loved being called a good boy and the warmth surged through him, but he had also been disgusted at pooping himself and being stuck in it, but David said that made him a good boy and this conflict raged on until Tommy focused on the warmth alone, the good feelings only and stretched and smiled while David held his bottle, and he nursed at it, Tommy tried to just not think about any of it and get lost back on the television. It was too confusing and the TV was simple.
Once the bottle was empty David left Tommy on the couch, tucking him into his bwankie, and went to the kitchen to prepare the thanksgiving feast, after an hour of this Tommy could feel his bladder begging to be released, he had thus far only peed while unconscious (not counting the unintentional release that occurred when he was pushing out poopies, that hardly counted in Tommy’s mind, he’d already been wet from the nap and then poopy and then that second wetting came unexpectedly but why would it matter to add more wetness to what was already wet and poopy anyway.) he had never actively decided to let go, but rather only as a consequence of not being able to hold it in his sleep, this would be the first time he had peed a diaper while awake out of choice, he wasn’t sure he wanted to do that, in fact he was sure he didn’t want to do that, Tommy stood and went to the kitchen to find David.
David was elbow deep in a turkey, it looked rather intimate. It made Tommy blush.
Tommy: “UHHH David?”
David: “What’s going on little guy? Everything OK?”
Tommy: “Uh ya, I just need to go potty, I mean to the bathroom”
Tommy realized David’s habit of calling it a potty was starting to catch in his own mind, at first he felt embarrassed but then why does it matter what it’s called he rationalized, it is what it is, a rose (or in this case a potty) by any other name and all that.
David: “Oh OK, uhm, can it wait? I’m kinda in the middle of things in here, I don’t want to mess up thanksgiving dinner”
Tommy did not feel like he could wait, but he could tell this dinner meant something to David, he’d been spending hours on it today and hours yesterday too, Tommy didn’t want to spoil it. He stood there for a moment considering what to say.
David: “Tommy if you can’t hold it just use your diaper I won’t mind, it’s totally OK by me, go watch TV and just let it go, that’s what they are there for, besides if we take that thing off it’s gonna spoil the tapes and have to be thrown away all the same so it doesn’t really matter if it’s wet or dry it’s going to the same place sooner or later.”
Tommy could see the rationale at work, he couldn’t disagree, he just felt bothered letting himself debase himself like this, he’d already fallen so far, now he was going to use a diaper as a choice? Not out of necessity, not because it couldn’t be avoided, but because it was just more convenient for David?
Tommy went back to the couch with his thoughts, to consider if he would go back to David and reassert his insistence, or just give in, he sat there considering and pondering and staring at the TV and then getting distracted by the TV, and then focusing on the pups playing before him, and then forgetting his urgency, until eventually it spiked and snapped him out of his reverie once again, oh ya he thought, gotta decide…..
Tommy began rationalizing again, deep down he didn’t want to stop watching paw patrol just to go hassle and irritate David, possibly ruining the important to David thanksgiving meal just to go potty and ruin the diaper at the same time anyway, he rationalized that it just didn’t make sense to go through all that, he’d have to just wet the diaper, and then he could keep watching TV. and David could keep cooking, at the conclusion of these thoughts Tommy’s urgency spiked again and this time he decided to let it go.
Nothing came out though, turns out it isn’t easy to pee a diaper on purpose the first time, his body didn’t want to let it, it wasn’t used to doing this in this way, Tommy had to focus on it, thinking about letting go, thinking about waterfalls and rain, and facets flowing open in the sink and the bathtub, then Tommy thought about the pool dream, and then the ocean, the ocean waves and the way they sounded, and felt his diaper getting warm, he was doing it! that did it! Something about that line of thinking triggered it! he could feel the pee coming out his peepee at first it quickly disappeared into the padding which warmed then as the saturation increased the absorbency rate decreased and some was starting to bounce back against his skin before then being absorbed, it all felt trapped inside the confines of the diaper like a pocket designed just for it, bouncing around until soaked up, Tommy analyzed the sensations and found them not so unpleasant, not so disgusting as he had expected, he’d already survived a poopy diaper and turned out to be far easier than he’d expected, this should be nothing compared to that, especially having already had so many bedtime and nap time wet diapers, this was just feeling how they got to that point for the first time, he decided he’d better stop thinking about it, before he started making yet another mountain, he refocused on paw patrol, just in time to see it end and a different cartoon begin, he felt upset, he had been enjoying paw patrol and now it was over! he’d missed the last bit of it cause he was distracted by peeing his diaper! he hadn’t even had a need to focus on that it was all contained on it’s own, he shouldn’t have wasted his attention on it he thought to himself, he should have just kept focused on his show!
Eventually Tommy calmed down and came to enjoy the cartoon that had come on as well, he certainly had begun to consider paw patrol his favorite, but this one was alright too, it was called bluey and seemed to be a family of Australian dogs enjoying family life together, Tommy had heard of it before of course but never really watched it until now.
After more than a handful of episodes of this new show Tommy was captivated, something about the way these kids had a daddy willing to play with them and spend time with them kept reminding Tommy about the absence of his own Father from his life, at first thought Tommy was filled with anger at his Fathers absence, but eventually his feelings turned to envy of the love these kids got from their dad, even the mom in this show was a heck of a lot more loving then Tommy’s own Mother, Tommy couldn’t help an occasional quiet cry at some of the episodes as he felt like he was missing out on the parental love on display in that show.
It had been many hours since David had begun his work in the kitchen occasionally he’d get a break while he waited on one thing or another to bake or cook and would sit in the dining room watching Tommy as Tommy watched TV, he was enjoying the sight of Tommy totally enraptured by the child’s programming, dinner time was drawing near when David got just such a small break and this time saw Tommy watching bluey, he noticed Tommy seemed to be crying, cheeks wet with tears and an occasional sniffle.
David wasn’t sure what was going on, if he should come to the boys side or not, but he couldn’t help feeling needed, like he must, and so he went to Tommy and sat besides him, he had a bit before he had to return to the kitchen anyway.
David: “Heyyyy what’s wrong little guy? is everything OK?”
David reached out to Tommy’s back and rubbed gently, massaging his back.
Tommy: “Oh sorry, ya it’s stupid I know, just watching this show and it reminded me of my own upbringing a bit, not in a good way, it’s stupid I shouldn’t bring it up, it’s not your burden.”
David: “Hey now, number one don’t apologize for your feelings, there’s no shame in having feelings, you aren’t a robot you’re a human, be proud to feel even when it’s sadness, and for two it isn’t stupid, if it means something to you then it is meaningful, not stupid, it doesn’t matter if it means something to other people or not, your life is your own experience, not theirs, and for three it’s my decision what I consider to be meaningful or stupid to myself, and I say you are not stupid, and what you are going through is not stupid, and I want to know you, I want to understand what you are feeling and why, furthermore I want to know more about your upbringing anyway, I’ve been wanting to ask for a while but I didn’t want to pry, so no it’s not stupid to me, it’s meaningful to me, if you are willing to share it.”
The End of Regressed By My Landlord – Chapter Twenty-Two.
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