From Hot to Cold – Chapter Eight
“Mum!” he called “I am going to bed now.”
“One minute, sweetie.” His mother called backed. She had been sitting on her own bed waiting for him and she too was very apprehensive about having to see her grown son wearing a nappy. She stood up and walked towards his room, seeing that he had left his door ajar for her. She took a deep breath as she entered, hoping that he had put the nappy on correctly and that they could both get through this awkward situation with ease.
“See, I have done it right now.” Michael said, trying to be as normal as possible.
He was wearing a long t-shirt and was standing very tentatively in the middle of his room. His t-shirt was covering most of the nappy and as his mum came fully into the room she gestured for him to pull his t-shirt up so she could see clearly. Michael slowly pulled the shirt up and straight away it was obvious that he had not put the nappy on right.
“No, that’s all wrong.” his mum tutted. “Look, its all loose around your bum, and the tapes are not around your body.”
Michael had not done as good a job as he had hoped for. The leg cuffs were pushed up into the nappy, he had not made sure they were facing outwards. One of the tapes was pointing up to his belly button and had not been pulled around snuggly and the nappy was bulging out from one side because the tapes were uneven.
“I can see now why this leaked last night.” Michael’s mum walked towards him and began to pull gently at the sides to try and get it straight. She soon realised the problems with the leg cuffs and started to slide her hands around to fix this. Michael jump back abruptly.
“Hey…its fine…what are you doing!” he asked.
“Michael, its not fine, its all wonky and loose.” his mother was getting annoyed and frustrated as she could not get the nappy straight due to the terrible job Michael had done.
“We need to take this off and and start again.” she said blowing a frustrated sigh.
“What do you mean ‘we’?” Michael asked.
“Come on, get this off.” She began to undo one of the tapes, then Michael stopped her and said again that it was fine.
“Michael! Enough is enough now.” she used her ‘mother knows best’ tone that usually worked in these situations.
Michael, shrugged like a moody teenager and allowed his mum to un-tape the nappy. Once she had done so she took it in her hand and saw that Michael was very embarrassed. She had not seen her son naked for many years, but being a mother took it in her stride. She asked him to widen his legs as she tried to put the nappy on while he stood. She pulled and manoeuvred it around before realising it would be better if simply laid down.
“This isn’t working, you need to lay down.” she told him.
“Oh…mum…no…I am not a baby.”
“Look just do it, lie down on the floor please.”
Michael reluctantly perched his bum on the floor and his mum bent down to her knees in front of him. She got all sorts of emotions and memories from when Michael was little and she could not believe they were both having to deal with this.
“You need to lay on your back, Michael.” she explained.
Michael laid back and starred at the ceiling, he was embarrassed and felt ashamed that his mum was putting him in a nappy. He was seventeen and could not help but think about what his peers would say if they saw him now. His mum was also having a difficult time with this, she almost felt disgusted with the thought she was putting her son in nappies again. She shook the thought away and asked him to lift his bottom and then made sure she took the back of the nappy towards the floor. She slid the nappy under and looked at both sides to make sure it was positioned evenly. She then told Michael to put his bottom down. It was clear that she had not put the nappy quite high enough on the waist and she asked him to lift a little before making the adjustment. Once she was happy she took the front of the nappy and pulled it up, quite tight, into place. Michael noticed how different it felt compared to when he had pulled the nappy up himself. It was more snug and tighter on the body. Michael’s mum finished by fastening the tapes securely and used the lines on the nappy to make sure they were evenly applied.
“See, that was not so difficult was it.” she said as she stood up from the floor.
As Michael got up he could feel the nappy fitted much better then when he had put it on himself. He twisted to see round the back and his mum also checked to make sure all of the cuffs were outward facing. She very lightly run her hand across the back to feel the fit. She was happy it was on correctly and looked at her son who was red with embarrassment. Michael’s mum was trying not to laugh as she found it funny seeing her son in a giant nappy. She was thinking about when he was a little boy and she wanted to pat his bum but thought this would only fuel his embarrassment further.
“There, much better, don’t you think?” she asked Michael.
“I suppose so.” he said.
“Goodnight, then. I’ll see you in the morning.” She hugged her son to reassure him and was once again tempted to pat his bum but held the thought back.
The End of From Hot to Cold – Chapter Eight.
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