From Hot to Cold – Chapter Sixteen
On the journey home Michael thought incesently about what he had just seen. He did not understand it but felt compelled to find out more about all the different types of incontinece products. His mother on the other hand tapped her fingers on the steering wheel and hummed along to the radio.
“Why are you so happy, mum?” Michael enquired.
“Nothing, dear…just glad the doctors went smoothly and we have some medicine to stop the bed wetting.” came her response.
“Okay…hope it works,” he had a slight misgiving in his voice “do not want to be dealing with this anymore either.”
They arrived home and continued with their day. Michael went down to the local shop to buy some snacks and get out of the house while his mother watched a little television. She was thinking about the pharmacist and was excited waiting for his call. She knew he would play it cool and phone in a few days but she could not help but crack a smile. He was so wonderful and engaging to her, she just hoped he was just as wonderful when they met again.
Michael could not stop thinking about what he had seen in the pharmacy, he was bisoted with the idea of all the different shapes and sizes the pads came in. He promised himself to have a look on the internet when he was alone and was compelled to find out more.
Later on when it was time for sleep, Michael and his mum looked over the medicine and read the instructions. It was a nasel spray that was to be used just before bedtime, Michael would need to spray one squirt up each nostrel everynight. They discussed whether or not Michael should wear a nappy in case the medicine did not work.
“Did you want to wear the pants tonight, or do you think you will be okay without out, what do you think?” Michael’s mother asked.
“I don’t know, mum. It would be nice not to have to wear it…but if there is wet sheets, you will be mad…” he tentalivly explained.
“I will not be mad if that happens, I promise. I will leave it up to you.” she reassured him “Whatever you are comfortable with, sweetie.”
Michael’s mother did not want to add any pressure to her son, they had come so far and both felt the finish line was in sight. She hoped he opted to wear a nappy in case the medicine did not work. But she also felt his diginity had taken quite a bashing recently and the doctor had explained it was possibly all due to stress. Maybe giving him control could relieve the stress a little and with the medicine it could lead to dry nights.
Michael got ready for bed and was happy that he did not have to wear the nappy. He sprayed the medicine into his nose and felt a funny tickle as it went up. He looked at SkiFox sitting comfortably on the table and Michael wondered if he would dream of him again tonight. He had been enjoying the dreams and smiled to himself as he remebered all the fun he and the fox used to get up to when he was very young.
“Goodnight, SkiFox…you old friend.” He said as he lay on his bed.
Michael was feeling good about being free from the embarrassment of nappies and as he thought about how strange the last week or so had been, he prayed the medicine would work. He did not fall alseep right away and at times his mind was drifting back to his experience in the pharmacy. Michael keep playing the sight over and over in his mind and he could not shake the thought. He wondered why he was so interested in it and started to become confused about what he was feeling. He also thought about how the nappies had been very obvious to his senses as he wore them throughout the night. He remembered he liked the feel of the outer plastic and how the leg cuffs rubbed against him.
Michael could not sleep and got up from his bed, he switched a light on looked and around his room. He saw SkiFox, still perched on the table, starring back at him. He then looked down towards the floor and thought about the nappies under the bed. He put his hand down and pulled the half used packet out. He did not know why he was doing this but he could not help putting his hand inside and stroking the smooth plastic. He put his nose in as well and took a deep intake of the smell he was also drawn to. Eventually he took one out and decided he wanted to wear it, he put it on and went back to bed. As he drifted off he enjoyed the nappy rubbing againt his skin and felt better inside.
The End of From Hot to Cold – Chapter Sixteen.
If you want to read more stories about ABDL boys you can find a list here: Diaper Boys – Index