Regressed By My Landlord – Chapter Seventeen
some time passed, some cramps came and went, Tommy was starting to sweat, the cramps were coming more frequently, they were getting more intense.
Tommy realized he was going to have to make a decision.
Either I take the diaper off and get in trouble for breaking yet another rule, who knows what the punishment will be for that one, or I shit myself, which is absolutely disgusting, I can’t even bare the thought of doing that.
No I really don’t want to do that, I’ll have to just take the diaper off.
God but who knows what happens if I get caught doing that.
Suddenly Tommy had an idea, he remembered David had told him the rules were in the kitchen in a drawer, Tommy shot to the kitchen throwing open drawers searching for the contract, if he was going to break the rule he’d first like to know what consequence he was about to be accepting.
One drawer after another, he seemed to look in all of them, oh, but he saw one he’d missed, easy to miss on the other side of the fridge, he opened it and in it was a lot of junk, stop watches notepads pens super glue etc, buried beneath the junk he could see paperwork, he pulled it out dropping stuff to the floor and eureka, it is the contract, he rushed to the couch to sit back down to help hold his butt closed.
He flipped pages looking for the rules, there was a lot of legalese, but then he found it, the center most page, the rules were listed all bullet points, and sure enough there was his initials at the bottom of the page.
No shoes in the house, if you are caught wearing shoes in the house you will be forced to wear crawl booties for a week.
No spilling drinks anywhere, every time a drink is spilled you will be forced to drink from a oversized baby bottle for a week.
No wetting the bed, bed wetters must wear diapers to bed until they can stay dry for a month straight. David must apply the diaper to ensure proper fit, the diaper must stay on until David removes it, if you are caught attempting to remove your diaper yourself then you will be forced to wear locking plastic pants whenever you have a diaper on. if you wet or mess yourself while awake at anytime even while at school you must wear diapers during the daytime from then on until you can prove to David you are capable of keeping your pants dry and clean.
Always do your homework, if you skip homework David will take charge of your homework duties and assist you with each piece of homework.
If you fall out of bed….
Tommy couldn’t read anymore, the cramps had become too intense, he needed to decide right now, he could resume reading the rules later after this was over, he put the paper down and paused just for a moment to consider his options, Tommy wasn’t even sure what locking plastic pants were, but the words ‘locking pants’ told him it was something to make him unable to take the diaper off. He already wasn’t allowed to take the diaper off, so really it didn’t seem like much of a punishment, it wouldn’t be any different than now, he could either continue to be unable to take the diaper off, and poop it, or he could take it off, use the potty er toilet he corrected himself, and then afterwards he would resume being unable to take the diaper off, seemingly all this meant is he had one chance, one moment in which he was going to be capable of taking the diaper off, he could do it one time, and one time only, so would that be now, or later.
If he was going to poop it now, then what would be the point of saving it for later, it seemed to Tommy the most important moment to save such a one off chance would be a moment like this, when he had to poop and David was not around to take the diaper off for him, and so his mind made up Tommy ran to the bathroom, throwing off his pajama bottoms along the way, leaving them in the hall, making it to the toilet he ripped at the tapes, unfamiliar with how to remove them, he got one tape torn off, as it unstuck it ripped clear off of the wing, before working the other tapes he first bent to lift the toilet lid, it did not budge, he tried again and it wouldn’t move, he looked closer and noticed that steel bar he had noticed when doing the tour before he signed the lease, that had been draped over on the side of the toilet, was now on top of the toilet lid, it was attached at both ends to mounts in the side of the toilet, Tommy realized this was effectively a lock to keep the toilet lid down, Tommy found at one end of the rod was a padlock, which required a key… Tommy didn’t have much time left, he was about to loose his fight with his bowels, and the toilet bowl was locked, this was an unexpected turn of events. He paused to try and think of what to do, but his body decided for him, his bowels cramped and seemed to push against his will as mush flowed freely out of him into the seat of his diaper. The diaper was now missing a tape on the top right but it was still holding it’s own against the flood now emanating from his bottom, Tommy was thoroughly disgusted with himself, he managed to stop the flow and resuming holding on but not without a significant amount having already filled his seat. he stood there for a moment dazed and confused, totally clueless how to proceed, he didn’t want to move, he just wanted to get clean, the shower was in sight and so was the toilet and he couldn’t use either of them.. suddenly he heard the garage door opening, he went pale as he realized David had just gotten home, if only he had been able to wait ten more minutes, he didn’t want David to find him this way but he was still desperate to finish emptying his bowels, Tommy did not want to resume doing that in the diaper, regardless of it’s current state. So Tommy swallowed his pride and called for help.
Tommy: “David??!!!! please come here!!!”
David had just been stepping out of the garage with groceries when he heard Tommy, he quickly shoved his refrigerables into the refrigerator deciding to organize them later, and went up stairs to where he heard the call from, he saw the pajamas strewn down the hall toward the bathroom and figured what must have occurred. David got to the bathroom and could smell poopy, and he could see Tommy standing still in front of the locked toilet staring at it,
David: “Whats going on Tommy? you OK?”
Tommy: “No! I’m not OK! my stomach is acting up and I need to poop! why is the toilet locked! what is even the point of locking a toilet!”
David: “Tommy please don’t take that tone with me, you know I have rules in this house, and I can see you broke a few of them today, you tore one of the tapes off your diaper I see, trying to get it off to use the toilet, that’s why it is locked, to prevent exactly that from happening, it’s there to enforce the rules, when I take your diaper off I unlock the toilet, when I put your diaper on I lock the toilet I’ve been doing this from the start, it is there to make sure you don’t break the rules by trying to take it off yourself.”
Tommy: “OK, look, we can discuss this later, I still desperately need to use the toilet please unlock it and take the diaper off me.”
David: “If you insist Tommy, but honestly I can tell you’ve already pooped that diaper somewhat, it’s honestly easier if you just finish the job and we can change that diaper quickly, but if you insist then I’ll have to remove it where you stand and wipe you standing which is more difficult then once you finish the toilet you’ll need to take a shower, so do you still prefer to finish in the toilet whats already begun in your diaper?”
Tommy: “Yes please, unlock it and take this off, I only pooped a little I couldn’t stop it, it forced itself out, I managed to stop the flow though and want to get it out on the toilet. please.”
Without another word David popped the last 3 tapes off the diaper and lowered it to the ground, Tommy held still while David wiped his bottom until it had no more muck on it, then David balled up the diaper and double bagged it in his baggies, David then took a key out his pocket and unlocked the toilet letting the steel bar fold to the side, then David took the diaper to the trash while Tommy sat down and let loose.
After tossing the diaper in the outside trash can David first washed his hands and then went to the living room and saw the rules laid out, he grabbed the contract and put it back away, this time in a different location, it was still in the house, somewhere accessible to Tommy if he really looked hard enough, David just didn’t want to make it too easy on him like he would have if it had been put back where it came from. David surveyed the damage to the kitchen, things were a mess, all the drawers were open even some cabinets, many things knocked to the floor in Tommy’s panic, the junk drawer had been half emptied to the floor as well.
David immediately went about cleaning up the kitchen, closing drawers, cupboards, picking up the stuff off the floor and putting it away, putting away the purchased groceries while he was at it. David noticed there was an old antique stop watch he’d kept in the junk drawer that had broken when it hit the tile of the kitchen floor, Tommy had broken something.
Once the kitchen was all cleaned up David went upstairs to find Tommy still on the toilet.
David: “Well Tommy, I’m disappointed in you, you’ve been a bad boy, you broke the rules about taking your diaper off.”
Tommy: “Well I didn’t technically take it off though I was still wearing it!”
David: “correction, you ATTEMPTED to take your diaper off, which is exactly how it’s worded in the rules, attempting to take it off is just as bad as taking it off.”
Tommy: “ARGH! Yes OK! I know your gonna make me wear locking pants or whatever, fine I can take it, what I couldn’t take was pooping myself cause you weren’t here and I suddenly got bad cramps, I tried holding it but you were gone for hours!”
David: “Tommy diapers are designed to handle poopies, it wouldn’t hurt you to wait in a poopy diaper for a little bit, clearly you only just moments ago pooped that diaper and so you wouldn’t have been poopy more than ten minutes before I came in the door. But I am glad to hear you finally remembered one of the rules, perhaps then you also remember the rules about making a mess in the house for me to clean up and breaking things?”
Tommy: “Uhm, look, I know I made a bit of a miss in the kitchen just now but I promise I’ll clean it up as soon as I get down there, but I didn’t break anything!”
David held up the stopwatch.
David: “I’ve already cleaned up your mess in the kitchen Tommy, and do you see this? I’ve had this stop watch most of my life, my Father gave it to me, you broke it when you dropped it to the ground out of the junk drawer, I’m sure it doesn’t seem like much to you but it had sentimental value to me, they don’t make them like this anymore, it’s irreplaceable.”
Tommy’s face went pale, he had not realized he’d dropped something fragile. He felt bad he’d broken an item that meant something to David.,
Tommy: “Oh, I didn’t realize I broke that, I’m sorry, it won’t happen again!”
David: “Be that as it may, rules are rules, and you still need to go through the punishment.”
Tommy: “And what is the punishment again?”
David: “Well Tommy, you were just quoting the rules to me a second ago, was that one rule the only one you remembered? Alright well, I’ll repeat it for you, “do not make a mess in my house, if you make a large mess that I have to clean up then I will have to restrict your ability to make messes, you will wear locking mittens designed to take away your grasp for one week, if you broke something in your mess then I reserve the right to put these same locking mittens onto you anytime I deem it necessary to protect my property from further damage I will have to assist you in all of your daily needs while the mittens are locked in place.””
Tommy looked like he was going to cry, he had come to terms with wearing the locking pants whatever that is, but he had no idea he had broken yet an entirely different rule and brought on even newer stranger punishments in the process, he was beginning to wonder if he’d have been better off just pooping his diaper on the couch and waiting for David, David was right at least about that fact he would have only been in it about ten minutes before David came through the door…
Tommy: “Is there any alternative David? please?”
The End of Regressed By My Landlord – Chapter Seventeen.
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