Iâll Cry Instead
This caption is for @jamesdaycare, a special little one whoâs determined to prove heâs a big boy, despite all the evidence to the contrary.
*And yes, I'm aware that I said Iâd be posting less and here I am blowing up your feed, sue me*
After months of pleading and negotiating, you finally got your chanceâand you were determined to prove you werenât some silly pamper packer.
She finallyâfinallyâlet you wear your special big boy undies, the super cool Ben 10 briefs that you begged her to but for you.
Tonight was the night youâd show her you could be a man!
You never felt cooler than right now, walking around the fancy wine tasting, wondering if everyone could tell your underwear was just so cool.
Besides, she told you if you managed to make it through the night without an accident, sheâll actually make you a man!
Needless to say, you were excited.
After 24 long years of imagining what it would be like to be with a woman, you were about to experience it!
You even laughed as she packed a bag with a spare diaperâjust in caseâmaking a point to toss the spare shorts she wanted to bring.
You wouldnât need that!
Each glass of wine made you feel better than the previous one, even though it tasted icky. But you pretended it was good because all the other adults raved about something French.
Whatever Cabernay Savinyon was.
Her smile electrifies you as she grabs your hand.
âDo you need to go potty before we go sit outside, sweetie?â
âIâm not a baby, Iâll go if I need to!â
Look at you, proving youâre a man.
Had you not been so proudâor anything but a silly little thingâyouâd have realized she was right.
But you didnât.
She knew well before you did you were in trouble. She could see your fidgeting and bouncing from a mile away.
Not that it bothered her, she was exhausted of your incessant arguments that you were a big boy.
She was more than willing to let you experience the natural consequences of your immaturity.
And she didnât need to wait long.
You barely made it outside before it happened. Your eyes going wide in terror as your bladder screamed in pain, unable to meet its burden of the big boy drinks you thrust upon it.
âEverything okay, James?â she asked innocently, as if she didnât know what was about to happen.
âI-IâŚâ you managed before the floodgates opened.
Tinkle flooded your special Ben 10 undies, which were comically unsuited for the onslaught.
âMmmm,â you whimpered pathetically as peepee gushed down your leg, pooling onto the ground.
There was no hiding what was happening.
You felt the eyes of the patrons on you, watching the train wreck unfolding before them.
They may have been shockedâbut she wasnât.
She didnât need to say a single word, her smile said it all: I told you so.
All you could do is groan feeling the warm river of shame waterfalled down your legs, not daring to meet her gaze.
When you finally finished, you heard her break through your haze of embarrassment.
âUh oh, did you have an accident, honey?â
Tears welled in your eyes. This wasnât supposed to happen!
âNo, baby, donât cry!â she said wrapping you in a hug, skillfully avoiding your wet pants, âItâs just an oopsie daisy, it happens to little ones like you! Letâs get you into something more appropriate, hmm?â
She grabbed your hand without waiting for an answer, pulling you somewhere.
You didnât know. You didnât care. You couldnât think straight. As long as you went far from here.
At least until she pulled you into the womenâs bathroom.
âN-no, I c-canât go in there!â
âOh stop, I need to get you out of those wet pants. And besides, nobody bats an eye when women change their babies here!â
Youâre too frazzled to argue. Even if sheâs calling you a baby.
âLay down, James,â she says pointing to the changing mat she laid down.
You hesitate, itâs not even a stallâitâs in the middle of the bathroom.
âN-no!â you shriek, looking around.
She doesnât argue. She unbuttons your soggy pants, pulling them to the floor, exposing your Ben 10 undies.
âI know how excited you were to wear those, but youâre not ready for these, are you? You need something a bit more padded to hold your wetwets.â
She pushes you down as you whimper, onto the changing mat. Your special Ben 10 undies are unceremoniously tossed aside.
âAwww, if you werenât such a baby,â she says wiping your little parts, âMaybe you could have used this for something other than tinklingâŚbut I guess youâll have to wait a few more years.â
She laughs, not in a condescending way, but as if it was just a silly, offhand comment.
The crinkling of your diaper as she fluffs it fills the room. âUp.â
She slides your diaper under you and tickles your tummy.
âBut isnât this better? You donât need to try that, do you? Arenât you happier here, safe and sound, wrapped in my love? No expectations?â
She sprinkles baby powder on you, rubbing it in meticulously.
âYouâre not a big boyâand youâll probably never will be! And thatâs okay! The real world can wait, you belong right here. Girls will still fawn over you, I promise!â
âI-itâs not the sameâŚâ you pout.
âMaybe not, but what can you do? Youâre not a big boy, you need diapers! Girls love helpless little things like you!â
She tapes the last tab and pats your diaper appraisingly.
âThere, all snug as a bug.â
You watch in horror as she stands up and offers you her hand.
âY-you forgot my pants!â
âHoney, theyâre soaking wet, y canât wear those!â
âB-but, what aboutâ.â
âYou mean the spare shorts you were just so sure you wouldnât need? I didnât pack them!â
âBut IâŚI needâŚneed something to cover myâŚmyâŚâ
You couldnât bring yourself to say diaper.
âCover your diapie? Well you shouldâve thought about that, silly boy! Itâs time you trust the adults to make your decisions. But for now, youâll just have to do without, sweetie.â
No.
No. No. No!
But she already packed your wet clothes and changing mat, leaving you no options.
âCâmon, James, letâs get you home, you had a long day.â
You take her hand, eyes shut, trusting her.
Everyone can see your diaper with the silly designsânothing like your Ben 10 undies.
As you ignore the laughing, you wonder when youâll ever get to wear them again.
Or if youâll ever be with a woman.
But deep down, you know the truth: this is where you belong.
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