Oshkosh Bib Overalls

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Little Stinky Britches
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Oshkosh Bib Overalls

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When Marty came to Ms. Sara's house,
he was wearing a new pair of Oshkosh bib overalls.
Ms. Sara called them, "Pretty New Britches,"
and she loved the snaps in the crotch.

The snaps made it so easy to change his pants,
and Marty was always needing his pants changed.

After his Mother kissed him and said good-bye,
Ms. Sara took him into the kitchen and put him in the highchair.
The chubby baby looked so pretty in his pretty new britches.

Sitting in the highchair, wearing a pretty baby bib,
Ms. Sara fed him peaches, cereal, prunes and broccoli.
Marty was on his second jar of broccoli and prunes,
when he got a familiar look on his messy face.

"Uh, oh, I think we're gonna poop. We're gonna poop our pants.
We're gonna do our business in our pretty new britches.
Goodness. Marty's got a funny look on his face. Yes hims does.
Ms. Lily knows that look. Yeah, we're gonna poop our pants.
Yep, we're gonna do our business in our pretty new britches."


As Sara watched him, the baby leaned forward in the highchair,
turned red in the face, passed gas, and pooped his pants.
Ms. Sara was smiling and giggling as Marty grunted and tooted.
She loved watching Marty poop his pants in the Highchair.
He looked so cute grunting in his pretty new britches.

"Uh, oh, somebody's awful busy. Oh my goodness gracious!
What's the baby doing? Are we busy pooping our pants?
Goodness. We sure are gruntin in our pretty new britches.
Yeah, I think we're doing something in our pants. Goodness.
Hims just a gruntin and tootin in hims pretty new britches.
Yeah, Marty's awful busy, cause hims got a bright red face.
Goodness gracious. We're pooping in our pretty new britches."


As Marty pushed a soft, warm poop into the seat of his diaper,
Ms. Sara started to smell the pungent odor of poop in his pants.
The odor wafted up from his britches and wrinkled up her nose.
Oh it was so stinky! It smelled like a stockyard in Marty's pants.

Oh Marty! Shoooo-wee! I think we need our pants changed.
Goodness! It smells like a stockyard in here. Shoooo-wee!
Somebody just pooped in their pretty new britches. Goodness.
Ms. Sara smells something. Shoooo-wee! Goodness gracious!
We just messed our pants didn't we? Shoooo-Wee-Shoooo!"


When Marty stopped grunting, Ms. Sara smiled a motherly smile,
and then waited for the baby to finish pooping his pants.
When Ms. Sara picked Marty up and felt the seat of his overalls.
His diaper felt warm and full, which made Ms. Sara smile.
The baby had filled up his britches with soft, warm poop.
And it smelled like a stockyard in Marty's pants! Shooooo!

"Uh, oh, I feel something in Marty's britches. Shoooo-wee!.
Yeah, I think we definitely need our pants changed, don't we?
Goodness. It feels like Marty's got a stockyard in his britches.
Yep, it sure smells like a stockyard too. Shoooo-Wee-Shoooo!
Marty's got something awful stinky in his pants. Yes hims does!"


Ms. Sara then took Marty to the living room, laid him on the floor,
and slipped a changing pad underneath his bulging bottom.

Oh Marty was so excited! He loved getting his diaper changed!
He kicked his chubby legs and jabbered and cooed to Ms. Lily.
And Ms. Sara was smiling the sweetest, warmest, motherly smile.
She loved changing Marty's pants, and wiping his poopy bottom.

"Goodness gracious! Hims is so excited! What's Ms. Lily doing?
Is she gonna change your pants? Yeah, I smell something.
Somebody's got a stockyard in their pretty new britches.
Shoooo! Ms. Lily smells something. Yes she does! Shooo-wee!
The baby pooped in his pretty new britches. Yes hims did.
Goodness. We need our pants changed. Shoooo-wee-shoooo!"


As Ms. Sara unsnapped Marty's new Oshkosh Bib Overalls,
smiling and cooing to the chubby baby with a poopy bottom,
the pungent smell of poop wafted up to her wrinkled up nose.
Oh it was so stinky! It smelled like a stockyard in Marty's pants!

"Shoooo-wee Marty! Is there a stockyard in your britches?
Goodness gracious! Somebody's got a poopy bottom. Shoooo!
Is Ms. Sara changing your pants? Yeah, hims is awful stinky!
Shoooo! Somebody's got a stockyard in their pants! Goodness.
Yeah, we just pooped in our pretty new britches. Yes we did.
Goodness. Hims got a poopy bottom. Shoooo-wee-shooo!"


Ms. Sara loved these pretty new britches Marty was wearing.
It made it so easy to change his poopy pants on the floor.
She just unsnapped his britches, removed his plastic baby pants,
and unpinned his poopy cloth diaper, smiling a motherly smile.

Oh his fat, chubby bottom was so poopy!
A thick, soft, green poop covered his fat chubby bottom,
as Ms. Sara lovingly wiped all the poop off with a washcloth,
smiling a motherly smile, because his fat bottom was so poopy!

"Shoooo-wee Marty! Goodness gracious honey! Shoooo!
Hims got a poopy bottom! Yes hims does. Goodness.
We sure did poop in our pretty new britches. Shooo-wee!
The baby made a big mess in hims pants. Yes hims did.
Marty just pooped in his pretty new britches. Shoooo-wee!"


After Ms. Sara cleaned his poopy bottom with a washcloth,
she powdered Marty with sweet-smelling baby powder,
and lovingly diapered him with 2 diaper pins in her mouth.

Ms. Sara had just finished sliding the last pin through the diaper,
when Marty's Mother walked in and noticed the smell.

"Shooo-wee! Smells like somebody's been awful busy."

Ms. Sara giggled. Her living room smelled like a stockyard.
The smell of poop and baby powder was wafting through the air,
as Ms. Sara told his Mother all about his poopy diaper.

"Yes, we were a little busy in the Highchair this morning.
He pooped his pants after two jars of prunes and broccoli.
You should have seen him Beulah! Oh his face was so red!
First he started tooting with this serious look on his face,
then when I fed him more broccoli, he turned red as a beet,
and pooped his pants in the Highchair. Oh he sure was gruntin."


Beulah loved hearing about Marty's poopy diapers.
The two women exchanged warm, motherly smiles,
as Ms. Sara diapered her baby and finished dressing him,
telling Beulah how much she loved Marty's pretty new britches.

"Oh Beulah, I love these new bib overalls you bought him.
It makes it so easy to change his pants when he's in these.
And if I smell something, I can lay him down, unsnap the pants,
and take a peek into his diaper to see if it's gas or poop.
I love him in these new Oshkosh overalls. They are so pretty!"


Beulah smiled. She had bought Marty three new pairs of them.
Tomorrow, she would bring Marty back in a new pair of overalls,
smelling like baby powder, in his pretty new britches.

As Ms. Sara said good-bye to Marty and his Mother,
the smell of poop and baby powder lingered in the air.
Her house always smelled like poop and baby powder,
when Marty had a full tummy and pooped his pants.

Ms. Sara loved having a baby in the house.
A pretty baby, in his pretty new britches.

THE END.

Last edited by Little Stinky Britches on Tue Aug 06, 2013 8:38 am, edited 2 times in total.

Phew! Somebody needs a changing.
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Post by Little Stinky Britches »

Finally, I finished this story!

Can't wait to call Ms. Lily! 8)

Phew! Somebody needs a changing.
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Post by Ella »

What a great story! Loved reading it! Thanks for sharing :)
Heart felt kisses,

Ella
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Post by Little Stinky Britches »

Ella, you and Candy are so kind. :D

Thank you so much for reading and enjoying my stories. :D

It's so nice that you and Candy, Sara, and Josie all enjoy nostalgic stories about my time as a baby in the 1950s with all the vintage highchairs, cloth diapers and plastic baby pants. :D

Its wonderful that we all share this together. 8)

Phew! Somebody needs a changing.
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