Mommies potty chair training: humiliation of a little
September 9, 2026
Liam was put into the family van, his backpack in tow with all of his supplies. The sun glinted off the windows, making him squint. “Mommy!” he called out, his voice high and reedy from the backseat of the van, sitting in his carseat all buckled up as they were now driving, it sounded like his legs were swinging “wan hold han..at park mommy!” As Mommy continued to drive she’d look in the rear end mirror with a small smile towards him, until they drove into the parks parking lot and she drove into a open spot.
Now parked, mommy then turned off the car, unbuckled her seatbelt and opened the door to get out before closing it behind herself, going to his side of the car and opening his door. She smiled when she saw him and reached for him, her fingers curling around his. “Of course, baby. We’re going to have so much fun at the park today.” his diaper shifting beneath him as he was unbuckled out of his carseat and helped out of the van, now standing.
they started making their way down the path towards the park area, that was familiar to them by now, both hand in hand. The park seemed to grow as they walked closer, the towering trees and bright playground equipment coming into their vision. “There mama, look, Look!” Liam clapped his hands together, his eyes wide with excitement.
Liam’s diaper felt snug against his bottom as he waddled towards the playground, his sneakers sinking into the rubber mulch as he waddled along. “Mommy, push me?” he asked, pointing to the colorful line of swings.
“Of course, baby. lets get you on one” Mommy scooped him up and settled him into one of the swings, adjusting his diaper to make sure he was comfortable and that it didn’t scrunch up anywhere too much. She gave the swing a gentle push, and Liam giggled and babbled with delight as he soared back and forth.
As she pushed him on the swing, Liam felt a familiar tingle in his diaper which usually happened, when he was really excited or after a time of playing. He squirmed a little, trying to ignore the sensation, but it only grew stronger with each push mommy did. “Mommy,” he whined, his voice trembling. “Diapee change.”
Mommy smiled, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “That’s okay, sweetie. Mommy’s got you.” She scooped him up in her arms and carried him over to a picnic table, spreading out a clean changing pad from his backpack they brought with them.
Liam laid back on the pad, his diaper feeling hot and heavy against his skin as his diaper sagged a little with the messy evidence. Mommy unfastened the tabs and peeled pieces of the diaper away, revealing the wet mess inside. She cleaned him gently with baby wipes, grabbed some powder and put it over his bum, then reached for a fresh diaper so she could put it around his waist.
“What kind of change should Mommy give you?” she asked, her voice low and husky, almost sounding like she was thinking yet she already knew the answer. “A gentle change, or a more… exciting one?”
Liam’s eyes widened at Mommy’s question. He had heard of the more exciting changes from small exchanges between mommy and some others before over phone calls, but he had never experienced one himself. “I don’t know,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “What do you think, Mommy?”
“I think it’s time for a more exciting change, sweetheart. One that will make you feel all kinds of good.” she said in a tone that meant that the decision had been made.
