The Park Outing (Part 1)

“Come on, Lucas, we’re going to be late!” Brenda shouted from the front door, her voice filled with the kind of exasperation that only comes from dealing with an adult baby who can’t seem to make up his mind.
Lucas stood in his room, staring at the clothes laid out on his bed: a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. He had been procrastinating for what felt like hours, but it had only been half an hour. It’s not that he was concerned about what his clothes looked like, but he couldn’t stop imagining what they would look like with wet spots on the crotch. Lucas thought he’d been doing a good job hiding his continued incontinence issue from Brenda, so he didn’t want any wet spots to tip her off. He really wanted to go to the park; he loved playing, but he was more than a bit scared that little dribbles might become bigger dribbles. He told her he was a big boy now! It wasn’t his fault that he was having a few…setbacks.
“Lucas! We’re leaving in five minutes whether you’re ready or not!” Brenda’s voice boomed through the house, pulling him from his thoughts.
He took a deep breath and started getting dressed. As he pulled on his jeans, he felt the tissue he’d wadded up inside his undies move around, so he readjusted it. He quickly finished getting dressed and ran downstairs, trying to ignore the growing pressure.
“Finally!” Brenda exclaimed as he burst through the front door. “You know, if you keep taking so long, we’ll never leave.”
Lucas managed a small smile, but his mind was elsewhere. The car ride was silent, save for the occasional hum of the radio. Brenda glanced over at him, noticing the tense look on his face.
“Are you okay?” she asked, concern lacing her voice.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” Lucas replied, though his voice wavered slightly.
Brenda parked the car and turned to face him as they arrived at the park. “You sure you’re alright? You look a little… off.”
Lucas nodded, but the truth was that he could barely hold it together. The thought of having an accident in front of everyone and Brenda had him blushing with embarrassment.
“Listen,” Brenda said gently, reaching over to touch his arm. “I know things have been tough lately. How about we take a little precaution today?”
Lucas looked at her, confused. “What do you mean?”
Brenda sighed, clearly hesitant to bring it up. “How about you wear a diaper just in case? It might make things easier for you.”
His cheeks flushed with embarrassment. “A diaper? Here? Now?”
“It’s just a precaution,” she assured him. “No one has to know.”
Lucas hesitated, his pride clashing with the desperate need to have that protection and comfort. Finally, he gave a reluctant nod. “Alright, but let’s do it quick.”
Brenda smiled, relieved that he agreed. She reached into the backseat and pulled out a bag filled with diapers and other supplies. Lucas watched, mortified, as she spread a waterproof mat on the seat and began to help him undress. Click right here to read the next part!

Aunt Brenda

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