I feel her wetting my hair and combing it out straight as it touches my shoulders all the way around and in the front my bangs go past my mouth there so long. Just over an hour goes by and I feel Beth shaking me. "Are you awake yet Kellie?" I continue to feel her shaking me. I seat up and the first thing I notice is that my diaper is wet. I don’t say anything to Beth as I watch her jumping up and down on the bed. But Mom had other plans for her son this day and Josh was about to find out just what those plans were. There on the bed all laid out very neatly was that darn Pinafore dress with the slip and panties right beside it. Josh just stood there in amazement as it dawned on him what was happening.

Like I said before mommy you are a freaking riot do you know that as I say it louder almost yelling at her as I step out of the car and stamp my feet. Snap’, ‘Snap’... “What was that.” I open my eyes feeling the two different hairstylists playing with my ears.”What are you doing?” I don’t know if your mom will let that happen." I watch as Beth empties two large boxes of her old cloths on her bed. "Wow you have a lot of old cloths Beth. All I see is skirts and little dresses I don’t see any pants or shorts." I see her empty another box, and it only has training panties and plastic panties that go over a diaper. I look scared as I hear the phone ringing. The hairstylist goes to the phone. My mom comes over to the chair as she reaches out and holds my hand while the hairstylist answers the phone. I look at the little girl. After hearing the little girl I realize she thinks I’m a little girl too because of the panties she sees me wearing while she keeps referring to me as a she. "Oh what is your name anyway I’m Beth like my mom already said."I said I was really sorry and I didn’t know why I wanted to but I just felt like trying. I wasn’t a kid anymore and that made me feel more embarrassed. My mom then asked me how long I have been dressing up in her clothes and I lied saying it was my first time. The good thing was she wasn’t very angry and tried to be understanding. As soon as the zipper was down, I rushed to my room to take of the dress and pantyhose.

We start walking to the front yard. “Can you ride your bicycle home or do you want us to drop you off? It’s not easy to ride a bicycle while wearing a dress Kellie.” Mom told her lots of little secrets that boys aren't supposed to know, and Julie would get all squirmie and giggle when mom told her the things girls talk about when they talk about boys. I have to pee so bad!!!! I am never going to make it to the bathroom! If I stand up it is all coming out! This was to much for Josh and he jumped from the bed and started to pull the dress over his head, when Mom stopped him. Oh so you still wear them at night that’s ummm smart in case you umm have an accident." I guess Beth is closer to a baby than I thought as I try to make her feel good about wearing a diaper and plastic panties at night."Do you have the next size up in your dresser because these look a little small for you?"

Such stories epitomize fantasy because it is little chance that they occur in reality. Authoring such stories could be a coping mechanism to deal with perceived anti-social behavior of the past. The only problem it draws a pound of flesh from innocent flesh and not from the idividual responsible. It may make a person feel better but it is a comfortable fallacy. It is an overreaction and perpetuates an invalid stereotype. Turning to the side I see Beth staring at me and the wet diaper. “It’s okay Kellie I have an extra diaper in my purse just for these emergencies. Your mommy can take you in the little girl’s room and change your diaper. We can meet you at the ice cream pallor.” Then, I got the pantyhose. I had never worn them before but always wanted to wear one. This was my best chance. So, slowly I put them on. I struggled to get it on because the alignment always got wrong. With quite a bit of effort, I finally got the pantyhose on. It was an intense feeling that I had never experienced before. I completely fell in love with how it felt on my legs. Lastly, I put on my mom’s heels and my feet could fit in them. It felt amazing. Once down stairs mom made him walk around, and sit, and reach up high, all the time telling him his panties are showing. Again he seemed to not know what to do with hands, so mom gave him one of her old dolls, and taught him how to hold a doll.

Hehehe I won Kellie, I told you I was faster than you.” We both look at Beth's mom shaking her head and staring at us both. Hahaha mommy funny.” I look up at mom smiling as she pats me in between the legs, hearing the plastic panties and diaper making a crinkling sound. White cotton panties are clearly visible through a sheer chiffon-like slip dress ... is this the best With the help of my mommy friends, I created this little intimate photography project just in time for Mother’s day, to remind everyone what motherhood really looks like. Some might find these interesting pictures raw, but that's how it is in real life.But Beth do I really have to wear a diaper?" as Beth hands me the diaper and panties. I walk into her bathroom and I slide my training panties off and I see Beth's training panties in her hamper. I drop mine in there to. I grab the Barbie pull up and see it’s a diaper not a pull up like Beth’s. Mom would sit in a leaning position on the end of the couch, with Julie leaning against her both in their very feminine nighties. Mom would tell Julie all about things girls do, and the things she did as a little girl. Julie especially liked mom telling her about the pajama parties she went too, and what the girls actually talked about and did. Let’s race to the top of the stairs Kellie Ready? 1, 2, and 3 go…” We start running up the stairs as fast as we can. Little Beth giggles as we try to run up the stairs. I'm fine really." I look down and see I’m just standing in the little pink Barbie training panties with my ripped up shorts around my ankles. Mommy this is not funny. None of your ideas are right, now this is what happened. I was riding my bicycle doing my paper route, and a dog ran in front of me and I swerved to miss it and I hit the curb. Mrs. Jones and her daughter Beth came running over to me and seen my shorts were ripped wide open and when I stood up they fell to my ankles and they seen my ummmmm underwear.”

I feel the lady’s hand on my shoulder. I look up at the lady smiling than down at the little girl who is about 3-4, but about my height. “Well that’s good your okay sweetie. We can't let you going home with your panties hanging out of those shorts. You seem about my daughters size let’s take you inside and put a band aid on your knee and you can barrow an outfit.Yes Mrs. Howard we had a lot of fun today. We will have to do it again real soon. My mommy and I are getting our hair done. Is that why the two of you are here to get your hair done?” I look scared hearing Beth's comment about us getting our hair done to. It was Saturday morning and baseball practice was at 1:PM, but Josh had a problem to take care of first.