Steven Goes To Nursery School

	Mrs.  Crawford just couldn't understand what had gotten in to
her seven year old son Steven.  A few months ago she had caught him
wearing one of his baby brothers diapers.  She had hoped to cure him of
his odd behavior by dressing him and treating him like a little baby for
the rest of the day, and she had thought that she had shamed him out of
his desire to wear his brothers diapers.  Since then however some very
odd things had been occuring.  For instance, a few weeks ago she had
found five wet diapers in her baby Billys diaper pail when she knew that
she had only changed him three times that day.  Also, Billy never seemed
to have enough clean plastic baby pants even after she had washed a load
of his clothing.  Yesterday she had gone to get a clean disposable
diaper from the box in the nursery and it was empty even though she was
sure that there should have been two or three diapers left.

	The conclusion was obvious it seemed.  Her son Steven was once
again sneaking his little brothers clothes from the nursery and wearing
them. What was not so obvious was what she should do about it.
Tommorrow she was going to start her new job as a bookeeper for an
insurance agency. Her two oldest daughters were staying with their
grandparents for the summer and after she put Billy in the day care
nursery she was going to send Steven off to summer camp.  With her new
job and caring for two year old Billy she just didn't have time to deal
with a seven year old baby too.

	At last she hit upon an idea to so lve her problem.  Since
Steven was determined to wear diapers like his baby brother then why not
send him to nursery school with Billy?  Then he can act like a baby all
he wants.

	That very afternoon Mrs.  Crawford called the Wee Ones Daycare
Nursery and explained to the the woman in charge, a Mrs. Smith her sons
problem.  The arrangements were made for Steven to stay at the nursery
and be cared for like all the other toddlers.  She kept her intentions
from Steven and she knew that he was going to be in for quite a surprise
in the morning.

	The next morning Steven awoke extra early as usual.  As he lay
in his bed he reached under the covers and began rubbing the soft cotton
diaper that he had pinned on himself before he went to sleep the night
before. As he stroked the soft fluffy material between his legs he
thought about going to summer camp that day, and how he was going to
miss wearing his brothers diapers to bed for the whole summer.  He
didn't know why he loved putting the diapers on, he just knew that he
did and that he couldn't help it.  His mother and sisters couldn't
understand his behavior and after the humiliation that he was put
through the first time he was caught in diapers he knew that he had to
keep his special activity secret.  Since this would be the last chance
at wearing a diaper that summer he decided to give himself a treat and
wet in it.  He knew that he could sneak it into his little brothers
diaper pail later and no one would be the wiser.  He reached under the
mattress and retrieved a pair of his baby brothers plastic panties that
he kept hidden there for just this purpose.  As he pulled the waterproof
pants over his feet and up his legs he imagined that he was a little
toddler laying in his crib and having his morning diaper change.  Once
the baby pants were in place he lay back and relaxed competly.  Soon he
felt the familiar warmth flow from between his legs and spread to the
front and back of the diaper.  He was in heaven as he lay there in his
soaking wet pants and once again he wished that his mom and sisters
could accept his infantile yearnings.

	All of a sudden and without any warning his mother walked into
his room.  Steven hadn't heard her get up earlier and get dressed.  He
instantly jerked his blanket up to his chin and thought furiuosly on how
he was going to get himself out of this mess?  Pulling the blanket off
her son his mother merely remarked "Let's get a dry diaper on you before
we get ready to go."

	Steven could hardly beleive his ears!  Not only was his mother
not surprised at his infantile condition, she didn't even appear to be
angry or upset with him.  As he lay there in confusion his mother
quickly and efficiently changed him into a dry diaper and clean plastic
baby pants. Steven thought that she was going to punish him by making
him wear the diaper until it was time to get ready to go to the bus for
camp.  But after breakfast she finished dressing him with out removing
any of his baby clothes.  He began to cry then because he thought that
she was going to send him off to camp in diapers and when all his
friends saw him they would laugh and tease him.

	"I'm sorry Steven" his mother said.  "But I can't send a little
boy still in diapers off to summer camp alone.  I have decided that
since you insist on being a baby and because I have to work during the
day and can't watch you and Billy, then both of you will have to spend
your days at nursery school."

	"But I'm too big for nursery school!!" he cried.

	"You are also too big to be wearing and wetting your brothers
diaper." she insisted as they left the house.  While on their way to the
nursery school Steven begged and pleaded with his mother but nothing he
said made any differance.  He was still crying as they finally arrived
at the Wee Ones nursery school.  It was a big brick building with a
large fenced back yard.  The two story house was divided into an
upstairs kindergarten and pre-school, and the downstairs was a nursery
for babies and toddlers.  They walked down a flight of stairs and
entered the hectic confusion of the nursery.  It was a big bright cheery
room filled with toys, stuffed animals and about a dozen small children
ranging in age from 12 months to 2 or 3 years.  Along the walls were
seven or eight cribs painted in white and pastel colors.  Four women
were attending the little ones and they had quite a job keeping the
toddlers in control. The room smelled faintly of baby powder and was
quite noisy.

	One of the women came up and greeted Mrs. Crawford and
introduced herself as Mrs. Smith who was in charge of the nursery staff.
Stevens mother in turn introduced his little brother Billy and then
turned to him.  "This is my other little baby son, Stevie.  He was so
excited to come here today and I am sure that both of my little boys are
going to enjoy their stay here, isn't that right Steven?" she asked.  He
could only nod his head yes.

	I have explained to Mrs.  Smith all about you son, and I have
asked her to treat you just like all the other little ones here.  But if
I hear from her that you haven't behaved yourself and been a good little
boy then you are going to get a severe spanking when we get home, do you
understand?" his mother demanded.  "Yes mommy." he mumbled.

	"I'm sure that Steven is going to be the sweetest baby that we
have ever cared for." Mrs.  Smith said happily.  Billy had toddled off
to play with some of the stuffed animals.  Mrs. Crawford went back to
the car and returned a moment later with a large diaper bag.  "I hope
that this will be enough diapers for the two, I wasn't sure how many
baby Stevie will need." she explained.

	"Don't worry, we have quite a few of our own to use if need be."
Mrs.  Smith assured her.  After kissing both her boys goodby Stevens
mother finally rushed off to work.  Now what am I supposed to do, he
thought to himself.  Suddenly Mrs.  Smith picked him up and held him
just like he really was a little baby.  "Please don't feel embarassed or
ashamed, Stevie" she said as she carried him into the room.  "You are
not the first older baby that we have taken care of.  Why, we once had a
nine year old girl that was with us for a whole year!" She layed him in
one of the cribs lining the wall and began pulling his pants off over
his shoes.  "Since it is such a warm day I don't think that you will
need these pants, will you?"

	Now he was really embarassed because his mother had dressed him
in a particularly babyish pair of plastic pants.  The panties were white
with pink, yellow and blue rocking horses and teddy bears printed on
them.  "Don't feel embarassed" she said as she noticed his expression.
"I think you look darling, and besides, all the other children are
dressed just as you are anyway.  Just remember that the bathroom is off
limits now.  When you need your diaper changed just tell me or one of
the other women and we will take care of you." Steven was beginning to
like Mrs.  Smith, especially the attention that she was giving him.  His
mother never seemed to have the time to hold him and talk to him
anymore.  Mrs.  Smith was nice and smiled alot. She picked him up again
and put him on the floor.  "Now go and have fun!" she said as she patted
him on his padded bottom.  Steven had been dreading this moment.  Now
all the rest of the children were going to see him in his diaper and
baby panties and laugh at him or make fun of him.  Suddenly he realized
that no one was laughing or staring at him at all!  The other kids
weren't even looking at him and they didn't seem to care what he had on.
As a matter of fact all the other children were diapered just as he was
and they seemed to accept him as just another toddler.

	He sat on the floor and picked up a stuffed puppy dog that had
big floppy ears and began playing with it.  This is neat!  he thought to
himself.  Now I can really be a baby again and mom and my dumb ol'
sisters won't be around to make me feel bad.  If I have to be in diapers
and stay in the nursery with the rest of the babies then I'll just relax
and be a good baby.  A little girl crawled over and sat next to him. She
was about two years old and was wearing a short pink dress and
disposable didy.  "My puppie!!" she said and reached for his toy.  He
handed it to her and she smiled at him and said, "Tank U!" Steven threw
his head back and laughed.  The little girl looked at his diaper and
baby pants and asked, "Babeee???" Steven nodded his head yes and the
little girl smiled at him and crawled away with the puppy hugged tight
in her arms.

	Crawling looks fun, he thought to himself.  He got on his hands
and knees and began crawling to the toy box.  Crawling was neat because
it made his diaper rub against his bottom and between his legs and
Steven loved that.  Better yet was the fact that no one laughed or
teased him for crawling and the women attendents just looked down at him
and smiled.  In the toy box he found some wooden ABC blocks and he got
them out and played with them for a while.  Pretty soon he felt the urge
to wet himself.  By this time he was so relaxed and unafraid that he
soaked his diaper without feeling the least bit self-conscious or
guilty.  He was having so much fun that he didn't bother telling Mrs.
Smith or the other women that he needed to be changed.  Finally one of
the other women came by and put her finger through the leg band of his
baby panties.  As she picked him up she smiled at him and said "Let's
get some dry nappies on you before your pants start to leak!" Steven
smiled back at her as she layed him in a crib.  He stuck his legs in the
air and began to kick and squirm just like he had seen his baby brother
do during his diaper changes.  The woman smiled down at him and patted
his head as she pulled his baby pants off.  Then she unpinned him and
pulled the wet flannel from beneath his bottom.  By this time Steven was
regressed to the point that he wasn't even embarassed to have a strange
woman see him completly bare.  Next he was sprinkled with fragrant baby
powder.  He absolutely loved the smell of the powder and as it was
gently rubbed into his skin he breathed in the wonderful aroma.  The
nice lady carefully lifted him by his ankles and slipped another soft
dry diaper under him and layed him back down.  He loved the fluffy feel
of the cotton as it was drawn up between his legs and pinned securely at
each hip with pink tipped diaper pins.  Again he was lifted up and a
pair of Gerber snap-on baby pants were slid beneath him.  After they
were pulled up between his thighs and snapped together Mrs.  Smith came
over to his crib and asked his attendant "How is our new baby doing,
Linda?"

	"Why you couldn't ask for a nicer little boy." Linda replied as
she smiled down at him.  "I may just take him home with me tonight." She
rubbed his tummy and Steven gurggled and cooed with delight.

	"Let me take him and get him ready for his nap." Mrs.  Smith
said.  "I want to hold such a precious baby myself."

	As she picked him up and held him Steven felt totally secure and
content.  His mother never held him like that anymore and he really
missed being cuddled.  He laid his head on her shoulder and closed his
eyes.  For the first time in a long, long while he felt really happy.

	Mrs.  Smith carried him into a small room off of the main
nursery.  In the middle of the room was a big overstuffed rocking chair
and next to it a table.  On the table was a bottle warmer with a baby
bottle of milk in it. Mrs. Smith sat in the rocking chair with Steven
and covered her baby with a big fuzzy blanket.  She reached over to the
bottle warmer and picked up the bottle, holding the nipple to the boys
lips.  "Stevie baby" she said softly, "Hey, little boy." Steven opened
his eyes sleepily and saw the baby bottle before him.  After a short
while he took the nipple into his mouth and slowly began to nurse.
"Steven, do you know what a psychologist is?" she asked him gently.
Steven shook his head no and continued to suck from the bottle that she
held for him.

	"Well, they are a kind of doctor that helps people with problems
that they may have.  A child psychologist is a doctor who helps boys and
girls with their problems."

		     Steven Goes To Nursery School

				 Part 2

	"I'm a child psychologist that helps little children who need to
be babies again to grow up inside themselves and be happy."

	"Like me?"  Steven asked sleepily.

	She kissed him on the forehead and said "Yes, just like you."

	Steven got a worried look on his face.  "Am I a bad boy for
wanting to put Billy's diapers on?" he asked fearfully.

	"Of course you're not a bad boy!  You are a beautiful little boy
who needs some special love and attention.  I just talked with your
mother on the telephone and we have arranged for you to come live with
my husband and I for a while.  We have a great big house and three other
children that are like you and that we are helping to raise."

	"Are they babies like me?" he asked.

	"They were when they first came to live with us, and I put them
back in diapers and took care of them just like I'm going to take care
of you.  Now they are bigger and are almost ready to go back to their
real mommies and daddies."

	"Will I be your little baby now?" he asked hopefully.

	"Yes, and you can be a baby all day and all night and no one
will ever laugh at you or tease you about it.  Do you think that you
would like to come live with us for a while?  I know that my husband Don
and our kids would love to have a sweet little baby like you to take
care of."

	Steven thought for a moment, then asked "Could I stay for as
long as I want??"

	Mrs.  Smith smiled at him and said, "You can stay for as long as
you need us, and you can stay a baby until you feel happy at being a
little boy."  Steven thought about his mother who never held him
anymore.  He thought about his sisters who always teased and taunted
him.  He thought about his father who had died before Steven had even
got to know him. Then he snuggled closer to his new mommy and felt her
warm loving arms around him and said simply,"Okay." and drifted off to
sleep.

				The End