I didn't know what to do. The police man kept hanging harder and harder till I finally grew some balls to open the door. I looked around and got some stretchy sweatpants.
When I opened the door, I only popped my head out.
Sir may I come in and talk to you?
Um, I'm sorta busy at the moment, can you come later?
Not an option, I am looking for this kid. He pulled out a photo of 3 year old me.
I saw him riding a bike to this house. Does he live here?
I had to think of a way to make him leave.
Yes he lives here, he is my little brother.
May I speak with him?
You can't at the moment, he is with my parents.
Do you have a phone number for the parents?
Do you mind if you tell me why you have photos of my little brother.
I can't tell someone who is hiding behind a door, come out.
I came out and he saw a little bulge where my underwear used to be.
Boy what are you wearing under those pants?
I pulled a little part of my pants down, letting him see the diaper.
You otta be ashamed of youself. Arn't you potty trained?
Think, maybe if you tell him another lie, me may leave.
I sorta can't control my ways on going to the bathroom. My bladder and bowels just haven't learned to adapt to going when I am in the bathroom.
Well, I was looking for a yes/no answer, but that is fine. Have a nice day.
He sniffed the air, and this is when I was extremely afraid.
Do you need to change that diaper of yours?
No, that is just, um...
No that's your diaper alright, you need to change yourself before you cause the neighborhood cats to come to your house.
I sorta can't get the diaper off.
May I come inside?
Um, sure.
The police officer walked inside and I just noticed that he was beefed. It looked like his muscles had muscles.
He grabbed me by my waist and layed me on his hip. It felt weird, but I wanted to lay my head on his shoulder and sleep. He took me upstairs and I pointed to my room. He opened the door and layed me on the floor. I was about to get up, but he had some things in his hands.
He layed his hand on my chest, and it was impossible to get up. He pulled my pants down and took off my diaper. He wrapped it up and threw it into the trash. He slid one of the diapers he somehow found under me, and cleaned my privite area. Then he powdered the area he cleaned and pulled the diaper on my crotch. He then slid his fingers on my sides. I felt a little weird, but also amused.
The police officer pulled me up and slapped my butt, like a coach does in football.
I still need your parents phone number so I can talk about both of their sons.
I wrote down my number and gave it to the police officer. He waved goodbye and closed the door.
I went into my closet and found a ton of diapers. I tried to pull mine off, but it was stuck again.
I heard the door open and the voices of my parents. Then I could heard their footsteps coming towards my room. I tried to hide, but right whem I found a good hiding spot, my parents came in and saw me