January Exclusive - "Alibi" - Part 2

TWO

Can he do it? Can he let go like that?

Probably. If he has to. Truth is, he needs to go. His bladder is tight and heavy, full of that Kool-Aid crap they gave him during the test. Daisy had plied him with fruit drink and cookies until he was fit to burst.

So sure, he needs to piss. But really, does he have to do it in a diaper?

Jamie shrugs. “Let’s just wait, see what Daisy comes back with.”

Becca shakes her head. “You have to do it now. She looked suspicious. They’re going to think you’re faking it.”

“Why would they think I was faking it? Come on, who would do that?”

Becca stares at him. “A criminal. Someone like you.”

Jamie laughs. “Babe, no one is ever suspicious of me.” He bares his teeth. “I got an innocent face! I fooled the judge that time, I’ve fooled the cops plenty.”

“It’s not the same,” replies Becca. She pulls away and looks behind her to the closed door of the exam room.

“Come on,” says Jamie. He puts his arms around her waist. “Daisy’s easy. All I had to do was act like those poor bastards we’ve seen on the news for the last year. Sucking their pacifiers and babbling nonsense. Those nurses aren’t looking for bad guys like me. Daisy’s sweet, like the rest of this place. They’re trying to help people.”

“Maybe. But she knows something’s up with you.” Becca rubs the back of her neck. “Sure you didn’t let something slip?”

“There’s nothing to slip! They weren’t interrogating me. They shone a light in my eyes, tested my reflexes. It wasn’t a-”

Becca pulls away, points at Jamie’s arm. “Injected you with something. Didn’t you kick up a fuss? You’ve always hated needles.”

Jamie shrugs. “It’s funny, that nurse…Daisy, she really has a way at putting people at their ease. She said it wouldn’t hurt, and she was right.” He grins. “I’m a brave little honeybun, according to her.” He hugs her again, kisses her neck lightly. “You know nobody can resist my charms.”

Becca sniffs. “Whatever.” She reaches for his rear, gives it a pat. “That’s one thick diaper.”  She softens her voice and says sweetly, “Come on, sweetie, let it out and then we can go.”

Jamie laughs, although he’s okay with Becca’s new tone. “You going to take charge now, is that it?” He raises his eyebrows. “Break the habit of a lifetime?”

She pats his diapered rear again and grins, before cooing at him, “Use your diaper like a good boy, honeybun.”

Honeybun.

That’s what Daisy calls him. That’s Jamie’s special…

He blinks, and he’s being cuddled by Becca, he’s held securely.

All that juice. Ready to go, if he lets it. And then they can go, they can go home and Jamie can rest. He can take a nap, even if that’s what toddlers do. He can take a nap and feel so refreshed when he wakes up. And then he won’t be anybody’s ‘honeybun.’

Fine. Whatever. Let it go. He frowns. “Okay, but I’m not sure I can.”

“Close your eyes,” Becca says, and Jamie does as he’s told.

She strokes his back, and whispers the magic word in his ear again. “Honeybun, you can do it. You’re so full of pee. It’s not good to keep all that pee inside, silly boy, gotta let it go! Wet your diaper, honeybun, make it all wet for Mommy.”

Mommy. Just like Daisy kept telling him. Mommy will be here soon, give you kisses and cuddles. Mommy’s gonna take such good care of you, Honeybun!

Jamie exhales. Had he been holding his breath before? He must have been tense, more anxious than he was letting on.

He’s not tense now. He’s loose, he’s completely relaxed, as a hot wetness floods his diaper. There’s a weakness in his knees, which is momentarily alarming before it’s not a problem. The weakness is understandable, it’s inevitable, because Jamie is happier than he can ever remember being.

The pleasure centers of his brain light up in bliss, he presses his thighs together to celebrate the wetness in his crotch, and without Mommy there…silly, without Becca to hold him, silly Jamie would fall back, he would be on the floor.

“I gotcha,” Becca says, “Careful. Did you…oh wow, you did have a lot of pee.”

Jamie feels a slight draft as Becca lifts his gown. “Oh look!” she exclaims. “It’s got a cool pattern.” She giggles. “That’s so cute!”

Jamie looks down and gazes at the diaper. The pattern is more than cool, it’s beautiful. He opens his mouth to correct her, but finds he can’t describe the lights and shapes dancing over his crotch. The most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, and he can only continue to look down in addled amazement at the illuminations.

“There’s something…” Becca touches the front of the diaper gingerly. “It’s kind of…it’s sticky. Why’s it sticky?”

Jamie shakes his head. He doesn’t know, doesn’t care, he only understands how wonderful he feels. He giggles as Becca brings her fingers to her face and peers at a sparkling residue. “What is that stuff?” she asks wonderingly.

“Everything okay in…oh good,” Daisy says as she enters the examination room without knocking.

“Oh!” Becca pulls away from Jamie as if scalded. She wipes her hands hurriedly on her own pants.

Daisy doesn’t comment on Becca’s actions. “That must feel so much better,” she tells Jamie brightly, and the man can only nod his head enthusiastically.

“I peed!” he announces unnecessarily, more loudly than he intended.

Daisy laughs, and tousles Jamie’s hair. “Knew you could do it. And now you feel better right?”

Jamie nods eagerly. It occurs to him, filtered through the dimming sparkles in his vision and mind, that he’s not having to act. He really does feel better, just like Daisy and Becca said he would.

Becca blushes at having exposed Jamie’s diaper, even though nurses like Daisy must see this all the time, right? She wipes her hands on her pants and points at Daisy’s bag. “Is that Jamie’s clothes?”

“That’s right, ma’am,” Daisy replies, passing her the bag. “Do you want me to change him, or do you want to do it yourself?”

“Change him?”

Jamie watches Becca frown and then blush. “Oh. Right. I…I’ll do it.” She smiles weakly. “I probably need the practice.”

Daisy laughs. “Well, you let me know if you need anything. I’ll give you some privacy, just let me know when you’re ready to check out.”

Becca nods. “And the paperwork?”

“They have it ready for you at reception.” She points at the bag. “Soon as Jamie’s dressed, you bring him through.” She flutters a wave at Jamie. “And then Mommy can take you home, Honeybun!”

Jamie waves clumsily back. What a pretty nurse. What a smart lady. Just like Becca. What a lucky boy he is.