Story #145: Beach Bum (Part 1)

Story #145: Beach Bum (Part 1) (Chapter 16 to 'From Cool to Drool') (Content Tags: Messy diapers, public humiliation, diaper change, swim diapers, perceived as mushbrain, ongoing storyline) "Shouldn't he be in a swim diaper, mom?" "Not until we get there. Swim diapers are just for number twos; we don't want your brother tinkling in his chair and getting all wet." **Ppprrrrrrrtt...prrt...prrrttt!** "Ugh, speaking of number twos..." "We're almost there. I'll check on his diaper then." It was supposed to be a fun family outing to the beach for the day. After the less stellar slumber party from the night before, it should have been seen as relaxing. Jaydyn was left wishing that Jesse could have stuck around to come with them though, since now he was just going to be stuck with his mom and his bratty brother for the afternoon. The former skater boy was strapped tightly into his oversized carseat, with just a tank top and his Abenas. Since he'd be getting changed into his swimwear at the beach, it hadn't felt necessary to his mother to add shorts to his ensemble. Besides, this way it would be easier to keep an eye on the condition of his diaper, which was already at least visibly wet. Jaydyn would much rather have stayed at home. The beach was a very public spot, and while the likelihood of running into someone from school was small, it wasn't zero. They had traveled a little under an hour to get here, so there was still a chance that someone he knew was also having a 'beach day' before the school week started again. There were only really a few good beach weeks left until the temperature started to drop, which meant people were flocking while they could. The blond kept his opinion to himself. He'd tried to get out of it earlier, but his mom hadn't been very receptive to his attitude. She thought he needed to get out more, and also figured this might help retain a sense of normalcy; life hadn't stopped, it had just become different. Besides that, there was also his younger brother to consider. Logan, at least from their mother's perspective, still deserved to do all the things that he was accustomed to. They hadn't gone to the beach all Summer, because Jaydyn had been recovering in the hospital, and she didn't want to completely deprive the younger of the two. Jaydyn squirmed in his carseat and could feel something mushy underneath his buttcheeks. It was hot and hadn't been there a few minutes ago. Unsurprisingly, that bout of gas had been the trumpeting call of him crapping in his diaper. It wasn't a lot, at least by the metric he was familiar with, but poop was poop, especially when inside your pants. The car parked at the edge of the sidewalk that rested above the beach. Just as expected, there were a ton of vehicles already here and a ton of people on the beach. They were spread out well enough that everyone got some of their own space, but privacy on the sand would be impossible. "Logan, why don't you go get us a spot on the beach? I'm going to get your brother changed in the car." Logan didn't have to be told twice. He grabbed a towel and got out of the car, immediately making his way down toward the sand. Meanwhile, their mother got Jaydyn out of his carseat and led him to the back of the car, so she could get him cleaned up and changed. His diaper was soaked and a little messy, but it didn't take her long to untape him and get his rump wiped clean. The swim diaper felt pretty similar to a normal one, at least in terms of bulk, but the swimsuit she had bought for him was a little less on the 'normal' side of things. It was more like a romper than anything else, covering a lot more than a pair of trunks would, and having another surprise inside... "..Feels weird." He commented when he was sat back up. The diaper was thick, sure, but it shouldn't feel *this* cumbersome! She gave him a pat on the tush, "The swimsuit has a built-in diaper too. I just didn't think it'd be enough with the uh-ohs you've been making...Just think of it as extra protection!" It more came across as something that would make his butt look bigger than the regular diaper already would. There wasn't a mirror for him to look at, but the material of the suit felt pretty taut to his skin, which would imply that the diaper itself being hugged and accentuated. Why did he have to wear this thing anyway? Was it just for the built-in diaper? What kind of swimsuit had that anyways? The answer was actually pretty obvious. This was something that you might put on a kid with special needs, and Jaydyn had to admit to himself that he fit the special bill pretty clearly. While he pondered it, his mother was putting some sandals on his feet for the walk down. "This will help keep you from getting burned." His mother added, tugging at the material with her fingers. "A little sunscreen wouldn't hurt either..." She dabbed some stuff from a lavender tube and spread it over the boy's face, as well as anywhere else that his suit wouldn't cover. "There we go! Now, get your towel and your hat, and we'll go join Logan." Jaydyn put on the sun hat and grabbed a towel adorned with 'Scooby Doo'. He also grabbed a plastic pail that his brother had seemed to forget. Meanwhile, his mother got a large bag and a picnic basket. Finally, she handed over the balled-up diaper that he'd been changed out of and instructed for him to toss it in the trash can on the way down. The blond sighed quietly, but obliged the request. He kept the heavy thing closely, not wanting anyone to realize what he was carrying. He wished that his mother was a little more aware of how embarrassing it was for him to possibly be seen with such a thing, but she looked oblivious to his strife. She meant well, but sometimes she just couldn't see things the same way that he did. The diaper got dunked in the can once they passed by it, and with it, Jaydyn felt himself a little more at ease as they walked down the steps and onto the sand. He was already here, so he might as well try to enjoy himself; his silly swimsuit and his big hat would help obstruct people from recognizing him, so why not make the most of it? Logan had set up their spot a little further off; it was a nice midway point between the seawall and the tide, with as generous an amount of space between others as the crowded beach would allow. He looked bored standing there, as if he could hardly contain himself from going and playing in the water. He was wearing one of Jaydyn's old bathing suits, which Jaydyn had fussed about, but that was an argument he'd swiftly lost. To be fair, last year's trunks wouldn't have fit over his newfound diapers. Besides that, a hand-me-down meant that more money didn't have to be wasted on something they already had. It was the same logic that'd slowly been allowing his brother to steal his wardrobe. "Finally! That took forever! Must have been some really poopy diaper, huh?" The boy exclaimed, while they were still a good ten feet away. Jaydyn wanted to clobber the brat. Their mom on the other hand, just shook her head and pointed at his swimsuit, "Your brother had to get ready, sweetie." Logan smiled at the silly sight, "Looks kinda like a wetsuit; not that Jay needs to be in the water to make his suit wet." "Be nice." The woman warned, putting the bag and the basket down on the towel. "Now, you boys go have some fun. I don't want you going far in though; up to your waist as the most, do you understand me?" "Yes, mom." They replied in unison, though Jaydyn's response had more of a lisp to it. "Good. Jaydyn, honey, hang back for a moment. I have something for you." Logan was already heading toward the water, carrying a boogie board to try floating atop the waves with. Jaydyn stayed in place, wondering what else his mom could possibly have in mind for him. As it would turn out, she had some water wings and a dorky orange vest for him. "I know how to swim!" The boy argued, looking at the flotation gear with disdain. "I know that, Jaydyn. However, you're still not as physically able as you used to be. Some of those muscles are still weak from being at the hospital, and you're not as coordinated with them anymore. This is just a precaution." She gently explained as she began to get him fitted with the extra accessories. Deep down, he knew she was right. Even if he wasn't going in deeper than his waist, a wave could still push him under, and then he'd have to hope he was strong enough not to get knocked over and submerged in the surf. "It'll also help me see you better, sweetheart, okay?" She added, fastening the vest and giving him a gentle pat on the back. "We'll work on your swimming when you start physical therapy, okay? Maybe next year you won't need any of this." He looked like a giant toddler now, from head to toe. Ridiculous romper wetsuit, floaties, sunhat, and of course, the thick swim diaper that he'd be shooting torpedoes into before too long. At the very least, he looked even less recognizable now than before, so that was a plus. He finally got sent along his way and he toddled toward the water, his feet now free of the sandals, so he could feel the warm sand between his toes. Once he touched the cool water, immediate relief came over him and he smiled. Beach days held a lot of good memories for him, but he'd been *normal* back then; even as recently as last summer, he'd tried his hand at surfing, since he was already a skater. That seemed impossibly out of reach now. He wasn't even allowed in the water without all this protection, so there was no way he'd even be permitted to attempt surfing again, not that he'd be capable at all. His balance was hard enough to keep under control while just *walking*, so extreme sports were completely off the table. He saw his brother further in, but he didn't have much desire to join him closer up. Logan was a jerk, and he was a bully, and he'd do nothing to improve Jaydyn's experience here. Instead, the blond walked slowly in a different direction, to enjoy his own patch of ocean. It was a lot harder to walk in the water than he remembered; he kept thinking he might tumble over, and that perhaps the floaties weren't such a bad idea. "Hey, look at that kid with the water wings!" Someone nearby chirped. Jaydyn turned his head to see a few younger kids had taken an interest in him and his choice of wardrobe. They were giggling among themselves, and Jaydyn wondered if he should bother defending himself or not. The idea had struck him before, that if he was getting trouble from someone in public, a stranger, then perhaps it might be better to 'play the part' he looked like. It had been too embarrassing of a prospect to commit to. He hated the idea of leaning into acting like a real retard, just under the assumption that they would leave him alone. His pride couldn't accept doing that. Obviously, showing real intelligence would make things worse, since that'd give them something to work with; if he had intellect, then he had shame, and that was blood in the water. So he turned his head back around, like he didn't hear them. It was better to not engage, even while he could hear the brats giggling amongst themselves at how the older child was dressed. They looked too small to try anything beyond verbal teasing, so he didn't feel too anxious about turning his back on them. "...Looks like what my *baby* brother wears. I wonder if his has a diaper too?" "That old and he can't even swim?" "Better stay away, in case he pees in the water!" Typical immature remarks that weighed on his mind, but less heavily when they come from tiny strangers. Learning to live with a disability such as this meant learning to live with some extra dose of cruelty at his expense. "Hey, strawhat kid, this is a baby-free zone. Take your floaties and your little vest elsewhere." Moving away from the rugrats had pushed him drifting into a place more precarious. A couple of older boys, closer to his own age, were now giving him a stern look. This hurt a little more than being mocked by the younger ones; these were supposed to be his peers. These were the types of kids, at least at school, that still thought he was one of them. "Issa free oh-shun." Jaydyn responded plainly, resisting the urge to add a middle finger for emphasis. "Not for dorky little dummies." One of them said snidely, while the other appeared to be swimming to get behind Jaydyn. Before he knew what was happening, the other boy had wrapped his arms around Jaydyn's waist. "If you don't leave, then we'll just have to *make* you leave." "H-hey! Leggo!" As the boy fidgeted and squirmed, his well-padded bottom pushed against the boy holding him, which gave the bully some pause as he had to figure out what he was feeling. "...What's *that*?" The other kid looked confused, "What are you talking about, dude?" "I think this kid is wearing a *diaper*. His butt is really puffy." Jaydyn felt his cheeks get hot at the discovery and he tried to shake his head. "N-nuh! Notta diapee!" "Yeah? Well, what else could it be? Huh?" There weren't really a lot of things that made someone's posterior have more puff and bulk to it, especially in the water. The boy holding onto him let one hand slip down and gave the back of his swimsuit a firm squeeze. "That's *totally* a diaper, dude. Can't be anything else! What's the deal, baby boy? Can't swim and can't use the potty? Maybe you're just a really big two year old, huh?" The bully mocked with a cruel snicker. "Yeah, where's your mommy, huh? Can't believe she'd let her 'special' little boy just come out here on his own." The other one joined in the laughter, only making Jaydyn feel smaller. "I'm notta baby! I'm...I'm...Mmph..!" Jaydyn tried to defend his honor, but his body had ideas of its own. All the stress of getting harassed was never good for his bowels, and this time was no exception. "You're what? A little tard?" "M'POOPING!" There was no stopping it once it had started. The gas was always first, and being submerged, it made for a mound of bubbles to stream up to the surface behind him. The boy holding him, who also cupped his diaper in his palm, was too shocked by the sudden eruption to let go. A massive mushy torpedo came barreling out and impacted the seat of his swim diaper with tremendous force. His bully had no choice but to feel that warm solid grow and the bathing suit bloom in his palm. "O-oh, sick!" The kid finally pulled his hand away and let go of Jaydyn at the same time. "He just took a dump!" The other kid still looked amused, but he also looked pretty disgusted. As much as he wanted to pick on the dummy, he also didn't fancy the idea of swimming around *that*. "Ugh...You know what, you can keep this spot. We'll go somewhere without a gross poopy baby." Jaydyn felt himself fart a few more times, but the torpedo in his seat stayed a solo act for the moment, though its girth was plenty on its own. Watching the other two swim away, he wasn't sure how to feel. He'd proven himself something worthy of mockery, erasing any doubts in their mind, but he'd also gotten rid of them. It was a victory that rang a little hollow. He thought about going to get a change, but decided against it. He'd just been changed in the last thirty minutes, so his mother would likely veto one anyway. Besides, he knew he'd be going more before too long, and it'd be nice to limit the amount of times that he got his muddy butt exposed in public. His brother started to drift over on his boogie board, "What'd you say to those two guys? They looked pretty mad." "Nothin' mush." The blond shrugged, keeping to himself the particulars of the encounter. "Pfft, yeah, okay. Anyways, you're going out too far. Mom's going to get mad at me if I don't keep you closer to the shore." Jaydyn had hardly noticed the water getting higher. The floaties made it a little more difficult to regulate that. He took his brother's hand and let him lead him back toward the shallows. "It's too much of a pain to keep an eye on you. Why don't you go collect seashells or something? Build a sand castle. Playing in the water is more of a 'big kid' thing, *baby* bro."