Daily Free-Write June 5, 2021: Doctor's Orders Pt. 7

Continuation of June 1, 2021 "Doctor’s Orders Pt. 6"

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Steven woke up and immediately felt something was wrong, What could it be? Binky? Check. Clara? Check. Soaking wet diaper? Check. Soaking wet... diaper?

"Oh no," groaned Steven, knowing the all too familiar feeling. "Not again!"

Now Ben was sure to think that diapers were necessary. Steven jumped out of bed and tore back the covers, feeling around for the wet spot, but there was none.

"Well... at least that's better..." he said to himself. His pull-ups usually leaked all over when he wet the bed. He idly wondered if he could get away with changing out of the wet diaper and be unnoticed. Unfortunately, he lost his chance because just then the door opened.

"Rise and shine, Stev- HEY! What are you doing out of bed?" he asked Steven.

"I... I had an accident," was all he could say. Steven instantly cringed at his childish sounding excuse.

"Of course you did, baby boy. You always have an 'accident' when you sleep. Although if it happens every time, I don't think that's an accident. That's just normal."

Steven rolled his eyes. "It's just a temporary phase. I'll drink less water."

"The hell you will! You're dehydrated enough as it is. Now do you mind explaining to me why you were out of bed?" asked Ben, crossing his arms. Steven could see his boyfriend was already holding a cartoon-themed sippy cup full of juice.

"W-what's that sippy cup for?" asked Steven, feeling a sinking feeling it was for him.

"I asked you a question," said Ben.

Steven looked down at the yellowed unicorn diaper and back up to his boyfriend with a crumpled face. "I was checking for wet spots... I thought..."

"That's my job," said Ben. "Yours is to stay in bed." Ben inspected the bed and found it to be totally dry. "There, your diapers did their job - though just barely. This is why you need to wear thick night time diapers when you go to sleep, and every time you go to sleep. I don't like waking up to a wet bed any more than you do."

"I don't want to wear diapers," said Steven."I'm a grown man! I shouldn't be wetting the bed and wearing baby pants..."

"And yet you do," said Ben. "You can't help wetting the bed. That's just a fact of life. There's no should or shouldn't about it. But what you can control is how well you follow directions. I believe I told you to wait for me to get you up, so we're going to have to have some more punishments until you learn to behave.

"Punishments. Again? I'm not a child, you know."

Ben stared Steven down. "Well, you certainly act like it sometimes. Come on, let's get you changed. We can't stand around her all day." Ben grabbed Steven by the hand and pulled him over to the guest room where he was changed on the bed. "There we go, all nice and dry." he said, patting Steven's diaper. "Does that feel better?"

"Yeah, but it would feel even better if I wasn't in a diaper."

Ben laughed a bit. "Okay, well I don't think that's going to happen anytime soon. Not with how you're behaving. The doctor said you're gonna need them for a while so you'd better get used to em kiddo.

Steven sagged a bit, knowing that Ben was right again. "Fine... But can I at least have some clothes?"

"No," said Ben, looking smug. "It's just the two of us and you have to get comfortable with your diapers anyway."

"Aww, come on!" said Steven, beginning to blush. "I feel so naked like this.

"If you want to wear clothes, you're going to have to go outside and play until dinner. Otherwise, you're staying right here and watching TV as you are.

"Play outside?" asked Steven. "Play what?"

Ben thought for a second. "You're right, I should probably keep an eye on you. Why don't you watch some TV?"

Steven Blushed. "I was gonna pick that anyway. Not because you have to look after me."

Hold up, baby boy," said Ben, following him out to the living room. "I need to see that remote." Ben fiddled on his phone for a second and changed a few settings on the TV with the remote control. Then he turned it onto the Cartoon Channel.

"What did you do?" asked Steven, trying to change programs and only finding kids' options coming up.

"I put it on kids' mode and engaged the parental lock. That's part one of your punishment. If you get out of bed again, you'll find out what part two is, and you won't like it. Now take your sippy cup and I expect it empty when I return."

Steven looked down at the sippy cup in his hands, then back to the TV. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. He turned to say something snarky, but Ben was already gone. He sat down and humphed. It wasn't fair. He didn't want to watch kids shows. They were so boring. He glanced up at the screen and saw a big purple dinosaur jumping around and singing to his pals. He chuckled and took a sip from his sippy cup. "Okay... that's a little funny..." He was startled when Ben came back and made him get up off the couch.

"Enjoying the show?"

Steven blushed. "No," he said, but they both knew that wasn't true. "Why'd you make me get up anyway?"

"I don't want you on the couch where you could leak, so I got this blankie," said Ben, setting a blanket on the floor. The blanket was decorated with african animal characters from Pride Defender on it and prominently featured a young lion cub with a mighty roar. "I don't want a leak on the carpet either so I want you to stay there til I get you for dinner.."

Steven scoffed. "Leak on the carpet? I don't even need diap-" He was interrupted as Ben reached down and squished the front of his diaper without even asking.

"Hmm, you feel wet to me, kid. You sure about that not needing diapers? Cause either you wet on purpose or you wet and you didn't know it, and either way it tells me you need 'em."

"I... I... I..." Steven didn't know what to say to that.

"Well? Did you pee your pants on purpose instead of asking for a potty, Steven?"

Steven blushed and shook his head. "No..."

"Okay, then."

Steven sheepishly sat on the blanket.

"Good boy," said Ben, patting his head. "Now you can go back to watching your show and I'll bring you some more juice."

Steven grumbled and looked at the TV. It wasn't because Ben told him to, he told himself. He just didn't wanna have this frustrating conversation any longer. Soon he had emptied another sippy cup and was caught up in the colorful characters' stories again. He barely noticed as his binky was slipped in and Clara was placed under his arm.