Connor's Accident

[woof]

Connor was at school when the pressure suddenly hit his bladder. He had drank way too much water during lunch and hadn’t gone to the bathroom since the morning. Now his urine reservoir felt like it was about to explode.

Connor got up and walked quickly to his teacher, who was talking to another student. “I need to go to the bathroom!” he half-shouted.

“Hang on Connor,” the teacher said. “You know it’s rude to interrupt.”

“I know, but-” Before Connor could say anymore, his bladder gave up and within seconds his baggy blue jeans were soaked. Connor tried to stay brave, but he could feel tears appearing in his eyes. Everyone in the room looked up from their work and saw him in his wet pants. Many were clearly trying not to laugh.

The teacher tried to hide her disappointment, but failed. “Let’s get you to the office and call home,” she said, sighing.

Connor was brought to the office, where the teacher phoned his house. “Yes, Connor had an accident today in class,” she said. “You can come and pick him up? Excellent, he’ll be waiting.”

Connor sat on the office chair, getting more and more nervous. How would his parents react? His nervousness turned to anger, geared towards himself. Only babies wet themselves, and he wasn’t a baby.

A few minutes later Connor’s mom arrived. “C’mon honey, we’re going home,” she said. She took him to the car and opened the backdoor, where a car seat sat. “Get in.”

“No!” Connor shouted. “I-”

“No Connor, you’re getting in the car seat,” his mom said impatiently. Without waiting for a response she picked him up, pushed him into the seat and clipped the belts together, across Connor’s body. Connor struggled and tried to get out of the belts, but was held down too tightly by them.

Connor sat in the car seat, still wearing his wet jeans, silently for the whole ride. When they arrived at home, Connor’s mom freed her son from the seat and escorted him inside. “Go up to your room,” she said. “I’ll be there in a second.”

Connor walked up the stairs, down the hall and into his room. It was decorated just like a nursery- there was a crib with a mobile hanging above it, babyish wallpaper, a playpen and a changing table with a ton of large disposable diapers stacked on it. “No,” Connor muttered. He knew what was coming.

“Alright, let’s get you out of those wet pants,” Connor’s mom said, entering the room. She grabbed Connor’s jeans and pulled them off of him, along with his underwear. She also took Connor’s shirt off, leaving him stark naked. She then picked Connor up and put him on the changing table.

“No, no mom!” Connor shouted, nearly falling off of the table.

“Connor, you had an accident, so we have to put you in diapers,” his mom said. She grabbed one and slid it under him. In a second, she had it wrapped around him tightly. “See? Not so bad for my wittle baby boy! Now, let’s go watch some TV.”

She picked Connor off of the table and brought him down to the living room, where she put on a Barney the Dinosaur DVD. “I’ll get you when it’s dinner time, okay?” She left the room and walked into the kitchen.

After watching a few episodes of Barney, Connor was called to dinner. His dad and his mom were sitting in chairs, while a highchair had been set up for him. “Let me help you into your highchair,” Connor’s mom said.

“No!” Connor said. “I want-” Yet again, his mom paid no attention to him, picking him up and placing him in the highchair, and then locking him in. She then brought in dinner- roast beef for her and Connor’s father, and cooked peas and carrots for Connor.

“Does wittle Connor need help eating?” she asked, taking a spoonful of peas and moving it to his mouth. “Here comes the airplane into the hanger.”

Connor reluctantly ate the meal and drank juice out of a sippy cup. After dinner Connor was made to watch another episode of Barney, before his mom told him it was time for bed. “But I want to stay up!” Connor complained. His mom wouldn’t budge on her position, and Connor went upstairs.

“Make sure you use the bathroom, we don’t want another accident!” Connor’s mom said, bringing him into the bathroom. A potty chair was sitting next to the toilet. “Go ahead Connor, use the potty,” Connor’s mom said, pulling his diaper down. Connor went to the bathroom and Connor’s mom clapped her hands. “Good work! Hopefully you’ll only have to wear diapers for another week, unless you have another accident!”

She and Connor walked into Connor’s room. “Okay, into the crib,” she said, lowering the side. Connor knew he couldn't fight it. His mom hoisted Connor into it, and then raised the side, locking it. She turned the mobile on and then grabbed a storybook entitled “The Baby Bunny.” She softly read it to Connor. When she was done, she got up, kissed her son goodnight, shut off the light and walked out of the room.

Connor’s mom went downstairs, where her husband sat on the couch, watching TV. “So he had an accident today?” he asked.

“Yes, he did,” Connor’s mom said. “I guess you’re right. We should wait another year, until he’s three, before we let him go to nursery school.”

[anonymous]

Ahh Ya..... first you should re-write. Make it better .
Introduction?
Make the age?
Grade?
More details?

[woof]

I clearly failed at conveying the story. The whole point is that, while the story looks like a typical "older kid babied by a parent" story, the kid is only 2, making everything... normal.

Oh well. You win some, you lose most.

[Lee Iero]

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[FullMetal]

Originally Posted by Lee Iero

deeker say Hi ¬¬

That is extremely un-constructive. Can you try and rephrase because that wasn't very nice.

FullMetal

[Fire2box]

When I read it at first I was like oh crap not another idiotic story from another idiotic wishful teen baby dreamer. Then I saw the part that hes only two years old and it was pretty funny. Anyways I don't think parents would take their son out of nursery school when he had a single accident at the age of two. Other then that its pretty normal for the most part.

[Darkfinn]

Nice twist at the end there... an interesting idea that could be expanded upon later.

[ricky]

That was a pretty good story. I wasn't expecting the ending, as you hadn't mentioned an age, or grade the kid was in. It all made sense at the end. Good job!

[SteveC1981]

Hahaha, I had to re-read it to find the twist at the end, but that was pretty cool.

After all, there was no mention of schoolwork or anything else more (and you know a normal kid would still be stuck doing homework instead of Barney...are kids still tortured with that???).

[ioaka]

nice try