After the dress fitting, as they got home, Tommy's mom sat him down for a serious talk. "Tommy," she began, "I know this whole flower girl thing is a bit unusual for you, but I really appreciate you stepping in to help your aunt. I know it's a big ask, but I think it's important to be open to new experiences, even if they seem a bit strange at first."
Tommy nodded, understanding the sentiment behind his mom's words. He knew she was trying to help him feel more at ease with the upcoming role at the wedding.
"And there's one more thing," his mom continued. "I think it might be a good idea for you to try wearing a diaper for a little while before the wedding. That way, you can get a bit accustomed to the feeling, and it might help you be more at ease on the big day."
Tommy's eyes widened in surprise. "Wearing a diaper before the wedding? But Mom, that's so embarrassing!" he exclaimed, feeling a rush of apprehension at the thought.
His mom placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "I promise it's just to help you feel more comfortable, and it's only temporary until the wedding. It's all part of getting into the flower girl spirit, and I know you can handle it."
Reluctantly, Tommy agreed, feeling a mix of reservation and determination to make the best of the situation. As his mom led him to his room to change him into a diaper again, Tommy's heart was pounding with a mix of embarrassment and uncertainty. He couldn't believe he was about to go through with this, but he also knew that he had agreed to try it and didn't want to let his mom down.
Once in his room, his mom laid out everything they needed on his bed - the same diapers as before, wipes, and the powder. Tommy fidgeted nervously, feeling a rush of apprehension as he glanced at the unfamiliar items.
"Okay, Tommy," his mom said with a gentle smile, "let's get you ready. It's important to make sure you're comfortable. I promise this will only be for a little while."
With a deep breath, Tommy reluctantly nodded, trying to muster up some courage for what was about to happen. His mom carefully unfolded one of the diapers and gestured for him to lie down. As he did, he couldn't help but feel a wave of self-consciousness wash over him.
As his mom skillfully fastened the diaper around him, Tommy squirmed a bit, feeling incredibly awkward about the whole situation. However, his mom spoke soothingly to him, reassuring him that it was all part of the process and that it would be okay.
Once the diaper was secured, Tommy stood up and waddled around a bit like before.
"See," his mother said, "You'll need to get accustomed to walking around in your diaper, so you'll not fall over at the wedding." My diaper, Tommy sighed in thought, how much worse could this get?
Then he tried to pull his pants back on, only to realize that they were too tight to fit comfortably over the bulk of the diaper. He felt a pang of frustration, wondering how he was going to face anyone like this.
At that moment, his giggling sister, Lily, peeked her head into the room. "What's taking so long, Tommy? Can I come in?" she asked, trying to stifle her laughter.
Tommy sighed in exasperation, feeling utterly mortified by the whole situation. "My pants don't fit over this stupid diaper," he muttered, feeling a bit defeated.
"Your diapers, aren't stupid," his mother corrected him. "They're there to help you get through the wedding without accidents." His mother probably thought about him falling over but to him and also Lily, an 'accident' had a totally different meaning. Lily's eyes widened with amusement as she let out a giggle again, seeing her big brother trying to pull his jeans over his thick diaper. But then, with a glint in her eyes, she brightened up with an idea. "Wait here, Tommy! I have just the thing!" she exclaimed, disappearing from the doorway.
A few moments later, Lily returned, holding up an old dress of hers that she had outgrown. "You can wear this instead of your pants! It's perfect for a flower girl like you," she said, beaming with mischief.
Tommy's jaw dropped at the sheer absurdity of the situation. "I can't wear that!" he yelled.
"Stop screaming," his mother said. "You're sister is very kind to let you wear her old dress. Besides you'll be wearing a dress at the wedding and this is the perfect opportunity for you to practice wearing one.
"Why would I need to practice wearing a dress?" - "Because you'll feel much more at ease on the big day when you're accustomed to it," his mother explained with a tone that stopped any further arguing from his part.
"And you don't want to go around the house with your diaper on show for everyone, now will you?" she added.
"No, I guess not," Tommy said defeated. "I can't believe I'm doing this," he muttered, taking the dress from Lily and slipping it on over his head.
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As he looked at himself in the mirror, he couldn't help but cringe at the sight. The dress was a bit too short and looked rather silly, but at that moment, he realized that sometimes, embracing the unexpected and finding humor in the most unusual situations was the best way to face challenges. At least it did cover up the diaper, but only barely.
Tommy followed his mom out of the room, feeling self-conscious at every step he took and he wondered in fear about what else the flower girl adventure might bring.
