Baby Bart
Bart has an accident and has to wear diapers
Bart has an accident at a football game and soon has to wear diapers again. based on the episode "Love is a many strangled thing"
Bart Simpson has an accident and has to wear diapers... One day at a football game, the Simpsons were watching the game when Homer saw he was on the crowd cam, he started waving his hands and making a fool of himself. "Look boy! We're on the crowd cam! Come on dance!" Said Homer excitedly. "No way, I don't want to embarrass myself!" Bart sat there trying to ignore Homer. "Come on! I know how to make you dance! Tickle tickle!" Homer grinned as he tickled Bart. "No dad stop! This isn't funny! Knock it off!" Laughed Bart, suddenly he gasped in horror as he wet his pants. The whole stadium fell silent until Sideshow Mel spoke. "That boy has wetted his trouser! Gasped Mel, The audience laughed cruelly as Bart blushed in embarrassment. "Dad I can't believe you! Everyone saw me pee my pants!" Yelled Bart. "Homer! How could you?! Now we have to go home so Bart can change his pants!" Yelled Marge angrily. "Aaaaawww!" Groaned Homer as he followed them out of the stadium.
They all drove home in awkward silence as everyone glared at Homer. "Aw Geez, I'm sorry boy! I didn't know you would wet yourself!" Homer tried to apologise. "Homer, I don't want to speak to you!" Bart glared at him, He imagined Homer was a frightening ghoul with a melting and rotten face, the ghoul turned to Bart and moaned "Now how bout a huuuuug?" "Yeeeaaarrgh!" Screamed Bart as he nearly jumped out of his seat, he wet himself again. "Bart what's wrong? Is it the melting zombie again?" Asked Marge. "Uh huh..." Said Bart as he shivered.
Soon they got home and Bart went upstairs to get changed, once he changed into a clean pair of pants and shorts he put the wet ones in the washing basket. Soon Marge knocked on his door, he let her in. "Bart, I'm concerned about your accidents so you'll have to wear these at night." She showed him some pull ups, they were left over ones from when he was 5. "Aww Mom don't make me wear those! I'll be fine- Uh oh!" He protested but he soon wet his pants again. "On second thoughts I'll take the pull ups." He sighed. "Good, I know it's embarrassing sweetie but it's for your own good!" Marge explained softly. Bart examined the pull ups and sighed, they were Happy little Elves ones, he hated that show but had no other choice, once Marge left he slipped them on and put a clean pair of shorts over them. ... The rest of the day went quietly, Bart still gave Homer dirty looks at dinner, soon everyone went to bed. Bart turned of his computer after being taunted by Jimbo and Kerne, he put on his pyjamas and went to bed.
The next day he checked his pull ups, they were wet and smelt of pee, he sighed and stripped his bed, taking the sheets downstairs. Marge was waiting downstairs. "Those your sheets dear?" Marge asked, Bart nodded. "Another accident?" She asked, he nodded and she groaned as she took his sheets. "After breakfast get showered..." She sighed, Bart ate his breakfast and went upstairs to shower then afterwards he got dressed. Marge came to speak to him again. "Bart these accidents are becoming a problem, we're going shopping to buy some more pull ups, I don't know what we're going to do with you..." She sighed. "I'm sorry Mom, I haven't been right since Dad tickled me at the game." Bart explained sadly, Marge hugged her son and they went downstairs to go to the shops. Once they arrived they went to the toiletry aisle, Bart found some Krusty pull ups, he put them in the basket and Marge paid for them. Back home Bart played his video games until he peed his pull ups, he changed into a clean pair. The rest of the day was accident free until Bart sat down to watch Itchy and Scratchy.Whilst Watching TV, he needed to go to toilet, he got up and dashed to the bathroom but was too late, not only did he wet his pull ups but he pooped in them too, it was very messy and slimey. "Moooom!" He cried, "I had an accident!" "Oh dear sweetie! I didn't realise it was this bad! I think we need to see Dr Hibbert..." Marge said disappointed but sympathetically. "Okay but get me outta these! Eeeew!" Groaned Bart at the stench, as Marge escorted him to Maggie's room Lisa caught his stench. "Eeeew! Bart!" She yelled in disgust. Marge laid Bart on the mat and pulled off his pull ups and wiped his butt, she powdered him then taped a diaper around his waist, sticking down the tabs. Bart didn't protest, it was humiliating but he couldn't stop having accidents, perhaps this was for the best. "There you go sweetie!" Marge smiled, he looked so cute in his diaper! "Aw Geez this is so embarrassing!" Blushed Bart. "I know dear but it's what we've both got to live with, run along and play..." Sighed Marge, things were going to change a lot for the Simpsons...
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That evening Bart laid on his bed thinking about his situation, he groaned when he noticed Marge had to use some of Maggie's diapers on him, the pink boarder peaked out of his shorts, he pulled them up in embarassment and went back to thinking. Then Mom came in and laid some extra diapers on his table.
"Sorry Bart but these will have to do till I've been shopping... You ok?" She explained.
"Nope... Why do I keep having these accidents?" Bart cried.
"There there sweetie, if it makes you feel any better I've sent your dad on a parenting class." Marge answered. That night Bart had a wierd dream... He woke up in a giant crib, the design looked very childish with rainbow coloured bars and smiling suns. Bart looked at himself, he was wearing a blue baby gro with yellow spots and buttons or snaps on the butt holding the flap closed. He noticed he was sucking a blue pacifier, he spat out the binky.
"Cool...I can control what I do in this dream!" Bart thought, he felt his diaper, it felt soggy at the front and stank at the back. "Peeyeeew!" Bart groaned, he tried to get up but found himself unsteady, he tumbled and fell on his butt smooshing it into the mush cramming his diaper, he bawled loudly...
Bart woke in a sweat, "Heeeh... Huuuueeeh... Whoa that was wierd, Peeyeew what's that stench?" Bart fidgeted making a wet squishy sound confirming what he dreaded.
"Eeeugh! Not now!" Bart winced in disgust, he pulled back his covers and sat on the edge of his bed, spying the gentle blue glow of his night light he sighed in relief but turned on his Krusty bedside lamp anyway for extra protection from the Boogeyman.
Hopping off his bed he took one of the diapers off his desk and changed himself, afterwards he dropped the soiled nappy in his bin and pulled up his pyjama bottoms and got back into bed and turned off his lamp.
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The next day Bart watched cartoons while Marge went out shopping, she soon arrived just in time, he was wet and requested changing.
"They don't do Krusty branded ones dear so you'll have to make do with happy little elves." Marge explained, Bart groaned at the smiling green elves but felt relieved at the familiar blue border resting below his belly.
"You want your shorts back on or off?" Marge asked.
"Uh off Mom." Bart grinned as his diaper crinkled from him waggling his legs playfully. Bart hopped off the changing table and sprinted off to his room. He decided to play with his plastic soldiers.
"Sir! The giant baby is attacking again! Our entire infantry has been chewed up like pacifiers!" Bart began role playing as the soldiers, he imagined himself as a 50 foot baby stomping through a muddy battle field being shot at. He grabbed a helicopter and played with it making aeroplane noises before throwing it to the ground, it exploded into an orange fireball. Then he grabbed some soldiers that were bothering him and shoved them into his diaper before letting it twang shut. His daydream ended with Bart chewing on his toy soldiers with fifty of them stuffed in his diaper and one up his nose.