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By Lee (fantasticplastic AT live DOT co DOT uk)
Jeff looked at his watch. It read 5.53pm.Just one more delivery before I clock off, he thought as he walked towards the exclusive apartment block entrance.
Jeff had worked as a delivery driver in London for a couple of years. He'd gone from working part- time as a student to working full-time after dropping out of university. He was thinking about looking for another job because his working days seemed to get longer with each passing year - it was not unusual for him to work from 5am to 6pm every day. There was another reason why Jeff was in a hurry - he was desperate to use a toilet. He had wanted to go all afternoon but was too busy to find the time; but now he had to make the time because if he didn't he knew that he would mess himself. Jeff went through the ornate revolving doors and walked over to the security guard who was sitting behind the reception desk in the lobby. He stopped reading his magazine and glanced up.
"Good afternoon sir, making a delivery?"
"Yes mate. This package is for 1408," Jeff replied, putting the large cardboard box on the reception counter.
"That's on floor 14. The elevator's over there."
"Do you have a toilet in here that I can use?"
The security guard pointed to a corner of the lobby.
Jeff picked up the package and walked towards the toilet. He looked at his watch. It read 5.55pm. He knew that the package was guaranteed by his employer to be delivered before 6pm. He also knew that he'd be in big trouble if it were delivered late; so he decided to use the toilet after his last delivery. Jeff walked towards the elevator doors and pressed the button on the panel to his left. The doors opened, making a gentle bell-like sound. He walked into the elevator and was about to press the "14" button when a young woman's voice shouted, "Hold that door please!"
An attractive woman in her early twenties rushed into the elevator with a baby in a pushchair. The boy - aged around two - was still fast asleep.
"Thanks for that," the woman said.
"No problem, which floor do you want?" Jeff asked.
"Twelve please," she replied.
Jeff pushed the "12" button and it lit up. The elevator doors closed, making another gentle bell-like sound that woke the little boy from his slumber. The little boy had blond hair like his mother. He was wearing a disposable nappy and a blue T-shirt with the words "taking it easy" printed on it.
I wish I could take it easy, thought Jeff.
The little boy raised up his legs and grasped both feet with his hands. He stared at Jeff and began to grunt. The front of his nappy became wet and turned yellow. The seat of his nappy bulged out and the smell of poo filled the elevator. The little boy continued to stare at Jeff until he had finished filling his nappy.
"Looks like someone needs to be changed," his mother said in an embarrassed tone.
She blushed as the smell of poo filled the elevator. It was obvious that she felt embarrassed about the situation. Her little boy, on the other hand, had no shame over what he had just done - in fact it was obvious that he had enjoyed filling his nappy. The little boy didn't have a care in the world - when he wanted to be fed all he had to do was cry; when he wanted to use the toilet all he had to do was relax and his nappy would take care of the mess. Jeff felt envious of the little boy's life. He wished that he could cast-off the stresses and strains of adulthood and return to the simple and carefree existence of babyhood. A responsibility-free life with someone seeing to his every need and desire - twenty four hours a day, seven days a week. Jeff's bladder and bowels felt like they were going to explode!
Just another five to ten minutes and I'll be sitting on one of those toilets on the ground floor, he mused.
The elevator came to a stop and the doors rolled back with another gentle bell-like sound. The young woman couldn't wait to push her little boy out of the elevator. Jeff couldn't wait for the doors to close and for the elevator to arrive on the fourteenth floor so that he could make his final delivery. Jeff eagerly watched the display turn from "12" to "13".
Just one more floor to go, he thought.
Suddenly the elevator came to an abrupt stop. The jolt caused Jeff to drop the package.
"What the hell ..." he muttered.
Jeff looked at the control panel. It was stuck on "13". He pressed the "14" button again but nothing happened. He pressed the "12" button again … and nothing happened.
"I can't believe this is happening," he fumed.
Jeff pressed all of the floor buttons. There was no response - the elevator seemed to have broken down. He picked up the emergency telephone next to the control panel. It was at least a couple of minutes before someone answered the phone. Jeff recognised the voice on the other end of the line instantly - it was the security guard he had just been talking to in the lobby.
"Hi, this is the delivery man you just spoke with a couple of minutes ago. I'm in the elevator on the thirteenth floor and it seems to have broken down. Can you help?"
"Have you tried pressing all the floor buttons on the panel?"
"Yes I've already done that - nothing happened."
"OK … sounds like the elevator's broken … there should be an emergency button somewhere around here that will return the elevator to the ground floor … ah, here it is." Nothing happened.
"Nothing is happening."
"OK … I'm going to have to make an emergency call-out for an elevator technician. I'll call you again when I've got someone in the building, OK?" "OK. Speak to you soon."
Jeff put the phone back on its receiver and looked at the package on the elevator floor. He bent down, picked it up and checked to see if the drop had caused any damage. Unfortunately, the cardboard box had split at one end.
I can't deliver the package in this condition. I'll have to repackage it tomorrow morning and deliver it then, he thought.
Jeff carefully put the package back down on the elevator floor and looked around. He looked at himself in the mirror that covered the wall opposite the doors.
Could do with a shave, he thought.
He looked at the wall that housed the control panel to see if he'd missed anything. There was a small sign above the panel which had "NO SMOKING" printed on it.
There's nothing more that I can do, he thought.
The wall opposite the control panel was bare except for a framed photograph of a rich looking gentleman holding the reins of a racehorse. The photograph was titled "Lucky Thirteen". Jeff also noticed four small holes near the top right hand corner of this wall. They were inside a small rectangle of lighter coloured wallpaper. It looked like a small bracket was once fixed there. It may have held a security camera. The elevator floor was covered in red carpet. It was in immaculate condition; which came as no surprise to Jeff.
I can't hold on for much longer. I'm either going to have to go to the toilet on this floor or mess myself, he thought.
Jeff looked at his watch again. It read "6.10pm". He sat down on the floor and leaned against the mirrored wall. There was less pressure on his bladder if he pulled his knees up to his chin but more pressure on his sphincter. He alternated between standing and sitting over the following thirty minutes to make himself more comfortable. Jeff checked his watch again. It read "6.45pm". The time was going painfully slow. He thought about picking up the phone again when it rang. Jeff got to his feet and picked it up.
"Hi mate, sorry to keep you waiting. The technician has arrived and thinks he knows what the problem is. He's told me to tell you that he's going to restart the elevator in a minute. There might be a little jolt, so hold on."
"OK, just tell him to get a move on, I'm in desperate need of a toilet!"
"OK mate, will do. Hopefully you'll be out of there in the next couple of minutes."
"God, I hope so," said Jeff.
Jeff felt like he was on the verge of messing himself. He picked up the damaged package and waited. The lift jolted down a couple of feet and stopped abruptly, causing him to drop the package for a second time.
"Bloody hell, am I ever going to get out of this elevator?!" he shouted.
The phone rang again after a couple of minutes. Jeff picked it up.
"I'm sorry mate but I've spoken to the technician and he's told me to tell you that you could be in for a long wait."
Jeff couldn't believe what he was hearing. All he could muster was an "OK" before he put the phone down again.
I'm going to have to relieve myself in this elevator, he thought to himself.
Jeff looked at the package that he had dropped for a second time. The cardboard box split open as he picked it up again, revealing disposable nappies inside. The nappies looked huge - big enough for an adult to wear. Jeff couldn't believe what he was seeing. He pulled one out of the box. It had been folded just like a baby's disposable nappy. It was mostly white with a thin orange line running down the middle of it.
Wetness indicator, he thought.
The plastic covering felt just like the disposable nappies his younger sister used to wear when she was a baby. The elasticated legs even looked the same. Jeff had an idea - he could strip off his trousers and underwear and could wear one of the disposable nappies from the split box. There must have been at least forty nappies inside the box. He thought that it was unlikely the customer would miss a single nappy. He could relieve himself in the nappy, put his underwear and trousers back on and just wait to be freed from the elevator. If he was lucky the technician and security guard would be none the wiser and would presume that he'd held on for a toilet. It was better than having to deal with the embarrassment of having them see a mess on the elevator carpet or see him with messy trousers.
Jeff decided to put the nappy on. He put down the package, took off his coat, took off his shoes, took off his trousers and underwear. He knelt in front of the package and picked up the single nappy on top of it. He carefully unfolded the nappy. The absorbent core inside the nappy looked heavy duty. It even had leak guards inside the elasticated legs! It was obvious that the nappy was designed for an adult that suffered from heavy bladder and bowel incontinence.
Jeff laid the nappy flat on the carpet and sat on it. He pulled the front of the nappy up towards his groin. He felt his penis becoming erect - it was turning him on! Jeff pulled the back of the nappy up towards his bum. There were two tapes on each side of the back of the nappy. He carefully undid the tapes on the back end of the nappy and fasted them onto the area marked out on the front of the nappy. He stood up and examined himself in the mirror - the nappy was a perfect fit! He couldn't believe that he was wearing a disposable nappy! Disposables were not around when Jeff was a baby - his mother had always put him in terry nappies and plastic pants. Jeff thought of the little boy in the pushchair. He thought about the pleasure the little boy got from filling his nappy. Now all he had to do was "take it easy" and relax and he would fill his nappy - just like the little boy!
He took off his socks and work shirt and knelt in front of the huge mirror. He was now "baby naked" except for his disposable nappy. Jeff was surprised that he couldn't wee and poo in the nappy. His bladder and bowels were screaming to be voided but the adult in him wouldn't let go. He thought of the slogan on the little boy's T-shirt:taking it easy. He realised that all he had to do was relax and let nature take its course.
The first few drops of pee dribbled out of his circumcised penis. He could feel them running down his cock. The drops slowly became a light stream. He saw the front of his nappy become wet and yellow, absorbing his pee. His sphincter muscle began to relax and he could feel the neck of a huge poo poke out of his anus. He could feel the warm and soft column of poo sliding between cheeks, making its way into his nappy.
I'm weeing and pooing inside a disposable nappy, just like the little boy! he thought.
Jeff put both hands on the carpet so that he was on all fours - just like a baby. The light stream turned into a torrent of pee and his sphincter muscle completely relaxed. He thought about the absolute pleasure that the little boy got from filling his nappy. He felt the pee spraying out of his circumcised penis, splashing against the inside of his nappy, splashing against his cock and balls, soaking into the soft poo behind his balls. Jeff put his hands on the mirror and grunted like the little boy as a second column of soft poo filled the seat of his nappy. He pictured the little boy in his head, holding his feet with his hands, grunting, while peeing and pooing in his nappy.
"Aaahh this feels amazing!" he sighed.
Jeff enjoyed the sensation of bodily relief mixed with the warm sensations of filling his nappy. He finally finished pooing in his nappy and the torrent of pee returned to a light stream. He loved the feeling of the warm mushy poo all over his bum. He had the idea of sitting on his nappy so that he could smear the poo all over his bum. He slowly sat down on the floor and felt the poo ooze up the crack of his bum, down the crack of his bum and all over his genitals. This only served to arouse him even more. His cock became hard and the stream of pee became a torrent again!
"Wheeeee! I'm weeing in my poo filled nappy!" said Jeff as he grabbed his feet with his hands, transforming himself into a little boy.
Jeff felt the pee spraying out of his circumcised penis, splashing against the inside of his wet nappy, splashing against his wet cock and poo-covered balls and soaking into the massive load of soft poo behind his balls and all over his bum. He could feel the sexual excitement building in his cock. He felt himself approaching a mighty climax. He rubbed the front of his nappy as the last drops of pee dribbled out. The sexual energy exploded from his cock and he ejaculated inside his nappy! He imagined his throbbing cock, covered in nappy poo and wee, spurting semen all over the inside of his wet and messy disposable nappy! It was the best climax he'd yet experienced! He took his left hand and rubbed his cock through the nappy - prolonging his orgasm and ejaculation. The entire universe melted away during the longest climax of his life!
Jeff eventually stopped ejaculating. He'd emptied his balls into his nappy and could feel sticky cum all over his cock, oozing down his shaft, oozing towards his poo-covered balls. His body felt exhausted from the relief of emptied bladder, bowels and balls.
He faced the elevator mirror and looked at his huge disposable nappy (which was slowly expanding from soaking up his mess). He revelled in the extreme mess that he felt inside his nappy. He examined the elasticated legs to see if any mess had leaked out - amazingly there were no leaks; but he could sense that his nappy was stretched to its maximum capacity and would not take any additional mess without leaking.
Jeff realised that the elevator could start moving again without any warning and that he could find himself facing the elevator technician and security guard within minutes; so he carefully stood up and dressed. Just as he had finished dressing the lift started to move again. He picked up the package and waited for the elevator doors to open onto the ground floor. The doors opened and Jeff could see the technician and the guard standing in front of him. It was obvious to Jeff that they could smell something unpleasant in the elevator air; but by this time he was past caring about it.
They both asked him if he was OK. Jeff responded by telling them that he was fine but tired and just wanted to go home. He thanked them for all their help in freeing him from the elevator and walked off towards the main exit. He overheard the security guard tell the technician, "Poor guy must have messed himself!"
If only they knew, thought Jeff!
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