The Rash
By Princess panty boy

I wake up, and rub my eyes and look around my bedroom knowing I have to go use the bathroom before I have an accident. I know I am an eight-year-old boy and I have not had accidents for several years but every morning I feel like I am going to explode when I go pee, pee, first thing in the morning.

“Oh man I am so tired.” I say aloud as I walk to the bathroom wearing my favorite superman pajamas. When I get to the hallway I hear mommy making noise doing something downstairs as I ignore everything, I mean an atom bomb can blow up in my backyard and all I am going to focus on is getting to that toilet before I piss everywhere like when I was little.

I walk into the bathroom and trip over my clothes from getting undressed last night when I got into my pajamas. I feel a little pee squirt into my underwear after I tripped and almost fell into the open toilet. I pull my pajamas and underwear down with one pull and I stand in front of the toilet relieving myself hearing that steady stream of pee landing mostly in the toilet and on the toilet seat okay and on the back of the toilet.

I thought I would of peed a lot more by the amount of pressure I felt in my bladder. I thought I would have been peeing steady for 2 hours instead I only peed for about 5-10 seconds. Looking down I know I am going to hear it from mommy about forgetting to pull the top up on the toilet seat before I went pee and instead I made a mess like usual all over the top of the toilet.

Looking down I notice the rash between my legs was getting worse, I better tell mommy so she can see what is going on. I noticed the rash about a week ago and hoped it would go away in time but not doing anything to fix the problem the rash just spread and got 10 times worse.

“Honey is that you in the bathroom?” Mommy yells from downstairs she is probably in the kitchen. Thinking to myself no one else lives here but me and her since my dad ran off with his secretary last year. So really, who else would be flushing the toilet?

I walk out of the bathroom, walking down the hallway towards the stairs. “No mommy it’s not me, I am a total stranger who broke into the house just to use the bathroom.” I say sarcastically.

“Oh your just a riot little man, now get your butt down here and have some breakfast with your mother before it gets cold sweetie okay?” mommy says almost yelling at me while I am walking downstairs.

I wish I could get her to stop calling me her little man, that statement just reminds me how small I am for an 8-year-old boy. We are the new people on the block; I remember the neighbor's asking if I was finished with nursery school, and was I going to start kindergarten soon. I mean I am starting third grade how messed up is that.

To make matters worse the next-door neighbor lady said to my mommy what a pretty little girl she has referring to me. Mommy never corrected the lady, mommy just stuttered and said thank you as she was pushing my long hair out of my eyes. I rolled my eyes and continued to un-pack the car from the three-day trip it still had my blankets and pillows in it.

“I can fix HER hair I noticed HER bangs are getting pretty long. I have a hair salon in town, and if your LITTLE GIRL is shy which SHE seems like I can do HER hair in my house anytime just let me know free of charge since were neighbor's now. Welcome again to the neighborhood, I have to get going talk later.” We hear her saying as she walks across our yard and through hers to her car and backs out of her driveway and down the road waving to us.

I take my pillow out of the car. “Thanks mommy for correcting that lady she must of called me a girl and little toddler like a million times.” I turn seeing mommy staring down at me.

“Well sweetie if you had your haircut like other boy's instead of this long hairstyle you seem to want maybe you would look less like a girl and maybe look older.”

I roll my eyes at mommy staring at me. “Mommy you said I can let my hair grow long because I want my hair long like the rock stars have it and all the cool kids at my old school also had long hair too.”

“Yes sweetie I know I said that but she is also right your bangs are getting pretty long so I will let her trim them up for you next time. I won't let her cut any length just your bangs okay sweetie?”

I hear the un-wanted phrase haircut and I get really nervous because I love my long hair. “But mommy I don’t have bangs my hair is all one length and I part my hair in the middle so it stays out of my eyes but sometimes it still gets in the way.”

“Yes I know sweetie but bangs will keep your long hair out of your eyes and I don’t want your hair messing up your eyes and if your hair is in your eyes all the time you may have to wear glasses too.”

Oh know people are teasing me enough because of my small size I don’t want them teasing because I have to wear glasses too. I never heard that your eyes get messed up with hair in your eyes but makes sense I guess. “Okay but you won't let her cut my long hair right just cut my hair in the front right mommy?”

“Yes sweetie I promise. Now finish getting your stuff in the house it’s late and time for bed.”

I take my spider man pillow out of the minivan. “Okay mommy I am tired.” I rub my eyes moving my long hair out of my face. I take my pillow dragging the matching blanket behind me as I walk to the house.

(That was two days ago by the way. Just thought I would give you a little history of how it is living in our new neighborhood)

“Oh good mommy you made eggs and bacon I am so hungry.” I walk up to the table were mommy is drinking coffee putting a plate of food in my spot.

Mommy looks like something is on her mind for some reason. I watch as she starts to get her food on a plate and then we both start eating together after mommy sits. “Yummy mommy good job you’re the best mommy there is and the best cook in the world too.” I say as I notice mommy putting her fork down and staring at me after my statement.

“Well that was sweet of you little man. Is there something you need to tell me?” Wow, how the heck did she know that? Mommies are crazy smart.

I take another bite of my eggs as mommy is smiling at me staring. “Um well yea kind of. You remember the day we moved here and I kind of wiped out on my skateboard into the puddle that smelled weird?”

“Yes how can I forget you smelled like a sewer for the whole day? Why what does that have to do with anything?” mommy says looking at me oddly.

I finish eating as mommy starts realizing I was hiding something I guess. “Well I started to get a rash down there and I thought it would go away but the rash got worse and has spread all over between my legs now.”

“Does it hurt or burn or is it bleeding, or anything?” I see a concerned look on mommies face.

I try to think of something to say so mommy won't be too upset. “Oh no it doesn’t hurt or burn at all mommy it is just spreading like ummm poison ivy or something.” Mommy looks more relaxed.

“Okay after breakfast we will go up to your bathroom and you can show me your rash okay little man?”

Oh, man this is going to be so embarrassing. “Mommy it’s just a rash not life threatening do I have to I am a big boy ya know.”

“Okay little man go upstairs now that you’re done with breakfast and get dressed and make sure you brush your teeth. I am going to take you with me for my doctor’s appointment and you can let the doctor look at your rash okay. I am sure the doctor will give you some rash cream or something to make your rash go away?”

Oh, this is not going well but at least all the doctors see naked people all the time so I guess it is better to get medicine to get rid of this rash because I lied to mommy, because it burns so bad when I go potty and when it rubs against my underwear.

“Okay mommy I will get ready.” I leave my dirty plate on the table as I itch myself between my legs from the rash bugging me. I don’t notice that mommy watches me itching myself.

I pull my pajamas off once I get to my bedroom and I put on some clean underwear and the only shorts I have left because my new pair is the ones I ruined when I crashed into that septic puddle and mommy threw out my new shorts leaving me just these Jean shorts left. I slide my spider man tee shirt on and my flip-flops since it is so hot outside.

“Are you ready yet Kelly?” I hear mommy yelling from the bottom of the stairs.

I walk out into the hallway still pulling my tee shirt on. “Yes mommy I am ready I only have these shorts left so hope that’s okay?”

“Yes little man they are fine. I have been waiting for your growth spurt to happen but you are still wearing the same size clothes from four years ago. So I have been hesitant in buying you more of those sizes thinking you will be growing bigger any day now.”

Great always fun to have mommy remind me that I am small and I haven’t grown at all in four years. “Now let's get in the car I am just going for a checkup and to get more mommy vitamins so I am sure my doctor will be able to see you right after my appointment little man now let's go.”

“Okay mommy I am not a baby ya know I am ready.” I follow mommy out the front door. Not realizing mommy was holding my hand as if I was a toddler.

We take the 30-minute trip to the doctor’s office and I walk with mommy up to the nurse’s counter. I hear mommy check in than I look up at her hearing my name. “Oh that’s fine Mrs. Parker I am sure the doctor will have time to see her to.” Did she just refer to me as her? Maybe I should get my hair trimmed or something.

I look around and see I am the only boy in the whole waiting room. Not sure if the baby in the stroller is a boy or girl until I see the pink blanket and then yes I am the only boy in the whole place.

“Mrs. Parker follow me, and little Kelly. The doctor will see you now ladies.” What did that nurse say? I stand up and mommy holds my hand again while I am looking around at everyone. We walk out of the waiting room into the hallway. “Okay Mrs. Parker please stand on the scale. Little Kelly sorry you are going to have to let go of your momma’s hand so we can get her weight.”

I hear the nurse talking to me like I am a toddler but I ignore her being so rude. “Okay now your turn little lady, Kelly hop up on the scale little one.” The nurse says while I am daydreaming looking around at everyone walking around.

“Oh okay sorry.” I stand on the scale, and the nurse writes the information down and takes my hand and we start walking.

I watch as she puts our folders in the glass folder holder outside the door on the wall, and we walk in the examining room. “Okay Mrs. Parker the doctor will need for you to get undressed, and put this hospital gown on and I guess you should do the same little one so you can be just like your momma ready for the doctor okay sweetie?” The nurse looks down at me smiling. Mommy and I watch as the pretty nurse leaves us alone.

“Momma why was that nurse treating me like I was a toddler? I know I am small but I am not a baby.” I don’t realize I didn’t complain about the nurse referring to me as little lady and basically treating me like I was a little girl.

I also did not notice I started calling mommy momma now like the nurse was saying which is how little girl's call them mother. “Here sweetie get undressed and put this on.” I take the light pink hospital gown and put it next to me as I don’t even pay attention to mommy getting undressed until she is standing only in her panties and bra putting her pink gown on. “Come on sweetie you are so slow, now lift your arms up.” I do as I am told and feel mommy pulling my tee shirt off.

“Okay now let's get those shorts off so we are ready for the doctor.” I feel mommy pull my shorts down not realizing she pulled my underwear down at the same time until I heard mommy’s comment. “Oh you are right little man that rash is all over you between your legs and your little boy parts.”

I immediately put both my hands between my legs to cover my privates. “Oh don’t be silly sweeties I’ve seen you naked before now lift your arms up again so I can put this pretty hospital gown on you.” I listen and soon I am wearing the same gown as mommy.

“Momma how come I am wearing a pink hospital gown like a girl and not blue like a boy's color?”

Mommy shakes her head. “I don’t think they give different colors for different genders little man but since you said that I can call you little lady instead of little man if you want hehehe.” I hear momma giggling like what the heck is so funny about that thinking to myself.

“Okay ladies who would like to go first?” We both turn hearing the doctor. Momma stands up after she fixes my gown and smiles at the doctor.

Momma sits on the examination table. “Okay looks like your momma is going to be first so can you just sit in the chair by yourself sweetie?” I think to myself I hate it when people treat me as if I am a baby, or something.

“Yes I will be good.” I say siting back with my legs together feeling weird being almost naked. I look up at the doctor putting mommy's feet into some kind of holding thing.

The doctor is asking mommy some questions but I cannot hear them as I look around ignoring the adults. A few minutes later, the doctor is looking between mommy's legs and writing stuff on the clipboard. “Okay I believe you are done Mrs. Parker.” I look up seeing mommy smiling. “Okay little one switch places with your mommy and we will get the show on the road.” I wonder what she is meaning show on what rode. I stand up taking the doctors hand.

“Okay hold on sweetie while I lift you up and onto the examining table.” Before I can even respond, I am laying back on the table and the doctor is moving the foot holder things so they are closer together for a short person I am guessing. “Okay reading your file sweetie you have a rash down by your privates is that right?”

I look up into the doctor’s eyes but she is still reading from the clipboard. “Yes doctor I was skateboarding and I fell into a big puddle and I guess I got infected and now I have this big rash.”

“Okay sweetie let's take a look.” I watch as she moves her stool between my legs lifting the opening my hospital gown open. “Oh my you’re a boy….I mean this rash is all over you Kelly.” I feel her touching the rash and moving my little boy parts around. “Okay does this hurt or anything Kelly?”

I feel her poking around. “Um it kind of burns a little bit but doesn’t really hurt that much I guess.” I say but not telling her it really burns and really hurts when she touched the rash.

“Okay Kelly the good news is you won't need any shots but the bad news is you are going to need to keep a thick layer of this cream all over your rash. It has estrogen in it so just keep it on the rash not your little boy parts. I will put it all over you now, and then in the morning take a bath and put more on okay?”

Before I can respond momma starts talking. “Now after the cream is all over between his legs how are we going to keep it off his underwear doctor?” thinking to myself that was a good question as I look down between my legs seeing a thick white cream all over my rash but not on my privates.

“I am afraid that is going to be some more bad news. I am sorry Kelly I know you’re a big girl.. boy but you will need to wear a diaper or maybe a pull up since you are a big boy or do you want a diaper instead?”

I hear diaper and I almost go into shock. “No, no, a diaper is for babies. I maybe small but I am not a baby.”

“Well sweetie with this cream or thick lotion, I am afraid a diaper or pull up is a must. The reason is not that you are a baby it is because we have to control where the cream goes and this medicine sometimes has bladder control issues. I know you’re a big umm boy so you won't have those issues of having accidents but this is still the plan for these medications okay sweetie?”

I don’t know how to respond. “Okay honey the doctor is at least giving you a choice sweetie, do you want to wear a diaper or a pull up like a big boy?” momma says to me.

“Umm I guess if I have a choice I can wear the pull ups so if I have to go potty I can pull them off, and use the bathroom like a big boy.”

I see the doctor walk over to the closet and pulls a large bag from it and I see pull ups written on it. Okay stand up sweetie and I will pull these up your legs.” I do as I am told and I look down and see I am now wearing a pull up and it is freaking PINK.

“Um doctor aren’t there any pull ups that aren’t pink?”

The doctor looks down at me. “Sorry sweetie these are all we have in pull ups we have white disposable baby diapers if you rather wear them little Kelly?” I ignore her as mommy pulls one of the pink pull-ups on me. I look down at myself as mommy and the doctor are both smiling.

“Looks like your shorts aren’t going to be able to fit of your diaper sweetie. Sorry sweetie I guess you will just have to wear the diaper by itself until I can get you something else to wear.” Mommy says.

The thought of going out in public wearing a diaper is scaring me to death but not having clothes over the diaper I am going to cry. Both my eyes start to tear up not knowing what I can do.

“Oh sweetie I have an idea so you don’t have to just wear the diaper out there for everyone to see.” The doctor looks at me like I am going to cry. “You can just put your clothes in the bag here.” I watch as the doctor puts all of my clothes into a plastic zip lock bag and writes my name on it. “You can just wear the pretty hospital gown home than your momma can get you something else that fits you sweetie, what do you think?”

I look at the doctor than at momma not know what I can do. “Okay sweetie what is your choice wearing just the pink diaper for all to see or wear the hospital gown over it and no one will see your pretty pink diaper, I mean pull up?”

“I guess the hospital gown because I don’t want anyone to see me wearing a diaper okay momma?” the doctor lifts me up and off the examining table and puts me down on the floor as I stand up next to mommy.

I look up at the doctor writing on her clipboard. “Okay Mrs. Parker her is your prescription’s and two for little Kelly.” I watch as mommy is handed the prescriptions. “Two are for Kelly one is a cream that we only want to get on the rash and NOT onto his little boy parts. The estrogen and the industrial removal cream are very, very strong. The second is called aloe Vera cream and is the same cream just minus the removal strength and doesn’t have any estrogen in it either okay?”

“Yes doctor thank you so much for your help and for seeing little Kelly with such short notice.” I smiling hearing that this sounds like we are finally done and we can go home finally.

The doctors looks down at me standing next to mommy and smiles. “It was my pleasure and I hope that cream removes your itch real fast and you can get back to normal little one okay?”

“Umm thank you doctor.” I say after mommy gave me a gentle nudge. The doctor smiles again towards me and she takes her clipboard and leaves.

I watch the pretty doctor leave and mommy is already pulling the pink hospital gown off and sliding her yellow sundress over her head. “Sorry that’s all you have to wear little man, but none of your clothes at home will fit over your diaper either I mean pull up.”

“I know I wish I had some clothes this isn't going to be fun leaving here wearing just this hospital gown and being diapered momma.”

Momma finishes getting dressed and holds the big bag of pink pull ups in one hand and reaches down to take my hand with her other. “Yes sweetie I know what you mean and after we leave here we still need to go to the pharmacy to get our medication’s.” I am shaking my head I cannot believe I have to leave here and go to a pharmacy dressed in a diaper and hospital gown I want to cry so badly.

“Don’t worry sweetie it will be over soon enough and I bet you wish you came to me earlier and you could have had the doctor give you a less powerful medications so maybe you wouldn’t of had to wear a diaper with low bladder control. Next time tell mommy right away when your little body has a problem okay sweetie?”

I roll my eyes as we walk out of the examining room and I know momma is right. Yes momma I know your right I wasn’t thinking, I am sorry.” The second we walk back out to the waiting room, I see a little girl around my size but much younger wearing a diaper and a dress smiling at me. I also notice her momma who is very pretty looking down at me and all I want to do is cry having to wear this silly hospital gown and diaper.

“Excuse me ma’am, I don’t mean to intrude on you and your daughter but my little Cindy was in the same boat as your daughter last year. We came in here for a doctor’s appointment and let's say she just had a little accident and had to wear a hospital gown and diaper like your daughter.” She looks down at me ready to cry.

Mommy looks down at me. “Yes if I would have known I would have brought extra clothes.” Mommy says like how she is supposed to of known my clothes I wore here would not fit me when I left. Unless she is saying that, I had an accident by peeing myself and now I have nothing to wear.

“Well I have an extra outfit in Cindy’s diaper bag if you’re little one would like to get rid of that hospital gown and have real clothes to wear. I mean Cindy has actually outgrown this outfit but I never took it out of the diaper bag from the last accident. Would you like to get changed into some real clothes?” I hear the lady lean down and say to me.

I nod my head meaning yes thinking anything is better to wear instead of some silly hospital gown. No one will know I will be wearing some little girl's shorts or pants as long as I do not have to wear this. “Great” I hear the lady say and picking through the diaper bag.

“Sweetie you are okay with wearing a little girl's outfit instead of the hospital gown. We still need to get the medications and stuff?” momma whispers in my ear.

I nod yes. “Momma I don’t care anything is better than wearing a hospital gown and diaper that I bet everyone can see.”

“Okay sweetie but no matter what she gives you to wear you have to thank her okay? She is being very nice, and she probably thinks you’re a little girl the way you are dressed and your long hair, and she is just trying to help you okay?”

I hear momma say and she is right the other's thought I looked like a girl I guess I really do need a shorter hairstyle. “Okay momma I will be good.”

“Here ya go my name is Cindy, and I hope you like my old outfit it doesn’t fit me anymore since I am a big girl now I hope you like it.” I hear her saying to me handing me a little JCPenny bag.

I smile at the little girl. “Thank you I am sure I will like it.” I say to the little baby girl. “Momma is there a bathroom I can change so I don’t have to go outside dressed like this?”

“Yes sweeties come with me.” I take her hand holding the bag with clothes in it. “Thank you again for the clothes for my little one you made HER day. Little Kelly was so scared coming out here wearing only the hospital gown and a diaper.”

The Lady smiles even though I hear mommy refer to me as a ‘HER’. “I am glad I was able to help. I know how dramatic little ones can be.”

“There are some cute shoes in the bag too.” We hear little Cindy say as she takes her mommy's hand as they walk away.

We wave good-bye and all I want to do is get in the restroom and change. I look up at mommy and me entering into the lady’s room. “Mommy I can't be in here what if someone seen me a boy in the girl's room?”

“Oh stop worrying everyone here so far thought you were a little girl because of your long pretty hair. Now take that hospital gown off so I can see what you are going to be wearing.”

I start taking the light pink hospital gown off and am standing only in a pink diaper now. “Looks like we will be matching sweetie, look yellow just like my outfit.” I turn and see mommy holding some clothes and there yellow of course bright yellow.

“But mommy do I have to wear that bright yellow shirt it looks so girly with the puffy sleeves and all?”

Mommy gives me that look that means I need to shut up right now. “On stop it and be a big girl I mean boy and lift your arms up, so I can put this tee shirt on you first.” I see momma holding up a white lace tee shirt with tiny straps instead of sleeves. I stop arguing and I guess anything is better than the pink hospital gown.

“Wow that feels so soft momma.” I say feeling the lace camisole over me. I see momma picking up the yellow shirt. “Momma isn't there another shirt in that bag that isn't so girly as that yellow one in your hand?”

Opps there is that look again. “No turn around and lift your hands over your head again and let me put this dress on you, I mean this shirt on you.” I feel my thin arms pop through the puffy short sleeves and momma start to button the back of the shirt.

“Now put these socks on Kelly as I fix your dre….new shirt okay?” momma hands me down a pair of little socks that are clearly for a little girl with ruffles all over the tops but who cares it will be better than that pink gown I had to wear. I slide them on and they barely cover my ankles. “Okay sweeties lift your leg up so I can slide these up your legs and cover your diaper.”

I see some small shorts that look almost plastic in momma’s hand. “What are those momma plastic shorts? I am not wearing them; does she have any other ones in the bag?”

“Sorry sweetie just your new shoes in the bag and you need to put these plastic panties that go over your diaper. I mean these plastic shorts over your diaper in case you have an accident no one will know. Plus you won't be able to see your pink diaper anymore.”

Thinking to myself yea no one will know there plastic shorts and anything covering this pink pull up is a good thing. I lift my foot up than the other and I feel some elastic around each leg opening as momma pulls it up and under my new yellow shirt as she covers my pull-up completely.

“Okay all I have to do is slide your new shoes on and we are done princess I mean little one.” I look down and I can only see the top of momma’s head as I feel the shoes buckled to my feet. “There we go sweetie.” Momma steps back and looks at me up and down smiling bigger than I have seen her smile in a while. “Okay here we go sweetie now you’re dressed and we are off to the pharmacy.”

I turn around to look at the big mirror that is over the sink and all I can see real fast was the yellow puffy sleeves and then the top of the sink. I hate being so small as we leave the ladies room. I am smiling I am so happy not wearing the pink girly hospital gown and then I see a full mirror from floor to ceiling and I see the reflection of mommy holding a little girl wearing a short yellow dress with girly shoes. Than it hits me “Mommy I am wearing a dress.”

“Yes you are sweetie and you look so pretty. You have a choice you can act like a little girl wearing a pretty dress or you can act like a little boy wearing a pretty dress and people will probably tease you if they know you’re a boy in a dress sweetie.”

I don’t know what to say as I feel momma pulling me outside as I feel the warm summer breeze blowing up my short dress. “Oh she looks so cute I knew that dress would fit your daughter perfectly.” Momma and I both turn and see that women and her baby daughter getting out of there big SUV smiling at us.

“Yes the dress fits little Kelly just perfect doesn’t it sweetie?” I hear momma saying as I nod hearing the lady who gave me a dress to wear or the most girly dress on the planet to wear I should say.

The back of their big SUV opens and there are bags and bags in the back. “All Cindy's old clothes where going to the good will and now we see how perfectly they fit your daughter you can have them.” I am in shock looking at all the big garbage bags in the back of their SUV.

“Open up the back of your mini-van, oh by the way I am Debbie Simmons and you already no little Cindy here.”

Mommy smiles. “Oh yes I am being so rude, I am Karen Parker and you know my little Kellie.” I watch as mommy pushes the button on her remote with her keys and the back of the minivan opens up.

“We are in a rush to get little Cindy's hair done so I will help real fast and unload these bags into your minivan Karen.”

I see little baby Cindy looking at me and I can actually see baby Cindy is taller than I am. “Are you wet Kellie you have that look about you?” I hear Cindy saying. I shake my head no. “I hope you like all my old clothes there are panties and plastic panties and training panties and tons of dresses and a bunch of skirts but no pants or shorts so I hope you’re a girly girl like me.” I hear Cindy saying.

“Come along Cindy we are going to be late to your hair appointment.”
I watch as Cindy waves to me, and runs over to her mommy's SUV and climbs in as they drive away I watch momma waving and I notice I am waving good-bye also.

“Well I guess we don’t have to buy you any new clothes to go over your diapers now sweetie.” I hear mommy saying as she picks me up and puts me in the van I feel myself start to wet my diaper as I cry softly.

The end

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