An hour later they were stuck in their first Westfield traffic jam, as the traffic inched along and Kevin fiddled with the radio, Ben finally woke up from his nap, hastily wiping drool off of his face with a blush.
His diaper felt a little squishy in the front as he wiggled around praying that, that was just from sweat, groaning a little as his tummy gurgled and rumbled.
"Hey Benny boy, welcome back to the land of the living. Have a good sleep?" Daddy called back to him.
"Ngggh... Kinda... " Ben grumbled and wiggled about in his seat, his bladder was what had apparently woken him, though he could feel a second need building up.
"Where are we?" Ben asked, looking around, spotting all the cars around them.
"Westfield, apparently no one thought to warn me about their traffic jams, at this rate, we'll be in Westfield City in about 40 minutes." Daddy said.
"Uh... Anywhere we could pull over and let me use the bathroom at?" Ben asked, rubbing the back of his head.
"Sorry buddy, we're stuck in the middle of this." Daddy said and glanced back.
"If you have to pee, just go ahead and do it. There's enough room back there Kevin can scramble back and get the wet diaper off. You should be good after that till we get there. "
"I-I can hold it!" Ben sighed with exasperation and crossed his arms, missing Kevin rolling his eyes in the front seat.
"Ben it's not healthy to hold it for too long, why don't you just go pee and then you can go commando for the rest of the trip?" Kevin asked, turning around in his seat to look at Ben.
Ben opened his mouth to reply and instead a loud muffled wet fart was heard, and Ben's cheeks went super red.
"I... I might have to do more than just pee..." Ben said in a babyish tone, squirming in his seat.
"Oh..." Kevin said and then unbuckled his seat belt and squirmed his way into the back seat, taking up a spot next to Ben who was squirming and farting more and more often.
"Look, Benny, if you have to do that... Just do it. It'll only be worse if you hold it... Maybe you can just let out a little and uh... I'll change you and you can hold the rest till-" Kevin was saying, stroking Ben's hair.
He knew just how awful it felt to mess a diaper when you didn't want to. Still, he wasn't able to finish what he was saying because Ben shut his eyes tight, with a loud cry of "NOOOOOO!!"  and with a sick sounding fart,
Benny coated and destroyed his diaper with a wave of poop.
He must have been backed up too as Kevin could almost swear Ben lifted up in his seat, Kevin hugged Ben and stroked his hair even as the smell filled the SUV.

Owen didn't wanna announce to everyone that one of his boys was filling his diaper, but he wasn't about to sit and smell that for the rest of the trip there so he HAD to open the windows, he noticed some kids giggling at Ben as they began to take notice of the smell and spotted him in his car seat.
"I-I'm pooping a diaper?... I'm pooping MY diaper... I-I'm pooping!" Ben whimpered, tears in his eyes as he just gave in and let it all come out, barley aware that Kevin was there beside him hugging him and petting his head.
"Shhh it's Ok Benny, just let it all out, it's okay." He cooed.
The shorts which hadn't hidden the diaper at all, to begin with, gave up the fight as Ben loaded the diaper making it balloon out way too fast causing it to rip open at the seams, Ben's stinky diaper was now on display to anyone that cared to look.

Kevin didn't seem to mind the smell though whether that was from his own stinky diaper experience or just from babysitting Alex and Justin, Owen wasn't sure.
After a good solid ten minutes of grunts and farts from the little stinker, Ben was apparently done and had zoned out a bit as he poked dumbly at his diaper.
"You uh... Wanna change him now?" Owen called back to Kevin.

"Can't do that dad not with the load he's made no wipes and using anther diaper to do it with this toxic muck... I'd get it all over the back seat." Kevin said and pet Ben's head.
"O-Oh... well... "
"Come on daddy, you need to man up. If you keep making a fuss about the smell you'll make poor Ben feel worse!" Kevin scolded the adult.
"Heh... Yes, sir." Owen chuckled and put a smile on his face.
Though whew... Whatever Ben was eating, he wasn't getting more of it. This was TOXIC!
They were getting glares from the cars alongside them and windows were being rolled up, and all Owen could do was weakly wave sorry to the poor drivers who had their noses seared by the stench of Ben's pampers.

15 LONG minutes later, they were able to get off of the main highway into Westfield City and finally came to a stop at the apartment in the parking lot. Kevin got sent to go and pick up the keys from the building manager as Owen came around to the backseat and got a good look at the damage and winced.

It was clear to anyone who looked that Ben had loaded the overnight diapers, gone were all the ducky's and sailboats and it's once pure white color was stained a dirty brown.
Ben's eyes were semi-glazed over and he had a trail of drool going down his chin, dripping onto his shirt but he smiled around his thumb as Owen opened the back door and popped his thumb out of his mouth.
"Da-da!" He cooed and held his arms out.
"...Yeah buddy, da-da." Owen said, figuring much like Kevin before him, the boy had retreated back into babyhood.
Undoing the straps for the car seat and then getting back out of the SUV for a final deep gulp of semi-fresh air, Owen leaned back and picked up the little stinker who nuzzled into him, wiping drool on Owen and cooed softly.
"Da da da da da..." Ben babbled and gurgled.
Not trusting Ben to walk like this, Owen carried the little stinker over to the doors where Kevin met him (After locking the SUV up and having rolled up the windows... He'd have to go for a drive later and air the poor thing out.)
Getting into the building, with a bag full of a change of clothes (And some more diapers in case it took Benny awhile to snap out of it) Owen was glad to be settling into the new life and sure that after today he'd be able to put all this diaper boy stuff behind him.

Across the street from the parking lot was a playground where one young boy, by the name of James, had been watching with interest as the SUV had pulled in seeing an older boy getting out and heading for the office while the dad got out and headed for the back, James figured there was a baby in the backseat and waited to see the cute little guy or gal.
What started out as a normal grin went to grinch levels however when he spotted the 7ish (maybe older) boy getting picked up and clearly in a destroyed diaper.
Even though he was the only one on the playground at the moment, he felt the need to speak out loud.
"I so freaking call dibs." He said, loving the idea of having a little diaper dork to play with.

After a few hours, Ben snapped out of baby mode (Though while under it he went through another two diapers and was eager to help get the apartment ready, and dispose of the diapers.
A quick check with the local laws online (Once the computer was set up) showed that Benny didn't need the car seat, though daddy insisted on keeping it at least for a little while just in case, promising to go and talk about the bylaw with the police the next day.
Overall the boys were all settled in by bedtime, the apartment was looking good and Ben drifted off to sleep, having nightmares where he was just a big baby and would wake up in the middle of the night with a wet bed.
Kevin had a perfectly fine sleep till Ben woke him up and they lo-key went and got the bedding washed and Kevin shared a bed with the little dork for the rest of the night.
In the morning while having breakfast, Daddy mentioned that he had a lot to do today, and encouraged the boys to go out and make friends while he was gone.

"This is stupid... I'm too old to be playing on a playground." Ben huffed as they walked over to it.
"...Dude your -8-. That's a great age to be on the playground." Kevin said, raising an eyebrow.
"Whatever. I'm not putting up with any babies." Ben huffed.
"Wounded ego much?" Kevin teased and ruffled the little dork's hair.
"Ngggh whatever... Just don't hang around me and make me look like a little baby." Ben huffed and squirmed away, pointing at the other end of the park where he wanted Kevin to go.
Kevin rolled his eyes.
"Finnnne... But first, do you still have your keys to get back into the apartment?" he asked.
"Nooo, I lost them in the five-minute walk from our apartment to over here dur a dur."
"...Smartass."

Walking off on his own Kevin made his way over to tree line, not because anything looked fun over there, but because he saw three boys trying to climb a tree while there was a sign by all the trees that were clearly marked 'DO NOT CLIMB'.
Now, he wasn't trying to be a narc or anything, but he didn't wanna see some kids getting in trouble either though as he got closer, he couldn't help but feel as though he'd seen the three boys before.
"Come on Mark, if you don't make it up at least as high as Scotty did, you're a total diaper baby!" The oldest of the three boys was taunting.
next to him, presumably, Scotty, smirked and stuck out his tongue.
"Yeah! you're a diaper baby! Diaper baby, diaper baby!" The lil redhead was giggling like crazy.
"Shut up! I'm gonna make it Higher than you did Keith!" the boy on the tree grumbled, struggling to get any higher as the bark on the tree was dead and kept crumbling.
As Kevin got closer, he had a flashback and mentally groaned... It was the three brats from last Christmas, that had been at the gas station.
For a second he toyed with just walking away but in the end, he decided to be responsible and kept moving in.
"Hey, I don't think you guys are supposed to be climbing that tree." Kevin said
Two of the boys turned around, looking at him while Mark, let out a yelp and fell out of the tree, landing on his butt.
"Son of a-" He yelled then turned around.
"Who the heck do you think you are, telling us what to do?" Keith asked, and puffed his chest up.
"Yeah, what are you, a narc?" Scotty challenged, trying to puff his chest up like his big brother.
"Look, guys, I'm not gonna snitch or anything, but these trees don't look safe to climb and you don't wanna get hurt do y-"
"Holy heck! It's the diaper baby!" Mark called out, still on his butt and pointing at Kevin.
"What?" Keith asked.
"Heyyy it is! It's the gas station, diaper baby!" Scotty said excitedly and giggled. "Finally outta diapers or still bawling for your dadddddy?" The 8-year-old giggled like crazy.
"...Look, guys, That was a one-time thing, and I'm trying to be nice here." Kevin said, face flushing but he held his ground.
"Yeah? Well, I think you need to go and find someone to change your diapies and leave us, big boys, alone." Keith said and cracked some knuckles, sure that he could kick this diaper babies butt if he had to
"Now you scamper off or we'll tell EVERYONE about how you were in soggy Pampers!" Mark said, scrambling up finally, not noticing he had a brown stain on the back of his light blue shorts.
Kevin sighed, and looked over the three boys, he was sure that BEN of all people could have taken on two of them himself... So he wasn't worried about their tough-guy act.
"Look, I'm TRYING to be nice here will you please just get away from the trees?" Kevin asked.
"Make us!" Keith said and went to come in for a sucker punch.
When he went to, because Scotty was over-eager, went to rush in too and ended up taking said punch to the side of his face, knocking him loopy and making him start to wet himself
and fall down in his brother's way so Keith tripped and smashed his face on the ground, sitting up quickly and grabbing his bloody nose, and starting to cry.
"Muh... Muh nose! Ou bastard!" He sobbed.
"Grrr, I'll get him guys!" Mark called out and rushed over, with Kevin sidestepping him and then yanking him up by the back of his waistband.
"Er, you know your messed yourself, little guy?" Kevin asked, holding the 9-year-old in the air and wedging him.
"W-what? No, I didn't! Put me doooown!" Mark huffed and Kevin shrugged and dropped him.
He landed on his butt again and a loud gross fart was heard and if it had just been a wet fart before, Mark was clearly messing himself now.
"I think you guys should go home." Kevin said and put his hands in his pockets, then leaned down to the three dazed and beaten boys. "Or do you want me to actually start TRYING?"
The boys gulped in unison, and still, sobbing Keith helped his smelly brother up.
"This isn't over! You're gonna be sorry you messed with the Osweld brothers!" He promised as they headed back to the apartment building.
Shaking his head, Kevin was surprised to hear clapping and turned around to see another boy, around his age there.
"That was great man. Those little twerps are always trying to pick fights." The other boy said then extended a hand. "Robbie Rogers."
Kevin smiled and took the handshaking it. "Kevin West, nice to meet you and... I wasn't planning on hurting them or anything.."
"Heh, I know, I saw the whole thing. Wish I'd recorded it. I could have put Benny hill music over it and killed it on YouTube."
"Pffft, nice."

At another part of the playground, still fuming over how horrible yesterday and last night had been, Ben brightened up as he saw some 5-year-olds playing in a sandbox, and the only other kid around seemed to be busy.
'Time to have some fun, Ben style!' He thought with a wicked grin and made a B-line for the two little boys.
As his shadow fell over the lil guys, who were making forts for their toy soldiers, one of them looked up.
"Do you wanna pway too?" The little blond asked with a lisp.
"Yeah, sure! I'll be the wrecking ball!" Ben said and getting on the edge of the sandbox he pulled back his foot to kick the poor kids fort down.
Suddenly Ben felt himself lifted into the air, and not by the back of his shorts but by his SpongeBob briefs and he made a horrible mewing sound.
"Tsk, that's not very nice now is it?" James asked, being the one who had hoisted Ben up and was shaking a finger at him as the five-year-olds giggled.
"Fank James! He's a meaner!" The other boy said.
"I think he's just grumpy because he needs a nap." James said and winked to the 5-year-olds, then bounced Ben.
"Don't you wanna say something to those boys?" he asked Ben.
"S-Sorry!" Ben squeaked out.
Setting Ben down on all fours James nodded.
"I think you should follow me... And don't stand up, unless you want me to carry you over to the swing sets by your undies." James said, and started to walk, turning back to make sure Ben was following him, and of course... whistling the SpongeBob SquarePants theme.
Ben fumed, but his undies were so far up his crack at the moment he could almost taste them, and ignoring the laughs from the little dorks he crawled on all fours behind James, his undies still sticking out of his pants as they got over by the swing set.
"Now then, you wanna explain what that was all about? And where's your diaper little man? You didn't steal some other little guys undies did you?" James asked once they were thankfully out of earshot of the boys.
"I-I don't need diapers!" Ben huffed, getting on his knees and reaching back, to tug his wedgie out.
"Really? Then that wasn't you, in a super stinky diaper babbling and drooling yesterday in your dad's arms?"
"Y-You saw that?" Ben yelped, face flushing red and he whined.
"Saw it..." James smirked and lied, waving a hand in front of his face. "I Smelled it! PU!"
"I... Uh... Well, you see..." Ben whined super loud now and felt an overwhelming need to suck on his thumb.
"-sigh- I'm sorry, where are my manners. I'm James, Your new daddy and your name is?..." James asked, sitting down in the dirt and tugging Ben into his lap.
"My my what!? I have a daddy and I don't need another one!" Ben yelped and squirmed, trying to break free and all that ended up doing was getting himself put over Jame's lap and his butt swatted.
"Clearly you need someone to be more hands-on, or you'd of known it's rude not to introduce yourself." James scolded. "And your name is?" And he swatted the brats butt again.
"AH! Ben West!"
"Well Ben, I think you and I should go back to your apartment. If you're NOT a baby like you said, then I won't find any diapers or anything like that there but if I do..." James trailed off.
Ben, who knew he had tossed out the rest of the diapers, Nodded. "Fine! And after I prove I'm a big boy my big brother is gonna kick your ass!" Ben growled and yelped as his buns got another swat.

Sure of himself and marching with pride, what little Benny DIDN'T know was that daddy had fished out the pack of diapers out of the trash, not seeing a point in wasting the money on them and knowing that Ben was bed-wetting again. So as Ben, so sure that there would be no proof of babyness in the apartment lead the way, he was going to end up showing James the still mostly full, but clearly some missing pack of diapers sitting on his bed.