🦵 Arthur at the physiotherapist
Part 1: First appointment with the physiotherapist
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- Are you Arthur? This gentleman in front of me asks.
This gentleman is a physiotherapist, my physiotherapist, and I have a first session with him. But I forget to introduce myself, sorry.
My name is Arthur and I'm 12 years old. If I am in this physiotherapy office, it is because I injured myself during one of my handball training sessions. Dad just dropped me off and went shopping while I have my session. Right now, I'm in the waiting room and I stand up to approach the physiotherapist.Part 1: First appointment with the physiotherapist
- Are you Arthur? Asks the man in front of me.
This man is a physiotherapist, my physiotherapist, and I have a first session with him. But I forget to introduce myself, sorry.
My name is Arthur and I am 12 years old. If I am in this physiotherapy clinic, it's because I got injured during one of my handball training sessions. Dad just dropped me off and went shopping during my session. Right now, I am in the waiting room and I stand up to approach the physio.
- You're Arthur, right? The physio asks again.
- Yeah, that's me, I finally reply.
- It's your dad that I saw last week then. He asked me to schedule some sessions for the dislocated shoulder.
- That's exactly it, I say. I hurt myself during a training session.
- He explained that to me yes. Apparently you play at a very high level.
- I have been promoted yes and my team plays at the regional level. Right now we are in first place, I hope we will stay there. That's why I need to be able to play quickly. My team is counting on me.
- We will do everything we can, the physio replies. By the way, my name is Romain. Got it? Follow me. I'll take you to the rehab room. I warn you that we won't be alone in the room, there is already another patient, her name is Carine. You should get along quite well, she's very nice, you'll see.
We both enter a relatively large room where several exercise equipment are positioned. There is also a massage table and a television. And above all, there is a girl, Carine. She is rather tall, well-built, with long blond hair, just the way I like.
- Hello, she says with a smile while continuing her elliptical bike workout.
- Hello, I say, feeling a bit intimidated.
- Carine, says Romain, I present to you Arthur. And Arthur, here is Carine. Arthur, please sit on the massage table.
I obey Romain's directive while continuing to look at Carine. She must be about my age and, I must admit, I find her quite attractive. She is also watching me. I know that several girls at school are interested in me, and people say I'm handsome.
Carine is dressed in white shorts and a loose pale pink tank top with embroidered straps. The outfit suits her very well.
As soon as I lie down, Romain begins to gently manipulate my shoulder. In the position I am in, lying down with my head turned towards the wall, I can no longer see Carine. I can't stop thinking about her, even though I only saw her for a few seconds. I recall those images of her and there's something that puzzles me about her appearance but I can't quite put my finger on it.
- What are you thinking about? Romain asks me. You seem pensive.
- About the homework I have to do for tomorrow, I reply, lying.
- I just did some warm-ups for your shoulder, I'm going to manipulate it a bit now. Sit at the edge of the table.
Once again, I follow Romain's instructions to do what he tells me. I find myself, sitting, feet hanging, facing the television, but mostly with a direct view of Carine. Romain starts by taking my bottom, stretching it straight, rotating it in different directions before making me stand up straight. During all these manipulations, I can't help but look, or should I say ogle at Carine. It's true that she is pretty and has a very attractive physique. In my class, I find the girls not very pretty. It's even mean, but I think I could even say when they are ugly. This is the complete opposite, I am charmed.
- There you go, Romain says quite loudly after a few minutes, manipulation is over. You will both change. Carine, you come and sit on the massage table while Arthur, you will do some exercises alone on the wall bars.
- What are those? I ask.
- Don't worry, I'll show you.
As Carine gets off her bike, Romain invites me to follow him to the left wall. We find ourselves facing a wooden system attached to the wall. It's like a ladder. He then shows me different exercises to do to work on my shoulder.
- You do three sets of ten and rest for thirty seconds, then you repeat it five times. Got it? Anyway, if you have any questions, I'll stay with Carine in this room.
- Understood, I say happy to stay in the same room as this pretty lady.
As I start my exercises, Romain gets Carine to sit on the massage table. And then, I think I understand what has been puzzling me about her appearance, it's her butt. I shouldn't say it, but for the past few months, with my friends, we have started to look at girls' butts, we even rate them out of 20. At first, it was just a stupid game, but now that I am more interested in girls, it has almost become an obsession.
And Carine's butt is nothing like the ones I usually see. Firstly, it's curvy, but you might say it's just her body shape. No, what seems most surprising to me is the shape they have under the shorts but also the way they move, or rather, they don't move. It's like... Carine is wearing a diaper!
- Focus on your exercises, Romain then tells me, looking in my direction. You were the one saying you wanted to be operational as soon as possible, right?
- Uh... yes... I say, realizing I've been caught.
- The better you work, the sooner you'll be ready to set foot on the handball court.
So I start doing the exercises that Romain asked me to do, trying not to look at Carine anymore. It's not easy, I admit. I can't stop thinking about what I just realized. I will have to be careful when she gets up and when she walks around the room. I absolutely want confirmation of what I imagine.
When I talked about myself, I left out an important detail about my life. While I am certainly a teenager like many others, there is a point where I know I am not like everyone else. It's something small that has been in me for many years and I have never talked to anyone about it. I admit it's a bit difficult to say because it might seem weird. I have an attraction to diapers... yes, the diapers that are put on babies, the diapers you have to wear when you wet the bed for example.
And if you ask me why, I wouldn't be able to answer. As for how it came to me? I don't really know what to say either. What I know is that I wet the bed quite late since last year I still had accidents. For several years I imagined being able to wear diapers, but my parents didn't make me wear them. I could have asked them, but I never dared. Anyway, I imagine there is a connection with bed-wetting, especially since I have a friend who wears diapers at home.
In short, you'll understand, I'm still a bit weird. How can one dream of wanting to wear diapers? Especially when you're healthy and fit. Anyway, seeing Carine with what seems to be a diaper under her clothes makes me think even more. First, it's a girl, and on top of that, she uses this garment that somewhat intrigues me. I am quite sure she doesn't wear it for pleasure, and she most likely needs it to avoid wetting her clothes. I already found her pretty, but imagining her wearing diapers, that's almost delusional.
- Alright, that's it for today, Romain then says. You worked well. I checked earlier and I have scheduled you for the same time the day after tomorrow.
I barely listen to what Romain says. My mind and my eyes are focused on Carine. She is walking in front of me. I am now certain, she is indeed wearing a diaper. Her way of walking and the movement of her butt leave no doubt. Moreover, I have the feeling of hearing a slight rustling of plastic, a sign that does not deceive.
- Are you good, Arthur? Romain then asks me.
- Uh, yes, I reply, unsure of what he is talking about.
- If you're this distracted in class, you must be struggling.
Carine smiles at this and looks at me. I blush like a fool. I don't know where to look.
- See you in two days, says Romain as he leaves us and goes to the waiting room. You can wait for your parents outside.
- Goodbye Romain, Carine says as she heads towards the exit.
- Thank you and goodbye, I say.
A few seconds later, Carine and I are outside in the parking lot. I am too shy to talk to her, she intimidates me. She has a cute little backpack in the shape of a koala. After a few seconds of silence, she speaks to me:
- My mom is here, she says, looking me in the eyes. See you soon Arthur. It was nice to meet you. Maybe we'll get a chance to chat a bit next time.
- Yeah, see you.
Less than 20 seconds later, Carine gets into a car and drives away. I feel so stupid. A pretty girl, who is also wearing a diaper, talks to me, and the only thing I say to her is "yeah, see you". What a total goof.
I find Carine really beautiful. I don't know if there's a chance she might be interested in me. Unlike some of my friends, I haven't started puberty yet, I'm not very tall. Carine, on the other hand, is a few centimeters taller than me. I might be wrong but I think a girl prefers to be with a boy taller than her.
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