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DJ's Diaper Diaries: Part One- The Sleepover
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**********************Disclaimer***************************
This story is a work of fiction based on actual events in
the author's life. Any similarities to people living or dead
is purely coincidental. The story will contain elements of
infantilism. If this does not appeal to you then please
don't read it. Though children are used in this story they
are not used in any situation of a sexual nature. Let it be
known now that I have never supported or condoned any act
concerning Pedophilia.
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Now that all that has been taken care of on with the story.

A little about me

Hi. My name is DJ. That's short for Daniel James. I am
a 15 year old high school Freshman. Due to my having had a
lot Bladder Infections as a baby and little kid I no longer
have any control over my Bladder and have to wear diapers
all the time.
I have three other brothers. The oldest is Dan. I know
what you're thinking, that's my name and you're right it is,
but for some reason my parents like this name. He's 27 and
is going to college, which is why he still lives at home. He
still likes to wear diapers to bed. I think this comes from
the fact that he had to wear them to bed because he wet it
till he was 21. The one other thing my older brother and I
share besides our name and wearing diapers is that we both
have Cerebral Palsy. My two younger brothers Donn, who's 12,
and Paul, who's 10, also wear diapers to bed for the obvious
reason.
Now most people would think that my parents would be
disturbed by the fact that all of their kids still wear
diapers. Luckily for me and my brothers they aren't. In
fact, it was my parents' idea that we wear diapers for the
bedwetting. I can't really blame them on this. I think if I
were in the same position I would do the same thing,
besides, I would rather deal with four sets of wet diapers
each morning than four wet beds any day.

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Chapter One

Well, it was Friday again. I was still giddy from the
fact
that I had just turned 13. I was finally a teenager; I
didn't think this day was ever going to arrive! Just then I
realized that my best friend Mark was calling out my name.
"Hey DJ!!" Mark called, "You have your head in the
clouds again? I've been calling after you for the last three
minutes."
"Sorry Mark," I said, "I'm still so excited that
today's my birthday."
"Yeah, That's right it is, isn't it?" he commented.
I just nodded in reply.
"Well Happy Birthday!!" he said as he punched me in the
shoulder.
"Thanks," I laughed while still rubbing my shoulder.
Then Mark asked the one question I was hoping he wouldn't.
"Hey DJ when are me and you ever going to do a sleep
over?"
I got really nervous at this because, even though we've
known each other since the third grade, Mark still didn't
know that I had to wear diapers to bed, or that my parents
still treated me like a toddler at times. I just looked at
him and stated awkwardly, "Gee, I don't know, Mark. We
wouldn't be able to do it this weekend because of my party."
I then used this to change the subject.
"You are still coming to it, aren't you?" I asked.
Mark got the hint I was sending and dropped the subject on
sleeping over, but said, "Yeah, I wouldn't miss it for the
world." About that time the bell rang and we went into our
classes. The rest of the day went quickly, and for once most
of my teachers decided not to give us any homework.
I got home shortly before Mom got home from picking up
Donn and Paul from school. Judging from the looks on Mom's
and Paul's faces I new something had happened. I found out
what was going on as they came through the front door.
"Really Paul, I don't know what I'm going to do with
you," I heard Mom sigh. "This is the third time this week
you had an accident at school!"
"I know, Mom," Paul said in a sobbing voice. "I'm
trying not to, but it just happened."
"Well, you'll just have to try harder then, won't you?
Now get up to your room and get those wet clothes off," Mom
told him. Paul just started sobbing again as he ran past me
into his room.
"He had another accident at school, huh?" I inquired.
"Yeah, he did," Mom stated in a tired tone of voice.
"I honestly don't know what I'm going to do about it."
I just nodded knowing how she must be feeling.
"Anyway enough about that," she said, "How was my
birthday boy's day at school?"
I grinned. "Not too bad."
Due to my tone I could tell she was about to question
me about it further when the phone rang.
"Saved by the bell," I muttered as she walked into the
kitchen to answer it.
"Hello?" she said as she picked the receiver up.
I heard her say, "Oh, Hi Sherri" a few seconds later, and
knew she must be talking with Mark's Mom.
"Could you hold on for a second, Sherri?" Mom asked as
she covered the mouth piece up. "DJ, would you mind going up
and check on Paul for me?"
I just nodded.
"And go ahead and diaper him for the night."
I just nodded again as I headed up stairs.
"Is Mom still mad at me?" Paul asked as I walked into
his room.
"She's still a little upset, but she'll calm down after
awhile," I replied. He seemed to relax at hearing this, and
started to pull on a pair of shorts.
"What do you think you're doing?" I asked.
"I thought you said Mom wasn't mad at me anymore," he
said.
"She's not," I said, "but you still have to follow the
rules."
"What!!" he cried out.
"You heard me," I said. "Now you can either take the
shorts off yourself, or I'll take them off for you."
Paul started to sob again as he pulled his shorts back off.
"Now hop up on your bed, and we can get this over with
quickly," I stated simply.
He responded by just flopping limply back on to his
bed. I just shook my head as I went over to the closet and
started getting all the diapering supplies ready. When I
turned around Paul was sobbing into the ear of his teddy
bear.
"Come on, I can't diaper you with you balled up like
that," I said.
"Why do you have to do it at all?" he asked.
"For one, it's the rules," I replied, "and secondly,
Mom asked me to. I think you'll find it a lot more agreeable
letting me do it, than if I have to have Mom come up and do
it," I added.
"Yeah, I guess you're right," Paul said.
And without turning around I told Donn, "If you make
one comment about this either Bug I'll diaper your butt
also." With that I turned around and started in on Paul.
"Okay, squirt, lift your legs," I said. I then slid the
three cloth diapers under his butt, and proceeded to dust
his diaper area with powder. I soon had the diaper pulled up
into his crotch and pinned.
"Is that too tight?" I asked before pulling his plastic
pants on.
"No, they're okay," he said.
"Okay," I replied as I pull the pants up and made sure
all of the diaper was inside.
"Okay, you're all done," I chuckled. "Now get out of
here." And with that I gave his diapered butt a slap. I was
still laughing when I went back downstairs and saw him
waddling in to the kitchen. The rest of the evening went
rather quietly, until dinner that is.
"Hey, did anyone order a pizza?!" Dan yelled as he came
through the door carrying two pizza boxes.
"Hey Dan," I said as I saw him come in to the room.
"How was work?" I asked.
"Oh, you know, same old assholes," he replied.
"Dan!!" Mom yelled.
"What?" he responded.
"You know how I feel about cursing in this house," she
stated crossly.
"Yeah, I know," he said. "I'm sorry."
"Well, go call your brothers, and we'll eat before this
stuff gets cold," she said.
"What do you want me to call them?" Dan asked with a
smile on his face.
"Dan," Mom said with her "I'm-warning-you" tone. Dan
just walk off chuckling. As dinner progressed we went
through the usual "How was your Day?" questions. Mostly,
everyone was making a big deal that I was a teenager now.
"So, DJ," Dan asked in an amused voice. "You have a
girlfriend yet?"
I just sat there and turned red like I normally do when
this subject comes up. Dan just started laughing when he saw
this happen.
"So Mom, what did Mark's Mom want?" I asked.
"She just called to confirm what time the party is
tomorrow," Mom stated.
"That's another thing I wanted to talk to you about.
Sherri said that Mark came home upset today thinking that
you didn't like him," Mom said. "You want to tell me why?"
she asked.
"Mark asked if I wanted to have a sleep over with him,
and I kinda blew the subject off," I replied.
" Is this because you still have to wear diapers to
bed?" Mom asked kindly.
"Yeah," I quietly responded while looking down at my
plate.
"You know, DJ," my Dad added simply, "you'll have to
deal with this sooner or later. The doctors said that
all the bladder problems you had as a baby would cause you
to wet the bed all your life, and would probably get worse
later on. I just hate to think of all the fun your letting
yourself miss out on because of this."
"I know Dad," I replied.
"I know what you mean, DJ," Dan cut in "I went through
the same thing, but sooner or later people will find out.
How do you think Mark will feel if he finds out from someone
else?" he asked.
I just shrugged my shoulders at this. Donn and Paul
just kept quiet during all of this.
"I really would like to sleep over at Mark's, but I'm
just not ready to find out if he'll be understanding about
it or not," I said after a couple moments of silence.
"If you want, I'll talk to Sherri about this tomorrow
during the party," Mom said.
I just nodded that would be okay.
"Okay then, now that that's been taken care of, why
don't you and Dan take your brothers upstairs and get them
ready for bed."
"Okay DJ, you go get Donn and Paul ready for their
bath, while I go get it ready," Dan told me.
"Okay, you two go in to your room; I'll be there in a
moment," I said to Donn and Paul. While they went into their
room I ducked back into the bathroom to talk with Dan.
"Hey, Dan, can I ask you a question?" I asked
nervously.
"Sure you can," He replied, noticing that I was going
to want a serious answer.
"Do you really think it's a good idea about me going on
a sleep over, after what happened last time?" I asked
plainly.
"DJ, I know that what happened at David's hurt you, but
you have to let it go," he replied. "I think that it would
be good for you to go."
"Okay, I guess you're right," I told him, and went to
help Donn and Paul get ready for their baths.
"Okay, you little stinker, up on the bed, and spread
'em," I told Paul as I walked into the room.
" No, I don't want to," he replied with a grin.
"Oh okay," I said. "If that's how you want to be I
guess we have to just do this the hard way then, huh." And
with that I grabbed him around the waist and tossed him over
my shoulder like a bag of potatoes. He was still laughing as
I dumped him on his bed, after giving his well diapered butt
a few slaps.
"You ready now?" I asked, grinning.
"Uh huh," Paul said between chuckles.
"Okay, then lift your legs up a moment," I told him.
With that he propped his legs up long enough for me to pull
off the plastic pants he had on.
"Boy, Paul you really loaded this sucker! Any more and
it might have floated right off you!" I commented as I
unpinned his pee-soaked diaper. Paul just looked up at me
with a big grin on his face.
"Okay, you're done," I said. "Go get your bath now."
"You too, Donn," I added, and with that I gave both of
them a playful pat on their now naked butts to get them
going.
While Donn and Paul were getting bathed by Dan, I went
and got things ready for them when they got back. I went
over to their closet, and got out three of the thick night
diapers for each of them, and a pair of their teddy bear
print plastic pants. After I got done laying the diapers on
each of their beds, I got each of them out a pair of footed
blanket sleepers. Even though it was the start of April, it
was still chilly at night. I got a red one out for Donn, and
I got Paul out a cream colored one with "Pooh" bear on
it(Paul's favorite). With all this done I went to see what
was taking Dan so long to get them each bathed.
"Hey, what's taking so long?" I asked ask I walked into
the bathroom.
"What the hell," I laughed when I saw that Dan was
about as wet as Donn and Paul were.
"Hey bro.," I laughed "I thought you were going to give
them the bath, not them giving you one."
"Fuck you, DJ," he laughed back at me.
"Grab some towels and help me get these two dried off."
he said still laughing. After getting Donn and Paul dried
off, Dan and I got them herded back into their room.
"Which one you want to diaper?" I asked. Dan replied,
"I'll take Paul."
I just nodded and picked Donn up and threw him on his
bed.
"Okay, kid, spread 'em," I joked to Donn.
"You gotta catch me first," he laughed, and with that
he started to crawl off his bed. I grabbed him by the ankles
and started to pull him back towards me, both of us still
laughing hard. I then noticed some red blotches as I flipped
him over on his back.
"Hey Dan," I called
"What?" he called.
"We better put some Desitin on them. It looks like
Donn's getting a diaper rash," I said.
"Okay," he said as he walked over to their dresser.
"I'll be back in a moment," he said after a rummaging
around for a couple of seconds. "I'll have to go ask Mom
where she put it last."
He returned a minute later saying, "We're out of it. So
just use more powder and lotion this time."
I just nodded back at him. I then turned back to Donn
and flipped him over on to his stomach. With that I poured a
generous amount of Baby Magic into my hand and rubbed it
around to warm it up some, and rubbed it slowly over his
bum. I then flipped him back over and did the same to his
crotch.
"Okay, lift your legs up for a second," I told Donn
while lifting up on his ankles as well. I then slipped his
triple thick diaper under him. With his butt still in air I
sprinkled baby powder all over it, and then same to his
crotch. After I finished powdering him, I pulled his diapers
snugly up between his legs and fastened them with two pins
on each side. With me holding his plastic pants open he
stepped into them and pulled them up. After I made sure
there wasn't any of the diaper sticking out, I handed him
his sleeper and let him finish getting dressed.
"What took you guys so long? I was about to send out
for a search party," Dad joked.
"These two," pointing at Donn and Paul, "decided to
give Dan a bath as well, so he has to change into some dry
clothes," I said. Dan came into the room about this time his
pants puffing out a bit. Mom just looked at him and smiled a
little.
"Well, since everyone is here now we can start the
movie," Mom said.
About 9p.m. Mom got up and went into the kitchen, and
came back with a couple of bottles of milk for Donn and
Paul. Since Donn was already laying in my lap, I offered to
give him his bottle. He fell asleep about ten minutes later.
"Okay, DJ, it's time for you to go to bed," Dad told
me.
"AWW c'mon, Dad, it's," looking at my watch, "only Ten
o'clock. Can't I stay up a little longer?" I whined.
"No, you can't. Now let me take your brother, and you
head up to your room," He said sternly. "Your Mom will be up
in a moment to help you get ready," he added.
"Okay," I replied in a resigned voice.
"And DJ?" he called
"Yeah," I said
"Happy Birthday," he said.
"Thanks, Dad," I smiled.
Mom was already in my room getting things ready for me.
"Come on over and take your clothes off," Mom stated. I
hesitated a moment at this.
"Well, come on, it's not like you've grown anything
that I haven't already seen before," she commented. I turned
red with her saying this.
"Oh for heavens sake," Mom sighed as she reached for my
belt and pulled me over to her. In about two minutes I was
laying down on my bed stark naked.
"Lift your butt up a second," Mom commands as she slips
my night-time diapers under me and proceeds to powder my
butt and balls. After pulling them snugly into my crotch and
pinning them on tightly, she pulls a pair of blue tinted
plastic pants over my thickly diapered butt, and makes sure
that none of material is sticking out from them. She then
hands me my "Tigger" blanket sleeper.
"If I talk to Mark's Mom at the party tomorrow about
your having to wear diapers to bed, will you consider
spending the night over at Mark's or maybe having him come
over here?" she asked.
"Yeah, I'll consider it," I said sleepily.
"Okay, have a good night," Mom said as she handed me my
teddy bear 'Kilroy', and my own bedtime bottle.
"How could I have let myself get talked into this?" I
thought as I fell off to sleep.

Chapter Two

I woke up the next morning to the sound of my Mom
coming into my room.
"C'mon, DJ, it's time to get up," Mom said.
"Just five more minutes Mom, please," I responded,
still half asleep while pulling the covers over my head.
"Sorry, honey, we have a lot to do today before the
party, and you need to get up now," she stated as she peeled
the covers back off my face.
"Besides, I'm sure your diaper needs to be changed,"
she added with a slight grin.
"Oh, all right," I mumbled, and with that I let her
finish pulling the blankets off me.
"My Goodness," she exclaimed as she finished unzipping
my sleepers.
"It's a good thing I came in when I did or else you
might have floated away," she said smiling.
"I guess I am a little damp," I laughed back at her.
"You could say that," was her response. She then
preceded to pull off my plastic pants and unpin my pee-
soaked diapers.
"Now go get your shower while I get these taken care
of, and get your clothes out for you," she said.
"That's okay, Mom, you don't need to do that," I told
her in a slightly embarrassed voice.
"You're right, I don't have to get your clothes out for
you, but I want to," she returned.
"Now go get your shower or else I just might have to
give it to you myself," she added jokingly.
I turned to say something, but with seeing the
expression on her face, I decided not to. With this I headed
off to the bathroom to get my highly needed shower to wash
the smell and feeling of stale pee from my body.
After I was done with my shower I walked back into my
room, and noticed that along with the T-shirt and sweat
pants that Mom had laid out for me, she had also put out one
of my disposable diapers instead of my underwear. As I went
over to my bed to see if maybe my briefs were under my other
clothes, I heard my Mom behind me.
"I see you noticed the diaper," she said as she walked
past me.
"Yeah, I did. What's it for, though?" I asked, though
not really wanting to hear what the answer was going to be.
"Well, since you still have trouble keeping your pants
dry when you get excited, your father and I thought it would
be a good idea for you to wear them today for the party,"
she stated simply.
"But, I don't want to wear them," I complained "All my
friends will see the bulge the diapers make and laugh at
me," I added as I started to cry.
"Now, DJ, I don't think that the diapers are all that
noticeable under your sweat pants," she commented softly.
While she hugged me, she added, "Would you rather take the
chance of not wearing one, and have an accident in front of
your friends instead?"
" Well, no," I said, still sobbing a little.
"Okay, then, lets get you dressed," she said as she
laid me down on my bed to diaper me. "Here, take this," she
told me, holding Kilroy out to me. I held him tightly while
I sobbed softly into his ear.
"Lift up a moment," Mom asked after taping my diaper
up. I complied without saying word. I soon felt a pair of my
plastic pants being pulled up over my diaper. I looked up at
her with a questioning look on my face.
"I figure these will help muffle the crinkling sound
your diapers make when you walk around," she told me as she
saw the look on my face.
"Oh, okay," I responded in a low voice, still not
liking the fact that I would have to wear a diaper to my
birthday party.
"Okay, DJ, sit up please," Mom told me as she reached
for the tee-shirt she laid out.
"Mom, I can dress myself, you know," I said to her.
"I know you can, Danny, but I want to do this," she
responded. The fact that she had called me by my first name
wasn't lost on me. By doing that she told me not to fight
it, and just let happen.
"All right," I said resignedly.
"Good Boy, now hold up your hands," she told me as she
held up the shirt. Soon she had my shirt in place, and
reached for my sweat pants. After shaking the pants out she
threaded my feet through their legs.
"Stand up, please," she asked as she took my arms to
help me up so I wouldn't fall over. She then pulled the
pants the rest of the way up. After putting my shoes and
socks on, Mom gave my diapered butt a pat and sent me
downstairs for breakfast while she went to check make sure
that Donn and Paul were up and dressed. Dan had already left
for work by this time.
The rest of the day went quickly. Most of my time was
spent helping with the usual weekend house cleaning. About 3
P.M. Mom called me into my room.
"Do you need to be changed before we leave?" she asked.
I turned bright red when she asked this.
"Yeah, I am kind of wet," I told her in an embarrassed
voice.
"It's okay, this is why you have them on," she told me
while she laid me down on my bed and proceeded to pull my
sweats and plastic pants down so she could get to my diaper.
"You're all set to go," she chuckled as she finished
taping a fresh diaper on me. I just laughed at her pun, and
pulled up both sets of pants I had on. With this done we
left for my party.
I saw Mark and his family waving to us as we pulled
into the bowling alley's parking lot.
"Remember, DJ, if you feel like you need to be changed
while we're here, just let me know. Also, I'll talk to
Sherri later about your little problem and maybe we can come
up with a solution to you and Mark having a sleep over," she
told me before we got out of the car.
"Okay, Mom," I told her as I ran up to Mark, not really
paying attention to what she had just said to me.
Mark and I headed towards the video games as we entered
the building. Due to all the noise made from bowling lanes
and video games, Mark and I were almost having to yell at
each other to be heard.
"I'm sorry about yesterday," I yelled to Mark.
"About what?" he asked loudly.
"Your Mom told my Mom that I had upset you when I blew
off your mentioning us having a sleep over and she told me.
I just want you to know I wasn't meaning to," I yelled back.
"Oh, that, it's okay. I was having some other problems,
too," he responded loudly.
"But, since you brought it up, when are we going to
have a sleep over?" Mark asked me.
"I don't know, I'll have to ask my Mom, and get back to
you," I told him, and let the subject drop.
About this time the rest of my friends showed up, and
the party began in earnest. I played one of my best games
ever that afternoon.
"Maybe I should wear my diapers more often when I come
bowling," I thought just as I got my fourth strike in a row.
I did happen to notice that Mark's Mom was watching me a lot
and even more so the two times I had to tell my Mom that I
needed to be changed. I was glad that none of my friends
noticed that I was wearing diapers that afternoon, or at
least if they did notice, they didn't say anything. The rest
of the day went slowly after the party.

The next morning was a repeat of the previous one, only
this time it was my Dad that insisted on dressing me for the
day. I didn't even bother arguing with him about it.
"DJ, Mark's on the phone for you!!" I heard my Mom
yelling from the kitchen.
"Okay, Mom, I'll be down in a moment!" I called back
down, as I shut off the Super NES I had gotten the day
before.
"Hey, Mark," I said as I picked up the phone.
"Hey, DJ," I heard him reply.
"I thought you might want to go see a movie with me, my
brothers, Mom and Linda?" he asked.
"Which one?" I asked.
"Cool Runnings," Mark told me.
"Sure, I'd like to, but let me ask my Mom first." I
told him.
"Okay, I'll hold while you do," he responded.
"Just a moment while I ask."
"Ask what?" my Dad said as he came into the kitchen for
a drink.
"Mark wants to know if I can go to a movie with him and
his family. May I, please?" I asked him.
"Which one is it?" Dad asked me.
"Cool Runnings," I told him.
"It's not rated R, is it?" He grilled me.
"I don't think so," I told him honestly. "Let me
check," I added.
"Hey Mark, you still there?" I asked into the phone.
"Yeah, I'm still here," Mark replied.
"My Dad wants to know what the rating is," I told him
"It's a PG-13, or else I wouldn't even be going to it,"
he laughed.
"Just a moment, let me tell my Dad," I said laughing.
"Mark said it's a PG-13 rating. Can I go, please?" I
asked my Dad, pleading.
"Well, I guess it's okay," he said laughing at my
pitiful antics.
" Thanks, Dad," I told him. he just nodded and smiled.
"Mark?" I asked excitedly.
"Yeah?" he said.
"My Dad said that it was okay for me to go." I told
Mark.
"Great!" he responded.
"When do you want me to be ready?" I asked.
"We'll pick you up in about 30 minutes," he told me.
"Okay, I'll see ya then," I said, as I hung the phone
up.
I then headed back up to my room to get my shoes on and
to play Mario Bros. a little longer after making a stop in
the bathroom to relieve my bladder. About Ten minutes later
my Mom knocked on my door.
"Yeah, Mom?" I asked as she opened the door.
"Is Mark here already?" I asked her.
"No, not yet," she said
"I came in to help get you ready," she told me simply.
"What do you mean, Mom? I'm already ready," I said,
confused.
"I think that maybe you should wear a diaper to the
movie. That way you won't have to miss any of it by having
to go to the bathroom every forty-five minutes like you do
here," she told me.
"Mom, is this really needed?" I asked nervously.
"I think that it would be a good idea if you did." she
told me simply.
"Now get off your pants so we can get this done before
he gets here," she added while leading me over to my bed.
"But, how will I take a change with me if I need it? I
won't need to take a backpack or anything," I asked.
"Well I gave that some thought so I want you to put
these on first," she said while handing me a pair of
GoodNites that Donn normally wore when he went on sleep
overs himself. Since I was small for my age these fit me
with no problem. As I pulled off my sweats and underwear I
noticed that the GoodNites had holes cut out of their outer
layer, and look over at my Mom quizzically.
"The GoodNites will act like a soaker pad for your
diaper. That way you won't need to take an extra diaper with
you," Mom told me when she saw the look on my face.
"Okay, I guess that'll work." I replied as I pulled the
GoodNites up. As soon as I had finished doing this, Mom laid
me down on my bed where she had already laid out my diaper.
Just as she finished taping it up I heard Donn calling "Hey
DJ, Mark's here."
"Okay, tell him I'll be down in a minute. I have to go
to the restroom first," I yelled back with a wink to my Mom.
"You hurry up and get your pants and shoes back on. I
don't want you to keep Mark waiting too long," she told me
with a smile on her face.
"Oh, and make sure you don't drink too much at the
movie. I'm not sure how much extra padding the GoodNites
will give
you," she added seriously.
"I know, I'll watch it," I told her as I finished
pulling my pants back on and started on my shoes. A minute
later I came running down the stairs after making sure I
stopped by to flush the toilet.
"Hey Mark, thanks for inviting me to the movie," I told
him.
"You're welcome, I'm just glad you could come," he
said, smiling. "Well, lets get going, I'm sure Mom and Linda
are wanting to get there before the crowd hits," he added.
"Okay," I agreed as I waved g'bye to my parents.
"Just remember what I told you, DJ," I heard my Mom say
as Mark and I started for the door. I just nodded a reply to
her. While Mark and I walked to his Mom's car there was
something that seemed different about Mark, but I just
couldn't place my finger on it.
As we got to the theater, Mark's little brothers, Bryan
and Jonathan, jumped out of the car and headed for the
entrance with Mark and I following closely behind. We all
hit the concession stand after we got our tickets. While
Mark and his brother each got a jumbo-sized Coke, I settled
for a medium one, remembering what my Mom had told me.
Sherri, Mark's Mom, had also told us that after the movie
where we were going to stop for lunch on the way home, so I
didn't want to press my luck with it.
I felt the Coke start to do it's work on me about
halfway through the movie, but instead of trying to hold it
back I just let it go into my diaper. On our way out of the
theater after the movie, Sherri had asked us all to go to
the restroom, even though I had my diaper on. I still went
in so everyone else wouldn't wonder why I didn't need to go.
As Mark and his brothers all went into the handicapped
stall, I noticed that Bryan had a small gym bag with him,
and I started to wonder what was in it.
"So, DJ, how was the movie?" my parents asked me as I
came in to the house a little after 3 P.M.
"It was great. I don't think I've ever laughed so hard
at a movie," I said chuckling.
"How did the diapers work?" my Mom asked me.
"They seemed to work out all right. It was nice to be
able to watch a movie all the way through for once," I told
her.
"They didn't even leak any," I added as I headed up to
my room.
"I wouldn't be to sure of that," my Dad called after
me.
"WHAT?!" I exclaimed.
" I'm sorry, but it looks like they did leak. You have
some wet spots on the seat of your pants," Mom said as she
came up to me.
"DJ, weeet his paants. DJ, weet his paaants," Donn and
Paul started chanting when they heard this. On hearing this
our Dad popped both of them in the back of the head saying,
"That'll be enough of that, you two!! Your brother doesn't
tease you when either of you wet you pants. I'll expect the
same from either of you," he told them sternly. I started to
cry when I thought that maybe Mark and his family might have
seen the spots.
"It'll be okay," My Mom told me softly as she walked me
up to my room.
"NO, it won't!!" I cried.
"Mark and his family must have seen my pants, and
they'll think I'm a baby because I can't even keep my pants
dry," I sobbingly added.
"Now, DJ, you just stop that. I'm sure that neither
Mark or anyone in his family thinks that," Mom replied
firmly as she laid me down on a changing pad that she had
spread across my bed.
"Let's get you out of these wet clothes, though," she
said while she started to pull my sweat pants off.
I just lied and hugged my teddy bear to me, still
crying softly. I soon felt the air against my wet skin and
shivered a little.
"Do you want to be re-diapered, or do you want to wear
your undies?" Mom asked in a light tone trying to cheer me
up.
"Would you mind re-diapering me?" I asked shyly.
"Not at all, I like diapering all my little guys," she
told me, smiling, and with that she began to fold a couple
of my cloth diapers together and slipped them under me.
"Since you've had such a long morning I want you to
take a short nap so you won't be so grumpy later, okay?" Mom
told me, as she finished pulling up my plastic pants.
"Okay, Mommy, I do feel kind of tired," I told her in a
child-like voice.
"Do you want to wear your new sleepers?" she asked me.
I just nodded eagerly, thinking of the new 'Tigger' footed
blanket sleepers my parents had given me the night before at
my family birthday party. I started to doze a little as my
Mom got the sleepers out of my closet.
"All right, sleepy, stand up so I can help you with
these," Mom said as she came back over to my bed. She held
out the sleepers as I stood up. Mom zipped them up for me
after I had put my legs and arms into them.
"You just go ahead and lay back down while I go get you
a bottle," Mom told me on her way out the door. She came
back in a few minutes later and commented on cute I looked
in my sleepers while cuddling Kilroy in my arms. I just
smiled at her.
"Here, sit up for a moment," she said as she came over
to my bed and sat down on it.
"OK, you can lay back down now," she said and soon my
head was laying in her lap.
"Open up," she told me as she teased my lips with the
nipple on the baby bottle she had with her. I was soon
sucking contentedly on my bottle of warm milk while my Mom
talked to me softly.
"I talked to Sherri after you went to bed last night,"
she told me. I just looked up at her questioningly.
"Since Dan has to work all weekend and your father and
I are taking Donn and Paul's scout troop camping, I've set
it up that you'll be spending the weekend over at Mark's
house. He should be asking you to sleep over later this
week, and you will accept the invitation. Okay?" she asked.
"Uh huh." I mumbled sleepily around the bottle.


"DJ, time to get up," I heard Donn say.
"Huh," I mumbled, still half asleep.
"It's time for dinner, you have to wake up now," Donn
repeated.
"Oh, okay," I told him as I sat up in bed.
"I want to tell you that I'm sorry I made fun of you
because your diaper leaked," he said in an ashamed voice.
"It's okay, squirt. I forgive you," I replied as I
messed his hair up with my hand. He just smiled back.
"Now let's go eat," I told him.
"Nice PJ's you have on there, kid," I heard my Dad and
Dan chuckle together as I walked into the Dining room.
"Thanks, I like them, too," I told them both with a
smile.
"DJ?" I heard Paul call.
"Yeah Paul?" I asked, looking at him.
"I'm really sorry about earlier," he apologized.
"It's okay, I forgive you," I told him. He smiled back
when I told him this.
"What happened earlier?" Dan asked.
"Well, the diapers DJ had worn to a movie with Mark had
leaked, and these two here," pointing to Donn and Paul,
"started making fun of him for it," Dad told him.
"That wasn't very nice, you two. Think of how you've
felt when your classmates did the same thing to you," Dan
told them. They just turned a deep shade of red as they
stared at their plates.
"Okay," I piped in, "they've it apologized for and I've
accepted it, so lets just let the subject drop." I said
somewhat heatedly.
"I think that's a good idea," Mom added as she came
into the room. The rest of the meal and evening went quietly
and nothing more was said about my accident.


"C'mon, DJ, Get that soggy bottom of yours out of bed."
I heard Dan call from my door way.
"Uhhh!" I groaned back at him as I turned away from
him.
"Now, you don't really want me to come in there and get
you up do you," he joked. I just pull my blankets closer,
knowing full well what was about to happen.
"Okay, you asked for it," He called, laughing
maliciously, and with that he came over and pulled the
blanket off me and started tickling me.
"Help, kid brother abuse!!" I cried out laughing
"You going to get up for school?" he asked, laughing
himself.
"No!" I laughed back at him.
"You sure?" he said as he started tickling me again.
I was laughing so hard by this time I couldn't even answer
him, and I also wet my already pee-soaked diapers.
"Okay, okay, I give, I'll get up," I told him between
fits of laughter. With that he let me up, and went in to
Donn and Paul's room to get them up. As I pulled off my
sleepers and sodden diapers, I heard Paul's laughter and
knew that he was getting the same wake up treatment I just
got. I was still laughing lightly as I started to run a baby
wipe across my butt and between my legs to get the pee smell
off me and to make sure I didn't give myself a diaper rash.
As I headed out the door to begin walking to school I heard
my Mom call, "Remember what I told yesterday about when Mark
asks if you want to sleep over this weekend."
"Yeah, Mom, I remember," I called over my shoulder as I
closed the front door.
I saw Mark a couple of times that day, but nothing was
ever said about my sleeping over the coming weekend. During
the entire week Mark never said a word about the sleep over,
and while I wanted to ask him about it I decided that it'd
be best to let him make the first move.
"Did Mark ask you about it yet?" Mom asked when she got
home from work that night.
"Not yet, I guess I'll just have to come on the camping
trip with you guys," I told her.
"We'll see," she replied.
By 6th hour on Friday I still hadn't heard anything, so
I assumed that I was going on the camp out. I was proven
wrong when the classroom intercom started ringing.
"Just a moment class, and we'll get back to reading
`Julius Caesar'. You'll be next to read, DJ," Mrs. Addison
said as she picked up the intercom phone.
"Yes?" she said into the phone.
"Uh huh, Okay, I'll send them up right now," she said
as she set the phone back down.
"Mark, DJ?" she called. We both looked up at her,
wondering what was going on.
"You two are wanted in the office right now, and go
ahead and take your books with you. You won't be coming back
to class," she told us. On hearing this I nearly wet my
pants because I got so nervous. After me and Mark finished
getting our books together we headed for the door. With
seeing how nervous we both were, Mrs. Addison added, "Angie,
would you mind escorting them to the office so they don't
get lost on the way. Here's a hall pass for you so you don't
get into any trouble," she said handing the girl a small
wooden paddle.
After we three left the room, Angie asked "What the
hell did you two do this time?"
"Damned if I know. I haven't done anything since I
rigged Roger's locker with that paint grenade," I told her.
"Me either," Mark added dumbfoundedly.
"Well, it must be a good one," Angie said, and we
walked the rest of the way in silence.

Mark and I told the office secretary who we were and
she just pointed to a couple of chairs saying "Mark, your
Mom will be here to pick you up in a few minutes."
"Mrs. Circle?" I asked
"Yes, DJ?" she replied.
"Why was I called up?" I asked, even more nervous than
before.
"I don't know, DJ. I was just told to call you up. They
didn't tell me why." she told simply.
Feeling that I was about to lose my bladder, I asked if I
could go to the restroom.
"You can use the one in the nurse's office." she told
me after seeing the look on my face. As I took off for the
restroom I could hear Mrs. Circle telling Mark, "DJ must
have a really weak bladder. I've never seen anyone move that
fast for a restroom in my life," she chuckled. If only she
knew how right she was, I thought.
I saw Mark's Mom standing by the front desk as I came
back from using the toilet.
"DJ, I've already signed you out," she told me.
"You'll be spending the weekend with us while your
parents are camping," she added.
"Will I get to stop by my house and pack?" I asked.
"That won't be necessary. Your Mom already dropped one
off," she told me, and with that we headed out to her car.
"Mark, would you like to tell me why you never asked DJ
to spend the weekend like I asked you to?" Sherri inquired
calmly once we were in the car.
"I don't know. I just sorta guessed that he would
either blow it off again or say that he couldn't make it for
some stupid reason," he added glumly, thinking that he was
going to get in trouble for it. As for myself, I finally
realized how much it meant to Mark to have me sleep over.
"Mark," I said quietly from the back seat.
"Yeah," he responded.
"I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings. I never realized
what having me over meant to you." I told him in a saddened
voice.
"Why is it you always turned my invitations down?" he
asked turning around in his seat.
"Is it because my Mom's gay?" he added heatedly
before I could answer him.
"Mark!!" his Mom yelled from her seat.
"That was totally uncalled for! I want you to apologize
to DJ right now, young man," she added sternly, seeing that
he crossed over the line with his last comment to me.
"I'm sorry, DJ," He said almost to the point of crying.
"It's just that I'd like to know why you always turned
my offers to sleep over down," he added.
"Now Mark, let's not get so nosy. I'm sure DJ has his
reasons for why," his Mom told him softly.
"It's okay, Mrs. Dickerson. I think in a way Mark does
have a right to know why," I told her.
" You know, DJ, it is okay if you call me Sherri if you
want," she told me before I could address Mark.
"The reason I've never accepted your offers, Mark, is
that aside from my Palsy I have another medical condition,"
I told him plainly.
"Well, what is it?" he asked.
"Mark," Sherri told him in a warning voice.
"Mark, let's just say that I'd like to keep it quiet
right now," I said.
"Oh, okay," he replied.
His Mom just gave me a knowing look in the rear view
mirror. I knew right then That this was going to be a very
long weekend. The rest of the ride to Mark's house was spent
in a strained silence.

Chapter Three

We pulled up to Mark's house a few minutes later.
"Okay, you two, we're here," Sherri announced as we
pulled into the driveway. "Mark, after you and DJ put your
books in the house I'd like you to come back out and help me
unload the car." she added.
"Uugghh," Mark and I said together as we headed for the
front door.
"Hi, Mark, Hi, DJ," Linda said as she saw us come
through the door.
"Hi, Mom. Hello, Mrs. Barter." Mark and I responded to
her greeting.
"You know, DJ, you can call me Linda if you'd like. I
would prefer it. You make me seem like I'm an old hag by
calling me `Mrs. Barter,'" Linda said with a smile.
"I can do that if you'd like me to," I said a bit
nervously. I had always been raised to call adults by their
last name with a title in front of it. Having an adult ask
me to call them by their first name made me a bit
uncomfortable.
"C'mon, DJ, we better drop our books off and get back
out to help my Mom or she's liable to send out a search
party for us," Mark remarked half seriously.
"Okay, let's go." I told him, setting my books next to
his on the kitchen table. With that we headed back out to
help his Mom unload the car.
"Here, DJ, You can take this in and put it up in Mark's
room," Sherri instructed as she handed me the duffel bag my
Mom packed for me.
"I can take another bag with me if you'd like," I said
as I swung the duffel over my left shoulder.
"No, that's okay, DJ. Thanks for the offer, though,"
she replied with a wary look and tone of voice I was all too
familiar with. I just nodded and headed for the house. I
normally would have blown up at the unspoken comment Mark's
Mom said, but decided to let it slide because I knew she
didn't really mean it. After having dropped my bag off in
Mark's room, I started to head for the bathroom to relieve
my nearly bursting bladder. Before I entered the bathroom I
decided to check the door to the room across from it.
"Hmm, locked," I thought as I tried to open the door.
"I wonder what's in there," I mumbled to myself as I
turned around to go into the bathroom. What I didn't realize
at the time is that Linda had seen me try to open the locked
door, and had told Sherri about it.
"Okay, you two, time to hit the books," both Sherri and
Linda announced as I came back down stairs.
"Aww, do we have to?" Mark and I replied at the same
time.
"Yes, you do," Sherri said laughing at how much alike
we sounded and looked when we complained.
"The sooner you get it done the more time you'll have
to play," she added.
"Oh, all right," we pouted as we headed to the kitchen
table. Luckily neither one of us had that much to do. We
both finished our homework in about an hour and after having
Mark's moms check it we headed up to his room to play some
Nintendo.
"Hey, DJ, do you want to unpack your bag? I have some
clear shelf space in my closet if you do," Mark said as he
reached for my bag.
"No, that's okay, Mark," I replied nervously as I
pulled the bag out of his reach.
"Okay, I just thought it would make you feel a little
more at home," he told me with a curious look on his face.
"I appreciate the thought, but I'll just keep it packed
for now," I said even more nervously than before. If he
noticed how nervous I had gotten, he didn't let on.
"I bet I can whip your ass in MKII," he told me with a
devilish grin.
"You're on," I laughed at him as he set the game up.
"Shouldn't your brothers be home from school by now?" I
asked Mark, noticing that it was after 3:30 P.M.
"Nah, they're spending the weekend with my
grandparents," he told me.
"That's great!! Now we won't have to worry about them
bugging us all the time," I laughed. I then noticed that I
need to take a piss really bad.
"Ain't that the truth!!" Mark laughed in response.
"I'll be back in a moment, I have to go take a leak," I
said as I hurried off towards the bathroom.
"Don't fall in!!" I heard Mark laugh as I headed down
the hall. We changed games after I got beat in five straight
games of MKII.
About an hour later we had gotten bored of playing and
had turned on HBO to watch a movie before dinner.
"Hey Mark?" I asked, sniffing the air.
"Yeah?" he replied.
"Does your Mom make good Italian?" I inquired, inhaling
deeply.
"Some of the best I've ever had, not including my
grandma's. Why do you ask?" he said curiously.
"Because unless I miss my guess, that's what we're
having for dinner," I told him grinning.
"I can go down and check if you want. Why? Don't you
like Italian?" He asked with a frown.
"Hell no, I love Italian. It's just that my Mom thinks
it has to come out of a jar," I laughed. By this time the
smell coming from downstairs had me to the point salivating
like Pavlov's dog.
"If that's the case, I don't think you'll be
disappointed," Mark said smiling.
About Thirty minutes later Linda called us down to
dinner.
"Well, DJ, I hope you don't mind having Lasagna for
dinner," Sherri told me.
"I think I could force myself to eat it tonight," I
said grinning. Thus letting Sherri know that she should take
my comment as a joke. She just smiled back and motioned for
me to have a seat.
"Now, I don't want you guys getting too full not to
have room for desert," Linda told us from where she was
seated.
"Why, what is it?" I asked her.
"Well, I guess you'll just have save room for it and
find out, won't you," She responded teasingly.
"Now eat up before everything gets cold," she added.
With this we all settled down and started eating.

"Mrs. Dicker... I mean Sherri, that was some of the
best Lasagna I've had in a very long time," I said as I
finished wiping my plate off with some garlic bread.
"I am glad you liked it, DJ," she replied smiling
"Whose ready for some dessert?" Linda asked as she got
up from the table.
"I am!!" Mark and I exclaimed together. Linda just
laughed at this as she headed for the kitchen after
collecting mine and Mark's plate.
"I'm going to have to try to get your Mom to give my
Mom the recipe for this," I told Mark while we were waiting
for his moms to return with the dessert.
"Good luck," Mark told me.
"Why do you say that?" I asked in response.
"People have been trying to get this recipe from her
for years with no luck," he replied.
"Oh, well, I'm going to ask anyway," I told him.
Linda and Sherri returned about then. As Sherri set one of
the bowls in front of me I spoke up.
"Do you think I might be able to get your Lasagna
recipe from you?" I asked
"I'd be willing to trade one of my recipes for it, I
added quickly before she could answer.
" You cook, DJ?" she asked me a bit shocked that the
thought of a Thirteen year-old knowing how to cook.
" I dabble a little bit." I replied shyly turning red
as I did.
" I'm sorry, DJ. I didn't mean to embarrass you," She
said.
"It's just you don't find to many teenage boys that
know how to cook," she added.
"Well, My Mom thinks it's a good idea for me and my
brothers to know how to cook in case nobody else is around
to do it for us," I told her simply.
" That is a good idea. Maybe, I should try that with
you, Mark," she replied smiling. A couple of minutes later I
felt the pressure increase in my bladder.
"May I be excused for a moment, please?" I asked Linda
quietly.
"Sure, DJ, go ahead." she told me, sensing what the
request was for. With this I quickly got up and headed for
the bathroom. By the time I returned everyone else was done
eating and getting up from the table.
"Is there anything you would like me to help with?" I
asked Sherri.
"No thank you, DJ. Me and Linda can handle the dishes,"
she replied.
"However, while we're doing this I would like you and
Mark to go get your showers and get dressed for bed," she
added, giving us a look that said she didn't want any
complaints from either of us.
"Yes ma'am," we replied glumly as we headed up stairs
to get ready.

Chapter Four

"You can go first, Mark," I told him as we walked into
his room.
"Thanks a lot, you're a real friend, you know that?" he
said smiling, but using a sarcastic tone.
"I try." I told him, laughing.
A couple of minutes later we had both stripped down to
our underwear in preparation for our showers.
"Nice underwear," I heard Mark comment behind me.
"Thanks." I said turning to face him.
"You too," I added, chuckling. He just turned red at
this. While I had on a pair of red-colored briefs, Mark, it
turned out, was wearing a pair of "Taz" Loony Toons
Underoos. I started chuckling even harder when he turned to
leave the room, and saw that there was a picture of "Taz"
growling on the seat of them.

While Mark was in taking his shower I went over to my
bag and started to get my stuff ready for my own shower.
After pulling out my PJ's, I pulled out one of the light
blue colored Attends Mom had placed in the bottom of the
duffel. I did notice that it was thicker than normal, and
realized that she had put one of the extra-large Pampers
that I use as a soaker pad in to it. I had just finished
closing the bag when Mark came back in to the room wearing a
towel around his waist with water still dripping from his
hair.
"Okay, DJ, It's your turn," he told me as I picked up
my stuff and head for the bathroom.
"Oh, my Mom wanted me to remind you to wash your hair,"
he added.
"I don't think my Mom packed any shampoo for me," I
replied.
"That's okay if she didn't; you can use some of mine,"
he told me as Linda came into the room.
"C'mon, DJ, get your butt in gear and go get your
shower, or else I might have to bathe you myself," Linda
told me half-jokingly.
"Uh, that's okay, Linda," I stuttered in response
turning almost as red as the underpants I had on. Linda just
laughed at this and gave my butt a playful swat as I walked
by her.
The bathroom was still a bit steamed over from Mark's
shower when I walked in. I set my PJ's, diaper, and shave
kit on the counter, and proceeded to step out of my somewhat
damp briefs. I pulled the shower door closed behind me, and
turned the water on. After testing the water with my foot, I
turned the knob for the shower. As I washed myself I noticed
that lately I had been paying more attention in washing my
groin than I had in the past. After I had finished washing
my hair, I shut the water off and started to dry off. This
time I did pay real close attention to drying my diaper area
off because I knew from past experiences that I would get a
rash if I didn't.
After drying off, I laid the diaper I had hidden in my
PJ's on the floor, and opened it. I then opened up the shave
kit, and pulled out the travel sized bottles of lotion and
powder that I knew would be there. I put a moderate amount
of the Baby Magic lotion in my hand and rubbed them together
to warm it a little. I then started to rub it over my
stomach, penis and butt. I only used about half of what I
normally would because I didn't want the smell to be too
noticeable.
Grabbing the powder I went over and laid down on the
diaper, and started to powder myself again not overdoing it
because of the smell. When I was done setting the powder
aside, I pulled the Pamper snugly into my crotch, and then
did the same with the Attends and taped it close.
I giggled a little when I saw my diapered reflection in
the mirror. I had just started to put on the PJ bottoms when
bathroom door opened.
"Hey DJ, what's taking you so long?" Mark asked as he
walked in. He stopped dead when he saw that I was in a
diaper.
"Ah, shit!" I said and just sat down on the toilet and
started crying.
"Hey, it's okay." Mark said softly as he came over to
me.
"Is this why you never wanted to sleep over before,
because you wear diapers to bed?" He asked soothingly as he
put his hand on my shoulder.
"UUUhhh-hhuuhh." I stuttered out between my ragged
sobbing.
"It's all right, I understand." he said, still trying
to calm me down.
"To tell you the truth, I sort of figured you did from
all the times I went over to your house. I recognized the
faint baby powder smell in your room." he added.
"How?" I asked, still sobbing a little.
"Because both Bryan and Jonathan still wear diapers to
bed." He told me plainly.
"Really?" I asked. Thinking that he might just be
telling me this to calm me down.
"Yep, and uh," he said trailing off.
"And what?" I pressed, thinking there was something he
was going to add.
"I wear them too." He added, and pulled down his PJ
bottoms to show me.
"Why do you think Linda came in after I had my shower?
To put my diaper on." he continued. As he said all this I
finally looked down to see his diaper.
"Cool, purple." I said, smiling a little bit.
"Yeah, well, Mom gets a super absorbent kind called
Molicare, and this is the color they come in." he told me.
"And believe me, he needs it, too." we heard behind us.
I turned around to see both Sherri and Linda standing in the
doorway.
"We heard you crying, DJ, so we came up to see if
everything was okay." Sherri told us.
"It's okay, Mom, I accidentally walked in DJ while he
was changing." Mark replied. At this I started to cry again.
"It's okay, DJ." Sherri said as she came in and knelt
beside me.
"Lots of boys your age have to wear diapers to bed.
It's nothing to be ashamed of." She said in a comforting
voice as she gave me a hug. After a moment I calmed down
again.
"You all right now?" Linda asked as Sherri continued to
comfort me.
"Yeah." I said while wiping my eyes and nose.
"I wouldn't be too sure of that." Sherri piped in.
"Why not?" Linda responded.
"I think DJ needs to have his dydee changed." Sherri
said in an amused voice. Looking down at my diapers I saw
that the color stripes and turned from a pale yellow to a
deep blue. In all that was happening I didn't even realize
that I had flooded both the soaker pad and diaper.
"Mark, why don't you and Linda go down and get the game
set up while I get DJ change." Sherri added while having me
stand up. Once I was standing I started to finish pulling up
my PJ's.
"Why don't you just take those off." she told me while
taking my hand in hers. I was still to shocked by what had
been happening to do, or say anything. After taking my pants
off I handed them to Sherri who had already collected my
other things. She then led me by the hand to Mark's room.
Upon entering his room I noticed that a large-sized
changing pad was laid out on Mark's bed. As I got closer to
it I noticed that it was powder blue in color and had little
teddy bears riding rocking horses while holding balloons.
"Go ahead and lay down on the pad while I get some
things together." Sherri told me gently as she helped me lay
on the pad. I smiled a little as I felt the gelled pee
squish under my bottom and between my legs. I noticed that
Sherri had opened a cabinet that Mark had in his closet.
"Sherri, my diapers are over here." I informed her,
pointing to my bag.
"I know, DJ. I just think that you might be more
comfortable wearing one of Mark's diapers." She replied as
she pulled a purple diaper from the cabinet as well as some
baby wipes, lotion and powder.
"Oh." was all that I could manage to say.
"Well, let's get this diaper off you." Sherri commented
as she started to unfasten my diaper. She soon had my diaper
undone and pulled it out from under me. After setting my
used diaper aside, she reached for the tub of wipes and
pulled one out. I shivered a little as she put the cold wipe
against my wet skin.
"Sorry about that." she told me apologetically.
"It's okay." I replied.
She finished wiping my balls and butt with an
efficiency that only came with years of changing diapers.
She then poured some lotion into her hand and rubbed them
together to warm it up some. After rubbing the lotion into
my diaper area, she gave it a dusting of powder. I just laid
there taking in the feelings that all this was giving me and
started to relax again.
"Lift up for a moment." Sherri asked, snapping me out
of the revelry I was in. I just lifted up like I was asked,
not saying a thing in response. I felt the diaper being slid
under me and lowered my butt on to it. Sherri then spread my
legs apart a little bit and brought the diaper up between
them. I was surprised by how thick they felt.
"Okay, you can sit up now." Sherri told me after she
had the tapes securely fastened.
"Thanks." I told her as I sat up.
"You're welcome." she replied.
"Here, put your arms up for a second." I was told as
she reached for my pajama top. In a few seconds she had put
it on me as well. Without even thinking I then preceded to
give Mark's Mom a big hug, which she returned with a laugh.
"Lets get downstairs before they send a search party
for us." Sherri laughed.
As I walked past her to go downstairs I felt her give
my diapered butt a pat.

Chapter Five

"You look cute in your diapers, DJ. You know that?"
Linda commented with a smile, as Sherri and I walked into
the dining room where they had set up the game.
"I've heard that mentioned a time or two." I said with
a laugh.
"So, what are we going to play?" I asked.
"Trivial Pursuit, is that okay?" Mark asked.
"I've never played it before, but I've heard about it."
I replied. Mark then started to explain what the object of
the game was. Sherri and Linda were one team while Mark and
I were the other. About three and a half hours later Mark
and I won the game after Linda asked me a question on "Arts
and Lit." concerning the author of a book set in 17th
century France. Everyone was somewhat shocked that I had
gotten it right.
"Okay, you two go sit on the couch. Sherri and I have a
surprise for you." Linda told us while giving Sherri a wink.
"Do you know what's going on here?" I asked Mark as we
walked over to the couch.
"I don't have the slightest idea." Mark told me, but
for some reason I didn't believe him. I could tell when
Sherri and Linda came back into the room that they were
hiding something behind their backs.
"Get up for a moment." they asked us as they got to the
couch. They sat down as soon as me and Mark had moved.
"Okay, you can sit back down now." Linda told us. As I sat
beside Linda I saw Mark climb into his Mom's lap and cuddle
up to her. This didn't surprise me any since I did the same
thing at home a lot. What Linda said next did shock me.
"No, DJ, up here." she told me while patting her lap. I
was a bit nervous and embarrassed as I climbed in to her
lap, but I didn't want to hurt her feelings by refusing. She
had me lean back once I was in a comfortable position. She
was laughing a little as she told me to "Close my eyes and
get ready for a big surprise."
About a second after I closed my eyes I felt the
bottle's nipple enter my mouth.
"UHH!!" I exclaimed around the nipple. I just looked
over and saw Mark with a bottle of his own.
"Got tha!" he said from around his bottle with the
biggest shit-eating grin he could muster. Sherri and Linda
both started to laugh at this. I knew right then that he was
in on this little "surprise". What shocked me even more was
that because I normally took bottles to bed with me I
started to suck on the one I had without even thinking.

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Re: DJ diaper diaries 02

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DJ's Diaper Diaries: Part Two- The Next Morning
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Chapter One

"What the hell happened?!" I thought through a major
headache. The last thing I could remember was that Linda was
giving me a bottle the night before. I soon became more
aware of my surroundings. The first thing I noticed that
besides being extremely wet, I had also messed myself for
the first time in almost eight years. What really got me is
I realized that I was laying in a crib with a teddy bear in
my arms and a pacifier still in my mouth. By this time I was
wide awake.
"Well, Now I know what the locked room was. It's Mark,
Bryan, and Jonathan's NURSERY!" I thought with a laugh.
I started to look around and see what the room looked like.
The room was painted in a pale sky blue with clouds up
towards the ceiling, and birds flying around. There were big
cribs along three of the walls and what looked like a
changing table along the fourth. What I really thought made
the room was a mural of Christopher Robins playing with
"Pooh", "Tigger", and the rest of the gang on the ceiling.
The rest of the room was kind of hard to see since the
sun was only partially visible through the heavy blinds, and
the only other light was coming from some night lights.
Looking over at the crib Mark was in, I could tell he was
still asleep.
"He sure does look cute sleeping like that. I really
wish I had a camera right now," I thought, "Mark wearing a
footed sleeper is something they would have to see to
believe.
I got a shock as I looked down and saw that I had one
on as well. About this time I started getting sleepy again.
I fell back asleep to the sound of mobile playing "Twinkle
Twinkle Little Star."

"C'mon, DJ, time for baby to get up." I heard Linda say
through a haze of sleep. Being the heavy sleeper I am, I
just mumbled "Just five more minutes Mom, please."
"Sorry, It's time to get up now," Linda replied with a
laugh. I jerked awake at this, remembering where I was.
I saw that Sherri had already gotten Mark up, and had
him strapped down on an oak changing table. He just waved at
me, smiling around a baby bottle.
"Well, from the smell in here it seems like somebody
has a poopy diaper," Linda announced. I just gave a sheepish
smile and turned red at this.
"I think, maybe you need a bath then, huh?" she went on
in as cooing type of voice.
"Uh huh," was all I could muster to this. With that the
side of the crib was released and Linda helped me out. I
think they expected me to be messy because a bubble bath had
already been made.
Linda had me stand in front of her as she sat down on
the toilet. After unzipping my sleeper she placed it in a
hamper and had me lay down on the floor so she could remove
my diaper.
"My, you are a little stinker, aren't you!!" she
laughed as she untapped my sodden diaper. I just looked up
at
her and grinned.
"Okay, into the tub with you," She told me after
cleaning off my poop-plastered bottom.
"Don't you think I'm a bit old for bubble baths?" I
asked hesitantly.
"A 13 year-old might be too old for them, but till your
parents pick you up on Sunday, you're only three," was
Linda's matter-of-fact reply.
"Oh, okay," I said, stepping in to the strawberry-
scented bubbled water.
"HUH!!" I exclaimed as what she told me finally sank
in.
"You heard me. Till your parents come and get you
Sunday evening, you and Mark both are going to be treated
like toddlers," she said with a smile, and with that she
started to give me a bath.
After my bath was over, I was led back into the nursery
stark naked and strapped down on the changing table.
Sherri placed a bottle of warm milk in my mouth to tide me
over till breakfast. I soon had one of the Pamper/Attends
combo I had with me taped on, and was taken downstairs
and placed on a big playpen that had been set up in the
family room.
"Why didn't you tell me this was going to happen?" I
asked Mark heatedly.
"I didn't know how far they were going to take this
till I woke in my crib this morning," He told me chuckling.
"What's so damned funny?" I demanded.
"The look on your face when you woke up, and realized
you had been placed in a footed sleeper and a crib." He said
laughing in earnest.
"Yeah, I guess it must have been priceless to see." I
replied, joining in on his laughter.
"So, how long have you and your brothers had a nursery
and been babied?" I asked, wondering how long this has been
going on.
"Since my Dad was killed, by that fucking drunk
driver!" came his venomous reply.
"I'm sorry, Mark, I didn't mean to bring that up." I
apologized.
"It's okay. I know you didn't mean anything by it." was
his more subdued answer. During this time the room had
filled with the smell of sausage, home made waffles, and
eggs.
"Time for breakfast you guys." Sherri announced as she
lowered the playpen's rail. Mark and I both got up and ran
for the dining room to eat. Upon sitting down Linda came up
behind us and tied bibs around our necks, and cut up our
food for us.

Chapter Two

After finishing breakfast, we were led back up to the
nursery for a much needed diaper change, and to be dressed
for the day.
"So, which outfit does wittle DJ want to wear?" I was
asked by Linda as she finished taping a new diaper in place.
Holding up a pair of short-alls with bears on it and a set
of toddler-like elastic waist pull-up pants.
"Couldn't, I just wear some of my sweats?" I asked.
"No, you may not. those are big boy clothes and you
aren't a big boy yet. Now you can either choose yourself, or
I'll make it for you," was the reply I got.
"I'll take the pants," I said glumly.
"Okay, now put your arms up," Linda said as she reached
for a shirt with 'Li'l Slugger' printed on it.
"Lay down and lift up, please," I was told after the
shirt had been pulled down. As she reached underneath me I
realized that she was putting a onesie on me. Before I knew
it though she had it snapped up and my pants almost all the
way pulled up. We were sent out back to play for awhile
after Sherri and Linda finished dressing us.

" DJ, Mark, time to go hurry up!!" we heard Mark's Mom
yell from the back door.
"Did you know we were going out?" I asked Mark
nervously as we headed for the back door.
"No, I didn't," he commented just as nervously.
"Do either of you need to be changed before we leave?"
Sherri asked as we came through the door.
"I don't." I said.
"I'm clean and dry," Mark told her.
"Then head out to the car." she told us while giving us
a pat on the bottom. As we headed for the car I asked Mark
"Why is it that every time that we get our diapers
changed and such someone always seems to pat us on the
bottom?"
"I don't know, maybe they like how a diapered bottom
feels." Mark told me.
"I don't fucking believe this!!" I exclaimed as we
reached the car.
"What?" Mark asked, surprised by my uncharacteristic
outburst.
"Take a look in the back seat." I told him disgustedly.
"They've got to be shitting us!!" Mark said as he
looked in the back seat and saw two giant sized car seat.
About this time Sherri and Linda came out of the house.
"Mom, I know you like to baby me now and then, but
don't you think the car seats are a bit much?" Mark asked a
bit sarcastically.
"Not really, no," she replied. "We can do this one of
two ways. You can either get in willingly, or you can have
your butts swatted first and then be put in them," she
added.
"That's okay. I'll use it willingly. I just hope none
of my friends see me like this," I told her.
"Mark?" she questioned.
"Oh, all right, lets get this over with!" he pouted.
"Good," Sherri said, and with that Mark and I were
buckled into the seats and we took off.

Chapter Three

After several other errands, Linda told us that since
Mark and I have behaved ourselves so well that we were going
to a movie.
"Which one?" we both asked.
"It's a secret, you'll just have to wait until we get
there," was our answer. Mark and I both noticed that there
were a bunch of little kids when we pulled up to the
theater.
"I've got a bad feeling about this." Mark whispered to
me as we pulled into a parking spot.
"I don't blame you." I whispered back.
A minute later we found ourselves being walked up to
the box office.
"Two adults, and two children for "Lion King" please."
Sherri said to the man in the office.
"That'll be 15 dollars, please." the man replied.
Sherri handed him the money and took the tickets.
"Enjoy your show." he told us as we walked off.
"Were those two kids wearing diapers?" I heard him ask
one of the other people in the box office.
"It looks like they were." came the chuckled reply.

By the time the movie was over I was in serious need of
a diaper change.
"Sherri?" I asked nervously.
"Yeah, DJ?" She replied.
"I need to be changed." I said sheepishly.
"What about you, Mark? Do you need to be changed?" she
asked
"No, Mom. I'm not that wet," he told her.
"Okay then, DJ, come with me," she said after taking
the backpack that Linda was using as a diaper bag for us and
headed for the ladies' room.
"I can't go in there," I complained.
"Why not?" she asked
"It's the ladies' room," I answered.
"Do you want your diaper changed or not?" Sherri said,
getting a bit steamed.
"Well, yeah." I said
"Okay, then."
With that she pulled me into the crowded restroom and
headed for the changing station that was mounted on the far
wall.
"Okay, up you go," Sherri said, as she boosted me up.
It's a good thing that I was small for my age or the table
would have never held me.
"Don't you need me to pull my pants down?" I asked
while Sherri fastened the table's belt around my waist.
"That won't be necessary," She commented and proceeded
to undo the snaps in the legs of my pants.
"That explains the laughing behind me at the concession
stand," I thought. While Sherri changed my pee soaked
diaper, I heard several comments ranging from how cute
people thought I looked to ones of utter disgust. We joined
Mark and Linda a few minutes later.
"Thanks a lot for telling me that these pants had a
snap crotch," I mumbled to Linda on our way to the car.
"Well, What did you expect?" She laughed in response.
I was at a loss of words at this because she was right I
should have expected it.
"So, Who wants McDonald's for lunch?" Sherri asked as
her and Linda strapped me and Mark back into our car seat.
"I do!!" we both answered in excited unison.
For lunch Mark and I both got a cheeseburger Happy
Meal.
"After you're done eating, You two are going to take a
little nap," Sherri informed us as we pulled into their
driveway a couple of minutes later.
"AWW, do we have to?!" Mark and I complained. I didn't
really mind having to take an afternoon nap since I normally
took one on the weekend anyway. I just felt that I should
complain for forms sake. Since Marks complaint to taking a
nap was as half-hearted as mine I figured he was looking
forward to it as much as I was.
"Yes, you do." Sherri and Linda laughed seeing the
tired expressions on our faces.

Lunch went by quickly. Mark and I soon found ourselves
being herded up to the nursery for our promised nap. Sherri
came into the room a few minute later with a couple of
bottles of juice for Mark and I. Sherri helped me into a
sleeper after Linda finished changing me.
"Into bed with you, DJ," Sherri told me as she finished
zipping up my sleeper.
"Thanks for having me over this weekend," I told her as
she raised the crib rail behind me.
"Your very welcome, DJ. We've enjoyed having you."
Sherri replied as she placed the bottle of juice in my mouth
and covered me up with a fleece baby blanket.
"Have a good nap," she added softly while patting my
head gently. I just smiled up at her tiredly. By this time
Linda had finished getting Mark tucked in to his crib. They
turned on the teddy bear mobiles attached to our cribs on
their way out and turned out the lights.
"I really have enjoyed myself this weekend Mark, I'm
sorry I didn't accept your invitations sooner." I said
groggily.
"It's okay. Now you won't have an excuse not to stay
over next time." He answered sleepily. Soon the only sound
coming from the room was a from a couple of sleeping baby
boys.

The rest of the weekend went the same. Sherri and Linda
treated Mark and I as three year-old toddlers the entire
time. In a way, I think they enjoyed it almost as much as we
did.
My parents came by to pick me up Sunday evening.
"So, how did you like your sleep over DJ?" my Mom asked
as Linda let them in. I just grinned, and said, "I had lots
of fun. I'm just sorry I didn't do it sooner."
"I'm glad you had fun," she smiled at me.
"You wouldn't have enjoyed the camp out," she told me.
"Why not?" I asked her.
"Because we had to come home Friday night due to
possible flooding in the area," she replied.
"We decided to just let you stay over because we
thought you needed to have this experience," she added.
"Oh, that's okay," I replied.
"Did he behave himself okay, Sherri?" my Dad asked.
"Yes, he acted like he was a well-behaved toddler," she
answered, giving me a wink as she said this. I just smiled.
"Oh, god! I hope he didn't act like that," my parents
laughed. I had heard all the stories about how I was a holy
terror as a little kid. Sherri, Linda and Mark laughed as
well.
"Don't worry about it. He was very well-behaved," Linda
added.
"Did you have any problems with the other thing?" my
Mom asked them, meaning my diapers.
" Nope, no trouble there, either," they told her.
"Well, we have to be going now," my Dad said, looking
at his watch.
"Go up and get your bag, DJ," he told me.
"I'd like to thank you again for having me over this
weekend," I told everyone as I came back down with my bag.
"You're perfectly welcome, DJ. We were glad to have
you," Sherri replied.
As we pulled out of the driveway I waved back at Mark
and smiled.
"I wonder what next time will be like?" I thought to
myself with a grin. It was then that I sensed how much more
calm and relaxed I was compared to the previous Friday.
"Maybe there is something to being babied that helps a
person relax," I thought.

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Re: DJ diaper diaries 03

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DJ's Diaper Diaries: Part Three- Summer Camp
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Chapter One

The months following my first sleep over with Mark were
ones of excitement. Besides having the end of the school
year coming closer I had also heard my parents talking about
possibly sending me to summer camp for my first time. I was
a bit nervous about this because my bed wetting was still a
nightly occurrence, and wasn't sure how it might be dealt
with if I did go. Since I knew that Mark had gone to camp
several times over the years with his brothers I decided to
ask him about it.

"Hey Mark, can I ask you a question?" I asked coming up
to him as I walked into school on our last day of classes.
"You mean besides the one you just asked." He replied
flippantly.
"You know what I mean smart ass." I laughed.
"Sure go ahead, but you better make it fast the bell's
about to ring." he said glancing at his watch.
You've been to summer camp before right?" I asked
"Sure lots of times. I always have a blast to." he told
me smiling. Just as I was about to go on the bell rang, and
me and Mark had to head for our classes.
"You still sleeping over this weekend?" Mark inquired
as we started towards our classes.
"I wouldn't miss it." I laughed. Thinking of what would
be happening while I was there.
"We can talk more about it then. OK?" Mark said.
I just nodded as I walked in to my class.
"Good luck with your finals." I called out as Mark
entered his class.
"You too." came his disembodied reply.
The rest of the day went quickly though I was to busy
with my finals to really notice. At last, I heard the
announcement I had been waiting for.
"Will all students in lockers C-105 through C-245
please report to them for final clean out and inspection at
this time" I had managed to finish my test just a few
minutes before this, and was waiting for it. With a nod from
our teacher about half the class got up grabbed our books
and headed for our lockers. As I approached the hall where
my locker was I could see that all hell had already broken
loose with about 240 seventh graders screaming and throwing
papers all over the place. Laughing I joined in on the
pandemonium.
A few moments later Mark showed up and started to
clean out his locker as well.
"How do you think you've done on your tests so far?!!"
I yelled to be heard over the noise.
"Pretty well so far, but I still have math to deal
with!!" he yelled back. I just nodded knowing that math was
never his best subject.
"Look at it this way. It's your last test and you can
relax afterwards." I told him.
"Ain't that the truth." he answered. It took about 30
minutes for a teacher to reach us and make sure our lockers
were clean and didn't have any damage to them. After he got
done Mark and I headed off to have lunch.
"You still wondering if your parents are going to send
you, Donn and Paul off to camp?" Mark asked as we sat down
to eat.
"I already know they're going to send us. It's just a
matter of how the camp will handle my little problem." I
told him a bit glumly.
"Don't worry about it DJ, If any one gives you any
problems about your legs you can always slam their head into
a wall or something." I heard behind me. I turned around to
see who had said that and saw David coming up to Mark and I.
"I don't think my parents would like it if I did that
again David." I told him, thinking back to the time I
slammed a kid's face into a wall after he started making fun
of me.
"Why not? He stopped bothering you didn't he." David
stated simply.
"Yeah he did, but I also got my butt beat then grounded
for three months for it to." I told him.
"How do you know they're going to send you anyway?"
Mark asked.
"I heard them talking about going to Europe a couple of
nights ago, and since Dan works all the time there's no way
they won't send us." I said.
"Maybe, they're thinking of taking all of you?" David
told us.
"Not bloody likely!" I scoffed.
"But then my dad is always telling me I need to get out
and do new things, so maybe it won't be so bad." I added.
David and Mark just nodded at this, and changed the
subject to how great it will be next year being 8th graders.
We went to our next class soon afterwards.
I met Mark in front of the building after the last
bell of the year rang. As we waited for his mom to pick us
up the subject of summer camp came back up.
"Do you think you and your brothers will be going off
to camp this summer?" I asked.
"That depends on how well we do on our grades, but we
probably will." he answered.
"In a way I hope you do because since I'm almost
certain that I'm going away for the summer, I wouldn't want
you to get bored without me." I told him honestly.
"It would get kind of lonely with out having someone to
run around with." he said in a somewhat sad voice. About
this time his mom pulled up.
"Hi Mark, Hi DJ." She called happily.
"Hi mom, Hi Sherri." we replied.
"And how was my baby boys last day of school?" she
asked with a grin as we pulled away from the building.
"Just fine, I think I did real well on my tests." I
told her.
"What about you Honey?" she asked Mark.
"I did OK, but I just not sure about my math test." he
stated in a low voice.
"I'm sure you did just fine." she told him trying to
raise his spirits.
"Yeah, Mark don't worry about." I added.
"Did my mom bring over a bag for me?" I asked turning
back to Sherri.
" No she didn't DJ." I called and told her not to worry
about it.
"Since you and Mark are about the same size I thought
it would just be easier for you to wear some of his." she
added.
"Oh, OK I just wanted to see if she did or not." I told
her.
She just nodded in response.
We pulled up to Mark's house a few minutes later.
Linda was about to say hello to me when I motioned for
her not to as I came up behind Bryan and Jonathan, who were
laying on the floor watching TV wearing nothing except a T-
shirt and diaper.
"You two sure look cute in those diapers!" I said
loudly as I came up behind them. They both jumped and turned
around
when they heard me.
"Oh shit!!" I heard Bryan mutter as both him and
Jonathan got up and ran for their room turning a bright red
as they did so.
"Hello DJ." Linda said laughing.
"What's so funny?" Mark and Sherri asked walking
through the door. I ran up to the bathroom as Linda told
them what I had done. All three of them were laughing when I
came back down from emptying my bladder.
"That wasn't very nice." I heard a teary voice say
behind me. Upon turning around I saw Bryan and Jon standing
there with tears still coming down their cheeks with their
diapers now covered by shorts
"Your right, I shouldn't have done it, and I'm sorry."
I told them seriously.
"Do you forgive me?" I asked kneeling in front of them.
"Yeah, I guess so." they answered as they came over and
gave me a hug.
"Your not going to tell anyone are you?" Bryan asked.
"Nope, It'll be our secret." I told them with a smile.
" To be honest with you two, I've known for awhile now
that you like to wear diapers and wear them to bed." I
added.
"You have?" Jonathan asked starting to cry again.
"Yep I have. I'll tell you something else, I have to
wear them also." I told them.
"You do?" they asked surprised.
"Sure do, ask your mom if you want." I told them.
Sherri and Linda both nodded when Bryan and Jonathan
looked over at them.
"Cool." they said as they headed back up to their room
to play.
"That Was a very nice thing you did DJ." Sherri told me
as I came back over to them.
"Well in a way they were right, it was kind of a mean
thing that I did." I told her.
"But you'd do it again if you had the chance wouldn't
you?" Sherri said smiling.
"In a heartbeat." I said laughing.
Since both Sherri and Linda had always encouraged me
to come to them with my problems when I felt I couldn't talk
to my family about it. I decided to talk to them about my
feelings concerning going off to camp for the first time.
"I'm worried about going off to camp." I told them.
"Why is that?" they asked.
"Well, my parents won't tell me anything about it." I
told them glumly.
"Every time I ask them about it, they tell me not to
worry about it that I'll have lots of fun and stuff like
that." I added.
"Is it because of your CP, or is it something else?"
Sherri asked knowingly.
"Part of it's because of my CP, but mostly I'm worried
because of my bedwetting and how the camp will handle it." I
told them, choking up a little.
"DJ, I'm sure your parents have checked the camp out
thoroughly, and wouldn't send you there unless they were
absolutely certain that you wouldn't be made fun of ."
Sherri said as she came over and comfortingly put her arm
around my shoulder.
"Besides, look at all the fun that Mark, Bryan, and
Jonathan has told you they've had over the years when they
went to camp." she added softly.
"Yeah, I guess your right. I just wish they would tell
me something about it other that fact that it's up in
Canada." I said trying to get my composure back.
"I know how you feel, but look at all the fun you'll
have getting to visit a new country." Linda call from the
kitchen.
"Now why don't you two go out back and play for a
while. I'll bring some snacks out later." Sherri told us
with a smile.
"I'll be out in a moment, I have to go to the restroom
first." I told Mark as I headed for the restroom.
"Sherri?" I called.
"Yes DJ?" she answered
"Thanks for letting me get that off my chest." I told
her smiling.
"Your welcome." she told me smiling back.
I headed out the back door, and went over to the tree
house my dad had built for Mark as birthday present about
five years earlier.
"What's going to camp like?" I asked after I sat down.
"It's a lot of fun. It's sort of like going on vacation
only your parents aren't with you." Mark laughed.
"They have lots of activities for you to do. Like
canoeing, swimming, hiking and outdoor stuff like that. Plus
you get to make friends with kids from all over." he added
"Aren't you worried though that someone will find out
you have to wear diapers to bed?" I asked cautiously.
Mark just starts chuckling at this.
"What's so funny?!" I asked getting mad.
"I don't have that problem DJ." he answered still
chuckling.
"And why not?" I asked heated.
"Because all the kids at the camp I normally go to wear
diapers to bed. Some even need to wear them during the day."
he told me smiling.
"Oh, I guess that would make a difference." I answered.
"Boy's, you up there?" Linda called.
"Yeah mom!" Mark called while sticking his head out the
window of the tree house.
"I thought you two might like a snack. I'll leave them
on the table for when you two are ready for them." she told
him.
"Okay, we'll be down in a minute." we both yelled
heading for the door. Linda just started laughing at how
fast we fast we bolted out of the tree house.

Chapter Two

After having finished our snacks Mark and I got up to
head back to the tree house to finish the game we were
playing.
"Uh, DJ do you need to use restroom?" Mark asked as I
got up from the table.
"No, why do you ask?" I replied confused.
"Take a look at your pants." Mark said pointing to the
dark spot on the front of them.
"Ah Fuck!! Not again." I said seeing what he was
talking about.
"How the hell am I supposed to change them with your
moms home?" I asked rhetorically.
"I'm not sure. I take that this has been happening a
lot?" Mark asked curiously.
"Not all that often, but enough to be annoying." I
replied glumly.
"I guess I better go get it over with." I added sadly
as I headed for the house.
"You want me to came in with you?" Mark asked.
"Nah that's okay. Thanks though." I told him.

"Sherri?" I called coming up behind her as I walked in
to the house.
"Yes DJ?" she said turning around.
"I had a bit of an accident." I replied embarrassedly.
"So I see. Well go up to the nursery I'll be there in a
moment." she told me kindly. I just nodded and headed
upstairs. As I went through the front room I heard both of
Mark's brothers giggling about the condition of my pants.
"One word out of either of you, and you'll both regret
it. Understand?" I told them in a toneless voice without
turning around.
"Yeah, Sorry." They mumbled catching the tone of my
voice.
By the time Sherri came into the room a few minutes
later, I had already removed my pants and underwear and
placed them in the clothes hamper.
"I'm sorry about this." I told her as she helped me on
to the changing table.
"It's okay. Your mom told me a while back that you had
started to have day time accidents. She thought I should
know in case this happened while you were over here. I hope
you don't mind that she did?" she said as she laid me back.
" No, I guess that it's okay." I said still bummed out
by my accident. She just nodded to this, and preceded to
clean me up and diapered.
"Do you want to any pants on?" Sherri asked as she
finished taping my diaper up.
"No, that's all right. I'll just wear a shirt." I told
her as I hoped down from the changing table.
"There you go kiddo." she laughed as she tossed me a T-
shirt.
I headed back out as I pulled the shirt over my head.
"Miss me?" I called as I came up to Mark.
"Not really." He said turning around to look at me.
"Why aren't you wearing any pants?" Mark asked seeing
the diaper peeking out from under my shirt.
" I thought it was a little warm for pants. If my going
around in just a diaper makes you nervous I'll go get some
shorts on." I told him.
" I don't mind it. It just surprised me seeing you like
that. I figured my mom would have just given you a pair of
my underpants and shorts to put on." he told me.
" I guess she thought it would be safer for me to have
a diaper on in case of another accident." I told replied
simply. The rest of the day went quickly. I had only need to
be changed twice.

"Okay boys, get upstairs and get your showers." Linda
told us as we finished helping clear the dinner table.
"AWWW, Do we have to!" all four of us whined jokingly.
" Yes, now get going." she laughed. Linda gave us each
a playful pat on the rump as we marched by her. Though I
think in Bryan's, Jonathan's, and my case it was just used
as an excuse to cop a feel on our thickly diapered behinds.
"Hey DJ, once my brothers are done with their showers,
how about we just share one to save time?" Mark suggested.
"Sure why not. You can wash my back and I'll wash
yours." I laughed.
"You're on!" Mark exclaimed smiling. Bryan stuck his
head into the room just as Mark and I finished getting
undressed, and told us the shower was all ours. Mark's mom
walked past us as we entered the bathroom, and told us not
to take to long.
"Okay you're first." Mark said after we both had
finished washing our fronts.
"What do you mean "I'm first"?" I asked a bit confused
as Mark took the soap from me.
"Remember what you said in my room "You wash my back. I
wash yours"?" he replied grinning.
"I was joking." I told him a bit nervously.
"So, I think it would be fun." he said grinning even
more now.
"Oh, all right." I told him resignedly. With that I
felt Mark start rubbing the soap soaked towel over my back.
With the sensation it was causing I couldn't help but get
hard, and moan a little.
"I see you like it, huh?" Mark quipped seeing the
reaction his rubbing was getting from me. I just nodded a
little in response. Next thing I know I'm feeling Mark's
hard pole press into my lower back.
"What the hell was that for?" I asked shocked.
"Sorry, I slipped." Mark answered embarrassedly.
"Yeah right, Well don't "slip" again okay?" I told him.
I wasn't about to let him know how much I liked it.
"Okay, I'm done." Mark replied after a few moments of
awkward silence. After taking the towel and resoaping it, I
had Mark turn around, and started wash his back.
Towards the end I to ended up "slipping" with the same
results. Though Mark just grinned at me when this happened.
As we were drying off I heard Jonathan call through the
door "You two almost done in there?"
"Yeah, we're drying off now. We'll be down just as soon
as we get dressed." I answered him.
"Don't bother, all the stuff is already downstairs." he
called back.
"Okay, we'll be down in a moment then." I called back.
Mark wrapped a towel around his waist after I told him
that all the stuff was downstairs waiting for us. I shocked
him a bit when I walked out of the bathroom naked.
"Don't you want to cover up?" he asked.
"Why should I? Your mom will just remove the towel to
diaper me, and it's not like they haven't seen me in this
condition before." I told him logically.
"I guess you're right." he answered as he took off the
towel he had on.
"You might want to get rid of that first though." I
laughed.
"Oh shit!" Mark laughed looking down and seeing his
once again stiff member.
We noticed two stacks of cloth diapers when we entered
the family room a couple of seconds later.
Mark's moms got up from couch as we walked in and told
us to plant our butts pointing to the diapers as they did.
Looking over at Mark I said "I didn't know your wore
cloth diapers too."
"I don't wear them very often." he told me. Then
looking at Linda he asked " Why are we wearing cloth
tonight?"
"Well your brothers wanted to wear them so we thought
we'd just put you and DJ in them as well. That way well have
a full load of laundry in the morning." she laughed.
"That makes sense, I guess." He said as he sat down on
the thick pile of soft cloth. After getting our butts and
nuts lotioned and powdered, the diapers were pulled up
snugly between our legs and pinned on tightly. Mark and I
were then dressed in some onesies since it was such a warm
night.
Mark, his brothers and I were marched up to bed a few
hours later. While Bryan and Jonathan went into the nursery,
Mark and I headed for his room. Sherri came in a few minutes
later to tuck us in and gave us each a bottle of milk. I
dosed off a few minutes later.
I was awakened a few hours later by Mark having a
nightmare.
"Mark, wake up. You're having a dream." I called
sleepily.
He bolted awake screaming when I knelt down to put my
hand on his shoulder to wake him from the dream he was
having. I felt my diaper getting even wetter when this
happened. I pulled him in to my lap and started to comfort
him after seeing that he was still mostly asleep.
Sherri found us like this the next morning when she
came into get us up.
" Is everything Okay?" she asked as she woke me up.
"Yeah, Mark had a nightmare, and I guess I fell asleep
while I was getting him calmed down." I told her.
"Oh okay, Lets let him sleep in a while longer then."
was her reply.
We went down to breakfast after she changed me and I
got dressed. About two hours later Mark came downstairs
still rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"You feeling better?" Sherri and I asked.
"Yeah I feel fine. Is there some reason I shouldn't?"
he asked quizzically.
"Well Mark, DJ said you had a nightmare. You want to
talk about it?" Sherri asked.
"It's the same dream I always have." Mark replied.
"About your father?" Sherri prodded. Mark just nodded
his response.
"I didn't bother you did I?" Mark asked me.
"Not at all. I'm used to it from my brothers. Don't
worry about it." I told him.
"You sure?" he replied.
"Yeah, It happens. Forget about it." I told him
seriously.
"Oh DJ, Your mom called after you went to bed last
night. She said that she would be by to pick you up about
11am." She called from the kitchen.
"OK, Did she say why?" I asked wondering why I getting
picked up so early.
"She said was needing to get you some clothes for
camp." she answered as she brought Mark some breakfast.
About thirty minutes later my mom came to pick me up.
"How was DJ?" my mom asked as she came in through the
door.
"He was just fine no problems at all." Sherri told her
closing the front door. Looking at the slight bulge in my
crotch she noticed I had a diaper on under the shorts I was
wearing.
"Did he have any accidents?" My mom asked.
"He had a slight one yesterday, but that was the only
one." Sherri told her.
Looking at me my mom said "I swear DJ, you're getting
to be as bad as your brother at times."
"I'm sorry mom, I just couldn't tell I had to go till
it was to late." I said sobbing.
"I know honey, but you have to try harder though." she
replied as she gave me a little hug.
"I have his other clothes done if you want him to
change?" Sherri told us.
"No, that's OK. In a way it works better that he does
have a diaper on. Now I won't have to guess about what size
to get." mom replied.
"Is it okay if I drop Mark's short's off later?" mom
asked Sherri.
"That's fine." she answered.
As my mom and I got up to leave Mark asked if it would
be possible for me to go to Worlds of Fun with him later in
the week.
"I'm afraid not Mark. DJ is going in for a check up
next week." my mom told him. Which surprised me because this
was the first I had ever about it I was about to ask about
it when my mom told me we would talk about it later.

"What was all that about me having a Doctors
appointment next week?" I asked as my mom and I got into the
car.
"We'll talk about it when we get home. For now lets get
out to the mall before it gets too crowded and get you some
new clothes for camp." she replied.
"What kind of camp is it?" I asked
"It's a recreation camp." came moms simple reply.
"It's not a camp for gimps is it?" I pressed.
"DJ!! You know I don't like hearing that word!" mom
stated angrily.
"Why should it matter if I use it or not. I am one." I
replied not at all phased by her tone of voice.
"I don't care. I still don't like hearing that word,
and to answer your question It's not that kind of camp. Now
I don't want to hear another thing about it. you'll find out
all about it when you get there." mom told me.
I dropped the subject after this knowing that I was
getting close to the edge. We arrived at the mall a short
time later.

Chapter Three

Mom and I got home several hours later with several
bags of clothes. After helping put the clothes away, my mom
told me that it was time for my afternoon nap.
"Do I have to take one?" I asked tiredly
"Yes, you do." she said smiling.
"Oh All right." I told her as I trudged up to my room
and started to get undressed. Dan came up a few minutes
later.
"Mom wanted me to come up and see if you need to be
changed for your nap." He said coming into the room.
"Yeah, I do." I told him while looking down at the pee
sodden diaper that was taped around my loins.
"That's okay. Mom thought you would since you hadn't
gone to the restroom all day. Do you want to wear cloth or a
disposable?" he asked me while spreading my changing pad on
the bed.
"Cloth would be fine." I answered as I laid down. With
that Dan grabbed a stack of my cloth diapers from the closet
along with a pair of plastic pants and some pins.
"Well from the look of things I'd say you loaded this
sucker pretty good." Dan laughed as he untapped my used
diaper.
"I think you're right." I laughed back at him. He had
the old diaper pulled off me in a matter of seconds and
started to wipe me down.
"Hold on there for a second kid." He told me just
before he placed the quadruple thick diaper under me.
"Why?" I asked
"I have to go get the Desitin from the other room. It
looks like you're coming down with a rash." I was informed
as he got up and left the room. While Dan went to get the
diaper rash cream. I began thinking what a lousy time it was
to get a rash since I was supposed to be heading to St.
Louis for a check up on Monday.
"Okay let's get you finished up here." I heard my
brother say as he came back into the room. In a couple of
minutes I had the thick diaper pulled up between my legs and
pinned on tightly.
"Do you want any PJ's?" Dan asked me after pulling up
my plastic pants.
"No that's okay, it's a bit warm for them. I'll just
keep my T-shirt on." I told him as I crawled under the
covers with my teddy bear.
"Well you have a good nap." Dan told me as he ruffled
my hair a bit and gave me a kiss on the forehead.
I just looked up at him and smiled. I started to doze
off almost immediately.
"DJ?" I heard my mom call softly.
"Wha?" I asked half-asleep.
"I thought you might like something to drink." she told
me as I felt a bottle nipple being placed against my lips.
"Thanks mom." I mumbled as I took the nipple into my
mouth and started to suck on it contentedly.
I woke up several hours later soaking wet as I knew I
would be.
"This feels so good." I thought to myself as I started
to rub my hand up and down on the wet cloth that covered my
very stiff penis. I tensed up a few moments later, and felt
my rod start to soften again. I went and peed the diaper
again to cover up what I had deposited in them. Even though
I knew my parents were aware of what I was doing, I was
still cautious enough to not want to leave any obvious
evidence.
About this time I felt a need to poop and headed for
the bathroom. As I got to the door I tried it and found that
it was locked.
"What?!" I head Donn call through the door as I knocked
on it.
"Hurry up! I have to use the toilet!" I called back.
"I can't. I'm taking a bath." Donn called back.
"Well at least come over and unlock the door. It's not
like I haven't seen you naked before!" I yelled through the
door.
"Go use Mom and Dad's bathroom. if you have to go that
bad." He yelled back.
"Damn it!" I muttered under my breath as I headed for
my parents bathroom. Only to find out that Paul was using
that one. By this time I couldn't hold it back any longer,
and started to fill the back of my diapers with several
pounds of fudge.
"Mom?" I called softly as I walked into the kitchen.
"Did you have a good nap DJ?" She said turning around
to face me.
"Not really." I answered looking at my feet when I said
this.
"What's wrong?" She asked coming towards me. Thinking
that I might have had a bad dream. About this time she
caught a whiff of my loaded diapers.
"DJ, did you have an accident?" she asked .
"Uh huh." I replied, starting to cry.
"It's okay it happens at times." she told me
comfortingly.
"Let's get you upstairs and changed." mom told me while
taking my hand, and leading me back into my room.
After cleaning me up my mom had left me to get dressed.
I headed for my closet to get a pair of the GoodNites I
had started wearing because I had started to have some small
daytime accidents, and was too embarrassed to tell my
parents. I left my room after pulling on some of my
underpants, and a set of baggy shorts to help hide the fact
that I had the GoodNites on. The rest of the weekend went
quietly with me helping out around the house.
"DJ time to go get ready for bed." my dad informed me
after dinner Sunday.
"Why do I have to get ready so soon? It's not even 9pm
yet."
I asked in a bit of a whiny voice.
"I know that, but you have to get up early tomorrow to
make your flight. So you'll be going to bed at Nine
tonight." he informed me while heading me toward the stairs.
"Oh Man, This really sucks!" I thought as I head to my
room to get ready for my bath.
"Just a moment!" I yelled when I heard the knock on the
bathroom door.
"Yeah?" I asked as I opened the door a little way.
"Mom wanted me to come up and give you your bath." Dan
told me.
"You're shitting me right?" I asked him softly knowing
how my parents were when it came to cursing.
"I wish I was." Dan told me. I knew that he was
serious.
"C'mon Dan, I'm 13 I don't need you helping me with my
baths anymore." I told him.
"DJ, I know how you feel about it, but mom made it
clear that I was supposed to. So just stop the arguing OK?"
He replied tersely. I figured that I didn't have a choice
and opened the door the rest of the way to let him in.
" I know how you feel about this. I was the same way
when mom would give me my baths the night before my doctor
appointments." Dan told me plainly as he got the bath water
ready.
"Okay it's all ready hop on in." he added.
"Just sit back, relax, and enjoy it okay?" Dan told me
as I lowered myself into the tub.
"I still feel stupid that mom thinks I need someone to
give me my bath because of some stupid doctor appointment."
I said disgustedly.
"Mom just figures you might be nervous about it that's
all." Dan told me as he started washing my back. He led me
into my room a little while later.
"You go ahead and lay down I'll be back in a moment."
he told me as he headed for the door. I wonder what's going
on. I thought to myself as I waited for Dan to get back.
"Okay squirt roll over." Dan told me as he came back a
few minutes later.
"Why?" I asked a bit nervously.
"I'm going to give you a body rub that's why." He told
me with a grin.
"That's Okay Dan I don't need one." I said.
"Listen DJ, you can't fool me. I know you're scared as
hell over this check up you're going in for." Dan told me
seriously.
"Yeah? And how do you know how I'm feeling about it?" I
shot back.
"Because this arguing isn't like you, and I was the
same way when I went in for my first check up." Dan told me
softly, with that he came over and flipped me over on to my
stomach.
After warming some baby oil up in his hands he preceded
to kneed my shoulders.
"Hey DJ, if you're not scared about tomorrow why are
your muscles so tense?" Dan kidded me.
"Okay, I am a little scared you happy now?!" I replied
tersely.
"Hey just calm down a little okay? I know you're
scared. I'm just trying to get you to lighten up about it."
Dan told soothingly.
"I'm sorry, it's just I'm also a bit up tight about
going to camp too." I admitted.
"Don't worry about that. I'm sure you'll have lots of
fun there." Dan told me.
"I just wish mom and dad would tell me more about it,
that's all." I said.
"They're just having a bit of fun." Dan told me.
With that I just laid there and enjoy the massage I was
getting. Thirty minutes later I found myself diapered for
the night and ready for bed.
"You go ahead and get under the covers mom will be up
in a few moments to tuck you in." Dan told me as he left the
room.
"Here you go DJ." mom said handing me my usual night
time bottle.
"Thanks mom." I said taking the bottle and put the
nipple in my mouth.
" I want you to get as much sleep as you can tonight
okay?" She told me as she tucked the covers in around me and
handed me Kilroy.
"I'll try." I told her. She just smiled as kissed me on
the forehead and turned to leave the room.
"Sleep tight." mom said as she turned off the light and
closed my door. I fell asleep about an hour later holding
Kilroy to my bare chest.
"DJ?" I heard my dad calling.
"Huh?" I answered groggily.
"It's time to get up now." he continued.
"What time is it?" I asked from under the covers.
"A little after 5am." he answered.
"Just five more minutes okay?" I mumbled as I buried
myself deeper under the covers.
"You have to get up now." my dad said as he pulled the
covers off me.
"UHHH!!!" I groaned as the bedroom light hit my face.
"C'mon kiddo. We don't have any time to goof around
with. You go get a quick shower. While I get your clothes
together." he said after pulling off my "water logged"
diaper.
I returned to my room a few minutes later still half
asleep. Though as I walked up to my bed I noticed that
another diaper had been set out instead of my normal
underwear.
"We thought it would be best if you wore diapers today
since you're likely to fall asleep on the plane." my mom
said walking in to my room. I jumped as I heard my mom start
speaking behind me.
"I'm sorry DJ, I didn't mean to scare you like that."
mom laughed as she came up behind me.
"That's okay mom." I told her as my pulse came back
down to normal.
"I figured you'd have me wear one." I continued.
"Well hop up on the pad then, and I'll get you fixed
up." she said. I was diapered up a few moments later, and
told to hurry and finish getting dressed. We left for the
airport about twenty minutes later, and as expected I feel
asleep on the way there.

Chapter Four

"DJ, time to get up." Mom called.
"Huh?" I said sleepily.
"We just landed. You have to get up now." mom said as
she got up to get my duffel bag out of the overhead rack. We
were standing on the concourse a few minutes.
"Do you need to be changed?" she asked as we walked by
the restrooms.
"Yeah, I do." I told her still not quite awake yet.
"Well come on then." she said as she pulled me into the
women's restroom. Luckily it was empty at the time. Since
there wasn't a changing station in the restroom mom had to
change me standing up in one of the large stalls. I got a
few curious looks when we came out and some of the women saw
my mom throwing away the diaper she had just taken off me.
"The Shriner's Hospital please." mom said as her and I
got into the cab.
"No problem ma'am." the cab driver said after we closed
the doors.
"Is this your first time in St. Louis?" our driver
asked kindly.
"I've been through before, but this is my sons first
time." mom responded warmly.
"Well I hope you enjoy your stay. If you don't mind my
saying you should be glad to be having your son go through
the Shiners. They have some great docs there." the driver
told us.
" I know. My oldest son went through here several years
ago." my mom told him.
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that." He told us.
"There's no reason to be sorry. My brother and I have
learned to live with it." I told him politely.
"You have a good point there sport." he said to me.
"I'll probably see you around then some." he added.
"Why's that?" I asked.
"DJ." mom warned.
"That's okay ma'am. I don't mind answering that." he
told her.
"You see, DJ is it? You see DJ my own son went through
the Shriner's himself as a kid, and I like to volunteer my
time there as a way to say thanks to them." he told me.
"Oh okay. I'm sorry if I pried though." I told him.
"That's okay son." he told me in a grandfatherly voice.
"Well here we are." he added as we pulled in to the
hospital's parking lot.
"I hope you have a nice stay here and I'll see you
around." he told us as we got out of the cab.
We had about a Two hour wait after the appointment desk
was informed we were there. By this time I was in need of
another changing.
"Mom, when we get a chance I need to be changed again."
I told her softly so no one else around us would here. Even
though it looked like several kids were in diapers
themselves.
"Okay, I'll go up and ask the nurse if there is a room
set aside for that." Mom told me using a low voice as well.
About this time a nurse came out and called my name
saying the doctor was ready to see me. My mom just leaned
over and told me "I'll just change you in the examination
room since they'll have you change in to some shorts any
way."
I just nodded to this.
"The doctor will be with you in a few moments." the
nurse told us as we were ushered in to the exam room.
"Hop up on the table, and I'll get you out of that wet
diaper." My mom said after the nurse had taken my vitals and
left. With a little boost from my mom I was soon laying on
the table. She had my pants off a few seconds later, and
started to untapped my diaper.
"Lift up for a moment." I was told. After pulling the
old diaper out from under me, Mom got a new diaper out of my
duffel bag along with a small travel sized container of baby
powder, a tube of Desitin, and a small pack of wipes.
I giggled a little as I had the wipe passed over my
diaper area. The inevitable happened as the powder was
rubbed in, after mom had applied a generous amount of rash
cream to my butt and balls, I got a major hard on due to all
the attention that area was getting. Without saying a word
mom told me to lift up as she slipped the new diaper under
me, and pulled the front of it up snugly between my legs.
After taping it on tightly she pulled out a pair of shorts,
and started to pull them up.
The doctor walked in just as mom started to pull my
shorts up.
"I'm sorry. Would you care for me to come back in a
moment?" Dr. Richardson asked. Thinking that mom was just
starting to change me.
"No that's okay Doctor. We were just finishing up." Mom
told him as she finished pulling the shorts over my diaper.
"Okay, then lets get started." He told us walking over
to the table.
"How're today DJ?" he asked me."
"Not to bad Doc. A bit nervous though." I admitted.
"Well that's to be expected." He laughed.
"Hmm." he muttered while looking at my chart."
"Is there a problem Doctor?" my mom asked.
"No not at all. I was just wondering why DJ is wearing
a diaper. There's no mention of Incontinence in his file."
he answered.
"Oh that. Well, DJ has a problem with wetting his bed."
she said.
"That's probably stemming from the UTI's he had as a
kid." Dr. Richardson interrupted.
"That's right. Anyway since we had to get up early this
morning, and DJ was probably going to sleep most of the way
here I thought it would be best just to have him wear
diapers all day." she continued.
"That makes sense." he answered while making a note
about it on my chart.
With that he turned back to me, and said "Well, lets
see what we can do about these legs of yours."
After about 15 minutes of turning my legs every which
way but loose, he left the room.
"That wasn't so bad now was it?" mom asked me jokingly.
"Easy for you to say, You weren't the one being turned
in to a human pretzel." I laughed. About that time the
doctor came back in.
"Well, Mrs. Morrison I'm going to have DJ admitted for
further testing. Depending on the out come of these tests
there is a very good chance that his legs can be corrected
surgically." he told us.
"If you'll wait here a nurse will be by in a few
minutes to take you both up to the ward and will have some
forms for you sign. Do you have any questions?" he asked us.
Neither of us had any questions.
"Well then, DJ I'll see you on the ward, and it's been
a pleasure meeting Mrs. Morrison." he said while walking to
the door.
"Thank you Doctor." Mom said standing to shake his
hand.
A few minutes later I found myself in "A" ward watching
my mom fill out some more forms, while I had my vitals taken
yet again.
"How was it?" I asked the nurse as she finished taking
the BP cuff off my arm.
"How was what?" came her confused reply.
"My blood pressure. How's it doing?" I clarified for
her.
"It's a bit on the high side, but that's probably due
nervousness." She answered smiling.
"Aside from his bedwetting, does DJ have any other
problems or allergies we need to be aware of?" the nurse
asked mom while looking over the forms. Mom smiled when she
noticed how red I turned when the nurse mentioned my
bedwetting.
"No, that's the only thing." mom told her.
"Okay." she told us while making some notes in my file.
"There is one thing I need to tell you now, with the
kids we get through here that sleepwet we normally have them
wear diapers to bed. Do you have any problems with this?"
she asked us.
"Not at all. DJ's worn diapers to bed all his life, so
this won't be any problem." mom answered.
"I'm glad to hear that some of the kids throw a real
fit over having to wear them if you know what I mean." the
nurse said. Mom and I both just nodded at this.
"Well, I have some other rounds to make so I'll see you
later DJ." She told me. Then turning to mom she extended her
hand and said "It's been nice meeting you."
"Same here." mom said taking the offered hand. As she
started to leave she noticed That I wanted to ask something,
but was slightly embarrassed to.
"Did you have a question DJ?" she asked me.
"Yeah, kind of. I'll understand if you can't answer it,
but are there any other kids here that have to, you know..,"
I hemmed out.
"Do you mean have to wear diapers?" she prodded gently.
"Uh huh." I said looking at the floor.
"There are six others on the ward right now that have
to wear diapers. Two of them wear them full time, the other
four are like you and wear them to bed. So you don't need to
be embarrassed by it. Okay?" she told me.
"Yeah, thanks Doc." I told her.
"DJ!, That's not very nice to call a nurse "doc"." Mom
scolded.
"That's okay, Mrs. Morrison." she said to mom. Then
turning back to me she asked "DJ, what caused you to want to
call me "doc"?" she asked me.
"I'm sorry, It's just that I noticed that your name tag
had both RN and Ph.D. on it, so I thought you preferred to
be called by that title instead of just nurse." I told her
in an embarrassed voice. She just laughed at that.
"You have a very observant son there." she told mom.
"He's the first patient I've had come through here that knew
what that meant without asking about it." she added. With
this it was mom that was embarrassed.
"I'm sorry I didn't notice that to begin with." she
apologized.
"It's okay, I'm proud of both of my titles." she
answered and left to finish her rounds. We talked for a
little while longer.
"I'm sorry honey, but I have to get going if I want to
catch that early flight back home." mom told me while
looking at her watch.
"I know. Have a good flight home. Give everyone my
love." I told her tying to keep from crying.
"I will. I packed you a little surprise to help you
pass the time it's in your bag." she told me while giving me
one last hug.
"Do you need to be changed?" she asked feeling the seat
of my pants.
"I am a little wet, yeah." I told her.
"That's all right, I figured by now you would be. I'll
tell the nurse on my way out. I'll see you on Friday." she
said with another hug, and left.

After she left I took a look in my duffel bag to see
what the surprise she left in it was, and found the Tom
Clancy novels "The Sum of All Fears, Clear and Present
Danger, and Without Remorse" I guess she figured I'd be
doing a good deal of reading over the next week. As I
finished pulling one of the books out and closing the
duffel, I heard the nurse come up behind me.
"Your mom told me you needed to be changed." she
stated.
"You could say that." I said with a grin.
"Why don't you jump up here and I'll get that taken
care of ."she said patting the bed. While she went over to a
closet and got a diaper, wipes and powder out, I got up on
the bed and pulled my pants off.
"I see your an old hand at this aren't you." the nurse
said with a grin coming back over with the supplies. I just
nodded my head at this. With that she started to untapped my
highly saturated dydee. After pulling the diaper out from
under me, she pulled a wipe out and started cleaning me off.
I turned red when her rubbing caused me to get "very
excited".
"Don't worry about that. It happens all the time." she
said to help me get over my embarrassment. After she
finished cleaning me of, she applied some Desitin to my
diaper area.
"We wouldn't want you to get a rash now would we." she
joked. As soon as she was done with the rash cream I found a
new diaper being placed under me. I looked up in question.
"Your mom told us to keep you in diapers the entire
week." I was told when she saw my face.
"Oh OK." I replied, and let her finish putting the
diaper under me. She soon had my butt and balls powdered
lightly and pulled the front up snugly between my legs, and
taped it closed.
"That's not to snug is it?" she asked
"No, not at all!" I told her in a false high pitched
voice. She handed me a pair of blue plastic pants and a set
of scrubs, while she laughed at my joke.
"After you put those on, you can go down to the teen
lounge. Lunch will be served in about 20 minutes." she told
me as she left the room. I just nodded in response to what
she told me. I finished getting dressed a few minutes and
after putting the clothes I had worn earlier into my duffel
I grabbed my book and headed for the lounge.

Chapter Five

"Hey look, we have a new gimp on the floor!" I heard a
few minutes later. Looking up from my book I saw a kid about
Twelve-years-old coming into the lounge. I closed my book
and laid it down so I could give him my undivided attention.
"You should be the one talking about gimps." I told him
pleasantly.
"What's that supposed to mean!?" he stated heatedly.
"Well, It's obvious that you know something about it,
or else you wouldn't be here." I continued conversationally.
"You saying I'm a gimp or something!" the kid nearly
yelled.
"I never said that now did I. All I said is that you
know something about the subject." I told him in a soft calm
voice. Though I was getting a real kick out of this since
whoever the kid was he was trying to get me mad, and it was
him that was getting angry.
"Well, I may be a gimp", he conceded, ",but at least I
don't have to wear diapers." he continued with a smirk.
"So, I have to wear diapers. What's your point?" I
asked with a cocked eyebrow. Just as the kid was about to
respond the door opened and "doc" Clark came in.
"What's going on in here? I could hear you all the way
down the hall." she asked in a slightly pissed off tone.
"Nothing's going on. I was just having a spirited
conversation on human anatomy with the young gentleman here.
I guess we got a little carried away with it. I'm sorry if I
disturbed anyone." I told her sincerely.
"Okay Mr. Morrison, I'll accept your story but please
try to keep it down in the future." she told me. I nodded in
agreement. She then turned to the kid that tried to start
the argument.
"You on the other hand come with me. I could hear you
at the nurses station. Maybe we should put you into a diaper
so you know what it feels like." and with that she escorted
the kid back to the ward.
"Who was that kid?" I asked to one of the other kids
that came in with him.
"That was Adam Chavez. The ward's resident smart ass."
he told me.
"I'm Brian Jones." he said extending a hand.
"DJ Morrison." I replied taking his hand.
"John Harrison." another kid said.
"Pat O'riley." the last kid said. After shaking all
their hands and introducing myself we got back to talking
about young Mr. Chavez.
"So, what's with Adam?" I asked the group.
"He's got a bit of a complex about his condition. He
doesn't like the fact that he has to come here for
treatment. He treats all the new people like dregs, so he
can feel better about himself." Brian answered. "Makes me
kind of embarrassed that I'm related to him." he added.
"I can understand that." Pat added laughing.
"What do you mean that you're related to him?" I asked
Brian.
"He's my half brother." he told me. I just nodded my
understanding, and sensing that this was an uncomfortable
topic for him I changed it.
"How long have you all been coming here?" I asked them.
"We've all been coming here for about four years." John
told me. "We all live in the same town." he added seeing the
slightly confused look on my face.
"Well I guess that would be interesting to deal with."
I laughed.
"You don't know the half of it." Pat said laughing.
"You know DJ, in all the time we've been coming here I
don't think I've ever seen anyone react quite the way you
did to Adam's prodding. Most of the kids just start crying
or things like that. For a moment I thought he was either
going to start crying himself or hit you." Brian said.
"My older brother taught me years ago of how to talk my
way out of fights by throwing the other persons taunts back
at them. I figure if a person is to busy trying to figure
out what you're telling them they won't be able to fight." I
told them simply. About this time the rest of the kids on
the ward started to file in. I learned that most of the time
the meals were served in the lounge. I thanked the server as
my tray was set in front of me. Judging from the look on
their face I could tell that them being thanked didn't
happen very often.
"Why did you do that?" Pat asked after the servers left
the room.
"Do what?" I asked a bit confused.
"Thank the server." he went on.
"What's wrong with being polite to someone?" I asked.
"I've always been taught to thank people when they do
something for me, besides what does it hurt to give someone
a little job satisfaction." I added before Pat could answer.
"I don't know, it just seems like you were trying to
suck up a little." John said.
"Nah, it's only sucking up if you're trying to get
something from them. Not when you're just trying to be
polite." I told them and let the topic drop.
"You want to play some video games before they come in
and tell us it's nap time?" Brain asked us.
"Nap time?!" I asked incredulously.
"Yep. They call it quiet time, but since you have to
spend it in bed it amounts to nap time." Brian said with a
smile.
"Sure why not, but lets hurry." I told them Just as we
got the game system set up one of the nurses came in and
told us it was "quiet" time.
"Aww man, how do they always manage to do that right
before we're going to start a game." John complained as we
headed for the ward.
"Yeah, it's almost like the could see what we were
going to do." Pat added.
"They could." I told him.
"Huh? They could what?" he asked confused.
"They can see us." I told him
"Yeah right, let me guess they have X-ray vision."
Brian added sarcastically.
"No even better." I told them. This I saw got their
attention. So I told them what I had observed.
"Have you ever noticed the mirror in the corners of the
room?" I asked them.
"Yeah, now that you mention it, I have." They answered.
"I'll bet you anything that they have surveillance
cameras behind them along with some microphones." I told
them.
"Yeah right, DJ." Pat scoffed.
"Okay Pat, you tell me how "Doc" Clark knew about the
little "discussion" Adam and I were having through closed
doors? And also knew about the comment he made about not
having to wear diapers?" I asked him simply. This brought
him up short, and he found he couldn't come up with an
answer.
"Actually, DJ is right about the cameras and mics." I
heard behind me.
"Jesus Christ!!" I exclaimed as I jumped.
"Now DJ, I told you earlier about the rules on no bad
language." she chided.
"Well, don't scare me like that and you won't have to
worry about it." I shot back still trying to get my breath
back. You could hear a pin drop with how silent the room had
become from my retort.
"I knew you were going to liven up this place the
moment I saw you." she laughed.
"What can I say, I do what I can." I laughed back.
"Lets get you guys ready then" she said herding us in
to our room. I soon found out that Pat, John, and Brian were
three of the other wetters I had been told about. About ten
minutes later we were all in clean diapers, and ready for
our "naps".

Chapter Six

The rest of the week went by quickly. Brian, John, Pat,
and I had become very good friends though Adam tended to
steer clear of me. I guess he was still sore about losing
the argument to me when we first met.
"DJ?" I heard Brian call from behind me.
"Yeah?" I said looking up from my book.
"You have a phone call at the nurses desk." he told me.
Okay, I'll be right there." I told him putting my book
down.
"Yeah?" I asked after taking the phone from the nurse
on duty.
"Hey squirt, how's it going?" I heard over the phone
line.
"Dan?" I questioned not believing that it was him.
"Yeah, that's me all right." came his normal smart
assed remark.
"Mom and Dad will be picking me up at any time. What
are you calling for? There's nothing wrong is there?" I
asked nervously.
"No there's nothing wrong. Mom wanted me to call and
tell you that we're at the airport, and I'll be there in a
little while to pick you up." He said.
"Oh okay, but what are you doing here? I thought you'd
be at work." I told him
"I'll explain all that when I get there. Put the nurse
back on will you. Mom wants to clear my picking you up with
them." He told me.
"OK, here ya go. I'll see you in about thirty minutes
or so then." I told him before handing the phone back to the
nurse.
"So, what was the call about?" John asked me when I
came back into the room.
"Just my brother telling me that he would be by in a
little while to pick me up." I told him as I started to
repack my duffel bag. After exchanging addresses and such I
was ready to go.
"You ready to go DJ?" I heard behind me a short while
later.
"Yep already." I told him as I picked up my bag.
"Well, then lets get you signed out and blow this
joint. I've got a cab waiting downstairs." Dan said. With
that we headed for the nurses station so Dan could sign the
release forms.
"Am I seeing double or what?" I heard Brian say behind
me.
"Sure you are. Welcome to the Twilight Zone." I laughed
turning around. To see that Pat and John were also there.
"Brian, John, and Pat this is my older brother Dan." I
said in introduction. Dan turned around after he finished
signing the forms, and shook each of the offered hands.
"Nice to meet you all." he told them.
"DJ, we really have to get going your flight leaves in
about Ninety minutes." He told me.
"Okay, It's been nice meeting you all. I've got your
addresses and will try to keep in touch." I told them, as
Dan and I headed for the elevators.
"So, what are you doing here?" I asked as we got in to
the cab.
"I decided to take a little vacation myself since every
one else was." He told me.
"Where are you going?" I asked.
"I'm taking a Two week Caribbean cruise. I fly to San
Juan later this afternoon." he answered.
"You want to trade?" I joked.
"Not on your life." He laughed. The rest of the ride to
airport we just got caught up on what was going on with the
family.
We met up with everyone else about Twenty minutes
later. After the standard greetings I was handed a suit bag.
"DJ, Go to the restroom and change into this." Mom told
me.
"What's wrong with what I have on?" I asked.
"We've upgraded your tickets to First Class and what
you have on won't cut it. Now hurry up and get changed
because they'll be calling your flight in about Fifty
minutes." She told me.
"Dan make sure he looks presentable okay?" she added
turning to my brother.
"We'll see you all when you get home have a good time."
Dad added.
"What? You're not going to see us off?" I asked
"As much as we'd like to DJ. We have to get going
ourselves they called our flight just before you got here.
Okay?" Mom asked.
"Okay. Have a good time." I told here somewhat glumly.
Her and Dad headed off for their flight after giving each of
us a quick hug.
"C'mon DJ, Lets go get you changed." Dan said to me.
"You two come on also and go to the restroom before you
board the plane." he said to Donn and Paul.
"Why, we're both wearing diapers?" Donn asked quietly.
"Because this way you'll stay drier a bit longer, and
it's about a Three or Four hour flight to Toronto." Dan
answered.
I finished changing my clothes and got back to the
gate with everyone in about Twenty minutes. Since we had
time to kill I pulled out the book I had just started
reading.
"Whatcha reading DJ?" Paul asked.
"It's called the "The Sum of All Fears" I told him."
not looking up from the page I was reading.
"What's it about?" he continued.
"I don't know yet. I just started reading it." I told
him some what testily.
"You know if you're bored you can always pull out one
of the books mom packed for you. Besides they should be
calling the flight any time now." I added. Just as I
finished saying that the loud speakers clicked on.
"TWA flight 696 service to Toronto is now starting its
preboarding. We kindly ask that passengers traveling with
young children, children traveling alone, elderly, or those
requiring extra time please come to gate 56 at this time.
Thank you."
"Well, There's your flight." Dan said as he grabbed
Donn's and Paul's carry-on bag.
"Lets get you guys on-board, and settled in." he added
as we walked up to gang-way. After showing our tickets to
the gate attendant we headed for the plane.
"May I see your boarding passes please?" the flight
attendant asked as we came up to the hatch. Dan handed them
over and explained to her that we were traveling alone and
he was just making sure we got on okay.
"That's okay, we were informed of this." She told him.
"Their seats are 4A-B,and seat 5A" she added.
"Okay, you guys have a fun time this summer and I'll
see you when you get back" Dan told us and after giving us
each a quick hug left the airplane.

"Is this your first time flying?" a voice asked behind
me.
"It's our first time flying by ourselves, but we've
flown before." I said turning to the attendant.
"My names Diane, if you need anything just ask?" She
told us.
"Thank you we will." I told her.
"Would you care for anything to drink before we take
off?" Diane asked us. Donn and Paul looked at me asking if
it was OK. I nodded in approval.
"I'd like a Coke, please." Paul told her
"Me too, please" Donn added.
"Would you care for anything?" she asked me.
"Not right now, thanks though." I answered. She just
nodded to this and left to get Donn and Paul's drinks. After
she left I turned to Donn and Paul.
"Now just remember you two, don't over do the drinks
okay? If you feel like you have to go get up and go to the
restroom. Use the diapers only if you have to. All right?" I
told them quietly so not to embarrass them or myself. Diane
came back with the drinks a few minutes later.
"Thank you." Donn and Paul told her as she handed them
their drinks and a set of "pilot" wings.
"Here you go." she said handing me a pair also.
"That's all right..." I started to tell her.
"Please put them on." She told me in a low, but stern
voice.
"I've informed the other attendants that you and your
brothers are traveling alone, and this way they can tell who
you are." she added.
"Oh Okay." I said simply as I took the offered wings
and pinned them on. About this time I heard the door close
behind me, and felt the plane start to move.
"Good morning, This is your Captain speaking on behalf
of our flight crew I'd like to thank you for choosing Trans
World Airlines. Our flight time to Toronto today will be
about Three hours, and will cruising at an altitude of
approximately 35,000 feet. If you will direct your attention
to the cabin attendants at the front of the plane they will
explain the safety features of this aircraft. Thank you."
About five minutes later I heard the engines rev-up, and
knew we were about to take off.

Chapter Seven

"Excuse me?" I heard a voice say.
"Huh?" I said groggily as I woke up.
"What would you care for dinner?" a flight attendant
asked, while she handed me a menu.
"I'll have the Chicken Cordon Bleu, please" I told her
after looking the menu over.
"Thank you" she said as she walked up to get Donn and
Paul's order. I wasn't at all surprised to hear both of them
order from the kiddie menu. As I became more awake, I
noticed the diaper I had on was very wet. I headed for a
lavatory, after grabbing the smaller duffel I had in my
carry-on bag.
"I'll be right back" I told Donn as I walked by his
seat. He just nodded with a grin when he saw the bag in my
hand.

"This is going to be interesting." I mumbled to myself
after seeing how small the restroom was. With that I
preceded to pull down both my suit pants and the plastic
pants I had on. After untapping the pee soaked diaper I had
on, I opened my duffel and pulled out the clean diaper,
diaper sack, lotion, powder and wipes that were in it.
Picking up one of the wipes I started to clean off my groin
area, and closed the wipes up in the used diaper when I was
done then set it into the diaper sack. I then poured some
lotion into my hand and spread it around my butt and balls.
I had already seen that I was going to have to apply the
powder to the diaper itself because there was no way for me
to put it on like I normally do without getting it all over
my clothes. After dusting the diaper lightly with the
powder, I placed it against the door and held it there with
my body, then pulled the front up as snugly as I could and
taped it closed. I finished by pulling the plastic pants and
my suit pants up. I made sure to wash my hands and make sure
that everything was cleaned up and put back in my duffel.
"How are you two doing?" I asked my brothers as I
walked past them.
"Just fine." they told me.
"Are you two dry?" I asked them softly after I sat
down.
"Yeah, we are." they answered just as softly.
"Okay, I want both of you to go use the restroom before
dinner comes." I told them.
"But..." they whined.
"No buts. Just undo one side, pull it down, use the
john, pull it back up and retape it." I told them.
"Oh all right." they sighed as they got up. They both
came back just as dinner was being served. After dinner I
read another chapter in my book and fell back to sleep. The
next thing I knew I was hearing the captains voice welcoming
us to Toronto. Then Diane came up to us.
"I want you three to stay in your seats until we've
finished off-loading everyone." she told us. We just nodded
at this, and sat back. About fifteen minutes later she came
back and told us to get our bags and follow her.
We soon found ourselves in the main terminal being
handed off to yet another TWA employee.
"Guys, I'm Greg. I'd first like to welcome you to
Toronto. I'll be helping you get your luggage, and go
through customs. Are there any questions?" he asked.
"Yeah, we're supposed to be going to camp around here.
Will somebody be meeting us?" I asked.
"Yes. The camp already has somebody waiting for you."
Greg told us.
"If you'll follow me then. We'll get you squared away."
he added and led us towards a golf cart type vehicle. It
took us about twenty minutes to clear customs.
"Mr. Morrison?" a man asked as we exited the customs
area.
"Yes?" I asked warily.
"I'm James Hendrix, head counselor at Camp Kalloway."
he said offering his hand.
"Mr. Hendrix" I answered taking the offered hand with
Don and Paul following behind.
"It's okay, you can call me Jimmy. You go by DJ right?"
he asked.
"That's right. This is my brother Donn, and my other
brother Paul. " I told him
"Jimmy Hendrix, huh?" I asked smiling.
"That's right, my parents own little joke." he said
chuckling.
"Well let's get your thing out to the van, and get
going." he added. Just as I leaned over to get my bags Paul
whispered that he needed to be changed.
"Excuse me Jimmy, could you hold on for a moment.
There's something we need to take care of first." I told
him.
"Okay, I can wait." he said with a slight smile. It
turned out that all three of us needed to get changed.
Luckily for us the restroom was empty. So it only took us a
couple of minutes each to change. Though Donn and Paul both
complained that they wanted to get out of their suits as
well.
"We don't have time for that. Now wash your hands and
lets go." I told them sternly.
"Sorry it took so long." I told Jimmy as we came back
up to him.
"That's okay. I know how that goes." he said as we
headed for his van.
"About how long will it take to reach the camp?" Donn
asked.
"It takes about an hour and a half to reach it from
here." Jimmy told us. We found ourselves on the road about
Ten minutes later. Most of the trip was spent making small
talk. I ended up having to wake Donn and Paul up when we got
to the camp since it was almost 11p.m. local time.
"Where are we going to sleep tonight?" I asked as we
pulled into the camp.
"We'll be putting you up in a spare cabin tonight then
you'll get you're regular cabin assignments in the morning
after breakfast." I was told. Jimmy helped me get Donn and
Paul into the cabin after we moved the bags in to it.
"You need any help with your brothers?" he asked me.
"No, I've got them. Thanks though." I told him
sleepily.
"Okay, If you need help or anything I'll be in the next
cabin over." He told me. I hardly woke Donn and Paul up as I
got them undressed. Since it was still warm out I just put a
T-shirt on them. I heard the bed crackle a little when I sat
down and felt the sheet slide a little upon lifting the
corner of the bed up I saw that it had a plastic sheet on it
also.
"Could this be because they know about our wetting
problem?" I thought, as I fell asleep.

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