This is the story of how I was diapered. I was 13 and in the seventh
grade when all of this began.
It was a school day and a Tuesday when I woke up and felt a little
different from other mornings. When I lifted the sheet and saw that I
had wet the bed. I got up went to the bathroom and took off my
underwear and put a towel around my waist. Now I had a go to tell my
mom what I�ve done. She would always be disappointed when I had an
accident and would just tell me to clean it up and get ready for
school. All day at school I would always think what my mom would say to
me when I get home.
When I arrived home my mom would not get home for a while so I would
just sit around and watch T.V. I knew my mom was home when I heard the
garage was being open. I turned down the T.V. and was anticipating a
nice lecture about how I need to grow up and realize that I need to
stop wetting the bed and to stop drinking liquids and to use the
bathroom before I go to bed. But it didn�t go that way. She came over
and said she wanted to help me and had scheduled a doctor�s appointment
for that afternoon.
As we sat in the Doctor�s office I didn�t know what the Doctor was
going to say I was so nervous. The Lady called my name. I walked in the
office and she told me to wait again sitting on the table on the
crinkly paper. As the doctor walked in he asked me to dress down to my
underwear and did the normal check up and then had to pee in a cup. He
asked me questions about my sleep and how I feel when I wet the bed. He
brought in my mom and we had a discussion about my bedwetting, he
suggested that it was just a phase and not need to prescribe any sort
of medicine but did recommend protection from plastic sheets to diapers
until the bedwetting passed.
My mom and I went to the car and discussed what we would do about my
situation. I really didn�t want to do anything but my mom said that
diapers would be the best way to go. I disagreed and started fighting
with my mom but she is my mom and she always has the last word. Why?
On Our way home we stopped at Target to see what kind of diapers they
had. We walked down the baby and saw the Goodnites but after looking at
the package we realized that they would not fit me since I was a little
big. So we went to the pharmacy section and found Depends Fitted Briefs
Maximum Protection and she decided they would fit. We also had to buy
some wipes as well.
We got home and I took the Diapers and wipes upstairs to my room and
placed them in my drawer. I ate dinner, did homework, and watched some
T.V. for the rest of the night. My mom came over to me and said it is
time for bed and we walked up to my room. She told me to go and sit on
the toilet for ten minutes but nothing came out. I walked back over to
my bed while my mom got a diaper out of my drawer. She told me to pull
down my underwear and lay down on my bed. She unfolded the diaper and
told me to hold my legs up while she slid the diaper under my butt. I
put my legs down and she fastened the tapes on the diaper. Stood up and
pulled my underwear over my diaper and went to bed.
I was awoken by my mom voice saying did you have an accident. I slowly
woke up and stood up and pulled my underwear off and realized I had wet
my diaper, it felt good to see dry sheets and the yellow diaper between
my legs. My mom said well I guess I have to change you. I was really
embarrassed because I had an erection when I woke up. But I just let my
mom change me thinking it was natural for a young boy to have an
erection in the morning. She took the wipes out and told me to lie down
on the bed. She untapped me and wipe all around my crotch. The I got up
and got ready for school. Put a new pair of underwear on and got
dressed for the rest of the day knowing this would happen all over
again that night.
And from that point on I was interested in wearing diapers. I wet the
bed almost every night till my junior year in high school when I just
stopped out of nowhere but mom still thinks I wet the bed and still
wear a diaper every night and I am now a freshman in college.