My Summer in Diapers

Summary: A boy tries out diapers, but is caught while wearing them and 
is "punished" by being forced to wear them.


	The alarm went off. I looked over at it. It was 7:00 a.m. Too 
early to get up for summer vacation, but what can you do. My name is 
Tyson Garett. I'm 12 years old and today will be first day at home 
alone this summer. My brother Tyler, who is 10 and still a bedwetter, 
is going off to some stupid sleep-away camp and my mom has to work, so 
I'll be in charge of the house during the week for the next week. My 
mom already left for work, about 1 1/2 hours ago. All I have to do is 
make sure Tyler is ready to leave when his friend shows up. "TYLER!" I 
screamed, "GET YOUR LAZY SELF UP!" I heard him mumble some lame comment 
back, something along the lines of 'Stuff it.' Anyways, I made sure he 
was ready with all of the things he needed and then he watched Sponge 
Bob on T.V. until his ride came. As soon as he left, the house was 
mine...
	For about an hour, I just built a few new LEGO sets I had gotten 
until I got bored with them. I went into the bathroom I shared with my 
brother and began to brush my teeth. I looked up at the mirror and saw 
a package of Goodnites that Tyler had to wear. Tyler was big for his 
age, and I was very small for my age, so I decided to try one on. It 
felt pretty cool, and it fit. Then I felt my stomach rumble. It was the 
dinner we had gotten from the Mexican restaurant. I began to pull the 
Goodnite off, but then thought, 'Hey, it is a diaper, sort of.' So I 
let a little bit go into the GN, but held in the rest in case it didn't 
work. It felt really weird, but in a cool way. So I got on the computer 
and went over to Google. I typed in 'kids pooping in diapers' and 
looked around for a while. A little while later, the door bell rang. It 
was my best friend Mitch. Oh, crap. I had completely for gotten he was 
coming over. Without even thinking, I let him inside, shutting the door 
quickly. "Dude, why are you wearing a diaper?" he asked me. Thinking 
fast, I answered- "New type of punishment my mom thought up. It really 
sucks." Mitch sighed. "I feel for you, man. If it would make it any 
better, I'll wear one."
	"That'd be great!" I replied. so there we were, two twelve year 
olds playing video games wearing nothing but diapers. My stomach 
rumbled again. I couldn't hold it in any longer.
	"Excuse me for a moment," I said quietly. I let out a huge one. 
Mitch's eyes widened.
	"Excuse me," he replied as he grunted loudly. We both laughed and 
went back to playing. Some time later, he looked at his watch. "My 
folks should be here any moment!" he said as he ran into the bathroom. 
He changed back into his clothes and came out. Minutes later, his 
parents arrived and he left. I sighed. I was alone again.
	It felt like I had been playing video games for hours. I stood 
up, turned off the PlayStation, and stretched. Moments later, the door 
opened and in walked my mom. She looked too shocked for words. The 
Goodnite was sagging in the back and it had a huge brown spot. "I'm, 
uh, sorry?" I mumbled. I dashed up to my room, changed into some clean 
boxers, and stayed there for the rest of the night.
	The next morning, I woke up at 8:00 and jumped out of bed. Then, 
my mom walked in. "I'll be working from home for the rest of the 
summer," she said to me ,So get changed and be down stairs in a few 
minutes, breakfast is ready."
	I walked over to my dresser. 'That was easy,' I thought to 
myself, 'It's like yesterday never happened.' I then opened the 
dresser, expecting to see boxers and tee-shirts and shorts, only to 
find Goodnites in every drawer. Only Goodnites. My mother walked back 
in.
	"You'll be wearing those for the rest of the summer as 
punishment." I sighed and put one on. "The Goodnites are your toilet. 
You may change after each time you poop. You will wear them during the 
day and night. Nothing else may be worn."
	A week later, my brother returned home from camp. He was very 
excited to be home. But his excitement was crushed when he found out he 
had the exact same fate as me. So the both of us spent the entire 
summer wearing wet and soiled diapers. But I learned to enjoy it. My 
brother didn't. Fast forward to the Sunday before school started. The 
night before, my mother told us no more Goodnites, seeing as summer was 
pretty much over. Anyways, I woke up to my brother screaming about how 
he pooped in his bed. I gave out a chuckle, but then realized that I 
had soiled my bed, too. "I guess you two need diapers for bed," my mom 
sighed. But then later in the day, both Tyler and I had numerous pee 
and poop accidents. My mom was disappointed. "I guess you two aren't 
potty trained, are you. Diapers 24/7."
 We wore Goodnites to school and were humiliated. The clothes we were 
given couldn't hide the diapers. Both of us were constantly teased, 
which made it even harder to re-potty train. In fact, both of us still 
wear diapers to school and we're both in high school. If only I had 
never tried diapers.

THE END.