Soggy Snowboarder
By Tiny Tony

	It all started at Thanksgiving time. My aunt Tess and cousin 
Tiffany, whom I hadn't seen in 7 years, decided to come to spend 
Thanksgiving with us. They use to live here in Utah, 'til my aunt got 
married. Most of my uncle's family lived in Ohio so they moved there. 
Well when my aunt got a devorce from my uncle Steve, she was left with 
no one to spend the holidays with, so mom and dad invited them here. 
They spend 4 days here, I didn't see much of them as they spend most of 
the day shopping, and the night in a hotel, then they went home. You 
are probably wondering what this had to do with me. OK, at Thanksgiving 
dinner my aunt told my mom they would be back here after Christmas. Mom 
said, "Really?" and asked why. It turns out for Tiffany's Christmas 
gift my aunt was taking her to Colorado to snowboard. They had planned 
to just fly to Colorado and there rent a car to drive to the ski 
resort. It turns out they found a deal that you could fly to Utah for 
99 dollars a person. It would have cost almost double that to fly to 
Colorado. Since they had to rent a car anyway they decided to just fly 
here, spend the night here then just drive from Utah to Colorado. That 
way she and my mom could spend a little bit more time with each other. 
Besides, it would only be a five hour car trip to the resort from our 
house, so it was really not a big deal. My mom said great and that it 
would be nice to see them again. She also told my aunt I wanted to try 
to snowboard. It was then my aunt hatched her big idea.
	"How old is Jamie?" my aunt asked my mom.
	"He's 13. He'll be 14 in March, why?" she said.
	"Well, seeing as we are going to be here anyway, if it is all 
right with you Jamie can come with us?" my aunt said. My mom and aunt 
talked about it for a bit and in the end it was decided I could go. It 
would be my Christmas gift from my aunt to me, as well as giving me 
something to do until school started again.
	That was a few weeks ago, and now the day is here. I was so 
excited I have always wanted to try snowboarding and now I have the 
chance. Finally at about 6, Tess and Tiffany got here. They ate and we 
made plans for the morning. At about 8 my aunt said it was time for 
them to get to bed.
	"Are you guys staying here?" I asked.
	"Oh no, honey," my aunt said. "We got a hotel room."
	"Good, I didn't want to give up my room," I said jokingly. 
Everyone laughed. "The way you sleep and your snoring would keep them 
up all night," my mom said. Everyone but me started to laugh again. I 
just gave my mom a funny look.
	"Well, we better be off, I'll see you at 7, okay, Jamie?" my aunt 
said. We all hugged and I watch my aunt and cousin drive away. Man, I 
was so excited. I couldn't sleep. I had always dreamed of going 
snowboarding and here was my chance. As the morning light hit my face, 
I rubbed my eyes. The day was finally here. I got up and got ready. My 
aunt picked me up at 7:00 and we were off. We stopped at a Walgreens 
where my aunt got some munchies for the road, and some other stuff. By 
7:24 I was on the road with my aunt Tess and Tiffany, I tried to talk 
to Tiffany but she didn't want to talk. Since she was 16 and I was 13. 
We didn't have much to talk to about. So I put on some head phones and 
sat back to enjoy the ride. By 12:42 we were there. We stopped at a 
Pizza Hut and ate lunch. Then we checked into the hotel. As we entered 
the room I saw there were only 2 beds.
	"I'm sorry Tiffany and Jamie, but all the other rooms were 
booked, so you two will have to share a bed," my aunt told us.
	"MOM, and what if h......" My aunt covered Tiffany's mouth before 
she could finish. "I told you I would take care of it, OK," my aunt 
said. Tiffany just gave her mom a dirty look, then left to get the rest 
of her stuff out of the car.
	"I'm sorry about Tiffany's attitude, she really didn't want you 
to come with us, and, well, you know that other stuff, too. I hope you 
understand," my aunt told me.
	"Aaaaaa um sure, I guess, no big deal," I said, confused by what 
my aunt just told me.
	"Good, go get your stuff out of the car," my aunt told me. Then 
she gave me a hug. "What other stuff," I thought as I walk to the car. 
What is the big deal about sharing a bed?
	At the car Tiffany gave me a dirty look then walked by, I got in 
the car and sat down. "What other stuff could she be talking about," I 
wondered. Just then my mom's comment from last night hit me. "The way 
you sleep and your snoring would keep them up all night." I bet my aunt 
and Tiffany really think I snore really bad. I laughed, to think 
Tiffany was making such a big deal out of snoring, and I don't even 
snore; my mom was just joking. Oh well, I thought. I guess they will 
learn tonight I got the last of my stuff together and went back in the 
hotel. From there we spent the rest of the day getting our snowboarding 
stuff. Then we went to a Chinese place and ate dinner. After dinner we 
went and rented a few movies then went back to the hotel room.
	At about 9 my aunt told me to get into the shower, I started to 
get my stuff when my aunt stopped me.
	"Just hurry get in the shower, you can get dressed while Tiffany 
takes her shower," my aunt told me. I told her ok, and when to start my 
shower. I washed really well as I wanted to smell nice if I was going 
to be sharing a bed with a girl. I finished and got out, wrapped a 
towel around me, then left the bathroom.
	"Tiffany, it is your turn get in the shower," my aunt said. 
Tiffany walked by me into the bathroom then closed the door.
	"Jamie, will you come here for a minute? We need to talk," my 
aunt told me. I walked over to her and sat down on the edge of the bed.
	"Jamie, today at the drug store I got something for you to wear 
to bed...you know, to help us all sleep better," she told me. I thought 
to myself, "What could she have to help my snoring?" Not that I did 
snore, but as if I did. Then I remembered seeing a TV commercial about 
these things called Breathe Rights. You put them on your nose and it 
helps you not to snore. I bet she bought some and wants me to wear them 
so I don't keep them up all night.
	"Jamie, I don't want to embarrass you, but knowing your past I 
think it would be for the best," she said.
	"Sure, aunt Tess. I will wear whatever it is, if it will help you 
out," I said as I turned to get me a pair of boxers and a T-shirt to 
sleep in. As I was down on the floor getting my stuff out of my 
suitcase I could hear my aunt getting stuff out of the Walgreens bag.
	"Do you need me to help you, ummm...... well you, know put it 
on?" she asked me. I was trying to get to my socks.
	"Ummm... ya sure no problem," I said back.
	"I'm glad you are being so grown-up about this," my aunt said.
	"Well, I'm ready, so come on over." I pulled my socks free from 
my clothes and stood up. Just then I noticed what was on the bed. There 
next to my aunt was a bottle of baby powder, a tube of rash cream and a 
diaper, a huge diaper that would fit ME.
	"I don't need diapers," I said.
	"Jamie, I know about your bed wetting, and Tiffany doesn't want 
you to wet the bed while she is in it," she said. "Jamie, you told me 
it was no big deal. Now come here so I can get this on you," she said 
as she got up off the bed.
	"But... but... I don't wet the bed, not anymore. I stopped years 
ago," I said.
	"That's good, I'm glad to hear it. I remember your mom having to 
diaper you when you were 6 so you would keep the bed dry," she said. 
"Now please, come over here so I can put this diaper on you," she told 
me as she patted the edge of the bed.
	"I stopped wetting when I was 8 and I don't need to wear diapers. 
I'm not going to pee the bed tonight," I said in a angry voice.
	"Jamie, come over here please," my aunt said as she sat back down 
on the bed. I slowly walked over to her. She put her hands on my hips.
	"Jamie, you know I love you, but this is for the best, and if you 
are dry in the morning you won't have to wear them for the rest of the 
trip," she told me in a gentle, but firm voice.
	"But I don't need to," I said.
	"Well, then be a big boy and show me, ok?" she said. I stood 
there in silence for a few minutes. Ok Jamie?" she asked me.
	"Okay," I said in a meek voice.
	"Good, now take off your towel and lay down," she told me. I 
slowly dropped my towel to the floor. I now stood naked in front of my 
aunt. She got up off the bed so I could lie down. I slowly did.
	"Ok Jamie, I need you to lift your bottom for me," she told me. I 
did and I felt her slide the thick disposable diaper under me. I put my 
bottom on the diaper. The feeling was one I remember from when I was 
younger. "Can you pull your knees into your chest for me?" my aunt 
asked me. I slowly pulled my legs up till I could grab my knees. Then I 
pulled my knees into my chest. I watched as my aunt put rash cream in 
her hands. I then felt her rub the cream on my bottom.
	"Ok you can let go," she told me. I did and slowly laid my legs 
out on the bed. She then rubbed the last bit of the cream on my penis.
	"I just don't want you to get a rash," she said, "If you wet," 
she quickly added. She then used my towel to wipe her hands clean. She 
then got the bottle of baby powder and put it on me. I watched as she 
pulled the diaper up in my crotch, and taped it on me.
	"There, now that was not that bad, was it?" she asked me. I 
didn't answer. There in the mirror over the dresser I could see me. I 
looked like a 13 year old baby. As I walked over to my clothes I could 
hear the diaper crinkle with every step I took. I sounded like a 
toddler, too. I walked over to my boxers and opened them to put them 
on.
	"You do have some PJs, don't you?" she asked me.
	"I always sleep in my boxers and a T-shirt," I said to her. I was 
too busy trying to fit my boxer over my diaper, but it was no use. The 
diaper was just too thick.
	"That is what I thought. I didn't think any of your clothes would 
fit over that diaper of yours so, I brought some sleepers for you to 
wear to bed," she said to me. I looked up to see her holding out a one-
piece sleeper with feet and all.
	"I'm not wearing that," I said.
	"Well, it looks to me like you are going to have to as none of 
your underwear or pants are going to fit you," she said. Sadly, she was 
right. I took off the boxers and took the sleepers from her. I started 
to put them on. They were blue with red sleeves. It was then I noticed 
the zipper was in the back.
	"How am I supposed to zip them up," I asked.
	"I will help you," she said. I finished putting them on and she 
zipped them up for me. I now not only looked like a baby, I felt like 
one, too.
	"There we go, all ready for beddy-bye," my aunt said, as she gave 
my butt a gentle slap. Just then, Tiffany opened the bathroom door.
	"Oh, don't you look cute. Mom, he looks just like the diapered 
brats I baby-sit for," Tiffany said. She started to walk over to me.
	"He is wearing a diaper, isn't he?" she said as she gave my butt 
a slap, too.
	"Ya, he is good," she said.
	"Shut up, Tiffany," I said in my embarrassment and anger over the 
whole thing.
	"Man, grumpy baby," Tiffany said as she got into bed.
	"Ok you two, stop it," my aunt said.
	"You two get to bed; we have a fun-filled day tomorrow," she 
finished. I climbed into bed by Tiffany. My aunt turned out the lights. 
Just then Tiffany whispered in my ear, "I hope baby can keep his dypees 
dry tonight." She then patted my well diapered bottom again. We were 
all tired and soon we were all asleep.
	As morning came I was awakened by the sound of my aunt in the 
shower. Tiffany was sitting on the edge of the bed watching TV.
	"Good morning wittle dypee boy, did you go wee wee in your 
dypee?" she said.
	"No I haven't wet the bed in years, did you wet the bed, Tiffy?" 
I said in a mocking tone. Tiffany just gave me a dirty look and turned 
back to the TV. Was I wet I thought. It did feel a bit damp in my 
crotch. No, I thought. I have not wet the bed in years,
	"Hey Tiffy, you want to unzip me?" I asked.
	"My name is Tiffany, not Tiffy, and no, you can wait 'til mom 
gets out, baby," she said. I thought, ok, fine, I sat down on the bed 
to watch TV, too. Soon, my aunt came out of the bathroom.
	"Hi Jamie, are you dry this morning?" she asked.
	"Ya, I think so," I said.
	"What, you don't know? Well, I guess we'd better check." With 
that, my aunt called me over to her. She unzipped my PJ's. I felt her 
put her finger in the leg of my diaper by my bottom.
	"Ummm...... you're soaked, dear," she told me.
	"NO WAY!" I yelled. "That's not possible."
	"Check for yourself," my aunt told me. I pulled my arm out 
through one of the sleeves and reached into the top of the diaper. It 
was soaked. What the hell, I thought.
	"BUT I'm not a bedwetter," I said.
	"Well, you sure have a funny way of showing it," my aunt said 
back. "All little boys have problems wetting. It's just a fact of 
life," Tiffany said as she watched TV.
	"But. but......" I said, trying to find something to say.
	"Jamie it is ok, you had a diaper on, you'll just have to wear 
diapers for the rest of the trip," my aunt said. "Now go get your 
clothes and get out of that diaper," she said. I put my head down and 
slowly walked over to my suitcase. There, I got my clothes and when to 
the bathroom to get dressed. We spend most of the day snowboarding, but 
by night I was once again stripped of my big boy world and put into a 
diaper and sleepers. For some weird reason my wetting stopped after I'd 
been home a week, why I became a snowboarding baby is still beyond me.

The End