Summary: Two teens (boys) get more than then bargained for this summer 
vacation.

Summertime is for Babies

My parents were going on holiday for the summer. Not all of it but most 
of it and having just turned 14 they didn’t feel I could be left on my 
own for the time they would be away, so I was going over to my Aunt’s 
house to spend the summer. The part of it my parents were going to be 
away for with my cousin Dave, who also just turned 14. Now spending 
time with my aunt and Dave is not such a big deal. They only live like 
2 blocks away and I am over there or Dave is over at my house all the 
time anyway. Dave and I were born three days apart with him being the 
older of us, but we were more like brothers than cousins anyway, and 
people usually think we are twins. We both have light brown hair that 
pretty much goes blonde in the summertime. We both have blue eyes and 
slim builds. We both love swimming, wrestling and baseball, and we are 
both on the school track team.

The day came that my parents finally left. Don’t get me wrong here, my 
parents are great. I love them a lot, but come on now. They were going 
to be gone for most of the summer and even I could see the 
possibilities for fun and excitement with them gone. Dave could see it, 
too, and even though Aunt Hope worked from home, we both thought this 
summer was going to be special. If only we had known how special, we 
might have thought differently.

My parents were finally gone and I was over at Dave’s house getting my 
stuff put away in his room that we would be sharing while I was over. 
When that was done we headed out for some fun. We decided to go to the 
pond out back of Dave’s place. Dave’s house backed onto the woods and 
there was a pond about a mile back in the woods and we would often go 
there in the summer to swim. We liked the pond because we could swim 
naked and not have to worry about anyone catching us. It was kind of 
our own private spot. On the way out the door we told Aunt Hope that we 
were going out to play in the woods and we would be back in time for 
supper. Aunt Hope told us to have a good time but to make sure we were 
back by five for supper, and we were gone. Nothing much happened that 
afternoon, just the same basic stuff we always did. Yea, we went 
swimming, and yea, we were naked, but like I said, it was no big deal. 
No one saw us and it was just us guys anyway.

We were home just before five like we were told to be and Aunt Hope had 
supper ready. It was good, nothing real fancy or anything, just good 
food. After we finished we had cleaned up like we always did. It was 
our job. We went up to Dave’s room to play some video games. About an 
hour later we went downstairs to watch some TV until bedtime. We had 
both started wearing just boxers to bed a few months ago, so when Aunt 
Hope told us to get ready for bed we both went upstairs, brushed our 
teeth and stripped down to our boxers and headed back downstairs to 
watch a little more TV until bedtime. Aunt Hope told us to go to bed at 
10 pm. Dave complained but I was tired so I just went up to bed. When 
Dave saw me go he just followed. We got up to his room and he turned on 
his CD player and started the CD playing. We both always listened to 
music when we went to bed it helped both of us sleep. We talked for a 
little while, mostly about how much fun we were going to have this 
summer and fell asleep.

When I woke up in the morning I looked over at Dave and he was still 
asleep. I didn’t want to wake him so I just lay there for a few minutes 
enjoying the warm bed and the quiet morning. Dave’s CD player was still 
playing, which wasn’t that unusual as we sometimes set it to continuous 
play. We didn’t always do that but I guess Dave must have set it that 
way last night. I looked over at Dave again and I noticed that 
something seemed to be different this morning. I couldn’t put my finger 
on it right away, but finally I noticed that Dave’s bed was wet, and 
not just a little. In fact his bed was very wet.

I was kind of shocked Dave and I had slept over at each other’s houses 
for our whole lives and neither of us had ever been a bedwetter. Not 
that it really mattered, but this was a new thing for Dave to be doing 
and I didn’t know what to think. Just then Dave woke up. He stretched 
and suddenly stopped and looked over at me. He was confused about what 
he was feeling but he didn’t say anything. I mentioned that I knew he 
wet his bed the night before. He blushed and told me he didn’t know why 
that happened he asked if I would help him clean it up before his mom 
found out. I agreed. After all, Aunt Hope didn’t need to know that Dave 
had wet his bed. We were both sure that it was just a one-time thing 
and wouldn’t happen again.

After we got the sheets in the laundry we put the sheets from my bed in 
the laundry, too. just so that it wouldn’t look so suspicious, and in 
case Aunt Hope asked, we were just going to say we were trying to help 
out. We went to get some breakfast and the wet bed was forgotten. We 
hung around most of the morning, made sure the sheets got back on the 
beds when they were finished being dried, and then after lunch we 
called another friend of ours, Nathan, and asked him if he wanted to go 
swimming with us up at the pond. Yea, I know only a few of our friends 
know about it, so it’s no big deal.

We told Aunt Hope that we were off to meet up with Nathan and then we 
were probably going out in the woods again. She told us to be back for 
supper again. Of course when we met up with Nathan we didn’t mention 
the wet bed. In fact I had pretty much forgotten about it. We got home 
in time for supper and again it was good food. After supper this was a 
repeat of last night, and again we both just slept in our boxers. Dave 
turned his CD player on again and we talked for a few minutes while we 
listened to the music.

The next morning Dave woke up first and he woke me up, not directly, 
but by the amount of noise he was making. I rolled over and asked him 
what was wrong. He told me he wet his bed again last night. That was 
when I started to realize something was wrong with my bed. It felt cold 
and yucky. Suddenly I realized that I had wet my bed last night as 
well, unless of course Dave had got up and peed on my bed in the night-
- a very unlikely event. I told Dave that my bed was wet, too. He was 
surprised to find out that we both had wet our beds. I couldn’t 
understand how we could both suddenly become bedwetters. I was starting 
to get upset when Aunt Hope walked in to find out what all the noise 
was about.

Dave turned and faced his mom and he started to stammer. He did this 
whenever he was really excited or really embarrassed, and right now he 
was really embarrassed, and honestly, so was I. I didn’t know what to 
say. I blushed and started to say something. I’m not even sure what I 
was going to say. I guess I was stammering, too, something that happens 
to me, too. Aunt Hope looked at both of us and realized what had 
happened and just told us to get ourselves cleaned up and that she 
would look after our beds for us, so we both headed to the bathroom for 
a shower. When we were cleaned up and with a little dignity restored, 
we both headed back to our bedroom. Aunt Hope had changed the sheets on 
our beds and everything was okay again. We got dressed and went for 
breakfast. Nothing was said about the wet beds for the rest of the day. 
Today we were both a little shaken though, so we decided to stay in and 
just play video games.

The rest of the day was completely normal, so by suppertime we were 
both feeling much better about things and we decided to go out after 
supper for awhile. We went out into the woods to our tree house that we 
had built years ago. Well, actually, my Dad built most of it for us 
when we were about seven and we just mostly pestered him while he was 
doing it, but I guess that’s what little kids do. We just went out 
there to relax and talk and just get away for a bit; you know, nothing 
serious or anything. By the time we had to head back home to get ready 
for bed we had decided that it was just a strange fluke of bad luck and 
that since we hadn’t really had anything to drink tonight after supper 
that everything would be fine and we would wake up in dry beds in the 
morning.

We got home and went to get ready for bed we both brushed our teeth and 
stripped to our boxers and went down to watch a little TV with Aunt 
Hope. She welcomed us back but didn’t say anything about last night, 
which made me really happy. When we went to bed I climbed in bed while 
Dave turned on the CD player. I noticed that something was very 
different about my bed tonight, so I told Dave something was going on 
and got out of bed and looked under the cotton sheet to see what was 
wrong with the bed. That’s when I noticed the plastic sheet covering 
the mattress, and Dave checked his bed and found one just like the one 
on my bed covering his mattress. We looked at each other and guessed 
that Aunt Hope had put them there just in case.

Then Aunt Hope came in and told us that she only put the plastic sheets 
on our beds to protect the mattresses and that if we stayed dry for 
three nights the plastic sheets would come off and everything would be 
back to normal. I was so embarrassed I couldn’t say anything so I just 
climbed into bed and pulled the cover up over my head. Aunt Hope came 
over and sat on my bed and pulled the cover back down and told me not 
to worry and not to be embarrassed that everything was okay that she 
wasn’t mad or upset with us, it was just that she didn’t want the 
mattress to get ruined, and that if we stayed dry for the next three 
nights the plastic sheets would come off. I was still very embarrassed 
but I guess everything was okay. Aunt Hope gave both of us a good night 
kiss and tucked us in and pressed play on the CD player and turned out 
the light and left us there in Dave’s room. We didn’t talk very much 
that night. I know I was thinking about what might happen and I guess 
Dave was, too.

I woke up first in the morning and I immediately knew I had wet my bed 
again last night. I felt so embarrassed and really scared. I didn’t 
know how this could be happening. It was all I could do to not cry. 
Before I could wake Dave up Aunt Hope came in and saw that I was awake 
and woke Dave up. She noted that we had both wet the bed again last 
night. She told us that everything was okay but I could tell she was 
kind of frustrated and she told us to go get our showers and then get 
dressed and get our breakfast and she would take care of our beds again 
this morning. We both headed for the bathroom to get showered. Neither 
of us said anything. We were both kind of upset and I know I was still 
kind of scared. I guess Dave was, too.

After we were dressed and getting our breakfast Aunt Hope came into the 
kitchen and sat with us. She told us that she understood that we were 
not wetting our beds on purpose and that she was not mad at us. Not 
even a little bit, but that she couldn’t keep doing this amount of 
extra laundry every morning, and she didn’t want us sleeping in a pee-
soaked bed because it wasn’t healthy for us, so that as of tonight and 
until we stopped wetting and then stayed dry for one week we would both 
have to wear diapers to bed. Neither of us said a thing. I was so 
shocked that I couldn’t speak; I was almost in tears. Dave found his 
voice first and begged his mom not to put us in diapers, that we would 
both stop tonight for sure. Aunt Hope hugged us both and told us not to 
worry about it, that no one else would know. It would be just between 
us, but her mind was made up. Until we were dry for one week we would 
be wearing diapers to bed. I still couldn’t say anything and a tear 
started to run down my face, quickly followed by another. Aunt Hope 
hugged me again and told me not to cry, that everything would be okay, 
that she was sure that this was just a phase and that in a few days or 
a couple of weeks at the most everything would be cleared up and back 
to normal. I wiped my eyes and nodded that I understood. I wasn’t happy 
about the situation at all, but what could I do about it?

After Dave and I finished our breakfast we went back to our tree house. 
I know for sure that I didn’t feel like doing much of anything today 
and I just wanted to get away from the house I really missed my mom and 
dad right now and I wished a whole lot that they were home with me. We 
got to the tree house and for a long, long time we just sat there 
without saying anything. Then finally, Dave started talking and he was 
saying that all things considered that as long as no one else knew that 
we were wearing diapers to bed it wouldn’t be so bad and maybe wearing 
diapers would be better than waking up in a soaked bed, and that as 
soon as we stopped we would be able to stop wearing diapers. I didn’t 
say anything. In a way I agreed with Dave. As long as only we knew it 
wouldn’t be that bad, but I was also really missing my mom and dad and 
I was feeling sad from that, and added to the news about having to wear 
diapers. I wasn’t in a very good mood, and I guess I started to cry 
again. Dave noticed and told me not to worry about my mom and dad that 
they wouldn’t mind that I had to wear diapers for right now. He said 
that he knew I missed them but that they would be home before I knew it 
and even if we did both have to wear diapers at night, that we would 
still have tons of fun this summer, and no one else would ever know.

I thought about what Dave had said to me and I had to admit that he was 
right. I was just missing my parents and I would get over it, and no 
one else needed to know about our new nighttime attire. That would be 
just between us and Aunt Hope. I knew everything would be okay and that 
we would still have tons of fun this summer, so I suggested that we go 
for a swim. We didn’t go home for lunch. Instead we went to the berry 
patch and ate our fill of ripe berries. When we did finally head for 
home it was suppertime again and I was starting to dread getting there 
because I knew that in a short time I would be wearing a diaper and I 
wasn’t looking forward to it at all, but oddly, Dave seemed to have 
accepted the idea that he would soon be wearing a diaper and it was 
almost like he didn’t care or was even looking forward to the whole 
thing.

When we got home Aunt Hope was waiting for us. She was being really 
nice to us and fixed a special supper for us. It was really good and I 
really enjoyed it. I began to think that maybe she had changed her mind 
about making us wear diapers, but that was not the case. During dinner 
she told us that she had gone to the store while we were out and bought 
us each a bag of diapers. I got embarrassed again and I know I blushed 
I didn’t know what to say. Dave though didn’t seem to care that much 
and even thanked his mom for getting us the diapers. I thought he was 
crazy, but then I thought about it and liked me and Dave had talked 
about. Things wouldn’t be so bad only we would know and, well, wearing 
diapers had to be better than sleeping in a wet bed, and after all, it 
was only until this stopped anyway, and it wasn’t Aunt Hope’s fault and 
she was being really nice about the whole thing, so finally I found my 
voice and thanked her, too.

After supper Dave and I went up to our room and the first thing we saw 
was 2 bags of Attends diapers, one on each bed. I was embarrassed again 
and very worried about them being right out in the open like that. Dave 
seemed to be worried about that, too, because he told his mom that she 
should have put the diapers in the closet or something so no one but us 
would see them. Aunt Hope told us that she was sorry and that she just 
hadn’t thought about it, but that she would be more careful in the 
future. Dave and I looked at the diapers and there sure were a lot of 
them in each bag. I hoped we wouldn’t have to wear all of them. I hoped 
my wetting would stop before I needed to. We played video games until 
it was time to get ready for bed we both headed into the bathroom and 
brushed our teeth. When we got back to our bedroom Aunt Hope was 
waiting for us and she had opened both bags of diapers and had taken 2 
out of each bag and laid them on our beds.

Aunt hope told us to strip off completely and that she would get us 
ready for bed. I said I could do it myself and Aunt Hope asked me if I 
knew how to put diapers on. I had to admit that I didn’t have a clue so 
she again told me to strip off and she would get me ready for bed. I 
didn’t have a choice so I stripped. Dave did, too, and Aunt Hope 
decided that I would be first, so she had me lay on the bed while she 
opened the first diaper and then she used a small knife to cut some 
holes in the plastic of the diaper then she placed the diaper under my 
butt, and got out some lotion she told me this was to help protect my 
skin and she started to rub the lotion all over my butt, even in my 
crack, and then she was rubbing the lotion all over my front, and well, 
I got embarrassed for a whole new reason. Aunt Hope told me not to 
worry about it, that it was a normal reaction and that everything was 
okay. Then she got some baby powder out and told me this was to help 
keep my skin dry and she started sprinkling powder all over where the 
diaper was going to go. Actually, the powder felt really nice, so did 
the lotion, to be honest. Then she pulled the front of the diaper up 
over my stomach and taped it firmly in place. Then she took the second 
diaper and placed it on over the first one, taping it on just as 
firmly. The feeling of the diaper was not at all what I expected. It 
was very thick and bulky between my legs and it felt warm and snug and 
secure, and oddly, I felt better wearing it. Then Aunt Hope told me I 
was all set and started to diaper Dave.

I wasn’t sure what to do so I just laid there while Aunt Hope started 
to diaper Dave. After a couple of minutes I sat up and turned to watch 
Dave get diapered like he had watched me, and I noticed that he was as 
excited as I was. I didn’t feel so bad now. When Aunt Hope was finished 
Dave just lay there for a minute then he sat up. We looked at each 
other. I didn’t know what to say. I mean, we were both 14 and here we 
were wearing nothing but diapers. Before she left the room Aunt Hope 
told us not to worry about wearing anything over our diapers. She 
wanted to be able to see them so she could tell if we were wet and 
needed a change. I didn’t understand why she would be worried about 
changing us. I certainly had no intention of using this diaper on 
purpose. I wasn’t sure how I was going to go to the bathroom if I 
needed to with this diaper on but I knew I wouldn’t use it on purpose.

When Aunt Hope left our room both Dave and I just sat there for a few 
minutes finally I asked him how his diaper felt. He told me that it 
felt a lot better than he thought it would and I told him I felt the 
same way. Dave got up and walked over to the big mirror on the closet 
door and looked at himself. I walked over and joined him. I sure 
noticed how much our diapers crinkled I couldn’t believe how much noise 
they made. When I looked in the mirror with Dave. I couldn’t believe 
it. We looked like 2 huge babies. Looking at myself dressed in just a 
diaper I really started to feel like a baby, and I didn’t mind that 
much. Finally, Dave commented on how much we looked like babies and I 
said I knew and we both started to laugh. Then I knew I felt much 
better so we both went downstairs to watch some TV with Aunt Hope until 
it was bedtime.

When we walked into the TV room Aunt Hope smiled at us but didn’t say 
anything and we sat down to watch TV. Every little move Dave or I made 
was announced by our diapers crinkling. I started to find this really 
funny for some reason and I started to giggle. Then Dave started to 
giggle as well and soon we were laughing so hard I was in tears. Aunt 
Hope smiled and let us have our laugh. When were got ourselves under 
control Aunt Hope brought us each some cookies and milk. She told us it 
was a treat for being so good about this whole thing. At this point I 
really didn’t mind the diapers at all, and actually I was really 
enjoying them. I mean, they felt good. They made me feel good wearing 
them. Dave was in the same boat as me and Aunt Hope didn’t mind at all. 
Things weren’t so bad. In fact, I realized I could get really used to 
this-- if I had to, that is.

After Dave and I brushed our teeth Aunt Hope took us to our bedroom and 
tucked us in. She hugged both of us and gave us each a kiss on the 
forehead and thanked us for not giving her any problems about the 
diapers. Then she said good night and turned the CD player on as she 
left. Dave and I talked for a while, mostly about wearing diapers and 
how they felt and why all this was happening, but soon we both fell 
asleep.

In the morning I woke up first, and I noticed right off that my bed was 
dry. I was so happy at first then I remembered I was wearing diapers 
and I felt them and I was soaked. I had done a real number on my 
diapers in the night and they were drenched, but they hadn’t leaked and 
my bed was warm and dry. I lay there for awhile and listened to the 
morning and experienced my wet diapers. I had to admit that my wet 
diapers felt a lot better than I thought they would and for sure a lot 
better than lying in a wet bed.

I just lay there in my dry bed exploring the feelings I was having 
about my wet diapers. Dave was still asleep, and my diaper was warm and 
all squishy. It felt pretty good, so good in fact that I got hard. I 
was a little surprised about that but I had to admit I didn’t mind so 
much. I started to massage and rub the front of my soggy diaper. It 
just felt so good. It did make a lot of noise but I didn’t really care 
that much. Just as Dave was waking up I experienced the most incredible 
release of my life. I had no idea why this time was so much better than 
any other time I masturbated, but man oh man, was it ever! If doing 
this in diapers was always like this then diapers might just be worth 
it.

As I was recovering from my experience Dave rolled over and grinned and 
asked if I had enjoyed myself. I looked over at him and grinned and 
told him that it was the best ever. I asked Dave if he was wet. He 
sighed and said that he was very wet. I told him I was, too, and I 
suggested that he go ahead and try what I had just done I told him he 
wouldn’t be disappointed. Dave smiled and got right to it and in just a 
couple of minutes he came and he lay there for a few seconds and the 
looked at me and told me it was the best one he ever had. I smiled and 
said I knew what he was talking about. I also said if it was going to 
be like this in diapers every time then diapers weren’t that bad at 
all. Dave agreed with me.

Dave suggested we go get our breakfast. I asked if maybe we should take 
our diapers off and get showered. Dave thought about it for a minute 
then explained that as Aunt Hope put the diapers on us that she would 
probably want to take them off of us, and with that he smiled. I smiled 
as well and told him that we would also get to spend a little more time 
in our diapers. Dave nodded and smiled, too. We went down and got our 
breakfast. I couldn’t help but notice that Dave was walking a bit 
funny, sort of waddling. I guess I was walking that way, too. It must 
have been from the thick diapers.

When we had finished our breakfast Aunt Hope still wasn’t up so we went 
to watch some TV until she got up and took our diapers off. While I was 
sitting there I felt the need to pee, and it got stronger fast. I asked 
Dave what I should do about it, if I should just take my diapers off 
and use the toilet. Dave told me to just use my diapers because that’s 
what they were for. I didn’t think I could just go in my diapers on 
purpose and told Dave so, but he just told me that I could and that he 
already had. I must have looked surprised because Dave just giggled and 
told me to go ahead and just pee in my diapers.

I tried to just go but it wasn’t as easy as it sounded. It took me a 
couple of minutes to relax enough to actually get a trickle to start 
flowing, but the trickle quickly became a strong flow, and I had to 
admit it felt good my diapers got wet for a few seconds and they got 
much warmer and even squishier. I thought my diapers felt even better 
than they had before. Dave smiled at me and told me he knew what I was 
feeling. I smiled back.

A little while later Aunt Hope came downstairs when she saw us sitting 
there still in our diapers she smiled at us and commented that we were 
still in our diapers. I blushed and told her that we thought that since 
she had put our diapers on us. That we thought that she would want to 
take them off of us too. Aunt Hope smiled and told us that she would 
take our diapers off of us after she had her morning coffee. She went 
into the kitchen to get her coffee. Dave looked at me and told me that 
he had been right that his mom did want to take our diapers off and 
that we were right to wait. I nodded because I thought he was right 
about that, too.

Aunt Hope came back in a few minutes with her coffee and sat down. She 
was looking at us while she started to drink her coffee. I started to 
get a little self-conscious about it and she suggested that maybe we 
didn’t mind wearing diapers so much after all. I blushed and I looked 
at Dave and he was blushing, too. Aunt Hope told us that it was okay to 
enjoy wearing our diapers, and that we didn’t need to be embarrassed 
about it and that we shouldn’t worry that she would do her best to keep 
it all just between us. I got up and hugged her and told her I loved 
her and thanked her for helping me so much with all of this. Dave 
hugged her, too, and said how he thought it was pretty great that she 
was being so cool about all of this.

When Aunt Hope had finished her coffee she told us it was time to get 
our diapers off and get our showers so we could get dressed. We both 
got up and followed her to our room. I know my diapers were really wet 
and I was sure that they would soon be leaking and I didn’t want that, 
and I was pretty sure that Dave’s diapers were in a similar condition.

Aunt Hope took my diapers off first and it was done quickly and with no 
fuss or muss. One minute I was thickly diapered and the next I wasn’t. 
I guess I must have looked a little disappointed because Aunt Hope told 
me not to worry. I would get to wear diapers again at bedtime tonight. 
I blushed and started stammering again when Aunt Hope gave me a light 
slap on my now naked butt and told me to go shower. I waited for Dave. 
He was out of diapers as quickly as I was, and he got a similar slap on 
his butt and we were both off to the bathroom to get showered. When we 
were done with our showers we went back to our room and got dressed for 
the day, just normal stuff, boxers, shorts and t-shirts. I was 
surprised to notice that I really missed my diapers. Just one night and 
part of a morning in diapers and I already missed them. For some reason 
I found this disturbing, but I don’t know why.

The rest of the day was pretty normal. We just hung out for awhile then 
we went swimming with Nathan again. Of course we didn’t tell him about 
us wearing diapers last night, but we had a fun day. In fact the next 
four days were pretty much all the same. Each night we would get 
diapered for bed and Aunt Hope would tuck us in and turn on Dave’s CD 
player so we would have some music to listen to, and then each morning 
after Aunt Hope got up and had her coffee she took our diapers off. 
Each morning I missed my diapers a little more. We kept enjoying our 
diapers more and more and we both became much more comfortable in our 
diapers, and I know because Dave and me talked about it, but we were 
both starting to feel more and more like the toddlers we looked like 
while wearing our diapers. Neither one of us seemed to mind very much. 
The second night while we were looking at ourselves in the mirror 
again. I stuck my thumb in my mouth just because I felt like such a 
baby and I was a little surprised to find that I liked sucking my 
thumb. I guess in some ways I was really becoming a baby.

The next few days were, like I said, pretty much the same. Then I guess 
it was like the fifth day since we started wearing diapers at night 
that something else happened. Dave and I were hanging out in our tree 
house and we were just sitting there talking when I suddenly felt the 
need to pee, and I mean suddenly, and strongly, but before I could even 
get up to go find a bush or anything I just started to pee, and I 
couldn’t stop it. I was just sitting there peeing my pants. Dave saw 
what was happening and wanted to know what I was doing. I told him I 
could help it. I just started peeing and couldn’t stop it no matter how 
hard I tried. I was a little scared about this wetting my bed and 
wearing diapers at night was one thing but wetting my pants was 
something else altogether. I sat there in my soaked shorts and it was 
all I could do not to cry. As much as I liked wearing my diapers to bed 
I didn’t want t have to start wearing them all the time. I didn’t know 
what was happening to me or why and I guess I was more than a little 
scared.

Dave didn’t know what to say and as scared as I was. I could tell he 
was scared, too. He finally suggested that we go to the pond and go 
swimming. He said we could rinse out my shorts and boxers and let the 
dry before we went home and that way Aunt Hope wouldn’t have to know 
about one little accident. I didn’t have a better idea so I agreed, and 
off to the pond we went. When we got there we stripped off and jumped 
in and I got my shorts and boxers rinsed out. Then hung the on a tree 
branch to dry. For the next couple of hours we had a great time 
swimming and just goofing around. Then we decided to get some sun on 
our rock.

I checked my shorts and boxers and they were mostly dry now, so I knew 
that by the time we went home I would be okay, so we just lay on the 
rock and got some sun and we just talked for awhile. Not about anything 
important and not about my wetting accident earlier. We sat up for a 
while and kept talking and suddenly Dave was peeing. It went all over 
him and all over the rock. I asked him what he was doing and he told me 
he couldn’t help it. That he didn’t even know he needed to go. Now I 
was really worried. Dave just had an accident and he couldn’t help it. 
I could tell Dave was worried, too. I didn’t know what was happening to 
us or what we could do about it. Dave was pretty upset as well. He 
jumped back in the water to wash the pee off of him and when he climbed 
back out we decided to get dressed and head for home. We were both kind 
of scared and I guess we needed to be home.

We were just walking in the house and Aunt Hope was in the kitchen 
doing something when suddenly I was peeing my pants again. This time I 
didn’t even feel the need to go. Just suddenly I was wetting my pants. 
There was no mistaking what was happening and Aunt Hope saw the whole 
thing. I was so embarrassed I blushed very red and I tried to stammer 
an explanation, but I couldn’t. I was so upset I just started to cry. 
Aunt Hope came over and hugged me and told me not to be upset that 
everything was going to be just fine. I nodded and she held me while I 
calmed down. Finally I could talk and I told her that this was the 
second accident I had today. Aunt Hope told me that it was okay that 
she understood. She said she would take care of everything. With that 
she led me up to Dave’s bedroom. I knew what she was going to do. I 
wasn’t happy about it but I didn’t have another solution so I went 
along with it with little resistance. Like I said I knew what was going 
to happen.

Aunt Hope started to undress me and I just let her. I asked her if this 
had to happen. I said I didn’t want to wear diapers all the time. She 
told me that until I could make it to the toilet again I would have to 
wear diapers all the time. I asked if I would have to poop in my 
diapers to and she told me that as long as I could get to the bathroom 
in time I could poop in the toilet that I wouldn’t have to mess in my 
diapers. I thanked her for that but I was still pretty upset about 
this. Aunt Hope had me undressed at this point and she cleaned me up 
and had me lay on the bed and then she told me that she had ordered us 
a supply of new cloth diapers and plastic pants, and that I was going 
to get to wear them now. She explained that from now on Dave and me 
would wear cloth diapers and plastic pants when we were at home. I was 
kind of surprised but didn’t say anything about it. Really, what could 
I say?

Aunt Hope got two cloth diapers out and got them ready to put on me. 
They were gleaming white and they looked very thick. Then she put them 
under my butt. I was surprised at how thick they felt and they weren’t 
even between my legs yet. Then she put the baby lotion all over my 
diaper area and I got hard again but this time I wasn’t embarrassed by 
it. Aunt Hope had seen me naked and like this too many times by now for 
me to be embarrassed by it anymore. Then she powdered me I still really 
liked the powder. Then while she was putting powder on me Dave walked 
in and sat to watch me get diapered. Aunt Hope then pulled the first 
diaper up over my stomach, and started to pin it on me. I was pretty 
surprised at how thick just one of these diapers was and how high up on 
my stomach it went. She pinned it on with three pins on each side. Then 
she pulled the second diaper up and pinned it on me again with three 
pins aside. That was like 12 pins holding these diapers on me. Then 
Aunt Hope got a pair of plastic pants ready for me. They were frosty 
white and they looked huge. She slipped them over my feet and pulled 
them up my legs, and over the mass of diapers I was wearing. She made 
sure all the cloth was tucked inside the plastic pants. When that was 
done she told me I was all set. I sat up and I was truly amazed at how 
thick this set of diapers were and I really liked how they felt. They 
were much softer and they felt so much better than the Attends. I still 
liked the Attends but these were a lot better as far as I was 
concerned.

While I was getting used to my new diapers Dave told Aunt Hope that he 
had wet himself while we were out, too. He said he was sorry for not 
saying something right away but he was scared by it and what was 
happening to us. Aunt Hope hugged him and told him that everything 
would be okay, but that he would need to be diapered as well until he 
could stay dry and make it to the bathroom in time, and with that she 
started to undress Dave. When he was naked she diapered him just like 
she had diapered me. When she was done she hugged us both again and 
said we should come downstairs soon for a snack, and she left us alone 
in our room.

Dave and I sat there looking at each other. Finally I asked him what he 
thought about our new diapers and plastic pants. He told me he really 
liked them, and that he was amazed at how thick they were. I said I 
thought they were like four times thicker than the diapers we had been 
wearing, and I was wondering what diapers we would be wearing to bed if 
Aunt Hope called these our daytime diapers. Dave wondered about that 
too. Then we got up and walked over to the closet door mirror again to 
see what we looked like. Saying we walked isn’t really very accurate. 
We waddled even more then with the Attends diapers we had been wearing. 
There was going to be no getting around the fact that in these diapers 
we were going to waddle. A lot. When I saw us in the mirror I could 
believe how much we looked like huge babies. Even more than when we had 
been wearing the Attends. Before I even knew what I was doing I had 
stuck my thumb in my mouth again and was sucking away. I looked over at 
Dave and noticed he was sucking his thumb, too. That made me grin, and 
when he noticed he grinned, too, but neither of us took our thumbs out 
of our mouths.

A few minutes later we went back over to Dave’s bed and sat down, still 
sucking our thumbs. I just didn’t want to stop. It just made me feel so 
much better, and I saw that Dave was still sucking his thumb, too, so I 
guess he must have liked it, too. We just sat there for a few minutes. 
Finally, I took my thumb out of my mouth and asked Dave if he liked 
sucking his thumb as much as I did. He just nodded. I asked him if he 
was excited down in his diaper like I was. He took his thumb out of his 
mouth. He smiled and told me he was very, very excited down in his 
diaper. I smiled and stuck my thumb back in my mouth, and with my other 
hand I started to rub the front of Dave’s diaper. Dave lay back and 
sighed. He was clearly enjoying this. I was a little nervous. We didn’t 
often do this to each other, especially in the house with Aunt Hope so 
close, but I know I was so excited I just couldn’t wait any longer. In 
no time at all Dave stiffened and groaned around the thumb he had in 
his mouth. I knew he was feeling good. He lay there for a few seconds, 
then he sat back up and started to rub the front of my diaper. I lay 
back this time and just enjoyed all the feelings coming from my 
diapers. It didn’t take me long to blow my load into my diapers. The 
feelings were incredible. I wasn’t real happy about being in diapers 
full time, but I guess there were lots worse things that could have 
happened to me and Dave.

We stayed in our room for a few more minutes and then Dave suggested we 
go down and get the snack Aunt Hope had promised us because he was 
hungry, having missed lunch. I agreed and we went down to the kitchen. 
I was still sucking my thumb. Dave stopped on the stairs. Aunt Hope was 
in the kitchen and looked over when we came in. She saw me sucking my 
thumb and smiled. I blushed and pulled my thumb out of my mouth. 
Suddenly I was very embarrassed. Aunt Hope told me not worry about it 
that she thought it was perfectly okay for me to suck my thumb if I 
wanted to. I just nodded, even more embarrassed. Aunt Hope smiled again 
and hugged me; that made me feel better. Then she told us to sit down 
at the table and we could have our snack. We sat down right away and 
Aunt Hope gave us peanut butter and jam sandwiches with a big glass of 
milk. For some reason I got the idea that it would be fun to eat my 
sandwich like a little kid would. I giggled and started eating like I 
was only 2 or three. Dave saw what I was doing and he giggled, too, and 
started eating like me. In no time we were having a lot of fun and we 
were pretty messy. Aunt Hope sat with us while we ate. She just smiled 
at our antics. She said that she should have put bibs on us because I 
had jam on my chest and stomach. Could I help it if my sandwich 
dripped?

When we were done with our sandwiches and milk Aunt Hope got a dish 
cloth and wiped our faces and hands and my chest and stomach. I giggled 
because it tickled. Then Aunt Hope gave us another glass of milk and 
some cookies and we ate them. When we finished Aunt Hope suggested we 
all go watch a movie until suppertime. This sounded like a good idea so 
we all went and Aunt Hope put a movie on. She put a Disney film on. I 
was going to suggest we watch a different movie but decided it didn’t 
really matter that much. When the movie started I snuggled with Aunt 
Hope. She had her arms around me and Dave and I put my head on her 
shoulder and soon my thumb found its way back into my mouth. Aunt Hope 
ruffled my hair with her hand and told me I was her cute little guy. I 
just smiled and sighed happily.

While we were watching the movie I felt myself peeing in my diaper. I 
hadn’t felt any need to go it just happened again and I had no control 
over it, but this time it didn’t bother me at all. I guess wearing 
diapers was a good idea because now I didn’t have to worry about having 
an accident, and no one seemed to be upset about me wearing diapers and 
I really liked my diapers, so it was okay. Everything was going to be 
just fine like Aunt Hope said.

When the movie was over Aunt Hope said she had to go get supper ready. 
I didn’t want this moment with us snuggling with her to end right now, 
but before I could say anything Dave asked if she could just stay and 
sit with us a bit longer. I guess he was enjoying this time as well as 
me. Aunt Hope smiled and told us that I guess we could order supper in 
tonight and just relax a little longer. She reached over and ordered 
pizza for supper. I smiled and thanked her then I snuggled back up with 
her. She put her arm around me and her other arm around Dave again and 
we just watched some TV.

When the pizza got there we had to get up but it was okay. By now I was 
very hungry and wanted to eat. Aunt Hope went to the door and let the 
delivery guy in. I was shocked that she would do this because he was 
looking right at me and Dave and all we were wearing was our thick 
diapers, and mine were wet, but I didn’t think you could tell that just 
from looking, but still, here was a stranger looking right at us in 
only our diapers. I looked at Dave and he was blushing as much as I 
was, so I knew he was as embarrassed as I was, but also I found that I 
sort of liked that this guy was seeing me in my diapers. I guess I was 
kind of weird.

When the pizza guy left we both got up and went to the kitchen and I 
asked Aunt Hope why she had let him with us right there in nothing but 
our diapers. Especially when she had said that no one but us would know 
about us wearing diapers. She looked at me and said that she didn’t 
think about it that she was just being polite and that she hadn’t said 
that no one know about our diapers now that we would be wearing them 
full time. She said she didn’t think we would be able to keep them a 
secret and that we didn’t know him anyway, so we really had nothing to 
worry about. She said that as long as we were honest and up front with 
people about our need for diapers she believed that most people would 
give us the benefit of the doubt, and not give us a hard time about our 
diapers. I just shrugged, not sure if she was right. It made sense, but 
only time would tell.

The pizza was really good and before too long both Dave and I were 
having a great time eating and we were telling jokes and laughing and 
just really enjoying ourselves. When we were both full we were both 
kind of messy again and Aunt Hope had to clean us up again. She didn’t 
say anything about it. She just smiled and cleaned us up. Then she told 
us to go watch some TV and she would bring us some ice cream for 
desert. We both hollered from joy and ran into the living room. We ran 
as best we could with our thick diapers on. A few minutes later Aunt 
Hope brought us each a bowl of ice cream and this time she brought each 
of us a bib. She tied the first bib around my neck and I must have 
looked confused, and she said she didn’t want us to get all messy again 
so we should wear the bibs. Since mine was already tied around my neck 
I just shrugged and waited for my ice cream. I looked at my bib and it 
had a clown holding balloons on it; I smiled. I thought it was kind of 
cool. Dave’s bib had a puppy riding a bike on it and he smiled when he 
looked at it. Then it was ice cream time and I only got a little on my 
bib. It was just a fun evening.

After we finished desert Dave and me cleaned away the bowls then we 
cleaned each other up. We left our bibs on. I don’t really know why, we 
just did. It just seemed to me that we both wanted to feel like 
toddlers for a little longer. We went back in to watch more TV with 
Aunt Hope, and she smiled when she saw that we left our bibs on. She 
told us to come over so she could check our diapers. Mine was wet but 
Aunt Hope said I didn’t need to be changed just yet, and Dave was also 
wet but not as wet as me. Well not yet, anyway.

Later Aunt Hope told us it was time to get ready for bed, so Dave and I 
went up to brush our teeth and Aunt Hope waited for us in our room. I 
knew I had wet my diapers two more times since they were checked, and 
Dave told me he had wet three times, so we were both pretty ready for a 
diaper change. When we got into our room Aunt Hope had our night 
diapers laid out on each of our beds and all the stuff she would need 
like the baby lotion and the baby powder. She changed Dave first this 
time and I was amazed at how much thicker our new night cloth diapers 
were. Aunt Hope even took one of our daytime diapers and folded it to 
use as a stuffer for our night diapers. Then she used the lotion and 
Dave got excited from this and then the powder. I was super excited 
just from watching Dave get changed. Then Aunt Hope got Dave’s plastic 
pants out and these were different from our daytime plastic pants. 
These were colored and had a design on them. Dave’s were like a see-
through yellow with teddy bears on them. I liked them. Then it was my 
turn to get changed, and it was great. The night time diapers were way, 
way thicker than our daytime diapers and they sure felt good, but I 
wasn’t sure if I would even be able to walk, they were so thick. Then 
Aunt Hope got my plastic pants out and mine were see-through blue with 
puppies and kittens on them. I thought they were great. I asked Aunt 
Hope where and when she had bought these new plastic pants and the 
bibs. She said that she got the plastic pants and bibs at the same time 
and from the same place that she got our cloth diapers she thought the 
print plastic pants would be more fun than just having all plain white 
ones and she thought we might enjoy having the bibs. I smiled and told 
her I agreed with her and I thanked her for them. She hugged me and 
told me I was welcome and that she had one more surprise for us 
tonight.

We both wanted to know what it was and she told us that from now on she 
wanted us to wear pajamas to bed. I didn’t even own any PJ’s and I told 
her that she smiled and told me that she knew that but when she bought 
our cloth diapers. Plastic pants and bibs she also bought us some new 
pajamas she got them out. They were folded up and looked like they were 
long sleeves and long legs. I asked if they would fit over these thick 
diapers. Aunt Hope smiled and told us that she bought them big enough 
to fit over our night diapers. I nodded. Then she showed us the real 
surprise she held up one pair of pajamas and let it unfold. It was a 
one piece thing with feet attached. I didn’t know what it was called, 
but I wasn’t sure I wanted to wear it. I mean we needed to wear diapers 
now and well the bibs. Well that was just playing, but this seemed 
different, and even though I have been thinking that I was just a 
toddler lately. I wasn’t, really. Was I?

Dave didn’t seem to have the same reservations that I was having. He 
looked excited about the idea of wearing those sleepers. That’s what 
Aunt Hope called them, and he asked which ones were for him. Aunt Hope 
told him he could pick. Dave picked the blue pair and they had a train 
across the front. Aunt Hope opened his sleeper and Dave stepped into it 
and Aunt Hope helped him. When it was on Aunt Hope zipped it up the 
back. The she held the purple one up for me. I didn’t know what else to 
do so I put my feet in and then I stood up and she pulled it up and 
helped me get my arms in and then when it was all in place she zipped 
it up my back. I knew I would need help to get out of it, but I wasn’t 
so worried about that. I was very surprised at how soft it felt and how 
snuggly it felt. I decided I liked my sleeper. The feet in them felt 
strange but in a good way. They were kind of like socks but not really 
the same. Aunt Hope told us to come down stairs in a few minutes and 
she would make us some hot chocolate and get us some cookies, and she 
left us alone in our room.

Dave and I stood there looking at each other for a few seconds. I moved 
over to the mirror again. Walking sure was harder with these thick 
night diapers on, but I managed. I knew I wouldn’t be getting around 
very fast in these diapers, but they felt really good. I also noticed 
that walking in the sleeper was different. It pulled in different 
places than regular clothes and I felt it all over my body. It was kind 
of cool really. Dave joined me at the mirror a couple of seconds later. 
If I thought we looked like toddlers before I was wrong. Now we looked 
like toddlers. Our diapers bulged out from our waists and the sleepers 
only made our diaper bulges even more noticeable. I started sucking on 
my thumb again, somehow I felt so much better right now. I knew I was 
still 14 but I felt like I was 2 or three I smiled. Dave was sucking 
his thumb to, and he was smiling. I think he liked all this, too.

We went downstairs and watched some TV until Aunt Hope brought us our 
hot chocolate and cookies. First though, she tied new bibs on each of 
us and then we were allowed to have our treat. We finished our treat 
and watched some more TV while Aunt Hope took our mugs and plates out 
to the kitchen. Then she came back with a wash cloth and wiped our 
faces and hands. She left our bibs on and we just lay on the floor on 
our stomachs and watched TV until Aunt Hope told us it was time to go 
to bed.

Aunt Hope took us up to our room and we each got into our own beds. The 
Aunt Hope took off our bibs, and tucked us in and gave us a kiss on the 
forehead. Then she asked us if we wanted her to read us a bedtime 
story. I thought that a story might be pretty nice but before I could 
say anything Dave told his mom that we were not babies and didn’t need 
a bedtime story. At first I was pretty disappointed but then I realized 
that Dave was right and I agreed with him. Aunt Hope saw my hesitation 
and she smiled and told us it was okay if we didn’t want a story 
tonight but if we wanted a story later all we have to do is ask. The 
she hugged us again and gave us each another kiss. Turned on the CD 
player and left our room. Dave and I talked for a few minutes. Then we 
fell asleep.

In the morning Dave woke me up he was still wearing his sleeper and of 
course his diapers. I stretched and said good morning to him. He told 
me to get up so we could go get breakfast. I didn’t even need to ask 
him if he was wet. Since we started wetting we haven’t had a dry night, 
and now I was doubting we would have anymore dry days, either. I got up 
and we went downstairs and got our breakfast. When we were done eating 
I suggested that we take our sleepers off. Of course we would have to 
take each others sleeper off because they zipped up the back, but Dave 
said no we should leave them on and wait for Aunt Hope to take them off 
of us. He said since she put them on us she had to take the off of us 
just like the diapers. I thought about that for a minute and somehow 
that seemed wrong but I couldn’t put my finger on it so I agreed with 
Dave and we went and played some video games until Aunt Hope got up and 
could see to us.

About an hour later Aunt Hope got up and came to see us. She smiled 
when she saw us and said good morning to us. I said good morning back 
and Dave said, “good morning, mommy.” Aunt Hope smiled when he said 
that I don’t think Dave even noticed that he called his mom “Mommy”, 
but I noticed. I guess there wasn’t anything wrong with it, especially 
considering how we looked now and how I was thinking of myself more and 
more. Aunt Hope went and got herself a cup of coffee while we kept 
playing.

When Aunt Hope had finished her morning coffee she told us it was time 
to get changed, so we followed her up to our room. She took both of our 
sleepers off and I was surprised to notice that I was sad at having to 
take them off. Then she changed each of us into our daytime diapers. My 
daytime diapers sure seemed thin compared to my nighttime diapers. Aunt 
Hope got out more nursery print plastic pants for us mine had clowns on 
them and Dave’s had teddy bears. I didn’t even question the daytime 
nursery prints. Then Aunt Hope put a T-shirt on each of us and they 
were pretty childish mine had a clown on the front and Dave’s had a 
teddy bear. The T-shirts didn’t reach all the way to our diapers, but I 
guessed that was how they were supposed to be. I had to admit I really 
liked mine and I could tell from the expression on Dave’s face that he 
liked his, too.

The rest of the day we stayed close to home because we needed Aunt Hope 
to change us and let us use the toilet when we needed to poop. We 
started to settle into a routine we would play or watch TV and Aunt 
Hope would check our diapers pretty often and change us when we needed 
it. The only thing that changed was that night Aunt Hope gave us a 
bath. It was pretty cool. She washed each of us from top to bottom and 
then gave us some time to play in the tub then she got us ready for 
bed. Again she asked us if we wanted a bedtime story and before Dave 
could say no, I said, “Yes, please.” Aunt Hope smiled and started 
reading us Peter Pan. She only read one chapter and then kissed us good 
night started playing the CD and turned out the lights. Dave and I 
talked and he told me he was glad his mommy read to us tonight he said 
it was really nice and it was a real good story. I agreed.

The next few days followed pretty much the same routine. I noticed I 
seemed to be almost constantly wet now and I was sure glad Aunt Hope 
was looking after me. Then I guess about four days after that Dave and 
I were playing after lunch and he suddenly stopped what he was doing 
and stood up and started to walk but then stopped. I was wondering what 
was wrong when I heard a large noisy fart come from him. I was just 
about to start laughing when I noticed that the back of his diaper was 
expanding and somehow I knew he was pooping in his diaper. He stood 
there for a couple of minutes and he kept farting and his diaper kept 
filling up with poop. He looked like he was going to cry. I asked him 
what was wrong and he told me that he had in fact just pooped in his 
diaper he said he couldn’t help it he just suddenly had to go real bad 
and he couldn’t hold it in and then it just kept coming out. He came 
back over to where I was and he sat down on the floor by me again and 
when he did he started to cry. I tried to comfort him as best I could 
but Dave was pretty upset, and soon I started to cry, too. I guess just 
because Dave’s crying was upsetting me, too.

Soon Aunt Hope came to see what was going on, and I guess she could 
smell that one of us had pooped his diaper but of course she couldn’t 
tell which one of had done it, so she asked us what was wrong and at 
first we didn’t say anything, so she checked both our diapers and when 
she found that Dave had pooped his diaper she hugged him and told him 
not to cry that she wasn’t mad at him and she would get him changed 
into some nice new clean diapers right away. Dave thanked his mommy and 
they went upstairs to take care of Dave. I sat there thinking for a few 
minutes. I wondered how long it would be before I started pooping in my 
diapers, too. I mean, whatever seemed to happen to one of us happened 
real soon to the other as well. I wondered why that was. I was still a 
little upset and these thoughts only made me more upset so I sucked 
harder on the pacifier that Aunt Hope had given me that morning. She 
gave Dave one to, and I liked it better than sucking on my thumb 
because it let me use both hands while still getting to suck on 
something. I went back to what I was thinking about and I guess it 
wouldn’t be much longer until I started pooping in my diapers, probably 
later this afternoon or this evening, but by tomorrow morning by the 
latest. I was pretty sure I didn’t want that to happen but I thought I 
wouldn’t have any choice in the matter. I sighed and just waited for 
the inevitable to happen.

Aunt Hope came back downstairs with Dave right behind her. He came back 
over to keep playing with me. I noticed that he was really sucking on 
his pacifier pretty hard. I guess he was still kind of upset. I asked 
him if he was okay and he replied that he was fine just that he was a 
little scared about what had happened. Mostly because he didn’t know 
why it happened. I said I understood and I asked him what it felt like 
when he pooped in his diaper. He told me that it felt pretty good. It 
was warm and squishy and gooey and it spread everywhere in his diaper. 
He said he started to cry because he was scared when it happened. I 
nodded and then I asked him if he liked pooping in his diaper. He said 
it wasn’t bad at all. That it felt good and he guessed it was pretty 
good. He asked me why I wanted to know so much about it and I told him 
that I didn’t think it would be very long until I started pooping in my 
diaper too. He asked me why I thought that, and I told him what I had 
been thinking about while he was getting changed. He agreed with me 
that it was likely I would be pooping my diapers very soon. I just 
nodded.

Dave asked me what I thought was happening to us. I said I wasn’t sure 
what exactly was happening but that I thought that something was 
definitely going on. I said I didn’t see how all of this could happen 
to both of us at exactly the same time and at almost exactly the same 
pace. I said it just didn’t seem reasonable that this could happen to 
both of us like this. Dave agreed and asked me what I thought was 
happening. I told him I didn’t know but that it seemed to me that 
someone or something was making us need diapers and act and think more 
like babies. Dave said that kind of made sense, but he asked who could 
be doing it to us and why. I told him I didn’t know who it could be or 
why they might be doing it. Dave asked what we could do about it. I 
told him I didn’t know what we could do about it, and I told him I 
wasn’t sure I really wanted to do anything about it. I said I wasn’t 
upset about my diapers anymore and I liked all the baby stuff, like the 
pacifiers and clothes and everything. Dave admitted that he tool liked 
all of this and that he didn’t want to go back even if it was possible. 
I nodded in agreement.

We decided to watch TV until suppertime so we went into the TV room and 
turned it on. We turned to some cartoons and enjoyed the shows. About 
an hour before supper I suddenly felt myself pooping in my diaper; I 
had no warning at all. Not like Dave who at least had enough warning to 
stand up and take a few steps. I just sat there and messed my diaper. 
Like Dave though, it was a big one and it went everywhere inside my 
diaper. I just sighed. Knowing it was bound to happen didn’t really 
lessen the shock of it actually happening. I wasn’t upset like Dave was 
though, so I could examine the feelings coming from my diaper now. Not 
only was I messy, I was also wet and while I was messing my diaper I 
was also wetting it some more. The mess was all squishy and gooey. It 
was warm and it spread around everywhere. It didn’t feel bad at all. In 
fact, it felt really good and I was definitely getting hard down there 
from all the amazing sensations coming form my diaper. Dave interrupted 
my thought when he asked me if I had just pooped my diaper. I told him 
that I had. He asked me why I wasn’t upset about it. I told him that I 
knew it was coming but that I was still surprised, but not upset by it. 
I told him that I even really enjoyed it that I really liked how my now 
very wet and messy diaper felt. Dave smiled and told me that he was 
actually looking forward to his next messy diaper because next time he 
wouldn’t be so scared by it, and that even though he had been scared 
the first time he had liked the feeling too. I smiled and nodded my 
head in agreement.

I didn’t bother going to find Aunt Hope to get her to change me. I knew 
she would check my diaper soon and until then I just wanted to enjoy 
this diaper. Dave started to complain about the smell and I laughed and 
told him that when he had messed his diaper he didn’t exactly smell 
very good, either. We both laughed then while I was waiting for Aunt 
Hope to come and check my diaper. I was so hard and I wanted to relieve 
the tension so badly. Finally, I started to rub the front of my diaper 
right there while we were watching TV. Dave noticed what I was doing so 
he came over and he moved my hand away and he took over rubbing my 
diaper. He also put his other hand between my legs near the back of my 
diaper and started mashing the poop all around. It felt so incredible I 
couldn’t stand it for very long, and all too soon I unloaded into my 
diaper totally spent. I thanked Dave for taking care of that for me. He 
just smiled and then said it was no problem.

Aunt Hope came in to check our diapers about 10 minutes before supper. 
When she walked into the room she sniffed and asked which of us had a 
messy diaper. I put my hand up and said that I did. Aunt Hope asked me 
when I had messed my diaper I told her that it had happened a little 
while ago. She asked me why I didn’t come and get her to change me. I 
told her that I knew she would come and check on my diaper before very 
long and I didn’t mind the messy diaper while I waited. Aunt Hope 
smiled at me and told me to come with her and she would get me changed 
into a nice clean dry diaper. She also told Dave to come along so he 
could be changed into a dry diaper. She took both of us up to our 
bedroom and I asked if she could change Dave first. She smiled at me 
and changed Dave. Then it was my turn, and in no time I was in clean 
dry diapers. I liked the feeling of the messy diaper but the new clean 
diaper felt very good to me.

After we were both changed we went down for supper and Aunt Hope tied 
our bibs on for us. We had a good supper it was just simple food but it 
was real good. After we finished eating Aunt Hope washed our faces and 
hands and then she cleared away the dishes, which was normally our job. 
Dave and I just looked at each other and shrugged. Thinking not having 
so many chores would be okay. We went in and watched some more TV and 
soon Aunt Hope joined us. A while later she suggested we have some 
dessert. We of course agreed, so Aunt Hope went and brought us each a 
piece of cherry pie with a scoop of ice cream. We were both still 
wearing our bibs so we were all set.

The pie was really great but I did manage to get some on my face and 
hands. I looked over at Dave and he had pie and ice cream all over his 
face and hands, too. I smiled at him and he smiled at me. I knew we 
were both having fun. After Aunt Hope cleaned us up again we just 
watched some more TV until it was time to get ready for bed.

When it was time to get ready for bed Aunt Hope took us upstairs and 
got a bath ready for us and then bathed us. This was becoming pretty 
normal but we both really enjoyed it. After our bath Aunt Hope took us 
to our bedroom and she started to diaper Dave. I watched and Dave still 
really enjoyed getting diapered, and I really enjoyed watching. When 
Dave was in his night diapers Aunt Hope put his sleeper on him, and 
then she got me ready for bed too, and I was the same as Dave. I really 
enjoyed the whole thing.

After Aunt Hope had me in my sleeper she told us to get into bed. Dave 
just jumped right into his bed, but I said that it wasn’t our bedtime 
yet it was still to early. Aunt Hope told me that she wanted us to get 
some extra sleep. That maybe if we both got a little more sleep that 
our problem might get better sooner. I didn’t really have a reply to 
that so I got into bed as well. Then Aunt Hope read us some more of 
Peter Pan. Then she put the CD player on and kissed each of us on the 
forehead and turned out the light. I fell asleep almost right away.


The next few days were all pretty much the same routine for us. We 
would get up and get ourselves some breakfast. Then when Aunt Hope got 
up she would have her coffee and then change us out of our sleepers and 
night diapers and into our day diapers and our clothes for the day. The 
only new thing really was that now our clothes were much more like what 
a baby would wear. Like Aunt Hope would put onesies and shortalls on us 
or other baby style clothes like rompers or sun suits, and lots of 
times it she would just have us wear our diapers and a T-shirt and lots 
of times she would send us out to play in the yard dressed like this.

Aunt Hope would check our diapers often during the day. Because now 
both Dave and I really needed our diapers as neither of us had any 
control over peeing or pooping anymore. We both just would wet and mess 
in our diapers without any warning now and sometimes we even woke up 
messy not just wet, but I didn’t really mind and Dave didn’t either. We 
were both really enjoying being in diapers and baby clothes.

Then every night Aunt Hope would bathe us and change us into our night 
diapers and sleepers. Then she would read to us and put Dave’s CD 
player on and kiss us good night. I forget which night it was but one 
night there was a teddy bear in my bed and I was really happy to see 
the little guy and since then he has slept with me every night and 
yesterday I brought him with me all day. Dave found a teddy bear in his 
bed, too, and he was just as happy about it as I was.

Then one day, I guess maybe like 15, since Dave and me started wetting 
our beds, we went for lunch and there were two highchairs there at the 
kitchen table waiting for us with our names on them. I looked at them 
and thought that my highchair would be fun to sit in to eat, but Dave 
seemed bothered about it until I got up in mine and Aunt Hope strapped 
me in and locked the table in place. Then she helped Dave into his and 
he smiled at me when he was all ready for his lunch.

While we were eating our lunch Aunt Hope gave us our drinks but she 
gave it to us in a baby bottle, one for each of us. I was happy when I 
got mine but again Dave was kind of bothered but he drank from his like 
I drank from mine. When we were finished lunch Aunt Hope cleaned our 
hands and faces and took our bibs off of us and let us out of our 
highchairs. Then I asked her why we had highchairs now and Aunt Hope 
told us that she just thought that we might like them. Then Dave asked 
her if there was going to be any other baby stuff coming for us. Aunt 
Hope looked at both of us for a minute and then told us that there 
would be a few more things coming but she didn’t want to tell us until 
we saw them so they would be a surprise.

After Aunt Hope had cleaned up from lunch both Dave and me needed our 
diapers changed we were both very wet and messy. This was a condition 
we were both very used to now. We did still enjoy the feelings from our 
diapers, though. When we were all clean in fresh diapers Aunt Hope left 
us in just our diapers and plastic pants and T-shirts and told us to 
outside and play for awhile. We decided to head out to our tree house 
for awhile. We didn’t go very far from home or Aunt Hope anymore. We 
were much too dependent on her to look after our needs to be very far 
away.

While we were walking to our tree house I thought it was strange how 
much things had changed for Dave and me in just like three weeks. Here 
we were, perfectly comfortable wandering around in just our diapers and 
T-shirts when not long ago wearing diapers had been the furthest thing 
from our minds. We had just about reached our tree house when I heard 
someone calling to us. I looked around and saw our friend Nathan waving 
and running towards us.

For a minute I was glad to see Nathan as we hadn’t seen him since we 
had been back in daytime diapers, but then it hit me. We were in 
diapers with no pants on over them, and Nathan was almost to us. I 
looked at Dave and he looked at me. He just shrugged as if to say. What 
can we do about it now? I couldn’t think of anything that we could do 
to avoid what was about to happen, so far the only thing we had going 
for us was that the weeds in the field here were very tall so Nathan 
hadn’t seen our diapers yet.

Finally, Nathan caught up to us and both Dave and I waited for the 
discovery of our diapers, so far only Aunt Hope and us knew but that 
was going to change any second. Nathan said hi to us and asked us where 
we had been and what we had been doing. Dave didn’t say anything and he 
looked pretty scared but I didn’t feel that scared or upset that we 
were about to be discovered in diapers. I don’t know why I felt this 
way, but I did. I told Nathan that we had been staying around the house 
lately because some stuff had come up and we kind of needed to be near 
Aunt Hope.

Finally, Nathan noticed that I was wearing thick cloth diapers and 
plastic pants. That had teddy bears on them, and for a few seconds he 
just stared at my diapers then at me then at Dave and his diapers. I 
was worried that he wouldn’t say anything, and I was worried that he 
would say something, and mostly I was worried that he wouldn’t be our 
friend anymore. Then he asked why we were wearing diapers. I looked at 
Dave and he looked at me and we were both blushing. It had been awhile 
since either of us had felt anything but good things about our diapers 
and now I know I was embarrassed. Finally, Dave said that we both had 
to wear them now because of some problems we were having. Nathan looked 
at us for a few seconds longer. Then he shrugged and told us he was 
sorry that we were having problems then he asked us what we wanted to 
do today. I was surprised that he wasn’t more upset or something about 
us wearing diapers and I asked him if he minded hanging around with us 
now that we both needed to wear diapers. He said he didn’t care and 
that he just hoped we both got better soon. Both Dave and I felt way 
better.

Nathan asked us again what we wanted to do today. We told him that we 
were going to the tree house and he said that was cool and came with 
us. While we were there he asked us a lot of questions about us being 
in diapers, like what they felt like and did we use them for 
everything, I guess all the questions someone would ask. I was really 
happy that he still wanted to be our friend. From the look on Dave’s 
face he was happy about that, too. I just hoped our other friends would 
be as understanding.

We just sat and talked about stuff, not just our diapers until it was 
time to go home for supper. By this time both Dave and I were pretty 
wet. Nathan thought that was really funny and kind of neat. Both Dave 
and I looked at each other, and I knew we were thinking the same thing 
so Dave asked Nathan if when we got back to our house and if it was 
okay with Aunt Hope and with Nathan’s mom if he wanted to stay for 
supper. I just shrugged thinking it would be a good idea and lots of 
fun. Nathan told us he would love that and he was sure his mom would 
agree.

When the three of us gat back to our house we asked Aunt Hope if Nathan 
could stay for supper. Aunt Hope asked us if we were okay with that 
idea seeing as how we had highchairs and bibs and stuff now. I looked 
at Dave and he shrugged and said that Nathan didn’t mind at all about 
our diapers so he didn’t think he would mind about the other things 
either. I nodded my head in agreement, so it was settled with a quick 
phone call to Nathan’s mom. He was staying for supper.

Nathan was a little surprised when we both got in our highchairs for 
supper but he said he thought it was kind of cool in a way, and pretty 
understandable because we had to be in diapers again anyway. He said we 
might as well have as much fun as we could with it. This made me start 
to think that maybe Nathan was kind of jealous of us and that maybe he 
wanted to be back in diapers a little.

When supper was finished and Aunt Hope had cleaned us up. She even 
washed Nathan’s face and hands. He blushed but didn’t say anything 
else. She took Dave and me up to our room to change our diapers. Dave 
told Nathan he could come up to if he wanted to. Nathan said he would 
come only if we didn’t mind. Neither of us did so he followed us up. 
Aunt Hope started with Dave, and in no time had him in clean dry 
diapers and plastic pants. Then it was my turn, and Nathan was watching 
the whole thing very intently. When I was finished being changed. Aunt 
Hope told us that we could do whatever we wanted for the next couple of 
hours. We decided to play video games for awhile.

After we had been playing video games for awhile Aunt Hope came in and 
asked us if we wanted a drink and a snack. We all said yes and I 
thought a drink and something to eat would be a great thing, so we all 
went down to the kitchen and Nathan noticed that I had wet my diapers 
pretty heavily and asked me when I had done that. I looked down at my 
diapers pretty much just realizing that I was wet and I shrugged and 
told him I didn’t know when I had wet. That now I couldn’t tell anymore 
when I even needed to go it just happened. Nathan didn’t say anything 
for awhile but he did have a real thoughtful look on his face.

Dave and I got up in our highchairs again for our snack and Nathan sat 
right next to me. Aunt Hope brought me and Dave our drinks in baby 
bottles this time. I wasn’t real sure about this new idea but Dave 
seemed happy about it. I was a little embarrassed because Nathan was 
watching us but I was thirsty so I just went ahead and drank from my 
baby bottle. Nathan had his drink in a normal glass and we had cookies 
for our snack. Ant Hope again washed all our faces and hands when we 
were finished, even Nathan’s. Again, Nathan didn’t say anything and 
this time he didn’t even blush.

When I got out of my highchair Aunt Hope checked my diaper and said 
that I needed to be changed. Dave was okay for now he was only a little 
wet. I was soaked, so I went up with Aunt Hope to our room for a diaper 
change. Nathan came with us just to watch, but I think he was pretty 
interested in the whole situation. Aunt Hope took extra time with this 
diaper change and I really enjoyed the attention. Nathan was glued to 
the action the whole time. I don’t know why, but I’m sure he wished it 
was him getting a diaper change.

When Aunt Hope was finished changing my diaper she put new plastic 
pants on me. This pair was see through yellow and had teddy bears on 
them. I liked them. Nathan did to because he was blushing when I stood 
back up. Aunt Hope told us we could go play again for a little while 
but she wanted to get us ready for bed before to much longer. On a whim 
I asked Nathan if he wanted to sleep over. He smiled and said he would 
like to if it was okay with Aunt Hope and with his mom. Aunt Hope 
smiled and said it was okay with her, so we quickly phoned Nathan’s mom 
and she said it was okay with her, too, so Nathan was staying over for 
the night.

Dave was really happy when we told him that Nathan was sleeping over. I 
am not sure exactly how Dave felt about it but I was sure relieved that 
Nathan still wanted to be our friend and accepted all the new babyish 
things in our lives. It wasn’t that much longer when Aunt Hope told us 
all that it was time to get ready for bed. Dave and I didn’t say 
anything we just got up and headed to our room, and if Nathan was at 
all surprised at how early we were getting ready for bed; he didn’t say 
anything about it.

Aunt Hope changed both mine and Dave’s diapers into our really thick 
night diapers, and plastic pants then she put our sleepers on us and 
Nathan was pretty surprised at this and asked her how come she changed 
us both again when we were barely wet and why such thick diapers and 
how come we wore sleepers to bed now. Aunt hope explained that we 
needed the extra thickness for our diapers at night and that she wanted 
us to wear pj’s to bed and the only ones that would fit properly over 
our diapers were sleepers. Nathan just nodded and didn’t say anything 
else.

We watched some TV until Aunt Hope told us it was time for bed. Then we 
all went up to our room and Aunt Hope read us some more of our story 
and tucked us each in, including Nathan, with a kiss on our foreheads. 
The she turned on Dave’s CD player and turned off the light and closed 
the door. We all talked for awhile. Nathan had a ton of questions about 
what happened to put us back in diapers and what they felt like and if 
we liked them. All kinds of stuff like that. We answered as best we 
could and of course we told him that we loved our diapers now and that 
we were glad we had them. Cause if we didn’t we would have a lot of wet 
and messy pants. Nathan just said that he could see our point.

In the morning I was really wet and pretty messy when I woke up. Dave 
was just wet. I was used to waking up messy and it didn’t bother me 
anymore at all. Dave was pretty used to it as well and this was just 
another normal morning for us now. Nathan woke up about the same time 
we did and he had not wet his bed in the night. He asked which one of 
us had messed his diaper lat night and I admitted that I had. Nathan 
smiled then we all went down and got our breakfast. This morning though 
Nathan insisted that we sit in our highchairs and he brought us our 
breakfast and even got each of us a baby bottle of milk.

Nathan started spending more and more time over at Dave’s house after 
that first night, and the next two or three days were pretty much the 
same Nathan would come over in the morning. Spend most of the day with 
us and go home just before supper, or later if he stayed to eat with 
us. Then I guess it was the third night since he first slept over. We 
asked if he could sleep over again. Aunt Hope said he could and he 
called his mom and she also said it was okay. That night after Aunt 
Hope tucked us in and started the CD player and turned out the light. 
We talked some more and Nathan told us that last night he had wet his 
bed. He made us promise not to tell anyone beause he had not wet his 
bed since he was six, and he didn’t know why he had started again now. 
Dave and I looked at each other and we both knew at that moment that 
none of this was an accident-- that all this, everything that had 
happened to us. The diapers and all the baby stuff and everything was 
on purpose. I started to think it was Aunt Hope that was doing this to 
us but I couldn’t figure out how, and I had to admit that I wasn’t all 
that upset about it. I would have to talk to Dave about this later.

In the morning I woke up first. I found that I was sucking my thumb and 
that I was extremely wet. I figured Dave was messy because I could 
smell a load from somewhere, and I heard him waking up. I asked him if 
he was messy this morning and he smiled and told me he was really 
messy. I smiled back. Just then Aunt Hope came in our room and told us 
to get up and she would fix us breakfast this morning. Then Nathan woke 
up, and I could tell something was wrong. He tried to hide from Aunt 
Hope, but he couldn’t. He had wet his sleeping bag and wet it bad. He 
tried to explain and apologize for what he had done but Aunt Hope 
smiled and told him not to be upset that everything was okay. She 
reminded him that there were two other bedwetters in the room with him, 
and that one more sure didn’t bother her at all. Nathan smiled a little 
at that and told her he was sorry again.

Aunt Hope got Nathan into the shower and took his sleeping bag to the 
laundry, then met us all in the kitchen for breakfast. She cooked us a 
great breakfast of pancakes and bacon and eggs Dave and me had juice in 
our baby bottles again and Nathan had a regular glass. During breakfast 
I messed my diaper. As was usual now, I didn’t even feel a need to go. 
I was just suddenly messing my diaper. I didn’t mind though and kind of 
enjoyed it. Nathan heard me messing and giggled. He thought it was 
pretty funny and soon we were all laughing really hard.

After breakfast Aunt Hope took all of us upstairs and she changed mine 
and Dave’s diapers. I went first and Aunt Hope took off my wet and 
dirty diapers and cleaned me all up and put new clean dry diapers on 
me. I really enjoyed having my diapers changed. Then Dave was up and I 
could tell he was really enjoying having his diapers change, too. Then 
I thought how long until Nathan was enjoying diapers as much as Dave 
and me. I looked at Nathan and I was pretty sure he was going to enjoy 
diapers as much as Dave and I did very soon.

After we were all clean and dressed. Dave and I were wearing our 
daytime diapers and plastic pants with a T-shirt and shortalls that had 
snaps in the crotch, so it would be easier for Aunt Hope to change us. 
We were told to go out and play until lunch or until we needed our 
diapers changed. We smiled and thanked her and we headed out to our 
tree house, so we could just talk and hang out together. When we got to 
the tree house we just sat around for awhile enjoying the company 
without saying very much. Then Nathan asked if this is how it started 
with us, like first bedwetting or what. I nodded and said that was 
exactly how it started with us first we both started wetting the bed 
then a few days later we both started wetting our pants and then 
finally messing our diapers as well. Then the baby stuff just kind of 
naturally happened. I told him I thought we would be seeing more baby 
stuff soon, too. Nathan just nodded and asked why we thought this was 
happening. Dave then told him about my idea that none of this was an 
accident. That this was happening on purpose and that it was being done 
to us by someone. I then told both of them that I thought it was Aunt 
Hope. They didn’t disagree with me but none of us could figure out how 
she was doing it. I made a mental note to ask her sometime real soon.

We talked for a good couple of hours and I was getting pretty wet again 
and I guess so was Dave so I suggested we head back to the house so we 
could be changed again. On the way Nathan wet his pants. He was just as 
scared as we had been when Dave and I had first wet our pants, but 
there was nothing he could do about it. I knew exactly how he felt.

When we got home Aunt Hope noticed Nathan’s wet pants and she hugged 
him and told him not to worry. She told him that she had been talking 
to his mom and she was very understanding about what was happening and 
that since he had wet his pants he too now needed to be in diapers 
until he could stay dry and make it to the toilet. I was beginning to 
think that was going to be never, but I didn’t say anything.

Aunt Hope took all three of us upstairs and changed Dave’s and my 
diapers then she took off Nathan's wet pants and underwear and diapered 
him. It was pretty clear that Nathan was enjoying getting diapered and 
wasn’t that upset about it anymore. When he was all diapered and in a 
new pair of shortalls Aunt Hope hugged each of us and sent us back out 
to play. Nathan was pretty nervous about going outside in diapers and 
shortalls. We both assured him we understood how he felt but that he 
couldn’t hide his whole life just because he was in diapers again now.

We just sat around in our backyard until Aunt Hope called us for lunch. 
Nathan was worried about what his mom would say when she saw him in 
diapers like this. I knew how he felt I didn’t know what my own parents 
would say when they came home from their trip and found me back in 
diapers and basically a big baby again, but at least we had each other 
to talk to about this stuff, and of course we had Aunt Hope.

Aunt Hope finally called us in for lunch and I was really glad she did 
because I was starved. Dave and I sat in our highchairs again and 
Nathan sat beside us this time Aunt Hope put bibs on all three of us 
and Nathan just grinned when he got his. I was pretty sure he was going 
to fit right in with me and dad as big babies. When we were finished 
lunch Aunt Hope cleaned us all up and then told us to go watch a movie 
for awhile, so that’s just what we did. While we were watching the 
movie Nathan wet himself again and he smiled when he did it. I asked 
him if he liked how it felt and he just nodded. I smiled because I 
liked it, too.

Just after the movie finished we were wondering if Aunt Hope would come 
change us. When we heard the back door open and someone come in and 
talk to Aunt Hope. Nathan paled. We all knew why. It was his mom. She 
had come over and Nathan was sitting here with us in a very wet diaper 
and baby style shortall. I told him not to worry because none of this 
was his or our fault, that this was happening on purpose. He just 
nodded but still looked pretty scared. After all we didn’t know for 
sure that this was happening on purpose that’s just what we thought.

Before we could do much else Nathan's mom came into the TV room and 
smile when she saw the three of us. She told us how cute we all looked. 
Nathan asked her if she was mad at him. She assured him that she wasn’t 
mad at all, and she hoped that he wasn’t to upset about his needing to 
be back in diapers. She told him not to worry about anything that she 
would take care of everything. Then she hugged him and suggested they 
head home. Nathan sighed in relief and smiled at her and said thanks to 
us and said he would talk to us soon. We both told him we would see him 
soon as well.

Aunt Hope continued to look after Dave and me for the next few days. We 
didn’t see Nathan for about a week but in that time my guess proved 
right. More baby stuff showed up. We both now slept in cribs and we had 
a playpen in the TV room and one outside in the backyard. There were 
car seats in Aunt Hope’s van for us and we wore baby-style clothes all 
the time. We drank from baby bottles and nothing else. More often than 
not now Aunt Hope fed us our meals. We could still do many of these 
things on our own but it seemed more natural now to let Aunt Hope do it 
for us. She even had huge strollers for us now. I wasn’t sure how all 
this happened or why it had all happened. I still knew I was really 14 
but I felt like I was just a two year old baby and I really liked the 
whole thing.

When we saw Nathan again it was because Aunt Hope set up a play date 
for us with him. When he came over he was just like us now, a two-year-
old baby in a 14-year-old body. We all had a great time and we all 
loved our new baby lives and none of us wanted anything to change. I 
still had to ask Aunt Hope about my theory about how this had happened, 
but it didn’t really matter how it happened I was happy about it and 
honestly didn’t want a thing to change.

About two days later Aunt Hope was changing my diapers on the new 
change table that showed up in our room one day. When I went ahead and 
asked her. I asked her if she knew how and why this had happened to us. 
She asked me what I meant, so I explained how I thought that none of 
this was an accident that it was a plan. That someone did this to us on 
purpose, and I was just wondering if she knew anything about it. I told 
her I wasn’t upset about this happening. That in fact I was really 
happy that it had happened because I really enjoyed my diapers and 
everything. Aunt Hope looked at me and smiled and asked if I could keep 
a secret. I nodded and she said that I was exactly right. None of this 
was an accident, that my parents and her had been planning this for 
months. That they wanted their baby boys back and that she was very 
happy with how things had turned out. She explained that they felt we 
were growing up a little too fast and they wanted to slow things down a 
little, and even turn things back a bit, so they found a place that 
made them a custom hypnotic subliminal CD series that would put us back 
in diapers full time and make us babies for the most part again.

I smiled and thanked her for what she did to us. I asked when my 
parents would be home and she said they would be around to pick me up 
later today. I asked if I would still be a baby when I went home and 
she told me that my room looked almost identical to Dave’s now and that 
I would be a baby boy for a long time to come. I hugged her when she 
finished changing my diapers.

About an hour later my mommy and daddy walked into the TV room where 
Dave and I were watching TV. I was surprised and a little worried that 
they might be upset about all of this but my mommy came over and hugged 
me and said how happy she was to see me. My daddy was smiling to so I 
guessed everything was going to be okay. I told my mommy and daddy how 
glad I was to see them. My mommy asked me if I needed to be changed 
yet. I told my mommy that I was okay for now because Aunt Hope had 
changed me just a little while ago. Mommy said that was good but that 
she was looking forward to changing her baby boy real soon. I smiled I 
was looking forward to that, too. Then my daddy suggested we go home 
and they each took one of my hands and lead me out to our van. In the 
way Aunt Hope handed mommy a bag of my things and most important my 
teddy bear was in there. I smiled, and I said bye to Dave and thanked 
him for having me over for the best summer ever.