Brian's Dilemma

	Brian is a 10 year-old-boy, but very small for his age. He has 
short blonde hair and soft, brown eyes. Brian does not know his real 
father because his mother got divorced before he was born. His sister, 
Sarah, five years older than Brian, told him that he was an alcoholic 
drinking whiskey and vodka the whole time.
	Since he accomplished toilet training Brian had often had 
accidents in bed, although the doctors could not find a reason for his 
wetting.
	In the first day of the holidays Brian woke up in a wet bed with 
wet pajamas. With a desperate look he got out of his bed and touched 
the wet area on his trousers. Since this was not his first accident 
Brian knew what to do. He sat down on his bed and waited for his mother 
to come into his room. After two minutes the door opened and his mother 
Linda stepped in.
	"Oh honey, did you wet the bed again?" she asked with kind of 
pity for her son.
	Brian just nodded his head and stood up from bed. Linda took off 
the wet sheet and his wet trousers to put them into the laundry.
	"Don't worry, honey. Come down and join your sister."
	Brian ran downstairs and began to eat breakfast, while his mother 
took care of his wet sheets.
	In the afternoon Brian played with some of his toys in the living 
room, when his sister stepped silently behind him. She carried a little 
glass of cold water, and with a quick movement she spilled the water 
over Brian's trousers.
	Brian jumped up and turned his face to his sister.
	"You did this on purpose!" he cried.
	"No, I did not. You just wetted your pants again, babybro!" she 
said laughing.
	Brian tried to punch her, but his five-years-older sister was 
much stronger than him. She grabbed his ankles and forced Brian on the 
ground while she gave him a hard smack on his bottom. Then she let him 
free and ran into the bathroom, where she locked the door.
	Brian got up from the floor and immediately ran to the bathroom 
door. But of course it was locked and his sister was laughing all the 
time. The boy was so angry he did not know what to do, so he ran into 
his sister's room and peed on her schoolbooks. Then he went back into 
his room and continued to play with his toys.
	After ten minutes Sarah came into his room and showed him her 
destroyed schoolbooks.
	"You've peed on my books, you brat!" she cried and attacked Brian 
with her fists.
	The boy tried to defend himself and the both brawled on the floor 
for about two minutes. Suddenly Linda came into the room and shouted at 
them to stop.
	"But mom, he has peed on my books!" Sarah cried.
	"You have what?" his mother shouted.
	"But mom, she..."
	"I don't want to hear anything about this, young man. Who do you 
think you are? You wet your bed nearly every day and now you start to 
pee on the books of your sister. I see you cannot act your age, but 
like a little two year old boy. And if you behave that way all the 
time, your sister and me shall treat you like one."
	Before Brian could really understand what his mother had told 
him, she grabbed him and pulled his trousers and underpants down. Then 
she put him over her lap and started to give him a hard spanking. Soon 
Brian bawled and pleaded his mother to stop. Linda eventually stopped 
spanking him and let him down her lap. Then she told him to stand in 
the corner with his nose to the wall.
	"You are in charge of him, Sarah. He is not allowed to move, 
understand? I'll be back in a few minutes."
	Brian heard his mother driving away while he was still sobbing 
and rubbing his burning cheeks. Sarah was shocked because she never had 
seen her mother so angry and Linda had never spanked one of her two 
children. Sarah sat on her bed and watched her brother, who really did 
not try to move.
	After one hour his mother came back into the room with a large 
box in her hand.
	"Brian, lay down on the floor on your back," she ordered.
	The frightened boy lay down on the floor, aware of what was 
coming.
	Now he saw what was written on the box: "Pampers size 6".
	"Mom, you can't be serious. I don't want to wear diapers!" Brian 
cried.
	Instead of an answer his mother pulled out some baby oil and 
powder. She opened the package and pulled out one of the baby diapers. 
Brian, now certain that his mother was serious, tried to get away, but 
his mother put a hand on his chest and held him down. Brian squirmed 
around and again started to get away until his mother said to his 
sister that she should bring the handcuffs in the package.
	Sarah pulled them out and looked at her mother.
	"Help me to fix his hands with them on his back. I hope he will 
then calm down. I hold his hands down and you tie him up."
	Brian now tried to struggle even more, but his mother rolled him 
on his tummy and forced his hands on his back together, until Sarah 
could close the handcuffs over his angles. After his arms were fixed 
Linda rolled him again on his back and put a hand on his chest to hold 
him down.
	"Brian, now calm down. You peed on the books of your sister and 
now you receive a punishment. It is only fair. Now calm down and relax. 
There, very good. That is my baby."
	After Brian gave up his resistance Linda could easily powder him 
up and then raise his legs high up in the air. With one hand she held 
his legs and with the other she slid the diaper under him. Then she let 
his legs back on the floor and carefully spread them apart. Then she 
put the diaper on his crotch and penis and taped it up. Brian looked 
now exactly like a four year old boy who never has accomplished toilet 
training. On the front of the diaper were some baby motifs like Mickey 
and Minnie Mouse and some toys.
	"Does our baby not look beautiful?" asked Linda
	"Oh yes," replied Sarah. She just began to get fun out of her 
brother's punishment.
	"Okay Brian, some rules: for the next two weeks of your holidays 
you will be a two year old boy. That means you will sleep in a crib, 
eat baby food and you will only drink warm milk from a baby bottle. Of 
course your sister and me will feed you and put you to sleep. And you 
will use the diaper like a baby does for wetting and messing. You are 
also not allowed to speak in grownup speech. Every time you want 
something just start to cry and Sarah or me will check your diaper or 
give you something to drink or put you to sleep. Of course you are not 
allowed to play with your toys. I'll buy you some baby toys tomorrow 
and a bigger crib, because I don't think we can use your old one. But I 
think your changing table should do nicely. And now it is time to go to 
sleep, little baby. I fear you have to sleep with the handcuffs, 
because I don't think I can trust you to leave your diaper on."
	"But mom, I..."
	"Hush, darling. You know that you must not use grownup speech. A 
baby also cannot say what it wants. Now be quiet honey and I carry you 
to your room."
	Linda picked him up with little effort and carried him to his 
room, where she put him to bed and tucked him in. Sarah came in and 
kissed him on the forehead.
	"Good night, baby brother," she said with a smile.
	After his sister left Linda kissed her son too and said:

	"Don't worry, Brian. I do it just for your best, my little baby. 
Just follow the rules and in two weeks you will be out of diapers. But 
if you break one of these rules, your diaper punishment will be 
extended and you will receive another spanking."

	After that she put out the light and left. Brian tried to find a 
comfortable position, but with his hands tied on his back he could 
barely lie. After one hour of soft crying he fall asleep.

Part 2

When Brian woke up he felt a terrible pain in his arms, because of the 
handcuffs. When he slept he didn't feel anything, but now he realized 
the pain and suddenly remembered his situation. Brian got completely 
overwhelmed by his feelings and started to sob and soon to cry. After 
one minute the door opened and his mother came in. She picked him up 
and stroked over his head, while she made soothing tones.
	"Shh, honey. Calm down. Mommy's here now. She'll take care of her 
little baby. Calm down. Yes... good. That's my baby. Are you wet, 
darling?"
	She placed him down on the floor, but didn't think of taking his 
handcuffs off. Then she put her finger in the crotch of his diaper and 
felt if Brian had wet himself.
	"Darling you are completely soaked. C'mon I'll change your diaper 
fast."
	She untaped his diaper and put his feet high in the air while she 
put the Pampers away and started cleaning Brian's butt and penis with 
some baby wipes, also from Pampers. After Linda had finished she put 
some baby powder and oil on Brian and pulled a new diaper out of the 
box. When Brian saw the disposable he again tried to rebel against his 
punishment.
	"Mom, please! Why do I have to wear these diapers. I'm sorry for 
peeing on my sister's books. But please... I was the whole night in 
these terrible handcuffs and this diaper. I eventually wet myself. 
Please leave me alone now... I'm so sorry."
	"No Brian, I don't think I should do this. Look, you wet your bed 
nearly every night and you really became a brat sometimes. I need to 
remember you that I am in charge of you and have complete control over 
you, if I want. I just want to help you and I think this punishment is 
just adequate for your behaving in the last weeks. But now... this was 
the last time I heard you speaking in adult speech. For the next two 
weeks you will be a baby, and babies cannot speak. If you break this 
rule one time more you'll receive another spanking. Understood?"
	Brian just nodded his head.
	"Good!" his mom gave him a friendly smile. "Then I'll put this 
Pampers now on you and then you'll get some breakfast."
	She raised his legs in the air and hold them with one hand, while 
she put the diaper under his bottom. She led his legs down again and 
taped the diaper up.
	"Now I don't want to keep these handcuffs the whole time on 
you... Can I trust you not to take your diapers of. And to do nothing 
with your hands except what a two-year-old would do?"
	Again Brian just nodded. His mother pulled a little key out and 
opened his handcuffs. Then she picked him up and went down to the 
kitchen where his sister already waited with some baby meal and a 
bottle full of warm milk. His old highchair stood near the table and 
his mother sat him down there and tucked him in.
	Then she served him the meal. Afterwards she said:
	"Sarah, you are in charge of him. You heard the rules, after he 
has to live the next two weeks and I want you to look after him. I've 
already purchased a playpen and some toys for our baby. He is only 
allowed to watch half an hour TV, not more. A baby should not watch so 
much. Give him one meal and three bottles full of milk until I come 
home from work. At two o'clock you will put him to bed and don't forget 
to put the handcuffs on him. You can wake him at four o'clock because a 
baby needs much sleep. Don't worry Brian. Today you will have to sleep 
the last time in handcuffs, because I've already purchased your new 
crib and it should be here in the afternoon. Sarah I'll leave you some 
money. Give it to the men for installing this crib. And don't invite 
any friends. I don't want to destroy Brian's whole life because 
everybody will know he wears diapers. Good bye."
	"Bye."
	"Bye."
	"BRIAN!" his mom shouted.
	"Oh... sorry."
	Then his mom left and his sister looked stern into Brian's face.
	"Do you want to watch now your half an hour TV or later and I put 
you immediately in your playpen. Oh I forgot you are not allowed to 
speak. Well... I assume I let you later watch Barney or something like 
that, because like now I think I'll watch something in TV. Ok, c'mon. 
I'll put you in your playpen."
	Sarah picked Brian up and hurried into the living room. In the 
right corner stood a baby - playpen and Sarah sat him down and locked 
the door. It would have been easy for him to get out, but she gave him 
a stern look and so he decided to stay in his little prison.
	For the first time he took now a closer look on his diapers. On 
the front there was a Mickey Mouse playing with a toy train and some 
blue balloons. On the back of his diapers were some yellow balloons and 
two blue dancing elephants. The tapes were in blue tone. On each side 
was just one tape, because the boy really fitted in the biggest size of 
baby diapers.
	After ten minutes Brian got very bored because all he had were 
some stuffed animals and nothing more. But suddenly he felt an 
extremely pressure on his bladder. He tried to suppress it, but after 
half an hour he again felt this pressure more intensively. He again 
could manage to suppress it, but twenty minutes later he could barely 
help it anymore. He rolled on his tummy and on his back just to prevent 
himself from wetting his diaper. Suddenly his sister Sarah stood up 
from the couch to look after him and of course understood immediately 
what he tried to prevent.
	"Baby Brian needs to go pee-pee, huh? But why don't you go, baby 
brother? You have your diapers to pee. Humm... I think I should help 
you. I understand it's not so easy to be a baby from one day to 
another."
	Brian did expect now his sister to take his diaper of, but she 
didn't think of that. She picked her little brother up and carried him 
to the couch. She sat down and put him on her lap with his head resting 
on her shoulder.
	"Now relax and calm down, baby," she said.
	Brian tried to struggle and to get away first, but she held him 
in a firmly grip and suddenly began to message his naked tummy. Brian 
wore nothing except his Pampers because it got very hot that day and it 
even got much more hot in his diaper. After two minutes of struggling 
he gave up and just concentrated of not peeing himself, when he sits on 
the lap of his sister.
	But Sarah did not stop to make a soft pressure on his tummy and 
suddenly he could not hold it anymore and started to wet himself. He 
felt the pee splashing in his diaper and Sarah seemed to feel it too 
because her smile got bigger.
	"Yes baby, that's good. C'mon... yes very good."
	After he finished Brian could just look to the floor with burning 
cheeks from the embarrassment of wetting himself right in front of his 
sister.
	"C'mon baby Brian. Don't be embarrassed. Babies do that kind of 
thing. While I gave you your bottle for breakfast Mom has already 
transferred your old changing table from the cellar to your room. And I 
think I've got a little surprise for you too."
	Then she again picked him up and carried him to his room. She 
laid him down on the changing table and opened his diapers. She pulled 
it away from him and put it in the waste bin. Afterwards she cleaned 
Brian with baby wipes and powdered him again. Under the table top of 
the changing table there were some shelves in which Linda had already 
put some Pampers so the two women could get them easier when they were 
diapering Brian. The box with the remaining disposable diapers stood in 
a corner of his room. A little reminder for Brian in which situation he 
was now.
	When Sarah spread Brian's feed apart in order to pull the diaper 
up, the boy again began to sob. But this time his sister didn't care 
about that but taped the Pampers up and patted him on his diapered 
butt.
	"Okay Brian, I told you I have something for my little baby 
brother before I lock him again into his playpen."
	With these words she pulled a pacifier out of Brian's changing 
table and popped it into his mouth.
	"It's just to keep your little mouth shut... when you ever dare 
to speak."
	Then she again locked him in his playpen and went to watch TV.
	For lunch Sarah just made him a bottle of warm milk and fed him 
while she was watching TV. She looked forward for the night, because 
she could not wait to go out with her friends and her mother will have 
to look after the baby.
	Sarah just didn't want to look after her brother in the moment 
and so decided to put him to bed.
	"C'mon," she said after he had finished his bottle. "It's time 
for your nap."
	"But mom said I just have to go sleeping at 2 o'clock."
	"Mom's not here. And you are not allowed to speak grown-up 
speech. If you don't like to go to bed then start to cry, but I can you 
tell that: I won't listen. Now come on."
	This time she did not carry Brian but dragged him by one hand to 
his room. When they got there she told him that it was too hot for his 
pajamas and she would let him sleep in just his diapers. Brian tried to 
talk back, but she hushed him with a stern look and pulled the 
handcuffs out of his changing table.
	"Come here and turn around, so I can make you ready for bed," she 
said bored.
	Brian now was fed up. He hated it yesterday, when his mother put 
them on his joints and he even let his sister diaper him, but he cannot 
let her tie him up with handcuffs.
	"I hate you!" he cried and ran into the bathroom, where he locked 
the door.
	His sister ran after him, but Sarah was too late. She tried to 
calm him down and told him that he would not have to wear the handcuffs 
to bed, but he didn't listen. He sat there and waited five hours his 
face buried in his hands until his mother came home.
	He heard his sister talking to his mother and then Sarah left the 
house to go out with her friends. After one minute Linda knocked at the 
door and asked from Brian to come out immediately. In this five hours 
he had taken his diaper off and had peed two times in the toilet. He 
thought that Sarah might have heard the flushing and now told this 
their mother. So he sat and didn't dare to move.
	"Brian please come out. I'm tired of standing here. One day you 
will have to come out. If you don't come out of the toilet in the next 
ten minutes your situation will get worse... I promise."
	Brian now did not know what to do. Maybe his mother did not know, 
that he took his diaper off and used the toilet. Maybe his sister 
hadn't told her or maybe Sarah didn't know, too. So he tried to retape 
the diaper for his own and he thought he did a good job. When he opened 
the door his mother stood there and looked very sad in his eyes.
	"Brian, I hoped you would understand. I really hoped..."
	"But mom..."
	"No! I don't want to hear any excuses from you. I know this 
punishment is very harsh, but you need and deserve it. You must learn 
to obey someone, like your sister or me and this day you showed that 
you have much to learn the next two weeks. Very well. I also heard you 
broke some rules: You back-talked to your sister and used adult speech. 
When she tried to put you to bed a little bit earlier because she was 
tired of you and your unacceptable behaving you locked her out of the 
bathroom. And you used the toilet two times and now you try to hide 
this fact. But you have diapered yourself in the wrong way. Did you not 
look this day on your diaper? The baby motifs are in front of the 
diaper and some are on the butt and you've taped your diaper in the 
wrong way."
	Brian looked in shock on his diaper and really: the two dancing 
elephants, which he had always on his butt were now in the front and 
Mickey Mouse was now on the other side. His mother shook his head 
before she picked him up and carried him to his room.
	"I hope after this spanking you will listen." she said.
	Then she placed him over her lap and untaped the wrong taped 
Pampers. Then she gave him sixty very hard smacks on his bottom, until 
Brian was crying and pleading his mother to stop. She carried him to 
his changing table and laid him down. When she pulled his legs in the 
air Linda gave him to playful smacks, but they also caused Brian to 
whimper. Brian was crying very hard from the spanking but he felt when 
his mother shoved something into his butt before she taped the diaper 
up.
	"Brian you may think this was your punishment, but I can tell you 
tonight you won't have a good sleep, darling. But believe me... 
Tomorrow you will behave very good and there will be no more need for 
the handcuffs and this type of discipline."
	"So you mean I don't have to wear Pampers anymore?"
	"Silly! No darling. This is just a punishment in your punishment 
although you cannot feel it right now. But believe me... you will feel 
it. And tomorrow you will be a very good baby. C'mon put your hands 
together."
	"But the crib is here. You told me..."
	"Hush, baby. Don't talk in grownup speech." She gave him a soft 
slap in his face. Brian whimpered again, but stayed calm.
	"Good. Now that was before you misbehaved in such a terrible way. 
I know it's hard for you to let sister do with you whatever she wants, 
but you have to learn that. You've been such a brat in the last weeks. 
But after these two weeks you will behave very good and we will never 
have problems disciplining you. But this was the last thing I explained 
to you... babies don't understand every time what their mother says... 
Understood?"
	He nodded with tears in his eyes and turned around while he put 
his arms on his back together. This time his mother closed the 
handcuffs very firm and Brian whimpered again, nearly beginning to sob 
because of the pain.
	But Linda didn't care. She has purchased the biggest crib from 
the baby store and luckily Brian fitted very good in the crib, when she 
put him in. The bars were very high, Linda assumed they would nearly go 
to his chest and without his hands there was no way to escape. And she 
doubted that Brian could get out of this crib even when he could use 
his hands, because he had to pull himself out and she knew he was very 
weak and did not stand much pain. He could never get out of his little 
prison.
	Linda stroked his head, like she did it a hundred times before, 
when Brian really was a baby and switched on the new purchased baby 
phone. Should her son really try to get out of his crib she would hear 
it and then prevent him from leaving his bed. She closed the door while 
she thought of his punishment. She hated it to punish her children, but 
sometimes they needed it. Sarah became very rude in the last weeks and 
it was very unfair from her to try to put her brother to bed earlier. 
Of course it should be a punishment for Brian and therefore Linda 
didn't help him, but she would talk about this matter with Sarah later. 
When she turned on the TV she could already hear Brian's farts and his 
groans.

Part 3

	The night was a complete nightmare for Brian. After his mother 
Linda had left him in his crib the boy did not know what was coming for 
him. He tried to go to sleep, but with his hands tied on his back it 
was very difficult for Brian to find a comfortable position.
	After ten minutes his stomach began to hurt a lot and cramps 
started to spray over his whole tummy. Brian groaned painfully and 
tried to suppress the pressure on his bowels, but he could not fight it 
very long. After ten minutes he began to fart and the cramps became 
more painfully until Brian lost control and very soft poop filled his 
diaper. Brian did not know what to do and immediately started to cry, 
but the cramps in his tummy even stronger. Ten minutes later he again 
pooped in his Pampers and the diaper began to get very big. On the butt 
where the elephants danced Brian could already see some poop shining 
through the diaper.
	Desperate, Brian rolled on his tummy and tried to avoid lying on 
his butt, but in this position the cramps got so heavy he could not 
stand it. Brian turned around but tried to raise his butt in the air 
that he did not have to lie on it. He could manage to hold this 
position two minutes but suddenly another wave of cramps pressed out 
some soft poop and caught Brian by surprise. The boy let go off and his 
butt landed on the bed. With a strange sound the already soft poop 
sprayed over his whole crotch, butt and penis. Brian thought the tapes 
would tear and then the poop would spray over his whole bed, but the 
tapes held his Pampers together and showed no sign of wear.
	In the next hour Brian suffered much from the terrible cramps and 
pooped two times more in his diaper until the laxative stopped it's 
effect or Brian had no more poop in his body.
	Brian thought he could manage to go to sleep now, but then he 
noticed the terrible smell coming from his diaper. The whole room 
already smelled like the source and Brian could not stand this smell. 
He tried to breath through his mouth until he suddenly felt a strange 
pain from his butt.
	"Oh no..." the poor boy thought.
	The pain increased very fast, a horrible burning on his skin. 
Brian knew that he would get a diaper rash if he would not do anything 
in the next minutes. But he had to much fear of his mother and her 
punishments and thus he decided to leave his diaper untouched and tried 
to go to sleep. With the handcuffs it would be impossible to get the 
Pampers of anyway.
	On the next morning Linda woke up she went down to kitchen, where 
Sarah already waited with breakfast. Her daughter sat on the table and 
looked at her.
	"Mom, I heard Brian cry nearly the whole night. What did you do?" 
she asked.
	"I gave him a laxative."
	"Mom, that is to much for him to bear. My god; we treat him like 
a baby and expect from him to pee in baby diapers. We feed him with a 
bottle and the last days he only got baby food. You cannot be serious 
about having him poop in his diapers, can you?"
	"Yes, Sarah, I am, look... I know you feel sorry for your 
brother, but he really needs this punishment. In the last months he was 
a real brat and I don't think a mother should just sit there and see 
how her son gets worse. After this punishment he will again obey... you 
and me. And that's good for him, because he is just ten years old and 
at this age he cannot do whatever he wants. There are consequences and 
he has to learn this lesson. So I must ask you... If you really love 
your brother: please baby-sit today again. Be very strict and stern and 
do not let him fun. He should suffer from his punishment. I'll pay you 
for the lost weeks of your holidays."
	"Okay mom, but I don't want any money. I'll do it, because you 
say it is the best for Brian and I believe you. I don't want to earn 
any money, for helping disciplining my brother."
	"Thank you." Linda said, gave Sarah a hug and kissed her. "I know 
you would understand."
	The two women ate their breakfast, when they suddenly heard Brian 
starting to cry. The baby phone was the whole switched on, because 
Linda had forgotten to turn it off. She went upstairs to Brian's room 
and opened the door.
	The smell was just horrible and in that moment she told herself 
that she cannot let Brian sleep in that smell anymore. She hoped the 
smell would be out of his room at afternoon, when Sarah would put him 
into his crib for his nap.
	"Good morning, honey. Did you have a nice sleep." She put a 
finger on his diaper and then said with a smile:
	"Oh... somebody has a big surprise for mommy."
	Brian wanted to open his mouth, but Linda immediately put a 
finger on his mouth.
	"Good baby... don't speak you know."
	She gave him a little playful smack on his diapered butt causing 
Brian to whimper.
	"Oh honey, what's the matter? Ah I think I know. You got a little 
diaper rash, don't you? Your sister will bath you and that should give 
your poor butt a little rest."
	Then she picked him up and carried him to his changing table. She 
opened the diaper and threw it into the waste bin. Linda nearly needed 
twenty baby wipes to clean Brian up, and the boy was crying the whole 
time. Linda was very much surprised, when she saw Brian's butt. The 
skin was on his crotch and butt completely eaten up and she wondered 
how her baby could sleep with such a diaper rash. She fast put some 
rash cream on his butt and then pulled a new Pampers out of the 
sleeves.
	"No mommy, please... I don't want another didee."
	"Yes, honey... That's good. Was it so difficult to speak in baby 
language? No. Now c'mon. Babies need their diapers. Even when they have 
a rash they have to be diapered. And don't forget: If you would have 
been cooperative from the beginning, you would not have a rash."
	With that she raised his feet high up in the air and slit the 
diaper under his butt. She taped it up and rolled Brian on his tummy, 
where she opened his handcuffs.
	"I hope we don't need them anymore."
	Then she picked Brian up and carried him to the kitchen with just 
his diaper on.
	"Sarah I have to go now. Feed the baby and then bathe him. He has 
got a terrible diaper rash and his skin needs some rest. But don't let 
him on the toilet or anything. After the bath immediately diaper him 
and put Brian in his playpen. Send him for his nap at twelve o'clock 
after he got his bottle for lunch. I think our baby did not get much 
sleep this night."
	Sarah just nodded her head and said:
	"Good bye mom."
	"Bye." Linda kissed Brian on his forehead: "Good bye, honey"
	After Linda had left Sarah took the baby bottle with the warm 
milk and shook it a bit. Then she picked Brian up and went to the couch 
where she sat down and put her baby brother on her lap with his head 
resting on her shoulder.
	Again Brian showed resistance, because he did not like milk, but 
Sarah penetrated his lips with the nipple of the baby bottle and held 
Brian's nose until he gasped for air. She fast pulled the nipple into 
his mouth and held the bottle, waiting for Brian to start to drink. The 
boy now saw no other option as to drink the warm milk. Sarah helped 
him, by squeezing the baby bottle a little, but waited until he has 
completed his breakfast. Then she carried him upstairs to the bathroom.
	"Okay, baby, I hope you can behave today. Otherwise I'll put you 
in handcuffs and let you sleep in your crib the whole day."
	She laid him down on the floor and opened his Pampers. Seeing the 
disposable being dry she laid it on a closet and began to fill the tube 
with water.
	Brian had to step into the warm water and Sarah began to wash her 
brother even in his private parts. Then minutes later she helped him 
out of the tube and dried him with a towel. Then she again laid him 
down on the floor and took the Pampers out of the closet. She raised 
his legs in the air and slid the diaper under him. Now she got a closer 
look on his terrible rash. She taped the diaper up and looked at Brian.
	"I'm sorry, brother." she said sad.
	Then she ran her finger over the tapes and the baby motifs on his 
Pampers.
	"But you look so cute in these baby diapers... I can't help it." 
she said smiling.
	She helped him up and gave him a smack on his butt.
	"These elephants on your butt, the Mickey Mouse on the front, and 
the balloons, especially the yellow ones make you look really like a 
baby. Ohh you are so cute honey, I cannot tell you how fond I am of you 
in Pampers." she said and gave her brother a firm hug.
	"Now c'mon. I'll lock you in your playpen... I bet you cannot 
await, playing with your toys, can you?

Part 4

	After Sarah had put Brian into his playpen she went into the
kitchen and prepared a bottle full of warm milk for her brother. She
did not feed him this time, but just passed him the bottle and told him
to drink all the milk.
	Brian got very bored in his playpen, because there were only
cuddly toys and Brian hated to play with them. It seemed an eternity
had passed, when Sarah got him put of his playpen and carried him into
the kitchen. She buckled him into his high chair and warmed a baby meal
for her brother. While Brian ate the smashed food Sarah made another
bottle full of milk ready.
	After the meal Sarah picked her brother up again and carried him
into his room where she laid him down on the changing table.
	"Let's see if you are wet, darling."
	She sprayed Brian's legs apart and put two fingers in the crotch
of his soaking wet diapers.
	"Oh my gosh... you are a complete mess, Brian. But you behaved
pretty good, baby. This time you did not ask me if you can go to the
toilet and just used your diaper like a little baby should do."
	Sarah undid his Pampers and put it into the trash bin. After 
that
she took another diaper out of the changing table and diapered her
brother very slowly.
	"Okay Brian, you behaved very good today and therefore I won't
put you in handcuffs for your afternoon nap. Now c'mon baby; you seem
to be tired."
	When Sarah had left Brian in his crib he thought about the
situation. He knew that his mother couldn't hold him diapers longer
than two weeks as punishment, but he could not stand this treatment on
the second day. Brian was sure that he could not bear it another twelve
days.
	Suddenly he was sure, that he had to leave. He was sure, that
Linda would not think about of keeping him in diapers once she had
found him. Brian thought about visiting his friend Laura. He knew the
girl since he was three years old and they had become the best friends
in the past years. Her parents were very nice and Brian was sure he
could stay there until his mother would find him.
	Brian tried to get out of his crib, but even without his
handcuffs it was a big match for him to leave his prison. His mother
had bought the crib with the largest bars. They almost reached Brian's
chest.
	After the boy managed to get out of the crib he opened the tapes
of his Pampers and ran to the closet. With a great feeling of relief he
put on one of his underpants. After he put on a T-Shirt and a pair of
Jeans, Brian opened the door of his room and sneaked downstairs. His
sister sat in the living room watching TV and Brian could get out of
the house easily.
	He ran the second street down until he reached a huge white
house, in which Laura lived with her parents. The girl was in the
garden with her mother and couldn't belief her eyes to see Brian.
	"Mommy, look! Brian's here! Open the door, please. C'mon, 
mommy."
she begged of her mother.
	Anna Baker looked at Brian with a surprised look, but opened the
door for him and let him in.
	"Brian!", Laura cried. "I'm so happy to see you. I thought you
and your family are in France on vacation." Laura's voice trembled
almost and she just tried to embrace her friend when her mother Anna
said:
	"No, you go into your room, young lady! Right now."
	"But mommy..."
	"NO! I said right now!"
	Laura looked surprised and like she would burst into tears in a
second, but she ran into the huge, white house. Anna picked Brian up
and sat down on a bench near the swimming pool.
	"Brian... what are you doing here?" she asked him tenderly.
"Don't try to fool me... your mother called me yesterday and I know
your punishment. So tell me... where is your diaper, did your sister
take it off and did she give her allowance to visit Laura?"
	"No..." Brian burst into tears.
	"Shhhh... calm down Brian. Yes...good. Now listen, honey..."
	"No, please Anna. Don't put another diaper on me."
	"Shhhh... I won't do that. I tell you what... You can stay here
that afternoon, but I have to call your mother so she knows where you
are and can pick you up in the evening. OK?"
	Brian just nodded but stopped to cry. Anna gave him a soft slap
on his butt and Brian jumped from her lap to run to his friend Laura.
	
	In the evening Linda's red car showed up on the street in front
of the Baker's house. Linda stepped out of her car and opened the
garden door with an angry look. Anna sat on the bench in front of the
swimming pool and waved her friend.
	"Linda, calm down... He's just a child."
	"Don't tell me, what I've to do Anna. He got his chances and now
he's gonna pay for it. This punishment is the adequate treatment for
his behaving in the last weeks."
	"Please don't tell me you really think you can suppress bad
behaviour with such a punishment. I have four children... Two boys and
two girls... You know that my boys don't behave very well, too, but I
don't care about this."
	"But my little boy won't become such a brat."
	"Linda, please! Brian is not a brat. When you diaper him and
suppress his slumber wish for freedom he won't behave better. He will
behave worse... Believe me!"
	"Thank you, Anna. You made your point clear... Now where is
Brian?"
	"Laura and Brian are in her room, I think."
	"Do you have any diapers?"
	"What... Linda you can't be serious. Laura knows the children
Brian knows... They will tease him the whole time as soon Laura tells
them..."
	"Bad luck for Brian, but it's his own guilt... Now you are my
friend and I trust you to help me raising my children, since Matt has
left us. Tell me Anna: where are the diapers. Your second daughter is
just three years old... don't tell me there are no diapers anymore in
your house."
	Anna gave her resistance up. She knew when there was no way to
change the mind of her friend.
	"In Jean's room is a changing table... I think we have some Luvs
in it."
	Linda went into the house, Anna followed closely. Linda opened
the door of Laura's room and dragged Brian by his ear out of the room.
	"You brat! I told you... Wait until we are home!"
	"Linda calm down. He is your son, goddamnit!" Anna cried.
	Linda did not hear. She dragged him into the room of Jean. She
laid him down on the changing table and opened his pants. She pulled
them down and then sprayed his legs apart. She grabbed his underpants
and pulled them down too. Anna just stood there and watched the
embarrassing treatment of the boy with a great shock.
	Linda pulled one of Jean's Luvs out of the changing table and
raised Brian's legs up in the air. She put the diaper under Brian's
butt and let his legs back on the changing table. She pulled the Luvs
up between his crotch and taped the diaper up. Brian did not fit really
into the disposable, but Linda did not intend to expect him pee or even
poop in it, as the diaper would leak immediately. Linda took Brian's
shirt of and picked him up complete naked.
	Just then Anna and Linda noticed Laura staying in the room and
watching with a fascinated look.
	"Why do you diaper, Brian?" she asked.
	"I take care of her. But Linda calm down... my god spank him, 
but
do not give him another laxative."
	"We will see..."
	While Linda carried the crying Brian down to her car and buckled
him into the new purchased baby seat, she had bought today in downtown,
Anna spoke to Laura.
	"Laura... nobody; NOBODY will know about this... got it? I tell
you... if you tell this anybody and I find out... you will be in
diapers!"
	"Sure mommy, but what do you think... will Linda let me diaper
Brian?"
	"LAURA!"
	"OK, ok!"
	Laura went back into her room and Anna thought of how she could
help Brian. She knew, that she cannot just sit and wait, while her best
friend almost abuses one of her children.


Part 5

	When Linda reached her house she parked her car in the garage and 
got the still crying Brian out of his baby seat. She carried him into 
the house the small Luvs showing almost his whole private area. Sarah 
was watching TV in the living room, but got immediately up, when she 
heard her mother entering the room.
	"There's our baby," she said. "Where did you find him?"
	"He was at Anna's house. Brian I tell you... Mommy is now very 
angry with her little baby. Baby was not allowed to leave his crib or 
even the house, but you did. Can you imagine how much Sarah and me were 
afraid, until Anna phoned us?"
	"No mum, but..."
	"Don't you dare to talk, you brat! You know the rules and today 
you broke too much of them!"
	Brian was completely shocked and afraid. The boy couldn't think 
anymore what to do and just felt great desperation inside his heart. 
Brian even did not notice anymore, when he started to wet himself, 
right in the grip of his mother.
	The small Luvs from Jean could not hold the pee and the diaper 
immediately started to leak making the pee ran over Linda's whole arm.
	"BRIAN... What are you doing?" Linda gasped.
	The poor boy immediately started to cry again. It was not that he 
had wet his diaper, but this time Brian did not even notice it until 
his mother had told him. Linda set him back down on the floor and 
looked at her ruined suite.
	Sarah stood there and watched the scene with a mixture of shock 
and excitement, because she knew now her brother would really get it.
	"Sarah, take his diaper off and clean him with baby wipes. I'll 
just change my suite. Don't change him or do anything with except 
cleaning him up, until I'm back."
	While Linda went into her bedroom Sarah placed a hand on Brian's 
chest forcing him to lie down. The boy cried the whole time, while 
Sarah opened his diaper and cleaned his butt with some baby wipes. The 
rash was not gone at all. Sarah thought that her brother must have 
great pain all the time on his butt.
	When Linda returned she sat down on the couch and took the 
complete naked Brian on her lap.
	"Brian, I see you learn, Don't worry. I am not angry at you for 
peeing on my suite. Babies do that kind of thing and it was my fault as 
I did not bring one of your Pampers over to Anna's house so I could 
have diapered you with your own disposables. But Brian, you have to 
receive a punishment because you left the house and your crib without 
permission. There is no escaping. Sarah sit down and lay your brother 
over your lap."
	"Mum?"
	"Do as I say."
	Sarah sat down, grabbed Brian on his hip and placed him over her 
lap.
	"Now Sarah, go on and spank him as long and as hard you can. 
Don't stop until you are getting tired."
	"But mom, he's my brother. I cannot..."
	"Yes you can. Now do it. Remember how much you were afraid this 
afternoon just because the little brat could not stay in his crib."
	This sentence hit Sarah hard and she remembered how much she was 
afraid in the afternoon.
	"You little brat." Although her first slap was very soft it 
caused Brian to whimper. "You almost gave me a heart attack."
	Then she started to slap Brian hard on his butt.
	WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
	After 30 smacks his little cheeks turned crimson and Brian bawled 
and cried, pleading his sister to stop.
	"Okay Sarah, it's enough now." Linda said.
	Sarah stopped spanking her brother, but grabbed Brian on his 
shoulders and dragged him into a firm hug.
	"I'm sorry, baby. Shhhh.... it's over now, honey. Shhhhh. Calm 
down. Your sister is here."
	"Please Sarah... don't spank me anymore."
	"Shhh... I'll never do it. Just cry... let go, my little baby."
	While holding Brian in a firm hug she gave her mother a cold 
look.
	"Why did you force me to do it? Why??"
	"I did not force you, silly. You were the one who started to 
spank Brian and refused to stop. By the way his punishment is clear... 
He is a baby and expected to act like a baby... Today he broke many 
rules and we were really afraid if something had happen to him... a car 
accident or something worse.
	Now Sarah Brian has to come through this punishment at least one 
week and a half. Now after the spanking he behaved like a good baby and 
child apologizing after the spanking for being bad. That's a good 
progress because I don't want to punish Brian the whole next week."
	"Okay mom, I got your point. Should we bring the baby back to 
sleep?"
	"Oh yes, most certainly."
	"By the way mom," Sarah said when she stood up the crying Brian 
on her arm, "We need to get some rash ointment. I think his rash did 
not get better today."
	"Sure, darling. One day out of diapers cannot heal a rash at all. 
I will go tomorrow and buy something at the store. Do we need diapers?"
	"No mom... We got another sixty."
	Brian did not understand a word the two women said. He just 
wanted to be near his sister. While she spanked him he just hated her, 
but when she gave him a hug he understood how much his sister was 
worried about him and how much she loved him. So Brian now felt much 
more love for her than he did the last years. Linda opened the door and 
put on the light in Brian's room, while Sarah carried him to his 
changing table.
	"Mom, you can go. I think I can handle this."
	"Alright, darling. But don't forget to turn the baby phone on... 
Just in case our baby again wants "big boy" - clothes back."
	When Linda had shut the door Sarah placed Brian on the changing 
table.
	The boy now did not cry anymore, but it was obvious that he 
suffered very much from his spanking. Sarah raised his legs in the air 
and looked at her brother's bottom.
	"I'm sorry baby, but this won't be easy. The rash got worse this 
day thanks to the spanking."
	"Sarah... I'm so sorry..."
	"Shhh... I know, honey. Now calm down so your sister can protect 
you from more pain."
	Sarah did not know whether it was good diapering Brian or not. It 
was sure, that the boy would wet his bed this night, because it was 
just eight o'clock in the evening and Brian always had a weak bladder. 
He would not go until morning without at least one time wetting.
	When she would diaper him he would have protection from wet 
sheets and she wouldn't have to wash his sheets in the morning. But 
when he would have a poopy accident... But then Sarah knew that this 
did not matter. She could not let Brian now go on the potty as her 
mother would kill her and without a diaper Brian will lie in his own 
poop and disgusting stink. The poop will stink enough when her brother 
wears a diaper.
	"Sarah please... only tonight... Don't diaper me... I want this 
rash going away."
	"Listen, honey. When I don't diaper you now you won't have any 
protection from wetting and when you sleep in wet sheets your rash will 
get worse."
	"But I think I will need to poop in some hours." Brian said with 
tears in his eyes. "I cannot get out of the crib with the baby phone 
online."
	"Brian listen: I don't want to spank you again and therefore I 
want you to follow mom's rules. Please... use your diaper the next 
week, eat babyhood, don't talk unless in baby language and sleep in 
your crib. Then you'll be out of diapers and all be happy. Can you do 
me this favor?"
	Brian nodded slowly.
	"Good."
	Sarah sprayed as much powder on Brian's diaper area as she could. 
Then she rubbed it in carefully and pulled on of Brian's Pampers out of 
the sleeves. She raised Brian's legs in the air and put the diaper 
under his butt. Then she taped it up and picked her baby brother up. 
She carried him to his crib and laid him down.
	After Sarah had tucked him in and wanted to leave Brian said:
	"Please sis, I'm sorry. Please take care of me... don't ever 
leave me alone."
	Sarah hurried back and picked Brian up. She sat down on a chair 
and sat her brother on her lap with his head resting on her shoulder.
	"Listen, baby. I will never leave you alone and I will always 
take care of you and protect you, Brian. And believe me... we both will 
get through this punishment of yours."
	"Sure. We can make all, when we just try."
	"That's it Brian. Now I see you are back in business. Okay 
baby... c'mon. I'll put you to sleep."
	She again stood up, but before placing him into his crib she gave 
him a soft slap on his butt. This time Brian smiled, because he did not 
feel anything through the plastic of his Pampers.
	Then Sarah place her brother in his crib and tucked him. She 
kissed him on his forehead and after turning the baby phone on she left 
his room leaving Brian to his dreams.

Part 6

	The next day, while Sarah fed Brian his bottle of milk and baby 
food Linda came into the kitchen.
	"Sarah, I want you and your brother to go out today."
	"What? Mom, you know I cannot go out with him, if I shall treat 
him like a baby," Sarah responded.
	"I know. Therefore Anna will come with Laura and Jean. All of you 
will go to a swimming pool. You can't go swimming into the sea because 
the salty water is bad for the skin of our two babies."
	"But Mom... I mean... shall I treat him like a baby in public... 
in front of all that people?" Sarah asked shocked.
	Although she held the nipple of the baby bottle into Brian's 
mouth he refused to nurse it at that moment and listened the talk 
between the two women.
	"Of course you have to, silly. Don't worry... You will drive 
three hours to that swimming pool and nobody who knows Brian will be 
there. But now... I think you should take his stroller with you. Let's 
see if our pumkin fits into his little stroller."
	His mother pulled the bottle out of his mother and picked him up, 
intending of carry him into the garage. Brian had managed to sleep 
without messing himself, though he had felt an extreme pressure the 
night before. Now the pressure seemed to be gone and Brian felt really 
good. He noticed with astonishment that he got used to diapers and 
being treated like a baby in the last days.
	His mother got his old stroller out of the carriage and buckled 
Brian in.
	"Well, that seems perfect, does it?" Linda asked.
	"Of course, Mom. But I don't think we should do this..." Sarah 
said.
	Linda does not even listen what her daughter meant, but got Brian 
again out of his stroller and began talking about the rules:
	"Okay Sarah: I've already purchased a package of swim diapers for 
our baby." When she mentioned swim diapers Brian almost burst into 
tears, but could manage to hold them back.
	"He is only allowed to swim in the baby pool and of course only 
with an adult watching him. I don't have anything for you both to eat 
or drink, but I think Anna will have enough fast food and Coke or milk 
and baby food in her van."
	"Ok Mom. When will she be here?" Sarah asked.
	"The three of them should be here in any minute... Ah and 
Sarah... Don't forget some of Brian's ordinary Pampers. I think they 
are much more comfortable then swim diapers."
	"Sure, Mom."
	One hour later Anna ringed at the doorbell. Linda had left the 
house since forty minutes and Sarah was completely overwhelmed by 
packing and taking of a baby. She almost lost her nerves and almost 
started to give Brian a hard spanking, but she got herself under 
control. In that moment Anna entered the house Sarah was ready with the 
package.
	"You're ready, Sarah?" asked Anna. "Where's Brian?"
	"I locked him into his crib again. He just always was in my way."
	"Yes... Children, especially babies, do that kind of thing."
	"Anna, may I ask you a question?"
	"Of course."
	"I know Linda wants us to treat Brian exactly like a baby, 
but..."
	"Calm down, Sarah. I already told Laura, that she would really 
get into big trouble, if she starts making fun of Brian. Jean is too 
young to understand this whole situation and nobody at that swimming 
pool will recognize Brian. The rest is no problem. We just go into the 
baby pool with him and Jean and let them sleep most of the time. This 
should minimize our problems."
	"Thank you, Anna. You are a real treasure." Sarah said while 
hugging the elder woman.
	"But don't forget... Treat him exactly like a baby..." Sarah told 
Anna, while she attempted to go upstairs to get Brian out of his crib.
	While Anna brought Brian downstairs Sara put his baby seat, Linda 
had bought two days ago, into Anna's car. Jean sat in her baby seat and 
just watched the older girl, while Laura looked at the baby seat.
	"Has Brian really to sit in this thing? Gets he really diapered?"
	"Laura... you will see all of this today. And remember... it's 
not fair to make fun of a friend. I beg of you... treat Brian like a 
baby and don't make fun of him... you know talk baby language to him 
and be as nice as you would be to a baby... Then you'll get 20 dollars 
from me. Deal?" Sarah asked.
	Laura thought two seconds and then said:
	"Of course. It will be no problem for me to treat him like a 
baby... I've already got a baby sister, so a baby brother will be no 
match for me. Besides... I'll do everything for twenty bugs."
	Anna sat Brian into his baby seat and buckled him in. Brian wore 
nothing except his diaper and Laura immediately began to talk with him. 
She admired his Pampers especially the cute baby motifs running a 
finger over the plastic. A little tear started to run down Brian's 
cheek and Laura noticed that immediately. She opened Brian's safety 
belts and ordered him to crawl on her lap. Sarah and Anna watched with 
amusement while Brian crawled into the arms of his friend. She sat him 
up on her lap and assured that his head was resting on her shoulder. 
Then she gave him a long firm hug, until her mother ordered Laura to 
again buckle Brian into his baby seat.
	The girl started to help Brian getting back into his baby seat, 
but then she again dragged him back into a firm hug. The last days of 
only getting baby food and milk had made Brian really weak and tired, 
so he could not even help himself against the weak of the ten year old 
Laura. He just sat on her lap squirming around, when he noticed her 
hand on the front of his diaper.
	"Mom he has wet himself!" Laura cried.
	"Oh my gosh... Laura! Leave the boy alone and buckle him into his 
baby seat!"
	Anna cried. Thanks to the heat in the car Anna lost her temper 
and cried at her elder daughter.
	"And how can you dare touch his diaper?"
	"But mom... This is what diapers up to. You told me to treat 
Brian like a baby. Well I do it and now I just checked if the baby has 
wet his Pampers. I don't think that's such a great deal."
	Because of this dispute in the car Jean started to cry suddenly 
and Brian too, because his best friend had checked his diaper and tried 
now to buckle him into his baby seat. He had wet his diaper, when he 
was lying in his crib and wanted to ask Anna if she could change him, 
but she just hushed him down and carried him to her car. The pee really 
started to burn on his diaper rash area, but Brian cried of the 
humiliation.
	"Oh... That can't be true... Sarah: we'll stop at that drive-in 
over there.
	One hour in this car and all of you get brats." Anna swore.
	She held at a parking lot and got Jean out of her seat to smooth 
her down. Sarah picked Brian up and started to calm her baby down, too.
	"Sarah... I think we've got to handle two dirty diapers." Anna 
announced after having checked Jean's diaper.
	While Laura sat down at a table, both women carried their babies 
into the women restroom where a changing table was. A young woman 
looked at Brian with shock and asked if the boy had some kind of 
disease.
	"No," Sarah answered "He has just wet the bed a few times and has 
been a real brat the last weeks, you know, acting like a baby. So my 
mother decided: if he wanted to act like a baby we should treat him 
like one."
	"Of course. Good idea." the woman responded. "And are you a good 
boy now, baby?" she asked Brian with a ironic smile.
	"Yes, Baby has been very good." Brian answered blushing.
	"That's great. I think I'll punish my son in the next time in the 
same way. The boy really behaves like a good baby. Okay, good bye." She 
said and gave Brian a soft slap on his wet diaper.
	"Oh... I didn't know he really has to wet them... I think this 
makes the whole punishment more effective. Humm... If my son again 
dares to lift the skirts of his sisters he'll really get it."
	Sarah laid Brian on the changing table, while Anna stood behind 
watching every movement of her hands.
	After Brian again laid in dry Pampers on the changing pad Anna 
said:
	"You are really good. The diaper is all snugly and fits the baby 
perfectly. I don't think I've ever seen a better diaper change. Brian 
is in really good hands. If I were you I would love these Pampers, my 
sister changes everyday and not even want to get my underpants back."
	Sarah smiled at the elder woman and picked her baby up. Then she 
left the restroom to search a highchair for Brian and where Laura sat 
down.