B.R.A.T.T.- Boys Raised in Absence of Toilet Training

B.R.A.T.T.: PART 1
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	Helen's career as a fourth-grade school teacher ended when she had several 
complaints brought against her in response to her unfair treatment of boys in 
her class. An investigation by school officials indicated several instances in 
which boys were graded lower than girls, and that boys, in spite of their 
greater propensity to misbehave, were punished more severely and brutally 
humiliated for minor offenses that were often tolerated from the girls.
	The most blatant example of Helen's unfair treatment of boys came from the 
way she granted bathroom privileges to her students. Girls were always allowed 
to leave the classroom whenever they needed to use the facilities, but boys were 
never allowed to go. One boy was in desperate need to get to the bathroom, and 
in spite of his obvious discomfort, Helen would not allow him to leave class. 
The boy ended up peeing his pants and the entire class caused him to suffer 
extreme humiliation.
	Helen, or Miss Hutchinson, as she was known to her students, told the boy 
in the presence of his classmates, that he should start wearing diapers to class 
if he couldn't make it to recess without wetting his pants. The boy, 
incidentally, did wear diapers at home when he went to bed at night, but this 
was something he didn't want anyone at school to know, not even his best 
friends.
	The boy brought the incident to the attention of his mother, who then 
complained to school officials. Other complaints from boys and their parents 
regarding grades, discipline, use of the bathroom and other issues soon followed 
and an investigation was prompted into Helen's handling of her class. Helen was 
fired for her actions and she never returned to teaching in a public school.
	This presented new opportunities for Helen. She was a feminist and she had 
been raised in this manner. Helen aspired to become an accomplished author of 
books on women's issues. She had already earned some recognition in women's 
magazines being a contributing author of several articles, many of which, 
because of their feminist slant, were controversial to mainstream readerships. 
She looked forward to working at home on her own schedule and doing what she 
really liked to do. She found part- time work to supplement what she was earning 
from the magazines that paid her for her articles.
	Helen also wanted to raise children, preferably daughters. She wanted to 
adopt a girl, but a review of her background denied her from meeting the 
stringent qualifications imposed by the state. Her only other choice was to get 
married and conceive her own children, knowing that she may end up giving birth 
to a boy or two before having a daughter.
	She set aside her feminist attitude and began dating men in hopes of 
finding one who would stay with her along enough to give her a child, and she 
would keep trying until she had a girl, even if she had to give birth to several 
boys first, for which she was prepared to raise them.
	Shortly after Helen married Larry, a man oblivious to Helen's feminist 
thinking and her past concerning being a teacher, she had her first child, a 
boy. His name was Kyle. A year and a half later Helen had her second child, and 
this child, too, was also a boy, named Matthew, or Matt. The two boys were 
raised much like any other boys during their infancy. They were often left in 
just their diapers and a shirt, nothing unusual, and the boys at that age didn't 
care.
	As hard as Helen tried to hide her husband from her double life, her 
marriage with Larry stood on shaky ground and the couple was always fighting. In 
spite of their marital difficulties, they stayed together long enough for a 
third child to be born. This time Helen gave birth to the girl she wanted in the 
first place. Her name was Amber.
	By this time, there were three children in the family. Kyle had just 
turned three years old, his younger brother was a year and a half old, and Amber 
was just a newborn. All three of them were in diapers. Amber, being a newborn, 
obviously wore them. Matthew was just learning to walk, and toilet training was 
still a distant goal for him to achieve by most parenting standards, especially 
for boys. Even though Kyle was three, an age at which many boys are still in 
diapers, he was showing no signs whatsoever of wanting to use the toilet. Helen 
always kept him in diapers and did nothing to encourage him to use the toilet. 
His daddy worked long, late hours and he wasn't home much to help Kyle to use 
the toilet.
	By the time Kyle was three and a half, he was still in diapers and, except 
for when he was taken out of the house in colder weather, all he wore were 
diapers, same for his brother Matt. As for Amber, she got wear dresses and all 
these other cute baby outfits that her mommy got for her. Her collection of 
clothes outweighed the combined total of what her two brothers had. The boys 
each had some shirts and a couple of pairs of pants, but they rarely wore them 
and just donned their diapers. Kyle began to realize that the other boys in the 
neighborhood were dressed more than he and his brother were and they asked him 
what he was still wearing diapers for. As far as Kyle knew, it was what he 
expected to wear every day and wondered why the other kids questioned him.
	In the meantime, Kyle's daddy started working with him to toilet train him 
since it was quite obvious that Helen didn't seem to care that Kyle was not 
toilet trained. Larry began to notice the differences in the way Helen treated 
the two boys from the way Amber was treated. Kyle was often spanked for minor 
things such as making too much noise when he played or for pushing his bedtime 
limit by even one minute. Eventually Kyle had been exposed to his Dad's use of 
the toilet enough to start using it himself, though he continued to wear diapers 
to bed at night.
	Just before Amber turned two and Kyle turned five, the two parents were 
seeing less of each other. Helen often left her husband at home to tend to the 
kids while she went out to live her double life as a feminist. She would get 
together with her friends-- people that Larry didn't even know existed-- and 
they would discuss women's issues. At other times Helen would go down to the 
library to write her articles on their computers since this was the only place 
she could do her writing without her husband knowing.
	Larry was starting to live a double life of his own. He suspected his wife 
was having an affair as she was gone from the house so much. She insisted that 
she wasn't seeing other men and resented the false accusation. Larry refused to 
believe her and, on his suspicions, justified having a few affairs of his own. 
Whatever Helen had been out doing, Larry knew that his marriage was in trouble, 
so he began cheating on his wife.
	Larry found a woman he met one night at the bar down the street. The 
woman's teenage daughter baby-sat the kids while Larry and his mistress painted 
the town red. The daughter didn't do anything to encourage Matt, who was over 
three years old, to use the toilet. In fact, she thought he looked cute in 
diapers and encouraged him to wear them. She wanted Kyle to wear them, too, 
because he reminded her of another five-year-old boy she used to baby-sit. She 
explained with glee that this boy wore diapers because he messed his pants and 
did it just so he could wear diapers. Kyle felt bad enough having to still wear 
diapers to bed, let alone at his baby-sitter's house. He couldn't imagine 
wanting to wear diapers.
	By the time Amber was two years old she was starting to show signs of 
wanting to use the toilet. Helen had been taking her daughter into the bathroom 
with her to show her how Mommy uses the toilet. Amber was given books and videos 
to encourage her to use the toilet. Mommy gave her big surprises for using the 
toilet. Before Amber was two and a half she was out of diapers and reliably 
toilet trained. By comparison, Matt was still in diapers at the age of four. His 
little sister beat him in toilet training and she bragged about it to him. Kyle 
was five and a half and still wearing diapers to bed at night since he was a 
bedwetter. In a way, Amber even got ahead of Kyle in toilet training since she 
didn't have to wear diapers at night by the time she was three. She made Kyle 
aware of what she thought about him having to wear diapers as she proudly 
strutted around in her pajamas and said, "I don't have big butt like you do!"
	The father started drinking and spending more time out with his male 
friends to get away from Helen and prevent her from developing suspicions of her 
own about him having affairs. He didn't care about Matt's toilet training 
anymore and he figured if Helen wanted him to stay in diapers, that was her 
concern. The same went for her negligence in treating Kyle's bedwetting problem. 
He was sensing that Helen was biased towards only raising girls properly while 
keeping boys in diapers past normal diaper-wearing age for boys.
	"Fine, just leave them in diapers!" Larry said to Helen. "I'm sure they'll 
thank you for it when they're older!"
	"They will," Helen said.
	Helen made her boys wear disposable diapers that were just like baby 
diapers, but bigger. They were specially ordered institutional- use diapers that 
were much thicker than even the thickest commercially available brands. They 
were plain white with no cute teddy bears or choo choo trains. They were also 
designed to fit with a higher rise around the waist to give them more capacity.
	The marital turmoil continued for a couple more years as the family became 
increasingly dysfunctional. The father continued to have his affair on the side 
and the mother was spending more time with the other women who made up their 
feminist group. She had quit working part-time and devoted her time to writing 
and getting together with her women's group at a favorite restaurant of theirs.
	Helen and Larry each held suspicions of cheating on each other, but were 
hesitant to bring it up. Kyle was nine years old by then and still wearing 
diapers to bed every night. Matt was seven and a half and now stuck permanently 
in diapers since he was never toilet trained and he never developed control of 
his bladder or bowels as a result. Amber was six years old now and she was 
starting to take after her mother's feminist attitude.
	Kyle hated to be stuck at home to listen to his parents fight about 
everything, and he hated going with his Dad to his "other" home, as his Dad 
called the house at which the other woman lived. During the day when his Mom was 
home she was always spanking him and Matt for just about everything they did, 
and she was so strict and inconsistent with her discipline that the boys never 
knew what was okay and what was not. Kyle never knew when she would grab him and 
take his pants down for a good, solid whipping. Since Matt was always in diapers 
he got his spankings across the thighs below his padded, protected butt.
	To get away from his parents, in particular his Mom, Kyle started spending 
more time out with his neighborhood friends Scott and Tom and getting into 
trouble with them. They were both twelve years old and fraternal twin brothers, 
but both of the boys had been in the fifth grade because each of them was held 
back a year. The boys were a bad influence on Kyle and they spent time out of 
the house for the very same reason Kyle did since each of these boys dealt with 
strict discipline at their homes.
	Matt always stayed home since he was always in his diapers. He had no 
friends in the neighborhood, and at school the kids made fun of him for wearing 
diapers. He would come home crying after everyone teased him about his diapers 
and how he smelled so bad. Helen knew what he was going through at school, but 
she felt that it was for his own good. He wasn't going to become friends with 
these other boys who would later lead him into a life of gangs, drugs, and 
violence. Matt felt safe and secure at home and he didn't want to leave, which 
was just what Helen had intended from raising him in diapers.
	Helen feared that Kyle was heading down the wrong path in life by hanging 
out with Scott and Tom. Kyle never came home on time and he knew he would get a 
big spanking for it. During that summer when he had turned ten years old, he 
joined up with Scott, Tom and some other boys got some firecrackers and went 
around the neighborhood to light them off inside of people's mailboxes. The boys 
were caught and everyone fled the scene, all except for Kyle. He was the only 
one who was apprehended and taken back to his house by the man who saw him and 
the other boys with the firecrackers.
	Kyle trembled as he listened to the angry man tell his Mom about the 
firecrackers going off in his mailbox. Kyle knew that he would really get it 
hard across the behind this time. He was immediately told to strip off his 
shorts and underwear right out in front of Matt and Amber. Amber always got 
scared when her mother threatened to spank one of the boys because of the noise 
and the sight of seeing her hand hitting bare buttocks so swiftly and rapidly. 
She ran to her room and plugged her ears.
	As for Kyle, he was taken over his Mom's knees and his legs got locked 
tightly in between hers. She then struck his rear end repeatedly and rapidly. He 
was already crying before the first swat hit him, and by the fifth swat he was 
screaming. His Mom kept spanking him and turning his formerly pink backside into 
two shiny, deep red mounds of flesh. She kept going until she ran out of energy. 
After an initial rapid succession of spankings to get his butt good and hot, she 
slowed down the pace to prolong the spanking and to keep her from getting tired 
so quickly. To Kyle, it was a horrifying ordeal that left him deeply wounded, 
both physically and emotionally. It was the worst spanking he ever got.
	When Kyle's Mom saw that this incident could very well lead to more 
serious problems for Kyle later, she decided to put a stop to his mischievous 
behavior with the neighborhood kids once and for all and put him into diapers 
permanently. She got rid of all his underwear and threw it out in the trash. 
From now on, the only "underwear" Kyle would have were his diapers. Helen 
grabbed a fresh diaper and wrapped it around his stomach and through his crotch 
to his rear end. She taped the diaper on very tightly and warned Kyle not to try 
taking it off.
	Kyle could do nothing to alleviate the swelling pain in his backside. It 
had been an hour since he was spanked but he could still feel the damage his 
Mom's hand did back there. He could hear the spanking and his screams echoing in 
his mind. He tried to rub his rear end, but the diaper was too thick for such 
rubbing to be effective. When he peed and pooped into his diaper the wetness 
irritated his spanked, sore skin even more. He wanted to be changed, but his Mom 
refused and left Kyle diapered to pee and poop in it some more. He was finally 
changed at bedtime, but the feeling of a dry diaper around him only lasted a 
short while before he wet into it again after going to bed. He was forced to 
wear the same diaper all day the next day without any changes. Kyle never knew 
he could pee and poop so much as he did when it collected in his diaper 
throughout the course of twenty- four hours.
	Helen decided that it was time to bring down the crumbling marriage 
between her and Larry. The battle that ensued turned very ugly.
	"You think keeping Kyle in diapers will straighten him up?!"
	"Look at Matt! He never goes out because I keep him in diapers!"
	The argument continued as Helen revealed to Larry that she held some very 
extreme feminist beliefs concerning her methods of parenting.
	"If it weren't for boys, we wouldn't have gangs, drugs, violence and teen 
pregnancy ruining our society!" Helen shouted at Larry.
	"Girls do that stuff, too!"
	"Boys started it! Boys should not be allowed to grow up! Look at Kyle! 
Look at what he and all his friends were getting into! They're boys, and they're 
troublemakers! That's why Kyle is going to stay in diapers from now on!"
	Helen had extensive research and facts on her side to prove her point, 
which she recited from memory. Larry had nothing to back him up and he felt that 
he had miserably lost this, the final argument that collapsed the weakened 
remaining vestiges of the marriage.
	Helen told Larry that she only married him to raise children, and now that 
she's had a daughter and was raising her to become a feminist like her. She told 
Larry she didn't need him around anymore. Larry became enraged and confessed to 
the affair that he was having. Helen shot back at him, not because she cared 
that he was cheating on her, but because he was being a hypocrite and accusing 
her of having an affair when it was him that was cheating. Helen was simply 
visiting with some of her female colleagues.
	Larry lost his temper and stormed out of the house that night. He came 
back the next day just long enough to pick up his belongings. He apologized to 
his kids about what had happened and he gave them each a goodbye hug and kiss 
before he left again. He looked at his two sons, both in their wet diapers that 
morning, and wished they didn't have a mother with such radical ideas on raising 
them in diapers, but he was out of the family and could do nothing to save his 
sons at this point. He had other concerns to sort out now.
	After spending several days in diapers, Kyle couldn't take having to wear 
them for so long and feeling them get wetter and poopier as the day progressed. 
He took his heavily soiled diaper off. His backside was smothered in poop and he 
attempted to clean himself up the best he could. He slipped on a clean pair of 
underwear that his mom had missed along with the pair of jeans he still had but 
was unable to wear with the diapers. It was the first time in a week he was 
clothed below his waist with something besides a diaper, though this didn't last 
long. Helen confronted her son and screamed at him for daring to take the diaper 
off. She proceeded to spank him for a very long time. She maintained a steady, 
rapid pace as she slapped his buttocks interminably, as it seemed to Kyle.
	When Helen was done spanking Kyle she refastened his dirty diaper onto 
him. When Kyle took the diaper off the strong tapes had ripped away sections of 
the plastic liner where they were adhered, so Helen grabbed a roll of two-inch 
wide clear mailing tape to refasten the diaper on him. She applied one strip of 
tape along the entire length of his diapers on each side. Kyle thought she was 
finished re- diapering him until she ran the tape around his waist about six 
times and then wrapped the rest of his diaper solidly in another layer of tape. 
Using such an excessive amount of tape would ensure that Kyle would never be 
able to take his diaper off. The tape was wrapped around him so tightly and it 
gave his poop little room to squish around in his sealed- up diapers.
	Kyle dwelled on the impact that his fate of being stuck in diapers would 
have on his life. He would never want to go outside and play with his friends. 
His friends would leave him when they saw that he was wearing diapers. He would 
have to get used to wearing his daily pee and poop output along with the diapers 
as it piled up in the diaper. He would never get to use the toilet again, which 
at least meant he would never get spanked for leaving the seat up or getting pee 
dribblings on the floor.
	The biggest change Kyle worried about was how he would handle going to 
school in diapers. He saw what his brother went through the year before and he 
didn't want to face the same daily taunting and teasing. He already caught a lot 
of "spin- off" harassment just for having a brother in diapers. The first day of 
school was still over a month away, but would arrive soon enough for Kyle.

B.R.A.T.T.: PART 2
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	It had been about a month since Kyle had been put into diapers 
permanently. Every day he dealt with the wet and sticky feeling of pee and poop 
in his diapers. He could count on having a lot of wastes in his diapers by the 
time he finally got changed. His Mom had to cut away the diaper with a pair of 
scissors to penetrate all the tape. Helen was buying mailing tape in bulk since 
she was using so much of it on her two boys. Even Amber got into the act and she 
would tape up one of her brothers while her Mom took care of the other. She got 
carried away with the tape and put it around Kyle over 30 times! That day Kyle 
got the runs and he really loaded up his diapers and had to wear them as they 
continued to fill up with watery poop. His Mom even changed him in the middle of 
the day since his diaper became so full of poop and she didn't want to be 
cleaning up the carpet or any furniture because of an overloaded diaper.
	Kyle started to resent the way Amber was treated so differently because 
she was a girl. She got to leave the house and visit her friends and bring them 
over. Kyle became tired of all of these girls coming over to see him and his 
brother Matt going around in dirty, wet diapers like a couple of baby boys. 
Amber had other privileges that Kyle and Matt were not given, and Amber was just 
plain spoiled rotten. She had her choice of clothes, she had a collection of 
Barbie dolls that evoked envy among her friends and she had everything else a 
girl could want. Kyle and Matt were stuck with the same toys they had since they 
were toddlers.
	Kyle hated how Amber didn't have to wear diapers and feel the discomfort 
of pee and poop and having to be looked at and laughed at by everyone who came 
over. Kyle thought for awhile to come up with a way to convince his Mom to make 
Amber start wearing them. He came up with a plan and went into Amber's bedroom.
	He sneaked into his sister's room and went into her hamper to retrieve her 
worn panties. There they were, little wads of flower-printed fabric with dainty 
lace bands at the legs and waist. He held up the skimpy garment and shook its 
crotch loose from the wad. He looked inside and noted that not a trace of poop 
was in the seat, indicating his sister wiped quite well.
	"What a good little girl she is," Kyle thought sarcastically. "I'm gonna 
change that!"
	Kyle grabbed as many pairs as he could sneak under his shirt and then he 
went out to the trash where the diapers that he and Matt wore were disposed of. 
Kyle's diarrhea- filled diaper from the day before would give him plenty of poop 
to smear into the seats of his sisters' panties. He took each pair and rubbed 
the seat into the poop pile. He then went back to his sister's room to re-
deposit the "evidence" he hoped would incriminate his sister. The intent was to 
make it appear that Amber was having accidents in her underwear, which would 
surely get her spanked and put into diapers, Kyle hoped.
	When Kyle left his sister's room he was confronted by Amber. She looked at 
him standing there in his thick, heavily taped-coated diaper glistening from the 
hallway light.
	"What are you doing in my room?!" she snapped at him. Her arms were folded 
across her chest and her face emitted a very angry look much like what Kyle had 
seen from his mother. Kyle froze and stood with his arms at his sides.
	"I'm not doing anything!" he said.
	"Moooommmm!" Amber's shrill voice wailed.
	Helen got up from her office where she was putting the finishing touches 
on the book she was getting ready to have published. She ran to her daughter and 
asked, "what's the matter?"
	"Kyle was in my room!" she tattled.
	Helen went into the boys' room and threw the door open.
	"All right, Kyle! What were you doing in your sister's room?!"
	"N-n-nothing," he answered. His guilty expression was a dead giveaway that 
he had done something in there that he wasn't supposed to. His Mom stared 
angrily at him while she waited for a true answer. Just then Amber cried out 
again.
	"Come look what Kyle did!" she yelled.
	"Stay right here, young man!"
	Helen went into her daughter's room where Amber showed her mother her 
panties that had been ruined. She was crying as she held up one of the pairs. 
They appeared to have been planted there since they were all grouped together. 
Helen knew from her own experiences in washing Kyle's underpants that the poop 
stains did not look the same in Amber's panties as if they had been actually 
soiled from being worn. Amber was so embarrassed over being made to look like 
she would ever do such a thing to her underwear. She knew she was a good girl 
and girls don't so such things like boys do.
	"I didn't do that, Mom!" Amber cried.
	"I know you didn't, dear, but I know who did!"
	Helen returned to the boys' bedroom and she screamed at Kyle for his 
poorly executed attempt to frame his sister. She pointed out that there was a 
swath of poop running along the underside of Kyle's arm, where he had picked it 
up from reaching into the garbage. The consistency of the poop artificially 
placed in Amber's panties matched that of which appeared on Kyle's arm. Kyle 
realized that his plan backfired and he was about to get another big spanking. 
His diaper was cut away and Kyle stood before his mother, stripped to his bare 
buttocks.
	Kyle was back over his Mom's knee again and getting a very intense 
spanking. When his Mom finished spanking him, she called Amber to come over to 
her and start spanking Kyle for ruining her panties. Kyle couldn't imagine 
having his little sister spank him! This would be the ultimate humiliation for 
Kyle.
	Amber stood hesitantly as she held her shaking hand above his reddened 
buttocks. She was so scared of the sight of her mother spanking her brothers and 
it made her very uncomfortable to be expected to do it herself.
	"Go ahead, Amber!" her mother coached her. "Just start spanking him and 
keep going as long as you can! He ruined your panties and he deserves it! Think 
about how mad that makes you!"
	"I'm really mad!" Amber said. She then struck Kyle's bottom with her 
little hand. "Take that, bad brother!"
	It was only a light hit, though it made Kyle flinch.
	"Harder, Amber, harder! Give it to the little brat!"
	"You brat!" she yelled over and over as she hit him again. She started 
spanking him harder and faster. Kyle began crying again as the fire on his 
sensitive backside was rekindled by his little sister! He underestimated how 
hard she was able to spank him. Helen watched proudly as her daughter spanked 
her brother about thirty times or so. It was just part of Helen's plan to raise 
her daughter to become an extreme feminist like her mother and to teach her to 
discipline boys for their bad behavior.
	Amber asked her Mom if she could diaper him up again. Her mother decided 
that this was a good time for her daughter to learn how to diaper her brothers 
since she was going to be doing it on a regular basis along with administering 
strict discipline.
	With some help from her mother, Amber got the diaper on Kyle. She worked 
it over his genitals and giggled as she saw Kyle's penis standing erect before 
she fit the diaper so snugly and securely at his crotch and wrapped it over his 
stomach and rear end. It looked like a diaper Helen would have put on, but Amber 
did most of the work this time. She fastened the tapes as tightly as she could 
on both sides. Before she ran the mailing tape around his diaper she asked her 
Mom if she could put a second diaper on over the first one.
	"That isn't really necessary, Amber," her mother said.
	"But I want to!"
	"Why?" her mother asked. "The first diaper will catch everything."
	"Because it'll be thicker!"
	"Good thinking, Amber! Anything to punish your brothers!" Helen said as 
she handed Amber another diaper. She put it on over the first one and doubled 
the thickness of material around Kyle's body.
	"We need to use up the rest of his disposables anyway," Amber's mother 
said to her. "Go ahead and use two on Matt. After this, we'll start putting Kyle 
and Matt into cloth diapers. They need to get used to wearing something a little 
thicker yet."
	Matt resisted when he learned that Amber was going to change his diaper. 
He started to run away, but when his mother reminded him of what Kyle's butt 
looked like and how it got that way, Matt quickly let down his resistance and 
got into position as Amber began pulling away at the tapes. Her mother had to 
help her remove the diaper since the tapes had such a strong adhesive. When she 
removed the diaper she gagged on the odors created by the voluminous mixture of 
pee and poop.
	"Eww, gross!" Amber said as she looked at how much poop Matt had dumped 
into his diaper and how much he soaked the front of it in his urine.
	"You'll get used to the smell, Amber," Helen assured her daughter. She 
assisted Amber again and showed her how to wipe up a big mess such as the one 
Matt left for her to clean up. After Matt's tush was cleared of poop Amber 
grabbed one of Matt's diapers and unfolded it. She slid it beneath her big 
brother's bottom. She looked at Matt's penis, which was sticking up and erect.
	"Why does his little thingie do that, Mom?" Amber asked.
	"Boys do that when they like something," her mother explained. "And boys 
like to get diapered, so just expect it whenever you change them."
	Amber finished pulling the diaper over Matt's stomach and she pulled it up 
tightly and snugly into his crotch. She brought the tapes forward and began 
fastening them. She had watched her mother diaper her brothers enough times that 
she knew what to do.
	"This is fun!" Amber exclaimed, "putting diapers on my big brothers! I 
don't like the poop, though."
	Amber asked her mother if Matt needed to have tape wrapped around his 
diapers, too.
	"He doesn't need it, but if you want to, go ahead."
	Amber grabbed the tape dispenser and ran it around Matt's waist several 
times and then ran it over the rest of his diaper. Matt started to fight her 
off, but then his Mom gave him a couple sharp smacks to his unprotected thighs.
	"You're lucky you've got that diaper taped on you!" Helen said to Matt. 
"You know where I would have spanked you otherwise!"
	"It's so thick, Mommy!" Matt said. He still called his mother "Mommy" even 
though he was approaching the age of eight years.
	"Not as thick as what you're going to be wearing!" his mother told him.
	Later in the afternoon when the boys were playing in their bedroom their 
mother came into the room and said, "We're going for a walk, let's go, boys!"
	"But, mom!" Kyle whined.
	"You want that spanking to go away?" she asked him. "I'm sure you're still 
feeling it!"
	Kyle nodded his head and said nothing.
	"Then you'd better come with me if you don't want me to add to it!"
	Kyle cried as he was forced to go outside and be seen by all the kids in 
the neighborhood. He saw Scott and Tom, who asked where he had been. They saw 
the bulging diapers around his body and laughed at him. Immediately the other 
boys severed their friendship with Kyle for going around in diapers.
	"Who wants to be friends with a diaper dick like him?"
	"Careful boys," Helen said. "You may be next!"
	"Boys are such brats!" Helen grumbled as she watched the boys ride away on 
their bicycles. Her daughter profoundly agreed with her.
	The family continued to walk through the neighborhood. All of the other 
kids who were outside playing got a good glimpse at Kyle and Matt in their 
diapers. Kyle had just unloaded a big bowel movement in his diapers and this 
made walking even more difficult and uncomfortable.
	When they reached the end of the street they turned onto the main street 
that ran through town, where dozens of motorists passing by saw Kyle and Matt 
with their butts diapered up and taped up. The slow speed limit through town 
gave drivers a better look at the boys.
	They finally reached their destination, a small children's clothing store. 
It's owner was a lady who was in Helen's women's group and she had just recently 
opened the store. She used the sale of children's clothing as a front for what 
she really intended to sell. As this lady was also an extreme feminist with 
radical ideas on raising boys, she designated a section of her store for selling 
diapers and oversized baby clothes for boys which she had used on her own two 
boys at home. The clothes, which included onesies, sleepers, overalls, snap-on 
pants and short baby shirts, were custom tailored and had to be ordered from the 
manufacturer upon demand. She maintained a stock of white flat and pre-folded 
diapers, plastic pants, training pants and pull-on briefs from the manufacturer, 
however. Colors and prints were available by special order. All the diapers she 
sold were also custom manufactured with extremely thick absorbent panels in the 
center, using four times the amount of material as standard diapers. In addition 
she stocked institutional-use disposable diapers and supplies such as powder, 
lotion, pins and wipes.
	Helen bought a large supply of pre-fold diapers and plastic pants for Kyle 
and Matt and ordered them each one pair of overalls and several shirts to pick 
up later when they arrived. Amber spent her time out in the main part of the 
store where she got to pick out some jeans and blouses to give her some new 
clothes to wear to school as well. The lady looked at the boys standing humbly 
in their disposable diapers and smiled at them. While the boys perceived the 
smile as a way for the lady to comfort them, she was smiling because she knew 
that they were going to be wearing the extremely thick diapers their mother was 
buying for them.
	A few days later, after the boys used up the last of their disposable 
diapers, Helen got out the cloth diapers and plastic pants. Kyle and Matt knew 
that they day would arrive soon enough and anticipated it when it had been 
announced that they were down to the last of their diapers.
	Helen had Amber at her side so she could watch and learn how to put on and 
pin up the cloth diapers. Helen put three of the incredibly thick diapers on 
each boy and she used lots of safety pins to fasten them on, many of them 
overlapping each other. She then put two pairs of plastic pants on each of them 
and then changed their shirts. Her special order had arrived by then and she put 
the short shirts on Kyle and Matt. She left the overalls alone until the boys 
were ready to go to school in just a few days. Their old shirts were taken to 
the thrift store along with Kyle's jeans.
	Kyle and Matt spent the remaining few days of their summer bundled into 
their extremely thick diapers. Amber helped her mother change them each evening 
before they were sent to bed and she was getting to where the smell of her 
brothers' wet and poopy diapers and wiping her brothers' poopy butts didn't 
bother her so much. Amber also started sending her brothers to bed by herself 
and telling them when it was their play time and their nap time. In spite of 
being older, the boys respected their little sister's authority and knew that 
they would get spanked if they didn't.
	The first day of school was very difficult for both Kyle and Matt. They 
woke up in wet diapers that morning and knew they would end up going to school 
in them since there was no time for them to be changed first. For the first time 
they each had on their overalls. Kyle stood before the mirror on his door and 
looked down at his bulging hips and rear end. It was plain as day that he was 
wearing diapers and everyone at school would surely notice. He thought he looked 
ridiculous standing there looking like a toddler boy. He didn't dare protest, 
and besides, it was all he had to wear. Even Matt felt funny going to school 
since he was so much more thickly and conspicuously diapered than ever before.
	The trouble started for the two boys the minute they got to the bus stop. 
About a dozen other boys and girls were standing there waiting for the bus to 
arrive. The group of kids began pointing and laughing, including Kyle's former 
neighborhood comrades Scott and Tom. They began calling him and Matt "diaper 
dicks" and other disparaging names. Kyle felt hurt and humiliated. He wanted to 
run back home and never come to school again. but he knew he had no choice.
	Kyle spent the entire day in school dealing with having boys and girls 
teasing him for wearing diapers and such a babyish outfit. They asked him, 
"why's your butt so big?" and "does Mrs. Allison change your didies, too?" Kyle 
didn't even eat his lunch that day because he was so upset by the treatment his 
was getting from the other students. Matt didn't fare much better.
	By the end of the second week of school the principal had a conference 
with Helen. As this was the same school at which Helen used to teach, the 
principal knew her well and it was no surprise to him that she was treating her 
boys this way and sending them to school in diapers. After the principal 
questioned Helen on why she was doing this, Helen became enraged and resentful 
towards the principal and stormed out. She withdrew her kids from the school 
immediately and took them back home with her that day. Even Amber was withdrawn 
from school. This upset her as she had made many new friends, though her mother 
assured her that her friends were welcome to visit her at home.
	Helen began home schooling her children at this point. Her previous 
experience as a schoolteacher gave her the background that was necessary for a 
parent to home school their children. She bought them books and other supplies 
and set up a makeshift classroom in the building in the back yard that had once 
been her husband's work shop. It had sat empty since the divorce occurred, but 
it needed some cleaning and other improvements. Until the work was done, the 
kids received their lessons at the kitchen table.
	Kyle and Matt felt better about not having to go to school with their 
diapers bulging out from beneath their overalls. Never again did they have to 
deal with their classmates teasing them about wearing diapers or smelling when 
they had to poop in their diapers while in class. Now they just walked through 
the back yard to their "classroom." Helen never bothered to dress them anymore 
except when she took her boys with her to do shopping and other errands. 
Otherwise, she always kept them in just their diapers every single day. As 
autumn's chill set in later in the year, this made for some cold walks for the 
bare- legged boys as they went from the house to the building in the corner of 
the back yard every morning, and it would only get worse when winter arrived.
	As being a parent as well as a teacher to her children, Helen continued to 
reinforce the discipline she wanted her boys to have in order to keep them as 
two little boys. She began feeding them their meals instead of letting them eat 
on their own. She bought two high chairs and she fed one of the boys while Amber 
fed the other. The boys' two beds were also replaced by one large crib in which 
they both slept together. She wanted to do everything she could to remind her 
boys that they were like babies to her and would always be treated this way.
	The boys slowly learned to accept their fate and they obeyed their mother 
and their little sister's without complaint. They were to address Amber as their 
Big Sister, even though she was younger and smaller than her Little Brothers, as 
she now called them. The boys were no longer in any danger of becoming hooked on 
drugs or selling them. They would never join a gang and they would never get a 
girl pregnant. Helen had successfully achieved her goal of raising her boys and 
her daughter the ways she wanted to raise them. Now she was developing her plans 
for other parents of bratty boys to follow her example and to further accomplish 
her mission to reform the way boys are to be brought up.

B.R.A.T.T.: PART 3
==================


	Helen's mission to change the way mothers raise their boys did not end 
with the way she had brought up her sons Kyle and Matt. She hoped that all 
parents would adopt her parenting practices and keep their boys in diapers and 
treat them as babies to keep them out of trouble. Scott and Tom, who were Kyle's 
former friends served as prime examples of what Helen wanted to change in the 
behavior of boys, especially with what the mischievous miscreants did on 
Halloween night that year.
	Amber was out gathering candy with some of her friends, but Kyle and Matt 
were stuck at home in diapers to miss their first of many more Halloweens. Helen 
made her boys hand out candy to the dozens of kids who came up to the door. 
Every one of them got to see Kyle and Matt heavily pinned up in several thick 
layers of diapers. She told the boys to leave the candy bowl on the floor far 
behind them so they would have to turn around, bend over and let everyone see 
their white, extremely padded rear ends and bare legs each time they retrieved 
candy. Not only was this done to further humiliate Kyle and Matt, but Helen also 
wanted to "promote" the idea of having boys wear diapers to kids and parents 
alike. Only one parent voiced objections to the boys wearing diapers, but Helen 
simply said, "they're just dressed in baby boy costumes."
	Halloween night was traditionally a favorite time for kids to go out and 
cause trouble, and Scott and Tom were no exception. The two boys came to Helen's 
house and rang the doorbell but they were not dressed up, though they were still 
carrying bags and expecting candy. They looked at Kyle and Matt and then sand in 
unison, "trick or treat, smell my ass, while I shit and pass more gas!"
	"So, where's our candy, diaper boys?" Tom taunted Kyle and Matt.
	"You don't get any!" Kyle said.
	"And why not?" Tom confronted Kyle.
	Kyle tried to close the door, but Tom blocked it and pushed it back open, 
hitting Kyle in the face with the door. Kyle fell back and landed on the floor. 
His diapers helped to cushion the impact of landing on his coccyx. Kyle sat 
there open legged, his diapers bulging out from his crotch. He began crying as 
Tom and Scott started laughing at him.
	"Mooooommm!" Kyle bellowed.
	"Ahh, didums want his mom-mee?" Tom said in a mocking baby voice.
	Helen came to the door and saw Kyle sitting there with a bleeding lip.
	"What are you boys doing? Get out of here!"
	"No way! Not until we get some candy first!"
	Sorry boys, no costume, no candy!" She then slammed the door shut on them. 
Helen took Kyle back into the bathroom to clean the blood off his face. While 
Helen was wiping Kyle's face, the doorbell rang again.
	"Stay put, I'll get it," Helen said as she left Kyle sitting on the 
toilet, the lid down. It was the first time Kyle had sat on the toilet at all 
since he was diapered permanently, and it seemed so paradoxical to him to be 
sitting on the toilet, but still wearing diapers.
	When Helen answered the door, she was greeted by Scott and Tom, who were 
counting on seeing Kyle. They demanded their candy again, but Helen refused to 
give them any. Tom then said, right to her face, "We don't want your stupid 
candy anyway, bitch!"
	The boys then tried to run away, but Helen immediately reached down and 
grabbed the backs of their coats and dragged them inside the house. Scott 
managed to wrangle himself away as he escaped Helen's boiling wrath, but Tom was 
the unlucky one who got nabbed by Helen's stronger right hand and he was trapped 
inside the house as Helen shut the door. She told Kyle and Matt to keep passing 
out candy while she dealt with Tom.
	Helen carried Tom over to the couch and she maintained a firm stranglehold 
around his body like a straight jacket while she carried him. Tom tried to fight 
himself out of her locking arms and he kicked furiously but futilely. He was 
swearing and calling Helen names. He shouted, "let me go, you fat-assed cunt-
faced whore!"
	Helen became even more angry at the boy's insulting and foul language. She 
sat down with Tom and clamped her big thighs around Tom's skinny legs. She 
reached underneath his belly and unfastened his pants single-handedly with her 
left hand while she continued to hold him down with her right arm and the weight 
of her upper body. She slipped his pants off and then his underwear, which she 
noted contained a long, wide swath of poop running from the crotch up into the 
seat, indicating poor wiping skills which Helen expected of boys.
	"Skid marks, it figures," Helen said as she pulled his briefs all the way 
down. She looked at his rear end and saw that he had been spanked fairly 
recently. Tom knew what he was about to get and he hollered, "I'm sorry! I'm 
sorry! Now let me go now! Please!"
	"It's too late, boy," she said in a low, but vicious voice she began 
spanking him. Helen thought about what Tom had called her and replayed his 
naughty words in her head. This drove her to spank him even harder and faster.
	"Never, ever, ever call me a bitch!" Helen shouted as loudly as she could 
while maintaining a furious pace in her spanking. Kyle and Matt couldn't stand 
to watch the spanking spectacle. They turned around and only listened to the 
spanking as their mother's hand beat on Tom's behind like a bongo drum. Each 
slap to his skin echoed throughout the house as did Tom's wailing, subdued 
voice. Several trick-or- treaters who came to the door heard the spanking inside 
the house and they immediately fled for fear that this house was a "trick" 
instead of a "treat."
	When Helen finished spanking him, she let him go and said, "You're lucky 
I'm not your mother! I would have had you in diapers a long time ago!" She then 
ordered Tom, "get your pants on and get the hell out of my house!"
	Scott hated going out the door just as a large crowd of masquerading candy 
scavengers was coming up the walk, among them. Amber as she was coming back home 
for the night. Scott was nowhere to be found when Tom went back outside. He 
bawled and rubbed his behind all the way home.
	By then the evening had pretty much wound down and no more trick-or-
treaters were coming to the door. All was quiet as Helen and Amber changed the 
boys out of their stinky and poopy diapers and put several more clean ones on 
them before putting them in their crib.
	The morning after Halloween arrived. As Helen went out to get the 
newspaper that morning, she saw that dozens of strands of toilet paper were 
strewn about the tree branches and throughout the entire front yard. She walked 
out to the newspaper box and saw that the pumpkins had been smashed up in the 
street. She then returned to the house and saw that several eggs had been 
splattered on the side of the house. Her car windows were soaped!
	"BOYS!" she fumed in her mind. "They're all brats! All of them! I wish 
they could all be put in diapers forever! That's keep them out of trouble."
	Helen assumed that it was boys who were at fault for the mess that was 
left behind, even though girls could have just as easily done the same thing. In 
Helen's narrow, judgmental and highly feminist mind, however, she didn't even 
consider the possibility that anyone other than boys would have done the dirty 
deed. Moreover, she suspected that Scott and Tom were the culprits as they were 
the ones most likely to do this in retaliation for what happened the night 
before.
	Helen felt very frustrated over not being able to actually prove that 
these boys were at fault, but she was satisfied with her unconfirmed suspicions 
that at the very least that boys were to blame. She started her home schooling 
lessons late as she was too mad about the mess and she needed to work off her 
feelings. She spent half of the morning cleaning everything up. Several segments 
of toilet paper were still left swaying in the leafless limbs of the trees and 
would have to be cleared by the chilling November winds.
	Later that afternoon, Scott and Tom returned to Helen's house. This time 
when they rang the doorbell, they had their mother with them. Their mother stood 
in front of them as they waited for the door to open. Helen was greeted by the 
woman, whom she had never met.
	"Hello," Helen said.
	"Hi, my name is June, I live just down the street from you. My boys have 
something to say to you."
	The boys' mother stepped aside and prompted her two sons to walk forward. 
They each had tears streaming down their faces and had been harshly spanked just 
before they were brought over.
	"What do you have to say to this lady for what you did last night?" their 
mother prompted them.
	"We're...sniff...sorry..." Scott whimpered.
	"Sorry about the mess..." Tom sniffled through a veil of tears.
	"I'm really sorry, ma'am," the other boys' mother said. "They're boys, 
what can I say?"
	"I know what you mean, believe me, I do!" Helen agreed with the other lady 
profoundly.
	"You have boys?" June asked Helen.
	"Yes," Helen groaned. "
	"Don't you wish they never grew up and became such hellraisers? I wish 
they could just stay as babies!" June said.
	"Funny you mention that," Helen said.
	"What do you mean?" the other lady asked.
	"Got a minute?" Helen asked her.
	"Sure."
	"Come on in," Helen invited the lady into the house. She ordered her boys 
to come in with her. Tom stood still as he stared at the couch where he vividly 
recalled the previous night's memory of getting spanked there.
	"By the way, I'm Helen," she introduced herself. "This is my daughter 
Amber, and those are my two boys, Kyle and Matt."
	"They're in diapers! And big diapers!" June exclaimed.
	"Exactly! You think they'll ever want to go out like that?"
	"I don't imagine so. Are you suggesting I make my boys wear diapers?"
	"Of course!" Helen said. Scott and Tom each felt their mouths dry up and 
their stomachs churn as they thought about being put into such enormous, thick 
diapers like Kyle and Matt were wearing.
	"Well," June uttered nervously. "I never thought about it. I've taken 
their pants away so they would have to stay around the house in their underwear 
when I've grounded them. Why diapers?"
	"Because I'm keeping them as little boys!" Helen clamored so proudly. "The 
diapers just remind them that they are little boys and Mommy is in charge!"
	"So is their big sister!" Amber added. "That's me!"
	"Your the big sister?" June asked Amber incredulously.
	"She is now," Helen said. "Even though her brothers are older than she is, 
she's still considered their big sister."
	"Yeah, and I change their diapers and I put them in their crib!"
	"Really?" June exclaimed.
	"I just thought I'd offer my suggestion in case your boys get out of line 
on you," Helen said.
	"Well, I can use it as a threat," June said.
	"What are you doing next Tuesday evening?" Helen asked June.
	"Nothing. Clean house, do laundry, especially dirty underwear! Why don't 
boys learn to wipe, you know?"
	"There's another reason to diaper them, you know," Helen added.
	"Seeing that they have found other uses for toilet paper..." June joked 
lightly about her two boys making a mess of Helen's yard.
	"I hold a monthly meeting with some of my colleagues," Helen mentioned to 
June. The meetings were being held at in Helen's home now that Larry was no 
longer living there. Helen continued to explain what she and the other women 
with whom she associated discussed. It turned out that June was also a feminist 
and held similar ideals to those of Helen, albeit not as extreme. June was then 
invited to join Helen and her colleagues for the next meeting, and she agreed to 
meet with them the following Tuesday.
	June brought her two boys over with her while she met with Helen and the 
other women who were present. They convened around the kitchen table and talked 
about everyday women's issues as usual. Helen then brought up an idea that she 
had thought about for awhile and had been writing about it for her next book, 
which she had titled "B.R.A.T.T.", or "Boys Raised in Absence of Toilet 
Training."
	She proposed starting a feminist parenting organization by the same name 
as her book, which advocated that boys should not be toilet trained and instead 
kept in diapers all the time. For boys who were already toilet trained, they 
should be returned to wearing diapers and treated as babies again. The boys 
would also be trained to enjoy wearing diapers. The therapist reported that her 
sons all could
	She explained that boys needed more discipline and were apt to cause 
trouble for themselves and others later in life, and that by raising them as 
babies, they would remain within control of their parents. Helen added that boys 
are better suited for wearing diapers since they are typically more difficult to 
toilet train and consequently are trained at a later age than girls. Helen also 
cited statistics that showed that boys are more often bedwetters than girls and 
are also more likely to be encopretic, or lacking in bowel control. Lastly, 
Helen added that boys often engage in activities involving peeing and pooping 
their pants deliberately, another call for greater discipline for boys.
	Ultimately, Helen's goal of raising boys in diapers was to discipline them 
and to teach them to fear and respect women and girls. She theorized that if all 
boys were raised this way they would essentially remain as babies and only girls 
would be given the opportunity to advance themselves in society and become the 
leaders that Helen and other feminists have been striving to achieve.
	Helen also blamed so many of the problems that affect today's youth on 
boys. She went into her spiel about drugs, gangs, violence, teen pregnancy and 
other issues. While she acknowledged that girls are involved in these things 
too, which obviously included teen pregnancy, she felt that if boys hadn't 
started these problems, society would not have to pay the high cost of dealing 
with them and with little results.
	"Think about it," Helen said to her group. "You think any boy could ever 
get a girl pregnant as long as he's kept in diapers all the time?" The women 
nodded and some even laughed.
	The meeting ran for a couple hours as they discussed the idea of 
establishing the B.R.A.T.T. feminist parenting advocacy organization. They 
discussed how they would get other feminist mothers to become aware of their 
organization and hopefully become members of the organization. As the meeting 
finally adjourned, they agreed to convene in another two weeks, as opposed to 
the usual monthly intervals between which the meetings were held.

B.R.A.T.T.: PART 4
==================


	A day hadn't even passed when Scott and Tom got into trouble at school. 
They picked a fight with a smaller boy and took his lunch money from him. June 
became very furious when the principal called her at work and told her that her 
boys were going to be suspended from school. The ideas that Helen talked about 
were fresh in June's mind and she decided to go ahead and put her boys in 
diapers just like Helen did for Kyle and Matt.
	June didn't say a word to her sons when she picked them up from the 
principal's office. They both had fresh tears coating their faces and they were 
rubbing their backsides from the big spanking the principal gave them. She just 
grabbed each of them by their wrists and dragged them out to the car.
	Before June took her boys home she made a stop at the clothing store where 
Helen went to buy diapers for Kyle and Matt. The owner was there and she 
recognized June from the meeting at Helen's house the night before. Seeing that 
June had her two boys with her and that they appeared to be on their way to a 
big punishment, the lady immediately knew what June wanted to get, so they went 
to the back room and were shown the large selection of diapers and plastic 
pants.
	Scott and Matt watched from the corner of the room as the lady showed 
their mother the extra thick pre-folded diapers which were the ones she 
recommended. She unfolded one of the virgin white diapers and showed June the 
extra thick layers that comprised the center of the diaper and spanned outward 
in the front and rear. Both Tom and Scott stood rigidly and felt their throats 
go dry as they anticipated having to wear those enormous, bulky diapers.
	The lady called the boys over from the corner so she could demonstrate how 
the diapers fit. The lady chose Tom to be her model. She held the diaper in 
place around Tom's waist with his jeans still on just so June could see how big 
they would go on him and Scott. She liked pointing out how the manufacturer made 
them go extra high to provide more capacity and to make them impossible to 
conceal when wearing pants. June took another one of the diapers and held it 
around Scott. The boys were merely getting a small sample of what they had 
coming later. Obviously, they would not be wearing their jeans underneath the 
diapers, and not over them, either. The diapers would be held up more tightly by 
several large safety pins. They would be wearing several more of the diapers 
together instead of just the one that was held around each of their waists for 
only a few seconds. Most of all, the boys would have to get used to feeling 
their pee and poop squishing around in their diapers for several hours prior to 
getting changed.
	June also ordered some little boy outfits for Tom and Scott to wear to 
school when their suspension ended. The outfits would take about a week to 
arrive, which was fine since the boys would be out of school for that length of 
time anyway and would need to get used to being in only diapers for most of the 
time.
	Scott and Tom whined about being put in diapers as their mother hurriedly 
drove home. She told them, "shut up and get used to it! I'm not going to change 
my mind about this! You boys have pushed things too far and you're only going to 
get worse if I don't put a stop to it now!"
	Upon getting home, the two boys were escorted to the one bedroom they 
shared. She made them each strip off their jeans and their underpants. Both of 
them failed to wipe after their bowel movements earlier that day as this was 
evidenced by the dark brown marks in the seats of their briefs.
	"Too bad you boys can't use toilet paper the right way!" June grumbled as 
she referred to the boys' recent Halloween antics as well as their seeming 
inability to keep their underwear clean. "You won't be using toilet paper at all 
anymore, I can assure you two of that!"
	When the boys had their pants off their mother made them each bend over on 
the bed. They knew their mother was about to spank them, adding more fire to the 
paddling job they each got from the principal.
	"But the principal already spanked us!" Tom whimpered.
	"Yes, and now it's my turn!" their mother said.
	With two bare bottoms facing June, she started with Tom, using a wide 
paddle and delivering several dozen or so swift swats with the board she had 
often wielded in the presence of her incorrigible boys. She spaced out each swat 
slowly to give the pain time to linger between each hit and to prolong the 
spanking. Tom cried as the pain intensified with each swat. Scott cringed as he 
breathlessly anticipated the unimaginable pain of getting another severe 
spanking on top of the one he was dealt from school.
	Tom was left crying, still bent over on the bed while Scott received his 
spanking. When it was over with the two boys were bawling loudly and helplessly 
as they waited for their mother to diaper them. Tom was the first to get several 
of the new cloth diapers pinned around him. Scott sat at the edge of the bed and 
stared as he watched each diaper go around his brother's body, becoming thicker 
and thicker with each layer that was added to the bulging mass of cloth between 
his legs. Tom got his plastic pants put on and then he was set free. The 
enormous plastic pants crinkled so noisily as Tom walked out of the room. Now it 
was Scott's turn, and within a few minutes he was identically diapered like his 
brother.
	Scott and Tom were never taken out of their diapers again except to be 
changed, which was often only once a day since they were so heavily diapered. 
They never left their house to cause trouble for anyone in the neighborhood. 
Scott and Tom's remaining neighborhood friends wondered what had happened to 
them. Upon coming over to their house, the other kids learned of the diapered 
fate that Scott and Tom faced. June invited the other kids in, both boys and 
girls, to see her two twelve-year-old sons so childishly adorning such thick 
diapers.
	After a round of laughter and teasing the kids left June's house and they 
never wanted to associate with Scott or Tom again. Only when the boys returned 
to school did they see the other kids who laughed at them for wearing such 
babyish clothes and having such big bulges around their butts and smelling of 
pee and poop. They weren't as fortunate as Matt and Kyle to be home schooled and 
removed from the daily teasing and tormenting of the other students.
	As the year came to an end, Helen and her colleagues worked extensively to 
establish and promote their B.R.A.T.T. organization. They drafted their mission 
statement and collected other ideas to be included in the promotional literature 
that was to be distributed locally as well as through advertising in magazines 
devoted to feminists, parents and other women's interests. An Internet web site 
was set up and its awareness was also promoted in several women- oriented 
Internet discussion groups.
	The responses from parents wishing to sign up their boys in B.R.A.T.T. 
exceeded Helen's most lofty expectations. Within its first few months membership 
had reached thousands. Several responses and membership requests from several 
mothers, feminist and non-feminist alike, started pouring in. June and the other 
women helped Helen with the extra work involved in mailing literature, 
maintaining the Web site and putting together the monthly newsletters that 
consisted mostly of stories from other parents of B.R.A.T.T.
	Mothers who were fed up with their boys getting in trouble all the time 
wrote letters to describe how they were making their boys wear diapers and what 
a difference it was making in maintaining discipline and control. Other parents 
signed up their boys into B.R.A.T.T. because they were chronic bedwetters and 
encopretics, or that their boys simply couldn't keep their pants clean or chose 
not to and would have preferred to wear diapers anyway. Some parents put their 
boys into B.R.A.T.T. for punishment while others saw it as a support group for 
boys who wore diapers. Other parents who were raising daughters liked the 
organization for the way it stunted the advancement of boys through 
infantilization and promoted girls to become achievers and leaders in their 
place.
	Helen designed a logo for the organization which consisted of the front of 
a diaper with the profile of a boys face and a toilet with a red circle and a 
slash below it. The lettering was used from a font designed to look like a 
child's handwriting. This logo was used on brochures and in the monthly 
newsletter that was sent out to all members.
	The most prominent use of the B.R.A.T.T. logo was on the T-shirts that the 
organization made available to its members. For boys, the T-shirts read: "I Am a 
B.R.A.T.T." with the acronym spelled out at the bottom. For girls, they read "My 
Brother Is a B.R.A.T.T.". Another one that read "My Brothers Are B.R.A.T.T.'s" 
was available for girls with more than one brother. The mothers' shirts read, 
"My Son Is a

B.R.A.T.T."
	The organization spread its presence to other cities and small towns where 
local mothers therein agreed to open up their own chapters of B.R.A.T.T. to hold 
meetings and to promote the organization and its philosophies. Thousands more 
boys across the country were being put into diapers full-time because of the 
influence of the organization, and the numbers increased steadily.
	While many parents supported the B.R.A.T.T. organization-- mainly feminist 
mothers-- the mainstream public opposed it and the organization became very 
controversial. Mothers who were known members of B.R.A.T.T. were scorned and 
ridiculed. The group was viewed as a cult by some, and Helen was their leader. 
Angry letters of protest were mailed to the organization, though they were 
usually just ignored. In spite of its opposition and attempts to force the 
organization to close, it continued to flourish and was even beginning to have a 
positive impact on crime rates in areas where B.R.A.T.T. membership was higher. 
Thousands of boys were being incarcerated in their homes simply by being 
diapered and treated like babies. Girls were beginning to get a foothold on 
breaking through the fabled glass ceiling that has held them back in society.
	Whether Helen's mission to change the world would ever work in the long 
run remained to be determined. What would become of the boys who were raised in 
diapers remained unknown. The continued growth of B.R.A.T.T. at least showed 
some hope for millions of feminists around the world who could only before dream 
of achieving dominance over their male counterparts. If Kyle's and Matt's 
behavior provided any indication, girls would soon start taking over, because 
Kyle and Matt, now teenagers, along with all the other boys being raised as 
B.R.A.T.T's were just a bunch of baby boys in diapers forever as far as they 
were concerned.

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