I was at the age of 12. I went to my father�s house in search of
Christmas joy and happy tidings, but what I didn't know was that my
brother at the age of 5 was still bedwetting. It was the night before
Christmas. That night I got there I was super tired and my brother and
the family were tired as well. So my stepmother (father and mother are
divorced) told my little brother to get ready for bed. So since we were
brothers I thought it would be okay to just change with him. At the age
of 5 he wore little Batman (cartoon underpants) undies. But since I was
never diapered while bedwetting I had no clue he was going to change
right in front of me down to his bare naked butt. So he went to the
closet to get what is now called a pull-up and change. I was in shock.
Now that my brother had just stripped in front of me he was making me
curious and I asked him, "What is that?" He replied with a diaper and
right as he said that I was with the utmost questioned. He said it
helps him to keep the pee inside and not outside of the diaper. He said
to me it is really comfortable. So with no regards I change out of my
underpants (white briefs) and change. It felt like I was on a toilet
the whole time, but to not show anything I did nothing inside of it. So
when we got dressed the girls had to get dressed next. My brother and I
waited to watch a movie (Talladega Nights). I sat next to him with both
our puffy diapers on. Nobody, I thought, could see me. But my sisters
sat on the couch and might have seen something. I didn't think anything
was wrong.
The morning of Christmas everyone woke up with a jump I yelled really
loud and actually everyone got pissed at first but realized it was
Christmas. I got up I really actually didn't feel anything but I knew
something that I had forgotten. The morning we sat in a circle and
everyone passed out gifts. I had to really go to the bathroom, but my
family said I was first. I almost pooed my pants at first but was able
to hold it for as long as possible. We got done everyone played with
their gifts and then my brother came to me and said how was it and I
said with utmost happiness wonderful he then said come with me. I
walked to his room he sat me down and told me to never tell anyone. I
then released with first gas, then it was horrid. I had finally let go
of what I was holding in. My brother went back worried and started to
cry. I had just pooped my pants. But thanks to my brother had done that
same a few hours ago but for some reason none had realized he got
undressed and his mom walked in and said to him why didn't you use the
potty he said I didn't feel it but then he got the spanking of his
life.
The night had come and I thought I should cool down and relax this
night not to wear a diaper but my desire grew even strong and my
brother and I had been diapered again. His mom walked in on us changing
and said nothing to me. She walked to my father and told her
everything. He was very mad at me and actually just switched to the
opposite. I was to know show how bad diapers are fro my brother. So my
dad walked in brought two diapers in for us. He walked in asked how it
was going. We both replied ok. My brother and I both slept in the same
bed. We are now dad�s favorite babies. The next morning my dad took us
to work and told us we could continue to do what we are doing. His
mother disagreed with this but then we both had to pee and I think my
brother had to poo. He said use the diaper I have extras in the back
this was the first entire day we both were diapers sorry forgot to
mention that. He went then I went my dad was happy but then we got to
Babies R Us and said to me find Goodnights size large. I found them and
then we went to the check out my brother was asked are these for you by
the check out ladies. My father said both but the chick thought I was
about 7 and said nothing. Three weeks had past and the sad part I had
to go home back to my mother�s. My dad saved extra diapers for me in
the attic and now I can�t wait to go back this summer.