The bedwetting solution  
Dedicated to "Deeker"
Written by Coodie
http://www.geocities.com/WestHollywood/Heights/8831

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Disclaimer : This article is a work of fiction. No characters in this story
are related to any persons living or dead. This story contains infantilism
and regression. Although minors are used, this story does not contain child
pornography. This story may be distributed freely, but may not be sold or
published unless the author has given written consent.
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-= The characters =-

Justin   - Me, 11 years old.
Laura    - My 16 sister, who was adopted when she was about 3 months old.
Mr Kent  - My father.
Mrs Kent - My mother.

-= Part 1 =-
              
The sun streamed in through the windows of the log cabin. I woke up to
the sound of the birds and the other animals outside. I also woke up
wet. This was the second time I had wet the bed since I was on holiday.
My family, which consisted of my mom, my dad, my 16 year old sister and
myself were spending two weeks up in a montain lodge. The lodge was situated
next to a forest. Although it was a fairly old lodge, it had a swimming
pool, tennis court and offered other activities such as horse riding, 
walks in the forest etc. We had rented two small cotages. My parents
shared one of the cottages and, my sister and I shared the other one. We
only slept in the cottages, as we ate at the resteraunt and had to bath 
in the communal bathroom. I was 11 years old and I had been wetting the
bed for as long as I can remember. I normally wet two or three times a
week, but sometimes I went for about half a month with out wetting, and 
everyone thought I had stopped, but always, sooner or later, I would wake
up in a soaked bed. My parents were always very supportive and never made
me feel embarresed or anything. They just made me responsible for cleaning
my own bed and washing the sheets. My sister and I got on quite well and she
didn't mind helping me sometimes, depending on the mood she was in.

I pulled myself out of bed. My wet pyjamas clung to my body an were cold
and awkward. My sister was busy making her bed at the opposite end of the
cabin. "Good morning sleepy-head", she greeted. "morning", I said.
"Did you have an accident again ?", She asked and I told her I had.

I let my pyjama bottoms drop to the floor with a plop and removed
my pyjama top. My previously white underpants were now a dull yellow
color from the urine. I removed them to. I didn't mind being naked in 
front of my sister as I had been many times before. I dried myself off
with a towel and put my wet things in plastic bag to give to my mom so
that she could have them washed. I stripped the bed and put the dirty
linen in the plastic bag aswell. I got dressed and left to have breakfast
with my parents.

My mom was still getting ready in her cabin, and I went in to say good 
morning. She asked me how I had slept and I told her I had wet again.
She sighed and said, "Greg, you can't keep wetting the bed here. I know
you don;t do it on purpose, but I can't keep going and asking for more 
linen. We're going to have to do something to stop your wetting. "What
are you going to do ?", I asked. "I'll have a talk to your father later on",
mom said and we left to go and have breakfast. 

My sister and father were already at the resteraunt waiting for us, and
nothing more was mentioned about the wet bed. The rest of the day went along
uneventfully and by the end of the afternoon, I had forgotten about the
wet bed. It was when my mom called me into my room that I remembered. I
put down the toys I was playing with and went into my room. My Mom and Dad
were waiting there for me. On the bed was a rectangular plastic bag of 
what appeared to be diapers. They were diapers ! There intentions were
immediatly clear, they were gonna diaper me at night. My mom must have
seen the expresion on my face, because she took my arm, and sat me down
on the bed in between my herself and my dad. "Now dear, its just for the
holidays. You know you can't continue wetting the bed here. Its not like
at home where we can wash the sheets. Just try them out and if you don't
like them you can stop wearing them." My father nodded his aggreement. 
I hung my head and sighed. "I might as well try them out" I said. "How
do I put them on ?" I asked. "Don't worry, Laura will do that for you,"
my mom replied, "I've already shown her how." My mom and dad left the
room, leaving me alone with the package of diapers. I studied the package,
"8 Disposable diapers - for older kids" Laura opened the door, and saw that
I had been told out the diapers. "Are you ready for bed ?", She asked.
I nodded and she told me to lie down on the bed. I protested at first. 
Having her see me naked was one thing, but having her change my diaper
was tottally differant. She ignored my and pushed me gently onto the bed.
I decided not to argue and just lay back. I started at the wall to my left.
She untied my shoelaces and removed my socks and shoes. She then undid the
buttons off my jeans and pulled them off me. After that she removed my shirt
and finally she pulled of my undies. The air was a little bit cold, and
my penus, which was small already, shriveled up even more. She
left me and opened the package off diapers and selected one. She stood in
front of me and opend the diaper. I could smell the diaper from where
I was lying and it crinkled in her hand. She put it on the bed next to me,
and picked up a plastic packet that I hadn't seen lying on the floor next
to the bed. From it she removed a container of baby powder and a jar of
baby lotion. She slapped me softly on the side of my thigh and told me to 
roll over. I did and I felt her hands on my bum. SHe had the lotion rubbed
on her hands, and she was massaging it into the cheeks of my bottom. Her
hands were cool and she worked the lotion into me slowly. When she was 
finished, she sprinkled baby powder all over my bum and rubbed that in aswell.

While she was doing this, I started getting a tingling feeling in my stomach,
and my penus started to get stiff. It had done this a couple of times before,
like when I sometimes played with it in the bath, but I never thought 
anything of it. I didn't however want anyone else to see it, especially not
my sister ! When she was finished, she told me to roll over. I pretended
not to hear her, hoping that my dick would return to its normal state, 
but it didn't. After the second time she asked me, I conceded, and with my
cheeks red, I rolled over. She didn't say anything. I thought that she might
not have noticed. She took the lotion again and started rubbing it in around
my diaper area. When she got to my dick, she started rubbing the lotion on
to it, but she spent longer rubbing it on there, than any other place, and 
it started to feel nice. As suddenly as she started, she stopped. She picked
my feet up with her hand, and I grabbed my toes with my hands, pulling my 
butt up so that she could slip the diaper under. She slid the diaper under
me and I put mu legs down. She pulled the front of the diaper up between my
legs, and thankfully covered my little erection, and taped the diaper shut.

"All done", she said, and she gave me a little pat on the butt and kissed
me goodnight. I climbed into bed and tried to go to sleep, but I couldn't
stop thinking about the diaper I was wearing. It wasn't to bad. It 
acctually felt pretty good. I reminded me of when I was a baby, and I
liked the feeling of being babyish. While I was lying in bed I turned over
on my side and sucked my thumb. I started imagining in my head, that I was
a toddler of about three years. I pictured my mom laying me down on the
changing table and diapering me. I eventually fell asleep, only to dream
baby dreams the whole night.

-= Part 2 =-

I woke up, and once again I had wet the bed. The bed didn't feel wet. I
was just wet around my underpants. Then I remembered putting on the diaper.
The bed was completly dry, but the diaper was soaked. I pulled back the
covers and stared down at the diaper around my waist. It was full of urine
and had swelled a bit and was much more bulky between my legs. Although the
diaper was cold and wet, I liked the feeling of it on me. It made me feel
secure, and once again I thought back to when I was little. Laura was still
asleep. I got out a book to read, and sat on the chair and read, while I
waited for her to wake up.

After a short while, I was interuped from Treasure Island bye yawns, and
I looked over at Laura to see her getting up. "You're up early today, need
a change ?", she greeted me, smiling at my wet diaper sticking out from
beneath my shirt. I nodded my head and without being told to do so, I went
and laid down on the bed. "You look kinda cute in those diapers,"she said,
"like a real wittle baby." She continued talking to me in baby talk as
she fetched my clothes from the drawer. "So how fo you like your diapers ?",
she asked me. "They're kinda cool.", I answered "It makes me feel like a 
baby again." "Do you like feeling like a baby ?" She asked me. I didn't 
want to say yes outright, so I just mumbled "sortof". Her next question
shocked me : "Do you want me to treat you like a little baby ?" 
I didn't answer her, but she must have seen the look on my face and she 
carried on talking. "From tonight, you'll be my baby. My two year old little
brother. This can only happen at night you understand ?" I nodded my head
in agreement and the discussion was closed. I didn't know how far she was
going to go as to treating my like a baby. I couldn't wait to find out.

She untapped my wet diaper and pulled it off. She rolled it up and threw it
in the wastebasket. She wiped me with a wet facecloth and dried me off with
a towel. She then sprinkled a little bit of powder on me to take away the 
clammy feeling the diaper left behind. When she was finished, she put on
a clean pair of underpants, and my shorts. She sat me up and pulled a shirt
over my head. When she was finished, she stood me up and gave me a little
pat on the butt. I ran out the cabin to go and find my parents for 
breakfast.

-= Part 3 =-

After breakfast we went horseriding through the forest. I couldn't wait
thought to put on my diaper again tonight. I wondered what Laura would have
in store for me.

After supper, I made may way back to the bungallow. It was empty. Laura was
still busy eating. I flopped down on my bed. The riding had tired me out
and I dozed on the bed.

I must have fallen asleep, because I woke up when the door banged closed.
Laura was standing over me, and before I could say anything, she placed
a blue pacifier in my mouth. She held it in until I started to suck. I
didn't know why I started sucking it, it just felt right. Laura produced
a plastic bag from behind her back. She had obviously been shopping.
By the time she had emptied the bags contents onto the beg, I had
grown accustomed to the pacifier in my mouth, and it started to feel
quite good. 

I couldn't see what she had bought. She put her jacket over the stuff,
and took a towel out of the cupboard. She took a toiletry bag, and filled
it with some things that I couldn't see, as her back was to me.
She came over to me and stood me up. She took my hand, and led me to the
door. Before opening the door, she grabbed one of my disposable diapers
from of the dresser. 

We made our way up the path. I felt quite babysh holding my sisters hand.
Not to mention the pacifer in my mouth. She ed up the deserted path, to
the two buildings that contained the seperate male and female bathrooms and
toilets. I thought she was going to drop me off at the male bathroom
so that I could have a bath. Instead she walked right past it and up to
the female bathroom. I was about to protest, when she looked rather sternly
at me and said, "Shhh, babies don't talk". She led me into the female
bathrooms. Luckily for me it was deserrted. The bathroom was much nicer
than the male one. It had pictures on the walls and frilly curtains and 
things. It was also a bit bigger. There were less showers and there was 
also a changing table at the one end, and there were a lot more mirrors
for the woman to use for applying make-up.

Laura led me to the bathroom at the far side of the room. As we passed
a number of bath stalls, I noticed that two were occupied, which meant 
that there were people in here after all. We entered the stall and locked
the door behind us. She sat me down on the corner of the bath and ran the
water. When the the water reached a suitable level and tempreture, she
stood me up and started to undress me. She removed my shoes and socks 
before taking of my shirt. She undid my jeans and pulled them down. Next
were my underpants adn they joined the pile on the floor. She pulled the 
pacifier out and put it on the plastic table at the one end of the bath.

I was reasonably small for my age, and Laura picked me up with no great
difficulty and placed me in the bath. The water was not to hot, and I
laid back, relaxing in the warm bath. Laura added a couple of drops of 
baby oil to the bathwater. She wet my hair, and put shampoo into her hand
before lathering it into my hair. When she was satisfied, she rinsed my 
hair and stook me up. She grabbed a bar of soap and started washing me. 
This was great. It was the first time I had acctually been bathed since
I was about 5 years old. She started by washing my face. She then moved 
down to my neck and shoulders, making sure that they were clean. She was 
washed my stomcah and my back. She paid extra attention to my diaper area.
She washed between my but, using the sponge and making sure it was clean
and rash free, She rubbed soap onto my dick, and it started standing up
again. I wasn't so embarresed this time, and I think Laura new that I
enjoyed her rubbing it. She washed me penus and my crotch and then moved
down to my legs. When I was completely washed, she rinsed me off, and
picked me up out of the bath and wrapped a towel around me. She dried me
off, while I just stood there, doing nothing. Once I was dry, she led me
out of the bathroom, with still nothing on but the towel. The other two
bathrooms were still occupied. Laura took me over to the changing table
and picked me up and sat me on it. Her intentions were clear, and I started
to get a bit worried, and glanced nervously at the occupied signs on the 
two doors. Laura continued unphased about anything, and coaxed me to
lie down on the soft plastic matteress. She made sure I was properly dry
before taking out a tube of baby lotion and rubbing it all over me like 
she had done the night before. The whole time she spoke in baby talk to me.
I started getting into the game and also started acting like a baby. 
I made baby noises and sucked my thumb. When she saw my thumb in my mouth,
she immediatly replaced it with my pacifier. I giggled as the cold lotion
was spread over my bare bottom, her hands tickled me as she applied. Her
touch was soft and loving, caressing my but as she massaged the lotion
in. Next came the baby powder. She sprinkled a generous amount all over me.
Some got onto my nose and I sneezed. When she was finished, she took 
somthing out her pocket. It appeared to be a pill, but slightly larger.
It was brown in colour and oblong. She indicated that I should turn over.
I did, and she told me to draw my knees up to my chest. I did, and my 
butt was staring at her, exposed for the world to see. Suddenly I
felt the pill being shoved up my butt. It was followed by one of her fingers.
I gasped and tensed up, but with her other hand, she rubbed me on the back
and told me to relax. She pulled her finger out, and told me to turn around
again. She took the disposable diaper from off a shelf where she had
put it earlier. Once again I smelt that baby smell from the diaper, and the
crinkling of the plastic was like music to my ears. I grabbed my toes
with my hand and pulled my butt up so she could slide the diaper under me.
At this moment one of the doors opened and a woman in her thirties came
out the bathroom. 

She had a towel wrapped around her body covering her chest, and one was 
wrapped around her head, covering  her wet hair. She glanced at us, and
Laura smiled at her. "Cute baby", she said. I don't think she saw me
from where she was standing as it was quite far away, and my face was covered
by Laura's body, so maybe she thought that I was just a normal baby. The 
woman went around the corner of the room, and Laura continued. She put
the diaper on me and taped it up snuggly. She then took me off the 
changing table and stood me on the floor. She took me by the hand as 
started walking me to the door. "Aren't you going to put my clothes on ?", I
asked. "These are your daytime clothes, I left your pj's back at the cabin."
she said. "What if someone sees me ?", I asked, frightened at the thought
of going out into the public, an 11 year old with nothing on but my diaper.
"Since when are babies ashamed of their diapers ?" she asked, and I knew
it was not worth arguing about. 

We left the bathroom, and walked back to the cottage. Luckily we didn't see
anyone along the way, and I made it back safely to the cabin. She tucked
me into bed and went and got herself ready for bed. I was quite tired
and fell asleep almost instantly. Before I fell asleep, I felt a slight
pressure against my bowels. 


-= Part 4 =-

I woke to the sound of crickets chirping, and the warm wet feeling between
my legs. Although I was getting used to the diaper, something didn't feel
right this particular morning. I moved up into a sitting position and my
diaper squished against me. It felt all gooey. I rolled onto my side and 
felt the back of my diaper. The plastic crinkled underneath my fingers, 
but they rose over an unfamiliar bump. I pressed my fingers into it and it
gave way. While I was busy examining the back of my diaper, I realised what
I had done. I had pooped in my diaper ! I jumped out of bed, expecting the
bed to be in a mess, but it was fine. The diapers had done their job.
I hadn't messed myself since..since I was in diapers ! Maybe I was sick or
something, because I certainly couldn't remember doing it. I walked over to
the mirror against the one wall. I had to waddle to stop the poop from
spreading around in my diaper. My diaper was starting to sag from the
extra weight and the wetness, and I had to walk with my legs wider open
than usual. I stood infront of the mirror and looked at the state I was
in. My blonde hair was standing up as though I had been electrocuted, and
I still looked half asleep. I needed to pee again, so I just let go into
the diaper. I watched myself peeing infront of the mirror. My diaper
slowly turned a darker colour than it already was, and the colour spread as
the wetness was absorbed by the diaper. My diaper sagged even lower. As
I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but remember a picture
I had seen in a magazine the other day of a toddler in diapers. 

There was no one else in the cabin. I looked outside for Laura. I saw
her outside talking to another girl, who looked about the same age as her.
They looked like they were getting well aquainted and every couple of 
minutes, one of them would start to laugh. When Laura turned her head and
saw me standing at the window, she excused herself from her new friend
and made her way up to the cottage. She motioned for me to move over to
my bed while she retrieved her bag of supplies from her cupboard. I laid
down on the bed, and she came over to me. "Something smells poopy here", 
she announced, "Does baby Justin have a poopy dydee ?"

I was to embarresed to look at her, and rolled my head to one side. She
untaped my diaper and pinched her nose in mock disbelief. While she was
changing me, she told me about the girl she had me, Taryn. Taryn was also
16 and was here with here 12 year old brother. "You should meet her brother,
Dan, he's quite a nice little boy." She told me about Dan and then added, "
Bye the way, I told Taryn about our little baby game, and apparently she
wants Dan to come and sleep her tonight, so I can do a number on him.
She says he also wets, and that this could be what he needs to sort it out."

At first I was shocked. I couldn't let anyone else see me in my diapers.
Especially not an older boy. On the other hand, it could be quite fun to
play baby with someone else. I would just have to wait and see.

At about 9:30 pm, there was a knock on the cabin door. I was busy reading
and Laura had gone to have a bath. I opened the door, and was greated
by another boy. A rather shy embarresed boy, who introduced himself to be
Dan

-= Part 5 =-

I invited Dan in. We were both rather shy, and it took us a while to start
talking. Dan's sister had sent him over here, he told me to spend the night.
We got onto the subject of wetting, and he told me that he also wet the bed,
and that he had never used diapers before, but he had always wanted to. He 
said he also liked looking at other kids in diapers.

We were interupted by the door opening and in walked Laura. She greeted Dan
and led him over to my bed. When he asked what she was going to do, she 
silenced him by placing a finger on his lips. She laid me down next to him,
and started undressing me like she did the previouse nights. When I was
dressed only in my birthday suit, she went over to Dan. I tunred me head
to see Dan looking at me. He turned away quickly. Laura started to undress
Dan like she had done me. I could see he was embarresed as his face started
glowing a deep red. His face wasn't the only place blood was rushing, and
pretty soon his dick was standing at attention aswell. Laura took all this
in her stride. When he was completely naked, she powdered him with
liberal doses of baby powder. She told Dan to grab his feet. he did so
and his white buttocks shone in the lamp light. She stuck her finger into
a small jar of vaseline, and then quickly stuck it into Dans anus. Dan
squirmed just as I had, but he soon got used to it. When he was well
lubricated, Laura inserted a small pill, like the one she had used in me.
When all this was finished she let Dan lie down again. 

Instead of using disposable diapers like she had used on me, she returned
with a couple of fluffy white cotton diapers and a pair of white plastic
pants with three snaps on each side. She told Dan to raise his legs again,
while she folded three of the diapers. I looked at the plastic pants. They
looked way to large for Dans small body. Laura placed the diapers under 
Dans bottom and folded them around his snuggly. When she had pinned them 
together, she put on the plastic pants. The diapers were so thick, that the
plastic pants just managed to cover them, and Dan could hardly close his
legs. I looked down at my slim disposable diapers and glad I was wearing 
them, and not the cloth ones.

Laura left us briefly and returned with two bottles of milk, which she 
handed to us. I stuck mine in my mouth and started sucking eagerly, and
after a slight hesitation, Dan did too. Laura pulled down the covers of my
bed and I jumped in. After a long day the soft sheets and pillows felt good.
Dan stood in the middle of the room, looking around for a place to sleep.
Laura took him by the hand and led him to my bed and gave him a little
pat on the bum. He gingerly climbed into the bed and snuggled down under
the duvet.

Laura turned of the lights and climbed into bed herself. I was uncomfortable
the way I was lying. I had my back turned to Dan and there wasn't enough
room for both of us. I turned around to face and snuggled up to him. He 
was a bit taller than me, and my chin was against the base of his neck.
He smelt clean and babyish from the powder and lotion and his hair was soft
against my cheek. I carelessly draped my arm over his stomach, like I had
done when I had shared a bed with Laura countless times before. When I
realised what I had done, I started to withdraw my hand, but then I felt his
hand on mine, and I left it there. My crotch was pressed up against his
heavily diapered rear, and I could feel his thick padding through my diaper.
I evenually fell asleep, very contended.