A Desire No Operation Can Fix A Story by THE ABZ Chapter One. Michael nervously walked down the dimly lit white hallway toward the two large double doors. Above the door a dusty sign reads " Research Department" Walking directly behind Michael is him mother and an older man in a white lab coat. When they approached the doors, Mike hesitated and looked back to his mother, she patted him on the shoulder and gently edged him forward. Mike pushed open the right side of the doors and walked inside. Following his mothers direction Michael sat on the edge of an exam table in the center of the room. The man in the white coat, who's name tag announced him to be "Dr. Brady" walked over to Michael and stuck a thermometer in Mike's mouth. He ran his fingers through Mike's hair and then turned and left the room. Mike's mother now came over to him, and kissed him on the forehead. She unbuttoned the top button of his shirt and then moving down undid the rest of them. Mike obediently removed his shirt and folded it as best he could. His mother than reached down and unbuckled his belt and pulled it free from his pants and laid it on top of his shirt. She gently pushed Mike back directing him to lay down. She unbuttoned his Levi's jeans, slowly lowed the zipper and then grabbing the waist band pulled Mike's jeans down below his knees. Mike raised his legs and his mother pulled his jeans completely off of him. She rubbed Mike's belly to reassure him that everything was okay and that she was there for him. She reached down and unpinned the left diaper pin and then the right one. She stuffed the pins in her pocket but didn't remove the diaper, she just left it unpinned but still covering his most private areas. She returned to rubbing his stomach and starred deep into his eyes. She could see he was still scared, although he was trying hard to be brave. Yes he was scared, but this was something he wanted. Something he wanted more than anything. A few moments later Dr. Brady returned and removed the thermometer from Mike's mouth, he read it and shook it down, but did not announce the reading, he just wrote it down on Mike's chart. Next he listened to Mike's heart and chest as Mike nervously breathed deeply as instructed. The cold of the stethoscope made him shake a little, although his mother couldn't be sure that it wasn't just from fear. Dr. Brady took Mike's pulse and blood pressure, and then pulled the diaper off of Mike exposing his completely. Mike closed his eyes so he didn't have to watch this embarrassing situation. The doctor carefully examined Mike's penis and testicles and did some more writing on his chart. He too patted Mike's belly to reassure him, and then called for the nurse. "Now Mike, nurse Travis is going to shave you for the procedure, just hold still and don't be scared." Mike closed his eyes again and a single tear escaped from his left eye. He was a young man of 12 and had just started getting hair and was so proud of it, he hated to loose it, but again, it was for something he really wanted. He closed his eyes tight and tried not to think about it. His mother held his hand and whispered softly in his ear. "Your such a brave little man" A few minutes later, Mike was as smooth as the day he was born. The nurse excused herself and asked Mike's mother to come along with her. Mike started to cry and begged for her to stay. Nurse Travis looked at Dr. Brady and he in turn nodded his approval, and Nurse Travis left alone. Dr. Brady put a mask over Mike's mouth and nose telling him that it would make him sleep so he didn't feel a thing. Mike held his mothers hand tight at first, but slowly his grip softened and loosened until his hand rested at his side, and he was asleep. His mother sat down in a chair in the corner, just to be there for him as Dr. Brady started the procedure...... To Be Continued...........? Comments requested. Haven't been doing much writing lately, and have been wondering if I should bother. There hasn't been much story activity so I thought I'd give it another shot. Chapter Two Mike opened his eyes, but could not focus on the world around him, slowly things started to become clearer, first the walls, then a table with flowers on it, and finally his mother, asleep in a chair by his side. He was in a hospital room now, a freshly painted yellow room with pastel flowers on the walls. He felt very sleepy and sort of strange, but he couldn't place it at first. He was uncomfortable, but didn't know why. He lifted up his blanket and looked down at himself. A small tube was sticking out of his penis and ran down to the side of the bed. Barely able to move Mike looked at the side of the bed and saw a large bag of pee. He rubbed his eyes to try to focus some more. "Mommy" He shook her until she woke up and quickly cleared her head. She reached out and hugged Mike and with what little strength he had Mike hugged her back. "Am I better Mommy?" Mike asked still in her arms. "We don't know for sure yet, but you should be better honey." Mike started to cry happy tears and found the strength to give him mother another tight squeeze. Gently she pushed him back, laying him back in his bed. "Rest now honey, you need to sleep to get your energy back, I'll be right here." "Okay but I'm thirsty mommy" Mike whined. "I'll get you something honey" She got up from her chair and walked out of the room and down to the nurses station. "I have sort of a strange request...." She continued on to tell the nurse what she needed. A few minutes later she returned to the room and handed Mike a baby bottle full of juice. "What's that for!" Mike demanded to know. "Calm down, it's just so you can have your drink while laying down, I don't want you sitting up right now." Mike nodded his understanding and took the bottle from her. He slowly stuck the nipple in his mouth and started to suck on it. He looked at his mother and smiled without removing the nipple from his moth and then laid back in the soft pillow. Just then the nurse came in to change the bandages covering Mike's stitches from the procedure. Mike again embarrassed to be seen naked by another nurse didn't look at her and instead stared at the ceiling sucking intently on his bottle. His bandages changed and urine bag emptied the nurse left, and soon Mike was asleep again. Chapter Three When Mike awoke again, he was allowed to get out of the hospital bed for the first time, he was still weak and sort of stumbled a bit, but with his mothers help he was able to at least walk around the room some, as far as his catheter tube would allow him to anyway. His mother told him that once she was sure he could walk he could go home and finish his recovery in his own bed. This made Mike very happy, as he really missed his room and bed. Later that evening one of the nurses removed Mike's catheter and his mother helped him get dressed. Hand in hand, mainly to hold Mike up, they walked to their car and went home. Mike didn't get to enjoy being home as he fell asleep again in the car, so his mother carried him in and put him to bed, he was still in need of rest. With the catheter out and not being sure if the operation was a success, his mother felt she had no choice but to diaper him just to be sure. With him sound asleep diapering him was fairly easy and she was done within 2 minutes. She gently kissed him on the forehead she tucked him in good and left the room, leaving the door open so she could hear when he wakes up. Mike slept the rest of the night, and into the morning, his mother changed him every couple hours, a little disappointed that he was wetting, but then the doctor said it would be a while, until he got better and they could see if it worked. When Mike did wake up, he was very hungry, his mother wanting to keep him in bed, brought him a snack on a tray and sat with him while he ate. Mike again asked if he was better and his mother told him it was too soon to tell. When Mike finished his snack he pushed the covers off him so he could sit up and stretch a little, that's when he noticed he was diapered, "Mommy, I thought I wouldn't have to wear that no more" mike started to cry and hid his face in shame. His mother pulled him to her chest and held him tight. "I'm sorry, it's going to be a week or two before your body heals from the operation, until then we won't know, I promise the second you can, you won't have to wear them any more. Mike started to whine some more, but through his heavy crying couldn't manage to get and words out, he just gave in and hugged his mother as tight as she held him, and cried and cried. He had thought it was over, but now he had to wait some more, and it was really starting to make him sad. Still holding him, his mother picked Mike up and carried him in her arms downstairs. She laid him on the couch and re-tuck him in there, so he could watch TV and be closer to her while she made supper.