Growing up in Diapers

	Corry seems like a normal, healthy 20 year old.  He 
lives with his true love, his fiancee, Becky.  He's lived on 
his own for 3 years.  Corry is happy, and things are looking 
up.  Bills are no longer a problem, but they have in the 
past.  Between rent, furniture payment, phone, electric and 
insurance bills, there wasn't' much money.  There is also 
one other bill, diapers.  Corry goes through a case of 
diapers every three to five weeks.  You see, his urinary 
track stopped developing when he was only one.  Because of 
thins, his bladder is unusually small, and he can not tell 
when he has to urinate.  The end result, Corry never has 
been and never will be potty trained, and he will always 
wear diapers.  
	Corry's family thought there might be a problem when he 
still couldn't be potty trained by around the age of four.  
They took him to a doctor.  What they found out devastated 
them.  They were informed that Corry's urinary system was 
severely under developed, and would most likely never be 
normal.  As a result, he would have to wear diapers for 
life.  They tired not to show there disappointment around 
Corry, because they didn't want him to know he was 
different.  
	Things were just fine for about another year.  But then 
Corry was to start school.  The concerns were obvious.  One, 
having someone new change him, the teacher or nurse, and 
worse still, Corry still didn't know that every 4 and 5 year 
old didn't still wear diapers.  The time had come to tell 
him about his condition.  Being that Corry was always 
carefree and happy, he took the news fairly well.  The only 
thing  he couldn't understand was why he was warned that 
others would make fun of him.  Corry would never insult or 
hurt anyone, and he just couldn't understand why anyone 
would belittle someone because of a medical condition.  
	Corry started school on time, he just went to meet the 
nurse and teacher about a week early.  The reason for this 
was to discuss the situation.  They were told that Corry was 
to be checked at least every two hours if he didn't ask to 
be changed before that, because he didn't always let someone 
know he needed to be changed.  They were also given a months 
supply of diapers, shown how to change him, and told to call 
when they were down to under 10 diapers.  
	School started and all went well.  For two weeks or so, 
there was no real problem.  The nurse would change Corry 
during lunch and recess.  His teacher would check him 4 or 5 
times a day when the others weren't paying attention, and if 
he needed changing, she would send him to the nurse.  The 
other kids were starting to get suspicious, but no one knew 
for sure why he never was seen in the bathroom.  Then one 
day, Corry was quite messy.  The teacher smelled it (as did 
most of the class) and she said "Corry, do you need to see 
the nurse?"  His eyes welled up a bit, and as he walked up a 
few student began to laugh.  After he got changed and 
cleaned up, he went back to class.  Upon walking, everyone 
started laughing and calling him Diaper Baby and Poop Butt 
and lots of other names.  He just cried and cried.  This of 
coarse did nothing to stop the teasing.   

	        To be continued (maybe)