From: thedtc3@aol.com (THE DTC3)
Subject: STORY: A Brothers Revenge (BOOK ONE) (1/3)
Date: 15 Aug 1995 15:46:48 -0400

The following story is written in several books, each with
several parts. Tonight I will Post Book One (A Brothers Revenge)
parts One through Three, and Tomorrow I will Post Book Two (The
Nurse) Parts One through ?, depending on the response to these
two Books, more will be written later. Please reply to this group
or to Mikey.Allison@the-matrix.com

A Brothers Revenge
By Member 143(Name withheld by request)

PART ONE


   I can't believe that little rat, My seven year old brother. He
told mom that I cut class yesterday, and now I'm grounded, and
dad will spank me for sure when he gets home tonight. I can't
believe he rated on me, But I will get him, tonight while he
sleeps. 
   My thoughts are kept to myself as I plan how to get my revenge
on Tommy, I knew right from the start what to do, just the little
details had to be taken care of.

THE NEXT MORNING

   "Oh Shit!, Moms gonna kill me" I heard Tommy said as I rubbed
the sleep from my eyes and the lingering pain from my backside. I
had to play dumb. "Why?"
   "I wet the bed again, I haven't done that in months" I almost
felt bad for Tommy as he started to cry, we both knew what mom
would do, but then I felt my rear again, and stared at the
concert tickets I wouldn't be using this weekend, and had to
smile, Pay back sucks I thought to myself.
   Tommy had been slow to potty train, and wet his bed at night
every night until he was six, and my mom who works and has to
take care of us, hates spending time on extra laundry and naughty
children. so any kind of problem was always dealt with
immediately. Tommy knew what was coming so he decided to get it
over with and went down the hall to our parents room. Still
crying he knocked and entered the room, I listened from the door
as my revenge was being carried out by my mother.
   Before Tommy could even speak my mom noticed his soaked PJ's
and was very mad, she hated problems the second she woke up.
   "Tommy, get over here" To save extra trouble Tommy didn't
argue or protest but instead he walked over to her, and knowing
what came next, dropped his wet PJ's and underpants to the floor.
He was crying harder already even though she hadn't even started
yet. I smiled from ear to ear as I heard the first slap to his
bare backside, and his screaming. The little twit should know
better than to mess with me. He got twenty slaps that morning,
and was sent to shower before school.

LATE THAT NIGHT

   Sure one day would have been enough, but I wanted him to pay
for wrecking my plans, so like the night before I got up at 2 in
the morning, and went to the bathroom. But I didn't pee in the
toilet, instead I peed in a jar, and after checking to see that
the hall was clear, went back to my room, and poured the jar of
pee on the crotch of Tommy's PJ's and tried hard not to laugh as
it spread out soaking his pants and the bed. This would be two
days in a row, and that means another spanking and diapers.


PART TWO


THE NEXT MORNING

   Before Tommy even woke up mom came into our room, and of
course noticed the soaked sheets right away. I sat up in bed to
watch the show as she woke Tommy up. The second he woke up he
realized he was wet.
   "Mommy, I'm sorry, I didn't know I had to go, I swear it,
please don't punish me mommy" Tommy said as tears rolled down his
cheek like marbles down a hill. Knowing how sad he was, mom spoke
softly and with a kindness seldom seen on a "wet" morning.
   "Honey, I know it wasn't your fault, you didn't mean to wet
the bed.....In fact you didn't wet the bed, your brother did." I
started to panic, how did she know? I was in trouble now, but
maybe I could still save this, maybe she was fishing "What are
you talking about?" I asked as if I was about to be convicted of
a crime I didn't do. Where is the dream team when you need them,
can't I blame it on the one armed man, or present DNA evidence?
Oh yeah, I forgot I am guilty.
   "Save it Michael, I saw you last night, you should have
thought to close your door last night, I heard someone in the
bathroom, and I got up to see if it was Tom having wet again, and
instead I saw you pouring piss on your brother, so that means you
wet Tom's bed, so you get Tom's punishment."

"No, please, I'm sorry, It was a dumb joke, I was mad at him, I'm
sorry, really I am"

"Nope, not going to cut it, you have been a naughty boy the last
couple days, and it's time you were punished. Now come here.
   I knew there was no getting out of it, I was going to be
spanked, might as well take it like a man. I pulled down my
briefs (all I sleep in) and went over to my mom and let her pull
me over her lap. She spanked me harder than she ever had before,
and even though I tried hard not to cry, by the 38th slap I was
bawling like a baby, but that wasn't enough for her, she gave me
an even hundred, and then sent me to stand in the corner with my
bright red naked butt sticking out for Tommy to see and laugh at.
   My mother left the room and returned a few minutes later with
the cordless phone, this was a call she wanted me to hear....


PART THREE

 
"Hi, yes, May I speak to the nurse please"

(Just a moment)

(Nurses Office)

"Good Morning, this is Jane, Mike's mom, I just wanted to let you
know, that Mike will be coming to school in diapers for the next
two weeks."

(Diapers, Why?)

"He's got a nasty infection, and he just can't control himself
right now"

(That's too bad, what can I do to help?)

"Well, I will be bringing extra diapers in for you, I'll need you
to change him every day at lunch time, he could do it himself,
but I really don't trust him"

(I understand, I'm sure he's not too happy about this)

"No, he's not, He's also peeing a lot more than normal, so you
will need to double the diapers too."

(Okay, I can do that........Jane?)

"Yes?"

(This is Mike's fourth infection this term, don't you think I
know by now?)

"Well, Yeah I guess you would, you don't mind the extra work do
you?"

(Not at all)

"Good see you in a little while"

(Okay, buh bye)

   So I was dressed in two extra thick diapers and a pair of
clear plastic pants, and was only allowed to wear shorts to
school so that whenever I sat down everyone could see the diapers
hanging out. This is where the real story starts.....

To Be continued at a later date.

FILE:  ABR.DPR [INCOMPLETE]
From: thedtc3@aol.com (THE DTC3)
Subject: STORY: My Stupid Punishment (part Two of A brothers revenge)
Date: 17 Aug 1995 16:23:02 -0400

    My Stupid Punishment (sequel to A Brothers Revenge) By Member 143 
(dtc will forward all comments)

    In Book One (A Brothers Revenge) Michael Sought revenge on his 
younger brother for getting him in trouble, however the revenge 
backfired and got Mike in more trouble. His punishment is to wear 
diapers to all day, even to school for two weeks......

    Part One.

    "Please mom don't make me wear this to school, everyone will make 
fun of me!"
    "You mean like you always make fun of your brother?, I thought we 
fixed this problem last time, but maybe two weeks instead of two days 
will teach you a better lesson, now get you books and get in the car, I 
need to get extra diapers to give the nurse."
    I knew there was no getting out of this, when My mom made up her 
mind, that was it, no changing it again. Solemnly I walked out to the 
car with my head hung down in shame, praying that no one would notice 
me, but history told me they would.
    My mother came out a few minutes later with a gym bag, I knew had 
the extra diapers in it, and she drove me to school. When we got there I 
made one final plea to get out of this, but it did not work. As we 
walked down the hall to the nurses office, I could hear the other kids 
saying things like "look, he's diapered again", "What a sissy baby" and 
other things.
    Without knocking mom opened the door to the office and motioned for 
me to go inside, she followed behind me closing the door behind her. We 
sat down in two chairs in front of the nurses desk, and waited for Nurse 
Ames. When she showed up, her and mom shook hands and exchanged small 
talk for a minute paying no attention to me, but the conversation did 
finally move to the current situation.
    "So what did he do this time?"
    "Made his brother wet his bed two nights in a row to try and get him 
put back in diapers, so instead Mike gets the diapers."
    "I see" Nurse Ames said frowning in my direction.
    "In the bag are 4 extra diapers and 2 pairs of plastic pants, 
remember he gets two diapers for extra bulk, and there are some other 
directions in there also, but I hope you won't need those.
    "Yes, I read them, I do hope we can avoid it, but it could be fun 
also."
    I had no idea what they were talking about, but knew whatever it was
wouldn't be anything I would like. My mom excused her self and left me 
alone with Nurse Ames. "You know Mike, you brought this on yourself, and 
you deserve what you are getting, but do yourself a favor and just 
accept it, you won't like it if I have to do the other things on this 
list, trust me on that."
    "What other things?"
    "Well, lets just try not to have to do them." She said as she took 
the note and placed it in her top drawer. "Now this note will excuse 
from gym, just to make the next two weeks a little easier on you, and so 
that everyone else believes the medical problem story we are going to 
tell them. As long as you behave no one will have to know anything more 
than you have a bladder infection, now run along, or you will be late."
    I took the note from her and headed to my first class, walking 
slowly to try and minimize the sound of my plastic pats crinkling. I got 
to class just in time, which was good, I sure didn't want to get in more 
trouble right now, who knows what else they would do to me.
    First period went well, I though. Most people just ignored me, since 
I wasn't all that popular to begin with, most of the kids were content 
to just make jokes behind my back, instead of to my face.
    Third period was gym, so I headed downstairs since the gym, was in 
the basement, and found the coach, and gave him the note. He read it 
carefully twice, looking at me occasionally, and then folded the note 
and stuffed it in his pocket, "okay get out there and warm up."
    "What? But I'm not taking gym this week."
    "Sure you are, unless you have a note?"
    "I just gave it to you!"
    "No, you didn't, See look at it." He said as he handed me the note. 
It read.....
    Coach Hanson,

    Michael is in need of serious discipline, see what you can do
    
    Sincerely,
    
    Nurse Ames
    
    P.S. His mother has approved any means of correcting this one.

    I wanted to cry as I read the note, but I wasn't about to in front 
of the former drill sergeant turned gym teacher. I gave him back the 
note, and went out onto the gym floor and took my place with the other 
kids.
    I hear a lot of laughter when we were instructed to do 20 push ups, 
as I'm sure everyone behind me (I was in the first row) could see my 
diapers very easily. I forced myself to get through the push ups as fast 
as I possibly could, and returned to a safer seated position on the gym 
floor.
    When the other kids were done and in a seated position, the coach 
told us what our activity for the day would be. It seemed like an easy 
game, when he said dodgeball would be the game, but then my heart sank 
as he said there were two rounds. If you got hit once, you took your 
shorts off, a second hit, and you are out. I had to make sure I didn't 
get hit.
    To Be continued (tonight)