MY STORY
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April 24th, 2000 Updated

Well as most of you know a lot has happened since the last update I made in December. Even though a lot of it was bad I have decided to exclude it from my life story because I have noticed a lot of people think my life sucks. I am sorry you see I am a very negative person so I tend only to see the bad and not the good. I have been recently asked by my councilor to go ahead and only think positive things and to dismiss the negative thoughts. So in this update of my personal story I will be focusing on the positive.

Well lets start it off. I have a great job at Taco Bell and I love the food there too. Even though my love life is over with Michelle it is better to know now rather then later that she dislikes bedwetters. Besides I have been kinda interested in this new kid I have noticed at school the other day. I guess it is a crush because so far I havent spoken more then 2 words to him. He looks like he is a freshman or maybe even a young looking sophmore but I am not sure I havent even found out his name yet and dont know if I can ever get the courage to do so. Besides he probably hates guys that have gay tendecies. He is about 5'6" give or take a few inches and he doesn't look like he could weigh more then 135 lbs. But there again I am not sure. He has blue eyes and black hair and a golden brown complexion. Anyway if I ever get the guts or find out more about him I will report here.

Brian is finally wearing diapers at night! I tried to convince him all along that they would not make him a baby but he wouldn't listen to me. So one day while in class I over heard one of the guys in my class talking about his obnoxious little brother, and happened to make a remark about him still being a bedwetter too. Well I kinda snooped around and found out that the kid was a little younger then Brian so they were pretty close in age and arranged it so that they could meet each other. Well they became best friends and just recently Brian found out that he was a bedwetter and because of it he wore diapers to bed. Brian told me later that when he found out about his friend being a bedwetter that he confessed he was too. From what I can understand Brians friend ended up convincing him that diapers were not bad at all but kinda cool. So now at night Brian is wearing diapers to bed for his bedwetting and sometimes when his dad or my mom aren't here he even lets me help him put it on. I have been trying to peek his interest a little more but so far he hasn't shown anymore intrest in it except that it keeps his bed dry at night. I guess his friend feels the same way they view diapers as a tool to keep them dry at night rather then a sexual thing like we do. Well maybe as he enters puberty he will find a more sexual thrill to diapers.

As for my parents and my home life things cant be any better. Now that they know that I like diapers and to wet my pants and also poop in them I no longer have to hide my intrest. At first they thought I was nuts and sent me to a shrink who told my parents that this was a phase in my life and if they ignorerd it I would eventually give it up and act normally. My mom also had talked to my school councilor about it who tried to say that they should be more open minded and sugested that we all go to a Family Councilor. Well last week we went and I was suprized when the councilor backed me and told my parents that he had talked to several people who had the same fetishes. He ended up talking to my parents alone for almost a half an hour and later that even when we were at home they told me that they didn't like this fetish of mine and would not support it but they also told me that they supported my decission of what I wanted to do about it and would not try and discourage me from what ever discission I chose. So I now have the freedom to explore my desires with out fear of being found out from my family. They even had a discussion with Brian about it and told him that he too if he was interested could explore this fetish. But Brian told them not to worry that he had no desires to wet or poop diapers on purpose, and I truely believed my parents were relieved when they were told this. But hay it has been a great week for me the only thing I wish I did have was someone to change me.
 
                                     JD (John Dazel) April 24th, 2000
 

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December 12th, 1999

Well I cant believe it is almost 2000. All I really hope for is that the computers will stay working well into this Millineum. Well I have been real busy lately. Thanksgiving was real nice My grandma and Brian "My step brother" came to our house for Thanksgiving. Brian ended up staying untill that Sunday morning. I had ordered some of the X-large goodnights hopeing they would be here by Thanksgiving but I am sorry to report they never got here "at least not yet". You see I was asked by a friend to order them in Brians name and then see if his dad would talk him into wearing them while he was visiting us for his bedwetting problem. But it didn't work out that way. What was interesting was one Sat. night Brian had gotten into my bed in the middle of the night after wetting his by morning we were both soaked. I dont know if it was me or him or both of us. I do know I had gone a couple of days without wetting. I ended up letting him think he did it. He said he was real sorry and I told him that maybe he would feel better and less ashamed if he did wear a diaper to bed. Because he then wouldn't have to be sorry in the morning plus he would get a restfull night of sleap and wake up in a dry warm bed. For the first time since I have started sugesting diapers to him he didn't immediately refuse he didn't agree niether but I think I might now be wearing him down to convince him to do so. Maybe at christmas. If I can get him interested in diapers I will then tell him my secret but then and only then would I do that.

The last thing I wanted to talk about was a wetpant sighting. Of course the list was the first to here this and now I will let everyone know. I cant believe it I was working at Taco Bell last night on front counter when these 2 young boys came inside the resteraunt. The older of the 2 boys started swinging on our line control bars, it was then that I noticed the wet patch on his crotch. I couldn't help myself to look and think I wonder if he or his parents even realizes that he wet his pants. A woman walks in about a minute later apoligises to me for the questioning the 2 boys were putting me through that moment. She places her order and takes the boys plus a young girl and Twin Babies (a total of 5 kids)to a couple of tables and starts eating thier food. I couldn't help myself but point out the boy's condition to the woman.

 Me- I couldn't help but notice mam that when your son there..... Sorry this is your son (me pointing to the paticular child in question.
 Lady- Oh yes he is my son all of them are mine (she talking about all the kids she had with her)
 Me- Well it looks like the good lord blessed you mam several times over.
 Lady- Yes he has
 Me- Well I was wondering if you noticed that your son has had a problem?
 Lady- Problem? what do you mean?
 Me- I mean I noticed when your son came into our store and started swinging on the bars that he had an accident. (with this said the mother instinctivly reaches down to her son's crotch but still not getting it)
 Lady- I am sorry I dont understand what you are telling  me.
 Me- Well it looks like your son has wet his pants.  (she     again reaches out to feel her son's pants and this     time has a look of shock on her face.)
 Lady- (to her son) You did wet your pants and why did you do that?
 Son- (not looking shocked at all) I dont remember and it dont bother me. (he just shrugs it off as if it is nothing.)

 It looks like a Pantswetter lover and maybe even a diaper lover allready. Later I started a little conversation with the woman and the out come was that I found out her kid's ages. The one metioned here is 6 1/2 years old.
 Also I work with a woman named Dawn who has 2 boys one 12 and the other 10 almost 11. She has told me that her husband "the boys father" beets on her 10 year old because he has accidents in his pants. I guess her and her husband are actually divorced or something like that. Anyway the youngest one refuses to be near his father because his father beats him for going potty in his pants.
 And last but not least, a couple of nights ago a father and his 2 sons came into Taco Bell. One son was about 15 or 16 the other about 12 or 13. Anyway the younger son starts to order a large soda when his father stops him and says to get him a small glass of water. Now this in itself is not unusual to myself nowing that soda has caffiene in it and parents like thier kids to stay away from the caffiene late at night to keep down thier hyperactivity before bedtime. So I tried telling the father that there were caffiene free drinks over there. The father just stated that was not the problem but it was something else instead. I have been wondering ever since if it was because his son was a bedwetter. Who really knows but that is what I believe. Please let the list know if you have had any sightings.
                                                                                                                                                        JD (John Dazel) Dec. 12th, 1999

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November 9th

Well I have finaly made another update 1 week behind. I have been very busy the last couple of weeks and only been finding time to work on the site late night after everyone has gone to bed.

Well the 28th of last month was my birthday and my best present by far was my drivers license. I also was able to go out that Friday evening and took Michelle out for are first real date. I took her to see the movie "The Story of US" and I have to comment here that the movie sucked. It was one of Bruce willis's worst movies yet. I guess with the success of Sith Sence he needed a dull one I guess. Michelle enjoyed it though and said it was a good story. Talking about Movies "I'll Be Home For Christmas" came out on video today. I hope they put the scene back in that made the movie for us something to watch.

Well on the advice of Kevin "AKA Fozzie Da Bear" I have ordered some Goodnites for Brian. I just hope they get here by Thanksgiving so he will be here when they arrive. Who knows maybe I can convince him to wear them yet. :O)

As for the last thing I have been wetting my bed again. That first night I tried I failed, so the next night I wet on purpose and went to sleep. I did the same thing the next night and slept in a wet bed all night. Also instead of getting up if I do wake up having to pee I have just went in the bed. I also have been drinking a lot of Mountain Dew which makes me have to pee alot. After the 2nd night I successfully went back to wetting the bed. Because since then I have wet the bed everynight without waking. So I guess I will see where it takes me. So far Mom hasn't said anything. I still have my rubber sheet on my bed because so my bed is ok. I have decided to let mom bring up the descussion of diapers so that it wont look like I want them. The last thing I want her to know is that I am trying to wet the bed and want to wear diapers. Well I am going to end here today and pick up on my next update.
                                                                                                  JD (John Dazel) Nov. 9th, 1999
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October 23rd, 1999

Well it is about time I get around and update this part of my site, it is long over due is for sure. Well alot of you are wondering where I have been. I guess the easiest way to explain it is that after a long grounding I recieved I tried to turn away from these feelings of likeing and wearing diapers. For those who are wondering why I got grounded it is because I got involved with a few kids who seemed like cool okay guys but by my choice I ended smoking some dope and on one of these occassions we decided to spray graffitti on our highschool wall  earlier this year. Unfortunately because of the dope we weren't thinking and got caught. I ended up going to court and plead guilty to a misdemeanor charge and then as my mom put it got a slap on the wrist.

The verdict

From the school 2 weeks suspension (and by the way it was inschool suspension so it was more like all day detention). I had to help scrub the walls that we painted and spent some time in detention.

From The Court I was sentenced to 100 hrs community service. And they said that they would expunge my record when I turn 18 if I stay out of trouble.

From Mom- Mom was the hardest on me. She grounded me from everything for the rest of the school year. As soon as I was finnished with my comunity service she signed me up to help at local charities around town. She kept me pretty much busy all summer. I cant believe I am going to say this but I was glad when summer was over and school started again.

This year I have been doing better then I have since starting Highschool. I have been maintaining a B average. Which is greatly improved over my D average of last year.

One of the other things real big in my life now is that I have met michelle. We hapened to meet each other and hit off. She is the first girl that I have had feelings for. Up untill this point I was really starting to wonder if I was gay. I now know that I am not gay but may be Bisexual. Michelle unfortunately like me has hardly any friends, but this hasn't stoped us from becoming not only good friends but I have to admitt sexual partners if you can call it that. We ended up having sex with each other last month and we are looking forward to the 29th when we most likely will again have sex.

Before I forget michael moved away earlier this year to a new job, and since he hadn't gotten his new place yet he told me he would get in touch with me as soon as he does to give me the address. I havent heard from him since he moved. I am a little worried and dont know what to do. All I know is that the job was supposed to be in TN I think Knoxville. It may be nothing what makes matters worse is that we moved. Which reminds me after a real serious argument and I thought a definate breakup Tom and my Mother were married. Tom sold his home in OK and he and mom bought a house together up here.

Now this brings me to the last thing for this update. Tom has a 13 year old son who is now my Stepbrother Brian. It turns out that Brian is a bedwetter himself according to him he dosen't wet every night and wishes to be dry. I tried to persuade him that wetting the bed wasn't so bad and even tried to talk him into useing diapers. Boy did that go over big. He refuses to where diapers unless he were on vacation at someone else's home. Even Tom has talked to him about wearing diapers after I made a complaint this summer about the room smelling like pee. Again Brian refused he said diapers were for babies and he wasn't one. Right now brian is at his mom's house where he stay at most of the time. He should be here for Thanksgiving and a week durring Christmas time. Untill then I have the room to myself but when he is here we do share the room. And for those who are wondering I did finally stop wetting the bed last spring I had a couple of accidents over the summer but have been completely dry except when noones around since July 1999. I did come to a conclussion though I am going to try and train myself to wet again because I miss it. It is one thing to wet yourself on purpose but to have a true accident is something I cant even explain. So starting tonight I have been drinking lots of extra water and hope that maybe I wont wake up. I normally dont wake up but hold it through the night. I am hopeing if I fill myself with water I still wont wake up and I will pee on myself. I will let you all know how things are going in future updates on this page.
                                                                                        JD (John Dazel) Oct. 23rd,1999
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July 13th, 1998

Well hows everyones summer vacation? Things have been going great for me. Since it is summer and I have no school mom has me go with her on work trips. Normally I would think that this would be boring but mom has been great. She dropped me off one day at Six Flags while she worked. My mom has also met this truck driver and he has taken us when mom has time on a couple of his runs. Has anyone ever ridden in a Big Rig before? Its great. Well now that I have a little time I am trying to update my Web Site and get a chance to spend some time with Michael. Oh by the Way the Truckers name is Tom.

                                                                                    JD (John Dazel) June 13th, 1998
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May 9th, 1998

   Update I no longer have to hide my diapers from my mom. I cant believe she is going to let me wear them and is not going to punish me over them. This  happy moment in  came out of the worst moment in my life. Here is how all this happened.
  April 17th started out to be a bad day for me. Mom was upset with me that morning because she had to leave work to go to a quick 3pm parent/ teacher conference. Well that as you might guess put me in a bad mood for the rest of the morning. At 3pm my mom came to the meeting and had me wait for her. Afterwards she droped me off at home on her way back to work. Well all the way back home we argued about what the teacher told her and about my recent behavior. The last thing she said as she was leaving to go to work was that she was going to cancel my internet account, and till my grades and attitude showed improvement I could expect it to stay disconected.
  So that afternoon when I got on line I was allready in a bad mood. When I saw the e-mail from Mathew Moulton (or whoever the hell he is) I just had enough. As you all know I then wrote my responce to the group and then proceeded to shut down my web sites. I also decided to try and over come my desires about diapers. By the time I went to bed that night and cooled off I decided that I was over reacting and would appoligize to the group later.
   Well for the 1st time in 2 weeks I wet the bed and it just happened that I hadn't put on a diaper before I went to bed. It was Sat. and I over slept and my mom was home so I hid the sheets in my closet and put clean ones on my bed. Now I have done this on several ocassions and never had a problem but today my mom walked into my room while I was putting my clean sheets on my bed. Thats when she saw my wet pajama's which I hadn't taken off yet. And so began a new fight.
   While we were fighting my mom's boyfriend showed up and got on my case for being disrespectful to my mom. Well I wasn't really in the mood for anyone else's shit that day so I told him to take a flying leap. He didn't take it to well. He punched me for it so I tried hitting back, boy was that a mistake. All I remember was that he kept hitting and kicking me. I tried to get away but I didn't get to far I am not sure how it happened either he pushed me or I tripped. Somehow I had fallen down the stairs. All I know about what happened next is what my mom told me. I had fallen down the stairs and now was in the hospital My mom kept telling me that she was sorry for what happened and also that she was the one who left the basement door opened and forgot to shut it. She begged me to not tell them what really happened but to tell them that I accidently tripped and fell down the stairs.
   I ended up staying in the hospital for almost a week. I ended up with a concussion, a couple of cracked ribs, a badly sprained ankle, a broken arm (luckly my left), and cuts and bruises all over my body. They told my mom that they wanted me to stay in the hospital for futher testing. They also stated that they didn't believe the story that all my bumps and bruises came from falling down the stairs. Not only did the doctors question me about it the Police and a social worker from child welfare also quizzed me about it. It was a counceler that finaly got me to tell the whole truth. I thought my mom would be mad at me when she found out that I turned in her boyfriend, boy was I shocked to find out differently. She again apologized to me and told me that she was thru with him. It was then that I told mom about my accidents at night that I have been having. I also went out on a limb and told her about the group. Now what I told her was the list that I was on was a list of other teens who also had bedwetting or daytime problems. I didn't tell her about how everyone on this list likes diapers. I'm not sure if she would let me stay on it if that was the case. I also told her that I would rather wear diapers then be laying in a wet spot. So the new rule is that at bedtime I was to wear a diaper she also now buys them for me so I don't have to be embarresed about buying them anymore. She has also let me back on the internet though only after I get my homework done 1st. So far that brings everything up to date. For those that are wondering yes I did wear diapers in the Hospital though I only wore them at night for my bedwetting. Other than that I used a bed pan.

                                                                                 JD (John Dazel) May 9th, 1998
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March 15th,1998

My name is John Dazel but call me JD, I turned 14 on Oct. 28th 1997 and I am hoping the next 4 years go by quick so I can get my own place and do the things I want to do. Well here goes the story-
  My mom states that I was potty trained early in my childhood life. She told me that I started potty training myself a little after 2 and was compleatly daytime trained before the age of 3. I remember that she used to brag alot about me. She would tell everyone how I potty trained myself at a young age, how I learned to walk before anyone else's kid she knew, how I could talk in full sentences by the age of one, and on and on she went. I guess she thought I must have been the next Einstien or something (Actually I guess any parent would think that of their young child). Well I guess you could say I didn't take long to dissapoint her. You see even thou I had potty trained for daytime early I still had no night time controll over my bowels or bladder. She didn't think much of it untill I reached the age of 4, That is when she started to get worried that there may be a medical problem. "AUTHORS NOTE- By the age of 4 I didn't really have that many night time bowel accidents. I eventually gained controll over them by 4 1/2." At this time she took me to every Doctor and psychologist she could find. They all told her that there was nothing wrong with me except for the fact that my muscles in my bladder weren't ready and that the reason I was still having problems with my bowels is because of the fact I was trying to hold them all night which I didn't allway succesfully do. They recomended that she take me out of night diapers so If I did have to poop and woke up I would then go to the bathroom, but they told her that I was probably close from what they could see of conquering that problem. Which did happen a few montha latter. Well my mom decided to go ahead and keep me in diapers since she didn't want to have to put up with wet sheets.
  By the time I turned 6 I no longer was able to fit in the largest size baby diapers my mom could find. So at this point I was given my regular underwear to wear to bed, and a rubber sheet was put on my bed. After constantly wetting my bed everyday my mom got fed up and went from a concerned parent to an angry parent. She was convinced that since I hadn't stopped by now that I was doing it on purpose. I guess a friend had told her that her 10 year old son had started wetting the bed because he was trying to get back at her. Well my mom I guess figured that this is what I was doing and decided the only way I was going to stop this behavior was to punish me everytime I had an accident. The rule was everyday I woke up with a wet bed I was given a spanking. As you can probably guess I got pleanty of spankings because of this. More then anything now did I want to stop.
   I dont know if it was because of the spankings or if it was because my time had come to start gaing night time controll but by the age of 7 my bedwetting was dramatically slowing down. By this time I was only wetting the bed about once or twice a week. Even though I was showing signs of getting better night time controll my mother was still very upset that I was still wetting the bed at night. This happened also to be the year and the only time I remember of actaully wetting my pants at school. I really dont know what happened. Somebody just pointed out to our teacher that I wet my pants. At first I denied it untill I put my hand on my crotch and felt the warm wetness. The only thing I can think of is that I wet them while out playing at recess. My mom was called to the school and had to bring me a clean pair of underwear and pants. I was so embarrassed by the whole situation that I remembered that I sat in the school office and cried. My mom didn't say much when she got there though I could tell that she was very upset and embarrassed herself. For the rest of that day I was the butt of my classmates jokes, which actually went on for the rest of the week. Luckliy like most 7 year old 2nd graders the incident was soon forgot or at least dropped. I wished my mom was that easy not only did I recieve a severe spanking when I got home that night but for the rest of the year my mom thru that accident into my face.
   By the time my 8th Birthday came around I was only wetting the bed only once or twice a month and was starting to feel better about myself. For once I had a better chance of waking up dry then wet. I guess thats why I didn't throw a fit when my mom said she was going to let me have a slumber party for my 8th Birthday. I figured that I could keep myself from having an accident if I watched what I drank carefully. What I didn't know was that my mom had finally decided that if I was embarrassed enough that I would stop my babyish ways of wetting my bed. She had came up with a perfect plan and put it in motion. We went ahead and invited my 3 best friends and 2 of my favorite cousins. Now none of these kids knew of my bedwetting problem and as far as I was concerned they were not going to find out boy was I wrong. Well everything went fine untill bedtime, that is when my mom came into the room and told me in front of everyone that it was time to put my diaper on. And to my horror she pulled out a diaper that it turned out that she found in my size. That is all it took my friends started making fun of me and I felt like just running away and never comming back. If things couldn't get worse my mom had given me a sleeping pill earlier dissolved in a glass of Coke which knocked me out before 10 o'clock. By the time morning came I of course had wet the diaper and sealed my fate with my supposedly friends. Well after that I was a big joke to everybody that I knew and some that I even didn't know in school. I guess you could say I didn't take it to well and my classmates soon found out that it was easy and fun to make fun of me and bully me around. From that point on things havent been the same for me. I dont have any friends among my peers so I really am pretty much a loner to this day. About 2 months later my bedwetting stopped and I no longer had a problem with it. This just made my mom further believe that I was doing it on purpose. And she believes that since she had done what she done that It was her who finally made me stop wetting the bed.
   Well things went along normally as normal as things could be for me. That is untill I was 10 or 11 I am not sure exactly when for sure. This is when I started getting these strange feelings everytime I saw a picture of a kid in diapers or saw a comercial for them. All I knew was that I wanted to try wearing diapers again. Well I finally did get a chance to wear diapers again when I stayed the night at my grandpa's house. I was 11 at the time and I was staying at his house for the weekend. Well it was late one night and my granpa was already asleep and I was bored so I decided to find me something to do. I guess you could call it being nosy but I started going thru the closet of the room I was staying in. This room use to belong to my great grandmother (my grandpa's mom). My grandpa use to take care of her before she died. Well I ended up comming across her diapers. I couldn't help myself I imeadiatly tried one on and found out that it was close to a perfect fit since my grandmother was a small woman. Well I ended up falling asleep with it on. The next morning my grandpa woke me up for breakfast luckily he didnt wait around till I got up. As soon as he left the room I took the diaper off and since I didn't use it hid it in my bag along with several others to take home with me. Well since I visited my grandpa at least once everyother week I was able to keep supplying myself with diapers. For a long time I was afraid that my grandpa would realize that the diapers were comming up missing, but the truth was he had it turned out cuboards full of them in the laundry room and since he no longer used them he never missed them. Well this worked untill I was 13. Thats when my grandpa died of a heart attack.
   At this time I decided that my feelings for diapers were preverse and not right so I decided to push back and ignore the feelings I was having for them. Well this worked untill Jan. 97. That is when my mom signed up for internet access. I dont know why for sure but I decided to do a search on diapers. I was amazed at what it brought up. From here it didn't take me long to come across AB web pages then from there TB pages. I am not sure when exactly but I came across Big Daddy's web page for Teen Babies and signed up for the TB list of Big Daddy's. Thats when I decided that it was okay after all to have the feelings that I was having and to act upon them. I started out just wetting in my pants whenever I was home alone and have pleanty enoughtime to enjoy it and clean up after it. I guess the most courages I have ever gotten was when I decided to wet them durring a movie at the theater in town. Luckily I had a big shirt that hid the front of my pants when I left the movie. Also durring Jan. I started having problems wetting the bed again for the first time since 8. At 1st I tried hiding it from my mom but you cant hide pee stains for long. As soon as as she found out the spankings started all over again. She accussed me of doing it on purpose and being lazy. Also durring this time I started getting a bad rash all over my body. In the end it was my grandma who told my mom that I might be having an allergic reaction and to take me to the Doctor. So in late march of 97 I went to see a Doctor that told my mom that it looked to him that I indeed was having an allergic reaction from something. He put me on medication for it and in about 3 weeks along with my rash my bedwetting dissapear.
    Well I managed to stay dry except for my purposeful accidents up untill shortly before Thanksgiving of 97. For some reason or another my bedwetting resumed and I have been wetting the bed ever since to this date. This time around to hide it from my mom I used my job as a paperboy to earn money to buy diapers to wear to hide my problems. Also luckily my mom was recently given a promotion and has pretty much left me to fend for myself most of the time and therefore I am having an easier time hiding it from her. I dont know how long I can hide it but I talked to someone else who is in the same boat as myself and he has hidden it for more then 2 years from his parents.
    Well I guess I will bring this story to its end. I will update my story as things change in my life.
                                                                                                   JD( John Dazel) March 15th,1998
 
 
 
 
 

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