Ben Still Wets the Bed

	Proloque: When I turned 13 my mom told me that I was too old to 
be wetting the bed. She had taken me to the doctor a few times the last 
couple years about it and he just told her it would just take time but 
he couldn't know how long really before I would stay dry. I had noticed 
one Sunday my mom had her coupon cut out on and I would always want to 
see what she was getting, Usually looking for Coke, Lucky Charms, or 
other junk food. That day I found she clipped out a coupon for 
Goodnites. I felt my heart sink and thought about if she might really 
do it.
	A few days later when I woke, we were having breakfast with the 
people that live a few houses down, they were over at our house and I 
had woke up wet again. I kind of slowly moped down the stairs half 
asleep with my eyes half shut. My mom I heard in the kitchen and I ran 
in to tell her that I had another accident. She took my by the hand and 
brought me up to my room. I was told to wait there. Downstairs I could 
hear her and our neighbor Lee talking. She had her son over, too, he 
was 7 or maybe 8 even. She said something like, "wow he still has 
nighttime problems."
	My mom came back up the stairs and I went and sat on my bed. When 
she came in she was holding a brown paper bag and a pack of Pull-ups 
Goodnites. She told me that until I would grow up and learn to control 
my bladder I would have to wear these. Thankfully this was just an at-
night thing.
	The next Wednesday me and my friend Nick were over at my house 
and he wanted to spend the night. I told him that my mom would probably 
say no. He insisted I asked so I did and she said that it would be a 
great idea since he hadn't been over in months. I was excited and 
worried at the same time. We watched "Blade" and "The Matrix" which I 
had both seen but Nick hadn't. Around 11 o'clock my mom called us up 
stairs and said it was time to get ready for bed. Nick said that I had 
a pretty early bed time for the summer.
	I decided that I would try and get ready without changing into 
the pull-ups. My mom caught me, she asked me if I brushed my teeth and 
touched my butt. I jumped and yelled at her for doing that and she gave 
me that look. I went into the bathroom and got one on. I tried to 
stretch my T-shit extra far to make sure Nick wouldn't know. When it 
was Nick's turn to get ready he took a shower was looking for our 
shampoo I think because he was yelling out the door asking where 
something was but I couldn't hear him over the shower. When he came 
into my room and I got in my bed, I realized we had forgot a place for 
Nick to sleep. I told him either the floor or the couch downstairs. He 
said that he would just sleep on the opposite side of my bed. About 10 
minutes later Nick whispered to me,
	"Why do you have diapers in your bathroom?"
	I replied "I don't know," not knowing what to say. He paused and 
asked,
	"Do you wear them or something?" "because their your size, I 
found them under the sink when I was looking for your shampoo."
	I told him about it and he told me he had a problem at night too, 
but had never used a diaper for it. I explained to him that my mom made 
me and I told him to try one on. I guess he didn't want to because he 
said, "Nah, I'm ok I'm tired anyways so lets just go to sleep."
	Nick fell asleep fast and it was kinda weird sleeping with 
another guy but at least we weren't like hugging each other. As soon as 
I woke up my mom came in checked if I was dry. I told her that I would 
know if it was wet. Then she explained to me that I wasn't getting any 
better at keeping dry. My mom told me if I wouldn't keep dry for at 
least 4 days this week, she would treat me exactly like I was acting. I 
was 13 and I knew that I shouldn't be doing this but it was like I 
could drink nothing after 6PM or I wouldn't stay dry all night. Nick 
woke up and asked me how long I'd been awake. He had to get packed to 
leave as soon as he woke up to go to his basketball practice.
	My mom had a calendar to mark my wet and dry days. A Star for dry 
and W for wet. So far I had been dry 2 days of the wee and It was the 
last day and I still woke up soaking wet in my t-shirt and Goodnites. 
We went to the store about an hour after I got up and my mom picked out 
some Training Pants with stars to remind you to stay dry. She got a 
bunch of other supplies in her shopping cart and when we got home she 
showed me upstairs into my room. She took out all the stuff and laid 
them on my desk counter. I watched her as she grabbed every last 
underwear I had and neatly stacked my new Training Pants and Luvs 
diapers in the drawer. I saw that she had bought: a few pacifiers, a 
crib with a locking top, some baby wipes, baby lotion, baby powder, and 
a few bottles.
	She told me to lay down on the bed. I watched as she grabbed one 
of the training pants, baby lotion and powder. She spread them around 
my crotch and butt. I told her that I was capable of putting it on. She 
then said,
	"Babies, don't know how to diaper themselves, and either do you, 
I warned you!"
	While she finished diapering me she reminded me of Nick's game 
that was in a few hours. I told her that I couldn't miss it and I asked 
her if I could have just one more chance at this. She said
	"If I was still dry by the end of the week then I could forget 
about this totally."
	I agreed and we got ready to go to Nick's playoff basketball game 
against Pickerington.
	Me, my mom, and my sister all went to his game against one of the 
best teams in the state. A few minutes into the game my mom went to get 
us snacks. I got the usual Sour Patch Kids and large Cherry Coke. By 
half time I felt the urge to use the restroom and decided to hold it 
until the game quieted down a bit. I couldn't hold it any longer so I 
turned around to tell my mom that I had to use the restroom. She got up 
so I could get around her and I let go. My mom didn't take long to 
notice what had happened and took me by the hand and led me to the 
changing room. When we went in there was a mother changing her baby. 
She glanced over and saw what had happened. My mom asked where the 
spare diapers were. I told her I didn't need one but she ignored me. I 
was instructed to get up on the changing table and she quickly taped up 
the diaper nice and snug. I was embarrassed even knowing that nobody 
saw me except my mom. I saw the picture on the front was of Barney and 
complained about it to my mom. She just said they looked cute and 
pulled my pants up and buttoned them for me.
	My pants still had wet stains on them we drove home as soon as 
possible. Jennifer, my sister asked what happened and my mom told her 
all about what has been going on...

Ben Still Wets The Bed Pt. II: ...His Problems Get Worse

	When we pulled into our driveway my mom helped me out and led me 
into the house. My mom instructed me to take off my pants so she could 
wash them. When my mom left my sister Jennifer said I was cute in my 
diapers. My mom came back and brought me and Jennifer into my room 
which she had setup a changing table, diaper pail and crib. She told 
Jennifer that since she would be diapering me from time to time that 
she should learn now. She guided Jennifer on how to do it as I cried. 
My mom grabbed the pacifier from off of the table and put it in my mom 
and said to not take it off until she said. Jennifer was very good 
looking and I was turning red since she was changing my diapers and 
then babied me for a while my mom went downstairs and cooked dinner. I 
went downstairs for dinner and my mom grabbed me when I started to sit 
down and put me up in the new high chair she had bought.
	Once dinner was over, Nick rang the doorbell and came in. I was 
standing there in my t-shirt and diaper getting ready to watch our 
movie. Nick asked about it and my mom told him that I was not old 
enough to act my age and would be like this until I could stop wetting 
the bed. He asked me to spend the night at his house and I said yes. 
When we got to his house we went in and his mom had already been told 
about my punishment and checked me. She told me to keep my stars in a 
babyish tone. Nick's brother was there when she said that and he asked 
if I wore diapers. He teased me about it for a few minutes since he was 
only 6 years old. Me and Nick were upstairs and he asked me laughed at 
me for a while because his little brother was even more mature than me 
about it since I was crying the whole time. The whole evening his mom 
was reminding me to use the potty and it just made me think less about 
my wetting and more about getting back at my mom.
	Nick had a game called Tony Hawk Pro Skater 3 and we were playing 
it for a few hours when I realized that my stars were gone and I had 
peed in my training pants. I got my spare diapers and tried to change 
myself when Nick's mom came in and stopped me. She gave me a few spanks 
and told me that I was not mature enough to do it myself. Nick watched 
as she powdered me and put on the diapers. He said that he wanted to 
use one so he wouldn't have another accident that night. I watched him 
put it on and told him that he should not let his mom know. We went to 
bed shortly after watching some news.
	I woke up early and saw that Nick was dry. Feeling ashamed of my 
bedwetting I ran out looking for Nick's mom's room and found his 
brothers room instead. His brother woke up and saw me standing there 
with a wet diaper on. He laughed and ran to tell his mom that I wet my 
diaper again. She came into his room and laid me down on the bed. She 
put on my last Goodnite and told me to head downstairs.
	His mom was very mad and had me sit in the corner as everyone ate 
breakfast...