JUST ANOTHER DIAPER DAY 

Disclaimer   

	The following is a non-fictional story. It basically 
describes the events of me and my two sons on a normal day. 
This day just happens to be yesterday. If Anyone likes it, I 
may post more true stories about my sons. Mike my older son 
is 14, and Tommy my adopted son, is 7.This story is told 
from Mike's point of view, just because it flows better that 
way. All comments welcome.   

	I pound on my clock like I do every morning, to get 
that damn buzzing to stop. How come they can't make a toy I 
can't brake, but I can beat on that damn clock forever and 
it just won't break?  
	Pushing the covers off of me, I slide my hand in my 
diaper. "Damn, wet again" Sure I should be used to it by 
now, but it still sucks. Sitting up in bed, I rub the sleep 
from my eyes, as I try to gather my thoughts.  
	My mom comes in to make sure I'm up, and asks how I am. 
Having not found my voice yet for the morning, I simply 
grunt, which says more than words ever could. When she asks 
if I am wet, I only nod with a disgusted look on my face.  
	Sitting down on the bed with me, she gives me a big 
hug, and tells me it's okay, and nothing to be ashamed of. 
My mom lets me go, and has me lay back down, so she can take 
off my wet diaper. With it off she tells me to go shower, so 
I don't smell "nasty" all day.  
	Playing the radio while I shower, I do a great job of 
butchering the song playing with my poor attempt at early 
morning singing. My mom comes in and calls out "Mikey, What 
kind of underpants should I put out for you?" Having had 
several accidents yesterday, and knowing I am going out 
today, I elect to wear a diaper today to prevent 
embarrassment. I finish my shower, and dry myself as best as 
possible before wrapping the towel around me, and heading 
back to my room. On my way down the hall I pass my younger 
brother who manages to grab my towel when I wasn't paying 
attention, and runs down the hall with it. Naked, cold and a 
little wet, I chase after him, downstairs, and finally catch 
up to him in the living room. I wrestle him to the ground 
and tickle him until he is in tears from laughing so hard. 
Finally I let him up and take my towel back and head back 
upstairs to my room.  
	I get to my room, and find mom as always picking up my 
mess from the day before, on my bed are the clothes my mom 
had laid out for me. Loose fit jeans (to hide the diaper 
bulge) a Bugs bunny T-shirt, socks, a belt, a diaper, 
and..... I start to panic as I see the paddle laying on my 
bed "Mom?, What I do, I didn't do anything, I swear it" My 
mom comes over and comforts me "I know honey, calm down, 
it's for your brother, I found a note from his teacher in 
his dresser he didn't give me."  
	"Oh...But it's August, there is no school?"   
	"I know, that's why he's in trouble, it's dated June 
10th" I relax knowing that it's not me getting the paddle 
this time, although I have earned more than my share in the 
past. Laying back down on the bed, my mom unfolds the 
disposable diaper she had left out. "honey, turn over for a 
second, I want to make sure the rash on your bum is gone." 
As requested I roll over on to my tummy, and mom starts to 
playfully spank me while saying "That sounded like a guilty 
boy trying to avoid a spanking but it didn't work did it?" I 
pretend to cry and before long the spanking turns to 
tickling and I now am the one in tears of laughter. My mom 
stops and goes back to diapering me. With my diaper on, I 
get up and get dressed, and go downstairs with my mom to 
have breakfast.  
	We get downstairs and find Tommy already sitting at the 
table waiting for breakfast. "Well eat in just a minute 
Tommy first I have to take care of a paddling." Tommy smiles 
and giggles thinking it's me that's going to get it, until 
mom takes his hand and pulls him over to an empty chair, 
where she sits down. Pulling out the note, and showing it to 
Tommy she informs him of the spanking he is about to get. "I 
think twenty for making your teacher mad and another twenty 
for not giving it to me." FORTY with the paddle, wow that's 
more than I have ever gotten at one time. Tommy starts to 
cry and goes into his infantile begging and pleading. 
Something I never do, once I know what I did wrong, I 
usually just take it like a man, sure I cry from the pain, 
but you won't see me begging.  
	Mom unbuckles Tommy's belt, unzips his jeans, and pulls 
them down below his knees. "Because you are getting so many, 
the first ten will be given with your underpants on to warm 
you up" She pulls Tommy over her lap, and positions him as 
desired, and immediately starts the spanking. The first ten 
delivered she lets Tommy up, who is already screaming and 
crying. As she goes to lower his underpants he turns and 
tries to get away, only making it one step before tripping 
on his pants around his ankles, and dropping to the floor. 
"Okay, Now your in trouble" she says as she picks him up and 
carries him to the living room. I followed behind them 
knowing that I would be needed to help. Mom put Tommy down 
by the couch and positions him bent over the side. I get on 
the couch and grab his wrists to hold him in place. Mom 
thanks me for knowing what to do, and scolds Tommy for 
making this necessary again. She informs us both that Tommy 
will now get 40 more, instead of the thirty he had left and 
she yanks his underpants down. Tommy kicks the couch, and 
tries to pull his arms free as the spanking is delivered, 
but he can't get away, half way through, he gives up the 
fight and just stays still sobbing into the couch cushion. 
My mother stopped at thirty, winks at me and says "Okay 
that's forty, go to your room until you calm down." Tommy 
pulls up his underpants and jeans and runs to his room 
slamming the door behind him. "How came you stopped at 
thirty mom?"   
	"Because, he learned his lesson, he stopped fighting 
and accepted his punishment, I don't want to hurt you guys 
when I have to punish you, I love you to much, but it's my 
job to teach you both to behave." Her words reminded me just 
how much she loves me and I got up and hugged her, she 
hugged me back, and we sat and watched television, deciding 
to wait until Tommy came back down to have breakfast.  
	When Tommy returned from his room we sat down to have 
breakfast, he had calmed down, but his fidgeting told us his 
but hurt still. The rest of the morning went as usually, we 
sat and ate and talked about what we all had planned for the 
day. Tommy was going to his friends house, and they were 
going to go to the amusement park. Me and Mom are going 
shopping for back to school stuff, and then going to lunch.  
	We finish breakfast and get in the car. We drive the 
short distance to Tommy's friends house, and drop him off, 
and then head to the mall.  
	Two hours and three hundred dollars later we had gotten 
most of the clothes I would need to go back to school, and 
it was getting close to lunch time. "Are you okay honey?" My 
mom asked. I knew what she meant and told her I wasn't. 
"Okay, well take care of that right now."  
	We went through the food court to the restrooms and mom 
and I went in the ladies room to get me changed.  Much to my 
surprise, no one really seemed to care that I was in there 
since I was with my mom. It was the best place to change me, 
for some reason I don't know, every ladies room has a couch 
in it. The men's room doesn't have a couch, just a cool 
balloon dispenser mom says I can't buy any of.  
	I laid down on the couch and mom changed me as other 
mall shoppers came in and out, all looking to see why a boy 
my age needed to be diapered. They didn't bother me really, 
I only hate it when a girl my age comes in, but none did 
today, thank god.  
	Now dry, mom tosses my wet diaper in the trash, washes 
her hand and we head out of the mall to go to lunch.  
	We got in the car, and mom buckled my seat belt, and we 
drove across town to my favorite restaurant. Sure the pizza 
is greasy and the coke is watered down, but no one really 
goes there for the food. They have tons of games to play, 
and I like that. After devouring half the pizza, and a third 
of the pitcher of coke, mom hands me a pile of coins, to go 
play the games with.  
	I was playing MK2 when I first noticed I had to pee, 
but I was doing good, and wasn't abut to stop to go potty. I 
held it as along as I could, but soon, just as I was ripping 
the spine off my opponent, I wet my diaper. It felt weird 
wetting my diaper and no one noticing, but I didn't care, I 
just kept on playing.  
	When I ran out of quarters, I went back to our table 
and had another slice of pizza, and some coke. "Honey, we 
need to get you changed before we leave" I couldn't figure 
out how she knew I was wet already, and I guess she knew I 
was thinking "Oh, come on, I saw you doing the little boy 
rain dance over there, you must be wet" I told her I was, 
but asked that we wait till we get home to change me, since 
there are so many kids here. She agreed, and I had some more 
coke, and we left.  
	When we got home, mom changed me, and I sat down to 
watch TV while she did the laundry and started dinner. Tommy 
came home around 4 and joined me in front of the TV, and we 
watched Animaniacs together. When that show was over, mighty 
morphin jack-asses (or something like that) came on, I hate 
that show, but Tommy loves it, I tried to change the 
channel, but Tommy was whining, so I got up and said "fine 
watch your damn show" I didn't mean to say damn, it just 
came out, I didn't think mom heard me, but just in case I 
decided to admit to it, so she would go easy on me. "Mom I 
said a bad word" My mother surprised said "You did, what 
word?" I guess she didn't hear me, but I'm still glad I told 
her, I don't like to hide stuff from mom. "I said DARN" She 
told me that DARN wasn't a bad word and I had to explain 
(without saying it) what I had said. When she understood she 
sat me down at the kitchen table and told me how naughty it 
is to say words like that, but how proud she is of me for 
telling her. "You do have to be punished, but I'm going to 
give you a choice for being honest with me, you can either 
go to bed right now, for the rest of the night, or I'll give 
you a spanking and well forget it happened." I elected for 
the spanking cause I didn't want to go to bed already. It 
was a light spanking and I didn't even cry, I don't think 
mom was trying to make it hurt at all. When it was done, I 
thanked her (actually did!) and went to my room, to watch my 
TV.  
	A few minutes later mom called me down for dinner, and 
we sat together and ate our chicken and talked about what we 
had done all day, mom of course knew what I had done all 
day, cause she was with me, so we listened to Tommy tell us 
about every single ride at the amusement park. After dinner 
we watched a movie together, and when it was over Tommy was 
sent to bed. He's younger so I get to stay up later (a whole 
hour). "mom can I have a bath?" I had started bathing myself 
when I was 6, and now, getting a bath from mom, was like a 
special treat, it felt so good to just lay in the tub, while 
mommy washed me, and we would talk about anything that came 
to mind.' Sure honey, I'll start the water."  
	I had a nice long bath, and when we were done, mom 
dried me off, and put a clean diaper on me for the night, it 
was still 20 minutes till my bedtime, but I let mom put me 
in bed anyway. I was tired, and felt real relaxed, so why 
not go to sleep. I kissed mom and rolled over to go to 
sleep. Yeah, it was just another diaper day.   

	The End