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...