Growing up in Diapers Corry seems like a normal, healthy 20 year old. He lives with his true love, his fiancee, Becky. He's lived on his own for 3 years. Corry is happy, and things are looking up. Bills are no longer a problem, but they have in the past. Between rent, furniture payment, phone, electric and insurance bills, there wasn't' much money. There is also one other bill, diapers. Corry goes through a case of diapers every three to five weeks. You see, his urinary track stopped developing when he was only one. Because of thins, his bladder is unusually small, and he can not tell when he has to urinate. The end result, Corry never has been and never will be potty trained, and he will always wear diapers. Corry's family thought there might be a problem when he still couldn't be potty trained by around the age of four. They took him to a doctor. What they found out devastated them. They were informed that Corry's urinary system was severely under developed, and would most likely never be normal. As a result, he would have to wear diapers for life. They tired not to show there disappointment around Corry, because they didn't want him to know he was different. Things were just fine for about another year. But then Corry was to start school. The concerns were obvious. One, having someone new change him, the teacher or nurse, and worse still, Corry still didn't know that every 4 and 5 year old didn't still wear diapers. The time had come to tell him about his condition. Being that Corry was always carefree and happy, he took the news fairly well. The only thing he couldn't understand was why he was warned that others would make fun of him. Corry would never insult or hurt anyone, and he just couldn't understand why anyone would belittle someone because of a medical condition. Corry started school on time, he just went to meet the nurse and teacher about a week early. The reason for this was to discuss the situation. They were told that Corry was to be checked at least every two hours if he didn't ask to be changed before that, because he didn't always let someone know he needed to be changed. They were also given a months supply of diapers, shown how to change him, and told to call when they were down to under 10 diapers. School started and all went well. For two weeks or so, there was no real problem. The nurse would change Corry during lunch and recess. His teacher would check him 4 or 5 times a day when the others weren't paying attention, and if he needed changing, she would send him to the nurse. The other kids were starting to get suspicious, but no one knew for sure why he never was seen in the bathroom. Then one day, Corry was quite messy. The teacher smelled it (as did most of the class) and she said "Corry, do you need to see the nurse?" His eyes welled up a bit, and as he walked up a few student began to laugh. After he got changed and cleaned up, he went back to class. Upon walking, everyone started laughing and calling him Diaper Baby and Poop Butt and lots of other names. He just cried and cried. This of coarse did nothing to stop the teasing. To be continued (maybe)