________________________________________________________________________ A well behaved bed wetter ________________________________________________________________________ Disclaimer: This story involves spanking, discaplining, and other punish- ment of a minor child. Parts of it may or may not be true, if this type of soty offends you, go pick up a copy of some religious magazine and read that instead. ________________________________________________________________________ INTRODUCTION ________________________________________________________________________ My mommy had gotten quite tired of my nightime accidents, and so was I! Not really the wetting, but of the daily events when I woke up wet. The humiliation and being made to feel ashamed, not to mention the daily spanking and lecture.As well as the several spanking a week I got, sometimes in public for mis behaving. But none of this came close to the humiliation that I was subjected too when my mother decided she had had enough. ________________________________________________________________________ Chapter 1 ________________________________________________________________________ After yet another wet night, and after yet another bare bottom spanking, my mom changed by bed sheets beofre we headed out to do our usuall saturday morning grocery shopping. It was dull, but the only way I could get the junk food I wanted. And mom wouldn't let me stay home alone anyway. Mom as always took her time comparing prices and reading labels. i was starting to need to pee badly, but was trying to ignore it as long as possible, but it seemed as though mom was taking much longer than usuall. Finnally I had to speed things along. "Mom could you hurry, I need to pee BAD!" My mother looked down at me angrily and said loud enough for everyone for three isles to hear "WHy don't you just wet yourself like you do at home!"I instantly turned red as the store was quite crowded and there were now familes up and down the isle staring at me. "Mom, please" I begged her not to continue the embarrasment, But she wouldn't let up. "What you don't want anyone to know you pee your bed like a little baby?" My bulging bladder would not let up as my mother continued. I had no choice but to grab myself to hold pee, even though I knew everyone was watching me. Finnaly a sympathetic older woman offered me assistance "There is a boys room up front by the register" I looked up at my mom tears forming in my eyes "GO" was all she said, and I made a mad dash for the bathroom. I sighed in relief as I was finnaly able to relive myself. I washed up and slowly and quietly walked back to where my mother was, now two isles over. I took the cart to push it for her, in an attempt to make her be nice to me, thats when I saw them. Sitting right in the center of the cart was a huge bag of diapers! Adult diapers! "Moooooommmmm????" I whinned. "what, you don't think you need them?"I was starting to get mad, this was too much. "I'm not wearing them, so forget it!" I snapped at her rudely. "You will wear whatever I tell you to young man." Okay, I should have backed off here, but I didn't. "LIKE HELL I WILL" I shouted, and suddenly all eyes were on me again. My mother not to take that kind of attitude in public immeditaly grabbed me by the ear and slapped my backside. "Don't you speak to me like that!" But it was too late, I had gone to far to back out now. "Kiss my ass" i shouted as I slapped her hand away from my ear. She grabbed me again, by the arm this time and continued slapping my backside. No one moved as they all watched as i tried to pull away from her again. "That's it young man" My mother shouted. She reached down and yanked my sweat pants down and then my underpants. I was now standing nude from the waist down, in front of a growing crowd of people getting spanked. I continued to squirm and try to pull away.My mother reached to a near by shelf and grabbed a pepperoni log, and started using that as a make shift paddle as she spanked me harder and harder. Finnaly it got to be too much and tears once again formed in my eyes, and were soon flowwing freely down my cheeks as I cried and wimpered. Finnaly after what seemed like an eternity, my mom put the peperoni log down and let me go, I stood there crying and rubbing my backside, as the crowd disperced. I made no attempt to get dressed as I really didn't care who saw me at this point. I was just glad it was over.....or was it?