My Story
I was late being
toilet trained. I still wore diapers most the time when I was 5 years
old. Finaly, by the time I became 6 and a half, I could hold it for
a little bit. My parents began to worry about me. During my
6th year, my parents took me to a urologist. They didn't see any
problems and refered me to a neurologist to see if there were any mental
problems. I had to sleep there one night while they did tests on
my sleep patterns. They found out that there was a "bad connection"
between my brain and my bladder muscles when I am in a certain state of
mental awareness. I was 6 years old and I don't really remember exactly
what they said but this was close to what it was. Basically, I am incontinent
when I am asleep or really really tired.
My parents kept
me in diapers while I was asleep until I was about 15. They wanted
me to try sleeping with out them. I kept on wetting the bed each
night. My parents finally realized that it wasn't a good idea and
put me back into diapers. During the day I wore training pants at
home and "thick underware" to school. I used to wet my pants about
every single day once, twice, or more. My school was not happy about
all of this either, but they had to suit my needs. By the time I was about
10 I could hold it for about 20 minutes at a time. It was tough though.
I remember going to the bathroom at school all the time. When I look
back at my young school days, all I remember was running to the bathroom
and wetting my pants.
I was held back
in second grade due to my Attention Defecit Disorder (ADD). I was
always really smart but I couldn't sit there long enough to finnish a paper.
But the teachers knew I knew how to do it. I was in all of the gifted
programs up until high school where they just have honors courses.
Then later on
in my life when I was 16 they again thought it was rediculous to still
be wearing diapers to bed and made me try to learn how to stay dry. I would
wet my bed the whole night. My mom would come in and I would be wet
and she would wake me up so I could change. Then I would fall asleep
and slowly wet the bed. The pee just comes out as it is produced,
there is absoutely no control. Again my parents let me have diapers.
Going back to
when I was 14, ( I love skipping around, part of the ADD, bad organization
) I started wearing my diapers, undercover, to school. I just enjoyed
them after a while and wanted to wear them not just at night and evenings.
I would wet my pants watching TV late at night and stuff so I wore diapers
during the later hours after dinner around 8:00 or so. I began experimenting
with the diapers and stuff. This is also around the time when I got
the internet at my house. This was an incredible thing for me.
I never believed the doctors when they said there were other kids that
wet the bed at my age (14 at the time) When I got on the internet and found
other bed wetters my age, a whole new door opened for me. I started
feeling a bit better about myself.
When I was about
15, I started cutting out pictures of kids in advertisements and coloring
in the picture to make it look like they wet their pants. As I got
my own computer, I found pictures on the web of kids wetting their pants.
There were not a whole lot. I started browsing through the web to
find pictures of kids to use my art skill on. My mom was an art teacher
and started teaching computer graphics. She taught me how to use
Adobe Photo Shop to her skills in the program. After that, was when
I actually started altering the pictures. I was 16 by this time;
I made a doll and created a mechanism to make him wet his pants.
I would watch it wet. These observations are how I mastered my pictures.
I saw a few other fake wet pants photos and laughed at how bad they were.
(some on JD's site while it was working)
The more I made
the pictures the better I became. Most of the ones you see now are
still from the begining of my little art career. I have a lot of
pictures.
About 2 months
ago or so, my parents found that doll and I got in trouble. I wasn't
online for a while, and geocities removed my page. I came back and
tried to find a real www domain to host my page but it didn't work out.
So I put it up on Angelfire.
NOTE FROM LITTLE MIKIE:
I started offering
a picture service to turn anyone's photo (of anybody) into a wet pant's
photo. I haven't gotten to many responses. I built this page a few
months ago, most of the graphics were built in Photoshop. I don't
use anyone else's work unless I have permission. That goes for the picture
service too, I won't post anyones picture unless I have permission. I would
really appreciate it if more of you guys helped me by participating in
these things I am running. You really don't know what you are missing.
I built a script for a WWW board similar to the one you see at DPF.
I am not going to use it because I don't see enough people participating
in the forum I have now. Or sending me stories, or pictures.
I can't write for my life. I express myself through my art.
I started a story contest to try to get more people involved. It
really seems like everyone wants to keep to themselves. Pretty selfish
if you ask me. We are all alike in many ways as we are different.
I think we should all get to know eachother a bit better. The 2 judges
I have from the newspaper are no longer going to be judging stories.
I feel that they were grading too difficult and we are not pro writters
here. I encourage people to post their stories (like I did).
As you can see I can't write. Please help everyone out and my page
by sending stories. They do not have to be perfect (not like mine
is). I spent a lot of time on my page, and am spending more and more
time. You can make my day just by sending something to me.
I help you, you help me. If I don't see more participation from all
of my visitors I will take down the page. Why should I continue spending
my precious time if no one cares? If I see an increase in participation,
I will put up the WWW board instead of my little forum, and spend more
time on my page because I will feel like you guys appreciate it. Right
now I feel like I am doing all of this for nothing. I hope you guys
will change my attitude, because I am quite dissapointed. If you
have any questions or concerns or debates about what I am saying, email
me. If you guys are affraid to speak out, don't be. No one
wants to hurt anyone. And If they do, tell me and I WILL do something about
it. Like make this page password protected and only tell welcomed
people the correct login and password. I do know how to use CGI,
Java, and Pearl scripts for everyones benifit. I took a few college
non-credit courses on HTML, C++, and Java.