Big Brothers Revenge
By: Tiny Tony

	Hi, I'm Alex. I'm a 15 year old male with a pain-in-
the-butt brother named Nick. He's 13 and I'm going to kill 
him. You won't believe what the little twerp did. I went 
out my window last night at 2 to hang with some friends. 
Well, he woke up and told my parents. They stopped me 
before I could leave. Well, I got a good spanking from my 
dad and I'm ground for a week, which wouldn't be so bad if 
I didn't have concert tickets to see Green Day this Friday. 
Man, I spent 35 bucks on the two of them and now I will 
miss the concert, thanks to Nick. Well, I'm getting back at 
him tonight. You see, Nick still wets the bed at 13; he has 
all his life. Lately he has been doing good to stay dry but 
I'll fix that. You'll see I'll get him back.
	As night fell, I sat on my bed reading. I couldn't do 
anything but read.
	"Nicky honey, it is bed time," my mom yelled.
	"Ok," he said. He opened the door and walked in.
	"Hey dork, do you know how to knock?" I said rudely.
	"It's my room, too, Alex," he said in a mocking tone 
back.
	"Yeah, don't remind me," I said back.
	"Nick, make sure you go to the bathroom, you have been 
doing well lately," mom called from downstairs.
	"Yeah, Nicky, you better go potty, so you won't pee 
pee in your beddy," I said, mocking him again.
	"Shut up, I haven't wet in two weeks," he said back as 
he put a long night shirt on. He then left to go brush his 
teeth. I jumped off my bed and got undressed. I sleep in my 
boxers and a T-shirt. Nick likes to sleep in his tighty 
whitey's and a big shirt. He came back into the room and 
got in to bed.
	"Did you go pee pee, wittle Nicky?" I said in baby-
talk to him.
	"Shut up, Alex, you used to wet, too," he said as he 
cover his head with his covers.
	"Yeah, when I was 8, not 13, baby," I said in defense.
	"OK, Alex, that is it, no more, or you're grounded 
even longer," my mom said as she came into the room. "Now 
good night, you two, and sleep well."
	She turned out the lights and left the room.
	"Good night, bedwetting baby," I said to Nick. He 
didn't answer.
	It was 2 in the morning, time to put my plan into 
action. I got up and went to the kitchen. There I got a 
bowl of warm water. I then walked slowly back to my room. I 
went up to Nick's bed and put his hand in the water. Then I 
waited. About 3 minutes later Nick was laying in a puddle.
	"Now we'll see who gets the last laugh," I said 
quietly. I got up and went back to the kitchen. I dumped 
out the water and when back to bed. As I thought about my 
revenge I couldn't wait 'til the morning. As the light of 
the dawn came in to the room I woke up and got ready for 
the show. Nick yawned and rubbed his eyes than stopped 
suddenly.
	"OH NO, PLEASE, NO!" he said as he found he had wet. 
He started to cry and got out of bed, I acted as if I just 
woken up.
	"What's wrong, Nick?" I said as if I didn't know.
	"I wet the bed," he said though his tears.
	"Oh well," I said. "MOM, NICK PEED THE BED!" I yelled. 
My mom came in.
	"NICK, YOU DIDN'T!" she yelled, but his wet shirt told 
her everything. She left and came back with the paddle in 
her hand.
	"Okay Nicky, bend over," she said.
	"PLEASE MOM, DON'T.... DON'T SPANK ME!" Nick pleaded.
	"You know what happens when you wet, Nick, now bend 
over."
	Nick did and I watched as he got 10 good swats for 
wetting.
	"Now go get cleaned up," she told him. He left the 
room crying. My mom looked at me and said, "you'd better 
not bug him about this," then she left. I lay there 
thinking about how good it felt to see him get it, that 
brat, how dare he tell on me. Oh, but it was not over yet, 
I still had about 20 more bucks to see him pay for. Nick 
came into the room wet form his shower. As he dropped the 
towel I could see he's bottom was all red. "I hope he 
bruises," I thought to myself.
	"Bummer, it looks like someone wet the bed," I said as 
I left the room. He was still sniffling when he walked by 
with his wet sheets. I just smiled at him and continued 
with my breakfast. The rest of the day Nick didn't say 
much. I just smiled mockingly at him every time I saw him.
	"Nicky, it is your bedtime, please go potty tonight," 
my mom yelled at 9. I was on my bed reading like I had 
spend the last few nights. Nick came in and got on his 
pj's.
	"Go potty, baby Nicky, so you don't wet your beddy," I 
told him rudely. He just gave me a dirty look and left. He 
came back in about 10 minutes later and got in bed.
	"Did you go potty?" my mom said as she came in to the 
room.
	"Yes I did," Nick answered.
	"Good, you know what happens if you wet again 
tonight," she finished. Nick didn't say anything.
	"Night, Alex," my mom told me as she turned out the 
lights. It was time for more payback. Soon everyone was 
asleep. I got up and when to the kitchen. There I got the 
same bowl and took it to the sink. I got the water and went 
back to my room where I put Nick's hand in it again. I 
watched as he wet the bed for the second time this week.
	"Oh, poor baby Nicky, you wet your bed again, and you 
know what happens now," I whispered. I took the bowl back 
to the kitchen and went to bed. Man, Nick is going to get 
it, I thought. I quietly laughed to myself then I went to 
sleep.
	I got up to watch Nick get it. As he woke up he just 
started to cry. I lay there and read my book.
	"What's wrong, Nick?" I said. "Oh, did you wet again?"
	He slowly got out of bed and went to tell my mom. Soon 
he came back crying even harder. He had just started to 
pull his sheets off his bed when she came in.
	"OK, Nick, bend over," she told him. I watched as he 
got 15 good ones.
	"OK, strip down," my mom told him. He did, and mom put 
him in the corner. I just quietly laughed to myself as mom 
left the room. About 30 minutes later mom came in.
	"Nicky, let's get you ready for the day," mom said. 
She laid a diaper out on the bed and told him to lie on it. 
He slowly turned from the corner and lay on the bed on the 
diaper. Mom put rash cream on him then powdered him. Then 
she pulled the diaper up though his legs and pinned it on 
him.
	"OK, stand up," she told him. He did as she opened his 
plastic pants. "Step in" she told him. Nick did and mom 
pulled up the plastic pants. She turned him around and 
pulled the back tight. She then put the lock on the plastic 
pants.
	"You can have the key tomorrow, arms up," She told 
him. He put his arms up and mom put his T-shirt on him, it 
said "I'M A BED WETTER." Then she left. He was still crying 
when he finished taking his sheets off his bed. I almost 
felt bad, but then I remembered the concert I would be 
missing.
	The day passed I watch Nick poop around. I laughed at 
him as at lunch he pooped in his diaper. Now he smelled 
like a baby, too. At dinner mom made him sit in the laundry 
room to eat with his smelly sheets. After dinner mom ran a 
bath for Nick. She took his diaper off him then she bathed 
him. After his bath mom told him to sit on the toilet for 
10 minutes, after potty time mom took him to our room to 
get him ready. I watch from my bed as he was diapered and 
put in to his sleepers. They were yellow with feet on them. 
The zipper ran down the back of them. I watched as he was 
zipped into them and the flap was put over the zipper to 
keep him from opening it.
	"Ok Nick, you're all ready, good night," mom told him. 
He got in to bed and covered his head.
	"Good night, Alex, you sleep well, too," mom told me 
before leaving.
	I waited 'til the house once again fell quiet. Oh 
tonight I would put the icing on the cake, one more night 
of wetting for my brother, and it would be diapers all 
week. I heard Nick whimper himself to sleep. Just about an 
hour after mom left she can back into the room.
	"Alex, you asleep?" she said.
	"No mom, why?" I asked.
	"Good, get up and come downstairs," she said then 
left. I got out of bed. "Did she know about my stunt? Was I 
going to get mine now?" I wondered as I walked downstairs. 
As I got downstairs I was handed a root beer float.
	"Here, this is for you," my mom said.
	"What, why?" I asked.
	"I didn't want to hurt your brother's feelings, he 
can't have one or he'll wet the bed," she told me. "It is 
your treat from dinner," she said and sat down at the 
table. I loved root beer floats. I ate it quickly.
	"Would you like another?" mom asked.
	"Yes please." She made me another. I ate 3 then I was 
full.
	"Okay, dear now you need to go to bed," mom told me.
	"Thanks, mom," I said and headed upstairs to my room. 
Man, want a deal, I thought. I get treats, Nick gets 
diapers, this is the life. I got into bed and waited for 
mom to go to bed. I felt so tired, I tried to stay awake 
but soon I just couldn't anymore, I fell in to a dark 
relaxing sleep.
	As the morning light drifted into the room I yawned 
and stretched. Man, I haven't slept that good in years, I 
thought. Just then I felt something, I was...... "no it 
can't be, that's not..... no way!" I pulled back the 
covers. It was true. I had wet the bed. "What the hell?" I 
thought. Just then Nick started to wake up, I just played 
as if I were still asleep.
	"YES!" he yelled. "I'm dry!"
	He jumped out of bed and went to tell mom. A few 
minutes later they came back.
	"Let's get that diaper off you, how's that sound?" mom 
said as she entered the room. Nick was right behind her. I 
watched as she undid his sleepers and got him undress, she 
then unlocked his pants.
	"Okay, go shower," she told him. "Get up, Alex," mom 
said pulling on my foot. I acted as if I was just waking 
up.
	"Oh, hi mom," I said.
	"Your brother didn't wet," she told me
	"Well, that's good," I said I was so nervous.
	"It smells like pee in here, did you wet?" she asked.
	"NO, I.........."
	Just then mom pulled back the covers.
	"You did," she said. "I'll be back get your sheets off 
your bed."
	She turned and left the room. How could this happen? I 
was not the wetter here, Nick was, I knew what came next, 
though. She came back in with the paddle.
	"Bend over," she told me.
	"NO I...... PLEASE MOM.... I DIDN'T!" I tried to find 
the words but couldn't.
	"You sure like to see Nick get it, now it is your 
turn," she told me. I bend over, and slowly, mom started. 
10 smacks later I was balling like a baby.
	"OK, get your stuff to the washer," I was told. Mom 
then left. I did as I was told. In the laundry room I was 
met by mom. She handed me a stack of clean sheets. On top 
was a rubber mattress protector.
	"Mom, I don't need that," I told her.
	"Yes you do," she told me, "You wet, didn't you? Now 
go put that stuff on your bed NOW!"
	I started back to my room. When I got there Nick was 
out of the shower.
	"Hi Alex, I see you had an accident," He told me.
	"Shut up, dork!" I said back. He just finished getting 
dressed and left. I was so pissed he had something to do 
with this, I know he did. I avoided both him and my mom all 
day. At dinner I just eat and left.
	At 9 mom called.
	"Alex, Nicky, it is your guys' potty time." Nick went 
right away. I just took my time. When I got to the bathroom 
Nick was already on the toilet. The timer had 3 minutes on 
it left. Soon it dinged. Nick got up and pulled up his 
pants.
	"Good boy, Nicky, now go get ready for bed," mom told 
him.
	"Alex, you're next." I walk into the bathroom and 
pulled down my pants and sat down. Mom put 5 on the timer 
and then watched. I didn't really try. I was pissed about 
it all. Soon my time was up and I was told to get ready for 
bed, too. I went to my room. Nick was in bed already. I got 
ready and when to bed with out saying a thing.
	"Good night, you two. I want dry boys in the morning, 
K" mom said, then turned out the lights. Nick answered, 
"I'll try." I didn't say a thing.
	I needed a drink. It was 3 and I woke up totally 
thirsty. I got up and went to the bathroom for a drink.
	"What are you doing?" mom told me as I filled the 
glass of water.
	"I can't sleep," I told her. She left and came back 
with a pill.
	"Take this and don't drink so much water or you'll wet 
again." I took the pill and when back to bed, it work and 
in minutes I was back asleep.
	I awoke late in the morning Nick was up already.
	"OH NO!" I had wet again. Just as I was getting up mom 
came in.
	"I know you wet already. You know what I happens 
next," she told me. I got up and got undress. Mom gave me 
15 good ones, then I was put in the corner. My bottom 
burned and all I could do was cry. I just didn't 
understand. I'm not a wetter, I thought to myself. About 30 
minutes later mom came in.
	"Alex, let's get you ready for the day, your brother's 
stuff should fit you," mom said. She laid a diaper out on 
the bed and told me to lay on it, I slowly turned from the 
corner, and lay on the bed on the diaper. She grabbed my 
ankles and forced my knees in to my chest.
	"Now you get to see what is like in your brother's 
shoes," she told me. Mom put rash cream on her hand and 
gently rubbed it in to my bottom. Then she pulled my knees 
apart and started rubbing the rash cream into my balls. She 
wiped her hands off and got the powder. She put some powder 
on my bottom then pulled my knees free from my hands. She 
laid them out on the bed then put powder on my crotch. She 
then put the powder down and pulled my diaper up nice and 
snug and pinned it in place. Then she put her arms into the 
legs openings of the plastic pants, grabbed my feet and 
pulled them through the leg holes.
	"Stand up," she told me. I did and mom pulled up the 
plastic pants. She turned me around and pulled the back 
tight. I felt the plastic pants tighten, she then put the 
lock on the plastic pants.
	"Arms up," She told me, I put my arms up and, mom put 
Nick's T-shirt on me. It was the one that said "I'M A BED 
WETTER." Then she left the room. I pulled my sheet off and 
took them to the laundry. I then when back to my room were 
I spent the day. At dinner not much was said. After dinner 
I asked to go to bed early. Mom said okay and took me to 
the potty for my potty time. I had pooped in the toilet and 
was wiped by mom. I was taken by the hand and led back to 
my room. There I was put into a fresh diaper and the same 
pair of pj's as Nick wore. I fell asleep that night 
wondering what when wrong.
	Come morning I woke to a not-so-cool feeling I was 
wet. I started to cry and went to tell my mom.
	"I'm not wearing diapers all week," I told her.
	"Oh yes you are."
	She then pulled out a picture of me in my wet bed from 
the morning before.
	"I bet your friends would like to see this," I was 
told. I decided to wear the diapers.
	For the next week I was in diapers, in the place of 
Nick's diaper day's chart, Alex's diaper day's chart was 
put up. I had to do all my wetting and pooping in my 
diapers. I went all week and didn't wet my bed. Finally the 
last day came, I was so glad.
	"Alex, I need to talk to you," mom said. I went with 
her to her room.
	"Alex, I know about you making Nick wet. I heard you 
get up the second time. You didn't see me, but I watched 
the whole thing," she told me, "I did the same to you to 
see how you liked it, now I think you need to tell Nick 
sorry." I was shocked, but you know I had learned my 
lesson.
	"I will," I told my mom. I went and found Nick.
	"Nick," I said. "I'm sorry, I didn't....... I wasn't 
thinking, I was just piss, I'm sorry for making you wet 
your bed," I told him. He got up and gave me a hug.
	"I understand, I love you, Alex."
	From that day on any time Nick wet I asked to be 
diapered too, so Nick won't be alone. We became best 
buddies. I wet, too, every once in a while so Nick didn't 
feel too bad. I guess little brothers can be pretty cool 
sometimes.

THE END