DJ's Diaper Diaries: Part Eight- Y14
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Chapter One

	"So John, how did your family react to Josh wearing his 
diapers?" I asked as we sat down to lunch.
	"Aout what I thought it would be. Most of them we 
shocked by it, but my cousins laughed their heads off ." He 
responded. About this time Mark joined us.
	"Hey DJ, what was with the limo picking you up at the 
beginning of the break?"
	"It was nothing, My uncle came into a little bit of 
money, and wanted to surprise us."
	"That must have been cool to ride in." Mark said.
	"Oh, it was, but what you guys really would have gotten 
a kick out of is seeing Donn go the entire time in just 
diapers."
	"He did? Why?" John jumped in.
	"Well, my parents normally have us wear diapers on long 
trips so we don't have to stop a lot for restroom breaks. 
Anyway, when we got to the airport in Florida mom had me 
take Donn, and Paul into the restroom, and change them. Donn 
threw a fit about being put back into another diaper, and 
refused to let me diaper him. As luck would have it, he 
pissed his pants about 5 minutes from my aunt, and uncles 
place. Well mom got so mad about this she had Donn wear 
diapers the entire time we were there to teach him a 
lesson."
	"Boy, that sounds almost like what happened at our 
place." John said with a laugh.
	"Why, what happened at your place?" Mark inquired.
	"One of my cousins kept making fun of Josh, so his mum 
made him wear, and use Nappies the entire time he was there 
just to show him what it was like." John answered with a 
smile.
	"That must have been priceless to see." I chuckled.
	"It was." John stated with his own laugh. About this 
time the warning bell rang, and we got up to head to our 
next class.
	The rest of the day went slowly as I got back in the 
swing of my classes. I was totally bummed by the time school 
ended because of all the assignments I had to do in 
preparation for the up coming semester finals. I became 
convinced that my teacher were doing this just to make our 
lives miserable.
	"So DJ, how did your day go?" my mom asked as I walked 
through the door. I just groaned, and handed her my 
assignment book. After scanning my book she looked at me 
with a raised eyebrow. I just nodded at this unasked 
question, and headed upstairs to get started. I was so 
caught up in getting my work done I didn't even hear them 
call me for dinner several hours later. That is until Dan 
came up to get me.
	"Hey DJ, mom says it's time for dinner." Dan stated as 
he slapped a hand down on my shoulder.
	"What the..!?" I breathed as I came up out of my chair 
since I didn't even hear my brother come into the room.
	"Didn't mom ever teach you to knock?" I asked angrily, 
still trying to get my breath back.
	"Sorry about that. I thought you had heard me knock." 
Dan said with a chuckle.
	"Anyway, it's time for dinner." he continued. About 
this time I noticed my pants were a great deal warmer than 
they should have been.
	"OK, I'll be down just as soon as I change my pants."
	"OOPS, Sorry."
	"Yeah, right. Now get out so I can change." I told him. 
As soon as he left I pulled off my wet jeans, and 
underpants. Then pulled out a pair of Sweats, and a GoodNite 
pant and put those on. Then headed to dinner.
	"Hey DJ, It's time to get up." I heard as a hand shook 
my shoulder.
	"Wha!?" I exclaimed with a start.
	"It's time to get up." I looked around and saw Paul 
standing over me.
	"What time is it?" I asked since I couldn't make out my 
clock with out my glasses on.
	"It's a little after 8am." came Paul's reply.
	"Oh Shit!! I'm late for school." With this I sat up, 
and immediately hit my head on one of the support beams to 
my upper bunk.
	"SON OF A BITCH!!" I yelled as I came to realize that I 
had opened a gash above my left eye.
	"Why didn't you wake me up earlier than this?" I asked 
still cursing under my breath.
	"School got snowed out, and mom said to let you sleep 
in some since you were up so late last night." As Paul told 
me this I got up to look at the cut on my eye in my bedroom 
mirror. I didn't like at all what I saw. Paul liked it even 
less when I dabbed at it a little to get a feel of how deep 
it was, and blood started gushing out of it.
	"Paul, go get mom now!" I told him while trying to get 
a shirt or something to stop the blood.
	"I can't, mom's at work." he said in near hysterics. 
About this time Donn came in to see what was going on from 
my yelling.
	"Jeez DJ, what did you do to your eye?" he asked.
	"That doesn't matter. Go down, and try to get a hold of 
mom at work." With this Donn turned and went to see if he 
could get mom on the phone. with this being taken care of I 
turned back to Paul who was still crying his head off at the 
sight of my blood.
	"Paul, will you stop that crying please it's getting on 
my nerves, and hand me another shirt."
	"DJ, They said mom was out of the office, but I left a 
message to have her call" Donn said as he came back in the 
room.
	"Shit!" I muttered.
	"OK, go get me the cordless out of mom, and dad's room, 
and bring it here." Donn returned a few moments later.
	"Hello?" came the groggy reply at the other end.
	"Bryon?" I asked.
	"Yeah."
	"This is DJ, could you put your mom on, please?" I 
asked while starting to get a bit light headed.
	"I'm sorry DJ, she's still asleep."
	"Bryon, I'm not asking you to get her, I'm telling you. 
Now go wake your mom up, and get her on the phone now!"
	"Hello?" another groggy voice came a few moments later.
	"Linda, this is DJ. I've had a bit of an accident, and 
can't get a hold of my mom, would you mind coming over, and 
taking me to the ER?"
	"What happened?" Linda asked suddenly awake.
	"Long story. The short version is I hit my head on the 
top bunk bed of mine, and put a gash above my left eye."
	"OK DJ, I'll be there in a few moments."
	"All right, just hurry, I'm getting a bit light 
headed."
	"What a fucked up way to start the day." I mumbled as I 
set the phone down
	Linda showed up about five minutes later, and herded my 
brothers and I out to her car. After a quick stop back by 
her house to drop Donn, and Paul off we headed off to the 
hospital.
	
	"So, what seems to be the problem this morning?" The 
doctor asked as he came into the exam room. Without saying a 
word I pulled the bandage away from my eye.
	"Ouch, I bet that hurt a bit" I just looked at him as 
if to say what a stupid question that was.
	"Well, let's take a look at that cut on your eye.
	"How did this happen?" he asked Linda.
	"My brother came in to wake me up, and when I sat up to 
fast I hit the metal support beam to my upper bunk." I 
replied.
	"It looks like you're going to need some stitches on 
this young man." The doctor told me as he helped me lay down 
on the exam table. I just groaned at this.
	"Ma'am, would you mind holding his head still while I 
give him something to deaden the pain."
	"Now, this will sting a little bit, but not for long." 
With that he slipped the syringe he was holding into my 
eyebrow.
	The doctor proved to be a very quick worker. Just over 
30 minutes later he was placing a bandage over my newly 
sutured eyebrow.
	"That will do it for now. The sutures will be able to 
come out in about 10 days to two weeks. I want him to rest 
the rest of the day, and check on him every once in awhile 
to make sure there is no other problems. If he starts 
showing any problems on this sheet bring him back in at 
once." he told Linda.
	"that won't be a problem doctor, and thanks." Linda 
told him.
	"that's what I'm here for, and not wanting to cause any 
embarrassment, but you might want to get him some dry pants. 
At this I looked down and saw the front of my pants were 
soaked, and realized that with all that had happened this 
morning I hadn't changed out of the GoodNites. I had fallen 
asleep in.
	"Do you have anything we could use." Linda asked.
	"I'll take care of it." The doctor said as he left the 
room. A few minutes later a nurse came in with a pair of 
scrub pants, and a diaper. Linda as usual proved her 
proficiency at changing wet diapers.
	Donn, and Paul jumped up, and ran over to me the moment 
I walked through the door.
	"You all right now, DJ?" Paul asked, looking as if he 
had stopped crying just a short time before.
	"Yeah, I just have a major headache." I replied. After 
a couple of minutes of assuring my brothers I was OK, Linda 
took me up to the nursery, and tucked me into one of the 
cribs. I was asleep even before she returned with a bottle 
of warm milk for me. I didn't wake up till several hours 
later.
	"You feeling better now?" Linda asked as I came 
downstairs.
	"I am a little bit better now, thanks." I told her. 
Sherri came up to me a few minutes later with some Tylenol 
3.
	"Here, take these. They'll help with the headache." I 
just nodded, accepted the capsules, and swallowed them.
	"Do you feel up to eating something?" Linda asked.
	"That would be nice. I am kind of hungry." I told her. 
About this time Mark, Jon, Bryon, and my brothers came in 
from having been out having a snowball fight.
	"You guys stop right there, and take off all your wet 
clothes." Sherri said before they could even get out of the 
hallway. With some half-hearted complaining they complied to 
the order.
	"I said all your wet clothes." Sherri said as Donn, and 
Paul started to walk off after pulling off their coats, 
shoes, and socks.
	"But, we don't have anything else to wear?" Donn 
whined.
	"You can borrow some of Jon's, and Bryon's clothes, but 
I want you to take those wet shirts, and pants off now."
	"But..." Paul started.
	"Guys, do what you're told okay." I said from the 
couch. While I was still a bit on the groggy side my voice 
told them I didn't want any arguments about it.
	"Oh, alright." my brothers mumbled as the preceded to 
take off their pants, and shirts. On looking over at the 
front hall, I started to chuckle at the sight of seeing my 
brothers, and friends standing there shivering in their 
underwear.
	"Okay, I want all of you to head upstairs to get a bath 
to warm up. I'll set some clothes out for you. Linda should 
have lunch ready in a little while so don't play around." 
With that said Sherri started picking up the discarded 
clothes, while everyone else headed off to get the requested 
baths.
	"Do you need to be changed, DJ?" Sherri asked as she 
came back into the room.
	"I am sort of in need of one." I said blushing. Sherri 
just smiled at this.
	"Well, come with me, and we'll get you taken care of." 
At this I got up, and followed her upstairs. I soon found 
myself laying on the changing table in the nursery with the 
scrub pants down around my ankles.
	"I would have to say you were more than "sort of" in 
need of a change young man. I'm surprised you didn't leak 
all over the couch." Sherri said with a laugh as she undid 
the tapes on my diaper. I just smiled at this, and let her 
do all the work. I must have drifted off some because Sherri 
was soon patting my thigh to let me know she was done, and I 
could pull my pants up now. Sherri left the room to take 
care of everyone else as I got off the table and pulled my 
pants back up. I then headed back downstairs, where I was 
told to take a seat at the dinning room table.
	Everyone else came down a few minutes later. With all, 
but Sherri, wearing sweat pants, and a T-shirt. I could tell 
that Mark had a diaper on due to the obvious bulge in his 
pants, and it looked like Donn, Paul, and Mark's brothers 
had on some GoodNites pants, but I couldn't really tell. 
Once everyone was sitting down Linda brought out a large 
tureen of Chicken Noodle soup, and a plate of Grilled Cheese 
sandwiches.
	"So, DJ, you want to tell us how you got that cut on 
your head?" Sherri asked. I just nodded, and after 
swallowing the bite of sandwich I was working on I told them 
what had happened. After I got done all the jokes started 
about how good it was that I had such a hard head. The rest 
of lunch continued with the normal banter.
	After lunch Mark, and I went up to play some Nintendo. 
After a while of doing this I started getting sleepy again, 
and Sherri had me go climb back into a crib to take a nap.
	I was out not even a minute after my head hit the 
pillow.
	"C'mon DJ, it's time to get up." I heard somebody 
mumble through a sleep induced haze.
	"Huh?" I said as I started to wake up.
	"I said it's time to get up." by this time I was awake 
enough to see that my brother Dan was standing over me.
	"Is it time for dinner already?" I asked not aware that 
I was still over at Mark's house.
	"No, but it is time for me to get you home, and into 
your own bed. " Dan chuckled. With this all the events of 
the day came back to me. I touched the bandage on my head 
just to make sure I wasn't dreaming. The wincing pain I got 
from doing so proved how real it was.
	"C'mon, Donn, and Paul are waiting for us downstairs." 
Dan said as he helped me out of the crib. We left after I 
thanked Linda for her help this morning.
	Dan had to wake me up again once we got home again. Mom 
wasn't nearly as mad as I thought she was going to be when I 
came into the house. After asking how I was doing she lead 
me up to my room, and after another diaper change I fell 
back asleep, only this time I was holding Kilroy to me.

Chapter Two

	I woke up with a killer headache the next morning. 
Without even bothering to change my soaked diaper I headed 
downstairs.
	"Morning DJ, how's your head doing?" my mom asked as I 
sat down at the table.
	"I'd be doing a lot better if it wasn't for this 
pounding in my head." Mom just smiled at this.
	"Well it's a good thing you have such a hard head, or 
you would have come out of it with more than just a slight 
concussion." Looking around I was surprised to see that 
Donn, and Paul weren't at the table as well.
	"Where's Paul, and Donn? I thought they'd be getting 
ready for school about now." mom just chuckled at this.
	"DJ, they've been at school for almost two hours now." 
I acted shocked at this statement since I didn't realize 
that it was so late.
	"After talking with your doctor yesterday, I thought it 
would be best to take the day off, and keep you at home." I 
nodded to this, and started in on my breakfast. A short time 
later Dan came down.
	"Hey kiddo, how's the head?" he asked as he passed by 
me into the kitchen. I then started the whole routine again.
	"Dan would mind doing the dishes, while I take your 
brother up, and give him a bath?" I looked up at this in 
shock because my mom hadn't given me a bath in such a long 
time.
	"Sure mom, I don't mind."
	"Thanks and Dan?"
	"Yeah, mom?"
	"I'd suggest you change out of those wet diapers you 
have on first before you start leaking all over the place." 
Mom said with a smile as she lead me upstairs.
	
	I soon found myself lying on the bathroom floor with my 
mom taking off my wet diapers.
	"You just sit back, and relax. I'll take care of 
everything." Mom told me as I was helped into the tub. I let 
out an audible sigh as I lowered myself into the tempid 
water. I relaxed completely over the next 15 minutes while 
getting bathed by my mom.
	"You sit there, and relax while I go get some thing set 
up in your room." Mom said as she stood up. I just nodded to 
this as she left the room five minutes later she came back 
into the bathroom to get me.
	"OK, out of the tub with you. I have a surprise waiting 
for you." Mom told me with a smile. After drying off I 
followed her into my room, and saw that she had draped a bed 
pad over my bed, and had a couple of containers of baby 
lotion sitting on my night stand.
	"You go ahead, and lay down on your bed, and I'll be 
right back." I did as I was told, but found it kind of 
unusual that she took a set of my cloth diapers with her 
when she left the room.
	She came back a few minutes later, and told me to roll 
over on to my stomach. I was to sleepy to argue with her 
about this. I was kind of surprised when she started giving 
me a back rub, but enjoyed the feeling it was producing. It 
was then that I sub-consciously realized how tense, and 
stressed out I was about all that had been going on lately. 
I barely even noticed that Dan had brought the stack of 
diapers back in. Mom finished up, and had me roll back over 
on to my back. With some well practiced moves I soon found 
the diapers that Dan brought in being placed under me. I 
marveled at how nice, and warm they felt. I figured then 
that mom must have put them into the dry to warm them up 
while giving me the back rub. Mom helped me into a set of 
blanket sleepers, after finishing putting my diapers on. I 
was almost asleep again by this time.
	"Thanks, mommy." I mumbled before falling back to 
sleep.
	The next thing I knew it was morning again, and mom was 
in the process of undoing my diaper again. She just smiled 
at me when she saw that I was awake.
	"Is it time for dinner already?" I asked sleepily.
	"No, but it is time for you to get up, and get ready 
for school." came her reply.
	"What time is it?"
	"A bit after 6A.M.. Now go in and grab a shower, while 
I get your clothes set out." Mom said as she finished 
pulling my diapers out from under me. I groaned at this, and 
headed off to the bathroom. Mom just laughed at this, and 
gave my now bare buns a playful slap to send me on my way.
	"Hey DJ, welcome back." I heard Mark say as I walked 
into school later that morning.
	"Thanks Mark, It's good to be back." I smiled back.
	"You know DJ, I really have to admire you?"
	"Why's that?"
	"Simple, it takes a great deal of talent to give 
yourself a concussion, and cut your head open just trying to 
get out of bed." Mark dead panned.
	"Yeah, well what can I say? I'm good at what I do." We 
both got a good laugh out of my comment. We entered our 
first class, and sat down just as the first bell rang.
	
	"Hey, DJ, good to see you again?" I heard as I walked 
into my 6th hour math class.
	"Thanks, John." I replied.
	"I was wondering if you'd like to spend the night 
tomorrow?" John asked as I got settled into my seat.
	"I'll have to ask my mom if it's OK, but I don't see 
anything wrong with it." I told him.
	"That's cool. Let me know what she says."
	"Oh, by the way your mom isn't still mad about what 
happened last time is she?"
	"Nah, she got over that after we had that little talk 
of ours."
	"OK, I just wanted to know." About this time the tardy 
bell rang, and class started. The last couple of hours went 
by slowly.
	"How did your guys day go?" Dad asked that night at 
dinner. We all nodded that it went fine, and filled him in 
on what went on that day.
	"Oh, mom, that reminds me John asked if I could spend 
the night tomorrow? May I?"
	"Are you done with all your make up work from 
yesterday?"
	"Almost, but my teacher have given me till Monday to 
finish it up, and turn it in."
	"What do you think Honey, should we let him?"
	"Well, I don't know about this. I mean, I was planning 
on him doing all this work tomorrow since Donn, and Paul are 
going on sleepovers themselves." dad answered with a bit of 
a smile. I was about to open my mouth to complain when dad 
started laughing, and said that it was all right for me to. 
I called John to give him the good news about all this after 
dinner.
	"What time did you want to come over tonight?" John 
asked at lunch the next day.
	"My mom told me she set it up that I'd be coming over 
right after school."
	"Great! I can show you some of the new games, and stuff 
that I got over the holidays."
	"Sounds good to me." With this the rest of lunch was 
spent going over what it was going to be like when Semester 
finals started the next Wednesday. As the day progressed I 
found myself getting more excited about spending the night 
at John's place. I think this was mostly because I hadn't 
slept over at his place since the one time his mom caught 
him wearing one of my diapers.
	"Mom, I'm home!" John called as we came through the 
front door.
	"Hello honey. Hello DJ. I'm glad that you could make 
it."
	"Thank you. I was glad for the invitation to do so." 
She just smiled at this, and I knew there wasn't any hard 
feelings lingering from last time. Josh came into the room 
just as I was taking my coat off. I had to start chuckling 
when I saw that all he had on was his diaper, and a Mickey 
Mouse onesie on over them.
	"Those really look cute on you there Josh." I joked. 
Josh turned red at my comment, but didn't say anything, 
though both his mom, and John chuckled at this.
	We entered his room a couple of minutes later. I 
noticed that my duffel bag was sitting in the corner by one 
of dressers.
	"I guess my mom's already been here," I mentioned to 
John as he was setting the game up.
	"Looks that way doesn't it," he replied with a smile. I 
looked at John for a moment trying to figure out if he was 
trying to pull something on me, or not. I decided to let it 
drop since I need to use the rest room badly anyway. I came 
back a few minutes later, and saw that john had changed into 
some sweat pants while I was gone, and that his mom brought 
up some snacks for us.
	"So you all ready to get you arse kicked?" John asked 
with a knowing grin. I knew right then that as far as the 
game went I had been had, but resigned my fate to what ever 
happened. As we started to play I began to think how glad I 
was to have a pair of GoodNites on.
	Several hours later Erin came in to call us for dinner. 
With the tight shirt, and pants she had on, I got a raging 
hard on just from looking at her.
	"Saved by the bell." I muttered as John started to shut 
down his Nintendo.
	"Oh come now, it wasn't that bad. I did let you win a 
few games," John said with a smile.
	"Yeah, buddy, you were all heart on that," I replied 
with a chuckle. We both started laughing at this as we 
headed out the door. I made a quick stop at the bathroom to 
finish emptying my bladder, and remove my soaked GoodNites, 
before they started leaking on me. I joined the others at 
the table after washing my hands.
	It was humorous to find that dinner consisted of Soft-
shelled tacos instead of some English dish I was thinking 
of. Most of the dinner conversation was directed mainly 
towards me, and what I had been doing. It was almost like I 
was part of the family. I did get a kick out of Josh, and 
how much he had changed. The last time I had seen him he 
could hardly stand hearing diapers mentioned, or having 
anyone see his. Now he was going around in either just his 
diapers, and a T-shirt, or a onesie over them, though, I was 
thinking more of what John was doing about them now. After 
about 30 more minutes of talking Mrs. Kelley announced that 
it was time for Josh, John, and myself to get ready for bed. 
We all complained about this since it was only about 8p.m. 
One look from John's father quelled anymore arguments on 
this subject.
	"So, will I be having to get a shower as well?" I asked 
John, remembering what it was like last time I slept over.
	"Nah, but we will have to take one in the morning," 
came his reply as we entered his room. I was glad to hear 
that, since I was used to getting my shower in the morning 
anyway. Without any preamble, I started getting undressed. 
While I normally was nervous about doing this, it was 
different this time. I guess it's just hard to be to modest 
around somebody whose diapers you've changed. I turned 
around just in time to see John removing the boxers' he had 
on.
	"What the..." I said in shock as I noticed the 
GoodNites he was wearing underneath them. I was even more 
surprised to realize that they were wet.
	"What, these?" John said pointing to his GoodNites. I 
just nodded at this.
	"I've been wearing these on, and off since that last 
sleepover we had." Needless to say I was dumbfounded at this 
the last thing I expected in letting John wear some of my 
diapers is to turn him into a diaper junkie.
	"Don't worry about it, my parents know that I wear 
them." He said with a smile, as he walked out of his room.
	"Well, come on, if you want your diapers put on for the 
night." John added.
	"What do you mean?" I asked in suspicion.
	"Oh, you mean I forgot to tell you? Erin handles all of 
our diaper changes now." He stated with an evil grin.
	"Sounds good to me" I replied with a smile of my own 
thinking back to what happened last time.
	Erin was just finishing up with Josh as we walked into 
his room. The first thing I noticed was that there was 
another wall cabinet in the room, but since they both looked 
similar it was hard to tell whether this was Josh's. or not.
	"You guys just have a seat on the bed I'll be right 
with you, and John you can go ahead and take those wet pants 
off now," she said, as she started to pull several thick 
cloth diapers up between Josh's legs. Within a few moments 
josh was hopping down from the changing table, and waddled 
out the door. With this done Erin turned her attention to 
John, and I.
	"So, whose first?" she asked.
	"I will be," John stated, as he finished putting his 
old GoodNite into the Diaper Genie.
	"So, what will it be tonight cloth, or disposable?" 
John was asked.
	"I'll take the usual," came the smiled reply.
	"Okay, we can do this," Erin smiled back With this John 
just laid back as Erin went over to second cabinet I saw, 
and took out three rather thick looking diapers, and folded 
them together. John already had his butt in the air waiting 
for these by the time Erin finished folding them together. I 
heard john give a sigh of pleasure as he lowered his butt on 
to the thick pile of cotton, and Erin started to rub lotion, 
then powder into his groin. I did happen to notice that John 
had done some "growing" since last time I was over as his 
hard on was almost twice the size, as I remember seeing. 
Soon Jon was having some plastic pants pulled up over his 
triple thick dydees, and Erin sent him on his way with a 
playful slap on his padded posterior.
	"I'll have a game waiting when you get done," John said 
as he waddled by.
	"OK, I'll be there in a moment," I told him.
	"Well, DJ, Your mom only brought over disposables for 
you, so this is what it's going go to be. Of course 
thickness is the name of the game here, so I took the 
liberty of "doctoring" one the night time diapers she sent." 
With this she pulled out on of my Molicare diapers. I had to 
gasp at the look of it, some how she managed to get it to 
almost twice its normal thickness, which was plenty thick to 
begin with.
	"I took a couple of Josh's pampers, and glued them into 
this one." Erin said with obvious pride. I soon had my own 
butt in the air waiting for Erin to finish unfolding my own 
diaper. She soon had my nuts and butt lotioned, and 
powdered, and was taping my diaper closed. I too was sent on 
my way with a playful pat on my butt. I had a bit of a hard 
time walking to all the extra padding between my legs.
	"Boy, Erin doesn't fool around in making diapers thick 
does she?" John said as I waddled into his room.
	"You can say that again," I said with a chuckle. With 
this we sat down and played Nintendo for about an hour, 
while we were waiting for the movie we wanted to start. 
John, and I both climbed under the covers of out beds and 
got comfortable. Just about this time John's mom came into 
the room with some snacks.
	"Now, don't you boys stay up to late." she said with a 
smile. We both told her we wouldn't. She left after giving 
John a light kiss on the forehead, and tucked his covers in 
around him.
	"She's really loosened up about you wearing diapers, 
huh?" I asked after she left.
	"Yeah, both of my parents have. I guess in a way this 
lets them still think of me a s a little kid." When I looked 
over to the try John's mom brought in, I was a bit surprised 
to see that she brought us some drinks in bottles instead of 
glasses. I just shrugged at this, and took one of the 
bottles. The next thing I remember is Mrs. Kelley nudging my 
shoulder, and saying that breakfast was ready. She didn't 
even blink when I realized that aside from being wet, I also 
still had the bottle from the previous night hanging out of 
my mouth. She then went over to wake John up, who much to my 
surprise was curled up with a teddy bear.
	"You boys get a move on now. breakfast is on the table, 
and I don't want it to get cold. We'll get you changed after 
you're done eating," she said as she left the room. With 
some light groans we both got out of bed, and headed 
downstairs.
	"Morning boyss" Mr. Kelly said as we both waddled into 
the dinning room.
	"Morning, dad, Morning, sir," with both yawned as we 
took our seats. Josh came down just as we sat down, and went 
through the same greeting we did. I could tell that from how 
Josh's onesie was drooping I could tell he was in serious 
need of a diaper change. Breakfast was on the quiet side 
since all of us kids were still trying to wake up. we did 
talk some about what we were going to do during the day. 
About this time Mr. Kelly informed me that due to the 
weather my had asked if I could spend the weekend here so 
they wouldn't have to get out in it. I thought this was kind 
of odd till I remembered that they were visiting some 
friends overnight, and must have gotten snowed in. After 
breakfast John, Josh, and myself headed up to get our 
diapers removed, and get a shower.
	The rest of the day was about as quiet as a war zone 
with having kids going through the door all the time. About 
mid-afternoon Mrs. Kelly got feed up with all this, and 
after having all of us boys take our snow encrusted clothes 
off told us that we all were going to take a nap. With this 
said she herded all three of us up to Josh's room so we 
could get diapered up for them. I was kind of nervous having 
John's mom diaper me, but didn't complain. John, and I were 
both fast asleep almost as soon as our heads hit the pillow. 
I never really realized how tired I was from the morning's 
activities. like this morning I woke up before john did, and 
found him curled up with his teddy bear again. Not wanting 
to disturb him I got out of bed, and headed downstairs.
	"Did you have a nice nap, DJ" Erin asked when I entered 
the living room.
	"Yeah, I did. Thanks." I replied yawning. I sat down 
next to her on the couch, and started watching the movie she 
had in with her. About an hour later Josh, and John both 
came down from their naps, and all Four of us were told to 
work on our schoolwork before Dinner. We all groaned at 
this, but did as were asked.
	The rest of the weekend went quickly, and I soon found 
my parents picking me up on Sunday evening.

Chapter Three

	The weeks, and months after my sleep over with John had 
passed quickly, and I soon found myself looking at another 
birthday coming up. My parents had informed me that because 
I was going in for surgery on my legs this summer, and would 
miss the family summer vacation they were going to do a 
special Spring Break. It was then that they informed us that 
we were going to be going to England for it. I could hardly 
wait since I had never been out of the country before, and 
looked forward to this. The week before the trip was a 
flurry of activity for me, besides having to deal with 
school I was also having to help pack and other tasks. I 
didn't think anything could possibly ruin this trip for us. 
I was wrong.
	"Mommy, I don't feel so good." Paul said at dinner that 
night. Donn too had been complaining about not feeling well 
for the past day or so.
	"Go lie down, and I'll be up in a bit to check on you," 
Mom told him. Paul got up, and slowly headed for his room. 
After dinner ended a short while later, mom went up, and 
checked on both of my brothers. She came down a short while 
later with a from on her face.
	"What's wrong, honey?" my dad asked when he saw her 
expression.
	"Unless I'm mistaken, both Donn, and Paul have the 
mumps. I'm going to take them to the doctor tomorrow, and 
find out for sure," she sighed. Dad nodded at this. I kept 
my mouth shut, but was thinking at how typical this was for 
my brothers, I mean, getting sick right before a major 
family trip. Little was said the rest of the evening, and a 
few hours later I headed to bed myself wondering what was 
going to happen.
	"So, DJ, why are you acting so bummed today? Mark asked 
during gym.
	"Well, I told you how my family was going to be going 
to England next week for Spring Break?" I told him.
	"Yeah, what about it?"
	"Well, we may not get to go after all. My stupid little 
brothers went and got the Mumps right before we were to 
leave, so we may end up having to cancel the trip," I said 
glumly.
	" Man, that does suck. Maybe they can just reschedule 
it for this summer?"
	"That won't work, either. The reason we were doing 
something like this over Spring Break is because I'm going 
in for another operation on my legs this summer." Before 
Mark could answer we heard the coach telling us to speed 
things up. With this we shut up, and picked up our pace some 
on the laps we were running. While the day did go quickly, I 
found most of my thoughts drifting to how much I would miss 
going on a trip this year.
	"Mom! I'm home!" I yelled as I came through the door.
	"Keep your voice down, your brothers are asleep," mom 
told me as she came downstairs to greet me.
	"Okay. What did the doctor say about them?" I asked, 
hoping that maybe it was just a small virus, and they'd both 
be ready to go by this weekend.
	"He confirmed it. They both have the mumps." I slumped 
at this news wondering what was going to happen now.
	"Don't worry about it DJ, I'm sure they'll both be fine 
in a couple of weeks."
	"I know they will, but I was thinking partly about the 
trip coming up."
	"I haven't thought about that yet. Your dad and I will 
talk about it when he gets home. We may end up canceling 
it." I just nodded at this, and headed up to my room. As 
much as I wanted to be mad at Donn, and Paul for this I 
couldn't be since I knew they had no control over this. I 
got called down to dinner a few hours later, and luckily I 
had been able to get all my homework done, and could mess 
around the rest of the evening.
	As expected, the dinner conversation centered around 
Donn, and Paul being sick, and the up coming trip.
	"OK, boys, I know you both were looking forward to this 
trip, but unless we can find somebody to watch your brothers 
by tomorrow evening we'll have to cancel the trip," Dad 
informed us. Dan, and I both nodded at this. I could tell 
that Dan was looking forward to this trip as well. Dinner 
was finished quietly with just a minimum for talking. The 
rest of the evening went quickly, but with a gloom over it. 
Dan came in just as I was getting ready to put my night 
diaper on.
	"You doing OK, DJ?" he asked.
"Yeah, why do you ask?" I replied as he had me lay down on 
my bed, and took over the chore of diapering me.
	"Just wondering since you've been kind of quiet all 
evening."
	"I'm fine. I guess I'm just a bit bummed out by the 
fact that we may have to cancel the trip."
	"I know what you mean. I am a little myself," Dan 
replied, as he brought my triple-thick night diaper up 
between my legs, and pinned them together. I got up from my 
bed with this done and started to put on my plastic pants.
	"Well, I just wanted to see if everything was OK with 
you. have a good night," Dan said with a light slap to my 
padded posterior. I just smiled at this, and returned the 
comment. Mom came in a few minutes later to finish tucking 
me in.
	"I know you must be feeling bad about the possibility 
of missing out on the trip, but your father and I will try 
to make it work out, OK?"
	"OK, and I know you are." I replied as she handed me 
both Kilroy, and my usual night time bottle. She just 
smiled, and left the room after giving me a kiss goodnight, 
and turning off my bedroom light. I drifted off to sleep a 
short while later.
	"DJ, that was the office. They want you up there now," 
Mr. Roberts told me as he replaced the intercom phone in its 
cradle. I nodded at this, and started packing my books since 
I knew I wouldn't be back.
	"And DJ, have a good Spring Break," he added as I 
started for the door. I thanked him for this, and responded 
in kind.
	"You wanted to see me?" I asked Mrs. Circle as I walked 
into the office.
	"She didn't, but I did." I turned around at the sound 
of my brothers voice.
	"Hey Dan, what's going on?" I asked in way of greeting.
	"It's good to see you to kid." he laughed.
	"Mom wanted me to come and get you. The trip's a go." 
he added with a smile.
	"Great!" I exclaimed. We headed for Dan's car a few 
minutes later.
	"So, mom was able to find a baby-sitter for Donn, and 
Paul?" I asked as we pulled out of the parking lot.
	"Yep, and it gets even better, Mom found out who gave 
them the mumps," Dan said chuckling
	"How'd she manage that?" I asked in surprise.
	"She called Aunt Cathy to see if she would mind 
watching them, and found out that Jacob has them as well. 
They put two, and two together, and figured that Jacob gave 
them to Paul last week when he was over there, and Paul in 
turn came home, and gave them to Donn." I laughed at this.
	"Aren't we heading home?" I asked as Dan hit the on 
ramp for the freeway.
	"No, mom called me at work, and asked us just to meet 
them at the airport." came Dan's reply.
	"Well, I hope they brought me a change of clothes, or 
I'll have a very hard time getting on the flight."
	"Don't worry about it. I'm sure they've taken care of 
everything." With this said I sat back and watched the cars 
go by.
	Forty-five minutes later we pulled into the long term 
parking lot, and happened to get the space right next to my 
mom's car. I started chuckling at this.
	"What's so funny?" Dan asked as we got out of the car.
	"We managed to park right next to Mom's car." Dan 
started chuckling at this also.
	We entered the terminal about ten minutes later, and 
headed for the TWA ticket counter.
	"Dan, DJ! Over here." I looked over to my right, and 
saw Justin waving at us. I nudged Dan, and pointed over to 
Justin who was still waving at us.
	"What are you doing here?" I asked my cousin when I got 
over to him.
	"My mom thought it would be nice for me to come with 
you guys since my school was starting Spring Break also, and 
she didn't want me just lounging around the house with 
having three sick kids to take care of," He said with a 
smile.
	"I bet she was all to glad to get rid of you for a 
week." I answered.
	"DJ." I heard my mom say in warning before my little 
exchange with Justin could go any further.
	"OK, I was just kidding," I said hurriedly.
	"Go get changed, You too Dan." Mom told us while 
handing us a medium carry-on bag. After taking the bag Dan, 
and I headed for the nearest Men's room to change in to some 
"flying" clothes. To make changing faster we both went in to 
one of the handicap stalls so we could dress at the same 
time. On opening the bag I was greatly relieved to see a 
pair of GoodNites laying on top of my pants. I quickly 
stripped down, and pulled on the GoodNites, while thinking 
that it was a good thing that I was small for my age, or 
else these things wouldn't fit. I did, however, surprise Dan 
a little by putting my regular briefs back on over them. We 
both finished dressing quickly, and were soon back out 
waiting for my dad to get off work, and show up.
	Three hours later the five of us were heading towards 
Washington D.C.. We were planning on doing a one day lay-
over so Dan, Justin, and I could walk the paper work through 
to get our passports. I should have realized that this was 
going to be trip from hell when the paperwork for my 
passport got lost three times in a single day. We barely got 
my passport handed to us before the office closed for the 
day. After getting this taken care of we spent the rest of 
the day walking around "The Mall", and visiting the various 
monuments, and other sites. I found the Korean, and Vietnam 
Memorials to be the most sobering of the places we went to. 
I was so tired by the end of the day, that I hardly even 
remembered us heading back to the hotel.
	"C'mon DJ, it's time to get up." Dan told me, at what 
seemed like an ungodly hour.
	"Uuunnhhh." I mumbled, and turned over.
	"We don't have time for this shit. " was the last thing 
I heard before Dan, and my dad lifted the bed to one side 
causing both Justin, and I to roll of the bed, and on to the 
floor.
	"Wha!!" I said with a start as I landed on top of my 
cousin.
	"Now then, I want both of you to get out of those wet 
diapers, get a shower, and be back out in 15 minutes 
starting now," my dad told us in a tone that clearly told us 
not to say a word, and just do as we were told. In a 
scramble both Justin, and I picked ourselves up off the 
floor, and headed towards the bath room.
	"Is your dad always like this?" Justin asked as we 
pulled off out pee-sodden diapers.
	"Only when he's in a hurry," I replied as I finished 
taping my old diaper close, and tossed it into the trash 
can. In moments I was pushing Justin into the shower, and 
climbing after him.
	"What are you doing?" Justin exclaimed as I climbed in 
after him.
	"My dad gave us 15 minutes to get our showers, the only 
way this will happen is to get them at the same time. Now be 
quiet, and start washing." We ended up having 2 minutes to 
spare as we both came out of the bathroom still drying our 
hair off. With out any preamble Dan tossed us each a pair of 
GoodNites to wear on the flight.
	"What's this for?" Justin asked looking at the pants he 
was just handed.
	"You're going to be wearing them on the flight," Dan 
started curtly.
	"Why? I don't wet during the day."
	"Listen, Justin, it'll be a long flight, and you'll 
probably sleep at least part of the way over, so just put 
them on before I come over, and do it for you." knowing that 
my brother wasn't kidding around Justin pulled his GoodNites 
on, and finished getting dressed. We met my parents in the 
hotel lobby 15 minutes later, and were soon on our way to 
the airport.
	The flight over was uneventful. Both Justin, and myself 
found ourselves sleeping during most of the 12 hour flight. 
I'm sure that by the time we landed Justin was glad to have 
had the diaper pants on. As pleasant as the flight was my 
troubles soon started when we hit the baggage claim area at 
Heathrow.
	"Mom, we have a bit of a problem," I said as the last 
bag was picked up.
	"What is it DJ." Mom said in a tired voice.
	"My special bag didn't come out with the rest of the 
stuff," I told her.
	"Please tell me your joking," she said, but one look at 
my face told her I wasn't.
	"Ah Shit!" she added under her breath.
	"What is it, dear?" dad asked when he heard my mom 
curse.
	"The airline lost the bag that I put all of DJ's, and 
Justin's "underwear" in." mom told him.
	"Oh boy, are you positive that it didn't come out," 
both mom, and I nodded at this.
	"OK, wait here. I'll see if I can track somebody down, 
and have them look into this." dad told us. Twenty minutes 
later dad showed back up, and he didn't look happy.
	"Well, I have some good, and bad news. The good news is 
they found DJ's bag. The bad news is that the bag is on its 
way to Japan." We all groaned at this.
	"Well, there's nothing more we can do tonight. Do both 
of you boys have enough GN's to get you through till 
tomorrow, and we can pick you up some more?" Mom asked as we 
headed for the front exit. We both said we did, and let the 
subject drop.
	Mom woke us up at what seemed like an ungodly hour the 
next morning, but it turned out it was almost Nine in the 
morning.
	"C'mon you guys time to get up." Justin, and I both 
just turned over, and continued to sleep until the covers 
were pulled off, and a hand came down hard on our rather 
sodden GoodNites.
	"All Right!! I'm up. I'm up," I stated groggily while 
sitting up. Justin was mumbling something similar from where 
he was on the other side of the bed.
	"I'm so glad you boys decided to join us this morning. 
Why don't you two go in, and get a quick shower before 
breakfast," My dad said in an overly cheerful voice. We both 
groaned at this, but got up, and did as we were told.
	"Is your dad always this cheerful in the morning?" 
Justin asked while we got our showers, and brushed our 
teeth.
	"Most of the time he is. Disgusting, isn't it?" I 
slurred through a mouth full of tooth paste.
	Justin just nodded in agreement at this. We walked out 
of the bathroom about 20 minutes later. We got dressed 
quickly, and then we all headed downstairs for breakfast.
	Breakfast seemed pretty normal to me, except for seeing 
the grilled mushrooms on my plate. During this time we all 
talked about what we wanted to do over the course of the 
day. While Justin, and myself wanted to visit the Tower of 
London, and the Royal Arms Museum, Mom, and Dad wanted to 
see Westminster Abbey, and some of the other sites of this 
sort. After another Ten minutes of going around in circles 
like this we finally decided on what sites we were going to 
visit.
	"We have to make one stop first, though," Mom told us 
as we finished eating.
	"What's that?" Justin asked, and got a bit red-faced by 
mom's answer.
	"We need to find a pharmacy so we can replace some lost 
luggage," she replied with a smile.
	"Oh yeah," Justin replied softly. This got everyone 
else at the table chuckling softly due to the fact that 
Justin was still embarrassed at wearing diapers to bed.
	We got to a pharmacy a short time later, but were kind 
of shocked that they didn't have any diapers on display.
	"May I help you folks with anything?" A voice asked 
from behind us a few minutes later.
	"Yes, we're needing to find some "night-time 
protection" for these two boys here," mom told the 
pharmacist. This caused both Justin, and myself to blush.
	"Oh, that shouldn't be a problem. We carry a rather 
wide selection of larger-sized nappies here," came the 
reply.
	"Now if you'll follow me, please," she added. Mom just 
nodded, and while ushering Justin, and I in front of her 
followed the pharmacist in to a back area.
	"Now then, what kind of nappies were you looking for 
cloth, or disposable?" Mom was asked a few moments later.
	"Disposables, please."
	"Okay, and are these going to be strictly for night 
time use, or day time also?" came the next question.
	"Both day, and night," my mom replied while holding up 
her hand to stop any arguments before they started.
	"Mmm-hmm, and how heavy of wetters are the boys?"
	"Very heavy, at times," mom stated calmly.
	"Okay, now if it's all right with you, I'll need the 
boys to strip off their clothes so I can take some 
measurements," the pharmacist told us. You could have heard 
a pin drop outside the door from how quiet Justin, and I got 
from hearing this. I just looked at my mom at this.
	She just nodded to me stating that I was to do as I was 
asked.
	"It's okay, boys. I do this all the time."
	"Can't you just do this over our underwear?" Justin 
asked.
	"I'm sorry, but I can't. I need to take the 
measurements without clothes, I can make sure I'm getting 
the diapers that will fit you the best." After looking at 
each other, Justin and I started removing our clothes.
	"Looks like you boys need a change already," the 
pharmacist said with a smile as we dropped our pants, and 
exposed some rather damp GoodNites. I hadn't even realized 
that I had wet them, but should have expected it since this 
tended to happen when I get nervous. After getting our sizes 
taken, the pharmacist went into another room leaving Justin, 
and I standing there in our birthday suits.
	"Mom, was all this really needed? I mean, you already 
know what size diapers we wear," I told her.
	"I know this was embarrassing for you, DJ, but she had 
to make sure what size to get since they do measurements 
differently over here, and the sizes could be off if I just 
guessed at it. This way we can be sure that they'll fit you 
right, and we won't have leaks this way." I just nodded at 
this, and slumped back in my chair. Justin, meanwhile, just 
sat in his chair, sobbing quietly.
	The pharmacist came back a few minutes later carrying 
several diapers with her.
	"Now then, these are some of our most popular brands," 
She said, as she handed them to mom, and described each one 
in detail. A few minutes later mom made up her mind.
	"I think we'll go with the Tena's brand." Maggie, the 
pharmacist, nodded approvingly.
	"That is a good one, my own son use this brand at 
night. I can tell you from experience that you won't have 
any leaks with this one. Now, young sir, if you'd like to 
hop up on this table here we'll get this nappy put on, and 
see how it fits," she said kindly. I didn't even bother 
fighting it at this point, and got up on the indicated 
table. Without another word Maggie took a wash cloth to my 
groin area, and stared to clean me up. After getting my 
balls and butt powdered, she had me lift up my behind, and 
slipped the diaper under me. I soon felt the diaper being 
pulled up between my legs, and secured snugly around my 
waist.
	"Okay, how does this feel? Is it loose, tight, or 
comfortable?" I was asked as I hopped of the table.
	"Feels just fine," I said, as I walked over to where my 
mom was sitting, and started to put my pants back on. After 
having just spent sitting around nude for almost 30 minutes 
I was glad to be getting my pants back on. Maggie nodded at 
this, and motioned for Justin to take over the spot I just 
vacated. I could tell he wasn't very thrilled about all 
this, but was attempting not to cry over this. Soon Justin 
was getting his own pants back on, and following us back out 
to the main area of the shop.
	We headed back to the hotel about 10 minutes later with 
a couple of bags of diapers, some diaper wipes, and a large 
container of powder. With how thick the diapers were it made 
me glad that my pants were on the baggy side. I knew this 
would help conceal the diapers bulk, but I was under no 
false impressions that people wouldn't be able to tell I had 
one on since I had the very distinct waddle of somebody who 
had a thick diaper on.
	"So, how did things go?" dad asked as we came back into 
our room.
	"Just fine, we didn't have any problems at all," Mom 
told him. Dad just chuckled at this, and we finished 
packing. Mom did make a comment about needing to pick up a 
backpack, or something so we could carry our new diaper 
supplies in. Dad was one step ahead on this, and pulled one 
out just as mom said this. We all had a laugh at this.
	We spent the rest of the day wandering around the 
streets of London taking in the sites. We were all bushed by 
the time we got back to the hotel, and while both Justin, 
and I were wet Mom felt we didn't need a change quite yet.
	I woke up several hours later with a severe need to 
poop, but since I had a diaper on, and every one was still 
sleeping I went ahead, and let loose in my diaper. I was 
amazed at how much the diaper was able to hold, considering 
that I was very wet when I laid down, and had wet my diaper 
several times in my sleep. Even with my BM loading down the 
rear I still didn't have any leaks.
	"Too bad we can't get any of these over in the U.S.," I 
though to myself as I started reading more of the book I had 
with me. A short time later Justin, and Dan woke up.
	"Whewww, smells like a couple of people need a serious 
change in here," Dan joked while fanning his face. I just 
smiled at this. Dan had me go jump in the shower to wash off 
when he saw the surprise I left for him. Justin was already 
in a new diaper by the time I got back, and was trying to 
understand the comedy that was on the TV. In inside of five 
minutes I to was in a new diaper, though I was understanding 
the comedy more than Justin was.
	The rest of the trip was free of any major problems. By 
the week's end Both Justin, and I were both used to the 
slight stares we were getting from time to time when people 
walked past us. The thing I was happy with was since I still 
had some of the Tena diapers left I decided to wear one of 
those on the flight home instead of a GoodNite. I felt this 
way I could go to sleep fully, and not worry about the 
diaper leaking on me.

Chapter Four

	"Hey, John!? Over here!" I yelled over the crowed 
lunchroom, waving my arm. John joined Mark, Scott, David, 
and I a few moments later.
	"Hey guys, what's up?" he asked, sitting down.
	"Not much," came our reply.
	"John, I was wondering if you have anything planned for 
next weekend?" I asked.
	"I don't think I do. Why?" he asked.
	"Well, my birthday is next Friday, and I'm throwing 
weekend-long slumber party. I was wondering if you'd like to 
come to it."
	"Really? That would be great! I'd love to come." he 
stated with a smile.
	"That's good to hear. I'll have my mom give your mom a 
call with the times, and such," I said. The topics then 
turned back to girls, and such. Though I did happen to catch 
a flash of something in Mark's eyes as we brought this 
subject up, but I decided to not say anything. The bell rang 
a short time later, and I told Mark, and John that I would 
meet them by the gym entrance after school.
	"So, DJ, what all will we be doing during this party?" 
John asked as we walked home.
	"Not much, just screw around mostly. You know play 
games, watch movies, that sort of stuff," I told him.
	"Huh, there is one thing I was wondering though, how 
will my night time problem be handled?" John asked 
nervously.
	"The same way Mark and I handle ours, with a diaper of 
course," I stated with a smile.
	"No, I mean how will David, and Scott handle this? The 
last thing I want is them finding out about it, then start 
blabbing it all over school."
	"I can tell you with certainty that Scott, and David 
will have no trouble with this at all," I said smiling, but 
gave Mark a knowing look. The one thing John didn't know 
about is that this party was going to be a diaper boy 
slumber party, and that both David, and Scott wore diapers 
also. David because he had to, Scott because he liked to.
	The week before the party went by quickly, and for a 
while it looked like I was going to have a great deal of 
homework the weekend of it, but luckily my teachers decided 
not to give that much.
	"How's the home work coming, DJ?" mom asked, sticking 
her head into my room.
	"I'm almost done now, mom."
	"Well, hurry up with it. Your guests will be here in a 
short while."
	"Has everyone left yet?" I asked before my mom left the 
room.
	"Yes, they have, and Dan should be home in a short 
while with the pizzas."
	"Mom, do you think dad's mad at me because of the type 
of party I wanted to have?
	"He might have been shocked at first, but I don't think 
he was mad. Don't worry about it, all you have to do this 
weekend is have fun. OK?"
	"OK." I told her with a smile, and turned back to 
finish my home work.
	Dan got home with the pizzas a short time later, and my 
friends started showing up soon after that.
	I met them all at the door, as I was supposed to. I 
could tell that Mark, and David were all ready diapered due 
to the puffiness of their pants. John, too, was diapered, 
but it took a practiced eye to tell this since he had on a 
really baggy pair of pants. Of us all, Scott was the only 
one who didn't show up diapered, and this was because the 
last time his parents caught him in a diaper they grounded 
him for a couple of weeks, so I had mom not mention this 
part of the party to his mom. Of course his undiapered state 
wouldn't last for long.
	"Okay, boys, here are the rules," ,mom started, "As you 
may, or may not know, this is a diaper boys party, So I want 
to see some diapered boys." We all smiled at this, and 
dropped our pants. John was a little slow in getting his 
off, so the rest of us helped him some.
	"Well, Scotty, I guess you decided to be different 
again, didn't you?" Mom chided playfully, as Scott just 
stood there in some regular underpants.
	"I guess we'll just have to do something about that, 
won't we?" Mom added.
	"Yes ma'am!" Scott replied in a very excited voice as 
he started up stairs while the rest of us just laughed at 
his antics.
	"DJ, why didn't you tell me this was going to be a 
Diaper Boy party?" John asked while my mom was upstairs 
getting Scott in the proper attire.
	"What, and miss the look on your face when my mom told 
us to drop our pants? Not a chance, my friend," I laughed. 
John started to get a pouty look on his face, but I could 
tell he was joking since I had seen him pull the same look 
on his mom several times.
	"Hey, guys, looks like we have a pouty face here," I 
told Mark, and David.
	"I guess we'll have to do some thing about that, won't 
we, David?" Mark stated.
	"Oh, most certainly, but what to use on a pouty face? 
Any suggestions?" David said with a smile. We all just 
looked at each other a moment, and shouted "Tickle Fight!" 
right before we all ganged up on John.
	"No guys don't!! Please!" John pleaded as he tried 
backing away from us. He didn't move fast enough.
	"Guys! Please stop! C'mon, Stop! I feel like I'm about 
to piss myself!" John said through fits of laughter. Of 
course his mention of being about to pee just made us tickle 
even harder. By this time Scott had rejoined us, and jumped 
in on our tickling of John.
	"Okay, boys let John up now," Mom chuckled from the 
stairs. As we let John up, we all noticed the front of his 
diaper was no longer a gleaming white, but now a dull 
yellow.
	"Hey Mom, I think John needs a dydee change," I said 
still chuckling.
	"Oh yeah! Well, I'm not going to be the only one." And 
with that, John tackled me to the ground, and started 
tickling me which my other friends happily joined in on.
	"All right boys, lets eat before the food gets cold. 
This caused us all to jump up, and head for the kitchen. Dan 
just stood there laughing as we came in, but I guess seeing 
5 13- and 14-year old boys running towards you in diapers 
would do this. As we grabbed some pizza mom told us to go 
back out in to the family room, and she would bring our 
drinks out to us in a moment. This caused me a fleeting 
smile since I was the only one of us boys that knew what was 
going to happen next.
	"Here you go, guys, drink up like good little boys," 
Mom chuckled, as she handed us our bottles of juice.
	"What's this?" John asked in surprise, looking at the 
bottle with his name stenciled on the side.
	"A drink. What does it look like?" Dan stated as he sat 
down.
	"No, I mean the bottle the drink's in?" John replied.
	"It's a party favor," I told him chuckling, while 
taking a drink from my own bottle. John started using his 
bottle after looking around at the rest of us, and seeing 
that he was the only one not yet drinking. By the time the 
movie ended all of us were in serious need of a diaper 
change, though John, and I needed it more due to our 
previous use. Because of this, we got changed first so we 
wouldn't leak all over the place.
	After all the changes were taken care of we headed back 
downstairs, so I could open my gifts. This was the best 
time. I had received several models from David, and John, a 
video game from Scott, but the best thing was from Mark. 
From him I received a Lit'l Slugger onesie, and a pair of 
nylon running pants with a snap crotch. I should have been 
able to tell what kind of gift it was going to be when I saw 
the pacifier tied to the box.
	"Okay, boys time for the last change of the evening," 
Mom called several hours later.
	"I would suggest that if any of you need to poop you do 
it now because those diapers won't be changed till morning. 
We all lined up in my room to be diapered after taking care 
of that little part of business. It was a shock when mom 
started pulling out my cloth diapers instead of disposable 
ones.
	"Hey mom, why the cloth diapers tonight?" I asked when 
my turn to be diapered came up.
	"Well, since I know that several of you are very heavy 
little wetters, I figured the cloth diapers would be more 
comfortable for you." I didn't reply to this since I knew 
her reasoning was correct. As soon as my plastic pants were 
in place we all got a kiss on the forehead, and a light slap 
on our padded posteriors.
	"Why do you suppose adults keep slapping our butts once 
they put a diaper on it?" David asked when my mom had left 
the room, and turned the light out.
	"I don't know, maybe they just like the way it feels," 
Mark replied. We all agreed on this one. We talked awhile 
longer then one by one we drifted off to sleep.
	"Okay, boys, time to get up. Breakfast will be ready in 
a short while," I heard my mom say as she came into my room 
the next morning. After giving each of us a nudge to make 
sure we were actually awake she left the room.
	"I don't believe this!" Scott muttered a few minutes 
later.
	"What is it?" I asked, along with David, and Mark.
	"My diaper's wet," came the shocked reply. The rest of 
us just started laughing at this.
	"What's so funny?" John asked as he finally woke up a 
few moments later.
	"Scott wet his diaper last night," Mark replied, still 
chuckling.
	"So, what's the big deal about that?" John asked.
	"Scott doesn't remember doing it," I said.
	"You mean Scott wet his bed last night?" the rest of us 
just nodded at this.
	"Hey, good going, man. Welcome to the club," John said 
as he started poking the bunk Scott was in above him. About 
this time, we started smell the pancakes my mom was making 
for breakfast.
	"I don't know about the rest of you guys, but I'm 
getting hungry," I said as I got out of bed, and headed for 
the door.
	"Aren't you going to change your diaper first, or put 
any pants on?" Scott asked.
	"Nah, my mom's seen me in wet diapers before. Besides, 
I want to get down there while the pancakes are still hot," 
I replied on my way through the door. Apparently my words 
had some effect on the others since they were out the door 
before I even got to the stairs.
	What started as a simple walk down stairs soon became a 
race to see who could make it the table first.
	"Morning, DJ," Dan said from the couch as we raced 
past.
	"Morning," I said, as I raced past. Dan came in, and 
sat down after the rest of us had taken our seats. I shook 
my head, and chuckled softly as Dan walked past me, and I 
noticed that he had a diaper on as well, and from the smell, 
he had used it.
	"Okay, settle down now," Mom said as she brought out 
the first plate of pancakes. While we ate we discussed what 
we were going to do today.
	"I'll tell you boys right now that I don't want you 
spending all day inside," Mom told us as she sat down.
	"Don't worry mom we won't," I told her.
	A short while later we were all back up in my room 
getting our diapers changed, and placed in some clean ones. 
Judging from the fact that mom put all of us back in cloth 
diapers, and think ones at that, Dan must have told her that 
I planned on starting a water war since it was supposed to 
be hitting about 80 degrees for a high. I planned on making 
the most of the extremely unseasonably warm weather.
	"Who's up for a game of dodge ball?" Dan asked as we 
headed out the back door.
	We all said we were game for it, and after a quick coin 
toss soon had the first person it decided on. This lasted 
for almost two hours. By the time I felt it was warm enough 
for the water fight, all off us, except for Dan, had 
stripped down to just our diapers. I can only imagine what 
the neighbors thought seeing five well-diapered teenagers 
running around.
	"I'll be back in a moment guys, I need to get something 
from inside," I told them as I head for the back door. Dan 
gave me a knowing look as I went past him. I just smiled in 
return, and hoped he wouldn't say anything. I came back out 
a short time later fully armed.
	"Hey Mark! Heads up!!!" I yelled as I threw the first 
of many water balloons at him.
	"Wha.." Mark started to reply as the water balloon I 
threw caught him right in the chest as he turned around to 
see what I wanted.
	"Water Fight!" I yelled again as I swung the Super 
Soaker 2500 I got the night before, and started hosing every 
one down, including Dan. Dan apparently had planned for this 
happening because the next thing I knew he was handing Mark, 
John, David, and Scott fully loaded water guns, as well as 
some water balloons.
	"Oh, shit," I muttered as I saw what was happening. 
Before I could even get two feet I was hit by three 
balloons, and several water gun shots. Mom came out about 30 
minutes later to see what all the yelling was about, and 
found 6 thoroughly soaked, and mud-streaked boys. She just 
stood on the back steps laughing at the scene we were making
	"All right, you guys, the war's over. Lunch will be 
ready in just a little bit. I want you all to come in, strip 
off those wet diapers, and get cleaned up.
	"AWW, Mom." I whined.
	"Don't `Aww, Mom' me just do what you're told." she 
replied, and headed back into the house. With her back 
turned we all took a couple of last shots at each other 
before heading inside like we were told.
	"After lunch all you boys will be taking a nap, so I 
can get some cleaning done around here with out you messing 
it up." We all half-heartedly protested this, but after 
almost 3 hours of hard playing, combined with a heavy lunch, 
we were all about to fall asleep.
	"You boys have a nice nap. I'll be in to check on you 
in a little bit," Mom told us as she finished tucking us all 
in. there was very little talking before we all fell asleep.
	I was a bit embarrassed when I woke up several hours 
later to find myself holding Kilroy, and my pacifier on the 
pillow next to mouth. I quickly looked around to see if 
anyone else was awake, but saw that I was the only one. I 
did get a soft chuckle in seeing that everyone else to had a 
pacifier in their mouths. What was even funnier was the fact 
that each plug had the owners initials on it. I knew that my 
mom must have done this when she came in to check on us.
	"How was your nap?" Mom asked as I came downstairs.
	"Just fine. You might have some explaining to do once 
everyone wakes up, and finds a pacifier attached to their 
shirts," I chuckled. Mom just laughed at this. After fixing 
a bottle for myself, I sat down next to mom on the couch, 
and snuggled up a bit while watching T.V. with her. Scott 
was the next to wake up, and came downstairs while still 
sucking on his "plug". Within 30 minutes everyone except for 
Dan had come downstairs. After John came woke up, and came 
downstairs mom had us all lay down on the living room floor, 
and changed us over to some clean diapers, though this time 
she decided to use some of my disposable diapers. The rest 
of the afternoon was spent indoors playing video games since 
it had started to rain while we were asleep.
	We ended up spending the rest of the night indoors 
because of the weather. Dinner consisted of some hot soup, 
and sandwiches which we ate while watching movies. While 
nothing was said I knew that Dan was also wearing a diaper 
during the movies since he never once got up to use the 
toilet, and I could make out a slight bulge in the sweat 
pants he had on. My mom went to bed around 11pm while the 
rest of us stayed up to watch another movie. We ended up 
falling halfway through it because the next thing I new it 
was morning, and I woke up to my dad shifting the covers 
that Dan must have put over me on his way to bed. He just 
smiled down at me as I drifted back off to sleep.
	We all woke up in time to eat a quick breakfast, and 
get cleaned up before everyone's parents showed up to pick 
their kids up. We almost had a problem when Scott's parents 
showed up early, and almost caught him wearing a very wet 
diaper. I could almost imagine what it would have been like 
for him if they caught him in one again. With how fun the 
weekend was I just hoped I could do it again some time 
really soon.

Chapter Five

	I found it hard to believe that school was ending for 
another year, and that the coming fall I would be in the 8th 
grade. I did get kind of bummed at the thought of 14 and not 
yet being in high school, but it wasn't much I could do 
about it.
	"Do you have your bags packed yet, DJ?" mom asked as I 
came through the door from spending the day with Mark and 
John at the mall.
	"Not yet, no. I thought I could get it done tomorrow."
	"And, how do you plan on doing that when we're going 
over to visit your cousins?"
	"I forgot about that. I'll go up, and get it done now." 
I said glumly.
	"What all do I need to pack?" I added.
	"I left a list on your desk," Mom told me as she headed 
back into the kitchen. With this said I turned around, and 
headed for my room.
	I was surprised to find that all the list consisted of 
was personal items. Wondering about this I went down to make 
sure I had the right list.
	"Mom? Is this the list you were talking about?" I asked 
on entering the kitchen.
	That's it," I was told after she took a quick glance at 
the list.
	"I know this may be a dumb question, but shouldn't 
there be some clothes on this list, or do they just plan on 
having me go around in my underpants the entire time?"
	"I talked to the hospital earlier, and they told me 
that everything was going to be provided so all you have to 
do is take personal items with you," mom said with a smile. 
I just nodded at this had headed back up to my room.
	"You all ready for the hospital, DJ?" Dan asked at 
dinner that night
	"As ready as I'll ever be," I replied nervously.
	"Oh, c'mon there's nothing to be nervous about," Paul 
said from his seat.
	"And how would you know, Paul?" Dan asked with a look 
saying that Paul should keep his mouth shut about this. 
Paul, catching the look Dan was giving him, looked down at 
his plate, and shut up. At this mom changed the subject, and 
the rest of dinner was finished in peace. I spent the rest 
of the evening in my room playing Nintendo.
	I was still doing this when Dan got up to get a drink 
late that night.
	"C'mon DJ, you need to get some rest," Dan stated as he 
turned off the game I was playing.
	"I know I do, it's just that I'm too pumped up to sleep 
any," I told him.
	"I know the feeling. I was the same way the night 
before I went in for my first surgery also. Just climb into 
bed, and I'll be back in a moment." I did as Dan said, and 
was sitting bed when Dan came back a few minutes later.
	"Here, drink this. It'll help you get to sleep," Dan 
said as he held out a bottle to me. After settling down some 
more in my bed I took the bottle from Dan, and started 
gently sucking on it. The next thing I knew my dad was 
telling me it was time to get up.
	"Hurry up, and get your shower. I'll get your clothes 
ready for you." I was still so out of this I just nodded, 
and headed for the bathroom after taking off my extremely 
soaked diaper. The shower did a bit to wake me up, but not 
much. Mom was waiting for me when I got back to my room.
	"Morning, sleepyhead," she told me in a disgustingly 
happy voice. I just nodded at this.
	"You go ahead and lay down. I'll get your diaper 
readym" Mom laughed. It didn't even register that she said 
she was going to diaper me. I was out like a light the 
second my head hit the pillow.
	"Wake up DJ, you're all ready. let go get you something 
to eat." It was then that I noticed that not only did mom 
diaper me she had dressed me as well. Normally I would have 
said something about this, but since I was operating on just 
a few hours sleep I didn't say anything about this.
	I was a little more awake once I had grabbed something 
to eat, but was still very groggy. I slept most of the trip 
to the airport. I wasn't surprised by this in the least 
since this happened all the time.
	"Mom, my diaper's wet, could you change me when we get 
to the terminal?" I asked.
	"I'm sorry DJ, I can't. I didn't bring any with me. You 
should be okay till we reach the hospital. I went ahead, and 
put you in one of your thick diapers." This shocked me as I 
looked down, and saw an obvious diaper bulge in my pants. 
This caused me to turn a bright red. I didn't bother saying 
anything because I knew there was nothing either of us could 
do about it.
	The flight to St. Louis was uneventful, and I slept 
through most of it.
	"Welcome back, DJ," "Doc" Clark said as I entered the 
ward area.
	"Hey Doc, how's everything going?" I replied.
	"Not bad. How about we get you settled in to your 
room."
	"Sounds good to me." With this she lead me into the 
room I would be staying in. After filling out some more 
forms and talking a while, mom told me it was time for her 
to head back to the airport to catch her flight. I noticed 
her talking to one of the nurses on her way out.
	I found out a few minutes later what it was when the 
nurse came back in carrying a set of hospital scrubs, and 
what looked like an oversized set of Pull-up's training 
pants.
	"Hello DJ, I'm Cindy. Your mom told me that you needed 
to be changed," the nurse said.
	"Yeah, I do. I'm soaked."
	"Well, let's see what we can do to remedy that," she 
said with a smile. At that she had me lay down on my bed, 
and started to undress me. I found all this a bit awkward, 
but didn't say anything. In a few moments I found myself 
striped down to just my diaper, and all too soon that was 
removed as well, too.
	"I think you can handle the rest of this yourself," 
Cindy stated with a smile as she finished spreading powder 
over my loins. I just smiled at this, and nodded. I could. I 
could tell that mom must have told them about my periodic 
daytime accidents by the fact that instead of regular 
underpants they handed me some disposable training pants. 
They looked a lot like the GoodNite pants I wore at home, 
but these were about two, or three times thicker, and a 
powder blue instead of white in color. I was surprised by 
how snugly they fit, too, but knew I would grow to enjoy the 
feeling of having them on. Just as I finished pulling on the 
scrub shirt Cindy left for me two other teens entered the 
room.
	"Well, looks like we got a new roomy," The taller of 
the two said.
	"Looks that way, doesn't it," I stated.
	"I'm DJ." I told them, holding my hand out.
	"I'm Jay," The taller one said, taking my hand.
	"Steve," The shorter of the two said.
	"Nice to meet you guys. Is it just us three in the 
room, or should I expect another face to show up?" I asked 
them.
	"Yeah, we have another kid in the room." I nodded at 
this, and caught the not too pleasant tone that Steve was 
using. It was about this time that John rolled into the 
room.
	
	"Hello, I'm John," he told me.
	"DJ," I replied, while taking his offered hand.
	"If you don't mind my asking DJ, what denomination are 
you?"
	"Which kind. Money, or religious?" I asked in a smart- 
assed tone that went right over John's head.
	"Religious," he replied.
	"I'm agnostic," I replied half truthfully. I soon found 
this was the wrong thing to say. I no sooner got out my 
reply than I had John waving a finger in my face, and 
spouting off something from the Bible.
	"Oh Great, a holy roller," I thought with great 
disgust.
	"Come on, you guys, let's get out of here," I told 
Steve, and Jay. Our walking out on John's spiel only got him 
saying it louder till one of the nurses came in and told him 
to quiet down.
	"I have a feeling this is going to be a very long 
stay," I mumbled. Jay, and Steve just laughed at this.
	As the week dragged on I came to realize that my 
prediction about this being a long stay was proven correct. 
Most of the tension was created by John's overzealous 
approach to religion, and my lack of it. I could tell that 
John was using this as a defense against his own inability 
to cope with his medical condition. Our mutual dislike for 
each other came to a head one fine summer day a week after 
my arrival.
	"John, why don't you just give the kid a break," I said 
tiredly.
	"I won't back down from the Lord's work, and besides, 
he has a right to know that it was his parents' sins that 
caused this affliction to be visited upon him," John 
announced loudly while wagging his finger in my face. I'm 
not sure what happened, except that I suddenly got very fed 
up with him waving his damned finger at me. Without even 
thinking, I grabbed the finger he was waving at me, and bent 
it back into a very uncomfortable position.
	"Now, you listen to me, you little fuck!" I snarled, 
"I'm getting damned sick of you preaching to me all the 
time, and waving this damned finger in my face as you do it. 
The next time you wave that finger at me, I'm going to break 
it off, and shove it so far up your ass you'll be able to 
pick your nose from the inside out. Do you understand me?" I 
got a weak nod from him in response. With that I let go of 
his finger, and walked off before I did anything else.
	"DJ, Could I speak with you a moment?" I looked up to 
see Dr. Mitchell, the hospital's chief-of -staff looking at 
me.
	"Sure, sir." I replied knowing full well what the 
"talk" was going to be about. After leading me to his 
office, and sitting behind his desk he started speaking.
	"Would you mind telling me why you thought it necessary 
to assault one of the people on your ward?"
	"It was a difference of opinions, sir." I told him, and 
informed him of the happenings of the previous week, and 
what I had done to prevent it going this far.
	"I see. I'm sure then you wouldn't mind me asking for 
Nurse Clark to come up, and verifying this story."
	"Not at all, sir," A short while later "doc" Clark came 
in to the office, and we started the whole thing over.
	"Well Mr. Morrison, it seems that you've done 
everything you could have, but I am still left with a tough 
decision. I have two options I could use right now. The 
first being is to have you expelled from this hospital, and 
have all treatment stop, or I could have you confined to 
your bed for no less than three days. Now, since Nurse Clark 
has informed me that you've been helping out a great deal on 
the ward with the others, and that the other person in 
question has ignored several warnings about his activities. 
I will give you the benefit of a doubt, but if this happens 
again, I will bounce you out of here so fast you feet won't 
even touch the ground. Is this understood?"
	"Yes, sir. It's very clear." With this done I was taken 
back to the ward, and had my Pull-Ups changed, and placed in 
a diaper. I was shocked to see that the Pull-up was wet 
since I hadn't even realize that I had wet them before now. 
I was not at all surprised to have John come in to gloat 
over this, but I kept my word by keeping my mouth shut. I 
knew though that sooner or later John would mess up, and I 
would get my revenge.
	As things turned out I didn't have to wait very long 
for this to happen. John, being true to form, used his 
favorite "sinners" line on a kid that just came in. This had 
the usual effect of having the kid break out crying, and run 
off. One of the nurses having seen this, called "doc" Clark, 
who in turn called Dr. Mitchell. John then got hauled into 
the same office I did a day earlier, but unlike myself, he 
was sobbing, and visibly shaken when he came back into our 
room, and was placed in bed. As an orderly came in to change 
John into a clean diaper, I figured this was the best time 
to give John a taste of his own medicine.
	"You know John, I've been giving some thought to what 
you keep saying about how our problems are God's punishment 
to our parents for sinning. If this is true, it makes me 
wonder what your parents did to end up with you," I said in 
a calm voice. This caused John to stop, and think of a 
moment. All of a sudden he started crying like the immature 
brat he kept acting like. I could tell that the orderly was 
having serious trouble keeping a straight face as he 
finished diapering John. The rest of people in the room were 
under no such constraints to keep their laughs quiet. I just 
laid back with a smile on my face, and enjoyed Johns' 
obvious misery. What made it even better is we could hear 
the orderly chuckling as he walked from the room. We didn't 
have any problems with John preaching the rest of the time 
he was there. I guess that before now he had missed the part 
of the Bible that says, "Do unto others, as you would have 
them do unto you."
	"Okay, DJ, You have five minutes to get your diapered 
butt dressed, or we leave without you," I heard a voice say 
as I felt something land on my chest. I opened my eyes to 
see my dad standing over me with a smile on his face.
	"Huh? What's going on?"
	"We talked to Dr. Mitchell, and he's letting us spring 
you for the day," came the reply, "Now hurry up, and get 
dressed. Your mom, and brothers are waiting downstairs."
	Without another word I got out of bed and removed my 
wet diaper, replacing it with a dry pair of the Pull-Ups I 
had gotten so used to wearing. I then pulled on the shorts, 
and shirt that my dad had dropped on me. After grabbing 
several more pairs of the Pull-Ups, and placing them in a 
Fanny Pack I had with me my dad and I headed for the 
elevator.
	"So, what are we going to be doing today?" I asked as I 
climbed into the back seat of our minivan.
	"Well, First we're going to be stopping for something 
to eat, then we're going to spend the day at Six Flags," mom 
told me as we pulled out of the parking lot. Hearing this 
got me really excited because I had already spent two weeks 
cooped up in a hospital, and was starting to go stir crazy. 
Just about the time we pulled into a Denny's near the park 
My brothers finally woke up, and greeted me. After getting 
seated the first thing mom did was herd my brothers off to 
the rest room, and judging from the slight bulge in her 
purse I could tell what was going to happen. They got back 
just as our order came out.
	"So, how has things at the hospital going?" mom asked. 
This started the usual round of questions of everything I 
had been doing since I got to the hospital. I did leave out 
the run-ins with John. If my parents caught on to the 
omission they were being nice enough not to call me on it. 
Other than this, breakfast went smoothly, and we soon found 
ourselves back on the road, and heading for the park.
	Once at the park mom insisted we start off on some of 
the slow rides as to give our stomachs a chance to digest 
our breakfast. One ride we hit soon after our mom said it 
was okay to hit the big rides was Superman the Escape. I had 
no idea what I was getting myself into on this ride, and 
soon found out that this was one ride I was glad to have my 
Pull-Ups on with. It was a good thing that the "pants" I had 
on were as good as a regular diaper because after that ride 
I was in serious need of a change, along with both of my 
brothers. the rest of the day was spent running from one 
ride to the next with short breaks every now, and then to 
get something to drink. I soon found that with all the 
activity I was going through the six pairs of Pull-Ups I 
brought with me weren't going to be enough to last the day. 
I was really happy to learn that my mom had brought some of 
my regular diapers with her just to be on the safe side. All 
to soon it was time for me to head back to the hospital. I 
was sad to see my family go for a second time, but knew they 
would be back later in the week when I had my surgery.
	"You all ready for the big day?" Mom asked as she came 
in to my room the morning of my surgery.
	"Yeah, right, mom. It's more like I'm so nervous, and 
scared about it I feel like I'm going to piss my pants," I 
told her seriously.
	"Well, that's to be expected. Just remember, though, 
you're here by choice.
	"I know I am, but that doesn't make it any easier." Mom 
just nodded at this, and changed the subject. About 2pm Doc 
Clark came in to give me a shot. This was the one time I was 
glad I had my Pull-Ups on. I have always disliked needles, 
and the thought of getting one in the butt made me wet my 
pants before they even had the chance to have me pull them 
down. Needless to say I was very embarrassed about it 
happening.
	"Don't worry about that, DJ. It happens all the time," 
Doc Clark told me as she had me turn over to get the shot. 
As much as I hated getting shots I was determined not to 
start crying like several people on the ward had done when 
they got theirs. I gritted my teeth as I felt the needle go 
in. Luckily, it was over in a matter of moments.
	"All done. Now that wasn't so bad, was it?" Doc asked.
	"It feels like you left the needle in there," I 
replied, as I rubbed the spot the shot went in. both my mom, 
and Doc Clark laughed at this. I was a bit surprised that 
they didn't have me put on a new pair of "undies" after I 
got the shot, but dismissed it quickly enough. Two orderlies 
came in a few moments later, and started taking me to the 
O.R.
	"Don't worry DJ, I'll be waiting right here when you 
come out of surgery," Mom told me as they pushed me through 
the O.R. doors.
	I soon found myself being wheeled next to the operating 
table, and was asked to hop on over to it. The doctor then 
came up, and asked if I had any last-minute questions before 
they started. Since I didn't, things started moving quickly. 
I felt the prick of another needle, and looked over to see 
an I.V. line in the back of my hand.
	"Okay, DJ, I want to the breathe normally, and count to 
ten for me, all right?" the anesthesiologist told me as she 
placed a mask over my mouth, and nose.
	"1, 2, 3...4.....5......" I started, and was asleep 
before I hit 6. I briefly came to what seemed like just a 
few minutes later, and saw my mom leaning over me. It looked 
like she was saying something, but I fell back asleep before 
I could make out what it was.
	The next time I woke up things were a lot more focused, 
and clearer.
	"I see you finally decided to wake up." A nurse told me 
as she came over to see how I was doing.
	"Uh huh." I croaked.
	"How do you feel?"
	"Like I was hit by a Mack truck, and had a herd of 
elephants shit in my mouth," I mumbled still under the 
lingering effects of the gas they gave me. The nurse just 
laughed at this, and went to get me some water to drink This 
helped clear the gunky feeling from my mouth, unfortunately 
I still felt like I had been hit by a Mack truck. I was kind 
of shocked when she pulled down the covers that were on me, 
and started untaping a very wet diaper.
	"We do this to all the kids, the gas tends to make them 
lose control while they're under it so we put diapers on 
them after they're under." she told me softly. I just nodded 
at this, and started to drift off again. I only barely 
remember getting put into a new one.
	Things went back to some semblance of order after the 
gas completely wore off. I did find that they decide to have 
me in diapers for the remaining time I was there. The only 
thing I really hated about the surgery was that it was 
making miss my entire Summer Vacation.
	The rest of the summer went quickly, and I soon found 
myself starting a new school year. The only thing that I 
really liked about this is that it was going to be my last 
one in junior high. I did get a pleasant surprise to find 
that Mark and John were both in all but one of my classes. I 
felt that this was going to be one very interesting year. If 
only I knew just how interesting.

Chapter Six

	"Hey DJ, how do you feel about having a slumber party 
this weekend?" John asked as we came out of our third hour 
class.
	"Sounds good to me. This is for next weekend, right?"
	"Nah, for tonight, if you can swing it."
	"I'll call my mom during lunch, and ask." John nodded 
at this as we parted ways for our next class.
	"Good news, my Mom said it was okay for the sleep over. 
Is there anything I need to bring with me?" I asked John as 
I sat down with my lunch tray.
	"Nope, my mom already knows that you might be coming 
home with me."
	"You mean this thing starts right after school? I told 
my mom that you'd want me over about 6:30, or 7:00 tonight."
	"That's okay, I'll have my mom call yours, and get it 
OK'd for you to eat with us," John said with a smile.
	The rest of the day seemed to drag on after this point, 
but ended soon enough. We met his mom by the front doors 
soon after school let out, and she told me that my mom OK'd 
my coming home with them. I was glad to hear this.
	"Okay boys, as soon as your done changing out of your 
school clothes I want you to get started on your homework," 
John's mom told us as we pulled into the driveway.
	"Yes mum, yes, ma'am." John and I answered as we got 
out of the car. I was a little confused by what she said of 
us getting out of our school clothes, but figured it must be 
a figure of speech she was used to from when her kids wore 
school uniforms. Needless to say I was more than a bit 
shocked when I followed John into his room, and saw a Tena 
Slip diaper, and a T-shirt laying on the bed I normally used 
when I stayed over.
	"Well, Come on DJ, mum told us to get out of our school 
clothes, and get to our homework," John said with a laugh.
	I was about to say something to him, but when I turned 
around, and saw that he only had his underpants on, and was 
in the process of taking them off. I knew this is what 
John's mom meant about the school clothes so I too started 
to undress.
	"Where did you get these things anyway? They're as 
thick as the Molicares I use some times," I asked John as we 
headed downstairs to do our homework.
	"Mum knows some people at home who work in a medical 
supply store, and she gets a discount on these." I had to 
smile at this, thinking how lucky John and Josh were to be 
able to wear thick diapers like this all the time.
	"Hey, squirt." John said on seeing Josh already at the 
table.
	Hey John, hey DJ," He said as we sat down. I saw that, 
as expected, Josh was in several of his cloth diapers. I 
decided to needle him about this as I normally did.
	"Hey Josh, I see Erin got to you again, didn't she?"
	"YUP, I had her put me into several of my night time 
diapers. I really like them thick." Josh replied. I laughed 
at this, but knew exactly what he was talking about.
	"I think I created a monster here, John." I chuckled.
	"In more ways than one," John laughed back.
	About this time, John's mom came into the room, and 
told us to get our homework done.
	The rest of the evening went by quickly, and like with 
previous sleepovers, John's mom brought us up some snacks to 
eat while we watched a movie in John's room. Though, I 
wasn't at all prepared to deal with what John told me while 
we waited for our second movie to start.
	"Hey DJ, I was wondering about something?" John asked 
nervously.
	"Is this a general something, or is it something 
specific?" I asked half-joking.
	"What would you do if you found out one of your friends 
were gay?"
	"Why? Are you coming out to me, John?"
	"Me, Hell No! I was talking about Mark."
	"What makes you think Mark's gay?"
	"Well, I've noticed that he tends to look at the other 
guys a lot during Gym, and he doesn't seem to interested in 
girls yet."
	"I would hardly say that not being interested in girls 
that much as a sign of being gay. I mean, look at me. I 
don't have that much interest in girls yet, at least not 
beyond friendship."
	"Yeah, I guess you're right. I'm probably just 
overreacting," John replied to this comment. I just nodded, 
but started thinking that what John said might have some 
truth in it. I decided to let things just take their course, 
and handle the situation when, and if it came up.
	The following months after my sleep over with John were 
uneventful. My legs slowly regained their strength, and I 
found myself being able to walk again with the use of the 
crutches I was on for all this time after my surgery. The 
one thing I did find unsettling was that I found myself 
slowly losing control of my bladder. Where I used to have a 
daytime accident maybe once every month or so, I now found 
it to be a weekly, if not daily occurrence. This was really 
starting to grate on me, and instead of letting my parents 
know about what was happening I decided to just start 
wearing some GoodNites under my normal briefs. this secret 
came out shortly after Christmas of that year.
	"DJ, can I see you for a moment in your room?" Mom 
asked as I came home one day from playing outside.
	"Yeah, mom. I'll be right up," I answered, not sure 
what was going on.
	"What can I help you with, Mom?" I asked a few moments 
later as I walked into my room.
	"Would you care explaining what these were doing in 
your closet?" Mom asked holding up one of the packs of 
GoodNites from the case I had of them stashed in my closet.
	"Oh, shit!" I muttered when I saw what she was holding.
	"What was that?"
	"Uh...nothing."
	"Now would you mind telling me what these were doing in 
your closet?"
	"I've, uh, sort of been having some daytime accidents," 
I told her nervously.
	"I see, and why didn't you tell either your father, or 
me about them?"
	"I was too ashamed about it. I mean, it's bad enough at 
times that I'm almost 15, and still need to wear diapers to 
bed.
	 "Okay, I can halfway understand that, but how long 
have you been having these accidents?"
	"It started a couple of months back. At first it was 
just a couple of times a week, but now it's almost a daily 
thing," I explained as I sat down on my bed.
	"Okay, I'll get you a Doctor's appointment set up for 
next week, but, DJ, in the future I expect you to come tell 
you to tell either me, or your dad something like this comes 
up." I just nodded at this.
	"How are they now?" Mom asked suddenly.
	"They're wet," I mumbled.
	"Okay. I want you to change into one of your diapers, 
and stay in your room until I have a chance to talk to your 
dad about this." I just nodded at this as she left the room.
	The following Monday I found myself standing stark 
naked in front of my doctor.
	"Well, Mrs. Morrison, from what I can tell from the 
tests I've run, and the examination DJ has had some marked 
weakening of his bladder muscles. I have no idea as to 
whether this is just temporary, or not. All I can suggest is 
that you keep an eye on his urination habits, and if they 
become more frequent then bring him back in, and we'll run 
some more tests. Until then I would say just keep having him 
wear the GoodNites like he is now. Those should take care of 
any accidents he has," she told us.
	"You can get dressed now, DJ," She added. I just nodded 
at this, and started to get dressed again.
	"Now, that wasn't so bad now was it?" Mom asked as we 
walked out into the cold winter day.
	"Not really, but it's getting kind of embarrassing to 
have a female doctor now," I replied.
	"Well, if you'd like I can ask her for a referral to a 
male doctor if that makes you more comfortable."
	"Well, it would, but I don't want her to get the idea 
that I don't like her, or something."
	"DJ, I can assure you that she won't think that at all, 
and would be happy to do it. I'm sure the last thing she 
would want is you to keep seeing her if it makes you 
uncomfortable," mom laughed. I just nodded at this.
	By the time April came around I was to the point that I 
was having several accidents a day, but the worst was yet to 
come.
	"DJ, You're wanted up in the office now. Please take 
your books with you," Mr. Roberts, my science teacher told 
me. This made me more than a little nervous since I couldn't 
remember having done anything to warrant this lately. I was 
even more surprised to see Dan waiting for me when I got 
there.
	"Dan, what's going on?" I asked nervously, seeing the 
look on my brothers face.
	"I'll tell you when we get home, but for right now we 
have to get going." The tone he used saying this caused me 
to hold my next question, though it did make me even more 
nervous than before. I was even more surprised when we swung 
by to pick Donn, and Paul up from their school on the way 
home.
	The phone was ringing when we got into the house, and 
Dan raced to get it. He seemed a bit more relaxed when he 
got off the phone.
	"Will you please tell me what's going on?" I asked, 
sitting down at the kitchen table.
	"Donn, Paul you better sit down also," Dan said as he 
sat down.
	"I'm not sure how to tell you this, so I'm just going 
to say it. Justin was hit by a drunk driver on his way to 
school this morning. They're pretty sure he's going to live, 
but they just aren't sure how bad the damage is at this 
time. Mom's going to keep us updated on anything they learn. 
I'm going to ask you guys to stay around the house in case 
we have to leave quickly, and keep any calls you make as 
short as possible." I could tell that Dan was trying his 
hardest to keep his composure as he told us all this. But in 
the end we all lost it, and broke down after what Dan told 
us had a chance to sink in.
	(On a side note to this event, I found out just how 
hard this was on Dan when about 17 months later I had to 
tell Donn, and Paul that Dan had just died due to injuries 
he received in a car wreck three days earlier. In all truth, 
I hope never have to do anything like this again.)
	Justin spent a week in a coma from the injuries he got 
in the accident. In certain ways I was both glad, and sad 
when I learned that the driver that hit Justin was killed 
during the same accident. I was glad in the fact that he 
would no longer be a danger to anyone, but was sad in that 
his kids had to go through life now without a father.
	Justin was released from the hospital a month later. 
Due to how the car hit him he would have to wear diapers for 
the rest of his life. He was not at all happy when he heard 
this news, but came a round a bit when he learned that he 
could just have easily been killed, or paralyzed for life. 
It would still be well over a year before he got truly 
comfortable with having to wear them.
	I, too, soon found myself having to wear diapers all 
the time as well by the end of the school year. Due to all 
the bladder infections I had when I was little, my bladder 
muscles had become weaker, and I found myself forced back 
into diapers full time myself. This caused me to start 
thinking of what it would be like for me having to start 
high school in diapers. Like my cousin, I was not at all 
pleased by the thoughts this created, but I found I was 
accepting this twist of fate far better than my cousin was.