DJ's Diaper Diaries: Part Eight- Y14 ------------------------------------ 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.