summary: 11 year old gets put back into diapers for being very bad boy

                          FAMILY REVENGE
BY RICHBABY

	I awoke at 2am to my baby crying, so I got out of bed to check on 
her. Nancy was hungry and needed to be changed. My wife Marie got the 
bottle as I changed our daughter's diaper. Nancy's crying also woke up 
my stepson Paul in his crib; he also needed a diaper changed. Marie 
took Nancy after I changed her then I did Paul's diaper. Marie gave me 
a bottle and I started to feed Paul. He asked, "Daddy can you tell me a 
story?" I said, "Ok, what kind of story do you want to hear?" He said 
"how about one when you was a kid". As he sucked on the bottle, I began 
my story about how I was in diapers.


	It all started a little before my 11th birthday. You know I have 
two brothers, Adam was 16 and Jay was 9. I also have three sisters, 
Brandy was 14, Kathy was 12 and Alice was 9. My best friend moved away, 
my sister Alice passed into the 6th grade and was going to be in my 
class. My mood sucked and took it out on everyone. To tell the truth I 
was a devil and a half for the last few years. However, I was such a 
charmer that I very rarely got into trouble and any really punishment. 
Then after my birthday I started to wet the bed, I never did that 
before so I was very upset about it. Mom was very understanding about 
it and only put a plastic sheet on my bed. A week later I wet again so 
mom took me to see the doctor. He ran a lot of test but found nothing 
wrong with me. He did tell mom that I should start wearing some 
protection to bed if it started to get worse. No one told any one 
outside of the family so my secret was safe. I went to a year round 
school so I had November, March, and July off from school. Every thing 
went ok for the most part, until we went on break in November. We went 
to San Diego Ca. for the weekend and I really messed up. Mom made me 
wear a diaper on the trip so there was not a chance of me wetting the 
bed in the motel. When mom put the disposable diaper on me, she put oil 
and baby powder on me too. She even rubbed oil up my butt hole with her 
finger. I could feel it even after I got in the car. I ended up using 
the diaper in the car. I was so embarrassed when we got in the motel 
room as I was changed just like a baby. I only had to wear the diaper 
to bed and the car ride back home. I made fun of and called some old 
ladies at the beach some very bad things, when I did not think anyone 
would see me. I was wrong, as mom was right behind me the whole time. I 
also did some other things that I will not tell you about.
	Once home, I was changed again and then went to bed. I awoke to a 
wet diaper and a very pissed off mother. I did not know why she was so 
mad so I just did what she said. I had to eat breakfast in my wet 
diaper in front off everyone. After we were done, mom asked everyone to 
meet in the front room. Mom had me stand in front of everyone in just 
my wet diaper as she told everyone why she called everyone here. She 
started by telling them what I did in San Diego and that she found some 
mail in one of my doors last night when she was putting away the last 
few diapers, from the bag she had bought. Then she told them that I 
have been acting like a baby for a while and stealing everyone's mail 
was an act that a baby would do. She then asked what should be my 
punishment should be? I was crying by then so I did not hear all what 
was said then dad picked me up. He carried me to my room and changed my 
diaper as he told me that for the next 2 weeks I was to be treated as a 
baby. He told me that if I was good then the 2 weeks would go very fast 
but if I make any trouble then I will be very embarrassed by what will 
happen. I stayed in my room for 3 days with only mom or dad coming in 
to change or feed me from a baby bottle. I hated that I had to use the 
diaper for poop, but there was no way I could hold it after the first 
day. On the 4th morning, after my diaper was changed I was taken to the 
kitchen to eat breakfast with the rest of the family. I had to suck on 
a pacifier until some takes it out of my mouth, as dad told me to do. 
Alice fed me baby food as she also ate her meal I hate baby food. 
Before anyone left the table, I started to talk. Mom told me that I was 
not allowed to talk. I said" I know I am not supposed to talk but I 
need to tell everyone that I am very sorry that I took your mail and 
read it. I had 3 days to think about it and I know that I gave good 
reason for this punishment. I also understand that I will get more 
punishment for talking but I really needed to tell you all how sorry I 
am about all of this. I just hope you all can forgive me?" I also told 
them all the other things I did to them. Mom then asked if I was done 
talking. I nodded "yes" as I try to put the pacifier back in my mouth. 
With Mom's help put it back in my mouth then asked if the girls wanted 
to help give the baby a bath? They all did, I turned red but did not 
put up a fuss when they gave me my bath. After my bath, they put a very 
thick cloth diaper on me and the biggest pair of plastic pants I ever 
saw on over it. In just the diaper, I was told to play in the sandbox 
in the backyard for a while. I knew if I put up any fuss I would get it 
worse as dad never lied to any of us on what would happen on any 
punishment. I hope that my little speech would get me out of diapers 
sooner then 2 weeks. I did enjoy myself playing in the sandbox for a 
few hours; even Jay came out and played with me. He is the one that 
told me that mom and dad talked about wanted to add another few weeks 
to my punishment. Since I was sucking on the pacifier, I just nodded or 
shook my head for "yes and no". There was also talk about me going to 
the park dressed as I was now. I started to cry as how could I ever 
could get over being seen by anyone from school dressed as a baby. Jay 
did not know what to do so he called for mom to help. She asked Jay 
what he said to me, as I would not stop crying. Mom held me and rocked 
me as she told me that Jay should not have told me what he did. That 
did not help, as she did not say that it would not happen. I finally 
stopped crying and fell asleep in hers' arms. I awoke up in a playpen 
in a very wet diaper, in the kitchen. When mom saw me awake, she asked 
if I wanted something to drink, I was thirsty so I nodded my head. Mom 
gave me a choice; in her right hand, she had a sippy cup and the other 
a baby's bottle. I pick the sippy cup as I was very thirsty, but before 
she could take the bottle away, I took it from her. I drained the cup 
down very fast then started on the bottle. I heard Brandy's voice with 
a few voices that I did not recognize. Mom saw the scared look on my 
face and called Brandy with "Brandy, can you change the baby's diaper 
for me?" I almost started to cry but I knew that I had no choice on who 
changes my diaper. Brandy came in and asked if her friends could help 
change my diaper. I turned red with embarrassment but I wanted to be 
change so very much that I nodded my head. Mom shocked me when she said 
"not this time. I'll do it this time, but you will need to do it at 
bedtime." Brandy said ok and left with her friends. After I finished 
the bottle mom gave me a bath then put me down for a nap in a clean 
diaper. After my nap, I stayed in my room and read some book. The rest 
of the 2 weeks, I stayed inside in just a diaper as we got rain and I 
had no clothes that would fit over the cloth diaper. I was just glad 
that no one came over.
	When I was changed the first morning after the 2 weeks in to a 
cloth diaper I thought I had another week of being a baby, but at the 
table I got the same breakfast as the rest had. I soon found out that 
only at meal times was I not a baby, this was only for 3 days then 
everything changed. In the morning, I was put into a disposable diaper 
and told to get dressed. We all went to the mall for some pre-Christmas 
shopping. If it was not for the diaper, I was treated just as any 11 
year old, and I had a great time. The next day was Thanksgiving and I 
had to help in the kitchen just as everyone else did. I wore disposable 
diaper in the daytime and cloth ones at night. I was informed if I need 
to go potty then I need to ask someone to take off my diaper so I could 
use the toilet. After 3 weeks using a diaper, it was not too hard to 
regain control of myself. There was talk of me going to school in a 
diaper if I did not stop going in my pants. I started to get very mad 
at everyone as they took so long to take off my diaper that most of the 
time I pee in the diaper. After 3 days of this, I started to change my 
own diaper with out anyone finding out; at least that is what I 
thought. Dad saw me changing myself but waited until the morning of 
going back to school. It was the first time in 3 weeks I did not have a 
diaper on. Dad asked, at breakfast, if I like my punishment and if I 
adhere to all of the rules? I got a little scared but I did not think 
he saw me; I had put a tape recorder in their room so I could know what 
they talk about. Therefore, I told him I hated it and I did what I was 
told. They only talked about grownup stuff the last few days. He told 
me that my punishment was changed after my little speech I gave. He 
told me all the things that were planed but was all canceled because I 
accepted it all so well. He asked if I changed my own diapers at 
anytime or if I lied about anything else? Mom told me to stand before I 
answer the question. I got so nervous that I wet my pants as I lied and 
said, "I did what I was told." The look on dad's face told me that I 
messed up again. I always had great timing about what to say or do so 
that I got less punishment. If I was being spanked I would just take 
it, I would cry after this first one but I never try to get out of it. 
Everyone else tries to get dad or mom to stop or try to hide, but I 
never did. It seems that when I was spanked it was always less then the 
others and the last few hits did not hurt as much as the first ones 
did. Dad then told everyone that I did change my own diapers and I was 
the one that ate all the cookies yesterday and a few other things that 
I did. Mom told me to go to my room and get undressed and lay on my bed 
for her! She was very pissed again. When she did come in, she put the 
pacifier in my mouth, put a cloth diaper on me, and told me to stay in 
my room all day. I was able to play with my toys so I did have a fun 
day, with mom bringing me my meals to me. The only baby stuff was the 
pacifier and the diapers so I was in a good mood when mom led me out of 
my room for breakfast a week later. There was a highchair that she had 
me use by the table, and the baby food started. I also found out later 
that Adam's room was now mine and it was a nursery with a crib. I was 
to be treated just like a baby by everyone but I was home schooled and 
that was the only time I was treated like my age. I knew this would be 
a very long punishment when I saw my new room and all my big boys 
clothes was given to Goodwill along with my toys that Jay didn't want. 
I got all new baby clothes and baby toys to replace them. I knew if I 
just wait for the right moment that I could get out of this; it was not 
going to come any time soon though. The only thing that I was able to 
get was that I did not have to go outside if I did not want too and I 
was allowed to hide when the others had friends over.
	Christmas sucked as I got only baby stuff and baby toys. Mom did 
not want to home school me anymore so she got me a tutor. I overheard 
mom and dad talk about my punishment, they were thinking of stopping it 
soon. I just had to be nice until then I would be out of diapers. When 
school started again, mom left me with this old lady that lived a few 
blocks away. Sam and I always made fun of her and a few times T/P and 
egged her house. I was very scared of what she would do to me at her 
house and I will be going there ever day for a long time. She asked me 
if I wanted breakfast as I stood there in just my baby clothes, I 
nodded my head. She took my hand and led me to the kitchen where she 
had me sit in a regular chair. She fed me two jars of baby food and two 
bottles of formula. When I was done she checked my diaper, it was 
soaked. She took me to the front room, had me lay down on my changing 
pad, and did a great job of changing my diaper. She then started to 
talk about school stuff until it was lunchtime. After lunch, she 
changed me again then put me into her bed for my nap with a bottle. 
After my nap, she had me sit next to her on the couch and read to me as 
I suck on my pacifier. Mom picked me up and asked if I enjoyed myself, 
I nodded my head. She was a very nice person and never did anything to 
make fun of me. I thought it was funny that I was such a devil to her 
and she did not know that I did so many mean things to her. Mrs. Raysan 
was a very good teacher and I learned a lot with her.
	In March, we took a trip to Texas to pay a visit to some of mom's 
friends, mom said. I try to hide myself as much as I could so no one 
would know I was a baby. The ride out there was better then I thought 
it would be no cribs or high chairs. I wore disposable diapers so it 
was hard for others to know I was diapered. Every other day mom's 
friend would show up at our motel and mom would go off with her. I been 
going to bed so early the last few months that I was asleep before we 
stopped every night. I awoke up in a crib in a nursery in a house. Mom 
and a woman came in just then each with a baby bottle. Mom gave me the 
bottle as she changed my wet diaper in the crib. I knew there was 
another crib as I heard the woman talk baby talk to someone as she 
changed a diaper. The cribs were placed end to end so I could not see 
it or the kid in it. Mom took me out of the crib as I sucked the bottle 
and took me out to the front room in just my diapers. There were three 
kids watching TV as mom put me in a playpen right next to the kid that 
was in the other crib. That is when I got to see that it was a boy 
about my age and as embarrassed as I was. It took awhile before we 
could talk to each other with out being over heard. His story was very 
much like mine but he has been a baby over two years now and it should 
stop soon. I heard the woman say, "I really think you want to stay a 
baby. You know you can't talk with you pacifier in your mouth." He 
started to cry as she took him out of the playpen and took him to the 
nursery. I heard him get a spanking then she came out and did the same 
with me. She changed my diaper and put something in my butt hole. Mom 
came in with two bottles and gave me one as I lay in the crib. There 
must have been some thing in the bottle as I was asleep before it was 
finished. I awoke to a wet and messy diaper, I never pooped as I slept 
before. I have always pooped when I wanted too and not like a baby, all 
the time. I heard Bobby start to cry like a baby and his mother came 
in. she talked baby talk to him as she changed his diaper. She left 
with him then came back to me and took me out of the crib. I was not 
dumb so I started to cry and she changed my diaper too. We spent three 
days there but I never got a chanced to talk to Bobby again as we only 
went from the crib to the playpen and back. Once home it went back to 
the same old stuff. I did not know what mom had stared to put in my 
bottles but I was pooping like there was no tomorrow. I really try to 
hold it but could not hold it for more then a few minutes at a time 
now, I really wanted to be out of diapers now.
	I do not know why but every time I used the tape recorder I never 
got anything that would help me until the end of the school year. I 
heard them talk about using this same punishment on everyone else. 
Therefore, I started to get the others into trouble, over the next few 
weeks I would do some of my worse stuff. Every few days mom and dad 
would talk more about it on the tape and I would pull something on 
somebody. I was looking forward to the morning when school started as 
that was the time mom and dad was going to tell us all. I was the only 
one that was happy at breakfast that morning. Dad started it off by 
tell what each one did over the last 4 weeks. I had done it but I made 
it look like someone else did it. I was so bad that I even got Kathy 
and Alice kicked off the Girl Scouts. My smile left my face when mom 
said, "all that stuff was done by baby John. So he now has another year 
of baby punishment". Dad told us that it was a set up and I fell for 
it. I was not in a good mood when I was dropped off at Mrs. Raysan's 
house. She was able to get me in a better mood and I was happy when I 
got home. Every thing went the same as always until that weekend. After 
my nap mom put me in a disposable diaper and put me in my least baby 
looking outfit. Mom wanted to take me out shopping but I did not want 
to go. I had no choice in it, as I was a baby. She told me that if I 
put up a fit then I would suck my pacifier the whole time. I only saw a 
few kids I remember from school at the market but none of them was 
close enough to see my diapers. Mom asked on the way home, "Did you 
enjoy your outing?" I said "no"! She said, "Too bad, every week you 
will go out for a few hours". The only thing that went right for me was 
that we only went to places far from home.
	A few weeks later Mrs. Raysan began babysitting her grand kids. I 
was so embarrassed when she changed me just like the other babies. It 
got worse when Patty, her 10-year-old granddaughter came over. Since 
she changed the other babies she changed mine, too, mom loved the look 
on my face the first time she saw it. She had my sisters start to do 
mine, too. My baby status was more out in the open but I was able to 
keep any kids from school from knowing about it. Mrs. Raysan was so 
good that at the end of the school year I was almost ready for the 9th 
grade. She did help me out a few times, when I would have to have gone 
out with the family, by babysitting me. A few days after school was out 
for the summer, some kids egged her house. She got very mad and was 
almost ready to cry. I almost started to laugh but when I saw her and 
how sad she got I started to cry. She was so very nice, she did not 
need this done to her, and I had done much more to her. It was the 
first time I really was sorry for what I had done. I realize that I 
could not do as I pleased as I could hurt people that cared for. It 
took her a long time to get me to stop crying but I stopped after mom 
got there to get me. With tears still on my cheeks, I took out my 
pacifier and stated to talk. Mom told me to put it back in but I 
refused to. As mom reached for the pacifier, I told Mrs. Raysan that it 
was Sam and I that T/P her house. I told her every bad thing I ever did 
to her house and then I told mom every bad thing I could remember I 
have done. Mrs. Raysan told us to leave, as she wanted to be alone. She 
was crying as we left and so was I. On the ride, home mom told me I was 
in big trouble. I was put in my crib as soon as we got home. After my 
nap, I was put in my playpen in the front room. Alice saw that I was so 
sad and had tear marks on my cheeks still. She asked what happened so I 
told her all; even the time I put her favorite doll in the trash. She 
left me crying as she went to her room very mad. Brandy and Kathy came 
up to me and asked what I told Alice. I told them all and things I had 
done to them too. Brandy slapped me before they ran to their room. Adam 
and Jay came in and asked why the girls were all crying? I told them 
why and then I told them the things I did to them, too. Adam took it ok 
but Jay told me that he hope I stay a baby for a long time. It then 
dawn on me that in a few days I would be that devil again. I started to 
cry so loudly that dad heard me and came to me. He asked me what is 
wrong, so I told him everything. He got very mad but his mood changed 
when I said, "I don't want to be that mean kid anymore. Can't I stay a 
baby forever?" Mom came in, as dad said, "NO, you're going to be a good 
big boy". Mom said, "I need to talk to you before you tell him any 
thing about his punishment." I asked "Mom can I go over to Mrs. Raysan 
and help clean up the eggs?" Mom looked at me and asked if I wanted to 
go as was dressed as I was now? I said, "She is a very nice person, she 
needs help with the cleanup. I really want to help her and I don't care 
who sees me in my diapers, it's the least I can do." Mom told dad to 
get me ready and she would call Mrs. Raysan that I was coming over.
	Dad changed my diaper and only put a shirt on and shoes on me 
then I was ready to go. I was to the front door when mom asked me to 
stop. She told that Mrs. Raysan did not want to see me anymore. It took 
all of my crying and begging to have dad take me over there. Mrs. 
Raysan was shocked to see me at her door and almost slammed it on me. I 
hugged her and asked her to please to forgive me. After a lot of crying 
on both parts, she did forgive me. She would not let me go back outside 
in just a diaper and a shirt to clean up the eggs. Dad ended up 
cleaning it all up by himself as Mrs. Raysan played with me. Dinner was 
on the table when we walked in and everyone was shocked as I did not 
have anything over my diaper and I was outside. They were very shocked 
that I want to clean up Mrs. Raysan house, as I was dressed. They were 
still mad at me but they were still nice to me. That night after my 
bath, we all watched a movie, the first time I was allowed to stay up. 
I stilled fell asleep at my normal time of 7:00. The next few days, at 
meal times, I was allowed to feed myself but it was still baby food. 
Things started to change after that, I got normal food but it was all 
cut up into small bits, I even got a sippy cup and not a bottle. I was 
very upset as I felt that I was growing up again and not be a baby. I 
threw such a fit that I got a very good spanking out of it. I was so 
bad that I stayed in my crib all day. That night before bedtime mom and 
dad had a long talk with me about growing up. It was now up to me how 
fast, I grew up and what I wanted changed. I could not stay a baby, as 
I had to be a big boy by the start of the 10th grade. I did not change 
anything at first but after mom told me that, it was a lot of extra 
work taking care of me. I started to wash my own diapers and washing my 
special dishes. I also had to start doing some housework, as we all had 
to do. It was hard to do some work in a thick cloth diaper so I asked 
if I could get some disposable diapers. I could but had to do more work 
around the house. Slowly, I started to play big kids' games and want to 
be a big kid again. I still went to Mrs. Raysan for school and she even 
treated me like a big kid. Around the first of the year, I started to 
be potty trained again. I wanted to be out of diapers, as I had to go 
out with the family now and could not stay at my babysitter's place. 
When I started the 10th grade, I jumped a grade and I started to go to 
the high school, I was out of diapers in the daytime for 4 weeks by 
then, but I still needed them at night. It was just after my 16th 
birthday that I had my first dry night but I never had more then two in 
a row. I think I still need to be babied sometimes.


	I put Paul back into his crib and Marie and I went back to our 
room. She asked, "Are you going to pick up Paul's bike Sunday?" I said, 
"Yes, just in time for his 10th birthday party. Don't worry; I'll have 
the shop put it together." Marie looked at my wet diaper and asked if I 
needed a changed. I told her "yes". She asked, "What do you think his 
friend will say when he wears a diaper to the party?" I told her not to 
worry about it, as I knew he would change his mind before then. He 
likes playing baby but he knows that if the other kids found out about 
it he would be teased all the time. She said, "I still can't believe 
that after the first time he saw you in a diaper he wanted to wear one, 
too. It did cut down on the wet sheets and he seems so much happier 
now. Did you see his new baby outfit your mom sent him?" I said, "Sure 
did, he made me put it on him after his bath just so could see him in 
it. I think my mom like him the best of all her grandkids." She started 
to laugh and said " she likes the ones in diapers the best I think and 
she did agree to watch the next month so we can go out for our 3rd 
wedding anniversary." "You been married to a bed wetter for 3 years, 
how do you like it?" I asked. She hugged me and said, "I had a 
bedwetting son for 6 years before I met you so I was used to it. You 
are the best thing that ever happen to us. Paul loves you more then he 
loves me sometimes, I think." I laughed as I said "only at diaper 
changes." We kissed and cuddle for a while then went back to bed.


							THE END