The James Effect Summary: Twin boys use their little brother's accidents to fulfill their own diaper desires and dreams. The story follows the three little boys on their journey from simple bedwetting to full-time diaper wearing. ~Chapter 1 – School’s Out~ At 3:00pm, the bell finally rang. It was the last day of school! 10- year old twins Kyle and Kevin jumped up and ran out of the school as fast as their little legs could carry them, their blonde hair blowing in the wind, and headed home. About five minutes into their journey, the twins met up with their little brother, 6-year old James. He immediately started telling his brothers about his last day of school. It was typical little kid stuff – a rock fight at recess, somebody put a rubber snake on a girl’s desk, some kid got yelled at by the teacher one last time, etcetera. Kyle and Kevin half-listened, half thought about what to do this summer. But the last thing James said got their full attention – he heard a little boy named Adam in the other 1st grade class had gotten so excited about the last day that he wet his pants! This got the twins’ attention because, ever since they could remember, they had harbored secret feelings about diapers, secrets only the other twin knew. Kyle had worn GoodNites to bed until he was 5 and a half for bedwetting, and Kevin was forced to wear Pull-Ups for 6 months at the same time for making fun of Kyle’s problem. Those diapered experiences got the two boys wanting diapers ever since. After walking for about ten minutes, the twins thinking about little Adam’s accident and James thinking about playing Xbox 360, they finally got to their front door. The boys’ mom greeted them with a fresh batch of cookies and a kiss on each boy’s blonde haired head. Kyle, Kevin, and James all grabbed as many cookies as their greedy hands could hold. The twins sat down to watch some TV and James ran upstairs to play video games. Their mom smiled and went to each boy to deliver a glass of milk to each. Each boy thanked her and their blue eyes twinkled. The rest of the day was just a fun relaxing afternoon for the boys. ~Chapter 2 – Nighttime~ That night, after their dad came home, the boys’ parents went out to eat and a party with friends. Kyle and Kevin were left in charge to watch their little brother James. At 8:00, they took a bath, got their teeth brushed, helped James into his footy pajamas (which they teased him about but secretly thought he looked very cute in), and watched another hour of TV before bed, their parents still not home. That night, there was a severe thunderstorm. James was very afraid of thunderstorms, but even more afraid of the dark, and thus had a nightlight in his room. A lightning bolt struck a transformer, and power to the neighborhood went out, and with it James’ nightlight. Kyle and Kevin, already awake from the storm, heard James start crying. Kevin went to James’ room, gave his little brother a big hug, and brought him into Kyle and his room to sleep for the night. Kevin laid James down in between he and Kyle and the twins tried to go back to sleep. But James was in no shape to fall asleep himself. He was still crying his eyes out and was sweating from fear. Kyle felt his little brother, and found he was shaking with fear. Boy, Kyle thought, poor little guy really is scared. Just then, the loudest thunderclap all night sounded. It was so loud, it shook the entire house. Kyle and Kevin felt a warm wetness growing on the sides of their pajama bottoms. They realized that James was so scared from the last thunder boom that he had wet himself…in the twins’ bed! It was just then that Kyle had an idea. He poked Kevin and motioned for him to follow him into another room. “Where are you go-goin-going?” asked James in between sobs, still unaware that he had wet the bed. “Don’t worry buddy, we’re just going to the guest room for a minute, we’ll be right back.” said Kevin. Once they were out of earshot, Kyle shared his plan. “You’ve always wanted to wet the bed, right Kevin?” he said. “Uh, yeah!” “Well, I was thinking, since James already wet the bed and our PJ’s, why don’t we wet too? Then, when Mom and Dad get home, it all looks like James’ pee.” Kevin thought about it for a minute, and agreed it was a great idea. They went back to their room and climbed in. The twins positioned themselves over the already made stain, and let loose. The urine poured out into their pants and onto the bed. They finished off making sure James’ and their stains were connected so they could blame all of it on their unsuspected brother. With the warm feeling soaked into them, the thunderstorm over, and James finally relaxed (who for some reason still didn’t realize he’d had an accident), the three wet boys drifted off into sleep. ~Chapter 3 – James’ “Punishment”~ The next morning, Kyle and Kevin, feigning shock and surprise, went to their parents and informed them James had wet the bed…and them. After explaining the situation, their Mom went upstairs to the twins’ room. There, she found her youngest son on the edge of the bed, reeking of urine, and sobbing his little blue eyes out. “Oh James, sweetie, it’s OK.” she said, and brought James close to him, kissing him on the head, and gave him a big hug. “No it’s not!” James sobbed, “I’m like a little baby and you’re mad at me!” “I’m not mad honey, I promise. All little boys have accidents, especially at your age. In fact, you look kind of cute in your wet footy pajamas. You know sweetie, we almost didn’t take you or your brothers out of diapers and try to potty train you guys because you were so incredibly cute. I still remember you walking around the house in just a diaper. Adding that with your blonde hair and blue eyes, you guys really were too cute to potty-train. But right now, you don’t smell too cute, so let’s get you out of those dirty PJ’s and have some breakfast. I think there’s some home-made chocolate chip pancakes downstairs with your name on them!” James sniffed, gave a little smile, hugged his mom, and said OK. Ten minutes later, James came downstairs in clean clothes to the smell of fresh pancakes. His brothers and his dad were discussing the previous night’s MLB scores. Kyle and Kevin had changed their clothes before coming down, so there was no urine smell lingering to overpower the sweet smell of pancakes. After breakfast, the boys’ dad took James aside. “James, I just want you to know that nobody thinks any differently of you after last night. I’m sure your mother already talked to you, but I wanted to tell you myself. Also, there’s something else you should know. There’s probably going to be thunderstorms the rest of the week. Are you sure you’ll be all right?” he said. “Yeah Daddy, I’ll be fine.” he responded. “OK bud, just wanted to be sure. Well, that’s it. Let’s go play some ball with your brothers, OK?” “Yeah! Sounds great!” James said excitedly. James, Kyle, Kevin, and their dad grabbed their gloves, a ball and played baseball games all day long. That night, everybody was exhausted. There was a dinner of delicious steak that the boys’ parents brought home from the restaurant the night before. After dinner, due to the boys’ exhaustion, they all got ready for bed very early. James closed his eyes at 8:00, and the twins, on fresh sheets, followed suit half an hour later. Soon, the thunderstorm started up again. A few hours later, the twins both woke up to thumping. They looked out their door and found the source of the thumping. Their parents were walking in and out of James’ room, carrying the bed sheets to the laundry room downstairs. “Mom, what’s going on?” Kyle asked. “James just wet the bed again. It has nothing to do with you, now go back to bed.” she answered. The boys complied and crawled back into bed. “Geez, James is becoming a regular pee king huh?” said Kevin to his brother. Kyle tried to answer but he was already drifting off into sleep. This was the boys’ last thought before slipping into their own respective dreamlands. This pattern of hard, long playing, early to bed, thunderstorm at night and James wetting the bed continued for the next two days. The morning after the fourth consecutive bedwetting, James and his parents had a short meeting at the kitchen before Kyle and Kevin woke up. “James, we know that this bedwetting isn’t your fault, and you would stop it if you could, but we can’t keep getting up in the middle of the night to change your sheets. Now, your dad is on a break from work, but he starts again tomorrow. He gets up at 4:30 in order to beat the traffic into the city and get to work on time. He can’t get up at midnight to help you anymore. Now, I bought these two days ago, but I wanted to wait to see if your accidents stopped before having you use them. But I see now that it is necessary. Please try to be understanding of this, James.” With that, his mom reached into a bag and pulled out a package of GoodNites. “Now, honey, these are called GoodNites. They’re nighttime underwear that will stop your bed sheets from getting wet. I want you to wear them under your PJ’s until your wetting stops. Try one on now so I know they fit.” said his mom. She got the first GoodNite out and handed it to him. James started to cry as he pulled his pants down and slipped on the GoodNite. “I knew you thought I was a baby.” he sobbed. “No, no honey. Plenty of kids use these. It’s just to help mommy and daddy with the clean-up and to let you wake up in a dry bed.” “That’s not why. You think I’m a little baby.” James was about to take it off when he got the feeling that his older brothers have. The GoodNite actually felt really good to have on! He wanted to keep it on as long as he could. “Um, Mommy, as long as I’m going to wear these, I should probably keep it on for the morning so I can get used to it and to make sure that it will be comfortable on me at night.” he said. Good thinking, James thought in his head. “Well…OK James, I guess that would be good idea.” answered his mom. James celebrated in his head, pulled his PJ bottoms back on, and ran off to wake up his brothers and play. ~Chapter 4 –A Good Night in GoodNites~ James played in his GoodNite until he got dressed around 11:00am. Afterwards, he and his family had lunch, went to the movies and then out to dinner. When they got home, it was bedtime. He went through the normal routine – teeth brushed, bed ready, and all that. Except tonight, an extra step was added before putting his pajamas on. James took a GoodNite out of the package in his closet, and slowly, enjoying every minute, pulled it up to his waist. It felt so good, it was beyond belief. He finished getting the rest of his PJ’s on and went to play with his brothers a little before bed. Kyle and Kevin were wrestling when James walked in, and he immediately joined in. James hit the floor after a particularly vicious body slam by both his older brothers at once. As he got up, he didn’t realize that his shirt had come up, and the top half of his GoodNite was showing. Kevin thought it was just his underwear and dismissed it, but Kyle knew differently. The pattern had changed several times since he last wore them, but the 10-year old would recognize that shape and crinkly sound anywhere. James was wearing GoodNites for his nightly accidents, he just knew it. After their mom told them to stop horsing around and get to bed, Kevin climbed in, but Kyle followed James into his room to confront his little brother about what he was wearing underneath his PJ’s. “James, uh, I couldn’t help but notice what you were wearing underneath your PJ bottoms while we were playing.” Kyle said. James knew he was caught. He loved the feel of the GoodNite between his legs and loved the crinkly sound it made under his pajamas. But one thing he didn’t want was his brothers, whom he didn’t know shared the same feelings about diapers, knowing about the protection he now had to wear. James thought that the twins would make fun of him, and started to cry. Kyle felt bad and pulled the little guy close to him. “Hey buddy, it’s okay. Don’t cry, we’re not going to make fun of you. You know I had to use them too right? I don’t care if you need GoodNites for wetting. I completely understand. I’ve been there remember?” he said comfortingly. James sniffed, and nodded his head. Kyle briefly thought of revealing Kevin and his diaper-loving secret, but decided now was not the time. Instead, he ruffled James’ ear-length blonde hair around a little, kissed him on the head, and went to his room. “What was that all about?” asked Kevin. Kyle told him all about James wearing GoodNites for his wetting. They jokingly reminisced on Kyle’s GoodNites and Kevin having to use Pull-Ups for teasing him. But it didn’t last long, the topic had been so thoroughly covered before. “But seriously Kyle, we could use this to our advantage.” They starting thinking about a plan, but fell soundly asleep before anything of substance entered their minds. The next morning, James woke up with a satisfying wetness between his legs, but the bed itself was dry. He got up to go to the bathroom and empty anything that didn’t come out in the night. But then he remembered he didn’t have to, and instead emptied remaining pee in his bladder into the GoodNite under his footy pajamas. He went to the mirror to admire his accomplishment. A bulge protruded out from his pajama bottoms. He pulled them down and saw the GoodNite itself. The front was slightly yellowed, and it was sagging about five inches – not bad for the first time. He had wet it heavily during the night, and with the added pee from when he woke up, the wetness spread all the way to the back of the GoodNite. After a minute in front of the mirror and another few enjoying the feeling of his soaking wet “nighttime underwear”, he pulled it off, put his PJ’s back on, went to the trashcan his mom had placed specifically for GoodNites, and put last night’s in. Then he went downstairs for breakfast. ~Chapter 5 – The Plan~ About a half hour after James woke up in his soaking wet GoodNite, the twins awoke from their slumber as well. As they got dressed, they decided to sit down when they were home alone to discuss a plan to get diapers themselves. The two 10-year olds didn’t have to wait long for that opportunity. Soon after breakfast, one of James’ friends, Patrick, called and asked if he could come over. Once he and their mom left, Kevin and Kyle sat down at the kitchen table to begin the planning stages of their diaper plot. After a few minutes of entertaining a couple complicated ones, Kevin came up with the simplest idea of all. “Hey Kyle, why don’t we just take some of James’ GoodNites for ourselves?” he said. The two blonde brothers looked at each other and laughed at how stupid they were for not thinking of it sooner. “Now,” Kevin continued, “the only problem is that we can’t use them for, err, emptying our insides, if you will. ‘Cause then we would have to get rid of them and get new ones, and Mom would get suspicious. But all we have to do is put on James’ used ones and we could wet those with no problems.” Kyle decided that was a great idea, and the twins were about to get right to work, when their mom came home. Their brilliant diaper plan would have to wait for another time. ~Chapter 6 – Patrick’s House~ Meanwhile, as his older brothers were debating on the best way to get diapers, James was having fun with his friend Patrick. It was remarkable how alike the two friends looked. They both had blue eyes, blonde hair that reached about halfway down their ears, and both were about the same size. Their height and weight were about normal for 6- year olds, but obviously not that big. The two boys were playing checkers when James felt a pressure in his bladder. He briefly wished he had one of his GoodNites on, but since he didn’t, the little boy got up to go pee in the bathroom. He was walking out of the bathroom after finishing (half of his pee had ended up on the front of his pants instead of in the toilet – which was typical for him) when he noticed the bathroom closet was open a little, and something familiar was on the shelf. He opened it wide and saw a package of Pampers Size 6! James then went through the trashcan, and found an unbelievably soaked diaper. He decided that there was one more thing he and Patrick had in common – bedwetting! But on this James was not quite right, as he would figure out in a little while. James went back to his friend and they finished their game. Patrick wanted to watch cartoons, and his friend agreed. As they walked to the TV, James heard a most familiar sound. A crinkling sound was coming from his friend’s pants! James looked a bit closer, and sure enough there was a diaper shape and bulge under Patrick’s clothes. He had always noticed the bulge, crinkle, and occasionally an odor from his friend, but until experiencing all these things first-hand, James had never put them together. Patrick wasn’t just a bed wetter, he was a day wetter too, and wore diapers all day and all night! James wanted to get a closer look at the diapers on his friend. First, he “accidentally” dropped the TV remote in front of Patrick. James asked him if he could grab it. When Patrick bent down, James confirmed that he was in Pampers by the top sticking up over his pants. Later, they went to Patrick’s room to play board games he had up there. The two little boys had just started on a game of Candy Land when James caught a whiff of a really bad smell coming from Patrick. He couldn’t believe it – Patrick had just pooped in his diapers right in front of him! James decided now was the time to let his friend know that he knew about the diapers. “Geez, Patrick, do you smell that?” James bluffed. Patrick’s eyes grew wide and appeared very scared. “Uh, uh, no, no I don’t. It must be in your, your, um, your head.” he panted in a frightened voice. “No, I definitely smell something. It’s kind of like poop.” “There’s no smell James! It’s in your head!” “Patrick, give it up. I know about your diapers, I saw the Pampers package in the bathroom closet and the used diaper in the trash. And it’s obvious you just dropped a load into another one.” Patrick’s eyes welled up and he began to sob. James felt terrible for making his friend cry. He put his arm around Patrick’s shoulders to comfort him. When he kept crying, James pulled him closer and whispered in his friend’s ear that he had to wear GoodNites for bedwetting, and furthermore, liked it. That got Patrick’s attention, and he stopped crying. He motioned for James to follow him. They went to the upstairs linen closet. What lay inside of it was truly a feast for little James’ eyes. Diapers upon diapers were laid out on the shelves. Pampers, Huggies, Luvs, GoodNites, Pull-Ups, and Easy-Ups were just a few of the better known ones that the little boy recognized. “So James, the story behind this is that my parents were never able to potty-train me. They kept trying, but I just kept wetting and messing. Eventually, when I was five, they gave up and just bought as many diapers as they could. They taught me how to change myself, so whenever I want, I just go and grab one of these. They never change me, so I can stay in my used diapers as long as I please. And believe me, it’s a long time. Once, I went two days without a new one. You should’ve seen how much it bulged and sagged! In fact, my parents took a picture of it. I’ll show you.” Patrick went to his room and came back with a photo taken about a year ago. It showed a little blonde haired boy standing in his room in nothing but a diaper that was obviously filled to the top. It sagged down almost to Patrick’s knees! He pulled out another picture that showed him taking it off. The diaper was covered, front to back, top to bottom, with pee and poop! They agreed, it was a great picture. “Hey Patrick, I’m sorry I made you cry earlier.” James said. “Don’t worry about it, we’re still friends.” Then, James and Patrick gave each other a hug. Patrick’s mom saw this last part and thought it was the most adorable thing she had ever seen in her life. She quickly ran to get her camera, and managed to snap a picture of the two little boys embracing. When she left, Patrick told James that if he wanted to, he could put one of the diapers on. James made a move toward the Huggies, but just then his mom came in the door to take him home. He sighed, thanked Patrick and his mom for letting him come to their house, and left for home with his own mom. ~Chapter 7 – GoodNites: Party of Three~ Once their mom drove off to get James, Kevin and Kyle seized the opportunity. They ran upstairs and grabbed two GoodNites out of the package in their little brother’s closet. After hiding both GoodNites under their bed, the twins decided to find out what a wet one felt like. They went back to James’ room, and pulled out the wet one that the little boy had wore the night before. Since Kevin had thought of the idea, he got to try it on first. After adjusting it, the 10-year old closed his eyes, wet it himself to warm it up, and just enjoyed the great feeling of his own urine pressed up against his butt and genitals. Kyle stared, and thought in his head that his twin brother looked really cute in a wet GoodNite. “Boy,” Kevin said, “for such a little kid, James really can wet the bed.” Kyle laughed, and his brother handed the GoodNite over to him for his turn. Kyle did exactly the same thing Kevin did – closed his eyes, added his own pee, and enjoyed the heavenly feeling. Then they heard the garage door opening. The GoodNite was placed back into its place in the garbage can, and the twins put their clothes on. “Hey guys!” James said. Even though the little guy was always full of energy, today he seemed particularly jaunty and happy, as it should be for a boy who has just found out his friend wets and poops in diapers. “What’s up buddy?” Kyle said in response, “How was your day at Patrick’s?” “Better than you could ever imagine,” their little brother replied with a big smile on his face. “Yeah, ours too.” After dinner and some fun, it was time for the boys to get ready for bed. Their dad was on a two weeklong business trip to Chicago, so the boys got ready as fast as they could, somehow believing that the sooner they went to sleep each night, the sooner the two weeks would be up. But there was another reason as well – the thought of the GoodNites awaiting Kevin, Kyle and James in their rooms. For the first time, the brothers rushed to get their pajamas on. Almost simultaneously, the three little boys grabbed a GoodNite, put their feet in the leg holes, pulled the crinkly “nighttime underwear” up to their waists, and enjoyed the feeling of the glorified diaper that covered their privates and their butts. Then they covered it up with their PJ’s, and went to the bathroom to brush their teeth. The brothers started playing one of their favorite games – spanking. They started whacking each other on the butt. The first one to start crying lost. When James got a hand on his older brothers, he didn’t get the familiar feel and of his hand on their bottom. Instead, he heard a crinkling…almost as if they were wearing GoodNites too. But the little boy didn’t have time to think about it, as Kevin came up behind him and gave him a swat so hard it immediately brought tears to his eyes. With the game over, the brothers went to their respective rooms to fall asleep after a long (and diapered) day. James completely forgot about thinking his brothers had GoodNites on after Kevin’s spanking, which still hurt ten minutes after he climbed into bed. The next morning, the twins woke up with pressure in their bladders. They reluctantly took off their GoodNites, put them back under the bed, and used the toilet. Twenty minutes later, James woke up with the same pressure in his bladder, but he on the other hand emptied it into a GoodNite already soaked involuntarily because of his nighttime incontinence. They all went downstairs thinking about the great night they had, and indulged on their mom’s fresh blueberry muffins and milk, the latter of which would inevitably come out later for James in a GoodNite. ~Chapter 8 – The James River~ The rest of the week passed fairly quickly, with nothing much exciting going on. Kevin and Kyle were still enjoying their GoodNites, and James was still wetting the bed every night. The trashcan now had a total of eight soaking wet GoodNites in them. Whenever they got a chance, the twins went in and tried one on. Their dad was still away in Chicago, and the boys really wanted him to come home. Kyle and Kevin especially missed playing catch in the backyard with him, as he was basically the only one who could throw accurately. James was now occasionally getting overwhelming urges to wear GoodNites during the day after being at Patrick’s house. He remembered that he got them at night by bedwetting. Maybe he could get them during the day if he started daywetting. So one day, when he tripped and fell while running around outside, he knew he could use it as an excuse to pee his pants. James pushed, and sure enough, urine flowed out into his pants. The wet spot grew larger and larger and started running down his leg. Once he was done, he got some tears going to add to the effect, and went inside. “Mommy, I was running and I fell. And when I did I wet my pants!” he said while fake crying. “Oh sweetie, are you okay? Poor kid, that must’ve been one heck of a fall to make you pee your pants.” she said. James nodded, and said it was really bad and it really hurt. His mom gave him a hug and a kiss to comfort her little boy, and started lovingly taking his wet clothes off. After his stained shorts and now yellowed white underwear was taken off, she ran up to his room to get new clothes. While she was doing that, Kyle and Kevin walked in to see their little brother standing in the kitchen with no pants on and wiping his eyes. “What happened James? Where are your pants?” asked Kevin. James quickly brought up some more forced tears in order to fool his brothers. “I…I fell outside and when I did I wet myself.” “Are you okay?” “Not really. It still hurts pretty bad.” Which was not quite the truth. The little boy was still in pain, but he was more than alright after flooding his underwear and pants with warm pee. He knew it was the first step to daytime diapers. Just then, his mom came down with some fresh underwear and pants. James put them on and ran outside to play again. But his wet pants experiences were far from over. Three days later, as he was eating lunch, James decided to increase his daytime diaper chances. He gulped down four glasses of milk in about two minutes. “Boy James, you sure are thirsty,” his mom observed. “Yeah, I didn’t have anything to drink this morning, so you know.” he responded. The effect from those four drinks began about five minutes later. James felt a lot of urine wanting to come out. He knew this wetting would be a big one. After one more glass of milk to add to his bladder, James stopped holding it in. A stream of pee went from inside his small body to his underwear and pants. His mom heard the hissing sound and the drips hitting the floor. She knew what it was, having heard it often enough while potty training her three boys. James pretended to appear horrified at the sight of the wetness growing on his shorts. “James! Quick, run to the bathroom!” his mom yelled. He didn’t want to, but knew that he would have to so it wouldn’t look suspicious. After finishing it off in the toilet, his mom came in. James buried his face in her arms and started sobbing hysterically (although it wasn’t genuine). “There, there honey. You’re just a little boy, these things happen to little boys sometimes.” Her youngest son still didn’t stop crying though. “Don’t worry James, I’m not mad. Everybody wets their pants at some point in their childhood. I did, your father did, your brothers did, everybody did.” This seemed to calm the little guy down. “I guess I shouldn’t have had all that milk.” he said. “Yeah, downing five glasses was kind of asking for it.” his mom responded. This brought a smile to James’ face, and his mom knew everything was all right in her son’s world again. ~Chapter 9 – Plugging the James River~ A few days (and a few wet GoodNites) later, the boys’ dad came home. He was immediately barraged by hugs, kisses, and most of all questions from his three little boys. How was Chicago?, Where is Chicago?, Did you take a plane?, Was it fun?, Did you miss us?, What did you do?, etc. Their dad just laughed and said he would answer all their questions later, after he got a nice cold beer. After he was done relaxing for a while, he asked if anybody wanted to go see a movie. Kyle, Kevin, and James immediately answered yes, but their mom said she had a bit of a headache and would rather lie down at home. “Well okay honey.” said the boys’ dad, “I guess it’s guys night out.” The three boys kissed their mom goodbye, and headed to the movies. Once there, each boy got the biggest soda available. This was especially good for James. Today he was planning to wet his pants again. He had been drinking as many liquids as possible, and had not gone to the bathroom at all. The urge to pee was already overwhelming, and with the addition of the big soda, he was sure to wet – if not on purpose then he surely would accidentally before getting home. They settled down in their chairs to watch the movie. James was downing the soda as fast as he could. He was hoping that if this third wetting was massive enough, then his parents would decide to put him in GoodNites all day. About ten minutes into the movie, James finished the soda. He waited a few minutes for it to enter his bladder, and then let loose. Wow, he thought, he really had to go. James was peeing for almost three minutes without stopping. Once finished, he evaluated how wet he was. The warm wetness in his pants spread to his knees, and pee was running down his leg. There was a big puddle on the seat and the floor. James closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a few minutes. Then he tugged his dad’s arm and informed him as to what had happened. The boys’ dad only had to look for a second before deciding that they had to go home. Kevin and Kyle protested for a minute, but agreed when their dad told them he would bring to back to see whatever movie they wanted tomorrow. The boys’ mom knew something was wrong when her husband and sons came home so quickly. First, the twins came in, looking pretty happy since they had sodas and could see whatever movie they wanted instead of what their little brother wanted tomorrow. Then their dad came in, looking rather glum. Finally, James came in crying, with a big wet spot on his jeans and smelling of pee. “Well, I’d tell you why we’re home early, but I think you can figure it out yourself.” the boys’ dad said to their mom. She went to her youngest son and gave him a comforting hug. “I’m sorry, Mommy, I ruined the night. I couldn’t help it, I had just drank a big soda and…and…” James stammered. “Shh, James sweetie, it’s okay. Go up, get changed, and come back down to the kitchen. Your father and I want to have a talk with you.” Five minutes later, James came back into the kitchen in fresh underwear and jeans. His dad started the meeting off. “Now, son, your mom tells me that this isn’t the first daytime accident you’ve had. Now, we know it’s not your fault, but you see, we have to do something about it.” James got really excited in his head. His mom had said almost the exact same thing two weeks ago right before she told him that he had to wear GoodNites for his bedwetting! “We know that you’re already upset about having to wear protection at night, (James laughed in his head at that absurdity) but we’re going to have to ask you to wear your GoodNites during the day. Now, this is only until the accidents stop, just like nighttime. I’m sure it won’t be for long James. Your bladder probably just hasn’t grown enough yet. That kind of thing happens to lots of kids your age. Are you okay with this son?” his dad continued. James was more than okay with this, but he couldn’t let that show to his parents. James gathered up some more tears and began to sob again. “I know you don’t want to honey, but it’s the best thing for now. Now, you’ve got about an hour or two before bed. So if you go up and get a GoodNite, we’ll let you watch TV until then.” said his mom. James nodded, and ran up to his room, celebrating in his head. He could not only wear GoodNites 24/7, but wet them too! James put one on under his jeans and watched TV for about an hour until he fell asleep on the couch. His mom smiled at the adorable sight of her little boy curled up in front of the TV. She picked him up and brought him to his room. As she was getting him out of his clothes and into his pajamas, she noticed that his GoodNite was already wet. After thinking about changing him, she decided not to wake James up and put him to bed in a wet GoodNite. I guess he’s still my little baby after all, she thought. ~Chapter 10 – Heat of the Moment~ The next day, James woke up in a GoodNite that was soaked with urine as usual. But today, he would not have to take it off. The wet GoodNite was the first thing he noticed. The second was that it was extremely hot in the house. He took off his PJ’s, but didn’t put any clothes on because of the heat. So James went downstairs in nothing but a sagging GoodNite. “Good morning Mommy. Why is it so hot in here?” he asked. “Oh, good morning, sweetheart. Well, the air conditioner broke last night, so thus the heat. We’re just going to have to deal with it until a repairman gets here this afternoon. Anyways, don’t you want to get a fresh GoodNite on? The one you’ve got on right now is soaked!” she said. “Nah, I’m really hungry right now. I’ll change afterwards.” Kyle and Kevin came down a few minutes later, after hiding the GoodNites they were still wearing at night under the bed. They too had not put on pants or a shirt, and were in nothing but their underwear. It was a funny sight for James, and he burst out laughing. The twins had their own sight to behold however. The first thing they saw was their little brother in a wet GoodNite. “Uh, James, why are you in your GoodNites? It’s not night anymore, in case you hadn’t noticed.” Kyle said. “James has to wear GoodNites during the day now, because of the accidents he’s been having. Now, don’t you dare make fun of him or make him cry! If you do, so help me God I will spank you until your butt cheeks fall off!” their mom threatened. All three boys burst out laughing at this. “Don’t worry Mom, we won’t make James cry. Us making fun of him for GoodNites would be really hypocritical, since we used them too.” Kyle said. He was a big reader, and loved using new words that he learned. “Good, because I will follow through on that threat if you do, don’t worry about that.” A few hours later, the repairman showed up. The twins put on shirts and pants since they would be extremely embarrassed if a stranger saw them in their underwear. James, on the other hand, had no shame and let the man see him in just GoodNites. The repairman didn’t mind one bit, as his own 6-year old son wore them for bedwetting as well. Finally, about an hour later, the air conditioner was fixed and the temperature in the house began to return to normal. As he was walking out, the man gave James one last glance. The twins, who saw it, knew what he was thinking, and explained their little brother’s problems. “Oh, I know. My own son, David, who’s about your little brother's age, wears them for bedwetting too.” the repairman said as he left the house. Once he was gone, the boys all looked at each other with wide eyes. They had seen the man’s last name on some paperwork, and there was a boy in James’ class named David with that same last name! “David wears GoodNites?” said Kevin. “I guess so. Man, that’s so cool!” responded James. He decided that sometime during the summer, he would have to have David come to his house for a sleepover to see if it was true.