J.J.'s Tapes Hi. My name is Brian and I am twelve years old. I have one brother whose name is J.J. and he is ten years old. We were a pretty normal family up until a few months ago. J.J. has always liked to listen to music while he sleeps and we sleep in the same room together so I am used to it. One night he put on a tape that sounded like ocean surf. "What is that tape?" I asked him. "Oh, I got some nature tapes for a change," he replied. "Does it bother you?" "No. I like it," I answered. About a week later, I woke up and my bed was soaking wet. I went and told my Mom and she came in our room. She took off the sheets and mattress pad. "Oh my. It soaked all the way through to the mattress. We had better let it dry before you put clean sheets on it." The next night, the same thing happened. "Brian, do you feel okay?" my Mom asked. "Are you having any burning when you pee or anything?" "No Mom. I feel fine," I replied. "Okay. Clean up and get ready for school," she said. The next night I noticed a crinkly sound under my sheets. My Mom had put a vinyl cover on my mattress. It is a good thing, too, because I kept wetting my bed. After about a week my Mom said, "I am taking you to the doctor today. I want to make sure that you aren't sick or anything." That afternoon I went to the doctor. He gave me a thorough going over and talked to me a lot. Then he spoke to my Mom. She told me later what he said. "I can't find anything physically wrong with Brian. He does not have an infection and I have given him a lot of neurological tests and they are all normal. Occasionally a boy will start wetting the bed again during puberty because of all the sexual stimulation, or it is possible that there is a psychological cause, although he seems like a very happy young man. There are some diapers called, Goodnites that are made for boys his age. They might make things a little easier for the time being." On the way home from the doctor we stopped and got some Goodnites. I held the package on the way home and I got a big erection. I could hardly wait to put one on. That night I wore my first one. My brother changed to another tape that had the sound of a mountain brook. The next morning my diaper was soaked. I wore it to breakfast anyway because it felt good. Another week went by and I was still wetting every night. One morning I slept a little late and got up and showered and dressed for school before I had breakfast. I was eating my cereal when all of a sudden I realized that I was wetting my pants. I tried to stop but I seemed to have no control over it. I stood up and my Mom saw what was happening. "Brian, what is going on? You just wet in your pants!" "I know, Mom," I said. "It just seemed to happen all by itself." "Well go change your clothes and put on one of your diapers. You had better bring a spare just in case!" she said. So I started wearing diapers to school every day and using them. I wore them at home all the time, too. I just wet myself all the time and had no control over it. It didn't bother me a bit. My Mom took me to the doctor again and he did some more tests. He asked me if I liked wearing diapers and I admitted that I did like it. He asked me if I was wetting on purpose and I told him that I wasn't. I figured it was shrinksville for me, but after we left the doctor my Mom just said, "I am going to get you some cloth diapers and plastic pants. Those disposables are pretty expensive and you are using a lot of them." So on the way home we stopped at a place that sold diapers in all sizes and shapes. A young man greeted us when we entered the store. "May I help you?" he asked. "Yes, I want to get some diapers for my son," said my Mom. "Is this the young man in question?" the man asked. I blushed a bit. "Yes," said my Mom. "I am sure we have just what he needs," said the man cheerfully. He measured me and then went back and got several different types of diaper. "I recommend the "Super Thicks," he said. "They are all cotton and just one of them will get a boy of this young man's age through a whole night. We also have some Extra Thicks which are a little leaner and less cumbersome during the day." My Mom opted for the pure white Super Thicks. She also got me some plastic pants which were translucent and very soft. When we got home she had me lie down while she pulled down my pants and the sodden "Goodnite". Then she diapered me with the new Super Thick. My penis was so hard that I was afraid it would break off during the process! "You can still use the "Goodnites" for school," she said. They don't show as much as these Super Thicks." That night I went to bed in my soft Super Thick and felt really good. J.J. put on a different tape. This one had wind and soft jungle sounds. I imagine you can guess what happened next. I was in the living room watching TV with J.J. when I felt a pressure in my bowel. The next thing I knew my poop started pushing itself out. It felt so good! I got a huge hard-on and went into our bedroom. I pulled my pants down and started stroking myself though the diaper and plastic pants. Then I came and my diaper was filled with pee, poop and cum. It felt glorious. It felt kind of weird to me that all this felt so good, though. J.J. came into the room and said, "You went poop in your diaper, didn't you?" "Yeah, I did," I said. "You must think your big brother is a real weirdo, huh?" "No. I think it is neat!" he said, to my surprise. When it was time for my diaper change I had to confess. "Uh, Mom, I kind of went poop in my diaper." "Brian, are you doing this on purpose?" "No Mom. Honest," I said. I kept pooping in my diaper in the days that followed and finally my Mom took me to a psychologist. He asked me all kinds of questions and made me take a whole bunch of tests. Finally he said to me, "Brian, if there were a way to get you out of diapers for good would you be interested in trying it?" I thought about it and said, "Well the diapers are not really bothering me. If my Mom wants me to do it, I guess I would try it." "Do you like wearing diapers?" he asked. "Yes, I do," I said. The psychologist spoke to my Mom and told her, "Brian seems to be a fairly happy and well-adjusted boy. I think that he may have a diaper fetish or be an infantalist. His conscious mind will not let him deliberately wet or defecate in his pants so I think that his unconscious mind took over and is making him do it involuntarily. It does not seem to bother him a bit. If you like we could try aversion therapy, but that is usually only successful if a patient is motivated to change." My Mom replied, "Well, as long as there is nothing seriously wrong with him that is making him incontinent, then I think we will just accept it. If it is a diaper fetish or something, well, that is better than him getting into drugs or something." On the way home I said to my Mom, "Mom, I'm sorry to be so much trouble. I know the diaper changing and everything is hard on you." "To tell the truth, Brian, I am kind of enjoying changing your diapers again. I wonder how long it will be before J.J. decides to get in the act!" That night J.J. and I both got in bed. I noticed that the tape was softer than usual. I said, "Hey J.J. Turn the tape up a little, will you?" He didn't answer. I got up and went over to his bed. Then I saw that he was wearing earplugs. I looked at the tape machine and I was going to turn up the volume, but first I stopped it and lifted it out of the machine. The label on the tape said, "BABYLAND SUBLIMINAL HYPNOSIS TAPE 3: 24 Hour Wetting and Messing." At this point J.J. sat up quickly and removed his earplugs. "What have you been pulling on J.J.? You make me listen to weird hypnosis tapes while you wear earplugs? What's the big idea?" I said. "I'm sorry Brian. I got the tapes for me, but I was chicken, so I decided to try them out on you first. The instructions said that nothing would happen that was against your will, so you must like it or it wouldn't have worked," J.J. said. "That may be true, but it was still a really sneaky thing to do," I said. "Are you going to tell Mom?" he asked "No, but there is a condition. You are going to throw out those earplugs and we are going to start back at Tape 1 so you can catch up to me," I said. The End