| Title:
| Looking for the Fountain of Youth
|
| Name:
| Woodcutter
|
| Email:
| [email protected]
|
| Gender:
| Male
|
| Current Age:
| 50
|
| Posting Date:
| 06/14/09
|
| Story Contents:
|
| A- Post-toddler (4-8)* | ● | R- Sisters, other girls* | ●
| | B- Pre-teen (9-12)* | ● | S- Babysitters |
| | C- Teen (13-17) | | T- Masturbation | ●
| | D- Adult (18+) | | U- Sexual situations | ●
| | E- Cloth diapers* | | V- Gay |
| | F- Disposable diapers | ● | W- Erections | ●
| | G- Pee | ● | X- Bedwetting | ●
| | H- Poop* | ● | Y- Accidents | ●
| | I- Exposed diapers/pantslessness* | ● | Z- Punishment/Diaper Discipline | ●
| | J- Multiple diapers* | | 1- Female Domination* |
| | K- Baby paraphernalia | | 2- Enemas | ●
| | L- Mother | ● | 3- Restraints | ●
| | M- Father | | 4- Crying | ●
| | N- Aunt | | 5- Spanking |
| | O- Uncle | | 6- Humiliation |
| | P- Brothers (diapered) | | 7- Babying |
| | Q- Brothers (not diapered) | | 8- Regression |
| | *Denotes Deekerian story elements
|
|
| Summary:
|
Two scientists look for a way to become younger and one makes it but becomes incontinent
for the rest of his life.
|
| Deekerian Score (20 is max.)
[?]:
|
14 (70%)
|
Looking For The Fountain Of Youth
Written By Woodcutter
I�m a 30-year-old scientist assistant. My boss and I been looking for a
way too make someone younger. He�s a lot older then me. He�s 60 years
old and he said he was running out of time to find the solution to the
problem. What we�ve been working on is a mix of chemicals injected in
the body. Then they�re put in a chamber where modified gamma radiation
is absorbed in the body. It actually causes the body to shrink. We�ve
been using rats for our experiments. On the cameras in the chambers it
looks like it�s very painful to go through it , and after they can�t
remember how to do the maze anymore so we think they lose there memory
in the process, but they definitely get smaller and younger. We�re so
very close to our goal.
He told me he was going to use the experiment on himself I argued with
him and said �there�s no way we can know that the same thing will
happen to a person as it did to the rats.� He came back with �This is a
way of finding out one way or the other.�
Then one night after we went home for the night he can back to the lab
and did the experiment on himself. When I came in the next morning I
hear this really muffled crying. I started to look around for it I
walked around the lab until I came to the gamma chamber. It was coming
from there, then I thought to my self, �OH MY GOD! He didn�t!�
I opened it and I was looking at this very young boy sitting there
naked. His legs and one arm were strapped in. He was there looking back
at me crying his eyes out then he said, �it hurts, really bad!� I
stepped in the chamber then I noticed he peed on the floor. I just
thought he did it because of the pain he just went through. I checked
him out and when I moved his arm he screamed and the same time when I
moved his legs his joints were very stiff and sore from what he went
through. I gave him some pain killer for the pain and he went to sleep
I laid him down on the cot in the doctor�s office and covered him up. I
went back to the computer to check the recording and watched as the
doctor turned back into a child. I kept watching after he passed out.
He was sitting there and then he peed. I didn�t think much of it. After
a while he woke up screaming. According to the timer he was there for
five and a half hours before I came in.
I was checking the data and tried to find out how many years he lost.
According to the computer�s calculations the boy I found was six years
old. My god, he lost fifty-four years! What the hell am I going to do?!
I started to try to figure out how I�m going to reverse this. After a
few hours I heard some whimpering from the office. I went in and he was
awake, crying.
�Where am I? Who are you? What�s my name?� I thought, oh no, it
happened to him, too. I knelt down next to the cot and held his hand
and told him, �It�s okay, son, you�ll be alright now. My name is Jesse.
I�m going to help you.�
He looked at me and said, �Are you my daddy?�
I looked at him, studying him. I wasn�t sure what to say so I said the
first thing that can in my head: �Yes, I am, baby, it�s going to be
fine; you�ll see, sweetie.�
I pulled the cover off him and noticed he peed again. A few times I
looked and thought, �That�s strange, what�s up with that? I picked him
up. He winched. I carried him out to the lab and sat him down on the
examining table looked around and found his lab coat put it on him. It
was huge on him.
I called my wife and told her what happened during the night and
morning. I told her everything we had been doing all along every night
at the dinner table. She and my two girls never agreed with us and said
we were playing god or something. I told her, �I�m going to need some
clothes for this kid.� She said, �you�ll need to measure him and let me
know.� I told her �Okay, I�ll call you back later and let you know.�
I went back to the boy. He was still sitting there, and yes, he peed
again. I was starting to worry that his peeing might be a side effect
of the experiment. We always used rats and they peed and pooped
anywhere they went, so we never paid any attention to it; now I am.
I took notes on the subject then I cleaned up the pee and the boy. I
laid him down on the table and measured everything-- his feet, legs
from ankle to knee, knee to hip, crouch to shoulder, finger to wrist,
wrist to elbow, elbow to shoulder, his neck around it shoulder to head,
nick to top of head, around his head, his waist his chest and his
shoulders. I even measured his penis, soft and erect, then I took him
over and weighed him and checked his total height. I wrote it all in
the ledger.
I called my wife and gave her all the measurements and I mean all of
them. She started to laugh so hard she was crying. It took her about
five minutes for her to be able to talk and said, �you are such a
scientist. I don�t need all of that. I certainly don�t need to know how
big his penis is, good lord!� She said she would be there in a couple
of hours I said, �Oh yea, I forgot something I don�t think he�s potty
trained.� There was a silence then she said, �Oh really? Why is that
you said he was about six, didn�t you?� I said, �Yea, that�s what the
computer calculated; is there a problem?�
She then said, �No, no, I�m just a little concerned about that, that�s
all.�
I told her, �Yea, me too. I think it may be a side affect. Another side
effect is the loss of memory.�
�Oh dear, do you think that why his peeing like that? He doesn�t
remember that he�s suppose to go to the potty,� she said. I told her �I
hope that�s all it is, we�ll see you later.�
She said goodbye and I went back to work. The boy started to cry again,
I went to him and asked him �what�s going on, son?�
He said, �it hurts again.�
I asked him �Where does it hurt, baby?�
He pointed to his legs and arms and head and shoulders and his tummy to
say he�s hurting all over again. I got a shot ready he said he was
thirsty. I gave him a glass of water then told him to lie down; he did.
Then I rolled him over and gave him the shot. I can get in some very
big trouble for giving him medicine by syringe since I�m not licensed
for it.
He went to sleep in no time and I covered him up. I went back to work
on the computer again trying to reverse this mess. I forgot how time
consuming a young child around can be. My girls are older; my oldest is
13 and my youngest is 10 so its been a while.
I was working, then all of a sudden I heard this loud, wet fart. It
wasn�t too long before this odor hit me. I thought, �Oh no, not that,
too.� I hope it�s because I medicated him that he didn�t wake up for
that. Then I remembered he said his tummy hurt, I�m a dumbass. I went
over to him and uncovered him. Oh man, what a mess there was! Shit all
over the table! It took me a while to clean him up and the table.
Next thing I know my wife was pounding on the door. I opened the door
and she was standing there with her arms loaded up with bags. I looked
at her and said, �what the hell? I said a few things to put him in, not
the whole store!�
She came in and told me to shut up, because I didn�t know what he
needed. I said, �he doesn�t have anything. He was a full-grown man 12
hours ago! Now he�s a child three and a half tall.�
She looked at my then said, �Don�t you snap at my for your bosses
stupidity
�I�m sorry I�m just so fried over this,� I said. She went over to the
boy and looked at him she said, �He�s so cute and sweet, isn�t he?� I
just looked at her. She pulled the covers back and looked at me then
said, �How can you tie him down like this?�
I stepped back a steep and said �I didn�t want him to fall off the
table.�
�So why didn�t you put him in the office on the cot?�
I said, �Because he peed in it, that�s why!�
She sai,d �oh okay, I�m sorry for snapping at you this time.�
As she was standing there the cover was starting to get wet. I said,
�Oh shit, he�s doing it again, look!�
She looked at where his penis is. The covers were getting wetter. She
just said, �Oh my god, the poor little thing!� She ran to the sink and
got a wash cloth wet with warm water and a towel. She came back and
pulled the covers back.
�Oh, he�s so small. You sure he�s only six? He looks younger then
that.�
�That�s what the computer calculated it to be,� I told her. She looked
at me then looked at him and back at me and said, �I think your
computer blew a transistor or something.�
�I don�t think so.�
�Well, anyway, look what I bought for him� she pulled out some shorts
and some long pants then some t-shirts and some other dressier shirts.
Then she said, �Look at these darling little shoes I found.� I looked
at her stunned, and then I shook my head and said, �Honey, you only
needed something to wear so we can get him home.�
She said �I know, sweetie, but I couldn�t resist. You know I always
wanted a little boy!�
I asked her �You do know this is my boss, don�t you?�
�Well, yeah, but not anymore,� she said .
�Did you get him underwear to put on?�
�No, I got him these instead.� She pulled out this pack of baby diapers
out of the other bag. She washed him up and looked at me and said,
�What did you do to him? He didn�t even wake up when I washed him!�
I said, �He was screaming and crying that it was hurting, so I gave him
a shot for the pain.�
I could see the red in her eyes then said, �Are you out of your mind?
You�re not a doctor!� I said, �I know, but he was in so much pain I
didn�t know what else to do.�
She asked me, �You try cuddling and rocking him until he fell asleep?�
�Well, no, I was a little side tracked.�
My wife put the baby diapers on him. They seem really thick to me and I
asked her about them. She said, �They�re nighttime diapers and I think
he�s going to need them the way he keep peeing. Did he poop yet?�
I said, �Oh yes, I almost forgot. He did all over the table there. I
cleaned it up about a hour before you got here.�
She put his feet together to lift his butt up and put the diaper under
him and taped them up. She asked me to help her to get him dressed. I
looked at him and thought that he looked really nice in those diapers.
Then I picked him up so my wife could get his shorts on, then a shirt.
I laid him down and she put some socks and his shoes on now he was all
dressed.
I told her, �So honey, now we have to talk.� We sat down at my desk and
I asked her, �If I can�t find a way to fix this-- which I don�t think I
can-- what are we going to do with him?� She looked at me and said,
�How could you say that? We�ll raise him, of course. What are you
thinking anyway?�
�No, no, honey I just had to ask to make sure I wasn�t stepping over
the line. Yes, we�ll raise him as our child. That�s the least I could
do for him.�
All of a sudden there was this blood-curdling scream. We both jumped up
and ran into the lab. He was setting up screaming. He looked at me and
said, �DADDY! HELP ME! I�M SCARED!�
We ran over to him. He grabbed me around my neck so tightly he was
choking me. My wife tried to hold his hand and rubbed his head saying,
�Honey, honey, please let go of daddy�s neck your choking him! Come on,
sweetie. Let go, you�re safe now.�
At the sound of my voice he started to loosen his grip from his neck
and raised his head off his shoulder and then looked at me. I smiled at
him and he let go and sat back down on the table on his very padded and
apparently wet butt. He looked at me again and said �Who, who are you,
are you my mommy?�
My wife�s heart just melded. She looked at this scared, tiny darling
boy, tears streaming down her face. She scooped him up and hugged him
and patted his padded butt.
He was sitting on the exam table and looked at my wife and asked her,
�Are you my mommy?� She looked at me for approval. I nodded my head
yes. She looked at him and said, �Yes I am, baby, and now we�re going
to go home. It�s getting late.�
I went to the computer and sat there with my finger on the delete
button. If I do this the entire experiment well be gone and there�s no
turning back. I looked at her and asked, �Are you sure? When I push
this it�s all gone. Then he�s our son, for good or bad.�
She looked over at the boy setting there shaking then said, �Yes, I�m
sure,� so I did it just like that. I gathered up all the notes of the
doctor�s and of mine, put them in a box, and then we left closing the
door behind us. I put the box in the trunk of the car she put him in
the back seat then said, �Oh my god! I forgot to get a car seat for
him!�
I told her it was okay for just one night, we�d get one tomorrow. As we
were driving home my mind was racing. What did I get us into? How can I
tell her he may be incontinent both ways on top of it? I thought, then
it came to me and said, �I think we need to get him to a doctor to get
him checked out real soon.�
She said, �How can we do that? Your insurance doesn�t have you down as
having a son.�
�I know someone in the administration office that owes me a huge favor
and I think this qualifies as huge, don�t you?�
She smiled at me and said, �Yea, I�d say so.�
She turned to look at him he was sleeping again then she said, �Oh my,
he peed so much in his diaper it�s leaking! He�s all wet again! Do you
think he has a problem with his bladder control, do you?�
I looked at him then at her then back at the road and said, �It�s
entirely possible. I don�t know what that damn machine did to him. We
only used it on rats before. How can you tell if rats are incontinent
or not? They go everywhere.�
�Oh dear, the poor little thing. Is that why he doesn�t remember
anything about what happened?� she asked.
�Yea, I�m afraid so.�
We pulled in the driveway and straight in the garage and closed the
door. I carried him in. My girls were there waiting there all hyper and
dancing around excitedly. I carried him in the living room and laid him
down on the couch. My oldest had seen his pants were wet and said,
�Ewww, he peed his pants! What is he, a baby or something?�
I shot her a look and said, �Your mother well explain everything to
both of you.�
She took them into their room and sat them down. She told them
everything. I changed his diapers and let him lay there just in them
and his t-shirt. Then I went out and got all the notes out of the trunk
and hid them down in the crawl space under the house.
My oldest came out crying and said, �I�m so sorry, daddy, I didn�t know
he had a handicap. I feel so bad for what I said in there, I really do.
Please forgive me.�
I gave her a big hug and kissed her on the forehead and told her, �It�s
alright, honey. You didn�t know we didn�t warn you ahead of time, but
I�m afraid its worse then that.�
She looked at me and said, �How can it be worse then always peeing in
your pants?�
I said, �Honey, I think he may have a problem of pooping in them, too.�
Her mouth dropped open then she said, �Oh my god, daddy, how could you
do that to him?� Then I looked shocked at her.
�I didn�t do it.�
She gave me a stern look and said, �It was yours and the doctor�s
experiment, wasn�t it?� she said.
�Honey, I don�t know what your mom told you, but that is the doctor in
there and I didn�t know he was going to do it on himself. I found him
like that.�
She looked at me, blinked and said, �Oh god, daddy, what are we going
to do with him now?�
�He�s my son now, and your brother.�
In the morning I called my friend at the ad building. While on hold I
watched my wife bring the boy in and lay him down on the floor. She
untaped his diaper, and man, what a mess! His poop was all over! It was
a good thing the girls were still sleeping because it was really a
mess. I don�t know how they would have taken it. She just cleaned him
up some and said, �Come on, baby, let�s go take a bath and get you
cleaned up.�
They walked down the hall. He was naked and was not modest at all. My
friend came on the phone.
�Hey, buddy, what can I do for you?�
I said, �Well, I can�t tell you everything so you have to take my word
that it�s nothing illegal, but I need my records to show that I have a
son and he�s six years old now, that include insurance and I need it
yesterday. Can you help me? We�ll call it even then.�
There was a long silence.
�Wow, man, that�s really big. If I get busted doing this we�ll both get
fired for it. Let me see what I can do.�
I said, �That will be great, but I really need it done today so I can
get him to the doctor as soon as possible.�
He said, �Okay, okay, I�ll call you when I get it done.�
�Great, my friend; you�re one of a kind, bye.�
I told my wife and then I said, �I�m going to work. I have to make it
look like everything�s normal.� I went in to get dressed. I came back
out and the boy was setting there in just his diapers watching
cartoons. He had different diapers on. These were bigger and puffier. I
didn�t even think he could put his legs together I asked her, �Where
did you get those? They�re huge!� She said, �We have a bigger problem,
honey. I had to get these from a friend of mine who has a little older
boy who has a similar problem. Honey, every time he even bends over he
poops a little, so I don�t think he can hold that in, either, the poor
baby.�
I looked at him then her and said �Yea, I thought he might have that
problem, too. I just didn�t know how to tell you, that�s all. I�m
sorry.�
She said, �Oh honey, it�s really okay. I don�t mind. I love changing
his diapers. He�s so cute and I�m going to teach the girls how to do
it, too.�
I got to work and the owner of the company was in the lab when I came
in. He asked me, �Have you seen Doctor Adams? His daughter called and
said he hasn�t been home all night and she�s worried because his health
has been getting bad since they found the colon cancer.�
Right away I said, �No, I haven�t. I just got here myself. I didn�t
know he was sick. He never said anything about it to me.�
He said �He didn�t say anything to anybody. If he comes in today you
call me right away.�
I said, �Yes, sir.�
I called my wife and told her. She was very worried asked, �What if
they find out and come and get him and run experiments on him?�
I said, �Don�t worry. I�m taking care of it and covering all the
tracks. They�re not going to find him, I promise. And if he had colon
cancer that could explain a lot of things.�
I hung up and started to make fake documents on the computer. About the
time I got done my friend called and said, �It�s not even. You owe me
now; this was almost impposible, but I did it and I got a friend�s
number. He can get you a birth certificate straight from the county and
a social security card straight from the social security office, but it
will cost you a $1000 each.�
I told him, �You�re right, I do owe you big time. I know you could do
it.�
He said he would need the money as soon as possible.
�I�ll have it to you tomorrow,� I told him the name to put on the
documents and said see you later.
I got home and told my wife. She was so happy. She then asked, �What
are we going to name him?�
I said, �Let�s use his real last name for his first name.�
She said, �That�s great thinking; he�ll love it.�
He came in and tugged on her arm and said, �Mommy, I need my diaper
changed, please.�
I said, �Come on, Adam, I�ll do it for you.�
He stopped dead and looked at me and said, �Is that my name?�
I smiled and said, �Why yes, it is; do you like it?� He said yes. I
took him in the bathroom and he lay down on the floor. My wife already
had his diaper and baby powder and baby wipes in there. I knelt down
and undid the tape. He definitely needed changed. He peed and pooped. I
cleaned him up and put one of those big-ass diapers on him. I offered
to put his shorts on but he liked to run around in just his diapers and
t-shirt so I let him. I had to admit I loved watching him run around
like that; he was so cute.
Later that night it was time for bed. My wife and both daughters went
in to change Adam. She wanted to teach them how to change his diaper.
She laid him on the bed and showed them how to take the old ones off,
wiped him clean. They watched every step very closely. My wife could
see he was starting to get diaper rash. She told my youngest to go into
the bathroom and get the diaper cream. She came back with it and she
showed them how to put it on all over his butt and make sure to cover
his genitals. They started to giggle when he�s penis became erect. My
wife shot them a look and asked them, �What are you laughing about?
It�s perfectly natural for little boys� penises to do that when they
are stimulated by rubbing and such.�
My girls are home schooled so we try to take every opportunity to teach
them Adam will be, too. One good thing is he won�t be teased in school
for his diaper wearing. They diapered him up with an extra pad in his
diaper for nighttime. She also got him plastic pants to go over in case
of leaks. They got his pj�s on and in bed he went.
The next morning I got up a little early. I have a lot to do today. I
tried to be quiet but Adam heard us and came out of his room. I had
seen him and asked him, �What are you doing up, son? It�s a little
early for you.�
He said, �I heard a noise.�
Oh, I�m sorry, babe, I didn�t mean to wake you up. Well, let�s get you
changed since you�re up, okay?�
He shook his head yes and off we went. I got him changed then we ate
breakfast I left for work, but first I met my friend in the parking lot
and gave him the money for the documents. He said, �You�ll have them in
two days.� I thanked him and went to the lab.
There were a lot of people looking around; they were cops. I went in
and said, �What the hell is going on here?� A detective came up to me
and asked, �Are you Dr. Adams� assistant�
I said yes.
�When is the last time you saw the doctor?�
I told him, then he asked that did we do here at the lab. I told him,
�looking for the fountain of youth.�
�And did you find it?�
�NO! I don�t think we are even close!�
They were there all day. When they left the owner asked me if I can
pack all his personal things up and bring them to the office. I said,
�Sure, no problem.�
I went in the office and started to pack his stuff up. I opened his
locker and there at the bottom was a pack of adult diapers. I said to
myself, �that explains everything.� I got all done and went to the
owner�s office. He told me to take a week off with pay, and when I came
back I would be reassigned.
The next day I called an internal medicine doctor and made an
appointment in two days for Adam. Later I met my friend and gave him
the money. He said, �I�ll meet you tomorrow noon at the eatery down the
street from work.�
I said, �Great, see you tomorrow, buddy.�
It was good that his doctors appointment isn�t until three. I got home
and my wife was in the living room changing Adam.
�Looks like he exploded again; wow, what a mess!�
She cleaned him up the best she could the said, �Well, baby, you really
made a big mess. I think we�re going to have to get you in the bath to
get you clean, okay?�
He said, �Yea, I like playing in the water.�
Okay, let�s go.�
I was watching the girls watch him walk down the hall naked then they
looked at each other and giggled. The rest of the day went pretty much
the same way. He kept peeing and pooping. The four of us took turns
changing him.
The next day I met my friend at noon. He gave me the card and birth
certificate. I checked them out and told him, �They look like the real
thing.�
He said, �Dude they are the real thing, and you owe me lunch.�
I said, �I owe you more then lunch, my friend.�
He told me, �Well, I�ll settle for lunch right now,� so we ordered, and
while we ate he asked me, �So where did the kid come from? You
kidnapped him or something?�
I looked at him and laughed. �No, I didn�t, but I trust you, so I�m
going to tell you the story, but you have to give me your word that you
will not say a word to anyone, and after today you won�t mention his
name ever again.�
He studied me for a minute then said, �Okay, you got my word.�
So I told him the entire story; everything, his problem, everything. He
looked at me and said, �Wow, you two are going to have your hands full
with him, but if they find out about him I can�t image what they would
do to him. You have my word, my friend. From this day on I don�t know
anything.�
�Thanks, from me and Adam.�
I got home just in time to take him to the doctor with my wife. When we
were in the waiting room a few of the women was staring at Adam because
you could definitely see those big diapers under his shorts. One woman
asked her, �Isn�t he a little old for diapers?�
My wife looked at her and said, �It�s really none of your business but
we think he�s incontinent; that�s why we�re here.�
I just smiled, thinking about how she was already defending him like a
mother would. They called for Adam. They told us to strip him down to
his diaper and the doctor would be right with us. She could see he was
wet and she checked and he had a little pooh to so she changed him real
quick so she wouldn�t be embarrassed when the doctor checked him.
The doctor finally came in and said, �Well, well, what do we have here,
young man?� I told him that we�ve been trying to potty train him for
years put he just can�t do it. He said �Well, let�s check him out here,
shall we? Okay son, lay down and let�s take this diaper off.� He did a
full checkup. The doctor checked his penis and testacies. He pressed
below his belly button; that made Adam squirt a little. He said,
�okay?�
Then the doctor lifted the boy�s legs to check his anus. He spread his
cheeks and his poop oozed out just a little. He said, �Okay, mom, you
want to clean him up and get him dressed? I think we need to do some
tests at the hospital.�
I said, �Okay, when do you want to do it?�
He said, �Oh, I want you there right away. I think we may have seen a
big problem here. The faster we get it checked the faster we can get it
taken care of. I�ll call them and set everything up before you even get
there.�
Okay, now we were worried. It only took us ten minutes to get to the
hospital. We went to the desk to check in. The nurse said, �Oh yes,
your doctor just called and told us everything he wants done. Let�s
take all his information.�
We gave her all the information she needed. She said, �Okay, we�re all
set. Come with me, please.� Without even having to wait she took us
into a room and then said, �Mom, why don�t you get him in this gown?�
My wife asked, �Leave his diaper on or take it off?�
�Oh, take it off, please. I�ll be right back with a sedative and a
shot.�
My wife looked at me with this terrified look on her face. I told her
it would be okay. They had to put him under in order to do the test on
him. Another nurse came in and said, �We have to give him a enema to
clean out his colon first. Okay, baby, let�s lay on your side for me.�
She turned him on his left side. She hung the bottle and inserted the
lubed tube in his butt and opened the valve. When it was all in she
pulled the tube out and held his butt cheeks together to hold it in for
awhile until another nurse came in to help. They lifted him up and
placed him on a bedpan. The water started to flow. They pushed on his
tummy a little to help him. None of this even fazed him, like he
couldn�t feel any thing down there.
They were done and the first nurse came back in with a shot and rolled
him over and said, �Okay, baby, here we go,� and gave it to him. He
began to cry. My wife was stroking his hair, saying, �It�s okay, baby,
it�s okay.� Within a few minutes he was sleep. They came and got him
and told us we should wait here or the cafeteria since it was going to
be a while.
It was four hours later. I went to get my daughters and brought them to
the hospital. They were worried, too. About the time we got back the
nurses brought him back he was waking up. He was groggy and crying.
They already had him diapered, then told us, �The doctor wanted a rush
on this. He wants you back in the office in two hours; will that be
okay with you?�
I told her, �Oh yes, that�s fine.�
�We�ll let him wake up a little more. Give him about 15 minutes or so,
then you can leave. I�ll be in to check him before then.�
While he was waking up my wife got him dressed and was holding him when
the nurse came back in and checked him and said, �Okay, he�s fine now.
You can go now, and good luck.�
We went to lunch, and boy, did he eat, he was hungry! We got to the
doctor�s office and they took us right in. I told the girls to wait in
the waiting room. In the office the doctor came in and sat behind his
desk and opened a folder he said, �Well, I have bad news and good news,
how about we do the good news first shall I? I was afraid he may have
had cancer but luckily he doesn�t. We didn�t find anything in his colon
or his intestines; that�s the good news. Now the bad. I�m afraid all
the nerves in the muscles� and colon, intestines and his bladder have
been damaged. We have no clue how this happened. We�ve never seen this
before.�
�So what now?�
He said, �The nerves cannot be repaired. I�m sorry, he will always have
to wear diapers, and I suggest that you give him an enema every
morning. This will make it easier for him. That way he won�t have bowel
movements during the day. My nurse will instruct you on how to help him
to get the liquid out all the way.�
By this time tears was coming down my wife�s face. The doctor came
around his desk and held her other hand and told her, �it will be
alright. He�ll get used to them very quickly. I think he is a little
already.�
We went home and explained everything to the girls. Later that night,
while getting Adam ready for bed, we went into his bedroom and laid him
down for his diaper change. I took his clothes off and his diaper
cleaned him up and put on his nighttime diaper and a pad in them. Then
I put his rubber pants on and his PJ�s; now he�s all set.
He sat up and asked me, �Daddy, when am I going to get out of my
diapers like a big boy?�
I looked at him and truly felt sorry for him and the life he�s going to
have to live. He�ll get used to it but it will never be accepted by
society and he will be made fun of if any kids find out about him
wearing diapers. I told him, �Well, son, for one thing, you are a big
boy even if you do wear diapers.�
Then I explained everything the best way I could for his age. I think
he understands only time well tell. I got him tucked in and turned out
the light he said, �good night, daddy, I love you.�
I turned and said, �I love you, too, baby, good night.�
I stood outside of his door and thought as a tear ran down my cheek. I
really do love him; how did that happen so fast?
My wife and girls went to the store and bought everything he needed--
clothes, day and night diapers, shoes, socks, Vaseline and an enema
bag. She even got a bedwetting alarm. The next morning when he got up
she took him in the bathroom than told him that he has to have an enema
every morning. He seemed okay. She asked him if the girls can come in
to learn how to give it to him in case mommy or daddy can�t do it he
said, �Sure, I don�t mind.�
The girls came in and she showed them step by step. Then she made them
do it before she released the soapy water. When the water was gone from
the bag she showed Adam how to cross his legs and tighten his cheeks up
and squeeze them together. She told him he has to hold it for fifteen
minutes and set the timer.
When he was all done they put on his daytime diaper on. He liked them
better then the other ones. He said they feel better. They got him
dressed; his shorts fit him better, too.
After a year the police gave up on finding the doctor. It was like he
just disappeared into thin air. They had nothing but dead ends and no
tips at all. I covered up everything really good. The company cleared
out his lab and moved another doctor in there like nothing ever
happened; it�s sad.
As for Adam, he�s seven now. He�s very intelligent. He kept that from
the doctor. When I did a lot of checking and paying bribes to get
private records, he was incontinent do to the cancer treatment. He had
a very strong treatment that destroyed his nerves in the colon and
bladder area. We never figured that when we made the rats younger we
didn�t see that their injuries didn�t cure them but went with them as
it did with Adam.
I�m glad I hid all of the information. At seven Adam doesn�t have any
friends. All the boy his age or close to it that are around him just
tease him relentlessly. That was just what I feared was going to
happen. My wife and girls have been talking about getting a farm away
from everyone where he can be protected from such nonsense.
He was close to eight when we had enough of him being teased all the
time, so we finally got that farm. I do have to commute to work. I have
to stay there so I can keep a eye on the investigation of the doctor�s
disappearance. Adam is so much happier on the farm he knows he has to
wear his diapers and have an enema every day. On the farm he runs
around outside in his diapers with no worries of any one teasing him
for it.
The girls adjusted greatly, too. They jump at the chance to change him.
I know it�s wrong but they�re not hurting him. I did watch them a few
times and yes, they do rub him a little longer then necessary when they
put on his diaper cream and powder. I saw him rubbing himself thought
it was the diapers a few times, too. I asked him about it. He said,
�Saddy I love the feel of the diapers and when I rub my penis though
them I get all tingly when I do that!�
I talked to him about what he was doing and told him that was called
masturbating. If he was going to keep doing that he should only do it
in his room or when he knows he�s alone. He just smiled and said, �Okay
daddy,� and off he ran just in his diapers and a t-shirt.
I talked to the girls about rubbing his penis more than is necessary. I
told them they shouldn�t be doing it. They both told me, �but daddy, he
asked us to do that to him. He likes how it feels.�
I said, �Okay, but just know it�s not right to do that with your
brother.�
They looked at each other and then at me and smiled and said, �But
daddy, he�s really not our brother, biologically speaking, that is.�
I just looked at them for a long time. Then I smiled and said, �I guess
you have me there, don�t you?�
They high-fived each other, laughed and ran off to catch up with Adam.
We were all happy. The older he got the bigger his diapers got. He
never wanted to try Pull-Ups. He always wanted his diapers and always
wanted one of us to change him. We lived there all our lives. WE WERE
VERY HAPPY.
The end
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