Summary: This a story about a boy who finds out his friend wears diapers and decides to steal some. Stealing Diapers Hi! My name is Ryan and I am 14 years old. I live with my mom and older sister, Jessica. This is the story of how one summer I became a home- schooled baby, 24/7. It all started when I was 12. I asked my friend Eddie, my neighbor, if he wanted to sleep over my house. He said yes and came over around seven with his sleeping bag and backpack. Everything was normal: We played videogames, we ate pizza, we watched TV and we talked about girls. Then my mom came in and said that it was time for bed. Eddie got his sleeping bag unrolled on the floor and went to the bathroom. I laid my sleeping bag right next to his. When he came out of the bathroom, it felt like something was different but I couldn�t figure it out. I didn�t think it was a big deal, so we got in our sleeping bags and watched a little more television until we got tired and went to sleep. Around 2:30 in the morning, I had to go to the bathroom. So, I went to the bathroom and I came back. But I had trouble sleeping. I couldn�t figure out what was so different with Eddie. I looked over at him, and his back was facing me and I see something white coming under his shorts. I thought to myself, What could that be? A diaper? I wanted to find out. So, I pulled down his shorts very discreetly, and saw a plain white diaper on him. I was very excited because I�ve always secretly loved diapers but never knew how to get them. But I had to act normal. I went back to sleep and had a dream that I was in diapers again. It was amazing. My mom had a big changing table and changed my diapers and even my sister did sometimes, too. When I woke up, I realized that�s what I wanted. My friend was already awake when I woke up and already had his diaper off, I think. We had breakfast and played videogames. After awhile, we both got bored, and I asked him if he wanted to go to his house. He said sure. So, at his house, we went up to his room, where we found his 5 year old brother, Timmy, running around in just a diaper, but to me it was the same kind of diaper as the one my friend was wearing last night. Eddie said to me, he�s wearing a diaper because he wets the bed. And very quietly, I heard Timmy say, �You do, too,� but Eddie quickly covered it up. We went up to Eddie�s room and it was pretty messy. While I was up there, I was looking for the diapers. I thought maybe I can steal some from his brother. So I left my shoes upstairs on purpose, and said lets go downstairs. Downstairs, we saw Timmy running around in just a diaper, still. I thought, maybe I could do that someday. When it was time for me to go, I said �Oh wait my shoes are upstairs!� So Eddie said, Ok, just get them quickly. So I ran got my shoes and three �Goodnites.� I stuck them in my pants and left. While walking home I said to myself, �Yes, I�m good, for the night.� Later that night I waited until everyone in my house was asleep and I took my diapers out from under the mattress. I put it on and it felt better than I imagined. I was so happy. I got into bed, but found it hard to fall asleep with my diaper. So I stayed up �til around 11 and finally fell asleep. The next morning, I woke up extra early to get my diaper off and put it under the mattress. I was safe. I went to school and all I thought about was the diapers and how I could actually �use� them. That night I drank 4 big glasses of water and went to bed. I woke up and my diaper was wet as I hoped. It felt really good. For next two nights, I wore the diapers and wet them. But I was out, so I made a makeshift one. Fearing that it may not hold my pee, I didn�t drink any water that night. In the morning it was all wet and some of it didn�t hold it in! My bed was partially wet. I panicked. I made my bed and hoped no one would notice. I had to get more diapers. I got home from school and was glad to see that my sister was at her job. She never told me what job she had, but I didn�t care as long as she wasn�t home. So, I went straight to the supermarket next to my neighborhood. I made a bee-line straight to the Goodnites and grabbed them and quickly went to the cash register. I put them on the scanner when someone said, �Would you like a family discount, Ryan?� I looked up and it was my sister. I thought I would have a heart attack when she said, �At home. You and me are going to have to talk about our agreement.� I gave her the money and ran home. �Oh no! What am I going to do?!� I yelled at myself in my house. I hid the diapers, but this time not in my room. I thought maybe I could deny the whole thing ever happened. That was when my mom came home with my sister. I said to myself �Just deny it� just deny it�.� So they walked in and Jessica said to me �Oh, Ryan. How nice to see you,� with a mischievous grin. �Come here, I got you something from Super-G.� She pulled me into my room and said �Ok, where is it?� �Where is what?� I said dumbly. �You know, the diapers.� �I don�t know what you�re talking about.� �Oh yeah? Well if you don�t show me where they are, I�ll tell mom.� �With what evidence?� I replied smugly. �1...2...3...� �That doesn�t work on me anymore.� She then left the room. I won! I beat my sister in a battle of wits, but little did I know, that my life as I knew it stopped, and went back in time. My mom came in the room and said �Did you buy diapers at Super-G?� �No mom.� �Don�t lie to me. If I find out you did, then you will have an even worse punishment.� My mom hated liars. �NO mom, why would I buy diapers?� �Well than, what�s this?� My mom held out a receipt for the diapers and which stated the discount and the card member�s name. Uh Oh. That�s when things got even worse. My sister came into the room with the diapers in one hand and said, �Baby Ryan, are these yours?� In a mocking babyish voice. �You lied to me??? That�s it, your going to get the worst punishment you have ever had in your life! For now, no internet, no games, no TV and no computer until I can think of something better.� My life was at an all time low. I was so scared of what was next. I didn�t talk for the rest of the day. At school, I thought of how she was going to punish me. I got home and her car was already parked in the front. She was standing at the door waiting for me. �Well, what�s my punishment?� �Just go in my room and wait for me.� I went in her room and waited and when she came back, she had baby powder and a big diaper. I began to act nervous. �What�s that for?� �You wanted diapers? Only babies wear diapers so know you are my baby.� With force she diapered me and put a tiny t-shirts on me, revealing my diapered bottom. I looked in her mirror and I looked like I was four! That�s when she picked me up and said, �The baby has to look at his new room.� NEW ROOM?! That�s when the final step to my babyhood kicked in. �I found that you wet your bed and that was when I decided, you are definitely a baby, and a baby doesn�t sleep in a bed.� She walked in with me in her arms and I was so shocked I peed myself. I couldn�t even control myself. There was a big crib, changing table, stuffed bears and all my clothes have been changed with onesies. �Did baby go pee-pee in his diaper?� She picked me up and swiftly took off my diaper, rubbed powder all around my but and groin and but another diaper on. She put a pacifier in my mouth and tied it around my head, then put me in my crib and locked the top of it. �These are the rules, Ryan. No using the bathroom. If I catch you using the bathroom you will be punished to the fullest extent. Number two, you will do whatever me, or your sister tells you to do. Three, no TV, internet, no music, no nothing. Don�t worry about your friends, I told the school system that I would home school you from now on so you can be my little baby again! Aren�t you glad? Well, I have to go a let the baby have its nap time. Your sister will be babysitting you when you wake up.� And then she turned off the lights and I cried myself to sleep. I woke up to laughter. My sister and her friend Amy were taking pictures of me with their camera phones when I started to cry from embarrassment. This only sparked their laughter. My life couldn�t get any worse� I thought, but it did. My sister unlocked the crib and pulled me out. Then she gave me apple juice in a bottle, which had laxatives in it. I had it forced down my throat. Then Amy began to tickle me. I giggled and couldn�t control my bladder after a while and I just let it go. That�s when my stomach started to growl. All of a sudden a let out a fart and poop filled my wet diaper. It felt really bad. �Did baby go poo-poo and pee-pee in his diaper?� said my sister. ��I think we have a stinker on our hands,� said Amy. I was so ashamed. They put me on the changing table and put arm and leg restraints on me, which I didn�t see before. They undid the diaper and I looked at my wet, messy diaper. It was appalling. They put a new diaper on me and put me in a highchair. They force-fed me applesauce! I felt like a two year old, and to them, I was a two year old. What is happening to me? -Two months later- I can�t control my bladder or my bowel. I am a baby now. I haven�t seen any of my friends in months! It was coincidence that I was thinking that, because at that moment, my mom said, �Guess what? Eddie is going to sleep over just like old times. But he is also your babysitter, so you have to listen to what he says. I started to cry. I didn�t want my friend to see me like this. When he came over I was in my crib taking a nap. He walked over to me and said �Ryan�?� I woke up and saw him there and inevitably started crying. He took the pacifier out of my mouth and told this. �It�s ok, I used to wear diapers to bed because I wet the bed.� I told him that I knew and how I stole diapers from his brother. That was when he got mad. �You stole diapers from my brother? How could you? You�re not who I thought you were. Good bye, baby.�