William's Plan
By rich baby

Summary: William plans to make his brother in to a baby but it backfire 
on him


Chapter 1;

"William its time get ready for bed," mom called from the bathroom.

"Mom, can't I just watch the end of the show please?" I pleaded. "Its 
only 20 more minutes more to the end, please."

Mom said, "You have a test tomorrow, so no. If you are not in the tub 
in one minute then you'll get the belt."

I knew better then try to change mom's mind so I got up and ran to the 
bathroom. It was not fair that I had to get ready for bed at 8:00 while 
Lee gets to stay up until 9:00 before he takes his bath. I'm the 
youngest boy of 6 kids, the girls, Dot is the oldest at 17, then Polly 
she's 13, then Alice she's only 4. Then the boys, Carl is 16, Lee is 11 
and I'm 8. Mom has been married 4 times; Dot and Carl are full brother 
and sister. Polly and Lee are too but the rest of us are only half 
brothers and sisters to each other. Alice's father, our stepfather, is 
really nice most of the time and we all call him dad, mom does most of 
the discipline in the family. After my bath, mom still bathes me, I 
brush my teeth as mom gets my pajamas ready. I was so lost in brushing 
my teeth that I didn't see dad walk by the bathroom door as I bitch 
about going to bed so early and I used some words that I should not 
know yet.

"William, you can go to bed at 7:00 the rest of the week now. Use some 
soap on you brush, too." Dad said.

I was startled but I recover quickly. I told him I was sorry but I 
still had to rub my brush on the bar of soap on the sink and brush my 
teeth again. I hate the taste of soap but you would think I loved it, 
as I taste it once a week or more. Why can't I learn not to use bad 
words around the house? After a minute dad told me that was enough and 
to get in bed. I was now very mad, as it's very hard to get to sleep 
with soap in your mouth. I wish I would be allowed to rinse my mouth 
out after I use soap but mom and won't let me. In the morning, mom 
wakes us up by shaking us, Lee and I share a room so does Polly and 
Alice. I hate Monday mornings, as it's the start of another week of 
school. As mom makes breakfast, Lee and I get dressed while Carl and 
Dot takes their showers. After we eat breakfast, we help make our 
lunches then its time to head for school.

School sucked like it always did, Lee liked school I didn't. I had a 
test in Math, got an A, and one in English got a D. I didn't have any 
homework so I played with my friends at their houses. Mom does not like 
them and they cannot come over. I forgot about dad changing my bedtime 
until at 7:00 when mom told me it was time to get ready for bed. She 
also told me to use soap on my brush. Dad must have told her I said the 
F word, she hates that word.

Lee asked, "What kind of soap do you want for your birthday, Willy?"

He knows that I hate that name and mom won't do anything about, she 
likes it. That night I started to think of what to do to get him. We 
were treated the same until he stopped wetting the bed 3 years ago. 
Thinking about how it was before, it finally dawned on me what to do, 
get him to start wetting again. I feel asleep with a smile on my lips 
and the taste of soap in my mouth.

The rest of the week I worked on my plan and even asked my friends 
about it, they helped a lot. JD and JR told me how I could fake it to 
look like Lee wet the bed. JD and JR are both Johns and are my 2 of my 
friends. Frank is my best friend and he is always getting away with 
stuff. He told me to wait for the right time to do it. The right time 
came 2 weeks later, a day before my birthday, Lee and Polly got in a 
fight about whose turn it was to do the dishes. I ended up helping mom 
with the dishes as she sent both of them to bed early.

I got up very early the next morning and went to the bathroom to go to 
get a cup of water to pour on Lee's bed. I just filled the cup with 
water when Lee came in to the bathroom. I dropped the cup and water 
went all over my pajamas. I'm glad we only use paper cups in the 
bathroom.

Lee said, "I'm sorry to frighten you but I got to go bad."

I said, "No problem, I better change."

As I walked back to my room, mom was walking to the kitchen to start 
breakfast for dad; he went to work early a few days a month. She asked 
why I had wet pajamas on. I told her that Lee surprised me and I 
dropped the cup of water on myself. She told me all right and asked if 
I would help her with the cooking. I agreed to help her, just to keep 
me on her good side.

At school, I told my friend what happen and Frank told me that I was 
very lucky I didn't get to do it. He told me that my mom would know 
that it was water and not piss. I guess I was lucky but now I had to 
think of what to do now. By the time the last bell rang, I had a new 
twist to my old plan; I would pee in the cup instead of using water. 
That night I did it and it worked out great.

Mom woke us up like normal; Lee got a scared look then started to cry. 
Mom must have known what happen as she told me to eat breakfast. No one 
said a word that morning and I walked to school by myself as Lee stayed 
home. My friends saw me and wished me a "Happy Birthday" .I told them 
what happen, as we walked to school, my plan was working. I was glad 
that I only had a test in Math that day, I got another A, and the only 
class that I liked.

Lee was very quiet when I got home from school. I did fell sorry for 
him as mom took him to the doctors and he hates doctors. Many things 
changed because of his wet bed, his sleepover was canceled with his 
friend Mark and he had to go to bed at the same time as I did. That 
night after dinner, we had my 9th birthday party. I got cool stuff, 
some Hot Wheels, coloring books, and a poster of the earth from space. 
I also got clothes, why do you always get clothes on your birthday and 
Christmas? Lee did give me soap, soap on a rope, and everyone thought 
that was the funniest thing they ever saw. Lee embarrassed me by that 
and I knew how to get back at him. I plan to make Lee wet again in a 
few days but now he wet that night. He almost woke up as I poured my 
pee on his bed but just rolled over. Mom woke us up like normal but 
when Lee didn't get out of bed, she asked him if he wet.

Lee said, "Yes mom, I didn't do it on purpose."

Mom said, "I know you didn't. Take a shower then get dressed and I'll 
take care of the sheets."

I didn't say a word about the wet bed and Lee told me thanks as we 
walked to school. My friend I told later at lunch but also told them 
not to tell anyone. Lee was very nice to me for a few days and he had 
dry mornings, too, for 2 weeks. Then I made him wet again just to keep 
him from going on a sleepover at Mark's. When I got home, after school, 
I was shocked that he still going on his sleepover. Nothing changed 
this time and I knew I had to do more. I was not a happy camper that 
weekend, as I was still too young to go on sleepovers. When he got 
back, his bedtime was moved back his old time. I wet his bed a few days 
later and this time I decided to made fun of him.

I asked, "Did baby wet the bed again?" as he walked in the kitchen.

Dad said, "That's not nice. You want some soap for breakfast?"

I said, "I'm sorry."

As we walked to school I asked, "You should ask dad to put the crib up 
for you."

He told me to shut up and ran to school as I laughed my head off at 
him. Nevertheless, when I got home mom was not too happy with me as Lee 
told her what I said. I made sure that after that I would only taunt 
Lee when no one else was around so it would be my word against his. Mom 
washed my mouth out with soap that night because Lee told her I used 
the F word. I wanted make him pay. I waited a few days then I wet his 
bed 4 times in a row but nothing changed. My friends and I had a grand 
old time poke fun at Lee, even gave him a baby bottle. I got a spanking 
out of it but it was well worth it. He cried to mom to get me to stop 
making fun of him.

Mom asked, "Why did you tell your friends about Lee's bedwetting?"

I said, "Lee and I had an argument on our way home from school a few 
days ago and my friends overheard Lee tell me if I told anyone about 
his bedwetting he would kill me. I did asks them not to tell anyone and 
they promise not to"

Mom told me if my friends or I told anyone else at school about Lee's 
bedwetting then I would get it good. We made sure that we never teased 
Lee around anyone from school but we still made it miserable for him. I 
only wet his bed once a week just so I could tease him. We did agree 
that if I stop calling him names He would stop calling me "Willy".

Chapter 2;

As the weeks went by, I only wet his bed about once a week so he would 
not call me "Willy". Willy is a little boy's name and I am a big boy. I 
couldn't call Lee names but my friends could and did. Frank suggested 
that I give Lee diapers for Christmas as he did give me that soap on a 
rope thing. I thought that would be great payback so that is just what 
I did do; boy do I wish I didn't. Mom's brother Jim and his son Ronny 
came to stay for Christmas break. He lives across the state, in West 
Waters, UT., and we live in Wendover, UT. Every time he comes over, 
they stay with us, and Ronny share my bedroom. Since Ronny was there 
every night, I couldn't make it look like Lee wet the bed for them 2 
weeks. Ronny didn't know Lee was a bed wetter until Lee opened my gift 
of diapers.

Mom said, "William, that wasn't a nice thing to do."

I said, "He gave me that soap on a rope, so I did the same thing to 
him."

Mom said, "You don't have to use bad words but he can't help it if he 
wets. I think it would serve you a lesson if you give him one of your 
presents."

I said, "Hell no, that's not fair that he gets to tease me and I can't 
do the same."

Mom told him to pick one of my presents as she walked me to the 
bathroom to get my mouth washed out again. That was the 3rd time this 
week and it's only Tuesday, I must have the cleanest mouth in town. 
When walked back in to the front room, where we were opening the 
presents dad told me that Lee took my new bike.

I yelled, "Not my bike!"

Mom said, "Now that may teach you a very good lesson, William."

I should have taped my mouth shut but I started to call Lee names and 
told everyone what I thought of this. I think I used every bad word 
that I ever heard more then once before mom took me back to the 
bathroom. Mom washed out my mouth for 15 minutes before she sent me to 
bed and it was only 6:00. I didn't want to go to bed so early so I 
tried everything I could to stay up. After a nice spanking from mom, 
going to bed early wasn't so bad.

The next morning dad told me that he tried to get mom to agree to have 
Lee give me back my bike. However, after I how I acted she would not 
budge even when Lee wanted to give it back. My bike was too small for 
him so mom sold his bike, he got last year, and took mine back to the 
bike shop. She got him a 10-speed that was almost too big for him just 
so I couldn't ride it. I was so mad but could do nothing as Ronny was 
still there. I became madder as Ronny would play with Lee and not once 
would he play with me because I was a little kid. Ronny was home-
schooled so they left the morning when we left for school.

Once back at school I told my friends what happen over Christmas break, 
they asked what I did about it. I asked them what could I do, I wanted 
to get Lee so bad that I told a few kids at school he wets the bed like 
a baby. I planed on wetting his bed every night that week and maybe the 
next week too. I did it that night; I made sure I drank enough so I 
would have to go pee every night and he had a wet bed every morning. 
That Friday morning when Frank called him a baby as we walked to 
school, he just laughed at him. Frank didn't like it any better then I 
did and we knew something was up. At lunchtime, Frank asked me how I 
wet his bed and I told him.

He said, "You're supposed to lift up the bed sheets and pour the pee on 
his bed or on him, not on top of the sheets over him."

I asked, "Do you think my mom thinks it's me and not Lee, wetting his 
bed?"

Frank said, "I think maybe she does by the way Lee acted this morning. 
Do you think it would help if you went to your mom and told her the 
truth and tell Lee you're sorry?"

I said, "No way would that help, I would get punished like there is no 
tomorrow. Hey, he may just be trying to mess with our minds just as if 
he always does. I think I'll give him a break on his bedwetting for 
awhile just to be on the safe side."

After school, I stopped by home to drop off my school stuff so I could 
play go out and play. I notice a bed in the hall and parts of Alice's 
crib next to it. I didn't go in my room as I figure that Lee's was 
getting a new bed tonight, a crib. I ran all the way to Frank's; I 
couldn't wait to tell him about the crib. He laughed as much as I did 
about it.

Frank said, "I think Lee was told this morning he would sleep in a crib 
like a baby but he thought your mom was only joking so that's why he 
laughed at me this morning."

I said, "I think you're right about that, I can't wait until bedtime 
tonight."

I was on top of the world when I walked home, I beat Frank at Death 
Squad 3, the first time I ever did, and Lee was going to be sleeping in 
a crib. I didn't think it could get better but it did. Mom let me have 
3 glasses of chocolate milk with dinner and Lee only got regular milk.

Dad said, as we just finished eating, "Someone has been wetting the bed 
for the last few months. Your mother and I have finally agreed that the 
bed wetter will wear a diaper and sleep in a crib. We also think that 
he needs to go to bed right after dinner for the next week. I want us 
all to agree to this and once your mother and I think he learned his 
lesson then he can go back to his normal bed. Now William do you agree 
with this?"

"Yes, I do", I said, how could I not, I wanted this more then anything.

"Dot?'

"Yes."

"Polly?"

"Yes."

"Carl?"

"Yes."

"Alice?"

"Yes."

"And finally we come to Lee"

"I would not have it any other way, dad," he said.

I was shocked that he would agree until dad said, "William it's your 
new bedtime lets go."

I said, "I don't wet the bed, Lee is the bed wetter!"

Lee said, "Mom notice that I didn't have a wet bed when Ronny was here 
and my top sheet was wetter then it should have been. She been trying 
to get me to wear a diaper for months but I refused because it would be 
so embarrassing. However, after she told me that she thought that you 
have been wetting my bed, the only way to verify it was for me to wear 
a diaper. If my bed is wet in the morning then you must have done it. 
Therefore, this morning my bed was wet but my diaper was dry and that 
could only mean one thing. You wet my bed Willy."

Dad said, "Okay, William I'll help you with your bath tonight", as he 
rose to his feet.

I said the first thing that popped in my head, "Fuck you, you're not my 
father!"

The hurt look on his face and the angry spark in his eyes told me that 
I just got myself in to more trouble then I ever did before and I 
wasn't going to like it one bit.

Dad said, "I think a good spanking would also be in order, don't you 
think so dear?"

Mom said, "Yes I do, and maybe wearing diapers the whole weekend will 
help him not to use that word."

Without another word dad had me over his knee spanking me. I try to 
tell him I was sorry but he was hitting me so hard that I could not 
help but to cry after the first hit. Dad rarely spanked us and when he 
does, it is only a few hits. He must have been really mad as I lost 
count after 20 hits and he kept on going. When he stopped, mom took 
over then Lee got his turn. After that, I didn't care what happen to 
me, I was just glad that it stopped. I don't remember much about what 
happen after the spanking but dad did give me my bath. I was still 
crying when he laid me down in the crib. Mom rubbed oil all over my 
body; it felt so good on my butt. She then put a cloth diaper on me 
then a pair of plastic pants. With dad's help, they put new pajamas on 
me. Instead of just leaving me in the crib, dad picked me up then 
walked as he rocked me, as you do with a baby to get them to sleep. I 
was still crying and I was so worn-out that I fell asleep in his arms.

I awoke with the need to go pee really bad. I was confused when I saw 
the bars of the crib but the night before all came back to me. As I try 
to get up I felt the diaper I had on and it was full of shit. How could 
I have shit myself, I was so embarrassed, I was not a baby, I didn't 
need diapers. I was trying hard not to cry like a baby but before I 
knew it, I was wetting the diaper. I lost all control I had and started 
to cry my head off. I was so out of it, I didn't see dad come in and 
lower the side of the crib.

"Smells like someone needs a change," dad said.

I jumped when he said that and started to take off my pajamas, I 
started to cried harder. I wanted to be so grown up but here I was in a 
crib getting my dirty diaper changed like a little baby.

Dad said, "Boy, are you messy, William, but don't worry you'll be in a 
clean diaper soon." as he undid my diaper.

I could feel my face turn red as he wiped my butt, but he was so gentle 
at it that it slowed my crying. I then remember that I told him he 
wasn't my father last night and I started to cry harder. My really 
father left mom when I was only a baby and he didn't want anything to 
do with me. I was so sorry at what I said to him as he has been my dad 
for 6 years and been a great dad, too. As he pulled up the plastic 
pants, I was so ashamed of how I acted to him and he wasn't doing 
anything to embarrass me as he changed my diaper. I decided that I 
needed to hug him so I reached up and put my arms around his neck. I 
thought he would just hug me then finish putting my pajamas back on. 
However, he held me in his arms and walked around the room rocking me 
telling me that everything will be okay. I fell asleep in his arms 
feeling a lot better.

Chapter 3;

I awoke to someone moving my legs; mom was pulling down the plastic 
pants. She saw me wake up and smiled at me, I blushed. She was changing 
a wet and messy diaper.

I asked, "Mom, do I have to wear a diaper the whole weekend?"

She said, "Yes you do, and you also have to use them like a baby does, 
too."

I cried, "I don't want to be a baby".

"You have been acting like a baby and not like a big boy."

"I'm sorry, is dad here?"

"He took everyone skiing and won't be back until tomorrow night."

"I need to tell him that I'm sorry for what I said to him. I also need 
to tell Lee that I'm sorry, too", I confessed.

Mom only nodded as she finished diapering me and helped me out of the 
crib. She put a shirt and shoes on me no pants, as none of my pants 
would fit over the diapers. It was hard to walk in thick diapers; I had 
to wobble as a baby does when they walk. After breakfast, I helped mom 
with the dishes. Once we were done, I got started to get cramps and had 
take a shit again. I just stood there as the cramps I got in my tummy 
got worse and I soiled my diapers. I blushed so hard that you would 
think that I was at the beach with a sunburned. Mom asked if I wanted 
to be changed, I only nodded as I started to cry from the 
embarrassment. As we walked back to my room, I let out another load of 
shit and wet the diaper.

Mom said, "Come here, baby, and mommy will get you into a nice clean 
diaper."

I cried, "I'm not a baby," as the tears rolled down my cheeks.

Mom started to laugh and I started to cry harder but she said, "You 
will always be my baby, I'm not trying to embarrass you. All my kids 
are my babies no matter how old they are. That is a rule of life; do 
not cry if I call you baby. I even call Carl baby sometimes and he's 
not a baby, is he?"

Carl was definitely not a baby, so I guess mom is right that we are all 
her babies. I stopped my crying and I asked her if I could help with 
the housework like a big boy. Mom smiled at me as she changed my diaper 
and told me that would be great. I knew that there was a lot of stuff 
that needed to be done by Thursday, as it is Lee's birthday; he was 
going to be a teenager. Mom didn't do a thing to embarrass me as I 
helped her clear up the house. I used the diaper many times that day 
for both shit and pee. When I asked to be changed, she never made a big 
deal out of it. I still blushed every time she changed me but she was 
so nice about it that I started to like it.

She said, after she changed me for dinner, "You been very good today so 
how would you like to stay up and watch a movie?"

I agreed right away but fell asleep before the end of the movie, around 
9:00. The next day after breakfast, I asked if I could paint the crib, 
as it was mostly pink from when Alice used it. Mom agreed and gave me a 
can of blue paint and one of white and 2 brushes. She told me that I 
could only paint the ends as she put newspaper on the floor. I didn't 
want mom to see what I was doing so with her help we put a sheet over 
the crib so she would not see it until it was done. I was done when mom 
called me for lunch. I still kept it cover as a surprise, as I wanted 
the paint to dry. Once the dishes from lunch were washed, mom changed 
my wet diaper; she had to use Lee's bed as the crib was still covered. 
I loved the way she changed my diaper so much that I didn't mind that I 
was wearing a diaper. I was shocked that she put a disposable diaper on 
me and not a cloth diaper.

The look I gave her made her say, "We need to go out shopping and I 
don't think you want to go with your diaper showing, do you?"

I didn't, I didn't want to go out wearing a diaper at all and told her 
so. She told me to behave or she would make me wear a diaper to school. 
I almost said a few bad words but stopped myself in time and told her 
"okay". It took longer to dress, as I had to try on a few pants until I 
got one that hides my diapers totally. We ended up at the mall and who 
do you think we parked right next too, Frank and his mother. Mom has 
never meet Frank's mother before and before I could do anything to stop 
it, they started talking next to the cars. Frank and I went to one side 
of the car to talk so our mothers couldn't hear what we said.

Frank asked, "So what happened Friday night?"

I knew I could trust Frank with the whole truth so I told him 
everything that had happen to me since we last talked. He felt sorry 
for me but before he could tell me, what I could try to get out of it 
our moms called for us.

As we walked up to them my mom said, "William, show Mrs. Watson what 
you are wearing under your pants."

I was already blushing and turn a darker shade of red as I lower my 
pants to show her. The look in mom's eye told me if I didn't do as she 
said then I would be in diaper for school.

Mrs. Watson said, "Frank, take a good look. From now on every time you 
use a bad word the same thing will happen to you and you will wear your 
think night time diapers."

A look of horror came over Frank's face as he was told this and for the 
first time since I meet him he started to cry. We left them then as it 
was getting a little cold to be standing outside. We only spent an hour 
at the mall to get Lee a present, a new Gameboy. We then stopped off 
for some groceries and we met up with Frank again. We were both 
blushing as we were in the baby area and our moms had put a big bag of 
disposable diapers, in our size, in each of our carts. I think our 
mothers felt sorry for us as they gave us some money to play the video 
games in the front of the store. We both knew that our lives changed 
forever that day. We couldn't talk, as there were others there playing 
too, but our eyes told each other that our uses of bad words just 
ended. We had used bad words to act more grownup; it just wasn't worth 
it now.

I was so glad to get home as I had been holding my pee for a while now 
I didn't want to pee at the store, as mom might have wanted to change 
me there. I flooded the diaper as soon as we walked in the house and it 
started to leak. Mom made me help bring in the stuff from the car 
before she changed me, my legs got cold as my pee spread down my pants. 
After everything was brought in, she changed my wet diaper. I told her 
that I needed to do some final changes on the crib before it was 
bedtime. Mom told me she had a surprise for me and she left to get it 
as I waited next to the crib. She came back with a pacifier and put it 
in my mouth. It tasted like soap but I just sucked on it as mom told me 
if I took, it out I would be taking it to school along with extra 
diapers. As soon as she left I got busy redoing my pant job on the 
crib, I put a few words that I know mom hated and I now had to get rid 
of. I was glad she didn't see what I did or I would be going to school 
in diapers until the 12th grade. I think it was the fumes from the 
paint but when mom called me for dinner, I had put on the crib "LEE'S 
BABY BROTHER'S CRIB". Mom decided that I would get my bath after 
dinner; I had paint all over me. I didn't eat much as I felt sick so I 
got my bath earlier then I wanted. Mom was surprised when she took down 
the sheets of the crib and saw what I wrote there.

Mom asked, "I'm glad you changed your paint job. You want to be a 
baby?"

I said, "No, I just thought that it would make Lee feel better", she 
knew about the words.

"You don't have to go to bed right after dinner the rest of the week 
but you do have to get ready for bed then. You want to go to bed now?"

I didn't feel well so I did ask to go to bed after I was diapered. I 
awoke up later with the need to get to the bathroom to upchuck. I 
called out for mom; the crib had a cover so I was stuck in it. As soon 
as she came in, I told her I needed to get to the bathroom.

She said, "Use your diaper."

I said, "I'm sick and need to ... blah."

She let down the side of the crib and I ran to the bathroom to finish 
up in the toilet. I stayed in the bathroom as mom cleaned up the mess I 
made. When she did come in, she decided to give me a bath, as I was a 
mess too. After I was diapered again, mom put me in Lee's bed, as she 
didn't want to put me back in the crib in case I needed to get up 
again. I did and decided just to stay in the bathroom on the floor the 
rest of the night.

I awoke to dad's voice asking me if I felt better, I did and told him 
so. He picked me up, blanket and all, and took me back to my room and 
laid me in my crib. With great practice, he changed my dirty diaper, I 
had the runs last night and the diaper did its job well, and I was glad 
I had it on, too. I started to cry when he put another diaper on me.

He asked, "Why are you crying, William?"

I said, "I don't want to go to school wearing a diaper."

He said, "It's almost noon and you don't have to go to school unless 
you want to."

When he was done changing me he put me in my new pajamas and told me to 
watch TV as he had stuff to do outside. He did give me a glass of juice 
and some toast as I watch cartoons on TV under my blanket. An hour 
later mom and Alice came in from the outside cover in snow. Mom asked 
how I felt as she walked to her bedroom. I told her "Much better now". 
Alice wanted to watch some little kids show and I let her as I got up 
to do some reading in my room. Mom came in to my room with the 
thermometer, I hate it but I let her put it in my mouth. Mom was a 
nurse way back when before any of us were born. When she took it out, 
she smiled and I raised my eyebrows.

She said, "99.1, a lot better then early this morning when you were at 
100.6. Do you want something to eat?"

I said, "Some more juice please."

I stayed in my room all day reading "The Lion, the Witch and the 
Wardrobe", the only book I like to read. Mom brought me my juice, later 
she gave me a sandwich with more juice. Dad came in and told me it was 
bedtime, I asked if I could stay up a little bit longer.

He said, "I don't think your mom would like that, it's already past 
8:30 and you have school in the morning son."

As he put me in the crib and checked my diaper, it was dry still, I 
asked, "Dad, can you be my real father? I'm sorry for what I said to 
you Friday and I want you to be my real father from now on."

I could tell he was shocked by what I asked and looked at me deeply in 
my eyes to see if I meant it. I started to feel anxious waiting for his 
reply.

He said, "I need to think about this very hard and long, it's not 
something that I can just do because you want it. Are you just asking 
because you feel sorry for what you said to me?"

I shook my head as if I open my mouth I would start to cry. Carl and 
Dot's dad would see them a few times a year and so did Lee and Polly's 
father. My dad didn't want anything to do with me so I always felt left 
out; I didn't tell him any of this. He told me to go to sleep and he 
would think about it for a few weeks then I could ask him again. Once I 
knew he could not hear me I broke down and cried myself to sleep.

Chapter 4;

Monday January 9;

I awoke to a loud outcry and then to crying, it was Lee. Mom was there 
before I could fully wake up.

She asked, "What happen? Are you okay?"

Lee said, "I'm fine, just pinched my finger in the closet door is all."

Mom looked at it then told him he would be ok. After she gave him a 
hug, she saw that I was awake and came over to me.

She said, "Well I'm here, do you need to use the bathroom or your 
diapers changed?"

I said, "No, I'm fine".

She still put her hand under my pajamas to feel my diaper; she then put 
the side of the crib down. I didn't realize that I had wet the diaper 
until she started to change it. I started to cry as I had really wet 
the bed. Mom told me that everything will be okay and finally told me 
if I didn't stop crying she would get the pacifier. She wasn't in a 
good mood and she would get it so I quiet down. Once I was diapered, 
she told Lee to get to bed as she put the side of the crib up. Lee got 
changed and got in bed before I told him I was sorry.

Lee said, "Don't worry about it; you was just doing what little 
brothers do, be a pest to big brothers". After a few seconds, he added, 
"And you are very good at it, too."

We both started to laugh until dad yelled at us to go to sleep. Lee 
forgave me and I felt much better.

Tuesday, January 10;

I wasn't in a good mood as we walked to school; it was very cold and it 
was windy. I was very disturbed by the fact that my diaper was wet 
again this morning and I didn't remember wetting it. As I walked in to 
class I was sure everyone knew I was a bed wetter now and wore diapers 
and sleep in a crib. Frank, JD, JR and I were in the same classroom 
last year but this year they are in another class together. Mrs. White 
was very nice to me and didn't call on me the first half of the day. As 
it was snowing, we stayed in the classroom all day. After lunch she 
called on me to tell everyone how you spell "January", I spelled it 
"Janaury". Everyone started to laugh, as it was right above her head on 
the wall. She told everyone to settle down and spelled it out for me 
before she went to another student. I was so embarrassed but when 
Vickie missed "potato", I felt better. After school let out I try to 
find Frank but he was nowhere to be seen, I walked home with Lee. I had 
2 days of homework to do and it took till dinnertime before I was done.

Dot said, "My dad wants me to visit him this weekend."

Dad asked, "Carl are you going, too?"

Carl said, "Sure am, he wants me to help him pick out a new snowmobile 
for me."

Mom said, "Don't get a real fast one Carl. Lee, Polly your father 
called this afternoon and wants you to visit, too."

Carl gave mom the look that said he would try. Lee and Polly were quite 
happy with the news and stared to talk about they would do there. I 
finished my meal quickly then went to my room. I was shocked that mom 
didn't come in to diaper me till it was bedtime. When she put the 
diaper on me this time, it wasn't with the love and care she used over 
the weekend. This time she did with no emotion showing at all, I didn't 
like it and wish I didn't have to wear a diaper now.

Wednesday, January 11;

The only thing good that happened this day was I was dry in the 
morning. Mrs. White gave me 3 tests, Spelling, English and Math- got 1 
D and 2 F's; I never got a D in Math before. Frank avoided me all day 
until I caught him at the end of lunch break. He told me never to talk 
to him again. I was crushed and would have cried if I weren't at 
school. When I got home, I heard mom on the phone as I walk to my room.

She said, "Mrs. Watson, it's only Saturday morning to Monday afternoon. 
I see. Thank you very much, talk to you later."

Dad asked, "No luck with a babysitter yet?"

Mom said, "Mrs. Pritt said she would do it if we could get no one else. 
I'll call her later if I can't get anyone else."

I can't believe mom tried to get Frank's mother to baby-sit me this 
weekend. I had overheard last night that they wanted a special weekend 
in Las Vegas with their special child. They wanted to take Alice with 
them and leave me behind; no one wants me.

Thursday, January 12;

I was dry again this morning and that was the only thing that went 
right for me. Frank wouldn't even talk to me. Got 2 more F's and it was 
Lee's birthday. The mailman just dropped off the mail as I walked up to 
the house, I almost never see him this late. I took the mail out of the 
box and saw a letter from my dad in Lodi, CA. I put it in my backpack 
before I went in and gave mom the rest of the mail.

She asked, "Where's Lee?"

I told her that he stopped at a friend's and should be home soon, as I 
rushed to my room. I wrote my dad a letter last week and even mailed it 
myself. I didn't think mom mailed any of my other letters I did as she 
always told me that my dad never wrote back. She told me that he didn't 
want to see me and that's why he never wrote to me, I believed her, 
too. My dad did write to me, I my rush to open it I tore it in half. I 
could still read it; William Miller please don't write to me again!!!! 
I never wanted you and still don't want you!!!!!!!!! Mike Miller, not 
your dad!!!!! I put the letter in the trash and refused to cry. I tried 
to be happy for Lee's party but after a little while I just went to my 
room, no one try to stop me.

Friday, January 13;

I was wet this morning. JD and JR both told me that they didn't want to 
be my friends anymore and wouldn't even tell me why. Mrs. White sent a 
note home with me that said she wanted to see both mom and dad as soon 
as possible. Mom wasn't too happy with the note. I didn't even finish 
dinner before I asked if I could go to bed. Mom told me to go and no 
one even came with me to diaper me. I knew what I had to do, I had to 
run away see my dad. I just knew if he saw me, he would want me. I 
waited for someone to come in to put me in the crib but I heard mom and 
dad go to bed without even checking on me. I got dressed and put some 
clothes in my backpack along with The Chronicles Of Narnia books. I 
sneaked out of the house and walked to the bus stop, I was glad that it 
was only a few blocks and there was no wind but it was still cold. When 
I got there is when it hit me that I didn't have any money to buy a 
ticket with and they wouldn't sell a ticket to a 9 year old. I was 
about to go back when a bus pulled in with California on the top. The 
bus stopped and a lot of people got off it. I decided to try to sneak 
on it. I just got on when the driver called everyone back on the bus. I 
took a seat in the back next to a lady and fell asleep as the bus took 
off.

Saturday, January 14;

I kept waking up, as I was so scared that the driver would see me and 
kick me off in the middle of nowhere. I awoke finally with the sun in 
my eyes and a wet seat, when I looked down I noticed that there was 
another coat over me. The lady next to me asked how my sleep was, I 
just held me head down and that is when I notice that there was a wet 
spot on the coat. She saw it and I started to cry.

She said, "Thank you, I've been wondering how I could get my work to 
pay to get my coat clean and with your help now they have too. I got a 
dress that's dirty; do you think you can wet that one, too?"

That caught me so off guard that I started to laugh and so did she. She 
told me to go change in the bathroom and she would take care of the 
seat. I did as told and when I got back, she had a plastic bag on the 
seat. I don't know how she did it but in no time, she had my whole 
story and made me call mom on her cell phone. The first thing mom 
wanted to know was where I was and if I was okay. I told her I was fine 
and gave the phone back to the lady so she could tell her where we 
were. We were in Sacramento and she told my mom to call another number 
as her battery was going dead.

Chapter 5;

Monday, January 9;

"Lee, William, get to sleep now!" said Patrick Williams.

One look at her face told him that she was very upset, so like any good 
husband he hugged her and ask her what was wrong before she was all the 
way in the room.

"William cried himself to sleep; did he say anything to you when you 
put him down?" Mary Williams asked.

"That does it! In the morning, I am going to get a lawyer and I am 
going to adopt him. He needs a full father, I don't think he believe 
that I love him because I haven't adopted him. He asked me when I put 
in his crib if I would adopt him and I told him I had think about it. I 
can't tell him yes if I can't do it. Why did you every marry that son 
of a bitch?'

"The only thing that I'm glad I did was I had William because of it. 
Remember I was only married to that asshole for only 6 months, and when 
I got pregnant, he left me. Why didn't you come into my life sooner?"

"I'm here now and everything will work out fine."

"You think it will?"

"I keep telling myself it will."

They both hugged each other and cried.

Tuesday, January 10;

"Honey, lets do something very special for William this weekend," said 
Mary.

Patrick said, "Okay, I know just what to do, a trip down to Las Vegas 
and we can take him to all the magic shows. He loves magic and I'll try 
to get us backstage so he can even see how it's all done."

"Just the 3 of us, which would be great. Should we tell him or surprise 
him?"

"Don't tell him because I don't know if I can get away this weekend. If 
I can't then we'll do something else for him."

"Okay, I'll call Robert and Richard and asks them to take the kids this 
weekend, I'm sure they will. What will do with Alice?"

"Ask one of the mothers from preschool if they would watch her."

"That's a great idea, would you look at the time. I need to drop off 
Alice in 30 minutes for preschool and when I'm there I'll ask around."

That afternoon when Patrick came home from his office, he took Mary 
into their bedroom.

"The special weekend with our special is almost all set and add Monday 
in to it too", Patrick said. "Don't ask, just do," he added.

Later that night Mary was upset again, they talked for a while and it 
was decided that they would get rid of the crib and diapers that 
weekend.

Wednesday, January 11;

"Did you notice how upset William was at dinner?" Mary asked.

"Yes I did, why couldn't Mrs. Watson watch Alice, Pam is her best 
friend?" Patrick asked.

"She's going to be gone herself to visit her mother."

"Okay, I got a call from the lawyer and he thinks that he can get the 
papers sign Friday and I already set it up that if all goes well then 
on Monday we'll be in court. He also told me if he can't get it then 
that with the letters you been saving from that shit head, we would 
have no problems with any judge to let me adopt William. He even wants 
to do this for free after I fax him all the letters. He could not 
believe what that asshole wrote to any young boy and to his own son to 
boot."

Thursday, January 12;

"When I put William in the crib tonight I wanted to tell him everything 
but if it does not happen I can't watch him get his hopes up then tell 
him no. I try to talk to my dad but couldn't get in touch with him but 
I left a message telling him what I had planned. He is the only one 
that can take my place this weekend; I just hope he can do it," Patrick 
said.

Mary asked, "Isn't your dad talking with the government of Chile on a 
multimillions dollars deal right now?"

"Yes he is, he was hoping to be done with it Monday. When I talked to 
him last Friday he told me it's looking like next month before he is 
done. They are making him jump threw hoops to get this deal done."

"We'll do this after the deal is done. I can't ask him to give up a 
million, just us."

"If it was just the money I would go but if my dad or I are not here 
this weekend then a lot of people would lose their jobs and how can I 
do that."

Friday, January 13;

"Okay, go to bed now if you want," Mary said.

Once William was in his room with door closed she broke down crying. 
She wasn't the only one, Patrick joined her and they cried then went to 
bed very early.

Saturday, January 14;

"Hello" Patrick said into the phone.

Alex Williams said, "Son I'll be in town in less then an hour. Get to 
the airport, the jet is yours and will take you to Las Vegas and to 
Salt Lake City so you can adopt William. Everything is set to go."

"Dad, what about Chile?"

"I told them my family is more important then all the gold in the 
world. They didn't like me leaving so they agreed to almost everything 
I wanted and I still left. They even told me if my plane took off, they 
would shoot it down. I told them I rather die for my son and grandson 
then let them down. They did agree to send the deal and the people that 
need to sign it up here later today to finish it. As soon as I land, 
I'm heading to the office so when you get back you better let me shack 
hands with my grandson and my other grandkids too. Got to go, talk to 
you later."

Patrick held the phone so Mary could hear his dad, too. Mary started to 
cry and he told her to get William and tell him.

"William," she yelled it as she ran to his room.

Her heart stopped when she open the door to an empty room.

"Patrick!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.

He looked in the room and saw a note on the door; he read it aloud and 
then told Mary to call the police. He didn't even get dressed as 
grabbed his car keys and out the door, he went. When Mary called the 
police she was crying so hard that you couldn't understand what she was 
saying. With in 2 minutes there were 5 police cars there. Since Mary 
was just holding the phone and the note, crying two rivers, the police 
busted the door down, as they didn't know why they were called.

"Mama, you called to police, what is wrong?" said the first officer in 
the house.

The other officer checked the house and found nothing, there was 
nothing to find.

Mary started to come around and got the officers attention when she 
said, "If William is hurt I'm going kill that sorry son of a bitch with 
my bare hands."

Patrick took that time to come back; he was freezing as he only had a 
pair of boxers on.

Mary looked at him and he said, "I got to get some clothes on, then 
I'll be back out there looking".

An officer stopped him and made him tell them what was going on. Once 
the officers knew what was happing they called in for a dog. They all 
knew any kid out in this cold wouldn't last long. The dog showed them 
that William walked to the bus stop and got on a bus. They got a list 
of all the busses that was there last night and this morning.

"Mrs. Williams does your ex have a phone?" asked the lead officer.

Before she could say a word the phone rang, "Hello?" she said.

"William, where are you? Are you okay?" she said.

"Sacramento, yes what that number?" she asked, and then repeated it so 
the officer could hear it.

The officer told her not to call that number until they checked it out. 
They were shocked that was Sandy Allen of the FBI. In addition, she was 
on her way home from Salt Lake City on a bus. They waited until the bus 
got to Sacramento and able to talk longer on the phone before they took 
off in the jet. Patrick did get dressed and so did Mary and took some 
clothes along for themselves and William. Less then 2 hours later, 
their jet landed in Sacramento and Sandy and William was waiting for 
them.

William was worry that his mom would do to him but Sandy told him that 
everything would be fine. He was so stressful that when he hugged his 
mother and could tell he wasn't going to get big punishment that relief 
washed over him and he wet himself. Patrick was right behind his 
mother, as William got anxious again. Patrick looked at the wet pants 
and shook his head.

He said, "William, don't you ever do this again or you wont like what 
will happen to you."

William said, "I'm sorry, but I wanted to see my dad and you're not my 
dad."

Patrick said, "You're wrong, son, I just got the last paper and the 
only thing I need now is a judge to sign them and I will be your dad."

Chapter 6;

William was very happy now and didn't mind that he had to wear a suit 
for dinner. They were having dinner with Sandy and her family at a 
really fancy restaurant. He found out what everyone did to help him out 
to be adopted. His grandfather almost missed a big deal, Sandy 
convinced his real father to sign the paper that he never would have 
signed before and Patrick really did want to be his father. Sandy's 
husband Bill asked William what his new name would be. He just got a 
funny look on his face until his mother told him his last name would be 
Williams after the adoption. He had a lot to think about through the 
rest of dinner. They spent the rest of the night talking in their hotel 
room; William fell asleep in Patrick's lap.

William wasn't too surprised when he awoke to find that he had a wet 
disposable diaper on. Patrick came in before William could worry too 
much about his wet diaper.

Patrick asked, "So how did my baby boy sleep last night?"

William started to cry that he was not a baby; he really was worked up 
when his wet diaper was undone.

Patrick said, "You will be my baby boy your whole life, just like I'm 
my daddy's baby boy. I'm sure that you are under a lot of stress right 
now and that's why you wet at night. Don't worry about it and in a few 
days or a week you will be dry at night again and don't have to wear 
diapers. Now do you want to wear a diaper on our way back home?"

William just shook his head as Patrick cleaned him up.

Patrick said, "Too bad", as he started to tickle William and give him 
raspberries on his tummy, he did stopped before William wet himself.

Later after they had breakfast and on the plane back home Patrick asked 
William to make a list of reasons why he should adopt him and a list of 
why he shouldn't. William wasn't happy to make a list and only could 
think of reasons why he shouldn't be adopted. William could not think 
of one reason why any one would want him, he was a bad boy, and he 
started to wet at night, and a whole lot of others things. He didn't 
want to do the list but his mom also told him to do it. He didn't like 
to fly much and doing the lists helped him take his mind off the plane 
crashing the whole flight. When they landed, he had 4 pages of why not 
and nothing for why he should. Patrick asked him for his last of why he 
should be adopted and William just gave him a blank piece of paper. 
Patrick gave William 10 sheets of paper told him to read each one very 
carefully and always remember why he wanted to adopt him. William read 
each reason he put down and wasn't to surprised that the first one said 
that he loved him but was at the second one was when he put hot sauce 
in his coffee. Patrick wanted hotter coffee one morning and William put 
hot sauce in it so it would be hot, William was only 6 at the time. 
Despite his nervousness, he started to laugh as he remembers that 
morning.

Patrick said, "Keep that list and anytime you don't think anyone wants 
you read it."

William was happy that with all the bad things he has done Patrick 
still wanted him. Once home he put the list in his treasure chest, 
where he kept all his most important things. Alex stopped by on his way 
to the airport; he needed to get back to Chile. William asked him about 
what name he should pick. Alex told him to pick a good one for himself. 
He did stay long enough so he could see the other kids as their dads 
drop them off. William had to tell them all what he did. They were 
happy that Patrick was going to adopt him. They played inside the rest 
of the day until it was dinnertime. William was very upset that he had 
to go to bed right after dinner but after he was told that, he needed 
to be up early for the trip to Salt Lake City he went happily.

William asked, "Daddy can you put my diaper on me?"

Patrick said, "Sure, but no funny stuff."

William was hoping for some funny stuff and he wasn't disappointed. 
Patrick told him that he could get his old bed back after they get back 
home from court. William kind of like the feel of the crib and so he 
asked Patrick if he could keep it.

Patrick said, "Anything you want baby." as he turned off the lights.

Chapter 7;

William woke up very excited for the day but soon got disillusioned 
with it. Two-hour car ride to Salt Lake City, then a four-hour wait to 
see the judge. The only thing that the judge asked William was if he 
wanted to change his name.

William said, "Yes sir, if I could can I change it to Alex?"

The judge said okay and that he would have the papers done after lunch. 
Since it was snowing, they ate in the courthouse then picked up the 
papers before they went home. It took over three hours to get back 
home. Alex didn't feel well so he went to bed with out eating dinner.

The next morning Alex felt better but his mother still took him to the 
doctors. The doctor ran some test mostly about his bedwetting. He 
didn't have to go to school, which he was glad of but his mom kept him 
in bed all day. Alex was not look forward to school but the next day he 
went.

School went much better then he thought it would but he didn't see any 
of his friends. That night he was told that he would be staying home 
this weekend as the rest went skiing again. That was fine with Alex, as 
he hated skiing.

Alex asked his mother if he had to wear a diaper the whole weekend as 
he did a few weeks ago.

She said, "No, unless you think you should then it's okay with me. 
However, when you have a diaper on you can't ask to be changed and you 
have to use the diaper only. By the way why haven't you been playing 
with your friend Frank?"

Alex said, "He's not my friend anymore," then told her all about how he 
been acting towards him the last weeks.

As soon as he got home Friday, he asked Patrick to diaper him, as he 
liked it when he did it better then when his mother did. He had not 
told his mother and father that he liked wearing a diaper. His parents 
didn't mind diapering him as they had thought he only wanted the 
attention and soon would stop wearing them. They changed their minds 
when they notice that he would suck on his pacifier when he thought no 
one would see him do it. He was dressed in his cloth diaper and pajamas 
when everyone else was ready to go. He was shocked to see his mother 
was dressed too, as he thought she would be staying with him. He got a 
very bad feeling about it when he was told to get in the car with the 
rest of the kids. Before he could saw a word of protest, his mother put 
his pacifier in his mother.

She said, "Keep it in your mouth till you get dropped off at your 
babysitter's."

It took him awhile to notice that the pacifier taste like watermelon, 
his favorite fruit, and was feeling better when the car stopped in 
front of a house. He didn't even realize that it was Frank's house 
until Patrick and he got up to the front door. The door opens before 
they could ring the bell.

Mrs. Watson said as she saw us, "Frank is in the TV room why don't you 
go see him as I talk to your father."

Alex did as he was told with some misery but Frank had seen him in a 
diaper before and as far as he could tell, he had not told anyone at 
school about it. Frank was in front of the TV under a blanket watching 
Star Wars as Alex walked in. since it was almost over Alex decided to 
sit on the couch and wait until it was over before he let Frank know he 
was there. Alex soon felt the need to go poop but he didn't want to do 
that in front of anyone, so he got up to go in the hall to do it. He 
must have made too much noise as Frank notice him.

Frank asked, "What are you doing here?"

Alex jumped and tried to turn around but slipped and fell on his butt. 
That was too much for his bowls and they let go with a loud fart and a 
full load in his diapers. Frank heard it and started to laugh at Alex. 
Alex started to cry with the humiliation of pooping his diapers in 
front of Frank.

Mrs. Watson walked in just then and said "Frank, don't laugh at Alex."

She knew that Alex had a dirty diaper on so she picked him up and 
carried him to the nursery, which was Frank's bedroom. Alex had never 
been in Frank's bedroom before but he knew it was his bedroom as there 
were only three bedrooms and one of them was the TV room. Frank helped 
change Alex's diaper much to Alex embarrassment. That only lasted until 
it was Frank's turn to be changed and Alex help with it.

Mrs. Watson said "Frank why don't you show Alex all your baby stuff as 
I make dinner."

Frank showed him a fully stock nursery with clothes to go with it. They 
talked about Alex's name and Frank's coldness. Frank and his mother had 
a long talk after the day at the store.

Frank said, "I have always worn a diaper at night as I wet the bed and 
I have loved diapers for as long as I can remember. I made a deal with 
mom that I would stop using bad words if I could be treated like a baby 
sometimes. I didn't want you to know about it but since your parents 
told my mom that you like diapers as much as I do then we can be 
friends again if you want."

Alex said, "Okay, I never told mom or dad that I like diapers but I do. 
Do JR and JD know about your baby stuff?"

"No but they do know about me wearing a diaper at night as they also 
wet the bed. We have talked about it but I haven't told them about all 
my baby stuff yet. Do you want to use my highchair at dinner?"

"You bet I do. I wish I had a nursery like you do."

The weekend went much too fast for Alex and Sunday night he was back in 
his own crib. Many changes happen that next week, Dot and Carl was 
going to be moving in with their father and Lee was moving into Carl's 
bedroom. Alex would get a nursery if he kept his grades up and not use 
bad words. JD and JR were told about all the baby stuff and they loved 
it as much as Frank and Alex did. They all started to wear diapers as 
much of the time as they could, which all the time but at school. There 
were many sleepovers between the four boys, a few times all four would 
sleepover at somebody's house. That summer they stayed in diapers the 
whole time and were able to keep the secret that was until school 
started up again. The first day of school, all four of them not only 
wet their pants in class but also pooped in them. It was decided then 
that they be home schooled and kept in diapers, as they didn't want to 
give up their diapers even for school.

THE END