Would You Do Anything For Money? Summary: It's about a very poor family who lived in the streets and would do anything for money. One day they see an ad for a reality show that would pay anyone who volunteered $100,000. They were too excited to read what the reality was for. Now that it started there's no turning back... Chapter 1 Hi, my name is Derik Temerson (13). I have 2 younger brothers named Taylor (6) and Thomas (4). I have 2 parents, their names are, Joanna (Mom, 31) and Fred (Dad, 34). Though my brothers and I go to school, we have absolutely no money, no home, no food, no water. Nothing. We have to dig through garbage to find something to eat or drink. Worst of all, we have to beg people for money to buy school supplies, etc. Well, don't feel sad for me, YET, the bad things happen later on. Chapter 2 "Please, sir. Give me some spare change." I asked a man. "No! Get your dirty little hands off me, boy!" He said yanking his arm out of my grasp. When he walked away, I stuck my tongue at him. I went into a dark alley. Inside was my mother. "How did it go Derik? Get any spare change?" Joanna asked as soon as I was in sight. "Not as good as yesterday, but I was able to jack a couple of dollars from some snotty rich man. People aren't as nice to me as they are to Taylor or Thomas," I snapped back. "Don't be like that. You know as well as I do that your younger brothers are cute and no one can resist them," she said with a soothing voice. Not to long after Taylor, Thomas, and Fred came back with coins jingling in their pockets. "Yeah! We got to the Big-Time! $5 worth of change!" Fred called out happily as he poured the change into a little pail they use to put change in. "You know what that means?" We all said in unison. "Shopping!" Shopping was the only thing keeping my family from becoming worthless scum who eat garbage and lay around doing nothing (well we're like that but we don't lay around doing nothing!). Since we were in our clean T- Shirts and Jeans we were going to the supermarket! My brothers jumped with jovial excitement. I looked at them and smiled. Who wouldn't? We walked about 5 minutes passing more and more snotty people. They immediately turned their heads when they saw us coming. What was their problems? When were there we were only buy the essentials (ex: Water, small snacks, cleaning products for body, clothes, and etc.). We always walked around together just in case there was a burglar around. As we walked looking for what we needed, a piece of paper (flew into my face, I'm just kidding :}) was next to shampoo and I started to read it. It read, " Looking for contestants for reality show. 56 Reed St. Applications end February 19, 2006 6 pm. Families only! Reality show lasts 1 Week! Winners get $100,000 for- " I stopped reading at that point because it was blotted out. Luckily t was only 5 pm, which would give us plenty of time to prepare. I tapped my mom's shoulder and she turned around. "What is it, Derek? Did you find something we can buy?" She asked. "No, but I found something better. Come on look over here." My family took a close look at the piece of paper. They looked at it without any expression at first, but then after we all jumped up and down in joy. "Do you know what this means?" My mom said eagerly. "We'll be rich!" Taylor replied in a cute voice. "Let's go over now; this is the last day." My dad said. We all nodded in agreement. We bought our stuff and put it in the alley. Then went to the address. When we got there, there was only a few minutes left to sign up. Chapter 3 We were in front of the doors of an enormous-- scratch that-- GIGANTIC, studio. Inside on the left was a lady behind a desk. She was on a phone talking about applying for a job in acting. On the desk was a sign-up sheet for the reality show. No other family names were on it. My dad wrote us down and we were all set. "Honey, isn't it strange that no one else wants to do this reality show?" My mom asked our dad suspiciously. "Yeah, but that gives us a 100% chance of being chosen!" My dad said to my mom. A man from behind of one of the many doors came out. He was dressed in black all over, black shoes, black everything! He took the sign up sheet and went through the door. In an instant, another man came out. He wore a Hawaiian shirt with shorts. He ran to us. "Are you the Temerson family?" He asked. "Yes we are." My dad replied. "Follow me." He said leading us to another door. There was a woman in a red suit. Inside were 2 more doors. Another man was there. One labeled "Boys" and the other "Girls". The woman led mom into the room labeled "Girls" and the man led us men into the room labeled "Boys". Another 2 doors appeared before us. One labeled boys and another labeled "Adults 18 and above" and the other one said "Children 5-18" "I guess this is where we split up" my dad stated. "Yea, I guess so." I said. The man led my father through the door labeled "Adults 18 and above". The other man led us into the other door. Inside was a dressing room. "Someone will be with you in a minute." The man said. I took a good look around the dressing room. (OMG) There were changing tables, diapers (all sizes and all kinds), pull-ups, plastic pants, some pins, baby powder, and some other baby stuff. Since Thomas was the youngest, he still enjoyed being treated like a baby, so he really liked it. I noticed some mirrors with lights around them, like the ones actors use to get themselves ready for a show. There was also make-up and stuff. In a few minutes a woman came in with 3 sheets of paper. We each read it. I didn't like it one bit, it read: ----------------------------------------------------------------------- ALL CONTESTANTS 5 - 18 MUST FOLLOW RULES OR YOU WILL LOSE: 1. Children 5-18 must wear diaper(s) at all times 2. You may not take off diaper(s) 3. You only get three chances to win 4. Children must eat baby food with bib only 5. Children will drink out of bottles (no exceptions) 6. Children will sleep in cribs (must do) 7. Children will be spanked if they misbehave 8. Children must be in bed after dinner 9. No outside contacts 10. Children will be required to be a baby 11. Children can only be changed by an adult 18 or above 12. Children must use diapers 13. Children will sit in high chairs while eating 14. Parents may leave a "baby-sitter" in charge for one-day if necessary 15. Children will watch children shows (cartoons, etc.) 16. Children will not wear pants or underwear 17. Children will use pacifier 18. Children play with baby toys 19. Children will use baby word (ex: mommy, poopy, etc.) 20. Children have to crawl, be picked up, or use a walker 21. Children will use camera as a secret teller ----------------------------------------------------------------------- (OMG) WHY?! We had to be babies! The thought of me in diapers freaked me out. "Derik, what does this say?" Thomas and Taylor asked together. "It says we have to be babies." I said. "Neat-O!" They said. They still remembered being in diapers so this wasn't a problem for them. But what about me ?! I was thirteen years old! I can't be wearing diapers! Especially in front of billions of viewers. Just then the door opened and a woman appeared. She had a nametag on and it read: Linda. "O.K. Boys get on those changing tables! If you don't you lose a chance of winning and get a good spanking!" She said in a happy voice. We all got on separate tables. She started with Thomas as he was the youngest. She took his shoes, pants, shirt, and underwear off, leaving only with a shirt on the dressing table. He was used to being naked in front of us, but he wasn't to strangers (We'll we're all like that). She powdered his bottom and his (Dare I say it) penis. She rubbed a little more because she must have known men were sensitive about this organ. After, she grabbed a diaper and held it under Thomas's (who's now laying down) bottom. She pulled up the edges and tightened them with the tapes, but also used pins. She slipped on a Big Bird Shirt over him and he was done. She instructed him to wait. She went on to Taylor and did the same. She gave him a Sesame Street Shirt. Now it was my turn. She helped me strip down naked and she started to apply baby powder. I felt embarrassed for a girl doing this. Then She got a big diaper and put it on me. When she was done she handed me a shirt with the words "I'm a Big Baby" on the front and a bear in diapers in the back. I felt so embarrassed. Being diapers in front of my brothers. Worst part of all billions of viewers will see me like this. What will this do to my social life? What will I do? "O.K. Boys! Go through that door and you'll begin!" She instructed. We one by one got off the changing table with the help of the girl and went through the doors. We were led into a room with nothing in it and there were other doors connecting to it. Mom and Dad came in and they looked like some seniors. We all couldn't help laughing at each other. "O.K people ! Just go through that door in front of you and the reality show will start!" A voice said through a speaker. We listened and we were outside, but close to a house. "Go in the House!" The man on the speaker called. We entered and totally shocked to see what was in it. Chapter 4 I saw a living room with baby stuff, stairs going upstairs, a kitchen, a closet, and etc. "Well I guess we best get started." Mom and Dad lifted us one by one and placed us in a playpen. I was so embarrassed, I think my face was glowing red. Mom and Dad put pacifiers in our mouth. We sucked on it like good babies would. Thomas and Taylor started to play with the toys as Mom and Dad sat in nearby chairs. I hesitate, but $100,000! I had to do this or no money! I started to play a little. "Oh, aren't they precious?" I heard my Mom say to my Dad. In about 10 minutes of playing, Mom and Dad picked us up and brought us to the kitchen. Since I was kind of skinny, I wasn't that hard to carry. We were placed in highchairs. We were buckled so we don't try to get out and had bibs put on us. They looked in a drawer and took some baby food and spoons out. We each were spoon fed one at a time. When Thomas finished his helping and was given a bottle of warm milk. The same process happened for Taylor and I. After finishing eating, we all needed to use the bathroom. According to the rules, we had to use diapers as a bathroom. I already noticed Thomas and Taylor already done it. I spread my legs apart and let out a dump. "Did you kids make a messy-wessy?" Mom said in a baby voice. We all nodded. She and Dad took us up to a bedroom. Inside was more baby stuff. Thomas was first to be changed. Then Taylor. Then Me. my mom wiped my soiled body clean and applied baby powder. She put a diaper on me or should I say "several diapers". They brought us back down stairs and put us in front of the television. It was a re-run of a barney episode. I would know I watched it when Thomas was still growing up. We watched about 2 episodes until my parents changed the channel so it be "Elmo's World". We watched 4 episodes and Mom and Dad announced it was dinner! It basically the same as last time, but Mom and Dad had food. Real Food. After dinner we were changed into fresh diapers. After we were put in 3 cribs, one for each of us. Mom and Dad pulled up the metal bars and started to read a children's book. In a couple of minutes we fell asleep from boredom. The last thing I remembered was Mom kissing us all goodnight. Chapter 5 I woke up. It was morning. My diaper was wet. (OMG) I actually wet myself. I never bedwetted, not even when I was young! I looked around, Taylor was still asleep, but Thomas was awake. I think he was about to cry out. "Mommy! I made a poopy!" He cried. Almost immediately Mom came in. "Did my little Tommy-Wommy make a messy-wessy?" Mom asked in a baby voice. Thomas nodded. Mom picked him up and carried him to the changing table. She took the diaper off. (OMG)He was such a mess! Mom cleaned him up and changed him into some disposable diapers. I think she noticed me looking because she turned around and looked at me. "Is Deriky awakey?" Mom asked. I felt embarrassed as how my own mother would ask me something like that. She noticed the smell my diaper made when I peed in it. She picked me up and carried me to the changing table. She changed me. Instead of one diaper she diapered me in several cloth diapers. It was so thick! When she got me down, I could barely stand up, and I sat down. Thomas started laughing at me. Since I had to act like baby, I sat there and allowed him to laugh at me. Mom went to check on Taylor who started stirring. "Mommy? Mommy! I had a nightmare!" Taylor cried to Mom as she carried him to the changing table. "It's O.K Tayly-Wayly. Mommy's here." Mom said in a soothing voice. Taylor stopped crying. She changed his diaper, which he used when he got too scared of his nightmare. Dad entered the room. Mom indicated Dad to help her bring us downstairs. They carried us downstairs. We were brought to the kitchen where we were about to be fed more baby food. They fed us. "Moe! Moe!" Demanded Thomas as he was still hungry. Mom and Dad fed him extra servings. As they were feeding Thomas, Taylor and I were sucking the contents from a bottle. (I felt the urge coming up!) I was about to let out a big dump. I waited for Taylor to let it out. When he did, I let it out as well. (Whoo!)It was a stinky one! Dad carried us up to the bedroom and laid us on the changing room. He didn't look too bothered. We were changed into fresh new diapers. Dad also put (Triple Double) a lot of diapers on me. Not too long after that Mom started to change Thomas. When we were all diapered up, they brought us down to the living room. They placed us in the playpen. Then a doorbell rang. I was surprised to have someone actually at the door. A young girl was behind it. She looked cheerful and about my age (11-13). "Hello, Mr and Mrs.Temerson!" She said. "You must be the Jennifer, the 'Baby-Sitter'!" My parents said in unison. BABYSITTER?!?! My parents were actually going to leave another girl in charge?! I was so pissed off! My parents approached us. "Boys, this is your baby-sitter. She'll be watching you while we go out for a while." Mom said as she started to leave. "Be nice!" Dad called. "According to my schedule, you'll boys will be watching a movie!" She said. We all cheered in delight. (:})We were finally going to watch something better than Elmo's World or Barney! She took us out of the playpen and onto the floor in front of the television. She put in a tape and turned the television on. While we were watching the introduction, Jennifer left the living to the kitchen. When she came back, she had 3 bottles of orange soda. She turned off the lights. As we were sucking on our bottles, the movie started. It was "Tarzan". During the movie Thomas kept asking questions, like "How does he speak like a monkey?" or "Why is he like a monkey?" I got so frustrated that I shouted at him to shut up. He started crying like a baby. Jennifer soothed Thomas and she came towards me. "You've been a bad baby!" She picked me up to the couch and had me lean over her knees. She pulled my diapers down. I knew what was coming next. She started to spank me. They were swift and hard. "Stop. Please!" I cried. "I don't listen to Big Boys. I only listen to good little babies." She said still spanking me. "Pweez! Stwop Spanking me! I'm Sowy! I'm Sowy! I won't do wit again!" I cried. She stopped spanking. "Now go stand in the corner and think of what you've done!" She said pointing toward a corner. I obediently obeyed her. My butt and face were glowing red. Luckily she pulled my diaper up. I stood there embarrassed. She also put a pacifier in my mouth. I stood there crying. I heard Thomas ask more questions and Taylor asking for more orange soda. In about 10 minutes, she allowed to come back. She gave me back my bottle. I started to suck on it. I noticed I had more orange soda. I watched the rest of the movie. By the end of the movie, we all wet our diapers from all of the soda. She brought us upstairs and changed us. My butt was still red so it hurt when she applied the baby powder. She put pacifiers in our mouths. She carried us down to the playpen. We started playing with the toys under the watchful eyes of the baby- sitter. I kind liked being a baby, other than the pain. Then the next few days I acted more baby-ish than ever. I started to say "Mommy", "Da-Da", and I Wuv You!". I used my diapers whenever I felt. I played nicely. Thomas and Taylor also started to regress. When it was the final day of the reality show, we were allowed to wear our usual clothes, eat REAL food, drink from cups, sleep in beds. (Oh YEAH!) We partied until the end of the day. We went to bed. Luckily in the morning no one wet the bed. I sensed that Thomas and Taylor really wanted to be babied, but they had to be big boys. "O.K. People! Go Home!" Called the man in the tropical shirt while he gave Mom and Dad a suitcase full of money. Soon after that we left. Epilogue Derik's Mom and Dad bought a new house. They also bought diapers, bottles, cribs, pacifiers, children books, and stuff just for them. Thomas, Taylor, and Derik began being babied by their parents again. They stopped going to school, but were baby-sat by their own tutor named Heidi. The meet more diaper-wearers, who call themselves diaper- boys. They go to each other's houses for sleepover, etc. The three brothers stopped wearing diapers when they were 18-21 years old.