The Baby Ranch – Prologue

	'Thank you Grandparents,' I thought to myself as I drove my F-350 
Dualie Crew cab pick up through the gates of the 'LAZY S RANCH.' The 
'LAZY S', a 4750 acre cattle ranch and farm in Montana's BIG OPEN 
COUNTY - the EASTERN PART of Montana - was founded by my relatives in 
the 1860s. My dad or my uncles didn't like ranching, so my dad moved to 
Glasgow, Montana and opened up a boat showroom. My granddad knew I 
loved this place, so when they decided to retire, they sold me the 
ranch, lock, stock and barrel.
	Driving up the driveway, I thought I saw a boy walking in the 
field. When I looked again, the boy was gone, so I thought I was 
dreaming. I parked the truck in front of the house - a 5 bedroom 2 
story farmhouse with a wrap around porch - and went in, carrying my 
bags.
	Opening the door, I looked around the house. The house, built in 
1989, was modern with a large country kitchen with island, a great 
room, dining room, office, a laundry area with bath area and a guest 
bath on the downstairs, while upstairs was a huge Master bedroom with 
master bath, and 4 good sized bedrooms with 2 bathrooms between the 
bedrooms.
	I walked up the stairs and drop the bags in the master bedroom. I 
went back downstairs and went outside. I then went to the F-350, and 
got the Recreational Industries' Buffalo - a 6 wheeled ATC - from the 
bed of my truck. I got in the Buffalo and started it up and started to 
drive across the field.

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The Baby Ranch -- Chapter 1

	Crossing the fields, I went to check the barns and the 
outbuilding - including the bunkhouse, where the cowhands slept. 
Looking around, I saw the door to the bunkhouse opening and soon, I saw 
the boy. The boy looked at me, then said, "Sorry sir, I needed a place 
to sleep."
	"That's okay. What are you doing here? Did you run away?" I 
looked at him and his jeans were wet.
	"No sir, my mom put me on a Greyhound in Chicago and she give me 
a ticket to Glendive. My mom and her boyfriend didn't want me, but I 
didn't know what to do. I started to walk and since it was getting 
dark, I decided to go and sleep in a barn. I'm sorry, sir."
	"Want to sleep in the house, son?" I asked him. My sister is an 
social worker in Illinois, so I decided to see if I could talk to her. 
"What is your name, son?"
	The boy handed me an envelope, then said, "Mom gave me all the 
important papers. She said that she didn't want me, so she sent me 
away. Her boyfriend was a bigwig in a big company, so she wanted to be 
someone," he sniffed.
	I looked at the envelope and saw that he was 'John Smith.' The 
boy looked to be about 9, and the birth certificate confirmed that. His 
birthday was 3 days ago. 'I doubt that his name is John Smith or his 
birthday was 3 days ago,' I thought to myself.
	I looked at the boy and said, "What's your name, son? I'm Carl 
Selwyn."
	"Hello, sir," the boy said, "I'm John Smith." John looked at me 
and then said, "At least that is what I've been told. I doubt my last 
name is Smith." John then peed his pants and left a wet spot on the 
floor. He started to cry and said, "Please don't hit me. I'm sorry. I 
didn't mean to." He sniffed.
	"John," I said, "I am NOT going to hit you. Did your mom hit you 
when you wet?" I reached my hand to reassure him, but he was scared I 
guess he thought I would hit him.
	"I guess you don't want ME around, either. Noone wants me." John 
sniffed. He picked up his backpack and said, "I'll leave."
	I looked at John and said, "If you want to stay you can. I think 
you need a bath and your clothes needs washing. Where are you going to 
go?"
	John looked at me and said, "You want me to stay? I guess you'll 
get mad at me. What'll your wife say?"
	"I don't have a wife, son. If you want to stay you can but you'll 
have to obey the rules. One is that you'll sleep in the house, unless 
you ask to sleep out in the bunkhouse." I looked at John and said, 
"Another is that I want you to wear diapers. I should call my friend to 
see if he can give you a check up."
	"Diapers?" John said. He looked at me with hope in his eyes. "I 
can stay with you?"
	"Hopefully forever, son. Just because you wet, it doesn't bother 
me. Want a look around the ranch that we are part of?" I looked at him 
and thought that he was perfect. We walked over to the Buffalo and I 
was showing John the Buffalo, which is a 6 wheel drive.
	John and I were talking about the Buffalo and then we got in and 
started up the unit. We drove around the ranch and soon we were talking 
about our ranch. We crossed the fields and soon, I decided to cross a 
stream - by going through the stream. John laughed, so I drove the 
Buffalo in the stream, getting us wet.
	After a tour of the ranch, I said, "Want to go to the house? I 
think we need to get washed."
	John said, "This is cool! I hope I can live here." John looked 
down and then looked at me. "Dad, will you baby me? I need..." I looked 
at John, and John thought I'd hate the idea. "I knew you'd hate me for 
that."
	I said, "I would enjoy babying you, son." I headed back to the 
house, since I still need to call my sister who works in Illinois as a 
social worker. I hope if John is telling the truth, I can keep him. I 
should get Steve over here to give John a check up.
	John said, "I'll be a happy baby for you. Mom and her boyfriends 
hated the fact that I bedwet. Mom punished me, and her boyfriends 
either ignore me or spanked me - or worse. I love the ranch, dad."
	
The Baby Ranch -- Chapter 2

	We drove up to the house, and John was amazed at the house. He 
got out of the Buffalo, then looked at the porch, which wrapped around 
two-thirds of the house. John looked at the porch and saw the swing on 
the porch. John turned to me and said, "This is cool!" He got off the 
Buffalo and climbed the steps to the porch.
	I thought if John was amazed at the porch, I wonder what he would 
think of the house. I looked at John and said, "Like the porch? Want to 
sleep out here?" I cuddle with him on the porch, after I got off the 
Buffalo. "I hope you'll trust me, love?"
	"I will, daddy," John said. "You want me to live here? Really?" 
He glazed into my eyes and said, "You don't mind me being a baby?"
	"I don't mind," I said. "Want to see your bedroom?" I kissed him 
on the lips. I lifted him up and cradled him and opened the door to the 
ranch house. I carried him into the house and said, "Would baby like a 
bath giving by daddy?"
	John smiled and said, "Yes dada!"
	I took him upstairs and yes, I did have a nursery in the house. I 
took him in the nursery, which my grandparents had for my brother's 
son. I had some Pampers, so I took off his dirty clothes and gave John 
a bath in the nursery's bathroom.
	After I bathed him, I dried him then took him to the changing 
table. He looked around the nursery and smiled. "My baby is going to be 
a happy little baby for daddy," I said as I put baby lotion and powder 
on him. I then put thick cloth diapers on him and plastic pants.
	I saw he was surprised, so I told him that my nephew was a TB. He 
wanted to know what a TB was, so I told him that a TB was a teen or 
pre-teen who loves diapers and being a baby. He couldn't believe it, so 
he asked, "You don't mind if I was?"
	"Nope, I want you to enjoy being a TB, love. For now, I want you 
to take a nap. I need to make some calls so I can adopt my son." I 
carried him to the crib and put him down for a nap. After covering him 
with a sheet, I kissed him and said, "In an hour, we can have dinner." 
I then left the room shutting the door.
	I called my sister, who was a social worker in Illinois. I told 
her what I knew about John Smith. "Dee, see if you can get info on this 
boy. I found him in the bunkhouse. He said his mom and stepdad put him 
on a bus to Glendive. His mom and stepdad didn't like his wetting." I 
told her about his birth certificate and school paperwork and what John 
told me.
	Dee said, "If you fax me what you have I'll get to work on it. 
Another mom who would rather be an executive's wife than a mom. I hope 
the idiot is worth it. Just because he might be incontinent, you don't 
throw him out."
	I told Dee that I am calling Steve next to give John a check up. 
Dee like that idea, so I said, "Give Dan and the boys hugs for me. Come 
out to the ranch someday." I then hung up after Dee said they might.
	I called Steve and Steve will be here in an hour. Steve, a 
childhood friend, grew up around here and wanted to be a doctor. Steve 
and I chatted for a bit, then I hung up the phone, after asking if he 
knew a social worker.
	Steve told me about a social worker and he said that he'll bring 
her over. I got off the phone and faxed the papers to Dee, then started 
some spaghetti and sauce.
	In Illinois, Dee Martensen was looking at the papers. 'I think I 
know who John is,' she thought. 'What a jerk John's mom is. John's good 
in school, but his mom and stepdad hates him. John'll get adopted by 
Carl.'
	"Mom," a blond haired, blue eyed boy, who is dressed in cloth 
diapers, blue plastic pants and a onesie, said, "What's the matter? Dad 
was calling you."
	Dee said, "Sorry, love. What does your dad want? Uncle Carl send 
me some papers. He found a throw away at his ranch." Dee put her 10 
year old son on her lap and said, "Your dad and I love you and you 
won't ever get kicked out." Dee kissed her son.
	D.J. said, "Dad wants to know if you need anything at the store. 
He's going to Home Depot, so he wants to know if you need anything at 
Wal*Mart."
	Dee said, "Some food, but I can get it tomorrow. Are you guys 
going?"
	"We are," D.J. said.
	"Ok, lets go shopping," Dee said. "We need some food for you 
guys."
The Baby Ranch -- Chapter 3

	Dee looked at her son, DJ, when Dee said, "I doubt Daddy will 
take you in just a wet diaper, honey." She grabbed DJ and carried him 
to his nursery, which he shared with his twin brothers - 8 year old 
Digby and Drew. Dee looked around the room and placed him on the 
changing table. She strapped him on the table and unsnapped his onesie. 
She gave DJ a kiss on his tummy and said, "Somebody is a good baby for 
his mommy and daddy." She unpinned the diapers and started to clean DJ 
up.
	She got DJ all clean and then started to dress him. She put on 
cloth diapers, yellow plastic pants with teddy bears on them, and light 
green onesie. She then put on a pair of big boy jeans and a polo shirt. 
She then put socks on him and then his sneakers.
	Dee looked at DJ and thought, 'We would never throw you out 
because of your or your brothers' incontinence. I hope you'll love your 
new cousin!' She unbuckled the strap and picked DJ up and told DJ, 
"Tell your brothers to get changed."
	Dee's husband, Dan, was at the door to the nursery carrying 
Digby. "I was wondering where DJ was. I was going to change and dress 
Dig. Drew is in the playpen in a dry diaper. Do you want to go to 
Wal*Mart?" He kissed Dee and said, "Love you."
	At the 'Lazy S', I woke up John and I saw he was wet. He looked 
at me and said, "Sorry, I know you don't want me either. No one wants 
someone like me." He looked at the floor.
	I was thinking who made him into a depressed kid - just because 
he wets doesn't make him a bad boy. I looked at his wet diapers and put 
my right hand on his chin and lifted his face up to my face. I smiled 
and said, "I want you, John. Just because you sleep-wet doesn't mean 
anything. I want you to be my son. I told that you aren't the only boy 
who sleep-wets." I said, "Just because of incontinence, you should NOT 
be thrown away like yesterday's garbage."
	John looked at me and said, "Do you mean that? No one was ever 
nice to me. My mom used to make fun of my wetting, my stepdad said that 
he was GLAD I wasn't his son and my mom said that my dad couldn't stand 
me." John hugged me and he started to cry.
	I kissed him and said, "John, I will never say that. I hate 
seeing a cute boy cry." I smiled at him and I thought he was very cute 
in just diapers. "Want to get into a dry diaper? We can then look 
around at the Lazy S."
	John looked at me and nodded his head, so I lifted him to the 
changing table and strapped him. I unpinned his soaked diapers and 
cleaned up around his penis and he giggled. I then lotioned and oiled 
him, then put on some cloth diapers and blue plastic pants. I looked at 
him and said, "My lovely BABY BOY! Would you like to be outside in just 
your diapers?"
	John said, "Ok, daddy." I unstrapped him and we went outside and 
got onto the Buffalo and started it up.

	In their Ford Excursion, Dan looked over at Dee and said, 
"Something bothering you at work, dear?" He reached over to her hand 
and kissed it.
	Dee smiled and said, "Sorry, not at work, love. Carl founded a 
boy at the ranch and he faxed me paperwork on the boy. The mom and her 
husband sent him on a bus to Glendive and then the boy walked from 
there. Carl found him in one of the bunkhouses. Carl faxed me the 
papers the boy had. The mom's boyfriend is a VP of one of Chicago's 
best-known institution. I'm going to get Carl to adopt him."
	"Your brother would make a great dad," Dan said. "I hope we can 
get up to Montana this summer. I think your brother would enjoy having 
a son to spoil." Dan looked at his boys and then said, "Like we do to 
ours."
	Dee said "We?" She smiled.