SUMMARY Sandra is a single parent who is at her wit's end with her unruly 11-year-old son, Matthew. One day while surfing the Internet for ideas on what to do with her son, she comes across a web page dealing with diaper punishment. At first she dismisses the idea, but the more she thinks about it, she realizes that a diaper might just be the ticket to regain control over her ill-mannered son. She hatches a plan to get her son back into a diaper without him ever realizing that his mother is behind his gradual loss of control of his bodily functions. REVISION INFORMATION This story has been slightly modified since it was first published on the Web. For those who have seen the first revision, Jenny is now a year older (and bigger) than Matthew and the relationship between Jenny and Matthew has changed. She can't stand her arrogant and cocky "little" brother and assists her mother in their grand scheme to bring Matthew back into line. AUTHOR INFORMATION This is my first ever AB/DL story and the first time I have done any type of creative writing in over 20 years. I would very much like to hear feedback from others on how they feel about the story. Please email me at [email protected] and let me know what you think. Both positive and negative comments are desired. A DIFFICULT 11 YEAR OLD As Sandra sat at her computer keyboard she paused and thought to herself: "Hummm, let's try ... disciplining a difficult child." She had been trying all afternoon to get ideas using a variety of Internet Search Engines on what to do with her 11-year-old son Matthew. Her middle child was having a hard time adjusting to his parents' divorce. What was most difficult for Matthew was his father's lack of interest and involvement with his own children. His father, Jack, had recently began dating a young 22 year old college graduate and this relationship completely monopolized all of his time and energy. One would think that seeing the contrast between his two parents that Matthew would appreciate his mother for "hanging in there" and trying to do everything she possibly could to work and support her children. On top of everything else, her ex-husband Jack quit his job and began working for someone who paid him "under the table" so that he could get out of paying child support. This meant that Sandra had to work long hours, taking any and all overtime that she could possibly get just to provide food and shelter for her family. But instead of appreciating his mother and what she was going through, Matthew took out his frustration and anger on her. On one occasion he told her: "Dad left us because you're fat and ugly". How these words cut her to the heart. How could she compete with a 22 year old? But Matthew's anger towards his mother made disciplining him all the more difficult. He would challenge and disobey his mother on every occasion he could. Sandra knew that her time was quickly running out. In another year or two Matthew would be completely out of control and there would be nothing she could do to control him. Also, Matthew's new friends were making matters much worse. "A pack of mall rats" she would say to herself about this group of disrespectful and arrogant young men wearing baggy pants and riding their skateboards wherever they pleased and defying any who would question them. How she wished she could forbid Matthew to associate with this group of young ones, but she knew that Matthew would completely defy her and hang out with them anyway and their home life would be miserable for herself and her other 2 children. This is what led her to turning to the Internet to try to find an answer on what to do with her difficult 11 year old son. As she went through the list of results from the search engine she received more of the same advise she had been seeing all afternoon. Things like love, acceptance, patience, communicating etc. etc. etc. "I've already tried all of this," she thought to herself. However, when she re-worded her search to "punishing a difficult child" something interesting happened. In the list of results there was one result that mentioned "diaper punishment". She laughed out loud when she read that and thought to herself how ridiculous Matthew would look wearing a diaper. She quickly dismissed this idea and did not even follow the hyperlink to that web page. After a couple more hours of searching, Sandra finally gave up feeling she had wasted an entire afternoon and had not found any ideas or advise that would help her out in her situation. However, she could not get the idea of her "almost a teenager" son wearing a diaper out of her mind. As she thought about it she would reason to herself, "If his so-called friends found out that Matthew wore a diaper they would drop him like a hot potato." Sandra also thought to herself how having to wear a diaper would completely change and humble the haughty arrogant 11 year old child. "That would certainly take the wind out of his sails", she said to herself. She also thought about the power this would give her over her son; "He would do anything to keep people from finding out that he wore a diaper." She even reasoned to herself that this would actually be for Matthew's own good, that she could keep him out of trouble this way. So a few days later Sandra was back online again but this time she was searching for things like "diaper punishment" and "teenagers in diapers". She was amazed how many web sites were dedicated to diapers, that people actually enjoyed wearing diapers. She was also surprised to find many web sites of "teen babies" where teenagers wanted to wear diapers and be treated like a baby. Sandra got many ideas of how she could embarrass her son. She began making up a "wish list" of items she could use to humble her cocky son. First of all though, she had to get Matthew back into a diaper. How could she accomplish this? She began researching incontinence and found information on different things that can contribute towards someone becoming incontinent. Armed with this abundance of information, Sandra began to devise a game plan to get Matthew back into wearing a diaper. She knew that she would have to be very subtle and make Matthew think that it was his own body that was betraying him. That evening Sandra put off preparing dinner until around 9 o'clock , and she made one of Matthew's favorite dishes, mashed potatoes and gravy. As she finished cooking everything she got everybody's plates ready for them and poured everybody's gravy over their potatoes except for Matthew's. She left some gravy in the pot for Matthew and then she added a ground up sleeping pill and some ex-lax to the gravy for Matthew. She also had a few muscle relaxers left over from when she hurt her back about 6 months ago, so she ground up a little bit of one of these and added it to the mix. Sandra figured that this might cause Matthew's bladder to relax and make it more likely that he would have an "accident." She had intentionally burned the gravy a little bit to disguise the taste of her special ingredients. "Dinner's ready," Sandra announced to her children. As everyone came to the dining room table Sandra explained that she "accidentally" burned the gravy a little bit and apologized. "You stupid bitch," Matthew replied. "Watch your mouth, young man!" his mother fired back at him. Normally this type of an outburst would have greatly upset her, but she knew what lay in store for the young man so she was content to let the matter go at that. "We're out of milk, I suppose you can have a soda with dinner if you wish," Sandra told her children. She didn't usually allow the children to have soda before bed for fear that it would keep them up, but she had read on the Internet that caffeine can actually be a diuretic. She just hoped that the soda would not counteract the sleeping pill she put into Matthew's gravy. By the time dinner was over she could see Matthew beginning to yawn and knew that the sleeping pill was taking effect. "It's late, time for everybody to get ready for bed," Sandra told her family. Actually this is how she planned everything all along, she wanted Matthew to go to bed right after dinner so that the sleeping pill would not wear off. After she tucked her children in and made sure everybody was in bed Sandra lay down and tried to go to sleep. But she could not stop thinking about Matthew. Would her plan work? How would Matthew react if he woke up in a wet bed? The thought of an 11 year old wetting the bed kept her awake most of the night. She also wondered to herself: "Did I do the right thing?" The next morning Sandra awoke and began to wake up the children. When she went into the boys' room she paused and took a whiff of air and smelt the distinctive odor of urine. Her concoction worked! Matthew was still fast asleep, the sleeping pill had done it's job as well. "Time to get up and get ready for school," she told Matthew and Paul (Matthew's 7 year old brother). She pretended to ignore the aroma of urine and left the room. As Matthew began to wake up, he sensed that something was wrong. It took him a couple of minutes for him to realize that he had wet the bed. He was shocked and couldn't believe it! He had not had a nighttime accident since he was three years old. He sat there for a few minutes in a stupor not knowing what to do. The sleeping pill had not finished wearing off so he was still groggy from that. He wanted to call his mom to come help him, but on the other hand he did not want anyone knowing that he had wet the bed. "What's wrong, Matt?" his younger brother asked him from the lower bunk. "Nothing!" Matthew shot back. Sensing that something was wrong, Paul stood up and looked up at his older brother in the top bunk. Matthew turned red with embarrassment as his younger brother carefully studied him. It took a few moments before Paul realized what had happened. "You wet the bed?" he asked in a loud whisper of disbelief and astonishment. "Shut Up!" Matthew yelled at his brother. At this Paul knew that he was right and ran out of the room to go tell his mother. As his brother left the room, Matthew hung his head and began to whimper and cry silently to himself. "Matthew wet the bed!" Paul excitedly told his mom. "WHAT???" Sandra asked, pretending to be surprised. Paul repeated himself: "Matthew wet the bed!" Sandra and Paul went back to the boys' bedroom to investigate further. As they entered the room, Matthew wiped the tears out of his eyes. His mother asked very sincerely and with an air of disbelief: "What happened?" "I wet the bed," Matthew said very quietly and sheepishly. "Come on and get out of those wet pajamas," Sandra told her son. "Grab some clean clothes and go take a shower to clean yourself up," she further instructed him. As he left the room, Sandra began removing the blankets and the sheets from Matthew's bed and took them downstairs to the laundry room to wash them. At the breakfast table Paul informed his 12 year old sister Jenny what happened the night before. "Matthew wet the bed last night!" he announced to her with an obvious glee in his voice. "What?" Jenny asked as she started to giggle. "SHUT UP!!" Matthew screamed. "Paul ... Jenny ... You two leave your brother alone," she told the two siblings very firmly. "This is very embarrassing for your brother. If this had happened to either one of you, you would not want anyone else making fun of you." She continued on: "If I catch either one of you making fun of your brother or telling anyone else what happened then you will be severely punished." She concluded by asking Paul and Jenny very sternly: "Do you understand?" "Yes Mother" they both answered back. Matthew couldn't believe how his mother had stood up for him. This was especially hard for him to believe because of the way he had been treating her lately. He began to think that he should be nicer to her from now on. Matthew's demeanor at the breakfast table was completely different from what it had been. He was very quiet and respectful to both his mother and his brother and sister. His "accident" had taken it's toll on him and began to humble him. His mother too noticed this change in Matthew's behavior and as the children left for school she thought to herself how she was now sure that she had done the right thing. A Difficult 11 year old - Chapter 2 After his first nighttime accident since he was 3 years old, Matthew was a changed young man. The incident greatly shook his confidence and self-esteem. After this he was very humble and respectful of others. Unfortunately this transformation did not last long. After a few days Matthew was able to convince himself that his "accident" was just a fluke, a once-in-a-lifetime event and began to revert back to his old personality which included becoming an obnoxious and rude pre-adolescent male. Matthew's mother Sandra took careful note of how her son's "accident" affected his behavior and was convinced that she was on the right track in trying to bring the unruly 11 year old under control. Sandra began making plans to arrange for another "accident" for the young unsuspecting child. She knew that she would have to be patient and space out these "accidents" so that her son would not become suspicious. She waited nearly two weeks and then brewed another batch of her special concoction of a sleeping pill and ex-lax with a "twist" of a muscle relaxant thrown in for good measure. This time she decided to camouflage the mixture in spaghetti sauce. Once again she slightly burned the sauce to cover up the taste of the special "home brew" in Matthew's sauce. She thought to herself that she was going to have to either find another way of slipping Matthew this very special "mickey" or she was going to have to start ruining more meals so that Matthew would not begin to associate his accidents with Mom burning dinner. Sandra put off fixing dinner as long as she could so that as soon as the children had finished eating she could send them to bed. As she fell asleep that night she wondered to herself if she was going to be two for two in the causing an accident department. About 4 o'clock in the morning Matthew awoke in a cold wet bed. This time it did not take him long to figure out what had happened. But he was still shocked and couldn't believe that he had now had 2 accidents in about a 2 week period. By now he knew the drill, he gathered up some clean pajamas and went to the bathroom to shower and get cleaned up. The sound of the shower woke up Sandra and she went to investigate (of course she already knew exactly what just happened). She waited until the shower stopped and then she gently knocked on the door and quietly asked: "Matthew, are you all right?" Matthew froze when he heard his mother's voice. His heart raced as he tried to think of something to say without telling his mother that he just wet the bed again. He couldn't think of anything to say so his mother asked again: "Are you all right? Did you get sick?" Matthew had to say something ... "N-N-No Ah Ah Ah I'm OK," he replied. "Why are you taking a shower at 4 in the morning?" his mother asked. Matthew responded: "Ah I woke up and couldn't get back to sleep..... I-I thought a warm shower might help." Matthew prayed that his mother would accept his explanation and go back to bed. "OK," Sandra said very hesitantly. "She bought it" Matthew thought to himself and breathed a sigh of relief. Instead of going back to bed, Sandra went into the living room to wait for her son to come out of the bathroom. As Matthew left the bathroom and started walking down the hallway to his bedroom he was startled to hear his mother's voice from behind him ask: "Are you sure you're all right?" Again he froze and his heart began racing. He slowly turned and said: "Ya-Ya-Yeah, I'm OK." "Are you su..." his mother began to ask and then she noticed he was wearing a different pair of pajamas. "Why are you wearing different pajamas?" she asked. Matthew was caught off guard and couldn't think of a thing to say. "Did you have another accident?" Sandra asked. "No," Matthew quickly said, but then he realized there was too much evidence against him. His wet pajamas were in the bathroom and the wet sheets and blankets were still on his bed. But Matthew could not bring himself to admit to his mother that he wet the bed again. As the reality that his mother had found out about his second accident began to set in, Matthew began to weep out of shame and embarrassment. He thought too, how his brother and sister would also find out about his accident and began to cry more. His mother came up to him and put her arms around him and assured him that everything was going to be OK. As his mother consoled him, Matthew began to pull himself back together and wiped the tears out of his eyes. As he regained his composure he thought to himself: "What's happening to me? I'm becoming a great big cry-baby who wets his bed." The two of them returned to Matthew's room together to change the sheets and blankets on his bed. As they entered the bed room, Sandra flipped on the light switch and began to change the bed. Paul woke up and asked what was going on. "Your brother had a little accident" was Sandra's reply. "Again?" Paul asked. Matthew fired back with a "Shut up!" Sandra assured Matthew that everything was all right and that he should just calm down. Paul was still half asleep and too groggy to make a big deal out of the incident. The next morning at the breakfast table Paul whispered to Jenny: "Matthew wet the bed again last night." Matthew turned red as Jenny started to giggle. His older sister had no use for her younger obnoxious and disrespectful brother. The oldest of the three children was very studious and did well in school, she always made honor roll. This put pressure on Matthew to match his sister's lead, which he never did and this made him feel stupid and he resented his sister for this. Jenny was also very athletic and loved participating in sports and even though she was only a year older then Matthew she towered over her younger brother by nearly a foot since she had already began her journey into puberty. This further added to Matthew's dislike for his sister and so was always very rude to his sister and her friends, none of which could stand to be around Matthew. "PAUL!!! What did I tell you about making fun of your brother?" Sandra asked the younger boy. Paul froze and started to answer "B-B-But .." "There's no buts about it! Come over here," Paul's mother instructed him. As the young child approached his mother he was greeted with 3 quick swats on his rear. "B-B-But ..." Paul tried to explain that he was not making fun of his older brother. "Now hush," Sandra demanded, "I don't want hear another word out of your mouth! Otherwise you'll get another spanking. Do you understand?" "Yes, mother," came the muffled reply through Paul's whimpering. Sandra again repeated her threat to the other two children: "I don't want either one of you making fun of your brother. He obviously cannot help it. I will punish either one of you if I catch you making fun of him. And don't tell anybody else about your brother's accidents. Do you understand?" "Yes, Mother," both Paul and Jenny answered in unison. As he returned to his seat, Paul began to cry, not because of the pain of the spanking but because he didn't get to explain that he was not making fun of his brother. Matthew was glad that his mother stood up for him, but he felt bad that Paul got spanked because of him. Matthew turned to his younger brother and whispered: "I'm sorry, Paul." "That's OK," was the reply from Paul. "What was that?" Sandra thought to herself, did Matthew just apologize to his younger brother? She couldn't remember that ever happening before. Surely she was on the right track in helping her oldest son to become a kinder and more respectful individual. Before the children left for school that day, Sandra called her daughter aside to talk to her privately. She knew that Jenny had no use for Paul and probably couldn't wait to tell her friends about her bed-wetting brother. She began her conversation by acknowledging that she knew Jenny didn't like her younger brother, but called upon her compassion again asking her to put herself in Matthew's shoes and how she would want to be treated. Them seemed to make sense to Jenny, however she still had hard feelings for Matthew and began reasoning to herself how after all of the mean awful things that her brother had done to her that finally she had a way to get back at him. Sandra could see that her words were falling upon deaf ears. She then took a long pause and changed her approach. "You know," she said slowly and deliberately "this could actually work in our favor". "What do you mean?" Jenny asked. Without admitting any guilt into Matthew's recent nighttime accidents, Sandra continued: "If your brother continues to have accidents and wet the bed, we could use this against him to bring him under control." Jenny was listening very carefully. Sandra went on: "Think about it, if you started wetting the bed, wouldn't you do ANYTHING to keep it quiet and to keep other people from finding out about it?" Jenny saw her mothers point. "It's that 'not wanting others to find out' that can give us power and control over him. But, if you start telling others about his accidents, then we lose that power over him." Jenny could now see exactly where her mother was going. Her mind even began to race as to how she could use her brothers "loss of control" against him to get some long deserved pay-backs from Matthew. Sandra concluded her conversation with Jenny by assuring her that if Matthew continues to wet the bed then eventually the time will come where they can begin to share with others his baby-like loss of control. Sandra then again asked Jenny to keep this matter quiet so that they could get as much mileage as possible out of Matthew's intense desire to keep his bed-wetting private and secret. Jenny could now see many different possibilities and advantages of keeping this matter "zipped-up", and agreed with her mothers request not to say anything to any of her friends about her "baby" brothers accidents. Once again Matthew's second accident had a profound affect on him. He was much more humble and respectful of his mother and siblings. This change lasted much longer then before, but after about a week the old Matthew started returning again. Time for another dose of "medicine" his mother thought to herself. A Difficult 11 year old - Chapter 3 As the effects of his second bedwetting accident began to wear off, 11 year old Matthew began to return to his old rude and disrespectful ways. "Time for another dose of medicine," his mother thought to herself. She prepared another batch of her own special home brew and disguised it once again in some mashed potatoes and gravy. Once again the concoction worked like magic and Matthew woke up in a wet bed for the third time in just a little over a three-week period. He simply could not believe what was happening to him. The young man became very withdrawn and spent most of his time alone watching TV, he rarely would go outside to play with other children. Before he could revert back to his old obnoxious ways, his mother was poised for another attack. Just four days later she "spiked" a bowl of Matthew's clam chowder. His fourth accident in less then a month just about pushed him over the edge. He became extremely withdrawn and would not speak with anyone. "You're Grandfather and Uncle Jim are coming over today to separate your bunk bed," Sandra told her two sons on Saturday morning. The boys' bunk bed was actually two twin size beds that could either be put together to make a bunk bed or taken apart and serve as two regular beds. "How come they're taking apart our bunk bed?" Paul asked. "With your brother wetting the bed so much lately, I don't want you to get caught in an accidental downpour," his mother explained. Matthew turned red with embarrassment but didn't say anything. "Besides," Sandra continued, "you two are getting too old to share a bunk bed anymore. And that is what I told your Grandfather and Uncle." "At least they won't find out about my nighttime accidents," Matthew thought to himself. When the two men arrived, Sandra made sure that they put Matthew's bed up against the wall that was shared between the boys' room and her own room. As they were leaving Sandra asked her father if she could borrow a drill. Her father owned his own construction firm and she knew that he would have a drill in his truck. "What do you need it for, Honey?" her father asked. "Oh, I have some pictures to hang up," she responded. Her father wasn't quite sure why you would need a drill to hang a picture with, but he offered to help. "Do you want me to do it for you?" he asked. "No thanks, Dad, I'm not sure where I want them at right now anyway." Her father said all right and went and got the drill out of his truck. He didn't hesitate in letting her borrow it since she use to work with him during her summer vacations and he knew that Sandra knew how to handle power tools. After her father and brother left Sandra asked her children if they wanted to go to the movies that afternoon. They responded with a loud "Yes." She dropped the children off at the theater and returned home to begin the next phase of her plan. She did not want to continue "doping" Matthew up every time she wanted him to have an accident, she knew that this could cause permanent damage to his still developing body. Several weeks earlier while searching the Internet she came across cassette tapes that used various means of hypnosis to cause people to loose control of their bladder. She immediately ordered a couple of these tapes and was eager to try them out. Back at home Sandra carefully measured the wall next to Matthew's bed and in her bedroom she moved her dresser out of the way and measured off the same distance and then cut a hole largest enough to hold a portable cassette player in the sheet rock slightly under where Matthews pillow was. She removed all of the insulation in this hole and then measured the thickness of the sheet rock she had removed and using a piece of masking tape marked a drill bit slightly less then the thickness of the sheet rock. Sandra then carefully drilled several "speaker holes" in the sheet rock right under Matthew's bed being very careful not to drill all the way through the sheet rock. When she was done drilling she inspected her handy work in Matthew's room and noticed a couple of places where she drilled too far and started to make a hole. She covered up her mistakes with a couple of coats of paint she had kept from when she had painted the boys' room a couple of year earlier. Sandra then pushed Matthew's bed back up against the wall, and with the house empty and quiet carefully adjusted the volume on the cassette player so that it would be loud enough for Matthew to hear it but not so loud that it might wake him up. She then pushed her dresser up against the wall in her bedroom to hide her handiwork. Sandra decided to wait a couple of days before she tried out the hypnosis therapy on her unsuspecting son. In the meantime she purchased an inexpensive timer at a local hardware store for around ten dollars. Since her cassette player had an "auto reverse" feature she could set a timer up to run for an hour and would not have to worry about flipping the tape over or of the player making a loud click when it finished playing and waking up Matthew. The night she decided to try out phase two of her master plan, Sandra ground up about half of a sleeping pill and mixed it in with the rest of his meal. She wanted to make sure that he was fast asleep when the cassette tape began and that the sound of the tape would not wake him up. That evening she set the timer to play between three and four AM in the morning since she read on the internet that this is the time most people are in their deepest REM sleep. She set her alarm to wake up slightly before this to make sure everything worked properly and to shut off the tape if it was too loud or if Matthew happened to wake up during this time. Everything worked as planned! But would this new approach created the desired effect? Sandra had a very difficult time getting back to sleep wondering if all of her construction work would pay off. Matthew awoke the next morning and immediately realized that he that he had wet the bed again. He paused for a moment and then began to sob quietly to himself as the realization that he was becoming a regular bed wetter sank in. "What's wrong, Matt?", his younger brother Paul asked from across the room as he heard his brother crying. Matthew wiped the tears out of his eyes and tried to regain his composure. "Nothing," he replied. Paul paused and then sincerely asked if he had wet the bed again. Matthew did not know what to say so he ignored the question and got up and removed the sheets and blankets off of his bed before he went and took a shower to clean up and get ready for school. Sandra kept up the hypnosis therapies every 3 or 4 days for the next couple of weeks. She was able to cut back on the amount of the sleeping pill she mixed into Matthew's food until she did not have to mix in any at all. She assumed that he was getting used to hearing the cassette tape playing at night. She also gradually increased the playing time to an hour and fifteen minutes and then to an hour and a half. She even experimented with other tapes including tapes that had water sounds such as rivers and streams and the quiet gurgling of a small creek. Each time the therapy did the job and Matthew would wake up in a wet bed. Sandra began to get a power rush as she realized that she could cause her once cocky son to have an "accident" anytime she wanted to her. "Time to move on to the next phase of my plan," she thought to herself .... A Difficult 11 year old - Chapter 4 In a matter of just a couple of months Sandra had successfully "conditioned" her 11 year old son Matthew to wet the bed every two or three nights. She was now ready to begin the process of getting him back into wearing a diaper. Sandra called her parents and explained how her middle child was having a very difficult time and that she wanted to spend some time with him alone and asked if they would take the two other children, Jenny and Paul, for the weekend. Her parents were anxious to help out their recently divorced daughter and were eager to spend time with their grandchildren. When Grandpa and Grandma asked Jenny and Paul to spend the weekend with them, the two siblings readily agreed. In the meantime Matthew felt left out and this was a further blow to his dwindling self-esteem. Sandra assured her oldest son that they would do something special, just the two of them. Before they left with their grandparents, Sandra was able to talk to Jenny alone in private about her plans that weekend to get Matthew back into a diaper. The young girl giggled in delight at the idea of her younger cocky brother being back in a diaper. Grandma and Grandpa arrived late Friday afternoon to pick up Jenny and Paul. After they left Sandra and Matthew want to the video store and Sandra let Matthew pick out some movies to watch that evening. They also went by the store to pick up some candy and popcorn to enjoy while they watched the movies. They watched movies together until nearly midnight (way past Matthew's normal bed time). After the last movie was over Sandra explained to Matthew that she had specifically asked Grandma and Grandpa to take Jenny and Paul so that the two of them could spend some time together. This made Matthew feel a little better, he didn't feel quite so rejected by his grandparents. Sandra went on to explain that she wanted some private time alone with Matthew to discuss what they were going to do about his recent rash of night time "accidents". The young man responded with an exasperated "MOM!!". He definitely did not want to discuss this matter. His mother started the discussion by sharing with Matthew that what he was going through was not unusual for pre-adolescent boys. She had even printed out some articles off of the Internet that showed that pre-adolescent bed wetting affects millions of children worldwide. This information was comforting to Matthew, he no longer felt all alone; although he was upset as to why he had to be one of the millions that was affected. "We have to do something," his mother continued firmly. "You're ruining your pajamas and the blankets and sheets on your bed; you're going to ruin the mattress," she pointed out and then went on to show that his "accidents" were affecting others besides himself. "I don't have the time and energy to wash your sheets everyday, besides, it's a big expense running the washer and dryer that much. And what about your brother Paul? Do you think he likes to be a room that smells like a bathroom? It's even making the entire house smell like urine." His mother's pursuing this subject angered Matthew but he could also see her point. A couple months earlier he would have cussed his mother out and left the room, but his self-confidence had been shattered by his recent loss of control of his bodily functions, so he sat there and listened to her and hung his head in shame. Sandra softened the tone and continued: "I know this is very difficult for you. It must be awful to wake up in a cold wet bed." He certainly agreed with that. "We have to do something," his mother emphasized. She then laid some options out for Matthew. "I cannot afford for you to ruin your mattress. I cannot afford to buy a new mattress. If your accidents continue I will have no choice but to get a plastic mattress cover to put on your bed." A PLASTIC MATTRESS COVER ON HIS BED!!! The very thought of such a thing horrified the young man. His mother continued on that while a plastic mattress cover would protect the bed it still would not protect his pajamas or the sheets or the blankets. It would not keep their room and the entire house from smelling like urine and he would still wake up in a cold wet bed. Sandra then explained that she had done some extensive research on the internet and that she found a product that many young ones have used for their own protection, a product called .... GoodNites. She explained that GoodNites were a disposable underwear and then she proceeded to show Matthew what they looked like. "Did anybody see you buy these?!" was his first response. His mother explained that she had ordered these off of the Internet and nobody even knew she bought them. This comforted the horrified child. Sandra explained that these look just like regular underwear and that nobody can tell that you are wearing anything different under your regular clothes or pajamas. She handed the GoodNite to Matthew. He reluctantly took the garment and acted as though he was afraid to touch it. He certainly didn't like the idea of wearing "disposable" underwear. Sandra then showed him page after page of comments she found on the Internet of young ones like himself who were singing the praises of GoodNites and how great and wonderful they were. As his mother read the many comments of other young ones, he began to soften up. Maybe this isn't such a bad idea. Sandra then returned to how wearing some kind of "protection" would have to be better then waking up in a cold and wet bed. This was something he certainly agreed with and his mother could tell this by his facial expression. She continued on how using a "protective" garment was a better solution because it would protect his pajamas and the sheets and blankets and save work for her and help prevent his room from smelling like a restroom. She also pointed out that with a GoodNite nobody else including his younger brother Paul, who shared his room, would even know that he had had an accident. This was an idea that appealed to the now self-conscious young man. Sandra concluded the discussion by emphasizing that she was going to have to do something to deal with Matthew's bed wetting and that if he didn't want to wear a protective garment then she would have no choice but to put a plastic sheet on his bed. Of the two options, wearing the GoodNite was the lesser of two evils. But he still could not bring himself to wearing a "glorified diaper". His mother asked that the young boy take the GoodNite into his room with him and think about at least trying in on. "Nobody's home to see you, I won't even know if you try it on or not," his mother reassured him. "At least try it on" she petitioned her son. "If you don't like how it feels, you can take it off". She continued how it wouldn't hurt to just to put it on. "It's got to be better then waking up in a cold, wet bed" she concluded with. Matthew begrudgingly took the garment with him into his bedroom. His mother also gave him all of the articles she had printed out on bed wetting she had found on the internet. She also printed out several GoodNites endorsements from satisfied wearers who thought that GoodNites were the greatest product ever made. Matthew got ready for bed and then examined the GoodNite for a solid 15 minutes. He also spent close to half an hour reading the articles his mother had printed out. In the meantime, Sandra kept glancing out her door and she could tell by the light being on in Matthew's room that he was thinking very seriously about wearing the protective garment. Finally, Matthew worked up the nerve to give it a try. "What the heck" he thought to himself, "What have I got to lose." He removed his pajama bottoms and his underwear and then held the GoodNite out in front of him to put it on. He held it in front of himself for a solid 2 minutes but it seemed like an eternity to him. His hands were shaking out of fear and anxiety. "Come on!" he said to himself, "let's get this over with". At that he closed his eyes and quickly stepped into the garment and pulled into place. He then grabbed his pajama bottoms and put those on to cover up the hideous underwear. Matthew stood there shaking with his heart racing for several minutes. What had he just done? he wondered to himself. Had he just "given up" his fight to stop wetting the bed? After several minutes Matthew began to regain his composure and started assessing his situation. The garment felt different to him, it was definitely "bulkier" then his regular underwear. But at the same time it was incredibly soft and somehow the bulkiness felt good to him, he even found it slightly arousing. Matthew began to walk around the room to take his new underwear for a "test drive". Again he could feel the extra bulkiness but other then that they seemed fine, they didn't make any noise so nobody would know that he was wearing anything unusual. Finally he went over to the mirror. At first he just stared at his reflection in disbelief. Who was he? and What had he just done? After several minutes of this type of self-examination, Matthew then looked at his well covered loins. He could tell a slight difference from his regular underwear but other people would have to look awfully hard to see if he was wearing anything other then regular underwear. Matthew stood in front of the mirror for several more minutes modeling his new underwear, turning back and forth to see how it looked from the front and the back, and from each side. The young man had a rush of mixed emotions, on one hand he felt ashamed and embarrassed over having to wear something to protect him from wetting the bed, and at the very same time he found himself being aroused and excited by this new experience. These feelings of arousal and excitement were new to the young man and greatly confused him. "Why am I being turned on by wearing a diaper?" he thought to himself. "Am I some kind of pervert? he kept wondering. Matthew's adrenaline was running at an all-time high that evening and needless to say he was not ready to go to sleep. He stayed up for nearly two hours reading and re-reading the articles his mother had printed out off of the internet. Finally about three in the morning the exhausted young man turned off the light and went to sleep. A Difficult 11 year old - Chapter 5 Sandra kept checking Matthew's door that evening and could tell that he was really thinking seriously about wearing the GoodNites garment she had given him. After she noticed the light go off in her son's room, Sandra set her alarm clock for around 4:30 AM to make sure Matthew would be fast asleep before she would begin playing one of the bedwetting hypnosis tapes she had gotten off of the Internet. After all of the excitement of the night before, Matthew did not wake up until after 11 o'clock the next day. He awoke in a nice warm dry bed and breathed a sigh of relief. "I didn't have an accident last night" he thought to himself. It wasn't until he got out of bed and began to undress that he realized that he did have an accident during the night. At first he couldn't believe it. "At least these dumb things work," he said, and then he thought about all of the diaper commercials he had seen on TV that advertise "pulls wetness away from baby so that baby stays dryer." Matthew even chuckled to himself as he said "pulls wetness away from Matthew so that Matthew stays dryer." He removed the soaked garment and threw it in the trash can and proceeded to get dressed. "That was certainly a lot easier then taking a shower and then removing all of the sheets and blankets from the bed and changing the bed," he had to admit to himself. Later that day Sandra went into Matthew's room and found the soaked GoodNites in the trash can. "He did it! He wore the GoodNites!" she said to herself. She then went and got more GoodNites and put them in Matthew's underwear drawer underneath his regular underwear and then took Matthew's trash out and threw it in the trash can outside. Once again that evening Sandra and her son watched movies until nearly midnight. As they were getting ready to go to bed, Sandra told Matthew that she had put some GoodNites in his underwear drawer. Matthew turned beet red when he realized his mother knew that he had worn the "glorified diaper." "Ahh, OK Mom," was all that the embarrassed child could say. His mother continued: "If you have an accident please take it outside and throw it away in the outside trash can so that it doesn't stink up your room as well as the rest of the house." Again all her son could manage was a muffled "OK." She finished off by telling Matthew that if he didn't have an accident to just fold up the GoodNites and put it back in his drawer for the next night. Matthew just nodded his head in agreement as he went into his room. Once again Matthew held the GoodNites out in front of himself before putting it on. A wave of conflicting thoughts and feelings swept over the boy. On one hand he felt that putting on this garment was "giving up" his fight against bed wetting. That he was admitting defeat, that his bed wetting had gotten the best of him. On the other hand the thought of wearing the garment was arousing him. He liked the way it felt against his skin. He even liked the extra bulkiness of the garment. He actually wanted to put it on and was looking forward to it. "What's wrong with me," he thought, "Nobody wants to wear a diaper." As he put on his new underwear he was overcome with feelings of pleasure and guilt and confusion. That night Sandra showed pity for her son and did not give him his regular hypnotic "treatment". Matthew awoke the next morning in a dry bed and obeyed his mothers instructions and folded up the "unused" GoodNites and returned it to the underwear drawer. Later that day the two of them drove over to Grandma's and Grandpa's to pick up Paul and Jenny. Matthew's mind raced as to what would happen if and when his brother and sister found out that he was wearing a "diaper" to bed. Sandra could see the worry on her son's face and assured him that she would handle Jenny and Paul and that they would not make fun of him. This consoled him a little bit but he was still nervous and ashamed. That evening as everyone was getting ready for bed Sandra was able to be alone with Paul in his room. She began by explaining to him how that over the weekend her and Matthew had come across a method that would help Matthew be able to handle his bedwetting. She told Paul how that bed wetting affected millions of children worldwide and how many of them use a product called GoodNites and that this is what Matthew was going to be wearing to bed until he was able to get his bed wetting under control. She reminded Paul how this was very embarrassing for Matthew and that she did not want Paul making fun or teasing Matthew in any way about his bed wetting. She also asked Paul not to say anything about this to Jenny so that she wouldn't even know anything was different with Matthew. She concluded her talk with a very stern warning that if she ever caught Paul making fun of Matthew in any way that she would go out and buy a full fledged diaper for Paul and make him wear it to bed so that he would know what it was like to be a bed wetter. This caught Paul by surprise and he assured his mother that he would not say anything to his older brother about his new nighttime underwear. Sandra told Matthew about her talk with Paul and how that everything was going to be OK. That evening Matthew could not bring himself to getting dressed in front of his younger brother, instead Matthew changed into his pajamas in the bathroom. When Matthew returned to the bedroom Paul did not say a word to him but Paul couldn't help noticing the extra bulkiness under his brother's pajamas. Later on Sandra brought Jenny up to date on Matthew's condition, that he was now wearing a glorified diaper to bed every night. Again she asked Jenny to be patient and keep quiet about Matthew's bed-wetting, that the time would come soon when the both of them could begin to use his loss of bodily functions against the helpless and unsuspecting young man. It had taken several months but Sandra was finally able to get her unruly son back into a diaper of sorts. For the next couple of weeks Sandra would give her unsuspecting son random "treatments" with the hypnotic tapes and the next morning he would wake up with a wet GoodNites. Matthew even began having night time accidents on his own on nights that his mother did not even play the tapes. At first these accidents greatly humbled the cocky adolescent and he was much easier for his mother to handle. However over time Matthew began to get use to having accidents and since the GoodNites made it so easy to handle these accidents Matthew didn't feel it was a big deal any more when he woke up with a wet GoodNites. Hence, his old personality began to return. In some ways he was even more belligerent towards his mother and others. This was due to the fact that now he had even more pent up anger over not being able to control his own body. Besides feeling betrayed by his parents for getting a divorce, now his very own body was betraying him as well. The distraught mother was going to have to do something to bring her unruly son under control..... A Difficult 11 year old - Chapter 6 Sandra's grand scheme to regain control over her unruly 11- year-old son, Matthew, by getting him back into a diaper suffered a set back when the GoodNites underpants gave her son a sense of security and his old belligerent personality returned. At first Sandra wondered if she had done the right thing in "tricking" her unsuspecting son into having nighttime accidents. However as she thought back over the events of the past several months she realized that each time Matthew had an accident she could see a marked change in his attitude. This convinced her that she was on the right track and just needed to change her strategy to get her son out of the GoodNites and into a regular diaper. She began her new plan by trying to get Matthew to see a doctor about his recent lack of bladder control at night. At first Matthew flat out refused to talk to anybody about his bedwetting problem. But Sandra kept working on him and did research on the Internet and found personal testimonials from people who had bladder infections and other treatable problems but who refused to see a doctor and as a result suffered serious bladder problems leading to permanent and total incontinence. Sandra kept begging her son to talk to a doctor in case there was something treatable that could be cured. Of course she knew that there was nothing physically wrong with her son, that his nighttime accidents were really the result of her self-applied hypnosis program. Finally Matthew agreed to see a doctor. Sandra made the appointment and Doctor Johnson ran a whole series of tests on the greatly embarrassed adolescent. Doctor Johnson explained that it would take 2-3 weeks to get the results back from all of the tests and scheduled a follow-up appointment to discuss the test results with Sandra and Matthew. When Mother and son met with the Doctor, Matthew was shocked to find out that there was nothing physically wrong with him. Sandra played dumb and asked: "What do you mean there's nothing wrong with him? Then why is wetting the bed almost every night?" Doctor Johnson was also a bit confused but concluded that it must be an emotional problem maybe stemming from Sandra and Jack's (Matthew's father) recent divorce. When the doctor recommended seeking psychiatric help for Matthew, Sandra stated that there was no way she could afford for her son to see a psychiatrist. Doctor Johnson admitted that psychiatrists were very expensive and then apologized to both Sandra and Matthew over not being able to find anything wrong with Matthew that he could treat. He concluded by trying to console the distraught youth that bedwetting is something that affects many young ones and that it would be something he would eventually grow out of. Matthew just sat there in stone silence. His mind could not digest what the doctor was telling him. "I must be losing my mind," he thought to himself. And then he kept telling himself "I'm freakin' crazy". This news from the doctor greatly shook up the cocky child, and once again Matthew was humbled and acted in a very modest unassuming way for the next several weeks. But gradually his old personality once again began to re-emerge. Of course the doctor's news came as no surprise to Sandra. But now she had additional ammunition that she could use to start "lowering the boom" on her unsuspecting son. But first she had to get him out of the GoodNites and into a regular diaper. She began by going through the GoodNites in Matthew's drawer and using a small straight pin began poking small holes in the crotch area of the GoodNites. With each pair of GoodNites she would poke more holes and bigger holes. She wanted it to appear that Matthew's bed-wetting was getting worse every night and that the GoodNites were not absorbent enough to handle his nighttime bed-wetting accidents. She even spread her hole poking out over a couple of different packages of GoodNites. This was so that Matthew wouldn't think that maybe they just got a defective package. At first Sandra had no way of being able to tell if all of her tedious hole poking had achieved it's desired results. The first few nights that the GoodNites leaked were hardly noticeable even to Matthew. After a while though Matthew began noticing his pajamas having a small wet spot on them, but he would just fold them up and put them back in his drawer. By the time his mother could inspect his pajamas they would be dry. However after a couple of weeks the wetness became too great for Matthew to just put his pajamas back in his drawer. Finally Sandra came across a wet pair of pajamas in the dirty clothes hamper and she knew that all of her hole punching had paid off. Since Matthew only had 2 pairs of pajamas she knew it wouldn't take long for him to run out of clean pajamas. Two days later Matthew asked his mom if she could do a load of laundry since he was out of clean clothes. Sandra agreed and did the washing without saying a word. Four days later Matthew again asked his mom to do a load of laundry and this time Sandra began to ask questions. "What do you mean you're out of clothes?" she asked. "I just did the laundry 3 or 4 days ago. You can't possibly be out of clean clothes in just 3 or 4 days!" The embarrassed young man didn't know what to say. Finally he sheepishly asked his mother to at least wash his pajamas for him. "How can you possibly get 2 pairs of pajamas dirty in just 3 or 4 days?" she asked her son. Matthew did not say a word in reply, he just hung his head in shame. Sandra paused for a long time waiting for a response. When it was clear that Matthew was not going to say anything she asked: "Are the GoodNites not working any more?" Again Matthew was stone silent. His mother continued, much to her son's chagrin: "It appears that your bed-wetting is getting worse and that the GoodNites are not able to absorb all of your urine." Sandra agreed to wash her son's pajamas and then suggested that Matthew begin wearing 2 pairs of GoodNites to bed to protect his bed and his pajamas. Matthew heeded his mothers' suggestion to wear an extra GoodNite from then on. However the extra bulk of the second GoodNite made Matthew more aware of his lack of bodily control. It also made him feel more like he was wearing a diaper, however, for some unexplained reason he liked the feel of the extra bulkiness and again could not understand why this bulkiness caused him to get excited. Paul couldn't help but giggle to himself as he observed his older brother's obvious well-padded loins under his pajamas. Wearing 2 GoodNites at a time caused Matthew to go through his protective underwear twice as fast. As he got near the bottom of the bag, Sandra began preparing for D-Day (in this case D-Day could stand for either Diaper Day or Depends Day). First of all Sandra marked the calendar for the following Friday and then counted out Matthews GoodNites and threw away about a half dozen of the undergarments to make sure that Matthew would use his last GoodNites on Thursday evening. While all of her children were at the movies, she then made her own "hypnotic" tape. She took her own Kenny G CD and dubbed her own voice in with the music, and using her softest, kindest voice would repeat things like: "Diapers are Goooood", "I like wearing a diaper", "Diapers are soft", "Diapers are warm" and so forth. She then played her own special tape the rest of the week for Matthew while he slept. As Matthew used the last of his GoodNites he noticed that his mother had not bought an extra package like she had done in the past. Usually she bought a new package at least a week before he ran out. The next morning, Friday (D-Day), Matthew awoke with 2 wet GoodNites and as he threw them away he wondered how he could tactfully remind his mom that he need another package. After breakfast that morning, before leaving for school, he finally worked up the nerve to tell his mom that he had ran out of GoodNites and need some more. His mother simply responded that she would take care of the matter. Little did the unsuspecting young boy know what lay in store for him that evening ... A Difficult 11 year old - Chapter 7 That afternoon when Matthew got home from school he checked his underwear drawer to see if his mother had bought him another package of GoodNites. When he didn't see any he assumed that he would go to bed that evening without any "protection" and then remind his mother again the next day, Saturday. He assumed that she was too busy on Friday with working to remember to buy his special underwear, but with a day off, she would have all day to catch up on her shopping. In the meantime, Jenny came home from school and quickly gathered up some of her clothes and other things and left to go spend the weekend with her friend Tiffany. (This had actually been planned out ahead of time by mother and daughter so that Sandra could be alone with Matthew.) That evening as Sandra was cooking dinner; she took out a couple of sedatives (she had gotten a prescription for sedatives while she was going through her divorce and had a few left over) and crushed them up and put it into Matthew's mashed potatoes and gravy like she had done before with her other concoctions. During dinner Sandra played her Kenny G album for the two boys and giggled to herself when Matthew began humming along to the music. Even Matthew caught himself and wondered why he was humming along to this music that he hated. He also could not figure out why he was suddenly thinking about wearing a diaper, maybe Doctor Johnson was right, maybe he did secretly deep down inside want to wear diapers. These thoughts greatly confused the young man. After dinner Sandra's brother Jim and his son Tommy (who was just a year older then Paul) came by and picked up Paul. They were going to the zoo the next day and had invited Paul to go with them and for Paul to spend the night with Tommy so they could get an early start on Saturday morning. Matthew could care less about going to any old stupid zoo, but still felt a bit "left out" that everybody else had something to do this weekend except for him, he was the only one left at home with his mother. That evening Sandra and Matthew watched TV together, she went ahead and made some popcorn for the two of them to snack on together. After a little over an hour, the sedatives began taking effect and Matthew began feeling very sleepy. Sandra noticed him yawning a lot and knew it was time for the second phase of her plot to begin. Sandra began talking to Matthew how she had done been doing a lot of research on the Internet about incontinence and had found out that there was actually two different types of incontinence, stress incontinence and urge incontinence. She explained that stress incontinence is where the bladder fills up and the pressure is greater then the muscles ability to hold back the urine and so the bladder "leaks" urine until the pressure is less then the muscles ability to again control the bladder. The other type of incontinence, urge incontinence, is when the bladder completely empties itself. The conversation was making Matthew feel very self-conscious and uncomfortable and he couldn't see what any of this had to do with him. His mother continued that the type of incontinence Matthew was experiencing was urge incontinence. And then she dropped the bomb. She told her son that the GoodNites products that he had been using were designed for the stress incontinence and they were never intended to be used for urge incontinence. She went on that she had done some research and had found a product that was specifically designed for urge incontinence. Matthew just thought to himself, OK she found another product and didn't think that much about it. With that Sandra went to the closet that was in the entryway near the front door and brought out a package of Depends fitted briefs and handed the package to Matthew. Matthew examined the package for less then 2 seconds and then yelled out: "THESE ARE DIAPERS!!" He was suddenly wide-awake. His adrenaline was over riding the sedatives that were in his system. His mother assured him that these were just another type incontinent product just like GoodNites were an incontinent product. Again Matthew protested and told his mother that there was no way no how that he was going to wear a diaper. His mother responded that he had indeed been wearing a "diaper" for the last 3 months, so what was the big deal over wearing a "different" type of diaper now. Deep down Matthew knew that the GoodNites were really a diaper but he hated to admit it "Why don't you at least think about it for a while," Sandra responded. "This is a perfect opportunity to try them out. Nobody else is at home right now, so nobody will know if you wear them or not. Besides, they look very comfortable, very soft and warm like the GoodNites." With that, Sandra dropped the subject and the two of them went back to watching television and eating popcorn. As Matthew calmed down, the sedatives began taking effect again and somehow the thought of wearing a diaper didn't seem that bad. He even began wondering to himself: "How would it feel to wear a diaper?" As he continued to look at the package of Depends, it became more and more inviting. After a little while, Sandra announced that it was time for bed. As her and Matthew got up, she walked over to her son and asked him what he thought about trying out the new incontinent product she bought him. "I dunno," was all that Matthew could say. Sandra began running her fingers through the young man's hair and asking him to at least try them out, that he didn't have anything to lose, that nobody would ever know if he wore them or not. Matthew liked the physical contact of his mother, it had been years since there had been any tenderness between the two of them. Sandra then said to her son: "Come on, let's at least give them a try." And picked up the package of Depends and began walking to his room. Matthew just shrugged his shoulders and followed his mother into the bedroom. As the two of them entered the room, Sandra began telling Matthew how the Depends were different then the GoodNites. She explained how the GoodNites didn't have any type of adjustments on them, and that is why they leaked so much. She continued how the Depends were better designed to handle leaks, with the elastic leg bands and the elastic waist, and how he could adjust the "undergarment" to make it as tight as he needed it, to prevent it from leaking. She concluded that while it was better designed to handle leaks, it was much more difficult to put on and that he would have to put them on a certain way or they would leak. She then asked Matthew if he wanted her to help him out "the first time." WHAT??? The thought of his mother putting a diaper on him, horrified the young man. "NO!!" Matthew quickly responded. Sandra moved toward the startled young boy and began saying in a very soft voice: "Come on sweetheart, no one will ever know. This will give us a chance to start all over, just like I use to care for you when you were little." His mother's tenderness caught him off guard. Deep down inside he did long for her warmth and affection. This coupled with the sedatives doing their job kept Matthew calm, and he just stood there speechless with a rush of conflicting emotions raging inside of him. On one hand, he did not want to be treated like a baby, but on the other hand the thought of his mother tenderly caring for him made him feel warm and special inside. Sandra gently guided Matthew over to his bed and sat him down. "I'll go very slowly so as not to make you feel uncomfortable" she assured her son. She again began running her fingers through his hair and gently rubbing his back. Matthew greatly enjoyed his mother's gentle touches, but at the same time felt himself slipping deeper into being a big baby. These conflicting emotions were more then he could handle and began to cry quietly to himself. His mother held the sobbing child in a warm firm embrace and began rocking with him on the bed and telling him that everything was going to be OK. She even began singing to him just like she use to when he was a baby. After a several minutes of this, she wrapped her arms around his waist and un-buttoned his pants and slowly unzipped them. She continued to rock with Matthew and to sing to him for several more minutes. Sandra then slowly stood up and gently laid Matthew down on the bed. The confused child co-operated with his mother and laid down on the bed. Sandra then sat back down on the bed and continued to sing to Matthew and gently rubbed his stomach and chest. After a few more minutes of this, Sandra stood up and gently grabbed the waist of Matthews pants and tugged at them. Matthew reluctantly complied by raising up his rear end so his mother could remove his pants. Again Matthew was overcome with conflicting emotions. He was enjoying his mothers' softness and gentleness but at the same time felt very uncomfortable and vulnerable lying on the bed with just his underwear on in front of his mother. He closed his eyes and fought to hold back the tears while he tried to make sense all of the different emotions he was going through that evening. Sandra continued to sing to her son and rub his chest and arms until he seemed to calm down a bit. She then removed his underwear and grabbed one of the fitted briefs. As she got near Matthew, she had to give him a slight nudge for him to lift up his butt so she could slid the diaper underneath him. Matthew quickly complied; at this point in time he just wanted to get this over with as soon as possible. Sandra maneuvered the diaper under Matthew and after making a few adjustments quickly taped the garment in place. At this Matthew broke into tears. What had he just done??? He just laid there and let his mother put a diaper on him!!! He couldn't believe that he didn't put up any resistance. He felt like a great big sissy baby. What was wrong with him!!! Sandra sat Matthew up straight and wrapped her arms around him and held him tight. She kept telling him over and over again, in a very soft voice, that nobody would ever know about what just happened. She resumed rubbing her hand through his hair and assuring him that she loved him very much and that this was an opportunity for them to start all over again. When Matthew finally calmed down and stopped crying, Sandra went to his dresser and got out his pajamas and helped her son to get dressed for bed. She then tucked him into bed and told him that she was going to go get changed and that she would come back and sleep in Paul's bed that night so that he wouldn't be alone. It took quite a while for Matthew to fall asleep that night. Every time he moved, his new undergarments crackled and rustled reminding him of their presence. He still couldn't believe how he had just laid there and let his mother put a diaper on him. But what confused him more then that, was that he had actually kind of enjoyed his mother diapering him. He wondered to himself: "Who would "enjoy" their mother putting a diaper on them?" As he calmed down he found that he liked the feel of his "diaper"; the softness and the warmth of it, he even found himself getting excited. Of course this greatly confused the young man and made him feel all the more like he was some sort of freak or pervert. Finally the sedatives kicked in and Matthew was able to go to sleep. A Difficult 11 Year Old - Chapter 8 The next morning Matthew awoke to a soaked diaper. He quickly removed the wet diaper and put on his regular underwear and got dressed. As he took the diaper outside to throw away (just like he used to do with his GoodNites) he wondered to himself what really happened to him last night. Did he really lie there and let his mother put a diaper on him? It seemed like some sort of bad dream. At breakfast that morning Matthew was very quiet, he did not know what to say to his mother. When Sandra asked her son if he wanted to go with her to a matinee that afternoon all he could say was: "Yeah, I guess so". Six months earlier he would have told his mother to take a flying leap off of a cliff, and he would not have been caught dead being seen doing anything with his mother. But now he felt very vulnerable around her (after all she had seen him naked and in a diaper) and even somewhat submissive. He also was somehow afraid of hurting her feelings. At the show that afternoon Matthew prayed that none of his friends would "catch him" going to a movie with his MOTHER. After the movie the two of them stopped off at a McDonalds to get something to eat. Again Matthew was afraid that someone would see him out in public with his mother. When they got home, Sandra called her brother Jim to see how their day at the zoo had gone. She then asked if it would be OK if they kept Paul one more night so that she could spend some time alone with Matthew. Jim was glad to help out and Paul was happy to spend some more time with his cousin. That evening Matthew was dreading bed time, he did not know what to expect from his mother. Sandra explained that she could not put his diaper on every night, that he would have to learn how to diaper himself. This came as a partial relief to the terrified juvenile. But then Sandra suggested that he practice putting on a diaper while they were alone together and nobody else was around. Inside he wanted to tell his mother to f* off, but all that came out was a small shrug of his shoulders. Sandra went and got the package of Depends and began by showing Matthew the correct way to put them on. She had Matthew get undressed again and she put the diaper on him, but this time she went much slower explaining every step of the way how important it was to line up the front of the diaper with the back of the diaper and how to pull the diaper tight (especially around the leg openings) before taping it in place. She then took off the undergarment and had Matthew put it on in front of her. After the third try Sandra was confident that Matthew knew how to tape it on nice and tight so that it would not leak. She then told Matthew that in the future he should go to bed before Paul so that he could put on his diaper and pajamas and be in bed before Paul got into the room so that Paul would not see his older brother wearing a diaper. Matthew reluctantly agreed, but felt that it was very unfair that he had to go to bed before his 7-year-old brother, he felt that he should have a much later bed time since he was 4 years older then Paul. For the next several weeks Sandra would announce that is was time for bed and Matthew would go to bed first and put on his diaper, after about 5 or 10 minutes Sandra would check in on Matthew to make sure he was finished getting dressed, then she would tell Paul it was time for him to go to bed. Sandra continued to play her tapes for Matthew every night, especially the "I like my diaper" tape she had made herself. After about a week she could tell that Matthew was getting comfortable with wearing a diaper every night. Since Matthew's twelfth birthday was coming up in just a couple of weeks, Sandra showed mercy on her unsuspecting son and did not do anything else to him (other then playing the cassette tapes every night). Sandra knew that her ex-husband Jack would be there for Matthew's birthday party and that he would probably bring gifts for all of the children. This irritated her because months would go by without a word (or a penny) from him and then he would show up with gifts for the children and the children would think he was the greatest person alive. But this time she figured she would use his phony generosity to her advantage. Sandra talked to Jenny about the next phase of her plan for Matthew and talked Jenny into dropping hints around her father about how much she wanted a "web camera" so that she could add more pictures to her web site and so that she could do video conferencing with her friends. She also made sure that Jenny would mention how much better the USB cameras were. Sandra also began complaining how messy the boys' room was, how there was always too much junk lying around. After she had separated the boys' bunk beds this left less room for their toys and other stuff. Sandra was concerned how the room would appear when everyone came over for Matthews' birthday party. She began talking about putting up some shelves in their room to help organize things, she talked to her father and brother and the weekend before Matthews' birthday they came over and hung up shelves in the boys room. Sandra also talked to her father about putting some of the boys' things along with hers and Jenny's summer clothes and other things into storage, but that she couldn't afford it. She then asked her father if he still had his mini-storage building where he kept some of his extra tools and equipment. He told her that he did and that she was welcomed to use it. He gave her the address and the combination to the padlock that was on it. After the shelves were hung up, Sandra went to the grocery store and picked up some boxes to put the boys' stuff in on the new shelves. She carefully picked boxes that were a little bit ragged with small holes and tears in them. (Can you see where we are going with this?) Matthew's birthday party came and went without much ado. Jack did show up with gifts for all of the children including Jenny's web cam. Sandra immediately went out and bought the longest USB cable she could find, she even looked at the USB hubs in case the cable was still not long enough. The weekend after the birthday party Sandra dropped Matthew and Paul off at the movies to watch a double feature. When she got home, her and Jenny immediately began working on "bugging" Matthew's room. They drilled a hole in the wall behind one of the boxes on the shelf at the foot of Matthew's bed. Then using her construction experience, Sandra went up into the attic and "snaked" the USB cable down inside the wall to Jenny who pulled it through the hole. The other end of the cable she ran into her room (which was on the other side of the wall where Matthew slept). Sandra had been keeping the computer in her room, since she used it for work and she also wanted to monitor the children when they surfed the Internet. She had to move the computer over to the wall that she shared with Matthew's room so that the USB cable would reach the computer. Then they set up the camera. They took out some of the books in one of the boxes and placed the camera behind one of the tears in box. They actually had to tear it a little bit more to make the hole bigger for the camera to "see" through. Then they carefully positioned the camera so that it looked right at Matthew's bed. After they had positioned the camera they taped it in place with duct tape to hold it secure so that it would not move and then carefully put everything back in the box. They did one final check and made a minor adjustment to the camera angle. Over the next several nights Sandra and Jenny got several good pictures of Matthew in his diaper and they also got a couple of good videos of Matthew diapering himself. All the while Matthew had no idea that he was under surveillance. A Difficult 11 Year Old - Chapter 9 (New Pajamas) Note from Author: When I first got the idea for this story, this was the incident I thought of first and then I back-tracked and thought about how you could possibly get a rebellious pre-teenager to wear a blanket sleeper and that's where the rest of the story came from. A couple of weeks after his twelfth birthday, (again on a Friday Night) Matthew's mother Sandra was preparing dinner for her family, and again she pulled out a couple of sedatives and mixed them into Matthew's food to help keep him calm for what lay ahead of him that evening. After dinner was over, she presented her 3 children with wrapped presents. She also got out the camcorder so she could tape their facial reactions to their gifts. "Ladies first", Sandra announced and with that Jenny unwrapped her present and pulled out an N'Sync nightgown. "Thank-you Mom" the excited young girl replied. (She was a BIG N'Sync fan) "Why don't you go try it on", her mother responded. Jenny went to her room and quickly reappeared wearing her new nightgown, which she graciously "modeled" for her mother who was still taping with the camcorder. "OK Paul, you're next," Sandra said. Once again Paul quickly tore into his package and pulled out a pair of Pokemon pajamas. The process was repeated with Paul going into his room and coming out in his new pajamas and modeling them in front of the video camera. Matthew thought to himself: "OK, so we have a pajama theme going here, that's cool". Although he could care less about new pajamas. When his turn came he calmly opened his package and was a bit puzzled when he saw red fleece. (Sandra had carefully folded the pajamas so that the first thing Matthew would see would be the back of the garment) Matthew lifted up what he thought was the shirt part of a two piece pair of pajamas, like all of his other pajamas were and like the pair of pajamas Paul had just received. As he lifted up he was surprised when the pajama did not stop at the waist. Instead he saw that this was some sort of "one-piece" garment. "Must be some sort of union suit", he thought to himself. After he pulled up as high as he could reach, there were still the legs of the garment folded inside the box. He reached down with one hand and pushed the box off of his lap. With that, the pajamas finished unfolding revealing a pair of very cute attached "feet" with non-skid soles. Matthew stared at the feet for a second in complete disbelief and then quickly threw the blanket sleeper away from him as if it was some sort of serpent that was about to bite him. When Jenny saw that it was a one-piece footed sleeper, she screamed with delight and began laughing hysterically. Paul too joined in with the laughter. Matthew was not amused. "What the hell is this?" he asked. "Is this some sort of joke?" And then he most assuredly stated that there was no way he would ever wear those pajamas. Jenny stood up and went over and picked up the fallen sleeper and began examining it more closely as her mother began explaining to Matthew that this was not a joke. "Since you wet the bed every night just like a baby does, and since you have to wear a diaper every night just like a baby does, I thought it would only be appropriate that you should have the same type of pajamas that babies have so that you can look the part. If you're going to act like a baby it's only makes sense that you should also look like a baby." "I'm NOT a baby!" Matthew screamed back at his mother. "But you act like a baby", his mother replied and then she continued: "And nobody knows why you wet the bed every night. Doctor Johnson said there was nothing physically wrong with you to cause you to wet the bed. The only thing we can figure out is that you must enjoy wetting yourself and maybe somehow you want to go back to being a baby. So this sleeper will be perfect for you." "I don't enjoy wetting the bed and I don't want to be a baby." the angry youngster said as tears began to well up in his eyes. "Well then this is your perfect opportunity to prove that. As soon as you stop wetting the bed then you can go back to your regular pajamas. Think of this as my way of helping you to overcome your bed-wetting. I'm giving you an extra incentive to stop." "I don't need any extra incentive." Matthew sobbed. Interrupting the conversation, Jenny asked her mother where in the world did she find a footed blanket sleeper in Matthew's size. She had never seen footed sleepers any larger then toddler sizes. "You can find ANYTHING on the Internet," Sandra said. And then explained how she got this pair from a web site for a company called Lands End (www.landsend.com). She told Jenny that they have one-piece footed sleepers all the way up to size 16, (they really do, check it out) so Matthew will be set for footed sleepers for years to come. Sandra told Jenny that they also have two-piece footed pajamas that may work out better for Matthew during the warmer months. The conversation about footed pajamas made Matthew start crying more. The thought of wearing footed pajamas was more then he could bear. "I'm not going to wear ANY footed pajamas!!!" The frightened young man screamed and sobbed. "GO TO YOUR ROOM" his mother commanded him. "And you think about what you are going to do. And don't you come out until you have settled down." Matthew complied with his mother's wishes, he was eager to get out of the living room and the whole conversation about footed pajamas. As soon as Matthew entered his room he checked his dresser drawer for his old pajamas, and sure enough they were gone. He figured his mother must have hidden them from him (she had actually thrown them away in a dumpster behind where she worked). He didn't care though, there was no way he would ever wear the blanket sleeper his mother had bought him. After about a half hour, Matthew quit crying and calmed down. The sedatives helped to speed up the calming down process. In the meantime, Sandra and Jenny began preparing to "drop the bomb" on Matthew. After Matthew had calmed down, Sandra went into his room and asked him to come into her bedroom. "I'm NOT going to wear those pajamas", Matthew firmly stated. Sandra ignored his comment and insisted that he come with her to her bedroom. When he got into his mothers' bedroom he saw Jenny sitting in front of the computer. His mother had him stand in front of the computer. "Are you ready for the show?" Jenny asked. Matthew didn't know what she was talking about and just stood there silent and dumbfounded. With that Jenny clicked on a window on the task bar that she had minimized and up came a web site. "Welcome to Baby Matthew's Web Site", the screen said. Matthew continued reading in disbelief. "Hewwo and welcome to my Web site. My name is Matthew Caldwell and I'm a pre-teen baby and diaper lover. I love wearing diapers and wetting and messing in them. I wear a diaper every night." "What the hell is this!?!?" Matthew asked. "I took the liberty of making up a web site for you," Jenny answered. Her and all of her friends had their own web sites, so she was quite proficient at creating web sites. She also had surfed the Internet looking at other teen baby and pre-teen baby web sites for ideas for Matthew's web site. "Don't worry", she told her brother "I haven't uploaded it to the Internet YET. I just created it here on Mom's computer. Let me show you the best parts of your web site." With that she clicked on the "Pictures" Link and up came a dozen pictures of Matthew wearing his diaper. They had taken the pictures with Jenny's new web cam that they had hidden in Matthew's room. Matthew couldn't believe his eyes. How did she get those pictures of him? "And now, the absolute best part of your web site...." And with an imitation drum roll she began saying: "And now ladies and gentlemen I give you .... The VIDEOS." And then she clicked on the "Videos" link. Up came 3 different videos, which Jenny showed to Matthew one at time. Each video showed Matthew calmly walking into his room and going over to his dresser and taking out a diaper and then undressing and lying down on his bed and putting the diaper on himself quickly and quite proficiently. Each video showed Matthew wearing different clothes and had a date and time "stamp" on them to show that each video occurred on a different night. "Anybody seeing this would have to conclude that you were indeed a very big baby and a diaper lover and that you really do enjoy wearing a diaper." Matthew just stood there in complete shock. He knew that his older sister was right. There was no way he could ever explain to anyone that saw those videos that he did not somehow enjoy wearing a diaper. His sister continued on, "I went ahead and signed you up with Yahoo and Xoom and Homestead for free web space, so your web space is just sitting there waiting for your own very special web site." She explained that she signed him up with multiple web sites just in case one of the servers went down or was unavailable that at least one of "his" web sites would still be available 24 hours a day. Then she concluded with: "All I have to do is click the Publish button and then the whole world will know all about what a big baby you really are." Sandra then took over the conversation and assured him that Jenny had not YET uploaded the Web Site onto the Internet, but that if Matthew continued to act like a big baby and refuse to wear his new pajamas, that she would have no choice but to allow Jenny to send "his" web site onto the Internet. Sandra then asked if Matthew had reconsidered his decision and if he was now ready to put on his new blanket sleeper. Matthew replied that he was still not going to wear the new sleeper, but there was a quiver in his voice. He did not know what was going to happen next. "I was afraid you were going to say that," His mother replied and then she continued: "I'm going to give you 60 seconds to change your mind." With that Jenny double clicked on the clock on the task bar. When the Date/Time properties came up, Jenny clicked into the seconds box and reset the seconds to zero. Then she clicked on the apply button that started the clock ticking. She had practiced this maneuver several times to get it perfect. "I don't see what the big deal is about wearing a blanket sleeper", Jenny said. "Me, Mom and Paul already know what a big baby you are. We're the only ones who are ever going to see you in your pajamas. I don't see how wearing a pair of footed pajamas in the privacy of your own home could be worse then the whole world finding out that you're a big baby who wets his bed every night and wears a diaper every day." Matthew knew that she was right, but he also knew that if put on the sleeper that Jenny and his mother would be sure to get a picture of him in it, and this would just add to the evidence that he was a big baby. He felt himself in downward spiral with no way out. Matthew just stood there for nearly 30 seconds and did not say or do anything. "I don't think he's going to put them on," his sister said. And then she clicked on the Publish button and a dialog box popped up. She moved the dialog box away from the clock so that Matthew could see how much time he had left to change his mind. She then typed in the URL of the first web site along with Matthew's secret username and password. "All I have to do now is click on the OK button and the whole world will know your secret." When Matthew didn't budge, she continued on: "You know that I will have to tell all of my friends about your web site and for them to go check it out for themselves and for them to tell everybody they know about what they find there." With that Matthew began to squirm and tears again began welling up in his eyes again. He knew it wouldn't take very long for word to spread about his wearing a diaper. His life would be over. When Jenny saw that she had gotten a reaction out of Matthew she began to tease him. "Just one click of the mouse, and your life as you know it, will be over." She then began moving the mouse around the OK button. "Oops" she said as she clicked the mouse near the OK button. "I just got a muscle spasm in my finger." she mocked. "Oops there it is again. Oops ... Oops ... Oops" she continued each time she clicked the mouse. "Oooh, that one was close." "Cut it out," Matthew cried, getting more upset as the seconds ticked away. When the clock got down to 10 seconds, Jenny said to her mom: "He's not going to have enough time to get undressed and put on his pajamas. Do you want me to go ahead and click on the OK Button?" She asked her mother. Sandra told her to just wait a few more seconds. When the clock got down to around 5 seconds to go, Matthew began crying: "OK, OK I'll put on the stupid pajamas." And then began undressing. When the clock hit 60 seconds Jenny asked her mom if she could click on the OK Button. Her mother told her to just wait to see if Matthew will put on the pajamas, but she did tell her to keep the dialog box open so that if Matthew changes his mind that she can quickly upload his web page to the Internet. Matthew slowly got undressed. He was embarrassed as he stood in front of his Mom and his sister wearing only his underwear and a T-Shirt. He picked up the blanket sleeper and held it in front of him. "How do you put this stupid thing on?" He asked. His mother replied: "Just put your feet into the legs one foot at a time." Jenny watched her younger brother's discomfort with great delight. He took one foot and put it into the leg of the pajamas. As his foot went down into the pajama, he felt himself sliding down a long dark shaft of despair with no way out. He was amazed how easily his foot slipped into the footed part of the sleeper. He then took the other foot and put it in the other leg of the pajamas and then pulled the sleeper up to his waist. He turned beet red when Jenny began laughing at the sight of her 12-year-old brother standing in front of her with his feet and legs covered with red fleece. Matthew slowly put his hands through each of the arms of the sleeper and pulled the sleeper up over his shoulders. That's as far as he could go, and just stood there crying. His mother moved near to him and gently zipped the garment up. "Now that wasn't so bad," she told him. "If you'll just give these pajamas a chance, I think that you will really like them. I had a pair when I was your age and I loved them. They were the most comfortable pajamas I ever owned and they kept me nice and toasty warm all night long." Jenny began laughing hysterically. She then began teasing her brother: "Not everybody can pull off that whole 'baby' look. But it looks good on you." "Shut ups" Matthew responded. "Now delete that stupid s**t off of that computer" He demanded of his sister. Jenny went ahead and closed down the dialog box that was open and closed down the program she was in but told Matthew that she was not going to delete anything off of the computer, that this was their "insurance policy" to make sure that Matthew would behave himself properly and that he would grow up to be a well behaved young man. Jenny continued on: "And don't you even think about deleting anything off of this computer. It won't do you a bit of good because I have already taken all of the photographs and videos from your web site and have e-mailed them to myself at my Internet email address. I can go to any computer in the world and your pictures are just waiting for me there in my inbox. I even set up a couple of extra email addresses and e-mailed everything to those as well to make sure nothing happens to any of your pictures or videos. In less then an hour I could re-create your entire web site." Matthew felt completely trapped and helpless standing there in his footed pajamas. Sandra quickly gathered up Matthew's clothes just in case he should have a change of heart. She then told Jenny and Matthew: "Let's go out to the living room and watch some TV before we go to bed." As he entered the living room, Paul began laughing at the sight of his older brother wearing his footed sleeper. "Shut up!" Matthew screamed at Paul. "Matthew!, you watch your mouth!" his mother scolded him. After about an hour, Matthew finally settled down and his mother went into the kitchen and brought out some chocolate chip brownies she had made earlier. She had made a special batch just for Matthew that she spiked with a couple of sleeping pills. She wanted to make sure that he slept very soundly that night. She brought the brownies to the children one at a time. Even though Matthew didn't have much of an appetite that evening, chocolate chip brownies were his favorite so he ate them up. Shortly after their snack, Sandra announced that it was bedtime. As she was telling Matthew good night, she gave him a warning: "I don't want anything 'happening' to your new sleeper such as it 'accidentally' getting ripped or torn or the zipper breaking. Remember I can easily get another pair from Lands End. They even had a very lovely pink pair (not really, but he didn't know that) that I think would suit you perfectly. So if I was you, I would make sure that nothing bad happens to those pajamas." Sandra concluded by telling Paul that Matthew is to sleep the entire night in his new sleeper and that if he tries to takes it off, that Paul is to come wake her up immediately and tell her. Again Matthew felt completely helpless and more and more like a little baby. Now even his younger brother was "baby sitting" him and keeping an eye on him. Matthew had a difficult time getting comfortable that night. He was not use to sleeping in a blanket sleeper. He wanted to sleep under the covers so that Paul would not be able to see him in his footed sleeper, but this quickly got too hot for him. He tossed and turned several times trying to get comfortable, but the one-piece sleeper would rub against his diaper each time amplifying the crackling and rustling sounds of his diaper. He finally kicked all of the covers off of himself and slept on top of the sheet with no covers on him at all. The sleeping pills (along with the sedatives) quickly took effect and Matthew was fast asleep. A DIFFICULT 11 YEAR OLD - CHAPTER 10 - The Morning After With both the sedatives and sleeping pills in his system Matthew slept until well after 10 o'clock the next day. When he awoke he was alone in his room. His younger brother Paul had woke up a couple of hours earlier and had already gone outside to play. As he yawned and stretched, his new blanket sleeper pressed up against his toes and reminded him of the events from the night before. He still could not believe that his mother would buy him such a childish pair of pajamas and then force him to wear them. All he wanted to do was to get out of these hideous pajamas with feet. Matthew went over to his dresser to first of all get some clean underwear to replace his soaked diaper. As he opened his underwear drawer he was completely surprised to only find his diapers in the drawer. What had happened to his underwear as well as his T-Shirts and socks? He quickly opened the other drawers in his dresser to find all of them completely empty. He was dumbfounded as to what was going on. He was still pretty groggy from having just woken up, also the sedatives and sleeping pills from the night before were still effecting his ability to grasp what was going on. He went over to his closet and again all of his clothes were gone. The only clothes in the closet were Paul's. After a couple of minutes trying to figure out what had happened he began calling out for his mother. As Sandra entered his room, Matthew asked her what had happened to all of his clothes. She began by explaining that last night after he had gone to sleep she had come into his room and gathered up all of his clothes and boxed them up. And then earlier that morning she had taken them to Grandpa's mini-storage and locked them up down there. "WHAT???" Matthew asked. She replied: "It's because you pitched such a fit last night over wearing your new pajamas. I worked very hard trying to find those pajamas for you and I spent more on your pajamas than I spent for Jenny's and Paul's put together. It was a very ungrateful attitude." Matthew sat there in complete silence. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. His mother continued: "Those are really very comfortable pajamas. If you will just give them a chance I am sure that you will find them to be the most comfortable pajamas you have ever owned. That is why I have arranged for you to spend the entire day and possibly the entire weekend in your new pajamas so that you can get used to wearing them. I bet you that in time you will actually look forward to wearing them, and that you won't be able to wait until you can put them on. The time will come when you will put them on hours before you go to bed, and you will lounge around in them all day long during the weekend, just like I use to do." He could NEVER imagine himself wanting to wear such a grotesque pair of pajamas. He did however ask his mother: "Why are doing this to me?" "Because you have gotten such a defiant and rebellious attitude lately. Things are going to change around here, young man. From now on when you disobey me, there will be hell to pay. You must learn that for every action there is going to be a reaction," Sandra explained, and then she continued: "Just like last night. If you had just done what you were told to do, and had put on your new sleeper without such a fuss, this whole matter would have been over and done with. But because of YOUR disobedience you will now have to spend an entire day running around the house in a pair of footed pajamas. And if you don't learn your lesson, then we will repeat this same process tomorrow." It had taken several months, but Sandra had finally gotten the upper hand in dealing with her difficult and rebellious son. Matthew, too realized that his mother was now in complete control and that there was nothing he could do about it. He began to cry as the utter helplessness of his situation settled in on him. "What about my underwear?" Matthew sobbed. Sandra then explained to her son: "I did leave out a pair of your underwear. Now if you are willing to take your punishment like a man, then you can wear your regular underwear. However, if you are going cry and pout like a little baby, then you can just wear a diaper all day long. It doesn't matter to me." She then asked Matthew: "So what's it going be? Are you going to accept your discipline like a man?" Matthew weakly nodded Yes through his tears. Sandra continued on, making sure he understood what she meant: "If you would have obeyed me last night and put on your new sleeper when I had first given it to, then you wouldn't be in the predicament that you are in now. You do realize that it is because of YOUR actions that you are being punished." Matthew again sobbed: "Yes". "Now quit crying like a baby and I will go get you your underwear." Matthew fought hard to hold back his tears. After a couple of minutes he was able to stop sobbing. Sandra then left the room and went and got a pair of his underwear out of her own room. She returned with the underwear, which Matthew gladly accepted. As she left his room, Sandra gave instructions to Matthew for him to come downstairs for breakfast after he had changed out of his diaper. Matthew quickly removed his soaked diaper and put on his regular underwear. As he threw his diaper in the trashcan, he wondered to himself how he was going to be able to throw it away outside like he was supposed to do. He grabbed the trashcan and very hesitantly went down stairs. As soon as Jenny saw him she began teasing him: "Good morning, sleepyhead. I was beginning to wonder if you were ever going to wake up. I can't remember you ever sleeping this late." Then she asked: "Is it your new jammies? Do day make you sweep like a wittle itty bitty baby?" Matthew turned beet red and his anger blazed inside of him. He very much wanted to cuss her out, but he knew that he would be in more trouble if he did. No telling how long he would have to wear the stupid footed sleeper for cussing. Besides that, he just couldn't be tough standing there in a pair of footed pajamas. So he just took his punishment "like a man" (or should it be "like a baby"). He did manage a weak "Cut it out" in response to his sisters' teasing. Jenny just laughed at him and walked away. Matthew then approached his mother and quietly asked: "Ah mom, could you please take out my diaper and throw it away for me?" Sandra couldn't believe her ears, her once proud and arrogant son humbly asking her to something with the word PLEASE. "I should make you do it yourself as part of your punishment," She replied. Matthew went flush and got weak in the knees at the very thought of going outside and being caught wearing a blanket sleeper WITH FEET. Sandra could see the trauma that this was causing her son, so she said to him: "All right, I'll do it for you this time. But next time you're going to have to do it yourself. That'll teach you to disobey me." After his mother returned from her trash run, Matthew took his trashcan back upstairs to his room and came back down to eat breakfast. Sandra explained that she had already cooked breakfast for everybody else much earlier and then instructed Matthew to fix himself a bowl of cereal to hold him over until lunch, since lunch was only an hour or so away. After eating the cereal, Matthew went into the living room and watched TV until lunch was ready. At lunchtime, Sandra sent Jenny out to find Paul and to bring him in for lunch. When Paul came into the dining room he was surprised to see his older brother still wearing his new footed pajamas. He smiled and asked: "Hey Matt, why are you still wearing your pajamas?" Matthew again turned red and quietly answered: "Mom's punishing me." Paul then asked: "For what?" Matthew explained that it was because he didn't obey her when she had told him to put on his new pajamas last night. So now he had to spend all day in them. Paul responded with a "Bummer dude." The rest of the day Matthew spent watching TV or playing video games. Sandra couldn't help but notice how well mannered he was while he was wearing a pair of pajamas with feet in them. She realized that she had found the perfect punishment for him. During the day, Matthew started to get use to his new pajamas. He did notice that they were very comfortable. He still couldn't see himself willingly wearing them all day long like his mother used to do, but if nobody else was around, he thought about how he just might put them in on and wear them around the house, especially if it was a really cold day. That evening as he was going to bed, Matthew asked his mother if he would get back his "regular" clothes the next day. Sandra told him that she was very proud of him, that he had indeed taken his punishment "like a man", and that she would go first thing in the morning to Grandpa's mini-storage and retrieve his clothes. The next morning when Matthew awoke he eagerly looked around his room for his regular clothes. He was very disappointed when he did not find them. He heard his mother downstairs in the kitchen getting breakfast ready so he went down to ask her about his clothes. His mother responded that she had already been up for over an hour and had been to Grandpa's mini-storage and had gotten his clothes for him and that they were in the car. Matthew ran over to the window and looked outside and could see several boxes inside the car. "Why didn't you bring them in?" he asked. She answered: "There's one last phase to your punishment before you get your clothes back. I want to take some pictures of you in your new pajamas. You look so cute and adorable, I want to save this moment in time." "WHAT?!?!" he asked. Sandra just laughed a little and then explained further: "Besides that having some pictures around of you in a pair of footed pajamas will help keep you in line. The next time you start acting belligerent and all tough all I'll have to do is show you a picture of you in your cute little blanket sleeper to remind you of what a big baby you really are deep down inside." She then went on: "Now if you aren't willing to accept ALL of your punishment, then I can very easily take your clothes back to Grandpa's mini- storage and you can spend another day in your footed pajamas thinking about your lousy attitude." She then concluded with: "So what's it going to be? Are you going to accept ALL of your punishment and let me take some pictures of you in your new pajamas? Or, do you want to spend another day in your cute little sleeper?" The last thing Matthew wanted was to spend another day in his blanket sleeper. Besides that he figured that his mom and Jenny had probably already used their "hidden" camera to take pictures of him anyway. (They had!) So he reluctantly agreed to let his mother take some pictures. "Excellent," she responded. "As soon as breakfast is finished we'll take a few pictures and then you will get your clothes back. Now breakfast is almost ready, so go and call Jenny and Paul down for breakfast." When Jenny came downstairs for breakfast she began laughing at her brother for still being in his pajamas. "Are you STILL wearing you new pajamas. You must really like them!!" she teased him. "Shut up," Matthew fired back. Their mother interrupted the two of them and explained to Jenny how she wanted to take some picture of Matthew in his new pajamas before she gave him back his regular clothes. She then asked Jenny to help her with the photographs. Jenny readily responded, and again began teasing her humiliated brother. "Are you going to Moodelll your new pajamas for everyone to see?" she asked as she pretended she was walking down a catwalk striking poses for everyone to see and photograph. After breakfast Sandra, Matthew and Jenny all went into Sandra's room where she had set up Jenny's web cam for Matthew's photo shoot. What he thought was only going to take a couple of minutes lasted for more then a half an hour. His mother and Jenny got pictures of him standing, sitting, laying down, legs crossed, legs straight out in front of him etc. etc. etc. And of course in every picture Matthew had to smile as if he was having the time of his life. When they were finally finished, Sandra had well over 50 pictures. "OK, that should be enough," His mother finally said. And then Sandra asked Jenny to give her hand bringing Matthew's clothes into the house. Matthew was very glad to get back into his "regular" clothes. But something strange happened. After having spent well over 24 hours in a blanket sleeper, his regular clothes suddenly felt very uncomfortable. Every time he moved it seemed as if his jeans would bind up and pinch him. But in any case, he was very happy to be able to go out in public again. Later that afternoon Sandra took the two boys to the theatre to watch a movie. When she got back home she showed Jenny her handiwork with the cassette player and showed her the various tapes that she had bought off of the Internet as well as the tapes she had made up herself. Sandra then said to her daughter: "I think we need to make up a new tape extolling the virtues of wearing a footed blanket sleeper." Jenny giggled and then Sandra asked her if she would like to do the honors. Jenny readily agreed and the two of them together worked on the script which went something like: "I loooove wearing pajamas with feet....... I wish I could wear my blanket sleeper all day long ...... I feel safe and secure in my footed pajamas ........ My sleeper is soooo warm and cozy ...... I don't care what other people think, I like my footed sleeper." It took several tries for Jenny to make it through an entire recording session without busting out with laughter. When they had finished the tape, Sandra began talking to Jenny about her signing up for a sewing class when the new semester began in a few weeks. Jenny had always been a typical tomboy; more interested in athletics then the traditional feminine things. Therefore, she had no interest at all in learning how to sew. However, Sandra explained how she had several ideas in mind of outfits for "baby" Matthew. Jenny giggled with delight at her mothers' ideas and agreed to sign up for the sewing class. For the next week Sandra played the blanket sleeper tape every night for Matthew. After only a week, she could tell a difference. Matthew was no longer fussing and complaining about wearing the sleeper, it even seemed like he was starting to enjoy it. Sandra and Jenny again set up their "hidden" camera in Matthews' room, and got a full-length video of Matthew diapering himself and then getting his sleeper out of the dresser and putting it on himself without anyone helping him or forcing him. This was Grade-A blackmail material. Sandra gave Matthew a couple of weeks to get use to wearing footed pajamas before she moved on to the next phase of her plan.