The Doctor’s Modification

Summary: A story about a boy teasing his little brother for not 
mastering potty training suddenly has all his comments blow up in his 
face.

Part 1

Frank could not even begin to describe how mad he was at once again 
catching Adam teasing his little brother. At 8 years he should know 
better than to tease Matt. Sure, a 4-year-old in Pull-ups might be a 
little unusual but that’s no excuse for him to berate the poor kid.

Sometimes Frank wish they didn’t put the damn symbols that fade on the 
Pull-ups. Adam had caught sight of Matt’s faded symbols and started 
singing, "Mommy, look! He’s-a-ba-by-now!" thinking himself quite clever 
by altering the jingle. He yelled at him to stop but just knew as soon 
as he was not around Adam would start again. Having changed Matt into a 
dry Pull-up would not help for long.

Adam could not see what was so bad about teasing Matt. If he did not 
like it he should just stop wearing and wetting the Pull-ups. After all 
he had stopped at 3, so there was no reason for Matt not to manage the 
same. "I better go to my room for a bit before dad gets real mad."

Matt was sniffling when Frank picked him up and carried him to the 
bathroom for a change. "Don’t worry, you will get it eventually.”

“I just wish Adam wouldn’t tease me about wetting; I’m trying real 
hard."

"So do I, so do I."

Standing him up on the bathroom floor, Frank pulled his Pull-ups down, 
stopping himself from letting out a big sigh so as not to embarrass 
Matt. Reaching over, he picked up the box of wipes to clean him off. It 
had been a long search to find some unscented wipes to not give Adam 
another reason to tease him for the baby smell most wipes had.

Pulling out a new Pull-up, Frank told him to try not to lose the 
trophies this time. The cool alert at times made Matt let out a small 
gasp of surprise. Frank had made sure to treat him as much as a big boy 
as possible. Nighttime still saw Matt in Pampers Cruisers size 6, 
though, since he simply wet too much for the Pull-ups to hold.

He wondered if the teasing made Matt feel insecure enough to not pay 
attention. Matt often seemed more concerned about not letting Adam see 
him than getting to the potty. Frank had done the same big-boy routine 
when Adam was getting potty trained and had not had much trouble 
getting him dry.

While mulling these things over and trying to figure out what to do he 
jumped a little when his cell phone rang.

"Hello, it’s Frank."

"Hey, Frank, it’s John. I was just wondering if we still on for the 
fishing trip this weekend."

"Of course; I been looking forward to it for a while. I just hope Adam 
will lay of the teasing for it."

"He been at it again?"

"Yeah, I am at my wit’s end with that boy."

"Well, my offer still stands if you want to let him know what it feels 
like."

"Thanks, I’ll think about it. What time tomorrow are you coming over?"

"I was thinking about 6AM. I’d prefer an earlier start, but with the 
boys it’s better to let them have some sleep first."

"Agreed; otherwise, they will fall asleep, so I’ll see you then."

John, being a close friend of Frank, had seen both kids grow up and was 
well aware of Adam’s teasing. Working as a doctor with a specialty in 
urinary disorders, he had made a suggestion to Frank. One day while 
talking he had told him about stents, which are used to make sure a 
blood vessel or ureter is kept open. Suggesting they use it to keep the 
bladder muscle continually open, letting Adam know what its like to 
have accidents.

At first Frank had laughed at the idea imagining his 8-year-old 
becoming dribble-incontinent, a condition where he would constantly 
leak urine as he would loose the ability to keep any amount of urine in 
his bladder. Thinking of the day’s incident, he was seriously 
considering taking John up on his offer. This week alone he had yelled 
at Adam for teasing at least a dozen times. He already knew the stent 
would not harm Adam in any way as John had suggested a new stent type 
covered with a nonstick cover to avoid the clog effect which could 
occur at times.

After thinking on it for a bit he decided it might be time to teach 
Adam a lesson. Making sure none of the kids were around, he went 
outside to the backyard to make a phone call that would spell doom for 
Adam’s big-boy status.

"Hey Frank, did something come up?"

"You might say that I think I’m gonna take you up on that offer, after 
all. I am tired of the teasing."

"I’m not surprised."

They spent the next few minutes discussing how they should do this. 
John thought a plastic stent might be better since it would be 
removable at a later date without a surgical procedure. John would come 
over with a few knockout pills to make the boys sleep through the whole 
thing.

Frank did not want either boy to know what had happened. Feeling this 
would end the teasing, Frank felt relieved as it had been a constant 
source of conflict tiring him out. Almost as someone had read his mind 
he heard Adam laughing inside. Sighing inside, he went in to see what 
had happened.

Finding Matt crying on the floor, he looked and saw he was still dry. 
Infuriated, he turned to Adam and asked what he was doing.

"I just checked his Pull-up!"

"So why is he crying?"

"How would I know what he is thinking? I am not a baby!"

“No, but you will soon be,” Frank thought.

"That’s it! I have had it with your teasing! Go to your room and stay 
there until bedtime!"

"But I didn’t do nothing!"

Frank silenced Adam with a glare, letting him know he was pushing it 
dangerously.

After he heard Adam going up the stairs stomping his feet to alert all 
to the unfairness of it all, he turned to Matt.

"So, what happened?"

"He checked my Pull-up and when he saw it was dry he said I’d prolly 
pooped it since it was dry."

Matt had not had a poop accident for months but Adam still teased him 
about it. Cradling Matt in his arms to soothe him, Frank suddenly 
noticed a warmth on his hand.

"Did you just have a accident?" This made Matt cry even more.

"Sssh, it don’t matter, I’m not mad. We better get you ready for bed." 
Once again, going to the bathroom, he picked up a Pampers Cruisers on 
the way. They made Matt waddle a little so he only used them during the 
day time when there would not be a toilet close by for a long time.

After a quick cleanup he carried Matt to his bedroom and put him down 
for the night. He was just about to tell Adam to go to bed, although he 
usually got to stay up an hour later than Matt when he heard John pull 
up into the driveway. Going down to greet him, he heard the boys coming 
out of their bedrooms.

"Matt, it’s your bedtime; Adam, you’re going to stay in your bedroom 
until bedtime."

Both boys were disappointed in this as they looked at John as an uncle, 
and since he had no kids of his own he usually brought a treat when he 
came over. But neither dared disobey Frank as they could sense he was 
not in the best of moods.

"Hey, John, you gotten lazy of late? You live 3 houses away."

"Well I went down to the office to pick up the supplies we would need."

"Oh, I thought you would need a few days to get it sorted."

"No, I had all I needed and this should keep Adam asleep while we 
insert it."

Holding up a small jar with a powder inside, John said, "I was thinking 
of pills but these should work better as they are tasteless and 
dissolve in water."

Knowing Adam would probably request a glass of water before he fell 
asleep, Frank went to the kitchen and got the mixture ready. Sure 
enough 20, minutes later he heard Adam call out if he could go get 
something to drink, a trick all kids have used during the ages to get 
out of their room or delay their bed time. This time it did not work as 
Frank grabbed the glass and went up to Adam. He could see this did not 
please Adam as he had no doubt planned to sneak a peak at John, hoping 
for a treat.

Frank waited until the water was all gone as he did not like the boys 
to have any dishes or glasses in their rooms.

"He drank it all up. How long do you figure it will be before he is 
asleep?"

"Well, a half hour should do it."

Talking about the fishing trip, they waited the time out and after 30 
minutes they went up to check both boys. Adam was fast asleep, 
apparently knocked out. Matt was also sound asleep.

"Okay, pull down his pants and let’s get this done."

John pulled out a catheter-like object with a string inside the tube. 
Explaining to Frank that the tube was just used to insert the stent 
into place, the string would be cut so it was just inside the tip of 
Adam`s penis and would be used to remove the stent by pulling on it as 
that would shrink the stent and pull it out. Taking out some sterile 
wipes, John got to work on making Adam`s soon-to-be diaper area 
sterile.

This done, he placed a Pampers bed mat underneath grabbed the stent and 
inserted it into the pee hole, working it all the way up to the 
bladder. Once positioned, he used the string to make the stent grow and 
permanently keep his bladder open. Then he carefully removed the tube, 
cutting the string to size, leaving no visible trace of what had just 
transpired. Of course once the stent was in place Adam emptied his 
bladder into the waiting bed mat.

Seeing this, Frank considered for a moment to get a fresh bed mat, but 
not wanting to tip Adam off, he decided to sacrifice the mattress. 
Cleaning up, making sure not to leave anything they went downstairs 
where Frank deposited the wet bed mat into the outdoor trash can.

"It will be an interesting morning."

"Well, Adam should have a surprise waiting for him. When was the last 
time he wet the bed "

"I think he was about 3.5 last time."

Meanwhile, Adam lay, dreaming a weird dream that he was swimming in 
warm water, all the while dribbling pee onto the bed. After seeing John 
off, Frank went upstairs to check if it had worked. Pulling back the 
covers he noticed the wet spot underneath Adam and on his PJs, thinking 
to himself that he better get to bed since they were going to get up 
early for their Saturday fishing trip and dealing with the wet bed in 
the morning would probably take some time.

Slamming his hand down on the alarm clock, Frank groggily got out of 
bed.

"God, 5:15 AM. People shouldn’t be allowed be allowed to get up this 
early."

Quickly dispatching the morning routine, he went to wake the boys up. 
When entering Adam`s room he could smell pee and the damage to the 
mattress was obvious. Shaking Adam awake, he prepared for the reaction.

"Who is it that’s shaking me? I wanna sleep." The thought dimly 
registered in Adam’s mind as Frank was shaking him. He also felt a 
slight shivering sensation which he couldn’t quite place and his PJs 
clinging to him. After a moment his groggy mind, put 2 and 2 together.

"Oh shit! I wet the bed! I haven’t done that in ages." Seeing Frank 
standing over him, there was no use in trying to hide the obvious.

"Seems you had a little accident tonight; you must have been real 
tired."

While Adam was sent to the shower Frank changed the sheets and put the 
mattress out to dry. Thinking this must have been a one-night thing, 
Adam quickly showered and got dressed. Looking forward to the fishing 
trip, he was tripping beside Frank while he got Matt awake and almost 
commented about the puffy nighttime Pull-up until he remembered his own 
bed that morning.

After what seemed to Adam hours, Frank had gotten Matt dressed into a 
new Pull-up and clothes. Turning to Adam, Frank saw a wet spot in his 
crotch as evidence that the stent was working.

"Umnmm, Adam, you’re wet."

"Wet? What is he thinking of? I dried myself of after showering," Adam 
thought. Noticing Frank was looking down, Adam reached down and felt 
his crotch finding it wet.

"Didn’t you notice you had to go?"

Adam could just shake his head. He couldn’t even remember wetting 
himself.

"Well, we better get you cleaned up and ready."

Too dazed by having both wet his bed and pants, Adam did not put up a 
fight as Frank lifted him onto the changing mat spread out on the bed. 
After pulling off Adam`s pants and throwing them into the hamper he 
kept in Matt`s room Frank reached over to grab a few wipes. Feeling 
very small indeed as he was wiped clean with wipes Adam`s eyes nearly 
bugged out of his skull when he saw Frank get out a Pull-up after 
cleaning him.

"DAD! What are you doing?"

"Well, you just wet your pants without even noticing what you did. 
Since we are going fishing we won’t have spare clothes handy."

"Dad, that was just an accident. I won’t need these. I know I won’t 
have another accident, so I don’t need them!"

"Look, in this house if you wet yourself you get Pull-ups." Frank was 
referring to the rules he had laid down for both boys when they were 
potty training. Wet pants meant Pull-ups for the rest of the day.

"If I show Matt that you don’t have to follow the rules he will also 
refuse. Now, I am not going to make any difference between you two on 
this. As long as there is someone being potty trained in this house the 
rules apply to all and that is final! You can decide between having 
this Pull-up put on and going fishing; or refuse, and we will stay 
home."

Not wanting to miss the fishing trip, Adam resigned himself to the 
horrible fate of wearing Pull-ups for the trip, thinking he would show 
his father just how stupid this was by presenting him with a bone-dry 
Pull-up when they got home.

The stretchy sides of made it fit nicely and Frank sent Adam off to get 
a clean pair of pants from his room. Now with the logic of an 8-year-
old, Adam figured this was his way out of wearing the offensive 
garment. Frank wanted to see if he would comply and figured Adam would 
be in for a nasty surprise if he took off his Pull-up. Wanting to show 
just silly the idea of him needing diapers was , because in Adam`s mind 
diapers and Pull-ups were no different, he tore them off and got a pair 
of underwear before putting his pants on. Thinking he would show dad 
after the trip that he had not worn any stupid diapers and was still 
dry.

Loading up the car, Frank was not able to tell if Adam was still 
wearing the Pull-up and was thankful for the leather seats. Adam could 
feel himself get slightly wet just before they parked the car by the 
small stream they usually went to fish in. Getting out of the car, he 
ran a hand over his pants but could not feel a wet spot. Getting his 
fishing rod, Adam decided to go a little downstream to be alone. Part 
of the reason the boys enjoyed the fishing trips was that they were 
allowed a little candy and some sodas while fishing. Sitting down to 
keep an eye on his floater, Adam let his mind wander to try and make 
sense of his sudden lack of control.

Enjoying the soda and candy, Adam soon got caught up in the fishing as 
he was lucky enough to land 2 small bass. Wanting to show off a bit, he 
went back to the others with the fish.

"Hey dad, John, look! I got some!" Feeling quite proud of himself, he 
could not understand why his dad was looking at him as though he had 
just done something bad.

"Adam, why are your pants wet?"

Looking down to see a 5cm wet spot in his crotch, he knew he was in 
trouble. Pulling down Adam’s pants and seeing his wet underwear, Frank 
knew he had disobeyed him.

"Now son, can you tell me why you aren’t wearing the Pull-up I put on 
you ?"

"I’m not a baby like Matt and I don’t need them."

"Well, from where I’m standing, you seem to be the baby at the moment. 
I told you we wouldn’t have any spare clothes and I am not letting you 
run around in wet pants." Pulling Adam’s pants and underwear all the 
way off, leaving him in just his shirt, grabbing the backpack he used 
for Matt`s diapers supplies, he pulled out a Pampers Cruisers and some 
wipes. Adam nearly ran when he saw the diaper but remembered he was 
almost naked.

"Dad, what are you doing with that diaper?"

"Since you can’t seem to stop wetting you need to wear something to 
keep you dry, now until we get home you’re staying in that diaper!"

Although embarrassed by the whole situation, Adam knew he had brought 
this on himself and could only nod while sniffling. The Cruiser made a 
swishing sound with each step he took and the unfamiliar bulk between 
legs reminded him with each step what he was wearing. He looked down 
and couldn’t believe where he used to wear pants like other boys he now 
had a diaper on with Elmo on his front and rear and a blue line running 
all around the middle of it.

"Matt, come over here for a second."

Wondering what his dad wanted, Matt walked over.

"Now, how is your Pull-up doing?"

"I`m not sure. I think it’s dry."

Pulling down Matt`s pants, Frank was greeted by a rather wet Pull-up 
with no trophies left.

"Seems we have one more to change here."

Thinking to let Adam see there was a difference between the two, he 
pulled out both a Cruiser and a Pull-up, holding both up for Matt. 

"Which one would you like, son?". He was a bit surprised to find him 
pointing at the Cruiser, but cleaned him up and put the Cruiser on.

Adam looking, he couldn’t understand why his brother would want a 
diaper when he could have a Pull-up. When Frank was done Matt asked 
Adam to show him where he got the bass he caught earlier. Wanting to 
know why he chose diapers over Pull-ups, he led him to the spot he had 
fished earlier. After checking to see they were out of hearing range he 
turned to Matt.

"How come you wanted a diaper?" Matt looked a bit sheepish.

"Well, with the Pull-up I got to be careful not to wet it, now I can 
just fish and not worry about the potty." Thinking it a bit strange but 
seeing the advantage, Adam let it go.

All too soon for the boys’ liking, it was time to go home. John looked 
at Adam.

"If you keep wetting I’ll have a look at you and see if we can do 
something about it."

This prompted Adam to reach down and squeeze his diaper. Finding it 
quite soaked, he turned red. John decided to not point this out and 
instead wished them a good ride home.