DREAMY DIAPERS
By Ian Crighton

	"It's going to be a brilliant day," thought Ian ,it was the 
beginning of the Summer Holidays and it was his 12th birthday. He 
began getting out of bed ,the sun was shining and it's golden rays 
pierced the curtains of the darkened bedroom, giving the poor boy 
ample light to see that he had wet the bed yet again. He was very 
aware that if his mother found out about this she would be putting 
him in diapers tonight. Ian looked down at his wet pyjama's , the 
dark wet patch went all the way down to his knees and all the way 
up to his chest.
	"Bugger," Ian said to himself. "I had better hide these." He 
got out of the wet clothes and stripped the wet bedding away from 
his bed. Once he had gathered up the wet stuff he threw it into 
his wardrobe and remade the bed with his secret stock pile of 
bedding and made his way down stairs.
	"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" his family shouted as he entered the dining 
room. Ian's face went bright red as they sang the 'happy birthday' 
song to him, and he placed himself at the breakfast table, joining 
Lisa who being 13 was the oldest, and Danny who was 6. Mrs. Royds 
or Mum to the three children , stood over the table and dished out 
the breakfast. Not taking her eyes away from her task she asked, 
"Ian sweetheart, did you wet the bed last night?" Ian tutted and 
said, "No, Mum". Lisa smirked and advised her Mother that it would 
be a good idea to put "Diapers on the pissy boy." Mrs. Royds 
stopped what she was doing and took her place at the table 
	"Children, your brother may still be wetting the bed and his 
pants, but I want you to show some respect for him. After all he 
is your brother he is not the only person who as accidents. He 
needs all our understanding and all our love. I want you to 
promise that you will stop calling him names."
	Just then the door bell rang and Mrs. Royds went to answer 
it. "Parcel for Emma Royds," said the young man at the door. As he 
passed her the package Emma thanked him. Shutting the door, she 
unwrapped the package. She saw that it was the catalogue from 
Dreamy Diapers. After she had taken the book upstairs she returned 
to the breakfast table. Lisa had already gone out and Danny was on 
the floor playing with some toys. Emma walked over to the table 
where Ian still sat and took a seat beside him
	"Ian, do you remember our little chat we had last week, about 
you having to start wearing Diapers again?" Ian looked up to his 
Mother and replied ," yes mum, but I don't want to wear diapers." 
His mother had the look of pity in her eyes and, taking hold of 
Ian's hand, continued.
	"Peter's Mother wants a chat with you ,she knows other boys 
who still wear diapers ,even to school, and she thinks that you 
should be in diapers. After all, you do wet almost all the time, 
and I think that it is very nice of her to take an interest in 
you, so when you have finished your breakfast we will go next door 
to see her."
	Before Ian had the chance to call his Mothers friend a nosy 
interfering old bag ,his mother had left the room to fetch the 
diaper catalogue, leaving Ian to finish his meal. Ian and his 
Mother reached the door just as Judy came out to fetch the milk. 
	"Hello, Birthday Boy,"she said on seeing them ,Ian said hello 
and was shown into the T.V room, he stood in shock on the sight of 
seeing his best friend. Peter sat on the floor watching T.V, 
dressed in a T-shirt and a Diaper. Peter was 10 and he was Ian's 
best friend. Peter looked up to Ian and greeted him, "Happy 
Birthday Ian" and he got up from the floor and walked over to the 
cabernet which was at the other side of the room. Ian watched as 
he made his way. Ian could not help noticing on how funny the 
bulky diaper made Peter walk. It was almost a duck walk and it was 
a very bulky diaper. Peter handed Ian a card and a parcel. He 
noticed that Ian had not taken his eyes away from his diaper.
	"I am sorry I did not tell you about my diapers, Ian, but I 
never thought that one day you would see me in them, but in a way 
I am glad that you have. I don't have to hide them now and now you 
know that you're not the only one to wear diapers."
	Ian could not believe his ears and told his friend quite 
matter-of-factly, "I don't wear diapers, Peter.". The two mothers 
were in the kitchen about to have coffee. Both went to speak at 
the same time but Emma let Judy go first.
	"Did you see Peter on your way in?" Taking a sip from her cup 
Emma said no and Judy continued.
	"I left him in his diapers this morning so that Ian could see 
for himself that he is not the only boy who needs them."
	Emma put her cup down on the table and replied, "Judy, do you 
have any spare diapers? Ian wet the bed again this morning. He hid 
the wet clothing in his cupboard. I have not said anything to him, 
but I knew that something was up because I made sure that I gave 
him the blue set of sheets yesterday. When he was having breakfast 
I went upstairs to check on his bed and found the green set on it 
instead. I would really like to get him back into diapers soon, if 
not for his own good but for mine."
	Judy looked at Emma and could see that tears were forming in 
the eyes. Taking hold of Emma's hand, she said, "Of course you can 
have some diapers. There's plenty here. It would be better if you 
diapered him here. At least he knows that Peter wears them. We can 
diaper them when we have finished our coffee."
	Emma took out the diaper catalogue from her handbag and 
together the two women read it. It was a colourful book. Each page 
had children of all ages in small groups dressed in cloth diapers, 
plastic and rubber pant's in all patterns. There were frilly 
pant's and loads of different colours. Many of the photos showed 
the children having fun at places like the beach and there were 
several shots of diapered children in busy shops. The two women 
drank up their coffee and went to the T.V room. Emma was not 
shocked at seeing Peter in his diapers because she often came 
around for morning coffee. Peter and Ian were watching the telly.
	"Peter, come over here, and say hello to Auntie Emma." Doing 
as his Mother asked Peter waddled over to Emma. She reached out 
and grabbed him gently in her arms. Whilst Judy left the room, 
Emma looked at the boy's diaper and said, "You will soon have this 
nasty wet diaper off." She glanced at Ian who, too, was eyeing the 
sagging diaper. Emma reached down at the diaper and took hold of 
the plastic-panted garment and gently patted it for a few moments 
whilst taking to Peter. Judy returned to the room carrying spare 
diapers and took a seat on the sofa and Emma joined. Her both boys 
were summoned to stand by their Mother's feet. Emma spoke to Ian.
	"Now that you have seen Peter in diapers, I want you to wear 
them." Ian looked at Peter, who was now lying at his Mother's feet 
having his diaper changed, and he knew that his mother was not 
asking him to wear diapers but was telling him that he was going 
to wear diapers. Meekly, he let his Mother undress him. Soon both 
boys were diapered. Ian felt funny. He was not used to the bulk 
between his legs. Emma gave out a gasp and got up.
	"I've left Danny on his own. I wont be long." She quickly 
left. Ian and Peter were still waddling around the room. Ian was 
beginning to like the feeling of the diapers. They were warm and 
he felt secure wearing them. Judy left the boys and went to put 
the kettle on.
	Danny and Emma soon returned. The kettle had boiled and the 
coffee was placed on the table. Danny wanted to join the other 
boys, but Emma did not want him to see his older brother in a 
diaper. Judy opened the door and let Danny join the two boys.
	"You cant turn back now Emma. It's for the best; the sooner 
your kids see Ian wearing diapers the better. They will soon take 
no notice of his diapers and you wont have to mop up after him 
again."
	Taking a sip from her cup, Emma replied, "I know. I just hope 
the poor boy knows that I am doing this to help him. It breaks my 
heart to see him cry after he has wet himself."
	Danny ran into the T.V room and looked at the boys in their 
diapers.
	"Baby?" he asked pointing to Ian's diaper. Ian and Peter 
laughed and at the same time both answered, "Yes, we babies." both 
Mother's heard the reply and they both knew that diapers would be 
around for a very long time indeed