LEAP YEAR BRANDON ----------------- "BUT MOMMMMM!" Brandon was dragged sobbing into his house by his mother. Every step he made caused his wet pants to squish around his waist. "But nothing young man, I've told you not to wet your pants, and now you've gone and done it again. I'm going to have to do something about this young man, and trust me I will!" Brandon sobbed as he was lead into the spare bedroom, and told to wait there. He lay down on the bed and cried, wishing that he hadn't wet his pants in the middle of the mall. Brandon had been a bedwetter all of his life, and his Mom had stopped using diapers when he was 3 1/2, saying he was too old for them. She gave him Goodnites, but these would leak on him and make him wake up in a wet, smelly bed every day. He had always had sporadic toilet accidents since being declared day trained, and had always felt bad about them, but there was nothing he could do. He didn't remember falling asleep, but when he woke up, but when he did, he had wet again, and the guest bed was soaked. It was then that the front door opened, and his mom came into the room. "I see that you've done it again Brandon, but now we're going to take care of you. It's obvious that I've made a mistake in moving your birthday to February 28th, because it's obvious that you have the habits of a one year old, my little leap year son. Therefore, I shouldn't get mad at you, but just treat you like your age." From behind her back she pulled out a package of Pampers 6, and some lotion and powder. Brandon screamed and tried to run away, but she grabbed him and pushed him down on the bed. Quickly she pulled off his shoes, one by one and unbuttoned his pants. Off came the soaking pants and underwear, and he lay on the bed half naked. She used one hand on his chest to keep him from moving around too much, and with her other hand she wiped his bottom and genitals clean with a baby wipe. Quickly she raised his legs and slipped the diaper underneath. It was at list point when Brandon started bawling, but she just rubbed his stomach and told him that it was alight. Next came the lotion, which she made sure covered every diapered surface, and powder was shaken into the diaper and onto him. She brought the front up, over his crotch, and tightly taped it into place. Brandon sobbed as she then worked his feet into the foots of a sleeper, and pulled it up. She took off his shirt, and placed his arms into the sleeves, and then zipped it up the back. Brandon was now really and truly trapped in a DIAPER! He stopped sobbing long enough to reach down to his crotch, and feel the protective thick bulge. He sniffled and then looked at his mother. "I'm only one??" he asked "Of course you are, I should have known that a one year old isn't ready to be potty trained. You probably won't be ready until you are at least 3 maybe even 4!" Brandon thought about this, and when he had realized that this meant he would be a teenager before he was out of diapers, he started to cry all over again. "There There" his mother said as she picked him up in her arms, and patted his diapered bottom, "It's OK, baby." She then put him in a playpen in the kitchen where she could watch him while dinner was prepared. Brandon sat there, and played with his toys which she had thoughtfully placed in there. Unfortunately, he soon had to poop. "Mooommmy! I need to poopy!" "Well, you're wearing a diaper for a reason Brandon, use it!" Brandon didn't know what to do, the cramps got faster and more painful until finally he rose to a crawling position. Soon he could hold it no longer, and both pee and poop came out of his body, soaking and dirtying the diaper at the same time. Brandon sat down, and wept until his mother came over. Quickly she lifted him out of the pen and unsnapped his crotch. She stuck a finger into the diaper and declared him wet and messy. Off to his room they went, only it wasn't his room anymore! His crib was back, and so was his old dresser with the changing table on it! Brandon was placed on the table, and the chest strap applied to keep him from falling off and hurting himself. his crotch was opened, and the sleeper bottom pulled back and out of the way. Slowly she untaped his diaper and pulled down the front, exposing the mess that he'd made! His legs were lifted by the ankle, and his mother started washing his bottom with a warmed baby wipe. Soon she had him all clean, and attention was turned to the diaper rash cream, lotion, and powder treatment. Once these were applied, his butt was lowered onto a fresh, crisp waiting diaper. The front was brought up, and the tapes tightly fastened. His mother declared that he was too tired to stay up any longer, and so she put him into his crib and tucked him in. She left the room, and came back several minutes later with a bottle, and told him that if he ever left the crib after being put into it, that he would be in very deep trouble, the kind that you really don't want to know about! And so Brandon lay there, contemplating whether or not he was six, or simply an 18 month old baby, who didn't have a care in the world, and could have a wet and messy diaper and not get into trouble. He was wetting his diaper as he fell asleep, comfy, warm, and as peaceful as a baby. PART 2 Sunlight entered the room, and Brandon began stirring from his sleep, he didn't even really take in his surroundings, but began to climb over the crib rail instinctively. The poop squishing into his buttocks suddenly shocked him right back into what was now reality, that he was a baby! He fell on his butt back into the crib, making the poop ooze onto his buttocks even more. He smelled the stink that was hovering around him, and began to cry. Softly at first, but soon he cried louder and louder, until his mother came in. "There there, Baby, there's nothing to worry about. Boy, you sure are a stinky baby aren't you? Well we'll just have to get you all cleaned up!" Brandon was lifted out of his crib and taken down the hall to the bathroom. His mother laid him out on the floor and removed his sleeper. She then removed his diaper and saw the stinky mess that lay underneath. Lovingly she wiped him until he was all clean. Then, she put a hand on his chest, and used the other to start bath water. She put a Pamper over his front, and turned him over onto his stomach. Using her free hand, she pushed a thermometer into his just cleaned butt, causing him to wiggle a bit from the cold. Brandon just lay there, not knowing what to think of the whole situation. His mother pulled the thermometer from his butt, and checked that it was normal. She then lifted him into the now warm bath water. She cleaned him from head to toe, making sure to wash all the crevices. She lifted him out, and onto a big fluffy towel, where she thoroughly dried him. Then came the creme and powder, carefully spread on his diaper area, and his legs were lifted to accept the diaper being placed underneath them. First she brought up the front and then taped it firmly into place. She then brought him into his room and put a shirt on him, finally she placed him into the playpen that had been moved up to his room. Brandon played for several hours, and at one point fell asleep in the crib. When he awoke, he saw his teenage sister, staring in at him. "Oh my god! He's really a baby again! Oh, this is wild!" She picked Brandon up, and placed him on his changing table, making sure to apply the strap so that he couldn't run away! She walked around him, staring, and then squeezed the front of his diaper. "Ooooh, looks like the baby has a wet diaper!" She then lifted his legs, and squeezed the back half. "And I think he stinks, too!" She reached for his diaper tapes, and Brandon started screaming, crying and wiggling around. His mom came running, asking what was the matter. When Brandon's sister informed her that she was only trying to change the baby's diaper, Brandon's mother was mad, but not at her. "Well, it looks like SOMEONE isn't behaving himself!" She unstrapped Brandon, and placed him across her knees, She then held him tight, and spanked him hard enough on his diapered bottom to penetrate the padding. Brandon yelled and cried and promised to be good. The poop was splattering around the inside with each swat, and he just wanted to get the smelly diaper off and to be clean again. He would be a good baby from now on, he swore to himself. Finally the spanking ended, and his sister changed his diaper. He was put back into the playpen, this time without the shirt. Every half an hour or so his sister would come and check his diaper, and he begrudgingly allowed it, after all, what could he do? He was just a leap year baby. PART 3 Brandon had been a baby for a week now, and he decided that he'd had enough of it. For the past several days, he'd been holding back as much as possible so as not to give his mother and sister the satisfaction of chastising him every time they checked his diaper. Meanwhile, his mother was worried. Brandon was holding back, and if he kept it up, it could require a visit to the hospital! She went to the living room, and picked up Brandon for the umpteenth time that day to check his diaper. It was a little damp, but nothing to write home about. She left him strapped to the table and went and got the things she'd prepared. She lifted up his butt, and slid a new diaper underneath his butt. She then pulled his legs back, and inserted an enema tube into his bottom. With the manual squeeze bulb, she inflated a retention balloon and at the same time, began pumping the fluid into him. Brandon didn't know what to think of this! His insides felt warm and full, an altogether new feeling for him. But soon, it started to hurt a little. His mom took the tube out and put a new diaper on him. Over top of that she put a pair of heavy duty rubber pants. After she stood up Brandon, who was starting to cry from the pressure in his middle, she released the balloon. Immediately Brandon felt like his entire insides were emptying! His diaper began to get full and swell with the warm water and poop! Brandon started to cry harder because he didn't like this feeling at all! His mom let him enjoy the sloshy diaper for another couple of minutes, and then took him to the bathroom. She stood him in the tub and let the rubber pants drain. She then took off the swimming diaper and threw it in a garbage bag. "There" she said "you'd better learn to use your diapers soon, or we'll have to do that again!" Brandon sobbed as he was put into a fresh diaper and handed a bottle while he lay on the couch. He vowed to himself that he would be good, and use his diapers like a good baby. He sucked on the bottle and turned over to watch TV. Unbeknownst to him, his diaper was being wet as he lay there. He fell asleep, and soon was jostled awake by something in his mouth! His sister was shoving a pacifier into his mouth! He started yelling, and spit it out. His mom came running and saw what he'd done, and told him that he was to do what he's told, and to behave! She put the pacifier into his mouth and pinned the security strap to his shirt. A few minutes later, they were called to dinner, and Brandon was put in his highchair. He complained that it was too high, but his mom just buckled him in anyway. She presented him with a plate of cut up hotdogs. He decided that rather than make a fuss, he should just go along with it. He ate his food, even the pieces that his sister "airplaned" to him without saying anything. After dinner he was given a much needed bath, and put into a short sleeper for the night. As he lay in his crib, he wet and dirtied his diaper almost without thinking about it. Brandon didn't know it, but he was almost a baby now...... PART 4 Brandon had been a baby for a long time now, and his mom felt confident enough to go away for the weekend and leave him in the care of his sister. She left the house, leaving Brandon on the couch, asleep, wearing a onesie. His sister wasted no time! "Get up baby!" she said as she turned him over on the couch, and unsnapped his onesie. She squeezed the front of his diaper, and then lifted his legs to squeeze the back. Even though he wasn't messy, she brought him over to the changing table and stripped him down to his diapers. Brandon could tell that she was up to something, and leaped off the changing table and started to run. But being a baby all of these weeks had slowed him down, and he was easily caught. She pulled him back to the table, and turned him over onto his stomach. She undid the tapes of his diaper, being careful to leave the front in place and began to spank him! Brandon screamed as his butt turned bright red from the continued swatting! Finally she finished and turned the crying boy back onto his back, and refastened his diaper on him. She secured the chest strap across the struggling boy, and told him that because he's been such a bad baby, that she would have to punish him. Leaving him strapped to the table, she went and made a few phone calls. Brandon had fallen asleep on the table, and he woke up to the sound of bags being opened, and he looked over to see his sister's friend opening bags! He screamed and tried to cover his diapers, but his sister came over and pulled his hands away, fully exposing them to the world. "He's been a baby for awhile now, and a bad one at that. I say we need to have some fun with him!" said his sister. Her friend agreed, and pulled out a gallon jug of Pedialyte. She quickly filled a baby bottle, and hung it from the mobile over the changing table. His sister then put a pacifier, which was attached to the bottle into his mouth, and pulled the attached elastic strap over his head and snapped it into place. The sweet fluid flowed into his mouth and he was forced to drink it all! Once it was empty, they filled it again and again, until he felt like he was going to burst! His diaper was changed, and he was placed into the highchair, and a large helping of Metamucil was placed before him. His sister's friend spooned up some and pushed it toward his mouth. He refused! Closing his mouth and shying away from it! His sister grabbed his nose and pinched it shut until he opened his mouth and allowed the whole bowl to be spooned into him! Brandon was feeling very, very full! His sister held him in her lap, one hand on his diaper and with the other, put a pacifier into his mouth. She put the hand over him, and Brandon started to come down from the latest trauma put apon him. He suddenly felt his midsection getting warm, and cramps in his rear. By now, he had lost all control, and his diaper swelled with all the material being put into it that he couldn't stop! He started whimpering with the effort it took to expel everything into his diaper, and his sister began to pat him on the rear. She quickly went from patting to a rubbing motion, smooshing the huge amount of warm poop into his buttocks. She then started cooing to him, relaxing Brandon into a warm lull. She picked him up, and took him into the bathroom and took off his full diaper. He was put into the tub, and sprayed off with the shower. Soon he was all clean, and was dried off with a big fluffy towel. He was oiled and powdered and put into a clean diaper that had had several doublers added to it. Carefully his feet were placed into a sleeper, and it was zipped up. He was put into his crib, and the covers pulled up on him. His sister left the room with her friend, to plan what they would do with him tomorrow.... PART 5 Brandon was still asleep when his sister came in for him in the morning. All the better, she thought to herself. Carefully she lifted the boy from the crib and changed his diaper. After putting him into a onesie, she got together a diaper bag and a few more items of Brandon's baby gear. Her friend loaded the van while she put Brandon into his car seat. They drove away with the boy still sleeping in the back. When Brandon finally woke up, he at first didn't know where he was, there was noise all around him, and he seemed to be moving! He realized he was in his stroller and they were at the fair! He started to yell, but realized his pacifier was firmly in his mouth. Shortly after that, they stopped on the open field, and his sister and her friend began to spread out a blanket. When that was finished, all attention was turned to him. "Oh baby, you're awake! Are you wet?" Brandon sullenly sat in silence "Well, I guess baby doesn't know when he's wet, so let's check!" Brandon was pulled out of his stroller and put onto the blanket. On his back, his onesie was undone and a finger inserted into his crotch. "Yup, the baby's wet. Think we should change him now or after lunch?" "Let's change him after lunch, I'm hungry!" Brandon was taken into his sister's lap, and fed bite- sized pieces while the two girls laughed and talked. He grew more and more embarrassed at the situation, especially because his diapers stuck out from under the onesie. Finally the meal was finished, and he was again placed on his back. His onesie was undone and his diaper fully exposed. Quickly the tapes were undone, and he was naked for the whole world to see. He had his eyes closed as he was wiped, but heard the one thing he REALLY didn't want to hear: "Hey guys! It's Brandon!" All of a sudden 5 of his former classmates were around the blanket, and Brandon could do nothing but lie there, his wet diaper still under his butt and his crotch being wiped. They all surrounded him, laughing and pointing at the baby that was once their classmate! He flushed with embarrassment and started to cry. As he began to cry, pee shot up into his sister's face, who quickly pulled the diaper front over his crotch to protect herself. With all of his ex-friends watching, she finished changing his diaper and removed the sopping diaper from the blanket. It didn't take long for Brandon to attract a crowd, he just shut his eyes and whimpered. A gaggle of girls asked his sister if they could check his diapers, and suddenly there were fingers in every area of his diaper. Luckily he wasn't wet or who knows what would happen? Finally his sister declared it was time for his nap, and that everyone had to go away. She had already inflated the portable crib and Brandon was put into it. Bug netting was stretched across the top, and the poor boy sobbed himself to sleep. LEAP YEAR BRANDON: Chapter 2, part 1 Brandon was a baby for almost a year, and by the time he'd turned 7, he'd earned back some big boy privileges. He was allowed to eat at the table, and sleep in a bed again, though it had to have rails on it. The crib remained in his room however, and he was still never allowed out of his diapers because he was only a year old and needed them 24/7. The family has moved to a new town where no one has ever seen him without them, and hardly anyone has noticed his diapers. His sister is being nicer to him as well, and the whole family just treats his condition as a fact of life. Brandon slammed the door on his way into the house. His friend James followed him in, and they both threw their books on the couch. Jamie never noticed Brandon's diapers because they hadn't done anything outside of school before. He was going to sleep over tonight, and they immediately started playing video games. Brandon's sister came home from school, and yelled hello, and the boys responded. She put her books down, got a drink and began to watch the boys play. Brandon was doing really well, but he didn't see a curve ball coming his way.... "Brandon, how's your diaper?" Jamie didn't quite register what was said, and only saw his friend turn beat red and mutter something like "fine" "Brandon, I don't think you're telling me the truth, you usually need a change after school!" Now Jamie was truly bewildered, but Brandon's sister picked up his friend, who began to fight wildly and carried him out of the room. James finished the round, and went to go see what happened to his friend. He soon found out, Brandon was strapped to a changing table, and his pants and shoes were on the floor, all he could see was his friend's gleaming white pamper. Brandon yelled and tried to cover himself, but to no avail. His sister batted his hands out of the way, and undid his diapers. James watched in stunned fascination as his friend was wiped clean, and a new diaper was put onto him. Brandon was tearing by this point, but finally he was unstrapped and his pants were pulled back up. He sniffed, and walked over to Jamie. "Do you still want to be my friend?" Jamie thought about it, and decided that diapers weren't such a bad thing, and told Brandon that of course he would be. They both went back to playing video games until Brandon's mom came home with a pizza for dinner. They all sat around the table eating until... "Mom, Brandon gave me trouble when I was changing him this afternoon!" "Mom, she tried to." "I don't want to hear it! Brandon, you know you're not supposed to give her trouble! If you didn't have a friend over you know what you'd get!" Brandon looked sheepish, but luckily the subject was dropped because the phone rang. Brandon's mom talked a long time, and when she finally got off the phone, she told Jamie that his parents had to go on an emergency business trip and that he would be there the entire weekend. Later that evening, while they were watching a movie, the phone rang again. Again his mom was gone for a long time, but when she hung up, she yelled "BRANDON!!!!" and he was so scared he wet his diaper! His mom came in and turned off the TV. "Young man, your math teacher just called me and told me you haven't been turning in your homework! I let you go earlier, but I'm not going to go easy on this one! You know what happens when you act like a baby!" Brandon's eyes widened as his Mom grabbed him and quickly stripped him to only his diapers! She then put him onto the changing table, and pulled off his damp diaper and began washing him! She rubbed on creme and powder, and then inserted 2 suppositories up his rear end, then taped a pamper with a diaper doubler over his butt. Over he knee Brandon went, and he was spanked 10 times, and then plastic pants were pulled over his diaper, and he was stuffed into his punishment sleeper that has mittens on the hands. Jamie of course, watched all of this in wide-eyed amazement as his friend was stuffed into a playpen that his sister had erected. A bottle was stuck in his mouth and he immediately began to suck "I'm sorry you had to see this Jamie, but Brandon needs to learn his lessons. I'm afraid in his current situation he won't be able to play with you, but you're welcome to watch TV and play games as much as you want" "Well.....why can't I play with him?" "Because Brandon's a baby right now, he can't play with big boys" "But, what if...I were a baby, too?" Brandon's mother thought about this, and then agreed to the idea. Jamie was nervous and he was placed on the changing table, and had his clothes removed. He had never been naked in front of anyone since he was a baby, and he didn't know how to feel. Brandon's mother tenderly powdered him up, and taped a pamper into place. Jamie felt nervous as the plastic pants were pulled over his diaper, and a onesie was put onto him. Brandon's mom opened the playpen, where Brandon was lying, full after drinking 4 bottles of Pedialyte and had a pacifier strapped in his mouth. Brandon's mom put a pacifier into Jamie's mouth, and then latched the top, leaving the 2 babies alone. Jamie pulled out the pacifier and....... TO BE CONTINUED.....................