LEAP YEAR BRANDON
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	"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.....................