The Life of a Diaper Boy in Sunny Singapore Summary: this story is my first it is about what I want my life to be like. It was midday the sun just above the house and hot as hell. The grass was brown the trees were bare. The only thing left was in the big mango tree. My tree house was just sitting there with it's thick-roped ladder hanging down, swaying in what little was left of the wind it was calling for me to climb it. But the cast on my arm prevented me from it. So there I sat in the cool air-conditioned porch wishing I did not break my arm staring out the screen that separated me from the blazing heat of the midday sun. Soon I gave wish for the impossible. I got up on my good arm and proceeded to get a soda from the refrigerator with my loyal lab Rocky trailing behind. He never left my side, even when I broke my arm and got this cast. There he lay by my bike and be my bed in the ER. �JAMES!� my mom called �I am going to the mall to pick up some things. You mind watching your brother? He�s up in my room taking a nap. I�ll be back by 5PM, okay?� With that, she was out the door. With nothing else to do sat down on the couch and flicked on the TV Rugrats was on Kids Central so I leaned back and watched. Midway through the show I thought about how be like to wear a diaper again, and after all the stories I read off the net It sounded kind of fun. So I turned off the TV and crept slowly up the stairs walking past my parents� room. I looked in to see my brother asleep. I went into his room. Being only 3 years old and not yet toilet trained, he still wore Pampers, and with me being on the small side, they should still fit. I walked over to his changing table and pulled out one from the package and with it in hand, I went to my room and lay down on my bed with the Pamper now beside me. I took off my pants and underwear and put the Pamper under me and then I pulled up the front. I taped it tightly above my hips and then slipped my pants back on. I got off my bed and hide my underwear under the covers and proceeded back downstairs and lay back down on the couch, and with the Pamper now on me I fell asleep. When I woke up I was still on the couch, only now there was a blanket over me. �Welcome back to the land of the living, sleepyhead,� my mom said. �Oh, and would you like a change? You are a bit wet.� �Yeah, okay,� I said, still half asleep. �Okay then, up you come,� mom said as she scooped me up and cradled me. Only when she laid me on the changing table did I become fully awake and start to struggle. �Hey, relax,� mom said as she strapped me down. �But, but...� �No buts now, if you want to wear a diaper and wet it then it needs to be changed.� I just looked at her a bit shocked. �Hey, I don�t mind, but maybe next time you will tell me so I can pick up some diapers in your size so you don�t risk leaking.� �You mean you don�t mind?� �Nope, I always found it cute and the diaper just makes you look cuter!� (to be continued)