My Life Is Turned Upside Down Summary: Ken is a normal 12 year old kid who has a 13 month old brother named Tony. He goes to bed only waking up to the body of his 13 month old brother. "Good night, mom!" I yelled out it was 11 at night and Tony, my baby brother was crying. "Oh, did little Tony shit himself again?" I murmured to myself. I finally got to sleep. I dreamt I was a that guy off Resident Evil blowing the fucking guts out of those zombie dudes. The next day I woke up and my crotch was soaked "I must of had a wet dream or something" I tried to get out of bed and I whacked my head on something and I magically started crying and my mom ran in and said, "Is my baby got a boo-boo? Me kiss it better!" and kissed my head and patted me on the ass and picked me up and put me on a table beside my bed. "What the fuck is going on here?!" and looked down. I was wearing a diaper with Winnie the Pooh on the front of it! "Oh my god, I'm TONY!!!!" I screamed, but it came out like a stupid pre-toddler babble. My mom came in with a diaper and began changing me. "Man, my penis is so small and scrawny," I thought to myself. When my mom was finished changing me she carried me to the living room and put me down on the floor to waddle around, and then struck me, like getting hit by a train. It was the former me sitting on the couch watching TV and finishing a Slim Jim. "See ya, mom, I'll be at the skate park with Zac Fuller." "I'm so bored," I thought to myself, and then it happened. I started shitting my diaper. I tried to tighten my ass but it didn't work. After I was finished I started crying. It stunk like a fucking sewer, and than I saw my former self come in and say, "Thank god I'm not you." "Oh Ken, can you change Tony's diaper? I'm busy," my mom said. "Oh man," my former self said and picked me up and put me on the changing table and began changing me. "Tony, you fucking stink. Your ass is covered in shit." Then I started peeing all over myself and "Ken". I couldn't help it. Ken ran into the bathroom and I was left naked on the changing table, my ass was covered in shit and I'm soaked in piss. My life cant get any worse. Part 2 It's been 3 days since I became Tony, and I got used to the naps, shitty diapers and missing out on stuff I was used to doing as a twelve year old kid. Mom told me yesterday that tomorrow I'll be going to daycare because Ken had to go to camp for the next couple of weeks, so in about a couple minutes I'll be at day care. Mom picked me up and carried me to the our Honda accord we bought used about a month ago. Since my parents split up and my dad took the F150. Mom strapped me in the car seat and were off to the day care. Finally, we arrived to the daycare it stuck me that there were only toddlers and maybe a 3 year old in the in the whole daycare. Mom said, "be good for Brittany and I'll get you something yummy when we get home." "Sure, whatever," I thought to myself. Five minutes later I has really thirsty, so I tried to grab the bottle on top of the change table. I was so intent to get the bottle I wasn't aware that I pooped my diaper. Then Brittany came and saw that I was trying to grab the bottle and then she gave it to me and said, "here you go" and patted me on the butt. Then she realized that I pooed in my diaper "Think someone's got dirty pants!" she cooed. "Just let me feed Trevor Fuller and I'll change your stinky dydee!" "But Trevor Fuller is Zac Fuller's little brother!" This is awesome, finally, something good is going to happen to my life. Brittany came in with a smile and picked me up and laid me down on the changing table. She lifted up my legs and undid the Velcro straps on the diaper, took off my diaper and said, "oooh, you're one stinky boy, Tony!" She wiped my ass and put baby powder on the really tiny penis and my ass and put a new disposable diaper on me. She put my clothes on and put me in the play pen with Trevor Fuller, and what was cool is that I can understand what toddlers are saying. This is going to get better.