Name: Jim
Ages: 9, 10
Current Age: 11

My cousins and my brother went on a trip to a fancy hotel in Las Vegas. 
It was only a six hour drive from the airport. I was crunched up 
between one of my cousin’s booster seats and my brother. We just left a 
gas station, to gas up and pee. My brother Alex he is 9 and a half 
(almost my age), he fell a sleep on my legs. My cousins Jake 8 years 
old and brad 10 years old played with each other. And the parents 
giggled in the front. It was basically a minivan filled with little 
kids. Every one is also potty trained. An hour later my brother wakes 
up, and asks how much time is left. Just then I noticed all this drool 
on my pants, and I yell out, "eww, Alex drooled all over my pants!". 
"We will have a pit stop in another hour", my mom said. I start to show 
off my Gameboy to my cousins. They look at it in amazement. All of a 
sudden my brother starts to cry.

"What’s wrong?" I ask.

"I don’t think I can hold it!" he screamed.

My mom stopped the car and pulled Alex out. Alex pulled his pants down. 
But it was too late I saw his briefs get soggy and pee run down his 
leg.

"Shoot!" my mom yells. Alex is crying. My mom takes out a plastic bag 
and makes me put all his soiled clothes in the bag. Alex gets dressed 
back in new clothes.

"Why didn’t you tell me that you needed to go, honey?" my mom asks.

Alex slowly stops crying, "I don’t know, it just randomly came!"

My brother starts to cry. My cousins try to relax him.

"Just watch out," she advised.

We were now on the way and my brother stinks up the car with his pee on 
his body. This happens on every trip somebody in the car goes pee. Two 
and a half hour in the drive, we decide to skip the "pit stop" because 
no one had to go. Jake talked about what he wants to be in the future. 
"I wanna be a millionaire," he expressed.

We now went on the interstate, a 45-minute drive with no stops. I start 
to feel weary. Brad tell stories of what he did in the summer. His 
stories quickly take away 15 minutes on the interstate.

"Mom, I can hold it for and hour, but can you make it quick?" I 
procrastinated. Jake got uncomfy in his booster seat and wanted to make 
a deal with me.

"If we trade seats for and hour then I’ll give you a dollar," he said. 
At that age I thought it was a good deal and so I sat in a high seat. 
My brother started calling me a baby. That made me miserable, but a 
deal was a deal, I could not switch seats. I reached over and hit my 
brother on his arm. He stops making fun of me. I start to shake from 
the urge to pee. Only 10 minutes left. Brad started tickling Jake and 
so my brother got the idea to tickle me. Guess what, I wet Jake seat 
and all my clothes! I try not to let my mom notice but my brother yells 
out. I took of all my clothes and sat naked for 10 more minutes until 
we got to the gas station.

"What is it with you kids!" she says jokingly. My aunt whispers to my 
mom.

"Great idea," my mom says. I have no clue what she’s talking about. We 
stop at CVS to get Coke. My mom goes out to buy the stuff. She comes 
back with 2 bags.

"Wow, that’s a lot of Coke," I said. But when she got closer there was 
this big package of underwear that was written over with pull-ups.

"Mom, we packed tons of underwear!" I still don’t know what these were 
until my cousin Jake explained.

"It’s a type of diaper that it made to look like underwear, my friends 
wear one.”

“Who’s it for?” I ask.

“It’s for you kids,” she says.

“Mom, I’m not a baby anymore!” me and my brother cried out.

“I’m not forcing you to wear them, but you at least try them, anyway 
they are not for babies, they are for big kids!” she expresses.

“Oh...” I say. I open the package with curiosity. I see thick rows of 
diapers/underwear in the package. I take one out and at first I thought 
it was really a diaper, but then there were no tapes on the side, and 
you can pull it up just like underwear.

“Wow, these are for big boys!” I say. Since I was already naked I pull 
it up and it fit snuggly. My brother got jealous and quickly grabbed 
one and put it on himself. My cousins, my mom and aunt awed together.

“Hey I thought these were for big kids!” I shout.

“Honey, calm down, we are awing because those pull-ups make you look so 
cute that, if I could I would want to date you!” mom says.

“Okay then...” I say. I soon fall asleep with the pull-up on. I wake up 
and we are pulling in to this fancy hotel.

“Oh shoot, I need some clothes!” While I stayed in the car my mom got 
me and my brother some new clothes. We enter the hotel, after we check 
in I race to our room. I open the door and everything looked as if it 
were fit for a king. We also were just in time for dinner. While this 
all happened I forgot that I was wearing a pull-up until I went to the 
bathroom. Me my brother and my cousins undressed and we all went in to 
the bathroom. We were all in charge of checking how good we clean 
ourselves and each other.  And if we did clean ourselves well then the 
person who checked you would clean you up. It’s sort of like an 
embarrassing punishment. But no one was dirty after the shower. When I 
laid on the bed I got an argue to pee.

“Jake, this pull-up is made to hold pee?”

“Yea, why do you ask?”

“Well, who needs to go to the bathroom if you have a pull-up?” I say.

“Oh, nice idea.”

I let all my pee out. After that the diaper felt warm and wet, it also 
stunk up the whole room.

“Did you have another accident?” my mom asked.

“No, I just felt like using the diaper instead of the bathroom.” I say.

“No, these pull-up were made for accidents, not for being lazy and not 
going to the bathroom!” she yelled in a serious manner. I started to 
cry.

“It’s okay, you didn’t know that yet, but one more time and I’ll have 
to do something about it. “But isn’t these pull-ups made for pee, they 
are likes diapers?”

“No, I told you that they were made for accidents!” she yells.

That night I had no pull-up on, although I felt somewhat attracted to 
it. I get up and put one on, and go back into bed.

“What happened?” my brother said in his sleep.

“Nothing, now go to bed,” I say. I soon get too tired to take the pull-
up of. I wake up to my mom shouting.

“Now what, you want to become a baby again, these pull-ups were made 
for accidents, I don’t want to potty train you again!” there was a 
short pause.

“If you really want to be a baby again fine, Jake, Brad, and Alex you 
are now in full charge of your brother, if he loses his bladder 
control, deal with it, you can blame him. Jim (my name) I am going to 
give a week and a half of being a baby. That means no privileges, you 
can pee and poop in you diaper, I’ m going to get it now, but you can’t 
go to the bathroom. Your brothers will now change you, pamper you and 
clean you. And it’s only going to be a week and a half, so lessons can 
help you in life. I am going to get the supplies now, (she points at my 
brother and cousins) you guys can take care of Jim while I’m out with 
Jane (my aunt).”

She closes the door behind her. I start to sob and cry. My brothers and 
cousins start to feel sorry. After I talk with my brothers for half and 
hour, my mom comes in with pampers diapers, a diaper mat, wipes, and a 
car seat.

“What!” I yell.

“Babies can’t talk” she says. She gives a diaper out to my brother and 
she orders him to put it on me. I cry again. I watch TV with my 
brothers. I sat in brads lap while he tries his best to make me 
comfortable. “Lunch time!” my mom shouted. I expected the worst, but 
when I got to the table I didn’t sit in some high chair, or eat baby 
food. I could pick my food, but I had to be fed by Jake. After a full 
stomach we went to the car. I soon notice a huge car seat, in the van. 
I felt bad. I sat in it, it felt cozy and safe. Alex was ordered to 
buckle me in. I soon fell asleep. I woke up and since I had no other 
choice had let my poop and pee out. Just like that I got unbuckled and 
changed by Brad. I started to enjoy being pampered, I thought. So on 
the last day, I could finally do what I want.

My mom asked, “Did you learn anything?”

“Yes, it’s not to be lazy.”

“Okay, you’re free to do what you want.”

I missed being a baby, I also hoped that by to day id loose my bladder 
and still be a baby but I didn’t.  Today I still quietly keep a pack of 
pull-ups in my closet...

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