Jory's Story
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This is based on a TRUE STORY. I'm not just saying that, It 
happened. All character's names have been changed. ENJOY!

---PART 1: Beginning---

	Jory was a 9-year-old boy with an older sister, Jen, who was 
17. He was small for his age, only had about a 24" waist and just 
under 5' tall. Jory had problems with toilet training, as he wore 
diapers off and on until he was 5. His mom was a single parent, as 
his father had left when he was not even 2.
	Jory yawned as he sat up.
	"WHAT?!" he exclaimed as he saw the wet spot on his bed. His 
mother came in to see what the matter was.
	"What happened?" she said.
	"One of my stuffed animals wet the bed I think!"
	"Oh really? Well get down and we will get you cleaned up." 
his mom said.
	That day, after Jory returned from school, he went into his 
room to play Playstation and noticed that all his bears were 
sitting nicely on his bed, wearing diapers! Jory laughed and went 
to ask his to his mom. "What is with the diapers?"
	"Well, if they wet the bed they must not be potty trained!" 
Jory gave his mother a funny 'whatever' look and just went to 
play.
	The next morning he woke up wet again. His mom entered and 
saw what happened so cleaned him up. She pulled off his wet PJ's 
and told him to go have a bath. When he was done, he entered his 
room with only a towel around his waist to find his mother 
standing beside his bed, holding a Pull-Up.
	"SEE! One came off one of the animals and IT wet!" Jory said.
	"No, this is a Pull-Up. And all the animals are all still 
wearing their diapers. This one is for you," his mother replied.
	"Yeah right! Which one did it?" Jory said, not taking his 
mother seriously.
	"Do you really think a bear full of cotton could actually wet 
the bed? I put those diapers on them to make a point," his mother 
told him with an amazed look.
	"I guess not, but I know I don't remember doing it. What? You 
think it is me?!" Jory said, raising his voice with the 
realization of what was going on.
	"This is just in case you have another accident," his mother 
quickly stated as her son started to cry.
	"Give me another chance! PLEASE! I'm not a baby!" He muttered 
around his sniffling.
	"Oh alright," she said, trying not to upset her son any more.
	The rest of the Saturday morning went as usual, Jory watching 
his favorite cartoons and his mother sitting on the couch 
crocheting a doily. It wasn't until shortly after 1:00 when his 
sister got up. She went into the kitchen to pour a bowl of cereal 
and came out to sit at to watch TV.
	"Did the wil' baby wet his pjs last night?" Jen said with a 
baby voice.
	"Shut up!" her brother yelled.
	"JENNIFER THAT IS ENOUGH! And you too, Jory. Yes he did have 
an accident last night. Now don't be so mean to your brother," 
their mother said, quickly breaking up the fight.
	"Mom, I'm going to go to the mall with Kevin and then go over 
to his house today, alright?" Jen asked her mother.
	"Of course, dear. Do you have plans today, Jory?"
	"Well I was going to spend the night at Kenny's house," he 
replied.
	"Absolutely not! I don't think his mother would appreciate a 
wet bed," responded his mother.
	"Well can he at least spend the night here?" he asked.
	"I guess so. But are you sure you want to risk him finding 
out?"
	"I'm not going to have an accident! So how could he find 
out?" Jory snapped.
	"Ok! Ok.."

---PART 2: Oops!---

	Jen left to go with her boyfriend to the mall and Jory was 
still watching TV when his mother told him she was going to have a 
shower and then get some housework done. a few minutes after his 
mother went in the shower, Jory went to the kitchen to get a glass 
of water. The running water made him have to go pee. He headed for 
the bathroom after taking a drink (which only made it worse) to 
find the door was locked! He knocked...no answer. Just the running 
of the shower and the radio his mother was listening to.
	"MOM!" Jory exclaimed. Now it was getting critical. All of a 
sudden he turned white as he looked down at his jeans as a wet 
spot began to grow, and grow. Just as he was about half way 
thorough, his mother opened the door.
	"Oh no! You didn't make it! Lets go get you changed." She led 
him to his room and began to strip off his soaked pants and shirt.
	"Mom! I can undress myself!" he exclaimed.
	"I'm just helping," responded his mother.
	She finished taking off his underwear and dried him off with 
a towel. She walked over to his closed and pulled out the package 
of Pull-Ups.
	"NO! MOM!" Jory said, already crying.
	"It's a lot easier this way, honey. And a lot less laundry. 
You can still use the toilet, they pull down like underwear," his 
mother said as she pulled out one of the white and blue garments.
	"Now lay on the bed." She fed his feet through the holes and 
told him to stand up. He did and she slid the Pull-Up firmly 
between his legs.
	"That's better. It's a perfect fit, too! It may even be a 
little too big! Now go play while I go start supper," his mother 
said.
	"No mom! I'm not wearing it!" Jory said as he began to take 
it off.
	"Oh yes you are!" His mother pulled it back up and sat down 
on the bed. She pulled him over her knee and spanked him about 10 
times.
	"Now, aren't you glad you were wearing it? You are staying in 
your room until I say you can come out," his mother said as she 
left the room, closing the door on the way out.

---PART 3: Discovery---

	Jory just lay on his bed and cried. All of a sudden he felt 
he needed to pee. He squirmed, but before he could even get off 
the bed, it was too late. His Pull-Up began to fill. He felt the 
warm liquid fill the diaper and soak the whole front and between 
his legs. It was not much, since he had wet his pants not long 
ago.
	"What is going on with me?!" He got up and looked down at his 
Pull-Up and saw that the stars were gone.
	"Wow, they really work! COOL!" He thought to himself. He just 
sat on his bed and turned on his TV.
	Shortly after, his mother opened the door.
	"I called Kenny's mom and he is on his way over."
	"Yeah!" Jory exclaimed knowing his punishment was over, but 
then he realized he was wearing a Pull-Up.
	"I can take this off, right?"
	"Did you have an accident?" his mother said.
	"Uh.. No. I'm fine," Jory said, obviously lying. His mother 
pulled at the front of his Pull-Up to see if he was wet.
	"You had an accident already? Honey, it is important to tell 
me these things. Now change out of that and you better another one 
on in case you have another accident," his mother said in a pity-
showing voice.
	"Awe.. Mom, I don't know what's going on; I just start peeing 
for no reason!"
	"Maybe I will make you a doctor's appointment," his mother 
said with concern. "Now get dressed."
	Jory took the fresh Pull-Up from his mother's hand and 
changed into it. Then he opened his dresser and got out some cargo 
pants and a T-shirt. When he pulled up his pants, he had to pull 
them over his Pull-Up a little harder than usual. He went to go 
investigate in the mirror. A quarter of an inch of diaper-looking 
material showed above the crease of his pants. His front looked 
fine, and there was only a slight rectangular bulge up his rear 
end. He called his mother, but she reassured him that it was hard 
to see. He put on his T-shirt, which sufficiently covered the 
diaper line, and most of the rear-end bulge.
	His friend came over and they went into Jory's room and 
played Playstation. About 15 minutes after they went into his 
room, Jory's mother came in and asked if he needed to go pee. Jory 
was very embarrassed and said no. Kenny didn't seem to see 
anything wrong with it. Jory was just about to beat the last boss 
and all of a sudden he stopped attacking. Kenny looked over to 
Jory, and Jory was pale and looked to be paralyzed.
	"Wow, are you ok?" his friend asked.
	"Uh, yeah. Sorry I just drifted off.. I guess."
	"Whatever. My turn," Kenny said as he reached for the 
controller. "What is that?! Did you wet your pants or something?"
	Jory quickly looked down to see a line of pee on each side of 
his crotch!

---PART 4:---

	Jory quickly jumped up and turned his back to Kenny.
	"You are wearing a diaper!" Kenny exclaimed, noticing the 
bulge of his behind. Jory began to cry.
	"Are you not potty trained or something?" Kenny said, 
laughing.
	"SHUT UP!" Jory screamed in defense. Jory's mother came 
running in trying to find out what was wrong.
	"Honey, what's going on?"
	"I had an accident and I leaked. AND KENNY SAW!"
	"It's ok honey. I'm sure he understands. He just has to use 
them until he stops having accidents."
	"Mommy WOW! I'm a big kid now! HAHAHA" Kenny sang the Pull-
ups theme over a roaring of laughter.
	Jory's mother took Kenny out into the living room.
	"Kenny, if anyone is being like a baby, it is you. Jory has 
been having some problems, and he he is even going to the doctor. 
He has been having troubles...holding it."
	"Well I guess he has to be pretty brave to wear a diaper. I 
won't make fun any more, ma'am," Kenny said, feeling guilty.
	"Ok. I am glad. Now stay here and watch TV or something while 
I go talk to Jory." Jory's mother said as she walked down the hall 
towards Jory's room. Jory was on his bed, crying. "Honey, are you 
ok?"
	"Of course not. Why did it leak, mom? I was playing and it 
just started to come out!" Jory said with anger.
	"Pull-Ups are not very absorbent. They are meant for toddlers 
who are learning to be potty trained, so I guess they can't hold 
all the pee-pee you make."
	"So what do I do?" Jory said as his tears were starting to 
fade with his mother's consoling voice.
	"Let's get you cleaned up first. Now lay down on the bed."
	Jory did as his mother told. She undid the fly of his cargo 
pants and pulled them off, exposing the flooded Pull-Up. "Uh oh! 
Did someone have an accident? Where are the magic stars?" his 
mother said, trying to be funny.
	"IT'S NOT FUNNY!" Jory said, starting to cry again. His 
mother tore the sides apart and pulled back the front like a 
diaper.
	"Now lift up, hon," his mother said as she pulled the rest of 
the pull-up from under him and put it in the wastebasket.

---PART 5: Getting Worse---

	His mother then walked over to his closet and pulled out a 
container of baby wipes and a red and white package that was 
already opened.
	"I had you wearing the Pull-Ups so you would be able to go if 
you had to, but since you aren't making it, and they are leaking, 
These will be better for you. They are the ones I put on your 
stuffed animals."
	She quickly wiped his front with a baby wipe, and pulled a 
Huggies Ultratrim diaper from the bag and put it under his bottom, 
and tightly pulled it up through his crotch and smoothed it along 
his stomach and expertly fastened the tapes. The diaper fit 
perfectly, it may have even been a bit big. The tapes were just 
above his hips, and the front crease was almost up to his belly 
button, and was a little lower in the back.
	"Mom! I am not wearing a diaper!" Jory said as he looked down 
and saw the babyish designs on the front of the diaper and the 
thickness between his legs that was a lot more than the pull-up.
	"Yes you are! I am tired of all this laundry!" His mother 
said. She stood him up and gave him a good swat on his padded 
butt.
	"I'm sorry mommy! But I don't like wearing them!"
	"Well you better get used to it. If you have to go poo-poo 
just tell me and I will take it off so you can go," his mother 
said.
	"Where are my pants?" Jory said with panic as he saw his 
empty drawer.
	"They are all in the laundry. You are going to have to walk 
around like this until bed time I guess. And besides, I need to be 
able to check you easily," his mother said.
	"No way! I can tell you when I am wet!"
	"Baby diapers pull the moisture away so you many not feel 
wet. Just don't let it bug you. I'll send Kenny in with some pop 
for you guys," his mother said as she left the room. Jory just sat 
down on the floor to play Playstation, feeling the extra padding 
on his butt, between his legs, and on his front. Shortly after 
Kenny came back in to see Jory sitting down playing Playstation, 
wearing nothing but a diaper and a T-shirt.
	"I thought you wore Pull-ups?" Kenny said, trying to hold in 
his laugh. "And where are your pants?"
	"My mom is making me wear these. All my pants are in the 
laundry."
	"Aww, that sucks. I thought it was funny at first but now I 
feel sorry for you. Sometimes I feel like I want to wear diapers," 
Kenny said, with hesitation.
	"Really? I never thought of it like that. I guess it is not 
so bad. It is just embarrassing."
	"Well, now I know. So there is nothing to be embarrassed 
about cause I don't really care. I think it is cool. You think 
your mom could diaper me?" Kenny said.
	"I don't know. She would probably think it was weird. Unless 
you were a bedwetter or something."
	"THAT'S IT!" Kenny said with excitement. "I'll wet the bed on 
purpose tonight and see if she will!"
	"That would be cool! Then we could both wear diapers! But I 
need to go poo so I will be back in a sec.," Jory said.
	"You are wearing a diaper, isn't that what it is for?" Kenny 
questioned.
	"My mom told me to get her if I had to go, so I better. And 
besides, that's gross," Jory said with a funny face as he left his 
room. "Mom, I need to go to the bathroom."
	"Why are you telling her that? Does the toilet SCARE you or 
something?" His sister said, as she had just come home.
	"Jen that is enough, Your brother started having daytime 
accidents and is wearing Huggies. I told him to come get me if he 
needed to use the toilet." their mother said. His sister laughed 
hysterically which was broken by, "Mom I really have to go!" Jory 
said, squirming.
	"Hang on a sec hon. Go wait in the bathroom for me and I'll 
be there in a sec." His mother said as she finished drying the 
dishes.
	Jory ran to the bathroom, noticing the feeling of the thick, 
wet diaper between his legs as he ran. He sad down on the toilet, 
waiting for his mother. By this time he really really had to poo. 
Just as he thought he was going to explode, his mother came in. 
she untaped the diaper while he was still standing up and told him 
to sit on the toilet. While he was relieving himself his mother 
retreated to his room.
	"Hi! Did Jory make it?" Kenny said with subtle anticipation.
	"Uh, well he was wet, but he made it to the bathroom for #2." 
Jory's mother said as she took a diaper out of the bag in the 
closet and returned to the bathroom where Jory was standing 
wearing nothing but a t-shirt. "You ready, bud?"
	"Yup."
	"Ok well then come on!" His mother said as she was heading 
towards the living room.
	"I'm naked! Why can't you put it on me here!?" Jory screamed.
	"The bathroom is too small. And besides, baby's are naked 
when they are changed, and I always changed you in the living room 
when you were not in your room. Unless you want to be changed in 
there with Kenny watching?"
	"NO! I'm coming," Jory said as he headed for the living room, 
practically naked.
	"Hey baby," Jen said as he walked in.
	"Yeah.. hey," Jory said, ignoring what she said.
	"Lay down here and lift up." Jory lay on the floor in the 
middle of the living room and lifted his bottom as his mother 
slipped the Huggies under him. She reached for a bottle of baby 
powder and started to sprinkle it on him and then rub it in."
	"MOM! What is this? that is gross! I'm not a baby!"
	"Well you are pretty close!" His sister sneaked in.
	"Relax, it will help keep your skin healthy." His mother 
said. She pulled the diaper up tightly between his legs and 
fastened the tapes. "Now go get some more pop for you guys. 
Bedtime at 10:00." his mother said as she tapped his butt.
	"Hey, thanks I'm thirsty." Kenny said as Jory walked in with 
two large glasses of Coke.

---PART 6---

	"Hey Jory. I tried to get a diaper on when you were getting 
changed. I just didn't have the coordination," Kenny said.
	"I don't know why you would want to wear one. It makes me 
feel like a little toddler. I barely remember wearing diapers 
before now but I don't like it. Your pee-pee is pressed up against 
you and you just feel so... helpless," Jory said. Kenny had a 
pleasant look on his face. Jory looked down to see Kenny had a 
large erection.
	"AH! what is wrong with you? Why is it sticking out?"
	"I don't know, it just gets like that when I think about 
diapers," Kenny replied. "I wore diapers up until 3 years ago. 
Whenever I cried or made a scene my mother put one on me saying if 
I was going to act like a baby she would treat me like one. I 
would have to wear it for the whole day and only take it off when 
I was wet or had messed it."
	"GROSS! That sucks man," Jory said, feeling sorry for his 
friend.
	"I thought it was bad then but now I just want it again. I've 
tried being whiney and cry a lot since then but she only 
threatens, but nothing ever happens. Maybe if I start to wet the 
bed she will make me wear them again," Kenny said.
	"Maybe, but I still think it is..."
	"What? it is what?" Kenny said with concern.
	"I just wet myself again. Damn," Jory said. The boys 
continued to play there game and at 9:50 Jory's mom walked in and 
said, "Time for bed." Jory stood up and his mother reached down, 
pulled at the front of his diaper and looked down into it.
	"You are wet again! Why are you doing this, Jory? I think I'm 
just going to keep you in diapers until the end of the summer and 
then try to re-potty train you."
	"NO! Mom please no! I try, it just happens!" Jory said with 
tears in his eyes.
	"I'm sorry, but if you are going to be a baby you have to 
wear diapers," Jory's mother said firmly. "Now lets get you 
changed." She went back into the closet and pulled out another 
diaper. She changed his wet one and put a fresh one on him. "The 
only PJ's I found were these old ones of yours. I hope they still 
fit. They were from when you wore diapers before but they were way 
too big for you." With that his mother displayed a red blanket 
sleeper with feet and snaps up the legs and on the crotch.
	"Mom! That is for babies!" Jory said, crying more than 
before.
	"Well so are diapers and look at you. This will make changing 
easier, too." His mother said as she dressed him. "You look just 
like you did when you were 5, diapers and all." She put Jory to 
bed on the bottom bunk and Kenny got onto the top. After Jory's 
mother was gone, Kenny whispered, "Lucky."
	"Yeah right! I feel like such a baby," Jory responded over 
tears.
	"Like I said..."

---PART 7: Operation: Diaper Storm---

	Kenny stayed up until about an hour after Jory's mother and 
sister went to bed. He really had to go to the washroom by now. He 
lay on his back and let out a stream. He felt the warm liquid soak 
over his front and down between his legs. His butt was totally 
soaked by the time he was finished. He got down off the bed and 
went down the hall to Jory's Mother's room. He knocked on the door 
and a voice from inside groggily said, "What is it?"
	"Umm... Ma'am.. I.. Um... (faking a cry by now) wet the bed," 
Kenny said with his best quivering voice.
	"WHAT? Kenny?" His mother said, sounding more awake.
	"Ummm... yeah... I'm sorry. I just woke up and.. and..."
	"Yeah, go to the washroom and get cleaned up. I'll be there 
in a sec," Jory's mother said. With that Kenny skipped his way to 
the bathroom, enjoying every moment of his wet PJ's. Jory's mother 
went to the phone and called Kenny's mother.
	"Hi... Mrs. Smith? Yes, sorry to wake you up so late but..."
	Kenny was in the bathroom sitting on the toilet when Jory's 
mother got there.
	"I told your mother about what happened. She told me to put 
you in a diaper. Now I know that you don't want to but don't be 
mad at me. She was very direct."
	"Please! Please! I don't want to! Please don't make me wear 
one!" Kenny said with his best pleading voice, already knowing he 
was getting a diaper anyway.
	"I'm sorry. You didn't happen to pack any extra PJ's, did 
you?"
	"No! I'm not wearing those baby clothes!" Kenny demanded.
	"Well I'm not going to let you sleep in nothing but a diaper. 
It gets cold at night," Jory's mother said with a sympathetic 
voice. She guided Kenny (now naked and "crying") by the hand to 
Jory's room where she pulled out a diaper and a sleeper and put 
them on Kenny.
	"You are going to have to share a bed with Jory for the 
night. You soaked the top one." She picked him up and lay him on 
the bed. She then moved over to Jory. She put her hand on his 
crotch and squeezed his diaper and felt that it was very wet. She 
unsnapped his snaps and untaped the diaper. She removed it without 
waking him up, replaced it and redid the snaps. She stood back and 
stared at the two toddlers and shortly returned to her bed.

TO BE CONTINUED...