For past few weeks I was starting to bed wet again. For like 3 weeks my 
mom put up with it. One day my mom said if I didn’t stop wetting the 
bed every night I would back in diapers and treated like a baby. The 
next day I woke up and I wet my bed really good and my underwear. So I 
tried to hide my underwear under my bed. Then she said, “Sean, did you 
wet your bed again?” She looked me and I said yes. She left and came 
back with a disposable diaper, powder, wipes and then she said, “lay on 
the bed.”

She pulled my pants off and I struggled to stop her but could not stop 
her. She powdered and wiped my butt and put the diaper on. Then she 
left and brought from the playroom a playpen and a crib and put it in 
the baby room where my sister is. There were two cribs and a changing 
table. She put the playpen in the living room. Then she put a T-shirt 
on me and said, “this is all you wear.” She led me to the playpen and 
put me in it. I was 10 at the time. She said, “Ah, look at the baby.” 
As I lay there I started to cry. Then she brought me a bottle of 
formula and said, “Drink it.” I said no, but she said, “You will drink 
it sooner or later,” so I drank it. I fell asleep. I woke up later and 
she picked me up and said it was lunchtime. She put me in a high chair 
and gave me my food to eat and milk. After that she put me back in the 
crib for a nap. I cried and said, “I don’t take naps; I’m too big.” So 
she got me warm formula and said, “Drink it.” I fell asleep and woke up 
with a wet diaper and messed one. She came in and took me out and put 
me on the changing table, then she changed me. It felt weird. Then I 
had dinner in a high chair and was put in bed.

The next morning I woke up with a wet diaper then she changed me. I 
asked how long will I be in a diaper and how long will I be treated 
like a baby. She said, “until you stop wetting.”