Name: Steve

Ages: 5, 6, 7, 8

	After about an hour and a half drive, me (12), my two brothers, 
Michael (9) and John (3), arrived at my Grandma's house. We were going 
to meet my aunt and two cousins, Joshua (11) and Kevin (13). The only 
problem was that I had fallen asleep on the way there, and I had wet my 
pants. I decided to try to hide it, but just as we were walking in the 
door, she noticed the wet spot on the front of my pants. "Steve, did 
you wet you pants on the way here?" She said it in front of everyone, 
and I was so embarrassed. I tried to tell her that I had just spilled 
Coke on it. She told me to come over to her where she lifted my shirt 
up, revealing that it could not have been my drink. Michael started 
laughing hysterically which made my cousins go ahead and let it out. 
"How many times are you going to do this before you grow up and are 
able to control your bladder like any other boy your age?" I was 
humiliated, but then it only got worse. She had not brought any clothes 
for me because we were only supposed to stay for a couple of hours. She 
couldn't let me stay in the wet clothes, so she started to take out one 
of John's diapers. "No mom, please don't make me wear one of his 
diapers," I pleaded. But it was no use. There in middle of everyone, 
she took off my pants and made me lie down to put the diaper on. She 
went and put my clothes in the washer and sent me on to play with the 
others. Of course, the teasing was relentless, but eventually they 
stopped and we just continued to watch TV. After another hour or so I 
needed to pee again, so I went to my mom and asked her to take the 
diaper off so I could use the bathroom. She was in middle of a 
conversation and told me that I seemed to like being wet, so I might as 
well just use the diaper. I knew better than to argue with her, so I 
decided to hold it. After the video that we watched we went in to get 
something to eat in the kitchen. While we were sitting there, I 
couldn't hold it any longer and I just had to let go into the diaper. 
When we got up, Kevin noticed that the diaper was wet. He started to 
laugh again, and asked my mom if he could change it. After I argued for 
a while she thought that that would be good to add to the punishment. 
So he took my little brother's diaper bag and made me go to the back 
room where he would change my diaper. I laid down on the bed and he 
untaped the diaper while everyone else just stood there watching. By 
now I was starting to cry as my cousin pulled the diaper down. "Oh my 
Gosh, his dick is smaller than yours, Josh, and he doesn't have a 
single hair," he said to his little brother. It was only getting worse. 
He put some powder on and pulled another diaper on me about the time 
mom came in and said that we needed to go home. I was so glad to hear 
those words.