| Title:
| The Support I Give
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| Name:
| Brianna
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| Email:
| Not given
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| Gender:
| Female
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| Current Age:
| 16
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| Whom Story is About:
| My brother
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| Posting Date:
| 07/26/09
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| Life Periods in Story:
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| Post-toddler |
●
| | Preteen |
| | Teen |
| | Adult |
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| Ages in Story:
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| Story Contents:
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| A- Post-toddler (4-8)* | ● | R- Sisters, other girls* | ●
| | B- Pre-teen (9-12)* | | S- Babysitters | ●
| | C- Teen (13-17) | | T- Masturbation |
| | D- Adult (18+) | | U- Sexual situations |
| | E- Cloth diapers* | | V- Gay |
| | F- Disposable diapers | ● | W- Erections |
| | G- Pee | ● | X- Bedwetting | ●
| | H- Poop* | ● | Y- Accidents |
| | I- Exposed diapers/pantslessness* | ● | Z- Punishment/Diaper Discipline | ●
| | J- Multiple diapers* | | 1- Female Domination* | ●
| | K- Baby paraphernalia | | 2- Enemas |
| | L- Mother | ● | 3- Restraints | ●
| | M- Father | | 4- Crying | ●
| | N- Aunt | | 5- Spanking | ●
| | O- Uncle | | 6- Humiliation | ●
| | P- Brothers (diapered) | | 7- Babying | ●
| | Q- Brothers (not diapered) | | 8- Regression | ●
| | *Denotes Deekerian story elements
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| Summary:
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This is a story about all the support my mother used to give me for how I would treat my
baby brother little Tommy.
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| Deekerian Score (20 is max.)
[?]:
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14 (70%)
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My name is Brianna and when I was sixteen years old my mother used to
always ground me for not being supportive of my brother�s problems. My
brother Tommy constantly wet the bed at night when he was eight years
old. Each time he wet the bed, he was placed in just a t-shirt and a
diaper. If he was to wet the diaper my mother would tell him he would
wear those diapers for a month and he would get a spanking. He was
allowed to get changed out of his diaper if he had to go to the
bathroom. However, this never happened because Tommy used to just never
eat or drink anything because he didn�t want to take the chance he
would use his diaper. Each time he placed in diapers I would make fun
of him and get grounded. My mother told me I needed to encourage him to
use the bathroom but, making fun of him was too easy. My mother always
yelled at me for not supporting my brother. So after I became tired of
being grounded I hatched a plan. This story takes you through my plan.
The doctor checked Tommy each week and he told my mother this week that
he was finally maturing and if his diagnosis was correct this should be
the last week, Tommy ever wet the bed. First off I had to get him back
for always telling on me and whining that I made fun of him. So this is
how it happened. I knew I would get my chance so I went to the
neighborhood store and bought some laxatives. Towards the end of the
week it seemed that Tommy wasn�t going to wet the bed anymore. So that
night I cooked him all of his favorites. When my mother came home she
was so proud of me for being supportive of my brother. I kept telling
her how I wanted to celebrate that Tommy would no longer wet
consistently.
My mother had Tommy come down and she announced that a week ago from
yesterday was the last day Tommy could have wet the bed with the
problem he had. My brother looked shocked. He was babbling and he was
going on about how he thought the doctor said that yesterday was the
last day of his disease. My mother explained that she had the doctor
say that so just incase Tommy still wet the bed he didn�t lose his
confidence. My mother then also told my brother that this week we were
celebrating that he would no longer have a disease of low bladder
control. My mother went on to say that for now on starting today if
Tommy ever wet the bed or himself he would be severely punished.
Something told me that if I dropped laxatives in my brother�s food
tonight it just wouldn�t be the right thing to do because it would look
obvious. So I waited.
It was exactly one month since I last cooked and I knew today was the
day to act. I cooked dinner again and I got brownie points from my
mother as I knew she was proud of me. I said I wanted to celebrate my
brother and how it was clear to everyone that he would never wet again.
That night I dropped about 4 or 5 laxatives in his food knowing he
would need to go potty eventually plus 2 or 3 sleep pills my mother
used when she got headaches. I made sure that I finished early. I then
went to the bathroom. I peed and pooped in the toilet and then I didn�t
leave a toilet paper trail. My brother still didn�t use toilet paper a
lot and he never flushed. I then came downstairs and told my brother
that I was going on a power walk for a little while and if he wanted to
come I would buy him ice cream. He said yes but, he had to go to the
bathroom first. I told him to get the stroller first. My mother called
Tommy. So I went upstairs. My mom said that someone forgot to flush and
use toilet paper. I then told my mother that Tommy just went to the
bathroom. I told my mom that I told him to go because I was going on a
power walk. He said he wanted to come so I am taking the stroller. I
told my mother that if I am pushing weight I lose more weight. She said
alright. She then told me too be home in two hours so Tommy can use the
bathroom again. I told her that I would run for an hour and then buy
him ice cream. My mother said that was great. I then asked my mother
where my iPod was. She gave it to me and I asked her if she wanted any
ice cream. She said she was good.
As soon as I got outside I quickly grabbed my brother as he told me had
to go potty and then I strapped him in his stroller. My brother said he
had to go which I knew but, I strapped him in anyway. It worked out too
because my mother added a strap to the stroller Tommy couldn�t reach,
because Tommy when he was smaller used to always undo his straps and
get out. So my mother added that strap. So he was started whining that
he had to go but, I just ran to the park which was 10 blocks away. When
I entered the park I started to slow down. I found a nice park bench.
When I sat down, my brother was sleeping just as I planned. With the
sleep pills he was given and the soothing stroller ride I was right on
the money. So I started screaming to see if he in a dead sleep like he
should have been. I started screaming and as I thought he was going to
be asleep like to box said for another hour. Next I undid the stroller
straps and picked him up out of the stroller. I then put him on my lap
and I unbuttoned his shorts. I pulled his shorts down and his underwear
was brown in the back and yellow in the front. His shorts also had a
wet spot. I then put my brother back in the stroller, fixed his
clothes, and returned home.
When I reached my house I knew my brother wouldn�t be able to wake up
for another ten to fifteen minutes. So I waited 5 minutes and then went
inside leaving him in the stroller. I went inside and my mother came
back saying that I was home an hour earlier. She asked if I strained a
muscles and I told her I didn�t but I had a problem. She asked me what
my problem was so I told her that I ran for an hour and then I opened
the stroller to ask Tommy where he wanted his ice cream from and he was
asleep. Then I smelled something bad and there was a wet spot on his
shorts. I told my mother I wasn�t sure but, I thought Tommy went in his
pants. My mother said this was impossible. She asked where he was and I
said he was still sleeping outside in the stroller. She asked me what I
thought should be done. She said that she wanted to give him a break
but, then he might let this childish stage continue. I told my mother
she would have to carry through with her threats otherwise he would
never learn. Then my mother said fine and that I was right. Then I
thought she was going to nail me but she said she was going to run
outside and check if he really did go in his pants and if he did that I
was going to have to help her baby him.
She said, �Look Brianna, I really can�t believe he would continue these
childish stunts so this is what I am going to do. First I am first
going to check to see if we went in his pants and, also if he did I am
going to spank him and put him in diapers for a month. I want you
though to do what you usually do.� I said, �What would that be?� She
replied, �Look I want you to make fun of him a little because then
maybe he will learn that he can�t pull these stunts. Also Brianna I
have to go out tomorrow night so if I pay you twenty dollars will you
baby-sit him for me.� I was excited that I would finally get my brother
back. My mother told me that I would need to learn her rules though for
him. She said she was going outside to see if he was awake. She then
rolled the stroller inside and he was still sleeping. She said that she
was going to need my help to carefully un-strap him because if he
didn�t go in his pants she didn�t want to blow his confidence. So we
carefully unstrapped him and my mother was getting nervous as she said
how awful the smell was but, that might only be a fart. Then my mother
undid his pants and she saw his underwear was filled. My mother was
annoyed where she put my brother back in the stroller and she pulled me
into the kitchen.
My mother started by telling me that she wanted me to write down all of
her new rules for Tommy. I said ok as I grabbed a pen and paper. She
also added that she wanted to hear all my ideas on how to annoy Tommy
because she wanted him to have a horrible month so that he will never
do this again. My mother said the rules I am thinking of now will be
definite so write them all down.
1. Tommy will wear diapers 24/7 for at least a month and will use
his diaper for both pee and poop.
2. When Tommy has to go to the bathroom he will tell someone in the
house and then they will make him use their diaper in front of them.
I didn�t understand that that rule meant so my mother gave me an
example. She said �Look Brianna, this is wear I want you to embarrass
him and emphasize the fact that big boys and girls can go to the
bathroom themselves. When Tommy decides that he needs to go to the
bathroom. You will pull him next to you and make him go. He won�t be
allowed to go to the bathroom but, if I put him diapers without this
rule he will never learn. So say tomorrow night he tells you he has to
go. You would ask him if he has to pee or poop. Let�s say he says pee.
Then you will make him pee his diaper in front of you. That way he
learns to control his bladder.� I told my mother that was smart and she
said continue writing.
3. If Tommy goes in his diaper without telling anyone he will
receive a spanking and another week added to his diaper punishment
4. Tommy will eat all of his meals with the family in addition he
will drink a glass of water every hour to ensure that he goes to the
bathroom. If he doesn�t drink his water he will be fed his water in a
baby bottle.
5. Each time Tommy breaks a rule he receives a spanking and another
week of diaper punishment. In addition to that each time he gets
another week of diaper punishment he loses a privilege for that week.
I didn�t really understand that either so my mother clarified. She
said, �Brianna this is where I really want your help and your creative
mind. Each time Tommy does something bad he will be fed that week with
a bottle or he will lose his Xbox. Or maybe at dinner he will have to
eat from a highchair. Brianna, basically he gets one step closer to
being a baby. I was loving these rules because it gave me so much room
to get my brother back. My mom then asked me if there was anything that
needed to be added. I asked my mother what he would wear each day.
6. Tommy will wear a small t-shirt and a disposable diaper each day.
I want you to move all his pants and shorts to the attic and he will
get them back when he behaves. This way he has to see his plain white
diaper everyday and it makes changing him easier.
After that I agreed with my mother that this needed to be done and I
kept reassuring her that she was doing the right thing. We then went in
the living room as my brother was waking up. My mom told me to play
along with her. She pulled the stroller next to the couch and sat down
so I sat on the opposite end. My brother woke up and my mom asked how
she was feeling? She said she was fine and then she immediately hoisted
him out of the stroller and signaled me over. I knew what she meant as
I yanked his shorts down. My mother said she wanted an answer for this!
Tommy looked down and saw that he went and then he said he had an
accident. He said he didn�t go to the bathroom before he left with me.
My mom then said he would get an extra two weeks of punishment for
lying. She said that I would get to pick what two privileges he lost. I
was honored. He kept babbling that he didn�t get to go but, my mom
thought he was lying. I was so happy to get revenge. My mother then
signaled me to come with her. She put him in the back room on the
changing table. My mom told me he better not dare to move. She strapped
down his arms and then my brother started whining that I was watching.
My mother just changed him into a diaper as she told my brother that I
would be changing him from now on with her. My brother started crying
as now he was in a diaper.
My mom told me to go get her a drink. I left the room but first, I
stood at the door for a minute because I didn�t want to miss his
spanking however, my mother was reading him the new rules and telling
him the consequences. So I went in the kitchen and got my mom and ice
tea. As I came out my mother was carrying Tommy. She placed him on the
couch and told him not to move. He was just crying.
My mother came in the kitchen and started drinking her Ice Tea. She
then told me she going to give Tommy a spanking and she wanted me to
watch. I was puzzled but, then she explained. She said, �Brianna I want
you to watch, this way if I am not home and he acts up you can just
give him a spanking and then this way it will save me the trouble.� So
my mother took her ice tea and went in the living room. I walked in and
sat down and my mother started explaining to Tommy how he was now being
punished. My mother flipped him over her knee and started spanking him.
She hit one cheek and then the other. She must have given him 50 spanks
and then as he was bawling she placed him on the couch and stood up.
She undid her jeans and took the belt off. She threw him over her knee
and started spanking him again but, now with a belt. She gave another
25 slaps and then she took him upstairs. I followed and then she told
me to stay downstairs. My mother came back down stairs about two hours
later.
My mother explained to me how she made Tommy read all the rules. She
then explained how she made him understand every part of his punishment
and how he must come to one of us when he has to go potty and how you
have the right to do anything I do regarding him. My mother then asked
me what two privileges he was losing. She said that for the first two
weeks of punishment he would be doing these two things. So I said let
me think. I told my mother first that I want him to have to drink out
of a baby bottle. She said though that then one of us has to feed him
each hour. I thought about but, said that I thought it would be worth
it because it would really help teach him a lesson. My mother said
alright and then asked me what his other punishment would be. Once
again I thought as my mother fed me ideas. She was stressing that he
should lose his Xbox but, I told her then he would just mope around all
day. I asked her if he could eat in highchair and be fed all of his
food. My mother said that was a good one. She then told me to help her
tomorrow morning so that I and my brother could learn the routine. She
also said she was leaving tomorrow at like 6 o�clock and that she
wouldn�t be back until the following morning. I said that was fine and
that I could handle it. So we both went to bed to await tomorrow.
My mother woke me up at 7 o�clock and said I had to shower so that I
could help wake the baby up at 8. So I showered and at 8 o�clock my
mother and I woke up my brother. He was surprised. My mother then
checked his diaper and he was dry so he didn�t get a morning change. My
mother said if he would have gone in his diaper he would have received
a spanking. I didn�t know that it counted for overnight so I learned
something new, too.
My mother then told him it was time for breakfast so we all walked to
the kitchen and as we entered I watched his jaw drop as my mother
picked him up and locked in his tray. My brother started complaining
and my mother said this is what happens when you lie. My mom then sat
down and cut up some pancakes. She told my brother too open his mouth
and he said no. She asked if he wanted a spanking and then he opened
his mouth. He was fed for an hour. Then my mother said he would get his
hourly glass of water except for lying he had to have it in a bottle.
Then my mother fed him his water. At first he resisted but, then my mom
flipped him over and spanked him about 5 times as a warning. He then
drank his bottle. My mother said it was time for his bath and she went
to the bathroom and bathed him. After that my mom fed him another
bottle and then she let him play Xbox. He came back downstairs and said
he had to go potty. My mother then asked him what he had to do. My
brother said he had to pee. My mother then picked him up and started
the timer. My mom said he had three minutes to go potty. She explained
to me otherwise he could sit all day and he wouldn�t train himself. My
brother went in his diaper in front of my mother and then she went and
put him on the changing table. My mom said it was time for me to change
him. So I did as I was told and changed him for like the third time
ever. My brother started crying and my mom told him that if he didn�t
go in the time limit he could have got a spanking. I changed my brother
and then he ran to his room crying as my mother said it was time for
her to leave. My mom went to my brother�s room and I heard him whining
that he shouldn�t have to get changed by his sister and how that wasn�t
fair. My mother told him that he shouldn�t wet himself and this
wouldn�t happen. My mother then came out and I ran inside so she didn�t
think I was eavesdropping. My mom came in the living room and she told
me she had to go and that I should make sure that I watched Tommy
carefully. I said good-bye and my mom was gone.
As soon as my mother left I walked over toward the window and saw the
car pull out. Once she was gone, I went straight to my brother�s room.
He was playing Xbox as usual. I told him he had to come downstairs for
his bottle. He said he wanted to finish the round. Then I thought how
many parties I missed for getting grounded because he told on me. I
told him he had to come now or I would take away his Xbox. He decided
to tell me that I couldn�t do that. So I turned off his Xbox and as he
screamed I took him downstairs.
When we made it downstairs I told him to listen to me. I said, �Listen
up you little brat you have two choices. Either you let me give you
your bottle, change your diaper, and let you play Xbox or I spank you,
add another week to diaper punishment, take away another privilege,
give you your bottle, change your diaper, and ban your from Xbox.� By
now he was quiet. I asked him which one he was picking and he opted for
his bottle. I told him to sit there and not move while I got it ready.
I then went inside and poured some water into a bottle. I then found
the laxatives I hid from yesterday and put 2 of them into his bottle.
This way I would be changing his diaper and possibly spanking him. I
then went inside and he crawled onto my lap as I put the bottle in his
mouth and turned on the TV. I started watching MTV and I felt in
demand. The power was overwhelming and it felt great. I made sure he
got every last drop of his bottle and then he asked me to play Xbox. I
told him to go ahead.
After that I started thinking, I have never given anyone a spanking
before and I kind of wanted to try it. Plus this might be my only
chance to add time to his diaper punishment. So I sat and thought for
awhile and then I hatched another plan. I grabbed more water and poured
it in a bottle and crushed another 2 laxatives inside. I then grabbed
one more bottle and filled it with water but, I only put one laxative
in this one because I wanted them to last. Then I placed the two
bottles on the living room table and I waited for my brother to come
out and tell me he had to go to the bathroom. In about 15 minutes my
brother came out of his room and walked over to me. As soon as he came
over he said, �I have to go�� However as soon as he started his phrase
I picked him up and put the bottle in his mouth. He kept resisting so I
pulled the bottle out and yelled at him, �What is the problem!? Look
babies like you that wet themselves have to get fed every hour with a
bottle. Since I am the only one home to feed you, you have to be fed by
me. Mom said every hour you can get one.� He then said that he had to
go to the� but, I didn�t let him get the last word out. Instead I told
him when he finished his bottle we could talk. I made sure that it took
longer for him to drink this bottle as I stopped every 5 minutes to
wipe his chin and insult him. When there was a fourth of the bottle
left I looked down to see him clutching his legs to make sure he didn�t
go to the bathroom. I then let him finish the bottle to get his hopes
up. He finished the bottle and went to speak however, I took so long
that it was time for his next bottle as the clock had changed. He
seemed upset as I put the next bottle in his mouth.
About halfway through this bottle, since I had a hand on his underside
I felt him poop his diaper. It felt pretty weird as my hand was pressed
down into my leg. I decided to make fun of him since my mother asked me
too. I told him how the baby pooped his diaper and how he was a baby
for doing those things. I reminded him that I had to go pee but, since
I was a big girl I would use the bathroom. He started crying without
even thinking that this was only the beginning.
I made him finish his bottle as he started to poop his diaper again. I
picked him up and put the two bottles in the sink. Then I sat back down
on the couch. I flipped him over so that he was across my lap and I
told him it was time for his diaper check. I knew he went but, I wanted
him to be more embarrassed. I grabbed his crotch and said that the baby
wet his diaper too. Then I pulled back the waist band of the diaper and
I saw the poop so I knew he went poops too. I told him he had to get
changed. He started to cry again and by now I was getting a headache so
I went to the attic and found a pacifier. I placed him on the changing
table and because he was still crying I put the pacifier in his mouth
and told him he lost another privilege. He was crying so hard that
pacifier came out of his mouth. I told him now he would get another
punishment. So I changed his diaper and I made sure I made jokes the
whole time. He was bawling as tears came down his face. I then put a
new diaper on him and got ready to give a spanking.
I carried him to the living room and I put him over my lap. I started
rubbing his butt so he knew what was happening. I then slapped his left
cheek and then I hit his right. I felt a stinging in my hand as I
continued but, the power I felt was amazing. I knew has I was doing
this that once my brother was back to wearing pants I would need to
baby-sit a boy to enjoy this again. I gave him 70 smacks and then some
with my belt. I told him to keep his pacifier in his mouth and go
upstairs. My mother called 20 minutes later. So I filled her in and she
said she was annoyed but, I assured her that I handled it. She said she
would be home tomorrow night as she had to help her friend with
something else. I hung up with my mother and I got dinner ready. I put
dinner in the oven and I went upstairs to see my brother.
I saw that he was playing his favorite game, however I didn�t really
know the name of it. I just knew it was a shooting game. He then told
me how he was waiting for one map to come up, because it was his
favorite and he hadn�t got it all day. I then went downstairs and set
the table and turned the oven to low so it kept the food hot. I then
went upstairs and I told my brother I wanted to watch him play. He
continued and after two more rounds he got the map he wanted. I then
told him that it was time for him to come downstairs for dinner. Then
the hysterics started coming. He told me he would just finish this
round. I told him too bad dinner was ready. He then continued playing.
I then just knew another one of my plans was complete as I picked up my
brother off his game chair. Then I sat on his bed with him across my
lap. Once again he got another spanking. This one he deserved for
telling me no. I pelted him with my bare hand ten times before grabbing
his hairbrush on his dresser and hitting him with that another 50
times. Then as he was crying the pacifier I made him keeping his mouth
fell out but, I interpreted it as being spit out. I yelled at him and
gave another 50 spanks. I then picked up his pacifier and put it in is
mouth. I picked him up and carried him downstairs. I then grabbed a
bottle from the kitchen. I took his pacifier out and gave him his
bottle. Of course, the bottle had a laxative in it. He drank the bottle
and then I fed him dinner with more laxatives. During dinner he said he
had to go to the bathroom but, I made him finish eating. When he was
done eating, I said as soon as I was done eating. I ate slowly until I
knew that he had wet or pooped himself. I looked over at him and he was
beat red. I then said that I had finished eating.
I took him inside to the living room and said it was time for a diaper
check. So I grabbed his crotch and laughed as he had wet his diaper.
Then I picked him up and realized he also pooped his diaper from the
awful smell so I went inside and strapped him on the changing table.
Then the phone rang so I went to go get it and it was my mother. As it
turned out my mother was changing her plans again and she said she was
on her way home. I told her what happened and how he needed three more
spankings and my mom said she would take care of him when she got home.
She told me to change his diaper and then get him ready for bed. So I
did as I was told, I changed his diaper. What I then did was I took
some of my lemonade and I pulled the waist band of his diaper towards
me. Then I poured some of it inside. He started screaming at me until I
told him he wasn�t allowed to speak so he couldn�t say anything. I told
him if he said one word I would spank him so hard that he would feel
the pain for a year. He knew I would do it too. I told my brother not
to test me and that the next time our mother went out I would
continuously spank him until she arrived back home. I then put his
pajamas on and gave him a bottle. As I was feeding him another bottle
with another laxative my mother walked in the door.
She called for me. I told my mother to let me finish feeding little
Baby Tommy his bottle and then I would help her with what she needed. I
finished feeding him his bottle. Then I told him that if this pacifier
came out of his mouth for any reason, I would spank him as soon as my
mother left the house. I told him that I would get him in more trouble
than ever. He was so afraid of me he did as he was told. This way if he
had to go to the bathroom from his laxative he wouldn�t dare tell my
mother. My mother then yelled at my brother for another hour and told
him that he better get his act together. She said it was time for bed.
My mother asked Tommy if he had to go poops or pee so he shook his head
no. I was a little surprised. My mother then told Tommy that he should
at least try to go potty. She then yanked his pants down and she saw
that front of his diaper was all wet. She then picked him up and saw
that he also pooped his diaper. I started laughing to myself. Then I
asked my mother if I could see her in the kitchen but, instead she said
this was necessary instead of changing Tommy my mother just started
spanking him. Then when she was done she put him to bed and yelled at
him the whole way. My mother then told me that Tommy told her that I
made fun of him a lot. My mother then hugged me and thanked me for
supporting her. She said, �Look Brianna, thank-you for supporting me. I
think a lot of people would have thought I went crazy but, this was
necessary. Since your brother just keeps wetting himself and pooping
himself, I am just going to keep him in diapers. I can�t be bothered
with this nonsense. However, I am not going to let all his fantasies
come true. For now on he will be our little baby. He will have no
privileges. He won�t have a bed but, a crib. He will have no Xbox, no
adult food, naps, and babysitters. Then next year I might try potty
training him again. I also threw out his pajamas. For now on he will
just wear a t-shirt and a diaper that way we can change him easier. I
also am going to hire a home school teacher that will also baby-sit
him. Brianna thanks for the support. I knew that all along I did the
same thing which was making fun of my brother's little issues.
This is the Thanks, I was given for all my support. My mother also gave
me two hundred dollars for baby-sitting and she told me she was sorry
for grounding me as she realized that my brother was not a boy but, a
baby.