Name: Trey N. Ages: 12, 13, 14 Current Age: 14 TREY'S TROUBLES My name is Trey Nelson. I live in San Ramon, California. I'm fourteen, but I'll be fifteen in November. My problems began when I started sixth grade. I was pretty popular through elementary school, but I was nervous about starting middle school. The morning of the first day of school, I woke up with a weird feeling. I got up, and saw a big spot on my bed. I felt my boxers and looked in the mirror, and they were wet, too. I went to tell my mom, and she gave me a hug and said I should shower. So I showered, and when I got out, I had a new set of sheets. I got ready for school, and didn't have any more problems for a month or two. Over Thanksgiving break, my Aunt, Uncle, and cousin came to stay at our house. My cousin slept in my room on the floor. I was excited to have my cousin over, because he's really fun. I went to sleep thinking about what we would do the next day. The next day, however, wasn't going to be fun. I woke up and my sheets and boxers were soaked. I smelled like pee, and I was really embarrassed. I just sat in my bed for a while, until my cousin woke up. He looked at the spot on my bed, and asked, "Did you wet your bed?" Tears started forming in my eyes. My cousin said, "Don't cry, baby. You just need some diapers!" I told my parents, and then I showered. My bed had new sheets again. My mom said she had some shopping to do, so my cousin and I played video games. After a while, we went outside to play. The day went fine until it was time for bed. I found a plastic sheet on top of my mattress, and realized what my mom had been shopping for. When my cousin saw it, he laughed and teased me. He said, "The baby wets his bed! He should be in diapers!" After that, we went to sleep. I woke up the next morning in a big puddle of pee. I was all sticky, and it was gross. I kept wetting the bed for a few nights, and my cousin kept teasing me. One morning, at breakfast, my aunt brought up my bed wetting problems. She said their neighbors' child had the same problem, and they put him in diapers while he slept. My mom went out shopping that day, but I didn't know what she was shopping for. My cousin and I played around that day, and at around eleven, we were told to go to bed. I went to my room, expecting to see the plastic sheet, but it wasn't there! Then, my mom walked in with a small handbag. She said, "Trey, lie on your bed." I asked her why, and she said she was going to diaper me. I said, "Are you kidding?!" She said, "No, sweetie. Your aunt was right. It's better if you wear diapers." My cousin was in the corner of the room, just watching. I pleaded with my mom, and started to cry, but she said it had to be done. So she pulled up my shirt and removed my pants and boxers, and I cried some more, because I was naked in front of my cousin. She put powder on my bottom and wiped it off, and then strapped a diaper on me. After my mom left, I waddled around in my diaper. It was so snug and comfy. It felt nice and warm. I forgot all about my cousin, and I started to feel my diaper. Then I remembered my cousin, because he was laughing. I was so embarrassed that I wet my diaper right there. It felt kind of good, but I had to go get my mom to change me. She came and changed my diaper and then I went to sleep. I woke up the next morning wet. Fortunately my sheets were dry. I got my mom, and she took off my diaper and wiped my bottom. I kind of enjoyed being a baby again, so I asked her if I could wear a diaper for the day. She said yes, so she powdered me and put on a new diaper. My cousin woke up and saw me and chuckled. We played video games, and I sat there in a diaper and T-shirt. I really enjoyed being a baby! After a while, I really had to poop. I was going to go to the bathroom, but my cousin held me down (he's a little older and stronger). He tickled me, and I laughed real hard, but lost control. I pooped right there in my diaper. I started to cry, and my cousin was laughing real hard. After a minute, I realized that I didn't really mind. I stopped crying, and found my mom. She changed me again. I forgot to tell her that my cousin made me poop, because I was having so much fun. I was going back to the TV, but my cousin stopped me in the hall. He said, "If you're gonna look like a baby, you better crawl like a baby." I figured crawling might be fun, so I got on the ground and crawled to the TV. I was really having fun. I enjoyed being a toddler. Unfortunately, I wouldn't be able to wear diapers at school or when friends were over, because I would be embarrassed. On the last day before my cousin, aunt, and uncle left, we went to see a movie. I decided to wear a diaper to the theater, so I could sit through the movie. I think my jeans hid the diaper. I had a large Coke at the movie, so I obviously had to use the bathroom. I just went right there. I felt real warm and comfortable. No one noticed that I peed in my diaper, even after we left the theater. The next day my cousin and his family left, and I haven't seen them for a while. I still wear diapers to bed, and I try to be a baby as often as I can. None of my friends know, though. I've only had an accident during the day one time. A while ago, I saw this pretty girl, and I wet my pants. I mean, I really wet them. I was soaked. I kind of liked the feeling, but my shorts got real wet. I managed to get home without anyone seeing, though. I just wish I could count on my friends to be understanding. I want someone who will enjoy playing with a baby. If I had my way, I would spend all my time in a diaper, with a bottle of warm milk and a pacifier. But I don't want people to make fun of me. Hopefully, some day, I can work up the courage to go to school in a diaper, or be changed by my mom in front of my friends. I'm a teen baby, and I'm proud to be one!