"Willi, rise and shine." Willi's father looked down at the sleepy boy as he slowly opened his eye's.

Willi felt the wet bulk of his diapers as he squeezed his legs together. Suddenly, he realized that the sun was streaming into the room, and that his father had pulled back the covers exposing the large bulge under his sleepers to view. He sat up straight reaching for the blankets to cover himself.

"Uh-uh, Willi." His father intercepted his hand, "time to get up."

"But dad."

"No buts, up you go, and you're to come down to breakfast before you change out of your sleeper."

"Dad, you can tell I have diapers on! I don't want everybody to see me. Please!"

"That's the point," his dad smiled, "from now on your diapers are a family affair. The rest of us get to enjoy seeing you in them too. There'll be no more hiding from now on. When you're in diapers, we all get to see you. There'll be no more guilty running around and hidden little secrets here, and if you want us to cooperate with you, you have to cooperate with us." He reached down, and putting his hands around Willi's waist, lifted him off the bed and onto his feet, pushing him towards the door and down the stairs.

Will could feel the soaked diapers sag, pulling the sleepers down at his crotch. He blushed a deep crimson as he entered the kitchen. Wet and soggy, he stood there looking at his mother and grinning sister."

"Wow, you're right mom, he looks really cute! How's my very little brother this morning?"

It was one of the most embarrasing moments of Willi's life. He felt like he wanted to sink through the floor. Not only was he being forced to display himself in front of his sister in wet diapers, but now she'd tell everyone at school.

Willi's mother saw panic begin to appear on his face as he looked at his sister. Guessing the reason, she laughed and said "Don't worry dear, Jilley has promised never to tell anyone about your diapers. If you don't want them to know, your friends will never know. She can kid you all she likes when you have them on. She can point them out to strangers. She may even be in charge of you sometimes. But only when you are wearing them. Otherwise, she's just your older sister. Same as before. Now sit down and eat your grapefruit." Her son sat down, looking both relieved and embarassed at once. He but couldn't bring himself to look at his giggling sister.

With all his weight on them, moisture began to squeeze out of the sodden diapers around the openings of his jury- rigged plastic pants, soaking into the blue sleepers. Later, as he got out of his chair, he felt the damp cloth between his legs, and hurridly turned sideways to his sister so she couldn't see.

"Mom, Willi's pants have leaked. Make Willi turn around so I can see." Willi glanced angrily at his sister.

Willi's mother looked down at her embarrased looking son: "Turn around Willi", she said", and show Jilley and Dad how wet you are."

Willi, reallizing that his mother meant it, slowly turned. It was painful. His little body shook, as he displayed two beautiful dark blue half moon wet spots on the back of his sleepers which met just below his crotch to soak the sleepers between his legs."

"Pretty cute Willi." Willi turned his head just in time as the camera flashed to catch his surprised expression and the back of his wet sleepers. "We can put this in with the photos of you in bed with your diapers on this summer." he heard his dad say, as his father shoved a photo album to him across the table. Opening it he saw two full pages of pictures from different angles of himself lying asleep on his bed in his power-rangers T-shirt: a yellow plastic bag covering a sodden mass of wet diapers with his pale white legs sticking out below.

"Reeealy cute Willi!" He looked at his sister with resignation, as he heard his dad say: "You can look at them anytime you want Jilley, but now its time for our little diaper-boy to march up stairs and get ready for school. He heard the family chuckling as he trod off up stairs to his room, wet sleepers, diapers and all.

When Willi got home from school, he played in the backyard until dinner time, avoiding his sister. Seeing her after this morning filled him with dread. Up in his room, after dinner, he went over to his bureau and opened his underwear drawer. There were many more diapers than before. New diapers, larger than his old ones. Next to them was a neat stack of large frosty white plastic pants. His heart stopped. He reached down, and picked up a pair. Holding them out, he opened them up, looking at the wide crotch and the neatly stitched elastic around the leg holes and waist. There was the wonderful sweet pink smell of new plastic. Tears of joy literally flowed down his face. He couldn't wait to try on a pair, and grabbing two diapers and some pins from a little dish where his mother had placed them on the bureau, he ran over to his bed.

He was hurridley pulling his pants down over his shoes when his mother walked in. He looked at her panicked as he tried to pull his trousers back up. His mother hadn't seen him naked since he was eight, and he was furiously embarrassed. "Mom!"

"Willy, I came up to help you with your diapers and your new plastic pants. I think you'll find that the larger size has to be folded just right to properly fit a little boy."

"But mom, I don't want you to see me naked! Please mom."

"But Willi - when you're in diaper mode, we all get to see you naked. After all, little boys can't have their pants on when they're being changed, can they." Saying this, Willi's mother pushed her son backward onto the bed, unlaced his shoes, and pull off his pants, exposing his smooth little crotch and pretty little genitles to view. She smiled down at the embarrased boy as Jilley walked into the room.

"No mom! Please! Jilley can't watch!" Willey crossed his legs and covered himself with his hands.

"Of course she can son, now take your hands away and spread your legs apart so she can have a good view." It took some admonishment, and some rather stern remarks before Willi slowly put his hands down by his sides, and then spread them a little way apart. "Further apart Willi - that's right" Willi lay there fully exposed to his sister as his mother neatly folded the diapers, showing Jilley how, lifted up his legs and slid them under his bottom. She pulled the diapers between his legs with a thick soaker pad folded down into his crotch from the front. Having pushed little ducky pins into the thick cloth, to much entertaining comment from Jilley, she put a pair of the new plastic pants over his ankles and had him stand up as she pulled them up over his diapers. Despite his sister and mother, Willy felt a shiver of pleasure as he saw himself standing there in real diapers and real plastic pants in the mirror. With just his blue and yellow stripped T-shirt on, he looked almost like his little cousin. "Now you can go down and watch TV with Jilley and Dad. Dad'll probably want to take some more pictures of you in your new plastic pants for your special album." Willy followed his sister and mother down the stairs to the TV room, where he found his smiling father waiting with the camera. He managed to make a few weak smiles as his father clicked away.

That night, as his mother tucked him in in fresh dry diapers, she'd smiled at him and said, "Did you have a nice time today?" Willy smiled back, reached up and hugged his mother with all his strength. After his mother had left, the door opened again and Willi's father entered the darkened room. Willi was accutely aware of the thick diapers between his legs as his father came over and sat down on the bed next to the boy.

Willi had always been very worried about what would happen if the big, tough, airborne colonel ever found out what a pantywaist son he had. His father's approval was the most important thing in his life, and he was always scared he wouldn't measure up. He'd often heard his father complain about soldiers with no guts or stamina. "Dad, do you mind much - about my diapers I mean?" Willy held his breath.

"Son, you aren't the only little boy who ever snuck a pair of diapers. I just don't want you to have to sneak around like I did." Colonel McKenzie chuckled at the surprised expression on his son's face. "In fact, I'm delighted you like to wear diapers, and it pleases me that you've taken so well to their being a family affair. You'll never have to worry about whether either of your parents is dissappointed in having a diaper-boy for a son. We love you and we want you to be happy, and this clearly makes one happy little boy." He gave his son a big hug, and wishing him sweet dreams left the room.

Earlier that evening, Willi had watched TV, sitting next to his father on the couch. From time to time he could see his mother and sister looking at him, and he'd blush a little each time, and snuggle a little closer to his father, who'd give him a gentle hug." After the Cosby show, his father had shown them all the new photos taken that morning, and then they were pasted into the book. Willi had, for the first time looked through it. In the front were pictures of him heavily diapered as a baby and toddler in various outfits. He'd been trained late and the last one was taken when he was seven. There were pictures of himself before bed during the summer in short pajamas and diapers, and downstairs opening presents in bright red Christmas sleepers when he was six and seven and still wet the bed. In all of them his diapers bulged through the pajamas. He liked looking at them. It felt good to be sitting there in front of the whole family in diapers and plastic pants, looking at pictures of himself thickly diapered as a little kid. He suddenly realized that this was what he really wanted. To be wearing diapers and reall plastic pants and nothing else but a T-shirt, with the whole family looking at him, happily snuggling, playing, doing dishes, watching TV. Just like he belonged in them - and he did.

At dinner, Willi had had several glasses of milk, and his mother later made cocoa for the children while they watched TV. The thick chocolate brew had been sweet and comforting. The big mug of cocoa had also been filling. Willi realized that he had to pee. He had to pee badly. He looked at his mother and sister, started to get up, and sat down again. He didn't want to use the bathroom.

Willy's mother looked over at him and saw that there was a darkening patch on the front of his diapers where his plastic pants were pulled against the cloth. She smiled at him and said "thats a good boy Willi - let me know when you want to be changed."

Willi saw both his sister and father turn and look at his diapered front. He felt there stares - but somehow -. He smiled back at them with shy embarassement. And they smiled at him. His father gave him a hug - 'Good boy." He'd grinned happily as his mother recorded the event on film with his father hugging him."

"Willi you can wear diapers anytime you want to." His father was speaking to the diapered and happily soaked boy at the breakfast table. "However, your mother and I feel strongly that you need to know that someone else is in charge when you are in diaper mode. That will be me, your mother, or sometimes even your sister." Willi wasn't at all sure about the last part. "When you are in diaper mode, we will decide what you wear, when you are changed, and where you will go. Period. It is your decision, however, when you'll be in diaper mode. You will tell us when and how long you want to be in diapers, and when that time comes you will be in diaper mode - whether you like it or not - until the time you asked to be in diapers is over."

"You mean I can wear diapers all next weekend if I want to?" Willi's father nodded. "Really?." Willi's father smiled: "It's a done deal son - starting Friday after school until Monday morning?" Willy grinned with delight.

Willi rushed home from school, hopping off the bus and running all the way to his house. He found his mother waiting for him, and she took him up to his room. His bureau was in a new position to make room for a table under the window overlooking the woods. It was covered with a pad and plastic sheet with little duckies on it. Next to it was a plastic pail, with Willy's Wet Diapers" neatly stenciled on it. Willi looked nervously at the new arrangement. "What about when my friends come over to play?"

"Don't worry dear, when you're not in diapers, only the table will be here, the rest of the stuff will be on the top shelf of our dressing room closet where no one will see it."

Willy looked relieved, as his mother hoisted him up onto the table. He was a bit nervous though to be diapered in front of the window. Someone might see him from the woods below. His mother smiled at the nervous boy. She'd deliberately placed the changing table there because she knew that the chance that someone might see him would make diaper changes that much more exciting for him. "Like father-like son." she smiled to herself. There was really very little chance, she thought, that anyone would notice this little performance from the woods. She pulled off Willi's pants and underwear, and taking a bottle of baby oil, squirted it over the boy's crotch. Willi jumped a little as he hadn't expected this, but as his mother smoothed the oil into his skin, rubbing it around his crotch, he gradually relaxed, and rolled over so his mother could repeat the process on his fanny. The feeling of his mother's finger rubbing the oil around the crease between his legs, and then into his little hole sent a chill through his naked pink body.

Patricia McKenzie smiled as she felt the shiver of pleasure run through her son's body as she rubbed the scented baby oil into Willi's most private places. Just like his father, every time her finger slipped into the pink little hole he would twitch excitedly. She reached down and took two thick diapers from the neat stack on the shelf under the table, and lifting his fanny up pinned them around his hips. She had him stand-up in front of the window on the table and step into the plastic pants, and left him there while she went over and got a pair of baby blue corduroy short-shorts and a matching blue and white stripped T-shirt.

Willy kept looking nervously out the window, both scared and excited at the prospect that someone would see him there standing in full view dressed only in diapers. He kept imagining that he saw someone down in the woods below the house looking up. Several times he thought, or imagined he saw some movement in the bushes. He wasn't sure. It was a considerable relief, then, when his mother finally pulled the shorts up around his waist and had him sit down so she could pull the T-shirt on and tie his tennis shoes. Sliding off the table he stood up and looked over at the reflection of himself in the mirror above his bureau. He liked what he saw. The fleece shorts pulled tight over the bulging diapers functioned and looked exactly like one of the covers his Aunt sometimes put on Joey. The legs of the shorts were only about a half an inch long, and just barely covered the the plastic pants. He was sure that if he bent over, anyone would be able to see the plastic pants from behind. He followed his mother downstairs where she handed him a plastic bucket and shovel. Willi looked at them in surprise.

"Willi, you can go play in the backyard in the sandbox until your father gets home."

"Mom! someone might see me there!"

"I wouldn't worry too much, your friends usually come to the front door, and not through the woods, and if you see them, you can always run into the basement. Besides, you look so cute, I'll bet your friends would really enjoy seeing you."

Willi shuddered at the thought.

Willi stuck his head out the basement door and peered carefully around. He could see no one. He waited. Then, cautiously stepped out into the yard. Standing in front of the door, legs spread slightly apart, he felt the breeze of the late spring day fan his legs and cheeks. He looked at the little blue plastic bucket and shovel in his hand and shrugged. He waddled over to the sand box and sat down, spreading his legs wide apart, he stuck shovel into the sand and began to fill the bucket like a toddler. His shorts stretched apart, exposing the white plastic spread tightly over the buldging diapers at his crotch through the leg openings to anyone's view who might passing by. He stared down, fascinated at the plastic, feeling a sense of both shame and pleasure, savoring the sense of dread that someone might see him.

Willi played in the back yard for about an hour, gradually relaxing as he became accustomed to being exposed in his diapers. When he heard his dad's car pull in the driveway, he came round the front of the house and met his father as he got out of the car. Sam grinned to see his well diapered boy in his short shorts and T-shirt and caught him up in his arms. "How's my little diaper boy today? Did you have a good time at school - I bet you couldn't wait to get home to get your baby pants on." Willi blushed and then grinned happily as he felt his Dad's hand checking his now soaked diapers."I guess it's time for a change old bean. Willi clung to his father as the happy boy was carried into the house.

His dad carried him upstairs into his bedroom and laid him on the changing table just as his sister Jilley came down the hall. Jilley turned and followed them in. Willi blushed a deep red when he saw his sister - he still didn't like the idea of his 13 year old sister seeing him naked, much less being diapered.

"Jilley, I'm glad you're here," his dad grinned wickedly, "it's time you learned how to change your little brother."

Willi gasped in horror: "Please dad - no!"

Ignoring him, Sam told his daughter to pull down Willi's shorts fulling exposing his thick diapers and plastic pants to view, and then had her strip off the plastic pants leaving the soggy diapers pinned to the boy.

"Wow! he's really wet Dad. I don't think I've even seen Joey this wet before. What a little soaker you are Willi." Then as Willi squirmed with embarrasement she unpinned him, pulled the diapers out from between his legs and dropped them into his diaper pail. Willi instinctively put his legs together and tried to cover his crotch only to have his dad pull his hands aside and make him spread his legs so Jilly could have a full view. Impossibley, he reddened even more as his dad handed a bottle of baby oil to his sister. Jilley was delighted, she'd secretely always wondered what a boys crotch felt like and now she was going to have the double pleasure of feeling out her brothers even as she got to humiliate him. Squirting the baby oil all over his penis and balls, she ran her hands over his belly and then down between his legs, bringing her palm up to cup his little jewels. She smiled with pleasure observing her brother squirm half with embarassement and half with pleasure as she smoothed the oil onto his little soft shaft, and then, rolling him over, onto his fanny. "There you go little baby boy, all oiled up. He was so wet dad, I think we better triple diaper him for dinner, don't you think." Jilley reached down and piled three of the thick prefolded diapers together, folding the sides in at the front and doubling it over to make a thick soaker pad. then she made will lift up his behind as she pushed the pile under him and pulled them up between his legs. It took several tries to get the thick mass pinned together, and the plastic pants were completely filled with diapers when she pulled them up - ballooning out.

Willi could only waddle with the thick mass between his legs, once he was allowed to get up from the table. Before he went downstairs, his sister pulled a short T-shirt over his head, but left the diapers uncovered in full view. His father stopped him as he started to head towards the door.

"Thank your sister Willi."

Willi looked at his sister and gave a low grudging "thanks".

"No Willi, thank her nicely, and for everything."

Willi looked at his dad - He was supposed to thank his sister for humiliating him?

"Willi, would you like to go for a walk in the neighborhood?"

"No fair dad, you said that you wouldn't show me off in front of my friends."

"Right, and you agreed to do whatever we told you and to go along with anything we said while you're in diaper mode. If you keep your bargain, we'll keep ours."

Willi looked at his dad, and realized that he was serious. Doing his best to put on a nice tone, he looked at his sister and said "Thanks for changing my diapers Jilley."

"That could be a little more complete Willi," his dad said.

"Thanks for changing my wet baby diapers and oiling me up and making me waddle like on overstuffed duck, Jilley." Willi finally forced a small smile for his sister.

You're welcome baby brother.

Willi got another surprise at dinner. "Willi, you are going to have to return the diapers you stole from Joey, and apologize to Uncle Josh and Aunt Mary tomorrow." Willi looked in horror at his mother.

"What am I supposed to say? Please, please, please don't make me do that."

"Willi, stealing is wrong, and you know it. It's your responsibility to take the consequences of your actions. As for what you tell them - you tell them the truth: that you took them because you wanted to wear and wet baby diapers and were afraid to ask your parents to let you."

In the morning, Willi's dad got him up for breakfast in his soaking wet diapers as usual. And as usual, despite the double diapers, by the time he'd finished his sleepers were soaked through around the crotch and legs. Jilley made him display his wet pajamas all over again, and then he was taken off upstairs to be diapered for the day. He was dressed in bright red fleece short-shorts that barely covered his plastic pants. They were a tight fit, and his mother remarked to his father how nicely they displayed the thick diapers beneath. To this was added a blue and white T- shirt that just reached the top of the shorts, short white socks and his sneakers. His mother then led him downstairs followed by his father where he was handed a bag with Joey's diapers and the purloined safety pins and escorted to the family car. Willey couldn't believe that he was going to have to go over to his Aunt and Uncle's all diapered up, but no amount of tears and pleading would change his parents minds. In the end they had to drag him out the door, where his obviously diapered state, and the chance one of his friends might see him made him only to eager to finally get into the car.

Willi looked at his Aunt and Uncles house with dread as they went up the front walk, the bag of diapers clutched in a sweaty little palm. He nearly choked as the door bell was rung. His aunt Mary opened the door and looked down at him. She smiled down at him and his parents.

"Come on in, what a pleasant surprise! Why Willi, why are you dressed like a baby? She laughed, "You look just like Joey."

Willi, who had been staring hard at his feet, looked up in surprise as he heard his four year cousin come up from behind. He looked at the boy - dressed in identical red fleece shorts, T-shirt and socks to his own. He did look just like Joey.

"Willi has something to say to you and Josh Mary, can we come in?"

The frightened boy stood in the living room of his Aunt and Uncle's house with his parents behind him. He stuttered and choked back tears as he explained what he had done to his Aunt and Uncle. They in turn looked at him with mock severity, commenting on how terrible it was that he'd stolen from them, and how hurt they were.

"I think that Willi has to make this up to us. What do you suggest Mary?"

"Hmmm, it seems to me that he really isn't old enough to do a lot of serious work - I think the best thing he could do would be to look after Joey for us for the rest of the weekend. I also think that since only toddlers and very little boy's steal, that that is how we should treat him. What do you think Willi?"

Willi looked up at his uncle. Despite the severity of their tone, Willi sensed that they really weren't all that displeased with him. He really loved his Aunt and Uncle and was ashamed and really did want to make it up to them for taking the diapers. "I guess that OK, besides I like taking care of Joey, and I guess you know that I really don't mind wearing diapers now."

"Well." his uncle said, I guess that settles it if its alright with your parents." Willi heard his parents agree.

Willi began to get suspicious when his father went out to the car and came back with a bag filled with his diapers and plastic pants. When his Aunt and Uncle produced a onesie for him in his own size when the went to change him he looked at them and said "You already knew all about this, didn't you."

"Yep! and like your parents we were quite pleased to discover that you liked diapers. In fact, we're kind of hoping that Joey won't ever get tired of his. We just wish that you hadn't tried to keep it secret so long. Your Aunt Mary's done quite a bit of sewing for you.

Joey giggled when he saw his older cousin dressed in a onesie. Willi, for his part was thrilled, and let his aunt and uncle take a whole pile of photographs.