"Mrs. Alger, Mrs. Alger, Josh WET his pants and its leaking on the floor." I was frozen in my chair all I saw Mrs. Alger walking this way, "Oh my what do we have here, Josh what's going on here, LOOK at me young man you've WET your pants."

"Well ,say something."

"I'm sorry Mrs. Alger."

"Why didn't you ask to use the rest room ? Well ? I'd expect this sort of thing if I were teaching a second grade class but not a High school class. Please go to the office . Now please."

I got out of my seat in front of the other kids who by now were all staring at me to see just how wet I was. I got out the door as fast as I could and got out in the hall. I started down the hall on the way to the office when I chickened out and went into the bathroom. Just my luck, there were two other guys there already and judging from the smell they were having a smoke. One looked at me and I was immediately their subject of ridicule.

"Hey kid, are you sure you're in the right place? Looks like you need a changing table, you really pissed your pants."

Then one of them grabbed me and tried to pants me, they had me down to my underwear when a teacher passing by heard the noise coming from the restroom. As he came in they let me go and ran off right by him.

"What's going on here?"

"They tried to get my pants," I told him.

"Well how did they get sooo wet?"

"I kind of had an accident, I guess."

So he added, "better get you up to the office. We will catch the other two boys later."

It seemed to take forever to get to the office as kids we passed in the halls all seemed to stare at my passing wet pants and some even giggled. Here we are as the teacher and I entered the office. He told me to have a seat as he entered the office of the principal. I'm sure to tell him what happened. Upon leaving the office the teacher looked over to me and said not to worry, that he had explained everything and those other boys would be caught.

"Josh, come in please," the principal said, sticking his head out the door of his office, I walked over to him.

"My. My, what have we here," Mr. Jordan explained what happened. "And those other boys will be in BIG trouble for getting your pants so WET when we catch up with them."

Whew, what relief. He thinks the other two boys did this to me. He continued, "maybe we can get the home economics class to run those pants of yours in the dryer so we can get you back to class?"

"Sure, that sounds good, Principal Williams."

"Why don't you take them off over in the adjoining bathroom and I'll take them to the Home EC. class and bring you back a pair of gym shorts for you to wear, and then you can even return to class."

"OK sir," I responded.

As I was in the bathroom taking off my jeans I heard voices out in his office. I couldn't make out who it was when suddenly the door opened and the principal asked me for my pants. I gave them to him and he asked me to step back in his office.

"Josh, do I have the entire story of what happened, correct?"

"Why, yes sir, that's the way it happened, just like you said. It was the other two boys."

Just then Mrs. Alger stepped in.

"Oh I'm glad to see you made it here OK, Josh. You seemed pretty upset having WET your pants in class.

"WHAT? You WET your pants in class?????? You lied to me??????"

I just stood there in my wet briefs as Principal Williams was yelling at me.

"Answer me, young man, did you WET YOUR PANTS?????"

"Yes sir, I'm real sorry."

"Oh, you will be, Josh. I'm calling your house and your parents can come take care of this mess. This is a high school, not a daycare, and even most of those don't change diapers anymore."

"OH Please, don't call my house!" I pleaded. "Can't you just have my pants dried? Please don't call."

"Oh no, we're past the chance to help you out, Josh. Now your parents can take care of you."

He picked up the phone and asked his secretary to get my mom on the phone. I couldn't hear what Mom was saying ,but by the expression on his face he was enjoying what he was hearing.

"O.K., then you will be here to pick up Josh, very good. We will have him already. Just come to my office."

"Well Josh, your mother tells me you have had this problem all summer long. You know that you can't continue at this school wetting your pants."

I just stood there looking at him with my head down.

"Your mother tells me that you have worn diapers all summer, so when you come back here I do expect to see you wearing them again so you will not be interrupting your studies, and the others in your class, do you understand me Josh?!!!"

"Yes sir."

Mom was there almost before I had my pants back on. Matter of fact, I was just buttoning them up.

"Oh Josh, what are we going to do with you? It's a good thing you've got those pants back on, for they don't do you much good."

"Hi, I'm Principal Williams, and you must be Josh's mother?" He explained what had happened in more depth to my mother and told her what he explained to me and they both agreed that my wearing diapers would be best for all concerned. He then explained to me that for lying to him I would have to report to his office and receive two swats for a week and he assured me they would be extra hard so they get through the diaper.

All the way home Mom kept tell me how ashamed she was have to pickup her high school son for wetting his pants, what was I thinking and after she had given me a break and not diapered me.

Wow, what had I done? It's not like I had done it on purpose or anything. I tried to argue that after them keeping me in diapers all summer it must of messed me up or something. She kind of agreed with my thoughts but added that some precautions would have to be taken to avoid any occurrence of my wetting at school. As soon as my dad came home that night Mom just had to tell him what had happened. Of course he was none too happy. He asked me if I was just a BIG baby or something. Matter of fact, he was still kind of yelling when he diapered me that night for bed. The next morning it was the same as usual, WET. I went down for breakfast and Mom just looked at my wet diapers and said nothing, Mom came up to my room while I was getting ready for school and I was expecting to be diapered.

"Well, I talked to your father, and we decided not to diaper you if you think you can keep your pants DRY, but if you have one more episode of pants wetting you will be in 24 hour diapers again." A choice, or was it?

"Mom, really, I can choose?"

"Well, I told you that you could, so what will it be ?"

"NO DIAPERS."

"O.K. then, Josh, here are your underpants." She threw me my Batman Underoos. "Put 'em on and lets get you to school."

"Thanks, Mom."

When I got to school the Principal was waiting for me. I kind of tried to avoid him, hoping he wouldn't see me, but he did and called me over.

"Josh, did you forget that we had an appointment?"

"No, Mr. Williams, I knew."

"Then come along with me to my office."

Once in his office he told he went over to a cabinet and opened it to reveal a large wooden paddle.

"Now Josh, please bend over and grasp your ankle with your hands."

I was shaking as I did.

"These swats will be harder than normal so you will feel them through your diapers."

"But Mr. Williams, Mom said I didn't have to wear diapers. Please don't hit me hard."

It was too late.

WHOP!!!!!!!!!!!

That one almost knocked me over.

WHOP!!!!!!!!!!!

I screamed out in pain.

"And one more, Josh."

WHOP !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Now, what were you saying, Josh?"

I was hurting so bad I couldn't even speak, but as he looked at me he saw my pants were wet again. I hadn't even realized I had wet them as I was engulfed in pain.

"Josh what the He-- is this? You really don't have diapers on."

He came over and pulled down my pants and stared in disbelief as he saw me standing in my Underoos. They might of been Batman ones, but today I must of been Baby Robin.

"I'm sorry, Josh. I thought you were just making excuses let me call your Mother so she can bring you some clean clothes to wear."

"Oh please, don't do that, they will make me wear diapers again Please don't call her!!!!!!"

"Josh, I can't send you to class with your pants all wet."

He then sat at his desk and called Mom again. I did hear him tell her that I wet my pants when he gave me the swats.

I sat there waiting for mom to arrive probably for about 20 minutes or so when I heard my Dad voice coming from the outer office. Oh NO, not Dad.

He came walking into the office where I was.

"Josh, I knew we should have dressed you properly for school today, but we thought maybe you could be a big boy. Guess not!"

"But dad," I argued. "If the principal hadn't spanked me so hard this wouldn't have happened."

"Look, young man, you got the swats for lying to Mr. Williams the other day, so if you can't take the punishment of a man then you can wear the pants of a BABY!!!!!!"

"Do you have a place I can change Josh?"

"Yes, use my office."

My dad grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me to the floor. He pulled off my jeans and underpants all at once. He then picked up the Attends he had set down when he entered the room and told me to raise my butt as he slid them under me. He then reached back to the chair and pulled out two baby diapers and slid them under my butt and pulled the sides up tight and taped them in place. Dad then helped me to my feet and patted me on the butt.

"Well Josh, there will be no mistaking you for a big boy now. He gave me my jeans and I put them on, but when I tried to get them over my diapers I found they wouldn't fit.

"Dad, I can't get my pants on!! Oh gee."

"Guess you can just go without any for today, Josh."

He saw me start to panic.

"Relax. Let me go to the car, I brought some for you to wear. Didn't think you could get them over your didees."

He went to the car and returned with the shorts I had worn to Disneyland. I got them on but if I wasn't really careful anyone could see my diaper sticking out from under them. He then handed me my striped shirt and I was sent off to class.

Mr. Williams wrote me a note and sent me off to home room which by now was almost over. I opened the door to the room feeling very self-conscious, knowing if I moved wrong the kids would see my diapers, but for sure just my bulging shorts would give that away. I walked in front of the class and gave the teacher the note and she told me to take my seat which luckily wasn't too far back in the room. As I sat down I heard some snickering from around the room, but as too chicken to see where it was coming from.

I got through home room and math class, and then it was off to English where this had all began yesterday. As I took me seat I heard one of the girls in a seat near mine say to another, "See? I told he would have to be diapered to come back to class," as they started to laugh. I just ignored them and turned bright red.

I made it to lunch without too much problem other than having to pee real bad. I thought about using the restroom, but after what happened yesterday I was afraid to. You can imagine what those guys would do to a diaper boy if I got caught. I met Joey for the first time since the start of school.

"Hey man, where were you yesterday, Josh?"

"Oh, you wouldn't believe me if I told you, Joey."

"Josh, I hate to say it, but your Mom really dresses you funny. Those shorts you are wearing makes it look like your still wearing diapers, dude."

I stood there for a minute, not knowing what to say.

"I know, Joey, she got real weird tastes, you know."

While we ate lunch we compared our class schedules and found we had only one class together this year, and that was last period, gym. So as lunch ended we said good bye till then.

The next two class went by pretty quickly as my diapers got much wetter. Even though I was trying not to drink too much it just seemed to pass right though me. The bell rang and off to last period gym. I was kind of worried about it as I never was to good at sports and the guys also seemed to pick on me, especially after the rumors of my bedwetting hit school (I still think my brother told everyone). I got to the gym, and being only the second day no one had to dress for class yet. I took my seat in the bleachers in the gym, but no matter how I sat you could see my diapers poking out, not a whole lot, but any was too much. The coach introduced himself and gave out a list of a stuff we needed for class by next Monday. He then mentioned that anyone interested in substituting gym for a sport team needed to raise their hand so he could get their names on a list. He first asked for football and about 6 guys raised their hands and he got their names for the team. Then it was basketball, gymnastics, and finally he got down to the swimming team and myself, Joey and one other guy raised our hands for that. One of the guys saw me and told everyone, "Josh should be pretty good as he had heard I swam in bed every night." This started laughter throughout the whole gym. As more and more of them turned around one of them spotted my diaper.

"Look, Josh is wearing diapers. Maybe you can swim in the BABY POOL."

"No, I don't think they allow diapers in any of the pools."

I was so embarrassed I got up to leave when two of them grabbed at me and pulled my shorts down to my knees. Well, this took away any doubt of what I was wearing. I got my shorts back up and ran out of the gym, and then headed for home. I don't know what I will do tomorrow when I have to go back but I'll let you know.