Well I couldn’t believe what I was seeing as Joey’s father pulled the now crying boy over his lap.

"Joey, maybe I can still teach your butt what your mind doesn’t seem to understand. I will not have my 15 year old son pissing his pants and his bed, is that understood ?"

He then began to pull down Joey's wet attends and began to paddle his now bare butt. Man, it looked painful, and for the first time in my bedwetting life felt lucky. At least I didn’t get beat for my wettings. By the time Joey’s dad was finished he just sank to the floor when his dad turned him loose. Crying and exhausted, he looked at me with those reddened blue eyes and didn’t say a word. His mom then continued as she had him lie down and put a dry diaper under him then proceeded to powder him and fasten the diapers back in place. Then his Mom and dad left the room and I told him I was sorry and I had better leave. I headed for the back door and he looked up again.

"Josh, please don’t say anything to anyone about this, cause I gotten a spanking for almost every wet bed that I’ve ever had."

"Don’t worry Joey I won’t tell anyone."

I thought about it all the way home, and when mom met me at the door and checked my pants telling me to get cleaned up so she could get me into my dry pants as she said, it wasn’t so bad. I’m sure everyone wondered why I was so quiet that night but I couldn’t help worry about my friend.

Joey met me on the way to school the next day. He still looked like he had be crying. I told him not to worry as I was here and would do what I could to help him out. As it turned out, the only problem we had was with the other guys on the swim team as the teasing got quite intense when we entered the locker room. As we got to our lockers there was a Pampers taped to the front of my locker and Joey had a little swimmer pants on his. As we got to our lockers everyone busted up in laughter. The coach came out to see what was happening.

"Hey guys, knock it off!"

Wow, coach really sounded mad. The guys scampered off to the pool area as me and Joey got into our speedo’s. It was good to get out of those diapers as mine were always quite wet by this class, and today I noticed Joey was really wet, also. We entered the pool area and the coach had all the guys in a group talking to them.

"Glad you two could join us, boys."

Man, he still sounded mad. I hope he wasn’t going to throw us off the team. This is the only sport I was good at.

"Now team, we seem to have a problem with a couple of our team," he started. "Well, let me assure you all this is a TEAM and every member is important. I’ve let you guy get away with a lot of harassment lately, hoping you would all come together as a team, but that doesn’t seem to be working. Soooo, we have to make some changes." (a couple of guys laughed.)

"Coach, there are only two of the team who need to be changed."

"Yea, you two, this is what I’m talking about."

He then went to a cabinet where the towels were stored and grabbed a package that I recognized right away. Attends. No he wouldn’t. The coach then ripped open the package as I felt myself go kind of numb.

"OK, you two, down here now!" the coach yelled as I looked up in amazement he was pointing to the two other kids who were laughing.

They came down with a really scared look on their faces as the coach handed them each one of the diapers.

"Hold these, guys. Look we are all a TEAM here, and as such you all should be looking out for one another. Fighting and teasing each other is a bad thing for a team. Josh and now Joey seem to have a bit of a problem and I give them a lot of credit for their bravery in taking control of there problem. How many of you wet the bed? I know which of you do as I have called all of your parents and asked."

As I looked around I saw many of our team with very guilty looks on their faces.

"Maybe I should pass out a few more of these diapers to those of you who do? I know one of the two that are holding diapers right now still wet their bed."

They both looked at each other as saying NOT ME.

"Anyway, this has gone on too long. Both Josh and Joey are part of our team, and very good swimmers, I might add, so from now on I do not want to hear any more from any of you, is that understood?"

"Yea, coach," most answered.

"Well, for those of you who don’t understand, the next one who thinks it would be fun to tease these two WILL be wearing one of these diapers for the entire class. Now lets get on with practice."

After practice for the first time in months I didn’t hear any comments as I was changing into my dry diaper. I Still heard a little laughter but who could really blame them.

The Holidays

Well here it is, Wednesday, and tomorrow is Thanksgiving. I didn’t think it would ever get here. I got a whole 4 days off and me and Joey are getting together, probably Saturday. Mom said we could go see "102 Dalmatians", should be fun. I think Cruella is kind of kewl. Well that's the last bell, so its off to home and no more school.

"Hi mom."

"Hi Josh."

As I got to my room there was my Mom.

"Josh, why don’t you give me a hand here."

"What are you doing, mom?"

"I’ve got to change your plastic sheet. You’ve leaked on it so many times already it’s starting to stink. It’s bad enough with that diaper pail but this is a bit too much, now grab this."

She then gave me an edge of the new plastic sheet as we stretched it over the crib mattress, then zipping it shut, the mattress was again sealed in plastic.

"Mom, this one is really loud," as she was putting the sheets back on.

Yes it is Josh, but it is also supposed to be the best they make, so just get used to it."

"OK, hop on up and let's get those pants changed."

I slid down my corduroy pants and hopped up on the crib. She then untaped my attends and cleaned me up with a few baby wipes. She seemed to spend more time than normal cleaning me and she just seemed to stare.

"Mom, what’s the matter?"

"Josh, why didn’t you tell me you were getting diaper rash again?"

She then went to get some of that rash ointment, and even though it smelled really bad, it sure felt good as she rubbed it in.

"It’s a good thing you have a few days off, Josh. It looks like you will be spending your time back in cloth diapers again at least for this weekend."

She then placed a couple under me as I lifted up and pinned them on really tight. This time as she pulled them through my legs she also twisted them before they were pinned. Then the plastic pants were slid over them and she told me to sit up.

"Mom, why did you put them on this way? I don’t like them." as I looked down at the huge bulge the twist had made.

"Josh, boys like yourself need more material up front, and with the twist you’ll have more."

"But mom, it hurts kind of when I sit with the diaper that way."

"Josh, stop whining and be a good boy."

After mom had left the room I walked around a bit but found it a little bit hard with that much diaper between my legs. I remember just when I didn’t think things could get worse here again it had, and every time I looked down my crotch looked huge. When I got changed for bed that night Mom used the same diapering method as earlier, saying maybe it would also cut down on those night time leaks. I finally got to sleep and found that I didn’t leak that night and the diaper was soaked in the morning. Mom came in and got me out of the crib and down to breakfast as we all discussed our plans for the day. We were going over to Grandma's house for Thanksgiving and most of our relatives would also be there. After breakfast mom took me up and I was given a bath she made sure I washed really well and after I thought I was done she came in with a razor.

"Mom, I don’t shave."

"I know, Josh, but I noticed you're starting to grow hair down in your diaper area and we have to remove it. Maybe that is why your getting diaper rash so often."

"Mom, no, please, I’ll wash harder or whatever it takes. Please don’t shave it off."

She just ignored me and went straight to the job at hand as I was trying not to cry.

"Josh, control yourself. It’s not like I’m hurting you."

But I just couldn’t control myself as it was like being taken back from the little manhood I had achieved back to babyhood.

After my bath mom took me in and put me again in thick diapers, again twisting them before pinning then on. Man, they were uncomfortable that way, but again I hadn’t learned. If I hadn’t complained she probably wouldn’t have done it that way, but seeing that I hated it she was going to use this diapering method probably for along time.

I went downstairs and watched TV for a few hours and then everyone was getting ready to go to Grandma’s for the afternoon and dinner. Mom came and got me. She checked my diaper and said it would be OK for awhile so she wasn’t going to change me. She then went to my closet and got my race car overalls and with a long sleeved T-shirt she dressed me. Again, she put on my white high topped tennis shoes and I looked like a big toddler and with the way she had diapered me no one could miss the diaper bulge this time.

We headed off to Grandma’s house and we arrived before all the uncles aunts and cousins did. Our grandparents met us at the car and as usual I got a big hug and a pat on my diapered bottom from grandma.

"Well, Josh, I see you're still in diapers and at your age."

Grandpa hugged me, but seemed he really didn’t want anything to do with a big baby. About a half hour later everyone started to arrive one after another. The other kids just stared at me as they saw me. One even whispered, “mom, is Josh wearing diapers?” Please, everyone could tell. We all went to the game room and after we started to play everyone seemed fine with the way I was and no one even mentioned my diapers again.

"Dinner's ready," someone called. We all scampered off to the dining room. The table was huge, and as always at these things there was ton of food. All us kids were shown our seats and sat there waiting for everyone to come to the table. There wasn’t enough room for everyone, so the younger kids ate at a couple of card tables in the kitchen just through the door. I hadn’t eaten there in years but this year that's where my seat was as mom took me over there. After I was seated mom returned and tied my bib around my neck. A couple of my cousins busted up in laughter, another was pointing.

"Look, Josh really looks like a baby now."

This wouldn’t have been so bad, except these kids were at least 6 years younger than I was. Well, I guess this is one Thanksgiving I’ll never forget. I made it through dinner and when I was all through Mom came over and wiped my face and untied my bib and let me go.

All us kids went back to the game room and again all seemed to pass as we got busy playing while the mom cleaned up the dinner mess. About an hour later Mom came in where we were playing and called me over to her. She proceeded to unbutton the side buttons of my overalls to check my diaper.

"Josh, why didn’t you tell me you were sooooo wet?"

"I don’t know. You were busy."

"That's no excuse Josh, your rash is never going to go away if you don’t let me know when your in need of a diaper change. Just stay here, young man, and I’ll be back!"

The next thing I remember is seeing mom coming in to the room with my diaper bag, spreading out the changing pad on the floor and calling me over. I was in such shock I could barely move. All the kids had stopped their activities to watch. Man, this couldn’t be happening. Mom then unsnapped the leg openings on the overalls and had me lie down and went about changing my diaper like I was a two year old all the while I was begging her not to at least not in front of all these kids.

"Josh, stop making such a fuss. Now you're acting like a two year old, behave yourself."

I couldn’t help it. I was so embarrassed and couldn’t control my crying.

"Josh, you're acting like a baby. Maybe I should leave you as one. I’ve told you a million times as long as you're in diapers you will be treated like a child in diapers no differently than when you were a baby."

She then removed my overalls and left me just in the long sleeved t shirt and my diapers. After she left I just sat on the couch and tried to disappear into my own world, none of the other kids said anything but they all took their turns looking at the big baby.

Before we headed for home mom came in and had me put on my sleeper as in was about 10 PM and we left for our dive home which took about an hour. As I went to sleep in the safety of my crib I knew my place in society had changed. None of my cousins viewed me as a teenager anymore. I was to all of them just a BABY.