There's nothing more awful to a little kid than a friend of your mom's having a bunch of kids you don't like. But there I was and what was I going to do about it. How could I know that everything in my whole life would change.

I should go back a little bit. I was your everyday sort of boy. Nine years old. I like to play outside and go hiking. I guess I was sort of a loner, but not some kind of weird kid. Anyway, my dad worked most Saturdays and my mom had a church thing to go to and they needed someplace for me to spend the day one weekend and I was bundled up and dropped off at one of my mom's friends houses. Fran had two kids, Holly was my age, but she was a girl. Tom was only six. I hated them. I guess I hated them because I HAD to play with them when Fran was over or my mom was over Fran's house.

Anyway, I was stuck there for the day and I went up to play. Holly and Tom lived in a pretty old house and it was really neat. There were three rooms upstairs, one for each of them and a playroom with a big closet. Their mom's room was downstairs, so the upstairs was kid country. Both of them were there playing with superhero dolls. I tried to be sort of mean, but I didn't have everything else to do so I started to play with them.

I guess it was almost at lunch when I made my big discovery. We had stopped playing with superheroes and had gone to sit in their secret hideaway. It was a really cool place. It was a walk-in closet that was filled with things. There were boxes against the walls and a bunch of pillows were stacked up to provide a place to sit.

We sat in there and talked. We turned off the lights and started to tell stories by a flashlight. I heard a poop sound and smelt the fart that someone had let. "Who let the fart? P.U." I asked. "Whoever smelt it dealt it" Holly said back. "I didn't do it" Tom said in a stupid babyish way. He was so dumb. You didn't just say you didn't do it and I told him so.

I guess he was hurt. But I was older and I didn't think I should be playing with a six year old anyway. He shot back "yeah, you're dumb too." "Oooh..." Holly said in a mocking tone. "You're such a baby. You can't even talk right." Tom sat and looked mad and couldn't think of what to say. The fart was a really smelly one and the whole closet was getting stinky. Then he up with a pouty face "I'm not a baby and it's not a fart anyway. Holly..." "TOM!" she yelled. "...did it in her pants."

There was a stunned silence. Then Holly started to cry and then hit her brother in the nose. Then he started to cry. The closet still smelled bad. I didn't know what to do. They were sitting there crying. I was just embarrassed and thought maybe I was right after all that I didn't want to play with them. Finally I had to do something.

"Are you ok?" I asked Tom. He sniveled "yeah, it hurts, but it's ok." Holly whispered "I'm sorry."

"Did you really?" I asked her. "Yeah," she said sheepishly. "But Tom does it too" she added in a louder voice. "I just didn't want you to know I still did it."

"What do you mean you still do it. It was an accident right? You're sick or something?" "Yeah, I don't feel good" she said.

"Tell the truth." Tom said, whiping the tears off his face. "Tom! Just shut up." she shot back. He looked her "If you don't tell, I will. I'm not ashamed."

"OK." she said. "This is how it is. We have this game we play and we were playing it and I didn't know you were coming over and I didn't want to change because then you'd know and I forgot to go and then I didn't think you'd know and it's really fun you should try it."

I didn't really understand what she was saying. Tom said "We were playing diaper and she forgot that you didn't know about it."

"Playing diaper?" I asked.

She looked like she was going to cry again. "You think we're weird and then you won't play with us." "No," I lied. I didn't think I was ever going to play with them again. "I just want to know what's going on."

"Well. We have this game we play. We just wear diapers and then we use them. You can play too if you want."

"You just want me to think you like it because you had an accident."

"No, it's true," Tom said. "She's wearing a diaper. Check."

She sat up and turned her back to me and pulled down the top of her pants a little bit. There it was. A white plastic diaper. I could smell it too. I was stunned. "You go in your pants ON PURPOSE? That's weird."

"It's not that weird. We both like it." she said. "You do this too?" I asked Tom. "You got diapers on?" "No," he said. "Not now. But somtimes if I want to I wear them."

"That's weird." I said again. This was really making me squirm. I didn't know what to say. Finally I figured a way out of this. "It smells bad. Go get out of those."

She got up and opened the door and went into her room and closed the door. I looked at Tom. "I don't want to hear about it again. I want to play NORMAL games."

When his sister came out again she didn't say anything. She must have been too embarrassed. I noticed she wasn't wearing them again. We ate lunch and watched TV in the afternoon until my mom picked me up again.

That night I told her I didn't want to go and play with them again. She said that was too bad. She and dad had won a trip to California and I was going to have to spend a week with them for February vacation. That was only two weeks from now! The next week they came over and they just watched TV while I played outside. I checked when they were coming in and neither of them was wearing a diaper or at least not that I could see.

Friday

I really didn't want to stay with them. I just felt all squirmy and uncomfortable when I thought about it. I didn't remember what it was like, but it was gross to go in your pants and it smelled bad. Finally the time came tho and my mom packed up clothes in a gym bag and I took a few of my favorite toys and I was dropped off at Holly and Tom's house again. Their mom Fran brought my things into Tom's room and told me I would sleep in bed with him.

We all played with legos but things weren't right. They talked to each other in whispers and I didn't talk to them at all. It was later that day that I got a chance to be alone in "my" room while they watched TV. I started to look around. I found his underpants, socks and tee shirts in a bureau. In his closet I found a bunch of toys and next to his GI Joe stuff, there was a package of diapers. It was open and about half full. I guessed they were still "playing."

That night their mom Fran got us ready for bed. I went into the bathroom to change into my pajamas and when I got back in the bedroom Tom was already in his PJs. I got into bed and when Tom was getting in I noticed he was wearing a diaper under his PJs. They were dark blue with spiderman on them, but I could see the bulge and hear the crinkle. I didn't say anything. His mom kissed us both goodnight, turned out the light and shut the door.

"I can't believe you're wearing that." I said. "I have to." he said back. "I wet the bed. Your mom was going to have a talk with you about it, but I told my mom I already told you. If I don't wear it, I'll pee on you." This was getting really gross. I turned over and tried to go to sleep.

Saturday

The next morning, I woke up. I was feeling bad. I didn't want to be mean to Tom and I had to get along with them for the week. "Tom" I whispered. "Are you awake?" He turned towards me. "Yeah." "I'm sorry. If you have to wear a diaper that's ok. I'm sorry if I was mean. Let's be friends again." "Really?" he said. "Really. It's weird, but it's ok." He got out of bed. "Let's go watch cartoons."

I went to the bathroom to pee. He walked over to the playroom across the hall. I could hear his mom downstairs cleaning the house or something. I walked in and he was sitting in front of the TV watching Bugs bunny cartoons. "Aren't you going to take it off?" I asked. "It's dry." he said. "Oh." I said and sat down. About half an hour later, his mom called upstairs for us to come down and eat breakfast. We went down and Holly came down a few minutes later in a long nightshirt. We had some cereal and then their mom told us to get clothes on and we'd could go out and play.

We all ran up the stairs. I ran in to get changed. Tom stopped his sister in the hall. I could hear him tell his sister "He says it's ok and he wants to be friends again."

He ran in and pulled off his PJ shirt. I was already pulling on my pants. Then he pulled down his pajama pants and stood in front of me in just a diaper. I just sort of stood and stared at him. "You said it was ok." He said. "You knew I was wearing one." Then he pulled back the tapes and pulled it off. I didn't want to be rude, but I kept looking at it. I could see it was bunched up and dark yellow in the middle. "You liar! You peed in it!" "I didn't lie. I woke up dry. I went in it when we were watching cartoons. I didn't want to miss any," he shrugged. Still naked, he rolled it up and taped it shut and walked across the hall. I finished getting dressed and I could hear him wash himself up. He came in and got dressed. With underpants this time.

We went out and played in the snow for a while. We sleded and threw a few snowballs at each other. Tom was pretty normal, but Holly was still acting weird towards me. I had a good time tho. It wasn't that cold and the snow was all melty and our snowsuits got soaked. We came in and their mom told us to hang up our suits and then go upstairs and change into something dry and she'd bring up some hot chocolate.

We ran upstairs. Holly ran into her room and we went into ours. I was thinking of it as ours now, and we skinned off our clothes. I started to get dressed in regular dry clothes. But he had other ideas. He went into his closet and came out with a diaper in his hand. As I stood silent watching him, he pulled it open and taped it into place. Then he put on a tee shirt and walked into the playroom. I stood stunned for a second and then followed him. He had turned the TV on and was playing with legos on the floor.

His sister came in and acted like nothing was out of the ordinary. She was wearing real clothes tho, a skirt and a sweater. Their mom came up with hot chocolate a few moments later and just passed the mugs out. She didn't say anything about Tom playing with nothing but a diaper on. "Careful not to burn your tongues" she said and went back downstairs. Like nothing was not normal. I felt pretty weird tho and I think I was blushing. Holly was still real quiet and not acting normal. She just watched the TV and didn't say anything.

We sipped and Holly and I watched TV as Tom played with the legos. He was building a house or something. I finished my hot coco and the Three Stooges ended and Gilligan's Island began. I noticed that Tom was beginning to squirm on the floor. I kept sneaking glances at him. I just couldn't take my eyes off of him sitting there in just a diaper like he was a little baby. He kept squirming. Then he got a funny look on his face and settled down. He caught me looking at him and smiled. "I had an accident" he giggled and returned to his construction.

Holly was sitting on the other side of the couch. She looked at me "is it really ok? You don't mind if we play diapers in front of you?"

I shrugged and just felt plain embarrassed. "I guess not. I still think it's pretty weird, but if you like to it's ok." "That's great," she said. "We really like you and thought you wouldn't be our friend anymore."

I shrugged again and went back to watching TV. Holly interrupted again "Really? It's ok?" "Yeah." I said probably a little coldly. "It's ok." I didn't like being bugged about it and something else was on my mind. We sat in silence watching TV for a while more before I finally got up the guts to ask what had been bothering me.

"What's it feel like?" I said.

Tom came right over. "It's so neat. It's so warm when you wet. And you can do it anywhere and you don't have to get up at night." "And the dipee feels so nice when it's on. It's so snuggly" his sister kicked in. "And it just feels so nice and special" Tom went on. Both of them were really excited to get this off of their chests. I don't think they had ever told anyone else. "And you can just hold it and it feels special. Then you let go and it spreads and it's so warm and squishy." his sister went on, "and the diapers are so neat. There are all kinds and they all feel different when you wear them and different when you GO." I must have been turning really really red because they started to laugh at me.

"Tim wants to try one on" she teased. "No. I. Don't." I said firmly. They giggled like they were in on some special joke that I wasn't. And I guess they were.

"I'm going to go change" Holly said and ran off into her room. She came back in the same clothes she had been wearing. She pulled up her skirt quickly and flashed her diaper. Tom ran over and she tackled him onto the couch and they wrestled, him in nothing but his diaper and tee shirt and her with her skirt riding up and showing her pamper. Finally they finished and just sat there and giggled uncontrollably.

I just kept watching them. I must have turned ten shades of purple. Holly went over to the door of the closet hideaway and motioned for us to go on in. Tom bounced in. I walked over and she shut the door behind me. This time they didn't turn on a flashlight and the only light was what was coming in through the door. I sat down next to Tom against one wall. Holly sat against the other. Everybody was quiet for a minute.

"You can wear one if you want Tim," Holly said. "Mine will fit you and some of them are for girls and boys. "It is neat." Tom said.

"I dunno. I don't think so. I just wanted to know what it was like. I don't think I get it, but that's ok." We kept talking and they told me about how afraid they were I would tell everyone or never talk to them the. I confessed I thought of it, but that they were nice kids other than that. Finally Holly stood up and told us to be really quiet. We shut up and she stood with her hands on her hips like wonder woman. I knew what she was doing, but I gasped when I heard the hissing of her peeing in her diaper. Finally she finished sighed and sat down. It was still really quiet and I could hear her squish. I could smell the pee a little bit from them, plus the smell of their diapers.

Before dinner they changed their diapers and Tom put on clothes. But he still had a diaper under them. We got pizza for dinner and it was really good. After dinner we stayed up and watched a James Bond movie on TV. We got into bed and talked a little about stuff before trying to go to sleep. While we were whispering, the door creaked open and his sister came sneaking in. "I can't stay, but these are for you Tim." She left two diapers at the foot of the bed and then put her finger to her lips to indicate quiet and went back to her own room.

"I don't need those." I said after she had left. Tom grinned at me. "I won't tell if you want to try one." "NO." I said and turned over. I tried to get to sleep, but I couldn't. Finally I sat right upright and said "OK. I give up. If you tell anyone I'll beat the hell out of you and I'm two years older than you so I can do it." I got up and skinned off my PJ pants and picked up the diaper. Tom was watching me grinning. I started to undo it and tried to figure out how it went. He slinked out of bed and took it from me and undid it and put it up to his crotch and said "it goes like this, then you put up the tapes." I nodded and did as he said. Then I whipped my pants back on and got back into bed.

I was panting with nervousness. It felt neat. It was thick and I couldn't close my legs all the way. I laid on my back with my legs spread and just lay there. Tom was resting his head on his arm and was looking at me with a knowing look. He sat up and got out of bed and went to the bathroom. I didn't know what he was doing until he came back with a glass of water. "Here" he said. "You want to use it right?" I turned red, but I drank it down. I then lay there. As I waited for the water to go through me I got tireder and tireder. Tom fell asleep beside me. I waited still and I even pushed a little, but I didn't have to go. Finally I fell asleep.