By all outward appearances David Carpenter appeared to be a happy and well adjusted 12 year-old. It was therefore very confusing to his parents, Edward and Sonia, when he suddenly began wetting the bed. At first these nighttime accidents were few and far between, once every two or three weeks. But then they began to happen more often with less time in between. Soon David was wetting the bed at least once a week. His parents decided to take their only child into the doctor for a checkup to see if there was anything wrong with their young son or if there was any type of medication available to help him with his “accidents”. Doctor Harris ran a series of tests and told David and his parents that it takes approximately two weeks to get the results of all the tests back. They set up an appointment to come back in two weeks. In the meantime David’s accidents became even more regular, he was now wetting the bed every 2 or 3 nights.

On the day of their appointment to review the results of David’s tests, Monday, Sonia picked David up from school and they met Edward at Doctor Harris’ office. Unbeknownst to his parents David was secretly hoping that Doctor Harris would recommend diapers to make life easier for everyone involved. He had even practiced in his mind how he would complain and protest over having to wear diapers again. He didn’t want his mother and father thinking that he was some sort of weird-o that would enjoy wearing diapers. Doctor Harris broke the news that the tests didn’t show anything wrong with David. Edward and Sonia were a little shocked and very confused; David played along and acted shocked as well. The doctor went on to explain that sometimes when young people are entering into puberty that the different parts of their bodies don’t always mature at the same rate and that this can sometimes cause nighttime wetting. The doctor talked a little more and Edward and Sonia asked a few questions as well. Doctor Harris then said that he would like to talk to Edward and Sonia alone and asked David if he could wait for them in the waiting room. As he left the doctor’s office and returned to the waiting room, David wondered if Doctor Harris might possibly suggest the use of diapers to his parents.

When they were alone, Doctor Harris said that there were a couple of other things that might be causing David’s recent nighttime accidents. He first of all mentioned that stress could cause bed-wetting. Both Edward and Sonia said that they were not aware of any problems with David and they didn’t think he was having any problems at school with any of his teachers or fellow students. Doctor Harris mentioned how that a young boy entering puberty might not want to tell his parents about his problems, that he may want to be a “man” and handle his problems himself.

Doctor Harris then took a long pause and slowly said: “There is something else that may be causing your son’s bed-wetting.” Edward and Sonia were very attentive as the doctor struggled to find the right words to use. He continued on: “There are some people who ahhh enjoy wearing diapers and being treated like a baby.”

Edward and Sonia were in shock! “Wh-What do you mean?” Edward asked in complete puzzlement.

Doctor Harris answered: “Well there are people who feel safe and secure in a diaper. I guess they want to go back to the carefree time of when they were young children or even babies when there weren’t any demands placed on them and they didn’t have to worry about disappointing anybody. Quite often this becomes manifest right at the onset of adolescence when young ones don’t know what to expect from their body and they just want things to stay the same. I guess it can be kind of an ‘Afraid to grow up’ syndrome.“

Edward and his wife were still in a complete state of shock. They were hearing the doctor’s words but they weren’t sinking in. Again Edward struggled and managed to ask: “Wh-What can we do about that?”

Doctor Harris replied: “Well first of all try to determine if David has any type of secret diaper desires. Look on the computer under the history of web sites visited and see if your son has been visiting any web sites that might deal with diapers and diaper wearing.” The doctor concluded that if David was interested in wearing a diaper, that it was not the end of the world and there were plenty of other things that were far worse.

Edward and Sonia thanked the doctor for all of his help as they left his office. They retrieved David from the waiting room and drove home. It was a long silent ride home. David was wondering what the doctor had told his parents and Edward and Sonia were trying to absorb what the doctor had told them about the possibility that their son might have a secret diaper fantasy.

As soon as they got home, Edward went to David’s room and turned on his computer and looked at the history of the web sites that his son had been visiting. Sure enough, just as Doctor Harris had said, there was a long list of diaper related web sites in the history folder. Edward flew into a rage, he turned off the computer and unplugged everything and proceeded to take the computer out of David’s room. When David asked what was going on, his father had to fight hard to restrain himself from cussing out his young son, although a few curse words did slip out. “You God D-D-Damn pervert!” his father said, “you’ve been wetting your bed and ruining your pajamas and the sheets and the blankets and the mattress just because you want to wear a God Damn diaper and act like a stinking baby. And we just spent hundreds of dollars on you, having you tested because we thought there was something wrong with you physically, only to find out that the only thing wrong with you is that you’re a doggone freakin’ PERVERT!”

David was crushed! His father’s anger cut him to the bone. Why hadn’t he erased the history file on his computer? And why did he have these stupid feelings and desires to wear a diaper any way? He didn’t want these desires and swore to himself that he would never again think about diapers. He was already in tears when his father told him that he would be grounded for a month, maybe longer. But he didn’t care about that, after all, he deserved to be punished, and he didn’t care if he was ever allowed to leave his bedroom again for the rest of his life.