Chapter 1

The night before his first day he was so nervous that he wet the bed. His mother was furious. "I just took the plastic cover off a few months ago." "But mom, it was an accident, I was nervous." He whined. "Lane, there's nothing to be nervous about, you've been going to school for four years now, so get used to it," she scolded as she removed the wet bedclothes. She then turned to him and began removing his clothes. Lane jumped back. "You know the drill, now get back over here." "But mom, I'm ten." Lane said. "Well, I'm your mother and I can take your clothes off if I want to. Now get over here!" Lane slowly walked back over and his mother resumed taking off his clothing. She then started wiping him off with a baby wipe. His mother always kept a tub of baby wipes on his dresser, even though he hated it. After she finished, she began dressing him. "You know, I should do this more often, don't you think?" Lane didn't answer.

Later at school his fears were confirmed. The bully named Scott teased and harassed him all day. Later that night Lane once again wet the bed and once again was undressed, cleaned up, and dressed for school. That day Scott took his lunch money and shoved him to the ground. Later he threatened Lane not to tell on him. Lane came home crying that day and his mother was there to greet him. She picked him up and laid him in her lap. "What's wrong, honey? You can tell me." Lane shook his head. "Are you doing this to get attention?" He didn't answer. "Okay, from now on I'm going to dress you. That way we can have some quality time together." They sat there until Lane stopped crying. She then carried him up to his room, something she had not done in a long time, and laid him on his bed. Lane was beginning to enjoy this. His mother began by removing his shoes then his socks. She stood him up and unbuttoned his pants she slid them down his legs, but before he could step out of them his mother grabbed his ankle and pulled his foot out of his pants. He almost fell but she caught him, she pulled his other foot out and took his shirt off.

What happened next surprised Lane his mother slipped off his underwear and picked him up and carried him on her hip to the bathroom. She set him up on the counter and started the water flowing. When it was warm enough she picked Lane up and set him in the water and began bathing him. "Hey this is fun!" Lane thought to himself. When his mom finished, she wrapped a big towel around him and carried him back to his room and laid him on the bed. Lane heard the familiar sound of his old plastic sheet under the covers. His mom dried every square inch of his body then she produced a bottle of baby powder. "Hey, what's that for?" Lane demanded. "It's so you'll smell fresh after I dress you." "But I thought that was only for babies." "Nope, in fact, this is the one I use after I take a shower, besides you'll always be my baby," she replied as she sprinkled the powder all over him and gently massaged it in. Lane was hooked. He didn't care how old he was, that felt so good. Next his mom slipped a pair of underwear over his feet, stood him up and slipped them into place. Next came his shirt, then his shorts. His mom picked him up and carried him downstairs for dinner.

That night went by quickly and Lane had forgotten about the bully until that night when his mother got him ready for bed. He lay awake for awhile thinking about how Scott took his money and shoved him. He finally fell asleep but had nightmares all night.

Lane awoke that morning in a soaked bed for the third night in a row. That morning went the same as the last two mornings, and Lane was soon dressed and off to school. He sulked in his seat the whole way to school. He was the last one off the bus and avoided other boys. He went straight to his class but found the door locked. He panicked and tried to hide but Scott found him first. "Hey wimp, get over here!" Lane ran as fast as he could but Scott sent two of his buddies to fetch him. They soon carried Lane back over to Scott. "Since you ran away from me, you'll have to be punished." As Scott raised his fist Lane started peeing his pants, he couldn't help it. The other boys noticed and laughed, "What a baby!" "What's going on here?" Lane's teacher demanded. "Lane peed his pants, Mrs. Johnson." Scott said. "Alright you three, go to class I'll take it from here."

Lane was so humiliated he could not get up or even stand. Mrs. Johnson carefully picked Lane up and carried him to the nurse’s office. She called Lane's mom, and she rushed over with a change of clothes. "What happened?" "Three boys found him sitting in a puddle of his own pee outside his classroom door," the nurse explained. "Lane what happened?" Lane didn't answer. "He's in no condition to attend school today." Lane's mom undressed him and cleaned him up with one of the nurses large flushable wipes. She then dressed him in clean clothes and led him out into the hall. They passed Scott and he stared at Lane. Then gave him the quiet sign. Lane almost peed his pants again. In the car Lane's mom asked him what was wrong, but Lane could not tell her.

When they got home, she carried him upstairs and laid him on his bed. She stripped him down to his underwear and covered him up. He laid there thinking about what happened that day and about having to go back the next day. He kept replaying getting carried back to Scott, Scott almost punching him, and him wetting himself. He was so deep in thought that he didn't notice that he wet himself again. Lane noticed that he was getting cold and looked down to see that he wet the bed while he was awake. He started to get up to tell his mom but couldn't. He didn't want her to know, but to his horror she walked into his room and saw the huge wet spot on his sheet. "What's going on, Lane? That's twice you've wet yourself today." "But mom, I couldn't help it," he cried. "I think I'd better make an appointment with the doctor." She left the room for a few minutes then came back, she pulled Lane's underwear off and carried him to the bathroom. This time the bath was ready, Lane was set into the water and bathed. The doctor said he could see you this afternoon so you can take a nap before we go. She once again carried Lane wrapped in a towel to his room, laid him on his bed and dried him off. But this time she left him naked on the towel, she folded the sides of the towel over his front and covered him up.

Chapter 2

When he woke up, the towel was soaked along with part of the bed. He pulled the soaked towel off himself and climbed out of bed. He walked out of his room in a daze, not really paying attention to the fact that he was naked. He found his mom in the living room, "Mommy, can you clean me up?" "Sure, honey," she said as she picked him up and carried him back to his room. She stood him up and began wiping him off with the baby wipes. Next she rubbed baby lotion all over his body, taking her time around his crotch, butt, and between his legs. She then sprinkled baby powder on her hands and massaged it in over the lotion. Lane was in heaven. His mom then put a pair of underwear over his ankles and slid them into place, then she put his feet into a pair of shorts and slipped them up over his underwear. She put a shirt on him and sat him on a dry part of the bed. She slipped a pair of socks over his feet and shoes over them and tied them. She carried her son downstairs and sat him in a chair in the kitchen.

After he ate his mom led him out to the car and buckled him into the front seat. The drive to the doctor's office was short as far a Lane was concerned. When they arrived, Lane's mother unbuckled him and carried him into the waiting room. He blushed because he didn't have to be carried. He was set into a chair and his mom went to check in. She walked back over, picked him up again, and carried him back into an examination room. She laid him on the table and stripped him down to his underwear. After a few minutes the doctor walked in, "So, how are we doing today?" He asked. "Not so good, he's been wetting the bed for the past few nights and has peed his pants twice today," his mom explained. "I see, okay, let's get started."

They went through the normal examination procedure and Lane blushed the whole time. But when the doctor wanted him to take his underwear off, he just froze. His mom finally walked over and slipped them off. Lane was humiliated, being naked in front of his mom was ok but being naked in front of stranger was more than he could handle. When the doctor started moving his dick and balls out of the way and feeling under them, he started to pee. He couldn't stop, but he was too humiliated. The doctor grabbed a towel off the counter and threw it over the boy's crotch. "This may be more serious than I thought." The doctor led Lane's mom out into his office to talk. Meanwhile, a nurse came in to clean up Lane. Lane just laid there as he was wiped down by a total stranger.

Chapter 3

When his mom's conference with the doctor was finished, she came back into the room. She then produced a Pampers size 6, lotion, and powder. "I thought you might need this, so I bought them while you were taking your nap. Lane tried to jump off the table but his mom held him down. "It's alright, it's for your protection." "I'm sorry, mommy. I couldn't help it. I'm not a baby, please don't put that on me. I won't do it again." Lane cried. "I know you couldn't help it, that's why you need this." His mom explained. "Now just lie still, and we can get this over with." "No mommy, I don't want to be a baby." Lane whined. "Why not, What's wrong with being a baby?" she asked as she began rubbing baby lotion on his diaper area. "Everyone will make fun of me," he replied. "Not if they don't know," She explained. "Now roll over."

Lane hesitantly rolled over and stared at the wall as she rubbed baby lotion on his bottom. "Besides, there's nothing wrong with wearing diapers. A lot of people wear diapers because they need them. And some people wear diapers because they like them," she added. "How many people, mommy?" He asked as his mom rubbed baby powder into his butt. "Quite a few," she answered. He rolled over and his mother rubbed baby powder in over the baby lotion. Next came the diaper. He was feeling more relaxed than before. He raised up and the diaper was slid underneath him, when he lowered his bottom onto the diaper a rush of feelings came over him. The diaper felt soft and pleasantly thick, but he felt that he was doing something wrong. His legs instinctively spread apart as soon as he lay on the diaper. Lane wasn't sure if he should accept it or jump off the table and run. But before he could decide his mom was picking him up and standing him up on the floor. She dressed her son and stuck his underwear into her purse. She picked him up and carried him out to the car.

On the way home he asked how long he would have to be in diapers. "Until you don't have anymore accidents," she replied. "That won't be long," he thought to himself. When they arrived home, Lane was allowed to walk into the house. He noticed that the diaper felt pretty good between his legs, maybe he could get used to this. He plopped down on the couch and watched cartoons. While he was watching he had to pee. He didn't want to get up and use the bathroom. So he just let go in the diaper. He was amazed at how easy it was, but got nervous when he couldn't stop. When he did stop, he inspected the diaper. It looked fine and felt dry on the inside. About an hour later he had to pee again; this time he let go right away. He figured he had better get changed. When he got up, he felt the full weight of the diaper and hoped it didn't leak. Lane found his mom in the kitchen making a snack. "Mommy I...uh," he stuttered. His mom looked at his shorts and knew exactly what he needed. "Okay baby," she said as she led him upstairs and laid him on his bed. "Why didn't you ask to use the bathroom?" "I don't know," he mumbled. "Honey, if you want to use diapers then that's fine with me." Lane was shocked at his mother's statement and didn't respond.

After he was changed, he was brought to the kitchen for a snack. During the snack Lane was offered a bottle. "NO, I'm not a baby!" he declared. "That's not the point, do you want it or not?" "No," he said. "Fine, suit yourself, but it's here anytime if you want it." He ate his snack, but his mind kept going back to the bottle. Later while walking through the house he felt the urge to pee so he let go on purpose, or at least he thought. But he didn't pay attention. When it was time bed, his mom changed him and tucked him into bed. That night he slept peacefully.

The next morning he woke up and checked his diaper. "Alright, I didn't wet the bed," he thought as he began stretching. He moaned and stretched some more, but then he noticed that he was wetting himself. He tried to stop but it was no use. It seemed like forever but he finally stopped. He lay there and cried himself back to sleep. His mom came in a while later to wake him up and found him in his usual pose, his thumb in his mouth and his other hand clutching his blanket. As she changed his diaper, she proposed, "I have an idea, honey, if you can keep your diaper dry for two straight days. You won't have to wear diapers during the day." "OK!" he said excitedly. "This will be easy," he thought. After being changed he ran downstairs for breakfast wearing only a t-shirt and a diaper. During breakfast he asked, "What about school?" "Oh, don't worry about that. Your principal gave you the rest of the week off."

Later when he was watching T.V. he felt the urge to pee. "Mommy I have to go pee." "Okay, baby," she said as she led him to the bathroom. Lane was walking so fast that he didn't notice his diaper becoming heavier. When they reached the bathroom Lane's mom turned to him and checked his diaper. "Are you sure you have to pee, baby?" He suddenly noticed the weight in his diaper, "I'm sorry, mommy, I couldn't help it," he said as he started to cry. "It's alright baby, there's nothing wrong with that." She picked him up, carried him into the living room, and held him in her lap on the couch. Then after a few minutes she had an idea, she got up and went into the kitchen for a few minutes.

She returned a few moments later with a baby bottle of formula. She laid her son back on her lap, waited a minute and gently stuck the bottle in his mouth. He instinctively began sucking on the bottle. Lane really didn't care that he was sucking on a bottle, but after awhile he felt better. He relaxed and stopped crying. He soon felt so relaxed it caused him to begin pooping, the poop stopped when it reached the diaper. "Oh, who cares," Lane thought and pushed it the rest of the way out. "It smells like my baby needs his diaper changed," his mom stated. "You're not mad at me, are you mommy?" Lane asked nervously. "No, of course not, baby," she said as she got up with him in her arms.

By the time they reached his room Lane had finished his bottle. His mom laid him on the table and gently pulled the nipple from his mouth. She then produced a pacifier on a ribbon, she pinned the end of the ribbon to his shirt but didn't put it in his mouth. Instead she left it lying on his chest. She changed his diaper and noticed that he had put the pacifier in his mouth. She picked him up, stood him on the floor and gave him a pat on the butt. "Now go play," she instructed.

Lane waddled downstairs and played on the computer. He decided to look up some sites on the internet. He typed in "diapers" and pressed enter. He was surprised when hundreds of sites popped up. He especially liked Deeker’s Diaper Page, Leif's TB and PTB Home Page, teenbaby.com, DPF.com, and he applied to TbyBoy. About halfway through his mom took his pacifier out of his mouth and replaced it with a bottle. "Thanks, mommy," he replied. He was so mesmerized by the web sites that he ended up sucking on an empty bottle for over an hour until he noticed and replaced it with his pacifier.

After he had been on the computer for four and a half hours his mom came in. "Okay baby it's time for bed," she said. She picked him up and carried him upstairs to his room. He was laid on his dresser which had been cleared off to serve as a changing table. She untaped his diaper and pulled it from under him. "My, you absolutely soaked this. I hope you didn't leak on the chair." "I don't remember peeing, mommy," he stated. "Well, the way you were staring at that screen I'm surprised you didn't mess yourself, too." His mom replied as she removed his shirt. She picked him up and carried him into the bathroom. She sat him on the toilet and began the water running. After a minute Lane felt funny, he looked down and saw that he was peeing into the toilet! And he hadn't even realized it!

When the water reached the right temperature his mom picked him up and set him in the tub. She washed him, picked him up out of the tub and carried him back to his dresser. She dried him off and once again rubbed baby lotion and baby powder all over his body. He raised his bottom as his mom slid a fresh diaper under it. He lay there sucking his thumb while his mom sprinkled more powder on his crotch. She tapped the diaper around his waist, picked him up and laid him in his bed. She left briefly and returned shortly with a bottle of warm formula. Lane sucked on the bottle all night long.

Chapter 4

When he woke up the next morning and found an empty bottle in his mouth. He immediately took it out and tossed it on the floor. He barely remembered the events of last night but certainly did not remember sucking on a bottle. He started to get up but felt his soaked diaper. He fell back onto his bed, "What's happening to me?" he thought long and hard about it. His thumb slipped into his mouth without him noticing, he just lay there trying to figure what was going on. His mom walked into the room in the middle of this. "How's my widdle baby doing?" Lane tried to respond but his thumb stopped him. He yanked his thumb out of his mouth. "Oh, don't be shy," his mother teased.

She hoisted him onto the dresser and changed him into a fresh diaper. "Why do I have to wear a diaper during the day?" he asked. "Don't you remember our little agreement? You will year diaper all the time until you can keep them dry for two straight days." she reminded him as she slipped the shirt with the pacifier pinned to it down over his head. She picked him up and carried him downstairs. On the way down Lane asked, "What about pants?" "Oh, I'm pretty sure I'll be changing you soon and that just makes it easier," she stated bluntly. She took him into the kitchen, sat him in a chair, and gave him his breakfast. Lane noticed that a bottle came with it instead of a glass.

When he finished his mom sent him to the living room with his bottle. He just sat on the couch looking at the bottle and wondering why his mom gave it to him. Eventually he decided to try it. He stuck the nipple in his mouth and started sucking. He was surprised at how good he was at it and at how good it made him feel. He decided that he liked bottles. When he finished the bottle, he took it out of his mouth and set it on the couch beside him. He soon got really into the show he was watching, his thumb found its way into his mouth. His mom came to check on him a little while later. When she saw his thumb in his mouth she walked over, pulled it out and replaced it with his pacifier. “You shouldn't suck on your thumb, it's dirty and you could get sick.” Lane was in shock. He didn't even know he had his thumb in his mouth. "I'm sorry, mommy," he said, "What? Did I say 'mommy'? I haven't said that in four years!" he thought in horror. He surprised himself again when he put the pacifier back in his mouth automatically and sucked on it. His mom then stuck her finger into the crotch of his diaper to see if he was wet. "Okay baby, let's get your diaper changed," she said as she picked him up. Lane didn't remember having to pee or wetting his diaper. "What's happening to me?" He worried as his mom laid him on his dresser. She untaped the diaper and pulled it from under him. "My, you soaked yourself today," she remarked. When she produced a fresh diaper Lane's butt seemed to raise itself almost automatically. After he was changed, his mom proceeded to dress him right there on the dresser. She put him in a clean shirt, shorts, socks and shoes. She also pinned the pacifier onto his shirt and gently pushed the nipple back into his mouth.

She carried him to the car and buckled him into the seat. They drove to a department store and his mom led him in by the hand. They went straight to the baby department and picked up plenty of diapering supplies. She then grabbed several large packs of cloth diapers and a six-pack of extra-large plastic pants. Lane suddenly realized that he was going to be in diapers for a long time. Just then he noticed warmth between his legs. Now he knew why he was going to be in diapers for a long time. They left the baby department and headed for the boy’s department. He kept seeing people look at him and snicker and some kids giggled when they saw him. "What's wrong with them?" he thought. Then it dawned on him, "THE PACIFIER!" He quickly removed it from his mouth and stuck it in his shirt pocket.

As he followed his mom picking out clothes for him, he started feeling uneasy and nervous for no reason. He didn't pay much attention to his mother oohing and aahing over cute clothing. He put his thumb in his mouth and immediately felt better. He then realized that he needed his pacifier. He started, but couldn't bring himself to put it in. After awhile he couldn't take it anymore and stuck it back in his mouth. He once again felt his diaper become warm between his legs. He walked a few more steps and felt poop coming out. "OH NO!" he tried to hold it, but his bowels just let go. "Mommy I need a new diaper," Lane announced sheepishly. "Okay baby," his mom said as she led him to the bathrooms. They dropped off the cart and headed straight for the women's bathroom.

He was a little embarrassed at going into the women's bathroom but not as embarrassed as when his mom laid him down and removed his shorts. While she was changing Lane, a woman came up and asked, "Why is he still in diapers?" "Well he has developed a little problem and these help take care of it," his mom replied. "Oh, I see," the lady said and left. She pulled the diaper up between his legs and tapped it snugly in place. Lane's shorts were pulled back up and he was led out of the restroom. They returned to the boy’s department and picked up some clothing. "These will do good, once I alter them," his mom said "But mommy they’re too big," Lane replied. "Don't worry baby, they're fine." Lane and his mom went from there to the food department and bought a bunch of baby food. They then checked out and went home.

As soon as they got home Lane's mom pulled his shorts off him and checked his diaper. "Not too wet," she commented. Lane helped his mom unpack the stuff they bought. By the time they finished Lane's diaper was sagging pretty badly. "Okay baby, let's get you changed." With that she picked up Lane and carried him to his room. She laid him on his dresser on a brand new changing pad. She changed his diaper then put him into a pair of red sleepers they bought. "Time for a nap, baby, you must be exhausted." She then tucked him into bed and left the room.

Lane woke up a couple of hours later to his mom changing him. He had messed his diaper while he slept so his change took longer. This time his mother changed him into two freshly washed cloth diapers. A pair of semi-transparent plastic pants were slid up over the diapers. He was put back into his sleeper and stood up on the floor.

Later his friend Bobby called, "Hey can I come over?" "Sure, let me ask my mom," Lane replied completely forgetting about his babyish behavior. He toddled into the kitchen where his mom was. "Can Bobby come over?" "It's fine with me," his mom said. Lane went back over to the phone and told Bobby to come over. As Lane hung up the phone, he felt his legs getting warm. "Oh no! My diaper!" he thought and ran to his room. He took off his sleeper to examine his diaper. He decided to have his mom change him. "But I just changed you an hour ago," she replied. "Yeah, but Bobby is coming over," he said as his mom checked him. "You're not very wet. Those diapers will last for a couple hours. Just let me know if you really need a change, otherwise I'll have to check you myself. Lane ran to his room and put normal clothes over his diapers. He was glad he was wearing quiet plastic pants. He looked at himself in the mirror. He could see a bulge in his baggy pants, but not much. While looking at himself in the mirror, he saw that he was sucking on his pacifier. He couldn't believe that he didn't notice it earlier. He took it out and shoved it in his pocket. As he left his room, he was met by Bobby coming up the hall. "Just in time," Lane thought to himself. "Hey Laney boy," Bobby joked. They both walked back into the living room. They watched got on the internet and looked up some Pokemon sites. Lane felt himself flooding his diaper, "I gotta go to the bathroom." "Smells like you already did," Bobby laughed. "Very funny," Lane snapped nervously. He found his mom and told her he needed to be changed. She took him to her room and laid him on her bed. He stuck the pacifier in his mouth and sighed in relief. It felt like he had gone forever without it. He was diapered and dressed, he jumped off the bed still sucking his pacifier. He almost got to the computer before he realized it, he stuck it back in his pocket and sat back down beside Bobby. After an hour they got tired of the computer and went up to Lane's room, Lane was relieved when he saw that none of his diaper supplies were laying out. They bummed around in his room until Bobby suggested they play Nintendo. In the middle of the game Bobby rolled onto his side and let out a loud fart. "Bet you can't do better than that," Bobby claimed. Lane then paused the game and rolled onto his side, and attempted to top Bobby. But instead of farting he pooped into his diaper and as usual soaked his diaper as well. He sat there red-faced for a minute. "Don't strain yourself," Bobby remarked. "Oh no!" Bobby said sniffing the air. "I'm going to have to borrow some of your underwear," Bobby said as he walked over to Lane's dresser. He opened up his underwear drawer, but found diapers and plastic pants. "Hey what's this?" Bobby said holding up a diaper then some plastic pants. He checked himself and sniffed the air then asked Lane if he was wearing diapers. Lane couldn't help but cry. "Hey it's alright, I don't mind," Bobby comforted. Bobby put his arm around Lane. He cried into Bobby's shoulder and sucked on his thumb. After awhile Lane stopped crying and Bobby asked if he could see Lane's diapers. "Only if you promise not to laugh," Lane demanded. "Hey, I haven't laughed yet, have I?" Bobby replied. Lane stood up, slowly took his pants off and stood there modeling his diapers. He held his shirt up and turned around. "Hey, you're cute," Bobby said with a big smile on his face. Bobby went over and examined his diapers more closely. "You need to be changed bad. I'll go get your mom," he said as he exited the room. Bobby found Lane's mom in the living room. "Lane needs his diaper changed." Bobby said bluntly. "Oh, did he tell you already?" "Well I kinda found out on accident," Bobby explained as they made their way back to Lane's room. Lane was already up on his dresser so his mom began changing him right away while Bobby sat on the bed and watched. When they were finished Lane jumped down off the dresser. "Maybe I could change you sometime, that looked like fun," Bobby remarked. "That would be fine with me, I'll show you next time I change him," Lane's mom replied. "Hey, let me show you some of the diaper sites I found," Lane said as he toddled into the living room. Lane showed Bobby his favorite sites and they looked up some new sites as well. Every now and then Bobby would stick his finger under Lane's plastic pants to see if he was wet. Lane didn't seem to mind. When Lane was finally wet enough Bobby went and got Lane's mom and they all went up to Lane's room. Lane wasn't quite sure what to think of all the attention he was getting from his mom and best friend. Lane's mom carefully showed Bobby how to properly change Lane's diaper. Lane was put into three diapers and then dressed in his red sleepers.

"It's almost Lane's bedtime, so you two can stay up here," Lane's mom said. "Hey, are you going to spend the night?" Lane asked Bobby. "I can call my mom and ask," Bobby replied. "OK." They ran downstairs and Bobby called his mom. "She said yes!" Bobby exclaimed. He and Lane went back up to Lane's room and Lane jumped in bed. Bobby sat on the bed next to Lane and They talked for awhile. Bobby left the room for a few minutes, then returned with a bottle of warm formula. He offered the bottle to Lane. Lane blushed as he accepted it. Bobby held the bottle while Lane sucked on it. When Lane was finished Bobby pulled the bottle out of Lane's mouth and pushed his pacifier between his lips. Bobby then lay down next to Lane and waited for him to fall asleep. After Lane quickly fell asleep, Bobby carefully got out of bed and went downstairs. "Lane's sleeping now." Bobby reported to Lane's mom. "Well that's good. Would you like to watch T.V. until it's time for you to go to bed?" she offered. "Sure." Bobby sat on the couch and watched T.V. for an hour and a half before it was announced he should start getting ready for bed. He found Lane sleeping peacefully, clutching his baby blanket and sucking his pacifier. Bobby was careful not to wake Lane up as he climbed into bed.