Mpongo Park - Diary of a diapered camper and his friend.

Author: Coodie

This article is a work of fiction. No characters in this story are related to any persons living or dead. This story contains infantilism and regression. Although minors are used, this story does not contain child pornography. This story may be distributed freely, but may not be sold or published unless the autor has given written consent.

The Characters.

Mark - Me, 13 years old Craig - My best friend and neighbour - 13 years old Curt - A bully at the camp - 17 years old Russel - Curts friend - 17 years old Cindy - Craigs older sister - 16 years old. Mpongo Park - African game camp where we were staying for a section of the summer holidays

Part 1 - The Camp

It was mid morning and the tempreture was warm. I had been on the camp now for nearly a week. It was Saturday, and we were free to do what we liked. The camp I was at was divided into different divisions and I was in the first division, the youngest division, being 13. The ages ranged from 13 to 17 and each division had their own dormatory. All the other boys had gone swimming at the lake about 5 km's away.I had not gone as I was feeling a little bit sick earlier on. I was feeling fine now, and I had the place to myself, or so I thought.

When we had first got to camp, my best friend, Craig and I had been playing football outside, and two of the older boys had taken the ball. Seeing as no-one was here I decided to go and re-claim my ball from the dorm.

I quietly opened the door, and peaked inside. The dorm was divided into three rooms. I went into the first room. There was my ball up on the dresser. I just as I was about to take it, I heard noises coming from the passage. I left the ball and hid behind the curtain. I was just in time, because as soon as I was in place, the door opened and two boys walked in. It was the two guys who had stolen my ball ! They were both from the third division and were about 16 years old. They both came in and sat down on the bed. I kept very still hoping that they wouldn't see the bulge in the curtain. They started talking, and I learned that their names were Curt and Russel. Then they started to get undressed. When they were both undressed they started playing with their dicks. I was uncomfertable and tried to shift my position. I lost my balance and tumbled foward. Curt and Russel immediatly jumped up, pulling up their pants. "What are you doing in here", Curt shouted at me. "I was just getting my ball", I said meekly. I tried to make a dash for the door, but Russel grabbed me and pinned me down to the bed. I struggled, but he was just to strong for me. "Go and get my 'special case' ", Russel ordred Curt and he left the room. "Now we'll show sniveling little kids who steal our stuff what we do to them." I started to cry at this prospect, but was immediatly told to shut up. Curt returned with a medium sized brown suitcase and placed it on the other bed. Russel stood up, locked the door and went over to the case. There was no escape now. Curt spoke quietly to Russel so that I couldn't hear what they were saying and Russel nodded in agreement. As Russel was opening the case, I noticed that Curt was busy putting film in his instamatic camera. Russel, pulled something out of the case and held it up for me to see. "Now I'm gonna make sure you don't tell anyone what we were doing in here", he said. In his hand was a pair of white plastic pants. I was speechless. He then proceeded to pull out a cloth diaper, a couple of pins and a pacifier. While I was distracted, Curt came over and taped my mouth with duct tape, so that I could give no argument. I tried to scream, but all that came out were muffled crys. Russel came over and started to undress me. I was embarresed, not only at being seen naked, but also cause I was wearing my "Thomass the tank engine" undies, which I thought were really babyish. When I was completely naked, Russel went over to collect the things from the other bed. In the mean time, Curt sat over me. He took my little penus in his two fingers and started to tug on it. It felt wierd and after a few seconds, it started to get hard. I couldn't understand why it did this, as I knew very little about sex, but I was embarresed all the same. Russel took the diaper and folded it and then lifted my legs up and placed it under my bottom. He pulled the sides up and pinned it tight. He then stood me up and made me step into the plastic pants. Curt then ripped of the duct tape and stuck the pacifier in my mouth. I was to embarresed to say anything and just hung my head in shame. "Smile for the camera", said Curt as there was a flash of light, followed by several more. "Now if you tell anyone, we're going to show these pictures to everyone !", threatened Russel. He put me pants over my diapers and put back on my shirt and shoes. "That diapers is to stay on till I take it off. You are to come back here tonight at 11:30 when everyone is asleep. If that diaper has been tampered with, everyone sees the pictures !", Curt told me and pushed me out the door.

I left the 1st division dormatory and back to my own. As I sat down on my bed the door opened and in walked Craig, my room mate. "How're you feeling ?", he asked and I told him that I was much better. Craig was also thirteen and we did everything together. He was the same height as me although he was built a bit bigger. He came over to my bed and put his arm around my neck and started to rub my head with his knuckle. I also grabbed him around the neck and tried to stop him. We fell on the bed and started wrestling. I don't know why, but always enjoyed wrestling with Craig. I liked grabbing him and the smell of his body. I didn't know why, except that it sometimes made my dick hard. My dick was getting hard now and I tried to turn away from Craig so that he wouldn't see. As I turned away he brushed against my diapered bottom. "Hey, what are you wearing under there ?" ,he asked. I was stuck. I had forgotten about Curt and Russel when Craig came in, but now I knew I would have to tell Craig. I sat down on the bed and told Craig everything about what happened when he was swimming.

When I was finished he asked if He could see the diaper. Although I was embarresed, I complied and removed my pants. Craig didn't say anthing, but instead proceeded to stare at me. After a short while he said, "Can I feel it ?" "Sure why not ?", I answered.

He stood up and rubbed his hand against the plastic of the front of my diaper. My dick was still hard, and when his hand rubbed against the diaper he sort of squeezed it down and it felt strange, but nice. I had been hanging my head, but I raised it and looked at Craig. I could not help but notice that he also had a bulge in his pants. Craig ignored my glance and proceeded to pull the plastic pants open and he stuck his hand between the the cotton diaper over my bottom area and plastic. He rubbed the cotton, taking in the feeling. It was as if he was feeling my bum. He started telling me that he would like to try on the diaper. I was amazed, but told him that he couldn't as I had to return later on that night to Curt and Russel. I couldn't understand why he wanted to though, but I didn't ask. I was standing with my arms folded and Craig had his hand in the back of my diaper. If anyone had walked in it would have been a strange sight. As if reading my thoughts, Craig withdrew his hand and went over and locked the door. I stood still with my arms folded in front of my facing the bed. Craig stood behind me and stuck his hands in the fron of my diaper. As his hand made contact with my already stiff penus, I shuddered. He pressed his groin firmly against my back and proceded to take hold of my dick. I didn't know what to say so I kept quiet. Craig placed his chin on my shoulder and I felt his soft hair on my cheek. He sat down on the single bed and pulled me down with him on to his lap. without ever letting go of me. He lent back against the wall, and I leant back against his chest as he started to stroke my penus. Suddenly I experianced my first orgasm. I jumped up off Craigs lap, clutching my dick through the diapers. It felt like I needed to pee, but I couldn't. Craig sat me down on the bed next to him and explained to me all about masturbation, and everything else I didn't know about. When I was finished, I was both shocked and enlightened.

By this time it was getting dark. The supper bell rang and I hurridly pulled back on my pants. I was to afraid to go to the dining hall with my diapers on, so Craig aggreed to bring my food back for me and eat with me. Craig returned about 20 minutes later with a couple of hotdogs. When we were finished we were both pretty sleepy. I needed to pee though, but I couldn't take the diaper off. I was still worrying about what to do when I felt my self peeing my diaper. The warm urine flowed down around my balls and socked the diaper. It made a sort of a gurgling sound when it swooshed around in the diaper. Craig was already asleep, so I lay back on the bed thinking of the days events. I checked my watch. I still had 2 hours to go before my rendevous with Curt and Russel so I closed my eyes to get a little sleep.

I awoke suddenly with a bright light shining in my eyes. I was blinded by the light and a hand was placed over my mouth preventing me from screaming. I struggled wildley, and as the light was turned off, my eyes started to adjust to the light. I recognised Curts face through the darkness. The hand was removed from my mouth, but in the same instance, a peice of duct tape replaced it. Next my hands were tied behind my back with another piece of duct tape. My feet banged against the headboard of the bed and the noise woke Craig up. He jumped out of bed with suprise. Before he could utter a cry, Russel, who I had not seen lurking in the background, placed his arm over Craigs mouth, and held him down onto the bed. Curt then gagged and bound him as he did me. Once we were both gagged and our hands securely tied behind our backs, Curt felt my bottom to make sure, I was still wearing the diaper. He nodded at at Russel and we were frog marched out of our rooms, and silently through the dark passage to the courtyard.

The moon was hidden by thick black clouds, and visibilty was minimal. We walked out of the courtyard and eventually left the camp altogether. At the gate of the camp, Russel bent down to pick up his infamous brown suitcase.

We trudged along a well worn path that I hadn't noticed before for what seemed like twenty minutes. Eventually we arrived at a small wooden hunters cottage, built among the trees, and almost concealed by the bushes and overgrowth. Curt produced a small key from his pocket and unlocked the little padlock on the door.

The cabin smelt musty inside. There were no windows, and the little bit of light that there was came in through the crack in the door that had been locked again. We were sat down on what appeared to be a matteress. Curt fumbled with matches and finally lit 2 candles. The light seemed bright after our eternity in darkness. I took in my surroundings. The cottage was made entirely of wood. The floor was covered by a rough carpet. At one end the was a small round table and four chairs. At the other end were we were sitting was a matteres. Although the place was bare, it appeared to be quite clean and free of dust.

Russel placed the suitcase on the table. He turned it around and opened it, so that we could not see the contents. Curt sat next to him on the chair, and they spoke silently and appeared to be organising the contents of the case. The night air was cool, and Craig and I were both barefoot and wearing only our pajamas. We huddled together for warmth, and exchanged frightened glances.

After a while Russel stood up and came over to us. One at a time he removed the duct tape. We were warned not to speak or we would be re-gagged, which neither of us wanted. "Didn't I tell you to report to our room at 11:30 ?", Curt asked. I nodded my head in reply. "You think you can stand us up and get away with it ?" I hung my head and waited for the inevitable. "You better not have tampered with those diapers." "Stand up", Russel ordered me and I complied. He came over and took off my pyjama top. I shivered in the cold night. Curt started to put wood in the fireplace. Next Russel removed my striped pyjama bottoms. I was left standing in just my sodden diaper, which was starting to hang and was wet and cold against my skin. I was hoping I would be allowed to remove it soon. Suddenly Russel thrusted his hand down the front of my diaper, and then removed it just as quickly. "Did the widdle baby wet his dydee ?", he asked me in baby talk. I nodded and continued to stare at the ground. "Are you a widdle baby ?", he asked me. I shook my head, indicating that I was not. "Whats that ? ", he asked. "I said I'm not a baby!", I said defiantly. "Who gave you permission to talk ?", Russel asked. "Now your in trouble. Baby's gonna get a wittle spanking." He pulled my plastic pants off, and the diaper sagged even lower, exposing my priavte parts. He undid the diaper pins and the diaper fell to the floor with a plop.

I sttod before everyone completely naked, and I hung my head trying to hide me embarresment. Curt took hold of Craig and sat him down on the chair. Russel the took hold of my arm and guided me over to the chair. He gave me a shove and I fell over Craigs lap. Russel moved me into position, so my bottom was facing up at Craig. "Now you are gonna give the baby a spanking.",Russel told Craig. "And if any of you stop, its going to get even worse.", he warned us. "Well what are you wating for ?", he asked Craig. Craig slapped me on the bottom, but not hard enough to cause pain. "Carry on until we tell you to stop.", ordered Curt, who went back with Russel to sorting out the bag.

Craig continued to slap my bottom softly with his hand. Although it was not painful, it was starting to feel warm. I dick started to get stiff and it pressed against Craigs leg. I tried to move a bit, but Craig pressed his leg firmly against my stiff, but small hairless penus. I in turn could feel Craigs dick pressing into my chest. i sensed that he was starting to enjoy the spanking, as was I.

"Thats enough", said Curt. He stood up and came towards us. He stood directly in front off us, and although he was small for 17, he seemed to tower over us. "We have decided not to treat you badly if you don't give us any trouble", he said. "For the whole of tonight, you two are going to be our babies. One of us," he motioned at Russel, "will each be your daddy for the night. You can either comply, or you can make this hard for yourselves. " I looked up at Craig and he nodded that we should comply. He stood me up and did the same to Craig. He noticed my stiff dick, and after glancing at the bulge in Craigs pyjama bottoms remarked, "I see you enjoyed that spanking." He told Craig to get undressed, which he did. It didn't take him long as he was only wearing pyjamas with no underwear. This was the first time I had seen Craig naked. His body was devoid of hair, and milky white. He was tight and did not have any fat on him though. He tried to cover his erection with one hand. The other hand was used to continualy brush his hair out of his eyes, something he did when he was nervous.

Craig and Russel then flipped a coin to see who would get which "baby". I ended up with Curt, and Craig got Russel. Curt took me by the hand and led me to the bed. Russel did the same to Craig. We were both laid down on the bed. Russel produced to disposable diapers from behind his back and and laid them on the bed next to use. Curt took hold of my feet and lifted my bottom off the bed, and deftly slid the diaper under me. With practised precision, he taped it shut. He picked me up off the floor. Instinctively, I put my arms around his neck and he carried me to the table and placed me on the chair, where i had a clear view of Craig being diapered. While I was watching, Curt produced a bottle of milk and held it to my lips. I started sucking on the plastic nipple. The milk tasted good, as I was really thirsty. I continued to watch Russel and Craig. The thought of him in a diaper started to exite me.

Russel hadn't touched the diaper yet. He was rubbing baby lotion over Craig. he rubbed the lotion over Craigs groin, and when he got to Craigs penus, it started to get hard. Russel, without losing a beat started rubbing the creme into Craigs dick. Eventually he started massaging it, up and down, until eventually Craig gripped the matteres and closed his eyes as he came. There was no sperm or anything, as Craig wasn't developed enough yet. Russel finished off with the lotion. He then took a bag with a tube at one end from out of the case. He smeared the tube with vaseline. "This is for giving enema's Curt explained to me" I didn't know what an enema was, but I continued to watch. Russel smeared his finger with vaseline and stuck it up Craigs anus. Craig winced at first and then relaxed as Russel lubricated him. When he was finished he stuck the enema hose up Craigs rear and proceeded to give him an enema. When he was finished he quickly tapped up the diaper.

He picked up Craig in the same way that Curt had picked me up and carried him over to the table where he sat down with Craig on his lap and fed him a bottle of milk, similar to mine. About twenty minutes later we were put to sleep on the mattress. After about 10 minutes I fell asleep.

I awoke when my watch alarm went off to tell me it was 6:00 am. I looked up the hut was empty except for us. Russel and Curt had gone. I got up and woke up Craig. The rest of the camp would be waking up in about half an hour so we needed to get back in a hurry. I looked around for my pyjamas but they were gone.

I realised we were in trouble. I tried the door. At least it wasn't locked. Craig stood up. His diaper was brown where he had obviousley messed it during the night. It was heavey and sagging, and the crack of his bum was exposed at the back. Mine was also wet. I had wet during the night and hadn't even realised it.

We sprinted out of the house and followed the path back to the compound. Craig had to hold his diaper up as he ran for fear of it falling off. We made it back to the compund and crept cautiosly into our Dorm. We made it into the room, just as the bell went off, and the counselors came round to get everyone up. Our beds were made and there on the pillows were our pj's folded neatly. We grabbed our pyjamas. Under each pile was a disposable diaper. I took the diaper and hid them under the bed before putting my pyjamas on, leaving the diaper on underneath. Craig did the same, and we jumped into bed just as the door burst open and the counsellor entered to get us. "Rise and shine." I mumbled that we weren't feeling well. The counsellor felt each of our foreheads. They weren't warm, but he told us to stay in bed till we were feeling better. The rest of the camp was following a game trail and would only be back again at about 5:00.

As soon as he had gone, we both jumped out of bed. We undressed and removed our diapers. I wiped myself with a towell. Craig needed a bit more work, as his diapers was a little bit messy. he took a couple of old wet rags and wiped himself clean. When we were both satisfied with our state of cleanliness, we put our pjs in the clothes hamper and jumped back into bed. It felt good to be in bed naked after being in wet diapers all night.

As soon as the last camper had left to follow the game trail, I pulled back my covers and jumped out of bed. Craig was still in bed sleeping. I quietly went over to his bed and climbed in with. As I was pulling the single duvet over me, Craig woke up. "Good morning.", he said, and turned over again and went back to sleep. I put my arm over him and snuggled up close to him, with my head burried in his neck, and eventually fell asleep again.

Craig woke me up at about 10:00 am. As soon as I woke up I noticed that I was hard, as I always was when I woke up in the morning. My arm was draped over Craigs torso and I moved my hand down along his stomach until it brushed against his dick, which was also stiff. I took it between my fingers and started to play with it. With my other hand, I rubbed Craigs bum. His cheeks were smooth and soft. My finger found his anus, and I stuck it in, and he moaned in delight. I felt him shudder, and I realised he had just came.

We both got our off bed. I was still a bit sticky from the wet diaper I had worn the previouse night. I ran the shower and stood under the hot water. The steaming water washed away all urine. I started rubbing myself with soap, when I felt Craigs arms around my neck. He moved them down to round my waist he pulled me up tightly to him. I could feel his stiff dick pressing against my back. He bent his knees, and quickly inserted his penus into my anus. With his hands he started to jerk me off. He climaxed before I did. He came round to the front of me, and took my dick in his mouth and proceeded to suck on it. When I came, I felt weak at the knees. I rinsed off the remaining soap, and we both left the shower.

Once we were both dry, I found the diapers I had hidden under the bed. I took Craig by the hand and led him to his bed. I told him to lie down. Since the shower his dick had retracted and become sof, but as soon as I showed him the thick disposable diaper, it immediatly stood to attention.

I lifted up his feet, like I had seen Russel doing and placed the diaper under his bottom. I taped the diaper up, although not as deftly as Curt; with practice I would improve. When Craig was finished, he stood up and I gave him a little pat on his diapered bottom. The diaper was much thicker than the ones we had worn previously and he had to waddle to go and get my diaper. He repeated the procedure with me and once we were both diapered we got dressed. I was made sure, I wore loose clothes so the diapers were inconspicious. No one was around really exept for a few of the permanent staff that lived here. We went to the cafeteria and bought lunch. While we were sitting in the dining hall, I felt the need to pee. I looked around for a toilet, but then i remembered that I was wearing my diaper. I let go a little bit at a time, but eventually my bladder just released. The diaper was warm and wet, but it didn't leak, and eventually most of the wetness was absorbed. We didn't have any more diapers so we spent the rest of the day in them.

Part 2 - Going home.

Craig and I slept most of the three hour bus trip back to our home city. The people at the camp, were from all different parts of the country, but we were the closest and would get off first. I woke up as the bus came to halt near our suburb. Craig and I were the only two from the this City and we made our way to the front off the bus. I passed Russel and Curt along the way and they were both asleep in their chairs. The assistant bus driver was waiting for us outside, and was holding the doors to the luggage compartment open. "Just look for your bags.", he said as he motioned to the mound of luggage. I scrummaged around in the bags till both our suitcases were found. I was just about to say that we were finished when I recognised a small brown suitcase lying on top of the pile. Craig had also seen it. I looked at him and he nodded at me. I took the suitcase from the top of the pile. It smelt strangly of baby powder. We both knew the reason for this though. Once we had our bags, the driver closed the doors, and the bus continued its journey to the next city. We lugged our bags the two blocks home. We had left about three hours earlier than we were supposed to, so both our parents were expecting us back late, and were still at work. Craig and I lived in adgacent houses, and we both went to his house first. I put the brown case on the bed and tried to open it. Damn - It was locked with a combination code. Craig fetched a crowbar from the garage, and we managed to pry it open. My heart jumped as I saw the contents. My nostrils were hit with the smell of baby powder, and we were confronted with row upon row of diapers. There were all kinds. There were disposables. There were plastic pants. Some plastic pants had snaps, some were pullups. Some even had frills along the back. There were bottle and pacifiers. There were baby clothes. There were lotions and powders. In a side compartment the were two casset tapes. I read the covers. "Hypnotic regression tapes" I knew we would have to try those out. There were enough diapers ad other stuff here to keep us busy for a long time...

Part 3

The holidays were almost over, and I had spent most of the remaining time at Craigs playing around in diapers. We took turns at being the "baby" and being the "daddy". I prefered to be the baby and this suited Craig aswell. There were two days left of school. We had tried all the diapers and plastic pants, but had yet to use the hypnotic tapes. We decided that we would have to use them soon, as it was almost school time and we wouldn't have a chance later on. It was decided that I was to go first. Craigs parents were going to be away for the whole of Wednesday and were only getting back on Thursday afternoon. I choose the tape labled "Hypno-regression" and stuck it onto my potable cassette player. I put the earphones in my ears and some soothing music started playing. I felt tired, and after about a minute, I fell asleep. When I awoke half an hour later I felt no differant. My pants were dry and I felt no younger than my 13 years of age. The tape had obviousley not worked. Nevertheless, I packed my bags and went next door to Craigs house. I had told my parents I was sleeping there that night. Craig greeted me. He took me upstairs to his room. I lay down on the bed like I did every other time I came to Craigs house and he started to undress me. First he took off my shirt. Then he removed my pants and undies, until I was lying on the bed nacked. He removed something from the case. I could see that he had choosen a white disposable diaper with prints of bears at the top. After powdering me, he taped the diaper firmly together. He bent over and whispered in my ear - "Christmas Tree"

I felt a tingling sensation throughout my body. I quickly stood up. I felt dizzy. I looked down, and to my suprise, I appeared to be getting shorter. Then I realised that I wasn't getting shorter, but younger. I was 10 then 7, then I regressed to a 6 year old. The room was growing bigger. I eventually stopped at what I thought was about 4 years old. I remembered the hypnotic tapes and I was no longer frightened, but started to enjoy the feeling of being little again.

I looked around. Craig appeared to be towering over me. I tried to talk to him, but all that came out was babyish babble. Imust be younger than four I thought to myself. I had to keep telling my self that this was all in my mind. My legs felt week and I could no longer hold my self up. I sat down hard, but my diaper cushioned my fall with a 'plop'. I felt somthing warm spreading between my legs. I looked down, and my diaper was turning a bright yellow. I stuck hand between my legs and my diaper felt warm. In my mind, my hand appeared small and infantile. Craig stuck a pacifier in my mouth and I sucked contentidly. Craig laid me down on the bed and changed my diaper again, although it didn't stay dry for long. We continued playing the baby game all afternoon, but at about 5 O' Clock Craig said the key word, and I was changed back into my old self. I couldn't remember anything that had happened while I was a baby and Craig had to tell me everything again.

We ordered two pizzas for supper. We both got undressed and went to have a bath. Craig only had one bath in the house, so as not to waste any time, we just bathed together. Craig sat in front of me in the tub, and I soaped him down and carefully washed him, cleaning every crevice and eddifice. When we were both squeeky clean, we went up to Craigs room to get changed. Craig lay down on the bed while I selected a diaper for him. I choose a white cloth diaper and a pair of frilly pink rhumba panties with frills on the back. Craig groaned at my choice, but I ignored him and slid the piece of cloth under his bottom. As I was reaching down for the plastic pants, Craig sat up un wrapped his arms around my neck, and pulled me down onto him. I was caught of guard and fell onto him. His penus was stiff against my belly. His hands moved down my back until they reached the smooth curves of my bottom. His hands rubbed them, feeling the smoothness and then his finger slid between the two cheeks and into my anus. With his other hand, he pulled so that I was rubbing against his hard dick. I took the hint and started to rub my stomach against his penus. My dick was also hard now and was rubbing on his thigh. I held his head with my hands and continued my rubbing. After about a minute with both came together. I rolled off him and he sighed contentidly. I finished diapering him, and then he diapered me, this time with a disposable diaper, because he knew I liked them the most. When he was finished, I chose a short sleeve romper for me to wear. It was made of denim and cotton, and had snaps along the crocth, as well as nursery prints on the pockets and hems. I gave Craig a T-shirt to wear that was way to short to even start covering his diapered bottom and the pink ruffles stood out proudly.

We went downstairs and were watching a sitcom, when the doorbell went. With out thinking, I got up and answered it. it was the pizza guy with our pizzas that we had ordered. I looked in my pocket for the money when I realised I was still in my diapers and very babyish romper. "Just a minute", I said and I ran upstairs to get the cash. I quickly paid him, but just before he left, he said "Looks like you need a change." Instinctivly, I put my hand on to my diaper area and he laughed and left. My face was bright red when I returned to a very amused Craig.

The rest of the evening was spent in diapers. Fortunatly there were no more visitors and the rest of the evening continued uneventfully.

In the morning, we had just got changed into our normal clothes and were about to go next door, when Craigs friend, Stuart, arrived at the door. Stuart liked computer games and came to see if Craig had any new ones that he could borrow. Craig took Stuart to the family computer, where they fiddled about for a bit. I came in carrying a cassete tape and asked Stuart if he wanted to listen to it, it was a new one. He mumbled yes and I put the tape labled "DPF wetting tape" in to the stereo and I steered Craig out of the room. I explained to him what I had done and he laughed. We went back to the room, with our ears blocked to check on Stuart. He appeared to be in some sort of hypnotic transe.

We left him for another 10 minutes, before returning and removing the tape. "What did you think of it ?", I asked him. "Of what ?" He seemed confused. "The tape.", I said. He couldn't remember any tape. The tape must have hypnotised him to forget it I thought to myself. Stuart was a year older than us and had started High School. he was proud of the fact that he was in High School, and we still had a year to go in junior school. As Stuart stood up, satisfied that he had enough games to keep him busy for the weekend, I said the keyword that was programmed into the hypnotic tape.

A look of disbelief came over Stuart and a large wet patch appeared as he emptied his bladder. He quickley covered his crotch with his hands and ran out the house, leaving a trail of urine behind him. We gave him about 20 minutes before we phoned him at home. I asked him if he was alright and casually mentioned the keyword again. Stuart stopped talking as he wet his pants again. I wondered what his mom would say if she was nearby.

The next week, school started. I decided that I would have a lot of fun with these tapes at school, but that is another story. I looked back over my summer holiday and thought to myself that it was definitly the best one I had ever had !