This fictional story is about Michael, a 14-year-old boy with bedwetting
This fictional story is about Michael, a 14-year-old boy with bedwetting
problems. His sister (Robin) is 12. She acts very immature. These
character’s names (Names only) are based on my cousin and his sister.
His mother is fed up with his nightly "accidents", and decides to move
to "Plan B".
“Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep”! Michael awoke to the sound of his
alarm, for which he did not remember setting the night before. As he
arose out of bed he noticed that he, and his sheets, were completely
soaked. His mom heard the alarm, and came in to see if he was awake.
When he heard his mom coming up the steps, he said to himself, “Oh crap!
How am I gonna explain this to her? She said if I wet the bed again, she
would go to ‘Plan B’, whatever the hell that was”.
His mother came in and saw the condition of him and his bed, and she
said, “That’s it! I’m fed up with this. Get cleaned up, and then come
downstairs to the living room”. He cleaned himself up, and changed the
bed sheets, knowing whatever was in store for him downstairs wasn’t
good. As he was walking down the stairs, his sister came running down
past him yelling, “Michael wet the bed! Michael wet the bed!”
“Enough!” said his mom, “Teasing him about it won’t help matters.”
She called Michael over to the couch and told Robin to go fix some
cereal for herself this morning. She said to him, “All right. This
bedwetting is going to stop here and now. Now I know that the doctors
say that you cannot control it and that it is not your fault, but I
can control it! Michael, from this moment forward, you will wear diapers
all day, every day. You will be forbidden to take them off without my
consent, or you will be restricted from using the computer for two weeks
each incident.” Michael knew his mother was not kidding and he did not
want to make matters worse by arguing with her, besides, he had always
wanted to wear diapers again, so this was his chance.
Michael agreed with his mom, and she went to the closet and got a
plastic box filled with cloth diapers, plastic pants, and all other
sorts of diaper supplies she had picked up on the internet. She said to
him, “Take this up to your room, and put it in your closet.” He
sheepishly went up to his room, amazed at what had just happened. He
felt overjoyed and saddened at the same time.
“What will my friends think when they come over and go into my closet to
get a toy?” “Or what if they want to sleepover?” As he pondered all
these things, he put the box in the closet and then proceeded to go
downstairs when his sister popped up out-of-nowhere, almost giving him a
heart attack! “What are you doing up here, aren’t you supposed to be
eating?” She said, “I’m finished.” What do you have there in the
closet,” she asked. “Oh, nothing. Just some private stuff”
He thought to himself, “Can she be any nosier?” “Let me look” she asked.
“I really don’t want you going into my closet!” “I don’t go into yours,
and you don’t go into mine, got it?” His mother heard him and said,
“What’s going on up there you two?” He said, “Oh nothing mom, Robin’s
just trying to see what is in my closet.” “Leave your brother alone
dear, I will tell you what is in the closet later.” said his mom, who
was just cleaning up Robin’s mess at the table. Robin rolled her eyes
and said to her brother, “I will find out.” And with that, she left for
her room to make her bed.
After he locked his closet, he went downstairs and handed the key to his
mom, and said to her, “Please don’t let Robin see any of it.” She said
ok and he sat down and ate breakfast.
Later on that night, as he was playing on the computer downstairs, his
mother called him up to his room. He got there and she said, “Diaper
time!” He said, “It’s not even eight o’clock, I’m not going to walk
around the house in those!” She said to him, “Come here NOW!”
“Fine, you win,” said Michael, knowing he was wrong to argue with her,
as he would never win this argument.
She began the diapering by powdering his private areas generously and
then by sliding five diapers underneath him. She pinned them up, and
pulled the plastic pants up over top of them. He said, “Robin is going
to tell everyone at school that I wear diapers”! “I will talk to her
about your problem in a minute,” Said his mother. “Sure, that’s really
going to help allot mom.” “Well, when she finds out she is banned from
the computer and from the phone, she will think twice about telling
anybody at school, or anywhere,” said his mom.
Finally at ten o’clock, he was ready to go to bed. He had not stepped
but two feet outside of his room since his mom diapered him, because of
the embarrassment he would face from his sister. He told his mom good
night, and she said she would be right up. She entered his room, checked
his diaper and said, “I think that this will last until in the morning.”
She pulled up the cover and kissed him goodnight. She turned out the
light, and told him to go to sleep, you have a big day ahead of you
tomorrow. “What are we doing tomorrow?” said Michael. “You will see!”
said his mother.
The next morning he awoke to a dry bed, but also awoke to a wet diaper.
He went downstairs to the kitchen, where he fixed himself some
breakfast. He looked out the window, amazed to find his mom’s car gone.
He went to see if his sister was still here, and she was fast asleep in
At nine o’clock that morning, his mom called to see if he was up yet,
and to her surprise, he was (She had mixed in a sleeping pill with his
dinner)! “What are you doing up? You usually sleep in on weekends.”
“9:00 is sleeping in, mother” said Michael. “Anyway, I am on my way home
from the grocery store, and from the post office picking up a package. I
told your sister about your diapers, and she promised me that she would
keep this just between us. So you can go wake her up for a change.” “Why
did you tell her about all of this?” “You didn’t expect to hide this
from her forever, taking into account her never-failing nosiness, did
you?” “I guess not mom, it’s just that I don’t want to be embarrassed by
her, that’s all.” “Go wake her up and ask her to change you, I will be
home in about thirty minutes, considering all this holiday traffic.”
“See you later mom!” “Bye” And with that, he hung up the phone. His
sister walked up behind him and said BOO! He was so scared, he peed even
more into his diaper!
“Do you need a change?” said his sister. “Yes, but can’t I do this
myself?” said Michael. “No, mom specifically told me that either me or
her were to change your diapers. Got it?” “Yes. Let’s get this over
with.” They both went up to his room and got the diaper supplies out of
the closet. She took out five more diapers and slid them up under his
butt. She then applied baby oil, and then baby powder to his genitals,
then pinned up the diapers. She got a pair of plastic pants from the
box, and pulled those up over his diapers.
“There! All done. That should last you for a couple of hours. We will
see.” They both went downstairs, and got on the computer to play some
games. Around 15 minutes later, he heard his mom’s car door shut, so he
closed out his game and went out to get some of the groceries from the
car. “Thank you dear, for helping me with those groceries.” “You are
welcome, mom.” They both went into the house and put the groceries away.
“Mom, is it ok if I just wear underwear to school? School lets out in
four weeks, I don’t want to be embarrassed at school in front of all my
friends.” “It’s ok to wear regular underwear to school. Only under one
circumstance. The first time you have an accident at school, diapers ALL
the time, even at school.” Michael hadn’t had an accident in school for
as long as he could remember, he thought to himself, “This should be a
piece of cake!”
The next morning, he got on the school bus wearing “regular underwear”.
He got off of the school bus and went to his first block, English II.
That particular class had the strictest teacher on the campus. She
didn’t allow anyone to leave the room except in an emergency or a call
from the principal over the intercom, which wasn’t often; as this was a
well-behaved school. He entered class as the bell rung.
He could already sense that his bladder was full, and screaming to be
relieved. He asked the teacher if he could use the restroom, but she (as
expected) said no, you should have used it during the seven-minute
break. Thirty minutes into class, he was desperate to go to the
bathroom, and was squirming in his seat. There was one hour left in
class, and he knew he would not make it until then. Just then, Marie
(his girlfriend, who sat to the right of him) noticed his situation, and
trying not to be rude, asked what’s wrong. “I really have
to go to the bathroom.” “Can’t you wait?” “Not with an hour of class
left,” said Michael. “I have a jacket you can use to hide your pants if
you don’t make it,” said Marie. “Thanks, but that still won’t save me
from what my mom will do if she finds out this happened.”
She gave him the jacket, and said “Good luck!” “Thanks” said Michael.
Another fifteen minutes passed, and his situation hadn’t gotten any
better. He said, “To hell with it, and let his very stressed bladder go,
knowing what would happen when his mom found out.” He used the jacket to
go to the office after class, where he called his mom to pick him up
from school. She asked him why and he said I had an accident. The
teacher wouldn’t let me go to the bathroom. Nobody except the office
knows about it. Please don't put me into diapers. I’m sorry!” “Well, I
will come take you home, and we will talk there.” “OK, I will be waiting
in the office for you with my stuff”
Ten minutes later, she drove up in the school parking lot with a pair of
underwear and jeans under her coat, she didn’t want to embarrass the boy
today, which would wait until later. He took the things and went to the
office bathroom, where he changed. He put his girlfriend’s jacket in her
locker because she was in the middle of class at that time. “Let’s go
home now. I ‘m hungry” His mom signed him out, and took him home. When
they got there, his mom diapered him and fixed lunch. “I understand you
couldn’t help that the teacher would not let you go to the bathroom.
What I do not understand is why you drank so much before class!
Especially if you know that the teacher won’t let you go out of the
room!” said his mom. “I said I was sorry! Can’t we leave it at that?” “I
guess so, just don’t drink so much before her class again, alright?”
Around eight forty-five, his mom came in to do his nightly diapering
routine. When she was done, she ordered him to bed. He asked her “Why am
I going to bed now?” and she said “Because I am your mother and you are
going to do what I say!” So he went to bed, replaying in his mind the
events of the past couple of days. He said to him, “This is a dream come
true! I am finally getting diapered.” Soon he went to sleep, not knowing
what his mother had planned, and what she had lied to him about...
“Time to wake up sweety,” said his mom. Michael was still groggy from
the sleeping medicine his mom gave him last night. He said, “What time
is it?” “It is six fourty-five. Time to get ready for school,” said his
mother. He told her he was going to get ready, and that he would be down
for breakfast in a minute. So he went and took a shower, and did
everything else to get ready for school. When he entered his room to get
his clothes, his mom was standng there with a diaper in her hand and
said, “Because of what happened yesterday, I am going to diaper you to
the fullest extent possible. There will be NO escape!” said his mother.
“Butyou told me you would forgive me! Now I know you are a liar.” And
without hesitation, his mother smacked his face as hard as she could,
leaving a bright red hand print across his cheek. “Maybe that will teach
you some respect. Now, lay down on the bed.”
His mom then proceeded to diaper him, using a disposable diaper. After
she was done, she told him to get the rest of his clothes on and come
downstairs to eat. “I hate you! I swear to God I hate you!,” said
Michael. “It only hurts you to say that, so keep hating me, you will
only dig a deeper hole for yourself,” said his mother, knowing her
emotions were hit harder than when she hit him on the face. Her own son
hated her, and was starting to rebel.
When Michael finally walked downstairs, his mom told him to eat his
breakfast, because she was taking him to school this morning. “Why?,”
asked Michael. “Because you are wearing a diaper, and you definitely
cannot change yourself, you would not make the diaper tight enough and
it would leak,” said his mother. “And then your friends will know you
are either a pantwetter, or a diaper wearer.” Then Michael said, “Well,
I would rather change my own diaper anyways. Let me have one chance”.
So his mother let him take the school bus to school, after she put a
couple of diapers in his bookbag, along with some diapering supplies.
When Michael got to school, he noticed that something smelled funny. He
looked at his diaper and saw it was wet! He said, “How the hell did this
happen?” Little did he know, his mother had put a diuretic agent in his
cereal before he ate. So he went into one of the bathrooms and changed
Later on that day, Michael fell asleep in class, and when his teacher
woke him up, he felt that his pants were wet. Surely enough, the diaper
had leaked into his pants, where there was a small wet spot that (for
the moment) Only he knew about. He sat during the rest of class, think
about what his mother had told him that morning. He reluctantly made a
decision in his mind to let the school nurse change him. He proceeded
down the hallway to the nurses office after class and went to her desk.
“May I help you Michael?,” said the nurse. “Uhhh, yeah. I have ,uhh,
this uhh, problem with, uhhh, my bladder,”said Michael, with total
embarrassment. “You need your diaper changed?,” asked the nurse. “Well,
yeah. How did you know?,” asked Michael. “Your mom called and said you
might decide to change your mind about this.,” said the nurse.
“Do you do this to any other students?,” asked Michael. “Yes I do, to a
couple of other students. One has special needs, one has a urinary tract
infection, and the other is just like you.” “Who is that?,” asked
Michael. “Jeremy Allgood, he is in eighth grade. Do you know him?”
“Yeah, I do. I never would have guessed.,” said Michael. Well let’s get
this diaper changed. She then changed his diaper faster than anyone else
had ever done! He thought she had broke the world record for a diaper
After she had finished, He went off to class thinking about what the
nurse had said about Jeremy. Jeremy lived down the street from him, and
whenever he wanted to have sleepover with him when they were younger, he
would always make up an excuse for me not to come. “I always wondered
why,” thought Michael.
He went throughout the rest of the day without any leaks, and when he
got home he was greeted by his sister, which was very unusual because
she usually got home after him. “What are you doing home early?,”
asked Michael. “Mom picked me up so I could take care of you when you
got home” “Oh. Well, let’s get it over with.,” said Michael. His sister
then put him in cloth diapers and plastic pants.
Afterwards, Michael called Jeremy on the phone and asked him a couple of
questions. After he hung up, He told his sister that he was going over
to Jeremy’s house tomorrow night. But his mom didn’t come home that
night, and they were both afraid because they had no living relatives
that they knew of. “I hope nothing bad happened,” said Michael. “Me
either,” said Robin. That night was the first night they went to bed
without their mother.