    When I was 7
    Sleepover at Shawn's

    	The air was fresh and cool as I ran through the tall
    grass. It was late October and the leaves on the trees were
    turning red and gold. To the eyes of a 7 year old, these
    open fields stretched on forever. But it was merely a few
    acres set aside for a wetland, still very near to our
    house, but far enough away so I could play in relative
    privacy. It seemed no-one but my neighbour and I frequented
    the place. Which was good, because Shawn and I used to do
    some pretty unusual things. Some of which I can explain and
    understand, but sometimes I just don't know what was going
    on in my head.
    	Shawn was 5 years old, had dark brown hair, and wide,
    deep brown eyes. He was into dinky cars and wetting
    himself, which made for an instant attraction on my part,
    as I have always had a real "Thing" about diapers. Playing
    next door, at his house was what I liked best. His dinky
    car collection and Hotwheels City set up was a thing to
    behold. His room was a shrine to Hotwheels and Godzilla
    toys. He even had a Hotwheels bed. But my fascination was
    with his diapers.
    	Shawn's parents were into buying everything in bulk so
    there was always lots to eat and drink. They also bought
    diapers in bulk, thus providing me with an undetectable
    supply. But the nights that I could sleep over are what
    really stand out in my mind. This day, in late October,
    would produce one of those memorable evenings.
    	I loved to run. To feel the wind on my face and
    feather through my sandy blond hair. I hadn't a care in the
    world but that I might sleep over at my neighbour's that
    night. Shawn and I were on our way home after a long day of
    climbing on rocks and tying each other to trees. (Seeing
    who could tie the other up best was one of our favourite
    past-times). He always seemed to be able to get out of even
    my very best knot tying attempts.

    	As I was running I could feel the large pampers diaper
    I was wearing, which I kept in place with some tight
    underwear. (They fit Shawn not me) It was starting to bunch
    up a little and I needed to go pee, so I stopped to make
    some minor adjustments, then prepared to empty my bladder.
    I could just hear the continual whimpering of Shawn in the
    distance as he did his best to follow. "Wait
    up....Daaave..Wait!". He panted.
    	"Hurry up!" I shouted back as I felt the pressure and
    tingling build up before the inevitable flow.
    	Shawn was just coming into view as the floodgates
    rushed open. My eyes watered and I felt a shiver run up my
    spine as I filled my diaper with warm pee. The expression
    on my face must have said a lot because when Shawn finally
    arrived he waited for the moment to pass, he knew what I
    was doing, we knew each other very well.
    	When I finished I grabbed my sweatpants and pulled
    them up tightly between my legs, the diaper gave a
    satisfying squish and I smiled.
    	"Take the tape off...Its pinching!" Shawn whined as he
    pulled down his pants and pointed to the large band of
    duct-tape that I had wrapped around his waist and diaper
    earlier to prevent him from taking it off.
    	"You do it." I said, still luxuriating in the feeling
    of my wet diaper.
    	"I can't, it hurts to much", he pulled at the tape and
    almost started to cry.
    	 I reluctantly waived him over. I knew how to take off
    a Band-Aid and this situation was no different in my eyes.
    I grabbed an end and pulled it all off as fast as I could,
    ripping his diaper in the process. It must have hurt
    because he started to cry.
    	"Come on you baby." I said, turning around to go, but
    checking over my shoulder to see if he was OK

    	The field turned into a small path that went between
    two houses at the end of our block. I turned to see how
    Shawn was doing. He had dried his eyes and was just in the
    process of ditching his diaper. Which reminded me that I
    had to do the same before I went home. (You see, Shawn was
    only supposed to wear diapers at night, but because of the
    ample supply we could use them secretly during the day
    too.) I pulled my underpants down and slid the wet diaper
    out from between my legs. The air felt cold on my privates
    and I pulled up my pants quickly, rolling up the diaper and
    throwing it into the deep blackberry bushes which bordered
    the wetland.
    	"Lets go ask my parents first" I grabbed his shirt and
    we spun around in a circle until we were dizzy and fell to
    the ground. Then I got up and ran to my front door, Shawn
    on my heals. We hit the door at the same time and both
    fought each other to get inside first. Quickly taking off
    our shoes we ran upstairs to the kitchen where my Mom was
    at the stove making dinner.
    	"Mom! Mom! Can I stay over at Shawn's house tonight?"
    	She looked down at our two eager faces "Well I don't
    know...You've been over there quite a lot lately."
    	"His parents said it's OK" I lied, but it was a pretty
    safe bet that everything would be OK on that end.
    	My exuberance was to much for her and she relented
    almost immediately. I think my parents actually enjoyed the
    free baby-sitting service our neighbours provided.
    	"All right, but dinners on the table in 15 minutes so
    say goodbye to Shawn until tonight and go get washed up,
    your totally filthy."......"And put your dirty cloths in
    the hamper, not on the floor!"
    	I followed Shawn back down the stairs to the front
    door and watched as he pulled up his long socks which
    always seemed to be trying to escape his feet.
    	"So I'll be over after dinner, tell your parents that
    it's OK with mine for me to stay over tonight."
    	"Yup." "Bring your cars!" He said as he ran out the
    door, tripping over his shoelaces as he jumped the
    flowerbed to the front lawn.

    	I took off my dirty cloths, throwing them in the
    hampers general direction. Then quickly splashed some cold
    water on my hands and face. I got dressed, pulling on a
    blue sweatshirt, (my favourite colour) and pants. I ran to
    the dinner table eager to get this over with so I could go
    play. I gobbled down my chicken and veggies so quickly that
    my father told me to slow down or I would choke.
    	"Can I go now?" I whined as I put my dirty dishes in
    the dishwasher.
    	"Just wait a second while I get your things together"
    Mom said as she got up and went to my room. She called back
    to my Dad, "Honey, could you clean up the table?"
    	Dad grumbled something back and started to clean up as
    I rushed to my room to prevent my Mom from going through my
    bottom drawer and finding my stash of disposable and cloth
    diapers. She had my backpack and was stuffing my pyjamas
    into it when I rushed through the door.
    	"Go get your toothbrush dear"
    	I hesitated, then ran to the washroom and back as fast
    as I could. Whew! She hadn't opened my drawer. I grabbed my
    pack from her hands then stuffed some of my best cars in,
    and ran down the steps to the front door, slipping my shoes
    on.
    	"Hey! Aren't you forgetting something?" My Mom said
    expectantly, leaning over and pointing to her cheek.
    	I gave a big sheepish grin and ran back up the stairs
    to give her a kiss.
    	"Have a good night dear."
    	"I will" I said running back down the stairs.
    	"You go straight there, no wandering around OK?"
    	"OK Mom"
    	"Don't stay up to late!" She called as I ran through
    the front door into the evening darkness.
    	Shawn answered the door when I rang the bell. He said
    that they were just finishing a late dinner so I should go
    wait in his room. There house was almost the same design as
    ours. Two levels and lots of space. I went up the stairs
    and waived at Janice, (Shawn's Mom) who I could just see in
    the dining room, as I was on my way to Shawn's room. She
    waived back and said "Hi Dave."
    I went into Shawn's room and caught the familiar smells of
    urine and baby powder. I rummaged through my pack and
    pulled out my cars, setting them out on the Hotwheels City,
    my imagination taking over.
    The door bell rang again and I could hear Shawn's 9 year
    old sister Becky, chatting and laughing with what sounded
    like another couple of girls. Not long after that the
    doorbell rang again and I heard more laughing and chatter
    from Becky and her guests. I ignored the commotion and
    continued to play.
    	Shawn and his Mom came in to the room. "Now I want you
    boys stay upstairs OK, Becky's having some friends over
    tonight and they're all going to sleep in the den
    downstairs so don't bother them." She smiled at me as she
    turned and closed the door behind her.
    	"What'cha doing?" Shawn said, plopping down to the
    floor beside me, intent on a good imagination session with
    his cars. I didn't answer as I was already totally
    engrossed in my own little world which Shawn smoothly
    joined in on. All sense of time was lost as we played, and
    it seemed like just a few moments had past before his Mom
    came back into the room to get Shawn ready for bed.
    	"Do you have some PJ's with you David?" She said,
    while spreading out a diaper pad on Shawn's bed.
    	"Yup." I said reaching over for my bag.
    	"Well get them on, it's bedtime soon."
    	I opened my bag and took out my pyjamas then pulled
    off my sweatshirt and pants. I enjoyed watching Shawn get
    diapered by his mother and I was sure to keep an eye on the
    process while I made a fuss over getting changed. Shawn's
    Mom liked to rub baby powder on his bum and between his
    legs before putting on either a disposable or cloth diaper.
    Tonight it was cloth diapers with waterproof pants. I was
    finished changing into my PJs and was absorbed in watching
    Shawn's Mom pull the thick white diaper up between his legs
    and pin them snugly around his waist. She poked his feet
    through the plastic pants and pulled them up over the
    diaper after getting him to stand beside the bed. She
    looked up and saw me watching intently.
    	"Do you want to wear one to?"
    	My face went a bright red and I quickly told her no.
    Even though I wanted to so bad. She knew that I still wet
    the bed almost every night so I probably would have been
    doing her a favour, but I was far to embarrassed to wear a
    diaper in front of other people. At least I thought I was.
    "Now go brush your teeth and get ready for bed" Shawn's Mom
    said giving Shawn a good swat on the bum as we ran from the
    room. Shawn was wearing brown and green Scooby Doo pyjamas
    which bulged out from the thickness of the diaper around
    his waist. I looked down at my multi-colour coyote and
    roadrunner PJs and wished that I could have a large
    diapered bulge around my waist as well. We cleaned up then
    went back to our room. There was only one bed but we were
    both small so it worked out. Janice and Gary came in and
    kissed Shawn goodnight, they both ruffled up my hair and
    told us not to stay up talking. When the door closed I got
    up and went over to Shawn's drawer. I opened it and pulled
    out one of his thick cloth diapers with the extra absorbent
    core sewn in.
    "Are you gonna put a diaper on?" Shawn asked, though he
    didn't need to.
    	"Yup" I said, pulling out some plastic pants and
    diaper pins. I had seen this done enough times now so I did
    quite an expert job of doing myself up. I pulled the soft
    white diaper between my legs and squeezed them together
    enjoying the resistance to closing my legs completely. I
    sucked in my belly as I closed the last diaper pin, I liked
    them tight. I carefully pulled up my plastic pants, it was
    a fairly tight fit but not uncomfortable. I crawled back
    into bed feeling very good indeed.

    	It was not long after we had gone to sleep when we
    were woken up by some sounds in the room. It was Becky and
    one of her friends whispering to Shawn.
    	"Come on......we've got candy." I heard Becky saying.
    I turned to Shawn with an inquiring look.
    	"They want us to come downstairs and play"
    	"Huh?" I said, still a little groggy.
    	"Lets go" Shawn said as he slid out from under the
    covers. Still half asleep I got up and followed Shawn and
    the girls downstairs. We were walking quietly so as to not
    let Janice and Gary hear. We turned the corner and entered
    the den. There were 7 other girls there for a total of 9.
    The room was lit only in one corner by a lamp that
    reflected light off the ceiling. I saw a faint gleam from
    the bars of the universal gym by the window. The girls
    started giggling as we entered the room and I heard the
    word diaper said a few times when I realised that I had one
    on right now and it must be sticking out under my pyjamas
    just like Shawn's was. I looked down and saw that it was,
    and quickly walked over to the universal gym bench to sit
    down.
    	"I'll be back in a second." Becky said and ran from
    the room. Shawn came over and sat down beside me while the
    girls giggled and chatted among themselves.
    	Becky re-entered the room soon after carrying some of
    Shawn's diapers and a handful of pins. Shawn and I just
    looked at each other. After talking quietly with the other
    girls for a second Becky and two other girls came over.
    	"We want to change your diapers" Becky said addressing
    the two of us.
    	"No way!" Both Shawn and I said together, getting up
    from our seats. Becky grabbed my sleeve and one of the
    other girls grabbed Shawn by the arm.
    	"We have candy!" Becky said persistently, not letting
    go. This didn't look good as one of the other girls closed
    the door to the hall. All at once it seemed, we were on the
    floor and having our pyjamas taken off. These girls worked
    like a team and the girl who was in charge of keeping me
    quiet through all this was taking her job very seriously. I
    could hardly breathe with her sitting on my chest and
    pinning my arms under her legs, her hands around my neck.
    She would squeeze if I made any sound. I was perfectly
    pinned to the ground with more than enough hands to do the
    job. I couldn't see what was going on with Shawn but I'm
    sure his treatment was very much the same. They pulled down
    my plastic pants and took the pins out of my diaper. I was
    naked in front of a bunch of girls! I struggled feebly but
    was going nowhere.
    	"Look at his penis!" I felt many an inquiring hand
    around my privates and heard lots of giggling. The girl who
    was sitting on my chest strained to turn and look at my
    nakedness. She smiled and looked into my eyes, a big grin
    on her face. I was so embarrassed I could hardly stand it.
    	"Grab his diaper" I heard Becky say shortly.
    	"Lift his bum" One of the girls said as she came over
    with a couple of thick diapers and plastic pants. The girl
    on my chest sat up for a moment while another slid a thick
    white diaper under my rear.
    	"I want to." One of the girls was saying, indicating
    her desire to participate.
    	"Here, you do that pin and I'll do this one" said the
    girl who had slid the diaper under my bum. I felt two sets
    of hands working on pinning up my diaper then I felt
    someone sliding plastic pants up my legs. I was co-
    operating by lifting up my bum as they slid the plastic
    pants over my diaper, I just wanted this to be over.
    	They let me get up standing in only a diaper and I
    watched Shawn as they finished with him. Becky picked up
    both our pairs of pyjamas, walked over to the door, and
    threw them out in the hallway.
    	"Go get em!" She prompted.
    	Gratefully we both rushed from the room into the
    hallway. Becky shut the door behind us. We heard a
    tremendous amount of giggling from back in the den.

    	Shawn and I picked up our pyjamas and went back
    upstairs to his room. We were both humiliated on the one
    hand but strangely excited about the whole incident on the
    other, at least I was. Shawn just wanted to kill his
    sister.
    	When we had crawled back into bed, we talked about
    what had happened to each of us. By the end of our brief
    exchange of words we had decided that the most prudent form
    of action would be to somehow pay the girls back for what
    they did, but neither of us could come up with a suitable
    rebuttal, and we were tired now to. We fell asleep in just
    a very short while, Shawn dreaming of revenge...

    Me dreaming of.........................another day.....and
    another story.