    SUMMARY

    Sandra is a single parent who is at her wit's end with her unruly
    11-year-old son, Matthew. One day while surfing the Internet for
    ideas on what to do with her son, she comes across a web page
    dealing with diaper punishment. At first she dismisses the idea,
    but the more she thinks about it, she realizes that a diaper might
    just be the ticket to regain control over her ill-mannered son.
    She hatches a plan to get her son back into a diaper without him
    ever realizing that his mother is behind his gradual loss of
    control of his bodily functions.

    REVISION INFORMATION

    This story has been slightly modified since it was first published
    on the Web. For those who have seen the first revision, Jenny is
    now a year older (and bigger) than Matthew and the relationship
    between Jenny and Matthew has changed. She can't stand her
    arrogant and cocky "little" brother and assists her mother in
    their grand scheme to bring Matthew back into line.

    AUTHOR INFORMATION

    This is my first ever AB/DL story and the first time I have done
    any type of creative writing in over 20 years. I would very much
    like to hear feedback from others on how they feel about the
    story. Please email me at jackabcd@hotmail.com and let me know
    what you think. Both positive and negative comments are desired.

    A DIFFICULT 11 YEAR OLD

    	As Sandra sat at her computer keyboard she paused and thought
    to herself: "Hummm, let's try ... disciplining a difficult child."
    She had been trying all afternoon to get ideas using a variety of
    Internet Search Engines on what to do with her 11-year-old son
    Matthew. Her middle child was having a hard time adjusting to his
    parents' divorce. What was most difficult for Matthew was his
    father's lack of interest and involvement with his own children.
    His father, Jack, had recently began dating a young 22 year old
    college graduate and this relationship completely monopolized all
    of his time and energy. One would think that seeing the contrast
    between his two parents that Matthew would appreciate his mother
    for "hanging in there" and trying to do everything she possibly
    could to work and support her children. On top of everything else,
    her ex-husband Jack quit his job and began working for someone who
    paid him "under the table" so that he could get out of paying
    child support. This meant that Sandra had to work long hours,
    taking any and all overtime that she could possibly get just to
    provide food and shelter for her family. But instead of
    appreciating his mother and what she was going through, Matthew
    took out his frustration and anger on her. On one occasion he told
    her: "Dad left us because you're fat and ugly". How these words
    cut her to the heart. How could she compete with a 22 year old?
    But Matthew's anger towards his mother made disciplining him all
    the more difficult. He would challenge and disobey his mother on
    every occasion he could. Sandra knew that her time was quickly
    running out. In another year or two Matthew would be completely
    out of control and there would be nothing she could do to control
    him. Also, Matthew's new friends were making matters much worse.
    "A pack of mall rats" she would say to herself about this group of
    disrespectful and arrogant young men wearing baggy pants and
    riding their skateboards wherever they pleased and defying any who
    would question them. How she wished she could forbid Matthew to
    associate with this group of young ones, but she knew that Matthew
    would completely defy her and hang out with them anyway and their
    home life would be miserable for herself and her other 2 children.
    This is what led her to turning to the Internet to try to find an
    answer on what to do with her difficult 11 year old son.
    	As she went through the list of results from the search
    engine she received more of the same advise she had been seeing
    all afternoon. Things like love, acceptance, patience,
    communicating etc. etc. etc. "I've already tried all of this," she
    thought to herself. However, when she re-worded her search to
    "punishing a difficult child" something interesting happened. In
    the list of results there was one result that mentioned "diaper
    punishment". She laughed out loud when she read that and thought
    to herself how ridiculous Matthew would look wearing a diaper. She
    quickly dismissed this idea and did not even follow the hyperlink
    to that web page. After a couple more hours of searching, Sandra
    finally gave up feeling she had wasted an entire afternoon and had
    not found any ideas or advise that would help her out in her
    situation. However, she could not get the idea of her "almost a
    teenager" son wearing a diaper out of her mind. As she thought
    about it she would reason to herself, "If his so-called friends
    found out that Matthew wore a diaper they would drop him like a
    hot potato." Sandra also thought to herself how having to wear a
    diaper would completely change and humble the haughty arrogant 11
    year old child. "That would certainly take the wind out of his
    sails", she said to herself. She also thought about the power this
    would give her over her son; "He would do anything to keep people
    from finding out that he wore a diaper." She even reasoned to
    herself that this would actually be for Matthew's own good, that
    she could keep him out of trouble this way.
    	So a few days later Sandra was back online again but this
    time she was searching for things like "diaper punishment" and
    "teenagers in diapers". She was amazed how many web sites were
    dedicated to diapers, that people actually enjoyed wearing
    diapers. She was also surprised to find many web sites of "teen
    babies" where teenagers wanted to wear diapers and be treated like
    a baby. Sandra got many ideas of how she could embarrass her son.
    She began making up a "wish list" of items she could use to humble
    her cocky son. First of all though, she had to get Matthew back
    into a diaper. How could she accomplish this? She began
    researching incontinence and found information on different things
    that can contribute towards someone becoming incontinent. Armed
    with this abundance of information, Sandra began to devise a game
    plan to get Matthew back into wearing a diaper. She knew that she
    would have to be very subtle and make Matthew think that it was
    his own body that was betraying him.
    	That evening Sandra put off preparing dinner until around 9
    o'clock , and she made one of Matthew's favorite dishes, mashed
    potatoes and gravy. As she finished cooking everything she got
    everybody's plates ready for them and poured everybody's gravy
    over their potatoes except for Matthew's. She left some gravy in
    the pot for Matthew and then she added a ground up sleeping pill
    and some ex-lax to the gravy for Matthew. She also had a few
    muscle relaxers left over from when she hurt her back about 6
    months ago, so she ground up a little bit of one of these and
    added it to the mix. Sandra figured that this might cause
    Matthew's bladder to relax and make it more likely that he would
    have an "accident." She had intentionally burned the gravy a
    little bit to disguise the taste of her special ingredients.
    	"Dinner's ready," Sandra announced to her children. As
    everyone came to the dining room table Sandra explained that she
    "accidentally" burned the gravy a little bit and apologized. "You
    stupid bitch," Matthew replied. "Watch your mouth, young man!" his
    mother fired back at him. Normally this type of an outburst would
    have greatly upset her, but she knew what lay in store for the
    young man so she was content to let the matter go at that. "We're
    out of milk, I suppose you can have a soda with dinner if you
    wish," Sandra told her children. She didn't usually allow the
    children to have soda before bed for fear that it would keep them
    up, but she had read on the Internet that caffeine can actually be
    a diuretic. She just hoped that the soda would not counteract the
    sleeping pill she put into Matthew's gravy. By the time dinner was
    over she could see Matthew beginning to yawn and knew that the
    sleeping pill was taking effect. "It's late, time for everybody to
    get ready for bed," Sandra told her family. Actually this is how
    she planned everything all along, she wanted Matthew to go to bed
    right after dinner so that the sleeping pill would not wear off.
    	After she tucked her children in and made sure everybody was
    in bed Sandra lay down and tried to go to sleep. But she could not
    stop thinking about Matthew. Would her plan work? How would
    Matthew react if he woke up in a wet bed? The thought of an 11
    year old wetting the bed kept her awake most of the night. She
    also wondered to herself: "Did I do the right thing?"
    	The next morning Sandra awoke and began to wake up the
    children. When she went into the boys' room she paused and took a
    whiff of air and smelt the distinctive odor of urine. Her
    concoction worked! Matthew was still fast asleep, the sleeping
    pill had done it's job as well. "Time to get up and get ready for
    school," she told Matthew and Paul (Matthew's 7 year old brother).
    She pretended to ignore the aroma of urine and left the room.
    	As Matthew began to wake up, he sensed that something was
    wrong. It took him a couple of minutes for him to realize that he
    had wet the bed. He was shocked and couldn't believe it! He had
    not had a nighttime accident since he was three years old. He sat
    there for a few minutes in a stupor not knowing what to do. The
    sleeping pill had not finished wearing off so he was still groggy
    from that. He wanted to call his mom to come help him, but on the
    other hand he did not want anyone knowing that he had wet the bed.
    	"What's wrong, Matt?" his younger brother asked him from the
    lower bunk.
    	"Nothing!" Matthew shot back. Sensing that something was
    wrong, Paul stood up and looked up at his older brother in the top
    bunk. Matthew turned red with embarrassment as his younger brother
    carefully studied him. It took a few moments before Paul realized
    what had happened.
    	"You wet the bed?" he asked in a loud whisper of disbelief
    and astonishment.
    	"Shut Up!" Matthew yelled at his brother. At this Paul knew
    that he was right and ran out of the room to go tell his mother.
    As his brother left the room, Matthew hung his head and began to
    whimper and cry silently to himself.
    	"Matthew wet the bed!" Paul excitedly told his mom.
    	"WHAT???" Sandra asked, pretending to be surprised. Paul
    repeated himself: "Matthew wet the bed!" Sandra and Paul went back
    to the boys' bedroom to investigate further. As they entered the
    room, Matthew wiped the tears out of his eyes. His mother asked
    very sincerely and with an air of disbelief: "What happened?"
    	"I wet the bed," Matthew said very quietly and sheepishly.
    	"Come on and get out of those wet pajamas," Sandra told her
    son. "Grab some clean clothes and go take a shower to clean
    yourself up," she further instructed him. As he left the room,
    Sandra began removing the blankets and the sheets from Matthew's
    bed and took them downstairs to the laundry room to wash them.
    	At the breakfast table Paul informed his 12 year old sister
    Jenny what happened the night before.
    	"Matthew wet the bed last night!" he announced to her with an
    obvious glee in his voice.
    	"What?" Jenny asked as she started to giggle.
    	"SHUT UP!!" Matthew screamed.
    	"Paul ... Jenny ... You two leave your brother alone," she
    told the two siblings very firmly. "This is very embarrassing for
    your brother. If this had happened to either one of you, you would
    not want anyone else making fun of you." She continued on: "If I
    catch either one of you making fun of your brother or telling
    anyone else what happened then you will be severely punished." She
    concluded by asking Paul and Jenny very sternly: "Do you
    understand?" "Yes Mother" they both answered back.
    	Matthew couldn't believe how his mother had stood up for him.
    This was especially hard for him to believe because of the way he
    had been treating her lately. He began to think that he should be
    nicer to her from now on. Matthew's demeanor at the breakfast
    table was completely different from what it had been. He was very
    quiet and respectful to both his mother and his brother and
    sister. His "accident" had taken it's toll on him and began to
    humble him. His mother too noticed this change in Matthew's
    behavior and as the children left for school she thought to
    herself how she was now sure that she had done the right thing.

    A Difficult 11 year old - Chapter 2

    	After his first nighttime accident since he was 3 years old,
    Matthew was a changed young man. The incident greatly shook his
    confidence and self-esteem. After this he was very humble and
    respectful of others. Unfortunately this transformation did not
    last long. After a few days Matthew was able to convince himself
    that his "accident" was just a fluke, a once-in-a-lifetime event
    and began to revert back to his old personality which included
    becoming an obnoxious and rude pre-adolescent male.
    	Matthew's mother Sandra took careful note of how her son's
    "accident" affected his behavior and was convinced that she was on
    the right track in trying to bring the unruly 11 year old under
    control. Sandra began making plans to arrange for another
    "accident" for the young unsuspecting child. She knew that she
    would have to be patient and space out these "accidents" so that
    her son would not become suspicious. She waited nearly two weeks
    and then brewed another batch of her special concoction of a
    sleeping pill and ex-lax with a "twist" of a muscle relaxant
    thrown in for good measure. This time she decided to camouflage
    the mixture in spaghetti sauce. Once again she slightly burned the
    sauce to cover up the taste of the special "home brew" in
    Matthew's sauce. She thought to herself that she was going to have
    to either find another way of slipping Matthew this very special
    "mickey" or she was going to have to start ruining more meals so
    that Matthew would not begin to associate his accidents with Mom
    burning dinner. Sandra put off fixing dinner as long as she could
    so that as soon as the children had finished eating she could send
    them to bed. As she fell asleep that night she wondered to herself
    if she was going to be two for two in the causing an accident
    department.
    	About 4 o'clock in the morning Matthew awoke in a cold wet
    bed. This time it did not take him long to figure out what had
    happened. But he was still shocked and couldn't believe that he
    had now had 2 accidents in about a 2 week period. By now he knew
    the drill, he gathered up some clean pajamas and went to the
    bathroom to shower and get cleaned up. The sound of the shower
    woke up Sandra and she went to investigate (of course she already
    knew exactly what just happened). She waited until the shower
    stopped and then she gently knocked on the door and quietly asked:
    "Matthew, are you all right?" Matthew froze when he heard his
    mother's voice. His heart raced as he tried to think of something
    to say without telling his mother that he just wet the bed again.
    He couldn't think of anything to say so his mother asked again:
    "Are you all right? Did you get sick?" Matthew had to say
    something ... "N-N-No Ah Ah Ah I'm OK," he replied. "Why are you
    taking a shower at 4 in the morning?" his mother asked. Matthew
    responded: "Ah I woke up and couldn't get back to sleep..... I-I
    thought a warm shower might help." Matthew prayed that his mother
    would accept his explanation and go back to bed. "OK," Sandra said
    very hesitantly. "She bought it" Matthew thought to himself and
    breathed a sigh of relief.
    	Instead of going back to bed, Sandra went into the living
    room to wait for her son to come out of the bathroom. As Matthew
    left the bathroom and started walking down the hallway to his
    bedroom he was startled to hear his mother's voice from behind him
    ask: "Are you sure you're all right?" Again he froze and his heart
    began racing. He slowly turned and said: "Ya-Ya-Yeah, I'm OK."
    "Are you su..." his mother began to ask and then she noticed he
    was wearing a different pair of pajamas. "Why are you wearing
    different pajamas?" she asked. Matthew was caught off guard and
    couldn't think of a thing to say. "Did you have another accident?"
    Sandra asked. "No," Matthew quickly said, but then he realized
    there was too much evidence against him. His wet pajamas were in
    the bathroom and the wet sheets and blankets were still on his
    bed. But Matthew could not bring himself to admit to his mother
    that he wet the bed again. As the reality that his mother had
    found out about his second accident began to set in, Matthew began
    to weep out of shame and embarrassment. He thought too, how his
    brother and sister would also find out about his accident and
    began to cry more. His mother came up to him and put her arms
    around him and assured him that everything was going to be OK. As
    his mother consoled him, Matthew began to pull himself back
    together and wiped the tears out of his eyes. As he regained his
    composure he thought to himself: "What's happening to me? I'm
    becoming a great big cry-baby who wets his bed."
    	The two of them returned to Matthew's room together to change
    the sheets and blankets on his bed. As they entered the bed room,
    Sandra flipped on the light switch and began to change the bed.
    Paul woke up and asked what was going on. "Your brother had a
    little accident" was Sandra's reply.
    	"Again?" Paul asked. Matthew fired back with a "Shut up!"
    Sandra assured Matthew that everything was all right and that he
    should just calm down. Paul was still half asleep and too groggy
    to make a big deal out of the incident.
    	The next morning at the breakfast table Paul whispered to
    Jenny: "Matthew wet the bed again last night." Matthew turned red
    as Jenny started to giggle. His older sister had no use for her
    younger obnoxious and disrespectful brother. The oldest of the
    three children was very studious and did well in school, she
    always made honor roll. This put pressure on Matthew to match his
    sister's lead, which he never did and this made him feel stupid
    and he resented his sister for this. Jenny was also very athletic
    and loved participating in sports and even though she was only a
    year older then Matthew she towered over her younger brother by
    nearly a foot since she had already began her journey into
    puberty. This further added to Matthew's dislike for his sister
    and so was always very rude to his sister and her friends, none of
    which could stand to be around Matthew.
    	"PAUL!!! What did I tell you about making fun of your
    brother?" Sandra asked the younger boy. Paul froze and started to
    answer "B-B-But .."
    	"There's no buts about it! Come over here," Paul's mother
    instructed him. As the young child approached his mother he was
    greeted with 3 quick swats on his rear.
    	"B-B-But ..." Paul tried to explain that he was not making
    fun of his older brother.
    	"Now hush," Sandra demanded, "I don't want hear another word
    out of your mouth! Otherwise you'll get another spanking. Do you
    understand?"
    	"Yes, mother," came the muffled reply through Paul's
    whimpering. Sandra again repeated her threat to the other two
    children: "I don't want either one of you making fun of your
    brother. He obviously cannot help it. I will punish either one of
    you if I catch you making fun of him. And don't tell anybody else
    about your brother's accidents. Do you understand?" "Yes, Mother,"
    both Paul and Jenny answered in unison.
    	 As he returned to his seat, Paul began to cry, not because
    of the pain of the spanking but because he didn't get to explain
    that he was not making fun of his brother. Matthew was glad that
    his mother stood up for him, but he felt bad that Paul got spanked
    because of him. Matthew turned to his younger brother and
    whispered: "I'm sorry, Paul."
    	"That's OK," was the reply from Paul.
    	"What was that?" Sandra thought to herself, did Matthew just
    apologize to his younger brother? She couldn't remember that ever
    happening before. Surely she was on the right track in helping her
    oldest son to become a kinder and more respectful individual.
    	Before the children left for school that day, Sandra called
    her daughter aside to talk to her privately. She knew that Jenny
    had no use for Paul and probably couldn't wait to tell her friends
    about her bed-wetting brother. She began her conversation by
    acknowledging that she knew Jenny didn't like her younger brother,
    but called upon her compassion again asking her to put herself in
    Matthew's shoes and how she would want to be treated. Them seemed
    to make sense to Jenny, however she still had hard feelings for
    Matthew and began reasoning to herself how after all of the mean
    awful things that her brother had done to her that finally she had
    a way to get back at him. Sandra could see that her words were
    falling upon deaf ears. She then took a long pause and changed her
    approach. "You know," she said slowly and deliberately "this could
    actually work in our favor".
    	"What do you mean?" Jenny asked.
    	Without admitting any guilt into Matthew's recent nighttime
    accidents, Sandra continued: "If your brother continues to have
    accidents and wet the bed, we could use this against him to bring
    him under control." Jenny was listening very carefully.
    	Sandra went on: "Think about it, if you started wetting the
    bed, wouldn't you do ANYTHING to keep it quiet and to keep other
    people from finding out about it?" Jenny saw her mothers point.
    	"It's that 'not wanting others to find out' that can give us
    power and control over him. But, if you start telling others about
    his accidents, then we lose that power over him."
    	Jenny could now see exactly where her mother was going. Her
    mind even began to race as to how she could use her brothers "loss
    of control" against him to get some long deserved pay-backs from
    Matthew.
    	Sandra concluded her conversation with Jenny by assuring her
    that if Matthew continues to wet the bed then eventually the time
    will come where they can begin to share with others his baby-like
    loss of control. Sandra then again asked Jenny to keep this matter
    quiet so that they could get as much mileage as possible out of
    Matthew's intense desire to keep his bed-wetting private and
    secret.
    	Jenny could now see many different possibilities and
    advantages of keeping this matter "zipped-up", and agreed with her
    mothers request not to say anything to any of her friends about
    her "baby" brothers accidents.
    	Once again Matthew's second accident had a profound affect on
    him. He was much more humble and respectful of his mother and
    siblings. This change lasted much longer then before, but after
    about a week the old Matthew started returning again. Time for
    another dose of "medicine" his mother thought to herself.

    A Difficult 11 year old - Chapter 3

    	As the effects of his second bedwetting accident began to
    wear off, 11 year old Matthew began to return to his old rude and
    disrespectful ways. "Time for another dose of medicine," his
    mother thought to herself. She prepared another batch of her own
    special home brew and disguised it once again in some mashed
    potatoes and gravy. Once again the concoction worked like magic
    and Matthew woke up in a wet bed for the third time in just a
    little over a three-week period. He simply could not believe what
    was happening to him. The young man became very withdrawn and
    spent most of his time alone watching TV, he rarely would go
    outside to play with other children.
    	Before he could revert back to his old obnoxious ways, his
    mother was poised for another attack. Just four days later she
    "spiked" a bowl of Matthew's clam chowder. His fourth accident in
    less then a month just about pushed him over the edge. He became
    extremely withdrawn and would not speak with anyone.
    	"You're Grandfather and Uncle Jim are coming over today to
    separate your bunk bed," Sandra told her two sons on Saturday
    morning. The boys' bunk bed was actually two twin size beds that
    could either be put together to make a bunk bed or taken apart and
    serve as two regular beds.
    	"How come they're taking apart our bunk bed?" Paul asked.
    	"With your brother wetting the bed so much lately, I don't
    want you to get caught in an accidental downpour," his mother
    explained. Matthew turned red with embarrassment but didn't say
    anything. "Besides," Sandra continued, "you two are getting too
    old to share a bunk bed anymore. And that is what I told your
    Grandfather and Uncle."
    	"At least they won't find out about my nighttime accidents,"
    Matthew thought to himself.
    	When the two men arrived, Sandra made sure that they put
    Matthew's bed up against the wall that was shared between the
    boys' room and her own room. As they were leaving Sandra asked her
    father if she could borrow a drill. Her father owned his own
    construction firm and she knew that he would have a drill in his
    truck.
    	"What do you need it for, Honey?" her father asked.
    	"Oh, I have some pictures to hang up," she responded. Her
    father wasn't quite sure why you would need a drill to hang a
    picture with, but he offered to help.
    	"Do you want me to do it for you?" he asked.
    	"No thanks, Dad, I'm not sure where I want them at right now
    anyway."
    	Her father said all right and went and got the drill out of
    his truck. He didn't hesitate in letting her borrow it since she
    use to work with him during her summer vacations and he knew that
    Sandra knew how to handle power tools.
    	After her father and brother left Sandra asked her children
    if they wanted to go to the movies that afternoon. They responded
    with a loud "Yes." She dropped the children off at the theater and
    returned home to begin the next phase of her plan. She did not
    want to continue "doping" Matthew up every time she wanted him to
    have an accident, she knew that this could cause permanent damage
    to his still developing body. Several weeks earlier while
    searching the Internet she came across cassette tapes that used
    various means of hypnosis to cause people to loose control of
    their bladder. She immediately ordered a couple of these tapes and
    was eager to try them out.
    	Back at home Sandra carefully measured the wall next to
    Matthew's bed and in her bedroom she moved her dresser out of the
    way and measured off the same distance and then cut a hole largest
    enough to hold a portable cassette player in the sheet rock
    slightly under where Matthews pillow was. She removed all of the
    insulation in this hole and then measured the thickness of the
    sheet rock she had removed and using a piece of masking tape
    marked a drill bit slightly less then the thickness of the sheet
    rock. Sandra then carefully drilled several "speaker holes" in the
    sheet rock right under Matthew's bed being very careful not to
    drill all the way through the sheet rock. When she was done
    drilling she inspected her handy work in Matthew's room and
    noticed a couple of places where she drilled too far and started
    to make a hole. She covered up her mistakes with a couple of coats
    of paint she had kept from when she had painted the boys' room a
    couple of year earlier. Sandra then pushed Matthew's bed back up
    against the wall, and with the house empty and quiet carefully
    adjusted the volume on the cassette player so that it would be
    loud enough for Matthew to hear it but not so loud that it might
    wake him up. She then pushed her dresser up against the wall in
    her bedroom to hide her handiwork.
    	Sandra decided to wait a couple of days before she tried out
    the hypnosis therapy on her unsuspecting son. In the meantime she
    purchased an inexpensive timer at a local hardware store for
    around ten dollars. Since her cassette player had an "auto
    reverse" feature she could set a timer up to run for an hour and
    would not have to worry about flipping the tape over or of the
    player making a loud click when it finished playing and waking up
    Matthew. The night she decided to try out phase two of her master
    plan, Sandra ground up about half of a sleeping pill and mixed it
    in with the rest of his meal. She wanted to make sure that he was
    fast asleep when the cassette tape began and that the sound of the
    tape would not wake him up. That evening she set the timer to play
    between three and four AM in the morning since she read on the
    internet that this is the time most people are in their deepest
    REM sleep. She set her alarm to wake up slightly before this to
    make sure everything worked properly and to shut off the tape if
    it was too loud or if Matthew happened to wake up during this
    time. Everything worked as planned! But would this new approach
    created the desired effect? Sandra had a very difficult time
    getting back to sleep wondering if all of her construction work
    would pay off.
    	Matthew awoke the next morning and immediately realized that
    he that he had wet the bed again. He paused for a moment and then
    began to sob quietly to himself as the realization that he was
    becoming a regular bed wetter sank in.
    	"What's wrong, Matt?", his younger brother Paul asked from
    across the room as he heard his brother crying. Matthew wiped the
    tears out of his eyes and tried to regain his composure.
    	"Nothing," he replied. Paul paused and then sincerely asked
    if he had wet the bed again. Matthew did not know what to say so
    he ignored the question and got up and removed the sheets and
    blankets off of his bed before he went and took a shower to clean
    up and get ready for school.
    	Sandra kept up the hypnosis therapies every 3 or 4 days for
    the next couple of weeks. She was able to cut back on the amount
    of the sleeping pill she mixed into Matthew's food until she did
    not have to mix in any at all. She assumed that he was getting
    used to hearing the cassette tape playing at night. She also
    gradually increased the playing time to an hour and fifteen
    minutes and then to an hour and a half. She even experimented with
    other tapes including tapes that had water sounds such as rivers
    and streams and the quiet gurgling of a small creek. Each time the
    therapy did the job and Matthew would wake up in a wet bed.
    	Sandra began to get a power rush as she realized that she
    could cause her once cocky son to have an "accident" anytime she
    wanted to her. "Time to move on to the next phase of my plan," she
    thought to herself ....

    A Difficult 11 year old - Chapter 4

    	In a matter of just a couple of months Sandra had
    successfully "conditioned" her 11 year old son Matthew to wet the
    bed every two or three nights. She was now ready to begin the
    process of getting him back into wearing a diaper.
    	Sandra called her parents and explained how her middle child
    was having a very difficult time and that she wanted to spend some
    time with him alone and asked if they would take the two other
    children, Jenny and Paul, for the weekend. Her parents were
    anxious to help out their recently divorced daughter and were
    eager to spend time with their grandchildren. When Grandpa and
    Grandma asked Jenny and Paul to spend the weekend with them, the
    two siblings readily agreed. In the meantime Matthew felt left out
    and this was a further blow to his dwindling self-esteem. Sandra
    assured her oldest son that they would do something special, just
    the two of them.
    	Before they left with their grandparents, Sandra was able to
    talk to Jenny alone in private about her plans that weekend to get
    Matthew back into a diaper. The young girl giggled in delight at
    the idea of her younger cocky brother being back in a diaper.
    	Grandma and Grandpa arrived late Friday afternoon to pick up
    Jenny and Paul. After they left Sandra and Matthew want to the
    video store and Sandra let Matthew pick out some movies to watch
    that evening. They also went by the store to pick up some candy
    and popcorn to enjoy while they watched the movies. They watched
    movies together until nearly midnight (way past Matthew's normal
    bed time). After the last movie was over Sandra explained to
    Matthew that she had specifically asked Grandma and Grandpa to
    take Jenny and Paul so that the two of them could spend some time
    together. This made Matthew feel a little better, he didn't feel
    quite so rejected by his grandparents. Sandra went on to explain
    that she wanted some private time alone with Matthew to discuss
    what they were going to do about his recent rash of night time
    "accidents". The young man responded with an exasperated "MOM!!".
    He definitely did not want to discuss this matter.
    	His mother started the discussion by sharing with Matthew
    that what he was going through was not unusual for pre-adolescent
    boys. She had even printed out some articles off of the Internet
    that showed that pre-adolescent bed wetting affects millions of
    children worldwide. This information was comforting to Matthew, he
    no longer felt all alone; although he was upset as to why he had
    to be one of the millions that was affected.
    	"We have to do something," his mother continued firmly.
    "You're ruining your pajamas and the blankets and sheets on your
    bed; you're going to ruin the mattress," she pointed out and then
    went on to show that his "accidents" were affecting others besides
    himself.
    	"I don't have the time and energy to wash your sheets
    everyday, besides, it's a big expense running the washer and dryer
    that much. And what about your brother Paul? Do you think he likes
    to be a room that smells like a bathroom? It's even making the
    entire house smell like urine."
    	His mother's pursuing this subject angered Matthew but he
    could also see her point. A couple months earlier he would have
    cussed his mother out and left the room, but his self-confidence
    had been shattered by his recent loss of control of his bodily
    functions, so he sat there and listened to her and hung his head
    in shame.
    	Sandra softened the tone and continued: "I know this is very
    difficult for you. It must be awful to wake up in a cold wet bed."
    He certainly agreed with that. "We have to do something," his
    mother emphasized. She then laid some options out for Matthew.
    	"I cannot afford for you to ruin your mattress. I cannot
    afford to buy a new mattress. If your accidents continue I will
    have no choice but to get a plastic mattress cover to put on your
    bed."
    	A PLASTIC MATTRESS COVER ON HIS BED!!! The very thought of
    such a thing horrified the young man. His mother continued on that
    while a plastic mattress cover would protect the bed it still
    would not protect his pajamas or the sheets or the blankets. It
    would not keep their room and the entire house from smelling like
    urine and he would still wake up in a cold wet bed.
    	Sandra then explained that she had done some extensive
    research on the internet and that she found a product that many
    young ones have used for their own protection, a product called
    .... GoodNites. She explained that GoodNites were a disposable
    underwear and then she proceeded to show Matthew what they looked
    like.
    	"Did anybody see you buy these?!" was his first response. His
    mother explained that she had ordered these off of the Internet
    and nobody even knew she bought them. This comforted the horrified
    child. Sandra explained that these look just like regular
    underwear and that nobody can tell that you are wearing anything
    different under your regular clothes or pajamas. She handed the
    GoodNite to Matthew. He reluctantly took the garment and acted as
    though he was afraid to touch it. He certainly didn't like the
    idea of wearing "disposable" underwear. Sandra then showed him
    page after page of comments she found on the Internet of young
    ones like himself who were singing the praises of GoodNites and
    how great and wonderful they were.
    	As his mother read the many comments of other young ones, he
    began to soften up. Maybe this isn't such a bad idea. Sandra then
    returned to how wearing some kind of "protection" would have to be
    better then waking up in a cold and wet bed. This was something he
    certainly agreed with and his mother could tell this by his facial
    expression. She continued on how using a "protective" garment was
    a better solution because it would protect his pajamas and the
    sheets and blankets and save work for her and help prevent his
    room from smelling like a restroom. She also pointed out that with
    a GoodNite nobody else including his younger brother Paul, who
    shared his room, would even know that he had had an accident. This
    was an idea that appealed to the now self-conscious young man.
    	Sandra concluded the discussion by emphasizing that she was
    going to have to do something to deal with Matthew's bed wetting
    and that if he didn't want to wear a protective garment then she
    would have no choice but to put a plastic sheet on his bed. Of the
    two options, wearing the GoodNite was the lesser of two evils. But
    he still could not bring himself to wearing a "glorified diaper".
    His mother asked that the young boy take the GoodNite into his
    room with him and think about at least trying in on.
    	"Nobody's home to see you, I won't even know if you try it on
    or not," his mother reassured him. "At least try it on" she
    petitioned her son. "If you don't like how it feels, you can take
    it off". She continued how it wouldn't hurt to just to put it on.
    "It's got to be better then waking up in a cold, wet bed" she
    concluded with.
    	Matthew begrudgingly took the garment with him into his
    bedroom. His mother also gave him all of the articles she had
    printed out on bed wetting she had found on the internet. She also
    printed out several GoodNites endorsements from satisfied wearers
    who thought that GoodNites were the greatest product ever made.
    Matthew got ready for bed and then examined the GoodNite for a
    solid 15 minutes. He also spent close to half an hour reading the
    articles his mother had printed out. In the meantime, Sandra kept
    glancing out her door and she could tell by the light being on in
    Matthew's room that he was thinking very seriously about wearing
    the protective garment.
    	Finally, Matthew worked up the nerve to give it a try. "What
    the heck" he thought to himself, "What have I got to lose." He
    removed his pajama bottoms and his underwear and then held the
    GoodNite out in front of him to put it on. He held it in front of
    himself for a solid 2 minutes but it seemed like an eternity to
    him. His hands were shaking out of fear and anxiety.
    	"Come on!" he said to himself, "let's get this over with". At
    that he closed his eyes and quickly stepped into the garment and
    pulled into place. He then grabbed his pajama bottoms and put
    those on to cover up the hideous underwear. Matthew stood there
    shaking with his heart racing for several minutes. What had he
    just done? he wondered to himself. Had he just "given up" his
    fight to stop wetting the bed? After several minutes Matthew began
    to regain his composure and started assessing his situation. The
    garment felt different to him, it was definitely "bulkier" then
    his regular underwear. But at the same time it was incredibly soft
    and somehow the bulkiness felt good to him, he even found it
    slightly arousing. Matthew began to walk around the room to take
    his new underwear for a "test drive". Again he could feel the
    extra bulkiness but other then that they seemed fine, they didn't
    make any noise so nobody would know that he was wearing anything
    unusual. Finally he went over to the mirror. At first he just
    stared at his reflection in disbelief. Who was he? and What had he
    just done? After several minutes of this type of self-examination,
    Matthew then looked at his well covered loins. He could tell a
    slight difference from his regular underwear but other people
    would have to look awfully hard to see if he was wearing anything
    other then regular underwear. Matthew stood in front of the mirror
    for several more minutes modeling his new underwear, turning back
    and forth to see how it looked from the front and the back, and
    from each side. The young man had a rush of mixed emotions, on one
    hand he felt ashamed and embarrassed over having to wear something
    to protect him from wetting the bed, and at the very same time he
    found himself being aroused and excited by this new experience.
    These feelings of arousal and excitement were new to the young man
    and greatly confused him. "Why am I being turned on by wearing a
    diaper?" he thought to himself. "Am I some kind of pervert? he
    kept wondering.
    	Matthew's adrenaline was running at an all-time high that
    evening and needless to say he was not ready to go to sleep. He
    stayed up for nearly two hours reading and re-reading the articles
    his mother had printed out off of the internet. Finally about
    three in the morning the exhausted young man turned off the light
    and went to sleep.

    A Difficult 11 year old - Chapter 5

    	Sandra kept checking Matthew's door that evening and could
    tell that he was really thinking seriously about wearing the
    GoodNites garment she had given him. After she noticed the light
    go off in her son's room, Sandra set her alarm clock for around
    4:30 AM to make sure Matthew would be fast asleep before she would
    begin playing one of the bedwetting hypnosis tapes she had gotten
    off of the Internet.
    	After all of the excitement of the night before, Matthew did
    not wake up until after 11 o'clock the next day. He awoke in a
    nice warm dry bed and breathed a sigh of relief. "I didn't have an
    accident last night" he thought to himself. It wasn't until he got
    out of bed and began to undress that he realized that he did have
    an accident during the night. At first he couldn't believe it. "At
    least these dumb things work," he said, and then he thought about
    all of the diaper commercials he had seen on TV that advertise
    "pulls wetness away from baby so that baby stays dryer." Matthew
    even chuckled to himself as he said "pulls wetness away from
    Matthew so that Matthew stays dryer." He removed the soaked
    garment and threw it in the trash can and proceeded to get
    dressed. "That was certainly a lot easier then taking a shower and
    then removing all of the sheets and blankets from the bed and
    changing the bed," he had to admit to himself.
    	Later that day Sandra went into Matthew's room and found the
    soaked GoodNites in the trash can. "He did it! He wore the
    GoodNites!" she said to herself. She then went and got more
    GoodNites and put them in Matthew's underwear drawer underneath
    his regular underwear and then took Matthew's trash out and threw
    it in the trash can outside.
    	Once again that evening Sandra and her son watched movies
    until nearly midnight. As they were getting ready to go to bed,
    Sandra told Matthew that she had put some GoodNites in his
    underwear drawer. Matthew turned beet red when he realized his
    mother knew that he had worn the "glorified diaper."
    	"Ahh, OK Mom," was all that the embarrassed child could say.
    His mother continued: "If you have an accident please take it
    outside and throw it away in the outside trash can so that it
    doesn't stink up your room as well as the rest of the house."
    Again all her son could manage was a muffled "OK." She finished
    off by telling Matthew that if he didn't have an accident to just
    fold up the GoodNites and put it back in his drawer for the next
    night. Matthew just nodded his head in agreement as he went into
    his room.
    	Once again Matthew held the GoodNites out in front of himself
    before putting it on. A wave of conflicting thoughts and feelings
    swept over the boy. On one hand he felt that putting on this
    garment was "giving up" his fight against bed wetting. That he was
    admitting defeat, that his bed wetting had gotten the best of him.
    On the other hand the thought of wearing the garment was arousing
    him. He liked the way it felt against his skin. He even liked the
    extra bulkiness of the garment. He actually wanted to put it on
    and was looking forward to it. "What's wrong with me," he thought,
    "Nobody wants to wear a diaper." As he put on his new underwear he
    was overcome with feelings of pleasure and guilt and confusion.
    	That night Sandra showed pity for her son and did not give
    him his regular hypnotic "treatment". Matthew awoke the next
    morning in a dry bed and obeyed his mothers instructions and
    folded up the "unused" GoodNites and returned it to the underwear
    drawer. Later that day the two of them drove over to Grandma's and
    Grandpa's to pick up Paul and Jenny. Matthew's mind raced as to
    what would happen if and when his brother and sister found out
    that he was wearing a "diaper" to bed. Sandra could see the worry
    on her son's face and assured him that she would handle Jenny and
    Paul and that they would not make fun of him. This consoled him a
    little bit but he was still nervous and ashamed.
    	That evening as everyone was getting ready for bed Sandra was
    able to be alone with Paul in his room. She began by explaining to
    him how that over the weekend her and Matthew had come across a
    method that would help Matthew be able to handle his bedwetting.
    She told Paul how that bed wetting affected millions of children
    worldwide and how many of them use a product called GoodNites and
    that this is what Matthew was going to be wearing to bed until he
    was able to get his bed wetting under control. She reminded Paul
    how this was very embarrassing for Matthew and that she did not
    want Paul making fun or teasing Matthew in any way about his bed
    wetting. She also asked Paul not to say anything about this to
    Jenny so that she wouldn't even know anything was different with
    Matthew. She concluded her talk with a very stern warning that if
    she ever caught Paul making fun of Matthew in any way that she
    would go out and buy a full fledged diaper for Paul and make him
    wear it to bed so that he would know what it was like to be a bed
    wetter. This caught Paul by surprise and he assured his mother
    that he would not say anything to his older brother about his new
    nighttime underwear.
    	Sandra told Matthew about her talk with Paul and how that
    everything was going to be OK. That evening Matthew could not
    bring himself to getting dressed in front of his younger brother,
    instead Matthew changed into his pajamas in the bathroom. When
    Matthew returned to the bedroom Paul did not say a word to him but
    Paul couldn't help noticing the extra bulkiness under his
    brother's pajamas.
    	Later on Sandra brought Jenny up to date on Matthew's
    condition, that he was now wearing a glorified diaper to bed every
    night. Again she asked Jenny to be patient and keep quiet about
    Matthew's bed-wetting, that the time would come soon when the both
    of them could begin to use his loss of bodily functions against
    the helpless and unsuspecting young man.
    	It had taken several months but Sandra was finally able to
    get her unruly son back into a diaper of sorts. For the next
    couple of weeks Sandra would give her unsuspecting son random
    "treatments" with the hypnotic tapes and the next morning he would
    wake up with a wet GoodNites. Matthew even began having night time
    accidents on his own on nights that his mother did not even play
    the tapes. At first these accidents greatly humbled the cocky
    adolescent and he was much easier for his mother to handle.
    However over time Matthew began to get use to having accidents and
    since the GoodNites made it so easy to handle these accidents
    Matthew didn't feel it was a big deal any more when he woke up
    with a wet GoodNites. Hence, his old personality began to return.
    In some ways he was even more belligerent towards his mother and
    others. This was due to the fact that now he had even more pent up
    anger over not being able to control his own body. Besides feeling
    betrayed by his parents for getting a divorce, now his very own
    body was betraying him as well.
    	The distraught mother was going to have to do something to
    bring her unruly son under control.....

    A Difficult 11 year old - Chapter 6

    	Sandra's grand scheme to regain control over her unruly 11-
    year-old son, Matthew, by getting him back into a diaper suffered
    a set back when the GoodNites underpants gave her son a sense of
    security and his old belligerent personality returned. At first
    Sandra wondered if she had done the right thing in "tricking" her
    unsuspecting son into having nighttime accidents. However as she
    thought back over the events of the past several months she
    realized that each time Matthew had an accident she could see a
    marked change in his attitude. This convinced her that she was on
    the right track and just needed to change her strategy to get her
    son out of the GoodNites and into a regular diaper.
    	She began her new plan by trying to get Matthew to see a
    doctor about his recent lack of bladder control at night. At first
    Matthew flat out refused to talk to anybody about his bedwetting
    problem. But Sandra kept working on him and did research on the
    Internet and found personal testimonials from people who had
    bladder infections and other treatable problems but who refused to
    see a doctor and as a result suffered serious bladder problems
    leading to permanent and total incontinence. Sandra kept begging
    her son to talk to a doctor in case there was something treatable
    that could be cured. Of course she knew that there was nothing
    physically wrong with her son, that his nighttime accidents were
    really the result of her self-applied hypnosis program.
    	Finally Matthew agreed to see a doctor. Sandra made the
    appointment and Doctor Johnson ran a whole series of tests on the
    greatly embarrassed adolescent. Doctor Johnson explained that it
    would take 2-3 weeks to get the results back from all of the tests
    and scheduled a follow-up appointment to discuss the test results
    with Sandra and Matthew.
    	When Mother and son met with the Doctor, Matthew was shocked
    to find out that there was nothing physically wrong with him.
    	Sandra played dumb and asked: "What do you mean there's
    nothing wrong with him? Then why is wetting the bed almost every
    night?"
    	Doctor Johnson was also a bit confused but concluded that it
    must be an emotional problem maybe stemming from Sandra and Jack's
    (Matthew's father) recent divorce. When the doctor recommended
    seeking psychiatric help for Matthew, Sandra stated that there was
    no way she could afford for her son to see a psychiatrist. Doctor
    Johnson admitted that psychiatrists were very expensive and then
    apologized to both Sandra and Matthew over not being able to find
    anything wrong with Matthew that he could treat. He concluded by
    trying to console the distraught youth that bedwetting is
    something that affects many young ones and that it would be
    something he would eventually grow out of.
    	Matthew just sat there in stone silence. His mind could not
    digest what the doctor was telling him. "I must be losing my
    mind," he thought to himself. And then he kept telling himself
    "I'm freakin' crazy". This news from the doctor greatly shook up
    the cocky child, and once again Matthew was humbled and acted in a
    very modest unassuming way for the next several weeks. But
    gradually his old personality once again began to re-emerge.
    	Of course the doctor's news came as no surprise to Sandra.
    But now she had additional ammunition that she could use to start
    "lowering the boom" on her unsuspecting son. But first she had to
    get him out of the GoodNites and into a regular diaper.
    	She began by going through the GoodNites in Matthew's drawer
    and using a small straight pin began poking small holes in the
    crotch area of the GoodNites. With each pair of GoodNites she
    would poke more holes and bigger holes. She wanted it to appear
    that Matthew's bed-wetting was getting worse every night and that
    the GoodNites were not absorbent enough to handle his nighttime
    bed-wetting accidents. She even spread her hole poking out over a
    couple of different packages of GoodNites. This was so that
    Matthew wouldn't think that maybe they just got a defective
    package.
    	At first Sandra had no way of being able to tell if all of
    her tedious hole poking had achieved it's desired results. The
    first few nights that the GoodNites leaked were hardly noticeable
    even to Matthew. After a while though Matthew began noticing his
    pajamas having a small wet spot on them, but he would just fold
    them up and put them back in his drawer. By the time his mother
    could inspect his pajamas they would be dry. However after a
    couple of weeks the wetness became too great for Matthew to just
    put his pajamas back in his drawer. Finally Sandra came across a
    wet pair of pajamas in the dirty clothes hamper and she knew that
    all of her hole punching had paid off. Since Matthew only had 2
    pairs of pajamas she knew it wouldn't take long for him to run out
    of clean pajamas.
    	Two days later Matthew asked his mom if she could do a load
    of laundry since he was out of clean clothes. Sandra agreed and
    did the washing without saying a word. Four days later Matthew
    again asked his mom to do a load of laundry and this time Sandra
    began to ask questions.
    	"What do you mean you're out of clothes?" she asked. "I just
    did the laundry 3 or 4 days ago. You can't possibly be out of
    clean clothes in just 3 or 4 days!"
    	The embarrassed young man didn't know what to say. Finally he
    sheepishly asked his mother to at least wash his pajamas for him.
    	"How can you possibly get 2 pairs of pajamas dirty in just 3
    or 4 days?" she asked her son.
    	Matthew did not say a word in reply, he just hung his head in
    shame.
    	Sandra paused for a long time waiting for a response. When it
    was clear that Matthew was not going to say anything she asked:
    "Are the GoodNites not working any more?"
    	Again Matthew was stone silent.
    	His mother continued, much to her son's chagrin: "It appears
    that your bed-wetting is getting worse and that the GoodNites are
    not able to absorb all of your urine."
    	Sandra agreed to wash her son's pajamas and then suggested
    that Matthew begin wearing 2 pairs of GoodNites to bed to protect
    his bed and his pajamas.
    	Matthew heeded his mothers' suggestion to wear an extra
    GoodNite from then on. However the extra bulk of the second
    GoodNite made Matthew more aware of his lack of bodily control. It
    also made him feel more like he was wearing a diaper, however, for
    some unexplained reason he liked the feel of the extra bulkiness
    and again could not understand why this bulkiness caused him to
    get excited. Paul couldn't help but giggle to himself as he
    observed his older brother's obvious well-padded loins under his
    pajamas.
    	Wearing 2 GoodNites at a time caused Matthew to go through
    his protective underwear twice as fast. As he got near the bottom
    of the bag, Sandra began preparing for D-Day (in this case D-Day
    could stand for either Diaper Day or Depends Day). First of all
    Sandra marked the calendar for the following Friday and then
    counted out Matthews GoodNites and threw away about a half dozen
    of the undergarments to make sure that Matthew would use his last
    GoodNites on Thursday evening. While all of her children were at
    the movies, she then made her own "hypnotic" tape. She took her
    own Kenny G CD and dubbed her own voice in with the music, and
    using her softest, kindest voice would repeat things like:
    "Diapers are Goooood", "I like wearing a diaper", "Diapers are
    soft", "Diapers are warm" and so forth. She then played her own
    special tape the rest of the week for Matthew while he slept. As
    Matthew used the last of his GoodNites he noticed that his mother
    had not bought an extra package like she had done in the past.
    Usually she bought a new package at least a week before he ran
    out. The next morning, Friday (D-Day), Matthew awoke with 2 wet
    GoodNites and as he threw them away he wondered how he could
    tactfully remind his mom that he need another package. After
    breakfast that morning, before leaving for school, he finally
    worked up the nerve to tell his mom that he had ran out of
    GoodNites and need some more. His mother simply responded that she
    would take care of the matter.
    	Little did the unsuspecting young boy know what lay in store
    for him that evening ...

    A Difficult 11 year old - Chapter 7

    	That afternoon when Matthew got home from school he checked
    his underwear drawer to see if his mother had bought him another
    package of GoodNites. When he didn't see any he assumed that he
    would go to bed that evening without any "protection" and then
    remind his mother again the next day, Saturday. He assumed that
    she was too busy on Friday with working to remember to buy his
    special underwear, but with a day off, she would have all day to
    catch up on her shopping. In the meantime, Jenny came home from
    school and quickly gathered up some of her clothes and other
    things and left to go spend the weekend with her friend Tiffany.
    (This had actually been planned out ahead of time by mother and
    daughter so that Sandra could be alone with Matthew.)
    	That evening as Sandra was cooking dinner; she took out a
    couple of sedatives (she had gotten a prescription for sedatives
    while she was going through her divorce and had a few left over)
    and crushed them up and put it into Matthew's mashed potatoes and
    gravy like she had done before with her other concoctions. During
    dinner Sandra played her Kenny G album for the two boys and
    giggled to herself when Matthew began humming along to the music.
    Even Matthew caught himself and wondered why he was humming along
    to this music that he hated. He also could not figure out why he
    was suddenly thinking about wearing a diaper, maybe Doctor Johnson
    was right, maybe he did secretly deep down inside want to wear
    diapers. These thoughts greatly confused the young man.
    	After dinner Sandra's brother Jim and his son Tommy (who was
    just a year older then Paul) came by and picked up Paul. They were
    going to the zoo the next day and had invited Paul to go with them
    and for Paul to spend the night with Tommy so they could get an
    early start on Saturday morning. Matthew could care less about
    going to any old stupid zoo, but still felt a bit "left out" that
    everybody else had something to do this weekend except for him, he
    was the only one left at home with his mother.
    	That evening Sandra and Matthew watched TV together, she went
    ahead and made some popcorn for the two of them to snack on
    together. After a little over an hour, the sedatives began taking
    effect and Matthew began feeling very sleepy. Sandra noticed him
    yawning a lot and knew it was time for the second phase of her
    plot to begin. Sandra began talking to Matthew how she had done
    been doing a lot of research on the Internet about incontinence
    and had found out that there was actually two different types of
    incontinence, stress incontinence and urge incontinence. She
    explained that stress incontinence is where the bladder fills up
    and the pressure is greater then the muscles ability to hold back
    the urine and so the bladder "leaks" urine until the pressure is
    less then the muscles ability to again control the bladder. The
    other type of incontinence, urge incontinence, is when the bladder
    completely empties itself. The conversation was making Matthew
    feel very self-conscious and uncomfortable and he couldn't see
    what any of this had to do with him. His mother continued that the
    type of incontinence Matthew was experiencing was urge
    incontinence. And then she dropped the bomb. She told her son that
    the GoodNites products that he had been using were designed for
    the stress incontinence and they were never intended to be used
    for urge incontinence. She went on that she had done some research
    and had found a product that was specifically designed for urge
    incontinence. Matthew just thought to himself, OK she found
    another product and didn't think that much about it. With that
    Sandra went to the closet that was in the entryway near the front
    door and brought out a package of Depends fitted briefs and handed
    the package to Matthew.
    	Matthew examined the package for less then 2 seconds and then
    yelled out: "THESE ARE DIAPERS!!" He was suddenly wide-awake. His
    adrenaline was over riding the sedatives that were in his system.
    	His mother assured him that these were just another type
    incontinent product just like GoodNites were an incontinent
    product.
    	Again Matthew protested and told his mother that there was no
    way no how that he was going to wear a diaper. His mother
    responded that he had indeed been wearing a "diaper" for the last
    3 months, so what was the big deal over wearing a "different" type
    of diaper now. Deep down Matthew knew that the GoodNites were
    really a diaper but he hated to admit it
    	"Why don't you at least think about it for a while," Sandra
    responded. "This is a perfect opportunity to try them out. Nobody
    else is at home right now, so nobody will know if you wear them or
    not. Besides, they look very comfortable, very soft and warm like
    the GoodNites." With that, Sandra dropped the subject and the two
    of them went back to watching television and eating popcorn.
    	As Matthew calmed down, the sedatives began taking effect
    again and somehow the thought of wearing a diaper didn't seem that
    bad. He even began wondering to himself: "How would it feel to
    wear a diaper?" As he continued to look at the package of Depends,
    it became more and more inviting.
    	After a little while, Sandra announced that it was time for
    bed. As her and Matthew got up, she walked over to her son and
    asked him what he thought about trying out the new incontinent
    product she bought him.
    	"I dunno," was all that Matthew could say.
    	Sandra began running her fingers through the young man's hair
    and asking him to at least try them out, that he didn't have
    anything to lose, that nobody would ever know if he wore them or
    not.
    	Matthew liked the physical contact of his mother, it had been
    years since there had been any tenderness between the two of them.
    	Sandra then said to her son: "Come on, let's at least give
    them a try." And picked up the package of Depends and began
    walking to his room. Matthew just shrugged his shoulders and
    followed his mother into the bedroom.
    	As the two of them entered the room, Sandra began telling
    Matthew how the Depends were different then the GoodNites. She
    explained how the GoodNites didn't have any type of adjustments on
    them, and that is why they leaked so much. She continued how the
    Depends were better designed to handle leaks, with the elastic leg
    bands and the elastic waist, and how he could adjust the
    "undergarment" to make it as tight as he needed it, to prevent it
    from leaking. She concluded that while it was better designed to
    handle leaks, it was much more difficult to put on and that he
    would have to put them on a certain way or they would leak. She
    then asked Matthew if he wanted her to help him out "the first
    time."
    	WHAT??? The thought of his mother putting a diaper on him,
    horrified the young man. "NO!!" Matthew quickly responded.
    	Sandra moved toward the startled young boy and began saying
    in a very soft voice: "Come on sweetheart, no one will ever know.
    This will give us a chance to start all over, just like I use to
    care for you when you were little."
    	His mother's tenderness caught him off guard. Deep down
    inside he did long for her warmth and affection. This coupled with
    the sedatives doing their job kept Matthew calm, and he just stood
    there speechless with a rush of conflicting emotions raging inside
    of him. On one hand, he did not want to be treated like a baby,
    but on the other hand the thought of his mother tenderly caring
    for him made him feel warm and special inside.
    	Sandra gently guided Matthew over to his bed and sat him
    down. "I'll go very slowly so as not to make you feel
    uncomfortable" she assured her son. She again began running her
    fingers through his hair and gently rubbing his back. Matthew
    greatly enjoyed his mother's gentle touches, but at the same time
    felt himself slipping deeper into being a big baby. These
    conflicting emotions were more then he could handle and began to
    cry quietly to himself. His mother held the sobbing child in a
    warm firm embrace and began rocking with him on the bed and
    telling him that everything was going to be OK. She even began
    singing to him just like she use to when he was a baby.
    	After a several minutes of this, she wrapped her arms around
    his waist and un-buttoned his pants and slowly unzipped them. She
    continued to rock with Matthew and to sing to him for several more
    minutes. Sandra then slowly stood up and gently laid Matthew down
    on the bed. The confused child co-operated with his mother and
    laid down on the bed. Sandra then sat back down on the bed and
    continued to sing to Matthew and gently rubbed his stomach and
    chest. After a few more minutes of this, Sandra stood up and
    gently grabbed the waist of Matthews pants and tugged at them.
    Matthew reluctantly complied by raising up his rear end so his
    mother could remove his pants.
    	Again Matthew was overcome with conflicting emotions. He was
    enjoying his mothers' softness and gentleness but at the same time
    felt very uncomfortable and vulnerable lying on the bed with just
    his underwear on in front of his mother. He closed his eyes and
    fought to hold back the tears while he tried to make sense all of
    the different emotions he was going through that evening.
    	Sandra continued to sing to her son and rub his chest and
    arms until he seemed to calm down a bit. She then removed his
    underwear and grabbed one of the fitted briefs. As she got near
    Matthew, she had to give him a slight nudge for him to lift up his
    butt so she could slid the diaper underneath him. Matthew quickly
    complied; at this point in time he just wanted to get this over
    with as soon as possible. Sandra maneuvered the diaper under
    Matthew and after making a few adjustments quickly taped the
    garment in place.
    	At this Matthew broke into tears. What had he just done??? He
    just laid there and let his mother put a diaper on him!!! He
    couldn't believe that he didn't put up any resistance. He felt
    like a great big sissy baby. What was wrong with him!!!
    	Sandra sat Matthew up straight and wrapped her arms around
    him and held him tight. She kept telling him over and over again,
    in a very soft voice, that nobody would ever know about what just
    happened. She resumed rubbing her hand through his hair and
    assuring him that she loved him very much and that this was an
    opportunity for them to start all over again.
    	When Matthew finally calmed down and stopped crying, Sandra
    went to his dresser and got out his pajamas and helped her son to
    get dressed for bed. She then tucked him into bed and told him
    that she was going to go get changed and that she would come back
    and sleep in Paul's bed that night so that he wouldn't be alone.
    	It took quite a while for Matthew to fall asleep that night.
    Every time he moved, his new undergarments crackled and rustled
    reminding him of their presence. He still couldn't believe how he
    had just laid there and let his mother put a diaper on him. But
    what confused him more then that, was that he had actually kind of
    enjoyed his mother diapering him. He wondered to himself: "Who
    would "enjoy" their mother putting a diaper on them?" As he calmed
    down he found that he liked the feel of his "diaper"; the softness
    and the warmth of it, he even found himself getting excited. Of
    course this greatly confused the young man and made him feel all
    the more like he was some sort of freak or pervert. Finally the
    sedatives kicked in and Matthew was able to go to sleep.

    A Difficult 11 Year Old - Chapter 8

    	The next morning Matthew awoke to a soaked diaper. He quickly
    removed the wet diaper and put on his regular underwear and got
    dressed. As he took the diaper outside to throw away (just like he
    used to do with his GoodNites) he wondered to himself what really
    happened to him last night. Did he really lie there and let his
    mother put a diaper on him? It seemed like some sort of bad dream.
    	At breakfast that morning Matthew was very quiet, he did not
    know what to say to his mother. When Sandra asked her son if he
    wanted to go with her to a matinee that afternoon all he could say
    was: "Yeah, I guess so". Six months earlier he would have told his
    mother to take a flying leap off of a cliff, and he would not have
    been caught dead being seen doing anything with his mother. But
    now he felt very vulnerable around her (after all she had seen him
    naked and in a diaper) and even somewhat submissive. He also was
    somehow afraid of hurting her feelings.
    	At the show that afternoon Matthew prayed that none of his
    friends would "catch him" going to a movie with his MOTHER. After
    the movie the two of them stopped off at a McDonalds to get
    something to eat. Again Matthew was afraid that someone would see
    him out in public with his mother.
    	When they got home, Sandra called her brother Jim to see how
    their day at the zoo had gone. She then asked if it would be OK if
    they kept Paul one more night so that she could spend some time
    alone with Matthew. Jim was glad to help out and Paul was happy to
    spend some more time with his cousin.
    	That evening Matthew was dreading bed time, he did not know
    what to expect from his mother. Sandra explained that she could
    not put his diaper on every night, that he would have to learn how
    to diaper himself. This came as a partial relief to the terrified
    juvenile. But then Sandra suggested that he practice putting on a
    diaper while they were alone together and nobody else was around.
    Inside he wanted to tell his mother to f* off, but all that came
    out was a small shrug of his shoulders. Sandra went and got the
    package of Depends and began by showing Matthew the correct way to
    put them on. She had Matthew get undressed again and she put the
    diaper on him, but this time she went much slower explaining every
    step of the way how important it was to line up the front of the
    diaper with the back of the diaper and how to pull the diaper
    tight (especially around the leg openings) before taping it in
    place. She then took off the undergarment and had Matthew put it
    on in front of her. After the third try Sandra was confident that
    Matthew knew how to tape it on nice and tight so that it would not
    leak. She then told Matthew that in the future he should go to bed
    before Paul so that he could put on his diaper and pajamas and be
    in bed before Paul got into the room so that Paul would not see
    his older brother wearing a diaper. Matthew reluctantly agreed,
    but felt that it was very unfair that he had to go to bed before
    his 7-year-old brother, he felt that he should have a much later
    bed time since he was 4 years older then Paul.
    	For the next several weeks Sandra would announce that is was
    time for bed and Matthew would go to bed first and put on his
    diaper, after about 5 or 10 minutes Sandra would check in on
    Matthew to make sure he was finished getting dressed, then she
    would tell Paul it was time for him to go to bed. Sandra continued
    to play her tapes for Matthew every night, especially the "I like
    my diaper" tape she had made herself. After about a week she could
    tell that Matthew was getting comfortable with wearing a diaper
    every night.
    	Since Matthew's twelfth birthday was coming up in just a
    couple of weeks, Sandra showed mercy on her unsuspecting son and
    did not do anything else to him (other then playing the cassette
    tapes every night). Sandra knew that her ex-husband Jack would be
    there for Matthew's birthday party and that he would probably
    bring gifts for all of the children. This irritated her because
    months would go by without a word (or a penny) from him and then
    he would show up with gifts for the children and the children
    would think he was the greatest person alive. But this time she
    figured she would use his phony generosity to her advantage.
    Sandra talked to Jenny about the next phase of her plan for
    Matthew and talked Jenny into dropping hints around her father
    about how much she wanted a "web camera" so that she could add
    more pictures to her web site and so that she could do video
    conferencing with her friends. She also made sure that Jenny would
    mention how much better the USB cameras were.
    	Sandra also began complaining how messy the boys' room was,
    how there was always too much junk lying around. After she had
    separated the boys' bunk beds this left less room for their toys
    and other stuff. Sandra was concerned how the room would appear
    when everyone came over for Matthews' birthday party. She began
    talking about putting up some shelves in their room to help
    organize things, she talked to her father and brother and the
    weekend before Matthews' birthday they came over and hung up
    shelves in the boys room. Sandra also talked to her father about
    putting some of the boys' things along with hers and Jenny's
    summer clothes and other things into storage, but that she
    couldn't afford it. She then asked her father if he still had his
    mini-storage building where he kept some of his extra tools and
    equipment. He told her that he did and that she was welcomed to
    use it. He gave her the address and the combination to the padlock
    that was on it. After the shelves were hung up, Sandra went to the
    grocery store and picked up some boxes to put the boys' stuff in
    on the new shelves. She carefully picked boxes that were a little
    bit ragged with small holes and tears in them. (Can you see where
    we are going with this?)
    	Matthew's birthday party came and went without much ado. Jack
    did show up with gifts for all of the children including Jenny's
    web cam. Sandra immediately went out and bought the longest USB
    cable she could find, she even looked at the USB hubs in case the
    cable was still not long enough. The weekend after the birthday
    party Sandra dropped Matthew and Paul off at the movies to watch a
    double feature. When she got home, her and Jenny immediately began
    working on "bugging" Matthew's room. They drilled a hole in the
    wall behind one of the boxes on the shelf at the foot of Matthew's
    bed. Then using her construction experience, Sandra went up into
    the attic and "snaked" the USB cable down inside the wall to Jenny
    who pulled it through the hole. The other end of the cable she ran
    into her room (which was on the other side of the wall where
    Matthew slept). Sandra had been keeping the computer in her room,
    since she used it for work and she also wanted to monitor the
    children when they surfed the Internet. She had to move the
    computer over to the wall that she shared with Matthew's room so
    that the USB cable would reach the computer. Then they set up the
    camera. They took out some of the books in one of the boxes and
    placed the camera behind one of the tears in box. They actually
    had to tear it a little bit more to make the hole bigger for the
    camera to "see" through. Then they carefully positioned the camera
    so that it looked right at Matthew's bed. After they had
    positioned the camera they taped it in place with duct tape to
    hold it secure so that it would not move and then carefully put
    everything back in the box. They did one final check and made a
    minor adjustment to the camera angle.
    	 Over the next several nights Sandra and Jenny got several
    good pictures of Matthew in his diaper and they also got a couple
    of good videos of Matthew diapering himself. All the while Matthew
    had no idea that he was under surveillance.

    A Difficult 11 Year Old - Chapter 9 (New Pajamas)

    Note from Author: When I first got the idea for this story, this
    was the incident I thought of first and then I back-tracked and
    thought about how you could possibly get a rebellious pre-teenager
    to wear a blanket sleeper and that's where the rest of the story
    came from.
    	A couple of weeks after his twelfth birthday, (again on a
    Friday Night) Matthew's mother Sandra was preparing dinner for her
    family, and again she pulled out a couple of sedatives and mixed
    them into Matthew's food to help keep him calm for what lay ahead
    of him that evening. After dinner was over, she presented her 3
    children with wrapped presents. She also got out the camcorder so
    she could tape their facial reactions to their gifts.
    	"Ladies first", Sandra announced and with that Jenny
    unwrapped her present and pulled out an N'Sync nightgown.
    	"Thank-you Mom" the excited young girl replied. (She was a
    BIG N'Sync fan)
    	"Why don't you go try it on", her mother responded.
    	Jenny went to her room and quickly reappeared wearing her new
    nightgown, which she graciously "modeled" for her mother who was
    still taping with the camcorder.
    	"OK Paul, you're next," Sandra said.
    	Once again Paul quickly tore into his package and pulled out
    a pair of Pokemon pajamas. The process was repeated with Paul
    going into his room and coming out in his new pajamas and modeling
    them in front of the video camera.
    	Matthew thought to himself: "OK, so we have a pajama theme
    going here, that's cool". Although he could care less about new
    pajamas. When his turn came he calmly opened his package and was a
    bit puzzled when he saw red fleece. (Sandra had carefully folded
    the pajamas so that the first thing Matthew would see would be the
    back of the garment) Matthew lifted up what he thought was the
    shirt part of a two piece pair of pajamas, like all of his other
    pajamas were and like the pair of pajamas Paul had just received.
    As he lifted up he was surprised when the pajama did not stop at
    the waist. Instead he saw that this was some sort of "one-piece"
    garment. "Must be some sort of union suit", he thought to himself.
    After he pulled up as high as he could reach, there were still the
    legs of the garment folded inside the box. He reached down with
    one hand and pushed the box off of his lap. With that, the pajamas
    finished unfolding revealing a pair of very cute attached "feet"
    with non-skid soles. Matthew stared at the feet for a second in
    complete disbelief and then quickly threw the blanket sleeper away
    from him as if it was some sort of serpent that was about to bite
    him.
    	When Jenny saw that it was a one-piece footed sleeper, she
    screamed with delight and began laughing hysterically. Paul too
    joined in with the laughter.
    	Matthew was not amused. "What the hell is this?" he asked.
    "Is this some sort of joke?" And then he most assuredly stated
    that there was no way he would ever wear those pajamas.
    	Jenny stood up and went over and picked up the fallen sleeper
    and began examining it more closely as her mother began explaining
    to Matthew that this was not a joke. "Since you wet the bed every
    night just like a baby does, and since you have to wear a diaper
    every night just like a baby does, I thought it would only be
    appropriate that you should have the same type of pajamas that
    babies have so that you can look the part. If you're going to act
    like a baby it's only makes sense that you should also look like a
    baby."
    	"I'm NOT a baby!" Matthew screamed back at his mother.
    	"But you act like a baby", his mother replied and then she
    continued: "And nobody knows why you wet the bed every night.
    Doctor Johnson said there was nothing physically wrong with you to
    cause you to wet the bed. The only thing we can figure out is that
    you must enjoy wetting yourself and maybe somehow you want to go
    back to being a baby. So this sleeper will be perfect for you."
    	"I don't enjoy wetting the bed and I don't want to be a
    baby." the angry youngster said as tears began to well up in his
    eyes.
    	"Well then this is your perfect opportunity to prove that. As
    soon as you stop wetting the bed then you can go back to your
    regular pajamas. Think of this as my way of helping you to
    overcome your bed-wetting. I'm giving you an extra incentive to
    stop."
    	"I don't need any extra incentive." Matthew sobbed.
    	Interrupting the conversation, Jenny asked her mother where
    in the world did she find a footed blanket sleeper in Matthew's
    size. She had never seen footed sleepers any larger then toddler
    sizes.
    	"You can find ANYTHING on the Internet," Sandra said. And
    then explained how she got this pair from a web site for a company
    called Lands End (www.landsend.com). She told Jenny that they have
    one-piece footed sleepers all the way up to size 16, (they really
    do, check it out) so Matthew will be set for footed sleepers for
    years to come. Sandra told Jenny that they also have two-piece
    footed pajamas that may work out better for Matthew during the
    warmer months.
    	The conversation about footed pajamas made Matthew start
    crying more. The thought of wearing footed pajamas was more then
    he could bear. "I'm not going to wear ANY footed pajamas!!!" The
    frightened young man screamed and sobbed.
    	"GO TO YOUR ROOM" his mother commanded him. "And you think
    about what you are going to do. And don't you come out until you
    have settled down."
    	Matthew complied with his mother's wishes, he was eager to
    get out of the living room and the whole conversation about footed
    pajamas. As soon as Matthew entered his room he checked his
    dresser drawer for his old pajamas, and sure enough they were
    gone. He figured his mother must have hidden them from him (she
    had actually thrown them away in a dumpster behind where she
    worked). He didn't care though, there was no way he would ever
    wear the blanket sleeper his mother had bought him.
    	After about a half hour, Matthew quit crying and calmed down.
    The sedatives helped to speed up the calming down process. In the
    meantime, Sandra and Jenny began preparing to "drop the bomb" on
    Matthew.
    	After Matthew had calmed down, Sandra went into his room and
    asked him to come into her bedroom.
    	"I'm NOT going to wear those pajamas", Matthew firmly stated.
    	Sandra ignored his comment and insisted that he come with her
    to her bedroom.
    	When he got into his mothers' bedroom he saw Jenny sitting in
    front of the computer. His mother had him stand in front of the
    computer.
    	"Are you ready for the show?" Jenny asked.
    	Matthew didn't know what she was talking about and just stood
    there silent and dumbfounded. With that Jenny clicked on a window
    on the task bar that she had minimized and up came a web site.
    	"Welcome to Baby Matthew's Web Site", the screen said.
    Matthew continued reading in disbelief. "Hewwo and welcome to my
    Web site. My name is Matthew Caldwell and I'm a pre-teen baby and
    diaper lover. I love wearing diapers and wetting and messing in
    them. I wear a diaper every night."
    	"What the hell is this!?!?" Matthew asked.
    	"I took the liberty of making up a web site for you," Jenny
    answered. Her and all of her friends had their own web sites, so
    she was quite proficient at creating web sites. She also had
    surfed the Internet looking at other teen baby and pre-teen baby
    web sites for ideas for Matthew's web site. "Don't worry", she
    told her brother "I haven't uploaded it to the Internet YET. I
    just created it here on Mom's computer. Let me show you the best
    parts of your web site."
    	With that she clicked on the "Pictures" Link and up came a
    dozen pictures of Matthew wearing his diaper. They had taken the
    pictures with Jenny's new web cam that they had hidden in
    Matthew's room.
    	Matthew couldn't believe his eyes. How did she get those
    pictures of him?
    	"And now, the absolute best part of your web site...." And
    with an imitation drum roll she began saying: "And now ladies and
    gentlemen I give you .... The VIDEOS." And then she clicked on the
    "Videos" link. Up came 3 different videos, which Jenny showed to
    Matthew one at time. Each video showed Matthew calmly walking into
    his room and going over to his dresser and taking out a diaper and
    then undressing and lying down on his bed and putting the diaper
    on himself quickly and quite proficiently. Each video showed
    Matthew wearing different clothes and had a date and time "stamp"
    on them to show that each video occurred on a different night.
    	"Anybody seeing this would have to conclude that you were
    indeed a very big baby and a diaper lover and that you really do
    enjoy wearing a diaper."
    	Matthew just stood there in complete shock. He knew that his
    older sister was right. There was no way he could ever explain to
    anyone that saw those videos that he did not somehow enjoy wearing
    a diaper.
    	His sister continued on, "I went ahead and signed you up with
    Yahoo and Xoom and Homestead for free web space, so your web space
    is just sitting there waiting for your own very special web site."
    She explained that she signed him up with multiple web sites just
    in case one of the servers went down or was unavailable that at
    least one of "his" web sites would still be available 24 hours a
    day. Then she concluded with: "All I have to do is click the
    Publish button and then the whole world will know all about what a
    big baby you really are."
    	Sandra then took over the conversation and assured him that
    Jenny had not YET uploaded the Web Site onto the Internet, but
    that if Matthew continued to act like a big baby and refuse to
    wear his new pajamas, that she would have no choice but to allow
    Jenny to send "his" web site onto the Internet. Sandra then asked
    if Matthew had reconsidered his decision and if he was now ready
    to put on his new blanket sleeper.
    	Matthew replied that he was still not going to wear the new
    sleeper, but there was a quiver in his voice. He did not know what
    was going to happen next.
    	"I was afraid you were going to say that," His mother replied
    and then she continued: "I'm going to give you 60 seconds to
    change your mind."
    	With that Jenny double clicked on the clock on the task bar.
    When the Date/Time properties came up, Jenny clicked into the
    seconds box and reset the seconds to zero. Then she clicked on the
    apply button that started the clock ticking. She had practiced
    this maneuver several times to get it perfect.
    	"I don't see what the big deal is about wearing a blanket
    sleeper", Jenny said. "Me, Mom and Paul already know what a big
    baby you are. We're the only ones who are ever going to see you in
    your pajamas. I don't see how wearing a pair of footed pajamas in
    the privacy of your own home could be worse then the whole world
    finding out that you're a big baby who wets his bed every night
    and wears a diaper every day."
    	Matthew knew that she was right, but he also knew that if put
    on the sleeper that Jenny and his mother would be sure to get a
    picture of him in it, and this would just add to the evidence that
    he was a big baby. He felt himself in downward spiral with no way
    out.
    	Matthew just stood there for nearly 30 seconds and did not
    say or do anything.
    	"I don't think he's going to put them on," his sister said.
    And then she clicked on the Publish button and a dialog box popped
    up. She moved the dialog box away from the clock so that Matthew
    could see how much time he had left to change his mind. She then
    typed in the URL of the first web site along with Matthew's secret
    username and password. "All I have to do now is click on the OK
    button and the whole world will know your secret." When Matthew
    didn't budge, she continued on: "You know that I will have to tell
    all of my friends about your web site and for them to go check it
    out for themselves and for them to tell everybody they know about
    what they find there."
    	With that Matthew began to squirm and tears again began
    welling up in his eyes again. He knew it wouldn't take very long
    for word to spread about his wearing a diaper. His life would be
    over.
    	When Jenny saw that she had gotten a reaction out of Matthew
    she began to tease him. "Just one click of the mouse, and your
    life as you know it, will be over." She then began moving the
    mouse around the OK button. "Oops" she said as she clicked the
    mouse near the OK button. "I just got a muscle spasm in my
    finger." she mocked. "Oops there it is again. Oops ... Oops ...
    Oops" she continued each time she clicked the mouse. "Oooh, that
    one was close."
    	"Cut it out," Matthew cried, getting more upset as the
    seconds ticked away.
    	When the clock got down to 10 seconds, Jenny said to her mom:
    "He's not going to have enough time to get undressed and put on
    his pajamas. Do you want me to go ahead and click on the OK
    Button?" She asked her mother.
    	Sandra told her to just wait a few more seconds.
    	When the clock got down to around 5 seconds to go, Matthew
    began crying: "OK, OK I'll put on the stupid pajamas." And then
    began undressing.
    	When the clock hit 60 seconds Jenny asked her mom if she
    could click on the OK Button. Her mother told her to just wait to
    see if Matthew will put on the pajamas, but she did tell her to
    keep the dialog box open so that if Matthew changes his mind that
    she can quickly upload his web page to the Internet.
    	Matthew slowly got undressed. He was embarrassed as he stood
    in front of his Mom and his sister wearing only his underwear and
    a T-Shirt. He picked up the blanket sleeper and held it in front
    of him. "How do you put this stupid thing on?" He asked.
    	His mother replied: "Just put your feet into the legs one
    foot at a time."
    	Jenny watched her younger brother's discomfort with great
    delight.
    	He took one foot and put it into the leg of the pajamas. As
    his foot went down into the pajama, he felt himself sliding down a
    long dark shaft of despair with no way out. He was amazed how
    easily his foot slipped into the footed part of the sleeper. He
    then took the other foot and put it in the other leg of the
    pajamas and then pulled the sleeper up to his waist. He turned
    beet red when Jenny began laughing at the sight of her 12-year-old
    brother standing in front of her with his feet and legs covered
    with red fleece.
    	Matthew slowly put his hands through each of the arms of the
    sleeper and pulled the sleeper up over his shoulders. That's as
    far as he could go, and just stood there crying.
    	His mother moved near to him and gently zipped the garment
    up. "Now that wasn't so bad," she told him. "If you'll just give
    these pajamas a chance, I think that you will really like them. I
    had a pair when I was your age and I loved them. They were the
    most comfortable pajamas I ever owned and they kept me nice and
    toasty warm all night long."
    	Jenny began laughing hysterically. She then began teasing her
    brother: "Not everybody can pull off that whole 'baby' look. But
    it looks good on you."
    	"Shut ups" Matthew responded. "Now delete that stupid s**t
    off of that computer" He demanded of his sister.
    	Jenny went ahead and closed down the dialog box that was open
    and closed down the program she was in but told Matthew that she
    was not going to delete anything off of the computer, that this
    was their "insurance policy" to make sure that Matthew would
    behave himself properly and that he would grow up to be a well
    behaved young man.
    	Jenny continued on: "And don't you even think about deleting
    anything off of this computer. It won't do you a bit of good
    because I have already taken all of the photographs and videos
    from your web site and have e-mailed them to myself at my Internet
    email address. I can go to any computer in the world and your
    pictures are just waiting for me there in my inbox. I even set up
    a couple of extra email addresses and e-mailed everything to those
    as well to make sure nothing happens to any of your pictures or
    videos. In less then an hour I could re-create your entire web
    site."
    	Matthew felt completely trapped and helpless standing there
    in his footed pajamas.
    	Sandra quickly gathered up Matthew's clothes just in case he
    should have a change of heart. She then told Jenny and Matthew:
    "Let's go out to the living room and watch some TV before we go to
    bed."
    	As he entered the living room, Paul began laughing at the
    sight of his older brother wearing his footed sleeper.
    	"Shut up!" Matthew screamed at Paul.
    	"Matthew!, you watch your mouth!" his mother scolded him.
    	After about an hour, Matthew finally settled down and his
    mother went into the kitchen and brought out some chocolate chip
    brownies she had made earlier. She had made a special batch just
    for Matthew that she spiked with a couple of sleeping pills. She
    wanted to make sure that he slept very soundly that night. She
    brought the brownies to the children one at a time. Even though
    Matthew didn't have much of an appetite that evening, chocolate
    chip brownies were his favorite so he ate them up.
    	Shortly after their snack, Sandra announced that it was
    bedtime. As she was telling Matthew good night, she gave him a
    warning: "I don't want anything 'happening' to your new sleeper
    such as it 'accidentally' getting ripped or torn or the zipper
    breaking. Remember I can easily get another pair from Lands End.
    They even had a very lovely pink pair (not really, but he didn't
    know that) that I think would suit you perfectly. So if I was you,
    I would make sure that nothing bad happens to those pajamas."
    Sandra concluded by telling Paul that Matthew is to sleep the
    entire night in his new sleeper and that if he tries to takes it
    off, that Paul is to come wake her up immediately and tell her.
    	Again Matthew felt completely helpless and more and more like
    a little baby. Now even his younger brother was "baby sitting" him
    and keeping an eye on him.
    	Matthew had a difficult time getting comfortable that night.
    He was not use to sleeping in a blanket sleeper. He wanted to
    sleep under the covers so that Paul would not be able to see him
    in his footed sleeper, but this quickly got too hot for him. He
    tossed and turned several times trying to get comfortable, but the
    one-piece sleeper would rub against his diaper each time
    amplifying the crackling and rustling sounds of his diaper. He
    finally kicked all of the covers off of himself and slept on top
    of the sheet with no covers on him at all.
    	The sleeping pills (along with the sedatives) quickly took
    effect and Matthew was fast asleep.

    A DIFFICULT 11 YEAR OLD - CHAPTER 10 - The Morning After

    	With both the sedatives and sleeping pills in his system
    Matthew slept until well after 10 o'clock the next day. When he
    awoke he was alone in his room. His younger brother Paul had woke
    up a couple of hours earlier and had already gone outside to play.
    As he yawned and stretched, his new blanket sleeper pressed up
    against his toes and reminded him of the events from the night
    before. He still could not believe that his mother would buy him
    such a childish pair of pajamas and then force him to wear them.
    All he wanted to do was to get out of these hideous pajamas with
    feet.
    	Matthew went over to his dresser to first of all get some
    clean underwear to replace his soaked diaper. As he opened his
    underwear drawer he was completely surprised to only find his
    diapers in the drawer. What had happened to his underwear as well
    as his T-Shirts and socks? He quickly opened the other drawers in
    his dresser to find all of them completely empty. He was
    dumbfounded as to what was going on. He was still pretty groggy
    from having just woken up, also the sedatives and sleeping pills
    from the night before were still effecting his ability to grasp
    what was going on. He went over to his closet and again all of his
    clothes were gone. The only clothes in the closet were Paul's.
    After a couple of minutes trying to figure out what had happened
    he began calling out for his mother.
    	As Sandra entered his room, Matthew asked her what had
    happened to all of his clothes. She began by explaining that last
    night after he had gone to sleep she had come into his room and
    gathered up all of his clothes and boxed them up. And then earlier
    that morning she had taken them to Grandpa's mini-storage and
    locked them up down there.
    	"WHAT???" Matthew asked.
    	She replied: "It's because you pitched such a fit last night
    over wearing your new pajamas. I worked very hard trying to find
    those pajamas for you and I spent more on your pajamas than I
    spent for Jenny's and Paul's put together. It was a very
    ungrateful attitude."
    	Matthew sat there in complete silence. He couldn't believe
    what he was hearing.
    	His mother continued: "Those are really very comfortable
    pajamas. If you will just give them a chance I am sure that you
    will find them to be the most comfortable pajamas you have ever
    owned. That is why I have arranged for you to spend the entire day
    and possibly the entire weekend in your new pajamas so that you
    can get used to wearing them. I bet you that in time you will
    actually look forward to wearing them, and that you won't be able
    to wait until you can put them on. The time will come when you
    will put them on hours before you go to bed, and you will lounge
    around in them all day long during the weekend, just like I use to
    do."
    	He could NEVER imagine himself wanting to wear such a
    grotesque pair of pajamas. He did however ask his mother: "Why are
    doing this to me?"
    	"Because you have gotten such a defiant and rebellious
    attitude lately. Things are going to change around here, young
    man. From now on when you disobey me, there will be hell to pay.
    You must learn that for every action there is going to be a
    reaction," Sandra explained, and then she continued: "Just like
    last night. If you had just done what you were told to do, and had
    put on your new sleeper without such a fuss, this whole matter
    would have been over and done with. But because of YOUR
    disobedience you will now have to spend an entire day running
    around the house in a pair of footed pajamas. And if you don't
    learn your lesson, then we will repeat this same process
    tomorrow."
    	It had taken several months, but Sandra had finally gotten
    the upper hand in dealing with her difficult and rebellious son.
    	Matthew, too realized that his mother was now in complete
    control and that there was nothing he could do about it. He began
    to cry as the utter helplessness of his situation settled in on
    him.
    	"What about my underwear?" Matthew sobbed.
    	Sandra then explained to her son: "I did leave out a pair of
    your underwear. Now if you are willing to take your punishment
    like a man, then you can wear your regular underwear. However, if
    you are going cry and pout like a little baby, then you can just
    wear a diaper all day long. It doesn't matter to me." She then
    asked Matthew: "So what's it going be? Are you going to accept
    your discipline like a man?"
    	Matthew weakly nodded Yes through his tears.
    	Sandra continued on, making sure he understood what she
    meant: "If you would have obeyed me last night and put on your new
    sleeper when I had first given it to, then you wouldn't be in the
    predicament that you are in now. You do realize that it is because
    of YOUR actions that you are being punished."
    	Matthew again sobbed: "Yes".
    	"Now quit crying like a baby and I will go get you your
    underwear."
    	Matthew fought hard to hold back his tears. After a couple of
    minutes he was able to stop sobbing. Sandra then left the room and
    went and got a pair of his underwear out of her own room. She
    returned with the underwear, which Matthew gladly accepted. As she
    left his room, Sandra gave instructions to Matthew for him to come
    downstairs for breakfast after he had changed out of his diaper.
    	Matthew quickly removed his soaked diaper and put on his
    regular underwear. As he threw his diaper in the trashcan, he
    wondered to himself how he was going to be able to throw it away
    outside like he was supposed to do. He grabbed the trashcan and
    very hesitantly went down stairs.
    	As soon as Jenny saw him she began teasing him: "Good
    morning, sleepyhead. I was beginning to wonder if you were ever
    going to wake up. I can't remember you ever sleeping this late."
    Then she asked: "Is it your new jammies? Do day make you sweep
    like a wittle itty bitty baby?"
    	Matthew turned beet red and his anger blazed inside of him.
    He very much wanted to cuss her out, but he knew that he would be
    in more trouble if he did. No telling how long he would have to
    wear the stupid footed sleeper for cussing. Besides that, he just
    couldn't be tough standing there in a pair of footed pajamas. So
    he just took his punishment "like a man" (or should it be "like a
    baby"). He did manage a weak "Cut it out" in response to his
    sisters' teasing. Jenny just laughed at him and walked away.
    	Matthew then approached his mother and quietly asked: "Ah
    mom, could you please take out my diaper and throw it away for
    me?"
    	Sandra couldn't believe her ears, her once proud and arrogant
    son humbly asking her to something with the word PLEASE. "I should
    make you do it yourself as part of your punishment," She replied.
    	Matthew went flush and got weak in the knees at the very
    thought of going outside and being caught wearing a blanket
    sleeper WITH FEET.
    	Sandra could see the trauma that this was causing her son, so
    she said to him: "All right, I'll do it for you this time. But
    next time you're going to have to do it yourself. That'll teach
    you to disobey me."
    	After his mother returned from her trash run, Matthew took
    his trashcan back upstairs to his room and came back down to eat
    breakfast. Sandra explained that she had already cooked breakfast
    for everybody else much earlier and then instructed Matthew to fix
    himself a bowl of cereal to hold him over until lunch, since lunch
    was only an hour or so away. After eating the cereal, Matthew went
    into the living room and watched TV until lunch was ready.
    	At lunchtime, Sandra sent Jenny out to find Paul and to bring
    him in for lunch. When Paul came into the dining room he was
    surprised to see his older brother still wearing his new footed
    pajamas. He smiled and asked: "Hey Matt, why are you still wearing
    your pajamas?"
    	Matthew again turned red and quietly answered: "Mom's
    punishing me."
    	Paul then asked: "For what?"
    	Matthew explained that it was because he didn't obey her when
    she had told him to put on his new pajamas last night. So now he
    had to spend all day in them.
    	Paul responded with a "Bummer dude."
    	The rest of the day Matthew spent watching TV or playing
    video games. Sandra couldn't help but notice how well mannered he
    was while he was wearing a pair of pajamas with feet in them. She
    realized that she had found the perfect punishment for him.
    	During the day, Matthew started to get use to his new
    pajamas. He did notice that they were very comfortable. He still
    couldn't see himself willingly wearing them all day long like his
    mother used to do, but if nobody else was around, he thought about
    how he just might put them in on and wear them around the house,
    especially if it was a really cold day.
    	That evening as he was going to bed, Matthew asked his mother
    if he would get back his "regular" clothes the next day. Sandra
    told him that she was very proud of him, that he had indeed taken
    his punishment "like a man", and that she would go first thing in
    the morning to Grandpa's mini-storage and retrieve his clothes.
    	The next morning when Matthew awoke he eagerly looked around
    his room for his regular clothes. He was very disappointed when he
    did not find them. He heard his mother downstairs in the kitchen
    getting breakfast ready so he went down to ask her about his
    clothes.
    	His mother responded that she had already been up for over an
    hour and had been to Grandpa's mini-storage and had gotten his
    clothes for him and that they were in the car. Matthew ran over to
    the window and looked outside and could see several boxes inside
    the car.
    	"Why didn't you bring them in?" he asked.
    	She answered: "There's one last phase to your punishment
    before you get your clothes back. I want to take some pictures of
    you in your new pajamas. You look so cute and adorable, I want to
    save this moment in time."
    	"WHAT?!?!" he asked.
    	Sandra just laughed a little and then explained further:
    "Besides that having some pictures around of you in a pair of
    footed pajamas will help keep you in line. The next time you start
    acting belligerent and all tough all I'll have to do is show you a
    picture of you in your cute little blanket sleeper to remind you
    of what a big baby you really are deep down inside." She then went
    on: "Now if you aren't willing to accept ALL of your punishment,
    then I can very easily take your clothes back to Grandpa's mini-
    storage and you can spend another day in your footed pajamas
    thinking about your lousy attitude." She then concluded with: "So
    what's it going to be? Are you going to accept ALL of your
    punishment and let me take some pictures of you in your new
    pajamas? Or, do you want to spend another day in your cute little
    sleeper?"
    	The last thing Matthew wanted was to spend another day in his
    blanket sleeper. Besides that he figured that his mom and Jenny
    had probably already used their "hidden" camera to take pictures
    of him anyway. (They had!) So he reluctantly agreed to let his
    mother take some pictures.
    	"Excellent," she responded. "As soon as breakfast is finished
    we'll take a few pictures and then you will get your clothes back.
    Now breakfast is almost ready, so go and call Jenny and Paul down
    for breakfast."
    	When Jenny came downstairs for breakfast she began laughing
    at her brother for still being in his pajamas. "Are you STILL
    wearing you new pajamas. You must really like them!!" she teased
    him.
    	"Shut up," Matthew fired back.
    	Their mother interrupted the two of them and explained to
    Jenny how she wanted to take some picture of Matthew in his new
    pajamas before she gave him back his regular clothes. She then
    asked Jenny to help her with the photographs.
    	Jenny readily responded, and again began teasing her
    humiliated brother. "Are you going to Moodelll your new pajamas
    for everyone to see?" she asked as she pretended she was walking
    down a catwalk striking poses for everyone to see and photograph.
    	After breakfast Sandra, Matthew and Jenny all went into
    Sandra's room where she had set up Jenny's web cam for Matthew's
    photo shoot. What he thought was only going to take a couple of
    minutes lasted for more then a half an hour. His mother and Jenny
    got pictures of him standing, sitting, laying down, legs crossed,
    legs straight out in front of him etc. etc. etc. And of course in
    every picture Matthew had to smile as if he was having the time of
    his life. When they were finally finished, Sandra had well over 50
    pictures.
    	"OK, that should be enough," His mother finally said. And
    then Sandra asked Jenny to give her hand bringing Matthew's
    clothes into the house.
    	Matthew was very glad to get back into his "regular" clothes.
    But something strange happened. After having spent well over 24
    hours in a blanket sleeper, his regular clothes suddenly felt very
    uncomfortable. Every time he moved it seemed as if his jeans would
    bind up and pinch him. But in any case, he was very happy to be
    able to go out in public again.
    	Later that afternoon Sandra took the two boys to the theatre
    to watch a movie. When she got back home she showed Jenny her
    handiwork with the cassette player and showed her the various
    tapes that she had bought off of the Internet as well as the tapes
    she had made up herself.
    	Sandra then said to her daughter: "I think we need to make up
    a new tape extolling the virtues of wearing a footed blanket
    sleeper." Jenny giggled and then Sandra asked her if she would
    like to do the honors. Jenny readily agreed and the two of them
    together worked on the script which went something like: "I
    loooove wearing pajamas with feet....... I wish I could wear my
    blanket sleeper all day long ...... I feel safe and secure in my
    footed pajamas ........ My sleeper is soooo warm and cozy ...... I
    don't care what other people think, I like my footed sleeper." It
    took several tries for Jenny to make it through an entire
    recording session without busting out with laughter.
    	When they had finished the tape, Sandra began talking to
    Jenny about her signing up for a sewing class when the new
    semester began in a few weeks. Jenny had always been a typical
    tomboy; more interested in athletics then the traditional feminine
    things. Therefore, she had no interest at all in learning how to
    sew. However, Sandra explained how she had several ideas in mind
    of outfits for "baby" Matthew. Jenny giggled with delight at her
    mothers' ideas and agreed to sign up for the sewing class.
    	For the next week Sandra played the blanket sleeper tape
    every night for Matthew. After only a week, she could tell a
    difference. Matthew was no longer fussing and complaining about
    wearing the sleeper, it even seemed like he was starting to enjoy
    it. Sandra and Jenny again set up their "hidden" camera in
    Matthews' room, and got a full-length video of Matthew diapering
    himself and then getting his sleeper out of the dresser and
    putting it on himself without anyone helping him or forcing him.
    This was Grade-A blackmail material.
    	Sandra gave Matthew a couple of weeks to get use to wearing
    footed pajamas before she moved on to the next phase of her plan.