    The Baby at Camp
    By Baby Iagan
    (who wishes he was a bedwetter)

    	We were in our Dodge Caravan on the way to PondO'Isles Scout
    Reservation. Me and my brother were in the van, but soon, we will
    getting a full sized Ford, so we can pick up the others campers. Mitch,
    my brother, was 13 and he been to the camp twice, so he isn't nervous as
    I was, the youngest in the troop, at 9.
    	"Maybe," I thought to myself, "I am too young for the trip. Dad
    said that it was okay, so I decided to go."
    	We stopped at the car rental place, and got the van, we then
    picked up the 12 other scouts - Nick, who is the oldest at 16, Joey, who
    is 15, Darrin, 15, Rurik, 14, Javier, 14, Mark, 13 and Mitch's best
    friend, Mike G, 13, Zack, 12, Mike O, 12, Zenon, 11 and Tannon, 11.
    	As soon as the van was packed, we were on to PondO'Isles. Soon, it
    was time for a rest stop to pee and to eat Burger King. After we all got
    back into the van, it was time to hit the road. Soon, we turned off the
    highway, pay the toll and took a four lane highway into the hills. Soon,
    we took a right onto a local street, then we took a left onto a dirt
    road. Soon we were at PondO'Isles.
    	PondO'Isles Scout Reservation is on a small body of water called
    PondO'Isles. It is one of the smallest scout camp in the district, and
    it doesn't get used to much. The camp is surrounded by a state forest,
    so the boy scouts don't want to sell it.
    	Anyway, we unloaded the van and put our belongings into North
    cabin. The first activity for the day was cooking our supper for the
    evening. The scout master was busy with the water system.
    	After supper, the scout master told us to turn in early, so we all
    did. When we went into the North cabin to get ready for bed, Nick was
    showing off. I looked at it and felt inferior. I mean, his was at least
    7", and mine was still SMALL! Mitch and the others were commenting on
    theirs, too, but I was still nervous.
    	The next morning, we got awaken by our scout master who told us
    what we were going to do. We had to swim to Rock Island, a small island
    about 100 yards offshore, and back with a mannequin, then we had to hike
    3 miles on Rugged Peak trail with our backpack to Rugged Peak. After we
    came back from that we were going to split up and do some canoe races. I
    am a good swimmer, but I came in last dragging my mannequin across the
    water. I then started up Rugged Peak and I did okay. On the way up, I
    decided to drink from my canteen.
    	After we came down from Rugged Peak, we split into groups for the
    canoe races. I held my own, as I came in 8th.
    	After the races, it was time for lunch. I was pretty happy when
    the scout master said that we could swim. Nick, Darrin, Joey & Rurik
    decided to take a canoe out. I decided to swim at the beach. The others
    decided to play soccer.
    	After 2 hours of swimming, the scout master assigned us chores.
    Mine was to dig a ditch around the canteen, so I started to do it.
    	Soon it was supper, then the scout master told us to go to the
    cabin. He had to run an errand, so he told us to be good.

    The Baby at Camp - Part 2

    	I was tired, so I decided to go to bed. Tannon and Rurik were
    talking to Mitch, Mark and Nick, and they were glancing over at me. I
    didn't think of them glancing at me, so I just stripped down to my
    boxers and got into the bed. I was thinking of what I did today, and I
    was looking forward to tomorrow. I thought I had a great day, and so
    far, no camp initiation rituals.
    	Soon Rurik, Mitch, Mark and Nick left the cabin, so Tannon looked
    over at me and smiled. In a few minutes, he left the cabin. In about an
    half hour, I fell asleep thinking that the camp rituals wouldn't be
    happening to me.
    	In another cabin, Mitch was looking over the crib. Zenon looked at
    it and said, "I'm glad it isn't me this year, Mitch. I had fun as a baby
    for that week. Do you think BabyMikey'll like it?"
    	Mitch looked at Zenon and said, "You were a cute diapered baby,
    Zenon, so was Tannon. I think Mikey would love it. Next time we come
    here, we have 3 new campers. BabyMikey'll be a baby then, too. One of
    his buddies will be here then."
    	Zenon said, "I was fun, the 3 days wearing just a diaper while
    doing my jobs, and yes, lots of digging ditches. I really drank a lot of
    liquids." Zenon thought to himself, 'And I am glad I tried them. I love
    wearing them.'
    	In the cabin, I was asleep and dreamt about me as a baby. I'm not
    sure of why I love diapers, but me and my buddy, Brentford, looked at
    the diaper web sites on the computer. I wish Brentford was here at the
    camp, but dad said that he'll be here in 3 weeks when we are back here.
    I dreamt about me and Brentford as a baby and we were in diapers and
    sleeping in cribs.
    	Soon, I heard someone say, "Put the blanket over his head."
    Suddenly, I had a blanket on my head and my sheet and blanket that
    covered me were ripped off my bed. The voice said, "Number 4, grab his
    legs so he won't kick." Soon 'number 4' held my legs so I won't kick.
    The voice said, "Calm down, Mikey. Number 3, do you have the stuff?"
    	I guess number 3 nodded, since I felt my boxers being pulled down.
    Someone was playing with my penis and the others were commenting on my
    size. Soon the blanket was taken off my head and I was surrounding by 9
    kids wearing sheets. Suddenly, I got blindfolded and then someone lifted
    my legs up into the air. Then I felt someone putting cream on my skin.
    Soon I was pinned into a diaper, and the voice told me to grab his hand
    and I waddled while walking to someplace other than my bed. Where was I
    going, I didn't know, but soon the voice said, "You need to take a
    drink. You'll need it. We want you to think these 4 glasses."
    	I didn't touch it for a while, so someone spanked me HARD. I
    decided to drink it, and the first glass was orange juice, the second
    glass was pineapple juice and the other two were apple juice. 'I guess
    they wanted to scare me, 'I thought to myself. Soon I was in a bed, and
    the voice said, "Number 7 and number 9, let him have the milkshake."
    Soon a straw was in my mouth. After I finished drinking the unusual
    tasting milkshake, I fell asleep.

    The Baby at Camp - Part 3

    	When I awoke the next day, I was still in a haze! The drinks I
    drank last night made me poop and wet the diapers, but truthfully I
    didn't mind. The room I was in, was dark, but I knew I wasn't in my cot.
    The mattress was thicker than a cot's mattress, so I relaxed. I wonder
    when the camp ritual would be over, but then I fell back to sleep.
    	When I awoke again, the room was still dark. I saw a flashlight
    and a muffled voice said, "Are you thirsty? Don't talk, just nod." I
    nodded, so I was given a bottle. "I'll hold the bottle," the voice said.
    I felt the nipple at my mouth, so I just started to drink. It tasted
    like warm milk, but after I drank it, the voice said, "Still thirsty?"
    	I nodded so again I had a bottle at my lips. I started to drink
    from it and it was 'GATORADE'. What I didn't know that my drinks last
    night and so far today had muscle relaxants, diuretics, sleeping pills,
    laxatives and tranquilizers in them. I knew I was sleepy, and I fell
    asleep again.
    	At my house, mom was redoing the guest room. She had painters
    paint the wall a very light lavender, then had my uncle bring in a crib,
    changing table, a rocking chair, rocking horse. Mom then hung up a
    pillow-y 'S' fabric letter, then 'C', 'O', 'T', 'T' and 'Y' on the wall
    over the crib, then an airplane and a train on the wall next to the
    changing table.
    	My uncle, looked at the new room and said, "I think Scotty will
    love it. I'm glad you and Don aren't mad about his request, Mary. Most
    boys like being a baby, but they think that it is wrong. Duran and
    Dylan, when I get them, will be babied."
    	My mom said, "When I found those stories in Scotty's room, I was
    angry. After talking to you, Mark, I'm glad you helped me. I guess
    Scotty's bedwetting is part of him wanted to be babied. Mark, Duran and
    Dylan were abused. Scotty wasn't."
    	Uncle Mark said, "Most boys would love to stay as a baby longer.
    Unfortunately, boys think that their parents would think of them as
    sissies, so they become tougher. If you get 100 boys together and talk
    to them separately, you will see that they would love to be babies.
    Together, they would NOT say it. I think Scotty will like being Duran
    and Dylan's friend."
    	When I woke up again, I was outside! I was still in a haze, but I
    was in a footed sleeper made to look like a boy scout uniform. On my
    hands were mittens and I was I was in a huge playpen. I looked around
    and tried to stand. I didn't know it but I tied so I couldn't stand.
    next to me was a bottle that looked like milk.