MARC AND FRED’S AVENTURES

Chapter 10

Original title: Les aventures de Marc et Fred

Author: Bebemanu (bbmanu@hotmail.fr)

Date: February 2006

Translation: Bebemanu

Date: February 2006

Public: All public

Copyright: Bebemanu © 2006

Publication: Tbkingdom.com © 2006 (for the French version)

Deeker.com © 2006 (for the English version)

Summarized: A young boy tells, how his mother, put him back in diapers, at 11 years old.

Reproduction and publication, even partial, prohibited without obtaining the preliminary authorization of the author, the translator, and/or the editor.

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They discussed things and others, and at a given time, Philippe made a wink with Claude and said to Fred:

-Tell me Fred; it appears that you want to wear back some diapers?

Fred looked at his parents with a little panicked air, and didn’t know what to answer…

-Yes Philippe… It answered timidly.

-And why do you want to wear diapers back?

-Because it’s the fourth day that I awake in a wet bed.

-It’s indeed a good reason. But then can you explain me what is this bump that you have under your trousers?

Fred lowered the head, and reddened until the end of the ears, and answered:

-A diaper…

-A what?

-A diaper… He repeated.

-Come to see me, please.

Fred rose and approached his uncle. Philippe took him in his arms, kissed him, then sat Fred on his knees and said:

-As I could see, you always like as much to spend the weekend with a diaper on the buttocks…

Fred raised the head, looked at his uncle in the eyes, and remembered that when they were small, on Saturdays evening, they often were going to eat at their uncle’s house and that they went there in diaper and pyjamas. He smiles to his uncle and says to him:

-Yes, I like to be like that, it’s comfortable.

-It points out memories to me to see you with a stuffed bottom… You remember, before, when, with Charly and Marc, you were all the three in diaper and pyjamas?

-Yes, it was too cool! We could have said that we were brothers, all the three.

-Yes, it’s true. More especially as Charly and you, resemble each other much.

-I know… There are even people who believe that we are twins.

-Yes, more especially as you have only five months of variation.

-Yes, I know it.

-So, Camille said me that you wanted to do like before, and to spend some of your weekends in diaper?

-Yes, it’s true… He answered timidly while reddening.

-Don’t worry; you’re so cute like that. But I’m sure that in pyjamas, you must be even nicer.

-I don’t know…

Philippe raised the head towards Camille and Claude, and asked them:

-Tell me, what will you do this evening?

-Nothing special. Claude answered.

-And if you came to eat at home?

-It’s a good idea. Camille answered.

-Then this evening, you come to eat at home. But in only one condition!

-Ah? What one?

Philippe turned to the boys and looked at them before saying:

-A the condition that Marc and Fred are both diapered and in pyjamas.

The boys looked at their parents, and Fred said to his uncle:

-Ok. But what will say Charly?

-And well, perhaps that he will want to do like you.

-You believe that he would like to wear a diaper under his pyjamas, like us?

-Perhaps, I do not know. But I think yes…

-Then it’s ok, I would take a diaper for him. But we will also wear an onsie and a plastic pant under our pyjamas.

-Oh, but it’s still better! You will really seem of babies dressed like that.

-It’s what I’m wearing under my pyjamas. Marc said to his uncle.

-It’s true?

- Yes.

Marc approached his uncle and lowered his pyjama bottoms under the amused glance of his parents.

-Ah yes, it’s true. And well, you are sure being well protected like that.

-Yes, It’s done to avoid leaks.

-Well, in this case, I await you for 7:00pm. It’s ok?

-Ok, no problems. Claude answered.

Philippe rose and moved towards the door. He was turned over and said to the boys:

-And don’t forget to come in behaviour, the boys...

-Yes Philippe... They answered in chorus.

-Very well, then see you this evening.

Philippe left the house, and took his car to return at his place.

The boys went up in Marc’s room. Fred removed his jogging’s trousers, and sat down beside his brother to play the console. Marc looked at Fred and asked him:

-Fred, do you believe that Charly will agree to wear a diaper, like us?

-I don’t know, but that would astonish me. Lastly, we will see well.

-But he will tease us by seeing us arriving in pyjamas. And it will be still worse when he will see that we’re wearing a diaper under our pyjamas.

-It’s possible, but we don’t know.

The boys played the console during a good part of the afternoon. It’s Fred who rose to call his mother.

-Mom!

-Yes Fred? What do you want?

-Could you come to change me?

-Ok, I come in two minutes.

Fred turned over in the room while waiting for that his mother. When she came in the room, she approached him and said while smiling:

-What does my little boy have?

-Can change me please?

-Ok, lay down on the bed. I will seek what it’s necessary.

Camille left the wipes, the cream and a fresh diaper. She approached Fred and started to undress him. That wasn’t very difficult because he was wearing only his tights, his onsie, and his plastic pant. She opened the diaper and looked at Fred with a smile, then said to him:

-Ok, I understand why you want me to change you. My little boy pooped in his diaper...

Fred didn’t answer, and became red of shame. He wondered even how he could take pleasure to poop in his layer, like a baby. He doesn’t say anything and was satisfied to let himself do. Camille cleaned him, creamed him, and put on him a fresh diaper. She closed the onsie, positioned back on him his plastic pant, and hi tights. She looked him with a great smile and said:

-It’s done; my baby has some clean buttocks.

Fred was raised while smiling and kissed his mother while saying to her:

-Thank you mom.

-It’s nothing my baby.

She was turned over towards Marc and Said:

Well, now, it’s the turn of my second little boy to come to be changed.

Marc looked at his mother while smiling, posed the joystick, and approached her. She asked him to lengthen on the bed then started to strip him. She lowered his pyjama’s bottom, then his plastic pant and opened his onsie. Once the diaper opened, Camille seen that that was quite full. But contrary to Fred, Marc didn’t pooped. She cleaned him, creamed him, and then put on him a fresh diaper. She redressed him and kissed him. She was going to leave the room when she asked:

-Would you like a hot chocolate?

-Oh yes mom! Fred answered with enthusiasm.

-Ok. I prepare you that…

Camille went down again, and went to the kitchen to deal with the hot chocolate of the boys. A few minutes later, she went up with a small plate on which was posed two cups of hot chocolate. She posed them on Marc’s desk and went down again. The boys put the play on pause, and drank their hot chocolate gently. Once this one finished, they took again obviously their part of play. It was around 5:30pm when Claude went up on the floor. He passed his head to the door and said:

-Are you ok boys?

-Yes dad. Marc answered.

-What do you play?

-Driver.

-Oh, ok. I thought that if you were playing with Midtown Madness, I could perhaps have done a part with each one of you.

The boys looked at themselves, and without exchanging any words, they decided to change game. Fred rose while saying:

-Ok, we’ll win and you’ll be the looser.

-What? And well I would like to see that! Claude answered while laughing.

Fred changed CD which was in the console and turned over to sit down beside his brother.

-Fred, you start?

-No Marc, it’s up to you to begin.

-Ok.

Marc made a race against his father. He was able to notice that his little boy defended himself rather well. It should be said that he spend time badly to play with the console with Fred. Once the race finished, and lost by Marc, this one left the place to his brother. He benefited from it to bring down the plate with the two cups. He deposited it in the kitchen and went to see his mother in the living room.

His mother was sat in the settee, and was reading a catalogue. She turned the head by seeing him to approach and said:

-Hey, here is my little boy.

Marc sat down beside his mother and posed his head on his shoulder.

-Are you well my baby? She asked him.

-Yes mom.

-You are not wet too much?

-No mom, it’s ok. But I have poop.

-Ah, it’s not quite serious. I will not be long changing and dressing you to go Philippe’s home.

-What is it mom? Marc asked by indicating the catalogue that his mother was reading.

-It’s a catalogue my darling.

-A catalogue of what?

-A catalogue of specialized clothing.

-Oh, really?

-Yes. They are special clothing for the big babies like your brother and you.

-And why this clothing is special?

-Look. You see, it’s some footed sleepers, and these pyjamas are closed in the back. They have snaps and a reduction on the buttocks.

-It seems like pyjamas for babies.

-It’s the same ones, but in the adult size.

-Oh, this king of clothing exists for big boys?

-Of course my darling. And even for the children of your age.

-Oh, it seems to be cool. And why do you have a catalogue like that?

-Because I think that I will buy some of them for Fred. He will be nevertheless more at ease in this kind of pyjamas that in the others. And then I will see to buy some onsies for to you too. Because the ones you have, start to be a little small for you.

-It exists with drawings above?

-Yes Marc, they make some.

-Cool. And drawings have they?

-You will discover it well rather early.

-No mom, I want to know.

-No my big baby. Like that, that will make you a surprise. On the other hand my darling, I ask you to say nothing to your brother.

-Okay mom…

Marc rose and lit the TV. It was the end of Video Gags. He looked at the end of the program, extinguished the TV, and went up in his room. When he came in, his brother asked him:

-Where were you Marc? It was your turn to play.

-I was in the living room with mom. It’s not serious; I will make the next race against dad.

-Ok.

Everyone laughed of the silly things that the ones the others made by controlling their racing cars. For once, it was Fred who won. This one been able to prevent himself from parading in the room, under the amused eyes of his father who said to him:

-It’s well the first time that I see a car pilot in diaper and tights.

Fred stopped, looked at his father, and answered him:

-There’s a start for all…

Marc took the joystick and was on the point of starting again a new part when his mother came in the room and said:

-And well, that laughs well by here…

-Yes mom, I beat dad. Fred answered.

-Then I understand better. Well, again one race and then, I change and dress you because it’s already 6:15pm.

-Ok darling. Claude answered.

Camille left in his room, leaving its three men to their part of video game. A few minutes later, she saw Claude coming in the room.

-Here is, the part is finished my darling. He said, while approaching and by kissing her.

-Very well. I will dress the boys, and after, we could leave.

-Ok. Tell me, did you found what you wanted in your catalogue?

-Yes, there is all that it’s necessary for these two big babies…

-Very well. You will show me all that tomorrow.

-Ok darling…

Camille came in Marc’s room, and found the boys sat on the bed, watching TV.

-Well, with the first of these Sirs. Marc, it’s up to you.

Marc did what his mother asked him and lengthened. She entirely stripped him and he had now nothing any more but his diaper. She opened it and pointed out to him.

-Indeed, you pooped. And even a big poop, because it went up until on the front. You have some everywhere!

Marc doesn’t say anything and was satisfied to smile to his mother. She cleaned him skilfully and creamed him. She then slipped a diaper under his buttocks, and closed this one. She made him be put upright and opened the door of his cupboard. She left a blue sky onsie with small clouds printed above, and left also a plastic pant. She threaded them to him, and asked him to sit down. She threaded him a pair of socks, and finished by one of the new pyjamas which she had bought. Once dressed, Marc looked himself in the mirror and said:

-And well, with that I am sure that Charly will see my diaper.

Camille was satisfied to smile before saying:

-Fred, it’s up to you my big boy.

Fred lies in his turn on Marc’s bed and let himself do. His mother removed him his tights, his body, and then his plastic pant. She removed his layer which had to undergo several pees since the last change. She cleaned him, creamed him, and slipped a fresh diaper under his buttocks, and she adjusted the adhesives tapes. She asked him to rise and wait a few moments. She returned later one minute with, in the hands, a plastic pant, a white onsie, and a pyjama. She threaded him his plastic pant, then his onsie which started to be small for him, and finished by his pyjamas.

-Well, you’re ready for this evening. She said them.

Fred rose and looked himself in the mirror of the cupboard of his brother. He smiles and was obviously happy with the image which he had. He was turned over and kissed his mother who says:

-Now, you turn off the TV, and you go down to put your shoes.

-Ok mom. The boys answered in chorus.

Camille opened the cupboard and took what to change the boys. She took four fresh diapers, as well as a box of wipes. She put all that in a small bag and went down in its turn. She threaded its shoes, then its coat and said:

-Boys, you will not leave without your coat?

- Not mom… They answered in chorus.

They opened the wall cupboard of the hall and slipped on their wind-breakers. Claude looked at them and says:

-Well, as everybody is ready, let’s go!

The boys followed their father while their mother was closing the house. They got up in the car, and attached their safety belt. Once everybody attached, they left for Philippe’s home.

Fifteen minutes later, Claude parked the car in front of Philippe’s house. Everybody got out of the car, and moved towards the door. Marc made the bell ring. It’s his aunt who came to open to them.

-Hello aunty.

-Good evening everybody. Come in…

-Hello aunty. Fred said too with his turn.

-Hello my big boy.

-Hello Ingrid…

-Ah! My preferred sister-in-law… She answered.

-You don’t have too much evil to say that. Claude answered while smiling.

-Yes, it’s true. She admitted, while kissing his brother-in-law.

She removed them from their coats and been not able to smile when she saw that Marc and Fred were actually diapered under their pyjamas. They came in the living room where Philippe was. This one was turned over and said:

-Hey, here are my two big babies.

Marc and Fred kissed their uncle.

-I see that you came in behaviour.

-As well, we made as you said to us.

-I see that… You are very cute like that. I have the impression to return back a few years ago. Well, go to see your cousin. He’s in his room.

-No, I’m there… They heard.

-Hello Charly. Claude said while being turned over.

-Hello Uncle Claude. Hello aunty.

-Hello my darling. Camille answered.

Charly and Fred said themselves hello by a kiss, as they made it since they’re small. It’s true that the resemblance was striking, and that people who didn’t know it, could easily take them for brothers. Charly looked at Marc and Fred and said:

-But you have a diaper?

-Yes. Fred answered.

-Oh, it’s too cool! You wanted to make like we made when we were small?

-It’s a little that. Fred answered.

-We go in my room? Charly asked.

-Okay. The boys answered.

They followed Charly until in his room, which was on the floor. Charly looked at his cousins and says to them:

-Well, explain me why you’re actually wearing a diaper!

-Why, that disturbs you? Fred asked.

-No, on the contrary. I find that too cool! You’re lucky.

-And well, Marc has had a diaper because my parents decided to give some to him for the night since one week, considering that he always makes wee with the bed. Me, I have a diaper because that made four days that I awake, the morning, in a wet bed.

-Oh, really? Does your enuresis return?

-It’s possible. I have an appointment with the urologist, Wednesday afternoon.

-Ah ok. But why are you wearing a diaper this evening? You could have put it while returning at your home presently.

-And well, because we asked to our parents if we could make like before. We asked if we could spend a weekend in diapers.

-And they answered yes?

-Yes, as you can see it. And this afternoon, when your father came to the house and that he saw that we were in diaper, and that he invited us for this evening, he said that it was provided that we come in diaper and pyjamas.

-Oh, it’s so cool! You’re so lucky.

-Yes, I know.

-We make part of video game, or we look at a cartoon?

-As you want.

-Then a cartoon. You saw “The 4 fantastic”?

-Yes, it’s brilliant.

-I like it a lot. Marc answered.

-Then we looked at it.

- Ok…

The boys quietly sat down in front of their film while their parents drank aperitif. Forty five minutes later, they were called by Philippe.

-The boys!

-Yes dad, we come. Charly answered.

Charly put the film on pause, and they came down all the three to the living room to join their parents.

-Hey, here are the babies… Philippe said while smiling.

Fred smiles to his uncle, who caught him by the waist while saying:

-Come a little by here. How is this big baby, since this afternoon?

-I’m okay, uncle Philippe.

-You thought of what you said to me this afternoon?

Fred looked at his uncle, and thinks a moment.

-Euh… I don’t remember any more what it was.

Philippe murmured something in Fred’s ear, and Fred made not with the head.

-Ah, it’s a pity. It would have can be interested to him.

-What are you both talking about? Ingrid asked while smiling.

-Nothing my darling. But this afternoon, Fred said me something, and I answered him that I didn’t know anything of it.

-And about what is it?

-It’s about what I spoke to you a few moments ago, in the kitchen.

-Oh, I see…

-And well, there’s only one solution know it. She said. Charly.

-Yes mom?

-Would you have liked that to do like before and to spend the evening in diapers, like your cousins?

Charly didn’t answer and became red to the ears. His mother supposed that this reaction was equivalent to a negative answer and said:

-Apparently, that doesn’t seem to interest him…

Charly thinks a few moments before saying:

-Why not…

His father looked at him and says while laughing:

-I was sure of it! You see Fred; you would have to take a diaper for your cousin, as you wanted to do it…

-I didn’t think of it… Fred answered disappointed.

Camille rose and left the living room. She beckoned with Ingrid discreetly to join it. Ingrid left in her turn the living room, and moved towards the kitchen where Camille had just come in.

-What’s the matter? Ingrid asked.

-Nothing special. If you want, we can make a surprise to Charly.

-How that?

-In my bag, I have some fresh diapers to change the boys… I can give you one for Charly.

-Ah, but why not… It’s indeed a good idea. Let us turn over to the living room, I will send Charly to put himself in pyjamas in a few minutes, and I will go up behind him, while having taken one of the diapers you have.

-No problem.

-Well, let us turn over to see the men.

Camille and Ingrid returned to the living room with two boxes of Apéricubes. The boys liking that, they obviously threw themselves above.

-Hey there! Take them slowly. It will not fly away…

Ingrid poured a glass of Coke for each boy and poured again the men. Approximately ten minutes later, she made a wink with Camille and said:

-Charly.

-Yes mom?

-You will put yourself in pyjamas my darling.

-Already; but why?

-Because it’s like that. Go up!

-Ok mom. Charly answered.

He didn’t understand why his mother sent him to put his pyjamas, but thinks that like that, he would be a little like his cousins. He went up in his room, and was stripped. Ingrid left the living room, and while going upstairs, took a diaper in Camille’s the bag. She assembled and dissimulated the diaper in her back before entering in Charly’s room. When Charly saw his mother entering in his room, he put his hands in front of his dick and said:

-Hey! Mom, you could knock the door. I’m naked!

-And then? Where is the problem? It’s me who has made you, not? And then it’s well that you are naked …

-Really? Why?

-Ah, ah. Little curious…

Ingrid approached her son and pushed him towards the bed. Charly sat down on his bed and looked at his mother who always had a hand in the back.

-Considering that wouldn’t get out of order to have a diaper on your butt, I will realise your wish.

Charly looked at his mother with big eyes, didn’t believe what he just heard.

-What? You will diaper me?

-Yes.

-But what dad will say?

-Don’t worry for that, he’s well-informed.

-Yes, but the problem is that you don’t have any diaper for me. Then how will you do?

Ingrid smiles to wire and left the layer which was dissimulate in her back.

-And that, what is it?

-Ouah, a diaper! But where did you have it?

-That isn’t your problem… Well, lay down that I diaper you as the big baby who you are.

Charly started to laugh and lay down on his bed. His mother slipped the diaper under his butt, and closed it after having adjusted it. Charly was put upright and looked at his crotch. He was amazes to see the bump which made the diaper. He looked at his mother, made him a great smile and said:

-Thank you mom. It’s comfortable and soft.

-Yes, I suspect it. On the other hand, it’s only for this evening. It’s out of question that you wear diapers like before. I estimate that you nevertheless passed the age of this kind of things.

-Ok mom. Answered Charly a little disappointed by what his mother said to him.

-Well, come there that I put your pyjamas to you.

He approached his mother, and was let dress as a 3 year old little boy. His pyjamas being enough moulding, the diaper which he had under it, saw rather well. Ingrid kissed him and says:

-Here are big baby, you can go to join your cousins. You will not spoil anymore, considering that you’re now like them.

Charly left his room, followed by his mother, and descended the staircases. He could hear the plastic noise of his diaper to each one of its steps. He came in the living room as if nothing were, and sat down near Fred. His father looked him with a great smile and made him a wink. They are only a few minutes later that Fred seen the bump that Charly had under his pyjama bottoms.

-Hey, Charly! But you have a diaper!

Charly looked at his cousin with a great smile while reddening.

-Yes, I have a diaper.

-Oh, but it’s too cool!

-But I believed that you didn’t put any anymore?

-Not, I don’t put any anymore, but it’s mom who said me that since that didn’t disturb me, I had the right to wear one this evening.

-It’s super cool…

-And it’s too well to be in diaper. Even if it’s only for this evening, and that after I wouldn’t wear some anymore.

-Oh, really? Why?

-But because I don’t need some. I don’t make pee with the bed.

-Ah, ok…

The boys continued to eat Apéricubes and others cakes. Good half an hour was passed before Ingrid said:

-Well, we eat in 5 minutes.

Fred rose and went to ask his mother, with low voice:

-Mom. Does Charly can sleep at home this evening?

-I don’t know. Ask to Ingrid if she agrees. It doesn’t disturb me.

Fred was raised and gone to sit down beside his aunt.

-Hey, here is my second little boy. Ingrid said.

-Aunty.

-Yes my darling?

-Does Charly can sleep at home this evening?

-And well me I don’t see disadvantages. If everyone agrees, then I agree too.

Fred looked at his uncle who made him a wink and his father made him sign “yes” with the head. He turned to Charly which looked at him with a great smile on the lips.

-Charly, do you want to come to sleep at home this evening?

-Of course yes, no problems.

-Yeah, it’s too cool!

-Hey, hey, be quite the boys. It’s not worthwhile to excite you like that. Charly, you will prepare a bag with your stuffs for tomorrow. You will not stay in pyjamas I suppose.

-Ok mom. Fred, you come to help me to prepare my bag?

-Yes, I come.

Camille turned to Ingrid, and said:

-You know, it may be that he stays in pyjamas tomorrow. Because considering Fred and Marc will be there, he will perhaps want to do like them.

-Yes, there are chances.

-By against, if tomorrow he asks me to diaper him like his cousins, what have I to do?

Ingrid looked at Philippe and sought a response in her glance. Philippe turned to his sister and said:

-And well, knowing it, he will ask you one, it’s certain. Then tomorrow morning, you even not ask him. You change him with a fresh diaper, as you will do it with Marc and Fred.

-Ok, not of concern.

-And considering he wants to make like his cousins, tomorrow evening, you bring him back for us diapered.

-Oh, really?

-Yes. Like that, he will have spent his weekend in diaper, him too. And then if that doesn’t disturb you, will you be able to give him one or two fresh diapers? Like that, we will diaper him for the night. But Monday morning, it will be the return to reality, and then, the removal of the diapers.

-Very well, it’s clear, not problems. So tomorrow, I would have three babies at home.

-Yes, it’s the least which we can say… Ingrid answered with a frank smile on the lips.

Ingrid rose and invited everyone to eat. She put herself at the bottom of the staircase and called:

-The boys!

-Yes?

-Lunch time!

-Ok mom, we come…

A few moments later they descended the staircases and sat down round the table. As to his practice, Charly came to sit down beside Fred. Camille who was opposite, beside Ingrid, looked at the two boys attentively, and turned to Ingrid to say to her:

-It’s true that they resemble each other much. I understand that certain people take them for twins.

-Yes. It was always obvious. Notice, Philippe and you, you resemble each other enormously too.

-Yes, it’s true.

-Therefore, like known as the saying: “A dog, doesn’t make cats”.

-Exactly… Camille answered while laughing with Ingrid.

-What is there mom? Charly asked.

-Nothing my darling. Camille was saying to me that it’s true that Fred and you, you resemble each other much.

-Yes, it’s true mom.

-And when you were small, certain times, we equipped you in the same way. With the result that many people believed that you were twins.

-But there is still which believe it. Fred said in his turn.

-It doesn’t astonish me… Ingrid answered. And then I’m sure that, sometimes, you play about it and that you purposely make you pass for brothers.

-Yes… Charly answered while smiling. But we never thought yet of getting dressed similar to go to the college.

-Ah… it astonishes me by you. I believe that would be needed that Camille and me, we buy some identical clothing to you. That could be amusing for you to make you pass for twin brothers.

-Yeah, that would be cool!

Ingrid poured the meal which was succulent. Everyone turned over to the living room to take the coffee. Before Camille doesn’t sit down, Fred called her.

-Mom.

-Yes my darling?

-You can occupy of me?

-Ah, I see…

Camille turned to Ingrid and asked her gently:

-Ingrid, where can I change the boys?

-Well, you can use the guest room.

-Ok.

Camille was turned over and says:

-Marc, Fred. You come with me.

They followed their mother and went up in the guest room. Camille changed them, and they went down again a few minutes later, with a fresh diaper on the buttocks. The boys were entitled to a hot chocolate, while the adults took digestive after their coffee. It was approximately 11:10pm when Claude said:

-Well, I believe that it’s time for us to go back home.

-Yes, I think too. Camille answered.

They rose, and Ingrid called the boys who had gone up to play in Charly’s room.

-The boys!

-Yes mom?

-It’s time to leave.

Less than 30 seconds later, they were all the three in the hall. They fitted, and slipped on their wind-breakers. Everyone said “goodbye”, and Charly kissed his parents who said to him:

-Be wise my darling.

-Yes mom.

Claude took the road to go back home. Once returned, the boys went up in Marc’s room where they were authorized to play with the console, for thirty minutes. During this time, Camille prepared the bed which was dissimulated under Fred’s bed. Fred had a bed with a drawer in lower part, and this drawer was not other than a second bed. Once the bed finished, Camille turned over to see the boys and says to them:

-Everybody upright!

The boys rose, and Camille lowered one by one the pyjamas to check the state of the diapers of these three big babies. They were dry. It astonished her a little. She looked at Charly and said him:

-We will take some small precautions. Remove your pyjama bottoms; I come back in thirty seconds.

Charly did what his aunt asked him and removed his pyjama bottom. Camille came back with a plastic pant which she threaded to Charly; and his pyjama bottom. She explained to him that it was to avoid the leaks if he made pee in his diaper.

She was going to leave the room when she says to the boys:

-If you are thirsty, it’s immediately, because it’s time to go to bed.

They went down to the kitchen and drank each one a big glass of water. Charly was turned over towards Fred and asked him:

-Fred. If I want to make pee, you believe that I can make in my diaper?

-Of course yes, why?

-For nothing, but I wouldn’t like that aunty thunders me because I have make pee in my diaper.

-But she will not thunder you! Fred answered while laughing. She even put you in plastic pant to avoid the leaks. Why do you ask me that? You want to make pee?

-Not. I was just asking it to myself, so it’s why I asked it to you, just to know.

-Ah, ok. Well, you come? We go to bed.

-Yes, I come.

They went up in their room and gone to bed. Marc fell asleep very quickly. Fred and Charly discussed a little with low voice, not to be made thunder. Fred was not long to fall asleep, while Charly thought of the evening that he had just spent, as at the day which awaited him tomorrow. It made him funny to be with the bed with a diaper. He remembered that a few years ago, he had, sometimes, put a diaper for the weekend, to make as his cousins who still made pee with the bed. He doesn’t made pee with the bed anymore since he was 4 years old. He asked to himself how many children could wear a diaper well to go to the bed. And he wondered even if some of his buddies wear some. It’s on this question that he fell asleep…