    The Life of Brent

    Summary: This is my story of my life in diapers. From my early
    beginning as punishment to the end as pure enjoyment.

    Prologue-My name is Brenton Samuel Parson. I was born on September 12,
    1990. When I was young I lived with my Mom Elaine, my Dad Ron, my
    younger sister Alex and my older brother Troy. We lived in a small town
    in New Hampshire. My mom said I was hard to potty train. I wasn't out
    of diapers until, well... after kindergarten.

    Chapter 1-Kindergarden Part 1

    I went to school at the local public school in our town. My sister was
    a year younger than I so she was at home while Troy was in first grade.
    My mom had me in diapers during the day and night. My mom was pretty
    patient about my potty training. Dad wasn't but still thought it was
    good to wear diapers to school for two reasons. One was so I'd figure
    how embarrassing it is to wear diapers. Two, the embarrassment would
    scare me or humiliate me out of diapers. In August before school
    started the letter about who was going to what class came. I was in
    Mrs. Brighton’s class. Troy said she was nice and would be
    understanding about my 'condition'. On the first day mom dropped me and
    Troy off. We went to the same school but different classes. In my
    backpack was everything I'd need for the year, extra diapers and a note
    from mom explaining why. I couldn't read so I didn't know that then.
    When I walked in Mrs. B (That's what we called her) said we should sit
    down. I got nervous about someone seeing my diaper so I crawled under a
    table. Underneath I met David Wesly. He was smaller than me, blonde and
    wore glasses.

    "Who are you?" I asked.

    "I'm Dave and I'm hiding so nobody sees my diaper," he said. I noticed
    a bulge in his pants.

    "That's the same reason I'm under here," I said.

    "What’s your name?" David (I'll call him Dave) asked me.

    "I'm Brent," I said as I stuck out my hand. Looking ahead, we'll be
    friends for a while. We went out. I handed Mrs. B my note and Dave did
    the same. She looked at it.

    "Children, Will you please go see Mrs. Kennedy (She was our teacher’s
    aid) and she will give you a tour of the school," she said. They left
    and we waited five minutes.

    "Okay, are any of you wet?" she said, looking at us. She checked us.

    “You’re fine, but if you need changing come to me and I’ll go with
    you," she said, smiling at me. I thought this year would go smoothly
    but I was about to be woken up.

    Chapter 2-Kindergarden Part 2

    I came home that day very happy.

    "What's with you?" Troy said.

    "I met a kid that wears diaper too!"

    "Who?" Mom said walking in.

    "Dave Wesly!"I said.

    "On a diapered note, do you need changing?" mom said, coming over.

    "Maybe I do, maybe I don't" I said smartly.

    "Well, smarty, let's find out," Troy said, jumping at me. He came short
    but grabbed my shorts and pulled them down.

    "Well, young man, you do need changing," Mom said, grabbing my hand. I
    pulled up my pants but mom stopped me.

    "They're gonna come off anyway," she said, taking them from me. We went
    up to my room. It looked like a normal four-year-olds room except the
    changing table. Lifting me up, mom undid my tapes. She removed my
    diaper. She wiped my penis and butt with a wipe. Then it was the baby
    powder and the new diaper.

    "When will this stop?" Mom sighed. I looked at her questionably. She
    gave my pants back. Then walking up to my sister she asked her if she
    needed changing, hoping for a good answer. Alex replied with a
    “possibly.” Mom picked her up, and tickling her she said, “That’s not
    the right answer.”

    After Alex got changed mom started to make dinner. Me and Troy were
    outside playing with a ball. Alex was in the sandbox, and then dad came
    home. Me and Troy said hi then resumed catch. He walked into the house
    gave Alex a kiss.

    "How was his day at school?" Dad asked mom with a kiss.

    "He met a new friend," Mom said, hoping that’s what he meant.

    "I meant his issue," Dad asked, looking out the window.

    "He was fine. The teacher doesn't mind and his friend wears diapers,
    too." Mom called us in for dinner while dad sat at his seat. He asked
    us questions about school. Alex said she doesn't go to school. We all
    laughed.

    Next day we got ready for school. Mom handed us our lunches and we all
    got in the car. Mom dropped us off, said she loved us and drove off. I
    said bye to mom and Troy. I went to class. Dave was waiting under our
    usual table where we would hide. Mrs. B gave us our agenda (which I had
    no idea what it meant.) She said we would go to the pond across the
    street. I got excited because I liked the frogs in our pond in our back
    yard. We all lined up, and while the class left Mrs. B asked if we were
    wet. Dave said yes and I said no. She changed Dave and we left.

    The kids asked what we were doing. One joked that we were getting our
    diapers changed. We laughed... well, kind of. We got there and Mrs. B
    and the Aid (That’s what I'll call Mrs. Kennedy) taught us about the
    habitat and ecosystem. We looked at the frogs, turtles and fish. Then
    when I wasn't looking a girl fell into the pond and took me with her.
    Me and the girl got soaked. My diaper bloated and my pants were soaked.
    The girl's clothes were soaked, also. Mrs. B said we should take off
    our pants. I was a little hesitant. When I did everybody laughed. I
    began to cry because my diaper was bloated from the water. Dave came
    over and said for them to be quiet. Mrs. B said that was very nice of
    Dave.

    We got back to class everybody(except Dave) was laughing. Mom picked me
    up and everybody in the car line was laughing at me. Mom asked what was
    wrong and I told her what happened. Mom said she told me I should be
    potty trained. I agreed.

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