    Chad's Summer Break

    Chad is an average 9 year old-- short, skinny, light-complexioned,
    blond hair with blue eyes. All of Chad's friends at school saw that
    Chad was what you would call normal. At home it's a completely
    different story. You see, Chad has been a bedwetter for about a year
    now and he truly doesn't know what's wrong with himself, but because
    his father works overseas and has remarried to another woman to look
    out after Chad, and she thinks he is doing it on purpose for attention.
    The first time Chad woke up with wet sheets, his stepmother was about
    as nice and caring about the situation. After about a week or so of his
    morning problem, she started to get aggravated and took him to a
    doctor. As the doctor explained, there was nothing seriously wrong with
    him; she really started to get frustrated. On the last day of school
    before summer break, Chad was greeted at his front door by his
    stepmother with a fairly wicked smile on her face. As Chad walked in
    the house, his stepmother ordered him to his room and to strip off all
    of his clothes. Without questioning he did as told but was scared of
    what was going to happen next. About ten minutes later, Carrie walked
    in the room with the basket of stained sheets. She sat Chad down on the
    bed and said:

    "This summer you are going to endure a big change in your everyday
    activities. For starters, since you've been wetting your bed and
    ruining your bed sheets, I have a new complete vision as to how I'm
    going to handle this matter. Starting right now, you are punished for
    the entire summer. From now and on this summer I'm going to treat you
    like a baby since you insist on acting like one. These are the rules:

    1.	You will wear a diaper at all times of the day.
    2.	You are not allowed to change or tamper with your diapers. If you
    do, you will bear a severe spanking and other punishments.
    3.	You will sleep in a crib at night and for your naptimes.
    4.	You will not be allowed to talk. You can only cry, laugh, or make
    other babyish noises that a baby does.
    5.	You are going to drink from a bottle and I will feed you only
    baby food and you will be seated in a highchair for feedings.

    "These rules will take effect right now unless of course you have
    anything else to say or ask. do you?"

    Chad was taken by total surprise and started crying unmercifully. Just
    then, Carrie laid him down and stuck a pacifier in his mouth and picked
    him up and carried him to the bathroom where she had already ran his
    bath water. After a quick bath, she then dried him off and positioned
    him on his knees, leaning halfway in the tub and proceeded to give him
    an enema.

    After she finished, she carried him to the bedroom down the hall next
    to his old room, placed him on the new changing table and proceeded to
    pin him in a thick, six-layer cloth diaper and pulled a pair of frosty-
    transparent plastic pants. After she finished that, Carrie had Chad
    stand up off the table and tucked in the rest of the diaper in the
    plastic. Chad was still in tears and not only that but was suffering
    from painful cramps in his stomach, and to make matters worse, she
    locked his plastic-pants on him so he couldn't take them off.

    Carrie then opened one of the drawers and dressed Chad in a fuzzy
    footed sleeper with no holes for his hands and it zipped up the back
    and again locked on so he couldn't get to his diapers. Chad was placed
    in his crib and given a bottle of juice to drink. Before Carrie left
    Chad's room, she said in baby talk, "It looks like there's a baby
    that's about to have a mess in his diapers, so he better get used to
    messing them and that bottle better be empty when I check on you later
    or you will be getting another enema before bedtime after dinner."

    She then kissed him on the forehead and told him to take a nap. As Chad
    leaned forward to get the bottle he instantly lost control and flooded
    his diaper with the warm, messy enema. He lay back down and drank the
    bottle which was laced with a diuretic, sleeping medicine, and a stool
    softener and as he finished it, he then just passed out. Chad was
    awakened by Carrie saying, "wake up, sleepyhead, and it's time for your
    dinner. Then you can go back to sleep."

    She carried Chad downstairs to the kitchen and placed him in his
    highchair and spoon-fed him six jars of baby food and gave him another
    bottle of special formula, and again passed out. Chad awoke in the
    middle of the night and noticed that his diaper had not been changed
    because it was wetter and messier than he knew before and was also
    feeling a bad case of diaper rash. He tried calling for Carrie to come
    in and change him, but got no answer. Chad managed to climb out of his
    crib to go find Carrie. Chad found her in the kitchen drinking her cup
    of coffee and when she noticed him standing there she picked him up and
    brought him back to his room where she cleaned and changed his diaper.
    But before putting a fresh diaper on him, she gave him a spanking he
    will never forget. As Carrie was oiling and powdering him, she gave him
    four glycerin suppositories and placed him in a disposable diaper and
    put a t-shirt on him. Carrie brought Chad downstairs and fed him two
    bowls of cereal and gave him a bottle of milk, and yes again, it was
    laced.

    After breakfast, Carrie placed Chad in a playpen and gave him his
    pacifier, blankie, and some toys to play with. Chad felt the urgency to
    release his bladder and bowels and did not even try to fight, and soon
    he had a fully loaded diaper and then drifted off to sleep. Chad awoke
    to find himself restrained to the crib laying on his stomach and
    gagged. While noticing his surroundings he filled his diaper again with
    another wet and messy load. That summer Chad grew dependent and
    attached to diapers and has been treated like a baby all summer.

    To be continued---