    A Bedwetter's Discipline

    Summary: Mikey is a skinny blonde haired blue eyed 13 year old boy.
    Mikey's mom is marrying Mikey's new stepfather. Mikey also has 3 new
    stepbrothers.

    Mikey the Bedwetter and His New Family

    Part 1

    Mikey sat on his new bed in what was now his new house. The new plastic
    sheet crinkled with every move or shift of his weight. He and his
    mother had just moved in with her new husband Drew. Drew had three boys
    of his own, Drew Jr. who was 24, Mike who was 20 and Doug who was 17.

    Doug walked by Mikey's room and said, " hey faggot, that freaking noisy
    plastic bedwetter sheet is making a lot of noise". Mikey just smiled at
    his new older brother and tried to ignore him. "Don't worry," Doug
    said, "My dad will teach you how to use the toilet like a big boy or
    you won't be sitting down."

    Needless to say the very first night I drenched my bed. Drew, my new
    step dad gave me a stern lecture saying this type of nonsense needed to
    stop "immediately". When I went to my mom for support she said enough
    is enough and that Drew was my dad now and he could raise me and treat
    me like he would one of his boys.

    The second and third night I again wet. I remember Doug walking by my
    room and saying, "shit, hey Dad, this room is starting to smell like
    the zoo," then he turned to me and said, " my dad already said if you
    don't knock it off he is going to get medieval on your ass."

    That night I went to bed promising myself that I would not wet. When I
    woke I was again drenched, worst of all, the fitted plastic sheet had
    moved and my new mattress was stained piss yellow. My mother came into
    my room and saw me and started yelling and venting her frustration.
    When she attempted to strip the bedding she noticed the brand spanking
    new mattress with a big huge piss stain on it. This set her off into a
    new level of yelling, which attracted Drew into the situation.

    Drew walked into the room, grabbed my upper arm and with his other hand
    began spanking my butt. " I won't have a goddam 13 year old baby living
    in my house," he said as the spanks rained down on my pajammed butt.
    Drew got even more pissed when he realized that his hand was getting
    damp from hitting my ass, as the piss had leeched into the back end of
    my pj's. He grabbed me, pulled me closer to him and in one move
    stripped down my wet pj's and briefs. At this point I was crying
    hysterically, the noise was drowned out by the loud whacks on my now
    bare ass. After like 50 or so spanks he abruptly stopped, as my crying
    was hysterical he told me, "put you goddam thumb in your mouth, you
    useless little baby." Instantly I did as I was told. I was grabbed by
    the ear and walked downstairs into the breakfast area and put in the
    corner, thumb still in my mouth, wet pjs and undies still around my
    ankles.

    As I stood in the corner I listened as Drew my mother and my
    stepbrother chatted about how ridiculous I was.

    Being that it was summer vacation, I didn't worry about going to school
    all red-eyed and sore-butted. Instead I was sent back to my room and
    was made to wear the pissy smelling damp undies and pj's the whole day.

    I had numerous visits from Doug that day. "I told you my dad don't fuck
    around."

    "You better knock it off or you wont have an ass." My stepdad came in
    and lectured me long and hard about needing to grow up. He said that
    every wet bed would result in a spanked ass from now on. He proceeded
    to spank my butt again, which caused me to cry, which caused the thumb
    going back in my mouth. I was put back in the corner of my room, this
    time. Again with my pjs and undies down around my ankles, my red ass on
    display from the hallway. I was standing there wishing I could not be a
    bedwetter and the next thing I heard was Doug telling two of his
    friends, "look at my new baby bedwetting brother." One of his friends
    said, "It looks like your dad is already on the job."

    "Hey, how old is he, 10, 11?"

    "No he only looks like it," said Doug, and he acts like he is fucking 2
    with his freakin' bedwetting."

    My first month passed with me in my new family spanked on a very
    regular basis. Getting spanked four times a week for bedwetting was not
    unusual. When the spankings and corner time didn't decrease or stop the
    wetting Drew got really pissed.

    Part 2.

    If You Act Like a Baby Then You Ought to Look Like One.