    LEAP YEAR BRANDON
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    	"BUT MOMMMMM!" Brandon was dragged sobbing into his
    house by his mother. Every step he made caused his wet
    pants to squish around his waist.
    	"But nothing young man, I've told you not to wet your
    pants, and now you've gone and done it again. I'm going to
    have to do something about this young man, and trust me I
    will!"
    	Brandon sobbed as he was lead into the spare bedroom,
    and told to wait there. He lay down on the bed and cried,
    wishing that he hadn't wet his pants in the middle of the
    mall.
    	Brandon had been a bedwetter all of his life, and his
    Mom had stopped using diapers when he was 3 1/2, saying he
    was too old for them. She gave him Goodnites, but these
    would leak on him and make him wake up in a wet, smelly bed
    every day. He had always had sporadic toilet accidents
    since being declared day trained, and had always felt bad
    about them, but there was nothing he could do.
    	He didn't remember falling asleep, but when he woke
    up, but when he did, he had wet again, and the guest bed
    was soaked. It was then that the front door opened, and his
    mom came into the room.
    	"I see that you've done it again Brandon, but now
    we're going to take care of you. It's obvious that I've
    made a mistake in moving your birthday to February 28th,
    because it's obvious that you have the habits of a one year
    old, my little leap year son. Therefore, I shouldn't get
    mad at you, but just treat you like your age."
    	From behind her back she pulled out a package of
    Pampers 6, and some lotion and powder. Brandon screamed and
    tried to run away, but she grabbed him and pushed him down
    on the bed. Quickly she pulled off his shoes, one by one
    and unbuttoned his pants. Off came the soaking pants and
    underwear, and he lay on the bed half naked. She used one
    hand on his chest to keep him from moving around too much,
    and with her other hand she wiped his bottom and genitals
    clean with a baby wipe. Quickly she raised his legs and
    slipped the diaper underneath. It was at list point when
    Brandon started bawling, but she just rubbed his stomach
    and told him that it was alight. Next came the lotion,
    which she made sure covered every diapered surface, and
    powder was shaken into the diaper and onto him. She brought
    the front up, over his crotch, and tightly taped it into
    place. Brandon sobbed as she then worked his feet into the
    foots of a sleeper, and pulled it up. She took off his
    shirt, and placed his arms into the sleeves, and then
    zipped it up the back.
    	Brandon was now really and truly trapped in a DIAPER!
    He stopped sobbing long enough to reach down to his crotch,
    and feel the protective thick bulge. He sniffled and then
    looked at his mother.
    	"I'm only one??" he asked
    	"Of course you are, I should have known that a one
    year old isn't ready to be potty trained. You probably
    won't be ready until you are at least 3 maybe even 4!"
    	Brandon thought about this, and when he had realized
    that this meant he would be a teenager before he was out of
    diapers, he started to cry all over again.
    	"There There" his mother said as she picked him up in
    her arms, and patted his diapered bottom, "It's OK, baby."
    	She then put him in a playpen in the kitchen where she
    could watch him while dinner was prepared. Brandon sat
    there, and played with his toys which she had thoughtfully
    placed in there. Unfortunately, he soon had to poop.
    	"Mooommmy! I need to poopy!"
    	"Well, you're wearing a diaper for a reason Brandon,
    use it!"
    	Brandon didn't know what to do, the cramps got faster
    and more painful until finally he rose to a crawling
    position. Soon he could hold it no longer, and both pee and
    poop came out of his body, soaking and dirtying the diaper
    at the same time. Brandon sat down, and wept until his
    mother came over. Quickly she lifted him out of the pen and
    unsnapped his crotch. She stuck a finger into the diaper
    and declared him wet and messy. Off to his room they went,
    only it wasn't his room anymore! His crib was back, and so
    was his old dresser with the changing table on it! Brandon
    was placed on the table, and the chest strap applied to
    keep him from falling off and hurting himself. his crotch
    was opened, and the sleeper bottom pulled back and out of
    the way. Slowly she untaped his diaper and pulled down the
    front, exposing the mess that he'd made! His legs were
    lifted by the ankle, and his mother started washing his
    bottom with a warmed baby wipe. Soon she had him all clean,
    and attention was turned to the diaper rash cream, lotion,
    and powder treatment. Once these were applied, his butt was
    lowered onto a fresh, crisp waiting diaper. The front was
    brought up, and the tapes tightly fastened.
    	His mother declared that he was too tired to stay up
    any longer, and so she put him into his crib and tucked him
    in. She left the room, and came back several minutes later
    with a bottle, and told him that if he ever left the crib
    after being put into it, that he would be in very deep
    trouble, the kind that you really don't want to know about!
    	And so Brandon lay there, contemplating whether or not
    he was six, or simply an 18 month old baby, who didn't have
    a care in the world, and could have a wet and messy diaper
    and not get into trouble. He was wetting his diaper as he
    fell asleep, comfy, warm, and as peaceful as a baby.

    PART 2

    	Sunlight entered the room, and Brandon began stirring
    from his sleep, he didn't even really take in his
    surroundings, but began to climb over the crib rail
    instinctively. The poop squishing into his buttocks
    suddenly shocked him right back into what was now reality,
    that he was a baby! He fell on his butt back into the crib,
    making the poop ooze onto his buttocks even more. He
    smelled the stink that was hovering around him, and began
    to cry. Softly at first, but soon he cried louder and
    louder, until his mother came in.
    	"There there, Baby, there's nothing to worry about.
    Boy, you sure are a stinky baby aren't you? Well we'll just
    have to get you all cleaned up!"
    	Brandon was lifted out of his crib and taken down the
    hall to the bathroom. His mother laid him out on the floor
    and removed his sleeper. She then removed his diaper and
    saw the stinky mess that lay underneath. Lovingly she wiped
    him until he was all clean. Then, she put a hand on his
    chest, and used the other to start bath water. She put a
    Pamper over his front, and turned him over onto his
    stomach. Using her free hand, she pushed a thermometer into
    his just cleaned butt, causing him to wiggle a bit from the
    cold. Brandon just lay there, not knowing what to think of
    the whole situation. His mother pulled the thermometer from
    his butt, and checked that it was normal. She then lifted
    him into the now warm bath water. She cleaned him from head
    to toe, making sure to wash all the crevices. She lifted
    him out, and onto a big fluffy towel, where she thoroughly
    dried him. Then came the creme and powder, carefully spread
    on his diaper area, and his legs were lifted to accept the
    diaper being placed underneath them. First she brought up
    the front and then taped it firmly into place. She then
    brought him into his room and put a shirt on him, finally
    she placed him into the playpen that had been moved up to
    his room.
    	Brandon played for several hours, and at one point
    fell asleep in the crib. When he awoke, he saw his teenage
    sister, staring in at him.
    	"Oh my god! He's really a baby again! Oh, this is
    wild!"
    	She picked Brandon up, and placed him on his changing
    table, making sure to apply the strap so that he couldn't
    run away! She walked around him, staring, and then squeezed
    the front of his diaper.
    	"Ooooh, looks like the baby has a wet diaper!"
    	She then lifted his legs, and squeezed the back half.
    	"And I think he stinks, too!"
    	She reached for his diaper tapes, and Brandon started
    screaming, crying and wiggling around. His mom came
    running, asking what was the matter. When Brandon's sister
    informed her that she was only trying to change the baby's
    diaper, Brandon's mother was mad, but not at her.
    	"Well, it looks like SOMEONE isn't behaving himself!"
    	She unstrapped Brandon, and placed him across her
    knees, She then held him tight, and spanked him hard enough
    on his diapered bottom to penetrate the padding. Brandon
    yelled and cried and promised to be good. The poop was
    splattering around the inside with each swat, and he just
    wanted to get the smelly diaper off and to be clean again.
    He would be a good baby from now on, he swore to himself.
    	Finally the spanking ended, and his sister changed his
    diaper. He was put back into the playpen, this time without
    the shirt. Every half an hour or so his sister would come
    and check his diaper, and he begrudgingly allowed it, after
    all, what could he do? He was just a leap year baby.

    PART 3

    	Brandon had been a baby for a week now, and he decided
    that he'd had enough of it. For the past several days, he'd
    been holding back as much as possible so as not to give his
    mother and sister the satisfaction of chastising him every
    time they checked his diaper.
    	Meanwhile, his mother was worried. Brandon was holding
    back, and if he kept it up, it could require a visit to the
    hospital! She went to the living room, and picked up
    Brandon for the umpteenth time that day to check his
    diaper. It was a little damp, but nothing to write home
    about. She left him strapped to the table and went and got
    the things she'd prepared. She lifted up his butt, and slid
    a new diaper underneath his butt. She then pulled his legs
    back, and inserted an enema tube into his bottom. With the
    manual squeeze bulb, she inflated a retention balloon and
    at the same time, began pumping the fluid into him.
    	Brandon didn't know what to think of this! His insides
    felt warm and full, an altogether new feeling for him. But
    soon, it started to hurt a little. His mom took the tube
    out and put a new diaper on him. Over top of that she put a
    pair of heavy duty rubber pants. After she stood up
    Brandon, who was starting to cry from the pressure in his
    middle, she released the balloon. Immediately Brandon felt
    like his entire insides were emptying! His diaper began to
    get full and swell with the warm water and poop! Brandon
    started to cry harder because he didn't like this feeling
    at all!
    	His mom let him enjoy the sloshy diaper for another
    couple of minutes, and then took him to the bathroom. She
    stood him in the tub and let the rubber pants drain. She
    then took off the swimming diaper and threw it in a garbage
    bag. "There" she said "you'd better learn to use your
    diapers soon, or we'll have to do that again!"
    	Brandon sobbed as he was put into a fresh diaper and
    handed a bottle while he lay on the couch. He vowed to
    himself that he would be good, and use his diapers like a
    good baby. He sucked on the bottle and turned over to watch
    TV. Unbeknownst to him, his diaper was being wet as he lay
    there.
    	He fell asleep, and soon was jostled awake by
    something in his mouth! His sister was shoving a pacifier
    into his mouth! He started yelling, and spit it out. His
    mom came running and saw what he'd done, and told him that
    he was to do what he's told, and to behave! She put the
    pacifier into his mouth and pinned the security strap to
    his shirt.
    	A few minutes later, they were called to dinner, and
    Brandon was put in his highchair. He complained that it was
    too high, but his mom just buckled him in anyway. She
    presented him with a plate of cut up hotdogs. He decided
    that rather than make a fuss, he should just go along with
    it. He ate his food, even the pieces that his sister
    "airplaned" to him without saying anything. After dinner he
    was given a much needed bath, and put into a short sleeper
    for the night. As he lay in his crib, he wet and dirtied
    his diaper almost without thinking about it. Brandon didn't
    know it, but he was almost a baby now......

    PART 4

    	Brandon had been a baby for a long time now, and his
    mom felt confident enough to go away for the weekend and
    leave him in the care of his sister. She left the house,
    leaving Brandon on the couch, asleep, wearing a onesie. His
    sister wasted no time! "Get up baby!" she said as she
    turned him over on the couch, and unsnapped his onesie. She
    squeezed the front of his diaper, and then lifted his legs
    to squeeze the back. Even though he wasn't messy, she
    brought him over to the changing table and stripped him
    down to his diapers. Brandon could tell that she was up to
    something, and leaped off the changing table and started to
    run. But being a baby all of these weeks had slowed him
    down, and he was easily caught. She pulled him back to the
    table, and turned him over onto his stomach. She undid the
    tapes of his diaper, being careful to leave the front in
    place and began to spank him! Brandon screamed as his butt
    turned bright red from the continued swatting! Finally she
    finished and turned the crying boy back onto his back, and
    refastened his diaper on him. She secured the chest strap
    across the struggling boy, and told him that because he's
    been such a bad baby, that she would have to punish him.
    Leaving him strapped to the table, she went and made a few
    phone calls.
    	Brandon had fallen asleep on the table, and he woke up
    to the sound of bags being opened, and he looked over to
    see his sister's friend opening bags! He screamed and tried
    to cover his diapers, but his sister came over and pulled
    his hands away, fully exposing them to the world.
    	"He's been a baby for awhile now, and a bad one at
    that. I say we need to have some fun with him!" said his
    sister. Her friend agreed, and pulled out a gallon jug of
    Pedialyte. She quickly filled a baby bottle, and hung it
    from the mobile over the changing table. His sister then
    put a pacifier, which was attached to the bottle into his
    mouth, and pulled the attached elastic strap over his head
    and snapped it into place. The sweet fluid flowed into his
    mouth and he was forced to drink it all! Once it was empty,
    they filled it again and again, until he felt like he was
    going to burst! His diaper was changed, and he was placed
    into the highchair, and a large helping of Metamucil was
    placed before him. His sister's friend spooned up some and
    pushed it toward his mouth. He refused! Closing his mouth
    and shying away from it! His sister grabbed his nose and
    pinched it shut until he opened his mouth and allowed the
    whole bowl to be spooned into him!
    	Brandon was feeling very, very full! His sister held
    him in her lap, one hand on his diaper and with the other,
    put a pacifier into his mouth. She put the hand over him,
    and Brandon started to come down from the latest trauma put
    apon him. He suddenly felt his midsection getting warm, and
    cramps in his rear. By now, he had lost all control, and
    his diaper swelled with all the material being put into it
    that he couldn't stop! He started whimpering with the
    effort it took to expel everything into his diaper, and his
    sister began to pat him on the rear. She quickly went from
    patting to a rubbing motion, smooshing the huge amount of
    warm poop into his buttocks. She then started cooing to
    him, relaxing Brandon into a warm lull. She picked him up,
    and took him into the bathroom and took off his full
    diaper. He was put into the tub, and sprayed off with the
    shower. Soon he was all clean, and was dried off with a big
    fluffy towel. He was oiled and powdered and put into a
    clean diaper that had had several doublers added to it.
    Carefully his feet were placed into a sleeper, and it was
    zipped up. He was put into his crib, and the covers pulled
    up on him. His sister left the room with her friend, to
    plan what they would do with him tomorrow....

    PART 5

    	Brandon was still asleep when his sister came in for
    him in the morning. All the better, she thought to herself.
    Carefully she lifted the boy from the crib and changed his
    diaper. After putting him into a onesie, she got together a
    diaper bag and a few more items of Brandon's baby gear. Her
    friend loaded the van while she put Brandon into his car
    seat. They drove away with the boy still sleeping in the
    back.
    	When Brandon finally woke up, he at first didn't know
    where he was, there was noise all around him, and he seemed
    to be moving! He realized he was in his stroller and they
    were at the fair! He started to yell, but realized his
    pacifier was firmly in his mouth.
    	Shortly after that, they stopped on the open field,
    and his sister and her friend began to spread out a
    blanket. When that was finished, all attention was turned
    to him.
    	"Oh baby, you're awake! Are you wet?"
    	Brandon sullenly sat in silence
    	"Well, I guess baby doesn't know when he's wet, so
    let's check!"
    	Brandon was pulled out of his stroller and put onto
    the blanket. On his back, his onesie was undone and a
    finger inserted into his crotch.
    	"Yup, the baby's wet. Think we should change him now
    or after lunch?"
    	"Let's change him after lunch, I'm hungry!"
    	Brandon was taken into his sister's lap, and fed bite-
    sized pieces while the two girls laughed and talked. He
    grew more and more embarrassed at the situation, especially
    because his diapers stuck out from under the onesie.
    Finally the meal was finished, and he was again placed on
    his back. His onesie was undone and his diaper fully
    exposed. Quickly the tapes were undone, and he was naked
    for the whole world to see. He had his eyes closed as he
    was wiped, but heard the one thing he REALLY didn't want to
    hear:

    	"Hey guys! It's Brandon!"

    	All of a sudden 5 of his former classmates were around
    the blanket, and Brandon could do nothing but lie there,
    his wet diaper still under his butt and his crotch being
    wiped. They all surrounded him, laughing and pointing at
    the baby that was once their classmate! He flushed with
    embarrassment and started to cry. As he began to cry, pee
    shot up into his sister's face, who quickly pulled the
    diaper front over his crotch to protect herself. With all
    of his ex-friends watching, she finished changing his
    diaper and removed the sopping diaper from the blanket.
    	It didn't take long for Brandon to attract a crowd, he
    just shut his eyes and whimpered. A gaggle of girls asked
    his sister if they could check his diapers, and suddenly
    there were fingers in every area of his diaper. Luckily he
    wasn't wet or who knows what would happen? Finally his
    sister declared it was time for his nap, and that everyone
    had to go away. She had already inflated the portable crib
    and Brandon was put into it. Bug netting was stretched
    across the top, and the poor boy sobbed himself to sleep.

    LEAP YEAR BRANDON: Chapter 2, part 1

    	Brandon was a baby for almost a year, and by the time
    he'd turned 7, he'd earned back some big boy privileges. He
    was allowed to eat at the table, and sleep in a bed again,
    though it had to have rails on it. The crib remained in his
    room however, and he was still never allowed out of his
    diapers because he was only a year old and needed them
    24/7. The family has moved to a new town where no one has
    ever seen him without them, and hardly anyone has noticed
    his diapers. His sister is being nicer to him as well, and
    the whole family just treats his condition as a fact of
    life.
    	Brandon slammed the door on his way into the house.
    His friend James followed him in, and they both threw their
    books on the couch. Jamie never noticed Brandon's diapers
    because they hadn't done anything outside of school before.
    He was going to sleep over tonight, and they immediately
    started playing video games. Brandon's sister came home
    from school, and yelled hello, and the boys responded. She
    put her books down, got a drink and began to watch the boys
    play. Brandon was doing really well, but he didn't see a
    curve ball coming his way....
    	"Brandon, how's your diaper?"
    	Jamie didn't quite register what was said, and only
    saw his friend turn beat red and mutter something like
    "fine"
    	"Brandon, I don't think you're telling me the truth,
    you usually need a change after school!"
    	Now Jamie was truly bewildered, but Brandon's sister
    picked up his friend, who began to fight wildly and carried
    him out of the room. James finished the round, and went to
    go see what happened to his friend. He soon found out,
    Brandon was strapped to a changing table, and his pants and
    shoes were on the floor, all he could see was his friend's
    gleaming white pamper. Brandon yelled and tried to cover
    himself, but to no avail. His sister batted his hands out
    of the way, and undid his diapers. James watched in stunned
    fascination as his friend was wiped clean, and a new diaper
    was put onto him. Brandon was tearing by this point, but
    finally he was unstrapped and his pants were pulled back
    up. He sniffed, and walked over to Jamie.
    	"Do you still want to be my friend?"
    	Jamie thought about it, and decided that diapers
    weren't such a bad thing, and told Brandon that of course
    he would be. They both went back to playing video games
    until Brandon's mom came home with a pizza for dinner. They
    all sat around the table eating until...
    	"Mom, Brandon gave me trouble when I was changing him
    this afternoon!"
    	"Mom, she tried to."
    	"I don't want to hear it! Brandon, you know you're not
    supposed to give her trouble! If you didn't have a friend
    over you know what you'd get!"
    	Brandon looked sheepish, but luckily the subject was
    dropped because the phone rang. Brandon's mom talked a long
    time, and when she finally got off the phone, she told
    Jamie that his parents had to go on an emergency business
    trip and that he would be there the entire weekend. Later
    that evening, while they were watching a movie, the phone
    rang again. Again his mom was gone for a long time, but
    when she hung up, she yelled "BRANDON!!!!" and he was so
    scared he wet his diaper! His mom came in and turned off
    the TV.
    	"Young man, your math teacher just called me and told
    me you haven't been turning in your homework! I let you go
    earlier, but I'm not going to go easy on this one! You know
    what happens when you act like a baby!"
    	Brandon's eyes widened as his Mom grabbed him and
    quickly stripped him to only his diapers! She then put him
    onto the changing table, and pulled off his damp diaper and
    began washing him! She rubbed on creme and powder, and then
    inserted 2 suppositories up his rear end, then taped a
    pamper with a diaper doubler over his butt. Over he knee
    Brandon went, and he was spanked 10 times, and then plastic
    pants were pulled over his diaper, and he was stuffed into
    his punishment sleeper that has mittens on the hands. Jamie
    of course, watched all of this in wide-eyed amazement as
    his friend was stuffed into a playpen that his sister had
    erected. A bottle was stuck in his mouth and he immediately
    began to suck
    	"I'm sorry you had to see this Jamie, but Brandon
    needs to learn his lessons. I'm afraid in his current
    situation he won't be able to play with you, but you're
    welcome to watch TV and play games as much as you want"
    	"Well.....why can't I play with him?"
    	"Because Brandon's a baby right now, he can't play
    with big boys"
    	"But, what if...I were a baby, too?"
    	Brandon's mother thought about this, and then agreed
    to the idea. Jamie was nervous and he was placed on the
    changing table, and had his clothes removed. He had never
    been naked in front of anyone since he was a baby, and he
    didn't know how to feel. Brandon's mother tenderly powdered
    him up, and taped a pamper into place. Jamie felt nervous
    as the plastic pants were pulled over his diaper, and a
    onesie was put onto him. Brandon's mom opened the playpen,
    where Brandon was lying, full after drinking 4 bottles of
    Pedialyte and had a pacifier strapped in his mouth.
    Brandon's mom put a pacifier into Jamie's mouth, and then
    latched the top, leaving the 2 babies alone. Jamie pulled
    out the pacifier and.......

    TO BE CONTINUED.....................