MARC AND FRED’S ADVENTURES

Chapter 1

Original title: Les aventures de Marc et Fred

Author: bebemanu (bebemanu60@yahoo.fr)

Date: June 2005

Translation: bebemanu (bebemanu60@yahoo.fr)

Date: June 2005

Public: All public

Copyright: bebemanu © 2005

Publication: Tbkingdom.com © 2005 (for the French version)

Deeker.com and Teenbabynet.org © 2005 (for the English version)

Summary: 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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Marc is a boy like the others, who likes the video games, to play outside with his buddies, and to ride skate board. Nothing distinguishes him from the other boys of his age if it’s not that he always wet his bed, with the great distress of Camille, his mother. Camille tested all for Marc doesn’t wet any more his bed: alarm clock in the middle of the night, not of drink during the evening lunch, and I pass from there. Nothing made there. Frederic, Marc’s brother, is 11 years old, and he, also, made pee with the bed by the past. With a ready difference, his enuresis stopped at the age of 9 years old. Camille and Claude (Marc’s father) profited owing to the fact that Frederic didn’t put any more diapers at night to make the same way with Marc. That coincided with the school re-entry. For Marc, it was the age to enter to the primary school, in the first grade. Camille and Claude decided to remove him the diapers at night. They thought: perhaps combined with the entry in the first grade, that would make a shock to Marc, and that he perhaps stop making pee with the bed. So, nothing made there, and Marc continued to make pee with the bed every night. Marc was now 8 years old, and was going to return with the third grade. His mother thinks that he has to consult a specialist, and decided to bring him along to see a pedo-psychiatric to know if Marc didn’t have an unspecified problem. The pedo-psychiatric saw Marc during several meetings, and also saw his mother several times. Finally, he said to Camille that Marc didn’t suffer from any pathology whatever she is. He explained to her that this kind of problem of enuresis was very often hereditary or genetic. With against heart, Camille had to acknowledge with the doctor that she even had make pee with the bed until the age of 17 years old. She thought that the doctor didn’t anything else but confirms her some people already said to her. Camille had to accept fate and to make with the enuresis of her son. It should nevertheless be said that Marc benefited well from his problem of pee to the bed, and that, certain times, it added some by playing the baby. One evening of November, Camille spoke lengthily with Claude, and they decided that the best solution would be to convince Marc than, best for him, (and for his parents), would be that he agrees to wear back some diapers. They decided to speak to Marc about it a few days later, it wasn’t won...

One Friday evening, after Marc had taken his bath, Claude and Camille saw him in his room where he was playing with his X-Box. They asked Marc to stop part because they had to speak to him. Marc was carried out and sat down on his bed.

-What’s the matter? He asked.

-His mother sat down beside him and took one of his hands.

-Marc. For dad, it’s necessary that we speak to you seriously.

-I listen to you mom.

-We spoke much about your problem of pee to the bed. With dad, we wonder if you like to awake in a wet bed and in a soaked pyjamas?

-No, I don’t like, because it’s wet, and cold.

-It’s well what we thought Marc, and I well want to believe that it’s not pleasant.

-Yes mom, but the doctor said that there was nothing to do, and perhaps that I would stop one day, to make pee with the bed, like Fred.

-I know my baby, but it’s not a reason so that every morning, you continuous to awake in a soaked bed full of pee.

-Yes, but what could we then?

-You don’t have an idea, Marc? Claude asked.

-Euh... answered marc while reddening slightly.

An idea crossed his head, but he thinks that his parents will never want. Marc thought about diapers that he wore until he was 6 years old. His mother had withdrawn to him by saying to him that now he was a big boy, and that they were the babies who wear layers. He thought that at that time, he didn’t awake in a wet bed and in a soaked pyjamas. Marc left his thoughts when his father said:

-With mom, we thought about something, which for us is the best solution, but you will certainly dislike it.

-What is it, diapers?

Claude and Camille were looked at astonished, and couldn’t answer immediately. Claude decided.

-Yes Marc. With mom, we thought that the best for everyone would be than you put you back in diapers to sleep. It would avoid you awaking in a wet bed and in a soaked pyjamas, and that would also avoid to mom having to wash your cloths and your sheets all days.

-I will wear back some diapers to sleep?

-Yes my baby... answered him timidly Camille.

-Cool! Marc exclaimed while hopping on his bed.

Claude and Camille believed neither their eyes of them, nor their ears. Marc was glad to wear back some diapers!

-But Marc, that please to you to wear back some diapers to sleep? Camille asked.

-Yes. I liked before when you put my diaper on me on the evening, to go to sleep, like a baby.

-As well, I have to say that I didn’t expect that you would agree so quickly.

-Why? With a diaper at least, I will not awake in a wet bed and a soaked pyjamas.

-Very well! In front of this enthusiasm, tomorrow afternoon, we will buy diapers, and all that you need.

-What do I need mom?

-Diapers, plastic pants, cream, talc, wipes.

-Plastic pants? What for?

-So with a plastic pant, your diaper will be well maintained, and it avoids the leaks.

-Then ok for the plastic pants. Mom, is there some baby clothes for my size?

-What are you talking about Marc?

-You know, the t-shirts you put to me before, theses one which close themselves between the legs by snaps?

-It’s called an onsie Marc. You want to wear onsies too to sleep?

-Yes, I wore some quite before.

-But Marc, I don’t know if onsies exist for your size.

-Oh, ok! Answered Marc disappointed.

Claude and Camille left the room and let marc continue his part of video game. While playing, Marc didn’t stop thinking that tomorrow evening; he would sleep with a diaper, like before. He was in a hurry even to be at tomorrow to go to buy his diapers and his plastic pants with his mother. Came back in the living room, Claude and Camille sat down on the sofa, and were looked without saying any words. Camille thought about Marc there is a little more than two years. At this time, Marc slept equipped almost like a baby. Diaper, onsie, pyjamas, and his pacifier in the mouth. She thought that they both removed all that to him of only one blow. Marc had much evil to be done with the fact of sleeping without his pacifier. Camille thought that it was nice at that time. She broke silence and said to Claude:

-If I had known, I wouldn’t have to withdraw his diapers to him there’s two years ago.

-You couldn’t know it my darling.

-I’m really astonished that he thought himself about the diapers.

-You know Camille, Marc is an intelligent child.

-Yes, it’s true. But I really thought that he would have refused to wear some diapers back.

-He agreed to wear back some, and it’s the main thing, not?

-Yes, you are right.

Camille rose, and went to the kitchen where she started to prepare the evening meal. Claude, turn on the television.

Forty five minutes later:

-Time lunch! Camille exclaimed.

-Okay mom! Marc gets down the staircases and sat down opposite his father, as with his practice. Frederic would return only from here a few minutes because Friday evening, it went to his judo lesson, and never returned before 07:30 pm. Camille finished putting the dishes on the table when Frederic returned.

-Hello everyone!

-Good evening my big boy.

-Hello Fred.

-Good evening my darling. Sit down at table; you will go to take a shower afterwards.

-Yes mom. Fred answered.

The meal proceeded as usual, and everyone spoke about all and nothing. The meal is the only moment when everyone is joins together, and where everyone can exchange ideas, and its point of view. In some other families, silence must be a quasi monk, but not at the Gourbain’s home. Claude had always put a point of honour for that. He thought that it’s normal to let his children talking when they are in family, and, which place finds completely normal to let better than the table, joins together the family all the days? None... The conversations went good, but nothing filtered concerning Marc’s return into diapers. Moreover, he wondered how his mother was going to say it to his brother and how Frederic was going to take it. He thought that he didn’t see why it would take it badly since he had stopped making pee with the bed there’s only two years ago. But it apprehended Fred’s reaction, and was especially afraid of the mockeries, because his brother changed a little since it got to the college. In fact, he thought that he will well see it. Once the meal finished, Fred is gone to take a shower, and Marc is turned over to play the X-Box. Camille made the crockery, and Claude looked at the television news.

When Fred left the bathroom, it went to see what his little brother was doing.

-What game are you playing Marc?

-I’m playing to Final Fantasy.

-Where are you in the game?

-Well, look at it.

-Ah ok. You are able to keep a secret?

-Yes why?

-You swear not to repeat it to mom?

-It’s sworn!

-Last night I had an accident...

-Ann accident? You fell from your bed and you hurt yourself?

-No, idiot! I had an accident...

-I don’t understand. What are you talking about?

-You are really idiot Marc. When I say that I had an accident, I meant say that I made pee with the bed.

-What? You peed with the bed last night?

-Yes...

-How did you do for mom doesn’t see it?

-It was a small accident. I gave my feather bed over like every morning, and then she didn’t saw it.

-I hope that she didn’t saw it, because if she saw it, she will ask questions for herself.

-If she saw it, I would tell her the truth.

-Then why you didn’t you said it to her this morning when you get down to the kitchen? She wouldn’t have thundered you. But if she realizes it, she will thunder you because you didn’t say it to her.

-I know, but I have shame to made pee with the bed.

-You don’t have to have shame Fred. You know, me I don’t have shame to make pee with the bed.

-Yes but me I go to the college, and I wouldn’t like that my buddies learn it.

-How do you want them to learn it?

-It’s for that reason that I asked to you whether you were able to keep a secret.

-Yes, don’t worry!

-Thank you little brother...

Frederic was going to leave when Marc decided to deliver to him a secret.

-Fred!

-Yes Marc?

-As you entrusted me a secret, I’ll say to you one about me.

-Ok, I listen to you.

-You swear me that you will not repeat it to my buddies?

-Yes. And then if I say it to them, you will repeat my secret to my buddies, like that, there’re no risks.

-I will wear back some diapers to sleep?

-What?

-You well understood. I will wear back some diapers to sleep.

- But dad and mom will see it!

-Yes, but it’s not a problem, because it’s them both who proposed it to me.

-As well, you’re lucky to be able to wear back some diapers to sleep. Because mom didn’t ask me for my opinion 4 years ago when she removed me mine.

-Why? You liked to wear diapers?

- Yes. I preferred that to awake in a wet bed and in a soaked pyjamas.

-Same for me and it’s why I will wear back some.

-You will wear some from when?

-Tomorrow evening. We will buy what it’s necessary for me tomorrow afternoon, with mom.

-Cool. You’re really lucky. Me I would have liked to wear back some diaper to sleep, but it was never proposed to me. I liked to feel my diaper between my legs, and when I had it, I felt safe.

-Same for me.

-Well, I leave you lucky devil. I will look at the television.

Frederic left the Marc’s room, and get down the staircase to join his father in the living room. He settled in the armchair, and asked to his father, what was the film at the television this evening. His father answered him, but Fred didn’t pay attention so what his father said to him, because his thoughts were elsewhere. He thought about Marc just said to him. He thought that his brother was really lucky to wear some diapers to sleep, and he would like to be in his place. He even said himself that he would well ask his mother to also put him back in diapers. But what would be his mother reaction if he asked her such a thing, him, Frederic, 11 years old. He thought that she wouldn’t understand, quite simply. He left his thoughts and looked at the film. Once this one finished, he said goodnight to his parents and went up to see what Marc did. Marc was lengthened on his bed, and always played the X-Box. Frederic lay beside him, and looked at his brother playing. At one moment, he turned to his brother and said to him:

-Marc.

-Yes Fred?

-I want to wear some diapers too.

-But Fred, you haven’t made any more pee with the bed for two years.

- I know, but I want to wear some, as when I was younger.

-You want to become again a baby? Like me?

-Not a baby, but I would like to wear some diapers. And I’d like to ask mom to buy some for me too.

-You’re insane! Mom will never want you to wear some diapers at your age.

-We know nothing about it. And if I don’t ask it to her, I would never know it.

-Yes, it’s right.

-Well, I go to bed. Goodnight little brother.

-Goodnight Fred.

Frederic rose and let Marc alone playing in his room. He came in his room, and lay down in his bed. He didn’t stop thinking of times where he wore, him also, some diapers to sleep. He thought that he would like to find this time again. But was Marc right, and he wondered how to do for his mother makes him to wear some diapers? Only one solution came to him, to remake pee with the bed... Yes, but will he voluntarily does it, or will its enuresis return naturally? He fell asleep on this question stayed unanswered. Marc also lay down by hoping that the night would pass very quickly so that tomorrow, he could go to buy his diapers with his mother...