    DREAMY DIAPERS
    By Ian Crighton

    	"It's going to be a brilliant day," thought Ian ,it was the
    beginning of the Summer Holidays and it was his 12th birthday. He
    began getting out of bed ,the sun was shining and it's golden rays
    pierced the curtains of the darkened bedroom, giving the poor boy
    ample light to see that he had wet the bed yet again. He was very
    aware that if his mother found out about this she would be putting
    him in diapers tonight. Ian looked down at his wet pyjama's , the
    dark wet patch went all the way down to his knees and all the way
    up to his chest.
    	"Bugger," Ian said to himself. "I had better hide these." He
    got out of the wet clothes and stripped the wet bedding away from
    his bed. Once he had gathered up the wet stuff he threw it into
    his wardrobe and remade the bed with his secret stock pile of
    bedding and made his way down stairs.
    	"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" his family shouted as he entered the dining
    room. Ian's face went bright red as they sang the 'happy birthday'
    song to him, and he placed himself at the breakfast table, joining
    Lisa who being 13 was the oldest, and Danny who was 6. Mrs. Royds
    or Mum to the three children , stood over the table and dished out
    the breakfast. Not taking her eyes away from her task she asked,
    "Ian sweetheart, did you wet the bed last night?" Ian tutted and
    said, "No, Mum". Lisa smirked and advised her Mother that it would
    be a good idea to put "Diapers on the pissy boy." Mrs. Royds
    stopped what she was doing and took her place at the table
    	"Children, your brother may still be wetting the bed and his
    pants, but I want you to show some respect for him. After all he
    is your brother he is not the only person who as accidents. He
    needs all our understanding and all our love. I want you to
    promise that you will stop calling him names."
    	Just then the door bell rang and Mrs. Royds went to answer
    it. "Parcel for Emma Royds," said the young man at the door. As he
    passed her the package Emma thanked him. Shutting the door, she
    unwrapped the package. She saw that it was the catalogue from
    Dreamy Diapers. After she had taken the book upstairs she returned
    to the breakfast table. Lisa had already gone out and Danny was on
    the floor playing with some toys. Emma walked over to the table
    where Ian still sat and took a seat beside him
    	"Ian, do you remember our little chat we had last week, about
    you having to start wearing Diapers again?" Ian looked up to his
    Mother and replied ," yes mum, but I don't want to wear diapers."
    His mother had the look of pity in her eyes and, taking hold of
    Ian's hand, continued.
    	"Peter's Mother wants a chat with you ,she knows other boys
    who still wear diapers ,even to school, and she thinks that you
    should be in diapers. After all, you do wet almost all the time,
    and I think that it is very nice of her to take an interest in
    you, so when you have finished your breakfast we will go next door
    to see her."
    	Before Ian had the chance to call his Mothers friend a nosy
    interfering old bag ,his mother had left the room to fetch the
    diaper catalogue, leaving Ian to finish his meal. Ian and his
    Mother reached the door just as Judy came out to fetch the milk.
    	"Hello, Birthday Boy,"she said on seeing them ,Ian said hello
    and was shown into the T.V room, he stood in shock on the sight of
    seeing his best friend. Peter sat on the floor watching T.V,
    dressed in a T-shirt and a Diaper. Peter was 10 and he was Ian's
    best friend. Peter looked up to Ian and greeted him, "Happy
    Birthday Ian" and he got up from the floor and walked over to the
    cabernet which was at the other side of the room. Ian watched as
    he made his way. Ian could not help noticing on how funny the
    bulky diaper made Peter walk. It was almost a duck walk and it was
    a very bulky diaper. Peter handed Ian a card and a parcel. He
    noticed that Ian had not taken his eyes away from his diaper.
    	"I am sorry I did not tell you about my diapers, Ian, but I
    never thought that one day you would see me in them, but in a way
    I am glad that you have. I don't have to hide them now and now you
    know that you're not the only one to wear diapers."
    	Ian could not believe his ears and told his friend quite
    matter-of-factly, "I don't wear diapers, Peter.". The two mothers
    were in the kitchen about to have coffee. Both went to speak at
    the same time but Emma let Judy go first.
    	"Did you see Peter on your way in?" Taking a sip from her cup
    Emma said no and Judy continued.
    	"I left him in his diapers this morning so that Ian could see
    for himself that he is not the only boy who needs them."
    	Emma put her cup down on the table and replied, "Judy, do you
    have any spare diapers? Ian wet the bed again this morning. He hid
    the wet clothing in his cupboard. I have not said anything to him,
    but I knew that something was up because I made sure that I gave
    him the blue set of sheets yesterday. When he was having breakfast
    I went upstairs to check on his bed and found the green set on it
    instead. I would really like to get him back into diapers soon, if
    not for his own good but for mine."
    	Judy looked at Emma and could see that tears were forming in
    the eyes. Taking hold of Emma's hand, she said, "Of course you can
    have some diapers. There's plenty here. It would be better if you
    diapered him here. At least he knows that Peter wears them. We can
    diaper them when we have finished our coffee."
    	Emma took out the diaper catalogue from her handbag and
    together the two women read it. It was a colourful book. Each page
    had children of all ages in small groups dressed in cloth diapers,
    plastic and rubber pant's in all patterns. There were frilly
    pant's and loads of different colours. Many of the photos showed
    the children having fun at places like the beach and there were
    several shots of diapered children in busy shops. The two women
    drank up their coffee and went to the T.V room. Emma was not
    shocked at seeing Peter in his diapers because she often came
    around for morning coffee. Peter and Ian were watching the telly.
    	"Peter, come over here, and say hello to Auntie Emma." Doing
    as his Mother asked Peter waddled over to Emma. She reached out
    and grabbed him gently in her arms. Whilst Judy left the room,
    Emma looked at the boy's diaper and said, "You will soon have this
    nasty wet diaper off." She glanced at Ian who, too, was eyeing the
    sagging diaper. Emma reached down at the diaper and took hold of
    the plastic-panted garment and gently patted it for a few moments
    whilst taking to Peter. Judy returned to the room carrying spare
    diapers and took a seat on the sofa and Emma joined. Her both boys
    were summoned to stand by their Mother's feet. Emma spoke to Ian.
    	"Now that you have seen Peter in diapers, I want you to wear
    them." Ian looked at Peter, who was now lying at his Mother's feet
    having his diaper changed, and he knew that his mother was not
    asking him to wear diapers but was telling him that he was going
    to wear diapers. Meekly, he let his Mother undress him. Soon both
    boys were diapered. Ian felt funny. He was not used to the bulk
    between his legs. Emma gave out a gasp and got up.
    	"I've left Danny on his own. I wont be long." She quickly
    left. Ian and Peter were still waddling around the room. Ian was
    beginning to like the feeling of the diapers. They were warm and
    he felt secure wearing them. Judy left the boys and went to put
    the kettle on.
    	Danny and Emma soon returned. The kettle had boiled and the
    coffee was placed on the table. Danny wanted to join the other
    boys, but Emma did not want him to see his older brother in a
    diaper. Judy opened the door and let Danny join the two boys.
    	"You cant turn back now Emma. It's for the best; the sooner
    your kids see Ian wearing diapers the better. They will soon take
    no notice of his diapers and you wont have to mop up after him
    again."
    	Taking a sip from her cup, Emma replied, "I know. I just hope
    the poor boy knows that I am doing this to help him. It breaks my
    heart to see him cry after he has wet himself."
    	Danny ran into the T.V room and looked at the boys in their
    diapers.
    	"Baby?" he asked pointing to Ian's diaper. Ian and Peter
    laughed and at the same time both answered, "Yes, we babies." both
    Mother's heard the reply and they both knew that diapers would be
    around for a very long time indeed