    Brian's Dilemma

    	Brian is a 10 year-old-boy, but very small for his age. He has
    short blonde hair and soft, brown eyes. Brian does not know his real
    father because his mother got divorced before he was born. His sister,
    Sarah, five years older than Brian, told him that he was an alcoholic
    drinking whiskey and vodka the whole time.
    	Since he accomplished toilet training Brian had often had
    accidents in bed, although the doctors could not find a reason for his
    wetting.
    	In the first day of the holidays Brian woke up in a wet bed with
    wet pajamas. With a desperate look he got out of his bed and touched
    the wet area on his trousers. Since this was not his first accident
    Brian knew what to do. He sat down on his bed and waited for his mother
    to come into his room. After two minutes the door opened and his mother
    Linda stepped in.
    	"Oh honey, did you wet the bed again?" she asked with kind of
    pity for her son.
    	Brian just nodded his head and stood up from bed. Linda took off
    the wet sheet and his wet trousers to put them into the laundry.
    	"Don't worry, honey. Come down and join your sister."
    	Brian ran downstairs and began to eat breakfast, while his mother
    took care of his wet sheets.
    	In the afternoon Brian played with some of his toys in the living
    room, when his sister stepped silently behind him. She carried a little
    glass of cold water, and with a quick movement she spilled the water
    over Brian's trousers.
    	Brian jumped up and turned his face to his sister.
    	"You did this on purpose!" he cried.
    	"No, I did not. You just wetted your pants again, babybro!" she
    said laughing.
    	Brian tried to punch her, but his five-years-older sister was
    much stronger than him. She grabbed his ankles and forced Brian on the
    ground while she gave him a hard smack on his bottom. Then she let him
    free and ran into the bathroom, where she locked the door.
    	Brian got up from the floor and immediately ran to the bathroom
    door. But of course it was locked and his sister was laughing all the
    time. The boy was so angry he did not know what to do, so he ran into
    his sister's room and peed on her schoolbooks. Then he went back into
    his room and continued to play with his toys.
    	After ten minutes Sarah came into his room and showed him her
    destroyed schoolbooks.
    	"You've peed on my books, you brat!" she cried and attacked Brian
    with her fists.
    	The boy tried to defend himself and the both brawled on the floor
    for about two minutes. Suddenly Linda came into the room and shouted at
    them to stop.
    	"But mom, he has peed on my books!" Sarah cried.
    	"You have what?" his mother shouted.
    	"But mom, she..."
    	"I don't want to hear anything about this, young man. Who do you
    think you are? You wet your bed nearly every day and now you start to
    pee on the books of your sister. I see you cannot act your age, but
    like a little two year old boy. And if you behave that way all the
    time, your sister and me shall treat you like one."
    	Before Brian could really understand what his mother had told
    him, she grabbed him and pulled his trousers and underpants down. Then
    she put him over her lap and started to give him a hard spanking. Soon
    Brian bawled and pleaded his mother to stop. Linda eventually stopped
    spanking him and let him down her lap. Then she told him to stand in
    the corner with his nose to the wall.
    	"You are in charge of him, Sarah. He is not allowed to move,
    understand? I'll be back in a few minutes."
    	Brian heard his mother driving away while he was still sobbing
    and rubbing his burning cheeks. Sarah was shocked because she never had
    seen her mother so angry and Linda had never spanked one of her two
    children. Sarah sat on her bed and watched her brother, who really did
    not try to move.
    	After one hour his mother came back into the room with a large
    box in her hand.
    	"Brian, lay down on the floor on your back," she ordered.
    	The frightened boy lay down on the floor, aware of what was
    coming.
    	Now he saw what was written on the box: "Pampers size 6".
    	"Mom, you can't be serious. I don't want to wear diapers!" Brian
    cried.
    	Instead of an answer his mother pulled out some baby oil and
    powder. She opened the package and pulled out one of the baby diapers.
    Brian, now certain that his mother was serious, tried to get away, but
    his mother put a hand on his chest and held him down. Brian squirmed
    around and again started to get away until his mother said to his
    sister that she should bring the handcuffs in the package.
    	Sarah pulled them out and looked at her mother.
    	"Help me to fix his hands with them on his back. I hope he will
    then calm down. I hold his hands down and you tie him up."
    	Brian now tried to struggle even more, but his mother rolled him
    on his tummy and forced his hands on his back together, until Sarah
    could close the handcuffs over his angles. After his arms were fixed
    Linda rolled him again on his back and put a hand on his chest to hold
    him down.
    	"Brian, now calm down. You peed on the books of your sister and
    now you receive a punishment. It is only fair. Now calm down and relax.
    There, very good. That is my baby."
    	After Brian gave up his resistance Linda could easily powder him
    up and then raise his legs high up in the air. With one hand she held
    his legs and with the other she slid the diaper under him. Then she let
    his legs back on the floor and carefully spread them apart. Then she
    put the diaper on his crotch and penis and taped it up. Brian looked
    now exactly like a four year old boy who never has accomplished toilet
    training. On the front of the diaper were some baby motifs like Mickey
    and Minnie Mouse and some toys.
    	"Does our baby not look beautiful?" asked Linda
    	"Oh yes," replied Sarah. She just began to get fun out of her
    brother's punishment.
    	"Okay Brian, some rules: for the next two weeks of your holidays
    you will be a two year old boy. That means you will sleep in a crib,
    eat baby food and you will only drink warm milk from a baby bottle. Of
    course your sister and me will feed you and put you to sleep. And you
    will use the diaper like a baby does for wetting and messing. You are
    also not allowed to speak in grownup speech. Every time you want
    something just start to cry and Sarah or me will check your diaper or
    give you something to drink or put you to sleep. Of course you are not
    allowed to play with your toys. I'll buy you some baby toys tomorrow
    and a bigger crib, because I don't think we can use your old one. But I
    think your changing table should do nicely. And now it is time to go to
    sleep, little baby. I fear you have to sleep with the handcuffs,
    because I don't think I can trust you to leave your diaper on."
    	"But mom, I..."
    	"Hush, darling. You know that you must not use grownup speech. A
    baby also cannot say what it wants. Now be quiet honey and I carry you
    to your room."
    	Linda picked him up with little effort and carried him to his
    room, where she put him to bed and tucked him in. Sarah came in and
    kissed him on the forehead.
    	"Good night, baby brother," she said with a smile.
    	After his sister left Linda kissed her son too and said:

    	"Don't worry, Brian. I do it just for your best, my little baby.
    Just follow the rules and in two weeks you will be out of diapers. But
    if you break one of these rules, your diaper punishment will be
    extended and you will receive another spanking."

    	After that she put out the light and left. Brian tried to find a
    comfortable position, but with his hands tied on his back he could
    barely lie. After one hour of soft crying he fall asleep.

    Part 2

    When Brian woke up he felt a terrible pain in his arms, because of the
    handcuffs. When he slept he didn't feel anything, but now he realized
    the pain and suddenly remembered his situation. Brian got completely
    overwhelmed by his feelings and started to sob and soon to cry. After
    one minute the door opened and his mother came in. She picked him up
    and stroked over his head, while she made soothing tones.
    	"Shh, honey. Calm down. Mommy's here now. She'll take care of her
    little baby. Calm down. Yes... good. That's my baby. Are you wet,
    darling?"
    	She placed him down on the floor, but didn't think of taking his
    handcuffs off. Then she put her finger in the crotch of his diaper and
    felt if Brian had wet himself.
    	"Darling you are completely soaked. C'mon I'll change your diaper
    fast."
    	She untaped his diaper and put his feet high in the air while she
    put the Pampers away and started cleaning Brian's butt and penis with
    some baby wipes, also from Pampers. After Linda had finished she put
    some baby powder and oil on Brian and pulled a new diaper out of the
    box. When Brian saw the disposable he again tried to rebel against his
    punishment.
    	"Mom, please! Why do I have to wear these diapers. I'm sorry for
    peeing on my sister's books. But please... I was the whole night in
    these terrible handcuffs and this diaper. I eventually wet myself.
    Please leave me alone now... I'm so sorry."
    	"No Brian, I don't think I should do this. Look, you wet your bed
    nearly every night and you really became a brat sometimes. I need to
    remember you that I am in charge of you and have complete control over
    you, if I want. I just want to help you and I think this punishment is
    just adequate for your behaving in the last weeks. But now... this was
    the last time I heard you speaking in adult speech. For the next two
    weeks you will be a baby, and babies cannot speak. If you break this
    rule one time more you'll receive another spanking. Understood?"
    	Brian just nodded his head.
    	"Good!" his mom gave him a friendly smile. "Then I'll put this
    Pampers now on you and then you'll get some breakfast."
    	She raised his legs in the air and hold them with one hand, while
    she put the diaper under his bottom. She led his legs down again and
    taped the diaper up.
    	"Now I don't want to keep these handcuffs the whole time on
    you... Can I trust you not to take your diapers of. And to do nothing
    with your hands except what a two-year-old would do?"
    	Again Brian just nodded. His mother pulled a little key out and
    opened his handcuffs. Then she picked him up and went down to the
    kitchen where his sister already waited with some baby meal and a
    bottle full of warm milk. His old highchair stood near the table and
    his mother sat him down there and tucked him in.
    	Then she served him the meal. Afterwards she said:
    	"Sarah, you are in charge of him. You heard the rules, after he
    has to live the next two weeks and I want you to look after him. I've
    already purchased a playpen and some toys for our baby. He is only
    allowed to watch half an hour TV, not more. A baby should not watch so
    much. Give him one meal and three bottles full of milk until I come
    home from work. At two o'clock you will put him to bed and don't forget
    to put the handcuffs on him. You can wake him at four o'clock because a
    baby needs much sleep. Don't worry Brian. Today you will have to sleep
    the last time in handcuffs, because I've already purchased your new
    crib and it should be here in the afternoon. Sarah I'll leave you some
    money. Give it to the men for installing this crib. And don't invite
    any friends. I don't want to destroy Brian's whole life because
    everybody will know he wears diapers. Good bye."
    	"Bye."
    	"Bye."
    	"BRIAN!" his mom shouted.
    	"Oh... sorry."
    	Then his mom left and his sister looked stern into Brian's face.
    	"Do you want to watch now your half an hour TV or later and I put
    you immediately in your playpen. Oh I forgot you are not allowed to
    speak. Well... I assume I let you later watch Barney or something like
    that, because like now I think I'll watch something in TV. Ok, c'mon.
    I'll put you in your playpen."
    	Sarah picked Brian up and hurried into the living room. In the
    right corner stood a baby - playpen and Sarah sat him down and locked
    the door. It would have been easy for him to get out, but she gave him
    a stern look and so he decided to stay in his little prison.
    	For the first time he took now a closer look on his diapers. On
    the front there was a Mickey Mouse playing with a toy train and some
    blue balloons. On the back of his diapers were some yellow balloons and
    two blue dancing elephants. The tapes were in blue tone. On each side
    was just one tape, because the boy really fitted in the biggest size of
    baby diapers.
    	After ten minutes Brian got very bored because all he had were
    some stuffed animals and nothing more. But suddenly he felt an
    extremely pressure on his bladder. He tried to suppress it, but after
    half an hour he again felt this pressure more intensively. He again
    could manage to suppress it, but twenty minutes later he could barely
    help it anymore. He rolled on his tummy and on his back just to prevent
    himself from wetting his diaper. Suddenly his sister Sarah stood up
    from the couch to look after him and of course understood immediately
    what he tried to prevent.
    	"Baby Brian needs to go pee-pee, huh? But why don't you go, baby
    brother? You have your diapers to pee. Humm... I think I should help
    you. I understand it's not so easy to be a baby from one day to
    another."
    	Brian did expect now his sister to take his diaper of, but she
    didn't think of that. She picked her little brother up and carried him
    to the couch. She sat down and put him on her lap with his head resting
    on her shoulder.
    	"Now relax and calm down, baby," she said.
    	Brian tried to struggle and to get away first, but she held him
    in a firmly grip and suddenly began to message his naked tummy. Brian
    wore nothing except his Pampers because it got very hot that day and it
    even got much more hot in his diaper. After two minutes of struggling
    he gave up and just concentrated of not peeing himself, when he sits on
    the lap of his sister.
    	But Sarah did not stop to make a soft pressure on his tummy and
    suddenly he could not hold it anymore and started to wet himself. He
    felt the pee splashing in his diaper and Sarah seemed to feel it too
    because her smile got bigger.
    	"Yes baby, that's good. C'mon... yes very good."
    	After he finished Brian could just look to the floor with burning
    cheeks from the embarrassment of wetting himself right in front of his
    sister.
    	"C'mon baby Brian. Don't be embarrassed. Babies do that kind of
    thing. While I gave you your bottle for breakfast Mom has already
    transferred your old changing table from the cellar to your room. And I
    think I've got a little surprise for you too."
    	Then she again picked him up and carried him to his room. She
    laid him down on the changing table and opened his diapers. She pulled
    it away from him and put it in the waste bin. Afterwards she cleaned
    Brian with baby wipes and powdered him again. Under the table top of
    the changing table there were some shelves in which Linda had already
    put some Pampers so the two women could get them easier when they were
    diapering Brian. The box with the remaining disposable diapers stood in
    a corner of his room. A little reminder for Brian in which situation he
    was now.
    	When Sarah spread Brian's feed apart in order to pull the diaper
    up, the boy again began to sob. But this time his sister didn't care
    about that but taped the Pampers up and patted him on his diapered
    butt.
    	"Okay Brian, I told you I have something for my little baby
    brother before I lock him again into his playpen."
    	With these words she pulled a pacifier out of Brian's changing
    table and popped it into his mouth.
    	"It's just to keep your little mouth shut... when you ever dare
    to speak."
    	Then she again locked him in his playpen and went to watch TV.
    	For lunch Sarah just made him a bottle of warm milk and fed him
    while she was watching TV. She looked forward for the night, because
    she could not wait to go out with her friends and her mother will have
    to look after the baby.
    	Sarah just didn't want to look after her brother in the moment
    and so decided to put him to bed.
    	"C'mon," she said after he had finished his bottle. "It's time
    for your nap."
    	"But mom said I just have to go sleeping at 2 o'clock."
    	"Mom's not here. And you are not allowed to speak grown-up
    speech. If you don't like to go to bed then start to cry, but I can you
    tell that: I won't listen. Now come on."
    	This time she did not carry Brian but dragged him by one hand to
    his room. When they got there she told him that it was too hot for his
    pajamas and she would let him sleep in just his diapers. Brian tried to
    talk back, but she hushed him with a stern look and pulled the
    handcuffs out of his changing table.
    	"Come here and turn around, so I can make you ready for bed," she
    said bored.
    	Brian now was fed up. He hated it yesterday, when his mother put
    them on his joints and he even let his sister diaper him, but he cannot
    let her tie him up with handcuffs.
    	"I hate you!" he cried and ran into the bathroom, where he locked
    the door.
    	His sister ran after him, but Sarah was too late. She tried to
    calm him down and told him that he would not have to wear the handcuffs
    to bed, but he didn't listen. He sat there and waited five hours his
    face buried in his hands until his mother came home.
    	He heard his sister talking to his mother and then Sarah left the
    house to go out with her friends. After one minute Linda knocked at the
    door and asked from Brian to come out immediately. In this five hours
    he had taken his diaper off and had peed two times in the toilet. He
    thought that Sarah might have heard the flushing and now told this
    their mother. So he sat and didn't dare to move.
    	"Brian please come out. I'm tired of standing here. One day you
    will have to come out. If you don't come out of the toilet in the next
    ten minutes your situation will get worse... I promise."
    	Brian now did not know what to do. Maybe his mother did not know,
    that he took his diaper off and used the toilet. Maybe his sister
    hadn't told her or maybe Sarah didn't know, too. So he tried to retape
    the diaper for his own and he thought he did a good job. When he opened
    the door his mother stood there and looked very sad in his eyes.
    	"Brian, I hoped you would understand. I really hoped..."
    	"But mom..."
    	"No! I don't want to hear any excuses from you. I know this
    punishment is very harsh, but you need and deserve it. You must learn
    to obey someone, like your sister or me and this day you showed that
    you have much to learn the next two weeks. Very well. I also heard you
    broke some rules: You back-talked to your sister and used adult speech.
    When she tried to put you to bed a little bit earlier because she was
    tired of you and your unacceptable behaving you locked her out of the
    bathroom. And you used the toilet two times and now you try to hide
    this fact. But you have diapered yourself in the wrong way. Did you not
    look this day on your diaper? The baby motifs are in front of the
    diaper and some are on the butt and you've taped your diaper in the
    wrong way."
    	Brian looked in shock on his diaper and really: the two dancing
    elephants, which he had always on his butt were now in the front and
    Mickey Mouse was now on the other side. His mother shook his head
    before she picked him up and carried him to his room.
    	"I hope after this spanking you will listen." she said.
    	Then she placed him over her lap and untaped the wrong taped
    Pampers. Then she gave him sixty very hard smacks on his bottom, until
    Brian was crying and pleading his mother to stop. She carried him to
    his changing table and laid him down. When she pulled his legs in the
    air Linda gave him to playful smacks, but they also caused Brian to
    whimper. Brian was crying very hard from the spanking but he felt when
    his mother shoved something into his butt before she taped the diaper
    up.
    	"Brian you may think this was your punishment, but I can tell you
    tonight you won't have a good sleep, darling. But believe me...
    Tomorrow you will behave very good and there will be no more need for
    the handcuffs and this type of discipline."
    	"So you mean I don't have to wear Pampers anymore?"
    	"Silly! No darling. This is just a punishment in your punishment
    although you cannot feel it right now. But believe me... you will feel
    it. And tomorrow you will be a very good baby. C'mon put your hands
    together."
    	"But the crib is here. You told me..."
    	"Hush, baby. Don't talk in grownup speech." She gave him a soft
    slap in his face. Brian whimpered again, but stayed calm.
    	"Good. Now that was before you misbehaved in such a terrible way.
    I know it's hard for you to let sister do with you whatever she wants,
    but you have to learn that. You've been such a brat in the last weeks.
    But after these two weeks you will behave very good and we will never
    have problems disciplining you. But this was the last thing I explained
    to you... babies don't understand every time what their mother says...
    Understood?"
    	He nodded with tears in his eyes and turned around while he put
    his arms on his back together. This time his mother closed the
    handcuffs very firm and Brian whimpered again, nearly beginning to sob
    because of the pain.
    	But Linda didn't care. She has purchased the biggest crib from
    the baby store and luckily Brian fitted very good in the crib, when she
    put him in. The bars were very high, Linda assumed they would nearly go
    to his chest and without his hands there was no way to escape. And she
    doubted that Brian could get out of this crib even when he could use
    his hands, because he had to pull himself out and she knew he was very
    weak and did not stand much pain. He could never get out of his little
    prison.
    	Linda stroked his head, like she did it a hundred times before,
    when Brian really was a baby and switched on the new purchased baby
    phone. Should her son really try to get out of his crib she would hear
    it and then prevent him from leaving his bed. She closed the door while
    she thought of his punishment. She hated it to punish her children, but
    sometimes they needed it. Sarah became very rude in the last weeks and
    it was very unfair from her to try to put her brother to bed earlier.
    Of course it should be a punishment for Brian and therefore Linda
    didn't help him, but she would talk about this matter with Sarah later.
    When she turned on the TV she could already hear Brian's farts and his
    groans.

    Part 3

    	The night was a complete nightmare for Brian. After his mother
    Linda had left him in his crib the boy did not know what was coming for
    him. He tried to go to sleep, but with his hands tied on his back it
    was very difficult for Brian to find a comfortable position.
    	After ten minutes his stomach began to hurt a lot and cramps
    started to spray over his whole tummy. Brian groaned painfully and
    tried to suppress the pressure on his bowels, but he could not fight it
    very long. After ten minutes he began to fart and the cramps became
    more painfully until Brian lost control and very soft poop filled his
    diaper. Brian did not know what to do and immediately started to cry,
    but the cramps in his tummy even stronger. Ten minutes later he again
    pooped in his Pampers and the diaper began to get very big. On the butt
    where the elephants danced Brian could already see some poop shining
    through the diaper.
    	Desperate, Brian rolled on his tummy and tried to avoid lying on
    his butt, but in this position the cramps got so heavy he could not
    stand it. Brian turned around but tried to raise his butt in the air
    that he did not have to lie on it. He could manage to hold this
    position two minutes but suddenly another wave of cramps pressed out
    some soft poop and caught Brian by surprise. The boy let go off and his
    butt landed on the bed. With a strange sound the already soft poop
    sprayed over his whole crotch, butt and penis. Brian thought the tapes
    would tear and then the poop would spray over his whole bed, but the
    tapes held his Pampers together and showed no sign of wear.
    	In the next hour Brian suffered much from the terrible cramps and
    pooped two times more in his diaper until the laxative stopped it's
    effect or Brian had no more poop in his body.
    	Brian thought he could manage to go to sleep now, but then he
    noticed the terrible smell coming from his diaper. The whole room
    already smelled like the source and Brian could not stand this smell.
    He tried to breath through his mouth until he suddenly felt a strange
    pain from his butt.
    	"Oh no..." the poor boy thought.
    	The pain increased very fast, a horrible burning on his skin.
    Brian knew that he would get a diaper rash if he would not do anything
    in the next minutes. But he had to much fear of his mother and her
    punishments and thus he decided to leave his diaper untouched and tried
    to go to sleep. With the handcuffs it would be impossible to get the
    Pampers of anyway.
    	On the next morning Linda woke up she went down to kitchen, where
    Sarah already waited with breakfast. Her daughter sat on the table and
    looked at her.
    	"Mom, I heard Brian cry nearly the whole night. What did you do?"
    she asked.
    	"I gave him a laxative."
    	"Mom, that is to much for him to bear. My god; we treat him like
    a baby and expect from him to pee in baby diapers. We feed him with a
    bottle and the last days he only got baby food. You cannot be serious
    about having him poop in his diapers, can you?"
    	"Yes, Sarah, I am, look... I know you feel sorry for your
    brother, but he really needs this punishment. In the last months he was
    a real brat and I don't think a mother should just sit there and see
    how her son gets worse. After this punishment he will again obey... you
    and me. And that's good for him, because he is just ten years old and
    at this age he cannot do whatever he wants. There are consequences and
    he has to learn this lesson. So I must ask you... If you really love
    your brother: please baby-sit today again. Be very strict and stern and
    do not let him fun. He should suffer from his punishment. I'll pay you
    for the lost weeks of your holidays."
    	"Okay mom, but I don't want any money. I'll do it, because you
    say it is the best for Brian and I believe you. I don't want to earn
    any money, for helping disciplining my brother."
    	"Thank you." Linda said, gave Sarah a hug and kissed her. "I know
    you would understand."
    	The two women ate their breakfast, when they suddenly heard Brian
    starting to cry. The baby phone was the whole switched on, because
    Linda had forgotten to turn it off. She went upstairs to Brian's room
    and opened the door.
    	The smell was just horrible and in that moment she told herself
    that she cannot let Brian sleep in that smell anymore. She hoped the
    smell would be out of his room at afternoon, when Sarah would put him
    into his crib for his nap.
    	"Good morning, honey. Did you have a nice sleep." She put a
    finger on his diaper and then said with a smile:
    	"Oh... somebody has a big surprise for mommy."
    	Brian wanted to open his mouth, but Linda immediately put a
    finger on his mouth.
    	"Good baby... don't speak you know."
    	She gave him a little playful smack on his diapered butt causing
    Brian to whimper.
    	"Oh honey, what's the matter? Ah I think I know. You got a little
    diaper rash, don't you? Your sister will bath you and that should give
    your poor butt a little rest."
    	Then she picked him up and carried him to his changing table. She
    opened the diaper and threw it into the waste bin. Linda nearly needed
    twenty baby wipes to clean Brian up, and the boy was crying the whole
    time. Linda was very much surprised, when she saw Brian's butt. The
    skin was on his crotch and butt completely eaten up and she wondered
    how her baby could sleep with such a diaper rash. She fast put some
    rash cream on his butt and then pulled a new Pampers out of the
    sleeves.
    	"No mommy, please... I don't want another didee."
    	"Yes, honey... That's good. Was it so difficult to speak in baby
    language? No. Now c'mon. Babies need their diapers. Even when they have
    a rash they have to be diapered. And don't forget: If you would have
    been cooperative from the beginning, you would not have a rash."
    	With that she raised his feet high up in the air and slit the
    diaper under his butt. She taped it up and rolled Brian on his tummy,
    where she opened his handcuffs.
    	"I hope we don't need them anymore."
    	Then she picked Brian up and carried him to the kitchen with just
    his diaper on.
    	"Sarah I have to go now. Feed the baby and then bathe him. He has
    got a terrible diaper rash and his skin needs some rest. But don't let
    him on the toilet or anything. After the bath immediately diaper him
    and put Brian in his playpen. Send him for his nap at twelve o'clock
    after he got his bottle for lunch. I think our baby did not get much
    sleep this night."
    	Sarah just nodded her head and said:
    	"Good bye mom."
    	"Bye." Linda kissed Brian on his forehead: "Good bye, honey"
    	After Linda had left Sarah took the baby bottle with the warm
    milk and shook it a bit. Then she picked Brian up and went to the couch
    where she sat down and put her baby brother on her lap with his head
    resting on her shoulder.
    	Again Brian showed resistance, because he did not like milk, but
    Sarah penetrated his lips with the nipple of the baby bottle and held
    Brian's nose until he gasped for air. She fast pulled the nipple into
    his mouth and held the bottle, waiting for Brian to start to drink. The
    boy now saw no other option as to drink the warm milk. Sarah helped
    him, by squeezing the baby bottle a little, but waited until he has
    completed his breakfast. Then she carried him upstairs to the bathroom.
    	"Okay, baby, I hope you can behave today. Otherwise I'll put you
    in handcuffs and let you sleep in your crib the whole day."
    	She laid him down on the floor and opened his Pampers. Seeing the
    disposable being dry she laid it on a closet and began to fill the tube
    with water.
    	Brian had to step into the warm water and Sarah began to wash her
    brother even in his private parts. Then minutes later she helped him
    out of the tube and dried him with a towel. Then she again laid him
    down on the floor and took the Pampers out of the closet. She raised
    his legs in the air and slid the diaper under him. Now she got a closer
    look on his terrible rash. She taped the diaper up and looked at Brian.
    	"I'm sorry, brother." she said sad.
    	Then she ran her finger over the tapes and the baby motifs on his
    Pampers.
    	"But you look so cute in these baby diapers... I can't help it."
    she said smiling.
    	She helped him up and gave him a smack on his butt.
    	"These elephants on your butt, the Mickey Mouse on the front, and
    the balloons, especially the yellow ones make you look really like a
    baby. Ohh you are so cute honey, I cannot tell you how fond I am of you
    in Pampers." she said and gave her brother a firm hug.
    	"Now c'mon. I'll lock you in your playpen... I bet you cannot
    await, playing with your toys, can you?

    Part 4

    	After Sarah had put Brian into his playpen she went into the
    kitchen and prepared a bottle full of warm milk for her brother. She
    did not feed him this time, but just passed him the bottle and told him
    to drink all the milk.
    	Brian got very bored in his playpen, because there were only
    cuddly toys and Brian hated to play with them. It seemed an eternity
    had passed, when Sarah got him put of his playpen and carried him into
    the kitchen. She buckled him into his high chair and warmed a baby meal
    for her brother. While Brian ate the smashed food Sarah made another
    bottle full of milk ready.
    	After the meal Sarah picked her brother up again and carried him
    into his room where she laid him down on the changing table.
    	"Let's see if you are wet, darling."
    	She sprayed Brian's legs apart and put two fingers in the crotch
    of his soaking wet diapers.
    	"Oh my gosh... you are a complete mess, Brian. But you behaved
    pretty good, baby. This time you did not ask me if you can go to the
    toilet and just used your diaper like a little baby should do."
    	Sarah undid his Pampers and put it into the trash bin. After
    that
    she took another diaper out of the changing table and diapered her
    brother very slowly.
    	"Okay Brian, you behaved very good today and therefore I won't
    put you in handcuffs for your afternoon nap. Now c'mon baby; you seem
    to be tired."
    	When Sarah had left Brian in his crib he thought about the
    situation. He knew that his mother couldn't hold him diapers longer
    than two weeks as punishment, but he could not stand this treatment on
    the second day. Brian was sure that he could not bear it another twelve
    days.
    	Suddenly he was sure, that he had to leave. He was sure, that
    Linda would not think about of keeping him in diapers once she had
    found him. Brian thought about visiting his friend Laura. He knew the
    girl since he was three years old and they had become the best friends
    in the past years. Her parents were very nice and Brian was sure he
    could stay there until his mother would find him.
    	Brian tried to get out of his crib, but even without his
    handcuffs it was a big match for him to leave his prison. His mother
    had bought the crib with the largest bars. They almost reached Brian's
    chest.
    	After the boy managed to get out of the crib he opened the tapes
    of his Pampers and ran to the closet. With a great feeling of relief he
    put on one of his underpants. After he put on a T-Shirt and a pair of
    Jeans, Brian opened the door of his room and sneaked downstairs. His
    sister sat in the living room watching TV and Brian could get out of
    the house easily.
    	He ran the second street down until he reached a huge white
    house, in which Laura lived with her parents. The girl was in the
    garden with her mother and couldn't belief her eyes to see Brian.
    	"Mommy, look! Brian's here! Open the door, please. C'mon,
    mommy."
    she begged of her mother.
    	Anna Baker looked at Brian with a surprised look, but opened the
    door for him and let him in.
    	"Brian!", Laura cried. "I'm so happy to see you. I thought you
    and your family are in France on vacation." Laura's voice trembled
    almost and she just tried to embrace her friend when her mother Anna
    said:
    	"No, you go into your room, young lady! Right now."
    	"But mommy..."
    	"NO! I said right now!"
    	Laura looked surprised and like she would burst into tears in a
    second, but she ran into the huge, white house. Anna picked Brian up
    and sat down on a bench near the swimming pool.
    	"Brian... what are you doing here?" she asked him tenderly.
    "Don't try to fool me... your mother called me yesterday and I know
    your punishment. So tell me... where is your diaper, did your sister
    take it off and did she give her allowance to visit Laura?"
    	"No..." Brian burst into tears.
    	"Shhhh... calm down Brian. Yes...good. Now listen, honey..."
    	"No, please Anna. Don't put another diaper on me."
    	"Shhhh... I won't do that. I tell you what... You can stay here
    that afternoon, but I have to call your mother so she knows where you
    are and can pick you up in the evening. OK?"
    	Brian just nodded but stopped to cry. Anna gave him a soft slap
    on his butt and Brian jumped from her lap to run to his friend Laura.

    	In the evening Linda's red car showed up on the street in front
    of the Baker's house. Linda stepped out of her car and opened the
    garden door with an angry look. Anna sat on the bench in front of the
    swimming pool and waved her friend.
    	"Linda, calm down... He's just a child."
    	"Don't tell me, what I've to do Anna. He got his chances and now
    he's gonna pay for it. This punishment is the adequate treatment for
    his behaving in the last weeks."
    	"Please don't tell me you really think you can suppress bad
    behaviour with such a punishment. I have four children... Two boys and
    two girls... You know that my boys don't behave very well, too, but I
    don't care about this."
    	"But my little boy won't become such a brat."
    	"Linda, please! Brian is not a brat. When you diaper him and
    suppress his slumber wish for freedom he won't behave better. He will
    behave worse... Believe me!"
    	"Thank you, Anna. You made your point clear... Now where is
    Brian?"
    	"Laura and Brian are in her room, I think."
    	"Do you have any diapers?"
    	"What... Linda you can't be serious. Laura knows the children
    Brian knows... They will tease him the whole time as soon Laura tells
    them..."
    	"Bad luck for Brian, but it's his own guilt... Now you are my
    friend and I trust you to help me raising my children, since Matt has
    left us. Tell me Anna: where are the diapers. Your second daughter is
    just three years old... don't tell me there are no diapers anymore in
    your house."
    	Anna gave her resistance up. She knew when there was no way to
    change the mind of her friend.
    	"In Jean's room is a changing table... I think we have some Luvs
    in it."
    	Linda went into the house, Anna followed closely. Linda opened
    the door of Laura's room and dragged Brian by his ear out of the room.
    	"You brat! I told you... Wait until we are home!"
    	"Linda calm down. He is your son, goddamnit!" Anna cried.
    	Linda did not hear. She dragged him into the room of Jean. She
    laid him down on the changing table and opened his pants. She pulled
    them down and then sprayed his legs apart. She grabbed his underpants
    and pulled them down too. Anna just stood there and watched the
    embarrassing treatment of the boy with a great shock.
    	Linda pulled one of Jean's Luvs out of the changing table and
    raised Brian's legs up in the air. She put the diaper under Brian's
    butt and let his legs back on the changing table. She pulled the Luvs
    up between his crotch and taped the diaper up. Brian did not fit really
    into the disposable, but Linda did not intend to expect him pee or even
    poop in it, as the diaper would leak immediately. Linda took Brian's
    shirt of and picked him up complete naked.
    	Just then Anna and Linda noticed Laura staying in the room and
    watching with a fascinated look.
    	"Why do you diaper, Brian?" she asked.
    	"I take care of her. But Linda calm down... my god spank him,
    but
    do not give him another laxative."
    	"We will see..."
    	While Linda carried the crying Brian down to her car and buckled
    him into the new purchased baby seat, she had bought today in downtown,
    Anna spoke to Laura.
    	"Laura... nobody; NOBODY will know about this... got it? I tell
    you... if you tell this anybody and I find out... you will be in
    diapers!"
    	"Sure mommy, but what do you think... will Linda let me diaper
    Brian?"
    	"LAURA!"
    	"OK, ok!"
    	Laura went back into her room and Anna thought of how she could
    help Brian. She knew, that she cannot just sit and wait, while her best
    friend almost abuses one of her children.

    Part 5

    	When Linda reached her house she parked her car in the garage and
    got the still crying Brian out of his baby seat. She carried him into
    the house the small Luvs showing almost his whole private area. Sarah
    was watching TV in the living room, but got immediately up, when she
    heard her mother entering the room.
    	"There's our baby," she said. "Where did you find him?"
    	"He was at Anna's house. Brian I tell you... Mommy is now very
    angry with her little baby. Baby was not allowed to leave his crib or
    even the house, but you did. Can you imagine how much Sarah and me were
    afraid, until Anna phoned us?"
    	"No mum, but..."
    	"Don't you dare to talk, you brat! You know the rules and today
    you broke too much of them!"
    	Brian was completely shocked and afraid. The boy couldn't think
    anymore what to do and just felt great desperation inside his heart.
    Brian even did not notice anymore, when he started to wet himself,
    right in the grip of his mother.
    	The small Luvs from Jean could not hold the pee and the diaper
    immediately started to leak making the pee ran over Linda's whole arm.
    	"BRIAN... What are you doing?" Linda gasped.
    	The poor boy immediately started to cry again. It was not that he
    had wet his diaper, but this time Brian did not even notice it until
    his mother had told him. Linda set him back down on the floor and
    looked at her ruined suite.
    	Sarah stood there and watched the scene with a mixture of shock
    and excitement, because she knew now her brother would really get it.
    	"Sarah, take his diaper off and clean him with baby wipes. I'll
    just change my suite. Don't change him or do anything with except
    cleaning him up, until I'm back."
    	While Linda went into her bedroom Sarah placed a hand on Brian's
    chest forcing him to lie down. The boy cried the whole time, while
    Sarah opened his diaper and cleaned his butt with some baby wipes. The
    rash was not gone at all. Sarah thought that her brother must have
    great pain all the time on his butt.
    	When Linda returned she sat down on the couch and took the
    complete naked Brian on her lap.
    	"Brian, I see you learn, Don't worry. I am not angry at you for
    peeing on my suite. Babies do that kind of thing and it was my fault as
    I did not bring one of your Pampers over to Anna's house so I could
    have diapered you with your own disposables. But Brian, you have to
    receive a punishment because you left the house and your crib without
    permission. There is no escaping. Sarah sit down and lay your brother
    over your lap."
    	"Mum?"
    	"Do as I say."
    	Sarah sat down, grabbed Brian on his hip and placed him over her
    lap.
    	"Now Sarah, go on and spank him as long and as hard you can.
    Don't stop until you are getting tired."
    	"But mom, he's my brother. I cannot..."
    	"Yes you can. Now do it. Remember how much you were afraid this
    afternoon just because the little brat could not stay in his crib."
    	This sentence hit Sarah hard and she remembered how much she was
    afraid in the afternoon.
    	"You little brat." Although her first slap was very soft it
    caused Brian to whimper. "You almost gave me a heart attack."
    	Then she started to slap Brian hard on his butt.
    	WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
    	After 30 smacks his little cheeks turned crimson and Brian bawled
    and cried, pleading his sister to stop.
    	"Okay Sarah, it's enough now." Linda said.
    	Sarah stopped spanking her brother, but grabbed Brian on his
    shoulders and dragged him into a firm hug.
    	"I'm sorry, baby. Shhhh.... it's over now, honey. Shhhhh. Calm
    down. Your sister is here."
    	"Please Sarah... don't spank me anymore."
    	"Shhh... I'll never do it. Just cry... let go, my little baby."
    	While holding Brian in a firm hug she gave her mother a cold
    look.
    	"Why did you force me to do it? Why??"
    	"I did not force you, silly. You were the one who started to
    spank Brian and refused to stop. By the way his punishment is clear...
    He is a baby and expected to act like a baby... Today he broke many
    rules and we were really afraid if something had happen to him... a car
    accident or something worse.
    	Now Sarah Brian has to come through this punishment at least one
    week and a half. Now after the spanking he behaved like a good baby and
    child apologizing after the spanking for being bad. That's a good
    progress because I don't want to punish Brian the whole next week."
    	"Okay mom, I got your point. Should we bring the baby back to
    sleep?"
    	"Oh yes, most certainly."
    	"By the way mom," Sarah said when she stood up the crying Brian
    on her arm, "We need to get some rash ointment. I think his rash did
    not get better today."
    	"Sure, darling. One day out of diapers cannot heal a rash at all.
    I will go tomorrow and buy something at the store. Do we need diapers?"
    	"No mom... We got another sixty."
    	Brian did not understand a word the two women said. He just
    wanted to be near his sister. While she spanked him he just hated her,
    but when she gave him a hug he understood how much his sister was
    worried about him and how much she loved him. So Brian now felt much
    more love for her than he did the last years. Linda opened the door and
    put on the light in Brian's room, while Sarah carried him to his
    changing table.
    	"Mom, you can go. I think I can handle this."
    	"Alright, darling. But don't forget to turn the baby phone on...
    Just in case our baby again wants "big boy" - clothes back."
    	When Linda had shut the door Sarah placed Brian on the changing
    table.
    	The boy now did not cry anymore, but it was obvious that he
    suffered very much from his spanking. Sarah raised his legs in the air
    and looked at her brother's bottom.
    	"I'm sorry baby, but this won't be easy. The rash got worse this
    day thanks to the spanking."
    	"Sarah... I'm so sorry..."
    	"Shhh... I know, honey. Now calm down so your sister can protect
    you from more pain."
    	Sarah did not know whether it was good diapering Brian or not. It
    was sure, that the boy would wet his bed this night, because it was
    just eight o'clock in the evening and Brian always had a weak bladder.
    He would not go until morning without at least one time wetting.
    	When she would diaper him he would have protection from wet
    sheets and she wouldn't have to wash his sheets in the morning. But
    when he would have a poopy accident... But then Sarah knew that this
    did not matter. She could not let Brian now go on the potty as her
    mother would kill her and without a diaper Brian will lie in his own
    poop and disgusting stink. The poop will stink enough when her brother
    wears a diaper.
    	"Sarah please... only tonight... Don't diaper me... I want this
    rash going away."
    	"Listen, honey. When I don't diaper you now you won't have any
    protection from wetting and when you sleep in wet sheets your rash will
    get worse."
    	"But I think I will need to poop in some hours." Brian said with
    tears in his eyes. "I cannot get out of the crib with the baby phone
    online."
    	"Brian listen: I don't want to spank you again and therefore I
    want you to follow mom's rules. Please... use your diaper the next
    week, eat babyhood, don't talk unless in baby language and sleep in
    your crib. Then you'll be out of diapers and all be happy. Can you do
    me this favor?"
    	Brian nodded slowly.
    	"Good."
    	Sarah sprayed as much powder on Brian's diaper area as she could.
    Then she rubbed it in carefully and pulled on of Brian's Pampers out of
    the sleeves. She raised Brian's legs in the air and put the diaper
    under his butt. Then she taped it up and picked her baby brother up.
    She carried him to his crib and laid him down.
    	After Sarah had tucked him in and wanted to leave Brian said:
    	"Please sis, I'm sorry. Please take care of me... don't ever
    leave me alone."
    	Sarah hurried back and picked Brian up. She sat down on a chair
    and sat her brother on her lap with his head resting on her shoulder.
    	"Listen, baby. I will never leave you alone and I will always
    take care of you and protect you, Brian. And believe me... we both will
    get through this punishment of yours."
    	"Sure. We can make all, when we just try."
    	"That's it Brian. Now I see you are back in business. Okay
    baby... c'mon. I'll put you to sleep."
    	She again stood up, but before placing him into his crib she gave
    him a soft slap on his butt. This time Brian smiled, because he did not
    feel anything through the plastic of his Pampers.
    	Then Sarah place her brother in his crib and tucked him. She
    kissed him on his forehead and after turning the baby phone on she left
    his room leaving Brian to his dreams.

    Part 6

    	The next day, while Sarah fed Brian his bottle of milk and baby
    food Linda came into the kitchen.
    	"Sarah, I want you and your brother to go out today."
    	"What? Mom, you know I cannot go out with him, if I shall treat
    him like a baby," Sarah responded.
    	"I know. Therefore Anna will come with Laura and Jean. All of you
    will go to a swimming pool. You can't go swimming into the sea because
    the salty water is bad for the skin of our two babies."
    	"But Mom... I mean... shall I treat him like a baby in public...
    in front of all that people?" Sarah asked shocked.
    	Although she held the nipple of the baby bottle into Brian's
    mouth he refused to nurse it at that moment and listened the talk
    between the two women.
    	"Of course you have to, silly. Don't worry... You will drive
    three hours to that swimming pool and nobody who knows Brian will be
    there. But now... I think you should take his stroller with you. Let's
    see if our pumkin fits into his little stroller."
    	His mother pulled the bottle out of his mother and picked him up,
    intending of carry him into the garage. Brian had managed to sleep
    without messing himself, though he had felt an extreme pressure the
    night before. Now the pressure seemed to be gone and Brian felt really
    good. He noticed with astonishment that he got used to diapers and
    being treated like a baby in the last days.
    	His mother got his old stroller out of the carriage and buckled
    Brian in.
    	"Well, that seems perfect, does it?" Linda asked.
    	"Of course, Mom. But I don't think we should do this..." Sarah
    said.
    	Linda does not even listen what her daughter meant, but got Brian
    again out of his stroller and began talking about the rules:
    	"Okay Sarah: I've already purchased a package of swim diapers for
    our baby." When she mentioned swim diapers Brian almost burst into
    tears, but could manage to hold them back.
    	"He is only allowed to swim in the baby pool and of course only
    with an adult watching him. I don't have anything for you both to eat
    or drink, but I think Anna will have enough fast food and Coke or milk
    and baby food in her van."
    	"Ok Mom. When will she be here?" Sarah asked.
    	"The three of them should be here in any minute... Ah and
    Sarah... Don't forget some of Brian's ordinary Pampers. I think they
    are much more comfortable then swim diapers."
    	"Sure, Mom."
    	One hour later Anna ringed at the doorbell. Linda had left the
    house since forty minutes and Sarah was completely overwhelmed by
    packing and taking of a baby. She almost lost her nerves and almost
    started to give Brian a hard spanking, but she got herself under
    control. In that moment Anna entered the house Sarah was ready with the
    package.
    	"You're ready, Sarah?" asked Anna. "Where's Brian?"
    	"I locked him into his crib again. He just always was in my way."
    	"Yes... Children, especially babies, do that kind of thing."
    	"Anna, may I ask you a question?"
    	"Of course."
    	"I know Linda wants us to treat Brian exactly like a baby,
    but..."
    	"Calm down, Sarah. I already told Laura, that she would really
    get into big trouble, if she starts making fun of Brian. Jean is too
    young to understand this whole situation and nobody at that swimming
    pool will recognize Brian. The rest is no problem. We just go into the
    baby pool with him and Jean and let them sleep most of the time. This
    should minimize our problems."
    	"Thank you, Anna. You are a real treasure." Sarah said while
    hugging the elder woman.
    	"But don't forget... Treat him exactly like a baby..." Sarah told
    Anna, while she attempted to go upstairs to get Brian out of his crib.
    	While Anna brought Brian downstairs Sara put his baby seat, Linda
    had bought two days ago, into Anna's car. Jean sat in her baby seat and
    just watched the older girl, while Laura looked at the baby seat.
    	"Has Brian really to sit in this thing? Gets he really diapered?"
    	"Laura... you will see all of this today. And remember... it's
    not fair to make fun of a friend. I beg of you... treat Brian like a
    baby and don't make fun of him... you know talk baby language to him
    and be as nice as you would be to a baby... Then you'll get 20 dollars
    from me. Deal?" Sarah asked.
    	Laura thought two seconds and then said:
    	"Of course. It will be no problem for me to treat him like a
    baby... I've already got a baby sister, so a baby brother will be no
    match for me. Besides... I'll do everything for twenty bugs."
    	Anna sat Brian into his baby seat and buckled him in. Brian wore
    nothing except his diaper and Laura immediately began to talk with him.
    She admired his Pampers especially the cute baby motifs running a
    finger over the plastic. A little tear started to run down Brian's
    cheek and Laura noticed that immediately. She opened Brian's safety
    belts and ordered him to crawl on her lap. Sarah and Anna watched with
    amusement while Brian crawled into the arms of his friend. She sat him
    up on her lap and assured that his head was resting on her shoulder.
    Then she gave him a long firm hug, until her mother ordered Laura to
    again buckle Brian into his baby seat.
    	The girl started to help Brian getting back into his baby seat,
    but then she again dragged him back into a firm hug. The last days of
    only getting baby food and milk had made Brian really weak and tired,
    so he could not even help himself against the weak of the ten year old
    Laura. He just sat on her lap squirming around, when he noticed her
    hand on the front of his diaper.
    	"Mom he has wet himself!" Laura cried.
    	"Oh my gosh... Laura! Leave the boy alone and buckle him into his
    baby seat!"
    	Anna cried. Thanks to the heat in the car Anna lost her temper
    and cried at her elder daughter.
    	"And how can you dare touch his diaper?"
    	"But mom... This is what diapers up to. You told me to treat
    Brian like a baby. Well I do it and now I just checked if the baby has
    wet his Pampers. I don't think that's such a great deal."
    	Because of this dispute in the car Jean started to cry suddenly
    and Brian too, because his best friend had checked his diaper and tried
    now to buckle him into his baby seat. He had wet his diaper, when he
    was lying in his crib and wanted to ask Anna if she could change him,
    but she just hushed him down and carried him to her car. The pee really
    started to burn on his diaper rash area, but Brian cried of the
    humiliation.
    	"Oh... That can't be true... Sarah: we'll stop at that drive-in
    over there.
    	One hour in this car and all of you get brats." Anna swore.
    	She held at a parking lot and got Jean out of her seat to smooth
    her down. Sarah picked Brian up and started to calm her baby down, too.
    	"Sarah... I think we've got to handle two dirty diapers." Anna
    announced after having checked Jean's diaper.
    	While Laura sat down at a table, both women carried their babies
    into the women restroom where a changing table was. A young woman
    looked at Brian with shock and asked if the boy had some kind of
    disease.
    	"No," Sarah answered "He has just wet the bed a few times and has
    been a real brat the last weeks, you know, acting like a baby. So my
    mother decided: if he wanted to act like a baby we should treat him
    like one."
    	"Of course. Good idea." the woman responded. "And are you a good
    boy now, baby?" she asked Brian with a ironic smile.
    	"Yes, Baby has been very good." Brian answered blushing.
    	"That's great. I think I'll punish my son in the next time in the
    same way. The boy really behaves like a good baby. Okay, good bye." She
    said and gave Brian a soft slap on his wet diaper.
    	"Oh... I didn't know he really has to wet them... I think this
    makes the whole punishment more effective. Humm... If my son again
    dares to lift the skirts of his sisters he'll really get it."
    	Sarah laid Brian on the changing table, while Anna stood behind
    watching every movement of her hands.
    	After Brian again laid in dry Pampers on the changing pad Anna
    said:
    	"You are really good. The diaper is all snugly and fits the baby
    perfectly. I don't think I've ever seen a better diaper change. Brian
    is in really good hands. If I were you I would love these Pampers, my
    sister changes everyday and not even want to get my underpants back."
    	Sarah smiled at the elder woman and picked her baby up. Then she
    left the restroom to search a highchair for Brian and where Laura sat
    down.