    The Doctor’s Modification

    Summary: A story about a boy teasing his little brother for not
    mastering potty training suddenly has all his comments blow up in his
    face.

    Part 1

    Frank could not even begin to describe how mad he was at once again
    catching Adam teasing his little brother. At 8 years he should know
    better than to tease Matt. Sure, a 4-year-old in Pull-ups might be a
    little unusual but that’s no excuse for him to berate the poor kid.

    Sometimes Frank wish they didn’t put the damn symbols that fade on the
    Pull-ups. Adam had caught sight of Matt’s faded symbols and started
    singing, "Mommy, look! He’s-a-ba-by-now!" thinking himself quite clever
    by altering the jingle. He yelled at him to stop but just knew as soon
    as he was not around Adam would start again. Having changed Matt into a
    dry Pull-up would not help for long.

    Adam could not see what was so bad about teasing Matt. If he did not
    like it he should just stop wearing and wetting the Pull-ups. After all
    he had stopped at 3, so there was no reason for Matt not to manage the
    same. "I better go to my room for a bit before dad gets real mad."

    Matt was sniffling when Frank picked him up and carried him to the
    bathroom for a change. "Don’t worry, you will get it eventually.”

    “I just wish Adam wouldn’t tease me about wetting; I’m trying real
    hard."

    "So do I, so do I."

    Standing him up on the bathroom floor, Frank pulled his Pull-ups down,
    stopping himself from letting out a big sigh so as not to embarrass
    Matt. Reaching over, he picked up the box of wipes to clean him off. It
    had been a long search to find some unscented wipes to not give Adam
    another reason to tease him for the baby smell most wipes had.

    Pulling out a new Pull-up, Frank told him to try not to lose the
    trophies this time. The cool alert at times made Matt let out a small
    gasp of surprise. Frank had made sure to treat him as much as a big boy
    as possible. Nighttime still saw Matt in Pampers Cruisers size 6,
    though, since he simply wet too much for the Pull-ups to hold.

    He wondered if the teasing made Matt feel insecure enough to not pay
    attention. Matt often seemed more concerned about not letting Adam see
    him than getting to the potty. Frank had done the same big-boy routine
    when Adam was getting potty trained and had not had much trouble
    getting him dry.

    While mulling these things over and trying to figure out what to do he
    jumped a little when his cell phone rang.

    "Hello, it’s Frank."

    "Hey, Frank, it’s John. I was just wondering if we still on for the
    fishing trip this weekend."

    "Of course; I been looking forward to it for a while. I just hope Adam
    will lay of the teasing for it."

    "He been at it again?"

    "Yeah, I am at my wit’s end with that boy."

    "Well, my offer still stands if you want to let him know what it feels
    like."

    "Thanks, I’ll think about it. What time tomorrow are you coming over?"

    "I was thinking about 6AM. I’d prefer an earlier start, but with the
    boys it’s better to let them have some sleep first."

    "Agreed; otherwise, they will fall asleep, so I’ll see you then."

    John, being a close friend of Frank, had seen both kids grow up and was
    well aware of Adam’s teasing. Working as a doctor with a specialty in
    urinary disorders, he had made a suggestion to Frank. One day while
    talking he had told him about stents, which are used to make sure a
    blood vessel or ureter is kept open. Suggesting they use it to keep the
    bladder muscle continually open, letting Adam know what its like to
    have accidents.

    At first Frank had laughed at the idea imagining his 8-year-old
    becoming dribble-incontinent, a condition where he would constantly
    leak urine as he would loose the ability to keep any amount of urine in
    his bladder. Thinking of the day’s incident, he was seriously
    considering taking John up on his offer. This week alone he had yelled
    at Adam for teasing at least a dozen times. He already knew the stent
    would not harm Adam in any way as John had suggested a new stent type
    covered with a nonstick cover to avoid the clog effect which could
    occur at times.

    After thinking on it for a bit he decided it might be time to teach
    Adam a lesson. Making sure none of the kids were around, he went
    outside to the backyard to make a phone call that would spell doom for
    Adam’s big-boy status.

    "Hey Frank, did something come up?"

    "You might say that I think I’m gonna take you up on that offer, after
    all. I am tired of the teasing."

    "I’m not surprised."

    They spent the next few minutes discussing how they should do this.
    John thought a plastic stent might be better since it would be
    removable at a later date without a surgical procedure. John would come
    over with a few knockout pills to make the boys sleep through the whole
    thing.

    Frank did not want either boy to know what had happened. Feeling this
    would end the teasing, Frank felt relieved as it had been a constant
    source of conflict tiring him out. Almost as someone had read his mind
    he heard Adam laughing inside. Sighing inside, he went in to see what
    had happened.

    Finding Matt crying on the floor, he looked and saw he was still dry.
    Infuriated, he turned to Adam and asked what he was doing.

    "I just checked his Pull-up!"

    "So why is he crying?"

    "How would I know what he is thinking? I am not a baby!"

    “No, but you will soon be,” Frank thought.

    "That’s it! I have had it with your teasing! Go to your room and stay
    there until bedtime!"

    "But I didn’t do nothing!"

    Frank silenced Adam with a glare, letting him know he was pushing it
    dangerously.

    After he heard Adam going up the stairs stomping his feet to alert all
    to the unfairness of it all, he turned to Matt.

    "So, what happened?"

    "He checked my Pull-up and when he saw it was dry he said I’d prolly
    pooped it since it was dry."

    Matt had not had a poop accident for months but Adam still teased him
    about it. Cradling Matt in his arms to soothe him, Frank suddenly
    noticed a warmth on his hand.

    "Did you just have a accident?" This made Matt cry even more.

    "Sssh, it don’t matter, I’m not mad. We better get you ready for bed."
    Once again, going to the bathroom, he picked up a Pampers Cruisers on
    the way. They made Matt waddle a little so he only used them during the
    day time when there would not be a toilet close by for a long time.

    After a quick cleanup he carried Matt to his bedroom and put him down
    for the night. He was just about to tell Adam to go to bed, although he
    usually got to stay up an hour later than Matt when he heard John pull
    up into the driveway. Going down to greet him, he heard the boys coming
    out of their bedrooms.

    "Matt, it’s your bedtime; Adam, you’re going to stay in your bedroom
    until bedtime."

    Both boys were disappointed in this as they looked at John as an uncle,
    and since he had no kids of his own he usually brought a treat when he
    came over. But neither dared disobey Frank as they could sense he was
    not in the best of moods.

    "Hey, John, you gotten lazy of late? You live 3 houses away."

    "Well I went down to the office to pick up the supplies we would need."

    "Oh, I thought you would need a few days to get it sorted."

    "No, I had all I needed and this should keep Adam asleep while we
    insert it."

    Holding up a small jar with a powder inside, John said, "I was thinking
    of pills but these should work better as they are tasteless and
    dissolve in water."

    Knowing Adam would probably request a glass of water before he fell
    asleep, Frank went to the kitchen and got the mixture ready. Sure
    enough 20, minutes later he heard Adam call out if he could go get
    something to drink, a trick all kids have used during the ages to get
    out of their room or delay their bed time. This time it did not work as
    Frank grabbed the glass and went up to Adam. He could see this did not
    please Adam as he had no doubt planned to sneak a peak at John, hoping
    for a treat.

    Frank waited until the water was all gone as he did not like the boys
    to have any dishes or glasses in their rooms.

    "He drank it all up. How long do you figure it will be before he is
    asleep?"

    "Well, a half hour should do it."

    Talking about the fishing trip, they waited the time out and after 30
    minutes they went up to check both boys. Adam was fast asleep,
    apparently knocked out. Matt was also sound asleep.

    "Okay, pull down his pants and let’s get this done."

    John pulled out a catheter-like object with a string inside the tube.
    Explaining to Frank that the tube was just used to insert the stent
    into place, the string would be cut so it was just inside the tip of
    Adam`s penis and would be used to remove the stent by pulling on it as
    that would shrink the stent and pull it out. Taking out some sterile
    wipes, John got to work on making Adam`s soon-to-be diaper area
    sterile.

    This done, he placed a Pampers bed mat underneath grabbed the stent and
    inserted it into the pee hole, working it all the way up to the
    bladder. Once positioned, he used the string to make the stent grow and
    permanently keep his bladder open. Then he carefully removed the tube,
    cutting the string to size, leaving no visible trace of what had just
    transpired. Of course once the stent was in place Adam emptied his
    bladder into the waiting bed mat.

    Seeing this, Frank considered for a moment to get a fresh bed mat, but
    not wanting to tip Adam off, he decided to sacrifice the mattress.
    Cleaning up, making sure not to leave anything they went downstairs
    where Frank deposited the wet bed mat into the outdoor trash can.

    "It will be an interesting morning."

    "Well, Adam should have a surprise waiting for him. When was the last
    time he wet the bed "

    "I think he was about 3.5 last time."

    Meanwhile, Adam lay, dreaming a weird dream that he was swimming in
    warm water, all the while dribbling pee onto the bed. After seeing John
    off, Frank went upstairs to check if it had worked. Pulling back the
    covers he noticed the wet spot underneath Adam and on his PJs, thinking
    to himself that he better get to bed since they were going to get up
    early for their Saturday fishing trip and dealing with the wet bed in
    the morning would probably take some time.

    Slamming his hand down on the alarm clock, Frank groggily got out of
    bed.

    "God, 5:15 AM. People shouldn’t be allowed be allowed to get up this
    early."

    Quickly dispatching the morning routine, he went to wake the boys up.
    When entering Adam`s room he could smell pee and the damage to the
    mattress was obvious. Shaking Adam awake, he prepared for the reaction.

    "Who is it that’s shaking me? I wanna sleep." The thought dimly
    registered in Adam’s mind as Frank was shaking him. He also felt a
    slight shivering sensation which he couldn’t quite place and his PJs
    clinging to him. After a moment his groggy mind, put 2 and 2 together.

    "Oh shit! I wet the bed! I haven’t done that in ages." Seeing Frank
    standing over him, there was no use in trying to hide the obvious.

    "Seems you had a little accident tonight; you must have been real
    tired."

    While Adam was sent to the shower Frank changed the sheets and put the
    mattress out to dry. Thinking this must have been a one-night thing,
    Adam quickly showered and got dressed. Looking forward to the fishing
    trip, he was tripping beside Frank while he got Matt awake and almost
    commented about the puffy nighttime Pull-up until he remembered his own
    bed that morning.

    After what seemed to Adam hours, Frank had gotten Matt dressed into a
    new Pull-up and clothes. Turning to Adam, Frank saw a wet spot in his
    crotch as evidence that the stent was working.

    "Umnmm, Adam, you’re wet."

    "Wet? What is he thinking of? I dried myself of after showering," Adam
    thought. Noticing Frank was looking down, Adam reached down and felt
    his crotch finding it wet.

    "Didn’t you notice you had to go?"

    Adam could just shake his head. He couldn’t even remember wetting
    himself.

    "Well, we better get you cleaned up and ready."

    Too dazed by having both wet his bed and pants, Adam did not put up a
    fight as Frank lifted him onto the changing mat spread out on the bed.
    After pulling off Adam`s pants and throwing them into the hamper he
    kept in Matt`s room Frank reached over to grab a few wipes. Feeling
    very small indeed as he was wiped clean with wipes Adam`s eyes nearly
    bugged out of his skull when he saw Frank get out a Pull-up after
    cleaning him.

    "DAD! What are you doing?"

    "Well, you just wet your pants without even noticing what you did.
    Since we are going fishing we won’t have spare clothes handy."

    "Dad, that was just an accident. I won’t need these. I know I won’t
    have another accident, so I don’t need them!"

    "Look, in this house if you wet yourself you get Pull-ups." Frank was
    referring to the rules he had laid down for both boys when they were
    potty training. Wet pants meant Pull-ups for the rest of the day.

    "If I show Matt that you don’t have to follow the rules he will also
    refuse. Now, I am not going to make any difference between you two on
    this. As long as there is someone being potty trained in this house the
    rules apply to all and that is final! You can decide between having
    this Pull-up put on and going fishing; or refuse, and we will stay
    home."

    Not wanting to miss the fishing trip, Adam resigned himself to the
    horrible fate of wearing Pull-ups for the trip, thinking he would show
    his father just how stupid this was by presenting him with a bone-dry
    Pull-up when they got home.

    The stretchy sides of made it fit nicely and Frank sent Adam off to get
    a clean pair of pants from his room. Now with the logic of an 8-year-
    old, Adam figured this was his way out of wearing the offensive
    garment. Frank wanted to see if he would comply and figured Adam would
    be in for a nasty surprise if he took off his Pull-up. Wanting to show
    just silly the idea of him needing diapers was , because in Adam`s mind
    diapers and Pull-ups were no different, he tore them off and got a pair
    of underwear before putting his pants on. Thinking he would show dad
    after the trip that he had not worn any stupid diapers and was still
    dry.

    Loading up the car, Frank was not able to tell if Adam was still
    wearing the Pull-up and was thankful for the leather seats. Adam could
    feel himself get slightly wet just before they parked the car by the
    small stream they usually went to fish in. Getting out of the car, he
    ran a hand over his pants but could not feel a wet spot. Getting his
    fishing rod, Adam decided to go a little downstream to be alone. Part
    of the reason the boys enjoyed the fishing trips was that they were
    allowed a little candy and some sodas while fishing. Sitting down to
    keep an eye on his floater, Adam let his mind wander to try and make
    sense of his sudden lack of control.

    Enjoying the soda and candy, Adam soon got caught up in the fishing as
    he was lucky enough to land 2 small bass. Wanting to show off a bit, he
    went back to the others with the fish.

    "Hey dad, John, look! I got some!" Feeling quite proud of himself, he
    could not understand why his dad was looking at him as though he had
    just done something bad.

    "Adam, why are your pants wet?"

    Looking down to see a 5cm wet spot in his crotch, he knew he was in
    trouble. Pulling down Adam’s pants and seeing his wet underwear, Frank
    knew he had disobeyed him.

    "Now son, can you tell me why you aren’t wearing the Pull-up I put on
    you ?"

    "I’m not a baby like Matt and I don’t need them."

    "Well, from where I’m standing, you seem to be the baby at the moment.
    I told you we wouldn’t have any spare clothes and I am not letting you
    run around in wet pants." Pulling Adam’s pants and underwear all the
    way off, leaving him in just his shirt, grabbing the backpack he used
    for Matt`s diapers supplies, he pulled out a Pampers Cruisers and some
    wipes. Adam nearly ran when he saw the diaper but remembered he was
    almost naked.

    "Dad, what are you doing with that diaper?"

    "Since you can’t seem to stop wetting you need to wear something to
    keep you dry, now until we get home you’re staying in that diaper!"

    Although embarrassed by the whole situation, Adam knew he had brought
    this on himself and could only nod while sniffling. The Cruiser made a
    swishing sound with each step he took and the unfamiliar bulk between
    legs reminded him with each step what he was wearing. He looked down
    and couldn’t believe where he used to wear pants like other boys he now
    had a diaper on with Elmo on his front and rear and a blue line running
    all around the middle of it.

    "Matt, come over here for a second."

    Wondering what his dad wanted, Matt walked over.

    "Now, how is your Pull-up doing?"

    "I`m not sure. I think it’s dry."

    Pulling down Matt`s pants, Frank was greeted by a rather wet Pull-up
    with no trophies left.

    "Seems we have one more to change here."

    Thinking to let Adam see there was a difference between the two, he
    pulled out both a Cruiser and a Pull-up, holding both up for Matt.

    "Which one would you like, son?". He was a bit surprised to find him
    pointing at the Cruiser, but cleaned him up and put the Cruiser on.

    Adam looking, he couldn’t understand why his brother would want a
    diaper when he could have a Pull-up. When Frank was done Matt asked
    Adam to show him where he got the bass he caught earlier. Wanting to
    know why he chose diapers over Pull-ups, he led him to the spot he had
    fished earlier. After checking to see they were out of hearing range he
    turned to Matt.

    "How come you wanted a diaper?" Matt looked a bit sheepish.

    "Well, with the Pull-up I got to be careful not to wet it, now I can
    just fish and not worry about the potty." Thinking it a bit strange but
    seeing the advantage, Adam let it go.

    All too soon for the boys’ liking, it was time to go home. John looked
    at Adam.

    "If you keep wetting I’ll have a look at you and see if we can do
    something about it."

    This prompted Adam to reach down and squeeze his diaper. Finding it
    quite soaked, he turned red. John decided to not point this out and
    instead wished them a good ride home.