My Weekend Adventure


Larry Fuller and I had been friends for about four months and for the first time
I was going to get to spend the whole weekend over at his house. My parents were
going on a trip and instead of going with them they worked it out so I could
stay with Larry. Larry and I made friends almost from the first day we met at
school and did have some fun together hanging out different places. He was
several months older than I am and has already turned thirteen while I will be
thirteen in a few months.



I arrived at Larry’s about 6 pm on Friday and we messed around until supper was
ready. His folks had also left for the weekend and left his nineteen-year old
sister, Sally, in charge of us. This was ok with us as she left us alone for the
most part.



After supper we went upstairs to his room, which was next door to his sisters.
Their parents had a bedroom on the ground floor. In Larry’s room there was a
bed, and a desk with a computer on it and a chair. Because I was staying with
him they had put another chair in his room for me to use. We went to the
computer and after it came up he logged on to the Internet. Since I did not have
a computer I was not use to surfing the net as he was, so wherever he went, I
just followed along with him.



Before long we were looking at pictures of girls that liked wetting their pants
and beds. Don’t know how we got to those places but we just could not take our
eyes off what we were seeing. We looked at pictures of girls in wet panties, wet
jeans and also in wet diapers. This was new to me but was not going to let Larry
know that. We began talking about what we saw and wondered why anyone would like
having wet pants on or being in a wet bed. The more we talked the more Larry
wanted to find out for himself what it was like.



“Mark, don’t you want to know what it’s like also,” he asked.

“Oh, I don’t know. It does seem strange that people would like doing that,” I
said.

“Well, I think the only way we will ever know is if we try it for ourselves. I
will do it if you will also. How about it?”



I thought for a moment and then asked, “How will we hide it from your sister?”

“Hey, I know. I have some old clothes that we can put on and then put them back
in my closet and then I can take care of them later. Come on, how about it.”



I finally gave in and he got two pairs of old jeans out and gave me a pair to
put on. We both changed into the old jeans and got in front of the computer
again and started looking at the pictures of girls in wet pants. It was not easy
but soon we both started wetting the fronts of our pants. At first it was just a
wee bit, but the longer we looked at the pictures the more we let out until our
front was completely wet and was beginning to flow down the inside of our pants
leg.



We then sat there a while longer in our wet jeans looking at more pictures and I
began to realize that this was cool, though I could not say why. After several
hours of doing this his sister called for us, and told us it was time to go to
bed. We quickly changed back into our dry clothes and waited for her to come in
fix a bed on the floor for me. They had a small mattress placed on the floor
with sheets and a pillow for me. After Sally had done this she told us to get
undress and go to bed. After she left we stripped to just our underwear and
t-shirt and got in bed with the lights out.



“I wonder what it would be like to wet my bed,” Larry said out loud.

“Don’t worry about it,” I said, “it wont happen.”



With that we both fell asleep. I don’t know what time it was but it was still
dark when I suddenly woke up from my sleep. I couldn’t believe what had
happened. I had wet my bed. I looked around and Larry and sitting up in his bed
with a big grin on his face.



“What’s so funny? I asked.

“Well, I woke up and had to use the bathroom but then decided I would wet my bed
instead, so I did it. But I didn’t want to be alone so I went and got a warm
bowl of water and placed your hand in it. I had heard that it would cause one to
wet themselves if this was done, and you know what? It caused you to wet
yourself.”



“Ok mister fun guy, what do we do now that our beds are wet. I don’t think I can
go back to sleep like this.”

“I guess I could wake my sister up and have her fix our beds for us.”



After he left to get his sister I began to drop back off to sleep even though I
was still lying in my wet bed. After a short time the light was turned on and
Larry came into the room with his sister behind him. She had several things in
her hands and began to start taking care of things for us. First she removed
Larry’s wet underwear and t-shirt and washed him off and dried him and placed a
fresh pair of underwear on him and had him sat on the end of his bed.



She then came to me and pulled my covers back and took me by the hand and pulled
me up. She then removed my wet underwear and t-shirt also and washed me off and
dried me and placed a fresh pair of underwear on me also. She then had me sat on
the floor as she went to fix our beds. First she went to Larry’s and placed a
towel over the wet spot and then some plastic and then another towel over the
plastic. She had Larry lay down and covered him up.



She came to my bed and did the same thing. As I was sitting on the floor she had
to bend over more since my bed was on the floor and as she did so I was able to
see under her nightdress, which was not very long to start with. I was not sure
at first, but it appeared she was wearing a diaper just like the girls in the
pictures we say on the computer.



As I continued to look, it also appeared to me that it was stained with pee.
Maybe I was just seeing this in my mind because of all the pictures we looked
at, and then again, maybe not. After she was finished fixing my bed she had me
lie down and coved me up also.



“Maybe that will take care of you guys for the rest of the night. Now go back to
sleep,” and with that she turned out the light and left the room.



Half asleep I got up and went to Larry. “Say, does your sister wear diapers?”

“No, of course not. Why would you ask?”

“Well, I thought I saw her wearing one and I even thought it was wet. Maybe I
still have all those pictures still in mind.”



With that I went back to my bed and soon was sound asleep again. Morning soon
came and I had almost forgotten what had happened during the night. Larry was
the first to bring it up. It was then that I realized that his sister had taken
care of me like she would have a baby. If I had been completely awake at time I
think I would have turned the brightest red one could turn.



“Well, Mark, how did it feel waking up in a wet bed last night?”

“Well it was different, that was for sure but you know what, I don’t think I
would mind if it happened all the time. How did you like wetting the bed
yourself?” I did find it kind of pleasing to wake up in a wet bed and I even
enjoyed being in the wet jeans the night before. I guess I must have always felt
this way as it was so easy for me to beginning to like doing it so much.



“Cool man, and I feel the same way. Say, after we eat breakfast we can look more
of those pictures this morning on the net.” We soon had our breakfast and Sally
told us that she had to go out for a short time but she would be back in about
an hour or so. After she had left the house Larry turned to me and said, “Let’s
check her room. I remember you said you thought you saw her wearing a diaper
well, let’s go check it out.”



We entered into her room and the first thing Larry went to check was her bed. He
pulled back the top sheet and we saw a large white pad on the bottom sheet. We
moved it off and touched the bottom sheet and felt plastic under it. Pulling the
bottom sheet off we saw the plastic that had been placed on the mattress. We
then tried to make the bed like we found it. Larry then went to her closet and
started looking in everything he could. He soon pulled out a trash bag and
inside it was several-used wet depends.



“I guess you were right Mark,” Larry said. He then pulled out another trash bag
with a bag of fresh depends in them. They were the small size so he pulled two
of them out and then placed everything back the way they were, at least he hoped
so. We then went to his room and closed the door behind us.



“I can’t believe this,” Larry said. “I would never have thought he would be
wearing something like this. Let’s try these on and see how they work.” In his
room we both took a pair of depends and worked to get them on us. We first took
all our clothes off and then placed them between our legs and taped them on. We
had them on but they did not fix tight on me at all as I was smaller than Larry
and they were big on him also. We looked at each other in them and laughed and
made fun of ourselves for a short time.



Soon we both needed to take a leak bad and so instead of going to the bathroom
we decided to see what it was like to wet these things we had on. Since neither
of us had gone to the bathroom since we got up we had a lot of pee to let out.
We each had a large stain on the front of our Depends that went down between our
leg area. Because these were large on us some of our pee ran down to the floor.
We soon took them off and cleaned up our mess and Larry placed the used Depends
in the trash bag in his sister’s room. We then got dress in our cut-offs and
went out into his back yard to mess around and talk.



While we were in the back yard Sally returned home and went to her room for a
short time. After about an hour she came down and called us to the back door.
She told us that we was going to take a nap on the sofa in the living room and
that if needed her to come and get her. I noticed that she had changed out of
her jeans into a short dress.



After she left Larry and I began to take again. I asked him why it was she took
everything so easy last night when she had to get up and fix our beds. He told
me that about one month ago he found the sites on the net we were looking at
last night and decided to see what it was like wetting his bed. He said he
always did it when his parents were away and that his sister got use to having
to change and fix his bed at least once a week since then. I then asked, “Do you
think she is wearing one of those diapers now or only at night when she goes to
bed?”



“I don’t know, but I do know a way to find out.”

“How’s that?”

“Well, she said she would be napping on the sofa and since she is wearing one of
her short dresses if she turns over facing the back of the sofa we can take a
quick look under her dress and see if she is wearing one.”

“What if she wakes up when you are doing this?”

“She wont wake up. When she sleeps, she would sleep through an earthquake. Come,
lets go inside and see if she is asleep yet.”



We slowly entered the house and made our way as quietly as we could to the
living room. When we got there Larry whispered that we were in luck as she was
turned with her back to us. The problem was how Larry was going to lift her
dress to look underneath it. “Oh yes,” he suddenly said and ran off to his room.
Soon he came back with a yardstick. “This should work,” he whispered to me.



After he walked closer to her he had me walk next to him, I guess he didn’t want
to be the only one in trouble if caught. As he moved the yardstick to her dress
he found that her dress was lying loose on her instead of tucked under her. Once
again he whispered that we were in luck. Placing the yardstick under her dress
he tried hard not to touch her and began to lift up the dress. Slowly he moved
it up a little at a time, not wanting to make too much a movement so as to wake
her up. Having lifted her dress up he then moved it toward her waist little by
little.



Soon we saw what we were looking for. Sure enough, she was wearing one of her
Depends, just like I had seen the night before. “Say,” he whispered to me, “it
looks as if she has wet them some already.” As he said this he pointed with his
hand to a wet spot on the bottom of her seat. As we looked we suddenly realized
that the spot was getting larger and larger before our eyes. “Wow,” he whispered
again, “she’s wetting herself right now.” “I know,” I replied, and suddenly I
felt the urge to pee also. “I think I need to pee myself,” I whispered back to
Larry. Letting her dress back down we went back outside.



Once outside I was holding myself as I was needing to go very bad by this time.
Larry looked at me and said, “Well, what are you waiting for. Why don’t you just
go ahead and pee in your pants.” I knew there was no way I was going to make it
to the bathroom so I did just that.



My cut-offs were now completely wet. It felt good not having to hold it anymore
but it was strange having to wear my wet clothes. Just a short time later Larry
needed to pee also so he went in his pants also. Now there we were outside in
his back yard wearing wet pants just like a little kid would do. We had not paid
any attention to the fact that Sally had come to the back door and was watching
us until she called for us.



“What are you boys doing out here in wet clothes. What are you, little boys that
can’t hold it or what? Come on inside and go up to your room and get changed.
Come on now, both of you.”



We didn’t know what to say so we did as she said. As we entered into Larry’s
room she followed us and told us to stay there and don’t do anything until she
gets back. Soon she came back with several bags of items.



“Larry, I will take care of you first. Mark, you sit over there and I will take
care of you next.” She then took Larry’s wet cut-offs from him and then removed
his wet underwear also, leaving him standing with only a t-shirt on. She cleaned
him and then pulled out a pair of underwear that looked different.



“These are called ‘Good-nites’,” she said. “You can wet these and not mess
anymore of your clothes.” She pulled the pair up on him and made sure they fix
good on him. She got a medium size and they fit just right on him. She then had
him sit on the bed and took me by the hand and started to undo my cut-offs.



I started to turn red and pull away but she held me tight and told me there was
nothing to worry about. She then removed my cut-offs from me and my wet
underwear also, cleaned me and then placed a small size pair of “Good-nites” on
me as I was smaller than Larry.



Once she had finished this Larry finally asked, “Why are you doing this to us?”

“Well, to start with, I will not have to get up in the middle of the night now
if you wet the bed again. Also, the two of you have been wetting your pants a
lot since yesterday. I found the pair you tried to hide and they are in the
washroom and will be cleaned with these things and your sheets later today. Oh
yes, since you went through my room and tried on several of my Depends I figured
you wanted something for yourself.”



“You knew we were in your room,” Larry sounded surprised, and I know I was.

“Of course I did. I noticed right away that my bed had been mess with because
the covers were not put back the way I had them. I then decided to check my
closet and saw that my bags had been moved around also. It was not hard for me
to see that the two of you had tried several of my Depends that I had in my
closet.”



“How could you tell it was us,” Larry asked with a puzzled look on his face.

“Simple, my brother, boys wet the top parts while girls wet the bottom parts. I
knew I hadn’t done it so it must have been the two of you. I had already decided
to get you some kid diapers for night time use as you have now wet your bed four
times during the month.”



“Sister, does mom and dad know that you wear diapers?”

“They know that I wear them at night, but not during the day.” Seeing the looks
on our faces she continued. “Look, I know the two of you looked under my dress
while ago and that you saw me wet my diaper. I had heard you talking about
wanting to see if I was wearing one so I made sure I had on one of my short
dresses so it would be easier for you to see for yourself.



I held back wetting my diaper as long as I could so that you could see me do it.
I wanted to see how you reacted to it. I know you two have been looking at pics
on the computer but pics are nothing to the real thing. I figured if you saw me
wet my diaper and then went and wet your pants then I would tell you everything,
and that is just what the two of you did.”



“How long have you been doing this?” I asked.



Sally sat down in one of the chairs while Larry and I sat on his bed as she
continued to tell what had been going on. She continued, “When I was just about
fifteen I woke up one morning and found that I had wet my bed. I had downed a
lot of soda pop that day and was very tired when I went to bed. We figured that
it was just a one-time thing. The next morning when I woke up dry I was truly
disappointed. From that time on I did whatever I could to wet my bed again.



It took me about a month but once again I started wetting my bed each night.
After about the fourth or fifth night in a row waking up wet mom and dad went
out and got a plastic sheet to put on my mattress and several bed pads also.
After a month of wetting my bed each night they finally took me to the doctor
and of course he found nothing wrong but said that it could continue to happen
or stop, it would be anybody’s guess as to what would happen.



That was when he told them to try using diapers on me at night. At first they
used cloth diapers with plastic pants but soon I got to large for the cloth ones
so they started using the “Good-nites” pull up's like you are wearing now. As I
got older they got smaller for me until I had to change to Depends which are
made for adults.”



While she was telling us this I just happened to look over at Larry and noticed
that he had wet himself. Since these pull-ups were meant for that I went ahead
and wet mine also. I don’t know if Sally noticed right away or not but I am sure
she will before it is all over.



She continued, “At first I was just into wetting my bed but then I found some of
the same sites on the net that you have been looking at about two years ago. I
would stay in my room then and wet my pants while sitting in front of my
computer. I would wear them as long as I could before I would change into
something dry. That is when I told mom and dad and I would be willing to do the
washing of your clothes and mine.



That way they wouldn’t know what I had been doing. I finally got to where I
wanted to wet myself while I was not at home. It is one thing to do it behind
close doors, another to be out some place where someone might see you do it. The
very first time I wet my pants in public I made sure I was with a very good
friend. She and I had been to the park and were walking back home when I began
to wet my pants. I acted like I was shocked and surprised that I wasn’t able to
hold it any longer.



I must have been a good actor because she thought it was really an accident.
Several more times during the next few months I would have a wetting accident
while with her until she finally realized that it was not happening another
time. We then talked about it for some time and now she and I get together and
wet ourselves whenever we want to. I guess you could say she is my best friend.



There was one time we were at the park together riding several rides and while
on one of them we decided to wet our pants. We were wearing really short pants
that day and so it was not like wetting our jeans but everyone could still tell
what we did. We did a lot of screaming on the ride so everyone would think that
we got so scared that we peed in our pants.”



Looking at us and seeing that we had both wet our pants again, she said, “Do you
want me to change you now or finish what I am telling you first?”



Larry spoke up and said, “Finish telling us everything first. I just can’t
believe you have been doing this and I didn’t know about it.”



“Well, for one thing, I have known for sometime that you would pee just a wee
bit in your pants, not enough to show but your underwear would be stained by the
time I would get them to the washing machine. Well, there is not a lot more to
tell. After that I got to the point that I wanted to wet myself all the time no
matter where I was or who I was with. That is when I decided to start wearing my
adult diapers all the time. So I have been doing that now for almost two years.
Now you tell me something, both of you. What did you think when you lifted up my
dress and saw me wetting my diaper? I want you to be true full with me.”



I spoke up first, “That was the first time I had ever seen anyone do something
like that. I got to where I like looking at the pictures but I liked watching
what you did even better and I will tell you why, it caused me to want to wet
myself also. Are you mad at us for doing that to you?”



“No, I’m not mad at either of you. At least now we don’t have to hide from each
other when we do wet ourselves. Larry, what have you got to say?”



“Sis, I still can’t believe all this. I guess it is just to good to be true is
what I am saying. Ever since I came across those pictures on the net I have been
wanting to wet myself more and more each day. And watching you do it was cool,
really it was. And it made me want to wet my pants also.” Stopping for a moment,
he then continued, “will you tell me something? Have you changed since then, and
if so, have you wet yourself again?”



“Well, brother, I did change after you left and do you two want to see if I have
wet myself again?”



We both looked at each other and then nodded yes. She then lifted up her dress
in front of us, not very high but just high enough for us to see her diaper and
notice that it indeed was wet and we both could tell that it was past time for
her to make a change. I figured that she must have wet herself several times
while she had been talking with us. After we got our eyes full of her wet diaper
she then went about changing us, as if we were her little boys.



By this time I was no longer upset about her seeing me without any clothes on
and her placing these teen diapers on us. She told us that the “Good-nites” were
meant for teens who wet the bed at night but could also be used during the day,
and that they were good diapers for us boys to use also. After she had changed
us she had us go the rest of the day with just our pull-up diapers on with our
t-shirts.



Since they had a very large fence around the complete back yard we were able to
go in the back yard and play as well as in the house with just what we had on.
We played some basketball and I can just imagine what it would have looked like
to see two teen boys in diapers playing basketball. After about an hour of this
we got tired sit down under a tree to cool off. Becoming lazy about using the
bathroom was easy to do. We both got into wetting ourselves without much effort.




Sally would check on us every once in awhile and we had not wet ourselves very
much she would let us continue. If we had let out a lot of pee she would take us
in and change us and then leave us alone again. She had taken off her short
dress and had put on some short shorts. Whenever she would bend over you could
see her diaper and if it was wet or dry. Larry and I had fun that Saturday and
soon it was just about over.



From noon till about 9 that night we had to be changed four times. As we sit in
the living room watching some TV Sally asked if we would like to go to the Zoo
in the morning. We both said yes and then she said that we would have to wear
our pull-up diapers and that she would take along several extras in case we
needed changing. She also said she had some special clothes for us to wear and
that we would see them in the morning. She then took us upstairs to Larry’s
bedroom, changed us, fixed our beds and made sure we were tucked in when she
turned out the lights for the night.



When I woke up the next morning I checked my sheets to see if I had wet the bed
that night. The sheets were dry and I was somewhat disappointed but then I
remember that I was wearing a diaper and I checked it and found that it was wet.
I had wet myself during the night and without the help of Larry placing my hand
in a bowl of warm water at that. Larry was not as lucky. He had stayed dry all
night so when he got up he wet his diaper so he wouldn’t be the only one with a
dry diaper on.



Sally came into the room and checked both of us and noticed we needed changing.
“As soon as I change myself, I will be right back and take care of the two of
you.” She was wearing a short nightgown and I could tell that her diaper was
wet, even though she never bent over. That was short, it really was. In just a
short amount of time she came back to Larry’s room. She was already dressed and
was wearing short pants, though not as short as the ones she had on last night.



If one was looking for it they could tell that she had a diaper on underneath,
other wise no one would have noticed. She got Larry and me dress in a fresh dry
pull-up diaper and then started putting some new clothes on us. She had gotten
us some short pants and I do mean short. They fix Larry and me all right but if
we had to bend over everyone would notice what we had on underneath. Being a
small twelve, soon to be thirteen, I could get by with people thinking I was
much younger.



Larry, being just a little bit bigger would have a harder time but neither of us
complained one bit. We were soon out of the house and on the way to the Zoo. We
stayed at the Zoo for about two hours and had lots of fun while there. During
this time I know I had wet myself once and by the time we were leaving needed to
do so again. This time I let out more than my diaper could hold back so it began
to flow down my leg. The inside bottom of my short pants were now wet and I was
need of a change very badly.



Sally saw what was happening but since we were leaving asked if I could wait
till we go home to be changed. I told her I guess so and then we headed back to
their house. While in the car Larry wet himself again and it came out just like
mine, so we were both sitting in the back seat and our short pants were now wet
also. This happened because neither of us was changed once we left the house.



We felt bad about this happening until we got to the house and noticed that
Sally had a wet spot between her legs also. Once inside the house we all looked
at each other and laughed a little. Then Sally took us up stairs and changed us
and put us into some dry diapers, and while she was doing this she must have wet
herself more because her short pants got wetter and wetter and after taking care
of us, she had to wipe up the pee that fell from between her legs to the floor.
She then left and took care of herself. The rest of the day Larry and I walked
and played around the house in just our diapers.



Sally had put on her very short pants again while at the house and stayed in the
living room most of the time. She would check on us and see if we need changing
from time to time and then go about what ever she wanted to do. By the end of
the day she had changed us four more times. But my joy was about to come to an
end. My parents had called and they wanted me home just as soon as possible.
Larry only lived about six blocks from my house so I got all my things and put
on my regular clothes and headed back home telling Larry and Sally good-bye.



The next morning I woke up in my own bed and found and that I had wet myself
during the night. My parents were not upset, but were a little concern, after
all, I would be turning thirteen by Wednesday. During the weekend I got very
lazy about using the bathroom and it was a habit that I liked. In fact I had
gotten so lazy about using it that twice on Monday I had wet myself. The first
time I forgot that I didn’t have a diaper on until it had already happen and the
second time I just didn’t care. My parents didn’t find out about the first two
times until the third time it happened, and I was in the living room talking
with them at the time. This they were mad about, and I got a whipping right
away. While gathering all my clothes up they found the ones I had wet earlier in
the day. They didn’t say anything but I could tell they were mad.



Things didn’t get any better the next morning. Once again I woke up to a wet
bed. On Tuesday I wet my clothes once between breakfast and lunch and twice
before supper. Each time I got a whipping but even though it hurt I continued to
wet my clothes. Wednesday was my birthday and on my thirteenth birthday I woke
to a wet bed. Three nights in a row in my own bed and had wet myself while
sleeping. My parents were getting upset but I was not. Maybe that is why they
got so upset. Shortly after breakfast I had wet myself again but this morning
mom wanted to go shopping and was taking me with her. I didn’t get a whipping
this time but I had to change and put on a pair of light brown short pants and
go to the stores with mom.



I don’t know but maybe they figured I wouldn’t wet my pants if I was not at
home. We left the house and went to several stores in town. We had been gone
almost two hours when while we were in one store I wet my light brown short
pants. These pants showed clearly what had happened. When mom saw what had
happened I thought she was fit to be tied. She had several other places to go
and I would have to go with her just like I was in my wet pants.



Before she was finished shopping I had wet myself a second time and again before
I got changed once we got home. After getting back to the house I heard her call
our family doctor and made an appointment for her to see me the next day. Even
though I wet my pants three more times during the day, I didn’t get a whipping.
The next morning I once again woke to a wet bed. I got dress and we went to see
the doctor the first thing in the morning. Once in the room with the doctor she
talked and asked how I was feeling and how I liked my summer vacation.



All the while she was checking me out. She had me in just my underwear checking
me when she pushed in around my private area and caused me to wet myself right
there in front of her. After checking me some more she left and had a nurse come
in and change me into something dryer. They put my wet underwear into a plastic
bag and then put a diaper on me, much like the one Sally wore, but these were
more my size.



Once we left the doctor’s office my mother drove to a special store that carried
all kinds of diapers. She went inside and soon came out with several bags. She
had me stay in the car this time, but I never could figure out why.



Once we got back home she went to my room and put a plastic sheet over my
mattress and several bed pads were placed on the end of my bed for nighttime
use. She then opened up the other bags and pulled out cloth diaper and plastic
pants for me to wear. The only problem was that the cloth diapers were too small
for me to wear like regular diapers.



Instead of pinning them to me, she flowed one three ways long-wise and had me
place it between my legs and then pull my regular underwear over it. Once it was
in place she then had me put on a pair of plastic pants that fix just right on
me. She did it the first time for me but showed me how to do it so that I could
take care of myself from then on. She put a pail in my room for me to place all
my wet things in and she would wash them when it got full.



Several times during the day she would check me to see if I needed changing and
I did she would send me to my room and then check me when I came out to make
sure I had taken off my wet clothes and put on dry ones. That evening I heard
mom tell dad what the doctor had told her. What I heard was that I had a very
weak bladder for some reason and that it could either get better or worse, there
was no way of telling.



From that day forward, I continued to wet myself every day. Two weeks later I
was spending another weekend with Larry and he was surprised that I had been
wetting myself all the time. He had wet his wet only once by accident but
several times while he was awake and would only wet his pants when it was just
him and his sister around. Sally had stopped wear her diapers on weekends when
it was just Larry and her there and would wet her clothes along with him.



This weekend I was in for another surprise. Sally had found two girls our ages
that liked being in diapers also and had invited them over on Saturday. But that
is another story, and maybe one day I will tell what happened when they came
over. But now I need to go and change as my diaper is wet and I need to get a
nice clean dry one.