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Ellen was like millions of other mothers in the world. She lived alone with her son. This means that she had to work, provide a home, have food on the table as well as the many chores a mother has. She did not have a husband, so she had to do this alone. It was hard being a mother without a father. Her son, William was 11 years old, and had many of the traits he should have had as a boy that was soon a teenager. He was already a very independent boy, with his own views and sometimes this could be a bit annoying for his mother. He didnt need her that much anymore. He had his friends and school. In fact every day that passed, it seemed like he drifted further and further away from his mother. Ellen missed the days when he was younger. The days when he would come running to her if he hurt himself or simply needed a hug. She missed when she helped cut his meat and gave him baths. She missed the days when he had tantrums, and not an attitude problem. As time went by, Ellen was feeling more like Williams servant and less that of his mother. She was afraid what he would be like when he was a teenager. Ellen was afraid of being lonely.

It didnt help that William was getting in trouble at school. His schoolwork was suffering, as he could not find the benefits of doing his homework. He was in a few fights at school, which made him a regular guest in the head masters office. It was so bad at one stage that Ellen was afraid when the telephone rang. It could be a fight with some boy, or it could be back-talking to a teacher or it could be his falling grades. Yes, Ellen was at her wits end. She didnt know how to raise a teenager. She wanted to help her son, but he had an attitude that she could not cope with.

Yes, she missed the old days. She thought that her job as a nurse would suffice, but her son meant the world to her. Things could not have got worse that when one day William came home on his final day of school. William was excited about the summer holidays. No school and he could do what he wanted. That evening, he ate his dinner quickly. Ellen was disappointed that he did not even say thank you for dinner. He just rushed from the table and turned on MTV. Ellen pleaded with him if he could put his dirty dishes in the dishwasher. William looked at his mother in a disgusted way, and said, The only thing your good for is telling me what to do. I hate you. Ellen stared at him as he stormed off. She felt like she finally lost him now. It was the first time that he said that he hated her, and it cut like a knife in her heart. Ellen hid in her bedroom, and cried her heart out. She hoped that William would come in and apologize and give her a hug. This did not happen. Never in her life has she been so sad and lost. There seemed like there was no hope.

Ellen rang to her mother, and cried while telling her the latest episode of her family life. Williamss grandmother was appalled.

I feel like I lost my son.

That is part of growing up.

I know. But he has no love or respect for me. He does not need me anymore

Grandmother went silent on the telephone. This worried Ellen, who started to think that everything was her fault. Maybe she was a bad mother. Grandmother broke the silence and said that she would visit Ellen the next day. She had to do some research. Grandmother promised that she would find a solution. This cheered Ellen up. Maybe there was light at the end of the tunnel.

The next day, Grandmother came to visit Ellen. William did not even notice that she came in. He was listening to music and looking at some magazines. Ellen was embarrassed that her son did not even greet his grandmother. This did not bother his grandmother that told Ellen that they have to speak in private.

I have found an answer, Grandmother started, You have to listen to what I say carefully. I have been looking at the Internet all last night and have found a solution to your problem. You will have to think about if its something that you want to do. If you decide to do it, then you have to be determined to carry it out. I will help you along the way

This sounds serious, what do I have to do?

It is serious. The goal is to make William well behaved and depend on you a lot more.

Yes, I want my son back. He doesnt need me anymore

Then you have to do something, and I found the answer, even though it sounds strange. There is something called age regression. In other words we will make William think and act like he is younger. He will mentally be the age of a boy that is 4, and this means that he will depend a lot more on you.

How do we do that?

Using medicines and subliminal messages, we will make him first wet the bed. The hard part is that he has to be so embarrassed about it, that the only way he can see out of it is to wear diapers. Once we have him in diapers, then we can begin the road to making him a toddler again.

That is a bit extreme.

The way he is going astray is a bit extreme, so this might be the only answer.

Tell me more about it

Ok. He is a very short boy. Only 4½ feet (137cm), so this is a good thing. He will get medicine that stalls his growth. It will also reduce his muscle mass, making him a weak little boy. There are also sedatives, so he gets tired easy and sleeps very easily. As I said, once that he is in diapers, we will put him on the road to being a toddler. In time he will forget what it is like being a big boy, and find more comfort and security in being a toddler. He will welcome it and need his mom a lot more

You obviously do not know him. He will hate being a baby. He will fight me at every turn. He is a very independent boy

It takes time and brainwashing. It takes manipulation and discipline. It takes a strong hand and persuasion. The fact is that he will accept it, and see no way out of it. Age regression means that he will act and think as a toddler. Dont worry. I will tell you what to do and when to do it. William can visit me once in a while, so we can continue training him

It all seems a bit cruel. If Social Welfare finds out, he will be taken away from me.

Thats why its good that you live outside town. When the time comes, he can go to a special school with children like him. I think you should think about this darling, and make sure that you know what you are doing and you can stick to the plan. If you decide that he should do it, then put this medicine in his food. There is also this little machine. Put it under his bed when he is asleep.

What does the medicine do, and what is that machine for?

As I said, the medicine will stop his growth and reduce his muscle mass. It will also make his bladder smaller and weaker. I have put the different medicines as a powder, so it just has to be added to his food. Then put the machine under his bed. It simply has subliminal messages that he can hear when he is asleep. They say that maybe he should wear a diaper at night, and there are sounds of a baby sucking a pacifier. But before you do all this, make sure that it is what you want to do

Grandmother left and William did not even say goodbye to her. Ellen knelt in front of her picture of Jesus and prayed for guidance. Age Regression seemed so drastic, yet it could bring her son back to her. On the other hand, it would mean that she would be very selfish. Shouldnt it be a mothers wish to let her son grow up and be an independent person, and not a mothers boy? If only God could give Ellen a sign. If only she could think straight!

A few days went, and Ellen nearly dismissed her mothers plan. However she noticed that her sons arrogance and disrespect was not changing. One night before eating, Ellen asked if they should not have a conversation, as she put it; speak with each other about different things like any normal Mum and son. William huffed, Do you remember when I said I hate you, and well I do! You moan and groan all the time and your no fun

Ellen excused herself and went to the kitchen. She found the powder medicine that her mother gave to her. She made up her mind. She put the medicine in Williamss meat sauce, and stirred around. No more was she going to take his verbal abuse anymore. The dinner was silent as usual. The only comment that William had was that the food tasted a bit funny. Ellen just remained quiet and thought if he only knew. For a few minutes she felt like a bad mother, but after his grunting and complaining about her food, she thought that he was a bad son, and this would change!

That evening, William was watching TV. It was about 9, and he knew that a good film was coming. If he was lucky, his mother would go to bed, so he could see the film in peace. He was not that lucky. His mother just sat in her chair and was reading some magazine. Every time that she turned a page, he could hear it. It was annoying, especially as the movie just started. He was waiting for this movie all day! There was something wrong though. The movie was only 5 minutes old, and he could feel his eye lids getting heavier. William could not understand that he suddenly felt tired. He usually could stay awake until midnight. Yet it was 9:08, and he was fighting to keep his eyelids open. William slapped himself in the face and tried to concentrate on the film. It helped when Mum came with a glass of warm milk. Little did William know that she put some more medicine in that? He did think that it tasted a bit funny. Just as William was finished with the milk, he couldnt take it anymore. His eyes were all too heavy. He decided to go to bed. Of course he did not say good night to his mother.

William fell asleep straight away. Ellen waited a few minutes and put the device under his bed. She turned it on. She couldnt hear anything, but Williams sub conscience could. It was a little voice telling him that maybe he should wear a diaper, and that he was not really 11 years old. This didnt affect Williams sleep. He was sound asleep until the next morning.

William was shocked the next morning. His bed was wet. He didnt wet the bed in years. He was also confused why he wet his bed. He said to himself that 11 year olds do not wet their bed. For a few minutes, William was in doubt to what age he actually was. He thought he couldnt be 11 years old, but after a few minutes he remembered he was. This was weird, wetting his bed and forgetting how old he was. William quickly gathered the wet bed clothes and pj, and put them in the hamper. He did not tell his mother, as it was too embarrassing.

William decided to stay home that day. He was not feeling well. His muscles and bones were feeling a bit funny and they hurt somewhat. Maybe he was getting sick. Maybe thats why he wet the bed. Little did William know that it was the medicine doing its work. It was getting hard for him to remember his real age, because of the subliminal messages. Ellen found the wet bed sheets, but said nothing. She had a notion why William was staying home, and just watching music videos on the sofa while sending text messages to his friends. Ellen told him that she hoped that he felt better, and this was ignored by William. Ellen shrugged her shoulders. Patience is a virtue.

That evening, Ellen put the dosage in Williamss food. Once again he said nothing at the dinner table, and just complained that the food tasted a bit weird. Ellen just told him to eat up. William did and went back to watch TV. A few hours later, he was tired again. William was sure that he was sick. He ordered his mother to get him a drink. Ellen warmed some milk and put some medicine in. William drank the milk without saying thank you. It didnt matter to Ellen. She could see his body go limp, and he was fighting to stay awake. Finally William struggled to make his way to bed. He managed to put his pj on and fall on the bed. He didnt hear Ellen that came in short afterwards to turn on the device under his bed.

The next morning, William woke up. He smiled. His muscles felt better. Little did William know that they drugs were in place and working to keep him from growing. Williamss happiness was short lived. He discovered that he wet the bed. Quickly William gathered his bed sheets and put them in the laundry. He decided not to go out today. Deep inside of him, he was afraid going out alone. He thought that he was not old enough to be alone outside. Again William was confused. He remembered that he played outside with his friends before. Why was he suddenly afraid now? He glowed at MTV, while thinking how old he actually was. The songs on MTV did not appeal to him. He turned the channel and watched the Simpsons. Then he smiled, he remembered that he was 11.

Williams mind went back to the bedwetting. He was worried if this continued. What would happen to him? Maybe he will be put in a diaper, like a little baby. William thought that a diaper could be the best solution. A voice in his head said that he heard this before. But where did he hear it? Of course, William did not know about the device under the bed that whispered to his sub conscience that he was not really 11, and that bed wetters should wear a diaper. The only thing that William thought now, was that he should wear a diaper. He quickly dismissed the thought, as only babies wore diapers. What would his friends say? They would tease him if they knew that he wore diapers.

Ellen noticed that he stayed in the house, and was watching the Simpsons and not some dance videos on MTV. She smiled and thought that it was a few years ago since he watched the Simpsons. William has not yet showed any respect or wanted to talk with her. Ellen wondered when he would cave in. When will he need her? She decided that she had to continue with her plan. She was not a bad mother. Ellen kept saying this as she put more medicine in the food. She was delighted when he did not complain that the food tasted strange. In fact he said thank you when he was finished. When was the last time that she heard this? Ellen was smiling when William asked politely for a drink a few hours later. Once again, he could not stay awake, so he went to bed. Unknown to Ellen, William said a quick prayer that he would not wet the bed. He did not hear Ellen come in and turn on the machine with the same subliminal messages he heard the nights before.

The next morning William woke up. He could feel that his bed was wet. Tears started to flow and he started to cry. When was the last time that he cried? Only sissies do that? Only babies do that? But only babies wet the bed. William thought that the only sensible answer was to wear diapers. He tried to fight this thought, but it was louder than the day before. Maybe he should wear a diaper, he was not that old.

William sat down at breakfast. His Mum was in her usually cheery mood and she did not notice that he sneaked out with his wet bed sheets. Did she not notice all his wet bed sheets? Then he thought that he was glad that he had a mother.

Mum, he said, err how old am I?

Youre not that old

I just cant remember my age sometimes

Dont worry; little boys do not remember their age all the time. By the way, your grandmother is coming today.

Cool!

Ellen was a bit shocked that he was happy his grandmother was coming. It made her happy that her son was interested in his family again. She pondered over the question if she was a bad mother. She doubted it, thinking that William was polite today and was not his usual grumpy son. Ellen was slowly getting her son back.

Grandmother came and William sat next to her all the time. Grandmother noticed that he was a different boy that didnt even didnt even bother to say hello to her when she visited the last time. Granny could see that William was a little uneasy. She guessed why. His brain must have been in turmoil about wetting and forgetting how old he was. Granny felt sorry for him. William probably didnt even notice that he stopped growing. His friends were most likely experiencing growth spurts, while William would remain the size of a nine year old. Grannies thoughts were interrupted when William asked if he can see cartoons. 

William hit his head a few times. Why did he want to see cartoons? They were for little boys. William needed to speak with someone. He asked his granny if he could speak with her in his room. They both went in and sat on the bed. He remembered when he was younger that Granny always helped him with problems. He hoped that she would help him with the problems he had in the last week. 

 Granny, I think Im sick

Why dear?

B-b-because I wet the bed

I noticed that the mattress is wet.

I cant help it. When I wake up, then its just wet. I feel like a little baby

I dont think you are sweetie, little boys wet themselves

Is that right granny? I cant wait until Im 10.

This statement surprised Granny. The subliminal messages were having their effect. He already forgot that he was 11. Amazing how the brain works, that William has now convinced himself that he was younger. Granny asked if William has spoken to his mother about it.

Not yet, He replied, I think she most know it. I mean she should notice the wet bed sheets. I thought she would tell me that I need diapers.

Do you think that you should wear diapers?

I think I should wear diapers to keep dry and things. I mean boys that wet the bed should wear diapers.

You are right dear. In fact, I think that little boys should wear diapers.

You think its not just for babies?

Yes, boys are slow to grow and act like their age. Boys are really big babies, and that is cute.

Oh, I never thought about that

I think I should tell your mummy. I will let you sit here and think about it

William sat there. It was nice to tell someone else his problem, and granny thought that it was OK to wear diapers. It seemed like the only sensible thing to do. Yet a part of him was fighting the thought. A part of him was thinking that diapers were embarrassing. After all he would never tell his friends. Still granny said that boys should wear diapers. This means that many boys probably do wear diapers.

In the meantime, Ellen called her son for dinner. She noticed that he was very silent. Maybe he had a lot to think about after his talk with granny. William thought that there was a bitter taste in the food. But he was getting used to it now. After dinner he gave his mum a hug and put his dishes in the washing machine. A few hours later, he felt like he was getting tired. This really didnt bother him, as Granny was gone home and there were no cartoons on TV. He asked his mum for his goodnight drink. He drank the warm milk slowly and gave his mum a good night hug and went to bed. He didnt notice when his Mum came and turned on the subliminal device under his bed.

The next morning, William could feel that everything was wet. He wet the bed again. Without thinking, he started crying very loud. He started calling for his Mum. He needed her right now. He needed help. Mum came and noticed the bed. She acted surprised and asked what the problem was.

Mummy, I wet the bed.

Dont worry about that baby

But, I wet the bed the last few days mummy. I just wake up and the bed is wet.

I know, I noticed. Dont worry, lots of boys wet their beds. Some little boys wet all the time. Ill tell you what we can do; we can put a rubber sheet on your bed, so the mattress doesnt get ruined.

William put his thumb in his mouth and started sucking it. He wanted to stop crying and he was happy that his mother did not get mad at him. He thought that she said the same as granny, that boys wet themselves. This sounded right, especially when the adults said it was right.

William didnt even think of going out today, and he wondered why his friends were sending him text messages asking where he was. He wondered if they were not afraid of being at the park without their mum. William didnt bother texting them back, he felt more comfortable sitting down seeing cartoons on TV. Bugs Bunny was so funny!  Once in a while he would take his thumb out of his mouth and get mad at himself. Why was he sucking his thumb? He was no baby! But without thinking, he would slowly put the thumb back in his mouth.

He didnt even notice the time flying. Before he knew it, he was eating dinner with Mum. William didnt know that his food had the special medicine in it. He just ate it. Afterwards, he gave his mother a hug and thanked her for the food. Like the previous nights, he felt tired a few hours later. He politely asked for his night milk and after he drank that, he stumbled to bed. Tonight was different. The bed felt like it was slippery with the rubber sheet under the bed sheet. Maybe he would not wet the bed tonight. Somehow, he doubted it as little boys did wet!

Needless to say, the next morning he woke up with his thumb in his mouth. He felt wet and knew that he wet the bed again. Now he was tired of waking up in a lake off pee. He rushed down to his mother who was making breakfast. William started crying and told his mother that he wet the bed again. Ellen tried consoling him by giving him a hug.

Mum, your right. Little boys wet their beds. Mum, I- I think I should use a diaper in bed. I mean it will keep me dry. I just think that I need a diaper. But I dont want anyone to know

Thats OK, darling. I tell you what, why dont we go down to the mall today and buy you some diapers.

William felt embarrassed and like a baby when he admitted that he needed a diaper. He felt a bit humiliated, however he could not think of another solution. A few hours later he found himself in the mall. He was holding his mothers hand as they made their way to a special shop. It was a shop that catered for babies and even adults that wanted to be babies. The shop was full of baby things, and William noticed that he was the oldest boy here. He could see babies and young toddlers with their Mums, but none of his mates. In a way, he was relieved as he did not want anyone to know he was there. William and Ellen went through the shop, looking at different baby things. Ellen wanted to see her sons reaction looking at pacifiers, bibs, bottles and other things. Funny enough, William did not look bored. He just followed his mother, while at the same time looking once in a while to see if he recognized someone.

Ellen put some pacifiers and bottles and bibs in the basket. This upset William as he protested to his mum that they better not be for him, because he is too old for that baby stuff. A glimpse of the rude and arrogant 11 year old she had a few weeks ago come back. Ellen had to remember not to rush things. She assured him that it was not for him. William scowled at his mother. But at last they came to the aisle where there were diapers. William wanted to get this over with, just in case someone he knew came and saw him looking at diapers. His mother was a bit slower though. She was looking at different sizes, and how much they could absorb, as well as the price. William just took a bag with pull-ups. However, his mother took them and put them back, explaining that pull-ups were too expensive. It had to be disposable diapers with tapes. When she looked at Williams disappointed face, she assured him that it would be no problem. She would help him put the diaper on. After all, Mummies help little boys put on diapers. William could feel his face going white. Was she going to change him like a baby? It was a long time since his mother seen him without underwear on. Now his face was going red with embarrassment and humiliation with the thought. William was about to scream at his mother, however he thought maybe mums do help little boys. Once again he forgot how old he was, but he was sure that he would be a big boy soon.

Mum picked a bag of diapers that looked very thick. They had cartoon pictures on them. They went to the cashier. While waiting in the line, William noticed some teddy bears. There was one teddy bear that was so cute. He was brown and had a shiny black nose. He had a red ribbon around his neck. Ellen saw her son admiring the teddy bear, and put it in their basket. She reminded him that he was behaved at the shop, so he should get a present. The cashier looked at William when she was scanning the different things. This was nothing new to her. She saw lots of older boys and girls buying baby diapers. It really didnt bother her, it was just a job. However, William looked down when she was scanning the things. He did not want her to know that he wet the bed. He put his thumb and looked down. He didnt know this, but this made the Cashier smile. She thought he was a cute baby of around 9 years old. She didnt know that he was small for his age.

On the way home, William was in a good mood. He was chatting to his mother about what he would do when he was older. He would play football with other boys, and he would be able to go to the park alone. While he was talking and talking, he reached in the bag in the back seat and took out the teddy. He gave it a hug and announced that he will call him Blinky. Ellen smiled. He was acting the same as he did 3 years ago, when he was 8. She thought that he looked so cute with the teddy. Maybe she was a bad mother. Maybe she was screwing with his mind. Maybe she was regressing him. But she had her little polite and loving boy back

It was time for dinner. It was Spaghetti and sauce. Ellen put the medicine in Williamss portion, thinking that he has no idea that he is becoming weaker every day, losing more and more coordination, and getting a smaller and weaker bladder. William smiled when the food was in front of him. He couldnt tell why, but he was beginning to enjoy eating dinner with his mother. It seemed like a distant memory when he hated just being around her. However, he could not understand how he couldnt control the fork. He decided to hold it like he did many years ago. Even at this, it was not that stable in his hands. Some of the sauce fell on his clothes. His mother rushed to clean them with a cloth, so it didnt stain. Then she started putting a bib on William. It had a butterfly on it. William didnt care what was on it. He started pulling at it, saying that she promised it was not for him

Wear it darling, I dont want to be washing clothes all the time.

No Mummy, I am not a baby. I dont want this. What will my friends say?

Honey, you are not big enough yet. You have to wear a bib

I am a big boy. I am... I am nearly that age... I know what age I am, I just cant think of it.

William frowned as he knew that he lost the fight. Little boys still needed bibs. As he thought about the strange taste in the food, he thought that one day he would be a big boy. Within a few minutes, he totally forgot that he was wearing a bib, and was talkative once again. After dinner, his mother told him to come in her room. She said that it was time to get his diaper on. William wanted to fight her on this, but remembered it was him that said he needed a diaper. He was on the bed with and looked at the ceiling. He started crying a bit as he surrendered his body to the humiliation of being changed. While his mother took off his clothes, he wondered why he cried so easily. His mother just sang a song, like a lullaby song. William was soon naked. His brain was now in turmoil. This was so humiliating, but he had to get used to it, as his mother would put on a diaper every night. Before he knew it, his legs were raised and Mum put the diaper beneath his bum. She smiled, thinking that she did not forget how to change a diaper. William looked so cute with the diaper, that his mum said that he could watch TV just with the diaper on.

William didnt mind. The embarrassing part was over, or at least he thought. It took some adjusting to walking, as he had to spread his legs a bit. He could hear the diaper make a crinkly noise every time he walked, no matter how silent he tried to walk. The embarrassment continued when he lied on the sheep rug in front of the TV. He liked the long fur of the rug against his chest, but it felt like he was wearing 10 pairs of underwear. Not only that, but if he rubbed his diaper, it felt like soft plastic, but on the inside it was so soft and even comfortable. William was on his stomach, so he looked back over his body. He could see the diaper on his bum. Boy, he thought, it sure is thick. He thought that it looked like a hill. Suddenly, he remembered that he was actually 11. He knew that he was short for his age, but how did he ever agree to wear a diaper? William was about to stand up and rip it off when he remembered every morning when the sheets were wet. Then he was in doubt how old he was. William looked at the cartoons and put a thumb in his mouth. He thought he was 11, but something was telling him that he was younger. He knew that he was a bed wetter.

William drank his warm milk. As usual, his eyes couldnt stay open. William hugged his mother and said goodnight. He went to bed, said goodnight to his new teddy and put the thumb in his mouth while he said his prayers. He quickly fell asleep, not seeing his mother as she turned on the subliminal device under his bed.

The next morning, William woke up. He gave his teddy a hug and felt the sheets below him. He smiled as he felt that his bed sheets were dry. Then William remembered that he had a diaper on.  On inspection, he could see that it was wet. He wanted to scream and he kept saying to himself that he was a bed wetter that needed diapers! He tried to think of something positive. The only thing he can think about is that some small boys like him have to wear diapers all the time. Other than that, it was nice that his pj and bed wasnt wet. The diapers did their job.

William quickly took off his diaper and put his normal clothes after he took a shower. He ran down to his mum that had breakfast ready for him. He gave Ellen a hug, which surprised her. It also surprised her that he didnt struggle when she put a bib on him like she did the night before. William was very talkative during breakfast, and he even talked with his new teddy, that he placed on the table. Mum told him that Granny would be visiting today.

And to everyones surprise, Granny got a hug and a long conversation about Williams new adopted teddy, and he even admitted that he wore diapers the night before and that he woke up with dry pj and bed sheets. Granny gave him a hug, and said that small boys still wore diapers and should be treated like babies. This confused William. Why should small boys be treated like a baby? Why not little girls? At least he did not wear diapers all day and been treated like a baby. William was once again confused about his age, and smiled when he thought that he would be a big boy when he turned 11.

Granny and Ellen wanted to talk, so they left William watching Sesame Street and went in Ellens bedroom to talk about things.

So how is it going? Granny asked.

Well he wore diapers last night. It took him a long time to admit that he needed them, but he decided that he needs them and asked. He also has a new teddy, that he hugs all the time and holds. I made him wear a bib last night, and he was mad and fought me because of it, but this morning he just let me put it on

So he thinks he is a little boy?

Yes. He thinks he needs diapers at night. Now he thinks he needs a bib and he would be lonely without his teddy. He doesnt remember his age, but he is certain that he is not 11. He thinks he is much younger than he really is. He does not go out alone anymore and does not contact his old friends.

Well the subliminal messages have made him forget that he is younger and needs diapers. The new ones I am giving you will make him feel afraid of certain things.

What certain things?

Like when William sleeps in a bed, he will think that he will fall out. When he is sitting on a chair, he will think that he will fall out. The same as in a car, he will be somewhat insecure and feel that he is very low. This is where you come in. You will comfort him and make him more secure.

You mean treat him like a baby

Yes, you already have bought some things. The things you need can be bought at that special store

What about medicine?

The medicine he is getting has stopped his growth, and is making his bladder weaker. It is also making his muscles weaker, so he is a weak little thing. He is also losing his long term memory. This will continue. He will also lose his motoric skills...

He is not a tall boy. He is just as big as an 8 or nine year old. He hasnt started puberty yet.

Thats great for our plan. He is already becoming more polite and behaved. He is already thinking about others, and he is showing that he loves you,

I know. I do feel like a bad mother though. Drugging and using subliminal messages on my child, and treating him like a baby. Will he always be a baby and what do I do when Summer Holidays are over? How will he go to school?

You are not a bad mother. You are just using extreme methods that are working. He will not always be a baby. At some stage we can stop the medicine and subliminal messages. He will slowly regain control of his bladder and mature. I thought about school. There is a special school in the countryside that has boys like William will be. They treat boys like babies, and then they help them mature, but with a proper child care and raising them to proper behaved gentlemen. Of course you will also have to raise him, and teach him how to treat others, and be a gentleman.

William came in the room in a rush, holding his teddy tight. He was crying again. He told his mum and granny that he wet his pants. This made Granny smile. Mummy quickly gave William a hug and said that little boys wet themselves. This confused William. He could never remember wetting himself. He was once again on the bed while his mum gave him new briefs on and trousers. William was thinking that if he wore a diaper like other little boys, that he would not have wet clothes. It would be less embarrassing. Then he said to himself that he did not wear diapers. Well, only at night time.

Granny soon went home. The rest of the day was spent watching cartoons on TV. He found some of his old Disney films and was watching The Lions King. He forgot how good the film was. It was sad, especially when Simbas father died.

That night, his mother made steak and mashed potatoes. It was Williamss favourite meal. He sat patiently when his Mum put a bib on. He thought about it when she was tying it. Did he always wear bibs? It didnt bother him. Most likely other little boys like him wore bibs as well. In fact Granny said that little boys like him also wore diapers during the day time. They probably slept in cribs as well. He didnt notice the medicine that mum put in the food. He was more worried that he couldnt cut the steak. No matter how he had the knife and fork, he couldnt cut the food. He looked at his mum in despair. She explained that little boys did not use knives, they used their baby spoon. She gave William a baby spoon and cut his meat into little pieces. William was about to shout at his mother. When was the last time that he used a baby spoon? Why was she treating him like he was only two years? At the same time, Granny said that little boys should be treated like babies. She should know because she was wise. Besides, Mum must be right. After all he couldnt cut the meat.

Later that evening, Mum came with his glass of milk. As soon as he held it, it felt heavy. After a few minutes, he spilled the glass over him. His Mum just gave him a kiss on the forehead and said it was time to get ready for bed. While William was getting his diaper on, he didnt think about his mum looking at his privates. He was just thinking about how he spilt the milk, was it because he was more interested in TV, or was it because the glass was too heavy? Was it heavy last night? His thoughts were wondering as he hugged his teddy to comfort him. Mum finished putting his diaper on, and pj. He snuggled in bed and soon fell asleep. Not knowing that new subliminal messages were being played, such as he could fall out of bed, he can fall off a chair; why was he so low in the car, and did the seatbelts work? Of course there were messages that little boys were still babies and needed diapers all the time.

The next morning, William woke up. He could feel that his diaper was wet, but at least the bed was wet. Suddenly William felt unsafe on the bed. It was a long way down to the floor, what if he fell down? He moved in towards the wall and looked confused and started crying. Why did he suddenly feel afraid of being in a bed? He has been sleeping in a bed for ages. Mum heard him crying and gave him his teddy, so it would calm him down. Then she put a pacifier in Williamss mouth. He felt like spitting it out, he was no baby! Only babies sucked pacifiers. But William felt his heart leaping, because he was afraid and insecure, and believe it or not, the Pacifier helped him to calm down. He decided not to spit it out, but suck on it, to sooth him down. He figured that he was not a big boy anyhow.

Ellen noticed that he did not put up a fight when she gave him a bib on at breakfast, as well as his baby spoon and plate. William really didnt think about it. He was eating mashed bananas, so it was good that he was wearing a bib. However his heart was still afraid, he felt like the chair was very high, and he could slide off and hurt himself. He told his mum this, and she said its OK. Little boys were afraid of getting hurt. She would help and protect him. This made William feel much better.

Ellen told her son that they were going out shopping. She needed some things that would help him. William felt a bit worried. He really didnt want to leave the house. He didnt want to go in the big world. He felt very frightened. At the same time, he knew that his mother would protect him. The harder he thought about it, some memories appeared in his mind when he played with his friends outside. William could not understand these memories, how could they be true? He would not play outside without his mother. He was thinking that he was not old enough to be alone outside, when his Mum said that it was time to go. He noticed that she had a changing bag with her, but didnt really think about it. William was on the way to the car when he ran back to the house. He forgot his teddy. He wanted his teddy to be with him. He didnt know why, he just did.

As they were entering the car, Mum opened the back door. She showed William the special seat. It was a big toddler seat. William laughed and thought that she was a bit crazy and gone too far. He wanted to sit in the front, like he always did. Not to make such a fuss, William put his teddy in the car seat. He hoped that his mother would accept this. She did, and said that it was him that decided.

On the way to the shops, William was looking out the window at all the telephone poles. He could feel his heart beating again, and could not figure out why he was afraid this time. He moved around in the seat, and it suddenly felt very big. He felt like he was a little boy in an adult seat. Maybe he should have sat in the toddler chair in the back of the car. His thoughts were far away when his Mum asked him if he was OK. Without thinking, William asked his Mum if she had his pacifier. Ellen smiled and took a pacifier out of her pocket. William felt a bit embarrassed about asking for a pacifier, but he quickly took it and put it in his mouth. He felt much better now. What did he do without his pacifier before?

When they arrived at the malls car park, William stood out of the car. He suddenly felt a bit weird. He could feel that he was wet. He looked down and confirmed that he wet his trousers. He started sucking his pacifier a bit more, trying to hold the tears back. William walked up to his mum, and pointed down his trousers. His mother simply asked if he wet himself. William nodded. Ellen said that it was OK; she has bought the changing bag with her just in case. Mothers thought of everything, didnt they? William laid in the back of the car, while his mother removed the wet clothes. It was a relief to get the wet clothes off. William hated wet clothes, but he thought that a wet diaper did not bother him. He wondered why that was? Maybe it was because he was not a big boy yet. His mother raised his naked legs and put a diaper beneath him. William spat the pacifier out and protested that he only wore diapers at night. His mother asked him what would happen if he wet himself in the shops. William thought about this. This would be the most humiliating thing that could happen to him. People will know that he couldnt control his bladder and wet himself like a little baby. He put the pacifier back in his mouth and let his mother put the diaper on him. Just as she was taping the diaper, Jessica, one of his classmates walked by the car. She started laughing and asking her mother if it was really William that was getting a diaper on. William covered his face and hoped the ground would swallow him. It didnt make things better when his mother said that he only had shorts that were dry. When William stepped out of the car, he could see that the shorts were very tight. You could clearly see the outline of the diaper in them, as well as the top of the diaper showed above the shorts

 

 



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It seemed like William could hear his diaper make noises every time he time he took a step. He looked around to see if he could find other boys that wore diapers. He could not see any. This confused him, as he thought that small boys were just like big babies. As he was going through the mall, he saw Jenny. William blushed at the thought that she had seen his diaper being put on. She was giggling again as she noticed him. This made William blush even more. He could feel that he was not wet, but what was she giggling about. Then he remembered that he was sucking on a pacifier. He quickly took it out of his mouth and put it in his pocket. Jenny probably thought that he was a big baby. Deep down, William knew she was right. He was a big baby, after all boys needed to be treated like big babies. He didnt know why, but his mind kept telling him that.

They entered a shop in the far corner of the mall. It was full of baby things. Things like strollers, cribs, high chairs, and of course diapers. Some of the baby things were huge that they could be used by a grown up. As he walked around the shop, he could see his mother write some things on an order form. Ellen kept asking if he liked this and if he liked that. The strange thing is that she was asking if he liked the cribs, highchairs and playpens. William just nodded as he was asked these strange questions. He was surprised that some of the highchairs and cribs were big enough to fit him. But then again, his Granny and mother told him that he was not a big boy yet. He wondered why his mother was asking. He thought of how afraid he was when he was in his bed. The more he looked at the crib, the more he thought of how safe it was. He could not fall out because of the bars. The same with the highchair, he could not fall out of the seat.

As they were walking around the shop, William noticed another boy. He could see that he was about the same age. What William didnt know was that the boy was 8 years old, but he was the same size as William, as William was very short for his age. William could see that the boy was wearing diapers. The boy was also wearing little boy clothes, with a big teddy bear on his clothes. He could see the shape of the diaper through the boys shorts. It made his bum look very big. Then William looked down and noticed that his bum probably also looked big. He felt a bit happy that he seen another boy with diapers on. It must be right, little boys are just babies and treated as such. William put the pacifier back in his mouth and went around the shop with his mum. Now they were looking at clothes. William saw overall jeans with a teddy on it. He asked his mother if they could buy it. His mother agreed and said it would look cute on him. William lost track of the clothes that she was buying. He noticed that they were either baby clothes or cute clothes.

On the way out of the shop, William helped his mother put all the new clothes in the car. His mother was surprised at this. A few weeks before, he wouldnt help her with anything. She looked at him and noticed that he was happily sucking his pacifier. A thought went through her mind. He was 11, and he was sucking a pacifier and wearing a diaper. She was certainly a bad mother. Brainwashing her son to think that he was a baby! On the other hand she noticed that he was more polite and he was a son that she could be proud of. He would soon be out of diapers and baby things. This time she would train him right.

Ellen opened the back door of the car, and without saying a thing William sat in the childs seat. He told his mother that he was wet as she was tying him in the car seat. His mother said that was OK, they would change the diaper when they got home. William sucked his pacifier and held his teddy. He noticed Jenny standing there giggling again. She heard him say that he wet his diaper. Now he was sitting with a pacifier and a teddy bear. On top of that he was sitting in a toddler car seat. William wondered what Jenny was thinking. She would surely tell everyone at school that he was a big baby. William sucked on his pacifier a bit harder and thought that this was not the end of the world; the other boys in his class must be just like him.

As soon as he came home, William went to his room and took off his diaper. He put on the coolest jeans and t-shirt that he could find and his favourite pair of boxers. He looked in the mirror and could see that he no longer looked like a baby. He went to his window and looked out; of course Jenny was not there to see how cool and big he looked. His mother came in with a black plastic bag and started putting his old clothes in it. William was confused. He became wiser when he noticed that his mother was putting his new clothes where his old clothes were. Mum made a joke and told William to say goodbye to his big boy clothes. William could feel a tear coming to his face. He quickly found his pacifier and put it in his mouth. His Mother also put his toys in a cardboard box. It was his laptop, and play station and other toys that he used to play with. On top of that she put his cell phone in the box. William sucked his pacifier harder, and tried not to cry. He tried to be reasonable and tried to understand why his mother was doing this. It has been weeks since he used them. On the other hand, he thought that something was wrong. He just couldnt put his finger on it. Now he seen his mother put new toys out. They were stuffed animals, blocks and bricks, crayons and colouring books, plastic trucks and action men. William smiled a bit as he thought how fun it would be to play now.

In the afternoon, William helped his mother bake some cakes. Once again Ellen was surprised. He did not yell and verbally abuse her when she exchanged his clothes and toys. He was now helping her to bake. Despite her feeling like a bad mother, she knew that she was getting her son back. She noticed that his fine skills were a bit clumsier. In other words, he was not as good holding a spoon or things like that. She thought that it might get a small bit worse. Then Ellen could see a wet stain in Williamss jeans, and the stain was getting bigger and bigger. William has wet himself again and he didnt realize it. This made him cry, as he was confused why he wet himself again. William hated the feeling of being wet, and couldnt understand that he could not make it to the toilets once again.  Mum took him to his room and took off his clothes. William was still afraid of why he was wetting himself, but his mother told him not to worry. All small boys go through it. She asked if he wanted a diaper on, and William yelled no! He only wore diapers at nighttime. Somehow it seemed wrong that he should wear a diaper at daytime. Then she put the overall on William, the one with the teddy bear on the stomach.

It was soon time for dinner. William tried to adjust himself on the seat, but once again he felt a bit insecure. It was like the chair was slippery. He felt his heart thumping again as he tried to sit as secure as he could. He was happy when his mother put a bib on him. Then he knew that he wouldnt spill the food on his new clothes. Eating went fine, He didnt even notice that the food tasted funny. He was used to the taste by now. His mother continued to put medicine in that would make him weaker, the same size and screw with his bladder. The mealtime took a drastic turn when William couldnt hold the cup properly, and spilt milk down his overall. William couldnt control his tears, and cried so his lungs nearly hurt. He didnt know why he was crying, but he felt that he could no longer do things. Here he was sitting on a dangerous chair, with a bib and a baby overall, and eating with a baby spoon and baby plate. Ellen just gave him a hug and said that he could just take off the overall and eat in his undies; they could get him ready for bed afterwards. William sat there just in his underwear and bib and ate the rest of the food. He soon forgot about his baby ways and was talking with his Mum.

Just as William was about to leave the dinner table, he felt afraid. He felt like he was frozen to the chair. Ellen noticed that he was terrified and guessed that it was because he felt insecure on the chair. She knew that it was a result of screwing with his mind. No 11 year old is afraid to sit on a normal chair. On the other hand, it was cute that he needed her help. Ellen lifted him down from the chair, and noticed his wet briefs and a puddle on the floor. She could see that William just noticed, and his eyes were welling up. She kissed him on the forehead and said it was time to get his night diaper on anyhow. On the way up to his room, Ellen thought that his bladder was totally losing control, and he was quickly becoming a little toddler. She thought about the big change in him as he was lying on his bed and sucking a pacifier while he was getting a diaper on. She then took a footer one size pj and put it on him. It had a picture of a train in the front. Ellen thought that he looked so cute, with covered feet and a one piece pj, and a diaper bulge and a pacifier. Ellen also realized that William has stopped doing his hair in the fashion that was with 11 year olds. He just didnt bother with it anymore. This means he had some curls in his hair, which made him look younger. Ellen was also aware that his tantrums were getting rare; in fact he seemed to accept what was happening to him, and was convinced that he was a little boy.

As William was relaxing and watching Bugs Bunny on TV, his mother came with his milk. However she put it in a babys bottle. William looked puzzled at it, and wondered if it was really for him. He started wondering if he was a bit old to be having a little bottle, then he remembered that he spilt his milk at dinner. William slowly took the bottle and started sucking slowly from it. It was easier drinking from a bottle; he could lie back on the rug and just suck from the bottle. Like the pacifier, it also soothed him. He felt very loved and secured. This made him smile at his mother and say thank you. There was something strange from drinking from a bottle. It made him more tired. Within a few minutes, he was asleep on the rug, with the bottle hanging out of his mouth.

Ellen lifted him to bed, and tucked him in. She was surprised that he was not that heavy, but he was not the size of an eleven year old, most like an 8 year old, and the medicine he was getting would make sure that he did not grow. Ellen turned on the subliminal messages that would make him feel more like a toddler; yes she was screwing with his brain. But soon it will be over. Soon he will just be like a toddler.

William woke up in the middle of the night. One leg was hanging over the bed. He felt very afraid and moved as close to the wall as possible. He could not sleep, as he was afraid that he would fall out of the bed. William carefully stepped down from the bed and decided he would sleep on the floor. It was hard for him to fall asleep though, as he felt like he missed something. He searched for his pacifier, but couldnt find it. Then he found some where his laptop computer used to be. After he started sucking the pacifier, he quickly fell asleep.

The next morning, William woke up refreshed. His pacifier was still in his mouth and he thought that was OK. His Mum came in to find him already awake. She was surprised to see him sleeping on the floor. It was obvious time to start the next step in their plan. It was good that they were visiting Granny today. She was going to take care of William while Ellen fixed the house a bit, with new furniture that was coming. While she was taking his diaper off, she told William that Granny would babysit him today. William thought that this was great news, except his mood was destroyed when Mum put another diaper under his bum. William protested and said they were only for nighttime. His mother simply said that he should use a diaper as he would be driving in the car, and she doubted that his Granny wanted him to wet her furniture. William could see the logic in this. She took out some toddler clothes, a top with big bird from Sesame Street on it. The shorts were read and a bit baggy. No doubt, you could see the diaper bulge in them. His socks went to his knees and he wore sandals. It has been years since he wore sandals! Yet William did not cause a tantrum. He knew that his mother wanted him to look nice. William went over to the mirror and could see that he looked like a big toddler. It didnt help that his hair was now curly, making him look even smaller. William wondered what age he was.

Breakfast went as normal. William sat very carefully on the chair and let his mum put a bib on him. He ate his cornflakes with his baby spoon and didnt make that much of a mess. Then he said that he was thirsty. Mum put some orange juice in a bottle and said that he could drink it in the car on the way to Granny. She also showed him something smart. She could pin his pacifier to his top, so he would be able to find it. William thought that it was smart and ran and got the changing bag and his teddy and said that it was time to go and see Granny.

This time, he had no problems sitting in the car seat. He felt like he was secure and wouldnt fall down. On the way to Grannies, he drank some juice that his mum put in the baby bottle and sucked his pacifier, while giving his teddy a hug once in a while. William could not remember when he was so happy. What he didnt know, was that he no longer had the stress and the pressure of being part of a group, doing things his friends wanted and there was no peer pressure about fashion and things like that. He knew that he looked like a toddler. But he also knew that if he wet himself, nobody would notice, as the diaper was good to absorb it all. Unless there was a leak, but he didnt think so much about that. William thought that wearing diapers were better than wet clothes. Maybe he should listen to his mum and agree to wear then all the time until his bladder got better. William sucked on his pacifier as he thought about wearing diapers all the time.

He couldnt wait to get out of the car and give his granny a hug. However he had to wait until his mum undid the straps in the car seat. When she done this, he ran to his granny and gave her a big hug. He had so much that he wanted to tell her. However his mother was talking with Granny while she was giving her the changing bag. William didnt know what they were talking about, but if he did, he would hear his mother telling Granny about wetting more, and getting used to pacifiers and bottles, as well as more comfortable with diapers on. It wasnt long before Mum gave William a hug goodbye. She explained once again that she had some furniture coming to the house, so when the furniture was in place, she would come back again. William felt like crying as he would miss his mother, after all she has been around him constantly in the last few weeks. However, he sucked a bit harder on his pacifier and was acting brave.

His granny said it was time to eat. She told him that she heard that he was afraid to sit on a chair. Then she showed him a highchair. It was a bit bigger than a baby highchair. She explained that it was an old one, and her mum used it when she was a toddler. William looked puzzled, he was not sure that he wanted to sit in a baby chair. He was about to throw a tantrum, but his Granny said that he couldnt fall off the seat. This made sense, so William let his Granny lift him on the chair. It was very comfortable. He felt a lot more secure on the high chair. Granny always knew better. There was a problem when Granny put an ordinary plate and knife and fork before him. To make matters worse, she put a glass in front of him.

Granny, He said, Im not big enough to use adult plates and I need a bottle, so I dont spill.

Granny smiled, happy that William was asking himself for baby things. It was a big step in the final part of her plan. Before William could change his mind, she replaced the plates and knives and forks with more toddler relevant items. Granny then put a bib on him and gave him mashed bananas.

I like your new clothes, She said, They are much better for a little boy like you. When you get older, you can wear the clothes big boys wear.

Thanks Granny. There was a boy in the shop yesterday. He was a bit bigger than me and wearing the same type of clothes

Was he wearing a diaper?

Yes, you could see the bulge in his pants. I dont think he is a big boy yet. I think he wears diapers all the time

Well, maybe he needs them all the time. Boys are very slow to grow up. What about you? I hear that you now love your pacifier and teddy.

I suppose I do. It makes me better when I suck it. Mum has tied it to my top so I dont lose it. Even if I lose it, I have others I can use.

I hear that you are also wetting and that you cant control it. You wet before you know that you should go to the toilet.

I know. It is like I am suddenly wet and then I know I wet myself. I hate wet clothes, I really do

Yes, that could be a problem and a lot of work for your mummy. She has to wash and wash and it could destroy Mums furniture and carpets and rugs

I wont destroy yours Granny; I am wearing a diaper now.

Aww thats cute.

Lunch was over; Granny helped William out of the chair. She then told him that it was time to get his wet diaper off. He laid on Grannys soft bed and she started to peel his diaper off. Then she took a pair of his undies and was about to put them on. William kicked a bit and softly said that he thinks he should wear a diaper, so he dont get wet clothes and the furniture doesnt get wet.

Do you think you should wear a diaper all the time?

I dunno. Maybe until I get bigger and I can pee by myself.

OK, Ill put a new diaper on you, but I think you should tell your mother

Andrew nodded. He felt even smaller admitting that he needed diapers. His granny put his toddler clothes on and they went to the sitting room. She emptied a box of cars and blocks. William remembered them from when he played with them a long time ago. He wondered why he had stopped playing with them. He was overwhelmed by being able to play with them once again. He quickly remembered what he used to play. He would build a small town with the blocks and then drive the cars around the town. Granny noticed that William was in a world of his own. He was smiling and it didnt seem to bother him that he was playing with baby blocks with a pacifier in his mouth. At one stage, Granny gave him a bottle of milk, so William laid back on the rug and started drinking the milk. It didnt take him that long as he dozed off to sleep.

When he woke up, he could see that he was moved on the bed, where his mother was smiling down on him and changing his diaper. William was a bit sleepy and wanted his pacifier. He was in a bit of a panic when he could not find it. Then he remembered that it was fastened to his top. He quickly put it in his mouth and smiled that he was getting a dry diaper on. Ellen smiled at granny, as they both realized how he now accepted getting a diaper on, and not only that, but little boy clothes.

On the way home, William was sitting in the baby chair in the car. He was looking out the window as he was hugging his teddy and hugging his pacifier. He was thinking about his life lately, but the problem was that it was hard for him even to remember what happened yesterday. His Granny, was right, it would be better if he wore diapers all the time. It would also be easier on his mother.

Mum?

Yes dear Ellen answered as she was trying to pay attention to the heavy traffic.

I was speaking with Granny. We talked about that I wet myself all the time. Its not nice to have wet clothes or making you do the extra washing. Well, I was thinking I was going to say well Granny thinks its a good idea too

What is it sweetie

I think I should wear diapers all the time.

I think you may be right William. It will make things easier. I am proud of you for thinking about the extra washing and what is best for you

That was it, Ellen thought, this is when her son totally surrendered and admitted that he was a baby. This was the result of a lot of medicine and subliminal messages. His mind was so screwed and confused, his body so weak and uncontrollable, that Ellen had her little baby back. The last part of her plan would be easy, as they were just things that had to fall in place. She looked in the mirror and seen that he was sucking his pacifier and hugging his teddy bear. She could see the large diaper bulge in his shorts.

Ellen helped William out of the car and made him promise that he would not go in his room until it was time to sleep. She then took William in her room and changed his diaper. She put a romper on him and cute little socks with ducks on them. She said it was nearly time to eat, so he should watch some cartoons until it was time to eat. When Ellen saw William heading for the sofa, she pointed towards the baby rug on the floor. It was yellow and white and had pictures of cars and fire trucks on it. There were also numbers on it. William looked it at confused. Why did he have to sit on a rug? His mother argued that it was safer. He would not fall off the sofa.

It didnt matter. William knew that it was soon time to eat. It would be stupid to fight over a chair. He looked at the baby rug and it interested him. The cars and trucks were so cool, and it was like they were driving in different positions. William was memorized, as he looked at his new rug, and then some cartoons on TV. His mother was so good to him. Getting him a nice rug was so nice.

Ellen called William out to the kitchen. It was time for him to eat dinner. She seen him come out, dressed in a romper with a diaper bulge. The pacifier was fastened to his chest. If he had seen himself a few weeks earlier, he would have not believed it. He would have been so ashamed of himself. Ellen knew that her son has changed. It was obvious that he was now a baby, but it seemed as if he was happier and content with the little things. Williams smile disappeared though when he entered the kitchen. He just stopped in his tracks and stared at the new highchair that Ellen put there. Ellen could only imagine what was going through his mind, when he seen the highchair especially built for pre-teens. He was not at all happy about it. Ellen could see it in his face, as she went over and picked him up and secured him in the highchair. He did not resist or cause any trouble, and just surrendered to the new experience.

William didnt say a word as his mum put the bib on him. Deep down, he knew that sitting in a highchair was a bit babyish and he felt as if we were too big to be sitting here. Then again, he was sitting there with a diaper on and now a bib, with baby plate and a bottle before him. He also felt safe on the chair, as his heart was not pounding. He knew that he would not fall down. William looked at his mother, as she cut his meat. He knew that she loved him, and wanted the best for him. It was at this moment that William realized that Granny was right. Boys like him were nothing more than big babies, and needed to be treated like big babies.

Dinner was soon over, and William was on his rug drinking his milk from his bottle. As usual he felt so sleepy. His mum turned the music channel on, something that William would have been glued to a few weeks earlier; however he could not pay attention to the music anymore. It sounded more and more like noise. Mum told him that it was time to go to bed. William walked in his room. His thoughts were on his wet diaper. He was happy that he would soon get a new one on.

However he was shocked again. His bedroom was changed. 

His bed was gone and his dresser was gone. Instead there was a crib and huge changing table. Now this was gone too far, he thought. He looked at the crib. It was slightly bigger than a crib that he had when he was a baby. The new crib was definitely for bigger boys. William thought about this as his Mum lifted him on the changing table. If the bed was bigger than a baby crib, then boys like him must have slept in them. He thought that was most logical, as why else would they make them? His Mum didnt say a word about it when she was putting a thick diaper on William. William felt like crying as he wanted to be a big boy, and in the deep corners of his mind, he had the impression that he was once a big boy. 

Mum lifted him in the crib. It had high bars on it. It looked like a jail. However William noticed once more that his heart was not galloping again. He felt very secure in his crib. He knew that he would not fall out. William smiled up at his mother as she gave him a kiss on his cheek. He had the pacifier in his mouth, but his mother understood when he asked her to read her a bed time story. Mum was happy that she found his old baby books and picked one to read for him. William was soon asleep, with a pacifier in his mouth. He had no idea that Mum once again turned on the subliminal messages below his bed.

The next day, William woke up. He looked around and could see the bars in the crib. He could feel my diaper was wet, and a bit cold. William didnt like it when it was cold. He looked around his pillow and found his pacifier and put it in his mouth. William slept well in the crib, as he felt safe. He knew that he could not fall out. He decided that it was a good thing for his mum to buy. When he got older, he could use his big boys bed, whenever that was. The problem now was that William could not get out of the crib. He was afraid that if he crawled over the crib then he would fall. He missed his mummy and wondered where she was. Without thinking, William started to cry. He wanted his mother. He needed her. Not just to get out of his crib and get a dry diaper on. He just missed her.

Mum finally came and put the pacifier back in Williamss mouth as she gave him a hug assuring him that she was there. She continued changing his diaper. William no longer commented or even thought about the fact that a new diaper was being put on him. He just laid there sucking his pacifier and looking at the ceiling or in his mothers eyes.

After he ate his breakfast, William asked his mum to take him down from the highchair. He tried tugging his bib off, but could not manage. Ellen was amazed at this. He could just untie it. She realized that he was depending more and more on her. He was now acting fully like a toddler. Now it was time to raise him and make him something society would be proud of. Ellen thought that it was now time to test if he fully accepted what he has become.

While she was taking William from the highchair, she informed him not to get comfortable before the TV or start playing with his blocks, as she was taking him to the park. Ellen got ready for an explosion. She expected that William would not want to go outside wearing toddler clothes or a big bulgy diaper. However he just looked out the window and asked her if she was going to be with her. Ellen reassured him that she would be with him. She was pinning his pacifier to him, so he wouldnt lose it. She also planned on packing her baby bag with some diapers and a bottle of juice. You never know if they would be needed. It was also a challenge for Ellen. She was taking her 11 year old son to the park, a son that wears toddler clothes (and diaper) and acts like a toddler. What will the other parents think? What if someone from child services was there? Ellen then thought that it was a shame that she didnt have a big push chair. She must write that on her list.

Soon they arrived at the park. Ellen sat on a park bench and slowly looked around to see if anyone was looking at William.  It seemed like he got a few looks, but nobody came over and put Ellen in handcuffs. I suppose people have seen boys being emo or sissies, so maybe a toddler was not bad.

William just stood around his mother. He could feel his heart pounding. He knew the park well, but it was years since he was here. He wondered if the other boys would play with him. The problem is that they looked so small. Why were there no boys there his size? He put his thumb in his mouth and started sucking it. He looked at his mum and felt much safer that she was here. Then he remembered the pacifier pinned on him. He reached and put it in his mouth. He looked around once more and seen the monkey bars. Its been ages ago since he played on them. He ran over to the bars and started swinging on them. He soon forgot about being shy and was having a lot of fun. William started running to the different play things. He started swinging, and then sliding and spinning around. He even tried riding the horse that he thought was very small. The only thing he didnt try was the see saw, which seemed very dangerous.

After a while of being hyper, William settled in the sand box. Suddenly he felt very thirsty. He tried putting his pacifier in his mouth, but it didnt work. He needed something to drink, because he had been playing so hard. William went up to his mother and said he was thirsty. She quickly took out his bottle of juice out and gave it to him. William went back to the sand and sat down while drinking from the bottle. He noticed that some girls that were about 4 or 5 were pointing and laughing at him.

You have a bottle and a binky one of them said

Yea, I am thirsty

I stopped using bottles and binkies long ago. I bet youre also wearing a diaper. I can see by the bulge that you are. I dont wear them anymore.

Well I have to.

Thats because youre a boy. Boys are just big babies

William didnt answer. He surrendered to her teasing. He could see that she was half his size and yet she didnt need a pacifier or diapers or a bottle. She was a big girl while he was still basically a baby. William continued to drink his bottle, while he was being teased.

Ellen noticed that her son was being teased. She decided not to intervene, as it was part of his programming. He had to see that others knew that he was no more than a baby. Others would convince him that it was part of being a boy. Girls were just more developed.

Ellen wondered though why he did not notice that other boys his age were not babies. Maybe this was because he was small for his age. The boy that he saw in the baby shop convinced him that he was not alone. Ellen held her breath when two of Williams classmates walked by William. William had a bottle in his mouth and didnt really notice them,

Is that William in the sand?

No, that is an overgrown baby. William would never be seen with those clothes or acting like a baby

I suppose he is a bit small to be our age, but he looks bigger than a toddler!

Yea, I agree. It looks like he is wearing a diaper too. He must be a retard.

I wonder where William is though. I tried sending him text messages but he never answers. I think I will visit him later to see if he is sick.

Ellen felt her heart drop when she heard the boys talk. It broke her heart when they called her son a retard. William was definitely no retard. His mind was just screwed up a bit and he was confused into believing that he was a baby. It was not his fault, it was her fault. She looked at William that was happily playing in the sand, while the girls kept on reminding him that he was a diaper boy. Compared to the rude and arrogant son that she had a few weeks before, the new William was an angel. Over the next few months, he would be allowed to develop and grow to the boy he should be, A polite, smart and loving boy that any mother would be proud of.

The visit to the park was over. William was not taking away by child care workers. In fact, it was a good experience for him. Although he was teased by girls, he seemed to accept it. A few weeks ago he would have punched them. However, he had shown patience and tolerance, and that must be a good sign. Now she had changed his diaper and let him wear a one size. William was tired so she put him in his crib for a nap. That would give her time to do some work around the house. A few weeks ago, Ellen complained that her son never helped around the house, and that was stressing her. Now she thought that her baby was taking so much of her time that she hardly had any time to do any housework. She looked down at him with a pacifier in his mouth, and holding his teddy bear. Ellen smiled. She would prefer to have a baby than an arrogant and rude boy that would soon be a teenager.

As Ellen walked out, she heard the doorbell ring. She had no time to talk with any religious sect today! When she opened the door, it was one of Williamss friends. Alex was just like William was, an obnoxious and impolite boy. While Ellen tried explaining that he was in bed, and was not feeling so well, Alex just stormed in. Ellen could feel her heart beat and somewhat in a panic when she saw Alex heading for Williams bedroom. When he got there, she could see the look on his face. Ellen could understand his look. The last thing that Alex expected was that his 11 year old friend would be sleeping in a crib in a nursery room. As Alex looked closer, he could see that William was sucking a pacifier and holding a teddy bear. He kicked the blanket off of him, and that meant that Alex could see that he was wearing a one size and he could even see a diaper. Ellen looked close at Alexs face. She could see that he was deeply confused and worried about his friend. Ellen could see his face go white as he looked around the room and just back at William. Alex went over to the crib and shook it; this of course made William wake up. William started crying a bit, as his sleep was disturbed. The crying shocked Alex even more!

What happened with you, William? He shouted, Youre lying in a crib and have diapers on!

Who are you William said softly

Oh my God! I am your friend! We do everything together, we play football and we play arcade games and we talk about girls!

Girls have cooties!

You are sick! Very sick! You are acting and looking like a baby.

I am not a baby. I am a big boy. Mummy, tell him to go!

Just wait to I tell everyone. Everyone! I will tell all our friends and everyone at school. Everyone thinks you are so cool William and when we are not looking, you are just a baby that wears diapers and have baby things like clothes and a pacifier! Wait to I tell everyone that you pee your pants! You will be the laughing stock of the school. No one will think you are cool anymore. They will just think that you are an overgrown baby that pees his pants!"

There was silence as Alex just stood there. Ellen felt like slapping him across his face. He was supposed to be a friend, and now he was threatening to humiliate William to everyone that knows him! William just sucked hard on his pacifier. He did not quite understand why Alex was being so mean. He did not know what to say or do. He was thinking of what granny said. Boys need to be treated like babies. William looked at Alex. He could see that he was taller, so maybe he didnt need to be a baby anymore. He could also see that Alex hair was spiked. William had some far off memories that he used to do something special with his hair. But he could not remember what it was. Maybe that is something that he seen in TV,

Meanwhile Ellen just stood there, and didnt notice that Jenny was standing at the door. If you remember, she was the girl that seen William get changed in the Parking lot.

Alex Jenny said as she came over and pushed him, William is just sick. He will get better again. If you dare tell a soul of what you seen today, I will tell everyone that you wear your sisters clothes!

Now it was Alex turn to go white. He just stormed out of the room. Jenny smiled as she thought that Alex was humiliated. She would not have defended William a few weeks earlier, as she thought he was as bad as any other boy. However there was something about William now. She knew it was weird that he was nothing but a big boy in diapers, but he was vulnerable, and sweet.

I know that William will grow up soon so he dont need all these baby things, Until then, I will help you take care of him, if that is OK with you.

Great Ellen replied, I am glad to get some help. I forgot how hard it is to have a baby. We should get William up now. Ill tell you about what is happening with William. His grandmother is coming, so he has to be ready for her visit.

About an hour later, Jenny and Ellen made some coffee and set the table with some cake for when Granny came. William was of course on the highchair and hugging his teddy with one hand and drinking a bottle of juice with the other hand. He didnt understand a word that Ellen and Jenny were talking about. Maybe it was just as well, because Ellen was explaining how William became such a baby, and why she did it. Jenny never heard of such a story before, but she figured if it meant that he will be a better boy, then it was worth the trouble. Besides he made a cute baby, and she promised that she would help take care of him. This made Ellen happy.

William was delighted when Granny came. She got the biggest hug that a granny could get. Granny picked him up and smiled as she looked into his face, busily sucking a pacifier. The boy was totally mentally regressed to nothing more than a toddler, and he did not even comment that he was wearing a diaper and toddler clothes. Granny smiled as she felt the bulge on his bum. He was in total acceptance of his situation now. Granny lifted over to the playpen and put him down. The she went and sat on the sofa and started talking with Ellen.

Does he still get the medicine and listen to the tapes? She asked

Yes.

That is good. I have found a school that he can go to. It is outside the town and I was quite surprised when I found out that it was funded by the state. I visited there today and they gave me a tour of the school. We started in the nursery. There were a few boys that were just like William. They just played with dolls and blocks. They sucked their pacifiers. Once in a while they would get their bottles. Then they ate on their highchairs. I have even seen a few get breast fed. That was a bit strange seeing. However she told me that boys developed over a few months.

After that they start in Kindergarten. This is where they listen to stories and start drawing and things. The boys start learning how to get their strength back and bladder control. This can be a bit hard as some boys feel very secure being babies and in diapers. They learn how to get rid of their baby things and start acting like small boys. It will be interesting to see how William reacts to this. I think that he is secure with his baby things and furniture. It could take a bit longer that the nursery program.

After that, they start at school. This goes very quick, as they gain their knowledge back and learn how to do things that normal boys do. After this, then he can start at his old school.

The good thing is that this school works very close with the mothers. The mothers get counseling on how to be better mothers and how to raise their son right so that he is not the sort of boy that he once was. The son you get at the end will be someone that you can be proud of.

It sounds too good to be true. I suppose that this is the only solution. He cannot start at his old school. That is out of the question, because of the way that he is now.

Time went and Granny and Jenny went home. Ellen was very tired after the long day, and she had a lot to think about. She made William some dinner and after dinner they sat down and watched the Chipmunks movie. William looked so cute, drinking his bottle while smiling and laughing while he saw the movie.

Ellen was not that happy though. She felt like she had forgotten something. She could not think of what it was. During the movie she tried to think and think, but could simply not think of what it could be. It was only when she was changing Williams diaper for bed and putting his pj on, that she remembered what it was. She had forgotten to give him his medicine. In a way she felt good. He has not changed because he did not get it and she felt like she was not screwing with his mind and body. Ellen decided that she would not give him medicine anymore or the tapes. William was regressed enough. She laid him in his crib. He smiled at her and told her that he loves her, at the same time as he was yawning,

William did not sleep well that night. He kept on tossing around in the crib and simply could not settle down. After a few hours, he tried putting the pillow over his head. His mind was in turmoil. Things were flying around in his head. He was thinking about his happy life as a toddler, and the way his mum loved him. He thought about sitting in the highchair and eating and then he thought about the trip to the park. Maybe it would be better if he had a push chair, so he wouldnt have to walk all that way. Then William thought about the girls teasing him. That was definitely not nice. The boy who woke him up also teased him. It wasnt his fault that he wore diapers. Where had he seen that boy before? Williams mind was racing once again. He recognized his face, but simply could not remember who the boy was. Then William thought about the Chipmunk movie. He smiled as he thought that the film was funny. Then images of playing football went through his mind. Why was he suddenly thinking about football? He then realized that it was fun playing football. It was when he could be with his friends. Then he wondered if he really needed his mum to come with him every time he went out?

William was so confused. He usually slept like a log, but there were so many things going through his mind. He suddenly remembered that he used to play football with his friends. It was fun. It was a chance to be with people that were his own age. William wondered how old he actually was. He thought that he was a lot with his mother. She did everything for him. William wondered if she did too much. Then he remembered that the boy was one of his best friends. William must send him a text message. Where was his mobile telephone?

William looked around him. What was he doing in a nursery? The more he looked, the more he was confused. Why was he in a crib? Why was he wearing such a babyish PJ? Where was his laptop? Then William felt it. Why was he wearing a diaper? Why did the diaper feel so comfortable? Then he noticed a pacifier in his mouth. What the hell was happening to him?

Mum!... Mum!.. Mum!.. Why am I in a nursery? What am I doing in a crib? Why am I wearing a diaper? I am 11 years old!

Mum came with a worried face on her, she persuaded William to lie down and sleep. They will talk about it in the morning. In the meantime, she gave him a bottle of juice (with medicine in it) and when he laid down, she quietly turned the subliminal messages on

 

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The year was 2012. I have taken about a half years break, and was uncertain if I wanted to write stories again. However writing was now being a habit. 

Baby Blues is a project that I worked on a long time. I read other stories that were in sites like Deeker and about boys that were made into infants. The same feeling I had when I started came back again, could I do a better story. 

Indeed, there i nothing special about Baby Blue, that would tell people that I have done a great job. I am sure that there are hundreds of other stories like it. However it was fun writing. The Story was half a comeback, and got me a new audience. Compared to the last few stories I have done, this was received better. 

People wanted a good ending, and typical me, they don't always get what they want, as that is life



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This is a Deeker story, isn't it?

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A perfect child abuse story in the making. She knows its wrong. Later plans are mde to enroll the child in a differnt school so her crimes hopefully remain hidden. We really need nore child abusers. Hopefully the author has enough sense to have the mother and grandmother arrested and the chil save so can so semblence of normal life. If the child ever does like wearing diapers, it's becuse he was brainwashed.

 



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