Back To My Nightmares
By Bert
In the hot days of summer, i was watching out my window.. the sun was out, the birds were chirping. it was a beautiful day. i was going to the movies with my friends. my boyfriend was going to be there. he would never understand what was going to happen to me... and neither, would i... i got out of the car, saw his shining smile. we had decided to keep our relationship secret, so that no one would know about either of us being gay. everyone else was there. halfway thorugh the movie, i feel the urge to go to the bathroom, but, since we are at the climax of the film, i hold it. and then... a warmth spreads through my legs.. i then.. shiver, because i usually shiver when i am finished going pee... WAIT! i looked down adn the screen got bright and ran.. i RAN.. out of my isle and down the steps then outside to the back of the theater where i called my mom. she said it was ok and she'd have my dad pick me up. oh no.. what was dad going to think of this. well, he picked me up and had a pair of whitey tighties and overalls. odd? well, i asked him why he brought me these. he told me i would find out soon. i NEVER wore briefs, only boxers! so, this was odd, he told me to just change in the back, he wouldn't look. so i did just as he said.it was a bit odd being in these again.. overalls, hadnt worn em since i was a kid. i got home and mom had a grin on her face. dad had taken a long time to get me home so i wondered what this was about. she said," go to your room for being SUCH a naughty boy.. wetting your pants like a baby..." so i went. when i opened the door my eyes widened in shock.. my room... was a nursery..HOW?? this quick? and, and, WHERE?! where did it come from so fast? my mom came in and i asked WHAT THE HELL?! she told me that was EXACTLY the kind of attitude getting the "baby" in trouble.. i was.. regressed, back to babyhood. they told me we were playing a game now, i was a one year old.. every year, i'd earn back years...it was a nightmare... day one had started.. i was sleeping in a crib, a diaper, plastic pants that were locked and a pacifier in my mouth. i woke up.. wet? HOW? im not a baby.. well, technically speaking im not, but HOW?! they gave me something.. i asked them what did you feed me? what did you put in my food or drink to make me piss the bed?! they said honestly honey.. we didnt put anything on anything...i was shocked.. did i do it on my own? just then mommy took me to my room to get cleaned up.i was in another diaper... an onesie.. and mittens. i looked foolish. but the worst was yet to come.... when they wouldnt let me go out with my friends.. they said if my friends needed to spend time with the baby.. theyd have to coem over, so then, later, they said who are you going out with tonight? i told them.. boy was i in for a WORLD of hurt.. they said, ok, they can come over here then adn see your new room.. and Zach( HOW DID THEY KNOW ABOUT MY B/F?!) can spend time with the baby in his room! i was so scared when they arrived. embarrassed and scared.. so scared that when they came into my room, i saw them and i peed my diaper... AWW! that's what they said..and they acted as if i was adorable.. " mrs. kulzer, i brought what you asked me to bring... " oh no.. it was.. laxatives? my mom turned me over and forced one into my ass, which i enjoyed.. for the time being.. until once my diaper was back on.. i pooped ALL over myself. it was sad... being treated this way.. i was cleaned up then left in whitey tighties.. why not a diaper? i dont know.. i was put in my room, with zach... he told me he was sorry for me and kissed me, he told em that he loved me and wished he could helped then he just held me.. in his arms.. it was the best time id had all day.. but that shortly ended with another diaper and yet another laxative.. this time, i was told to hold it in for as long as i could, if i could last 20 minutes, they'd change me as soon as i pooped myself.. if not, i had to sleep in it. unfortunately, i didnt last ten.. so i slept in my own poop, i woke up with another wet diaper and still poopy, my mom cleaned me up. then put me in a play pen in the living room.. i wasnt fed a laxative that day... btu for some reason after i had eaten lunch.. i was crawling to mommy and pooped.. without even thinking... why? i had started to do it.. on my own... between the embarassment at home and the accidents at school, life was hell.... what would happen to me... i wasnt sure, but i do know one thing.. to be continued
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