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I remember the summer before going into middle school. At the time I was 12 years old. I still was having accidents day and night. I was diapered by the age of eight. What was worse when my mom had to change my diaper. Always making a scene every time I had peed or messed my diaper. Wether it was a family event or in public at target. I didn't care though really, I liked the feeling of being in a diaper. So what does this have to do before middle school? You'll find out. It was a week before we started middle school. The whole idea just terrified me deeply. My mom always does last minute shopping. Like every other parent I thought. It was about 9:30 In the morning on a Tuesday. I hear my mother scream from upstairs. "Thomas can you please come up here" she said frantically. I quickly ran upstairs. Knowing it was the same routine every morning. "Yes" I reply climbing up the stairs. Before I could say anything I turn the corner to my mom taking my bed sheet off my bed. "This is your third accident that's stained the bed sheet this week". She replied angrily. She grasped my arm firmly and bent me down to spank me. I could tell she was more angry. "Why do you still have your dirty pull-up on?" She asked. "I wanted to eat first" I said softly. "I was going to change after" I exclaimed. Hoping she wouldn't spank me again. She didn't, and let go of me. Besides I wanted to change anyway. The smell was getting nasty. I could feel my pull-up squishing on my seat. While I was eating my breakfast. "go to the bathroom and get dressed and ready" she said eagerly. "We are going back to school shopping. I also need to get you more pull-ups your all out" she said. I ran quickly before I could get myself into more trouble. Little did I know this day has way more in store for me. It was around noon time that we had arrived at target. Now I ever mind wearing pull ups. Although I was kind of embarrassed to wear them in public. Fearing that I would see someone from school or a friend of my mom's. I was twelve years old about to go to middle school. Anyway we had gotten out of the car and walked in. I kept moving my pull-up around because it was bunching up, and making it uncomfortable to walk. You could tell too if we were in public. Just the outline was noticeable through my shorts. My mother always saying "stop fidgeting with it". I couldn't help it. She had sent me on a mission to get snacks for school. While she got my list together and other things. I'd always grab gummies and chips for lunches. I walked over to the aisle where they were. I picked out the chips and went over to the candy section. I looked around for a couple minutes till the expected happened. I had felt it come out instantly and fast. I felt a warm spot down in the back of my pull-up. I pooped myself and proceeded to pee a little bit. Knowing I couldn't stop it. There was a bulge on both sides. I could feel it squishing every step I took. "There you are" I could hear my mom saying. Turning into the same aisle I was in. Her expression had changed as she could tell. "Did you have an accident" she asked. Her eyes beating down on me. "It came out of no where" I said. She said nothing and proceeded to shop. Our final aisle was always the incontinence aisle where they had kept all the teen pull-ups and adult diapers. She grabbed a couple packages of pull-ups, and laid them in the cart. She had always gotten the baby ones for me. With cars, tractors or super heroes. One time she had even gotten me princess ones when they were sold out of mine. We went through the line at Target. Packed our car up with the school supplies and groceries. She then tears open a new pack of pull-ups. She takes my pants off and my pull-up off and grabs the nearest bag and disposes of both. She wipes my butt with a baby wipe and I put on a new pull-up. "Things are gonna change" she said to me calmly "I have a special package waiting at home for you when we're back" She exclaimed getting back into the car and driving off home. It was around six o'clock my mom would always start dinner. Pasta and chicken most of the time. Dinner went by and I was urging to go outside and play before it was dark. My mother had other plans in mind. She brings a box over to the table, and begins to open it. "Mom can I.." I say before she cuts me off. Still opening the box I was curious what she had. It was only moments later that my heart sank a little bit. She had bought me diapers. "I thought I was done with diapers" I asked. "These are for the night time and for your big accidents" she replied. I always had big accidents in my bed while sleeping. I'd also use to drink a lot of water before bed. So that might explain why. It says "not a single drop will penetrate the outside of the pad" she said almost excitingly. "Is it cause of that accident a week ago?" I asked. It was one of my worst accidents I've ever had. One night I had fell asleep early after dinner. My mom had woke me up from the couch. I never went to the bathroom before I went to bed. That night had reached around two in the morning. I woke up to the bulging in my pull-up. Although it wasn't only in my pull-up. I had pooped myself while I was sleeping. It had filled the diaper so much that it also stained my bed. After that my mom had gotten even more angry. Still I could not control it and she knew it. "Rule number one. You will always wear these at night" she said. "Rule number two. You will not take them off unless I change you the next morning" she said. "Final rule. On the weekends you will wear them during the day" she added. I could already tell this was her last resort. "I don't want you going out tonight" she also added. "I will help you into your new diaper after I'm done with the dishes. We can watch a movie tonight" she said. That was her way of watching me test out the diapers. She would give me a soda and some popcorn. Sooner then later she finished up the dishes. Grabbed a diaper out of the box, and told me to lay down. She pulled my pants off and pulled my wet pull-up off of me. Applied a little baby powder and carefully wrapped the diaper around my waist. It was bigger then most I've had on. Before I could put my pants back on she grabbed them. "nope.. I want you to go through this night with no pants on, just the diaper" she said abruptly. I protested a little bit, but got over it. We watched Spider-Man that night since it matched the graphic design on the diaper. Half-way through the movie I could feel my stomach getting upset. I had already wet myself a little in the diaper. Mom hasn't noticed yet anyway. My stomach continued to rumble and digest the buttery popcorn. Ten to fifteen minutes later. I had let it all out with a sigh of relief. This time was a little different. It had felt really warm and flat. As I sat on my bottom anyway pushing it around. It took her another 30 minutes to even notice the smell coming from me. "Did you go to the bathroom?" She asked. Knowing the answer to that. I nodded my head. She got another diaper, baby wipes and powder. I got down on the ground again. It was a lot of poop this time. The diaper still held together real well. There was no major smell after my bottom was cleaned. "It's decided then" she says urgently. "next week when school starts you will wear these diapers" she then said. My face filled with pure fear. "You said these were only for nights and weekends". I said frantically. Knowing some how she wouldn't keep her promise. "Yes.. but Thomas you start school in a week. Your still having accidents hun". She said softly. Trying to comfort me. I knew this was how it was gonna turn out. Bad enough I peed and pooped myself everyday. Now I would have to diapers to school. After the movie I went to bed. Wearing nothing but a shirt, socks and a diaper. I hoped into bed and got under the covers. My head was filled with worries and doubts for school. Middle school was gonna be tough. Find out what happens next when Thomas starts 6th grade in middle school. On diapered forever part 2.