Copyright © 2013 by JD

 

Authors Note: This story you are about to read is one of emotions. I have laughed, got angry, cried, and even depressed while writing this story! Most of all, I enjoyed writing it. I hope you the reader will enjoy it as much as I did. For those who would like to email me, you can reach me at johndazel@hotmail.com. Please remember that if you like the stories here on Nifty to donate whatever you can to help keep this wonderful site up and running.

 

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The story you are about to read contains diaper use, violence, adult language and strong sexual content. The following is evil, illegal, should be banned, and all that other blah, blah, blah. If reading a coming of age story of self-discovery about pre-adolescent and adolescent boys that wet their beds, wear diapers, and explore their awakening sexuality with each other does not tickle your pickle (or if the law in your area says that pickle tickling is illegal) then don't read it.

 

 

Chapter 23: Sunday November 24^th, 2013 – That Evening

 

"Jamie you are okay!" I heard someone shout over my screams.

 

I couldn't help myself, I was in the grip of complete terror and the only thing I could think of at that moment was to flee! As I tried to get out of my bed, I felt several pairs of hands hold me down! The next thing I noticed was a sharp pain in my bottom as someone stuck a needle into me down there. This just infuriated me even more!

 

I tried my best to break free but it was no use as the hands that held me on my bed were stronger than I was. Soon, the medicine that was injected in me by that needle, started to do its work! As the medicine calmed me down, I was finally released from the grip of those hands.

 

I was laying there sweating profusely and still trying to shake the nightmare from my memory. I stared around the brightly lit room and tried to figure out exactly where I was and after I had a couple minutes to relax and think, I remembered that I was in the hospital.

 

"Are you feeling better Sweetie?" My now familiar nurse asked me.

 

Slowly, I nodded my head which was aching again. Tears were leaking out of my eyes and it wasn't because of the pain from my head. I was thinking how I would never see or hear my mother's voice ever again! Unlike most that I knew, they at least had someone else, I didn't! My mother was all I had and now I didn't even have her!

 

I sniffled and used the back of my hand to wipe the snot leaking from my nose. "Mommy!" I whispered. "Please come back... I'm alone!"

 

Of course I knew this wouldn't and couldn't happen! Somehow I would have to learn how to get through the rest of my childhood and even my adulthood, without her or anyone else!

 

While I was thinking about all this, everyone left the room other than my nurse. I was only half paying attention to her changing my very wet and messy diaper. I must have peed a lot as I could tell the bed under me was wet. The diaper had failed to do its job!

 

Like before when I had my accident, a gurney was brought in and I was moved from my hospital bed to it while the bedding was being changed. I of course was also given a bed bath, which felt nice. She then once again put that cream and baby powder on me.

 

This time when the nurse pulled a diaper from the cart and started to put it on me, I didn't fight her over it. I just laid there and let it happen. In fact I was now so depressed that I couldn't even feel good about being put into that diaper.

 

Once the diaper was tightly wrapped around my loins, the nurse recovered my body and wheeled the cart out of my room.

 

Now again alone (At least that is what I had thought.) I was able to see that the curtain around me had been pulled and I wasn't able to see the whole room now. Whatever was in that shot they gave me, was now making me feel kinda weird. I wasn't tired as I just slept for several hours, but I was kinda feeling... well... out there!

 

If I had known what the feeling was of being stoned, I would have said that it was exactly like that! Because of this feeling, I was starting to feel much better. The thing was, I didn't want to feel better. It felt like I was dishonoring my mother by feeling good! Still, I found it more and more difficult to keep from feeling silly! For instance, I found it amazing that each of my hands had 5 fingers. I know, it was stupid!

 

My mind was really out there when suddenly it became aware of a strange sensation. As I tried to figure out what it was, I found that I was enjoying it immensely! Still I was curious as to what it was that I was feeling. Then, it hit me... I was peeing in my diaper and I was feeling the gel in it expand. As I said, the feeling was incredibly enjoyable! I was in heaven while laid there and wet myself and didn't notice at first that the nurse had come back in with my dinner tray.

 

"I figured you would be hung..." The nurse's voice trailed off as she looked at my face. Amazingly she knew what was happening and as much as I wanted to be embarrassed, I couldn't. "Oh don't tell me you already wet your diaper?" She asked. Still out there, I smiled and nodded my head.

 

The nurse set my tray down on the stand next to me and told me she would be right back. I just continued giving her a goofy smile and told her "okay", that I wasn't going anywhere! She then left, returning a few minutes later with the diaper cart.

 

The nurse then got down to business and quickly removed my sodden diaper and I almost shouted out to her when she did. I was really enjoying the wetness from it and felt robbed when she took it away.

 

The nurse was in the middle of powdering me when Adam suddenly appeared in the room. Not able to think properly and in the middle of an incredible feeling, I shouted at out at Adam when I saw him.

 

"Look! I am getting diapered!" I shouted out joyfully to him.

 

I had no problem seeing the huge grin plastered on Adam's face as he watched the nurse lift my one ankle and saw my butt pulled up away from my bed. He watched intently as the nurse position the new diaper under me.

 

For my part, I found myself yelling out, "Weeeeeeeeeeeee!" as the nurse lifted me up.

 

While she placed the diaper under me and let my butt back down on top of it, the rest of the Jacksons entered my room. Mrs. Jackson was of course furious with Adam.

 

"Adam! Why do you refuse to listen to me?!" Mrs. Jackson screamed at him in anger. "I told you not to run and what did you do?" Without waiting for an answer, Mrs. Jackson answered her own question. "You instead refused to listen to me and ran down here anyway!"

 

"But Mom, I just wanted to see Jamie!" Adam argued.

 

Again in that strange mood, I laughed as I tried to help Adam. Though, I think I did more harm than good. "Yeah, I wanted to see Adam too!" I giggled. Of course I couldn't end it there. "He got to see me get re-diapered!" I said this as if it was the greatest thing since sliced pie!

 

Mrs. Jackson just gave me a puzzled look then looked to my nurse. I didn't like losing the center of attention, so I yelled out to Mrs. Jackson and told her that I had been bedwetting since I got to her place and been hiding it from her! This of course got me another strange look!

 

"Don't worry..." My nurse told the Jacksons. "...he woke up quite upset and we had to drug him. He is now under the influence of the drug and will probably be so for another hour or so." The nurse explained to him.

 

"Whoopee!" I shouted as I was truly enjoying this state of mind.

 

This actually made Mr. and Mrs. Jackson smile and Jessie and her brother giggle.

 

The nurse was now recovering me as she was finished re-diapering me. She then looked at Mrs. Jackson and told her about my dinner.

 

"Maybe I should feed him." Mrs. Jackson said in deep thought. "I am not sure if he is capable of feeding himself at this moment." She added.

 

Not really sure what she was talking about, I yelled out, "Yeah you should!" This of course got the Jacksons to laugh.

 

"If you or he needs anything, just come and get me." The nurse explained to the Jacksons. She then left the room.

 

For no reason whatsoever, I found myself giggling. Mrs. Jackson who sat down next to me was attempting to feed me my dinner but I was giggling so much that it was pretty hard to get me to eat.

 

With a surprising amount of patients, Mrs. Jackson was able to feed me most of my dinner. Because of my silly behavior, a lot of the food ended up on my face.

 

"I should have requested a bib." Mrs. Jackson joked as she cleaned my face off.

 

I of course found this extremely funny and laughed my ass off! Adam also broke up laughing. I am not sure if it was because he too found the comment funny or if it was just me that he found funny. Over the next hour or so, the Jacksons waited out my silly behavior caused by that injection and as the medicine wore off, I found myself again thinking about my mom.

 

My depression once again took over as I felt my world growing dark. I suddenly found myself wanting to know what happened. I had a need to know who killed her; I also wanted revenge for her death. The Jacksons though didn't feel that it was a good thing to discuss right at that moment and told me that they would talk to me about it later. They then tried their best to engage me in off topic conversation for the rest of their visit.

 

I did find out one thing during their visit that evening. The reason why my curtain was pulled was that there was now someone else in the room and the hospital was trying to give me some privacy. It was Adam by the way who let me know that I had a new roommate.

 

"Wow! Whoever it is, is covered with bandages." Adam shouted out after peaking in at my roommate.

 

"Adam, do I have to spank your butt again?!" Mrs. Jackson yelled at him.

 

At this, Adam quickly returned by my bedside. "No Mommy." He said quietly.

 

All in all, the Jacksons visit wasn't all that bad. I couldn't believe they even bothered to visit me after all the trouble I put them through. I also found myself quite embarrassed over my earlier actions when I was still feeling the effects of that drug I had been given to calm me. Before they left, they told me that Mary my case worker was coming to check on me sometime tomorrow. Then as the others left, Mrs. Jackson leaned down and kissed me on my cheek and for some reason I started to cry.

 

Amazingly she stayed until my tears stopped and then promised me that she would be back tomorrow morning after Adam and Jessie leave for school. With that said she left.

 

As I found myself wishing that the Jacksons were still there. I don't know why for sure, but I found myself wondering if they would also in the end leave me ... All Alone!