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Lizzy · Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 1:34 am Post subject: Katie's Secret Plan

Another story from the old site…this was my second story. I think it was originally posted to the old site back in 2004. I’ll try to post it with my original comments as well. I should point out that there may be a fair amount of typo's and wording errors since I'm posting from an original document and I have a tendency to correct punctuation and such after the post.

Ok, here’s a new one. I’ve been thinking about this idea for a while, even while finishing up “Magic Diapers”. This is a period piece; any similarity to characters from another story is purely…well intentional. I’m not sure where I’m going to take this, I didn’t have the intention of writing another long winded story but who knows. I may have another chapter or two out over the weekend.

As always, please let me know what you think.

Enjoy.

-Lizzy

Katie’s Secret Plan Chapters 1 - 4

The sound of screams filled the air, followed closely by the roar of steel wheels on steel tracks, and then the screech of breaks was heard. The rollercoaster made a sharp turn, dipped one last time and slowed to a stop.

“I hope you enjoyed the ride, please exit to the right” shouted one of the park attendants.

The year was 1988, it was a perfect late September day at Six Flags amusement park, the sun was shinning, and the park was full as the crowd enjoyed what would be one of the last weekends at the park until next season.

Today, on her 11th birthday, Katie Johnston was enjoying her first trip to the park.
Being small for her age, Katie wasn’t tall enough to ride all of the roller coasters in the park, but she had managed to just hit the mark for this one classic wooden coaster. It wasn’t a particularly scary ride, but to Katie, it was a thrill all the same.

The thrill of the ride filled Katie with adrenalin. She was on a high she had never experienced before as she and her father walked down the exit platform to meet Katie’s mother and her younger sister Jen who were waiting for them below. Katie’s mom didn’t enjoy roller coasters but was happy that Katie was having a good birthday.

“Did you have fun sweetie?” asked Katie’s mom as she walked up to meet her husband and oldest daughter.

“Yeeahh!” Katie yelled. “That was awesome!” she said.

“No Fair!” Pouted little Jen, she was 8 and too small to ride any roller coasters in the park. She had been stuck on the kids rides with her mother most of the day.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it pumpkin” her dad said, patting Katie on the head and messing up her hair. “Don’t worry Jen, your day will come soon enough” he said, trying to cheer up his younger daughter.

“Dad cut it out” Katie told her father with a slight annoyance in her voice.

“I’m sorry sweetheart, you’re 11 now, I shouldn’t be messing up your hair, how about you three wait here and I’ll be right back with some ice cream?”

“That sounds like a deal to me” said Katie’s mom

“Chocolate with sprinkles please!” answered Katie.

“Me too” said Jen, indicating that she wanted the same as her big sis.

“Three cones coming right up” their father said as he walked off to the ice cream stand.

Katie, Jen and their mother sat down on a bench and waited for him to return with their ice cream. Katie looked across the park, not more than 30 feet away, well within ear shot she saw a young girl and her mother standing near another bench.

The girl’s mother had bent down and was looking at the little girls pants. Katie’s eyes were suddenly drawn to the front of the little girl’s pants; they were clearly soaked. The little girl had wet her pants!

‘Wow’ Katie thought. The girl was clearly younger than Katie. Katie guessed that she must be about seven or eight years old close to Jen’s age, definitely a bit too old to be wetting her pants in the park thought Katie as she stifled a giggle. Jen and her mother were oblivious; they had their eyes on the roller coaster overhead, hypnotized by its movement around the tracks.

Katie could hear the conversation going on between the girl and her mother. The girl had tears in her eyes as the mother spoke.

“Oh Michelle, you wet your pants again? What am I going to do with you, do I have to put you back in diapers during the day time too?” said the mother, just loud enough for Katie to overhear.

“Noooo Mommy Please….” said the little girl through her sobs.

The mother got down to her knees, comforted the girl, and wrapped a sweatshirt around her waist to hide the wet pants. Katie watched as the mother took the girls hand and led her away.

“Here ya go sweetie, chocolate with sprinkles” said Katie’s father as he handed her the cone.

This broke Katie out of her trance. She looked up and smiled. “Thanks daddy” she said taking the cone. From time to time she still referred to her father as “daddy” instead of the more mature term “dad”. Today, while accepting an ice cream cone from her father in an amusement park, was definitely a “daddy” day Katie thought.

An hour later Katie, Jen and their parent’s were in the car on their way home, Katie stared out the window at cars passing in the other direction as she thought about the day. Her thoughts returned to the image of the little girl who had wet her pants.

Katie thought about the conversation she had overheard “do I have to put you back in diapers during the day time too?” the mother had asked the little girl. This comment implied to Katie that the little girl must already wear diapers at night time, most likely because of bedwetting she thought.

Katie was jealous of the little girl in the park, for Katie, the idea of wearing diapers again was a secret fantasy, one which she had not shared with anyone. For as long as she could remember, Katie was fascinated with diapers, she often found herself watching Pampers commercials on TV, or staring out the corner of her eye whenever she saw a mother changing a baby in public.

Often at night time Katie would secretly sneak a white towel from the bathroom and pin it on herself like a diaper. She longed to try a real disposable baby diapers but she had no access to them. Little Jen had been potty trained years ago; the last of the diapers had left the house well before Katie discovered her fascination with them.

Katie wanted so badly to try on a Pamper, she thought she was small enough to fit in the largest size; she was a small girl, with a very trim waist. She wasn’t too much bigger than eight year old Jen and if the little girl in the park who was about Jen’s size could wear them, Katie thought she would surly be able to fit in a large Pamper too.

The thought of the little girl from the park wearing pampers at night would not leave Katie’s head, she thought about how lucky she would be if Jen was a bed wetter and had to wear diapers at night time, then Katie would be able to sneak one of Jen’s diapers from time to time and wear it herself.

‘That’s it!’ Katie thought. ‘If I can somehow make Jenny wet her bed…maybe mom will put her back in diapers at night!’ She had a sly grin on her face now as she stared at the traffic.

“What are you smiling about” asked Jen from the other side of the car.

Katie turned and looked at her little sister. “Oh nothing…” she said with a smile. “I’m just happy it’s my birthday, she added. Katie turned back to the window still smiling a slightly evil grin, knowing that soon she would be putting her plan into action.

Jen looked at Katie, she thought her sister seemed a bit preoccupied with something…but she couldn’t tell what it was.

The traffic cleared and they began to move steadily…they would be home in under an hour.

To be continued.

I started writing again last night and moved this story along a bit, I had to break it into 2 chapters because it was getting too long for 1. Enjoy.

-Lizzy

Chapter 2

That evening, after the Johnston’s arrived home from Six Flags, they enjoyed a late summer BBQ followed by a birthday cake for Katie.

Katie blew out her candles and secretly wished that her plan to get her little sister into night time diapers would work. It was a simple plan she thought, Katie had heard that if you soak a sleeping person’s hand in warm water it would cause the person to pee in their sleep. She had heard about girls doing this to their friends at sleepovers as practical jokes. Katie’s idea was to test this theory on Jen.

Jen was a heavy sleeper; Katie knew this because their father was always able to pick Jen up off of the sofa when she had fallen asleep in front of the TV. Mr. Johnston was always able carry her up to their bedroom and even put Jen in bed without her waking up.

Katie and Jen shared a bedroom in the families modest sized home, this, she thought, would certainly help with her plan. While helping her mother clean the dishes, Katie looked through the cabinets to find the perfect bowl.

After searching casually so as not to draw attention to herself, she found what she was looking for, a flat bottomed plastic Tupperware container which had been sitting in the very back of a corner cabinet. It was probably buried in the corner because the lid was missing, Katie thought.

She waited until her mother walked out of the kitchen before retrieving the bowl from the cabinet and sneaking it up to the second floor bathroom where she hid it under the vanity. Her thought was that she would wait until Jen was asleep, sneak into the bathroom, fill the bowl with warm water, and then carefully return to their bedroom to place Jen’s hand in the warm water. The idea sounded easy enough she thought.

After what seemed to Katie like an eternity of waiting, bedtime finally arrived; Mr. Johnston turned off the TV and sent the girls upstairs to get ready for bed. Katie and Jen changed into pajamas and shared the bathroom to brush their teeth…all the time Katie wondered to herself how long it would be before Jen fell asleep.

Would she be able to remain awake long enough to make sure that Jen was sound asleep before attempting to pull off her plan, or would she herself fall asleep as well while waiting? Katie thought about this, she did feel exhausted from her adventures at Six Flags, but she knew she had to try to remain awake.

Jen finished brushing her teeth first and trotted off to the bedroom, Katie remained in the bathroom, when she was sure Jen was out of site, she splashed cold water on her face to ward off the sleep that she knew was coming.

She toweled her face dry, turned off the bathroom light and walked down the hall to her bedroom. When she arrived, Jen was already in her bed under the covers, holding her teddy bear Charlie. Charlie the teddy bear had been Jen’s favorite toy when she was younger. Jen still slept with the bear every night.

“Goodnight girls” said a voice from the doorway behind Katie. Her father had come up to make sure they were in bed. “Hey birthday girl, get into bed” he added, seeing Jen already tucked into her single bed and Katie not in her own yet.

“Goodnight daddy” Katie said, she turned around and gave him a hug, “thanks for taking us to Six Flags today.” She added.

“You’re welcome pumpkin” he replied.

“Goodnight dad” Jen said smiling up at her father, he bent down and gave Jen a kiss on the forehead.

Katie walked over to her own bed which was parallel to Jen’s single on the right side of the room; she climbed into bed and pulled up the covers.

“Nite nite girls” said Mr. Johnston as he turned out the light and shut the door. Katie lay in the dark and listened as his footsteps faded into silence down the hall beyond the closed door.

“Good night Katie, happy birthday” said Jen through the dark.

“Thanks Jen” Katie smiled to herself “good night” she said.

The waiting game had begun, it seemed like forever, but eventually Katie could tell that Jen’s breathing had slowed to a rhythmic pace which could only be sleep.

“Jen?” Katie whispered in the dark, trying to see if her sister would reply. There was no answer.

“Jen, are you awake?” she said, this time in a louder whisper, still no response.

Katie slipped quietly out of her bed; she crawled slowly over to Jen’s bed until she was right next to Jen. “Jen, are you awake?” she said again. There was still no response from Jen. Katie reached out and poked Jen’s left hand which was at her side, her right arm was clinging tightly to Charlie bear. Jen did not move. Katie gently lifted the hand and then placed it carefully back down on the bed, Jen still did not move.

‘This may be easier than I thought’ Katie thought to herself. She slowly moved to the bedroom door, quietly opened it and snuck down the hall to the bathroom. She carefully opened the Vanity, took out the Tupperware bowl and turned the hot water tap on ever so slightly.

It took almost 5 minutes for the water to warm up with the tap running slowly. Katie did not want to risk having her parents hear the water running from the other end of the hall, and this was the only way to fill the bowl without getting caught. She tested the temperature of the water with her hand, just a hair past warm and a hair below hot. ‘Perfect’ Katie thought, she filled the bowl, turned off the water and snuck quietly back to the bedroom.

Katie listened carefully when she entered the room, she could still hear Jen’s rhythmic breathing. “Jen?” she said out loud to check if her sister had woken up. Jen did not respond. Katie quietly closed the door and crept over to the side of Jen’s bed. She went through the routine of poking Jen’s hand one more time, still no movement, Jen was a rock.

Katie placed the Bowl on the bed near Jen’s hand, gently lifted her sister’s hand up, slid the bowl under the hand and then gently lowered it into the warm water. Jen didn’t move a muscle. Now all Katie had to do was wait. She sat on the floor next to Jen’s bed and rested her head on the edge of the bed…fifteen minutes later, she was asleep.

To be continued…

Please let me know what you think.

Enjoy

-Lizzy

Chapter 3

Katie woke with a start; her thoughts of staying awake had chased her out of sleep quickly. She found herself sitting on the floor in her dark bedroom next to her sister’s bed.

The room was dark. Panic filled Katie as she quickly remembered her actions, had Jen woken up and found her sitting next to the bed…even worse, had Jen found her hand resting in a bowl of water? Was Katie’s plan exposed and ruined? How would she explain herself?

She froze in the darkness and listened, she could hear crickets outside; she focused in on Jen’s breathing. Jen was still asleep.

Katie let out a quite sigh of relief, ‘that was close’ she whispered to herself. How long had she been out? She wondered. She looked across the room at her digital clock; the time read 11:15. She had been asleep for over an hour!

She shifted her weight to find that her right leg had fallen asleep on her; she spent a minute massaging her leg awake. Katie then stuck her finger in the bowl of water at Jen’s side, the water had cooled down. Katie was amazed that Jen had not shifted her position over the past hour and knocked the bowl over. This was just dumb luck she thought to herself.

She lifted her sister’s hand out of the bowl and placed the bowl on floor, she desperately wanted to see if her trick had worked but knew she had to get the bowl and water out of the room. She quietly crept out of the bedroom, made her way down the hall to the bathroom and emptied the bowl into the sink. She then hid the bowl under the Vanity for safe keeping.

She was anxious now, her curiosity was peaked as she snuck quietly back into the bedroom. Katie rummaged through a drawer in her night stand until she found what she needed, a tiny flash light that she had received in her Christmas stocking last year.

She covered the end of the flash light with her hand and switched it on, the batteries were still good. Katie turned off the light and crept back to Jen’s side, she lifted the covers from the edge of Jen’s bed so as not to stir the sleeping girl.

Katie stuck her hand under the raised covers and felt the mattress around Jen’s waist. It was damp! Katie could hardly contain her excitement, it appeared that her birthday wish had come true, her plan had worked.

She aimed her flash light low beneath the covers so that the light would not shine into the room and switched it on. Jen’s pajama bottoms were soaked, they clung to her waist and groin and Katie could see that her sister was lying in a damp circle all around her mid section.

‘This is amazing’ Katie giggled quietly to herself; ‘the warm water trick really does work!’ she thought with a smile. She turned out the flash light, lowered the covers and quietly slipped back into her own bed. She lay awake for quite a while with a smile on her face and wondered how may more nights she would need to pull off her secret plan before little Jen found herself back in diapers. Eventually, she drifted off to sleep.

Sunday morning arrived with the sun shining and the birds chirping, Katie was rousted out of sleep by a hand that was shaking her.

“Katie wake up!, Please wake up!” Jen said in a worried voice as she shook her older sister’s arm.

Katie stretched, and yawned her way out of sleep “mmm what is it?” she asked Jen.

“Katie, please wake up I had an accident” Jen whispered.

Katie quickly woke now; she remembered her actions of last night. Jen had turned and was pointing at her bed. The covers were pulled down and there was clearly a large wet spot in the center of the mattress.

Katie put her hand to her mouth to hide her grin and keep herself from letting out a giggle; she quickly pulled it away and put on a look of concern as Jen turned to face her again.

“I don’t know what happened” Jen said, I just woke up and was wet, I haven’t done that since I was 5, Katie what am I going to do?” Jen asked.

“Ummm, it’s ok Jenny, sometimes this just happens. I even did it once or twice before I turned 9.” Katie said reassuringly, “You probably just had a bad dream or something.” She added.

“But I didn’t have any bad dreams Katie!” Jen said, now on the edge of tears.

“Jenny don’t cry, it’s going to be ok, it was just an accident” Katie said, putting her hand on Jen’s shoulder.

It was no use, Jen began to cry. The little girl’s pajama bottoms were still damp, she sobbed softly as she stood next to her older sister’s bed, holding her teddy bear by the hand, dangling poor Charlie bear towards the ground.

Katie tried to comfort her sister. Then there was a knock on the bedroom door.

“Are you girls up?” Mrs. Johnston asked as she entered the room. “We have to get ready for church” she added, and then froze as she saw Jen crying at Katie’s bedside.

“What’s wrong?” said their mother. Her eyes now focused on the wet circle in the center of Jen’s mattress, then moved to Jen’s bottom. The pajama pants clung to the shape of Jen’s little behind. Mrs. Johnston knew instantly what had happened and quickly entered the room.

“Oh Jenny sweetheart, did you have an accident?” she asked as she got down on one knee beside her youngest daughter.

“Yes mommy I’m sorry…” Jen replied through her sobs.

Katie was secretly eating this up; it was almost exactly like the scene of the little girl at Six Flags who had wet her pants.

“Sweetheart its ok, this just happens to little girls sometimes, I’m sure it won’t happen again” said Mrs. Johnston, giving Jen a hug. “Now lets get you cleaned up, we’ve got to get ready for church.” She said.

“Katie, will you strip the sheets off of Jen’s bed please?” her mother asked as she led Jen to the bathroom to get her cleaned up.

“Yes Mom” Katie answered as she leapt out of bed and set to work at the task. She was thrilled, so much so that she didn’t mind having to change Jen’s wet sheets at all.

If her plan worked out…Wet sheets would soon be replaced by wet diapers.

To be continued…

Ok, some of you have suggested that Katie is evil. I'll agree that she is naughty and being a meany to her little sis, but I've thrown in a twist in this chapter that I'm hoping works out. Sorry about the length on this chapter, I just couldn't decide where I wanted to split it so I left it as is.

Keep the feedback coming.

Enjoy.

-Lizzy

Chapter 4

It had been a two weeks since Katie had first put her plan into action; she had been very successful. She had managed to make Jen wet her bed almost every night since the first night when she tested the warm water trick.

Jen was such a sound sleeper that she never woke up, and Katie had perfected the routine of filling the bowl with warm water and placing little Jen’s hand in it, she could practically do the task blind folded.

Jen was noticeably less chipper, particularly at bed time and Mrs. Johnston was now very concerned about the situation. She worried that this new problem may be the sign of an infection or something more serious. Jen had not complained of any pain nor did she have any problems going to the bathroom during the day time.

Mrs. Johnston scheduled an appointment for Jen with the girl’s pediatrician for Monday afternoon; she also scheduled an appointment for Katie on the same day since it had been a year since the girl’s last physical.

Katie was starting to get concerned as well, she wondered if she might be taking her plan too far, but at the same time, it did appear to be going in the direction that she had hoped for. If she continued to make her sister wet the bed, their mother would have to make a choice…keep washing sheets every day…or make Jen wear some sort of protection at night.

On Monday afternoon, Katie met Jen at the front entrance to their school; they waited on a bench for their mother to pick them up. They would be heading to the doctor’s office this afternoon. Jen looked glum, Katie did feel badly, she knew that Jen was sad about her new problem and she knew that it was all her doing, but she was now determined to see her plan through.

Mrs. Johnston pulled up in front of the school and honked the horn; the girls got up and headed to the car. “Hi girls, come on we don’t want to be late” Mrs. Johnston shouted from the car. Katie and Jen got in the back seat buckled themselves in and they were off.

Mrs. Johnston looked at Jen in the rear view mirror; she could tell her daughter was down by the look on her face. “Jen don’t be sad, I’m sure the doctor is going to solve this problem, everything is going to be fine, you’ll see.” She said, trying to lift her youngest daughter’s spirits.

When they arrived at the doctor’s office, they didn’t have to wait very long. There were only a few other girls in the waiting room, all of various ages. Katie could tell most of the girls were not happy to be here. After all who enjoyed going to see the doctor? She thought. After about 10 minutes, Katie was called in first; she got up and walked back to the examination room.

She knew the routine; she stripped down to her underwear, and got up on the examination table to wait for the doctor. The sheet of paper on the exam table crinkled under her, and for a moment Katie thought of how the diapers would crinkle if and when she finally got to wear them.

The door opened and Dr. Larson walked in, she had been Katie and Jen’s doctor since they were both babies. “Hi Katie, how are you doing today?” she asked, grabbing Katie’s chart from the clipboard on the counter.

“I’m good” Katie answered.

“So…you’re 11 now, getting big huh?” Dr. Larson said with a smile. “Let’s check you out”. Dr. Larson began the exam, height, weight, blood pressure, she listened to Katie’s heart, looked in her ears, performed all the basics of a standard physical. The exam didn’t take long.

“You seem to be doing just fine kiddo” said Dr. Larson when she had finished. “How’s school going, are you happy to be back after the long summer?” she asked.

“Yeah I guess, but I miss vacation a bit” answered Katie.

“Yeah everyone misses vacation when it’s over” laughed Dr. Larson. “You’re in good shape Katie, you can send your sister in, it’s her turn.” She said.

Katie put her cloths back on and returned to the waiting room. “Your turn” she said looking at Jen. Jen and Katie’s mom both got up and headed down the hall to the exam room. Katie sat in the waiting room by herself; she took out her homework and started working on her math.

Jen also knew the routine, although she was not thrilled to have to go through it today. She sat on the exam table in her underwear while Mrs. Johnston sat in a chair in the small exam room. Dr. Larson walked in with a clipboard.

“Hi there Jenny, how are you doing today?” asked Dr. Larson.

Jen had a frown on her face, “Ok” she mumbled. “Jen’s not too happy to be here today” Mrs. Johnston answered.

“I understand you’ve been having some bedwetting problems?” Dr. Larson said.

“Uh huh” Jen mumbled looking down at her feet which were dangling off the edge of the table.

“Jenny it’s nothing to be ashamed of, lots of girls and boys your age have the same problem” Dr. Larson said. “We’ll get to the bottom of this” she said. Jen’s examination took a bit longer than Katie’s, On top of the usual tests Dr. Larson performed a pelvic exam and asked Jen and her mother several questions about Jen’s eating habits, school, physical activities, and much more.

When the exam had ended, Dr. Larson insured Mrs. Johnston that Jen did not have an infection and that physically nothing appeared to be wrong with her daughter. The doctor’s best guess was that Jen was going through a growth spurt and that the bedwetting may just be a phase which she would grow out of.

“What do we do until it stops?” Mrs. Johnston asked.

“Well, if it continues to be a problem, there are certain things you can try, there are bedwetting alarms, but they are expensive and most kids sleep right through them. One alternative that most families choose is to use protection at night time.” Dr. Larson answered.

“You mean diapers?” Mrs. Johnston asked.

“Mom No!” Jen said with a tone of worry.

“Jenny, there’s no shame in it,” replied Dr. Larson, trying to calm the girl. “Lots of girls I see wear diapers to bed so that they don’t wake up with wet sheets. None of them are happy about it at first, but every one of them agrees, after a few mornings of waking up with a dry bed, that wearing a diaper is better than dealing with wet sheets.” Dr. Larson added trying to put Jen’s mind at ease.

“But I’m not a baby” Jen mumbled, again looking down at her shows, fighting the urge to cry. But the tears had already started.

“Sweetie we know you’re not a baby, the diapers are just to make dealing with this situation easier on you, I’m sure the bed wetting will stop soon like Dr. Larson said and this will only be a temporary thing.”

“Jenny there’s nothing to worry about, I’ll schedule you for another appointment a month from today and we’ll see how you’re doing. I’ll bet you’ll be fine by then and won’t have to worry about this anymore.” Dr. Larson said. “Take all the time you need before you leave” she told Mrs. Johnston and Jen as she said good bye and left the exam room.

Mrs. Johnston hugged Jen who as crying on the exam table. “Sweetie please don’t cry about this, I promise everything is going to be fine” she said, consoling her daughter. She held Jen until the little girl finally stopped crying then helped her get dressed. Jen stayed close to her mom as they left the doctor’s office.

Mrs. Johnston confirmed the next appointment with the receptionist; she then collected the Girls and their bags and headed to the car. On the way home they made a stop at the pharmacy that Jen was dreading. “What did the doctor say?” Jen asked Katie as they pulled into the parking lot. Jen didn’t answer; she just stared at the floor with a sad look on her face.

Mrs. Johnston parked the car and answered Katie’s question. “Katie, Dr. Larson said that Jen’s problem is just a growing phase that some girls go through, she’s going to be just fine. I’m going to tell you something Katie, you have a responsibility to help your sister through this problem, Jen is going to wear some protection at night time which she is very embarrassed about.”

“You mean diapers?” Katie asked, trying her best to contain her excitement.

“Yes Katie” Mrs. Johnston said. “This is going to be our family secret, do you understand?” she asked Katie.

“Yes mom” Katie answered. She put her hand on her sisters shoulder, “Don’t worry Jenny I won’t tell anyone about this ever…pinky swear!” She said, holding out her pinky finger for Jen.

Jen looked up with a sad face then extended her pinky to Katie. They interlocked the tiny fingers and the secret was sealed.

“That’s good Katie, I’m proud of you for helping your sister with this problem. Now we’re going to go into the store and buy some diapers for Jen, I don’t want Jen to feel embarrassed so please behave in the store and try not to attract attention to us ok?”

“Yes mom” Katie and Jen both said.

They entered the store, Mrs. Johnston took the first available shopping cart and began to fill it with other items she needed. Finally they came to the diaper section. Katie was secretly thrilled, she saw the packages of Pampers and Luvs on the shelves and watched as her mother picked out a box of the large sized Pampers Ultra Dry; it was an orange and gold box with the unmistakable Pampers logo on either side.

Jen looked as if she was about to cry again, Katie distracted her by patting her on the back and whispering in her ear “Don’t worry Jen, no one will know about it I promise” she told her sister.

Mrs. Johnston finished her shopping and with the girls following close, made her way to the check out, she looked around to make sure nobody they knew was in the store, and quickly paid for the groceries. They left the store quietly, packed the car and were on their way.

The ride home was quite, Jen said nothing and Katie and her mom were both quite as well. When they arrived home Mrs. Johnston unloaded the groceries and the girls went inside to finish their homework. Jen put her head down in shame as her mother carried the package of Pampers through the kitchen and upstairs to the girl’s bedroom.

Katie could not take her mind off of the diapers; she knew that it was only a matter of hours before her sister would be returned to diapers for the first time since she was 4 years old.

Katie began to think about how she could sneak one of the diapers and when she would be able to try it on. The times in the past when she had been able to use towels as pretend diapers had always been at night when Jen was either soundly asleep or spending the night at a friend’s house.

Since Jen was only eight, she had only spent the night at a friend’s house about 3 times, no more. So the chances that Katie had to even wear her pretend diapers had been few and far between. Now she her fantasy was so close she could practically taste it.

However, Katie hadn’t thought too much about this portion of her plan. She now had to consider how to not get caught wearing Jen’s diapers, as well as how to hide the ones she did plan to use. This was going to be more difficult than Katie thought, surly her mother would notice diapers missing from the supply if she took them. How was she going to pull this off, she was so close to her goal and yet so far.

Mrs. Johnston explained Dr. Larson’s prognosis to her husband at dinner and explained the diaper situation. Jen sat quietly picking at her food; she did not look up at her father when he tried to console her.

“Sweetie don’t let this get you down, I’m sure the doctor is right, you’re going to grow out of the problem in no time at all.” He said.

After dinner Katie and Jen watched TV until bedtime, Jen did not want to go get ready for bed tonight because she knew what was waiting upstairs in her room. Her mother finally convinced Jen that she had no choice but to go upstairs and get ready for bed. Mrs. Johnston told Jen that she would be up to help her after Jen had finished brushing her teeth.

Katie didn’t waste anytime getting herself ready for bed, she didn’t want to appear anxious but she headed straight upstairs and was dressed in her pajamas in no time at all. She finished brushing her teeth before Jen, went down the hall and climbed into her bed where she waited for Jen and her mother to enter the room.

Jen returned from the bathroom and climbed into her own bed, Katie heard their mother’s footsteps coming up the stairs. Shortly after, Mrs. Johnston entered the room.

“Ok Jenny lets get you ready for bed.” Mrs. Johnston said as she went to the girl’s closet and opened the door. Katie could see the box of Pampers sitting on the floor of the closet, her mother opened the box and took out a Pamper; Katie could not take her eyes off of the large, thick, white plastic rectangle. Her plan had worked perfectly, but she knew it was flawed; she had no idea how she was ever going to get to wear one of the diapers without getting caught.

“Ok Jen, take off your PJ bottoms for me so I can get this on you sweetie” Mrs. Johnston said.

“Mommy please! I don’t want to wear it!” Jen protested, and tears soon followed.

“Sweetheart we’ve been through this, nobody is going to know, Katie has sworn to keep your secret, it’s only at night time and you’ll be glad when you wake up in a dry bed.” Her mother told her.

“I’m not a baby!” Jen cried.

“Sweetie I know you’re not, you’re a big girl…but this will make your problem easier to deal with, you’ll see it won’t hurt you at all.”

Katie looked at her sister who was in tears, she felt terrible, this was all her fault and she knew it. She knew she was selfish, she had wanted so desperately to wear a real baby diaper that she had turned her little sister into a bed wetter, about to be put back in diapers.

For the first time since she had put her sinister plan into action Katie actually felt bad for Jen, but she knew there was no way out for her sister now. Their mother had every intention of diapering her youngest daughter and it was about to happen one way or another. Katie had no way of stopping this; she could not undo what she had done. Just as this thought entered her head Katie had an epiphany, maybe there was a way she could help her sister and still get what she wanted!

“Mom, I’ll wear one too!” Katie said out loud.

Her mother was trying to get Jen to stop crying and take her pajama bottoms off, she didn’t hear Katie at first, but Jen had. Jen had heard Katie’s words and had almost instantly halted her sobs; she turned and looked at her sister with unbelieving eyes.

“Mom, I’ll wear one too.” Katie said again.

Mrs. Johnston turned and looked at Katie; she didn’t know what to make of this. “Katie you’re not the one with the bedwetting problem sweetie” she said.

“I know Mom, but I’ll wear one so that Jen will see that it’s not so bad, I made a pinky swear that I wouldn’t tell anyone and if I wear one with Jen she won’t tell anyone either, it’s just for night time.” Katie said. “And you told me today that I have a responsibility to help my sister!” she added.

Mrs. Johnston thought about this for a minute before answering. “Katie I really don’t think it’s appropriate for you to be wearing diapers…”

“Mom, it will make Jen feel better and I really won’t mind, it’s like, just a different kind of underwear” Katie said. She turned and looked at her little sister who had stopped crying and was looking at her with what looked like thankful eyes. “Jen, really, it’s not going to be that bad, I’ll wear one too so that you won’t feel like a baby.”

Mrs. Johnston turned to Jen, she didn’t say anything at first but she was tired and didn’t want to fight with Jen over this anymore; she certainly didn’t want to wash sheets again tomorrow. Mrs. Johnston sighed. “Jen, if your sister wears a diaper also will you let me put this on you?” she asked Jen.

Jen didn’t move. She looked over at Katie.

“It will be our secret” Katie said. “I promised you that remember?” she said to Jen.

Jen looked at her mother, the tears still wet on her face. She looked back at Katie and then at her mother again. “Ok” Jen said. “I’ll wear one if Katie does too.”

“Well then” her mother said with a sound of surprise in her voice. “I guess that settles it, who wants to go first?” she asked as she walked over to the closet and pulled out a second diaper.

“Katie, will you go first?” Jen said still with a sad tone in her voice.

Katie was in disbelief, she couldn’t believe this, her plan had worked out better than she thought, not only had she found a way to successfully get diapers into the house, but now she would be able to wear them without having to sneak them! She couldn’t believe what was about to happen, she sat in bed in a trance, her eyes fixed on the Pampers in her mother’s hands.

“Katie?” her mother said. “Will you be the big sister and go first?”

She snapped out of her trance, “Yes mom” she said, sliding down her pajama bottoms and removing her underwear. Katie now lay on her bed half naked as her mother walked over and sat on the edge of the bed.

Katie still could not believe this was actually happening, in a mater of seconds she would be diapered. She watched as her mother unfolded the bottom half of the Pamper, she heard the crinkle of the plastic as the diaper was opened.

“Okay sweetie lift up” her mother said.

Katie raised her legs; it was almost an instinctual move. Her mother slid the open half of the Pamper under Katie’s bottom, Jen watched from her bed in disbelief as her older sister was being diapered. “Good girl, now down” said Mrs. Johnston. Katie lowered her bottom down onto the diaper; she felt a thrill and excitement she had never felt before as she felt the soft lining of the Pamper against her bottom.

Her mother gently spread Katie’s legs apart and pulled the front half of the Pamper up between them. Again Katie heard the sound of the plastic crinkling as her mother opened the front half of the diaper and brought it up into place.

Now was the moment she had been waiting for, how would the diaper fit? Katie already knew from the looks of it that the diaper was going on without any trouble, as her mother closed the first tape Katie felt the right side of the diaper tug securely around her waist, then…with ease, her mother closed the second tape and finished the job.

Katie lay in silence on the bed, she was in ecstasy but couldn’t express her feelings, she didn’t want to give her mother any idea at all that she was enjoying the feeling of the diaper she now wore.

“There we go, all done. You’re a good girl for holding still like that. See Jenny, that wasn’t so bad, right Katie?” Mrs. Johnston said.

This broke Katie out of her trance.

“Yeah Jen, its fine, see” Katie said rolling over and showing Jen that she was now fully diapered.

“Ok” Jen said, and slid her pajama bottoms and underwear off for her mother. Jen lay still on the bed as her mother unfolded the diaper. Now it was Katie’s turn to watch as her little sister was put back in diapers as well.

Mrs. Johnston lifted Jens legs and bottom in the air, slid the Pamper under her and lowered her back down onto it. She then brought the front of the diaper up between Jen’s legs and secured it in place.

Jen didn’t move during the process, she was no longer crying but was still uncertain about her feelings. She was glad that she was not alone in her fate, but still sad to be returned to diapers. She felt the diaper between her legs, it was thick, and soft, it didn’t feel bad but did make her feel embarrassed. Yet at the same time, she felt secure, and comfortable.

“That’s a good girl” said Mrs. Johnston as she finished diapering Jen. “Ok girls, get your PJ bottoms back on and pull those covers back up, it’s time for you two to go to sleep.” she said as she collected the girls underwear, folded each pair and placed them on the dresser. She then gave each girl a goodnight kiss.
As she walked to the door she turned, “Jenny, if you can stay dry for 2 weeks in a row, we’ll try going a few nights without the diapers ok hun?” she said to Jen.

“Yes mommy” Jen said, almost smiling at the idea. Her mother turned out the lights and closed the door.

The two girls lay in their beds in the dark. Katie heard Jen shifting her position to grab and hug Charlie bear. She could hear the crinkle of Jen’s Pamper as she moved. Katie rolled over on her side listening to the sound of her own diaper as she did.

“Katie?” Jen said.

“Yeah?” Katie answered.

“Thank you” Jen replied.

Katie felt a tear in her eye; she had so many mixed emotions in her. She felt terrible for what she had done to her little sister, but was elated by the feeling of the Pamper between her legs. She wanted to tell her sister she was sorry but didn’t want to loose this feeling. She had heard what their mother had said before turning out the lights “if you can stay dry for 2 weeks in a row, we’ll try going a few nights without the diapers…”

“You’re welcome” Katie replied to her sister. “Sleep tight” she added.

Katie knew what she had to do; she lay awake in bed until she heard Jen’s breathing slow to sleep.

To be continued.

Hi all,

Yes, Katie is a bad little girl, I don't think she is out right evil, but she certianly is mean and selfish. I'm thinking on how I might teach her a lesson, but we'll see where it goes.

Enjoy,

-Lizzy

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Lizzy

Chapter 5

Katie lay in bed staring up at the ceiling, the room was dark and she could hear that her sister’s breathing had slowed down to the now all too familiar rhythm of sleep. Katie knew that even though she had succeeded with her plan beyond her wildest expectations, she now must continue to pull off the warm water trick on her unsuspecting sister.

She wrestled with this thought. Katie had felt terrible about what she had done, poor little Jen was clearly distraught by the bed wetting that everyone, including Dr. Larson, believed to be real. What’s more, Jen had been visibly depressed about having been put back into diapers.

Katie tried to imagine what this must feel like for Jen. Her little sister was at an age where she had full self awareness and was expanding on her abilities as a “bigger” child who would soon, like Katie, be on the edge of her teens. Now Jen had been subjected unwillingly to a major step backwards in her development. Diapers were a badge of babyhood, not childhood.

This thought had never occurred to Katie before, as the older sibling she had experienced jealousy in her early years when her little sister would often receive more attention and praise from adults than Katie had. She didn’t think about Jen’s feelings, and how much of an achievement wearing “big kid pants” had been for her sister.

Katie was about seven years old when Jen began potty training. Jen had no more difficulty in this task than most children do, however Katie remembered how often she would hear “Good girl Jenny!” from her mother or father, at a time in her life when Katie wanted to be praised too.

Perhaps this was where her fascination with diapers originated Katie thought to herself. During Jen’s potty training there had been setbacks from time to time, as most children experience. There had also been the times where it was simply more convenient for the adults to have Jenny remain in a diaper…either during long car trips or formal events like going to church.

Katie had loved these occasions because the “Good Girl Jenny” comments were usually replaced with comments of mild annoyance like “Uh oh, smells like little Jenny needs a change…I sure wish she could have waited until we got home.”

These comments made Katie happy in her younger childhood, they told her that maybe her parents were annoyed with having to take care of little Jenny. Katie thought that during these incidents of inconvenient wetting or messing, her parents would be annoyed with her little sister, and perhaps shower Katie with praise and affection for being a “big girl” who didn’t need to have her poopy diaper changed during a car ride.

But this hadn’t happened, the praise and affection Katie had hoped for didn’t come, instead she would watch as her mother would change her sisters diaper, taking care to be gentle, or tickle and tease little Jen into giggles while her diaper area was being cleaned. To make matters worse, her mother would still call little Jenny a “good girl” as she held still while being changed.

During these occasions of little Jen being diapered for “convenience”, her parents would also say things to Jen like “It’s ok to go potty in your diaper sometimes too sweetie, that’s what the diapers are for. When you get bigger you’ll be able to wait longer and use the potty.”

For Katie, hearing comments like that, seeing so many of Jen’s diaper changes and the intimacy of each change, had associated praise, affection and happiness with wearing diapers. ‘Could this be it?’ Katie thought, ‘could this be why I love diapers so much?’ she wondered to herself.

Her thoughts turned now to her own diaper. Katie had been in bliss when her mother had finished diapering her, she loved every sensation, and there it was…the praise she had been looking for when she was younger…what had her mother said after putting Katie’s diaper on? “There we go, all done. You’re a good girl for holding still like that.” She thought further back, what had her mother said in the parking lot at the pharmacy? “That’s good Katie, I’m proud of you for helping your sister with this problem.”

“Good girl” her mother had called Katie a “Good girl”, these were the words that she had always heard said to her little sister, the words that fueled her jealousy from the start and ultimately the words that were said during diaper changes.

Katie was no longer Jealous of Jen, she had grown to love her little sister since those early days. She felt terrible for the pain she had secretly inflicted upon Jen. But at the same time, Katie wanted more than ever to continue wearing diapers; she had created this situation for herself, not caring about the consequences for her little sister. This was wrong, she knew it, but she didn’t want it to end, couldn’t let it end.

For Jen was the bed wetter, not she. She was the “big sister”, she had a “responsibility” to help her little sister now. She was a “Good Girl” for holding still, and her mother was “proud” of her for helping her sister.

With this last thought, Katie slowly got out of bed, and proceeded to once again to carry out the warm water trick on little Jen. Her diaper crinkled as she moved, it was loud, but certainly not loud enough to wake her sleeping sister.

Katie tip toed across the room and quietly opened the door, she snuck down the hall with ease, even giggled at the sound of her crinkling pamper. She loved the feel of it on her body, as she walked; it gave her a slight waddle as its thickness bunched between her legs.

She made it to the bathroom without creating any disturbance, Katie quickly turned on the hot water tap and found the bowl under the vanity, five minutes later the water was warm and the bowl was filled.

Katie quietly crept back to her room, the only sound she made came from the crinkle of her diaper. She closed the bedroom door and tip toed to Jen’s bedside, placed the bowl on the edge of the bed, gently lifted her sleeping sister’s hand and lowered it into the bowl.

Jen stirred a bit as her hand touched the water, Katie held her breath…but it was nothing to worry about, Jen continued her slumber. Katie quietly retrieved her flash light from her night stand; she gently lifted the covers at the edge of Jen’s bed to expose her sister’s mid section. Now she would wait.
Fifteen minutes later…Katie heard Jen let out a faint moan…then she heard what sounded like a very faint hissing noise coming from Jen’s diaper area. The warm water trick had worked again!

Katie carefully placed her hand on the front of her sister’s pajama bottoms; she couldn’t feel anything other than the soft PJs and thick diaper underneath. Undeterred, she slipped her hand under Jen’s PJs, and carefully shined the flashlight at the diaper.

She saw that the Pamper now had a faint yellow tinge between Jen’s legs. She turned out the flash light and gently touched Jen’s diaper, it was warm and much thicker than Katie’s own diaper, it felt squishy! Katie caught a whiff of the faint smell of urine coming from beneath Jen’s covers. Her sister was wet again…this time the sheets had been spared and little Jen was now wearing a damp diaper.

“Good girl” Katie whispered to herself as she lowered the covers. She gently lifted Jen’s hand out of the bowl, snuck back to the bathroom, emptied the bowl and returned it to the vanity.

Katie crinkled back to her room, climbed into bed and once again was staring at the ceiling with a smile on her face. She reached under the covers touched her own diaper and smiled, knowing that her time in diapers had now been extended for at least another 2 weeks.

To be continued.

Here's the next chapter, many of you have been guessing at what is next for Katie and Jen, I've thrown in a twist here that some of you had suggested. I don't want to give the impression that I'm writing to suit the whims of the fans, I did actually have this twist in mind before I read your responses. Just the same, I love the feedback, keep it coming.

Enjoy,

-Lizzy

Chapter 6

Jen woke first on Tuesday morning; she stretched in bed and gave Charlie bear a good morning hug. It was about 15 minutes earlier than Jen normally woke up, she wondered why, then she remembered her situation, she had been put back into diapers the evening before, and she now could feel the thickness of the diaper between her legs. Jen also heard the crinkle of the Pamper’s plastic backing as she shifted her position.

The diaper felt different than it had last night when her mother first put it on her. Jen reached down and touched the front of her pajama bottoms, they were dry, and she could easily feel the diaper beneath, it felt thicker than it had last night. Jen touched the mattress around her bottom, it too was dry. She smiled at this, it was the first time in almost two weeks since she felt dry sheets and pajama bottoms upon waking up.

Jen then reached her hand inside the pajama bottoms and felt the diaper, the smile faded from her face, she knew she had wet in her sleep again. But this time it was different, her pajamas and bed were dry, it was only her diaper that was wet.

The diaper felt warm and squishy around her lower region, Jen lay in bed taking the feeling in fully; she was fascinated by the feeling of the wet diaper against her skin, amazed that neither her pajamas nor bed were wet at all, while her diaper was completely soaked.

Jen thought about this for a moment and then got out of bed, she went over to Katie’s bed and shook her sister awake.

“Katie, wake up!” Jen said, holding Charlie bear at her side as she shook her sister’s arm.

Katie came out of her slumber and stretched. “mmm what is it?” she said with her eyes still squinting. Katie quickly remembered the situation…her sister had spent her first night in a diaper and was now wet thanks to Katie’s actions. As she stretched she was reminded of her own diaper by the crinkle of plastic and the feel of soft thick padding between her legs.

“Katie my bed is dry, my pajamas are dry” she told her sister, “But I…umm I wet my diaper.” She said shyly. “But the bed and my pajamas didn’t get wet!” she added with excitement.

“Of course not silly” Katie said, “That’s what diapers do, they keep you from peeing on things” she added.

“Oh…yeah I know…” Jen said, with a look of embarrassment on her face. “But, I just…I mean ..I’m glad the bed and my pajamas are not wet too” she said shyly.

Katie could tell that Jen was hoping she would shared her excitement about the dry sheets and pajamas. Katie reached out and patted her little sister on the shoulder, “I know you are. I told you it would be alright didn’t I?” Katie said. Jen blushed and smiled.

“So you wet the diaper?” Katie asked. “Is it soaked?, Let me see.” Katie said.

Jen lowered her pajama pants to her knees exposing the soaked Pamper. Katie’s eyes widened, the Pamper was completely soaked, both front and back. There was no way Jen had wet that much after the warm water trick last night, Katie was amazed. Had Jen wet again during the night, all on her own?

Katie’s thoughts quickly turned to her own diaper, it was still dry. She needed to relieve her morning bladder, she wanted desperately to do it in her diaper but didn’t know how she would explain an “accident” to her sister or mother.

“Katie can I see your diaper?” Jen asked.

Katie thought this was an odd request from her sister but then she understood; Jen probably still needed reassurance that she was not the only girl in the room wearing one. Perhaps she thought that her older sister had broken last nights deal and removed her diaper during the night.

Katie pulled down her covers; she reached down and slid the pajama bottoms down to her mid thighs to reveal the Pamper. Jen saw that it was still dry and frowned, the embarrassment returned to her face.

“What’s wrong?” Katie asked Jen.

“You’re lucky” Jen answered, “You didn’t wet yours.” She said with a tone of sadness in her voice.

Katie thought for a moment, she looked into her sisters sad eyes. She felt Jen did not want to be alone in her situation, and she felt guilty for creating the problem. Katie knew there was no turning back now. She couldn’t tell Jen the truth, how could her sister ever forgive her? But perhaps this would work to her advantage she thought; maybe she could find a way to wet her diaper without Jen questioning the action.

“What does it feel like?” Katie asked, she desperately wanted to find the answer for herself, but knew she needed to find a reason to do it, a reason that her sister would understand, as well as a way of explaining a wet diaper to her mother.

Jen looked at her with a confused look. Katie clarified, “Wearing a wet one?” she asked again. “I know how they feel when they are dry” Katie added, pointing at her own diaper and smiling at Jen. “But what does it feel like when it’s wet?” She asked again.

Jen blushed, “I don’t know, it’s weird” she said.

“Like how?” Katie pressed the issue.

“It’s like, warm, and squishy” Jen said.

“Does if feel bad?” Katie asked.

“No, just…weird, not bad, I don’t know it’s just…why?” Jen stammered out the question.

“I was just curious” Katie said.

“Well if you wet the bed like me you would know I guess” replied Jen.

“I could wet mine just to find out?” Katie said, she wanted to do this and had hoped that Jen believed it was out of pure curiosity.

Jen looked at her and giggled. “That would be funny” she said.

Katie blushed and giggled too, then she had an idea, perhaps she could get Jen to consider it to be a game.

“We could play make believe” Katie said “…and pretend that we are babies again” she told Jen, “You know, goo goo ga ga” she said in a babyish voice.

Jen giggled, “ga ga goo goo” she replied, sticking her thumb in her mouth.

Katie laughed. “So do you want to play?” she asked.

Jen looked at her smiling shyly, “will you really wet your diaper too?” she asked Katie.

Katie blushed harder and whispered “Yes”.

Jen giggled and stuck her thumb back in her mouth, “mgoo moggoo maga maga” she muttered with her thumb still in her mouth.

Katie giggled at her “ga ga goo goo” she responded; then she got out of bed and squatted next to her sister on the floor. Katie had to pee desperately, this was a normal morning ritual, but today, it would not be done on the toilet. She looked up at her sister, stuck her thumb in her mouth and concentrated. Her pajama bottoms were still partially pulled down exposing her Pamper.

Jen now squatted down in front of Katie, still with her thumb in her mouth, she watched as Katie’s eyes rolled upwards and then closed, then a smile came across her face.

Katie could not believe it, at first she had troubled relaxing her bladder, but then, she was able to release a small trickle, which immediately turned into a flood, she was wetting her diaper, and it felt wonderful!.

Jen looked on for what seemed like a full minute as her sister relaxed in front of her. Jen looked down at the crotch of Katie’s Pamper and saw that it was getting thicker and slightly yellowish right before her eyes.

Jen giggled, realizing she still had her thumb in her mouth, she removed the thumb pointed at Katie and said “goo goo ga ga” and burst into laughter. Her older sister had just peed in her diaper while Jen watched, the eight year old found this hysterical, she laughed harder than she had ever laughed…and before she knew it, she had lost control and was wetting her own already soaked diaper.

Katie was ecstatic again, a strange euphoria had come over her as she felt the warmth and wetness spreading throughout her diaper; she was again in a state of bliss. When she opened her eyes, she saw Jen crouched in front of her laughing with tears in her eyes, suddenly Jen stopped laughing and froze, a look of worry came over her face and she stared right into Katie’s eyes.

“What?” Katie asked.

“I just had an accident” Jen whispered, the look of worry turned to a look of shame. “I couldn’t help it, I was laughing too hard” she added.

Katie giggled “That’s ok silly, you’re a baby remember, babies wet their diapers…goo goo ga ga” she added, sticking her thumb back in her mouth.

Jen smiled. “So what does if feel like to you?” she asked her sister.

“Just like you said, warm and squishy” Katie smiled.

“Do you like the way it feels?” Jen asked.

This was the question Katie had hoped to avoid, but Jen had seemed to get into the spirit of the baby game, perhaps a truthful answer would be fine considering they were playing.

“Yeah, it’s not bad” Katie answered, “ga ga goo goo” she said and then stuck her thumb back in her mouth. Jen laughed, which was exactly the reaction Katie had hoped for, it told her that Jen was enjoying the game and that she had probably accepted Katie’s answer as part of the fun of playing a pretend game with her older sister.

The girls stopped their play and climbed back into their beds, they knew that their mother would be shouting down the hall telling them to get up and get ready for school soon, under the circumstances, their mother would probably be in to check on them and see if Jen had wet her diaper during the night.

The same thought was on both of their minds, it was Jen who spoke first to raise the question, “Katie what are you going to tell mom about your wet diaper?” Jen said, “Do you think you will get in trouble?” She added.

Katie thought for a moment. “Umm, I guess I’ll tell her that I really had to go badly and had problems getting the diaper off before it was too late.” She answered.

Katie had worked this out in her head quickly, she wasn’t sure it would work but it was all she could think of. Katie hoped that her mother could not possibly think that she had wet the diaper on purpose, and that an accident due to the diaper tapes would be an acceptable explanation.

“Hey, what are we going to tell her about your diaper?” Katie asked, “It’s totally soaked now and it looks like you just peed in it again?”

“I’ll just tell her the truth” said Jen. “I’ll say I laughed so hard about you having an accident in your diaper that I wet mine again.” Jen replied.

Katie blushed, “That should work” she said.

To be continued…

Thanks for the feedback everyone, I may have another chapter to follow this one by tomorrow evening, however it may have to wait until later in the week. Keep the comments coming.

Enjoy

-Lizzy

Chapter 7

“Good morning girls” Mrs. Johnston said as she entered Katie and Jen’s room. “Did you both sleep well?” she asked.

“Mom my pajamas and bed are dry!” Jen said with a slight tone of excitement. “But I wet my diaper though” she added, hanging her head in shame.

“Oh Jenny, its ok sweetie, see how easy it is now, the diaper keeps your sheets and pajamas dry, isn’t that better than waking up in a wet bed like you did yesterday?” Her mother asked.

“Yeah” Jen answered shyly.

“Katie sweetheart you can take your diaper off now, I’ll help Jen get cleaned up.” Mrs. Johnston said to her oldest daughter.

Katie thought about this, her mother didn’t even consider that she might be wet too; perhaps she was in the clear.

“Mom, Katie had an accident!” Jen said giggling.

“Jen!” Katie shouted, her sister had tattled on her!

“What?” Mrs. Johnston said. “Jenny, are you teasing?” she asked.

“No Mom, she did! She did! and I….ummm” Jen said excitedly before pausing.

“You what?” Mrs. Johnston asked Jen.

“ummm, I laughed at her and was laughing so hard that I wet my diaper again” she said.

Oh Jenny, for goodness sake!” Mrs. Johnston said with a surprised tone. “Katie, is this true, did you have an accident in your diaper?” She asked.

“umm yes” Katie whispered with a look of embarrassment and shame on her face.

“Did it happen while you were asleep?” Her mother asked.

“No Mommy” Katie replied. She started talking frantically, “I had to go when I woke up, and I couldn’t get the tapes off fast enough, and it started coming out and…so I…I wet my diaper” Katie said in a defeated tone.

She started to cry, Katie had discovered when she was 9 that she was able to make herself cry easily even if she wasn’t sad. This, she thought was a nice touch, hopefully enough to convince her mother that the wet diaper was just an accident.

Jen giggled. Mrs. Johnston shushed her, “Jen stop that, Katie hasn’t laughed at you for wetting your bed, it’s not fair to tease her for having an accident. After all, she wore the diaper to show you that it would be alright didn’t she?” Mrs. Johnston said to Jen.

Jen hung her head in shame again, “I’m sorry” she said.

“Don’t say it to me, tell your sister you’re sorry” Mrs. Johnston responded.

Jen looked at Katie, “I’m sorry Katie. I didn’t mean it, thanks for wearing the diaper with me”. Jen told her sister.

Katie slowed her sobs to a halt, her tears stopped.

“Katie sweetheart, it was very nice of you to help your sister out last night, I’m sorry you had an accident, I’m not upset with you.” Mrs. Johnston said, consoling her oldest daughter. “Do you need help getting the diaper off now? Or do you think you can do it yourself?” She asked Katie.

Katie paused; she wiped her tears with the sleeve of her pajamas. “I think I can do it myself” she said.

“That’s a good girl” Mrs. Johnston told her, she then helped Jen out of bed “Come on Jenny, lets get you into the bathroom and get that wet diaper off of you, you’re going to need a shower before school and so is Katie.

Jen threw back her covers and slid out of bed, her diaper crinkled as she moved. Mrs. Johnston had turned toward the door. Jen looked at Katie who winked at her. Jen smiled and winked back at Katie, she felt happy to be sharing a secret with her older sister, for the moment this took her mind off of her bedwetting problem and the fact that she was back in diapers because of it. She turned and skipped over towards her mother, her diaper crinkling loudly as she did. Katie put her hand to her mouth and stifled a giggle, then quickly pulled it away.

Mrs. Johnston turned to face Katie as Jen skipped past her through the door, “Sweetie, you can take your diaper off and put it in the trash can, then put your bathrobe on and wait for Jen to finish her shower. Just call me if you need help with the diaper ok sweetie?” Mrs. Johnston said as she led Jen off to the bathroom.

Katie couldn’t believe it, her plan had worked perfectly, not only did Jen have fun playing her baby game; their mother had believed that Katie’s wet diaper was purely an accident. Her mother had even called her a “good girl” again. This was too good to be true! She was getting everything she had hoped for Katie thought as she lay in bed.

Katie reached down to feel the front of her wet diaper one last time before she had to take it off, she gently squeezed the front of the Pamper, pushing the warm wet mass against her skin, this felt strangely satisfying to her, she didn’t want to stop but knew she had too get out of bed as her mother had asked her too.

The sound of the shower being turned on from the bathroom down the hall broke Katie’s concentration and stirred her into action; she pulled off her pajama bottoms, and unfastened the diaper tapes to remove her wet Pamper.

Katie carefully rolled herself off of the wet diaper, picked it up off of the bed and dropped it in the trash. She then fetched her bathrobe from the closet and waited for Jen’s shower to be finished.

Shortly after, while the girls finished getting themselves cleaned and dressed, Mrs. Johnston went down to the Kitchen where her husband Ray was pouring himself a cup of coffee.

Ray and Ellen Johnston had been married for sixteen years, they were raising their two daughters’ in a cozy New England suburb, Ellen was in real estate and Ray managed a local bank branch, the house was modest, the kitchen was large, but not enormous, it tended to be the room in which most family conversations were held.

Ray glanced up from the sports section as Ellen walked in “How’d Jen do last night? Was she dry this morning?” he asked.

Ellen sighed, “Unfortunately not, but she did seem happy that her bed and PJs weren’t wet, maybe I won’t have such a hard time getting her diapered tonight.” Ellen replied.

“That was very big of Katie to wear one too.” Ray said. “It’s nice of her to help her sister like that.” He added.

“Yes it is, but there is a small problem.” Ellen replied.

“Really? What’s the problem, I thought it was Katie’s suggestion” her husband said.

“Well, Katie was wet too this morning” Ellen answered, Ray looked up from his paper again.

“She says she had an accident because she couldn’t get the diaper unfastened in time to make it to the bathroom.” Ellen explained.

Ray thought about this for a moment and then spoke, “So she had a little accident, I’m sure she tried to make it on time.” He said, sipping his coffee.

“That’s just it honey, I don’t know if it was an accident.” Ellen said.

“You mean you don’t believe her?” Ray asked.

Ellen thought for a moment. “I don’t know, I guess I should, I mean she broke into tears when she told me about it.” She answered. “It just seems strange, Katie’s 11 years old now, she figured out how to take her diaper off when she was three and a half, you remember the problems we had with that don’t you” Ellen asked.

Ray practically spit his coffee out, “Do I ever, I had to clean up a poopy crib more than once when she figured that trick out…I’m glad we got her trained shortly after.” Ray said, chuckling through his reply.

Ellen didn’t respond, she was quite for a moment with a curious look on her face.

Her husband looked up at her from his newspaper; he noticed his wife seemed concerned. “Hun, you don’t think she wet the diaper on purpose do you?” Ray asked.

Ellen walked to the counter and poured herself a cup of coffee, then turned to face her husband. “I don’t know Ray, I guess I believe her, I just thought it was strange, you know?”

Ray went back to reading the paper, “I wouldn’t worry about it dear, I’m sure it was just an accident, she hasn’t worn a diaper since she was almost four; you can’t expect her to remember how to get it off easily. And besides, she may have forgotten she had it on to begin with, you’ve seen how groggy she is when she first wakes up; she practically walks around half awake.”

He took another sip of coffee and continued “The important thing is, Katie helped you convince Jenny to wear a diaper last night, and we don’t have to wash any sheets or pajamas this morning” Ray said.

“I guess you’re right” Ellen said as she put down her coffee and set to work fixing breakfast for the girls. She still thought the situation was unusual, but she would let it go for the moment.

To be continued.

Hi everyone, sorry for the wait, it's been a busy week. I had to think about this one, wasn't quite sure what I had in store for Katie, but I've got a few tricks up my sleeve...I don't want to give anything away but there will be some twists ahead.

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-Lizzy

Chapter 8

Over the course of the week Katie had continued to successfully pull off the warm water trick making her little sister wet her diaper during sleep 3 more times. Even though Jen appeared to be happy about not waking up in wet pajamas and a wet bed, she was still putting up fights at bedtime before being diapered.

This worked out to Katie’s advantage as little Jen would happily allow their mother to diaper her if Katie agreed to let Mrs. Johnston put a diaper on her as well. Jen would insist that Katie “go first” when it was time to be diapered.

Katie had not wet her diaper since the morning after the girls’ first night in diapers, and Mrs. Johnston was beginning to think that perhaps Katie’s wet diaper really had been just an accident as her daughter had said.

Since Jen seemed to be wetting fairly regularly Mrs. Johnston didn’t mind letting her older daughter help ease the situation at bed time by allowing Katie to wear a diaper as well. However with two girls now in diapers at night time, she found that their supply of diapers was running out quickly.

The girl’s mother thought she may be able to reuse Katie’s dry diapers each evening to save their supply. However while the Pampers Ultra Plus did advertise “sure fit tapes” which could be refastened to adjust the fit, the tapes didn’t seem to stick well on second use.

To complicate matters, Jen would complain and pout if Katie did not receive the exact same treatment at bedtime that she was subjected to…mainly, a fresh Pamper out of the package in the closet. Jen secretly hoped that this action would cause the supply of diapers to run out soon which might give her a night without having to wear one. Even though she knew her mother would purchase more if the diapers ran out, Jen held on to this silly hope, that maybe if they used up all of the diapers, she would some how magically stop wetting her bed at night.

At the end of the week, Ellen Johnston decided that this was a small price to pay for avoiding the fight with Jen each evening. To remedy the situation she had gone shopping during the day while the girls were at School. She had purchased an economy package of Pampers Ultra Plus, containing 96 diapers; this would keep both girls Pampered at night for more than a month.

When the girls arrived home from school on Friday afternoon, they went upstairs to change out of their school cloths as was their normal routine. They were surprised to see the large box of Pampers as well as a supply of baby wipes and container of baby powder in their closet. Jen had a pouting look on her face when she saw the diaper supplies. Katie, standing behind her sister, grinned from ear to ear.

On Friday evenings, the girls were allowed to stay up until 11 and watch a rented move on VCR tape. The girls loved Friday nights mostly because it was one of the few times that they were actually allowed to use the small color TV and VCR in their room which had been a Christmas present last year. The catch was; Katie and Jen had to be dressed and ready for bed by eight O’clock.

This schedule had always worked for the Johnston’s, it gave Katie and Jen exactly what they wanted…the chance to stay up until 11 or until they fell asleep, whichever came first, and it gave Ray and Ellen some quite time alone after dinner.

Tonight Jen had picked out the rental, the girls would be watching “The Black Stallion Returns” this was Jen’s favorite movie, she had a love for horses which was not uncommon for girls her age. Katie had seen the film before as well, what was on her mind were the diapers that were waiting upstairs.

After dinner, Mrs. Johnston scooted the girls off to their room to get ready for bed. Jen was noticeably stalling; this had become a regular occurrence at bedtime since her return to diapers.

“Jenny, don’t you want to watch you’re movie?” Mrs. Johnston asked in an attempt to hurry her youngest daughter along. Ellen too had plans for the evening, sharing a bottle of wine with her husband and whatever that may bring…

“Yeah” replied Jen, quietly.

“Well sweetie you know the rules, the movie starts when you two are ready for bed, now get up stairs kiddo.” Her mother said.

“Come on Jen, I’ll go first as usual” Katie said; trying to sound as though her agreement to wear diapers with Jen was a chore. Secretly Katie could not wait to get upstairs and be diapered for bed.

Katie led a reluctant Jen up to their room with their Mother following behind, Mrs. Johnston turn to face her husband who was cleaning up the rest of the dishes from the table. “Don’t you go anywhere, I expect you to have some wine waiting for me when I return” she said to her husband with a smile.

“You can count on it.” Mr. Johnston answered.

Moments later Katie, Jen, and their mother were in the girls’ bedroom, beginning the new nightly ritual known as “diaper time”. Katie knew that if she didn’t go first, Jen would put up a fight with their mother. She also knew that she would receive much praise and affection from their mother by allowing herself to be diapered…not to mention the feeling of warmth, comfort and security she received from wearing the Pampers.

Katie put her pajama top on and left her bottoms off for the moment. She stood half naked by her bedside while her mother retrieved a Pamper from the closet. Katie noticed that her mother had also brought the baby powder from the closet.

Jen saw this too; she had seen the baby powder in the closet earlier but had hoped that her mother hadn’t really intended to use it.

“Mom! What’s that for, we’re not babies!?” Jen shouted when she saw that her mother intended to use the baby powder on her older sister.

“Jenny, this is to keep you from getting a rash, Doctor Larson recommended it.” Her mother answered, “Katie sweetie, you don’t have a problem with a little baby powder do you?” Mrs. Johnston asked her oldest daughter. “No mommy it’s ok.” Katie answered. “Jenny, it won’t hurt you, and the faster we get dressed, the sooner we can watch the movie” she added, looking over at Jen.

“You see sweetie, you’re big sister doesn’t mind it, you’re a good girl Katie” Mrs. Johnston said.

Katie blushed, she felt butterflies in her stomach which she knew were caused by a combination of happiness from the praise her mother showered on her and the anticipation of the diaper that would soon be on her.

Mrs. Johnston lay a towel down on Katie’s bed which she intended to collect any stray baby powder. She then patted the towel with her hand indicating that Katie should lay down on it.

Katie climbed onto the bed and positioned herself on the towel; she instinctively lifted her legs for her mother, waiting for the diaper. To her surprise, rather than seeing a Pamper slid beneath her waiting bottom, Katie’s behind was showered with a generous helping of baby powder, which was followed by the feeling of her mothers hand rubbing the powder around her bottom and between it’s cheeks…this was an odd sensation, after the initial shock had faded, Katie felt an extreme happiness and a closeness to her mother that she had not felt for several years, memories of her early childhood came rushing back to her and she smiled with her eyes closed.

“That’s a good girl, hold still for mommy” her mother said softly. Now finished with the powder, she unfolded the Pamper and slid the bottom half under Katie’s waiting behind. Mrs. Johnston lowered Katie’s legs placing her bottom on the diaper. Katie spread her legs without thinking, as her mother then showered her groin with baby powder and again, gently spread it around with her hand. Katie was in a trance now, smiling dumbly at the ceiling as her mother completed the task of pulling the diaper up between her legs and taping it securely around her waist.

“Ok Sweetie, all done” said Mrs. Johnston. This broke Katie’s trance and she rolled over onto her stomach, now wearing nothing but her pajama top and a diaper which she could hear crinkle as she rolled. Her mother gave her a few gentle pats on her pampered bottom “Good girl for holding still, now go get your PJ bottoms sweetie.” Her mother said.

Mrs. Johnston now turned her attention to little Jen. “Ok Jenny, see how good your sister was, now it’s your turn to show me how good of a girl you can be too” she told Jen.

Jen, who had been waiting on her bed in just her pajama top rolled over to let her mother lay the towel down on her own bed. She then rolled back onto the towel and assumed the diapering position. Katie watched as her mother made quick work of powdering her sister, then slid the Pamper under little Jen’s behind, brought it up between her legs and taped it into place.

When Jen rolled over Mrs. Johnston gave her the same gentle love pat on her diapered behind that she had given Katie. “You’re a good girl Jenny just like your big sister” she said. “Now get your PJ bottoms on while Katie gets the VCR ready to start.”

“Come on Jen, hurry up!” Katie said excitedly. Jen quickly jumped off her bed and trotted over to the dresser where her pajama pants were waiting. Katie smiled, she could hear Jen’s diaper crinkle as her sister moved.

When Jen had finished she ran back over and jumped into bed with Katie so she could see the TV better. The TV was on Katie’s side of the room and the two girls would always snuggle together in one bed on movie nights.

Katie pulled the covers up and grabbed the remote off her night stand. “Turn out the lights mom hurry” Katie said excitedly.

“Ok girls, enjoy the movie, and remember, the TV goes off at 11…Your father will stop in to check on you then.” Mrs. Johnston said as she kissed each of her daughters good night and then switched off the light.

“nite mom” Katie said.

“Good night mommy” said Jen.

Mrs. Johnston closed the door and smiled. As she descended the stairs to join her husband in the living room, she realized that she felt loved and needed by her daughters in a way that gave her a happiness she had not felt since the girls were younger.

Ellen still had concerns about allowing her oldest daughter to wear the diapers at night. She knew this was against the social norm and that her own Mother would probably not approve of this treatment. But somehow Ellen felt a new sense of love and attachment to her daughters. For now, Ellen thought, she would keep this feeling to herself.

Katie and Jen snuggled close together in Katie’s bed, both giggling with excitement as the movie started.

While Katie fast forwarded the tape through the copyright warning, Jen spoke. “Katie?” she said shyly.

“Yeah?” Katie replied.

“Can we play babies again?” Jen asked.

Katie paused the tape and looked Jen in the eyes; a smile came across her face. “Goo goo ga ga” she said to her sister.

Jen giggled “ga ga goo goo” she answered and then stuck her thumb in her mouth.

Katie giggled and started the movie again. Eventually the girls fell asleep in Katie’s bed, shortly after 11 their father came in and turned off the TV. He left the sleeping girls in Katie’s bed, gave each a kiss on the forehead, and whispered goodnight as he left the room and shut the door.

To be continued

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-Lizzy
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Lizzy

Chapter 9

Katie awoke early on Saturday morning to find her sister Jen sleeping beside her with Charlie bear clutched close to her side. It was not uncommon for the girls to wake up in the same bed on Saturday mornings after a night of movie viewing from Katie’s bed; typically after the movie was over the girls would watch MTV until they fell asleep.

Jen stirred a bit but continued sleeping. Katie glanced at the clock, it was only five thirty and still dark out, the girls normally didn’t wake up until almost eight on Saturdays, then they would watch cartoons in their room until either Mrs. or Mr. Johnston called them down to breakfast.

Katie realized right away that she had fallen asleep and had not been able to pull of the warm water trick on Jen the previous evening. Now she lay in bed beside her sister whose diaper was probably dry. Katie felt a slight pressure in her bladder and knew that she would eventually need to get to the bathroom. As she shifted her position she felt the sensation of the diaper between her legs. This reminded her that Jen had wanted to play the baby game again.

Katie wanted to feel the warmth of a wet diaper again, but what would her mother say? How would she explain another accident to her mom? Katie lay in bed; she didn’t want to go through the process of removing the diaper and walking down the hall to the bathroom to use the toilet. Her sister was still asleep, and Katie didn’t want to risk waking Jen up this early.

Katie had to make a decision. Would she be able to get out of bed and remove her diaper without waking Jen, or should she wet her diaper again and try to pass it off to her mother as another accident due to diaper tapes?

Katie thought about the situation she didn’t want to risk waking up her sister by getting out of bed. Jen’s diaper would be dry when she woke, Katie thought, which would make her sister happy.

Katie’s need to pee was not urgent; she knew she could hold it. Since she had not been able to pull off the warm water trick on Jen last night, perhaps she could convince her sister to wet the diaper on purpose later in the morning while playing the baby game.

Katie lifted the covers to see if doing so would disturb Jen’s sleep, as she did so, Katie caught a familiar smell wafting from below the covers…the smell of urine. Katie was surprised and confused; she reached her hand down to her own diaper only to find it dry. She thought for a moment, and then a look of shock came to her face, had Jen wet her diaper?

Katie gently shifted herself into a position where she could reach the front of her sister’s diaper with her hand. She very carefully slid her hand down the front of Jen’s diaper to confirm what her nose had already told her. Jen’s diaper was soaked!

Katie was shocked; she carefully pulled her hand back without waking Jen. Was this for real? Jen had wet her diaper during the night, and Katie had not put her sister’s hand in warm water. Jen had wet all by herself!

The feelings of guilt returned to Katie. How could this be? Had Jen really wet during her sleep all on her own? Could repeated use of the warm water trick have somehow turned Jen into a real bed wetter?

Katie felt horrible, she had known for days that she had past the point of no return with her plan, but now had she actually gone too far? She had thought that if she ever really wanted to end this, all she would have to do is allow Jen to remain dry for two weeks.

What would happen now? Would Jen continue to wake up wet all by herself or was this just a random accident? Would Katie have to wear diapers at night too until Jen really did outgrow this problem? Katie was worried, and still very sleepy, forgetting about her slight need to pee, she closed her eyes and eventually drifted back into sleep...

“Katie I wet my diaper again…” said Jen.

“Oh don’t worry Jenny, it’ll be ok” Katie answered as she handed her sister a baby bottle.

Jen took the bottle and began sucking on it. Something seemed strange to Katie, why had she given Jen a baby bottle? Her sister appeared to be smaller, she looked more like 6 years old than 8. “Jenny what happened to you?” she asked.

“You did this to me Katie…” Jen answered, dropping the bottle and letting it roll of the bed and onto the floor.

Katie stared in horror as her sister continued to get younger. “Jenny what are you doing! Stop it, come back!” she yelled as her sister now appeared to be no more than 4.

“me can’t come back Katie, you made me pee pee and now me baby again…” Jen answered, her voice was high and babyish.

“Jenny please Stop! I’m sorry I made you wet the bed Please come back!” Katie yelled, but it was no hope, she now held her baby sister in her arms, Jen’s body was now the size of an 8 month old baby girl, she had no words to answer, all she could do was cry.

“Katherine Johnston!” what have you done!? Came a shout from above.

Katie looked up to see her mother standing over her, with a look of anger on her face. Mrs. Johnston reached down and took baby Jen from Katie’s arms.

“Mommy I’m sorry I didn’t…”

“No excuses young lady! Mrs. Johnston shouted. “This time you’ve gone too far!” she said.

“Mom I didn’t know…” Katie stammered, trying to apologize for what she had done to her sister.

“Just look at what you’ve done to your sister, now Jen will have to grow up all over again!” Mrs. Johnston said.

Katie stood with her head hanging in shame.

“Well young lady, I’m not going to let you get off easy, you wanted to help your sister with the problem, so you’re going to join her!”

Katie looked up with a look of confusion as her mother snapped her fingers. Katie felt a strange sensation, the room appeared to be getting bigger; her mother seemed to be getting taller. The Katie realized what was happening she was shrinking too just as Jen had.

“Mommy Nooooo Pwweeesssssss” were all the words Katie could get out before her voice was gone and replaced by the wailing cries of a baby girl.

Katie found herself lying on her back in a crib, her tiny legs kicking in the air and her arms flailing at her sides. Her mother loomed over her; Mrs. Johnston’s enormous arm reached down and stuck a pacifier in Katie’s mouth. Katie felt her diaper being changed. Suddenly her baby sister was lying by her side; Katie was looking directly into Jen’s eyes. Jen’s eyes were sad; they seemed to be asking “why did you do this to me?”

The sound of rain could be heard from outside the window, the sound grew louder, it was a down pour. Katie looked around the room, the girls’ room was now decorated as a baby’s nursery, pink walls, alphabet letters and numbers, a big giraffe and other animals…the sound of rain grew louder still as if it were inside the room now.

Katie looked across the room to the dresser, it was gone and had been replaced with a changing table which was well stocked with diapers, wipes and powder. The walls began to fade; the sound of rain was replaced by rushing water. Katie could see that the walls were now a waterfall, and the room was filling up around her. The crib began to float; it floated out the door and into the hallway.

Suddenly Katie found herself standing near the rollercoaster at six flags, she was 11 again. Across the way stood the same young girl that she had seen with the wet pants on her birthday. This time the girl was not wearing pants, she had on nothing but a diaper and t-shirt. The girl pointed at Katie and laughed. Katie looked down at herself, she too was dressed in nothing but a t-shirt and what appeared to be a very wet diaper.

“Katie, wake up!” Jen said, gently shaking her sister.

Katie opened her eyes, as they adjusted to the light; she saw that the room was back to normal. Jen lay next to her in bed, propped on her elbow with Charlie bear in her other arm. Jen had returned to her eight year old self. It had all been a dream, just a bad dream. Katie sighed with relief.

“Katie I wet my diaper again last night” Jen whispered.

Katie remembered now that Jen had wet without the use of the warm water trick. “Oh Jenny I’m sorry, it’s ok, you’re going to be ok” she hugged her sister. Katie was relieved to be awake and no longer trapped in the frightening nightmare in which she and her sister had been reduced to real babies.

“Katie I know it’s ok, I have my diaper on, I didn’t get your bed wet” Jen said, she was surprised by her sisters affectionate hug.

Katie smiled as she released her embrace; she let out a slight laugh. “I know silly, I was just…Jenny I just want you to know that I’m going to help you with this problem for as long as it takes” she told her sister.

“Katie, are we still playing babies?” Jen asked.

Katie smiled and blushed; she stuck her thumb in her mouth. Jen giggled.

“Katie, are you going to wet your diaper again like last time” Jen whispered with a smile on her face.

Katie thought about this, she suddenly realized she did not feel the need to pee which was usually the first thing she needed to do in the morning. Then she felt a different sensation, her diaper was warm…a look of shock came over Katie’s face. She reached her hand below the covers, into her pajama bottoms and touched the front of her diaper, it was soaked!

“Katie what’s wrong?” Jen asked, seeing the look of shock on her sister’s face.

“I…I don’t…oh no!” Katie stammered.

“What is it?” Jen asked

“I…I think I wet my diaper too.” Katie said. “In my sleep” she added with a tone of fright and concern.

Jen looked at her with a look of shock and surprise.

To Be Continued

Trouble in the Johnston household...what's going to happen next? I really haven't thought that far ahead, but I'm sure I'll come up with something. Thanks for all the compliments and feedback. If you keep reading, I'll keep writing.

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-Lizzy

Chapter 10

Katie had a look of real worry, almost fright on her face. ‘This can’t be real’ she thought to herself, not only had her little sister wet in her sleep for real, now she had had a night time accident too! ‘How could this have happened?’ Katie thought.

Worry turned to fear, and then panic, and before she could think rationally about her situation, Katie burst into tears.

“Katie, don’t cry, I’ll get mom” Jen said.

Katie’s eyes grew wide at this as she gasped for breath through her sobs, she tried to tell Jen no, but it was too late, her sister had leapt out of bed and was already trotting towards the door. Katie couldn’t control her tears, she was sobbing so hard that she could not hear the sound of Jen’s diaper crinkling beneath her pajama bottoms as she moved across the room.

Jen was gone; she had opened the door and disappeared into the hallway. Katie’s mind was racing, what was she going to do? Why had she wet herself in her sleep? What would her mother do? Was this her punishment for playing a dirty trick on her little sister all for her own amusement and pleasure?

Katie couldn’t believe she had wet herself, more questions filled her thoughts. What if Jen really did have a bedwetting problem now? Had her warm water trick been the cause? And what if Katie’s own accident became a continuous problem? Would she and her sister be stuck in diapers at night until the bedwetting stopped? What if it never stopped? Would Katie and Jen be stuck in diapers at night for the rest of their lives? All of these thoughts sped through Katie’s mind as she lay in bed with her face buried in her pillow. Her sobs continued.

Jen ran back into the room followed by her mother.

“She had an accident in her diaper mom; she wet the bed just like me!” Jen said “She won’t stop crying” she added.

“Katie sweetheart what happened? Said Mrs. Johnston as she walked over and sat on the edge of her daughter’s bed. She put her hand gently on Katie’s head and stroked her hair. “Shhhh there there, don’t cry sweetheart, tell me what happened, it’s going to be alright” her mother said, trying to console her daughter.

Katie’s sobs finally slowed, she turned her face to the side and spoke.

“I had a bad dream” Katie told her mother, her voice still shaky from all the crying. “And I think I wet my diaper in my sleep”…she said, beginning to sob softly again.

“Oh Katie, sweetie don’t cry, it’s going to be ok” Mrs. Johnston gave Katie a hug and held her for several minutes until she stopped crying. Jen sat quietly on her bed watching.

“Jen sweetie, are you wet too?” Mrs. Johnston asked softly while consoling Katie.

“Yes Mommy” Jen said softly with a hint of embarrassment in her voice.

“Okay sweetie take your PJ bottoms off and go wait for me in the bath room, I’ll come help you get your diaper off in just a minute ok Jenny?” Her mother said.

“Okay” replied Jen. She got of the bed, pulled off her pajama bottoms revealing her wet pamper. She placed the pajama bottoms on her bed and scampered off to the bathroom to wait for her mother, her diaper crinkling all the way.

When Jen had left the room Mrs. Johnston broke her embrace with Katie and looked her daughter in the eyes.

“Katie, are you sure you wet the diaper in your sleep?” she asked.

Katie was startled, why did her mother think she wasn’t sure? Did her mom think she had wet the diaper on purpose? She wondered.

“Yes mommy, I didn’t know I was wet until I woke up, I was dreaming…about…” Katie stopped herself, she couldn’t tell her mother the details of her dream.

“Dreaming about what sweetie?” her mother pushed her to continue.

“Well it was raining…” Katie said. “In my dream, it was raining inside the house, and then there were waterfalls in the room…and the crib…I mean the bed, floated into the hall. And then Jenny woke me up. That’s when I noticed I was wet.” Katie said, with tears still in her eyes.

“There was a crib in your dream?” Mrs. Johnston asked.

“No it was a bed” Katie replied.

“You said crib though” Her mother said.

“Yeah, I can’t remember, it was weird there was lots of water around anyway.” Katie said nervously.

Mrs. Johnston was quite for a moment. She believed her daughter this time, and was concerned about her oldest daughter now wetting the bed too. Perhaps this was just an accident. Ellen supposed it was entirely possible that her 11 year old daughter may have had a scary dream that caused her to wet. All the same she thought she should probably schedule an appointment for Katie to see Dr. Larson again this week.

“Katie it’s going to be alright sweetie, I’m sure it was just a scary dream. I’m proud of you for helping your sister with her bedwetting issue. Our minds do funny things to us sometimes, maybe wearing the diapers with Jen made you have a bad dream that caused the accident. If you don’t want to wear the diapers at night with Jen, I’ll talk to your sister and make her wear them alone.”

Katie was quite, she thought about this for a moment, maybe she did wet because somewhere in her sleepy head she knew she had the diaper on. But what she knew to be more likely was that she wet because she felt guilty for what she had done to Jen. Had she turned her sister into a real bed wetter? And had she also inadvertently done the same thing to herself out of guilt? Only time would tell…and if she was right, and didn’t have a diaper on this evening, the answer to her question may prove to be a soaked bed and wet PJs.

“It’s ok mommy, I’ll wear the diapers with Jen…besides, what if it happens again?” she said looking at her mother.

“Katie don’t worry, I’m going to take you to see Dr. Larson this week, she’ll check to make sure you’re not sick…sometimes girls can get infections that can cause this sort of thing. I’m sure Dr. Larson will tell you that this is nothing to worry about ok?”

“Okay” Katie replied softly.

“Good girl, now lets get that wet diaper off of you.” Her mother said as she got of the bed and retrieved Katie’s bathrobe from the closet. Katie pulled down the covers and slid her pajama bottoms off exposing her soaked Pamper.

“That must have been a scary dream” said Mrs. Johnston when she saw Katie’s thoroughly soaked diaper.

Katie blushed. Her mother unfastened the tapes and opened the front of Katie’s diaper, she then helped her daughter up off of the diaper and handed Katie her bathrobe. Mrs. Johnston rolled up the wet diaper, taped it against itself and dropped it in the trash can.

“Good girl, why don’t you watch some cartoons while I get Jenny cleaned up, you can take a shower when she’s done okay sweetie?”

“Yes Mommy” Katie said, she was beginning to cheer up a bit yet she was worried about the possibility that she had caused this situation for herself. She had gotten everything she wanted out of her plan. Jen was back in diapers, she was also in diapers…but had she gotten more than she bargained for? Was this just an accident? Or would she and Jen be wetting the bed regularly all because of Katie’s secret plan?

Mrs. Johnston left Katie alone to watch TV; she proceeded down the hall to the bathroom where she found Jen sitting on the floor in her wet diaper playing with a Barbie doll. She smiled to herself as she watched Jen playing, she felt loved, needed and closer to her daughters than she had been in years.

To Be Continued

Hi everyone, thanks for all the comments. I'm glad the story seems to be well accepted. I finally had time this evening to get back to it. Please let me know what you think. Just a warning, it's been a long week and I was too tired to fully proof this, I'm hoping it's not full of errors.

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-Lizzy

Chapter 11

Katie was fraught with anxiety all day long. She couldn’t get her mind off of what had happened that morning and she worried about what might happen tonight. Her biggest fear was that she had somehow turned herself and her younger sister into real bedwetters.

Katie had been using the warm water trick to make Jen wet at night for almost three weeks, but last night for reasons unknown to her, both she and Jen had wet their diapers during their sleep.

Katie had never wet her bed before, she was 11 years old, there was no explanation she could come to other than she had somehow wet her diaper out of guilt for what she had done to her sister.

Jen had been full of anxiety for the du