Ben had no idea what he was going to do now, he couldn’t go back to the hostel, not now. He couldn’t go back on the coach either. He wasn’t even sure he’d be able to show his face in school again. All he could think was that he’d have to run away. His mind raced with the events of the last 15 minutes, and he continued to cry harder than he could remember ever crying before. He hated this, he hated himself. Why did he have to be this way? No-one else wet the bed at his age. His mum had always told him it wasn’t his fault, and that he’d grow out of it, but he knew now that that was not true. He must deserve this humiliation somehow. It was his fault, Laura was right, he was nothing but a loser, and no girl would ever like him.
Little Bed Wetting Ben Scene 49
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The Worst Summer in My Life Scene 15
She helped me onto the changing table and then cleaned me up and showed me the cloth diaper. Now...
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Meg’s Transformation Scene 153
“I get it,” Carrie said. “We don’t know what you have in mind as far as this is concerned...
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Babysat Till Further Notice Scene 35
I was alone with my dolly, tucked in for a nap. Did she actually expect me to sleep? There...
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Mother Knows Best Scene 1
Irene, like most girls in her late teens, argued with her mother. She thought she was always right....
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Diapers Galore Scene 12
She pulled off her sweater and, clad in her diaper, gave one last look at the diaper girl in...
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The Petticoat & the Evacuee Scene 89
They sit through reading, writing, and arithmetic; watching and listening to the teacher at the front who addresses the...
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Lamp of Love Scene 39
“Come on, Ron. I’d be fun! Haven’t you ever wondered what it felt like to be a baby...
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My Sister’s Birthday Scene 5
“Oh that’s not fair!” I sulked. “She came to my birthday party.” “Yes and your sister knows how...