I am 14, and my sister is 11.
Two days ago, she and I were hanging out talking about random shit when the subject of her bedwetting came up. I teased her about it, but she got upset and told my mother about me making fun of her. My mother was enraged, she plays favorites and always favors her over me. She shouted to “wait and see what is going to happen.” I thought nothing too much of it and continued on with my day.
The next day I woke up and all my underwear was missing. It was a school day so I had to get dressed in my uniform very soon at that point. Confused, I went downstairs to enquire my mother where my underwear was and was taken aback when I saw my father at the table, as he was usually still asleep early in the morning.
I asked them about my missing underwear, but they told me that they took it all. They said it was punishment for teasing my sister. After asking them what I was gonna wear under my pants for school, they took out a pack of nappies (diapers). They then told me I was to wear them for school. Unable to see any other alternatives I bit the bullet and put them on, and went to school and the day went quite normally. Though, I was constantly paranoid that people would notice my butt being a bit bigger due to the nappy.
I came home ready to interrogate my parents. My father wasn’t home as he had work, so I went to talk to my mum. As soon as I saw her, she asked if I was still wearing a nappy, which I answered. I told her I was sorry for teasing my sister, but she said I had to learn a lesson and saying sorry wasn’t going to solve anything. I asked her for my underwear back at least, but she said I was going to wear nappies until at least October.
My heart sank; there was no way I had heard what I thought I had. I argued but eventually I grew tired and retreated to my room. I checked my drawers and they were crammed with nappies, baby powder and the likes. I almost broke down right then and there after realising how real the situation was. My sister came by to laugh at me of course, though I knew better than to get angry at her.
At tea, the air was awkward and I didn’t want to start a conversation in fear of someone bringing up the fact I was wearing a nappy. My mum did start talking though, about how her day has been. I tried to reach a certain normality by responding to her normally, but she just talked to me in baby talk, trying to mock me I thought. Even my sister at this point was a bit weirded out and left the table without eating much, though if I had left before eating my whole meal I would have gotten done for it.
My mum and dad started talking to each other about me as if I wasn’t there, I assumed that they had a spoken agreement with each other to treat me like this. At first, they were talking about my school stuff and ordinary things which I blanked out as I was trying to eat my tea. My ears perked up however when my mum started talking about my wearing skirts and that she was thinking of replacing my pants with them to make “it” easier. I had no clue what “it” meant but I ate the rest of my food and went into my room.
A few hours after I had a bath I realised that I hadn’t used the toilet all day; keep in mind it was around 12am, so it was unusual I hadn’t gone even once except maybe in the morning. I got up to use the toilet but found it was locked. I hadn’t noticed earlier, but there was now a lock on the door to the toilet. I was bursting for a pee though, so I went to my room and did what I had to do.
I made use of the nappy bag supply that my parents had put in my bedroom to dispose of the waste, though I am kind of paranoid that they will find it so I plan to take out my rubbish in the morning. I put on a new nappy and am kinda waiting for the next problem I am going to face.
Today, my mum woke up fairly early and came into my room to wake me up. She noticed that there was a used nappy in my bin and said to me that she “expected as much” from me. I asked her why she locked the toilet door up and she told me I didn’t deserve the privilege of using the toilet so that I can experience what my sister does first hand plus more.
I told her that I was sorry that I made fun of her but she said that the discussion has ended and that the punishment is not being stopped until at least October. She then asks me to show her that I was still wearing the diaper and she commented on the fact that I was “still dry.”
I then went downstairs to have some breakfast, and my mum followed suit. Trying to annoy her, I asked her if she could make my breakfast and then sat down at the table expectantly. Much to my surprise, she didn’t argue with me at first and made me some cereal. She then sat across from me and started to move the spoon from the bowl to my mouth, offering to feed me.
I decided to not argue and let her feed me, thinking that in the long term she would get tired looking after me. I suddenly had the urge to pee, so I did so in order to gross out my mother. It kinda backfired though and instead she checked my nappy and saw that it was wet and ordered me to lie down.
I did so, and a couple minutes later she came back with a new nappy and baby powder. I instantly realised what was going to happen next and she wasted no time in changing me. She told me that if I needed nappies so much, she would have gotten some for me sooner. She then proceeded to tell me that she doesn’t want me to be changed without either her’s, my dad’s or my sister’s permission and promptly left the room.
She returned with a brand new school uniform, I could tell right away it was a girl’s one, I was kinda freaked out but reached to take it nonetheless. She pulled away and said that she was going to dress me herself. I ended up in a blouse, with the school’s blazer on top. I wore knee-high socks, a pleated skirt and Mary Jane shoes. I didn’t look too ridiculous, my shoulder-length hair and adrogynous looks had people confused before I ever wore a piece of girl’s clothing.
My sister came down the stairs and was kind of blown away by the fact I was wearing a girl’s uniform. To her credit, she wasn’t mean and actually complimented me a lot, though it was kind of back-handed as she complimented me for how feminine I was. By the time we had to leave, it suddenly sunk in how screwed I was at school. My mum drove us there and I was conscious not only about my uniform, but about my nappy. I was scared my skirt would betray me and flash my nappy to everyone.
My mum explained that she had called my teacher ahead of time and explained one or two things to her about why I was wearing a girl’s uniform. I was panicked and asked if she told her about my nappy wearing, and she said she did. I was mortified, and still am. I also had no idea how my mum managed to convince my teacher that everything was chill.
At school, I got mocked for wearing a girl’s uniform, obviously. Guys would mockingly cat-call me and call me the usual slurs. That said, I think they got bored after a while, and whilst I did get my fair share of being made fun of, I also received a bunch of compliments from girls which was an ego boost, despite the strange circumstance I found myself in.
I wanted to try and go to the toilet at school so I didn’t have to use my nappy, but I didn’t get to the point where I thought I needed it. When my mum came to collect me and my sister, that is the moment I had the sudden urge to poo. I whispered to my mum that I needed a poo, and if she could let me go back to the school to go to the toilet quickly. She refused, and told me that I had a nappy on for a reason so I should use it. On the drive home, I pooped myself, and my sister pulled back my skirt, gagging and shouted out that I did it.
I started to bawl my eyes out, my mum passed a dummy to my sister and told her to “give that to your baby brother so he doesn’t get upset.” My sister commented that I was more like a little sister now, which I didn’t appreciate but I let her put the dummy in my mouth because at the end of the day, I am fond of my sister, she is a nice person.
Admittedly, the dummy did calm me down a lot and when we were at home I was completely calmed down. It was kind of amazing, though I would never admit that for obvious reasons. My dad came and greeted us, he picked me up like a toddler, with one arm tucked under my now smelly butt, and transported me inside.
I was laid down on some sort of changing mat and my mum told my sister to change my nappies for 20£ in pocket money. My sister obliged, but it was probably the most embarrassing thing that has happened so far through these couple of days, and that is saying a lot. She was obviously repulsed and gagged a lot but made sure to talk to me in baby talk and tried to comfort me. Honestly despite the embarrassment, I felt like it was the closest we had ever bonded.
After my nappy change, my mum told me I could go play in my room now. I told her that I needed a drink, but she interrupted me and said I had to speak like a baby until October. I was really thirsty at this point, so I asked “can i pwease have a dwink mummy?” in the cringiest voice I have ever done in my life. She said “that’s a bit better” and I went in my room to play some video games and wait for my drink.
However, my room was completely changed, there was not a gaming console in sight. I am lucky I still have my phone at the moment. Instead of video games and books, my room was filled with baby toys, and my bed had been replaced with a large crib that could weirdly fit me. My mum came in and gave me a baby bottle full of milk, and told me to enjoy my drink. After she left, that’s when I started writing this, as quickly as I could. Idk if I will be allowed my phone for any longer.