This is a part of a series that have to deal with a teenage girl named Julie who 
wears diapers.  This one is entitled:


Julie's History


BY: Matthew Moulton 
"BabyMatthew"


	Julie's mom started to noticed that as Julie was getting older 
she seemed very depressed and had a mean attitude.  Julie's mom tried 
simple disciplinary actions like time outs and the like, nothing ever 
serious, and her behavior continued to get worse.  She then started to 
plead with her offering her treats and things, but as before things did 
not improve, in fact they worsened.  
	Now at this point Julie started wetting her bed (on purpose) 
almost every night.  Changing the sheets and doing the laundry was 
getting harder and harder.  Soon she started to wet and mess during the 
day, while they would be out shopping or something.  She would have to 
deal with the embarrassment of taking her 7 year old out of the store in 
wet and messy clothes.  
	Well her mom at this point was getting desperate to find a cure 
and she started doing research into her behaviors.  She found several 
interesting techniques to help her which she compiled together to form 
her plan.  The plan, to put her child back in diapers and treat her like 
the spoiled baby she was.  
	Now obviously when Julie was sat down on the couch and her mom 
told her she would be wearing diapers full time and would be treated like 
a baby, she threw an absolute tantrum.  Rather than do anything about it 
she simply let her have her tantrum as she went about doing her daily 
routine.  
	Julie was getting desperate and started to follow her around telling 
her, "I'm not going to wear diapers!", "I'm not a baby!"  Her mom simply 
ignored her.  After some time Julie started to think maybe her mom wasn't 
really serious about the diapers and babying and she calmed down.  Her mom 
did not mention it for the rest of the evening until about 8:00.  
	"Alright lets get you into your diapers and get you ready for 
bed.", she said very calmly as if it were just a natural part of the daily 
routine for her and her daughter.  
	"Your not serious! Your NOT putting me in a diaper!  I'm 7 years 
old!  I'm not a baby!".  
	"That's enough of that young lady lets get you diapered before you 
have an accident."  She then picked up her screaming daughter and swiftly 
covered her mouth so as to not wake the neighborhood.  She took her 
upstairs and sat down on her bed with her still squirming in her arms.  
She was still trying to scream but she held firm.  
	"Alright Julie, you have a choice.  Either I'm going to put you over 
my knee and give a very serious spanking and then put you in your diapers or 
you can cooperate and let me put you in your diapers.  But I assure you that 
by the end of this evening you WILL be back in diapers and that is how you 
will be for a long time.  Nothing you say, nothing you do is going to change 
it.  Now if you scream at all while I'm putting your diapers on you'll 
get a spanking, understand?"  
	Julie stopped for a moment to take all 
this in.  Her mom never threatened her with a spanking before but she knew 
she was serious just as she was with the diapers.  She nodded and her mom let 
her mouth go.  Now lie down so we can put your diapers on.", Julie's mom said.  
Julie started to protest but her mom swiftly grabbed her and put her over her 
knee.  "All right I guess spanking first and then diapers.", her mom said.  
	"NO! NO, I'll wear the diapers." Julie yelled as her mom pulled up her 
dress and pulled down her panties. 
	"No?  Are you sure?", she asked Julie.  
	"Yes, mommy", Julie replied, she now started to cry hoping the teary 
eyes would end the whole diapering situation right there.  But her mom swiftly 
picked her up and laid her down on the bed as she got out a thick Huggies 
disposable diaper.  She lay sobbing as baby powder was sprinkled over her diaper 
area and then she rubben in baby oil.  
	"There, that's not so bad, see how nice it smells."  But Julie did not 
like the smell, she smelled like a baby and wanted to be a big girl.  The Huggie 
was slid under her but and the thick softness of the diaper was pulled snugly up 
over her crotch and around her waist.  
	Julie was upset after the Huggie was put on and began to say, "I'll take 
it off, I'll take-".  
	"Were not done yet dear.", her mom quickly interrupted her.  Next her mom 
got out several thick pairs of cloth diapers which were snugly fastened over the 
Huggie.  Then a pair of thick pink rubber pants.  Julie did not think the situation 
could get much worse until her mom pulled out a onesie which she pulled down over 
her head and snapped into place.  Then a thick flannel sleeper went on over all this.  
The zipper was in the back and had a special locking device so it could not be 
removed.  
	"Now with this sleeper you won't be able to get at your diapers but just in 
case I have these special gloves to put on your hands.  Her mom grabbed her one hand 
as Julie pulled back saying, "Nooooo.", in a babyish tone.  But the glove went on and 
was tied very securely, then the other.  "There now, your all ready for you new life 
as my sweet little baby Julie."  "Julie now sat there thickly diapered and securely 
wrapped so she couldn't remove anything.  Tears welled up in her eyes and she started 
bawling just like the baby she was acting like.  Her mom picked her up and held her 
close.  
	"shhhhh...it's okay baby...it's okay.", her mom softly cooed in her ear.  The 
crying finaly tired her out, and her mom put her in her bed and tucked her in.  Little 
was she aware that this was her last night in a big girls bed.  
	The next day Julie woke up with dry diapers and asked her mom if she could take 
off her diapers and use the bathroom.  She told her she learned her lesson and would be 
nice from now on.  Her mom simply told her that from now on she would be a baby and the 
diapers were permanent.  She felt crushed at having to be a baby again, knowing all her 
privileges would be revoked and she would have to wet and mess herself right in front 
of everybody and then wait for someone to check her diapers, and change her.  
	She started crying again and soon the pressure was to much, and she wet her 
diapers.  She then pleaded to be changed but her mom simply told her that she was still 
in the very thick nighttime diapers and she had only wet once so they could be worn 
most of morning.  She continued to protest but to no avail and the gloves stayed on so 
she couldn't try and remove them.  
	later she asked if she would take off the gloves.  Her mom told her she couldn't 
trust her yet to leave her diapers on.  She pleaded and pleaded, and said she wouldn't 
try to take her diapers off and she would leave them on.  Her mom decided to give in but 
gave her a stern warning that she was not to touch her diapers and if she did the gloves 
would go back on she would be getting a spanking before her next diaper change.  
	She knew now her mom was serious and did not touch her diapers at all.  That day 
several large packages arrived, including what would be Julie's crib, her high chair, car 
sear, and changing table.  Julie only sat with curiosity as the men brought the packages 
in and started to undo the wrapping and put together the components.  
	It didn't take Julie long to realize her mom was indeed quite serious about her 
being a baby from now on.  She knew her mom wouldn't listen and she couldn't get out of 
the situation so she went into a corner of the house and cried to herself as she sat in 
wet and now messy diapers.  Although the diapers were uncomfortable with the icky mess 
and cold wetness that itched at her skin, she dared no touch them, or even look at them, 
for fear of getting a spanking and having to wear the gloves again.  
	Well the baby items were set up and the workers left.  Julie's mom was putting 
things away and organizing all of Julie's new baby apparel.  At this point Julie was very 
aware this was not something that would just go away, not something that would just be a 
passing phase her mom would soon forget and life would go on.  
	No, from now on she realized she was going to be put into thick diapers everyday 
and taken care of just like a baby.  Although all this was coming at her she was feeling 
a little better and she now for some reason was begining  to enjoy the soft feel of her 
diapers even though she was wet and messy.  
	She also was beginning to enjoy her baby clothes that swaddled her in warmth and 
security.  She knew that she could not take them off without the small key and she wouldn't 
be able to run off or get into trouble, and somehow that made her feel better.  Just then 
she started to wet uncontrollably, only this time she didn't cry but simply enjoyed the 
soft warmth spill over her loins and heat up the cold sodden diaper with new life.  Shortly 
after Julie's mom changed her into a nice fresh clean diaper.  This time there were no 
tears, no fighting, just "Thank you, mommy."