Brian did not look forward to traveling with his younger siblings, Mary and David from Albuquerque to Anchorage. They horsed around a lot in the station wagon, constantly complained about everything under the sun, and generally made a long trip seem even longer. What really irritated him the most, though, was their need to stop every 50 miles or so to use the bathroom. He suspected that they did this just to annoy him, since the two kids didn't use the bathroom at home this frequently. Brian got up on Saturday, and finished packing the car. He went over his checklist, and made a mark next to each item as he found it. In the middle of the list in large red letters was a word : DIAPERS. Brian had worked out a plan - if on the first day of the trip he had to stop every 50 miles, Mary and David would wear the diapers the next and all of the following days.

With everything loaded and secured, Brian gathered up his siblings and put them in the car. They said goodbye to everyone, visited the bathroom one last time, made sure that the cellular phone and CB were functioning, and then pulled out of the driveway to start on their journey. Mary and David were excited at first, but they slowly settled down. For children that were only 10 years old they were relatively well-behaved as long as there was an adult to watch them. Since Brian was primarily occupied with driving, however, they felt that this gave them free license to play around and bug Brian.

The first day was fine through the first half. But, after lunch, Mary and David started complaining about the temperature, so Brian turned up the A/C. Then it was too cold, so he opened the windows. While this went on, David said that he had to go to the bathroom. Brian pulled over at the next rest stop, and everyone went in to use the facilities. Everyone, that is, expect Mary; she said that she was fine. They piled back into the car and continued down the highway. Not even 20 miles later, Mary said that she had to go to the bathroom really badly. Brian asked her why she didn't go when they stopped before; she replied that she didn't need to go then. Not wanting an argument or a mess, Brian pulled off at the next exit and found a gas station. Mary ran into the bathroom, and came back out five minutes later. This charade played itself out throughout the rest of the day.

The two kids would seemingly alternate; one time it would be Mary, the next time it would be David. Brian knew that they were working together on this; he saw them in his rearview mirror whispering at times, and he thought he could hear parts of phrases related to their using the bathroom at different and random times.

That night when they got to the motel, Brian sent them into room with their suitcases. He rummaged around in the trunk and found the box of diapers. They were white with a unisex motif at the top; it depicted toy trains, teddy bears, rubber duckies, and other toddler-oriented toys. He put two into his suitcase and headed into their motel room. The next morning, he said to himself, I'm going to show them what happens when they want to act like babies. After his siblings had taken their baths and gone to bed for the night, Brian set out their clothes for the next day. In place of their normal underwear, though, he placed the diaper. He took the rest of their underwear and placed it in a bag which he hid in the station wagon so that they would be forced to wear the diapers or nothing at all. He then set his alarm for 5:00 A.M. and crashed for the night.

When Mary and David awoke, Brian was already up. He had gone to the Kwiky Mart and bought some fruit, cereal, and a pint of milk. The kids sat down at one of the desks and proceeded to devour their breakfasts. They washed their hands, and then set about getting dressed for the day.

David was the first to notice that his clothes were not right. He picked up the diaper and asked what was it doing with the rest of his clothes. Mary did the same, saying that diapers were for babies and that neither she nor David had worn these for a long time. Brian had already worked out an explanation, so he first asked them to sit down. He then started to tell them why there were diapers in their clothes piles in place of their underpants. He started out by pointing out everything that they had done yesterday after he had repeatedly asked them to stop; i.e., jumping up and down, throwing items out of the car windows, complaining one minute that it was too hot and then complaining the next minute that it was too cold. He said that there were other things, too, but the principal reason for the diapers was David and Mary's use of the bathrooms. Instead of everyone going at the same time, the two of them were acting very babyish indeed by taking turns at not using the bathroom. This was slowing their traveling down, and it was causing Brian a lot of headaches. In short, he said, I will treat you like babies if you want to act like babies.

The two other kids were dumbfounded; they did not know what to say. They started to protest that they were not babies, but Brian wouldn't listen to them. He told them to get onto the bed as he reached for the baby powder. He powdered each kid in turn and fastened the diapers securely to them. He then told them to finish getting dressed while he brought the rest of the gear out to the station wagon and checked out of the motel. While Brian was gone, Mary and David looked at each other. They didn't think that their mother would approve of this, but they had no choice since Brain was in charge. They planned to tell their parents about it when they got to Alaska. They also discussed some retaliatory things to do to Brian, but they thought better of it; he might do something even worse.

With everyone loaded into the car, they continued on their journey. The two kids were exceptionally quiet and almost motionless throughout the morning, still trying to deal with the realization that they were wearing diapers. They were at least a little bit glad that no one else knew; it was a very embarrassing situation to be in. Stopping for lunch, Brian told them that they should use the bathroom afterwards. He told them that if they were careful, they could undo the tabs on the diapers and refasten them afterwards. If they had any problems, they were to let Brian know so he could fix them. The three ate lunch, and then used the bathrooms. Mary and David took longer than usual, but then again they were not used to diapering themselves. They both came out at about the same time and told Brian that everything was all set.

Later in the afternoon, Mary had to use the bathroom. She had been going at every planned stop, but now she needed to pee again. She asked Brian to stop at the next rest stop. He agreed, but decided to himself that he would not stop. As they came upon the exit, Mary was getting quite anxious. The pressure in her bladder was growing quickly, and she feared that she might not even make it to the bathroom in time. She saw the exit come, and then she saw it go. Brian said that he forgot; he was too concentrated on the traffic. He asked if she could wait until the next exit so he could find a gas station? Just as she was about to say ";no";, Mary couldn't hold back. Her bladder emptied into her diaper and soaked the back panel. She quickly stood up, and felt very humiliated as she wet her diaper in front of her brothers. She then said meekly that Brian needn't worry; she had just wet her diaper. David started to laugh at her, but Brian told him to quit or else. Mary sat back down, and tried to make the best of the circumstances. She picked up one of her books and tried to concentrate on reading. It was hard, though, sitting there in warm, wet diapers. She tried to move around to get more comfortable, but she couldn't find anything better except standing.

She tried this for about 15 minutes, but by then her legs were tired and she was resigned to sitting in her soggy diaper. At the next scheduled stop, Brian changer Mary's diaper. He spread some baby lotion on her bottom in addition to the baby powder so that she wouldn't develop a diaper rash. David used the bathroom, but all the chips that he had been eating made him real thirsty. As a result, he drank a lot of water at the fountain. About three-quarters between the previous stop and the motel that they were staying at for that night, the quantity of water that David had drunk now needed to be released. He fidgeted quite a bit, crossing and uncrossing his legs. He was doing everything he could to stop Mother Nature. Brian saw all of this in his rearview mirror. He knew that they didn't have too far to go, but he wanted to make sure that David would wet his diaper. He first started talking about the pool at the motel, and how warm the water would be. He then asked the kids if they remembered the Chinese restaurant in Albuquerque - the one that if you sat near the fountain at the entrance it sounded as if someone were peeing into a lake. To add more insult to injury, he pulled out a Doors CD and started playing the song 'Riders on the Storm', since it had the sound of rain in it. David *really* got antsy. He moved about, and tried to focus on anything else but having to pee. He totally blocked out everything that was going on around him and entered a sort of trance. This worked for about two minutes. At that point, he could hold back no more. He let go of his sphincter and proceed to pee in his diaper. It was almost like an orgasmic explosion; if it were not for the leak barrier at the top of the diaper, David would have soaked his T-shirt. He forced the urine out so that he would be done more quickly, but he then realized that he was trying too hard. He tried in vain to stop, but it was too late; his bowels let go and he soiled his diaper. He tried to hide the fact by remaining seated, but Mary noticed the smell. She started to tease him and called him a baby, but Brian gave her the same threat that he had given David when he teased her.

Upon arriving at the motel, David wanted nothing more than to change out of his messy diaper, and he acted very cautiously to avoid letting other people know that he had a soiled diaper on him. He rushed quickly into the bathroom of their room and stripped his clothes off. He jumped into the bathtub and removed the diaper; it was very disgusting, he thought. He threw it into the trash and began running some bathwater so that he could clean up. When he got out of the bath, Brian was waiting with Mary by the door. Brian tossed David his swimtrunks and told him to get changed so they all could go swimming. David did so, and they headed for the pool.

The next day, the routine started out the same with the diapering of Mary and David. While Brian had originally thought that he might let the kids wear regular clothes again once they realized that he was serious, he decided against it. This system was working out very well indeed - they were on schedule and actually making better time than he had planned. As for what his parents might say, he figured that since he had two to three weeks of driving ahead of him that there would me more than ample time to come up with a reason for using the diapers. In the meantime, Mary and David didn't seem to protest too much. Brian even thought about getting some for himself so that he wouldn't have to stop to pee either. He decided against it, since the two kids would blab to everyone that they met about how their older brother was forcing them to wear diapers and he was wearing them also. He figured that when he was driving alone that he would try this; in fact, it seemed to him to be kinda sort kinky, something to try with his girlfriend when he got to Anchorage.