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I’m 18 Now, You Can’t Do This!
Mother: Ruth Carson, Housewife, Age 38
Father: Bill Carson, Traveling Salesman, Age 40
Daughter: Laura Carson, Junior in High School, Age 16
Son: David Carson, Just Graduated High School, Age 18
THE STORY: The Carson’s are an ordinary Christian family living in North Florida, they live on 10 acres, just South of Jacksonville. The home is a modern single story 3 bedroom, 2 bath house. The children attended Jacksonville High School by bus. David graduated 3 months ago, just when he turned 18. Now it is September 2010 and Laura has to attend her Junior year.
Bill Carson, the father is a traveling salesman, he goes all around the Jacksonville area and sometimes to other large Florida cities. Ruth Carson is a stay at home old fashioned house wife, although she is bossy and runs the house. They attend Church on Sundays and are Catholics. The children are raised to be well behaved and to understand they are on their own after turning 18 and expected to get a job and move out.
David Carson graduated 3 months ago and has not found a job, he even turned down an offer from a neighbor to help out at his Country Store. Someone else was glad to take the position. David is slow to do chores around the house, like mowing the large yard surrounded by woods. The parents have been patient with him, since he did good in school. David eventually cuts the lawn after being yelled at, but has done almost nothing all summer long.
It is the first Monday in September and Laura Carson is up and is taken care of. Then she goes off to catch the bus to High School. David is in bed still sleeping, dad has not left for work yet. Mom wakes David and tells him to come down for breakfast at 8 am. The boy shows up complaining and mom and dad are waiting at the table for a discussion.
“You became an adult 3 months ago when you turned 18,” dad lectured, “but you show no signs of being an adult.” “You turned down a good job and have not looked for others,” dad continued, “mom has to yell at you to do your chores.”
“No David you are not acting like an adult,” dad said sternly, “so your mother and I have no choice but to treat you like a child.” Mom nodded her head in approval the whole time David is lectured.
“What do you mean?” David asked, “I am legally an adult now.” “You can’t treat me like a child anymore,” David complained, “I will find a job eventually, but have to live here till then.”
“That’s fine son,” mom said, “and when you do find a job and move out you will be an adult.” “Until then you are our child and the rules will be obeyed,” mom continues, “you will go to bed early like your sister and be up by 8 am.” Mom and dad go on to tell David that Laura can be spanked at 16 and he is considered no older than 12 now, so he can also be spanked when needed.
“I’m 18 now,” David exclaimed, “you can’t do this!” Mom and dad can and they did, David is considered 12 now and won’t grow any older till he shows signs of maturing to his real age. David is sent to his room, since 12 year olds don’t talk back to their parents.
“You need to learn we are serious,” dad said, “so mom and I will be up to your room in 30 minutes, after we think of an appropriate punishment.” David went up to his room, realizing that this is for real and he is about to be punished as a 12 year old boy.
It seemed like a long 30 minutes, but the parents are entering David’s room. “You know spankings are by hand,” dad said, “your mom didn’t want me to use a belt.” “I’m going to spank you right now,” dad said, “and when I am traveling or out of town, I expect you to obey mom and let her spank you without arguing.”
David is still in his pajama’s, dad sat on the bed and ordered him over his knee. David got a good long spanking for talking back and being so immature. Mom took off his PJ bottoms, dad spanked him again, mom took down his briefs and dad spanked his bare ass. David cried some from the pain and he cried a lot more from the embarrassment of being spanked like a 12 year old at age 18.
Dad got ready for work and left the house. “I want you dressed in 5 minutes,” mom told David, “we are going into town today and do some shopping.”
Mom and David get into the SUV and mom drives to Jacksonville. She stopped at a large medical supply store. “Remember when you really were 12,” mom said, “you still wet the bed and mommy used to put you back in diapers for acting like a baby.” “Well you are 12 again and mommy is going to buy you diapers and rubber pants and put you back in them as soon as we get home,” mom continued. “You still wet till you were 14,” mom reminded him, “so diapers will be in your future till dad and I think you have matured past then.”
“No way, you can’t do this mom please don’t,” David pleaded, “I’m not 12 and you know it!” “You’ve been regressed to 12 honey, like it or not,” mom explained again, “you will go back in diapers day and night till I decide otherwise.” “No more back talking,” mom insisted, “or I will have to spank you right here.” David knew she could do it, and apologized accepting he will be back in diapers soon.
Mom and David went to the diaper department and asked assistance from a young women working there. “I need diapers for my son,” Ruth told the clerk, “he is still bedwetting.” The clerk Nancy could not help notice David looked familiar, she was in one of his High School classes during his Senior year. David turned red faced when mom spoke to Nancy about him being regressed to a 12 year old who bed wets for being too immature to take a job over the summer.
“We have a nurse on staff named Betty and plenty of samples,” Nancy said, “let’s take him to the back room and she can assist with the sizing and show you how to properly diaper a youth so big.” David was embarrassed, but knew to cooperate or get a spanking right there. They went back to the changing room and got assistance from the nurse.
“I need diapers for my son,” Ruth said, “please help with the sizes and show me how to properly diaper him.” Nurse Betty was happy to assist them. “He is a big boy to need diapers,” she said, “but that’s why they make youth sizes.” “He looks like about 140 lbs,” said Betty, “I am certain the youth size large will fit him and be very effective, the new ones being so thick now.”
David has to undress in front of mom and the nurse, Nancy went back to the diaper department. “You need to be naked for proper fitting,” Betty said, “then step up and lay down on the big diapering table.” David did as instructed, about embarrassed enough to cry.
Betty fitted him in a 6 tape thick disposable diaper, after using baby powder. Then Betty removed it and let mom tape it on properly. “That’s perfect Ruth,” Betty said, “the diaper fits the boy just fine.” Mom was given rubber pants to go over the disposable diaper and put them on him. “Now we will need a thick prefold cloth diaper for overnight,” Nurse Betty insisted.
The disposable was removed and Betty found a 4-10-4 prefold, already washed and shrunk to size. She knows what she’s doing, she brought it up between his legs and tightly pinned it on with 4 locking diaper pins. Then she pulled up some larger rubber pants, to go over such a thick diaper. “You will need diaper rash ointment to be safe,” Betty said. Now his diapers are removed again, this time mom puts the ointment on first, then powders him. She securely pins the cloth prefold diaper on him and pulls up the rubber pants.
“You did just fine Ruth,” Betty said, “but let’s get him in daytime diapers for now, since his shorts should fit over those.” “Oh come on now,” David says, “you can’t put me in diapers now, we have other places to go.” Mom put him in the thick disposable diaper and rubber pants anyway and then David put on his shorts and t-shirt. “These are too noticeable,” David complained, “everyone will know I have been diapered.”
Holding David’s hand, mom thanked the nurse and then took him over to Nancy and thanked her too. “I see nurse Betty has him well diapered,” Nancy replied, “I will have your order taken out for you.” Mom bought 12 of the cloth prefolds, 8 locking 3” diaper pins, a couple bottles of baby powder and several tubes of diaper rash cream. She also bought 2 cases of 100 disposable youth diapers, 6 rubber panties for those, and 6 pair of the larger ones for over the 4-10-4 cloth prefolds. Nancy made sure he had all colors like milky white, frosted pink, baby blue, and some yellow ones.
The next stop is lunch so mom went to the Mall to shop and eat at the food court. David’s condition is obvious and he gets teasing at almost every place they go. Mom does whatever shopping she needs to and decides a few baby bottles would due to bottle feed David, like she used to at 12. Last stop is the grocery store and mom buys household groceries and a couple cases of jarred baby food. When he was put in diapers at 12 for wetting, mom loved to humiliate him more by bottle feeding him and spoon feeding him baby food. So she will do that again.
Mom laid down the rules on the ride home. “You are 12 now and will act like it too,” mom said, “since you could not act like an adult before.” “Your sister Laura is 16, you are no longer 2 years older than her, you are 4 years younger,“ mom continued. “She is also your boss and will babysit you if dad and I are away,” mom explained, “she will be changing your diapers, if I am not available.”
“I don’t believe this,” David cried, “I will find a job as soon as I can.” “Too late for that now, no 12 year old boy is going to work,” mom insisted, “you are 12 till your sister Laura graduates to her Senior year,” “Then dad and I will determine what age you are at the beginning of next summer,” mom explained. If David behaves and shows signs of maturity, mom and dad may advance his age a few years, but not back to 18, he will probably end up around 14 if he is very good. Mom thinks he has a lot to learn yet before being an adult again.