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  1. Chapter 1: My Evil Cousin “Come on, girls,” my dad called for Lacey and me to get our suitcases down to the front door. My dad and mom had to go somewhere, I guess for business, and they said if they took us, we’d be shut up in the motel the whole day and be bored, so instead of that, they arranged for us to spend the summer with dad’s sister’s family, our Aunt and Uncle Susan and Scott Redford. Aunt Susan is okay, at least to me, but I don’t think she likes my mom that well, and there’s something about her, that makes me think she thinks, she’s better than my mom. Lacey walked her rolling suitcase along behind her to the front door, and she sighed looking up at our parents. I pulled along my larger suitcase and looked up at them too. All of us had tears in our eyes. “You girls know, mama would take you with us and spend the days with you if I could, but I have to be right by your dad’s side for this one most of the time, and then there would be nothing for you girls to do but stay in the motel room. They have really strict rules where we were booked, and kids can’t really leave the room on their own, babies.” I nodded and so did Lacey. Dad had been trying to get this big company to do something for his business, and since mama was in the business with him, they said they needed her there, too. So, yeah, lucky Lacey and me get to spend our summer with some cousins I don’t really want to be around, one in particular, and we get to see an aunt that doesn’t really like our mom either. I’ve heard her point blank, when our mama is not around, telling people that she’s not a good mother, that she doesn’t know what she’s doing, and wondering if she even toilet trained her own children…. The list of things that she thinks mom is not good at goes on and on. We hugged dad and mom and as we did so, the doorbell rang. My mama backed up a bit, letting our thin lean red headed dad with a few freckles closer to the door to open it. And standing there, at the door, was thin lean Aunt Susan, another perfection that she boasted despite having had twice the number of kids my mama had. Aunt Susan leaned into my dad and hugged him. You couldn’t see if she had any freckles on her face, but she had red hair and green eyes just like dad did. I nervously shuffled on my feet. “Did you even send your girls to the toilet?” Aunt Susan looked past my dad and to my mom, her short black hair permed into a manageable cute do on her head. She had light brown skin just like my sister and me, and her eyes were dark brown. “My children aren’t in preschool,” my mama defended herself as well as defending the fact that I was thirteen years old and knew not to pee my pants, and my ten year old sister also knew better than to wet herself. “Well, preschoolers or not,” Aunt Susan said. “I always tell my kids to get to the bathroom before we leave the house when we are going on long trips. You know how kids are. The minute the car just takes off, if your girls didn’t go, they’ll end up being all wet.” I blushed and looked up at mama. “I’ll just try to go to the bathroom, okay?” Mama smiled and patted my head. “Go ahead, honey, but don’t take too long. Your daddy and I need to get on the road here.” “Never mind,” Aunt Susan took me by the hand. “We’ll just stop by Kmart or something. I wanted to get your girls something anyway, and they can just go then.” I looked down, but didn’t go up to the bathroom, not that I really thought I had to go. I just didn’t like the lady talking trash about my mama’s toilet training procedures, as if my sister and I even still needed that! Aunt Susan’s touch was soft and kind as she placed a hand on each shoulder. I would have shrugged her off, but mom and dad were watching, and I had already promised them I’d try to be nice and polite to Aunt Susan no matter what she thought. I started to wish I had not made that promise now. As I walked out the house, I saw that Uncle Scott, a burly big guy with arms the size of small tree logs in diameter, and a head like a rock waiting by the car with the car door open. He wasn’t too bad, to tell the truth. He smiled at me as I started to climb into the car, wanting at first to opt for the seat closer to the front, sitting next to my cousin Jessica, but Margaret was way in the back, and she called for me. The mini-van had three seats in the back, two in the front part that had a narrow walkway to the three seated one in the way back. “You two sit in the back,” Susan told me. “You and Margaret want to catch up, right? I mean, you are about the same age, so obviously, you’d like to talk, and Jessica and Lacey, being in about the same grade, they can talk.” I looked down. In truth, Margaret was a few months older than me, and because her birthday was in the summer, she was one whole grade level older than me. She had curly red hair, but her freckles were also so light, that her skin looked blemish free. She was wearing a green top and a pink skirt this morning as I got into the car. “Nice to see you,” she was playing nice at the moment as she greeted me. “I can’t believe we are going to have the whole summer to do stuff together.” I shook my head, looking down, frowning, thinking that doing stuff together would mean her looking for different ways to either embarrass me or to get me in trouble with. She has been doing this to me every summer when we go see them since at least three summers ago. Two cousins in the middle seat between the far back one that Margaret and I were sharing and the seat near the front where my sister Lacey and Jessica were sharing, were both boys. They had more yellow blond hair, as did Jessica. The three of them did have light freckles, and blue eyes, Jessica’s looking a little more green than blue. Lacey carefully climbed in and moved her skirt out from under to sit on properly like a good lady. She was wearing a white top and a blue skirt. I just wore a black tshirt with a cat on the front and a pair of old blue jeans. I didn’t feel like this was a special summer at all. I pushed at Margaret’s hands as she tried to reached around me. “I’m just doing your seat belt, cuz.” “Well, I can do it. I’m not helpless, you know,” I told her. “Could have fooled me,” Margaret said back causing Aunt Susan to looked up from helping Lacey put hers on. “What’s going on back there?” she demanded of us. “Valana isn’t letting me put her seat belt on,” Margaret told her mom. “Valana, it’s the family car rule. Friends, Family, and everyone knows that you don’t ride in the Redford car unless you have your seat belt buckled across your lap.” “I was going to do it,” I told my aunt. “Well, Margaret is already in position to help you, so just let her do it. She knows it’s her job to make sure all the kids are seat belted in the back seats.” I sighed and rolling my eyes, letting stupid Margaret put my seat belt on for me. As we started to roll away from the house, I heard Aunt Susan say something, a low murmur to Uncle Scott to which he asked, “Why didn’t you just have them go at the house?” “You know how my brother’s wife is,” Susan told him. “She was basically telling Valana to not use the toilet the way she spoke. Valana said she’d just try to go when I brought up I’d make our children go, but then that woman turned to her and said “Don’t take all day. You know your dad and I need to be out of here, and then I saw Lacey looked down. I swear, if Lacey wets her pants at the store, it’s their mother’s fault.” I felt my face heat up. I only said I’d try because Aunt Susan was making a big deal of things, and I didn’t even have to go. Now, she’s making it sound like my mother wanted me to pee my pants. She’s so stupid! “What are you thinking about?” Margaret pulled me out of my thoughts. “Nothing,” I lied. I knew better than to tell Margaret that I was not thinking nice things of her mother. That would not end well at all. “Well, I think mom and dad are going to get you and your sister some swimsuits.” “We have some,” I told her. “You mean those rags you wore last summer?” she asked me. “What rags? I had on something that was really nice last summer. But actually, no it wasn’t even the same one, if you have to know. My daddy’s business is actually doing well, and he got us some swimsuits at the start of summer.” It was already June eleventh, and school had let out on June 4th this year. Lacey had just turned ten years old on June 8th. “I bet your mom let you get stuff that barely hangs to your body,” Margaret said as though my mom would let us get something unclassy. I wanted to hit her in the lip, and gritting my teeth, I used every ounce of will power I had to hold back. But as I grunted in displeasure at wanting to release my fist into her face, Margaret decided to make it weird. “Mom, I think Valana has to poop. She was grunting. She might be doing it in her pants!” I blushed really red and stared hard into my cousin’s eyes. She knew that I was not grunting from anything other than wanting to just tear her head off her shoulders. If I did anything right now, I knew Aunt Susan would just see me fighting, and would blame me. I tried to ignore her, turning to look out the window. I had nothing left to say to the social mafia queen. Margaret didn’t say anything for several minutes, and I slowly started to calm down. There was no good getting worked up the first few minutes of vacation. If I kept like this, I would never have fun this summer, nor even have a break. I just had to remember the source, and try to ignore what they said. It wasn’t worth fighting. Margaret was quiet all the way to Kmart. It was already 11:30 when we got there, so Aunt and Uncle Redford took us to the food court part, and got us lunch. I had a nice blue ICEE with a hotdog with mustard and cheese. Lacey had ketchup on hers. Margaret made a face at hotdogs and got a hamburger instead. If we were getting hamburgers, I’d rather go someplace that specializes in them, like McDonalds or Burger King. I wasn’t one of those princess types that pretended to worry and fuss over my body, just to get so sickly lean that it wouldn’t be healthy anyway. That was stupid. I mean, I didn’t eat like a pig or anything, but I certainly saw nothing wrong with eating a few extra calories once in a while. I wasn’t exactly fat, and Lacey was healthy, but for a fifth grader, I didn’t really think she had anything to worry about either. Once we were fed, just like Margaret predicted, Uncle Scott was leading us towards the girls’ swim stuff, but just before we got there, Aunt Susan spotted the signs for the toilets. “Scott, let me take the girls to the toilet, you know, just in case. Besides, it has been a little while since our kids have gone, too.” He nodded. “Alright. I’ll take the boys.” As we were walking, staggered because there were Aunt Susan, Lacey and Jessica, and then Margaret and me, so that Margaret pulled me by the arm stopping me a second. “If you pee right now, in the bathroom?” she started. I looked into her eyes, trying to make her take her dare back, giving her as mean a frown as I could, but it didn’t make her back down. “If you do it, I will make sure Lacey poops her pants tonight.” “You couldn’t do that,” I whispered to her just as my aunt called to us. “What are you two doing? Get over here,” she said with a frown. “You watch,” Margaret said with a sour look as she walked in front of me towards the bathrooms. The way she said it, it felt like she meant it. Normally, if we were at home, and I didn’t have to worry about someone sabotaging my sister, I would easily not care what happened, and even push her or make her mad, but something about Margaret wanting to just be mean to her, just because I might disobey what she wanted, I don’t know what it was. I can’t explain it, but something rose up in me, and I knew I couldn’t let something happen to her. She was my little sister, and she didn’t deserve anything that Margaret might do to her just because Margaret was mad at me. Besides, I didn’t have to pee right now. So, I decided to just hang out by the sinks. Aunt Susan saw me standing by the sinks though, and realized I didn’t go. “Valana, I specifically made this stop so you can use the toilet, honey. If you didn’t wet your diaper, try to go pee for auntie.” I blushed really red and unzipped my pants in front of the whole bathroom and showed my aunt I was wearing green panties. “I don’t wear diapers,” I told her as I pulled down my jeans and showed her completely turning my ass her way so she could see there was no mistaking that these were fully juvenile teenager’s panties! She smiled and gestured at the toilet. “I don’t gotta go,” I told her. “How come you gotta treat me like I’m five?” Some of the women in the bathroom started to stare at Aunt Susan, and she got tight lipped real quick. On our way out the bathroom, she came up on me, and grabbed my arm. “You’d better not be wet when we stop,” she whispered harshly at me. Then she walked on past which allowed Margaret to catch up. “I guess you shouldn’t have pulled your pants down in front of everyone, and yelled at my mom, huh?” she prodded at me. “Well, maybe she should mind her own business and not keep checking on me and Lacey like we’re five,” I snapped at Margaret. Margaret smiled and pointed over at her mom. I could see Aunt Susan giving me the eye. No doubt she heard what I had to say again. I was probably going to get my mouth smacked in a bit, but you know, I didn’t care. I was right. She was being too nosy. She wasn’t my mom, and even my own mom doesn’t check me to go to the bathroom or accuse me of wearing diapers in the daytime. We got over to the swim stuff, and you know little kids. My sister was very happy to get a second swimsuit in just a few days, that was brand new, but I saw nothing wrong with the one I had, and so wasn’t in the mood to pick a different one. “Valana,” this time Uncle Scott was talking to me. I think Aunt Susan was too mad or upset at me to talk calmly. “We need you to get a swim suit, sweetheart.” I shook my head. “I already have one,” I told him. “Honey, we don’t allow kids to wear the kind of swim suits that your mom would let you wear.” “How do you know what it even looks like?” I looked up at him. “You haven’t even see it since I just got it like the day after summer break started.” “Well, I don’t need to see it to know what your mother’s style is,” he said. “You know your Aunt Susan knows exactly what kinds of things your mama puts on you.” “Are these jeans so bad?” I asked him. “No, honey. There is nothing wrong with your jeans.” “Then is my top trashy or trampy or something?” I asked. He shook his head. He couldn’t honestly say anything about it because I specifically picked out the most conservative clothes I had to wear to meet them since I knew how Aunt Susan could be. “Then how do you know my swim suit is trashy?” I asked him. “You see nothing wrong with what I have on right now! I chose these clothes. How do you know something is wrong with my swim suit?” He sighed and shrugged to which Aunt Susan came over and put a gentle hand on my shoulder. She started very softly. “Look, Valana, I’m sorry. You know I just didn’t want you to wet your pants, and it looked like your mom was trying to deny you and your sister going when we left your place.” “Well, she didn’t. She told us to go like an hour ago, and she reminded a few times since then, so she wanted us to go. I really didn’t have to go, and Lacey did try to go for mom already before we were ready to go.” “Whatever, honey. I’m sorry. Look, just get another swim suit. I’m not saying your mom picked out a trashy one for you. Just think of it this way, if you wanted to swim again, but you didn’t have a chance to get your one swim suit clean or at least dry, then you’ll have an extra one.” I sighed. “Aunt Susan, you’re wrong about my mama. She’s a good mama. She takes good care of Lacey and me, and we both know how not to wet our pants in the daytime, okay?” “And what about night time?” she asked. I looked down. “Lacey hasn’t wet the bed since last year at your place,” I told her. “And what about you?” “The last time I had an accident, was last year at your place too.” I was scared to tell her that it was because Margaret’s doing that we even had accidents at her house. But at least this way, I wasn’t arguing about what happened last year. “Well, even at twelve years old, you do realize that’s a bit old to wet your pants by accident with a bathroom so close to your room, right?” I blushed and looked down. “I know. My mom asked me about it, and made me promise to be more careful.” “Lacey wet her bed like every night last summer, honey.” I nodded knowing again that each time had to do with Margaret getting her sister and brothers to do stuff to her to make it hard on her. They made me wet myself, too, in my sleep. Twice, they did the hand and water thing, even when I tried to be careful. Somehow, even though the trick isn’t supposed to work if you are alert, somehow, they made it work. I know because I felt warmth run over my privates before it leaked down on the bed just before I could get conscious enough to stop it. They did other stuff too, from just putting water in the bed on us, while we were sleeping, I felt them wet under me just as I was getting to sleep, and woke up catching them with a cup in their hands, and I also sometimes slept through, but when I woke up, I knew I had not wet the bed, so they must have gotten water into my diaper somehow, because even when I was wearing diapers, as Aunt Susan later made us do in the summer, somehow, I was still wet. “You realize that because you were still wetting the bed all last summer, I can’t necessarily believe that Lacey has just miraculously stopped, and you know you wet the bed, too, honey.” I sighed and looked down. There was no convincing her just now, and I was sure, if Margaret had anything to do with it, that I’d be wetting the bed this summer, too. So I didn’t try to tell her I don’t wet the bed. “Honey, I’m not just saying your mama is not doing some things right to be mean,” Aunt Susan suddenly told me. “My kids are toilet trained, honey. Jessica doesn’t even wet the bed, and she’s your sister’s age. She hasn’t wet the bed since she was six, but you and your sister still pee in your pants in the daytime….” “Not anymore?” I pleaded with her. “Well, even if you stopped peeing in your pants last summer, you were still too old for that, and I’m sure Lacey still pees her pants unless someone takes her to the toilet often enough.” I sighed. “Aunt Susan? Can we just stop this talking? Please? I’d do whatever you want, but talking about this stuff is embarrassing.” I felt like other people were looking at us while my aunt accused me of still peeing my pants, of wetting the bed, and of my sister still wetting herself. “Alright sweetheart. But we are getting you diapers so you won’t have to worry about peeing your pants or the bed,” she told me. I nodded. They eventually got me a full one piece swim suit that was purple. It wasn’t exactly, well stylish, but at least it wasn’t babyish either. I just let them do it. They were going to either way, and before we left Kmart, there were teen pull ups in the cart and there was a package of kid’s pull ups and a package of Kid’s bed wetting diapers in there. There were also a few other things in there, that I supposed looked a little bit like those pads you use for girls once a month, only these ones were a bit wider, thicker, and had a smell that was strong enough, to probably cover a pee smell. We finally went out to the car, and Aunt Susan looked over at Scott. “We should put one on the girls now in case they fall asleep.” “Look, if we keep spending all day here, we are not going to get home at a decent time,” he told our aunt. “Well, do you want the kids to pee all over the seats?” “Fine. You take the Ross sisters back to the bathroom and put diapers on them, and I’ll watch the other kids.” Margaret caught me by the arm before I got out of the van. “If you go to the bathroom in there, your sister is going to poop her diaper,” she whispered to me. I just nodded and got out to get away from her. I didn’t want Lacey to poop her pants, however Margaret planned to pull it off. I knew she could do it. I walked with Aunt Susan, and anyway, I still didn’t feel like going yet, but I was thinking that I wished Margaret would shut up about it. It was annoying to hear her accuse me of having to go, and of her threatening that if I did, Lacey would pay for it. Eventually, we were in the car and we started out of town at around one in the afternoon. The drive to my Aunt’s house was a good six hours, so I knew we’d have a long restless car ride ahead of us. I just hoped that the next time that everyone stopped, Margaret would forget to threaten me and let me go without threatening Lacey’s pants. “So,” Margaret started talking to me after a little while. “I guess we are going swimming of course, which is why mom had to get you some decent swim suits, but we are also going to go to Six Flags in a few days, and I think we are going camping,” she told me. “Great,” I said in a sour mood. I would have loved going to Six Flags, if it wasn’t with an aunt that believes I pee my pants and a cousin that is likely to do something prove my aunt right. “Well, what kind of mood is that?” Margaret asked me. “Here we are, inviting you to go with our family to some really fun places, and you just act like we said we are going to the park or something.” I sighed. “Look, thank you for taking us to Six Flags and for taking us camping,” I said to her. “But honestly, there are like a billion other people I’d rather camp with than you, and as far as Six Flags goes, how long will I be able to have fun before you pull something on either Lacey or me to ruin my time?” She frowned. “Well, if you don’t at least act like you are enjoying it, I promise you, that Lacey won’t.” I stared daggers at her. “You better not do anything to her.” “Then do as I say. As long as you entertain me, I’ll leave your little sister alone, okay?” “Promise?” “Depends. Promise to even pee your pants if I tell you to?” I looked into her eyes, trying to decide if she was saying it in a way that it would not be a lie, but still be able to get Lacey even if I let her do what she wanted to me. “Tell me that you are not going to make Lacey poop her pants or poop her diaper or poop in her sleep,” I told her waiting. Margaret frowned and with her thumb and forefinger caressing her chin, she acted like she was a villain thinking it over. “I’m not going to promise to embarrass myself unless you promise to leave my sister alone, and if you go back on your word, I will make sure your mom catches you doing stuff to her.” “And if I promise to leave Lacey alone and she doesn’t have any accident what so ever, what guarantee do I have that you will obey everything I say, including you pee the bed every night this summer?” I frowned at her. “You need a guarantee?” I asked. “You have so many tricks in your bag, that you know if I tried to go back on my end, you would just make it happen anyway.” “So? Since I have those available, then why shouldn’t I make you both do it?” “Because I’m getting tired of you, and you might find my fist down your throat for making my sister cry,” I told her trying to keep still my emotions. “You know you shouldn’t threaten me like that, especially in the car. Just a little louder and mom and dad would have heard you.” “Good. I hope they hear what you are doing and have been doing to us.” “Do you think I’m that stupid?” Margaret’s voice got two times softer. “Now, I already have a plan to make your sister poop her pants before our next stop. I can make it happen, or you can save her.” “And to save her, you mean you want me to pee my pants, right?” “Not just wet your pants. Put your hands in your diaper, and move the padding out of the way so the pee goes into your pants and leaks down in the seat and down your legs, and before we stop. If you wait until we are stopped to pee, your sister poops herself.” I shook my head. “I’ll try. I don’t even have to pee right now, so you’ll have to wait a while.” “You didn’t use the toilet in Kmart?” she whispered furiously at me. “No. You can even find a way to ask your mom. I insisted I didn’t need to go because I didn’t, alright?” “Fine.” “Margaret, if you really want me to pee the bed every night, I have a question.” “What’s that?” “How come you started thinking about stuff like this, and wanting me to wet my pants since three years ago?” I asked. “If I show you, you have to keep it secret, and you’ll have to wet your pants during the day the whole summer.” “That’s a lot.” “Well, my secret is really big. So, it’s up to you. If you really want to know, I will need to know you are fully on board being my baby cousin.” “Baby cousin? Is this all related to you trying to make me a baby? Why?” “Again, another secret that I will only reveal if you are going potty full time in your pants, no potties.” I frowned and looked down. I didn’t want to know that much, did I? I just wanted to understand why she wanted to make us embarrassed, but it seemed the only way to get to that, was to really make things bad and make Aunt Susan right, that means I’m not toilet trained, and she can go on blaming my mama…. We were in the car for a while, and I eventually felt the need to do what Margaret wanted. I looked over and saw her dozing. I looked towards the front. The boys were sleeping and my sister looked like she was sleeping. I looked under the seat in front, to see if the boys had anything hidden under it. There was a large box, and some crossed seat frame metal that kept me from pulling the box back to me. Whatever they had to mess with my sister was probably in that. I pushed my hand on my pants, the diaper underneath like a cloud because I wasn’t wet yet. I looked over at Margaret. If I spoke up and we stopped, what would happen to Lacey? How would they make it look like the pooped her pants, because I was certain she wouldn’t just go with her own body. I lightly moved my finger on Margaret’s neck. I didn’t want Lacey to suffer. I had no choice. Eventually, Margaret woke up to my prodding, and she looked up at me. “What?” “I’m ready to do what you want,” I told her. “What do you mean?” she seemed a bit out of it, as if she had not remembered what she wanted earlier. I was not going to remind her if she forgot. If she forgot, it would be her fault, and I was not going to let her pick on Lacey for something that she completely forgot on her own. I stayed very quiet, though my legs started to jitter a little bit, little bounces on the seat that would be easily missed if you were not trying to influence or gas light someone into this…. “Oh, do you have to pee?” she whispered to me. “Remember, if I do this, you leave Lacey alone,” I told her. “I’ll wet my pants completely and make a puddle in the seat and make it pee down my legs, but you leave Lacey alone the rest of the car trip.” “I’m only leaving her alone the whole trip if you keep peeing your pants the whole car ride,” Margaret said. “No toilets at all for you.” “Deal.” I started to pee. She smiled as I put my hands down in my pants and moved and folded the pads down out of the line of the steam, and I pushed with my fingers, to open the leg holes of the diaper until I felt the pee pour on my hands, and slide around my butt wetting my pants and start to pee down my legs. I closed my legs by instinct, but kept trying to pee. It was hard to pee all the way because I didn’t do it on purpose except around Margaret. Eventually though, it felt like I had finished, and I had a lake not only under me in the seat, and down my legs, but the pads for inside the diaper sort of fell back in place, and I peed on them too, wetting the pads, and my hands were really gross with the smell and the slime of pee on them. I took my hands out of my pants, and with tears in my eyes, I looked up at Margaret, and I told her. “I peed my pants.” She put an arm around me, as if she was comforting me, and she started in a soft voice, but it was hard to hear when she spoke softly, so she got louder and louder until they heard in front. “Valanda peed her pants.” Aunt Susan eventually looked back, and saw her hugging me, and Margaret said it again, though the way she held my face and held me, it was like she was shushing me, as if she was babying me. “Cousin Valana peed her pants,” she told Aunt Susan. By then, the whole car was aware, and Lacey looked back our way, to see Margaret holding me like I was a younger child, and like I needed to be babied. Uncle Scott age 40 Dec 12 Aunt Susan Dad's Sister* Dad is not biological, but he treats mom and us real nice, not like our bio dads did. age 36 Mar 10 Cousin Jason age 15 Nov 18 Grade 10 next Sept. Cousin Margaret age 13 BD: July 12 Grade 9 next Sept Older Wetting Sister: Valana age 13 BD: Dec 4 Grade 8 next Sept Cousin Mike age 11 BD: Oct 12 Grade 6 next Sept Cousin Jessica age 10 BD: April 13 Grade 5 next Sept Younger Wetting Sister: Lacey age 10 BD: June 8 Grade 5 next Sept
  2. Alright, not sure if this post has been posted before, but I think this is more of a unique post. I am looking to start bedwetting again, bedwetting as in peeing while asleep and waking up in the morning in a wet diaper without knowing I peed. Now I have done a lot of research into this, but still have a few questions I need answered, if anyone can answer them. This is my plan to start bedwetting: Wear a Tena Ultra Brief to bed Drink extra fluid before I go to bed When I have the urge to pee I will pee in the diaper and go back to sleep Now all this will work with repetition, but I have a few small problems. No matter how much I drink before bed, I don't wake up to pee throughout the night and when I wake up I have to pee to the point of bursting. Now this isn't going to work to bedwet if I can't wake up through the night to wet the diaper and fall back to sleep. Also I want to shrink my bladder size so I can't hold much at night so It is hard to hold the pee and I just go or wake up to go. I have heard taking 2-3 drops of 35% FOOD GRADE hydrogen peroxide in a 12-16 oz glass of water will shrink the bladder immediately, has anyone heard of this and is it safe? Here are my questions: How can I wake up through the night and go pee in the diaper, then go right back to sleep? How can I shrink my bladder so at night I can't hold much pee? Does taking the FOOD GRADE hydrogen peroxide shrink my bladder, and is it safe? If anyone can answer these questions and give me your opinion on my plan if it would work, let me know! Thanks!
  3. The planet earth, home to the species known as humanity. This species has been through so much in the past 66-million years, from wars to famine, to extinction-level events and many other catastrophes that would have ripped other species and planets apart. Nope, not this species, these species, these humans have survived for so long and why, no other race in the galaxy that has been observing them for as long as they have existed could tell you that. The only thing they do know is that this species is new to the space-faring and has only barely started establishing its own foothold in the galaxy. But now the galaxy was about to feel what it was like to have humans roaming about the galaxy in a military vessel no-less, some leaders of other races, just couldn't believe the idea that humanity had managed to get this far and survive long enough to be able to become space-faring, others are happy that the humans have finally reached a league of their own in space-travel, the rest of the leaders try and come together to discourage humanity from continuing its endeavor into space by fighting or denying them access to their planets. They thought that if they could starve out the humans then the humans would not have any reason to continue to be in space, oh how very wrong they would eventually turn out to be. Meanwhile, at spaceport Athena, docking-bay 36-4 the crew of the United Nations Carrier Ship zero-one Invictus was getting the final stragglers of its crew-aboard as they were going to be the first military ship, representing humanity in the stars and the galaxy are preparing to set out on their maiden voyage of the milky-way. All of the crew was excited, some were nervous, others were frightened of what they might find out in the dark reaches of space. But all had a determined mind to see this through and see what life was like on other planets, some were veterans of wars on the planets, others were freshly-trained recruits out of the academy that had never been away from home, let alone their home planet. "Oh god, this is gonna be such an exciting moment. I can't wait to see what we get to see when we get to our first planet." One of the officers excitedly says to the officer next to him and quickly falls silent as he and the rest of the crew is called to Attention and the captain of the ship walks out onto the deck and everyone, immediately salutes him, to which he gives the order to stop saluting, which they do and return to a position of attention, it was then that he spoke to all of them. "I am Captain Rangers, you men, and women of this planet, have all been a great opportunity, to become part of the first-ever military endeavor by humanity, in its history among the stars, to patrol and make our presence to the rest of the galaxy be known, now this isn't gonna be easy for most of you because your all used to the gravity of earth, trust me I was too when I first stepped aboard this ship, but I am happy to report that it will get easier, just remember that you are representing humanity aboard this ship, we are humanity upon the stars, so whatever petty crap you have among each other I do not wanna see it aboard this ship, we're here to do a mission and live and work together without any major diplomatic incidents happening. I do not care about your race, where you came from, etc. None of that will have an impact on this ship's mission, do you all understand this? Good! Now, have a safe tour and let's get back to this planet in one piece Hu'ah?! Good! That is all, you're all dismissed!" (If anyone wants to join in, feel free to post a response and a character starter, thank you)
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