It was getting close to bed time, so Jake was sitting at the edge of the bed putting on his diaper. There was nothing unusual about this, it was just part of his nightly routine to deal with his bedwetting problem. Once he had it all done up, he crawled up to his pillow and sat next to his older brother. Nick was already laying down watching TV, taking it easy after a long day.
They didn't have to go to sleep right away; their parents allowed them to stay up a little later as long as they were laying down, so Jake decided to get in some game time. Leaning back against the head board, he pulled out his Game Boy and worked on training up his Pokemon. After playing for a while, he began to feel a tickle in his nose. "Aah, AH-CHOO!" He put down the game and covered his face. "Uh, Nick, can you pass me a tissue?"
Nick reached over to his nightstand and retrieved a tissue for his brother. Jake took it and wiped his nose, but in the process, started to feel another sneeze coming on. He held the tissue up against his nostrils and tried to brace himself. "Aah, AAH," it was going to be a big one, "CHOOO!" Jake's whole body lurched forward, ripping a loud fart as he sneezed.
"Ugh, dude..." Nick fanned his hand at his younger brother and scooted away from him. But the smell was already starting to permeate through the room, and it was especially awful. Much worse than a normal fart. "Augh!" He pulled his shirt up over his nose. "I think you need to check your diaper on that one!"
But when Jake opened his eyes, his horrified expression made it obvious something was wrong. After slowly reaching around and touching the back side of his diaper, his face turned pale. He carefully slid out of bed and straddled over to his dresser, holding on to his butt the entire time.
"Wait, Jake..." Nick hesitated to ask, "Did you really..."
Jake didn't respond. Instead, he opened the drawer, took out another diaper, and waddled out of the room. He headed for the bathroom, but when he tried to open the door, the knob wouldn't turn. Somebody else was in there.
"Jake?" his mom asked as she came up behind him, "What are you doing up?"
He turned around and tried to cover his rear. "Uhh..."
"Why do you have another diaper?" She raised her eyebrow, "You didn't wet yourself already, did you?"
"Umm..." He looked away, "No..."
"Well then what are you doing?"
The two of them stood in the hallway looking at each other until she started to notice the smell, and that he was holding his hands behind him.
"...Did you poop in your diaper?"
He blushed and hung his head in shame.
"Oh my god, Jake!"
"I didn't mean to!" he retorted. "I sneezed really hard, and it just came out!"
His mom rubbed her temples and sighed. "Come on," she took his hand, "let's go get you changed." As they headed for her bedroom, she had one last quip to add. "I guess it's good that you already had a diaper on..."
