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PANEL ONE: MICHAEL stands next to his bed, his wet diapers drooping somewhat now that he’s standing. He explains as if it has always been this way.

MICHAEL:
I stopped last year, but I guess my parents thought I should be in the bedwetter’s cabin. I think they put me here on purpose in case I relapsed…and I guess I did.

PANEL TWO: JARED puts a comforting hand on MICHAEL’S shoulder.

JARED:
It’s okay, buddy. We’re all bedwetters here.

NARR:
And just like that, I made friends.

PANEL THREE: The boys playing with a ball outside during the day in tight shorts.

NARR:
The guys relaxed around me after that. I guess they worried about feeling judged by the only non-wetter guy in the group, but now that they’d seen me wet…

PANEL FOUR: BEN hugging MICHAEL.

NARR:
…I was accepted as one of them.

PANEL FIVE: MICHAEL is pulling his plastic pants up tight against his bulky thick diapers, as he gets ready for bed (he’s only wearing diapers, no shirt)

NARR:
But the thing I didn’t expect was this:

PANEL SIX: MICHAEL lying on his back in bed, head raised to look down at his diapers as he wets them on purpose. He looks interested and curious, and maybe a little bit surprised.

NARR:
Wetting myself felt so good!