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PAGE THIRTY-FOUR

PANEL ONE: MIKE looks like he’s concentrating, trying hard to wet himself without knowing how.

NARR:
Here’s the thing: I hadn’t yet figured out how to start bedwetting. I didn’t have a plan. But here was my kid brother putting pressure on me to do it, and before I realized it…

PANEL TWO-THREE-FOUR: MIKE’s eyes widen in surprise as he starts wetting himself unexpectedly! This should be a progression of several panels showing the wet stain spread across his pajamas onto his bed sheets.

NARR:
…it was happening. I was wetting myself for real, without even thinking about it! Him calling me a wuss and a baby made me feel like I really was a huge sissy, and my bladder just let go on the spot!

PANEL FIVE: LUCAS looking down at how soaked MIKE is, MIKE is looking curiously at his own wetness as if he still can’t quite believe it.

LUCAS:
Good. Now you lie there until it’s time to get up. And Mikey…

MIKE:
Yeah?

PANEL SIX: LUCAS points to the raging tent in MIKE’s wet pajamas.

LUCAS:
Better get used to that feeling, bedwetter.