Even though he didn't know what would happen when he got home, Terry was glad that this was the last day of camp. His mother would be there in the afternoon to pick him up. Things had even gotten a little bit better after his scuffle with Tiffany. He was still sore from his spanking with the paddle, and though he was still teased about it, Tiffany had stopped tormenting him and had actually been nice. She treated him like a baby, helping him with his tray and cutting his food for him, and was always fussing with his hair and adjusting clothes. He didn't like that but at least she wasn't as mean as she had been. He'd even been dry the last few nights and was allowed to wear his "big girl panties," as Tina callled them and informed everybody about whenever they saw each other.
Jennifer wasn't too happy about her best friend's new attitude. She even worried that "Theresa" was trying to steal Tiffany from her. Even though they all knew they were too mature for "the silly baby," Jennifer wanted to make sure everyone knew it. While helping in the kitchen, she "borrowed" a special candy bar that one of the older cooks kept hidden in her desk and gave it to Theresa during snack time.
After having their snack, the girls cleaned the cabin and packed away their things, saving some clothes for the afternoon to go home in. Racing out to the lake, they all dove in for their last "swimmie." Terry still had to wear the water wings and the one-piece suit still made him feel so silly, but he had gotten used to it and tried to play along. The older girls were there too, and Terry looked at them longingly, remembering how much fun swimming used to be when he was with his buddies "checking out the chicks."
The parents started to arrive while the girls were still swimming. Mrs. Jameson arrived shortly and as she walked to the lake she hardly recognized her children. Tina was now lean and muscular and even looked a bit taller. Terry was almost pudgy and his body definitely looked like that of a nine-or-ten year old girl. It was almost as if they had exchanged bodies. Tina had written that Terry's behavior had improved and no one even guessed that he wasn't a girl, though an immature and bratty one. Hearing that, Mrs. Jameson had no intention of letting a juvenile delinquent back into her home and was thinking of her options.
Just as she reached the shore, all the girls in the lake began screaming and making a panicked charge to get out of the water. Jennifer, Anna, and Brittany were rolling on the ground laughing and pointing at Terry who was crying and slowly walking to the shore as a brown cloud continued to erupt underwater all around him. Julie took him by the hand and marched him toward the cabin, angry that his bedwetting had not stopped but gotten even worse.
Wearing his Taffy Bear skirt and yellow t-shirt, and back in the disposable diaper, Terry joined the rest of the campers and parents at the picnic pavillion. Jennifer had called him "poopie pants" and the new nickname was being murmured among the campers. Sitting at the table with his mom and sister, Terry wanted to disappear, but could only sit and listen.
"I thought you'd grow up a little by being here," said his mother, "not turn into a spoiled little baby."
"But I'm not, Mommy." cried Terry, surprised that he hadn't called her 'Mom' like he always did. "I don't know what's going on. I was swimming and playing nice and all of a sudden my tummy hurt I went before I could go to the potty."
"Well, your language has certainly changed for the better and I expect it to stay that way." replied Mrs. Jameson, "but I can't understand why you're back in diapers. Am I going to have to get you a crib and rubber sheets, too?"
"I don't think so," exclaimed Julie as she walked over to their table. "I just had a talk with Edna, one of the cooks who's been teaching Theresa and the rest of the girls how to cook and clean in the kitchen. She takes chocolated laxatives and one of the other campers stole it and gave it to your daughter. She's in the office now being dealt with...it seems they've also been using the warm water trick on Theresa, that hadn't been done around here in so long that we never thought it wasn't Terri. I'm sorry I had to embarrass you to keep the beds dry, but you may need to wear those home in case that laxative is still working on you."
"I'm glad to hear that," said Mrs. Jameson who looked at her equally relieved son. "and I'll let you deal with those other girls however you wish. We've all had to deal with bad behavior and have to find ways to make sure it doesn't happen again, don't we Terri?"
"Yes, Mommy."
"Come on, Tina, get your little sister packed and out to the car. We have a long drive home."
"YES, MOMMY." answered Tina with a grin as she took terry's hand and went to the cabins.