2011

I turned on the TV and turned it to ed edd and eddy

I'm 24/7 so how wet (or dry) I am before bed is simply a question of when I last changed.  I usually change about dinner time so I'm usually a bit wet when I go to bed but I wear high capacity nappies so it doesn't matter. These days I need to pee three times or more per night.  Sometimes I wake, sometimes I dream my way through peeing and sometimes I just sleep through and wake up wetter.  It doesn't matter. I've noticed that if I go to bed dry I'm more likely to wake up to pee.  If I go to bed wet it's like my brain says "you're wet anyway so what difference would it make?" and I stay asleep, maybe dreaming about peeing.

Chapter 39 Daniel burned red as he waddled down the hallway towards the common area. He braced his emotions for what would come next, but already he felt like he had begun to build a dam over quicksand, and no amount of preparation would be able to protect him from the upcoming humiliation.  He needed to ask one of his friends for a diaper change. Quickly, he ran down his options: He could ask Jen for help, but he couldn’t imagine asking her for help with something so gross when he already smoldered with guilt over kissing another girl.  Cassie had an equal, opposite problem. The source of his guilt, he could still feel her lips tingling on his own when he pictured her. And would it feel inappropriate if he asked her to change his diaper, given her recent confession?  He needed someone more distant, someone he trusted implicitly but that wouldn’t carry baggage. Anyone in the coven would probably be fine except Cassie, but of all of them, he hoped that he ran into Asami first–she generally kept a level head, didn’t make a big deal out of things, and rarely engaged in diaper-related teasing when it came up.  Nodding to himself, Daniel rounded the corner to enter the common room and– “Danny!” Jen called, sitting up and running over to him immediately. She turned pink and slowed her jog as she approached, self-correcting to, “Daniel. Sorry. ‘Danny’ is just stuck in my brain and–um.” Her nose wrinkled as she got within sniffing distance and her eyes darted down, taking in the way his diaper sagged heavily beneath the hem of his miniskirt.  Her approach drew a little attention, but the common room was only half full and most of the students were exhausted, so only a few people glanced his way.  Daniel stood there frozen, words stuck in his mouth.  She returned her gaze up to him and frowned, though she didn’t directly address the source of the stink wafting off him. “What happened? Are you gonna be expelled?”  He shook his head. “No, but…Rachel happened.”  Jen groaned and adjusted her glasses in annoyance. “Are you–what did she do? Can we just go to the faculty this time, please?” “It wouldn’t do any good, this one’s school-sanctioned,” Daniel explained. “Since I ‘snuck out’ by claiming I would go get a diaper change, she convinced the dean that I should be punished.”  “I mean…” Jen dropped her voice to a whisper. “You did sneak out by claiming you would go get a diaper change, so…what’s the punishment?” He struggled to say it out loud, still stewing in the humiliation Rachel had poured onto him. He managed to get half an answer out, one that lacked most of the words it needed to be sensible. “I can’t…anymore.”  “You can’t…” Jen puzzled for a moment before recognition flashed in her eyes. “You can’t change your diaper?”  Blush flaring up as bright as ever, Daniel nodded. “Rachel was going to be the only one who could, and I think she was just going to torture me until I quit, but…” “But…” Jen thought for a moment. “Well you came here, and didn’t go straight to the nurse, so she’s not going to change you…oh. Oh. Yeah, sure, I can do that, come on.”  He didn’t even need to ask–she took his arm and began walking away from the common area, towards his room. Daniel dug in his heels and pulled his arm away. “Wait, stop.”  “What?” she asked, turning in confusion. “Am I not allowed? Or is this one of those boy things?”  He frowned in response. “‘Boy things’?” “Like, you’re embarrassed because we’re also hooking up,” Jen explained. “And to that I say, puh-lease, it’s not like I don’t already know everything you have going on down there, y’know? Seriously, it’s fine.”  Even as she said it, Daniel caught the hint of hesitation in her expression. She could say it was fine all she wanted, but nobody relished having to be on diaper duty for anyone. She’d do it because they were friends, and they were dating, but that didn’t mean Jen truly felt the enthusiasm that she projected.  Besides, his guilt ate at him. If she knew what he’d done, she probably wouldn’t be his friend anymore, and she certainly wouldn’t be his girlfriend anymore.  Jen took his arm again and resumed walking towards his dorm room. “I’d change a hundred diapers before I let Rachel fuck with you,” she promised him. “I know this is super awkward for you, but what was your plan otherwise? One of your friends is going to have to help. Heck, we’ll probably have to take shifts like we do when we escort you to keep Rachel away–we could probably coordinate that and make a schedule so we all share the load, and…” She continued chattering, rambling on about a plan for Daniel’s diaper duty, but he could only hear his own heartbeat pounding in his chest and the crinkle of his abused diaper rustling between his thighs.  At the end of the hall that led to the prefect’s dorms, he stopped again. “I need to tell you something.”  Jen looked at him and finally saw the guilt. Her face fell, surprise and confusion mingling. “No–Daniel, you can’t quit. You can’t let Rachel win.” (She deserves the truth, she’s a better person than me.)  He inhaled through his mouth and steadied himself. On the exhale, he forced out the words, admitting his guilt openly. “When we were in Paris, I kissed Cassie.”  Jen tilted her head and smiled. “Oh, cool! She’s super pretty, and…ooh. Did she ask about going steady?”  Daniel blinked. Jen had, seemingly without realizing, done a verbal karate move and stolen all his momentum. “What?”  “Look, I won’t be upset, whatever you pick,” Jen promised him. “I get that it’s not for everyone, and my goal is not to tie anyone down. You gotta do what you gotta do.”  Shaking his head, Daniel said, “Jen, what are you talking about? I just admitted to cheating on you.”  Jen stared, her brow furrowed, and then she burst out laughing. Daniel’s blush returned, but when he tried to ask a question, he could only make empty stammering sounds.  She wheezed for several moments, ultimately leaning against the wall to support herself through the fit of giggles. When she had recovered enough to speak, she said, “That’s what’s had you acting weird since you got back?”  “I…yeah,” Daniel said. “I…thought you should know. I’m so sorry.”  Wiping tears from her eyes, Jen shook her head, a little sobriety entering her expression. “Danny, I thought I told you we weren’t exclusive–you knew that, right?”  Again he blinked, baffled and uncertain what she was talking about. “Wait…” “Like, yeah, you should tell me, I appreciate it, but I’m not mad. College is pretty much designed for swinging, y’know?” She tilted her head, then a bit of worry entered her expression. “Wait–shit. You didn’t know about me and Becca? I thought I told you we hooked up.”  Daniel thought back to what he had heard. “That’s the girl in your coven with the red hair, right? I thought…I don’t know, you were being metaphorical? Like when girls call each other ‘girlfriend’.”  Jen rolled her eyes. “You’ve got a lot of learning to do, Daniel. Do you want to be in an exclusive relationship?”  He didn’t have an answer. The whole concept was foreign to him, and the idea of dating two people at once struck him as…too big to think about. He shrugged. “I guess, I’ll have to think?”  “Well, just to be super explicit, I really like it when we hook up, and I enjoy your company, and I have zero interest in anything more intense than that right now. I don’t know if I ever will, really. If you want to start seeing Cassie, that’s totally fine with me, just make sure she knows what you’re looking for.”  Daniel felt like he’d been punched in the head, but in a positive, nice way. He reeled with relief, almost dizzy as his guilt from the past night washed away.  “Also, Cassie asked permission first,” Jen commented, “So like, she knows about us, y’know? Now–seriously, you need a fresh diaper already, so let’s keep moving.” Trailing after her in a daze, Daniel followed Jen into his bedroom. She took charge quickly, retrieving a fresh diaper, wipes, and baby oil from his dresser and pulling the blanket off his bed so he’d just have his waterproof sheets to lie down on.  “Alright, let’s see,” she said, producing her wand. “I don’t know a presto chango spell, but I should be able to cobble something together.”  Daniel moved to lay down, gingerly trying to avoid sitting on his mess as he did so. It took a little gymnastics to go straight from standing to lying without sinking his weight into the seat of his diaper, but he managed, pulling up his skirt so Jen would have unfettered access to his onesie.  She raised her wand and flicked it, chanting words of power, but nothing happened.  Jen frowned. “Is the onesie–cute, by the way–did Rachel enchant it to be magic resistant?”  “I don’t know,” Daniel said. “I can’t undo the snaps, though, so…probably?”  Jen nodded and held her breath as she leaned in, manually popping the snaps. Immediately his diaper fwumped out, flopping onto the bed as the snaps no longer held anything back, and while pinching her nose, Jen raised her wand again and cast a second spell.  Daniel felt the subtle ripple of energy, but his diaper remained there, limp and soggy, unmoving.  Blinking, Jen turned and cast the same spell on the fresh diaper she’d set out. It immediately unfolded itself, spreading and even fluffing up a bit.  “Well…shit, okay.” Jen tapped her nose with the tip of her wand and her voice took on a slightly nasal quality. “I guess we’re doing this the Mundane way.”  Daniel laid back, staring at the ceiling and crossing his arms over his chest so he wouldn’t have to watch. This was plenty humiliating without a detailed view, and even the relief of finding out that he hadn’t cheated with Cassie could only get him so far before his threadbare dignity rushed back in to remind him what was happening.  Jen popped the tapes on his diaper and it flopped open onto the bed, amplifying the smell as there were now no layers left to contain it. She winced slightly, but began taking wipes from the dispenser, gathering up a loose handful before she went to work.  “Question,” she said. “I need to throw this away and get the fresh one under you…how do I do that?”  Daniel sat up on his elbows. “Huh?”  “Well…you’re kind of icky all the way to the back, and so’s the diaper, so it’s kind of a thing of I can’t do one without the other,” Jen explained, pointing. “If I take the diaper away, you’ll get your sheets all gross, if I try and wipe you up while you’re still on the diaper, you’ll just get yucky again.”  Daniel pursed his lips. “Normally this always involved a shower when I do it…”  After a moment of thought, Jen said, “Well, I can use a cleaning spell on your sheets, so…take the diaper away, clean you, cast a spell on the sheets?”  “Sure, I guess.” Daniel shrugged and laid back down. “There’s got to be a better way, but…I don’t know what it is.”  “Something to look up later.”  The problem solving helped crack the tension a bit, and while Daniel still smoldered with embarrassment, he didn’t feel like he was about to die anymore. Jen followed her plan and pulled his old diaper away, balling it up and carrying it to his pail before she began with the wipes. She started low, wiping away the worst of the mess and piling old wipes on his old diaper, then began working her way up, cleaning his thighs, then… (No, no, not now.) Daniel’s blush was etched indelibly on his cheeks as he felt an erection begin to build, utterly unbidden, an automatic response to having a pretty girl’s hands near his cock. He squirmed and clenched his toes, trying to kill it, but couldn’t prevent the physical response from taking its course.  “I’m not saying no,” Jen quipped. “But I’m gonna need you to be a little patient, okay?” “No, I–” Daniel began. “I know, you can’t control it,” Jen interrupted. Then a giggle escaped her and she covered her mouth with her arm. “Sorry.”  Daniel took a stab at what she was thinking. “Something about me not being able to control it, right?”  She snickered. “Yeah…I didn’t want to say it out loud, but–well, since we’re already here, ‘You can’t control it, that’s why you need me here to help you.’”  A second passed, and Daniel’s blush deepened for reasons other than embarrassment.  Jen caught the flash in his expression as she shimmied the fresh diaper beneath his hips. “Hmm?” “Nothing,” he replied. She looked down at his erection, then back at him. “Are you sure it’s nothing? You don’t want my help with anything else before you get snapped back up in your–oh. Oh. I just realized something.”  He sat up on his elbows, arousal fading slightly. “What?”  “You aren’t going to be able to jerk off,” Jen explained. “If you can’t touch your diaper, and you’re always wearing it…I guess this has to be my job, now, doesn’t it?”  “Uh…”  Jen picked up the baby oil tube and squirted a little into her hand, going with the flow. Daniel knew he could tell her to stop, but those words were as far as they could have been from his mind as she touched him, gently stroking his cock.  “That’s kind of hot,” she mused, fingers tracing up and down with slick desire. “You’re going to need to come to your babysitter for all your needs, won’t you?”  Daniel whimpered, and any reticence he had vanished as his libido took over. “Ahhh…”  She stroked faster, grasping the shaft with her full hand, and Daniel found all words vanish from his mind. “Good boy,” she praised. “Just let me take care of you, and–”  He began to spurt into her hand, twitching in climax as she pulled the orgasm from him. Jen grinned in delight and kept her hand moving, aiming him down so that the trickle of cum dribbled down her hand and into his waiting diaper.  Daniel panted for breath, exhausted and delirious in a good way. “Fuck.”  “Yeah?” Jen asked, wiping her hand off on the interior of his fresh diaper and then using a couple baby wipes for the detail work. “That wasn’t where I expected this to go, but I’m not going to lie, it was very hot. You liked it too, right?”  “Oh, yeah, definitely,” he assured her. “I mean…couldn’t you tell?”  Jen smirked. “I thought you couldn’t control it?” They both chuckled, and she moved to finish the change, wrapping the slightly cum-stained diaper over him and taping it down. “There you go–all fresh. Or, mostly fresh.”  Breathing deeply, unwinding from the intensity of the sudden sex, Daniel said, “Do you want me to…I don’t know, something?”  “Right now, I’m happy to make you feel happy,” Jen said. “But I’m going to remember this for next time and come prepared.”  The imaginations that her comment sparked in Daniel made his eyes widen, and he laid back as she finished doing up his snaps. “Maybe this isn’t going to be so bad after all.”      ... Support plz! My writing is enabled my my subscribers, and I reward them in turn with early access and compliments. (Seriously, they're awesome!) https://reamstories.com/peculiarchangelingabdl https://subscribestar.adult/peculiarchangeling

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