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Chapter 3

Kevin walked gingerly up the hill to his apartment. The diaper that he reapplied to his stinging bottom was cold, wet and now collecting the cum that was seeping from his ass. Joe had worked him over pretty well and between the power of his thrusts and the repeated smacks to his rear Kevin was reminded of the last hour with each step. As he rounded the corner it became apparent that there was going to be no way to avoid walking near people. The bus stop on the right hand side of the street had a line and there were multiple dog walks to his left. He opted to the left in the hopes that the stench of pee and sex would be less evident to someone picking up after their dog than it would to those heading in to corporate America.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he finally made it to his apartment building. Kevin stepped inside, closing the door behind him he was overwhelmed by a sense of guilt. He was a highly educated, grown man that was just fucked, spanked and sent home in a soiled diaper. How could that ever be appealing, let alone sexually stimulating? He went into the bathroom and peeled off his diaper. There was no chance in hell that he would wear this until tomorrow- despite the warning he received from John. Two minutes into his shower and he was back to thinking about tomorrow morning's workout. He stroked himself to climax and then sat down in the tub, letting the water wash over him. He had two appointments this afternoon and then needed to swing by the grocery store to stock up for the week and then the pharmacy for a different brand of diaper. If he was going to keep this workout regime up the Bambino diaper wasn't going to cut it. He'd have to get something a little less bulky that wouldn't sag so much in the seat.

The afternoon dental and eye appointments went just fine, though he was pretty sure that the hygienist caught a glimpse of his pamper when he rose from the chair. The grocery store was practically empty when he stopped and for a fleeting moment Kevin considered dropping a bag of diapers in the cart as though it were the most natural thing but thought better of it. The more people that saw him with diapers, the more likely it would be that his secret became common knowledge. This was not an option as far as he was concerned. After dropping the groceries in the car he went across the street to the pharmacy. There was one woman that worked there that was well aware of his needs. She had been sympathetic at first but the more they got to know each other, the more she would subtly tease him. She wouldn't do it if front of people and she always brown bagged his things to avoid any public embarrassment.

Kevin received a warm smile from the clerk as he entered the store. His cheeks flushed without fail every time he came in and he headed straight back to the consult area. She walked behind him and as she went to the other side of the counter she gave him a knowing smile.

"Hey, uh, actually, I also need to get some that are a little more discreet. A little thinner, maybe clothed backed?"

"Are those Abenas not working out for you sweety?" she asked.

"No, no, they're fine, it's just that I need some that are easier to workout in. You know, that aren't so bulky and don't make as much noise?"

"Ok, sure. I think I have what you need just back here. Give me one minute."

Kevin took a deep breath and glanced around the pharmacy to see if anyone was in earshot. The clerk returned with another brown bag full of Depends.

"We got these which will be much better than what you've got on now. Or you can go with a cloth backed pull-up."

"You can tell? That I'm? I mean...."

"Oh child, I've seen more diapered bottoms that I can count and can smell a wet diaper from across the room. You'll want to be getting' on home for a change if you know what's good for you."

Kevin swiped his card, blushed and completely soaked his diaper.

"Thank you."

"Oh don't thank me sweety. Someday you'll keep those pants dry," she said with a smile.

He walked out shaking his head praying that the recent flood didn't leak into his sweatpants. He wondered just how much she knew. Could she possibly understand that her teasing aroused him to no end? Kevin dropped the two bags of diapers in the trunk and headed home to start dinner. When he pulled in to the parking lot and hit the speed bump he knew immediately that he had at least one half moon wet spot on his bottom. The dark grey sweatpants would conceal only so much so he tied his sweatshirt around his waist and unloaded the car, diapers first of course.

About an hour after he had put a lasagna in the oven his phone rang. He picked up to hear "You're probably pretty uncomfortable right about now aren't you boy?"

Kevin started stuttering a reply when he heard "You didn't do what you were told did you? You're not wearing your diaper," John said.

"I'm wearing my diaper, seriously I am," he responded.

"But not the same one that you were wearing this morning though right?"

"Well no, I couldn't do that. I had to go to the dentist and go grocery shopping."

"Uh huh. Well, since this is your first infraction I'll go easy on you tomorrow morning. Be on the trail at 5:30. I want you to wear shorts and a sweatshirt, and of course, your diaper. I also want you to bring enough diapers to last you a couple of days. Do you understand?"

"Yes, but-"

"If you don't you'll be jogging home in just a pamper so make sure you do what you're told."

"Yes John."

"Yes what?"

"Yes Sir."

"Good boy. I'll see you in the morning." And with that, Kevin heard a click and started shaking. Was he really going through with all of this?

Chapter 4

It was Saturday morning, well before dawn, when Kevin awoke with the all too familiar soggy diaper between his legs. Technically, John hadn't said that he couldn't change this nighttime diaper. He had already not followed instructions and figured if he was to be punished, he might as well start of the day in a comfortable state. He tore the tapes of his pamper and hopped in the shower. Minutes later he was powdered and taping up a Depends. He fumbled through his dresser in search of a pair of shorts and pulled them on.

Kevin had everything for his run and was walking out the door when he remembered his instructions to pack enough diapers for a couple of days. What did John have in mind? He really couldn't expect him to stay the entire weekend. Better safe than sorry, Kevin packed his jogging bag full of Bambinos, wipes and powder. He walked out and realized that though the Depend diaper was allot thinner it crinkled allot louder.

"Terrific," Kevin thought, "just what I didn't need this morning." The last thing he wanted to be was late so he decided against switching diapers and headed down the street to the trail. Just like the day before the streets were empty at this hour and he hoped they'd stay that way a bit longer given that it was Saturday.

He was 10 yards down the entrance to the trail for about 5 minutes stretching when a voice once again boomed behind him, "Mornin' boy! Glad you could make it this morning."

"Good morning John, how's it going?" John stared at Kevin until he received the greeting he expected.

"I mean, good morning sir," Kevin finally said reluctantly.

John looked at him intently. He was going to be a little harder to break down than initially thought, but he'd be worth it.

"Come over here."

Kevin didn't hesitate but moved cautiously. Once in arms reach, John had him bent at the waist with his shorts around his knees in a second as he inspected his diaper.

"All nice and dry huh? Well, I have two things to say to that. First, this is your punishment for yesterday's indiscretion and second, you're going to really wish you had worn a better diaper, here comes my morning piss." And with that, John began pissing down the back of Kevin's skimpy pamper. Tears filled his eyes as he endured one of the most intensely humiliating experiences of his life. When he finished, John snapped the back of Kevin's diaper back in place, pulled his shorts up tight and patted him on the rear. One step forward and the contents of Kevin's diaper began pouring down his legs.

"Come on boy, let's get a few miles in this morning," and he took off down the trail.

He couldn't decide which was worse, John's piss running down his legs from a saturated diaper or the fact that he had to run with a raging hard-on. Halfway through the run Kevin finally spoke.

"Sir, can we stop for a second?"

"Sure Kevin, I'm not trying to kill you as you get back into shape."

"Thank you sir," Kevin said meekly.

"I have a couple of problems," he said with his hands on his knees, gasping for air.

"Well speak up- and when you do I want you standing up straight and looking me in the eye."

"Well, for one thing, I have the worst diaper rash in history right now from running in this wet pamper."

"Ha! Yeah I can imagine. Maybe you should have thought about following instructions and you'd feel a little better right now."

"Yeah, the other problem is that my stomach is cramping up and it's not from being out of shape."

"Oh boy, well, maybe you should take a knee and see if you can prevent yourself from shitting in that little diaper of yours. Come to think of it, while you're down there, how about you suck some dick?"

"Please don't ask me to do that out here. I'm trying my best to please you and I really can't do that."

"That's too bad. Alright then let's get this run over with and I'll decide if you're worthy of anymore of my time."

Kevin was nearly crying as they made their way around the halfway point. He couldn't believe that Joe was making him do this. He couldn't believe he was going along with it all. He also couldn't believe that despite the fact that he was about to mess himself he was hard as a rock. His pace slowed with a mile left and he was now openly crying. John turned back to see Kevin's mouth drop open and he grinned as the poor guy filled his diaper. Kevin stopped and started sobbing. His own pee was now trickling down his legs and the load in the seat of his diaper caused his shorts to sag to mid thigh.

"Well, well, well. Looks like you're in a bit of a bind aren't you?" sneered John.

"I can't believe this. What am I supposed to do now? I have to get out of here."

"We can leave now but I want that filthy ass walking 10 feet behind me. No more, no less. You can put on another diaper when we get to the bench at the beginning of the trail."

Kevin hung his head in shame and dutifully walked behind John. When they arrived at the bench he looked around to see if anyone was out yet and by the grace of god the trail remained empty. He reached into his pack and retrieved a Bambino diaper. John push him down on the bench and Kevin nearly puked as his mess was launched out the legs and up the back of his diaper. He began to untape the Depends and John stopped him.

"I told you you could put on another diaper, not that you could take that one off."

"John please.....I can't take much more of this," Kevin pleaded. John didn't even respond. He just stood there staring straight back until Kevin finally submitted and laid back to apply his second diaper. He allowed Kevin to use powder and wipes to clean up his legs but there was nothing that could be done about his urine soaked sneakers.

"Stand up, leave your shorts around your ankles and look at me."

Kevin complied.

"Do you understand why you had to go through this today?"

"Yes sir."

"Are you ready to tell me why?"

"Yes sir."

"Well go ahead."

"I had to be humiliated this morning because I didn't follow your instructions."

"And what were my instructions."

"You told me to leave my diaper on all day yesterday until I saw you today."

"And why didn't you?"

"Because I didn't want to go out into public in a soaking wet diaper."

"And where are you now?"

"In public."

"And is your diaper wet?"

"Yes."

"And did you shit in your diaper like a little kid?"

"Yes."

"So given the choice, would you rather follow my instructions or go jogging in a shitty diaper?"

"Follow your instructions."

"Good. Now pull up those shorts and let's go."

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