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I am surprised when I hear my brother's voice behind me and I didn't realize that he say my accident and I figured he would bust up laughing or make a comment about it. I still have to walk to the car without people noticing and go through the parking lot. I feel super nervous and not sure about how lucky I will be because I can't blame it on a spilled drink. "Let's go to the car."

This whole afternoon is going from bad to worse and never would I have guessed that this was how it was going to be for a high school graduate. I would rather be in prison than this. All my friends were treated better, like mature young adults doing fun stuff like travelling, going to college, jobs and even in high school weren't treated this way. "Come on, I don't want to be spanked, I am too old for that and we are the same age." I didn't care that he was my new step dad, I would never give in.

I watch Alex finish the fourth beer and toss the can in the sink and open another. I finished mine shortly after and opened my fifth. It was at this moment that I felt a rumbling in my stomach as well as me feeling more drunk. I ignore my stomach at first, but after a few seconds I had to poop more than pee and I got a panicked look on my face as I realize I need to stop drinking beer now. "I will be back, just need to use the restroom." At that point it was unstoppable and I totally loaded up my underwear right in front of my roommate and my face went red and I felt nervous wondering if my roommate noticed or whether I could get away if I just went to the bathroom. Even drunk it felt disgusting sitting in poopy underwear and I noticed the smell start filling the room.

I walk around looking for my brother for what seemed like years and was about 15 minutes. I start thinking did he forget our arrangement or did he get lost. Now I have to pee and it's urgent enough that I need to find a bathroom right now because I had finished my second soda, but I didn't know there were any bathrooms inside the store and didn't bother waiting to ask because it would have cost time, but a long walk on a full bladder and I can't wait for my brother. He can find me instead and sometimes I feel I should leave him home. I snake my way out of the store and walk as fast as I could that way. As I walk, the pressure is building up enough that I end up spurting into my boxer briefs and I pause while trying to stop it, but I can't because of how much I drank and drench my pants, sox, and shoes right there in the middle of the mall and I cover what I can and quickly find a place to sit down to avoid being seen. I text my brother so he can come find me and I am nervous about him finding out, but I can't leave him here. I could try to make my way to the car, but either way he'd find out when he got there. Oh, my god this is so embarrassing and childish.

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My brother starts talking and saying that he doesn't have to prove himself as he starts putting things in the bag and I figure he must me lying. Then he unzips his pants and drops them down while having a proud look on his face that he is a man. I see it and it has hair around on the bottom of his dick and he's right, he's way bigger and it makes me feel bad sitting in a diaper while my more mature brother sees that I am diapered just like one of the kids he babysits. His comment about being smaller than the kids he babysit really hurts and I don't say anything not wanting him to go off.

I finish my third feeling good, but not drunk. I watched Alex crack open another and ask him how many he's had just to keep score. I quickly open another beer and chug faster to make it closer and almost finished it at close to the same time as Alex did. All of a sudden I started feeling the effects more even though it had only been a minute or so.

I see my brother point over to the game store and I haven't been in a while. "I might look at a game myself so if you finish first, come find me and I'll find you if not." I also want to look at a book that will help me be better at the game and go over to another section to find it. When I do, I start reading which takes about 20 minutes and then I look at a game itself for a few more minutes and at this point I don't have much soda left in my cup. I have to go to the bathroom and grab the items to find my brother.

As Thomas ran through the mile long list of rules I listened in annoyance thinking that this is stupid, I am 18 and only grade schoolers go to bed that early. And taking away my ability to drive downright suckes. I could never move out and get a normal life without a car and not a lot around locally where I could just walk to work or close apartments. Then he said I wasn't allowed to be alone and also can't watch grown up shows, as well as being given a bat. I roll my eyes when he's done and bolt for the closest door to try to run because all of this is very stupid with having my younger brothers in charge and new clothing and that's the last thing I want is for others to know about all this dumb stuff.

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As Dan laughs at me as I sit there diapered and he tells me that I can't pay him enough even though I'd give him my life savings if I could, but I know how he feels because it would be hard for me to give in if the situation were reversed. Then when he calls my penis small and my face goes red after he's seen me naked and knows I was lying about my size, but can he really be bigger? The idea of me at 16 being smaller than my 13 year old brother, I just don't believe. And he makes it worse when he says I don't know what #3 is and it makes it worse thinking about my brother saying I don't know how to jerk like some little boy. "If you're so big why don't you prove it?"

I am laying on the diaper changing table and I hear my phone make a noise which means I got a text and my brother grabs it since I can't reach it. He says it's from mom and she said that I had to use the diapers for everything and it instantly makes me disappointed that not only do I have to wear diapers to Disneyland for three days, but I have to use them. I am confused about what mom means about #3, but figure it out. Since we have a lot more driving to do I am so paranoid of people hearing the crinkle, noticing the bulge, or noticing the smell of baby powder especially since there were 11 teens traveling in the same car with my brother in charge. None of them know I wet the bed a few days ago. "Can you please not have so much fun with diapering me? How about I give you money to not diaper me, say $100"

I listen to my mom finish by telling me that Dan can spank me if I don't listen then hangs up and I sit and think about what she said. Then Dan asks me if I am going to be good and let him diaper me and I want to cry and just nod yes even though it's still hard to imagine being diapered by my younger brother at my age and I see a look of glee in his face as he takes the upper hand and enjoys it. Then he says it will be a secret between us as long as I don't mess. The thought about using my diapers just like a toddler horrified me because no body over age 2 wore diapers and mom hung up before I could ask about being able to use the toilet and just wear the diapers without wetting or messing. And with how mad she was, there was no way to call again. I turn to Dan and say, "I will wear diapers, but she never said to use them and when we stop for food or for other people I will use the bathroom then you can diaper me again. That's all mom wanted anyway."

I only takes me a split second to think about his reply and it sounds good. No way way he gonna lose this bet, but he had never seen his roommate party or heard stories about high school partying. I look over to Alex and say, "It's a deal." Then finish the one I'm on and crack another one to keep track. "Both of us are on our third." I am looking forward to not doing any chores all year as well have meal cooked by the loser Alex.

We start walking away toward the mall and Ricky noticed I had made a huge dent in my soda and ran off without saying anything, so I waited while he got in line again while I finished my pretzel. When he started walking towards me I was surprised to see another soda in his hand. When he told me it was for me, I said thanks and grabbed it not sure if I could drink that much soda. I started drinking the other one quickly so I wouldn't have to carry two. In a short amount of time I finished and we carried on to the mall and I realized where all the people from the parking lot were hiding. I held Ricky's drink while he ate and kept drinking on mine absentmindedly. "What store did you want to go to? And if you remind me when we get home I will give you money."

I finish drinking the beer and go throw the empty can in the sink and open the fridge to grab another and think about what my roommate said about a drinking contest. He say's the winner will be the other guy's bitch and I'm not sure what he means. "Like the winner can do whatever to the loser? I don't think a drinking contest is fair to you Alex because your just a baby compared to me. I will blow you away no problem because drinking is my major and I have been partying longer since I am older. Are you sure you want to bet?" I ask with a grin on my face saying this is already over as I wait for him to reply..

I grabbed the pretzel because it looked super good and I walked over to the cheese bar to grab something to dip in and grabbed nacho cheese. They also had cream cheese which is good, or Cinnabon sauce which is addictive. "Do you want me to grab any topping for your pretzel? Thanks for buying and I can give you money later if you want." I am so thirsty I begin drinking the soda and after a minute I have drank about a third of a 64 ouncer. "Do you want to eat here or walk and eat?" I start drinking on my soda and wanting at least a bite right now because I'm starving and the idea of a pretzel only made me more hungry, but don't want to start if we are walking away. By the time my brother answers I am almost half way done with my soda, but salty food will need more.

I am surprised when Alex agrees and almost feel like my mouth should of fallen to the ground, but just say "Cool." Then he say's he has some beer and it just happens to be my favorite brand, cheap and free and wondering how long this will last. He's not normally this nice and just figure it might change after we've been drinking and get friendly and start becoming better roommates. I reach out and grab one and crack it open and drink a gulp. "It's good don't you think? How much beer do you have? Did you steal it from your dad?" I grab mine and drink another gulp.

I look over to the store he was talking about squinting my eyes in the sun. "I am really thirsty right now and would like a separate drink and I will give you money." My brother hit a growth spurt over summer and always pointing out the fact to EVERYBODY like it made him a man to be taller than me. He is a little over 6 feet and I am 5'6" but older by four years which meant more to me. We both start walking over to the store which is part of the large mall, just on the very end of a long isle. As we walk over there are people walking through the parking lot due to how busy it is and we get to the front door. "I want an extra large Cherry Coke. I haven't had anything to drink since lunch."

I gulped down the food it was very good, free, and already made. "I don't want to go to class because I just ate and need time to digest. Why don't you skip and we can play games and party?" I had tried this before and he never did it, but I hate early classes and mine is boring, so I've skipped more than a few, but feel guilty about it. I'm not sure why because the only thing that I can think of is what my parents would say. They are paying for some of my college, but not all. I got loans instead of working.

We moved on to the mall which was about 10 minutes away and pulled into the parking lot which almost looked like school let out and everyone went to the mall. I drove around the parking lot going up and down the isles a few times. The third isle there was a car pulling out with a old grandpa driving a Buick from the 90's with what looked like his wife. There was a handicap sign on the license plate and why does it seem that every old person drives like they are mentally handicapped? "Oh my god, don't take all day," I say out loud to Ricky while two impatient teens waited an eternity. Finally I pulled in to the spot making sure we weren't crooked and got it done quick and easy in comparison. "Ready Bro?" I ask grabbing my phone which has some money and a credit card. Sometime Ricky does dumb stuff like treat me like a kid or laugh when I do something and say maybe mom should put me in charge, but I know that would never happen and laugh at his jokes. He is only 13 after all and I feel the need to play along so he doesn't feel like the younger brother.

I feel Thomas grab my hand and tell me to wait until he can go over the other rules and I don't want to have any more surprises so meekly say ok in a disappointed tone. Then he sets me on his lap and it feels childish like something Michael or Mark would do.

My name was Miles and I had just started college this semester and was 18 and decided to live off campus because it gave more freedom to party. The only bad part was cooking meals and I always had my parents do dishes, cook, do laundry, and clean up. I found a roommate from an online housing board and haven't done a lot, but he likes doing chores. Plus he cooks really good food because he used to work at a restaurant. I wake up and play video games in my room until I hear my roommate around outside. Then it's not long before the smell of bacon is drawing my attention away. I get up just as he finished with cooking breakfast and normally if he was gone, I'd just "borrow" some, but with him there, I ask, can I some of this delicious food and notice two drinks. "Can I have some?"

My name is Miles and I am a junior and don't do any sports for the school because I'm uncoordinated. The year just started about a month ago and was getting into the swing of things. I didn't have much homework due tomorrow and figured I could finish it in an hour. I had been talking to my younger brother on the way to school about either going to a movie or the mall and he said the mall because he wanted to hang out and get something. I just wanted to go hang. After school got out I looked around for my little brother. I was 17 and he was 13 and the jr high and high school were right next door to each other and he usually got a ride home from me. Sometimes one of us had other plans and couldn't ride together. Most of the time he was waiting inside the car because both of us had keys. Sometimes, I have to text him, but he just happened to be inside because I'm guessing he wants to go to the mall as long as he still has free time. I open my door and set my back pack inside and look at my brother and ask, "Ready?"

I watch as my step dad holds out his hand to me after opening the door and I reluctantly put my hand in his and shiver at the feeling that says this is totally wrong. I don't fully grab, knowing I don't need help and the thought of more rules piled on to make it a thousand times worse. I am feeling embarrassed even though no one is around and follow him inside to listen to what he says before running to my room. In fact, I decide to move to my room before he has a chance to talk.