Kinster

20 minutes later, and the four of us were packed into Ellie’s car, on our way to the store for our picnic supplies. Ellie had stuffed a backpack full of everything she might need for a diaper change, as well as some outfits for us. Ellie was just pulling into the parking lot of the store, when she spoke up. “Remember, if you wet, you have to tell me right away, ok?” The three of us nod nervously. Ellie continued, “Ok then, just so long as we are on the same page. Now let’s go.” We got out and walked across the parking lot. I cringed at the amount of crinkling the three of us were making. As we walked in, I noticed that Kay was looking around, terrified. As if every person was out to get her. She had chosen a good outfit to hide her diaper. She was wearing baggy shorts and a baggy t-shirt. I’d never seen her so dressed down in public before. She was always dressed stylishly. Seeing her now, I began to feel sorry for her. She was usually so confident. Now, she just looked uncomfortable and afraid. I walked up to her to try and reassure her. “Hey, don’t worry. It’s pretty much impossible to tell that you have one on. Just relax. You are drawing more attention to yourself by looking so… suspicious.” I said, trying to find the right words. Kay exhaled, clearly trying to calm down. “Yeah, I know… It’s just… Well I dunno. It feels like it’s obvious.” “I know what you mean.” I say, nodding. “Trust me, no one can tell. Plus, your butt is so small, with that on, you just look normal!” I teased, winking. She glared at me, grinning. “Whatever, my butt is perfect!” I grinned and grabbed a cart. I saw Kay turn and glance at her reflection, turning to look at her butt. “C’mon, stop being weird, Kay.” I said. “Let’s go pick out some beer for the picnic!” Kay nods and the two of us head into the liquor section while Adam and Ellie get supplies for the lunch. While we looked for alcohol, I noticed a growing urge to pee. Normally, I would’ve just let loose, but with the bet on, I had to do my best to hold it in. That was something I hadn’t been doing much of recently. “How about these?” Kay asked, pointing to an IPA. “Looks good!” I said, jolting out of my daydream. We got the beer and met up with Adam and Ellie, who had assembled quite a bit of food for the picnic. As we walked back out to the car, Adam spoke up. “Oh hey, Ellie,” Adam said, “does the whole ‘have to announce when you’ve used a diaper’ thing apply to me as well?” “Well yeah, of course.” Ellie said. “And the… the uh. Onesie thing too?” Adam asked. “Yep.” Ellie responded. “Oh. Ok. I guess I hadn’t realized that. Well uhm..” Adam hesitated, and then grinned sheepishly, “Well I used mine.” He admitted. I looked at Adam, shocked. Not only because of how casually he admitted it, but the fact that he admitted to wetting his diaper while walking through a crowded parking lot! I looked around to see if anyone had noticed, but the parking lot appeared to be completely normal. I noticed Kay had a similar expression on her face, shock and fear that others might have overheard. Ellie was grinning. “Well.” Ellie started. “I guess we can put you in your new outfit when we get to the car.” Adam blushed. “I guess I thought that rule only applied to Kay and Mike.” Ellie smiled, “no it applies to all of you.” She said. “Yeah.” Adam said flatly, “just found that out.” We arrived at the car. Adam, Kay and I packed up the groceries into backpacks for the picnic, while Ellie got out the diaper bag with the outfits in them. She laid out the outfits on the backseat. “Here, you can pick which one you want.” Ellie said. The first outfit was a solid green onesie, with a pair of black athletic shorts. It was easily the least embarrassing. The second outfit was a blue onesie with a small image of a rubber ducky, as well as a pair of white mesh shorts. The third outfit was a red onesie, with a big teddy bear on the chest. The teddy bear was even wearing a diaper, saying the words ‘hug me’ in big cutesy lettering. That outfit didn’t come with shorts either. Instead, it came with a short pink miniskirt. I gulped. Those were the options? “I guess I will take the green one.” Adam said. “Not quite as bad as the other two.” I gulped, realizing that if I did end up wetting this diaper before the end of the picnic, I would have to wear one of the other two. The blue one wasn’t quite so bad, since the ducky was relatively small, but the red one… the red one was way too much. It just screamed ‘I am wearing diapers’. That skirt wasn’t going to do much to hide a diaper. “Ok. Mike, Kay, hop in while I help Adam into this inside.” Ellie said, stuffing the other two outfits into the bag and starting the car for us. “I’ll leave the AC on for you.” Kay and I did as told. Ellie and Adam walked back into the store, Ellie holding the folded up ourfit in her hands. I looked at Kay nervously. “You think you’re gonna make it?” I asked. The urge in my bladder had grown slightly, but I could cope for now. Kay snorted. “Yeah of course.” She said. “I mean, how long are we gonna be gone? Two hours? I’ll be fine.” “If you say so…” I responded. “I dunno, I almost feel like just wetting and picking the blue onesie would be better than failing and having to wear the red one.” Kay laughed. “You would say that. Come on, it’s a few hours. Maybe YOU struggle to hold it in, but I’ll be fine.” I rolled my eyes. “Alright whatever then.” I said. She wasn’t taking this seriously enough. I pulled out my phone, passing the time. A short while later, Kay poked my shoulder. “Here they come!” She said, excitedly. I looked out and saw Ellie and Adam walking up. Adam was blushing, but, as I eyed him down, he didn’t look that strange. He simply looked like he had tucked his t-shirt in for some reason. The black shorts hid everything perfectly. I couldn’t see any diaper bulge at all. He definitely didn’t look stylish, but unless you knew better, there would be no way to tell that his shirt was actually a onesie, holding up a wet diaper. The only thing giving him away was a very slight waddle. The two of them got in and Ellie started the car. “Alright! On the road!” Ellie said. “How does it feel, Adam?” I asked curiously. “Actually… To be honest, it feels better walking around with this on than when I had the t-shirt.” Adam said. “What?!” Kay and I both say at the same time. “Well I mean… The look isn’t great. I’ll give you that. I look like a total dork.” Adam said. “But walking around… Man. With the onesie holding up the diaper, it’s like… I dunno… Easier to walk normally. I don’t feel like I’m waddling nearly as much. You know?” I blushed and nodded, embarrassed that I knew exactly what he meant. Kay clearly did not, as she was looking as incredulous as ever. “Dude, you are crazy.” Kay said. Adam laughed. “Yeah, probably. Honestly though, it’s not that bad.” We spent the next few minutes in silence while Ellie took us to the park. Ellie seemed cheerful enough, but I could tell that Adam and Kay were feeling just as nervous about this as I was. As we got closer, Ellie started to explain about the park. “So it’s a pretty short walk to where I want to go, but it’s really secluded. No one knows about this place. I used to come here when I was a kid and it was always really nice. Trust me.” We arrived at the parking lot. It was completely empty. Tall trees surrounded it, secluding it from view. Ellie parked and we all hopped out. I blushed as I stood. My need to pee had grown a lot on the drive. My bladder was starting to ache a little. It was odd though. Normally, I would’ve been able to hold it for ages! Had my bladder been shrinking or something? My train of thought was interrupted as Ellie handed me one of the backpacks. “Alright! Before we go, it’s diaper check time!” She announced loudly. I blushed and looked around nervously. Ellie laughed and punched me in the shoulder. “Oh don’t be a fraidy cat. Trust me, this place is totally hidden.” I smiled at her, blushing. “I know.. it’s just… do you have to be so loud?” She grinned, “alright alright. I’m just teasing. But trust me, Mike, no one is gonna hear us. Now, drop your shorts. Let’s see if you’ve lost any paws from that diaper. Adam, Kay, you too.” I blushed deeper red. I maneuvered myself to one side of Ellie’s car, hiding myself from the entrance to the parking lot. I then lowered my shorts down to my thighs, exposing the diaper underneath. Ellie bent down, looking closely at the diaper. She reached a hand up and lightly squeezed the crotch. My heart jumped and my dick twitched happily. I felt myself go even more red, praying that she hadn’t noticed. “Still dry! Very good.” She said, unaware. “Ok, next.” Adam lowered his shorts. The green onesie stretched down against the weight of Adam’s diaper. Even without unsnapping it, I could tell that Adam was soggy. Ellie reached down and slipped a hand inside the fabric of the onesie, squeezing Adam’s crotch. I blushed jealously and looked away. “Yep. I knew YOU were wet already.” Ellie said. “But you don’t need a change. At least, not yet. Ok, you can pull ‘em back up now. Kay, your turn.” Adam pulled his shorts back up. I watched as Kay lowered her shorts. She was blushing deep crimson as her diaper was revealed. I felt a little bad for Kay. The diapers that they’d gotten were all sized for me. Kay was so small, the diaper was huge on her. The plastic came up all the way past her bellybutton, and the padding looked very bulky between her legs. I looked at her with pity as Ellie inspected the diaper closely. “Wow, I’m surprised. Still dry.” Ellie said. “Ok then! That’s all. Let’s head out.” We grabbed all of the stuff that we needed for the picnic. Ellie led the way onto a forested path and Kay followed close behind. I stayed in the back, the pain in my bladder keeping me from moving too fast. We hiked for twenty or thirty minutes, the urge to pee growing more and more with each step. It was getting to be too much. Blushing, I realized that I couldn’t do it. I look ahead. Kay and Ellie had already gone around the next bend. Adam was staying closer to me though. I couldn’t wait any longer though. I and exhaled. Time to let loose… Pee sprayed out into my diaper, as I tried to continue walking. The spurts were awkward though. Peeing while walking was hard… I sighed happily as the pain in my bladder began to dissipate. I was doing my best to continue walking on the path. I didn’t want to draw attention to myself, but I had slowed down quite a bit. I felt the stream spraying against the inside of the diaper and splashing back against me. I looked up and saw that Adam had stopped in front of me. He turned and grinned at me with a knowing smile. I felt my face go red with humiliation. I stopped walking and gave in. It was just too difficult to pee while walking. I squatted a little and exhale again, feeling the flow pick up. My diaper had greedily absorbed everything so far, but this flood had only just begun. I blushed as Adam started to walk back to me, a huge grin on his face. “What’s going on here, Mikey?” Adam said, reaching a hand towards my crotch. “Wait!” I said, embarrassed. “Not yet.” I knew that if he squished my diaper, I wouldn’t be able to continue peeing. Adam flashed me a toothy grin. “No prob, bud.” I looked down at my feet embarrassed, the whole time, pissing my diaper. I felt the stream pick up again. Had he heard it? The quiet hiss grew louder. I looked up at Adam. He had definitely heard it. The woods seemed to go silent as the hissing sound grew even louder. It felt like the only sound in the forest was the sound of me soaking my diaper thoroughly. I had never seen Adam look happier. I wanted to stop the flow. It was just so embarrassing. But I couldn’t. I looked away, thoroughly humiliated. At last, the flood turned to a trickle and then stopped. I felt Adam’s hand against my crotch. Even through my shorts, the squishy sound that the diaper made was humiliating. I cringed as Adam squeezes it hard against me. Liquid splashed against me. The diaper wasn’t done absorbing yet. “Nice.” Adam said. “Don’t forget to tell Ellie.” He reminded me. “I know.” Was all I could say. Adam smiled again and turned around. “Better hurry, looks like they got pretty far ahead.” I groaned and started walking again. The diaper between my legs sloshed and squished with each step. I did my best to ignore the discomfort it caused as I hiked along the trail. Thankfully, it didn’t take long for us to catch up to Kay and Ellie. They clearly hadn’t noticed that we’d lagged behind, as they were talking about a new movie they wanted to see. Adam is behind me as we catch up with the other two. I interrupted their conversation hesitantly, “um.. Ellie?” Ellie turned to face me. Her bright eyes sparkled with realization. I saw her glance down at my crotch. She smiled, waiting for me to speak. I paused, too embarrassed to admit it, even though it was painfully obvious what had happened. I had soaked my diaper thoroughly. “Speak up, buddy.” Ellie said. “Well…” I start, and then felt a frog in my throat. “C’mon. It’s ok.” Ellie encouraged gently. I cleared my throat. “I.. uh.. well.. you know..” I said, still unable to admit it. “What?” Ellie said, acting as if she didn’t know. I sighed. There was no way around it. “I wet… it.” I admitted. “I… I wet my diaper.” I cringed and clenched my fists as I said the humiliating words. Kay giggled. Ellie smiled kindly. “Aww. That’s alright bud. We are almost there, so we can take care of that soon.” Adam piped up from behind me. “It’s a good thing you brought extra clothes too.” I turned around to look at Adam, confused. Then, I heard Kay start to laugh loudly. “Oh my gosh!” Kay said between laughs. I turned to look at Kay, who was doubled over laughing. Ellie also had an amused look on her face. “What?” I asked incredulously. “You really didn’t notice?” Ellie asked, trying to hide her smirk. “Notice what?!” I asked, louder. Kay spoke up between laughs. “You leaked! Jeez you really filled that one, huh?” I reached a hand back and felt them. My shorts were soaked! Ellie was still smirking. “No worries, Mike.” She said behind a smile. “I had a feeling this might happen. We are almost there. Just walk a few minutes more and we will take care of that.” I nodded, unable to speak for fear of bursting into tears. Now all of my friends had seen it. The diapers were bad, but how hadn’t I noticed that I’d soaked through them and into my shorts? After taking a moment to compose myself, we started walking again. True to Ellie’s word, the place she wanted to picnic was very close. Completely secluded as well. It was a small clearing just off the trail, surrounded by thick bushes and tall trees. There was a picnic table as well as a firepit. No one would find us here. Ellie had picked this place well. We set our things down and Adam began to unpack the food. Ellie walked up to me with the diaper bag. “Ok. Ready for that change?” Ellie asked. I nodded. “Yeah definitely.” I said, eager to be rid of the awful squishiness between my legs. Ellie looked around. “Unfortunately, there’s really only one place to do diaper changes here.” She said. She motioned to the picnic table in the middle of the clearing. Adam piped up. “No way!” he said loudly. “We are gonna eat on that picnic table! No diaper changes there!” “There’s no place else!” Ellie said. “I need a work surface!” Adam groaned. “Oh man… that’s so gross though!” “Don’t worry, Adam.” Ellie said. “I brought some chucks.” I looked at Ellie confused, not knowing what a ‘chuck’ was. Ellie walked to the picnic table with the diaper bag. She pulled out a blue, papery rectangle and unfolded it on the table. She gently patted it. “Ok. Sit your mushy tushy down here.” I walk over, blushing. I looked at Kay and Adam. They were both waiting for the picnic table, eager to lay out the spread of food. I sighed and unbutton my shorts, pulling them off. They were totally soaked through. Two huge wet spots covered the back side. “May as well take the shirt off too, Mike.” Ellie said. “You’ll get to pick your outfit after this.” I sighed and did as told, removing the rest of my clothes. My diaper sagged heavily between my legs. I handed my clothes to Ellie, who shoved them all in a plastic bag. I hopped onto the picnic table, my diaper squishing under my butt as I laid back on the chuck. Ellie pulled out wipes, lotion, powder, and a new diaper. She un-taped the soaked one and pulled it out from under me. I blushed as I realized what an odd situation this was. Here I was, stark naked, laying on a picnic table. My closest friends were all there, watching as I got a diaper change. It all felt so surreal. Quickly, Ellie got to work wiping me down. I looked around nervously, listening for any approaching footsteps. I glanced at Kay, who had a funny look on her face. I glanced at Adam, who was grinning, watching closely. Looking at them made me nervous though, so I turned and looked up at Ellie. She was working diligently, wiping me down. Her face was so calming. I watched her eyes as she worked. I started to relax as Ellie put the fresh diaper underneath me. I looked up at the bright blue sky. “It’s kinda nice.” I said quietly. “What is?” Adam asked. “Getting changed out here. In nature.” I say. I looked at the other three sheepishly. “I mean… all things considered.” I said. Ellie nodded as she spread the lotion around. I looked back up at the sky and sighed. Adam looked up as well. “Well it is a really nice day.” Adam said. “That probably helps.” “That’s true.” I agree. Ellie sprinkled powder on me liberally and then taped up the diaper. I sat up on the picnic table. “Thanks Ellie.” I said, smiling at her. “No problem.” She responded, smiling back. “Now, which onesie would you like?” She asked suddenly. I blushed. It was embarrassing, but at least I wouldn’t be wearing a skirt. “Oh. The blue one for sure.” I said. “I thought you’d say that.” Ellie said, pulling out the blue ducky onesie. I allow Ellie to put it on me. She snapped it together. The fabric was soft and breathable, stretching coolly against my skin. It felt nice. I stood up, and heard Kay giggle. Ellie looked at Kay and frowned. Kay immediately shut up. “Ok.” Ellie said, “and here’s the shorts for you.” She handed me the pair of white mesh shorts. I slid them on and tightened the drawstring. They were a little small on me, hugging the diaper tighter than I would’ve liked. And the mesh was embarrassing too. As I looked down, I realized that the onesie was easily visible through the shorts. I blushed deep red. “Do.. do I really have to wear these shorts?” I asked. “They’re… see-through.” Ellie nodded. “Yes. Now come on Adam, you need a change too.” “Yes, finally! This diaper’s been been chafing super bad.” Adam said, walking over and hopping onto the table. I heard a loud squish as his butt plopped down. I shook my head in amazement. Adam really had no shame. Ellie pulled out a fresh diaper and got to work on him as well. She pulled his shorts down and unsnapped his green onesie. Adam’s diaper was yellow and saggy. Somehow, it looked even more soaked than mine had been. Ellie un-taped it and I looked away, giving my friend some privacy. I looked over at Kay. She wasn’t watching either. She was at the edge of the clearing. I walked over to her. Kay had squatted in front of a patch of wildflowers, idly pulling at the grass. The back of her shirt had lifted up, exposing the top of her diaper slightly. “It’s pretty here, huh?” I said, squatting next to her. She startled a little bit, then nodded. “Y-yeah, it is.” I went quiet, just looking at the wildflowers. After a few moments, Kay spoke up quietly. “How did you do that?” She asked. “Do what?” I responded. “Just.. tell her what you did? In… in your diaper. It’s so humiliating.” I blushed. “Well… I.. I dunno.” I thought about it for a moment. “I just.. did.” “Yeah I know.” Kay responded. “You and Adam. You guys are crazy. Treating this like it’s nothing. Well I think it’s gross.” I sighed. “Well, she said bad things would happen if we didn’t tell her.” “Whatever.” Kay responded. I glanced down at her shorts. They were too baggy to tell if she was wet, but based on her attitude, she probably had used her diaper. Plus, there was a slight wet diaper smell present, and mine was still dry. “Well, if you DO go, you should tell her.” I advise. “She’s taking this all pretty seriously.” Kay pauses for a few moments, then turns to me, “Listen, Mike, I’m—" Kay was interrupted by Ellie calling us back. “Hey you two! Come on over, let’s get some drinks!” She announced. I looked back. Adam was standing, helping set up things on the picnic table. Ellie was stuffing the used diapers into a bag and tying it shut. We would have to carry them out. I looked back at Kay. She had gotten up and was walking back to the table. Whatever she had wanted to say, it must not have been important. We sat down, cracked open a few beers and started drinking. After a little bit, we were chatting and laughing almost as if things were completely normal. After a bit, we looked around for wood to see about starting a fire, but everything was too damp, so we gave up. As I took a sip of my third beer, I realized that, now that I’ve lost the ‘holding it’ competition, I didn’t need to worry about holding it anymore. I casually released my bladder, sighing as I pee into the awaiting diaper. The diaper warmed up again with that all too familiar feeling. I smiled softly as I finished. “Well, should we eat?” Adam asked. “Yeah!” Kay said. I nodded. “Sounds good to me.” Ellie said. “We could check out this swimming hole nearby too. It’s a little cold to swim right now, but it’s really pretty. That’s for after we eat though. I do wanna do a quick check before we dig in though, ok?” “What do you mean?” Kay asked. “Duh, dummy.” Ellie said. “Diaper checks. To make sure no one will need a change when the table has all of the food on it.” Kay looked around nervously. “Oh. Um. Ok.” Is all she said. I looked at her suspiciously. Adam stood up. “Sounds good. The sooner we get checked, the sooner we eat!” He walked over to Ellie. Ellie pulled down Adam’s shorts and unsnaps the onesie, giving the diaper a little squeeze, and nodding approvingly. “Dry, as I would’ve guessed.” Ellie said. She looks at me. “Although, I have a feeling that Mike over here is a different story.” I flushed with embarrassment as Ellie walked over. “I think you are right there, Ellie.” Adam said, smiling. “I can see it on his face.” I crossed my arms as Ellie pulled down my shorts. “Whatever..” I looked away from them as I stood for my diaper check. Ellie unsnapped my onesie. I felt a hand on the front of my diaper, squeezing right over the wet area. It was a small wetting, but the front of the diaper was still warm, so it was obvious. “As I thought.” Ellie said. “Not much though, so you can wait on a change.” I looked back at Ellie as she snaps my onesie back over me and pulled up my shorts. “How did you know?” I asked, genuinely curious. Ellie smiled. “Intuition.” She said coyly. “Yeah whatever,” I said, smiling. “There is one problem though.” Ellie said, his smile fading. “What?” I asked. “Well,” Ellie began, “you were supposed to announce when you had gone to the bathroom. Now, if I’m not mistaken, that diaper was dry when I put it on you. Now it’s wet. And I didn’t hear a peep from you about it since then. Have you Adam?” “Nope. Not a word.” Adam said. I gulped nervously. “Well I thought that was just for the onesie thing!” I said. Ellie frowned. “No. It wasn’t. It was so that I didn’t have to go around checking you guys for wet diapers all the time. But, lo and behold, here we are. A wet diaper.” “But…” I said. Ellie looked at me, frowning. “You really do struggle with these rules.” She says. I looked at my feet, ashamed. “Well, I can’t let you just get away with breaking the rules.” Ellie said. “But, I suppose I can see how you might not have realized what I had meant earlier. Hmm…” Ellie rubbed her forehead, thinking. Then she snaps his fingers. “Ah! I’ve got it.” She says. I watched her nervously as she walked to the bag of food. She walked back with a thermos full of ice water. I looked at Ellie confused. Ellie walked up to me and pulled my shorts down again, unsnapping the onesie. I then realized what she was doing. “Ellie wait!” I said, too afraid to pull away as she pulled open the front of my diaper. Adam and Kay started to laugh. Ellie unscrews the lid, and quickly dumped the ice cold water down the front of my diaper. I yelp in shock as the cold water washed over me, removing the nice warmth that I had created in my diaper. I felt a few small ice cubes clink out of the thermos and into the diaper as well. The ice was incredibly cold, and I jumped back in shock as they settled past my balls, to the very bottom of the diaper. Ellie let the diaper go and set down the thermos. I shivered as the diaper slowly sucked up the frigid water, cooling down to very uncomfortable levels. Ellie reached down and pulled the onesie back into place. As she does, the ice cubes are forced against my skin, making me wince. She snaps it together and pulled up my shorts. With the onesie holding up the diaper, the ice cubes and cold diaper are pressed right up against my skin. I shiver and wince. “There. That’ll remind you to pay attention to the rules.” Ellie said. Adam and Kay were still laughing. “How’s it feel Mikey?” Adam asked between giggles. “It’s cold.” I said, annoyed. “Really cold actually.” I said pathetically, hoping to draw sympathy. “Don’t worry, the ice will melt pretty quickly, I’m sure. There were only a few cubes in there.” Ellie said. I tried to find a good position to stand in order to get the cubes off of my skin, dancing around and pushing my hands up against the diaper. All three of them were giggling now, watching my strange diaper dance with amusement. Eventually, I found a position where I was comfortable enough. Unfortunately, the diaper is no longer comfortable at all. Warm diapers felt nice. Cold ones… did not. The water had absorbed in the front, so my dick and balls were shrunken down, recoiling from the cold. The ice cubes had gathered at the very bottom and back of the diaper, bulging it out a little, making it look like I’d messed it. “Well, that takes care of Mike.” Ellie said. “Kay’s turn!” Kay took a nervous step back. “Well um. About that.” Ellie frowned. “Yes?” She asked ominously. “I just went. In it.” Kay said, blushing furiously. “Like… Just now.” Kay wasn’t making eye contact with any of us, just staring down at her feet. I rolled my eyes. She was such a bad liar. “Hmm…” Ellie said. Ellie walked over to Kay and yanked down her shorts. Kay’s diaper was quite wet, yellow all the way down the front and sagging quite a bit. The big saggy diaper looked ridiculous on her. I looked at Adam, who was frowning suspiciously. It seemed like awfully convenient timing, that she had used it just before a diaper check. It was clear that Adam, Ellie and I were all thinking the same thing. Plus, that looked like way more than a single wetting. Especially from someone as small as Kay. Ellie felt the front of Kay’s diaper. “Hmm….” She said. She moved her hand down and back along the diaper, feeling each bit. “Turn around.” Ellie ordered. Kay nervously did as told. The back of Kay’s diaper was also quite yellow, and the wet padding had soaked high up her butt. Ellie stood. “Well you definitely need a change.” She said. “However,” she continued, “and I want you to be truthful to me… Did you REALLY wet it just now? Or did you wet it a while ago, and then you lied because you knew I would find out?” Ellie asked. Kay looked around nervously. I could see the shame building in her face. “Well…” She says. She looked down at her feet. “It was a while ago.” She finally admits. “What’s that?” Ellie said. “So everyone can hear please.” “I wet it a while ago!” Kay yelled. I could see her eyes starting to water. “When?” Ellie asked sternly. “After you checked me in the parking lot… and… and then again a few times on the hike… and… and once after we got here.” Kay admitted shamefully. Ellie nodded. “Well, thank you for being truthful now, even if you did lie. Now let’s get you changed and into your onesie.” Ellie said. Kay walked to the table in shame. I let out an indignant snort. “That’s ALL she gets?!” I almost yelled. “I’ve got ice in my diaper! She’s been lying for hours!” “Shush.” Ellie said. “We will get to that. Now be quiet, or I’ll make it worse.” She threatened. I went quiet. Kay walked over. Ellie started by making Kay strip down to her diaper and bra. The medium-sized diaper sagged heavily, barely able to hold itself up on Kay’s small hips. Kay shivered as a light breeze passed through the clearing. I watched closely as Ellie grabbed the embarrassing red teddy bear onesie and lifted it over Kay’s head. Ellie left it unsnapped and instructed Kay to hop onto the table. Kay did as told. Adam and I watch as Ellie un-taped the soaked diaper and pulled it away. I meet Kay’s eyes as she was changed. Kay was blushing furiously, and glared daggers at me. As if it was somehow MY fault. Kay looked away as Ellie started to wipe her clean. Ellie pulled out the old diaper and laid out a fresh one underneath Kay. Ellie put some lotion on her hands and started to rub it in. Kay was looking away, clearly still completely humiliated. I saw Ellie grab something else from the backpack. A small bottle of something, but I couldn’t tell what. Ellie grabbed a small white cylinder from the bottle, then lowered her hands back to Kay. Kay then let out a small yelp. “What was that!” She said, surprised. Ellie grabbed the powder and quickly sprinkled it on, ignoring Kay. “What WAS that?!” Kay asked again, angrier. Ellie wordlessly taped up the new diaper and then snapped the embarrassing onesie in place. Kay sat up angrily. “What did you put up there?!” Kay yelled. “That is your punishment. A nice big suppository.” Ellie said. “Maybe now you will think twice about lying to us.” Ellie grabbed Kay’s clothes and tossed them in the backpack. Then, Ellie grabbed the pink miniskirt and put it on Kay. Kay sat up angrily. “You can’t just DO that!” Kay said. “Can too. Now shush or I’ll make it even worse.” Ellie said threateningly, helping Kay up off the table. Kay stood awkwardly. She was clearly uncomfortable. I couldn’t help but grin at the sight though. The miniskirt did absolutely nothing to hide the bulky diaper around Kay’s waist. The onesie was completely ridiculous as well. I smiled, glad that I wasn’t the one wearing that. “I don’t wanna wear this stuff…” Kay said pathetically, looking down at herself and blushing. “I want my other clothes back.” “Too bad.” Ellie said. “You can eat in the onesie. Plus I have a feeling you are going to need a change again soon enough.” Kay frowned, now fully realizing what Ellie had just shoved up there. “No way.” Kay said. “That is not going to happen.” Adam smiled, “You aren’t gonna have much of a choice.” Kay crossed her arms. She was clearly already uncomfortable. I smiled as Kay pouted. With the red teddy bear onesie on, crinkly diaper, and pouty look, Kay really looked every part of the bratty diaper girl. “What’re you smiling at?” Kay said, looking at me annoyed. I stopped smiling, “Oh nothing. You just look funny is all.” “Yeah… Well…” Kay started. She paused and then stuck out her tongue, unable to think of a comeback. “Alright. Enough you two. Let’s get some food.” Ellie said. “Fine with me.” I said. “I’m really hungry anyway.” Awkwardly, I walked to the table. The ice in my diaper had started to melt, but didn’t seem like it was making that much progress. As I waddled over, the ice knocked around. Kay giggled at me, and then winced and clutched her stomach. Clearly, the suppository was working as intended. It would be just a matter of time before Kay was forced to mess her diaper. I got to the picnic table and stood in front of it, not wanting to sit down and move the ice cubes around. Adam, Kay, and Ellie had all sat down, and Adam looked at me. “Well sit down!” Adam said. “We are eating, not standing around.” I sighed and forced myself to lower my butt down onto the picnic table bench. The ice pressed hard against me and I winced. “Ellie…” I said painfully. “Can you please take these ice cubes out? They are actually hurting me a little I think.” Ellie looked at me with concern. “Really? Oh.” She said. “I guess I didn’t think they would be that bad.” Ellie sighed. “Fine, you can take them out-” “Yes! Thank you!” I said, eagerly standing and digging my hand into my diaper to grab the ice cubes. “-but you have to lose the shorts then too.” Ellie finished. I sighed. Of course there would be a catch. “Fine fine. I really don’t care.” I said. I took the ice cubes out of my diaper and threw them into the bushes. Then I took off the mesh shorts and handed them to Ellie. I felt a lot better as soon as the ice was gone. The diaper still felt cold and clammy, but I knew I would warm it back up eventually. I took a big glug of water as I sat back down. Ellie started to make sandwiches and handed them out. Kay was looking more and more uncomfortable with each passing moment. She squirmed in her seat, her head resting on the table. “Just let it out. You’ll feel better.” Adam encouraged. “No way!” Kay said. “I just can’t. Not that.” “It’s gonna happen eventually.” I said. “Why not just give in?” Kay turned away from us. “I don’t wanna! Not in front of all of you guys.” I felt a pang of sympathy for Kay. I never had to mess a diaper in front of anyone. Much less all of my closest friends. “Hey Ellie…” I said. “We could go check out that swimming hole you mentioned? You said it’s really pretty.” Ellie looked at me confused, and then nodded in understanding. “That could be fun.” She said. “Kay, why don’t you finish up the sandwiches while the three of us go walk down to the swimming hole?” Kay looked at me in thanks. “Yeah.” She said, moving a clutched hand from her stomach toward the back of her diaper. “Just get a move on.” I stood up. “Well, let’s go then.” Ellie and Adam nodded and got up as well. Ellie led the way and we left the clearing. I looked back as we passed behind the trees. Kay had stood up next to the picnic table, bending over it, clutching her belly. She wouldn’t last long. “That was nice of you, Mike.” Adam said, as we walked along the trail. “It’s just… Well, I never had to do that in front of anyone, much less all of you guys.” I explained. “Yeah.” Ellie said. “Hopefully she will stop being such a brat and go back to the Kay we all like hanging with after this.” “I can only hope.” I said. “I suppose she’s been on the losing end of these bets so many times that being on the other side is probably really refreshing.” “Honestly, when I put the idea for diapers as a punishment for losing the game, I had her in mind.” Adam admits. “It’s a shame you made us leave just before the show started.” I laughed. “You weirdo. She would’ve been such a pain. You guys should be happy that it was me that lost and not her. She would be breaking the rules left and right if it were her. I mean, even in just the short period she’s been wearing, she’s disobeyed everything!” I said. “Yeah. I’m glad it’s you this year.” Adam said. “I get to be around for all the good stuff.” I laughed. “If by ‘good stuff’, you mean changing dirty diapers, then I guess that’s true.” “It’s not that bad.” Ellie said. “Once you get used to it. You’re brave right now too, huh Mike?” “What do you mean?” I asked. “Well… you are in a onesie.” Ellie said. “On the main trail.” I looked down. How hadn’t I realized! In my haste to give Kay some privacy, I had forgotten what I was wearing! The baby blue onesie stuck out like a sore thumb. I stopped walking and looked both ways on the trail. No one there. “Don’t worry.” Ellie said. “The parking lot was empty. Plus, we’re already at the swimming hole!” We turned a corner and were greeted by a serene creek with dark water, bubbling slowly. Large trees hung over the creek, but in the middle, a small patch of sun lit up a section of water. “Well this is the swimming hole.” Ellie said, taking off her shoe and dipping a toe in the water. She shivered and sighed. “Wish it were warmer.” “Yeah.” Adam said. “This is really pretty.” I glanced around for people, but no one was around and the woods were quiet. “Maybe we should head back. Don’t want Kay sitting around in a messy diaper, right?” I suggested. Adam laughed. “Nice try. C’mon! We just got here!” I sighed, looking down at my embarrassing onesie. If someone came, there would be no explanation for it. It would be so humiliating. Adam walked toward the creek, standing on a large rock on the water’s edge. He bent down and reached a hand into the water. Immediately, he brought it back out, shaking his fingers dry. “Whoa!” Adam exclaimed. “It is really cold!” “Yeah!” Ellie laughed. “Always is. It’s spring fed, so the water stays really cold all summer. On hot days, it’s super refreshing, but I don’t think I’m gonna head in there today. A little too chilly.” I walked over and dip a hand into the water. Adam wasn’t lying. The water was frigid. Adam and Ellie sat down near the water’s edge, tossing rocks in and chatting. I stood nearer to the trees, looking for the best spots to hide in case someone comes. “So Ellie,” Adam said. “Do you think Kay is actually going to use the diaper?” “I think so.” Ellie said. “Dangerous to leave her alone right now. I suppose she could just take it off and go in the woods.” Ellie paused. “But I think at this point, she knows that will only make things worse for herself.” “That’s true.” Adam responded. “Think she already did it?” “Definitely.” Ellie said. “No way she could last this long. I bet she went as soon as we left.” “I think she did.” I chimed in. “I could see through the trees after we left. She had stood up and looked like she was… well… squatting.” I said. Adam smiled. “How long has it been since we left?” “Oh. Twenty minutes maybe?” Ellie answered. “And it’ll take, what, fifteen minutes to get back?” Adam asked. “Over thirty minutes in a messy diaper? That’s probably punishment enough.” “Well you guys made me wait hours for a change!” I said, remembering Adam and Kay’s cruel joke from a few days earlier. Adam met my gaze for a moment, then looked away shamefully. “I know…” He said. “Listen, I’m really sorry about that. I don’t even know what to say at this point.” He responded sincerely. “It’s ok.” I said with a sigh. I stopped for a moment. “Honestly, you and Kay wearing diapers too right now has completely made up for it. I feel so much better about this whole thing. It’s like… I’m not alone anymore.” Adam smiled. “Well good. I’m glad it’s helping. It was Ellie’s idea though. You should thank her.” I nodded at Ellie appreciatively. She smiled back. I felt myself blush a little bit and turned to look around again. “Well honestly, I didn’t think you and Kay would go along with wearing them, even if it was just for a weekend.” Ellie said. “Glad you did though.” “Me too.” Adam said. He then realized what he said and looked at us blushing. “I mean, not for the diapers. For the friendship.” He said awkwardly. Ellie and I looked at each other and start to laugh heartily. Adam continued to try and explain. “No! I mean… Kay and Mike were both fighting so much! And…” Adam did his best to explain, but Ellie and I couldn’t help but laugh. “It’s alright Adam, we know you’ve been jealous of Mike this whole time!” Ellie joked. We sat around for a few more minutes, and then decided to head back. To my relief, the walk back was uneventful. As we arrived back at the clearing, Kay was awkwardly standing next to the picnic table. The red teddy bear onesie was being put to work, and her diaper sagged down heavily. The miniskirt made everything look even more ridiculous. It did absolutely nothing to hide the extremely saggy diaper. Kay’s face was bright red, and as we got close, it was clear by the smell what had happened. “Hey Kay.” Ellie said as we walked back into the clearing. “Feel better?” As we got closer to Kay though, we realized that she was upset. Her face was bright red and her cheeks were puffy. As if she’d been crying. “What took you guys so long?” She says, her voice shaking. Ellie rushed up to Kay, a concerned look on her face. “I’m so sorry! It was a little further to the swimming hole than I remembered.” “You actually went all the way to the swimming hole?!” Kay asked. “I thought you were just going to leave for a few minutes! To give me some privacy… while I…” Kay trailed off, embarrassed. I looked at her sympathetically. She really must’ve used her diaper as soon as we left. Which meant that she’d been in a messy diaper for almost forty-five minutes. From her position, it’s clear she hadn’t sat down at all either, clearly afraid to mush things around. I knew that feeling all too well. “Kay I am so sorry.” Ellie said sincerely. “I’ll get you changed into a fresh one right now.” “I don’t wanna wear these anymore!” Kay finally yelled, her voice cracking. I saw a few tears rolling down her cheeks as she started crying again. Ellie turned to Adam and I. “Hey. Would you two give us a few minutes?” Ellie asked. “Just, go walk around somewhere. I dunno.” “Can I at least have my shorts back?” I asked. Ellie smiled and tossed over the white mesh shorts. I sighed. It was better than nothing. I put them on and Adam and I walked out. We exit the clearing and got back on the trail. “Well, where should we go?” Adam asked. “There was this big tree not too far back. Looked kind of pretty.” I suggested. “Sure. Lead the way.” We walked in silence back along the trail for a bit. “Can’t say I blame her.” I said. “Huh?” Adam asked. “Kay. I mean… That isn’t a fun feeling.” I said. “Oh.” Adam responded. “Yeah.” Is all he said, then he changed the subject. “Are you chafing at all? My diaper is chafing a whole lot.” I nodded, blushing. “Me too. All this hiking around is not comfortable.” “Ugh. Hiking in diapers. Not fun.” Adam agrees. “I guess not.” I responded. We stood around awkwardly, then eventually decide that enough time had passed and went back to the clearing. When we arrived, Ellie was standing with Kay, who still looked a little down. Kay was still wearing the red onesie, but Ellie had allowed Kay to put her shorts back on instead of the miniskirt. Clearly, they’d had a chat. “Oh. Hey Mike.” Ellie said as she saw us. “Kay has something she wants to tell you.” “Oh. Um. Sure I guess.” I said. Kay looked at her feet, embarrassed. She paused for several moments before beginning. “Listen Mike…” She starts. I heard her voice quiver a little bit. Then, without warning, she rushed over to me and gave me a hug. “I’m really sorry!” She said, starting to cry again. I hugged her back, feeling my own eyes start to well up. “Hey, it’s ok.” I said, forgiving her instantly. “It’s all water under the bridge.” Kay continued hugging me. “Really?” She said breathily, clearly trying to calm herself down. “Even after everything?” “Yeah.” I said. “Trust me. We are totally ok. I promise.” Kay finally let go, wiping the tears from her eyes. “Thanks for forgiving me.” Kay said sincerely. I smiled and patted her head affectionately. “No worries, Kay.” My stomach grumbled hungrily. “Now can we eat? I am famished.”

But sleep does not come easy for Kay and I. Laying in my bed, our mutual discomfort kept us both tossing and turning, and soon, the clock hit 1 am. The thick double diapers were keeping my legs splayed, and they kept bumping into Kay’s. “Would you stop that?” Kay whispered angrily. “Sorry.” I said, annoyed. “Kinda hard to with these stupid things on.” “Well whose fault is that?” Kay snapped. “Oh shut up.” I said. “I just wanna sleep, so stop talking.” We both stopped talking and closed our eyes, praying for sleep to come. After another minute, Kay spoke up again. “You are gonna be in such shit once this weekend is over. You have no idea. The stuff I’m putting in the hat is going to be seriously rough for you.” Kay said, her voice cold. “Shut up. You can’t scare me.” I said bravely. “How about an extra month in diapers? Or having to call us all mommy and daddy all the time? Or maybe we can just keep you sucking on a pacifier all the time!” Kay said, excited, “Either way, you are in for a world of hurt.” I didn’t respond, trying to comprehend the rules she just laid out. Another month? That seemed like too much to handle. “Yeah. Didn’t think so.” Kay said. Just then, the door opened. Ellie was standing there in a pair of soft-looking pink and white pajamas. I had never seen her wear girly colors like that before. She looked so pretty. She crossed her arms, frowning at us. “Ok. Enough chit chat. You two are being too loud. Any more and I’ll make you both regret it tomorrow.” She said “Sorry.” I said meekly. “Yeah… Sorry.” Kay agreed. “Good, now go to sleep.” Ellie said, turning and walking away. Kay snickered, but didn’t say anything. After another little while of tossing and turning, finally, I managed to fall asleep. The next morning, I was woken up by a strong itching feeling coming from my diaper area. I reach my hand down and feel into the sides of the diaper, trying to get at the itch. The entire inside was wet, and my skin felt very sensitive. I got up and looked over at Kay. She was still asleep, but she had a pained expression, and the way she was laying, it was pretty clear that her diaper wasn’t comfortable either. The double diaper around my waist had swollen by quite a bit more, now a ridiculous balloon around me. I walked out to the living room and saw Ellie asleep on the couch, snoring lightly. She had clearly been warm during the night, as her pajama pants were folded on the floor next to her. The blanket that she was using had fallen away as well. Her pajama top had lifted up slightly, exposing her navel. Her soft white panties matched the pajama top perfectly. I found myself staring at her perfect body for several moments, then, blushing, I grabbed the blanket and draped it over her. She didn’t stir an inch. Regaining my composure, I went into the kitchen to grab some food. I grabbed some bread and tossed it in the toaster. As I waited for it to toast, I felt the need to pee again. I squeezed the outside of my diaper. The second one had absorbed a little, but felt like it could still hold more, so I let loose. I let out a deep sigh as a night’s worth of pee flowed out. I felt it pool inside the first diaper, then slowly make its way into the second, which swelled and sagged even lower. I smiled as I rubbed the outside a little bit, glad that the diaper had warmed up again. I finished making my toast and ate it, wondering when everyone would wake up, and what to do in the meantime, since Ellie was using the couch. Thankfully, I don’t have to think about it long, as Kay waddled out to the living room a moment later. Her hair was messy, and her diaper was sagging nearly to her knees. “Hey! Wake up.” Kay said loudly. I looked over, and she was poking Ellie in the chest. Ellie groaned and rubbed her eyes. “C’mon Kay, she was still sleeping!” I said from the kitchen. “Yeah well, I don’t really care.” Kay responded loudly, still poking Ellie. Ellie sat up, adjusting the blanket to cover herself. She looked extremely annoyed and glared at Kay. “Come on Kay. Can’t you just… not be annoying for like ten minutes?” “Come on. It’s almost ten. You can’t sleep the whole morning away!” Kay said. “Plus, I am in desperate need of assistance here. This is THE most uncomfortable thing in the world.” Kay pointed down at her diaper, which was nearly falling off of her. Ellie sighed. “Fine whatever, but you get to go last. For so rudely waking me up.” Ellie said, still annoyed. “Mike, come on over. Since Adam is still asleep, I’ll let you shower first.” I smiled at Kay and walked over. She stuck her tongue out at me. Ellie rolled her eyes at Kay, then un-taped my diaper and let it fall to the ground with a loud thud. “Ok. Go shower.” Ellie said. I blushed. She was so nonchalant about seeing me naked. I took my sweet time in the shower, savoring the few private moments I had, and more importantly, the few moments I was allowed to not wear diapers. Plus, the more time I spent in the shower, the longer Kay would spend in that saggy soggy diaper. As I let the water rush over me, I felt another need spring up. My dick stood at attention, just begging to be rubbed out. I started rubbing it, savoring the feeling. The sexual frustration had been building over the past several days, and now release was only a few moments away- “Hurry up!” I heard Adam’s voice from outside. “Ellie says I can go next, and there better be hot water left.” I sighed. Something always interrupted me. I hopped out of the shower, my dick painfully hard. I dried myself off, and took a few moments to soften up. I wrapped the towel around myself and opened up the door. Adam was standing there in just his diaper, which was sagging and yellow. He was tapping his foot impatiently. “About time.” He said, crinkling past me into the bathroom. “Doesn’t Ellie have to take your diaper off first?” I asked. “She says I can do it myself.” Adam replied proudly. “I haven’t been acting immature like you and Kay.” I rolled my eyes at Adam. “Of course.” I muttered under my breath. Adam grinned and closed the door, winking at me. I walked to the living room. Kay was sitting on the couch next to Ellie, clearly unhappy at having been made to wait in her uncomfortable diaper this long. Ellie looked up as I walked in. She had a diaper laid out on the floor of the living room, just waiting for me. It had a green plaid design on the side and paw prints running front to back, with little cartoon animals as well. Ellie gestured for me to get in position. I sighed, dropped my towel and laid down. Ellie diapered me up. Another hour later, and the others were showered and freshly diapered as well. “Ok! Now that you three are in fresh diapers, I’ll tell you the plan for the day.” Ellie said excitedly as she came back from the shower. Her eyes were bright and energetic. The three of us were sitting on the couch in matching diapers. Adam and I were shirtless, and Kay had been allowed a small white bra. “First, I am going to make us a small breakfast. Then we will all go to the store to pick up some stuff, and then we are going on a picnic! I know the perfect place for us to go and enjoy ourselves.” Kay groaned, and I felt myself reacting the same way. Without waiting to hear our response, Ellie walked into the kitchen and started making some breakfast. Adam joined her in the kitchen, while Kay and I turned on the tv and zoned out until it was ready. A few minutes later, Ellie called us in to the kitchen, where she had prepared a meal of scrambled eggs and bacon. At each plate was also a large glass of orange juice. We dug in, finishing the meal quickly. “Do you mind taking care of the dishes, Adam?” Ellie asked. “I’m gonna get these two changed and ready to go.” “Sure thing!” Adam said. Ellie gestured for Kay and I to follow her. We walked to my bedroom, where Ellie began digging through the closet. “You already changed us,” Kay said. “Into fresh diapers, yes.” Ellie said. “But that isn’t all you’ll be wearing.” Ellie said. I see the flash of a grin on her face as she turned around with two onesies in her hands. One was baby blue and one was red with a small image of a teddy bear over the heart. “I’m not wearing that out.” I said, matter of fact. “Not one chance.” “Yeah. No freakin’ way.” Kay agreed, nodding her head in solidarity. “You’ll get something to wear over the top!” Ellie said. “It’s not like I actually WANT you to get found out. But, I also need you two to know your place.” “I don’t care.” Kay says, crossing her arms over her chest. “Still not gonna wear it.” I nod. “C’mon Ellie, we agreed, none of those clothes in public!” “Tell you what.” Ellie said. “I’ll make you a deal. I can tell you’re both dry right now. I’ll let you wear whatever you want. BUT, if you use your diapers, then you will put on whatever I want you to wear, regardless of where we are. So if you can hold it, you don’t have to wear anything weird. Plus, if you make it home without having used your diapers at all, I’ll let you go the rest of the day without them.” “Oh you’re on!” I said immediately, desperate at any chance to get out of diapers. Kay took a little longer to mull it over before agreeing to it. Ellie smiled deviously. “But how will you know if we… went?” Kay asked. “You are going to tell me!” Ellie said. “If you wet, you have to announce it. I will be checking both of you regularly, so if I find that you used your diapers without telling me… Well, let’s just say, you don’t want that to happen.” “Fine.” I said nervously. Kay nodded. “Ok then! We have a competition!” Ellie said. “Can’t wait to see how it ends.”

Chapter 11 “Sounds good!” I say happily, for the first time in a while, I don’t feel embarrassed. “Wanna play smash bros?” I suggest. “Sure why not.” Kay says. “Anything to take my mind off of… this.” She gestures towards her thick pink padding. I laugh, “Don’t worry, you’ll get used to the feeling. I hardly even notice the difference anymore. Although the outfits are a little much…” “No complaints!” Ellie says. “I think it looks great on you.” We lock eyes for a moment. Ellie was definitely being sincere. How could I be cute in this ridiculous belly shirt and diaper? Not to mention the pacifier. I feel my face turn red and I look away. We all grab controllers and start to play. After the first few rounds, it is clear that we are all evenly matched each battle lasting to the very end. “Wanna make it interesting guys?” Adam asks. “How so?” Ellie responds. “We make it a drinking game!” Adam smiles, “When you die, drink, if you come in last, finish your drink, and the match winner can make someone else drink.” “Oh man..” I groan. “That’s a lot.” “Chicken?” Adam says goadingly. “No way!” I respond quickly. “Let’s do this” Ellie and Kay agree. We all grab beers from the fridge and head back. All of us have our game faces on, ready to give it our best, but the first match does not go my way. I came in last so I down my entire drink. Adam pulls it out in the last seconds, taking out Ellie in the end. With his power, Adam makes Kay drink, clearly trying to get her to loosen up a bit. We play several more matches, and overall, Adam has won most of the matches, each time, making Kay drink. A few matches in, I notice a pressure in my bladder and easily let loose, wetting my diaper a bit. This happens a few more times as we play and drink. By the end, Kay, Ellie and I are very tipsy, and Adam is enjoying every moment of it. “Ok guys, I give up.” Kay finally admits, putting her controller down. “I can’t take any more. Maybe let’s slow down for a minute.” “I second that.” I say. “I’m feeling it, and the night is still young.” “Fine fine.” Adam says. “I think I got my fill of whooping your diaper butts anyway.” Ellie stands up and stretches. “Well, I didn’t do as bad as you two, but I can feel it too. You could’ve gone a little easier on Kay, Adam. She doesn’t have as much of a tolerance.” “Whatever!” Kay says, standing up angrily. “I’m not that much smaller than you guys!” Kay walks up to Ellie, barely coming up to Ellie’s chest. Ellie laughs heartily, standing up taller just to loom over Kay. “Ok then! First volunteer for a diaper check I see!” Ellie says, grinning at Kay. “What?! No way!” Kay says. “C’mon then, little Kay, let’s see if you broke it in!” Ellie says. She was clearly loving this. “Oh c’mon!” Kay whines. “Seriously, this onesie is see-through enough. You can tell it’s still dry just by looking!” “Now now.” Ellie says, sitting back down on the couch. “Just come here, it’ll only take a second. Like ripping off a band-aid. I’m gonna check everyone.” Kay hesitates, but then walks over, blushing furiously. “Fine.” “Good girl.” Ellie says. Kay walks over and Ellie unsnaps her onesie, revealing the thickness underneath. As Kay said, it was definitely still dry, although with all that we had had to drink, Kay was probably full to bursting. Ellie takes her time, feeling the diaper on the outside, sticking a few fingers inside the leg band, and doing everything she can do to embarrass Kay. Soon though, it is over, Ellie snaps the onesie back in place, and gives Kay a pat on the butt as Kay walks into the kitchen. “Well, one dry girl.” Ellie says. “Though I expected that one. Kay is going to hold on to the very last before she wets that thing.” Ellie pauses and grins, “though he will wet it eventually. Ok then, how about the boys?” “I’ll go next.” Adam volunteers. “I don’t care, it’ll happen a few more times I’m sure. I’m not embarrassed.” Adam stands up and walks over, though there is a slight waddle in his step that wasn’t there before. I raise my eyebrows, suspicious. With the jean shortalls on, it was impossible to tell just by looking if Adam’s diaper were wet, but the way he’s walking suggests that maybe he is. It’s clear that Ellie thinks the same thing as Adam walks over. “Ok, then Adam.” Ellie says. She turns Adam around and undoes the butt flap on the shortalls, revealing the onesie underneath. I hear a few snaps as the onesie is undone. From where I am, I can’t quite see, but it’s clear from Ellie’s reaction that Adam is indeed wet. “Wow!” Ellie says, clearly quite surprised. “I did not expect that! A wet one! Although, this thing can definitely hold a lot more, so we can wait to give you a change Adam.” Ellie says. “Sounds good to me.” Adam says nonchalantly. Adam waits for Ellie to snap everything back into place, and then sits back down on the couch. I look at him surprised. ‘When did he wet that?’ I think to myself. ‘and how did he wet it so easily? It was really hard for me to go in these the first time.’ But my thoughts were then interrupted by Ellie calling me over. “And now for the other baby boy. Though I think I already know what the verdict will be on this one.” She teases. I blush, but stand up and waddle over. Ellie pulls down the thick cloth diaper cover, and then lets out a small gasp. “Uh-oh! We have a leak!” She says loudly. I look down surprised, I didn’t think I’d wet it that much, but the cloth diaper cover tells a different story, with a damp outline on the interior of the cover. Ellie makes me lift each leg as she takes the cover off. “Good thing you had this cover on, otherwise the couch would be-“ Ellie begins, but then looks over at the couch, where two quarter sized wet spots have appeared, right where I had been sitting. “-soaked.” She finishes, staring at the spots. Adam walks over. “You got our couch wet? Again” He says, amused. Kay lets out a laugh from the kitchen. I am speechless as I stare at the spots. Had I really gone that much? It didn’t feel like it at all. I muster up the courage to speak, but my voice cracks as I start. “I-I’m sorry guys. I guess I didn’t really think I’d gone that much.” “No no no.” Ellie says quickly. “Not your fault, Mike. It’s my fault. I should’ve been checking you all more often. Especially YOU apparently.” My face blushes again, but I catch Ellie’s eyes, and she is smiling kindly. I give her an embarrassed smile back. Adam sighs and walks into the kitchen. “C’mon guys, let’s try and keep the damage INSIDE the diapers this weekend please.” Ellie stands and puts a hand on my shoulder. “You hang here, ok? I’m gonna get some supplies from your room and then we can get you changed.” I nod, moving to sit down again. “Whoa!” Ellie says, stopping me from sitting. “Better stand for now.” She says sheepishly. I blush a deeper shade as Ellie walks away. A few moments later, Ellie arrives back, with wipes, powder, lotion, and a new diaper in her hands. She sets them down on the floor in the living room, then spreads a towel down on the floor. I look at her confused, then horrified as she looks at me expectingly. “Ok, let’s get you changed then.” She says. “What?!” I say. “Here?” “Well duh.” She says. “Now hop down.” I hear Kay start to laugh. “C’mon Mike! Just lay down there so Ellie can change your leaky diaper!” “Shut up, Kay!” I say, then look down at Ellie. “C’mon Ellie… Can’t you just change me in my bedroom like always?” Ellie frowns. “No. Not this weekend. Now lay down.” “Ellie….” I whine. Within a fraction of a second, Ellie has grabbed me and pulled me down over her knee. Before I can yell for her to stop, the first spank has hit the butt of my soaked diaper. It is hard, and even with all the squishy padding, it hurt. I yelp as the second one lands. Three. Four. Five. I plead for her to stop. Six. Seven. Eight. The padding on the butt of the diaper has started to spread thin, squishing away from the spanks. This only makes them sting more. Nine. Ten. I feel tears forming in my eyes. Finally, Ellie lets me go. I back away, glaring at her, humiliated, hurt, and furious. “What the hell?!” I yell. “Language.” Ellie says plainly. “Now lay down.” I cross my arms angrily, protesting. “Not ok, Ellie.” I say. “That will happen to any one of you for talking back, disobeying, or misbehaving in any way this weekend.” Ellie says, giving Kay a glance of suspicion. I look over and Kay and Adam look just as surprised as I am. “Don’t you think that’s a bit… much?” Kay asks hesitantly. “Not one bit.” Ellie says. “You three have to understand that I am in charge this weekend. No ifs, ands or buts. Now lay down, Mike.” With the pain subsiding, I give in. I’m still upset, but I’m also eager to have my diaper changed. “You could’ve told us that you would do that.” I say, laying down. “I think it was way more effective as a surprise.” Ellie says. “I would’ve done it to whoever backtalked and complained first. To be honest, I really thought that it was going to be Kay or Adam, but I was wrong.” Ellie admits. “I thought you would’ve been used to this by now.” Annoyed, I stop talking as Ellie gets to work. Kay and Adam wander back in, adding to the humiliation of the diaper change. Ellie untapes the diaper, gently wipes me down, and then instructs me to lift up. I do as told, hoping for a quick change, but Ellie seems to be taking her time now. I feel her wipe my butt, and then place the new diaper underneath me. I put my butt back down as Ellie grabs the lotion. I was concentrating on not getting hard as her strong, soft hands gently wipe me down. “You know Ellie.” Kay says, an air of mischief in her voice. “If you want to make sure Mike doesn’t leak, you could put two on him.” She giggles. I look up at Kay and give her a hard glare. When did she get so annoying? I then look back at Ellie, who is grinning. “A great idea Kay,” she says. I glare at Kay even more, and she stares back, a huge grin on her face. Of course. Ellie continues, “It’s a great idea for YOUR next diaper change.” She says, eyeing Kay down. I grin. Kay’s grin quickly turns to horror. “Wait… C’mon.” Kay quickly tries to backtrack. “I was only kidding!” Ellie smiles and goes back to wiping me down with lotion. “Kay, Kay…” Ellie begins. “Remember why we are doing this? It’s to stop you from taking advantage of Mike’s situation. So, you have to learn that any time that you suggest something like that to embarrass him, it’s going to come back at you, understand?” Kay lowers her head, but doesn’t respond. I grin, enjoying the sight of Kay so utterly defeated. Ellie continues her work, grabbing the powder, and spraying it liberally over me. “You know though…” Adam begins. “Purely from a practical standpoint… Having Mike double diapered would definitely be a nice assurance for me. For the furniture’s sake. I don’t want these leaks anymore.” “That is a great point Adam, but don’t worry, I have just the thing.” Ellie says, taping my new, thick diaper on. “I already thought about that, so I brought these.” Ellie pulls out what looks like a piece of plastic. It is clear, with a slight blue tint, and designs of teddy bears all over. “Some plastic pants.” Ellie says. Kay grins again. “Ellie…” I say, trying not to sound like I am complaining. “Isn’t that a bit… much?” Ellie looks down at me and frowns. Knowing what would come, I stop talking. “It’ll keep everything protected. That’s all.” Ellie says. “It’s this or double diapers.” Ellie says. “I’ll take the plastic pants.” I say quickly. Kay grins. “Well, at least the couch will be safe now.” She says, teasingly. “Kay.” Ellie says. “I don’t want to hear any more of that, or it’ll be triple diapers for you.” Kay quickly shuts up. Ellie has me stand and then helps me into the plastic pants. They fit tight around my legs, but will clearly hold any leaks tight inside. As I move to sit back down, a deafening crinkle fills the room. The difference between the plastic pants and the diapers, in terms of crinkliness, is massive. The crinkle is so loud, all three of them can’t help but laugh. “Ok guys…” I say, starting to chastise them, but then can’t help but laugh as well at the ridiculous sound. “Well… I’ll wear them in the apartment, but it’s probably best not to take them out in public.” I laugh and shift my butt on the couch, crinkling even more. Adam laughs loudly, “Definitely not! I wouldn’t even want to be walking next to you in public with those on!” We all laugh, reveling in the ridiculousness of the situation. After a few moments, things settle down, and the four of us start to relax. Adam turns on the tv, and we relax, just chatting, like we used to. We talk about school starting up again soon, what classes we are worried about, what we are looking forward to, and despite the fact that three of us are wearing diapers and baby clothes, it feels like a normal Friday night. After another half hour, I notice Kay squirming around in her seat. She gets up and walks to the kitchen, as if to get another drink, but it’s clear that something else is going on. I get up and walk over as well, the plastic pants crinkling loudly with each step. “Hey Kay. What’s up?” I ask innocently once we are both in the kitchen. Adam and Ellie continue talking in the living room, oblivious to our conversation. “Oh you know.. Nothing much. Just getting another drink.” Kay says. Her discomfort is clear. “Yeah? You’ve had a few already, huh?” I say, grinning. “You know, it would feel better if you just did it.” “Huh?” Kay says nervously, “I don’t know what you are talking about.” “C’mon, you’ve got to be in serious pain by now.” I say. “You’ve been holding it all night?” Kay finally admits it. “Yeah. It’s just… I don’t know. It is really hard for some reason.” “Yeah. I had the same thing the first time too. I don’t know how Adam did it without any of us even noticing.” I say reassuringly, trying my best to be nice about it. I knew how tough it was. How embarrassing. And, seeing her so uncomfortable made me feel bad. “But trust me, once you do, it’ll be way easier. It feels weird at first, but now, it’s like I hardly even notice.” “What?” Kay says, looking at me strangely. “Like, you don’t even notice when you pee?” She whispers. “No!” I respond quickly. “ No no no. Just like… I don’t really need to think about it to let loose. Not like the first time at least.” “Oh. Gotcha.” Kay responds, nodding. “To be honest, I am actually getting pretty uncomfortable, but it’s like I can’t for some reason.” “Well when I did it the first time, I went into the bathroom and pretended I wasn’t wearing one.” I say. “Yeah, I remember.” Kay says. She glances over at Adam and Ellie. “To be honest though, I’d rather not go in there, at least, not with Ellie in such a… dominant mood. If she caught me in there, I’d probably be in diapers for the rest of the month, like you.” “Yeah… She’s gotten pretty into this whole thing.” I say. Then an idea pops into my head. “What about the sink? It might be easier if there’s some running water. Or even better, warm water on your hand!” I say. “Isn’t that just for some dumb prank? Like, if you want someone to wet the bed?” Kay says. “Yeah, but trust me, it’ll work for this too. Every time I do the dishes now, I notice that I have to go really bad as soon as that warm water hits my hand.” I say. “Seriously, just pretend you are going to do some dishes for us. You’ll be peeing in no time.” Kay blushes. “Well… I guess it’s worth a shot.” “That, or I can press down on your bladder.” I say playfully. Kay laughs. “Yeah no thanks. I’ll try the dishes.” He says. She goes to the sink and turns on the hot water. She grabs a few dishes and starts to wash them. As the water warms, I notice her close her eyes. Ten or fifteen seconds later, she lets out a tiny gasp, and I know what he is doing. It’s then that I realize that I am getting turned on. I look down in surprise as I feel myself start to get hard. I then look back at Kay, standing in front of the sink, in her see-through onesie and thick pink diaper, eyes closed, slowly letting her bladder loose, and I imagine the feeling. I quickly push the thoughts from my head, trying to ignore them. Kay was my friend! I shouldn’t be thinking like that. I go to the fridge and grab another drink. I open it up and take a sip. I glance back over at Kay, still standing there. It’s pretty clear what she’s doing at this point. It’s also taking quite a while. She must have had to go pretty bad. I feel a pang of jealousy wash over me. That must feel so nice… Agh! Stop thinking stuff like that! I shake my head then glance over. She REALLY had to go. I decide not to tell her that flooding it like that is probably a bad idea. More risk of leaking. And I knew Kay would be so embarrassed if she leaked like I did. I look over at Ellie and Adam, who are both still talking in the living room, not paying attention to us at all. Several moments later, I hear a satisfied exhale from Kay. She’s opened her eyes. She looks over at me. I can see her face redden as her eyes meet mine. “Well, feel better?” I ask. “Yeah… I guess so.” She says, humiliated. “Yeah…” I say, nodding my head in understanding. “It’s weird the first time.” “No kidding. This gets easier?” She asks incredulously. “Because I can’t possibly imagine THAT getting any easier.” “Trust me, it does.” I say. “How does it feel for you?” I ask, still turned on a bit by the situation, doing my best to hide it. “Weird.” Kay says. She moves her legs around a bit and then stops. Her face turns red as she describes it. “It’s so weird… I can like… feel the pee still sloshing around…” “Oh. Yeah. That’ll happen if you go a lot all at once. I would’ve said something before, but thought it was better not to disturb you while you… well, you know.” I say. Kay blushes. “Thanks, I guess.” “Yeah, if you flood them all at once it can’t absorb right away, so I would wait a bit before you move around too much, otherwise you’ll leak.” I explain. “Oh jeez.” Kay says. “I’ll end up wearing those ridiculous plastic pants just like you!” She laughs. “How long do I have to wait?” “Oh not long.” I respond. “With these ones, it’ll go pretty quick. It’s probably already absorbed most of it.” “Yeah, I guess I can’t really feel it sloshing anymore.” Kay responds. “Still… The feeling is very weird. I think I definitely prefer the feeling when they are dry.” Her face reddens. “Not like that though! I mean.. like… At least when they are dry, they are kind of comfortable. Right now, I just want to get out of this thing.” “Yeah I remember that feeling too the first time.” I say. “Honestly, I’ve gotten so used to the wet feeling that I don’t really care one way or the other anymore. The difference between a light wetting and a heavy one is big too. I definitely prefer the feeling of a slightly wet one to one that is super soaked. The worst though is when they are messy. That does not feel great. I haven’t gotten used to that at all. That still sucks.” I say. “I don’t think I will ever get used to that feeling.” Kay blushes and looks at her feet. “Well, I would go ask for a change, but I don’t think that is a good idea. Ellie would probably make me sleep in it or something.” “Yeah, probably not the best idea.” I say. “Just sit in it for now, I’m sure she will check you and Adam before bed. That’s coming up pretty quick.” “Yeah… I guess so.” Kay says, still visibly uncomfortable. Pangs of sympathy go through me as I look at Kay, remembering the first time I wet my diapers, and just how desperate I was to get out of it right away. Her face is so perfectly humiliated, and with the onesie stretched to the max to hold her sagging diaper, the look is too much for me not to sympathize. “I-I could ask Ellie to change you.” I suggest, glancing over at Ellie and Adam to make sure they still aren’t paying attention. “I mean, then you technically aren’t asking for a change, right?” Kay’s face brightens. “Really? You would do that for me? You don’t think Ellie would be mad?” “C’mon, it’s not breaking the rules. Technically.” I say, bravely. A look of relief passes over Kay’s face. “I would really appreciate it.” “No problem.” I say. Nervously I walk back to the couch where Adam and Ellie are talking. I sit down next to them. Adam looks at me quizzically. “Got something on your mind?” Adam asks. “Um… Yeah, kinda.” I say sheepishly. “Ellie, can you give Kay a change?” Ellie looks at me surprised. Then looks over at Kay, who is awkwardly standing at the edge of the room, looking on. Ellie shakes her head. “That isn’t how this works.” She finally says. “But technically, she isn’t asking for a change!” I say. “I don’t care! The idea behind the rule is for you to have no control over what happens with the diapers. That’s it.” Ellie explains. “You get checked and if you’re wet, you get a change. You just have to sit in it and wait until I check you, ok! So I’m sorry, but BOTH of you have just earned a punishment.” “What?!” Kay yells. “That so isn’t fair!” “C’mon Ellie!” I say, upset. “Seriously!” “Yeah! It was totally Mike’s idea anyway!” Kay accuses. I glare at her angrily. “What?! You jerk! You were being all pathetic, so I was just trying to be nice!” I snap back. “Enough!” Ellie yells. “I don’t want to hear another word from either of you. Mike, put that pacifier that’s hanging around your neck in your mouth and start sucking, or so help me you will get the spanking of your life.” Humiliated, I do as told, bringing the oversized pacifier to my lips and putting it in. The large rubber bulb tastes strange, and it fills my mouth. The paci shield reaches out around my cheeks, hugging them tightly. The feeling is very strange, and because of it’s size, I am forced to suck on it to keep it in. Kay starts to laugh, but is soon cut off as Ellie gets up and grabs her hand, leading her away. I hear them walk towards my bedroom, a few protests from Kay, and a few moments later, the two of them walk back, Kay sucking on a pink version of the same pacifier. “There, now we can have some peace and quiet from all these two, huh Adam?” Ellie says happily. “No kidding.” Adam says. Kay and I mumble angrily, but neither of us is willing to push Ellie any further. Kay awkwardly sits down, clearly still not used to the squishiness of the diaper. “Don’t worry you two.” Ellie says. “I won’t make you wear those pacifiers for the whole weekend, just until you both calm down. Then we can talk about the real punishment that you will get.” I cross my arms, frustrated. Kay glares at me angrily. Ellie sighs and turns the tv back on. Thirty minutes later, my mouth is getting tired, and I can tell Kay feels the same way. Kay has clearly gotten very uncomfortable in her diaper as well, since she keeps shifting around in her seat. By now, I have also wet the diaper a bit more, with my bladder on overdrive from all the drinking. “Ok. I think it has been long enough. If you stay quiet, you can take them out.” Ellie says. We both sigh in relief as we take them out. I let mine fall, it dangling embarrassingly on my shirt. Kay sets hers on the table next to her. Neither of us says anything. Ellie revels in the silence for a minute. “Incredible. I didn’t think it was possible for you two not to immediately start arguing.” Ellie says sarcastically. I roll my eyes. “Ok. Here’s the deal. Mike, you clearly broke the ‘no asking for changes’ rule, so you will absolutely get a punishment. Kay, you also broke the rule, since it was you we were talking about.” Kay opens her mouth to protest, but Ellie quickly shuts her down. “Now. Here’s the deal.” Ellie says. “I won’t make you pick a rule out of the hat, because that isn’t exactly fair in this situation. HOWEVER.” Ellie then gets very serious. “If you break the rules again, I will absolutely make you pick a punishment out of the hat. That applies to you too Kay. That includes all the new ones that you added specifically for this weekend.” Ellie says. Kay’s face goes white. Clearly, she put some bad ones in there. Ellie continues, “so instead of picking a rule from the hat, tonight, neither of you will be changed before bed.” “What?!” Kay and I both exclaim. “Shush!” Ellie exclaims. “So instead of a change, I will be putting another diaper over the top, along with plastic pants for both of you. That way we can keep your bed safe. I have also decided that you two will be sharing the bed tonight. You need to learn how to get along. I will take the couch, and Adam can sleep in his room alone, since he actually behaved like an adult today.” I sigh in annoyance, glaring at Kay. This was all her fault. She glares back and sticks her tongue out at me. I glance back at Ellie, who is rolling her eyes at our immature behavior. “That is my ruling. And that is the end of it. Now Kay,” Ellie begins, “let’s get you doubled up now, since the diaper that you are wearing is so wet already.” Kay sighs, but stands up, clearly terrified of breaking the rules and being forced to pick from the hat. Ellie gets up and goes to my room to grab a diaper. A few moments later, she comes back with a poofy plain white diaper. It was the kind of diaper where all of the design went into making it thicker. Ellie spreads it on the ground and instructs Kay to lay on top of it. Kay does as told, and Ellie pulls out a scissors. Expertly, Ellie cuts a few slits in Kay’s soaked diaper, and then tapes up the super thick one. The new thick diaper comes up much higher on Kay than the first one did, and it covers Kay’s bellybutton now. The extra padding forces Kay’s legs apart in a comical way. Ellie tries to snap Kay’s onesie back on, but with the massive diaper on, Ellie can’t get the snaps to reach, so she just gives up, and lets the onesie hang. Kay stands awkwardly, her legs splayed out under her as if he had a couch cushion in between her legs. Ellie then pulls out a pair of plastic pants for Kay, who allows Ellie to slide them up her legs. Thankfully, the plastic pants are elastic enough that they fit over the top of the monstrous diaper, and soon, Kay is just as crinkly as I am. Adam smiles at the sight, but Kay says nothing, just awkwardly toddling back to the couch and sitting down, a loud crinkle and squish accompanying each step. I see Kay shivers as she starts to realize that she would be in this diaper for the long haul. Ellie then gestures to me. She pulls out another one of the thick plain white diapers and spreads it down. Sighing, I allow her to double me up as well, going through the exact same process as Kay. A few moments later, the two of us are sitting on the couch, both annoyed, and both wearing ridiculous double diapers. After Kay and I are taken care of, Ellie tells Adam to get down as well, taking care of all the changes at once. Adam doesn’t complain at all, allowing Ellie to wipe him up and pad him in a clean dry diaper, without even a hesitation. Afterwards, Adam hops up happily, clearly glad to be in a dry diaper. Somehow, he’d been the wettest of the three of us. And I hadn’t even heard a word from him! “Well, now that that’s taken care of, I think it’s late enough for bed.” Adam says, yawning and stretching his arms. “Good point.” Ellie says, looking at the clock. “Before bed, I want each of you three to drink a nice big glass of water, ok?” We groan, but do as told, each drinking quite a bit of water before bed. With that, Kay and I head to my bedroom, both still annoyed at each other, and dreading the night to come. I am allowed to take off the pacifier and paci clip much to my relief, and with that, Kay and I get underneath the covers, close our eyes and try to sleep. Thanks for reading! I know it was a VERY long delay between posts, but here you go! Hope you all enjoy. Maybe I'll actually find time to keep this updated more frequently.

Chapter 4 Outside, it felt like a spotlight was on him at all times. In the seedy neighborhood that Iggy called home, he was very afraid of having anyone notice. There were always odd people hanging about. Iggy had said that he preferred being in these kinds of places. Gale knew that Iggy only lived here because it was the only place where he could get away with making as much noise as he did at all hours. Gale was nervous walking to the bus stop. Each step felt like he was announcing to the world that he was wearing a thick absorbent undergarment, but as he walked to the nearest bus stop, no one stopped or looked. It was as if he was hiding in plain sight. He stood at the bus stop, another person waiting, and not once did they say anything. They didn’t even look over. Even when he got on the bus with the four or five other people, there were no jeers, no name-calling, and everyone seemed to be normal. With a sigh of relief, Gale waited the long ride back to his place. Gale went on his phone some more, seeing about any new reports on Sap-man, but nothing new had come up. Sighing, he put his phone away and stared out the window, trying to lose himself in thought. His thoughts were interrupted about halfway to his apartment, when Gale felt his diaper warm again. He sat bolt up in his seat, and a person across the aisle glanced over, then back down at their phone. Gale could feel the diaper warming. And… was that a hissing sound? Gale shuddered. He could only just barely hear it over the sound of the bus. There was no way anyone else would notice. Gale felt the blood rush to his face. He scanned the bus, counting the people. There were 12 other people riding, not including the bus driver. Gale tried to remain calm. He desperately tried to stop the flow, but as always, was helpless. The bus pulled up to a red light and stopped. The flow didn’t. Gale had drank so much water. Gale watched as the person across the aisle got up and left the bus. Finally, just as the bus was starting back along the road, Gale could tell that he’d stopped. He wished that he could check to make sure he didn’t leak, but he didn’t want to risk it. He would just have to wait. The rest of the bus ride was very tense for Gale, but thankfully, no one seemed to notice. His stop was coming up. Gale knew he would have to get up. If the diaper had leaked, someone would see… he knew they would. The bus stopped. He was here. Gale slowly stood up, trying to act naturally. As he stood though, he felt it. He was peeing again! Already? What could he do? This was his stop! “Get off, or sit down, son!” The bus driver called back. Gale realized that he’d just been standing there. Everyone was looking at him. Gale felt his face go red. “Sorry!” He managed to choke out. His mouth felt so dry. He needed something to drink, too. Quickly, he hurried off the bus, bladder releasing the entire time. Gale stood on the pavement in shock, until he felt like he was no longer going. This was his neighborhood. People could recognize him here. He needed to get home, quick. He needed to know if the diaper had leaked though. Nervously, he glanced around. He stepped into the small shelter at the bus stop. He felt around his jeans for wet spots. Nothing. He hadn’t leaked. Gale sighed happily. He just needed to walk the few blocks home. That’s all. Nervously, Gale started walking. His diaper squished between his legs. The noise was lessened in the jeans, but the feeling of wet squishy diaper between his legs did not give Gale the confidence that he so desperately needed. Either way, he had to get home. Gale lived in a single bedroom apartment, near the university. It was on the top floor of a small apartment building. Unfortunately, there was no elevator, so Gale was always forced to walk up the long three flights of stairs to the top. Thankfully, all was quiet. Gale arrived at his building and walked in. He was desperately trying not to waddle, but at the same time, make the diaper squish less. So far, he hadn’t succeeded in either effort. He entered and, walking up to the top floor, Gale noticed the diaper start to chafe against his legs. He couldn’t adjust for fear that someone would see, so Gale just gritted his teeth and kept going up. He turned the corner towards hi apartment, pulled the keys out of his picket and opened up the door. Finally, Gale was home. He walked in, sighing in relief. At least no one could bother him here. Gale shut the door and nearly collapsed. He’d fought countless bad guys with strange powers and abilities, and somehow, that walk home was the most fearful he’d ever been. Gale grabbed a glass of water and drank it in one go. The thirst would not let up, so he filled a second glass and drank that too. Finally sated, he walked into the bathroom. He needed to inspect the diaper. He walked in and closed the door to the small bathroom. He removed the jeans and inspected them for wet spots. Nothing. Finally, he examined the diaper. The front was soaked. He pressed a hand against it. The diaper squished loudly, and Gale felt liquid press out of the padding momentarily. Gale cringed at the feeling. He turned and looked at the back of the diaper in the mirror. It was equally wet. It was stained yellow all the way back. As far as Gale could tell, there wasn’t a dry spot left. Gale didn’t know what to do. He hadn’t brought a spare! Why hadn’t he packed a spare?! Gale berated himself for being so careless. He had been hoping to relax at home for a bit. Now, if he wanted to get back before this diaper completely gave out, he would have to leave right away! Gale hurriedly packed his bag. He packed a few different changes of clothes, making sure they were as baggy as possible, knowing he would have to hide his diapers underneath. He grabbed his laptop, for doing homework and playing games. He also opened up the secret latch on the ceiling in his closet. Inside was his old super suit. It was the first one he’d ever had. The one that he’d made himself. It was a soft sea-green, with white linings. He’d made it himself, before Iggy got involved. He’d taken up sewing just so that he could make it. He folded it neatly and packed it away as well. Since his new one was out of commission, he would probably need it. Unfortunately, it didn’t have the bells and whistles that Iggy’s did. No stealth mode, no trackers, scanners, or vitals monitors. No wingsuit. But it would have to do. He grabbed it and did one last look through, trying to make sure he had everything he needed. He was about to step out the door when he felt more pangs of thirst. Gale grabbed another glass of water, downing it. He cursed Iggy, knowing that it would just make his current situation that much worse. Grimacing, Gale grabbed the bag he’d packed and walked back out. He quickly walked down the steps. He needed to hurry before his bladder decided to empty again. Gale shuddered as the diaper squished loudly. He didn’t care. He just wanted to get back to Iggy’s now. He wanted a fresh diaper. This one felt awful. Gale arrived back at the bus stop. He’d never had a car, and in fact had never even learned to drive. Now, he was cursing himself for that decision. If he’d only known how to drive, he could be alone. But he didn’t have a car. Gale had gotten his powers before he’d needed to learn to drive, and had used his powers to travel long distances. Plus, he’d always lived in Triton City, and never really planned on leaving. There were two other people at the bus stop. He recognized one of them as another student in one of his classes. Thankfully, they’d never spoken, so Gale didn’t even say hello. He just pulled out his headphones and popped them in. Gale put on his favorite music, trying to forget the situation. The bus arrived quickly, and Gale stepped in. The bus was much more crowded now. Gale found a seat and gingerly sat down. He felt the diaper squelch as he did, and Gale’s face reddened as the person in front of him looked around, confused. Gale just pretended not to notice, and the person went back to their phone a moment later. Now that he was sitting, he felt a little better. While sitting, no one would be looking at his butt. No one would see. It was the standing back up that would be hard. But Gale had about thirty minutes until that happened. It was a long journey across town back to Iggy’s. Gale just prayed that he would make it. Gale turned his music up and tried to forget. As they bus got further and further out, it started to empty. About twenty minutes later, there were only three other people on the bus. That’s when it happened though. Gale’s heart sank. He felt it. Again. He was peeing. Again. If only he hadn’t had to drink so much. This wouldn’t have happened. Gale knew there was no way the diaper would hold up. Gale shifted uncomfortably as his bladder emptied once again. Gale glanced down at his crotch. He didn’t see any spots, but since he was sitting, it was hard to say. He could feel liquid pooling inside the diaper, and the flow was still going. Terrified, Gale lifted his butt off the seat, hoping that somehow there was more room in the back for it to absorb. Gale glanced around. The other people in the bus were all in front of him. He could risk a check. Nervously, he stuck his hand underneath his pants and felt around. Immediately, he felt a wet spot. Not just damp either, but wet and dripping. This wasn’t just a little leak. His diaper had completely given up. Gale didn’t know what to do. He was still ten minutes away! Time dragged on slowly for Gale. Each second felt like an eternity. Each stop, Gale’s heart pounded, hoping no one would get on and see. Two more people got off the bus. There were only three people in the entire bus now. Gale, the bus driver, and an old man who looked like he was going through some tough times. The old man was gently resting his head against the window of the bus. Gale hoped he was asleep. There would be no hiding his accident now, and Gale knew he would be leaving a puddle for someone else to clean up. But there was nothing Gale could do about it. As the bus pulled up to his stop, Gale gripped his bag, ready to sprint. It was three blocks to Iggy’s, and usually there weren’t too many people around. The bus stopped, the door opened, and Gale stood up quickly. He glanced back down at the seat. The rounded seat did indeed have a puddle in it. He started to hurry off the bus. As he passed the older guy, he saw that he was indeed asleep. The bus driver didn’t seem to pay any attention either, as he was already looking to pull back into traffic. He made it off the bus and very quickly started walking to Iggy’s. Almost at a run. He felt liquid running down his legs to his shoes. Humiliated, Gale felt tears forming in his eyes. Why was this happening to him? He crossed the first street towards Iggy’s. Only two to go. He didn’t see anyone out. He started to sprint. The diaper squished and squelched underneath him, soaking his jeans even more. By the time he reached the next block, Gale’s pants had become pitifully wet. Anyone who saw him would immediately know that he’d pissed himself. The tears were building in Gale’s eyes. He got to Iggy’s street without encountering a single person. He rushed towards the building and rushed inside. He turned the corner and rushed into Iggy’s. He had made it. Gale rushed in and saw Iggy sitting at his quantum sewing machine. Iggy looked over and saw Gale. Iggy’s eyes wandered down to Gale’s ruined jeans, then back up to Gale’s face, red with embarrassment, eyes ready to burst with tears. “Hey there…” Iggy said slowly, “You ok?” “Obviously not!” Gale yelled. As Gale finally spoke, all of his emotions came rushing up and he felt himself start to cry. Iggy immediately turned off the machine and rushed over. Wordlessly, Iggy rubbed Gale’s back. Gale just cried. He hadn’t cried like this in years. Once the hero of Triton City, known for his incredible feats, Gale felt nothing but a sense of complete powerlessness. It was a complete breakdown. Minutes later, Gale finally started to calm down. Iggy embraced him, being careful not to get wet. Finally, Iggy spoke. “Listen, I know it’s tough. Trust me, we will figure this out. In the meantime, you’ll feel better if you go change, ok?” Iggy suggested kindly. Gale nodded, wordlessly getting up and walking back to the bedroom where the package of diapers was. “Let me know if you need anything, ok?” Iggy said, as Gale closed the door. Gale ignored his friend. He needed Iggy to figure this out. Gale took off his wet jeans, tossing them aside. He un-taped the diaper and let it fall to the floor. Gale hung his head as he again wiped himself up. This time, there was no anger during the change, just quiet depression. Gale had been defeated. Wordlessly, he cleaned himself up. He put on a new diaper again, then grabbed a pair of sweat pants from his bag. He put them on and looked in the mirror. His face was red and puffy with tears. Gale sighed. He did feel a bit better now that the wet diaper was off though. Gale wrapped up the wet diaper and the used wipes. He actually felt a lot better. Gale took a deep breath. He stared in the mirror. “No one saw.” Gale said to himself. He felt a bit better. “Not one person.” Gale said again. He exhaled. “Yeah.” Gale walked back out. First, he went to the bathroom. He wanted to wash his face. He let the water run hot, then washed his face clean. He felt even better. He looked in the mirror. This time, he even managed to smile. Gale walked back to where Iggy was working. “Hey!” Gale called out. “Hey!” Iggy responded. “Feeling better?” “Yeah, tons.” Gale said. “Thanks. Sorry for getting all… emotional. Not really my best look, huh?” Iggy smiled and turned back to his work. “No worries Gale. You know me, nothing you do could make me think you aren’t adorable.” Iggy said. Gale smiled. Sometimes it was too much, but Iggy’s relentless flirting had a way of calming Gale down. “Did you find anything out?” Gale asked. “Well, I have a bunch of tests I want to run on you, so I was just working on this until you got back.” Iggy gestures down at his quantum sewing machine. A strange piece of fabric was sitting there. Gale had no idea what it was. “Ok, and what’s that?” He asked. “In due time! Once it’s finished, ok? I think it is going to help a lot though. It’s kind of cool actually. I’m repurposing an old invention I had. I think it’ll work wonders for you, whenever you decide to get back out to hunting down bad guys.” “Nice! Yeah, I actually brought my old suit in case something happens.” Gale said. “That green one?” Iggy asked. Gale nodded. Iggy snorted. “Hmph.. alright.” “I knew you were going to say that! I love that suit! It’s a classic!” Gale said. “Whatever. I still think pink looks way better on you.” Iggy says. “You think pink looks better on everyone!” Iggy snorts derisively. “Whatever.” Gale changes the subject. “So, what kind of tests do you need from me?” “Well I need a blood, urine, and saliva sample.” Iggy said. “I know urine might be an issue for you, so if you would just grab that diaper you just had on, and toss it on my work bench, I should be able to get the sample from that. And then I can get the other things from you in a bit as well, ok hon?” Gale blushed, but obeyed, going and grabbing the sopping wet diaper from the floor in the bedroom. He put it on Iggy’s workbench, cringing at the sight. Gale then waited as Iggy did some more work. A little while later, Iggy had everything he needed, and started the few tests that he wanted to run. “These won’t be finished until tomorrow, so in the meantime, I guess you can do whatever.” Iggy said. “Are you going to go out on patrol tonight?” “No way!” Gale said. “I’m only going out if something drastic happens.” “Fine fine.” Iggy said. “It’s just, you haven’t missed a night in weeks.” “Well this is a very unusual circumstance.” Gale said. “That’s a fair point.” Iggy said. “Well in that case, do whatever you want. Take your pants off, run around, I don’t care. I’ve got work to get to.” “Ok. Thanks again Iggy.” Gale said, ignoring the ‘pants off’ comment. Gale busied himself with some school work for a while, catching up on a few things that he had been putting off. As the evening crept nearer, Gale started to feel antsy. It was 6:00pm, and now was the time that he usually put on his super suit and went out to stop crime. But as 6:00 came and went, Gale stayed cooped up. He was currently curled up on a couch with a thick blanket covering himself up. His thirst had not yet abided, so he had been drinking tons of water, which meant that already, he’d had to change twice since he got back. Iggy had been working almost non-stop, checking computers, fiddling with various things, running tests, and a whole host of other things that Gale had no clue about. By now, Gale had caught up on all of his homework, so he had moved on to other things. His laptop was in his lap, and he had headphones in, watching videos online. He was laughing at some video when he felt a strange sensation come over him. A strange feeling in his stomach. Gale paused the video. It was then that Gale realized that his diaper was fairly wet once again. He’d already changed four times today, and now he realized he would have to go change into a fifth diaper. Gale got up, annoyed. He’d been changing a bit more promptly after his embarrassing leak on the bus, but because of that, he was going to go through that pack of diapers quickly. The pack only had twelve diapers, and he was already on his fifth! Gale stood up to go and change. The diapers and changing supplies were in the guest bedroom, so he started walking over. His stomach still had that strange feeling. As he walked towards the bedroom, the feeling got worse. Maybe he would take a tums. Then, Gale finally realized what was happening, but it was far too late. Without much resistance at all, Gale felt his bowels release. Gale doubled over a bit as he felt the back of his diaper start to fill. The first sensation Gale felt was one of relief, as the pain in his stomach went away, but then the humiliation and shock crept in. More mess mushed into the diaper. Gale felt if spreading against his butt and felt the diaper pressing outwards, trying to contain it. His bladder chose that moment to release as well, as he felt the front start to warm up and sag down. Gale was shocked. He had just filled his diaper. Badly. Gale’s face turned bright red. He was fifteen steps away from the toilet, and he hadn’t even realized that he needed to go. Gale looked around. Iggy was hard at work. He hadn’t noticed. Gale stood back up, wanting to seem normal, but he immediately regretted it as he felt the large lump in the back of his diaper squish against him. He shivered in disgust at the feeling. There had been no warning! No sensation. It had just… happened. A sinking feeling came over him. Gale couldn’t deny it. It wasn’t just his bladder that he couldn’t control anymore. It was the other thing too. He’d become completely incontinent After a few seconds of standing there, trying to grasp the situation, Gale finally came to terms with the fact that he needed to get changed. He waddled to the bathroom, being very careful to try and prevent his diaper from squishing around. He arrived in the bathroom, and stood there awkwardly. His diaper supplies were in the bedroom, but he didn’t want to go there, fearing that Iggy would see his sorry condition. He would have to walk right past Iggy, and he would definitely smell it. With a sigh. Gale took off the diaper, now extremely heavy from all of the wettings and now a mess as well. He wrapped it up carefully and tossed it in the trash. He immediately tied the bag off, then cleaned himself up as best he could with toilet paper. Gale then got into the shower and washed himself several times, trying his best to forget what had just happened. He scrubbed and scrubbed, trying to get as clean as possible. Fear had crept into his mind now. Gale was terrified. From head to toe he was terrified. Something bad was happening to him, and he was afraid. Gale took a few deep breaths and let the water rush over him, desperately trying to forget what had just happened. Gale got out of the shower and tied a towel around his waist. He walked to his bedroom and sighed. Back to diapers again. He put one on and then got into a pair of pajama pants and an old t-shirt that he always wore to bed. He walked back out. When he walked out, Iggy was waiting for him. Gale felt his face go red. Had Iggy guessed? “Hey, so Gale…” Iggy began. “Yeah?” Gale responded nervously. “I think I have an idea for you!” Iggy said, cheerfully. “In case you need to go out on patrol while you still have this, uh, problem.” Iggy gestured broadly at Gale’s crotch. Gale sighed in relief. Iggy hadn’t realized. “Oh really? What’s that?” Gale asked. “Well, there’s this material that I invented a while back, but could never find a good application for it. But now, I have just the thing!” Iggy said. “Oh cool! What is it?” “Well, it’s SAP, but like… on steroids.” Iggy said, smiling. “What’s SAP?” Gale asked. “Well, it stands for super absorbent polymer. It’s the stuff that they put in diapers to absorb liquid.” Iggy said. “yeah… ok?” Gale responded nervously. He wasn’t sure he was going to like this. “So the stuff I invented is basically that, but it’s way better. Trust me, I think you’ll like it.” Iggy said. “Alright… I guess…” Gale responded. “I’ll have it ready for you in the morning, so go get your beauty sleep, k?” Iggy said. After seeing Gale’s hesitant reaction, Iggy tried to reassure him. “It’s hard to describe. Trust me, it’s a way better solution than just wearing those under your super suit.” Iggy said, pointing towards Gale’s diaper. Gale blushed. “I guess I’ll take your word for it.” He said. “Anyway, I’m tired. I know it’s early but I think I’m just gonna go to bed.” “Sounds good. Talk to you in the morning.” Iggy responded. “And then you’ll see it. Trust me, it’s gonna be good.” With that, Gale grabbed another glass of water to satiate his thirst, and then went to bed. Chapter 5 The next morning, Gale woke up with a fright. He’d been having nightmares, but as his eyes adjusted to the morning light, the memories of his dreams started to fade. He pulled the covers off and stood up. A thick warm diaper reminded him of his predicament. He wet while sleeping again. He examined the bed. No wet spots this time. Gale was glad the diaper held up overnight. Gale had been a bit worried, that with all the water he’d been drinking, it wouldn’t last. Gale licked his lips. His mouth was very dry, so he walked out to grab a glass of water. He would change his diaper afterwards. In the shop, Iggy was working. Iggy greeted Gale with a smile. “Hey! Just putting some finishing touches on this thing. I really think it’s going to work well.” Iggy said. “Cool!” Gale said, not thinking about it too much, his intense thirst dominating his thoughts. He grabbed a glass of water and chugged it, then filled it again and drank that? Gale burped loudly, then drank another glass. “Jeez, slow down, cutie!” Iggy called out. “It’s your fault I’m so thirsty anyway!” Gale yelled back. “Fair enough.” Gale looked through the fridge for something to eat. It was pretty bare. Gale would have to go shopping. As he searched for food, Iggy walked over to him, holding something behind his back. “Ok, ready for this, hon?” Iggy asked. “Huh?” Gale responded, still trying to find food. “Hey! I spent a while putting this together! Now, look!” Iggy demanded. Gale stopped and turned to Iggy. “Alright alright, sorry. I’m just hungry.” That’s when Gale saw the dark circles under Iggy’s eyes. “Did you sleep at all last night?” He asked. “Sleep shmeep. Come on, I’m excited to show you this! You ready?” Iggy asked excitedly. Gale sighed. Iggy was pushing it pretty hard. “As I’ll ever be.” Gale said. “Ok. Let me introduce you to the newest in super suit technology!” Iggy was bursting with excitement. “The Super Protector!” Iggy announced, pulling the object out from behind his back and holding it up. It was a small white piece of fabric. It looked like a plain white speedo. Some sort of stretchy smooth brief-style undergarment. Gale sighed in disappointment. “A speedo?” Gale couldn’t believe his eyes. “You want me to hunt bad guys in just a speedo now?” “No no no!” Iggy responded immediately. “It’s for UNDER the suit. God, I wish I could get you into a speedo. No. This is special. It’s a diaper! And a really awesome one at that.” Gale couldn’t believe it. That flimsy piece of fabric was… a diaper?! “No way.” “Yes way!” Iggy said. “This IS a diaper, a super diaper at that. It’ll hold everything you’ve got and then some. And, without the awkward bulkiness of those that you have on now.” Iggy pointed down at Gale’s crotch, where his swelled-up diaper bulged in his pajama pants. “You can go back to chasing down bad guys without a care in the world! It uses an awesome thing I invented. I call it D.I.A.P. Which stands for, well, we won’t get into that. This is like the stuff they put in regular diapers, times a hundred.” “Wow. That’s actually… Kind of awesome.” Gale said. He reached out and touched the fabric. No crinkling, no swelling. It was a dream come true! He’d be glad to rid himself of these thick, noisy monstrosities. “So tonight you can try it out.” Iggy said. “Tonight?” Gale asked. “Why not now? I hate these diapers. I’d much rather wear that.” “Good! I’m glad you like it, but… well… It’s the only one in existence right now. I spent a while last night getting it ready.” Iggy responded. “I was more thinking that these would be for when you are out on patrol, as Typhoon, you know... Seems like a waste to use the super stealthy diaper when you are just sitting around my apartment. I’m sorry I got your hopes up.” Gale sighed. “So… I’m still stuck in these diap… ugh. diapers?” “During the day, yeah.” Iggy said. “I mean, I could make more of these, it’s just, then I couldn’t devote as much time at all to actually getting you back to normal.” “Ah. Got it.” Gale nodded, disappointed but understanding. “Yeah.” Iggy said. “Probably best to use those sparingly then.” Gale said. “Yep, but at least now you should be able to get back to your patrols.” Iggy said. Gale nodded nervously. Even with a super discreet diaper, Gale felt hesitant about heading back out there. “Well anyway, I should get back to it.” Iggy says, motioning towards his workshop. “Sounds good. I was just going to shower and change anyway.” Gale says. The day passed by uneventfully, except for several diaper changes. Gale was still completely unaware of his wetting, and with the added thirst form the nanobots that healed his ribs, he was wetting very often. By that evening, he’d emptied the pack of diapers that Iggy had got for him. By that evening, it was clear that Iggy wasn’t having any luck with the root cause of the incontinence yet. After Gale changed into his last diaper, he went out to the workbench to tell Iggy that he needed more. But as he approached, he realized that Iggy was fast asleep at his workbench. Gale sighed. He knew this was how Iggy had always been, sleeping in fits, wherever, but seeing it up close was tough. Gale would rather have Iggy get enough sleep than push so hard to solve this thing. “Alright, come here..” Gale said quietly, leaning down and picking Iggy up. Iggy slept right through it. Gale couldn’t do much to help Iggy, but getting him to a more comfortable bed was easy enough. Gale carried Iggy to his bedroom and laid him down, tucking him under the covers. Gale knew Iggy was asleep, but spoke up anyway, whispering, “I’m heading out for a bit. Be back later.” And with that, Gale left. He ran a few errands. First, he went to a pharmacy and got two more packs of diapers for himself. He had gone through six of them that day, so he knew he’d need quite a few. He also picked up some real groceries, and a few more things from his apartment. It took quite a while, and by the time he’d gotten back, it was getting late, and Gale’s diaper was full. Even after only a day and a half, Gale was getting used to them. His diaper changes were going quicker, and he was getting better at realizing when he needed to change. That night, he decided to make Iggy a real meal. So, while Iggy was asleep, Gale was hard at work, making something special. A while later, he went back to Iggy’s room. “Hey, you awake in here?” Gale asked. Iggy groaned. “Good.” Gale walked in happily. And with him came the scent of a delicious meal. Iggy bolted upright and stared at Gale. “You made food.” He said. “Yep. Now get up, or it’ll get cold.” Iggy didn’t need to be told twice, hopping right out of bed and following Gale to the kitchen, where a beautiful spread was laid out. “I figure you’d appreciate a home-cooked meal.” Gale smiled, seeing Iggy’s excited face. “You made food! It’s like… we’re married!” Iggy said. “Whoa whoa. Calm down. Don’t make it weird, ok? It’s just a meal.” Gale said. Iggy smiled. “Suuuure… You can’t hide it, you’re falling for me.” Iggy joked. “I can clean all this up, right now if you want.” Gale threatened. “No no! Please, I never get to have real food.” Iggy said. “I was just joking, now sit down.” Gale said. They sat down together, eating happily, and Iggy explained how the creation of good food had always eluded him. He understood HOW he was supposed to do it, but when it came time to make it, everything he tried would just go horribly. Iggy had given up cooking altogether, eating only frozen meals or takeout. “Well, I can make you food every day, if you want.” Gale said. “Really?” Iggy asked, thrilled. “Sure. I kinda like cooking.” Gale said. “I dunno.” “Amazing! This is the best!” Iggy said, digging in to his second helping. Gale had no idea how Iggy fit so much food into his little body, but he did. “When you get back from patrol tonight, maybe you can make something else? Like… cinnamon rolls?” Iggy asked. “Wow, making demands already, huh?” Gale joked. “Sure. But… I’m still not sure I am going to.” “Oh not this again. Come on, you have to. You have to at least try that new diaper I made for you.” “I know, but..” “No. You are going out tonight, and that’s final.” Iggy demanded. Gale sighed. “Alright, but only for a little bit. A few hours, max.” “Deal.” Iggy said. A while after dinner, Gale was ready to go out on patrol. He’d packed his backpack with his normal patrol stuff, and added a diaper as well. “Just in case.” Gale thinks to himself. He puts in all of the other supplies he would need and heads into the workshop, where Iggy is working. “Ok. I guess I am going to leave now.” Gale says. “Oh awesome!” Iggy says. “I’m glad you are going back out. I was worried you were going to give up the gig entirely. Unfortunately, you have to use your old uggo super suit. I left it over there.” Iggy points to a chair where the green and white outfit wass waiting. “Oh. And the D.I.A.P. is right here.” Iggy hands him the small, speedo-like undergarment. Gale takes it in hand. “Thanks.” “Definitely let me know if any adjustments need to be made. It should be your size, but who knows.” Iggy says. “It is just a prototype after all.” “Sure thing.” Gale responds. He walks over and grabs his old suit, stuffing it and the prototype diaper into his backpack. He would change into it somewhere else. Gale went to the freight elevator and took it up. He liked to start up high and go from there. Unfortunately, since he was at Iggy’s, he couldn’t use his normal starting point, but this building was tall enough that he felt ok. And since it was mostly empty, he would be able to change in peace. Gale arrived at the top floor and exited the elevator. He climbed one more flight of stairs until he was on the roof. He looked around. It was quiet. And there weren’t any other buildings looking down on him here. He was safe. Gale tossed down his bag and pulled out everything he needed. “Shoot. I forgot to ask Iggy if I still need to use lotion and powder.” Gale said to himself. “Probably do.” Gale takes off his pants, standing there in just his diaper and a t-shirt. Gale takes off the diaper, which had grown a little bit wet. He cleans himself off, then puts some lotion on and rubs it around. As he does, he checks his surroundings again nervously. It would be very awkward if someone saw him now. Gale grabbed the speedo-like diaper and holds it up. It certainly didn’t look like a diaper. No tapes or anything. Gale grabbed the powder and sprinkled some on himself, doing a poor job because of the wind, and the fact that he had to pull the new diaper on like a pull-up. Gale slipped his legs into the diaper and pulled it up. They slid up easily. It was a little tight, but felt just like underwear. They were ever so slightly thicker than his normal underwear, but compared to the M4s, the thickness was nothing. Gale smiled. He liked them a lot so far. Then Gale looked at the super suit. The old one, with the cape that he loved. Gale sighed nostalgically. “Alright.” He said, taking off his shirt. He put away all of his supplies, and then realized he still needed to find a spot for his used diaper. Gale cringed as he grabbed it. “I can’t put it in with my other stuff.” He thought to himself. “I’ll just find a garbage somewhere I guess.” Gale set the backpack in the corner of the roof, hidden from prying eyes, and then slipped on his super suit. As he pulled it on, he again became Typhoon, protector of Triton City. Typhoon smiled as he stepped up to the roof. It was good to be back working. He grabbed the wet diaper in his hand, and then thought better of flying around with it. He couldn’t be seen with it. After a moment of contemplation, he just set it next to his backpack, to throw away later. Typhoon jumped off the roof and started gliding around the city, enjoying the feeling of the wind. Iggy’s new diaper felt no different than his normal underwear, and he reminded himself to thank Iggy for going to the trouble of making it. He eventually set down at one of his usual monitoring places. He pulled out his police radio and started listening. The first half hour passed by quietly, except for his growing thirst. He stood up, wondering where he could get some water. Eventually he decided to just head down to a nearby corner store. His mouth felt so dry. Thankfully, he always kept a few bucks in his suit just in case of emergencies like this one. Typhoon slowly glided down to street level. The area was mostly quiet, but a few people down the street see him. He would have to go quickly, or there would be a mob of people asking for pictures. One of them, a young boy, waved excitedly towards Typhoon. Typhoon waved at them and walked into the corner store. Inside was quiet. Only a sleepy clerk was seated behind the register. Two boys were in the back looking at energy drinks, but didn’t glance up. The clerk’s eyes were glued to his phone, and didn’t notice as the hero walked towards the refrigerator section. Gale looked at the selection, and then decided that he should probably just get a gallon jug. He could always not finish it, but it would be awkward to have to do this again. He reached down and grabbed it, and then walked toward the register. At that moment though, the two teen boys in the back of the store noticed Typhoon. “Hey! Nice suit, dude! That’s a classic.” One of them called, a little jeeringly. “You going to a convention or something?” Typhoon ignored them. The clerk was startled off of his phone and looked up. Typhoon smiled behind his mask as he walked to the register. Typhoon placed the gallon jug, a pack of Mike and Ike’s, and a ten dollar bill on the counter. “I’ll take these to go.” Typhoon said, using the manly voice that adopted when he donned his cape. The voice never did much to hide the fact that he had always been wearing a bright pink and white spandex suit, but Typhoon had to do something to save his masculinity. Now though, he was in the classic green one, and felt much cooler. Thankfully, these people thought he was just another cosplayer. Little did they know, he was the real deal. Typhoon grabbed the change and stuffed it away. Then he took the two things he’d bought and walks to the door. The teen boy called out after him sarcastically. “See you, Typhoon!” The other one laughed. Typhoon turned to face them as the door closed, then summoned a gust of wind and launched himself in the air. He laughed as he imagined their shocked faces when they realized that they’d just made fun of the real deal. He lifted the mask up above his mouth and took a deep drink of the water. He had quite a bit, trying to sate his unending thirst. Exhaling deeply, he set the jug back down. He’d drank nearly half of it all at once. Satisfied, he grabbed the candies and opened them up. He sat back and listened to the scanner, turning his eyes to the sky. As he sat there, listening to the scanner, his thoughts were interrupted by the familiar hissing sound he’d grown accustomed to. He was peeing again. Typhoon stood up and looked down at his crotch as he felt his strange new diaper start to warm up. Somehow, now that he was dressed up as his strong alter-ego, he felt even more humiliated by his current predicament. He felt the new diaper start to expand between his legs. After a moment, he stopped peeing. He reached down and feels his crotch. The diaper had expanded a bit. Typhoon hadn’t expected that. Now, in his suit, it looked a bit like he was packing a little more heat down there, compared to normal. Typhoon sighed. There always had to be a downside. Yet, even after taking a whole wetting, this new D.I.A.P., as it was called, was still thinner than the other diapers. An hour passed, then two. The police scanner was mostly silent. A few minor calls, but nothing worth Typhoon’s time. By this time, his water jug was empty, as was his box of candies, but his diaper was a little bit fuller. He’d lost track of time, when a call finally came through. A fire in an apartment building! That was just Typhoon’s style. Typhoon hopped up and stretched. He got the address, turned off the scanner, and then jumped off the building. As he flew, he finally realized how much his new diaper had expanded. Now, the bulge had extended down past his crotch, and was starting to press outwards against his thighs. But with no time to waste, he ignored it and flew towards his destination. He was still discreet enough. Upon arrival, it was clear that the fire department would be unable to put out the blaze. The building, a ten-story apartment building had been engulfed. The middle three floors were totally ablaze, and the fire would be spreading upwards very quickly. Typhoon landed on the ground by the fire trucks. Many residents of the building were outside in their pajamas, terrified and clutching what possessions they could grab. “Sir! What’s the situation?” Typhoon asked as he glided to the fire chief. The chief didn’t hesitate. Even in his old super suit, the chief knew that this was no fake. “Fire! We’ve emptied out the lower floors, but we won’t have enough time to empty the upper floors with the ladders before this whole place crumbles!” A mustached fireman covered in soot replied, clearly grateful that the hero had shown up. “That’s my specialty! Do what you can. I’ll start at the top and work my way down.” Typhoon yelled, before propelling himself into the air. He landed on the roof where a few people had gathered. They were terrified, but let out a cheer as their savior landed in front of them. “Ok folks!” Typhoon said heroically. “I can take one at a time. Who’s first?” Typhoon worked diligently through the heat, carrying people down from the roof. Eventually, he started working through the floors one by one, blowing into apartments, checking the rooms, and then flying out. He worked quickly, as the flames spread. He used his powers to try and blast the flames away from himself as he got further into the inferno. Eventually, it got to be too much, and he was forced back down to the ground. “Is that everyone?” Typhoon asked as he landed, coughing a bit on the smoke. It was moments like this that made him appreciate Iggy’s work on the other suit. This old thing didn’t have any kind of air filtration system, like the other. A woman ran up to him hysterically. “My baby! You have to get my baby!” She yelled, pounding on his chest. Typhoon’s eyes grew big. A baby was still in there? “What room?” He asked. “623! Hurry!” She screamed. Typhoon blasted into the air one more time. Unbeknownst to him, many people had now taken out their cellphones to film him in his glory. He burst into the sixth floor, summoning the wind around him to try and shield himself. He barreled into the hallway, and quickly tried to locate the correct unit. He found it quickly and burst inside. He could hear a baby crying and sighed in relief. At least it was still alive. He blew down a bedroom door and found the baby’s room. Fortunately, the flames hadn’t entered yet. He ran over to it and picked it up. He blasted the window out of the wall with a gust of air and jumped out. He glided to the ground. Cheers let out from the crowd as he approached with the infant, who was still crying loudly. He handed the baby to the mother, who was bawling in happiness and relief. Typhoon basked in the glory for a moment as the crowd gathered around him. They started talking to him, thanking him, shaking his hand. That’s when Typhoon smelled something. He’d grown so accustomed to the smoke smell that he hadn’t realized. The smell was coming from him! He glanced down and realized that the diaper had expanded much more than before. What before looked like nothing more than a particularly impressive package had become a painfully obvious balloon around his waist. Even worse was the back. Apparently, he’d had another accident and hadn’t realized. The messy load had mushed around significantly. Trying his best to stay calm, he spoke up. “Ok everyone! That’s it for me! I must be off!” He said, his voice shaking a little. The crowd all thanked him for helping, each person wanting to come over and shake his hand, but after the 7th person, he decided it was too risky. Without shaking any more hands, he jumped into the air and flew off. Gale was annoyed at himself for messing himself, then his ire switched to Iggy. He wouldn’t have even been out today if not for Iggy’s stupid invention! Summoning a cloud of fog around himself, he flew back home, eager to change out of his diaper. Gale made it back to Iggy’s quickly. The massive diaper around his waist was beginning to cause problems for him though. He saw the roof where he had stashed his normal clothes and slowly glided down. The fog he had summoned to cover himself stretched out thick around him, covering several blocks. No one would notice him up here. As he landed, Gale stumbled. The thick diaper between his legs made his usual landing awkward. He fell forward hard, legs splayed out wide behind him. Muttering furiously, Gale sat up, trying to take stock of the situation. He looked down at his own crotch and was shocked to see just how much the diaper had expanded. There was no doubt about what he was wearing. The diaper was comically large now. Whatever Iggy had put in there seemed like it just expanded and expanded and never stopped! Even now, Gale felt like the diaper was still expanding. Gale couldn’t close his legs, not even a little. His feet splayed out awkwardly underneath him as he tried to stand back up. Then the smell hit him again. Oof.. he needed to get out of this right away. Gale took a few wobbly steps over to his bag. Gale pulled out a fresh diaper and supplies. He quickly stripped out of his suit and took one more glance down at the strange undergarment Iggy had made for him. Without the suit holding it up, the diaper now sagged heavily under its own weight. It stretched unnaturally downward past Gale’s knees. Gale couldn’t believe how much it had expanded. A few hours ago, it had looked like as delicate and flimsy as a speedo! And now, it was a massive, smelly balloon, pressing his legs apart. Gale pulled it down, letting it fall onto the ground. It slumped over, unnaturally. In a state of total humiliation, Gale cleaned himself up, using nearly all the wipes he had left to get clean. Gale was ashamed at how glad he felt to get the new, regular diaper on. He taped up the fresh one and then put on his normal clothes, stuffing the suit back into his pack. He swore to himself that this would be the last time he went out as Typhoon until Iggy figured this whole situation out. Gale stared down at the used D.I.A.P.. He had no idea what to do with it. He knew better than to leave one of Iggy’s inventions out for anyone to find, much less one with so much potential to cause him embarrassment. Gale would have to bring it back to Iggy’s somehow. Plus, Gale knew that Iggy would be upset if he didn’t bring it back for further testing. Gale sighed. He would have to carry it. He picked it up. It was incredibly heavy, and since the material was so stretchy, it was difficult to actually hold in his hands. Gale did his best to wrap it around itself, in order to hide its contents, and then prayed. He didn’t have far to go. Just one elevator ride. Gale walked down to the elevator, glad that Iggy lived in such an unpopulated area. Gale pressed the button and waited. His backpack over his back, and the diaper in his hands. The elevator arrived. Empty. Thank goodness. Gale stepped inside and then hit the button for Iggy’s. Thankfully, the elevator went straight down, not stopping at a single floor. Gale praised his luck as he stepped into Iggy’s once again. Inside, the sound of a television echoed around the room. Immediately, he tossed the used diaper down on the floor. He did not want to be touching that any more than he already had to. Gale found Iggy standing in front of a television, watching intently. “Hey!” Gale shouted. He was ready to give Iggy a piece of his mind. “That D.I.A.P. thing was-“ But Gale was interrupted by what he saw on the television. “I can’t believe it.” Iggy whispered, not at all reacting to Gale’s loud entrance. On the television was an emergency news broadcast. A prison breakout. Gale stared at the images on screen. Stockland Prison, where the most dangerous of Triton City’s criminals were held was on fire, smoke billowing into the night sky. Helicopters circled above, spotlights vainly trying to penetrate the thick smoke. On air, the newscasters were speaking quickly. “As of yet, there is no news as to how many are injured, or what caused this explosion. At the moment, police are working with the prison to attempt to get an accurate headcount, and evacuate prisoners from the burning building. Firefighters are working to contain the blaze, but at the moment, as you can clearly see, the fire is very much out of control. What we DO know is this- the maximum-security bloc exploded at 2:23am, followed by another, smaller explosion only a few moments later. We will be back with more, after this.” Gale stared. “I have to go.” He said, immediately forgetting about his complaint from earlier. “Go.” Is all Iggy said Gale pulled his suit back out and quickly put it on over his normal diaper. He had sworn not to go out again, but this was a special circumstance. A few moments later, Typhoon was soaring towards the prison, located in the hills just outside of Triton City. He could see the smoke billowing from quite a distance. As he approached, he scanned the ground for a fire crew. The ground around the prison was abuzz with activity. Prison buses were sitting, packed full of prisoners. Typhoon landed next to the fire crews. One saw him land and ran over, clearly glad that the hero was there. “Why aren’t you trying to put out the fire?” Typhoon demanded at the fire crews. Their trucks were sitting there, but not a hose was firing. Not waiting for an answer, Typhoon raised his hands. He could put out this blaze all at once. “Get ready for something amazing!” Typhoon shouted. He would show these people what he could do. “Hold on!! There’s still a lot of people in there!” The firefighter responded. “You can’t! The weight of water could take whole building down!” Typhoon sighed. He was exhausted already, and he didn’t want to spend any more time here than he had to. In the back of his mind, there was another issue pressing him to move quickly. He knew that this diaper wouldn’t last very long, especially with how much he’d already drank. He could tell that he’d already wet it on the way here. “Fine.. Just… give me a radio and get the building evacuated as soon as possible. I’ll go in and find as many as I can.” He responded. The firefighter gave him a walkie-talkie, and Typhoon quickly barked out a few orders to the crews for how they could assist him. He was tired and impatient. He clasped the walkie-talkie to his waist and without another word, flew up, trying to gaze down into the building. But the smoke billowed out and he got caught in it carelessly, forgetting that his old suit didn’t have any air filtration system. He coughed a few times, gliding away from the billowing building. He caught his breath. “Alright. Then let’s do this.” He said to himself. Typhoon flew down into the prison, using a blast of wind to clear the smoke and steam. He landed and saw a few crews of firefighters carrying an badly burned prisoner out of the main building. The blaze was roaring strongly. If he could just unleash his powers, he could put out the blaze in a matter of seconds. But Typhoon didn’t want to hurt the firefighters. The crews were working from south to north, trying to evacuate prisoners. Unfortunately, it was clear that some of the prisoners were trying to use this opportunity to their advantage. Typhoon looked around, then decided that he was best to go to the north side of the prison, where the explosion had occurred. Maybe he could find something out. The cause of the explosion. He flew off and landed in a small area between the main building and the north wall. Before Typhoon could even take stock of the area, he heard a familiar voice. “Finally.” A woman’s voice echoed from the smoke. It was a scratchy, sneering voice. One that Typhoon had heard many times before. “I knew you would come. That’s why I waited. Waited and waited. What took you so long? I was starting to worry.” A blast of fire pulsed out from the smoke, directly towards Typhoon. He summoned a burst of wind, dissipating the fire moments before it would have fried him to a crisp. “Now now, Pyrogue.” A familiar voice chastised. Typhoon couldn’t quite place it though. “Wait until I get the good doctor here to safety before you go blowing the place up. The doc isn’t so spry on his feet these days.” Three figures stepped from the smoke. A woman and two men. Two wore prison outfits, tattered and burnt in a few places. Typhoon instantly recognized all three. The woman was Pyrogue, master of blazes. Typhoon had caught her eight months ago. She was one of the most sadistic villains that Typhoon had ever had to deal with. She’d been responsible for dozens of fires throughout the city, many that claimed lives. And her only reason for starting them: She wanted Typhoon’s attention. She wanted a good fight. The other figure in a prison outfit was Dr. Daze. He had been a particularly hard villain to catch. He had somehow been forcing normal people to carry out his plans for him, never leaving the safety of his lab. And then after the deed was done, his victims would always completely forget about anything that they’d done. It made it particularly hard to charge normal criminals with crimes, as each of them would claim to have been under Dr. Daze’s control. His gray hair was longer now, and he walked unsteadily. He had seen better days, but fighting was never his strong-suit. It was his mind that terrified Typhoon. And last, was the massive man that Typhoon knew as Sap-man. He had his arm out, which Dr. Daze clung to desperately as he stepped over rubble. Typhoon couldn’t let them escape. “You’re caught.” Typhoon said confidently. “Don’t resist and I won’t hurt you.” Pyrogue snorted. She split off from the two men, walking to Typhoon’s left, while they went right. “Well, looks like you are still as confident as ever, sexy boy. What happened to your old suit? I liked the pink version.” Her scratchy voice brought shivers down Typhoon’s spine. “It’s in the shop. Now, put up your hands, and you won’t get hurt.” Typhoon demanded, holding one hand out at each group. “The shop? Was there an accident?” Pyrogue taunted. She continued circling him. Typhoon hesitated. There was no way she could know about that, right? How could she have found out? And now, his position was terrible. If they acted now, he would have them at his front and rear. “I said, put up your hands.” Typhoon said again. “Oh, I’ll show you my hands!” Pyrogue screamed, raising her hands, balls of fire forming around them. “Wait!” Sap-man ordered. His voice boomed loudly. Pyrogue lowered her hands, glaring at Sap-man angrily. “Wait until the doctor and I have gotten to safety. If you burn the doctor to a crisp, then I can’t promise you anything.” Sap-man ordered. He turned back to the doctor and they walked towards the massive hole in the outer wall, chatting. Pyrogue just stood there, grinning excitedly. She was waiting. That’s the chance Typhoon needed. He turned towards Sap-man and the doctor, raising his fists to create a massive gust of wind. Sap-man looked over and smiled. “You should probably focus on her first.” Typhoon turned just in time to see a foot flying at his face. Pyrogue had acted! She had used a blast of fire to launch herself at him at high speed. The kick connected, and Typhoon flew backwards, landing amid the rubble. Smoke closed in around. He kipped up, just in time to see Sap-man and the doctor disappearing through the hole. “Darn.” He muttered. He started running towards the hole. He had to catch them! Sap-man most of all… If Gale could get Iggy that weird tech that Sap-man has, he could probably reverse the damage that was done to him! “He told you. To focus. ON ME!” Pyrogue screamed, catching Typhoon off guard again. Her blaze propelled kick sent him flying back into the burning building. Smoke and ash filled his field of view. Gale stood up and created a gust of wind, clearing the area of smoke. He was in a hallway, prison cells on either side, all open, all empty. He turned and saw her standing there, just down the hall, her fists balled into massive flames. “I’ve been dying for a fight for EIGHT MONTHS!” She yells. “And you won’t even look at me!” “Sorry about that, Pyrogue.” Typhoon responded, wiping the blood from his nose. “I’m all ears now.” Sap-man and the doctor would have to wait. Typhoon couldn’t act with Pyrogue running amok. “Good.” She smiles. “Enough chit-chat. Let’s rumble.” Pyrogue charges. Flames burst from her feet as she careens toward him, fists raised. Typhoon summons a massive gust, sending it forward. It hits Pyrogue, knocking her backward. The gust continues and buffets the back wall, sending chunks of debris flying outside. There is a massive creak as the building shifts. “Careful.” Pyrogue smiles, standing up. “If you go all out, this whole place will come crashing down on us!” “Yeah? You’re probably right. But you would die too, right?” He asked. “Maybe that’s exactly what I want.” She said. Something about her voice made Typhoon believe her. Typhoon couldn’t risk collapsing the place. There were probably still firefighters or inmates in the building. Not to mention he’d never had a building collapse on top of him before, and he didn’t want to start now. “A more personal touch then.” Typhoon said, raising his arms and clenching his fists. “Perfect.” Pyrogue responded. They charged again. This time, Typhoon only used his powers lightly, to increase his speed and power. Pyrogue was being careful too. She obviously didn’t want the building to collapse either. Unfortunately for Typhoon, martial arts were not his strength. He went for an uppercut and Pyrogue easily dodged and jabbed him in the ribs. He winced and tried a kick. The diaper wasn’t helping either. It felt restrictive around his waist. Pyrogue blocked the kick and gave him a kick of her own, right to the chest. Typhoon flew back a few feet, landing on his knees. He coughed painfully, gasping for air. “There we go. That’s where you belong.” She sneered. Typhoon stood up and raised his fists again. A little more power. He boosted his powers a bit. Pyrogue charged, and this time, Typhoon was able to block her punch, knocking her sideways against the wall. She fell to the ground, laughing. “Finally trying, I see!” She said. “Well, I will too then!” She flew up, swinging around erratically. Typhoon saw her fist coming only to realize too late that it was a feint. Her leg sweeps his feet and he falls flat on the ground. She stood above him and put her foot on his neck. Typhoon choked as she presses down. “This wasn’t nearly as much fun as I had wanted.” She says coldly. “You bore me.” All of a sudden, static bursts through the walkie-talkie that the firefighter had given him. “All clear, Typhoon sir! All are accounted for!” Typhoon grinned. Pyrogue’s expression changed. He could go for it now. And they both knew who would win in an all-out brawl. They’d experienced that only eight months prior, when Typhoon had thoroughly beaten Pyrogue. He summoned up a massive burst of air, knocking her all the way through the wall and back outside. He then summoned up a massive rainstorm in an instant. A typhoon. His namesake. Wind whipped through the building. Rain pounded down outside in sheets, quickly subduing the fire. “Time for you to go back to your cell, Pyrogue.” Typhoon said. It was at these moments, when he could let loose his true power that Typhoon became the true terror to the villains of Triton City. Pyrogue stared at him in fear, then grinned and started laughing. “What!?” Typhoon shouted through the wind and rain. Pyrogue pointed up, her mouths wording something that Typhoon couldn’t hear. He looked up just in time to see the building come crashing down towards him. He quickly created a buffeting barrier of wind around him as the massive building collapsed around him. Thousands of tons of rubble crashed down, and his barrier of wind barely held. Eventually, the rubble settled around him. A massive steel beam had crashed down, right above him. If his barrier let out, it would surely crush him to death. He was exhausted, too. He hadn’t used his powers so much in a single day in a long time. Taking a few deep breaths, Typhoon extended out his arm towards the rubble directly in front of him. He blasted out a small tunnel to the outside. He crawled through it and after a few harrowing moments, saw the sky. His rain had stopped. He’d lost concentration on it when the building collapsed. He looked around. Pyrogue was gone. Sap-man and Dr. Daze were gone. This was a disaster. Typhoon stood up. Normally, he would go and help the firefighters and police more, but right now, he just wanted to go home. He summoned up a weak gust of air underneath him and started gliding away, a failure. He arrived back at Iggy’s, exhausted. “Hey there. You ok?” Iggy said, walking up to him. “Not really.” Gale responded. He stripped out of his suit, leaving him in just the diaper. It had taken quite a beating. It must have split open during his fight, because the absorbent material was pouring out of it onto the floor. Iggy looked down at the mess, grimacing. Gale was too tired to care. “I’m gonna sleep now.” He said groggily, un-taping the destroyed diaper and letting it fall to the floor with a sickening thud. Naked, he stumbled to the bedroom. He didn’t care about the mess, or Iggy seeing him naked. He just wanted sleep. He collapsed into the bed, still naked, and exhaled deeply. He heard the door open and Iggy’s walk in. “Hey. Do you need some help?” The tentative question barely registered in Gale’s mind. Gale groaned something unintelligible. “Alright, here, let me help you, ok? You can just go to sleep.” Iggy said. Gale needed no further instruction, slipping into unconsciousness.

Chapter 3 That night, Gale tossed and turned. Nightmares of Sap-man tossing him about like a ragdoll invaded his mind. He awoke several times in a cold sweat, but after a while, he managed to fall asleep for good. Early the next morning, Gale woke up with a splitting headache. The light pouring in from the narrow gap the curtain pierced into the room painfully. He rolled over, covering his head with his pillow to block out the light. That’s when he felt something strange. As he rolled over, he felt a cool dampness in the sheets. Sitting up, he tossed the blankets off and looked down. The bed was soaked. An embarrassing dark stain covered most of the mattress. He had wet the bed. A lot. “What is going on?!” Gale thought to himself, still in shock and disbelief. The smell invaded his nostrils. Gale grimaced. He sighed angrily and stripped the sheets, tossing them on the floor with his wet clothes, still in the bag from the previous day. The mattress had a large, yellow spot as well. How could he explain this to Iggy? Was it really some sort of adverse effect from the weapon that Sap-man had used? Gale looked around for a moment and saw something that hadn’t been there the night before. A set of clothes, folded neatly, were sitting next to the door. Gale walked over and looked at them. A pair of gray sweatpants and a blue t-shirt. Normal clothes! And they were brand new. They still had the tags on. Gale put them on. They fit! Now, he just had to tell his friend that he’d wet himself for the third time. Summoning all the courage he had, Gale walked out of the bedroom, and back into the warehouse. Already, his cheeks burned with shame. Iggy was sitting at the kitchen table, staring at a computer screen. Iggy was wearing the same clothes as the previous night. Had he slept at all? Iggy didn’t notice as Gale walked up. Unsure of how to start the embarrassing conversation, Gale simply stood there awkwardly. His mouth was open, but he couldn’t find any words. He couldn’t even say hello. Several long moments later, Iggy finally looked up. Surprised, Iggy jumped in his chair a little. “Oh! You startled me.” Iggy exclaimed. “I see you found the clothes I bought for you. I figured you’d want something comfy.” Iggy said, looking at the clothes. “Though I wouldn’t ever be caught dead wearing sweat pants.” Iggy paused. “How long have you been standing there?” “Oh… Well… you see…” Gale started, but didn’t know how to finish the sentence. “What?” Iggy asked. Then he sniffed the air. A slight stench of stale urine was coming from Gale. “No way…” Iggy said, instantly realizing what had happened. Gale dropped his head in shame. His cheeks burned with embarrassment. He couldn’t meet his friends gaze. Why was this happening to him? “I’m sorry…” Gale said pitifully. Iggy walked over and embraced Gale. “Hey hey…” Iggy’s voice was calm and comforting. “Don’t worry. I am going to figure this out.” “Why?” Gale finally choked out a sentence. “Why is this happening?” Iggy patted Gale’s back, trying to comfort the scared hero. “It’s ok… It’s ok... We will figure this out.” Iggy stepped back. “Well, I have a few theories on how Sap-man’s device works… But to be honest, none of them can explain everything.” Iggy said. “Can you fix it?” Gale asked, looking at his genius friend pleadingly. Iggy gulped. Now it was Iggy’s turn to avoid Gale’s gaze. “Well… Yes. I think so. Maybe. Not yet though.” Iggy paused for several moments, then finally admitted, “I’m sorry, I just need more time.” “But what about me?” Gale asked incredulously. “What am I supposed to do in the meantime? I can’t… I can’t…” he trailed off. Iggy paused for a moment, then took a deep breath. “Ok Gale, I need you to answer a question for me seriously, no matter how embarrassing, ok?” Iggy said. Gale looked away from his friend. “Yeah, ok.” “Can you really not feel the need to go anymore?” Iggy asked. “Like… At all?” Gale paused for several moments. He wanted to say that he still felt something, but he couldn’t. His bladder was now an enigma, a part of him that had been disconnected from any sensation. Gale shook his head, unable to say the words. Iggy looked down at his feet. “I see.” Several moments passed. Gale eventually walked over to the table and sat down. Neither of them said a word, trying to process this new piece of information. Gale had just admitted to being at least partially incontinent. The silence lasted for some time. Gale eventually spoke up. His voice cracked again as he spoke. “I don’t suppose you have some magical… continence restoring machine in this warehouse of yours?” Gale asked. “You know… some invention you’ve been hiding away.” Iggy shook his head, trying not to smile at the ridiculous idea. “No. It was never really something that had come up for me before.” Iggy said. Gale hung his head. Iggy continued, “but hey, that’s actually a good thing! Something totally new! I never get stuff that I don’t know. And usually, it doesn’t take me long to figure it out. This will be my entire focus, ok? I won’t rest until I have figured this out.” “Thanks Iggy.” Gale said. “But still, that doesn’t help me right now. I have classes coming up on Monday. I can’t go if I keep… you know… on myself, and I can’t skip class.” Iggy laughed. “Of course, school WOULD be the first thing you think about.” Iggy smiled. “Today is Saturday. Stay here with me this weekend, let me run some tests and monitor you. I’m sure by Monday I will have figured this out.” Gale looked at his friend, who was smiling reassuringly. There was no one else on the planet he would rather have helping him in that moment. Then Gale remembered the bed. “Thanks, Iggy. One thing though…” Gale said hesitantly. “Your bed… I kind of… Well… You know…” “Yeah.” Iggy said flatly. “Yeah.” Gale echoed. “So… I don’t know what to do. I don’t want to ruin any more of your things.” “Well…” Iggy began. “There is one temporary solution to your… issue… that I can think of.” “Yeah?” Gale said hopefully. Iggy paused. “But you aren’t going to like it.” He said. “It’s… Well… kind of embarrassing…” Iggy said, not exactly knowing how to continue. “Just say it, Iggy. I just woke up in a wet bed for the first time since I was…well, never mind.” Gale trailed off, embarrassed. He’d had some issues with bedwetting in his early years. “Just tell me. It can’t be worse than what has already happened.” “Ok...” Iggy said. “Well… It’s… umm… adult… incontinence… underwear.” He hung on each word awkwardly, not making eye contact. Gale’s mouth dropped open. Iggy was a super-genius. His inventions were world-class, and the best solution he had for this was… Diapers?! “Diapers?!” Gale said. “You’ve GOT to be kidding me.” “Well… It’s not glamorous, but it would save my mattresses. And your clothes.” Iggy said. “And, well, it’s relatively cheap too.” “No.” Gale said. “No no no. There’s no way.” “C’mon.” Iggy started. “You already ruined your super suit, your clothes, and now my mattress. That’s a lot in, what.. twelve hours?” “Iggy…” Gale complained. “Come on Gale. No one else will know. Plus, I don’t want to have you peeing willy-nilly around my warehouse. God forbid you pee on another one of my inventions!” Iggy said. “Who knows what damage you could do!” Gale groaned in frustration. He could hardly believe that this is what Iggy had come up with. But Gale didn’t’ know what to do either. “Iggy, there is no way. I am Typhoon! Hero of Triton City! I wouldn’t be caught dead-” Gale started ranting. “Gale.” Iggy tried to interrupt. But Gale continued. “-wearing diapers! I beat Mega-Colossus-Man! What would happen if everyone I’ve locked up at Stockland Prison found out that I’d been reduced to wearing diapers! And you! You’re supposed to be this mega-genius! All your inventions, IQ, blah blah whatever. It means nothing if you can’t even figure something out! I can’t believe that the best you can do is tell me that I-” “Gale!” Iggy yelled angrily. “What?!” Gale yelled back. They locked eyes. “You’re peeing again.” Iggy said. Gale looked down and saw the gray sweat pants darkening. His face went red and his eyes grew wide. Gale stopped talking. He just watched, desperately trying to feel any muscle to prevent this. Trying, and failing. It was useless. Liquid streamed down his leg, pooling on the floor. Gale realized he had to face facts. He was incontinent. “Ok.” Gale’s voice shook quietly. He stared down at the floor. At the pool of urine he was now standing in. “Ok.” Iggy responded quietly. It was obvious that he was upset at Gale. “I’ll go pick some up.” Iggy paused. “I’ll get you another pair of pants, too.” Without another word, Iggy got up and left. Gale was ashamed. Ashamed at peeing himself, but he was even more ashamed for yelling at Iggy. Angry at himself, Gale started to clean up his mess. He stripped out of his wet clothes again and put on the tight things that Iggy had given him the night before. It was all he had left at this point. Gale went back and started wiping up the floor. Iggy was just trying to help. That’s all he ever tried to do. Be helpful. Iggy idolized Typhoon, and so, by proxy, he idolized Gale too. More than idolization. Iggy was in love with Typhoon. With the idea of a big strong hero. Gale never truly felt like a big strong hero though. Typhoon was just an act for Gale. But still, he cared about Iggy’s feelings. Gale had just crossed the line. He tried to think of the best way to apologize once Iggy got back. After everything was cleaned up, Gale grabbed a glass of water and sat down on Iggy’s couch. He was thirsty. Knowing that he could have an accident again at any time, Gale also put a towel down under himself. He was determined not to ruin any more of Iggy’s furniture. Gale turned on the tv. He had no idea how long Iggy would be gone. He flipped through the channels for a bit, and eventually settled on his favorite morning news show: “Good Morning Triton, With Leah and Matthew!” It was as average as a morning show can be, but Gale liked it. They always played every clip of Typhoon that they could, and so had become the best source of news for his activities. Leah and Matthew were probably the biggest fans of Typhoon in the entire city, and the audience ate it up. It made Gale feel proud of what he’d accomplished since becoming a hero. And somehow, they always found the best footage. The kind that no one else could. Leah and Matthew were talking about the previous night. The museum. “Well Matthew, scary stuff at the Westmount Museum last night.” Leah said. “Oh really?” Matthew responded with almost sincere concern, sipping from his coffee mug. Gale was pretty sure that there wasn’t coffee in that mug, but something a bit stronger. “Yes! It seems like our favorite Triton City resident was at it again.” “Oh I can’t wait to hear!” “Well it seems as if our hero, Typhoon, and that slimy villain known as Sap-man had an intense fight!” Images flashed on the screen. Pictures of the damage to the museum. Leah described some of it, Matthew commenting on every little detail. Then they showed an interview with the museum’s curator, explaining about what the museum had. “So hold on a minute.” Matthew interrupted. “The villain got away?” He asked. “He did. Thankfully, our hero was able to prevent him from stealing anything!” “But, Sap-man did get away right?” “Unfortunately, but, considering how valuable the Jade Princess Idol is, I would consider this a resounding success!” Leah happily announced. Gale gulped nervously. He couldn’t be certain, but it hadn’t seemed like Sap-man had even gone to the museum for the Jade Idol. Sap-man had every opportunity to take it, but didn’t. If that was the case, then Gale had no idea of Sap-man’s true intent. Leah continued, “It should be noted that Typhoon also appears to have escaped unharmed. We have obtained some cell phone footage of him, taken only moments after the robbery.” Gale stared nervously at the tv. Video? He’d been so careful! How had someone seen? He just prayed that his wet suit wasn’t visible. A grainy cell phone video played on screen, showing him slowly gliding through the air in the distance. The pink outfit of Typhoon’s was just visible shooting through the darkened sky. Gale sighed in relief. The quality was terrible, and it only lasted a moment or two. There was no way to tell that he’d wet himself. Matthew and Leah talked for a bit more about the event, and then moved on to weather and some adorable cat videos. Each segment of the show passed by, and then it ended. Gale was getting concerned. What was taking Iggy so long? It had already been well over an hour. Thankfully, Gale hadn’t had another accident yet, which was surprising because he was also feeling much more thirsty than normal, and had already drank several glasses of water. Another hour later, Gale finally heard the heavy doors open up. Iggy walked back in briskly. He was holding a colorful latte from a local café and carrying a few different shopping bags, from several different boutiques. “Sorry hon!” Iggy said cheerfully, setting the bags down, and taking off a pair of massive sunglasses. “There was a sale at the mall, and I just couldn’t resist stopping to see what I could find.” Gale sighed, trying not to be annoyed. Of course. Iggy went shopping. How so very predictable. “And coffee as well, I see.” Gale said. He had a feeling that Iggy had taken his time on purpose. Gale wasn’t going to say anything about it though. “Well duh!” Iggy said. “That was the first place I went. I can’t go shopping without my triple espresso mochaccino!” “Did you at least get the, um, things for me?” Gale asked, unable to say the word ‘diaper’. “Yes! Of course!” Iggy said. He grabbed one of the bags and pulled out a thick rectangular package. It read ‘Athena M4’. Iggy walked over and set the large package of Athenas on the table. Gale groaned and felt his face go red. This was really about to happen. “Ok. Here you go. I wasn’t really sure how sizing works. The guy at the weird medical store said that they would be too big for me. I think he thought I was trying to buy them for myself. Kept saying that I needed a smaller size. Honestly though it seemed like he just wanted me to leave.” Iggy said, laughing. “Some people just can’t handle my energy, you know? Anyway, there’s some lotion and powder in there as well. Apparently, you have to use them to avoid rashes and stuff. That’s what the guy said. He was kinda cute. Like… A young Leo, but kind of… lankier. And in desperate need of some hair product. Sheesh.” Gale had stopped listening after the words ‘lotion’ and ‘powder’. Powder? Lotion? Things kept getting worse. “Yeah. Young Leo said that you would absolutely need them.” Iggy continued, seeing the look of apprehension on Gale’s face. “But don’t worry, I got the expensive stuff.” “Thanks I guess…” Gale said, completely dejected. He sighed and grabbed the package. As he stood up to walk away, he sighed. He needed to apologize. “By the way, Iggy…” Gale said, turning back to his friend. “I… I was a jerk before.” “Yeah.” Iggy responded. “I’m sorry.” Iggy didn’t say anything. He just kept unpacking. He was clearly still a bit annoyed. They’d never gotten upset at each other before, and Gale had no idea how to go about apologizing. Iggy was eccentric. Gale wasn’t sure what Iggy was thinking right now. After a few moments, Gale continued. He’d had one idea for something that would cheer Iggy up. “So, my super suit is ruined, right?” “Yep. You peed right through it! Shorted out pretty much every system.” Iggy was definitely still annoyed. “So maybe it would be easier to just make a new one?” Gale suggested. Iggy sighed, still rummaging through his shopping bags, unpacking. “yeah, probably. I guess I’ll get on that, too. The other one is basically ruined now. What, you want me to make it green now, like you always wanted? No pink, right? Too much of a man for pink?” “Actually,” Gale said, trying to ignore Iggy’s comments. “I think, this time, I’ll let you design the suit.” Iggy stopped unpacking. He looked up from the bags, suspiciously. “You’ll let ME design it? ALL of it?” “All of it.” Gale smiled. “Top to bottom. The whole thing?” Iggy asked. “Yep.” “And you… wait… you are… huh?” Iggy was clearly trying to wrap his head around what Gale was suggesting. Last time they’d designed the suit, it had taken weeks before they even agreed on a color palette. Gale smiled. “Iggy! I’m telling you that I want you to make me a new suit, however you decide to make it! I wouldn’t be here today if it wasn’t for you. And I want you to know that. Iggy. I’m sorry, ok?” Gale said. Iggy jumped up and ran over, nearly tackling Gale to the ground. He wrapped around Gale tightly with his arms and legs. Tears started streaming down his face in happiness. “Galey!” Gale grunted as he was nearly bowled over. “ok… it’s ok…” Gale tried to pry Iggy off of him, but Iggy clung tight. “I’m going to make you the best suit anyone’s ever seen. Trust me. You won’t be disappointed.” Iggy continued on about the suit. “Good. Ok Iggy. Can you get off of me now?” Gale asked. Iggy finally comes back to reality. “Oh! Right.” Iggy lets go of Gale, stepping back, blushing slightly. “Sorry.” He said sheepishly. “It’s all good, Iggy. I just want you to know, every thing that I’ve done as Typhoon, I couldn’t have done without you, ok?” Gale said. Iggy nodded, smiling. “Thanks Gale.” “Of course.” Gale said. “Now, there is one other thing.” “What’s that?” Iggy asked hesitantly. “Where is your washing machine? I wanted to wash my wet stuff while you were gone, but I couldn’t find one anywhere.” “Oh! Right. Well, I don’t have one.” “What? How do you clean your clothes?” “I use the laundromat down the block.” “All these machines and you don’t have one that cleans clothes?” Gale asked, surprised. “Well, the laundromat has a space invaders machine.” Iggy responded. “Right.” Gale paused for a bit, contemplating his strange friend. “Well, I guess I’ll have to head there in a bit. You got a new pair of clothes for me, right?” Gale asked. Iggy looks away sheepishly. “Right. The clothes. About that…” “Iggy…” Gale eyed Iggy suspiciously. “What did you do?” “Well… I… was kind of still… a little angry… so…” Gale lets out a deep sigh. “What did you get?” Iggy grins, embarrassed, then hands one of the shopping bags to Gale. He opens it and pulls out two items of clothing. A hot pink shirt with the words ‘bad’ on the front, and ‘bitch’ across the bag, as well as a pair of gray leggings with the word ‘juicy’ written across the butt. They were clearly bought at a store for girls, but they did seem sized up for Gale. Gale groaned. “Wow.” Was all he could say. “Sorry. I was pretty mad.” Iggy said. “I can go out and get you some new ones if you want.” “It’s fine… I’m just wearing them around here. As long as YOU get my other ones washed by tonight.” Gale said. “Of course.” Iggy responded. “Alright, well.” Gale put his new girly clothes back in the bag and tucked it under his arm. He glanced down at the package of diapers. “I should put one of those on soon. I got really thirsty while you were gone.” “Thirsty?” Iggy questioned. “Yeah, like… super thirsty. Weirdly thirsty. I must have had at least a half gallon of water. And I still want more.” Gale responded. “Oh.. Um… about that. That’s probably actually a side effect.” Iggy said. “A side effect of what?” Gale asked. “The nanotech I used to heal your ribs. They, well, they need a lot of water to work, so they dehydrate you.” Iggy said. Gale sighed. Of course. He knew there had to be some explanation of why he could all of a sudden drink so much. “How long will it last? Being thirsty?” “That’s a really good question, Gale.” Iggy responded. There was a long pause. “How long?” Gale repeated. “Yep. Good question.” Iggy looked away. “You don’t know.” Gale said flatly. “No idea.” “Great.” Gale sighed deeply. “Not even an estimate?” “Hm…. Well, let me think.” Iggy says. “I would say it would be somewhere between… 24 hours and.. two months.” “Months?!” Gale spurted out. “Or 24 hours! I dunno!” “Ugh. This is going to make it so much worse! I’m going to be peeing all the time!” Gale said. “Yeah, well! I didn’t know it was going to be such a big issue at the time!” Iggy responded. “Fine. Whatever. I’m going to go get changed.” Gale walked away. “Sorry!” Iggy called after him. Gale got to the bedroom and opened up the pack of diapers. Grabbing one, he laid it on the floor, as the bed was still damp. He examined it more closely. It was much thicker than he had anticipated. The plastic rustled loudly as he spread out the wings. Gale grabbed the lotion and took a deep breath. Did he really need lotion? Gale sighs. Probably. He stripped out of Iggy’s tight clothes and then squirted some lotion into his hand. Gale shivered as he applied the cold lotion on his bare skin. He rubbed the lotion in, spreading it over his navel, dick, balls, and around, spreading it across his butt. Gale sighed, then sat down on the diaper. It rustled again as he sat on it. He felt the blood rush to his face as he grabbed the talcum powder and opened it. He’d never changed a diaper before, but he knew the general idea. Not exactly knowing what to expect, he flipped the bottle of powder over and dumped some on his privates. A huge cloud of powder plumed around him as it came out much faster than he’d anticipated. The powder immediately covered his entire crotch in a veritable mound of powder. Coughing, Gale set the powder down, and did his best to spread it around the entire diaper area with his fingers. A lot got on the floor. Waving his hand around to clear away the poof of powder, Gale looked down. His crotch looked strange, all covered in white. He exhaled. He was ready to tape it up. Never could he have imagined that he’d be doing something like this. After some contemplation, he finally built up the courage and grabbed the front of the diaper, bringing it up over himself. He laid back and pulled the tapes open loudly. He fastened them on, one by one. Gale was now diapered. The hero known as Typhoon, savior of Triton City, master of the wind and rain… was now wearing a thick adult diaper. Gale stood up, and a blast of powder shot out the front of the diaper. He immediately realized that this new garment was much thicker than he could have known. It was nothing like underwear. The diaper forced his legs apart slightly. Gale walked around the room a bit, trying to get used to the feel of it. He did not like how it felt between his legs. Thick and restricting. It wasn’t like the briefs he’d always worn. The worst part though, was the crinkling. Each step was like an alarm, blaring out to the whole world: “Hey! Look at me! I’m wearing diapers!” Gale shuddered with humiliation as he tried to get used to the sound and feel. He glanced in the mirror. His athletic body looked ridiculous with the thick diaper wrapped around his crotch. He turned and looked at his butt. He’d always had a big butt, and now, well, now it was almost ridiculous. Sighing, he grabbed the bag with the girly clothes. Maybe they would at least lessen the sound a bit. He slipped the leggings on and pulled them up. They were extremely soft, and Gale actually kind of liked how they felt on his skin. He pulled them all the way up. Then he grabbed the shirt and slipped it on. It fit, albeit tightly. Gale walked to the mirror in the room and looked at himself. The shirt was tight and came down past his belly button, but stopped just short of his waist. That meant there was an inch or two of skin showing at his waist. The leggings, while comfortable, made his embarrassing undergarment painfully obvious. Every fold and crease of the diaper showed through the leggings. And of course, they didn’t quite come up high enough, meaning that there was at least an inch of the diaper’s waistband showing, gleaming white for the world to see. Gale hated himself in that moment. Even if the clothes had fit right, and not been pink, and not had the awful writing on them, Gale would’ve been humiliated. Because Gale knew, that no matter what he had on over the top, there was no escaping the fact that he was wearing a diaper. Gale tried to pull the shirt down a bit to hide the waistband of the diaper. Maybe he should go and ask Iggy to get him something different. Gale sighed. What was the point? He was wearing diapers either way. The clothes on the outside hardly made a difference. Gale gathered himself for a few moments, then went back out. Iggy was back on his computer. Iggy didn’t look up. “Did you put it on?” Iggy asked. “Yeah.” Gale responded. “Well good. How’s it feel?” Iggy asked, still absorbed in his work. “Fine.” Gale lied. He hated it. “Well that’s good.” Iggy said. He finally glanced up from the screen. Gale saw Iggy’s expression change from surprise, to amusement, to pity all in a split second. “I think I’ll go to the laundromat now.” He said, finally. “Thank you.” Gale said. “I would appreciate that.” “Again, I’m sorry about… that.” Iggy said, gesturing to the outfit. “Let’s just not talk about it. I’m going to grab some water and watch tv.” Gale said finally. “Ok. I’ll be back with clean clothes before you know it.” Iggy said, hopping up and gathering all the things he needed to wash. “And don’t you worry. I am already testing a few things that might help with this new problem. We shall see.” “Good.” Gale said. “You still want me to stay here this weekend, right?” “Yes definitely.” Iggy said. “I’ll pretty much just be working on stuff. Oh. Once I’m back with something normal for you to wear, you could go back to your place and grab whatever you need. Toothbrush and stuff. Maybe some more clothes, just in case. Then when you get back, I might have some tests to run on you.” “Ok. In the meantime, I’m just going to watch tv and try to forget that I exist.” Gale responded dejectedly. “Oh, Gale… trust me, this will all be over soon, ok? Have faith in me.” Iggy said. “Now, I’m gonna go. I don’t think those clothes suit you.” With that, Iggy left. Gale was left to himself. He grabbed a glass of water and chugged it. Then filled it again and drank that. He’d never been this thirsty before in his entire life! Gale refilled the glass and sat down on the couch. Gale opened up Netflix and searched for a show. Finally he found something that might be able to distract him and turned it on. He quickly became engrossed in the show, momentarily forgetting about his situation. He watched the first episode, then right through the second episode, but, when the second one ended, Gale finally came back to reality. He felt something strange. His crotch felt warm. Oh no. He’d another accident. He jumped up, worried that he’d ruined yet another piece of Iggy’s furniture. But there was no spot! Gale felt the couch where he’d been sitting. Dry! That’s when Gale remembered the diaper. Of course. He looked down at his crotch. Through the leggings, Gale could tell that the diaper had swelled up. He reached his hand down and felt the front of it. It was warm to the touch, but it was dry. He felt down the bottom of it. The diaper had absorbed quite a bit. He could feel the warmth of his accident nearly all the way back to his butt. Gale was surprised at how well it had worked though. There wasn’t a wet spot anywhere. It had all been contained. Gale did not like the feeling though. As he walked back to the sink to refill his glass, the diaper squished strangely between his legs. Gale drained another glass of water, then walked back to the tv. The next episode of the show had started to play. Gale paused it. He wanted a dry diaper. But when he paused it, another noise started to fill the air. A strange, quiet hissing noise. Gale looked around. Iggy was still at the laundromat. What was making that noise?... Gale then realized. He was peeing! Again! Right that second. He stared down. Yep. The noise was definitely coming from his diaper. He tried to summon any feeling, any muscle to stop the flow. But the hissing noise just continued on, almost rubbing in how little control Gale had left. Gale gave up after a few moments, resigning himself to his fate. The hissing noise soldiered on though, as the huge amount of water he’d drank finally made it’s way through his system. Gale could feel the warmth spreading and spreading. Down past his thighs, and up towards his butt. Then he felt it start to pool. He could feel it. The liquid level rising inside the diaper. It wasn’t absorbing! Gale grew concerned. He didn’t want it to leak! But he couldn’t stop the flow! Gale felt the back of the diaper. It was still dry back there! Why wasn’t it absorbing? It couldn’t reach? Gale crouched down, hoping the liquid would be drawn to the back of his diaper. He felt the liquid slosh against him, then slowly start to drain back. He could feel the diaper warming and expanding against his butt. Gale’s hand was slowly feeling around the outside of the diaper, praying that it wouldn’t leak. Finally, the hissing noise stopped. Gale felt the diaper expand and absorb, expand and absorb. After a few moments, Gale felt safe to stand up. He couldn’t feel it pooling around anymore. His hands examined all the spots around his diaper. No wet spots. It had absorbed everything. Barely. Gale sighed in relief, then disgust. He’d just filled a diaper to the brim with pee. Helplessly. The humiliation burned deep into Gale’s psyche. He hated this. There was also a smell to it. It wasn’t a pee smell though. It was, without a doubt, the wet diaper smell. There was no other smell like it. And it was coming from him. Humiliation coursed through Gale’s veins, raising his heartbeat. “If I ever find Sap-man again, I won’t hold back.” Gale said to himself. “I’m going to destroy him!” Angrily, he walked back to the bedroom so that he could change. The diaper squelched loudly with each step. It had been pushed to the limit. Gale got to the bedroom and stripped off the leggings, then he furiously ripped the diaper off. It fell to the ground with a loud, wet thud. “Oh shut up!” Gale yelled at the diaper. Gale angrily balled it up and tossed it aside. Quickly, he wiped himself up, muttering to himself. He rubbed the lotion in again, spread out a new diaper, powdered up, and taped it on. Still fuming, Gale put the leggings back on. Gale stared down at the used diaper. “Stupid.” He said. He felt a little better. “You are a dumb diaper.” He name called again. He smiled. Gale rarely used words like that, and if felt good! “Dumb stupid dummy. Dumb dumb idiot.” He gathered up the used wipes, and the wet diaper, calling it names the entire time. It really was making him feel better. He opened the door and carried them out to the kitchen. “Here, let me show you where you belong, you dumb, stupid, ugly, wet diaper.” Gale tossed into the garbage can and stood back, satisfied. Gale stuck out his tongue one last time at the diaper, bidding it an angry farewell. He looked up just in time to see Iggy standing there, staring awkwardly, holding a pile of neatly folded clothes. The room went dead quiet. All the blood rushed into Gale’s face, burning bright red with embarrassment. “Hey.” Iggy said, his voice cutting through the air like a hot knife. Silence took over again. The two stared at each other for several moments. Iggy spoke again. “I uh, got the laundry done. Here’s your stuff.” Iggy said. He slowly walked in and set the pile of clothes on the table. “Th-thanks.” Gale said, voice cracking. Gale walked up and grabbed them. He didn’t make eye contact with Iggy. He walked out awkwardly, taking the clothes back to the bedroom. Once there, he stripped out of the leggings and shirt, and put on his jeans and t-shirt. Gale inspected himself in the mirror again. This time, it actually gave him a confidence boost. It was almost impossible to tell! The baggy jeans and long t-shirt hid the diaper completely. Even the crinkling was lessened! Gale turned and looked at his butt in the mirror. Same thing! It was maybe a bit bigger, but there was no way someone would be able to tell if it was a diaper. Gale sighed in relief. He did still have to explain to Iggy why he was talking to a wet diaper though. He took a few moments, then went back out. Iggy was back on the computer. “Hey.” Gale greeted. “Oh hey.” Iggy glanced up as Gale walked over. Iggy looked Gale up and down. “Feeling better?” Iggy asked. Gale blushed a bit. “Yeah, loads. These clothes are so much better.” “Yeah. I agree.” “So um… about before.” Gale began. “No worries, cutie-pie.” Iggy said, winking. “We all do weird stuff. I talk to my machines all the time! Like, constantly!” “I guess.” Gale said, “it’s just..” “Hey. Forget it even happened.” Iggy said. “Thanks.” “So, you gonna head back to your apartment and grab stuff?” Iggy asked, changing the subject. “I don’t know… It’s kind of…” Gale had a hard time explaining. He did not want to go out in public wearing a diaper. Even if it was well-concealed. “Are you nervous or something?” Iggy asked. “Well, I mean, yeah.” Gale admitted. “Don’t be. No one could tell. And even if they did, no one would care.” Iggy said. “Trust me, you can do some weird stuff in public.” “Yeah, I mean… I guess.” Gale was unconvinced. “No! Seriously! There was this guy I knew once, and he straight up just took the subway all the way from Uptown to the red light district in nothing but a bright pink speedo and a pair of flip-flops! Seriously!” Iggy said. “And no one said a thing to him! Not once! He even passed a cop!” “That was you!” Gale said. “You told me this story already! As an example of why you SHOULDN’T do dumb stuff in public! And the cop did try and stop you, right? That’s how you told it last time.” Iggy pondered for a moment. “Oh yeah! That’s right! Well anyway, barely anyone said anything. And that cop was just trying to get in my pants anyway. He wasn’t, like, angry or whatever.” “Still though.” Gale said. “Whatever, no one will notice! Trust me, I can’t tell at all right now, and I know what you have on under there! Plus, you need more stuff. I have a thing about people using my toothpaste. You can’t have any.” Iggy said. Gale sighed. Iggy was right, but Gale still felt afraid. “I know… It’s just.” Gale began. “Plus, you are probably going to want to get used to doing normal, everyday things while wearing those. Just in case this takes longer than I think it will. Who knows?” Iggy said. “How long do you think it’s going to take?” He asked. “I thought you’d be done by the end of the weekend?” “Come on, Gale! You can’t rush this!” Iggy said, a little annoyed. “This is a totally new thing for me! It could take me a day, maybe two, who knows! It could take a week! You’ve got to be patient. Don’t get your diaper in a bunch.” “A week?!” Gale said incredulously. “I can’t be stuck in these for a week!” “Calm down. I’m just saying… Giving a timetable in this situation is dumb, because I’ve barely started working on it and I have literally no other experience to go on. It’s not like I’ve worked on this before.” Iggy explained. His voice softened. “I will do everything I can, but I just don’t know how long it’ll take, ok? Now listen, the best thing you can do to help, is to go back to your apartment and get everything that you’ll need for the weekend. I need to concentrate.” “I know. I know… Fine. I’ll go. See you.” Gale was a bit frustrated. A week. He grabbed his backpack and walked out. Bravely, Gale ventured back into the real world, crinkly diaper and all.

Welcome! This is a heavily edited version of a story that I had previously been working on. Hope you enjoy! Read at your own discretion. All characters are 18+. Contains gay sexual content, diapers, incontinence, violence, strong language, and more. Chapter One: The sky started to lighten as dawn’s first light stretches toward the horizon. Typhoon, the young hero of Triton City was perched atop the tallest skyscraper in the city. He listened to the police scanner that he’d stashed up here. He had been waiting all night, but hadn’t heard what he’d been hoping for. Standing atop this skyscraper was his favorite spot, because from here, Typhoon could easily glide to wherever trouble was. His control over weather allowed him to do what others couldn’t; stop the villains of Triton City. He could create gusts of wind powerful enough to erode stone, summon powerful rainstorms, and call down lightning from the sky, among other things. Typhoon had begun his hero work several years prior. A freak accident had given him his powers. And after only a few years, most of the city’s worst villains had been locked up. Typhoon had become a legend in the city almost overnight, and became the beacon of hope that the city so desperately needed. His feats were legendary: he was the only person to ever stand up to Mega-Colossus-man and live, he pulled two-hundred people out of a falling airplane as it fell to earth, and many other incredible acts. Now, he was waiting to hear of any activity from a new foe, a man known only as Sap-man, whose crimes had made him notorious. Unfortunately, tonight, the scanner was mostly silent. The only things that were coming in were run-of-the-mill disturbances, nothing that needed Typhoon’s help. The hero sighed, disappointed at his bad luck. He sat down, his feet dangling off the side of the skyscraper. “Well, I guess I could have some breakfast.” He said to himself. He reached behind him to where he had stuffed his backpack. Inside were his normal clothes, his phone, keys, and everything else he needed to return to his average citizen persona. Typhoon started to strip out of his skin-tight super-suit. At first, he had been hesitant to wear something so revealing, but the suit had been custom made for him by his eccentric friend, Iggy. Iggy was a genius, whose inventions were paramount in Typhoon’s success as a hero. The suit included several useful features that always helped in a pinch. It was flame resistant, bulletproof, and most importantly, it hid his identity. The drawback of the suit was its color. Iggy was very flamboyant, and for whatever reason, would rarely make anything that wasn’t pink. The super suit was a soft, pastel pink with black and silver trim. Iggy and Typhoon had argued for a while about the design of the suit, and eventually came to an agreement. Iggy agreed to remove some of the more extreme things in the design, as long as he got it in pink. It was form fitted to Typhoon’s slim and muscular body, leaving very little to the imagination. The suit came all the way over his head, covering every inch of him. It also included a wingsuit that could be activated at a moments notice, which greatly increased his ability to glide. The suit had nearly as much to do with Typhoon’s success as his powers did, so he’d resigned himself to the color long ago. Unfortunately, the color led to the creation of an embarrassing nickname for the hero. The name was usually only used by his enemies, but Typhoon still hated it: The Super Sissy. Since there was no sign of any action today, Typhoon stripped out of the suit. Another drawback of the tight suit was that he couldn’t wear any normal clothes underneath. The suit was powered in part by his body heat, which meant that underneath, he was naked, save for a pair of briefs. Typhoon kept a few bags with a change of clothes stashed throughout the city, in case he needed to quickly change back to normal. Each stash had a pair of jeans, socks, tennis shoes, and a plain white t-shirt. It was as average an outfit as he could think up. As he stuffed the super suit into the backpack and donned his normal clothes, Typhoon reverted to his normal self, the quiet, well-mannered college student known as Gale Greene. Gale slung his backpack over his shoulder and walked to the rooftop entrance. For Gale, it was easy to blend in. He was average height, had a fair complexion, and short dark hair that let him blend in almost anywhere. The only thing that could make him stand out was his muscular body, but with the baggy jeans and t-shirt, even that was hidden. He quickly ran down a few flights of stairs, and then quietly walked into the hallway, making sure he wasn’t seen. One quick elevator ride later, and he was back on street level. Gale’s phone rang. It was Iggy. Gale stopped in front of a bus stop, waiting. He answered his phone. “Hey Iggy, what’s up?” Gale said. “Hey cutie-pie!” Iggy responded, his flamboyant voice cutting through the phone. “C’mon Iggy, stop calling me stuff like that. We aren’t dating.” Gale responded, reminding him of that fact yet again. “Oh, if only. I would definitely know what to do with that beautiful bubble-butt of yours, cutie-pie.” Iggy said. “Stop. Iggy, seriously. I’ve told you a hundred times. And please, for the love of god, stop calling me cutie-pie all the time.” Gale said, annoyed. Gale appreciated Iggy, but sometimes, it was too much for him. “Fine, how about I call you what those other guys do?” “Don’t-“ Gale started, before being interrupted. “The Super Siss-“ Iggy began. “DON’T.” Gale said, more firmly this time. Another person at the bus stop glanced up and made eye contact with Gale. He turned away and whispered angrily into the phone. “You don’t know who could be listening.” “Oh, come on, I encrypted our phones ages ago.” Iggy said, as if it was obvious. “The only thing any NSA agent can hear right now is some serious hardcore gay porn.” Iggy laughed. Iggy had always had a hobby of trolling the government. He’d caused some serious trouble several times, but Iggy was too smart to ever get caught. Gale laughed as well. “I should’ve guessed.” “Yeah, so no worries. Anyways, I am calling because apparently, Sap-man was up to something last night.” Iggy said, more business-like. “What?” Gale responded, surprised. “But the scanner didn’t say anything about it!” “Well, that’s because nobody found out until this morning. He stole a sample of di-tritanium from the University of Triton City. It’s one of the strongest metals on earth, impervious to almost anything. Apparently, a professor had it sitting on his desk as some sort of knick-knack.” “On his desk? Why wasn’t it at least locked away somewhere?” Gale asked, annoyed. He only had so many chances to catch Sap-man, and if the crimes didn’t get reported, there was no way for Gale to find out and stop it. “That’s the strange part. It hadn’t been refined. It’s essentially useless in its current state. And there are only two places on earth with enough sustained heat generation to refine it. Honestly, I’m not sure what he would want with it. Right now, it’s just a useless rock. And it’s not even that much. Less than a kilogram.” “Hmm… wait, how do they know it was Sap-man then?” Gale asked. “Well, there was a campus janitor that heard noises and went to investigate. Sap-man took care of him the same way as the others that he’s encountered. Same symptoms as last time, like all of the strength was sapped from his body. He was stuck laying there for hours until the professor finally showed up this morning.” Iggy reported. “He’s in pretty bad condition at the hospital, but he should pull through.” “So how did you find out about all this then?” Gale asked suspiciously. “If you must know, I keep tabs on all the most fantastic things that the city has to offer. I’ve wanted to use di-tritanium in your suit for a while, but even I can’t refine it. I’d known that unrefined sample was there, but never bothered to take it, since it would be useless to me. Apparently, not for Sap-man though.” “Well, thanks Iggy, but I gotta go. My bus is here. Gonna grab some breakfast now then I’ll take a quick nap and head to class.” Gale said, stepping onto the bus. “Alright then see you later, cuti—." Gale hangs up the phone before Iggy can finish. Gale stared out the window as the bus pulled away, determined to capture Sap-man. That evening, Typhoon was back on the prowl. He was perched on an apartment building opposite the Westmount Museum. He was already in his suit, and had stashed away his change of clothes on the rooftop. Now it was simply time to wait. Typhoon watched the museum diligently, looking for any signs of his enemy. He was by the museum because they had a new exhibit that had just arrived. A collection of rare antiquities, worth untold amounts. It was just the kind of thing that any villainous figure would be interested in. Clouds started to roll in, obscuring the full moon. A heavy darkness fell over the city. Typhoon glanced up and raised his hand, concentrating momentarily. The clouds started to dissipate, revealing the moon again. He would need as much visibility as he could get tonight. An hour passed. Then another. It seemed such a waste to spend all night camping out at a one place. Sap-man could appear anywhere, or not at all, but he didn’t have anything else to go on. This meant that old-fashioned stakeouts were his only option. Typhoon started to hum quietly to himself from his perch. The biggest issue that the young hero had about his super suit was that it did not lend itself to stakeouts. The bright pink color meant that he was very easy to spot. Thankfully, right now, the lip of the building gave him plenty to hide behind, and the suit did have a feature that allowed him to move around more stealthily. A color-shift mode could change his suit from pink to black. The drawback, Iggy had told him, was that it used up quite a bit of the suit’s power, and so it had to be used sparingly. So Typhoon had not activated it yet. The night was quiet, but around midnight, Typhoon finally caught a glimpse of someone suspicious. Someone had walked up to the front of the museum. The figure was just standing there, staring at the building. Typhoon was pretty far away, but he could tell that they were tall. They stood there for what seemed like an eternity, and then walked back down to the sidewalk and toward the corner of the building. Afraid that he would lose sight of the figure, Typhoon stood up and jumped off the building, activating the color-shift mode. Using his powers, he formed a pocket of wind underneath him and started gliding above the road, trying to keep the person in sight. They were quick though, and walked around the side of the building. Typhoon flew above the building, but in the brief moment that he’d lost eyes on them, the person had vanished. There was no one there. The sidewalk was empty. No one across the street, and no cars either. Cursing his bad luck, Typhoon quickly dove down. He landed quietly on the pavement, and inspected the area where the man had been. He had only lost sight for a moment, so he could quickly narrow down the places that the man could’ve gone. As he saw it, there were two options: the sewer, or a staircase that led down to a basement door in the museum. Typhoon’s heart was pounding. Had the man really gone into the museum? This could be it. Typhoon took a deep breath and walked down the staircase. The building obscured the moon, so the steps were completely shrouded in darkness. As he reached the bottom step, Typhoon’s eyes adjusted. At the bottom, a heavy metal door was lying on the ground, completely crumpled. Typhoon reached down and touched the metal. Typhoon was surprised. The door didn’t seem like metal at all! It was as if it were made of wet paper, bending easily against his touch. Typhoon was almost certain that this was the work of Sap-man. His senses heightened. Silently, he walked into the building. The only light illuminating the room was a green ‘exit’ sign, located right above the door he’d just entered from. All the other lights were off. The dusty basement was filled with strange crates and boxes. He could tell that the room was massive. It was an underground warehouse filled to the brim with unknown objects. “This must be the storage room. I wonder what kind of things are in all these crates?” Typhoon thought to himself. He carefully made his way through the mazelike warehouse. The silence was deafening. Something was definitely not right here though. Typhoon had checked out the security before coming. This museum had several night shift security guards, and there was no sign of any sign of them. A green ‘STAIRS’ sign that stood out like a beacon in the darkness. Typhoon quietly made his way towards it. As he got closer, he could hear footsteps coming from above. Quickly he made his way up the stairs into the display rooms. Typhoon entered the main hall. He glanced around and then saw them. Two motionless bodies were sprawled across the ground near the main entrance. Typhoon hurries over. Security. Bending down, the hero checked if they were still alive. Both had heartbeats. Typhoon sighed in relief. “Iggy. Iggy, you there?” Typhoon said quietly. The suit had a built-in comms system that he could use to contact Iggy in case of emergency. Iggy’s voice came through the comms. “Hey darli-Oh my GOD, Jessie! Why do you- ugh! Sorry hon, I’m just watching The Bachelorette. Jason really needs to get gone. He’s awful. I don’t know why Jess likes him so much. I mean, he doesn’t even have that good of a body. These muscle guys really don’t have a clue abou—” “Iggy.” Typhoon interrupted. Iggy didn’t stop. “—and he’s like, ‘oh, I was a wrestler’. Like, yeah, we get it, you like to grope other dudes, nothing special there. I did that yesterday, and do you see ME going around, acting all high and mighty! NO! Because I have a sense of prop—” “IGGY!” Gale raised his voice a bit, causing a slight echo in the large, empty room. “I need you to—" Now it was Iggy’s turn to interrupt. “What is it? And by the way, use the code name please, hon.” Iggy replied. “Fine.” Typhoon gritted his teeth. “Unicorn, come in.” “Unicorn here, what can I do for you?” Came Iggy’s self-satisfied reply. “I need you to contact the authorities. It’s Sap-man. He’s at the museum. There are two guards just inside the main entrance that need medical attention right away. Probably more injured deeper inside. I think there were supposed to be three on the shift tonight. Tell them I’m on the case and not to use sirens, understand? I don’t want them alerting Sap-man before I can get him.” “Will do.” Came the reply. Iggy was much more serious now. Iggy goofed around a lot, but when it came to this stuff, there was no one else that Typhoon would rather have. “And keep the comms open. I don’t know what might happen.” “I can, but you should know, that building is a nightmare for these comms. I swear, the walls are made of lead. You said you were at the entrance? That’s probably the only reason I can hear you at all.” “Fine. Just get the police here quietly.” Typhoon replied. Typhoon turned around and walked back into the museum. Sap-man would still be here. He had to be. Walking further in, he found another guard leaning up against a wall near the entrance to the main exhibit. This one looked better than the other two. He was breathing heavily, still conscious. He was clearly in pain though. His eyes were closed and he was clutching his chest painfully. Typhoon leaned down next to the guard, gently touching his shoulder. The guard let out a gasp his eyes bulged open fearfully, then relief washed over him as he recognized the hero. Quickly, Typhoon covered the guard’s mouth and motioned for him to stay quiet. Typhoon looked up and listened for a moment, hoping the sudden sound hadn’t alerted the invader. Typhoon confirmed no new sounds. He let his hand off of the guard’s mouth, who seemed to have calmed down a bit, though was still breathing heavily. “What happened?” Typhoon asked, in a whisper. The guard was able to speak coherently. “That man. He just walked in. I yelled, pulled my stun-gun, but he didn’t stop. I shot it at him with it. When it hit him it did nothing. There was a flash of light, and all of a sudden, I just collapsed!” He explained quickly and quietly. The guard raised his hand, which was shaking violently. “It’s like my muscles don’t work anymore!” He sobbed. “That’s Sap-man.” Typhoon said solemnly. “You should count yourself lucky that you can even raise your hand right now. Sap-man is a strength stealer. Don’t worry, ambulances are on the way. Now, do you know where he’s headed? Did he already steal something?” “I don’t know, I couldn’t tell. He must be heading to the main exhibit though. The Jade Princess Idol, it only just arrived.” “Thanks. You’ve been a great help. Now, let me go catch this guy. Stay here and stay quiet. Just pretend you are still unconscious or something. I already called the authorities, so they should be arriving soon. Don’t worry, everything will be fine.” The hero pats the man on the shoulder and then walks away, following signs for the main exhibit. “Unicorn, come in. Unicorn, did you get all that?” Typhoon spoke into the comms. No reply. “Hm.. Guess I’m on my own.” Typhoon arrived outside the main exhibit. The doors were open, but there were no sounds coming from inside. He took a deep breath, summoned wind at his fingertips, then hurried in, ready for a fight. But when he got there, the Jade Idol was still there, sitting in a glass case in the center of the room. Typhoon glanced all around. “Oh, well hello.” Sap-man’s deep voice fills the room. Typhoon turned and saw him standing in the corner. Typhoon felt fear. This man was a giant. He was at least 6’5” (2 meters), and his shoulders were broad. He was wearing a pair of tattered, dark-green army pants, a dark shirt, with an aviator jacket. He wore huge black boots, and had a pair of goggles obscuring his eyes. Over his left hand was a black glove, with orange, glowing stripes leading down the fingertips. He took a few relaxed steps towards Typhoon. “You are caught! Surrender yourself!” Typhoon demanded, raising his hands threateningly. “Hm… no thank you.” Sap-man responded, shrugging nonchalantly. “That wasn’t a question.” Typhoon said. “I’m sorry, my boy.” Sap-man began. His voice was sympathetic, relaxed, and kind. “You won’t like what happens next.” Typhoon took his chance, summoning lightning at his fingertips. The electricity jumped from finger to finger, building power in an instant. He shot his arm up at the man and let the electricity beam out. As soon as the electricity left his hand though, Sap-man darted to one side, dodging it completely. The lightning explodes into the wall behind them. Sap-man jumped forward and kicked at Typhoon’s chest. Typhoon summoned a gust of wind around his body, softening the blow. Still, Typhoon is launched backward, back out into the hall. Typhoon landed on his feet, wincing. He stood strong, blasing gusts of wind at Sap-man. Sap-man dodged and weaved, moving incredibly quickly for someone of his immense size. Sap-man wove his way past Typhoon, heading back towards the main hall. Suddenly Typhoon heard something. He glanced away for a moment, listening. In the distance, Typhoon heard sirens. He sighed. They were supposed to come quietly. Cops would only hinder Typhoon against someone as strong as Sap-man. He looked back down only to see Sap-man rounding the corner, disappearing from sight. “Surrender now, Sap-man!” Typhoon said confidently, giving chase. He summoned wind behind him to move faster. He barreled around the corner. Suddenly, Sap-man’s gloved hand appeared, grabbing at Typhoon’s face. Energy crackled from it. Typhoon barely bent back in time to avoid the grab. He ducked under the glove, and launched himself into Sap-man’s legs. Sap-man spun around in the air a his legs were pushed from under him. He landed on his back, gasping painfully. Typhoon whips around and jumps on top of Sap-man. He summoned lightning at his fingers, pointing them directly as Sap-man’s neck. “Don’t move!” Typhoon yelled, straddling the massive man tightly, his muscular legs wrapped around Sap-man’s thick waist. Sap-man laughed at the suggestive position that Typhoon had taken. “I’m flattered, truly. But unfortunately, I’ve got places to be.” He said threateningly. A burst of light roared from Sap-man’s glove, sinking into the marble floor beneath them. In an instant, the floor to turned to liquid, and the two men fall through, directly into the storage area. As they fall, Sap-man grabbed the hero’s wrist and twisted him around, using Typhoon to break his fall. They landed hard, and Sap-man’s knee crushed down onto Typhoon’s back. All of the air was knocked from Typhoon’s lungs, and he heard a crack sound from his ribs. He gasped painfully. Sap-man kept the knee pressing down on Typhoon’s back. He was pinned! Typhoon heard Sap-man’s glove crackle to life. Typhoon was being crushed into the floor. He had to get away! He couldn’t get hit by the glove! Acting in fear, Typhoon summoned a gust of wind at his feet, pushing himself forward along the floor, out from underneath Sap-man. Typhoon managed to avoid the glove, but hadn’t looked where he was blasting himself. He barreled headfirst into a wooden crate. Typhoon’s skull broke through the wood, then hit something hard and metal. The crate exploded into a pile of packing material and splintered wood, revealing the thick metal object that Typhoon had just crashed into. Typhoon saw stars. He stood up slowly, wobbling on his feet. Each breath was a painful labor, his ears rang, and his vision was popping in and out. Suddenly, Typhoon saw a fist barreling towards him. He had no time to react. It connected with his chest. Typhoon screamed in pain, then fell forward onto his hands and knees. He coughed blood. He looked up. Sap-man was standing directly in front of him, just looking down. Rage filled Typhoon up. He could not lose! “I’m not done yet.” Typhoon said bravely. He pushed himself up onto one knee, nearly falling over as the world spun around. “Yes. I’m afraid you are.” Sap-man said. Typhoon felt a hand around his neck. He was lifted off the ground entirely. Typhoon desperately tried to blast himself away with a gust of wind, but his consciousness was fading as he gasped for air. Typhoon was raised high into the air. Fear filled Typhoon as the glove crackled to life again. Was this the end? Typhoon feebly clawed at the hand around his neck. His feet kicked through the air, hitting nothing. Typhoon watched, gasping, as the glove made its way towards his abdomen. “Don’t worry. I’m not going to kill you.” Sap-man said. His voice was still soft and deep. “This won’t even hurt.” Sap-man’s gloved hand slowly pressed onto Typhoon’s abdomen, just below the bellybutton. The energy crackles through Typhoon’s body. There wasn’t any pain at all, just a buzzing sensation. Typhoon’s legs shook as the energy coursed through his core. His body goes rigid. A warmth starts spreading in the Tyhpoon’s crotch. He was wetting himself! Typhoon’s arms and legs went limp. “There. That should do the trick.” Sap-man muttered. He let Typhoon’s limp body fall to the ground in a heap. Sap-man kneeled, smiling at Typhoon. “Trust me, kid. This is for the best.” He said. Typhoon glanced up one more time at the huge man, trying to say something, then he slipped into unconsciousness, pee still flooding into his supersuit. Chapter two Typhoon awoke with a pained gasp. He was covered in packing material. His muscles were sore almost everywhere, but he was able to move. Each breath he took was painful. His ribs were definitely broken. He stood up slowly, wincing from the pain. Sounds echoed down from upstairs, as dozens of police officers had begun working their way through the building, but the warehouse was still empty. Typhoon determined that he had only lost consciousness for a few minutes. The hero started to limp towards the door, and it was then that he realized that his suit was wet. A dark stain in the material started at his crotch and went all the way past his knees. He’d wet himself! Embarrassment flooded into him. If someone saw, his image would be ruined! There was lots of activity from above, but Typhoon knew he could still get away without being seen. It would not be good for him if it got out that he’d wet his super suit. He already had a hard enough time with his image, considering his unfortunate color scheme. Typhoon slowly made his way to the back door. It was still very dark outside, but Typhoon wanted more cover than that. Painfully, he used his powers, sending a dense fog rolling through the streets. Satisfied, he began climbing the steps. The lights of several cop cars flashed through the fog. He took the final step up to street level, and, taking a deep painful breath, Typhoon launched himself out of the fog and into the sky. The pain was immense, and through gritted teeth, he started gliding. All of a sudden, Iggy’s voice popped through the comms. “Oh my god thank goodness.” Iggy said. “Hey Iggy.” Typhoon said, his voice rasping in pain. He was in no mood for codenames. “Are you ok, Gale? Your vitals are all over the place.” Iggy said, abandoning the code names as well. “I thought the worst when you stopped responding. “I’m ok. Broke a few ribs. Maybe a concussion too.” Typhoon’s head was still quite fuzzy. “Well get back here and I can fix you up. I’ve got something new that’ll get you feeling better in no time. I lost signal with your suit for a while though. For a minute, I thought you might have died.” Iggy admitted fearfully. “Not dead, but I was out of it for a bit. That guy is strong.” “Did you get him?” Iggy asked. “No. He got away.” “Damn. Well that doesn’t matter right now. I’m just worried about you. Hurry back and let me take a look at your ribs.” “Will do. Be there in twenty.” Typhoon said. The hero grabbed his backpack from his rooftop stash and slung it around his shoulder. He was too injured to change back into his normal clothes now. He looked back down towards the museum. The fog was fading. Even more emergency crews had showed up. He also saw a man who he recognized as the museum curator running into the building yelling something at the police officers. He saw the guards being carried out on stretchers. For Typhoon, it was an utter failure. As he looked at the unconscious guards, he wondered why he was still able to move so easily after being hit by Sap-man’s power. Everyone else that had been hit by it had taken weeks to recover. Sometimes longer. “Maybe it was Iggy’s suit protecting me.” He thought to himself. “Or maybe my powers have something to do with it.” He pondered his fortunate fate as he weakly launched into the air again, gliding his way towards Iggy’s. Iggy’s lived in the basement of an industrial complex on the wrong side of town. Thankfully, it wasn’t highly populated, and there was an elevator that Iggy had installed, the only two entrances at his apartment, and on the roof. It was a great setup, built just so that Typhoon didn’t have to worry about being seen. Flying in, he landed and quickly made his way to the hidden elevator that led down to Iggy’s. As he descended, he removed the wet super suit completely. Typhoon now became Gale, the boring college student. He removed his wet briefs, stuffing them in a pocket of his backpack, then grabbed the single pair of clean underwear he had in it. He slid the fresh pair of briefs on. Gale didn’t want Iggy knowing he’d peed himself either. The elevator doors opened and Gale walked out, in just his briefs. Iggy called it his playhouse, filled with his ‘toys’, the dangerous and incredible inventions that had gotten him deeply in trouble with many different people. The basement was mostly dedicated to Iggy’s workshop. But, there was a livable area tucked away in there. It had a kitchen, two bedrooms, a bathroom, and a living room with all the high-tech electronics that Iggy could get his hands on. Gale walked in, dropping his backpack down and slowly limping towards a medical bed, surrounded by strange equipment. He coughed a bit more as he slumped down onto it. Iggy came running over immediately, in his hand, a strange homemade medical device. Iggy was a small guy, only about 5’ 5”, and quite skinny. He usually wore large, square-framed glasses. His head was topped with a messy head of light pink hair. His ears were pierced in a few places, and he was always wore some sort of tight and revealing clothing. Gale never understood why though, since Iggy had very little muscle to show off. The outfits always made him a little uncomfortable. Today, Iggy wore a black mesh shirt and a pair of skinny jeans. His large glasses hid the dark circles under his eyes. His voice matched his flamboyant personality. However, at the moment, his usual flirtiness was gone, replaced by concern. “Ok, let’s see.” Iggy said. He had a grim look. Every time Iggy had to fix Typhoon up, he remained completely serious until he knew that Gale would be ok. This was no different. Gale laid back on the medical bed. Iggy grabbed some bandages, and started wrapping them over the few cuts on Gale’s body, which had started to bleed more, now that the suit was off. Iggy and Gale’s relationship was a strange one. Gale’s powers had awoken when he was only fifteen, and by sixteen, he became world-famous. Or at least, his alter ego, Typhoon, had. It had been only a few days since Gale’s sixteenth birthday, when Iggy showed up at his door. Gale still had no idea how Iggy had found out who he was, and Iggy would never tell. So, there Iggy was, demanding to be the person that got to design his super suit. Gale, had no idea what was happening, but was afraid that Iggy would tell someone his identity. He agreed almost instantly. Iggy was two years older than Gale, but, to Gale, he rarely acted like it. Gale found Iggy’s outfits and flamboyant personality to be immature, though Gale would never say that to Iggy. And so, their relationship had begun. At first, Gale had found it awkward, this scrawny older kid, designing things for him. But after a while, their dynamic had found a rhythm. Gale was twenty now, and Iggy was twenty-two. They had built a strange synergistic relationship together. Gale got the best tech, all custom-made, and Iggy got to see his inventions in action. Iggy also got to admire Gale’s bubble-butt in his suit, and was able to flirt relentlessly with the repressed hero. But Gale allowed it. That was just how Iggy was. “It’s really not the cuts that are bad Iggy.” Gale said, wincing in pain. “It’s my ribs.” “I know, just let me get these taken care of first, ok?” Iggy said. “Don’t want you bleeding out while I look at your ribs. It’ll only take a second.” “Ok.” Gale responded, allowing Iggy to finish. It was never a good idea to argue with Iggy. “Alright, there.” Iggy said, securing the last bandage. “Not quite so bad. Remember when you fought scissor-girl? You had so many cuts that day I thought you had gone through a paper shredder.” Gale laughed, wincing. “Yeah she was a tough one. Good thing I have the best medic in the world to fix me up.” “You sure do.” Iggy said. “No one else gets this kind of treatment. Not that anyone could afford it anyway. I do this for you because I owe you. Now, let me take a quick x-ray and see what the damage is.” Iggy grabbed his phone and took a few pictures. Gale gave him a confused look. “What are you doing?” He asked. “I’m looking at your ribs!” Iggy said. “Now stop moving.” Iggy took a few more pictures from multiple angles. “Your phone has an x-ray on it?” Gale asked incredulously. “Of course it does!” Iggy responded, as if it was obvious. “Anyone’s phone can, with a few small adjustments. Do you want it on yours? I’d do it for you if you want.” “No of course not, that’s ridiculous. Plus, I don’t want you anywhere near my phone.” Gale said. But Iggy had stopped listening, examining the pictures. Gale sat in silence, waiting for the verdict. Iggy whistled. “Wow. You really got knocked around. Five broken ribs, bruising on the lungs, but, other than that, no damage to any other organs. Hmm… could be a lot worse though. I’ll get you fixed up in a jiffy.” Iggy said. “I’ve been working on these medical nanobots for just this sort of thing. I should be able to get you back up and running in just a matter of minutes.” Gale groaned. Another experimental treatment. “Have you ever tested it before?” He asked. “Well, yeah! Of course!” Iggy responded. “I mean, this will be the first time doing it on something that’s still alive, but don’t worry, I’m sure it’ll be fine.” Iggy smiled and patted Gale on the head reassuringly. “C’mon Iggy, no joking around now. I don’t want you messing me up, ok?” Gale asked. “Don’t worry, Galey! It’s safe. You are in good hands.” Iggy said, returning to his normal flirty attitude. Something about that comforted Gale. Knowing that Iggy was confident enough to joke about it and call him by those embarrassing pet names gave Gale the reassurance he needed. Gale laid back as Iggy got everything ready. A few moments later, Iggy had a syringe with a small amount of strange purple fluid. “Ok, this part might hurt a little, but don’t worry.” Iggy said, quickly injecting the syringe directly over Gale’s ribs. Gale felt the pinch as the needle went in, but almost immediately after that, it was as if all the pain was being released. It felt like something was buzzing inside of him directly over the injured area, and within a few minutes, he felt almost as good as new. “Wow Iggy. That is incredible.” Gale said, sitting up and stretching. His muscles were still sore, but overall, he felt alright. “I would ask you how you did it, but I’m sure it would go over my head.” “Yes, it would.” Iggy responded, smiling happily. Gale shivered, still dressed in only his briefs. “Man, it’s chilly in here. I’m gonna get dressed.” “Well… If you want to, I suppose.” Iggy responded, sounding a little disappointed. “I’m all finished with you. Although, I definitely don’t mind if you hang out in your undies for a while.” Iggy winked, glancing down at Gale’s underwear bulge. Gale’s face went red and he quickly grabbed his backpack. He grabbed his jeans and t-shirt. It wasn’t even all that cold. Gale just felt uncomfortable around Iggy when his clothes were off. Iggy never tried to hide his stares at Gale’s tight and muscular body. And the suggestive comments never stopped. Gale put on the jeans, surprised at how quickly the pain had gone away. “Aww, well I guess that’s all the time I get with you vulnerable in front of me, huh?” Iggy smiled, winking. Gale ignored him. Iggy grew serious again. “Ok, so, now that you are feeling better, what the hell happened? You actually lost a fight?” Gale gave Iggy a look when he said the word ‘hell’. Gale didn’t like swear words. Iggy just used them to get reactions out of Gale. Gale’s pulled his shirt over his head, and zipped up his jeans. “Yeah. I know. It’s never happened before, but this guy is good. He’s huge, and really fast. He has some weird glowing glove that lets him change the composition of things somehow. There was a huge metal door that he basically turned into paper, and he turned an entire section of marble floor into liquid in an instant.” Gale started to explain the entire encounter from beginning to end. He had arrived at the part where he was talking with the guard, when he felt a strange warm feeling at his crotch. He looked down in time to see a wet spot growing on his jeans. His story stopped as he looked down confused. “What’s happening?” Gale thought to himself, not realizing what was going on. “Gale! Are you… peeing?” Gale stared down at himself. He was peeing himself! And he didn’t feel a thing! He couldn’t stop it or slow it down. It was just… happening. Gale’s face turned bright red and he ran through the workshop to the bathroom. His soaked jeans dripped pee down onto the floor, leaving a little trail of droplets as he went. He ran into the bathroom, jeans soaked. He shut the door behind him. He had finished peeing by the time he got there. Gale took off his wet jeans and underwear and stared down at himself. What had just happened? A quiet knock echoed from the door. “Hey. You ok in there?” Iggy asked from outside. “Umm…” Gale hesitated. “Well, great. I don’t know what’s going on. I just peed myself… again.” “Again?” Iggy asked. “When I lost consciousness before… at the museum. When I woke up, I had… you know.” Gale admits, embarrassed. “In the super suit?” Iggy asked. “Well, yeah.” Gale responded. Iggy was quiet. Gale spoke up. “Is that going to be a problem? I thought you said it was waterproof.” “From the outside, yeah! I didn’t design it for THAT though.” Iggy said. “Oh.” There was a pause for several moments as both of them absorbed this information. “Do you need some new pants?” Iggy asked, finally. Gale felt his face go hot with embarrassment. “Well…” he paused for several moments. His jeans and underwear were totally soaked. There was no way he could put those back on. “Yeah. I do. Underwear too. If you have any that’ll fit me” “I’ll look for something. Back in a sec.” Iggy said. Gale tossed his wet clothes on the floor. He hopped in the shower to clean off. The warm water felt relaxing. Gale washed his muscled body, allowing the soap to wash away his shame. A few minutes later, he was drying himself off. Another knock on the door. “Ok, I think I have something for you to wear… but, well, you are way bigger than me, so it’s really all I’ve got that’ll stretch enough.” Iggy said. “Anything is fine.” Gale responded. Gale was only a few inches taller than Iggy, but with his toned muscles, and bubble butt, Gale’s waist was much bigger than Iggy’s. Gale hid behind the door and opened it a crack, extending his hand out through it and grabbing the fresh pants. He opened them up and looked at them. Gale sighed. In his hands were a pair of white spandex pants and a pink mesh thong. He knew that Iggy wasn’t playing a joke either. This was basically all Iggy had. Gale had never seen Iggy in ‘normal’ clothes. “In your dreams, Iggy.” Gale thought, staring at the thong. “I’ll never wear something THAT embarrassing.” He set it aside. Gale stretched open the pants and slid them up his toned legs. He pulled and strained until he finally had them over his butt. Gale grimaced. They were really tight. Embarrassingly tight. He glanced in the mirror and immediately regretted it. He looked ridiculous. The pants had squeezed so tight that they were essentially see-through. The crotch had an extra piece of fabric to hide his package, but the pants were so tight that nothing was left up to the imagination. He turned a bit, glancing at his butt in the mirror. Gale grimaced. His butt was stretching the back even worse than the front. Gale was afraid that if he bent down, the pants would just disintegrate, ripping to shreds. “I don’t suppose you have literally anything else that would fit me?” Gale asked through the door. “Or like… even just a pair of boxers or something?” “Um… no, not really a boxers guy. As you can see, I’m more of a ‘pink thong’ type.” Iggy said, laughing. “Did you put that on?” “No!” Gale sighed, exasperated. “Come on, Gale, you know I’m not lying when I tell you that those are all I’ve got.” Iggy responded. “I know.” Gale sighed. He believed Iggy completely. They would have to do for now. Gale grabbed a plastic bag and stuffed his jeans and underwear into it. He tied it up and walked out. Iggy was sitting at his work bench, examining Gale’s super suit. He looked up at Gale as he walked by, then down at Gale’s crotch. For the first time, Gale saw Iggy blush, then look away. Iggy had the super suit in his hands. “So…” Iggy said awkwardly. Gale was surprised that Iggy wasn’t making any suggestive comments. Then Gale saw Iggy reach down to the front of his skinny jeans, pushing down something that was growing at his crotch. Gale blushed and looked away, pretending that he hadn’t seen it. “Listen… It was a long day, ok?” Gale said, continuing to speak, trying to act normal. “Yeah, I get that, it’s just… Well…” Iggy paused. “What?!” Gale said, annoyed. “Your super suit is going to need some work.” Iggy said. “What exactly happened again?” . Gale points down at the wet super suit. “It happened when I was unconscious, ok? Right after he grabbed me with that weird glove. You know, the one that saps people’s strength?” Iggy got a concerned look on his face. “He hit you with it?” “Well yeah. I hadn’t got to that part yet.” Gale responded. “After we fell into the basement, I… everything gets really hazy. I just remember that I couldn’t breathe. Everything went black. I woke up in a pile of packing peanuts, suit soaked right through.” Iggy sighed. “Well, I am going to have to do a lot of maintenance on the suit. The micro-wiring is totally fried. I might have to start from scratch altogether.” “I did feel some weird buzzing going on. Um, down there… where he grabbed me.” Gale gestures broadly at his crotch. “Was that the wiring? It was like, some sort of weird energy or something. I don’t know. It felt… weird.” Gale said. “That was probably from the glove, not the super suit.” Iggy said. “How are you still standing, though? Walking around? When he’s hit other people with that glove, bad stuff happens. Most people take weeks just to start moving around again. Some of them never fully recovered. You flew out of there in only a few minutes.” “I figured it had something to do with my powers.” Gale said. “like, they blocked him out or something.” “I don’t think that’s how it works, Gale.” Iggy said doubtfully. “Maybe the suit absorbed some of the energy.” “Yeah or that.” Gale admitted. “You said he hit you in the dick?” Iggy asked. Gale blushed. “No! Not right on it! I mean, ugh, maybe? I don’t know! his hand is really big! And I was barely conscious at that point anyway.” Gale was uncomfortable talking about this. “Can I look?” Iggy asked. “Purely for medical purposes of course.” Gale sighed. Of course. “C’mon Iggy, I’m fine. Trust me, there isn’t any damage there.” “Yeah yeah. It’s just, if there are marks, I can potentially trace the origin of his weapon.” Iggy said. Gale suspected that Iggy wasn’t being totally forthright. Gale hesitated for a few moments. If there was a chance, however slim, that they could figure out who Sap-man really was, it would be worth it. “Ugh, why me?” He complained. “Fine, but…no touching. Looking only. And I would really really REALLY appreciate it if you didn’t say anything gross, ok?” Gale asked, severely annoyed that he was being forced to do this. Iggy nodded sincerely. “Cross my heart. I won’t say anything inappropriate.” Iggy watched as Gale lowered the pants, revealing himself fully in front of his friend. Iggy’s face went red. Gale looked up at the ceiling as Iggy bent down in front of him to get a closer look. Gale was of average size down there. He had nothing to be ashamed of, but this was not a situation that he would ever have imagined could happen. The area below Gale’s bellybutton had a very faint outline of a large handprint. His skin was still smooth though, no cuts, or any other adverse signs. Iggy got a little closer, only a few inches away. “Does it hurt now?” He asked. “No, it doesn’t feel like anything.” Gale said. Iggy’s face grew very concerned. “Gale, I’ll be right back, ok? I have a bad feeling.” Gale grew concerned as well. “What do you mean?” He asked. Iggy didn’t respond, briskly walking away, and rummaging through a drawer. He came back holding a strange looking camera. “Just a feeling. Don’t move.” Iggy said mysteriously. He held the device up and looked at Gale through it. Iggy furrowed his brow. “What?” Gale asked, worried. “There’s some sort of radiation there. The hand print. Ok, you can pull them up now.” Iggy said. Now, he was in work mode. No comments about girth, or pet names anymore. Iggy set the camera down. Gale pulled the shorts back up, glad to be covered again. “What does it mean?” Gale asked. “I don’t know.” Iggy said. “What do you mean, you don’t know?” Gale asked, growing more and more concerned. “You always know!” “I mean, I don’t know! I need some time to think, ok?!” Iggy snapped, clearly annoyed at himself. “Ok I’m sorry, it’s just, I want to know what is going on—what he did to me.” Gale said. “I know.” Iggy said. They stood in silence for a few moments. Then Iggy said, “I think it would be best if you stayed here tonight.” Gale hesitated for a moment, but then conceded. If Iggy needed him there, Gale would stay. “Ok, I’ll stay, but under one condition.” “What’s that?” Iggy asked. “I want some real clothes.” Gale said. Iggy smiled. “Sure. I’ll go buy you some.” “Thanks. Now, I think I want to go lay down for a bit if that’s ok.” “Of course. I’m sure you’re tired.” Iggy showed Gale to a bedroom. Gale stripped out of the tight clothes and laid down, naked. Normally, he’d wear his underwear and his nighttime t-shirt to bed, but since he wasn’t at home, and didn’t have any other clothes, naked would have to do. Gale exhaled deeply, trying to put the day’s events behind him. Within a few moments, he was fast asleep.

Hello everyone! As a request for someone, I am re-posting one of my old stories, edited by flipping some genders around. Hope you enjoy! My stomach rumbled for what seemed like the 20th time in the past minute. I stared at the last pack of ramen noodles that I had. My name is Anna, I am 21 years old, and I am hungry. Starving actually. Well, maybe not STARVING, but hungry. I recently quit my job to try going full-time as a model. I used to work as a waitress at a local restaurant, but now, I have been working as a model. Based on the sounds my stomach is making, you could guess that it has not been going well. I have barely been getting enough money to pay for food, much less the rent on my terrible studio apartment. No, it doesn’t even qualify as an apartment. It is a room—a small room. Well… two rooms really, but the bathroom hardly counts. It had a sink, a fridge, room enough for a bed, and a microwave oven that I got at a garage sale. The bathroom was somehow worse. A toilet and a shower. And I could hardly turn around in that shower. I made by for a little while, but with jobs coming few and far between, I was getting desperate. I thought it would be perfect. I am 21 and very attractive. I am 5’ 4” with perfect skin, amber eyes, short, dirty blond hair that is always perfectly tousled, and a winning smile. My boobs weren’t my best asset, as they were on the smaller side, but for modeling, I would just stuff the crap out of my bras. I modeled a lot of different things. New styles of clothing, sports equipment, school stuff, and for advertisements that needed a happy family, I played the perfect daughter. My favorite job that I ever had was the swimsuit one that I did. I was finally able to show my perfect, toned body, though I wasn’t super muscular. I am proud of my body, and I finally got to show it off at that shoot. Anyways, back to my stomach, which is still rumbling. I stared at the pack of ramen, knowing that it would be my last food until I got another gig. I warmed up some water and put in the noodles, salivating at them as they cooked. When they were done, I ate them ravenously. There was no room for a table in my apartment, so I just ate everything on my bed. When I was finished, I laid back, sighing in happiness. Now, I didn’t know what to do. I had no food, no money, and for at least another three days, no jobs. The gig that had made me think I could go full-time, was a weekly photo shoot that I did for a teen clothing magazine. Once a week, I would go down there, do the shoot with a bunch of different clothes, collect my money, and leave. It was a great gig, but it didn’t really support me fully. I thought if I could just get one more gig like that, I would be fine, but none ever came. So now I was broke and hungry. I had even started putting up posters of myself at studios with my phone number on it, along with a description of what I do. So far… nothing. I lay there, contemplating what I should do, when I got a phone call. I grabbed the old flip phone that I got to save money, and answered it. “Hello?” “Hello there. Is this Anna?” A deep, but friendly male voice asked. “This is, what can I do for you?” My heart was beating faster, hoping it was someone calling for a job. “My name is John Tucker, and I represent a company called DTD. I was hoping to discuss something with you, regarding your modeling services.” I almost squealed with delight at this. “Yes of course Mr. Tucker. Did you want to set up a meeting today?” I asked, praying that I could get paid soon. “Oh so soon! Well, sure I suppose. I will be at the Red Bean Café at one o’clock this afternoon. Meet me there, and we can discuss the job.” John said. I agreed and hung up the phone. I grabbed the best pair of clothes that I had, and sniffed them. They seemed fine. It had been a while since I had done laundry, as food became more important. I took a shower and got cleaned up as best I could. Then I walked to the café, which was only a few blocks from my apartment. I walked in right at one o’clock. “Anna!” A man waved to me from one of the tables. I recognized the voice as John's. He was tall and muscular, with cropped black hair, and a five o’clock shadow that defined a square jaw. He looked to be in his late twenties, maybe early thirties, and seemed to me like he could be another model. Even from across the room, I could see that he had bright blue eyes, which contrasted his dark hair perfectly. To be honest, he was hot. Very hot. I walked over to him, and as I sat down, I could see that the dress shirt he was wearing was tight enough to reveal the definition of his chest almost perfectly. The top button was undone, and I could see the line of his collarbone extending to his shoulders. I felt a warmth growing in my panties. I’d never been with anyone sexually before, but I knew what I was into, and this guy pretty much hit every mark. I stared into his eyes as he spoke. Wow… so dreamy. I’d dated one guy back in high school, but he was all religious, so he kept saying he was saving himself for marriage. Suffice to say, it didn’t work out. Anyway, back to Mr. Hotty. “Did you get all that?” John asked. I snapped back into reality. We had started talking and my stomach was still rumbling quite a bit. John heard and kindly ordered food for me, insisting that he pay for it. I didn’t object and as I ate it, I had kind of dazed off. This was the best food I had eaten in ages. “Yeah.” I said, gulping down my food. “You are doing some advertisements for products, and you want me to model them for you. No problem! That’s kind of what I do after all.” “Yes. This is a multi-week shoot, as we will be photographing everything in our inventory thoroughly, and we want you to be there every weekday, if possible.” My heart jumped when he said this. A multi-week shoot… every weekday… ka-ching! I would be rolling in cash! “Yes of course! There is one problem. I do another shoot with a separate company once a week.” “Yes, well we can’t expect you to be there every day, so for now, you can continue with them.” I sighed in relief when he said this, knowing that I wouldn’t have to quit my most reliable gig. John continued, “Now, the address of the shoot is on this paper, along with my contact information.” He handed me a business card and I put it in my pocket. “Thank you so much sir.” I said. Then I hesitated, “Does that mean I have the job?” I asked. “Yes it does, I think you will be perfect for it.” He smiled, showing his perfect, brilliant white teeth. “You will get your first paycheck after the shoot tomorrow. It pays two-hundred dollars per day, and we will shoot for at least three weeks, maybe more, depending on how it goes.” My eyes opened wide when he said the pay. 200 a day?! I’m rich! “Th-thank you so much sir!” I stammered. “Yes of course,” he said “but there’s no need to call me sir. You can just call me John, or Johnny if you want. That’s what my friends call me after all.” He smiled again and winked at me. “We are going to get to know each other pretty well over the next few weeks I think.” “We are?” I asked, confused. Then I realized. “Oh! You are the photographer! I should have realized sooner.” He nodded “Yep! I am the guy who will be looking at you through my camera every day for a while.” He smiled again. Wait a second… Was he hitting on me? I wasn’t sure, but I really didn’t mind. This guy was very attractive after all. And I especially didn’t want to ruin the gig. I smiled back at him and ran my hand through my hair. “Well, I hope I can inspire you.” I said. ‘Oh my gosh that was terrible.’ I thought to myself. ‘I used to be good at that kind of stuff’ John laughed, “Well anyways, I should get going, but it was very nice to meet you Anna.” I said goodbye, and he left, making sure to pay before he did. I went home, excited for the day tomorrow, and cleaned my apartment. I then went for a run as was my usual habit, and came home. It was now getting dark, so I decided to go to bed. I climbed into bed, and slept on a full stomach for the first time in a while. The next day, I arrived at the address on the card that he gave me. It took me a while to get there, as it was out of town, and I had to take the bus, with a few transfers. It took me a lot longer than I had anticipated to get there, so I was more than a few minutes late. I looked at the building, which was a warehouse with no real unique features. I would hardly have known it was the right building except that I saw a small plate next to the door that said DTD, the name of the company that John said he worked for. I took a deep breath and walked in. Inside was not what I expected. It seemed like an ordinary office. There was a waiting room with a few couches and a woman, sitting behind a desk, typing on a computer. I assumed she was the secretary and walked up to her. “Excuse me, my name is Anna Fuego, and I am here for the photo shoot.” I said hesitantly. Fuego is a cheesy last name, I know, but it is way better than my real name, trust me. The woman looked up at me. “Ah. Ms. Fuego. Room 14, down the hallway.” She pointed down the hallway, and I walked down it. This building was strange. From the outside, a nondescript warehouse, on the inside, an everyday office building. I walked past closed doors, numbering up from 1. I got to room 14 and opened it up. Inside, there was a standard photo shoot room. Three white walls, bright lights, and a camera stand to one side, behind it, several chairs, and a table with food and coffee. Sitting on a chair, reading a newspaper was John, the only other person in the room. He looked up at me, and then down at his watch. “You know Anna, it’s never a good idea to be late for your first day on the job.” He frowned slightly. “I know. I am so sorry, John. It took me way longer than I thought it would to get here. I had to take three transfers, and walk half a mile to-” “No excuses Anna.” He interrupted. He stopped frowning, “but I understand. Where do you live?” I told him my address. “Well if you would like, I can pick you up tomorrow. I drive right past there anyway.” He smiled. “It’s really no problem for me.” “Well I appreciate it, sir! It would save me an awful lot of time.” Normally, I would politely decline his offer, but it really was tough to get here. I had given myself an extra hour to get here, and I was still an hour and a half late. “Now now. I told you not to call me sir. John is fine. Now let’s get started.” He got up and set down his newspaper. “We will start out with what made this company what it is today. The changing room is through that door.” He pointed to a wooden door next to the table with the food. “Ok thank you.. Er.. John.” I walked into the changing room, which was a small room, with a weird looking table in it. It was a very large table, with a padded top, of a light blue fabric. There were also cabinets in the room, but from what I could see, there were no clothes in it. I walked back out. “Um.. John. There aren’t any clothes in there.” “The cabinets should be fully stocked. We will start on the right most cabinet and work our way to the left.” He said. “oh wait!” Don’t change just yet. I forgot that Michael isn’t here yet. He will help you get ready.” John walked out of the room. I grabbed some food and quickly shoved it in my mouth. A few moments later, John walked back into the room with another person behind him. “This is Michael.” I looked at the young man who just walked in. He didn’t look to be much older than me, and he grinned at me. He had very long brown hair that came down past his shoulders, and a very thin physique. He wore jeans and a t-shirt, and I could tell that he had probably been wearing those jeans for a few days now. “Hi Anna. I am Michael.” He spoke with a soft, relaxing voice. “I am going to be the one helping you out today. Now what did you want her to start out with, John?” “The classic, Michael. I thought it would be a good start.” I assumed that he would be doing my make-up, and I smiled at him. He smiled back and walked into the changing room, motioning me to follow him. When I walked in, he had a few things set out on the counter. I looked over his shoulder and I saw a bottle of lotion, and what looked like a big plain white diaper. “Um.. what is that for?” I asked. “It’s for you.” He responded dryly. “What are you talking about?” “It is the classic. That’s what John said.” I walked out of the room. “Is this some kind of joke?” I asked angrily. “What do you mean?” He said innocently. “That is a diaper. There is no way I am wearing that.” “Well… that’s kind of what we do here. I mean, it is DTD after all. It’s in the name. DryTime Diapers.” John looked up at me. “Did you not know?” “I well..” I stammered, realizing what he was saying. “I guess I didn’t.” “Well… I am afraid so. DryTime designs and produces most of the world’s diapers. Infant diapers, all the way up to adults. We are in the adult diaper wing of the company. They have been advertising the kid’s diapers forever, but now they are going to start a marketing campaign to advertise their other products, teen and adult diapers. That’s what you are here for. I am pretty sure I made that clear yesterday at the café.” “Yeah… I kind of wasn’t paying attention that whole time… I was really hungry.” I sighed. “I’m sorry John, but I really don’t think I can do a photo shoot in diapers… It’s just… humiliating.” “I understand, but forgive me for asking, but… You are broke, right?” He asked me. I blushed and nodded, “Yeah… I guess this whole modeling thing hasn’t really been working out for me.” “I understand, trust me.” He smiled at me. “There were times when I was first starting that I never thought I could make it, but now, here I am. The thing is… you sometimes have to do jobs that you might not want to. If you want to make it where you want to be, you have to do things you don’t like doing.” I looked at him, “so is that where you are, John? Doing things you don’t like?” He smiled at me. “Anna. If you walk out today, there is no coming back here. I know that you have no money, so that means that if you walk out today, you won’t be able to continue your modeling career.” He paused, letting that sink in. “Let me ask you this. Is this really that bad? They’re just diapers. It’s not like we are asking you to shoot a porno.” I hesitated and he continued to speak. “You do this for a little while, and you get paid enough to get yourself back on your feet. Catch up on your rent. Eat real food. Just think about it. I’ll give you a minute.” With that, he motioned to Michael, who was standing in the doorway to the changing room, and they walked out into the hallway. “We will be out here while you make up your mind.” John said. I sat down in a chair, thinking to myself. Could I really do this? Diapers? I knew in my heart that he was right about one thing: if I walked out today, I would have to get a different job, or I would end up homeless on the streets. Either way, my dream career would be over. I would probably end up shooting porn or something, and that is the last thing I would want. I sighed. If I do this, I am on my way. I just knew it. I would have money for the first time in ages. It wouldn’t be fun, but I had to do it. I walked to the hallway and opened the door. John and Michael were in the hallway, waiting for me. “I’ll do it”

That evening, all four of us are playing some video games together. We’ve been drinking a little, and the double diaper that Adam put me in earlier has gotten much wetter. Unfortunately for me, the sheer thickness of it means that there is still a long way to go before it is soaked. With the short baby blue t-shirt the only thing covering up the diaper, I normally would be humiliated, but for the first time in a while, I felt completely comfortable with my friends. Eventually, Kay and Ellie leave, without even mentioning the thick state of my diaper and the extreme waddle it gives me. Most likely it is because all three of them are too preoccupied with this weekend. Kay and Adam are going to be diapered! It has now gotten much closer to bedtime, and Adam and I are watching tv. “Hey. Do you want a change before bed then?” Adam asks nonchalantly. “Well… That would be nice.” I say. “Ok. Head to your room then. I’ll come in in a sec.” He responds. I get up and waddle to my bedroom. I set a towel on my bed and lay on top of it. Adam walks in quietly and without so much as a humiliating comment, he starts to change me. “So… Gonna get one of these yourself this weekend?” I try and ask without sounding to excited. Adam just sighs. “Ellie was right. We were totally not being cool about this.” He says. I open my mouth to respond, but Adam continues, “To be honest Mike, I’d rather not talk about it right now, ok?” I shut my mouth, honoring his request. A few moments later, and Adam has finished changing me into a new diaper. A thick white overnight style diaper. I don’t complain, knowing that I have already gotten a gift today. “Well… Good night then.” Adam says. “Night.” I say, hopping into bed and pulling my covers up. Adam walks out and shuts the lights off. I try to close my eyes and go to sleep, but as I try and relax, I find myself starting to get hard. I reach down and feel myself through the diaper. It’s been days since I got off. With the diaper on, it adds a strange feeling that with each movement I make, starts to excite me more and more. I try and think of other things, too embarrassed to masturbate inside of a diaper, but each time I roll over or move at all, the tight thick diaper stimulates me, waking me up. Eventually I give in, and put my hand into the front of the diaper, trying to jack off. The tightness of the diaper makes it almost impossible, and eventually I get frustrated and pull my hand back out. Too afraid to take the diaper off or mess with the tapes, I decide to just rub the outside of the diaper as best I can, and within moments, the excitement has built up and I am furiously rubbing it. A few minutes pass, and I am essentially humping the diaper, sweating and moaning a little bit. I feel it coming and then climax, spurting into the diaper. It’s like nothing I have ever felt as wave after wave of pleasure pass through me. I lay back in bed, exhausted. Then the humiliation sets in. What did I just do? I feel hot with humiliation as the idea of seeing myself, furiously humping my diaper goes through my mind, but for some reason, it starts to excite me again. I try my best to put it out of my mind, and soon, I am fast asleep. The next morning, I am woken up early by my bladder. Still laying in bed, I let loose, flooding the diaper. The warmth spreads to the back of the diaper almost immediately, and the sound of the hissing is easily heard in the silence of the morning. The feeling of the warmth slowly spreading excites me again, but I push that feeling from my brain and try my best to fall back asleep. I wake up a few hours later to the sound of the shower. Adam must be up. I get up and walk out to the kitchen to grab some water. I drink it and sit down on the couch with my phone, mindlessly browsing the internet. “Hey man.” Adam says, as he walks in just wearing the towel. He goes to the fridge and grabs a soda. “Morning.” I respond, still on my phone. “Wanna go shopping with me later?” Adam asks, “I figured we should stock up since Kay and Ellie will be staying here for the whole weekend.” “Yeah sure.” I respond, not really looking up. “I could use some stuff.” “Sweet. I’ll go get dressed and we can head out in a bit. Need a change?” Adam asks. “I dunno, I’m probably good for now.” I respond, still immersed in my phone. “Ok.” Adam says. “You wanna shower before we go?” I finally look up from my phone to think about it. “Nah.. I’m good I think.” I say, just wanting to be lazy and browse my phone. “Alright whatever. I’ll be ready in a few if you wanna get dressed then.” Adam says. “Alright.” I say, going back to my phone. I hear Adam walk back to his room. After another minute, I get up and walk to my room. I grab a pair of loose-fitting jeans and a baggy sweatshirt. I put them on and head back out. Adam is waiting in the kitchen. “Alright, let’s go then. We need to hit up the grocery store and a liquor store, and then I was thinking about heading to the mall for this new video game I heard about.” Adam says. “Sounds good to me.” I respond. “Let’s get out of here.” We open up the door and walk out. I have now gotten so comfortable in the diapers, that I barely notice the squishy squelch as I walk, but as we go down the stairs, we pass Mrs. Nance, who is on her way up. “Well hey there neighbors!” She says, cheerfully. “Hey Nance.” I respond. “Going out?” She asks. “We are just going shopping for some stuff.” Adam says. “You are going out as well, Mike?” Nance asks. “Yeah, why do you ask?” I respond. “Well… Maybe it’s not my place, but you kind of… stink.” Nance responds, then whispers, “like diapers…” I blush furiously. Adam laughs. “That’s what I said!” Adam says. “You did not!” I say. “I think I hinted at you pretty strong to take a shower dude. You were just staring at your phone!” Adam says. “Well!” I respond, frustrated and embarrassed. “I’m going to go take one!” I finally say, running back upstairs. As I go back, I hear the two of them laughing and talking. I run back inside and head to the bathroom. “Adam could’ve been more straightforward.” I say to myself, furiously stripping down to the diaper and then ripping it off, tossing it in the trash. I hop in the shower and wash off, making sure to soap twice. I finish up and step out of the shower. I wrap the towel around me and walk out. “Hey man, sorry to laugh, it was kind of funny though.” Adam says. “You’re gonna be in one of them soon enough Adam.” I say, still kind of embarrassed. Adam blushes and looks at his feet, hurt. “Yeah well…” He says. I realize I may have hurt his feelings. “Sorry, it’s just… ugh… embarrassing. I can’t believe I didn’t realize.” “No no no.” Adam says. “It’s my fault. I should’ve told you more directly. Anyway, let’s get you into a fresh one and head out.” “Sounds good to me.” I say, smiling. We head to my bedroom and Adam puts a new diaper on, slightly thinner than the others and less crinkly. I put on a new pair of clothes and we walk out again. This time, Nance is just leaving her apartment. “All taken care of?” Nance asks, a wry smile on her face. I blush again. “You bet.” Adam says. “I hope I didn’t embarrass you too much earlier kiddo, but hey, it’s better I tell you now than someone at the store notices.” Nance says. “Yeah.. Thanks.” I say, trying not to make eye contact. Mrs. Nance looks at Adam. “Still a little touchy about it, huh?” Nance says. “I’ll keep that in mind,” Adam smiles, “Yeah, but thanks for letting us know.” “Well you boys have a good shopping trip then. I’m sure I’ll see you around the building.” Nance says, walking off. We bid her farewell, and we are finally on our way. We arrive at the liquor store first, stocking up on loads of beer and hard liquor for a weekend full of partying and drinking. Then we head to the grocery store for all of the food that we will need. While there, I feel the need to go to the bathroom and let loose in the diaper, making sure to be in a quiet part of the store when I let loose. Then we head to the mall. We stop in the food court and grab some food first, then head to the electronics store for Adam’s video game. I am browsing stuff there while Adam looks around at all the games. Again, I feel the need to go, and since the store is quiet, without much hesitation, I let loose in the diaper for the second time. After a few minutes, Adam finds the game he was looking for and we go to checkout. The cashier rings him up and we start to walk out of the store. As we walk away, the cashier says, “Hey, dude, you sat in water or something.” I turn around and see the cashier pointing at my jeans. I try and look, but it’s hard to tell, then I feel the tell tale sign of wetness on the back of my legs. “Oh shit.” Adam says. “Crap.” I mutter. The diaper leaked from the lower part of the butt section at some point, and now two large wet spots were growing on my pants. I look at Adam embarrassed and a little scared. “Let’s just go home real quick.” He says, trying to show me sympathy. I nod, now too embarrassed for words. That’s when the smell of very wet diaper hits both of us. If we stay here any longer, the cashier and everyone around will absolutely know what happened. We walk briskly out of the store, each step of mine now reminding me of the squishy undergarment that is leaking into my pants. Thankfully, it seems as if no one notices as we make our way back through the long winding mall out to the parking lot and to Adam’s car. “Hold on dude. Don’t get in yet.” Adam says. “What? C’mon, let’s go!” I say urgently. “Just… Let me put down something on my seat.” He says. I sigh angrily. “Just… Hurry up.” I say. Adam grabs a blanket from his trunk and lays it out on the passenger side. I sit down and we head home. We walk up the stairs and once again, Mrs. Nance is walking down. “Well hey! Fancy running into you here!” She laughs. “Sorry guys, just doing laundry today, so I’ve gotta make lots of trips to the basement for the washer.” “Heh yeah.” I say, trying to sneak past her. “Whoa there, what happened?” Nance says, pointing to my pants. “Isn’t it obvious?!” I say, angrily, huffing past Mrs. Nance, furious and humiliated beyond belief. I run to the apartment, leaving Adam behind to apologize to Mrs. Nance. I get inside, and quickly strip everything off, even the completely soaked diaper that clearly wasn’t meant for multiple wettings. I toss it in the trash angrily and sit down on my bed, tears now coming down my face. I hear the front door open, and Adam emptying out the groceries and other things. A few minutes later, Adam knocks lightly on the door. “Hey man… I’m really sorry that happened.” He says. “Yeah… Well..” I respond, still not completely calmed down. “We just shouldn’t use those old diapers at all. They suck.” “No shit.” I say. “I’ll just throw them out.” Adam responds, grabbing the pack of thin diapers and tossing them in the trash. “Why is it always Msr. Nance?” I ask to myself, humiliated that once again, Mrs. Nance kept being reminded of my humiliated state. “Maybe it’s a good thing that it’s always her?” Adam says. “What the hell are you talking about?” I say. “It’s the WORST that it’s her!” “Well hold on. We’ve had a few incidences now, at the book store that time, then when we were bringing up the packages, and now at the electronics store. The only person that actually noticed was Mrs. Nance. Imagine if that cashier actually figured out what was going on, or someone else at the mall. We could’ve seen anyone! An old teacher, who knows? But each time, it’s just Mrs. Nance, and she clearly doesn’t care at all! So I think, it’s a blessing in disguise. Mrs. Nance keeps saving you by being the person to realize what you’re wearing!” Adam says, almost excitedly. I sigh and think for a second. “I dunno… I mean, she’s our neighbor.” I respond. “Even better! Think! She saved you from going out while reeking of diapers today! If we’d gone out like that, everyone we walked past would’ve either knew that you were wearing diapers, or they would’ve thought that you had literally just pissed your pants. I mean, Mrs. Nance saved you.” Adam reasons. “I guess…” I say hesitantly. “She did.” Adam retorts. “And you should honestly apologize to her.” “What?!” I say. “You should apologize for yelling at her!” Adam says. “Wasn’t very nice. She was just being friendly with us, even if she was a little abrupt.” “No way.” I say. Adam stands up. “Yes way.” He says firmly. I look at him, now annoyed. “No.” I say. “You can either apologize now, or the first thing I’m telling Ellie when she gets here is that you removed your diaper on your own TWICE today.” Adam says. “That’s literally one of the only rules right now, and you broke it twice today, by taking your diaper off on your own.” I gulp nervously. He’s got me there. I sigh angrily, “Fine! Whatever, I’ll apologize, just… don’t go tatling to Ellie.” Adam smiles victoriously, “Good, now let’s get you changed.” I sigh, but lay down obediently. A few wipes, some powder, lotion, and a diaper later, I’m padded in one of the plain white, thick diapers. I get up and put on my third pair of normal clothes for the day, and at Adam’s insistence, walk across the hall to Mrs. Nance’s. Humiliated, I knock on the door. It opens up. “Oh hey there Mike!” Mrs. Nance says. “Sorry about earlier, I was just—” “No, I should apologize.” I interrupt. “I didn’t mean to yell at you, I was just a little embarrassed.” “Awe.” Mrs. Nance says, “That is very sweet of you, kiddo.” She reaches her hand out and playfully rubs the top of my head. Inwardly, I groan. Is this chick for real? “Yeah well… Sorry.” I say. “Thanks.” She says. “Do you want to come in for a minute? I’ve got some hot water on for tea. Chamomile, my favorite.” “Um…” I hesitate, not wanting to go in, but not wanting to offend her. “Sure.” She gestures for me to come in. I walk in and her apartment is a mirror image of my own, only cleaner with much classier decorations. Mrs. Nance walks to the kitchen where a pot of water is on the stove. She grabs two matching mugs from the cupboard and pours some hot water, then adding a tea bag. “I hope you don’t mind a tea bag. I’m not real fancy with my tea, like some people.” She says. “Oh no, that’s fine.” I say. “Your apartment is pretty nice.” “Same as yours, just in reverse!” She laughs. “I spose I take good care of it though.” I laugh. “Better than us, that’s for sure.” We keep talking for a bit, making small talk about the building and our other neighbors. Then Mrs. Nance gets quiet for a moment, looking at me curiously. “So, how long have you had your condition?” She asks. I gulp. What to say now? What was most believable? “Well…” I hesitate for several moments, thinking of the best way to respond. “My whole life I guess.” I lie. “Wow. Must be tough.” She responds. “Yeah.” I say awkwardly, supping on my tea, desperately wishing for her to change the subject. “And is it… Well…” Mrs. Nance pauses awkwardly. “Number two as well?” I almost choke on my tea, but eventually get out a sentence. “No no no.” I say. “Really? Because I could’ve swore that I smelled it the other day.” Mrs. Nance says, almost accusatorily. “Well… That was…” I stutter. “I mean…” She clearly wasn’t joking. She must have smelled that messy one I’d had. I sigh and just say it. “Yeah, it’s for number two as well.” “Oof.” Mrs. Nance says. “Must be tough. What is the condition actually called?” Mrs. Nance asks, now starting to sound like a suspicious cross-examiner. “You know, I’d really rather not talk about it.” I say awkwardly. “Of course, of course.” Mrs. Nance says. “Just seems like a rare thing is all.” “Not as rare as you might think.” I respond curtly. “Thank you for the tea Mrs. Nance, I think I will head out now.” “Of course kiddo. Didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, I’m just a curious gal is all.” She says, smiling again. “Yeah. No problem.” I say, standing up and walking back to the door. “Well, have a good one Nance.” I say, waving goodbye. “Bye kiddo.” Mrs. Nance says, shutting the door behind me. I walk back into our apartment across the hall. I walk in. Adam is on the couch and has the tv on. As I walk in, he mutes it. “How’d it go?” He asks. “Fine.” I say. “You apologized?” Adam asks. “Yeah man, now can you just drop it? Aren’t Kay and Ellie going to get here soon?” I change the subject. “Any minute.” Adam responds. “Oh, you should probably take off your clothes at least. Don’t want either of them to think you’ve broken the rules, right?” “Yeah I guess not.” I say, walking to my room. There, I strip down into just the diaper and walk back out. Adam and I sit on the couch and watch tv for a minute, when there is a knock on the door. I quickly grab a blanket to cover up with as Adam goes and opens it. Ellie and Kay are there, each one with a small duffel bag. “Hey guys, how’s it going?” Ellie says, setting her bag down in the kitchen. “Not bad.” I reply. “You ready for this thing?” Ellie asks. “Oh yeah. Adam and I got all the shopping taken care of, so we are set for this.” I say. “Sweet. Where should we put our bags?” Ellie asks. “I don’t know. We only have the two bedrooms and one couch, so someone will either have to be on the floor or sharing a bed.” I reply. “I figured. It’s no problem.” Ellie says. “I’ll just leave it here for now.” “Sounds good.” I say. I grin, noticing that Adam and Kay haven’t said anything yet. “C’mon you two, why so quiet?” I tease. “Oh shut it.” Kay says, annoyed. Ellie gives her a dirty look, and Kay goes quiet. “I am so looking forward to this.” I say evilly. “Well you better look forward to the end of the weekend when you have to pick new rules out of the hat. I have been racking my brain for good ones. So just you wait.” Kay responds. “Whatever. I don’t care about that at all.” I say, trying to hide my fear. “Ok, enough bickering you two.” Ellie says. “Let’s go get you changed Kay.” “What?! Why do I have to go first?” Kay asks angrily. “Because you are the biggest whiner.” Ellie responds, smiling a little. Kay rolls her eyes. “Hmph. Am not.” “See?” Ellie responds. “Whatever.” Kay says, a little embarrassed. “Well I still get to pick out Mike’s outfit first then.” Kay says, clearly trying to delay for as long as possible. “Fine. Go pick one out.” Ellie says, exasperated. Kay happily walks to my bedroom, grinning at me as she goes past. “You only have five minutes though!” Ellie adds as Kay leaves. “Fine!” Kay says as she shuts the door behind her. Ellie and I exchange a look. “Looking good by the way.” Ellie says, nodding at me. It’s then that I remember that all I am wearing is the diaper. I blush. “Thanks… I guess.” I respond. “I mean, your body, not the… uhh.” Ellie tries to cover. “You’ve kept up my workout routine. That’s all I’m getting at.” I laugh. “Yeah I figured that’s what you meant.” I go and sit down on the couch and turn on the tv. Ellie and Adam talk in the kitchen for a minute, and eventually, more than five minutes later, Kay comes back out. “Ok guys, I think you are going to love it.” She says, holding something behind her back. “Just show it.” I say, annoyed. “Fine fine.” Kay says, eagerly holding up the outfit. It is a soft white t-shirt with a large image of a cartoonish wet diaper on the front, but as I look closer, I see that the t-shirt is more of a belly shirt, clearly designed to come down just above the bellybutton. She is also carrying a baby blue piece of fabric that looks very thick. “It’s a wet diaper belly shirt, and some sort of thick cloth-diaper-cover-thing. And the perfect color for our little baby.” Kay is grinning. “But this is the best part.” She says, holding up a pacifier with a long clip hanging from it. “A pacifier! With a clip for your shirt!” Kay laughs. “Where did this even come from Adam?” I close my eyes. “My god. What an awful outfit.” I think to myself. “But it’ll be worth it to see her in wet diapers just like me.” “Wow.” Ellie says, clearly surprised. “That. Is… something else.” “Just.. let’s get this over with.” I say. “Alright then baby boy!” Kay says, walking over with the clothes. “Hold your horses there Kay.” Ellie says. “I’ll do the dressing, understood?” “What? But I picked it out!” Kay responds, clearly disappointed. “I don’t care, I am in charge for the weekend.” Ellie responds. “I can put it on myself, you know.” I say, a little annoyed. “I don’t care, I am in charge for the weekend.” Ellie says again. “But—” Kay and I both start to argue. “I am in charge for the weekend.” Ellie says again, more firmly. “Stop arguing and just do what she says.” Adam finally says. “Fine.” Kay and I both say. “Good. Now Mike, arms up.” Ellie says, grabbing the outfit from Kay. I do as told, and a few moments later, the humiliating belly shirt is on. The shirt leaves everything visible, not even coming down to the belly button. Then Ellie grabs the diaper cover. I step into it and Ellie slides it up, covering the disposable diaper. Thankfully, the diaper is covered, but it is still so obvious what I am wearing, and the added thickness of the cover means that my walk is about to turn into a full-blown waddle. Finally, Ellie clips the pacifier onto the shirt, letting it hang down like a humiliating necklace. I am red in the face as Ellie stands back to admire her handiwork. “Well Kay, it is quite the outfit.” Ellie says. Kay can barely contain her laughter. “I was so happy when I found that pacifier. It’s so big too!” “Alright enough.” I say, my face reddening even more. “Ellie, it’s time for Kay to get diapered.” “I couldn’t have said it better.” Ellie says. “C’mon Kay.” Kay tries her best to argue, but Ellie is having none of it as she drags Kay to my bedroom. I follow along, but as Ellie gets there, she turns to me. “I think we will have some privacy for the first change.” Ellie says. “What?!” I respond angrily. “I didn’t get any!” “I know, but… just… have a little courtesy, she doesn’t have to let me do this.” Ellie responds. I sigh. “Fine. Fine.” I say, turning and waddling back to the living room. Ellie closes the door. “You aren’t going to watch?” Adam asks. “Ellie says she gets privacy for the first change.” I respond, disappointed. Adam sighs in relief. “Well thank goodness for that.” “I didn’t get privacy for my first change!” I say, annoyed. “Yeah, well… We were all kind of drunk, so..” Adam says. “That doesn’t mean anything!” I say. “Just remember Mike. We are doing this because we are your friends. Neither of us have to.” Adam says. “If we didn’t want to do it, like, really really didn’t want to, then there’s nothing you could do to make us. So enough with the pointed jabs and stuff, ok?” I sigh. “I know. Fine. I’ll try and be nicer. It’s just, Kay hasn’t exactly been nice to me during all of this, so it’s nice to see her down a peg or two.” “I know. Kay has been a jerk. You can say it. Ellie and I are working on her. Trust me.” Adam responds. It’s at this moment that we hear some shouting from my bedroom. Mostly unintelligible, but occasionally, as clear as day, we can hear Kay shouting “No! No way!” I get up and walk closer to the bedroom to hear, but by the time I do, the yelling has stopped. From outside the door, I can’ t make out individual words now, but Ellie is clearly talking slowly and deliberately. After a few moments of silence I hear some light movement, and then clear as day, Ellie saying, “There. That wasn’t so hard. Let’s go.” I quickly run back to the living room, not wanting to get caught snooping. I hear the door open and Ellie walks in smiling, she is blocking the hallway, preventing us from seeing Kay, then she opens her mouth “Ok! Ladies and gentlemen!” She says, as if she were a gameshow host. “I present to you! Baby Kay!” Then Ellie turns to the side, and holds her arms out, showing us Kay. Adam and I immediately start laughing. Ellie has dressed Kay up in a onesie! “I hate this.” Kay says, humiliated, but smiling in good sport. The onesie is a soft yellow color with no designs, but just the word “CUTIE” written across the chest. It was obvious as well that Ellie had made Kay remove her bra. With Kay’s small stature, it makes her look ridiculously like a baby girl. The diaper is clearly apparent through the soft, slightly see-through fabric of the onesie, and Kay’s legs are forced apart by the thickness. I felt a stirring inside my diaper at the sight. She was so cute! After a few more moments of Adam and I laughing, we start to die down. That’s when Kay finally tries to walk into the living room. Then the laughing starts all over again. Kay is so clearly uncomfortable wearing the diaper, and the thickness of the diaper makes her waddle so much worse than I’ve had to. That, and seeing bratty Kay humiliated in such a way makes me so happy. Kay turns bright red again as she sits on the couch next to me, grabbing a blanket to cover up. “Laugh all you want Adam, you’re next!” Kay says, trying to regain some composure. “Alright alright.” Adam says, still laughing a bit. “C’mon Ellie, let’s get this over with.” Adam stands up and walks to the bedroom. Ellie follows along, and we hear the door close behind them. Kay and I sit in silence for a few moments, just watching the commercials on tv. Then Kay finally speaks up. “How do you wear these?” She asks. “What do you mean?” I say, confused. “I mean, this is so uncomfortable.” She says. “I can barely walk, and they are so loud, I can’t move without being reminded!” “Oh it’s not that bad. I got used to it pretty quick I guess.” I respond. “Honestly, at this point, I barely think about it.” “Really?” Kay responds, surprised. “That’s hard to believe.” “It’s true. Even when they’re wet, it’s like… I dunno. They’re fine. It’s mostly the same except they are warmer.” I say, trying to explain the feeling more. “Oh don’t even start with me on that.” Kay says, scrunching her face. “I am not looking forward to that at all.” “Yeah…” I say. “It’s really hard to actually… go… in them. At least at first.” “At first?” Kay responds. “Yeah. I mean, at first I had to work really hard to go in them, but now, I can do it whenever. It’s actually not that bad.” I say. “I barely think about it anymore.” “That’s crazy!” Kay says. “it’s only been like… A week!” “Well trust me, it gets easier.” I say. “And it’s not all bad. The feeling of getting a fresh one on after being in a wet or messy one for a while is the best feeling in the world.” After I say that, I blush, realizing what I just said. “I mean… Not like I like them… It’s just… Well, you know.” “I’ll take your word for it I think.” Kay says. “The fabric on this onesie is really soft though, so at least that’s something.” “Yeah. All the stuff is really soft. Even the diapers aren’t too bad. Some of the other ones with designs are like… the softest things.” I say. “By the way, what kind did Ellie give you?” “Kind of what?” Kay asks. “The diaper. What kind?” “Oh. I don’t know.” She says. “Can I see?” I ask. Kay blushes. “I guess it’s only fair.” Then she lifts the blanket off and undoes the snaps on the bottom of the onesie. She lifts up the flaps, revealing a very thick pink diaper. “Hmm. I don’t think I’ve had that one yet.” I say. I hadn’t even realized that they’d gotten me such… girly diapers. Kay quickly pulls the onesie back down and does the snaps. “Huh. I guess there are quite a few kinds back there.” “Yeah. It seems like my entire closet is now just a place for diapers and weird outfits.” I respond. “No kidding. It’s floor to ceiling in there.” “I wonder what Adam will be wearing.” I respond, imagining it in my head. Kay laughs. “It’ll be quite a sight, I’m sure.” We both laugh. We keep talking for a few minutes, then we hear the door open, and Ellie walks in, again blocking the doorway. “You ready to meet the new Adam?” Ellie says excitedly. “So ready!” I say. “Then here he is!” Ellie says, moving aside to reveal Adam in all his glory. Adam is wearing a pair of jean shortalls, with a soft striped onesie on underneath. Compared to our outfits, Adam’s is quite modest, hiding the diaper, except for telltale bulges in certain parts. “What?” Kay says, disappointed. “That’s hardly even babyish at all!” “Yeah!” I say, echoing Kay’s sentiment. “Well, Adam wasn’t as babyish as you were, Kay, so I let him pick his out himself.” Ellie says. “From a few options I picked of course.” “That is so unfair!” Kay responds. “Well” Adam says. “Maybe if you behaved like an adult, you would get to pick your outfit!” “Humph.” Kay says, crossing her arms in disappointment. “What kind of diaper is it?” I ask. “It’s the same kind that Kay has on.” Ellie responds. “Nice.” I say, smiling. At least that was different. Adam and Kay had girly pink diapers. At least mine was just plain white. Adam walks over and sits down on the couch next to Kay and I. That is when Ellie let’s out a strange squeal of delight. We all look at her, confused. “Aww! All of my diaper friends together on the couch!” She says, “So cute!” I can feel as all three of us blush in embarrassment. “C’mon Ellie… Enough of that.” Adam says, his cheeks flushing. “Sorry, it’s just adorable.” Ellie says, sitting on the recliner. “Sure sure.” Adam says. “Now that all of that business is taken care of, let’s start the weekend!” Hey everyone! Thanks for reading, as always. I love to hear from you, so let me know what you think! Hopefully, I'll be able to find some time during these crazy weeks to actually get this story finished. Anyway, stay safe!

“Listen Adam! It was too uncomfortable!” I protest as Adam pushes me towards my bedroom, ripping the towel from my waist. Adam ignores me. He motions for me to lay on the bed to get ready for a change. I lay down. I see Adam fumbling around with one of the diaper boxes. I hear a package being ripped open and soon he is walking towards my bed with a diaper behind his back. I gulp, and try to protest again. “Adam. Please, you have to understand.” I say. “Shh.” He responds. “I am just going to get you changed for now, ok?” I nod. I had to be careful now, and try not to push Adam any further. “Ok fine.” Adam instructs me to lift up my butt. I do as told and he slides the diaper underneath me. It looks slightly different from the ones I had worn before, but I don’t say anything. Adam wipes lotion on me and then powders me up. He quickly tapes the diaper up and I go to sit upright. This diaper is definitely thicker than the others. It is plain white, with a rather clinical feel, but the amount of padding is staggering. As I sit up, Adam gently pushes me back down. “ah ah.” He says. “Not quite finished. Lift up again.” “What, why?” I ask nervously. “Because that diaper isn’t going to hold anything in it’s current state.” He grins. I look down at the diaper again. It’s ripped! All over, the plastic is ripped in various places. “What the-?” I begin. “Lift up, I’ll just put another one on.” Adam grins again, holding up a second diaper. “Ugh!” I yell in frustration. “Adam!” “Just lift your butt, Mike.” He says again, more forcefully. I do as told, knowing it won’t end well if I disobey again. Adam slides the second diaper underneath, and then tapes that one up. I can already tell that walking is going to be difficult with all of this padding on. “Ok. Done. You can get up now.” Adam says. I sit upright and look at the massive object between my legs. Unlike the inner diaper, the outer one has designs on it. It is light blue with little rubber ducks all over it from front to back. I stand up, and realize that walking normally is out of the question. I try and push my legs together, but the mass of padding makes it impossible to close my thighs. I sigh. So, this is Adam’s punishment. I hear Adam snicker, but ignore it as I go to walk out of the bedroom. “Hey wait!” Adam says. “You forgot your outfit.” I sigh and stop. “Whatever, just… get it over with.” I say. Adam goes back to the closet and comes back with a shirt. The design perfectly matches the diaper. Light blue with little rubber duckies all over it. I sigh and hold my hands out. Adam slips it on and pulls it down. The shirt is embarrassingly short, and doesn’t quite reach my bellybutton, leaving my diaper completely exposed, as well as a few inches of skin. Adam stands back and laughs. “Oh man, this is the best one yet!” He says, stifling laughter. “Just wait until Ellie and Kay see this. “Oh shu… nevermind.” I say, thinking better of saying anything else and waddling out to the living room. I sit on the couch, my legs awkwardly splayed because of the double diaper. A few minutes later, Adam walks out as well. “Ellie and Kay will be here soon. I texted them already.” Adam says. He walks into the kitchen and grabs a glass, filling it with water. He walks back over and sets it down next to me. I look at him confused. “Drink it.” He says. “That diaper won’t fill itself.” I blush, but take the glass. I already was a little thirsty, and at this point it’s probably best not to argue. I turn on the tv, sipping the water. The sound of the tv covers up what would have been a long awkward silence between Adam and I. Adam is clearly unhappy, and I’m sure Adam can tell how upset I am as well. Twenty minutes pass. After I finish the glass of water, Adam fills it up again and gives it back to me without a word. I sip again, and just then, there is a knock on the door. Adam gets up and walks over. He opens the door. Kay and Ellie walk in. I look over, nodding my head in greeting. Kay has a sly smile on her face, and Ellie looks the same as always, no discernable expression at all. “Hey Mike.” Ellie says, waving. “Hey.” I reply. Kay walks over and stands in front of the tv proudly, like she had won some sort of competition. “Well well…” She starts, “looks like you went and broke the rules again. Tsk tsk.” I glare at her. “Well… If SOMEONE had been around, maybe there wouldn’t have been an issue.” I respond, turning my icy gaze back on Adam. “You knew I was going to be gone!” Adam defends, “And yet—” But Ellie interrupts him. “Ok guys hold on. Let’s just calm down a bit and figure this out, ok?” Ellie’s voice is slightly raised, as if to signify that this is a serious matter and we shouldn’t immediately be arguing. Adam looks at Ellie and opens his mouth to continue arguing, but apparently thinks better of it and sits down. Kay looks at Ellie as well and shrugs. “We can talk it out, but it seems pretty obvious to me. Mike broke the rules. That’s it.” Kay says. “Hey! I—” I begin to say. “Shh!” Ellie says forcefully, stopping me before I begin. “We will talk it out, ok? It seems to me like some stuff went wrong and we have to talk it out, so let’s just stay calm ok?” I nod, but cross my arms in frustration. Kay shrugs again, but sits down. “Fine by me.” She says. “Good.” Ellie says. She then goes to the kitchen and grabs a dining chair. She sets it in front of the couch and sits down, facing Adam, Kay and I all on the couch. Then Ellie takes a breath and begins. “Ok, first I want to start by apologizing.” Ellie says. She looks directly at me. I blush, trying to meet her strong gaze. “Mike, I should have paid more attention when you asked me for a change. I was at work when you texted me, and I didn’t realize how unfair I was being, so I apologize.” I stare at Ellie, stunned. “Oh. Um. Yeah. Ok. Well thanks Ellie, I appreciate it. It wasn’t your fault though, you were actually busy, being at work and all.” I respond. “Well thank you for accepting my apology.” Ellie says very formally. “Now, I want to address the problem that we have right now. A lack of responsibility. Mike is being a perfectly good sport considering everything that has happened since this all started, and we have not given him the respect he deserves.” Ellie’s speech has Adam and Kay’s mouth dropped wide open in surprise. Ellie continues, “We told him that he could no longer ask for diaper changes, but now, the people that need to be checking him are not doing a good enough job, which is leading to him being very uncomfortable. Does that seem accurate Mike?” She asks. “Umm…” I pause, embarrassed to be talking about diaper changes and checks so nonchalantly. “Well, yeah. It is really uncomfortable when I um… Well… You know.” I say. “Mess yourself?” Ellie says flatly. Kay giggles. I feel my face go even more red as I nod, shutting my eyes with embarrassment. “Exactly.” Ellie says. “So the problem is that it seems that you two, Adam and Kay, are not sympathizing with Mike’s situation enough.” Ellie says, looking very stern. “Wait a second!” Adam says, finally breaking his silence. “I wasn’t even here!” “Yeah! Me neither!” Kay says. “Kay, can I see your phone?” Ellie says, almost threateningly. “What? Why?” Kay asks, instinctively putting her hand over her pocket. “Give it here. I want to read a few texts.” Ellie responds. Kay gulps. “Why should I give it to you?” She says defensively. “Give it to me.” Ellie says, her voice dropping an octave. Kay looks down and pulls her phone out of her pocket. She silently hands it to Ellie. “Thank you.” Ellie says. “I will now read aloud a few text messages between Adam and Kay.” I look at the two of them, but neither returns my gaze. Ellie begins. “Adam: Hey Kay, want to grab some lunch? Kay: I dunno, feeling kinda tired. Why? Adam: Well Mike has been begging me to come home, and I really don’t want to deal with what he will have waiting for me Kay: What do you mean? Adam: Sounds like baby is about to go boom-boom Kay: LOL that is hilarious! Yeah sure, we can grab some lunch. I wouldn’t want to deal with that either. Mike can sit in it all day for all I care. Adam: Awesome, I’ll be by to pick you up in half an hour.” Ellie finishes. Kay and Adam are looking in any direction except at me. They are very clearly ashamed of that conversation. Fury has overtaken me. They knew? And wanted me to be like that? I stand up, ready to unleash all the anger I have inside me on the two of them, but Ellie stands up first, continuing to put out an air of pure confidence. “So, obviously, a complete lack of respect there.” Ellie starts again, “Adam. You showed a complete lack of respect for your friend, and Kay, you played right into it.” Ellie looks at them, a look of pure disappointment on her face. “You two seem to forget that we are all friends here. So here is my suggestion. Today is Thursday, and I think that on Friday night, you both need to experience what Mike is going through, so both of you will be put in diapers until Sunday night. We—” “WHAT?!” Adam and Kay yell in unison. I start laughing. “Absolutely not.” Kay says, standing up and walking to the kitchen in disgust. “Yeah no way.” Adam says, sinking into the couch deeper. “Oh man!” I say, laughing, “Ellie, you are a genius.” Ellie raises her voice a bit. “We will all stay here for the weekend, partying and having a fun time, but Kay and Adam will abide by all of the rules set down for Mike, and after we are done, we can sit down and talk about how to deal with Mike’s situation going forward.” “There is no way I am agreeing to this.” Adam says. “Mike broke the biggest rule. He changed himself. That’s it for me. He broke the rule.” Ellie nods. “That is true. Mike did break the rule.” Ellie turns to me. “How about this, if you guys do as told this weekend and stay diapered, Mike will agree to add one more rule from the hat, since he did technically break the rule. Does that sound ok to you, Mike?” Ellie asks. I think about it for a while. There is nothing that I would love to see more than those two in diapers just like me, but was it worth the risk of another pick out of the hat? The answer is yes. “I can agree to that.” I say, trying to hide my excitement. Ellie looks at Adam. “After what you put him through, it only seems fair to me.” Ellie says. “What about you?” Adam says. “You should wear them too.” “If Mike wants me too, I will.” Ellie says plainly. Kay and Adam look at her shocked, then all three of them look at me. I look at Ellie surprised. “Well…” I begin. “Hmm. Well you weren’t really to blame for all this, so… as much as I want to see you…” I blush, an image of big strong Ellie wearing a soft white diaper. I feel my dick stir a little, then I break back to reality. “No. You don’t have to wear them Ellie.” I say. “You have been really good about everything so far. I think that just Adam and Kay should do it. They should know what it feels like sitting in one of these.” I look back at Adam angrily. “I can’t believe you just abandoned me like that.” Adam takes a deep long sigh, clearly still ashamed of his actions. He rubs his temples. “Fine.” He says, a long pause afterwards. “I’ll do it, but only if Kay and I are the only ones that can put stuff in the hat.” Adam says. “And no one tells anyone else about it. Ever. Ever ever.” “Fine by me.” I say quickly. Ellie nods happily. “Well I’m definitely still not doing it.” Kay says, walking to the kitchen angrily. “There is no way I am putting a diaper on. Mike is the one who should be in trouble. Not me!” Ellie stands up and walks over to Kay. Her presence in the room seems to turn darker, and all of a sudden, the difference in height between Ellie and Kay seems to be bigger than ever. Ellie’s strong, powerful figure compared to Kay’s slight frame is stark. “You should be the one most in trouble.” Ellie says. Her voice is as stern as ever, looking down at Kay, “You should know better than any of us what Mike is going through, since you were always the one that lost the bets before. Did you learn nothing from when you had to wear those butt plugs? Or going commando? Remember that? I bet you appreciated what kind of sympathies we showed you, and you clearly have no sympathy towards Mike.” Kay shrinks away from Ellie, “Yeah well maybe I finally get to be the one in charge for these things!” Ellie keeps advancing on Kay. “Kay,” Ellie says, “You will agree to this. End of story. You need to learn what Mike is going through.” Kay gulps, clearly too afraid to argue, but too proud to admit defeat. “Well…” She stammers. “Ok, but just for the weekend. And Mike isn’t allowed to make fun of us about it during the weekend or any time after.” She says. “Fine by me.” I say. “And… and I get to pick out Mike’s outfits during the weekend.” Kay says. “And Mike has to take two things from the hat!” “Sure.” I respond, shrugging. Seeing Kay so flustered was already worth the extra rule. “and… and…” Kay tries to keep going, still trying to bargain her way out of the situation, but Ellie interrupts again before Kay can add more conditions. “Good, then we are set.” Ellie says. “Kay and I will come over on Friday, at which point, the two of you will be padded up by me. I will be responsible for all changes. Ok?” I nod. “No complaints from me.” I say. Adam sighs again. “Yep.” Is all he says. Kay just nods as Ellie’s gaze turns back to her. “Good.” Ellie says. “Then it’s decided.” Ellie smiles happily and sits down. “I’m glad we got that sorted out.

It is Kinsters-corner on deviantart. That is pretty much the most up to date version of the story, but it is also unedited.

There should be an update soon, and there is a version up on deviantart, but it is a different much older version that features male characters only. I do quite a bit of editing to it each time I post.

Hey everyone! Long delay here. Had some stuff come up in the personal life, but it's all good now. Unfortunately, it's a busy time of year for me, so updates may be less frequent for a bit, but I have a lot of this story written already, it's just a matter of me finding time to edit and proofread really. Hope you enjoy! DISCLAIMER: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MESSING. The next morning, I wake up groggily. After that nightmare, I kept tossing and turning. That, plus the strange feeling of wearing these super thick diapers and onesie kept me up. I stand up and rub my eyes. I walk over to the mirror in my room and look at myself. I sigh at the strange version of me staring back. My hair is completely messed up from the night, and there are dark circles under my eyes. From the neck up, I would look completely normal, if a little tired, from the neck down though… it’s a different story. The tight red onesie grips around me tightly, and the thick diaper is stretching out the fabric quite a bit. The onesie fits my figure perfectly, accentuating each curve of my body and each ruffle of the diaper. Without thinking about it too much, I start to pee in the diaper. I can feel the onesie tighten around the diaper as it tries to expand against the fabric. The diaper is now getting to be quite soggy, and the onesie does not help the feeling, as it holds the warm squishiness right up against my skin. I finish peeing and walk out into the living room. There, Adam is already up, and it looks like he has already showered and is ready for the day. He has clearly dressed up for something, wearing a pair of form-fitting black pants and a stylish white button down. “Morning!” Adam says cheerily. The television is on, playing some morning talk show, and Adam has his laptop open in front of him. “Mmh.” I mumble, my grated voice giving away my lack of sleep. Adam laughs. “Well that’s quite a greeting.” “Yeah whatever.” I manage to say. I rub the sleep from my eyes. I sit down next to him. The diaper squishes awkwardly as I do, but I take little notice. Adam shakes his head. “Well you seem a little… well.. Cranky.” He says, his mouth giving away a wry smile. “Oh shut it. I didn’t sleep well.” I respond, a little terse. Adam turns back to his laptop again, still smiling. “Well, aren’t you going to ask me why I am so dressed up?” “Sure.” I say, trying to watch the tv. I rub my eyes again, trying to get some gunk out of them. Adam sighs. “Wow. You really didn’t sleep well, huh?” “Yeah not really.” I say. “Well… Anyway. I am dressed up because I am going to go and interview for that summer job I was talking about way back when!” Adam says excitedly. “It would look so good on my resume after I graduate.” Adam continues to talk about the job that he is interviewing for a few minutes, describing it in heavy detail, but in my tired state, I end up just nodding and saying ‘oh wow’ half-heartedly every few seconds. After what seems like ages, I finally tune back in. “-so I’ll probably be gone until this afternoon. Is that ok?” He says. “Yeah, that’s fine.” I respond. “Awesome. So, I’ll change you real quick before I go.” Adam says. “Sounds good.” I respond. I pause, surprised at how automatic my response was to such a humiliating statement. “Ok then, c’mon. I really have to get going.” He says, “Right now?” I say, surprised. “Weren’t you listening?” Adam says. “Yeah, of course it’s… Oh never mind. Let’s get this done then.” I say. I stand up and let Adam lead me back to my bedroom. I stand patiently as he unbuttons the onesie and pulls it off. I lay back on the bed and allow Adam to change my diaper. He tosses the wet one in my new diaper pail and wipes me up. He grabs another of the same kind, quickly rubs some lotion in, powders me up, and then tapes the diaper up. I sit up, thankful for the feeling of a dry diaper. I stand up. “Ok. You heading out then?” I ask. “Yeah in just a sec. Gotta get you dressed first.” Adam says. “Oh come on Adam…” I respond, “I don’t want to wear any of that crap. What if I want to go out while you are gone?” Adam smirks. “I have a feeling you won’t. You look like you are going to go and take a nap as soon as I step out of that door.” I grimace at the word nap. Such a babyish term. “Come on Adam…” I try and reason with him. Adam is having none of it as he pulls a plain blue romper out of my dresser. It has a few snaps on the bottom and is made of the same fabric as the onesie. “How about this one?” He says. “No designs, and if you absolutely need to go out, you can just put some shorts on! No one would even know.” I open my mouth to protest, but Adam actually makes a good point. Plus, if I let him put it on me, it’ll keep him happy, which is probably for the better. “Fine, just…. Whatever.” I say. “Good.” Adam says, pleased. He opens up the romper and pulls it over my head. He pulls it down on top of the diaper and snaps it on. The romper feels strange around my thighs, like I am wearing strange short-shorts or something. Adam stands back and admires it. “It’s great.” He says. “And if you put shorts on, it would look like you are just wearing a tucked in blue shirt! No one would be the wiser.” “I guess so..” I say doubtfully. “But hey. Only put on shorts if you are going out ok?” He says. “Yeah fine, whatever.” I respond. “Good. Now. I have to go, so I’ll see you this afternoon.” Adam says, and he hurries out the door. With that, I am left alone in the apartment. The tv still sounds from the other room. I walk back to the living room, and my stomach gurgles in hunger. I go to the fridge and grab the makings for a full breakfast. Eggs, bacon and bread for toast. I get cooking and the smell fills the apartment. As I cook, it almost feels normal, like it’s just any other day. The only thing that feels off is the bulk between my legs, but I can feel that I am really getting used to it. I finish making the meal and take a plate out to the living room. I turn on the tv and dig in. As I finish my plate, I sit back happily on the couch, rubbing my full belly. I set the plate down on the coffee table and lay down sideways on the couch. I look at the clock. 10am. I feel myself start to yawn. I relax, and soon, I am drifting to sleep. I wake up to the sound of an infomercial for a vacuum cleaner on the tv. I sit up and glance at the clock. Already well into the afternoon. I rub my eyes and yawn. My stomach gurgles slightly. I pay it little attention. I get up and grab a glass of water from the kitchen. As I gulp it down, I realize just how thirsty I am. I grab a second glass of water and drink that as well. I fill it up one more time and walk back to the living room, setting the glass on the table in front of me. I look at the tv. “No reason to watch this.” I think to myself. I change the channel to a reality courtroom show. I grab my phone and start browsing. After a few minutes, my stomach gurgles again. Uh-oh. I quickly sit up. Cramps have started to set in. I try and think back to the last time I went number two. It’s been at least two days. The cramps hit again. I wince and hold it in. I look at the clock again. Adam had said he’d be back sometime this afternoon, and it’s already the afternoon. Where was he? I grab my phone and send Adam a text, trying to sound normal. “Hey man, when are you going to get back?” I say. I sit back on the couch. It takes a minute, but eventually, I hear my phone buzz. “I’ll be back in about an hour.” Adam responds. “Sweet. See you soon then.” I respond. I sit back on the couch. An hour. Not too bad. I can hold off until then. I go back to watching tv, ignoring the cramps that get worse and worse as time passes. As the cramps worsen, I find it harder to pay attention to the tv. I groan loudly in frustration as my stomach gurgles again. I stand up. ‘Maybe if I pee, that will help.’ I think to myself. I start to pee in the diaper, which quickly absorbs it all. As I pee, some pressure is lifted, but it only lasts a brief moment as the cramps set in again. Somehow, the urge to let loose has only become stronger, as if peeing has triggered my bowels into moving as well. I groan and double over, holding it in as best I can. I try and focus on watching the tv, but my body isn’t letting me, as wave after wave of cramps hit me. I glance at the clock. It’s been 45 minutes since I texted Adam. He should be home in fifteen minutes. I groan. This mess is coming soon, and there’s nothing I can do to stop it. I start to think to myself, “fifteen minutes in a messy diaper isn’t that bad…” Another cramp hits me. Fine. I am just delaying the inevitable. At least this way, Adam won’t be around to actually see me do what I am about to do. I stand up again, and squat down a little bit, pushing with all my might. Immediately, a large amount of mush explodes into the back of my diaper loudly. The sense of relief at not having to hold it in is immense, but it doesn’t last long, as more makes its way out. Even though I am alone in the apartment, I feel my face turn beet red as I continue to force more into the diaper. I feel the back of the diaper expand and I feel the entire thing tighten around me as I let loose. I feel my bladder helplessly empty some more pee into the diaper as well. The mush starts to press up against my butt, squeezing into every crevice. After what seems like ages, it finally stops. Without moving much, I try and examine the damage. I take my hand and lightly feel the back of the diaper. Even through the soft cloth of the romper, I can tell that there is quite a large lump in the back of the diaper. I am still squatting slightly, not daring to move as any movement will squish the massive mess in the back of the diaper further into my skin. I sigh, relieved and humiliated at the same time. I glance up at the clock. Almost no time has passed. Still fifteen minutes or so before Adam gets back. I sigh again. I can’t stay squated like this the whole time until he gets back. My legs are starting to get tired of being in this position. I am going to have to move around. After a minute of contemplation, I grit my teeth and stand up straight. The mess awkwardly squishes down the back of the diaper. I shudder in disgust. That’s when I hear my phone buzz again. It’s Adam. “Hey man, I decided to grab some lunch with Kay since she was out in this area. It’ll be another hour at least.” He says. I stare at the message in shock. An hour?! No. No way. I text back. “Dude. You said you would be back!” I respond, still trying not to give away the situation. My phone quickly buzzes again. “No big deal man. I’m just running late is all.” I sigh. No point hiding it now. “Well.. I kind of need some help here.” I respond. “It can’t wait an hour?” Adam responds. I simply text back. “Number two.” My face is bright red as I hit send. “Ah, shit. Well we just got our food. I’ll try and hurry ok?” He responds. “C’mon! Don’t make me sit in this thing!” I respond. I wait a minute, Adam hasn’t responded. I text him back again. “Seriously dude, this is the worst!” and after another minute of silence, “Adam. I know you see these! Come back!” After another minute of silence, I angrily throw my phone down onto the couch. I glance at the clock. Another hour. Sitting around in this thing. I let out a long sigh. I glance at the tv again. There’s nothing for it now. I sit down on the couch. I grimace as the mess spreads further around the diaper, squishing into every available crevice. I grab the remote and start channel surfing. Anything to take my mind off of what happened. Unfortunately, it is the early afternoon, and nothing is on. I end up settling on a home makeover show, but it does nothing to distract me from the horrible feeling inside of my diaper. I grab my phone. Maybe Ellie is around. “Hey Ellie. Any chance you are free right now?” I text her. I set my phone down, praying for a response quickly. After a few minutes of silence, I text her a second time, deciding to tell her what I need her for and why it’s so urgent. “Tbh, Adam left today, and I just had a… well… number two, so I need a change. ASAP.” I text her again. This time, my phone buzzes quickly. I grab it. Ellie has responded. “You aren’t supposed to ask for changes. That was one of the rules.” She says. I feel my face go red with anger. How could she be so cruel? “Well this is kind of an emergency!” I respond. “Those are the rules though.” Ellie says. “Can you come over or not?” I respond. A minute passes. “I’m busy, sorry.” Is all she sends back. “Of course.” I text back, hoping she gets what I really mean: screw you. I slam my phone down on the table and look at the clock. It’s only been 20 minutes since Adam said he was late. I try and watch tv again, hoping to take my mind off of the diaper, but each tiny movement I make is a reminder of my repulsive humiliation, and the smell fills the air. How could my friends abandon me like this? I start fuming, writing angry texts only to delete them before sending. As I am doing this, my phone buzzes. It’s Adam. “Hey. Still at the restaurant. If you are that desperate, just go ask Mrs. Nance. I’m sure she would change you!” He says, using a few winking emoji at the end. “Screw you.” Is all I respond. Then I set my phone down. If they aren’t going to help me, I will help myself. I stand up and walk to my bedroom. I am changing myself now. If they aren’t around to change me when I need one, then I will change myself. That’s that. I angrily walk into my bedroom. I unsnap the romper and pull it off. The diaper immediately sags low as I take off the tight romper. I look at the diaper which is tinged a disgusting yellow-brown. I shudder. No way am I wiping myself up. I walk to the bathroom, deciding that I will just take a shower. I walk in and rip off the tapes. Being very careful not to spill any of the contents, I pull off the diaper and toss it. Then I quickly hop in the shower. The feeling of relief at not being in that disgusting diaper is immense. I let the water wash over me, rinsing away all of the bad feeling. I sigh, finally relaxing. I wash myself up, using soap to clean myself several times. After I feel that I am completely clean, I turn the water off. I step out of the shower and dry off. I wrap the towel around my waist and open the bathroom door. My mouth drops open as Adam is standing right in front of the door, looking as angry as I have ever seen him. He is on his phone, speaking slowly and calmly. “-yes, he did. I think both you and Kay should head over here right now. We are going to have to pick some new rules and punishments.” He says ominously. I feel a lump in my throat form. “Uh-oh.”

I head out to the living room and sit down on the couch. Adam, Kay, and Ellie all stay in the bedroom and finish unpacking. The soft fabric of the onesie feels very strange against my skin, a completely new feeling. It’s nothing compared to the bulk of these new diapers. They force a slight waddle, and there is nothing I can do about it. No amount of pressing my legs together will hide the enormous new diapers completely. That’s when I remember, school is going to start again in a few days… I groan audibly. How am I going to be able to hide this? When I’m walking to class, it’ll be so embarrassing! What if I have to pee? Or even worse... Number two? These thoughts go through my head as I sit on the couch, dreading the future. Eventually, the others finish unpacking all of the new supplies. I go back and check out the room. I can feel them all staring, amused at the outfit I’m wearing, but I just want to make sure they didn’t mess up my room too much. The boxes have all been taken down to be recycled, and my room looks completely normal again. I open my closet and gasp at the wall of diapers staring back at me. Packs and packs of diapers, stacked up from the floor. I then realize how many different kinds Adam got. Most of the packages are plain white, but there are several in there that look very… colorful. I groan. “I think you ordered too many, Adam” I say. “There’s no way I will ever use this many.” “Maybe not...” Adam says, grinning. “I think you’d be surprised though. It’s ok. I didn’t even pay for them, so it’s not a worry. Now come here, I want to check your diaper.” “Didn’t pay?” I ask, curiously. “What do you mean?” “I said, come here, I want to check your diaper.” Adam says, ignoring my question. I look over at Adam surprised. “Dude. It’s been, like… Fifteen minutes.” I say. “I said. Come here. I want. To check. Your DIAPER.” Adam repeats. He has a very serious look on his face. Kay and Ellie are both looking very serious as well. Rather than risk anything, I just sigh and walk over. It’s better to just accept the humiliation quickly and get it over with at this point. Don’t want to risk anything more. Adam reaches down to my shortalls and sticks a finger into the leg. “Dang. I can’t really check him with this on.” Adam says. “There’s a flap in the back you know.” Kay chimes in happily. I blush as I realize she’s right, and before I can object, Adam has undone the two large buttons that hold the flap up, and I feel his hand down to the snaps of the onesie. “Hey!” I say. “Shush. I’m checking you. Better get used to it.” Adam says. I hear the snaps of the onesie coming undone and then I feel his hand reach into the bottom of my diaper. He squeezes the padding against me several times. Seemingly drawing out my humiliating situation. I feel my face go hot with embarrassment as he does this. After a few seconds more, his hand withdraws. He snaps the onesie back into place, and then buttons up the butt flap. All three of them have huge grins on their faces. “Ok, you’re fine.” He says happily. “Yeah! I could’ve told you that.” I respond angrily. Then Adam looks at me seriously. “If you HAD told me that, you would be in trouble though. Remember, you are not to talk about the state of your diaper. Ever.” I blush, looking down at the floor. “I know, but you could at least try and be nice about it.” “Hey, that butt flap was pretty convenient, huh? Really makes diaper access easy, huh?” Kay chimes in, obviously trying to embarrass me again. I ignore her and look at Adam angrily again. “You could have at least warned me you were going to do that.” I say angrily. “Don’t complain Mike,” Ellie says. “Adam has helped you out a lot in the past few days. Changing you, getting all of this stuff settled. Even a messy diaper! You need to remember all he’s helped you with.” “I… I know..” I respond, looking at the floor dejectedly. “Good.” Ellie says. “Now come on, let’s go and play some Mario Kart or something.” With that, the situation is resolved. The four of us go and play Mario Kart for a while, and things seem back to normal. We have a several beers and as the evening sets in, Adam decides to order pizza. We sit and eat, laughing as if it’s any other night. A familiar feeling comes over me as we eat. A need to pee. I am sitting at the counter in the kitchen. Without much of a thought, I push a little and start peeing. Something is immediately apparent to me. This diaper is much thicker. In the old ones, it always seemed like they absorbed slowly, over time, and when I peed, it would splash against my skin. The pee would pool at the bottom of the diaper, absorbing slowly, and being very uncomfortable. But these new diapers… I barely felt the liquid against my skin before it was soaked up by them. The feeling was so much better, and as I wet, the diaper took it all immediately. Only a slight trickle against my skin as the warmth spread downwards. As soon as I finished, it was like nothing had ever happened. The diaper still felt pretty dry! The only difference I could feel was a pleasant warm feeling in my crotch. I started focusing on the feeling a little bit. It actually, felt… good? I could feel myself stiffen as— “Mike, you ok?” Ellie says, interrupting my train of thought. I snap back to reality. “Hey. Oh. Yeah. I’m fine.” I say, grabbing my beer and finishing it off, trying to pretend that nothing had happened. “Ok good. You had a weird look on your face.” Ellie responds. I feel my face go red. Then, as I look at her, I see the lightbulb go off in her head. She nods her head up as if she’s just realized, then Ellie peeks around the edge of the counter. Her eyes go straight down, staring at my crotch, covered with the diaper and a truly humiliating outfit. Ellie stands up and walks to me. I blush redder as I know what’s coming. She pulls on the buttons of my butt flap and I feel it come loose. “Stand up for me Mike.” Ellie orders. I obey. As I stand the flap falls open, hitting the back of my legs. She kneels down and reaches her hand to the onesie just like Adam did. Snap. He undoes the snaps on the onesie, and I see her smile when she reaches down to the now quite warm diaper. She squeezes it a few times, pressing it up against my skin. I look away, but immediately see Kay and Adam looking over at the scene as well. Ellie pulls her hand out, and stands back up, snapping everything back into place. “Well?” Adam asks. “He’ll be fine for now I think. Just a little wet.” Ellie responds. I blush again and sit back down. I grab another piece of pizza and go back to eating. “Won’t need a change quite yet.” Ellie finishes before going back to her chair. I hear Kay giggle and I see her lean over and whisper something into Adam’s ear. Adam smiles and nods at Kay. “Yeah I guess you’re right.” Adam says. “What was that?” I ask angrily at Adam, humiliated at the situation. “Nothing Mike, don’t worry about it.” Adam says. A small grin is growing on his face. It’s easy to see that he is trying to stop himself from laughing. Kay once again whispers something to Adam. I glare at Kay. “What.” I demand. “Alright Kay, that’s enough.” He says. The smile is still on his face, but Adam has now seen how angry I’m getting. “You don’t have to be mean.” Adam finishes. Kay gets a disappointed look on her face but goes back to eating. I stand up angrily. “What did she say?” I ask Adam. “Listen Mike, it’s no big deal.” Adam says, trying to calm down the situation. “What. Did she say?” I repeat, my voice firmer than before. “It was just something about how you looked a second ago. Don’t worry about it.” Adam says. I walk towards the hallway in a huff. If they weren’t going to tell me, then I would just go to my room. Adam looks at me and then Kay, with an exasperated look on his face. He raises his hands in defeated frustration. “It… ugh.” Adam sighs. “Kay, tell him what you said.” He says finally. I stop before I get to my room and look back, tapping my toes on the ground impatiently. “I’m listening.” I say. Kay sighs, clearly annoyed, and a little embarrassed. “It was how you looked. It was just really obvious that you were peeing.” Kay says. “What did you actually say Kay?” I respond. I was smarter than that. Kay groans, but then admits, “Fine! I said, ‘If he’s in class and does that, there’s no way people wouldn’t know that he just pissed himself’.” My face once again goes bright red with embarrassment. Was it really that obvious? I stare daggers at Kay. “Maybe next time, just keep your stupid mouth shut, Kay.” I say venomously. As soon as I say this, I realize how immature I sound. “Hey!” Ellie interjects. “That’s it. I’ve had enough from you two. C’mon Kay, apologize to Mike, and then we are going home. I can’t believe how childish you are both behaving.” There is a lengthy pause. I start to chuckle. The three of them look at me funny. I laugh a little harder. I speak up between laughs. “Wow Ellie… You sounded like my Mom!” I say between laughs. I hear Adam and Kay start to laugh as well. I see Ellie’s face go red with embarrassment. “Oh. Uh. Sorry. Heh. I guess… I was just…” She tries to explain but stops as she starts to laugh as well. Soon, all four of us are laughing. I walk back to the kitchen, the situation fully dissolved. “Hey, sorry I yelled.” I apologize. “Yeah, I guess I was being kind of mean too.” Kay admits. I notice that she didn’t say the word sorry. “Ok good then.” Adam says, just as I’m about to ask for a real apology. I close my mouth as Adam continues. “Because I am not going to let some stupid bet get in the way of us being friends. If we need to let it die, we let it die. I don’t want to have any fights with us because of this, ok?” The three of us nod in agreement. “Yeah. Good point Adam.” Ellie says. “But it is actually getting late, so we should probably get going.” “Yeah I guess.” Kay says. “Alright then. Don’t worry about the mess, I’ll clean it up.” Adam says. Shortly afterwards, we all say our goodbyes, and it’s just Adam and I again. I help him get the dishes squared away, and then yawn. “I guess I was getting kind of tired.” I admit. “I’ll probably head to bed.” “Ok. I’ll be up for a little bit yet.” Adam says. “You can take the shortalls off, but you should wear the onesie to bed, ok?” I sigh. I had hoped he might ignore the rule now that Kay and Ellie were gone but looks like he is sticking to it. “Alright I guess.” I say. I go and brush my teeth, wetting the diaper again as the sound of the faucet came on. Once again, the feeling is remarkable, but this time, the diaper takes slightly longer to absorb everything. I reach down and feel it for a few seconds, enjoying the feeling again. I then snap back to reality as I realize what I’m doing, and then go back to my room. I take the shortalls off and toss them in the laundry. Adam comes in. “I just want to check you before bed, ok?” He says. I blush again. “C’mon Adam… Do we really have to go through all this again?” “Yes.” He says simply. He walks over and unsnaps the onesie, before pulling it up to reveal the diaper underneath. It has sagged down a bit and there is a very clear yellow stain on the bottom of the diaper. “You know, this thing would probably hold quite a bit more.” Adam says. I look at him annoyed. “C’mon… I don’t want to sleep in this.” I say. “Yeah…” Adam says, sounding slightly disappointed. “Alright, I’ll change you, but tomorrow, I want to really test how long one of these will last you. Would be good to know.” He says. “Fine, whatever, just get me out of this, ok?” I ask. “Alright. Lie down then.” He says. I lay down on the bed, pulling the onesie up to my chest as I lay back. Adam grabs a new diaper, the same kind as before, plain white, with very thick padding. He also grabs the wipes, lotion and powder, and we go through the familiar act of a diaper change. By the time the new diaper is on, I am simply feeling grateful to Adam. I stand up after the new diaper is on me, and I start to button the onesie back on. “Ah ah.” Adam says. “I will do that.” “What?” I say, confused. “I don’t want you fooling around with the clothes that you have to wear, ok?” Adam says. “It’s just easier that way, ok?” “Easier how?” I ask, suspicious. “Just don’t, ok? If you are in the baby outfits, don’t mess with them. I am putting my foot down on this one, ok? You already took off the shortalls yourself, but I’ll let that slide this one time.” He says firmly. I groan. More rules. “Ugh…” I grumble for a second, wanting to protest. “Fine. Just, hurry up then.” Adam reaches down and does the rest of the buttons on the red onesie. I look in the mirror again, and sigh at my state. Even though the diaper is dry, the thickness of the padding forces my legs out, and poofs out the fabric of the onesie. I hadn’t realized it before, but the onesie really holds the diaper tight against me. The crotch of the onesie is quite low as well. Much more than with the old diapers. I realize that there is absolutely no way my normal pants will fit over these diapers. Also, the onesie hugs tight enough to me that almost every crease and crinkle in the diaper is clearly visible through the fabric. The trucks on the front of the onesie don’t help with any of this of course. Big blue and yellow trucks plastered across my chest. I look away from the mirror and go to my bed. I lay down and cover myself up, trying to hide my humiliation from the world. Adam is still in the room. He silently watched me the entire time, with a look somewhere between understanding and sly curiosity. “Ok. Well, night then I guess.” Adam says, shutting off the light. “Good night.” I say, shifting in my bed, trying to get used to this new bulk between my legs. Soon however, I am fast asleep. “Did you take out the garbage?” Adam asks. I look down at the giant garbage pail full of used wet and messy diapers in my room. It is seemingly overflowing with diapers. “No…” I respond. “Well… GO!” He responds. Suddenly I am outside, carrying a very full garbage bag. I look down at myself again. My clothes have disappeared. I am wearing only a diaper, and it is completely full! Pee drips down my knees, and I can feel a large bulk in the back of it, pressing up against me, forcing my knees apart, and sagging the diaper down to my thighs, then down to my knees, and even farther! Everything starts to get heavy. I can hardly walk! I see the dumpster up ahead, if only I could get there! I could get rid of all of these diapers! Suddenly, Adam walks up behind me. “Wow, couldn’t make it, huh.” He says, a disgusted look on his face. Each word is like a new weight I have to carry. “Well…. I guess you’ll be staying in these for a while longer.” Then, Kay and Ellie appear. Kay is laughing hysterically at my state, as I fall down on my hands and knees, crawling forward to desperately throw away all of these used diapers, but everything seems to weigh me down. Ellie looks at me disapprovingly. “You can’t even help with the chores.” Ellie says. “You really are shameful. You’ll be in diapers for a long time if you can’t do this.” Then more people show up. Mrs. Nance is there! I sit down on my butt, everything beneath me squishing loudly against me. I desperately try to drag the enormous garbage back to the dumpster, but it is doesn’t move at all. “Hey kiddo!” Mrs. Nance says. “oof, you made a big stinky didn’t you!” I drag myself along with all my might as more and more people show up, laughing at me and pointing. With each word, I can feel more weight added on. Each laugh, each person plugging their nose. My friends from high school! My teachers! Everyone here, laughing at me. I can no longer move, completely weighed down. I simply lay on the ground, and close my eyes, trying to block out the familiar voices. “Oh. This one needs to be in diapers forever…” Someone says. “And ever..” “And ever…” I sit up in bed with a gasp. Breathing heavily, I rub my eyes. Just a nightmare. I look at the clock. 3:15am. I sigh and lay back down, but now my heart is beating so fast, there is no way I’ll fall asleep right now. I get out of bed and walk to my door. In the dark, I can only see dim outlines as I walk through the house. I walk past Adam’s room and hear him snoring. I walk out to the kitchen and turn on the light. I blink a few times to get used to it. Rubbing my eyes again. After a few moments, I start to relax. What was that dream about again? I try and remember, but just like that, it’s gone from my mind. I grab a cup and turn on the faucet to get a glass of water. As soon as I hear the water flowing into the glass, I can feel how desperately I need to pee. All of that beer must have run right through me. I let loose, knowing it will be fine. As I pee, another strange thought goes through my head. I grab the glass of water I just poured and bring it to my lips. I start drinking, while at the same time, pee flows into my diaper. I smile at the thought as I polish off the entire glass in one go, water flowing in one end while out the other. After a few more moments, I finish peeing. Even after that veritable flood, the diaper seems hungry for more. I sigh peacefully, my heart rate finally returning to a normal level. I walk back to my room, feeling the warm diaper rub up against me with each step. As I lay back down in bed, I get another familiar feeling. The warmth of the diaper and the soft squishiness rubbing up against me has caused slight arousal. It’s only until this moment that I realize. I haven’t jerked off since I’ve been wearing these things. My hand slowly wanders down to my crotch. I reach my hand through the bottom of the diaper, to see if I could do it, but the way I have to stretch my hand, there’s no way it would work. Without taking off the diaper, there’s no way I can satisfy myself without taking it off. Plus, Adam doesn’t even want me messing around with the snaps on this onesie, so I can’t really reach down through the front of the diaper either. As I lay, contemplating my options, I realize that I have inadvertently started rubbing the outside of the diaper against myself. Through the onesie and the thick warm padding, I slowly rub harder and harder. I close my eyes at the feeling, trying to think of something besides the diaper that would be rubbing up against me, but I can’t seem to get diapers out of my mind. I then get a mental picture of what I must look like. Grown man, in a red onesie and thick wet diaper, rubbing himself in bed, desperately pressing the diaper up and down against himself... I sigh, disgusted with myself, and within moments, I have lost the urge entirely. Eventually, my thoughts return to normal things, and after a while, I fall asleep, once again at the mercy of my dreams and nightmares. Thanks everyone for all the wonderful comments and messages! Lots more to come!

There will be more coming! No worries, I actually have quite a bit of this story written out already!

I woke up to a pounding sensation in my head. Where was I? I opened my eyes and looked around. I must have blacked out. I examined the room I was in. It wasn’t my apartment, that’s for sure. I was in a king size bed with white sheets. The room around me was all white too. White walls, white furniture, there was even a picture frame that was just a bunch of shades of white. I sat upright in the bed. That’s when I noticed that I was wearing a diaper. It wasn’t the same one as last night. What was going on here? I also noticed that the diaper was wet. I pulled the sheets off of me, and looked down. I wasn’t wearing anything besides the diaper, which was white, except for the yellow part, and some blue wetness indicators which were halfway gone. I got out of the bed and went to the door. I opened it up and saw John, standing there in just a pair of athletic shorts. He was in the kitchen of a beautiful open-concept house, with an enormous bay window looking out over the city. He was cutting up some vegetables, and he had something cooking on the oven. “What is going on, John?” I asked. “Oh, you’re up. Good.” He looked up at me and smiled. “Sorry about everything last night. You were really drunk and passed out, so I took you home with me. I was a little worried.” He went back to cutting the vegetables. “What do you think of my place?” “It is beautiful, but maybe a bit too… white.” I smiled as I walked in to the kitchen. I watched as he cut the vegetables, his muscles rippling across his chest. “Yeah I know. I haven’t had time to really change up the color scheme and make it my own yet. I only moved in last week.” He threw the vegetables into the frying pan. They sizzled excitedly. “I see. So umm… If you don’t mind me asking, why am I in another diaper?” I asked awkwardly. “Well, that’s mostly because I didn’t want you ruining my furniture.” He laughed, “You were kind of peeing like a racehorse last night.” I blushed, remembering the humiliation of peeing in that diaper last night. “Well, I guess I can’t fault you for that. Do you mind if I change now?” I asked “Sure, but do you want to eat first? This food is ready, and I don’t want it to get cold.” John smiled, holding out a plate with an omelet on it. I sighed. John has seen me in a diaper before, why should I mind now? Plus, if I changed, then I wouldn’t be able to stare at his perfect body anymore. “Yeah sure.” I said. I took the plate, went over to the table and sat down. John grabbed his own plate and sat down next to me. I took a bite. “Wow, this is delicious!” I said. “Thanks!” John smiled at me. “So, do you always walk around half naked in the morning?” I asked playfully “Oh my gosh! I forgot that this was all I was wearing!” John laughed. “Yeah… I prefer to sleep in these. I guess I forgot about it. I guess it’s ok. After all, I get to look at you through my camera all day long! Why not return the favor?” I smiled at him, blushing slightly. We continued to eat and talk about various things, and when I finished, I stood up. “Well thanks so much for breakfast, but I have to get going. I am supposed to look at apartments today. Where are my clothes?” I asked as I took my plate over to the sink. “I have them laid out in the bathroom for you. You are welcome to take a shower too.” John said. “Just toss your wet diaper in the bin.” I blushed when he mentioned my diaper. I walked over to the bathroom and saw my clothes neatly laid out there. I took off the diaper and hopped in the shower. It was heavenly. I probably took much longer than I should have, but I couldn’t resist. It seemed like everything in this place was luxurious to the max. I got out of the shower, and put on my clothes. I sniffed them. He must have washed them for me! They smelt wonderful, like lavender. I stepped out of the bathroom, and saw that John had gotten dressed as well. I was almost disappointed when I saw him there, lying on the couch, his muscles hidden behind his dress shirt. “Well thanks a lot, John.” I said. “I really appreciate you looking out for me.” “Yeah no problem,” he said. “That’s what I’m here for.” He smiled at me. I waved goodbye and left. That day, I had trouble concentrating on very much at all. It seemed like my headache had started up as soon as I left John’s place. No work today, I just had those appointments. I looked at several places, and decided on a two-bedroom apartment that was pretty close to John’s place. I was so excited to get out of my old place, that I started moving my stuff in there that night. Over the next few days, I moved apartments, and John and I became even closer. Now, after work, I would usually go to his place and we would watch a movie or sometimes we would go out to the bars. Work was the same as usual. It was just a new diaper every day. I noticed that the diapers were going from plain white to designer diapers with patterns on them. One day, Michael told me that patterns were the new fad. So now, it was diapers with designs. One day, it was a green one with cartoon figures on it that disappeared when it got wet. The next day, it was a perfectly baby blue diaper, which turned into a deep blue with wetness. Every day, it was just a new design. I didn’t mind. Some of the designs were actually pretty cool. Plus, the money was rolling in. Another week had passed, and I was at work. We were eating lunch. Today it was seafood pasta. I had my robe on, covering up the diaper I was wearing. The diaper was plain white with bunches of bananas on it. Michael said that when this one got wet, the bananas would look like they were being peeled, and I was kind of excited to see it. We were talking about a movie that the three of us had gone to see the night before, when I realized that I had to go pee. “Dang.” I said “What’s wrong?” John asked “Oh, it’s nothing really. I have to go pee is all. I wish it wasn’t so inconvenient to use the bathroom at work.” Michael laughed. “Well there is a pretty easy solution. If you don’t want to spend all that time getting a new diaper on, why not just use it?” John agreed. “Yeah, it would save us an awful lot of time, plus we are doing the wet pictures after this anyway.” I blushed. “Oh come on guys, you don’t really expect me to do that, right?” “It would definitely be easier for everyone here.” Michael said. John nodded his head. “Seriously?” I said. “I mean, yeah it would be easier, but…” I trailed off. “We’ve seen you do it before. I really don’t see the problem with it.” John said. He sounded really reasonable. They had seen me pee in a diaper before, plus they take pictures of me in a wet diaper every day anyway. Was I really considering this? I felt the pressure in my bladder build. I can’t believe I am going to do this. I closed my eyes and relaxed, letting the pee flow into the diaper. Even with my eyes closed, I could almost see John’s typical proud smile. It’s almost as if he likes it when I do stuff like this. I opened my eyes as I finished going. I felt the diaper sag a bit. Michael and John looked at me for a moment and went right back to talking about the movie as if nothing had happened. I smiled. I felt better. There was no more pressure in my bladder, and the diaper was nice and warm. I opened up my robe and looked down. Michael was right! They bananas did look like they were starting to peel. I closed the robe and the three of us finished eating lunch. The rest of the photo shoot went on as normal. It was just like any other day. I would pose how John wanted me to, and we would take pictures. For some reason, I felt much more relaxed today. I noticed recently that I have been feeling happy more often. I can’t explain it, except for the fact that I have a steady job that isn’t even that difficult. We finished the photo shoot and I went into the changing room to take off my diaper. I realized that there was one downside to not using water to make the diaper wet. Now I smelled like pee. As I was contemplating what to do, Michael opened the door and handed me a small tub. It was labeled “scented cleansing wipes”. I thanked him and took it from him. I dropped the diaper to the floor, a soggy thud as it hit the ground, and grabbed a few wipes from the tub. I wiped myself down thoroughly, and caught a whiff of the scent. It smelled like baby lotion. I continued to wipe myself off, ignoring the fact that I would probably smell like a baby for a while. I finished wiping myself and put the dirty diaper in the diaper bin. I got dressed and walked back out where John was waiting for me. Michael must have already left. John sniffed the air and smiled. “Well, that’s a nice smell.” He commented. “Yeah yeah.. laugh it up.” I groaned “No, I’m being honest. It works for you.” He looked at me directly in the eyes, and I could tell that he was being truthful. “Well, um.. thanks. Did you want to hang out tonight?” I asked “Yeah sure, what did you have in mind?” “Maybe… a movie?” I asked John laughed. “We go to movies all the time. How about we go on a walk through City Park?” I smiled. I think I was getting closer. “Yeah, that sounds nice.” We took his car to the park and walked around for a while. We even stopped and got hot dogs at a vendor who was selling them there. We were having a wonderful time; John was taking lots of pictures, as always. Sometimes he would get pictures of the nature around us, but most of the time, his lens was focused on me. We were walking together, when I took a deep breath and grabbed his hand with mine. He looked at me, smiled, and gave it a little squeeze. In that moment, I felt my heart leap with joy. I had never felt this way about anyone before. As we walked through the quiet woods, holding hands, I felt like I was at home. I never wanted it to end. That’s when my phone rang. It was the landlord of my new apartment. We rushed over to my place. She had told me that the pipes had burts and that the place was flooding. We got there, and when I opened the door, water gushed out. I looked inside, and everything that was on the floor was ruined. The next few hours were hectic. Only the apartments on the ground floor were flooding, and it seemed like mine was hit the worst. John and I salvaged what we could, but by the time the plumber finally got through and turned the water off, most of my stuff was done for. Somehow, my dresser had tipped over, and my clothes were filthy with sewage. It was a disaster. I had nothing left. My landlord told me that my rent would be refunded and I could stay at a hotel that she would pay for, for now. That’s when John piped up. “You know. You could stay with me if you wanted.” “Really?” I asked, turning to him, my eyes bright. “Yeah of course!” He smiled. “I mean, it’s only for a little while, and I really don’t mind. Plus, you don’t want to stay in a hotel room that whole time, right?” This was wonderful news! I was going to stay at John’s house! And not just for the night, for several! My landlord informed me that it would probably be several weeks until everything was fixed. I didn’t mind, and neither did John. We packed up the few things that had been saved and drove back to his place. We went inside and set down what we had saved. I looked at it. A radio. My jacket. The little tv that I had bought. A few other miscellaneous things. “Man. This really stinks.” I said, gazing down at what was left. “I’m really sorry about that, but hey, it could be worse.” John put his arm around my shoulder, bringing me close to him. “You could be staying at a hotel.” I laughed, partly out of sadness, but also because he was right. Even with just these few things from my apartment, I still had way more than I did before I met John. He changed me for the better, and I was happy. I turned to him and gave him a hug. He hugged me back and we stood like that for what seemed like an eternity. When we finally let go, John leaned down and kissed me on the lips. I kissed him back, and we let our tongues explore each other’s mouths for a moment. It wasn’t until this moment that I realized how much taller he was than me. I hardly came up to his shoulders. As we kissed I felt him pull away and then swoop down and pick me up. He put one arm on my back, and the other on my knees and carried me in his arms into his bedroom. His bedroom was now decorated beautifully. Photos filled the walls, some of breathtaking landscapes, and some of people. I even saw a few pictures of me. None of the diaper photos, but there were some from various times when we were together. At the movies, the time we went to the beach. I smiled as he tossed me on his king size bed gently. I landed softly on his thick covers and he climbed onto the bed, crawling over to me, and then on top of me, with his hands next to my knees, and his body hovering over mine. I smiled and pulled him down for another kiss. We kissed briefly, and then I felt his hands start to wander to my waist. I felt him grab my shirt, and in one move, it was off. I smiled as he put his hand on my chest. We kissed again, and now his hands moved back down to my waist. He knelt upright and unbuttoned my pants. With another quick move, he had pulled off my pants and underwear together. He tossed them aside and then leaned over my naked body. I was rock hard now, my dick pointing up at my bellybutton. John smiled calmly as he started to undress himself. He pulled off his shirt, revealing his tight muscular body. He pulled his pants and underwear off, and I saw that he was hard as well. I looked at his dick, which was much bigger than mine. Bigger than any I had seen in person. It wasn’t gigantic, but it stood out from his body impressively far. John then reached out with his hand and started jacking me off slowly. I moaned as he did it, feeling his strong hands rub up and down on my throbbing member. He continued to rub it, and I closed my eyes in pleasure. He stopped rubbing for a moment, and then I felt something warm close over my dick. I opened my eyes, and saw his head bobbing up and down above my dick, his mouth closed over it. I moaned and reached out to the side of me, clutching the sheets in pleasure. I was breathing deep, and I felt myself get close to shooting. I felt my body shake violently and I thrust myself deep into John’s mouth inadvertently. I heard him choke a little bit, but he kept going, getting every drop as I shot into his mouth. I laid back and closed my eyes as he got off of me. I heard him swallow and then he turned over and laid next to me. I smiled, relaxed, but I opened my eyes and turned my head to see him staring back at me. I rolled over on top of him, and felt his throbbing dick pulse against mine. I knelt above him and spit into my hand. I started to rub his dick with it. It felt huge in my hands, and I knelt down and sucked on it a little bit, getting as much saliva on it as possible. I heard John moan as I did this. I knew what I wanted to do next. I positioned myself right above him, holding his dick straight up, and I started to lower myself onto it. It felt amazing. I looked down at John and he was staring at me in wonder. I continued to slowly plant myself on top of him, feeling him getting deeper and deeper inside me. I felt myself stretch like never before, but in a few moments, I felt my butt touch his body, and I knew he was all the way in. I smiled and started to pump up and down on top of him, riding him slowly. John had his eyes closed and I could tell that he was doing his best to hold it in. I continued to pick up the pace, feeling him pulse in and out of me. After a minute of this, I was pounding on top of him, bouncing up and down each time. Then, I felt John grab me, and in one quick motion, I was on my hands and knees in front of him and he was pounding into me. I moaned in pleasure as he got faster and faster. I felt his balls slap up against me as he thrust all the way into me with each pump. Then he reached down, and as he was pounding into my ass, he started to jack me off. He got faster and faster, and I felt his whole body shake and he pumped deep inside me. He held it in for a moment, and I felt his body spasm as he shot into me. He continued to jack me off, his hard dick still planted inside of me. A few moments later, my body shook again, I moaned loudly with pleasure and I shot my wad for the second time. He finally pulled out of me and we both collapsed on the bed, exhausted. I looked over at him and he had his eyes closed, a peaceful look on his face. With his eyes still closed, John said calmly, “I have been wanting to do that ever since I first saw you.” I smiled and just lay there silently, listening to our labored breathing beginning to slow down. We lay there together for a few minutes. After a long and tiring day, I was exhausted, and within minutes, I was asleep. I woke up the next day to bright sunlight coming in through the blinds. I was still in John’s bed. I looked to my side, and I saw that John wasn’t there, but the bed felt warm where he had been. I got up, still naked from the night before. I looked around for my clothes, but I couldn’t find them. Shrugging, I walked out of the bedroom. I opened the door, and John was sitting on the couch, sipping a cup of coffee. Without glancing up from his newspaper, he said, “There is some coffee on the counter for you.” I walked over to the counter and poured myself a cup of coffee. I started to drink it and I walked over to John. I could see that once again, he was wearing his athletic shorts. He looked up as I came into view and smiled. “Hmm, that’s an interesting fashion choice. Nude.” We both laughed and I sat down next to him, leaning up against him. “Well my clothes were all gone, and there’s no way I would fit into anything you have.” I responded. “Well I had to wash them.” John turned his head and stared down the length of my body for a moment. “I have just the thing!” He sprang up and walked into his bedroom. I heard his closet door slide open and shut, and he came out holding a grey t-shirt. He threw it at me, and I caught it. I folded it open. “This is way too big for me, Johnny!” I said. I smiled, for the first time calling him by that name. John smiled too, “Try it on. It’s an old t-shirt of mine. It will hide all of the important stuff at least. So the neighbors don’t see.” I stood up, set my coffee down and pulled the t-shirt over my head. It fell loosely over my shoulders, and hung down to my upper thighs. I walked over to the window, looking at myself in the reflection. I remembered as a kid, wearing my dad’s old t-shirts to bed, and now, it felt kind of similar. I looked at myself and smiled. “I think it’s perfect!” I twirled around, and the shirt spun up, revealing the bottom of my smooth butt cheeks. I laughed and sat back on the couch with my coffee. “You look adorable.” John said. I looked at him and he was blushing, and I saw that through his athletic shorts, he was getting hard. “Thanks!” I said. “Naked feels nice, but this way, I won’t offend anyone. Now. How about some breakfast before work?” John walked over to the kitchen and turned on the stove. “Eggs ok?” He asked. I nodded and walked over to him. I sat on the counter as he cooked, my legs dangling over the edge. I watched as he cracked some eggs into the frying pan and I hopped down from the counter. John didn’t notice as I knelt down next to him. I stared directly at his athletic shorts, where I could see he was still hard inside them. I reached over and without giving John any warning, I pulled them down a little bit, his semi hard dick flopping out in front of my face. “Ah hey!” John said, surprised. “Shh!” I said. “Just cook the breakfast. This will only take a minute.” And as soon as I finished saying that, I leaned forward and took him in my mouth. Immediately, he got rock hard. I heard him moan as I took his enormous dick inside my mouth. Now that it was inside my mouth, I realized how big it was. “I can’t believe that I had all of this inside of me last night” I thought to myself, as I sucked him off. After a few moments, I heard him drop his spatula on the frying pan, and I felt my mouth fill with his cum. I kept sucking every drop out of him, and then I swallowed. I stood back up and gave him a hug. He put his arm around me. With his eyes closed in pleasure, he said, “You are amazing.” I smiled and sat back on the counter, pleased with myself. He pulled his shorts back up, and finished making the breakfast. We ate together and finished our coffee. It was time to go to work now, and I felt disappointed that I had to go, but happy that I could still be with John. Then I realized that I still had no clothes. “Um John? This t-shirt is great and all, but I still don’t have anything to wear.” “What? You don’t want to wear that through town?” John teased. “Your clothes should be done in the laundry by now.” I went over and grabbed my clothes out of the dryer. They were nice and warm and I slipped them on. I looked over at John, who had gotten dressed, and I thought to myself “I am the luckiest person.”