Carter's Correctional Care

[DiaperBoy37]

Please continue. 

[Elfy]

The second to last instalment of Jackson's story finds the unfortunate man in public for the first time. He senses a chance to escape but the guards will be hard to avoid. Some unexpected news gives Jackson some hope and a light at the end of the tunnel.

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Jackson suddenly jerked awake when he felt a lack of movement in the car. He felt horribly sticky and realised he was sweating quite a bit, he was still strapped into the car seat but he was alone in the car. He felt disorientated but realised he still had his pacifier in his mouth, he let it drop out so he could continue drinking juice.

Jackson may have been the only person in the car but he wasn’t alone. The diapered man looked out of the window and saw that the car was in a grassy area, the scientists were huddled outside and seemed to be deep in conversation. As Jackson woke up further he could hear sounds from the other side of a thick hedge on the opposite side of the car, it was the sound of children having fun.

The door to the car was slid open and one large male scientist reached in to unclip the restraints. Jackson felt the belts that had held him down slacken and he was lifted out of the seat. He was forced to shield his eyes from the bright sun as he was carried outside, he felt the breeze on his skin and felt extremely exposed. As Jackson’s eyes adjusted to the light he could see they were in a private and secluded area of a park, there was some children’s toys and climbing equipment as well as a sand pit nearby. Along with the scientists he saw some guards around the perimeter of the area.

Jackson gasped as he looked around at the skyline over the tall and thick hedges that fenced in this section of park. He knew this area, this was only fifteen minutes or so from his house. He was so close to home and yet felt so far away.

Jackson was stood up on the floor and before he could make a move he felt one of the female authority figures reach down to squeeze his padding. She made notes before stepping away and Dr. Carter walked out in front of Jackson with the same hollow smile that he always seemed to wear.

“Jackson, this is a park we use for field testing of some of our equipment and techniques.” Dr. Carter stated as he waved his hand around, “All we request you do is play.”

“Play?” Jackson asked.

“Yes, we would like you to play as any other child might do.” Dr. Carter continued.

Jackson looked around and saw a lot of the scientists setting up various pieces of filming equipment as well as taking further notes. He blushed as he saw both video cameras and microphones being set up. Jackson didn’t really know what to do but he was given some hope by the fact that they were outside. If ever he would get a chance to escape it would be from here.

Jackson walked forwards whilst looking around the field. He knew that he would probably get only one chance and he didn’t want to blow it. His wet diaper would slow him down but he didn’t have much say in that and he definitely wasn’t going to ask for a diaper change.

Reaching the edge of the sandbox, Jackson carefully bent over and removed the shoes and socks he had been given before getting in the car. With his diaper crinkling he stepped into the sand pit and over to a bucket and spade that had been left there for him.

Jackson made out like he was playing for several minutes as he watched the guard’s patrolling the edge of the field. He realised that if he timed it right and ran really fast he might just be able to get out of this field before being caught, he knew the neighborhood and he knew he could hide somewhere. He just had to get home and this nightmare would be over.

Half an hour passed and Jackson sat in the sandpit quietly playing. He saw the guards patrolling slowly and some of the scientists tasked with taking notes seemed distracted. Jackson watched out the corner of his eye as the white-coated men and women lazily talked to each other about their notes. He was itching and ready to go but he had to wait for Dr. Carter, the closest authority figure to him, to look away and give him a window.

Jackson raised the sippy cup he had been given to his lips and drank the fruit juice within. The sun was beating down and sapping his energy before he even started his plan. His half-distracted sandcastle looked childish in it’s construction since he was spending so little time on it.

It happened very suddenly. Jackson was swallowing down the tasty drink in his infantile cup when someone called Dr. Carter and took his attention away from the sand. Jackson didn’t hesitate, this was the moment he had been waiting for and he sprang to his feet whilst grabbing a handful of sand. His other hand picked up both his shoes and he started running towards the gap between the guards where a wooded area would give him some place to hide.

Jackson’s feet pounded the hard ground as he started running as fast as the diaper around his waist would let him. His legs were forced apart rather awkwardly which slowed him down but he did his best to ignore the rubbing on his inner thighs. The wet diaper soon felt almost like an anchor as the added weight seemed to hold him back.

Jackson panted as he heard shouts from behind him. People had noticed and were giving chase which spurred Jackson to even greater efforts, he knew that if he was caught there was a strong chance of some very restrictive punishment. The image of his family and friends drifted into the forefront of his mind to keep him motivated and give him a goal.

The guards had been alerted now and were closing in on the runaway man. Jackson tried to juke past the first one to reach him but he shielded the exit from the desperate man.

“Sorry…” Jackson muttered as he brought his arm back.

Jackson threw the sand he had been holding as hard as he could at the guard who was only a foot away from him. The sand scattered everywhere but a lot of it hit the burly man in the face. Jackson watched him come to a halt and raise his hands to his eyes where the sand was clearly acting as a massive irritant.

The guard was blinded and Jackson ran around his wildly flailing arms. He continued running but could hear the people chasing him from behind were getting closer, he couldn’t afford to slow down at all if he wanted to get out of this park.

A second guard was closing in from the side and without breaking his stride he threw his shoes sideways towards the advancing man. The first shoe bounced harmlessly off the ground but the second one, fortunately for Jackson, hit the guard directly in his crotch. The guard keeled over holding himself as he made an anguished sound of pain.

Jackson continued to run and was almost within reach of the woods. The footsteps behind him were close and getting closer. Against his better judgment Jackson looked over his shoulder to see the most athletic scientist right behind him. Jackson suddenly realised he wasn’t going to make it, he had no energy left and he felt like his inner thighs had been rubbed raw by the diaper. He slowed and felt tears filling his eyes and threatening to spill out and down his face. It was all over and he knew it.

Jackson started turning around and putting his hands up in surrender when he felt something hit him in the midriff so hard it forced all the air out of his body. Jackson stumbled back and fell on his padded butt with a thump as the large scientist who had hurled himself landed heavily on Jackson’s tummy and chest.

Jackson grunted loudly and a sticky substance rapidly filled the rear of his diaper. If he hadn’t been so winded he would have paid it more attention but he was desperately sucking in great breaths of air. The scientist who had tackled him was panting and cursing lightly under his breath as he rolled off Jackson and picked the young man up.

Whilst being carried back towards the sandpit Jackson finally thought about his diaper and what was going on. It felt like his diaper was messy but he hadn’t noticed a need to go, it only seemed to be a little poopy and the only thing Jackson could think was that it had happened when he had been tackled to the ground. The smell that had started surrounding Jackson confirmed that he had indeed partially messed his diaper without even being certain he needed to go.

This fresh humiliation along with the defeat of his plan was enough to bring Jackson to tears. He cried loudly as he was carried back to where he had started, the tears an acknowledgement that he had completely failed in his only attempt to escape this fate.

“Let’s try scenario B.” Dr. Carter’s voice came from behind Jackson but the young man was too lost in his own despair to hear him.

Jackson was laid down on a picnic table near to the sandpit and held down by all available hands as he tried to thrash against the scientists holding him in place. Thick mittens were placed over his hands that made it almost impossible for him to flex his fingers at all and Jackson’s tormentors weren’t done.

“This is why I’ve always drilled the need for constant vigilance into all of you.” Dr. Carter lectured as his orders are carried out.

Jackson felt something like a series of belts and straps being wrapped around his limbs and chest. His first thought was that it was the sort of rigging worn by people who are parachuting or rock climbing and he wasn’t far wrong because it was certainly a harness of some kind. The straps were tightened everywhere and Jackson could feel his clothes getting pulled tightly to him, for a horrifying second he thought the scientists would keep tightening until he couldn’t breathe at all.

Jackson felt a large pacifier pushed between his lips attached to a strap that was quickly fastened behind his head. It became impossible for him to spit out the dummy or even move it a little. Jackson couldn’t see through his tears but he knew more notes must be being taken. He was beyond defeated now and just wished that this ordeal could be over so he could go home and try to forget anything had ever happened.

When nothing could be tightened any further Jackson was lifted off the picnic table and placed in the sandpit next to the castle he had been building previously. His harness was connected to a pole in the corner and Jackson was given only a short leash to move around with. Jackson continued to sob loudly as the scientists and guards around him went back to their posts.

“Let that be a lesson to all of you.” Dr. Carter called out to his employees, “The people in our program will not want to be here and they will be more slippery than Jackson. It is imperative everyone keeps their guard up.”

Jackson was right back where he started but now even more trapped than before. He pulled against the chain that was leashing him to the corner of the sandpit but couldn’t move it an inch. He sat back down on his messy bottom whilst still sniveling, he looked around at the dispassionate faces watching him and started to wonder if he would ever get out of this situation.

Now that Jackson was a little messy he knew it was pointless holding things back any longer. Maybe if he completely used his diaper he would finally get a change into a fresh one, his pride and confidence were so low that a new diaper would be enough to cheer the sad man up.

Jackson climbed to his feet in a squatting position and heard a mixture of his crinkling diaper and the clanging of the metal chain. It wasn’t any less humiliating to be doing this outside but he felt he had no option, he pushed down with his tummy muscles and forcibly emptied his bowels into his underwear. He grunted with the effort and with the harness holding everything so close to his body he had to really push out the lumpy fecal matter, he reached behind him and could feel the diaper bulging out where it was filling with his crap.

Jackson’s bladder released as well. The juice he had drank so much of so far that day wanted to come out and as he dropped a load into the rear of the diaper he flooded the front. Jackson shivered as his body evacuated into his pants, the spreading warmth from both front and back seeming to mix together whilst the harness made sure Jackson felt every inch of each accident. He was surprised the diaper could even contain everything considering how much it was being compressed.

Once Jackson had finished going potty in his pants he carefully lowered himself to the ground. As he sat in the sand he felt the large mess in his diaper spreading over more of the area, he almost felt like he was sitting on a pillow as his body slowly sunk into the mess forcing it to spread yet further.

Jackson cried and sobbed as he sat in the sand. He looked like a giant toddler as he sat down and wished he could be anywhere else. He felt horrible and the blazing sun just seemed to make the whole experience much worse. The smell was strong and Jackson felt utterly humiliated. In anger he punched through the sandcastle he had built earlier in a pathetic show of infantile defiance.

Jackson was left in that sandpit with his messy diaper for at least an hour. Jackson eventually stopped crying and fell into resigned silence as he watched the guards and scientists take notes. Occasionally one of the white-coated doctors would walk over and hand Jackson a fresh bottle or something.

Drinking the bottles caused the inevitable and Jackson didn’t even attempt to hold his bladder when he felt the urge arrive. He wet himself right where he was sitting causing a fresh cascade of heat to engulf his genitals.

Jackson barely even reacted until he felt something change. The hot piss was suddenly warming an area other than his crotch. Jackson looked down with wide eyes to see a thin trail of liquid running from his crotch and out into the sand. He belatedly realised he was leaking!

With a jump Jackson scrambled to his feet causing sand to fly everywhere. There was a big wet patch right beneath where he had been sitting a second before. His hand drifted around to the back of his overalls and he could feel the wetness that was leaking through the diaper.

“Looks like this diaper is a failure.” Dr. Carter said suddenly from behind Jackson, “I think we’re done here.”

Jackson shuddered as he felt a fresh trail of pee break from the diaper and run down his leg. He didn’t even move when he was released from the leash that had been holding him in the sandpit. Two of the bigger guards grabbed Jackson under his arms and started dragging him away from the sand. Jackson just went limp in their arms and let them pull him towards the car he arrived in he was sobbing softly but a part of him was grateful that he was being taken out of this situation.

Once at the car Jackson was laid on to a changing mat that had been laid out on the backseat. He was pulled this way and that as the overalls were taken off and the onesie unbuttoned, the elastic material sprang up over his tummy.

“Please… Just change me…” Jackson begged between sobs as he watched people prodding and poking his diaper with rubber gloved hands. He was so tired of the notes they had spent all their time taking.

Jackson’s wish was belatedly granted as he felt the tapes getting pulled away and the front was lowered. The smell was overpowering and yet somehow the people changing him were able to keep their faces entirely passive.

As Jackson was slowly cleaned he took a deep breath and relaxed a little. At the very least the back of this car meant he was out of the open space, there was no risk of anyone seeing his embarrassing situation back here.

“Cheer up, Jackson.” Dr. Carter said from over the shoulder of the doctor changing his diaper, “You’re going home.”

“I… I am?” Jackson asked hardly daring to believe that this ordeal might now be over

 Jackson felt hope burning within him like a torch in the darkness. If he was truly going home then he could finally consign this whole horrible affair to history, he could move on with his life and forget the pain he had suffered at the hands of these scientists. He was wary of trusting any of the white-coated men and women but after feeling so low it was impossible not to clutch this lifeline with both of his hands.

The diaper change took an agonisingly long time especially considering the prospect of ending this nightmare was seemingly so close at hand. Jackson impatiently laid still as his crotch was wiped clean, the mess he had deposited in his diaper had spread all over the padding and it took several handfuls of baby wipes to clean it up. A sense of physical relief washed over Jackson as the itching sensation on his crotch was gradually eased by the cleaning.

The used diaper was pulled away and Jackson expected to be given his old clothes back. He was left surprised when he noticed that instead of having his infantile clothes removed a new diaper was pulled out and unfolded. This new diaper looked very thick and was decorated with stars and moons in different colours.

“W-What’s going on?” Jackson asked as the diaper was slipped underneath his butt.

“You have to remain appropriately dressed until the end of the tests.” Dr. Carter replied.

“Even if I’m going home?” Jackson was very puzzled.

“Yes, we want as much data as possible. I will ask you not to resist or we may have to extend the testing.” Dr. Carter warned with a cold smile.

[Josh23]

Fantastic.  Can’t wait till the end 

[Elfy]

The final instalment of the story finds Carter finally able to go home.

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This story, like all my other ones, has been available on my Patreon page for the last week. The lovely people who pledge at the $5 level get to see all my public story updates one week before anyone else and those at the $10 tier also get access to TWENTY-ONE exclusive stories. There are other tiers and rewards available and they can all be found on my Patreon page.

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I wish to give a big thank you to all of my beautiful patrons: DannyDazzler, Jerry J, Arnold G H, Chris, Kristoffer M B, Ryan, James S, Justin C, Fuli, Spaxxs, Daniel O, Craig G, Steve, J Onyx, Dre, Pat M, Sierra C, Miss X, PF, Georgia C, Camilo H, Babyjay, Jeffrey G, Charlie S, Martijn de J, Phantom Sonic, Vivi L, Mike S, Dr J, Bojack D, Blipp, Duncan G, Jake W, Brandon G, LuvsSissy, DreaR, Alex B, Malcolm E, Pete W, Cless, Frank S, PatheticABDL, Joshua M, NunyoBC, Kim, S Miller, Britnee L, Tim F, WillNotWill, Orion F, Tom H, Sterling W, Jens B, Bryan, Erin R, Casey H, Scott, Fernando L, Cory H, Lyra H, ReiofLight, Wet, ChernoA, Whatsnot, Charles L, Bask25456, MagmaLord, Diapering Daddy, Trish C, DJKazoo, Anne Mette B-H, Kirk H, Mikkel L, Eric D, Bruce D, Alice W, Bob S, Timothy A W, Erik P, Ben F, Steven H

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Jackson shivered at the thought of this continuing so he quickly nodded his head and forced himself to stay still. The front of the diaper was pulled up and over Jackson’s crotch and he felt it’s bulkiness forcing his thighs apart. The tapes were stuck to the front of the diaper and Jackson once again felt the tight hug of a fresh diaper.

Jackson was stripped naked and then had a baby blue shirt pulled over his head. He started worrying about what exactly was happening next when he suddenly felt a pacifier forced into his mouth with a leather strap going around the back of his head. Jackson reached up to pull the pacifier out but once it was securely buckled it was impossible to remove. Two of the doctors pulled Jackson’s hands away and placed them into new and thicker mittens which rendered his fingers almost useless.

“Don’t struggle.” Dr. Carter said as the alarm in Jackson’s eyes intensified, “You’re going home.”

Those three magic words were enough to make Jackson compliant. If he had to undergo some final embarrassments it would be worth it to go home, he tried to swallow his fears but it was difficult when he had no idea what was going on. All Jackson’s efforts of remaining calm were tested when he saw a large stroller being wheeled around the car. He stared at the push chair with wide eyes but couldn’t quite believe what he was seeing, it must be originally designed for people with special needs because the stroller was easily big enough for him.

The scientists must’ve noticed the distress Jackson was suffering because two of them put their hands on his shoulder and held him in place. Jackson tried to pull himself free but it was a hopeless task. He watched the stroller stop in front of the open car door and Jackson stared at it with apprehension.

Jackson was pulled out of the back of the car and dumped heavily into the stroller. He didn’t get a chance to try and get up before hands were pushing him back against the seat. Jackson shook his head and made grunting noises around the pacifier sitting in his mouth but it was impossible to resist. The straps on the chair were brought around and slowly Jackson was secured to the wheeled chair.

First it was Jackson’s ankles that were tied down and then his wrists soon followed. There was nothing left for Jackson to do, he was helplessly trapped and the straps going across his waist and chest were a formality. He felt like a statue unable to move any part of his body below the neck. He tried to shout but the pacifier successfully muffled any sound he tried to make.

Jackson looked around nervously as he watched scientists and guards start packing up their things. A lot of them were putting the equipment they had brought back into their cars whilst Jackson was left alone in the stroller. He tried to pull forwards with the hope of loosening or breaking the straps holding him down but it was a forlorn hope, he couldn’t move at all.

The cars drove away leaving Jackson in the stroller. For a few seconds he thought he had been left there all alone since he couldn’t see behind him, it was only when he heard footsteps that he knew at least one person was with him.

“Alright Jackson…” Dr. Carter’s voice said from behind the stroller, “Let’s get you home to mommy and daddy.”

Jackson felt very conflicting feelings as he felt the stroller start to move. He was grateful that he could go home but turning up in this embarrassing attire would be difficult to explain. He would be so embarrassed turning up in front of his parents like this but he was completely out of control of the situation. It was like being stuck in a rollercoaster mid-ride and all he could do was follow the tracks until the end.

Jackson’s eyes seemed to be permanently wide open as he was pushed out of the secluded area he had been in this whole time and into the main park area. He looked around and saw dozens of people playing sports or picnicking all over the grassy area, no one seemed to have noticed him yet as he was pushed through. Jackson tried to close his legs together to do something to hide his diaper but it was impossible, his ankles were strapped to different sides of the push chair and he couldn’t close his knees.

The stroller was pushed across the grass and kept away from most of the people but it was impossible to avoid everyone. Jackson saw a couple of twenty-something adults sitting on a blanket, he watched as the male looked away from the woman and saw the stroller causing him to do a huge double take.

Jackson felt his cheeks flushing with blood as he saw the man getting the woman to look as well. They were about ten feet away and their laughter caused Jackson to writhe as much as he could in the stroller. It seemed to start an avalanche as more and more people noticed the strangely large stroller. Jackson felt his eyes tearing up as he saw people pulling out their phones and taking pictures, he wanted to hide his face but his wrists were tied down making it impossible.

The stroller was pushed through the park without stopping and with jeers ringing in Jackson’s ears he was pushed on to the main road. These were all streets he recognised, despite his utter humiliation he felt a slight raising of his spirits as he was wheeled towards home. He wished he could speak, he would’ve loved to have been able to beg Dr. Carter to let him get his adult clothes back.

“Jackson? What the fuck!?” A familiar voice brought Jackson crashing back into the here and now.

Jackson looked up and saw his best friend, Mark, standing in his suit waiting for a bus. The man Jackson had known since elementary school had been a straight-A student and had no trouble getting a job. He was now staring at Jackson as if he had seen a ghost.

“This a friend of yours?” Dr. Carter leaned around the stroller to speak to Jackson.

“What the Hell is going on!?” Mark exclaimed as he looked Jackson up and down, “Is that a… diaper?”

Jackson’s tears could no longer be contained and his cheeks were soon streaked by wet trails. He couldn’t say anything or do anything, all he could do was look shamefully away as he shifted slightly causing his diaper to loudly crinkle.

“Jackson agreed to volunteer and help us with some research.” Dr. Carter helpfully stepped in to say.

“He agreed?” Mark looked at the situation disbelievingly, “He wanted you to do all this?”

“He did indeed.” Dr. Carter said with a sage nod, “I’m just taking him home now. I’m sure you’ll be able to visit and hear his story soon.”

Jackson wanted to try and explain. He didn’t know what he could say or do to make this seem normal but he wanted to try something. He was left frustrated as Dr. Carter started pushing the stroller past Mark. Jackson banged his head against the back of the push chair in despair, he couldn’t see behind his seat but he knew that his best friend would be staring at him.

Jackson was pulled out of his daydreaming by the sound of car horns. He lowered his head to see people pointing as they drove past, some were rolling down their windows and shouting things. Jackson felt like there was a giant arrow above his head telling everyone where they should direct their laughter.

Dr. Carter seemed unperturbed by the attention they were getting as he pushed Jackson further down the road. When Jackson saw a signpost for the street he lived on he felt his heart skip a beat. It was hard to believe that after everything he had been through he was about to be dropped off at home. He would finally be free of this infantile nightmare and he could move on with his life. Being seen like this by his parents would be hard but it would be worth it to get out of this.

Jackson was wheeled down the street and as he looked from side to side he saw curtains twitching. He knew his neighbours were nosy and now he was sure he would be the gossip for everyone. Even worse than the people in their homes were the people out on the sidewalks. These were people Jackson had known for years and now they were laughing, whispering and outright shouting at him. He felt so humiliated that he planned to move away from this town as soon as he possibly could, he couldn’t stay here with all these people seeing him like this.

Finally Jackson’s stroller was stopped in front of his house. He could barely contain the huge mixture of emotions that was threatening to overwhelm him, he could hear the television through the front window and the comforting sounds of home that seemed so foreign after his time away. He wanted to renew his begging but the paci-gag made sure any and all words simply came out as nonsensical grunts. Tears started rolling down Jackson’s face as he contemplated how he was about to be found.

The doorbell was rung by Dr. Carter which caused Jackson to jump. A combination of his nerves, anticipation and the shock of the sudden noise combined to force Jackson’s bladder to release. He gasped around the bulb filling his mouth as he felt a warm wetness spreading over his crotch and down into the seat of his diaper. Jackson looked down and could see the discolouring on the outside of the diaper spreading as it soaked in his urine, the decorative moons and stars began to fade away just to make it even more obvious.

Footsteps approached the front door and Jackson barely allowed himself to breathe as the moment of truth grew closer. The door opened up and Jackson froze solid as both his parents appeared before him. Silence overwhelmed everyone but Jackson noticed, rather strangely, that his parents didn’t seem as shocked as he thought they should’ve been. He frowned and reached out with his arms hoping they would release him from this nightmare.

“You are Jackson’s parents?” Dr. Carter asked.

“That’s right.” Jackson’s father replied, “And you’re Dr. Carter.”

Jackson saw that his mother was staring at him but her face was unreadable. After a couple of seconds Jackson watched his father walk forwards out of the front door and into the driveway, his mother followed him but stopped when she was stood right in front of her son. Jackson watched in horror as she bent down in front of him and squeezed his wet padding, the diaper was pushed against Jackson’s body as little droplets of urine ran down his skin.

If Jackson could speak he would ask what the hell was happening but he could only sit there as his parents walked out as if they had been expecting this.

“I would hardly have believed it if I wasn’t seeing it with my own eyes.” Jackson’s mother muttered as she stood up again.

Jackson was beyond confused. He didn’t understand how he was still sitting in this push chair when his parents were right there in front of him. He tried to talk but the pacifier blocked any hope of that happening, his panic had already been sky high but now he felt like he was having trouble breathing as the world started spinning before him.

“So you’ve got all the supplies?” Dr. Carter asked, “We sent it all out yesterday and I trust there wasn’t any issues?”

“No problems at all.” Jackson couldn’t see his father who was now stood behind the stroller but he could certainly hear him, “Diapers, wipes, powder, everything we could need.”

“And the equipment?” Dr. Carter asked.

“All set up with the help of your men.” Jackson’s mother was talking this time, “No problems there it’s just, well, it’s going to be difficult to adapt.”

“I know but you’ll see this is all for the best.” Dr. Carter’s voice replied, “Let me show you the agreement that Jackson signed.”

Jackson heard everything go quiet except for the turning of paper. He was still having trouble with his breath and it felt like he was outside of his own body, he didn’t feel in control of anything that was happening.

“Right, well, he needs a change.” Jackson’s mother said rather hesitantly, “I didn’t think I’d still be having to do this but…”

That was the last thing Jackson heard. Hearing his mother talk about changing his diaper was too much for the panic stricken man and before he even realised what was happening his world went blank and he passed out against his restraints.

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“Jackson! It’s time for breakfast!”

Jackson’s eyes flew open and he sat up rapidly. It felt like his heart was about to burst out of his chest as he looked around at the reassuringly familiar surroundings of his bedroom. He was extremely confused as he tried to work out what was happening. He scrambled suddenly to pull the covers off of himself, he was relieved to see that he was completely naked. There was no diaper to speak of.

Jackson swung his legs of the side of his bed and rested his head in his hands. He could feel sweat all over himself and the sheets around him as he tried to focus his mind and work out what exactly had happened.

The thing Jackson felt like he needed to wake himself up and recover from what seemed increasingly like a terrifying nightmare was a shower. He opened his bedroom door and almost expected Dr. Carter to be standing there waiting for him, he checked that the coast was clear before stepping out on to the landing completely naked.

“Come on, Jackson!” Jackson’s mother was calling him down for breakfast.

“I’m just going to have a shower.” Jackson called down in response.

Jackson’s legs felt shaky as he walked into the bathroom and stepped straight into the shower. The warm water felt exquisite on his sweaty skin and he ended up just standing in the falling water for ten minutes with his eyes closed. If everything that had happened to him had been a dream it had certainly been a very vivid one, long too since it felt like several days had passed. If it had been anything other than a dream he surely wouldn’t have woken up like he had. Maybe this was still a dream as well, at this point Jackson couldn’t work out what was real and what was false.

When Jackson finally pulled himself out of the shower and dried himself he felt much happier. After waking from the nightmare life seemed much sweeter, the smile just wouldn’t leave his face as he wrapped the towel around his waist and walked back to his bedroom.

Jackson stretched as he walked across his room and to the chest of drawers next to his bed. He pulled on the handle to his underwear drawer and felt his blood freeze again.

“No, no, no… This can’t be.” Jackson immediately felt a giant sob threatening to engulf him.

Jackson slammed the drawer closed and frantically opened the one underneath it. He expected to see his usual shirts and pants packed in their haphazardly but what he actually saw was a bunch of childish shirts with cartoon designs, onesies and shorts. He backed away from the drawers feeling like he was about to explode, it was like his world was crumbling down around him.

“Mom! Dad!” Jackson screamed as he hit the opposite wall to the drawers and slumped down on to his butt.

Jackson heard chairs scraping against the kitchen floor and hurriedly coming upstairs. His anguished calling had clearly alarmed his parents who soon threw the door open and looked around inside.

“What’s going on?” Jackson’s father said as he looked around the room frantically, “Jackson, are you OK?”

“What the Hell is all that doing in my drawers?” Jackson tearfully shouted as he pointed to the children’s clothes and diapers that were hanging out the half-open drawers.

“Your clothes?” Jackson’s mom replied as if it was a trick question. She walked across the room and pulled out one of the thick diaper which was casually tossed on the bed.

“Those aren’t my clothes!” Jackson shouted.

“Dr. Carter said the transition might be hard on him…” Jackson’s dad said to his mother who nodded sagely.

“Dr. Carter?” Jackson had his worst suspicions violently confirmed as he heard the dreaded name. It hadn’t been a dream at all.

“After you passed out yesterday we spoke with him at length.” Jackson’s mom said as she smiled at her son, “He helped us get up to speed and let us know what you agreed to.”

“What do you-” Jackson started to ask before being interrupted.

“It’s time to get dressed.” Jackson’s father said as he looked at his watch, “You’re old enough to diaper and dress yourself.”

“No!” Jackson’s eyes bulged as he shook his head, “I won’t ever put another of those things on! Why would you want me to!?”

“Maybe Dr. Carter was right.” Jackson’s mom said to Jackson’s dad, “Putting him in diapers and taking him out all the time is confusing for him. We should just keep him in them the whole time.”

“Why do I need to wear them at all!?” Jackson exclaimed.

“You need to be ready for the day ahead.” Jackson’s dad replied impatiently, “We don’t have time for this.”

“What do you-” For the second time Jackson was cut off as he was forcibly lifted from the ground and over to a space in the middle the carpeted floor.

Jackson tried to fight his dad off but it was impossible to stop him from doing what he wanted. As he thrashed around to try and get up he ended up accidentally kicking his mother causing her to curse and everyone in the room to stop moving.

“Oh God, I’m sorry!” Jackson said quickly.

“If you aren’t going to dress yourself we will have to do it for you.” Jackson’s dad said angrily, “Are you going to stop these pointless struggling before someone else gets hurt?”

Jackson looked at his mom who was holding her shin. He could see tears in her eyes and he felt incredible shame that he had hurt the person who had raised them. He looked up to where his dad was looming over, with a deep shuddering breath Jackson nodded his head and relaxed his muscles.

Jackson closed his eyes as he felt the towel being pulled from his waist. He blushed as he was left naked in front of his parents, this was even worse than being naked in front of strangers. Jackson could see that his dad wasn’t at all comfortable with doing this as he picked up a large diaper. The diaper was identical to the one Jackson had worn the previous day, the stars and moons almost seemed to mock him as he remembered how they had faded after wetting it the previous day.

Jackson lifted his hips in the air as the padding was slipped underneath him and the lowered himself back down on top of it. It was a relief to have his genitals covered up but it only meant worse things were to come.

“Just like when he was a baby.” Jackson’s mom smiled as she nostalgically remembered her son as an infant.

Jackson felt the tapes get placed on the front of his diaper. After the briefest respite from these horrible diapers the young man was back in them and it felt like he had never left. All of the elation when he thought it had been a nightmare had turned to despondency.

“Your father has nearly finished setting up the nursery.” Jackson’s mom said as she walked to the chest of drawers and began looking through clothes.

“The… The…” Jackson stuttered as his brain struggled to process what he was hearing.

“We’ve converted the spare bedroom.” Jackson’s father said as he stood up, “Dr. Carter provided us a lot of equipment free of charge.”

Jackson slowly climbed to his feet with crinkles that seemed to echo around the room. He walked over to where his mom was standing and she pulled out a purple shirt. He was like a robot and with shock paralysing his brain he raised his hands up and allowed his mom to pull the shirt over his head. It was only once he was wearing it that he saw it had a big picture of a dinosaur from a children’s show, the words “I love you” were stencilled around the picture.

Just as Jackson saw his mom turn back to the drawers he heard the doorbell ring. Everyone turned towards the exit of the room as Jackson instinctively tried to pull the shirt lower to cover his shame.

“They’re here.” Jackson’s father said, “Come on.”

Jackson felt his mom put her hands on his shoulders to guide him forwards towards the landing. Jackson felt his knees go weak as he tried to register what was happening. As soon as he started trying to stop his mom from pushing him he felt his father grab his wrist and start pulling him, it was very difficult to fight against his dad’s grip.

“Where am I going!?” Jackson asked desperately as he was taken down the stairs, “Please, let me stay!”

“This is for the best…” Jackson’s dad said with a small grunt as he pulled his son to the front door.

Jackson watched reluctantly as the doors opened up. When he saw who was at the door he felt his stomach and heart drop, he just wanted to slump to the ground and cry.

“Hello Jackson.” Dr. Carter was stood at the door flanked by two large guards.

“Go away!” Jackson whined as he tried to pull away from his father, “Please…”

“Dr. Carter says you were a good little volunteer for him and offered to give you more work.” Jackson’s father said, “He’s paying you as well. Well, the money is going straight into our joint account since you probably won’t need much money yourself.”

“I won’t go!” Jackson yelled, “You can’t make me!”

The large two guys walked in and quickly grabbed Jackson by the arms. He struggled uselessly as he was dragged out into the front garden. Jackson tried to reach out with his hands to his parents but they just stood in the doorway waving their son off as he travelled to “work.”

“Help! Someone help!” Jackson screamed as he was dragged towards the waiting vehicles.

Jackson couldn’t believe what was happening and he twisted his head from side to side where he could see some of his neighbours in their gardens. They were all looking at the spectacle as Jackson was dragged out of his house in just a purple shirt and his diaper.

“Someone call the police!” Jackson yelled.

Despite all of Jackson’s protestations and yells for help no one made any move to help him. The car got closer and closer without Jackson being able to do anything to stop it, no one wanted to help him and he belatedly broke out into long and loud sobs.

The car door was already open and Jackson was shoved inside. He couldn’t understand why no one was helping him as he was pushed until he fell into the giant toddler car seat. He tried to pull himself out but the guards were on him like wild animals who quickly secured him into the seat.

Jackson looked out the side window at where his parents were standing. He reached out but they were already turning away to go inside, they were leaving him to be taken back to the volunteering facility but this time his hope of things being back to normal at home had been taken away.

“Let’s get to work!” Dr. Carter said cheerfully as he climbed into the front seat.

As Jackson’s hope faded he let out a deep shuddering breath and felt the front of his diaper warming up. He didn’t even attempt to stem the flow as he let the urine pour into his infantile underwear. Dr. Carter saw this humiliating display and could only laugh to himself.

“We have so much to test.” Dr. Carter said as the car pulled away from the curb, “And with your parents on board we can now do round the clock, twenty-four hour testing.”

Jackson cried harder as the car drove him away from home and off to the hated facility. He didn’t know if or when this this horror would end but it suddenly seemed like it would be a long time until he could go back to a normal life.

[Sarah Penguin]

Was fun

[Les Lea]

Fantastic. Loved it and, no doubt like others, would love to see further embarrassments for our hero.

However, a job that had me riveted from the beginning to end... so huge THANKS

[Arctic_Wolf]

I read the whole story, and can't wait to see what happens to Jackson. However very well done.

You do have a very good talent for writing.

 

[~Brian~]

Great Story Man, Great Story   They Say that you should always read the fine print, and I doubt that Jackson will EVER forget tat now heheheh

[Zylo1893]

Would love to see a follow up one day.