Damian's New Life

[XyXy]

I deleted my old post, because I had too many errors in it. Forgive me please. Here is the newer and better version. Even if you read the last version, please re-read because a lot has changed. This whole story is based on a dream, and it is hard to translate. I had to change things to make it realistic. Hope you enjoy.

Chapter 1: Graduation

For the fifth day in a row, Damian awoke with his heart pounding, and his bedsheets drenched. It was the same nightmare as the nights before. He remembered being in a facility. He remembered being restrained and felt helpless, but the details of his dream were already escaping him. He groggily woke up and got out of bed. There was what he thought was sweat all over his body. He stood up, and pulled his covers back. He smelled the bed and was grateful that it was only sweat. Already the memory of the dream was escaping him. Thank God he only sweated the bed. 

Damian grabbed the towel he kept beside his bed on a nightstand and started drying himself off. Today was his big day. Finally time to graduate college. He pulled back the covers and smelled his bed again. Yep, no scent of urine he thought. Two days in a row without wetting my bed he thought. If not for these nightmares, life would be perfect.

While Damian was thrilled that he didn't wet the bed, he was concerned about these nightmares and his sweat soaked sheets. It felt so real. As his nightmare started to fade away, and as he dried off the sweat, the one thing he didn't forget was the face of Raphael. Looking at him was like looking in the mirror. In his morning haze, Damian also seemed to remember Raphael was strangely clothed in what looked like a giant diaper. Raphael told him right before he woke up, "your life is about to change."  

"Damian, breakfast is ready!" yelled his sometimes overbearing mother. " I'm coming! " replied Damian, as he removed his wet pajamas, and dried off his sweat soaked body. He put on some clean clothes. Instinctively, he threw the duvet over the wet spot on his matress from the sweat so that it wasn't visible. Damian wet his bed his whole life, and even though his parents did nothing to help him, he still tried to hide it. He was just happy that today it was only sweat, and he wouldn't need to turn the matress over AGAIN."Eggs and bacon" said his mom. Damian pretended to be happy, but these nightmares disturbed him. They seemed so real. He didn't have much of an appetite, but ate half of his breakfast. "I'm full" he said, and stood up ready to walk away. "Are you sure? You barely touched your breakfast," responded Mom. "Yeah mom, I'm good" he said. "I just feel nervous for graduating and I am not sure where I am going next." "Well, I'm sure with your grades and charisma, finding a job won't be hard" his mom said reassuringly.

Damian went to his college that morning, and it was graduation day. It was his happiest day yet. All of his classmates arrived. He had spent 4 years waiting for this day. His best friend, Magnus greeted him. "Well, I guess our paths split here," he said. " No! We can still be friends! " replied Damian. "Don't be silly. You and I are on totally different paths, and I will be on a different continent" said Magnus. "We talked about this before, and you know our lives are going to change," said Magnus. "I know, but we can still keep in contact" said Damian. "Of course we can"  Magnus replied.

The graduation speaker then started to talk. It was a run of the mill graduation speech. Damian didn't focus much on the spech. What bothered him was these nightmares. They seemed so real and vivid. He couldn't stop dwelling on it. As the speaker went into his closing notes, Damian's reality started to fade out. He found himself feeling lighter, and his surroundings quickly disappeared, leaving him floating in darkness. He tried to touch himself, but his hand passed through his body. Am I dreaming again he thought? Maybe this is some kind of astral projection he thought.

[XyXy]

Chapter 2: Just a Dream?

Damian jolted with shock as he saw another person take form in front of him. His body was also translucent "Who are..." he said, when he suddenly remembered Raphael from his dream. It was him! As he looked closer, he saw an uncanny resemblance to himself in this other boy. Damn, I must be dreaming again he thought. Confused and disoriented, Damian couldn't think of what to say or do.

Raphael broke the silence and said, "I've been looking for a world like yours for a long time." "Um... What are you talking about, and where am I? Who are you, and why do you look like me? And, why are you wearing a diaper?" asked a perplexed Damian. "We don't have time for all your questions, but here is what I can tell you," said Raphael. "First, I am from a different dimension. You see this device?" Damian noticed the spherical object Raphael was holding. He nodded. "Well, I invented this in my world. It allows me to switch places with other versions of me in different dimensions. I also invented a way to see other dimensions, and yours is just what I was looking for." Damian knew he had to be dreaming. "But I saw you in my dream last night. This is just a dream," said Damian. "It's not a dream as you will soon find out. I've been looking for a place where men are equal to women and treated with respect and dignity, and your world seems perfect." said Raphael. 

This can't be real thought Damian. He tried pinching himself only to remember he was immaterial. He ran towards his lookalike, but floated was more accurate. As he braced for impact, he was surprised to find his body harmlessly pass right through the boy. "Oh, we can't physically interact on this plane. We are outside of time and space. I could have skipped this step, but I felt it was only fair to meet with you before we switched worlds." said Raphael. 

 "This isn't real! I'm dreaming this. Even if it was real, my world isn't that great." said Damian. "Let's see how you feel about that in a month. Now, I'm going to complete our switch. When I'm done, you'll be in my apartment exactly where I left. Try not to mess up my life, because I might end up disliking your world. Oh, and things are different there, but you'll figure it out I'm sure." said Raphael. He looked down at his spherical device, and pressed a button. "Good luck!" he said as Damian felt his world fade away once again.

[SGTbaby]

Still interesting 

[XyXy]

Next chapter. This is all I have for today.

Chapter 3: Not in Kansas Anymore

Damian felt himself materialize back into the material world. Except it wasn't anwhere he recognized. He was in a well decorated room laying on a bed. To his left was a desk with a computer monitor. If this was a dream, it was the strangest one he ever had. He got up and walked to the desk. When he moved the mouse, the monitor lit up with a picture of a hand being placed on a scanner. Damian looked down and saw a hand scanner glowing around the edges. Curiously, he placed his hand on the scanner. The scanner lit up brightly for a fraction of a second, and almost instantly the image on the monitor changes. What he saw next made him shudder.

Damian watched a live video of his graduation ceremony. Except, the seat where he was sitting was empty. Everyone was laughing, and through the laughter, he made out, "Did you see him run out in that diaper?" He quickly turned away from the computer and tried to get his bearings. He would wake up soon enough, and end this crazy dream. Suddenly it struck him that if he fell asleep at his graduation ceremony, there was a fair chance he would wet himself, and what an embarrassment that would be to wake up to! 

Damian explored the apartment. It was a nice place, and seemed like something he would set up when he moved out from his parents. He was surprised when he looked in the bedroom closet to find it had shelves from the ceiling to the floor stacked with large diapers. That's strange he thought, and then he remembered that Raphael was wearing a diaper. Maybe he has bladder problems thought Damian. Not my concern.

Damian explored the rest of the apartment and with nothing else to do decided to venture outside while he waited to wake up. He discovered he was on the 10th floor of an average looking apartment complex. The neighborhood looked the same as he might have seen in his city. There were a few people walking around, and not sure what to do, he took note of his address, and the names of the streets around him. He found it strange how clear and continuous this dream was, and the ability to read words. Never before had he been able to read in his dreams. 

Damian walked towards what seemed like a commercial area. As he got closer, and saw more people, he noticed something stange. All the men had bulges around their groins. It looked like they were wearing diapers under their clothes! He tried not to stare, and his memory of Raphael wearing a diaper came back to him. Damian also noticed that he was getting some strange looks from passersbys. He didn't think much of it because this was only a dream, and it should all end soon. 
 "Hey! Rafe!" Damian heard from behind him. He didn't turn around, but it seemed directed at him. As Damian kept walking, he felt a hand on his shoulder. "Rafe, what's up buddy! ?" said the voice obviously belonging to the person touching his shoulder. Damian was stunned when he turned around and saw none other than his best friend, Magnus.

 "Dude! What are you doing without a diaper!?" exclaimed Magnus. " What? " was all Damian could reply. "Your diaper! You know what happens if you get caught!" said the boy Damian knew as Magnus. "Why would I wear a diaper?" said a confused Damian. He remembered then that this was just a dream, and strange as it may he, maybe he could indulge a little and see where it went. "You can't be in public like that! You will get arrested!" said Magnus. "I have no idea what you are talking about! This is just a crazy dream!" replied Damian. Magnus looked quizzical for a moment, and said, "Dude, maybe that secret research you have been doing has gone to your head! You can't be out like this, you know the consequences!" Consequences? Diapers? Damian struggled to make sense of this...dream? What was going on he thought. Before he could formulate his next sentence, Magnus said, "Man, you better go home NOW and get dressed properly. If I'm caught with you, I can get in trouble too. I'll see you later, I can't be caught with you!" He turned away and ran more than walked away from Damian. As Magnus retreated, Damian couldn't help but notice a bulge in his pants. Was his best friend wearing a diaper? he thought. No, even in this twisted dream, he couldn't come up with something this crazy.

[XyXy]

I think next chapter we get some diaper fun. Maybe, still writing. No promises. I hope it is enjoyable so far. I used to be a good writer, but over time, I'm sure my skills are less. Sorry for any grammatical errors.

[ChampTehOtter]

I think it’s pretty good so far! I hope you keep it up!

[Mugi]

wow this is pretty interesting, has Damian gotten into some sort of diaper fascist dimension? ?

[maly]

Keep it up its looking interesting.

Maly.

[XyXy]

Chapter 4: The Reckoning

As Damian kept walking, trying to forget his encounter with his dream version of Magnus, he eventually came to a small grocery store. Damian was starting to get hungry, and he also could use a toilet soon to relieve his aching bladder. He greedily grabbed a pack of potato chips and a bottle of water.  As he walked towards the checkout, at the last second, he decided to also grab a Slim Jim. At least in his world it was called that. As Damian looked closer at his "Slim Jim", he saw it actually read "Slim Tim". Damian shook his head and thought, there's no way on earth this can be real. 

The clerk startled Damian when he asked, "is everything ok?" "Yep! I, um, I'm good, I just want to buy these." Damian placed the water, potato chips and the "Slim Tim" on the counter. The clerk rang up the items and said, "$5.97 is your total please". As he handed the clerk a $10 bill, he got a puzzled look on his face and said, "Umm, we don't take foriegn currency here." Crap! Thought Damian. Of course they would have different money here. He also realized his credit cards would be no good either. Frustrated, he said, " I'm sorry, I'll be back later to buy this. "Whatever man" said the clerk.

On his way out he figured he should use the restroom because he wasn't sure he could wait till he walked back home. As he walked into the mens room, he was perplexed to find there were no toilets. There was a large table with a padded top, and a sign above it. The sign showed a picture of 2 adults, a woman changing a diaper of a man. Next to the table was a large bin. He opened it to look inside and was overcome with the odor of many dirty diapers. On the other side of the room was a sink and a vending machine. As he looked closer, he saw that it had diapers in it of all sizes and colors. What the heck? He thought. He left the room thinking maybe he went into the wrong room. Nope, there was only two bathrooms. He decided to try the womens bathroom, but found it was locked. 

Confused and with a growing urge to pee, he went back to the clerk. "Excuse me, where is your toilet?" The clerk replied, "It's in the womens room of course, where else would it be?" Damian asked, "Well, can I have the key please? I really have to go! " At that the clerk started laughing, as if he heard a joke. When he saw Damian wasn't laughing, he suddenly stopped and said, "Wait, you're serious aren't you?" " Of course I'm serious! " Damian practically yelled. 

Suddenly the clerk reached underneath the counter, but Damian couldn't see what he was doing. "I'm really sorry to do this, but I'll be in a lot of trouble if I don't." he said. "What are you talking about? What did you do?" asked Damian. "I pressed the panic button. The police will be here in any moment," he said straight-faced. "But I didn't do anything wrong! Screw this, I'm leaving," said Damian as he stormed out. 

As he stepped outside the store, Damian realized the clerk wasn't joking. about 30 feet to his right he saw 2 extremely athletic looking police jump out of their cruiser and start running towards him. Panic set in and he fled the other way running as fast as he could. Damian was quick, but the 2 men eventually caught up with him and tackled him to the ground. Damian tried to resist, but was easily overpowered. Expecting to be handcuffed, he was surprised instead to feel them put something like a headband on his head. His struggling instantly stopped as he felt his body go limp. He could still see and feel everything, but it was as if his brain could no longer control his body. He felt his bladder release with no ability to stop it, and felt the warmth spread all over his pants and shirt. 

The police turned his limp body on his back. They noticed that he had wet himself, and one of them started to undo his pants. Damian tried to protest, but his voice just wouldn't work. One of the cops said, "Resisting arrest, and not wearing a diaper are serious crimes. You're under arrest." A few moments later a police van arrived, and a stretcher was brought out. Damian was lifted on the stretcher, and was strapped to it. The drive to the station was blur, as Damian was freaking out completely, but had no way to express it , except the tears now running down his face.

[SGTbaby]

Interesting for sure 

[XyXy]

I know I'm writing a lot tonight. This will be todays last installment. I am really enjoying writing this. There is definitely a planned plot, and so far I'm staying on script. And now, finally Damian gets diapered. It won't be the last time! In fact, will he ever get out of diapers after this? 

Chapter 5 : Custody

Damian was wheeled into a processing room. His clothes were removed, and his keys and wallet were taken. "What is this?" said the officer as he looked through his wallet. "Fake ID, and counterfeit money? Let's scan him and see who he really is." They brought a hand scanner similar to the one Damian used in his " home", and placed his limp hand on it. "Hmm.. Can I talk to you in the other room?" was all the officer said, and they left Damian naked immobile and shivering strapped to the stretcher.

When the two officers returned after about 5 minutes, they seemed more relaxed and one of them was pushing a medical cart. "Raphael, I see you don't have a criminal history, which makes your actions today all the more confusing. In a few minutes, I'm going to remove your stasis headband. You are advised that anything you say can be used against you in court, and you will have an opportunity to have a lawyer to speak on your behalf. We would like to ask you some questions, but you are not obligated to answer. Because you resisted arrest, before we release you from stasis we need to put you in restraints. This is for all of our safety," said the officer.

 "Let's get him cleaned up and diapered," said one of the officers. What? Diapered! thought Damian. Unable to move or speak, he could only helplessly witness as he felt a damp cloth gently clean his groin area. Next he felt a greasy cream being applied to his genitals and butt. They were being extremely careful applying it, and to Damians dismay it actually felt pretty good. On no, this can't be happening he thought as he felt his penis start to grow and get hard. The two male officers looked up at each other and smiled. One of them said, " I guess he's just happy to get back into his diaper. " Both of them chuckled, and the other said, "Ok, lift up his legs." Damian heard a crinkling sound as his diaper was being unfolded, then felt his legs being lifted. He tried with all his might to resist, but couldn't even move a muscle. I'm not wearing a damn diaper he screamed in his head. 

He felt a soft and thick padding placed under his butt. It felt like it was at least 2 inches thick. His legs were lowered and he felt the diaper being pulled up between his legs. His penis had since gone soft, and the officer gently pointed it down before securing his diaper in place. It was a strange sensation being in a diaper. Despite being a bedwetter, he had no memories of wearing a diaper. 

One of the officers said, "Because we found you not wearing your diaper, we can't trust you to keep it on. This is a Timelock diaper. It is nearly impossible to remove, cut or tear, and it can only be untaped after 48 hours when the adhesive bond breaks down. The barrier cream we put on you will protect your skin for up to 3 days, so you won't get a rash. You've probably never worn a Timelock before because you have never broken the law. The waistband and legs also have a bioglue that seals the diaper to your skin. It breaks down after 48 hours, so you don't have to worry about leaks or odors. Until you are sentenced, this will be your diaper of choice." Some choice thought Damian.

Next, Damian was carefully placed into a durable yet soft baby blue jumpsuit. It had a zipper in the back with a small lock that was secured. The wrists and ankles also had small locks on them. "This is just an additional measure to deter you from taking off your diaper. While nobody has ever managed to remove a Timelock, we found that inmates like you tend to spend inordinate amounts of time trying to remove their diapers. It will also keep you warm and dignified." Said the guard. What dignity thought Damian, I'm in a freaking diaper and a locking prison outfit!

Next, Damian felt his hands being guided into mittens of some kind. He could barely see them, and they were huge! They were spherical shaped, and had to be more than a foot in diameter. He felt a tightness around his wrist and realized they were locking his hands into these giant padded mitts. Even without control of his body, he could tell that his hands were completely useless. He realized that not only was his hand dexterity going to be eliminated, but he also wouldn't be able to use his hands as weapons. How could he hurt someone when his hand was covered with a pillow?

 Lastly, Damian felt the guards place thick leather anklets on his legs, with a strap between them. Designed to keep me from running he thought. Escaping is probably not a possibility now he thought. One of the guards said, "If you behave well during your stay here, this will be all you need to wear. If you do not, we have more restrictive options." He then removed the stasis headband from Damian. Immediately he felt a pins and needles feeling in every muscle, similar to how your arm feels when you sleep on it. He wanted to say something, but the pins and needle feeling dominated his thoughts for the moment. "Don't worry, you may feel a strange sensation after being in stasis, but it will wear off soon," said the officer. 

As his discomfort started to fade, Damian first lifted his head, then sat himself up. He looked down at his crotch and saw a huge diaper bulge. This has to be closer to 3 inches thick he thought! He discovered that he couldn't even bring his knees together. How am I even supposed to walk in this he thought. 

 " We need you to come with us to the other room for questioning. Do you prefer Raphael, or Rafe?" asked one of the guards. Damian responded defiantly, "My name is Damian! And why did you put me in a diaper? I'm not a baby!" The guard rolled his eyes and said, " Nobody accused you of being a baby. You are male aren't you? All males are required to wear diapers by law. " As if to prove his point, the guard undid his pants and revealed his diaper to Damian.

 "You don't understand! I'm not from this... I'm not from here! I'm not Raphael! He forced me to switch spots with him with this little ball thing he had!" At this, both guards laughed and picked him off the table and led him to the other room. " Whatever you say boss, but trying for the insanity defense is going to be a whole lot worse for you than prison. " said the guard. "I want my lawyer now!" yelled Damian. "In due time, first we have a few questions for you" replied the guard. 

As Damian walked into the interrogation room, he saw a metal table and metal chair both anchored into the cement floor. The chair had multiple nylon straps hanging loose. As they led him to the chair, he did not resist. He knew it was futile in his restrained state, and he also didn't want to make more trouble for himself. Maybe he could find a way to talk his way out of this predicament. He was also realizing that this might in fact be real and not a dream, and he shuddered at the implications.

After they sat him on the chair, the guards secured him with the nylon straps. First his chest was restrained, then a strap between his legs attached to the chest strap. Then, a waist strap was placed, and finally two straps fixed each leg to the chair. The only thing he could move was his arms in these ridiculously oversized locking mitts. Both guards left the room. In a couple of minutes, a man dressed in plainclothes entered, dragging a rolling chair behind him. He sat across the table from Damian and put a folder on the table. "I'm detective Rollins. I'm here to help get you to where you need to be" said the man. 

[SGTbaby]

Love it and how no one believes him! 

[XyXy]

Hope you guys are enjoying this. For the question of if this is a diaper fascist dimension. Well if you are male, that should start to be clear. I would call it more sexist actually. It is a fantasy world where mens urges and impulses are highly restrained. 

[Eagle0769]

Interesting for sure.