the STEP-SON

[Magic Man Baby]

INTRO

Chris was going to graduate high school in a few months, and he couldn’t wait. He had a full ride all but signed. To run track for Michigan State University. He just had to finish this season on top, and get his diploma. That’s not the only reason he spent so many hours training after school. His home life wasn’t... good. His relationship with his step-mom, Karen left much to be desired, when his father was still alive - and it didn’t get better after he passed.
Chris was like his old man. He was good at whatever he did. He was a prince of the universe, and his father Jeff... he was a god. Their lives were handed to them on silver platters, whether they wanted it or not. It was a devine legacy, a law of the cosmos : that he won home-comeing king, and was dating the head cheerleader, Sarah Clancy. Chris had a lot of trophies, but she was his most prized possession. Sarah was a fairy princess manifested in the real world. She had beautiful red curls, and her eyes were deep pools of green… she had porcelain skin, and perfect curves. By the seventh grade she had a body that would make grown men turn their heads, only to feel like monsters seconds later. When they realized what they were making eyes at - and, she had only grown up since then.

 

Rachel was his father’s newest trophy. She was Jeff’s second wife. Chris’s step-mom. She wasn’t much in the brains department, but she had legs for days, and she knew how to use them... and the rest of her body too, for that matter. She was Victoria’s Secret model, before trying to become an actress. Jeff tried to jump start her acting career, but a pretty face and perfect body wasn’t enough to land a serious role.
She never said it, but Chris was sure Rachel resented the both of them - for how effortlessly the world catered to their every need. He knew why his dad kept her around though. He would be lying if he said he didn't spend a night or two thinking about her before falling asleep.
Rachel would always say to people, “If you wanted to know what I used to look like, here you go...” and then make a gesture towards her daughter, Hannah - Chris’s step sister. “Why would anybody not pick this angel to be the captain of the cheerleading team?... You know I was the captain of the cheer team as a sophomore...” Hannah was sixteen. A junior. and she knew what her mom was doing, but she didn’t care, because it kept her happy. Rachel didn’t lie, though. Hannah was a carbon copy of her mom when she was that age. A ‘ten’ in any man’s book, the both of them. still. Only... Hannah had the brains that her mom didn’t. Which probably made her hate Chris even more than Rachel. It was bad enough she had to live in her mom’s shadow, but she had to live in Sarah’s shadow too... and Sarah was over a lot because of Chris.

PART I

Hannah and her mom were in line at an audition for a mother / daughter part in a commercial. She wasn’t really excited about the part, she was more into her social media pages these days. but she figured Sarah hadn’t been on television yet, so she would have that on her. Maybe she could finally get more followers than her. She already had more than Chris. A fact she never let him forget that. Just thinking about them made her blood boil. It didn’t help that there was a television a few feet away from her. Playing the local news, at an obnoxiously loud volume. The cherry on top : it was a puff piece about Chris. Her track star, golden child, step brother - and how he was going to be the first athlete to get a full ride to a major university from their high school... that he was a top prospect for the upcoming olympic team.
She wasn’t trying to eavesdrop, she was just trying to focus on anything but that fucking T.V. A nearby conversation did the trick - between a girl Hannah’s age. and what one would assume to be the girl's mother... grandmother... She couldn’t tell.

“Oh! My! Gawd!... I can’t even!!! Are you really still taking those things? Did you not hear what happened to Gal Gadot?” The older woman was obviously upset about something that her daughter had just popped in her mouth.

“What now!” the girl droned. “Please mom tell me! How else did Gal Gadot get in such good shape for the new Wonder Woman movie? I’m dying to know” She washed the pill down with a pull from her water bottle before getting an answer.

“She might have gotten in good shape, but I heard from Aunt Linda, who gets her hair done by the same stylist as Ms.Gadot, that those pills made her incontinent.” The woman realized that her daughter didn’t quite grasp the concept. “Like... She pees her pants now, and has to wear diapers 24/7.”

“OH MY GOD! WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY SOMETHING!!! It isn’t going to happen to me is it?” The young girl bumped into Hannah as she ran towards the bathroom. Presumably to purge her system of the dangerous pill she just injested.

“One of the other ladies there told Aunt Linda that she’s pretty sure she caught Gal pooping in a diaper before she could get her skirt off in the bathroom!” the woman was yelling across the room now. Hannah saw the girl throw the bottle of pills into the trash on the way to the bathroom. “You better hope you haven’t taken too many of those things already! If you think I’m going to be changing your diapers again, you have another thing coming! I did that enough when you were in middle school!” The woman’s mouth curled into a baleful smile as she dumped more vodka from her purse into her water bottle, and lit a cigarette. Obviously pleased with herself for winning an argument and knocking her spoiled little daughter down a peg.

“Do you really think Gal Gadot has to wear diapers because of that stuff?” Hannah asked her mom. There was no way she was the only one that heard that.

“I don’t know, Hannah...” Rachel shrugged  at her daughter. Her eyes were glued to the television - like burning cigarettes. The news spot covering Chris was still playing. “If she does, I sure wish your step brother would take them. Put that immature little delinquent in his place for once.” It wasn’t any secret that Chris and his friends threw parties every weekend, where they got drunk and high. Hannah had her mother convinced she was never a part of that scene. 

“YASSS!!!... oh my god, yes!” Hannah shook her mother's arm with excitement. “What would his perfect little girlfriend, and all his stupid minions say if he had to wear diapers again!?!” Her smile was full of more malice than one person should legally carry. “Can we do it please?!?!?” She shook her mother’s arm hard. “Oh, can we please mommy dearest?!? CAN WE PLEASE?!?

“Can we what?” Rachel looked at her daughter, confused. Not quite grasping the concept she just introduced.

“What do you mean, ‘can we what’?” Hannah questioned. “Can we give Chris those pills! please!... please!... PLEASE MOM!!!” Hannah shook her mom’s arm on more time. “You know you want to.”

“OH... Hannah!” Rachel scoffed at her teenage daughter. “That’s terrible!” she looked at her with wide eyes. “What are you waiting for then?... GO!” Rachel pushed her daughter up out of her chair, and whispered loudly. “Go get ‘em!”

Hannah skipped across the room and loitered around the trash can the girl had thrown the pills into until she was sure nobody was watching. She grabbed the bottle out of the trash, shoved it into her purse, and skipped back to her seat. “I got them” she whispered to her mom. “How many do you think he’ll have to take? Do you think it will work?”

“I would say however many that poor girl took.” Rachel answered with a smile. “And I’m pretty sure they work...”

Hannah followed her mom's finger across the room. She saw the girl that threw the pills away standing just outside the bathroom door. She was crying, and there was a large and obvious dark spot that started at the crotch of her little grey yoga pants, and ran down the length of both her legs.

“GWEN!!! WHAT DID YOU DO?!?!” The girl's mother hollered. “You were in the bathroom! What happened? How many of those things did you take?!?” The woman rushed to her daughter’s side.

“There wasn’t an open stall!” the girl cried. Her big blue eyes were full of tears. Maskara was running down her face. “I couldn’t hold it! I only was taking them for a few days! MOM!... It was just an accident!!!” You could tell she was trying to convince herself that it was a one-time thing more so than her mom. “Is it...” The girl's mother wrapped a shawl around the front of her daughter’s waist. “I’m not gonna... gonna...” she tried to finish her sentence between desperate sobs. “GONNA NEED TO WEAR DIAPERS?!?!?” she finally wailed. Her mother had already started to push her towards the exit. Whispering something into her ear. “IT WAS JUST AN ACCIDEEEAAHHHH!!!” The girl wretched and moaned, she grabbed handfuls of her own ass, and fell to her knees.

“GWEN! What are you... ARE YOU POOPING YOUR PANTS?!?” The woman tried to get her daughter off the floor. “People are starting to film you Gwen! We have to go or the only job you’re going to get will be for a pampers commercial!

Hannah, and Rachel talked about their plan the whole way home from the audition, and didn’t waste any time getting Chris his ‘medicine’ that night. “That girl said she only took a few days worth, and that happened to her.” Hannah said, breaking several days worth open over Chris’s mashed potatoes, and stirring the powder in. “That should be a good start!” Hannah turned to her mom and laughed.
Rachel broke one more open, and stirred it into the potatoes too. “One more for good measure... cant hurt.” She shrugged, and winked at Hannah. The two were snickering amongst each other as they watched Chris finish his dinner. He had no idea what they found so god damned funny.

Later that night Hannah and Chris were watching Jimmy Fallon. “So you all remember the girl from the new Progrsive ads? You know... the younger, sexier Flo?” Fallon made a cringed face before continuing, and a graphic of the girl from the audition earlier flashed across the screen. “Well apparently she was too young. But not too young to go viral...” 
The screen cut to a video of the poor girl at the end of her embarrassing exhibition crawling across the floor on all fours as her mother tried to cover her daughter from getting caught on camera. “I pooped my pants mom! I don’t want to wear diapers like Gal Gadot!!! I DON’T WANT TO POOP MY PANTS!!!” The girl collapsed into a pile on the floor, and the camera got a good zoomed shot of her piss and shit stained yoga pants. Before the screen cut back to Fallon.

“Actually I’m being told she wasn’t too young. Apparently most people get potty trained when they are toddlers. Except Wonder Woman too, apparently?” Jimmy wore a puzzled look, and threw his hands in the air. “We tried to reach out to Diana of Themyscira for a comment... but we haven’t heard back. Maybe she was getting her diaper changed at the time.”

“That’s horrible! That poor girl...” Chris remarked. still laughing, though. “I can’t even imagine if something like that happened to me... can you, Hannah?” 

“Oh I can imagine something like that happening to you.” she muttered under her breath.

“What was that?” Chris asked.

“I said No I can’t... That’s terrible.” She arched her back, stretched her arms, and yawned. “I’m gonna go to bed. Sleep tight.” Hannah smiled at Chris, and stood up.

“Yeah... Goodnight Hannah.” Chris hollered at his step sister as she made her way upstairs. The screen flashed a still of the girl laying on the floor covered in her own make one more time before a commercial break. Chris cocked his head slightly to the one side as he looked at the image. “Hmm... what a shame. She’s got a nice ass.” he muttered to himself before turning the T.V. off and heading to bed himself.

 

[fenixero]

Seems very promising. Looking for update. Thanks for your work.

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Interesting, please do continue.

[Magic Man Baby]

PART II

Much to Hannah’s disappointment it was a very uneventful morning. She was really hoping she was going to catch Chris running his sheets in the washer when she woke up. She didn’t have to wait long though. The next morning she heard a ruckus in her step brothers room. The two of them shared a wall. She knew whatever was going on over there wasn’t part of his daily routine.
Hannah pushed his door open in the guise of assistance. “Are you alright in here Chris? I heard you yelling...” Hannah had already invited herself into the room... Finding, to her delight, Chris - kneeling awkwardly on his bed. With a bundle of blankets in his arms. “Do you need hel... what are you doing?” She noticed the big wet spot on the mattress under him. And his Pajama bottoms were soaking wet. “DID YOU...” she didn’t need to ask, she knew full-well what had happened.

Chris spun around and saw Hannah in his room. He didn’t let her finish the sentence. Not that she needed to. “I DIDN'T... I... WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM?!? GET THE HELL OUT!!!” His face was red with embarrassment.

“OH MY GOD! You did! YOU WET THE BED!” Hannah's face was red too - from laughter. She was so happy it had worked sosoon. “How old are you?” she yelled.

“It was an accident! I must be training too hard... or staying too hydrated.” Chris was grasping at straws. Trying to come up with a reasonable excuse why a boy his age would wet the bed. “WHAT ARE YOU STILL DOING HERE?!? GET THE FUCK OUT!!!” he yelled, again.

“Umm... language please... What’s going on in there? You better not be talking to Hannah like that!” Chris heard his step mom yelling from her room down that hall. 

Chris looked at Hannah. His eyes were starting to fill with tears. “Please don’t tell her!” He begged. “PLEASSSEEE, Hannah!”

“Well...” He heard Rachel call down the hall once more. before he heard her footsteps making their way down the hall.

His pleas for mercy were worth less than nothing to Hannah. Not that Rachel didn’t already know what was happening. Hannah thought it would hurt more if he heard it out loud again. “MOM!!! I can’t even! CHRIS PEED... THE BED!” she burst out laughing. Barely able to finish her sentence.

“You bitch!” he yelled. Face redder than it was before.

“LANGUAGE!” Rachel yelled louder. “He did what?” She pretended to be surprised by the news her daughter just delivered, as she pushed her way into the room. “OH MY GOD CHRIS! HOW OLD ARE YOU?” She yelled at him wearing a face of disgust. 

“That’s what I said!!!” Hannah mocked.

“Just get out!” Chris yelled at them both. “It’s none of your business!”

“I just bought that mattress, so it kind of seems like my business.” Rachel snapped back. “Get this mess cleaned up, and get ready.” she glared at Chris.

“Maybe he can get a spot with Progressive.” Hannah jested. Much to Rachel’s delight. Making light of the girl from the other day.

“Is that why you peed the bed?” Rachel asked Chris mockingly in baby-talk, “Did you want to be like the progressive girl, and have accidents.” she pouted her lips. “Too bad. I heard they dropped her. So go get this shit cleaned up!” Hannah and her left the room laughing. “Be ready by eight!” she yelled  from the hall.

 

The three of them were in the car...“Mom if Chris keeps wetting the bed will he have to wear diapers?” Hannah asked as innocently as she could manage. Chris was hoping that wasn’t discussed on the drive. His cheeks were red, and he stayed silent. Hoping the conversation would end there.

But, it didn’t. “He will most definitely need to wear diapers if this kind of thing happens again.” Rachel answered her daughter, talking as Chris wasn’t right there. “I’ve already talked to Dr. Wright, she said to get some ift happens again, and make an appointment.”

Chris finally broke. “STOP!!! I don’t need to wear diapers! It was one accident. FUCK!”

“LANGUAGE!” Rachel yelled as they pulled in front of the school. “I can’t even with you! Quit acting like a baby and we’ll quit treating you like one!” 

“Yeah! Quit acting like a baby... and peeing your pants!” Hannah yelled loudly as she opened the car door.  

“STOP!” Chris yelled. Paranoid now that people heard her. Little did he know his step sister's snide remark would be the least of his worries that day.

It was almost the end of fourth period. Hannah was in Chemistry, waiting for the bell to ring. She was more excited when she saw Chris dart past the door. As he ran down the hall holding his butt. And, more excited still when the bell rang seconds later.

She ran into the hall, a little more excited than the other students... at first. They all were on her level when they saw Chris poop his pants just a few feet short of the boys room. He had never been more embarrassed in his whole life.

That milestone was broken seconds later. “OH MY! Chris! Did you have an accident!?!” Ms. Taylor yelled. Drawing more attention to him. He had peed his pants too. It was obvious. The whole front, and inside of the legs of his khakis had a large dark stain. “Let’s go get you cleaned up!” Ms. Taylor pulled Chris through the crowd of snickering children. She was used to this kind of thing. Ms. Taylor was head of the special education at the school.

She led Chris into her classroom. It was empty at the time. Ms. Taylor showed him to a large bathroom. She handed him a bag. “Just put your dirty clothes in here.” She also handed him a clean pair of sweatpants, and baby wipes. “Just clean yourself up as best you can, and put these on. I’m going to call your mom.”

“Step mom.” Chris said, taking the wipes and sweatpants from Ms. Taylor.

“Step mom.” Ms Taylor corrected herself.

Chris spent the next hour waiting in Ms. Taylor’s room. Rachel was coming to pick him up.

She was nice in the building, but scolded him the second they were alone. “I can;t believe you’d do this. Shit yourself... are you serious!?!” Rachel continued when Chris remained silent. “Come on then. We can go to the store while your sister finishes classes.”

“The store for what?” Chris asked.

“For...” Rachel started.

“Mom! Wait for us!” Hannah, and her friend Jamie were running across the parking lot. “Ms. Taylor said we should just gonow, since you’re here.” She said when they reached them. Rachel usually gave Jamie a ride home from school. “Sorry about your accident bro...” Hannah looked at Chris.

“Yeah... sorry.” Jamie said. “That sucks.”

Chris blushed. “I don’t want to...”

He couldn’t finish his sentence before Rachel cut him off, and pushed the three of them into the van. “We just have to stop at the store before we drop you off today Jamie. It’s on the way.”

“What do we need from the store mom?” Hannah asked. Rachel could see her smirking in the rear view  mirror.

“We just need to get Chris some things to help him with his accidents.” Rachel answered.

“Like... DIAPERS?” Jamie squealed.

“NO!” Chris yelled. “Not diapers. I don’t need to wear diapers. It was an accident!”

“That’s why people wear diapers Chris.” Hannah said with a coy smile. “Because they have accidents.”

“STOP!” he yelled “I’M NOT!!! I’M CAN’T WEAR DIAPERS!!!”

“OH!!! You can wear diapers young man!” Rachel yelled. “You know what you can’t do...? Make it to the potty in time like a big boy!” she pouted her lips at his as she said the latter.

“OH MY GOD!” Jackie laughed with Hannah. “Are we really getting him diapers?”

“OH YEAH!” Rachel answered. “Dr. Wright was very adamant about being proactive.” She pulled into the pharmacy parking lot. “Do you girls want to come in with us?”

“SURE!” Hannah answered excitedly.

“Do I have to?” Chris moaned

“YES!” Rachel yelled. “We’re here to get you diapers. I don’t want people to think they’re for me.” The younger girls laughed. They didn’t stop laughing the rest of the trip. As Rachel paraded Chris around the store - making it clear all the diapers, wipes, and powder were for him.

 

[Sarah Penguin]

[kerry]

6 hours ago, Magic Man Baby said:

“OH MY GOD!” Jackie laughed with Hannah

Should be Jamie.

[Eagle0769]

What happened you were doing great???

[Pierry Louys]

Is a good story ! I hope there more

[mgray]

I read this story a while back but was hoping for another chapter.  I agree I hope the writer writes more on what will happen to Chris with taking the pills to be back in diapers again and all the embaressment he is going to face.

[Magic Man Baby]

Hey! Thanks for the encouragement, and support. Unfortunately... my laptop broke, I've been broke, and my writing has taken a toll.

But the good news is im going to move back in with my mom this week, and I'll have a computer again. 

I've been waiting lots of notes, and things down in my phone. So I'll be extra prepared to pump out a few chapters!

[Pierry Louys]

Happy to read this

[Eagle0769]

7 hours ago, Magic Man Baby said:

Hey! Thanks for the encouragement, and support. Unfortunately... my laptop broke, I've been broke, and my writing has taken a toll.

But the good news is I'm going to move back in with my mom this week, and I'll have a computer again. 

I've been waiting lots of notes, and things down in my phone. So I'll be extra prepared to pump out a few chapters!

That's great to hear. Hope things work out for you.

Can't wait to see what happens next.