Pranks & Punishments

Elfy · July 22, 2022

Joey is a shy eighteen-year-old man just trying to get through school without having an embarrassing secret found out. Like all students he has to navigate friends, bullies and crushes on people that seem entirely unobtainable.

Max and Megan are twins the same age as Joey but vastly different. The biggest bullies in school, they come from a wealthy family and aren't afraid to throw their weight around. They are looking to leave school with a bang.

Come and meet the main characters of a story about about humiliation... and retribution!

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Pranks and Punishments

By Elfy

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Joey

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“It’s time for school!” Mandy knocked on the door loudly and shouted into Joey’s room.

Joey was already awake. He had woken up fifteen minutes earlier when his alarm went off but he had barely moved. He knew it was time for school and that was the reason he didn’t want to get out of bed.

At eighteen-years-old Joey was finishing school in just a matter of weeks but that didn’t make getting up and going there any easier. To say he wasn’t a popular student would be an understatement, he was a social pariah with only one real friend. He had been picked on quite a bit for his nerdy interests but somehow he had managed to keep the biggest flaw he had secret. He knew that if his secret got out it would be the end of his life.

“Are you ready for me?” Mandy called through the door.

“Give me a minute…” Joey grunted in reply.

As Joey heard Mandy’s footsteps retreating from the bedroom door he plucked up the courage to pull off his covers. He pushed himself into a sitting position and heard the familiar sound of crinkling coming from his waist. He rubbed his eyes to clear them of sleep and scratched his chest. He reached down to his ever present diaper and sighed when he felt the wetness. The padding had puffed up and felt very smooth, a good sign that he had soaked it in the night.

“Ready now?” Mandy asked.

“I guess so.” Joey replied reluctantly.

Mandy opened the door. She was already wearing her nurse uniform, she would be going to work soon. She was Joey’s older sister, twenty-three-years-old and de facto caretaker of Joey. She walked in with a warm smile and went straight to the window to open the curtains. Mandy then went to the chest of drawers on the wall opposite the door to pull out one of the seemingly endless diapers.

“Did you sleep well?” Mandy asked, “Judging by your diaper I would say you did.”

Joey blushed a little but didn’t respond. After all these years he was used to his older sister making casual comments about his embarrassing issue. He assumed that Mandy thought it helped destigmatise the disposables when really it just made him even more self-conscious.

Mandy was Joey’s guardian and had been for quite a while. Despite how she often embarrassed him Joey loved her. When Joey had been very small his parents had died in a car accident that hadn’t been their fault. The siblings had been left home and though Joey was too young to understand what was going on he could see just how sad his sister was. It wasn’t long after this that he started bedwetting.

Joey and Mandy moved in with their grandparents who looked after them all the way up until a year previously when they had to move into residential care. The health of the elderly grandparents had been declining for a while before the decision was made. Fortunately for Joey and Mandy between the inheritance from their parents and financial aid from their grandparents they were able to buy themselves a small house. Mandy had taken custody of her brother and that was how they now lived.

Over all the time since his parents had died Joey’s control of his bladder only got worse. Infrequent bed wetting became a nightly thing but the need to wear non-stop was a much more recent thing. It had only been in the last two months that Joey’s accidents had progressed to the point where he needed diapers all the time. A trip to the doctors and a battery of scans found Joey had a very under developed bladder. He distinctly remembered asking what they could do about it and the doctor replying with a shrug. When Mandy suggested diapers the doctor was unable to keep a straight face. This was all made worse by the fact that the doctor was the father of a pair of twins who were notorious bullies in Joey’s grade at school.

Joey had never taken care of his diapers. When he wet the bed as a youngster his grandparents took care of it and when Megan was old enough she started to help out. Joey knew it was strange for his sister to change his diapers at this age but she seemed to regard it as a great bonding experience so he let her do it. She had seen everything as he grew up anyway so he didn’t know if he should be embarrassed about it now. He certainly knew he would be embarrassed if anyone found out though.

“I’ve got to leave for work early today. Will you be alright if I drop you off a bit early?” Mandy asked as she started pulling the tapes away from the front of the diaper.

“Yeah.” Joey replied as he looked up to the ceiling and felt the cool breeze blowing against his sensitive skin.

Mandy had changed a lot of Joey’s diapers by this point and she was basically a pro. Cold wet wipes made Joey jump to Mandy’s amusement and the old diaper was replaced with a new one. He felt the fresh padding come up between his legs and get taped closed. As usual his sister had done a masterful job.

“Thanks.” Joey mumbled through his embarrassment.

“You’re welcome.” Mandy replied. She patted the padding with a smile, “Come on, I’ll make you some breakfast before we leave.”

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Max and Megan

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“… And I told them that if he doesn’t want to be depressed maybe he should get a job!” Anthony exclaimed as he ruffled his newspapers. He had no time for these freeloaders and their excuses to get disability checks.

As Anthony self-importantly glanced around the kitchen to make sure his family were paying attention to him he cleared his throat and checked his watch. He would have to make a move soon. Another day of treating the sick and infirm awaited.

“Come on Max, you need to finish your breakfast.” Jane bustled around the kitchen packing lunches for her husband and the twins, “Megan don’t forget you have that club meeting at lunch. Anthony, we have a dinner date tonight so be home promptly. I have to get going. I love you all and see you later.”

As Jane left the kitchen in her suit Anthony didn’t even put his newspaper down. Max and Megan, the eighteen-year-old twin offspring of the family, gave their mom a couple of kisses before she left. Jane was a businesswoman and a very good one at that. She earned a lot of money that allowed the family to live in relative luxury. It might’ve been Anthony who acted like he wore the pants in the family but Jane was where the power really laid.

Max was slouched back in his chair and yawning. He had been up late playing video games and the mornings were often a struggle for him. He pecked at breakfast without much appetite. Megan was the smarter twin but rarely used that intelligence for schoolwork. She was the schemer and often saw Max as just the muscle to carry out her plans.

The twins were bullies and they knew it. Their family was wealthier than nearly anyone else in their small town and they thought they could get away with anything they did. They were right. It seemed that no matter what problems they caused their mother was able to get them out of it. She was very well connected throughout the town and that meant she had a lot of strings to pull. Several times the twins were on the verge of getting suspended at school only for Jane to swoop in and soothe everything with a few words. All she had to do was remind the principal of her funding contributions and problems seemed to disappear.

“Are you two ready to go?” Anthony asked a few minutes later.

“We’re ready.” Megan replied for both herself and her brother.

The twins were soon into the car and heading towards school. It was their final year before college, neither really had the grades to go anyway good but, as usual, money talks and both Max and Megan had places lined up at a prestigious nearby university.

Max was the first to get out of the car. He swaggered forwards with his bag slung over one shoulder. He was followed soon after by Megan. As the two walked towards the classrooms the sea of students in front of them parted to make room. Everyone melted into the background before the twins, no one wanted to stand out and become the target.

“Who’s buying me lunch today?” Max called out confidently.

Max loved the way that everyone averted their eyes or tried to hide from his view. He picked a student almost at random, a girl several years below him with braces and glasses, she nervously clutched her books to her chest as Max advanced on her. Max held out his hand and clicked his fingers expectantly. The girl fumbled in her pockets and then placed a few dollars into Max’s hand.

“Much obliged.” Max sneered as he turned away and swaggered back to his sister.

“You really shouldn’t waste your energy on this low grade stuff.” Megan chastised her brother as they walked into the school.

“What can I say?” Max replied with a grin, “I get hungry.”

“I want to create some real mischief.” Megan said, “Something that will liven up this place. We’re leaving soon and I want to be remembered.”

“Sounds like a lot of work.” Max replied as he stretched his arms above his head.

“The question is what will be memorable…” Megan looked around at the crowd like a predator searching for prey.

“Well you can work that angle.” Max replied, “I have English first lesson. Sounds like a great time for a nap.”

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Joey

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Nobody knew about Joey’s diapers. He had taken great pains to make sure no one knew except for the school nurse and the teachers. There had been questions as his problem got worse as to why he didn’t change himself but Megan had explained it all away. Joey didn’t know what she said, all he knew was that he was to visit the school nurse twice a day for changes, sometimes he would have to visit more depending on how much he wet.

Joey hadn’t taken part in gym class for a long time. He had told his classmates he had bad asthma and thankfully no one pushed him on that. He usually spent those periods sitting to the side and doing homework for other classes. It was a struggle and keeping the diapers hidden was constantly on his mind. It honestly felt like a miracle that he had made it this far.

As Joey walked into school he had to pass a big knot of people who were trying to avoid the two bullies that scared him the most. Max and Megan were causing trouble as usual, Joey knew if anyone was ever likely to discover his secret and spread the news it was those two. As a consequence Joey did everything he could to avoid them.

Joey walked through the front doors of the main school building and simultaneously felt himself wetting. He often had a little warning before he needed to go but he was never going to make it to the toilet. He just acted as casually as he could whilst the front of his diaper slowly warmed and made his way to his locker.

“Hi!” A sudden cheery voice made Joey jump and slam his locker closed.

“Oh, hi Fiona. Are you alright?” Joey felt his stomach do a little flip.

“I’m great, thanks.” Fiona smiled, “Are you OK? You’re looking a little flustered.”

Joey felt a stab of anxiety at his heart. He had finished wetting himself after coming in but he could still feel the creeping heat as his padding absorbed his accident. He didn’t realise he was still a little red in the face.

“I’m fine!” Joey said. From the way Fiona’s smile faltered he could tell he said it far too loudly, “I just had to, erm, run a bit to get here on time.”

“Doesn’t your sister drop you off?” Fiona asked.

“I… Well…” Joey was a terrible liar and he could feel the heat of embarrassment rise making his face redder and redder.

The bell rang to signal the start of the first lesson. Joey used it as a convenient excuse to make his escape from this conversation. He hurried to his English class and got there just before the teacher shut the door. He walked in and saw that all the desks were taken bar one. With a shudder of apprehension he walked to the empty seat which was right in front of Max.

“How’s it going, nerd?” Max grinned smugly.

Joey didn’t answer as he quickly sat down and felt his pulse raising. He was called a nerd for an obvious reason… he was one! He played tabletop role playing games online with friends from all over the world, he enjoyed science fiction and reading. He wasn’t someone who hung out a lot outside of school.

Joey was on edge constantly. He hated not being able to sit at the back of the room, he was constantly worried that his diaper might peek out between his shirt and pants. With Max sitting right behind him it was the worst possible situation. He kept reaching back to pull his shirt down over the top of his pants.

“We are doing a mock exam.” The English teacher said once everyone had finished unpacking their things, “Take one of these tests and pass them back. It’s a mock exam but no cheating unless you want to fail the class.”

The tests were handed out and Joey felt a little relief. He was good at exams but more importantly it meant everyone was going to be quiet and focused on themselves. The chances of even Max finding out his secret drastically lessened.

Joey was smart and put in a lot of work studying so as he put pen to paper he was soon quickly answering questions and feeling confident. The room was silent except for the occasional cough or sneeze. At some point there was a knock on the door and Joey looked up to see the teacher walking across, she opened it and whispered to someone outside the room. The teacher sighed and then stepped out of the room looking a little irritated.

“Hey.” Max’s deeper voice muttered from behind Joey, “Psst, nerd, turn around!”

Joey gulped nervously. He tried to ignore the voice because he was desperate not to get into trouble. The teacher could walk back in at any minute and if he was caught talking he could get sanctioned or in trouble, all his hard work would’ve been for nothing. Joey just wanted to keep his head down and fade into the background.

“Hey!” Joey felt a balled up piece of paper hit the back of his head, “Don’t ignore me.”

Joey looked at the door nervously praying the teacher would walk in at that moment. When the door remained closed he slowly turned around to look at Max who was leaning over his desk with a confident smirk.

“Let me copy you.” Max said. It was more a statement than a request.

“I… I can’t.” Joey replied nervously, “Sorry.”

“You can.” Max continued, “I’ve seen you writing away. Give me what you’ve written, you can start again.”

“If the teacher sees it I’ll get in big trouble.” Joey said. He really wished he wasn’t in this situation. Whenever he felt anxious it seemed like his diaper was a hundred times more noticeable.

“I don’t give a crap.” Max said with a shrug, “We won’t get in trouble.”

Joey didn’t say what he was thinking. “You might not but I will…” Joey thought anxiously. He knew that Max and his twin were basically invulnerable to punishment and if the teacher found Max copying Joey’s work there was only one person who would be getting into trouble for it.

“Hand it over.” Max said more insistently. He held his hand out and waved his fingers impatiently.

Joey didn’t know what to do. On the one side he had his strict teacher and the potential to fail a class he had worked so hard in and on the other side was Max, the feared bully who was now staring at Joey expectantly. The seconds ticked by and Joey didn’t move.

“I’m warning yo-” Max didn’t have time to finish his thought as the door to the class opened.

Joey quickly shifted to face forwards again. He could feel his heart hammering but was thankful that the teacher had returned when she did to save him from Max. He swallowed hard and tried to get his brain to relax so he could continue working.

“You’ll regret that…” Max hissed from behind Joey.

Joey shuddered and simultaneously felt his diaper suddenly warming up. He closed his eyes and winced as he helplessly wet himself in his seat. He tried not to make it obvious that something was amiss but it was difficult to act normal whilst soaking yourself like that. Joey felt even more embarrassed than usual, not only was he embarrassingly wetting himself but it was in response to Max. He felt like a cartoon character wetting themselves in fear of the big bad bully.

When the bell rang and everyone put their things away Joey was happy to get out of the room as fast as possible. He glanced over his shoulder as he left and saw Max watching him, he felt a chill go down his spine. He could feel the warm sides of his diaper rubbing on the inside of his thighs. He was forced to waddle a little as he hurried away from Max.

Out in the hallway Joey tried to covertly assess his diaper but knew he needed a change. The padding had absorbed his urine and swelled up to hang low and rub against his thighs. He would be late for his next lesson which would surely look weird to the other students but it couldn’t be helped. It certainly wouldn’t be the first time he showed up to a class inexplicably late.

Joey walked down the hallway away from the classroom. The nurse’s office was at the far end of the busy thoroughfare. Joey knocked on the door and then looked around anxiously, students were passing him in both directions but no one was paying him much attention. He bit his lip as he waited, he hoped no one was already inside.

“Come in.” Came a female voice from inside the office.

Joey pushed the door open and stepped inside. The nurse was sitting at her computer and turned to smile when Joey stepped inside and closed the door. The nurse was in her mid-thirties and quite mousy in appearance. She was very thin, looking like a strong breeze would knock her over, but she was surprisingly strong as Joey knew. Her thick blonde hair was curled and came down to her shoulders. Joey knew her as Joyce

“The usual?” Joyce asked cheerily.

Joey nodded his head shyly. Having been in diapers full-time for years it was not at all unusual for Joey to see the nurse more than once a day. He knew the routine and although he still got embarrassed it was a lot easier to go through this than it once was. He put his bag down and then pulled his pants down revealing his diaper.

“I’ll be with you in a second.” Joyce said over her shoulder, “Just a wet one?”

Joey cringed but nodded his head. A vast majority of his diapers at school were just wet but he would be lying if he had never had a messy accident for the nurse to change.

Joey hopped up on to the table and laid down. He was left alone for around a minute as Joyce finished sorting through a box. She then pushed the box back against the wall and reached into a cupboard just above the sink.

“Hmm, we’re going to have to get your sister to bring in some more diapers.” Joyce said as she pulled a fresh disposable put of the clear plastic packaging, “Looks like we’ve nearly gone through the last shipment.”

“Already?” Joey couldn’t keep the surprise out of his voice.

“They never last as long as you think they will.” Joyce chuckled as she took the baby powder and wipes out from a drawer.

Joey didn’t look forward to telling Mandy that she needed to spend yet more money on his diapers. She never blamed him for needing more but he knew it was a strain on their finances. Mandy always insisted on buying premium quality diapers even though Joey told her cheaper ones would work just fine. Joey’s sister insisted that it was important for Joey to be comfortable. That extended to school as well, since the diapers Joey wore were expensive the school wouldn’t pay for them leaving it up to Mandy. Joey hoped one day he would get rich and would be able to pay Megan back for all her support.

The tapes on the diaper were loudly ripped off as Joey stared stoically up at the ceiling. He always felt like he should apologise for these changes no matter who was doing them. The nurse always said it was no problem and just part of her job but Joey always thought he was putting her out. Joey didn’t know what Mandy had told the school but no one ever suggested he should change himself.

“It’s a good job you came when you did.” Joyce said with a smile as she pulled out a bunch of wipes, “Not sure this would make it through another lesson.”

The smell of concentrated urine filled the air before the scent of the wet wipes joined in. Outside of his bedroom and the nurse’s office Joey recognized the smell as that of a nursery. It was the baby smell that parents would recognise as a freshly changed diaper.

Joey felt the nurse gingerly move him around to wipe every part with the damp tissues. He tried not to blush but inevitably did so. He prayed that his genitals wouldn’t mistake the cleaning for sexual intent, it didn’t happen often but whenever it did occur it was always mortifying for the young man.

“There we go.” Joyce said as she placed the last of the tapes. She patted the front of the diaper and smiled, “Should last until you get home but you know where I am if you need me.”

“Thanks.” Joey muttered quietly.

“Don’t forget to let your sister know about needing more diapers.” Joyce said as she dropped the used disposable in the trash, “The ones the school supplies would see you coming in here twice as often.”

“Right.” Joey said. He tried to smile but it came off as more of a grimace.

In truth Joey wanted to get out of the nurse’s office as quickly as possible. He didn’t like hanging around before or after a change since it just risked him being seen by someone who would ask awkward questions. He opened the door as soon as he saw the lid to the trash can was closed and stepped out into the busy hallway.

“Oh! Sorry!” Joey was in such a hurry he hadn’t been watching where he was going and he bumped right into a young woman causing her to drop the folders in her arms, “I was in a rush… and…”

Joey stuttered to a stop as he looked up and saw Fiona. She was bending over to pick up her dropped papers and Joey stooped down to help.

“It’s OK.” Fiona’s voice made Joey’s heart swell even if she did sound a little annoyed, “What were you doing in there?”

“In there?” Joey replied as he handed over the few pages he had picked up.

“The nurse’s office.” Fiona clarified as she gestured over Joey’s shoulder to the door he had just walked out of.

“Oh, I, erm… Just wasn’t feeling well.” Joey said unconvincingly, “I’m better now though.”

“Oh, that’s good.” Fiona smiled.

“Yeah…” Joey felt like he had to make the whole thing sound more convincing, “I threw up and I’m better now.”

As Joey smiled reassuringly he saw Fiona’s smile flicker and then disappear as she shuffled backwards noticeably. Joey’s mouth dropped open as he realised what he said. Rather than explaining himself he was making himself sound disgusting. It was better than the truth at least.

“Right… Well, I’ll see you later.” Fiona had the look of someone who wanted to get away from Joey as quickly as possible. She gave him a wide berth as she disappeared into the nurse’s office herself. Joey prayed Joyce had put the changing supplies away already.

Joey kept his forced smile up until the door closed and then faced the wall. With his eyes shut he lightly tapped his head against the wall and cursed himself for his own awkwardness. As if to put the cherry on top he felt his diaper suddenly warming and realised he was wetting himself, the dry diaper didn’t even last five minutes.

Elfy · August 2, 2022

Max and Megan want to leave school with a bang and they have already chosen their target. Now they just need to find a weakness...

Meanwhile, Joey has had a tough day at school but it doesn't get much better at home.

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Max and Megan

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“Let me copy you.” Max muttered as threateningly as possible to the nerd in front of him. What was his name? James? John? It started with J.

“I… I can’t.” The nerd had replied.

Max wasn’t used to being told no and he seethed. He kept up a vaguely friendly pretence to try and get his way but the nerd kept refusing him. The young man’s name came to him quite suddenly once the teacher had come back into the room. Joey. He was someone Max had messed with a few times but he wasn’t one of his main targets, mainly because he was relatively poor and there were much richer pickings elsewhere in the school.

Max hadn’t even tried to answer any more questions. He just sat and silently brooded whilst staring at the back of Joey’s head. Thoughts of getting his own back raced through his mind until the bell rang. He watched Joey stand up as quick as a flash to get out of the room. Max didn’t take his eyes off the nerd and when he looked back Max made sure to glower as threateningly as possible. He wanted it to be clear that this wasn’t going to be forgotten.

When Max left the classroom he looked left and right to try and see where his target had gone. He caught the back of Joey’s head bobbing against the crowd and heading towards the reception area. Max frowned, he knew Joey shared a lesson with him in the next period and yet the nerd was going the wrong way.

Feeling like a private investigator Max pushed his way through the crowd at a distance. When he finally got near the end of the corridor he saw Joey knock on a door and after a second he went inside. Max recognized the room as the nurse’s office. He’d sent enough kids there to know where it was, he wondered why Joey was going there though. It was usually after he was done beating them that they went rather than before. He didn’t seem unwell in class either.

Max waited in the corridor and when the crowds of students started to thin he hid in the doorway of an unused classroom. A few minutes later he saw a very distracted Joey walk out and then bump into another eighteen-year-old student.

“Klutz…” Max muttered under his breath.

After a short interaction Max saw Joey bang his head on the wall. After another half a minute it seemed that Joey realised he had somewhere to be and he suddenly started running down the hallway towards his next lesson. He was so preoccupied he didn’t notice Max who had pulled back into the shadows.

Max wasn’t sure what he had seen but he knew something was up. He skipped the next few periods and waited for lunch where he could speak to the person he always went to when a situation needed more than just violence.

“He went to the nurse’s office. So what?” Megan shrugged as they sat together at a table in the noisy cafeteria. No one was sitting near them despite how busy it was. Megan liked it this way, it made her feel like a VIP.

“So there was nothing wrong with him!” Max replied, “I sat behind him in English and watched him the whole time. He looked fine. He was well enough that he turned down letting me copy him.”

Megan bit into her sandwich with her brow furrowed. Max knew this look, it was a look that said the gears were turning in her head. Whereas he always saw things as a straight line from point A to point B Megan seemed to be able to find all the twists and turns that led to an answer he usually missed.

“It’s not much to go on.” Megan finally said.

“It’s not the first time he’s gone to the nurse’s room.” Max continued, “I was thinking about it whilst I hid out on the field and-”

“Why were you hiding on the field?” Megan asked with a frown.

“I was skipping classes.” Max said as if it was obvious.

Megan shook her head and chuckled.

“Anyway…” Max wanted to get the conversation back on track, “I was thinking about Joey and-”

“Thinking about boys whilst hiding behind the bushes?” Megan smirked at her own insinuation.

“For God’s sake will you let me finish!?” Max shouted. The rest of the cafeteria went quiet as faces turned to see where the noise had come from and if they had to get out of Dodge.

Megan put her hands up in pacification. She could never resist making little quips, she had a sharp mind but sometimes struggled to know when to stay quiet. It had gotten her in trouble with teachers more than a few times.

“I’ve seen Joey get up in class and whisper something to the teacher a bunch of times.” Max was finally able to say, “No one ever says where he goes and after a while it just became a thing that’s accepted, you know? He’d always come back after five or ten minutes and everything would continue as normal.”

Megan nodded as she took another bite of her sandwich.

“Now I’m thinking he was going to the nurse’s office all those times as well.” Max dropped his voice conspiratorially.

“Why?” Megan asked.

“Where else would he be going?” Max asked.

“I don’t know. The library? The bathroom?” Megan may have not sounded like she was on board with what Max was saying but her brow was furrowed and the cogs were turning. She was already thinking about ways to potentially turn the situation to her advantage before she even knew if there was a situation.

Max shook his head. He couldn’t explain why he was so confident Joey was going to the nurse’s office every time but it seemed to be the only reasonable explanation. The only problem was proving it, and even if they did prove he was going to the nurse’s room they still didn’t know what was happening inside.

“I’m not convinced.” Megan concluded as she wiped her hands after finishing the sandwich, “But I am curious. We’ll find out if he’s going to the nurse or not.”

“How?” Max asked with a frown.

“Just make sure you don’t miss our lift home.” Megan said as she stood up, “No fighting or whatever. We’ll need to get home as soon as possible.”

Max watched Megan walk away still feeling confused but also excited. If Megan had a plan he felt for sure they would soon know exactly what was going on.

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Max and Megan were picked up by a hired car. It was how they usually left school, with both parents working till much later Jane usually ordered a car to take the twins home. The twins’ mother didn’t like the thought of them being on the bus with the riff-raff. Max and Megan weren’t going to argue, this was a far more comfortable way to travel.

As soon as the car pulled up outside the house Max and Megan jumped out and walked away without a word to the driver. Megan led the way, she had refused to tell Max what the plan was and even now she batted away his questions as she opened the front door. Max was used to it, Megan would tell him what she was doing when she was good and ready.

Once inside the twins went straight up the large staircase. Megan grabbed Max’s sleeve and pulled him down the landing. The pair went past their bedroom as well as their parent’s bedroom. Megan only stopped when they were in front of their dad’s office.

“I don’t understand.” Max said quietly despite the fact they were home alone.

“Then it’s lucky you’ve got me.” Megan replied as she opened the office door.

“Can you just tell me what the plan is?” Max couldn’t keep the frustration out of his voice.

“It’s pretty simple.” Megan said with more than a hint of condescension, “If Joey is going to the nurse’s office that often then there might be something wrong with him. Dad’s just about the only doctor in town so it’s likely he will know what’s up. He keeps a back-up of patient’s medical notes on the computer in his office.”

“Should he be doing that?” Max asked.

“Are you kidding me?” Megan let out a bark of a laugh, “Of course he shouldn’t! And he certainly shouldn’t leave his computer unlocked so anyone can go snooping.”

“How do you know all this?” Max asked.

“I had to see dad about a… medical issue.” Megan said cagily, “He took me into the office and I saw all the systems and stuff. Dad could get in a lot of trouble if people find out about this though so it’s best we keep it to ourselves.”

“Or we could blackmail him?” Max suggested. He had no scruples at all.

“Are you kidding me?” Megan said, “I’m counting on that inheritance. I don’t want it all lost in lawsuits or ill-feelings.”

Megan sat in the luxurious leather chair in front of the computer screen. No expense had been spared on this home office. Oak shelves lined the rooms and were filled with dusty books. Some were newly released whilst others looked like they had been written a long time ago, they were all there for show, of that both twins were certain. Max stood behind Megan and leaned against some of the shelves as the computer powered up.

There was no password on the computer which shocked even Max. Megan seemed to know what she was doing as she navigated through a few folders. She clicked around a bit until a huge list of names appeared.

“Right, what’s Joey’s surname?” Megan asked.

“Erm…” Max pursed his lips.

“Oh, come on…” Megan sighed, “You’re in the same classes and you don’t know his last name?”

“I do!” Max asserted, “Just give me a second… Mitchell? Morgan? It starts with an M.” Max tried to wrack his brains as Megan scrolled through the list of names.

“Matheson?” Megan asked.

“That’s it!” Max banged the desk earning him a stern look from Megan.

Megan shook her head before looking back to the computer. She double clicked on “Joey Matheson” and waited as the page loaded. She leaned back in her chair until the page finally appeared. Max leaned against the back of the chair as they both scanned the page.

“Holy shit.” Megan whispered.

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Joey

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Joey walked through the front door after a long day at school. He kept replaying the run in with Fiona in his head and thinking about all the ways he could have done something differently. The girl that he knew he had no chance with but crushed on massively would never see him as anything but a freak.

“Hello?” Joey called out as he closed the front door behind him.

Mandy wasn’t home yet. She often got home about an hour after Joey but sometimes she was allowed to leave early. Joey started stripping off his clothes as he walked through to the laundry room. He put everything in the washing machine leaving himself in only his diaper. He reached down between his legs to assess the state of his underwear. He was very wet, it wasn’t an emergency but no doubt Mandy would be changing him soon after she returned.

Joey decided getting dressed was pointless until he had his diaper changed so he went into the living room and turned the television on. He laid down on the couch and felt the thick padding crinkle between his thighs. He relaxed and decompressed, his number one goal was to forget the embarrassing episode with Fiona.

It wasn’t uncommon for Joey to fall asleep for a little bit after getting home from school, this was especially true for when Mandy was home later than he was. Joey closed his eyes and almost felt like he was sinking into the couch cushions as unconsciousness overcame him.

Usually Joey was woken up by the sound of the front door opening when he napped on the couch. Today though the first thing that roused him from his nap was a loud exclamation of his name.

“JOEY!” Mandy sounded upset.

Joey opened his eyes and immediately knew what the problem was. Around the edges of his diaper’s leg bands Joey could feel wetness that also went down his legs and up his back. He sat up and pulled his legs close to his chest, the cushion his lower half had been on was darkened from a large stain. Joey was mortified and covered his face in his hands when he realised his diaper had leaked all over the couch.

“Get up!” Mandy exclaimed as she rushed forwards to the couch.

Mandy had good reason to be upset. Joey stood up and stepped back to see that thanks to his move he had now also left a wet mark on the other couch seat. His diaper drooped heavily and forced him into big waddled steps. Joey saw that Mandy hadn’t even got out of her shoes or coat after getting home, she was now crouched next to the sofa and trying to assess the damage.

“I’m… I’m sorry.” Joey stuttered. He was embarrassed that he had done such a thing.

“Why didn’t you get changed if you needed it?” Mandy asked in frustration as she pulled the couch cushions away.

“You weren’t here…” Joey muttered quietly.

Mandy stood back up and sighed. Joey was looking at the floor but could see her walk towards him, her feet shuffled forwards and she wrapped her arms around him. Joey sighed and melted into the hug feeling some of the shame evaporating.

“I’m sorry.” Mandy said, “I should’ve been here to help. Work asked me to stay a little later, I didn’t think it would be a problem.”

Joey was let go from the hug and he awkwardly stood still whilst Mandy looked down and sighed. There was no physical reason why Joey couldn’t have changed himself but it was just never something he did. Mandy always insisted on doing it herself. He cursed himself, if he had stayed awake he was sure that he would’ve been able to prevent the leak.

“Come on, let’s get this sorted out. Hop in the shower and I’ll get you ready for a change.” Mandy smiled and rubbed Joey’s hair maternally, “And how about pizza tonight?”

Joey couldn’t help but burst into a smile. Pizza was his favourite food by far and the promise of getting some made everything seem much better. He waddled out of the living room whilst trying to prevent himself dripping on the floor even further.

In the bathroom Joey pulled at the tapes of his heavy diaper and it fell to the ground with a splat. He was shocked at just how wet it was, the padding was puffed up and yellowed from the front to the back. He didn’t understand where all this urine could come from, he didn’t think he had drunk more than usual today but the evidence was right there in his diaper.

The shower warmed up quickly and Joey stepped into the water gratefully. He felt his body relax as the hot water cascaded down over him. The streaks of urine on his legs were replaced by clean water and he picked up the soap to give himself a thorough cleaning. He ended up standing under the water much longer than he had planned, he felt so relaxed he couldn’t bring himself to step back out until there was a knock on the door.

“Joey? Everything OK in there?” Mandy shouted over the sound of water.

“Yeah, I’ll be out in a minute.” Joey replied as he reluctantly turned off the water.

Joey dried himself off and balled up his used diaper. It wasn’t often he did this himself so when he stuck the tapes down he found the whole thing was a little looser than when his sister did it. As soon as he was sufficiently dry he opened the bathroom door and shivered at the blast of cooler air. He hurried along to his bedroom where he found Mandy sitting on the edge of the bed with an opened diaper next to her. She smiled as Joey walked in and patted the diaper next to her.

Joey opened his towel. He was used to Mandy seeing him naked so he felt little shame about being in such a way. He was about to climb on to the bed when he felt the dreaded feeling of warm liquid rushing down from his bladder and out the end of his penis. The first spurt splashed pathetically on to the floor before Joey could pull the towel between his legs.

Not even in Joey’s worst nightmares could he have imagined just openly wetting himself like this just after leaking. It felt like the final straw for Joey who felt his throat constrict in shame, a big sob was forced out of his mouth and as he peed into his towel he started crying.

“Oh, Joey…” Mandy said softly, “It’s OK.”

With his small wetting finally over Joey let go of the towel and it dropped to the floor. He took a step forwards as Mandy stood up and allowed himself to be swallowed by her hug. Joey cried softly into his big sister’s shoulder as she gently patted his back.

“I’m sorry.” Joey finally said as he pulled away and wiped his eyes.

“It’s not your fault.” Mandy replied, “Shall we get you taped up?”

Joey climbed on to the bed and laid down on top of the new diaper. After everything that had happened the padding being wrapped around his waist felt like a safety blanket, he wouldn’t need to worry about any more leaks for a while and knew his sister was there for him when he needed a change.

“It’s just been a hell of a day…” Joey sighed as the diaper was taped up.

Elfy · August 10, 2022

The prom is coming up and the students are abuzz.

Having recently looked at their father's computer and found Joey's medical records Max and Megan are trying to hatch a plan to turn them into legends.

Meanwhile Joey is unsure about going to the prom at all. There is one person he would love to go with but asking his crush out could be too much for the timid young man.

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Max and Megan

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“How do we play this?” Max asked like an excitable puppy jumping at Megan’s leg.

“Just keep your cool.” Megan replied, “This is a gift from the Gods. We can’t waste it. This is our last chance to leave a mark on this hellhole before we graduate.”

The twins were sitting in the cafeteria at their usual table. They were both staring out across the busy room where they could see Joey sitting at another table along with the nerds that they regularly bullied. He was completely oblivious to the fact that he was being schemed against. Megan loved the feeling of knowing something that no one else knew, it felt like power.

“I just want to shout it out!” Max laughed, “Imagine that! Everyone in the cafeteria hearing that and turning to look at him!”

“You better not ruin this for me.” Megan replied darkly, “Shut up and calm down.”

Megan ate her apple as her mind ran through all the different ways to humiliate someone. Ever since she had found out that Joey was wearing diapers she had known this was the big act that she had been waiting for. But it had to be more than just announcing it to people, there had to be a better way to maximize the humiliation.

“Do you remember when we started at this school?” Megan asked Max.

“What about it?” Max replied.

“Remember everyone used to talk about “The Fish”?” Megan said, “The guy who graduated just before we got here. He was the tough guy who everyone was afraid of. Do you remember how he got that nickname? Do you remember what he did just before leaving?”

“Something to do with a fish?” Max shrugged.

“Someone alert Mensa we’ve got ourselves a genius.” Megan muttered with a shake of her head.

“What’s Mensa?” Max frowned.

“The previous principal who left at the same time as The Fish had a tank in his office filled with little fish. He loved those animals, from what I’ve heard he had loads of books about them behind his desk and had loads more at home…”

“What a weirdo.” Max barked a laugh, “But what’s that got to do with Joey?”

“So The Fish is a troublemaker and gets sent to the principal’s office loads of times.” Megan continued, “He sees this old guy caring for these fish like they’re his kids or something. He comes up with the ultimate prank. He goes into the principal’s office at the start of lunch saying he got sent there by some teacher. He waits for the principal to leave the room and then makes his move.”

“What’d he do?” Max asked.

“I’m about to tell you if you stop interrupting me.” Megan shot back in annoyance, “The Fish goes and opens one of the desk drawers and finds this dude’s packed lunch. He pulls out his sandwiches and adds a special ingredient.”

“You don’t mean…” Max’s eyes went wide, “Jesus, what a sick guy.”

“He took a couple of fish from the tank and put them in the sandwich. He wrapped it all up and put it back in the drawer. Then he sat back and pretended to be interested in what the principal had to say until he took that big bite out of his sandwich.”

“Holy crap.” Max replied, “That’s genius!”

“The principal belatedly realised what he has done and has a complete breakdown.” Megan finishes, “He throws up, he bursts into tears and he runs from the room. The Fish got expelled but he was failing out anyway, he didn’t care. The principal quit after that, no idea what happened to him.”

Max was thumping the table causing people to look around as he laughed loudly. Megan watched him with an amused kind of smile as she ate some more of her food. She looked out over to Joey again as her mind turned over the possibilities.

“But what’s that got to do with Joey?” Max eventually asked when he had calmed down enough, “You want to put fish in his diaper?”

“I want to do something that will have people talking years from now.” Megan said, “Something that goes down in legend just like The Fish.”

“Well, you can work that out.” Max said as he stood up and stretched, “I’m going to go take a crap.”

Megan watched her brother leave with his usual swagger. A path cleared in front of him as if he was a shark swimming through waters teeming with prey. Megan smiled to herself and she shook her head. He didn’t need to know that the story she had told was completely made up, he didn’t need to know that The Fish never existed. All Megan needed her brother to believe was that they had to make their mark. Maybe some part of his Neanderthal brain would actually think of some kind of idea.

Megan finished her lunch and stood up. She walked past Joey on her way out of the room and stared at him the whole way. She looked down at his waist and tried to see if she could tell what he was wearing. It didn’t seem possible, at least whilst he was sitting down. She had been planning to leave but when she heard Joey talking to his friends she decided to sit down at a table behind him, time for a little covert reconnaissance. The boys and girls who had been sitting there scattered in short time.

“What do you mean you aren’t going to the prom?” One of the other guys said at the table behind Megan.

“You know…” That voice came from directly behind Megan. It must’ve been Joey.

“I don’t know!” Another man said, “I know we aren’t the most popular but we have to go!”

“I’d rather not.” Joey replied.

“It could be the last time we see each other.” This voice was female, “Get some last pictures and memories before we go off to college.”

“I know but…” Joey sounded like this was an excruciating conversation for him.

“He’s just annoyed because Fiona won’t go with him!” This was a different male voice with a slight accent.

Megan perked up a bit. Fiona? She only knew one Fiona in their grade. Was it possible Joey had a crush on her? All of the calculations in her head started adjusting for the new information. New possibilities opened up and she knew that somehow or other she had to make sure Fiona was there for the embarrassment. The prom too seemed like a great setting for a final hurrah.

“Fiona’s out of my league.” Joey replied. It sounded to Megan like a statement of fact rather than an opinion.

Megan stood up and walked away from the lunch table in deep thought. The pieces were starting to come together, she just needed some time to process everything and formulate a plan. She went to her next lesson and paid no attention at all to anything being said, instead she wrote notes on possible schemes.

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“I’ve got the where and the when.” Megan said to Max in the car home later that day, “I just need to get the how.”

“Sweet.” Max replied, “I want revenge on him so much it’s all I can to stop from beating him up.”

“Easy, big guy.” Megan said slowly, “We’re close to something historic.”

Max didn’t particularly care about history or elaborate schemes. He just wanted Joey to know what happened to people who said no to him. The only reason he hadn’t taken matters into his own big meaty hands was because he trusted Megan to come up with something truly diabolical.

The car stopped and the two twins let themselves into their house. They both went upstairs but when Max stopped at his bedroom he noticed his sister going towards their father’s office again. He frowned but closed his bedroom door and followed Megan again. He didn’t know what she was planning but he was curious enough to follow her.

“I heard Joey mention a Fiona at lunch.” Megan answered the unspoken question, “I want to know if there’s anything I can find out about her.”

Megan repeated her actions of the previous day on her dad’s computer. She searched for Fiona’s the same age as they were and quickly looked through the four different medical records. None of them had anything exciting in, certainly nothing that could be used in a plot.

“We need to make sure Joey goes to the prom.” Megan said as she shut down the computer.

“I don’t think those nerds have gone to any parties.” Max replied with a sneer.

“Well we need to find a way to make sure he’s at this one.” Megan said as she stood up, “I heard his friends pressuring him to go so I think it’s possible. He has a crush on Fiona too, maybe there’s something we can do there.”

“Good luck.” Max said, “Fiona and Joey are in different stratospheres. She’s really popular.”

“Then it’s up to us to get the two of them together.” Megan concluded, “I think I have an idea…”

Max watched as Megan strode out of the room. He was frowning at her. Whilst he supported humiliating Joey in the strongest way possible he thought it was asking for a miracle to get him and Fiona together. It would be like a King marrying a commoner. He shook his head as he walked out of the office and went back to his bedroom.

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Joey

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Joey hated going to parties and socializing. Most of the conversations he had outside of school were online and he was happy with that. In person socializing was scary and he was constantly on alert in case someone discovered his secret. He avoided every party and gathering he could get away with. So how he had been convinced by his friends to go to the prom was a mystery to him. It was the last time he would get to make memories with a lot of his friends.

This presented a new problem though. If Joey was going to the prom he would need a date. He couldn’t be one of the losers who showed up alone and skulked in the corner. His friends, for the most part, had people to go with but Joey only had eyes for one woman. She was standing by her locker just down the hallway.

“Just do it, man.” Charlie, Joey’s closest friend, urged, “What have you got to lose?”

“My dignity?” Joey replied causing his friend to laugh.

“We’re all leaving this school in a week or two.” Charlie said, “You ask her out. She says no. In one week you never have to see her again. What’s the worst that can happen?”

“If she says no it will crush me.” Joey deadpanned, “I will literally never recover.”

“Don’t be dramatic.” Charlie laughed, “Just man up and ask her.”

Charlie walked away after giving Joey a small shove in the back. Joey swallowed as he looked at Fiona from afar, something he was very used to doing. He took a few tentative steps forwards and desperately fought the urge to turn around and run away. His diaper, wet as it usually was, hugged his crotch; it was almost comforting in it’s own annoying way.

The school halls were packed with students. It was the end of the day and everyone was excited to go home so Joey had to fight through the crowds. When he was stood five feet away from Fiona he started thinking about what he might actually say. He hadn’t spoken to the beautiful woman since he had knocked into her and acted weirdly. He waited for her to put her books in her bag before taking a deep breath.

“Fiona, I was just wondering if you maybe wanted to…” Joey swallowed hard, “Go to the prom with me?”

“Oh, Joey…” Fiona’s face immediately betrayed the answer that was coming.

“Don’t worry about it.” Joey quickly interrupted before Fiona could actually say no.

“I already said I’d go with Max.” Fiona said. Was it Joey’s imagination or did she look disappointed?

“Oh, Max… He’s a…” Joey didn’t quite know what to say but he guessed he shouldn’t call him an asshole to his date’s face.

“You should’ve asked me earlier.” Fiona had a rueful smile on her face. Joey couldn’t decide whether she was genuinely unhappy he hadn’t asked her or if she was just pitying him. They had been acquaintances for a long time but never really spent time together after all. Would she really have been open to a date with Joey?

“Really?” Joey asked. He couldn’t help but sound surprised.

“Yeah, I might’ve…” Fiona sighed and looked down at her back which she promptly zipped cup, “Well, maybe another time, eh?”

An awkward silence fell between the two eighteen-year-olds. Joey was both shocked and disappointed that he actually had a chance with the woman of his dreams but had missed it with his inaction. He wondered if showing a spine would make a difference, he considered telling Fiona to drop the other date and come with him but the thought vanished as quickly as it had appeared.

“I’ll see you later then.” Fiona said. She flashed a brief smile before turning and walking away.

If anything this was worse than if she had said no. Joey had no one to blame but himself, he had spent so long thinking Fiona was out of his league that he had never taken the plunge and risked rejection when he had what seemed to be a good chance for success. He looked up at the ceiling in frustration. At least it gave him an excuse not to go to the prom.

“That was harsh.” A female voice behind Joey made him jump. He jumped again when he turned around to see a most unexpected face.

Megan was leaning against the lockers just behind Joey. How long had she been there? Had she witnessed the whole thing? Why was she even talking to Joey when the two barely knew each other by sight?

“I’ve got to go…” Joey mumbled.

Joey knew about Megan by reputation. The twin sister of Max, she was no less a bully even if she was rarely as physical as her brother. She was smiling in a way Joey supposed she thought was endearing but actually seemed quite scary. Joey looked over his shoulder and half-expected to see Max right behind him coming for revenge for not being able to copy his work. There was no one out of the ordinary there, just the last few stragglers leaving school.

“Relax.” Megan’s voice was softer than Joey thought it would be, “My idiot brother is in detention.”

Joey was still tense. He knew Megan could be just as dominant as her brother and if she demanded something he knew there would be little he could do to resist lest he experience retribution. As always happened when he felt uncomfortable Joey became hyper-aware of his diaper.

“Want to go to the prom with me?” Megan tossed out almost casually.

“I… What!?” Joey couldn’t hide his surprise. Even more than that he couldn’t hide the feeling that he was being set up for something. He looked over his shoulder again but was still alone.

“Do you want to go to the prom with me?” Megan repeated. She rolled her eyes. The smile growing a little more forced.

“Why?” Joey frowned. His mind felt like it had been shocked to a temporary standstill, “I mean… Why do you want to go with me?”

“Geez, you don’t have much self-confidence do you?” Megan snorted.

“No… I mean, well…” Joey spluttered. As if noticing his discomfort his body decided to push things up a notch and the front of his diaper grew suddenly warmer.

Joey didn’t know what to do. If Fiona wasn’t available for a date Joey would’ve rather not gone at all but his friends had been so happy when he said he would be there. Even then going alone would probably have been preferable than going with the bully. He didn’t understand why Megan would even be the slightest bit interested in a nerd like him.

“Let me make it easier for you.” Megan stepped forwards and placed a hand on Joey’s shoulder, “You’re going to the prom with me. You’re going to get a nice suit, hire a car and turn up at my house half an hour early.”

“But…” Joey Stuttered.

“And if you don’t Max is going to have a real fun time with you.” Megan leaned in close, “I’ve got him on a leash at the moment but he really wants to get at you after you said no to him.”

Joey’s eyes were wide and he gulped. He watched Megan smirk before giving him a couple of hard taps to the cheek. She took a second and then walked past Joey and down the hallway towards the exit. Joey watched her go in shock.

Once Megan had disappeared from view Joey went to his locker and started getting his stuff out. He heard footsteps coming towards him and saw Charlie walking up with a big smile on his face.

“So? What did she say?” Charlie asked expectantly.

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Elfy · August 18, 2022

It's Prom night!

Max and Megan discuss their plan and how it's working whilst Joey is shocked he has a date at all. Joey discovers his sister is going to be more involved than he originally thought shortly before leaving to pick up his date...

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Max and Megan

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Max came home later than usual thanks to his detention. He was in a bad mood when he walked through the door and went straight upstairs. Despite often getting in trouble he rarely got detentions. It was a new teacher who didn’t know who Max was, he would learn…

Max walked along the landing towards his bedroom but when he passed his sister’s room he heard the sound of someone quickly getting out of bed and hurrying across the room. The door opened and Megan was standing in her dressing gown, her hair was wet and Max guessed she was recently out of the shower.

“I did it.” Megan said, “I’m officially going to prom with Joey. I already know you held up your end of the plan.”

“You do?” Max replied with a frown.

“The loser actually asked Fiona to the prom.” Megan smirked, “Which is the definition of optimism. The weird thing is I think she would’ve said yes had you not already asked her.”

“How did you get Joey to agree to a date?” Max asked.

“I didn’t give him a choice.” Megan snorted, “I said you’d beat him up if he refused.”

Max chuckled. He wished the nerd had said no. He understood Megan’s need to create something that would be remembered forever, she was like an artist on that front, but Max would’ve been just as happy simply punching Joey’s lights out and walking away.

“Fiona wasn’t a problem then?” Megan continued.

“Nope. I asked her out and she agreed.” Max smiled, “Sometime it helps being just this handsome.”

“In your dreams.” Megan laughed.

Megan stepped back and indicated for Max to come inside. Max walked into his sister’s bedroom and went straight over to the swivel chair in front of her computer desk. Megan sat on the edge of the bed facing him.

“So what’s the plan from here?” Max asked.

“Getting them to the prom was the hard part.” Megan said as she picked up a comb and started putting it through her wet hair, “Next we need to get them voted King and Queen of the prom.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Max sighed, “They aren’t even going together.”

“That doesn’t matter as long as they get the votes.” Megan countered, “And getting them up on stage together will give us a prime window to humiliate Joey. No one will forget what we’ll do. We’ll be heroes!”

“Whatever.” Max shrugged, “I just want to get Joey.”

“You should take some pride in your work.” Megan smirked, “Why settle for beating someone up when you can destroy them.”

Max was actually feeling a little worried about his sister as she closed the door with a chuckle. She was acting like an evil villain and whilst Max could get on board with bullying and humiliating people he had never known how far Megan was willing to go.

The week leading up to the prom was spent preparing for it. Max hired a tuxedo, he hated the way he looked in it but Fiona demanded he look smart. It felt weird grooming himself and dressing up, he kept himself clean for the most part but he had never taken that much pride in his appearance that he would spend a couple of hours getting ready for something. If he thought his preparations were overbearing and making him uncomfortable it was nothing compared to his sister who was like a woman possessed.

Megan had bought a very elegant dress using her parents’ money. It was a deep purple and exposed so much of her breasts it was almost obscene. She had stood in front of the mirror modelling the dress on several occasions. If she was going to go to the prom she was going to make sure she stole the show in every way. She had bought some very expensive make-up and perfume for the first time in her life.

More than once Max found his sister practicing her make-up and hair. She had never been very girly and yet now seemed to be spending an inordinate amount of time working on her appearance. Whenever he looked in through her bedroom door she would hurriedly run over and slam it closed with blushing cheeks.

Megan only occasionally spoke with Joey in the intervening week and only did so to give him more instructions as to what to do. She gave him money to hire a nice car and also showed him the exact suit she wanted him to wear. Meanwhile, Max mostly ignored Fiona when she called or texted only talking to her the bare minimum amount he could get away with. He spent most of the week going from person to person and telling them it would very much be in their interests to vote for Fiona and Joey to be prom King and Queen.

On the day of the prom itself both Max and Megan spent most of their time getting ready. Megan in particular felt butterflies and kept running through the plan in her head. When she wasn’t obsessing over the plan herself she was reminding Max about what he needed to be doing.

“I’m serious, Max.” Megan said once they were both sitting in the living room and waiting for their ride, “We have one shot at immortality here. Don’t fuck it up.”

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Joey

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The week before prom felt surreal. Joey hadn’t gone to many parties before and he certainly hadn’t been on a date but he was certain this wasn’t normal. He barely spoke to Megan all week and the only communication was when he received instructions to do things. It was like receiving commandments from upon high. He was told what to wear, which car to rent, what time to pick her up and even tiny details like how he was to address her was spelled out for him.

Joey felt less like he was going on a date and more like he was a servant. In some ways he didn’t care too much because Megan wasn’t exactly his choice for a date but he would’ve still liked a little input. Whilst everyone was excitedly discussing their plans Joey could only do what Megan told him.

The biggest worry in Joey’s mind had nothing to do with the lead up to the prom or even the event itself. Joey was very scared of what would happen after the party had finished. He knew the event was taking place in a hotel and he knew a lot of rooms were booked for afterwards. Joey had no idea what Megan was planning and she was remaining tight-lipped about it. Like any horny young virgin Joey was at least interested in the idea of sex but there was a big crinkly barrier he was terrified she would find.

It wouldn’t even take a trip to a hotel room for Joey’s secret to be found. What if Megan wanted to slow dance? What if she bumped into him in the wrong way? It felt like there was a thousand chances for his diaper to be found.

Joey was sitting in his room quietly with a soaked diaper underneath him. Mandy was coming to change him soon having just got home from work but in the meantime he was left with his thoughts. He wondered, not for the first time, if he should cancel the date but the threat of Max coming for him quickly pushed that thought away. The prom was tomorrow, Joey had to accept he was going.

“Right, you all ready?” Mandy walked through the doorway with the same reassuring smile she always had.

“Yeah.” Joey replied as he laid back on his bed. After thousands of changes it certainly felt like both he and his sister could go through this process whilst blindfolded.

Mandy got the supplies out and laid them on the bed. She hummed happily as she did so whilst Joey stared up at the ceiling. The tapes were pulled away, the front was lowered, wet wipes cleaned his intimate parts and then a new diaper was slipped underneath him all within a minute or so.

“Oh, I haven’t mentioned that I got a call today!” Mandy said as she repositioned the crinkling disposable, “Your school had a chaperone cancel at the last minute. I hope it doesn’t cramp your style but I’m going to be helping out.”

Joey’s eyes went wide. Mandy was smiling like this wasn’t a big deal but to Joey it felt really bad. It felt like the cherry of worry on a cupcake made of anxiety. He stayed silent as he was changed, he prayed that if he was to suffer humiliation his sister wouldn’t see it. With the other students at least there was a good chance he could avoid them forever since school was over but how would he ever look at his sister again after being made a laughing stock?

“Dinner will be soon, OK?” Mandy said as she placed the last tape.

Joey nodded and mustered the closest thing to a smile he could manage in the circumstances. When Mandy left with the used diaper he flopped back down against his bed and just prayed that he could get through the prom without being discovered. He was so close to finishing school with his embarrassing secret remaining just that.

Joey woke up the next day with a sinking feeling. There was no school, just the prom that evening. Joey rolled over to look at his bedside table, his phone was flashing and when he picked it up he saw he already had four text messages from Megan. He put his phone back down with butterflies in his tummy. It took him ten minutes to work up the nerve to get out of bed.

With just a shirt over his torso Joey made his way downstairs. His diaper crinkled though since it was wet it was quieter than it had been the previous night. Judging from the noises in the kitchen Mandy was also up and making breakfast.

“Hey.” Mandy said as she twisted around to see the new entrant, “Thought we’d just have some breakfast before changing you.”

Joey yawned and nodded as he sat down. He reached down to his diaper and adjusted himself whilst he waited for his food. When Mandy put the plate in front of him and then sat down herself Joey licked his lips. Eggs and bacon were his favourite.

“Feeling excited?” Mandy asked as she started tucking in.

“I guess.” Joey replied noncommittally. He would describe himself more as terrified than excited.

“What about this girl?” Mandy said in between mouthfuls of food, “Maureen, was it?”

“Megan.” Joey clarified.

“Megan, right.” Mandy nodded, “So what’s she like? You must really like her to be going to all this trouble. You’ve never been to a school function after all.”

Joey gave a nervous little smile. He couldn’t admit the truth, that he was going on his first date simply because he was too scared to say no. He didn’t want to tell his sister that Megan was a horrible person and just about the last person he would want to be romantically involved with. Thankfully Mandy didn’t press the issue and once breakfast and the diaper change was finished she left the bedroom and closed the door behind her.

Joey involuntarily shivered as the door swung closed. Hanging on the hook was his suit, it certainly looked fancy but Joey wasn’t comfortable wearing it at all. He looked at his clock and watched the seconds tick closer to the prom. He took a deep breath and didn’t move as his mind went back to imagining all the worst possible scenarios. For the whole day he did little but sit and ruminate over all the possible things that could go wrong.

With half an hour left before he was due to leave Joey was starting to get his suit ready. His stomach was fluttering with butterflies and his diaper was wet, he was waiting for Mandy to come in and change him one last time before leaving. He had received a lot of messages from Megan, it felt strange to hear his phone beeping so often without being expected to reply to anything. Megan wasn’t looking for conversation, Joey followed her directions even if they worried him. When Megan reminded him to bring some condoms “just in case” and a winky face Joey almost threw up from nerves.

Once Mandy had changed his diaper for the final time before prom Joey got dressed into his suit. There was nothing left now but to wait for the car to arrive and go. He couldn’t take his eyes off the clock and whilst he was sure all his friends were excitedly waiting for the start of the party Joey was just hoping it would be over as soon as possible.

“The car’s here!” Mandy called up the stairs.

It was right on time and Joey put the finishing touches on his suit. He stood up and walked down the stairs like a condemned man. He saw that his sister had dressed up a bit as well and as he put his shoes on he tried to judge how well hidden his diaper was. It crinkled but not too loudly, he would just have to keep his distance from other people.

Joey led the way outside and as he approached the car he saw the driver get out and walk around to Mandy. The two of them discussed some things and then Mandy signed a piece of paper before receiving the keys. She shook hands with the driver who proceeded to leave.

“Didn’t I tell you?” Mandy asked as she saw Joey’s confused expression, “As well as chaperone I’m also acting as driver. Don’t worry, I’ll have the divider up, you can just pretend I’m not there.”

It didn’t make much difference to Joey and he climbed into the backseat of the large black car. It certainly seemed fancy; the back of the car had a television screen, a minibar and a number of other luxuries.

“Ready to go?” Mandy asked, “We have a few stops to make.”

“Sure.” Joey said. He wasn’t really paying attention as he looked around the back of the vehicle.

Joey didn’t recognize the first stop on their journey. He looked out the window at a semi-detached house not unlike his own. Mandy stepped out and walked up to the door as Joey watched through the tinted windows. After a small delay the front door opened and Joey’s mouth dropped open.

Fiona looked amazing as she stepped out into the front garden. She had a strapless light blue full length dress. She was wearing black shoes with huge heels, Joey had no idea how women stood up in those let alone walk. Her hair was put up in a bun with strands falling either side of her face. She held a small black handbag in her hands and laughed at something Mandy said as they walked to the car together. Mandy opened the door and Joey watched his crush slip inside.

“Hello.” Fiona smiled towards Joey, “I’m glad you managed to find a date after…”

“Yeah.” Joey quickly interrupted before he could be reminded of his rejection.

“Your sister told me you are going with Megan?” Fiona’s smile twitched a little. Whether it was confusion or sympathy Joey didn’t know, “She’s… nice.”

Joey smiled unconvincingly and nodded his head a couple of times. It felt awkward. The person Joey wished he was going to prom with was now sitting next to him as they went to pick up the date he definitely didn’t want. He didn’t know how he would be able to sit there when Max got into the car, he didn’t deserve a lovely woman like Fiona.

There wasn’t much chatting as the car threaded itself through the streets. When it finally came to a stop it was in front of a large mansion. Mandy leaned out of the window at the gate and told the intercom who she was. After a couple of seconds the gate swung open and the car rolled down the gravel drive. Fiona let out a low whistle.

“Swanky place, eh?” Fiona said.

The car stopped at the bottom of a large porch. Mandy opened the door but before she could even take a step the front doors opened and the twins stepped outside. Joey took a deep breath as his anxiety spiked yet again.

Elfy · August 27, 2022

It's time for the Prom... more specifically it's time for the twins to enact their dastardly plan to humiliate Joey.

Joey is hoping for a quiet night and an opportunity to slip away afterwards but Megan has very different ideas.

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Max and Mandy

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“I remember my prom…” Jane, the twins’ mother reminisced with a wry smile, “I went with a guy called Chad. He picked me up half an hour late and then got so drunk he passed out on the middle of the dance floor.”

Max was waiting for the car in the large hall just inside the front door. Jane was sitting on the bottom step of the stairs nearby. Megan was in one of the downstairs bathrooms putting the finishing touches on her make-up whilst the twins’ father sat in the living room with his newspaper.

“Sounds magical.” Max replied sarcastically as he glanced out the window at the driveway.

“It was.” Jane continued, “I met your father that night. He was with some stuck-up bitch who thought she was better than the rest of us. What was her name, dear?”

“Julia.” Anthony replied from his armchair just out of sight in the next room.

“That’s right…” Jane scowled a little, “Bitch.”

Jane looked a lot like her daughter sometimes and when she was feeling vindictive the resemblance was uncanny. She took great delight in knowing that out of everyone at their school she had been the most successful. Even her husband was a trophy, she had made it her mission on her prom night to stick it to Julia.

“The car’s here.” Max called out as he looked through the window next to the front door.

The sound of heeled feet clacked across the tiled floor. Megan appeared and looked through the window on the other side of the door. The car was rolling along the long drive. Megan pulled back with a big smile and could feel her heart fluttering. All the preparation was about to come to fruition. She could hardly believe this was the big night but she was fully prepared. She ran through her mental checklist one last time to make sure she hadn’t forgotten anything.

“Well, I’ll leave you two to it.” Jane said. She stepped forwards to hug each of her children, “Have a good night.”

“Thanks Mom.” Megan replied with a smile. Max merely grunted in reply.

Megan kept the smile plastered on her face as she watched her mom leave. As soon as she was out of eyesight the smile disappeared and she turned to face her brother.

“Are you ready?” Megan asked Max.

Max held out his arms and did a slow spin to show his sister that he was fully dressed. He could see Megan smirking at him as she rolled her eyes.

“You know what I mean.” Megan sighed, “You know the plan?”

“Jesus, Megan, you’ve spent the last week talking of nothing else.” Max turned back to the window, “I know the plan backwards, forwards and upside down.”

“Right, good, let’s go.” Megan said as she stood back from the window and dusted her dress down one last time, “Tonight we become legends.”

Max rolled his eyes again but had to admit he was looking forwards to the fireworks. He opened the front door and stepped out with his sister beside him. He swaggered down the steps to the car and opened the door, he slid in and was followed closely by Megan. The two twins sat opposite their dates.

“Hey, you look great!” Max said as he looked across at Fiona who giggled bashfully.

Megan looked at Joey and waited for him to make a similar comment but her date remained silent. She saw the young man looking everywhere but at any of the other people. His shyness could be considered cute but to Megan it was just weakness. The car quickly lapsed into silence as it made it’s way towards the hotel where the party was.

Megan sat back in her seat and crossed her legs. She didn’t stop watching Joey which clearly made his very uncomfortable. She enjoyed seeing him squirm and could only imagine what it would be like later on.

When the car finally came to a halt Max was the first one to step out. Megan followed and then their two dates stepped out behind them. Megan saw Mandy coming with them towards the entrance and looked quizzical.

“I’m a last minute chaperone.” Mandy said with a smile.

“Oh.” Megan went through some mental arithmetic as she worked out whether this would make a change to her plan, “OK.”

The five of them walked through the front doors. The lobby was filled with people in fancy looking clothes. Everyone seemed to be trying to outdo each other and look the best. A door to the side was open allowing flashing lights and loud music to leak out into the lobby.

“Have fun!” Mandy said as she walked towards a table to sign in.

Max put his arm around Fiona and the two of them walked into party. Megan saw Fiona looking a little cross, she got the feeling that her brother’s date didn’t appreciate his forwardness. It made no difference to her as long as they got through this night. She looked at Joey and waited for him to take her into the party but he was watching his sister walk away with a look of worry.

“Come on…” Megan said finally. She reached out and took Joey’s hand and pulled him into the hall herself.

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Joey

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Joey was pulled through the doorway into a party that was already in full swing. It was the first party he had been to since a friend’s birthday party when they had been kids. The music was loud and the strobing lights disorientating. It was like stepping into an unknown alien world and Joey was left grasping at something that he could use as an anchor.

“Why don’t you get us a couple of drinks?” Megan shouted over the music.

Joey could smell her perfume when she leaned in. It was a fruity smell, something that Joey couldn’t quite pinpoint. It felt like such a weird detail to pick up on but his brain was being overloaded from all the new sensations and it picked the perfume smell as something it could actually work out. Clearly impatient with him, Megan pointed over to the refreshments table.

Joey nodded his head and walked across the floor. It was strange seeing all the students and teachers outside of their regular setting. The table was busy but with no cost for anything it was a case of helping yourself. The only thing in limited quantity was alcohol, you had to hand in a token to get a beer and they were limited to two per person but Joey wasn’t interested in alcohol anyway.

“He made it after all!” Charlie’s voice appeared close behind Joey causing the latter to turn. His friends were all there and smiling at him.

“Hey.” Joey said.

Unlike Joey, the people he hung out with didn’t seem to be having trouble in this new environment at all. They were all joking with each other and their dates as Joey picked up a couple of colas.

“I can’t believe you’re hear with Megan!” George, a lanky friend of Joey’s said, his normally uncared for hair seemed to be almost dripping from the amount of gel he had put in it.

“I know…” Joey replied. He tried to smile, to give the impression he wasn’t essentially a hostage of his date but he wasn’t sure it came across that way.

“How did you score her?” This time it was Bobby talking. He pushed his glasses up as they slipped down his sweaty nose.

“She asked me actually.” Joey answered.

“Holy crap.” George shook his head, “She’s smoking hot, dude. Good job!”

Joey tried his smile again. He saw that George’s date for the evening didn’t look too appreciative of his compliments towards another woman. Joey slipped away as she started haranguing the tall man. Joey had to avoid the many bodies and navigate a dance floor that was already packed before he found Megan sitting at a table and looking impatient.

“Here you go.” Joey placed one drink in front of Megan and sat down next to her.

Joey took a sip of his drink and looked out into the crowds. He saw his friends still over by the refreshments, people he barely knew were on the dancefloor laughing and gyrating against each other despite the teacher’s protests. Finally he saw Fiona and Max off to the side talking to another couple. What Joey wouldn’t have given to be the one Fiona was hanging on to…

“Do you dance?” Megan asked. Joey quickly turned back around to his date.

“Not really.” Joey answered truthfully.

“You will tonight.” Megan smirked, “I’m not sitting here all night. Oh don’t look so shocked, what did you think happens at these parties? Pin the tail on the donkey? Musical chairs?”

Joey took another drink and took a deep breath. The room was so crowded, Joey was scared to stand up again. It felt like a minefield out there and it would only take one moment where someone brushed against him for them to realise what he was wearing. He imagined dancing with Megan, her body moving closer and closer until she felt the diaper. He shuddered. He could imagine her face as she shouted about it…

“I need some air.” Joey said quickly as he stood up, “I’ll be back in a minute.”

Joey hurried from the busy room and back out into the lobby before Megan could say anything. He was panting slightly and he felt heat rising in his face, he thought he was about to have a panic attack.

The fresh air hit Joey as he stepped out on to the porch of the hotel. It was quiet and the sun was setting but Joey was far from alone, he saw several people standing around. Some were smoking whilst others were talking to each other, there were two couples kissing on the bottom steps. Joey sighed as he sat on one of the steps and took some deep breaths. He was shaking and thought he might freak out, it was only gradually that he calmed down.

After a couple of minutes the door behind Joey opened again but he didn’t turn around. He heard footsteps and then someone sat down next to him. He looked up and jumped as he saw Fiona looking out at the street. Joey felt his pulse quicken again.

“Had to get out of there too, eh?” Fiona asked with a smile.

“I’m not much of a party goer.” Joey replied quietly, “Just needed some air.”

“I get it.” Fiona nodded her head a little and adjusted her dress. Joey’s attention was almost forced down for a second to her breasts. He looked away as quickly as soon as he realised what he was doing.

Joey didn’t know what to say so he settled back into saying nothing. He looked at one of the couples with their tongues halfway down each other’s throats and found his mind drifting to the woman next to him. How he wished he was here with Fiona rather than Megan. He knew he should be going back inside but he dearly wished he could stay right where he was for the rest of the night.

“I wished you’d have asked me earlier.” Fiona said with a sigh.

Joey was startled and looked around to Fiona again. She had a look that suggested she was a little ticked off with how her evening was going. She sighed and looked up at the dark sky.

“You’re not having a good time?” Joey asked quietly.

“It’s fine. Max is fine, though he has no grace or manners or…” Fiona looked like she caught herself just before she started a long rant, “You just seem nice and I know I’d be having a better time if I had come with you.”

Joey didn’t know how to react and from the way Fiona was looking at him he wondered where this was going. Was he imagining it or was she slowly leaning closer to him? His heart hammered and his stomach was tied in knots. He wanted nothing more than to embrace or kiss Fiona but he had never done it before. His mind flashed to Megan and her threat. He couldn’t do anything to upset her, the twins would no doubt make his life hell until he left for college.

“I have to get back inside.” Joey said quickly as his face flushed red and he stood up. He was very conscious of the crinkle he heard as he backed away a step. He looked down at Fiona who looked very surprised.

“Oh, erm, right.” Fiona looked hurt. She looked forwards and away from Joey again.

“It’s not that I don’t…” Joey was tripping over his tongue as he stuttered to a stop.

“It’s fine.” Fiona sighed, “I understand.”

Joey opened his mouth and desperately wanted to say that he wished he was here with her rather than Megan but he felt a hand suddenly prod his back. He jumped and felt a hot spurt in his diaper. He turned to see Megan standing behind him and folding her arms across her chest.

“It’s time to dance.” Megan said. It was a statement and no matter how much Joey might want to decline he knew it was an order rather than an invitation. Megan threw a filthy look down at Fiona before grabbing Joey’s hand.

As Megan marched back into the party room Joey looked over his shoulder to Fiona. The beautiful woman remained on the step and staring out at the passing traffic. The music got louder as Joey walked back through the doors. He would’ve given anything to remain outside with Fiona.

The room was hot and the air stuffy. Joey visibly winced when his ears were assaulted by the loud music, this was not his scene at all and he wished the night was already over. To the side of the room he spotted Mandy who was drinking and talking to one of his teachers. She waved when she saw Joey looking.

“Just follow my lead.” Megan said once Joey had been taken to the middle of the dance floor.

Joey watched Megan start to move but found it hard to force himself to join in. He had never danced before and he felt exceedingly stupid as he awkwardly swayed his hips in time with the music, he did his best to copy Megan’s movements but she was much more confident than he was.

“No, like this.” Megan seemed to grow frustrated with Joey’s lack of effort and ability.

Joey froze as Megan stepped forwards so she was virtually pressed against him. He felt like he was going to be sick as Megan’s hands went down to his hips. She moved his hips how she wanted him to dance and he felt the plastic against his skin get pressed under her fingers. Could she feel it? It felt impossible to miss. She was pressing her hand against the padding of his diaper but she wasn’t reacting at all.

Realising he had to keep his secret more than anything Joey just started doing exactly what Megan wanted. He was thankful when Megan’s hands left his body and yet she had a small smirk on her face. Joey wondered if she felt something amiss, he prayed she didn’t realise what he had on under his pants.

For a few minutes Joey felt like he was making a huge fool of himself as he mirrored Megan’s moves. His only goal was making sure Megan didn’t feel the need to get close to him again. He was sweating from the movement but also because of just how uncomfortable he was. Joey was panting as a song ended and instead of another song starting one of the school’s teachers came on to the stage with a microphone. Somehow it seemed like Megan didn’t notice his diaper in all this.

“It’s now time to announce the Prom King and Prom Queen.” The teacher said as he opened an envelope, “As you know you’ve all been voting on this and now we can announce the results.”

“I need to go.” Megan suddenly said.

“Wha-” Joey started but Megan was already hurrying away. Pushing through the crowd as she disappeared into the mass of people.

“Out of my way, nerd.” Max’s voice boomed as he pushed past Joey and nearly knocked him to the floor. He strode off in the same direction as his sister.

Joey frowned and looked back the way Max had come. Fiona was stood ten feet away or so and looked just as confused as Joey. She shrugged when she saw Joey looking at her before turning back to the stage.

The sound of a drumroll filled the air as the envelope was opened and the teacher pulled the paper out. Joey looked up to the stage but wasn’t all that interested. The prom in general was all about the popular kids having fun but this was just a straight popularity contest so the popular kids could pat themselves on the back and say they…

“Joey Matheson and Fiona Grigg!” The teacher called out into the microphone.

There was a gasp of shock in the room as everyone looked around at Joey. It took a couple of seconds for the words to register with Joey. Gradually the shock changed to applause and before long everyone was clapping both Fiona and himself. He looked at the newly crowned Prom Queen but she seemed just as shocked as he was. How did this happen when they didn’t even come to the prom together?

“What’s going on?” Fiona leaned in to ask Joey as they met in the middle of the floor. She was frowning as if maybe Joey had set something up.

“I have no idea.” Joey shrugged as people he had never spoken to patted him on the back like he was the captain of the football team.

Joey wasn’t one of the popular students. He had a close group of friends but outside of those people he was basically invisible and he had always liked it that way. The idea that more people in his graduating class voted him to be king over anyone else was insane, it was literally unbelievable. He kept waiting for the teacher to say he made a mistake as he walked up to the stage with Fiona. As he looked out into the crowd he saw people that genuinely cared about their popularity scowling at him.

“Let’s hear it for the Prom King and Queen!” The teacher called out again as Joey and Fiona walked up the steps and into the centre of the stage.

Joey had to cover his eyes a little as a spotlight shined down on him and Fiona. He shook the outstretched hand of the teacher who then backed away allowing Fiona and Joey to wave at the crowd awkwardly. Joey felt a strange pride coming over him. He had never had any confidence and yet here he was, maybe people did like him after all!

A small smile tugged at the corners of Joey’s mouth as he waved. He saw his friends and his sister whooping and hollering in joy and he pointed over at them. Crowns were placed on each of the pair’s heads and everything seemed surprisingly good. Joey felt Fiona take his hand in her and raise them into the air, just to be holding her hand felt awesome. Fiona was waving and laughing as well before turning to look at something over her shoulder.

“What are you-” Fiona started.

Joey was still looking out at the cheering crowd when it felt like time slowed down to a crawl. Everything that happened next felt like it occurred in slow motion though it can’t have been more than a couple of seconds. He felt a sudden pull on his pants. A strong grip that ripped downwards and caused his fly to explode open in front of him. He heard Fiona gasp as a sudden rush of cool air hit his newly exposed skin. Joey froze up as he saw people in the crowd cover their mouths and look down towards his crotch.

The applause and cheering in the crowd died almost instantly. Faces of joy turned to shock and horror. Joey’s own face froze as his eyes widened. Everything seemed to happen so slowly and yet it can’t have been more than five seconds from when Fiona was cut off to now. Joey’s brain was processing everything so quickly but the sledgehammer of reality was slowly breaking through. His diaper was fully exposed, on stage, in front of the whole graduating year. This was literally his worst nightmare.

“Your Prom King, ladies and gentlemen!” Megan’s voice blasted out over the microphone, “A diaper wearing baby!”

As if the words triggered something deep in Joey’s brain he felt himself wetting his padding. He felt horror bursting over as some of the now silent crowd started to laugh. Joey looked around to see Megan with a victorious grin on her face next to Max who smirked in his superior way. Finally, Joey turned to Fiona whose eyes were as wide as Joey’s. She was staring down at the diaper where the padding was quickly growing darker. Heat was spreading through Joey’s face even faster than his rapidly swelling diaper.

Joey couldn’t believe this wasn’t some horrible nightmare. The secret that had occupied his mind all throughout high school had been revealed in the cruellest possible fashion. He felt like his life was over, he could already imagine the pictures and video that would end up online. He burst into tears before he even knew he was going to cry. Sobs ran through his body as tears started flowing thick and fast down his face.

Joey turned on his heels to run off the stage. His pants still hung around his ankles making his run more of an awkward waddle, it took an age for him to find sanctuary to the side of the stage. He could feel the warmth of his urine continuing to soak into the diaper and spreading to heat his thighs.

“Joey!” Fiona called out.

Joey didn’t stop. He hurried backstage as he loudly cried and only stopped to pull up his pants when he nearly tripped over, the frame of a door the only thing keeping him upright. The pants had been ruined by Max’s yank and now the buckle and zip were useless. He held them up with his hand as he hurried down a corridor until he found a door to the outside.

“Joey…” Mandy’s voice came from just down the street. She had stepped out of another exit.

With Joey’s embarrassing state now visible to people on the street he waddled over to his sister. As soon as he was within range he fell into a hug like a little lost child who had just seen someone they recognised. He looked up to Mandy and silently begged her to make everything better. Her face was white, the colour had drained away and she was clearly reeling from shock at everything that just happened.

“Let’s get you into the car.” Mandy said softly. She was taking her jacket off and wrapping it around Joey’s waist, “Everything’s going to be OK, I promise.”

As Joey got into the hired car and leaned back against the padded seat he didn’t see any way for his sister to make good on her promise. He felt like he would have to leave town and change his name to leave all this behind. He expected Mandy to get into the driver’s seat to take him home but she started walking back towards the hotel with purpose.

“W-Where are you going?” Joey hiccupped in between sobs.

“To make sure there is some proper justice.” Mandy replied darkly.

Elfy · September 5, 2022

With the prank pulled Max and Megan are dragged before the Prinicipal's office for a dressing down. Despite threats the twins are sure they won't be in any trouble... But maybe they shouldn't be so cocky.

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Max and Mandy

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“How dare you!?” Principal Cross was sat behind a desk. She was fuming, “Who in the HELL do you think you are!?”

Max and Megan had sauntered off stage nearly paralyzed from laughter after they had watched Joey run away. They saw the shocked faces of people staring and could hear the crowd erupt with noise. There was a lot of laughter but also people just talking loudly. There was only one topic of conversation, the prank had gone exactly as the twins had planned. No one would forget what happened.

The twins had been grabbed by a couple of teachers who looked like they were barely containing their anger and dragged down the hallway to an office that was clearly serving as the control centre for the prom. Max and Megan were pushed through the doorway where they found Principal Cross sitting down and looking furious.

Principal Cross was a diminutive woman with sharp features. She was wearing a nice dress, though Megan was pleased to see it looked cheaper than her own, and was fully made up. She had spent most of the evening chaperoning and everything had been running smoothly until just a couple of minutes previously.

“Relax.” Max said. He shrugged off the hand that had been pulling him and he dropped into the chair, “It was just a prank.”

“You’ve gone too far.” Miss. Cross’s fists were balled up.

“I don’t know about that.” Megan smirked and sat down in the chair next to her brother, “I don’t think we went far enough.”

“You just humiliated that poor boy!” Miss. Cross stood up suddenly and nearly knocked her chair over, “This is the sort of thing that scars a psyche, not just some harmless prank.”

“He’ll be fine.” Megan waved a hand dismissively, “School’s over.”

“I can still expel you.” Miss. Cross replied, “I can refuse those letters of recommendation you need for college. I can mark your record…”

“I think everyone in this room knows you’re not going to do that.” Max chuckled as he put his feet up on the desk.

The room fell silent. Everyone looked at each other as the situation sunk in. Max and Megan were by far the most relaxed people in the room. They could see the principal looking at the other teachers who were still in the room, presumably in case things got physical. Megan smiled and nodded her head a little as she saw the principal’s anger turning to frustration and defat.

Everyone present knew that if Miss. Cross followed through on her threats she would find herself out of a job and most likely wouldn’t be able to get another one in the state. The bullies’ family was just that powerful. Miss. Cross sat back in her seat looking like she wanted to kill the twins but was powerless to even give them an official reprimand.

“Well, if that’s everything we’ll just be going.” Max started to stand when the door to the office suddenly flew open.

“Mandy?” Principal Cross frowned slightly as Joey’s older sister entered, “I thought you would’ve left. Is Jo-”

“You cannot let these… people get away with this.” Mandy was a little out of breath. She practically spat the word “people” out.

“Mandy, I know you are angry but…” Miss. Cross started.

“That’s not good enough!” Mandy slammed the desk, “My little brother is in tears in the car because he has just been humiliated!”

Max and Megan snorted with laughter. Clearly the idea that Joey was suffering brought them immense satisfaction. Megan looked positively bored by the situation as if these were necessary formalities following her fun.

“I understand.” Miss. Cross said as she shot a look of loathing at the twins, “But my hands are tied.”

“Bullshit!” Mandy exclaimed, “I know how this family operates. I know what these two have threatened but are you really going to sit there and let them do whatever they want just to protect your job? Are you really going to let them make you their bitch? Where’s the line? Would you cover for them killing another student?”

Max looked from the practically snarling older sister of Joey to the principal who looked taken aback by the outburst. Whilst Megan still seemed unconcerned and was checking her nails Max started to feel nervous that maybe they had crossed a line after all. He’d never seen anyone this angry at one of his pranks.

“I… I…” Miss. Cross stuttered and shifted awkwardly in her seat.

“How about if I threaten you?” Mandy asked, “How about I sue the school for failing to take action to protect my brother?”

That got Megan’s attention. She looked from the sister to the principal and wondered what was going to happen next. Whenever they had got out of trouble it had been because they had always had the leverage. Joey’s sister looked crazy enough that she might actually follow through on this threat.

“I’m going to call my mother.” Megan said suddenly. She looked pointedly at the principal, “We’ll see what people say then.”

Megan left the room and Max followed leaving a very flustered Miss. Cross. Megan took a few steps away from the room before pulling out her phone and dialling her mom. She explained that there had been a harmless prank and now she and Max were being threatened. Megan smiled as her mother said she would be right there.

“Do you think we went too far?” Max asked quietly when the phone was back in Megan’s pocket.

“Pfft, no.” Megan shrugged to try and project a lack of concern she didn’t really feel, “Mom will smooth it out. She always does.”

The twins waited in the corridor until their mother arrived. Jane strode in to the lobby with a look of grim determination. She saw her offspring waiting for her and walked over. Megan started immediately launching into an explanation of what had happened.

“It was a harmless prank!” Megan emphasized, “Yeah, it was a little embarrassing for Joey but nothing too bad.”

“What did you do?” Jane asked.

“We pulled some guy’s pants down.” Max took up the story, “That’s all.”

“If that’s all that happened why am I being called up to bail you two out?” Jane asked.

“Because this boy’s sister is mental.” Max replied.

As they reached the door to the room with the principal Megan took a deep breath. If necessary she would have to put on an emotional performance though she was certain her mom would get them out of trouble just like every other time.

When the door swung open it revealed an icy atmosphere inside. Max watched his mom look around at the assembled people before taking a seat opposite the principal. Max stood next to his sister to the right of the principal’s temporary desk and opposite Mandy who didn’t look like she had calmed down at all.

“What’s this all about?” Jane asked impatiently, “You know I’m a busy woman.”

“Mrs. Andrews, Max and Megan…” Principal Cross went on to explain everything that had happened including the parts the twins had conveniently left out.

“It was on stage?” Jane asked tersely. She directed her question to Megan.

“Well… Yes.” Megan conceded.

“And what was this about a… diaper?” Jane turned back to the principal.

“Joey is incontinent.” Mandy spoke up for the first time since Jane had walked into the room, “A problem he has had since childhood though how the twins knew about it I don’t know…”

The last sentence from Mandy was very pointed. Even Max could tell she was subtly and indirectly accusing the twins of seeing records that should’ve been hidden. Jane held the woman’s gaze for a few seconds before turning away. A lifetime of business deals had made her poker face very strong.

“I’m sorry to hear that.” Jane finally said, “It seems like a prank that will be forgotten in a week.”

“Forgotten!?” Mandy exclaimed so loudly everyone in the room jumped, “My brother will not be forgetting what happened tonight ever! He’s just been humiliated in front of everyone he knows!”

“Mrs. Andrews…” The principal was trying to bring the conversation to a less tense level. An effort entirely wasted thanks to her next sentence, “This is very serious and in light of the other disciplinary issues and the threat of a lawsuit I’m afraid I’m going to have to expel Max and Mandy.”

Megan’s heart was racing and as she looked at her mother she felt she could read every thought going through her mind. She may have remained unmoved physically but Jane had long planned for both the twins to go to college, the places were ready and waiting regardless of grades. The only thing that could stop them being admitted was disciplinary issues which top colleges wouldn’t tolerate.

“I see.” Jane said simply.

Megan’s eyes grew wide. She had expected her mother to show some authority and yet here she was sitting quietly as all her plans were ruined. Megan started trembling and looked at Max who seemed equally shocked even if he was less interested in college. Max looked back to his sister with a look that suggested he was very angry, he had certainly asked her many times if they were going too far.

“You can’t let them do that!” Megan finally said desperately.

“Maybe you should’ve thought about the consequences before you acted.” Mandy angrily shot at the twins, “Oh look, here come the crocodile tears. No crying for my traumatized brother but the waterworks burst when it’s bad for you.”

Megan indeed was crying. It was a last resort. She had to stir her mom into action and gain some sympathy before it was too late and her future was taken away from her. She looked up at her mother desperately and tried to seem as helpless as possible. She wanted to rouse her mom’s protective instincts.

“Would it be possible for us to have a word alone?” Jane asked, “Principal Cross and…”

“Mandy Matheson.” Joey’s sister said.

“Mandy.” Jane nodded her head, “I know what my kids have done is terrible but may I suggest an alternate course of action. If you disagree with me then I will allow the principal to expel them without any backlash.”

Max was looking around the room as if the shock of everything had rendered him incapable of being anything but an observer. He didn’t realise how much he was looking forward to college until it was dangled in front of him. Mandy was ready with a pair of scissors to cut the thread and end any chance at further education.

“OK.” Mandy finally said, “But I need to call Joey and tell him I’ll be out soon. This better be good.”

“I think you’ll find my idea appropriate.” Jane replied with a small smile, “Max, Mandy, could you please leave the room whilst I talk to the adults.”

Megan thought it a strange turn of phrase. The twins were adults as well and yet their mom was treating them like they were young teens again. She didn’t want to wait around and overthink things though. She left the room with Max and let the door close behind her.

“I told you it was too much!” Max hissed as soon as the door was closed fully.

“We’ll be OK.” Megan was rubbing the tears that now caused her mascara to run, “Mom will get us out of it. She always does.”

Max and Megan were left waiting outside the door for a long time. They couldn’t hear anything happening in the makeshift office no matter how hard they strained to listen. They heard the prom end and the building practically empty but there was still no word from inside the room. They both ended up slumped against the wall on the floor. It was like waiting for a loved one to come out of surgery, they could do nothing but wait and be anxious.

It felt like at least an hour had passed before the door suddenly opened. The twins were left equally surprised when they heard a little bit of laughter. It was Mandy who left the room first, she looked a lot more relaxed than she had earlier. When she saw Max and Megan on the floor she paused. Her look was inscrutable.

Miss. Cross stepped out next. She puffed out her cheeks and looked exhausted. Megan thought she looked like she had come out of a negotiation between two warring leaders rather than the guardians of two students.

Jane was the last person to leave the small room and her face betrayed nothing of what had happened. She looked down at her twins and gestured for them to follow her back to the car. It was only when they were out of the building that she spoke.

“If you’ve got any plans this summer…” Jane said as she opened her car door, “Cancel them.”

Mugi · September 6, 2022

Looks like even Jane is tired of her kids antics, I do wonder what will happen to Max and Megan this summer ?
For doing that to poor Joey they sure deserve to become the laughing stock at that school!

Elfy · September 7, 2022

7 hours ago, Mugi said:

Looks like even Jane is tired of her kids antics, I do wonder what will happen to Max and Megan this summer ?
For doing that to poor Joey they sure deserve to become the laughing stock at that school!

No one like entitled kids after all!

Lost Little Neppy · September 7, 2022

Now I'm intrigued!

Elfy · September 15, 2022

With the traumatising prom over Joey is taken home. Understandably he is not in the best of spirits.

Meanwhile Max and Megan have been locked in their room with no idea what is going to happen. When they do find out their parents plans they may end up wishing they had simply been expelled.

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Joey

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Joey sat in the silent car quietly. His tears had dried up and now he was just occasionally hiccupping. He felt emotionally drained, like he could close his eyes and fall asleep forever. It had been a while since he came out there and into the car. When he sent Mandy a text she told him to just wait whilst she sorted everything out.

Joey looked down at his crotch and felt betrayed. The pants that no longer closed properly were showing off the top of his diaper even now. In frustration he hit the diaper and only succeeded in hurting himself. The plastic crinkled unconcerned by how much it’s wearer hated it’s very existence.

The sound from the hotel was muffled greatly out in the car. Joey heard the music playing and couldn’t believe the party had just returned to normal. Everyone would be talking about him, laughing about him. He would be the clown that everyone used in stories they told people they met, a funny anecdote used to break the ice. More and more people would know Joey was diaper dependent and would think he was less of a man.

Joey sat back on the seat just in time to see a new car pull up in front of his own. He squinted as the headlights were turned off and then saw a woman striding inside purposefully. She recognised her as the twins’ mother, no doubt here to rescue her little darlings from any consequences to their actions.

The music died away and a couple of minutes later Joey saw the front doors of the hotel open. He ducked down almost instinctively as people started coming out. He crouched down and listened as people walked past the car, he just prayed he wouldn’t be noticed. There were snatches of conversation but Joey wasn’t really listening as he hid. Eventually the crowds of students dispersed and he felt very alone in the car.

“Can we go home?” Joey typed on his phone and hit send.

Joey knew it was pointless to try and get Max and Mandy in trouble because they were like Teflon, nothing ever stuck to them. The fact their mom was here just reinforced this fact, she would throw her weight around and everyone would back down. Joey’s life was already ruined, there seemed no reason to continue the fight.

“Just a little longer.” Mandy texted in response a minute later.

Joey sighed and leant against the window. He had expected the night to go badly but this confounded even his worst expectations. He put his feet up on the seat next to him and closed his eyes.

With a start Joey woke up as the door to the car opened. He sat up straight and felt his neck which was extremely stiff. He looked to the front of the car where he saw Mandy stepping inside. She put her bag on the passenger seat and let out a long shaky breath.

“Sorry that took so long.” Mandy said softly without looking around.

Joey didn’t respond. He just settled back and closed his eyes again. He was more than ready to be home and away from this cursed placed, he wanted to go up to his bedroom and never leave it. After not responding to Mandy for a few seconds he heard the engine rumble to life and the car leave the curb. The gentle vibrations lulled him back to sleep.

The next time Joey stirred from his unconsciousness it was as Mandy lifted him out of the car. Joey thought about complaining but as he felt his older sister pick him up with one hand around his back and the other under his butt he relaxed into it. It had been years since Mandy had carried him like this, he’d forgotten how good it felt. Mandy was bigger than him and stronger but it was clear she struggled carrying her now adult brother over the threshold and into the house.

“You’re heavier than you look.” Mandy said with a grunt as she lowered Joey to the floor in the hallway, “Are you OK?”

Joey tried to put a brave face on for his sister’s benefit but he couldn’t hold his emotions in check. After a couple of nods his forced smile broke and he started shaking his head. Mandy rushed forwards straight away to cuddle him.

“Oh, baby.” Mandy said as she rubbed Joey’s back.

“Don’t call me that…” Joey muttered quietly.

“Sorry.” Mandy quickly replied, “How about we get you upstairs for a diaper change and then put you down for the night? It’s been a difficult evening.”

Joey nodded his head. In truth he was just thankful for an excuse to stay in his room by himself and not have to talk to Mandy or anyone else. He followed his sister up and into his bedroom, whilst Mandy put down a towel and got the changing supplies ready Joey relaxed his body and felt a rush of warmth flushing into his diaper. He slowly stripped off his suit as the pee trickled around him.

Thankfully the wetting ended before Joey laid down and he looked up at the ceiling. He just wanted to get through this without having to talk about the evening. It didn’t look like Mandy knew what to say either, she just remained quiet as she pulled on the diaper’s tapes.

“Oh.” Mandy sounded surprised at what she saw as she lowered the front of the diaper.

“What’s wrong?” Joey asked with sudden concern.

“Nothing. I just… I can see this is very recently wet.” Mandy replied as she got to work with the change.

“Oh… Yeah.” Joey sighed, “That’ll happen.”

Mandy said no more as she completed the diaper change. Once she was done she paused for a second and then pulled Joey into a hug. She didn’t say anything and she didn’t need to, Joey shook as tears started flowing down his face again. She held him for minutes on end until his tears slowed down.

“Try and get some rest.” Mandy said as she took a tissue and wiped Joey’s face, “I promise everything will seem better tomorrow.”

“What’s going to happen to Megan and Max?” Joey asked as he sniffed.

“They’re going to be punished.” Mandy smiled, “You’ll see.”

“They aren’t expelled?” Joey had hoped that the twins would’ve had their futures ruined much like his own though he didn’t expect anything.

“Trust me.” Mandy said as she stood up and took the used diaper and wipes, “They’ll wish they were only expelled.”

Joey frowned in confusion as Mandy walked to the bedroom door and flicked off the light. Was Mandy lying just to make him feel better or was something really going to happen? Joey didn’t know what would be worse than being expelled unless the police were involved but surely that wouldn’t be the case. With a yawn he lowered himself into his bed and resolved to worry about that another day.

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Max and Megan

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“Max, did you just…” Megan sat up and sniffed the air, “Ugh, that’s so gross!”

Max rolled over on his mattress and laughed. He jokingly waved the air in front of his face to clear the smell he had created. Something he had eaten at prom must have upset his tummy a little because he had experienced bad gas since they arrived back at home.

“Come on, sis. You telling me girls don’t fart?” Max laughed.

“You’re disgusting.” Megan deadpanned. She turned over on the air bed on the floor and pulled her cover up and over his nose.

“Better out than in.” Max said.

“I don’t know how you can be so flippant about everything.” Megan sighed, “Something’s going on and we’re being kept in the dark.”

Megan was always someone who controlled the situation. The fact things were happening around her and she couldn’t control or influence events left her feeling very uneasy. After Jane had left the office at the hotel two hours earlier she had told her twins to follow her. She walked them to the car in silence and drove them home. No amount of asking had got Jane to reveal what was going to happen to them.

Once home the twins were ordered up to Max’s bedroom. They weren’t used to being treated like this and were shocked when the door was locked behind them. Megan had banged on the door and demanded to be let out but no matter how much she shouted and screamed no one came. Eventually she had to accept she was going to be staying the night in her brother’s room and blew up the airbed.

“What do you think is going on out there?” Max asked like a prisoner in a cell dreaming of the outside world.

“I haven’t got a clue.” Megan said as she adjusted the pillow underneath her head.

In the darkness Max fell asleep first. Megan stared up at the ceiling as her brother’s snores filled the air. She didn’t know what was going on but she was sure it wasn’t going to be good for her. She wasn’t used to facing consequences for her actions and being punished like this was a big culture shock for her.

The mattress moved underneath Megan as she rolled over. The air causing the mattress to ripple a little until it finally settled down. It took a long time for Megan to fall asleep, her night of victory had not at all gone how she wanted.

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Megan woke up with a start when she heard a bang further down the landing. She looked around at the wall through which she heard the noise. She frowned and wondered what was happening, the clock let her know it was very early. It seemed like the sun had only just started to rise in the sky.

“What was that?” Megan asked the quiet room, “Max?”

Megan looked over to the bed where she saw Max still fast asleep. He was flat on his back with a line of drool coming out the side of his mouth. It looked like he would sleep through a bomb going off. Megan picked up one of her pillows and tossed it at her brother.

“Wake up!” Megan exclaimed in frustration.

“Huh?” Max stirred and sat up. His eyes were only half open.

“Did you hear that?” Megan asked though she already knew he didn’t, “There was a big bang down the landing.”

“So?” Max asked sleepily. He was already sinking back down to go back to sleep.

Just as Megan was about to retort there was another bang followed by some raised voices. That got Max’s attention and he quickly sat back up with a frown. He looked over to the source of the noise as well before swinging his legs out of the bed and standing up. He walked over to the wall and put his ear against the wallpaper.

“What are they doing?” Megan asked no one in particular.

For hours the occasional bangs continued. There seemed to be a lot of people walking past the room but none of them ever answered when the twins called out or knocked on the door. Max offered to break the door down but Megan told him to reign in his urges, they were clearly already in trouble and the last thing they needed was to invite more problems for themselves.

Eventually the banging stopped. There was silence for a few minutes and then footsteps approached the door. The lock clicked and the door opened. Megan had been closer to the door and she took several steps back. It was her mother and father in the doorway. They looked like they had been doing some manual labour, very unusual for either of them.

“Mom?” Megan looked at her parents suspiciously, “Dad?”

“Why don’t you both come with us?” Anthony said.

Megan looked from her dad to her brother who shrugged his shoulders. Their parents were certainly acting weirdly. Against her better judgment she walked forwards and Max followed a few steps behind.

“What have you been doing?” Max asked.

“You’ll find out in a second.” Jane replied easily, “Go to the spare bedroom.”

“But… why?” Megan asked with a frown. She felt even more suspicious.

“Because I told you to.” Jane answered.

Megan and Max were walking down the landing towards the door of the spare bedroom. Their parents were walking behind them like a pair of prison guards watching for an escape attempt. There was definitely something going on.

The door to the spare bedroom was closed and the twins stopped right outside. They looked at each other before Megan reached forwards and twisted the doorknob. The door slowly opened but as the room revealed itself Max gasped.

“W-What is this?” Max whispered.

The previously empty room was now furnished. It was clear the room hadn’t been finished but it was even more obvious what was happening in there. A large double bed sized crib was against one wall with white metal bars. Over the top of the crib was a baby’s mobile in all the primary colours with little model animals hanging beneath it. Underneath the crib were a couple of clear plastic boxes though it was difficult to see what was in them from here.

On the opposite wall and right next to a window was a long padded table. On the shelves underneath the flat surface there were a lot of diapers all folded up along with baby powder, baby wipes and some other small containers. There were boxes of other stuff piled in corners and against walls as well rolls of wallpaper that hadn’t been put up yet.

The room and the four people now stepping inside was silent. The only sound to be heard was the chirping of birds outside the window. In the distance it sounded like someone was mowing a lawn. Max walked inside the room and looked around, Megan followed with a frown.

“I don’t get it…” Max said, “Are you guys having another baby?”

“You could say that.” Jane said with a smirk towards Anthony, “Or Two.”

“Twins!?” Max exclaimed, “Again? What are the odds?”

Megan was silent but her mouth had dropped open. As usual she was cottoning on to what was happening much quicker than her brother. There had to be something wrong with her mental calculations though, there was just no way her conclusion could possibly be correct. As she looked at her mom she saw the smirk and she knew that the fallout from her fun at the prom was more than she could ever imagine.

“No…” Megan gasped, “Y-You can’t…”

“Your mother made a deal with the principal and that boy’s sister.” Anthony said, “It was the only wa-”

“No!” Megan shouted it this time, “I refuse. This is sick!”

“I don’t understand…” Max said slowly.

“You idiot!” Megan turned to her brother in a rage, “Don’t you see what they’re saying?”

Max blinked a couple of times.

“WE’RE going to be the babies!” Megan’s voice cracked as she shouted. She was desperately trying to keep the panic bottled up but it was threatening to come to the surface.

Max blinked again. He looked over to his parents with a blank face. He couldn’t believe what his sister was saying. This wasn’t something that could possibly happen, this was a reality that was impossible to accept.

“Mom?” Max asked quietly.

“It’s true.” Jane replied simply.

For several minutes the parents stood silently as the twins raged and swore. They were ranting and throwing some of the nearby soft toys around. Sentences like “You can’t do this!” and “I refuse!” were repeated several times. Jane waited for her twins to calm themselves down a bit before continuing.

“The deal is that your father and I keep you as babies for this summer.” Jane said calmly. Her stillness was in wild contrast to Max and Megan who looked apoplectic, “In return your school won’t expel you and you can go to college.”

“This is bullshit!” Max shouted angrily.

Max looked at Megan with anger. He was just as angry at his sister as he was his parents. She had promised that her scheme would be easy and that there would be no repercussions, he put his hands behind his head and swore loudly. He saw Megan just standing in the middle of the room and looking at the ground, she seemed almost unnaturally calm.

“And what if I refuse?” Megan asked. As she looked up she could feel the intensity of her emotions burning behind her eyes. She kept her shaky voice as calm as she possibly could.

“Then you won’t be going to college.” Jane replied. Her tone was icy cold, “You won’t be living here either. If you have somewhere else to go feel free to pack your things.”

Max could see Megan clenching her fists. He knew how important college was to her. He couldn’t care less about education but he knew he didn’t have anywhere to go. He was without friends and no one in his family would want to put him and his sister up. Besides, he didn’t want to give up his rich lifestyle. There was no way he wanted to give up that college partying.

“It’s just for the summer?” Max asked.

“Just the summer.” Anthony nodded and waved his hand impatiently, “Guys, can we just get on with it? There is a beer with my name on it in the fridge.”

“You can’t seriously be thinking of agreeing to this…” Megan turned to look at his brother.

“What else am I going to do?” Max asked. He held his hands in the air as if to show his lack of options. He stepped over to Megan and leaned in towards her ear, “Besides, how bad can it be? They’ll keep up appearances in case anyone checks but do you honestly think mom wants babies around the house?”

Megan wanted to point out the furniture to Max and tell him they certainly seemed very serious. She took a deep breath and shook her head but didn’t say anything, she knew there was no talking her way out of this and she didn’t want to flush her future away. Megan had to hope Max was right but she felt certain he wasn’t. She sighed yet again, the breath coming out in a long shaky stream. Finally she nodded her head.

“Good, the more you cooperate the easier this will be.” Jane said from the doorway. She then paused and everyone was motionless for a few seconds, “Strip down and we can begin.”

“Right here?” Megan asked nervously. She looked over to her brother and flushed red.

“You’ll both get very used to being around each other at all times.” Jane replied, “Diaper changes, bath times, play time, meals, bed time… Practically every minute will be spent together I should imagine.”

Max was the first to follow his mother’s wishes. He pulled his shirt over his head and then lowered his pants to the floor leaving him in just his underwear. He looked ahead stoically until his mom indicated he should continue. Max looked down at his underwear and then over to his sister. He reached down and awkwardly tried to pull his underwear down whilst simultaneously covering himself up. His cheeks were red but he seemed determined to appear unmoved.

Megan was next. She took her own top off leaving her white lacy bra visible. This felt so completely humiliating and she had to bite back the urge to cuss out her parents. She undressed fully and covered herself as much as she could with her two arms. Her face was bright red and she was teary eyed.

“Ladies first.” Jane said as she held her hand out towards the changing table.

Megan took some faltering steps to the table. There was no way up that would preserve her modesty. She uncovered herself so she could use her hands to help boost her up. She shot a look towards Max who was studiously looking away and then laid down on the table.

“I’m going downstairs.” Anthony suddenly said. His voice made it clear he wasn’t interested in what was happening no matter how strange it all was. In truth he looked a bit embarrassed by the whole thing, this was clearly Jane’s idea.

Jane walked over to the changing table. If she felt embarrassment about what was happening she certainly didn’t show it. She reached under the table and pulled out a disposable diaper. It had pictures all over it of little princesses who were diapered themselves.

“D-Do we really have to do this?” Megan asked. The usual bravado had melted away leaving what sounded like a scared little girl, “Surely there’s something else we can do? Community service?”

“No, sweetie.” Jane replied confidently, “You did a very bad thing. Once this summer is over you can forget all about it but for this summer you and your brother are going to be a pair of toddlers.”

The summer was still in it’s infancy and college felt like a lifetime away for Megan as she laid flat on her back. Her hands had been covering her crotch but now she felt her mom taking her wrists and pulling them away leaving her exposed to one of her parents for the first time since she had been a young child.

“This is so stupid.” Megan muttered as she cheeks flushed red. She tried to sound stoic but she couldn’t stop her voice cracking from emotion.

“You’re not wrong.” Jane replied as she opened the crinkling diaper, “I thought my diaper changing days were over but you two still haven’t learnt to grow up.”

“Changing?” Megan hadn’t even considered this embarrassing possibility, “You’re not going to make us use these, right? You’re CERTAINLY not going to be changing us!?”

“The bathroom will be off-limits to you both.” Jane answered without batting an eyelids, “Unless your father or I are bathing you. Babies do not change their own diapers.”

Megan sat up as her mother put the diaper between her legs. She thought she was going to stop breathing from the implication. It should’ve been obvious from the start but her brain had discounted the idea, she was going to be expected to actually USE these diapers. She’d be no better than Joey was!

Before Megan could open her mouth to complain she was gently yet forcefully pushed back so she was lying down again. Her breasts flattened against her and she went back to covering them. She noticed Max wasn’t averting his gaze anymore, it was like their mother had said, they would soon get used to seeing each other like this.

Megan didn’t expect her mother to suddenly grab her ankles and roll her back. She was left wide-eyed and exclaiming as the thick padding was slipped underneath her butt. When she was let down she could feel the diaper underneath her. She shivered as the front was pulled up between her legs and flattened across her tummy.

“Now, I know this is a big change.” Jane said apparently not meaning to make a pun, “But I think you’ll thank me for this in the long run.”

Megan could only stare in disbelief as she sniffed back the tears. She couldn’t believe her mom ever thought she would forgive her for this yet alone thank her. She felt the sides of the diaper getting pulled up and then the tapes were placed on the landing strip on the front.

Megan dropped off the changing table and felt the diaper between her legs. She heard the crinkles that accompanied every movement and let her head sink in utter dejection. Her practical joke suddenly seemed very expensive indeed.

“Alright Max, you’re up.” Jane said as she watched her daughter getting used to her new underwear.

Elfy · September 21, 2022

is still struggling to come to terms with what happened to him. Wanting to avoid his sister as much as possible he attempts to change himself.

Max and Megan's whole world has turned on it's head. Their first day in diapers is worse than they could ever imagine. Their parents, or at least their mother, is taking this more seriously than either could've possibly imagined.

Joey is still struggling to come to terms with what happened to him. Wanting to avoid his sister as much as possible he attempts to change himself.

Max and Megan's whole world has turned on it's head. Their first day in diapers is worse than they could ever imagine. Their parents, or at least their mother, is taking this more seriously than either could've possibly imagined.

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Joey

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Joey knew Mandy was worried about him. He hadn’t left his room all day, the prom of the previous night still filled his thoughts. He just laid in bed and stared at the ceiling, moving seemed like too much energy and there was nothing in the outside world that he wanted to see. He knew he was a laughing stock now, he wouldn’t have been surprised if a photo of his pathetic self-clad in a wet diaper was on the front page of the news by now.

Joey hadn’t even let Mandy change him today. He hadn’t changed himself either, he was lying in bed with a diaper that felt very full indeed. When he prodded the front with the finger he felt like the padding inside had reached saturation point. He almost wanted to leak and effectively wet his bed as penance for his own weakness. He had always partly blamed himself for his lack of bladder control and on bad days he saw it as his fault.

“Joey, do you want any lunch?” Mandy asked through the closed door. Joey could tell from the tone of her voice that she was anxious.

“No.” Joey replied simply.

“Do you need a change or…” Mandy started.

“No.” Joey cut her off.

“OK, I’m downstairs if you need me.” Mandy’s voice had a twang of disappointment, “I love you.”

Joey didn’t reply as he heard her walk away from his bedroom door. He was depressed, he knew that much, usually he would take solace by spending time with Mandy but at this point he was too embarrassed to face her.

From his bedside table Joey heard his phone vibrate again. It had been going off all morning and Joey was sick of it. He finally sat up for the first time that day and grabbed his phone. With a rage that fed on his frustration and embarrassment he launched the electronic device across the room. The phone hit the wall with a bang and fell to the ground. The back came off and the battery fell out though it hadn’t been a one-sided fight as a small dent remained in the wall.

Joey stayed in his sitting position as he breathed deeply and stared at the now detached parts of his smart phone. There were some rapid footsteps from downstairs and Joey rolled his eyes, he knew Mandy was about to check up on him yet again.

“Is everything alright up there?” Mandy called from halfway up the stairs.

“Yes! I’m fine! Leave me alone!” Joey lashed out.

Joey immediately felt even worse about himself for lashing out at the one person he knew was still an ally and friend of his. He put his hands behind his head and looked up at the ceiling. He sighed deeply and started shifting to get off the bed for the first time in hours.

“Oh, God damn it.” Joey exclaimed in frustration when he looked down.

Joey hadn’t noticed it when he had been lying down but he could now see a medium-sized wet patch on the sheets. He hung his head as he pulled his cover away from the damp area. His diaper hung heavily between his legs and as he examined the damage he could see the leg bands getting pulled away from his skin a little because of the weight. The smell of urine filled the room.

Joey crouched on the floor next to his bed and put his head in his hands. It had been years since he had leaked on the bed, a fact he had been proud of even if it seemed pathetic. He reached down with his hand and felt the plastic shell of his diaper. He could feel the moisture against it, he even felt a drip on to the carpet.

After a couple of minutes of despair Joey stood back up and turned to his bedroom door. He opened it and was just about to call for Mandy when he paused. He looked around to his chest of drawers and wondered if there was a way to salvage his dignity. He went across to the drawers and pulled open the top one revealing all his diapers.

More than ever Joey wished he was a normal person and could open his drawer to find regular underwear but that wasn’t to be. He pulled out the top most diaper and carried it over to the bed. He opened up the padding and laid it on a dry part of the mattress. He could do this. He was eighteen-years-old, he could change his own damn diaper for once.

Stood next to the bed, Joey pulled at the tapes of his diaper. When the fourth came away the diaper dropped and Joey fumbled as he tried to catch it. The disposable turned over and it landed padded side down on the ground with a splat. Joey visibly winced and ducked down to pick it up. When he saw the wet patch left on the carpet he felt fresh despair.

Joey stood up with the leaking diaper and didn’t know where to put it. Mandy often brought a bag with her or something but he hadn’t prepared for this. As he looked around and tried to stop himself from crying he felt a sudden release of pressure.

Joey could only look down in shock as his penis twitched slightly before a torrent of hot urine started dropping helplessly out of him. In his panic he wasn’t sure what to do and grabbed the open diaper still laying on the bed. Grabbing the two ends he stepped over it causing more pee to fly everywhere before the last of his urine could splash into the padding.

The tears could no longer be held back. He started loudly crying as he looked around at the wet bed, leaky diaper, stain on the carpet and the slightly used padding between his legs. He had never been so humiliated as the night of the prom but he had never felt as pathetic as right at that moment.

“Joey?” Mandy’s soft voice came from the still open doorway, “Oh my…”

Joey looked up and through the sheen of tears covering his eyes he could see his big sister surveying the damage. It must’ve looked like a water bomb had gone off. Joey let go of the diaper he was still holding between his legs and stumbled over to Mandy.

“It’s OK, sweetie.” Mandy said as she hugged Joey tight and stroked his hair, “Just let it all out.”

Letting it all out was the problem, Joey thought ruefully as he sobbed into his sister’s chest. He was thankful that Mandy just stood still and stayed silent as he cried out his frustration and pain. She didn’t rush him and for that he was eternally thankful.

“Shall we get you into another diaper?” Mandy asked quietly after several minutes of sobbing.

Joey didn’t want to try and change himself. He wanted the comfort of being changed by Mandy and he simply nodded his head and pulled away. There were two big wet marks on Mandy’s chest where he had been crying.

“I’m sorry…” Joey hiccupped.

“Don’t worry about it.” Mandy said with a little smile, “Come into my room whilst I get a diaper for you. Don’t worry about all this, I’ll clean it up in a bit.”

“A-Are you sure?” Joey asked.

“Yeah.” Mandy put her arm around Joey and gave him a little squeeze.

“Thank you.” Joey replied as he started walking nakedly out of his room and down the landing.

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Max and Megan

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“This sucks.” Max said simply. He was breaking a silence that had lasted close to an hour, “This really blows.”

“Oh? You’re not having a good time?” Megan replied sarcastically, “You should’ve said something.”

It had been an hour since Max and Megan had been put in diapers. They were each wearing a onesie, Megan’s was pink and Max’s blue, and had been left in a playpen that had been set up in the living room. Their father was sitting off to the side sipping on a drink and watching television as if this was in any way normal.

“You don’t have to be sarcastic.” Max said, “It’s your fault we’re in this mess.”

“My fault!?” Megan exclaimed.

“Hey!” Anthony shouted from the couch and looked around to his two offspring, “Keep it down. I’m trying to watch TV over here.”

Megan balled up her fists. She was having to supress her natural urge to argue back, the situation was bad enough without her aggravating it. She took several deep breaths and looked around the pen. She and Max were sat on a play mat as far away as they could get from each other. There were toys and activities scattered around the pen but neither of the twins had touched any of them.

After sitting in silence for an hour Megan had plenty of time to think about her new underwear. She had plenty of time to think about how it crinkled with every movement, how the diaper hugged her hips tightly and how the padding cushioned her ass. She’d had plenty of time to think about the pink onesie she was wearing and how it stretched to be tight to her skin, how the elastic material pulled the diaper closer to her body.

Megan sighed in frustration. She needed the bathroom but there was no way she was going to use her diaper. Her parents would come to their senses soon and she didn’t want to embarrass herself beforehand.

“Have you… you know, yet?” Megan asked Max quietly a few minutes later.

“What?” Max asked.

“”You know”?” Megan repeated as she tried to subtly point to her diaper.

Max frowned and shrugged to say he didn’t know what she was talking about.

“Have you used your diaper?” Megan hissed impatiently.

“No.” Max replied simply, “Have you?”

“Of course not.” Megan replied. She looked affronted that anyone could suggest such a thing.

Megan was incredibly bored. She didn’t know how babies could put up with this. None of the toys looked remotely interesting and she had no options to go anywhere else. She looked on with contempt as Max started filling in a colouring book. He even laid down on his front with his padded rear pointing right at her. There was no way she would ever do such childish things or expose herself like that. She sat cross-legged and rested her chin on her hand in boredom.

The aching in Megan’s body was only getting worse. It felt like her bladder was inflating like a balloon, it was complaining with increasing urgency. She hated to think she would use a diaper, especially losing control before her brother. This was torture.

“How are my babies doing?” Jane walked in cheerily. She was wearing an apron which meant she was cooking dinner.

“Don’t call me that.” Megan scowled.

“Don’t be like that.” Jane said with faux-sympathy, “Or does someone need a diaper change already?”

Megan’s face blushed and she quickly shook her head and looked away. She heard Max snickering as if he was in any better position than she was. Her bladder ache grew even further until it was almost impossible to contain, her body was desperate to let go but her stubborn brain was refusing to let go. She didn’t even want to move for fear of relaxing the muscles in her bladder.

“Dinner will be ready in ten minutes.” Jane said to Anthony before turning to the twins, “You two will be going to bed shortly afterwards so if you need to use your diapers you had better do so soon.”

“Bed!?” Max looked up and wrinkled his nose.

“Babies need plenty of sleep.” Jane replied as she left the room.

“She’s taking this too seriously…” Max muttered as he turned back to his colouring.

Megan was too distracted to reply. Her feet were shaking and she felt her skin growing clammy from sweat. She felt ill but only because her body was about to give up the fight and there was nothing she could do to delay it any further. She closed her eyes as she felt her body finally force the urine down and out of her bladder.

Megan immediately felt the diaper growing warm as she started peeing. The urine splashed into the padding and was immediately soaked up and spread around. She could feel little rivers of her liquid waste running down and over her bottom. Her skin tickled and she had to fight the urge to fidget. It felt like the diaper shouldn’t be able to hold everything she was pouring into it but the padding expanded and the sides pushed into her thighs. She shivered as the absorbent material spread the piss up towards her lower back.

After waiting so long to go Megan felt like it would never stop. In the end she pushed out the last spurts as she released the breath she hadn’t realised she had been holding. The diaper felt so warm now, front to back it was like a heater taped between her legs. It wasn’t as uncomfortable as she thought it might be but it was definitely as humiliating as she feared.

Megan was grateful no one was looking her way. Her face was bright red and she felt on the verge of tears, all she could do was try to act natural to avoid the inevitable humiliation to come. The minutes ticked by incredibly slowly and all the young woman could think about was how warm her diaper was. Was this what Joey felt every day? She pitied him.

“Dinner!” Jane called out from the kitchen.

Max was the first to climb to his feet. His diaper crinkled loudly and he adjusted the sleeves on his onesie. He walked over to the edge of the playpen but not through it. It felt wrong to open the gate himself since it was designed to keep them there. It was only when his father got off the couch and opened the gate without looking at him that he realised how strange it was. Like a dog put on a leash he had suddenly become very obedient.

Looking over his shoulder Max watched Megan stand up. Megan looked a lot shakier and when she straightened up she almost imperceptibly winced. A lightbulb went off and Max suddenly realised what had happened.

“You wet yourself!” Max pointed an accusing finger at her sister.

Max could see Megan blushing and knew he was right. A smirk crossed his face as Megan looked away in embarrassed silence. It was such a stupid thing to gloat about since he would inevitably do the same thing but it didn’t stop him from feeling superior.

“I win.” Max stuck his tongue out at Megan.

“It’s not a competition!” Megan hissed out in reply, “Jesus Christ, just get a move on will you…”

Max was still smiling as he turned back around. Anthony was stood in the lobby area and looking back at his two offspring with disgust. He shook his head as he walked towards the dining room. Max’s smile disappeared.

“I don’t know why you’re so pleased with yourself.” Megan growled as she pushed past Max, “It’s not like you’re going to be able to stop it.”

Megan tried to leave the room with dignity but it was difficult when her thighs were pushed apart by swollen padding. She had to awkwardly waddle down the hallway and it felt like the rear of the padding was swaying massively behind her.

Max watched Megan go with a sinking feeling in his stomach. He knew his sister was right but calling attention to it seemed to make his need to answer the call of nature suddenly increase. He bit his bottom lip as he followed Megan down the hall.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Megan had stopped so suddenly at the entrance to the dining room that Max practically walked into her.

“What?” Max asked as he pushed past his sister. He quickly saw what had stopped her in her tracks.

A pair of large white highchairs had been set up at the oak table. The white plastic of the toddler chairs stood out garishly next to the rest of the wooden furniture in the room. They had been arranged in such a way that each seat sat opposite each other and next to them was a normal chair for one of their parents.

Max felt a flush of embarrassment accompany a rumble deep in his bowels. Both he and Megan stayed rooted in the doorway as their father walked over and planted himself in one of the chairs. In the meantime their mother was serving two plates of food and a couple of bowls that were steaming on the counter top.

“Pick a chair.” Jane said indicating the new furniture.

“Can’t we ju-” Megan started.

“No.” Jane replied sharply, “Pick a chair.”

Max was the first to move and he went to the highchair next to his father. He saw Anthony wrinkle his nose as his son’s padded rear end swung near him. Max sat down heavily. The tray was to his side and he wasn’t sure if he was supposed to close it himself. It felt like he would be locking himself into his own prison so he didn’t move.

“Anthony…” Jane said pointedly. She nodded towards the highchair.

“This is stupid.” Anthony sighed as he leaned over and roughly pulled the tray until it locked in place, “I feel like I’m the one being punished…”

Megan walked around the table to the seat next to her mother. She awkwardly clambered into the seat and felt her wet diaper squish underneath her. Jane pulled the tray closed and then placed the bowl of food on it along with a spoon.

“You promised you would help out.” Jane warned her husband, “Taking care of babies is hard work.”

Anthony grumbled but didn’t say anything as he put Max’s lunch on the tray. Max felt his digestive system rumble again and the pressure on his bowels suddenly cranked up. He felt a shot of panic go through him that he forced himself to bury. He couldn’t do what his body was asking, letting loose into his diaper with his family all present was a horrifying prospect.

Max reached for his spoon but was cut off by his father. Anthony didn’t look happy as he dipped the spoon into the mushy food and lifted it towards Max without a word. It was obvious Anthony wasn’t interested in helping out with this outlandish punishment.

“What is it?” Max asked as he wrinkled his nose at the smell.

“That is baby food.” Jane said to the twins’ disgust, “Apple and pear flavour.”

“You can’t expect us to eat this.” Megan complained. She theatrically made out like she was going to throw up.

“You’ll be staying in those seats until you do.” Jane fired back.

Max opened his shaky mouth and Anthony tipped the food in. It didn’t taste nearly as bad as Max had thought it would but he didn’t like the thick creamy texture. That wasn’t to mention the absolute shame felt from being fed like a useless infant. He saw Megan taking a similar mouthful of food from their mother but unlike Max she clearly didn’t like the taste. She spat it out over her tray.

“Megan!” Jane angrily chided.

“I can’t eat it!” Megan kicked out and hit the table with her foot, “It’s disgusting!”

“You need to eat, sweetie.” Jane replied slowly and patiently, “Here comes the airplane…”

“No!” Megan exclaimed as she turned her head away.

Max opened his mouth and accepted another spoonful of dinner from his father. He couldn’t help but laugh when he saw his sister throwing a tantrum like the baby she was being treated as. She’d always been highly-strung, it seemed like being out of control messed with her much more than it did Max.

As Jane tried to get Megan to calm down and Anthony continued to feed him with barely disguised disgust Max started feeling the pressure inside his body reaching critical mass. He was starting to squirm in his seat and not even his sister’s tantrum could distract him from what was coming. He kept opening and closing his mouth almost automatically as more food was shovelled into it.

Max’s heart was hammering and he could feel himself becoming pre-emptively embarrassed. His discomfort was becoming increasingly painful cramps. He realised he was tuning out and he ignored the spoon held up to his face. He was staring into the middle-distance with more and more of his brain being needed to stop the messing that was threatening to happen with or without his permission.

“Hurry up.” Anthony complained impatiently, “Some of us have other things to do today.”

Max’s attention was distracted for a moment and as he opened his mouth robotically he opened up at the other end as well. Max put his feet on the crossbar between the legs of the chair and lifted his butt up. He immediately felt his sphincter quivering and then it gave up the fight. Max automatically pushed down with his tummy muscles and screwed up his face.

A soft lump pushed out of his body and dropped into the diaper. It was immediately followed by several larger lumps of harder mess which started to push the padding out. Max could feel the poop spreading around his diaper area and was helpless to stop it. He could feel the plastic padding shifting to accommodate the load. He pinched off the last turd and felt it rest snuggly against his skin.

Max could feel more in his body and after letting his breath out he took another deep one and pressed down. He could feel more crap oozing out of him and into the hot and sticky confines of his diaper.

“Tell me you aren’t…” Anthony sounded disgusted, “Jesus Christ, I’m not dealing with that. Jane!”

Max’s eyes were still closed but he heard his sister and mother suddenly stop their back and forth. He knew they were looking at him, everyone was looking at him as he soiled himself like a toddler whilst trapped in his highchair.

Everyone already knew what he was doing so Max grunted and pushed once more. There was a loud wet fart sound and then a final rush of soft poo-poo fell out of him. He was finished but could still feel the slimy mess spreading around him. His aching legs couldn’t keep him in this position forever and he slowly sunk back down. He could feel the mush push around him as it was squeezed between him and the seat. Max shuddered at the feeling as air bubbles rolled against his skin.

“Well, it had to happen sooner or later.” Jane said with a sigh.

“If you think I’m changing these things you’ve got another thing coming. I didn’t do it when they were babies and I won’t do it now.” Anthony pushed his seat back and picked up his plate of food. He left the room without a single glance backwards.

Max opened his eyes to see Megan looking at him with wide-eyes. It was more than just disgust, it was like she was seeing a glimpse of her own future.

kerry · September 22, 2022

Well, it seems that we are catching a glimpse of how the twins grew into such selfish, entitled pricks. Anthony deserves to end up in diapers as well, though that is unlikely. But honestly: in the 21st Century, a father who refuses to change poopy diapers is ridiculous. I can understand it with his teenage son, but he says he refused even when they were babies.

D503 · September 25, 2022

Nice. I assume they had some cute bibs put on. Or maybe they're waiting on a custom order ?.

Poor ol Joey, maybe he shouldn't try diapering himself. I wonder if he shaves himself competently?

Elfy · September 29, 2022

Joey has been isolating himself from the world as much as possible. He wasn't leaving his room, he wasn't going outside and he was avoiding social media like the plague. Meanwhile his phone has been collecting messages and missed calls. It's finally time to see what his friends were saying...

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Joey

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Joey was still sulking in his room the day after his leak. If anything he was even more hesitant to see his sister who he was sure was judging him. He was embarrassed by everything that had happened and could barely even let her in for his diaper changes. Time was making his depression from the prom easier but it had done nothing to lessen the lasting humiliation.

“Joey?” There was a knock on the door and Mandy’s soft voice floated in.

“Yeah?” Joey replied from his desk chair. He was mindlessly surfing the internet.

“I’m going in to work.” Mandy called out, “Do you need anything before I go?”

The point of the question was clear. Mandy wasn’t asking Joey if he needed anything from the shops, she wasn’t asking if he needed to borrow some money; she was asking if he needed his diaper changed. Joey was grateful for the closed door. He hadn’t really been paying attention to his diaper and how much he had used it, he was glad to have some privacy as he quickly slid his hand down to prod the plastic padding. It was still very dry having been changed just an hour or so ago.

“I’m fine.” Joey replied, “See you later.”

One of the ironic things about Mandy and her work was what she did and where she did it. She was a nurse working at the very doctor’s surgery that the evil twins’ dad ran. Whereas Joey planned to never see anyone from school again, especially Max and Mandy, his sister would be in contact with their family practically every day.

Joey wasn’t wearing any pants as he sat at the computer. He had barely been bothered enough to put a shirt on, there seemed little point when he was staying cooped up in his room all day. He shifted his chair sideways and put his feet up on the windowsill as he scrolled disinterestedly through some forums. He scratched his leg and sighed.

After the prom Joey had deleted all his social media accounts. He had resisted the temptation to look at anything that might involve people talking about that night. He had decided that all his friends were in the past, there was no point trying to keep up with them now, when they looked at him they would see that one night.

Joey’s only option was to hide away all summer like a hermit and then leave for college and try to start over. He had to hit the big reset button on his life.

Joey barely moved for several hours. He went downstairs to get some lunch and discovered his diaper had become quite damp. He made himself a sandwich and a drink before retreating back to his room. It was as he closed his door that he looked over to the phone he had thrown the previous day. It seemed undamaged, the battery and the rear of the case had come off the front but nothing lasting. The most damage appeared to have been done to the wall where a small dent showed the point of impact.

Joey was torn between curiosity over what messages he might’ve missed and not wanting to see a dozen texts laughing at him. He didn’t think his fragile mental state could take it. He picked up the pieces and dropped them on his bed, he would worry about that later. He went back to his computer and prepared to vegetate in his seat again.

Another few hours passed and the sun that had hung in the midday sky had sunk low so that it just appeared over the tops of the nearby houses. Joey was feeling a little tired and decided a nap before his sister got home was the answer. He stood up and felt his diaper sag beneath him, it was a good job Mandy would be home soon.

“Ouch!” Joey had flopped on to the bed and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back.

Joey reached underneath him and pulled out the pieces of phone. He had completely forgotten he had placed the parts there. With a sigh he put the battery in the handset and pressed the back in until it clicked into position. He dreaded what he would see but he held down the power button and waited for it to boot up.

For a second Joey saw his home screen, a picture of Joey and Mandy from a family party, and then he felt the phone vibrate and heard it beep. Like a siren going off it made him jump and he saw ten missed calls and just as many text messages. He put the phone down and looked up at the ceiling with anxiety. He didn’t know if he wanted to see what he was being sent now after the nightmare at the prom.

“Alright. Do your worst…” Joey said softly as he lifted the phone up.

Half the calls were from Joey’s friends. Some were from withheld numbers which he assumed were people calling to make fun of him. He was rather surprised to see a couple of the calls were from Fiona.

Joey’s heart raced when he saw Fiona’s name. He hadn’t thought about her too much since the prom because the memory was just too painful. He had a crush on the beautiful woman and he was fairly sure that if he had more confidence he might’ve had a chance with her. Of course all that potential for romance had been dismantled the moment he had been exposed.

Clearing the missed calls Joey swiped to the side to check his messages. Aside from a few spam texts there was a big surprise for Joey as he scrolled down and saw several messages from Fiona to go with the calls. He hesitated to open them. He thought about it for several minutes before dropping his phone on the bed and returning to his computer. There was no good to come from reading those messages, he was sure of it.

Joey sat at his computer and attempted to distract himself but no matter what he did he found his mind returning to the text messages. He turned to look over his shoulder at the bed as if expecting the phone to have moved.

After nearly an hour of trying just about anything to stop thinking about the cell phone Joey finally gave up and went back to the bed. He opened the first text which was from his best friend, Charlie.

“Dude… What the hell was that???” Charlie had written, “You never told me there was something wrong with you. I thought we were friends…”

Joey felt his heart drop. He had offended Charlie by keeping this secret, he had no idea what he could say or even if he wanted to say anything. Even if he could convince Charlie that he trusts him and explain why he kept his diapers quiet he was sure Charlie would never look at him the same way again. Joey had envisaged it in his head many times before, if friends found out and understood his problem they would still treat him like a porcelain doll, like he could break at any moment. The knowledge couldn’t be stuffed back into a box no matter what.

“LOL!” A withheld number had texted him. This was what Joey expected from everyone who had seen him. Mockery.

“You’re such a loser.” Another withheld number.

“Does baby need a change?” This wasn’t a withheld number but it was from someone in Max’s gang, “Don’t worry, we got it all on film. You’re going viral.”

Joey expected the taunts and he expected the threats. He had already resigned himself to the fact that his humiliation would be broadcast to the world. Despite seeing nothing unexpected he still felt a shame burning deep within himself. His fears had been confirmed and instead of relief at knowing what was happening he only felt more sadness.

The only texts left were from Fiona. Joey still hesitated to read them. Getting random insults from strangers or people he barely knew was one thing but if they came from the object of his desire he was sure the barbs would cut deeper. As he stared at Fiona’s name he could almost see her sitting with friends and composing the texts giggling over the vitriol they were going to pour his way.

Joey took a deep breath and tapped on Fiona’s name. In the second it took for the first message to load his mind ran through a million different possibilities.

“Are you OK?” The first message read. Joey scrolled down to read the rest of the messages.

“I’m worried about you.”

“Can we talk? I want to help.”

“Please, please, please message me back to let me know you’re OK!”

Joey had expected a lot of things but he hadn’t expected this. Far from making fun of him Fiona actually seemed interested in his well-being, which was more than anyone else had offered since the prom. He hovered his thumb over the reply button. Joey’s paranoia was threatening to take over again, what if this was all a plan to embarrass him further?

Joey was in a low place and didn’t think he had all that much left to lose. If Fiona was going to be mean to him then so be it, he would rip the band aid off right away and find out what her plan was. It was better than letting it percolate until things boiled over.

“Hey, I’m OK.” Joey typed simply. Not sure what else to say he tapped send and watched as the message swiftly moved to the sent folder.

Joey put the phone down and watched it. He didn’t know if he expected a response at all yet alone a quick one. He sat up and felt his heavy diaper crinkling, at the same moment he heard the front door open downstairs. It wasn’t a moment too soon, his need for a change was reaching critical.

“Hello.” Joey called down the stairs.

“Hey.” Mandy replied. Joey could hear her taking her shoes and coat off, “I brought home dinner. Hope you’re hungry for pizza!”

Joey smiled as he stood up. He was definitely hungry and pizza sounded like a great idea, he was about to rush straight downstairs but heard his phone vibrate before he could leave the room. It was a reply from Fiona. He tapped on the name and the message appeared on the screen.

“I’m so relieved! I know it’s been a stressful time but if you get the time and you want to… Could you call me? I’ll understand if you don’t.” Fiona’s message was short and yet Joey stared at it as if he had lost all his reading comprehension.

Call her? The very thought made Joey tremble with anxiety. He could barely talk to her before the incident yet alone afterwards. He put the phone down, if he was going to respond it could wait until after dinner at the earliest.

Joey was nearly out of the room when he stopped himself and went back to his chest of drawers. The wet diaper swung slightly between his legs as he pulled out a fresh disposable. He took a bottle of powder and a package of wet wipes and headed downstairs. If it was dinner time he might as well save his sister a trip to the bedroom and let her change him on the floor of the living room.

Joey was in a good mood that evening as he spent time with his sister. For the first time since the prom he wasn’t stewing in his own juices and a couple of times he even smiled. The messages and missed calls on his phone remained on his mind though, particularly Fiona’s. Could he really call and talk to her after everything she saw at the prom?

Elfy · October 6, 2022

Max and Megan are woken up to a very nasty surprise. Normally getting out of things they don't want to do is easy enough but this time not even begging will grant them mercy.

(This update is a little shorter than my usual ones. I promise they'll be back to normal after this one.)

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Max and Megan

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Megan was the first to wake up but she didn’t feel rested. Her brother was snoring loudly and his size meant she was pushed closer to the bars of the crib than she would’ve liked. The nursery was silent and Megan looked out through the bars with a heavy sigh. She could feel the diaper taped to her rub against her skin as she shifted position. Maybe it was her imagination but she felt she could still smell the horrid stench of her brother’s diaper from the previous evening. It was something a sister should never have to experience.

Dinner the previous evening had been a horrid experience. Megan hadn’t been able to force herself to eat the tasteless mush that was shovelled into her. When Max had unceremoniously crapped his pants everything felt a lot more real and a lot scarier. It felt like there had been a barrier preventing Megan from thinking of the worst things that would happen, after Max’s accident those barriers melted away. The true horror of her situation had now fully sunk in.

Megan elbowed her brother’s leg in an attempt to get him to move over but he didn’t budge an inch. She was sure she would never get good sleep with the snoring mass next to her. To think it was only day two of this nightmare made her shiver, she had plans for this summer and none of them involved her sitting at home in her own waste with Max.

There was noise coming from other parts of the house. The nursery didn’t have a clock in it but Megan knew it couldn’t be too early. She shifted up on to her knees with her fists wrapped around the bars. There was no point holding back what was about to happen.

Megan slowly exhaled and as she did so the sphincter around the bottom of her bladder relaxed. She closed her eyes and felt her shoulders slump as her diaper grew warmer. Her morning piss pouring into the padding and being greedily sucked up. By the time she had finished the diaper had expanded quite dramatically. She sat back and leaned against the bars as she waited to be let out.

It turned out that Megan didn’t have to wait long. The door opened up suddenly and Megan saw her mother stride confidently into the room. Megan folded her arms across her chest and looked down at the mattress sulkily.

“Wakey wakey, babies!” Jane said loudly as she walked over and threw the cream coloured curtains open.

Max finally startled awake. Megan looked over to see him frown and look around, it seemed to take him a few moments to realise that the previous day hadn’t just been a horrible dream. As he sat up and scratched his back the side of the crib rattled to the floor. Jane looked in gleefully at her two newly made adult babies.

“God damn it…” Max muttered.

Jane reached into the crib and pressed her palm against the crotches of her two twins. Megan could only look away to avoid the knowing look from her mother. Megan was helped to the floor first, her diaper hung slightly low from the wetting and the warmth rubbed distractedly against her skin. Max was helped out afterwards but his diaper was still clearly clean and dry.

“You’ll want to use those before we go out.” Jane said as she started preparing fresh diapers, “Babies shouldn’t be holding back anyway.”

“Out?” Megan said hesitantly, “Like, outside?”

As Jane nodded her head Megan felt a fresh fear work it’s way down her spine. She was only just getting used to wearing diapers at all yet alone being around other people. There had to be a way of stopping this from happening but she had no idea what that might be. The threats from before remained and her tantrum yesterday did nothing to help.

“So who’s getting changed first?” Jane asked.

“Megan!” Max answered immediately. His voice was a little strained.

Megan turned her head and saw Max standing completely still with his legs spread slightly. Her eyes widened as she looked down at her brother’s crotch. The pristine whiteness of the diaper was darkening from the bottom. The darkness was creeping up the front of the padding as Max wet himself. He seemed to have no shame to be doing it right there in front of his sister and mom.

“What?” Max asked his sister as he stretched.

Megan shook her head and rolled her eyes as she looked away. She had no idea how Max could be so casual about these things. She was still turned around when she suddenly felt her mother’s hands around her waist. She yelped as she was lifted briefly and sat on the edge of the changing table. She laid herself down and shifted awkwardly, the still warm padding resting against her crotch heavily.

“Can we just stop this now?” Megan asked as the tapes were pulled off the diaper, “We’ve learnt our lessons. This sucks.”

“Baby, we’ve barely even started.” Jane replied without missing a beat. She was already clutching a handful of baby wipes and she started wiping her daughter clean.

Megan shuddered at the cold touch. She wanted to cry but she sniffed the potential tears back, it was like a nightmare that she kept waking up from only to find she was still in it. She felt the old diaper getting pulled away. She had to lay there and cringe as her mother commented on how heavy the wet padding was before her brief time out of diapers came to an end. The new disposable was taped around her waist with no hassle.

After the process was repeated for Max it was time to get dressed for the day. Megan usually had a style she liked but it wasn’t going to be her choice what she wore now. She could only hope that whatever Jane pulled out of the closet wasn’t too embarrassing. She didn’t hold high hopes.

“Oh, you two will look adorable in these matching clothes!” Jane exclaimed as she reached in to the closet and pulled out two hangars.

Any hope Megan had of retaining some dignity quickly evaporated as she watched the two outfits getting placed on the changing table. The two sets of clothes were identical. A plain white t-shirt with denim shortalls over the top. It was the sort of outfit that would look adorable on a baby, on two eighteen-year-olds it would look ridiculous.

“You can’t make me go to the store like this.” Megan muttered defiantly.

“I can and I will.” Jane replied, “You can go with a spanked butt or not. That’s your only choice here.”

Megan heard Max snort with laughter but she didn’t understand why. It wasn’t like he was getting away with anything here, he would be just as humiliated as she was. She would’ve said something but before she could start her mother was pulling a shirt over her head. Megan put her arms through the holes as the clothing was pulled down over her chest and tummy.

The denim came next. Megan’s legs were put through the holes and once she had stepped into it the clothing was pulled up over her padded crotch. The straps went over her shoulders, she could now see the part that went over her chest had a picture of a cartoon steam train. Just when she thought it couldn’t get any more infantile and embarrassing it did.

As Jane dressed Max in the same way Megan let her hands wander down her body. She found some metal buttons between her legs. Megan didn’t immediately know what they were for until she saw herself in the mirror in the corner. The buttons looked just like the ones on her onesie, she realised it was to make diaper changes easier. She felt herself burning with shame, everyone looking her way would know exactly what those buttons were for.

“Absolutely adorable!” Jane gave a glowing review as she looked at the twins, “I’m going to make all the other Mommy’s jealous when they see you two!”

“Mom… please.” Megan got down on her knees in front of her mother, “Don’t do this. I’m begging you for some mercy. I’m on my knees for goodness sake!”

“Mercy, eh?” Jane replied as she folded her hands across her chest.

“There must be something else we could do…” Megan put her hands together in front of her like she was praying, “I would do anything to avoid this. Ground us, take our money, make us do community service… Anything!”

“Did you give Joey that chance?” Jane asked.

Megan sighed and looked down at the ground. She slowly stood up knowing that her pleas were fruitless. As her mother turned to leave the room she followed with Max behind her. The sounds of crinkling diapers was their only audible accompaniment.

Elfy · October 13, 2022

The twins are taken shopping and things go predictibly badly, especially for Megan. Just when it seems like thniks can't get worse Max lets a little piece of information slip that could have massive ramifications in the future.

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It wasn’t just any old store. As the car slowly rolled into the parking space Max and Megan were left looking out at the town mall. There were hundreds of people walking around and the twins looked at them all anxiously. Their conspicuous outfits felt like beacons that would attract the attention of everyone around them.

Megan felt butterflies in her stomach and a strange twisting feeling. She knew she was nervous so she prayed it was only nerves making her feel that way, in the back of her mind she knew she was long overdue to poop. She thought back to Max in the highchair the previous evening, it was inevitable that she would end up doing that same thing sooner or later.

“Come on, you can’t sit in there all day.” Jane said as she stepped out of the car.

Megan felt her cool and calm exterior starting to crack. Stepping out of the car meant humiliation and there was nothing she could do to avoid it. The thick diaper pushing her clothes out combined with her brother wearing a matching outfit made her emotions boil. Megan imagined a giant pot of boiling water, she felt like she was trying to hold down a lid that was being forced up by steam. The water splashed out no matter how hard she tried. Her panic threatened to overwhelm her despite her best efforts.

“After you, sis.” Max said.

Megan knew her brother was struggling to keep his composure as well. His face was white and his foot was rapidly tapping on the floor. In many cases being together with someone else in a stressful situation would lead to bonding but Megan felt only the smallest sliver of empathy for Max.

The car door next to Megan suddenly opened and she turned to see her mother looking impatient. Jane’s fingers closed around Megan’s upper arm and she was pulled out of the car. She almost immediately froze like a deer in the headlights of a semi-truck. Megan’s eyes darted around at all the people passing by, none were giving her a second look yet but she felt sure that would change when they could more easily see how she was dressed.

“What if my friends are here?” Max asked as he stepped out of the car and closed the door.

“Then you can tell them exactly why you ended up like this.” Jane replied quickly. She took his hand in her own, “You acted like a little brat and now you’re being treated like it.”

Megan was broken from her statuesque performance when her own hand was taken by her mother. She was pulled forwards with her mom in the middle and her brother the other side, Jane was holding their hands like a pair of toddlers and rapidly marched them towards the entrance of the mall.

Megan saw the same look of horror that she had mirrored on Max’s face. She could feel the diaper between her thighs forcing her legs apart and despite the noise of everyone else she felt she could hear herself crinkling as well.

“We’ve got a few stops to make.” Jane said as she walked quickly to the building.

Max and Megan were forced to walk just as fast as their mother as they approached the building. There was nowhere to run or hide for either of the twins. Jane’s hands holding their own with enough tightness to make sure they remained where they were. Both Max and Megan could see people noticing them now, people frowning at the oddly dressed twins.

Megan looked at the faces around her as she silently pleaded that no one she knew had decided to go shopping that day. The disposable diaper between her legs chafed slightly but she didn’t dare try to adjust herself. She closed her eyes and hoped she would suddenly wake up back in her regular bed.

“First things first I need to get a proper diaper bag for you both.” Jane said loudly as she turned the threesome towards some stores to the left.

“Please be quiet…” Max begged.

If Jane heard his pleadings she clearly didn’t care all that much. Megan felt like she was becoming increasingly paranoid, she was looking around every time she heard someone shout or laugh. She kept expecting it to be at her. Although people were definitely staring at the two young adults dressed in such a strange way it didn’t seem like they were noticing the diapers underneath.

The baby store was huge. Megan looked around in wonder at the sheer quantity and variety of products on display. Compared to the main thoroughfare of the mall the store was very quiet, all that seemed to do was make the sound of the diapers more prominent. The majority of the other customers in there were mothers with their children or clearly pregnant women with their husbands.

The atmosphere felt oppressive and Megan felt her tummy clench. There was no hiding from the truth now, she needed the bathroom and the problem was very quickly becoming a big one. She barely paid attention as she was led through the store next to her brother. The diaper bags were on a set of shelves on the wall and rather than the three or four varieties Megan had expected to see there were three or four dozen to choose from. They ranged all the way from a very girly pastel pink bag to camouflage ones that were targeted towards men.

“Hmm, there’s a lot of choice here.” Jane said as she pursed her lips and looked around. She finally let go of the twins’ hands as she put her own on her hips, “Well we’ll need something big…”

“Big?” Max asked. His cheeks were the same shade of pink as half the bags on display.

“Of course. My babies are big after all.” Jane chuckled as she started walking down the line of shelves.

“Can I help you at all?” A young voice came from behind all three members of the family who turned to see who it was.

The store assistant was a very attractive young lady. Her long blonde hair framed a soft and round face with the artificial smile honed by customer service. If Max was a cartoon character his pupils would’ve turned to hearts and his tongue would’ve rolled down to the floor. She was just the sort of woman Max liked to get with, eye candy that he could parade around. Megan’s reaction couldn’t have been more different. She instinctively disliked other women, especially pretty ones. It brought out her competitive side. Rather than wanting to date her Megan wanted to scratch that perfect face and pull her hair out by the roots.

“Yes, I’m looking for a diaper bag for my two babies.” Jane smiled back and spoke as if this was a normal transaction, “Do you have any suggestions?”

Max’s mouth fell open in horror whilst Megan immediately wanted to withdraw her head into herself like a turtle. The pretty young assistant looked from Jane to the man and woman on either side of her. Her smile faltered for just a split-second. Megan couldn’t believe how open her mother was being about all of this. Her stomach churned again and she felt a sudden cramping pain, tears flooded her eyes that she tried to blink away surreptitiously.

“I see…” The assistant looked at the shelves behind Jane, “Then you’re going to need something big. What sort of price range are we looking at?”

“Oh, money’s no issue.” Jane replied with a big smile, “I’ll pay anything for my two little darlings.”

Just to make sure there was no doubt in the assistant’s mind as to who this diaper bag was for Jane put her arms around the shoulders of her twins. Megan’s cramps grew quickly and she started wondering if something hadn’t been put in her food or drink. She was desperate to hold on until they got somewhere private. She couldn’t let go in the mall, getting back to the car was the minimum she could accept.

“Then you’ll want to see this.” The assistant walked to the end of the shelf, “This bag is expensive but it is both waterproof and durable. The material is double-layered to prevent rips and the inside has separate compartments for every item you’ll need. It is also spacious so the bigger things you require for your larger babies should fit easily. As an added bonus we are offering free personalised stitching on the side. Many parents like having their baby’s name put on there.”

Max didn’t know how to react to any of what was happening. He was so used to being the dominant male that this position of subservience seemed very alien. Was this what the victims of his bullying felt like? Powerless against the will of someone with control over them and left only able to hope for mercy?

“Wonderful!” Jane picked up the white bag and looked inside. She nodded her head approvingly, “I’ll take it. The stitching sounds like a wonderful idea. Would it be possible to have “Baby Max” on one side and “Baby Megan” on the other?”

“Of course.” The assistant replied, “If you are willing to wait we actually have someone on site who can do that. Should only take fifteen minutes or so.”

“That quickly?” Jane looked impressed.

“She’s very good.” The assistant replied with a smile, “If you’d like to follow me to the checkout.”

As Jane took a step Megan reached out a hand and grabbed her sleeve. She winced slightly as she felt the latest cramp twist her intestines before subsiding. A tear rolled down her cheek but she quickly wiped it away desperate to maintain what little composure she had left.

“Mommy…” Megan hated using that term but she needed to do everything to make her mother happy at that moment, “I really need the bathroom.”

“That’s fine.” Jane replied with a dismissive shrug, “I’ll change you after we’re done here.”

“It’s…” Megan started. She looked around at her brother and then the other nearby shoppers. Despite the desperation of her situation she couldn’t bring herself to say any more, “Never mind.”

Megan looked down as she released her mother’s sleeve. Jane led the twins over to where the assistant had gone. Megan could only do everything in her power to hold on until she got back to the car at least. She knew it was coming but it couldn’t happen in public, it would break her.

“I’ve handed the bag over. If you’d like to pay now the bag should be out shortly.” The assistant said.

There was a ceiling support pillar nearby and Megan walked over to it. She leaned against it and begged her intestines to calm down. She felt hot, like she had a fever but she knew it was just panic at her situation. She looked around desperately, her lack of control was reaching a point where she looked around for a quiet corner that she could hide in whilst she did her business.

“Whilst we wait…” The assistant had lowered her voice but it didn’t make her less audible to Megan, “May I ask is this bag for the boy and girl with you today? We have a discount for certain disabilities…”

Megan groaned in horror as her mother started launching into the story about how her twins had ended up in this situation. She would’ve been even more mortified if she wasn’t so distracted by her bowels. She tuned out the conversation now going on at the till and just hoped the bag would be out soon.

“You should just let go.” Max waddled over and stood next to Megan, “I did. It’s not so bad and definitely better than being in pain. It’s not like I haven’t seen you wet yourself already. I’m surprised you haven’t done it, I peed in the car.”

“I don’t need to pee.” Megan said through gritted teeth.

“Oh shit.” Max replied. He backed away slightly as if Megan was a bomb that might explode, “You don’t want to do that here.”

“I know!” Megan yelled. Her frustration was boiling over and there was no amount of pushing down on a lid that would stop it.

Megan looked around and saw more people looking. Her bottom lip was trembling and she felt a sudden desperate need to escape. The only problem was there was nowhere to go. She couldn’t believe what was going to happen, she knew now she was never going to make it out to the car. The ultimate humiliation was an inevitability.

Megan was so distracted now she didn’t care that people were looking as she reached around and placed a hand on the seat of her diaper. Her desperate mind was flailing around as it tried to think it’s way out of this situation. Her hand pressed in as if she could manually keep the contents of her bowels in.

“What are you doing?” Max asked. He sounded pre-emptively disgusted, “You’re acting weird. People are looking.”

“You think I don’t know that!?” Megan hissed. She couldn’t stop a sob following her words out. The last thing she wanted was an audience but she knew she had one. She looked over her shoulder and saw a half dozen people forgetting their shopping to watch this strange spectacle.

Megan couldn’t stop herself from making another desperate plea for clemency. Tears flowed down her face as she turned around and awkwardly waddled towards her mother like a toddler learning to walk. One hand was still clamped over her backside.

“Mommy, please!” Megan didn’t care if people heard her now, they were already staring. A cramp came on suddenly bringing with it a pressure in her bowels so strong her hole opened a little. The tip of a turd poking out towards freedom, “I need the toilet now!”

Megan barely got the words out before she let out a whine of hopeless resignation. With one hand behind her and the other outstretched towards her mother she was forced to bend over. She moaned as a cramp peaked with her bowels pushing. With all eyes on her she squatted down in the middle of the floor.

Megan’s eyes stared forwards into the middle-distance as her bowels opened and a sudden torrent on poop seemed to explode into her diaper. She felt it immediately drop between her legs and smear up the back. She could feel the diaper adjusting to take the new load, the plastic underwear pushing out behind her to make room for the shame Megan were pushing into it.

Megan hiccupped on a sob as she felt the slimy mess against her skin. She could hear people whispering and as much as she wanted to stand up and hide she was trapped in place. Tears leaked down her cheeks as she was forced to confront the reality that she was filling her pants with stinky poo-poo.

“Oh dear…” Jane’s disappointed voice broke the stunned silence in the store. The words cut through Megan and let her know that everyone knew what she was doing.

Megan grunted as she pushed down. Through all the fog of humiliation Megan’s brain came to the conclusion that the only way out of this embarrassing situation was to complete this humiliating task. Megan wanted to empty herself into the diaper as soon as possible.

Megan slid her feet further apart and lowered herself even further. Her hands went to the floor in front of her and she was squatted so low that the bottom of the diaper rested against the ground. She grunted again and felt a rumble deep in her belly as something shifted and started to come out. There were murmurs in the stunned crowd.

With a deep breath in Megan pushed and felt several small lumps of poop pushing out into the swampy mess of her diaper. She could feel the padding growing heavier as her logs weighed it down. The soft crinkle of the padding moving to accommodate everything felt deafening to Megan’s ears, her sobs the only other sound in the now practically silent shop.

After not going number two since first being put into diapers there was a lot to come out. She pushed again and found that with the solid poop out of the way there was a mass of softer excrement that came out of her hole and quickly spread around her underpants. She shivered as she finally felt like she was done. Just to complete the destruction of her disposable she released her bladder which poured hot urine over the front of the diaper and mixed in with the stinky mess.

Megan was still sobbing when she opened her eyes and looked around. She saw people staring in open disgust, she saw her brother looking almost pityingly at her and her own mother just looked a little annoyed at the inconvenience. At least a couple of people had their phones out and were pointing it at her.

The emotions flooded out just like her poop had done. Her sobs became loud wails and without even thinking about who was watching she started loudly crying. Her arms flailed in despair as she remained squatting on the floor. Bubbles of air ran against her skin and popped when they reached the parts of her diaper that weren’t soiled, she hated how it felt.

“Do you have a changing room at all?” Jane asked the young employee at the checkout. She sounded irritated and gave the impression that this was a common occurrence.

Megan only barely heard her as she cried loudly. The tears and snot from her crying mixed on her face which was bright red. She wanted the ground to open up and swallow her. She cried loudly on the ground like a toddler until she suddenly felt a hand on her upper arm. She rubbed her eyes and looked up to see her mother staring down at her.

“Come on.” Jane said, “Let’s get your diaper changed.”

Megan didn’t care that her mother was speaking loudly enough to be overheard by the assembled watchers. She let Jane pull her to her feet as she continued crying and looked at the ground. As she stood she felt the mass of crap in her diaper slide against her skin and shift around, she shivered as she started to walk. She could feel the poop moving with every wide-legged waddling step.

“Honestly, you try to argue you’re a grown-up and then you throw a tantrum just because you had an accident.” Jane shook her head before turning back to look at Max, “Max! Come on, we’ll change you too.”

Max had been hanging back hoping he wouldn’t be associated with his sister. It was a bit hopeless considering they were dressed the same way but when his mother called for him he sheepishly followed the two women. He could smell his sister’s diaper and he winced.

“I’m not having a tantrum!” Megan yelled the words. The frustration boiling over yet again.

Megan pulled her arm free of her mother’s grasp and stamped her feet. She only realised just how much like an irritated toddler she was acting when she saw her mother raise an eyebrow. The revelation did nothing to help Megan’s tears as her crying redoubled. She regretted standing still like this, the smell coming from her waist suddenly hit her and she nearly gagged.

“You can come with me for a change, young lady.” Jane warned as she put her hands on her hips, “Or you can walk around the shops as you are. What will it be?”

Megan looked straight down at her shoes. She heard giggling from behind her, Max had caught up and was pinching his nose causing the crowd to laugh a little. Megan felt humiliated, she had always enjoyed a reputation as a respectable woman and now it had been blown apart. She felt disgusting and the tears dripping from her face didn’t help, she was a real state.

The customer bathrooms were mercifully close and Megan followed her mother into the family changing room. Max looked like he wanted to hang around outside but Jane dragged him in as well before closing and locking the door. As soon as the door was closed Max looked at his sister with all the tear marks and he couldn’t help but start giggling.

“Shut up!” Megan yelled immediately in between two big sobs.

“I didn’t say anything!” Max quickly replied. He still couldn’t stop himself from laughing. He was thankful his messing had taken place at home.

“Stop it, both of you.” Jane said as she opened up the backpack with changing supplies in, “Honestly you’re both acting like babies.”

“She started it.” Max shrugged as he leaned against the far wall, “And she stinks! Why do I have to be in here?”

“Yes you do have to be here.” Jane said as she patted the top of the changing table, “I’m not leaving a baby alone. Besides, you can help.”

“Eww, no freaking way!” Max scrunched up his face in disgust.

Megan waddled across to the changing room. She stood next to it wondering if there was any way to lay down without smearing the contents of her underpants. She hesitated for a few seconds until Jane, clearly impatient, put her hands under Megan’s armpits and briefly lifted her up.

“No!” Megan had just enough time to tense up before her butt came in contact with the changing table.

It was like sitting on a particularly stinky custard. The slippery poop spread up Megan’s back and towards the front of her crotch. As she laid back she felt it being spread even more until she was finally flat on her back. She looked up at the ceiling and continued sniffling as her mother pulled apart the snaps between the legs of her shortalls.

“Max, since you find this all so funny you can come over here and change her.” Jane said as she stepped back from the table.

“Mom!” Max looked scandalised, “I’m no-”

“It’s “Mommy” to you.” Jane interrupted, “And don’t think about saying no to me unless you want a spanking out there in the store.”

Max looked at Megan with disgust and then at Jane who was staring a hole into him. He threw his head back and let out a deep sigh before slowly walking forwards. He thought he saw Megan’s tear-streaked face flicker a brief smile for just a second. Jane pushed the shortalls up to expose Megan’s discoloured diaper.

“First off you have to pull the tapes off.” Jane instructed, “Then take a handful of wipes and get to work. Just don’t get any on either of your clothes.”

Max didn’t need the tutorial. He put one hand on the front of the diaper and started pulling at the tapes with the other. As the padding slackened the smell started to get even worse, his eyes were watering by the time the last tape was removed.

“Ugh!” Max couldn’t help the loud exclamation when he saw what Megan had deposited in her underpants.

Megan covered her face with her hands. Her chest rapidly moved up and down as she sobbed. This was almost as humiliating as the messing itself, to have her twin brother changing her felt like rock bottom. Despite all that there was a tiny kernel of satisfaction buried underneath all the shame that Max was having to do this.

“This is so gross…” Max picked up several baby wipes and tentatively reached forwards to start cleaning the poop.

Megan almost apologised but she didn’t feel like it was her fault at all. She felt the cold wet wipes slowly cleaning her skin and shuddered as they went a little too close to her most private areas. Despite herself she felt herself calming down as she was cleaned and made more comfortable. It felt like a very infantile reaction to getting her diaper changed but her tears dried up at last.

“I don’t even get why I have to do this.” Max complained. He pulled the used diaper out from under his sister and balled it up. He dropped it into the trash can like he couldn’t get rid of it fast enough.

“You know why.” Jane replied from behind him. She was pulling a fresh diaper out of the backpack, “This’ll be so much easier with a proper diaper bag.”

“It wasn’t even my idea to look at Dad’s compu-” Max started.

“Shush!” Megan suddenly exclaimed. She uncovered her red face to stare at Max.

“What was that?” Jane asked as she placed the fresh disposable on the table. Her eyes were narrowed.

“Nothing.” Megan said before Max could open his mouth.

“Max…” Jane looked at him warningly, “What were you saying?”

“I… I was just saying it wasn’t my idea.” Max mumbled, “To look at Dad’s computer…”

There was silence in the changing room as Megan put her head down on the table and closed her eyes. So far the little secret of her using their father’s computer to find information on Joey had remained hidden, now it seemed like the beans had been spilled. She tentatively looked at her mother for a reaction.

“And why were you using your Daddy’s computer?” Jane asked.

“Don’t call him tha-” Megan started but stopped when Jane gave her a withering look.

“Megan was looking up Joey’s medical info.” Max shrugged then quickly added, “I was there but I didn’t do it!”

“I see.” Jane had the look of a furious woman doing her best to hide just how mad she was, “Finish changing your sister. We have some more things to buy.”

Max and Megan looked at each other and wondered if they were going to get into more trouble. Suddenly the messy diaper seemed like the least of their problems as Max slipped the new diaper underneath his sister.

Elfy · October 20, 2022

Joey knows Fiona has been trying to get in contact with him but for what reason is a mystery. Does he brave meeting up with his crush now that she knows about his diapers? Could she possibly still want anything to do with him?

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Joey

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Joey was sat on the couch and looking at his phone. It had been a couple of days since Joey had checked his phone to see the missed texts and calls but he still hadn’t made a decision to do anything. Now it was lunchtime and he was supposed to be watching a series on television with Mandy but he hadn’t looked up from his phone’s screen since the show began fifteen minutes ago.

“You’ll make your eyes go funny staring at that thing all day.” Mandy said with a sly smile.

“Sorry…” Joey put the phone down next to him on the couch though he found it still taking his attention much more than the show, he’d already missed a lot of the plot.

“Why don’t you just call her?” Mandy asked when she saw her brother still preoccupied with the phone.

After finding all the missed calls and texts Joey had told his sister about Fiona’s messages. In the excitement of seeing her attempted contact he had told Mandy before thinking about what it meant. When he told his sister he hadn’t sent anything back she said he should. He had been obsessing about it ever since.

“It’s not that easy.” Joey said as he let his head roll back so he could stare up at the ceiling.

“You’re going to be thinking about it until you do it.” Mandy replied, “And if you wait too long she might move on. You don’t want to miss your chance.”

“Geez, no pressure then.” Joey muttered.

“I’m just saying…” Mandy shrugged and sipped her drink.

Joey understood the point Mandy was making. He had spent a majority of time looking at his phone in the last few days, he had seventeen draft messages that he had started and never finished. Mandy hadn’t sent anymore texts or tried to call him. Maybe she had already forgotten about him and moved on with her life.

“What the hell would I even say?” Joey asked as he picked up the phone again, “Hello Fiona, yes I’m the loser who needs diapers and was humiliated in front of everyone, may I help you with something?”

“Probably not that.” Mandy replied, “And you’re not a loser. Your disability doesn’t make you any less of a person.”

“Fine, I’m not a loser.” Joey turned to face her sister, “But everyone still thinks I am one. What if the only reason she wants to talk to me is to make fun of me? What if she wants to laugh at me? What if-”

“What if she wants to be your friend?” Mandy interrupted, “What if she wants to be more than friends? You can’t spend your life asking “what if?” Tell me, what is Fiona like?”

“She’s nice.” Joey said with a sigh, “We haven’t talked much but she is funny and pretty. She talks to me even when most don’t, not as a friend but just because she is so nice…”

“It doesn’t sound like she would be trying to get in contact to make fun of you.” Mandy said softly. After a short pause she continued, “Here’s a “what if?” for you… What if you don’t get in contact and then regret it for years afterwards?”

Joey closed his eyes as he let Mandy’s words soak in. It was true that he could regret it forever but he might also regret making the call. He was only now starting to get over the humiliation from the prom, he was very reluctant to re-open old scars. He sat silently for a few more minutes with his every thought about Fiona. If she was truly as nice as he had said then surely it wouldn’t be that bad to call her.

“Alright…” Joey finally said as he put his phone to his chest and took a deep breath, “I’m going to call her.”

“I’m proud of you.” Mandy’s smile made Joey blush a little. She was as supportive as any sister could be, “Good luck!”

Joey walked upstairs and went back to his room. He looked out of the window as the butterflies in his tummy took flight. He highlighted Mandy’s number and let his thumb hover over the screen. Eventually he had to count himself down and then force his finger to press call. He felt like he had been standing on top of a tall diving board and had now leapt off without knowing if the pool had any water in it.

The phone rang only once before Joey heard it being answered. He heard some fumbling noises and then a sudden bang that made him jump.

“Shit!” Fiona’s voice sounded anxious but distant. There were further noises that sounded like the phone being moved hurriedly, “Hello? Joey? Are you still there?”

“H-Hi…” Joey managed to squeeze out of a throat threatening to close up entirely.

“Oh my God! Joey, I’ve been worried about you!” Fiona’s voice sounded a lot more emotional than Joey was used to. It actually took him back a little bit, “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine.” Joey replied, “How ar-”

“Of course you’re not fine.” Fiona interrupted, “How could you be? I’m… I’m really sorry about what happened to you.”

Joey wasn’t sure what to say. The throat that felt constricted with anxiety now seemed to choke up on emotion. His immediate assumption that everyone who had seen his embarrassment would want to disown him was quickly falling apart. He felt his damp diaper growing wetter as he remained silent creating a silence that threatened to get awkward.

“I’m sorry you had to see it.” Joey let out a nervous little laugh which didn’t sound convincing even to himself.

“Nonsense.” Fiona said, “It wasn’t your fault.”

“I should’ve told you.” Joey replied before he could stop himself.

“Don’t be ridiculous.” It was Fiona’s turn to let out a quick laugh, “What? You’re expected to go around handing out cards to everyone you meet saying “Hello, I wear diapers?” It’s your business, no one else’s. What those twins did to you was just… Well, I just hope they get what’s coming to them.”

Joey didn’t quite know what to say. He hadn’t even realised it until Fiona put it into words but she was right, he had been walking around feeling guilty all the time because he wasn’t telling people about his diapers. There was a part of him that seemed to shrivel up in shame from Fiona even saying the word “diapers” which only served to emphasise the guilt he seemingly felt.

“Are you still there?” Fiona asked.

“Sorry.” Joey suddenly realised he’d been lost in thought and therefore completely silent, “I guess I just wasn’t expecting anyone to be on my side or want to know me after everything.”

“Joey…” Fiona’s voice seemed half-exasperated and half-pitying, “Can we talk?”

“Aren’t we doing that right now?” Joey asked with a frown.

“I meant in person, smartass.” Fiona’s voice sounded light. She was joking.

“In p-person?” Joey repeated.

“Yeah, how about that park near your place in an hour?” Fiona suggested.

Joey suddenly felt less sure about how this call was going. He had thought Fiona was on his side, was sympathetic to him but now he felt nervous. What if she was just lulling him into a false sense of security? What if they just wanted to humiliate him again? She did go to the prom with Max after all, sure she didn’t seem like she was having a good time but things could change. Was Joey paranoid or did he have good reason to be suspicious?

“Joey, I promise you, I just want to talk.” Fiona said softly, “You can trust me.”

“Alright.” Joey finally said. He shook his head as he spoke, he couldn’t help but feel he was making a huge mistake.

“Excellent!” Fiona’s smile seemed to be audible, “I’ll see you in an hour.”

“Bye…” Joey said nervously.

The call ended and Joey let out a long breath. He hadn’t realised he had been holding his breath but now it seemed like he had been doing it throughout the whole call. He hadn’t left the house since getting home from the prom and if he was honest the thought of going out made him nervous. What was he supposed to wear? This wasn’t a date… or was it?

Joey clasped his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. He felt his anxiety spiking to dangerous levels. He was tempted to pick up the phone and immediately cancel the meeting, he wanted to climb underneath his covers and hide from the world. He must’ve stood there lost in thoughts for at least ten minutes. He had to go, despite his fears he had to leave the house and see Fiona. He couldn’t stay at home forever after all. Joey walked out on to the landing and leaned over the edge of the bannister.

“Mandy!” Joey yelled downstairs. He waited for his sister’s head to appear at the bottom of the stairs, “Could you change me? I’m… I’m meeting a friend.”

Joey retreated to his bedroom with a red face as he heard Mandy excitedly praising him and climbing the stairs. She came in looking like she was more excited than Joey was. The young man pulled his pants down and laid back on the bed for the usual process. He tried to ignore Mandy’s overenthusiastic compliments as well as his own growing sense that he had made some kind of horrible mistake.

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It was a hot day and by the time Joey got to the park his diaper felt like it had already absorbed a lot of sweat. He was pretty sure he hadn’t wet himself and yet the diaper had definitely expanded somewhat. The plastic rubbed against his thighs as he made his way down the gravel path.

There was a large pond in the middle of the park and it was towards this that Joey wandered. He could see a lot of ducks lazily drifting across the surface, towards the edges there were some clumps of ducks juking it out for bits of bread thrown by children and helped by their parents. Over in the far corner was a large metal climbing frame surrounded by a sandpit, it was very busy thanks to it being the weekend and such a lovely day.

Under a shaded pavilion next to the pond there were a bunch of wooden benches. Joey tried to avoid the children running around as he walked to a seat at the back where, thankfully, there was some empty benches. He checked his watch, he was five minutes early. The nerves kicked in again, he felt paranoid that someone from his class was going to see him. He wondered if Fiona was coming at all or if this was just some horrible set-up.

Joey’s foot shook and this time he was sure he wet himself. A tiny stream of urine soaking into the diaper and warming it up just like the sun was warming the rest of him. Unlike seemingly everyone else Joey was wearing pants and a long shirt, he was taking no chances that someone might get a sneak peek at his underwear. It only made him feel even warmer.

“Joey!” Fiona’s voice made Joey jump so much he almost fell to the tarmac floor.

Before Joey could even look around Fiona had bounced around to sit opposite to him on the bench. Joey saw she was wearing a light summer dress and an opal coloured necklace with matching earrings.

“I’m so happy you came.” Fiona said with a huge smile, “I didn’t think you would.”

Joey was feeling awkward and didn’t know how to respond. He just kind of shrugged and looked down at the table, he was still suspecting some sort of trap. After a few seconds he gave an awkward sort of shrug that even he wasn’t sure the meaning of. His crush on Fiona made him look past the fact that he didn’t know if she was in on what had happened at the prom.

“How are you?” Fiona asked after giving up on Joey responding, “I’ve been really worried.”

“Oh, you know…” Joey shrugged again. He ventured a look up from the bench. He saw genuine emotion on Fiona’s face. He didn’t think she could be as cruel as to be involved in the twins’ scheme.

“Yeah…” Fiona audibly sighed, “I could kill those two for what they did to you…”

Joey shrugged once again and the conversation stopped briefly. Neither of them seemed totally prepared for the conversation they were having. The meeting was more awkward than Joey had expected, Fiona usually made conversation flow with anyone but she seemed distracted or anxious. She was acting just like Joey usually did.

“Fortunately I already finished my exams so I don’t have to go back.” Joey said.

“Well, that’s good at least.” Fiona replied, “I’ve still got some more.”

“My sister always said the exams were like a pole vault.” Joey looked up from the table for the first time since Fiona sat down.

“Pole vault?” Fiona looked confused.

“Yeah, you know, the sport where you run down the track with a long pole and then use it to spring up over a bar.” Joey clarified. Fiona chuckled and Joey smiled as he continued, “You do all the running during the semester, you do all that studying and cramming as you go into the air. That’s where all the work is. The bar is the exam and once you are over it you get the fun part. Falling on to the padding on the other side… I guess that’s supposed to be the summer holidays.”

“That’s a rather tortured metaphor.” Fiona laughed but it wasn’t the harsh laughter that Joey heard on the night of the prom, this laughter sounded like angel song.

“Yeah, well, Mandy is a nurse, not a poet.” Joey grinned. It felt impossible but Joey was actually relaxing a little bit.

Fiona laughed again and leaned forwards. Her dress opened out just a tiny amount offering a tantalising view of the top of Fiona’s breasts. Joey’s eyes were drawn to the view before he quickly looked away blushing. It was hard to tell if Fiona was doing it on purpose or not.

After a few minutes Joey became fairly certain that there was no secret plot to humiliate him. There were no people in bushes ready to jump out and, in fact, there was no one here that he recognised at all. It seemed like the gamble to meet with Fiona had been a good one.

The conversation became more relaxed after that. Fiona was fortunately a very good conversationalist which made up for Joey’s timidity. They talked about anything that wasn’t the prom and yet Joey could tell that there was something else on Fiona’s mind, every lull in the conversation seemed to leave Fiona looking nervous. Eventually Fiona’s obvious discomfort made Joey chuckle and shake his head.

“What?” Fiona asked with a frown.

“Sorry, it’s just I’m usually the one feeling as nervous as you’re looking.” Joey answered with a smile, “There’s something you’re not saying.”

“There is…” Fiona nervously played with some of her hair, “I’m just not sure how to say it.”

Joey fell quiet. His heart hammered a little harder as he wondered what Fiona could possibly want to say that was so difficult. As she looked down at the bench Joey looked over her shoulder. He didn’t know how long they had been there but it must’ve been at least an hour. There was a chill in the air now and the shadows had lengthened slightly.

“It’s about your diapers.” Fiona finally said.

Joey hadn’t been expecting this and he audibly gasped. His attention returned to Fiona who was still looking at the table. The only difference was that she now seemed to be blushing. Joey shook his head. He should’ve known, all this conversation was just to get him to talk about his diapers, Fiona was probably recording it all or something.

“I should’ve known…” Joey had a wry smile on his head.

“Huh?” Fiona looked up, “If you don’t wa-”

“Forget it.” Joey angrily said as he stood up, “The sooner I leave this town the better.”

Joey started storming away from the benches and towards home. He didn’t know what Fiona’s game was but he wanted no part of it. He should’ve known better than to trust someone else, he had unfortunately been ruled by his lust rather than his rational brain. No woman would ever find him desirable or want to be his friend, especially when they knew his shameful secret.

“Joey! Wait!” Fiona called out from behind him.

“You can just tell your friends I made a fool of myself.” Joey yelled in reply without turning around.

“That’s not why I came here!” Fiona caught up with Joey.

Joey huffed and puffed as he looked anywhere except at Fiona. He could hear she was out of breath and she took a few seconds before speaking. In the meantime Joey crossed his arms over his chest.

“I’m not here to make fun of you or laugh at you or… God, it’s just the opposite!” Fiona sounded exasperated though not with Joey.

“I don’t get what you mean.” Joey said, “Why did you ask me to come here?”

“Because…” Fiona bit her lip. Joey could see she was struggling with something but he didn’t have the patience to find out what. Maybe she was just stalling him for her friends to come humiliate him or something.

Joey shook his head and grunted in annoyance. He didn’t knock into Fiona but he did brush past her as he started stomping his way up the gravel path towards the street. He felt a tug on his arm, a dainty grip that slipped down his sleeve until it took hold of his hand. Joey frowned and turned to face Fiona who looked on the verge of tears.

“I like you.” Fiona finally said. All of a sudden she couldn’t look at Joey, “And I like diapers… a lot.”

Joey stared at Fiona. He knew what he had heard but his brain couldn’t process it. Surely he had misheard or something, there was just no way Fiona had really said that. It was like he had shut down, he just couldn’t formulate a response. If Fiona didn’t say or do something Joey felt like he might be there forever, a statue forever trying to process a single piece of information.

“Please say something.” Fiona muttered after several seconds. Joey suddenly became cognizant of the fact that he had been staring at her. He shook his head as his mouth moved without words coming out.

“What?” Was the only response Joey could make despite how long it took to make it happen.

“I like you.” Fiona said again. She shyly fiddled with her fingers, “I’ve liked you for a while and I want to go on a date with you.”

“No, no, no…” Joey could feel his heartbeat racing. He knew that in any other situation the words Fiona just said would be the most important in his life but now there was something more pressing, “That other thing you said.”

“C-Could we sit down?” Fiona asked. Her cheeks were going red.

Joey had been so sure that he was going home and yet now he was following Fiona back over to the benches. As he felt his diaper rub against his thighs he replayed what Fiona had said in his head several times. “I like diapers… I like diapers… I like diapers…” It just didn’t make sense to Joey, he couldn’t believe there was anything to actually like about them. It was only as he sat back down at the picnic bench that it sunk in that Fiona, his crush, had said she liked him!

“This is so embarrassing.” Fiona smiled weakly as she waited for Joey to seat himself.

“I’m sorry.” Joey said slowly, “I’m just having trouble understanding. I think I’m in shock.”

“I’ll start at the beginning…” Fiona took a deep breath, “Though I don’t understand all of it myself.”

Joey started listening to Fiona’s tale. She had a fascination with diapers that went back to her childhood. She used to take her little sister’s diapers whenever she could even though they didn’t fit her. She had kept it all hidden until she started poking around the internet and found a whole community of others who loved doing the same things.

Joey was blown away. The fact there were people who actually enjoyed wearing diapers was difficult to accept when he himself had spent most of his time hating them. He saw Fiona going redder in the face with every passing sentence but the way she spoke gave Joey the impression that she had been wanting to get some of this off her chest for years.

“… and then the prom happened.” Fiona sighed, “I wanted to be there with you. I had no interest in that brute, Max. I had no idea you were wearing a diaper but…”

“This is just a lot to take in.” Joey finally spoke. His brain had been frozen for a long time but now it seemed to be speeding through all his thoughts at a million miles per hour to catch back up.

“I understand.” Fiona said with a small smile, “I guess what I’m really asking is: Will you go on a date with me?”

Elfy · October 27, 2022

Megan has had more than enough of this humiliating punishment but unfortunately her mother isn't finished with her. Another trip out of the house is planned but this time to a more discreet location for a confrontation that may have an unexpected outcome...

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Max and Megan

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“You can’t make me!” Megan screamed at her mother.

“Just sit down so I can put your shoes on.” Jane replied as patiently as she could manage whilst rubbing her temples.

“No!” Megan stomped her foot causing her braided pigtails to bounce, “This has gone too far! After what happened at the mall… I’ve learnt my lesson, OK!?”

Max was sat on the couch. His Velcro shoes with light-up bottoms were already on his feet and he was as ready to go as he ever would be. It wasn’t that he was looking forward to leaving the house again at all but he knew his mother wasn’t going to change her mind about this and all he could do was go along with it.

“Would you just sit down so I ca-” Jane started.

“This punishment is over!” Megan declared as she moved her arms across her chest, “We are done.”

Megan turned to storm out of the room but found her wrist trapped in the grip of her mother. She was roughly pulled back over to her mom, the flash of her face let Megan know she was angry though that was nothing new recently. Megan just couldn’t help herself, every day she woke up with this punishment hanging over her and every day she had to be reminded just how powerless she was before going along with everything. Megan’s thighs, forced apart by the diaper that had been changed so recently, stumbled backwards and over her mother’s lap.

“Stop!” Megan kicked out her legs and beat her arms against the couch. Knowing where this was going her tone suddenly and dramatically changed, “I’ll be good!”

“It’s too late for that, Missy.” Jane said as her grip on Megan’s back prevented the female twin from getting up.

Megan felt her dress getting flipped up to show the disposable diaper underneath. Her tantrum had started when she had been forced to put on the blue denim dress with fluffy puppy faces embroidered on the bottom. It felt so much worse than the dark blue t-shirt with similar puppy faces and shorts that Max had to wear.

“Wet already?” Jane noted sardonically as she felt the plastic padding.

Megan’s eyes widened in shock. She said nothing but immediately tried to think back to when she had wet herself. Had she done it and forgotten? She had only been changed recently but now that her mother had mentioned it Megan could feel a small but noticeably warm patch in her underwear. Had she got a little too excited in her tantrum and leaked a little? It seemed the only explanation no matter how embarrassing it was.

“Must. We. Go. Through. This. Every. Morning?” Each of Jane’s words was punctuated with another spank on Megan’s padded rear.

Megan winced and jerked forwards with each smack. The diaper meant that the pain was minimal but as each hit produced a loud echoing crinkle sound the embarrassment of being spanked was almost worse than the physical side. It didn’t take long until Megan’s waterworks started and she had tears streaming down her red face.

Ever since Megan had publicly humiliated herself at the store she seemed to end up in tears very easily. Like a baby forced to do something she didn’t want she would burst into tears at the drop of a hat. She felt utterly powerless as her mother’s hand continually made contact with her diaper.

When the spanking was finally over Megan was allowed to get up. Her hands went straight under her dress to gingerly rub the area that had suffered the abuse. She was cowed as she hung her head low and sniffed back the tears and snot that leaked from her face. She couldn’t look at her brother who she assumed had enjoyed the show of her being humiliated.

“Are you going to be a good girl now? Are you going to listen to Mommy?” Jane asked as she took both of Megan’s hands in her own.

Megan nodded her head as she sniffed again. She felt just like the baby she was treated as, a little toddler who needed their mother to stop them from having a tantrum. She knew it always ended the same way when she acted up and yet she couldn’t seem to stop herself, to just give in and accept everything would feel like defeat.

“Right then, no need to delay things any further.” Jane said as she stood up and let Megan sit down, “Let’s finish getting ready and go.”

Megan lifted one foot and then the other as she meekly allowed her mother to slip her trainers on to her feet. The Velcro was pulled tight and fastened. Where their mother was getting all this baby stuff in the twin’s sizes was a mystery to both Megan and Max. Whenever they asked the answer was always just: “The internet.”

Max watched his sister’s shoes going on anxiously. Watching Megan’s display had brought him little enjoyment when they were about to leave the house again. He could only imagine where they might be going now, his mind whirled with all the possibilities each of which more humiliating than the last.

“Come on.” Jane waved her children towards the front door.

Jane opened the door and the twins both immediately groaned. In retrospect, with how things had been going, maybe they should’ve seen it coming. The twins’ parents were sparing no expense in this punishment and sat just outside the front door was a big twin stroller, the two seats were next to each other with straps hanging off the sides. The dark blue material of the seat was sagging and waiting for two big babies.

“Sit down.” Jane ordered as she walked out and placed the diaper bag she had bought the twins on the tray underneath the seats.

Megan was still sniffling. She looked at the seats with disgust but when she saw the way her mother was looking at her she shivered. She took a couple of crinkling steps forward and then gingerly sat down. Her recently spanked bottom stung slightly as she sank down into the seat, she tried not to look at her mother as she crouched down and fastened the straps. When they were pulled tight Megan could feel her crinkly underwear being forced up and closer to her body.

Max sat down in the seat next to Megan. With the two of them sat side-by-side like this there was little room between them. His restraints were also fastened.

“W-Where are we going?” Max asked nervously.

“You’ll see soon enough.” Jane replied as she stood up and walked around to the back of the stroller, “And you’ve just reminded me…”

Megan heard her mother crouch down and rummage through the bag beneath her and her brother’s seats. She then walked around to the front of the pushchair and crouched down. Megan saw two pacifiers, one blue and the other pink, being held up and towards her face. She reluctantly opened her mouth and let it slip in, she saw Max do the same.

“Those better stay in.” Jane warned, “Unless you want a spanking wherever we happen to be.”

The threat rang in the twins’ ears and they had no reasons to think their mom wasn’t telling the truth. Jane seemed to have no compunction about embarrassing them so neither dared test her. They took the latex bulbs on their tongues and felt the plastic mouth guard against their lips. When Jane saw her twins were being compliant she returned to the strollers handles behind the two seats.

It was a strange sensation as the stroller turned in the gravel and was pushed to the very short well-kept grass to the side of the driveway. Megan bowed her head shamefully as she saw some of the family’s gardeners looking their way. These were the same employees of her parents that she liked to taunt for their menial jobs.

It was a hot day and the strollers provided very little shade as they turned out of their property and on to the street beyond. Both twins were trying to hide their faces but there was only so much they could do in their situation. At least there didn’t seem to be too many people around to stare at them.

Megan was the first of the two to realise where they were headed about fifteen minutes later. She had only come down these particular streets a few times but she knew where they led. Sure enough the stroller was pushed around a corner on to a leafy side street that confirmed Megan’s suspicions. It was when she felt a prod in her arm from Max.

“Dad workth there!” Max lisped around the pacifier.

Megan rolled her eyes. She should’ve known it would take her dim brother this long to work out what was happening. As if her body wanted to humble her she felt a pressure on her bladder that she gave in to. She tried not to make it obvious as she flooded her disposable with her hot pee.

The stroller was rolled up to the entrance of the building and the doors slid open. Megan tried to hide her face as they approached the reception desk opposite the door. The waiting room was full of people, many of them looked up to see the peculiar sight.

“I’m here to see my husband.” Jane said impatiently to the middle-aged woman behind the counter.

“Mrs. Andrews, it’s nice to see you.” The woman looked nervously around, “I’m afraid he’s with a patient at the moment if you’d like to sit down and wa-”

“Pick up your phone and tell him he is done with his patient.” Jane interrupted, “I’m going down there to see him.”

“I… Yes, ma’am.” The receptionist said as she picked up the phone.

In spite of her horrible position Megan could actually appreciate the way her mother walked in and demanded satisfaction. She didn’t accept no for an answer, it was those traits that she looked up to. Her admiration was short-lived though as she was turned to face the shocked faces of the waiting room.

As the stroller was wheeled past the rows of seats and down the corridor Megan could hear the people whispering. She knew that these people, most of them elderly, would soon tell their friends. The gossip in the town was going to turn it’s gaze in the twins’ direction. So much for keeping this punishment secret.

The corridor was lined on both sides with doors to doctor’s offices and nurses’ rooms. Most of the doors were thankfully closed. Max looked at the names on the doors, he had been here a number of times, mostly when he had his own appointments but for the most part he had no real reason to go there.

As the stroller was pushed down the corridor a door at the end opened up. A rather annoyed looking young man stepped out. As he adjusted his shirt and turned to look up the corridor his face changed from anger to shock. Max was starting to get used to these expressions. The stroller came to a halt in front of the man and next to the open door.

“I’m really very sorry. Apparently there is an emergency… that I… Oh.” Anthony, the twins’ father, had stepped out of his office. He had been talking to his patient until he saw his family right outside his door.

Anthony was wearing the white coat he always wore. He had ideas above his station, he was a GP and a suit would’ve sufficed. With the white coat and a stethoscope around his neck he made sure anyone who saw him knew he was a doctor.

“Anthony.” Jane said rather curtly in way of a welcome.

The stroller was pushed forwards and into the office. The room was like a million other doctor’s surgeries around the world. There was a long table that forcibly reminded Megan of the changing table at home, there was a privacy screen around it that was currently open. There were some shelves filled with medical literature and documentation and in the corner was a desk with a computer sat on top of it.

The stroller was wheeled into the centre of the room before the break was finally applied. Jane walked round to the seat next to the desk and sat down. She put one leg over the other and rapped her fingers on the desk impatiently.

“Erm, well, if you speak to the receptionist she can arrange a new appointment…” Anthony said to the patient who was being forcibly evicted.

Anthony stepped back into the office and closed the door behind him. He looked angry but also a little fearful. The twins looked at each other, both of them were used to this expression, it was the face they usually saw when bullying some hapless kid. The look of anger that this was happening mixed with the fear of what else might occur.

“Jane, to what do I owe the pleasure?” Anthony walked past the stroller. His eyes never left his progeny until he sat down at his desk.

“You really messed up.” Jane replied. Her voice was as stony as her face.

“I’m sorry?” Anthony was frowning. It was obvious he didn’t know what he was apologising for.

“I thought I’d bring the babies to see you.” Jane continued, “Since their current predicament is due in large part to you and the records on that thing.”

Jane reached across the desk and hit the side of the computer sending it teetering dangerously. Anthony leapt to his feet to quickly steady it before it fell off the table. He only sat down when he was sure Jane was going to hit it again.

“Careful!” Anthony exclaimed, “This isn’t cheap!”

“You have no right to tell anyone to be careful!” Jane yelled back.

“I don’t know what’s going on.” Anthony shook his head, “What am I supposed to have done?”

Megan and Max were trapped in the stroller having to watch their parents argue. It was awkward but at least for once it wasn’t them making the scene. Megan’s hands were up to her mouth and she was fidgeting with the ring on the outside of the pacifier. Max was clutching the edge of the stroller so hard his knuckles were white.

“What are you supposed to have done?” Jane repeated with a wry smile and a shake of the head, “I take it this place takes patient data seriously? A need to be confidential and private?”

“Yes?” Anthony replied. The second letter of the word stretching out.

“So they would probably frown on you taking work home with you, would that be right?” Jane eyebrows were raised dangerously high. If they went any further they would disappear into her hairline.

“My work? I don’t…” Anthony stopped as he looked at his computer and then back to his wife. Things seemed to click in his brain, “No, no, no… You mean?”

“Yes, dear. In all their wisdom our son and daughter decided to use YOUR computer to find the medical records on one of YOUR patients.” Jane got louder with every word, “Do you realise how stupid you are? Thanks to your damn carelessness these two nearly got expelled. They would have lost their places at the prestigious college I’ve had to pull strings to get them in. Lord knows they haven’t done it on merit.”

It was like a hurricane was blowing through the office. The twins were just glad that, for once, the storm was heading in the other direction. Megan wondered if the blame could get shifted on to their father to such an extent that they could be freed of the punishment.

“Not only that…” Jane continued. She stood up now, “If anyone found out you were so lax with this information you would get fired, maybe even struck off the medical register!”

“Jane, I…” Anthony tried to stem the flow but he knew as much as anyone that when Jane started she wouldn’t stop until she was finished.

In all the tumult and drama inside the room no one heard the door creaking open a little.

“Then I would be the wife of the dimwit who apparently doesn’t understand what confidentiality means.” Jane leaned over the desk. Her hands were balled into fists as she leaned on them, “How do you think that would look with all the customer and supplier data I handle? I could kiss goodbye to that promotion I’ve spent the last year working on. I’d be lucky if they didn’t bump me down a few levels!”

The sound of someone clearing their throat in the silence that followed the end of the outburst drew everyone’s attention. When the twins saw who it was their mouths fell open as one.

“You don’t want this getting out, eh?” Mandy said as she stepped into the room and closed the door behind her. She smirked maliciously at the twins, “Then we should have a little chat…”

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Guilend · October 27, 2022

I hope she gives the mother a good bare bottom spanking in front of her kids and husband and makes the wife start wearing and using diapers lol

Elfy · November 3, 2022

To Joey's utter shock he has been asked out on a date by his crush. The problem is he has zero experience with the other gender and some of the stuff Fiona said to him is giving him doubts.

Joey goes to the only woman he feels close to for advice.

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Joey

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“Do you have a minute?” Joey poked his head round the living room door and looked at Mandy who was sitting on the couch with her feet up and reading a magazine.

“For you I have lots of minutes.” Mandy said with a smile, “What’s up?”

Joey walked into the room and sat on the couch next to his sister. It was dark outside, they’d had dinner a couple of hours ago and much as he’d wanted to Joey just couldn’t bring himself to start the conversation he wanted to have. He could see that Mandy was in a very good mood and he wondered what must have happened at work to cause it. She’d even brought home pizza for dinner which was a very tasty surprise.

“I don’t really know how to talk about this.” Joey admitted.

“Start at the beginning.” Mandy advised as she sat up and took a sip of her coffee.

“I’m… I’m going on a date…” Joey blushed even as he spoke. He never thought he would have to have a conversation like this.

“Oh my God! I’m so happy for you!” Mandy suddenly scooted forwards and wrapped her arms tightly around Joey.

Joey could only allow himself to be squeezed as he smiled in embarrassment. He listened as Mandy rained praise down upon him, he knew it was coming from a good place but it was still difficult to listen to, he had never been very good at accepting praise. It was difficult to hear good things about yourself when you had such low self-confidence.

“Anyway…” Joey said as he was finally able to prise his big sister off of him, “I need some advice.”

“Have you got something to wear? Where are you taking her? Are they a her? When is it? Do they know about your diapers?” Mandy fired the questions at Joey like a machine gun.

“It’s with Fiona.” Joey finally said when he was able to interject, “I was thinking of taking her out for a meal or something, I don’t know. Oh, I’m going to need to borrow some money by the way.”

Mandy laughed. It was clear she was going to give the money to Joey, she seemed too happy about this development to let it pass by. Joey wondered whether Mandy had doubted that he would ever get this far with someone. He wouldn’t have blamed her, even before his public humiliation he was like a leper to the females. It wasn’t that he was bad looking, he just had no confidence.

“Well, since you asked so nicely how could I say no?” Mandy giggled.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to be so blunt.” Joey shyly said.

“It’s fine. Come on, dish the gossip, how did this come about?” Mandy turned sideways and leaned forwards. It reminded Joey of when one of Mandy’s girlfriends came round with fresh news and rumour to spread.

Joey started relaying the story to Mandy. He told her about his crush on Fiona throughout school, he told her about the messages and the meeting. There was one thing he didn’t mention because he wasn’t sure how to bring it up. When he finally stopped talking he looked down and tapped his fingers together, he wanted to talk about the bombshell in the conversation but it felt like the conversation would be just so awkward.

“I can tell there’s more you want to say.” Mandy gently prodded, “Are you worried about the diapers? Sweetie, she would have seen them already…”

“It isn’t that… Well, it is but it isn’t…” Joey mumbled vaguely as his cheeks blazed red again. He sighed when he realised how little sense he was making.

“You know you can tell me anything.” Mandy smiled and reached out to rub Joey’s back soothingly. With her other hand she lifted her mug to her mouth.

“Do you know anything about adult babies or diaper lovers?” Joey asked quickly. He made it seem like if he didn’t get the words out fast enough they might somehow be stolen or blown away on the wind.

Mandy almost choked on her drink. Her eyes went wide and she sat up suddenly, she was coughing and her drink was splashing everywhere. Joey looked on in slight alarm as his sister grabbed a paper towel from the table and dabbed it at her mouth. She was a little pink in the cheeks.

“Sorry…” Mandy coughed again and took a sip of her drink, “I wasn’t expecting that.”

“You know what it is then?” Joey asked.

“I… I do.” Mandy replied slowly.

Joey looked at her. The unspoken question of how she knew about it must’ve been etched on his face as Mandy looked down at the table appearing to be deep in though. Joey remained quiet and waited.

“When I started having to take care of you I didn’t have a clue what I was doing.” Mandy started, “I still don’t, to be fair.”

“You’ve done a great job.” Joey smiled encouragingly.

“Thank you.” Mandy returned the smile, “The first time I had to replenish your diaper supplies I looked around online. I saw a lot of things you would expect about incontinence and medical supplies but as I kept scrolling I started seeing very… different search results.”

Joey wasn’t sure where this was going but as he watched his sister she frowned and then looked up at him.

“Hold on… How have you never found this out yourself?” Mandy asked incredulously.

“Well I still don’t know what it is…” Joey replied patiently.

“I just thought…” Mandy trailed off, “Anyway, it turns out there are a group of people that like to wear diapers as a choice. Some who even like to pretend they are babies.”

Joey’s eyebrows were raised so high they threatened to disappear into his hairline. He wasn’t sure he could understand that. Diapers were a burden, a constant source of stress and anxiety, why would anyone want to wear them? He was left very confused as an awkward silence fell around the table.

“Is… Is it a…” Joey stuttered to a stop.

“A sexual thing?” Mandy finished Joey’s sentence like she could read his mind, “For some it seems to be. Others just like how they feel. They have quite a presence online, it’s why I’m surprised you haven’t stumbled across them before.”

“I tend to avoid thinking about diapers as much as I possibly can.” Joey mumbled quietly.

“Right, yeah, of course.” Mandy sighed and lifted her mug again, “Sorry. Why do you ask?”

“Fiona says she likes that stuff.” Joey replied.

For the second time in just a few minutes Mandy was spitting out her drink and coughing again. It took her around half a minute to regain her composure.

“You’re going to kill me if you keep doing that!” Mandy said as she reached for another paper towel.

“Sorry!” Joey replied with wide eyes, “I didn’t mean to!”

“It’s fine.” Mandy said as she sat back down. This time she pointedly pushed her drink away from her.

“What do you think I should do?” Joey asked.

“Well, how do you feel about it?” Mandy answered her brother’s question with another.

“I don’t know. I mean, I’m open minded but something feels a bit weird about it, you know?” Joey looked down at the table.

“You want Fiona to like you for you and not for the underwear you wear.” Mandy nodded, “I get it. You know this girl better than me, do you think she’s only into it because of some fetish?”

Joey wondered that himself. He had been crushing on Fiona for a long time and although she never gave him much attention in return she was always nice when they talked together, that was already better than he got from most of the other students. Fiona had definitely been hinting that she would’ve gone to the prom with him and even at the prom she had clearly wished they had gone together. Despite all that she only went so far as to ask him out when she found out he wore diapers…

“I don’t know.” Joey sighed and shrugged.

“You need to figure that out.” Mandy said as she pat Joey on the back.

Joey stood up and sighed again as he looked towards the living room door. He left the room and slowly trudged upstairs and to his bedroom. He flopped down on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. It would be more than a little awkward to go on a date with someone who was only interested in him as an object rather than a person and yet he really couldn’t be sure that was the only thing Fiona was interested in.

Fiona was beautiful and he spent years going through high school thinking he would gladly lose a limb to be with her. It felt like some sort of bizarre upside down world where he was now given the opportunity to go on a date with her and he was even considering turning her down. In the park he had been non-committal, Fiona had asked him out and after he had recovered from the shock he had mumbled that he needed to think about it and practically ran home.

As his mind worked through the problem he felt a rush of warmth going into his diaper. He didn’t let it distract him from his problem even if the tickling feeling around his balls as the urine ran around the padding made him shift awkwardly. He must’ve laid there for hours just staring and running over the same questions in his head, he sort of zoned out and when he heard his sister calling him downstairs he suddenly noticed how much darker the room was. With a start he realised he had barely moved in hours.

Joey sat up and as he did so he felt the squelchy padding of his diaper shift underneath him. He cringed as he realised he was soaked, he hadn’t noticed any more accidents. He was more distracted than he thought but he had come to a decision. He picked up his phone and swiped across the screen a few times to bring up Fiona’s contact information.

“I’d love to go on a date with you.” Joey typed in. He pressed send before he had a chance to back out cowardly and put the phone down.

With the text message sent Joey stood up and felt the heavy padding sag between his legs. There was no doubt he was desperately overdue for another change. Before he had a chance to get Mandy to come up and change him his phone rang. Joey swiped the message open and saw that it was from Fiona. There were no words, only an emoji with a wide, toothy smile.

Elfy · November 10, 2022

Max and Megan's punishment continues and unfortunately for them they have a huge hurdle to overcome. Despite technically already graduating the twins have one more exam to take. That means having to go back to school and facing their classmates...

And no. Their mother isn't planning to let them be "big" for the day.

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Max and Megan

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Life was strange. Megan’s leg was twitching rapidly as she sat in one of the huge car seats. She couldn’t believe after everything that her brother and herself were having to go back to a do a final day at school. Thanks to a scheduling quirk both the twins had a final exam to sit. Megan was dreading it but as she looked across at Max in the other car seat she could tell he was even more afraid.

Both twins were dressed very differently to how they usually went to school. Megan’s hair was in pigtails with little pink bows on the end. She was in a dress with two shoulder straps, the bottom didn’t go far enough past the bottom of her diaper. She had frilly pink socks on and a pair of Mary Jane’s. She knew she looked weird but she had never been particularly interested in having friends at school so whilst this would no doubt be very embarrassing she would just have to get through it. Megan knew it was worse for Max.

Max was practically trembling in his car seat. His bulky diaper was barely constrained beneath a pair of small white shorts. The material was pulled so thin you could see the diaper through it. His shirt was a baby blue with bold red lettering. It had almost reduced him to tears when he read it. “Mommy’s Good Little Boy” was a far cry from the reputation that Max had cultivated whilst at school.

“Mom, when the boys see me like this…” Max had been pleading ever since the pair of them had been dressed that morning.

“You should have thought of that before you embarrassed that young man.” Jane replied without turning around. It was Jane’s standard reply to any pleadings for mercy.

Megan looked out of the window. This wasn’t even the strangest thing to happen that day. Whilst the twins had been sat in their highchairs waiting for breakfast their father had come downstairs looking even more irritable than usual. It seemed like he was taking the day off since he didn’t have his suit on but even allowing for that he looked haggard.

“It’s good that you’ll be home.” Jane said as she fed each twin a spoonful of cereal in turn, “I’m expecting some deliveries today. We’re going to be needing a whole lot more diapers after all.”

“Jane, can we discuss…” Anthony started. Megan thought she could smell a hint of alcohol on her father’s breath which was unusual for that time of the day.

“There’s nothing to discuss if you want to keep your career.” Jane said simply.

“This is ludicrous!” Anthony growled as he sat back in his seat and looked grimly at his son and daughter.

“It is ludicrous isn’t it?” Jane fired back, “Ludicrous that all three of you have failed to behave in anything approaching an acceptable manner. Ludicrous that I’m going to have to be a single parent to three grown up babies. We’re lucky my work approved that vacation request.”

Megan had heard this discussion at her father’s office. Mandy had walked in and heard the admission that it was Anthony’s carelessness with patient data that had caused all this. She had then demanded some kind of “reparation” and it was clear what she meant. It hadn’t taken long for Mandy and Jane to grudgingly agree that Anthony would be joining the twins’ punishment. Anthony had of course complained loudly and for a long time but in the end there was nothing he could do. If news, or even rumours, about the truth had leaked out Anthony’s career and reputation would be in jeopardy.

“Can’t we just say we’re doing it and carry on as normal?” Anthony suggested.

“You work with the woman.” Jane spoke like she was running out of patience, “I think she’d notice if you weren’t wearing diapers like you promised. She spends a lot of her time with her brother, she can tell the difference between when someone is padded and not.”

“All this trouble because of one brat…” Anthony muttered as he folded his arms across his chest.

“The brats are the people around this table.” Jane replied easily, “Anyway, if I get back and you’ve not accepted any of the deliveries there’s going to be trouble.”

Max and Megan had been let out of their highchairs, changed and then put in the car where they found themselves a few minutes later heading towards the school. Megan could see other students now and felt very nervous. Next to her it seemed like Max was on the verge of tears. He was clearly not looking forwards to his old gang of friends seeing him like this.

When the car finally pulled up outside of the school gates Max was almost hyperventilating. Jane got out of the driver’s seat and unbuckled both the car seats. She stood back as the twins slowly and reluctantly climbed out of the car. They were already attracting attention. It was mortifying the way people were staring and whispering to each other.

“You’ve both got fresh changes in your bags.” Jane said loudly, “If you need your diapers changed go to the nurse.”

“Mommy…” Max hissed in humiliation.

“Oh, one more thing.” Jane reached into her handbag and pulled out a pair of pacifiers.

“No!” Megan’s eyes were wide as she looked at the pink plastic soother, “Isn’t everything else enough?”

“It isn’t a punishment unless everyone knows about it.” Jane replied.

Max and Megan could only look on helplessly as their mother stuck pacifiers in each of their mouths. She had “thoughtfully” attached ribbon to the pacifiers so they could wear them around their necks. She finally gave each twin a kiss on the cheek and got back in the car.

“Have a good day!” Jane called through the open window before pulling away from the curb.

Max felt very alone despite his sister standing right next to him. There were dozens of students staring at them, they were whispering, giggling and even taking pictures on their phones. As soon as the car had left sight he plucked the pacifier out of his mouth and tucked it underneath his shirt. It obviously didn’t make a little bit of difference when everything else about the pair of them just screamed “baby!”

“Let’s get inside.” Megan hissed, “Find somewhere to hide till the exam starts.”

Max ducked his head down and started hurrying forwards. He could hear and see the crowd of students either side of the twins. He was very conscious of the wide-legged waddle he was being forced into.

The exam the twins were due to sit soon was the last thing on their minds as they waddled forwards. The very students who used to fear them and cower away when they approached were now openly mocking them. They pointed and laughed, there were a few whistles and comments shouted. The tables had turned completely and all of a sudden the twins were no longer the alpha predators they had once been.

Max and Megan pushed through the entrance doors and along a corridor that went to a quieter part of the school. Max was just blindly following his sister and not daring to look up but realised there was a problem with their direction of travel.

“Megan…” Max hissed as they passed a group of first year girls who broke into a fit of giggles upon seeing them.

“What?” Megan hissed back impatiently.

“We can’t go this way!” Max said urgently.

Megan ignored Max who felt compelled to keep following her. He didn’t want to turn back and go to where the huge crowds of people were probably still laughing at them. He looked up from the floor just enough to see Megan’s backside, any thoughts that his padded rear might not be too noticeable were dashed when he saw how Megan’s butt ballooned out.

As the twins travelled down the halls Max could only hope they stayed relatively quiet. The exam hall wasn’t too far away and he supposed Megan was going to try and hide in a classroom nearby. It was a ridiculous scenario for the two alpha students to find themselves in.

“Well, if it isn’t our fearless leader…” A voice behind them cut through the background school noise. Max immediately stopped and cringed as if he had suddenly experienced brain freeze.

“Friends of yours?” Megan asked without turning around, “This one is perfect.”

Megan pushed the door open and carefully peered inside. The two pigtails on her head moved back and forth as she looked around the room and walked inside. After a couple of seconds she stuck her head back out to look at Max, her face was very red.

“Are you coming?” Megan asked.

“In a second.” Max muttered. He looked over his shoulder and saw several of his friends marching down the corridor, “Close the door.”

“But…” Megan started.

“Just do it.” Max whispered intensely. He had watery eyes but was doing everything he could to maintain his composure. He reached out and closed the door on his sister.

“Look at his clothes!”

“That must be a diaper underneath, right?”

“No way…”

Max could hear the people he used to lead talking about him. They must know he could her them, they just didn’t care.

With a deep breath Max turned around and looked up. Down the hallway but marching his way was his gang. Five eighteen-year-olds, all male and all as burly as Max himself. Even as they came down the corridor he saw one shove a younger student out the way, the poor boy fell to the floor with the books he was carrying spilling out everywhere.

“I heard rumours that you were in trouble after your stunt at the prom.” Max’s second-in-command, Trevor, said, “We all tried to get in contact but you weren’t answering your phone.”

Max was cringing. He let his head drop until his chin hit his chest. He couldn’t exactly hide what had happened to him, his shirt was loudly proclaiming exactly what he was. His friends didn’t seem all that surprised to see him like this even if they were barely containing their laughter.

“I tried your house phone and when your mom, sorry… when your mommy explained what was going on I had to see it with my own eyes.” Trevor was stepping right up to Max. Something he would never have done before all this.

“Look, you don’t understand…” Max mumbled.

“I understand you used to try and be the big man around here.” Trevor looked Max up and down with barely contained disgust.

Max grit his teeth. He could hear his friends, well, former friends laughing at him and calling him names. The world had turned upside down and now he was on the receiving end of what he usually gave out.

“Look at you. You’re pathetic!” Trevor shook his head. He walked around to Max’s side and shoved him against the wall.

Max hit the wall with a thump. He hoped Megan had the good sense to stay in the classroom. He didn’t want her to see him getting emasculated like this, not to mention the potential risk she might be putting herself in. Max had to fight every instinct to fight back, it would do him no good to get violent when he was outnumbered and he still had to think about his exam.

“Too scared to even fight back, eh?” Trevor taunted Max and shoved him again.

Max balled his hands up but again refused to do what every fibre of his being told him to do. He had to admit to feeling at least a little bad now that the shoe was on the other foot, he had never thought about what his actions did to other people but it was worse than he imagined.

“Look at this pussy. Imagine letting this happen to you.” Trevor turned to his friends as he pointed at Max, “What’s the matter? Need your widdle diapie changed?”

It was the powerlessness that hurt Max the most. He could only stand there looking at his feet and praying that the bullies would lose interest and walk away. For a split-second he thought about telling the boys that his diaper was clean and dry but he didn’t think that would do a lot to improve his situation.

“I didn’t ask for this…” Max muttered quietly.

“I bet you love it, you little pervert.” Trevor taunted loudly. His friends started laughing again. Apparently seeing Max being humiliated like this was the epitome of comedy to the people he used to consider friends.

“Are you done?” Max hissed through his teeth.

When Trevor just mockingly repeated what Max said the diapered young man turned around in an attempt to leave. He wasn’t even able to take a step before he felt a large hand on his shoulder. It pulled him roughly and he twisted around with his back hitting the wall heavily. He immediately felt the air leaving his body. He heard the door to the classroom Megan was in opening slightly and he reached out to make sure it stayed closed. Max didn’t need his sister getting involved.

Before Max had the opportunity to ready himself and with one arm outstretched leaving his body exposed he felt a sudden punch to his belly. He immediately let out a grunt of pain as he doubled over and gasped. He dropped to his knees as Trevor sneered down at him.

“I can’t believe we wasted our time with you.” Trevor spat out, “Come on, let’s leave before this baby goes running for his mommy.”

Trevor lifted his leg and put the bottom of his foot against the side of Max’s ear. He forcefully pushed causing Max to drop on to the floor. The gang turned and walked away. Max was left looking up at the group as they laughed and shouted rude phrases back towards him. He had tears in his eyes as he slowly stood up and dusted himself down. He felt a pain in his stomach from the punch and he grimaced as he put a hand to the spot.

“Are you OK?” Megan’s voice was quiet.

“Shut up.” Max replied shortly as he tried to sniff away the tears, “Just… Don’t say anything.”

“I…” Megan started.

Max gave her a stare that made it clear he wasn’t going to talk about anything. He slipped into the classroom and went to the far side of the room. He looked out through a small gap in the blinds that covered the windows. He could see all the students outside and wished he was still like them. A tear rolled down his cheek which he quickly wiped away.

“Pull yourself together…” Max muttered quietly to himself.

“The exam is in fifteen minutes.” Megan said from near the door for no other reason than to break the awkward silence.

babycakes · November 10, 2022

Guess Max knows the school's anti-bullying policy is more form than substance. Still, there was probably little likelihood of the rest of the cowards jumping in if Max dropped Trevor. After all, if Max could beat Trevor before nothing has changed physically to reverse that. Max is just hampered mentally. Wonder if mommy would be happy to know that she put him in physical danger? Not much thinking going on in this crowd! Looking forward to the continuation of this interesting story.

Elfy · November 17, 2022

Max and Megan are at school to sit their final exam and it is predictably humiliating for them. Things can only get worse though as they head in to sit the actual exam itself.

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Neither twin said another word as the sound of the clock on the wall slowly ticking towards the start time filled the silence. The pain in Max’s tummy didn’t seem to abate, he had never been hit without fighting back before. Outside the classroom he could hear more and more voices as the students gathered for the test.

The twins left it until the last possible second. Megan stood at the door listening as the teachers administering the exam opened the door and called for everyone to go in. It wasn’t until it sounded like the teachers were about to close the doors that Max and Megan quickly stepped out of their empty classroom. The teachers gave them both some very strange looks before stepping aside to allow them in.

Max was the first to step inside the hall where hundreds of desks were set up. Every head in the room was swivelled towards both himself and Megan. He could feel his face burning up with embarrassment as some of the students laughed. He saw Trevor and quickly looked down at the floor submissively. To his horror he saw that the two remaining seats were the two next to his former friend.

“Come on, sit down or we’ll have to mark you absent.” A teacher gently chided the twins as he closed the door again.

Max waddled uncertainly over to the desk next to Trevor and sat down uneasily. From somewhere else in the room someone wolf whistled causing a lot of giggling. Max looked across to Megan as she took her seat and saw that she was extremely red in the face. This was a nightmare!

“Alright, everyone quiet now.” The teacher at the front of the room called out, “This is an exam, remember!”

As the noise quietened down Max looked down at the test in front of him and felt his stomach plummet. He didn’t feel in any way ready to sit the exam and yet here he was. When his tummy didn’t settle down he realised it might not just have been the nerves giving him trouble. He felt cold drips of fear run down his spine as he considered what might happen.

“You may begin.” The teacher called out.

The hall filled with the sound of pages being turned as everyone got started. After the first few minutes where Max and Megan had to calm themselves down they actually felt like this wasn’t too bad. With everyone working on their exams there was very little attention being paid to them. Megan soon hit her stride and began reeling off page after page of answers. Max did his best but he wasn’t particularly good academically at the best of times.

Max had more than just his lack of attention through the school year working against him. The aching in his tummy wasn’t going away, in fact it was growing stronger quite quickly. As he tapped his feet against the floor nervously he looked up at the clock and saw that there was still an hour left before the end of the exam.

Max looked around nervously. When he turned his head to the side he saw Trevor looking up and smirking at him. Max wondered if his discomfort was more obvious than he thought, he looked to the other side and saw Megan glancing at him in between writing her answers. Clearly he wasn’t as secretive as he thought.

Another fifteen minutes passed and Max was starting to sweat. He was trying to answer the questions on his exam but it was very difficult to concentrate as his mind seemed drawn to what was happening in his bowels. The churning, twisting and painful cramps were growing stronger and more insistent.

Max raised his hand as he squirmed. One of the teachers, an older man with a grey beard, looked over and frowned, no doubt he expected some kind of trick or prank. Max cursed his reputation as the teacher slowly made his way over.

“Yes?” The teacher said as he lent down next to the strangely dressed eighteen-year-old.

“I… I need to use the bathroom.” Max whispered. He tried to keep his voice as quiet as possible to avoid being overheard.

“Can you wait until the end?” The teacher asked with clear scepticism.

“I… I…” Max was blushing and he heard Trevor in the seat nearest him snort with laughter. Admitting how desperate he was suddenly seemed a lot harder to do.

“If you leave the exam hall you can’t come back in.” The teacher finally said when Max fell silent, “I’m not having students cheating. I know what you’re like.”

“But…” Max bit his lip as the teacher stood up and walked away.

Max was tempted to get up for the bathroom but when he looked down and saw his half-finished exam he knew he couldn’t. He didn’t care all that much about his education but he knew he had to get average results to get into the university his mother had lined up. He shuddered as he imagined failing and his mom deciding to keep him like this until he re-took his exams. Watching Megan go off and do all the things young people do whilst he remained a baby didn’t bear thinking about.

Max picked up his pen and started writing. It was so difficult to maintain his concentration when the pressure within his body seemed to grow minute by minute. His foot was tapping on the floor nonstop. He didn’t even notice it until he heard Trevor sigh loudly and raise his hand. A young mousy female teacher hurried over. Max didn’t pay much attention until the teacher swiveled round and leaned down over Max’s desk.

“Could you stop tapping your feet?” The teacher asked with a thin-lipped smile. As Max looked up he saw her read the embarrassing words embroidered on his clothing, “It’s distracting others.”

“Oh, yeah, sorry.” Max grunted in response.

Trying to get lost in the answers he was writing seemed to buy Max some time. He scribbled hurriedly through half the questions before pausing and looking up at the clock. His mouth dropped open when he realised only fifteen minutes had passed. He now knew he was never going to make it. The pressure was reaching levels that couldn’t be ignored and his body was on the verge of giving up.

With tears in his eyes Max put his hands up to his face. His sphincter had remained resolutely closed but it could only take so much. Max felt his body pushing and within a blink of an eye he went from a clean diaper to one that felt full of poop. After holding it off for so long the waste seemed to just explode out of him and with his butt flat on the chair it was limited in where it could go. The soft crap spread between Max’s legs and forwards towards his crotch, he winced as it tickled his private parts whilst more went up towards his lower back.

With more to come Max gripped the desk in front of him and lifted himself up off the seat a little bit. He grunted and pushed and felt the seat of his diaper suddenly expand out. The plastic crinkled as Max’s clothing bulged out with the load he was pushing into it. He released his breath only to hold the next one and push one more time. A mudslide of soft poop unstoppably fell out of him until his disposable underwear felt full to the brim.

Max whimpered slightly but knew he couldn’t stay like this for long. Even still he couldn’t face sitting back into the stinky pile he had left. A tear ran down his cheek as he tried to work out what to do. Before he had a chance to make a decision it was made for him.

The table’s metal legs were thin and certainly weren’t built to withstand Max’s weight for long. Max didn’t know if the table slipped or if the legs snapped, all he knew was that everything seemed to go into slow motion as the desk suddenly gave way. His legs hit his chair causing it to fly out behind him as he fell backwards. He was helpless against the power of gravity as he started dropping to the floor. He had just enough time to look at Megan who was turning her head with wide eyes.

Splat.

Max hit the floor butt first and then fell on to his back. With his diaper absolutely full of freshly pushed poop he sunk through the mess with force causing the brown mush to explode in every direction. Max could feel the warm slush surging forwards and covering the front of his padding, it was also forced backwards where it squirted up past his waistband and up his back. It even went sideways and Max immediately feared the worse.

“Oh my God!” Trevor exclaimed in horror regardless of the exam’s rules.

Max was frozen in shock as he heard the sound of dozens of heads twisting to look his way. He heard a shocked gasp and someone even screamed. The smell had immediately grown ten times worse and Max knew the sudden fall had caused him to leak everywhere. He started quietly sobbing as his hands went down and he felt wet sticky patches on his clothes.

This was a humiliation too far for Max. Still lying flat on his back and with pandemonium breaking out around the hall he burst into loud tears. He kicked his legs and hit the floor in frustration as the school he used to rule laughed at him. He could hear some people gagging a little and he soon realised why. The smell was awful and Max came to the awful realization that it was more than just his infantile clothes that had been stained, some of his waste had found it’s way on to the floor.

“What’s going… Oh, dear lord!” The young female teacher’s voice cut through the noise, “What on Earth are you doing!? Get up!”

Max was crying like a baby now. His wailing was combined with streaks of tears and snot running down his face. He turned towards Megan only to find she had already left her seat, he didn’t know where she had gone but he wished she was there.

“Have you gone crazy?” The teacher’s voice sounded disgusted, “Get up and get out of here!”

Max felt hands pulling him to his feet. They didn’t have a chance of lifting him on their own but Max knew he couldn’t lay on the floor forever. He slowly climbed up to his feet feeling the huge mess in his pants shifting around as he moved. When he looked down he could see the stains he was leaving behind. He was still loudly crying even as the teacher put a hand on his back and started guiding him to the door.

“Alright, alright… This is still an exam!” The older teacher gruffly shouted from the front of the room, “Everyone get back to your seats and continue. Miss. Shelley, please call the janitor in here…”

Max took a final look around to see phones pointed at him. No doubt the students he tormented were now making sure he was never going to be able to forget what he had done. He sobbed as the door closed and felt just like the baby he was being treated as. Fortunately the nurse’s office wasn’t too far away and the teacher seemed relieved to be able to back away from him, the stench was very strong. Max could imagine stink lines coming off his butt like a cartoon.

Max opened the nurse’s door without knocking and walked in with his eyes to the ground. He heard a startled yelp and looked up to see Megan lying on the nurse’s medical table getting her wet diaper changed. The nurse herself looked very disapproving as she changed Megan, when she turned to see Max her expression became even harder.

“You too?” The nurse said before wrinkling her nose, “You’ve sent enough people to me, I was wondering when you’d get yours.”

“Huh?” Max responded dumbly as he sniffed back tears.

“Karma, young man.” The nurse answered as if the questionable balance of the universe was an obvious fact.

“Hey.” Megan interrupted the philosophical discussion, “Can we finish up here?”

The nurse turned back to complete Megan’s diaper change. Max stood awkwardly by the door very aware of the obscene smell he was leaving. By the time Megan was dressed and clothed again Max was beyond desperate to be cleaned up. When Megan dropped off the table with her cheeks blushing she quickly backed up away from Max as if there was anywhere in the small room that wasn’t contaminated.

Max shuffled forwards. He was still sobbing quietly as he started to climb up on to the changing table. He was bent over with his sagging butt in the air when he felt the nurse suddenly grab at his behind. His froze in shock as he felt his diaper getting prodded and poked, it was like a butcher sizing up a chunk of meat.

“I think I’ll need an extra pair of gloves for this one.” The nurse said as she walked away, “Take your clothes off please.”

Max swallowed hard and felt his blushes intensifying as he took his clothes off until he was down to his dirty diaper. When he looked down he could see the discoloured padding and he was forced to look away in shame. He laid down and closed his eyes as he heard the nurse getting ready. The nurse helped herself to Max’s bag to pull out his change of underwear.

When the front of Max’s diaper came down everyone in the room instantly recoiled. The smell was very strong and even with the open window it soon became overpowering. Max felt like he should apologize but his throat was full of shame and it wasn’t allowing any words to come out. The nurse set to work cleaning him though it was a grim and unpleasant experience for everyone.

It took a humiliatingly long time for the nurse to wipe all the waste off Max’s skin. The used diaper was balled up and dropped in the trash. Max could hear the heavy weight of the soiled disposable as it fell on to the garbage. He winced as the lid was closed and a new diaper was prepared. It was strange how he hadn’t even thought about how embarrassing it was to be exposed in front of the school nurse, he had been so desperate to get a change it was only now that he was clean that he started feeling the new shame of having his private parts looked at.

“Your mom certainly left you both well supplied for changes.” The nurse said as she looked through Max’s bag again and found some baby powder.

The new diaper was opened and slipped underneath Max’s obediently raised rear end. When Max lowered himself he felt the dry fluffiness of a fresh disposable, after the horrible mess of his last diaper it was a vast improvement. The soft powder was sprinkled over his crotch and Max had to look away as the nurse rubbed it in. To his embarrassment he felt his penis responding to the treatment positively.

Max dared a look at Megan who was thankfully looking anywhere but at him. The nurse’s lips seemed to compress as she looked down at the unstoppable excitement. He was grateful when he felt the front of the diaper get pulled up to cover his embarrassing crotch. He eagerly jumped down from the changing table. To his embarrassment he felt himself wetting before he was even out of the nurse’s room.

“You’ll have to wear some spare gym clothes.” The nurse said, “You’ve left stains on your clothes.”

Max cringed as he sniffed back the tears that were still rolling down his face. He knew his sister was watching as the nurse opened a cabinet and pulled out a plain white t-shirt and plain black shorts. The shirt was a bit of a tight fit but it was the largest the nurse had. The shorts were an altogether bigger problem. Max pulled them up his legs but when they reached his bulky diaper it was a struggle to get them up. In the end he managed to squeeze the diaper beneath the shorts but the disposable really filled them out to the point of bursting.

“Well, you can’t return to the exam.” The nurse said as she put away the supplies, “I’ll walk you to the lunch hall.”

“T-That’s alright.” Megan suddenly spoke up, “We were just-”

“Nonsense.” The nurse waved a hand as if swatting Megan’s words out of the air, “Let’s go.”

As the nurse gave each twin their bags Max and Megan could only fearfully look at each other. The door was opened and the nurse waited for the twins to step out into the hallway. They looked up and down to see that it was surprisingly clear. It was only after a few seconds that Megan realised the exam was still going on. If they were fast enough maybe they could go to the lunchroom and excuse themselves before anyone came in.

After being reluctant to leave the nurse’s office the twins now rushed ahead in a bid to hurry the nurse up. The cafeteria was on the opposite end of the hallway to the exam hall and they stepped inside with the nurse just behind them. Max knew their mother was going to pick them up but he also knew it wouldn’t be until after lunch.

“Make sure you eat something.” The nurse called out as the twins started heading towards a table at the back of the room.

“Come on.” Megan muttered to her brother, “Sit down. Eat.”

Max was as white as a sheet as if his body was making up for the prolonged blushing. He did as he was told and sat down. It was only as he pulled his sandwiches out that he realised these were the same seats they had been in when they had started planning to humiliate Joey. Megan had said that day that she wanted them to be remembered, well they were certainly going to be remembered now.

“Why don’t we just go?” Max sniffed. He was still teary-eyed even if he had stopped crying.

“Because mom has covered every angle so far.” Megan whispered. Her eyes darted around with paranoia, “I wouldn’t be surprised if she called the nurse to have her spy on us.”

“Really?” Max asked as he bit into his sandwich.

“Don’t you think she was a little less shocked than you thought she would be to change us?” Megan asked, “Don’t you think it’s strange she escorted us here?”

Max looked over his shoulder to see the nurse watching them from a table across the room. When she saw Max looking she turned her eyes downwards to the book she had opened. He supposed it was plausible Megan was right.

“Hurry up.” Megan said as she tore into her own food, “We don’t know whe-”

Megan’s eyes widened and Max heard the banging of a door being flung open. He didn’t need to turn around to know what was happening. The sound of many excitable voices and footsteps filled the room as students poured in. Max had suddenly lost his appetite and he felt a shiver involuntarily roll down his spine.

Both twins started eating as quickly as possible. They had to get out of here as soon as possible. After so long ruling the school and terrifying everyone in it they now felt hunted, like two little mice tossed into a room full of hungry cats.

Max and Megan were just finishing their lunch when their luck ran out. Just like earlier in the day it was Trevor who sauntered over with his gang. Max tried to pretend not to see them. He started to get out of his seat to go but felt a hand on his shoulder push him back down. He sighed as Trevor and his gang took all the seats surrounding both Max and Megan.

“Quite the performance you put on in the hall.” Trevor chuckled and clapped Max on the back hard enough to make the diapered man hit the edge of the table.

“We were just about to leave.” Megan spoke before Max had a chance. She was smiling and clearly hoping to defuse the situation.

“Hold your horses.” Trevor said with a shake of his head, “You haven’t finished your lunch.”

“But we ha-” Megan started.

“No, no, no…” Trevor shook his head as he interrupted Megan. The gang laughed, clearly they knew what was coming, “You need to wash your food down.”

“We’ll get drinks at home.” Megan’s eyes were wide again, “Look, we’re not trying to sta-”

“When I heard the rumors of the punishment you two were getting I was skeptical…” Trevor gave no hint that he had been listening to Megan before interrupting her again.

Max closed his eyes as they filled with tears again. Taking such a submissive pose felt horrible. Like all the people he had bullied in the past he could only hang his head and hope they got bored and moved on before too long.

“But just in case the rumors were true I went to the pharmacy and got a little something.” Trevor continued, “You know, we probably aren’t going to see each other again so I thought I’d get you both a parting gift.”

“There’s really no need…” Megan said nervously.

Max silently wished Megan would just stop talking. He had led this gang for long enough to know they were just being toyed with and Megan’s responses were only giving them more enjoyment. There was no way to avoid whatever the gang wanted to do, they just had to get it over with.

Trevor opened his bag and reached inside. Max opened his eyes and although they were shimmering with tears still he couldn’t help but glance over as Max reached into the backpack with both hands. He didn’t know what was in that bag but he knew it could only be bad news for him.

“Perfect for washing down lunch with.” Trevor said with a smug grin as he lifted two bottles filled with juice out of his bag.

Max and Megan stared dumbfounded as Trevor placed one bottle in front of each of the twins. The gang were roaring with laughter now and attracting more attention from students on other tables. He sat back with a self-satisfied smile and gestured to the bottles as if telling both twins to start drinking.

“I think we’ll just go…” Megan said as she tried to stand up.

“Drink your bottles.” Trevor said seriously, “You have to finish your lunch before you leave the table.”

“But-” Megan started.

“Just do it.” Every head at the table turned to Max as he growled the words out. For just a second it felt like everything had gone back to normal, “They won’t let us go till we drink.”

“Good to see you remember how this goes.” Trevor clapped Max on the back again.

With a swallow that seemed to get stuck in his throat Max picked up the juice and examined the bottle containing it. Unlike the ones at home the bottles were small which was a mercy, it meant they would finish them that much faster. Max looked to Megan and saw her picking up her bottle, he thought he could read the same thoughts going through her mind.

Max lifted the bottle to his mouth and started sucking as hard and fast as he could. From around the table there was laughter and it wasn’t just from the bullies either, students seemed to have jammed all the free space now to watch the humiliation of the twins who used to torment them. There was no small amount of schadenfreude in that cafeteria.

Max felt a tear roll down his cheek as he looked up to the ceiling to help the juice flow. The laughter and heckling seemed to grow louder and louder though he didn’t know if that was new people joining in or just his brain amplifying the humiliation. By the time he was sucking air through the amber nipple the wall of sound had died down a little but the crowd remained.

“What a good couple of babies.” Trevor’s voice cut through the air like a whip.

Max and Megan simultaneously lowered the bottles to the table and were greeted by the students that were mocking them. Many of them had their phones out. It looked like this day would be immortalized forever. He looked at Megan and wondered if she was happy that she got her wish, they were certainly never going to be forgotten here.

Grabbing their bags, Max and Megan turned and this time nobody stopped them. In their humiliating outfits and with legs forced into an awkward waddle they hurried away from the cafeteria as fast as they could. Both of the twins were in tears as they ran away towards the school gates.

Elfy · November 25, 2022

It might be the most nerve wracking night in Joey's life. The first date he's even gone on and it is with his biggest crush, Fiona.

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Joey

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Joey stood in his room looking into the mirror trying not to feel like the most awkward person in the world. He had a severe case of imposter syndrome because it didn’t feel like he was ever someone who should be going on a date, let alone with a woman as beautiful and nice as Fiona. Despite everything he was still waiting for reality to jump in and for everything to come crashing down around him.

Looking at the small clock on top of his chest of drawers he saw that Fiona was five minutes late in arriving. They were going out to a restaurant, not the fanciest place in the world but certainly a step up from the chain restaurants and takeaways. Joey had no idea what he was supposed to wear on a date so he decided on smart-casual. A pale pink polo shirt and smart pants. Joey had considered wearing a suit until Mandy had giggled and told him that was a little too formal.

Joey’s fresh diaper hugged his body as tightly as ever but the pants did a decent job of hiding it. He had deliberately bought them a couple of sizes too big, the rolled up legs gave him a slightly childish look but it couldn’t be helped. He had been forced to give his belt extra holes to get it to hold his pants up.

“You definitely said to come at six, right?” Mandy called from downstairs.

Joey sighed in frustration. As anxiety inducing as all this was it was made worse by Fiona buzzing around and trying to help in any and every way. Joey understood she was excited for him and that she just wanted him to be happy but it only served to make him more nervous.

“Yes…” Joey finally replied loudly.

Joey stepped back and sat on the edge of the bed. Maybe he was getting stood up, maybe this was the joke he had expected to be sprung ever since he had messaged Fiona back for the first time. All of a sudden the doubts and fears that had been niggling away in the back of his brain started invading the rational parts.

“You’re a fool.” Joey whispered to himself, “You know a woman like Fiona wouldn’t be interested. Why did you get your hopes up?”

All of a sudden the preparations felt like a waste of time. Even worse, they felt like an insult. His extra bath, the special aftershave he had bought, the new clothes, all of it was a waste of time and he would’ve bet Fiona and her friends would be laughing. They probably hoped he would come out to the curb looking for Fiona’s car so they could jump out and laugh at him. Of course a pretty girl like Fiona wouldn’t like him, especially when they found out about his diapers.

“Oh, I think I see them!” Mandy called out.

Joey was suddenly yanked out of his anxiety fueled pit and back to reality. He stood up and left his bedroom. When he leaned over and looked down the stairs he saw Mandy with her face pressed to the door and looking out through the spyhole.

“Mandy!” Joey exclaimed, “You look like a crazy person. Step back befo-”

Mandy clearly wasn’t listening. In fact, she pulled open the door before Fiona had even reached it. Joey put his palm to his forehead. Somehow Mandy was acting more desperate than he was!

“Fiona! Great to see you, do you want to come in?” Mandy enthusiastically held the door open.

“Hello, Miss. Matheson. Umm, I was hoping Joey was ready. I’m running a bit late and we have a reservation.” Fiona was very polite in declining the offer to come inside.

“Of course, of course.” Mandy turned around to the stairs.

Joey took a deep breath and started making his way downstairs. As he reached the bottom step he could finally see Fiona. He had to remember not to stare, she looked stunning in a pale green dress. She was fully made up and had put her hair up in a way that made her look older than her eighteen years. She had certainly put the effort in for their date.

“Hi.” Joey said as he sat down on the bottom step and started putting his shoes on.

“Hello.” Fiona replied with a warm smile and small hand wave.

The three young people lapsed into an awkward silence as Joey put his shoes on. He could feel his heart beating extra fast and it took him a couple of attempts to tie his shoelaces because his hands were shaking slightly. When he finally stood up he grabbed the bag that he had left at the bottom of the stairs and looked from Mandy to Fiona and back again.

“All ready?” Mandy said.

Joey knew what Mandy was really asking. “All ready” was basically code words for “Have you got your changing supplies?” Joey nodded his head and felt the faintest creep of blush coloring his face. Slinging the backpack over one shoulder he walked past his sister and through the door. He felt Mandy pat his back as he went by, she was like a one woman cheerleading squad.

“I’m sorry about Mandy…” Joey said when he had walked out of earshot of his sister.

“What do you mean?” Fiona asked. Joey could smell her perfume, it was divine.

“She’s just been very enthusiastic.” Joey said, “I swear she’s been looking forwards to this date more than me.”

There was an awkward silence and out of the corner of his eye Joey noticed a very brief frown creep across Fiona’s face. It took him a second to realise why.

“Oh, I didn’t mean I’m not looking forwards to it myself!” Joey quickly clarified. He stumbled over his words nervously, “It’s just I don’t think she thought I’d ever go on a date like this… Which isn’t to say I didn’t want to… I mean, I was waiting for someone I liked to…”

“Joey.” Fiona stopped and stepped in front of the stuttering Joey, “You really need to relax. I’ve been excited for this too!”

“You have?” Joey replied dumbly before he could stop himself.

“What? You think I asked you out on a date as an act of charity?” Fiona chuckled.

“Well, I mean, kind of…” Joey blushed again and looked down at the ground, “I wasn’t even sure this wasn’t some prank until you actually showed up.”

“Joey…” Fiona’s voice was soft and she reached out to touch the diapered man’s arm, “I promise I’m only here because I like you. Alright? Do you think we could try to slow down a bit and not let your lack of self-confidence ruin the evening before we even reach the car?”

Joey looked up and nodded. When he saw Fiona smiling he smiled back and took a deep breath.

“Shall we go and get something to eat?” Fiona continued.

“Of course!” Joey smiled, “Is that your car?”

“Yep.” Fiona replied, “Passed my test a month ago so if you’re feeling brave step in.”

Joey laughed as he walked up to the small hatchback. It was clearly used but it only seemed a couple of years old at most. As far as Joey knew Fiona didn’t have a part-time job so he assumed it was either paid for or a hand-me-down from her parents.

Opening the door and sitting in the passenger seat Joey took a moment to smooth out his shirt and put his seatbelt on. Fiona sat down next to him and started the engine. Just as the car pulled away from the curb Joey felt his diaper warming. He tried not to let it show but he wasn’t sure how good it was because Fiona kept glancing over.

Fiona was a surprisingly accomplished driver for someone who was so inexperienced. The restaurant they were going to was in town and, rather ironically, quite close to the place that Joey had been so massively humiliated. Joey felt a pang of fear but for the most part he was just nervous because he was out with Fiona.

There wasn’t too much chatting in the car. Joey was nervous and Fiona looked like she wanted to concentrate on her driving. It was a little awkward but the radio was on which filled the silence. Joey looked out of the window as they passed the place where the prom had happened. He subconsciously held his breath as they passed.

Fiona parked the car in a lot just off the centre of town. Joey climbed out and joined Fiona as they started heading towards the restaurant. The air was cool and as the sun sunk beneath the roofs of nearby houses the sky was thrown into something reminiscing a painting. Joey so rarely spent time looked up at the sky or out at nature but everything seemed particularly vivid that evening.

“So, I admit I don’t know much about what’s a good or a bad restaurant but my parents recommended this place.” Fiona said as they walked down a line of stores that were mostly closed.

“I’m sure it’ll be great.” Joey replied.

It was an Italian restaurant and there was a queue poking out of the door. Joey was grateful that Fiona had made a reservation though they were a couple of minutes late. Joey hung back awkwardly as Fiona went up to the desk to check them in. He put his hands in his pockets and tried to surreptitiously check his diaper. Everything seemed to be holding firm.

“Right this way please.” A rather rushed looking waitress said to Fiona who turned to Joey.

The table Joey and Fiona sat at was right next to the window. The lighting was low but a large candle burned providing a very intimate atmosphere. It was certainly more than Joey had been expecting. He put his bag between his feet on the floor and took a deep breath. The only times he’d ever eaten at a fancy place had been when he was with Mandy, this was a very different situation.

“I’ve heard the risotto is amazing.” Fiona said as she looked down at the menu, “Though I’m tempted by the carbonara.”

“It all sounds so…” Joey trailed off. He was about to say it all seemed fancy but letting your date know of your ignorance when it came to this stuff was probably not a good idea. He lapsed into an awkward silence without finishing his sentence.

For a couple of minutes Joey and Fiona looked over their menus and said little more than what they were looking at. Joey could feel his self-doubt creeping in again. He was ready to accept Fiona wasn’t trying to trick him but now he was having an entirely different problem. Now that Joey was sure this was a real date he started immediately thinking he wasn’t good enough for the woman sitting opposite him and she would notice it sooner or later. He cast his mind back to the fetish problem, she had assured him that she liked him but he couldn’t help worrying it was motivated by her fetish.

“Sir?” Joey heard a young male voice which startled him out of his thoughts. He looked up to see the waiter looking down at him.

“Huh?” Joey grunted dumbly.

“Would you like to order a drink, sir?” The waiter was clearly repeating a question he had already had to ask once or twice.

“I…” Joey fumbled with his menu and dropped it. It slipped off the end of the table and on to the floor.

“We’ll both have cokes.” Fiona said with a smile, “I think we’ll be ready to order food by the time we get our drinks.”

“Very good, madam.” The waiter nodded his head and left the table.

Joey blushed. Fiona seemed not to mind his daydreaming as she smiled at him. Joey looked back down to his menu. He took a deep breath and tried to remind himself that he was on a date as an equal and not some child being looked after. He wasn’t exactly doing his cause a lot of good by allowing Fiona to order drinks for him.

“I’d normally suggest something alcoholic.” Fiona said after a little bit, “But I’m driving and you don’t seem like the alcohol type.”

A couple of minutes later the drinks arrived and the waiter pulled out a little notebook ready to make the food orders. Joey realised that he hadn’t really been reading the menu as much as just looking at it. He’d been using it as a means to avoid eye contact rather than selecting anything.

“I think I’ll have the risotto.” Fiona said with a smile, “I’ve been told it’s very good here.”

“Indeed it is.” The waiter smiled as he wrote the order, “If I may say so, I’ve worked at several Italian restaurants but the chef here produces the finest risotto I’ve ever tasted.”

“Excellent!” Fiona sat back in her seat pleased with the choice she had made.

“And for sir?” The waiter turned to look at Joey.

“I, erm, I will…” Joey scanned the menu again but with his brain panicking he wasn’t absorbing any of the words, “I’ll have the same.”

“Very good.” The waiter bowed again and turned to leave the table.

Fiona couldn’t help but chuckle slightly as Joey bit his bottom lip nervously. He tried to remember the advice Mandy had been giving him ever since he first mentioned the date. He’d been so resentful of the tips at the time but now he wished he written them all down and studied them as if he would be tested. The silences in his conversation with Fiona seemed to stretch over the horizon and were filled with awkwardness.

“Hey, do you remember Mr. Phillips?” Fiona asked.

“The History teacher?” Joey thought for a second, “Yeah, I had him a couple of times.”

“Did you know he was having an affair with Mrs. Butler?” Fiona smiled mischievously.

“No way!” Joey leaned forwards, “How do you know?”

“My friend Charlotte caught them kissing behind the gym. Charlotte was sneaking out for a cigarette and walked straight into them!” Fiona giggled as she gossiped.

“But he was so… boring!” Joey chuckled.

“I know right!?” Fiona nodded her head, “Makes you wonder what the other teachers got up to…”

Just like that the awkward tension was broken. Fiona did a lot of the talking but Joey slowly started to come out of his shell a little bit. They gossiped about teachers and the other students before moving on to talking about their families. Joey told Fiona about how his parents had died and how it had been very traumatic but, not wanting to ruin the mood, he quickly switched over to talking about his sister and how wonderful she had been.

Joey listened as Fiona relayed her own story. Her upbringing had been fairly uneventful. She had an older brother who was away at university and both her parents worked in the medical field. She wanted to be a nurse much like Mandy was but she admitted that she might struggle because of her grades.

The meal was as delicious as had been promised. The conversation continued with only a few awkward pauses. Joey mostly listened because he still found himself feeling quite overwhelmed by everything. He still stumbled over his words but Fiona was at least nice enough not to draw attention to that fact.

Joey still felt a little on edge though. He kept expecting Fiona to bring up her fetish, to bring up his diapers. Every silence opened an opportunity for Fiona to bring it up but she never did. It seemed like she was trying to keep things as casual as possible which Joey appreciated. Several times he felt hot urine flow out of him and into the padding surrounding him. He tried not to let it show and seemed to be successful, he had certainly had a lot of practice at that.

“Well, that was superb!” Fiona enthusiastically said as she sat back having finished her food.

“Yeah.” Joey smiled, “It certainly lived up to the hype.”

“Shall we get some desert?” Fiona asked as she looked at the menu again.

“I’m… I’m not sure I have enough money for that.” Joey admitted as he looked at the prices.

“Don’t worry about that.” Fiona waved her hand dismissively, “I’m paying.”

“I couldn’t let-” Joey began.

“It’s fine, Joey.” Fiona asserted, “I should probably pay after… you know.”

“That had nothing to do with you.” Joey frowned and then after a couple of beats continued, “Did it?”

“No, no, hell no!” Fiona quickly clarified, “I had no idea but… Well, I feel like I should’ve known. I went with that big idiot, Max, and I feel like I should’ve found out and put a stop to it.”

“There was no way you could’ve known.” Joey replied quietly.

The two of them lapsed into a silence that felt distinctly uneasy. Just the topic of the prom being brought up was enough to undo a lot of the work they had done during the date. Joey turned to look out the window, he could’ve done with never thinking about that night ever again. As if to put an exclamation mark on sudden sourness Joey was feeling there was yet another fresh rush of warm pee, the cokes he had drunk were going through him quickly. The diaper was feeling hot and clammy, the padding had thickened dramatically and Joey realised he hadn’t kept track of just how wet he was.

“I should… ” Joey looked around at the bathroom, “I’m just going to go to the bathroom.”

“You need to do that?” Fiona asked, “I thought-”

“I’ll be right back.” Joey interrupted before his date revealed to the whole restaurant what a little baby he was.

Joey slid off his seat and stood up. He felt his diaper sag slightly as he took his first few steps away from the table. His decision to go to the bathroom was thanks to two factors, firstly he genuinely needed to check his diaper in private and secondly he needed to get out of the uncomfortable situation before it ruined the evening. It was only when he was halfway to the bathroom that he realised he had forgotten his bag. He smiled bashfully as he went back to the table and picked it up.

Joey closed the cubicle door behind him and took a deep breath. He waited a few seconds to make sure no one else was in any other cubicle. When he was satisfied that he had some privacy he hung his backpack on the hook and undid his pants. With the extra room he slipped his hand down against the smooth plastic of the diaper. He felt for warmth and prodded at the disposable. He was certainly very wet but less so than he had imagined. In fact, it seemed like he wouldn’t need a change until he got home.

Pulling his pants back up Joey took his bag and prepared to head back out into the restaurant. He flushed the toilet before opening the cubicle door, that was just in case someone was in the bathroom, he wanted them to believe he was just like anyone else after all. He washed his hands, took a deep breath and then went back out into the restaurant.

“Everything OK?” Fiona asked as Joey came back to the table.

“Yeah, I should be OK till I get home.” Joey sat down and immediately felt himself blushing again. That was too much information to give out but he hadn’t even hesitated. Fiona was just too easy to talk to.

“So did you…” Fiona looked pointedly at the bag containing the diaper changing supplies.

“No.” Joey said, “I didn’t need to.”

“Cool.” Fiona smiled, “I ordered desert for you, I hope you don’t mind.”

Joey smiled but he was still thinking back to how he had so openly discussed his diapers with Fiona. He had never done that before, even Mandy often complained about how secretive he was about his diapers and when he needed changes since he often waited until the last minute to ask.

The chocolate ice cream was brought out to the tables and just like the dinner beforehand it was delicious. When it came time to pay the waitress looked at Joey who fumbled for a couple of seconds before Fiona gave her card over.

Soon after that Joey and Fiona were on their way home. Joey was actually feeling good about things. The date had gone better than Joey could’ve ever hoped for, he was just shocked that he hadn’t completely embarrassed himself. When Fiona walked him up to the door he was feeling relaxed and ready to tell his sister that the date had been a success.

“This is it then.” Fiona said when they reached the front door, “I had a great time.”

“Me too.” Joey smiled, “Maybe… Maybe we should do this again some time?”

“I was counting on it.” Fiona replied.

Not for the first time there was a quiet awkwardness. Joey was stood next to his front door and Fiona was just a foot away from him. She was looking up at him as if expecting something. Joey could feel himself trembling, panic and adrenaline simultaneously flooded through his veins. He needed to get out of the situation before he threw up or collapsed.

“I… I need to go inside. I need to change my diaper!” Joey practically shouted the exclamation, his nervousness making his voice crack. He immediately cringed at himself. As if he hadn’t given Fiona enough reasons to think he was a loser.

“I could help… if you want?” Fiona looked down at the ground and tapped her fingers together. It was her turn to feel nervous.

Joey immediately knew what Fiona was suggesting. She wanted to come in and change him. He felt his pulse quicken and inside his diaper little Joey suddenly started paying attention. A part of him, the part that every young man often listened to, wanted to take her up on the offer and take Fiona up to his bedroom. Much more of him was terrified of what might happen.

“I don’t thi-” Joey started.

“Forget it!” Fiona quickly said, “It was a stupid thing to say. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

“I’m not uncomfortable.” Joey was mostly telling the truth. He did feel more comfortable with Fiona now even if having her change his diaper still seemed like a step too far.

“Then maybe I can do something else instead.” Fiona looked up into Joey’s eyes.

Joey found himself staring into Fiona’s eyes. Her deep green eyes seemed to almost shimmer in the light, they were eyes he could get lost in for hours. For a man who could never hold eye contact with anyone this was unheard of. He noticed Fiona was slowly leaning forwards. Her eyes slowly closed as she hesitantly moved towards Joey who remained frozen like a deer in the headlights.

Unless Joey wanted her to stop he had to do something. Realising his first kiss was seconds away he allowed Fiona to close the distance until their lips were just a matter of centimetres apart. He parted his lips a little as Fiona pressed her mouth against his. Joey closed his eyes and felt the most peculiar feeling of anticipation, excitement and anxiety.

Fiona’s lips felt soft as they pressed against his own. Joey had been terrified right up until the kiss had started, now he didn’t want it to ever end. He had been holding his breath without realising and as he relaxed he let all that air out through his nose. They could only have been together for a couple of seconds but Joey wanted more. When Fiona pulled back her cheeks were pink and she had a massive smile on her face.

“I’ll see you next week.” Fiona practically whispered.

Joey just stared in a stupefied daze as Fiona backed up a couple of steps and then turned around. Joey remained on the porch watching the beautiful woman as she went back to her car. She turned on the engine and when she saw Joey still staring she raised her hand and waved. Joey slowly raised a hand and waved back before she pulled away from the curb and left.

Joey stayed on the porch for another couple of seconds just taking in everything that had happened. The date had gone by in a flash but it had also been a big success. He took a deep breath and felt pride swelling up in his chest. He had not only been on a date but it had been a good one!

Joey turned to face the front door and reached into his pocket for his keys. He pulled them out and held them up to the lock but before he could unlock the door there was a sudden noise from the other side. The door flew open and Mandy was standing right there with the biggest grin on her face. She squealed excitedly.

“I saw everything! You kissed!” Mandy was practically bouncing up and down, “How was the date? Did you like her? Did she like you? Gosh, mom and dad would be so proud!”

It was like being caught in a tornado for Joey as Mandy excitedly jumped forwards and wrapped her hands around her little brother. Joey could do nothing as she hugged and squeezed him, she even lifted him off his feet. That was when Joey felt the pee being literally squeezed out of him.

“Mandy…” Joey gasped.

Joey’s diaper was saturated and this emptying of his bladder was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Joey’s eyes flew open as he felt warmth suddenly flowing down his legs. His diaper had leaked and Mandy was too excited by his date to even notice.

“Mandy… Let go…” Joey managed to get out.

Mandy finally let Joey go and the young man swayed slightly as he took a step back. He looked down and saw the dark stripes on the inside of his thighs, evidence of his disposable’s failure. Mandy saw the leak as well and covered her mouth in surprise. The urine started to drip out the bottom of his pants and on to the ground below him.

“Sorry!” Mandy said apologetically.

Joey couldn’t help but start laughing. After all the excitement and tension of the date not even a leaky diaper could sour his mood. For the first time in a long time Joey felt like things were going his way.

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