| Title: | Diapered Friends | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Name: | Ben | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Email: | Not shown | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Gender: | Male | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Current Age: | 14 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Posting Date: | 02/21/10 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Summary: |
This story is about a boy and his friend who are diapered by their mothers.
WARNING: THIS STORY HAS SOME INAPPROPRIATE CONTENT.
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| Deekerian Score (20 is max.) [?]: | 20 (100%) |
This story is about Ben, a 14-year-old boy who is average height, thin, and muscular. He has a medium length brown hair. The day started out when 14 year old, Ben, wakes up to the sound of his alarm. When he turns to press the snooze button he feels something strange. He then feels a cold wet sensation, HE WET THE BED!!!!!!!! He jumps out of his bed to assess the damage. His pajama pants are soaked along with his sheets. He pulls off his pajama pants leaving him in a superman tee shirt and his Hanes briefs now tinted yellow. He then strips his bed and throws the sheets and pants in the closet he then removes his briefs and adds them to the pile in his closet. He then takes a shower and is on his way to school with his mom and little brother Colin. LATER AT SCHOOL Ben was getting out of his first-period algebra class with his best friend Taylor at his side chatting about how the test they took in class was easy. Taylor was the same age same height with blond hair. As Taylor was putting books in his locker Ben waited patiently next to him still chatting about teachers, tests, and other things when the school bully, Jaime, walked over and hits Taylor on the back of the head. Ben then grabs the Jaime by the neck and pins him against the lockers his reading glasses falling off his face to the ground as he does. Ben lifts his other hand and bawls it into a fist ready to knock Jaime into next week when Taylor puts his hand on Ben’s shoulder saying in a low calm voice, “Ben no, just let him go.” Ben then said in a voice that still clearly showed he was mad. “Fine, but if ever bothers you again I’m turning his insides into out sides.” Ben released him and Jaime just scoffed and walked away calling Ben a pussy. Taylor and Ben had then made their way to Ben’s locker. As they approached the row of kaki-colored, weather-beaten lockers Ben was ranting on Jaime. When they got to the locker Ben shoved his books in and slammed it shut. “God he just make me so mad they way he… FUCK!!!” Ben then punched the locker leaving a small dent in the door. Taylor then put his hands on Ben’s shoulders and said in a calm voice, “Dude calm down, you need to chill.” Taylor then noticed the condition of Ben’s hand which was dripping blood. Taylor grabbed his hand and said, “Ben this is why you can’t go around punching lockers.” Taylor then saw where the blood was coming from, three cuts on the knuckles of the pointer, middle, and ring finger. “Man, we need to take you to the nurse.” LATER THAT DAY Ben was talking some binders out of his locker and putting them into his bag the, white gauze wrapped around his hand from the nurse. Taylor walked behind him saying, “Okay, I finished my homework in home room. How’s your hand?” Ben looked at his hand like he had forgotten that he had hurt it. “Fine, still hurts, but fine.” Ben then zipped up his bag and put his arm in one of the straps. Ben and Taylor were making their way across the campus to get to the exit so they can walk the mile or so to Ben’s house where they hang out after school. Ben stopped at the vending machine saying he needed a soda before they started walking. As he was getting the bottle of Mountain Dew out of the machine, an Apple ear bud blaring rock music in one ear leaving the other free to listen to Taylor talk about his new PS3 game. When Jaime walked behind Ben and yanked his iPod out of his pocket. Ben turned around to see if it was just Taylor messing with him. When he saw it was Jaime his face of joy turned into a face of anger. “Okay, Jaime, give it back.” Jaime responded to this with, “No I think I’m gonna keep it.” Taylor then tried to intervene by saying, “Come on guys be mature. Jaime, just give Ben back his iPod.” Jaime then blurted out, “Fine, take it!” He then threw the iPod to the ground. “That’s it!!!” Ben then ran towards Jaime and punched him square in the face. Jaime hit the ground and started bawling his eyes out. “Aw crap.” Ben mumbled as Taylor stood there giving me the look that says, “You’re screwed.” A COUPLY MINUTES LATER Ben walked out of the principal’s office with an expressionless look on his face. “How bad is the punishment?” Ben then held up a detention slip. “After-school detention,” Ben stated like it was some random fact. When Taylor and Ben reached Ben’s house they went down stairs to Ben’s room to play some Xbox. “Can you get me out a clean shirt? The one I’m wearing is sweaty,” Ben said as he played Call of Duty. “Sure,” Taylor said as he got up to get Ben his shirt. Ben then realized what was in his closet. “No, wait!” But it was too late. “What’s this?” Taylor said as he picked up Ben’s soiled sleep pants. “Those are uhhh…” Taylor then asked “Did you wet the bed or something?” “Yeah,” Ben said, his cheeks turning bright red. “It’s okay, man; I wet the bed, too.” “Really?” Ben asked with surprise. “Yeah,” Taylor said as if he was talking about the news. “Do you wear diapers?” “Yeah,” Taylor said handing Ben a shirt. Ben changed his shirt and continued to ask questions about bedwetting to Taylor. “Ben, if you want you can stay over this Friday.” It was Thursday so I only had to wait until tomorrow. “I would love to. Thanks Taylor!” LATER THAT EVENING I was still playing Xbox when my mom came home from work with Colin next to her. Colin ran to his room to play. Colin is Ben’s 7-year-old little brother who looked like a mini version of Ben. Ben walked to his mom and gave her his detention slip. “Sorry mom.” Ben said as he handed her the small piece of paper. “You need to stop getting so mad, honey.” LATER THAT NIGHT Ben was getting ready for bed when he remembered his wet bed. He started to look in his closet he found the box of his baby stuff and took out some of the cloth diapers. Ben went into his bathroom and locked the door he then proceeded to pull one off the cloth diapers over his crotch. As he was pulling up the second diaper he realized he had a stiffy. He realized he loved the felling of the cloth on his skin. He finished diapering himself with 5 diapers and some plastic pants. He then began to rub his penis in the thick layers of cloth until he ejaculated into is diaper. The he fell back into his bed and went to sleep with his thick cloth diaper under a pair of sleep pants and a tee shirt. TO BE CONTINUED...