    Plane Day

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Summary: It’s about the time I was in a plane. I had no idea what I
was about to get myself into. I was with my five friends. We were
going on a trip and I had messed myself. My and friends and I are
all 13, but Ryan is 12. You can e mail me at dl_forlife@hotmail.com
if you want to talk about stuff or anything, like these kind of
things.`

    It was a Monday morning, the second day of summer. Me and five of my
    friends were going on a trip and I was so excited to get to go. It was
    about 3:00 PM. We were at the airport and all of our moms were there.
    My friends’ names are Ryan, Sam (girl nickname) Dennis, Cameron and my
    best friend, Joey. We had just walked past the thing that beeps to make
    sure you have no weapons and I saw Sam talking to my mom (her name is
    Samantha if you’re wondering) but I guess I didn’t care very much. All
    of us walked through but I took the longest because the thing beeped 10
    times and I realized I forgot to take my belt off and we were behind.

    We heard the people being called. We had to run to make sure we didn’t
    miss the plane. We made it just in time and she said we almost missed
    it. I had realized I needed to go to the bathroom bad in the plane. I
    sat beside my friends—well, 4 of them. Ryan was way in the back, Sam
    sat beside me and Dennis and Cameron behind us.

    Now I really needed to go to the bathroom, so I got up and ran to the
    front of the plane, but it said OCCUPIED, so I ran to the back then the
    back one, which was also occupied. I got mad at it and waited for about
    a minute, then walked back to my seat. Then I did up the seat belt.
    About 10 minutes later the lady came around and gave us all a drink. I
    now really needed to go so badly I couldn’t get up. It was kind of sad,
    actually. Then I realized I also had to go “number two”. I was really
    scared I might do something and my friends would find out. Then out of
    nowhere, it came out. I was so scared. I took my jacket off and put it
    over my legs and it covered the smell, but not for long.

    About 10 minutes Sam asked what smelled like crap and pee and so did
    Dennis and Cameron. I was so really scared now that I nearly peed
    again. Then they stopped talking about it. Sam wrote something on a
    piece of paper and gave it to me. It said, “Did you do something in
    you’re pants?” I was so embarrassed, so I said, “no.”

    She wrote back and said, “It’s okay. Your mom said sometimes you do by
    mistake.” My face must have turned 20 different red colors. She was a
    GIRL asking me this! So I wrote, “yes” and I didn’t even look at her
    because I was to embarrassed. She said it was all right and said to go
    to the bathroom, and when I heard three knocks to open the door (This
    was a big plane; about 200 other people were on the plane.)

    I went in the bathroom and locked the door, and about 50 seconds later
    I herd the knocks. I opened the door and she ran in and closed the
    door. She said to take my pants off. I didn’t agree and said, “No!” She
    said if I didn’t she would, but I still said “no” and said, “make me.”
    She said that my mom said to diaper me if you made myself stink on the
    plane. I just said no again and she grabbed me and I tried to fight
    back but I slipped and fell right to the floor. She grabbed my pants
    and had my underwear down in a minute. She said, “now don’t move or
    else.”

    I was mad as hell and tried to get up, but she pushed my chest and I
    fell down. I was really mad I was being diapered by a girl that was my
    friend. She said it was no big deal but I told her off and said it was
    a big deal, but she said nothing. She just kept going and then in a
    minute she had me in a diaper with a new pair of pants on. I was scared
    and said, “I can’t wear these pants,” as I looked in the mirror.

    She asked, “What’s wrong?”

    I yelled at her, “WHAT’S WRONG?!I’M IN A DIAPER AND THERE’S A BIG BULGE
    IN MY PANTS THAT EVERYONE WILL SEE! THAT’S WHATS WRONG!”

    She took out another pair and a bigger shirt for me to wear. She put
    those on me and I was feeling a bit better. I asked her if diapering me
    was what she was talking to my mom was about. She said yes, and if I
    tried to get out of them or even touch them, then she was to tell my
    mom.

    We went back to our seats and on the way Ryan said, “Sam, what were you
    doing in the boys’ bathroom?!” She just said, “None of your business,”
    and kept walking. Then Dennis and Cameron asked what we were doing and
    Sam said, “Nothing, just walking around to see the plane.” I sat down
    and about one hour they had more ladies coming out and asking people if
    they wanted to have a drink. I had one can of Coke and a bottle of
    Pepsi I found in my bag. I had to pee again and I was about to get up
    and Sam said, “Where are you going?” I told her I was going to use the
    bathroom. She said no and to use the diaper and she would change me. I
    didn’t want to do it her way so I unclicked the belt when she turned
    around and I got up and ran to the bathroom. I looked back but I didn’t
    see her. I ran in the bathroom and turned around. No one was there so I
    used the bathroom.

    When I opened the door I shut it but was not fast enough. Sam was there
    and she didn’t look happy. She told me that my mom said to make sure I
    didn’t touch the diaper or else I’d be spanked. She grabbed me and bent
    me over her knee and I was to mad I started crying. I tried to fight
    her and get off her knee but I couldn’t move. I was stuck. I felt my
    pants and diaper being pulled down. The next thing I knew I was crying.
    Twelve fast, hard spanks, she was not going to stop. She did about 100
    of them and I was cyring a lot. She said to stop crying and she said to
    be lucky she didn’t use my belt.

    She put the diaper back on me but then she put something on me, but I’m
    not sure what it was. When I was on my own feet again I tried to get
    the diaper off me but it wouldn’t move. She said, “Let’s go, or I’ll
    tell everyone you’re wearing a diaper.”

    I was being blackmailed, but I had no other choice, so I went to my
    seat. When we got there the plane was about to land and I heard someone
    come on the PA say, “Please have your seatbelt on as we are going to
    land soon,” and then someone said it in French.

    We got to the hotel and my uncle (owner of the hotel) showed us where
    we would be sleeping. Cameron and Ryan got to share rooms and I
    thought, “Well, it’s me and Ryan for sure,” but I was wrong. He said
    that Ryan would be with him, or he could be by himself, but he said
    either would be fine and decided to be with my uncle. Then he said,
    “Okay, Gary and Samantha will share a room.” I was mad, really mad, and
    he knew, too.