    Summary: The main character in this story is removed from classes and
    experiences a very humiliating week that will change him forever.

    Hazed and Confused

    A fictional story by booboo13

    Comments can be directed to booboo_dl@yahoo.com

    Note: Please keep in mind this is still a very rough draft. The
    formatting is not very good, sorry. And There is a lot more to come but
    I want to know if this story is interesting before I continue. So
    without anything else here it is. I hope you enjoy

    There I was, at 14 and a half years old, a freshman in high school. I
    would have to say that this was the most humiliating weekend I had ever
    had the misfortune of experiencing. It all started on a Wednesday,
    during the third week of school. This time was known as the week of
    hazing. I had heard strange and scary stories before, but I had assumed
    they were just tall tales. This weekend I would be part of a brand new
    tale. On Wednesday morning all of my friends were paranoid that they
    were going to be paddled, forced to walk around the school naked, among
    many other ridiculous things. I could have cared less, and they were
    trying to convince me but I would not hear of it. The seniors heard
    about me, and decided I needed to be taught a lesson; furthermore I was
    to be their example of what happens when freshmen think they're too
    good for hazing.

    Fourth period I started to get a bad feeling… everyone was looking at
    me throughout the class. The bell rang for lunch and everyone was
    walking out the door, and before I knew it I was the only one left in
    class. As I walked out the door I was grabbed and blindfolded. I was
    then sat down in a wheelchair and strapped in. I had no idea what they
    were planning for me, but my heart was racing. I was moved to a new
    location, and left blind, immobile, and nervous for what seemed like
    hours. With all of this stress, and however long I had been sitting I
    needed to pee, and there was no sign of anyone coming. I was just about
    to burst when someone opened a door and walked over my way; this was
    really embarrassing. This boy who I only recognized as a senior was
    telling the first clue as to what was going to happen to me. He said I
    was going to miss school for the next two days, and that I was not to
    go home until Sunday night. I was shocked, and suddenly my bladder
    burst open into my pants. With this the boy told me they were now ready
    to begin.

    They took me into another room, and I saw many things that would be
    used on me. There was an exam table with straps and cuffs, some medical
    supplies, wipes, baby powder, baby oil, and…DIAPERS?!? I was freaked
    out to now, but had no control over anything. This senior that I knew
    of came over and with the help of another boy took me out of the wheel
    chair and strapped me down onto the exam table. They stripped me
    totally naked, and humiliated me by saying "Did the wittle baby peepee
    in his panties? I guess baby needs diapers." The senior, Chris as I
    remembered now, told the other boy to get the day 1 kit. He came back,
    opened the kit and gave Chris an enema bag, a hose and bardex inflator
    cuff, soap solution, and seltzer water. I shivered at the thought of
    those things going up my butt. They turned me over and placed straps at
    my knees, lifted a support that went against my legs, and left my ass
    very much exposed. Just as soon as they finished securing me they mixed
    up the solution, which contained regular water, and the soap solution.
    I was clenching my ass cheeks and as soon as they had everything ready
    and went behind me I got a forceful swat on my ass. Chris sternly said,
    "If you resist anything else we do you will be very sorry." I thought
    about that and decided things would probably go faster if I just let
    them happen.

    They saw me relax and rubbed Vaseline around my anus. Suddenly Chris
    was sticking his finger up my ass and I clenched down on it as this
    startled me. He took his finger out and put the enema nozzle up my ass.
    Then I felt like I was taking the biggest dump of my young life. They
    had only filled the first balloon, as I began to cramp when they
    started on the other one. I was so engulfed in this treatment that I
    was again surprised by the flow of the enema. I started to complain as
    I was starting to cramp, they looked scornfully upon me, but thankfully
    they slowed the flow down and let me take a breather. They felt I was
    ready for the full flow again and I thought that I had a garden hose
    stuck up my ass with the valve on full open. I was cringing again after
    a while, but I felt the flow slowing down. Chris told me I wasn't ready
    to relieve myself yet and clamped the hose shut. He unfastened the
    enema bag and was preparing another; it was very large when he was
    done. I had noticed him pour the seltzer water in this one; he put a
    stopper in the bag and hung it up so he could have quick access to my
    next enema.

    The two of them left me there in this position and told me to think
    about what I had done. I waited thinking they would be gone for a few
    minutes; when I started to feel a stronger urge to expel I thought
    otherwise. They came back after what seemed like eternity, but they
    said they were only gone for half an hour. They unstrapped and led me
    over to a toilet. Chris told me to hold this in while he deflated the
    cuffs, I had trouble with this and there was a mess now at my feet.
    Chris was furious and almost threw me down onto the toilet. I relaxed
    my anus and immediately there was water spewing out of it. I still felt
    bloated but I was in a very happy state, as I wasn't holding back this
    explosion anymore. I pressed more out and the water came again. Chris
    told me to keep going because I wouldn't want anything in my system for
    what was coming his way from making the mess. I sat there not really
    doing anything as I contemplated what to do, but before I could Chris
    grabbed my arm and said, "Okay, you're done, get going."

    I was led over to a wall with a handrail on it, I was told to hold the
    railing and look at the floor. He grabbed a wooden paddle off the wall
    and I nearly started to cry before he even spanked me. "For disobeying,
    and making a mess for us to clean up you will receive 25 spanks. I hope
    you enjoy this because it looks like you're going to be over here
    again." Then the beating began, I was really sobbing in no time.
    SWAT...SWAT...SWAT...SWAT...My ass was on fire... SWAT! Chris said,
    "Hope you learned your lesson, because I won't go so easy on you next
    time." Easy?!? That was the worst beating in my life. He grabbed my
    hand, "Come on! Let's finish up."

    We went back to the other room and I lay down on my stomach. I said I
    would not disobey him anymore. He just told me I better not. So he
    grabbed the enema bag and attached the hose to it and my ass. This
    enema went a little more quickly and smoothly, as I didn't have much
    left in my bowels. The seltzer water was a very different experience, I
    felt like I had to fart really badly, but at the same time I was
    getting an erection that I couldn't hide. Chris noticed this.

    "You won't be getting any relief while you're with us." I wanted so
    badly to massage my penis! Chris told me to walk over to the toilet. I
    asked him if I could sit on the toilet before he took the nozzle out,
    and he nodded figuring this would prevent another mess. I pushed this
    enema out, and Chris told me to lie back on the table. I walked over
    while he went to a closet and got some things. As I lay down Chris and
    the other boy came over with a bag of stuff. They put it down next to
    me, and the boy held my ankles. Chris got out some wipes and gave me a
    good cleaning front and back. Next he took out oil and worked it into
    his hands. He spread the oil over my crotch, all over my ass and into
    my crack. He wiped his hands on a piece of cloth he also had in the bag
    and took the powder out. He opened the top and covered me in powder.
    Finally he took the cloth he had and told me to lift up. I complied as
    he put it underneath me. He pushed me gently back down and took the two
    sides of the diaper and pinned them together. Finally he pulled the
    front of the diaper up snugly against me and pinned it to the other
    part securing me into the diaper. The last thing he pulled out was
    plastic looking and he told me to stand up and pull them on.