    Caught!

    Summary: A 13 year old boy named Trent has finally got his chance to be
    alone in diapers. But Trent isn't careful enough!

                                     Part One

    	Finally I would be alone. My sister had just left for church
    camp, my brother was working all day, my dad had to go to a doctor's
    appointment, and my mom worked until 5 o' clock. I had been planning
    this for weeks but could never find the right time to do it because
    someone was always around. I sat up in my bed and looked at the clock.
    It was 9 o' clock and I had no time to waste. I fixed the sheets on my
    bed and quickly made my way down the stairs. I grabbed a plastic bag, a
    roll of paper towels, scissors, and tape. I took my supplies and
    excitedly ran back up the stairs. I cut the top off of the plastic bag
    and cut some leg holes. I then cut the bag in half to give it more of a
    real diaper look. I lined the whole inside with a few layers of paper
    towels and began to fold up a square of thick paper towels for a urine
    pad. I taped the pad down on to the plastic bag and then took the tape
    and put tape on the sides so I could fit it on perfectly. Done! I had
    just made my own diaper. I couldn't wait to try it on. I took off my
    pajamas and underwear and pulled on my diaper. I ran to the mirror and
    looked in to see myself in a "diaper". My skinny, tan body and my
    blonde hair and blue eyes made me look even cuter. It was too bad that
    it wasn't a real diaper.
    	I had been trying to get diapers since I was 8 years old but
    couldn't come up with the money for them. I was too afraid to ask my
    parents, knowing that they would just laugh in my face and make me wear
    them every where I went. I had wet the bed a few times before,
    sometimes purposely and sometimes on accident. I had pulled my old
    rubber bed liner out after the first accident. My parents knew nothing
    about my love for diapers and I didn't plan to give them any hints.
    Sometimes I would wet and mess my old underwear while nobody was home
    but that was as close as I had come to wearing a diaper. This brilliant
    idea came to me a few weeks ago and I had planned it just perfectly. It
    looked almost nothing like a real diaper but it felt real enough.
    	I didn't bother to put any clothes on because I was afraid if I
    actually used the diaper, I would stain them. So I put on 3 pairs of my
    old batman underwear just in case the diaper leaked. I walked down the
    stairs and began to fix some breakfast. I decided I didn't want to make
    anything special and just poured a bowl of cereal. When I finished I
    threw my cereal bowl in the sink and then made my way down to the
    basement. My parents never threw anything away and I thought that maybe
    I could find some of my old baby stuff. I searched through a few boxes
    and then I hit the jackpot. There was all of my baby stuff and some of
    my brothers. A whole box of baby clothes, bottles, pacifiers, and bibs.
    I pulled out a pacifier and a bottle and continued to search through
    the box. Then I came across my old teddy bear and my old blanket. I
    carried them every where I went until I was six years old. I collected
    my stuff and then went back up the stairs. I washed the baby bottle and
    pacifier and filled 4 bottles full of milk. I made my way back up the
    stairs and then went to my room to take a nap. I finished 3 bottles of
    milk and decided to save the other one for later. I laid down on my bed
    and hugged my old blanket and teddy bear tight. Before I knew it I had
    fallen asleep.
    	I woke up a few hours later to a warm feeling around my diapered
    area. It took me a while to figure it out but as soon as I sat up I
    knew that I had wet my diaper. The pee had soaked through all 3 pairs
    of underwear and made a little wet spot on the bed. I wasn't worried
    about the bed because I had wet my bed a few times before without any
    protection. I had a sudden urge to go poop. I rolled over on my stomach
    and pushed until the cramp was gone. I rolled back over on my back and
    felt the poop squish to the back of my diaper. I then got an erection
    and an overwhelming urge to masturbate. I got on to my knees and then
    squatted down so that my crotch area was touching the bed and began to
    move my butt up and down. The warm pee and poop made my exciting moment
    a quick one. After a minute or two my diaper was also full of sperm. I
    got up to go look at myself in the mirror again. All three once white
    batman underwear were stained yellow. I turned around to see that the
    poop had squished through the underwear and the back of all three pairs
    were stained brown. I walked back to my room and laid back down on my
    bed and curled up under my blankets. I began to suck my thumb and
    quickly fell back to sleep.
    	I woke up again to my painful bladder. I had to go now or my
    bladder was going to burst. I had purposely wet the bed at night but
    had never purposely wet my pants before. I had a little trouble but it
    gradually leaked out. The pee hadn't soaked through my underwear this
    time. I decided to go downstairs to watch some TV. I turned on the TV
    and watched a few cartoons. Then I decided to make a brave attempt to
    check the mail. I peeked out the door to see if anyone was outside.
    There was nobody around and I quickly ran out the door. I opened the
    mail box and took out a stack full of mail. I looked around to see if
    anyone was watching and saw a car coming down the street. I panicked
    and ran back into the house. I was out of breath and collapsed on a
    couch. I sorted out the mail and pulled out one that was for me. It
    didn't have a postage stamp or a return address. I opened it up and
    pulled out a folded note. I opened it and to my horror it said "nice
    diaper". I quickly threw away the note and sorted through the rest of
    the mail to see if there was any more strange envelopes. There was
    another note. I was shaking and had trouble opening the envelope. I
    pulled out the note and it read "I have more copies". I was confused
    for a moment but looked back into the envelope. There, in the envelope
    was a picture of me looking at myself in the mirror with the diaper on.
    I looked in the package to find more photos. Another photo was of me
    sleeping with my teddy bear and my blanket, another of me in my wet
    diaper, another one of me messing my diaper, another of me masturbating
    in my diaper, and another one of me looking at myself in the mirror
    with a wet and messy diaper on. I was shocked to see the pictures. I
    could feel myself go completely red from head to toe. I began to cry
    and laid on the couch thinking. I decided to take off my underwear and
    diaper and begin to clean up. I wrapped my diaper and underwear in a
    plastic bag and then taped it shut. I threw it in the trash and took a
    quick shower. I thought and thought in the shower and decided I was
    going to find out who had taken those pictures. They had to be pretty
    close to take pictures that well. I got dressed and started my search
    for the person that took those pictures.