A note from the author: This is just the first chapter of an idea I’ve had brewing in my mind for quite awhile. I can assure everyone that I will finish this story with regular weekly updates as long as I get a tiny bit of feedback. If you read the story, please email me at sean.coutris@gmail.com . All I want is an email with any feedback you can give me. Just something like “I liked the story, keep going” is fine. As long as I get 2 or 3 of these emails to show me someone is reading the story, I’ll keep going. Feel free to contact me about anything on that email account, I won’t bite. I promise. J

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Sleep Tight

Chapter 1

A surprising amount of things can rush through one’s head on the way to the toilet. In the biggest of emergencies, we want to think of so many things besides bodily functions. I was forcing myself to think of a lot of things on this particular rush to the bathroom, the most prominent being something along the lines of why do I rush to the bathroom with a diaper between my legs? Right as I began to ponder this-I tripped. I fell right outside the bathroom door. I was looking right up at the “Men’s Restroom” sign, almost to my destination! Unfortunately, the fall had been too much. My ass hit the floor first, and I involuntarily let out my shit right into my diaper. I felt it spreading over my ass and between my legs, turning to mud as my bladder let go in all the excitement. Right outside the public men’s room door, an 18 year old boy had just fallen on his ass and shit and pissed his diaper. My name is Nick, and, as you know, that 18 year old boy is me.

I should bring you up to speed on my life. I’ve never been able to have complete control of my bowels. Ever since I was a baby I could only do a small part to keep my pants dry. I was not incontinent, but I had frequent accidents. Because of this, I have always worn a disposable diaper where all the other boys would wear underwear. No one knows except my parents. I have kept this a secret from anyone else in my life. My classmates at school would never expect that “Nick the Hottie” pissed his pants most days. Just for the record, I got that name by accident. I started working out in middle school, and now I have a near flawless body. Abs, pecs, and muscle definition everywhere. I get bored easily, and working out is something to do that I enjoy. I guess my thick brown hair and green eyes also help. As my friend once told me “all the gay boys cream their jeans at the mere thought of you”. And he had a point. Only the gay guys liked me. The girls liked the jocks and tough guys. I was simply a hot guy-“Nick the Hottie”. I’m not in many clubs, hate sports, and being a gay guy at a high school really alienates you. Most people just acknowledged I was good-looking, and made no effort to get to know me. All my friends are either gay, or not very popular; and I’m alright with that. High school is just such a weird place.

A few weeks ago, I saw in ad in the paper looking for people to work at a club for gay men in diapers. I figured this was my calling for an after-school job, so just a half-hour earlier I had walked through the double doors of “Sleep Tight-A Club for the Child in You”. I instantly found someone who looked to be the club manager (dressed in a suit just standing by the door waiting for me) and inquired about the job. He asked me all sorts of questions, and the interview seemed to be going well until I felt the need to use the restroom and ran out of the manager’s office, down the hall, and to the first restroom I could see. This brings us to where I am now-Sitting on the concrete floor in a wet and messy disposable diaper, hoping the piss doesn’t leak out into my new jeans.

I got up, and turned around to head back down the hallway towards the manager’s office. I opened the door, and sat back down in the lounge chair opposite Gary the manager. He looked at me for a second and said “Did you need to take a call? You left so suddenly, man.” “No, I just had a bathroom emergency” I replied. Gary nodded. “So you’re not incontinent?” Gary asked. “No, I try to make it to the toilet most times; the diaper is here for when I have an accident...And that’s quite often.” I said with a frown. Gary sniffed the air loudly. “Smells like you had an accident.” He said with a smile. “So if you’re trying to be potty trained, I’m going to guess you’re not an adult baby or a diaper lover?” “No, I don’t even know what that means…I just saw the ad looking for a gay man in diapers to work at a local club.” I answered. Gary thought for awhile and said “You’re in for a surprise, Nick. I’m going to make you a deal. After I change you, we’re going to give you the “Sleep Tight VIP Treatment” tonight, so you can understand what club Sleep Tight is all about. If you still want to work here by tomorrow morning, you can have the job-no questions asked.” I was quite confused at this point. “You mean stay overnight?” I asked. “Well, Of course. All of our guests stay overnight; we wouldn’t have it any other way. You can’t even be a member if you’re not willing to sign yourself away to us for a night.” Gary answered with a smile. “I uhh…I don’t even have pajamas or other clothes with me.” Gary looked at me as if he was trying not to laugh, and said “Nick, my man. Our club members don’t bring anything with them to the club. You leave everything at the door. All you need is your Sleep Tight membership card, and a diaper on your butt. We take care of everything else.” Gary was grinning ear to ear. “Your stay at the club begins now. Take of all your clothes except for your diaper and follow me. Nick, my boy… You’re in for the night of your life.”

Chapter 2

I slowly unbuttoned my shirt as Gary watched intently. I pulled my undershirt over my head, exposing my chest and six-pack abs. “I’m going to need a bigger diaper if you’re gonna make my penis any bigger, kid!” said Gary. I thought to myself how creepy it was that someone would say that, especially someone who looked to be about 10 years older than me. Then I decided he was hot enough that if the opportunity came up, I probably wouldn’t mind pulling down the back of his diaper and sticking my hard dick up his ass, or better yet-having his dick up my ass. I took off my socks and shoes, and began to unbuckle my belt, happy I had a diaper on so Gary wouldn’t see my hard on. It was one thing for Gary to be creepy, but I wouldn’t return the favor, no matter how hot a guy was, I just didn’t behave that way. I pulled off my jeans, exposing my wet and messy Depend Maximum Protection brief. I looked at myself in the mirror in the corner of the office. I had nothing on but a wet and messy disposable diaper, mostly brown in the crotch area because of the shit and piss making a watery paste between my legs. “I’m gonna get you into a real diaper, man.” Gary said. “Those Depends are some of the worst diapers out there. You really haven’t read too much about adults and diapers.” “No, I haven’t” I began “I assumed there were only a few people like me, and everyone just bought whatever was at the store…” Gary smiled his biggest smile yet. “Kid, you’re gonna love it here.”

We walked out of the office and we were in the entrance hallway. I realized as I looked at the high ceiling that we were in a warehouse. That was why the floor was concrete. At the end of the hallway were 2 more double doors that Gary was showing me towards. I followed closely, not wanting to get lost, and stepped into the Club’s main lobby while Gary held the door. It was a site to behold. Gone was the concrete floor, replaced with thick baby blue carpeting. There was not much on this floor, just an elevator, to my left, and a check-in desk in the middle of the large open room. Right behind the check-in desk was an impossibly large staircase. I would probably have to get on my knees and pull myself up each individual stair. I made my way left towards the elevator but Gary stopped me. “That’s only for employees, baby. You should try going up the stairs like a big boy.” It was a big staircase, but I could see the second floor at the top, so I decided I would put my muscles to good use and struggle up the giant staircase. I walked towards the staircase as Gary got in the elevator, my diaper crinkling loudly between my legs. I easily pulled myself onto the stairs, as they were only about half my height. I soon realized after a few stairs that things would be much easier if I climbed on my hand and knees, and started crawling up the stairs. My diaper was sloshing between my legs, and I could feel a rash forming. On a particularly large step I raised my leg too high, and my diaper’s mess went over the diaper’s leak barrier and trickled down my leg. Here I was, an 18 year old boy with a soggy diaper, crawling up the stairs with mess running down my leg. By the time I got to the top of the stairs, Gary was waiting for me. “Sprung a leak, captain?” he asked cheerfully. I nodded, and started to stand up, as I did so, I noticed an extraordinary thing. The whole wall in front of me had changing tables up against it. I had never seen changing tables so big! There were many people on the changing tables already, being changed by people in normal clothes. Is this the job I’m getting myself into? I asked myself. I didn’t argue, and assumed I was about to be changed, so I walked up to the nearest changing table, and right as I was about to jump up- “Whoa there sport!” Gary started “You can’t get up their all by yourself!” and with that, Gary put a hand behind my butt and a hand on my chest, and lifted me up onto the changing table.

Gary was amazing at what he did. With almost expert care, he undid the tapes on my Depends, grabbed hold of my feet, and pulled them up into the air. Holding my feet in the air was keeping my ass off the changing pad, but there was still a mess all over my butt and penis. Gary reached for a wipe and began wiping me down, collecting all of my shit in the moist rags, and cleansing my penis and balls. He spent a little extra time on my shaft then was necessary, and I just couldn’t help myself-I ejaculated all over his hand. He simply smiled and wiped it off with a wipe. I was loving this handsome man more and more each minute. He then took a bottle of lotion and began rubbing it into the areas I was feeling my rash develop. He rolled me over, and liberally applied the lotion all over my ass. Finally, he took out a shaker of baby powder, powdering all over my ass, and rolling me over to make sure I got the powder well into my crotch. At last there came the best part of all. Gary reached into the cupboard above the changing table and pulled out the thickest disposable diaper I had ever seen. He unfolded it, grabbed hold of my feet, and slid it under my butt. He proceeded to pull the plastic diaper up between my legs, and stretch the wings around my waist. He strapped down the tapes as tight as they would go, and patted my dick. I looked down at this new style of diaper. I didn’t have to ask, because I knew. These were just giant baby diapers. Gary cradled me in his arms, and sat me back down on the floor, the thick padding almost making me bounce up a little.

I quickly got my bearings, and saw that just ahead were the stairs I had come up. I looked to my left and down the hall there were a pair of double doors and a sign that said “Your Pleasure”, I looked to my right, and there were a pair of double doors with a sign reading “The Nursery”. “We’re heading to the nursery” Gary announced, and he picked me up and put me over his shoulder, patting me on the ass as we made our way to the nursery. The nursery was the most astounding site yet. The room was HUGE. This had to be one of the biggest rooms I had ever been in. The walls were painted with pastel colored striped, and the floor was thick light pink carpeting. The ceiling was a large dome, with a giant mobile swinging. The choice of furniture was the most startling. There were not just a few, but hundreds and hundreds of cribs in the room, almost all but a few occupied. Gary must have noticed my astonishment because he said: “We’re a very popular destination for AB’s and DL’s all around the world. Our members should book a few days in advance to get a sure spot, but we always leave a few cribs open for emergency cases like you, or a stressed out client in need of a relaxing place to go.” I looked at what I had assumed to be regular sized cribs, and realized the cribs were about the size of 4 baby cribs, and at least as tall as the adults occupying them. There was definitely no way you got out of these cribs on your own accord.

Chapter 3

I just stood there open mouthed, staring at the cribs. Before I knew it, I was pissing a river into the new diaper, just out of pure astonishment from what I was looking at. I wanted to say something along the lines of “come one man, I’m not into this…” but I knew Gary would point out something along the lines of me having just pissed myself, standing in front of him in just a white disposable diaper. Just as I though this, Gary saw the front of the diaper turn yellow and said “Whoa there, Skipper! Got a little too excited and let it out into your dydees!?” I just blushed and let him scoop me up like a baby, and set me in a crib a few rows down.

I had been completely right about the cribs. There was no way I was ever going to get out of that thing. I decided to survey my surroundings. Everyone around me seemed to have a bottle, and a blanket, although the boy in the crib next to me was going to be in for a surprise when he woke up. His blanket had slid off his back in his sleep, and his diaper was leaking all over the bed’s mattress. On second glance, I realized this would not be a problem, as the soft mattress was completely covered in plastic. I looked down, and sure enough, I was sitting on a plastic mattress cover. Gary came back with a blanket and a bottle, and told me to just “Cry if you need me, but if not, see you in the morning!” I was stunned. “I’m in here all night!” I screamed. “Shhh, baby. Shhhh.” “I’m not a baby!” I yelled. “I can have control over my bodily functions!” Gary pulled something out of his pocket that looked like a syringe without a needle. I tried to get away, but he put his hand on my rock-hard abs, and stuck the syringe down the back of my diaper, and squirted a fluid in my ass. A small amount of the fluid drizzled out of my ass and into the diaper, but for the most part, I felt like I needed to take a shit, and nothing would come out. Gary smiles said “What I just did to you cannot harm you, but it does give me the feeling you’ll be making a mess of those pampers, Nick.” I simply stared at Gary in disbelief, and pulled the blanket over myself, to hide my diapered butt, but mostly to hide my massive erection. I had no idea what was turning me on, but I was convinced I didn’t like it.

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