Diapers, Jamie, and Me: A Story of ToD

[RussianRonaldo]

Chapter I- Diapered Up for the Start of the Game

I walked into my house, knowing exactly what would happen when I did. I had come to accept my fate, I deserved it, and maybe something good would come from it.
My name is James Cooper, and I am around 5'7, black hair, 16 years old, and with the wits, charms, and good looks to get me anything in life. I had a problem in my life... well not a problem, but rather a secret that if found out would cause a pretty big problem. I was a diaper lover. I loved diapers. In case you do not understand, I wanted to wear diapers for some off, bizarre reason. Ever since I was 12 I had done anything to get my hands on diapers. For the past year or so, every night I would drink 2 glasses of water, then wear a diaper to bed, just so that I would get that amazing feeling from waking up wet. I woke up at 6 am for school and discarded my diaper so that by the time my mother woke up, at 8 am , both me and my diaper were long gone/hidden.
Today when I got to school I realized something- I had left my diaper on my floor. Now I knew that if my mother did her annual "Pick up James' laundry when I wake up" thing that she did every morning, then she would find it for sure, and I would be screwed by my own mess, literally.
So anyway, as I walked into the house and saw my mother standing at the door, looking genuinely distressed, I wasn't surprised. I had two options, tell the truth and face the wrath and maniac mother, or I could pretend I knew nothing and hope she did the same. Needless to say, I chose the second option. "Hey mom, guess who aced their history quiz?" I said in my best poker-face voice.
"Would it by any chance be the same person who wears diapers to bed and wets them, and then leaves them on the floor so that their mother can find them?" Now I knew I was screwed. She knew, the only thing left to do was come clean, and try the "Oh mother I am so sorry" method.
"Mom, before you get angry let me explain... I only do this because..."
"Because either you are a sick, twisted pervert, which I doubt you are, or because for some reason you feel emotionally neglected. IF the second one is true, which I hope it is, I already know what course of action to take. Meet me in your room in five minutes, and get out your entire stash of diapers."
I stood there awed. I walked upstairs to my room slowly, and pulled the three twelve-packs of diapers I had hidden in my closet out and put them onto my bed. I sat on my bed as I received a text from my best friend, Sean Flemming. "Yo bro, i needz u to getz ova her asap got 2 10s (10's referring to the 1-10 scale of attractiveness) want ToD! my house now!" I texted back, "dudez be dere in 20 chill yaself!"
As the sent the text my mom walked into my room. She came over to my bed and told me to take off all of my clothing. I did as I was told, not wanting to make the day any worse for myself. "Okay honey, I read online that the best way to deal with this... need... of yours is not to ignore it but to satisfy it. Ergo you will be in diaper 24-7 until I feel you have outgrown your need. If you never outgrow your need, then you will be in diapers until you move out." When she finished talking I was fully naked, my 5'4 penis hanging down limply. My mom opened a pack of my diapers, taking two out, and she told me to lie on my bed. She diapered the first one onto me, with much skill, oddly enough. I went to stand up when she stopped me, and began to put on the second diaper. She explained, "You are getting two diapers at a time for the first couple of times, because you lied to me about this." She finished and helped me up, patting my diapered butt. She asked me to get my coat from my closet, and when I turned around she quickly locked a lock-and-key lock onto the back of my diapers, making them impossible to remove without the key. "So that you don't skip on your diapers..." she explained softly, "Now the rest of the Friday night is yours to do as you please, but call or text if you stay out later than 11."
She walked out of my room and I suddenly remembered Sean's two hotties waiting for Truth or Dare. I found the loosest pair of jeans I owned, and threw them and a plain white T-shirt on. I looked in the mirror and realized that the diapers were visible, but just barely. I could easily hide them. I went outside, hoped onto my bike, and rode the three blocks down the Sean's house, feeling my diapers crinkle and squish all along the way.

***

I rang the doorbell nervously, not knowing if my diapers would screw me over for the second time today. "Hey dude, nice of you to finally show up. Hurry up we got two blondes to dare into nakedness." Sean, the 6-foot, 16-year old, blonde, muscularly built boy, said to me. He pulled me into his house, then into his basement, where I saw two of the hottest blondes I have ever seen sitting next to each other.
"Hello I'm Jordan, and this is my friend Jamie." said one of the blondes, "Now are we going to play or what?"
"Of course we are," I said with swag as I sat next to Jordan and Sean sat in between Jamie and Jordan, "Now Mrs. Jordan, truth or dare?"
Jordan answered with a truth and I quickly chose her question. "Are you a virgin, and if not how many times have you had sex?"
"No, and twice, both with the same guy..." sensing disapproving looks, she continued,"...what you never said I had to tell who! Now Sean, truth or dare?" Sean answered the same, with a truth. Jordan came out with her question as quickly as I had, "Did you know that your friend here is wearing a diaper?" I turned a million shades of red while Jamie and Jordan just started laughing, and Sean sat there stunned staring at my bottom to try to pick out the bulkiness where my diapers started.
"Um no..." said Sean, clearly upset, "Why didn't you tell me James?"
"Well... it is a very long story, can we just ignore it and continue the game please, maybe as a future truth you all can find out..."
"Ok fine... Jamie, truth or dare?" asked Sean, still clearly distressed by this news. When Jordan answered with a truth, he asked her what she thought of me wearing diapers.
"Well um. I kind of think it's sexy. I think it's turning me on..." she answered. Everyone stood there, shocked. "Ok guys I think I need to come clean..." she started, "I also wear diapers. I wear them because I like to for some reason. I just enjoy it." As she said this, Jamie pulled down her jeans, revealing a crinkly adult diaper. "I guess me and James have something in common!" she laughed and winked at me."