Hands behind your back, baby … it’s time for a diaper check. Did my little one keep her diapers dry for the last few hours? But of course she couldn’t.
Steven woke up warm and fuzzy, a feeling that he had learned to associate with great embarrassment.
He pulled down the waistband of his pants. Underneath, he wore a diaper with a star and spaceship pattern. The diaper was fully wet. He checked his bed, but found no signs of leaks. This time.
Steven pulled up his pants and tiptoed across the room.
“Someone need a change?” Steven’s roommate asked from his bed.
Steven groaned. “I should have never pranked you guys.”
Last month Steven’s fraternity went on a camping trip. Just a freshman, Steven thought he would prank his brothers before they got him first. That turned out to be a mistake.
Steven had packed a box of special marshmallows for the trip. The package read “Puffs” and held big doughy mallows of various colors.
He handed them out to his brothers, who scarfed them down without even bothering to roast them.
Moments later, the boys learned the marshmallows were magic.
One brother jumped in surprise. One after another, the boys felt around their crotches and butts.
“What the?” one said.
A few were bold enough to look down their pants. That’s when the cursing began.
“Is that a diaper!”
“Fuck! You too?”
The normally macho jocks spent the next hour pulling at the diapers that has mysteriously poofed around their butts. Nothing worked. Knives, scissors, even fire.
Steven had practiced hiding his grin, but it was much harder than he thought. No one knew he brought the mallows, so if he played it cool…
“Uh, guys?” Steven read the back of the package in mock surprise. “It says they won’t come off until you ‘need a change.’ And then only someone without a diaper can take it off.”
Steven enjoyed the show his brothers put on for the rest of the night. After another hour of embarrassment, his brothers finally gave in to drinking and having fun. Their beer-filled bladders soaked up their diapers by the end of the night. That’s when panic set in.
“Dude, I’m starting to leak,” on guy said. “Who can let us out?”
Steven beamed. “I didn’t eat a marshmallow. Guess I got lucky. I can help you out. For a price.”
His brothers were drunk and desperate enough to give in: Steven undid their diapers in exchange for photos. He’d have enough blackmail to be prank-proof all year.
That was before his brothers found out who brought the marshmallows in the first place.
The day after the trip, Steven’s brothers confronted him in his room. They pinned him down and shoved a mallow in his mouth. One brother deleted the photos off his phone, while another took photos of Steven.
“If you don’t want us to share these all over campus, you’ll come to us for every change. And you’ll eat another marshmallow each time.”
That was a month ago. Steven had stopped holding his bladder, instead wetting whenever he had to go. He often wet in his sleep too, so much that he started leaking on his sheets. Steven wasn’t sure if he could hold his bladder even if he wanted to.
Back in his room, Steven reluctantly accepted his brother’s offer for a change. He didn’t fight eating the mallow, knowing resistance meant a longer punishment. As the familiar, dry padding of a new diaper swelled around his butt, Steven thought of what his brothers said after the camping trip.
“We have an endless supply of Puffs, enough to keep you like this for four years. We’ll think about letting you go at the end of this semester, if you’re good.”
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Nate sailed through the door to his home, filled with excitement.
“My package! Is it here?” he asked the house. Nate had checked the tracking of the special package in every class today.
Nate’s mom answered from the kitchen. She said she placed the little box in his room.
“I don’t see how you’re so excited for candy!” she laughed.
Nate’s mom didn’t know why these lemon drops were so special. The teen whirled into his bedroom, which he shared with his older brother, Bryan.
Bryan was in college, but lived at home. He was only two years older.
Nate found Bryan pantsless in their room. This would not be unusual by itself, but Bryan was frantically wiping his computer chair with a towel. Next to the chair, Bryan’s pants and underwear sat in a heap. Nate could tell the clothes were wet too, in a very distinct pattern.
“Did you wet yourself!” Nate bursted out in laughter.
“N-no!” Bryan stammered. “I spilled…” he looked around for a drink to blame.
“You did wet yourself! Wittle Bwyan had an accident!”
Bryan threw the wet towel at his brother.
“I don’t understand. I was eating the candy mom left on the bed and-”
Nate cut his older bro off. “You ate one of my lemon drops?”
The older brother’s embarrassed face said everything.
“Dude, those are special,” Nate explained. “They’re enchanted. Magic. They make you lose control of your bladder.”
“What the fuck bro!”
“Calm down, baby,” Nate giggled. His big brother didn’t know about Nate’s interest in diaper play. “Little bro’s got you covered.”
Nate walked over to his closet and pulled out a concealed box. From the box pulled out a flat, folded object.
“Is that…”
“A diaper,” Nate grinned.
“I’m not putting that on!”
“Dude, you want to pee all over the carpet? You don’t have any other choice.”
After some coaxing, Bryan relented. He bashfully layed down so his little brother could pad him up.
“Is the powder necessary,” Bryan groaned.
“Don’t be such a-”
“Don’t you fucking say it,” Bryan warned.
“Baby,” Nate giggled.
Bryan, taped up in a diaper with little animals printed on it, punched his younger brother.
“Calm down, princess. The effect will wear off. One lemon drop lasts only 24 hours.”
When Bryan’s eyes widened, Nate went to the bag of candy on the desk. “How many did you have?”
As Nate picked up the nearly empty bag, Bryan gulped.
I had some errands to run today. Thankfully my mom was willing to watch baby Kevin for a couple hours today when I was out. Kevin wet his diaper though while they were at the store, and my mom forgot the diaper bag in the car So he had to do the rest of the shopping in a wet diaper! When I went to go pick him up afterward I could see a wet spot on his jeans. Chances are he leaked through and EVERYONE could see he had wet himself! I laughed the rest of the afternoon when I noticed that.
Got a fun text from the older sister today, and she had some questions about Kevin. Apparently my Mom told her about Kevin’s new diaper life, and I was happy to indulge her curiosity.
Look at my little baby, laying on the edge of the bed in his diaper, watching Paw Patrol.
Just a conversation I had with my mom today about my big baby Kevin. The trials of being a mother to a baby, you can’t just leave whenever you want, you have to find a babysitter. Luckily my mom loves babies and so she was more than happy to babysit tonight while I went out and had drinks with my girlfriends.
Is it just me, or is he kinda cute when he’s so embarrassed?
