Segment Two – Chapter Eight: An Agenda

The five sat in a circle, in the center of Jake’s dark room. It was obviously very late, maybe even midnight. They had something to eat now, mostly sandwiches of different sorts, and a bottle or sippycup on the side. They talked about various topics, videogames, teenbaby and diaperlover topics, etc. But after a short while, the babies got bored. Mark looked around at Chris, who was sitting next to Jake with the camera in his lap, and gently sighed. “Hey Chris? Have you been taping us eating all this time?” He asked, sipping a baby bottle. Chris nodded a silent no. “No. Honestly, I forgot I had this.” Jake looked to Chris. “You know that thing has a flashlight built in and a Night Mode, right?” he asked Chris. Chris’s eyes widened with glee as he pulled the camera out of his lap, and held the eye piece up. Jake looked strangely at Chris, and reached over at the side of the camera. “What are you doing?” Chris asked. “Watch this…it’s MAGIC!” he said sarcastically. With that, Jake pulled a latch on the side, and pulled, and out came a small sized screen, which was obviously projecting what you were aiming the lens at. “WHOA!” Chris said as he saw the camera. “I told you, this thing is a digital camcorder.” “And an expensive one at that…” Chris said. “That’s great…” Andrew said, breaking the silence. “Huh?” “We have a camera; we have Night Mode and a flash light, but nothing to film!” “Hmmm…good point…” The five thought deeply on what to do, but suddenly, Alex grinned so deviously it was visible through the blinding darkness. “What?” Andrew asked. Alex continued to smile evilly, and then whispered something into Andrew’s ear…and not too long after, Andrew evilly smirked with Alex. “What?” Chris, Mark and Jake asked. Suddenly Alex and Andrew whispered in Jake’s and Chris’s ear, leaving Mark out in the cold…and soon, Jake and Chris smirked evilly with the rest of the room. And then, as they all evilly smirked, they all looked at Mark. “WHAT?!” Mark asked, seemingly freaked out by the fact that a room full of people are smiling evilly at him. But instead of answering, they just laughed. “Who here seems to have the best baby fashion?” Jake asked. Alex and Andrew stood up, grinning. “Okay, you two take Mark in that part of the room” Jake said, pointing towards the side of the room with all of the shelves filled with baby clothes, pacifiers, bottles, etc. They nodded, and escorted Mark towards the baby clothing area. Mark was confused, and extremely confused, but Andrew and Alex just laughed, and then explained to him what he was going to do, and what they were going to do. What they said made Mark extremely nervous, but it wasn’t like it was the first time he was going to be treated like this. “Do you think Mark will be a good baby?” Chris asked Jake as Jake went digging through a drawer by his fridge. “Yeah…” Jake said as though he was keeping something out. “…I personally think he’s kinda…” Jake continued, but left the last part out. “Kinda what?” Chris asked, who was secretly holding a turned on camera behind his back. “I dunno…kinda…’cute’…” “You think Mark is cute?” Chris asked, for the camera’s sake. “Well, as a baby…of course…” he replied, and then finally pulled out three more what seemed like flashlights. “Whoa! Why didn’t you tell me that you had more flashlights?” Chris asked, getting off the subject from before. “Honestly, I forgot that I had them. These should brighten the set for the movie when you start to tape Mark” he said. “Chris nodded and smiled.” “Okay, how is Mark doing?” Jake yelled over to Alex and Andrew. “Just fine, thanks!” Mark responded. “So who’s going to be our second baby?” Alex asked from across the room. “I dunno, we’ll take turns. Maybe YOU will,” Jake suggested back to Alex. “…maybe” he heard from Alex’s mouth. “Okay he’s ready to go!” Alex said. Everyone looked over, pointing their flashlights toward him. Mark stood there in the spot light, wearing a dark blue sleep, with his arm wrapped around a teddy bear and a blue and red binky in his mouth. In the arm wrapped around the teddy bear, he held a baby bottle filled with milk. “Okay, Mark, Alex, get into the crib!” Jake said. “Who’s gonna be the parent?” Andrew asked. “I’ve done my part with changing the diapers all night…” Jake replied. “…how about Chris?” Mark said, laughing. “Yeah, why not Chris?” “No…it’s not my thing…” “Come on…” “…fine…” “Try anything once!” Alex said, laughing. Chris nervously approached Mark and Alex inside of the crib…

Segment Two – Chapter Nine: The Crisscross

Jake held the camcorder as Chris nervously cared for Mark and Alex as they acted like babies for Chris. In time, Chris actually started to enjoy parenting the two. But in time again, the three stopped. The camera rolled all through the process, but it just got a bit boring in the dark.

“Okay…so…I’m getting beyond bored…” Alex said. “We sure do a lot of being bored…” Andrew said. “Well we’re still here in the dark…it’s little over 12:30AM…” Chris said. “Jake…where is your mom?” Alex asked. “Uh…I dunno…” Jake replied. “Well…does she have a cell phone?” “Yeah” “Maybe you should see if the phone lines are up…” Jake looked up at the window. It was now raining, and raining very hard. “Okay…” he said. He slowly got up, and with the guidance of flashlight, he walked over to the phone, and picked it up. “It’s dead.” He announced. Everyone shrugged. “Oh well, guess we’re here in the dark…” “Yep…” Jake said. “We should talk…” Mark said. “About what?” Jake asked, sitting down. “I dunno…let’s talk!” Mark said. “We should get to know each other!” “I think we know each other by now” Chris said, referring to the diaper changes they had given to each other. “…well…maybe we should get to know each other?” Mark replied, blushing. “We all know each other pretty well…but we don’t know you and you don’t really know us” Chris said. “…okay. How about…how’d you all get into diapers and stuff?” Mark said. The room was silent. “Come on! Jake? How about you?” “…I’m incontinent! You should have gotten that by now…” Jake said. “I know…okay…Chris? Alex? ANDREW?!” Mark said, trying to get someone to start talking. But it was no use, the room was silent still. “How about you Mark? You want to know about us, but you say nothing about you! How’d you get into diapers?” Jake asked, shining the flashlight in his face. “Well…it’s kind of…you know…a…long story…” Mark said. “Exactly…” Jake said, taking the light out of his face. “If you are not willing to submit details on yourself, what makes you think we’d want to submit?” Jake finished. “Wow…a little prissy?” Everyone thought, seeing how Jake came on a bit strong. “Well…I guess…um…uh…I will! Fine! You want to hear about me? I will tell you, in trade with your stuff!” Mark said, retorting Jake. “Uh…fine!” Jake said. “Okay, ask me!” Mark commanded. “Fine, how about, how’d you get into Teen Baby / Diaper Lover?” Jake asked Mark. Mark looked at Jake, and the group, who were all listening intently now...

Segment Two – Chapter Ten: Mark’s Prelude

“Mommy! Mommy! I think I did it!” “You did! Honey, I’m so proud of you!” “What’s the commotion, guys?” “It’s Markie! He finally did it!” “Really? Mark, I’m proud of you! You’re growin up to be a big kid now!” “Daddy, I’m a big kid now!” “You are, sweetie!” “Yay! I’m a big kid now!” That was it, the small, sweet talk that Mark finally received for finally ‘doing it’. For the first time, Mark had successfully used the toilet like a big boy, and for a time, everyone was happy.

“Daddy? Mommy? I wanna ask yah somethin’…” Mark asked his parents, who were sitting at their kitchen table, eating breakfast. It was Friday morning, and Mark was eating breakfast before school, like he always did. “I wanna know if my one furw-end fwom school…yoo see…he…um…asked if I cood sweep over his house tonight…” “Well Mark, that depends…” Mark’s dad said. “Yeah, who is this friend that invited you?” Mark’s mother asked. “Um…Monty!” he said. “OH! Oh, of course Markie! Why didn’t you say so?” Mark’s mother said. “Um…I dunno…” Mark said, nervously. “Honey…what about…you know…” his dad said. “…oh…um…Markie! How about if Monty sleeps over here tonight, instead of you going over there? You sleep over there all the time!” His mom said. Although to Mark’s ears, she wanted Monty to sleep over here. But in truth, they were a bit worried for Mark. It has been about two weeks since that conversation in the bathroom, when Mark successfully used the toilet for the first time. And since then, he has been mostly successful, but mostly is the key word. There has been the occasional accident into his pull-ups training pants. That would be fine, with one exception: the fact that he is 6 years old. They tried training him to use the toilet, but it was no use. He just wasn’t ready, or he didn’t want to use it yet. Finally, they got him to do it. Now, as for Monty… Monty has been Mark’s good friend for about a year or two now. He wasn’t the brightest kid in the class, so it was often difficult for him to learn that everyone is different. He was also quite bossy. If he didn’t get his way, he’d scream and boss the other kids around to make sure that he did. Obviously put, this kid would grow up to be one of the largest bullies in school. “Mommy that’s a gweat idea!” Mark said, excited. The thought of Monty sleeping over his house completely passed him by. “Great! I tell you what, sport! We’ll call Monty’s parents while you’re gone at school, and see if it’s alright!” “Okay daddy!” “Great! Now, off to school!” “Okay!” Mark said, finishing his breakfast. He quickly grabbed his things, and jogged to the door. “Mommy! Daddy!” “Yeah honey?” “…I love you!” “I love you too, Markie!”

Mark’s day at school went good. He learned how to count from one to nine, read about Clifford the Big Red Dog, and started to learn how to tie his shoes! He arrived home normally, a hug and a kiss on the forehead, some snacks and some TV time. “Hey Markie! Guess what?” Mark’s mom asked Mark, who was contently sitting on the couch watching TV. “What mommy?” “Monty is coming over in a few hours, so he can sleepover!!!” “YAY!” Mark shouted, excited. And sure as heck, in a few hours, Monty arrived at Mark’s doorstep…

“…and that’s when Barney came in and gave everyone cookies!” said Monty as he, Mark and Mark’s parents walked into their house. “Wow, that’s a pwetty cool dweam!” Mark said, sitting down on the couch. “Okay guys, who’s up for some popcorn while you two watch the movie?” “Me!” Monty yelled. “Me too!” Mark yelled with Monty. “Okay, okay! Let me go pop it into the microwave and we’ll be set!” Mark’s dad said, laughing a bit. “Daddy! Can you get me something to dwink pwease?” Mark asked. “Of course, sport!” his dad replied, and within a few short moments, he returned from the kitchen holding two glasses of Kool-Aid, and a bowl of popcorn. “Okay guys, here’s what! Me and your mom are gonna go do grown-up things!” he said, handing the glasses and popcorn to the two. “Like what daddy?” Mark asked. “Bah, nothing too interesting…just some boring old paperwork and some cleaning,” Mark’s dad said. “So…if you two need me, we’ll be in the kitchen!” he finished. “Okay daddy!” Mark said. “Alright guys, enjoy your movie!” Mark’s dad said, winking. After starting up the movie on the VCR, he left the room into the kitchen. “Hey Mark!” Monty hissed suddenly at Mark. “What?” Mark asked. “Why do you still call your dad and mom mommy and daddy?” he asked. “I dunno…” Mark said. “Only babies do that! You’re a baby!” “I am not!” Mark argued. “You are too! Your mom calls you Markie!” Monty teased. “…yeah…so...you dream about Barnie! HAH!” Mark retorted. Monty was silent. “Yeah well…uh…” Monty stuttered. “Now shhh! The movie is starwting!” Mark insisted, sipping his Kool-Aid.

It was now half-way through the movie, and the two had forgotten about the stupid and needless argument from before. But now, half-way through the movie, Mark had guzzled his tall glass of Kool-Aid, and was now feeling the need to let it out. “I gotta go baffwoom” Mark said, hopping up and jogging out of the living room. He jogged quickly into through the hallways as he fought the need to ‘let go’, which was quite difficult, considering this was the worst he had ever needed to. He fought it hard as he rushed the corner…but finally…in time…it was too much. He let go of his pee, right then and there in the hallway. But to his own surprise…nothing drooled down his legs! Instead…he felt a strange yet familiar sensation of the warmth covering his entire crotch and then some. Then suddenly, he remembered! He had on a strange new kind of underwear! It was thick, blue, and featured pictures of Mickey Mouse! But then he also remembered his mom as she was putting the strange underwear onto him. “Markie! Remember, if you accidentally have anything go in these pants instead the toilet, tell me or your daddy immediately!” And on that note, he did. He quickly jogged over to the kitchen, and tugged onto his mom’s shirt. “Mommy...I um…you know…umm…-“ “OH! Okay honey…um…go into the bathroom and I’ll take care of it!” “Okay mommy!” Mark said, and then returned to the bathroom, with his mom following.

Finally, they both entered the bathroom, shutting the door behind them. “Okay honey, you did really really well to have told me! I’m proud of you! Now, this is just like before, lay down onto the floor.” Mark’s mom said, reaching into a cabinet under the sink. “Okay mommy!” Mark said, lying down onto the carpet. Mark’s mom shuffled around in the cabinet for a few moments, until eventually pulling out a small package of Huggie’s Pull-ups, and some baby wipes. She then pulled down Mark’s pants quickly, revealing that he was wearing a pull-up training pant. She tore the sides, and pulled the front down, revealing his diaper area. From there, she took a damp baby cloth, and thoroughly cleaned his wet area, and then disposed of the cloth. “Okay Markie –“ Mark’s mom began to say, but suddenly, the bathroom door swung open, revealing Monty standing in the hallway. The two both glanced over to see Monty, standing there. “Oops! Sorry, guys!” he said, as he reached in, and pulled the door shut gently. Their mouths were wide open from the shock of suddenly being interrupted. “Oh dear…” Mark’s mom said. They quickly finished up the process of changing Mark’s diaper, and both of them quickly got out of the bathroom.

Monty was standing in front of the TV, obviously waiting for them to get out. “Monty, honey, can I please talk to you for a second please?” Mark’s mom asked Monty from across the living room. “Sure Mark’s Mom.” He said, innocently. “Thank you, honey. Mark, go have something to drink with your dad…” she said. “Okay mommy!” he said. He quickly walked towards the doorway. However, on the way there, he quickly glanced over at Monty’s face, and what he saw, was Monty glare an evilly devious smirk at him…

The next day happened like normal. They had breakfast, they talked, and then Mark and Monty went off to school. But since the two were older, they were in different grades, so the only time they got to really talk was on the bus…and that’s where the trouble began.

Mark and Monty got onto the bus, but Monty was especially quiet. The two plopped down onto a seat. “So MARKIE! How was pwe-school?” Monty immediately teased? “Shut up Monty! I’m in first gwade!” Mark yelled. “Awww, was a mattuh? You need another DIAPER CHANGE?” Monty continued. “I said shut up!” “Feisty aren’t we, Baby Markie? Maybe you need your binkie or your BAH BAH!” Monty continued to yell. Eventually, the argument drew a small crowd. The two argued the whole ride home, Mark eventually began to cry, and in return, Monty laughed and teased more. “Go home to your Mommy and Daddy, Markie!” Monty teased. Mark got up slowly, tears rolling down his face. He now wasn’t sad, he was now enraged. His hands were now fists and his eyes were filled with hatred. “Awww…trying to be like a big boy? You can’t, your just a harmless little baby!” Monty said, laughing. “…you know what babies do, Monty? They dweam about Barney!” Mark yelled, and began to jump towards Monty. But Monty held him back. “Get the heck away from me you brat!” Monty yelled. “You know what else they do!? THEY BITE!” Mark yelled, and without hesitation, Mark took the hand holding him back, and bit into it as hard as he could. Monty screeched in pain as Mark dug his teeth into his arm. The pure fury in Mark at the time was quite scary, because all the wiggling and shaking Monty did, Mark just kept on biting Monty. But one thing did keep him off: a good, hard punch to the forehead. And that’s exactly what Monty eventually did. He socked Mark one a good one, knocking him back against the window hard enough to crack it. Monty, now crying too, held his arm tightly as some blood drooled down it. But Mark didn’t do anything. He sat there, in the corner watching Monty bleed. At this point though, the bus driver obviously heard the cracking window, the crying children and the crowd of people surrounding them. “Who’s the baby now, Monty?” Mark said as the bus driver came over.

Completely in awe, Alex, Andrew, Chris and Jake all took a slight step back. “YOU’RE the one that gave Monty that scar?!” Alex said, laughing. “I guess so, yeah…” Mark said quietly, wiping a small tear unnoticeably. “I don’t get it…I mean…I get that much, but how does this explain how you became a teenbaby/diaperlover?” Andrew asked. “It doesn’t, there’s more to explain after that.” Mark said to Andrew. “Well, go on…” Jake said. “Well…after that, I and Monty obviously didn’t talk too much after that. As for the window and Monty’s arm…we had to pay for the damages to the window. Monty’s parents didn’t press charges because of the long-term friendship from my parents…but of course that didn’t last too long.” Mark explained.

“After that point, the stress of it all practically stunted my potty training for the moment. I began having accidents more often…which didn’t do too much for my self-esteem I guess. I began to think that I really was a baby…so I began acting like one. I insisted my parents buy me diapers, which they did for my potty training…but when I announced I wanted to be a baby, they didn’t let me. I was a total brat from that point. I didn’t even try to potty train; I just went in my pants. But I guess it grew onto me, because eventually I learned how to use the toilet. But that doesn’t mean I didn’t want diapers anymore. So I thought of a plan…for a year, from my being eight to nine, I convinced my parents I was done. Then when I was nine, I began wetting the bed on purpose…” Mark explained. “Uh…how did you manage that?” Alex asked. “A lot of water, and long nights being cold.” Mark said. “Just…EW…” Andrew said. “About the fourth time, my parents finally got me some GoodNites. Wasn’t exactly what I wanted, but hey, they’re diapers…” Mark explained. “Eventually, my parents got me a baby sitter named Jenny…but for some reason she knew my entire plan…she even had the baby stuff in a pack of hers…she actually babied me for quite awhile…but eventually, my parents found a pacifier in my room and I had to tell the whole thing. But then, when I was ten…I met good ol’ Alex here. He told me a lot about you guys…and now, I finally got to meet you all tonight.” Mark finished.

”That’s quite a story,” Jake said. “It’s…the truth.” Mark said. “I believe you. I just think it’s funny that you’re the one who gave Monty that scar on his arm.” Jake finished. Mark shrugged. “What about you, Jake?” Mark asked. “We had a deal.” “I never tried slipping by you like that.” Jake said. “Okay, let’s here what you’ve got…” Andrew said. “Well honestly, I don’t have anything in comparison with that…but I can try to explain what’s up…” Jake explained.

”As everyone in this room knows, except for Mark, I was born with incontinence. This never really bothered me too much…often because I became a teen baby when I was about ten. I found out all about it via the internet of course. I figured, hey, I wear diapers, why not go the whole nine yards?” “Well how did you all meet like this?” Mark asked. “Well… Jake basically only hung out with me at that time.” Chris explained. “We met each other in school, and usually just chilled out at each other’s houses.” Chris said. “But then, Jake met a few people…”

Segment Two – Chapter Eleven: A Walk in the Park!

”Alright mom, we’re heading out!” Chris yelled up his steps. “Okay Chris, have fun, be back by dark!” his mom yelled back. “Okay, later!” Chris replied, and shut the wooden door, and then the storm door. “Okay Jake, let’s head up to the park!” Jake, who was waiting patiently for Chris to get out of his house, nodded and hopped onto his bike. “Alright, let’s go…” Jake said. The two quickly hopped onto their bikes, and began riding down the street, towards the familiar steep hill they always went up and down. “Man, Chris, this heat is killing me!” Jake complained. “Yeah, it’s pretty rough today. But then, that’s why we’re heading to the park, where they have swings and water fountains.” Chris replied, whipping around a corner.

Eventually, the two arrived at the park. The two plopped their bikes down, and immediately went for the swings. On their way towards the swings, Jake couldn’t help but notice the immense amount of people at the park. Not too far away, there was a basketball court filled with older teenagers, playing basketball. At some nearby picnic benches, there were a bunch of soccer-moms with their kids having lunch. Then finally, near by the swings, there were two kids playing football, passing the ball back and forth. Chris and Jake quickly made it passed the kids playing football, and grabbed the two only swings left. At first, the two were silent, but quickly grew into a conversation about all kind of things. But in time, Jake quickly felt the need to pee, but of course, held it so that he would just wet his diaper when he’s off the swing. “What the fuck are you talking about? That was in bounds!” they heard someone say. “What the hell? Are you stupid or something? That fucking passing was totally out of bounds!” they heard another person say. Quickly Jake and Chris found out it was the two kids playing football by them. “Hey, guys? Can you keep the swearing down? There are little kids around!” Jake automatically said. Surely, Jake isn’t one to talk. He always swore, but certainly not around little kids, which there was plenty of at that time. “Who the HELL are you?” one of the kids asked. “Just someone asking for you to keep it down for the sake of the kids around you.” Jake replied. “Man, fuck off asshole!” the other kid said. “Dude, c’mon, keep it down!” Chris said, butting into the conversation. “Aw, look at that! His gay buddy is coming to back him up!” one kid said. At that, Chris instantly leapt off the swing, and landed perfect. “Come over here and say that to my face!” Chris yelled. “Alright, FAGGOT” one kid said, walking over, face to face with Chris. “You’re calling him a faggot? You’re the one racing after your little friend over there to get his ONE BALL” Jake suddenly yelled over, leaping off the swing too.

However, the second Jake landed; he was unhappily greeted with the two, charging straight for him. But, just like Jake, he was ready. The second the two kids made hitting distance, Jake hit one in the gut, grabbed his shirt, and actually pulled it over his face enough so that his nose and mouth was coming out of the neck hole. Instantly, the kid was on the ground. But this kind of distracted Jake, so the other kid instantly tackled him onto the ground. Now on his back with the other kid onto him, Jake quickly socked him one in the face, knocking him to the side, enabling Jake to roll onto the kid like the kid was on Jake. Apparently, this surprised the kid…a lot, because suddenly, Jake felt something very warm on the kid’s crotch area, at first very small, but the heat on the kid’s crotch quickly grew large. “That feels like he’s…” Jake thought to himself, but couldn’t finish before he threw himself up. “Holy shit…” Jake said in utter shock. He glanced at the kid’s pants, but it was completely dry. “No…way…” Jake said, walking back in shock. Apparently, the kid saw the change in Jake’s face while he was on top of him, from complete and utter rage, to complete and utter disbelief. The kid quickly got up; only this time fear was in his eyes. Jake began to laugh cynically as he saw the kid walk towards the kid with his shirt over his face. Eventually Jake brought himself back on his face. “I can’t believe this! I mean, this is incredible!” Jake said. By now, the kids were on their feet. Chris was now standing by the kids with his fists clenched. “No…” Jake said, laughing again. “…Chris, dude, I don’t think these two will start…” Jake laughed again. “…anything anymore…” Jake finally finished. The diapered kid looked at Jake extremely nervous…

It was sunset now, and most of the kids have gone now. After the fight, many of the parents there decided that it wasn’t a very nice park today. But, the two kids playing football stayed, as did Chris and Jake. Jake, however, spent most of his remaining time sitting alone, in deep though, starring at the diapered-kid a lot, and at this time, Jake sat alone atop a plastic roof of a slide, one of the highest points in the park. He sat there, starring at the sunset and the diapered-kid…just waiting for him to say something. And at the moment, Jake’s patience paid off. Jake sat there, patiently, and eventually saw the diapered-kid walk towards the slide, and walk up the steps, facing Jake for the second time all day. It was late into sunset now, so they were barely visible to each other. “Hi…” the diapered-kid said to Jake, nervously. “Sup?” Jake asked. “…nothing much…you?” the diapered-kid said. “Nothing much at all, just admiring the sunset…” Jake said. “Listen kid, about today…” the diapered-kid began to say. “Call me Jake, and do not worry about it. How’s your face, first off?” Jake asked. “…it’s okay for now. I’ll feel it in the morning…” the diapered-kid joked. “Listen…Jake…I know what it seemed like…” the diapered-kid began to say again. “Kid, I’m not stupid…and I’m not ignorant, either. Don’t worry; I’m not going to tell anyone.” Jake said. “Why are you being so nice?!” the diapered-kid suddenly blurted out. “Oh, I’m sorry, I wasn’t aware you wanted the whole world to know you peed your diaper because I surprised you” Jake said, sarcastic. The kid was silent. “Listen, I’m not an asshole, I’m not going to judge you for something you either can’t help, or you want to wear. If anything, I want to be your friend” Jake offered. “Huh?” the diapered-kid said, confused. “I think we should talk” Jake said, slowly flapping down the top of his pants, revealing about an inch of his own diaper. Even in the dark, the white fabric of Jake’s diaper was obvious, making the diapered-kid’s eyes huge. “…yeah…we should talk…” the diapered-kid said, in shock. “Hey Jake! I have to go! My mom will kill me if I’m late!” Chris yelled from the ground below. “Huh? Oh…okay Chris! I’m staying here for a bit longer, give me a call tomorrow!” Jake said to Chris. “Alright!” Chris said, and with that, he ran off to his bike, and rode off, out of sight. “Okay…what’s your number, kid?” Jake asked the diapered-kid. “Uh…here…hold on…” the diapered-kid said, and he quickly ran off towards a back pack on a nearby bench. The diapered-kid pulled out a notebook, and a pen. He scribbled something down quickly, and returned with a piece of paper. “Here you go, that’s my name and number!” the diapered-kid said. “Alright, thanks! I’ll give you a call tonight?” Jake offered. “Yeah, definitely! Listen, I have to go!” the diapered-kid said. “Alright, cool! Hey, what’s your name, kid?” Jake asked. The diapered-kid smiled, and then said…”Andrew! My name is Andrew!” he said.

Jake quickly got home that night, and after dinner, he called Andrew up immediately. “Hi, is Andrew home?” Jake asked. “Sure honey, let me go get him!” a womanly voice said. Through the phone, Jake could hear sounds coming from the other line. “Here Andrew, phone is for you. Andrew, you’re wet!” “MOM!” “What?!...Oh…I was…talking…to the…dog!” Jake laughed at what he heard. There was no way she meant that Andrew’s diaper was wet! She had to have been talking to the dog! “Erm…hello?” Andrew asked. “Hi Andrew, this is Jake from the park!” Jake said. “Oh, good. That was my mom…” said Andrew. Jake laughed a bit. “Hey, Jake, I can’t talk for long. Almost time for me to get to bed…” Andre explained. “Okay, that’s fine, same for me. So anyways…um…so…where exactly should we begin?” Jake said, stuttering. Andrew laughed “Well, first, how’d you get into a diaper?” Andrew asked Jake. “Well, I kind of need them. I was born with incontinence…” Jake explained. “…and you?” Jake asked. “Well, I’m kind of incontinent too, but I wasn’t born with it. I’m what you call a teen-baby. But…to my mom, I’m just a diaper-boy. I don’t really think my mom needs to know about me being a teen-baby.” Andrew explained. “Oh, so your mom thinks you’re a diaper-boy, when you’re a teen-baby in secret?” Jake concluded. “Bingo!” Andrew confirmed. “So Andrew, you’re incontinent?” Jake asked. “Yeah…I’ve been into diapers for about a year now. I guess it just kind of grew onto me.” Andrew explained. “What about you Jake?” Andrew asked. “Well, like I said before, I’m medically incontinent. But, I must admit, I’m a teen-baby too. Living your life in diapers kind of goes to your head, you know?” Jake explained. “Yeah, I get what you say…but you’re a teen-baby too?” Andrew asked. “Yeah…” Jake said. “Cool!” Andrew said. “So, you got any baby stuff? Any pacifiers or bottles?” Andrew asked. “Well, not really…I have one pacifier…but that’s about it…you?” Jake explained. “Me? I have a couple pacifiers and a baby bottle. But, I only use like two out of four pacifiers” Andrew said. “That’s cool…” Jake said.

“So, Andrew…who was that kid you were playing football with?” Jake asked. “Huh? Oh! That kid…his name is Adam…” Andrew explained. “That’s cool…is he diapered too?” Jake said. “Nope, not at all…he’s one of the ‘cool kids’ in my grade…” Andrew explained. “Oh? What grade are you in, anyways?” “Me? I’m in…5^th grade.” Andrew explained. “So you’re…eleven years old?” Jake asked. “Yep” Andrew said. “I’m in 4^th, ‘cause I’m ten” Jake explained. “That’s cool…” Andrew said. “So yeah, this Adam kid…” Jake said. “Who does he hang with?” Jake asked. “Hmmm…there’s Adam, Monty…and Justin…” Andrew explained. “THE Monty?” Jake said, emphasizing on ‘the’. “Yep…the one with the mighty scar on his wrist” Andrew explained. ”Man, I ain’t even in the same grade, and I know who he is.” Jake said. “Yeah, he’s legend. A legendary dickhead…” Andrew said. “Yep…” Jake said. “Hey, it’s about time for me to get going” Andrew said. “Yeah, me too. Hey, we should meet up!” Jake suggested. “Sure! Here’s my address…” Andrew replied excitedly. Jake quickly snatched a nearby piece of paper and pen, and began jotting down Andrew’s address. “Alright, cool! Thanks! I’ll definitely give you a call tomorrow!” Jake explained. “Cool! See you tomorrow!” Andrew finished…

The next afternoon, Jake sat contently at the kitchen table, eating breakfast. He previous night was hard to sleep through, he couldn’t stop thinking about meeting Andrew, so he slept in a few hours. “So honey, what did you do yesterday at the park?” Jake’s mother asked. “Oh, nothing much…just sat around for a while talking on the swings.” Jake explained, leaving out that he fought two people, taking them down without any problem. “That’s nice. What do you have planned for today?” Jake’s mom asked, washing the dishes. “Nothing much…oh yeah, I and Chris met someone at the park yesterday, named Andrew! He gave me his name, number and address yesterday. I plan on heading over there today…” Jake told. “Really? Jake that’s fantastic!” Jake’s mom said excitedly. “Where’s he live?” she asked. “Andrew? He lives around here…don’t know exactly where. I have it written somewhere.” Jake replied. “I see, I see…” Jake’s mom said. By now, Jake had finished his cereal. “Actually, I think I’m going to call him now, it’s about 1:30” Jake explained. “Okay honey!” Jake’s mom said as Jake left the kitchen swiftly. Before he knew it, he had the phone in hand, and was dialing his number. “Hello?” Andrew’s mom asked on the other line. “Hi! Is Andrew home?” he asked politely. “Sure is!” Andrew’s mom said politely back. Within a few short seconds, Andrew got on the phone. “Hey Jake!” Andrew said, automatically knowing it was him. “Hey Andrew, what’s up?” Jake asked. “Nothing much man! Hey, you coming over?” Andrew asked. “I sure am…if it’s alright with you.” Jake said. “Sure it is! Just come on over to my house!” Andrew said. “Alright, I’ll see you in a few!” Jake said, and with that, they hung up. Now in his room, Jake took an extra piece of paper, and wrote Andrew’s address, folded it, and put it in his pocket. Now with the original paper he wrote the address from, he simply posted it on his Post-It board. “Okay mom, I’m out!” Jake said. “Okay Jake! Be back by dark!” she yelled as Jake left his house, hopped onto his bike, and quickly went for Andrew’s house.

Jake nervously approached the blue wooden door, quietly walking on the wooden porch. However, before he could even reach the door, it swung open, revealing Andrew. “Hey Jake” he said excitedly. “Hey Andrew” Jake replied happily too. “Come on in, man!” Andrew offered. Jake shyly walked into Andrew’s house. “Please take off your shoes…what’s your name again?” a woman asked, assumingly his mother. “Oh, I’m Jake!” Jake said. “Jake, okay. Hi Jake, I’m Lisa, Andrew’s mom! You can just call me Andrew’s mom, or mom, or Lisa. Whatever is fine with you!” she said, sticking her hand out. Jake laughed. “Okay, nice to meet you Andrew’s mom!” he said, giggling. The two laughed. “Hey, come on Jake!” Andrew said, luring Jake through his house. “Let’s go to my room!” he said, pulling Jake’s arm. They walked through the living room, and into a hallway. “This is the hallway…where we walk to get to most rooms in the house” Andrew explained. They walked a bit further in. “This is my little brother’s room, he’s about two” Andrew explained, opening a door. Inside, it was quite dark. There were windows, but the curtains we closed. “He’s napping” Andrew whispered. Through the darkness though, Jake could see a crib on the far wall, by the windows to be exact. “I’m sure you see the crib, that’s where he is…” Andrew explained. “Okay, let’s keep moving. Right here is my room, by his” Andrew said, closing his brother’s door, and opening another.

“Welcome to my humble abode” Andrew said sarcastically as the two walked into his room. This room was a lot brighter than Andrew’s brother’s room. In the center of the room, there was a light brown bunk bed, which was quite large. On the top bunk, there were a bunch of stuffed animals, pillows and blankets just topped up there. And on the lower bunk, there was only one blanket, one pillow, and one stuffed animal. Obvious, Andrew slept on that, and stored the extra stuff on the top. It was in the dead center between two windows, and on the wall to their right, there was a closet by the window. To their left, there were bookshelves where the closet was, only on the left side of the bunk bed. “This is my computer desk” Andrew explained, pointing right next to Jake, instead of the far side of the room. There was, indeed, a computer desk there. It held a computer, and a phone. Along with a few other miscellaneous things. “And THIS…” Andrew said, pointing to their right. “…is my changing table!” Andrew said, with an immense sense of pride. Jake’s eyes widened as he saw that he was far from lying. There was, indeed, a changing table that stretched from the right wall, to the doorway. The two walked a bit further in, so they could see what it held inside. There were about three case’s worth of diapers stored there, along with two boxes of baby wipes, and one bottle of baby powder.

“Andrew…this is awesome!” Jake said in amazement. Andrew laughed. “Yeah, I guess it is…” he said. “How did you get this?” Jake asked, feeling the cushion on the top. “My mom ordered it.” Andrew replied. “Oh yeah, I totally forgot about your mom knowing.” Jake said. “Hey, if you’re changing table is here, and Adam doesn’t know…” Jake began to say. “…he never is here. He’s never in my room, or in my house for that matter. We’re not the best of friends, I’ve only known him for a few months, and that’s just for football practice” Andrew said. “I feel honored to have only known you for less than 24 hours, and have more knowledge of you than someone who’s known you for months” Jake said, laughing. “Hey, where’s your…baby stuff?” Jake asked, whispering ‘baby stuff’. “Oh yeah” Andrew said, suddenly rushing to his closet. He dug through his closet for a few moments, until eventually pulling out a small shoe box. “They’re in here!” Andrew said, excitedly. Jake and Andrew slowly sat down on the lower bunk. Andrew slowly removed the lid, and inside, there really were four pacifiers and a baby bottle. There was a light green one, a red and pink one, a yellow one, and a baby blue one. The baby bottle inside, had pictures of trains, blocks and other toys as its print. “Wow, you’ve got the whole rainbow in here!” Jake said. Andrew laughed “Yeah, I guess I do!” Andrew then reached in, and snagged the green pacifier, and placed it in his mouth. Jake laughed. “Can I have one?” Jake asked. “Sure! I use the green one and the red one” he said. “Okay, I’ll take the…blue one!” Jake said excitedly. He grabbed it out of the box, and examined, and then popped it into his mouth. Jake sucked on the nipple contently. “So…how did your mom find out about your being a diaper-boy?” Jake asked, lying down on Andrew’s lower bunk. “I told her…through a note…” Andrew said, lying next to Jake. “What inspired you to do that?” Jake asked. “A website I found on the internet…pretty cool…it’s kind of a support site for kids like us…” Andrew explained. “That’s cool…” Jake said. “Yeah…so…that kid with you yesterday…who was that?” Andrew asked. “Oh, that was Chris. He’s cool…we’ve been friends for a while now, like two years” Jake explained. “Oh? Does he know about your diapers?” Andrew asked. “Nope…never got the courage to talk to him about it” Jake told Andrew. “Well I feel honored to know more about you in a few hours than someone who’s known you for two years” Andrew mimicked Jake. Jake just laughed. “By the way, that comeback you made yesterday about Adam chasing me to get my one ball…that was actually really funny” Andrew said, laughing. “Heh…thanks…I guess” Jake replied. “Hey man, sorry I socked you one” Jake said. Andrew laughed instantly. “That was a good punch, Jake. I give you credit for that much…and pulling Adam’s shirt over his head was pretty slick.” Andrew complimented. From that point on, the two talked and talked up a storm. But of course, it grew late, and the skies turned dark. Jake had to leave Andrew’s house, head home, eat dinner, and eventually, fall asleep. But the next day, would surely be a different experience for Andrew, and Jake.

Segment Two – Chapter Twelve: Nice To Meet You, Alex

“BER-RINGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!” was the loud, obnoxious sound that the school bell made as everyone left the large classroom, including Jake and Chris. “So, what have you got planned for Jake?” Chris asked as the two turned a corner in a hallway. “Not too much…” Jake said. “Where were you yesterday, anyways?” Chris asked. “Oh…I was over some kid’s house…Andrew’s” Jake admitted as they walked down the hallway. “Andrew? That kid from the park?” Chris asked, once again. “Actually…yeah…” Jake admitted yet again. “So that was why you two were talking on the slide!” Chris said. “That’d be why.” “Is he cool now?” “Yeah, he’s pretty cool…” the two said, trading words. However, a much worse fate awaited Jake, rather than him chilling with Chris or Andrew again…

The two walked outside of the school, into the playground like always. The two walked for a bit, until they heard a call. “Hey JAKE” they heard, coming from behind them. Chris and Jake turned around, instantly. But what they saw made them wish they were running. They saw Adam’s familiar face, along with three other kids. One, assumingly Justin, was about the same size as Adam. While the kid in the middle, obviously Monty, was about twice Justin’s and Adam’s size, put together. But then they saw another familiar face. A very familiar face. This face, was non-other than Andrew’s. “I heard you like to fight” Monty said. Jake’s heart sank into his stomach at the sound of it. Justin and Adam suddenly stepped toward them, but Monty stayed. “Come on, Jake!” Monty said. Jake looked at Andrew shocked and confused. In return, Andrew nodded a silent no, as in “No Jake, I didn’t do it.” But then, Andrew winked.

“Come on you little bitch!” Adam yelled. Chris and Jake were silent. But suddenly, all four of Monty’s little group, began running after Chris and Jake in an obvious attempt to jump them. “You hold Chris, I’ve got Jake!” one of them yelled. And with that said, Justin suddenly grabbed a hold of Chris, Chris then fell out of balance from trying to run and being grabbed. Justin held onto Chris tight, keeping him from getting up, off of the ground. “You get to watch your little friend get the ass kicked out of him!” Justin yelled as he pinned Chris to the ground.

Jake ran quickly, trying to outrun Monty’s troupe, but quickly failed. Adam grabbed a hold of Jake’s arm, pulling him back into the center of the three remaining kids. Monty cackled a bit, as he watched Jake get held down as Adam held his one arm around Jake’s neck, so he couldn’t run. Suddenly Monty punched Jake hard in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him, making him sink to the ground in pain. “Come on Jake, get up and fight!” Monty yelled, as Jake got pulled back up by Adam. Andrew, on the other hand, just watched by Monty’s side, looking into Jake’s face as he got beaten. “Come on Andrew, sock him one!” Adam yelled. Jake, now on the ground, looked up at Andrew, and Andrew, looked down at him. “Okay, I’ll give this one my hardest one!” Andrew yelled excitedly. Adam and Monty laughed as Jake got forced back onto his feet. Andrew, ‘up to the plate’, looking into Jake’s eyes, seeing pain and confusion as Jake looked into Andrew’s. Andrew smirked, pulled back his fist, and swung…

He swung all right, and either his aim was horrible, or he had planned this. Because when he swung, and swung hard, he swung, and hit Monty, right in the face, and actually knocked him down. “What the hell?!” Monty yelled as he got back onto his face. And then, to Jake’s relief, Andrew dove onto Monty while he was down, and began pounding on him hard. Adam let go of Jake, and ran for Andrew. But Jake was too out of breath and was in too much pain. He just simply fell to the ground. For good five or ten minutes, Andrew got the beating for a while. And they wouldn’t have stopped if it weren’t for some people running over and chasing them away.

“Guys, are you okay?!” the tall woman asked as she looked at them. Jake laid there, with immense pain in his stomach, a messed up jaw and countless bruises. As did Chris, and Andrew. Chris got up though, since he only had to take a few punches from trying to escape. “…no..I don’t think they are…” Chris said, limping a bit. “My husband following the kids down the street in my car, he’s talking with the police!” the woman said. She then went over to Jake. “Honey, are you okay?!” she asked. Jake looked over at the lady, dazed and confused. “…I’ve been better…” he said, rolling over in pain from being hit in the stomach. Then she ran over to Andrew, who was lying on his back. “Honey? Are you okay?!” she asked. Andrew starred back at her, exhausted and injured. “…yeah…I guess I’ll be okay…” he said, stuttering most of his words. “Are they okay mom?” a kid asked, running up to the woman. “Yeah, I’m pretty sure they are. Go wait by the sidewalk for your father, Alex” the woman said. “Okay!” he said, jogging off to the sidewalk. Jake, Andrew and Chris all eventually pulled themselves back onto their feet. The woman asked some common questions, where you live, what’s your name and phone number, etc. But in time, ‘Alex’ and his father returned. “We chased followed them until they reached someone’s house, I wrote down the address for future reference” the man said. “Do you kids live far?” the woman asked. “Well I do…it’s about a twenty minute walk” Andrew said. “Same here” Chris and Jake said. “Oh…well, we live just a few minutes, you can come in and call your patents” the woman said. “Thank you” the three said.

“Ugh man my knee hurts” Chris said while they were driven home. “So what grade are you guys in?” Alex, the kid, asked. “I and Chris here are in 4^th, Andrew is in 5^th with the gang that jumped us” Jake explained. “I’m in 3^rd! That’s cool!” Alex said excitedly. “That’s cool…” Jake said, holding onto his stomach. Eventually, they arrived at Alex’s house…

“So guys, do you want to come up to my room?” Alex asked as they walked into Alex’s living room. “Alex, they’re a bit hurt. I don’t think they –“ she began to say, but was quickly cut off. “No, it’s okay. We would like to see his room” Jake said with a smile. There was something about this kid that made him feel a bit weird. He had a…hunch. “Oh alright, as long as you want to” Alex’s mom said. Alex led Jake, Andrew, and Chris through several rooms, and eventually, they walked up a staircase. “Okay, my room is here” Alex said excitedly. And with a turn of a knob, the door swung open, and what Andrew, Jake, and Chris all saw, made their jaws drop. Animals were EVERYWHERE. Mostly stuffed animals, located on his bed, on his dresser, everywhere. There were animal posters, paw-printed sheets and blankets, and other animal-themed objects. And it’s not like it was messy, these things were very well sorted and organized. It actually looked nice for being so immensely themed. “…wow…that’s…quite a pad you’ve got running here” Andrew said, walking slowly in. “Thank you!” Alex said with pride. The room was quite something to brag about, and Jake knew that. But there was something about this room, and Alex that made Jake think. “The animal theme…everything here…is Alex a furry?” The four chilled out in Alex’s room for a little while from that point on. Alex turned out to be a real cool kid, which really interested Jake. But eventually, they all had to go. All of the kids’ parents arrived, worried sick. “Hey Alex, what’s your phone number?” Jake asked on his way out the door. “Oh! Here!” Alex said, writing something down on a piece of paper, and then handing it to Jake. “Thank you Alex!” Jake said, with a grin. Unfortunately, Jake wouldn’t get to talk to Alex for a few days. Jake would be quite busy with other plans. His mother was far from happy about this. She was going to make Jake learn how to properly defend himself, if it was the last think she did.

However, when Jake finally got a day off from his new training, he instantly called up Alex. “Hi, this is Jake from a few days back, may I speak to Alex?” Jake said into the phone politely. “Sure Jake, let me go get him!” Alex’s mother said. A few moments passed, until finally, Alex came onto the phone. “Hewwo?...erm…Hello?” Alex asked strangely. “Hey, this is Jake” Jake told Alex. “Oh, hey, wassup? Alex asked. “Nothing much man, hey, I was wondering if we could do something today. Maybe you can stop over or something?” Jake asked. “Hey, sure man! Who’s all there?” Alex asked. “Just me and Andrew” Jake said. “What about Chris?” Alex asked. “Well, I would ask, but he hurt his knee pretty bad. Pulled a muscle or something…has to stay off it for a few more days” Jake explained. “Oh, I understand. Well, let me go ask my mom” Alex said. A few moments passed, until finally, Alex returned to the phone. “Yeah, she said I am aloud down!” Alex said excitedly. “Sweet!” Jake replied, just as excitedly. “You remember where I live?” asked Jake. “Not really…” Alex said. “Alright, well get a pen and paper, and I’ll tell you.” Jake said.

“So Andrew, about the other night” Jake said to Andrew as they sat in Jake’s room. “What were you doing with them anyways?” Jake asked. Andrew’s face blanked. “I didn’t plan the fight” Andrew said. “It was Monty, of course. Adam told him all about it, and then brought me into it. Adam told Monty and Justin all kinds of lies, like you started it, were talking smack on Monty, etc. That’s obviously what pissed Monty off. I was only part of it because they insisted that I get revenge, or they’d get me out of the groups. I didn’t want to, said you two were cool now, and that only brought more bickering. So I decided to go out of the group, in style and with a purpose.” Andrew explained. “I see…thanks for sticking up for me by the way” Jake thanked. “How is Chris?” Andrew asked. “His leg is a bit messed up, and he has a small few scrapes and scratches, but he’s alright, the best out of all of us with the exception of his messed up leg.” Jake told. “Yeah…you and I got pounded on. You practically got strangled, and I got pounded on like dead meat. Got bruises everywhere” Andrew told. “Same, my stomach seriously hurt from there after. I actually thought they had messed something up…aside from that I just have a bunch of bruises, but nothing I’m not used to from bike riding.” Jake said. “Alright, Alex is here” Jake said, watching out of the window. “Alright.” Said Andrew. Jake, sitting at the computer, exited a few TB/DL web pages that were on his monitor…

“Hey guys” Alex said, walking into Jake’s room. “Hey Alex” Andrew and Jake said. Alex plopped down onto Jake’s bed, next to Andrew. “So what are we gonna do?” Alex asked. Jake, sitting on his computer chair, sat blankly. “I dunno, good question…” Jake said. “Oh crap, got to go to the bathroom, be right back” Jake said, hopping up, accidentally tapping the mouse on his computer desk, and instantly stopping the screensaver on his computer. Jake quickly left the room, and closed the door behind him. Jake didn’t notice the screensaver turn off, or the giant TEEN BABY WORLD logo that popped up, that Jake obviously forgot to close. But Alex, was staring right at it. Andrew quickly took notice of it, and jumped up, and closed the window on the computer screen. “Stupid pop-ups, strangest stuff these days” Andrew said, clearing his throat. Alex, instead of wondering what it was, seemed to just shrug. “I don’t really think teen babies are weird, or diaper lovers. I’m not one to talk, people think I’m weird” Alex said, like he saw something completely common and regular. “…what?” Andrew said, confused. “Sure, with all the people watching CSI at the time of that furry-themed Halloween episode they did for 2003, furries have had a terrible reputation, especially after MTV’s Sex2K episode.” Alex ranted. Andrew’s mouth dropped wide open. “…you’re a furry?” Andrew asked. “Well yeah, couldn’t you tell? My room has more of an animal-theme than a zoo.” Alex explained. “And you, I don’t know about you, but about seeing that popup, I’d say you’re a teen baby like Jake” Alex said. “What? But how’d you…no way!” Andrew said, now in shock. “Come on, I hate to say it, but after Jake and you got beat up. One of you obviously had an accident…and I could tell. I’ve read about TB/DLs on the internet, they’ve popped up a few times when I’d read about Furry Fandom, or search for it online” Alex said. “Besides, I know what a messy diaper smells like, I take care of my cousin sometimes” Alex said. “I could care less. If anything, I’d really like to give it a try” Alex admitted, smiling. Andrew couldn’t help but smile blushingly. Suddenly the door open, revealing Jake. He too, had his mouth open wide. “You know, I knew you were a furry, Alex” Jake said, walking into his room, shutting the door. Alex smiled. “Glad to hear it, Jake” Alex said, smiling. “So you want to give our little lifestyle a try?” Jake asked, acting as though he’s the head of a secret club. “Well sure, of course. I honestly always wanted to…I just never wanted to try it on my own” Alex explained a bit more. “Well, we’ll be absolutely more than happy to. But first, you have to get a few things out of your system that happened with me when I was first starting out as a teen baby.” Jake said. “What’s that?” Alex asked curiously. “Shyness, its one thing that I took a while to get over. You need to be able to buy your own pacifiers and stuff. You got any money? We can run down the store and buy some baby stuff” Jake said. Alex, however, nodded a silent no. “Sorry guys, but not today. Not feeling exactly up to doing it today.” Alex explained. “Well, soon. I’ll lend you a diaper to wear today” Andrew said. “Well that I can do” Alex said happily. “What do you say we head down my house, and we can give Alex hear a good pacifier from my box, and a few diapers?” Andrew suggested. The room got a cheesy grin. “Sounds good to me” Alex agreed, as did Jake and Andrew. “Hey mom, we’re gonna head to Andrew’s house” Jake yelled. “Okay” they heard from downstairs. And soon after that, they left Jake’s house, and went for Andrew’s. However, just as they left, the phone began to ring. “Hello?” Jake’s mom asked into the phone.

They walked slowly in Andrew’s house, and were greeted by Andrew’s mom. “Hey guys” Andrew’s mom said. “Hey mom, this is Alex, his parents are the ones who took us to their house to call you after Monty and them kicked our butts” Andrew introduced. “Well nice to see you Alex!” she said kindly. “Hello” Alex said a tad shyly. “Alright, c’mon, let’s head to my room” Andrew said, and led them through the living room and hallway. “Here, this is my room” Andrew said, opening his door. Jake walked in and hopped onto the lower bunk, but Alex, stood there, starring at the changing table. “Want to get one on?” Andrew asked Alex. “Sure…yeah…yeah that sounds good” Alex said blushingly. Alex grinned, and sat down on the table, legs dangling an inch or so from the ground. “Lay down” Andrew said, smiling. Jake, however, sat happily watching Andrew about to diaper Alex, for this was the first time he would ever watch someone diaper someone else, and certainly not be his last.

Alex lay slowly down with the assistance of Andrew’s arms, slowly guiding him back. “Alright, do you want to pull you pants down or are you cool with me, because I’m going to put a pull-on, not a pull-up on you.” Andrew explained. “Uh…I guess I can be fine with you pulling my pants down…” Alex said, nervous and blushing more than ever. “Okay” Andrew said with a devilish smirk. Andrew slowly leaned in towards Alex, and unbuttoned Alex’s pants. “Wait, wait, wait” Andrew said, pulling himself back. Suddenly he turned around, facing YOU. “Excuse me, I’m a bit rusty, it’s been a while…feels kind of like it’s been years since there’s been a diaper change around here.” Andrew said. “Who are you talking to?” Jake asked Andrew. “Huh? Oh…no one” Andrew said, and with that, he returned to Alex. Andrew stood between Alex’s legs, Alex’s pants unbuttoned and half-pulled down. “You know Andrew, that doesn’t look too right” Jake said. Andrew looked around confused, until finally looking down. “EW!” Andrew yelled, jumping back. The room laughed heartily as Andrew blushed and got a diaper for Alex from the side of the table. “Alright, seriously now” Andrew said, loosening up a bit, now standing to the side. Andrew leaned in…until finally being interrupted by Alex. “I feel so violated!” Alex said sarcastically, cracking up. Instantly the room started to laugh again, so hard that Andrew actually fell to the floor laughing. “Come on man, shut up!” Andrew said laughing hard. “Alright, alright…” Alex said. Andrew got back onto his feet finally, and once again, leaned forward, placing his hand on Alex’s pants, and pulling them down, down, down to the point where they are now on the ground, leaving Alex in nothing but his boxers. Andrew smirked again, and then began pulling down Alex’s boxers, to the point where they too, are on the ground, leaving Alex half-naked. But Alex instantly covered up his…junk. “Everyone has one Alex” Jake said laughing. Alex blushed even more as he was now lying half-naked on a changing table, about to diapered by someone who he’d only known for 48 hours. I guess thinking too much really went to Alex’s head, because soon… “Aw come on Alex!” Andrew yelled as Jake instantly began to laugh so hard he had tears. “Shut up Andrew! Just put the dang diaper on me!” Alex shouted blushingly, this time humiliated, and then beginning to laugh a bit. Andrew quickly lifted Alex’s legs a bit, sliding the fresh diaper underneath him, and then, Andrew quickly lifted the front of Alex’s diaper over his crotch area, and sealed it tight with the tapes. “Done” Andrew said simply. “Okay” Alex said simply also, sitting up in nothing but a diaper and a shirt. “Now let me get us some pacifiers” Andrew said, walking towards his closet. Alex hopped off the table, and sat next to Jake. “How goes it?” Alex asked, plopping his diapered-butt onto the bunk. “Pretty well, how was the diapering?” Jake asked, smiling. “Exciting, apparently” Andrew yelled from his closet, laughing. “Shut up, man!” Alex yelled laughing. “Nah, I’m just messing around. I hear it happens to most people the first time their diapered” Jake explained. “Wonder why” Alex said sarcastically. “Alright, hear we go” Andrew said, returning with the familiar box. “The green and red ones are mine, the blue is Jake’s” Andrew explained. “I guess the yellow is mine” Alex said, shrugging.

“So Alex, how did you get into furry fandom?” Andrew asked, lying at one end of the lower bunk, now dressed in nothing but a diaper. “My mom, she’s a veterinarian. I always came into work with her when I was younger. I had always watched her work so carefully with the animals. I sometimes helped her, get her a napkin, or get another worker for her. I’d always pay such attention to the animals, and began to feel a connection with them. I don’t know, it just grew onto me from being around them all my life. Sometimes I’d act like an animal for fun, with my stuffed animals…but I don’t do that too much anymore.” Alex explained, he too, still in a diaper on the upper bunk. “That’s cool. I understand you completely. I’ve read about furries and furry fans on the internet, learned about them through some babyfur sites when I’d look up TB/DL stuff. Their real cool and I do admire the artwork.” Jake said, at the other side of the lower bunk that Andrew is on. The three sat calmly on Andrew’s bunk bed. Until...they heard a familiar voice. “Okay, thanks” they heard, coming from the living room, followed by footsteps coming from behind the door, and finally, the sound of the doorknob turning.

Jake, Alex and Andrew all panicked as the door swung wide open, revealing a familiar face: Chris’s. All of them were completely exposed, in their diaper-wearing and pacifier-sucking activity. “WHA-“ Chris began to say, but quickly noticed the changing table. Chris looked around, confused. Jake, the first one for him to see, had his middle and index finger over his mouth, a silent “Shhhh!” Chris didn’t exactly know what was going on, but he did follow Jake’s sign-language. Chris quickly stepped in, and looked at Andrew, who, calmly, said “Hey Chris shut the door please!” to humor his mom. Chris looked around again, his mouth wide open, as though he forgot where the door was. “The door Chris” Jake said. “Oh…uh…yeah…the door” Chris said, turning around and shutting the door silently. Now with the door shut, Chris walked towards the three. “What the heck are you three doing?!” he whispered. “Well, who do you want to know from first?” Jake asked. “Am I missing something?” Chris asked. “Well, yeah, kind of…listen, Chris, please don’t get upset” Jake began explaining, talking fast. “I’m too confused right now to get mad” Chris said. “Alright, first off, I, Jake, was born with incontinence” Jake explained. “What’s that?” Chris asked. “Lack of control over one’s waste” Jake said intelligently. “Okay, that’s understandable. So what, the binky is supposed to help that?” Chris asked. “No…we’re all using these for…fun” Andrew said, sitting back into the corner. “Why?!” Chris asked. “Listen, Chris. Tonight, I’m going to call you about it. I will explain everything to you, because right now, I’m a bit nervous. Please let me come up with the right words, other wise, things will come out wrong, and you’re going to get the wrong idea…Chris, on the years of our friendship, trust me on this one.” Jake pleaded. Chris looked around, at Jake, his pacifier, Andrew, and finally, at Alex up top. “Are all of you incontinent?” Chris asked. “Well, I am…but I wasn’t born with it” Andrew said. “What happened?” “I became incontinent after wearing diapers for so long…” Andrew said. “You mean, you wore diapers, even though you didn’t need to?” Chris asked confused. “That’s, actually, correct. But ask Jake why, tonight.” Andrew said. “What about you?” Chris asked Alex. “Me? I’m just trying this thing out” Alex said honestly. “This is my firs time” Alex said. “You mean Jake told you?” Chris asked. “Actually no, I found out by accident like you did, I just decided to give it a whirl” Alex said. Chris looked at Jake, as all three of them got down, and began getting dressed again. They placed the pacifiers in the box, put them away, and shortly after, all left together. Though throughout the day, Chris was looking at them all very, very weirdly.

The five babies sat around the flashlight, in the darkness. “So what happened after that?” Mark asked Jake. “Well, I think the results are a bit obvious” Jake said, looking at Chris, sitting there, wearing a diaper. “Well how did that happen?” Mark asked. “Well, later that night, we did have a talk. I told him about TB/DL, Furry Fandom, and of course incontinence. Eventually, I showed him some web sites, which explained, in an intelligent fashion, what TB/DL, and Furry Fandom is.” Jake explained. “Yeah, and though I didn’t understand it because it wasn’t my thing at the time, I wasn’t going to let a few diapers, and babyish things ruin a stable friendship” Chris explained. “Yeah, and in time on Jake’s 11^th birthday, as all of you sat around in diapers in Jake’s room, I decided to give it a try” Chris explained. Everyone laughed, “Yeah, I remember that” Alex said. “Yeah, I started out as a diaper lover, then started going into a teen baby, but I think that’s all I am, a diaper-boy.” Chris explained. “Yeah…” Jake agreed.

Suddenly, like a miracle, everything around them turned on, like it was magic. Obviously, the electricity is back on again. “Well this is sitcom-corny” Alex said, laughing. “Kind of…but I ain’t complaining.” Jake said, laughing too. Finally, after a few hours, the power finally came back on. “Jake, check the lines!” Chris suggested. “Alright” Jake said. And suddenly, Jake hopped up, and picked up the phone. “Its working” Jake announced, and with that, he dialed his mom’s cell phone number. “Mom! Where are you?” Jake said into the phone.

“I’m sorry Jake! It was supposed to a few minutes, but the roads got so bad I couldn’t see” his mom said into the phone. “How is everything? Is everyone okay?” his mom asked, concerned. “Yeah, we’re alright. The power was out for a bit, but we didn’t really care” Jake told. “Oh my, I’m so sorry honey!” Jake’s mom said. “No, it’s alright. When are you coming home?” Jake asked. “I don’t know if I can come back until the storm clears up, some of the roads are flooded and blocked off by road crews” his mom said. “Well, none of us here want to have to know that you’re driving around in this storm, pull into a hotel” Jake said. “But honey, will you be okay?” Jake’s mom asked. “Mom, we’re good.” Jake reassured. “Okay, I’m going to come back as soon as I can” his mom said. “Okay, just stay off the roads.” Jake said. “Okay…I love you” his mom said. “Love you too, mom” Jake said. And with that, the two hung up. “She can’t come back yet, the roads are too bad. She’s going to pull into a hotel until the roads get better” Jake announced to the room. “Okay, better to know she’s fine in there than on the roads” Chris said. “Yeah” everyone said. “I don’t know about anyone else, but I am tired beyond belief” Alex said. “Yeah, I think we all are” Jake said.

Segment Two – Chapter Thirteen: Moment of Zen

It was now dark again, because they had turned the lights off as everyone slept. All but Jake. Jake sat there, lying in his crib with the bars up. He sat there, once again, laying face up towards the window, examining the rain. Something was keeping him up, but even he didn’t know what that was, probably the thoughts that were passing through his head. Going through four years of his life, really gave him some flashbacks. He was mostly thinking about Monty, and the way he had such a reputation. But suddenly, his thoughts were broken by someone standing up, slowly and silently. Jake looked over, seeing who was still awake. In short time, however, the figure walked towards the crib, close enough to see that it was Mark.

“Hey…” Jake said quietly. “Hey, Jake…” Mark whispered, now looking over Jake. Something was strange about Mark’s face. It looked wet, like he was crying. “Is something wrong?” Jake asked. “Not really…” Mark said. “Come on in here, Mark” Jake said, quietly lowering the bars. “Okay” Mark said, sniffing as quietly as possible. Jake shuffled up against one side to make room for Mark in the crib. Once Mark was in, they quietly raised the bars again. “What’s up Mark?” Jake asked, looking at Mark. Mark silently browsed the room, examining what could be seen through the darkness of the room. “Jake, you don’t know what you got” he said, taking some of the blanket. “What do you mean?” Jake asked softly. “This room, your friends, everything. It’s awesome. I just wish I could have all of this.” Mark said. “Oh…” Jake said. “It’s just so amazing. I’m honestly jealous. Why can’t my parents do this for me? I mean, I don’t want too much, I don’t want a huge room, though it would be nice. I just want some diapers, and some support, in-instead of knowing that my parents don’t accept the person I am” Mark said. “If only they would just humor me” Mark explained, whipping a tear. “Well, I know you’ve asked them…” Jake said. “I tell you what Mark” Jake said. “We are your friends. Anytime you want to talk to me, sure, I’d more than happy to talk. Anytime you want to come over, heck, come on over” Jake said. “Thanks…” Mark said with a smile. “Anytime” Jake said, learning in enough to wipe a tear from Mark’s face, and then doing so. Mark smiled, and looked deeply into Jake’s eyes. And at that same moment, Jake looked deeply into Mark’s wet, glassy eyes. At that moment, there was nothing but the sound of the rain drops. But as Jake was starring at Mark’s eyes, and Mark was looking into Jake’s eyes, Mark slowly closed his eyes, and leaned forward even more. Leaned forward enough, to kiss Jake, just like he did. Mark’s lips softly made contact with Jake’s, and then, he slowly leaned back, looking back into Jake’s eyes again. Jake, now in complete shock, just opened his eyes also, and observed Mark. Mark, now blushing and smirking a bit, sat there and starred back at Jake. Then suddenly, Jake leaned forward again and kissed Mark back…

Segment Three – Chapter Fourteen: Waking Up

Finally, it was dawn. The rain had died down, and the sun had risen. But it wasn’t until about noon that they had finally awoken. Everyone practically got up at the same time, all but Jake and Mark. Chris yawned as he stretched and looked around, noticing Alex and Andrew. “Hey…” Chris said, rubbing his eyes. “Yo…” Andrew said, stretching. Alex yawned for a little while, and stretched. “Hey where’s Mark?” Alex asked. “Dunno…go see if Jake’s awake…” Andrew suggested, checking his diaper. “Wet?” Chris asked as Alex got up. “Yeah” Andrew said, crawling over to his nearby book bag (which was resting on the wall). “Awww!” they heard Alex say. “What?” Andrew and Chris asked, looking back at Alex. “I found Mark” Alex said with a grin. “Quick get the camera!” Alex suggested. “Okay” Andrew said, snagging the nearby camera. Chris slowly approached the crib that Alex was standing at, curious as to what the “Awww!” was about. “Oh my gosh that’s cute” Chris said, once he saw them. Finally, Andrew reached the crib with a running camera. “Shhh” Chris suggested. “Don’t wake them up yet” Alex said. Andrew nodded, and peaked over, and saw what the hubbub was about, and even he had to acknowledge it. “Oh wow…” Andrew said, smiling. Peeking the camera in, he could see Jake and Mark through the scope. Jake and Mark were lying there, cuddling comfortably and contently, both of them sucking on pacifiers. Though it doesn’t sound like too much, it really was a cute sight to see: Jake and his diaper and his pacifier, cuddling with Mark and his sleeper sucking contently on his cute pacifier, too. “Should I wake them up?” Alex asked. “Yeah…get the camera out of here first though” Chris said, laughing. Andrew giggled a bit, and quickly turned the camera off, and put it back where it was original placed. “Psst! Jake!” Chris said with a grin. Automatically, and suddenly, Jake woke up. At first, his vision was blurred. All he could see was the bars from the crib, and faceless figures from his friends. “Yeah, what’s up?” Jake asked, tired. Chris held the grin, more than anyone else. “Have a good time last night?” Chris asked. Jake looked over, now realizing that Mark was next to him, asleep. The sudden smile on his face just came automatic as he remembered what had happened the previous night. “What exactly did you mean by that?” Jake asked, looking back with a smile that practically lit up the room. Suddenly Mark squirmed a bit, and opened his eyes. “Hey what’s *yawn* up?” Mark said, yawning in the middle of his sentence. “Nothing much, how about you?” Alex teased. Mark and Jake laughed. “Not too much…not much at all…” Jake said, laughing. He then removed the blanket that covered the both of them, revealing Jake wearing a wet diaper, and Mark with an unzipped sleeper, showing off his diaper underneath. Jake checked his diaper, which he was used to doing ever since he became incontinent. “Wet” Jake said, lowering the bars on his crib. “Me too” Mark said. “What? How?” Jake asked. “Well I wasn’t a moment or two ago” Mark said with a cheesy grin. The room laughed. Jake and Mark walked out of the crib, and walked towards the diapers and supplies to their right. “I’ll change you” Chris offered to Jake. “Alright” Jake responded. “I’ll change Mark’s diaper” Alex offered. “Hey Andrew, I’ll change you after I’m done” Jake offered. Everyone agreed to their offers.

Jake slowly lay down on the babyish carpet, awaiting Chris to change him. Quickly, Chris returned to Jake with a fresh diaper, and the other necessary things. “So Jake” Chris said with a grin as he untaped the diaper. “…yes?” Jake asked, with a smirk. “About you and Mark…in the crib…clinging onto each other for dear life…” Chris said smiling wider, as he slid the wet diaper out from under him. Jake was now grinning more. “What about it?” Jake asked. Chris took a baby wipe and slid it across Jake’s diaper-area. “Are you two like…you know…” “Asked Mark, he’s the one that kissed me” Jake admitted. Suddenly, Chris jumped from surprise, and squirted baby powder everywhere. “What?!” Chris began to shout, but quickly adjusted his voice. “Well yeah, he couldn’t sleep…so I told him to come on in. We talked for a bit…then he kissed me. So, I kissed him back…then we kind of went to sleep” Jake explained. “I thought you were straight!” Chris whispered. “Bisexual” Jake corrected. “Oh” Chris said, lifting Jake high enough to slide the new diaper under him. Then, he quickly taped the diaper up. “Done” Chris said. “Alright, thanks” Jake said, sitting up. Quickly after Jake’s change, the rest of the room got their changes. “Okay, I’m hungry. Really hungry” Alex said. “Hungry as an animal?” Andrew joked. “That’s RIGHT!” Alex said laughing. “Alright, let’s get some grub” Jake said, escorting everyone down the steps.

Segment Three – Chapter Fifteen: Leaving

It had been about an hour since the five boys woke up, changed and ate their breakfast. Now, the kids sat patiently in Jake’s living room, dressed and ready to go. Each of they’re parents had called, telling them to each get ready. “So, is everyone ready?” Jake’s mom asked, plopping down onto the couch. “I am” everyone said. Everyone sat in the living room, like they had when the day had begun. But something was different. Maybe it was the fact that there were no bottles, no pacifiers, no exposed diapers, and no scent of baby powder. Or, maybe it was the strange silence as everyone waited for their rides home. “So…how’s everyone this morning?” Jake’s mom asked, breaking the silence. “I’m good” everyone said…

Finally, after a few short moments, there was a knock at the door. At the sound of it, Jake’s mom quickly got up and walked towards the door. “Hi! You’re Jake’s mom, right?” they heard. “Yes” she responded. “Hi! I’m Alex’s mom” she introduced. “Hey mom” Alex said, walking towards the door. “Hey Alex!” his mom said, looking at him. “We all ready to go? We’ve got to run to the store real quick” she explained. “Alright” he said. Alex turned around, and faced everyone in the room. “Later guys” he said, waving his hand. “Cya Alex” everyone said. From there, he turned around, and him and his mother quickly left, but suddenly Chris’s mom stood at the door…

After Alex and Chris had left, there was a knock at the door, and of course, Jake’s mom opened it. There stood Mark’s mother and Andrew’s mother, standing at the doorstep. “Hi Mrs. Mayak!” Jake’s mom said. “Hey Ms. Foster” she replied. The two stood there. “Hey mom” Andrew and Mark said, talking to their own separate parents. “Hey” the both said to their sons. “Okay, come on honey” Mark’s mom said to Mark. “Okay mom” he said as he slowly got up, off the couch. “Come on Andrew” Andrew’s mom said. “Alright” he said as he, too, got off the couch. Quickly Andrew and his mom, along with Mark and his mom left through the front door, and finally shut it…

“Just me and you…” Jake’s mom said to Jake, who was sitting on his couch. “Yup…yup it is” Jake admitted. “…want something to drink?” Jake’s mom asked. “Yes…please” he said. “Alright…” she said, and turned around, and went into the kitchen. Just as she turned her back, Jake quickly wiped a minor tear from his eye. Soon, she returned with a bottle of milk. “Thank you” he said as he took it from her hand. He quickly popped the nipple into his mouth. “So what do you have planned for tonight?” she asked. “Nothing at all…I’m probably just going to spend some time by myself. Haven’t had any silence since for like two days” he said, laughing. “Alright, well, I’m going to do some bills…” Jake’s mom said. “Alright” he said as he stood up, and began walking up the steps towards his room…

Segment Three – Chapter Sixteen: Trouble

Jake sat now sat at his computer, like he usually did when he was by himself. The day was growing dark once again; the skies had turned purple in the sun set. When suddenly, the phone rung. Jake quickly turned and picked it up. “Hello?” he asked. “Jake” he heard. “Yeah, Mark?” he asked, recognizing the voice. “Jake…I kind of made a mistake…” Mark said. His voice was weird, like he had been crying yet again. “What’s the matter?” Jake asked, becoming concerned. “I thought about yesterday, a lot. It became too much and I kind of…” Mark said, pausing at the end. “Kind of what?” Jake asked. “…I tried explaining to my parents again about my feelings…” Mark began. “…and?” Jake asked. “I didn’t even ask them to do anything…” Mark continued. “But, one thing lead to another…and eventually…I had to explain everything. You, Chris, Alex, Andrew, your room, everything” Mark said. “…not…EVERYTHING…I hope” Jake said, referring to the kiss. “…oh…no, not that” Mark said. “But, my parents…they don’t want me hanging around with you anymore…as a matter of fact, they don’t even want me talking to you…but I had to tell you this” Mark said. “Mark…” Jake said. “No, Jake…listen, I’ll see you in school tomorrow” Mark said. “Okay” Jake agreed. “…see you later” Mark said. “Later” Jake said. Then, Mark hung up, and then, so did Jake. “Shit…” Jake said to himself.

Segment Three – Chapter Seventeen: Untitled

The next morning was a dark one, the sun was shrouded in more rain clouds. But like any other morning, especially a on a school day, Jake got up from his new crib, quickly changed and got ready for school. Only this time, he had a strange feeling in his gut. A bad one. But it wasn’t until that afternoon, at lunch time, that Jake found trouble.

“Hey Mark” Jake said, sitting down next to Mark. “Hey Jake…” Mark said. “So, what’s up?” he asked. “Well, now is really only the time for us to talk today. I have an appointment today” he said. “An appointment for what?” Jake asked. “…a psychiatrist” Mark explained. “What?!” Jake said in disbelief. “Yeah…they feel that now, I need help” Mark explained. “You do need help” they heard coming from behind them. Instantly Jake winced at the sound of this, ever, so familiar voice. “Go away Monty” Mark said, without even turning around. “Awww…what’s a matter little baby?” Monty said from behind them. “Go away” they heard another familiar voice say. “Fuck you, Andrew” Monty said. “Just leave us alone” Jake said. “How’s your tummy, Baby Jakey?” Monty said. “Go…the FUCK AWAY” Jake said, only this time, yelling it a bit louder, turning around facing Monty. Monty did nothing but laugh as Jake stood up, toe to toe with Monty. Monty was now generously larger than Jake, tall and wide. For a small amount of time, they starred at each other, at each other’s eyes, both filled with pure rage. But suddenly a lunch-lady ran between them. “Stop this, this instant” the lunch-lady said. Still, the two starred at each other. “Sit, now. Now you two settle down, or I will send both of you to the principle!” the lunch-lady said. Jake smirked, and sat down slowly, not taking his eyes off of Monty. Finally, Monty walked away, and sat down in a seat far, far away Jake, Mark, and Andrew. And although Monty was far, Jake still starred at him. Flashbacks of being jumped by him and his gang filled his head, and only enraged Jake more, and more. “Jake, you alright?” Andrew asked. Jake still starred. “Yeah…I’m fucking dandy” Jake said angrily. “Jake…we’re still friends, right?” Mark asked, breaking Jake’s stone-glare at Monty. “Yeah, of course. We’ll just meet here” he said. Soon, though, the bell rang, insinuating that lunchtime was now over, and it was time to go to the next class.

“Now remember class, if zero is being multiplied, no matter what number is multiplying it, the answer is always, always, ALWAYS zero” the teacher explained to the class. Mark sat in the back of the room, daydreaming like always. Suddenly it hit him like a bomb: the need to pee. Quickly he raised his hand. “Yes Mark?” the teacher asked, stopping her lesson. “May I go to the bathroom, please?” he asked politely. “Sure Mark, just be quick” she explained. “Sure” he said, standing up. Quickly he walked by the kids in the desks, out the door and into the long hallways of the school. Eventually, he found and went into the boys-bathroom. After finding the nearest stall, he quickly unzipped and began to ‘let go’ into the toilet. However, a few seconds into his session, he heard someone open the bathroom door. Then suddenly, he heard several people walk in, but didn’t think anything of it. After shaking the last few drops of pee into the toilet, he zipped and turned around, and finally opened the stall door…but it was to his surprise to be greeted by the ever so infamous troupe. “Hey, Monty. I wasn’t aware babies could use the potty!” he heard someone say. Mark instantly winced at the sight of Monty, standing a few feet from him. “Hey there, Baby Markie” he said in a babyish tone. Trying to just ignore them, Mark walked towards the door. “Whoa, where are you going?” someone said, hopping in front of him. “Get out of my way Justin” Mark commanded. However, he instantly felt himself get lifted into the air, and then felt himself slam against a wall. “You aren’t going anywhere” Monty said, holding him against the wall. “What the hell do you want?” Mark asked. “Awww…does Markie have a wet diapey? Did he have an accident? Does he need to be changed?” another kid said, assumingly Adam. “Just saying hi, Markie!” Monty said in a sarcastic tone. “Get your fat hands off me” Mark commanded. “No can DO” Monty said. “I want to tell you something” he said, in a lesser-tone. “Your friend Jake has a big attitude problem. Always does, always did. “Tell him that after school, we’ll be waiting. And he better be ready” Monty said in a dark, cynical tone. “Now run, diaper-boy” Adam said as Monty let go of him. Mark didn’t run or go anywhere, however. “ME tell him? What the hell are you assholes too scared to go tell yourself?” Mark said. “You’ve got a big mouth, and we gave you the chance” Justin said, coming forth. “If you aren’t going to tell him, we’re going to have to show him” Monty said, grabbing a hold of Mark once more. “Come on, Monty. Give me all you’ve got. You’re just a coward, can’t ask for a fight face-to-face, always have to jump people. You chased me into the bathroom to tell me secret messages!” Mark said. Monty just laughed, as he quickly picked Mark up more, and Justin and Adam stepped forth…

Jake sat there in his desk patiently, waiting for the second hand on the clock to reach twelve. And as he just sat there, and acted like he was listening to the teacher ramble on, he endured a strange feeling in his chest. He felt like something was happening, or going to happen…and it didn’t feel good. “I hope Mark will be alright…I should try helping” Jake thought to himself. “Gosh…but what the hell can I do?” he continued as he glanced up at the clock. “BER-RINGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!” he heard, breaking his thoughts. “Okay students, remember to write that report” the teacher said as everyone stood up and began exiting the classroom. Jake mindlessly followed the crowd, out into the locker-room. However, as he was getting his backpack, he was greeted by an expected visitor. “Jake” he heard, in Mark’s voice. He turned around, but was instantly shocked at what he saw. “MARK? WHAT HAPPENED?” he asked, dropping his things and walking towards him. Mark stood there, holding his arm with the other one, as it was bruised. He also had a fat lip, and a small bruise near his mouth. “Jake, listen” Mark tried to explain. “It was MONTY, wasn’t it?!!” Jake asked, furious. “I’ll KILL HIM” he shouted. “Jake, please. Listen, he’s waiting out in the playground for you. There’s hype, kids are waiting to see a fight” Mark explained. “Good! Because I swear, when I’m through with him, I’ll make HIM the one in dia--…I’ll kill him…” Jake said, toning down as he almost screamed something he shouldn’t. And then, without warning Jake turned around, whipping his backpack onto his back, and began walking towards the exit.

For Jake and Mark, it was a long walk to the exit. “Aren’t you forgetting something?” they heard, as they saw three very familiar faces. “Alex! Andrew! Chris!” Mark said as they walked in front of them. Jake stopped as they stood before him. “Come on Jake, let’s go get them” Andrew said. “No…I want to fight them. I want to fight all three of them, by myself. I’ll leave you to finish them off…” Jake said, and with that, he continued walking forward, and outside of the school. “Jake can’t handle all three of them” Mark said. Andrew nodded a silent no. “No, I think he can” he said. “What makes you say that?” Alex asked. “Trust me” Andrew said. “And besides…he said he took some form of…self…defense…” Chris said, slowing down. The three got grins, and instantly went running outside, to join Jake in this show-down…

Jake now stood on the playground, surrounded by people. Mostly teenagers, surrounded Jake, Monty, Adam, and Justin, as they all stood in the pouring rain, waiting for one of them to make a move. “Come at me” Jake shouted to Monty. “Your call” Monty said as him and his friends approached Jake, who wasn’t intimidated in the least. Suddenly Monty began running full-speed towards Jake, like when they first fought. Only this was different…because as Monty swung hard at Jake, Jake didn’t even move. All he did, was step to the side, grabbed Monty’s wrist, and swung it over his own head, now standing behind him. Then, he quickly walked towards Monty, bending Monty’s arm wrong, causing him to fall onto the ground. But Jake let go, as he didn’t have any intention of breaking his shoulder…yet. Next he had to deal with Adam and Justin. “Did he just do…an Aikido move?” Chris asked. “I don’t know, what is it?” Alex asked. “A form of martial art that uses the attacker’s own body and momentum against them, to throw them and pin them” Chris explained. “Seems about right” Alex said, looking back at Jake. Jake now stood in front of Adam. Justin was now lying on his back on the cement like Monty. Jake launched two arms at Adam’s stomach. Quickly, however, Adam grabbed both of his arms at the wrists, just stopping them from hitting his stomach. Jake smiled and laughed. Suddenly, he launched his right arm down, towards the ground, while at the same time he launched his left arm a few times in different directions, until his hand was curled strangely by his head. Then Jake laughed. “Should have let me hit you” he said. Adam quickly realized that he was totally helpless, and off balance. Jake then walked around Adam, while still holding him, towards his right arm. Instantly Adam fell back, hard onto the concrete. Jake looked down at Adam as he fell, hitting his head on a ground a bit. Jake then looked down at Adam’s stomach and groin, then, immediately kicked him in the groin, and then, kicked him in the stomach. Adam squealed in pain as Jake continued to kick him hard. But Jake eventually stopped, and turned around to face Monty and Justin, back on their feet. “Guys…I’m…out…” Adam said, breathing deep as he crawled away on the wet concrete. Jake, Monty and Justin both starred at each other, eye-eye. But instantly, Justin charged at him vigorously. Still, Jake didn’t flinch. Justin launched a punch towards Jake’s face as hard as he could. However, Jake’s moves were too much. Jake took his left hand, and snagged Justin’s wrist, and pulled it away from the two of them. Then he ran two steps, making him lose balance. But just as Justin began to fall from the sudden change in momentum, Jake used his free hand, and launched up at Justin’s nose (like an upper cut). Justin yelled in pain as he fell to the ground with an instant nose-bleed from Jake’s punch. Jake wasn’t finished though. As Justin rolled around in pain, holding his nose, Jake quick kicked him, too in the groin. “Get out of my way” he said to Justin as he stepped over him towards Monty. With Adam and Justin out of the way, and Jake hardly breaking a sweat, it was show time for Monty. And Monty, looked slightly intimidated. “Come at me” Jake commanded. Jake now had quite an audience, but no one expected what was soon to come. Monty thought for a moment, but of course, ran right towards him, ready to punch. Once in the distance, Monty quickly launched a punch towards’ Jake’s heart. But Jake snagged his hand, like always. He snagged his wrist; side stepped, and launched a leg up, towards Monty’s chins. Obviously, Monty practically ran into Jake’s kick. Not only did this hurt a bunch (because getting sweeped hurts your legs) it also sent Monty airborne, from tripping him. With Monty in the air, and a hold of his entire arm, Jake could practically guide him where to go. But Jake let him fall to the ground. Monty flumped to the ground, landing on his stomach. Jake smirked as he continued to hold Monty’s arm, and step towards Monty, bringing his already-twisted arm, over his head. Monty was now pinned, and the more he moved, the more Jake was bringing his shoulder behind him. “Monty that was lethal” Jake said. “Get off me!” Monty squealed. “First, you are to apologize to these people, my friends, Me, and Mark” Jake commanded. “Say your sorry for making these kids waist their time” he said. “No!” Monty said. Jake laughed, and stepped a bit more, bringing Monty’s shoulder further behind his back and above his head. Monty screamed in pain as he felt his shoulder being practically ripped from the socket. “I’m sorry!” he screamed. “For what?” Jake asked. “For wasting these people’s time!” he yelled. “…and?” Jake asked, stepping just a bit closer. “I’m sorry to you for…” “Jumping me and my friends” he said. “..for jumping you and Andrew and Chris!” Monty yelled. “Good. Now, you’re sorry to Mark for everything” he said. “What?” Monty asked. Jake simply stepped forward again. “One more step, and your shoulder will tear. I can feel the tension, and I’m sure you can feel the pain. A couple of months in a cast and a few hours in the hospital isn’t worth it, just say it” Jake explained. “I am sorry Mark, for doing everything I have ever done!” “Which is?” “…calling you names…and beating you up!” Monty yelled. “Good. See, wasn’t that hard, now was it?” Jake asked sarcastically, stepping back and releasing Monty’s arm. Monty screamed as his arm shot back into the correct position. “Okay people, nothing left to see” Jake yelled, turning around, facing his back towards Monty. Suddenly, he felt something. Something he, Alex, Andrew, Chris, Mark, Adam, Justin or anyone else didn’t expect. Jake felt his pants, slide quickly down to his ankles, and watched the faces of too many teenagers turn to shock and disbelief. Suddenly, Monty quickly whipped Jake’s pants down from on the ground, bringing his diaper to full exposure, his baby-print diaper, at that. Suddenly, the so many people that were routing for him suddenly began laughing hysterically at him. Monty, for one, began laughing the hardest. Alex, Andrew, Chris, and Mark all stood in disbelief in shock, and instantly ran towards him. Jake stood there in the middle, with his baby-print diaper clear for all to see, in shock and disbelief. It actually took him a few moments until he realized exactly what happened. It wasn’t until Alex, Andrew, Chris and Mark came to him, that he finally realized it all. “You IDIOT” Jake said, turning around. Monty was now laughing hysterically, to the point that he couldn’t stop laughing to breath. “He’s…he’s…he’s WET TOO!” Monty screamed to everyone. “You…I’ll BREAK YOUR ARM!” Jake screamed. And with that, he launched down, grabbed Monty’s arm, and flipped him back onto his back.

Segment Three – Chapter Eighteen: Blind Fury, Blinding Humiliation

Jake now sat in his room, inside of his crib, starring up at the sky through the roof’s window. This time, it was he who was crying. Tears rolled down his face rapidly as he recapped the whole day through his mind. He was taken by surprise, and in return, he dislocated Monty’s entire shoulder.

“Holy SHIT…” Andrew yelled as he stood by Alex, Chris and Mark, who all just heard what they had hoped they weren’t going to. The faint POP sound that happened as Jake brought Monty’s arm to the ground, and Monty screaming as his arm was torn from the socket. Jake let go of his arm, and stepped by him, staring down at him. Jake didn’t even pull his pants back up yet. If anything, he forgot to as he was blinded by the fury and humiliation. The only thing that reminded him was the rain, dripping on his naked legs. He looked around at the crowd. No one was laughing, or smiling anymore. They were all silent. Jake looked at each and every one of them, until he finally pulled up his pants. “If I hear one MORE laugh, I swear I will do to you, what I just did to Monty” he announced. “You know why?” he yelled. “Because there isn’t ANYTHING that is funny here: incontinence isn’t funny. Not when you had no control over the situation since before you were born.” he yelled. Suddenly, the circle was broken. “Mark?!” they heard. “Mom?!” Mark yelled.

Suddenly Jake’s remembrance was broken by the sound of the door opening, and footsteps coming up the steps. Finally, a familiar person stood in the doorway. “Jake” he heard, coming from his mother’s voice. “How is his arm?” he asked, sniffing. “His shoulder was dislocated, and there was some muscle tearing from the sudden stretch” she explained. “Doctors said in a week or two he’ll be able to move it…but it’ll be a month or two until he can use it fully” she finished. “Too bad…he deserves worse” he said angrily. “No, Jake, he doesn’t” his mother said, walking towards the crib. “Listen, Jake…what Monty did, and has done, is wrong. But you can’t solve your problems with violence” she said. “Mom! The three pricks jumped Mark in the bathroom!” he said. “Jake…that’s one thing. It was self-defense. But dislocating his shoulder wasn’t called for –“ “Neither was pulling down my pants for the world to see” he interrupted. His mother sighed. “I understand what you could be feeling right now. You’re embarrassed, mad, and confused. But, you can’t feel this way forever. You’re going to have to leave and go back to school tomorrow. Eventually, you’re going to face those people. And you know what? If they are too stupid to understand that you have a prob-“ she tried explaining, but was quickly interrupted. “They’ll have a problem understanding the baby diaper. How am I going to explain them that?” Jake asked. She was silent shortly. “See? That’s the problem here” he said. “Jake, like I said. You’re going back there eventually. And besides, whatever happened to the old ‘I don’t care about anything, or what anyone thinks’ motto you used to say?” his mom asked. Jake was silent. “I’d like to go to sleep now” he said, turning away from his mom. “Okay…well…good night…” she said. She turned around, and exited the room, and quietly shut the door. “Yeah…I still have Mark to help…” he whispered to himself.

“Mom?!” Mark yelled. “Mark, what happened to you?” she asked, looking at his busted lip and bruised arm. “It was Monty…Jake…he was…protecting me…and uh…stopped Monty from beating me to a pulp!” Mark yelled, faking the story. “Don’t lie to me, I saw and watched the whole thing” she snarled. “But, I don’t think I am in good shape to go to the psychiatrist” Mark said. She looked at Jake silently, snarling. “Your right…come on” she said, dragging Mark away from the crowd…

Suddenly Jake burst into tears, once again. The thought of Mark made him cry. He wanted to help, but he felt so useless and helpless. Looking up at the rain only made it worse as he was watched upon by gray clouds. He looked around with his burning bloodshot eyes, and all he could see was a teddy bear at the opposite side of the crib. He looked over, grabbed it, and held it tight as he slowly went to sleep…

Segment Three – Chapter Nineteen: Facing the Demons

It was now morning. The sun had risen by the time Jake woke up, still holding the teddy bear tight. As he woke up, the first the he saw was the sun. Not clouds, not rain, not darkness. He saw the sun, and blue skies. Sitting up now, he instantly felt that his diaper was wet, very wet. He yawned, and looked around. Suddenly there was footsteps coming up the staircase, and finally, his mother appeared back into the doorway. “I’m sorry, did I wake you with the door?” she asked. “I guess…” he said. “How was your sleep?” she asked. “It was good…” he said. “Good…” she said. There was another silence. “How are you feeling?” she asked. “I feel good…” he said quickly. “Good…just hope you’ll feel good after hearing this. I received a phone call from the school…you’re suspended for a week” she explained. “Sounds good to me…” he said. “I have got to do something…I think I’ll take a walk” he said. “Okay…but not now…it’s too early. First, I think you need a change” she said. “Okay” he said. “Just lay there, I’ll change you in your crib” she said. “Okay” he said, lying back down. Between the bars he could see her walk to the shelves, and walk back with the usual. Grasping the teddy bear, Jake lay there patiently as he felt his mother tug the tapes, letting the front of his diaper fall. Then, he smirked as he felt his mother’s gentle touch as she wiped his diaper area thoroughly. Finally, she lifted his legs into the air to wipe his butt, and to powder it. She sprinkled some powder onto his cheeks, and thoroughly rubbed it around his area, until she finally let him back down. She then applied another small squirt of baby powder, and applied it around his front-area. Then, she lifted his legs just a bit to put the new diaper under him. Finally, she took the front of the new diaper, and folded it over him, then taped it tight. “Done” she said with a smile. “Thanks” he said, smiling back. From there, she lowered the bars of the crib and let him out. He stood up, and walked towards the dresser. He opened it, but inside this one, there weren’t any baby clothes, just the usual ‘normal’ clothes. He put on some pants, then a shirt. Then his socks and shoes. “Is it still too early?” he asked. His mom looked up at a clock hanging over his computer desk. “12:45PM, nope, we’re good” she said with a smile. “Okay” he said.

From there, Jake went into the kitchen and had his breakfast. But he ate it fast from excitement. When he finally made it to the door, he was stopped by his mother. “Say, where are you going, just to be sure?” “Mark’s house…I want to get there before he gets home so I can talk to his parents” he said, smiling. “Thought so” she said. He grinned, turned around, and opened the door. Instantly greeted by sunlight, he stepped outside of his house. So with a smile on his face, he shut the door to his house, and walked for Mark’s house.

The End!