Pampers Evolution Spinoffs: Terence's Story

Summary: The next part in the original and best Pampers Evolution saga. 
Accept no substitutes and rip-offs!

PES: TERENCE'S STORY

	There had been a time when I would not even have considered 
telling anyone I liked and wore nappies. I would never have dreamed of 
wearing one to school. But that time has swiftly changed with the 
introduction of the new Pampers nappies. Now it was infinitely more 
common to find a person who wouldn't consider NOT wearing them.

	Being a prefect at school nowadays meant that changing students' 
nappies formed part of my responsibilities. Each prefect was given a 
shift every week in the main changing rooms, either during lunch and 
breaks in big groups or during lesson times by yourself.

	One week about half way through the term, I had been given my 
favorite shift of all - the one that encompassed the rugby practice of 
my year's team. That basically meant I got to change the nappies of 
every cute guy in the year!

	They all removed their school uniforms and walked up to my 
station, one by one. With every one, I untaped their used nappy, and 
pulled it off, using it to cup up shit, if it was there. Then I cleaned 
them up, using a wipe to rub them all over, starting with their abs, 
then working down to the parts of their legs covered by the nappy, and 
finishing off cleaning their genitals, before asking them to turn over 
to clean their butt. It was best if they hadn't had a shit, but either 
way, rubbing their cheeks all over with nothing but a thin moist wipe 
between my hand and their ass. Finally, they turned back over and I 
stretched a Pampers Active Fit over them, waiting only an hour before 
they would return.

	They would come back after their practice, strip off their kit, 
and I would have to remove their nappies while they stood, piling them 
up in a bucket while they walked in to the showers. While I went over 
to the changing station to safely dispose of the used Active Fits, I 
couldn't help stealing glances at them in the shower. The water glanced 
off their toned bodies, highlighting them. Most would come out of the 
showers still wet, and I would put their nappies back on.

	What I enjoyed most about this whole thing was when Simon would 
come out of the shower. He walked over to the changing station, butt 
naked, and would simply lie down. None of them really had a 
conversation with me, but I didn't mind. I took out a dry wipe, and 
toweled him off with it, rubbing away at his nappy area. Again, it was 
his butt that I enjoyed most. It was a big and squashy, but he wasn't 
fat; he was probably the fittest of all of them. I massaged his cheeks 
until they were dry, and then some. Finally, I turned him over, and 
took out a Teen Dry in his size. I slid it under him, which was my 
favorite part of the change, because by hand actually made contact with 
the flesh of his ass. It was all I could do not to cum in my own nappy. 
Finally, I tugged at the nappy and folded it over Simon's crotch, took 
the tapes and secured it.

	What was especially different about changing Simon, apart from 
how cute he was, was that after the change, he would smile, nod and 
say, 'Thanks.' Every time he did, I fell for him over again.

*****

	I had never changed Simon's nappy outside one of his training 
sessions. But one day, I had just finished up changing a friend's nappy 
in one of the private rooms when Simon walked in.

	"Would you mind changing me?" he asked. I was so nervous. I 
wondered if I was supposed to say no, would it be inappropriate? But if 
I said no, he would think something was up.

	"Yeah, of course," I said. He pulled off his trousers and jumped 
straight on the table. I untaped his nappy, and saw his penis was hard. 
That was weird... it never happened before. I mean, it happened all the 
time, but never with Simon. Did it mean anything? No... no of course 
not. I got on with the job as professionally as I could, but couldn't 
avoid getting excited about it.

	Finally, I put a new nappy on him, not sure if I was glad or sad 
it was over. But it was over. "Do you want a change?" he asked. I had 
wet myself, but I thought it might be embarrassing. Despite all the 
good reasons not to do it, my mouth said, "Yeah, if you don't mind."

	Stupidly I hesitated. He had to prompt me to remove my trousers 
and get up on the table. When I finally did, I felt my cock getting 
ever harder as he removed every tape, and unfolded the nappy to reveal 
the hard on. I was mortified to have my biggest crush see me with a 
hard on. But he didn't seem to care. He got a wipe and cleaned me off. 
I loved him rubbing at my buttocks, and it was all I could bare when he 
wiped over my cock.

	It took me a while to notice that he had spent a while on my 
cock. In fact, the wipe was gone. Now he was just rubbing it. Oh wow!

	He kept rubbing, stimulating me even more. I was loving it, 
living in the moment. It didn't take long for me to climax. He milked 
it out in to the nappy, until it was gone. Then he reached down to kiss 
me.

	"I have liked you for so long. Probably longer than you've liked 
me, and I know you have."

	"You're right," I said, happily. "I've liked you for years." He 
smiled at me. We shared the moment for a second longer before he 
finished the nappy change and we left, boyfriends in nappies.