The Sleepover For A Change By Fakename The day was warm and sunny. Mike looked out the window, and got an idea. He was a short, slim built teenaged 15. His parents were going on a trip to see one of his brothers out of state, so he was going to have a sleepover. He picked up the phone, and called his friend Matt. "Hey Matt, do you wanna come over for a sleepover for the weekend?" he asked the low voice on the end of the phone. "Sure, why not? I got nothing to do. I'll bring over some games to play." Matt replied. Matt was built the same as Mike. He was skinny and small. He was also 14. He liked to do sleepovers with Mike, because they were good friends and they did crazy stuff. Matt knew that Mike was a TB, and was ok. He wouldn't join in the diapering, though. He wouldn't change him either. He hung up the phone, and went to tell his mom that he was going to Mike's house. He packed his bag with some games and clothes, and he went about his usual daily things. When Friday, the day of the sleepover, came, he took his stuff and walked to Mike's house. It was much cooler than the other day, and he was a bit cold. He walked into mikes house, and called up to him. "Are you there, Mike? Can I come up?" he called. It was tradition after he came up and Mike was changing himself. He was still naked, and had a boner. "Come on up, the fire is started," Mike replied. He had a small gas fireplace in his room. "Do you want to start with some truth or dare?" Mike asked. It was his favorite game. "You go first." "Same as always, dare" Matt replied. He always did dare, because he had nothing to do for truth. "Ok, now turn around, and do everything I tell you" Mike said. Matt did as he was told, and turned around. He felt a blindfold go over his eyes. He then felt Matt taking his shirt off. He had a rule with Mike that there was no gay activity, so he didn't care what happened. "Pull off your pants" Matt did as he was told. He felt his underwear come off, too. He then felt a rubber object go into his mouth. "Drink" he heard Mike say. He did, it was milk. He didn't need to guess what was in his mouth, a baby bottle. He drank it. "Now kneel down, with your head between your legs" he did as he was told. He felt like a small ball. "Do not react to anything. I am following the RULE" the RULE was the no gay rule. He felt something go into his butt-hole. He winced, and took the pain. He felt warm liquid gush through his butt. "Now lie on your back" he heard. He did so, and felt his legs get pulled up. He kept sucking on the bottle, which seemed to have no end. He felt a cushion being put under his butt, and then his legs were put back down. He had his blindfold removed, and he sat up. He saw himself in a diaper. "Man, you know I won't do this" he said as he reached for the tabs. He then noticed Mike holding something. He looked at it, and saw 2 pictures. One was him smoking weed, they did it together once and a while, the other was him in the diaper he had on now. "That's low" he muttered as he got up. "Now you have to do the same to me," Mike said. He showed Matt all the stuff, minus the blindfold. He proceeded to give him the bottle, give him the enema (that's what the butt thing was), and diaper him. "Here are the rules for tonight. Look at your diaper. The wetness indicator has numbers all over it. The numbers are numbers of minutes. You have to hold the stuff in you for that long. The less you hold, the higher up it is. If you hold it for 5 minutes, you need to put much more in than if you hold it for the full 60. If you get under 10, you have to take a bottle with anything in it. Less than 5 and you have to wear them for the rest of the night. The same rules apply to me" he finished. Another bottle was handed to him. "Bottoms up" he said, and started sucking on his own. Matt did the same. They drank bottles, and played games all night. After 15 minutes, Matt felt his crotch feel wet. He saw the wetness indicator filling up. He turned around, and saw the other indicator filling up, too. He saw a brown spot appear on his butt. "Looks like someone is a little wet. Have this" he handed him a bottle. He drank it, then realized it was formula. He spat it out. "No fucking way" he answered "Yes fucking way" Mike replied, and took him into the other room. He blindfolded him, and took him into the room. "lie down" Mike said. He followed, and felt his hands and legs get restrained. His blindfold was removed, and saw himself tied to Mike's mom's bed. "Now you will drink" and he put the nipple into Mike's mouth. He forced the stuff down his throat, and then removed it. He felt a little prick in each of his arms and legs, and then his head started spinning. "I told you to do something, and you disobeyed. Now you will face the 5-minute punishment" Mike said. Mike untied Matt's legs, and Matt tried to get up. He lifted himself and stood, only to fall flat on his face. "Let me explain. You have limited use of your legs, and you are much weaker. You can still comprehend everything I say. Let's get you dressed" Mike said. He picked up a hooded, footed sleeper from the corner, and put it on Matt. He closed it up all the way, and there was a little click. There were mittens sewn onto the ends, and there was a snap-crotch opening for changing. A pacifier was put into his mouth, and was clicked onto the sides of the hood. He was picked up, with a little effort, both were quite strong for their size, and he was carried to the kitchen. He was put into the highchair, and was facing the TV, which had Barney on. He started squirming, but couldn't produce more than a wiggle. He hated Barney. The pacifier was removed, and replaced with another bottle of formula, which was also snapped to the hood. He was then carried downstairs, and was taken into a dark room. He finished the bottle, had the pacifier put back in his mouth, and was placed in a crib. The top of the crib was closed, and a baby monitor was placed near the crib. The door closed, and Matt fell asleep. Matt woke up to a diaper change, and noticed it was morning. He looked at the old diaper, and noticed that the wetness indicators were both filled up to the top. He looked at the new one on him, and noticed that it was a pampers size 6, with the disappearing stars, and was doubled with another one and another one. He also noticed that he was no longer wearing the sleeper, but a tee shirt with a hood. The hood also had snaps, which an empty bottle was snapped to. He sat up, and fell over from the blood rush. He stood up, and met the same fate as before. He had his face on a bed, and his legs were sprawled across the end. He felt his legs get picked up, and had a clear pair of plastic pants put on him. The plastic pants snapped to the shirt, and he was picked up and brought upstairs. He was given another bottle, and was placed in a walker. He started bouncing up and down in it, and started to enjoy himself. He didn't notice either the time fly, or that he had wet himself again. He just kept bouncing around. He looked up, and saw Mike in the same apparel as himself, minus the snaps on the plastic pants, and the hood on the shirt. He was smiling, and held up a video camera. He showed parts of each part of the night, and a lot of the walker section. Mike's face went red, and he shat himself. He noticed the smell, and waved his arms to ask for a change. Mike smiled, and changed him. He locked him back into his plastic pants, and put the camera in a safe in his room. He closed it, and spun the dial. "You have one of 2 options. You can do whatever you want to me, or we can both be babies for the day. There are 2 things I should add. I still need to change you, and that I will give you the camera to erase tomorrow morning." Mike said. Matt thought about it, and decided on one thing. He changed Mike, and gave him the same injections. He gave him a bottle with laxatives and diuretics, and did the same thing he did to him to Mike. He cut out the sleeping part, and made him do many things. They went swimming in his pool out back in Little Swimmers (Mike had a stash) while Mike was floating in a little hoop with a duck on it, in just his swimmers. Matt also played a mean trick on Mike. He gave him a bottle with a sleeping pill and the usual, and put him into a baby carriage. He put on normal clothes and timed it right, so they would go outside and Mike fell asleep. He waited for Mike to mess and piss himself, then went swimming, with Mike still asleep in the carriage. He awoke to himself in a stroller and a very used diaper, and Matt swimming. He was so scared that he had been taken out for a walk, that he started to cry. Matt came up to him, picked him up, and took him inside. He gave him a bottle, burped him, and tried to quiet him down, telling him that he actually leave the property, or go into the front lawn. Mike quieted down, and was changed. They went swimming some more, gave Mike a nap, and there were many messy diapers. Finally, the injections wore off, and they talked about the day. They both agreed that it was fun to go around in the walker, and they both put on locking plastic pants, gave themselves enemas, took spiked bottles, and had a bumper fight in the walkers, but slightly adjusted to that they could only just touch the ground. The keys for the walkers were put onto the opposite side of the room, and the objective was to either get your key, or knock the other person over. They did this for a long time, and they fed each other mac and cheese. Finally, they diapered each other, gave each other a sleeping pill and a small amount of the shots, and they both fell asleep in the crib. The rule was that the key for their diapers was put up above their reach while the injections lasted, so the first one up in the morning would change into a pull-up and wake the other one up, and put them into a pull-up. The pull ups were in case they lost a bit of control because of the weekend. They erased the tape, and each had a small accident during lunch, but no more for the rest of the day. From that day on, matt joined Mike in his diaper games, and they became better friends.