Bryce's Desires

Summary: The story Bryce's Desires is about an 14 year old named Bryce 
with a desire to wear diapers. However, he gets more then he bargin 
for.

	Bryce is a normal fourteen year old boy, except for the fact that 
he loves to wear diapers. It was the middle of summer and school wasn't 
going to start until January. It was when his aunt came over to stay 
the weekend with her four year old son, who is in diapers. While her 
son was outside and her and my mom were in the kitchen I took a diaper 
out of her son's diaper bag and took it to my room. I shut the door and 
tried the diaper on and it didn't fit. So I pull my boxers on over it 
and stayed in my room. When it was dinner I came down to eat, I forgot 
I had the diaper on, too. Well, no one noticed and we all ate. After 
dinner my aunt went to get a diaper from the bag for her son and 
noticed that it was open.
	"Bryce!" my mom yelled. I came down without taking the diaper 
off, again forgetting about it. My mom asked me if I had been in the 
bag. I said no. My mom said to drop my pants. I did, and she saw the 
diaper.
	"Take that diaper off right now, Bryce!" I did and she told me 
not to go back in the bag or else. That night I sneaked downstairs and 
pulled a diaper out of the bag. When I went to put it on I had a huge 
erection. It felt so good. I heard someone coming and I got back to my 
room just in time. It was my mom. She went down to see what the noise 
was and she saw the open bag. She came up to my room and pulled my 
boxers off and saw the diaper.
	"Take that damn diaper off, Bryce! We'll talk about this in the 
morning."
	In the morning I got up to see my mom in my room waiting to talk.
	"About last night, you remember what I said if you went into the 
bag again?" I said, "yes."
	"You're punished. Now get dressed and do something. I got to get 
to work."
	My mom took the diaper bag to the car with my aunt who was 
leaving for home. My mom left for work. I sat around doing nothing and 
waited to find out what my punishment was. When my mom got home she 
took the bag a bag of stuff to her room and waited for me to bring the 
rest in. When I got to her room she told me that my punishment would be 
one year in diapers. One month would be added for any misbehavior. She 
told me to take my pants and boxers off and lie on the bed. She 
diapered me and sentenced me out in the front yard with only a diaper 
and a shirt and no pants. Meanwhile, she was in my room getting all my 
boxers and underwear to give away. She took my pants away until school 
started. When it was time to come in I said I didn't want to and she 
added a month. I said no again two more times and she added two more 
months. "That makes one year and two months," she said as I came in. 
"Go take your shower and go to your room."
	In my room mom was sitting on my bed with a diaper and a footed 
sleeper. She told me to lay down and let her diaper me. I did and then 
she put the sleeper on me and took me down stairs to get ready to go 
out to eat. I said I wasn't hungry and she added another month. She 
packed a bag with diapers, baby food, a bottle, and a bib. When we got 
to the place to eat she asked the manager if they had a highchair big 
enough for me, they said no. Well, she sat me in a chair put the bib on 
me and gave me my bottle while she ate and then she fed me baby food. 
From then on she had me in diapers even after school started and she 
also ended up adding nine more months to the punishment for misbehaving 
ever so often, so I would be in diapers for two or more years.