Title: Diapered Friends
Name: Ben
Email: Not shown
Gender: Male
Current Age: 14
Posting Date: 02/21/10
Story Contents:
A- Post-toddler (4-8)*R- Sisters, other girls*
B- Pre-teen (9-12)*S- Babysitters 
C- Teen (13-17)T- Masturbation
D- Adult (18+) U- Sexual situations 
E- Cloth diapers*V- Gay 
F- Disposable diapersW- Erections
G- PeeX- Bedwetting
H- Poop*Y- Accidents
I- Exposed diapers/pantslessness*Z- Punishment/Diaper Discipline 
J- Multiple diapers*1- Female Domination*
K- White diapers*2- Enemas 
L- Mother3- Restraints 
M- Father 4- Crying
N- Aunt 5- Spanking 
O- Uncle 6- Humiliation
P- Brothers (diapered)7- Babying
Q- Brothers (not diapered) 8- Regression
  9- Baby paraphernalia
*Denotes Deekerian story elements
Summary: This story is about a boy and his friend who are diapered by their mothers.

WARNING: THIS STORY HAS SOME INAPPROPRIATE CONTENT.

Deekerian Score (20 is max.) [?]: 20 (100%)

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock blaring its familiar, yet 
annoying, BEEP BEEP BEEP. I reached over to slam my fist onto the 
snooze button when I felt a weird feeling, cold, wet� oh crap! My 
diaper leaked!

I jumped out of bed and striped off my sleep pants, plastic pants, and 
multiple layers of cloth, that failed as my diaper, and shoved it all 
in my closet on top of the other soiled items. I then jumped in the 
shower and got dressed. As I was walking down the hall buttoning the 
last button on my shirt I heard my little brother, Colin bawling. I 
walked in to see what was wrong and he was standing in the middle of 
his room, his footed pajamas soaked around the crotch.

 �I�m guessing you get your bed. Right, Colin?� I said in a big-brother 
kind of way. In between sobs he muttered �Yeah, I...I...I�m 
so...so...sorry.� �Its cool little bro. Il help you clean up.� Colin 
just nodded and started to take off his pajamas. I took his Spiderman 
bedding, brought it into the laundry room, and put it in the washing 
machine. As I was walking back to Colin�s room I yelled to my mom �Mom, 
Colin wet his bed, but I�m helping Colin clean it up.� My mom gave a 
short thank you and continued to do her morning routine.

After helping Colin clean up the rest of his accident I started eating 
my breakfast when I remembered that Taylor had invited to his house for 
a sleep over. I asked my mom if I could go over �Sure honey just go 
pack and make sure you have your cell phone on.� �Ok mom I will.� I 
walked into my room to pack my things when my phone rang. I took out my 
cell and checked the caller. It was Taylor so I answered it still using 
my other hand to pack.

�Hey man. What�s up?�

�Just wanted to make sure you didn�t forget about the sleep over.�

�No, I�m packing right now.�

�Ok and don�t worry about the bedwetting I�ve got a surprise for you.�

With that he hung up I finished my packing and loaded my bag into my 
mom�s car still wondering what Taylors surprise might be.

LATER THAT DAY

�Hey man.� Taylor said as I loaded my back pack with my gym clothes 
into my back pack so I can wash them over the week end. �Hey man. I�m 
almost ready.� That�s when I heard the voice that I just makes my blood 
boil. �Hey Taylor you want to fight or get your body guard Ben do it 
for you.� I turned just in time to see Jaime punch Taylor in the cheek. 
�Hey asshole! You wanna pick a fight pick it with me!� I yelled with 
rage. �No I think I�m going to pick on this little wimp.� He replied 
with a smirk on his face still with a bandage covering his nose from 
yesterday. �You put him down or I swear to god I�m going to kill you.� 
�Fine,� he said as he threw Taylor down onto the ground. �But this 
isn�t finished.� I went over to Taylor and asked in the nicest voice I 
could manage with how pissed I was �Are you ok Taylor?� �Yeah I�m fin�� 
he managed to mutter as he passed out. �Oh man.� I said as I put 
Taylor�s bag onto my back. I then got Taylor up so he was on my side 
his arm around my shoulder.

When I got to Taylor�s mom�s car she was out helping me lift Taylor 
into the car. �What happened?� She said, the worry in her voice 
bringing a tear to my eye. �School bully but it�s going to be settled 
later.� I said but Taylor�s mom, Michelle, didn�t hear me for she was 
far too busy helping her son.

When we got to Taylor�s house I brought Taylor into his room and put 
him on his bed. As I was going to get Taylor�s bag and mine from the 
car. �Ben?� I stood up straight from surprise.

�Yeah man?�

�What happened�

�Jaime punched you in the face, knocked you out.�

�I feel like I got hit by a train. How did I get to my room?�

�Your mom and I took your from school to here.�

�Thanks man you�re always there for me.�

With that he fell asleep. I walked out of Taylor�s room and into the 
kitchen where his mom was getting out some pain medication for Taylor. 
�He is sleeping. He woke up long enough to ask me what happened.� �Ok 
what are you going to be doing until he wakes up?� �Il just do a little 
of my home work and read a little.�

LATER THAT EVENING

�What�s going on.� I suddenly heard. I put my book down on Taylor�s 
desk and went over to him. �Man you need to rest.� As he sat up I 
handed him some Tylenol that had been on his nightstand for the last 
couple hours. He took them from my hand and took the glass of water 
next to wear the pills were laying. �Thanks Ben. You wanna go watch 
some TV or something.� �Sure man.�

LATER THAT NIGHT

�Ok Ben I think it�s time for me to give you your surprise.� �Ok.� I 
said excitedly. Taylor went into his room and came out wearing his 
pajamas and holding what looked like a diaper. �What�s this I said as 
he handed me the diaper. �It�s a Goodnite.� He said. �Go try it on.� 
Taylor suggested. �Ok.� I got off the couch and went into Taylor�s 
room. I got out my pajamas I packed for the night, a pair of red sleep 
pants and a red tee shirt. I pulled off my jeans and took off my shirt 
leaving me in just my white Hanes briefs and a pair of white athletic 
socks. I then pulled my briefs down to my ankles and stepped out of 
them. I then pulled up my Goodnite and put on the rest of my pajamas.

�So how they feel?� Taylor asked as I walked into the living room. 
�They fit well.� I responded. I sat down on the couch and we watched TV 
for another hour or so before Taylor�s mom told us to go to bed. We 
both replied with a disappointed �Ok.� When we got into Taylor�s room 
Taylor took his sweat pants off leaving him in just his Goodnite and a 
tee shirt. I decided to do the same and we both went to sleep.

I had a dream I thought I had quit having years ago, the dream about 
when the man come to our house and told me and told my mom and me that 
my dad was dead. My dad was a Special Forces officer who had died in 
battle. I had only known my dad until I was 9 but I still learned a lot 
from him.

I woke up with a feeling that was different then what I had ever felt. 
I had wet my Goodnite. I told Taylor about this and he said that he 
thought it would be better than a cold wet bed. I agreed with this 
fully. It was noon by the time Taylor and I woke up so my mom came 
soon. As we were riding home my mom asked me a question that I hoped I 
would never hear, �Did you wet the bed?� I realized I was caught so I 
just admitted it. �Well honey I�m going to have to make you wear 
diapers at night until you stop. Colin will be diapered at night as 
well. �Ok mom.� She then added something that horrified me �You will 
also be wearing diapers to school for not telling me.� �But mom!� I 
protested but she was not was going to make me wear a diaper to school.

MONDAY MORNING

�Bye mom.� I said sadly as her car drove away. I walked into school 
hoping no one would notice the Goodnite under my jeans. Taylor greeted 
me as usual and I filled him in on my punishment.

LATER THAT DAY

I zipped up my backpack as Taylor walked up to me. �Hey man.� �Hey.� I 
replied in a sad tone, the same tone I had all day because I was sad 
about wearing the Goodnite. �At least no one noticed.� �Yeah.� I 
replied.

We were crossing the football field on our way to the school�s entrance 
to walk to my house when I heard the voice that always pisses me off. 
�Hey diaper boy.� Jaime yelled to me from a couple yards away. �What 
did you call me?� I replied so pissed off I thought I was going to 
punch him right then. �You heard me.� After that Taylor, the one with 
the most common sense, got between the two of us and said to Jaime 
�Jaime just leave Ben alone. Ok?� Jaime then did something I never 
expected he pulled out a black 9mm pistol; I know this because my dad 
showed me how to shoot one. I then got between Taylor and Jaime �This 
is between you and me leave Taylor out of this.� �I don�t think I 
wi...� but before he had finished I used the move my dad had taught me 
to disarm someone, I grabbed his wrist and moved it away from Taylor 
and I, then I turned his arm around and pushed my hand as hard as I 
could against his elbow making a snapping sound breaking his arm. He 
fell to the ground bawling his eyes out. �Whoa." Taylor said as I stood 
straight again. But I felt a sharp pain in my chest, I looked down at 
my chest and there was a growing red stain appearing. I fell to my 
knees as I said in a shocked voice �He shot me.� I then fell on my back 
and everything started getting fuzzy all I saw was Taylor leaning over 
me in shock and then run to get help. My vision got darker , then 
everything went black.

TO BE CONTINUED

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