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.

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