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BY: GoreRotted
Website: http://diaperworld.cjb.net
Contact: [email protected]
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It all
started one sunny day. The sun was shining through the cracks in my blinds,
making streaks across my bed. The alarm started screaming, and nearly scared me
to death. I jumped out of bed, and turned the damn alarm off. I put some
clothes on, showered, and went into the kitchen for some breakfast. Today would
be the day that I finished college.
The
school wasn't very far, so I decided that I should walk. I ate a quick
breakfast, brushed my teeth, and left. I saluted my dorm goodbye as I left
merrily for the college. I walked very fast, and started looking in my backpack
for my Discman. The headphones got stuck, so I turned the backpack around and
tried to pry it out.
It was
hooked somehow. I continued walking. I came to a big street. Quickly I looked
both ways. I saw it was clear so I walked. Just then, the light switched. I got
upset, and finally ripped the headphones out of the backpack. I heard a car coming,
so I turned around. Dead. Just like that.
I look
back on it, and now I know how stupid it was to not pay attention to the
traffic. God told me it was a drunk driver. I had a choice, to stay in Heaven
or to have my ultimate wish. God told me that I could choose my wish, because
how I was such a nice guy. I thanked God, and told him my wish.
CHAPTER ONE:
The
bright light appeared. I woke up, and slowly my mind started to calm me. I
looked around, and noticed that this was my new life. The walls were pretty and
new. I noticed many electronics such as a stereo, TV, phone and computer. I
looked at my wrist and noticed a watch.
There
it was. It was what God gave me! I was so happy I nearly lost my breathe. I
jumped out of band and ran out of my room with extreme excitement. Where was I
going? I nearly ran into a wall when I was trying to find the kitchen. My new
life! Where was I? I could hardly wait until I meet my family. I soon found
myself in the kitchen. The kitchen stove was telling me it was 11:00AM. I read
a small note and it said:
Dear Mike,
Dad,
Bridget, Bonnie and I have gone
to
the library for school assignments.
Then
we are going out to do some shopping.
Won't
be home until late,
Mom
I
nearly lost my breath! Two sisters, not one! God was being extremely generous
to me. The first thing I did was eat as much food as I could. It was time to
live my fantasy. I ate everything I wanted. I had chocolate, soup, sandwiches,
you name it. I wanted to have a bowel movement when my family got home! I was
so bad, but it made me feel so good too.
I went
into the garage. Is that our car?!? It was obviously the most expensive car I
have ever seen. I wondered what the other car looked like. I saw a few bikes,
and noticed that one had a piece of paper taped to it. I read it, it said.
Mike,
Have
fun, this is yours
- God
Suddenly,
it disappeared. I took the bike for a test run. I went around the rich
neighborhood. All the nice houses, all the nice cars. There were a lot of
little kids on our street. I huffed and puffed until I couldn't huff and puff
anymore. I parked the bike in the garage and watched our huge flat screen
television.
(a few hours later)
I heard
the garage door open. I started getting nervous, because I have never met these
people in my life. I wasn't sure how God did it, but I assumed that these
people knew me my whole life. I wondered if they would think that I was a
different person because of how I suddenly acted different. I pushed it out of
my head, because this was God. I knew that God wouldn't do that to me, and he
had the situation under control.
A small
girl walked in. She was kind of short. She looked about 10 or 11. She had brown
curly hair down to her shoulders. I didn't notice much more, because the next
girl really caught my attention. She looked about my age, around 17. She had
long, dirty blonde hair. It went down to her biceps. It was very, VERY pretty
and strait. Her face was unbelievable. She had a slim complex, and pretty blue
eyes. I almost had a heart attack.
Next
was Mom, (I could figure that part out), and Dad. They were carrying some bags,
probably full of clothes. I knew that the blonde would be obsessed with clothes
and boys, just like every other 17 year olds.
"Hi
Mike!", said Mom. The girls waved to me, and I kind of ignored them. (considering
this girl was STUNNING!). I flipped the channel a few times to try to act cool.
"Mike,
we brought home some dinner for you. It will be in the fridge.", said Mom.
Bridget grabbed a box of candy and sat down on the couch. She was actually
close to me! She was one seat away on the couch from me!
"Ok.",
I said. Then I blushed.
"Oh,
and Bridget...", Mom said.
"Yes
Mother?", The blonde said. My heart started jumping as I adored how she
said that.
"Jennifer
told me that you are having swimming practice next week. She said that you will
probably make the team, because not many people signed up.", Mom said. Bridget
smiled at Mom, and continued to eat her candy. The room became silent for a
second, and I freaked.
"What
do you want to watch Bridget?", I said to Bridget. Even though I was being
nice, I still couldn't look at this beauty. That’s how pretty she was. She
looked at me, and I could see her beautiful face looking at me through the
corner of my eye.
"Give
me the remote control, dork!", Bridget said to me in a joking matter. She
quickly leaped and jumped on me, tickled me, and jacked the controller from me.
"Hey!
I offered!", I said, playing along. Bridget smiled at me the same way she
smiled at Mom. She flipped through a few channels. I ate my dinner that Mom put
in the fridge, and went into my room. I relaxed for a few hours. Around 9, I
started to feel some pressure building up.
"In
the morning...", I said.
CHAPTER TWO:
I awoke
the next morning with something "bad" on my mind. I didn't feel like
having a bowel movement, so I waited for a little while. After my breakfast I
decided that I would poop in the living room. I finished my cereal, and went
into the living room. Bonnie was sitting on the couch, so I sat next to my 10
year old sister. After about 10 minutes of watching TV, I felt the need to
bowel.
I
slumped down in the couch so I could easily dirty myself without having any
pain. I took a few deep breaths. My heart was jumping, and my legs were
shaking. Oh I hope God's gift worked! If it didn't I would just die! I trusted
God though, because he promised me. Without thinking twice I pushed the poop
right into my pants. I could feel the warm poop wedged between my butt and my
boxers.
I actually
did it! It felt so good, but at the same time I was about to die. I was hoping
to God that Bonnie wouldn't smell anything. Suddenly I freaked out, and I had
to get to the bathroom before Bonnie smelled my poopy pants. I tried sitting
up, but I couldn't. I was stuck to my seat, and I couldn't move.
"Eww,
what's that smell?", Bonnie said. She looked directly at me. The erection
in my pants was about to burst, and it couldn't have gotten any bigger.
"I...
I... don't know.", I stuttered. I blushed really hard.
"Why
are you blushing? It's coming from you!", said Bonnie. She was on to me.
"Mommy!
Mike pooped his pants!", screamed Bonnie. I blushed, and got really light
headed. Mom came out.
"Yuck!
Did he really?", said Mom in a disgusted tone. Bonnie nodded.
"Lets
get you cleaned up.", said Mom. I got up on my own, and ran to the
bathroom. I waited for Mom to talk to me. I was so worried what Mom was going
to do to me.
"Are...
are you... mad?", I said in a hurt tone.
"No,
don't worry. It happens every now and then. Just forget it and get cleaned
up.", she said. I let out a sigh of relief. Mom left the bathroom and shut
the door.
"Wait,
Mom...", I called.
"Yes?",
she responded.
"PLEASE
don't tell Bridget about this. And tell Bonnie not to tell anyone, too.",
I told her. She agreed. I dumped the poop in my boxers in the toilet and
flushed it, and threw my dirty boxers in the shower. I sat down on the toilet
for a second to collect my breath. Then I heard it. Bridget's music was
playing, and I could hear her singing along.
"She's
SO dreamy!", I whispered to myself. I looked around the bathroom and saw
some of her makeup, perfume, and lotion laying out. I stared at awe, even
though it was simply some beauty items. After a while, I showered off and
cleaned up my dirty boxers.
I took
a seat in the shower and just relaxed. I needed to waste some time, because I
wanted the poop smell to clear before anyone used the bathroom, especially
Bridget. Then, some tears started to stream down my face. All of a sudden the
feeling of sadness struck my body like an innocent tree in a lightning storm.
I knew
I would love Bridget for all eternity. I knew that I would never look into her
eyes and love her more than a sister. I wanted to be her lover, but I couldn't.
I could never get Bridget because she was my sister.
"Don't
worry, I will be living with her. I should be happy.", I whispered to
myself.
"At
least I don't have to be accepted, I already am.", I said again. I snapped
out of it, and decided that in the next lifetime I could ask God for a relationship
with her. I smiled, and got out of the shower.
I
started to dry off when I heard a few knocks on the door.
"Mike...hurry
up some people have to use the bathroom too you know. You've been in there all
day!", Bridget screamed.
"Hold
on, please!", I screamed back. She growled, obviously playing around, and
stood near the door. I finished off drying and opened the door. In she came. She
ran at me and tickled me to my mercy. I screamed like a girl, and laughed out
of the bathroom. My heart throbbed again. Just as I started to walk away,
Bridget yelled my name.
"Mike,
get in here.", she yelled. I opened the door and saw her holding a soaking
wet pair of boxers. "What is this all about, Mike?", she said while
smirking.
"Uh...
the bathroom flooded so I wiped up the water with it.", I said.
"Better
hope Mom doesn't find out. She wouldn't want to hear that the wood trimming is
rotting away from your spilled water.", she said. She tossed me the wet
boxers and shut the door again. I went back to my room, and hid the pair of wet
boxers.
"Stupid,
stupid, stupid...", I said to myself. I knew that I needed to keep better
track of these things. I barely got away with that excuse. If I didn't think of
that, Bridget would had me caught in my tracks. I would probably have to tell
her the truth!
Later
that night, I decided to "do my business". I did the usual process,
but it only took me about 10 seconds. It was getting pretty late, and I was
getting tired, so I decided to go to bed. I took my watch off, kissed it, and
put it in the drawer. I turned off my light, closed my eyes, and thought about
Bridget.
I
thought about when I first met her. How pretty she was, how she treated me, and
how she acted. I remembered yesterday when she tickled me, and how today she
did the same today. I thought of that quirky smile she gave me, and how she
smirked when she found my wet boxers. Oh, I was in heaven...
CHAPTER THREE:
(coming soon)