The Ultimate Fantasy

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BY: GoreRotted

Website: http://diaperworld.cjb.net

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PRELUDE:

 

                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)