Summer Days (Full) (Patreon)

“What?” you said, suddenly snapping out of your daydreaming. Sadie looked at you from across the desk with a smirk. She rolled her eyes and shook her head playfully at you.

“You’re still able to come over, right?” Sadie said, looking softly at you.

“Oh, yes! Yes, I’ll be coming over. I’ll meet you at your house right after this, right?” You said with a twinge of nervousness in your voice. You smiled at the end to ease the tension. Sadie nodded back.

“Yeah that’s great, I’m excited! We can make homemade pizza again, god it was so good. And of course, we must play Smash again, I’ve got a new main. Oh! And we can…” Sadie kept going as you stared into her eyes. You got lost in her words, as you felt your daydreaming return.

Sadie was your closest Highschool friend. You were both 18, and graduation was less than a few days away. You grew up in school together from Kindergarten to your current senior year. You’d always been close, but for whatever reason, senior year your friendship really took off. Friday afternoons had slowly become your weekly ritual of hanging out at Sadie’s house. It was never a dull moment, you two did anything and everything you wanted.

*RIIIING* The bell sounded off, taking you out of your own thoughts again.

“And don’t forget! Even though it’s the last day of school, your papers are due!” The teacher yelled out to the checked-out seniors. The class quickly shuffled out of the room and into the hallways. You and Sadie left the room together.

“I just have to grab something from my locker and talk to Mr Robinson really quick. You can just head to my house now if you want. No one should be home; you can just let yourself in. You’re practically family at this point anyways.” Sadie said. You nodded in response.

“Alright, I’ll head over there now then. See you in a bit!” You said, she smiled and spun around. She quickly was lost in the sea of people exiting the school.

Almost every senior drove their own car to school at this point. Your 99’ VW had served you well this year. It had gotten you through even the worst snowstorms. The sight of it warmed your heart as you walked into the parking lot. The college you were going to next semester allowed freshman to have cars. It was a serious perk for sure.

You threw your backpack into the back of the car and got into the driver’s seat. The door creaked as you shut it. The engine always sounded super loud once you turned it over. Mostly because of the cracked muffler. There wasn’t much you could do though, in fact, you almost liked it. Your right hand threw it in drive, and off you went.

Your mind wandered quickly to Sadie. Her words replayed in your brain, “My parents shouldn’t be home, you can just let yourself in.” You’d never been alone with Sadie before. Your mind started to build your normal fantasies and dream scenarios.

“Hey, you, why don’t you come into the bed?” Sadie would say devilishly under the blankets. You’d feel the hair on the back of your neck stand straight up.

“Don’t mind if I do.” You said, getting close to the bed side. Your clothes fell to the floor with a quick drop, except of course, one critical piece around your waist.

“My, what a THICK diaper you have on. Why don’t you get it in this bed so I can check if you had an ACCIDENT Mr…” Sadie said, teasing you with her words.

Quickly you got underneath the blankets. Your hands coupled her warm, full breasts instantly. Your lips met, and instantly you locked into an intense make-out. One of your hands started wondering down toward her hips. Hoping you’d find exactly what you were looking for. You kissed her harder the moment you felt it.

Her wet diaper squished as you squeezed it in your hand.

“Someone had their own accident…” You whispered, she chuckled and just shrugged. You felt yourself dribbling into your own diaper just to catch up.

“I didn’t even know I had to go potty… Daddy.. Can you change me?” She said, on her hands suddenly pressed up against your hard-diapered cock. It felt warm around your fresh wetting accident.

*BEEP* You heard from behind you. Your eyes blinked out of the fantasy. You were idling in front of a stop sign. Your eyes looked into the rear-view. One of your history teachers looked quite annoyed.

“Sorry!” You yelled out from the window before moving along. You shook your head as you felt embarrassment bubble up. “Come on, not while you’re driving.” You thought to yourself. You couldn’t help it sometimes though. Sadie was your crush, and you had a diaper fetish. How were you not supposed to daydream about the two of you in diapers?

The rest of the ride went by un-eventful. Her house was only 8 minutes away from the school. A few songs passed on the radio and you were there. You slowly rolled up the long driveway to her secluded house. It was off the beaten road for sure. But it was still beautiful.

There weren’t any cars in the driveway, just like Sadie had predicted. You killed the engine and swung the door open. It closed with a *CLUNK* behind you.

Sadie’s house always had that distinct smell. You could pick out her home aroma easily. You breathed it in as you kicked off your shoes. Her living room and kitchen were connected, with a small computer room to the side. You walked slowly around the large open home, drinking in the quietness. All you could hear was the “Tick Tock” of a clock somewhere in the distance.

Your feet brought you to Sadie’s room. You’d been in it a million times, but something felt strange about opening that door this time. You’d never been in her room alone before. She’d always been there. It felt odd as you wrapped your hands around the knob. You slowly twisted it, hearing the movements within the door. Slowly you pushed it open.

Her punk rock wall papers always greeted you first when you walked in. You felt a smile grow on your face. You felt at peace here. You always had. Sadie’s room just felt like home to you. Your gaze caught the window, you watched the trees rustle in the wind.

You stood there for a few moments. You could hear how quiet it was. No one was around, not a single eye to watch you. You felt your mind returning to the thoughts you had while you were driving.

You’d always thought about doing it. You never had the balls to while anyone was home. If Sadie had caught you then she’d probably get upset. But you were alone now. And what was the harm in just… looking around?

Your temptation got the better of you a few moments later. Your feet quickly took you over to her dresser. You opened the top drawer to see what was inside. A mess of bras and panties were scattered around. You felt excitement trickle through you. Your free hand slowly glided over the soft undergarments.

You closed the drawer a moment later and opened the next. This one had neat rows of tops. You didn’t really know what to expect from looking through Sadie’s clothes, but you did have a reason in the back of your mind.

You decided to walk away from her dresser. You put a finger to your lips as you paced around her room. Your mind was quieter than you expected in this moment. You took a few more steps before stopping in front of her closet.

You could feel your heart beating now. If there were any spot in the house, this is where they’d be. Your hands were sweaty around the knob. You turned this one fast, and quickly opened the closet. Dresses, tops, pants, and various items hung in the closet. You pushed them to the side to get a good look at the ground. You found yourself falling to your knees to get a better feel.

Your hands dug through the pile of clothes on the ground. You were hoping, praying to feel it. Feel that plastic crinkling of a package. One that you’d hoped for practically your entire life that Sadie had tucked away in her room. You kept searching for what felt like hours. Until. You felt it.

“*GASP*” You let out once you felt it. You knew it. You knew instantly what it had to be. You clutched down on it quickly, the plastic feeling of a diaper case. Instinctively you hoisted it out of the pile. Your face beamed; there you saw…

A plastic bag of old clothes.

Your face went dark. You could feel your heart tumble down the mountain it had just quickly climbed up. You let the clothes bag fall. You took in a deep breath.

“What was I thinking? Why would she have a fucking diaper fetish like me?” You thought. You let yourself stay there in that moment. With a sigh you let your head slump to the side and closed your eyes.

Your mind was quiet again. The silence in the house was broken by the gentle wind outside. With another long sigh you opened your eyes, which happened to be angled at an excellent view below her bed.

And that’s when you saw them. A half-used pack of printed AB/DL Adult Diapers.

Chapter 2

Your eyes remained locked onto the package for a solid 5 minutes. Hundreds of emotions were coursing through you. Pure excitement and joy boomed through your chest. It was like you were 5 years old again getting your first gaming system. You couldn’t stop yourself from calming down if you tried.

The diapers weren’t the kind you get from the store. The diapers were clearly a specialty type from online. They were white with cute babyish stickers printed all over. The designs were cute, but thickness really showed how childish they were. You’d only seen diapers that thick on models online.

This wasn’t a situation where Sadie was experimenting with diapers. These diapers were purchased by someone who knew the AB/DL community well. A person who knew these diapers even existed had to be an Adult Baby.

It sent another wave excitement through your spine.

You slowly walked over toward the bed. Once you made it to the mattress, you bent down onto your knees. Your arm fished for the package for a few moments, before you felt the plastic packaging. You laced your hands around the first diaper and yanked out from under.

The diaper felt slightly warm to the touch. It was puffy and unfolded easily. Electricity felt like it was running through your fingertips with each crinkle you heard. These were Sadie’s diapers. Not just regular diapers under the bed. Sadie’s. Your signature high school crush. You simply couldn’t contain the emotions that were running rampant through you. This was, frankly, one of the greatest days in your life.

“Yo! You in here!?” Sadie’s voice echoed from the front door. Your eyes went wide with fear before you quickly gasped.

“FUCK” You muttered to yourself, getting back on your feet and shoving the diaper back into the package. You had to make it look like the diaper wasn’t just unfolded and manhandled. You did your best to straighten it and look neat. The footsteps were getting louder. You had mere seconds before Sadie was about to walk in.

You got up and straightened your back. Thinking on your feet, you jumped onto the bed, and whipped out your phone. “Just look casual… Just look cool..” You repeated in your head. The moment you flicked on your iphone, Sadie walked in.

“Hey! What’s up!?” Sadie said in her classic jolly tone. You tried your best to look calm and cool, like it was a regular Friday hangout.

“Oh hey! Yeah nothing. Nothing, just ah. Just hanging here.” You said. Sadie looked back at you a little strange. She walked over to her closet doors and opened them. She shrugged off her backpack and threw it into a pile of clothes.

“Cool man, hey why are you breathing so heavy? Did you like run or something?” Sadie said, while she continued to move around her room.

“Oh uh, no I just…” you said, “Found your pack of diapers under the bed, and now I’m hornier than any moment in my entire life” you thought in your head for a split second but decided on, “…Intense shit I’m reading online. You should check out r/horrorstories. It’s a great subreddit.”

“Hm. Yeah if it’s making you this scared. Then yeah I’m gonna have to check it out.” She replied, seemingly taking the response at face value. You breathed a sigh of relief in your mind.

As if to break the moment of silence on cue, Sadie responded with a very common question.

“Hey you wanna play some Mario Kart?” She asked, already extending the controller in front of your face. You smiled and quickly snatched the joy cons from her hand.

“Hell yeah I do, and we’re playing rainbow road again. I know the shortcut to actually beat you this time!” You playfully snapped at her. She immediately welcomed the challenge by flipping on the game.

“Oh you’re on.” She said with a determined look. The exchanged softened the situation. You’d gotten away with it. She had no clue you knew about her secret. You felt the fear and anxiety from before lifting off your shoulders.

Your body looked like you were playing the game, but your mind was somewhere completely different. The reality of the situation was slowly dawning on you. Sadie had the same diaper fetish you had. The scenarios and questions that ran through your mind seemed to be endless.

Did she like being the baby? The one who’s making the messes? Or is she the kind of girl who likes to be the dominate type. Maybe put you in your own diaper because you’ve been having trouble making it lately? Your mind started to paint even strong visuals in your head.

Sadie walks up to you with just the right amount of shame on her face. Her eyes look upset, her face seems troubled.

“Hey, what’s wrong Baby girl?” You ask. She starts playing with her fingers and sways nervously side to side.

“I um.. I…” She says, her face growing red from embracement. She can’t even bare to look at you right now.

“Come on, dear. You can tell me.” You say with a clear tone of dominance. She winces at your last sentence.

“I… I had an accident.” She says, lifting up the hem of her dress in response to reveal a large droopy adult diaper around her waist. It’s the same diapers you found underneath her bed. This time though instead of being dry and puffy, they’re wet and saggy. Sadie had clearly soaked the garment to its max capacity.

You smirk back at her. She has been such a little wetter recently. Sadie had been plowing through diapers like it was her job. You decided you had to make note of that to keep her in her little place.

“My, dear. Are you even trying to make it anymore? This is your third wet diaper just this morning!” You say back. Your words strike a chord with Sadie. In an instant, her demeanor changes from submissive to dominate. Her eyes quickly grow sharp and glare at you.

“Oh yeah? I’m such a wetter? Look at you!” She says, the fantasy suddenly shifts the focus onto you. She grabs at your crotch, getting a handful of wet diaper.

“You’re practically soaked through. How are you gonna call me a baby when you can’t keep your pants dry either? Hm?!” She says, as you suddenly notice you’re so wet in this diaper. You want the fantasy to go further, but back on earth, Sadie’s loud yell brings you back to reality.

“FUCK YEAH! You can’t touch this shit! You ain’t ever gonna stop me on this level!” She shouts. The music change indicates she did in fact get first place, while you put along into 5th.

“Ah shit..” You mutter, trying to make it sound like you weren’t just fantasizing about you two in diapers. She playfully punches you in the arm.

“Told you man. You’ll never beat me on this track. I’m just too good.” Sadie says with an aire of confidence. Her left hand lets the controller drop onto the bed, while the other pulls out her iphone. You groan in response, trying your best to act normal. Seeing that Sadie is taking a minute to browse on her phone, you decide to do the same. You pull it out, and just stare at the home screen.

You feel adrenaline flow through you the second the idea comes into your head. It’s perfect. It’s the best way to get it out in the open, but also hide your motives at the same time. Your palms grow sweaty around the metal case. You know if you dwell on it for too much you’ll never say anything. With one quick breath, you let the words spill out.

“Hey Sadie.” You said plainly, trying your best not to sound too interested in her response.

“Yeah?” She says simply, not even looking up from her phone. You feel one last burst of fear. You know once you say it there’s not going back. You push through it for her.

“You ever heard of an Adult Baby fetish? I’m looking at a list of common fetishes. Literally didn’t know that existed.” You say, trying your best to make it sound jokey and not that big of a deal. You look up to watch Sadie’s response.

Her eyes light up for a second. It’s clear in NO way was she expecting that kind of question. She winces for a moment, and her body language becomes guarded.

“Oh, what? No! That sounds really weird! Haha.” She says. It sounds like every word is forced and coming from a robot. The laugh at the end is short. Her fake funny response melts back into a guarded demeanor.

Silence. For a full 15 minutes. Neither of you say a word to one another while the brief two sentence conversation runs through both your minds. Sadie’s worried reaction slowly morphs back into her old self before long. She drops her phone, looks back up at you and says:

“Hey so wanna start making the pizza?” She says. You look right into her eyes and nod yes.

The rest of the afternoon goes by without any mentions of diapers. Your conversations are mostly about school and random stuff on the internet. But the awkwardly brief conversation you had before about never comes up again. All the while though, it dances in the back of your minds.

***

Your bed feels cool tonight, which is just what you wanted given it’s 85F degrees out. You flip on the AC and hear it mumbled to life.

“It better not be like this all summer…” You mutter to yourself before hopping into bed. You grab your phone from the nightstand and flip it open. One last quick look at social media before bed.

Surprisingly, for the first time the entire day, your mind isn’t thinking about Sadie. You’d run though so many scenarios in your head while you were there, that it was time to shut off and dream about it. You were just about to hit the lock button, when you receive a text.

Chapter 3

You weren’t sure how you wanted to approach the situation. Should you text her first? Should you call and ask her to hang out? You paced around your room in agony trying to contemplate your next move. You’d wasted the whole morning working up the courage to send SOME kind of message to her. But nothing. Not even a simple, “Good morning” text.

You knew what was coming. You’d seen her diapers. What else could that text from last night mean? “Something really important.” You already knew everything about her. There was only one thing that could come out of her mouth. And if you played your cards right today, she just might tell you about her diaper fetish.

Your fingers drummed across your cellphone case. You played scenario after scenario in your head. You tried building the conversation in your head.

“Hey, it’s cool if you like diapers. You look great! I-I like diapers too… You can like, totally wear them in front of me… don’t even worry about it.” You thought, before immediately shaking your head.

“That’s terrible.” You muttered. Your let your lips flutter while letting out a long exhale. You felt a mix of frustration and anxiety wash over your chest.

This was big. It’s not everyday that your crush tells you about her diaper fetish. Hell, it’s not everyday that anyone tells you they like diapers. This could be the start of something wonderful. A potential diaper-centric relationship with your crush? The one you’d already fantasized about countless times. You couldn’t help but steal a few rubs from your groin while you contemplated where things could end up…

You stopped though. Feeling the phone in your hand vibrate. You flipped the screen around lightning quick.

Your eyes widened, and your pupils dilated.

“Wanna come over? Lol” The text read from Sadie said. You felt your fingers tingle with excitement as you instantly typed your response.

“Yeah sure, I’ll be right there!”

***
Your right hand instinctively put the car into park. There was no one else in the driveway. She was 100% alone in the house. You placed your head on the steering wheel and drew in a deep breath.

“You got this. Okay… You got this.” You muttered to yourself as you did your best to fight off another wave of anxiety. Your breath steadies, but your nerves slowly come back to you.

Your fetish was the most important part of your sex life. It ran deep. You’d never been into much anything else. Girls in diapers were hot. The fact that Sadie possibly wore them ignited a fire in you hotter than anything you’ve seen on the internet. There was so much riding on today. So much you wanted to happen.

You flicked the car keys back, and the engine cut off. You drew in one more breath in the silence of your VW, and pushed the front door open. It squeaked as it extended, before closing with a cloud *CLUNK*

The sound of your footsteps crunched off the dirt driveway. Your eyes gazed straight ahead as you made your way to Sadie’s front door. Thoughts raced so fast through your mind, that you didn’t even have enough time to make sense of them.

The wooden steps creaked under your weight. You took note of the worn paint chipping off the common foot path to the front door. You could see into their living room through the front window. The hair on the back of your neck stood straight up the moment you saw her.

Sadie. Simply sitting on the couch on her phone.

This was real. Almost too real for you. You’d come over Sadie’s house a million times, but never on circumstances like this. Never with a chance she might tell you about her potential diaper fetish. You could barely keep a cool face as you walked up toward the door.

You’d done it a thousands times. It was practically a reflex at this point. Your left hand knocked twice on the door. Then your right hand grabbed the cool metal knob, and twisted it open.

As the front door swung open, you were instantly hit with Sadie’s home aroma. In the height of moments like these, when it came down to the brass tax, you were always cool. You felt your normal self push through the blizzard of anxiety as you turned the corner into the living room. Sadie looked from her phone and you two locked eyes.

“Looking up techniques to beat me on Smash I see.” You said with a smug tone. Sadie’s face instantly grew into a smile.

“Oh you wish, you know I’m gonna stomp your ass today.” She snapped back. She pursed her lips but maintained her smile. “Come on.” She said, jumping up from the couch. She waved you toward her room. “Let’s get it going if you’re so confident.” She said. You smirked and followed behind her.

Your eyes locked directly onto her ass. You expertly scanned for any bulky signs of a diaper. You felt a shot of disappointment run through your chest. It didn’t look like she was wearing anything puffier than normal underwear underneath her sweatpants.

“It’s alright. A little unrealistic to think she’d be wearing one the moment I walked in.” You thought to yourself. Your eyes looked back up to her ponytail swaying back and forth. You always thought it was one of the cutest parts about her. She turned the corner into her room, and you followed a few seconds later.

Her room looked the same as it had last time. Some clothes thrown around, tons of handmade knickknacks and half used cups strewn across random surfaces. The Switch set perfectly below her large mounted TV. Her retro Van Morrison poster always made you smile.

“Here you um…” Sadie said, as she turned on the TV and Switch. She paused as she looked around her room. After a few seconds, she nodded and looked toward you. “Yeah alright. So I’m going to be right back. Chill on my bed. I’ll just be a second.” She said. Her face looked normal, but you could tell there was the slightest bit of strain in her cheeks. Her eyes seemed just the slightest bit thinner than usual in that moment. Before you could read any further though, she walked out of the room.

“Okay, kinda weird.” You thought to yourself. You jumped onto her massive bed. It was aligned up against the wall, so it was the best spot to lean up against and see the TV. You nestled into your usual spot on the right side of the bed.

You fished your phone out and flicked it open. Your text conversation was still up from before.

“Fuck. Okay, how the hell do I bring this up?!” You thought, as you clicked your lock button. You looked up at the ceiling. The nerves you had from before started drifted back. They weren’t as strong as before, but seeing the messages rekindled those fears.

“Maybe I should just ask her straight up? Girls like that… right?” You wondered, trying to play the scenario out in your mind. “Hey Sadie, so do you like, diapers?” You shook your head. “No, no. Maybe I could casually mention I have the fetish too? That might not be a bad idea…” You wondered, but that didn’t sound good either. You wracked your brain for another idea, but suddenly, you lost your train of thought.

Sadie’s voice rang out from the hallway.

“Hey, I need to show you something.” Sadie said a few feet away from her doorway. Her voice was oddly cautious and reserved. A sudden 180 from her tone just a few minutes ago before she left the room.

“Okay.” Was all you said back. The word seemed to spill out of you almost instantly.

For a moment, nothing but silence filled the room.

First you heard a heavy sigh from Sadie. Another pause for nearly ten seconds.

Then you heard the floorboards near the doorway creak. Sadie was starting to walk into the room. You felt your heart start to race a million miles a minute. The paralyzing nerves you had from early rushed back into your body. She walked in faster than you could formulate a plan of what to say.

She came into view. Your eyes shot a quick reconnaissance glance at her waist. You didn’t want to make it obvious that you were staring, so you quickly looked back up into her eyes. It all happened in less than a second, you didn’t have enough to time recognize any bulk around her waist.

Sadie stared at you with needy eyes. You looked right back into them. Her demeanor had changed from her normal bubbly self, to shy and reserved. Neither of you spoke at first. Eventually, Sadie broke the silence.

“Remember when I told you I had to talk to you about something?” She said, her voice quiet, as if someone was listening in.

“Yeah you texted me about it last night, right?” You said, doing your best to sound nonchalant, yet reassuring at the same time.

“Well…” She said, looking away from you for a moment. She shifted her weight to one leg. “I’m just going to come out and say it.” Sadie said, it was obvious that whatever she had to say was incredibly difficult to get out. She paused for another few seconds, then looked back up into your eyes. Her face looked determined. She let out a quick exhale.

You expected her to say something. Instead, you watched as her hands glided toward the waist of her jeans. Her fingers slowly moved from her hips, down toward her zipper. Her left hand slowly unbuttoned the waist of her pants. Her right finger pinched the zipper. She held it there for a moment, then slowly, unzipped her pants. Once fully unzipped, she grabbed her waistband, and opened it to give you a clear look of her underwear.

White padding, with surprisingly cute little bears printed on them.

It was a diaper. There was no mistaking it. It was the same kind you found under her bed from earlier. You felt high. The girl you’ve loved throughout high school is showing you her diaper.

“I… like to wear diapers.” Sadie said. The words washed over you like pure euphoria. Sadie opened her pants further, and shimmied them halfway down her thighs. Her thick adult diaper was in clear view. This was everything to you.

“I. I love diapers.” You responded, your brain continuing to take the reins. Sadie’s face lit up. Her shoulders relaxed, and her eyes softened.

“Oh thank god… that was… That was waaayyy harder than you could ever imagine.” She said, letting herself lean up against her closet door for support. She looked genuinely relieved at your response. “I had always thought so. You always looked away in school whenever someone said “Diaper” or “Daddy”. I could tell by your facial reactions you had something. Then when you brought the fetish up the other day I just… I was nearly certain at that point.” Sadie said.

This was everything to you. You couldn’t have dreamed up a better moment than this one. You stared at her diaper, drinking in the most perfect aspects about it. The way it pushed her legs to the side. The colorful prints on it, indicating that she loved the babyish aspects of the fetish. You realized after a few moments of diaper staring that you hadn’t said anything in response.

“Oh yes! Sorry… I…” You said, Sadie started giggling at your clear dumbstruck response.

“You like them?” She said, pushing her hips out a littler further for you to get a better look.

“I- I think they’re so hot, Sadie.” You said, looking back up into her eyes. She blushed and looked away from you.

“Really?” She said in a smittin’ tone, she looked back at you. You smiled and nodded.

“Yes! I love them, and you look simply amazing in them. You wear them perfectly.” You said, doing your best to sound encouraging. Her body language opened up after that last comment.

“Do you…?” You said, feeling a wind of confidence rush through you. Sadie knew instantly what you meant.

“…Yeah… I do.” She said, looking away bashfully again. Her cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of red. Her eyes flicked back up into yours. “Do you… like to wet them too?” She said. The words hit you hard. This was every fantasy you could ever imagine actively playing itself out.

“Any time I can get my hands on some. My parents are kinda nosey.” You said.

“Oh! Well, you can wear them anytime you’re here!” She said, instantly falling onto her knees. She fished around underneath her bed and pulled out one of the same diapers she had on. Sadie got back onto her feet and extended the diaper toward you. “I mean, if you’d like to.” She said, realizing in the moment how unusual of a gesture it was offering someone an adult diaper to wear.

Your looked at the diaper with thirsty eyes. You looked back up into Sadie’s and said:

“Of course I’ll wear diapers with you.”

***

The sound of your diapered butts crinkled as you hit the bed at the same time. The two of you were wearing shirts, diapers, and that’s it. You two looked at each other as if you were two kids in a candy store. Sadie grabbed her controller and opened Smash.

“I’m gonna destroy you so hard, I bet you’ll be pissing that diaper in defeat.” Sadie said with a flare of flirtation. You scoffed at her absurd assessment. You shot back with another diaper-filled flirtatious remark.

“Not if I make you wet yours first!” You said.

“You’re on” Sadie said.

The game started, and the two of you jumped instantly into your virtual world together. Part of it felt just like every time you two had played video games together. Jokes, moments of glory, and tons of trash talk. It was a staple in your relationship. Yet, all of it felt so new at the same time.

With every shift and movement of your body, you could hear your diaper crinkle. The same with hers. Sadie was already a very animated gamer. Nearly every action on the screen caused her to move. Each jerk and weave caused her diaper to audibly crinkle. She loved to change positions too. She played sitting on her knees, giving you a clear view of her thickly diapered ass. You especially loved when she laid back and let her legs flop to the side. Her diaper was on clear display. She looked comfortable, almost as if she was used to wearing diapers and playing video games in her room.

After a few rounds you felt it. The familiar pang in your bladder. Normally when you were with Sadie you just got up and used the bathroom. But things were completely different now. You two were wearing the potty around your waists.

But should you let it go? Would she think it’s kind of weird to wet a diaper in front of her like that? You two had only found out about your mutual fetish not only a few hours ago. What if she thought things were going too fast? Today was already an amazing day. You could just hold it and cash in on this already amazing diaper experience.

The discomfort in your bladder rang out again. You could wet yourself right now if you just gave a little push. You looked over at Sadie to check the state of her diaper. Unfortunately, though, her legs were crossed. You couldn’t get a good read on its state.

You looked back up toward the screen.

“Fuck it.” You thought. If you were going to go all in. You might as well go all in.

Warm pee dribbled out at first. You stopped on reflex once you felt it absorb into your padding. You relaxed even further, and soon enough; a steady stream of pee started flowing into your diaper. You felt it warm and expand in front of you. It had been a while since you had wet a diaper. You relished in the beautiful squishy feeling around your waist.

“You good?” Sadie’s voice said next to you. It shocked you out of her your wetting stupor. You hadn’t realized you had been staring blankly ahead of you.

“What? Sorry.. I..” You said. Your brain was working overtime trying to think of a logical reason for you zoning out like that. Sadie smiled and answered for you.

“I make the same face. I already went too.” She said, before immediately opening her legs. Her diaper was yellow and discolored just like yours. If not, even a little soggier.

You stared in disbelief at her wet diaper. After a few seconds, you looked back up into her eyes.

Instantly your lips locked.

“Mmm” She whispered instinctively. You grabbed her and pulled her closer into your intense make out.

She placed her hand on the front of your diaper. She pushed the warm squishy padding into your dick. You couldn’t help but moan to her in pleasure. A second later she started rubbing your wet padding up and down.

You responded by placing your own hand on her diaper. You started gently rubbing in circles around her groin. She clearly loved it.

“Mmm, I think I had an accident, Daddy.” She whispered into your ear.

“I think we need to change you into a new diaper.” You said. Sadie shook her head while still maintaining your kiss.

“Nu-uh. I wanna stay in my wet diapies.” She said, rubbing even faster with each passing word. She could tell you were getting close.

“Are you gonna come for me, Daddy? Are you gonna cum for me in your wet diaper?” Sadie said, expertly rubbing your shaft. All you could do in that moment was nod emphatically.

“Cum for me, Daddy. Cum… Ugh.. Fuckkk” She whispered, as she felt herself crescendo into a mind numbing orgasm. You couldn’t help yourself either. A split second later you released too into your already wet diaper.

“Oohhh!!” You yelled out. The two of you collapsed into a blissful, post-sexual encounter heap. You two could feel the warm sweat on each other’s skin.

You both panted. Exhaling, your chests expanding up and down. You two laid there together, diapers filled with pee and sex.

You both moved your heads toward one another. Your eyes locked. You both smiled.

“I know what we’re doing all summer.” Sadie said.

Chapter 4

You wiped the sweat off your palms by running them down your pants. You instinctively drew in a deep breath as you heard the car door from outside Sadie’s house shut. You turned toward your girlfriend and confessed your pressing anxiety.

“I don’t know if I can do this, I love your mom, but…” You said, trailing off at the end, hoping Sadie would finish the sentence for you. You had fear and anxiety riddled across your face. Sadie brought her soft hand to your right cheek and held it there for a couple reassuring seconds.

“I do this all the time. I promise you, she’s not going to mind. Like I said she’s been changing my diapers my entire life. She has HUNDREDS of them stored away from me. She’ll have no problem changing yours too.” Sadie said, her free hand gave your exposed soggy diaper a playful squeeze. Both of you were wearing the classic T-shirt and wet diaper combo. It was practically your uniform now at Sadie’s place. You were normally incredibly comfortable in it, but as you watched her Mom approach the front door, your anxiety got the better of you.

“I can’t do this. It’s going to be weird.” You said, turning away from the front door. Sadie grabbed your arm.

“Listen to me, it’s going to be fine. My mom has no problem changing us! She’s totally cool with it. I don’t want you to feel like you have to hide it anymore when you’re here. I normally just wear my diapers during the summer, and that’s it. It gets too hot in here for pants. Stop being a chicken and let my mom change you!” Sadie said with a playful irritation. She pulled you back in line as the front door finally opened.

“Hey mom!” Sadie said, placing her hands on her waist. Lacy stopped under the doorway at her daughter’s greeting. Sadie popped her hips out forward to give her mother a better view of her soiled diaper.

“Hey there Sadie and… Oh.” Lacy said, stopping for a moment while she examined your uniform. She didn’t speak for a couple seconds before finally saying, “Does someone else need a diaper change too?” Lacy said, flashing the warm motherly smile you normally got from Sadie’s mother.

“Phew…” You exhaled, feeling the knot in your chest evaporate. Lacy placed her purse down on the table next to her and walked up to the two of you. Without hesitation, Lacy placed a finger in between the leg of yours and Sadie’s diapers to check how wet you were.

“Yup, you’re both pretty wet. You’d be leaking all over the house in less than an hour! Why don’t you two lay down on the living room carpet. I’ll grab you fresh diapers from the closet.” Lacy said, she motioned toward the living room, practically ushering you toward the change. The floorboards started creaking a moment later from the weight of yours and Sadie’s footsteps.

The carpet felt soft and fuzzy to your bent knee. You strategically used your limbs to lay your back down onto the floor, so as not to squeeze your diaper and cause it to leak. With your body on the floor, you felt Sadie elbow your side.

“What did I tell you? She didn’t even flinch. She doesn’t care that you wear diapers like me.” Sadie said, pointing down at her yellow diaper.

“I know, but… you get it, don’t you? Not everyone’s Mom is cool with their kid’s diaper fetish, let alone to the point where she actively plays a role in it.” You said, Sadie shrugged and looked up at the ceiling.

“Eh, my Mom and I have always been really close. I didn’t even think about it when I told I her I liked diapers all those years ago. She said if I wanted them to be my underwear while I was home, then she’d have no problem with it.” Sadie said happily. You shook your head in disbelief.

“I still can’t believe that. I thought you were joking when you told me your Mom knows about your fetish, AND changes your diapers too. Do you realize how lucky you are?” You said with a hint of jealously in your voice. Sadie looked over at you and smirked.

“I know, she’s pretty awesome, isn’t she? She’s been buying me diapers and putting me back in them ever since middle school.” Sadie said, looking deeper into your eyes. “But hey, at least she gets to do the same thing for you now.” Sadie said with a genuinely delighted face.

“Yeah… I guess she does.” You said, looking up as you saw Lacy come into view. She was holding two folded adult diapers in her arms.

“Let’s get you two changed into fresh diapers!” She said, kneeling as she began tearing off the tapes of your wet diaper.

***

“Is that a challenge?” Sadie said to you, tossing her controller on the bed you were both sitting on.

“I’m sorry, but I’m pretty confident about this. I’ve been wetting diapers for a long time.” You said confidently. Sadie rolled her eyes but maintained her competitive demeanor.

“Two weeks. Let’s see who can wet the most diapers. If you you’re ‘sooo’ confident you’ll beat me, then you should have no problem being Mr pee pants?” Sadie said, slipping off the bed. “What do you say? Winner gets bragging rights for the rest of the summer.” She said. You smirked and contemplated it for a moment.

“My girlfriend is challenging me to a wet diaper contest? Yeah. I’m in.” You thought, before articulating your thoughts out loud. “You’re on.” You said while subconsciously puffing your chest out. Weird flex on your girlfriend, but both of you knew it was game on.

Sadie spun around to the white board on her wall. She grabbed the eraser and cleared the board. She grabbed an Expo marker and wrote both your names at the top. “Alright, honor system here. No cheating. Every time you get a change, you mark it here on the board. Starting…” Sadie said, as she spread her legs apart. You watched as a dark yellow stain started growing from the center of her diaper. “… now!” Sadie said, as she started walking out of the room.

“Wait, where are you going? We’re in the middle of a game!” You said in surprise. Sadie never walked away from a video game. She stopped in the doorway and looked back at you.

“Getting water, duh? I’m going to destroy you.” Sadie said in a tone that made you sound dumb for even asking. She looked back and walked out of the room.

“Damn…” You thought, realizing how serious Sadie was about this contest. She was an incredibly competitive person. She fought tooth and nail in every game you two played together. That was just video games, you didn’t know how hard she’d go into a diaper contest. You heard Sadie walk back into the room a minute later, carrying a tray of waters into the room. There were 10 tall glasses of water in total.

Sadie placed them down on the coffee table in front of the bed. She cleared her throat before picking up one of the glasses. She placed her red lips on the rim of the glass and looked at you. She stared you down as she started drinking. You thought it would be a quick sip, but that wasn’t on Sadie’s mind. She maintained eye contact with you as she finished the entire glass.

“Ahhh…” She said, letting out a refreshing gasp. She placed the glass back on the tray.

“I can do that too.” You said, before leaning in to grab a glass. Sadie slapped your hand away from the tray. “Hey!” You yelled out.

“Oh, these aren’t for you.” Sadie said matter-of-factly. She gave a mocking shrug. “These are for me. You want to see who can wet more diapers in two weeks? You’re going to have to start getting on my level.” Sadie said, before she began knocking back a second glass. Like the first one, she finished the whole the whole glass at once. “Better catch up.” She said, placing the second glass on the tray. Her fingers were already lacing around the third one when you jumped off the bed.

“This girl is amazing.” You thought, failing miserably from hiding the excitement on your face. You raced out of the room to grab your own tray of water. You looked own at your diaper as you walked to the kitchen. “Alright, let’s get wet.” You thought, ready to beat your girlfriend at her own diaper game.

Sadie started out hot. She started churning through roughly 1-2 soaked diapers an hour. You were amazed at how quickly Sadie could turn that water into pee. You simply weren’t accustomed to wetting yourself that much. It was impressive, if you were being honest with yourself. The tenacity she maintained drinking glass after glass too. She wouldn’t even look away from the TV screen as you two battled it out in Mario Kart. She could play with one hand, while the other kept the glass on her lips.

“Do you do this often?” You asked Sadie once, as you tried pushing out the final squirts of your bladder into your diaper. Sadie scoffed at you and shook her head.

“I used to challenge myself to see how my diapers I could wet all the time when I was younger. It’s like riding a bike. A wet bike, I suppose at that.” Sadie said, as you watched her diaper grow an even deeper shade of dark yellow. You truly couldn’t believe how efficient this girl was at wetting herself. The diaper total after 4 days was 29 Sadie, and a mere 18 for you. You were going to have to make up some serious ground if you had any chance of coming out on top.

“How the earth are you wetting so much?!” You asked in frustration halfway through the 5th day. Sadie had just finished wetting her 6th diaper and it wasn’t even noon yet.

“What do you mean? You’re not the expert wetter you thought you were?” Sadie said, relishing in her wetting dominance over you.

“I guess… I don’t understand how you churn through water that fast. You’re peeing yourself right after you start drinking.” You said. It was a complete mystery to you. You frankly didn’t know people could wet themselves that fast.

“You’re holding back.” Sadie said to you with a mix of confidence and encouragement. “You’re pushing, you’re still trying to be in control of your bladder.” She said.

“What do you mean?” You said to her.

“You’re still trying to be the one in control. Just let your diaper do the talking.” Sadie said.

“I’m lost.” You said, unsure of what she was trying to say.

“You can’t hold back. You just need to leave your bladder open the entire time.” She said, pointing down at her diaper. Yet another squirt of pee trickled in.

“Yeah but… overtime… isn’t that not good? What if you start peeing yourself and you don’t notice?” You said with a reserved tone.

“You like wearing diapers, right?” Sadie said, pointing at the soaked one you had on right now.

“Yeah.” You said, obviously.

“Then what do you have to worry about? Why are you holding back? The diaper will take care of you. You don’t have to think about it. Just let it go.” She said, turning back to a glass of water in front of you.

“Huh…” You thought, as you started relaxing your muscles. “Just let it go…” You thought, feeling a stream of pee gush into your diaper. This time, when the flow started to subside, you didn’t clench your muscles back. You let the stay wide open.

Your peeing finally started to reach the level of Sadie’s. With your new technique, you had the underdog motivation in you to beat Sadie. You started drinking double the amount she was. You were pounding waters nearly one after the other. You even looked up the amount you could drink before you started crossing over the line into water poisoning.

Once you had your bladder muscles on off, it was surprisingly easy to keep them that way. Your diaper started receiving a steady flow of pee into it. You were never a minute or two away from dribbling into yourself. You found it would take less than 45 seconds for a glass of water to go through your stomach and into your waiting diaper.

Sadie noticed your uptick in diaper use. It scared her, to say the least. It reignited her competitive flame to push herself. She started matching you glass for glass once the 10th day in the competition rolled around. You’d pulled almost even with her at that point. The score was a staggering 92 Sadie to 85 you. Both of you were in deep at this point. It was a toss up on who’d win.

You started relaxing the rules so it’d be easier to transition back into wetting yourself each day. Normally, when you’d go home for the day, you’d head home in a underwear. It was only fair then for Sadie to switch back into underwear as well until you came back the next day. The transition was getting annoying for the two of you, so you both decided to keep your loose bladders consistent. Each time you left you’d go home with a pack of diapers to wear through the night, and into the next day at Sadie’s.

Your bladder became entirely comfortable with staying open 24/7 at that point. The sheer volume of diapers you would wet each day. It became easy for your mind to keep the floodgates open. Especially once you both started wearing 24/7. Your diapers were never dry. You even started wearing diapers to bed in case you woke up and wet on reflex. That came in handy multiple times.

On the last day it was 130 Sadie to 129 You. It’d been a serious battle, but you had the momentum.

“You think you’re going to out pee me today?” Sadie said, as she cracked open a can of Coke instead of a glass of water in the morning.

“No water?” You asked, pointing at the can she was already downing. It took her a couple seconds to finish before she responded.

“Yup, the caffeine acts a diuretic. Pulls more water from your body and into your bladder.” She said, grabbing a glass next to her. She smirked before motioning her head toward the doorway. “There’s some in the fridge.” Sadie said. Her smirk melted into a smile as she watched you bolt it to the kitchen, your wet saggy diaper swinging with each step.

It was non-stop drinks after that. Your lips never left the rim of a glass, or the mouth of a soda can. Both of you were in a constant state of peeing yourselves. Your diapers were only dry for the brief seconds after Lacy taped either of you back into a new one. The door to your bladders were wide open, letting any and every ounce of liquid drip into your diapers.

You couldn’t believe it when you saw Sadie mark it down. She knew it too. The defeat on her face almost made you feel bad. “I WIN!” You yelled, once the clock flipped to exactly 14 days after you two made the bet. 149 Sadie 150 you.

“It was basically a tie!” Sadie said, spinning around from the board. The sudden motion caused a river of pee to flow into her diaper. “A-and you wouldn’t have won if I didn’t tell you the secret!” Sadie said, her cheeks flushing red with anger.

Humble in your winnings, you did your best to quell her frustrations. “It was a good fought battle, but the real reward, were the diapers we wet along the way.” You said, trying to land that joke with Sadie. She couldn’t help but crack a smile.

“Whatever” She said, playfully pushing you. “You’re a diaper wetter like me now.” Sadie said, pointing toward your diaper. It was dry less than a minute ago. That made you a little worried. You didn’t really remember peeing yourself in between getting a change and calming your victory. It had just happened. You looked meekly down at your diaper.

“I hope this isn’t permanent though. It might be a little hard  to mentally switch back to holding it. I’ve just been on open for the past two weeks.” You said, testing you bladder muscles. They felt soft when you clenched them, but your control wasn’t gone.

“Well…. What if we didn’t try going back.” Sadie said, a devious look on her face. You weren’t expecting that kind of response.

“Sadie, I don’t know if I want to be become diaper dependent haha.” You said, laughing off her suggestion. She got closer to you and doubled down.

“I like diaper boys.” She said, placing her hand on your wet crotch. She pressed the padding into your hardening cock. “And I especially like wet diaper boys.” She said, grabbing your hand and pressing it up against the bottom of her diaper. “And I think you like wet diaper girls too.” She said, as both of you began to rub.

“So why don’t we stop playing pretend, and become the wet diaper boys and girls we want to be in life? We have all summer to become them.” She said, as her lips suddenly met yours.

Both of you made the mental decision at the same time. Your bladders released a rush of pee as it filled one of the many diapers to come.

Chapter 5

“Sadie?” You said, turning toward your girlfriend. You called her name just as she dug into a bite of ice cream. She looked back at you with wide goofy eyes. She nodded and flashed an ice cream smudged smile back.

“Mhm” She managed to get out.

“Can I ask you something?” You said gently, she nodded again.

“Do you think we’ve been… I don’t know, wearing a lot of diapers this summer?” You asked slightly concerned. Sadie furrowed her brow as she chewed down her treat.

“What do you mean?” She asked with a clear throat. You pointed down at the bit of diaper sticking out from her jean shorts pants holes.

“We’ve been 24/7 for like, a month now I think? Yeah, I think the last time either of us wore regular underwear was at the end of June. It’s almost the middle of August now.” You said, forming half a question with your tone. Sadie tilted her head to the side and shrugged.

“Yeah, so what's your point?” Sadie asked, going in on another bite. You shrugged back and looked out the dashboard of your car.

“I don’t know, isn’t that, kind of a lot? I’m sure you’ve read the stories online. If you start wearing and using your diapers all the time. It can start affecting our potty training.” You said in a slightly worried tone. Sadie paused to consider your words for a moment. She finished her bit and cleared her throat.

“I hear what you’re trying to say. It has gotten super easy to pee lately. Almost too easy sometimes.” She said, sounding like she wanted to continue at the end. You stayed silent to let her finish her thought.

“Honestly, sometimes I don’t even realize I’m going, or even gone in the first place. That’s how automatic it’s become for me. I can hold it if I want to. If we stopped wearing diapers today, we’d probably need to go a lot, but I know we could make it.” Sadie said.

“I completely agree with you. I don’t think we’re incontinent by any stretch.” You said, it was Sadie’s turn to wait for you to finish the thought.

“But…” She said, nudging you to continue.

“But… I have noticed the signs. I was at home one night and I started wetting myself in the middle of a conversation with my Mom. I’ve never done that before. The crazy part was I didn’t even think about it. I didn’t realize I was doing it until it was coming to an end. Is it normal to wet yourself in front of your mom at our age?” You asked.

“For an AB/DL it might be.” She countered, clearly trying to make the joke. You smirked at her.

“I’m serious though.” You said back, Sadie understood. The conversation paused for a moment. The two of you watched people walk up to the ice cream stand to order. Sadie broke the silence after a minute.

“I wet the bed a couple nights ago.” Sadie said. You looked back at her in surprise.

“Really? Did you do it on purpose?” You asked, Sadie shook her head ‘no.’

“No, I didn’t wake up for it. I went to bed in a dry diaper, and I woke up the next morning in a wet one. Zero recollection of waking up for it, or feeling the need to go in the first place.” She said candidly. “That wasn’t the weirdest part about it though.”

“What was?” You said, biting on the question.

“I didn’t even realize I wet the bed until a couple minutes after I woke up. It felt normal to be wet. Even crazier than that though… I was okay with it. Not just okay with it, I liked it. I didn’t feel sad or worried my body is changing. I felt oddly happy about the whole situation.” She said.

“Hm.” You said, chewing on the words for a moment. Part of you felt concerned. People can wet the bed once or twice in their lifetime after becoming potty trained. You knew that wasn’t the case here though. This was a clear sign your extended diaper use was cutting into both of your control.

On the other hand, there was something exciting about the fact you two were growing more dependent on your diapers. It was clear Saide couldn’t go to bed now without some level of protection. The diaper lover side of you won the battle.

“I’m okay with that too.” You said, when it came out, it felt right. Your girlfriend was becoming a bedwetter. Was there anything you really found wrong with that? If you were being honest with yourself, that was a fantasy coming alive. Sadie smiled at your response.

“I thought you would be.” She said, elbowing your side as she did. You two fell silent again, letting the conversation percolate. You saw Sadie shift her weight. You’d seen that move enough times to know what was happening. You caught another glimpse of the diaper spilling out of her pants. The center was growing an even deeper shade of dark yellow. It sent a shiver of excitement down your spine. On instinct, you felt your bladder release into your own diaper.

“Are we ever going to actually get out of diapers?” Sadie suddenly asked you. The question caught you off guard.

“What do you mean?” You asked back.

“What I just said. Do you really see a scenario where we stop trying to wear diapers? I love being in them. You love wearing them. Why are we fighting it in the first place?” She asked seriously.

“Incontinence though? We’re going to become diaper dependent if we keep going at this rate.” You countered. Sadie’s facial expression didn’t change.

“Do you really care about that though? I don’t.” Sadie said.

You didn’t know what to say at first. You let those words bounce through your skull. Was Sadie serious? Did your girlfriend really just ask if you care about becoming incontinet? She seemed like she wanted to. The rational part of you instantly screamed yes. You knew the consequences you’d face being incontient. You’d need to wear diapers all hours of the day and night. Anytime you went out to see friends or spend time with family members. You’d have to wear an adult diaper. Not just thin Depends you can get from the store. A thick diaper designed for heavy wetters. Is that really the life you wanted to live?

A deeper part of you added to this conversation in your head. You had always wanted to go back into diapers. You’d spent nearly everyday questioning if normal adult underwear was the right choice for you. You were an adult now. You could make your own choices. The child in you had been kicking and screaming to go back into diapers the moment someone took you out of them. Your girlfriend was offering to go back into them. Full time. Together. Was there anyone else you needed to impress? If your significant other not just supported it, but wanted you to go back into diapers, was there ever going to be another time in your life to try it out?

“Heh.” Sadie chuckled. It shook you from your train of thought. You looked back over to her.

“What?” You asked. Sadie knew the answer from your silence.

“I think we’re finally going back into diapers.” She said in a dignified tone. You expected the mature side of you to put up more of a fight. As your diaper warmed again though, it was surprisingly easy to swallow a counter.

***

“This is already a great idea.” You said to Sadie as you walked through the doors. You breathed in the wonderful combination of plastic, cheese pizza, dirty coins, and sticky sweet soda. The infinite rows of arcade games blinked and flashed bright colors. You could hear lazer beams firing, balls rolling up tracks, and aggressive button smashes. It was everything you could want from Chuck-E-Cheese.

“You thought I was crazy for wanting this. What’s a better way to spend my birthday than diapers and Chuck-E-Cheese?” Sadie quipped. You thought her ear to ear smile was endearing. She wanted this. Not just for fun, but to satisfy her little side.

“Let’s play games!” Sadie said with a little childish lisp. You loved it when she talked like that. She scuttled into the sea of games toward the back counter. You kept your eyes locked on her butt the whole way.

Sadie was wearing her classic summer-wear combo. A tank top and short jean shorts. Her diaper bulge curved around her diapered butt. It was the only way you saw it now-a-days. Thick and padded. You couldn’t believe how obvious it was, yet she didn’t seem to care. The waistband of her shorts only covered everything when she pulled her shorts all the way up. Which was hardly ever. Even now, you could see a solid inch of diaper peeking out. If she bent down, you wouldn’t just see more padding spill out the top, but you’d clearly see the padding between her legs. And she was only a little wet at this point…

Seeing her dive straight in calmed your own nerves. You were still getting used to wearing out in public. It was needed at this point. You didn’t trust yourself to hold it while you were distracted with the flashing lights of a game. You would certainly dribble unconsciously. Besides, you didn’t have to worry about that anymore. That’s what your diaper was for. Satisfied with taking in your girlfriend’s view, you followed her into the crowd.

You got your coin cup, and drinking cup from the counter. Sadie insisted on getting soda immediately. You followed her to the drinking fountain. She started pouring her favorite into the large cup.

“Do you think we should pace ourselves?” You asked, half-meaning it. Sadie playfully rolled her eyes at you as she finished pouring.

“What did we bring extra diapers for?” She responded. You couldn’t argue with that logic. Knowing you had padded back up helped you relax. You felt your already weakening mental barriers dissolve. You let yourself open up into your diaper. You expected a near full bladder's worth of pee to dump into your diaper, but you weren’t just surprised to find only a small dribble eek out; your diaper was already dense and wet.

“Don’t leak on me.” You said with a wink. Sadie smirked, then started chugging her soda. You expected her to stop around halfway, but she finished the entire cup.

“Ahhh… Yeah, I probably will.” She said playfully. “Come on, let’s game!” She said, she grabbed your arm and pulled you into the crowd.

“What should we play first?” She asked, you didn’t have much of an opinion. You were okay with any game at that point. Sadie’s arm pull had slipped into a hand hold. She tugged you along to the Jurassic Park Jeep game. You felt yourself get bubbly with excitement over it. You hadn’t played the game since you were a kid.

“Oh I love this one!!” You yelled out to Sadie, she was already jumping into the car.

“Then get in, diaper boy! We have dinosaurs to shoot!” She yelled. You looked around instinctively to see if anyone heard that, but you stopped after a split second. You were in Chuck-E-Cheese. Everyone expected you to be a diaper boy here.

You watched Sadie bend down to throw coins into the slot. You could tell that the soda was already working its way through her. Dark pee stains were already starting to creep up the back of her diaper.

“Someone looks wet.” You teased as you both hopped into the car. Sadie blushed, then stuck a hand up your shorts. She squeezed at the center of your diaper. Her face melted into its own teasing look.

“Looks like it takes one to know one.” She said, before sticking her tongue at you. The two of you laughed, but you couldn’t dwell on it for long. The screen came to life. Your attention was immediately pulled into the game.

The two of you hollered and moved to each action in the game. It felt like second-nature for the two of you at this point. You’d been doing nothing but wearing diapers and playing video games all summer. Both of you instinctively sunk into your respective rolls. You knew Sadie’s playstyle by this point, and she knew the same for yours. You complimented each other perfectly in the fight.

“Gewt it!” Sadie yelled, pointing toward the velociraptor eating your windshield. You felt yourself shift to the side in response. The sudden jerking motion forced a gush of pee out into your diaper. You didn’t notice it. The accident soaked into the already wet padding, ballooning your diaper out even further. You kept playing, but your mind was still relishing in the childish lisp Sadie had squeaked out. You don’t think she noticed it. She only did it when she was feeling extra little. You didn’t tease her about it. You didn’t want to discourage her from doing it again.

You two put up a decent first try, by the time you reached the third level you started to struggle. A couple of coins later, and you started to hit a wall. There was only so many dinosaurs you two could hit at a time. The nostalgia of the game started to wear off. By the time your fourth death rolled around. It was time to move onto something new.

“Watcha wanna play next?” You said as the screen flashed ‘GAME OVER.’ Sadie placed a finger on her lips.

“Hmm…” She said, her eyes gazed up, before suddenly lighting up as it hit her. “Ooo!” She yelled, her volume increasing, “Let’s go in the ball-pit!” She suggested.

“Isn’t that for little kids though?” You asked. Sadie just pointed to her waist, then yours.

“Aren’t diapers for little kids?” She responded with a wink. You couldn’t argue with that logic.

“Come on!” She said, pulling herself out of the car. You looked again at her diaper as she slipped out. Her shorts were certainly droopier than it was before you two got in. In fact, you almost wanted to recommend a diaper change. But it could probably wait until after the ball-pit.

You walked across the arcade toward the ball-pit. You felt a deep sense of happiness as you walked amongst the others. You felt like you belonged here. The diapers certainly helped, but it was more than that. You got to share this with Sadie. She was deeply into it. That only helped you sink into little space even further. When you saw all the colorful balls, you felt the last bit of adulthood fade away.

“Jump in!” Sadie yelled, you watched her bend her knees for a wind up. She pushed off her legs and launched into the pit. She pulled her legs into her chest for a cannon ball. She apexed in her jump, then descended down hard into the balls. She crashed into them. Balls splashed from the pit up into the air. You felt compelled to follow Sadie’s lead. You followed the same path as her, jumping high into the air, then crashing into the pit.

You and Sadie didn’t say much. Your little sides easily took over. You swam and giggled together in the sea of balls. You’d playful throw a ball at her, and she’d retaliate with her own. It felt natural for you two to play together. It wasn’t forced. You bounced off eachother’s energies.

“Uh-oh…” You heard her say suddenly. Sadie’s face melted from gitty to shock. She looked down at her submerged waist.

“Wha?” You said, dropping the ball in your hand. Sadie dog paddled to the edge of the pit. She pulled herself up onto the ledge, and then back onto her feet. You recognize her problem instantly. Sadie’s jean shorts had two distinct wet crescent stains. Her diaper was also drooping out the sides of her legs at this point. She was thoroughly soaked.

“I told you to watch yourself after drinking all that soda!” You said, teasing but being sympathetic at the same time. She seemed a little bummed about leaking. She looked down at you as you got out of the pit. Her frown tightened into a smirk.

“You’re one to talk!” She said, pointing down at your own shorts.

“What are you-?” You said, you looked down at your pants. Your brain almost couldn’t comprehend what it was looking at. Your shorts mirrored Sadie’s. Two heavy wet crescent stains sat at the edges of your diaper. You leaked right through your diaper too while in the ball pit.

You looked up at Sadie. You two had your own unspoken language. You motioned toward the door, and she nodded. You both waddled toward the exits in your soaked diapers. You were surprised at how heavy it sagged. You didn’t even notice that in the ballpit.

Sadie pushed the door open. The warm humid air blew into your faces. It was a surreal feeling as you stepped into the parking lot. Here you were with your girlfriend. Walking out of a Chuck-E-Cheese on her birthday. The two of you needed diaper changes because you leaked through your pants in the ball pit.

You felt yourself think back to just a couple months ago. You barely even knew Sadie before school ended. She’d just been the girl you dreamed about getting with someday. Now you two were in a full-fledged AB/DL relationship. You both were leaning hard into diaper training. A younger version of yourself might have felt anxious about taking those steps; but you couldn’t be happier about it now.

“Hang on.” Sadie said, stopping you in the lot. You looked over at her.

“Yeah, what do you need?” You asked, but she wasn’t looking at you. Her eyes stared intensely at the asphalt. Her face muscles tightened, and her cheeks started to flush red. She bent her legs and popped her diapered butt out. You heard her whisper a groan as she clenched. You couldn’t believe it.

“Are you…?” You said. Sadie didn’t respond. She only seemed to push harder. You watched her push for nearly a minute in the middle of a parking lot.

“Ahh…” Sadie sighed, her face relaxed. Her pursed lips melted back into a smile. Her legs straightened again. She looked up at you. “All better!”

“Did you just… mess yourself??” You said in shock. You’d seen her mess before, but never in public like this. Sadie just shrugged.

“I needed a change anyways.” She said plainly. She didn’t wait for you to respond. She started walking toward the car. You didn’t follow. You stared in disbelief.

Each step Sadie took into this lifestyle never fell short of amazing you. In this case, it wasn’t just the public messing that shocked you. It was how nonchalant she was about it. It was as if you told her she had something in her teeth.

You needed that in a girlfriend. It wasn’t the looks, the smarts, or even the way she treated you to an extent. It was the positive outlook she had on being 24/7. You’d dreamed about sharing that with someone your whole life. You didn’t realize until now how important it really was to you.

“I need to marry this girl.” You realized, before following behind her to change out of your leaky diapers.

The End.

MC 2021