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Michael woke up on Monday morning. He sighed and sat up in his bed, it was dry. For 3 weeks now he had tried to wet the bed so his parents would put him in diapers. For you see Michael was a diaper lover. He had looked online at other people happily parading around with mountains of stuffing between their legs, freely messing and peeing themselves. But Michael didn’t have that luxury. Michael had stolen an old pullup, way too small, from his granddad. He ripped the sides and could wear it halfway if he had underwear as Well but to keep the feeling, he couldn’t use it.
3 weeks ago Michael was home, sick. He had just finished a five knuckle shuffle to some girl who had messed herself before climaxing in her diaper. Another wave of jealousy hit Michael as he was taken aback by his own situation. He was sitting in his chair with his legs on the table, diaper barely wrapped around his crotch and a puddle of seed rippling on his stomach. He cleaned himself up and realised what he needed to do.
He spent the rest of the day drinking water and holding his pee. When his parents came home he acted normal, watched some tv with them and said he’d go to bed. Well upstairs tucked in his bed he needed no motivation. He peed freely while laying underneath the thick down covers and briefly visited heaven, he was in complete bliss. That was, until his mother came in to say goodnight. Michael was so entranced that he didn’t even notice her as she stood in the doorway, looking puzzled.
“Michael what are you doing?” She said in a tired voice. Michael was flinged back to reality by the calm words of his mother. “I had an accident!” Michael exclaimed. He started to tear up as his plan was being jeopardized. “It looks like you were enjoying it quite a bit” his mom said with a tone of motherly wisdom. Michael didn’t know how to respond so he went with the first thing that came to mind, he started bawling. Between sniffles his mom could only make out a few words “I-i… couldn’t…he-help It!” His mother was tired and didnt quite believe him, but she gave up for now. “Come on Michael, take a shower and I’ll take care of your sheets, but don’t wet the bed again on purpose or I’ll see to it personally that your computer disappears!” Michael gulped, avoided his father and took a shower.
The yellow liquid drenching his underwear had an intoxicating smell to them but he felt dirty. He washed it off and went back upstairs. His mother was waiting for him and had put down new sheets. “If you keep wetting the bed we’ll have to put you back in diapers” she said jokingly. But Michael was so far gone in his fantasies that he took it as a promise. He got ready for school and said goodbye to his parents. Still savouring the words his mom had uttered as a warning, and as a promise. “If you keep wetting the bed, we’ll have to put you back in diapers”
Chapter Two
Michael’s idea had nearly failed the day before. His mother had caught him peeing in his bed. Cursed be her niceness he thought to himself while thinking of how to continue. He still wanted to be put in diapers by his family, but they were so considerate that they never would under normal circumstances… normal… Michael suddenly got an idea.
That night he said goodnight to his mom, who asked if he had drunk anything before bed? He truthfully answered no and went to his room upstairs. This time however, he waited for his mom. She came in the room, kissed him goodnight and turned the lights of. Michael set an alarm for 10 minutes, so his parents surely would be asleep. He then carefully tip toed his way into the small upstairs bathroom with an empty waterbottle. He filled it up and chugged, quenching his thirst while spilling a bit on his chest and underwear. He stopped to breathe, filled it again and repeated 3 times. When he went to bed, his bladder was churning and making noises. He carefully laid on his bed again. Snuggled under the covers and put on some ocean waves in his headphones. Then he fell asleep.
The following morning Michael’s mom had woken up. It was a Saturday but she decided to wake her son up anyway. She walked in to his room still thinking about the incident last night, was it an accident? Did Michael like that sort of thing? Was this part of puberty? Well she wouldn’t get an answer by asking the door. She opened his door, not bothering to knock as it didn’t have a lock in the first place. She looked down on her still sleeping son, and noticed something unusual, he was wearing headphones to bed.
She carefully removed one of them and listened to the sounds playing, it was the sound of an ocean. She wondered why Michael was listening to ocean sounds the day after wetting the bed. However she simply thought he needed to relax before bed and had forgot to remove them. She let him be for now and went downstairs for breakfast.
It was calming, soothing, relaxing and… Well something else, Michael had never been good with synonyms. But he liked listening to the ocean waves. He was at the beach, in nothing but his underwear. At first he was scared, but soon he realised that he was completely alone there. He was laying in the fine sand, looking out as the waves hypnotized him, calmed him, soothed him. But his needs began to take over. He had to pee. Though there was no-one else around, he couldn’t simply start peeing in the sand, or in the water, he needed a toilet. He was getting desperate. In panic he looked in 360 degrees for a proper way to relieve himself. Lo and behold. To his right a path was laid out in hardwood flooring. Not daring to tread outside of it, Michael carefully walked on the floor all the way to his porcelain heaven. He finally relieved himself. He was peeing for almost a minute straight and when he turned around, there were arrows pointed to the beach, leading him away from the toilet. He carefully sneaked across the now separating floorboards and made it to the beach once more. He was happy with the action he took and laid down in the sand, falling asleep to the sound of the ocean.
The End of Dreams Of A Diaper Boy – Chapter One & Two
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