A diaper boy’s story. VOLUMEL: 01 – CHAPTER: 01
Story & Pictures by: DiaperDoc Layout & Design by: Shaeby
Changing in the locker room after his last class of the day, he thought that he was alone. He was always so careful that no one discover his secret. He quickly removed his thick sweatpants and was just about to remove his sneakers when, intent on the task at hand, he hadn’t noticed that two others had entered the locker room and silently approached him from behind.
He only turned when he heard the voice call out “Smile!�. As he turned, he saw the shocked but smirking faces of two classmates. He registered a split second too late that one of them held a digital camera. He raised his arm in protest as the camera flash went off.
...Before he could even begin to cover his diaper, his two classmates had run from the locker room. He quickly dressed and made his way out of the school. Everything around him was a blur.
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The evening dragged on. No one in the house commented on how quiet he was as he was never a talkative person. Much later that evening, he stood readying himself for bed. His mind went over a thousand different things that might take place the next day. He couldn’t believe that after 18 years of keeping his diaper secret, someone else now knew. Sleep did not come easily to him that night.
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As he neared the front doors of the school, his cheeks began to redden as he realized that all conversations around him had stopped. The other students stared at him wordlessly. He lowered his head and walked silently past them.
...As he walked down the hallway toward the first bank of lockers, the sound of laughter finally reached his ears. He looked up and saw his photo plastered everywhere. The black and white image had been enlarged to poster size on some walls and smaller versions adorned many lockers. All of the students around him laughed, pointed, and jeered. He could not help but notice that several of them wore shirts on which had been printed his photo.
The two students standing outside of the bathroom were well-known for being bullies and troublemakers. All schools seemed to have students like these. They looked first at each other, then to the photo on the nearby locker and wall, and quickly entered the bathroom.
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“Hey! Diaper Boy! What are you, some kind of freak?” they demanded. Before he could even utter a reply, the two rushed toward him.
One held him firmly from behind in a bear hug, while the other quickly removed his sneakers, then his pants. He struggled in vain against the arms that held him. “Oh my god, you are a freak!” the pale one with the brown hair sneered at him. He was dropped from the bear hug and fell to the floor. The two attackers grabbed his sneakers and pants and darted out of the bathroom.
He looked around from his position on the grimy bathroom floor. He knew that as he was currently dressed, he could go nowhere in a school full of students. He pulled himself up and crawled into one of the stalls, firmly locking the door. Once inside, he curled up onto the toilet and willed himself not to cry. He didn’t move from that stall for the rest of the day. He heard students and faculty come in and depart all day long, but no one bothered him. No one seemed to care that he was missing.
The clock on the wall inside the bathroom told him that it was six o’clock in the evening. He had been sitting on that toilet for the better part of ten hours. His legs were cramped and his diaper was soaked. Fairly certain that the school was empty, he slowly made his way from the hiding place and cautiously left the bathroom.
No sounds came to his from anywhere in the s He also noted with som that all of the photos h taken down. He hated where they may have e up. He softly padded d the hallway and approa locker. His relief was when he saw the graffi adorned his locker.
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Not having any idea where his stolen clothing might be, he walked toward the lost and found box and was able to retrieve a pair of shorts and a hideous pair of moccasins. He donned the clothing and walked silently out of the school and into the night.
To be continued...