Hi, I hope no-one minds me jumping straight in with a story. I’ve been lurking around the boards for a little bit and reading other peoples stories.
I have a couple of story ideas, but they’re not written down, so I’ll just be updating these as I go along with a chapter or so at a time, so they may be a little rough and they may end up changing from my initial idea, but I hope they come out ok and you like them.
“So, I might be a little late… Are you listening?”
Donna looks over at Daniel sat on the bed in his dressing gown, he seems to be in a world of his own. On realising he is being spoken to, he looks up.
“Sorry, I was uh…” he begins.
“It’s ok.” replies Donna “I was just saying, a meeting this afternoon has a habit of overrunning, so I might be home a bit late. But you’re sorting tea since you’re home today ok? Are you doing much today?”
“Not much, just chilling I guess.” he answers.
“That’s fine, you take it easy. How do I look?”
Daniel surveys his girlfriend stood in front of him. She looks smart in a freshly pressed blouse and a grey knee length skirt. As she asks, she pulls on a matching jacket.
“You look great.”
Donna smiles and walks over to Daniel, leaning over, she kisses him on the cheek.
“Ok, See you later then. If you get a chance, do some washing ok?”
She doesn’t wait for a response before turning and leaving the room.
“Bye. Love you.” Daniel calls after her.
He listens as her footsteps descend the staircase and after a moment, the front door opening and closing again behind her. He moves over to the window and peeks between the blinds to see her lowering herself into the car and watches as she pulls away down the road.
Daniel feels a surge of excitement. He doesn’t often get days off by himself, so he wants to make the most of it when he does. He walks out of the bedroom and makes his way down the stairs. He enters the kitchen and looks out through the window, he isn’t sure why, because he already saw her driving away, but he is making doubly sure that Donna has gone. He picks up a dining chair from the kitchen table and carries it back upstairs with him and places it on the landing. He makes sure the chair is steady before climbing up and standing on the chair, he can now reach the ceiling and with his arms outretched can now lift the door to the loft, pushing it to one side, he feels around the edge until his hand finds what he is looking for, a black bag.
Daniel’s excitement is building as he carries the bag back through to the bedroom and places it on the floor. he opens it to reveal the contents, Tena, medium, a large bumper pack. He felt like he had been looking forward to this forever, a couple of weeks ago, he had finally got up the nerve to walk into a pharmacy and buy them after what felt like years, years of watching videos of people wearing adult diapers on the internet and wishing he could be one of them and there they had waited, hidden in the loft until an opportunity came along to try them on.
He rips open the packaging and gently caresses the row of white pads, a shudder of excitement running down his spine. Finally, he takes one out and places it on the bed. Taking off his dressing gown and then his underwear so he is completely naked, he unfolds it and spreads it out, making sure to pay attention to where the tape is. He lowers himself down, then lays back so he can fold it up over himself, then feels for the tapes and pulls them up and over, first one side and then the other.
He feels a sense of relief all of a sudden, something he had been waiting on for so long and now here he was wearing one. He can’t believe how comfortable it feels, he rubs his hand gently over his crotch, just enjoying the soft padded feeling.
He stands up and walks into the bathroom so he can look at himself in the mirror, he has to lean in close so he can see the diaper, it’s a little uneven, the side he taped first clearly pulled further over than the other and he thinks he looks a little silly, the puffy pants clearly not standard underwear with some loose bits around the waist band.
He wants more than anything to use it, to wet it. That is what they’re for after all, but as he stands there, he cannot make himself go. He decides it can wait, he will just enjoy wearing for a while, he is sure to need one later.
In the meantime, he decides to make the most of it, waddling back the bedroom as he finds he cannot walk normally with the added bulk between his legs, he grabs his laptop from the bedside and boots it up. He opens his favourite pornography website and finds himself a video, in it there is a couple, to begin with, they are lying side by side and they are rubbing each others diapers.
Daniel can feel his own crotch starting to bulge. Placing the laptop beside him on the bed, he rolls onto his side and as he watches the action escalate on the screen, he pushes his hand down his waistband and starts rubbing himself in time with the action on screen.
He becomes completely engrossed with the video, so he doesn’t realise something is amiss until a shadow appears on his screen. He rolls back and looks up to see Donna standing in the bedroom doorway.
Daniel quickly slams the lid of his laptop and pulling his hand out of the waistband, he moves as if trying to hide his diaper from his girlfriend.He doesn’t know how long she has been standing there, but he knows it is already too late, she has already seen everything.
He lies looking up at her, a look of complete shock has taken over her face, the silence is excruciating and he is desperate to come up with something to say, a succinct explanation for what she is looking at, but nothing will come out. Finally Donna breaks the silence.
“I… Forgot my.” She begins, before turning and running back down the stairs.
Daniel jumps off the bed and runs after her, as he descends the stairs, the front door is slammed behind Donna, Daniel runs to the door and reaches for the handle, before realising what he is wearing. Whatever Donna’s opinion after catching him lying in bed wearing nothing but a diaper, was not likely to be improved if he chased her out into the street dressed like that. Outside he can hear the car starting and taking off down the street.
“Shit.” Daniel exclaims to himself.
He walks back up the stairs and sits back down on the bed, suddenly he feels sick. Any excitement he had felt about his diaper has diminished, he looks down at the padding starting to bunch between his legs and feels a deep shame and embarrassment.
He peels back the tapes and allows it to fall back open, before pulling it out from under him and dropping it to the floor. It is still clean apart from a small sticky spot from his pre-ejaculate, looking at it he feels a pang of regret that he didn’t get more use out of it and felt as though he should have wet it before taking it off, but following Donna’s reaction, it no longer feels right, he rolls it up and drops it into the black bag next to his nearly full pack of diapers.
After getting dressed, he grabs the black bag and carries it downstairs with him. He considers throwing it away, but decides he should probably keep it with him to discuss with Donna when she gets home. Besides, they were expensive.
He waits anxiously in front of the TV, but is unable to concentrate on anything, he finds himself watching the clock slowly counting down to the end of the day. He remembers about sorting the tea, so he decides to order Donna’s favourite, Chinese.
Even accounting for an overrunning meeting, Donna’s expected arrival time comes and passes. The chines food arrives and is left on the kitchen worktop.
Daniel pulls out his phone and dials her number. No answer.
Several hours pass, the food remains uneaten and many calls to Donna go unanswered, until finally late in the evening, his call is answered, but nothing is said on the other side.
“Donna?” Daniel asks into the phone.
A couple of seconds later, a Woman’s voice begins talking that Daniel immediately recognises as Donna’s sister Emma.
“Listen Diaper freak, she doesn’t want to speak to you, so just leave her alone, ok?”