It’s been a long time since I’ve written any diaper stories, and I don’t imagine any of you really remember my old “The House-sitter” story on the old board. Either way, I had this idea and I thought I’d start up again.
I thought I might try something new. I don’t think I’ve ever read a diaper story that had any real horror elements in it, and while watching “Friday the 13th” a few weekends ago, I sort of got to thinking about trying it out.
It may be complete failure, as it’s not the usual thing we want to see our diapered characters get into, but you never know! Could take off!
I hope you enjoy.
DIAPER TEEN HORROR STORY
By Jennifer “DDNIXX” Wilkins
Chapter One - “You’re All Doomed”
A nearby stream becomes a welcoming sight to a tired Doe wandering the forest. She quietly and cautiously approaches it, surveying the woods left and right for anything unsettling. The woods are particularly beautiful tonight. Moonlight streams through the leaves in the trees illuminating the bed of the forest just enough so that one could navigate their surroundings. She bends her elegant neck down to the inviting water and laps some into her waiting mouth. For a moment, everything appears still and peaceful.
Suddenly, the Doe raises its head on full alert. Looking off into the distance, it listens. Without a second more of hesitation, the Doe races off in the opposite direction it was surveying, fleeing with intense fear. As she retreats, the sound of her hooves disappear and the woods again fall silent.
Not long after, the sound of hurried footsteps and exhausted breathing grows as a teenage boy races through the stream, splashing the water very loudly. Frantically searching for a place to hide, his eyes fall on a large tree with a hollow at the base. He immediately darts for it, climbing inside and hiding himself as best he can within its shadow.
He attempts to steady his breathing, trying to reduce the sound that the intake of breath makes, giving his lungs what they so desperately need. As he regains his wind, he surveys the woods through the darkness, listening. He reaches into the neck of his shirt and retrieves a silver crucifix attached to a chain. He rubs it, reassuringly, and prays under his breath.
He sits and waits silently, straining his ears to hear any indication of pursuit.
Breathing steadily again, he leans very slowly and cautiously out of the hollow, hoping to see if he had been followed or not. Seeing nothing, he leans his back again into the hollowed tree, closes his eyes, clutches the crucifix tight, prays one last time and then flies out of the hollow, racing again towards safety.
For a moment, he truly believes he’s made it. He’s gotten away!
A faint whistle followed by a sudden sharp pain in his knee indicates otherwise. He falls to the ground with full force and smacks his teeth on a root. Stunned and groggy from the fall, he slowly raises himself up, wincing at the pain in his knee and feeling his bloody mouth for any lost teeth.
Looking down at his knee he discovers what appears to be a home-made arrow straight through his kneecap. That’s when his attention is caught by the silhouette of a large man only a few feet away from him, unmoving and silent. The silhouetted man takes a slow step toward the boy and the large machete he’s holding catches a beam of moonlight.
The boy, wetting himself in fear, begins to cry, unable to think of anything else. The figure stops just in front of him and slowly tilts his head to the side, staring down at the boy; studying and surveying him. He lifts the machete high into the air as the boy fully loses control and screams as hard as he can before the machete impales his forehead.
The figure twists the machete, loosening its lodging and pulls it free with a sickening “squelch”. The boy’s body rolls onto its side and twitches a few times as the figure surveys his handiwork. Suddenly, the figure turns and points the machete menacingly at yet another Figure that has silently appeared behind him. The second figure carries a dead Doe on his back.
The first figure, recognizing the second, drops his guard and returns his gaze to the boy. Bending down, the figure props the boy up onto his shoulders and the two figures walk off into the woods, carrying their dinner.
— EARLIER THAT DAY —
“GOD, I need to change.” Lindsay thought as she noticed how saturated her diaper was. Lindsay glanced around at the other five people she was traveling with in the minivan. “I wonder how I can do it without anyone else noticing?”
Lindsay and her friends were traveling to the country to spend a week at her best friend Kelsey’s summer cabin in the woods. This was an annual tradition and had been for the past 6 years since they had all become friends. This year was special, however, as they had all just graduated high school in the previous school year and they were all heading off to different Colleges and Universities in the fall. This was their last time to spend their cottage week together before their lives would be dramatically changed forever.
Sitting in the front passenger seat, Lindsay flipped down the visor mirror to have a look at everyone in the van, pretending to apply lip gloss. This vehicle literally carried all of Lindsay’s favorite people in the world. Driving the minivan was Paul, her very best guy-friend and someone Lindsay often had stronger feelings for; Feelings Lindsay was never willing to act on for fear of ruining their relationship. Nonetheless, tall, dark and handsome only scratched the surface for him as far as she was concerned.
Behind her sat Kelsey, her best friend for life, and Kelsey’s little sister Jessica, who was as much Lindsay’s little sister as she was Kelsey’s. One of the things Lindsay loved about Kelsey’s look was her natural and unbelievably beautiful auburn hair. Lindsay was always a little jealous, comparing her own chestnut color to Kelsey’s. Kelsey’s light blue eyes suddenly caught Lindsay’s and she winked. Lindsay smiled.
Her final three friends squished together on the back bench were Emily and Ben, who were dating (and currently making out), and Riley, Paul’s best friend from before they all knew each other. Riley did not look impressed by the couple beside him.
Lindsay flipped the visor back up and resumed staring out the window. She wiggled in her seat a bit to remind her of her soggy diaper, still enjoying the warmth inside.
Kelsey leaned forward and whispered, “Hey Linz, did you bring what I asked you to bring?” Lindsay locked eyes with her and simply smiled. “Well, go on then!” Kelsey said, this time audibly.
Smiling wider, Lindsay leaned forward and rummaged through her bag.
“What are you girls up to?” asked Paul, not taking his eyes off the road.
“You’ll see,” responded Kelsey.
With lightning quick speed, Lindsay removed an old CD from her backpack and inserted it into the CD player of the Minivan. The CD began to load.
“Is that what I think it is?” Paul asked, taking his eyes off the road long enough to see Lindsay flash her perfect smile and give him a little wink.
Before the music started to play, Lindsay switched it to Track 3 and turned back to look at the group for their reactions. As soon as the Drums started, followed by the guitar, everyone’s eyes shot forward. Even Emily and Ben stopped making out long enough to pay attention. As the lead vocals of Stephen Jenkins began, singing the lyrics to Third Eye Blind’s 1997 hit “Semi-Charmed Life” (Do-do-do! Do-do-do-doo, do-do-do!…), everyone had a mixed reaction of both delight and dismay, some squealing gleefully while others groaned heavily.
“Remember how much you loved this album, Riley? That whole first ride up you had us listen to it and then all the way home?” Lindsay asked. Riley buried his head in his hands. He looks up smiling, and gives a simple shrug.
“Well, back then we thought it was the best summer we had ever had, so I wanted to remind you of it because this year we’re definitely going to top it!” Kelsey said.
Kelsey began dancing in her seat and began singing along! Soon, the whole car was singing along with the classic song as their van wound deeper into the country on the country road. (“I want something e-e-else! To get me through this – semi-charmed kind of life, baby, baby…!”)
After a little while, Paul reached over and lowered the volume of the song so that he could be heard. “Alright guys, we’re coming up on Old Man Wilkins’ gas station, and it’s the last bit of civilization we’ll get before we hit the cabin, so if you need anything, this is it!”
“Civilization? If you can call it that. More like a shack with electricity,” Riley joked.
“Last time they had a dead raccoon in one of the toilets!” Jessica added.
They all laughed.
As they rounded the corner, however, instead of seeing their usual old gas shop, they were surprised to find a state-of-the-art fully refurbished gas station, complete with 6 new pumps, a large banner for “Grand Opening” and a wacky waving inflatable arm flailing tube man! They were all surprised, and everyone stopped for a moment just to marvel at the new sight. Paul pulled the van up to the appropriate gas pump and they all exited to check the new place out. Paul set up to pump gas. Lindsay grabbed her purse and joined the others as they ventured inside.
Inside, the place was well air-conditioned and very well stocked. It was probably twice the size of the original old dimly-lit place. Not only that, but there wasn’t a single taxedermied animal to be found! They all oohed and awed.
As everyone dispersed to go find the things they needed, Lindsay saw this as her opportunity to b-line for the bathroom and get herself changed before she leaked. She walked through the different aisles, nearing the washroom with every step.
Lindsay stopped, her hand on bathroom door just about to pull it open. Turning around, she saw Kelsey rushing towards her. Before Lindsay could react any further, Kelsey pulled the bathroom door open and then pulled Lindsay into the bathroom with her.
Once inside, Kelsey checked the other stalls to make sure she and Lindsay were alone. Lindsay was puzzled by Kelsey’s behavior, wondering what she was playing at. When Kelsey was satisfied that they were both alone, she locked the bathroom door and she turned to face Lindsay.
“I kind of thought we could cheat and change into one now.” Kelsey said. Lindsay was surprised!
“Well, uh… you know that’s against the rules, Kels. They won’t think it’s fair that we started wearing them before we hit the cabin.” Lindsay replied.
“I know, I’ve just been looking forward to wearing a diaper again for sooo long!” Kelsey said, with slight desperation.
Lindsay shifted uncomfortably, noting the soggy diaper hanging around her waist under her shorts.
“Come on, please Linz? Pretty please?” Kelsey begged.
Lindsay sighed. There was no way she could avoid being caught now and she could never resist one of Kelsey’s “pretty pleases”. She undid the top button of her shorts and spread them open to show Kelsey. Kelsey’s mouth dropped as she witnessed the site of a smiling Elmo on a disposable material held together by two stretched tapes.
“You cheeky butt! You’re already wearing one!” Kelsey exclaimed.
“I… well, like you, I couldn’t wait either! I didn’t think I would be discovered…” Lindsay admitted, sheepishly.
“Well, that being the case, I’m wasting no time then!”
Kelsey threw her purse on the washroom counter and immediately pulled out a pampers size 7 disposable diaper with Cookie Monster on the front. Lindsay leaned against the counter as she watched Kelsey go to work. Kelsey pulled her skirt down, revealing that she hadn’t been wearing panties, and immediately placed the diaper between her legs, taping up the sides quickly. Then she put her hands on her hips, closed her eyes and sighed. Lindsay watched as Kelsey filled up her diaper. When Kelsey was finished, she smiled at Lindsay. Then she checked for leaks.
Lindsay then took off her own shorts and undid her diaper. She lifted it up and let it bounce a few times, noting just how wet it had been. She rolled it up and tossed it in the trash. She then pulled out another Elmo pamper from her own purse and put it on. As she had relieved herself during the trip a few times, she didn’t need to go right away and simply put her shorts back on.
When Lindsay had her shorts back on and Kelsey had replaced her skirt, Kelsey walked up to Lindsay and gave her a hug. “Thanks Linz”, she said as she squeezed. When she let go, she gave Lindsay’s butt a swat and exited the bathroom. Linsday followed.
They noticed that everyone had returned to the van, so they proceeded through the gas station outside. As they exited, the girls SCREAMED as they were started by an old man who crossed their path almost immediately.
“You’re goin’ to your cabin, aintcha?” The old man inquired, a little briskly.
The girls each took a moment to compose themselves. Lindsay stared at the old man for a moment, taking in the scene: He had a thick bushy beard with weathered skin and liver spots. His clothes were ragged and unwashed and he had a fishing hat on his head that matched nothing else he was wearing. There was something familiar about him, though, that she couldn’t quite place…
“Old man–er, Mr. Wilkins? Is that you?”
“You won’t come back again!” He replies. “It’s got a death curse!”
With that, he takes a big swig out of a brown bottle covered by a paper bag. The girls exchange looks. Suddenly, another man pushes through the door behind them, startling the girls into SCREAMS yet again. Lindsay began to involuntarily wet her diaper, which, to her, defeated the purpose as part of the fun was choosing WHEN to wet it.
“Wilkins! I told you never to come back here! Go on, get outta here!” The new gas station owner yelled.
Old Man Wilkins promptly gave the new owner the finger.
The girls, taking this as their opportunity, bolted around the two men and sprint back to their car. They both practically dive in their seats, and slam the doors behind them.
“Whoa, you girls okay?” Paul asked, concerned.
“Just drive!” Kelsey yelled.
“Now!” Added Lindsay.
And with that, Paul started the car and put it into drive. Old Man Wilkins, now ignoring the belligerent Station owner, returns his attention to the young kids. He begins to run towards the van.
“WHAT PART OF NOW DON’T YOU GET, PAUL!”
Paul pushed the pedal hard and the minivan sped off, with Old Man Wilkins in pursuit.
“Doomed, you’re all doomed!” Wilkins called as his old legs started to weaken from the movement. After a few more steps, he slowed to a stop and watched the van go.
“JESUS, what the hell was that?” Asked Paul, frazzled.
“I dunno, he just came out of nowhere. Started yelling at us about “death curses” and stuff!” Lindsay said, looking back.
“Whoa, what? Who has a death curse?” Asked Ben.
“Nobody, he said my cabin had it. He’s just some crazy old man!” Stated Kelsey.
They all looked back and watched him as he fell off into the distance.
“Man, I need a beer super bad!” Said Jessica.
“You and me both,” said Riley.
Ben and Emily resume making out and Riley looks back at the old man, still waving his arms at them. He reaches into the neck of his shirt and retrieves a silver crucifix attached to a chain. He rubs it, reassuringly, and prays under his breath.
TO BE CONTINUED…