Chapter 1: Alley
I have lived a pretty normal life. I’ve done well in school, made friends, had relationships that burned as hot as the sun, just like everyone else. The one thing that sets me apart from the masses is my insatiable addiction to wearing diapers. It’s not a new thing to me, it wasn’t something that came about when I started having sexual feelings, it’s been a part of me for most of my life and I’ve known of its existence for a very long time. Diapers to me are a tool to relax, destress, forget about the burdens and responsibilities of the real world. I really like having a gateway to doing such things in a way that doesn’t hurt me or the people around me.
It was a somewhat foggy spring morning, there was still some slush on the roads because we were hardly displaced from winter. I was late for class, not entirely uncommon because I had a commute that takes almost an hour by foot and without another way to get there it was inevitable that something would delay my arrival to class. They don’t usually worry about the lack of a student since there are hundreds and taking attendance isn’t a thing in University, but we always cover something brand new each day there is a lecture. We cover something that is a part of the established curriculum. I was late for calculus, a class that I wasn’t a particular star in, so it just made the burden of being late even worse.
I had to make a shortcut somewhere, so I cut behind a building in the downtown core, hoping to find a field at the end of a maze of alleyways. As I cut in, a man in a trench coat was behind me, I felt uneasy but tried to brush off his existence but when I heard his footsteps getting closer I knew I had to pick up mine just in case he wasn’t of the nice random-stranger-in-a-trench variety. I started a jog, but so did he. At this point I knew he was following me, so I started a sprint. Without being able to check my phone for which alleys to go through I ended up at a dead end. Not good. My eyes dart around looking for a way up or a way out, neither exists. I could try to attack him but this guy was easily half a foot taller than me and I wouldn’t want to make him think I pose a threat if he kidnapped me.
He just stood there, still and silent as if he was waiting for me to make a move or say something. I backed up to the wall in the alley and he stood a few feet into it, effectively blocking the only foot route out.
“What do you want?” I said to the man, he looked as if he was one of the generic from the movies and sitcoms people who would flash his genitals when you walk down an unfamiliar alley. But they hide around the corner, and I’ve never heard of these people chasing others just to accomplish that.
“I don’t want anything from you, I’m here to give you a gift” the man replied. He produced a needle from his jacket. Now I’ve seen some movies, and I knew that these things were that kinds of things that a killer or kidnapper would use to knock you out cold for days on end.
He made a bizarre high pitch whistle, a few seconds afterwards two men his size came from the left side of the entrance to the alley. I knew then I had to try something to get out of there. I make a dash towards the right side and hope they don’t react quickly enough. That didn’t work, one of the henchmen caught my left foot and sent me head over heels flying and landing on my back. It took the wind right out of me, not a pleasant feeling.
I wheezed trying to catch my breath, the two men came up to me and restrained my arms and legs. I couldn’t yell for help; my lungs didn’t have it in them.
“Trust me, you’ll be happier with this”. He said it with an almost pleasant tone. One that you’d expect from a father talking to his son when he was about to feed him Buckley’s cough medicine. He slid the needle into my left arm and squeezed the plunger. In seconds my eyes became blurry and the men took their arms off me. There was a loud ringing in my head which made it difficult to hold a thought for long. As I struggled to get on my hands and knees I looked up and saw them walking away and around the corner.
“Wa-wait, what did you”. I couldn’t finish my sentence before I fell over. Everything went black.
END OF CHAPTER 1
(chapter 2 to be posted soon)