College Diaper Bet - ABDL

Consequences

It wasn't long before a crowd of first years had gathered around Danny. They were smiling, laughing, taking videos of him as well as selfies to be shared online. No one seemed interested in helping him. He half-heartedly wished that Campus Safety would come to his aid but he knew that could backfire: he was only about forty yards or so from the Health Center where he assumed Campus Safety would take him. If he was returned to Nurse Amanda and Richards in yet another soiled diaper, he was certain that Dr. Jones would ensure that he had to wear diapers for the rest of his time in college. 

But, thankfully, a car stopped in front of his bench and his roommate Jacob got out of the passenger seat, hurried over to Danny, cutting the duct tape with a pocket knife, and escorted Danny to the car, much to the disappointment of the booing crowd. 

The car immediately sped away and Danny saw it was driven by Eric, another of his fraternity brothers. Jacob reached back and tore off the tape that had muted Danny and went to work on cutting the mittens off. 

Danny said, "Thank you so much," but he instantly regretted his words. After all, Jacob was the one who had gotten Danny into this entire diaper misadventure by winning their bet and then getting Danny so drunk at the mixer. It was hard to imagine that only twenty-four hours or so had passed since then - it had been the most difficult day of Danny's life. 

But, instead of saying you're welcome or offering an apology, Jacob said, "Dude, you've really fucked up."

Danny was shocked and could only dumbly repeat Jacob's words: "I fucked up?"

"Your stupid ass video that Kappa Sig shared everywhere has basically guaranteed that we're not going to get anyone to join our new pledge class." 

"You think I wanted to make that video, Jacob? They forced me to do it!"

"It doesn't matter, Danny! The whole fraternity was pissed at you and, well, the Executive Council held a vote and decided to suspend your membership."

Danny couldn't believe it: "They're suspending me?!"

"I'm sorry, Danny. This whole thing is pretty fucking wild. They were going to expel you but I at least convinced them to not do that. But they think the fraternity's best hope of salvaging this year's pledge class and at least getting a handful of new guys is to have as much distance from you as possible."

"What the fuck! This is bullshit, they can't do this!"

"I'm sorry, Danny, they already did."

"So, what? I'm supposed to move out of the house?" 

"I'm afraid so. You'll at least be able to spend one more night at the house, get cleaned up, packed, but they already sent the paperwork to the Deans of Greek Life and Residential Life. It sounds like you'll have to move into on-campus housing."

Danny was livid and in shock. It felt like his world was spinning and crumbling at the same time. When they finally arrived, Eric hurried inside without even so much as glancing at Danny. And when Danny and Jacob entered, no other Beta Chi brother was in sight. It seemed like everyone had retreated to their rooms and didn't even want to cross paths with Danny. 

Still, Danny was finally able to take off the leotard, tights, plastic panties, and diaper in the bathroom. He wanted to burn all of them but settled on wrapping them in a black garbage bag and throwing them away. And then he finally stepped into a shower stall and turned the water to as hot as he could withstand, letting it cleanse him and distract him from reality. 

When he was drying off in his room, Jacob had disappeared, increasing Danny's sense of being a social pariah and isolation. Finally, he was able to put on a pair of boxers which felt as significant and good as what the first moon landing must have been like. But then Danny spotted the package of diapers that he and Jacob had originally bought for the stupid bet that had ruined his life. He wanted to throw it out the window but then he remembered that Dr. Jones had required him to stay diapered and expected him to arrive for his appointment tomorrow padded. So he let the package remain in the corner of the room, and he felt like it was mocking him as he packed his belongings. Thankfully, he didn't own much: his clothes were able to be stuffed into a large suitcase, his class books into a duffel bag, and his laptop into his backpack. But then he realized he still didn't have his phone or wallet - they were somewhere at Kappa Kappa Gamma. Normally, not having his phone would have made him feel naked but he hadn't even thought much about it because of everything he had been going through. Besides, it might be good for him to not see what was getting spread all over social media. But, as soon as he thought of it, he pulled out his laptop and immediately went to his various social media profiles. 

It was bad. Really, really, really bad. 

There were videos of him drunk and pooping himself at Kappa Kappa Gamma, photos of him asleep in a diaper in the Health Center thanks to that stupid first-year he had crossed paths with, videos and photos of his fake girly birthday party at the sorority, including the various dances he had been required to perform, the video he had been forced to make at The Sling where he talked about how much he loved sucking cock, and videos and photos of him duct-taped to the bench with all the first-years around. Every photo and video tagged him in it and his inboxes were full with messages like "cute diapers loser" and "you are so pathetic" and "you thirsty cocksucker!"

But, then, with horror, he found a message from one of his sisters: "omg what's going on with you? why are you wearing diapers?"

And, as if it couldn't get worse, he found a message from his mom: "Danny, please call me when you see this."

Hot shame overcame him and he began crying, all alone in his room, with the package of diapers still sitting in the corner and seeming to stare back at him. He got into bed and tried to pretend he was someone else.