Oliver's Diapered Summer

Diapered Summer Starts

Jolene was an average girl, with average blonde hair, (it wasn't natural but she didn't advertise that openly) an average family, average life, and certainly with average interests. Well... all except for one. Since as long as she could remember, she had been fascinated with diapers. It started when her brother, four years younger than her, was born. She didn't know why, but she watched her mother run this way and that, feeding, changing, and rocking her infant brother, she couldn't help but think "I wanna help".

When she hit puberty, she discovered a forum where people were discussing something called "diaper discipline", and everything from them on was history. Now seventeen, she knew what she aspired to be when she grew up; a full time nanny. But not for little kids, for other grown ups. And that was when she first met Oliver, a fairly cute boy, her age, standing like a deer in the headlights at the door to the Nurse's Office, seeming to have... er, had an "accident".

From then on, she was interested. So, she probed him. He was skittish, wanna be rebellious, and rather submissive for a boy his age. Perfect, she thought to herself as she laid on her bed. School had just ended, and it was time to set her plan in motion. Her parents were both total workaholics, and they had planned a huge business trip to the UK for this Summer. And her brother had Summer Camp. So it would be just her in the house, all by herself. She was responsible, her parents knew this. So, they trusted her not to cause trouble on her own. Just perfect...

"Hey Oliver, wanna spend the Summer at my house? I have something big planned," she typed the message to Oliver, then thought for a second and deleted it.
"Hey, Olive. I have a surprise for you, and I think you'll like it. Stop by?"
Good enough. Send.
Oliver's reply was short enough; "Alright. This better not be a trick."

Oliver showed up about ten minutes later and rung her doorbell. "What's up?" He asked nonchalantly when she answered the door. She could tell, however, under his cool exterior, that he was bursting to know what the surprise was. She glanced down at his pants, an inconspicuous bulge there, where she knew there was a diaper. She smirked at him, he blushed, and she let him in. "I wanted to ask you something, and based on your response, I'm gonna show you something." Oliver looked at her after she said this, tilting his head a bit. "That's a weird thing to say but... fine."

She led him to her neat living room. She lived in a nice house, with modern affinities, quite different from Oliver's quaint family home. He stared around uneasily before looking at her. She sat with her arms folded, perhaps waiting for him to say something. "What...?" He prompted her. Jolene finally responded, asking a question he was not expecting in the least. "Do you know what diaper punishment is?" Oliver searched his mind, and uncovered a forgotten memory of stumbling across a website filled with what was labeled "diaper punishment cuties over eighteen!"

"Maybe...? Is that where someone puts a diaper on you as a punishment, in like, kink play and stuff? Why are you asking me this?" Oliver's face was hot, and he knew it was probably beet-red. Jolene let out a loud, raucous laugh. "No! What are you talking about?!" She snorted and giggled some more, and Oliver's eyes turned to saucers. After she took a breath she said, "Sorry, sorry... Yes that is what I meant. I was messing with you." She had gotten all the information she needed. "Okay. Follow me."

Oliver followed Jolene through a hallway and into a room he assumed was hers, where he found a surprising assortment of things. Most notably, a giant crib with a padlock attached to the gate, dominating one wall. Above the crib was a shelf with many picture books. On the other wall was probably Jolene's bed, and by that was a padded table he assumed was meant to be an adult-sized changing table. One last amenity was a big playpen below a large window with the curtains secretively drawn. Oliver stared around the room, speechless. "Like it? I assumed you might." Oliver was furiously blushing, but behind his shock was a layer of excitement, badly hidden.

"What is all this? I-I'm not into this. Not at all!" Oliver exclaimed. Jolene rolled her eyes. "Yes you are. All the signs are there! And I'm very good at reading people. Anyways, I'm not judging. I was... kinda hoping you'd like it." Oliver just stared around some more, looking just as scared as when she had first seen him. She put her arm around him, suddenly, not thinking about it, and rubbed her hand along his arm in what she hoped was a comforting gesture. He didn't push her away, but didn't seem to realize what she was doing. "So... is this that- that diaper punishment thing?" He asked finally.

Jolene nodded. "Well, yes and no. It's called ABDL, adult baby diaper lover. There don't have to be punishments if you don't want. I would pretend you be your mom, and you'd be my son, like role playing. We could do it all Summer if you want." Oliver pulled away finally. "I need to go home." He sounded uneasy. She let him go. I'm never wrong about anyone. He just needs time to think.

Oliver drove home, confused and kind of weirded out. What on God's Green Earth was she trying to coerce him into? This had to be a joke. That was when he noticed it. There was a wetness in his diaper he hadn't noticed before. He had wet himself while in the giant nursery. It has to be unrelated... He told himself.

That night Oliver couldn't sleep. He had to use the bathroom, but was too warm in his bed to get up. There was something telling him though... something in his mind saying he wouldn't get up. He would just go. He had a diaper on, after all. What harm could it cause?

But he squeezed his legs together tighter and rolled over when he felt his bladder try to release. His heart was beating fast for some reason. Why? He looked at his phone. It was almost one in the morning. He unlocked his phone, opened Google, and created an incognito tab. He searched "Abdl" and saw the results.

After scrolling for some time, Oliver found a few YouTube videos from ABDL people and learned more. He found himself drawn to the idea for some reason. He put his phone away at 2:30 AM, but found he couldn't sleep. He kept thinking about Jolene diapering him and treating him like a baby. He knew what he had to do that following day.

Oliver woke up that morning, changed out of his wet diaper, and went downstairs to his parents drinking coffee. "Mom, Dad?" He got their attentions. "Yes, hon?" His mother replied. "I just saw a thing online about a summer camp for kids who love math. It said it's a good opportunity and some colleges even consider kids that have been there. I kinda want to go." He figured they would say yes. He was almost 17 and could be trusted to go places on his own. His mother and father looked at each other. He then got all the usual questions: what's it called, where is it, how long does it last, when does it start. He showed them a website for a math camp that did actually exist, but he did not plan on going there. His parents eventually agreed. He would go in 2 days, and stay the whole Summer. It was perfect.

Finally, Oliver pulled into Jolene's driveway. He saw her come out of her house and smirk knowingly at him. He blushed. "Change your mind, Diaper Boy?" She teased when he exited his car. He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. "Er- yes. Now tell me all the rules."