Diaper Theft

Chapter 2

The next morning, Alex woke up with a sense of excitement and a plan. He had worn the pull-up again the previous night, savoring the softness and the comforting padding. But today, he had something else in mind—he wanted to stay home from school to enjoy more of his secret adventure without the pressure of his daily routine.

He knew he needed a good excuse to avoid going to school, and the best plan he could come up with was to pretend he was sick. It wasn't the first time he had used this trick, but he needed to make it convincing this time.

Alex shuffled downstairs, trying to look as unwell as possible. He rubbed his eyes and let out a few exaggerated yawns. As he entered the kitchen, his mom was busy preparing breakfast. The smell of bacon and eggs filled the air, but Alex had little appetite.

"Morning, sweetie," Ms. Parker greeted, glancing up with a smile.

"Morning, Mom," Alex replied, his voice sounding a bit off. He slumped into a chair, hoping his performance was convincing enough.

Ms. Parker noticed his demeanor. "You don't look so well this morning. Are you feeling okay?"

Alex put on his best sickly face and groaned softly. "I don't feel so great, Mom. My head hurts, and I think I might have a fever."

Ms. Parker's brow furrowed with concern. "Oh, honey, why didn't you say something earlier? Let me check your temperature."

She went to the drawer and pulled out the thermometer. Alex sighed dramatically, trying to look as pitiful as possible. He stuck the thermometer under his tongue and waited as his mom watched anxiously.

After a minute, Ms. Parker took the thermometer out and frowned at the reading. "You do have a slight fever," she said, her concern evident. "Maybe you should stay home today and rest."

Alex nodded, trying to hide his relief. "Thanks, Mom. I think I'll just lie down and try to get some rest."

Ms. Parker nodded, feeling reassured that her son was taking the day off to recover. "Alright, you get some rest. I'll call the school and let them know you won't be coming in today."

Alex watched as his mom picked up the phone and dialed the school. He could hear her explaining the situation to the secretary, and he felt a pang of guilt for being deceptive. But the thrill of having the day to himself made it worthwhile.

Once the call was done, Ms. Parker came back to Alex's room, bringing a bowl of soup and a glass of water. "Here you go, sweetheart. Try to eat a little and drink plenty of fluids. I'll be in and out today, but if you need anything, just let me know."

"Thanks, Mom," Alex said, accepting the food with a grateful smile.

Ms. Parker left him to his rest, and Alex waited until he was sure she was out of earshot. He got up from bed and went to his closet, retrieving the remaining pull-ups he had stashed away. With a mix of excitement and anticipation, he laid them out on his bed, ready to enjoy his day off.

He spent the next few hours exploring his secret more thoroughly. The comfort and novelty of the pull-ups became his private escape from the world, and he reveled in the freedom of having a whole day to himself. Without the usual school routine, he could indulge his curiosity and enjoy his adventure fully.

As the day wore on, Alex felt a sense of satisfaction. He had managed to stay home from school and had all the time he needed to explore his new secret. The thrill of his rebellion mixed with the comfort of his hidden indulgence, making for a memorable and exhilarating day.