Diaper Theft

Chapter 5

After school, Alex made his usual trip to the daycare where his mom worked. The events of the previous day were still fresh in his mind, and the excitement of his secret attic stash filled him with anticipation. Today, he had a plan to add to his collection without anyone noticing.

When he arrived at the daycare, the playground was filled with the sounds of children laughing and playing. His mom was busy with the younger kids, her attention fully on them as she ensured they were safe and happy. Alex waved at her, and she returned the gesture with a distracted smile.

"Hey, Mom! I think I'm going to head home early today. I've got some homework to catch up on," Alex said, trying to sound casual.

"Alright, sweetie," his mom replied, barely glancing his way. "Just be careful, and I'll see you later."

With her permission, Alex walked into the daycare and made his way to the backroom, where the supplies were stored. He knew this was his chance to gather what he needed. The backroom was quiet, filled with shelves of neatly organized items.

Alex quickly spotted the small pack of girl's pull-ups he had his eye on, each one decorated with colorful designs. He carefully slid the pack into his backpack, making sure it was hidden beneath his schoolbooks. His heart raced with excitement as he added a few more items to his collection: a couple of pacifiers, a baby bottle, a sippy cup, and a few bibs. Finally, he gathered some changing essentials—wipes, baby powder, and rash cream—and tucked them securely into his bag.

Satisfied with his haul, Alex quietly exited the backroom, making sure no one saw him. He slipped out of the daycare unnoticed and started walking home, his backpack heavier with his secret stash. The afternoon sun warmed his face, and he felt a surge of excitement at the thought of what he had accomplished.

As he walked, his phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out and saw a text from his mom.

Mom: Hey sweetie, just wanted to let you know I'm going on a date tonight. I'll be back late, so don't wait up for me. There's food in the fridge if you get hungry. Love you!

Alex stared at the message, a mix of surprise and excitement bubbling up inside him. His mom rarely went out on dates, and this meant he had the house to himself for the entire evening. The possibilities of what he could do with all that free time raced through his mind.

Alex: Okay, Mom. Have fun! Love you too!

He quickly texted back, trying to hide his enthusiasm. This unexpected turn of events meant he had even more time to explore his secret stash and enjoy his privacy.

When he arrived home, Alex immediately headed upstairs to his room. He carefully unpacked his backpack, laying out the small pack of pull-ups, pacifiers, bottle, sippy cup, bibs, and changing essentials on his bed. He admired the collection for a moment, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

With the house empty and no one to disturb him, Alex made his way up to the attic, carrying his new items with him. The attic had become his private sanctuary, a place where he could explore his curiosity without fear of being discovered. He spent the next hour setting up his secret space, arranging the items in a way that felt just right.

Once everything was in place, Alex couldn't resist trying on one of the girl's pull-ups. He selected one from the pack and, with a mix of nervousness and excitement, slipped out of his clothes, leaving only his T-shirt on. He then pulled on the pull-up, feeling the soft, snug fit as it settled around his waist. The colorful designs made him smile as he admired himself in the small mirror he had brought up to the attic.

The feeling of wearing the pull-up was strangely comforting, and Alex found himself enjoying the sensation more than he had expected. He spent a few moments just walking around, getting used to how it felt, the fabric crinkling slightly with each step. The attic felt like a safe haven where he could indulge in his curiosity without fear of judgment.

As the evening wore on, Alex reveled in the freedom of having the house to himself. His mom wouldn't be back for hours, giving him plenty of time to enjoy his secret world. He knew that this was only the beginning of his adventure, and he couldn't wait to see where it would lead.

By the time he finally headed downstairs to grab some dinner, he was already planning his next trip to the attic. The pull-up felt like a small, hidden secret beneath his clothes, and the thrill of it made him smile as he moved through the house, knowing that his mom wouldn't be home for a while yet.