If Life Went My Way

Graduation, Parties, and Beer

'Finally. I can leave and start my own life' I thought to myself while taking my college degree.
I smiled broadly as I walked down the auditorium stage to stand near my fellow class mates, most of which were smiling too.
I was the youngest; I'm graduating at 21. My degree is in marine biology. My life is finally going the way I want it to. I'm so happy!
All though one thing was missing. Ever since I was 14 I've wanted to be an abdl (adult baby diaper lover). And I've wanted to take incontinence injections.
Thinking about not being able to control my bladder and bowels in a nice, warm, fluffy, diaper, turned me on right there. I didn't show it though.
I want someone to love me, to be my mommy, to change my poopy butt, to give me laxatives when I'm a bad girl 'I think I just got wet a little' my face goes a slight shade of red. But no one notices due to my cheeks always being red.
I'm snapped back to reality as my family runs towards me on the stage as all the former students are now allowed to go. They all bombard me with hugs kisses and 'Congradulations!', and 'You did it!'s. But it's all that can be expected. Not a lot of my family has gone to college.

[Time forward: Bar]

Since I got into college so young, I told my parents I wanted to wait until graduation to have my first drink(my birthday is in November). So I had friends and family there to make sure I didn't do anything dumb. I just hoped that having my two families together for one night wouldn't cause any scenes.

I of course had never had any alcohol (or enough to drunken me) so I asked my parents and friends parents what I should drink. So they all came up with a game. They would take twelve cups of each a different kind of alcohol and one with water and set them up bowling pin style at the end of one of the tables. I would get at the other end and throw quarters at the cups, if it landed in one, I drink that cup. If it misses, I take two quarters and throw them. If each quarter land in two different cups, I drink both. If one of the two lands in one cup, I only drink the one. And we continue until I'm out of drinks or we're out of money.
So this sounding interesting to me, I accept this game. I throw the first quarter. It lands in the center cup; they hand the cup to me and I drink it. I almost spit it out because of how gross it is but choke it down knowing it'll taste better as I go.
"How do you guys drink this?" I say through coughs. I get a pat on the back and a lot of laughs. I'm handed another quarter, I miss. Another quarter, both get in a cup.
This process goes on til I'm completely shitfaced and it's 1:30am. Hannah (my bff) decides we should go home. Hannah has been my friend ever since 4th grade. We're almost inseparable. She helps me out to her car as the other newly graduated and other parents disperse from the bar. Hannah drives me to my house, grabs her bag and me, and helps me into my house. She is spending the night as it's a special occasion for me so it's only custom now that she come over and celebrate.
As she brings me upstairs, my bad knee aches on one of the steps. When I was 15 I hurt my knee badly in gym class and it easily gets hurt now. I grab my knee almost causing Hannah to fall; she grabs the railing to steady hefself.
"Are you okay?" I can hear in the tone of her voice she thinks she may have hurt me.
"Yh. Immah fan" I slurr drunkenly. She still knows what I meant and gets the message. She takes my shoulders and continues going up the stairs, slower this time.
As we get to the top of the stairs I slowly begin to fall asleep. My eyelids feel like cement, but in school that was a normal feeling. I feel my stomach gurgle as I drift off as I'm placed in my bed.