Diaperboy: resistance is futile

Diaper-boy: The becoming Part 1

      Johnny woke up suddenly at 3AM, still groggy, he felt—wet! He grabbed his crotch, it felt  heavy, as if full of something! He was not in his boxers. Johnny reached for the light on his nightstand and switched it on. Throwing off the covers he realized to his amazement was in a diaper!

      "What the hell! The hell!" Johnny shrieked, throwing his legs-over and onto the cold wood floor. He pulled the diaper off, it was soaked, he ripped them off in shock. Tossing them onto the floor,looking at them incredulously. He tried remembering what happened. Coming late from the bar where he had a few drinks with his buddies after work. He wasn't drunk, hell the bar was a mere four blocks from his apartment in Dyker Heights Brooklyn. Johnny jumped in the shower,washing himself vigorously then drying himself off. When Johnny-stepped out of the shower, he noticed his blue boxers were folded at the foot of his bed. He slipped them on, eyeing the diaper on the floor he picked it up and tossed it into the small trash-can next to his desk. Tying off the trash-bag he immediately went-downstairs and threw it into the outside garbage can. Johnny didn't care he just ran outside in his boxers and nothing else. He just wanted that stupid diaper out of his place! Must've been one of his stupid drunk buds pulling some sick joke he thought as he headed upstairs.

      Johnny shut the door to his first floor apartment behind him. He ran through the events of the night as he went back to his bedroom.Johnny didn't see or hear anything out of the ordinary, he went to the bar after work had a few drinks but didn't get drunk. He was sure he wasn't. Went home alone that night, after they left the bar his buds said their good-byes and went their separate ways. So what's up with this diaper he was clearly wearing, and he peed into it! Someone was playing a sick joke that was for sure.

      "Fuck!" Johnny said out loud. He hadn't peed a diaper since he was two, three tops! So what in the hell was going on here! Johnny was out with three buddies, Drew, Will and Derrick, how or when did they have the time to do this if they went home that night. Johnny rubbed his hands over his face and flopped back onto his bed, he'll ask them what was going on that night—minus the fact he was in a diaper of course! There must be some logical explanation. Johnny is twenty-eight for fucks' sake! This is some kind of twisted joke. Johnnys' mind was racing but he was unable to make sense of this madness. He closed his eyes and tried to go back to sleep, he threw the covers back on himself and over his head.

      "If one of those assholes did this to me," he said. "I'm gonna fuck them up." Johnny turned on his side and drifted off to sleep.Johnny got up at 8 AM the next day, had a couple of waffles and coffee and headed for his Jeep Wrangler. He was an auto-mechanic at the local Jeep dealership. Same place he met his three friends, they all worked the day shift. Maybe one of them can shed some light on just what happened that night. Driving up to the dealership he parked in his usual spot and went inside the garage and Will greeted him with a "What's up man," both men fist-bumped and Johnny replied, "Same old thing."

      "Mrs. Winston is back I see," Johnny said pointing to the Sebring convertible up on the lift.

      "Yea, like clockwork, she's due for her regular oil change." Will replied wiping his hands from some greasy residue. Will bent down to pick up a wrench that was on the floor and as he turned his back to Johnny. Was that a diaper peeking out from his blue work-pants? Johnny also noticed that his pants looked 'fuller' than someone that wore boxers usually. As if they were padded or something.

      "Where's Derrick?" Johnny asked.

      "He's out back in the parts department." Will replied. Johnny eyed him suspiciously. Will smiled back. "Something wrong?"

      "Did you go home last night."

      "Yea, we went back home early because the next day we had to go to work—you know." Will replied matter-of-factly. "Why do you ask."

      "Nothing—had a bit of a hang-over or something—never-mind." Johnny replied, going off to his station. Opening his tool-box his eyes widened and jaw dropped. "What-the-hell..." he said incredulously. There was a pacifier in the tool-box! Johnny picked it up, looking around, he wrapped it up in a tissue and tossed it into the garbage pale next to wall.

      "Somebody's fucking with me here, I know it!" he muttered under his breath. Derrick came by to say hello, startling Johnny. "Hey man, you ok?" Derrick asked, "You look like you've seen a ghost."

      "Um, yea, I was just distracted is all." Johnny replied. Derrick  smiled and brushed past him. Johnny saw what appeared to be the top of a diaper sticking up slightly from the back of his work-pants! Johnny's dick stirred in his pants much to his shock, Derrick always had a nice ass but Johnny never had those feelings before.

      "What is this!" Johnny mouthed to himself. "Am I seeing things? going nuts? what!"