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But then I saw. Beyond my legs, I saw Sam wearing that devilish smile and holding something in each hand. I didn’t know much about babies, but I immediately recognized the two items...the first was a canister of baby powder and the second was a disposable baby diaper.

Once again my body kind of took over on it’s own. I automatically tried to get up from the changing table, but my arms were still strapped down tightly, so I couldn’t move.

Jeff must have noticed my resistance, because he said, “Ah ah ah…you know the deal, kiddo.”

I let out a soft groan as I realized he was right. As I continued to furiously blush, I said, “But…me? A baby…?”

“Chill out, kid,” Chris said. “Stop whinin’ so much. Here, this’ll make you happy.”

I saw Chris reach underneath the changing table and emerge holding a blue pacifier. Without warning he stuck the nipple of it into my mouth and said, “There you go, wittle Bwakey! Suck your paci-waci!”

Automatically I spit it out and said, “Shut up! Why are you guys doing this?”

“Hey, now, don’t blow it,” said Shawn. “We told you, you have to be initiated.”

“How many times do we gotta go over this?” asked Jeff. “You know the deal, kid. If you want out, tell us right now, and we’ll let you put your clothes back on, walk outta here, and you can’t join our club. But if not, just lay there and be a good little baby and let us do the work.”

As horrible as this was, I REALLY REALLY wanted to join the club, so I regretfully said, “Oh, all right, I’ll do it.”

“There, now that’s better,” said Tyler. “Here, let me go wash off your pacifier.”

As Tyler went to go wash off the pacifier, Reggie and Aaron each grabbed one of my legs. As they did so, Sam unfolded the plastic disposable baby diaper that he was holding.

“You see,” Sam said. “Ever since my baby brother was born, my parents have always tried to get me to help take care of him. He’s real cute and fun to play with, so I learned how to do all of the things he needs, like put him to bed, give him his bottle, and change his diapers. The guys come over to my house a lot, so I showed them each how to do this stuff since they liked my brother too.”

As he spoke, Reggie and Aaron lifted my legs up towards my head, with my butt pointing right at Sam. I felt Sam slide the diaper underneath me, and then I felt the cool powder smack up against my butt.

“So me and Jeff came up with this idea for the initiation to our club. It was real easy to get diapers and baby stuff from my brother, and we planned to save some of it for future initiations…although we can buy more diapers any time if we need to. In fact, we’ve been buying our own for initiations instead of using my brothers’ since his don’t fit us kids so good. This right here is a Pampers size 6 that we’re putting on you…looks like it’ll fit you just fine!”

As Reggie and Aaron lowered my legs back down, I looked on in anguish as the guys smiled and Sam shook some of the baby powder onto my crotch. Then, the guys worked together; Reggie and Aaron each grabbed one side of the diaper on the lower end and pulled them up over my waist. At the same time, Shawn and Chris grabbed each side of the upper end, and taped the diaper over my waist. Before I knew it, I was wearing a baby diaper for the first time in about eight years, and I felt really stupid, especially since there was a Baby Mickey Mouse design along the strip that covered my belly button.

It was a pretty funny feeling…the diaper was so different than my underwear. It was thicker, softer, and made a crinkling sound as I moved. What was even weirder about it was that it felt vaguely familiar…it seemed to trigger tactile memories lodged deep inside my brain, especially since the smell of the baby powder had done the same thing earlier. It was almost like I was remembering what it felt like to be a baby again!

“All done!” said Sam with a babyish tone. It sounded the tone he probably used when he changed his baby brother.

“Ain’t Blakey the cutest thing?” asked Reggie.

“I fink he’s just adowable!” said Chris in a mock baby tone as he pinched my cheek and laughed.

“Yeah yeah,” said Aaron. “Baby Blakey’s all set in his ‘cool’ diaper, ain’t he?”

As they all continued to laugh at my newly diapered state, Tyler returned and immediately stuck the pacifier in my mouth. I sucked it reluctantly, and tried to act cool rather than embarrassed.

“But we can’t have little babies just running around in a diaper only,” said Shawn.

“That’s right,” said Jeff. “Chris, you un-strap Blake. Tyler, go get the shirt.”

As Chris un-strapped me and made me sit up straight, Tyler returned with a light blue shirt that had the word “BABY” written on the front of it in weird looking letters.

As Reggie and Sam fitted it over my head and put my arms through the sleeves, Jeff said, “Yeah, I added the writing to this thing during summer camp once. I got a lot of strange looks, but since I knew it would prove useful for our initiations, I didn’t care.”

“All right,” said Sam as he finished putting the shirt on me. To my dismay, it was short enough that it didn’t cover up the diaper at all. “Now that Blakey’s dressed, I think it’s time to get goin’.”

“Right,” said Shawn. “So let’s put his shoes back on and get the stroller ready.”

‘Stroller?!’ I thought in exasperation. Were they gonna take me outside? I didn’t know if I was up to doing that.

Jeff seemed to notice my worry, but he just smiled and said, “Prepare yourself, kid.”

Chris and Aaron put my shoes and socks on while Sam and Reggie left, to get the stroller ready, I guessed. As they did so, I realized that I wasn’t going to wear any pants, and I felt very naked since I was only wearing a diaper and my shoes and socks from the waist down!

“Wait a sec,” I said anxiously. “Don’t I get to wear pants?!”

But Aaron just smiled and said, “Nuh-uh, you only get your diaper!”

“That’s right,” Jeff said with a smile. “It’s a warm day out, and it’s perfect weather for babies to just romp around in there diapers. Besides, we want everyone to see our little baby’s diapy, now don’t we?” he asked as he bent down and lightly pinched my chin in a joking manner.

After that, Chris said in that sickening mock baby tone, “Ok, now, Bwakey. You know that wittle babies cwy a wot. So wet’s hear your biggest baby cwy!”

Jeff took out my pacifier, but all I managed to do was say, “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

“Nope,” said Shawn. “No crying, no club.”

“Oh all right,” I said. Feeling extremely stupid, I let out the best cry that I could. It came out a little more high-pitched than I had planned, so I’m sure that’s why it caused another eruption of laughter.

“Ha ha!” said Aaron. “Blakey sounds just like a real baby! He must be a natural!”

“Hey, he does wear transformer underwear,” Tyler said with a smile.

“No he doesn’t,” said Chris. “He wears Mickey Mouse diapers. Look!”

As they continued to laugh, Jeff soon said, “Ok, ok, that’s enough. Shut up. Ok, Blake, now we gotta hear some baby talk.”

Again, feeling stupid, I let out a stream of goo-goos and babyish gurgles, which resulted in more laughter.

“Ha ha, that’s pretty good!” said Shawn.

“Maybe if you’re real good your mommy will give you some cookies and a big ba-ba of milk!” Chris said to me.

“Hey, guys, we’ve got the stroller out here!” I heard Sam yell from outside his front door.

“Alright, let’s take him,” said Jeff. He grabbed my pacifier stuck it into my mouth again, and then said, “Tyler?”

With that, Tyler hoisted me up into his arms again and carried me out of the nursery and then out of the house. I saw Reggie and Sam waiting by a stroller with big grins on there faces.

The stroller had light blue padding on the seat, and it was the kind that had a bar in front of it going across and another one to separate the two leg holes. Tyler had little trouble putting me in it; he just slid my legs through each of the sides of the middle bar, so I was now sitting in the seat with my legs dangling down. The guys told me to put my feet on a little bar above the ground so my feet wouldn’t drag.

For some reason I felt even more helpless in the stroller. The only good thing was that the bar covered up my diaper pretty well. However, that was just cold comfort given what I knew was about to happen.

“All right, have you guys filled him in on the signals yet?” asked Sam.

“Not yet,” said Jeff. “All right, Blake, listen up. In order for you to pass the initiation, you’re going to have to do what we say. For the most part, you only have to follow our lead…just go along with what we tell people. But, we’re gonna need you to do certain things without us telling you…so we came up with some signals for you to catch on.”

“Yeah yeah,” said Aaron. “You gotta act like a baby when we do certain things.”

“Right,” said Shawn. “Ok, first of all, if one of us pats you on the head, you have to start crying. Got that?”

I nodded without taking my pacifier out. That sounded easy enough to follow…but it would be hard to make myself do it.

“Next, if one of us claps our hands, you have to act like you want a bottle,” said Chris. “And you can’t ask for it like a ten year old. Remember, babies speak baby talk, they whine, and they call it their ‘ba-ba’. And then when someone tries to give you the bottle, you have to really want to drink it.”

“Got that?” asked Tyler.

As I nodded, Sam said, “Oh, that reminds me!” He then darted off.

“And finally,” Jeff said. “If one of us grabs you hand, you have to act like you’ve wet your diaper. We’ll probably only do that one once, though…”

“What?!” I asked, causing the pacifier to fall into my lap. I quickly grabbed it. “What do you mean ‘wet my diaper’?”

“Well, obviously babies wet their diapers,” said Jeff impatiently. “That’s what diapers are for.”

“Yeah yeah,” said, Aaron. “But you ain’t gotta really wet it on the spot.”

“Just act like you peed yourself,” added Reggie.

I groaned as I put the pacifier back in my mouth. This was just getting better and better.

“The only other thing is that if someone asks you a question, you should take out you pacifier and answer. But like a BABY would,” added Tyler.

“All right, you got all that?” asked Shawn.

I once again nodded. Around this time Sam came back, carrying a bag with baby designs on it over his shoulder.

“Good thing my mom has two diaper bags for my brother,” he said. “We can just use this spare one.”

I didn’t know what Sam had in the diaper bag, but I knew it couldn’t be good. I soon found out at least one thing, because he soon reached inside and pulled out a stuffed dog.

“Ha ha, nice touch,” said Jeff as he took the dog. “Here, kid, a furry little friend for you to cuddle if you get scared,” he said as he handed it to me.

I just stared at it for a few seconds before taking it. I had to admit, it was a little cute, but I wouldn’t want to caught dead holding it. On the other hand, I didn’t want to be caught dead wearing a diaper and sucking a pacifier all while being pushed in a stroller, either.

“A’ight, let’s go,” said Reggie.

“Right,” said Jeff. “Aaron, Shawn, you guys get a head start and go let ‘em know what’s happening.”

As Shawn and Aaron ran up ahead and left us, I wondered what Jeff was talking about.

Without further ado, Tyler got behind the stroller and began to push me with Sam, Jeff, Reggie, and Chris walking beside me. I’m sure it was quite a sight to behold as they pushed me down the sidewalk.

As we continued, a woman in her yard noticed us. She did a quick double-take at the sight of me, and then looked at Chris and said, “Chris! What on earth are you and your friends doing? And why is that boy in a stroller?”

“Oh, hi mom,” Chris said. I wondered what the guys were gonna say now…was the initiation going to be cancelled? “Well, this is Blake. And we’re just helping him out.”

“What do you mean?” she asked as she walked over in front of me, obviously suspicious of what was going on.

“Well, you see,” said Jeff. “Blake here REALLY likes this girl down the street.”

‘What?!’ I thought. I didn’t like girls!

“Yeah,” said Sam. “So he asked us to help him out. So we went up and talked to her, and we found out that she really likes to play house.”

“But she be gettin’ bored with her little ol’ fake baby dolls,” said Reggie. “So we gots dis idea…”

“Yeah,” said Chris. “We asked her if she would like to have a real baby to play with. But we couldn’t let her ‘play’ with a real baby…”

“So we asked her what she would think if a real boy dressed up like a baby and played with her like one,” said Tyler.

“And she loved it!” said Sam. “So we told Blake here about it, and it was his ticket in.”

“Yeah, he was all over the idea,” said Jeff.

“Oh, is that so, Blake?” she asked me.

Remembering what the guys said, I took out my pacifier, smiled and said in my best baby voice (very reluctantly, I might add, even though my reluctance didn’t show), “Uh-huh! Me a baby!”

Chris’ mom couldn’t help but laughing at this remark, and then she said, “Well, isn’t that the sweetest thing! A little boy doing all this for a little girl he likes! And I must say, you’re quite a cute baby!”

I blushed as I saw the other guys stifle their laughs. “He’s even practiced crying to make it even more realistic,” Chris added. “Go on, Blake, show her,” he told me as he patted me on the head.

Deciding this was not the time to back out, I did my best to let out a babyish whine. Again, Chris’ mom laughed and said, “My, that’s very good! You sound like a real baby. And is that…a diaper you’re wearing?”

“Come on mom, you know babies wear diapers,” Chris said.

“Yes, you’re right,” she said. “Well, you boys go on. That’s kind of a weird game, but if she likes it and Blake likes her…well, who am I to judge? You boys have fun.”

She walked away as the guys said bye to her. Once we were out of earshot, Sam said to me, “Good job, Blake. You handled that well.”

“Yeah, and it wasn’t really true…no girl wants you to play house with you as her baby,” added Tyler. That was a relief, at least.

“But that part was easy,” said Reggie. “The real test be comin’ up soon.”

As we continued down the sidewalk, a few more encounters like that one happened, with people asking about my stuffed dog and pacifier in addition to why I was doing what I was doing. But Reggie was right…after we went a few more blocks, the real test was upon me. Because to my horror, I saw up the street, talking to Shawn and Aaron, was Kelly and two of her girl friends.