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A change of pace ch 1-5
This is a story i copied from tbdl.org before it crashed or got reformatted or what ever but any way here it is oh and i don't really know who to credit for this story so if you think it is yours just say something and i will credit it to you
--NOTE: This is a FICTIONAL story. Some adult language will be used. Sexual themes will be present.— --Prologue-- Well, hi all. I'd like to tell you a story from a long time ago. It's the story of how my life was turned upside-down and inside-out. But it all turned out all right in the end. First of all, my name is Julian. Julian Drake. And, like most people, I have a quirk. I'm 25 years old, and I wear diapers. I don’t need them, I wear them because I like to. I'm what is known as a diaper lover; someone who gets sexually aroused by the use of diapers or other baby items. And this is the story of how it all began… ---Chapter 1 --- I thought it was just going to be another day. It was raining outside, the weather matching my gloomy mood. I guess its right that misery loves company. It was barely a month after my twelfth birthday and the novelty of all my gifts had already worn off. My parents were both at work, and my sister, Sarah, was out on a date. She was supposed to be at home watching me, but how does a 12 year old say no to a twenty dollar bill in response to a 'don't tell mom and dad'? I was sitting on my bed, pondering what to do with this amazing amount of money. There was so much a twelve year old could do with $20….buy toys, buy games, movies….anything! But unlike the other kids my age (or as far as I knew), I wasn't thinking about any of that. I was thinking about walking to the nearest gas station and buying diapers. Yes, my fascination goes that far back. Of course, I was 12 at the time, so the sexual aspect of it hadn't fully appeared. The nearest station was about 6 blocks away. I thought to myself 'that's not far', and got up the courage to go. It was 8pm on a chilly fall night, and it was already getting dark. I went to the gas station and on the way I formulated a plan. I brought a backpack so that nobody walking by could see that I had diapers with me. If the clerk asked why I was buying diapers, I was going to tell them I was getting them for my younger brother. I was worried that regular baby diapers wouldn't fit me, so I decided to get some of the larger sized pull-ups training pants. I also decided to get a bottle of Fanta, my favorite soda, and a candy bar. I gathered all the items, my heart racing. It felt like it was going to burst out of my chest. The clerk didn't even take a second glance at what I was buying. I was very relieved about that. "That's $12.63," he said. I handed him the money and he handed me my bag. "Have a nice night, kid. Careful, it's dark out there." "I'll be careful. Thanks," I replied, walking out the door, hands shaking. I stuffed the plastic bag of training pants into my backpack. I couldn't help murmuring myself a victory tune as I got home. I had finally done it! But…now what? I asked as I got home. I had the diapers and the house to myself for at least another hour. I went up to my bedroom and opened the package. 21 pull ups sat there, staring at me. At the time, 21 had seemed like a lot of diapers. But looking back, I went through them rather fast. I took off my pants and briefs and briefly admired myself in the mirror. 'Not too shabby,' I thought to myself, 'not too shabby at all. If I keep going the way I am, the girls will be all over me in a few years.' I grabbed one of the pull-ups and slipped it on. I had to stretch it quite a bit to make it fit, but I managed it. Again, I looked in the mirror. And again, I thought I looked rather good. I opened the bottle of Fanta and drank it as fast as I could. Part of my fascination with diapers came from the act of using them for…well, what they were made for. I sat on my bed for about 15 minutes watching some stupid show on TV until the urge finally hit. I let it go and watched as my urine faded the learning designs on the front. But I hadn't imagined that I would have to go as bad as I did. The pee started to leak out the sides of the diaper and onto my bed! I ran to the bathroom closet to grab a towel, leaving a trail of wetness along my hardwood floor. I tossed the towel onto the bed, still wetting the diaper. A puddle had formed around my feet by the time I had finished. I tore the diaper off and ran to get more towels. As I tossed the last one into the laundry hamper, I heard my sister's car coming up the drive! 'Oh, DAMN,' I thought, 'I am SO screwed!' I threw the wet pull-up into the trash and stuffed the pack under my bed. I put my briefs back on and jumped into bed after shutting of the lights. It was 9:50, and I was supposed to be in bed at 9:30 as part of me and my sister's agreement. But I was in bed now, so who's to say I hadn't been asleep? I heard two people come in. I figured she was inviting her boyfriend Jake in for a snack. I pretended to sleep, or at least I tried. Something around my prepubescent groin felt very odd. Being as young and uneducated as I was (I went to a private school where sexual matters were not taught until the 9th grade), I ignored it and slowly drifted off to sleep, a fulfilled smile covering my face. ---Chapter 2--- Ok, I'm skipping ahead a bit here. After the set of diapers I got from the gas station, I went (sadly) diaper-less for nearly four years. It was almost my 16th birthday when I finally got some more. And the story is rather interesting… I had been online, at home alone (my parents believed 15 was old enough to be responsible) browsing the internet, when my TB/DL side randomly resurfaced. So I did a google search for "teens in diapers." Most of the sites I found were awful, and I nearly signed off before I found the link that saved me. It was a link to a teen baby/diaper lover forums website called TBDL.org (yeah, I went there you guys. I went there.) I browsed some of the posts and was delighted to find out that there were a lot of other people like me out there. I joined with the name DrakeBaby. I made a few posts about my situation and was greeted warmly by the members. I was so happy! I had finally found somewhere that I felt normal being everything I was. I even met a few other members that lived in my hometown! One of them sort of creeped me out by saying that she knew who I was! I asked her if I knew her, and she told me it was a surprise. We set up a time and a place to meet, next Saturday at noon in the local park. We'd bring some food so it looked like we were just there for a picnic. I eagerly awaited it, wondering the whole week who she could be… ---Saturday--- I told my parents I was going to go meet some friends at the park and play some basketball for a while. I was planning to be there over lunch, so I brought some food. I packed myself a PB&J sandwich, a bag of chips, and a soda. I got to the park a few minutes early, so I sat at an empty table and waited for her to arrive. I saw my math teacher, Ms. Klein, walking towards my table. She was around 27 years old, a recent graduate from college, but she was a great teacher; in fact, she was one of my favorite teachers at the whole school. I figured she had seen me sitting alone and was coming to ask why I was at the park alone. I was shocked when she sat down at the table and pulled out a bag lunch of her own! "Ms. Klein? Are you…" "Yes, Julian. I am. I was the person who posted on that website. And I must say, I'm awfully surprised!" I gulped. "About what?" "That you, young man, went ahead and posted your home town on a website! Not to mention using a name that contains part of your real name! It could be a perfect giveaway to any internet predator who wanted to come kidnap you! I know that website seems like a nice safe place but I think that some of the members may not have the best of intentions." "Wow…I guess I never thought about that. So….you like to wear diapers too?" "Yes. I have ever since I was a little girl. Since I was about your age, actually, maybe a few years younger." "That's cool! I didn't think any adults would be into this stuff!" "Oh, you'd be surprised. DLism and ABism are actually not as rare as most people think. It's just that most people don't parade the fact. I know a few people from around here that are also into this, and even a few of your classmates! They're on that website as well." "Really? Like who?" "I can’t tell you that. They trusted me, like you did, not to tell anyone their secret. But you can meet them in secret if you want." "Really? How?" "I hold, erm…'special' extracurricular classes at my home every Sunday. The kids simply tell their parents that they come over to get some study help for their math classes, and I bring the supplies, and the kids just love it. Are you interested?" "Definitely! I need some help with the stuff we're learning anyway," I replied, laughing, "plus, as you probably read on the site, I haven't had any diapers since the first batch back when I was 12." "I did read that, so I brought you a little surprise." She reached into her bag and pulled out a small package wrapped in brown paper. "What is it?" "It's a small package of CVS overnite diapers. They're really absorbent and my favorite brand that you can get in US stores. I just ordered a few packs of Secure X-plus small briefs for all the kids and they arrived today. They're the best brand I've ever used and I'm sure you'll all love them as much as I do." She stood up and started packing away her things. "What, are you leaving already?" "Yes, sorry Julian, but I have to finish grading some papers before tomorrow. The party starts at 1pm sharp, so don't be late!" She walked off, and with a twitch in my jeans, I noticed the extra bulge in her skirt for the first time that day. --Chapter 3-- --Sunday-- I was so excited I could hardly sleep Saturday night. I wore my CVS sleep pants and wet them before I went to bed, enjoying the squishy feeling between my legs. I had told my parents about the study session and they said it was ok for me to go as long as I was home in time for dinner. I figured that gave me at least 5 hours of 'studying' to do over at Ms. Klein's house. I arrived at 12:50 PM, a bit early, but as my parents always said, to be early is to be on time, and to be on time is to be late. I knocked on the door, my heart thudding against my ribs. I was sweating with nervousness and anticipation of what was to come. She opened the door and smiled. "Ah, you're early! Come in, come in, I was just putting the final touches up." I followed her inside and my jaw dropped. Her entire den area was made up to look like a child's room! There were cribs, a large playpen, and in the corner, a changing table stocked with diapers. I was still wearing my wet CVS from the previous night, as I didn't have a place to throw it away at home. I gave a small cough to get Ms. Klein's attention. "Yes, Julian? What is it?" "Uhm…I…I need a-a-" "Do you need a diaper change?" "Y-yes, Ms. Klein." "Haha, we're not in school, Julian. You can call me Joy, if you like." "Ok. Yes, Joy, I need a fresh diaper, please." "Are you ok to change yourself, or would you prefer me to do it instead?" I blushed. The thought of one of my own teachers seeing me naked was rather embarrassing. "I-I can do It myself, thank you." She smiled and walked over to the changing table. She returned with a tub of wipes, a clean diaper, and some baby powder. "Here you go, hun." I looked around, trying to find a place I could go to change without her seeing me. Noticing none, I asked her, "Is there somewhere else I can go? I just don't feel-" "Comfortable? It's ok, Julian, perfectly normal. Bathroom is right down the hall, second door on the left." I went into the bathroom and took off my wet CVS overnites, throwing them in the trash. Out of sheer curiosity, I opened her bathroom cabinet and was shocked to find a huge supply of diapers in all different colors. I closed the closet doors and opened the clean diaper she had given to me. It was a Secure X-Plus brief, one of the ones she had told me about on Saturday. I put it on; noticing how much more padded it was than even the thick CVS overnites. It felt great. Since I was going to be staying here for a while, I decided to leave my jeans off and went back to the den wearing just my t-shirt and the diaper. As I entered the room, the door rang. Joy answered it and as the new person entered, my jaw dropped. It was Sally. Her sleek black hair reached almost to her waist, and her bosom was budding at an alarming rate. Her green eyes sparkled almost magically in the afternoon sunlight. I had had a crush on her since I had first met her in the third grade. We talked when we sat near each other in classes, but it had never progressed any further than that. She had actually told me that she was interested, but her parents didn't want her dating until she was 16. And that time was approaching. Her birthday was just a few days after mine, and both were within two weeks. As she entered, my immediate thought was to hide the fact that I was wearing a diaper. 'But wait," I thought, "she must be here for the same reason I am…' And I was right. After Joy closed the door behind her, she removed her (rather short) skirt to reveal nothing but a wet diaper. She saw me in the room and gave a start. "J-Julian? You're here too?" She seemed amazed. "Yeah, I met Ms. Kl- I mean, uh, Joy at the park yesterday after she found me on TBDL.org…" "Wait, you go to that site too? What username?" "Uhh, DrakeBaby." "HA! I knew that was you!" "Hehe, yeah, it is kinda obvious, isn't it. What's yours?" "ShellBelly56.It's from an old nickname, back from when I was a little girl," she giggled. She turned to Joy. "Joy, I'm wet," she said, giggling, "Will you please change me?" "Of course, Sally. Come on over here." I wanted to follow them, but I was nice enough to know that seeing someone naked without their permission wasn't good manners. I heard her giggling as Joy tickled her during the change. She came back, her face flushed, but wearing a clean diaper, the same brand as mine. I grinned as she returned and we walked off to a corner of the room to talk about our mutual joy of diapers. "So," I asked, wishing my mouth would stop salivating at the sight of my crush in diapers, "when did you, you know….find out?" "When I was about 14, actually. I was babysitting one of my uhm, a 'mentally handicapped' cousin who still wears diapers even though she's almost 12. I had had an interest in them since I was younger but never really had a chance to, you know, DO anything. So after she fell asleep I decided to try one on. I loved the way it felt, and even, well, stole a few from the pack her parents gave me for her. Then I found TBDL online about, I dunno, two weeks after that. I joined and met Joy, probably about the same way you did! I've been coming to her house for the meetings since she started them, too. They're really fun!" "Are there any other kids from are class?" "I think, two or three. Most of them are from older grades though. There are even a couple of seniors." "Seniors? Really?" "Yeah. It's ok though, none of that matters when we're here. That's kinda why I like it so much. Nobody judges anyone else; we can all just hang out and be ourselves." "That does sound cool." While we had been talking, the rest of the group had arrived. Since there was a new member, me, we all started out sitting in a circle to introduce ourselves. As I was the newbie, I had to start. I cleared my throat, "Eh-hem. Uhh, hi everyone, I'm Julian Drake, you can call me Julian, or Jules if you feel like it. I'm in the ninth grade at William James High, and uhh…I've known about my…uhm, my…" One of the other boys in the group spoke up, "Fetish?" "Uh, yeah that. Known about that since I was 11 or 12 years old, I met Joy here on TBDL.org, a great site for anyone who hasn't joined yet. And uhhh….I don't really think I have anything else to say, so, uhh, go ahead I guess." The kids went around the circle and introduced themselves. There were three other kids from the ninth grade; Sally, Jonathan, and Sheila. From the 10th grade, Dennis, Joanne, and Michael; From 11th, Marcus, Mimi, and Angel; from senior year, Jacob, Heidi, and Matt. That made a total of 14 of us in Joy's rather spacey living room. After everyone had introduced themselves, everyone wandered off to do their own things, friends finding each other, people getting fresh diapers on, and some of the older children went to separate rooms. I followed Sally as she went over to sit with John and Sheila. We talked for a while, discussing our mutual joy of diapers. The subject changed a few times, from video games to politics to schoolwork, anything a 15 year old kid could talk about, really. I looked at my watch after a while and saw that it was almost 6pm! I only had 10 minutes to get home, or my parents would be worried, and angry. I thanked Joy for the diapers and everyone else for the great time. I got my jeans back on, hopped on my bike, and rode home, making it just in time. "I see you decided to join us for dinner," said my father, almost coldly. "Sorry, dad," I panted, "I was working so hard that I lost track of time. I need to go wash up quick, be back in a sec." I went to the bathroom and wiped off my shining face. I also slid my pants and underwear down, removed my wet diaper, and hid it in the bottom of the trash can. I'd have to remove it later so my parents wouldn't find it, but it was fine for now. I ate dinner, did my math homework, or at least what was left of it, I actually DID study at Joy's house, and went to bed. I put on a new pair of CVS sleep pants, wet them, and drifted off into a comfortable slumber. Life had taken an interesting turn… MATURE CONTENT WARNING: SEXUAL STUFF -Chapter 4 (LONG!)- --Two Weeks Later-- Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to yoouuu! Happy BIIRRTHDAAYY dear Juliaaaaannn!! Happy birthday to yooouuu! I blew out the sixteen candles on my wonderful cake as everyone finished the song. Everyone clapped and asked me what my wish was. I, of course, didn’t tell them. Everyone knows that if you tell, it won’t come true. And this was a wish I had been wishing for years. Halfway through opening my presents, I encountered a very large package, big enough to be a TV! I tore the wrapping off and opened it, only to find another box wrapped inside. I went through almost 15 boxes before I got to one final box, no larger than a jewelry box. I opened it to find a shining silver key inside. I looked up to my parents, my face shining. "Is this-" I asked, almost unable to speak. "It is," my parents said, grinning. I ran outside to see a brand new shining silver Honda S2000 sitting in the driveway. I practically fainted. All of my friends were clapping for me and begging for rides in my amazing new car. I drove them all around the block a few times, and we returned to the house for cake and ice cream. Sally was the last one to leave. “So, I’ll see you at my party tomorrow, right,” she asked? “Of course! Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” I said, trying to sound mature. She giggled and gave me a quick peck on the cheek before running out to her mom’s van. My parents and I went out for dinner at the Olive Garden, my favorite fancy restaurant. All I could think of on the drive home was what a perfect day this had been. My parents turned to me as we entered the house. “We’ve got one more surprise for ya, Jules,” my dad said. Now what could that be, I wondered? They had already given me a party and a car, along with a slew of other amazing gifts. They sat me down on the couch and my dad dropped a box in front of me. It wasn’t gift-wrapped and it had XP-Medical stamped on the side. I opened the brown wrapping to find a package of Abena X-Plus diapers inside! I nearly fainted. “I….how….you guys know?” “We do, Julian,” Replied my mother. “Oh, oh god” I said, panicking, “you must think I’m some sort of freak or something, it’s just-” “We understand, Jules. We checked online and found out that stuff like this is perfectly safe and not all that rare. Why else do you think we got these for you? We looked around online and everyone recommended these.” “How….how long have you known?” “Well,” my mother said, “I am a good friend of Joy’s, and I knew she was into that sort of thing. I knew you’d never spend five hours a weekend on just math, and that combined with our internet history search, we figured it out.” “And…you’re really ok with it?” “Of course, Julian,” my dad replied, “You’re our son, and we support you in whatever you do. Just…don’t let just anyone find out, ok? I have a feeling some of your less pleasant classmates could have a field day with this.” “Of course, dad. Thanks!” I grabbed the package and ran upstairs to put one on. “Oh, and Jules,” my mom called as I was on the final stair? “Yeah mom,” I called back? “Have fun.” I smiled and went into my room. --The next day— I showed up early to Sally’s party to help her decorate. I gave her my gift and told her that I had a secret surprise waiting for her in the back of my car, for later. Her party was great, we all went to see Spider Man 3 together and had a great time. I took Sally out to Outback Steakhouse and, like a gentleman, offered to pay for her meal. She smiled and accepted it, and leaned over to kiss me as the waiter took the check away. I was a bit surprised and I accidentally kissed her on the nose. We both blushed and it got awkward for a while until we decided to leave and went outside to my car. “So,” she said, grinning at me, “what’s the big surprise?” I grinned back. “Oh, you’ll see soon enough.” We both got in the car. “Sally, do you trust me?” She gave me a quizzical look and replied, “Of course I do, silly! I wouldn’t be out here all alone with you if I didn’t.” “Then put this on.” I handed her a blindfold. “It’s part of your surprise.” She gave me an odd look but put it on anyway. I made sure it was secure and told her not to peek as we left the lot. I drove her to one of my favorite spots in the city. It was a small park built around a massive hill, and from the top of the hill you could see the entire city. I had planned the timing just right so that we could go up to the top of the hill and watch the sunset together. I took off her blindfold when we reached the top of the hill and she gasped at the scene. The sun was casting beautiful gold and pink rays across the cityscape. A laid out a blanket and we cuddled on it, watching the sun slowly sink. She aimed a kiss at me again, and we got it right this time. It felt like I was in a scene from a romance movie. We kissed for what seemed like an eternity, though I knew that less than a minute had passed when her lips left mine. We smiled at each other and kissed again. Soon we were laid out on the blanket, entangled in each others’ arms, kissing deeply. “I love you, Sally.” I hadn’t meant to say it. I had been thinking it. It had just…slipped out. She looked shocked for a second, and I blushed. ‘Great,’ I thought to myself, ‘I blew it. I came on to strong. Now she probably thinks-‘ “I love you too, Julian.” She was grinning at me. I kissed her again. Her eyes were so blue…I felt like I could spend an eternity staring into them. I stood up. “Stay here, I’ll be right back,” I told her, running to my car. I grabbed a bag from the trunk and brought it back with me. It was dark now, and the dim park lights had flickered on, or the few that still had working bulbs did. I opened the bag and pulled out a thick Bambino’s diaper. Sally saw it and smiled even wider. “Oh, Julian, I love it!” She pulled up her already heightened skirt to reveal a clearly soaked depends. “Here,” I said, handing it to her, “You do it, I couldn’t.” “But Julian,” she said, grinning devilishly at me, “babies like me don’t know how to change their own diapers!” I stared at her in disbelief. It was our first date, and she was already going to let me see her naked from the waist down? She seemed to know what I was thinking. “Don’t get any dirty thoughts, mister. I’m just asking you to change me, not have sex with me.” She laughed. “Well, not yet, anyway.” She gave me another devilish grin. I laughed, albeit a bit nervously, and proceeded to untape her diaper. I folded it and set it on the blanket, wiped and powdered her cute butt, and put the new diaper on her. She wriggled a bit, enjoying the feeling of fresh padding. “Well, Sally, I scratched your back…” I pulled down my jean shorts to reveal my own soaked Secure. She knew exactly what to do, and was rather quick about untaping my diaper. She giggled as my penis sprang out of it. “Ohh, looks like my baby is having some naughty thoughts!” She ignored it other than that and she touched it a bit when she put the new diaper on me. It jerked again when she did and again, she giggled. We just laid there for a while, wearing nothing but our diapers and shirts in a totally public place, watching the stars. *BEEEEEEP* My phone rang. I looked on the caller ID and saw that it was my mother. “Hello?” “Julian, where are you? I told you to be home at 10:00, it’s almost 10:15!” “Oh sh- Sorry, mom. Sally and I are at Trent Park and we’re stargazing and I guess I lost track of time! I’ll be home as soon as I can!” “Ok honey, just don’t let it happen again.” “I’m not grounded or anything,” I asked, astounded. “Well, I think I can let you off this time, considering the circumstances.” “Thanks mom. Be back in a bit.” I clapped my phone shut and turned to see Sally readjusting her skirt so that it covered her diaper again. I pulled my shorts back on and we walked to my car hand in hand. Sally and I kissed again when we got back to her house, and I told her I’d call her the next day. She smiled and waved me off and she opened the door. I was in a daze as I started driving back home. I felt like my life was complete. My parents accepted me, I had a great girlfriend who was a TB too, everything was wonderful. It felt like it was just too good to be true. And I guess it was. When I was about two blocks from my house, a drunken man in a Nissan Pathfinder smashed into my car. -Chapter 5- Beeeeeeep… Beeeeeep… Beeeeeep… I groaned. Everything around me was so…foreign. All I could hear was this persistent beeping sound, and some muffled talking that seemed like it was coming from a very long ways away. I opened my eyes and felt blinded by the harsh lights all around me. I closed them immediately and groaned even louder. I guess that the people talking were closer than I thought, because one of them rushed over to me. “Julian,” the voice said, “Julian, can you hear me?” “Urgggghhhhh…y-yes,” I groaned out. I recognized the next voice immediately. It was Sally. “Oh, Julian! You’re ok! I was so worried!” I felt her arms close around my chest and groaned even louder. It felt like her arms were covered in knives! Sally heard my pained groan and let go immediately. My eyes snapped open and I saw several people standing around me. There was Sally, my mother and father, a few of my cousins, my aunt Rachel, a doctor and a nurse. “Wh-What happened?” I stammered. The doctor stepped forward to answer. “You were in a car accident, Julian. A drunk driver crashed right into the driver’s side door of your car. You’re lucky to be alive.” “Am…am I going to be ok?” “Well,” he said, checking his clipboard, “the only bones damaged were in your pelvic area. It will heal up fine eventually but you’ll have to be in a wheelchair for a while. Just until the bones can heal.” I nodded. I felt really drowsy. The doctor explained in a rapidly softening voice that the pain meds were kicking in again and that everyone should leave and let me get my rest. ----- The next few months, looking back, passed in a blur. Sally and my family were all very supportive. I was lucky that my school was very technology-based, because I was able to take all of my classes online and I still pulled off an A- average. As far as my car and the other driver, he wasn’t wearing his seat belt, and did not survive the crash. Our insurance covered the car AND the surgery, thanks to the fact that my dad worked for them. I was able to return to my school in the beginning of senior year with two perfectly functioning, albeit a bit sore, legs, and, well….let’s just say I had more than one reason to wear diapers now. Five years later, when I was in college studying Pharmacology, I proposed to Sally, and she accepted. I have since graduated and we moved to a nice little house in a suburb not far from Miami. And from what Sally told me earlier, it sounds like we have another member of the Drake family on the way… ---FIN--- |
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