( this passage is property of the author Neal Roberts and is not to be reposted or reprinted in part or in full without the authors prrmission )
I was a fairly normal 8th grader, At 5 foot 9 I was a little tall for my age witch made me a good first baseman on my school team.
Last summer I went to my friend Kevin’s party and met this girl Ema average hight brunette also"normal "
When it was about ten everyone started playing truth or dare using this app on Joes phone most of the dares where stupid but a few where fun.
The first "fun"dare went to Ema
“Kiss a player of your choice”
“Umm Ryan” we then proceeded to make out.
We kissed for about a minute before Kelsey (Emma’s friend) broke it up. We then had endured a few more stupid dares like “hug everyone in the room” and “run around the block without a shirt” and we soon got bored so we stopped playing.
Anyway soon afterwards Me and Ema started dating. We were the perfect couple, the couple who never got in fights. We agreed on mostly everything, we would take turns sitting with each-others friends at lunch because we would try to do everything together. We soon became the “model couple” in our grade.
One day I was called into guidance to see the school phycologist
“Do you know the new girl Amy”
" Well I have a deal for you"
“I was thinking you would become her boyfriend and sort of”
I cut him off right there" you now I am dating someone right?"
“Just tell her you that you want a break, and just continue to date her after you find Amy some friends that’s all you need to do”
“Why would I?”
" Because I can raise your grades"
" like that is a good reason to break up with the girl I have dated for the past nine months"
" But your grades are below a C average so you can’t play on the baseball team If I don’t raise your grades, try outs are in one week you know"
" why me why not some girl or at least a guy without a girlfriend"
" she likes you" A long silence followed this statement
I had to play baseball and if this guy really could raise my grades to allow me to play It was worth it.
“Ok, but you need to raise my grades today”
“I will do that as soon as you leave”
" ok bye"
" I will see you Monday to talk about the progress you’ve made"
I then left.
At lunch I told Emma about the offer
“So you are going to dump me for the creepy new girl!”
“She isn’t that creepy and No I just want you to know when I am with her I am not cheating on you just pretending to date the new girl until she finds friends. Are you ok with this? All it means is we pretend to have a break while I find her friends Which should take a week at most”
“Dose that mean I get to slap you in the face in front of everyone”
" not really but if you want to I guess"
“Ok” (Emma then screamed so everyone could hear)REALLY! AND THAT MAKES IT OK! She then slapped me and walked away. By the end of the day every one in the school thought we where on a break
I have sixth period with Amy so after class I asked her if she wanted to study after school. She was surprised I was talking to her and she turned blood red.
“Whose house” she thought for a few seconds
" I don’t care"
“Ok then come to my house, just get on bus 273 instead of your normal bus”
" I don’t think my mom would like it if I was at a guys house, well she doesn’t know you"
“It’s fine I’ll come to your house then”
“Bye Wait what is your bus number”
I then texted my mom telling her I would be at a friends house studying
When I found bus 940 I was sorta surprised when she wasn’t sitting alone. She was siting next to some sixth grader who apparently had no friends on the bus.
I took an empty seat a row behind Amy. I tapped her on the shoulder
She blushed again “I thought you might forget”
“Well I didn’t”
“so where do you live”
“You know redwood road?”
“Well there is a sub-division right at the end of the road I live there”
“So who do you live with”
“Well just me and my mom”
I then, avoiding the subject of her dad, asked where she lived before
" New York City"
" ya well we moved here so we could get out of the city"
Well mainly because my mom never liked the city"
We showed up at her stop and got off
“You see the red one two houses down”
I noticed this was Carl’s subdivision. He lived in a house at the end of a road near Amy’s house.
We walked into the house.
Her mom asked from upstairs" hey sweetie how was school, did you make any friends?"
She started coming downstairs and saw me
" mom this is Ryan He is studying with me"
She was more comfortable in her house even though I was there. I then noticed a look on her mom’s face like she was expecting me, she didn’t seem surprised to see the guy Amy liked hanging out in her house. I then figured Amy’s mom was the one who put the guidance counsellor up to this.
“Ryan I should probably call your mom so she knows where you are”
“She knows, I texted her earlier today”
“But she needs to know where to pick you up. What’s her number?”
" Great I will call her now"
We then went into the living room to study. I laid on a reclining chair and she sat on the sofa. She started to read the chapter of the history textbook that we needed to read that night. The Chapter was on the French Indian war. I remember being bored as Amy read the chapter a loud. I soon fell asleep.
When Amy’s mom woke me up I was really confused. I then remembered everything and apologised for falling asleep. Amy’s mom then asked me if I wanted to stay over. I asked why and was told my dad wanted to take my mom out to eat and it was Friday so I didn’t have school over the weekend. I said sure .
Amy then took me downstairs so we could watch tv.
We watched re runs of Malcolm in the middle.
We soon ate diner.The entire time Amy was looking at her mom with a somewhat mad look which made dinner awkward . To break the silence, Her mom asked me where I wanted to sleep. I told her wherever so she told me I could sleep in the guest bedroom.
Then Amy and I then went back downstairs. I asked her why she was mad at her mom.
" well you had to have a reason to be mad"
" I wasn’t mad" she was hiding something
After watching more tv her mom called us upstairs . Amy’s face was pale. I could see the sweat beading down her face as she waited for her mom to proceed
" Ryan, Amy has a bladder problem, so she wets the bed every night " Tears started dripping down Amy’s face as her once pale face, turned blood red.
“Because of this she wears diapers every night so she doesn’t pee all over her bed”
Amy ran up to her room
" now I understand you don’t have this problem but just in case I would like you to wear one too"
" your crazy"
" well the mattress in the gust bedroom is expensive and I don’t want it ruined"
“this is insane”
Well I think it might make Amy feel a little better about the situation. I am the only person but you, the school phycologist, and a few of her friends back in New York who know about her problem, so it might help if you showed you understood by wearing one."
I thought for a little while, If I gain Amy’s trust it might be Easier to find her friends.
" but why I haven’t wet the bed seance I was four, I doubt I will wet it tonight"
" but you could and better safe then sorry"
" and no one will know"
" I won’t tell anyone"
" and just for tonight"
" exactly no one will ever know, and you probably won’t even need it"
I couldn’t just say no, and it wouldn’t be humiliating as long as no one finds out right?
She then went upstairs I would guess so she could comfort Amy.
I just sat there not knowing weather or not to go upstairs.
After about five minutes of waiting I went upstairs.
I noticed four doors, two to the right one straight ahead and one to the left. The one to the left was open and inside I saw Amy who was not as bad off as she looked when I last saw her. I also saw her mom comforting her. As they noticed me Amy wiped up her tears and her mom stood up.
"Sorry to keep you waiting downstairs "
“It’s fine” I said
" seeing as its 9:30 you two should get ready for bed"
" You can change in the bathroom downstairs, Ryan."
Taking the hint I went downstairs to change.While waiting I thought about Amy. I felt bad for her. She is a bed wetter, she needed to move to a new school away from her old friends to a school where she can’t find new ones. When she finally thinks she gets lucky and Her crush studies with her at her house not only do I find out she wets the bed but I am put in a situation where I need to wear her diapers.
I used this to reassure myself that wearing a diaper tonight was the right thing to do.
As I finished up her mom came downstairs.
“So I brought you down one of Amy’s goodnights and seeing as they are allitle big on her they should fit you fine”
I then noticed a large looking diaper covered in pink butterfly prints.
“Sorry about the butterflies but that is the only kind Amy has so it will need to do”
She seemed surprised I didn’t object.
“Great you can change in the bathroom”
She handed me the diaper and walked away. I was hesitant to take off my jeans and boxers but after a little thought I took them off. I looked at the diaper I had previously laid on the floor. It was a slip on so I supposed I just put my feet through the two holes. I slid the thick padding up my legs. The diaper was tight, especially on my crotch, probably because it was a girls goodnight. I also noticed a somewhat comfortable padded feeling to the diaper. I then put back on my jeans and shirt over It.
Amy’s mom called from the kitchen" I am making you two a fruit smoothie, Mark are you allergic to anything?"
After about a minute Me and Amy where told the smoothie was ready. I was hesitant to be seen by anyone wearing a diaper. My jeans where not very baggy so you could tell I was wearing a diaper or something extra under my pants. I told myself that Amy would be wearing them too so it can’t be too embarrassing.
I was wrong. When I walked out of the bathroom and into the dining room I felt the most embarrassed I had been in my life. Even though I knew that Amy, who was already at the table, was wearing one too.
I had never been in a situation where one of my peers had seen me do anything that was close to this embarrassing. My face turned beet red as I felt ashamed of myself I felt reduced to a sad pathetic piece of trash. I have not come this close to crying seance I was eight and I broke my arm.
I then pulled myself together and slowly advanced towards the table, avoiding any eye contact with Amy or her mom.
I sat opposite of Amy at the table and slowly sipped my smoothie. The smoothie was actually very good and I was very thirsty so I drank the whole thing in less then two minutes.
After I finished I got up and went to the guest room where I was to sleep. I laid on the bed trying to fall asleep even though I couldn’t, mostly because of the fact I was wearing a diaper.
After about five minutes Amy’s Mom came in.
" I noticed you where wearing jeans and I figured that they wouldn’t be comfortable to sleep in so I brought you some of Amy’s shorts for you to sleep in. I am going to leave them here on the floor Ok?"
I felt a feeling of absolute nothingness at that point. I didn’t care.
I soon reasoned with myself. Amy was not going to care that I had worn a diaper. I soon realised she was probably in a worse state then me. She probably thought that after I left her house tomorrow, I would never talk to her again.
This would have been true if I had for some reason voluntarily came to her house after school.
It was true that I couldn’t sleep in my jeans. I figured I had nothing to lose by putting on the shorts. I then got out of the bed and walked towards the shorts. They where neon green short shorts with an elastic waste.
I didn’t see the harm in putting them on. It wasn’t like someone was going to see me. They hid the diaper at least somewhat. I got back in the bed and eventually fell asleep.
I woke up to a moist, worm feeling near my crotch. I didn’t know what it was but it felt great. I laid in the bed for about five minutes before opening my eyes. It was dark. I looked for my alarm clock to see what time it was. It wasn’t there. Soon everything came beck to me. I then realised
the feeling was a wet diaper. I panicked. I looked at my phone to find it was about one in the morning. At least I had time to think. I could just throw the wet one away and sneak across the hall to Amy’s room and put a dry one on.
I then tried to take the diaper off. It wouldn’t budge. It must have been stuck on there from all of the piss. I looked out the window. The woods where just across the street. If I went through the woods I could get to Carl’s house. I texted Carl to leave a pair of scissors and a pair of sweatpants on his back porch.
After about five minutes he texted back asking why. I told him that he can’t ask but he would owe me. He then told me that he would put them on the patio table. I told him I owed him one.
I then climbed out the window onto the roof. I jumped off of the roof into a bush about five feet below the roof. I then had to brush off all of the leaves on me. I ran across the street and into the woods. I soon noticed that I had to go again.
As the pressure built up on my bladder I started to run until I couldn’t hold It anymore. As I let the pee flow into the now overflowing diaper I felt pressure on my ass. I soon couldn’t hold that in ether so I let a soggy crap fill the back of the diaper. I felt like a true baby as for the first time in my life I cried. I didn’t even bother continuing to Carl’s house because with shit all over myself there was no way I was going to change into Carl’s cloths. I just walked back to Amy’s house crying.
I entered through the front door and went back upstairs to the guest room and laid in the soggy mess that was in my diaper feeling defeated. I then softly cried myself to sleep.
( this is part one of three, feedback is welcome)