Real Heroes Wear Diapers: The Diapered Avenger (Chapters 1-3, updated 6/5)

Hello everyone, and welcome to the first in what I hope to be a series of ABDL superhero stories, similar to the Marvel Cinematic Universe. This is also my first ABDL story, so any kind of feedback and suggestions on how I can improve my writing is more than welcome. With that, I hope you enjoy.

When you think of a superhero, what comes to mind? A muscular paragon of courage willing to defend all that is good in the world? Someone with cool powers and a dynamic costume with bright colors? I’m both of those things, but what makes me different from other superheroes is the fact that I can’t keep my pants dry. My name is Nick Windel, and this is my story…

Real Heroes Wear Diapers: The Diapered Avenger

Chapter 1

But first, let’s go back a few days.

I’m a sophomore in college, and a pretty average looking guy with red hair and skin so pale, people assume I’m a leprechaun. I was currently on Summer Vacation, staying with my family for a few months. My big sister Amanda was also visiting, planning a party for her son Issac’s first birthday. I was looking for a present to get for the little guy.

While walking around town, I noticed a strange store I had never seen before I left for college. It was called “Hidden Magic”. Seemed a little on the nose, but I still went in to check it out.

When I entered, I was greeted by a nice man at the counter. “Hello there. Thank you for finding Hidden Magic! Is there anything you’re looking for?” He asked.

“No, I’m fine. Just browsing around. I don’t think there’s anything for an infant’s birthday here.” I replied as I walked around, looking at the various trinkets like crystal balls and necklaces, probably all fake.

Suddenly, my eyes turned to a strange object on one of the shelves. It looked like a pacifier, but much bigger than the one a baby uses, almost as if it was big enough for me. On the center was a red jewel that looked pretty expensive, and on the clip was some strange language I couldn’t decipher. I decided to pick it up and take it to the front. “Hey, do you know what this is?” I asked.

“Ah, the Soother of Justice. Good choice.” The man said. “It has been said that the gemstone embedded into that has magical properties that can give the user incredible abilities.”

“Okay… How much is it worth?” I ask.

The man smiled in response. “It is usually a lot more expensive, but for you, only twenty dollars. I sense this belongs to you.”

I realized this was pretty much a steal, so I decided to pay for it. I didn’t know why, but something compelled me to get it. So I thanked the man and headed back to my house. My mom and sister were out, probably shopping for the party in a few days, so I was alone for now.

I went to my room and took out my purchase. I noticed the gemstone on the pacifier was glowing faintly in my hands, and for some reason, I moved it into my mouth. I didn’t even think about it, it just happened. And as soon as it did, the gemstone shined brightly, letting out a flash as the clip attached itself to the side of my shirt.

As soon as the light faded, and my eyes adjusted, I noticed my outfit had changed, and I said to myself…

“What the hell am I wearing?!” For some reason, instead of my usual red polo shirt and camo shorts, I was wearing a bright red and blue onesie with a red cape on the back, and underneath the onesie, was a thick diaper which stuck out like a sore thumb. Even my normally reddish orange hair was bright red, almost like an anime character. I was naturally confused as to what this pacifier did to me. I tried to reach for it, but it wasn’t in my mouth. Instead, it was almost like a badge on the side of the onesie.

I pounded the side of my desk in frustration, but amazingly, it almost broke in two with the crack it caused. “What the…” I pondered for a moment. That guy at the store was telling the truth about the stuff this pacifier could do. Granted, I can only do it while dressed like a giant baby, but I guess I can live with that. I decided to head out to the backyard to see what else I could do with this.

I went out to a forest outside of town and did a little stretching to prepare myself. I started by running for a little bit, but I noticed a ran several meters in a matter of seconds. So I had super speed, that was cool.

I decided to run around some more to get the hang of it. It was really exhilarating until I was stopped by a nearby rock, causing me to trip, forcing my eyes shut to prepare for the pain. The strange thing is that… I didn’t hit the ground. I opened my eyes and found I was floating in midair. So I can fly too, that’s even cooler than super speed!

I moved around in midair, getting used to flying around, but I was getting the hang of it. I wasn’t exactly Superman in terms of skill, but I just need more practice. I also remembered how easily I broke my desk, so I decided to see how strong I was by punching a nearby tree. A few seconds after my fist made contact, the tree fell over easily. I tried it with a few more trees, even cutting one in half with a karate chop. I had never felt so alive in my life! So it was all the more jarring when I transformed back.

For some reason, the pacifier badge on my onesie (The fact that I actually said that sentence is making my rethink my life choices) started glowing again, and it let out another flash of light. Suddenly, I was back in my regular clothes, and the pacifier was back in my hand. Okay, so this thing follows Ultraman rules, I guess. However, I noticed something carried over from the costume, something I can’t believe I was still wearing.

Underneath my shorts was a diaper, which I could tell from the waistband sticking out a few inches from my pants. To which I responded…

“You have GOT to be kidding me!”

Chapter 2

I couldn’t believe it, I was in an actual diaper! I couldn’t see it when I was wearing that super onesie earlier, but now it’s clear I’m in a diaper. I had to get this off, and unfortunately, I couldn’t fly home, so I had to walk back.

It was getting late when I made it back to my house. I saw the lights were on, so my mom and sister were home. I just hoped they wouldn’t hold anything against me, and more importantly, not notice the diaper underneath my pants. I decided to bite the bullet and open the front door.

My mom was watching TV with Amanda. They both looked at me when I entered.

“You were out late? What took you so long?” Amanda asked, making me a little anxious. I remembered I had an excuse because of the pacifier in my pocket.

“Oh, well… I was out l-looking for a birthday present for Issac. Couldn’t find anything though.” I explained nervously as I tried heading up the stairs, but I was stopped by my mom.

“Hold on. Can you take off your pants for me please?” She asked like it was no big deal.

I was floored by what she just said. “Uh… what? Wh-Why?” I manage to sputter out.

My mom and sister stared at me like I had just said my wallet tasted delicious. “To see if you need a diaper change, that’s why.” Amanda said as if it was an obvious fact.

I had no idea what to say. How did they know I was wearing a diaper? Better question, why did they know I was wearing a diaper? Actually, an even better question would be how AND why they thought I needed diapers?

“Nick, I know it’s late, but you don’t want to go to sleep with a rash, so why don’t we check to make sure?” My mom asked.

Okay, I guess I’ll ask more questions later. I braced myself and slowly unbuttoned my shorts as my mom placed her hand on the front of my diaper. “Wow, you’re still dry.” She mused.

I blushed the entire time. Did they think I wouldn’t know if I used this thing? “Can I just go to bed now?” I asked. “I did a lot of walking today, and I’m tired.” I really needed to see if anything else was different.

So I took my shorts and walked upstairs to my room. I closed the door and let out a sigh. Not that I had more privacy, I took a look at the garment in question. It had race car designs on the front, with what looked like a checkered flag beneath, which I guessed was the wetness indicator. I had changed enough of Issac’s diapers to know what something like that was. I just never thought I’d actually join him in diapers.

I looked around my room, which looked pretty much the same as it did this morning, with one exception. There was an actual changing table that looked big enough for me, stocked with more diapers like the race car one I was currently wearing, and some others with different designs. There was even a diaper pail next to the table in question!

I went to my dresser and pulled open some to the drawers to check, but there was no underwear at all, just my regular clothes and some socks. “Great, so I guess I’m stuck in these.” I mutter to myself before letting out a yawn. I was really tired, so I decided to go to bed for the night, and think more about this tomorrow. Maybe the guy who sold this pacifier to me has some answers. For now, I dozed off to sleep for the night.


The next morning, I woke up and adjusted to my surroundings. I honestly thought everything about yesterday was just a weird dream I had. I was proven wrong when I pulled back my covers, and I was still wearing the same diaper from yesterday, though I noticed it felt… different somehow. I poked the front, and it made a surprising squish on my finger. I had actually wet myself!

Before I could process this any further, my mom came in to check on me, in more ways than one. “Good morning, honey.” She said as she placed her hand on my diaper and squeezed it, making me wince a little. “Yep, you’re soaked. Hop up on the table for me please.” She said nonchalantly, like this was a routine for her.

I just wanted out of this thing, so I listened and got up on the changing table and laid down. My mom stood on one end and started to undo the tapes of my diaper, pulling the front back and exposing my crotch to her. I tried covering up, but she moved my hands away as she took out some baby wipes and started wiping my groin down. I shivered at the touch of the cold wipes, but my mom kept going like this was normal for her. She actually took my legs and lifted them up like I was a baby and she kept wiping, this time on my butt.

Eventually, she finished wiping me, slid the wet diaper out from under my butt, and took out a new one. This one had dinosaur designs on the front. She unfolded it and slid it under my butt, then she… oh come on! Baby powder? Seriously? My mom was going all out with this diaper change. She took the container of baby powder and sprinkled it onto my crotch. Admittedly, it smelled sort of soothing. She eventually finished and pulled the front of the diaper, fastening the tapes on snugly. “There, how does that feel?” My mom asked as I got off the changing table.

In all honesty, this diaper didn’t feel too bad. It was bulky, but surprisingly comfortable, almost like I was wearing a pillow on my butt. “It feels fine, Mom. Thank you.” I said, prompting my mom to kiss me on the forehead.

“You’re welcome sweetie. I love you. Breakfast is almost ready.” She said as she left the room so I could get dressed

As I was putting another pair of shorts on, I was still thinking about what exactly the pacifier did to me. It not only made me need diapers, it made my family think I’ve always needed diapers. I wondered if this applied to anyone else, or if it was just my mom and sister that thought I needed diapers.

I needed to test this theory, so I took out my phone and sent a text to my friend Joe asking if he was free. A few minutes later, he got back and said he was. So we made plans to meet up today, maybe make a stop at a few stores, and find something a little more… hidden.

I headed down for breakfast, and saw my mom making some pancakes while Amanda was at the table feeding Issac. I got a plate and sat down.

“So Nick, any plans for today?” Mom asked as she sat down at the table with a plate of her own.

“I’m planning on hanging out with Joe today.” I replied. “Maybe go see a movie.”

“If you’re going out, remember to bring your diaper bag with you.” Mom said that so casually, I almost choked on my food.

What?” I cried out in protest.

“Dude, I get you hate changing, but you can’t stay in the same diaper all day.” Amanda replied. “Are you trying to get a rash?”

At this point, I just decided to ask the obvious question. “Don’t either of you think it’s weird that a twenty year old college student still needs diapers?”

Once again, my mom and sister looked like I just asked if they wanted a bite of my wallet. “Nick, we’ve been over this. You’re just not ready for the potty yet.”

“Why are you so obsessed with getting out of diapers anyway?” Amanda asked. “You didn’t have any problems a few days ago when you had a blowout on taco night.”

I inwardly grimaced at the thought of doing something that disgusting (Amanda told me how gross Issac’s last blowout was), but focused on the question at hand. “When do you think I’ll be ready?” I asked.

“Well, for starters, try to focus on staying dry more often, or at the very least, recognize when you need to go. Maybe then, we can consider potty training.” Mom explained. “Though I have to admit, it would be nice to not have to change your poopy diapers every day.” She mused, making me blush vividly.

Mom! ” I said a little more whiny than I intended. Could you blame me? What would you say if you were in my shoes? A few minutes later, I was finished my breakfast, and got up to get my jacket and shoes on, when I was stopped by my mom.

She was holding up what looked like a messenger bag. “Forgetting something?” She asked as she handed it to me. I looked inside and there were spare diapers and assorted changing supplies. “If you want to get out of those diapers, you need to keep on top of realizing when you need a change. Maybe you can even take a shot at changing yourself?” She suggested.

So I hugged her goodbye and headed out the door, determined to get some questions about this pacifier answered, and find out if anyone else saw me as a college sophomore who isn’t potty trained yet.

Chapter 3

Joe was waiting for me outside of his house. “Hey Nick, what’s up?” He asked, holding up his fist for me to bump. His hair had more of a messy brown style, and he had recently started growing a beard, compared to the peach fuzz he had back in high school.

I smiled and bumped his fist back. “Not much. Finals were brutal this year.” I replied.

Joe laughed at that, and we continued to talk as we walked around town, checking out some of the various stores. We eventually stopped at a local smoothie place for a drink.

“You heard about that experiment going on in a tomorrow?” He asked.

I raised an eyebrow in curiosity. “What do you mean?”

Joe took out his phone and brought up a picture of what looked like a mounted laser cannon you’d see in a classic sci-fi movie. “What’s that?” I asked.

“It’s this new device this scientist is working on.” Joe explained. “Supposedly, it can reverse the aging effects of expired food, which can be used to feed people in less fortunate places.” Joe then got up. “I’ll be right back. I’m gonna blow up that bathroom.” He said, making me groan.

“Aw, dude! Really?” I asked. “Do you have to put it like that?”

“Well, I’m sorry. ” Joe apologized sarcastically. “Not everyone can just poop our diapers whenever we need to go.” He added so casually, making my eyes widen as he walked to the bathroom. He knows too? How? Maybe everyone really thinks I need diapers.

A few minutes later, Joe came back, and we left the smoothie place and kept walking. “So how’s your family? Isn’t your nephew’s birthday coming up?” Joe asked.

“Yeah, it is.” I replied. “We’re having a party for him in a few days, do you want to come?” I asked.

“Sure.” Joe replied. “Just promise me you and the little guy won’t stink up the house together, okay?” He asked jokingly before laughing. Why was he being so casual about this?

“Hey Joe? I get this sounds stupid, but remind me. How long have you known I need diapers for?” I asked, and yet again, he looked at me like my wallet was in my mouth.

“Uh… since we first met?” He replied, unsure of why I asked him that question. “Why would you ask that?”

“I just… wanted to make sure, that’s all.” I replied. “Does anyone else know I wear diapers?”

“Pretty much everyone else you know, dude. You don’t really do a good job of hiding them.” Joe said, which only raised more questions. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I just didn’t sleep well last night, so my memory’s foggy.” I said, trying to defend myself.

As Joe and I went to Hidden Magic, I groaned as the store was closed for a few days. So I made a mental note to come back and talk to the man about what he sold me.

A few hours later, we went our separate ways, and I headed back to my house. On the way back, I felt a spasm in my bladder, which made me freeze in place. Before I could think of anything else, I was actually peeing my pants! Or I guess I was peeing my diaper, if you want to get into technicalities… I couldn’t do anything to stop the flow. By the time I stopped, my diaper was noticeably heavier and felt a little bulkier between my legs, actually making me waddle a little due to the thickness. Thankfully, I was almost home, so I could change into a new diaper (even if I don’t have any underwear, a dry diaper is still much more pleasant to be in).

When I walked through the front door, I saw Amanda taking Issac upstairs. “Hey Nick, how was your day?” She asked.

“Alright, it’s just… I need a change…” I replied nervously, my wide stance giving it away.

Amanda chuckled. “You’re not alone. Isn’t that right, Mr. Poopy Tush?” She cooed at Issac, making him giggle, and making me blush.

So I went to my room to wait for Amanda to finish changing her son’s diaper before she could start changing my diaper (I can’t believe this is my life now). Amanda came in a few minutes later and helped me lay down on the changing table. So I covered my face as my diaper was untaped, and she started wiping me down.

She picked up my diaper bag and took out a diaper out from it. “Wow, this thing’s still full? You really didn’t need a change all day?” She asked. “Maybe Mom was right about considering potty training you again.”

Naturally, I was flustered by that comment. “Amanda, how old were you when were you potty trained?” I asked.

“I was about three or four when I graduated to big girl underwear, why?” She asked as she lifted up my legs and slid a new diaper under my butt.

“Then how come I’m twenty and still in diapers?” I asked, pointing to the various diapers and changing supplies under the table I was currently laying down on.

“You were always hard to train.” She replied. “Mom and I tried potty training you when you were five, but you were really stubborn about it. Mom thought you just really liked your diapers.” Amanda took out the baby powder and started sprinkling it on my crotch. “We tried again when you were nine, but you still wouldn’t budge. I don’t think you’ve ever used a toilet once, much less wanted to.”

That really made my reevaluate the situation I was in. Was I really so stubborn in this world that I never even wanted to use the bathroom? What else was my life like here? “Do you think it’s possible to try potty training again?” I asked, realizing how ridiculous that question sounded coming out of my mouth.

By then, Amanda had finished taping me into another diaper, one with cartoonish animal designs on the front (It honestly made me wonder who was making these babyish diapers in my size). “Mom said she’ll think about it.” Amanda replied before leaving the room.

I walked over to my bed and laid down, still contemplating everything that’s happened to me in the past two days. Was it real, or was it a dream? I took out the pacifier and looked at it absentmindedly as I dozed off to sleep for a few hours. Look, I didn’t get a lot of sleep last night, okay?

I was woken up by the pacifier emitting a red light from the jewel in the center, and I noticed the light was pointing out the window, almost like it wanted me to follow it. So I got on a pair of shorts and headed outside.

I kept following the light, until I stopped at the forest where I first used the pacifier to transform. I noticed someone in front of me.

There was a mysterious figure dressed in a black robe, holding a staff with a white crystal embedded in the top, as well as an expressionless black mask, making me wonder how he could even see through that, or if he (or she) was even human. “Hand over the gemstone.” The figure said while holding his free hand out in a voice so distorted, it almost sounded demonic.

I took out the pacifier. “Do you mean this? Wh-Why do you need it?” I asked, holding it protectively. This guy didn’t exactly look trustworthy.

“That gemstone contains power incomprehensible to mortals like you.” The figure replied. “Why it bonded with you is beyond me.”

“Wait, bonded? What do you–” Before I could finish asking, the figure shot a blast of energy at me from his staff. I barely dodged it by rolling out of the way.

“Hand over the gemstone, or I will not make an effort to miss next time.” The figure said, holding his staff with both hands in a combative pose.

Without even replying, I ran like hell trying to get away from this monster as he kept firing energy blasts at me, destroying the trees around me in the process. Eventually, I was stopped by a chain coming out of the ground and trapping my leg, and several more like it binding my lower half in place. I tried to break out, but I couldn’t move.

The mysterious figure approached me slowly. “This is your final chance. Hand over the gemstone to me, now .” The figure emphasized that last word with an even deeper pitch. If I actually had to go right now, it would be a good thing I was wearing a diaper.

The figure raised me up so I would be standing while bound by the chains. I had the pacifier in my hand. I didn’t know what exactly it was, or why this dude wanted it, but he didn’t really look like a good guy to me.

Either way, I couldn’t let him have it. I held up the pacifier in my hand, and put it in my mouth, triggering the same bright flash as when I first used this last night. When the light faded, I was in the same onesie and cape, with my hair just as bright red as it was last night. Once again, I was… oh crap, I never thought of a cool superhero name for myself, did I? Eh, I’ll think about it later.

“You want to know how I bonded with this thing?” I asked. “I have no idea, but I’m about to show you why it didn’t bond with you!” I answered, and with little effort, I broke my legs out of the chain and flew up and charged at him. As a response, the figure to fire more energy blasts at me. I kept dodging them as I flew down and tried to punch the guy, but my blows were incredibly uncoordinated.

By some miracle, I managed to land an uppercut on the figure that knocked him back on the ground. I figured I knocked him out, so I flew away, but my leg was caught by another one of his magic chains! The difference is that this time, I was able to break it off my legs and throw it back at the figure like a set of bolas, tying him up and leaving him on the ground.

“Leave me the hell alone!” I shouted at the figure with a mixture of anger and exhaustion, and then I flew away. While flying back to my house, I was wondering what that stranger meant by saying the pacifier “bonded” with me. If it actually bonded to me like the Omnitrix, how was he going to take it back? What was he even planning to do with it? I don’t know, I was just too tired to even think of any answers.

By the time I got back to my house and landed on the ground, I had already transformed back into my normal clothes. I entered the house and quietly walked back up to my room before I fell face first back into bed, then I was out like a light.

What do you think? How’s this for a start? If you have any ideas on how I can improve this, either send me a DM or reply to this. Either way, Chapter 4 is coming soon.