Weekend in Diapers (Pt. 1)
High school was in full swing. Students at Tahoe High were eagerly anticipating the end of school one Friday afternoon. In every class, students looked at the ticking clock, waiting anxiously for the short hand of the clock to reach the very top. Once it did, the school bell rang and students rushed out of school without wasting any time to enjoy the weekend. Hank walked out of school, jumped into his car and sped home, dodging and weaving through rush hour traffic. When the tall vulpine arrived at his home, he removed his sunglasses, slid off his black overshirt and tossed it onto his shoulder. When he opened the door, he walked into his living room where his younger sister watched TV. The sassy cub turned around to see Hank before rolling her eyes in disgust and returned to watching shows.
"I thought I was going to have the rest of the house to myself, jerk," snapped his sister, Kayla.
"Just watch your shows. I'm going to be in my room," said Hank in a flippant tone.
Shirtless, Hank opened the door and set the backpack he was carrying on the floor next to his bed. He walked over to his computer desk where he noticed that he received an e-mail from his classmate, Jordan. The e-mail simply read, "So we're on for the party tomorrow at your house?" Since his parents were both on a business trip for the weekend, Hank decided to throw a party with his parents' blessing. He was planning this party for months as it was meant to celebrate his year of graduation. On Monday, it would be graduation day. Hank sat down at his desk chair and replied to Jordan by writing, "Yep, definitely. Bring food, soda and supplies - H." When Hank clicked the send button, he closed his eyes, smiled and happily swiveled around in his chair. He was hoping to get better acquainted with his classmates given that he was shy all throughout the time he's spent in high school until now. After senior prom, Hank felt socially energized. He wanted to make as many friends as he could; be as popular as he possibly could without acting desperate. How convenient was it to have his parents out of town one week before the graduation ceremony?
The long fox leaped up from his chair and looked at the mirror, which doubled as his sliding closet door. He brushed his wavy long, brown hair back over his head and looked at himself with a smile. Then he slid the closet door open and looked at the top shelf. Suddenly, his smile turned into a facial expression of agitation. He forgot something that he needed to get at the local pharmacy, which was a destination he forgot to stop at on his way home from school. He muttered, "Shit!" to himself before putting his shirt back on, his sunglasses. He rummaged through his khaki shorts to find his car keys and he zipped out the hallway and into the living room. He stopped for a moment to see his sister as he continued to relax on the couch.
"I'm going to head out and get something -- and, you remember the party I'm having this weekend, right?" asked Hank.
"Yeah, yeah, I know. I'll be at my friends place tomorrow morning. I'd rather be over at Jessica's house than hanging out with you and your stupid friends anyway," Kayla barked.
Hank chuckled softly, shook his head and left. He jumped into his car and drove to the local pharmacy, where he was greeted by a lioness behind the counter. The pharmacist grinned and bowed slightly to Hank as the fox waved.
"How are you today, Hank?" said the lioness.
"Pretty good, actually. And I--"
"Oh, I'm sorry. I was about to ask how your grandmother is doing."
Hank shifted his eyes around sheepishly for a moment. "She's doing better, thanks. I'm just here to pick up the--"
"Fitted briefs, right? Well, we got a shipment of a newer kind that's more absorbent. They'll cost about five more than the bags you've been buying. Is that alright with you, Hank?"
"Sure."
Since he was a freshman, Hank started wearing adult diapers. After wetting the bed a couple of times at 15, Hank got embarrassed and he felt that the problem would get worse before it got better. After school, he walked to the pharmacy -- which was only three blocks away from campus -- and he would ask for diapers for his grandmother who had passed away one year earlier. Since it was more socially understandable that seniors would be wearing adult diapers more than adults his age, it was the perfect excuse to prevent any future embarassment. After wearing diapers, he felt uneasy at first, but over time it became routine. Once it became routine and once he was able to manage it while balancing his social life, he found diapers to be sexually arousing, though he realized at the same time that he really wasn't incontinent.
Hank was motivated to continue wearing diapers after a certain incident. After diapering up one evening, he went to a friend's house party. There was beer readily available. The fox indulged and got very intoxicated by late evening. In his drunken stupor, he waddled over to the rest of the boys who wrestled playfully with each other in the backyard. Forgetting that he was wearing a diaper underneath his jeans, Hank participated. At one point, he was tackled by a red dragon, Jordan, who also attended some of the same classes as him in school. Jordon tackled Hank from the front and wrestled him on the ground. The red dragon had the advantage since he was far more muscular and powerful than the fox. Suddenly, Jordan was leaning on top of Hank. He looked down on the fox and laughed as the drunken crowd of jocks cheered on.
Jordan's crotch grazed Hank's. He could feel pressure from Jordon's waist on top of his crotch. He felt sweaty and his fur started getting wet from the perspiration -- and the humidity outside added to the intensity of the moment. He felt his heart throbbing and his cock sliding out of the sheath. He was getting very aroused from the situation. This was the first time he had felt such a strong sexual pulse, but since he was drunk, he was too lazy to keep his arousal in control. Then, the unthinkable happened.
Being drunk, Jordan saw everything as a blur. His movements started to slow down and he lost the ability to move his bodily normally. The red dragon took a long sigh and laughed in the midst of his alcohol-made daze. He leaned his muzzle toward Hank's. Jordan was close to enough to Hank's face that Hank could smell the alcohol on his breath. Hank looked up at the dragon as he growled and hummed mysteriously. Hank felt warm liquid pouring onto his jeans. Hank looked forward at Jordan's waist where the dragon had apparently lost control of his bladder. Through his brown pants, Jordan urinated through the jeans in full force. The dragon's piss saturated Hank's jeans. Normally, Hank would react and decry what was happening, but he remained in a state of paralysis, watching as someone he barely knew wet his pants recklessly on top of him without a single care. Hank could feel the length of his shaft increasing and curling upwards around his diaper as he watched a muscular, grown dragon regress into a helpless, incontinent hatchling who enjoyed having the happy accident.
The jocks laughed and cried as they watched. One of the boys pulled Jordan off of Hank out of pity for the fox. To his surprise, the male received a disheartening frown from Hank who said very stoically, "What did you do that for?" With the bottom-half of his t-shirt and pants wet, Hank pushed through the crowd and made it to a bathroom inside. He quickly closed the door and made sure it was completely locked. The fox stripped all of his clothing except for the diaper he was wearing. His erection quieted down enough so he could release his bladder. Hank sat on the toilet with the seat closed and he wet himself profusely. As the loud music was blaring outside the bathroom, he could hear his piss sizzle as it flooded the diaper with an immense amount of force. Like Jordan, the alcohol made Hank's bladder a little loose. He could feel the leg gathers wrap around the bottom part of the toilet. He looked up at the ceiling and sighed heavily. With his paw, he grabbed onto the front of his diaper as he peed. He felt the beating of his heart out of sheer joy and pure arousal. When Hank finished wetting himself, he saw his diaper had turned a bright yellow and the diaper's wrinkles faded away.
He looked at his diaper for a minute and thought to himself, "I'm a dirty, little pup." He masturbated by stroking himself from outside the diaper. Then he thought of the dragon wetting himself on top of him. He imagined Jordan wearing diapers and how it would've been "hot" if the dragon wet himself to the same extent as he did without one. What would happen if the dragon messed himself as well? What would happen then? Before Hank could visualize all the possibilities, he came in his diaper very heavily. He was overcome by a very thick, sticky feeling that made him feel naughty. Fortunately, his climax occured right before someone knocked on the door, asking to come in. Still very drunk, Hank put his clothes back on and he opened up the door. Jordan stood before him appearing more sober than before.
"Hey man, look, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to do that to you. I feel like shit about it," said Jordan.
"No, no. Don't worry about it. No problem at all." Hank's response shocked Jordan.
"I don't know what to say, I--"
"I already told you dude, don't worry." Unfortunately for Hank, he was still a little intoxicated so he couldn't resist saying what he was about to say next. "I kinda liked it."
The dragon raised an eyebrow. "You what?"
"No, I mean... I was having fun goofing around. We should hang out more."
In an attempt to put the embarrasing incident behind him, Jordan bit his lip and continued on with the topic. "Yes, definitely," said Jordan, nodding. "You seem like a nice guy so... y'know, whenever."
"I'm going to head back to my place and get into dry clothes. E-mail me sometime, alright?"
Jordan nodded more enthusiastically. "Oh yeah, sure. Of course. Take it easy!"
Hank left abruptly and drove back home. He snuck into the house through the side entrance since his family was eating in the dining room -- adjacent to the living room -- and he would've had to answer some questions about why he looked like he pissed his pants. He entered through the back door of his house and sneaked into the bedroom where he changed as quickly as he could. Throughout the rest of the night, he dreamt about experiencing the same sexual thrill but only on a larger scale in an environment that he was in control of. Without debating where he stood in terms of his sexuality, he knew he was physically attracted to Jordan, but he didn't know how to describe that attraction in a non-sexual way. All he knew was that he needed to set up a rendezvous with Jordan. Before he went to sleep that night, he devised a plan that could work in his favor.
At the pharmacy, Hank gave the lioness behind the counter money. He carried the case of diapers underneath his arm and walked calmly to the car. He opened up the trunk and threw the case of diapers inside. While he drove back home, the sly fox grinned. His plan was finally coming into fruition. Now, it was only a matter of time before he hit paydirt.