Author: Triple M III

This story is pure fiction. Any references to real people are incidental.

Mark is 20 years old and still lives with his folks. For some reason he just can’t seem to get his head all together. He has had several jobs but can’t seem to find his niche or purpose in life. Yet hope is still with him. Returning to school would give him a few more years to sort things out. He has few friends which is making today much harder than it should be. You see, his folks are moving away, and because he lives with them, he must, too. This, for him, means a new neighborhood and new problems with the young adults his age.

You see, Mark is and always will be a bedwetter. He has been to all kinds of doctors, been hypnotized, deprived of fluids, and he still wets.

For years his mom and dad fought with him over his wetting. Laziness and unwillingness to get up and use the toilet was brought up almost always in these fights. His mom wanted him to wear diapers at night but both he and his dad said no to that idea. Mark just didn’t want to wear a garment "that only babies wear". After all, what would his few friends think? His mom struck a deal. Mark would have to deal with the wet p.j’s and sheets and mom would drop the diaper issue.

At about age 18 out of the blue he agreed to wear diapers and plastic pants to bed at night. This really surprised his dad, but pleased the heck out of his mom. In fact his mom went to the medical supply house and bought him a dozen nighttime cloth diapers and three pairs of soft plastic pants that very day. She had wanted him in night diapers for years and now, for some reason he quit fighting her over this issue. Little did she know--

Mark had found a new friend. Paul, a young man of 19 was sort of shy and withdrawn. He was nice enough, but he had a little physical flaw. Besides wetting the bed he would wet himself sometimes during the day as well. Because of this he had few friends. There were two reasons Mark took to Paul; first, he was a really nice and liked to do lots of fun things, and second, it was obvious he wore diapers. They bulged noticeably beneath his pants. Mark didn’t care about that though. Secretly Mark was turned on by seeing Paul wearing diapers. In the past he fought his mom tooth and nail over wearing a diaper to bed, but now he had a friend who used diapers. He was fascinated by the thought of wearing a soft, thick diaper just like Paul. It gave him a "stiffy". Often Mark would have to rearrange his swollen organ while with Paul, especially if he made hissing noises while wetting his diaper.

So now Mark had his night diapers. His mom had stacked them on his bed along with the plastic pants. The first evening went uneventfully, sort of. Mark told his mom he could handle putting on the diaper, but after a while he gave up and let his mom come in to pin it on him. His mom then pulled on the plastic pants, making sure the diaper was all tucked in nice and neat. When he got up from the bed, his mom gave him a love pat on his butt. Once his mom left the room he went over to the mirror and admired himself. This is bliss, he thought. He put his p.j’s on and off to bed he went.

Next morning Mark awoke. But not to a soaking wet bed. The dry sheets felt so good! His p.j’s were dry also, but his diaper was soft, mushy, and very warm. It felt really good. He went over to the mirror and dropped his pants. The diaper was soaked; it was easy to see this through the plastic pants. It had not leaked at all. Mark was jubilant! He was about to take his diaper off when his mom called up to see how things went. Not thinking, Mark went out in the hall where his mom was, diaper and all. His mom told him how cute he looked in his diaper. She went over and gave him a long bear hug. His full bladder released into the saturated diaper with a soft gurgling noise. Mark put his hand on his diaper, told his mom he had to change into day clothes, and disappeared into the bathroom.

Later that day, Mark went to see Paul. They played computer and PlayStation games a while, then went to the mall to get lunch. As they were walking toward the food court, Paul started walking a little strangely, and then stopped walking and his expression turned to a sheepish grin. Catching back up with Mark, he explained he had just wet his diaper. The urge had come out of the blue. This was normal for Paul though. And now that he wore diapers all the time when out and about, uncontrolled wetting no longer was an issue.

As Mark saw more of Paul, Mark began wanting daytime diapers, too. The problem was how to tell his parents. Would they accept such a strange and kinky request? Just thinking about becoming completely diaper dependent made him tingle with excitement. He would have to wait for the right time to ask.

As usual, Mark headed to his room after dinner to play computer games. He had been playing awhile when there was a soft knock on the door. Paul entered the room carrying a small backpack. He set the backpack on the floor, then asked Mark what he was doing. After talking about each of their days and how they went, a game was picked and they started playing. A soft hissing noise broke Mark’s concentration and he looked over at his friend. Paul announced he needed a diaper change, then he asked Mark to change him! Mark was so surprised and excited he began wetting his pants. Soaked them, in fact! What a mess he had now. What would he tell his Mom?

Mark changed out of his wet pants and then helped Paul change his diaper, all the while questioning Paul about daytime diaper wearing. Things like how he managed changing in public restrooms, diaper bags and the such. Paul knew Mark was wishing he had a day diaper, too.

Mark hid his wet clothes at the bottom of the hamper, hoping his mom wouldn’t find them. They would get washed tomorrow.

Mark’s 19th birthday was less than a week away. There was to be a birthday dinner, and then he and his friends could go and do whatever. There was still time to plan the evening, so there was no hurry.

When Mark came home from his job the next day, the first thing he did was go to the hamper to dig out last evening’s wet clothing for washing. His heart raced as he opened the now empty hamper. He was going to get it big time, just 5 days before his birthday. What would his parents do to him? Would the dinner be cancelled? When he entered his room, Mark found there was a diaper and plastic pants laid out on the bed. Strange. He thought he had put all the diaper stuff away before going to work. After putting away the diaper, he went down to watch TV.

All seemed ok at the house. Nothing was said by either parent concerning the wet clothing. No hints, no funny expressions. Everything was strangely normal. After dinner, Mark went to his room. Being he was rather tired, he got out the diaper and plastic pants he’d put away earlier. Better safe than sorry, he thought, while diapering up. At least if he fell asleep early there would be no wet pants or bed.

Mark always laid his clothes out for the next day just before bed. Imagine the shock when finding the pants he wet last night, all clean, dry, and hanging in the closet! He knew something had to be up. But what?

Mark was at the computer when his mom came in to say goodnight. He was dressed in just a tee shirt and the diaper. His mom said goodnight and mentioned how good he looked wearing a diaper. She always seemed to mention that. He blushed but made no comment. Then off to bed.

A few days went by, and the day of the dinner had arrived. Mark had invited Paul and a couple of others; Donna, a young lady of about 16, and Dan, her brother of 21. Much like Paul, they were shy and withdrawn. There seemed to be a secret of sorts kept between the two. They always wore clothing a bit too large. Like Paul they always carried backpacks wherever they might go. Mark often wondered if Donna and Dan had the backpacks for the same reason Paul did. Tonight, all that was forgotten. It was party time!

Everyone arrived at dinnertime and the party began. After eating there were, of course, the presents. Three computer games and-- a backpack! Just like the ones his three friends had! Mark wondered aloud what it was for but Paul whispered to him he would find out in good time. The computer games were opened and played, much soda and snacks consumed, and it was beginning to get late. They all decided to go out and take a walk before calling it a day. When getting ready to leave the room Mark noticed two of the backpacks had been moved around and looked a little heavier than they did originally. He also knew these walks the four of them took could get lengthy and there would be nowhere to find a bathroom. So he excused himself for a moment to put a diaper on.

Mark didn’t have a pair of baggy pants like the others so he got a pair of sweats the same color as the pants he had been wearing, and pulled them over his diaper. When he walked the plastic pants rattled a little, but there was no time now to worry about that. What he didn’t notice was the sweatpants were a little to tight and didn’t hide the diaper at all.

So the four of them left the house on their walk. They talked awhile and then fell silent; the only noise heard was the tapping of their feet on the sidewalk, and the crinkle noise of--- plastic diaper pants?? Mark slowed his pace a little but the crinkle noise continued and moved away from him. It was now time to find what this "crinkle" noise really was. When he caught up with them at the next corner, Mark broke the ice. He asked what the backpacks were for, and where the mysterious crinkle noise was coming from. Rolling eyeballs and complete silence. Mark knew Paul was wearing diapers, but what of the others? He stood in front of Donna and Dan, looking closely. Would they break? Mark untied his sweatpants and pulled them down just a little, exposing his plastic diaper pants. Dan, somewhat relieved, admitted to wearing diapers, too. Donna was the only one not wearing diapers. So this is what the backpacks are for! To carry spare diapers! How neat. Mark’s mind was spinning with joy, but now it was time to head back. Each one of them had gone in their diapers at least once. Poor Dan needed a change badly. At the house, everyone got changed, cleaned up, and prepared to leave. As the three guests left, Mark had no idea what was coming. He thought of the backpack he received earlier. Then he dismissed what he had been thinking.

Returning to his room, Mark found a large stack of cloth diapers and many plastic pants on his bed. He couldn’t believe his eyes! His parents came in and explained Paul had mentioned his desire for daytime diapers. So here they were. Complete with the backpack for outings! However, there was a catch. Mark had to make a choice. Either wear diapers at all times, or the diapers would be returned at once to the store where purchased. Also the bedwetting diapers would be given away, so the hassles of the wet sheets and clothing would return. It was to be all or nothing! The only problem to Mark was "pooping". Would he have to poop in his diapers? While his parents talked about that issue, Mark stroked the soft cloth diapers, excited and fearful at the same time. He wanted them so badly!

A knock at the door brought Mark out of his room. It was Paul. He had forgotten his backpack. Soon he left and Mark went back to his room. What a surprise awaited him! All those new diapers were gone!! His heart sank. Slouching down on his bed, he began to sob uncontrollably. Those diapers were just too good to be true, and now they were gone. After regaining composure, he went to lay out clothing for the next day. Imagine his surprise and glee when opening the dresser drawer he found no underpants, but the diapers! The same ones that were on the bed earlier! And in the corner of the room instead of in the bathroom was a diaper pail for the used ones. Absolute bliss!!

After putting on his night diaper and tee shirt, Mark came down to say goodnight to his parents. What a surprise it was to find his friends Dan and Paul still there in the living room. Only Donna had gone home. It was so great! Then he started back up to his room to get some pants. Looking around he noticed his friends following him. Turns out they had been invited by his parents to spend the night, and Mark never knew.

Over the next year, many good times were had by these young adults, all in diapers of course! But nothing lasts forever------

So now Mark stands in front of the house that will no longer be his home. Paul, Donna and Dan are with him; all four of them feeling the agony and grief of the moment. They say their goodbyes and promise to get together sometime, somewhere. The car rolls out of the drive for the last time and then out of sight.

At his new home, Mark is unpacking his things; loading his diapers and plastic pants into dressers, shirts and pants into the closet. He misses his friends badly and cries uncontrollably. There is a soft knock on his bedroom door. Wiping away tears he opens it. Standing there is a tall skinny guy he has never seen before. Nothing is said for a moment. Mark notices the bulging pants and backpack-- could it be?

His mom appears, saying the boy was outside watching the movers. Then he noticed you and his mom sent him over. He has a question for you. Stammering a little, the boy says his name is Sam. His face turns red when he asks Mark if he wears diapers. Mark puts his hand on Sam’s shoulder and says yes. He tells Sam he’s been crying because all of his diaper friends were left behind when he moved and he feels so all alone. Sam tells Mark to brighten up and not to worry. There are more of us out there than you might know!! You’ll never forget your old friends, but now let’s go find some new ones!

Now Mark has many diaper friends, more that I care to name here. A group is started online where Sam gets to meet Mark’s old friends, and vice versa. It is not uncommon for Mark and Sam to stay up late at night, chatting on the computer with their diaper buddies. Soon they will all get together in a secluded spot where the dress code will be----- You guessed it! Diapers and a tee shirt!