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Caleb's journey out of the closet
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Chapter #5

Put on the diaper

    by: Em Author IconMail Icon
I panicked, and quickly tried my best to diaper myself inside of the cramped closet, never taking into account the possible consequences of this decision. I must be the unluckiest guy in the world, because the Alexa was shut off at the exact moment I knocked over some random junk in an effort to re-orient myself. Footsteps slowly seemed to approach the closet door.

Tape side one. *Step…step*.

Readjustment. *Step…step*.

Tape side two. *Step…step*

Final readjustment. *Step…*

The closet door handle began to turn. I pulled up my shorts at the last second.

It was my mom. “Sorry about the Alexa going off. What are you doing in your closet?”.

“Just throwing some stuff away!” I blurted out, praying that I wouldn’t draw her attention to my nether regions. She seemed to believe my excuse, however at that moment, she cared more about getting me out the door, and on my way to school. She grabbed my arm, and started dragging me out of the closet.

“Forget about that, you can clean up your mess of a closet later. Do you know how late you are? You need to go now,”

The reality of my situation struck me like a bolt of lightning as a sensation quickly shot up my body. I felt the soft embrace of the padded undergarment currently taped up between my legs. Scrambling for excuses, you tried to get a few more minutes at home in order to undo your situation. “Wait,” I said. “I need to finish the rest of the trash,”.

“I’ll finish it. You need to get going right now!”

Unable to find any words, I grabbed my backpack, and ran to the bus stop as fast as I could. I sat down in my preferred bus seat, towards the back, but not too far. I tried to distract myself with anything, but all I could feel and think about was the diaper between my legs. Eventually, the bus arrived at school, where I made my way to my first period. I had psyched myself out moments before, believing that someone could see my diaper in a trash can, and somehow trace it back to me if I chose to dispose of it during school hours.

I was likely stuck in a diaper, at school, for the whole day.

You have the following choices:

1. Spend the school day in diapers

*Noteb*
2. A miracle happens

*Noteb* indicates the next chapter needs to be written.

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