Tony's Barbecue [Archive][A Quick One] (Patreon)

“You shouldn’t make bets you can’t win.  No use crying about it now.”

Tony was right.  Lee had lost fair and square, and he knew the stakes from the beginning:  the complete and total humiliation of the loser.

And Lee lost.

At the very least, he mused, let it be said that Tony sure knows how to humiliate someone.  There had to be 30-something people in Tony’s backyard for a barbecue.  Tons of food, tons of beer and…Lee, who had a very special job.

“Getting full, buddy,” Tony teased, patting Lee’s bottom.  That was an understatement.  Lee was almost completely naked, except for the comically oversized disposable diaper he was wearing.  Written crudely on the diaper in a black permanent marker were the words ‘Trash Can.’

“Room for some more?” asked Rebecca, holding her plate of half-eaten macaroni salad.

“Of course,” Tony replied with a smile.  “But just the food.  The plate goes in that bucket over there.”

Rebecca nodded, pulled the back of Lee’s diaper open, and dropped her sticky food into the back of it, where it landed on top of some potato chips, macaroni and cheese, half of a baked potato and some strawberry gelatin.  She released Lee’s waistband, letting it snap back in place, and gave his bottom one more pat, admiring the impressive weight it was holding.

“What happens when it's full?” she asked Tony.

“I’ve got a whole pack of diapers.  We could do this all day,” he said.  Lee could only blush a bright shade of red.

“Hey, diaper boy,” shouted Chuck from across the lawn, “come here!  I’ve got some applesauce!”

Lee slowly waddled across the lawn, his diaper was starting to sag making it much harder to walk normally, to accept the next addition to his mess.  With every step, he could feel the soft mass shift about.

“Isn’t this kind of a waste of food?” asked Rebecca.

“You’d call this entertainment a waste?”