Daily Free-Write May 11, 2021: An Easy Bet Pt. 4 (Patreon)

Continued From Daily Free-Write March 25, 2021 "An Easy Bet Pt. 3"

Dexter slowly came to as he heard noise in his room. He groggily tried to sit up and wipe the sleep from his eyes but found that he couldn't move. He tried harder. Nothing but a distinct crinkle coming from his mattress every time he shifted. He opened his eyes and looked around, confused for only a moment to see himself in some sort of pink fleece onesie strapped into an oversized nursery crib, but then he remembered.

"Oh no..." he said to himself.

"Oh yes, baby boy," said a guy with curly blonde hair who he recognized from last week's festivities.

"H-hey, man. Come on. Let me out of here."

The man lowered the crib rails and grabbed the oversized baby under the armpits. "Look at you, baby bunny! You're so darn cute. Why would I let you out?"

He carried Dexter over to the changing table and as he did, Dexter could feel his diaper sagging low, the sleeper probably being the only thing that kept if from falling off his body. He was sat down on the changing table with a squish.

"Eughh... it's so wet... and I have to pee bad. Can I use the bathroom and have a shower?"

"That sounds like an idea, '' said the fraternity brother with a smirk. "Yeah, sure. But I think a bath is better for a baby like you."

"Oh, come on. I'm not a baby!"

"Uh huh. Well then why did you lose the bet?"

"I didn't do it on purpose," said Dexter, blushing fiercely as the man unzipped his fleeper to check his diaper. "Whoo-whee! These diapers are destroyed."

"Oh, gosh," said Dexter, hiding his face in his hands. This was beyond humiliating. And it wasn't even his diaper. It was the last house baby's.

"I'll tell you what kiddo. We need to feed you your nummy breakfast before your bath, so I'm going to give you two options. You can get a change now and then have a shower after you've used the diaper fully, OR you can stay in that diaper a little longer, eat breakfast, and then get that diaper off right away.

"Can't I talk to Alpha about this? I'm going to drop out of pledging. I'm not cut out for this."

"You give up so easily, little buddy. There's no way I'd let you do that. Besides, Alpha isn't the one in charge of what happens to you. You're the house baby, which means you belong to all of us. So if you can convince each and every member to give up their favorite toy, then be my guest. Otherwise, you're going to have to win that bet fair and square. Besides, if we let you go, someone else has to become house baby, and good luck finding a volunteer for that!"

Dexter groaned. "This is completely ridiculous. I've got classes to attend! How am I supposed to go to class looking like this?"

"You'll figure it out, buddy. Of course we wouldn't send you to class in your pajamas. We've got plenty of outfits for your daytime use. But if you're good and cooperate, we'll let you wear your own clothes outside."

"Oh boy," muttered dexter. "Well, if I must choose, I guess I'd choose to keep wearing them. As disgusting as that sounds I just want out of diapers. So if that's what it takes, I'll do it. Where are we going to eat breakfast?" he asked.

"Down in the dining hall, of course," said the man with a grin. He gave Dexter's diaper a pat and zipped his baby bunny sleeper back up. "Oh, and my name's Dirk by the way."

"Nice to meet you," said Dexter, rolling his eyes. "as if I care. Do you think this is normal? I don't need to know anyone's name. Just take me to breakfast so I can get out of this thing. I've gotta pee and I'm not about to use a darn diaper to do it."

"An attitude like that is going to get you spanked, little mister," said Dirk, giving the boy a warning glare as he set him down. He then gave Dexter a sharp swat on the rear which made him yelp despite the thick padding he was wearing. "Come on, then, kid. Let's go."

He led the poor boy by the hand to the dining area and it was all Dexter could do to keep up. They passed several pledges and brothers in various outfits for the day. One pledge was in a rubber pup outfit begging for treats, while another was wearing a pair of underwear on his head which Dexter could only imagine was very musky. It seemed to be breakfast time because pledges and brothers were all making their way to the same area to eat.

Alpha stood at the head of the table as people took their seats and called over to Dexter as he was strapped into his oversized high chair at the table and a bib was put on him that said "House Baby Bitch".

"Hey there, buddy. Glad you could join us! Isn't our new house baby just the cutest everyone? I dare say we traded up!"

Everyone seemed to murmur their assent, and Dexter's heart sank as he realized the chance of convincing everyone there to nullify his bet and let him go early were slim to none.

"Welcome to the first day of pledging," said Alpha. "You're all here because you had the balls to commit to do a challenge you didn't even know. That is the kind of guts we need here at Alpha Beta Delta Lambda. We have breakfast here every morning at 0800 hours, so I expect you to be on time. We may be a fraternity, but we take our rules seriously. There's a reason why we're top dog on campus and it's not by being lazy. Best of luck to all of you on beating your challenges. For some it could take days, for others weeks. But just know that no matter how long it takes," he eyed Dexter causing the boy to squirm as he said this, "We'll be with you every step of the way. Good luck everyone. Now chow down!"

A big bowl of porridge was placed down on Dexter's tray and Dirk blew on it to start feeding him. Dexter looked around and saw most of the other pledges enjoying omelettes, breakfast burritos, and the like.

"Really?" asked Dexter. "Why can't I have that?" he asked, pointing to Dirk's plate, which had a hearty looking breakfast burrito waiting.

"Burritos for a baby? Don't make me laugh, pipsqueak. Just be glad you're not eating puppy chow," he said, nodding over to the rubberpup who was eating from a bowl by another brother's feet. "Or is that what you want?"

Dexter shuddered. "I'll take the porridge," he said quietly.

Dirk just smiled and proceeded to feed Dexter the mush. It was a lot more than it looked like, and Dexter struggled to swallow it all down but he managed to get most of it down his throat and not all over his bib and pajamas. He was in a hurry to just finish it already since he had to go badly when he woke up and it was only getting worse.

"Okay, I'm done," he gasped, as the last spoonful was cleared. He felt bloated and full but was relieved to see the bowl empty. "Can you let me out of this thing now? I really have to pee!"

"Not so fast," said Dirk. "You may be done but I'm not. You just hold on, baby bunny. I'll be finished in a sec."

Dexter struggled to hold it in but he was strapped down so he couldn't use his hands or legs to help. As Dirk took his time enjoying the burrito, Dexter was taking short shallow breaths and hunching over to try and stop it from coming out. Unfortunately, the sharp pain was too much to bear and with a quarter of the burrito to go, Dexter felt the first trickle of pee force its way through, followed by a flood. Hot piss streamed into the front of his diaper so quickly it could be heard by the people around him. They might not have noticed normally but he was putting on quite a performance for everyone as he groaned and whined and finally lost control.

HIs sleeper didn't stand a chance, and the legs of his sleeper began to show a spreading wet spot that pooled around his butt and soon began to drip off the sides of hte seat. Everyone had stopped eating at this point, and several members had their mouths open, and their pants tenting watching the guy in front of them get so totally and completely humiliated. Dexter was openly crying now, and that only made it more entertaining for people watching.

"This one's gonna be a lot of fun!" said Alpha. "Do I know how to pick 'em or what?" Judging by the smiles around the room, a lot of people seemed to agree.

"Okay, buddy. I'm all done with my burrito. Looks like you need that bath pronto!"

"Y-y-yes," said Dexter as his tray was taken off and he was helped down to his feet. "This is so gross!"

"I agree, we're going to have to start doubling up on diapers to make sure you don't leak again."

Dexter looked shocked. "B-b-but I thought... you said I would get out of diapers right away if I kept this one on during breakfast."

The laughter from people watching told him he'd made a big mistake in thinking that.

"I said you would get out of that diaper right away," said Dirk, with a smug grin. "For your bath. I never said you wouldn't go right back in em either. Besides, it looks like you like 'em to me!"

Sure enough, the front of Dexter's bunny sleeper had a prominent tent in  front. Everyone laughed and began to tease the baby bunny for liking his diapers so much.

"I d-d-d-don't understand... Why am I hard?" asked Dexter, covering up the front of his diaper area with his adorable bunny paws.

"A little Viagra goes a long way," whispered Dirk in Dexter's ear. "You're going to be hard for quite some time with all that Viagra you just ate."

Dexter was led out of the breakfast area by the hand to the big bathroom which was mostly showers but did have a few baths. Dexter was so embarrassed as he was washed by another guy, but Dirk wasn't giving him the option of washing himself. Then someone came by with the electric buzzer and he had to be held by two guys while his body was shaved clean. Now Dexter was completely naked and hairless.

"Much more appropriate for your age, don't you think?"

Dexter was aghast, but Dirk had little sympathy.

"Oh come on, you're far from the only one getting shaved today. Sure enough, he was one of many who were hairless and blushing bright red (or about to be).

Dexter just hoped he could ride out the day and put this whole episode behind him. But when he was brought back up to the nursery to find two thick diapers waiting for him and the large and ominous baby bouncer waiting to hold him in, he had a sinking feeling that keeping his pampers dry was going to be easier said than done.