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Chapter 3

I never was a party animal. I think I’ve said that already. My first experiences drinking were not very conclusive. One of them ended up with me receiving a spanking in public by my mother when she found out I was drunk with an older boy, so I learned my lesson early on. Getting wasted is just not something I enjoy particularly. I don’t understand why someone would willingly relinquish control over themselves like that. I generally prefer to keep my mind sharp and my actions in check.

Melissa is the opposite. She’s the type of shy girl that really comes out of her shell after a few drinks. She might seem reserved and self-restrained, but give her a few beers and she transforms into a social butterfly. I think that’s why she’s always been more inclined to partying than me. I’m a naturally confident person whereas she can use her share of liquid courage. 

So when her 21st birthday came about and she wanted to organize a big bash at our apartment to celebrate it, I couldn’t refuse. She looked at me, doe-eyed, pleading for my approbation. Of course she could have her party. I wasn’t fond of large gatherings, but that night I would make an exception. Under some conditions of course. 

‘’No! No. Absolutely not.’’

Melissa was pacing around her room. Her entire wardrobe had been emptied out and scattered on the floor as she was looking for the best outfit for her big night. It just so happened that I knew exactly what would complete it perfectly.

‘’I am NOT wearing a diaper at my birthday party Francesca.’’ 

‘’Are you sure that’s wise? We both know what happened last time you had a bit too much to drink.’’

I was sitting on the bed, sipping from my third coffee of the day to make sure I’d stay wide awake the entire evening, able to watch over my silly roommate as she would surely knock herself out.

‘’Oh that’s just…’’ She paused, examining yet another dress, one of the few remaining on a hanger in the closet. ‘’That’s just nonsense. You made me do it, remember?’’

‘’Did I? Well what if I make you do it again?’’ I smirked.

She froze. For a moment I thought she would throw a fit. I was almost daring her to, but she knew how it would end up if she did. Instead, she put on the lispy childish voice she affected when she was entering her little space.

‘’What if people see?’’  Her pouting was adorable, but it would not save her.

‘’I just don’t think a night of heavy drinking and big girl panties go together very well, do you? Would you rather people see you wetting your pants or be protected so no one notices when you have a little accident?’’

I left my mug on the bedside table and got up to approach a shy Melissa in her underwear, holding onto her pink dress.

‘’But I wanted to be sexy…’’ She meekly protested, glaring at the club outfit she ended up choosing. 

‘’Do you think peeing in your pretty dress is going to look sexy?’’

‘’I suppose not…’’

It was so easy to justify putting her back in training panties when we could simply assume she would need them whatever happened. Not that she actually did, but she knew me well enough to understand my silent request for her to use her Pull-Ups at some point during the night.

I picked up the half-full Goodnites pack from the bottom of her half-empty closet and slipped out one of the padded garments out. 

‘’You’re the birthday girl.’’ I whispered in her ear as I grabbed onto her lacy black panties. ‘’You should be safe and protected for your big night, don’t you think? Besides… it seems to me like you’re very excited already... ’’ Melissa blushed at my mention of her already damp crotch.

I slid down her grown up underwear to replace it with a pair of training panties featuring colorful butterflies. She shivered as she felt the synthetic fabric brushing against her silky smooth skin. She stood there, motionless, as she was being demoted back to Pull-Ups on her 21st birthday, still holding on to her sexy little dress, desperately clinging to that token of her adulthood. 

‘’There. All dry and safe.’’ She giggled nervously when I patted her crinkly butt. The embarrassment in her facial expression couldn’t conceal the twinkle of arousal in her eyes.

‘’I’m gonna be allowed to change though, right?’’ She muttered under her breath. 

‘’Of course my darling.” I placed a lock of her curly red hair around her ear. ‘’I’ll leave a few in the bathroom for you. This way it’ll be as if you went potty just like a big girl.”

“Except I’ll really be peeing myself in front of dozens of people…”

“But see, they won’t know that, thanks to these.” I squeezed my fingers against the thick fabric on her crotch, using the plastic rustling to make my point. 

I gazed into her eyes, knowing she was only getting more wet down there, helping her understand she needed that padding between her legs.

***

Around 11:00 there was already over 30 people crowding our apartment. I hadn’t realized Melissa had so many friends. There was likely a few college kids who had simply heard of the party and decided to crash. I barely recognized any faces and I wasn’t much in the mood for small talk so I focused on keeping the place as clean as possible to avoid the accumulation of bottles and cups all over our furniture. I had been raised in a pretty strict family so I was used to keeping my living space tidy.

I picked up an empty glass of whisky and I suddenly felt someone grab my wrist to stop me. I immediately looked up and my eyes met with a young man with slicked back hair, lounging on the couch. He released my arm and simply said:

‘’I wasn’t done with that.’’

I noticed there was a small amount of brown liquid remaining at the bottom of the glass.

“Well finish it, then.” I retorted.

He smiled.

‘’You’re kind of a hard-ass aren’t you? I saw you all night, you’ve barely spoken to anyone.”

“So you were spying on me? Very charming…” I examined his face more carefully. He had handsome features, good bone structure, but his entitled attitude made me want to punch him.

“ Why can’t you allow yourself to have some fun? The dishes can wait.’’ He suggested, then extended his hand.  “I’m Gabriel, by the way.”

‘’Maybe we just don’t have the same idea of what is fun, Gabriel.’’

I left before he could come up with another insufferably sleazy remark. Melissa was sitting carelessly on the kitchen counter, cackling with a couple of her girlfriends from class. Her legs spread apart, almost enough to catch a glimpse of her underwear.

I dropped the couple of bottles I was holding next to her before whispering in her ear. 

“Everyone can see you Pull-Ups, princess.”

It wasn’t exactly true, but I prefered to give her a bit of a scare so she’d be more careful. To my surprise, she seemed unfazed. 

“I’m sure no one can tell what it is!” She cried loudly over the music. 

Her friends exchanged puzzled looks, then carried on with their previous discussion.

“You’re getting pretty drunk..” I asserted. 

“Ya and I need to pee! Like badly.”

“There’s a spare in the bathroom.”

“Already wearing it!” She giggled loudly, kicking her feet like a child.

“Are you kidding? Well the rest are in your room if you need another.”

“Hey! It’s my birthday and it’s your fault I’m wearing these, so why don’t you fetch it?” She was slurring her words. Clearly very inebriated. She wouldn’t speak to me that way otherwise. But alas, it was indeed her birthday, so I would tolerate it.

I lowered my voice and spoke directly into her ear.

“You want me to bring you a new Pull-Up in front of everyone, Melissa? Do you want me to take wipes and powder too? Maybe change you on the kitchen counter like a big baby.” 

“Just put it in the bathroom like before. It’ll be easier… Pretty please?” 

I nodded. Melissa’s bedroom door did not have any lock and some of her friends were used to barging into it without any warning, so it was probably preferable to use the bathroom technique once again. I just hoped nobody would see me carrying that Pull-Up all the way there.

Her room was across the hallway, next to mine. Luckily there wasn’t anyone in line to use the bathroom yet. I closed the door behind me and went straight to her closet, making sure no one was around before I opened it up and started rummaging through the mess of clothes she had left at the bottom of it. 

I finally found the purple bag of Goodnites. There was only a couple of them left. I picked one up and swiftly shoved it in the front of my jeans, hiding the top part with the bottom of my shirt. It was weird to feel the thickness around that area and reminded me of days where I had to wear the same garment, years ago. 

I tossed the package back in the mess and left the room with the Pull-Up hidden under my clothes before quickly crossing the hallway and entering the bathroom. I was glad to find it empty as blood was rushing to my head.

I stared at myself in the mirror for a moment, trying to see if the bulge was noticeable between my legs. I even went as far as pressing my hand against it, to feel the padding against my panties. Such a strange thing it was. 

Finally, I snapped out of it and slid it out, but I couldn’t help myself from looking at it. What attracted me so much to these diapers for grown-ups?

Suddenly, I heard the door knob starting to turn. Shit. I was in such a hurry I had forgotten to lock it. 

‘’Hey, it’s busy!’’ I shouted, but it was too late. I quickly hid the Pull-Up behind my back, standing in the middle of the bathroom. 

Gabriel bursted in, coming face to face with me before realizing I was there. He seemed surprised to see me, at first. He mumbled a brief apology before backing off, but then he noticed something on the counter. His eyebrows raised as I glanced over to see what he had found.

He picked up a large blue pacifier. Fuck. What was it doing there? Had anyone noticed it before? Melissa was out of her mind to let her things hang around everywhere.

‘’That’s cute.’’ He said.

‘’Hey, hum… I was about to use the bathroom, so… a bit of space, please?’’

‘’Oh I’m sorry…’’ He sneered. ‘’Here you go.’’

He handed me the pacifier. I was still holding the Pull-Up behind my back and I didn’t want to attract too much attention to it so I tried to act nonchalant.

‘’Just leave it on the counter, I don’t care.’’ 

‘’Are you hiding something back there?” He said like a joke, but I could tell he was being serious.

‘’No…”

Dammit, I sounded like a bashful toddler caught red handed.

“Really?” He mocked with an amused fatherly tone.

“Can I have some privacy now? You do know this is my apartment, right?” 

My hand was becoming sweaty from holding the Pull-Up nervously. 

“Is it a birthday card? I haven’t signed it yet…” He completely ignored my question and went straight for it. Without a warning he grabbed the garment I was holding in my hand. 

“Oh… It’s... a diaper?” He was bemused. “ When you said you needed to use the bathroom I didn’t think you went already.”

I was baffled, my cheeks were on fire. I didn’t know what to say.

‘’So… Does that mean you’re wearing one now? Kinda explains a lot...’’ He added smugly, clearly thinking this was some kind of joke.

‘’Pfft. No!’’ I sputtered, sounding less confident than I intended to.

‘’Oh... Well put it on, then.’’ 

He demanded it off the cuff, so casually in fact, that it almost didn’t sound like an order, but it definitely wasn’t a question. His self-assurance caught me off guard, but I pushed the garment away as he was bringing it closer to my face.

‘’What? No. Are you crazy? I told you, it’s not mine… it’s my cousin’s. I babysat her recently… and she still wears those, so...’’

‘’Right… So you decided to take it out during just in case?” He snickered. “Come on, I’m sure you look cute in those. Plus you did drink quite a bit more than you’re used to I’m sure… it’d be a shame if someone had a little accident…’’

His smooth tone was littered with playful sarcasm. He probably considered it light teasing, but he pushed my buttons in ways that made me internally furious and I wanted him gone.

‘’Fuck off, jerk.’’ I tried to make it sound like cool, laid-back dismissal, not wanting to look like I had a big secret to hide.

‘’Tssk tssk. Such foul language for a pretty mouth like yours. Am I gonna have to wash it out with soap? There’s some right here.’’

I looked at him right in the eyes, dead serious. A discomfort was growing in my belly.

‘’Hey... he whispered. I’m just teasing, okay? Relax. I didn’t mean to offend you.’’

I could feel the tension drop when he threw the Pull-Up on the floor and lowered his arm to let me pass. However, for some reason I felt compelled to stay. There was some odd attraction pulling me closer to this guy. Or maybe it was the alcohol numbing my judgement. 

‘’So you believe me now?’’ I asked carefully.

‘’Well the fact that you’re asking makes it sound like I shouldn’t, but why do you care so much about what I think?’’

‘’I don’t!’’ I replied defensively ‘’I just… I don’t want you to start spreading rumors about me.’’

‘’Oh, cause I look like the gossipy type? Come on. I would’ve believed you in the first place, but your nervousness leads me to think there is more to it… I’m a curious person and right now there’s a lot of unanswered questions.’’

‘’Such as?’’

‘’Why were you hiding that diaper if it isn’t yours? Oh and how old is your cousin if she’s big enough to wear those… but young enough to need this?’’ He lifted up the pacifier from the counter. ‘’Come to think of it, this looks like it’s adult sized too. Care to explain?’’

‘’What makes you think I owe you any explanation?’’

‘’You don’t… but you can’t stop me from getting wild ideas about what’s going on here. Is this some kind of weird sex thing?’’

He grinned. I could feel the fire in my belly. I had to think fast, I wanted to shut him up. I didn’t care what he thought… Or maybe I did just a little bit. I definitely did not want him to assume I was the one who wore Pull-Ups. The adult pacifier really threw a curve ball at me though. How would I justify it?

‘’It’s Melissa’s.’’ I finally blurted it out.

‘’Is it now? So you’re saying our dear birthday girl is the one with the... ‘’ He hinted at the folded Goodnite at our feet. ‘’Potty training issue?’’ 

Someone knocked loudly on the door before I could answer.

‘’Woops, he said, I guess we’ve been here for quite a while. Do you still need to go?’’ He pointed at the toilet.

‘’Yes, but I don’t need any help, thank you very much.’’

‘’Oh that’s right, I forgot. You’re a big kid now.’’

He winked at me before opening the door. I could see Melissa standing on the other side of it, squirming. I was praying Gabriel wouldn’t say anything to her before I could find a way to amend what I told him. 

As I shut the door behind him all I could hear was poor Mel crying out ‘’wait! I need to…’’

But I couldn’t let her in immediately, otherwise that asshole would know we were up to something. I needed to act as casually as possible about it. I started by concealing the Pull-Up in the cupboard so no one else would stumble on it. 

“Frankie!” I heard Melissa shout from the other side. “I need help here…”