Don't be a chicken (Part 1 of 2) (Patreon)

Ellie had always been a fan of dares. Or at least she was never one to shy away from a dare. She remembered even when she was younger how often different kids would get made fun of or be called a ‘chicken’ if they didn’t participate in the game. She had always been a little afraid of being made fun of so she quickly became the ‘Queen of Dares’ amongst her friend group who always tried to one up each other with different dares because she’d never say no.

On this day Ellie and five of her friends were hanging out at Rachel’s house. Rachel and Ellie had been friends for at least seven years; though there had always been a strong since of rivalry between the two of them. Even though all of them were only 18 or 19, Rachel’s parents were out; and it wasn’t long before the drinks came out. Rachel was playing the good host, making sure everyone had a lot to drink. Always refilling Ellie’s glass whenever she noticed it was getting lower than halfway. Ellie was already pretty tipsy by the time ‘Truth or Dare’ started, their typical party game.

The game went by pretty regularly for a while, nothing out of the ordinary. The stereotypical questions about relationships, who likes who, and simple dares like making a prank call to a boy. Nothing insane.

Things changed when it once again became Ellie’s turn.

“Okay, my turn.” Ellie said with a bit of a smug grin on her face. Everyone knew she ruled at this game. “Come on scaredy cats. Who’s gonna give me a good one?” Little did Ellie know, the dare she was about to receive was most certainly, a good one. One that she was never ever gonna forget.

“I got one.” Rachel said from the other side of the room, doing what she could to hide the bubbling excitement growing inside of her. Ellie smirked at her in return. She knew Rachel’s dares were never all that serious. This was gonna be easy.

“Alright, let’s hear it, Chicken.” Ellie teased, knowing Rachel had been too much of a baby to successfully complete some dares in the past. To her surprise, Rachel just smiled back in return, having something up her sleeve.

“Wait right there,” Rachel ran away for a moment and quickly returned with her hands behind her back. “I’ve been waiting for the right moment to spring this dare on somebody, and since you’re feeling so cocky... let’s see if you can handle it.”

With that said, Rachel revealed the thing she was hiding behind her back. A collective gasp went through all the other girls in the room, except for Ellie who felt her breath get caught in her throat. Rachel was holding an adult diaper! A big white fluffy diaper that she unfolded in front of them as they all watched. The questions quickly began,

“Is that real?”

“Why do you have that?”

“Are we really gonna make her?”

The questions rang out through the room accompanied by a lot of giggling. Ellie on the other hand felt a little self-conscious now. She’d done a lot of hardcore dares in the past, a good amount of them intended to be embarrassing, but this one made her nervous. Rachel had clearly been planning this and waiting to spring it on them, just as she had said. Ellie had a feeling she’d been waiting to spring it specifically on her though.

“Here’s the dare: I dare you to take your panties off, put this thing on, and then go stand outside on the porch while wearing it for at least thirty-five minutes.” Ellie was actually pretty surprised at the dare. Obviously it’d be pretty embarrassing to wear a diaper in front of her friends, but the dare itself sounded pretty tame. “Come on Ellie, don’t be a Chicken.” Rachel teased her in return. Ellie took the bait.

“Alright fine! I’ll do it. Give it to me.” She said with a sigh as all the girls watched and giggled. “But I’m not changing out here, ya pervs.” Ellie said as she made her way to the bathroom.

“Fair enough.” Rachel said with a grin.

Being an only child, Ellie had never actually had an opportunity to handle a diaper before, there was no reason for her to. It took her a few minutes to actually figure out how to put the thing on.

At one point there was a knock on the door, “Do you need help in there sweetie?” It was Rachel. “One of us could change you if you prefer.”

“Oh, shut it!” Ellie spat out in return, to the sound of a new fit of giggling.

Refusing to embarrass herself by asking Rachel for help, a few moments later she finally got it all taped up correctly, (After a quick Google search of how to do it properly.) and exited the bathroom. The dress she was wearing was comfortable, but quite short. When she’d been wearing panties it hadn’t been a problem, but now that she was wearing something so much thicker and poofier (Not to mention something that crinkled loudly under her skirt with every move she made.) it was a lot harder to keep the garment contained under her short dress. As she walked out of the bathroom, she was blushing a little as she held her skirt down to stop from flashing the garment to her friends.
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This story was written by Zander Chesney

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