I Had to do it

Truth or Dare

 What is Truth or Dare? A stupid, immature game. People often dare others to do sexual things, but every now and then, there is an original great dare. Me and my friends have played truth or dare since we were eight. Nothing sexual happened then, of course. It was still idiotic. Our rules were simple; you get three passes and three truths, beyond that only dares were given. It had to be carried out by then. We judged each dare, on a scale of one to ten, and averaged points to be given. After the time was up, the person with the most points won. What we won, you might ask? Bragging rights. Silly, but to us bragging rights were all we needed over each other's head

Jeremy, Cindy, Alex, and Brianna sat in a circle around me. Alex was the daredevil, so it wasn't surprising he was in the lead with points. Nobody feared giving him good challenges, and him just carrying them out. In this game, he had already run around the house naked and humped a tree. Again, stupid and sexual. I couldn't pass up any more dares and take no more truths. As usual I used them all up at the start.

"You," Jeremy smirked, "as usual, you are being a baby. Not taking any dares and using all your truths. So....

 I awaited his idea for me. I had to do it, and Jeremy was the clever one.

"I dare you to let Cindy put one of Alex's diapers on you"

Dang it, I thought. Cindy went upstairs to fetch one of Alex's diapers meant for his bedwetting. We all knew he wet the bed. Nobody cared either. Alex was cool and confident. Didn't let his bedwetting keep him from having friends over. None of us have had this dare, though. I would be the first. Jeremy probably thought it was fitting to put me (the big baby of the group) in diapers.

"You have to wear it for the rest of the night"

"Fine. I get it." I shot at Jeremy. I already felt irritated for having to let Cindy put a diaper on me. I probably should have accepted kissing the cat. That probably wouldn't have been as bad. I had no reason to wear a diaper. I had to do it. Rules are rules. As we waited for Cindy to return, I went ahead and took off my shoes, socks, and pants. Leaving me in my underpants and shirt.

"Five points," said Alex. "Six," said Brianna. "Ten," Jeremy inputted. That meant Six points for me.

"Seriously?" I asked to Alex. Referring to the babyish print on the diaper.

"Hey, the thickest ones have print on them. Keeps my bed dry. Looks good me anyway. You... eh."

 I laid down and Cindy pulled off my underpants. Wasn't the first time they had seen my business. Just as I've seen theirs. She slid the diaper under me and taped it on. She smiled at me. I think she liked me. At least she was kind about it. I had the suspicion that Jeremy did too, but guys had their own way of showing their likings.

I sat up, hearing the diaper crinkle with each little move. Seemed to echo throughout the basement. Each pair of eyes were on me. It was something new. The padding felt nice, but the plastic to it felt like a trash bag balloon thingy. It had literally aired up when I sat up. I moved my legs apart and together. The leg guards rubbed against my inner thigh. Felt soft.

Once I got over the new sensation I looked at Jeremy. It was my turn to truth or dare him. He still had one more truth, which was a good move when somebody was looking for revenge.

'Truth or dare, Jeremy?"

"Truth."

Of course. I thought for a moment.

"Is it true that you have been wanting to see somebody in an adult diaper?"

 No lies Jeremy. You know the rules, I thought. I didn't need an answer though, Jeremy's face turned red. 

"I uh, I like looking up pictures of men and women in diapers," he admitted. "I, honestly, have seen Alex in one before.

"What?" Alex shot. "through my window?"

"Yeah. I saw you getting readied by your mom through my window."

Two points for Jeremy. A Truth and an Honest.

"Wet your diaper." Jeremy was looking straight at me.

"What?"

"I dare you to wet that diaper."

 I Had to do it.

"Okay, okay. Give me some water or something."

 I stood with my eyes closed and tried to push my urine out. Years of potty training was difficult to fight against.

"Just relax," Alex suggested.

 I tipped the bottle of water into my mouth again. My belly felt like a water balloon. As I relaxed and let the water run down my throat, it happened. Whoa! I stopped drinking and looked down at my diaper. I couldn't stop peeing. I just hoped the diaper wouldn't leak.

 The buzzer went off, signaling the end of the game.

"Crawl around," said Cindy.

 I got down and starting crawling around with the wet diaper.

"Cute," Brianna commented.

The door swung open. I went into panic mode. I looked for a hiding spot, but like an idiot I stood in the same spot.

"What are you doing?" Mrs. Frinklesburg demanded. I was a deer in the headlights. I looked right at Alex's mom, unable to speak.

"Are you making fun of my son?"

"What, no! I..." She didn't give me a chance to explain myself. Mrs. Frinklesburg caught me by the ear and dragged me upstairs, everybody else followed. She dragged me to Alex's room and threw me on the bed.

"Think it's easy for Alex to be sixteen and in diapers at night. Oh, I'll show you!" She snarled. She got out another diaper. I looked at everybody who was huddled at the doorway.

"What are you looking at?" I shouted at them. It was their fault I was in this situation in the first place and busted.

"That's enough from you," Said Mrs. Frinklesburg with a swat on my thigh. In minutes she had me in another diaper, after my friends got to witness me being wiped and powdered like a baby. She denied me my pants and grabbed me by the arm. She marched me to the kitchen and sat me at the table. She put the wet diaper from me in a zip lock bag. Evidence for my parents, I thought. Certainly true, as I could tell she was calling my parents from her cell phone.

"Come pick up your child. Not going to believe what is going on here," Mrs. Frinklesburg snorted. I knew I was in big trouble. I had no idea what my parents was going to say and what they were going to do to me. It couldn't be good.