Story #107: End of the First Day

Story #109: End of the First Day (Part 10 of the 'From Cool to Drool' series) (Content Tags: Messy diaper, wet diaper, humiliation, perceived as less intelligent, willing diaper usage, minor pail-pamps) Jesse laid his head on his pillow, but he couldn't bring himself to fall asleep yet; his mind was still going a million miles a minute about what he'd seen today in this very room. It was very surreal to him, that he'd discover his best friend wasn't just back to wearing diapers, but was filling them with the same lack of control as a two year old. Maybe worse control, honestly. It'd been something to cringe at when it happened, but hours after Jaydyn was gone, the memory was continuing to play out, over and over on repeat. It started with him checking Jay's underpants, only to discover the diaper instead, and then it gave special focus to the moment that the blond shamelessly obliterated them downstairs. Jesse had just asked about the diapers and Jaydyn looked flustered; he'd started to respond, but he'd been interrupted by a very poopy sound sputtering into his diaper. Jesse had just been staring, in a state of shock over everything he was having to process. "Nngghh...mmmph.." Jaydyn had groaned, putting his hand over his tummy, even though he wasn't feeling any pressure pains coming from within. "I--I...umm..I..da' axe-uh-dunt made me...umm...need diapee. Notta tardy way!" The boy had stammered desperately, making sure of his adamant insistence that this didn't make him a 'retard'. "R-right...Just in...umm...like, a medical way.." Jesse offered, wanting to believe this too to be a temporary physical malady that his friend would overcome via his physical therapy. "Y-yeah! Dat!" Jaydyn nodded, before another toot slipped out. "R-right...right...umm, so are you uh, done? Are you going to get changed?" Jaydyn wanted to say yes to both of those questions, but it wouldn't be the full truth. His bowels were hardly done making a fool out of him, and any change before he had truly finished would be a wasted effort. "Y-yuh...I gonna--" **SSSSPLLLLART! BRAPAPAPA-PLORP!** His face suddenly twisted up as a sloppy eruption bubbled in back; it was starting for real now, and he wasn't going to be able to hold back from showing his friend all the quirks of his newfound condition. "M-MAKE POO-BROWNIES!" He helplessly announced, much to Jesse's surprise and horror. More flatulence thundered from the back of the diaper and Jesse could see that his friend's face was growing pink; his freckles became less pronounced as the color of his cheeks got red, and a shiny bead of drool was beginning to roll down his chin from an over-salivating mouth. He looked so dumb and helpless, like he was actually a toddler again. Jesse still wasn't sure what had possessed him to do it, but before the real storm started, he'd wandered more closely and gotten behind, and then gently tugged Jay's sweatpants down. He had rationalized it at the time as helping Jaydyn become more comfortable for the unpleasant act he was caught in, but that hadn't really been it. He kind of wanted to see it happen; every sordid detail of the humiliating and vulnerable act. Was that selfish? It felt like he'd disregarded his friend's feelings for his own selfish want. With the Abena on display, Jesse had been able to give it a better look. It was thick, much thicker than the diapers that either of his younger brothers wore, and it rode up much further too, likely to avoid blowouts. It lacked any juvenile designs, but instead had two blue lines and a yellow one between them that ran the entire track of the garment. Jaydyn hadn't commented on the sudden pantsing, but that was only because he was more preoccupied with something of higher importance. He could feel the air against his bare legs, but it was secondary to the sticky feeling he currently felt against his butt. Another juicy rhapsody began and each individual fart peppered the diaper with a sound deserving of a bum-check; there was definitely a fire from where all this smoke was coming from, as Jesse could visibly see the back of diaper swelling further with each gassy deposit, and brown stains beginning to just barely form in choice places. Jesse had seen plenty of poopy diapers in his day, since he was the middle child, but none had ever made him feel so strangely. At the time that it was happening, he'd merely thought his emotions were confused, due to the specific nature of who was involved, but he was now having to accept that there might have been more at play. "Nngghh...P-Pootard makie POOPIES!" That drooly line had coincided with the crescendo, the showstopper. Jaydyn certainly hadn't proven at all that this was merely a 'physical' issue; that was as clear as simply taking a look at his face. Drool, boogers, rosy cheeks, beads of sweat... He looked downright primal, and referring to himself as a 'pootard' hadn't helped his case either. That declaration came right on the heels of a massive turd surging into his diaper; one of such size and weight that it looked like a cannonball was being dropped down his seat. Simultaneously, the boy's bladder had completely emptied itself too, and so a powerful hissing had pervaded and caused the front to swell and sag similarly to the back. Some remnants of the load would follow; short wet farts that paled in volume to what had come before them, but the accident was complete. Jaydyn was reduced to a panting, slobbering mess and the fumes of his filthy diaper had surrounded the two boys in a thick fog of stench. Jesse was left staring. The shock was as big as the diaper had gotten, and in that moment, he hadn't been able to resist reaching out and putting his palm under the sagging weight of the garment. He could still remember that radiant heat against his hand, hours later. "So....uh...I'm guessing there's some stuff that, umm, you left out." That had indeed been the case. Jaydyn had been so adamant about making sure Jesse didn't think he was a brain-damaged dummy now, that he'd neglected to mention the little idiosyncrasies that had become a major part of his life. Most notably, the very 'special ed' dynamic he had with his diapers and their usage. Jesse still wasn't sure how to take that explanation. It seemed a little strange to accept that Jaydyn simply 'sounded' like a moron whenever he was dropping deuces in his diaper, as if he was temporarily depositing all his IQ points as smelly lumps in his seat. The diapers themselves already rose questions about the skater's intellectual capacity. Did Jaydyn even still know how he was supposed to operate a toilet? Would he even be able to be pottytrained again? Were poopy diapers just going to become a permanent character trait of his? Would that really be so bad? Jesse blushed at the thought and sat up in his bed. It was nearly midnight and he still couldn't fall asleep. He couldn't stop thinking about Jay's stinky diaper, and a single crass thought about *him* being the one to wear it, shot into his mind like a free-radical. That one thought became two, and then four, and then it was the only thing he could think of. That was disgusting, wasn't it? Normal boys his age didn't want to put on an icky, stinky diaper! He'd even said it himself to his younger brother today: only babies and tards wear diapers, and he wasn't either! But then, what was Jaydyn? He didn't want to believe that his friend was either, but at the same time, it was kind of an exciting thought to imagine he could fit into one of those categories. And if Jay could be one of those, then that meant that Jesse could be one too... He tried to shake the thought away and got up out of his bed. It didn't matter anyway, Jaydyn's dirty diaper hadn't stayed here, since his friend was determined to make sure that his demotion from briefs wasn't household news. The rug in the middle of the room had been exactly where the change had happened too. Once Jaydyn had nervously reiterated that he didn't have intellectual disabilities now, and that talking and looking like a retard was just a 'side-effect' of crapping his pants, there was still the issue of what was to be done about it. Jesse had left his hand on his friend's squishy rump for longer than he probably should have, so transfixed that he'd actually begun to idly knead the dirty seat, and Jaydyn had finally looked over his shoulder to give a confused look at what Jesse was doing. Jesse gave a nervous cough and stopped, quickly pivoting instead to the fact that Jaydyn had a *very* dirty bottom now, and that it needed to be taken care of. Jesse was no stranger to changing diapers, even bigger ones, considering that Stevie was still in them; he gave a gentle pat to the mushy backside and asked if his friend had an extra diaper in his bag. Jaydyn had begrudgingly admitted that he did, and said he would go get himself cleaned up, but Jesse had proposed something a little different. "I'll c-change your diaper, d-dude. I mean, I have to change Stevie all the time, and you're probably not gonna be able to handle it yourself..." Jaydyn had argued against it, but Jesse had remained firm in his insistence on handling the task himself. It was from the same reasoning that he couldn't trust his little brother to change himself; the diaper boy just wasn't coordinated enough to do it in a tidy manner. Maybe he'd also been thinking that Jaydyn didn't have the intellectual capacity for a task with that many steps, but he'd kept that to himself. The untaped Abena significantly worse than any other diaper he'd had to change before; that should have been obvious, with how much bigger the 'baby' wearing it was and by the sound of how heavily it had been filled up. Worse than the disgust of the chore was the awkward way it felt. Neither boy had ever been particularly ashamed of their bodies, but this was definitely a step over the line for both of them. Still, Jesse didn't tease or make things any worse; at most, he made a quip about the size of the load when he first untaped the diaper and let it dawn on him just how bad it was. The two were quiet throughout, up until it was time to put the new diaper into place. Jesse picked it up and stared at it with big, curious eyes. It felt strange to see a diaper designed for somebody who was supposed to be his own age. Once Jaydyn had been diapered back up, and his pants had been slid back into place, it'd been time to finally discuss what was going on with 'Luke'. Jesse was still shaking his head over it now. When Jaydyn had explained how Luke now had blackmail on him, and just how severe it was, he'd had no solutions to offer. His first answer had been that people would eventually find out about the diapers anyways, so he shouldn't worry about the blackmail. But then Jaydyn had explained everything more clearly, and included the part about the chocolate bar, and the gravity of it had set in. As vile and reprehensible as it was to be blackmailed like that, the idea of it made him feel a twinge of excitement. Jesse had been on pins and needles for hours now about Jay's diapers, and the extra degrading elements that surrounded them were stuck inside his head. That's why he'd found himself sneaking into the room that his three younger brother's shared; that's why he'd tiptoed over to the changing table and quietly absconded with one of Stevie's bulky diapers. That's why he'd locked his door and started to put the diaper on. It'd never crossed his mind until today, and he'd just been making crude comments earlier in the day, but here he was. Skinny as he was, he was still twice his brother's age, so the diaper was hardly a perfect fit. It still wrapped all the way around his waist and taped normally, so it was *something*. Jesse sat down on his bed and gave the front of his padding a gentle pat. This made him feel like a hypocrite toward his brother, but it also made him feel like he had some solidarity with his best friend. He left his hand resting on the front of the diaper and closed his eyes; it took all of his concentration, but a trickle began to warm the crotch of the garment, and it slowly swelled as it absorbed everything he could give. Maybe this was his way of coping with what he'd seen happen to Jaydyn; maybe he felt as if he had to lower himself further to the other boy's level, for the sake of their friendship. Or maybe it'd taken a totally degrading display of dirtying a diaper to make him realize that he felt an interest of sorts in them? Whatever it was, Jesse's life was seeing a change, just like Jaydyn had seen. On the other side of things, Jaydyn was still not sure that he'd made the right move. He'd come over to explain himself in heavily redacted terms, but he'd left with having given Jesse the fully uncensored dossier. There wasn't anything really left to hide from him, except for maybe just how frequently he was filling his diaper up. He'd explained his little vernacular quirks, but it'd been unclear how much his friend had bought into it. It was admittedly a tough sell, to explain that his IQ wasn't affected by his head injury, when he was shouting about 'poopies' and drooling on himself while pushing out a giant turd in his diaper. It actually prodded on one of his biggest current fears: that those 'tardy' moments would get longer and longer, until he was more often retarded than not. It wasn't simply losing control of his speech when it happened; he could genuinely feel his mind being completely devoid of intellect in those brief flashes. It was like a brain fart, except it coincided with him crapping his pants. Regardless, Jesse had at least been polite enough to pretend to believe him. The change hadn't been something he'd wanted either, but a part of him was at least glad to not have to deal with it or walk home with it on. Then again, clean or not, Jay still had ended up having to smuggle the icky one out... ...In his new diaper! It was just like his photoshoot with Luke, except this time he was only being a pail-pants for one diaper, instead of multiple. It was the only way the boys could think of to get the dirty diaper out of the house without stinking the upstairs up on his way out. Jesse had at least walked him home, which gave them more time to talk. With all the big secrets out of the way, they'd been able to talk about less embarrassing things. A more casual conversation between friends, even if Jaydyn let Jesse do most of the talking. Upon arrival back home, he'd snuck up to his room and put the messy diaper into his pail. The rest of the evening went surprisingly smoothly, at least when considering how today had gone otherwise. He pooped himself again during dinner, but that wasn't too notable by this point in time; mocked by Logan, sure, but it was pretty much expected. He got sent to bed shortly after that, and laying there under the covers gave him plenty of time to think about everything that had happened on his first day back to school. It'd been less than twenty-four hours, but it felt like it'd lasted months! Hopefully tomorrow would be bring less stress and less mess. For that matter, here was hoping that the rest of the week would be a little less like *this*.