Filling in the Gaps

My friend Sarah never tried to hide from me the fact that she was a bed wetter. Every time I slept over at her house, I got to see her older brother, Zack, putting her into a disposable diaper before bed. She always acted so carefree about it, and it really felt like I was watching a baby having its diaper changed. I knew it was strange, but I liked Zack, and the three of us always had fun together, so it didn't bother me.

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Sarah was lying on the floor of her bedroom, naked, except for the diaper underneath her. It was a sight that I had seen many times before, but I still couldn't stop myself from staring. It was like I never fully grasped what I was seeing. My hands were resting between my legs, and my fingertips pressed into my thighs when Zack started rubbing lotion over Sarah's skin. Then, he started applying the baby powder. Sarah would often let out a giggle when the fine powder touched her. After spreading the powder, Zack lifted the front of the diaper and began taping it closed. I found myself leaning forward slightly, and gripping harder around my legs, while trying to imagine what it was like to be Sarah at that moment. Normally, Zack would glance over to me a couple times while he was diapering his sister, which would snap me out my trance and make me look away for moment. I became so lost in thought that I didn't notice when Zack finally did look at me, until he said something.

"Mary?" I jumped a little when he said my name, and quickly moved my hands up to my chest to prevent the towel wrapped around my body from falling off.

"Yes?"

"You're not dressed yet." I clutched at my towel and began to blush. Part of me was glad that he said something, but another part of me was anxious about what might come next.

"Yeah, I'm..." I stumbled over my words and realized I had no idea what to say.

"Mary, do you want me to help you get dressed?" Zack placed his hand on the package of Sarah's diapers that was still on the floor next to him. Sarah, still naked aside from a diaper, had crawled into her bed and was looking over at me with an expression of silent excitement.

"Um, okay." I found the nerve to play along and act as though this was normal. Zack took a diaper out of the package and my heart started racing. He unfolded it and spread it open on the same changing mat that Sarah was on moments earlier.

"Are you going to come over here?" I abided and began crawling over to him, careful to not accidentally expose anything. I sat up next to Zack, then realized I would have to uncover myself anyways.

"Zack, this is..." Even though I didn't really have anything to say, I couldn't help but pause. I was about to be diapered for the first time since I was baby, and that also meant showing my body to the boy that I liked. I reached for the fold holding the towel around me, but Zack also reached for it and I let out a surprised gasp.

"Are you okay?" Zack showed concern, and seemed surprised that I was surprised.

"Yeah, it's fine." I laid my hands on my legs, and let Zack continue. He peeled away the towel and cool air touched my skin. Every part of my childish body was visible. Zack's expression didn't noticeably change, which was both comforting, and disappointing. Zack guided me over the changing mat, stopping when the diaper was between my legs. He pressed down on my shoulders to make me sit, and I felt the diaper for the first time. Looking down, and seeing my bare crotch touching against the open diaper between my legs, made my mind feel foggy. I was barely paying attention to the texture of the material itself.

"Are you cold?" It took me a moment to acknowledge Zack's words. I brought my arms up across my body, one around my stomach and one between where my breasts would be. My skin was cold and I was shaking. Zack fetched the blanket that had already been set out for me, and pressed it into my arms. My hands weren't positioned well to grab hold of it, so I fell back to keep the blanket from rolling off of me. I found my head resting on the pillow that Sarah had used earlier while she was being diapered. I squirmed to get more comfortable, but feeling the diaper rubbing against my lower back made me worry that I might have been moving too much. I looked down at my body to see that my legs and crotch were still uncovered, then I saw Zack squeezing some lotion into his hands, just like he did for his sister. I panicked a little, and retracted my legs into a more guarded position.

"Zack, that's not... I don't, um..." I paused to take a deep breath, and moved my knees below my line of sight before speaking again. "You don't have to do that." I immediately became uncertain after saying that.

"Mary, are you saying you don't want me to touch you?" I tugged the blanket to cover the bottom half of my face. It helped me calm down.

"Just forget what I said. It's fine." I straightened out my legs and felt embarrassed as I let them spread apart. His hands touched me and the greasy substance, already warm from his body heat, rubbed off on me. He patted the lotion into my skin, applying less and less pressure as he neared sensitive areas. The contact was still enough to make me close my eyes, tense up my body, and try to spread my legs a little more. As he went lower, he eventually stopped, and I opened my eyes to see him lean back, with his hands still held out in front of him. He wanted me to do what I had seen Sarah do many times before. My covered face couldn't show my reluctance as I brought my legs together and raised them into the air, exposing my behind. My vision was blocked, so I was a bit startled when Zack's hands immediately pressed against my skin again. There was more force this time as he tried to work quickly, and also help me stay in that awkward pose.

"Hold for a second." Zack withdrew the support of his hands and I was left holding that position. I felt something like puffs of cool air against my butt cheeks, then realized it was the baby powder once Zack started spreading it around. He stopped and I leaned to the side to see him backing off, letting me know I could put my legs down. I was back in a position where I could relax, and I closed my eyes. I almost didn't notice Zack sprinkling more powder on me. Something inside of me was exhausted, and I remained in my state of relaxation even as his fingers glided over my sensitive parts. When he stopped, I didn't bother to open my eyes and see what was happening next. There was a pause, then I heard the crinkling of the diaper as Zack grabbed the front and brought it up to my waist. The diaper tightened around my body as he decided the placements of the tapes. With that, it was done, I was wearing a diaper. I didn't really feel like moving, but Sarah immediately spoke up.

"So she's done now? Come on and stand up, I want to see!" I opened my eyes to see Sarah scrambling out of her bed and walking over to me. She grabbed at my blanket but I stopped her hands before she could pull it away.

"Hey! Wait a minute." I shifted into a sitting position, and I was bombarded by all the different sensations of the diaper. It didn't restrict my movement, but I was forced to acknowledge the material's thickness with every movement. Trapped heat had started building up inside of the diaper, but there was no uncomfortable humidity to it. I lost myself for a moment, but snapped out of it when Sarah spoke again.

"Sorry, I'm just a little excited. So, uh, can you please stand up?"

"Alright, alright." I focused on not zoning out again as I got off the changing mat and to my feet, leaving behind the blanket. We were two girls standing around in nothing but diapers. Sarah's face seemed like it was glowing as she looked me over. Then she grabbed my hand.

"Come on, you have to see yourself." Sarah dragged me over to the mirror in her room and I was overwhelmed by what I saw. Lacking any adult features to latch onto, I couldn't see myself as anything more than an oversized toddler. I moved my arm as though to test the reflection, then touched my diaper to confirm that it was also real. I turned to see myself from more angles, but every angle just reinforced the babyish image I had for myself. My mind was drifting off, so I forced myself to speak.

"I'm, uh... I should get dressed!" I turned around to see that Zack had put away the changing mat and supplies, and was now moving an inflatable mattress that had been propped up against a wall. After placing it somewhere in the middle of the room, he glanced over at me, and I reflexively covered my chest with my arms. I felt ridiculous doing such a thing at that point, but I wanted to feel like I had some modesty left. He humored me by looking away before speaking to me.

"Mary, I know you're probably tired, but there are some things I want to tell you before you go to sleep. Is that okay?" I was already rummaging through my sleepover bag for my pajamas as he spoke.

"Um, yeah, just a second." I quickly got on my long sleeve pajama top, then tried to do the same for the pants without accidentally falling over. As my pants slid over the slight bulk of the diaper, I could hear the materials rubbing together. I looked over to the mirror again and was relieved to see only my normal self. I walked over to Zack, who was sitting on the mattress he had laid out, and sat beside him. Sarah had gone off to get dressed herself.

"Have you calmed down? Are you comfortable like this?" I shifted around my sitting position. The sensation of the diaper cradling my butt made it hard for me to focus.

"It's... weird." I put my hands on my lap, and found myself prodding at the diaper with my fingertips. Then I became self-conscious and quickly moved my palms to the mattress.

"Are you disappointed? My sister acts like wearing diapers is the most fun thing in the entire world. Do you feel misled by her?" I looked to see where Sarah was. She was lying atop the covers on her bed, looking slightly annoyed at what was just said.

"No, it's not that... " I pressed my legs together and put my hands on my knees. The diaper made it uncomfortable, so I let my legs spread back apart slightly.

"Well, it's not important to talk about it right now. What I really wanted to tell you is, I don't want you trying to take off that diaper without talking to me first. Do you think you can manage that?"

"I don't know." I couldn't think of what to say. It didn't feel right to just say 'yes' or 'no'.

"Okay, I'll make this simpler. Do you feel comfortable sleeping in a diaper?"

"Yeah, I think." I moved my hands up my legs, but stopped at my thighs. I felt like I needed to explore the feeling of the diaper more, but I resisted.

"You think? Try lying down, and tell me how you feel." I did what he said and moved from my position to lie down on the mattress. I took a moment to judge how it felt.

"It's fine." I didn't notice the diaper that much when I wasn't moving.

"Good. Now, I don't want you to worry about this, but I have to tell you just in case... If you have to use the bathroom, you're going to have to use your diaper." I sat up in a panic.

"Zack, I can't. That's too..."