Chapter 1. A Wild Night
Jake loved Halloween. Better yet so did his girlfriend Sam. They had both decided to go as babies this year. Something pretty easy to pair as, they both figured. Sam even ordered them matching pink and blue adult onesies and got Jake's waist measurement for the diapers. Annoying she shipped him a whole case as a joke. So when Halloween did role around Jake had everything ready to change into. He had his costume sprawled out onto the floor of his room. The blue onesie was flanked by a huge diaper, a blue pacifier, and frilly baby blue socks. Jake checked his phone swiftly before stripping down. "Changed yet?" Sam asked through a text. "Changing now," he shot back. Jake soon stood as bare as the day he was born before he put on his costume. He slipped the socks on first. Then came the hard part. He put his butt down on the soft plastic. It crinkled slightly as he adjusted himself. He pulled the wings out and fanned them out to his hips. Thank god the tapes were refastenable. After a little trial and error he undid the first tape before sticking it on the landing strip on his upper crotch. He slapped on the next three in a similar manor, adjusting them slightly to make the fit as tight as possible. "Make sure it's on right or you won't get the onesie on," Sam had reminded him earlier, the memory echoing in his mind as he double checked the fit. Next he unfastened the buttons at the base of the onesie. Standing up, He slipped it over his head while threading his arms in the sleeves. The blue fabric dangled in front of his puffy white underwear before he reached down to refasten the metal tabs. Grabbing the nylon rope of the pacifier was the last thing he did before turning his doorknob. He threw it around his neck and let it dangle childishly just below his chin. Padding down the stairs he saw his mom before he headed out to the party. "Oh Jakey you look so adorable!" "Moommmm," he whined. "What? Can't your momma think you look cute?" "No it's just weird cause-" "Nonsense. I've changed thousands of your diapers. And I still think they make you look adorable." "Don't get any ideas," Jake said as he slipped on his shoes. Sam had got him velcro sneakers even in his size 11. "Don't tempt me little man!" Jake's mom smiled as she saw the frills peaking out from his onesie. Not only did it not cover everything, but the design only seemed to highlight the bulge as he bent down to put on his shoes. Jake glanced again at his phone. Sam was already outside to pick him up. "Alright mom I'm going." "Okay. I'll leave the door unlocked. I'll be giving out candy late into the night with your father anyway." Jake ran from the door and into the cool October air. The barely visible hair on his legs tingled in the open air. Sam honked as she saw him. He jumped across the yard to her car, crushing the leaves between his sketchers as he went. "You look cute," Sam said after he opened the passenger side door. "You look cuter," he said as he gazed at her pink onesie. The fleece highlighted Sam's curves in the best ways, although she had a lot more junk in the trunk for obvious reasons. She had done her auburn hair into two girly pigtails with pink scrunches to boot. "No you look adorable!" "Okay now you sound like my mom." "Ha did she see you already?" "Yeah right before I got out the door unfortunately. She's was a little too eager to see me like this." "Uh oh watch out little man. Momma misses her baby!" "Har har. Soo funny..." The pair continued chatting away as they drove through the suburbs. Passing houses covered in cobwebs and crowds of pint sized superheroes going out for candy. In no time they made it to the place. Cars lined the neighborhood street on both sides leading up to the house. Jake could hear the music through the car windows, but it's not like anyone cared. This was Halloween night!
The pair parked and ran inside. Music and neon lights radiated loudly from the house. "Hey welcome!" Mike said as they came in. "Party's just getting started. Love the costumes." "Thanks yours is great too," Sam said, taking in his bizarre technopirate getup. "Beer's over there, wine's on the table and there's some vodka by the mixing station. Feel free to help yourself." The party was already in full swing. Mostly seniors and a college crowd. Most dressed up or wore some type of unique clothing so the two didn't look out of place at all. Sam and Jake shuffled onto the dance floor, still diaper clad. "Aren't you a little young for that?" Jake's friend Brad teased when he came up to him as he got some beer. "Gonna check my fake?" "More like check your diaper." Jake punched him in the arm. "Ow Ow. Okay. Cranky Baby I get it." Jake returned with a beer for himself and Sam which they both downed immediately. They found dancing a bit hard with everything on, but still managed to hold their own and hold their alcohol. The music began to change as the crowd got more enthusiastic. Jake soon found his girlfriend pressed up against him. "Hey babe." "Hi baby," she said grabbing his padded ass. Jake felt her squeeze his padding tightly, his hips getting pulled down in reaction. Sam crawled beneath his legs before sticking her ass to his crotch. She grinded on him in time with the music. Her pink ass connected with his blue onesie, the plushy pressure stimulating them both. Jake grabbed her waist and began massaging her while returning her advances. Now this was a party! As the next song came on the thirsty teens got some more to drink. Jake handed Sam a red solo cup of Coke and Smirnov while he gulped his. His checks flushed as he finished. "You know I think you guys have the smartest costume," Brad began walking over to them. "See I'm sooooo fucked up and I think I've already pissed myself." He laughed as he flung his arms around Jake's shoulders. "Looks like you're the real baby after all," Jake giggled noticing the small dark spot on his pants. "Yah funny guy?" Brad swiftly reached down between Jake's legs and fumbled with the snaps. His buzzed mind unable to manipulate the buttons. Instead, he pulled hard from both sides and the onesie became undone. Jake grew red as his diaper was exposed to the world. A few giggles ensued as people stared, many laughing at his commitment and at the ridiculousness of it all. Jake gave Brad a good wallop before reaching down past his waist. "Let me get that," Sam said intervening. She snapped Jake back up and gave him a pat on the rear. "All done big boy." "Don't mock me baby girl." "Touché." "You guys wanna drink?" Brad stumbled over with some more beer cans. "I think we better take those off his hands," Sam said coyly. She threw her's back and gasped when she finished. Jake followed her lead not wanting to be outdone. It was now getting late and people were starting to tire out. Kids were sprawled all over, passed out from exhaustion , alcohol, or both. Sam led him back to a quiet corner of the room before whispering in his ear. "Do you want me to do something naughty?" Jake nodded eagerly. "Alright then unsnap me." Jake brought his shaky hand up to her fleecy pink backside. The underwear underneath felt soft to the touch while he struggled to get at the buttons. He fought off his nervousness (and drunkenness) and managed to get it undone. Utilizing some of Brad's aggressive strategy from earlier. With a satisfying metallic pop, his girlfriend's onesie came open. Silently, she led his hands to her underside. Eventually pressing up against the diapered area between her legs which forced her to stand with her legs apart. "Here goes." Almost instantaneously Jake felt his hands grow warm. Confused at first, he saw the pleasured expression on Sam's face before connecting the dots. The padding grew heavier and squishy on his fingers as he realized she was pissing herself. "What are you doing?" He asked, incredulous. "I had to go babe." "But you actually—" "So what? Brad's pissed his pants like twice already." Jake sniffed the air. "I guess it doesn't matter if this place already smells like piss." "Now you have to go," she said with a wink as she rubbed his stomach and groin. "Yeah but—" "Yeah but you don't want to piss yourself in front of your girlfriend?" "Well duh." "Your girlfriend who's in her wet diaper." "Well when you—" "Your girlfriend who's diaper you're still rubbing." "Oh sorry I didn't—" "No keeping going. It feels sooo good." "This is weird. But I'm too fucked up to care." "That's the spirit!" They continued their massage exchange until Jake snapped Sam back up, finding it increasingly more difficult to do so with his drunk mind and her wet padding. "You win big man. Ready to head home?" "Yeah I think we've had enough, know anyone who's not fucked up enough to drive." "Meeee," Brad said walking over in his soaked pants. "I said not fucked up pissy pants." "Yeah whatever, I needa sleep anyway," he nearly feel to the floor at this as he dozed off. "Yo Mike have you had anything?" "Nah man I'm good." "Can you do Sam and I a solid? Her car's here." "I gotchu man. I can drop you both off and uber back here. Plus I need to pick up some cleaning supplies." "Yeah and maybe some depends for Brad," Sam added as she opened the front door. The three burst into laughter as they headed for her car. Jake found the ride back home to be thankfully short. He had to admit that he really needed to go soon and the beer wasn't helping. "Love you babe," he said giving Sam a peck on the cheek. "Love you too baby." She shut the door behind him before Mike sped away. Jake ran up to his front door and opened it, surprising his mom as he did so. "Oh I thought you were a trick or treater! What a nice costume you have!" "Yeah you said that mom. What time iz it?" "It's 1 right now, but some kids have still come by here and there." "Okay great I need to—" he stumbled toward the couch groggily. "Don't drink so much Jakey!" "No no naw. Imma just tired is all." "Alright do you need to go to the bathroom before bed?" "Yeahhh but I got this on still," he said pointing to his waist. His mom quickly unsnapped him revealing his clean diaper underneath. "Still dry. Let's get you out of this." "Mommm. 'Corse I'm dry." "Okay but I need you to take off—" "You know what? I'm just going to sleep here okay?" "Okay honey. I'll go get some blankets for you." Jake shut his eyes and fluttered in and out of consciousness, semi-aware of his building need to relieve himself. Groggily, he let loose and wet himself on the couch. His mom returned shortly after with a pillow and blankets, finding her teenage son asleep in his wet diaper. She smiled to herself at the site but realized she needed to change him so he wouldn't get a rash. "Jakey Jakey." "Huh wha?" "Didn't you use baby powder or no?" "What? No. I'm too tired for this," he said grabbing the blankets and rolling over. "Wait a sec. Where's the case of diapers Sam sent?" "Ughhh. In my room," he said falling back asleep. She returned with the case and some changing supplies she cobbled together from the bathroom closet. So as not to disturb her sleeping son, she moved the lower half of his blanket out of the way so she could get to the flaps of his onesie. Lifting up the flaps, she inspected the state of his diaper. It was soaked. He must have been holding it in all night. Tenderly, she tore off the sides as she had done so many times before, and removed his wet padding. She quickly wiped him off with a dry washcloth before producing a fresh diaper from the case and sliding it under him. After a liberal application of baby powder, she taped Jake up and refastened his onesie. She gave him a quick rub on the tummy before retreating upstairs herself. A massive grin overtook her face on her way to bed. For the first time in a while she felt like a mom again. She only wished this could be like every day.