Diaper tales 4: Passing of the diaper
This is episode 4 because episodes 2 and 3 are still in production.
It was a hot day in the jungle of the land time forgot. Under a palm tree sat Marshall, the baby red dinosaur in his trademark blue diaper. He was fanning himself with a palm leaf, which barely provided any cool air.
"This is hotter than that time Franklin tried to spoon feed me his ass burning hot sauce." Marshall said.
Flashback...
"Come on Marshall, just try it." Franklin, Marshall's purple older brother said.
"No I hate your custom made meals." Marshall said.
"Please?" Franklin asked.
"No." Marshall said.
"Please?"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Please?"
"NO!"
Franklin quickly shoved a spoonful of his sauce into Marshall's mouth. Then he held Marshall's mouth closed, forcing him to Swallow it.
"See? Pretty tasty huh?" Franklin asked.
"WATER WATER!" Marshall screamed.
Marshall fell out of his high chair, grasping his neck. Franklin frantically looked around for water. In a panic, he jumped out the window. Marshall laid on the floor in agony. Suddenly, Franklin came back in holding the garden hose. He shoved it in Marshall's mouth and turned it on. A strong stream of water shot into Marshall's mouth. Marshall held on to it, savoring every drop. After awhile, Franklin shut it off.
"See, wasn't that..good?" Franklin asked.
"Your the one who's going to have to change me the next 6 times as a result of all this." Marshall said.
Back to reality...
Marshall got tired of sitting under the tree and went off to look for the others. He found Franklin by their tree cave, yelling up at the window.
"For fracks sake! It's not that complicated!" He yelled up at the window.
"What's going on?" Marshall asked.
Franklin jumped at Marshall's voice, due to his wussyness.
"Stanleys trying to install our new air conditioning." Franklin said.
"IS there anything coming out now?" Stanley yelled from above.
"NO! Get your head in gear and focus you retard!" Franklin yelled.
"Calm down, you need to chill!" Stanley yelled down.
"How can I chill when it's 100 degrees?!" Franklin yelled up.
"Where are the others? Can't they help?" Marshall asked.
"Lebrea is staying home because the heat would screw up her hair. Truman is staying near his desk fan, and I don't know what happened to Dak." Franklin said.
A few minutes earlier...
Dak, the gray-blue pterodactyl was flying through the air.
"God, why is it so damn hot!?" He cursed.
Breathing heavily, Dak couldn't stay in the air any longer and crashed into a waterfall. He slammed against the rock wall and fell to the river below. He didn't care if he would drown or anything like that, He was just happy to be out of the heat.
Back at the tree cave...
"I'm surprised your not passed out yet, wearing that diaper and all." Franklin said.
"What about my diaper?" Marshall asked, grabbing the hems of it.
"For one thing, it's probably freaking hot, which could not only lead to diaper rash, but you probably sweat in it a lot." Franklin said.
"Dinosaurs don't have sweat glands." Marshall said.
"I'm trying to make a point. Why do you even wear a diaper? I'm naked and I'm fine with that." Franklin said.
"I'm a baby, babies wear diapers." Marshall said.
"Have you ever considered that you might not be a baby anymore?" Franklin asked.
"I am too a baby!" Marshall yelled.
"You walk, you talk, you know a large vocabulary of words, and I am 100 percent sure that you can control your bladder." Franklin said.
"I do not! How do you explain those accidents the night you were babysitting me?" Marshall asked.
"You probably did that on purpose. You know what? You probably just have a diaper fetish." Franklin said.
"I do not have a fetish!" Marshall said.
"Then take it off." Franklin said.
"NO! Not out here!" Marshall said.
"Theres nothing to be ashamed about, everyone here is naked!" Franklin said.
"That's because your all indecent!" Marshall said, turning his back to Franklin.
"And you call wearing only a diaper in public decent?" Franklin asked.
Marshall stood there silent for a moment before saying "yes".
"I'll give you my entire rock collection if you go an entire day without a diaper." Franklin bet.
In case you were unaware, the Dino babies were very found of rocks. Don't ask me why though. This got Marshall's attention.
"An entire day?" He asked.
"Yes, and you can't put another one on. Is it a bet?" Franklin asked.
Marshall thought about it for a second and quickly slipped off his diaper.
"It's a bet." He said.
Marshall picked up his diaper and handed it to Franklin, who reluctantly took it. Then he calmly climbed up into the tree cave. Franklin tossed the diaper away and regretted what happened, as it seemed Marshall was okay without wearing his diaper.
"Oh crap, LOOK OUT!" Stanley yelled.
Franklin looked up and saw the air conditioning unit as it smashed on his face.
"Sorry! I screwed it in the wrong area!" Stanley yelled.
"Hi Stanley, how's it going?" Marshall asked.
"Horrible, the whole thing cost around 500.." Stanley said before he turned around and saw Marshall. "Did you forget something?"
"No, why?" Marshall asked.
"You usually wear a diaper." Stanley said.
"If I can go an entire day without wearing one, Franklin will give me his rock collection." Marshall said.
"His rock collection? Damn it, I wanted it." Stanley cursed.
"Don't worry, I'm sure he'll bet his Leaf collection next." Marshall said.
"Ohh I love those." Stanley said.
Franklin climbed up into the tree cave, scarred and black eyed.
"What the hell man? You were supposed to keep it supported from the outside!" Franklin said.
"I ran out of screws. I had to take the supports out." Stanley said.
"Fine, just take the thing back to the scrap yard, we might be able to get something for it." Franklin said.
"How am I going to carry it there? It's in a zillion pieces." Stanley said.
"I don't know, Improvise." Franklin snarled.
Stanley climbed down from the tree cave. Marshall sat on a chair completely unfazed.
"You were right about the diaper, it feels so much colder without it." Marshall said.
"Oh will you stuff it?" Franklin snarled.
Stanley tried to collect all the pieces of the air conditioner, but he wasn't able to carry them all in his arms.
"Dick, he couldn't even give me a basket or something." Stanley muttered.
Stanley looked around for something to hold the pieces in. Then, he saw something light blue laying on the ground. Grabbing it, he stretched it out to see it was Marshall's diaper.
"I guess I could use this." He said.
Stanley put one piece in the diaper and it just slid out the leg hole. Stanley felt the material of the diaper and noticed how soft it was.
"Well, since Marshall's not using it." Stanley said.
Stanley hid behind a large bush and slipped the diaper on. He sat down in it and enjoyed the soft feeling of it. He made sure the coast was clear before coming out in the open and stashing the parts in his diaper.
Meanwhile, back in the tree cave, Franklin wasn't intent on losing his rock collection. He already hatched a nasty scheme to make Marshall lose the bet. Marshall was sitting near the window.
"Hey Marshall, did you hear about the accident at the waterfall?" Franklin asked.
"No, what happened?" Marshall asked.
"There was this guy who was drinking this massive pitcher of water near the biggest waterfall when it started to rain hard and he slipped and fell in it. The rain poured so hard, it must have been hard to see." Franklin said.
"Oh, sucks to be him then." Marshall said, unfazed.
Franklin groaned.
Meanwhile, Stanley was rather fond of wearing a diaper. The only uncomfortable thing about it was all the parts he carried in it. This ended when he arrived at the scrap yard. Hiding behind a bush, he saw Truman, the blue dinosaur with a small tuft of orange hair and glasses, was there too. He slipped the diaper off and went over to him
"Hey Truman, can you help me with something?" Stanley asked.
"Stan? What do you need?" Truman asked.
"I need some help carrying some parts over here. Can you help me with that?" Stanley asked.
"Sure, theres nothing more fun to do than carrying heavy objects in the intense heat." Truman said sarcastically.
"Oh stuff it." Stanley said.
So the guys collected the parts and carried them over to the scrap entrance.
"Why are you here? I thought you were at home." Stanley asked.
"My desk fan broke down and I came here to find a replacement." Truman said.
"You couldn't just buy a new one?" Stanley asked.
"I have more important things to do with my money." Truman said.
"Like that Dino girls gone wild tape?" Stanley asked.
"I do not want that!" Truman yelled.
"Then why do you keep staring at Lebrea all the time? Eh?" Stanley teased.
The heat greatly increased Truman's rage. Using a pipe, he bashed Stanley over the head, knocking him out.
"Jack ass." Truman muttered.
Truman left the scrapyard and stepped on something soft as he walked through the bushes. Looking down, he saw Marshall's diaper.
"Is this Marshall's? He must be streaking. Ecchhh, better pitch this." Truman said.
Truman picked up the diaper with the tips of his fingers (He's a germaphob) and started looking for a trash bin or something. While doing so, he looked at the diaper and noticed that it had no urine stains at all. It actually seemed relatively clean, as there was no odor. He recalled a time in his youth that involved diapers...
Flashback...
Truman wore a blank gray diaper, similar to the one Marshall wears. He was very young and standing in front of his gigantic mother.
"Your too old for diapers." His mother said.
"No I'm not." Truman said.
"Yes you are. You don't need them anymore." His mother said.
"But mom, I can't live without them." Truman said.
"Yes you can. Take it off." His mom asked sternly.
With small tears forming in his eyes, Truman slipped off his diaper and handed it to his mother. As she walked off with it, he cried like the inner child he was.
Back to the present...
"I used to call it Stimey." Truman muttered.
Embracing his former interest, Truman slipped the diaper on and embraced it's comfort. Happy, he started heading home.
Back at the tree cave...
Marshall got off his chair and rubbed his bottom. He wasn't used to sitting on stone chairs without his diaper. Suddenly, Franklin walked in and Marshall almost burst into laughter. Franklin was wearing several leaves that were sewn together in the shape of a diaper.
"You were right about diapers. They're so nice and comfy, and I don't have to go to the bathroom." Franklin said.
Marshall held back his laughter for 10 seconds before he broke out and fell back on the floor laughing.
"Are you really that desperate to make me lose? God, I should get my camera and put this on DiaperSpace like last time." Marshall said.
"That wasn't funny." Franklin said.
"You got 1000000 views." Marshall said.
"Come on, don't you miss wearing your diaper?" Franklin asked.
"No." Marshall said.
"This doesn't make you jealous at all?" Franklin asked.
"No." Marshall said.
Franklin face palmed himself and walked out on the balcony. Dak landed on the railing.
"What's wrong Franklin? Are you regressing like one of those nightmarish babyfur stories?" Dak asked before breaking out in laughter.
Angry, Franklin slipped off his diaper and shoved it over Dak's face and shoved him off the balcony where he hit the ground with a crack.
Meanwhile, Truman enjoyed a quiet walk home. He threw his diaper in the window of his room and went in the front door so his mom wouldn't see it. He put it back on in the sanctuary of his own room and resumed what he was doing before, writing a corny fan fiction for Dante's Inferno: The game. Heres a sample from it:
Dante came to a large stone circle suspended over a bottomless pit. As he moved further into the circle, a fire shot up from the other end. Behind the fire emerged a large fluffy teddy bear.
"I'm Mr. Mcstuffins. I love you." It said.
"Oh god, anything but this!" Dante said, trembling.
Using the Scythe he took from the Grim Reaper, he sliced it's head off, spraying blood everywhere. Suddenly, 3 more teddy bears emerged from the fires.
"I love you. I love you." They said.
"Stay back! All of you!" Dante yelled.
Snapping back to reality, someone came into Truman's room unannounced. It was Lebrea, a female purple dinosaur with yellow hair. Upon seeing Truman, her Jaw dropped. There was an awkward silence following this.
"I can explain this." Truman said, pointing at the diaper.
"How?" Lebrea asked with attitude.
Truman grabbed the glass paper weight that was sitting on his desk and hurled it at Lebrea. It smashed against her forehead and she fell over unconscious. Truman got up and looked her over. He and her were fierce rivals and he always wanted to extract revenge on her for ruining the stories he tells his friends.
He looked at his diaper and then looked at her. An evil smile came across his face. He slipped his diaper off and then slid it on Lebrea. He threw her unconscious body over his shoulder and tossed her out his window. He hoped she would forget what happened, and if she didn't, at least she would be embarrassed.
Franklin sat on the couch at the tree cave, pissed. Marshall kept rubbing his progress in his face.
"Hey Franklin? Can you change me? Oh wait, I don't need one, because I'm not in a diaper!" Marshall said.
"Will you just shut the truck up already!?" Franklin demanded.
"I thought you would be happy with me out of diapers." Marshall said.
"I think I'd prefer you in diapers now, you were less of a dick then." Franklin said.
"Too late, that rock collection is practically mine now." Marshall said.
Franklin screamed in pure anger. He slid down the ladder of the tree cave and stopped by Dak, who was laying on the ground.
"Is that you Franklin? Can you maybe give me a hand? I think I'm paralyzed." Dak said, with the diaper still over his head.
"I wanted one of those jack ass AI controlled allies in Gears of War 3 to help me when I was down, but that didn't happen either." Franklin said.
Meanwhile, Lebrea finally recovered. It was getting dark by the time she got up.
"Am I still in bed? I dreamt Truman was wearing a diaper." She mumbled to herself.
She thought she was in bed because the diaper cushioned her rear. As her eyes cleared up, she discovered she wasn't in her room.
"What the? If I'm not in my bed, where am I?" She asked.
Lebrea looked down and saw she was wearing Marshall's diaper. She screamed loudly. Truman heard her from his room and chuckled.
"Ewwww! I can't believe I'm wearing this!" Lebrea screeched.
Lebrea slipped off her diaper and held it by the tip of her claws.
"Marshall, that little bastard is gonna pay for this!" Lebrea cursed.
Meanwhile, Franklin and Marshall were walking back to their home cave.
"So, does your collection have any shiny ones in it?" Marshall asked.
"Why can't you stop bragging for 5 seconds?" Franklin asked.
As they passed a fork in the path, Stanley came up from the other way.
"Where the hell were you?" Franklin asked.
"I ran into Truman and the bastard knocked me out for no reason." Stanley said.
Before they could say anything else, Lebrea's loud bitchy voice came up.
"Marshall your dead meat!" She yelled.
Lebrea walked up to group, clutching Marshall's diaper.
"Hey, what are you doing with my diaper?" Marshall asked.
"What am I doing with it? You knocked me out and slipped it on me!" Lebrea cursed.
"I haven't seen it all day. Franklin bet me I couldn't go a day without it." Marshall said.
"Then who the hell, Truman!" Lebrea suddenly realized.
"Truman isn't here." Stanley said.
"I know he isn't! Hes the one who did this! I saw him wearing it in his room!" Lebrea yelled.
"Ewww, He was wearing my diaper!?" Marshall demanded.
"Actually, I kinda was too." Stanley admitted.
"YOU WHAT?!" Marshall shrieked.
"Jeez, It sounds like your the ones who have diaper fetishes, not Marshall." Franklin said.
"You were in one earlier." Marshall said.
"I was trying to make you jealous so you would lose the bet!" Franklin yelled.
"All I have to say in my defense was that it was comfortable." Stanley said.
"I know, thats one reason I wear it." Marshall said.
"By the way, where did you find that one?" Stanley asked.
"My mom bought it from this Norwegian Baby site." Marshall said.
"Forget this, I'm gonna beat the crap out of Truman for this." Lebrea said, stomping off.
"Can I have my diaper back?" Marshall asked.
"I thought you were over diapers." Franklin said.
"Yeah right, The second I won that bet I was gonna slip that thing right back on." Marshall said.
Marshall took off after Lebrea.
"Damn it Marshall get back here!" Franklin yelled, going after him.
"Wait! What was the name of that site?" Stanley yelled, going after him.
Meanwhile, at Truman's house...
Truman was looking at an ABDL site, looking for information on how to obtain diapers secretly.
"Wow, who knew you could order diapers via airplane." Truman said.
Suddenly, Lebrea broke Truman's door down. Franklin, Stanley, and Marshall could be seen behind her.
"I am going to smash your head into paste!" Lebrea yelled.
Truman tried to cover up the screen of his computer (I know dinosaurs shouldn't have access to computers or that stuff, but this is a parody, nothing has to abide the rules of time so stop bitching).
"Wait! You wouldn't hit a guy with glasses would you?" He asked.
Lebrea tackled Truman to the ground and instead of punching him, she slipped Marshall's diaper on him and took a picture with her smartphone.
"HA! Now your on diaperspace!" She taunted.
"That's fine, I already uploaded several pictures there today." Truman said.
"Wait, you like wearing diapers!?" Lebrea asked, shocked.
"Yeah. Marshall does." Truman said before seeing that Marshall was naked. "Wheres your diaper?"
"Your wearing it." Marshall said.
"Oh right. Yes, as embarrassing as it is, it's my fetish to wear a diaper." Truman said.
"I enjoy wearing one too." Stanley said.
"And me of course." Marshall said.
"I can't believe you guys! What the hell is wrong with you!?" Lebrea asked.
"Hey if you don't like it, get lost." Truman said.
"Fine, me and Franklin are going to remain sane. Right?" Lebrea asked.
"Actually.." Franklin said.
"Oh god, not you too!" Lebrea said.
"The diapers are nice and comfy, and they really aren't that hot either. I don't see any reason why not to wear one." Franklin said.
"You do?" Marshall asked.
"I'll admit, I really didn't see a reason to wear one, I thought Marshall was just a nut. But now that I know you guys like to wear them, it doesn't seem as strange anymore. So I guess I'll try it too." Franklin said.
"Awesome, I know exactly how to get us all diapers." Truman said.
"If you guys want to live in your own screwed up worlds, go right ahead, but I'm not ever going to wear a diaper." Lebrea said as she began to leave.
"But Lebrea, they also have diapers that can be accessorized and be modeled to fit the latest fad." Truman said.
Lebrea stopped dead in her tracks and turned around.
The next day...
Dak somehow managed to crawl back to his home cave and recover until the next day arrived. He flew back to the tree cave.
"Hey guys, is everything back-" he started.
Dak saw that everyone was wearing diapers. Marshall wore his standard blue one, Truman had a white one, Franklin had green, Stanley had orange, and Lebrea wore a pink one lined with emeralds.
"Have all you guys gotten bit by babyfurs? You all look ridiculous!" Dak said.
Dak broke out in laughter, which stopped when he saw everyone approach him with angry faces. They grabbed Dak and pummeled him mercilessly before throwing him out the window.
So whats the moral of this story? Don't look down on people who like diapers or they'll kill you. Good bye!