Intro: Looking for friends
Tall, slim, wavy brown hair that sometimes fell over his distant and forlorn eyes Chance was young and he looked young. He had managed to maneuver his way through the challenges and triumphs of high school, he had managed to meet a few girls here and there and he even had a plan for college and career. But he was a quiet child, distant and often alone either consciously or really alone. His little room, his small apartment that seemed too large, the eye of his stove that was never warmed, his empty cabinets and redundantly being informed that he had no new messages was setting in. So Chance joined a local church a month or so ago and had taken up the chance to even go out on a camping trip. Some of the other guys and girls seemed nice enough. Chance was looking for friends, he needed friends.
Chance arrived in the small, hopeful parking lot of the little pointy Church. Whether it was the height of the steeple, the long sharp shadow it dug through of the small town square or the traditional setup that seemed to drip with hope and belief… Chance was empty and didn’t need much. Chance shut the door of his Honda and walked with his bag of things to the crowd and the bus just across the way.
Chapter 1: Hiking at night
“The woods are beautiful this year aren’t they?” She asked him. “… Yes, they are something to see” he said with a smile. Ashley had sat next to him on the bus ride, she was friendly, a bit too attractive for his taste and the touch of her jean covered thighs against his legs had made him uncomfortable. Chance had chosen a nice flat spot under a weathered but stubborn old tree. It inspired him to say the least, he felt like he needed to be strong. Having cleared the area of rocks and sticks he threw his sleeping mat and bag down on the ground on top of the thin layer of leaves he had left. The insulation between him and the ground that would drink the warmth from his body couldn’t hurt. He was facing the fire and was just close enough to feel the warmth from it. Tonight would be a fun hike. It was determined to be a demonstration and picture of walking the long dark of this world together with your friends even in uncertain times and Chance was excited. 3 hours passed and they were on the trail. Chance was warm, stretched out, heart beating just fast enough to enjoy the feel of exercise. He stepped off the trail to relieve himself in a few nearby bushes and made sure to keep the others in ear shot so he could catch back up. Chance felt his cock in his hand as the urine splashed against the leaves. Chance felt the signs of coming pressure in his bottom too but he’d have to wait till he got back to camp to do anything about that. Being around Ashley and her supple thighs touching him only made him imagine his status on such things. He seemed too small, insufficient and Chance felt a powerful hand close over his mouth as he was pulled into the darkness by strong arms that felt like they were made of oak. Chance was terrified, isolated and alone. Chance chose horror rather than screaming or fighting, he was deep within the dark of the forest being carried by strong arms before he even imagined trying to scream for help. His new friends, Ashley… his things were gone.
Chapter 2: Chance and the RV
Chance woke up as he landed on the floor between two hard objects. He opened his eyes to the inside of what appeared to be a large RV with a cramped living space. He was lying in between a small stove and a cabinet. A man was standing over him. “You're heavy…” was all that responded to Chance’s eager mind. The man was tall and broad. Blue jeans with dirty knees reached down to cover the tops of worn and sullen work boots. Chance imagined the man might be a construction worker of some kind. Thick branch like arms protruded from the plain grey t-shirt that was pulled almost tight across his thick chest. The shirt reached down flatly to the man’s waist. “What are you doing? Who are you?” The man did not respond. 35 to 40 was a fair guess on the criminal’s age, the dark bristle lining his strong jaw and chin stood out strongly against the man’s white skin. “Address me as father” was the introduction he was given as the man lifted him by his arm pits from the floor that Chance had completely forgotten to stand up from. Chance felt like he was really was bad at this survival thing… he hardly had any survival instincts in him. He felt abused, violated, needy, helpless… not strong, not angry. Chance was upset but in the absence of anger he felt despair. Chance didn’t once imagine a way to retaliate, to hurt the man, to defend himself, he only retreated farther within. The large hard hands on him were invading his privacy, his self-esteem, destroying his world of assurance… Chance’s eyes filled with tears and a low distant light that began to fade. Chance wasn’t angry… all he felt was fear. Chance landed on the bed of the RV. It was one of those that retracted into the wall or couch. It squeaked a bit as Chance settled onto it after the fall. “Father… ?” The man’s gaze met his own and a grim “What?” was returned to him. Chance decided conversation wouldn’t lead to much. Father began pull Chance’s shoes off and they landed carelessly on the linoleum floor next to bed frame. Next large, weathered hands grasped at the waist of his pants and those soon feel on top of the shoes. The tall slender boy curled up in fear. His soft cheeks stained with tears and flushed red. His hair disheveled waved down over the tops of his eyes. Chance squeezed his bottom, pushing back the pressure inside that hardly concerned him at the moment. The man reached beside him to a package that he hadn’t noticed before and pulled what seemed to be a thick, folded up plastic covered cloth like item. It fell into a very large hourglass shape and Chance stared at the large diaper in front of him without being able to believe it. It was long and wide, very thick. The diaper had a faint pink stripe inside of it that ran from top to bottom and almost touched the gathered stretchy inside walls. It had wetness barriers that ran down the length of the diaper on each side. The rest if the diaper was white but the strikingly pink leak guards and the pink trim on the sides stood out well. It looked like a girls diaper but it was too big. Chance desperately tried to understand his situation but he wasn’t allowed to. His boxers were violently pulled down his long, slender and pale legs and he heard the man mutter something under his voice. His ankles were grasped in a single large hand and his bottom was lifted up into the air. He saw the man use his other hand to slide the big girls diaper under his bottom before he felt himself sink down into it as the man let go of his feet. Chance closed his eyes and turned his head trying to get away. A few uneasy seconds passed and he felt a thick greasy finger between his butt cheeks. He shrieked and pleaded “No” but the man just laughed and Chance felt the strong hand on his ass and the intruder inside of his most private place. Chance laid there and involuntarily relaxed and let the man finger his bottom. Chance sighed and he tasted the salty tears at the edges of his mouth. Then it stopped but before he found any relief to Chances horror his little penis was taken in a large hand and his balls were being touched and groped and massaged. Moaning in fear Chance shivered and gasped “No… please”. His little penis began to grow his balls felt shocked by some low current electricity, it felt good. Chance spread his legs a bit and struggled to block it out. He couldn’t have been any more embarrassed as his fully erect cock filled this terrible person’s hand, the soft grip the man had on his ball sack was comforting and Chance groaned as he was forced to enjoy this torture. Chance let out a long breath that became a soft low moan “…oooooooooooooohhh” as the muscles in his stomach and his legs clenched. His skinny 5 inch cock standing up hard and the small ball sack hanging from his crotch seemed like foreign articles of his body that he was hardly aware of. He opened his legs wider and let the man stroke him and fondle him. This lasted about 2 minutes in all before Chance was shocked to feel the man let go. The Father took hold of the front of the super thick diaper and pulled it up and laid it down over his belly button, his excitement his desire, his hard little cock were pressed and hidden beneath the plastic covered thick diaper. The front of the diaper was plain white with a thick white elastic like portion at the top. He saw through wet tired eyes 4 wide pink tapes pressed down onto his diaper front. The man smiled at him and patted the front of his diaper “It’s ok baby… everything’s going to be alright” but Chance didn’t respond. He had too much going on inside. He had just had the most sexual experience of his life and he was wearing a girls diaper and he had been kidnapped by this dreadful man! The man sat down on the side of the bed and slid off his large boots. Chance turned away as he saw the man reach for the button of his pants. He only heard them being slid down and pulled off. Chance thought for sure he was going to be raped! Chance turned and curled and could only think about how silly he looked in nothing but a diaper and a t-shirt, a diaper with pink showing around his legs and in his crotch. He felt like a girl, this was a man… he didn’t feel like a man at all. Chance saw the lights go out and with them went his hope, the darkness he felt inside pressed outward through his fretful mind and seemed to form a black ball around him that could be easily seen in the dark room. Chance felt a strong hand press between his arms and around his stomach, he felt a dry kiss on the back of his neck and he thought the man had bent his legs so his diapered butt would sit nicely into his lap and then he heard a soft but hard voice “goodnight”.
Chapter 3: Chances first dirty diaper and night time baba
Chance woke up tossing and turning and felt an unbearable pressure in his butt. He desperately needed to use the bathroom. His mind exploded as he realized the diaper, where he was, this man who was holding him even now he didn’t think he’d be able to hold it all night. He heard a voice from a mouth that was certainly almost right behind his head and neck. “What’s wrong sweetie?” Chance didn’t want to answer, he didn’t even want to move, he didn’t even want to exist right now. “I … need to use… the bathroom…” was what he eventually said before a stern and sudden “FATHER!” was whispered loudly into the back of his head. He felt the hands loosen on him. “I really need to use the bathroom… F Father” “Well just do it in your diaper baby and I’ll change your diaper in the morning” came a low gruff voice and he realized a hand was groping his diapered bottom. Chance was horrified, he didn’t want to fill a diaper and he didn’t want this man “changing his diaper” either. “Please Father… don’t make me use my diaper” chance eagerly pleaded but all he got was a “ssshhh… Baby needs to use his diaper so he can go back to sleep”. Chances felt a hand press into his diapered bottom and his father say “Do it…”. Chance felt the hands let go of him and give him some space so Chance reluctantly sat up in the bed and slowly put one knee under himself then another so he could get his sweet diapered bottom off the bed. It took Chance a few uncertain seconds before he leaned forward on his palms and with his eyes closed began to push. “uh…mphh…” Chance almost jumped off the bed as he felt a hand gently touch the bulky diapered bottom. “Does Baby need to make poopoo?” were the humiliating words. They seemed so motherly but coming from this grim iron figure of a man it came across as something else entirely. Chance hung his head low and nodded yes. “Awww sweety, I didn’t know… it’s ok” “Can my little boy do it all by himself or does he need Daddy’s help?” Chance responded without thinking “No Father” and he was tricked into defending his adult status by trying to push a warm mushy poop into the seat of his waiting diaper. Captive in the dark room with this strange man he felt the tip of the soft poop between his shy and soft round butt cheeks and then he felt it touch the inside of the diaper. The warm feeling of the poop leaving his bottom was surprising and pleasant. He pushed again and felt it mash against the inner seat of his diaper and he felt the diaper change shape as it formed around the pleasantly warm bulge growing on his bottom. It never started to come out on its own but he barely needed to press anymore. Chance felt a soft warm mass forming under his butt and inside his diaper and it grew until he thought it was going to touch his little balls but it didn’t. Chance realized he was panting and he opened his eyes to see his Father staring at him with hazy eyes, frightening eyes and a hand was down inside his boxers grasping what could only be a long thick cock. “Good boy” the man said in a husky voice. The man removed his hand and slipped the cock out through the opening in the front of his boxers and began to stroke it openly before Chance. Chance’s mouth suddenly seemed wet and his lips seemed full and soft. His own lips never felt so full before or seemed so inviting. Chance shook the images of his mouth on that man’s cock from his mind, he hadn’t put them there. The diaper between his legs filling his crotch was warm and heavy, it filled the area between his thin dainty legs perfectly. It reached up to grasp his small hips perfectly and added a perfectly appropriate shape to his small less than shapely ass. The heavy warmth on his bottom was satisfying, it seemed to belong there. Chance didn’t know much about belonging… he had never belonged anywhere. That cock belonged between his sweet lips… “No” was all Chance could quietly say. He felt drunk, thrilled and humiliated; he didn’t know what to think. “Come here sweetie” was what he heard and he felt himself being led down onto the bed. Chance didn’t want to open his eyes, he didn’t want to see it. “Is Baby hungry?” was the next thing he heard, he felt queasy in his stomach. “No…” was all he muttered before felt strong hands on each side of his head gently yet resolutely bringing his face in a direction he could only imagine was toward the waiting cock. He smelt something he had never smelled before. It was musky and smelled sweaty. Chance opened his full soft lips and he felt a fleshy firm pole slide past and up into his mouth. It was thick and forced his mouth open wide. It filled up his mouth completely. Chance faded away as he gave in to instinct, desire and control. His small soft hands were around the base of the big hot swollen cock and his other hand was holding a pair of large balls as he breathed heavily though his nose. He moaned around the meaty cock in his mouth and he salivated around it. It filled his mouth so completely and he felt satisfied. He heard the man groan in visceral pleasure, he was doing it good! He was making this man want him! He would press his lips tightly around the warm shaft filling his mouth as he slid back up the cock then suck it back down into the hungry hole of his mouth. His own little cock was standing out straight inside his diaper all this time and the poopoo he had made for his daddy was settled perfectly into the bottom of his diaper. Chance didn’t want to see the cock, he just accepted feeling it invade him, he felt it fill him, he was experiencing it and that was enough. It was large and strong and warm inside the warm hole of his mouth inside his sweet tight dick sucking lips. Chance sucked and sucked and sucked some more… and he felt the cock get hot and swell, he felt hands on the back of his head and felt his Daddy shudder as his mouth suddenly became full of a creamy sticky substance that he was desperately trying to swallow. Globs of cum slid down his throat with the saliva developing in his cheeks. The cock stopped shuddering and stopped spraying and shrank a little. But he sucked on to it still, keeping that softening member in his mouth and keeping the man he was proud to please moaning and panting. Chance lay there in this man’s arms for several minutes. His eyes drifted off and he fell asleep.
Chapter 4: Chance’s shame and belonging
Chance was awakened his his Father shaking him gently. A pale light was coming into the dark room from the outside of the RV. It had to be early; the light was still a pale grey, struggling to press through the dark blanket inside. “We have to change that poopy diaper Baby” he heard the man say and he looked up to see him smiling. The man was smiling! Apparently the cock sucking session had made them best friends! Suddenly it dawned on Chance what he had done. He had sucked a cock and not only sucked it but gobbled it up like a cock hungry whore, he had wanted yummy cock on his lips and filling his mouth with a gut driven passion last night in this dark room. He had pooped himself… he had bent over and purposely pushed a big soft warm load of poop into the seat of his own diaper. His diaper? He flushed read as he realized his acceptance of all this… it wasn’t A diaper, it was his diaper. He hadn’t sucked a cock, he had wanted a cock and took it willingly and sucked it dry. He had felt the desire dripping from his own lips and he felt the fullness between his little thighs and the heaviness sitting on his bottom felt right. Chance began to cry… “Don’t cry sweetie, we had such a good time last night” came the dark voice from the other side of his eye lids. “I didn’t want to do those things…” The man was silent for a moment and just told him to lie down. Chance hardly felt like laying back was a bad thing to do so he laid back on the bed and he felt the gruff hands spread his legs open. “Hmmmph… such a dirty boy, you made a big poopoo for Daddy didn’t you?” Chance didn’t answer, he tried not to feel the bulk of the diaper on his ass, the sodden weight laying on his crotch or what was about to happen. He was about to have his own dirty diaper changed like a baby by a man! Chances eyes popped open when felt something soft and plastic touch his lips. He opened his eyes to see not a cock as was still heavily in his mind but a big oversize pacifier. He whimpered no but it was pressed past his murmuring lips and into his mouth. It was big, the outer rim covered his mouth completely the soft squishy plastic ball shaped thing filled up his mouth. He could only suck on it, he remembered the satisfied feeling of cock filling his mouth last night and this felt a lot like that but he didn’t fade away into lust this time. He kept his eyes closed and sucked on his big paci as he felt the tapes on his diaper being pulled loose. Chance felt the front of the diaper lifted up and off his front and then he felt the sticky poop pull off of his bottom and out from under his balls. “Oh my honey Baby… you really made a poopoo didn’t you” Chance kept his eyes shut as was he lifted, sat back down, rolled to one side, wiped up and down and he suffered the endless cooing and soft words throughout the terrifying ordeal. The husky drunken lust from last night in the dark room didn’t return. This seemed too real, it wasn’t vague or sensual; his mind couldn’t make it anything, except what it was… his bottom was being wiped by another man and he was being talked to like a baby. The dirty diaper disappeared and felt himself being turned over onto his front. Reaching out with his senses past his paci and his closed eyes he realized the lust he didn’t have was definitely in his new Daddy. He felt the bed move a bit as Daddy climbed up on to the bed after him and he felt hard greedy hands touch his ass. Chance tried to whimper behind his paci that was satisfying his oral needs when he realized what was coming. He didn’t want this. He was lifted up until he was on his knees with his chest lying flat on the bed. Chance just waited and then felt a greasy finger slide into his sensitive little hole. He whimpered and tried to say he didn’t want it but the man told him reach behind himself and spread em. Chance shyly reached back and pulled his butt cheeks apart and felt a hand hold one hip and felt 2 fingers slide past the puckered entrance to his anal cavity and start digging into him. “You have such a pretty bottom Baby” he heard the man say “I can’t wait to put my cock inside there”. Chance started to cry as this all overwhelmed him and he felt the fingers leave and then he felt something bigger between his cheeks. He wiggled his ass a bit in desperation as two hands gripped his hips and he felt a long thick cock sink deep into his ass. “ooooooooooohhh” came out of his mouth without him even thinking about it. He felt the man’s hips touch his ass cheeks and the man just stayed there and he heard a deep visceral moan come from the man behind him. The cock stayed all the way in, spreading his rosebud completely open and filling him up deeply. Chance felt full and he sucked his paci vigorously and then he felt it being pulled back out a few inches before it sinking back in. Strong hands on his hips pulled his ass back onto the throbbing member filling up his little hole. “You’re my little girl now Baby… my Baby girl” Chance imagined himself as a pretty girl getting fucked by a big strong man in his pussy but he didn’t have a pussy… Chance was being fucked in his butt, between his soft round cheeks. The man wasn’t on his knees behind him fucking him like a girl; the man was on his feet, legs bent, straddling his ass and driving a long hot cock into his most private place. Chance was taking it in his ass. “Ooooooh God…” came out of Chances mouth. He sucked his paci like there was no tomorrow and he started to push his bottom back on his Daddy as the cock filled him up. “Ohhhh Daddy” “Make me you’re little girl” he whimpered behind his paci. The long hot member filled his soft hungry hole and it satisfied him. His eyes were shut tight and his mouth sucked more and more as he opened his ass for his new Daddy and sucked that long thick cock down into him. He wanted it. He had found where he belonged. In a dirty diaper on his knees before his Daddy’s cock mouth dripping in desire and on his Daddies big bed with his ass raised in the air, his little rosebud begging to be filled.