My name is Jessica. I was just a normal girl that was a little clumsy at times, a former cheerleader and all around honor roll student. But no one knew my life actually has always been about diapers. When I was about 4, I wasn't getting potty training quite right and my parents decided that me wearing diapers 24/7 would be the easier choice. I wore incontince diapers every day, for 11 years until I was 15 and in high school. No one ever knew about this until this story.

Chapter 1

I was in 4th period lunch when it all started. I had ordered a cheeseburger, a milk, and some chips. My average lunch. I proceeded to eat, but the cheeseburger tasted like sawdust, making me drink all of my milk and eat all my chips to get the horrible taste out of my mouth. I then went to go to 5th period Chemistry, the most boring period of all yet it was my best class.

Halfway through the class, I really needed to pee! It was all that damn milk. I looked around to make sure no one was looking, even though no one would as I sat in the way corner of this class and started to squirm as I massively filled my diaper with pee. No one seemed to noticed, so I knew I was in the clear.

I got through all my other classes until it was the last period of the day, 10th period PE. I eventually got to the locker room without anyone noticing my bulged out butt from my diaper. I got my extra diaper from my bag and changed into it as well as my gym clothes in the stalls. Now my pants weren't all bulged out. Getting into the class, we had to run on the track. Yay. After a few seconds of running, I realized I needed to pee really bad again. My new diaper was filling up with all my sweat from running that I knew my diaper would leak if I tried to go in it. My friend Susan noticed a bulge in my pants and she asked “Why the hell do you have a bulge in your pants?” I looked at it, pretended to not know why and just shrugged at her. She was curious but I guess she was gonna put it off for now.

I eventually finished 8 laps around the track and was allowed to go back into the locker room. My diaper was too big for words under my pants that everyone noticed it. Now EVERYONE came over to me and asked why. I just kept saying “I don’t know, alright?!”, and started to walk to the changing rooms, waddling a little to control my pee. They kept following me. I started to run, but some jerk fell right in front of me, and trying to use me as leverage, grabbed onto my pants and pulled them down, exposing my diaper. The girls chasing me didn’t laugh at first, they just stared in disbelief. Then, after getting their senses back, started laughing so hard that everyone nearby looked at me. I started to cry and began to run to the changing room, but I tripped over the jerk who pulled my pants down, and fell onto the floor. And worst of all, the bladder I was trying to control just broke out, and I started to wet my diaper. All the girls following me broke into tears crying. Now I really ran, or waddled trying to get to the changing rooms. I didn’t have another diaper, so I just had to put my jeans on top of them. I waited in the stalls until everyone cleared out, and when I knew for sure that no one was going to follow me, I headed home via bus.

When I got home, my mom realized that my eyes were red. She asked me why, and I told her that my eyes were itchy, deciding to not tell her the story. But I knew that the people who do know what happened would have spread the story around the whole school in 5 seconds flat. School was hell now. People were calling me a baby, offering me baby food, and other things that were just unbearable.

5 months later, my story and teasing began to die down. I wasn't getting teased as much, and no one really cared that much about the story. I started to get relieved, until one day that I will dread for the rest of my life.

It was the afternoon, school had ended and I was doing my chores, in my diapers as usual. I had too much homework to do, so I decided to to cut off chores for a while and do my homework. I eventually got it done, but when I did it was time for me to go to bed. My dad checks to see if I do my chores in the morning, so I would just sneak some work in at night and be done with it. At 1 AM in the night, when I knew my parents were asleep, I went to do my chores. I was almost done sorting out the garage when I almost fell asleep on the ground. I decided to just lay down on my bed and rest my body for a few minutes. But unfortunately, I fell asleep the second I relaxed on my bed. I woke up the next morning, not remembering what happened. I had also wet my diaper. My parents realised that I hadn’t done all my chores. But they seemed to be calm about it, and they didn’t tell me that I didn’t do all my chores, they just acted as if it was a normal day and changed me. I still hadn’t remembered what happened last night, and I went to school.

Chapter 2

Getting to school, I sat down at my 1st period Math class, and just then I had realised that I hadn’t finished my chores. Then I knew something was up that they hadn’t confronted me about it. Another thing that I realised is that people not from this period were coming in. I wondered what happened, and then I remembered schedules changed today. Luckily for me, my 1st period hadn’t changed. I went through the day normally, getting teased a little about my diaper in the hallways, and got to my changed period of 5th period PE. We were playing dodgeball today, which I guessed would have been fun. When the teacher walked out to get papers, some people tripped me and pulled my pants down, exposing my diaper. Everyone threw dodgeballs at it, and I peed out my drink from breakfast. I almost started to cry. Someone came up to me with a bottle in hand, and he said “Drink this or we will get the basketballs out.” Desperate, I stood up and drank some of what was in the bottle. It tasted like tea. It tasted really good, actually. I didn’t think that drink would do anything to me, but boy, was I wrong.

6th period was a free period for all the students, so I decided to use the computers in the library. I walked in the library when everyone giggled at me after what happened last period. I looked at them in disgust. I go onto a computer to do my homework assigned from my earlier classes. Minutes after logging on, I need to go #2. I haven’t had this feeling during school since 3rd grade. There was a bathroom in the library, so in case it really became an emergency, I could use it. But a minor problem was that I hadn’t been potty trained during my toddler years, so it could be a struggle. But this feeling wasn’t like any other feeling. My stomach grumbled loudly. I let out a few wet farts. Everyone stared at me, and then I played it off like it wasn’t me. Some kid walked over to me. It was the person who gave me the bottle. He said, “Girl, are you alright?” I said I’m fine, and I also thanked him for the tea earlier. He mumbled, “Oh you will be thanking me in a few minutes”. I didn’t know what he meant. I fought hard to control my bowels. Once I knew I couldn’t last, I went to the bathroom, even though I didn’t know how to use it. But then, a few feet from the door, the same exact kid that tripped me the first time tripped me AGAIN, and while I was falling he grabbed my pants and pulled them down on purpose, exposing my diaper once again. Everyone looked at me. I was furious at that point, so furious that I towards him and scold him, as she was a grade under me. But after that point, I lost control over my bowels.

I started to fill my diaper with all my bowels. I also felt the urge to pee, and I didn’t even need to think about it as it just started to empty into my diarrhea filled diaper. I cried as I saw someone was filming the whole thing. I checked myself for any leaking. The kid who gave me the tea said “Wow, that worked PERFECTLY! That tea really works.” I was crying and furious. The other kid who pulled my pants down threw them across the room, making me march to it in my diaper. When bending down, I farted and pooped again. At this point my dignity as completely diminished. My stomach grumbled as hard as it ever will after I stood up. I realised I had to my pants on. I had no energy to stop them. Now they were leading me to the air vents. Today, relieve myself again, but this one wouldn’t be like any other. The 2 kids, who realised this, stood up and said to me “I guess we will help you since you still need to poop badly, we can tell after your stomach grumbling.” They proceeded to pick me up by my arms, not even letting me get with my luck, was the hottest day of the year, resulting in the coldest air-vents of the year which felt like they were -60 degrees. I pleaded for them to stop, but they wouldn’t listen. They got me to the air vents and bend me over, my diaper on top of the air vents, and started to push against my stomach. I pooped so much that my diaper got a dark brown color and bulged out. The air-vents made my poop so cold. My stomach was finally relieved, but my bottoms felt so bad, and I was getting diaper rash. But those 2 kids didn’t even end it there. They didn’t give me my pants back, instead they gave me this short skirt that when they put it on me, it provided little protection and my diaper was pretty much on full display. I moaned. But then I saw they were getting the tea. I pleaded no, but once again, they were for some reason just wanted to ruin my life. They threatened to take the skirt away if I didn’t drink it. But then I realized - I had another diaper waiting for me in my PE bag that I hadn’t used. So I decided to suck it up and drink the tea. My stomach already grumbled the second I drank it. But they made me drink way more than I did the first time. I finished the whole bottle of tea, and the bottle was pretty big. And so I waited for the inevitable.

I needed to mess myself as fast as possible to make sure my insides were cleaned out so I wouldn’t mess myself in the next diaper I thought to myself. I got many giggles and weird looks walking down the hall, as I was walking around in a messy diaper that was colored a dark brown and had practically no protection due to the shortness of the skirt. I got to the locker room, even though I wasn't supposed to be in there, and then hell began. The kids who filmed the whole thing already sent the video out to the whole school and it was already trending. People spanked my bottom which made the mush cake my bottom, which did not feel good at all. I got to the changing rooms with my gym bag that had my new diaper in it. At this point I was grunting hard to get the last shift of poop out to the overused diaper. I was still grunting when opening the bag, and I was almost getting it out when I found a note. It read “Dear Jessica, due to you not doing your chores, we have decided to take away your extra diaper as punishment today. Hope you don’t have diarrhea! -Mom and Dad.” I yelled WHAT!?!?!?, but as I did the laxative tea cleared out my bowels, making me mess myself once again in my overused diaper. I started to cry again. People flocked over to the stall I was in and heard all the noisy farts. They said in unison “Aww, did baby poop herself again?”. I yelled “SHUT UP!” at them and they all laughed. My diaper got even bigger, which I was surprised it could even get any bigger. For some reason, everyone fled from where I was. And then I realized that I was going to be late for class!

I picked up my things and waddled my way to my next period. I got there 8 minutes early. Not good. The teacher, when I walked in, stared at what I was wearing, saw the messy diaper, and shook his head like he was looking at something crazy. He made me do a punishment on the whiteboard in front of the whole class, giving full display to my diaper. Apparently I had some bladder that I didn't realize I was holding back, and knowing that all my dignity was gone, I just went like they weren't there. The pee make a sound that could be heard from across the whole room, and everyone giggled. I felt ashamed. Eventually I made it through the rest of the day, but not after everyone saw my dirty diaper. I proceeded to go to the buses. I sat by myself after everyone learned that I wore diapers, so I wasn't worried about seating. But I was worried about how was I going to control the smell? I decided just to make everyone else deal with it. But the worst part? The 2 jerks rode the same bus as I did. So things could get bad.

When I got onto the bus, I made no eye contact with anyone, but no one would have bothered, they were just staring at my filthy diaper. When I got to my seat, I didn’t even sit down, I just stood in the openings where your legs were supposed to go. Everyone was giggling and talking about the video and how I messed myself. A few minutes after leaving the school, I had to pee. I was squirming and trying not to wet myself, especially with such a mess in my diaper. I did make it through the bus ride, but when I got out of sight of the bus, I relieved myself. I knew I was leaking at this point. My mess became a mud slide. I just wanted to get home in a fresh new diaper. But that's not what happened next.

When I got home, my mom gasped at what she was looking at. She first said, “Jessica, where are your pants? Why are you wearing this skirt?”. I made up a story about how they got ripped and I couldn't use them anymore. She said next “What happened in your diaper?” and then proceeded to slap it once to see how much I messed in it. I sniffled a little. Again, I made up a story, and this time it was that I got diarrhea, which did happen, but I said it happened from bad food. She said sorry that she didn't pack another diaper. Then she said “A person from the cheerleading squad broke her ankle and she couldn't dance, so I signed you up for replacements. They start in 20 minutes, so you better be ready for it.” Jessica said “Ok, whatever, just get me out of this filthy diaper.” They go to Jessica’s bedroom, where she almost sits down but realizes the situation she is in. Her stomach growls again, with something demanding release. Jessica says “Hurry up mom, I think I have to poop again……*grunt*”, but her mom starts to look worried and frantically looks around for 5 minutes, until Jessica says “Mom, what's the issue?”. She sighs and turns to Jessica with a “I feel bad for you” face. Then, she finally says “Jessica……. There aren't anymore diapers for you to wear…. you have to go to the cheerleading session in this one.”

Chapter 3

I was dumbfounded. This could not be happening. I asked, “Well, can’t we just go to the pharmacy and buy some more?”. Her mom says that there are only 10 minutes till the session starts and it takes 8 minutes to get to the school. She says that if we don’t go now we might be late to the session even if we don’t get the diapers. At this point, my desire to live was lost just then. I have to undergo a cheerleading session, which takes a whole football game, and they can take a while. I also still needed to relieve myself for my bowels. I decided this is how my life ends and went to the car.

Being in a car with a person who wet themselves in a diaper is one thing. Being in a car with a person who has a diaper filled with diarrhea and pee is another thing. The smell was so bad that all the windows were open and mom had 2 air fresheners up. I was crying the whole drive there, just waiting for my fate to come. Like on the bus, I wasn’t even sitting down, I was just sitting up in a weird position so I didn't have to sit in my disgusting mess. We eventually got to the stadium. I still had the skirt that those 2 jerks gave me over my diaper which provided almost no protection. Every kid walking into the stadium knew about it, but the parents didn’t know and I'm pretty sure they were badmouthing my mom.

When we got to the cheerleader’s locker room, there was a women guarding the door. My mom confirmed that I was replacing the kid who broke their ankle, and she had to body search me to make sure I was safe, which was just plain embarrassing. My mom waved good luck before getting into the stadium, and she received some weird looks from people.

I walked in the locker room. Everyone was facing away from the door when someone said “Eww, what is that SMELL?!”, and then faced me and realized why I was here. They looked at my short skirt with my filthy diaper under it. Then they just kept talking like I wasn't there, which was fine by me. The coach walked in the room, and recognized me from 2 years ago when I used to do cheerleading. She said “Hey Jessica, what's up! Glad for you to be back.” And then she went towards me to hug me, but then saw what I was wearing and backed away. I felt ashamed.

Then Susan appeared from the locker rooms, and after just a glimpse of what she saw she said “............ Jessica……. What happened to you?”. I explained the whole story to her. She seemed to accept it. But then she looked at the formation chart for the cheerleaders and gasped. I asked what happened. She said “We are doing the pyramid for a trick today…….. and you're on top of the pyramid.” I cussed in rage. Then the coach said for everyone to get dressed in their uniforms. I didn't have a uniform after quitting cheerleading. So she had to use the uniform of the person she was filling in for. She hoped that the girl she was filling in for was pretty big, but when she got the uniform, the skirt was about an inch longer than the skirt she was wearing now. After putting it on, you could still see the tapes of where you hold the diaper in place. She sniffled. Her stomach also growled. She still needed to release her bowels somehow. But now wasn't the time for that. The coach yelled at everyone to get out on the field.

When I stepped out on the field, with my messy and overused diaper still taped around me, everyone's eyes stepped away from the pattern the band was doing, which was pretty good, and looked at me. I just looked down at the floor. My stomach growled again. Then we started to do all these routines the cheerleaders were required to do. 2 hours of hell. I peed during one routines and I know I leaked, I didn't even bother looking down on the ground to see wet spots.This game turned out to be one sided in our team's favor, so that was good I guess. But by then my bowels were churning and I knew I couldn't last one more routine. So I hoped that this next one that the coach instructed was an easy one that I could relieve myself while doing it. But then she called out “PYRAMID!”. That’s when I got scared.

As the team was setting up the whole pyramid, my hand was on my stomach, thinking about how can I go that high up and not mess myself? Everyone had their cameras lined up for this routine. So I decided when I’m facing towards the crowd I would mess myself so they wouldn't see my diaper expand. Then they called me up. I went foward, and got onto the top of the pyramid. My bowels were going to be released any second now. We spun about 4 times, and I was farting up there lots of times, but not loud enough over the cheerleaders. Then my opportunity came. As we bowed towards the crowd, I began to relieve myself. And I was still pooping going down the pyramid. My diaper turned even browner than before. But no one noticed, not even then people holding me up. We then went back into the locker rooms where I met up with my mom.

On the way home, I had to mess myself once again, and I had to ask mom if I could. She allowed me too, and I finally emptied all of my bowels out. I also peed, but I didn't tell her about that. We stopped by the pharmacy to buy some more diapers. And I felt so good being in a clean diaper again.

Sequel coming soon!