The dumpster was located out in the parking lot passed several doors. I walked slowly toward the front gate trying to hide the dirty diaper under my shirt. I reached up and undid the bolt that secured the gate, and pushed it open. The parking lot was black pavement, and seeing as it was the middle of summer, walking across it was like walking over hot coals.

I ran over to the dumpster and tossed the bag in. As I turned back toward the building I caught a glimpse of someone walking up the driveway. It was Steph and her new friend. Suddenly I wasn’t so confident that my diaper was hidden.

“You took out the garbage?” Steph had every reason to be suspicious. I never did my chores, almost always resulting in a spanking.

“Yeah right! It’s from Rich’s house- I did him a favor.”

“So this is your brother?” Steph’s new friend looked to be about the same age as Steph, with long black hair and dark eyes. She looked as though she had a little bit of Asian heritage, but it was hard to tell. “He’s a cutie!” That made me turn fire-engine red- I had always been bad around cute girls.

“S-so what’s your name?” I stuttered.

“Marisa.”

“Nice to meet you, Marisa.” I couldn’t even make eye contact. What a loser.

“We were just about to go watch some TV, so...” Steph saw how uncomfortable I was and tried to herd Marisa toward the building.

I didn’t want them staring at my diapered butt as we went up the stairs, so I motioned them to go ahead of me. They did, and I followed them back through the gate and up the stairs. When we stepped into the apartment Grandma was in the kitchen preparing dinner. Her special beef stew- my favorite.

“Grammy- we’re home!”

“Who’s we?” Grandma called from the kitchen. She peeked around the corner and saw the two girls. “Oh, hi Marisa.”

“Grammy, can she stay for dinner?” Steph had this incredibly annoying voice she used whenever she wanted something from grandma. It always worked like a charm.

“Why of course she can. As long as her parents are ok with it.”

“They are.” Marisa responded.

“Oh, Steven I didn’t see you there.” I guess the two girls blocked me from her view. “What are you doing home so early?” It was odd for me to be home before dinner. Usually she had to send Steph out to find me.

All eyes turned to me, awaiting my response. I suddenly had the feeling that I was surrounded. I had three people around me who could potentially see that I was diapered, and now there was nowhere to run. It was time to get this diaper off, before any damage could be done. I completely ignored grandma and moved toward my bedroom with my eyes focused on the floor.

It must have looked odd- even I could tell I was acting strangely. I let out a sigh of relief when I shut my bedroom door behind me. I couldn’t believe that I had gotten myself into this situation. I wasn’t any less nervous, because my door did not have a lock on it. Anyone could walk in at anytime, and they often did, without knocking. It wasn’t exactly safe in my room.

I put my head to the door to see if I could hear what was going on in the front room. I could just make out the faint sounds of their conversation. I just wanted to make sure all three of them were still in the front room. The coast appeared to be clear.

I quickly dropped my pants to reveal my diaper. The thought of wasting it broke my heart in a way, but it had to be done. The designs on the front were just so cute! I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I knew it was the wise thing to do, but I just couldn’t. I bent over and pulled my shorts back up over the diaper.

I decided that going out into the front room wasn’t a good idea, so I sat down and started up a video game. I had to kill some time before dinner, and then I would take the diaper off. Well, that’s what I told myself I was going to do. I ended up playing with myself more then the video game.

“Steven, time for dinner!” My grandma called. Time had just flown by and all of a sudden it was time for dinner.

Now I had to take it off. It was far too dangerous to face them all while wearing a diaper. I was sure to get caught. But once again my brain and my heart disagreed. I kept pulling my pants up and down as I wrestled with the decision. It only seemed like a few seconds, but apparently it had been several minutes and my absence from the dinner table was growing conspicuous. Little did I know that Marisa had offered to see what the hold-up was.

There was a knock on the door, and it had me frozen like a deer in headlights. I was bent over with my pants around my knees and my diaper sticking up in the air. I should have said something to the effect of “I’m coming” but I just couldn’t get my voice to work.

The doorknob began to turn. It seemed to be moving in slow-motion. I dropped my pants and lunged at the door to try to stop it from opening. Of course I didn’t get far, a as I tripped over the pants that had just fallen around my ankles and hit the ground face-first. The door began to creek open, and behind it was Marisa.

“Oh my God!” She jumped at the sight of the diapered boy in front of her. A completely understandable reaction considering the circumstances.

“Close the door!” I shouted. She stepped inside and shut the door behind her. I would have preferred for her to have been on the other side of the door, but a win is a win.

“What the hell are you doing?” She was barely holding back laughter.

“Please don’t tell anyone. Please!” You would think I would be close to tears at this point, but I wasn’t. I guess the shock was pushing back my fear.

“Hmmmm…” She thought long and hard about the situation. “OK, your secrets safe with me.”

“Oh, thank god.” It felt as though the weight of the world had been lifted from my shoulders. I pulled myself back to my feet and lifted my pants back over the diaper. “You swear you won’t tell a soul?”

“Promise.” She just stood there, staring at my waist. Neither of us moved for what seemed like an eternity.

“OK, I have to change now.” I motioned her toward the door.

“Change into what?” An evil smile came across her face.

“I have to take this thing off.”

“No… I think you’re going to keep it on.”

I knew exactly what she was implying. She was going to make me wear this diaper out to the dinner table. I was being blackmailed. What choice did I have? She had my balls in a vise. I was defeated, and I started out the door with my head down.

“This is going to be fun!” She said as she smacked me on my padded ass.