It has been said that there is no greater earthly power to reckon with than that of an angry woman who is out for revenge. I never thought it possible, but I found that statement to be true the hard way one Fall night. Being a fairly muscular man, standing 5'10" with a large body builder frame, left me with a false sense of security about myself.

After all, with my size and strength, who would have thought that a frail soft spoken woman like Elizabeth could actually pose any physical or mental threat to me. But she could and did, and now I am not sure that my life will ever be the same. Elizabeth was the type of person who would never harm anyone or anything, or so I thought. She stood a mere 5'2", Hazel eyes, beautiful shoulder length brown hair, and a body that most women would die for. We both lived in a small rural town in Southern Texas. It was the kind of place where everybody knew everyone including most of their personal business. Elizabeth was single and had a great position in management with the local Hospital. She lived and owned a fairly large home on the West end of town. I had recently divorced and having no other living relatives or family to speak of found myself pretty much all alone. I worked in construction which was very seasonable, and lived in a small apartment on the opposite end of town. Elizabeth and I had known each other for many years, and even attended the same High School together. We were good friends who would always verbally tease and play practical jokes on each other whenever our paths would cross. Which lately seemed to happened every Saturday night. We both, along with many of our friends frequented the same local Night Club. Saturday nights at the Club was our time for drinks, dancing, and just to unwind from the long stressful work week. The Night Club always seemed to have an abundance of women every night. I guess that was to be expected since the women out-numbered the men three to one in our small town. So the few men who did come to the Club were usually in a festive mood and kept busy dancing all night. Then one warm Saturday night in July, events took place at the Club that would not only effect Elizabeth's life, but would most definitely change mine forever.

It was around 9:00 pm, and I was sitting at the end of the bar next to the front door. The Music was playing, people were dancing, and everyone appeared to be having a good time. At that moment Elizabeth entered the Club with Veronica and Juanita, two of her girlfriends from work. I could not begin to tell you or even remember what her friends were wearing for reason that will soon be made apparent. However, Elizabeth was wearing a mid thigh loose fitting black skirt, with a white sheer sleeveless blouse and looking extremely sexy. She looked over at me, gave a big smile and waved Hello, to which I quickly returned her gesture. The three women then proceeded to walk over to the first table in the room which was fairly small, round, and not more than ten feet from where I was sitting. Elizabeth had grabbed the first of the small wooden chairs closest to me, which left her back facing my direction. As the three women pulled out their chairs and prepared to sit down, my eyes grew wide as I noticed that Elizabeth's short black skirt somehow snagged on the back of her chair and began to raise up as she was sitting down. Although the lighting was dim in the Club, I was able to get a full view of the back of Elizabeth's white panties, or what I thought were panties. And the most peculiar thing was that Elizabeth nor her two girlfriends had any clue of the hiked up position of the skirt.

My eyes were fixed upon Elizabeth's fully exposed bottom as I started wrestling with my thoughts. I suppose the right thing to do would have been to quietly inform Elizabeth about her situation, and to save her from any possible public embarrassment. But given that our relationship was based on practical jokes made me realize that I could not let this situation pass without taking full advantage of it. With that in mind, it wasn't long before I came up with what I thought was the greatest practical joke ever, or so I thought.

I inconspicuously motioned for my friend Jane, who was also the Bartender that night, to come and talk with me when she had a free moment. Within a few minutes Jane came up to me from behind the bar and said, "Hi Sam, what can I do for you tonight?" "I need to ask a small favor of you Jane. Do you by any chance happen to have two safety pins with you?" Jane looked a little puzzled on why I would want them, but told me that she would check her purse and be right back. In just a few moments Jane returned with two pins and placed them in my hand. "Here you go Sam, being a new Mother I just happen to have a few of my baby's things in my purse. Do you mind that they are diaper pins?" asked Jane. "These are perfect Jane! I am sure that they will do just fine." Jane was also good friends with Elizabeth, and if she had any idea of why I wanted the safety pins, I knew she would have never agreed to give them to me. As Jane started to leave She smiled curiously at me as I placed the two pins in my shirt pocket. The first phase of my practical joke was now complete, I now only had to wait for the right moment to make my next move. After thirty minutes or so and three beers later, my chance came when I noticed Elizabeth's two friends leave their table and walked towards the women's bathroom. I knew then I had to move quickly. So I took another drink, cleared my throat and walked up to Elizabeth. "Hi Ya Sweet Pea! How are you tonight?" I asked nervously. "Oh, Hi Sam, I'm doing just fine. And You?" "Very Good Thanks. Things just couldn't be better." I replied. I could tell Elizabeth was feeling a little Tipsy from the few drinks that she already had. "Can I buy you another drink?" I offered. Elizabeth smiled and said, "Thank You Sam, that would be nice." I then reached into my pants pocket and pulled out money for Her drink and at the same time purposely dropped some change onto the floor. Dropping the change happened to be part of my plan. "Whoops!" I said, "Clumsy Me!" I then knelt down and acted as though I was picking up the loose change off the floor. While I was kneeling, I managed to position myself behind Elizabeth's chair. I then quickly pulled the two diaper pins from my shirt pocket and began to carefully pin her hiked up skirt to her white blouse. Now when she stood up Her skirt would stay hiked up and cause her panties to be in plain view to everyone. I knew now that Elizabeth had to be feeling pretty high from Her few drinks because she never had a clue to what I was doing behind her chair. She just seemed to be preoccupied with the music and nursing her present drink. But just the same, I was extremely careful so she would not find out what I was doing to her. Just as I was pinning the second diaper pin into place, I gazed upon Elizabeth's white panties. They seemed somewhat unusual and thicker than regular panties. At closer inspection I noticed that they were kind of bulky and plastic like. I then nearly choked when I came to the realization that she wasn't wearing panties at all, but rather a White Disposable Diaper. I could feel my face turning red with embarrassment as I quickly stood up. "Did you find all your change?" She asked looking up at me with a big smile. "Ahhhh Yes" I stammered, still feeling flush about my discovery. I hadn't planned on Elizabeth wearing a Diaper. I was going to have to re-think this practical joke of mine. After all, It's one thing being seen in your underwear by everyone, but A Diaper! I then excused myself and told Elizabeth that I was going to the bar and would be right back with Her drink. She smiled and nodded her head in acknowledgement, then continued nursing Her now half empty drink. While I was standing at the bar my mind kept racing. I just couldn't figure out why Elizabeth was wearing a diaper. Was it because she had a bladder problem? Maybe she lost a bet with Her two friends. Whatever the reason, I knew I could not back down now. After all, I had already pinned her skirt to her blouse with the diaper pins and knew the odds of getting caught while trying to remove them were against me. I was just going to have to finish what I started and come up with some new ideas for this practical joke of mine. Then it hit me, "Diaper Pins in her skirt and blouse! She's wearing a Diaper! I've got it!" I thought to myself. But if there was ever a time I should have obeyed that little inner voice within me, this was that time. Something told me that maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. But my judgement was clouded from the drinks I had consumed and my ego wasn't going to allow me to pass up on a perfectly good practical joke. I then called my friend Jane over again and this time asked her for a piece of paper, some tape, and a Black Marking Pen. Jane gave me the strangest look, rolled her eyes and said, "What are you up to Sam?" I smiled and assured her that I really was in need of these items. Jane then started searching behind the bar and in the back room for the things I requested. I knew that I would have to hurry if I was going to carry out the next part of my new plan. Especially before Veronica and Juanita returned from the bathroom. What seemed like an eternity was actually only a few minutes when Jane returned with the items. "Thank You so much Jane. I owe you big!" I told her. "Oh, One more thing Jane. Do you by any chance happen to have a Baby Bottle in your purse?" I quietly asked. "As a matter of fact, I do Sam. Why? Do you need to borrow it also?" she asked with a funny smirk on her face. "I sure do Jane. Would you please fill it up with beer and have the waitress bring it over to Elizabeth's table?" Jane looked at me strangely and wasn't sure what to make of my odd request. "Sure Sam, I don't know what it is your up to, but I'll do it." I thanked her, paid her for the drink and went back to my seat at the end of the bar. Quickly I took the large piece of paper Jane had given me and wrote the follow on it with the Black Marking Pen. "MY NAME IS BABY ELIZABETH AND I WEAR DIAPERS". I then applied the tape to the paper so that I could paste it gently onto Elizabeth's back. I know this seemed like a childish thing to do as an adult, but I had gone this far and there was no turning back now. I then walked over to Elizabeth's table and cunningly laid my hand on Her back causing the large sign to stick to her blouse. At the same time that my hand was pressing the sign on her back, I bent down and whispered into her ear. "The Waitress will bring your drink in a few minutes." Then realizing there was a slow romantic song playing, I added, "Would like to dance with me?" She smiled at me, put Her hand in mine and rose to her feet. As I lead her towards the dance floor, I could hear faint laughter from people behind us in the Club. I could only imagine that everyone we passed on our long walk to the dance floor was getting an eyeful of Elizabeth's diapered bottom and the sign on her back. Once on the Dance Floor I took her in my arms, being very careful not to cover the sign and proceeded to dance slowly with her. As we danced I could hear more laughter, this time coming from people on the dance floor. I knew everyone was now viewing Elizabeth's Diapers. But then something totally unexpected happened. While holding Elizabeth in my arms she looked up and gazed into my eyes, and the next thing I knew we were Kissing each other. Her kiss was so warm, soft, and passionate that I actually felt light on my feet, as though I was floating on a cloud. Feelings began to stir in me that I never knew I could have for my friend. For the next few moments we had both become completely and totally oblivious to everyone around us in the Night Club. Then suddenly the song ended as did our kiss. And once again we were both made aware of our surroundings by applause and laughter coming from the people on the dance floor. At that moment, I had a sick feeling in my stomach and felt so ashamed of the practical joke I had just played on my friend. Elizabeth thought the applause was for our kiss during the dance, but I knew better. I quickly grabbed her hand and led her off the dance floor and towards her table. The laughter seemed to be getting louder and closer as I am sure the word was spreading about Elizabeth's embarrassing situation. But poor Elizabeth still had no idea that everyone was laughing at her exposed diaper. I thought that if I could just get her back to her chair and seated again I could then figure a way to remove the pins and sign. But no such luck, for as we reached Her table Elizabeth's two friends were sitting there. And in the middle of the table was the baby bottle filled with beer. Elizabeth picked up the baby bottle and with a curious look on her face asked me what this was all about. Before I could say anything Veronica yelled out, ":Elizabeth! Your Skirt!" Her friend then quickly jumped up and tried to pull the skirt down, but in vain. I could see the panic in Elizabeth's eyes as she dropped the baby bottle and put her hands behind her back trying desperately to cover her bottom. Now looking at me with tears in her eyes she cried, "How Could You Sam?" As She then made a dash for the front door of the Club followed closely by her two friends. I could hear laughter coming from all over the room. But as I looked around, I saw that there were not as many laughing as there were Women giving me looks of anger and disgust. Even Jane gave me a disapproving look from behind the bar that sent chills down my spine. "What have I done?" I thought to myself. This was just suppose to be a practical joke. I never wanted to hurt Her. I felt so bad for Elizabeth and knew I had to talk with her and beg her forgiveness. Just then I heard Jane yell out to me, "Sam, How could you do that to Elizabeth? That was just plain mean! I sure wouldn't want to be in your shoes if Elizabeth decides to get even." Jane's words made me feel even worse, and I knew I had to go find Elizabeth right away to apologize. I quickly left the Night Club and began desperately searching for Her. Once outside, I heard crying coming from the parking lot next to the Club. Following the sound I came upon Elizabeth leaning against her Van and sobbing into her hands. She was being comforted and guarded closely by Veronica and Juanita. I slowly walked up to them, clearing my throat and with a shaky voice said, "Elizabeth?" Just then Elizabeth stopped crying, looked up at me and began wiping her tears away with a handkerchief. Then Juanita spoke up, "Why don't you just leave Sam! Can't you see you've done enough harm?" "NO! Wait!" said Elizabeth, "I want to say a few things first." Then in a pleading voice I said, "Elizabeth, I am so sorry, Please forgive me!" The three women just glared at me as if my words meant nothing. Then Elizabeth spoke up, "Forgive You Sam? Oh, I am sure in time I will forgive you. But for now, I am very hurt, humiliated, and very, very angry with you. If you must know, I have a bladder problem. I depend on diapers for protection, especially when I am having a few drinks. And before tonight, the only people who knew about my problem was Veronica, Juanita, and my Doctor. Now, thanks to you Sam, the whole Damn Town will know about it." I interrupted, "I know Elizabeth, and I am so sorry. It was just suppose to be a practical joke is all." "Practical Joke?" yelled Elizabeth. "Don't you think that was a pretty mean Practical Joke Sam? Would you like it if I played that kind of Joke on you?" I lowered my head in shame and sheepishly said "No, I guess I wouldn't. Isn't there some way I can make this up to you?" Then in a calm voice Elizabeth replied, "You have just humiliated me in front of all of my friends Sam. How could you possibly make that up to me? I just don't know if you can. Now if you will excuse me I want to go home and forget all about tonight." Elizabeth and her two friends then got into the Van and quickly drove off with me still standing there in the parking lot. I felt bad for what I had done and did not feel comfortable returning to the Club that night. I guess I was just too afraid of being scolded by Jane and others in the Club. I then entered my own car and left for home knowing that I would not be returning to the Club until Elizabeth had forgiven me.

The next three months went by slowly for me. It was now mid October and my Construction work had slowed down considerably, which left me with a lot of free time on my hands. I had not been in contact with Elizabeth, nor had I even gone back to the Night Club since that night in July. I guess I was just to ashamed to face her and others at the Club. I knew that I had developed deep feelings for Elizabeth since our kiss on the dance floor that night. But then again, I also knew that my stupid practical joke may have cost me the love and friendship of Elizabeth forever. Every time I closed my eyes I could still see the hurt look on her face and her tear-filled eyes Then there were times that fear gripped me for a brief moment as I could still hear Jane's haunting words in my mind. That night in the Club when she had said that she wouldn't want to be in my shoes if Elizabeth ever decides to get even. It's true that Elizabeth always seemed to get the upper hand when we played practical jokes on each other. Like the time I had released the air out of just one of her Van tires while she was at work. And she responded the following day by letting the air out of all four of my car tires while I was working. Or the time I made arrangements with the local florist and had a bouquet of Weeds sent to her office. She quickly retaliated by dumping the contents of a bag of steer manure in front of my Apartment door in the middle of the night. I will have to admit, Elizabeth was a worthy opponent when it came to practical jokes. But I reassured myself that she would not try to get even this time. First, because three months had passed and I felt that she wanted nothing more to do with me. Second, I felt as though she would just want to drop the subject because of the severity of what I had done. And Third, I figured what could she possibly do for revenge, make me wear a diaper? I had to chuckle with that thought because I knew that there was no way that would ever happen, nor would I ever allow it to happen. I would have done almost anything to patch things up with Elizabeth, but definitely not that. My male ego would never allow me to stoop to that level.

Friday finally arrived and I had reserved myself to just stay home and watch some television. It was around 8:00 pm and I had just got comfortable on my couch, ready to watch a movie when my telephone rang. Although my telephone was in the Kitchen which was only a matter of a few feet in my small apartment, I was still reluctant to leave my comfortable couch. Finally, on the third ring I answered it and almost fell over when I heard the voice on the other end. "Hi Sam, It's me Elizabeth. Did I call you at a bad time?" I was almost speechless but managed to reply "Ah, Err No, I mean, this isn't a bad time to call." Elizabeth started laughing at my response and said, "Look Sam, It's been a long time since we last spoke. I want you to know that I stopped being mad at you a long time ago. And to be perfectly honest, I have actually missed you. I wanted to invite you over to my house tonight for a few drinks. Can you make it?" At that moment I felt a great weight lift from my chest and was so happy to hear Elizabeth's voice once again. "Sure Elizabeth, I can make it. What time should I be there?" "Can you be here at 9:00?" was her reply. "Yes!" I answered quickly. "Good, I'll see you then Sam. Bye-Bye." As I hung up the phone I could feel my face muscles tighten as I was smiling from ear to ear. I was so happy that Elizabeth and I were friends once again. Besides, I thought there was a chance that I might be able to continue that Kiss we started three months ago at the Club. Over the next hour I was acting just like a young teenage boy who was getting ready for his very first date. I even developed a bad case of Butterflies in my stomach, which only seemed to get worse on the drive over to Elizabeth's house. Our town was so small that it only took me ten minutes to drive from my apartment to Elizabeth's place. As I got out of my car, my legs felt weak as I walked up to her front door and rang the door bell. Suddenly the door opened and there was Elizabeth dressed in a black leather jump-suit and looking extremely sexy. In all the years I've known Elizabeth I had never seen her dressed in leather. She gave me a big smile and held out her arms to hug me. I quickly and without any reservations put my arms around her and held her tight and very close to me. I kissed her on the cheek and whispered in her ear, "Oh Elizabeth, I've missed you so much, and I am so sorry for what I did to you at the Club." She quickly broke free of our embrace and said, "Let's just forget all about that episode in our lives and move on. Besides, you are three minutes late you bad little boy." Then in a playful way she slapped my butt and continued by saying. "Now come in and make yourself comfortable while I make us our drinks." The slap on my butt caught me totally off guard. Elizabeth had never done that to me in all the years we've known each other. I just couldn't put my finger on it, but Elizabeth seemed different to me somehow. Then again maybe I was just imagining things. The next thing I knew Elizabeth had taken me by the hand and led me into her Living Room. Her home was Beautiful and custom made, with four bedrooms and even a remodeled and furnished basement. I had been to her home many times over the years and always felt somewhat envious. I had always wished I could own a home like hers and she knew it. As I sat down on her couch Elizabeth walked over to the bar in her living room to make us each a drink. I spoke up and said, "I'll have a cold beer if you have one." "Sorry Sam" she said "No beer tonight. I'm making us special drinks in celebration of our reunion." Within a few minutes, Elizabeth returned to the couch with the largest drinks I had ever seen. "So what is this drink called?" I asked curiously. Elizabeth just smiled and said, "I call it Elizabeth's Surprise! Now drink up!" Without giving it any more thought, I began sipping down my drink. "Not bad" I said. "Glad you like it Sam, There is plenty more where that came from." She said with an evil grin on her face. Over the next 20 minutes or so we talked over old times, but not once did either of us bring up what had happened last July at the Club. The whole time we talked I couldn't keep my eyes off Elizabeth. She looked so sexy in that black leather jump suit of hers. My drink was almost gone and I began to feel a little light headed when I said to her, "This drink is pretty strong! What's in here anyway?" She just smiled and replied, "It's my own secret recipe. Besides, I'll tell you soon enough. Here, let me make you another." With that, she took my large glass and began making me another drink at the bar. As she was mixing my drink I seemed to hear that little inner voice in me again, telling me that something wasn't just right. But once again I shrugged the feeling off and assumed it was because of the large amount of alcohol I had just consumed. My thoughts were interrupted when Elizabeth returned with my second drink. "Here Sam, Drink Up!" she snapped. I quickly took my drink from her and did as I was told. Within ten minutes or so my drink was half empty and I was really starting to feel strange. Almost like I was drunk but with a full awareness of everything around me. I even noticed at that point that Elizabeth's first and only drink had barely been touched. It was at that moment Elizabeth spoke up and said, "Sam, I've had some remolding done to my home since the last time you were here. I know you are in construction and I would like to get your opinion on the changes I've made. Would you mind taking a tour of my home with me?" Struggling to get to my feet, my head spinning, I agreed to look at her new renovations made to her home. With Elizabeth by my side holding onto my arm and helping me to walk straight, I managed to walked down the hallway just off her living room towards the bedrooms. At the end of the hallway and just across from her Master Bedroom, she led me into one of the smaller bedroom. Once inside, she turned on a florescent overhead light which revealed that this one time bedroom now had the appearance of an exam room. It was just like the kind you would find at a Doctors office. It even had an exam table complete with stirrups in the middle of the room. By now, I was feeling really weak and to drunk to even notice anything else in the room. Elizabeth then commented on how awful I looked and walked me over to the exam table and sat me down on it. Just as I sat down I felt something on my right wrist and then heard a "Click-Click". When I looked down, I realized that Elizabeth had just hand cuffed me to a bar on the side of the exam table. I looked at her for an explanation as she was backing away from me and stood by the doorway of the room. "Elizabeth! What's going on here?" I said slurring my words. Elizabeth glared at me and said, "Sam, Just shut up and listen to me! I've got a lot I want to say to you before you pass out. I want you to listen and comprehend everything I am about to tell you. Do you understand me?" Shock came over me along with a big dose of fear. I knew Elizabeth was about to get even with me in some way for the practical joke I played on her last July. All I could do was nod my head and try to focus on what she was about to say.

"First of all Sammy Boy, You know I always seem to out-do you when it comes to practical jokes. What you did to me at the Club last July was the last practical joke you will ever play. You caused me great humiliation in front of everyone that night, but not as bad as I am going to Humiliate you. When I am through with you, all you will want out of life is your diapers changed and to be fed." A look of horror must have came over my face as she spoke those words because she burst into laughter and then continued with her threats. "That's right Sammy, You heard me correctly. Diapers! I have a large supply of Adult Size Diapers and Plastic Pants for you to wear. I am even in the process of sewing you some Adult Size Baby Clothes. You are going to be taught a lesson you will never forget for what you did to me. For starters, you will be giving up your apartment and living here with me from now on as Baby Sammy. I will have all of your possessions from your apartment donated to charity. And since you will no longer have any need for them, I am also going to donate all of your clothes to charity. And the funniest thing about all of this Baby Sammy, is that there is nothing you can do to stop it. I have been planning for this day now for the last three months. And as you can see I've turned this room into an exam room. I have even made another bedroom into a nursery for you. And just wait until you see what wonderful changes I've made to my basement." Elizabeth's words were cutting through me like a knife through butter, but there was nothing I could do at the moment being hand cuffed to the table and feeling so light headed. I began feeling weaker and weaker, almost like I was going to pass out. Then Elizabeth confirmed what I had already figured out for myself. "Are we feeling a little sleepy Baby Sammy? That's because Auntie Elizabeth put a powerful drug in your drinks. Soon you will fall fast asleep and then I can start preparing you for your new lifestyle. I'm sorry Sweetie that I had to resort to drugs to over-power you, but it's apparent that you are much stronger than me and I needed some way to get the upper hand on you. So just relax Sammy and when you wake up tomorrow morning you will have been transformed into my little baby and will no doubt have wet diapers on. Now before you pass out on me, there is one more surprise I want to share with you." Elizabeth turned around and opened the door to the exam room. As my eyes were beginning to close I saw Veronica and Juanita walk into the room. "You remember My friends don't you Baby Sammy? They are going to help me take care of you. They both have special skills at the Hospital that will help me transform you into the biggest diaper wetting baby this town has ever seen." As my eyes closed completely I realized that I was now so weak that I began to slump over. Suddenly I felt hands grabbing me from all over and laying me down on the exam table. I felt my right wrist being released from the handcuff, but there was little I could do about it for I had become so weak that I could not even raise my arms. As I lay there with my eyes closed and in a semi conscious state, I was actually paralyzed and as helpless as a baby when the three women began removing all of my clothing. One of the three women actually began ripping my shirt off me while another was removing my shoes and socks. Then suddenly I felt chills run down my spine as someone was unfastening my pants and pulling them off of my body followed by my underwear. I knew at that moment that I was completely naked as I felt my legs being pulled apart and lifted as they were placed in the stirrups attached to the exam table. I then felt straps being fastened around each of my ankles. At the same time my hands were brought above my head and each of my wrist were likewise fasten with straps to each corner of the exam table. The last thing I can vaguely remember just before I lost all consciousness was someone rubbing some type of cream all over my body and hearing the words Hair Removal.