Published: May 24th 2023, 7:44:51 am
Author's Note: I came across a contest pretty much just as described below. I entered too! Hope I win! ;-) - Champ
Enter for a chance to win a 1 year supply of DiaperX Diapers!! Click here!
"Hmm," I said to myself as I clicked onto the site. "I've never heard of this brand before, but what the heck..."
I had just clicked onto this diaper site while looking for interesting articles about ABDL, and had no plan to buy any of these unfamiliar diapers, but I figured I could just apply for funsies. No one really won these things anyways, right?
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"Alright, alright," I said, clicking on the entry field. "As if I don't get enough junk mail anyway. At least now it'll be about something I like."
And so I entered in my information. Only after I clicked submit did I read the terms and conditions. It was mostly normal stuff - limit 100 diapers, employees of DiaperX not eligible, winner's name will be displayed on DiaperX social media. Yadda, yadda.
"Hey, bud! What ya doin?" asked my friend, suddenly barging into the living room. I slammed my laptop shut without thinking.
"N-nate! What are you doing here?"
"Just thought I'd drop in. Why, you busy wankin' it or something?"
"N-no," I said, but the hastily shut laptop and my red face said different.
"Aw, come on," Nate said, wrapping an arm around my neck and putting me in a headlock for a noogie. "There are no secrets between friends, right?"
"Gedoff," I said, pushing against his chunky arm. I was no match for Nate's husky dad bod when it came go getting out of noogies, and a tickle attack follow-up had me begging for release and ready to do anything he said.
"You want out of my headlock of doom, you gotta show me what you were lookin' at, buddy boy!"
"F-fine!" I said, squeezing my eyes shut. "J-just stop tickling me before I pee my pants!"
"Haha, how about I stop after?"
"N-naaaatee!" I whined as my knees buckled and I felt a warm rush come out between my legs. If it weren't for my diaper under my pants, I might be in trouble. Luckily I'm usually padded.
"Aww, little buddy couldn't hold it could he?" he chuckled.
I blushed as I pushed him away the moment he released his grip. He knew about my ABDL streak, and he knew just how to tease me about it too, but it wasn't to be mean. It was just to see me turn beet red in embarrassment.
"Sorry, I can't resist. It's cute how embarrassed you get."
"Well, it's embarrassing!" I said, instinctively covering my crotch even though I knew Nate couldn't see my wet diapers.
"If you say so," said Nate, shrugging. "But I don't really think it's as bit a deal as you think it is."
"Whatever, fine, here" I said, opening the laptop and showing him my screen while looking away.
"Oh? A contest? That's fun. Are you gonna put your name and picture all over social media with that? Gonna be the diaper spokesperson?"
"NO," I said, puffing my cheeks. "It's just... for fun. It's not like I'm gonna win or anything."
"And if you do? You did say you want to be more out about it in your little blog thingy."
"You read that?" I asked, now even more flustered.
"You're the one that showed me, buddy," he said.
"B-but I thought you forgot about it..."
"How could I forget? You post like every day. I just don't know why you gotta take all those pictures in your room when there's this whole wide world to explore and take fun pictures in. But hey, maybe this will be your chance, ey?"
"Hah. Not likely." I said, "Anyway, you are hereby banned from reading my fetish blog. It's weird having my best friend reading that. Now what did you come over for anyway? You want to play a game of Larrio Kart?"
"Changing the subject, eh? Nice tactic. Alright, I'll drop it, buddy boy. I'm gonna kick your butt at it, too! If you're ready that is. You sure you don't need a change after that tickle-fest?"
"Oh my gosh," I said, my face getting hot again. "Nate!"
*****
The end of the month came, and by some fluke, I actually won the contest.
"Whoa... I won!" I said. "Free diapers for a year! This'll help a lot. Diapers aren't cheap!"
I was stoked. I didn't even care that my name would be displayed on FaceSpace and InstantGram. After all, Rick Romano was a common name. There was no way that my work, my friends, or my family could possibly find out. And so, I accepted the prize, sending them my address, and waited for my diapers to come in the mail.
A few days later, I got the call.
"Rick! It's Nate! Great job, buddy! You won!"
"H-how did you know?" I asked, totally taken aback.
"Oh, I've been checking back every day since the 31st! I didn't want to miss your big moment in case you won!"
"Oh, geez," I said, facepalming. I guess the winner (me) had just been announced. "Well, I guess the cat's out of the bag, huh?"
"I'll say! Everyone knows now. But that's what you wanted, right?"
"What do you mean everyone?" I asked, confused.
"I reposted the announcement and shared the good news! DiaperX even liked and reposted your content. Looks like pretty soon you'll be their social media mascot once you get the diapers, huh?"
"Oh my gosh, Nate! Take that down right now!"
"Too late, bud, it's already being shared by DiaperX, and pretty sure it's in the terms and conditions that they can use your name and likeness since you accepted the prize."
"Oh my gosh," I said. "No, this can't happen. I've got to cancel it. Or shut down my social... or..."
"Dude. Calm down. Everything will be fine. You said yourself you wanted to do this. I don't know why you're getting so worked up."
"What I write in my fantasy fetish blog is a far cry from what I'm willing to do in real life."
"Damn, dude. I didn't know. Listen, I'm coming over. You sound like you need a friend right now."
"Nate, I'm freaking out, man. I really don't know what to do."
"Hold on man. I'll be right there." A few moments later, he was. Being that he lived right across the street, it wasn't hard for him to show up quickly.
After a good half hour of talking me down, Nate managed to calm me down enough to step back and breath. It wasn't the end of the world. Lots of people wore diapers - some because they needed them and some for other reasons. I would just go about life as normal and pretend nothing had changed. And really, nothing had changed... I liked to wear diapers. That was true both before and after I won a year's supply of free diapers. It would be fine, right?
*****
When I got my first delivery, it came with a ring of my doorbell. I answered, and a cheerful, hunky delivery guy that was practically bursting out of his uniform was standing there hefting several boxes. Behind him was a lady with a microphone and a camera man.
"Happy diaper delivery, Rick!" said the man with a big smile. "Please sign here with the big crayon!"
"C-crayon?" I asked, blushing. "Uh.. sure... nice touch..."
I waved nervously at the camera before signing on the line. They must have thought it was cute since Nate had shared with them my ABDL blog. And it certainly did do a number on my headspace as I accepted the diapers.
"Where can I put them?" said the man, barging in.
"U-uh... i-in my room, I guess," I said, a bit disconcerted as the camera crew and this man barged into my house without even asking. I quickly hurried to usher him out of the common area, where my roommate might come in on this unlikely scene.
Soon, the man was unloading the diapers onto my bed, and looking around as if expecting something.
"Where's your changing table?"
"Ch-changing table?" I asked.
"Of course! Every diaper boy needs a changing table! But not to worry, because we've brought one for you, complimentary from DiaperX!"
A pair of workers came in with a folding table and set it up in my room.
"Why don't we try it out?" he asked. I looked from him to the camera and back.
"Uh... m-maybe later. When I'm alone..."
"Nonsense! It's in the contract! Upsie daisy!" he said, hoisting my up with no effort at all and dropping me on the table. Before I knew it, I was pantsless on the table, and wouldn't you know it, my diaper was wet.
"Looks like you needed that change pretty badly bud. Luckily you're set for the year! Lucky you!"
And so, I was diapered in front of the camera, while a lady from DiaperX stuck a microphone in my face and asked me all sorts of questions. I was so distracted that I couldn't even argue about it, and before I knew it, I was all diapered up in my first DiaperX Diaper.
"Well, how does it feel?" She asked as I sat up. I wiggled around and looked at the camera.
"A-actually, it's pretty comfy!"
"Great! We just know they'll be your new favorites! And you'll have a camera crew with you every step of the way for the new DiaperX Reality show!"
"R-reality show?"
"It's in the contract!"
Shit.