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Daily Free-Write June 20, 2023: Turned into a Diaper Dork Pt. 4
🕑 Added 2023-06-21 02:34:22 +0000 UTC"Corey?" Derek said to himself. That name sounded familiar, but it was hard to think with her walking so fast and Derek stumbling behind her in his soggy diaper. "W-wait! My gym shorts!"
"No time for that, buddy boy, you should have grabbed them when you had the chance!" said Corey, continuing on as Derek looked frantically around, paranoid that someone would see him in just his gym shirt and a diaper. Luckily for him, class was still in session, and the halls were empty, though with the noise he was making, it wouldn't be surprising if a few heads poked out to look.
Derek felt very strange walking through the halls without anything on but his diaper. It was almost freeing in a way, and the diaper, at least, was comfortable. Still, he absolutely did not want to be seen, and he was terrified of the prospect. The door to the nurse's office was soon in sight and he was so relieved it was his turn to leave Corey in the dust, or at least try to.
"Hold up there, buddy boy," said Corey, holding on to his hand fast. Derek couldn't budge her an inch, no matter how hard he tried. "Coach told me to take you all the way there, and I'm not losing sight of ya that easy!"
"B-b-but I'm nakey!" he said, instantly covering his mouth with his embarrassing choice of words.
"You're not nakey," giggled Corey. "You've got your diaper on! Anyway, you're so clumsy you shouldn't be running anywhere. I'd be in big trouble if you hurt yourself."
"What do you mean you'd be in trouble?" said Derek, still tugging as they made their way toward the door at what felt like a crawl. "It would be my fault."
"Cause I'm in charge, kiddo. I gotta look out for you, and you are littler than me, after all." Derek scoffed. How could he be litter when he just graduated? Only in this world, he was a year younger. But wasn't he still a senior? What if he wasn't?
Questions began to swirl in his mind as Corey opened the door and pulled him into the office, to the surprise of the nurse, who clearly did not expect another visit from the diaper dork so soon.
"Oh dear, what happened? Did he hurt himself running again?"
"Almost!" said Corey, with a chuckle. "Isn't there anything you can do about that? Anyway, he soaked his diaper. Coach told me to bring him here."
"I can see that," said Nurse Paddington, pinching the frame of her glasses and pulling them closer to her eyes to look at the embarrassed Derek doing his darndest to cover his obvious diaper. "And where are your pants, young man?"
"They... fell off in gym class," said Derek.
"Really? It's a wonder you're still in that class," muttered the nurse.
"Oh yeah!" said Corey. "Coach said he needs a note to go to the alternative class."
"Oh, did he now?" said the nurse, raising her eyebrows in surprise. "I see coach crusher has got a little sense in him for once... Well, that'll be no problem, then. I'll take it from here, Corey, you've done an exemplary job." Corey beamed and walked out the door, but that's not what he was focused on at the moment.
"Alternative class?" asked Derek, still desperately trying to hide his shameful underpants.
"Never you mind, sweetheart," said the nurse, taking Derek's hand and yanking it away from his diaper as she pulled him into the exam room. "No point in hiding that thing, anyway. Not where you're going. Now let's get you changed, soggerbutt."
"But I don't need diapers!" said Derek, raising his voice in frustration as he was brought into the exam room. He began sniffling and crying as he was listed up and plopped on the table. The nurse paused.
"Do you want me to call your mother, Derek? I'm sure she wouldn't be happy to get another phone call from me. You know what she said would happen if I did that."
"N-no! Please don't!" said Derek.
"Then no more fussing," said the Nurse, unceremoniously lifting up his feet and causing him to fwomp down on the changing table. With his legs up in the air, there was nothing he could do to stop her from poking two fingers in the leg hole of his diaper to confirm that he was indeed soaked.
"Alright, kiddo. It's time for a change. Your mom needs to bring some more absorbent diapers, I can see you're wetting more heavily every year."
Derek whimpered as his diaper was once again opened and he was wiped down.
"I-I can do it myself..."
"I know what you need," said the nurse, reaching under the table and pulling out a bag that had Derek's name on it. She began rifling through it, and Derek realized immediately it was a diaper bag. "Here we go! Your mom was right to leave this with us."
Derek's eyes bugged out as she pulled out an oversized orange and blue pacifier with a clip attached. She clipped it to his gym shirt, and stuck it in his mouth, and he immediately spit it out.
"Hey! What'th the big idea! This is a pacifier! That'th for babieth!" He was so angry, that his lisp was even worse. His display of anger, however, did not have the desired effect. The nurse put her hands on her hips.
"Oh, that's it! I'm calling your mother! You were going to go to the alternative class just for gym period, but now, I think you're just going to stay there."
"N-no!" said Derek. "Don't call her! Look! I'm putting it in! I'm putting it in!" He began sucking on the pacifier desperately hoping she wouldn't call, but Nurse paddington was not to be dissuaded. She immediately dialed his mom to tell her what a naughty boy he was being, and he could hear his mom's outraged voice on the other end. The death knell was the nurse's words at the conclusion of the conversation.
"Well, Ms. Derkovich. Since he's behaving like a baby, I think it's time to send him back to the baby class."
Derek's eyes went wide and his heart started racing when he heard that.
"Back," to the baby class? He asked. He'd never been there in the first place, as far as he knew...
"Shh! The grownups are talking! If you keep interrupting, you're going straight to time out when you get there."
Derek couldn't believe what he was hearing. He sat there, shellshocked on his open diaper as the nurse finished the conversation with his mom. After, she taped him back up and helped him down from the table.
"W-wait! Aren't you going to change me?"
"Oh, no, honey. They can change you when you get there. They know how to deal with a soggy baby in the baby class."
Derek was practically in tears as he was led by the hand once again, but this time by the nurse to his inevitable fate. He was so nervous he was almost shaking. He didn't want to go to the baby class! It would be so embarrassing and who might see him there?
As they neared the room, he saw that the whole wall facing the hall was clear plexiglass, and he tugged away, trying to avoid going.
"Hurry along, now, little one."
"N-no! Everyone will see me in there!"
"Well, you should have thought of that before you started acting up! Now no more nonsense, or you'll be in for a spanking right in front of that window!"
That shut Derek up, and he sniffled as he was led inside, his knees shaking. He was really regretting all the mean things he'd done to Dexter, and he swore to himself he'd never be a bully again if he ever got his old life back. But no amount of sorries was going to help him, because this was really happening, and there seemed to be no way he could stop it.
