Again the note vanished out of his hands in a flash. He couldn’t believe it, everything had been real. He was in love with the girl next door, a beautiful girl with amazing powers. A girl that had made all of his wildest fantasies come true…and was still doing so.
“What they will do to me?” he said aloud, remembering what the note had said. His lust for diapers got the better of him even more than his curiosity to find out what the girl had meant by the note. He stripped off his cloths knelt down on the floor and opened the box of Pampers. The amazing Pampers smell hit his nostrils like a freight train and he was filled with a powerful sense of happiness. He took out a fresh Pamper from the box, it was a real Pamper as far as he could tell, even though it was a large size, there was no way it should fit his teenage body. “If I could just make myself small enough to fit the diapers…” he thought with a laugh. But even though he knew he couldn’t wear it properly, at least he could still have fun with it, he leapt to his bed.
Opening the bottom half of the diaper, he quickly lay on his back, lifted his bottom and slid the diaper beneath him. As he brought the front of the diaper up between his legs and into place over his throbbing arousal, he felt a strange tingling sensation. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, as he did, his body seemed to be on auto pilot. He continued to diaper himself, closing first the right tape, then the left one, securing the diaper around his waist with near perfect fit, he was astonished.
When he jumped up off the bed he learned what the girl had meant in the note. Everything around him was bigger, his bed, his desk, the chair. He quickly realized that it wasn’t the room that was huge; it was himself that had become small. Comparing his height to the bed next to him, he guessed he was about the size of an eight year old.
He walked over to his mirror, the diaper crinkled loudly as he moved. Looking at his reflection in the mirror, he did not see a small eight year old boy, however a shrunken version of his teenaged self, sized just right to fit the Pamper he was wearing.
“Amazing!” he said while staring at himself in the mirror. Another flash of light appeared, this time in his right hand. As the light faded a new note appeared in his hand. He read it.
These diapers will match your mood, just think about how you want to enjoy them, and they will accommodate you.
Have fun!
Love,
The Girl
She was right; the diapers had made him small enough to fit them, exactly what he had thought about before putting one on. The note vanished. His arousal got the better of him and he quickly returned to his bed. As he had done so many times before with fake homemade diapers or just a mound of Kleenex stuffed into the front of his tighty whities he mounted his pillow and began humping in his diaper. “Oh Yes!” He moaned moments later as he came hard into the soft lining of the Pamper.
As his orgasm ended and his mind returned to his surroundings, he felt different. This time there was no shame, no intense urge to get the diaper off and hide any evidence of his actions. His only thought was of how lucky he was to have found such a wonderful girl, and of the box of diapers in his closet…and the possibilities they presented.
