Author's Note: This story is fiction.
Any resemblance to actual persons, places, or events is unintentional. If the
subject matter of this story offends you, don't read it.
Contains: Age Regression, Cross-Dressing, Diapers (Wet and Messy), FemDom,
Humiliation, and Magic
Be Careful What You Wish For
by DiaperedBoyInGirlsClothes
diaperedboyingirlsclothes@hotmail.com
Preface:
I'm sure I'm not that much different from any other guy, I often day dream about the way I wish things were and sometimes about how I wish things had been. Most of the time such flights of fancy are completely harmless, but what happens when one of the fanciful dreams we have, one of our secret wishes, comes true?
Chapter One: The Day Dream
I often sit back and think about the things I've done in my life, and fantasize about the way I wish some of the events in my life had turned out. I've been into wearing diapers and girls clothes for as long as I can remember, and often I did rather daring stunts almost trying to get caught wearing girls clothes and most of the time diapers or training pants as well. I often think back to one event in my life when I was 12, when I almost got caught in a most embarrassing way. I dodged a bullet that day, but I often dream now of what could have been had I been caught, and even gotten caught attired a little differently, how I had really wished I could have been dressed. Now, the original event was really cool, it's one of my favorite memories. I remember it like it was yesterday even though it was 15 years ago. It was the summer break before my 7th grade year, and I was out for one of my usual bike rides looking for an opportunity to run around in girls clothes and diapers. My mom was at work, and my sisters were all over at one of my sister Liz's friend's house. I rode up to the elementary school and there was a boy playing basketball by himself, and no one else was around. He was about 10 or so years old, and I didn't recognize him. So I rode up the back way and hid my bike and changed clothes. I ended up wearing a pair of my sister's panties with a wet baby diaper underneath them, and hid the rest of my clothes. I walked over and asked if he wanted to play. He asked why I was wearing a diaper and girls panties, and I told him I had to dress this way, my mom makes me. He said that sucked and then we played one on one for about 20 minutes. He lost badly to me, and then he ran home. I was so happy I hung out up there dressed like that for a little while longer, and luckily I saw that boy coming back with several girls. I recognized the girls, they all were from my class. I saw Amy, Tracy, Shannon, Dawn, and Keri, so I darted back to my clothes, and got dressed really quickly. I jumped on my bike and rode around the school, and as I was leaving they caught up to me. Amy, one of the prettiest girls in my class, said to me that her little brother told her that I was running around up here in a diaper and girls panties. I told her he was just mad because I beat him at basketball. She got mad at him for lying since obviously I was clothed and then she and the other girls left with her brother.
Now, in my day dreams, things are a little different. My ideal dream goes something like this:
Of course I have to be wearing a diaper, one that actually fit. And it'd have to be thick, probably I'd be wearing maybe four diapers at once to get the right thickness. Next, I'd have to be wearing one of my little sister's pink Barbie t-shirts, making sure it comes down to right at my diaper. Next I'd have to be wearing some of my little sister's frilly lace-cuffed socks, and a pair of her Barbie sneakers. And of course my diaper would have to be very obviously wet, and quite soaked. I'd got out and play with Amy's brother just like before, and when I got back for my clothes my bike and clothes are gone, and in their place I find a well stocked diaper bag. Soon there after Amy's brother brings them all to the school and they look around for me, and find me dressed just as he would have told them. They laugh at me and make fun of me, pointing out my obviously wet diaper and telling me what a bad little girl I was. They then try to embarrass me by taking me with them and making me carry my diaper bag, and they talk about keeping me dressed like this all the time. That's usually about as far ahead as I fantasize about in particular, but I do often wonder what my life would have been like had it all happened that way. And that's just what I was thinking about as I drifted off to sleep, making a little wish to myself that I'd love for that to come true, and to have grown up having everyone know I love dressing like that. Little did I know that there was a rather mischievous entity in the room with me, listening to my thoughts as I drifted off to sleep, and waiting for me to think those magical words, "I wish". And once I mentally spoke them to myself, the being acted upon it, granting my wish. And so my life began again from that moment...
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