The Anti-Masker

Chapter 3
A Cheetah

Chapter Description: Jim has a hard time accepting the fact he will be in diapers for bedtime. The nagging ghost and the nightmares sure don’t help either

Too many freaking people. It was embarrassing as hell walking down the pharmacy aisles looking for diapers. My legs were jelly, barely able to lift themselves, my eyes were twitching, I just couldn’t look at anyone directly. 

“Look at those, dearie, they will be perfect for you” the ghost floated near some cutesy diapers with winnie the pooh on them.

“Those are for babies, cunt” I whispered so no one would hear me talk to myself

“Watch your language, mister! It was just a suggestion

At least now you believe me you need diapers? 1% isn’t so small now, huh?”

“I don’t need them. It’s just a bad stomach flu with a fever. You’re just my brain frying, trying to expel this bacteria. I buy the diapers as a caution, just in case, and ONLY FOR THE NIGHTS!”

“*cough* *cough* caution *cough* right…” Only one of those coughs sounded real

Never thought I’d have choice paralysis because of adult diapers. There were so many options to choose from: size, absorbency and brand. I didn’t want someone to see me looking at them in detail. Everytime someone moved past the aisle or me, I shifted my eyes to my phone, like I’m trying to read a message. In hindsight, I think I appeared more suspicious because of that.

Eventually, I just picked three brands with low absorbency in my size, and tried to hurry out of there.

My heart sank, the lines were completely filled to the brim, someone will 100% see what I bought.

“Just don’t think about it, let it slide. You could be buying these for anyone, like a sick grandmother or something. You are a good grandson, buying things for his dying grandmother, that's it, yeah.”

“Don’t forget to buy some underpants too. Maybe your sick grandma need some men’s briefs” the damn ghost whispered beside me

“You can hear my thoughts!? You let me look like a fool talking to myself for the last 30 minutes” I thought loudly and angrily

“Oh darling, you don’t need me to look like a fool. You still only have loose boxers at your place. There’s a mistake you made today, that you just eager to repeat, I see”

The old hag was right, I stepped aside and went to the clothing aisle

“Damn, nothing but tighty-whities. *sigh* Fuck, whatever, I don’t care”

I picked a package of 5 and got back to the line.

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12:00 AM already, what a dreadful thought. I’ll need to go to sleep soon, and that means wearing what I bought earlier.

“Still an alpha male, just a bit sick, that’s all”

I opened a pack and did my best to tape it correctly. It was a huge mess, I couldn't make it fit.

“You need to stretch the wings across, then you tape the lower ones first, adjust it, and then tape the upper ones to secure it” Said the ghost, condescendingly. “Or would I rather I’ll diaper you?”

“No! shut up, I’m doing it by myself, it's fine” It wasn’t fine, but I did my best. It was somewhat secured in place, so I could finally get some sleep.

I dreamt I was in high school, not my oId high school, just a high school.  I was clearly taller and manlier than all the other kids, yet everyone saw me as a student. The bell rang and part of me just knew I had to go to the biology class. None of it made sense, I didn’t know any of the other students and the teacher was a short young woman, maybe in her mid twenties.

Everyone just kept saying weird technical gibberish, only words I got were something about DNA and viruses, maybe cells? My head just refused to focus on the actual topic

“Jim, is it?” the young women addressed me. Suddenly I noticed how attractive she was, her small fit body and a long blonde hair in a ponytail, she almost looked like something out of a porn about a hot teacher

I was mumbling something

“Jim? Are you ok? Can you answer the question I just asked? What is the brocherioum of the jumblon on each cell of a croptranium?” She really expected an answer to this??

“I huh… maybe…” I tried to think, but none of this made sense.

“Well clearly, you have other things to worry about than listening in my class. Care to tell us about it?” 

I froze, my body was stone, I tried to mumble something

“I..huh.. shouldn’t really be here, I’m huh…an adult”

“Well, then” She crossed her hands and stood uptight, “if that’s the case, then go”

I felt like an idiot. Should I leave? Shaking, I stood up, suddenly looking at myself, I saw I had no pants, no shirt, and…I wore only the fucking diaper I put on before sleep. 

“Please wake up. please wake up. I know it’s just a dream, just please wake up” but nothing happened. The entire class laughed their asses off, except the teacher, she was bright red, trying not to laugh or smile

“*cough* Well, an adult are you? I’m not so sure about this” She really tried hard not to smile, gently hiding her mouth with her hand so as to not offend me more.

“It’s..not what… it looks like… It’s for a condition” I mumbled as things got from terrible to terrifying as I felt the pressure building in my guts.

“C’mon. no…not now” I thought

A loud fart erupted. Hysterical laughter surrounded me. I lost control of my ass completely, and started filling my diaper. Even the teacher couldn’t help herself and burst out laughing. Shit was so massive I started feeling it engulf my entire ass cheeks

“Look, he messed himself like a baby”, “What a joke”, “Nice beard for a toddler” , “Do you need a changey??” the cheering and laughing became

stronger and more intense as I felt my soul leave my body and my tears rolling until I

woke up in panic, with wet sweat and utterly terrified - Jesus, it was such a powerful dream I could even still smell the…

Damn. I woke up with shit filled diaper.