Daily Free-Write May 27, 2021: An Easy Bet Pt. 9

Continuation of May 26, 2021 "An Easy Bet Pt. 8"

Pt. 1 Pt. 2 Pt. 3 Pt. 4 Pt.5 Pt. 6 Pt. 7 Pt. 8 

Note: This is the last of this series for now until I make it a full PDF. I think I'll add the elements of Dexter being gay and into bullies in the final PDF as that feels a lot more natural than putting it at the end. I wish I knew where this frat was, because I'd sign up to be house baby in a heartbeat! What about you? 

P.S. This is for yesterday's content, so I'll do another free-write tonight after I finish that hypno file! Throw your requests in the comments if there's something special you want to see, and I just might use it in today's free-write!

"Dexter!" said Eugene, hugging Dexter. "You're okay!"

"Ahh!"

"I can't believe you're here. Did you get out of pledging? What happened?"

"Don't scare me like that, man. No, I didn't get out of pledging. In fact... I'm pledging right now."

"What do you mean y-'' Dexter shifted his weight and a distinct crinkle could be heard coming from around his waist. Eugene immediately stopped talking. His eyes went wide. "Don't tell me you're-"

"A frat-baby." finished Dexter.

"Oh crap, oh crap," said Eugene, lowering his voice to a whisper.

"Oh crap is right, you gotta help me outta this," Dexter whispered back. "And I mean literally help me figure out how to get out of this thing without anyone knowing... I really have to pee!" Dexter was squirming now since he hadn't been able to go to the restroom before class.

"Me?! No way, I'm not going to help you and become the next target for bullies! If you get out of it, I might be next."

"Gee, thanks, butthead," said Dexter.

"Hey, no need to be mean, buddy. We can still be friends when we're not in public. I just can't be associated with you where those meatheads can see us. I hope you understand."

And with that, Eugene walked away and sat between two other students. Dexter whimpered and walked to an empty row in the very back, plopping down in his seat with a paff and another poof of baby powder scent. He spent the rest of his computer class alone, contemplating his fate. At least, he thought, he was almost finished with classes. One more two hour block and he would be free. And he hadn't even come close to rubbing or touching his diapers, which was a plus, even though he did occasionally spring a stiffy thinking about them for some strange reason. In fact, now that he thought about it, he was thinking about them a lot, now that he was sedentary and covered by the long counter which housed the computers. Throughout class, he'd catch himself idly playing with the front of his diaper, or squeezing his legs together to enjoy the thick feeling between his legs. Then he'd catch himself, and blush. What the heck was he doing? He didn't like diapers. He couldn't like diapers. Could he?

Dexter was totally zoned out when he suddenly noticed the room was emptying. He snapped out of it, pulled his hand out from between  his jeans and his padding, and left, crinkling the whole way. He didn't even remember the lecture at all.

"What the heck was that about?" asked Dexter to himself. He was waddling a bit more than usual and he realized that not only had he zoned out completely but his diaper felt thicker than usual. He stopped dead in his tracks. "Oh no. Oh no, no, no."

Dexter rushed to the bathroom and got into a stall to unbutton his pants and take a closer look. To his surprise and dismay, the front of his diaper was dark yellow. This was not good at all. How had he wet himself without even knowing it? At the very least, it looked like the diapers had solved his potty problem for him. He hoped this wouldn't continue when he switched back to undies.

Dexter thought about staying in the stall all night, but he knew that if he did that, the guys would probably come looking for him. No, the best bet was to get back to the frat-house as quickly as he could take off these stupid diapers and be on his way.

When he stepped outside of the building he looked around expecting another escort. To his surprise, there was none in sight.

"Huh... That's weird..."

He wasn't' going to look a gift-horse in the mouth, though. He was happy to go back to the frat-house on his own and finish this stupid challenge once and for all. On the walk there, he kept his head down, daydreaming about the events of the past twenty-four hours. He wasn't far from the house when he uttered an involuntary moan and realized he was sporting quite a stiffy.

"Unh..." Dexter's hand flew up to his mouth. Whether it was the memory of all the lewd sensations he'd experienced in the nursery, or the soft warm squishiness of the diaper which seemed to be a little soggier than when he last checked, he realized that he was close to blowing his load and he had to stop. He took a moment to catch his breath before going forward.

"Think of baseball, think of baseball," he repeated to himself. He hated sports, so that usually did the trick for him. Unfortunately, his erection just wasn't going down. He sighed. "I'm just gonna have to be careful. This shouldn't be hard. I've never been into diapers... Why would I start now?"

Of course he didn't consider just what effects his time watching swirly shows in the bouncer might have had on him. Walking like a bow-legged cowboy as he tried to avoid creating any more friction on his erection, Dexter was soon within sight of the house. He looked around one more time. The coast was clear. He was approaching the lawn, then rushed up the steps, heedless now of what was happening in his pants. He was so close he could taste it.

But then, the moment his hand touched the nob, he heard something. He stopped. It was his phone, and they had apparently changed his ringtone.

"What the heck? Is that the theme song to Blarney?" He let out a derisive laugh. "Is that the best you guys could do? I'll just change it back as soon as I finish- eyuuuughhhhhhhh!!!"

Dexter's knees buckled as he felt a sudden rush of intense buzzy pleasure and came in his pants. The theme song had brought back all the feelings he had had when he was in the bouncer, and that had been more than enough to push him over the edge.

As he fell slowly to his knees, his hand tugged on the knob and the door slowly swung open. There, waiting for him to appear, was Alpha, along with all the other members of the fraternity. Alpha held his phone up to record the diaper-boy's failure.

"Well, well, well, looks like you've just signed up for a week of full-time baby treatment."

"W-what the heck just happened?"

"I don't know, you tell me," said Alpha with a smug grin. "I guess somebody really likes his baby shows."

"But I don't... I don't... I don't even watch..."

Dexter was completely confused and Alpha had to take his hand and lead him inside. He was no longer talking to the house baby and instead addressed the other members of the house as he led the humiliated and blushing boy toward the living room.

"There you have it. A few hours of bouncer hypnosis and he's a total diaper-slut. He's clearly meant to be the house baby. And he's free for you to play with in whatever way you see fit, as long as he continues to cream his pampers on the daily. For those of you who are new, I'll give you a little demonstration of his services."

Alpha sat down on the big couch and pointed to the ground. "On your knees, diaper boy."

Dexter gave Alpha a pleading look. "Please, please give me another chance!"

Alpha just glared at him and pointed again for emphasis. Dexter didn't dare disobey, so he did as he was told.

"Good baby. You know how to listen. I'll tell you what. If you're good and do everything I say right now, I'll let you out of those diapers early."

"Y-yes sir!" said Dexter, immediately intent on following Alpha's every word to the letter.

"Take off your pants, and scoot forward so I can check your diaper."

Dexter went completely red as he unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down to his knees.

"All the way off. Your shirt and socks too."

Dexter took off everything but the diaper. He felt very exposed in just his wet diaper and almost wished he was naked instead. It might have been less embarrassing.

Alpha saw forward and lowered his hand.

"Come on. Pamp in my palm right now. I want to feel how wet you are."

It was obvious that Dexter was wet, but clearly Alpha wanted to make a show of checking him. Dexter whimpered with humiliation as he scootched closer, letting the front of his diaper come to rest on Alpha's palm. He moaned as Alpha began to squeeze the padding.

"Oh my, someone is very, very wet. Guess the baby needs a change, doesn't he?"

Dexter whimpered and nodded as Alpha continued to massage his diaper bulge.

"Well, then. Show me how much you want it. Put your face in my crotch, diaper boy."

"What?!"

Laughter could be heard from the people watching as Dexter's eyes bugged out. He looked at Alpha's crotch, a fat bulge in the front of his gym-shorts. He could even see the outline of Alpha's huge mushroom tip against the thin material.

"Wipe your mouth off, you're drooling," said Alpha, smirking.

Dexter immediately went red and put his hand up to his mouth, which caused more laughter.

"Dude! He's actually checking it!" said one of the other house brothers.

Dexter did his best to ignore the laughter. If this was what it took to get out of diapers quicker, he'd have to do it. He lowered his face slowly to within an inch of Alpha's crotch. Squeezing his eyes shut and holding his breath. Alpha put his hand on the back of Dexter's head and forced it into his bulge.

"Don't be shy, diaper boy. You clearly liked what you saw. Why don't you get to know your new friend a little better?"

Dexter could feel the hot tube of man-meat warming his face, and he was hard as a rock as it happened. He'd always secretly been into guys like Alpha, even as they bullied him. They often made fun of his dinky erection as he hung by his underwear from a towel hook in the gym or walked through the halls in a daze from being pantsed.

"That's it, diaper butt. Now take a deep whiff. Smell it. Do you like it?"

Dexter took a deep breath and his mind grew hazy with lust. He nodded, still red but totally lost in the moment. Alpha's musk was so strong. He didn't just like it, he loved it.

The laughter in the room had spread. Everyone found this very entertaining, and there were more than a few tented shorts in the audience.

"Okay, that's enough, diaper boy. You can sit back up now."

Dexter stopped grinding his face into Alpha's crotch and opened his eyes. He realized, to his chagrin, that Alpha wasn't even holding the back of his head anymore. He had been doing that all by himself for who knows how long.

"Guess we know what this one likes now," said Alpha with that cocky grin of his still on his face. "Okay, diaper boy. Let's take you to your nursery for a diaper change. You've earned it."

Dexter was shocked.  "B-b-but I thought you said you'd let me out of diapers early..."

"Nah, I said I'd let you out of those diapers early," replied Alpha. "Aren't you glad you don't have to wait 'till bedtime for your change? Or are you sad because you want to stay in your squishy diapers a little longer?"

"No, sir. Please change me now," said Dexter, defeated.

Alpha regarded him for a moment in silence, and then said, "You look good on your knees. I think you should stay that way for the rest of the week. No more walking on your own, only crawling or asking for uppies, got it?"

Dexter nodded with his eyes downcast. "Yes, sir." He was then led up to the nursery for his next diaper.

That was how Dexter ended up as the house baby, trapped in a never ending loop of resisting and ultimately failing to avoid creaming his pampers. And as the weeks turned into months, he eventually stopped even trying to win the challenge. He would hump his diapers as soon as he woke up, earning himself another full day in diapers. There was no longer any doubt that he was a full-fledged diaper addict once he spooged his diapers. Or for that matter, when he serviced the other frat-house guys. His dumb grin gave it away every time.

This was Dexter's new life. For the next four years he was Dexter the diaper-boy and house baby. Of course, everything would change once his time in college was finished, but that's a story for another day.