Daily Free-Write May 26, 2021: An Easy Bet Pt. 8

Continuation of May 25, 2021 "An Easy Bet Pt. 7"

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

Dexter's classes went by painfully slowly. Every moment in chemistry lab was spent trying to move as little as possible, and every time he did move, he felt like a cat on tin foil. Wincing at the loud crinkle that came from his pants. His lab partner didn't seem to notice, though, as she was more focused on the task of the day. Unfortunately he was so distracted that he ended up adding the wrong reagent to the flask and they had to start all over again.

"You sure you're doing okay?" she asked.

"Yeah, it's just... I didn't sleep well last night."

It wasn't a lie, at least. He hoped that tonight would end in his dorm room like normal, but he had a nagging suspicion that that wasn't going to be the case.

After Chemistry, he walked out of the science building and right into another frat brother named Nelson.

"Hey, kid, keeping your pampers dry? I'm your escort."

"What? Of course I'm..." Dexter lowered his voice, blushing red as he realized what he had almost said out loud. "Of course I'm dry... I don't actually need these things. Speaking of which... I have to make a trip to the little boys' room, and I don't need an escort."

"Haha, it's funny that you call it that, but no. Not unless you're using the changing station."

"Oh, come on. You don't expect me to..."

"Use your diaper? That's what it's there for, piddle pants."

Dexter's eyes went wide as Nelson spoke these words at full volume. He looked around in a panic. "Hey, man! Not so loud... people will hear you..."

"Hear what?" asked Nelson. "That you're still in DIAPERS?" he asked loudly, so everyone in sight of them could hear.

Dexter tried to walk away quickly and pretend he didn't know Nelson, but he was grabbed by the collar before he made it more than three steps.

"Hold it, buster. I still need to check your diaper..."

"Come on, lemme go!"

"Now is that any way to speak to your babysitter? Don't make me tell your professor to put you in corner time..."

Despite his protests, Nelson managed to get Dexter's pants unbuttoned and get a good fistfull of diaper for a diaper check while holding his other arm around Dexter's neck. He was quite the wrestler and a pencil-necked geek like Dexter didn't stand a chance. Dexter moaned in both humiliation and pleasure as Nelson's hand cupped the front of his crinkly bulge. He had to bite his lip to stifle an even louder moan as Nelson continued to 'check' his diaper.

"Better watch out there, diaper boy," he said into Dexter's ear as he groped his dick through the padding. "You don't wanna have an accident and end up in diapers for the week, do you?"

Dexter shook his head even as he began to hump against Nelson's hand.

"Your head says no but your little baby dicklet says something very different... I bet if I just..."

"Ahem, is there a problem here?"

It was Ashley, Dexter's lab partner. Dexter was mortified.

"I was just checking this dweeb's diaper... to make sure he wasn't wet," said Nelson, with a cocky grin.

"Yeah, well I believe I heard him tell you to let him go. Why don't you beat it, bro?"

"No can do, lady. I'm his babysitter and I have to escort him to his next class..."

"Well, I'm his lab partner, and I think I can handle it. Capeesh?" She cocked an eyebrow and Nelson gave a short, uncertain laugh.

"Heh... yeah, yeah. That works too, I guess. Watch your butt, diaper boy. And try no to have too big an accident!"

"Hey dude, your panties are showing!" Ashley called out after him. "Ha! You checked! I guess we know who likes to wear panties now!"

Nelson walked off awkwardly, and it was obvious he was blushing because they could see the red even from behind.

"Some people never grow up," she said, rolling her eyes as she buttoned up Dexter's pants.

"I... guess that's sort of ironic since I'm the one in a... you know..." Dexter was blushing himself. Had she really just decided to dress him up again?

"So you need diapers, so what? That's no reason to pick on you..."

"I don't..." Dexter was about to correct her but then thought better of it. At least it would be less embarrassing than telling her the real reason he was stuck in diapers - that he couldn't go a day without spunking them. "Y-yeah... those jerks..."

"I guess I'd better walk you to class... since I said I would..."

"Y-yeah," said Dexter, still blushing at being seen and then dressed by someone he knew. He hated to admit it but if she hadn't shown up when she did, he would have already lost the bet.

"Well, come on, let's get you to class before you're late!"

Ashley grabbed Dexter's hand and led him to the computer science and engineering building. Dexter was at a loss for words. Was this really happening? He had just had his diaper exposed, then was dressed and taken by the hand to his next class by his lab partner. She did it so casually and confidently that he hadn't even thought to stop her. This, more than anything those frat guys had done, made him feel like an infant. Of course, the crinkling and rustling of the thick diaper between his legs definitely contributed to that feeling as well. But he had to admit he felt safer with her nearby.

"Okay. Here we are!" said Ashley, stopping in front of the big concrete computer building.

"Huh? Oh! Uh... Th-thanks, Ashley... guess I owe you one for that..."

"Yeah you do," she said, with a grin. "Babysitting services aren't cheap! You better pay up if you want protection on campus."

Dexter winced at the mention of 'babysitting' and 'protection'.

"Sorry," said Ashley. "Just trying to lighten the mood. Listen. Nobody who matters is gonna care what you're wearing under your pants. Just try not to bump into any other bullies, okay?"

"Yeah, I think I can do that," said Dexter, with a nervous chuckle, though he didn't quite believe it. "I might have to take you up on that offer, though. I need all the help I can get!"

When he walked into the computer lab, he nearly jumped out of his shoes as he heard his name and was hit by a fast moving shape.