Chapter 1

Chad swaggered down the hall of his high school like he owned it. In a sense as the school's quarterback, and water polo team captain he did. He was 6'3" with curly blond hair, broad shoulder, and a narrow waist. He was also an arrogant bastard who bragged about all the women he had, about who he wanted to have, and about all the wimps he'd put in their place.He opened his locker and his eyes focused on a black gift box wrapped in purple ribbon with a lavender scented envelope. Instantly he thought, "Karen Sinclair!" She always wore lavender perfume and purple accented outfits to show off her red hair. She was one of the few hotties he had yet to score with.Chad ripped open the envelope and read the flowered card inside,"Dear Chad,I've wanted you for so long. It's been my fantasy for you to wear what's in the box-and only what's in the box to meet me at the fieldhouse at 4pm today. I'll leave a note with further instructions. The key to the fieldhouse is in the box too. Until then loverboy,"signed simply, Your Secret Admirer."The key to the fieldhouse it had to be Sinclair, her father was the head coach. Chad grinned. Score another one for Mr. Superstar, he thought as he opened the box. He examined the contents, and snickered, "Wear only this? Kink-kee!"Inside the box was a large diaper and on top of it was a note and the key to the field house. Looking closer Chad saw the diaper was covered in images of dogs. The dogs were all wearing massive diapers that looked to be heavily used. They appeared to be hypnotized, as their eyes were multi-color spirals and many were drooling. Looking at the designs caused Chad to feel a strong sense of arousal. The idea of wearing the diaper for Karen was the only thing he could think about. Chad snapped out of it when he felt his pants tighten, remembering he was in a public place. Chad quickly removed the key and note before heading into the bathroom with the package. Sitting down in a stall, Chad unfolded the note, which read:Dear Chad,I assume you have quickly rushed into the bathroom with your package. I have a task you must complete for me today. As you can see, I have included a special diaper just for you. The diaper is meant to fit you and has a special locking mechanism. Once it is put on it will not come off for 24 hours. It is also designed to make sure everyone aside from you will not notice you wearing or using the diaper. My requirement for our meeting is that you put that diaper on right now and you must wear it all day long. In addition, you are not allowed to use the toilet to relieve yourself before you put it on. If you follow my instructions, then I will meet you at the field-house tonight at 4pm. However if you disobey these instructions, then I will not show up and will never attempt to contact you ever again. If you try and cheat, by trying to remove the diaper or use the restroom before Hope to see you tonight.Love, Your Secret AdmirerChad was rock hard now. He licked his lips and took a closer look at the diaper. There was a hole in the back, perhaps for a dog's tail? The multicolored spiral eyes seemed to draw him in. His tongue lolled out of his mouth. He needed to obey. He wanted to obey. He wanted to be one of the pack, one of the good diapered dogs on the diaper. He was lost in the spirals.*Ring!*The final passing bell rang. He was going to be late to class. He stood up. There was a puddle of drool between his shoes. The diaper was gone. His lucky red underwear hung on the back of the bathroom stall door. He looked down at his jeans. The looked normal. He unbuttoned his fly, he was wearing the diaper. He buttoned his fly. Looked like he was committed now. He chuckled, wadded up his undies and shoved them in his Letterman's jacket pocket. Then he headed to class.As he trotted down the hall, the vice principal saw him running. He shouted, "Heel boy!" Chad froze. The vice principal looked confused. He had meant to say stop, not heel. He walked over to Chad."Do you have a hall pass, Chad?" he asked."No, sir, I don't."Chad sounded sorry and terrified. He looked at the vice principal with puppy dog eyes."Why are you late to class?""Sorry, sir, I was in the john. Uh, I think I may have the stomach flu," he lied. His stomach rumbled noisily, perfect timing to back up his excuse.The vice principal took a pad out of his pocket. Chad was sure it was a detention slip."Here, we can't have you tardy to class. It's good all day, if need to go to the bathroom again. Stomach flu is no fun."Chad looked down at the slip of paper in his hand. It was an all day hall pass.The vice principal didn't know why he did that. Without thinking he tousled Chad's blond hair the way he petted his golden retriever, scratching Chad behind his ear. Chad seemed to react just like the vice principal's dog, raising his leg, and moving it rapidly back and forth."Go to class, boy!" ordered the vice principal, he swatted Chad's butt, and the quarterback dropped to all fours and scampered to class.The vice principal stared at Chad bounding down the hall on all fours. He was suddenly dizzy. He caught himself on the wall. He barely remembered his encounter with Chad. The faint musky odor of Chad's cologne seemed to linger. It reminded the vice principal of wet dog. He needed to rest. He headed for his office.When Chad reached his class, he got up on his hind feet to open the door."Chad, you're late," snapped Ms.Domino."Sorry, ma'am, I gotta pass." He handed her the pass. She looked it over, and handed it back like it was covered with plague germs. Chad just stood there staring at her with the pass in his hand. He notices the back of his hand looks really hairy.She looked flustered. He smelled like a wet dog. She needed to get him away from her. The pungent perfume was making her dizzy. She pointed in the general direction of Chad's desk, and commanded, "Sit, Chad."