Here's chapter 2 as promised! Thank you all for the kind words and feedback. This is part 2 of 3 so far written so let me know how you like it!

Chapter 2- Arrival

Looking down at the open package of diapers, Chris feels himself get needy again, his towel can’t hold back what’s happening underneath, with not much of even a thought, he grabs another out and lays it out. This time he gets centered correctly and pushes his hard cock down to not interfere with the taping. With less effort than last time he tapes up a decently looking diaper this time. Getting up he decides he’ll put his shirt on but again no pants, “It’s so much more freeing this way.” he gleefully thinks, walking out of his bedroom he looks at the large pile of dishes he’s made over the last few days. Finals really ruined his work around the apartment, walking over he begins washing the dishes and scrubbing away all while dancing in place, crinkling and rustling the fresh diaper. 

As he finishes his dishes he finds himself longing for that wet sensation, the feeling of the wet diaper was just so much better it seemed. Even with the fear of almost being caught he still really enjoyed it. With not much thought he opens his fridge and grabs out a carton of lemonade and pours a large glass, taking it back to the couch he spends time drinking and watching more TV before he relaxes in for a nap.

A few times he stirs from the comfort of the couch, but after his morning, the nap felt way too good to get up from. As Chris felt the sun set through his front windows, he peaks his eyes open and realized he had done more than take a small nap. Slowly sitting up, he feels his mouth drier than a desert, but his bladder with more pressure than he had ever felt. “Oh i was sleeping for a while, guess i needed it.” he rolls over off the couch and stands up, as he does he feels the crinkle again and this time had forgotten he was wearing the diaper, he widens his stance and pushes just a bit and feels the release once again. The flood gates open and he saturates the store bought diaper, after almost a minute of release he feels the diaper sag and droop, wetness almost pooling in spots before being absorbed. This wasn’t a sensation he was used to or he thinks he’ll ever get used to, but as he finishes he feels the pressure leave one area and grow in another. His butt was trying to betray him, “I mean, peeing is fun and all, but i don’t think that i want to quite do this right now, it’ll be stinky right?” the words bounce around his head as he debates for a moment before shaking it off. “I think i can hold it for a bit longer.” he thinks before waddling to the bedroom. Unlike earlier this is much heavier, the good tape job helps, but it’s still a lot to carry around.

Laying down on his bed he moves the diapers to the floor by his nightstand and as he gets comfy the feeling once again rises, this time a lot more crampy. “But i just got comfy…” he groans before sliding once again off the bed and into his bathroom. Looking down at the toilet he debates for a second before he sticks his fingers in his waistband. Slowly and carefully he slides the diaper down and does his business before getting back up. Once readjusted he waddles back out of the bathroom and lays down in bed, getting comfy he curls up and feels himself drift off to sleep.

As Chris sleeps through the night he tosses and turns, his wet diaper a constant reminder of what he’s done, his eager cock testing him by rubbing around in the soft, squishy padding. As the light enters his room once again chris stretches and rolls over for his phone, this time it’s already 11am. “OH WOW, i really slept good.” with that he once again begins his morning scroll, this time he goes through some of his more favorite things, different subreddits of women and other things, he scrolls and grinds his legs together against the soaked diaper. After a while of it though, his curiosity overcomes him and he types in the search bar Girls in diapers and to his surprise the amount of pictures and links that pop up is immense. Scrolling and grinding he sees plenty of things, including diapers much cuter than his. The words and captions move and he sees over and over a phrase. ABDL. “what the heck is that? This is a google question.” he quickly gets in and finds out it is an acronym, Adult Baby Diaper Lover. “Well i'm not a baby, but…” he stops and feels his diaper from the front, “i guess i do like them now.” 

Looking down under the blanket he sees the formally white diaper squished and matted in areas, the front rippled and pocked from his vigorous touching. “These are good in all, but those are so much cuter!” he frantically types into google “ABDL Diapers” and is met with an amazon suggestion. Clicking it he sees countless options, sizes, girl designs, boy designs. As he scrolls he also sees clothes and accessories, so much in one place. As he gets deeper into it he rolls onto his stomach, his arm getting numb from laying on it and when he does he feels the squish of the wet padding grab on and encase his still throbbing boy parts. A gasp is let out as he does. He continues scrolling and slowly he grinds his hips into his bed. Eventually Chris finds a set he likes Little for Big Little Dreamers and they’re available through prime. He shakily puts in the info and immediately buys them, after he hits done he stares at the cute design and keeps grinding. More and more the diaper gives him what he wants, the immense pleasure of the semi warm wet padding, he humps and pushes more and more. He exhales quickly and inhales faster as he grinds hard before he explodes into his soaked diaper. And as he lays there, content with what he had done. He feels a slight wave of guilt rise over him, “indulging this fantasy feels good, but is it wrong?” conflicted feelings fill his head and he wonders “is it weird, other people like it though, it’s not that uncommon right?”

Getting up he feels sweaty and icky from the night before and knows this diaper is finished, once again he takes it off, throws it in the trash and takes a quick shower to get rid of all the dirtiness he caused. Coming out into his bedroom he looks over the dirty diapers and knows he should probably wear normal clothes today, getting dressed he grabs his underwear and thinks “haha big boy undies today huh, no accidents.” and with that he gets ready and looks at his phone that says order received and shipped. “Well that was fast, but it’s early so that helps.” he disregards it for almost the rest of the day, eating, catching up on chores and playing some video games to pass the time, being done with all of his school work ment all he had to do was find a job in his field, and that’s not very hard in this day and age. This day felt a lot less eventful, just a relaxing day of nothing. And after all that, sleep was also feeling good.

As he drifts awake again, he stretches and looks over at his phone as most boys do early in the morning, he looks at the time and date, 11 AM, Saturday. Just seeing the word Saturday made him happier, even though he was done now with school. He also sees a notification, Out for Delivery. His heart skips a beat at the thought, his giddiness consumed him at the thought, knowing it’ll be there today “what a trip” he beams. Now with the idea in his head he spent his morning scrolling Reddit again, this time not his usual memes, but any ABDL subreddit he could find, periodically checking the tracking on the package, like a kid on Christmas eve. He saw so much, ideas, fantasies, they all began creeping into his head like subliminal messages. And as he sat on his couch, he finally got what he wanted, a notification popped up, delivered. 

Chris sprang up from the seat and borderline ran towards his door, heart pounding, hands shaking at the thought, opening his door he looks down and is met with an empty hallway, no people, no sound, no package? His eyes widen, frantically he looks up and down the hallway from his door. No one and nothing, panic begins to set in. He shuts the door and grabs his phone, looking at the notification. “It says it was delivered 5 minutes ago, where is it?!” he says out loud, hoping for an answer, however nothing changes. He sits down for a moment checking the address again. 

He had plenty of amazon packages delivered without issue, why of all times does it have to happen now? He keeps refreshing hoping that something would change until he hears a knock at his door. He drops his phone and walks up to the door, peering through the eyehole to see someone is there holding a decent sized brown box. He opens the door to see Candy, Holding on her curvy hips she has the package, and she shines a welcoming smile.

“Oh, I’m so sorry to bother you again Chris, but it looks like someone delivered your package to me, but I saw your name on it, so I thought I’d bring it down.” She slides the package off her hip and into the boys’ hands. “Uhm thank you, I was looking for it.” Chris stammers as he takes the package. This was twice she had been caught between him and his diapers, this time would have been even worse. “Well, there you go Hun, have a good one!” she smiles and turns back down the hall. And with that Chris shuts the door and takes the package to his room. Once again, his hands shake and heart pounds out of his chest as he looks at the package, as he turns to grab scissors to open the package, he turns back around to see that the tape was already cut, all the way down. The panic sets in again, this time worse thoughts, “Had she opened it by mistake? Who all could have seen it, what does she think?” he slowly opened the cardboard box and looks inside. Sitting there are the super babyish designs of the diapers he ordered, along with a small piece of paper sitting on top with writing on it. Grabbing it, written in fine elegant writing the note says,

“I’m sorry I opened your package Deary, im a shopaholic too so i just thought I had forgotten what i ordered. You ordered some very cute diapers though, but as luck has it, they were delivered to me by mistake. I'm sorry I opened them, but don’t be ashamed. If you want, we can get together and talk about this, here’s my number, 

(--****)” -Candy End of Chapter 2