A strangely confused and frustrated Jay and Mike were dropped off at the mall, shortly after they awoke. They really needed to shop for clothes that would fit.
Sean figured that's the best place for them right now, after all it was a hang out for young teens, and that's exactly what they were now, in a matter of speaking of
course.
Sean returned from dropping the boys off, and an hour after lunch he heard Dan's car pull up outside. As Dan slowly shuffeled in, Sean could see that Mr Brand
Name, had dicovered a new brand. Depends. His hip Tommy jeans now stained with a large wet spot covering his crotch, carressed more than Dans hot ass, they
held a very bulky disposable diaper. There was no hiding his new obviously padded crotch and back side. Hot studly stuck on himself Dan was near tears. As he
wiped a swath of his greasy blond hair out of his eyes, he said "The doc said I've lost total control over my bladder. (fart...) The muscles down there just stopped
working! Doc said he has no idea when or if I will ever regain control. I cant't be stuck in (fart...) diapers the rest of my life! What are the guys at the pool gonna
say when I show up to a swim meet wearing these? (fart...) Not only that, then he started into this huge lecture about taking care of myself hygenicly and how he
didn't think I had showered or bathed in over a week. I told him I had spent thirty minutes in the show this morning but he didn't believe me!! (fart...) Can you
believe this shit? I have no idea what's going on." then Sean said "Well you do smell pretty rank!" "I know" he said, "The doctor wore a face mask and rubber
gloves for the entire checkup!" "Man that really sucks" I said. I really did sort of feel sorry for him, but was not quite ready to change anything back yet. I really
wanted to see him suffer some more. I still wanted to see how other folks reacted to him. The only thing was that the house was really starting to smell, still the
gears in Seans head continued to turn, he was becoming really turned on buy the sinister plans which kept forming. Dan waddled off to his room and locked the
door to drown in self pity.