Naked in Public/Diaper: Brother

You are outside your big brother’s bedroom door. It’s currently closed. He’ll likely yell at you for bothering him but you feel like you have no choice. Plus, once he sees you are wearing only a pink diaper, he’ll probably do worse.

You open the door and when you do, you find your seventeen-year old brother pulling up his jeans and boxers up. He quickly closes a window on his computer-you think it was of a naked girl. If you weren’t in a pink diaper in the middle of a punishment, you’d totally tell your mom and dad on him. But you didn’t want to upset your brother right now. Maybe when you’ve gotten your clothes back? Maybe they’d make him wear a pink diaper in public too.

“What are you doing twerp! I told you need NOT come into my roo-wait you’re in a diaper? A pink diaper? What are you doing in a pink diaper?” Your brother asked as he started to laugh really hard. You fight the tears forming in your eyes as you explain the situation to him.

“Shit, you have to wear that diaper until you get your clothes back? By doing chores? Ha! I’d never wear a diaper. I would have stayed naked.” He told you.

“Well, I didn’t want to. But mom spanked me until I agreed to do it.” You told him.

“You got spanked by mom? Oh, man, I wish I had been there to see it. I would have recorded it too.” He said. “Wait, I should take some pictures of you.” He took out his phone and he snapped some photos. You just stood there knowing you can’t cover up or anything.

“Are you going to share those with people?” You ask with a quiver in your voice.

“Of course. But what does it matter? There’s no way the next clothing they’ll give you are your pants. People are going to see you in that pink diaper anyways.” He said. “They’ll probably take pictures too and share them.”

You realize he’s right. Chances are by the end of the week, everyone will have either seen you live in person in pink diapers or pictures. This was going to live with you for the rest of his life and maybe your afterlife too.

“I need a chore from you. I’ll do anything.” You tell him to quickly change the subject. Best to take care of those chores and hope that you aren’t wearing diapers for long.

“I’m supposed to mow the lawn today. So I guess you have to do that.” Your brother said smiling knowing this meant going outside to do this chore.

“Okay.” You said. You were going to have to be outside anyways to look for other people to help. Might as well mow the front lawn, please his brother, get the chore and hopefully he’ll get his shirt back.

You slowly head downstairs and go towards the back door. Are you really going to do this? Go outside in just pink diapers? You realize you will. Anything to end this nightmare and the only way to wake up from it was to experience it.

You open the door and go to the shed. You open it and there’ s the lawn mower. You grab it and take it to the fence door separating the back yard from the front yard. Once you go outside that fence, you will be in public. In only pink diapers.

You open the fence door and go through the barrier. You turn on the lawn machine and start running it, hoping nobody would see you. And for a while, it seemed like nobody would notice you. The street was devoid of any activity.

About halfway, though, some boys from across the street had gone outside to play basketball on the front of their garage. One of them quickly saw you and started laughing. The other joined in laughing at you once he saw what his friend was seeing.

You felt your cheeks blush but you refused to say anything. Just mow the lawn. The boys started going to every house on the street, and before you know it a crowd of every family had surrounded the house. They were all making fun of you, calling you names, and laughing. Even the adults were joining in! And people were taking videos with their cell phone.

This was too much and you started to tear up but you tried your best to focus on your chore. Luckily, even though everybody was giving you a hard time, nobody was stopping you from your task. And when a girl tried to step in front of the lawn mower, her dad dragged her out of the way and gave her three swats with his hand on her behind.

“He’s being punished! He has to do those chores! So unless you want to join him in only your panties, you won’t get in the way!” He told her. You blushed but at least now you know why nobody has called the police. Everyone was in on it. And you realized nobody was going to come in and put a stop to it. You also realized that just about everyone watching probably felt like you deserved it. In fact, some even voiced that you had it coming.

Once you were done, you looked over the front lawn. It looked like he had done a good job. “Did I do a good job?” You asked a nearby adult just to confirm. He nodded. “Yes. In fact, after your punishment is done, I’ll be willing to pay you to do my lawn.” The other adults agreed. Great, you could tell your brother the good news.

You take the lawn mower back to the backyard and close the fence door. You sigh as you realize you have some privacy again…but how quickly until you aren’t just back out there but actually FINDING people to do favors? You hoped you at least get a shirt.

You went upstairs to your bother. He was sitting on his bed. He looked at you. “I saw you mow the lawn outside. You did a good job. I checked it while you were returning the lawn.” He told you. "But I don't think I'll sign the form. Don't feel like it."

“What!? But I did what you wanted me to do. I didn’t cover up either.” You say.

“Yes, but there’s some small print on the bottom of the form. It says I don’t have to sign the form even if you do a good job.” Your brother said smiling. You grab the form from his desk and find out it’s true. Great! You realized even if you do chores, there’s no guarantee the person will sign it! It’s not fair!

“Please sign the form!” You beg him. “I did what you asked! Fair’s fair!”

“Fair? I don’t care if I’m fair. I don’t have to do anything and I don’t see why I should help you get out of your punishment.” He told you.

“Please! I’ll do anything! I’ll..clean the dishes for a month! Your laundry every week! I’ll clean your room for a year!” You say begging him.

“I don’t mind doing the dishes, I don’t trust you with laundry, and I don’t want you coming into my room a lot even to clean it.” He tells you.

“Well…I’ll do anything.” You say. “You name it.”

“Really? Anything? Are you sure? Okay. Fine. You can suck my cock.” He says looking down at his wiener to make it clear that cock meant wiener

“Eww! Gross!” You say.

“Or you could let me stick it up your ass. I hear that hurts though. But then you won’t have to taste it.” He says.

“How long would it be in there or would I have to suck it?” You ask.

“Trust me. You’ll know.” Your brother said. “Of course, you don’t have to do anything. You can just leave without me filling out the form.”

You realize you have three choices.

Choices: 1) Agree to Give Him a Blowjob 2) Agree to Let Him Fuck You 3) Leave without a Filled Out Form

Shirt	Pants	Underwear	Socks	Shoes	Other	Penis
Shirtless	Pantsless	Pink Diaper	None	Barefoot	None	Soft