it was 9 in the morning when Ben Tennyson opened his eyes while wincing slightly from the bright light coming in though one of the rust bucket's windows.
The 10 year part time hero whined softly, reaching blindly for a pillow to cover his face, annoyed to have been woken up from a dream where he was declared most awesome hero in the universe, while Gwen had been declared biggest baby.
The irony of the dream wasn't lost on Ben, as his gurgling tummy made him sit up. the Blankets fell back and showed that while Ben was sleeping in a PJ top, he was also sporting a bulky diaper around his hips.
Some unknown side effect of the watch had it while Ben could turn into different aliens, it had wreaked havoc with his bladder control.
with a small degree of control during the day he could manage on pull ups, but at night he wore thick bulky diapers, made even thinker as he'd started to mess the bed as well.
His tummy gurgled and let it know it's demands to be fed, so Ben slid out of bed and waddled over to the table, where there was a note.
'Ben, Me and Gwen went out on a nature hike. it started bright and early and know that's not your thing. should be back around 9:30ish.
Change your own diapers and DON"T FORGET TO TOSS IT OUT!! Love max and Gwen.'
Ben chuckled, he kinda deserved that last one after mayybe putting a super poopie diaper in three plastic bags and putting it in a pillow cover..and putting said pillow in place of Gwen's pillow.
Still the look on Gwen's face as she went face first into her pillow to relax and got a face of dirty diaper had been worth the spanking and 40 minute time out!
But this morning he decided he could be a good boy, in theory at least, and so he could changed and tossed the soaked diaper into the diaper pail.
one quick shower and dry off later and he slid on a pair of Paw patrol pull-ups, then his trade mark pants and shirt.
Spotting some money on table, Ben assumed it was for him to go and grab something to eat at the little dinner that was part of the information center for the park.
Given the choice between Grandpa's leftovers or runny eggs, Ben chose the less then stellar dinner and headed out, making sure to lock the rust bucket, but forgetting his keys inside.
Gwen was in a rotten mood as they headed back towards the center.
what was suppose to be a mild and relaxing hike,m with fun facts being told about the area had been instead more of a forced march and no facts.
Tired, achy and grumpy and now she got to come back and deal with Ben.
'I swear, if he didn't toss his fucking huggies out again..' Gwen thought, still made about what had happened the other night.
gramps headed into the center to talk with the rangers supervisor as Gwen looked and spotted Ben in the dinner though a window.
His stupid smug happy face, with his chin glistening with bacon grease while her belly was full of stale and heavy protein bars.
Was it really any wonder that in a fit of pent up anger, Gwen might of unleashed a little bit of magical hell on Ben?
swamping his fairly strong bowel control with his weak bladder control, expanding just how fast his body processed food, and heightening his ability to feel shame so it could be parleying.
with it done, she retreated into the rust bucket, making sure to lock the door behind her and sat by the window as she pretended to read a book.
'And if Benny things this is all, he doesn't know what he's walking into.' Gwen thought with a smirk,.
wiping his chin and letting out a loud burp, Ben leaned back in his booth and patted his belly.
"ah..that was good." he mumbled to himself, eyes closed.
"uh, aren't you gonna say excuse me?" Came a disgusted female voice.
Ben opened a eye, ready to tell off whoever was scolding him but as he looked on, it was a cute Asian girl, about his age and her black hair was in pig-tails.
Her arms were crossed and she was giving Ben a look that all but said 'I'm waiting!'
"I uh.. Hi my Ben is name." Ben said, giving her his best charming look and holding out a hand.
as he clued into what he had said she giggled a little.
"well then Name, aren't you going to say excuse me..for the belch." she said when he looked clueless.
"J-Just Ben.. and Uh.. excuse me." Ben said and blushed, scooting over and offering her a seat.
Or at least that was his intention. what actually happened as he went to scoot over was his guts churned and he let out a massive fart, and the padding in the booth didn't do much to muffle it.
"...really?" The girl asked, holding her nose and waving a hand.
"I uh.. excuse me?" Ben said, rubbing the back of his head and then leaning forward and grabbing his tummy as he started farting again
"G-gah!" he cried out, then even as the girl went to ask if he was alright, he was sprinting up. "Gotta potty!"
Squirming past the girl Ben took off in a dead run, farting every step of the way as he raced towards the Men's room.
he tried the handle and it wouldn't open, then he noticed the 'out of order' sign on the door.
By this point the farts were totally wet and there was no chance in hell they weren't skid-marked, though Ben had bigger worries as he scrambled for the exit, willing himself to hold onto his back door bomb.
the cramps got worse and people were staring and pointing, some of the other kids laughing and it slowed Ben down from a dead run to a brisk walk, sweating and waving as his face was beet red and his farted were coming out non stop.
'I'm not going to shit myself. I'm not going to shit myself. I'm not going to shit myself.' Ben mentally chanted in his head, wobbling as he made his way towards the rust bucket.
'I'm not going to shit myself. I'm going to shit myself. anddd I'm shitting myself..' Ben thought, so close but he couldn't even make it to the door before he finally lost the battle.
gracefully going down onto his knees, Ben hunched over and braced his hands on the pavement, then cried out as hell was unleashed in his pants.
The pull up put up a good fight but was baseball sized lumps started to come out of the boy, it was only a matter of time before the pull up gave up the fight and ripped, ruining not only the pull up but now his pants as Ben made a massive steaming load.
as he finished disgracing himself, Ben looked up to see the girl from inside making a disgusted face as her parents hurried her to the car.
Right about then was when Gwen came out of the rust bucket. as much fun as that had been to watch, she had much much worse plans for little Benny.
"Ugh, really Ben? this is why i told you to wear your diaper, not a pull up.. come on stinky." She said, shaking her head. she was of course hamming it up for the crowd but was pleased when she noted how little fight was in Ben as she brought him inside.
"heh, at least your pants are dry."
She smirked as Ben looked down, confirming that while he HAD crapped himself, his front was dry.
"Oh come on!" Ben huffed.
"Look Ben.. were suppose to be here for a few more days..and I don't think that's going away any time soon." Gwen said as Ben huffed and whined. "Normally i wouldn't do this, but there IS a spell i can do, to give you a redo at this. I should warn you though, you have to er.. take on handicaps with it."
"Just tell me it'll help me keep from crapping my pants." Ben said.
"well yeah. also .the spell will only give you three shots.. soo Don't blown it."
"Pffft Like I would." Ben said and Gwen smirked, and blasted him.
Run 1- Padded
Ben blinked, one second he had been talking to Gwen but now he was back in the dinner, and in clean pants.
he had the last bite of his egg and bacon sandwich and looked around, spotting the Asian girl and smiling at her.
instead of a smile back, she made a face and it was then he recalled he'd had food in his mouth at that point.
Swallowing quickly he squirmed in his seat.
It was as he squirmed he heard a noise he knew VERY well! The crinkle of his bulky overnight diapers!
Squeezing his thighs together Ben quickly confirmed that he WAS wearing one of the DIAPERS in the dinner and hoped no on had noticed!
he tried to draw on any memory from coming in and had a faint flash of him waddling over to the booth and the girl having smirked and called over to him to..oh god! Pull up his pants, his diaper was showing!
He nibbled on the last piece of his breakfast in silence and blushing as the Girl got up and came over.
"Hi I'm Julie. what's your name?" she asked, a pleasant smile on her face.
"I Uh..I'm.." Ben stammered, butterflies in his tummy but he smiled back. "I'm Ben! that's right. Ben! B e n! Ben!"
they both froze at what he had said, and the toddler tone he had used to say it.
'way to go dork, if she didn't think you were special before she does now!' Ben groaned, rubbing the back of his head and giving a sheepish smile.
"Huh.neat. anyways...So my parents have been scolding me for teasing you. They said not to assume your just one of those little diaper boys and uh.. guessing their right. do you know where your mommy or daddy is?" Julie asked.
Ben went to tell her thanks, but he could manage on his own when a sharp cramp like before hit him.
'But..but I was just farting at this point!' Ben thought before a thunder poot escaped into his diaper.
the thick diaper did help muffle the sound though and Ben whimpered.
"Please move hafa boom!" he said childishly, and started to try and get past Julie, ending up shoving her out of his way as he tried to run to the rust bucket.
He made it as far as out the front door though as his guts churned and then he fell to his knees clutching his tummy.
"Gonna go poopie!" he whined, tears welling up and then he was pushing out his back door bomb.
the diaper held onto the load better then the pull ups, and just expanded and pushed, making Ben's pants expand and the seams start to rip as the massive formerly white diaper tried to strain though.
The pants lost the war and Ben's bloated and stained diaper was on display for all to see as he started to wail.
Run 2- In the navy
Ben blinked as he was back in the dinner again, but this time he wasn't alone.
Sitting next to him and keeping him pinned in was Gwen, who looked just as surprised as Ben to be there.
At least until she got a look at what he was wearing and started to snicker.
Ben went to ask what her problem was, but Gwen pointed to the window so he could see his reflection.
Ben was in a white little sailor suit, with the short shorts and of COURSE was once again diapered.
Only the white shorts didn't even try to hide his diapered state.
"awww, aren't you just a lil cutie." Gwen teased and then pinched his cheek.
"Owww! gweennn cut it out! let's just go back to the rust bucket OK?" Ben huffed, slapping her hand away and then making his demand, arms crossed and looking like a grumpy big toddler.
"ah ah ah..Use your manners Lil Benny." Gwen scolded lightly, waging a finger back and forth.
"BITE ME!" Ben huffed and glared definitely at her.
For al of 3 seconds before seeing the look on her face.
"I love you and we're family!" he squeaked out fast and put his hands together begging for mercy.
"Anyone here mind if I spank a diaper boy brat? His diaper will be staying on, this is just a little reminding him of his place." Gwen called out.
"nah, go for it."
"let me get the boys out of her first.."
Ben whimpered, but had a glimmer of hope.
"Sure, he's been a brat all morning."
"Don't bother me."
After all, if enough people said no, they could just go to the rust bucket and-
"Can I help?"
Wait, why the hell was everyone agreeing with her!? and had Julie just asked to help!?
"sure, though how much help I'll need depends on widdle Benny here. Are you gonna be a good big toddler and take your spanking like a man and brace yourself on the table. or do me and.." Gwen paused and turned to the girl.
"Julie."
"ah nice to meet you. I'm Gwen.. anyways Ben, does Julie have to hold you over the table while i paddle your padded rump?"
Neither choice was all that appealing to Ben truth be told, but as he went to answer the question anther pressing matter appeared.
he hadn't even felt the need before he just found himself standing up up the seat, bending his knees and grunting.
eyes closed though whimpers loud, the seat of his shorts started to expand as Ben unloaded a mighty load into the seat of his diapers.
Gwen moved fast to save the shorts and yanked them down to around his ankles, then backed away making a face as his rapidly filling diaper almost smushed her in the face.
"Gah! Ben! what did you eat!?!" Gwen cried out holding her nose as the diaper sagged.
A totally rotten smell filled the room and if Gwen hadn't of used magic to reinforce the diaper it would of leaked for sure. In the end Ben's diaper went down to his Kneecaps in the back, and the front was only slightly higher.
"Holy hell little dude!" Julie said, jaw dropping.
"C-Can we skip the spanking?" Ben asked while panting.
"..yeah ok." Gwen said, eye twitching.
Run 3 - rocking that crinkle
Ben blinked and found himself back further then normal. In fact, he was back to just after shutting the rust buckets door.
'heh.. man. this is easy! I'll just avoid going inside and plant my butt on the pooper!' Ben thought.
He tugged at the rust bucket door, and then recalled that he'd locked the door.
"no sweat, I'll just reach into my..Pocket.." Ben trailed offed as he went to stick his hand in his pocket and only brushed his hand on slick plastic.
and it was at this point the Ben realized he'd been attracting attention in the parking lot, what with being in nothing but a thick white diaper with teddy bears on them and a pair of paw patrol sneakers.
"H-Heh.. No. No no no no.." Ben said, a nervous smile on his face as he tried the door again. and again. "This is NOT happening. it's just not happening."
No matter how much he may of wished it wasn't, it was.
As he turned and faced the smirking and laughing crowd, Ben's bladder twitched and grew away, making some of the teddy bears vanish off his diaper.
He whimpered and started to suck his thumb, tears welling up in his eyes as the crowd reacted as you'd expected.
A big collective "D'awww!"
Ben's poor mind was going on a humiliation overdose, and he was barley keeping from going to permanent baby brained as he stood there shaking, wishing he could get it together to go and hide at least.
It was then as he was trying to avoid a permanent one way ticket to baby land that he heard Gwen's voice, and turned to see her.
"BEN!? what are you doing?" She asked, looking confused.
whether or not it was legit, Ben didn't care.
"Talk later. inside now." Ben said, take a step towards Gwen and then just popping a squat and grunting.
"oh my god, Ben are you crapping yourself?" Gwen asked, wrinkling her nose. "Gross Ben! HEY EVERYONE! THIS GROSS LITTLE FUCK IS NOT DISABLED OR SPECIAL, HE'S JUST A DIAPER BOY WHO WANTED TO MAKE ALL OF YOUR WATCH HIM GO POOPIE!" Gwen yelled as Ben's diaper once again rapidly expanded.
Ben went to try and defend himself, but a Pacifier appeared in his mouth and he found himself compelled to suckle on it.
he had gone onto his knees since he had started, and leaning forward he found a teddy bear in his arms, anther gift from Gwen.
The lumps kept coming out of his behind and in next to no time the diaper had reached the ground, forming a semi bean bag of filth that Ben found himself ridding, hiding his face in the teddy bear.
As Ben suckled away in his messy diapers, He looked up with tears running down his cheeks at Gwen.
She leaned down, holding her nose and making a scene of having to deal with his smell.
"Phew yew Ben! How long have you been holding that in?!" She asked loudly, getting LOTS of laughs from the crowd, then leaned in and whispered into Ben's ear.
"Anything of you even left over? Just remember Benny, no more redos. This is your new life. a 24/7 world famous hyper messing diaper baby. Sure I could of left well enough alone or even just let you fix this altogether, but well." Gwen paused and then ruffled Ben's hair.
"Like you said after your little prank: Don't be such a baby about it."
Ben started to bawl and cry and what was left of his big boy mind ended up in his massive diaper.
As Gwen watched her cousin go permanently brain brained, she couldn't help but wonder if Grandpa max was right, and she WAS a little to spiteful.
The end
