The masked hero was dangling by his pink My Little Pony briefs in a terrible wedgie. His cute little feet kicked at the ground and he wailed in embarrassment. His tail was also whipping back and forth like a cat toy. The crowd just kept laughing at him too! It was terrible!
Headstrong’s ear-arm tugged on his undies once again. He was being playful in his mind but to Jude there was nothing fun about it at all. He yelped and felt his tiny nub twitch.
“Oh, he’s sensitive,” The hare said, grinning brightly.
Wedgie Master floated closer to him, his phone pointed at him and recording. “Do it again.”
Headstrong gave Jude’s undies a sharp YANK!
“STOP-!”
YANK!
“PLEASE-?!”
WEDGIEEEEEE~!
“AAAAAH!”
His underwear was stretched out to high heaven. It was awful. He couldn’t even do anything about it as he felt the fabric start to rip and tear.
RRRRRIIIIIIIP~!
The sound of his undies splitting and tearing off rang out like a gunshot. The waistband snapped against his cute little belly. The shredded remains of his MLP briefs flickered down like confetti. They would have decorated the unfolded diaper had the wind not pushed the pieces away a bit.
It didn’t matter though. Jude was still naked from the waist down. Everyone could see everything he had to offer. That was to say, not very much at all.
The crowd grew silent when they saw it. Then everyone perked up and began to snicker to themselves.
Laughter broke out with intense fervor!
“SOMEONE GET THIS ON TIKTOK! I NEED MY PHONE!”
“OH MY GOOOD! HE’S SO TINY DOWN THERE!”
“MOMMY, MOMMY! THAT CAT’S ALL NAKIE! LOOKIT!”
Jude was shaking and rattling with intense fear. He tried to curl into a ball but found that he just couldn’t. His kicking legs kept on going in a frantic attempt to stall whatever was happening from happening. How that was going to work, he didn’t know. His mind was all stupid right now.
His cute green eyes were wet and his tail kept trying to swing up to cover himself. He didn’t have much of a chance at showcasing any modesty though. This was his fate. To be exposed for the tiny nubbed little loser that he was.
“Wait… p-p-please wait! I’ll do anything! J-Just let me go! Come on, please! PLEEEEASE!” He started to freak out even more and flailed about.
The Wedgie Master, high off the feeling of being the mightiest bully around, tilted his head with a sneer. “Aww. Listen to the little kitty beg.”
Hypno-Mouse stepped forward and smirked himself. “Hey. Let’s lower him down.”
Headstrong turned to face him. “Uhhh… slowly?”
“Oh yeah. SUUUUPER slowly,” Hypno-Mouse confirmed, tilting his head so that a cool flash of light could go across his viser.
Jude felt himself lower. It was a slow descent. Excruciatingly slow.
He went lower and lower and tried his best to pump his butt up to avoid the diaper that he was inevitably going to land on. There was no escape and he began to realize that the lower and lower he got.
“NonononononNOOOOO~!”
Jude somehow made himself look worse as he lowered himself down. He flipped about and twisted in weird, awkward ways that made him look like he was doing a weird, goofy, stupid dance. Each wiggle he did, however, saw his tiny nub swaying in the breeze. It made the people laugh even more. It was like he was putting on an even bigger and better show for them.
There was now a countdown going down for when he’d land on the diaper.
He was five inches away from the padding. He felt sweat beads spring to the front of his head.
He got four inches away from the crinkly diaper and felt his bladder well up. The thought of touching down on it made him want to pee into the open air. Well, not WANT to but his body was feeling the urge to!
Three inches remained. He scanned the horizon, feeling his fingers twitch and tingle with despair. He even drooled a little as if he was going a tad baby brained from the deranged despair of it all.
By the time he was two inches about the diaper it looked like he had gone brain dead and was doing an embarrassing little air humpy hump or something.
Then finally, his butt brushed up against the softness of the diaper. He gasped and his eyes widened after he momentarily shut them tight to brace himself.
It was like someone just rubbed his bum but in the most embarrassing way imaginable.
Then he was just dropped the entire rest of the way. He went flop onto his back with his arms and legs spread. His head bounced against the ground, which made his eyes start to spin. He looked like a turtle that had been kicked over. It was objectively hilarious how cartoon stars began to orbit around his dumb little head.
His eyes were spinning and he was twitching quite a lot. The floppiness of his tiny nub was extremely funny but people kept looking on with curiosity.
“Uh… did he just faint?” Someone from the crowd asked and pointed.
“Nah,” Robbie said back. “He gets like this when his pride is shot through with a freaking CANNON like always! Give him a sec.”
Jude blinked… and then he sprung back to life, realizing what was going on.
Quicker than lightning, his hands shot to the front of the diaper in a vain attempt to grab the tapes as Hypno-Mouse was in the middle of strapping them on.
“Wait, wait, WAAAIT! NOOOO!” Jude screamed. “You’re NOT doing this to me! You’re not…” he began grunting as he struggled weakly with the tapes. “Gonna… put… a diaper… on… meeee~!”
“Headstrong,” Hypno-Mouse said, not even looking at Jude in the eye when he did.
The hare knew what Hypno-Mouse wanted from him and he quickly smacked his palm down onto his stomach. “I’M NINETEEN YEARS OOOLD! I DON’T NEEED DIAPEEES~!” He screamed and wriggled intensely.
The diaper was being taped on anyway. First he was taped on the right. Then on the left.
As soon as it was strapped on, Jude’s speech devolved from pleading into "ABAABBABABAAHAAAA!”
The diaper was on. It was snug, secure, and very crinkly.
Hypno-Mouse leaned back with his arms crossed and nodded, admiring his work. “Ah-ha. Perfect fit.”
Jude looked down at himself and felt his eyes widen at the adorable diaper bulge that rose above his hips. He saw the little wetness indicator stripe. It was still yellow… for now.
It was so ironic that the color for it being wet was blue and not yellow. Then again, yellow indicated someone trickling from their peen. Blue was the color of the ocean so maybe it was more appropriate. This thing was going to get flooded and he knew it!
Did they seriously just happen to have a diaper in this size on their person, ready to go?
No way. They freaking PLANNED this?!
Wedgie Master floated up again and grabbed Jude by the back of his diaper’s waistband.
He yanked it up into a massive diaper wedgie! Diaper wedgies were harder to pull off then regular wedgies, naturally, thanks to the bulging fluff that made up a diaper. However, it was mere child’s play to the great WEDGIE MASTER!
“HEEEEK!” Jude’s eyes crossed when he was given another wedgie, this time in a diaper!
“Ladies and gentlemen! BEHOLD!” Wedgie Master stood proudly and gestured to Jude with a sparkle in his teeth. “THE INFECTIOUS DIAPERED IMP!”
The crowd cheered and hollered with rapid excitement. Jude covered his face with his hands but it did little to hide the blush that was spreading across it in its entirety.
A news van was pulling up now.
Goddammit! Of course a news van was pulling up! Why?! Where were they when he did his heroics earlier?! HELLO?!
Carla Mendez, the Channel 4 news anchor, made her way to the scene with her mic to her mouth and looking ahead more with vested interest rather than amusement. It was almost as if she was in awe at nature taking its course or something.
“We’re live everyone! Hey, you, get the diaper in frame,” She said, pointing at the camera man.
Wedgie Master plopped Imp onto the ground and giggled at the funny squish his diaper made when he plopped there. He squirmed and his lips quivered.
Wedgie Master grinned and leered down at him, fists by his sides. Hypno-Mouse and Headstrong flanked him by his sides, making the same poses.
“As you can see, I’m reporting in from Centralized Park, where an unbelievable scene is unfolding. The local vigilante known as the Infectious Imp was just defeated, stripped, humiliated and UNMASKED by a local group of really, embarrassingly young villains named The Brat Pack!”
The Brat Pack all made funny whoops and hollers to the camera. They twerked, fist-pumped, and did a butt wiggle of celebration.
“Fear not though, he was indeed redressed in a diaper before we got the camera on him. Although, I doubt that matters too much since images taken from the large crowd around me seem to have gone viral.”
“WHAT?!” Jude gurgled, head tilting as he continued to rattle and shake in access.
“Yup,” She said, looking at her phone as if to confirm it herself, live. “Popular comments range from ‘He’s the diaper delivery boy now’ to ‘Not even My Little Pony would rep someone like him’ and my personal favorite ‘Finally a hero my baby brother can relate to.’ This is just to name a few.”
Jude was wobbling and swaying from left to right, looking completely disheveled and distraught. He was all jittery again.
His eyes trembled along with his body. His mouth hung open as he looked ahead and stared into the camera. What stared back was exactly what she had outlined. It was horrible.
How could he let this happen?!
At least… there was a chance enough people didn’t recognize his face! There were people out there who totally didn’t know who he was so all he had to do was pretend–!
“Hey!” Wedgie Master interrupted the reporter. “Let’s circle back to the unmasking part!”
“Oh… uuhhh, well we don’t really want to reveal anything too damaging to him live. We’re choosing not to disclose his identity to–” The reporter began but Wedgie Master shoved his way into frame and grabbed the mic.
“HIS NAME IS JUDETH JADES! HE’S NINETEEN YEARS OLD! HE WORKS AT A PIZZA SHOP! ALSO HE’S SINGLE LADIES! COME AND SPANK HIM WHILE HIS BUTT IS HOT!” Wedgie Master screamed.
The reporter stepped away from Robbie and the camera man swung over to follow her.
“Welp… I guess that info is all over social media now too. We’ll continue to observe the situation as it unfolds since… well, they’re all still here.” She nodded.
Jude sat there in his diaper, head tilted, eyes white and with anime tears flowing down his muzzle. A little white ghost seemed to be exiting his mouth. He looked like he had just died of shame.
The Brat Pack reconnected with one another and smirked while looking back in satisfaction.
“See you next time, Imp!” They said in unison.
Jude shivered. Then his front humped a little.
The Brat Pack’s eyes widened and they all shook with excitement. Wedgie Master hurriedly pulled out his phone and trained it back onto Jude. “Oh yeah baby! Go on! Do it!”
Jude gurgled as he felt himself start to let go.
His mind was too far gone to resist. The humiliation was too strong. His body gave in.
He began wetting his diaper. In front of everyone.
It was so obvious that’s what was happening too. The yellow stripe turned blue and his diaper swelled. There was an audible hissing sound and it made his diaper balloon out far more than it already had. Everything had gone wrong.
“What a great goodbye present,” Wedgie Master said with a chuckle at the edge of his voice. “I look forward to another one.”
With that, they finally left.
Jude sat there in his sloshing diaper, drooling out the edge of his mouth, shaking and ashamed for all eternity.
His fame was already there but now there was a new, different flavor to it.
The posts had twenty million likes.
And counting.
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