Aden’s Alteration

By Baby Jake (2005) – Revised in 2008

(Story II: Aden’s Alteration)

Chapter Eleven: A Reason for Suspicion

Chapter Twelve: A Dream Shattered

Chapter Thirteen: Thumbs Up For Change

Chapter Fourteen: A Familiar Melody

Chapter Fifteen: The Night of Anticipation
Part One: Getting the Goods

Part Two: Just Watch the Fireworks…
Part Three: A Bond Pulled Stronger

Chapter Sixteen: Happy 4^th of July… Baby Aden

Chapter Seventeen: A Rude Awakening

Chapter Eighteen: Summer Outro

Notice:

The following story is a sequel to Aden’s Revelation. It is recommended that you have read that story first before continuing on.

“Chapter Eleven, A Reason for Suspicion”

“I can do this” I thought.

“I can do this…” I thought, once more…

I glared at them… my heart was pounding. My blood was boiling. My mind was racing. My hands were shaking. I was on edge.

“Don’t act suspicious” I thought to myself.

“Just do it, and leave. No one will care. No one will think anything of it” I thought.

But I was standing still.

“…not again…” I thought, accepting my own defeat.

I kind of sighed, and walked away… away from that baby’s aisle, standing in front of the packs of diapers.

I hastily walked through the store, and picked up some random object, which ended up being a candy bar… and purchased it to make it look like I wasn’t stealing something.

Then, I walked out the doors of that grocery store, and into the blazing heat that awaited me outside.

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And that wasn’t an overstatement. As I walked outside, it was pretty much the equivalent of being punched in the face. The change in temperature was incredible, from the air-conditioned store, to the exhausting heat of outside.

I kind of slouched as I struggled to get behind the store, to get my bike, and ride it home… which was a horrible task. The few small inclines I had to go up on my way home, which weren’t usually anything bad… were like mountains with this heat.

But surely, of course, I made it home. I wasn’t in the best of moods however. I sadly stomped into my room…

“Damn it…” I typed.

“What? You didn’t get them?” he typed back to me.

This was, of course, the friend whom I met a month or so ago.

“No… I freaked out again” I sadly typed.

“Man… you have to chill. Oh well… most people back down once or twice before they finally buy their own diapers…” he typed back to me.

“Yeah, yeah… I know” I said.

“Why can’t you just get them off of Brian again?” he asked me.

“He doesn’t have anymore. We used them all.” I reminded him.

“Oh yeah… he wasn’t a DL you said, so he only bought a bag for the dares…” he remembered out loud.

“Yeah…” I said.

“Man… I still don’t think he’s what he said he was… just a normal kid” he replied.

“Eh… I still have my doubts but, you know… I can’t really do anything to make sure he isn’t. And besides… I’ve been keeping an eye on him. He seems like a normal kid, anyway…” I said.

“Yeah, true…” he replied.

“I don’t know man… I’m feeling a bit depressed now. I can’t bring myself to buy diapers, and I want them bad” I whined.

“Awww… you’ll be fine. Just build courage. It’s not easy… It took me two tries to get my first pack of diapers last week” he said to me.

“Yeah… I know…” I said.

“Man its weird though, you ran through the streets of a town in nothing but a diaper with Brian, eventually not getting phased at all, but now you are scared to buy your own” he said.

“I know, I know… I guess its because I just moved here at the time, I knew no one, no one knew me… but that’s changed… people know me more now…” I said.

“Yeah, I can see that” he acknowledged.

“So what are you going to do now?” he asked me.

I shrugged, even though he wasn’t in front of me in person.

“I don’t know…” I said.

I thought for a moment…

“Maybe I’ll go and call Seth or Brian or something” I typed.

“Okay” he replied.

“Yeah… I guess I’ll do that” I said.

“Alright” he replied.

There was of course a phone next to me… it was cordless, and it was usually in my room at all times.

I picked it up, turned it on, and dialed in Brian’s number.

“Hello?” I heard over the phone. It was his mom.

“Hi this is Aden… is Brian home?” I asked.

“Oh. Sorry, no he isn’t. He and Dan went out for a bit… but I can have him call you, when he gets back, okay?” his mom said.

“Okay, thanks” I said.

We hung up.

“Hmmm… things just aren’t going my way…” I thought.

I then picked the phone up, turned it on, and dialed in Seth’s number this time.

“Hello?” I heard… wasn’t sure who it was.

“Hi this is Aden… is Seth home?” I asked.

“Yes he is Aden, hold on… I’ll go get him.” I heard.

“Thanks” I said…

It was a minute or so, before I finally heard Seth’s voice.

“Hello?” I heard.

“Hey” I said ambitiously.

“Oh hey Aden” I heard him say.

“What are you up to?” I asked.

“Not much man… why, what’s up?” he asked.

“Was wondering if we could do something or not” I said.

“Hmmm… I’m sure we can. What’d you have in mind?” he asked.

“I dunno… nothing specific” I said.

“Well if you want to come over, come on over” he said to me.

“Alright” I said.

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I was back on my bike, once again, as I cruised through the streets. I had gone to Seth’s house many times by now, so I knew exactly where to go. When I made it to my house, I dropped my bike in Seth’s front yard, went on top of his porch, and knocked on his door.

“Hey” Seth said as he opened the door… he was obviously waiting for me.

“You want to ride bikes?” I invited.

He contemplated…

“Sure, alright” he said.

Seth smiled a bit.

“Come inside for a minute though… I need to ask my mom for my allowance.” He explained.

“Oh, okay” I said understandingly.

“Yeah man… we can go to like a Dairy Queen or something. It’s hot out there” Seth said.

“Yeah…” I agreed.

I sat down on the couch, as Seth walked somewhere else into the house. I heard footsteps upstairs, some heavily muffled voices and a high pitched crying sound, and then footsteps coming back.

Seth sighed…

“She’s busy with my little brother at the moment” he said.

“Alright” I said understandingly.

“So… we’re going to have to chill here for a few minutes. Put on TV or something while she’s done taking care of Ethan” he said.

Ethan was of course, Seth’s young brother who hasn’t yet exceeded the age of an early toddler.

“Alright” I said understandingly, again.

Personally, I didn’t care too much. I was honestly enjoying lounging around in the nice air-conditioned house, considering the heat outdoors.

It was though, only a few minutes before we eventually saw Seth’s mom walking through with Ethan in her arms, asleep.

“Seth, hold on a minute, okay?” she whispered.

She went upstairs and eventually returned not with Ethan, but with some cold hard cash.

“Here’s your allowance for this week” she said, giving Seth some money.

“Thanks” he said.

And after that, there was no hesitation for us to get out, and get on our bikes.

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We whizzed through intersections, small streets, back alleys, and obscure roads to try to let the wind cool us off. I followed him to the ice cream shop, since he knew where it was. I had a pretty good idea where it was, after all… I wasn’t really new to the town anymore. I knew where most things were, but not as well as I did with my old town. He was taking a strange route… it was longer, but I think he was just enjoying his bike ride.

We stopped in a parking lot… I knew exactly where we were… because there was the store I was at an hour or so ago.

“Here, follow me just a bit further” he said.

We cruised through it, until we came to another stop in front of a small ice cream shop. It had picnic benches, and there were a few people at it… but there was a bench we could sit at.

We dropped our bikes, walked up to the cashier, and ordered some ice cream and some hot dogs… Once we got them, we sat down at our bench, and chilled out.

“You hang out with Brian lately?” Seth asked me as we sat down.

“Not recently…” I said.

“Yeah, same” Seth said.

“What are you doing for the 4^th?” I asked him, pertaining to the upcoming 4^th of July holiday.

“No clue man… I was hoping we could sleep over Brian’s house or something” Seth said.

I nodded in agreement.

“…but I don’t know how that’ll be with those two being busy” he finished.

I nodded in agreement, again.

“This always happens though.” He said.

“What?” I asked.

“I guess they are in some summer program or something” he said.

“I thought you had only moved here a few months ago?” I asked.

“Well… yeah – I did. But Brian did say something about leaving for a little while like every other year. I can’t remember if he ever said much more than that” Seth explained.

“Oh” I said, never really thinking of it like that.

“Yeah… I don’t really care though. That’s why I never bothered asking” I said.

I nodded some more.

“What are YOU doing for the 4^th?” he asked me.

“Me? I dunno… nothing planned.” I said.

“Yeah… well I dunno, if you can’t think of anything, you’re always welcome to sleep over my house” he invited.

“Thanks… I’ll definitely keep that in mind” I said.

“Yeah… that’s if Brian and Daniel are too busy. Then you should sleep over their house. Whenever there is a sleepover, it’s always a good time. I’m sure you know that now” Seth said.

It was a refreshing sit… very nice and fun. He and I talked about stuff, just what’s been going on in our lives. Whenever we were done, though… we began back to Seth’s house.

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We walked in, and took our shoes off and pretty much got comfortable as we walked into his living room. We sat down on his couch, with nothing in mind to do exactly.

Before either one of us even turned the TV on, though… Seth asked me a question.

“Want to play Playstation, in my room?” he asked me.

I contemplated…

“Sure… alright” I said.

We got off the couch and went upstairs, into his room. It was very cool inside; his air conditioner was on… It was even cooler inside his room than the rest of the house.

“Aww man… can I move in?” I jokingly asked, acknowledging the cold air.

“This is nice” I said.

He laughed, and bent down to start up his PS2 and his TV.

“Sit down anywhere you find a spot to” he said…

He said that because his room very much unorganized. Clothes, books, and random stuff were on the floor all over. I looked around, and eventually just sat down on the floor, since I didn’t want to sit on his bed to be polite.

Despite the mess though you could tell Seth wasn’t exactly a slob. It seemed more like an organized clutter. It wasn’t my room so I really didn’t care.

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It had been about an hour… he and I were playing for the whole time, and just having idle chat about whatever.

“Hang on man… I’ve got to go use the bathroom” he said, pausing the game.

I of course was not going to keep him from doing his business, especially in his own house, so I just nodded in acknowledgment as he left the room.

It was of course only me during that time. At that time, in Seth’s room… I stretched a bit, drowning in my own thoughts as I always did when I had time to myself. I cracked some joints, and as I was stretching… I guess I must’ve lost my balance but I kind of fell back onto my back real fast.

The clothes and stuff on the floor of course made for a soft landing. All was very soft on me… except for something. Something was digging into my back, somewhat painfully… but not agonizingly. I just sat up quickly, and of course, examined what it was.

I looked, but there was nothing.

“That’s funny…” I thought.

I knew for a fact something was digging into my back when I was on it… But there was nothing but clothes. So I felt around, and eventually felt that there was something under it. So I moved the clothes away.

And it was to my absolute surprise… it made my heart skip a beat when I realized what it was. My eyes widened, my mouth dropped, my heart stopped, and my blood began pumping. I double glanced. I glanced once, twice, three times to make sure I wasn’t hallucinating… because to my absolute shock… I was staring at what was apparently… a baby blue pacifier, with a clear silicon nipple.

Like I said… I wasn’t too sure if I were dreaming, hallucinating, or witnessing some phenomenal effect from the immense heat and sun outside. But I became very aware very quickly, that this was no illusion. There really was a blue pacifier on Seth’s floor.

And after that fact sunk in, I began to react… react with mostly questions and thoughts. But out of all of them, I quickly came to my rather hasty conclusion as to why there was a pacifier on his floor.

“Seth… is a teen baby” I thought.

No other reason to me sounded logical; only that one.

Suddenly my mindless gaze was stopped as I heard a door shut, in the hall beyond this room. I knew it was Seth, coming back. It was in those five seconds I had to make a decision.

“What should I do!?” I thought.

“I could tell him I found it… let him know I know he is what he is…” I said.

But right when I heard that door beginning to open, I tossed it back under the clothes, and acted like nothing was wrong.

He didn’t notice anything…

“Got to go when you have to go” he said as he walked in.

“Y-Yeah” I stuttered.

He smirked, and walked over to his controller. I looked over at him… and I must have been glaring at him quite noticeably, because…

“What?” he said to me, knocking me out of my mindless gaze.

“Huh? Oh… nothing” I said, lying completely.

“Okay… well… let’s get to playing” he said.

I knocked the whole thing out of my head for now. I needed to act cool… act calm. Act like I didn’t find a pacifier on his floor. Act like I was only ten minutes ago… act like we were real close friends. Which we were, but… I was feeling very strange.

It was an incredibly strange feeling… it was completely surprising in all ways. I mean… not to compare a good thing with a bad thing… but it was like finding your best friend on drugs. I mean, you always are cautious of such a thing, but when it actually happens, you don’t know what to do, even though you always thought over and over about what if it happened. Should you tell someone? Should you come out with it? What should you do? It was a very strange situation.

But I acted cool. I acted like all of the things I listed previously. Until, finally… I had to go home. It was getting late, and dinner was getting made at my house… so I went home.

“Chapter Twelve, A Dream Shattered”

“He’s a freakin’ teen baby” I typed.

“What!?” I saw come back.

“I found a pacifier in his room man” I told him.

I was, of course, talking to my online friend. My best one, at least. Since I first met him, I had met several others… but none of them were quite as good as one as this one. Luke, or ‘Lukie’ – turned out to be his name.

We had been chatting for quite a while, often nightly. We were quickly becoming great friends.

“That’s quite a find” I saw Lukie type back.

“Yeah…” I said.

“What’d you do?” I was asked.

“…I did nothing. I’m just going to wait for a bit…” I said.

“Man… that is really strange” I saw.

“Yes” I agreed.

“You really think he is?” I was asked.

“Well… I don’t think there is much more reason for him to have a pacifier in his room” I explained.

“This is true…” I saw Luke type back.

“I dunno…” I kind typed.

I thought for a moment…

“I need sleep” I said.

“Okay” he replied.

“Yeah…” I said.

“Good night” he said.

I turned my monitor off, stood up, turned around, and fell face-first onto my bed. I crawled up it, and shuffled around some, trying to get bundled up into the blankets. Even though it was the middle of summer, and my air conditioner was on low… it was something about a blanket that didn’t allow me to sleep if I weren’t under one. I guess it was the weight, or the feel alone… but I couldn’t. It just made me feel weird.

Once I finally got into my preferred position, I laid there still, thinking once more as I usually did when my mind wasn’t stimulated by something else. This time though… I wasn’t contemplating myself, or my desires… I was contemplating Seth, his desires, and what I found on his floor.

I mean… wasn’t it really all what it seemed to be? I mean, yes, it definitely was a pacifier, and it was definitely one a baby would use. However, I guess I was being cautious… but I was thinking about what if I was overreacting, and he really wasn’t a teen baby? What if it was all a misunderstanding?

I thought for a moment… of course. But then I shut myself up. I quit thinking about the bad possibilities, and then began to think about all the good ones. A friend who shares my desire for diapers… a friend who I can share that kind of desire freely with. Someone I can have a normal conversation with, in person, over coffee if I really felt like it. The fantasies all kind of gave me a big cheesy grin, and something to think about, until I eventually softly fell asleep….

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“You wanna wear big boy pants?” I heard.

I left out an infantile whine…

It was I and my mother. We were in the bathroom. I was sitting there, on the floor, looking up at the toilet, which seemed very unappealing to me.

“No” I insisted, vigorously shaking my head left and right.

She chuckled…

“Come on Aden. You have to sometime… everyone has to grow up. You want to drive a car?” she asked me.

“Yeah” I said with a smile.

“You want to go to school? Meet a bunch of friends?” she asked.

“Yeah” I said with a cheesier smile.

“Well. These are parts of growing up” she said.

I listened with interest but attempted to act as though I wasn’t.

“And it isn’t just driving a car, or meeting friends. There’s a whole lot more that’s fun about growing up” she began.

“Like riding a bike… Getting a job, so you can get your own money and buy all the ice cream you want. Sleeping in your own bed…” she said, listing basic things…

I was interested.

“Now Aden… don’t you want to grow up?” she asked me.

“Uh huh!” I said, nodding my head vigorously.

“Well. One of the first parts about growing up… is getting rid of those diapers” she said.

“Why?” I kind of whined…

“Hehe… only baby’s where diapers” she said, chuckling a bit…

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And it was right there, I was suddenly back in my bed, back in my room, back in my house, back in my thirteen year old self, rather than being a young toddler, in my old house, in my old nursery.

I was completely awake. The sun had risen, so I got a good night’s sleep. I was lying there, staring at the ceiling, completely dumbfounded by the dream… and wondering how many times it had been that I’ve had that dream.

I sat up, contemplating my dream. I was getting aggravated. This was the one of many times I have had this dream now, but it wasn’t the same every time. Details were changed; my mom and I were in a different area sometimes, etc.

It was all very interesting, but I wasn’t in the mood to continue thinking about it any further. My stomach was growling, indicating I was very hungry… So I knocked myself out of my little trance, and stood up, and walked downstairs, into the kitchen.

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“I don’t know what it is man” I typed.

“That is pretty weird…” Luke typed.

“Yeah… it’s been like a dream that repeats itself over, but isn’t the same twice” I typed back.

We were, of course, discussing my dream.

“I don’t know what it could mean… I mean it definitely comes from your need for diapers and such, but it seems to have more depth to it than that” I read.

“Yeah… it feels like more than just my mind dealing with that” I replied.

“Like how do you feel?” Luke asked me.

“When?” I asked.

“After the dream… during the dream…” he said.

“Well… after words… I feel really odd. It gives me a strong emotion of like… it’s really hard to explain. It feels like I’m missing something big” I said.

“And during?” he asked.

“…it feels like I have everything I ever wanted” I said.

“Hmmm…” I read.

“I mean, in the dream, everything seems so real and clear. Nothing I can think of looks or seems out of place, nothing seems wrong in anyway. It all seems so clear and real, it actually confuses the hell out of me when I wake up” I said.

“I see…” I read.

“I’ll give it some thought, you know? I think about it, tell you what I come up with. But I have to go for now” I saw.

“Alright man…” I typed.

He logged off, and so I was left alone to contemplate further. However, I didn’t think about my dream any further. I felt it was unnecessary to think about something that wasn’t real; when there was something else that was very real awaiting my action: Seth’s and his pacifier.

“What am I going to do?” I thought.

This was one of those things you always wanted to happen but never thought it would, so when it finally did, you were completely taken off guard, like I was now. I was thinking and thinking… until finally I came to a conclusion that I would like to talk to him about it… later on today…

So I reached over, and grabbed my phone, eager to call him… I dialed his number, and placed it against my ear.

“Hello?” I of course heard. It was Seth.

“Hey Seth” I said.

“Oh hey Aden” he responded.

“What are you up to?” I asked him.

“Nothing much at all honestly… sitting around, was just sitting around in my room, playing some games on my PS2 as always…” I heard him say.

And then and there, I had a mental picture of what he probably was doing… He was probably sitting there, on his bed, with his pacifier in his mouth, and maybe with a bottle, too…

“Yeah, I’m pretty bored” I admitted.

“Well… come on over if you can, you’re always welcomed on over” he said.

I felt touched…

“Thanks, I guess I’ll be on my over then” I said.

“Alright, well… I’ll see you” he said.

I hung up the phone, and began to get dressed. I quickly threw on my clothes, and even threw on my backpack (I brought it with me pretty much everywhere lately) – and left my house for Seth’s.

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It was a longer walk to his house than usual. This was of course, all mental… I got there in only a few minutes, but those minutes stretched on for a lot longer than that to me. This is because I was doing a lot of thinking… and decision making. I was thinking about how I was going to reveal to him, my discovery. Should I throw hints, or just say it to him straight out? Should I admit to him my side as a diaper-lover, first, in case he thinks I won’t accept it, or let him come out first? How was I going to set the mood? Should I even set the mood? Maybe I should just slowly transition into a conversation about this kind of stuff…

There were a lot of things on my mind of course. Every scenario I thought of I tried to make a plan for it, to be prepared. But there simply wasn’t enough distance between his house and mine for me to prepare completely, because before I realized it, I was standing in front of Seth’s house once again. I walked to the door and knocked.

The door swung open like it usually did, and it was of course Seth answering it, since he was expecting me. He greeted me inside, and I of course fronted a fake attitude, trying not to act like there was something on my mind. I smiled, and acted eager to hear what he did last night… and its not like I didn’t care, there was just other things on my mind that I wanted to get out as soon as I possibly could. I was just waiting for that opportunity that there would be silence, for me to somehow spark up a conversation.

And then it came.

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“Yeah man… I don’t know what Brian and Daniel have been up to. But like I said, you’ve got to really seriously try to sleepover their house if you can for the 4^th…” he said.

“Yeah, I really want to” I explained.

“Maybe we could do some more dares or something” he said.

My opportunity has arrived…

“Yeah, we haven’t done those in a while” I said.

“That’s true, I don’t know why.” He said back.

“I don’t know… We’ve had a few sleepovers this summer so far, but not as many as I’ve been hoping. The whole dares thing kind of ended after our first summer sleepover, you remember?” he explained.

I thought about what he meant…

And it was actually true. It was about mid-June, the school year had finally ended. It was actually the Friday that school ended on that we slept over Brian’s house. We were all sitting in Brian’s and Daniel’s room, all contemplating what to do next with our ‘diaper-dares’.

However, as we all discussed… the magic had kind of faded for all of us. I, of course, was staring at Brian the whole time, watching his moves, examining him for any signs of being a diaper-lover. But like I said, the magic had faded. None of us had any interest anymore to do them. Our imagination had faded; we were completely and utterly bone-dry of any ideas.

And it was that night that would end our dares for the month so far. There hasn’t been any diaper-streaking through the night or anything like that, since that night. And the dares that the night featured weren’t very spectacular or really worth any of our time anymore. So they stopped…

“Yeah, I see what you mean” I concurred.

He shrugged, showing off his apathy as usual. I felt my opportunity to start a conversation beginning to slowly vanish… So I jumped on it as fast as I could.

“So how come we enjoy doing those dares so much?” I asked, spitting out the first thing I thought of.

“I don’t know… I just did them because it was fun, and something about them made it difficult for us to do them.” He explained.

“Yeah” I answered.

“I don’t know its something to do. Not much to do here, you know? So… dares of any kind are just a way to have fun” he admitted.

“Yeah, me too” I said.

“So Seth” I began…

“What’s up?” he asked.

“What’s your opinion on people’s inner-differences?” I asked… perhaps being a bit too vague.

“What?” he asked completely confused.

“I mean like, what’s your take on people who are different because they like more… strange things?” I asked.

“Hmmm… I don’t really know what you’re getting at with this… but I guess I don’t really care. You are who you are, just mind your business and I’ll mind mine” he said.

I nodded to show I understood.

“Why do you ask?” he asked me.

“I don’t know, was just a question. Trying to start a conversation…” I said.

“Ah…” he kind of said.

“I was just wondering, you seem like a guy who’s pretty much non-caring about stuff.” I said.

He shrugged.

“Yeah…” I said…

“Hey Seth” I said.

“What’s up?” he said again.

“How come you had a pacifier under your shirt last night?” I asked.

Now maybe I went about it the whole wrong way… but I couldn’t think of any way to put it.

“W-what?” he asked.

I suddenly came very clear that he was now caring about something. His eyes got larger, and he sat up a bit…

“A pacifier” I said.

“A little, baby blue pacifier was under that shirt… right there” I said, pointing at the shirt that I didn’t notice was still lying there, on his floor… until now.

He looked a bit shocked, but not TOO shocked. Not as shocked as I would’ve been if someone were to ask why I had diapers under my bed.

He looked at me, and slowly bent down, and pulled the shirt away. And like I said, there it was. There was the blue pacifier I had mentioned to him only a moment or two before, laying on the floor. He picked it up, and lo