Newsiebaby recounts his birthday weekend in Palm Springs with other diaper boys. This week's episode is extra special because Newsie reads the premiere of "The Land of Rainbows".
Newsiebaby recounts his birthday weekend in Palm Springs with other diaper boys. This week's episode is extra special because Newsie reads the premiere of "The Land of Rainbows". The script can be found below.
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Ben trudged back into his room, tossing his backpack onto his bed.
The dimly lit cavern that doubled as his sleeping quarters always seemed to be caving in on him. But that was typical for a college dorm room when space is at a premium in the middle of nowhere Virginia.
Today had been the nightmare that no one wanted. The kind of thing that Ben had heard of happening to others online. Today everyone in Science - 231 learned that Ben Walkens wore diapers.
Ben fought back tears as he thought about what had happened. Adam, the university’s top football player, had been sitting behind him tossing small pieces of paper at Ben as usual. He always did that during class, refusing to pay attention to the incessant droning’s of the professor. Ben tried to ignore him, but Adam was insistent. Adam would add extra fuel to his bunsen-burner when he wasn’t looking, purposely spilling water on his lab notebook, unplugging his microscope, plunging his samples into utter darkness. What was even more frustrating was Ben could never understand why Adam chose him as his target.
And because this was college, it wasn’t like the professor was going to do anything about it.
But today Ben’s nemesis had gone too far. The class had all gathered around their lab tables and Adam had stepped on the back of his lab coat, causing it to rip and yank apart, revealing Ben’s jeans. But what Ben hadn’t realized was that he had mistakenly tucked the back of his shirt inside his diaper when getting dressed earlier today, which meant now that the lab coat was torn to shreds on the floor, the back of his thick, dinosaur patterned diaper was in full display to the entire class.
Fuck me for sitting in the front row.
“Oh my gosh…” Adam said, shocked when she saw what Ben was wearing. He instantly put his hand to his mouth and began pointing and laughing with his friends, intent on driving as much attention to Ben’s predicament as possible.
The rest was history.
So now Ben sat in his dorm bedroom holding onto his stuffie, Sal. The little Stegosaurus, aqua and orange with spikes on its tail looked back at him, its eyes still and quiet. For a moment Ben wished Sal could actually talk back and provide reassurance that everything was going to be fine. Insist that people will forget about this in the morning. Ben had had the little stuffie for years now and Sal had always managed to calm him down when he was feeling sad, even if the little dinosaur couldn’t talk. Only, because of his anxiety, today Sal didn’t exactly have the same effect.
There was something about everyone knowing his secret, that he wore diapers, that made holding Sal feel a little less comforting than usual. Ben just wanted to go to sleep.
Maybe when I wake up, he reasoned, the next day will be better.
So Ben did what he’d done every night since he’d gotten his own private dorm room on campus. He pulled out a thick white diaper and fluffed it out. He then laid back and tucked it underneath himself. After a generous helping of powder (and a slight wiggle), Ben took the tapes and secured the diaper (bottom tapes first of course). He flexed his legs a little as he untucked the leak guards and grabbed Sal and curled up with the little dinosaur and went to sleep.
Tomorrow, he reasoned, couldn’t be worse, it could only be better.
Ben’s eyes flung open and instantly realized something was different. He could smell it before he could see it. It was the scent of… candy? Next his ears adjusted, and he could hear a nearby stream flowing, the water making noises as it hit the rocks on the side of the river.
Ben opened his eyes and gasped. He wasn’t in his dorm anymore, no, he was someplace different. Someplace – better? All around him he saw grassy fields and tall trees. He craned his neck he could see – playgrounds? Hundreds of them! A boat was making its way down the river while to his right he heard the sounds of people playing a game of tag. But what really caught his attention was the giant stegosaurus that just starring at him -- smiling. He instantly recognized the dinosaur, still violently aqua and orange. Yes, there stood Sal grinning at Ben who suddenly felt very small.
“Sal?” Ben asked, watching the dinosaur swing its tail back and forth a bit.
“Are you ready for an adventure?” Sal asked, her voice sounding quite angelic in the field they were standing.
“Wait you’re a girl?”
“I’m a dinosaur.”
Ben stuttered a bit more and then shook his head. “What are we..?”
“We have work to do,” Sal said, taking a few steps forward so she stood right next to Ben. “Earlier today, you told me what happened at school, with Adam.”
Ben’s stomach sank. His blood began to race as he replayed the scene of Adam and the other kids pointing and laughing at his exposed diaper.
Ben shook his head to clear his mind for a moment.
But Sal was insistent. “I have an idea, but we need to hurry if we’re going to find the golden onesie.”
“The golden onesie.” Sal said walking towards the pathway and disappearing down the clearing.
Ben, confused, ran after his now fully animated and independent stuffie which was walking at a critically aggressive pace.
“How was a golden onesie going to help me regain his dignity?”
Sal explained to Ben that the Golden Onesie was the answer to his problems.
Onesies, the dinosaur explained, not only keep soggy diapers from drooping but protect kids from unwanted diaper exposures, name-calling and inspire self-confidence with their cute designs. They have a few other magical properties, but Sal insisted there wasn’t time to talk about that now.
Ben glared at the dinosaur and stopped walking. He didn’t expect that to be the answer.
“How was a onesie going to make everyone stop teasing me?” Ben questioned. But Sal kept walking, yelling behind her, “We need to hurry, morning is coming. And once the sun hits your eyes back in the real world, it will be too late.”
Ben and Sal made their way down the field and past the streams and rolling hills. He noticed as they walked that there were no shadows anywhere, even looking down at where his diapered shadow should be there wasn’t one. Every place he looked was as clear as day.
And the air – it was sweet.
Ben suspected even the flowers and grass were made of candy and managed to sneak a taste as they trounced through the landscape.
While the sun beat down on him in this magical land – he didn’t feel hot. Instead, he felt safe – like a warm hug.
Ben waddled down the trail, still in his thick diaper, behind the dinosaur who has kept him company for the past 20 years of his life.
Though bare foot – the trail did not hurt his feet. It was soft, almost like walking on a puffy cloud. Ben was about to take another step when Sal suddenly stopped.
“What’s wrong?” Ben asked noticing they had come to a bridge crossing.
There was a haze in the air, an unusual shimmer in a world that didn’t have shadows. As the two of them watched, the shimmer grew darker and darker until it morphed into a creature that looked just as vile as it was ugly. Its teeth were sharp, its eyes were missing, drool dripped down the corners of its mouth that seemed too big for its head and reached back to its pointed ears. The creature's wings were curved and spindly as it’s talons clicked on the stone bridge making a horrible scratching noise against the stone. The monster would flap its wings as it walked as if trying to steady itself, each time swoop of the wing eliciting a sound like nails on a faraway chalkboard.
“The sog monster” Sal glumly said.
“Here you will need this” Sal said swinging her tail around and offering one of her spikes to him.
“Pull it out”
“I don’t want to hurt you,” Ben said.
“You won’t” the dinosaur smiled.
Ben grabbed one of the points and found it came out easily and to his surprise, it was a sword, a shiny, curved sword. As Ben watched, another spike grew in its place where he’d just removed the sword he now held.
The sog monster shrieked. The sound so piercing that it shook Ben to his core. His stomach started to feel funny as the sense of danger filled his mind.
“What happens if the sog monster gets me? he thought. “Will people find my dead body in my dorm wearing just a diaper?” Ben started to panic when Sal began to move towards the terrifying monster.
“Come on,” Sal yelled charging forward. “We need to get past this bridge, the onesie is just up ahead.”
Ben found all the courage he could inside of him and ran forward swinging the sword with him. His first blow found its way onto the creature causing black goo to spray everywhere. Some of it spattered on his face.
“Agh! It’s cold” Ben shivered.
“Keeping fighting” Sal screamed as her tail hit the monster on the leg.
Ben griped the sword tighter and began swinging once more hitting the monster on the other leg.
The creature let out a yell – even louder than before.
Sal yelled out, “Hit it again!” So Ben swung, delivering the final painful blow to the monster, which caused it to explode into a geyser of water! The force of the water threw Ben to the ground.
Ben opened his eyes to find the monster was gone! The only trace left of it was the puddles of water on the ground and in his diaper. Ben noticed he couldn’t close his legs he was so wet. Ben inspected his now soaked diaper which made him smile.
Sal trotted over to Ben to inspect her friend and then using her tail got him to his feet.
“We better hurry Ben, it’s almost morning”.
Sal began trotting over the bridge as Ben waddled behind her. Ben began to see over the crest of the bridge a bright golden light. On the other side of the bridge was a pool of water. The water was giving off a soft golden glow.
Sal stopped at the bridge’s landing before the pool. Ben could see underneath the water was a golden chest.
“In that chest you will find the Golden Onesie! Hurry Ben, we haven’t much time!”
Ben plunged into the water, picking up the golden chest. With one hand holding the chest he used the other to unlock it.
He lifted the lid and was blinded by even more light. When he opened his eyes, he was no longer in the mystic land but in his cramped dorm. His tiny dorm was filled with the light of the morning sun. He lifted the covers to find his nighttime diaper was completely soaked and right beside him was Sal.
“Was it all a dream?” Ben thought.
Ben looked at the clock – his first class was going to start in an hour. He jumped out of bed, surprised he hadn’t leaked on his sheets. He took the diaper off and cleaned himself off. He grabbed another diaper from the diaper bag under his bed. He put it on and went to his dresser to grab a shirt. When he pulled the drawer open, he was amazed to find – a golden onesie? How was this possible he thought? Ben slipped on the onesie and glanced at his mirror and smiled. The onesie fit him perfectly. He checked himself up and down looking at the perfect shape of his padded bottom, the diaper peeking out slightly from between his legs, the slight bulge in the front. As Ben pulled on some jeans and a sweatshirt shirt over his newfound prize, he felt the confidence of the diaper gods flowing through his veins.
Ben went to his first class but all he could think about was his second class -- Science 231.
When his first class ended his walked with his head down to the science building. He was the first person in the lab. As students start to trickle-in he was waiting for the stares and whispers to start, but they never came.
Did everyone forget about what happened yesterday Ben thought? Is the magic of the onesie Sal talked about working?
Ben then saw Adam walk into the class. Adam grinned as he made his way to his seat behind Ben. As he passed, he left a note on Ben’s table. The note read “Diaper boy”, in big red letters.
Ben quickly grabbed the paper and ripped it up. He got up and threw it away in the trash can in the back of the class. As Ben was walking back to his seat, he could see that Adam’s sweatshirt had lifted up a bit.
Ben’s eyes grew wide as he realized hiding underneath his bully’s sweatshirt was the same golden onesie he was wearing. Ben’s heart started to pound with worry and excitement. Was Adam also a diaper boy?
As Ben sat down he lifted his sweatshirt up a bit so his bully would notice.
“Get into groups of two” the science professor barked. “Work with the person behind you.”
As Ben turned around, he found his bully was dumbfounded.
Adam whispered, “Are you wearing a – “
“A golden onesie?” Ben whispered back. “Yes, are you?” Ben smiled as he knew Adam couldn’t deny it.
Adam – realizing his secret may be out quickly got up bumping the table knocking over a beaker and spiling its contents on himself.
Everyone in class was now staring at the two boys.
Before either of them could say anything, a shriek filled the air.
The two boys both looked at each other and knew what exactly that sound was – the sog monster.
To be Continued….