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He was sitting down on his couch, looking around his studio apartment. There is one bed near the wall adjacent of the front door, one dresser next to that bed, an assortment of shoes under the bed. Opposite to that wall, the door to the bathroom, as well as a desk with drawers of paper, pencils and office materials. He was glad to be living alone, separate from his family, separated from the rest of society. He was thankful that he didn't have a wife or a baby to take care of. He only had to pay rent, food, electricity, and clothes for himself. He occasionally does, however, feel like he needs someone else's comfort. Unfortunately, that would only increase the costs even further.

Suddenly, a small paper flew through his open window. Suspiciously, he could not see the source of it. With nothing to do, he opened the letter. He always liked reading spam mail, as they were often poorly written and made no sense. This paper read, "Hewwo baby, I've been seeing you since you moved in, and I would like you to know that I will protect you forever and ever. Whenever you gotta go, look down. ;3 Love, your secret admirer." His parents committed suicide a while ago, so it couldn't be them. He was homeschooled, so he never made any friends. He never talked to his neighbours or anybody at work unless he needed to, so it wouldn't be any of them, right? Nonetheless, it was still likely a neighbour that wrote this. This is a bad sign. He needs to move again, but the price would be outrageous, and he doesn't have the money for that. He was unsure of what to do next, but what he was sure of was that he needs to use the bathroom.

He opened the door to use the bathroom, but as soon as he stepped in, his penis felt unusual. He looked down. His penis' skin was peeling back by itself, and the glans was growing. He did not know what he was seeing. The glans grew over the crotch and the top seemed to fuse with the waistline. He tried to pull the glans off of his waist, but it wouldn't get off, proving that it really did fuse. Then, the glans' bottom grew down and this time, over the testicles as well as the arse, again fusing with the waistline. The glans then spread to the sides, eventually encasing the entire pelvis. Then, the all-encompassing glans suddenly started to puff up, like it was being inflated, and the slit vanished. Then the glans turned white and plastic-like, making it look like he was wearing a diaper. A permanently fused diaper. He couldn't believe his eyes. Did he just experience his dick being mutated into a diaper?

That was not all, as his toes also felt strange. The little skin webbing between each toe grew looser, until it looked like webbed feet straight out of a duck. Then the bottom of the feet became thicker and more rigid, with little ridges on the sides. Then the feet also became white and plastic-y. What is going on? His hands underwent the same fate, right down to the palms becoming soles for a boot. This can't be real.

But, it was. His manboobs softened, nipples smoothing out into a smooth surface, skin again changing to white plastic, the same happening to his belly, though this time the belly button was the one to disappear. This isn't really happening, right? He pushed his handboots up against his face in an attempt to wake up, but this was not a dream. Little did he know, his facial features were completely gone, including the ears too. His face morphed into one big white crinkly plastic sphere. The rest of the skin became white plastic to match with the new permanent irremovable diaper.

His penis is now trapped inside this weird diaper than won't come off. His toes and fingers are encased in permanent boots. His face is blank, devoid of any eyes or nose or mouth, though he could still see and hear just fine, and smell the plastic stench. Despite all this, he still had to pee very badly. So badly, in fact, that he did it right then and there. The piss did not come out, instead staying inside the fused diaper, but it still left the bladder. Now he could smell his piss, whether he wanted to or not. He again tried pulling off the diaper, but not only are his hands now boots, any time he did touch the diaper, it was ultra-sensitive, giving him a near orgasmic reaction on every collision.

No. This cannot be happening. There's no way that makes any sense. Something must be up here. Unfortunately, there is nothing he can do about it. How is he going to explain to his job, landlord, or anyone else who sees him like this? Not that they would even know it was him. He closed the door as he left the bathroom.

All he can do now is adjust to his permanent bodily inconvenience. When he moved his legs just to even take a step, he had to actively stop himself from being aroused as his thighs naturally rubbed the diap-- er, crotch. He aimed for the bed, careful for every movement of his legs that he doesn't potentially fill up his soft crotch with semen. As he slowly bent his legs down onto the bed, the sensitivity only continued. Finally, he manages to sit on the bed, but when his bottom touches the bed, it felt as if his penis was being rubbed on it. Now to actually lay down on the bed.

He turned over, ignoring the erotic sensation yet again. His legs stretched out on the bed and his arms placed on his sides. He was assaulted by softness from his pillow, bed, diaper-ish crotch, and soft, smooth, almost-perfectly-spherical head. This was so overwhelming, but he couldn't leave his internal cock, which was as hard as a rock, hanging. He rubbed his diaper really hard and fast, to try to let the cum all out. Despite all that was happening, nothing came out. He tried pushing out through his bottom half, but something else filled him instead. He became like a warm yellow fountain, with a never ending supply of urine. The only good part about his permanent diaper was that he'll never have to worry about dirtying his environment, or so he thought.

His fluid was soon becoming too much for his new body to handle, as his skin was now wet, sweating piss. He immediately got up from his bed and ran to his bathroom, unknowingly leaving a trail of footsteps wherever he went. He then quickly jumped into his bathtub, leaking the rest of his pee down the drain. After all of that, he still couldn't help feeling horny. He again tried to ignore that and sleep in the bathtub, but he couldn't manage to fall asleep. He didn't even feel tired at all. He's not going to leave the bathtub until he's no longer sweating, so he decides to turn on the shower to see if it helps.

The shower contributed to the overwhelming sensation he kept trying to resist. Nonetheless, as the water got on the skin, it began to wash all that piss away. The sweat was being drained faster than before. He decided maybe some soap will help, too. He's not sure if body soap will cleanse the plastic that his skin was now made of. He applied the soap to the loofah, spread it around the loofah, and then used the loofah to spread the soap over the entire body. He had to make sure to apply it to his permanent boots, too. This, of course, also meant having to endure the erotic senses of his diaper crotch.

The second the loofah touched it, he couldn't stop rubbing it around, again looking for a climax in hopes that cum will come out eventually. Still, nothing came out of it, but at least he can now just rinse everything off.

After letting the water get the soap all off of him, he grabbed his towel and now had to dry himself. Again, he had to try to overcome his diaper's feeling. He couldn't resist the temptation, so he immediately started rubbing his crotch all around the bathtub. Nothing still came out, no matter how hard he rubbed, but he couldn't stop. Cum or not, it still felt good. So he was still doing it.

"OwO What's this?" said a mysterious voice, gaining his attention.