Jon's mood had slightly dampened now but he wanted to try to make the most of this evening. Who knew what tomorrow would hold. He tried to look at the positives. He was drinking beer, with a friend his own age, away from his parents. Sure, he happened to be wearing a pink, girls diaper but aside from that things were pretty good.
Being a teenager, Jon hadn't had much chance to drink beer yet in his life. The few times he had, he'd enjoyed but one thing he had learned is that beer made you need to pee quite frequently. As Biff finished his beer and excused himself to go to the bathroom, Jon felt himself go again, wetting the front of his diaper. He laughed to himself and just pressed his hand on the front of the diaper feeling it get a bit heavier. "At least that's one small advantage to being diapered," he thought to himself.
Jon watched as Biff returned with two more beers. He studied Biff's movements. He knew Biff was determined to be himself this evening but much like Jon's reliance on the diapers, there were some feminine characteristics coming through with Biff. More so as he drank more beer. Biff's hips swayed from side to side as he sauntered across the room. As he sat on the couch he instinctively ran one hand down his back as if he were smoothing a skirt as he sat. He handed Jon a beer and smiled at him. He took a small sip from his own beer and asked if Jon was hungry? Jon replied that he was and Biff decided to order a pizza. He pulled out his phone an dordered online. When he was finished he sat back, once again with his legs crossed.
Jon watched Biff taking the delicate sips of his beer and suddenly became conscious of how he himself was acting. He was doing the opposite of Biff, almost nursing from his bottle of beer. He was still taking small sips but his mouth was almost constantly on the bottle and he was getting some comfort from that.
It wasn't long before the doorbell rang.
