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THE VACATION - PART 3 BY: Hooked6 As soon as the door closed, Amanda began laughing hysterically. "You really got that poor maid all flustered didn't you?" she asked playfully. "You really ought to be ashamed of yourself. If I didn't know any better I would think that you LIKE to be naked." Just then my aunt and Susie returned with dinner. Their sudden entrance caught me standing there facing them, still quite aroused, as they entered the door. "BILLY!" exclaimed Aunt Kate. "Just what do you think you are doing?" Amanda explained the whole series of events to my aunt, which resulted in her sending me to the corner. I was really embarrassed knowing that now SUSIE too had seen my shame. I had to stand naked facing away from them as they ate their evening meal. Eventually I was allowed to eat, however and was put to bed - STILL without clothes as the girls went into the adjoining room to chat for a while. I tried not to make a sound as I laid in bed not wanting to draw further attention to myself. Soon it was time for my aunt to retire. I carefully watched with my eyes half-closed pretending to be asleep, as she started to undress. I was riveted to the scene unfolding before me. My heart began to race as she stepped out of her pants revealing her pretty blue panties. Then off came her top. She had on a matching blue bra. I was amazed that she did this with the lights still on - practically daring me to look at her. Surely she must have realized that I might see her. She walked back and forth to the bathroom and counter doing this and that. I had never seen a woman in her underwear before. I think the thing I remember most was her dark pubic hair showing through the semi-transparent material of her panties. How I really wanted to see more! I kept hoping she would take off her underwear too! I was soooo aroused under the sheet. Maybe this vacation wasn't going to be so bad after all. I would have done ANYTHING to see more of her . . . Unfortunately I wasn't so lucky. She put on a long nightshirt, turned off the lights and crawled into her bed. The next morning I was awakened to find Amanda, Susie and my aunt all dressed in our room and packing up. I yawned and stretched my arms and asked what time it was. "Oh good!" Said my aunt. "You're awake! I left out your clothes to wear and Susie will help you get into them." As I sat up in bed looking around for my things, I realized that I was still naked. I saw all three girls with smiles on their faces walking menacingly toward my roll-away bed. "What are you all looking at?" I asked. Before I could answer, my Aunt pulled away my sheet exposing me. I covered myself with my hands and said, "Where's my clothes? I would REALLY like to get dressed now, please." Amanda held out clean T-shirt and a feeling of relief came over me as I saw my aunt holding a pair of short pants. It was when I spied the diaper that Susie was holding that fear took hold. "OH, NO!" I cried "I'm not wearing that!" I protested. My aunt sternly replied, "OH YES YOU ARE young man!" We have a lot of driving to do and we aren't stopping every 10 minutes for you to pee. AND I'm not having another accident in my car, is that understood?" As I continued to shake my head in protest, my aunt pushed me flat upon the bed and held my chest down so that I couldn't get up. Amanda was laughing as Susie came closer and said mockingly, "Lift up your bottom LITTLE BOY. I need to put your widdle diddy on." Amanda then grabbed a hold of my ankles and spread them apart. I was trapped. I grudgingly lifted up my butt as Susie placed the diaper underneath my bottom and began fastening the sides of the disposable adult diaper. Angrily I said "But I can hold it. I'm NOT A LITTLE BOY! I had ONE little accident. I DON"T NEED A DIAPER, HONEST!" My aunt grabbed my jaw and turned me toward her, "You pipe down buster or you'll wear NOTHING at all, got it?" I reluctantly gave in and cooperated. I knew by the look in her eyes that she meant it. I was forced to get out of bed as the girls stood giggling at my appearance. "It's a little loose, but I think it will do the job," said Susie. I was utterly humiliated as I stepped into my pants and put on my shirt. Finally we were ready to go. As I walked down the stairs, I was acutely aware of a crinkling sound that the diaper made against my pants with every step I took. I could only hope that no one else could hear it or figure out what it was if they did. The diaper felt really weird against my penis and balls. It wasn't at all like wearing underwear. We stopped at another fast-food place along the way for breakfast. Once again we dined inside. I just knew that everyone in that place had figured out that I was wearing a diaper. I kept to myself and looked at the floor most of the time. After breakfast, I resumed my place in the backseat with Amanda as Susie and my Aunt sat up front. Like the day before, we drove and drove with hardly any stops. After several hours I soon had the urge to pee, but I knew better than to say anything. I figured that if I had to go, sooner or later the girls would too. No such luck. My aunt kept driving and my bladder was about to burst. I couldn't wait much longer. "Are we going to stop soon? " I asked innocently. My aunt said, "No Billy, not for another 30 minutes or so, why?" I couldn't tell her the real reason so I lied, "Oh my legs are just tired from sitting is all." My aunt saw through my cover-up and looked back at me in the rear view mirror and said cutely, "You don't have to pee do you, Billy?" I shook my head negatively. There was no way I was going to admit that I did. Eventually I could hold it no longer. Amanda kept looking at me with a smile as I sat there next to her. In desperation I finally began to urinate into my diaper. The warm liquid felt weird against my skin but it was soon absorbed into the diaper material. I really had to strain at times as it was hard to pee with a girl sitting next to me. I wondered if she knew what I was doing. Feeling better with my bladder emptied I began to worry about being discovered and how I would hide this diaper after coming to a stop. I figured that, once alone, I could throw it away and put my pants on without it and no one would be the wiser. Soon my aunt pulled into a rest area and parked the car near some trash cans. "Do you have to use the restroom, Billy?" she asked as she got out of the car. "No I'm OK," I said wanting her to think that I didn't have a small kid's bladder and that I could hold it as long as they could. That was the wrong thing to say. "I don't believe him," said Aunt Kate. "Amanda, check his diaper, I think the little boy had an accident." Amanda was all too eager to comply. She quickly grabbed at the front of my pants, pulling them away from my body with one hand and slid her other hand - palm side down- into my diaper below my belly button. She felt around clumsily, at times brushing her fingers against my privates, until she announced, "You were right Kate, he's had an accident, all right." "Tsk, tsk," said Susie. "It's a good thing you bought a whole box, Kate." My aunt went to the trunk as Amanda pushed the front seat back and climbed out leaving me alone in the car. Amanda returned with a bottle of Baby wipes and another clean diaper and told me to lay down on the backseat. I was too humiliated to resist, so I did as she said. As everyone watched, she pulled my pants off and unfastened my diaper. I was sure that some stranger would happen to walk by and see this horrible site. "Yuck!" Amanda exclaimed as she tossed the heavy material outside the car. I gasped as she rubbed the cold, wet baby wipe across my privates and between my legs. "Do a good job," my aunt instructed. "Don't want him to get a bad case of diaper rash." At that everyone laughed. "Too bad we don't have any baby powder," lamented Susie. Once again I was forced to wear a baby's garment as protection. The girls used the facilities as I was made to wait in the car. Mercifully we were on our way. "It won't be long now. We are almost to the cabin," said Aunt Kate. If I had only known what lay awaiting me after reaching the cabin, I wouldn't have been so eager to get there.