Moving in (With Sophia)

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A woman who moves to NYC rooms with a girl she soon finds out to reveal something in Sophia she never knew before, the love of pee.

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Moving in (With Sophia) Chapter 2

Chapter Two: Night 1 Sophia stepped back in to the apartment and Shannon followed. It was a nice place. It was painted white, with pictures hanging on the walls. Welcome, Sophia said You have nice place Shannon said. Thank you, do you want anything to drink or eat? Sure, do you have any water? I do, I’ll go get you a bottle. Sophia came back, one big bottle for Shannon, and one for herself. They sat down, and both immediately downed their water. It’s late Sophia said, we should get some sleep and talk in the morning. I agree, where do I sleep for tonight? Shannon asked. You can sleep with me for the first night Sophia said. Okay Shannon replied. They both soon found themselves in Sophia’s bed, and everything was perfect, except one thing, neither of them had peed, and had drank a lot. The next morning Shannon awoke in a big puddle in Sophia’s bed. Oh no, she thought, I wet the bed! Shannon felt her jeans, they were soaking wet, she felt around her in the bed, soaking wet as well. She felt next to Shannon, and then noticed something, something very strange. Shannon was wearing a diaper. A diaper. Shannon felt the butt of Sophia’s diaper, it was wet, no, more soaked than Shannon’s pants. Shannon tapped Sophia on the shoulder, who woke up in an instant. Sophia, I wet the bed Shannon shamefully admitted. I had a feeling you would Sophia replied. And you are wearing a diaper, and it’s soaked! Shannon exclaimed. I know that too, I always wear a diaper, I am a bed wetter. You are? Yep, since I was a kid, now, let’s get up and get you changed Sophia said. Sophia got out of bed and rubbed her crotch through her diaper. Come with me Sophia said to Shannon. Shannon followed behind her. Sophia went to a closet and pulled out a package of diapers. It looks like we have around the same waist, I’ll get you the same one I do Sophia said, now follow me. Sophia laid Shannon down on the couch. Sophia, what are you doing? Shannon asked nervously. I’m changing you she replied, pulling down Shannon’s jeans and underwear. Stop! Shannon exclaimed, kicking at Sophia, but it was no use, Sophia was very strong and Shannon could not move. Sophia took out a bottle of baby powder and sprinkled some on Shannon’s damp pussy, she put a diaper on Shannon and put on the straps. The diaper was covered with colorful art, and it looked like a toddler’s diaper, except big enough to fit Shannon or Sophia. What the hell did you do! Shannon yelled. Alright, admit you like them Sophia replied. Shannon stopped, I don’t like them! She exclaimed. Are you sure? Sophia asked, with a persuading tone in her voice. It was sort of a lie, Shannon actually did like the diapers, how soft they were, the design, oh, and the way they crinkled. Shannon had to admit, she liked it, and it, was hot. I actually do kind of like them, Shannon said, trying to decide whether or not she liked them. It was strange, they were diapers, weren't they? Babies wore diapers, and incontinent people. She felt like a kid wearing them. The bulkiness, the way they cradled her, all brought her back to when she was a child, her period of incontenince. It was almost a feeling of nostalgia, not almost, it was! By God it was! It was just like her childhood . She remembered it well, until she was 13, she wore diapers. She was like Sophia, she was a bed wetter, but she was not nearly as old as Sophia, being 25, when she wet the bed. There it all was, the nights of waking up and losing it right before she could pull the God damned diapers down, right in front of the toilst. The nights that seemed endless of her mother saying, "Don't worry Shannon, we get past this together the next night", and the next night, and the next night, and the next night. All the awkward times of her mother going in to the other room with her friends parents at sleepovers, the other parent being told Shannon was a bed wetter and she wore diapers and it was not to worry, but sometimes she still got kicked out, her friends wondering what her parents were talking about, and then the friend going to her mother and coming back knowing the news, sometimes discusted. Yes, that was it, yes. Now, you wearing a diaper, so why don't we see how much you can fill that diaper up said Sophia. Sophia, I don't think I want to wet it, I don't want to go back to those days. What she had said immediately caught her eye, and Shannon saw her eyebrows raise in suspicion. Now, tell me, what exactly are "those days"? Sophia raised her fingers as air quotes. Well, I guess I'll tell you, it'd not exactly like I can really keep this from you Shannon began. As a kid, up until I was 13, I was a full on bed wetter and wore diapers and a mattress protector to sleep, every night. I was taken to therapy, the school guidance counselor, everything, most of my friends thought I was crazy. And one day, it finally stopped, one day, I just didn't wet the bet, my mother was astounded, she even gave me some water to drink, about a glass and a half to see if see shouldn't have gotten her hopes up, and surely enough, the urge hit me in my sleep, and I got up. Well then, I guess we'll be filling up that diaper then Sophia said, walking to the kitchen, Shannon followed. Sophia took out a glass of water and filled it. Sophia, I don't want to, Shannon whined. Drink Sophia said, putting her on her knees . Soph- Sophia put the glass to her lips and forced her to down the full glass of water. Sophia had just dominated her, and she liked it. Good, now, I'm going to refill the glass and you'll drink until I say you've had enough Sophia muttered, now, go in to the guest room, the room next to mine, and lay down, I assume you'll know what to lay in. Okay Shannon began, Okay master. Shannon had just said master, without being told, she really did like what was going on, didn't she. Shannon walked in to guest room and was astounded by what she saw. The room was decorated as a baby's nursey, Disney characters on the wall, a big crib made to fit an adult lay at the wall. Shannon walked over to it and climbed in. The interior was soft and was crampt. Shannon lied down, she felt nice in the crib. She stood up again, noticing a binkie on a table next to the crib, she assumed it was for her and she took it, placing it in her mouth, and laying back down. Sophia came in a minute later, I see you have already grown accustomed to your new style of living. Sophia took the binkie out of Shannon's mouth and gave her the water, this time in a bottle with a nipple on it. Shannon sucked the water down and felt the first one hit her bladder, and Shannon knew the second would soon be on it's way. A few moments later Sophia came back with a third and then a fourth. Shannon felt full and all the water had made its way to her bladder a few minutes later. Shannon started to cross her legs, and then she transferred her hands from her binkie to her bladder. With not much room to move around, she found it increasingly harder to hold it, but with her hands, she was still managing. Sophia came in and put a bag type thing around her hands, allowing her to move them, but with the fact she could not grab anything with her hands, it was useless. Shannon soon felt the urge to poop, and a strong one come on, Sophia had probably laced her water with Laxative powder Shannon thought. Shannon's bladder was completely full. She crossed and uncrowded her legs, trying to hold it back with all force, including her poop which was now trying to escape by all means nesecarry. Shannon's bladder felt like it was going to explode. Shannon rolled around and started to spurt in to her diaper. Those spurts became longer and longer until she lost all control, including her poop. Four glasses worth of water and a day or two worth of poop came jetting out, liquidy. She soaked her diaper and felt wet, liquidy, poop covering her butt. Sophia soon returned. D Did someone have an accident, ooh, and what's this, it looks like someone messed her diaper too. Sophia came to Shannon and pulled back her diaper, immediately seeing a naughty someone had a huge brown and yellow mess in their diaper. You can't stay like that forever, and neither can I, let's get you a bath, you're too big for the sink, so I guess we'll wash together.

MagicMike123

 

The Trip

Moving In (With Sophia) Shannon’s plane rocked turbulently through the air of the dark, stormy night sky above New York. The loud speaker on the plane came to life; We’re currently experiencing some turbulence, Please keep your seatbelts on, expect touch down at Laguardia Airport in roughly twenty minutes. Shannon crossed her legs tightly, Great, twenty more minutes of hell. Shannon had had two bottles of water and a Venti Iced Coffee from Starbucks. She had slept for most of the few hour flight from Dallas to New York City. She woke up about fifteen minutes ago when she almost peed her pants. She had let out a large spurt in her pants and it had left a small but unnoticeable mark on her faded denim jeans. She leaned over the passenger beside her who still was asleep, looking at the overhead sign for the bathroom. The light was off. Now was a better time than ever. The last fifteen minutes she had been awake both lights for the two bathrooms had been on constantly, flipping on and off every two or so minutes. Shannon undid her seat belt and got up, squeezing past the person sitting next to her, surprising not waking the woman up. Shannon stumbled in to the isle, almost falling down but quickly regaining her balance. Shit. There was a flight attendant walking directly towards her down the isle. Excuse me Mam She began, I’m sorry but you have to sit down, the seatbelt light is on. But I really have to use the bathroom Shannon protested, like a little girl to her mother. I’m sorry, but I’m going to have to ask you to sit down. Fine Shannon said under her breath. She sat down, squeezing again past the woman sitting down next to her, the woman mumbling something intelligible in her sleep. She had just been denied access the bathroom, despite her pleas and her aching bladder. Bitch. She released a spurt in to her pink cotton panties. Not one, or two but three, eventually turning in to six. She wasn’t going to hold on much longer. Her bladder burned trying to force the pee out of her suffering peehole. Then, by God’s grace, she heard the noise, the noise that saved her life. The beep that signaled the offing of the seatbelt light. Shannon burst up from her seat letting out another spurt in to her panties, almost losing control. She pushed through the persons legs, waking the woman up from her deep sleep. She didn’t care, it was her chance. She bolted towards the bathroom in the front of the plane’s cabin, almost knocking an elderly man to the ground. She finally reached the bathroom. The door was stuck, but the forced it open and locked it, the lights coming to life. Shannon didn’t even bother to put toilet paper down on the seat. She sat down and undid her belt. She grabbed her zipper and pulled down. But it didn’t budge. She tugged on it again. Nothing. She started to lose control, she could feel her pee shooting out. Just in time she pulled down and half peed through her damp pink panties. She peed for what seemed like a full eternity, which according to her Casio calculator watch was probably only around a minute, no more. She finished her long pee and got up, examining the damages done to her panties and jeans. Her panties were practically soaked, and her jeans a big dark patch on, but she was sure no one would notice. She wiped her bum, wiping the toilet seat off with the same piece of paper, and closing the lid, flushing the toilet. Shannon washed her hands, exiting the lavatory. As she exited, the man standing by the door waiting gave her a dirty look, probably noticing her pants, and entered the lavatory, shutting the door. Shannon made one final squeeze past the woman, who was now wide awake and getting her bag together, sitting down. Hi, Shannon said, sorry if I awoke you before, I barely made it to the bathroom. I can see that the woman replied, obviously seeing her wet patch on the back of her jeans, which she probably got a face full of as Shannon went by. I’m Shannon by the way. I’m Julie, nice to meet you Shannon she replied. The loud speaker came back to life; Passengers, we are beginning our descent, please put your seat belts back on and prepare for a bumpy landing. Where are you going to? Julie asked. New York, hehe, I’m going to my apartment at West 16th street Shannon replied. Nice, I was visiting my grandmother in North Dallas, I live on 24th street. A few minutes later the plane landed and Shannon said her last goodbyes to Julie and left the plane. Shannon walked out in to the isle and took her bags from the overhead compartment. She glanced out the windows and could see the weather had not one bit let up. Shannon carried her bag to the front of the plane and got off it, traveling through the exit tunnel to the inside of the airport. She had never been to Laguardia before. Shannon took her bags to the nearest airport and grabbed another venti iced coffee, the needed fuel for the long trip to her new apartment. She paid the barista and took the coffee down and took her bags to the car pick up. She had had her car driven up a few days in advance so she wouldn’t have to rent a car until it arrived. Shannon’s car was a 2010 Dodge Charger. For her, the charger was a perfect vehicle, a four door vehicle with a lot of power. She opened the door and loaded her bags in to the trunk and back seat. She nearly filled the car with all the stuff she took with her, the passenger seat was still the only free seat. Shannon got on the road, and made the trip to her house. After all the stops and detours, she arrived at her apartment an hour shy of midnight. The street it was on looked nice. A few tall buildings in either direction, a hair dresser across from her apartment, which seemed to be in view of her 5th story window. She parked her car on the street and took herself up the elevator to the fifth floor. The apartment building had one to each floor, which was good so she just had to go straight to the elevator, and she could get down stairs to check the mail or whatever she happened to be needing to do, without the neighbors seeing her in her exposing black robe. Shannon almost hesitated, as she didn’t want to annoy her new roommate, Sophia. She had to live in an apartment with a roommate, one to guide her through her new life in the Big Apple, and two, so the rent would be payable, it was amazing what they charged for rent in New York City these days. Shannon made a firm knock on the door, not twice but three times, just to make sure Sophia heard her. She could her Sophia yawn, and then come walking toward her door. Shannon could hear at least three locks being undone. Let’s just hope those three locks are for safety and she’s not going murder me, and throw me down the incinerator chute. Sophia opened the door. She was cute, wearing a pale pink night gown, with an apparent wet spot on the crotch. She must’ve recently had an encounter with the bathroom as Shannon had before on the airplane. Sophia had blonde hair with frequent brown streaks, dirty blonde, obviously dyed. Hi, I’m Sophia” Sophia said. Hi Sophia, it’s Shannon, from Dallas, I’m your new roommate. Shannon replied. It’s nice to finally see you in person, Sophia said. You too Shannon said. Come on in, we’ll get your bags in the morning Sophia replied, I think you will like it here.

MagicMike123

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