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Chapter 1 It was a bright and sunny day in the downtown market strip. This area’s always bustling with different sets of crowds. You have your jocks who run through with high socks, average friends hanging out, and older woman who come for their afternoon shop. These types of things Nano could always notice. She could even figure out whether or not how someone’s day could have been going just from gestures alone. She wore a white blazer from her all girl’s high school and a blue skirt. Jet black hair that ran down past her shoulders. And a pair of gentle blue eyes. Despite being alone, she would always catch some eyes. But she would reply to all with a lovely smile. This street was always on her way home from school, and so she decided to check it out. “Amasaki, come here, come here,” spoke an elder shop keeper. Nano looked over at the man with a gentle smile and walked on over. “Ah, you just came in time.” “Ah, Outsuki, how do you do,” Nano said with a kind expression that belonged on a get well card. “I keep saying this, but you don’t have to be so formal.” The old man named Outsuki ran a food shop that was on the edge line. This would always catch most customer’s eyes, as well as the reoccurring Nano. Nano and Outsuki became quick acquaintances, especially when it came to the daily special. “Ah, I apologize. So why I came at the right time?” Nano remembering vaguely how he said that. “Yes, the All-Year antiques store is having a sale today.” This caught Nano’s ears as fast as a moth to a light source. “I believe the one item you we’re wanting is now on sale.” He didn’t even need to say another word, as Nano was already bought. “Thank you very much,” Nano bowed slightly and walked off with a smile. She could also catch a slight glimpse of the old man Outsuki smiling back. The All-Year antiques was only a few blocks in, but it only felt a single to Nano. She had charged in with excitement like a puppy getting its first treat. Once she entered the view of the store, she saw the desired item peering out to her. Almost as if it was calling to her, “come get me.” Nano knew, this was meant to be. Amasaki Nano, was a girl who was in her second year of high school. Despite having beautiful hair that is on par with swans, she also has a kindred heart. She cares deeply for others more than herself. But she also looks forward with a bright smile. As well as having a taste in antiques. Most anyone can get along her, but those who have dreary lives despise her. This is where Nano experienced some bullying in her life. Her shoes were taken, and her desk was left a mess. Nano tried to not let this get to her, but it bugged her. Before the group could do anything further, a girl named Nishigi Miki walked in. Miki stepped was watching the girls from the sidelines after her kendo practice. Once she saw them take the shoes and dirty the desk, she couldn’t wait any longer. She stepped in and the trio scattered instantly like ants before the girl titled “Titan”. And despite Miki being almost a polar opposite of Nano, they became best friends. The item Nano wanted was on sale for half off. She was very pleased with this deal. And after she paid for the item, she turned to the right. To her right was many antiques hanging on a wall, and boxes that had tags with writing on them. She got closer and noticed these were all plain wishes. One was for world peace, another for money. Despite there being money in a box for a wish to gain money, they were all generic. Nano knew no matter how hard one could wish, they’d never be granted them. Not only that, but she noticed that no cheap change was put in each box. She’d have thought most people would just drop a 10 yen coin in and call it a day, but she saw 100 yen or more each. She reached her hand above the wish for a miracle cure, as there was a tag that was just hanging there. It read, wishes for the world. “No kidding,” Nano thought. But she reached over and felt nothing behind the red curtain behind each box. This must have meant there was something else here than just a wall. Not wanting to get caught for her curiosity, she looked at the cashier and noticed they were busy with another customer. So she peeked under the curtain and found a white box versus the others being a blue color. There was also some red lights on the wall around as well. It almost seemed like an exhibit someone made to showcase something. But like the other blue boxes, this white box also had a tag on it. Though unlike the generic wishes, Nano could not believe the wish on this one. It read, “I wish to never need the ladies restroom.” Nano thought this had to be a joke, but checked to see if any coins had been added. She quickly scanned no coins, but thought that was probably because either they couldn’t believe this wish, or see it from under the curtain. “Well, this is certainly different,” Nano thought as she decided to pull out a coin anyways. She always thought to be different than the others, so why not put something in here even though it’s so bizarre. And so she pulled out a 10 yen coin which was not used in any of the other boxes. Nano put the coin above the box, and she grew somewhat nervous about placing it in there. Then she began to think, “Well not like it will happen like the other wishes. And even if it did, I wouldn’t mind not needing to use the restroom.” Then she dropped the coin into the box. It swirled around 3 times before dropping. Now feeling satisfied, she backed away from the curtain and walked out with her purchased item. She continued to walk off out of the shopping street and gave another thanks and bow to Outsuki for his information. He gave her a snack as well just for being herself and a joy for him to talk with each day. So she continued to walk away and more towards her house, but with a bizarre thought about the one coin she dropped into the one wishing box. Chapter 2 Just as Nano was about to walk off from the shopping street, she heard a familiar voice. “Nano,” the voice sounded like her best friend Miki. Nano turned around to see her short hair friend Miki. Seeing her brought a smile to Nano’s face. Miki had shorter hair than Nano as it only went over her ears. She also didn’t have as much of a bust as Nano. But despite being a flat chest, she was quite taller. With a body tone fit to take on a brick wall and green eyes that pierces her opponent, Miki had gained the title “Titan.” Nano was quite pleased to have ran into Miki. “Hey Miki, you just finish practice?” Miki’s kendo practice was for an extensive amount of time, even longer than the school allows for its students to stay. So seeing the determined Miki at this time was surprising. “Yup, I decided to head out early today,” Miki said with a dexterous grin. “You didn’t get hit did you?” Nano always worries that her skilled friend may get worked up too much if she took a hit. As the titan Miki usually goes unhittable at practice. “Of course I didn’t. How could someone at my caliber take a single blow during practice, ha ha ha.” Miki laughed gloatingly. Nano worried when they first met whether she gloated too much or not. But soon realized she put hard effort behind her and determination for each and every match—even if they were practice. And she showed sportsmanship to those who faced her by giving them a hand when they fell. “Then what brings you out from practice then?” If it wasn’t for taking a hit, then something else must be the case to bring Miki out of a dojo. “My mother asked for me to help around the house,” Miki replied quickly almost as if to dodge the possibility of her taking a hit. But Nano knew better to believe in what her friend said. “Ah, I see. Want to walk with me then?” Nano amiably asked. “Sure I’ll walk ya home,” Miki said with a large smile. This in turn, made Nano laugh with delight. The two of them spend time on the weekends together, but rarely do they walk home from school. This type of rare event always brought Nano joy. As they took their first step, Miki noticed the shopping bag Nano held. “Oh, what did you get today?” asked the curious Miki. Nano stood there with a belated grin, almost as if to say “never thought you’d ask.” She began to pull the glass antique out from the bag. “They had that one antique I’ve been really wanting on sale today, so I couldn’t resist,” Nano said displaying the antique next to her smile. Miki wasn’t surprised to see a new antique in Nano’s hands, but was quite happy for her friend to get the one she wanted. “That’s awesome. Can I hold it?” She held her hand out, but Nano pulled the antique away. “No, remember the last time I let you see one of my antiques?” Nano said with a pouty face. “Hmm, I don’t seem to remember,” Miki spoke with a confused expression. Then she grew a despairing look of remembrance. She remembered how she broke one of her antiques just from holding it. “Now I remember, I’m sorry about that.” “I said it was fine before, you just need to have a gentle touch,” Nano exclaimed to the confused Miki. “Though, I think you can’t ever touch something gently other than with a tight grip.” “I can touch things gently,” Miki attempted to be redeemed. “Like what?” “Like…” Miki didn’t have a response. She then lowered her head in defeat. Nano began to pat on her shoulder. “There, there. At least you don’t lose in kendo.” The statement appeared to be very effective. Miki sprang back up and almost appeared to be at the top of the world. “Now that is a great statement,” Miki said with a slight laugh. And the both of them felt their spirits lifted. “Well, these roads won’t be walking themselves.” She pointed out that they should probably start their walk in which they haven’t. They even brought attention towards those entering and leaving the shopping district. “Yeah, that would probably be a wise idea,” Nano agreed and they proceeded to walk off. They walked through a few neighborhoods before reaching the residence of Amasaki. This was Nano’s destination as Miki stopped to watch her walk towards the front door. They waved to each other goodbye, as Nano opened the front door. Nano walked in and closed the door behind her. She took off her shoes on the hard tile floor and stepped up onto the wooden floor. A few feet to her right led to the kitchen/diner, to the left was the living room, and a bit back was the stairs. But now that she got home, she had to announce it. “I’m home.” After, she heard pitter-patter rushing down the stairs. The small steps in between belonged to the young girl who was her sister. “Welcome home, nee-chan,” said the ever smiling young sister. “How’s your day been Yui?” asked the pleased Nano. “I had fun today!” Yui shouted with excitement. “Oh, with what?” Nano continued the conversation. And Yui continued to explain the different things that happened at school. She continued to talk while Nano listened and walked up to her room. After walking in her room, Yui began to quiet down. Yui, the younger sister of Nano was the only sibling Nano had. At the age of seven years old, stood barely above Nano’s waist line. Like Nano, she had black hair and blue eyes. She always looked up to her sixteen year old sister for help on the many things she needed help with. Either that being cooking or homework, Nano would be delighted to help. Nano then pulled out her antique to place on her dresser to the right. The dresser was covered by many other antiques like the other storage areas in her room. A bookshelf to the corner on the right, the table on the left and even the window shelf. But there was one spot remaining on the dresser. And when Nano placed it on that spot, she knew it truly was a great purchase. “Oh, it’s so pretty sis,” Yui said with delight. She kept a bright smile while looking at the multicolored glass rabbit. Even though she’d like to hold it, she knew better. Otherwise she would be scolded by her older sister. It was during the evening when Nano began to break out her homework. Yui and Nano just ate a mild spice curry that Nano prepared. She received a text from her mother saying that she’ll be late with work again, as usual. Nano always wished that they could at least spend more time together. Even if their father was busy, she’d still like the three girls to at least be able to do family related things. She envied all the different family talk overheard during class. But now Nano could think of only how X was solved. Around the same time Nano works on her homework, Yui does hers. Though unlike the clever Nano, Yui will generally ask her older sister for help on her homework when needed. Nano will also receive texts regularly from Miki on their homework. Despite the responsibility, Nano appreciates those who look up to her for support. Just as Nano was beginning to think of her sister Yui, Yui walked into her room with a book. The cover being a Japanese book, was usually the case for Yui’s need. “Sis, I need your help,” Yui cried for help as she handed Nano the open book. Nano took it from Yui, and began to skim what she may be struggling with. Then she found the likely culprit. “Ah, this can be a tricky one.” Nano began to teach Yui about the different symbols and placements for them in each sentence. When Yui began to smile, Nano knew she came to a realization of understanding it. “Thanks, nee-chan.” Yui ran off with a skip and a smile. Just like how Nano would always like to see her younger sister be. Before Nano would go to bed, she’d be the first to take a bath. After she’d finish, Yui would take a bath. Nano always liked her nightly warm baths. She almost felt like she could sit in the warm waters all night. But despite her wishes for relaxation, she knew she can’t stay in there for too long. After changing into her pink pajama pants and button up shirt, she was ready for bed. Just as she crawled into the yellow blanket, she heard the front door opening. “Oh, that must be my parents,” Nano thought. But no call for announcing their entry, so Nano paid it no heed to go welcome them back. Other than telling her sister goodnight, and drifting off to sleep. The next thing she saw was a sign for the ladies room with an open doorway into the restroom. She walked in and immediately felt herself needing to use the restroom. So Nano opened a stall, and saw a plain white toilet. But the next thing she couldn’t believe was how the toilet started to disappear and glitter away. The yellow sparkles went flying past her as she turned around to see where they went. But they disappeared into thin air. She still felt the need to go, so she opened up another stall to see this toilet undergo the same process. Not only that, but yellow glitter floated from underneath all the stalls. This told Nano she wouldn’t be going to the restroom anytime soon, despite her needing it desperately. Right after all the glitter vanished, the stalls tumbled to the right of her almost like dominos. But before each one fell completely over, they bent completely in half. Now each appeared as if they were tables. Though with the sudden change in shape, Nano felt she no longer needed the restroom. Fearing she may have had an accident, she bent over to see any spill. But there was nothing to be seen. She no longer needed the restroom, and so she walked out. From one odd site to another, her younger sister Yui stood before her with a green pacifier in her mouth. Nano couldn’t believe her eyes that her sister was sucking on a pacifier like a baby would. A quick turn to her right, and she saw her mother, short black hair and tall as miki standing with a baby bottle in hand. Her mother had a big smile on her face as she placed the bottle into Nano’s mouth. The cloudy white milk began to enter into her mouth and down her throat. While drinking the delectable milk from the baby bottle, she felt the need to pee desperately again. But with all her might, she couldn’t move from drinking the bottle. She looked over at her mother who had a warm and pleasant motherly smile. Nano felt odd with what her mother said, “Everything will be alright. You no longer will need, the ladies room. Just let it all go, like you’re sister.” She looked over at Yui, and noticed the seven year old girl wearing a diaper and a white shirt squatting. Nano felt that she was just about to do the same, when the sound of an alarm went off. Squinting her eyes with the sunlight coming through the blinds, Nano reached her hand over to shut her alarm off. She felt the dream she encountered was both very odd, but lifelike. Chapter 3 Sitting up, her room didn’t’ appear any different. Fearing from the life-like dream, she scanned to find any differences. But soon heard a knock on her door. “Nee-chan, I need your help like usual,” Yui asked from the other side of the door. Nano wondered what her younger sister could need during the morning. Especially if it was something regularly. She thought onto the past to see if Yui did ever ask for help on anything, but could only think of homework. And Nano was sure Yui completed hers the night before. So that really led to a question, “What could it be?” “Okay, I’m awake,” Nano answered. “Thank you,” Yui replied opening the door. Yui was wearing the same blue nightgown she was the night before. But didn’t have anything big and clunky like a book in her hand. “What could my sister be needing?” Nano began to wonder. Then a stench hit her nose like food cooked in the morning. However, this was no salivating scent, but a putrid smell of poop. It almost smelt like someone took one right in her room. Then she realized, it came from Yui. Nano was in disbelief that her sister had crapped her pants, as she was a seven year old girl and fully toilet trained. She also couldn’t believe her sister wasn’t in tears, but actually smiling. It was like Yui was happy about Nano cleaning up her mess. That’s when the realization happened, this must be what she’s after. “Yui, did you go?” Nano reluctantly asked. “Yup nee-chan, I went in my sleep again,” Yui answered quickly. And Nano couldn’t believe to hear the word “again.” It was only a couple years ago when Yui wet the bed, but she no longer did so. And this was clearly a big accident that has never happened before. Nano still got up out of bed to help her sister get cleaned up. That was when she saw her sister hopping up on her bed and laying backwards. Then an object from Yui’s tiny hands came into view. Nano’s jaw dropped as what she saw was a white diaper with a bunch of cat patterns on it. It almost seemed like that one dream was becoming a reality. Despite the odd finding, she took her sisters diaper and thought Yui was wanting a change. She lifted the young girls skirt to find the same type diaper in her hand around the waist of Yui. The only difference was the one Yui wore, appeared soggy and had a large bulge. Nano knew now that Yui did go in her pants, but apparently in her sleep. But just before she was about to change the young girls dirty diaper, she knew she needed the right utensils. Nano thought that something is really strange with the day, but if this was reality then she should have useful tools in her middle drawer of her dresser. And just as she suspected, there was a pink changing mat, baby wipes as well as powder. She took all the tools back over to Yui who continued to lay on her bed. Placed out the changing mat underneath her bottom. Lifting up the skirt again, Nano began to un-tape her sister’s dirty diaper. Yui had a slight giggle from the changing process. As she pulled the diaper down, a worse stench and sight appeared before Nano. The sight of Yui’s dark brown poop just sitting there made her cringe. But she didn’t want to make her sister feel bad in any way, so she pulled some wipes and began to clean up the mess around Yui’s bottom. After she got her bottom cleaned, she rolled up the dirty diaper and it was now ready to be tossed. But before she could toss away the dirty diaper, she needed to get her sister changed into a new one. So she took the new diaper and opened it up. Placing it under her sister and clicking open the top of the baby powder, she began to sprinkle the powder on her sister. After several sprinkles, she then pulled up the diaper and tapped it up. Yui was now in a clean diaper. Before she was about to take the dirty diaper to toss, her sister grabbed it. “Don’t worry about that big sis, I have it. And thanks for changing me.” The smile on her sister made it worthwhile. Even though Nano was confused, she was going to continue on with her day as usual. Before she could take another forward towards her doorway, she felt a tug on the back part of her pajama pants. She turned around to see her sister hunched over, revealing herself of the culprit. “Your dry this morning nee-chan,” Yui said as she jumped off the bed. Nano couldn’t believe the words towards her. She now knew why there was an odd feeling in her pants, and that was because she too was wearing a diaper. Nano looked down at her pajama pants and could instantly see a bulge from the padding she wore under. As her sister waddled past her, she pulled her pants down to reveal what she was wearing. She couldn't believe her eyes for a third time in the day. Her jaw dropped even more as she found herself in a pink tinted diaper with several anime girls on the front as well as white outlined hearts around the entire pad. She couldn’t believe that she, a sixteen year old girl, who’s fully toilet trained since age one was now succumbed to a diaper. Not only that, but she couldn’t help but touch the front of her diaper. Even if it was weird, she still thought it felt decent enough. Pulling her pants back up, she walked over to her dresser to see if she may have some big girl undies to put on instead for her day. Nano couldn’t walk through the entire day in a diaper. “What would people say if they found out?” Nano began to think. “What would Miki think?” She began to panic once she opened the top drawer, only to find more diapers like the one she wore. There was no big girl undies for her to put on, which meant she was stuck wearing a diaper all day. But Nano could only imagine what would happen if people found out. She’d probably be perpetually branded baby, and be made fun of all day long. Miki would probably break their friendship, and she’d be all alone. So Nano hoped, that she would not get caught at all for the day. Even though she may not need the diaper, she didn’t want to wear nothing. Just as she was getting her school outfit out to change into, Nano felt an immediate pressure on her bladder. Despite not needing to go a second ago, she felt a desperate need to pee. She quickly ran towards the door and immediately could see the bathroom door to the right. But before she could take another step, she felt her bladder beginning to release. She quickly put her hands on top of her diaper to try and stop herself from going, but she only could feel a warm sensation wrapping around in her diaper. She couldn’t believe that not only was she wearing a diaper, but she was also using it. After a large stream entered into her diaper, she felt a huge relief. Despite having just gone in her pants, it still was soothing to Nano. She felt the soaked diaper and found it to be quite squishy. Though the weight of it increased causing the diaper to droop, Nano continued to go into the bathroom. Her mouth dropped instantly from what she saw. Instead of a toilet, there was a large low laying table. Nano now knew even if she made it to the bathroom, there was no toilet for her to use. The table in front of her was clearly made for changing diapers, which reminded her of the one drooping down between her legs. She also noticed bins that would be common for trash, but instead had rolled up diapers in them. One bin had diapers with the same pattern as Yui’s diaper, and the other bin had the same pattern Nano wore. But seeing the same pattern in this bin made Nano fear for the worst—she was expected to use her diaper. After changing into her school uniform, she now began to think about her diapered status. “What should I do?” Nano began to question. “My regular underwear isn’t in the drawer. And if I’m not able to use the toilet, then I would be forced to wear…a diaper.” She began to panic as she had nothing else to change into. “Well, it’s better than wearing nothing I suppose.” After reasoning with herself, she took a new diaper and changing supplies from her drawer and went into the bathroom. Nano knew she better change out of the wet diaper soon, so she quickly laid up on the table. Leaning up, she lifted her skirt to get a perfect view of her very swollen diaper. Without resisting, she put her hand on her diaper and gave her diaper a squeeze. After a few strokes, she began to take the tapes of her diaper off. She then removed the diaper from under her and rolled it up like she did with Yui’s diaper. She began to apply powder on herself with the new diaper under her. That’s when she realized, she was perfectly shaved. Before this day, she clearly remembered having hair down below. But now she had a perfect shave, almost as if no hair was there to begin with. After taking this in, she pulled her diaper up and applied the tapes. She was now in a clean diaper. After tossing the wet diaper into her bin, she left the bathroom and grabbed her blue school bag. Walking down the stairs quickly to make herself toast. It didn’t take long for the pieces of bread to pop-up for her to scarf down. Now that she had eaten something, she was ready to depart for school. Putting her shoes on by the front door, she leapt outside. Each step outside reminded her of what was beneath her skirt. The anime pattern diaper was one thing Nano wish she didn’t have to wear. But somehow, she now did. She began to question if the one dream had an effect, but feared more about what the others will say when they find out her secret. And what would Miki say if she found out. Nano didn’t want to know, so she hoped that no one will find out. Chapter 4 On her walk to school, she continued her thoughts for how reality came this way. What could have made this even possible? Nano wondered more and more, but couldn’t figure it out. She only remembers the dream showing both Yui and her being forced into this altered reality. So even the thought of possibly Miki being forced into this, was insane. Nano couldn’t even picture what Miki would be like forced to wear baby’s clothing. She arrived just on time as she walked in to the school. Her school building was a two story building that spanned at least six households across. Quickly climbing up the stairs and ignoring the fact of what she was wearing, she arrived in class 1-B and took her seat as the morning bell rang. Each of the other students began to scramble away from their friends and to their seats. Every one of these students were female, as it was an all-girls school. Hair colors varying from black, blonde, red and even blue. Most of the girls here talked the common gossip that was happening around them. Though Nano never particularly liked talking gossip about someone else. The thought began to recycle into her brain. What if everyone was talking about her secret? Maybe they all could tell just from her walking into the room. Nano quickly checked her skirt just to make sure it wasn’t undone, and to her fortune she found it secured in place. But the grim thoughts were not as secure. She couldn’t help but blush from the nervousness. A clang sound formed from the door to the front right of the room. This was due to the homeroom teacher who entered the room. She had a tall slender build with black hair as black as a raven’s feather. With dark square glasses, she was the home room teacher called Suichi. “How is everyone doing?” The general almost every day question she asks, and the reply is always “fine!” from everyone. Though one student wasn’t quite fine. Nano was too nervous to say anything, so she stayed quiet. The day proceeded as it usually did, first period was English who was taught by Suichi, then they had someone else come in to teach math. Nano was thankful that they didn’t have P.E. that day, as she didn’t know if she could live with her diaper on display. While during class, Nano began to concentrate more on her class work then what was underneath her skirt. This helped calm her down. She even felt like she almost forgot the problem she was having. Until a noise vibrated under her. “Rrrpptt,” Nano loudly farted. Her problem became even larger, causing her to open her eyes wide and turn red as an apple. Everyone in that room should have heard that. But despite her fears, no one looked at her. In fact nobody even reacted to it. Nano let a sigh go as she felt a little less worried now. But one thing she didn’t get, was how she didn’t even feel the need to fart before she actually did it. It was almost like earlier that morning how she felt the need to pee but went almost instantly after. Nano realized another piece to her dismay. If her sister Yui was completely toilet trained and yet had such an accident earlier that morning, then would that make Nano have the same? “Oh no,” Nano began thinking to herself. “That would mean I may end up pooping myself.” She then turned red with fear for the worst. It was soon close to lunch when Nano felt an immediate need to pee. Almost as an immediate reaction, Nano put her right hand to hold her front to try and hold it but did not succeed. The urge quickly poured out into her diaper, turning poor Nano into a red embarrassed state. She could feel the warmth spread instantly down and around her legs. It didn’t take long before she could feel herself being soothed from the relief despite being embarrassed about what she had done. It wasn’t long till the lunch break began. Nano was dreading this moment, as it meant she would meet up with Miki and eat at their usual spot outside. But unlike all the other times, Nano was wearing a diaper as well as being wet. Despite her fears, she proceeded to take her lunch out that she had made the previous day and walked outside the classroom. Even though she was afraid for Miki to somehow find out, she didn’t want to worry her either. As she walked out the front door, she looked towards the back door, which was towards the right, and could instantly see Miki walking with her usual scowl. “Hiya Nano,” Miki said with a wave as she walked up. Nano instantly felt her nerves soaring to the peaks with the wet diaper being under her skirt. Nano began to think back in her head on her situation, “It’s not like Miki will just peek under my skirt, I know her not to do such a thing. The only time she’s seen my underwear is when it was really windy and a large stroke hit us while she was behind me. I was able to cover the front of my skirt, but my back was completely showing. But she was a really good friend for having my back and blocking it from view. Though, she did compliment me for my pink underwear being cute too.” This thought made Nano begin to turn red. Miki, being the one watching her friend, could only guess what she could be thinking. “How are you feeling today?” It was a common conversation starter for Miki who didn’t do well for starting conversations, but she mostly felt concerned for Nano. Racing through her thoughts about her diaper and how not to have it show made Nano begin to touch the front of her skirt feeling the diaper’s soggy padding without even realizing. With a large blush almost turning her skin into a tomato as she looked at her friends distant stare into her eyes. This was Miki’s common waiting for reply stance, but it gave Nano a startle given her circumstance. “I uh, no, no, I’m alright.” Nano composed herself to at least give this response. “Alright, I on the other hand feel great,” Miki stood with a proud pose. Nano looked to the side with a remark almost like “I wonder what it is this time?” Miki took a quick breath and continued, “I feel like I could take the entire kendo team and win!” With a quick fist in the air, the determination could easily be felt. But such determination is what always brings Nano joy when she converses with Miki. So with a slight giggle, and both were smiling. “Did you remember your lunch this time?” Nano questioned Miki as they began to walk down the hall. “Nope,” Miki said with a slight pound to her head almost acting dumb. Forgetting her lunch was one thing, but for Miki, it was a common occurrence. “I kind of figured, which is why I packed an extra lunch for you,” Nano said with a laugh. The way it commonly occurred almost seemed more planned then actually forgetting. But Nano decided her lunches were much healthier for the young athletic Miki than what she’d always bring. “Plus, I enjoy trying different things,” Nano said in her head. All these happy thoughts made Nano forget about the wet diaper under her as they continued to walk through the halls. She knew they’d eventually head out to their usual spot outside to eat lunch. But as they neared the next corner that lead to the stairs to go down, the only bathroom being a woman’s was to the left. Even though Nano hated the thought, she felt it may be best to change out of her wet diaper soon. Though did she even have more diapers let alone underwear to change into? This put her to slow down a bit as they walked. Miki slowed down a bit as well and turned to face Nano. “We should probably use the washroom first eh?” Now Nano turned beat red as Miki would now be going in as well. “She could probably hear me taking my diaper off,” Nano began to dread the thought. “How would I throw it away without anyone knowing?” The sudden through made her want to refuse going. But seeing the awaiting Miki only made her want to say yes. So she gave a quick nod before realizing what she did. “Alright, let’s make this quick then!” Miki sounding determined at almost everything quickly entered with Nano slowly tailing behind. “Oh gosh, what have I gotten into, and how did this happen to begin with?” Nano’s biggest worry about everyone and her friend finding out was a few steps closer. She could only close her eyes with a huge blush of embarrassment as she entered.

Felt like being naughty and been in an indulgent celebration mood. My favorite indulgence is that best warmth golden feeling tonight but no laundry this time. Diaper time. I also drank a lot to try by accident in sleep too. These are hard to make leak, last time they took 3 full wettings easy, but we’ll see what happens 😈. Gonna try and sleep through the full bladder with help of some sleep aids. Otherwise I’ll never accident wet and even then doubt I will but fingers crossed. Only one legit adult bed wetting ever in my life. Just now wet for the first time of the night on purpose, and I love the warmth creep against my nether regions. How I’d love to soak myself completely. Or be called out as a naughty little bedwetter. For another day 😉 I’ll keep you posted in the morning. If any of you lovely ladies have any wetting scenerios they’d appreciate I’m all ears. Bed wettings are my favorite if anyone ever wants trades. Or a hold contest could be fin too. I love to please, tonight it’s me 😉.

Hermione lay in her bed and she desperately needed to pee but she was sleeping and in her mind she needed her to stop thinking of peeing because she would have an accident. But it failed her mind did go back to thinking of peeing, her dream was when she was in her first year she probably had the most humiliating thing happen to her and it was that she pees herself while getting sorted into Gryffindor by the sorting hat. She woke up and her bed was soaked she got out of the bed and used her spell to hide the fact that she wet the bed and went to the bathroom to clean herself. Her pjs pants was wet she had a large dot in the middle and it was her first time peeing in her pjs at Hogwarts, it wasn’t really but she would not count year 2’s bed wetting because of reasons. She used her spell again to get her stain to disappear from her pants and luckily she wore no panties under that. She used wingardium leviosa to bring her red panties and Gryffindor robes to her. She got out of the toilets to find Ginny awake with no pjs even on her luckily the other girls were sleeping because Hermione didn’t think the girls wanted to see Ginny completely naked. She whispered to her that she wet the bed and Ginny said so too and they went to find Harry and Ron they were awake with all the other Gryffindor boys and walked to the Great Hall. When arriving she and the others choose where to set and Hermione was next to Ginny. She drank a large orange juice and that already made her desperate for a wee but tried not to let go and she couldn’t just let it go under the table. Dumbledore spoke about the welcoming of year 3, new year 1’s and teachers. He talked about dementors or something like that because all Hermione was trying to do was to hold her pee in and watched all the new year 1’s getting sorted in their houses and she remembered her embarrassing accident she had then. Hagrid was a teacher now and she looked forward for that to happen. She had Divination first and then Hagrid so she hopped that she could hold it all the way and go after Divination. Professor Trelawney was talking about this cups that can see things, she never like Divination at all as Trelawney sounded boring and not enjoyable like other subjects. She put her hand up to signal Professor meaning for her lavatory needs. Professor saw Hermione and said “yes.” Hermione said “Professor can I please go to the toilet?” And Professor said “No, you may not go!” Hermione look so awestruck as it was the first female teacher to ever say no to a 14 year old girl who desperately needs to pee and within a few minutes she couldn’t hold it any longer. All the students must now work in pairs to do the work, Hermione is with Harry and Ron. Hermione keeps sticking her hand under the desk to grab her croch and then it exploded she started peeing herself her violent stream started as it kept going and then when it finished Hermione started crying. Harry and Ron did not like Professor Trelawney because of what had happened to their friend. Now it was time for Hagrid even know she was still recovering from before. To be continued...

This experience is going to be pretty short because there wasn’t a huge build up of desperation before hand seeing as I was sleeping. That being said I hope you all enjoy it anyway. As always every story I’ve posted thus far have been from my real life experience. If I ever end up writing a work of fiction I’ll be sure to add a fiction disclaimer. While this was a few years ago I was definitely still an adult at the time (probably 20 years old) ______________________________ I’d really like to chalk this up to having an odd or stressful day or even something out of the ordinary happening but I can’t. The day before had gone on like any other day, nothing was out of the ordinary. I had gotten up, had an easy morning, went into work around noon and left at maybe 9pm that evening. When I got home 45 minuets later I didn’t do anything differently. I stripped out of my work clothes, put on some comfy pajamas (a T-shirt and panties), relaxed for a while, had some dinner & water, and got ready for bed around midnight. All of those things add up to an uneventful, boring work day. What’s not boring, however, are my dreams. My dreams typically consist of something like ‘a flying neon purple tiger is walking on top of buildings made out of violins and I have to save the Pope from evil talking vacuum cleaners who are trying to take over the world.’ Those are the kinds of dreams I have, but I always have them. When I went to bed that night I turned out all the lights (save for a hallway night light, I don’t like the dark), flicked on my ceiling fan, plugged my phone in, got under my covers, and started to drift off. I soon fell sound asleep and my dreaming began. I only remember parts of my dream but I know I was in a pretty fancy museum or antique shop of sorts and I was talking to someone, perhaps an employee, who I didn’t know at all and she absolutely would not shut up. I really didn’t want to be talking to this person because in my dream I was trying to get to the bathroom and I couldn’t duck out of the conversation politely. She was wearing this historical costume gown like Marie Antoinette style and shuffling along after me as I walked around. I was going from display to display and getting more and more annoyed because she kept following me. Finally, I ended up in front of a painting and she ran off to join a parade of other people dressed in historical gowns that all looked extremely beautiful. Briefly I began to feel left out and cursed myself for not dressing up for the museum gown parade. At this point I had held it so long trying to get away from this dream woman I was absolutely shaking with the need to pee. I looked around desperately and eureka! I spotted a single restroom across the hall and sighed in relief. At the thought of relieving myself my bladder pulsed and twitched and I almost lost control but held my crotch just in time. Getting control of my need wasn’t easy but I straightened up and looked around to make sure the coast was clear. Not a person in sight, perfect. This was my chance, I was finally alone and I can head to the bathroom. I power walked, almost jogged, down the main hall past beautiful statues, paintings, and fine jewelry on display. I quickly made it to the bathroom and opened the door without bothering to knock first but it ended up being empty anyway. I turned to lock the door behind me with a smile on my face because I knew I had made it just fine. I lifted my skirt, pulled down my panties, and began to pee....ahh so much better.. Shit. My eyes snapped open at the feel of wetness around me and my body automatically stopped the stream. Wait, was that real or was that all in my dream? I sleepily and timidly lifted my blanket to clearly reveal I had absolutely wet the bed. My panties were soaked, my sheets were soaked beneath me, my blanket was damp, the hem of my shirt was a bit damp as well. My heart was pounding from being so abruptly startled out of a dream and I squinted over at my alarm clock, the red letters reading 3:30am, great. And I sill had to pee pretty badly because apparently I had emptied only half my bladder. I knew I couldn’t keep my stream stopped for too long so I jumped out of bed to run to the bathroom across the hall. The ceiling fan making me shiver from the wetness around me. I practically kicked open the door and yanked my wet panties down to the floor where they made a damp fabric sound on the ice cold tile. I didn’t even sit down all the way when my body gave out and continued my stream. I audibly sighed, it felt so good. All the built up pressure finally leaving me. It felt like my bladder was empting itself forever but of course it ended up stopping eventually. “Time to see the damage I did” I thought as I stood back up. I automatically pulled up my underwear without even thinking and by now they were FREEZING. I shivered again at the feeling. I glanced up in front of me at the full length bathroom mirror and pouted at what I saw. Me standing there with hard nipples poking through my shirt from the cold and totally soaked pink lacy cotton panties. I decided to leave them on while I washed my hands and checked on my sheets. I got back to my bedroom, flipped on the light switch and walked over to my bed. Fuck. The puddle was bigger than I thought it would be and it had spread out considerably. My blanket wasn’t too bad but definitely had gotten wet. I quickly stripped my sheets and walked downstairs. The wetness from my lower half was rubbing me the wrong way, but it felt exhilarating being out in the open totally wet with no way to hide myself. Laundry was started and I jogged back up to my upstairs bathroom with the intention of jumping in the shower but I decided to hold off. While this wetting was totally unplanned I still prefer punishments to come after accidents. So I sat in my bathtub with my freezing cold soaked lacy panties and shamefully did kegel exercises for the entire length of my laundry cycle. Thankfully I was alone in the house and I didn’t have to sneak my bed wetting sheets past anyone but I still felt utterly humiliated. I mean, I’m an adult not a little girl who has to wear pull-ups to bed. I should be able to control my bladder, not keep having accidents. Oh well, at least I get to share this experience with you guys. :-)

Bentley was 16, he was a good looking boy with many friends and is regarded as the cool kid at school. He is in Year 11 at school but has a lot of respect from other year groups. They had drank lots of pepsi and other drinks so Bentley was quite desperate to pee Desite this he didn't say anything as it wouldn't be cool to not be able to hold his bladder and he though he'd wait to see if anyone else needed to go At the park there was a big swing which when pushed hard enough could go quite fast in lots of directions. Messing around in the kind of mature/ immature way that people of that age do, Bentley was dared to go on it. The others swung him really fast and his need for the toilet became intense. When he finished it was clear by the small dark patch on his beige top man shorts that he had squirted a couple of times. He told people he had spilt his drink in the swing and they believed him (obviously the hot boy wasn't going to wet himself) but they made jokes all the same. They were all sat down talking when the intense urge hit him again, he realised he had to go and told the others he was going for a wee, but when he stood up the dam burst. Pee poured down his legs soaking his shorts and socks. He had judt wet himself.The others laughed at him and Bentley ran home. Luckily no one was in, so he stripped off and had a shower dumping his shorts at the bottom of the dirty linning bin. That night he saw the facebook status's about it instantly gutting him. He went to bed hoping that the fiasco would be forgotten. The next morning Bentley woke up quite late, with it being the summer holidays. Despite it being warm outside and the hot sun was shining through his window, Bentley woke up cold and... damp. It took him a few moments to realise what had happend but when he did he was shocked. Shit, he exclaimed scared over what had happened. He again got a shower and got changed then he stripped his bed sheets and washed them. As he thought the fuss over the previous day had died down and apart from the banter, he was fine. He stayed dry until school started agin. It was the first day back and no one could even remember about him wetting himself. But as the day went he needed the toilet again. It was 15 minutes until lunch and he was dying. He asked to go to the toilet but was denied instantly. When the lesson ended, bentley could feel the wet patch on his boxers from where he had dribbled, but luckily his black school trousers hid this. He ran tho the toilet but it was too late by the time he reached the cubicle he was soacked again. He ran home, to get changed but his mum was there. It was game over and Bentley explained what had happened. Hismum was sympathetic but warned if it happened again he would be put in nappies. He thought about that in bed that night and hoped it wouldn't happen again. The next morning though, he woke to the familiar wet sheets. He trudged to tell his parents. When he arrived home from school his pants were again slightley wet form where he had dribbled. Her an into the house and made it on time pleased he had made it. But when he got into his rrom he found several packets of nappies. His mum informed him that he had tena pants which he would wear day and night until his wetting stops.He realised that the cool kid was no longer cool. he was a baby... Below Bentley's wet shorts Image Set

Author’s Note: This DC Omorashi spin off of Batgirl is the sequel to the Lois Lane story which I mast still right the next three chapters of that story. Barbara knew what was going to happen she was so excited for Lois to come to Gotham tomorrow. She immediately grabbed her croch tightly because she forgot how bad she had to go before the call. She got out of bed and walked in a fast pace to stop the idea of leakages staining the tiles. She made it and she pulled down her panties and started to pee immediately and her flow would not end as it still went on besides the time was 12:00. Barbara looked at herself in the mirror as her naked pussy was visible she moved her legs out to show a little more view. She did and finally what felt and seemed like an entirety stopped, as her flow died down until it evolved back into tiny drops of urine. She got up and flashed the toilet to go back to bed. Barbara went back into bed and could not stop wondering what to do with Lois when she comes. To Be Continued...

Mila woke up in her bed she wore nothing but a nightie with no panties under them. She woke up to find out that she had a massive leak in the bed. Mila felt the urge to have a shit so she quickly got out of her wet bed and made her way to one of her many bathrooms. She took off her nightie leaving herself bare naked with her sexy ass on the toilet waiting for her smelly load will come out. It happened her turds came out one by one in a large amount and she smiled having the relief she needed. She wiped herself and put back on her nightie, Mila walked back to get changed in some other clothes than her nightie that she almost soiled in. It was quite hot today so she just put on a pink bikini and went outside to enjoy the sun. She decided to drink some water before going to the beach, she walked down to the beach and all the other residents there were like saying in their minds “Oh my God it’s Mila Kunis!” She could feel a very small urge to pee but she didn’t need to go like now, so she ignored it. Mila Kunis made her way down to the beach. She walked in the water to get to the other side of the beach to get to the sea because she was in the creek. Mila felt her pussy trying to add more to her desperation when she walked in the warm water. She made over and sat in the sand for a while but she knew she would not be able to stay there for long because of her aching bladder. To be continued

Hi all... So, I was born with Cerebral Palsy. I use a wheelchair all the time now. I used to walk with a walker or crutches when I was younger but those days are past. So my title is misleading, but not really. With my disability, even when I walked, going to the toilet was an event. It wasn't two minutes in and out. It took time. Combine that with the "Is there an accessible bathroom here?" and other things most people don't think about, it was something that i focused on, a lot, even before it became kink. So in this thread I will tell stories from my early years that brought me here. II know you guys will have questions, and that's cool. But in the interest of saving everyone time I'm going to cover the basics.. First a few ground rules: 1. No pity. I don't want it. 2. No telling me I'm brave or inspiring. I'm not. 3. I grew up in the 80s and 90s. I have long since tired of the ever-changing politically correct language in the disability community. In polite company I say handicapped, among friends I say words like crippled. I joke about my own disability. If that bothers you, this thread may be a bumpy ride. If you try to speech police me it will get bumpier. Now a quick list of answers to questions you didn't ask but will. Yes, I have worn diapers for reasons associated with my disability. Never for kink though because in my mind it is associated with my disability. Hospital, road trips where bathrooms weren't guaranteed, and post-surgery usually. Yes I used my disability to get away with wetting, though more so after it became kink than before. When I was younger there was guilt about someone else having to clean up a mess that I caused on purpose. As to whether my parents knew I did it on purpose: Yes sometimes, but it was usually with permission or at their request for convenience reasons. No, my parents never really punished me for accidents. At most frustration if it was preventable and my fault. My friends and peers mostly just thought it was a disability thing, and didn't care too much. Some of those who caught on to the fact that I was "allowed" to have accidents with little consequence expressed jealousy. Last but not least on the obvious questions: Yes I can have sex, everything works, I'm not paralyzed. Yes sometimes sex involves pee play. No I will not be telling those stories in public. Sorry. General stuff about me, I'm in my early 30s, I have an older sister who will be involved in my stories but the name I use will be fake, because I do not have her permission to write about her here. No, she's not into the kink. Yes, she knows I am. For the purposes of this topic her name is Valerie, and I am your host Erin. That is, in fact, my real name. I was control potty trained at two but I have in fact never gone an entire year in my life without a legitimate accident. As a teen i randomly became an accidental bed wetter again for a few years. So, to properly understand some of the stories I will tell in this thread you need to know that I am, and have always been, really small. I'm 4'8. You also need to understand that even when I could walk, my balance wasn't great. I fall. Never been seriously injured but I have sat in a puddle of my own pee whole looking at the toilet before. More than once. I move slow, I can't use a regular stall, I can't squat to pee outside, and my bladder is as small as the rest of me. That's the overly-long tour. Story in my next post.

Hi everyone, A couple of days ago I was talking with J (one of my pee friends) and she told me that she has a friend that was interested in wetting and golden showers but never tried it before; J gave her my number and we began talking. The same day we decided to go out and have some drinks. Later we decided to go to a hotel and well... A lot of things happened! She is super into it and loves it! We made a lot of videos but I am just allowed to share the one attached. Hope you like it ? Kat01.avi

Along time ago when billionaire Bruce Wayne was young and finish at Gotham High School and in his class was the hottest female there, who was Miss Barbara Gordon. Now Barbara had an accident on Wednesday afternoon, in English class. She desperately need to have a wee but the English teacher was such a bitch and never let any of her students go too use the toilet and most of the girls had a lot of accidents. She drank too much water at lunch and now needed to let it go, she asked “Miss Wildenberg, can I use the loo?” The teacher replied “NO!” It wasn’t soon when she peed her white panties and they were soaked and also her skirt was wet. She sat there crying as she had not done that since her old school, she was sad and unhappy but from that she made a new friend. Bruce Wayne felt her pain of humiliating herself in front of everyone and he cared for her and had a very strong friendship with her. Present Day: It was his birthday his love Vicki Vale died by the hands of The Joker and he was quite sad by it. Just then the doorbell rang, he opened it and standing there was Barbara standing there and Bruce was shocked by this. “Wow, Barbara the last time I saw you was at High School! Wow, look I’m sorry what happened to you there and I feel very sad for you when some of the other girls called you Miss pissy pants. “Thanks Bruce, I heard it was your birthday so I came to see you.” “Well thank you darling but I feel sad because my love Vicki Vale died at 12:00 today by Joker.” She gave Bruce a hug and Bruce said “I made Vicki a Batsuit called Batgirl and now she’s dead I want you to have it might smell like piss because I forgot to put something on it and she had to do it in the suit. Bruce was it deliberate or accidental? It was accidental because I thought I finished the suit but forgot to put on how to take it off. In the Batcave: Barbara and Bruce now in the Batcave and her field of vision saw the Batsuit hanging up and also the Batgirl suit and she knew it was part of her know. As she must to train under Batman as Batgirl. "Bruce I need to pee.” He simply nodded and said to pee on the floor as Barbara squatted on ground and took off her pants and panties and relieve herself in peace. Barbara put the suit on as she look incredibly sexy in it and it was easily to take off if needed to pee. “Barbara, I’m just wondering if you have a pee fetish because Vicki did.” “I can say this I do but still don’t like public accidents.” They walked back to Wayne Manor until getting to the secret entrance to Wayne Manor from the Batcave and when they got there Barbara drank to much water as she sat there. She got so distracted that she didn't even notice as her bladder began to make an aching full bladder. She held her pee in and hopefully all for the best and no wetting accidents. She had a strong visible connection with Bruce and she keep it in for a long time but no accidents yet, which was good. She then felt it’s full power now as she had to be excused or suffer the accident.She asked Bruce where the bathroom is as she started doing a pee pee dance under the table. Bruce said “Keep walking straight down on the right side.” Barbara did this and finally found it she walked in and lifted her shirt up, then unbuckled her belt, then pulled down her jeans and importantly her red panties. She shifts her sexy ass over the toilet seat and starts urinating in the toilet. She finished her pee and washed her hands and walked back to Bruce and her desperation finished. To be continued

Vicki woke up in her bedroom, she was on top of the sheets, naked and looked around for Bruce Wayne. She realised she was not anymore at Wayne Manor but at her house, still naked and after having sex with Bruce, who she secretly know is Batman. She looked at her watch to see what the time was it was 12:00 PM, “Oh holy fucking God, I am late for work.” She walked over to the bathroom and she sticks her big ass out and then pees herself and wets the floor of the bathroom again just like yesterday morning. Vicki feels like she has to shit now, so she moves the big red bucket over to her and squat over it to shit in it. She starts making farts, she farts and farts and finally the last one was wet fart and her shit fall on the floor she keeps messing on the floor. After her purpose accidents are finished, she cleans up her messy accidents. She gets changed putting her pink panties on, then she puts on her dark grey skirt, white top with light brown jacket, black pantyhose and her black high boots. he then makes herself breakfast, she poured herself a big glass of orange juice and goes to see Bruce. On the way she fells her bladder hurting and she had to pee, but she couldn’t go now. She was very close to her Wayne Manor, but there was no rest area on the way to Bruce’s. She continued riding and felt her urge getting worse, so she thought of putting some music on, but she did that last time and it didn’t work because of the add after the song. She sat there holding on trying not to pee herself. Her bladder was now half full and she squirmed, screamed and squeezed her legs together. She looked around the car and there was no empty bottles to pee in. She then looked outside and saw a big tree, she thought to herself thinking if she stops the car and pees behind the tree then she doesn’t have to worry about wetting herself again. She now has a full bladder, “Oh no, please not now!” Her first squirt of pee made her panties wet. She got to the tree and stopped the car and walked behind the tree. Just then it happened again her second squirt of pee gushing out from her pussy and shifting down into her pantied. So she pulled her skirt down then her panties and inspected her leaks. She pulled them down further. Vicki, now relieving herself while squatting and she feel the warmth of her hot golden pee. She then turned around and went back to the car and continued her drive to Bruce. She brought one coffee with her as she drank it up now. She felt the urge to pee again.”Oh no not now!” she said, she had to hold in her urge but she was near Bruce, so she just had to holding it in for a bit longer. She stopped her car outside walked to the front door and rang the buzzer and she was squeezing her legs tight in trying not to wet herself. Bruce walked up to the door to let her in. He opened the door and the two of them stared at each other and then said hi. Vicki said to Bruce “I,I,I can’t talk to you now and need to pee so badly!” Bruce replied “Ok.” Vicki is now walking to the bathroom at last she found it, she pulled a off her skirt and panties and stuck her sexy ass onto the toilet seat. Her hot urine flowed and her pain of holding onto to it longer died, which Vicki didn’t want to have two accidents today. So when she is down Vicki and Bruce get into something more classic (tuxedo and dress) Bruce said “Right, feel better now? Vicki replied “Bruce I feel much better.” Alfred comes in and said “I have made lunch. Then she hear randomly the voice of the Joker calling her “Vicki, Vicki, VICKI!!!” She tells this to Bruce and he says “I will look into this.” To Be Continued

Content note: wetting, bedwetting, alcohol, nudity, f/f sex, thoughts about mild humiliation Previously: A day in the life of Na Na: a night-time story "Tell me another story." --- Bodies entwined, warm skin on skin, soft sweet lips on mine tasting faintly of coffee and tobacco. A strong hand running through and playfully pulling my short hair. Another hand running down the length of my body, mapping it and finding the places that make me gasp, tingling touch feeling like tiny fireworks. Kissing harder now, that hand moving down between my legs to touch softly and tease; I push my hips forward yearning for more, yearning for fingers on my clit and fingers inside me, but she laughs softly and pulls back until she's barely stroking my soft pubic hair, driving me wild. The fingers retreat and explore some more, tracing over the soft curves of my hips, the flat expanse of my belly, moving downwards again. As she reaches the bottom of my tummy, my bladder awakens, a pleasant fullness that nonetheless I should probably attend to... In between kisses, I whisper - "Need to go pee." She shakes her head gently and begins to nibble on my shoulder. I gasp and forget about it for a while, until the slow circles of her hands' exploration bring her back to that spot again. "Really need to go," I whisper. "Silly thing," comes the reply, warm breath on my cheek, her voice soft and amused. "You're allowed to go right here." She slips her hand gently between my legs. I arch my back in pleasure, concentrating fully on the sensation and allowing my bladder to do what it will. I feel my muscles release their tension, then sudden warmth - my stream hitting her hand and flooding my crotch, then flowing down over my bottom to pool beneath me. She kisses me, hard. "Naughty girl. I love you." --- I woke up disoriented and massively horny; lay and savoured the shreds of dreams still drifting around my head. It slowly came to my attention that my hand was between my legs, and that felt good, so I stroked myself for a while, drifting in and out of awakeness. After some time, my bladder awoke and informed that, even though recently emptied, it still had a little bit left. I relaxed and let it come, warm pee trickling down my hand into the wetness of the bed. ...um. Oh, god. The wisps of dream fled as reality snapped back into shape. I opened my eyes and immediately regretted it: head swimming, tongue and eyeballs dry like sandpaper, the start of a headache making itself known. I realized I was naked under my duvet - unusual for me in this two-person dorm room. Starting to panic slightly, I spread my hands out to explore the bed, and found that I was lying in the middle of a pretty significant puddle. I hadn't wet the bed since I was a child. At least, not accidentally, not without protecting it first. I needed to clean this up fast, before Melissa... "Morning, sunshine! How's your head?" A pair of long tanned legs appeared, swinging out from the top bunk, rapidly followed by their owner - Melissa, my best friend and roommate, her short purple hair sticking out wildly, clad in a pair of boxer shorts and a Rosie the Riveter t-shirt. She dropped the last two feet and landed with a thump on the floor. "I'm feeling pretty cheerful considering. Maybe I'm still drunk." She ruffled my hair and headed for the shower. I lay, panicking, paralysed. The nearest washing machine was at the end of the hall, and I couldn't go out in my current soaking wet state without showering first. I thought about stripping the bed and hiding the evidence, then quickly getting dressed in some already-dirty clothes, but surely Melissa would notice the bare bed... The shower shut off and the door opened, releasing a cloud of steam and a towel-clad figure. She was humming to herself. Walking into the room, she paused, sniffed, headed back to the bathroom, sniffed again, came back and knelt by my bed. "An-na-na," she said gently, "did you wet your bed?" I found myself reddening, unable to answer. To my mortification, I could feel tears coming. "Aw, love." She planted a friendly kiss on my forehead and ruffled my hair. "I guess that was kinda my fault. You aren't much of a drinker, are you? Maybe we should have stopped after the second round of tequila. Let's get you cleaned up. Go have a shower and then I'll help you strip your bed." I inched my legs towards the edge of the bed, emerging from the covers, and got as far as my knees before a couple of realizations hit me. "Lissa... I'm naked. And I'm really wet and I'm afraid of dripping on the floor." She laughed, then clapped a hand over her mouth. "Sorry. Not taking the piss. No pun intended. You don't remember much of last night, do you?" "...no?" "Well. Without meaning to embarrass you, you were pretty out of it. Do you remember peeing on the walk home?" "...oh god..." "We were walking back from Ophie's along the canal -" "We were in Ophie's?" "Yeah, that's where the tequila happened, after Pablo's closed." "I don't even remember that at all." "So we were walking back along the canal, and I was holding your arm and trying not to let you fall in. You stopped and turned to me and said 'I wanna pee in the canal', but you didn't actually get that far. You just giggled, hiked up your skirt, and wee'd in your panties." "Holy crap. Lissa, I'm so sorry..." "Nah, it was hilarious. You're such a cute drunk. So you pulled your skirt back down and we continued walking like nothing had happened. When we got home we were both knackered, but I figured I probably shouldn't let you go to bed with wet knickers, so I told you to take them off, and you just got completely naked. You're so skinny! I think that's the first time I've seen you totally undressed." I blushed. I hadn't told Melissa how much of a crush I had on her, since I knew she wasn't into girls. An echo of my dream shot through my head and I blushed even harder. "Then you said you wanted to take a shower, and I figured I should probably watch to make sure you didn't like drown or something. So you walk into the bathroom and say 'Need a pee.', pop a squat in the shower tray, and go right there." "Lissa, I am so mortified." "It's so funny, you're so shy about it when you're sober. You know I don't care about people weeing in front of each other, right?" ...and I certainly hadn't told her about how much peeing turned me on. I must have come across as a prude, when I was just trying not to perv over her on the numerous occasions she'd happily improvised a bathroom. "Anyway, after that you take a shower and don't drown, and then I put you to bed. And here we are. So that's why you're naked. How about we solve both these problems at once?" She stood and unwrapped her towel, revealing a slim but wiry body that looked like it had seen beaches and sunshine and plenty of exercise. As she knelt down again, I got a brief flash of a neat stripe of dark pubic hair and a pair of modest breasts with small pink nipples, before she held out the towel and waggled it, blocking my view. I had never had the experience of being so embarrassed and also turned on at the same time, and I felt unfamiliar emotions rising inside me. I didn't have long to consider them, though: "Jump out and let's get you dried off." I folded the duvet back and pushed myself towards the edge of the bed, the soaked sheets squishing underneath me, sat up, put my feet down on the floor, and stood up tentatively, holding onto the bed for support. My head swam. Melissa closed in with the towel, wrapping it around me and rubbing me dry - back first, then bum, then legs, kneeling down in front of me. The lingering aftereffects of the dream made me want to push my hips towards her, and my already-burning cheeks felt like they would light up the room. She stood up and handed me the towel, and I wrapped it hastily around myself and fled for the shower. As I turned the shower on, I realized I was probably being rude, so as I was waiting for it to warm up I stuck my head back around the door: "Thank you so much. Like, seriously. I owe you one. Maybe more than one." Melissa - completely naked in the middle of the room, half-lit by a narrow beam of sunlight coming through the small window - turned and chuckled. "Don't worry about it, chick. I know you'd do the same for me." As I washed, I thought about that flash of emotion earlier. Something about humiliation and arousal. A line from my dream drifted by: 'Naughty girl.' Was that something I was into? I shut the water off, grabbed a towel and dried off, emerged back into the room to grab some clothes from my shelf, went back into the bathroom to change. Melissa was still undressed, wandering around and tidying up last night's detritus. I'd left the bathroom door open while I was changing; halfway through, a hand appeared round the door and slung a bundle of clothing in the vague direction of the laundry basket. "I'll get that later!" There was a pause. "Hey, are you okay with me being in the buff? I don't want to freak you out or anything. It's just nice and sunny and warm." "Uh ... it's fine!" It would be fine, definitely, I told myself. I didn't like being naked in front of others an awful lot, but I was pretty used to locker rooms, averting eyes, and just getting on with it. I emerged fully clothed from the bathroom, and was relieved (and, secretly, slightly disappointed) to find Melissa had donned a pair of black panties and a 'Fight Like A Girl' vest. She turned and wrapped me in a hug. "There we go. You're alright. Let's get this bed done." As we stripped the bed, using my towel from earlier to soak up the puddle, I was incredibly relieved to find that the college had anticipated this situation, and had wrapped the mattress in a waterproof cover. I guessed that drunken students with poor bladder control were probably pretty common in the dorm. "It feels like you've done this before?" I asked as I separated wet duvet cover from wet duvet and dumped both in a bag to take to the laundry. "I had a friend in school ... put it this way, whenever we went on a night out, she would have wet herself by the time we got home. She lived pretty near me, and was terrified of her parents finding out. My dad slept like a log" - I remembered that her mom had moved out when we were about fourteen - "so I would just take her to mine, get her showered, and give her some clothes to go home in." "You went out drinking in school?" "Of course, everybody did! When you're sixteen and tall, you just go somewhere the bouncers don't look closely at your ID... wait, you never drank til you got to college?" "I mean, I didn't even really drink much in first year either." She laughed. "No wonder you get so blootered. I think I've got a lot more practice than you. Listen, next time we go out, I'm gonna make sure you take it a bit easier than me. But I want you to know that if you ever find yourself having an unscheduled bathroom break in your pants -" This got a giggle from me, and a wide smile from Melissa. "- then you'll be alright with me. I'll take care of you, chica." "Thank you so much." Her hands still occupied with wet laundry, she sidestepped over to me and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. "Alright, Annabel Natalie, let's get this stuff washed."

So yesterday night, my partner and i decided to watch a movie. Since i have a small bladder and i hate having to interupt the movie, i putted a goodnite style diaper when i got upstairs to pee before the movie. At least, i knew i would have protection in case i wouldn't be able to hold through the entire thing. Surprisingly, i didn't need to use it while we watched the movie. I was super proud of myself for not having an accident and i got praised too. It was very late and my partner and i went to bed. I was so tired almost instantly fell asleep, forgetting about doing my "before bed" routine. Not doing this routine usually end up with a wet diaper or a wet bed. I woke up this morning and my diaper was completely saturated. I assume i was so tired that i didn't even woke up ( wich i usually don't when i wear protection for some reason). Then, i recalled i forgot to use the bathroom before bed... I was actually surprised since i peed so much and i was just wearing a goodnite style diaper. I am very impressed by how much this diaper can hold and that it didn't even leak. Now, i am shamefully sitting in the bed, writting this, waiting for my partner to discover my wet self and give me appropriate punishment...

I woke up just a little bit ago, waking up from a very strange dream. My girlfriend and I were at an omorashi convention. It was being held in a large expo center, and it was a lot like other conventions/industry events I have been to. There with booths, events in conference halls, different lectures, demonstrations, products. But, there wasn't that much kinky play going on there, it was almost like going to a car show, except instead of cars the theme was omorashi. The convention was a multi-day event. Many convention goers were staying in nearby hotels, or camping nearby. My girlfriend and I happened to be camping. At one point during the convention we returned to our campsite to rest. There, she decided it would be fun to tease me, grind against me, and threaten to pee on me. For some reason, I didn't think she would actually pee on me, so I kept telling her that I knew she wasn't actually going to do it. I even went so far as to dare her to do it, and then, she did. Now, in the dream, this was a bit of a problem. All our clean clothes were back at the expo center, not in our tent. So we had to return, to pick up our stuff, while I was visibly wet from being peed on. It looked like I was the one who wet. And, even though this was an omorashi convention, being wet like that was not socially acceptable, just like it wouldn't be okay for any other kind of convention. Things weren't too busy though, just whenever we got too close to someone I had to carefully turn so my back was to them and they couldn't see the wet spot my girlfriend made on my front. Then I woke up, or at least I thought I did. I found myself camping, next to my girlfriend, in a lovely forest camp ground. I told her about this strange dream. We woke up, had breakfast, and went for a hike. On the hike, I saw someone who I had seen in my convention dream and realized I was still, at that moment, in a dream. I instantly woke up, finding myself in bed next to my girlfriend. Again, I told her about this strange dream I had, but she was completely uninterested. Then, a weird thing happened to me. Even though I was in bed with my girlfriend, I heard her voice calling me, asking if I was awake. But, her lips weren't moving. I was still dreaming. I woke up yet again, finding myself in bed, and it was wet. My girlfriend was sitting up, sunlight streaming in through the windows. She was looking at me with big, sad, puppy dog eyes. This time, I could tell I was really awake from how groggy I was and how bad I just wanted to close my eyes and get a few more minutes rest. "I wet the bed," my girlfriend said sheepishly. She likes to wear diapers to bed (and I like her wearing diapers to bed). To make sure she doesn't leak, she has plastic pants that she wears over them. This usually works pretty well, but last night she leaked. So, I got her cleaned up, pulled the wet sheets off the bed. Checked my e-mail. And, thinking about this odd dream, decided to share this account with all of you. Good morning everyone!

If you have pee dreams, what triggers them? The following often trigger my pee dreams (which usually result in bed wetting): Waking and letting myself return to sleep without attending to my bladder. Recent intentional wetting. For instance lazily using a heavy rain or wading to cover outdoor pee rather than hold in and find a restroom. (Pacific Northwest coastal rains often last hours. So they rise clothing pretty well.) Wearing pajamas (no idea why). Slow bladder filling. I guess this gives time for dreams to get going rather than the urge startling me awake.

This is a continuation of Melina's Curiosity. Please read that before reading this if you have not. Link to page. Decisions: Ashley’s Side Chapter 1 Despite having the white drapes blocking the sunlight, Ashley felt herself groggily waking up. Slowly rising up, she began to wipe her eyes off. Brushing her backside length dark brown hair, she contemplated going back to sleep. Reaching for her light blue and cartoonish cloud cover phone, she checked the time. It showed 10am, which was still quite early for her on this Tuesday morning. As she shifted her legs, she was reminded by a soggy diaper around her waist. She knew she didn’t go the night before, so she had another night time accident. She slid a finger down her waist to check just how wet she was. After feeling her light blue diaper, she found the diaper quite soaked. This meant she probably should get up rather than risk soaking through her diaper again if she went back to sleep. Then the thought occurred to her if she needed to pee. As like most mornings for her, she would need to go. She wasn’t sure if the diaper would be able to hold another wetting, nor if she wanted to go without her sister Melina being present. But despite her thoughts on wetting again, she didn’t feel the urge to go. This however did cause her to have thoughts about the previous day and for what could happen next. This really is so strange. There was no way in knowing this could have happened. Wetting the bed, and having to wear diapers. At first, I was so scared that I wet the bed but Melina really does have magic to make me feel better. I still don’t think it is right that a girl my age should be wetting the bed, but I feel better about it at least. Ashley slightly tugged the waist of her pajama pants to peek at her diaper. I didn’t like the idea of having to wear one at night. But at the same time, I knew that if I were to wet the bed I should probably wear protection at least. Melina really is kind to have accepted the proposal I made. There’s no way a girl of her age would even think about wearing a diaper. I only thought of that plan because no matter how embarrassing or weird something may be, as long as Melina is also with me I can relax and smile. She drifted her head towards the white ceiling, releasing the waist she tugged at. This isn’t the first time she’s done something like this either. There have been many occasions where she would stoop down to my level just so we all could have fun. I can remember the first time quite well. I was six and always enjoyed having tea parties and pretend princesses even though I spent the events alone when mother was busy. She was having her best friend over and were doing something ten year olds would do. Ashley didn’t remember exactly what her sister did when she was ten, but she faintly knew it was somewhat a common thing. But she looked at me. Ashley started to tear up from the memory. Then she came over and said would it be alright for her friend and her to join me. They didn’t care that what I was doing was rather childish but participated anyways. My sister and I were both beautiful princesses that day, and her best friend Lisa was a wonderful caretaker. Even though they didn’t need to stoop so low for me, they still ended up with a smile at the end. And ever since then, Melina has been continuing to stoop low to participate with me. Or even sacrifice herself to save me, like when Mom goes on her baby talks. I’d leave the room since I couldn’t take hearing it, while she would take it all in to spare me. This is why I have wished to at least let me be able to do the same for her. But no matter what I seem to do, it doesn’t work. That’s why when she strangely was thinking about accepting Mom’s idea for wearing diapers during the day, I knew that I shouldn’t judge her but help her. And that’s how I came up with the idea of wearing one with her. She’s already made the sacrifice to wear one during the night for my sake, I might as well for her. I don’t care about how embarrassing or strange or even bizarre the situation is, as long as I am with my sister I know I can find a way to smile through. Her hand reached the front of the soggy diaper. Though, I won’t deny it was rather really strange to go through all those things. But only thinking of my sister helps me get through it all despite how strange it is. Even though I didn’t like the idea of wearing a diaper even during the night, right now it’s a little better. They still feel strange, but it never did feel completely uncomfortable. But, I can’t deny the fact I like the idea of seeing my older sister in a dirty diaper. I wonder if she went in her diaper like a baby. She grew a fairly large smile at the amusing thought. Ashley then got out of bed and her soggy diaper flopped down. The weight caused a bulge to appear from her pajama pants letting all who see what she has done. She then patted her soggy bottom with her left hand and couldn’t deny that even how strange it felt, it was still was a tiny bit amusing. This led her to the worrisome thought she felt before she went to sleep. My sister and I are absolutely strange, weird and bizarre huh. Nobody our ages would even think once about wearing a diaper. She began to hang her head low, as she didn’t like the idea of being weird or strange. Another quick pat and a squeeze, she raised her head and only thought for what could come that day. But first things first, she needed to get changed. So she proceeded to open her door with her left hand. After the door was opened, she could see Melina in her white pajamas. The first thing she noticed was Melina’s chest. Ashley felt bad for how small her breasts were compared to her sister. But when she actually said this once, Melina and their mother told her she’ll grow to be like them eventually. Melina would add the comment “if were like our mother, then we’ll end up with melons in not too long,” just to reassure Ashley that she shouldn’t feel bad about how small she may be. But she was glad to at least be a little bigger than her best friend Emily. The next thing she noticed was the slightly larger bulge around Melina’s waist. It very much was like her own which must have meant Melina went just like a baby like Ashley had hoped. “Did you umm, you know?” Melina politely asked. Ashley thought Melina must still be feeling bad for her that she’s having night time issues. She just wanted to reassure Melina that it’s alright for now. She tried her best to speak with a smile, “Yeah, I had another night time accident.” But her sister’s reaction still showed signs of concern for her. She was glad to be cared for, but didn’t think being concerned here can be very beneficial. It was just having night time accidents, it’ll pass over eventually. Nothing else can be done. So Ashley tried her best to shake that concerned look quickly, “Well, we should get changed.” Ashley wasn’t lying as she knew they needed a change, but it did indeed remove the stare she was receiving. “Alright, you can take a shower first then,” Melina smiled at her. She decided to accept going in the shower first. At least she wouldn’t have to worry about her sister using up the hot water. Ashley’s main attention wasn’t partially towards Melina’s eyes, but more towards her waist. Seeing the bulge had Ashley curious as to when her sister may have used it. She hoped she wasn’t having bed wetting issues like she was. “Um, sis,” Ashley couldn’t help but stumble for what she was about to ask. “When did you, you know?” “Oh, I ended up going sometime last night before I went to bed,” Melina spoke while patting the front of her diaper. Ashley could only think about why her sister would use it during the night as well. She knew Melina originally agreed to wear during the night along with her, but she didn’t expect her sister would be using the diaper like they had during the day. But Ashley felt more like wearing during the day was more for Melina’s sake, so when it came to night time it was for her own. This Melina did not have to sacrifice for Ashley. “Oh jeez, you know you don’t have to use it at night too?” Ashley replied. “Well, this way was easier,” Melina said with a smile. This also caused Ashley to smile. She also grew a smirk at the same time, the thought of her older sister making use of her pants because she didn’t want to think about getting up to go to the restroom. “Maybe you’re still a baby or something,” Ashley stated with her smirk still intact. The immediate reaction she got from Melina was a blush and then a chuckle. “Hehe, maybe you’re right,” Melina blushed a fine scarlet. Despite her not wanting her sister to sacrifice for her sake during the night, she still enjoyed the idea of her sister acting like a baby. Ashley decided that maybe she should just hope her sister act like a baby even at night, it seemed to make her happy. “But wouldn’t that make us both babies?” Ashley blushed at her sister’s comeback as well as her sister’s hand that touched her soggy diaper. She didn’t know how to take the statement, whether she liked it or not. It would be true as both of them were wearing diapers especially with wet ones, but she still felt a little strange from it. This caused Ashley to remember feeling how weird they must appear. “Maybe so, but I was thinking how weird we must be,” Ashley said while hanging her head down. She didn’t think there could have been anyone else to enjoy acting like babies as they did. “Just, there can’t be anybody else who’d enjoy this like us.” Ashley couldn’t help but returning to her thoughts. It is way too impossible, who’d be willing to look at us and not think gross. Even though we are having fun together, it’s not like there’d be anyone else who could understand us. Her thoughts were then disturbed by a voice. “Well we should get changed at least,” Melina voiced. Ashley stopped thinking for that second and nodded. She then walked off towards their mother’s bedroom. As she entered the bedroom, she could see her mother sitting reading a book. Her mother quickly looked at her then put a book marker in and set the book down. Ashley could only picture her mother saying something like “I’ve been expecting you.” Even though the evil villainous saying doesn’t fit their mother, it just seemed to work in that second. While she noticed her mother was in her room when she entered, she decided to pay it no attention. “Do you need a change Ashley?” her mother asked. She was quite thankful her mother stopped calling her baby after she said how weird being called that seemed. So for the time being, she said call her what she’d normally call her. “Yeah,” Ashley nodded with a blush. “Did you have another accident during the night?” her mother said as she led her to the bed. “Yup,” Ashley simply responded. Didn’t need to make a scene out of it. “Well, at least you were wearing your diaper,” her mother said laying her back. “Yeah, otherwise it would have been a nasty clean up,” Ashley replied. “Good, I’m glad you understand,” her mother said as she started pulling her blue pajama pants down. Ashley was rather embarrassed her first time getting changed by her mother, but now it was a nice process to her. Especially how much easier it probably makes getting changes. “Well, I’ll ask you again for today alright?” Ashley just nodded. “Are you wanting to wear diapers again today?” She then went into a deep thought. Well, if my sister will be wearing one today, then I better make her feel better by joining her. It didn’t take her long to come to this realization, “Yeah, I’d like to wear diapers again.” The look on her mother’s face was full of delight. Ashley started to wonder if her mother actually wanted her to go back into diapers. But she didn’t deny that making her mother happy in this way didn’t make her happy as well. She could only hope that she wouldn’t be chained down to be forced into a diaper as her mother states in an evil saying, “I’ve been expecting you.” Though, the thought caused Ashley to laugh. “Alright sweetie,” her mother slipped it out. “Let me get the changing mat and the powder so we can get you changed up.” “Wait,” Ashley stopped her mother. She was wanting a shower first, so getting changed now was rather pointless. “I was wanting to take a shower first.” “Oh, that’s fine,” her mother stated. “That is a good idea too, I’ll have to change Melina after her shower.” Ashley quickly thought her mother was jumping to conclusions. “That is if she’s wanting another diaper,” Ashley corrected her. “That is true, well I’ll suggest it either way,” her mother said while beginning to un-tape her blue diaper. “Alright, there, now go enjoy your shower sweetie.” Her mother smiled as she walked out with her bottom bare. She couldn’t help but smile along as well. Even though it seemed awkward to Ashley that her mother would be perfectly fine doing this and allowing the two grown girls to wear diapers again, she was somewhat happy how her mother was handling it. It was starting to make her feel like if her mother suggested her diapers again, she could almost wear one just from her mother’s smile. At that thought, Ashley couldn’t help but feel warm. She really loved her mother’s kindness. And wasn’t the first time her mother did something to make her feel this much love either. As she was showering, she started to feel strange fluttery feelings for that day. Like somehow it was going to be another good day—especially to be a girl. She decided that she’ll dress very feminine that day. After her shower she dried herself with a blue towel and then wrapped it around her. Despite the only people in the household at the time being all being female, she still felt a little self-conscious about her own body. Never did she have to worry about running into her father though. He was usually away on some business trip, which made Ashley feel a little sad. But whenever he was home, she would always feel happy when her whole family could spend time together. She really enjoyed it when the two of them spent some time together as well, it made her feel like a princess. However, she felt a little awkward with feeling like a princess as she felt she shouldn’t be. But the feeling was always pleasant. Ashley checked to make sure her feet were dry before walking out. She then proceeded to walk out of the bathroom and into her mother’s bedroom. There she found her mother reading the same book that she didn’t know what it was and a changing mat with a blue diaper. She started to wonder if the chains were about to yank her in as her mother looked up at her with a smile. “Good evening,” Her mother said in a terrible Dracula impression. “Let us begin.” Ashley couldn’t believe what she was hearing nor seeing. Her mother was sitting there with an expression that was trying to match something that would match Dracula’s. However, it only caused her to laugh. “Hehe, what’s that all about?” Ashley giggled. “It’s not even close to being evening.” “I know, I was just trying to impersonate a vampire for you,” her mother said. “You were reading a series that had vampires right? Twilight wasn’t it?” Ashley couldn’t help but scoff at that statement. “No, it’s not Twilight,” Ashley corrected her. “It’s a manga, the two aren’t even close.” “Ah that’s right,” her mother said like a light bulb appeared. “Well, let’s get you changed into a fresh diaper.” Ashley hesitated moving while she looked at the blue diaper. Her mother quickly noticed her hesitation. “What’s wrong? You changed your mind.” Ashley shook her head, but she wasn’t wanting the blue diaper. “It’s that I um,” Ashley began to blush. “I wanted a pink one for today.” After hearing this her mother now realized what she wanted—a pink diaper. “That’s fine, let me get it then,” her mother said standing up. She pulled a pink diaper from under the bed and swapped it with the blue one. “Alright, this better?” Ashley nodded and proceeded to walk towards the changing mat. So that’s where the diapers are being kept, Ashley thought. Well, guess it’s time for me to get diapered again. I know how strange this seems, but it will be fun with my sister. And that’s what’s most important, making her feel happy. As for today, I think I’ll try to make my outfit quite girly then to match my girly pink diaper. As her mother unraveled her towel, Ashley began to blush. Then she laid down on top of the changing mat feeling her new pink diaper under her. In a quick procession, she had powder and a lotion applied to her bottom. Before she could think, her pink diaper was getting snugly tapped up to her waist. The feeling of this fresh diaper wasn’t as strange as it was the first time, but the bulk of it still was odd. Other than that, Ashley could feel it starting to be a bit comfy. With a pat to her diapered butt, Ashley blushed at her smiling mother. “You look cute in a pink one too,” her mother stated. She couldn’t help but feel bashful at the complement. “Thank you mom,” Ashley replied before walking out. For today, she wanted to dress somewhat girly, so she got out a baby blue shirt and a frilly skirt. After putting these on, she proceeded to brushing her long hair and had a thought about what she could do about it. She grabbed a blue ribbon and tied her hair up in a ponytail. After several more brush strokes to her hair, her hair canvas had a nice and silky appearance. Being contented with how she looks, she unplugged her tablet and walked down the stairs. As she was walking down, she heard her sister getting in the shower. Ashley began to wonder what her sister said to her mother. I wonder if she chose to wear another diaper today. Kind of hope she does, would be kind of embarrassing to wear alone. Her racing thoughts continued as she continued to read along on her manga series on her tablet. She almost couldn’t pay full attention to the love between a human male and a vampire girl that was on the screen. Just thinking of her sister in a diaper acting like a baby continued to bring a smile to her face. Just as she continued her thoughts, she saw her sister appear on the other side of the couch that she sat in. The appearance her sister chose was rather plain, just a white shirt and a logo as well as a pair of blue jeans. But she couldn’t help but looking to see if a diaper bulged out or not. She noticed a slight bulge, but it wouldn’t be a dead giveaway that it was in fact a diaper. Ashley just decided to ask her and find out. “Did you say yes today too?” she asked. Immediately after asking her question, Melina nodded. This answered her thoughts about whether or not her sister was diapered or not for the day. She felt quite relieved. “Oh good. Can I see it?” Ashley couldn’t help herself as she smirked. “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours,” Melina fired back. And Ashley could only think that was a fair trade. “Okay, then on the count of three,” She said as she grabbed her skirt. Seeing her sister nod and begin to unbutton her pants gave her the cue. “One, two, three!” Right after she had said three, she pulled her skirt up revealing her pink diaper. She also saw her sister pull her pants down and reveal her pink and flowery pattern diaper. Both eyes affixed on each other’s diaper. “Not blue today?” Melina looked shocked. Ashley could understand why as well. She’d normally go for anything light blue. Thinking of her reasons why she went pink, she began to blush. “I was feeling extra girly today.” She looked at the smile her sister formed and made her feel happy about the choice she made. While looking at her sister’s diaper, she felt she should reply to her sister’s appearance. “You’re looking cute, and I mean in a babyish way.” She couldn’t help but smirk at her sister, which also caused Melina to smile more. “Well, should we help mother with breakfast?” Melina asked. Ashley did enjoy cooking a bit. For breakfast, she’d always love to cook pancakes. “Sure, only if I get to help with the pancakes,” She replied with a smile. “Alright,” Melina replied with her own smile. It had been awhile since she had last cooked pancakes. But she more importantly liked the idea of helping her sister and mother with cooking. She didn’t feel she was the best at it, but would at least try her best. Ashley thoroughly enjoyed cooking with the three of them, but it was also a wonderful sight to see once all the foods done. There were pancakes with fruit, French toast, scrambled eggs and bacon. It didn’t just look good, but it also tasted great. The salivating wait was over once they started to dig in. And once they started, they couldn’t stop. This breakfast was almost like a curse. Unlike nasty potions, this one tasted wonderful. It wasn’t long till nothing left remained. There sure was a lot, but we ate it all, even the flowers in the vase. Hehe, we didn’t eat flowers but I bet we may have if they were on the plate. After chuckling to herself she walked back out to the couch. There she was joined by Melina again who looked at her. “What would you like to do for today?” Melina asked. Ashley already had her tablet up and continuing on in her series. She was quite far into it and there was no way she could put it down now. “I think I’m going to try and finish this series up,” She summed up her day. “Alright, I guess I’ll watch something then,” Melina said while sitting her padded bottom down. Thinking about what she was doing for that day caused her to think on the situation. Well, it’s probably better this way since school will be starting next week. Plus we do have our friends coming to spend the night for a few nights before after tomorrow. So if I wanted to have time to read this, now would be the time. Melina and Ashley continued to do the same thing as well after they had a scrumptious lunch. Ashley couldn’t put her series down, but saw Melina was changing over to playing a game. The one in particular Ashley really liked. She so would play that game right here right now. It’s almost like she wants to torment me. Well, at least my file is way much further ahead. Just as she was about to ignore her sister, she saw their mother sit down on the couch to watch Melina play. I wonder if it is fun at all for her to just watch? I don’t think I could take watching at all. Rather than showing me a screen, I’d rather be shown the controller. But it’s not like we haven’t had her try to play along, she’s just not really that great. Well, maybe she’ll learn something by watching. Though she’d learn a lot more from me! She smiled to her superior thoughts as she went back to reading her series. After swiping to the next chapter, she noticed her sister starting to cross her legs. A smirk came to her face that as she went deep into thought. I wonder if my sister has to pee? She is crossing her legs rather hard. Must have to go pretty bad. But you are wearing a diaper, so you shouldn’t have to worry. Just go and feel better. Her thoughts were dedicated to her sister’s predicament. She didn’t want her to feel any sort of stress, she just wanted her to relax and let go of her worries. Even if that did mean releasing her bladder. Though, she still felt a little sinister of a smile with the thought of her sister using the diaper like a baby. Watching her sister started to cause her own predicament. Ashley now started to grow an urgency to relieve her own bladder. But unlike following her own thoughts, she wasn’t sure to just let it go then. With Melina right there, she felt she shouldn’t have any issues, as she’d be there with her sister. But seeing that there mother is also there, she couldn’t help but feel the need to deliberate on it. Just as she was starting to hold herself with her growing urge, she noticed her sister beginning to grow a relaxed look. Melina appeared quite relieved and was starting to blush. Ashley could only guess she had just wet herself. As she smiled, she noticed their mother slipping her fingers into her pants. “Looks like someone needs a change,” Her mother said with a smile. This confirmed her thought that her sister did indeed wet herself. She couldn’t help but smile at what her sister did. “Uh oh, did my sister have an accident?” Ashley said with a smirk. She couldn’t resist making it seem like her older sister was still a little girl. And the result got a redder face on Melina. Now Ashley felt like she went a little overboard and wanted to calm her sister down. “It’s fine, I mean that’s what the diaper is for.” After stating that, her mother nodded to let Melina know it was perfectly okay for her to have gone in her diaper. Melina smiled after the two cheered her up. Ashley’s mother then walked towards her and flipped her skirt up. Checking her diaper while she crossed her legs, her mother found her diaper to be dry. “Looks like you are still dry,” Her mother stated. “Yeah,” Ashley could only state. But for how long is the real question. I have to go right now pretty badly, and going now would have me join my sister. I’d like to join her, but I’m just not sure about going in front of you. But I also did just say, that’s what the diaper is for… Ashley continued to contemplate going right then when she saw Melina finishing up the stage she was on and getting up. Both Melina and their mother were walking up the stairs, most likely for a change. Now she was left completely alone. But she could only concentrate on her full bladder. Mother is gone now, but so is Melina. I haven’t gone in my diaper without Melina, except during when I sleep. She has taken up the embarrassment out of it so I don’t really know what it’s like to wet on my own. Will it feel weird, or will I not like it? I really don’t know how I alone feel about this. It’s quite strange, but doesn’t entirely feel that way either. She continued to try and read on her tablet but the urge just kept her locked up. The urgency was at the point where she had to hold herself with her hand while crossing her legs. I could just go up and use the restroom, but I’m somewhat curious at the same time. Should I just go, or should I not? Ashley was starting to blush with her predicament and started to remember some earlier words. It’s fine, I mean that’s what the diaper is for. I know that’s what I told my sister, but I’m just not sure. Part of me was saying that to tell her it was okay to be a baby and to calm her down. But I’m just not sure if I want to be like a baby. Though she did quite like what I said too. With her growing contemplation and desperation, she started to wonder was it really what she wanted. I know I’m doing this for Melina, but do I really want this? Do I really want to continue on like this? I could stop here and go back to being normal. But at the same time something inside of me feels different. What in the world do I do? I suppose I should just make a decision right here and now. If I want to end it, I’ll go up and use the toilet right now. But if I somehow decide to continue, I’ll go in my diaper. The growing urge was driving her insane and she just wanted to let it loose soon. So she decided to go back to being normal and use the toilet. Getting up from the couch wasn’t the easiest thing when she had to go this bad. Once she gained footing on the ground, she started to waddle slowly towards the stairs. She could see the bathroom door open and thought about making a break for it. After she’d go, she’d just have to tell their mother she didn’t want to wear diapers anymore, except at night since she had no choice. Just before she was going to walk up the stairs, her mind raced again. Am I sure this is what I want? Part of me is somehow telling me to go back to the couch and relax. But doing so would be weird. I’d be normal to go up and use the toilet. That’s when her earlier saying recycled into her mind. It’s fine, I mean that’s what the diaper is for. She started to blush as her earlier statement started to haunt her. She started to move her leg up the first step towards the bathroom. That’s when a new thought entered her mind. Just go, and you’ll feel all better. It was a critical hit to her as she couldn’t move. The saying that seemed more like it crept from her inner self than her regular thought process put her at a stagnant state. She started to feel there was a lot more to this saying than what it actually implied, but couldn’t quite picture it. Her thought regained back to making use of the toilet and moved her other foot up the next step. That’s when it hit her again. Just go, and you’ll feel all better. Her mysterious thought held her frozen again. She was getting even more desperate to the point where she may actually have an accident if she’d wait any longer. Just go, and you’ll feel all better. After it appeared in her mind again, she moved her legs back down the stairs. Once both legs reached ground level, she faced the couch. Her decision was now to continue wearing diapers, which meant she should just go back and relax. Ashley couldn’t take another step however. With her decision in place, she shouldn’t care where she was to just relax and go. And with no counter arguments to her decision, she started to relax on the spot. She quickly felt her bladder starting to ready itself to relieve in her diaper. One spurt came out and leaked out into the ready diaper. Getting absorbed while spreading a warmth on the spot. Knowing her ultimate decision, Ashley decided to not stop and just let it all out. With that thought, she felt herself beginning to go. It began full force out into the diaper. She could only feel enveloped in a warmth that was on her waist as she was going. With a blush, she couldn’t quite picture how it was feeling to her. One thing was certain at that point, it was very relieving. Now with her newly wet diaper, she knew she was in for some more. Well, better go sit back and relax for my turn to change. I just hope I’m not weird. That’s when her earlier statement returned. It’s fine, I mean that’s what the diaper is for. Well, that may be true but doesn’t it seem a little strange? But that’s not how it seems to me. Wait, do I actually find it to feel…good?! Ashley blushed more at her realization. She didn’t find it gross, but it felt very relieving. And the warmth that was around her had what else but a warm touch. I guess I need more time to think about what I think about this…on my own of course. While swiping to the next page, she heard Melina and their mother come down. Ashley could only help but blush at the warm diaper around her waist. Knowing that if her mother was going to check her again like earlier, she’d be announced. Just as that thought continued, she felt a hand going up her skirt—it was her mothers. “Oh, looks like someone’s wet now,” Her mother announced with a smile. Ashley turned redder and almost felt like she may even cry. “It’s okay Ashley, didn’t it feel better to go?” She heard Melina ask. The question helped her disregard that her situation should be embarrassing but fine. She quickly then turned to her sister and smiled with red cheeks. “Yeah, it did,” She said feeling more calm. Ashley wasn’t lying either, as her experience presented just that. “You should get a change now sweetie,” Her mother said. She agreed that she should get changed, but couldn’t help but look at her tablet. For that day she wanted to finish up her story, so wondered maybe she could continue reading while getting changed. “Can I bring my tablet with?” She tried her best to ask politely. And her mother responded with a nod. So the two of them began to walk up the stairs. Her change was relatively simple as she only had to look at her tablet. All she had to do was raise her legs and her mother did the rest. After a few seconds, she was already in a new pink diaper. She realized that her mother chose the same color for her. Once she stood up to go back down stairs, her mother patted her bottom. “How’s the story coming?” Her mother asked. “It’s really starting to get interesting,” Ashley replied. “The guy was just about to go and rescue the vampire girl from the church and then…” Before she could continue her mother stopped her. “Sounds interesting, but there was something I was wanting to tell both you girls,” Her mother said with a chuckle. This only had Ashley wonder what this “something” was. Once she was back on the same spot, her mother followed in front. Ashley was now about to find out what their mother was wanting to talk to them about. She was fine with them wearing diapers, but maybe it was part of that subject. “I wanted to let you know, that we should probably tell your father of this,” Their mother said. After hearing this, Ashley began to panic. She completely forgot about their father in this picture. What would he have to say about his two little girls actually being two little girls? “He’ll be home for just tonight, so I’ll let him know then. Don’t worry though, you know how open of a man he is. Trust me, I should know. Should I tell you the time I told him of a strange interest of mine?” Ashley didn’t quite get what her mother was saying here, but it did seem to make sense about her father being open-minded. “So don’t worry, I’ll work it out with him, and he won’t even mention it for a while till you get more comfortable around him with it.” She wasn’t sure exactly how to take it, her father knowing was rather scary to her. “Alright, I understand,” Melina spoke. Ashley wished she did as well. “Oh good, I’m glad you did,” Her mother said with a smile. But she still could only feel the fears. “I’m still a little afraid,” She shyly said. “It’ll be fine, remember the time he acted as a princess so you could be a prince for the day?” Melina said with a smile. Ashley instantly remembered that time. How could I have forgotten that? It was hilarious seeing daddy with a tiara and prancing around like he was a ballerina. If I remember correctly, he even acted like a helpless princess so I could be the helpful prince in shining armor. That made me really happy when he let me do that. A good memory, but quite funny as well. The thought caused her to smile. “Oh yeah, I remember that,” She said with a laugh. “So you girls shouldn’t have to worry about it, just relax and continue with what you like okay?” Ashley’s mother stated. She didn’t think about this statement much. The only thought was whether she made the right decision or not. It wasn’t long till it was the two girl’s bedtime. So they got another quick wet diaper change and went to their rooms. Once she got to her room, Ashley changed into a pink nightgown. She thought the girly feeling was rather pleasant especially for the events of that day. After changing her clothes Ashley saw her sister enter her room with a concerned look. “How are you doing tonight?” Melina asked. “I’m feeling fine, you?” Ashley replied. “Ah I’m doing great, just wondering, well good night.” Melina smiled. “Good night sis,” Ashley replied with a smile. After that, Melina walked out. Ashley wondered what that was all about, but shook it off and crawled into bed while reading a few more chapters of her story. The story was starting to take an interesting turn at this point, she couldn’t feel the need to sleep until the part was resolved. After she got to the next chapter, she heard a knock on her door. “Yeah?” Ashley said letting whoever was at the door know that she was still up. Then she wondered if it was her father. She blushed at the thought, but realized she’d hear the front door open first. But when the door opened, she saw her sister come in with a frilly pink nightgown. This put her to wonder if being girly was starting to become a competition. But she also wondered why her sister entered her room at this time. “I just looked up whether we were weird or not,” Melina said rapidly. Ashley didn’t have the faintest idea as to what Melina was saying. “There are several others who are like us.” Now Ashley started to get the idea what she was talking about. It was about her earlier worry about being weird for wearing diapers. She couldn’t help but blush at the thought. “So don’t feel bad, were not weird. Even if we seem strange to others, we are who we are and nothing can change that. If it makes us happy, then we shouldn’t need to worry. It’ll just be a part of who we are.” Ashley started to get worked up from what Melina had said. She was glad they weren’t alone, but was glad to hear this piece from her sister. The only thought she could continue was showing her sister gratitude. She quickly got out of bed and went to hug her. “Thank you sis,” She couldn’t help but start to form tears. “That really makes me feel happy!” “I’m glad!” Melina squeezed her tighter. Ashley couldn’t help but go into her own world. I love you so much sis, you don’t know how much I do. This really makes me so happy to feel accepted, because I have always accepted you! Once they were done hugging, they heard the front door. Ashley assumed that it must have been their father. With that thought, she saw Melina bolt out the door and run down the stairs. Just like a little girl running to her daddy. After her thoughts, she decided to head down as well. With a blush about her diapered status caused her to stop at the top of the stairs. She then saw their mother coming out of her room. Her mother was dressed in a black nightgown that made her quite cute. It also formed around her curves rather well. “You look cute tonight mother,” Ashley couldn’t to help comment. “What’s the occasion?” “Thanks sweetie,” Her mother blushed. “Your father quite likes this outfit.” After their brief encounter, they began to descend down the stairs. Once they were about half way down, they could see Melina in their father’s arms getting a kiss on the cheek. Just like a little girl. Ashley couldn’t help but smirk at the sight. “How was the trip dad?” she said as she was getting her turn to hug. Fluttery feelings sprung through her as the two embraced one another. I guess I might be like a little girl too. Then she feared he may actually find out what she was wearing below. She could only blush as she continued to hold onto her father. “It went alright, I wouldn’t mind if any of the other employees actually looked up what they were supposed to do, but just another day at work I suppose,” He replied. Ashley could only imagine that the job didn’t go so smoothly. Once she received her kiss on her scarlet cheek, they released. His immediate move was then towards their mother. The dark haired emerald eyes man walked up to her revealing that he wasn’t that much taller. “Oh, hello there,” He spoke. “Just who might you be?” Ashley wondered if he was actually stating the truth or not. “Me?” Their mother looked both ways like there were other people around her. After turning her head towards the man, she smiled. “I might be a princess, but I’m in love with my prince in shining armor.” Once stated, the two instantly kissed. Ashley thought adults must like to act out stuff as well. The two of them didn’t get to meet all the time so Ashley understood they probably wanted to embrace each other. But she still felt a little flustered at the thought about them having a chat about their two daughters wearing diapers. They stayed up another hour talking about their stories on what they all missed. Ashley walked up stairs first as she still had another chapter to go in her story and didn’t want to stay up too late. So she slipped into bed and felt her padding touch her skin. Even though it still was rather strange to her, she was starting to grasp at her decision towards wearing them.

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Its been a while since I've worn a diaper and had any fun that includes them as I don't have any. I'm a bit shy to buy them, to be completely honest I really want to have a really good desperation contest, where we both make each other hold as long as we can. We aren't aloud to wear yet. The first one to leak without one on is the loser (is my dream I was the loser, and made a wet patch on my undies) and has to be all tied up. The winner wears a diaper and leaks bit by bit while sitting on the loser, the loser determines when to go and stop. If the winner can't stop wetting themselves uncontrollably then the loser becomes the winner and sits on them now. Still tied up, they can wear a diaper now and sit and wet all they want (so relieved when my dream let me win and I was able to pee), teasing how bad the other was for wetting. Now, you're both relieved so you do whatever you want (in my dream I had sex of course *naughty*) I woke up with a wet spot on my bed sheets from my wet dream and as humiliated as I was, I did laundry right away. Maybe I should buy myself goodnights? But, I am shy and I don't know where to put a box of them. Do you think they come in like a package of 10? I don't know if any of this makes sense to you guys but let me know if it sounds fun or not!

I am a DL and not an AB, but I have age-play fantasies of a different kind from baby fantasies. I am about 12 years old --- far too old for diapers --- and I am forced to wear them and wet them. So I liked this item.

View File Bed wetting through my boxers Lying on my bed and wetting through my grey boxers, leaving a rather large puddle on the sheets! Submitter MrZim85 Submitted 02/23/2016 Category Underwear Wetting  

Surprise! I decided I'd revive this story idea, but rework a few details! :) you're gonna love it, I know you will. ;) Enjoy it! Chapter 1: "I can't believe we're finally doing this!" Katie squealed as she closed the door to the backseat of her car. The day she was leaving with her boyfriend, Kendall Schmidt, to spend the summer with him and his friends at Carlos' beach house, had finally arrived. "Me either!" Kendall said happily, wrapping his girlfriend in to his arms before kissing her. "AHEM!" Katie's dad cleared his throat. He was perfectly happy with Kendall as long as there was no PDA in front of him. "Oh Gavin!" Katie's mom chided, before pulling Katie in to a hug. "Wear sunscreen, call me every chance you get, and DON'T GET PREGNANT." Katie giggled at that, looking over at Kendall. "I love you K." "I love you too Mama," Katie answered, squeezing her mother before hugging her dad. "I love you Daddy." "I love you too," He said softly, glaring at Kendall over his little girl's shoulder before letting her go. "Now get going, you don't wanna hit traffic, okay?" Katie nodded, skipping to the driver side, Kendall slipping in to the passenger side silently, programming the GPS before they took off, Katie turning on some music. "Your dad hates me you know," He chuckled once they were on the highway. "He doesn't hate you, he's just upset I'm grown up and that I'm spending the summer with my steady boyfriend," Katie giggled. "He'll come around, I promise. And in the meantime, think about everything we're gonna do this summer!" Kendall nodded, faking a smile before leaning back in his seat, beginning to worry. He was hiding a rather deep and humiliating secret; his bladder was small, so he woke up almost every morning to a wet bed, as well as wetting himself during the day now and again. As excited as he was for the next three months, he was also terrified of sharing a bedroom with his girlfriend. He stayed in his head for a while before Katie's phone rang, making him jump. The phone was synced with the car, so Kendall pressed the button on the display screen to answer it. "Helloooo?" Katie answered happily. "Hey," Logan yawned. "We're gonna stop at Starbucks at the next exit, you two wanna come?" "Sure!" Katie answered. "Next exit?" "Yup, we'll meet you there," Logan said before hanging up. Kendall chewed on his lip, knowing what coffee did to him, but he couldn't upset Katie, so he just leaned back, listening to her sing along to the song playing. She pulled off the highway and in to the parking lot, stopping the car and skipping over to the others. Kendall shuffled along behind everyone as they all filed inside. "C'mere you," Katie said, dragging Kendall over to her, placing her small hand inside his. "What's up? You don't seem yourself this morning." "Just sleepy," Kendall yawned. Katie nodded, placing her order before stepping aside for Kendall to add his on. They took theirs and went to sit with the rest of the gang, Carlos fully dishing out details about the house, surrounding amenities, local shopping, food. "This is gonna be freakin incredible," Logan said, sipping his latte. Carlos beamed. Katie laid her head on Kendall's arm, since she was too short to reach his shoulder. Everyone talked idly before Carlos reminded them they still had a very long drive ahead of them. James nodded, walking back to his car, Carlos following Logan back to his truck. Katie looked up at Kendall expectantly. "You go ahead, I'm just gonna go to the bathroom real quick," Kendall said softly, Kissing the top of his girlfriend's head. Katie smiled with a blush, nodding and walked back out to the car, digging through her collection of CD's until she found the one she wanted, loading it in to the player as Kendall got back in the car. "Ready?" he asked happily. Katie nodded, and off they went.

Clair was lying in bed staring at the ceiling. Had she gone too far with mom? She knew she had been meaning to mom and that made her feel bad, but she hated wearing diapers. She hated all babyish things. She would be a teenager soon, what was mom thinking, diapers in the car? She was not Emily, who had more accidents than anyone could count. OK, that was mean. Emily had accidents, a lot, but she was about the sweetest little sister you could ask for, and pretty too. Many of her friends had sisters Emily’s age, but most were intolerable to be around and the ones that were OK, being sweet was about all they had going for them. Emily really was a great little sister. Then Claire’s mind snaps back to the diaper thing. God what if she did have an accident. Three weeks in diapers. She would be like Sarah. Mom changing her, eww. And what about Brad? That cute guy she had met last summer at the marina. He said his family had just gotten a house that summer. She did not see him until the last day of last year. But she was hoping to run into him early this summer, so they could hang out some. If she was in diapers that would be out of the question. What would he say if he found out? Then the answer was clear! She had already won! Tonight, when they’d gotten home she had reminded mom that the van was down to a ¼ tank. The van could do just over 3 hours on a tank of gas, but on a ¼ tank, she only had to wait about an hour in her diaper. Smile crept across her face. She had won. No more diapers ever! As Claire drifted off to sleep, she thought back to her last struggle with diapers. She never understood why Emily still let mom diaper her for bed. By nine Claire was so embarrassed by the nightly diaper ritual, she had demanded Goodnites and insisted on changing herself before bed. But once Claire had turned 10 this was not a solution anymore. She did not want to wet the bed like a baby. She had been in big girl panties for years. Claire had talked to mom and convinced her to let Claire wear cotton training panties at night, with a waterproof sheet on the bed. Her theory was that since the Goodnites kept her feeling warm and dry during the night, she would never wake up to pee. Mom agreed. The first few nights were a disaster. While the training panties were absorbent, they held very little compared to a diaper. A few times, Claire woke up midway through peeing the bed and these were the worst nights. Claire would wake to the sensation of a warm puddle spreading around her bottom and thighs, and of course the sensation of peeing. More upsetting still, even if Claire was awake, her bladder was not. All she could do was slow down the flow and piddle herself like a baby. She would lay in bed, crying as she pissed herself. After about five nights, mom had come to her before bed. “Honey, I really appreciate how hard you are trying to not wet the bed, but things do not seem to be improving. Every night we wake up hearing our oldest daughter crying and it breaks our hearts.” Claire was distraught, but she knew mom was right. Mom continued, “Also, remaking your bed at 3:00 AM every night is really taking its toll on your father and me.” Then an idea popped in Claire’s head. “3:00 AM? Always at 3:00 AM?” “Um, yes. Your father has even started calling it his 3:00 AM wakeup call.” “So never before 2:45?” “Yes, why?” “OK mom, let me try one more night. But tonight I will set the alarm to 2:45.” “Well why not one or two and make sure you’re able to make it”. Claire may have agreed, except mom implied that she could not make it if she waited until 2:45. She did not wet her panties when she was awake, well not that anyone noticed. However, she knew this argument would hold little water with mom. “Well if I wake up and pee at 2:45 I should be able to make it until morning. But, if I wake up at one I may just wet the bed later.” While it was hard to admit she may wet again later in the night, it was better than agreeing she might pee herself while she was awake. “OK, get ready for bed and I will come tuck you in. Be sure to wear training panties just in case.” Claire got ready for bed. She changed into a short cami. When she opened her underwear drawer, her big girl panties caught her eye. If she had not agreed to wear training panties, she would have worn a pair of big girl panties to bed tonight. As she pulled her training panties up her legs she cringed when the padded crotch pressed into her mound. Well, one last night she thought. She called her mom as she got into bed, that familiar bulk between her legs reminded her, even at 10, she was not a big girl. Mom helped her set her alarm to 2:45 AM and kissed are good night. When Claire’s alarm went off, her first instinct was to grab her crotch. It was dry! Then she slipped her hand into her training panties, which made her blush. Mom had told her girls did not touch down there, unless it was to clean up. As her hand slid down the front of her training panties, her middle finger inadvertently slid between her lips. Her hand felt warm, but her middle finger almost felt hot. Her training panties were completely dry! Then it happened. With her hand still in her training panties, she felt her bladder spasm. She immediately pressed against her pee hole and she felt her muscles down their contract. She fought off the first spasm, but she was not sure what to do. She had one hand in her training panties and the other trying to disabled the alarm. Once the alarm was off, she tried to move. She did not want to remove her hand for fear of peeing right in the bed. Suddenly another spasm hit her. She fought it with all her strength, but as the spasm subsided, she felt a little dribble escape past her finger and trickled down her cleft. She shuddered with disgust. Here she was, fully awake, in her bed, piddling into training panties, her training panties. She had to get out of bed, no matter what. With her finger firmly pressed against her pee hole, she threw the covers back. It was a cool night and the thin short cami did little to keep the chill off her body. As soon as she felt the chill, her bladder spasmed hard. A spurt of pee shot around her finger and into her training panties, followed by a constant dribble. Knowing her training panties would not hold much, Claire decided to make a mad dash to the potty. As soon as she jumped out of bed her bladder sent spurt after spurt of hot piss into her training panties. She made it out of her bedroom before the training panties started leaking onto the floor. Claire ran to the bathroom and hopped on the potty. She did not even try to pull her training panties down. As soon as her bottom hit the cool toilet seat her spurts turned into a constant stream, flooding past her finger. The flood rapidly filled her training panties. So when Claire removed her hand, it was soaked in urine. Claire began to cry. This was to be her big night, no more diapers forever. Here she sat on the toilet in her sodden training panties, hand covered in piss. While her bladder has finished emptying, her overflowing training panties still were releasing a steady stream of urine into the toilet. Mom woke up to the sound of her oldest order crying for the sixth night in a row. But as she headed down the hall to Claire’s room, something caught her eye. The hall night light illuminated droplets of liquid going from Claire’s room to the bathroom and the sound of crying was coming from the bathroom. On her way to the bathroom, she looked in Claire’s room and noticed no droplets there. As she rushed down the hall, she saw Claire sitting on the toilet in her soaked training panties, crying her eyes out. Claire had one hand keeping the hem of her cami from getting wet and the other hand outstretched away from herself. “Claire, what happened?” mom asked. She wanted to comfort Claire, but knew from past experience Claire had a line that separated help and comfort from being babied and babying her may just upset her more. “I… I woke up. An… And I was dry. But started… I… I started to pee.” Claire sobbed. “I tried to get out of bed but… I… The cold air… Ran down the hall… Tried to stop peeing… Hand in the naughty place… Flooded training panties when sat on the toilet… I… Hand… Covered in pee.” Mom gather what had happened. Claire woke up and her plan worked, but she had an accident when getting out of bed. She knew this may have upset Claire even more, as she would consider this having an accident. Over Claire’s soft sobs, mom heard another sound. There was a dripping noise coming from the toilet. Was Claire still trying desperately holding on and slowly leaking? “Claire, what is dripping? Do you still need to pee?” Claire realized mom must think she was still having an accident. She started sobbing loudly. All mom understood was, “no… Flooded… Training panties… Soaked… Stuck on toilet… Dripping.” Then Claire began crying uncontrollably. She lowered her head and covered her face with one arm, the other arm still outstretched away from her. Mom ran some warm water and wet a hand towel. She washed Claire’s outstretched hand, assuming that she must have peed on it while holding herself. Claire sobbing seem to subside. After Claire’s hand was clean, mom asked, “Honey, do you want to stand up?” “I can’t… Might get pee on the floor.” Claire’s mom tried not to laugh. Maybe Claire did not know that she had left a trail from her room to the bathroom and there was already a puddle in front of the toilet. Mom decided it was better not to mention the trail. “It’s OK, we can clean it up, but we need to get you cleaned up.” Claire looked up at her mom, blushed and nodded. Claire held the hem of her cami as mom helped her off the toilet. As Claire stood up, a stream of pee ran down the inside of each leg. She cringed at the feeling, but let her mom help her up. “Claire, do you want to take your panties off or can I help you?” Claire just looked at her mom, then the ground and begin blushing furiously still holding the hem of her cami. Knowing Claire was too embarrassed to ask for help, mom knelt down in front of Claire and slowly lowered her sodden training panties down her slender pee streaked legs. Claire shuddered as the cool air brushed up against her warm wet crotch. Thankfully, she thought, at least she was empty and the cool air did not make her pee again. “Left foot… now right foot,” said mom, helping Claire step out of her training panties. As Claire silently followed mom’s instructions, Claire’s mind was in whir. Here she was, 10 years old, standing half naked in front of her mom, while her mom helped her change out of a pair of training panties that she had soaked while she was awake. She did not want to look like a baby, but all she wanted to do was put this night behind her and go back to bed. So for the first time in years, Claire let her mom take care of her. “Honey, do you want to take a bath or shower?” Mom was surprised when Claire just shook her head. So mom asked, “Do you want me to clean you up?” Claire blush furiously and gave an almost imperceivable nod. Mom rinsed out the washcloth and got it nice and warm. She was happy that Claire was letting her help, but this was so unusual for Claire that mom was worried. As Claire stood there in the middle of the bathroom, legs slightly spread, she watch mom rinse out the rag. The cool sticky feel of pee drying on her mound, and the occasional whiff of urine, reminded her why she hated not being able to control such a basic part of her life. She did well in school, had lots of friends, none of whom know about “this”, and her parents considered her very responsible. Why couldn’t she control her bladder? She could manage during the day. She always went to the bathroom between class breaks and after lunch, she always made sure to note where the nearest bathroom was when she was out, and she always went pee before she left the house. Mom, walking back over to her with the washcloth, broke her train of thought. She watched as mom knelt down in front of her. When mom asked her to spread her legs she felt her face grow hot with a blush. Claire complied and bend her knees slightly to make her mom’s job easier. As she bent her knees, she felt her lips, till now stuck together with her dried pee peal open, exposing her even more and as her nethers grew a little cooler, her face grew a lot hotter. Then the warm washcloth warmed her crotch. While the feel of the warm washcloth was similar to her freshly wet training panty and she felt very babyish for letting her mom clean her, anything was better than the feel of cool, sticky urine between her legs. In fact this warm wetness felt good. As she relaxed and mom continued to clean her, she began to feel a funny tingle between her legs, especially when mom would clean near her pee hole. At first the feeling relaxed Claire, but then, was she supposed to feel this? Mom had said this was a naughty place, so a good feeling from a naughty place must be bad. Claire tried not to think about the feeling and fixed her eyes on the far wall. Claire’s rigid stare did not relax until she felt mom clean her legs. “OK, all clean, let’s get you back to bed.” Claire finally lowered her cami and let mom lead her back to bed. On the way back, Claire noticed they were walking to one side of the hall. When Claire looked down she saw the trail of droplets leading to her room. She hid her face against her mom in shame, until she got back to her room. When they were back in Claire’s room, mom sat her on the edge of her bed and went to get a pair of her panties. Mom thought about a pull up, but as Claire never wet after this time of night and sense she wanted to boost Claire’s self-esteem, she chose a pair of pink big girl panties with a penguin on the front. Claire looked in surprise. Mom was going to let her where big girl panties to bed? She had even thought to ask for a pull up, since she felt like such a baby. “Um mom, but I had an accident.” “Yes, but you did not wet the bed.” Until now Claire had not noticed that the trail of droplets stopped, or rather started, at the door to her room and her bed was dry. She had done it, sort of, she did not wet the bed and mom was letting her where big girl panties to bed for the first time! Claire still was upset about her accident and she was not free of bed wetting like she had planned, but maybe she was getting there. Mom notice Claire’s normal cheerful and confident demeanor return a little. When she came over to Claire with big girl panties she asked Claire, “Can I help you?” Claire smiled and nodded. She let her mom slipped her panties over her feet and then stood up so her mom could slide them up her legs and onto her hips. It felt a little weird to let someone put panties on her. Even after wetting the bed, she always cleaned and changed herself. As Claire laid down and her mom tucked her in, she said, “Thanks mom. I know I get mad when you help me sometimes, but I just want to be more like an adult and I hate feeling like a baby.” “Sweetie, it’s OK. Your father and I think you are a very responsible young lady,” mom said a she tucked Claire in and kissed her on the forehead. Mom left and turned out the light. As Claire turned on her side, between her legs felt funny. She had never slept without any padding between her legs. She slid her hand over her tummy to feel her panties. They were the same as what she wore during the day, but somehow they felt different now that she had them on at night. As she felt her big girl panties on her crotch that funny tangles started to come back. She blushed and took her hand from between her legs. As she drifted off to sleep she felt funny, the tingle was still there. When Claire woke up at her usual and responsible 7:00 AM, the first thing she noticed was she fell like she was not dressed. The familiar warm bulk was not between her legs. Then she remember mom let her where big girl panties to bed after her…after last night’s unpleasantness. The next thing she was aware of was a strong need to pee. She slipped out of bed and walked down the hall. When she got to the toilet she lowered her big girl panties and sat. She immediately began to pee. While she hated the fact that she had little bladder control when she actually sat on the toilet, this was just one unpleasantness of life she did her best to ignore. As she relaxed on the toilet she resolve to keep working to stay dry at night. The following night Claire knew what she had to do. She did not wear her light cami as usual, she wore a big sweatshirt that came down below her training panties. It was the cold that got her last night and tonight when she got up, she would stay nice and warm. When her alarm went off at 2:45 AM she was dry, but with an urgent need to pee. She silenced her alarm and pulled back her covers. All she needed to do now was hurry to the potty. She was so excited she hopped out of bed, then it happened. Between the shock of the cool hardwood floor against her feet and the jolt of jumping out of bed, she started to lose control. Her bladder spasm hard, sending a spurt into her training panties. As hard as Claire squeezed her legs together and grabbed her crotch she continued to dribble. Then her bladder, feeling relief, contracted again, sending a bigger spurt into her training panties. Claire’s lips not only felt warm but we’re getting damp as the training panty reached its limit. Claire knew she was fighting a losing battle, so she ran to the bathroom as quickly as she could, with one hand clasped against the crotch of her training panties. About halfway down the hall, her fingers started to get wet, and by the time she got to the toilet, her training panties were soaked and pee was starting to drip from her knuckles. Like the night before, she sat on the toilet and her bladder immediately flooded her training panties. While she was again helplessly wetting herself like a little baby, her eyes noticed something on the sink. There was a pair of big girl panties, a washcloth, and a note from mom. She could not read the note from where she sat, but the thought made her smile. Once she was done she thought about how to get up, her pee was still streaming from the crotch of her training panties. Claire thought, “Well my hand is already wet.” With that she grabbed the crotch of her cotton training panties and squeezed. When she did the sodden training panties gushed urine into the toilet, as she had planned. However, some of the piss was forced back up into her mound. Claire shuddered and she felt the still warm pee spurt back up into her filling and expanding every crevice of her vagina before draining back out, through her training panties, and into the toilet. Claire thought with disgust, “Well, I finally found something grosser than wetting myself.” When Claire relaxed her grip on the crotch of her training panties, it stopped dripping. Claire use some toilet paper to wipe off urine droplets that sprayed onto her thighs and exposed butt. Then she got up and went to the sink. When she got there she took off the yellowed, wet, rapidly cooling training panties and place them in the sink. Then she read her mom’s note. “I know that you like to feel independent, so I took the liberty of laying you out some of your panties so you can change. The washcloth is just in case. – love mom. PS. If anything is wet just leave it in the sink.” Claire smiled. She turned on the water and got it nice and warm. She wet the washcloth and begin to clean herself. She cleaned her thighs, butt, around her mound, and as the warm rag moved across her mound she decided she would clean it well inside too. She rinsed the rag out and used her middle finger to slide the warm damp rag into her slit. As she cleaned herself the tingling began, she felt naughty but she really wanted to be clean. The tingles continued to grow until her knees started to feel weak and her free hand was gripping the edge of the sink for support. She needed to stop, but it felt so good. If she could just stop moving her hand, then she became aware that it was not just her hand that was betraying her, her hips for rocking too. She was being a really bad girl and knew it, but she could not stop. As she kept rubbing her slit the washcloth seem to get damper, her hips began to rock faster, and her mind became fuzzy. She became only aware of that wonderful feeling growing from between her legs. Then there was a knock on the door. Claire froze, not just her treacherous hand, but her whole body went rigid. Then she felt a burning blush grow across her face. “Claire are you OK?” her mom asked through the door. Claire was so embarrassed, well at least she had closed the door tonight. “I… I am OK, just needed to clean up.” “OK, let me know if you need anything.” “OK, thanks mom. I’m fine. You can go back to bed.” “OK, night Claire.” “Night mom.” The heat and tingles between Claire’s legs were fading but we’re still very noticeable. Claire drop the rag in the sink and slipped on her big girl panties. As Claire’s panties pressed up against her mound the warmth and tingling stop fading. Once she was sure mom was gone, she went back to her room. As she walked back to her room, she noticed that even the little her panties moved as she walked seem to wake up the tingles. As she get in bed, she had to fight the urge to let her hand slide down between her legs. “This must be why mom told me it was so naughty, once I started I can barely keep my hands out of my crotch,” Claire thought. As she placed her hands under her pillow, she decided never to touch herself like that again. The next night, Claire took all the previous precautions and put her house slippers, which she normally did not use, right where her feet landed when she got out of bed. That night, when her alarm went off at 2:45 AM. Claire got up and slipped out of bed, making sure to ease herself into her slippers. She was out the door and partway down the hall before her bladder spasmed. She doubled over and tried to maintain control. As she got control she felt her training panties grow a little warm. She had leaked a little bit but she had stopped it. As she hurried the rest of the way to the toilet, she felt a few more little spurts escape. Once she got to the toilet she dropped her training panties and sat at the same time. As soon as the cool air slipped past her damp mound she started to pee. Thankfully she was over the toilet, she had perfected this move years ago when she was younger and had more close calls. As she peed, she inspected the damage to her training panties. The crotch was yellow and damp, but she had not leaked. When she was done peeing, she wiped herself off with toilet paper, took off her training panties, and walked to the sink. She placed her training panties in the sink and slip on the big girl panties mom had left again tonight. When she glanced at the washcloth that was beside the sink she smiled, she would leave it folded up for mom to find the morning. Then she blushed when she remember what she had done with the washcloth the night before and her crotch got warm and tingly. She blushed, quickly looked away, and went back to bed. This routine had continued for several weeks. Claire did not wet the bed again, but had many close calls resulting in her training panties being wet to different degrees each night. After a month, she managed to make it to the toilet without any troubles and kept her training panties dry. At the end of the second month she felt she was ready to wear big girl panties to bed. That night Claire wore her favorite blue panties with a unicorn on the front. She wore one of her usual sweatshirts, but tonight’s was a little short, only coming to her waist. When Claire’s alarm clock went off she was not worried, she calmly turned it off and pull back the sheets to get out of bed. But then, her bladder it finally gotten one up on her. As soon as the cold air hit the gusset of her thin big girl panties her lips rapidly cooled and her bladder contracted, hard. Before her hand could reach her crotch a spurt of pee erupted, she felt a warm stream cascade down her slit and pool around her butt. She managed to get control, but as she got out of bed her bladder contracted again. This time, with her big girl panties already soaked with pee, the spurt streamed down her legs and sprayed through her gusset onto the floor. Claire rammed her hand into her crotch and she sunk down on her knees. She struggled to regain control, but it was not meant to be. Every time she stopped leaking her bladder sent a fresh little spurt of pee through her panties. Each time a she regained control it felt like her hand was pulled up into her body. But then the next spasmed would push it out again. After what fell like several minutes of fighting little spurts of urine that simply cascaded over her hands and dripped onto the wood floor or ran down her legs, she lost. Pee just began to flow out over her hands and pool on the floor. It fell like all her muscles down there were still tight but the pee just kept coming out. Here she was, again wetting the floor like a little girl, no a baby. When she was empty, she stood up, took off her panties, and laid them on the floor. From the glow of the nightlight by her bed she could see that her favorite pair of blue unicorn panties had turned green around the crotch. This upset her almost as bad as what had just happen. Sobbing quietly she wiped herself dry with tissue and when into the hall to get a towel. She wiped up the floor and wrapped her favorite pair of panties in the towel. Then she went to the restroom. Her mom had left her a spare pair of panties with a note. “I know you probably will not need them, but just in case. -Love mom.” Claire close the door and start crying. She felt she let her mom down. She knew she had let herself down. She started running some warm water in the sink and looked for a washcloth, but when she saw the washcloth she blushed. The memory of what she had done two months before rush back to her and that warm tingly feeling returned as if her crotch longed for the washcloth. Claire turn off the sink and decided to take a shower. The warm water felt really good. As the water ran through Claire’s jet black hair and over her fair, thin body, she thought back over the last two months. She sat on the floor of the shower, arms wrapped around her knees, and began to cry. She had worked so hard to stop wetting the bed, but after two months here she was, bed wet, floor wet, and she may have ruined her favorite pair of panties. About that time there was a soft knock on the door. Claire thought it was her mom so she sobbed, “Come in.” It was not her mom that came through the door, but her little sister Emily. Claire was surprised but not upset. She could see Emily was wearing a long pink princess t-shirt with a wet diaper drooping below the hemline. “What are you doing up?” Claire asked, her voice still breaking. “Oh, I heard the shower and wondered what was wrong. Emily’s room was right by the bathroom. Claire thought she must have woken her up. “Claire are you OK?” “I just had an accident and wet the bed. I thought I’d finally stopped.” Claire tried not to act upset. Although it was a little easier to tell a girl in full diaper that she wet the bed than tell her mom. “Um… Well I could wash your hair and back if it would make you feel better.” Claire was always very private about her body and normally did not let anyone see her naked. But to have someone wash her back and hair did sound very relaxing. Clara agreed and what happened next shocked her. Emily took off her nightshirt and diaper, put her diaper in the trash can, and hopped in the shower with Claire. For a moment Claire smelled a whiff of urine, but once Emily rinsed off it was gone. As Emily shampooed Claire’s long black hair, they talked. “Claire why is it so important to stop wetting the bed? You can just wear a diaper like me.” Claire did not want to offend Emily, who’s always kind to her, but the thought of anyone wearing a diaper, beside a baby, was gross. So she said, “Um, well I don’t really like wearing a diaper and I guess it’s kind of a controlled thing. I don’t want to need a diaper every night and I want to be able to take care of myself.” “Well… but don’t you like it when mom takes care if you. I… Kind of like it when mom diapers me at night.” “I think we’re just different. While I love mom and appreciate how she takes care of us, I just get a better feeling when I take care of myself.” “I guess that sounds more adult, but I kinda like…” Emily trailed off with a blush. “Oh never mind, you can rinse hair out now.” After Claire rinsed her hair, Emily washed her back and then played in the water while Claire finished washing herself. “Emily I’m done, you want me to wash your hair?” “No, but… Can you… um… Dry me off and diaper me?” This was one of the few times that Claire ever saw Emily blush such a deep red. “Um, sure let me just grab a towel,” Claire blushed a little herself at the request, especially at the thought of diapering her little sister. Claire open the door to the shower and grabbed one of the big fluffy towels hanging on the wall. She wrapped it around her sister shoulders, then grabbed one for herself and wrapped it around her own shoulders. She first dried Emily’s hair, which did not take very long as Emily’s hair was only shoulder length. She then dried Emily’s body and arms and blushed to she got down on her knees. She then dried Emily’s legs and then made to stand up. Emily saw that her big sister was about to get up and said, “Um Claire, I’m still wet down there, mommy normally dryers me off between my legs too.” Claire felt her face turn red with a hot blush, “Ah, OK. Can you spread your legs a little bit then?” As Emily spread her legs to let Claire finished drying her off, Claire tried to not think about what she was doing. Claire first reach around and dried off Emily’s bottom and then put the towel over one hand and gently patted off between her little sisters legs. Finally she dry off the inside of Emily’s legs. Claire looked up and asked, “All dry?” With a big grin Emily answered, “All dry, thank you.” “OK let me dry off and then I’ll, er… Get you ready for bed.” “OK” Claire stood up and wrapped the towel around Emily shoulders again. Then, Claire quickly dried off, getting embarrassed again at being naked in front of her little sister. Claire begin to blush when she’d wipe off between her legs and her blush depend when she noticed Emily was watching her. She decided not to say anything, she didn’t want to embarrass Emily who’d been so sweet to her tonight. After Claire finish drying off, she wrapped her towel around her hair to keep it from dripping on the floor. Claire stepped out of the shower and then turned around and helped her sister out. She went over and picked up her big girl panties and slipped them on. Again she noticed Emily watching her. Blushing with embarrassment she finally asked, “Are you watching me?” Emily’s eyes fell to the ground and her face went crimson, “Um…ah…yea. I know I shouldn’t but you are so pretty Claire.” Claire tried to keep her composure. She had already had a long night and Emily had helped her feel much better. Maybe it was ok? Emily certainly did not think anything of being naked in front of her. Claire finished dressing by pulling on her sweatshirt. Emily was still standing in front of Claire with her towel draped over her shoulders. “Um…Emily do you want to where your nightshirt to bed?” “Yep,” Emily replied, tossed her towel in the hamper, and raised her arms, expecting Claire to dress her. Claire was surprised how unabashed Emily was, just standing naked in front of her, waiting to be dressed. Claire helped Emily on with her nightshirt. Emily may not think much of being nude, but Claire felt better that Emily was not naked anymore. A few times since they were in the shower Claire had noticed that Emily seemed a little fidgety, so she asked, “Emily do you need to go potty?” “Um…no I am fine. I must have wet just before waking up.” “OK, let’s go get you ready for bed,” Claire tried to stay in a cheery voice. While she had been uncomfortable with most of what happened tonight, she feared diapering her little sister may be the most embarrassing part of the night. As they made the short walk to Emily’s room, Emily walked very close to Claire, put her arm around her big sister’s waist, and laid her head against Claire’s shoulder. When they got to Emily’s bed, Emily said, “Thank you Claire” “It’s OK, this is the least I can do for my sweet little sister, who tries so hard to cheer me up.” Claire kissed Emily on the forehead. “Emily, um where are the…supplies?” “Oh, the diapers are on the bottom shelf of cabinet there, and the baby powder is on the shelf above,” Emily responded, pointing to the cabinet by her armoire, across the room. Claire had already started over to the cabinet, but stopped in her tracks when she heard Emily tell her about the baby powder. She was surprised, at 8 Emily still got powdered. Claire was wondering if Emily really wanted to be a baby. She decided not to say anything and went and got the supplies. When she turned around, Emily had already laid out her changing mat and was lying across the bed, nightshirt already pulled well above her waist. Claire walked back to Emily’s bed, “Um, what do I do Emily?” “Well first you need to open the diaper and put the big end under my bottom, then sprinkle the baby powder in the crotch of the diaper and between my legs. Finally just rub the baby powder around on my peach and tape me up,” Emily explained, as if this were as mundane as making a PB&J sandwich. Claire just stared at her sister, red faced and completely baffled. Did her sister have no humility whatsoever? “Earth to Claire. Did you zone out? I am getting a little cold down there.” “Oh, sorry. Ok Emily can you lift up your bottom, so I can put the diaper under you?” Emily lifted and spread her legs and put her feet on the edge of the bed. Then she lifted her bottom off of the changing pad. As Claire slid the diaper under Emily’s bottom she could not help but look between Emily’s legs. In a moment she saw more of her sister than she had ever seen of herself. Emily’s lips were spread wide, due to her position on the bed. Claire tried to look away, but something caught her eye. Claire could see Emily’s pee hole, and from it a little dribble of urine was leaking out. As Claire positioned the diaper under Emily, she stared, fixated at the trickle of urine and it leaked down her sisters slit. Claire lost her view when Emily lowered her bottom onto the diaper and her lips closed. “Hey Claire, are you falling asleep?” Claire looked up red faced from her little sister’s crotch, to see Emily staring at her. Claire was mortified. Had Emily noticed her staring at her peach? Did Emily know she had leaked? “It’s OK if you want to look, but I am kinda tired now.” “Oh, no, um.. Sorry I must have dozed off. Um, powder that’s right,” Claire stammered. She did not think Emily would buy that, but it was something to say. She sprinkled power in Emily’s diaper and on her crotch. She then gently rubbed the powder over Emily’s mound, hopping Emily would not piddle on her hand or the pee already under Emily’s lips would not seep out. She glanced up at Emily, who was now happily sucking her thumb and staring at the ceiling. Claire finished rubbing in the baby powder and hand stayed dry. She taped Emily up and patted her on the thigh. “Ok all done. Was I as good as mom?” Emily looked at Claire, took her thumb out of her mouth, and said, “A little slow on the start, but my diaper feels just as snug as when mom does it.” Emily gave Claire a big smile and said, “Thank you Claire.” “No problem” “Um, Claire, can you say with me tonight?” Claire was feeling very weirded out by the night and just wanted to sleep. But, she had also enjoyed the support Emily had given her. “Claire. It’s OK you have already done enough tonight. Mom will help you change your sheets in the morning. Just sleep here.” Emily had a point. Emily may have no bladder control while she slept, but she was the one with a dry bed. “Ok, let me go wash my hands.” Claire went to wash her hands and saw Emily getting off the bed. When Claire got to the bathroom she peed again, just in case. It would look really bad if she wet her little sister’s bed. Then she washed her hands. When Claire got back, Emily had put the changing mat away and was in the bed. Emily had slid to the far side of the bed to give Claire room. Claire turned off the light and got into bed. Once Claire got into bed, Emily snuggled up to her. Claire hugged her little sister close. As Emily was snuggling up, Claire’s knee slid up against the crotch of Emily’s diaper, it was warm and felt like Emily had already wet it. She wondered if Emily had leaked before, during her diaper change, because her bladder was almost full, but she did not know she had to pee until the diaper was already on. “Emily, do you need a change?” “Um, no, I am fine, thanks. I love you Claire, good night.” “I love you too Emily, goodnight.” That was the last night Claire wet the bed and there were no more trails of pee down the hall. She had learned what to look out for and how to make it to the toilet without any bad accidents. That is not to say there were not a few night each month that Claire’s panties were not damp by the time she got to the toilet. Claire just told herself that is just life. As Claire recalled this memory she fell asleep with a smile on her face, still contemplating her final victory over diapers tomorrow.

Hi! I'm Molly, and I've been into omorashi for a while now. I found out about this site and I think it looks cool, so I thought I'd share some of my stories. I'm bisexual, but when it comes to omorashi, I swing for girls more. I just love the looks on girls' faces when their pants are covered in piss..... I love to pee my pants. I pee my pants at least 3 times a week. It always feels so great having all that hot piss go all over my legs and ass. I'm sure a lot of people are wondering how I look, too. I'm 117 pounds, I'm 5'5''. I have long brown straight hair. I'm 19, and yes, I still live with my family. I don't really care as I'm on vacation right now from college. When September starts up again I'll be moving back into my dorm. Just so you guys know, I'm not really planning on posting any pics or vids of me wetting myself. Sorry. I'm too shy for that. So anyways, I love drinking a lot before I go to bed at night. I just love the feeling with my bladder full the next day where I have to rush out of bed to make it to the bathroom. I guess it's like an alarm clock for me. So I drank about 3 cups of water before bed last night. I hate pajamas, wearing them I just don't like. So I sleep in my clothes from the day before every night and shower in the morning. It sounds a little gross, but it's like an OCD thing I guess. So I was wearing my faded blue skinny jeans last night with a bright blue v-neck on. I was also wearing a red thong as well. Like I said, I drank about 3 cups of water. I was feeling horny before going to bed, so I ended up masturbating before I slept. Just the thought of waking up the next day made me pretty horny alone. I went to bed, feeling an urge to pee, about a 3 or 4. But this was nothing I couldn't handle, I thought. I went to bed at 9 since I was exhausted from that orgasm. But around 4 o'clock in the morning, I snapped awake. My bladder hurt, and I really needed to pee. I didn't feel like walking out of bed, but I ended up just sucking it up and going. I sat on the toilet, and tried to pee, but for some reason, I couldn't go. I gave up trying and went back into bed. I lay awake for about 10 minutes, still needing to pee. I fell back asleep for about another 2 hours, and woke up at 6. My bladder was really hurting. I seriously needed to pee. I didn't want to go back to the bathroom, because I already did it once and that didn't work out so great. But there was no way I could get back to sleep with the bad urge. I decided that I would pee a little bit in my pants until I could control my urge. So I started to go, with my ass immediately soaking up a lot of piss. I pissed in my pants and bed for about 10 seconds, until I started to see my pee going onto my bed sheets. I almost couldn't stop, I had to shove my hand into my jeans and grab my pussy. There. I felt a little better. My 10 urge went back down to about 7.5. But my piss started to get cold, and my ass was getting bothered by this feeling, so I turned around and slept on my stomach. This made me aroused, and I probably would have masturbated again if I weren't so tired. But that arousal crept its way into my dream. I dreamed that I woke up at 4 in the morning again, and walked into my bathroom. But I couldn't get my skinny jeans unbuttoned, and I really needed to piss, so I sat down on the toilet and just let it all out. My lower body became very warm all of a sudden. All I heard was a hissing, but I didn't hear anything go into the toilet. Wait, what? I thought. Why isn't it going into the toilet? My eyes immediately opened. I could still hear the hissing noise and my legs were now burning in warmth. Shit! I'm wetting the bed! I haven't pissed the bed in a few months now! I tried to position myself to sit on my knees, and I tried shoving my hand in my crotch again to stop it, but I couldn't stop. I admitted defeat, and fell back onto my stomach again, wetting all over the front of my jeans. I looked up, still laying down, and saw a huge puddle creeping in all directions. My stomach became warm and my shirt starting getting very wet. I guess I was moaning, and I guess it was pretty loud, because my mom ran into my room, thinking I was hurt or something. But no, I was indeed wetting my bed. My parents don't know officially of my kinks, but I think they suspect something. But my mom didn't see at first that I was wetting all over my bed and clothes. ""Molly! Are you okay? Wait, what...." I didn't even realize she came into my room until she said that. I turned, and saw her there. But I was still peeing, I still had some left in my bladder. "Mom!" I said. "Uh...w-what do y-y-you need?" "I heard you moaning, I thought you were hurt, and, well, you wet the bed!" There was no denying it. I couldn't hide it, other than the fact that I was still laying on my stomach on most of the mess, but she could tell from my wet ass and uncovered parts of the puddle I made, that I did wet the bed. I blushed. I didn't even look at her. I couldn't. "What kind of child do you think you are, Molly? You are 19 years old! You are not some little kid! I expect you to clean this mess up by the time I get home from work! No kid of mine is gonna do that sort of shit in my house." She left the room, and I started crying into my pillow. She couldn't and wouldn't understand what even happened really. I sat up finally, and looked at the mess I made. There was a HUGE puddle on my bed. My sheets were absolutely soaked, probably stained that way now. They soaked up my piss after 5-10 minutes. I felt my jeans. The front of my thighs were dark and soaked. My shirt? The bottom of it was wet, too. What a mess. It's been about an hour since I woke up to that mess. I still haven't cleaned it up yet, I'll do it later. In fact, I'm still wearing my clothes that I had my accident in. I feel so naughty and dirty. I'll get back to you guys on what happens soon. UPDATE I finally took off my pants and put them in the laundry. My thong is still absolutely wet. It's soaked. I threw all of my clothes in the laundry, and stayed home alone, naked. I was pretty aroused by all of what happened, and how naughty I felt, so I masturbated some more. I had a huge orgasm, and between me and everyone here....I squirted a lot if anyone cares to know. I feel so naughty by all of this, but I'm so proud of how big of a mess I made. My room reeks of piss, and I'm sure my mom is gonna have more to say to me when she gets home from work. That's it guys! I hope this wasn't too boring!

Fan-Fiction for the episodic adventure Life is Strange, click the link to find out more about this lovely game. Perhaps the fluffiest thing I've ever written. I would appreciate comments and feedback after reading it. Thanks :). Download: kate.txt Picture credit: http://www.deviantart.com/art/ProtectKateMarsh-525485100 Protect Kate Marsh This is where I sat with Chloe the first day we reunited. On this bench settled on the cliffside overlooking the bay by the lighthouse. I must've spent hours sitting and thinking about not only the final decision that we made, but the entire week that had passed. If I said that I hadn't shed tears at all since then, I'd be a liar. Melancholy has taken over me and I couldn't imagine it would go away anytime soon. I’ll miss you, Chloe… Night fall came sooner than expected. I swear the sun was still up a few minutes ago but I must have been sitting here longer than I thought. I am exhausted from thinking too much and from drowning my face in tears so I decided to head home. I barely made it to the bus stop in time, the last bus of the day. For some reason I expected it to be right on time. Time… the ultimate enemy I had faced that week and also my greatest ally. The bus was almost empty except for a few late night business men. A few of them looked at me strangely as if it was odd to see a young girl taking the night bus. I ignored them and sat in a vacant seat away from everyone. Though now I realised they may have seen my red blotchy eyes. Thankfully, no one decided to concern themselves about it and kept to their seats. I pulled my hood over my head and listened to my music as the bus drove me back to Blackwell Academy. After arriving to my stop, I swiftly stepped out and began walking towards my dorm from the courtyard. It was barren as expected. The sounds of the crickets was the only thing I heard the entire way. I stopped on the steps of my dorms and looked back. I wondered if everything would be different now that I literally changed the course of time. I decided to not worry about that and continued on inside the building. The hallway was dark and quiet, until I passed by Kate's bedroom. The light inside was on and the door was cracked open a tad. Curiously, I stopped and listened. Inside, I could hear Kate sobbing quietly to herself. I debated if I should bother her right now. Of course I knew why she was crying. She's hurting from all the bullying. Then I remembered what happened at the party, and what was supposed to happen tomorrow if I didn't do something right now. I couldn't bare to think of it. I don't want to lose Kate again… I softly knocked on the door and waited. After a moment she stopped crying, but said nothing. "Kate…?" I whispered through the crack. I didn't look in, that would be rude. But again, she said nothing. I began to walk away, thinking she didn't want any visitors, until I heard the door creak open slightly. I turned around to see half of her face peaking out. "Kate, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you." She looked down, glum. "I just wanted to check up on you." We stood there and shared a moment of silence. Then she stepped back, opened the door and sat down on the edge of her bed. I took this as a sign of invitation and followed her inside. I started to sit down next to her but she stopped me with her hand. "Max, please don't… don't sit right here." Her words were sharp initially but then trailed off in a hushed tone. 'You can.. sit in the chair… just please.. not on the bed." She looked at me for only a moment then resumed staring at the ground. "Sure, Kate." I was confused but I respected her wishes and pulled up the chair from her desk then placed it front of her. I sat down and looked up at her. Her eyes were red from crying and it looks like she hadn't slept in a while. She was wearing teal colored pajama pants and a white printed t-shirt. I sat silently, wondering what I should say that wouldn't just make her more upset. How do I tell someone not to jump off the roof, when I'm technically not supposed to know about that yet? How do I tell her that I know what happened at the vortex club party when not even she knows? Should I tell her about my time travel power and would she even believe me? "Kate.. what's wrong?" I looked at her, almost wanting to begin crying again. Seeing her in pain hurt me. She fumbled the carpet with her foot and took a moment to speak. "Just… stuff." I already knew everything that has happened and will happen to Kate. But I have to wait. "I'm worried about you Kate. It's obvious that you're sad…" She looked up, almost meeting my eyes. "Kate, I want to help you. You're my friend." "I.. I just don't know if I can, Max." She let a lone tear fall from her eye that I saw glisten in the light. I picked up her hand from her lap and held it. She flinched and looked up at me as her lips parted. "Kate please... " I started tearing up as I looked into her gloomy eyes. She began quivering, I could feel her body shaking through her hand. Then she moved her left hand to the bed and grasped the covers. I followed her careful movement as she pulled them aside to reveal the bottom sheet. I gasped as I noticed the soaked area on the bed, gazing over it for a moment before giving her hand a soft squeeze. "Oh, Kate…" I whispered. "It's okay, it's not your fault." She said nothing, but kept part of her face covered with her other hand. I tried to keep eye contact with her. "You've been under a lot of stress. These things happen." I couldn't imagine how mortified she must have been. Plus this only added to her list of problems. Kate pulled her hand free of my grasp and buried her face into her own. I slowly moved over to the dry side of her bed, where the pillows were and hugged her shivering body tightly. She felt so cold. I would have wrapped a blanket around her but I couldn't bare to let go of her even for a moment. "Don't trouble yourself with me, Max. I'm just a failure…" "Kate, don't say that." tears were flowing down my cheeks at this moment. "It isn't true…" Her body began to warm up where I was hugging her and her shivers subsided. I felt her arms wrap themselves around me. Smiling, I leaned my head onto hers as she buried it into my chest. I wanted to kiss it because she was so adorable. So I did. "Max, this isn't… the first time it happened." She reluctantly said. I assumed she was referring to her bed wetting. I pulled her up from my chest so we were face to face. "When did it start?" I asked curiously. It was obvious she was so embarrassed that she had trouble talking about it. I just hoped I wasn't being too nosy, I only wanted to help her. "A… week or so ago. I think…" She looked down, ashamed at herself. "Have you seen the nurse about it?" "Yeah… but all she did was give me these stupid things." Kate leaned over in front of the bed and pulled out an unopened package of diapers. She set it on her lap and held it in place. I could see them from the clear packaging that they had little bunnies around the waist line. I smiled at how cute they were. "I'm supposed to wear them at night but... " Her face flushed red and she let go of the package, causing them to slip off her lap. I caught them and took a closer look at them. There appeared to be a small pack of wet wipes at the end. "Don't you think you should try them at least? Sorry if I'm being pushy." She didn't say anything but instead looked down at her feet with her arms crossed over her tummy. "I mean… I know they won't stop you from… but at least you can have a dry bed." Kate glanced over at the package without moving her head like she was contemplating what I said. "I guess that makes sense, Max… I just..." I could see that her body was shaking again. Stupid Max, you're embarrassing the poor girl. But she did need to try them. "They're cute aren't they?" I said, pulling one out. Kate looked at the diaper in my hand and then up to me. Her face went even more red with embarrassment. "Max, could you help me with it? I just… don't think I can do it by myself." I was taken aback by her request. I didn't expect that at all… though I wasn't averse to the idea. I looked at the diaper in my hand. Am I really qualified for this? I mean, I changed a diaper once when I was fourteen while babysitting for my neighbors but this was different. It was definitely awkward, but exciting at the same time. "I mean, you don't have to if you don't want to, Max." Kate looked down and seemed disappointed that I wasn't willing to do it. "No... I want to, Kate." I stood up and walked to the end of the bed, setting the diaper down before me. Kate scooted down towards me and laid back on the bed, right under the wet spot. It was now I realised I was going to undress her, which meant seeing her privates. Did Kate realise this too? She looked up at the ceiling as I put my hands on the hem of her pajama bottoms. I pulled them off, along with her underwear which clung to her middle. Her pajamas were damp on the bottom from where she wet herself. Kate shut her legs together after being exposed. Now I should clean her with a wet wipe. I wasn't so worried about myself doing it but if Kate was comfortable. "Kate, I'm going to clean you with this wet wipe now okay?" She nodded her head. I pulled one out of the package and opened her closed legs a bit. This was the first time I actually looked at Kate's body like this, as I was trying not to stare at it before. I focused on cleaning her privates and her inner thighs, until the wipe was dry. I then tossed it into a nearby trashcan. Now for the diaper. "All clean, now I'm putting your new diaper on." I took the diaper and placed the front part between her legs. "Lift up." Kate complied and I placed the other half under her bottom and fastened the tape on each side. "All finished now, Kate." She lifted herself off the bed and looked down at her new padded self. "What do you think?" "Max, this feels so weird." She poked the soft garment as I sat on the bed next to her. "I know. But it will protect your bed at least." I smiled at her. She was an adorable site to see. The diapered look suited her very well. "And if you want… I'll come every night and morning to change you." Am I offering to be Kate's new mommy? Kate's face brightened up with a sweet smile before she grabbed me and hugged tight. "Max, you're a blessing…" Her voice sounded a bit cheerier than it was before. "I don't deserve you." I returned her hug and rubbed her back. "Kate, you deserve to be happy. You're the sweetest person I've ever met, and I will make it my life's goal to make you happy." She smiled and we continued to embrace each other on the edge of her bed. I could tell she was tired, her grip on me was loosening. Kate needed sleep, but not on this soaked bed. "Kate?" I felt her head move up to meet my eyes. Sleepy Kate looked so cute. "Why don't you sleep in my bed tonight?" Her eyes widened, and I realised what I said sounded a little strange. I felt my face flush red. Initiate awkwardness. "Um… I mean… uh…" I tried to justify what I meant. "I could take care of the bed, and I'll crash here when I'm finished." End awkwardness. "Max, you don't have to... " Her mouth opened wide to let out a yawn. "... do that." I watched her start to fall asleep again. Her arms fell off my body, and one hand landed on my thigh with a soft slap. "I want to." Her eyes opened half way but closed just as quickly. "Mmm… yuhsure?" "Yes. Come on, sweetie." I pulled her up from the bed and draped her arm over my back. She clung to me once again and we left her room and I closed her door. We made our way to my bedroom while her diaper made crinkling noises as we moved. Inside my room, I sat her on my bed and she got into her fetal position as I draped the covers over her. "Goodnight, Kate..." As I turned around to leave, Kate grabbed my hand. I turned to look at her grasp and then to her in confusion. "Max…" She paused for a moment, I thought she had fallen asleep again. "Sleep with me?" Wowsers. I felt a wave of goosebumps flow over my skin. "I don't want to be alone tonight… please?" Her soft voice trembled as she pleaded. "Okay…" I smiled. How could I say no to Kate? "Can I put my PJs on first?" Kate nodded and let go of my hand, no doubt falling asleep right after. I slipped off my pants and hoodie before pulling my sleep shorts on. Afterwards, I slid into my bed behind her. I kept some space between us, not knowing what I should do. "Hold me, please Max…?" her tired voice called out to me. Kate's body was shivering like it was before in her room. I wrapped my arm around her body and her shivering stopped almost instantly. My head leaned against her neck and part of her shoulders. I found her hand and grasped it in mine, then I heard a soft happy sound come from her. The vibration of it traveled through her back and into my ear pressed against it. I smiled and closed my eyes. Holding her close like this in the dim glow of the lights hanging above my bed was pure bliss. Her diaper rubbed against my legs as I pressed the rest of my body against hers. It was then I was reminded of the time I was in bed with Chloe after our shenanigans at the school. We didn't get nearly this close though. It was also then I realised that I hadn't thought about Chloe at all since I first began consoling Kate in her room. Confused feelings, Max has. All I know now is I didn't want to let go of Kate. I still felt horrible about Chloe, and I probably would always have a place for her in my heart. But now Kate will be sharing that space. I felt like I didn't need to worry about Kate's future anymore. I can protect her now. I just hope time doesn't get angry with me again for changing it.

So this is a story I am writing about my favorite band! :) I'm in it too, and this is the very first time I've ever shared my omorashi fiction with anyone, so feedback is extremely welcome! and later on there will be some bed wetting. Enjoy! Chapter 1: It was the day Katie had been waiting for all year. She was FINALLY leaving to spend the whole summer in Florida with Carlos at his beach house. He had invited her, Katie's best friend Thomas, and his friends as a birthday present, and finally, they were leaving! "Now be careful," Katie's mother reminded her as Carlos pulled into the driveway. "I love you, text me, all that good stuff." "I will Mama," Katie said, hugging her mother. "Hi Mrs. Kopp," Carlos said as he walked over to them. "I promise I'll take good care of Katie." Katie let out a titter, she always felt tingles when Carlos wrapped his arms around her. "I know you will," Katie's mom said. "And I know you two won't be sleeping together, RIGHT?" "Moom!" Katie whined. Carlos chuckled. "I promise, no sleeping together," Carlos fibbed easily. He actually had packed a box of condoms at Katie's request, unbeknownst to her mother. Katie gave her mom one last hug as Carlos loaded her stuff in to the car. "I'll see you at the end of the summer," Katie promised. And she ran off to the car. As she buckled up, Carlos popped in a Taylor Swift CD, and they were off. "Carlos I can't thank you enough for this," Katie said as they got on the Highway. "Anything for you babe," Carlos smiled. Katie sang along to every song on the album, only interrupted as the album ended and Carlos' phone rang. "Hellooo?" Katie answered. "Someone's had too much Taylor Swift this morning," Logan chuckled. "We were gonna stop for Starbucks at the next exit. y'all wanna come?" "Let me ask Carlos," Katie answered, turning to her beau. "You wanna grab some starbucks?" "Sure," He said. He was feeling a little sleepy, so he figured some caffeine would help. "Yeah, we'll meet y'all there," Katie said. "Sweet," Logan said, and he hung up. Carlos pulled off the highway and followed Logan's red truck to the starbucks parking lot. "Morning beautiful," Kendall said as Katie hopped out of the car. Carlos followed behind her. "Where's your other friend?" "He's stuck at home finishing up school for the year," Katie explained. "He'll fly out next week." "Ah," Kendall answered. Suddenly James pulled up in his silver Ferrari with his girlfriend Halston, pulling up in her tan Honda behind him. "We gonna get coffee or what?" He asked, flashing his perfect smile. Everyone went inside and ordered their coffee. Katie remembered that she had medicine she was supposed to take for her bladder, but not wanting to draw attention to herself, she left the pill in her bag. That one choice though, would become her undoing. *** Everyone got back in their cars and got back on the highway. Everyone stayed in a sort of line, but Halston texted Katie that she and James were gonna stop soon for a bathroom break and they'd meet the gang in Florida. Katie then became aware that she needed a pee too. "Hey Carlos? Can we stop at the next exit?" She asked. "But we're making such good time baby," He sighed. "Well then just keep going," Katie smiled. She knew that wasn't gonna end well, but maybe she could make it. it wasn't even an hour later and she knew she couldn't. "You okay sweetie?" Carlos asked. "Um," was all Katie could manage to say. It felt like she was about to burst. "Carlos we need to stop." "But baby we're in the middle of nowhere," He sighed. Why didn't she just tell him sooner? "I promise next exit we'll get off, okay?" Katie nodded, but she knew she wouldn't make it that long. She was rocking back and forth, trying to be a lady, but ended up grabbing her crotch. Carlos popped another CD in the player, this time a Jonas Brothers one, hoping it would distract her. "Hold on baby, just a little bit longer," Carlos said, rubbing Katie's back. She gasped, and suddenly there was the sound of liquid dripping on to the floor. Carlos was on the innerstate, so he pulled the car off to the side. At this point Katie wasn't even trying to hold anything back. She had her eyes closed and tears were falling down her cheeks. It didn't take her long to get to empty, and when she did, she let out a sob. "I-I-I'm so sorry Carlos!" Katie blubbered. "Baby it's okay," Carlos said, hugging her. "I should have listened to you." Katie just laid there in his arms, sniffling and feeling beyond mortified. Then Carlos had an idea as a wave of desperation hit him too. "Would it make you feel better if I pissed myself too?" He asked honestly. "Y-you would d-d-do that for me?" Katie asked. Carlos nodded. "Then sure." It didn't take him long. All he had to do was think of the waves at the beach and his bladder let loose. Soon you could hear the liquid hitting his side of the floor, and Katie let out a giggle. Carlos smiled. "Let's go get some gas and clean up, okay?" "Deal," Katie giggled.