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Author’s note: This story is meant to be like Zootopia 2 Many years has passed and the city of Zootopia is become a city with a rising impact of crime, just like Gotham City and it’s worsening everyday. The ZPD have been recruiting new policemen or policewoman to aid in this increasing cause and in this conflict Judy Hopps and partner Nick Wilde have fallen in love with each other and now Nick is her boyfriend. In aiding with the problem she almost got shot by one of the gangsters Nick and her were trying to find, but her partner killed the gangster before he could shoot her and this led them to their relationship. The couple have been sleeping in Judy’s appartment, they are having fun sleeping together and they mostly spend time having a sexual intercorse. Sunday, March 17 2019: After a wild night of Judy enjoying having sex with her boyfriend Nick, Judy woke up to find how badly she needed to pee, she got up and raced to the bathroom, where she plonked her sexy ass on the toilet and moaned in her hot relief. She must’ve spent an hour or so because her stream was so big, she must’ve held it in for the whole night, but she was pee shy she doesn’t want others to know about her desperation, before this crime infested city business happened on a mission Judy actually had an accident because she didn’t tell Nick about it. She was done, she wiped herself and flushed the toilet. Judy went to put on her clothes, she placed a pink laced panty on with no bra and her police outfit. Not shortly after that Nick got dressed and they could eat breakfast. They had bacon and eggs with orange juice and Judy kinda went overboard with it and she probably would regret doing that, they grabbed their phones that were charging in the kitchen and the keys and went in the car. Judy then started it and on course for the ZPD HQ, they always enjoyed living together and their missions because they are together and Nick is thinking about the proper time for him to propose to her, he really connects with her than any other girl he’s seen. By that time the driver felt that she needed to pee and decided to hold it in until they get to the warehouse where this gang is and come to the police station to find the coordinates or whereabouts they are located in Zootopia. To Be Continued...

I've decided for the next however long I am going to focus on three different stories that I will update infrequently as well as post a couple one shots every now and then. This is the first one shot. “All right, gang! We are going to our first sleep over since the move. We have to make sure that everything goes perfect! Fear, work up a list of everything that could go wrong.” Joy twirled in excitement. “Already done. Top of the list includes alien abduction, haunted house and hand in warm water prank.” Fear chimed in. “Like that could ever happen.” Joy laughed. “Alright, Disgust it’s up to you to make sure Riley doesn’t wear or do anything that could embarrass herself.” “On it.” Disgust shrugged, only vaguely paying attention. “Sadness, there could be a sad/romantic movie marathon. Make sure we have tissues on hand.” “I think I can manage that.” Sadness mumbled. “Anger, we don’t want to mess this up so you can take an early night.” “Why would I mess this up?!” Anger demanded. His head began to smolder. “I am just as essential to this operation as you!” “C’mon, I know that. But really, what is there to get worked up about tonight? Plus, if you take the night off I will even cover dream duty for you tonight.” “Now that I can get behind.” Anger calmed down. “If anyone needs me…. don’t.” Anger laughed and strolled out of the control room, ready to relax. “Wake me up if there is a pillow fight. I could use a few swings.” He called before he disappeared from sight. “Alright, everything is ready. Tonight is going to be the best ever!” Joy squealed. Riley couldn’t conceal her excitement (Not that she wanted to). It had been tough since the move, but now she was going to a sleep over. She finally had friends, and if everything went right she might even be popular! Butterflies fluttered in her stomach but she ignored them. Instead she focused on picking out the perfect set of pajamas. “A onesie? What are we? Four? Next.” Disgust disregarded the pajamas. “I like it.” Joy shrugged. “Rainbow Unicorn? Pass.” “Ooh, I loved her in Fairy Dream Adventure part 7.” “We know.” Disgust rolled her eyes. “Why don’t we have any cool clothes?” Sadness moaned. “All the kids are going to make fun of us!” Fear cried. “Relax. No one is going to make fun of us. What about those?” Joy asked. “Those could work.” Disgust admitted. A short while later and Riley was dressed in a matching set of pink pajamas bearing the image of a cookie with a bite taken out of it and the phrase “One tough cookie”. The perfect amount of cute and cool. Riley grabbed her backpack of overnight items and raced down the stairs. “Hurry mom, we are going to be late.” Riley called as she raced out the door to the car. “Don’t you want to be fashionably late?” Riley’s mom asked when she finally made it into the car. “I can’t wait that long.” Riley admitted sheepishly. “No, I wouldn’t think so. Alright let’s go.” Riley’s mom laughed. Finally Riley arrived at the sleep over. Her butterflies were more noticeable as she crept to the door. She briefly debated turning back. Her hand dangled just before the doorbell. “Haunted house, Joy. It’s a possibility.” Fear stressed. “There is no such thing as a haunted house. Besides, if there was maybe we could have a ghost friend like Casper!” “Ectoplasm is so not cool.” Disgust griped. “Every just relax. This is going to be great!” Riley heard the door bell’s short tune ring throughout the house. Trumpets announcing the arrival of the new queen bee… hopefully. Riley blushed at the idea of being super popular like one of the girl’s on TV. “Triple Dent Gum, will make you smile! Triple Dent Gum, lasts a while…” Riley sung to herself, waiting for someone to invite her in. “Hey, Riley right?” A dark haired girl answered the door. She wore a pair of black sweat pants and a comfy looking skull shirt. “Yeah, that’s me. And you’re cool girl.” Riley rambled. “What did you call me?” Cool girl laughed. “Uh, I said you’re Claudia.” Riley grew flustered. “Alright come on in.” She waved Riley in after her. “That was a close one.” Fear wiped sweat from his brow. “Crisis ad-ver-ted.” Riley followed Claudia into the house and found two other girls had come over. A black girl, who wore matching light blue tank top and shorts, and a girl with a blue streak in her short dark hair who wore, a rather baggy purple t-shirt. “Nice pajamas.” The black girl laughed. “My name is May.” “I’m Riley.” She shook May’s hand. “The other girl ignored Riley’s hand though. “Erica.” She said, clearly disinterested. “Wha?” Joy gasped. “She doesn’t like us.” Sadness lamented. “She will! We just have to make her!” Joy cried, determined. Unfortunately the rest of the night progressed without winning over Erica. Much to Joy’s dismay, she didn’t seem to find Riley’s goof ball antics funny, nor did she seem particularly interested in hockey. Instead, she seemed frustrated at Riley for trying to talk to her about it. “Good job, Joy.” Disgust mumbled sleepily. “You managed to make an enemy.” “Don’t remind me.” Fear whimpered. “Who knows what she will do to us?!” “She won’t do anything. We just have to figure out how to make her like us tomorrow. You guys get to sleep. I got dream duty tonight.” “I knew she wouldn’t like us.” Sadness mumbled as she dragged her feet out of the control room. “They don’t know what they are talking about. Everything is going to be A-OK.” Joy told herself as she sat back. Riley couldn’t fight the sleep any longer. The other girls seemed to somehow still have plenty of energy but she was drifting away. She struggled to keep her eyes open but she soon fell over onto her sleeping bag. The world faded away. The dream began innocent enough, even if it did star that “perfect boyfriend” character. Riley is too young to worry about boys. She needs to enjoy herself and have fun the good old fashion way: on the ice rink in full hockey gear. Joy thought to herself. Like most dreams Riley had, this one was shot from the perspective of Riley herself. Riley chased after her boyfriend as he waved her to follow him playfully. She skated after him on the icy lake. At least there is ice. Joy conceded. Riley’s boyfriend skated ahead, beckoning Riley to follow him to somewhere unknown. The icy lake was incredibly expansive and even when it felt like Riley had been chasing after her boyfriend for hours the edge of the lake was still out of view and he was still leading her somewhere. In reality Riley was sleeping soundly back at Claudia’s house. She had only laid atop her sleeping bag and wasn’t actually in it. This made it much easier for Erica to drag Riley’s hand towards the bowl of warm water. “Are you sure about this?” May asked. “Shhh. Of course. Riley was the first to fall asleep. Everyone knows the first one to fall asleep at a slumber party gets pranked.” “She’s new though. Maybe they don’t have that rule in… wherever she came from.” “May’s right. Besides, we’ve never put each other’s hand in warm water.” Claudia pointed out. “I know. But now we have an opportunity. Think of it as a hazing.” “What’s hazing anyway.” May asked. “Uh, sort of like a welcoming ceremony.” Erica shrugged. “Now just wait.” Erica whispered as she dipped Riley’s hand into the bowl and let her hand fall into the warm water. Riley whimpered softly. “How much further?” She called to her boyfriend. “We’re almost there.” He called back. Joy felt the effects of the warm water immediately. Joy’s bladder twinged. “I could probably use a bathroom…” She mumbled to herself. “But I’m stuck on dream duty.” Riley followed after her boyfriend, but her skating was more awkward and clumsy. She increased her speed and tried to catch up. Riley nearly made it to her boyfriend when the ground fell out beneath her. Riley slipped into the watery depths below. She fell into darkness. Her body tumbled down, deeper and deeper… Joy didn’t feel the cold that should have accompanied the icy water. Instead she felt a strange invitation to void her bladder. It was so full too! She pressed both hands into her lap and wiggled her butt into the console seat. She wanted so badly to let go in to the inviting water. Finally Riley emerged from the water and found herself in class. She was dry, but now she was dressed in her pajamas. Riley sank into her seat. Joy blushed at Riley’s inappropriate attire. She had bigger things to worry about. Joy felt like a water balloon was in her stomach. A faucet filled the balloon with more and more water with each passing moment. Riley crossed her legs. She squirmed in her seat (much like joy). In the back row her childish display was unseen. In the front of the class the teacher was lecturing about Niagara Falls. A chalk drawing on the board of the water fall features moving squiggly lines of water which slowly became more realistic until an actual waterfall cascaded water down the length of the chalk board. Riley openly held herself. She leaned forward until her chest brushed against her desk. Joy’s belly water balloon felt like it had grown to the size of a cantaloupe. It was approaching rupture point. Still, more water flowed into the balloon and the balloon expanded within Joy’s stomach. Joy’s belly began to bulge. Riley leaned back in her chair and slumped down as her previous position grew to be uncomfortable on her bladder. She wiggled her hips side to side and clenched at the fabric of her pajama pants so that her knuckles grew white. Joy’s belly water balloon had grown even bigger and more water entered it. It was starting to feel like a cannonball was nesting inside her. Riley grew more and more restless. She kept changing her pose from slumping to leaning over her desk. Both hands pressed into her crotch. Her legs coiled around each other and shook back and forth like a pendulum. Her entire body fidgeted periodically. She tried to press her butt even further down into her seat. Joy couldn’t take it anymore! Joy pressed the control to remote wake Riley… nothing happened. Joy pressed it again and again. Nothing happened. Riley was in deep sleep, she wouldn’t wake up. Joy’s eyes grew wide. Her belly bladder was now a ticking time bomb. The water was expanding the plastic past reasonable limits. More water continued to pour into a container that couldn’t withstand the pressure. Riley couldn’t take it anymore! Riley raised her hand. She pleaded to be dismissed to the restroom. After many moments of agonizing desperation and forgettable debating the teacher finally let Riley go. Joy expected Riley to dash to the bathroom like a bullet. Instead she waddled as fast as she could down the row and out the classroom. Joy’s bladder balloon began to overflow instead of tear all at once. Dribbles of water that couldn’t fit into the balloon drizzled down the sides of the balloon and into Joy’s panties. Joy felt her underwear grow damp. Riley shuffled down the halls with her thighs pressed together. She didn’t care for composure and shoved both hands into her crotch as she looked desperately for a bathroom. Her movements were agonizingly slow as she crept down the hall. The next hallway didn’t have any restrooms either. The mouth of the belly water balloon fell loose from the faucet for a moment. A quick gush of the water sprayed out and soaked Joy’s underwear with liquid warmth. Joy whimpered. The end was nigh. Riley wasn’t making any progress. She waddled down two more hallways without results. She stopped suddenly and doubled over. One leg lifted off the ground and bent in front of the other. Her hands pressed forcefully against her peephole. She held the awkward yoga pose for several moments before she could move on again. Her back remained hunched, her waddling slowed. Riley was at a snail’s pace. A tiny hole popped into the balloon. A hair’s width of water began to stream from the hole. Pee began to leak into Joy’s underwear. The golden liquid drenched her underwear and slowly began to saturate the butt of her dress. Joy was agonizingly aware of the steady flow of hot pee. The golden stream slowly expanded beneath her. A wet patch expanded around her butt ever so slowly. The fabric of her dress clung to her body while it greedily soaked up her bodily fluid. Riley was practically crawling when she reached the bathroom. Her pajamas already bore a sizable wet patch that covered most of her butt, and continued to expand steadily, but she wasn’t give up. She pushed through the door and entered… her class room? Riley stiffened in surprise at the faces of her peers. Her body froze in fear. The belly water balloon exploded. The front of her pants slowly darkened, as if for dramatic effect. The wet patch crept down her legs. Her once pink pajamas darkened. The hissing of pee stream gave way to a deafening pitter patter once the pee trickled to the ground. A golden puddle glistened beneath Riley. The puddle reflected Riley’s humiliation. Joy’s hot pee pooled in the console chair before it over flowered. Her own pitter-patter matched that of Riley’s. The radiant emotion blushed and tried to hide in the chair. Riley woke up. “Wow, it really worked.” Erica laughed. “What worked?” Riley asked. The eleven year old was still sleepy when she sat up. The snickering of the other girls confused her. It took her a couple of moments before Riley noticed her saturated pajamas. “D-did I p-p….” tears formed in young Riley’s eyes. “Pee yourself? Yeah, you kinda did.” Erica laughed. Riley ran from the room in tears. “I can’t believe we peed our self.” Sadness moaned as she entered the control room. “Gross! Joy, I can’t believe you let this happen. I think I’m gonna gag.” Disgust approached the console. “Wait, did you pee too? EWWWWW!” “I-It happened.” Fear fainted. Riley continued to wallow in her own misery for quite some time before Erica appeared. “Listen, Riley… I’m sorry.” She confessed. “The other girls didn’t have anything to do with it. It was my idea.” “Why I oughta!” Anger took the controls. “Why did you do it?” Riley demanded between sobs. “B-because… because they liked you so much. I didn’t want to be replaced, again. I wanted them to like me.” “W-what?” Riley asked. “I… do you wanna know what the worst part is? I like hockey. I just pretended I didn’t because cool kids aren’t supposed to care or something. But then you come around and they don’t care that you care. They like you and all this time I had to pretend. I’m sorry Riley.” Riley studied Erica for some time before she finally embraced her. Both girls began to cry softly as they hugged. “I’m sorry if I get pee on you.” Riley laughed between sobs. “Don’t be. It’s my fault.” “Look. Another mixed memory.” Joy observed as a gold and blue memory rolled by. I'm not particularly attracted to either Joy or Riley but I thought this would be an interesting concept to try. Since dreams in this world are like movies I wanted it to be an immersive experience for the watcher so that who ever has dream duty feels what Riley feels while the dream is more or less just what Riley would see rather than feel.

It was another cold day at the Berk. It was summer, but even during this period of time it was still very cold and windy in there. Normally most of the people would want to get warmer. However, when you live in there for very long time it doesn’t feel so cold in there. That’s why Astrid wasn’t wearing any clothes while sleeping. She was really resistand to coldness, so Astrid was sleeping like this for almost whole year, wearing something only when she was ill. When Astrid was a kid she was often wetting her bed. Everytime Astrid has done it, her father would take her quilt for the next night, even during freezing winter. That’s what made her so resistant to coldness. After some time she has stopped wetting her bed. Sleeping completly nude has led to some problems. Being a dragon rider would mean daily morning trainings. Sometimes, when she overslept someone was sent to wake up her. Waking up Astrid wasn’t too easy task, she was sleeping very deep. Usually when someone new was waking her up (Hiccup would sometimes send first found young villager to her. He has never before walked to wake up Astrid himself) they were taking off her quilt after screaming hasn’t worked. Astrid almost killed first person who has done it with her battleaxe which she always has next to the bed. This day, in the morning Astrid overslept another time. Hiccup decided to wake her up this time himself. He went to her house and went to her bedroom. He was there few times already, so he know exacly where was each room. Hiccup noticed her sleeping in bed. He looked at her. She looked so cute while sleeping. „Hi Astrid, it’s time to wake up” He said, not too loudly. After noticing that it had no effect he added „C’mon, we have a training today”. After a while he heard Astrid muttering something. Astrid was muttering because she had a very weird dream. Before sleeping she drank a lot of water. She usually drinks just a little and still wakes up with a full bladder. In her dream she was in the situation from some time ago, straight after coming back from the dragon Island with team where she wet herself in front of Hiccup. She was standing nude in front of everyone from the team. Astrid quickly realised that she had full bladder. „Where is the toilet?!” She screamed. „Oh, you are about to piss yourself, aren’t you?” Said Ruffnut, and started holding her crotch. „Just tell me where the toilet is!” Begged Astrid. „Oh no, I can’t hold it anymore!” Screamed Ruffnut, imitating Astrid. This time she was naked. After few seconds she began to pee. „Ohhh sweet relief” moaned Ruffnut. „Don’t you also want to relief yourself?” Said Ruffnut, now standing in a giant pee puddle. She came closer to Astrid and peed a bit on her leg. Astrid’s face went red. „Stop it!” Screamed Astrid and leaked. Fislegs, Hiccup, Snotlout, Tuffnut and Ruffnut, who was still peeing, were all saying „Let it out” repeating. When Astrid was about to let it all out, she found herself standing on a ladder, next to a dried waterfall. It looked like there was no rain for quite a while. Climbing up the ladder with full bladder was pretty hard. It took Astrid a longer while to get to the top. She looked around and saw giant version of herself, sitting there completly nude with spreaden legs. It was the moment when Astrid muttered about having to pee very badly not only in her dream but also in real life. She looked at the giant version of her. It clearly had to use the toilet. Astrid leaked. The giant also leaked. Seeing the pee flowing out of her, Astrid just gave up, she started peeing right where she standed. She only saw the gallons of pee flowing, forming a waterfall. Hiccup looked at Astrid. He quickly noticed that her quilt was getting wet. Hiccup quickly got it off her. He was shocked to see Astrid nude, wetting her bed. She instantly wake up. "Hey, what's going on, why I'm so wet?!" She asked Hiccup very angrily. Then Astrid realized, that She was now standing up completly nude and that She was peeing. Astrid's face quickly got red. She has put both of her hands on her breasts to cover them. Astrid thought that it was pointless to try holding it, so she wasn't covering her pussy. "Umm you've started peeing yourself asleep. I've came here to wake you up…" Said Hiccup trying to not look at her pussy. "Okay, I'm awake… Thank you for waking me up…" She said, still peeing. Hiccup went out of her house pretty quickly. Astrid was very emberrased. She haven't wet her bed since a few years… And she has done it in front of her love… Part 2 coming soon.

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.

Mary Bromfield is your average teen girl, sexy, smart and loves teen films. Mary is also not normal she is the alter ego for Mary Marvel, who is Shazam/Billy Batson’s adopted twin sister. She is 18 and is about to finish school when she got her powers, she was in bed still it was 7:50 and naked. Her alarm went off within two minutes later, she shifted her ass to move herself to get closer to her bedside counter. She turned her iPhone alarm off but felt she had to pee quite desperately. She immediately grabbed her crotch to hold back her floodgates, it was Saturday and everyone was still asleep. What could she do if she said the name she’ll probably wake everyone up, it was either humiliation or waking everyone up. Mary knew she wouldn’t make it to the toilet because she felt like she could explode at any second. She had the biggest bulge ever as she stared at herself nude, she felt a tinkle of pee release from her body and onto her bed. She was scared, if she allowed herself to have an accident in bed like a little girl, Billy might make fun of her forever and exposing it to her friends. She said the name under her breath “Shazam!” She changed into her Shazam form, her bulge wasn’t big and she didn’t need to go. She wanted to do this hold her pee in as Mary Marvel and then later make it to the toilet and change back and release her desperation. She went back to sleep, she slept peacefully and didn’t have dreams about her releasing her distressing urge. It was 9:00 when she got up now it was time. By that time her adult desperation had gone up but not as urgent as her teen desperation, she raced to the bathroom and once arriving at the door was locked someone was inside. She knocked on the door, “Mary is that you?” “Billy please hurry up I need to go!” She said quietly, “Don’t worry I won’t be too long in here.” Said Billy. Mary was getting so desperate she grabbed her crotch in adult form now both her forms were in big trouble, if she stayed in her teen form she would already have wet the bed. “Billy please hurry. I’m bursting so badly to go! Please I have to pee!” “Hold on Mary.” Billy realised that Mary was in her Shazam form and said to her “Mary why are you in your Shazam form?” “Billy I had to go already at 7:50. I was lazy and I wanted to hold it in for a bit longer. Just please hurry I think I’m about to go any second.” Billy finished and was awestruck when seeing his foster sister naked. He got a bit aroused and Mary could see it please by the time Billy was staring at her she was grabbing hold of her crotch, she walked in and shut the door. She raced towards the toilet as she could feel her leaking, small leaks expanding into big ones. She plonked her sexy thick ass on the toilet and in relief said the name “Shazam!” And when she said the word she turned back into her teenage self and thoroughly started peeing in relief and Marry couldn’t help it but moan softly as it was so damn warm. Her floodgates started to close she enjoyed her holding and then cleaned her wet pussy and then flushed the toilet. When she was finished all of that , she made her way back to her room to get dressed for the day. To Be Continued...

Barbara Gordon lay naked in her bed, she was fast asleep and was peaceful. Just in the morning before she was in bed she helped Batman in her first mission as Batgirl, even though she had an accident in her suit like a little girl because she couldn’t take off her suit. “Barbara!” A voice called to her, it was Benjamin Roy. Ben was a friend that Barbara had at school. Babs looked down to see she was in her school uniform in full outfit, she then couldn’t see Ben and felt an urge to pee. She immediately ran to the bathroom, but the girl’s room door was locked by the time she got there she was starting to feel like she would wet herself outside the door. She then slid her hand in her skirt to hold her bladder tight and realised she wasn’t wearing any panties she was completely bare naked under her skirt. She ran back outside to the park where she hopped she would find a bush to excrete her waste in. She ran as fast as she could and grabbed her skirt, so it doesn’t fly up and exposes her pussy and her thick ass. Babs found a bush and lifted up her skirt and felt the overwhelming feeling of her hot piss hitting the bushes and ground. It was a dream all of it she woke up she felt the sheets and it wasn’t wet, but felt her oversized bladder bulge, it is Monday and it is 7:00 AM, she was nice and comfortable in bed and didn’t want to get out to use the bathroom. She muttered under her breath “I don’t give a fuck, I’m just going to go in my bed.” She went back to sleep, “Oh Babara, love it!” It was Bruce Wayne, she is deeply in love with him and she was dreaming her favourite dream, which is having sex with her crush. Just then something new happened unlike her past variations of this dream, she stopped having sex and felt she had to pee. Hands clasped over her pussy, Bruce watched as the desperate girl moaned loudly, while holding her pee. Barbara got off the bed and rushed towards the bathrooms, she shut the door was about to make desperate victory but then saw a man who she thought was Bruce. Until he stepped in the reflecting light, it was Joker, hand in his gun and positioned it to her head. She couldn’t think of anything but scream “HELP! HELP! BRUCE HELP PLEASE ITS JOKER!” Joker got very mad, he put his hand over her mouth. Bruce was still naked, but it didn’t stop him from saving her, he walked in and kicked Joker into the bath tub and Barbara couldn’t hold it anymore. She started peeing on the floor, hot piss running down her legs as she moaned in the relief of her bladder. The stream ended within a few minutes as Joker lay knocked out in the bath. She woke up from her intense dream and she noticed her bulge wasn’t there she obviously wet the bed as a result of the weird feeling in the dream. She got out of bed to the bathroom, where she dreamed about and brushed her hair and clean herself up from her accident. She starred at herself in the mirror and noticed how incredibly sexy she was her big boobs and thick ass being exposed. She always wanted that dream to come true, but the dream she today was made up because Joker died two weeks ago for killing Vicki Vale. To Be Continued...

So, I'm pretty sure almost everyone gets the toilet dream when they need to pee while they're sleeping. I saw a topic posted about just that which prompted me to tell this experience that happened to me a week or two ago. I want to start by saying that it's been quite hot here over the summer so i only wear a tshirt and panties to sleep in. The hot weather has meant drinking a lot more than usual to keep hydrated and I usually find myself waking up to pee between 1-3 times a night (with a bursting bladder) depending on how much I've been drinking in the day. So, my day was pretty normal and I think that day I had been to the cinema with my friends. Other than that my time was spent in my garden, lounging around and sunbathing, making the most of the sunny weather. I drank a lot to compensate for the heat, preferring to just drink ice-cold water with the occasional ice lolly to cool me down. Other things were drank throughout the day, apple juice with my meals and a coke when I was at the movies with my friends. Unless I'm planning on holding I don't pay much attention to my intake or what I am drinking. I went to bed around midnight and I must say I do get toilet dreams very often. Since I usually wake up to pee in the night (I usually have to go at least once every night even outside of the summer months) I can have a few toilet dreams a night but never before has it caused me to pee while I'm sleeping! So after what must have been a few hours of sleep this toilet dream started. I don't remember it clearly but they're almost always the same. I'm in a location where I can't find a toilet. The location always varies but I'm always frantically running around to find a toilet, crossing my legs in the dream and telling whoever will listen that I have to get to a toilet right away. Most of the time I wake up before I find a toilet in my dreams but sometimes I manage to find the toilet. I pull down my pants as fast as I can and I sit down, I relax and in the dream I start to pee, I can hear the hissing noise and the piss hitting the bowl but I feel no relief. The feeling of desperation always gets worse as I am wetting in my dream and I feel about ready to explode. The urges come in waves and sometimes I've had a few toilet dreams before I even wake up to actually pee! So, this specific night I had the usual dream, I'm running to the toilet, sometimes the toilet is out in the open where anyone can see but I don't care because if I don't piss I'm going to pop! I get to the toilet, push my panties down and sit down. I start to relax, shutting my eyes and letting go but instead of the urgent need to piss getting worse I feel a little bit of relief. I feel some piss bursting out of me but I am still asleep and I think this is all part of my dream. I'm still sitting there on the toilet when another wave of desperation hits me, I relax and some more piss floods out of me and into the toilet I'm sitting on. It doesn't all come out at once and after one last squirt I start waking up. Once I'm fully conscious I can feel the wetness between my legs and all along my bum. Only a few small squirts managed to escape so I am still so desperate to go. I pulled my covers back and sat up to check how much had come out but I really had to go, I was still relaxed from sleep and as I sat up some more forced its way out of me. At this point that was it, I had squirted so much and the position I was in finally started to force everything out of me. I hadn't planned on wetting the bed so I tried to stop it, clenching my muscles to stop the flow and squeezing in between my legs to stop it. Eventually I stopped the flow and ran to the toilet to finish off. There was still plenty left in my when I finally got to the toilet, I must have been completely full. I had left a large wet patch on my sheets as well and my panties had been soaked. I had to spend some time cleaning up and showering before I could get back into bed again! It had been completely unplanned but I did enjoy myself. Even when I was dreaming the desperate feeling was great. I hope you enjoyed reading, I'll post if I have any more experiences :)

So like I mentioned in this thread, I decided to try bed wetting last night. I went out and got a mattress protector, and reinforced it with garbage bags and towels underneath just in case, then put my regular sheets over it. I'd been drinking a lot of coffee that day, so I already had a pretty full bladder when bed time rolled around. Since I still had about half of an ice tea left to drink, I opted to pee before bed, or else I wouldn't be able to sleep at all. So I slip into bed and play around on my phone until I finish the ice tea, and then set up a YouTube video of rain sounds to try and encourage wetting, and try to go to sleep. I actually felt my bladder filling rather quickly, though not to the point where it would normally keep me awake. Unfortunately, I quickly realized a miscalculation, which was that the ice tea was caffeinated. Now, I don't do well with caffeine, so now I'm being kept awake by an increased heart rate. I toss around for a good three hours, which I can tell because that was the length of the rain video, which I had to restart. I also went to fill a bottle of water, hoping it would help filter out the caffeine, plus fill my bladder a bit more. At that point, I decided to try masturbating, since orgasms tend to make me sleepy. So I rub one out, and luckily, it puts me in that nice relaxy drowsy state. It doesn't actually put me to sleep, but at least my heart isn't racing anymore. The urgency from my bladder was also pushed back, so I at least had a restful little while of laying there and letting my mind wander, occasionally drinking from the water bottle until it's empty. Eventually I start feeling my bladder fill up again, so sleep is definitely not happening, but at least we're getting somewhere pleasant. I discovered that I feel the urgency the most when laying on my back and slightly propped up, so I arranged my pillows as such and tried thinking wet thoughts. I can feel the pressure wanting to burst, and I'm pretty exhausted at this point and just want to sleep, and I know that to sleep I need to pee. It took everything I had not to get up to go to the bathroom like my instincts were telling me to, but I managed to stay put. As usual, my shy bladder is doing a pretty great job of keeping me from losing control (what will it take, bladder?!), and it's starting to get painful, so I start trying to force it. Harder than it should be, but eventually, I feel the stream start. It's slow at first, but once my body realizes this it's happening, the floodgates open and I'm pissing like my life depends on it. I empty out my bladder completely, and take a few minutes to enjoy the warm wet feeling before getting out of bed to take a picture. While I'm doing this, I note that the rain video is at 2 and a half hours from the time I restarted it, so it took a good 5 and a half hours total to get to this point. (Also noted with amusement that it was 4:20 in the morning) I get back into the wet sheets, and it's a little less pleasant now that they've cooled, but I'm exhausted, so I just deal with it. I fall asleep, though I do recall waking up at one point to empty my bladder again before going back to sleep. I woke up again around 7:30, and here's where I'm regretting just getting back into the wet sheets. The moisture somehow spread onto the sheets on top of me, and even onto my pillow and in my hair. It's cold and clammy and smelly, and I'm annoyed. My PJs were flannel pants and a short sleeved shirt, so I put a sweater over the shirt to keep a bit warmer. I manage a bit more sleep, but it's not really restful. Around 9, I feel my bladder filling up again, and I figure that since it's almost time to actually wake up might as well wet the bed again to warm things up a little. It luckily doesn't take me as long as last time, but it's still difficult to get my body to cooperate. I do manage to start peeing again, though, and once again, once I start it just all comes out. I let myself enjoy the new warmth until my alarm goes off at 9:45, at which point I have to start getting ready for work. So I strip my wet PJs off and throw them, as well as my sheets, into the washer to deal with later. So yeah, that was my bed wetting experience. I enjoyed parts of it, though not all. I'm thinking in the future, I'll definitely have a spare set of sheets and PJs available so I can change those after wetting. I'll also avoid caffeine because wow that was a bad idea. (I might try diapers, too, but I'd currently be too worried about them being found by my nosy housemate, so that exploration will have to wait until I move out) First two pictures are from the first wetting during the night, next picture is from after the second wetting in the morning.

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

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!

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!

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  

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

The other night, I was sitting comfortably in my bed drinking juice and watching a movie on Netflix. It was a really long movie, about three whole hours. I already sort of needed to pee at the beginning of the movie but ignored it as I didn't think it would cause any trouble. Half way through the movie, I realized I drank far too much. My bladder was starting full up and my crotch would tickle just enough to make me squirm. When the movie ended, I couldn't take it anymore. As soon as the credits started rolling I exited the screen. When I lifted my covers to get out of my bed and go to the bathroom, I couldn't move. I felt like I was going to wet myself that very second. I held on as much as I could with my legs crossed and my hands tight on my crotch. I let out a moan by accident and I leaked a little spot in my undies. I was so shocked, I whispered "noooooo" and hoped no one was going to pass by my bedroom. I kept telling myself "you don't need to go, you can hold a bit longer." But at that time, I could feel the end of my bladder pushing down and it made me leak slowly and I blushed from embarrassment. The little spot turned into a big one, and my little pj shorts got all wet. I coudn't stop myself, I made a puddle right on my bed. I just sat there holding with my legs open shaking just to take a video of my accident. Warning, lots of moaning, sorry if I sound ridiculous Babe Wets Her Bed.mp4