The Incontinence Sting

Jenna had been a city girl all her life, but when she was able to work remotely for a tech company, she decided she needed a change of pace, so she moved out into the countryside and settled into a cute little house on several acres of property. Luckily, she paid significantly less for her new mortgage per month compared to her nice apartment downtown, and with her new position, she was getting paid significantly more money as well. With that extra money, she was able to afford all of the best adult diapers on the market, a fetish that she wasn’t really able to fully indulge back in her old apartment. There were simply too many prying eyes and ears, and the walls were thin enough that she often heard her elderly neighbors coughing through the wall.

She walked through the forest in her backyard, something that she liked to do before she sat at her desk to work for the whole day. It was always so peaceful; she loved the quiet rustling of the leaves and the chirps of the birds that lived above. The last owners had worn a long path just large enough for one person to walk on without having to worry about getting scrapes from nearby branches.

Jenna was wearing a comfortable, crinkly diaper under her skirt that was only slightly damp; she’d had two large glasses of water before leaving her house, and she was sipping on a big cup of coffee. A little bit of exercise and coffee really helped her wake up early, as the company she worked for demanded that she start work at six in the morning her time. They were located on the east coast of the United States, and she had moved two whole time zones away. 

Jenna took a large gulp of her coffee, glanced around to make sure that nobody was around, then crouched. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly as she let her bladder relax. Her diaper grew warm and soggy, and as her bladder finally emptied, she stood up and patted the front of her diaper. “Good girl…” she whispered to herself with a giddy grin. 

She took a few steps before she heard an odd buzzing sound, almost akin to a wasp. Jenna froze, her head whipping around as she tried to find the darned bug, but when she didn’t hear anything after several seconds, she shrugged and started walking down the path again. She took a few large gulps of her coffee, wondering if her mind was playing tricks on her.

Jenna only made it a few more steps before she felt a sharp prick on her left leg. She screamed out in fright as she dropped her coffee, swatting whatever it was that stung her away. She just barely got a glimpse of a large white insect as it flew away further down the path. “Come on… really?” she muttered as the pain faded away, looking down at a small red bump on her leg. She leaned down, picked up her empty coffee mug, then turned around. “There’s no way in heck that I’m going to follow that damned bug… what even was that, anyway?”

Knowing it’d take her at least forty minutes to make it back to the house, she walked at a fast pace, then once she walked inside, she promptly collapsed upon her couch, setting her empty mug on the coffee table. Her diaper squished beneath her like it was dreadfully full, but she knew that she’d only wet it once, and not that much. She lifted her skirt, glanced down, then did a double take; her diaper was absolutely drenched. “What the…” she whispered, unable to remember wetting that much. “Might as well change.”

She walked into her bathroom where she kept a few diapers, then pulled her skirt off. Jenna shook her head and eyed herself in the mirror, placing her hands on her hips as she simply stared at her diaper. With a huff, she undid the tapes and let it flop to the floor, and as she stepped away to grab a fresh diaper, she felt a warmth trickle down her leg. 

Jenna looked down and froze once more in shock, watching as urine streamed down her legs. She clenched her legs together and tried to hold it, but the flow didn’t stop until her bladder was completely empty; she hadn’t even felt that she had to go. With her heart racing in her chest, she wiped herself down with a hand towel then taped herself into a fresh diaper. By the time that she made it back to the living room, her diaper was already damp, but that wasn’t the most pressing issue at the moment.

She was hornier than she’d felt in years. 

Jenna stretched herself out on the couch, then let her left hand drift down her belly and onto the front of her diaper. She felt it grow warmer as she caressed the front of it. Though while she loved wearing, using, and doing naughty things in her diapers, she’d always balked at the idea of actually needing them. She knew it would be much more difficult to find a partner if she became diaper dependent, but that little line of thought was for another time when she wasn’t so pent up.

Jenna grinned as she slipped her hand down the front of her soggy diaper, pushing a couple of fingers past her velvety folds. She squirmed about on the couch as she plunged her fingers in and out of her, and as she brought herself to the edge, she rolled over onto her belly, thrust a pillow between her legs, then started humping it as if her life depended on it until she came in her diaper.

The days quickly became a blur of masturbating day in and day out. She had used up all of her vacation days that she’d saved up over the years, giving her a few weeks off to ride out her little horny spell, and now with her job about to start again in a few days, she noticed that the effects were starting to wear off.

Jenna woke up and reached for the vibrator that she’d kept charging on her nightstand overnight. She switched it on then pressed it against her diaper, though instead of finding a soggy one like every night for the last few weeks, she was a little surprised to find that it was mostly dry. 

“What the heck…” she said as she whipped the sheets off of her. She flexed her bladder’s muscles and realized that she was able to actually clench down again. “Yay!” she said with a wide grin. She hopped out of bed and flung the diaper from her body, happy to be free of the disease. Jenna danced her way over to her dresser where her panties lay, all neatly folded and organized. She rifled through them, wondering which one she should wear when she noticed a pack of diapers in the corner of her eye. 

She glanced at it, then back at her panties, then back at her diapers before she shoved the dresser drawer shut and walked over to the diapers. Jenna got down on her knees, picked up one of the packs of diapers, then hugged it as hard as she could. “I could never give you up…” she whispered to her diapers. “And it was fun needing you guys to keep me dry.” With a newfound determination, she pulled a fresh diaper from the pack, laid a gentle, loving kiss on it, then lay down on the floor to tape herself into it.

Once she made a big cup of coffee, she threw on the same skirt that she’d worn when she’d first been stung, then walked back out into the woods with a large glass jar. She walked around the forest for well over an hour, searching high and low for that mysterious but wondrous creature that had given her the best time of her life until finally she spotted it sitting upon a fallen tree.

With wide eyes, she slowly crept up to it, then as soon as she got within reach, she did not hesitate in slamming the jar down on top of the creature, trapping it inside. Once it flew up into the jar, she screwed the lid on tight, dropping and shattering her empty coffee mug. That didn’t matter, though, for she had found the answer to true happiness. 

Her heart raced in her chest as she lowered the jar to her leg, and as she slowly unscrewed the lid, she whipped it away, letting the jar’s opening come to rest on her bare skin. Jenna sat down on the log and tapped on the glass, coaxing the creature to sting her and render her horny and incontinent again.

Jenna’s breath caught in her throat as it settled on her skin. She stared at it, then whispered, “Come on…” as she prepared herself for the pain. She knew all too well what it felt like, but even then, she hoped that she’d be able to keep the creature in the jar.

And then it stung.

It tried to fly away, but it was still stuck in the jar. Gritting her teeth, she bit back a whimper as she slipped the lid back on the jar and screwed it shut, and as she set it aside, she felt her diaper grow warm and soggy. She pulled her skirt up to check to see if she’d just had an accident, and instead of finding a dry diaper, it was swelling up in front of her eyes. She placed her hand on the front of the diaper, then kissed the jar.

“You and I are going to have a lot of fun together…”