With the sun’s light streaming in through their bedroom windows, Jenna stretched as she let loose a ferocious yawn, waking up Brooke. She lifted her hand and found Brooke’s fingers amongst her own, making her stomach pulse with the sensation of a hundred butterflies flitting about. “Hey bestie…” she murmured as she pushed herself up, rolling over onto her other side. Jenna nervously licked her lips and nudged her with a leg. “Sleep well?” she asked. “I sure did!”
Brooke yawned. “Yeah? Me too.” She took a deep breath and groaned as she stretched, letting go of her friend. She flopped onto her back and stretched, wiggling her fingers and toes, the feeling of her soggy diaper slowly growing in her mind until, with a tensing of her leg muscles, she felt just how wet her diaper had become overnight. She pushed the sheets off of them with a flourish, feeling their warmth leave her to be replaced by the slightly cooler temperature of the air in their room. She looked down at her diaper, her eyes going wide as she saw just how much it bulged through her bottoms.
“Woah…” Jenna said in amazement, her eyes locked on Brooke’s diaper. She sat up and patted the front of her friend’s diaper, squishing it like she’d done to her in the middle of the night. “How did you not leak? You’re positively soggy!”
“Good question…” Brooke sat up more, feeling confused. Did I really drink this much last night? she thought, racking her brain trying to remember. She shook her head, wondering if she had a headache from all the wine that they drank last night, though she thankfully felt nothing of the sort. Brooke glanced to her left where Jenna was sitting and saw a little damp spot on the sheets. With a sinking feeling in her gut, she bit her bottom lip and pointed down.
“Hm?” Jenna’s shoulders slumped. “Ah, crap…”
“Hey, it’s okay,” Brooke said as she put a reassuring hand on her friend’s shoulder. “I’m sure that the staff have dealt with this kind of thing before.” Jenna glanced up into her eyes. “Just think about it. If they gave us all these diapers to wear, surely they expect us to use them. We’re both really new to this, so it would stand to reason that leaks happen.”
Jenna’s eyebrows furrowed. “Hey, wait a minute. Your diaper is thicker than mine! Where’d you get it?” she demanded. “This wouldn’t have happened if I was wearing one like yours…” she said as she pouted, crossing her arms.
Brooke looked at both of their diapers. While they were both white, hers had tapes that ended with a single blue line and Jenna’s tapes were all clear. “Maybe yours is a daytime diaper and mine is a nighttime diaper?” she ventured.
“I guess… Where’d you get that?”
Brooke slowly gestured at the bathroom door. “In there? I grabbed one of the new ones off the shelf when I came in last night. Didn’t you see them?”
“No, I don’t think so,” Jenna said. She pushed herself off of the bed and hurried into the bathroom, her gait quickening as she felt warm urine trickle down the inside of her legs. “Ugh, why me?” she muttered to herself.
“What was that?” Brooke called out after her. “Didn’t quite catch that.”
“Nothing…” came Jenna’s defeated voice. “I leaked again.”
“Wow, twice in one day? We haven’t even had breakfast yet!” Brooke teased. “You definitely need to be kept in diapers if that’s the case. We haven’t been here twenty four hours yet and you’re already a leaky bedwetter!”
“So are you!” Jenna shot back with a light-hearted laugh.
“Oh… yeah.” Brooke pushed herself out of bed and stretched again. Feeling her diaper start to sag, she hiked her shorts up, feeling her very soggy diaper press against her slit. She stopped once she heard the shower start in the bathroom.
Jenna stepped back through the bathroom door, the steam from the shower flowing through after her. “You, uh…” She fidgeted in place as she looked everywhere but at Brooke. “You want to join me?” she asked.
Brooke giggled on the inside as she heard Jenna’s hopeful tone. “Sure, I’d like that. I’m getting pretty hungry, so why don’t you make sure the water is warm while I order us some breakfast? By the time we’re done and in fresh diapers, it should be ready for us and at our door.”
Jenna’s eyes lit up with glee. “Good idea!” she said, disappearing into the bathroom.
Brooke walked back towards their bed and sat on the edge, right next to their nightstand. Her diaper feeling wonderfully soft and squishy on her behind, she tried closing her legs. They snapped open a second later as a jolt of pleasure emanated from her clitoris, the warm soggy padding rubbing it in just the right way. Her legs shivered as she thought about running her fingers across her labia, toying with her clitoris and entrance to her princess parts, but a grumbling stomach made her change her mind. “What are these dang diapers doing to me?” she slyly whispered to herself as she grinned.
She pulled open the drawer on the nightstand and pulled out a menu. “What do you want?” she yelled.
Uh… the usual, I guess. Just choose for me, please! Thanks!” came Jenna’s voice. “And hurry up, too! I feel like I’m gonna pee all over the floor!”
“Just sit on the potty for a minute! I haven’t even called them yet!”
“Oh, um… good idea!”
Brooke lifted the phone up to her ear and held it up against her head with her shoulder, then dialed the number for the front desk. She heard the ringing tone a few times, then a light female voice answered the phone. “Hello, this is Emma! How may I assist you this morning?” she heard Emma ask, her tone full of energy and happiness.
“Hey Emma! It’s Brooke! How are you this morning?” she asked.
“I am doing just wonderful, thank you for asking! Am I correct in guessing that you would like to place an order for breakfast?”
“You sure are!” Brooke tried crossing her right leg over her left as she placed a hand behind her to lean against, only succeeding in pushing warm padding up against her sensitive bits once more. She grimaced, small tingles of pleasure emanating from her core once more. Letting her leg fall back down, she held up the menu. “Are you ready?”
“Of course! What would you like to eat?” Emma asked.
“We’d love some scrambled eggs, toast with jelly, and some bacon if you have it.”
“We sure do! It’ll be ready in twenty minutes, miss,” she said.
“Fantastic, thank you so much!” Brooke hung up the phone and waddled her way into the bathroom and found Jenna sitting on the toilet. “Ready?” she asked.
“Sure am!” Jenna hopped off the toilet, slipped out of her nightie, then opened the glass shower door. A ton of steam flew out, concealing her naked form from view.
Brooke grinned, happy that they were about to share their first shower together. Though while she had wanted their first shower together to be more than what it was, she was still happy nonetheless to share such an intimate moment with her friend. With her heart throbbing in her chest, she undressed, pushed her soggy night time diaper down her legs, then slipped inside the shower, leaving their soggy diapers sitting together on the floor.
My diaper was soggy and was on the verge of leaking. It wasn’t the first and it surely wouldn’t be the last. The drive home up these winding mountain roads was always long. I was glad to have changed before I left the office; with the amount of liquids I had consumed all throughout the day I didn’t think I would have been able to make it back home without leaking. The sun had set long ago. I finally turned off the highway and onto the road that led back to the house, then sighed. I still had another ten minute drive ahead of me. There were no streetlights out here; not this far away from the city. I wanted to see just how much padding I had left so I squeezed my legs shut as much as I could. My diaper, thick as it was, didn’t let me get anywhere close. My husband, Aston, was my soul-mate and I his. Even after we got married, he seemed too good to be true until I found out his secret: he had a diaper fetish. I was a bit curious about it so I gave it a shot. Once I started showing him I ...
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