Brooke and Jenna scurried back to their room and let the door slam shut behind them. Jenna locked it and shot Brooke a sly smile. “So… you said you wanted me to make you cum first?” “Yeah, but…” Brooke’s smile faded a little bit. “I really enjoy oral, but with our little accidents and these diapers…” she trailed off, hoping that she’d catch her hint. “Oh, yeah, gotcha. I don’t want a mouthful of pee.” As she felt her diaper grow warmer, she took the lead and looked up into Brooke’s eyes as she thread her fingers through her bestie’s. “I have an idea, though!” She pulled her over to the bed, pushed her on top of it, then climbed on top of her. She straddled Brooke’s hips and rubbed their diapers together, making her friend giggle. “What’s wrong?” Jenna hesitantly asked. “Well, two things. You were supposed to make me cum first. It seems like you’re trying to get yourself off before me.” Brooke sat up and pushed Jenna off of her, making her fall beside her. “And secondly, I didn’t bring ...

After having ordered a couple of chicken salads, Brooke smirked at Jenna as they waited at the same table they’d shared dinner at last night. This time a single small vase of the special flowers sat in between them on top of a long white tablecloth, its scent flowing into their lungs with each breath. Her massage from earlier had made Jenna’s nipples stand at attention, poking through the front of her dress. Jenna’s face still had faint remnants of a blush, showing Brooke that her mind was still in the gutter, right where she wanted it to be. “So…” Jenna broke the silence, idly playing with the tips of her hair. “Got any fun plans for us after lunch?” She took a sip of water from her glass, then set it back down on the table. She tried to cross her left leg over her right, but her diaper kept her from doing just that. She tried again, then gave up. “Oh, I might have a few ideas for tonight…” Brooke smirked as she let her mind run wild, thinking of all the dirty things she wanted to do ...

 Back in their bedroom, Brooke was happy to see that the staff had given them some bedwetting underpads to keep the sheets dry in case of another leak. “That was a nice hike. Are you starting to feel hungry?” “Yeah, kinda.” Jenna flopped on the bed, laying on her back with her arms above her head. “How far do you think we walked?” “Maybe a few miles? Kinda hard to tell out there since we don’t have our phones to track the distance for us.” Brooke prodded the front of Jenna’s diaper. “Good thinking wearing one of those night time diapers on our walk, though. You definitely wet yourself a lot while we were out there.” “Yeah, but so did you.” Jenna lifted her head and looked at Brooke’s crotch. “Oh yeah, you wet a lot, too, but I think that’s kinda stating the obvious, is it not?” Brooke patted the back of her diaper. “Yeah, kinda. So…” Brooke sat down beside her, feeling her diaper squish under her butt cheeks. “Can you change me first? I thought I saw some baby wipes on the way in a...

 Unsure of how long they would be gone, Brooke made sure that they were both changed into fresh diapers under their leisure workout clothes. She wore a purple tank top, a black sports bra, and a pair of matching black shorts over her diaper. Jenna had donned a white T-shirt and blue jean short shorts, though it had taken her significant effort to get them pulled up over on top of her thick diaper.  Due to her recent leaking, Jenna had chosen to wear a nighttime diaper, hoping that she wouldn’t have to worry about leaking for at least a while. Two leaks in less than a day would make anyone feel uncertain about their level of protection, but nevertheless, Brooke still packed a couple of spare diapers for each of them in her backpack. On their way out of the room, she’d also packed a few bottles of water each for them as well. “So… where do you want to go?” Brooke asked as they walked out the same doors that led to their hammock from last night. She took a deep breath and closed ...

While their shower had shared some intimate moments, like helping the other scrub down hard to reach places, it hadn’t been as spicy as Brooke had hoped for. A small part of her thought that Jenna was being a little too playfully flirty, but she just chalked that up to her being excited to hang out with her in such a wonderful place. Brooke had just finished figuring out how to diaper herself when a light knock came from their door. “One moment!” she called out. Placing the last tape down on her diaper, she covered her naked body with a bathrobe and tossed one to Jenna, waiting until she was appropriately covered as she was. She peered through the peephole as she tied the robe’s rope around her waist, cinching it shut as she let her hand come to rest on the doorknob. As she opened the door, she stepped aside with a smile, letting Emma walk inside, carrying their breakfast inside on a tray. “Emma, thank you so much for bringing this up for us,” she said, the freshly-cooked food teasing ...

 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, ...

Brooke knocked on their suite’s door and cracked it open. “Jenna? You decent?” she asked, keeping her gaze on the floor as she let herself in. The room was barely lit by a single lamp sitting on the nightstand around the corner, its light casting large shadows around the room. As she stepped in, she was hit by that same sweet scent from the flowers around their suite. She grabbed a bottle of water sitting at the in-suite bar and twisted the cap off, feeling pretty thirsty. She downed half the bottle, took a couple of breaths, then finished it off, hoping it’d help her not wake up with a hangover the next morning. “Girl, you’ve already seen my pussy!” came Jenna’s voice from further inside the room. “I think we’re well past that phase of friendship, especially with our current choice of undies.” Brooke laughed on the inside, knowing that while their diapers were put on by choice earlier, they were now no longer a choice, a fact confirmed by Mia just minutes ago. “Yeah… about that…” She ...

With the empty bottle of wine tucked away under the hammock with their glasses, Brooke and Jenna snuggled up against one another, their diapers in a rather sodden state. Their conversation had lapsed into silence long ago, the two of them merely enjoying the other’s company in a land far, far away from the real world with all of their worries. Brooke was on cloud nine. Not only was this the closest she’d ever gotten to a romantic relationship with Jenna, she thoroughly enjoyed how close she felt to her at this very moment. She had snuggled up against her and had let her head come to rest on her shoulder, allowing her to hold her close with her arm. Jenna’s right leg was spread across her legs, her diaper pressing firmly up against her side. The beginnings of a smile tugged the left side of her lips up as she remembered distinctly feeling Jenna’s diaper warm up against her side no less than four times. Not once she did feel anything resembling a leak, especially from her own diaper. The...

Brooke and Jenna walked down the path in cozy fleece yoga pants and large, baggy hoodies, the sounds of muffled crinkling plastic and inebriated giggles filling the air. They’d appropriated another bottle of wine and a couple of glasses from the bar and had walked out one of the main doors in the back of the building and had found the path that led to the hammock a little ways away. As they approached the hammock, the moon slid out from behind some clouds, illuminating the ground upon which they stood in a pale light just enough for them to see. Two tall white posts stood on top of the dirt path, a matching white hammock strung up between them. It was several feet off of the path in a small field, surrounded on all sides with the beautiful white flowers. They collapsed upon the hammock in a fit of giggles, feeling rather adventurous with their lifted bottle of wine. The fact that it was an all-inclusive resort meant they could have anything they wanted mattered not in their minds, for ...

As the attendants whisked away their plates, Brooke settled back in her chair and let loose a satisfied sigh. They’d polished off a whole bottle of fine french wine, the remnants of the bottle swirling around in her glass held in her right hand. Alone once again, Brooke licked her lips. “Did you… happen to have any accidents?” “Hehe, accidents? Is it an accident if I did it on purpose?” Jenna grinned slyly and finished her glass. “You used your diaper on purpose?” Brooke asked, slightly shaken. Her own bladder felt rather full and her own diaper was bone dry, almost as if it was begging for her to give in and use it. “Yeah, it was actually really easy! And I didn’t even have to get up to go use the bathroom once!” she said. “What about you? Have you used your diaper yet?” The alcohol in her gave her courage to peek under the table and try to look up Brooke’s dress. Taken aback by Jenna’s forwardness, Brooke thought for a few moments and eventually settled on two facts. She loved how op...