One day after work the phone rang, and Karen heard an unknown voice on the other end.
“Hey, is uh Karen there?”
“This is Karen speaking.”
“Um, hi this is Samantha, Brayden’s friend.”
“Oh” Karen was panged with nervousness. She was sort of happy to forget about the whole incident from the restaurant.
“Look, I know this might sound weird and all, but I sometimes. I mean. I saw you were wearing a diaper.”
“Uh, yeah, about that.”
“I mean I know you said you were into exhibitionist stuff. I just. Could I try one?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, I don’t have the courage to buy any of those, but I just thought maybe.”
Karen invited Samantha over to her apartment. She was terrified but overjoyed at the same time. Was this girl really into diapers? Or was this some trick to make fun of her?
The next day, Samantha knocked on the door.
“Hey, cute purse.” Karen said as Samantha entered.
“Thanks,” Samantha replied.
Karen, “So I sometimes wear different kinds of diapers for fun. I haven’t done anything lately, but we could get some if you like.”
Samantha, “Oh, I thought you might have one I could take home. My youngest brother wears pullups, but I’m much too big for them. I mean, I sometimes rip the sides and try them in my panties, but it looked like you were wearing something that actually fit.”
Karen, “You thought those underjams fit?”
Samantha, “Well, my brother’s pull-ups are much too small for me. I was just hoping you might have something I could wear, but its ok. Maybe another time.”
Karen, “But we can buy whatever you want at the store. What would you like to try?”
Samantha, “Oh, I don’t think I could buy it at the store.”
Karen smiled. Samantha seemed kind of counter-culture and hip when they had first met, but here she was utterly embarrassed to do something very simple. Karen smiled to herself and remembered her feelings about trying diapers. Karen used to get nervous just buying a package. “Why don’t I buy some Large Girl’s Goodnites. Then we can wear them tonight.”
Samantha, “Oh, wear them together. I just thought I’d take it home.” Karen looked crushed and Samantha immediately picked up on it. Samantha quickly responded, “No, it’s just. You want to wear a diaper around someone else? I’ve done it by myself in my parent’s bathroom with my brother’s pullup, but I just can’t imagine wearing one around anyone else. But I could try.”
Jumping forward in the story is a bit cruel, but for the sake of time, I must leave those first nights with Samantha and Karen to your imagination. Ultimately, Karen and Samantha became friends and Karen shared her desire to act out a fantasy with Samantha. With some help from Samantha, Karen invented a dream adventure. She wanted to get caught wearing and wetting diapers in the most elaborate way possible. But to make it work, she had to go back in time. Karen had to go back to when she was a young college student living in the dorms. And that was right up Samantha’s alley.
Samantha told her roommate Jessica that her cousin Karen would be staying with her for a week at the dorm. Karen showed up, made over to look like an 18 year old and not a 26 year old. (The differences are huge people!) But what Samantha didn’t tell Jessica was that Karen was wearing a diaper.
Karen discreetly spent the first two days wearing diapers 24-7. She would wet them and then change them in the dorm restroom. Karen tried her best to wet her diaper around Jessica, but Jessica never seemed to notice. On the second night, Karen stepped up her plan.
Jessica, Karen, and Samantha were all sitting watching a movie when Karen suddenly sat up slightly and filled her diaper with poop. Karen looked slightly embarrassed and once she was sure the smell was strong in the air, Karen ran out of the room and down to the restroom.
Jessica turned to Samantha. “Did you see that?”
Samantha played dumb, “What?”
Jessica, “I think your cousin just pooped her pants.”
Samantha, “No. Don’t be silly. She just farted or something.”
The next morning, when Karen was in the shower, Jessica pulled Samantha into the dorm room. “Samantha, look in her bag. She’s got diapers in here. And I was looking at the trash in the ladies room, and I found a wet diaper in there too!”
Samantha spoke up, “Well maybe she wets the bed or something.”
Jessica, “I don’t think so. I think she wears them all the time. I think she pooped in her pants during the movie last night.”
Samantha smiled. Jessica had fallen for the first part of the trap. Now the second part. Samantha spoke up, “This is just too weird. Let’s hide them and see what she does.” Samantha then hid the diapers with her stuff.
When Karen came back from the shower, Samantha quickly whispered, “Part 1 of the plan is good. Move to part 2.”
Karen winked at Samantha and then started flipping through her bag. “Oh, where is. Did you guys look through my stuff?”
Samantha, “No, we haven’t touched it, right Jessica?”
Jessica, “Uh, yeah, right.”
Karen then mumbled quietly, “Oh, I must have miscounted, oh nothing.”
The three girls then went down to breakfast.
After breakfast, Karen ran to the bathroom. Then Karen told the other girls that she had an errand to run.
Samantha smiled and ran down to the restroom. Jessica followed, not sure what they were doing.
Samantha spoke up, “There’s another wet diaper in the trash. But she must not have had a new one to put on since we hid them all this morning. She’s probably going to buy more. Let’s follow her.” Jessica was mildly intrigued and agreed. They followed Karen to the pharmacy and sure enough they saw Karen start looking at the goodnites in the diaper aisle.
Samantha and Jessica waited at the front of the store. Karen grabbed a package of goodnites and started to walk towards the front, but quickly dropped it when she saw the other two girls. Karen pretended like she thought the other girls didn’t see the diapers. “Hey what are you two doing here?”
Samantha, “I needed some chapstick. What are you doing?”
Karen, “Uh, they didn’t have what I wanted.”
Samantha then bought her chapstick and the three girls stood outside the store. Karen said she wanted to go for a bit more of a walk. To Karen’s apparent dismay, Jessica and Samantha decided to join her.
After walking over towards a nearby grocery store, Karen took a subtle first step. She peed just a little in her pants, making a small wet stain in the crotch of her blue jeans.
Jessica subtly pointed it out to Samantha. “You’re right, she must not be wearing a diaper,” Jessica whispered.
Karen acted like she didn’t notice. Karen was pretending that she had a real incontinence problem where she might have more small accidents that she wouldn’t always notice.
Karen tried to ditch the other two when she went in the store, but she had no luck. Eventually the three girls started walking back to the dorms. When they were just outside the dorms, Karen started peeing again. (She had purposely drank a lot at breakfast.) Jessica and Samantha could see the large wet spot growing on Karen’s jeans, but Karen ran ahead and hid in the bathroom. Samantha and Jessica then followed her in.
Samantha, “Is everything OK in there?”
Karen spoke up softly, “Um, do you have any pads I could borrow. I guess my period kind of snuck up on me. And maybe my skirt?”
Samantha looked at Jessica and shrugged. Samantha obliged and brought Karen a skirt and a supermaxi. She slid them under the door to the stall. Karen said thank you and emerged a few minutes later with her jeans wadded in a ball.
Karen then went back to the dorm room with the other girls. Jessica had to go to class, and Samantha and Karen used the time to plot what they would do next.
When Jessica came back from her classes, Samantha made sure Jessica knew that they had hung out all day and Karen still wasn’t wearing a diaper. “I wonder if she’ll have another accident?” Samantha whispered to Jessica.
The three girls then went and sat on the quad and watched people throw Frisbees around. Karen then proceeded to wet herself again. Normally, Karen would have made sure her skirt was out of the way when she peed, but this time she made sure as much of the fabric was under her butt as possible. At first the maxi pad absorbed a little of the pee, but it wasn’t designed for an adult women’s full wetting and before long, there was a huge damp patch on the back of Karen’s skirt.
When Karen got up she acknowledged the wet spot. “Oh, I must have sat on a wet spot in the grass.”
Back at the dorm, Jessica had to use the restroom herself. Karen walked in a few minutes later and pretended to talk to herself. “These maxi pads are useless, they don’t hold any pee. And what if I wet the bed again tonight? Maybe I can just stay awake.”
That night Karen acted like she was trying to stay away, but Samantha stayed up too. Finally, Karen fell asleep in her sleeping bag. Karen wet the bed on purpose and in the morning Samantha pointed this out to Jessica.
Jessica was shocked and was starting to feel sorry for Karen. “Samantha, I’m feeling sorry for your cousin. She obviously has some kind of medical issue. We should give her diapers back.”
Samantha agreed and then Karen pretended to wake up. “Oh no. I can’t believe I wet the bed again.” Karen started crying.
Jessica spoke up, “Its OK Karen. We’re sorry. We took your diapers yesterday, but we didn’t realize how serious a problem you have.” Samantha also apologized and returned the diapers to Karen.
Karen tried to claim that she only wet the bed at night, but Jessica wouldn’t hear it. “Its OK, I know you had a pooping accident the other day.”
Karen started to cry again. “You noticed that?”
Jessica remained sympathetic but wanted to understand why Karen was having these accidents. Karen explained that it was her own fault. Her mom died a few years ago and she started having accidents as a stress reaction. Her aunt let her wear diapers all the time and now she just didn’t have control anymore.
Jessica was a little shocked at this explanation. She had expected to hear about a medical condition or something similar. But she was learning about stress in her psychology class and she tried to remain sympathetic. Jessica imagined how she’d feel if her mom died. She might want to wear diapers too. But it still seemed puzzling.
Karen spent the next day wearing her diapers around Jessica, but she still tried to keep it discreet. Karen was ready to stage one more wetting, but she wanted it to be dramatic.
The next night, the three girls went to a movie. On the way to the theater, Karen peed in her diaper for the first time. Once the movie started, Karen decided she had better hold her bladder. She didn’t want to leak and pee on the seat and she wasn’t sure how much more the diaper would hold. That seemed easy in principle, but Karen was guzzling a large soda, and 2/3rds of the way through the film, she felt her bladder let go. What? Karen was shocked. Was she really losing control? Quickly she managed to cut off the stream of pee. Her diaper was now very soaked, but luckily it had yet to leak.
After the movie there was a long line for the ladies room. Jessica had to go but Karen said she could wait.
“Oh, it looks like you already went some huh?” Samantha joked.
Jessica spoke up next “Well, I guess there are some advantages to wearing those things. I tell you what. I don’t want to wait in this line. Let’s go to the ice cream place across the street. I think they have a restroom.”
The girls crossed the street to the ice cream parlor. The place had a single toilet restroom in the back so Jessica used it first. Samantha and Karen got some ice cream and went and stood outside the store to eat it. Karen now felt safe to pee in her diaper again and her bladder was definitely aching. Still she wanted to be careful. She wanted to pee enough that her diaper would leak, but not enough that it looked like she had fully wet her pants. Karen relaxed her bladder slightly. Soon she felt a warm wetness on the back of her jeans. She quickly stopped and stared at her reflection in the window. It was perfect. Karen’s jeans showed two wet circles under her butt, without any dampness in the main crotch area. Only a kid with a leaking diaper could get that wet pattern.
Jessica came out of the bathroom and Samantha went in next. Jessica got some ice cream and joined Karen outside. “Um Karen, I don’t know how to say this, but it looks like your diaper is leaking.”
“Oh no!” Karen feigned disgust. Well, I don’t have another pair of jeans with me. Can we just walk back to the dorm?
Jessica and Samantha agreed to head back. About a block from the dorms Karen suddenly stopped and pretended to grab her stomach. She still had to pee quite a bit, and had only cut herself off at the ice cream parlor. Slowly the entire inside pant leg of her jeans became damp. She pretended to cry. Karen was amazed at how much she could pee. Her jeans were completely flooded and there was a large puddle on the sidewalk. Worse yet, as she tried to step forward, she could feel the damp diaper straffing on her inner thigh. Karen started to cry. “I’m sorry, I’m such a big baby. I’m such a disappointment.”
Jessica and Samantha put their arms around Karen. “Its OK, let’s take you back and get you changed OK. We’ll make sure nobody sees what happened.”
Karen hid a smile. She had done it. It wasn’t love, it wasn’t happiness, but if only for one day, she had staged her ultimate wetting.
One thing I don’t like about this story is that the protagonist ultimately achieves her goal through luck. She gets a call from Samantha and that allows her to live out her fantasy. Yes, if she doesn’t speak to Brayden and take a risk and put herself out there, nothing happens. So that’s good. But I just felt it was more honest for something unexpected to lead to her goal. I felt like if Brayden was the answer to her problems the story would be too direct.
I guess what I’m saying is, if I have a moral here, Samantha has to put herself at risk to achieve happiness. She doesn’t have to disrupt all of her life, but she can’t just stay in her safe zone. She has to talk to the girl who wets herself.
Moreover, earlier in the story she acknowledges that by chasing the adrenaline rush of one event, she can’t achieve real happiness. She knows that comes from other things. But, sometimes it is still fun to dream about going back and doing one adventurous thing, and for her that thing is Chapter 10. Everyone dreams of going back in time sometimes. Would you have asked that guy / girl out in high school? Remember when I didn’t have these thighs / this gut? And of course the analogy of going back in time is obvious on this message board.
You can always go back, but you can’t go back all the way.