Amber woke up to the sound of her alarm clock going off as it did every weekday morning at exactly 5:45 am. She yawned and then reached over to turn off the alarm. Her mother had left for work almost a full 20 minutes ago, so she had the house to herself until it was time for her to go to school for the day. She stretched for a moment and then got up to go to bathroom and get a quick shower that she knew right away she would need. As usual, she had wet her diaper in the night and needed to remove it. Amber had been wearing adult diapers to bed every night for almost 8 years in order to keep from wetting the bed. Before that, she had worn regular disposable diapers until she grew too big to fit into them anymore. Every two weeks, she would take part of her allowance money and go to the store and buy herself a package of diapers to wear at night. Her mother had no idea that this was going on, and Amber had no intention of telling her either. Her mother had threatened her with a severe spanking if she did not stop wetting the bed every night. On more than one occasion, her mother had actually spanked her hard with a hairbrush for wetting the bed. After she got to the bathroom, she undid all six tapes on the diaper and rolled it up carefully again before setting it in the bottom of the wastebasket and concealing it there in case someone should walk in to use the bathroom while she was showering. After a few minutes in the shower, Amber stepped out of the shower, dried herself off and got dressed for school. As she got ready to leave the bathroom, she retrieved her wet diaper out of the trash so that her mother would not see it when she emptied the bathroom trash. It was now almost 6:30 am, and her classes started at 7:00 am. She ran downstairs with the diaper still in her hand and grabbed her backpack with her schoolbooks in it. She then grabbed a small paper sack out of the kitchen and put the diaper into it. A few moments later, she walked out the back door to go to school. As she passed through the alley, she dropped the sack with the diaper in it into another trashcan near the end of the block. As she passed the drugstore, she remembered that she needed to get some more diapers as she had run out last night. She would just have to stop on her way home from school if she could and get some then, or try to sneak out later on and get them. Amber arrived at her high school about ten minutes before her first class was scheduled to begin. She had been going to school here for only two weeks and already disliked her first hour teacher a little bit. Mrs. Eddleson was her first hour teacher for U.S. history and tended to be a bit too strict when it came to homework assignments. As soon as she got into her history class, Mrs. Eddleson asked everyone if they had remembered to bring their five-page homework assignment in with them. Everyone turned in their assignments to her and then returned to their desks. After a few minutes of talking to her class, Mrs. Eddleson told them all to begin reading on the next chapter of their history books while she graded their papers. Amber was startled slightly when the voice of Mrs. Eddleson called her name out loud. "Amber would please explain to me why your assignment is not done correctly?" Amber sat their confused for a moment trying to remember if she had forgotten some part of the assignment. Finally she spoke up, "I'm sorry Mrs. Eddleson, but I don't remember not finishing any of it. What part did I forget?" she asked quietly. "You signed your name on the top of the first page, and I told all of you to sign them on the bottom of the last page. You also did not type out the assignment, and you also did not staple the pages together as you were told. This assignment of yours is unacceptable this way, and you will be given an F on it. And since you back-talked to me, I am giving you another F for the day as well as assigning you ten pages of homework. In the future I expect you to listen and do the assignments the way I tell you to do them. Do I make my self clear to you young lady?" yelled Mrs. Eddleson. "All Amber could do was to sit quietly and wait for the teacher to finish yelling at her. When Mrs. Eddleson finally asked her question, Amber had had enough so she told her so. "You know what Mrs. Eddleson, You can go to hell and shove your assignments up your ass instead! I quit! I don't need this class!" Amber quickly grabbed up her things and walked out of the class as Mrs. Eddleson stood there watching her as she left the classroom. Amber walked down the hall to the counselor’s office to try to see about getting out of the history class, only to find that the counselor she needed to see was not in and would be gone for the rest of the week on sick leave. Amber stalked off to the library and waited until her next class started. The rest of the day went fairly well until five minutes before the last bell rang. Amber was called down to the principal's office over the intercom. Her teacher politely told her to not worry about the homework tonight since he was not going to be giving any out. Amber once more picked up her books and walked down to the office. When she got to the principal's office, she stopped and knocked on the door politely. The principle looked up from her desk and motioned for her to come in to the office. Amber quietly entered the office and shut the door, fearing that she was going to be expelled for getting mad at her history teacher. "Amber Anston I presume?" the principal said as she tucked a sheet of papers into a filling cabinet drawer. Amber nodded her head yes as the principal turned around. "Good. I'm Mrs. Manning. Now tell me what happened today in your first hour history class with Mrs. Eddleson. I have heard her side and now I wish to hear your side of the story before I make any decisions on what to do or not do. Start from the beginning and tell me the whole story." Amber hesitated a moment and then began to speak and tell her how Mrs. Eddleson had been giving her an F each day for her homework and anything else she could think of. She went on to explain how the teacher had also been doing to this to most everyone in the class as well as her. After the entire story was finished, Mrs. Manning spoke up again. "Don't worry Amber, I am not going to expel you or even call your mother. I think I would probably have lost my cool too if I was treated like that. Yours is not the only story along the same lines that I have heard from students in her class. You can go ahead and go home now, Amber, and don't worry about Mrs. Eddleson anymore. She will no longer be teaching here as of tonight. I'll take over the class for the time being until someone else more appropriate can be found. I'll see you tomorrow morning in history class Amber. Thank you for telling me the truth as well." Amber walked out of the office and collected her things from her locker before heading for home. As she rounded a corner towards the exit doors, she ran straight into Kevin Swanson as he himself came around the corner as well. The resulting collision sent books, papers, and the two of them onto the ground. Amber gasped when she saw whom it was she had run into. She had always thought he was good looking, but had never had the nerve to say anything to him. "I'm so sorry..."she stammered out. "I didn't even see you coming! I hope you’re not mad at me for this." she blurted out after staring at him for a second. "Hey, it's all right! Really! I don't mind having a beautiful girl run into me, especially you! Here, let me help you up off the ground." he said as he reached down to help her up. Amber accepted his hand as he helped her up. Within a few minutes, they had managed to pick up the papers and books that had been sent flying during the collision. Kevin looked at her as they picked up the papers and then finally worked up the nerve to speak to her once more. "I know this is kind of sudden and all, but before I lose my nerve, would you like to go out with me this weekend?" Amber stood speechless for a moment, sure that she was dreaming. "I'd love to. By the way, my name's Amber." Kevin smiled as she accepted his offer "I know. I've kind of been watching you for a while now, trying to think up of a way to get to talk to you without sounding like a total idiot." Within minutes, they had exchanged phone numbers and addresses as well as the time that he would pick her up that Saturday for a date. As Amber walked to the drugstore, she felt as if she was on cloud nine and that nothing could bring her down.
END OF PART ONE
Amber walked the seven blocks to the drugstore without any further problems and figured that no one would possibly see her that knew her. She walked into the store and browsed for a few minutes in the magazine section. She looked at a few of the magazines and then put them back after glancing through them for a few moments. Since there was nothing new in the way of magazines or books, she decided that it was time to get what she came for and to leave. As she turned and walked to the other part of the store, she never noticed her principal, Mrs. Manning, from school walk in through the front door at that exact moment. Amber stopped for a moment at a makeup display and considered getting something in the way of makeup as well, but rejected the idea. "Oh well, at least I don't have to worry about not having enough money to get the diapers if I don't get the eye liner." she thought to herself. Amber walked over to the shelf and looked at the various different adult diapers for sale for a few minutes before she finally decided on a bag of attends that were now selling for only $9.50 per bag. "What a deal" she thought to herself as she picked up the bag and started for the checkout lanes. Just as she finished paying for the diapers, Mrs. Manning came up to the checkout lane that she was in and saw her standing there with the bag of diapers in hand. Mrs. Manning didn't say anything to her as she walked out the door of the store with the diapers she had just bought for herself. Her heart was beating extremely fast as she tried to remain somewhat calm and hope that her principal would not say anything or tell anyone about her diapers. As she finally made it out of the parking lot, her heart slowed down to normal once more, and she began to believe that she would perhaps be all right after all. She had been so nervous that she didn't notice until now that she had wet her pants. She was grateful that she only lived a short distance away from the drugstore and hoped that she could get home before anyone else she knew saw her. Her luck did not hold out however. Less than three blocks from the store, she heard a car horn honk near her. As she turned to see who had honked, she spotted her principal calling her from her car. "Amber, do you need a ride home? Hop in and I'll give you a ride the rest of the way." Amber felt like running away as fast as she could and found herself wishing she could just turn invisible or something. It was bad enough that she had been spotted buying diapers by someone that knew her, but it was even worse that she had wet her pants as well. She felt weak in the knees and legs as she slowly walked over to the waiting car driven by her principal. "Come around to the other side Amber, I'll unlock the door so you can get in." Mrs. Manning said as Amber got up to the car. As she walked around to the passenger side of the car she thought about what excuse she could give Mrs. Manning if she was asked. "Thank you maam." Amber said as she got into the car. "You all right Amber? You look a little pale." "I’m all right maam. Thank you for the ride home." Mrs. Manning smiled at Amber as she got into the car with the bag of diapers in her right hand. As she began to pull the door shut, Mrs. Manning noticed the diapers once more and then saw that Amber had wet her pants. "Oh honey, it's all right." Mrs. Manning said as amber finally got the door shut. "If you like, I can pull over to a side road real quick and you can change real quick without anyone seeing you. "Thank you, but I can wait until I get home maam." "Nonsense honey, Ill pull over here off of old Elm road and no one will see you changing. And when you are done, you can just throw the wet one into a garbage dumpster nearby." Amber didn't know how she was going to get out of this situation, but she did have to admit that she was feeling a bit uncomfortable with wet pants on. She had not worn a diaper during the day since she was two, but it looked like she would either have to wear one, or tell Mrs. Manning the truth. She thought about it for a moment and then decided that it would be nice to at least be dry somewhat, and that she could always change when she got home. She quickly opened the new bag of diapers and then got into the back seat of the car where there would be more room to change into a dry diaper. "Thank you Mrs. Manning for helping me out this way. Please don't tell anyone about this. It would make it very hard for me if anyone else found out." she said as she slowly wiggled out of her wet jeans and panties. She stuffed the wet panties into her backpack with full intentions of getting them washed whenever she did her next load of laundry. It was difficult to get the diaper on in the backseat of the car, but after a few minutes of work, she had the clean diaper on and was pulling her jeans back on as well. She was not sure why, but the diaper felt better than normal this time. As she climbed back into the front seat of the car Mrs. Manning spoke up once more. "There now, I'll bet you feel much better now that you have changed into something dry. Don't forget to throw the old one away real quick Amber. I'm sure no one will notice it if you just throw it into the trash real quick. Go ahead, I'll wait." Amber was unsure of what to say to her now, but she knew she had to do something soon. "Finally she gave up and told Mrs. Manning the truth about her diapers, her bed wetting, and even why she had accidentally wet herself in the drugstore when she saw Mrs. Manning. When she finished, she was on the verge of tears and felt guilty about trying to deceive her principal. "It's all right Amber. I won't ever tell anyone your secret if you don't want them to know. If you like, we can stop off real quick at my place and grab you a dry pair of jeans real quick. I can wash and dry the ones you have on now, and get them back to you tomorrow. Wouldn't a dry pair of jeans be nicer than the wet ones you have on?" Amber sat in silence for a moment as she debated on whether or not to take her up on the kind offer. Finally she gave in and said it would be nice and that she would do the same with the jeans loaned to her. Amber was dropped off at her house roughly 25 minutes later by Mrs. Manning. She quickly took the bag of diapers over to her window and set them right below it where she could easily reach out and grab them later when no one was looking. As she walked back to the front door of her house, she felt a little nervous as she always did whenever she had to get more clean diapers into the house without being caught. She just hoped that Mrs. Manning would keep her secret, and that no else would find out.
END OF PART TWO
Amber took a moment to calm her nerves a bit before unlocking the front door. As Amber dropped off her backpack and books in her room, she felt the urge to pee once more. As she began to walk towards the bathroom, she remembered that she was still wearing a diaper and peed in the diaper instead. She figured that since she was already wearing a diaper, she might as well use it and not let it go to waste. As she peed, the diaper quickly absorbed it and left her still feeling dry. Amber was not sure why, but the thought of deliberately wetting her diaper excited her. As she expected, the house was silent. She had expected that her mother would be asleep since she had not gotten off work until 2:00 pm that afternoon. Amber decided to make sure of this before attempting to sneak her diapers into her room. She was surprised to find her mother was not in bed asleep. This worried her, so she decided to find out where her mother was. As she searched the kitchen, she found a note on the refrigerator from her mom. Her mother had to work an extra shift at the hospital and would not be back until 10:00 pm. She had left some money in an envelope on the kitchen table for her to call out and get some pizza for herself.
Amber made the call for the pizza and then went back to her room. Without hesitation, she reached out her bedroom window and brought in the bag of clean diapers. It took her only about three minutes to put them into her usual hiding place in her room. Once this was done, she went out to the living room to wait for the pizza to arrive. While waiting, she peed her diaper twice more without hesitation. She was starting to regret that she would soon have to change out of her diaper and back into her normal panties. Then she remembered the wet pair of panties in her backpack. She quickly ran into her room and dug them out to be washed. The doorbell rang just as she was headed for the laundry room. She threw the underwear into the pile of dirty clothes in front of the washer and ran to answer the door. Her pizza had arrived at last. Amber paid the driver for the pizza and gave him a $5.00 tip as well. Amber then settled down to eat her pizza while doing her homework. She had finished most of the pizza by the time she got to her least favorite subject in school. She hated math more than any other subject she had, but knew that it needed to get done. She ate some more pizza and drank down two cans of soda as she finished her math homework. By this time, it was almost 6:30pm and she still had not removed her now soaked diaper she was wearing from earlier that day. She looked at the clock above the table and reluctantly decided it was time to change out of her diaper before her mother came home. She walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind her. She was tempted for a moment to go get a clean diaper and put it on, but she instead grabbed underwear from her room along the way to the bathroom. She set the pants on the edge of the tub and slowly undid her jeans. When she finally had her jeans down far enough, she could clearly see the bright blue stripe on the front of her now soaked diaper. Within a few minutes, she had washed off her lower areas with a wet washcloth and then changed back into some panties as normal. Amber had just finished rolling up the diaper when she heard the front door open and then close. Amber froze in horror and fear for a moment before reacting. Quickly she grabbed the waste can and buried the wet diaper in the bottom of it in an attempt to hide it and not get caught with it by her mother. "Amber, honey, Are you home?" "I'm in here mom!" She hollered through the shut bathroom door. "I’ll be out in a minute." Amber came out of the bathroom a few moments later with her heart still beating a little fast. Her mom was still in her uniform when Amber found her sitting at the kitchen table eating a quick sandwich. She looked up as Amber entered the kitchen. "I have to go back to the hospital in just a few minutes, but I wanted to stop by home first to tell you and to give you a bit of good news. I have been assigned to a latter shift at last, so I'll be able to actually stay home more and will even be here when you get up in the mornings." Amber’s face lit up at this news. She had been unable to spend very much time with her mother since she had started working double shifts at the hospital due to a shortage of nurses. Before Amber could say anything, her mother spoke up once more. "I have to run now and finish up the last of my shift at the hospital, but I should be home later in the morning before you wake up. Here's some money so you can go get something to eat if you like, you know how to reach me if you need to." Her mother gave her another twenty-dollar bill as she grabbed the last of her sandwich on her way out the door. "Bye mom." amber called as her mother headed out the front door once more. The rest of the night went by fairly quiet and uneventful. She once more ordered a pizza and finished up some minor chores around the house before getting tired and heading for bed. As was her habit, she quickly went to where she had her bag of diapers hidden and put one on for the night. Right before she turned in for the night, she retrieved her wet diaper from the bathroom trash and carried it out to the main trashcans, where she buried it under a large bag of trash. As soon as she heard the door close and the car leave, she grabbed the wet diaper out of the trashcan in the bathroom. Without pausing a moment, she went out the back door and quietly threw the wet diaper into a neighbors trash can where it would not be found by her mother. As she got back into the house, she began to wonder how she was going to change out of her diaper in the morning and not get caught. She sat down and watched some television while thinking over the problem of how to change without getting caught. She finally decided that the best thing to do would be to set her alarm 30 minutes earlier so she could get up before her mother did. She figured that if she did this that she could change and hide the diaper before her mother got up. She finally went to her room at about 11:00, removed her clothes, put on a clean diaper, and then put on her nightgown as well. She was tired and starting to not feel all that well when she went to bed, and as a result forgot to turn on the alarm on her clock before going to sleep. She awoke to the sound of her mother's alarm clock going off at 6:15. She awoke with a slight start and stared in horror at her clock for a moment before jumping out of bed and removing her nightgown. As she had known she would, she had soaked her diaper that night and needed to change and clean up before going to school. An unexpected problem made itself known a moment later as she almost messed her diaper. The pizza and soda had caught up with her, and she now needed to desperately get to the bathroom before she messed her diaper. She made it almost to the bathroom door when she heard her mother's voice yelling at her. "Amber stop right there!" The sound of her mothers voice yelling at her unexpectedly made her lose her concentration for a moment, but that moment was all it took. Her bowels let loose and filled out the back of her diaper with a smelly and runny mush. "Why the hell are you wearing a diaper young lady?" Her mother yelled once more as she began to approach her. He mother got about three feet from Amber when she noticed that the strip on the front of the diaper had turned blue. A moment later, the smell from amber's mess hit her as well. Amber struggled to find something to say when her bowels refused to hold anything else back and let go with another blast of hot, runny, and smelly mush into the diaper. Amber finally spoke up as her mother stood staring at her in rage and disbelief. "I can explain this if you just let me get cleaned up first and changed." "I see that you need to get changed, but into what? Another diaper perhaps? I want you to go and bring the rest of your clean diapers right now, and I don't want to hear another word out of you. Now go get them." Amber turned and slowly walked into her room to get the rest of her diapers. With each step she took, she could feel the mess spreading around in the diaper. Finally she brought the bag of diapers out and set them down in front of her mother. Her mother then spoke up again, "All right now, take one out of the bag and go get cleaned up and changed in the bathroom. Take the diaper into the bathroom with you and leave the rest set here for now. I'll take care of them for you, now go." Amber walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. She set the clean diaper down on the washbowl and then proceeded to remove her messy diaper carefully. Once she had it off, she rolled it up tight and dropped it into the garbage can. She quickly got into the shower and cleaned herself off completely. Once she finished cleaning and got out, she wrapped a towel around herself, grabbed her clean diaper and went back into her room. When she opened up her drawer to grab some clean panties, she was shocked to find it filled with her diapers instead. Her mother entered the room a moment later as Amber stood staring in shock at her drawer. "You wanted to wear diapers so much that you shall now wear them instead of panties. You will also use them for their intended purpose as well. You will wear them 24/7 from now on, and that includes school as well. She couldn't believe what she was hearing and kept hoping that it was all a terrible nightmare that she would wake up from. Since she had nothing else to wear for pants, she was forced to put on a clean diaper while her mother stood and watched her. "I will excuse you from school today, and will make arrangements to get you changed at school at least twice a day from now on.
END PART THREE
Amber had just finished putting on a clean diaper when her mother reappeared at the door to her room. "Now that you have finished cleaning up and changing, you can finish getting dressed so that we can go shopping for some things you will need. I want you to wear that dress you got for Christmas so that it will be easier for me to change your diaper when you wet or mess it. Amber wanted to object, but her mother had a look on her face that told her there was not going to be any arguments accepted on the subject.
She nodded slowly as she walked over to her closet and got out the dress her mother told her to wear. She could hear her diaper crinkling with every step she took and hoped that no one else would hear the noise and figure out that she was wearing a diaper. Her mother walked into her room a moment later with an old diaper bag in hand. "I don't want you to think I would force you to wear the same diaper all day, so I am packing you a diaper bag. I'll be able to change you if you need changing while we shop." Her mother put four extra diapers into the diaper bag before deciding it was time to go shopping.
They walked out the front door and to the car in the driveway. With every step amber took, she could hear her diaper crinkling under her dress. They pulled out into traffic a few moments later on their way to their first stop a few blocks away. They pulled into the parking lot of the drugstore where Amber had bought her diapers the day before. "Amber honey, grab the diaper bag real quick and bring it with us. I don't want to have to come back out here to grab it if you need changing." Amber reluctantly picked up the diaper bag and tried to hand it to her mother as they walked towards the entrance of the store. "You go ahead and hang onto the bag Amber, after all, they are your diapers. Now come on and lets get moving. We still have to stop at the mall yet today as well. Amber was embarrassed to have to carry a diaper bag into the store with her and knew everyone would figure out that she was wearing diapers.
Once inside the store, they proceeded straight over to the aisle where the adult diapers were. Amber's mother picked up three more bags of diapers, some baby powder, a large changing pad, some diaper rash ointment, and a container of diaper wipes. "Now then, what else am I forgetting?" her mother said. "Oh well, I'll figure it out if I see it. Lets go check out and get going now." As they headed towards the checkout stand, Amber’s mom snapped her fingers and spoke up. "I know what I forgot! Wait right here and don't move while I go get the last item we need for you in here." Her mother disappeared down a side aisle and returned a moment latter with two pacifiers for Amber. "There now, we can check out now and head to the mall for the rest of your new things."
As they were checking out with their items, Amber felt the urge to pee. She wanted to just go straight to the nearest restroom, but knew that her mother would just tell her no and that she was to use the diapers for their intended purpose. She held it a few more minutes and finally gave up; flooding her diaper with pee while her mother paid for the last few items. Amber let out a small sigh of relief as the pressure on her bladder was relieved into her diaper. Her mother had not heard her sigh, and they quickly walked to the car with the diapers and everything else in hand.
As they were putting the last of the items into the car, Amber's mother decided to check Amber's diaper before leaving the parking lot. She reached over and lifted up the front of Amber's dress and looked at the diaper that Amber had just wet in the store. "I thought I heard you making noises in there, and I see you need to have your diaper changed now. Get into the backseat and I'll change you real quick before we leave. Can't have you walking around in a wet diaper."
Amber got into the backseat and raised her dress up as her mother reached for the diaper tapes that held the diaper in place. She quickly undid all the tapes on the diaper and lifted amber's bottom up as she pulled the wet diaper out from under her and slid a clean diaper into place under her. She then proceeded to wipe down Amber's crotch area real quick with the diaper wipes she had just bought. Before tapping the diaper into place, she then sprinkled some baby powder onto amber's crotch as well. A moment later she taped the diaper into place on Amber and lowered her dress.
Amber turned red with embarrassment and wanted to cry. She had not had her diaper changed by her mother since she was a baby. She opened her mouth to tell her mother that she could do it herself, but her mother shoved a pacifier in it before she could speak. "Little babies should be seen and not heard. This should keep you quiet while we drive to the mall for the rest of your baby things. If you behave, I'll let you take it out when we get to the mall. If you misbehave, I'll spank you in front of everyone and make you keep the pacifier in while we shop the mall. Do you understand?" Amber quietly shook her head yes and then got into the front seat of the car.
As they pulled into the mall parking lot a few minutes later, her mother spoke up again. "You've been a good girl, so you can take the pacifier out and put it into your diaper bag." She removed the pacifier from her mouth and put it into the diaper bag with the rest of the items that were in it. Her mother then told her to go ahead and open up one of the bags of diapers and put three more into the bag just in case they needed them. Once this was done, they proceeded to walk towards the mall entrance.
Amber was embarrassed to be seen walking around with a diaper bag in hand and was sure that everyone could hear the tell-tale rustling of her diaper. She wanted to run and hide, but knew that the only thing she could do was to go along with her mother and silently hope for the best. Her diaper seemed to be so loud that she was sure everyone knew she had a diaper on under her dress. Her thoughts were interrupted when her mother pulled her into a furniture store.
Once inside, Amber’s mom took them straight to the infant furnishings and straight to an elderly lady who worked in the store. "Good afternoon folks. How may I help you?" Amber suddenly understood why they were in this section of the store before the sales clerk finished speaking. Amber could only stand in shame as her mother spoke to the clerk. "I certainly hope you can. I'm looking for a changing table and a crib for my daughter here." "I see, and how long until she has the baby?" the clerk asked as Amber turned red with shame. "Actually," Amber's mother spoke up, "this is my daughter right here. Due to some problems she has, I have had to put her back into diapers recently and now need a good strong changing table for her. I also need a large crib for her to sleep in as well so that she will not get up and sleepwalk in the night."
The clerk was a little surprised at first but then showed them to a smaller room in the back of the store. There they had a small selection of baby furniture for adult babies. Amber's mom picked out a large changing table and a large crib that would be just the right size for Amber.
As they finished the final details of the sale and where to have it delivered to, amber began to feel the same familiar cramping she had earlier in the day. She tried to hold it in, but it did no good. Her bottom exploded a hot and runny mush into her diaper as she stood there in shame. She noticed that she had also soaked the diaper as well and felt even more ashamed. She almost felt like crying as the smell from her diaper drifted up and out.
"I think I need to change you right away baby girl. Lets get you to the bathroom and get your diaper changed." Amber's mom then took her by the hand and led her out of the store and to the nearest bathroom. As they passed several customers, they all gave Amber funny looks as they smelled the odor coming from her diaper and saw her carrying a diaper bag. Amber wished she could have somehow turned invisible so as to avoid the shameful looks she felt she was receiving. The trip to the nearest bathroom seemed to take forever, but in reality only took about five minutes.
Amber felt relieved when they entered the bathroom and found it empty at the moment. As her mother had her lay down on a wooden bench, she felt another hot burst of mush explode into her already full diaper. Without saying a word, her mother lifted up her dress and began to undo the diaper tapes. As she got down to the last two tapes, her mother slid a changing pad under Amber to help prevent the mess from getting all over the bench if it leaked out of the diaper. "You certainly are a mess baby girl. I hope you don't have too many more messes like this,” her mother said as she slipped the messy diaper out from under Amber's bottom.
She then rolled up the messy diaper and dropped it into the trashcan next to the bench. After a few minutes of wiping Ambers bottom down, she seemed satisfied and began to diaper her again. Amber was beginning to feel that they would get lucky and that no one would come in to the bathroom while she was getting her diaper changed. About that time the bathroom door opened up and in walked someone Amber knew.
Amber turned beet red as her mother pulled the disposable diaper up between the legs and began to fasten it. The girl was her best friend Julie. Julie stood in shock for a moment as she recognized Amber and saw her getting diapered by her mother. Before anything could be said, Julie turned and walked from the restroom while attempting to not laugh at her friends’ predicament.
End part four
The trip home from the mall seemed to take forever for Amber. She was sure that everyone was staring at her as they drove home from the mall. Her thoughts were once more interrupted by her mother talking to her once more. "I'll have to hire you a babysitter for when I have to work. I wont be home when you get back from school, and I don't want my baby getting into trouble while I'm at work. Which reminds me, I'll have to send a note to with you tomorrow along with some extra diapers so you can be changed by the school nurse every so often. I'll have all this done for you before tomorrow morning, so don’t worry about having to wear the same diaper all day at school tomorrow, or having to wait for me to come home after work to change your diaper."
Amber wanted to protest but knew that it would do no good. She didn't like what her mother was doing, and began to wonder how she would tell her mother about date with Kevin on Saturday. She had dated a few other boys in the past, but they all wanted only to get her into bed with them as fast as they could. This time would be different due to the diapers she was forced to wear. She was not even sure if she would now be able to go through with the date with Kevin if she had to wear diapers. She almost felt like crying. It was so unfair that everything always went so wrong for her all the time.
They pulled into the driveway and parked the car. It only took them a few minutes to unload all of the supplies they had bought while they were out shopping. Amber was so busy trying to think of a way to tell her mother about Kevin that she failed to notice that she had wet her diaper until her mother asked if she needed to be changed yet. Before she could answer, her mother lifted up her dress and saw that the diaper was very wet. A few minutes later she had been cleaned up and changed once more.
The rest of the evening passed quietly and uneventfully until it was time for Amber to go to bed. Her mother changed her into a clean diaper once more and then gave her a new nightgown to wear. She wore a nightgown with a teddy bear design on it. As she crawled under the covers to drift off to sleep, her mother came into the room with a baby bottle for her. Amber began to protest at the treatment, but was quickly silenced by her mother sticking the bottle into her mouth. "Drink it honey and then go to sleep. You have a big day ahead of you tomorrow." Her mother then turned off the light as she left the room.
Amber did not feel much like drinking the bottle her mother had given her, but did so anyway so as not to upset her mother again. Before long, she fell asleep for a few hours. She woke up and looked over at her clock. It was only 3:00 AM in the morning, but she could not get back to sleep. She knew that her diaper was wet again but was afraid to get up and change it for fear of waking her mother up and getting in trouble. After lying awake for a few more minutes, she decided to go ahead and change out of her wet diaper and put a dry one on. Once this was accomplished, she threw the wet diaper into the wastebasket near the foot of her bed and went back to sleep.
Amber awoke to the sound of her alarm clock going off at the normal preset time. Before she could even stop it, her bowels let loose into her diaper once more. The mess this time was not nearly as bad as the last two she had in her diapers. "Oh great. Not only do I have to wear diapers like a baby, but now I even mess them like one as well. I better get up and get changed" she thought to herself.
Before she was even half way out of bed, her mother came into her room. "Time to for you get a bath and get changed honey. We don't want you to be late for school now do we?" Her mother quickly noticed that Amber's diaper was wet as well as messy as she headed Amber towards the bathroom. "My we certainly filled our diapers last night didn't we. Well, no matter. Get into the shower and get cleaned and then we'll get you ready for school."
She quickly removed the wet and messy diaper she had on and then got into the shower. As the water ran over her body and cleaned her mess off, she thought that maybe her mother would not force her to wear diapers to school. As soon as she got out of the shower and into her room, her mother showed up once more. As she passed by Amber's dresser, she paused and removed a diaper for Amber, then continued over to her. "Lets get a clean diaper on you shall we?" her mother said. Ambers thin hopes shattered painfully as her mother taped a clean diaper onto her.
Amber gathered up her books and papers she needed for school and headed for the door when her mother called to her. "Wait a minute honey. I phoned the school this morning and have it arranged for you there. You will go to the nurse’s office every three hours to get changed into clean diapers if you need them. All of your teachers and your principal know this and will excuse from class at any time if you need to be changed, as well as allowing you extra time between classes for visits to the nurses office. Put these extra diapers in your bag real quick honey, and stop at the nurse’s office before you go to class. I also want you to know that I have hired a babysitter for you when you get home. I'll introduce you tonight. Now get going or you'll be late."
As Amber started towards the door, she began to feel a little light headed for a moment and felt a slight tingling in her shoulders, as well as a momentary loss of breath. She chalked it up to nerves as she recovered a moment later and was out the door. She knew that if she didn't hurry that she would be late for classes.
Amber arrived at the school with only a few minutes left before her first class began. She was halfway to her first class when she suddenly remembered to stop by the nurse’s office to drop off her extra diapers. She turned and ran up the stairs to the second floor in an effort to get there and out in time for her first class of the day. As she topped the stairs, the bell rang.
She stopped for a moment to try to catch her breath as the strange feeling she had from earlier caught up to her once more. She began to think maybe she was just out of shape as she began to suddenly feel dizzy and numb in the arms and shoulders. "I need to get more exercise." she said to herself as she suddenly began to pass out. She barely even heard someone yell out her name as she fell over and down the stairs.
Amber came to in the back of an ambulance, dazed and extremely confused. The last thing she remembered was feeling strange and out of breath at the top of the stairs leading to second floor near the nurses station. "What happened? Where am I?" she barely managed to whisper. A moment later, the strange sensation hit again and she passed out once more as her heart went into full arrest.
END OF PART FIVE
Amber's mother had just arrived at the hospital for her shift when the call came in from the ambulance crew. They had a juvenile female roughly 17 years old in full cardiac arrest. The e.t.a. From the hospital was three minutes. Amber's mother and the rest of the nurses on duty quickly rushed to prepare an emergency room for the patient coming in. Trays of medications were set out; machines were turned on and made ready for use. Amber’s mother never suspected that it was her daughter in the ambulance, or that her world was about to be forever changed.
The ambulance crew quickly backed up and threw open the doors of the ambulance to unload their unfortunate passenger. They had managed to get her heart started once more by the time they arrived, but it was weak heartbeat. They continued to move quickly with her as they rushed down a short hallway to the awaiting room and her unsuspecting mother.
As soon as they wheeled her into the room, the paramedics started to tell the doctors everything they had done to her on the trip and that she was lucky to be alive. It seems that some student saw her turn pale, pass out and fall down the stairs. Upon reaching her, the student administered C.P.R. and mouth to mouth in between breaths of shouting for help. The two paramedics credited the quick actions of the youth with saving Amber's life.
Amber's mother entered the room prepared to do her job and fight to help save the life of the young girl. When She saw who it was on the bed she dropped everything and shouted. "OHMYGOD NO!!! AMBER!!!"
Another nurse quickly grabbed her and dragged her out of the room when she realized that the girl was her daughter who was in there fighting for her life. "Calm down honey, calm down. I can't have you in there in the shape you're in, or you're just as likely to be doing her more harm than good. Quickly now, does she have any allergies that we need to know of?" Mrs. Johnson shook her head no as she tried to get herself under control. "She's a good girl. Hates drugs and is even a virgin still. I don't understand how this could have happened. She has not had any heart trouble since she was a baby." "Wait here honey, I'll find out what is going on and tell them the information. Go ahead and cry if you like. If it was my daughter in there, I'd be just as scared as you are. I'll be right back"
After another long and agonizing 30 minutes, one of the doctors came out of the little room Amber had been put into. "She's stable now. She's a real fighter and should recover fully in time. I have her read over her medical history, but I am curious about the diapers. Care to fill me in?"
After filling him in as to why she was wearing diapers when they got to her, he shook his head and spoke up once more. "A little harsh don't you think? Did it ever occur to you to find out all the details before getting upset with her? That's usually not like you to be so rash and quick to act. You're the best-damned head nurse I've ever had and also the most carefully attentive to all the details. I'll tell you what, when we get everything all figured out here in a little bit, I'll let you try to tell me about it. Strictly off the record and as a friend. Now let's go see your daughter."
Amber's mother stood staring at her daughter who was now lying on a bed and was hooked up to all sorts of various machines. Tears rolled down her mothers face as she listened to the doctor tell her that amber had a heart attack due to stress and a defective heart valve that gave out on her. They had her hooked up to a machine that pumped blood for amber, and another one that helped her breathe. They had scheduled her for emergency surgery in 20 minutes from then and would replace her bad heart valve with an artificial one.
Amber's surgery went well and had no complications. She was taken to a room in the intensive care unit and monitored carefully for the next three days. Amber's mother was given an emergency leave of absence from the hospital so that she could be with her daughter while she began to recover. Amber was removed from life support by the end of the second day, as she no longer needed it. The hospital staff continued to leave her in diapers and to change her whenever she needed it. Within five days of having the surgery, Amber finally woke up.
"Where am I?" she asked as she saw her mother standing next to her with a very worried look on her face. "Oh thank God! I thought I'd lost you for good. I'm sorry honey. You had a heart attack and fell down the stairs at school. Apparently your new boyfriend saved your life by giving you c.p.r. And mouth to mouth until the paramedics arrived to take over." Amber winced in pain as she tried to sit up a little too fast. "Take it easy and try again honey, only do it real slowly this time. They had to do emergency heart surgery on you and as a result you are going to be very weak and sore for a while."
After being in the hospital for almost twelve weeks, they finally let amber go home. As she began to leave her room, Kevin showed up with a bouquet of a dozen white roses in hand. As he approached Amber he began to smile. "I brought these for you.” he said as he handed her the roses. "You know, you could have just told me you had a headache if you didn't want to go out on the date. You didn't have to go through such extremes you know." Amber laughed as she swatted him on the arm.
"As they began their drive home, Amber flooded her diaper to the point where it almost leaked before she realized that she had done so. "Um, mom, I need to use the bathroom when we get home. I may need some help from you if you don't mind." Amber's mother smiled for a moment and then replied. "Not at all honey. Everything is ready for you when you get home. Say Kevin, do you need to be dropped off anywhere?" Kevin smiled and politely responded, "You can just drop me off at the drugstore near your place if you like. I need to get a few things for myself from the pharmacy anyway."
Amber gave Kevin a questioning look for a moment before he replied. "Don't worry Amber, I'm not sick or anything like that. I just have to pick up my insulin prescription from there. I'm diabetic and have to use insulin daily. I go there every two weeks and pick up fresh insulin supplies and testing papers as well as other things I need to use for my health. I would have told you sooner, but you decided to scare me half to death before I could tell you. Happy now that you know one of my big secrets?" Kevin stated with slight laugh.
A few moments later they were pulling up to the front of the drugstore when Amber leaned over and grabbed Kevin and then proceeded to kiss him. As she broke off the kiss she couldn't help but laugh at the look of surprise on his face. "I had to thank you properly for saving my life now didn't I? Plus I heard that you kept checking with the nurses every day to see how I was doing and if you could see me. Now then, as for that date, when I get strong enough, I would still like for us to have it. I just hope you can have patience for a few more weeks so I can also get caught up on my schoolwork. I'd hate to miss graduation just due to some little heart attack." After they dropped off Kevin, they proceeded to head for home so that Amber could rest as well as get a diaper change.
END OF PART SIX