Posted by gmoe47 on June 07, 2010 at 18:00 [75.9.158.232]
In Reply to: Story Rquest - Diapered Alumni posted by frustrated on June 03, 2010 at 14:47
Diapered Alumni - Part 6
Written by Brad Warden
Chapter 6
Renee cursed the bus driver. ‘How can you just sit there and chat like
that?!’ She shouted inwardly. She stood there on the crowded bus with her
legs squeezed together as tight as she could get them. She had to pee very
badly, and she was afraid that if she didn’t get off the bus soon, she would
pee in her pants in front of a whole lot of strangers. The bus driver, oblivious
to her dilemma, had stopped the bus to talk with one of his fellow bus drivers
who was driving a bus coming from the opposite way. Glaring daggers at the
back of his head, Renee simply sat there and suffered in silence.
The bus driver finally decided to get going again, much to the relief
of Renee, but with every bump the bus ran over, she could feel the added
pressure in her already overly distended bladder pushing down on her weakened
muscles. She would not be able to take much more. She would have simply gotten
off right then and there, but she was still too far away from home to make
it, and the quickest way would be to just stay where she was, despite the
pain. ‘Why didn’t I just wear a diaper?’ She scolded herself. The two bags
of diapers in the gym bag at her feet were completely useless to her. She
wished that Rachel was there to hold her hand and keep her company, but she
had left her at the apartment to clean up a little bit.
Suddenly, without warning, her bladder loosened and released a strong
stream of pee into her panties. Unable to hold the wetness, the yellow flow
runs down her legs as it stains her blue jeans a dark blue color. Some of
it drips to the floor of the bus, making a widening puddle between her feet,
but most of it runs down into her shoes, soaking her socks and making her
feet squelch inside.
"Just great." She said with an irritated tinge to her voice as she looked
at the puddle she’d made. Looking around, she noticed that nobody on the
bus seemed to care, or even notice what she had done. Still, she kicked herself
mentally for not going out with a diaper on. She had wanted a break from
them for a little while, but had paid the price for it this time.
She felt a tap on her shoulder. Turning around, she saw a short elderly
woman standing there with a kindly smile on her face. "Excuse me miss, It’s
time to wake up."
"What?" Renee asked, confused. "Who—"
With a sudden jolt, Renee woke from her dream, and for a moment she was
unsure of where she was. After a while she remembered that she was at home,
safe in bed. But her diaper was soaked. She hadn’t wet in her sleep in some
time, but tonight seemed to be one of those times. A wet patch in the morning
was always a pleasant surprise. The need to poop hit her then, and she gave
no resistance to the hard, lumpy flow that crept out into her diaper under
its own pressure.
Renee dozed for another few hours, and her diaper only got wetter. She
woke up when Rachel did, and they lay in bed for a while snuggling and watching
tv. Later on Rachel cleaned Renee’s messy bottom off with some baby wipes,
then they both took a shower. While eating a late breakfast of toast and
coffee, they discussed what they should do that day. They settled on first
taking a shower, then going to the beach afterwards.
After they showered, they diapered and dressed each other. While doing
so they decided that they wanted to have a picnic at the beach, so Renee
volunteered to go to the store while Rachel stayed behind to clean up a bit.
Renee opted to go out diapered, but tied a sweatshirt around her waist to
hide any bulk from behind. Giving Rachel a kiss on the lips, Renee left for
the store
***
Renee decided that she didn’t want to wait any longer, she was starting
to get uncomfortable and crampy.
She figured since she had been taking her chlorophyll pills faithfully,
she wouldn’t have any trouble
with odors, which was really her only concern - that, and leaking. With
no further hesitation, Renee
simply let go. It was good that she had a sweater tied around her waist,
because if anybody had cared to
look they would have seen her bottom puff outward from the sudden bulge
that formed inside her pants.
With a subtle sigh of relief, she instantly knew that she hadn’t sprung
a leak - her diaper had held
fast. With her heart pounding in her chest, her whole body shivered with
pleasure from the sudden hot,
mushy invasion between her butt cheeks. Collecting herself, she took a perfunctory
sniff of the air and
detected no smell save the slight scent of baby powder that she had rubbed
all over herself that
morning. She had always loved the smell of Johnson & Johnson’s, the scent
of it had always
made her think of warmth, contentment, and security. With a mischievous
grin Renee released a stream of
pee into the padding between her legs just as it was her turn to start stacking
her items onto the
rotating belt at the checkout counter. She had just completely relieved
herself and nobody had any clue.
She thought that was pretty cool. The man behind the counter smiled as he
greeted her, and Renee smiled
back sweetly and returned the greeting. It was amazing what a poop filled
diaper could do for the mood.
She paid for her items, among them was a gallon of milk, a few jars of
baby food (her favorite snack), some baby wipes, and powder mixed in with
the various items of food. Grabbing her bags, she left the store feeling
as if she had gotten away with something. The trip home was the fun part,
and she slid around on the lumpy mess inside her diaper the whole way.
It was a rare occasion when she did so, but she had decided to drive her
car that day. After the leak she had sprung on the bus in her dream that
morning, she did not want to take any chances. She tried to stay focused
on the road, and not let the slippery, lumpy mess in her diaper distract
her from her driving. She found herself waiting at an especially long red
light, and while waiting realized that she had to pee again and released
another stream into the already damp padding. ‘This is what diapers were
made for.’ She thought to herself with a grin. She felt sorry for all the
other people surrounding her. Maybe one or two of them knew what it was like,
but most of the poor fools in their stuffy adult lives would never know the
simple pleasure of a diaper. A shame really, they don’t know what they’re
missing. ‘Oh well,’ Renee shrugged mentally, ‘that just means more for me
and Rachel.’
Rachel enjoyed poopy diapers, but the one she was wearing was beginning
to become itchy, and she
rubbed her bottom into the messy cup of her diaper to scratch. The only
thing she managed to do was to
tickle her skin further with the lumpy mess. She was almost home and couldn’t
wait to get changed into a
fresh diaper. The thought of it gave her the will to go on. Undaunted, she
stepped on the gas pedal and
passed a slow moving truck in front of her. She was a chick on a mission.
Minutes later Renee parked her car in front of her apartment and turned
the wheel into the curb before
shutting it off. The old piece of crap had been acting up lately, and she
made another mental note - the
fourth that month already - to take it into the shop and get it checked
over. She knew the thing would
eventually stop running altogether, but she hoped that it wouldn’t be any
time soon. She needed her car.
Unbuckling her seatbelt, Renee grabbed the plastic handle bags sitting in
the passenger seat and got out
of the car. The mess in her diaper was starting to get cold, and even more
uncomfortable. She peed
again, which added a little warmth to the damp, clammy padding that rubbed
against her pink fuzzy butt.
Another shiver rippled over her skin, which tightened her nipples to rock
hard points. She wanted to
rub them between her fingers right there on the sidewalk, but she could
see people nearby. What would
the neighbors say? She decided to wait until she got inside, since she only
had a few feet to walk
anyway.
Rachel was watching tv in the dining room when Renee walked in, but she
got up when she heard her
friend come in the door. "How did everything go?" She asked.
"I had an accident." Renee replied with a mock pout.
"What happened?"
"I was getting crampy so I decided not to hold it anymore."
"Awww, poor baby." Rachel said as she pulled Renee close and rubbed her
bottom. Renee snuggled her
face into Rachel’s neck and stuck her thumb in her mouth. "Well go get a
pad to put on the bed, another
diaper and some baby wipes, and I’ll clean your poopy butt off. Then we’ll
go have our picnic."
"O-hay" Renee replied around the thumb in her mouth as she nodded.
Rachel cleaned Renee’s bottom off, then put a new doubled diaper on her.
While she was being diapered Renee told Rachel what she had gotten at the
store for the picnic. Mostly basic things, they could make a couple of sandwiches
and a salad while they sat on the beach, soaking in the sun and watching
the surfers. There was enough room in the back of Renee’s car in case one
of them needed their diaper changed.
They got to the beach about an hour later, and they claimed their small
part of sand near enough to a group of boys where they could get a good enough
view, but could not be easily spotted. Rachel thought it was too bad that
they had to hide their diapers. The thought of one of the good looking surfer
boys changing her sent a wave of excitement through her nerve endings. But
for now her friend was good enough, at least her diapers were no secret with
her.
They ate, and talked, and laughed over lots of different things, but most
of the chat centered on their lives and where they were headed. Ever since
they had left the academy over a year ago, both of the girls had found it
relatively easy to slip back into normal life, and both had found jobs soon
after they were released. Because of the unusual nature of the incarceration,
no criminal record remained on either of their records, and their slates
had been left clean as if nothing had ever happened. Renee had a desire to
go back to school, preferably UCLA film school, but Rachel was unsure of
what she wanted to do with the rest of her life.
The two girls spent the rest of the day on the beach, mostly just talking,
reading, and soaking up the rays. Neither one of them went swimming, the
waters of the north Pacific were much too cold for that even in the summer
without wetsuits, so they settled for relaxing on the sand. Surprisingly,
neither one of them needed their diapers changed until late afternoon, which
was why they left. When they got back home, Rachel told Renee to grab two
doubled diapers for them both and go lie down on the bed and she would be
there in a minute to change her while she used the phone to check her messages
back home.
Renee was lying on the bed, sucking her thumb and watching tv when Rachel
returned, but she sat up with concern as soon as she saw her friend’s face.
"Oh my God, what’s the matter?" She asked. Rachel was crying, and the tears
streaked down her face in rivulets as she sobbed. "Come here sweety, and
tell me what’s wrong." She offered. Rachel went over to her friend and buried
her face in Renee’s neck.
"Umm," Rachel sniffed hard. "I called to get my phone messages, and there
was a message from my boss. The company is downsizing and I’ve been chosen
as one of the employees that are being let go." She began to sob harder,
and her tears dripped onto Renee’s chest. Renee ignored them, and concentrated
on comforting her friend. "The bastard didn’t even have the guts to tell
me to my face!" She added. "Well this just fucks up my vacation."
"Hey come on." Renee said. "It’s not that bad, you can find another job,
it’s no problem."
"I know," Rachel replied, wiping the tears from her face with her sleeve.
"but I liked my job."
"Well," Renee said, running her fingers through Rachel’s hair. "you know
you’re welcome to stay here for as long as you want."
"Thanks, that helps a lot." They sat in silence for a little while, and
Rachel snuggled up to Renee as she stuck her thumb in her mouth. They said
nothing for a long time, until Renee scrunched up her nose and sniffed the
air suspiciously.
"Did you poop in your diaper?" She asked, giggling.
"Yes," Rachel nodded. "I guess I haven’t been taking my nullo pills as
much as I should have." She was blushing slightly. "Sorry about that."
"Hey, don’t be silly. Babies do that sometimes."
"I guess we do."
"You know," Renee said, changing the subject suddenly. "I just had a really
good idea."
"What’s that?" Rachel asked, taking her thumb out of her mouth for a moment.
"Why don’t you just move in with me?"
"Oh, I couldn’t do that, Renee."
"Why not? What’s stopping you?"
"Well mainly that I live a few hundred miles away." Rachel said, sighing.
"Well why don’t we just go get your stuff? I still have a week off from
work, and we can put all the stuff that doesn’t fit in here into storage.
Come on, it’ll be cool, we can be roommates!" Rachel said nothing for a while,
obviously thinking the situation over.
"To be honest it’s not a bad idea." She finally said. "I mean, I don’t
even have any connections or family there anymore, and most of my friends
have moved away." Rachel noticed some pressure in her bladder as she talked,
and gave a little push. A lengthy squirt of liquidy poop ran into the cupping
seat of her diaper instead, then flowed up between her legs. "And I just
pooped again." She stated as the stream of pee followed close behind.
"Ewwww!" Renee joked. "Poopy!" She tickled Rachel’s neck, and they both
giggled happily. Rachel’s problem forgotten for the moment, they chatted
for a little while longer before getting up. Rachel finally agreed to move
in with Renee after a little more convincing, the final selling point being
that Renee agreed to change any of Rachel’s messy diapers in the middle of
the night if she needed it. "Well let’s go get you changed, miss poopy pants."
Renee said, pushing Rachel off of her playfully. "We have some planning to
do."
To be continued in Renee and Rachel’s next series - Roomates.
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