(Hm, thought I posted, of course I've not really been on much recently)
Shh... shh... its okay baby... *kisses you, then smiles as Abbi takes you and does the same* baby sis... look... *she cooed as she wet and messed her diaper right there*

M-momma, are you there?

After a few seconds of wetting my diaper, I notice how warm and wet my bottom was. More tears flow down the side of my cheeks when I realize what I did. I cling back onto you in embarrassment, as I start to sob and hiccup a bit from crying so much before. But then I felt someone patting my soiled padded backside, as I see my bib sisshy start to pick me up from your lap. I shut my eyes in embarrassment as some tears flow from them and some sniffles can be heard from me.

*both of us repeatedly kiss and hug you, trying to help you calm. I don't mind my shirt being wet, and I do smile a little as I feel my lap get warmer from your just barely swelling padding.*

I bury my head into your shoulder, hugging you back, as I continue to sob, my tears being soaked into your shirt. After about 30 minutes, my sobbing turned into light sniffles, as you and Abbi continue to hug and calm me down, making sure that I’m safe, and that everything’s okay. As I was calming down, I unknowingly wet myself in the embarrassing diaper.

*We both reach in and hug you tightly, I hum softly as I rub your back, and Abbi just tightens her grip as you start crying.* It's okay baby... Mommy and big sis both have you... and we're never ever going to let you go... *cooes softly and kisses you.*
(Yeah thats fine, people cry in a lot of different ways)

I sniffle a bit as I look at both you and Abbi, with my lips still quivering in shame, as my bottle up emotions were finally being freed. “I...I..” I managed to get out before I looked at you with my arms out wide, waiting for a hug. I wanted to be held, I wanted to be cared for, and I wanted to be loved, I was always a very emotional person, so when I cried, I cried hard. Tears started to flow down my freckled cheeks. “M-Momma- *hic*a- *hic*-a!” (Is this correct? Cause that’s what I hear when I cry like that sometimes.) I hiccuped out through my tears as I let out all of my pent up emotions out, wanting nothing more than to be take cared of, and comforted in your arms.

Of course sweetie... it's okay... I don't mind that you're a cute little baby. After all, I'm still gonna be a baby too, just an older sister for you. Right mama? *I giggle and put a pacifier in her mouth then nod* shee? I'm gwonna be a cute widdle bayabee wike you. But I can awso do big sisshy who can give you milkies... *she smiled and pressed her paci to your forehead like a kiss.*

“A-are you s-sure about this b-bib sisshy?” I asked flustered, as my face became dark red. I sat on Abbi’s lap, embarrassed and in shame because, A) I just had sex with a woman I only just met, B) Said woman has now seen me naked, changed my diaper, and is offering to breastfeed me, and C) I knew deep down that I wanted this to happpen to me, and that no one I know will ever accept me for who I am. And that terrifies me. So once I realize that, I look down at my knees, as I start to sniffle a bit, my lips quivering a bit, and with tears starting to form in my eyes, I was on the verge of having a complete meltdown.

*Abbi chuckled as she picked you up after that and kissed you* Well... now that thats over... let big sissy give you some much more gentle lovins... *she cooed as she sat down on the couch and undid her top, then pinched her nipple showing she lactated as well*