Sara's Dream Come True (Private with R682)

[R682]

"You mean, this?" Jen gestured down towards her diaper, not so much the new wet stain, but the circumstances in general. "Uh, no. That only just needed to happen, now. But I guess it wouldn't really matter if it had come up before. Your mum did make it clear I was stuck in this thing, just the same as you, didn't she..." She decided not to mention that Sara's mother had offered her the chance the 'cheat', in the end. Anyway, it had been too late by then. Or, at least, that was what Jen was telling herself. "Just my luck, that the first thing I had to do was go for a poo in it," she muttered ruefully. "Still, at least it's done now; and it means neither of us has anything to be embarrassed about after this," Jen added, drawing deeply on her ability to find the bright optimism in any situation, even one in which she had quite literally just had to fill her pants.

"Anyway, how are you doing, chuck?" Jen attempted to turn the focus back towards her friend. "Sounds like you're managing to relax a bit into this whole 'big baby' thing, yourself."

[DiapeePrincessSara]

Sara smiled, quite relieved to know Jen was not upset by this and to know that she was not the cause of Jen's accident. "I am kinda enjoying it. I thought I would hate it but these diapers are comfy." Sara blushed at what she'd just admitted to. "At least the bed is dry, though my diaper is a bit damp. I don't know how I've wet the bed twice today. I must have an infection of some sort. I hope that juice will help." Sara continued, glancing at her diaper to see how bad it really was.

Sara's mother, at this point, had wanted to see for herself as Sara had admitted to being damp. Sara's mother stuck 2 fingers inside the waistband of Sara's diaper to check the padding. "You are only mildly damp sweetie. I will change you after a couple more accidents. Just let me know when you go, if you feel it that is." Sara's mother said, removing her fingers and wiping them off with a baby wipe from the tub on Sara's desk. "As for you, Jen, I want to get you changed before you get a rash." Sara's mother turned to Jen and pointed to Sara's bed. "Lay this down and lay on top of it." Sara's mother said handing Jen a large changing mat.

[R682]

"You're sure you wouldn't rather have me change myself?" Jen gestured vaguely towards the bathroom. Despite the new heavy load under her bottom, she didn't think she was likely to be in too much of a mess; but she still didn't want to think Sara's mother might feel obliged to clean her up when she was like this, despite the woman's assertions. Of course, it could only get worse, however, if she left it any longer; and there was no way Jen wanted to do that, regardless. So despite her polite suggestion, she found herself already doing as requested, and laying out the mat and positioning herself down onto it, spreadeagled at Sara's mother's mercy. She did so as gingerly as possible, not wanting to sit directly in what she'd done, but rather sliding backwards on her back, to avoid putting any pressure on the seat of her diaper.

[DiapeePrincessSara]

Sara petted Jen's hair as she laid on the bed. "Don't worry Jen, mama wouldn't make you change yourself. She offered it so don't worry." Sara said with a giggle knowing well herself not to defy her mother's wishes.

Sara's mother dawned a pair of nitrile gloves and set the wipes, rash cream and fresh diaper beside Jen on the bed and set 3 opened garbage bags on the floor. "Don't worry Jen, after cleaning up Sara's diapers until she was potty trained, I can handle anything you got." She said with a giggle. Sara went bright red with embarrassment at her mother's comments. "Stop it mama, that's so embarrassing!" Sara said, quite annoyed that her mother brought that up again.

Sara's mother opened the tapes on Jen's diaper and began wiping her up. "This shouldn't take long at all. There isn't nearly as bad as Sara's were during potty training." She said, purposefully teasing Sara again.

Sara pouted and turned away. "Way to act like a toddler honey, now you just need to fill your diaper like one and you'll look, act and smell the part." Sara's mother teased.

[R682]

"I guess I've got a head start on you, in that last respect," Jen muttered grimly, laid on her back, even though she'd been helping to clean Sara up in a similar kind of way only a few hours before. Jen still didn't feel quite right about Sara's mother be the one to deal with Jen's own mess and smell, however complacent and efficient she seemed to be about it. If anything, she'd rather it was Sara doing it, if it came to that. There was nothing too much to be embarrassed about, with her; but her mother, despite being the one imposing all this, was still in a position of superior condescension. She didn't poo in her pants: at least, not as far as Jen knew.

Still, at least that would have to happen again this evening, now. Jen found she wasn't at all afraid to go back into diapers for the rest of the night, no matter how many times she might have to pee in them. There was nothing in her mind to concern her when it came to that, and frankly plenty to look forward to in having such an easy and pleasant option. So she went along with the change, knowing as soon as the yucky part was done, it would see her rapidly back into a clean and agreeable diaper, ready to collect from it's very outset.

"Uh... thankyou," she murmured to Sara's mother. "I hope that's not too gross for you."

[DiapeePrincessSara]

Sara's mother finished wiping Jen's bottom and removed her gloves and held Jen's legs in the air as she opened the fresh diaper to lay beneath her. "It's fine honey, don't worry about a thing. Sara always did much worse than this when she was little." Sara's mother said.

Sara was still pouting at her mother teasing her about her diapers when she was little. At this point Sara felt almost like she needed to pee but knew she couldn't possibly need to go so she ignored it.

Sara's mother finished Jen's changing by laying Jen's bottom inside the fresh diaper, putting a fresh glove on her hand so she could spread the rash cream across her entire diaper area, and finally taping up the diaper. "You're all set hun. These diapers are a bit thicker than the ones you girls had on previously so you shouldn't have to worry about leaking if you pee." Sara's mother said.

Sara's urge was getting worse. "Mama can I go potty?" Sara whined as the combination of the juice she just drank in a hurry and her infection made her feel like she was about to pee right then and there.

Sara's mother placed her hand on the outside of Sara's diaper. "You have room in your diaper sweetheart, just let it out." Sara's mother said knowing Sara wouldn't need to go that bad. Sara lost control almost as soon as her mother placed her hand on the outside of the diaper. Sara's mother took note of the warmth spreading throughout Sara's diaper. "That wasn't so bad now was it sweetie?" Sara's mother assured. Sara was still trying to adjust to the idea of diapers and began sobbing as she finished peeing.

[R682]

(Really sorry to make you wait so long for a response. I wish I could promise it won't happen again, but given some of the things going on at the moment, the best I can say is that I'll let you know before abandoning anything completely, and try to tell you if I'm about to disappear for a week at a time. Unfortunately, it's often rather unplanned...)

"Okay... thanks," Jen blushed, but genuinely grateful for the ease with which matters had been handled by Sara's mother. "I guess that wasn't so bad at all, actually." It was strange, really, that Sara made a fuss at all about her earlier accident, much less found it something to be just so worried about. Not when her mother was clearly so relaxed and at ease with such matters. "Oh no, that's great," she added appreciatively, as the new diaper was buckled up around her. "I'm sure thick is good, just for comfort's sake, never mind what it's used for. But I know I don't mind peeing in it now, either. That didn't feel bad at all." In fact, Jen couldn't deny doing a wee had felt really good bound up like this. She might be glad not to be likely to have to deal with her bowels again any time soon, but Jen couldn't deny the fact she almost found herself relishing the thought of having this diaper available for the rest of tonight when it came to any time the other matter might arise. Just to be able to go, and not even have to think about it, with perfect pleasure; it sounded like bliss to her.

So Jen was not particularly understanding when it came to Sara's own struggles.

"What are you crying for?!" she exclaimed, watching Sara's performance almost critically. "It doesn't feel bad, and it's not like you're the only one - so just do it when you need to. Your mum's right: it's not so bad... so why make a fuss?"

Especially if Sara had a bladder infection, Jen reflected: how convenient not to be running to the bathroom every five minutes, or risking further accidents. Why couldn't she just relax, given how cool her mother was about providing her this easiest of options?

[DiapeePrincessSara]

(It's fine hun, don't worry about it. I understand entirely. Work is stressful and life is unpredictable. You don't have to explain.)

Sara didn't know why she was crying. She's always wished to try diapers but didn't want to do it in front of anyone. Sara did her best to calm herself. "It's taking some getting used to, but you are right it isn't that bad. It's just that it is out of my control that bothers me I suppose." Sara said. "I have peed in my pads before when bathroom lines were too long but that I am purposely doing so I don't feel so bad about it. When it is a full-blown accident it's just reflex to cry. I can't help it." She continued.

Sara's mother smiled and said "at least you can act the part of a baby without too much issue. You cry when you have accidents so I will always know when to check your diapers."

Sara pouted "not by choice." She said, even though she was secretly enjoying the idea of being babied.

[R682]

"Just do it on purpose, then," Jen shrugged, complacently. "I don't see any reason to wait for an accident, when you're going to be in a diaper for it either way. Especially since I'm your diaper sister now, and I just went for a poo on purpose; I don't think you've got anything to be embarrassed or worried about as long as it's just me and your mum." She showed Sara a sheepish smile, but then did stop and think for a moment. "It must be a pretty bad bladder infection or something, for you to be having so many accidents, so easily, though. Maybe we should have a careful little look down there when your mum changes you, to see if there's any sign of anything on the outside." Mind you, it was an odd coincidence that there had been a poo accident, too, that had started all this off. It seemed a little soon for that to have triggered a UTI, but what if the two were related in some other way, and it was something else affecting Sara's general control that was at play. "I mean, if this carries on, though, you probably should go and see a doctor, either way," Jen advised, compassionately. She patted Sara's foot encouragingly; that was still the difference here, however odd, Jen was just doing this for kicks, and could take or leave it any time, Sara was looking at genuinely having no other choice but to keep wearing diapers: and that must be a scary idea at this uncertain early juncture.

[DiapeePrincessSara]

"I suppose you are right. I mean, it did sting a little when I had that accident earlier on the bus. So perhaps it was already developing before now but I didn't think anything of it since I was trying so hard to stop it." Sara said, not wanting an inspection of her diaper area. "I can't even feel when I need to go for some reason. I don't feel the usual pressure, I just feel it flow out of me." Sara continued.

Sara repositioned herself on the bed so she was laying on her tummy facing the foot of the bed. "My tummy is hurting a bit from drinking that juice so quickly." Sara said hoping her cramp wasn't going to be another wave of diarrhea.

Sara's mother petted Sara's hair "are you sure it's the juice dear? You normally drink quickly and never complain of pain. Are you sure you don't need to go potty?" She said, knowing Sara wasn't going to let it out in her diaper even if she did; at least, not willingly.