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The Weekend Visit, Part 50
🕑 Added 2025-01-15 03:56:49 +0000 UTCIt took a minute to ask Kate ‘correctly.’ I couldn’t tell if she enjoyed making me squirm, or if this was merely to further embarrass me in front of our cousins. Either way, she clearly didn’t understand how desperately I needed to go.
The moment I muttered the properly phrased question about my sister helping me go to the bathroom, it was as if my bowels somehow interpreted that as permission that it was time to do just that. I let out an awkward squeak of surprise as my body pushed, completely out of my control, causing the backside of my padding to swell outwards. While the dress would disguise what was happening to some degree, there was really no hiding what was happening now that it had started.
I opened my mouth to say something, to either defend myself or pretend that everything was fine, but all that came out was a little grunt as a rush of disgusting mush began filling the snug diapers.
Both of our cousins seemed to notice at nearly the same time. Luna tilted her head with a quizzical expression, “Wait, is she-”
Lilah picked up from where her twin left off. “Is she, actually-”
“Annie!” Kate exclaimed. She strutted over and reached underneath my skirt to grab my padded rear. Not only did she get immediate proof of the shameful act I was in the middle of doing, but her firm grip also shifted the contents of my diapers in a way that made me squirm in discomfort. “What are you doing?! You couldn’t hold it for another minute?”
That’s what I had been trying to say! I was absolutely mortified as I continued pooping myself, knowing that Kate would be able to feel the mess growing in the diapers as she kept her hand clamped onto the seat of the babyish underwear. As for explaining how this wasn’t my fault, there was nothing to say. All I could do was blush furiously and continue to push.
“Annie, stop! This isn’t how big girls behave!” Kate snapped.
I would have complied with her demand if I could. Even if my sister hadn’t said anything at all, I obviously would have kept myself from such an awful accident if it were remotely possible. At this point, it was very much a lost cause. There was nothing I could do but avert my gaze and let out another embarrassing little grunt as my body acted of its own accord.
Kate let out an annoyed sigh. “Okay. If you’re going to keep using your diapers like a baby, then that’s how you’re going to be treated.” She reached into her purse with her other hand, pulling out the pink pacifier and holding it to my lips. “You know what to do, Annie.”
I was utterly ashamed as I parted my lips and took the familiar bulb, reluctantly sucking on it and knowing the rules Kate was implying. Not that I had the ability to talk anyway, amidst this horrible experience. This was the FIFTH time I had used the diapers in such a way. How could I ever claim that I didn’t actually need protective underwear after all that? It had to be something in the water here, or something I ate, or maybe it was all psychological due to what I was wearing and how I was being treated. I didn’t feel sick in the slightest, so it couldn’t be that.
As my body continued to relieve itself, I couldn’t help but squat slightly along the way. Not all the way down, but in a slightly more natural position than standing up straight while avoiding a visual that was too telling. Not that it mattered, considering that everyone present already knew what was happening. Fidgeting slightly as I felt things slow down back there, I then had to deal with the natural wetting that followed. It wasn’t as bad as some of the previous ones where I was full of fluids, but there was still enough of a trickle that I could hear it. Which meant that they could all hear it as well.
Once I was fully done, Kate let go of the diapers and took a step back. “Wow. You really filled your diapers up, Annie. I would change you, but someone told me that I didn’t need to grab any spares before we left.”
But, that’s- I shook my head, the dark flush on my cheeks persisting as our cousins giggled at Kate casually commenting on the accident I just had. The only reason I told Kate not to bring any clean diapers was because I was worried about looking even worse by agreeing that I might need them. Between the walk back to the car and the drive to the nearest store, I wasn’t sure what we were supposed to do until then.
Apparently, it was going to be so much worse than the uncomfortable sequence that played out in my mind. “The view we were talking about isn’t that much farther,” Luna said, “Can Annie deal with hiking in dirty diapers?”
Kate shrugged, with a hint of a smile. “I don’t see why not.”
I was still processing the recent accident, as well the humiliating and increasingly familiar sensation of wearing sagging diapers. That, and how my sister and our cousins were once again talking about me right in front of me. But all of that paled in comparison to the suggestion that we should keep going when I so badly needed fresh underwear.
“Okay!” Luna replied, “It would be lame if we didn’t go all the way. Who knows when your next visit will be?”
But, it was already so far back to the car! Nervously sucking on the pacifier, shaking my head and glancing towards Kate, I tried to non-verbally communicate to her that there had to be a better option. I could go commando for a little while, right? It wasn’t as if I was going to have another accident so soon after this one.
She just ignored me. Taking my hand and giving it a squeeze, she said, “Let’s go, brat. This will be a good lesson in why we should always have spare diapers on hand for you.”
