Fiona Is Back In Diapers
FIONA IS BACK IN DIAPERS
Fiona woke up feeling groggy. A long day at school the day before had let her fall almost instantly into a deep sleep the moment her head hit the pillow. As she began to squirm around, wishing she could return to dreamland, she noticed something was wrong. Very wrong.
She rolled from her belly onto her back and threw back the thick duvet. Her suspicions confirmed, she looked down at her wet pajamas in horror. She had wet the bed. She hadn't wet the bed since she was a toddler. How had she let this happen?
Trying to keep a cool head seemed impossible as she considered her options. Panic drove her to consider hiding her shame but she knew it would do no good. Her mother would find out, she always did. Swallowing her pride, she lifted herself from the small puddle of urine on her bed and went to face her mother.
Fiona had always been intimidated by her mother. She was a very strict single parent. Trying to lie to her mother had gotten her in a lot of trouble before. She knew owning up to what she had done was the only option.
She walked into the kitchen. Her mother, Amber, stood facing away from her cooking breakfast while her younger sister, Tina, who was 9, didn't look up from her cereal. She hadn't even considered Tina seeing her in her current state, but it was too late to turn back now.
"Mom" Fiona said meekly. "Good morning honey" her mother replied, still intent on making breakfast. "Mom, I had an accident" Fiona replied. "You had a wha..." Amber said turning stopping mid sentence. Amber's jaw dropped in shock as her focus fixed on her 17 year old daughters predicament. Tina looked up from her cereal and stopped mid bite to gape at her sister. All Fiona could do was stand there with her eyes downcast and her clammy, stained pajama bottoms sticking cloyingly to her thighs, her cheeks burning red with embarrassment.
"Oh my" Amber said quietly, trying to come to grips with the situation. Tina didn't miss another beat as she burst into hysterical laughter. "Oh my god. Did you wet your bed Fiona?" she exclaimed, laughing all the more. "Fiona is still a little baby." Tears of shame began to build in Fiona's eyes.
"Little baby Fifi couldn't hold her pee-pee, Little baby Fifi couldn't hold her pee-pee," Tina chanted mockingly. Fiona couldn't hold back anymore. "Hey" she shouted, finally breaking down into tears "it was only last year you had to be put back in diapers for wetting your bed".
"Ya well I was 8, 8 year olds have accidents sometimes. Your 17, your almost an adult and now your the one who's going to have to wear diapers. Tell her mom. You told me that's the rule for bed wetters in this house. If you wet the bed it's diapers for a week". Tina looked up at her mom with gleeful hope.
Amber could only look at Fiona with pity in her eyes as she weighed her options. "Please mom, it was just a once off. It was an accident. It won't happen again" Fiona pleaded desperately. Her face now soaked with tears "Don't listen to that little bitch".
With that her mothers face became stern. "I will not have profanity in my home" Amber exploded. "Rules are rules and you will obey your mother. You'll wear a diaper to bed every night for the next week and an extra week will be added on for every time you wet the bed again. Have I made my self clear little lady?"
Fiona stood frozen in shock. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "You better change out of those pissy PJs sis, you don't want to get diaper rash", Tina Laughed. With that Fiona turned and stormed from the room, bawling her eyes out all the way back to her bedroom.
The day flew by like a dream as Fiona couldn't quite comprehend her new reality. She hoped that her mom wasn't serious and that she would just forget about the whole thing. There was a queasiness in her stomach every time her mind forced her to relive that moment she realized she had had an accident. The feeling of the cold, pee soaked pajamas clinging to her skin stayed with her all day.
The moment of truth finally arrived as she was brushing her teeth. Her mother pulled her aside and lead her into her bedroom where a package of adult diapers sat on her bed.
"Now I'll let you change these yourself as I know you don't want your sister seeing you wearing them" her mother explained "but I will be coming in here every morning to check them before you take them off. Have I made myself clear?".
"Mom, please don't make me do this" Fiona begged. "Fiona" Amber said sternly "have I made myself clear?" Dropping her pleading gaze, Fiona nodded in defeat.
Fiona proceeded to undress herself and fixed one of the adult diapers about her pale, supple body. She looked at herself in the mirror in nothing but the diaper and felt her adulthood slip away. With that she put on her spare pajamas and went to bed. It took her a while to fall asleep with the thick diaper between her legs but her mind had been so frayed with anxiety during the day it wasn't long until slumber claimed her.
The warm water spraying from the shower head felt good on her soft body. Feeling the urge to pee, she let go. It didn't matter since she was in the shower. After a few seconds she noticed something was wrong. Something didn't feel right. Realization struck her like a hammer blow.
Snapping awake from her dream Fiona bolted upright. Morning light poured in the window. She threw back the covers to confirm what she was feeling. "Oh no, oh no" she exclaimed quietly as she felt the wet heat spreading over her crotch.
The yellow stain coupled with the hiss of urine rapidly escaping her bladder made her start to panic. She couldn't make herself stop. Pressing her hands against the diaper in a feeble attempt to halt the flow only proved to exacerbate the problem as some of the hot fluid trickled out into her pajamas, creating a small stain. Her heart beat at a hundred miles an hour as she was left with no choice but to sit there a wet herself uncontrollably. She began to cry in self disgust.
After the flow finally ceased she steeled herself, wiped away her tears and raised herself from the bed. Stripping away her pajama bottoms she stood before the mirror. The diaper hung hot and heavy between her thighs, pressing tightly against her crotch. The sensation almost felt...good.
There was a knock on the door and her mother entered. Looking down at her daughters shame, she shook her head in disappointment. "It looks like we'll have to add on another week onto your punishment" her mother said. Fiona just stood there, not meeting her eyes.
Without warning Tina burst into the room and gawked at her sister. "Did you wet your diapey sis? Maybe I should start calling you lil sis and you can call me big sis. You can't claim this was a one off now either. You really are just a big baby" Tina mocked relentlessly.
"Shut up" Fiona rebuked meekly, tears building in red rimmed eyes. "Aw, is the lil baby going to cry? Maybe you should start wearing day time diapeys too lil baby sis. Little baby Fifi can't hold her pee-pee".
"Go to your room Tina" Amber snapped "or I'll put you in diapers too". "At least I won't wet them" Tina said as she turned and laughed her way down the hall.
At every opportunity Tina got when she was out of earshot of her mother she would mock her big sister by singing her chant - "Little baby Fifi can't hold her pee-pee, little baby Fifi can't hold her pee-pee". Fiona felt utterly humiliated and dejected. How could this be happening to her. She was 17 and she needed diapers again. She felt like the baby Tina was making her out to be.
"Fiona, could you bring Tina down to the shops? I don't want her going on her own" Amber asked. "But mom, she won't stop annoying me" Fiona beseeched. "Tina if you mock your sister any more I'll put you in a diaper for a month, am I clear?" "Yes mom" Tina answered with a wide devilish grin.
No sooner were they out the door and the jeering began again. "If you think I'm potty training you again you have another thing coming you know" Tina began. "I'm going to tell mom to put you in daytime diapers, I don't want to have to clean up after you when you start daytime wetting again".
Fiona just kept walking on in abject silence. "How does it feel to be a big baby again? I should be the one taking you to the shops. I mean, what if you wet yourself? Who would look after you?"
Tina eventually got bored of her sister's non reaction. She wouldn't let up though, singing all the way there. "Little baby Fifi can't hold her pee-pee, little baby Fifi can't hold her pee-pee." On the way back Fiona finally began to lose her cool. She couldn't take this abuse from her little sister anymore.
After hearing that chant for what seemed like the 100th time she finally cracked. "You know what, I don't care what you think" she screamed uncontrollably "So what? I had some accidents, what about it? Just because I'm a little stressed out at the moment doesn't mean I'm a baby so why don't you shut your mouth before I wiped that smirk off your face". Tina just laughed. "What's so funny?" Fiona interrogated. Tina pointed at Fiona's crotch. She looked down in horror to see the spreading stain on her jeans.
She hadn't even noticed her bladder emptying until her sister pointed it out, but now all the sensations engulfed her. "Oh no, oh no. This can't be happening" she exclaimed. She pressed her thighs close together and pressed her hand deep into her crotch in a desperate attempt to stop the flow. It was useless.
The audible hiss between her legs just got louder as she felt every inch the warm pee as it flowed down from her thighs to her calves and into her shoes, her sister laughing and chanting hysterically all the while. "Little baby Fifi can't hold her pee-pee,little baby Fifi can't hold her pee-pee."
Fiona's legs caved under her and she fell to sit in her own puddle of urine, rocking back and forth, one arm covering her bawling eyes and the other uselessly covering the massive wet stain in her jeans.
When she got home her mother seen the mess she had made of herself, Tina had made sure of that. "I want you to go to your room and change into one of the diapers I got you. I think it's best that you wear diapers day and night until further notice" Amber declared. Fiona nodded meekly in agreement.
There was no point in fighting it anymore. She had lost all faith in herself to control her bladder. With broken acceptance she taped on the diaper. There was no point in fighting it. She put on a dress over it so it wasn't so obvious.
She just sat and watched TV for the evening without saying a word, her sister mocking her when she could. Eventually she felt the urge to pee again rise in her. A spark of determination rose in her. She was going to hold it this time, like a big girl should. She crossed her legs and pressed her hands against the diaper in her steadfast attempt to regain control. She held out.
An half hour, then an hour. She felt content with her victory, now being on the breaking point, and decided to relieve herself in the toilet like a big girl should. She uncrossed her legs and without warning a massive burst of pee escaped her. She spread her legs with a sighed of defeat.
"OMG, are you wetting yourself AGAIN?" Tina cried out as she heard the flooding diaper. Fiona averted her gaze and nodded, releasing all control of herself.
As she got ready for bed she changed into a fresh diaper. Climbing into bed and lying down she lay there for a while reflecting on the day she had. Each time she had felt the clammy wetness between her thighs she had felt something else. Something in the pit of her stomach. Although fear and shame were definitely part of it, there was something else that she couldn't quite figure out.
When she felt the urge to pee again come over her she contemplated going to the toilet straight away. This madness had to end. Instead she just lied there, her attention focused on her crotch. She spread her legs and let go.
Releasing her control, she allowed her pee to gush out into the diaper. It was the first time she had really allowed herself to enjoy the sensation. Each time before she had been too shocked to appreciate the warm feeling around her crotch, but now she felt exhilarated.
She never thought that letting go could feel so good. When it finally ended part of her felt a deep shame. It wasn't enough to slow her heart beating in ecstasy. Maybe being forced back into diapers wasn't going to be so bad after all.
Written By: Fiona