Hold It Holly
HOLD IT HOLLY
Holly opened the door to her apartment, her bladder full after a long day at work. She was proud of her bladder, always was. She brags about how she only pees twice a day, once in the morning and once at night.
She rushes into the bathroom and quickly pulls down her skirt. As soon as her butt hit the toilet seat pee just came out of her. She moaned, she got so much pleasure out of holding.
When she was finally done she got up and headed to the living room. Her girlfriend Andy was sitting on the sofa watching TV. "Sound like a gusher," Andy said, taking a swig of her beer. "Yep, but being that I am a big girl, I can hold it." she gave Andy a kiss.
"Really? Wanna bet?" "Bet what?" Holly asked confused? "Well since you have such a strong bladder, I bet you can only go once a day." "Go on.." Holly said. "Okay, if you make it to your night pee without wetting yourself, I'll take you to Paris."
"And if I lose?" Holly asked. "Well, whenever I want to you will be my little baby, diapers and all." Andy gave her a smirk. "I do want to go to Paris, deal." They shook hands. Andy got up, "I'll be back soon."
Holly could see the car lights turn on and leave the driveway. She watched some more TV, had her usual 3 cups of water before bed, and eventually, fell asleep on the couch.
Holly woke up, feeling the mild pain in her bladder. Her hand went to reach down but felt something soft and crinkly. She looked down. Andy put her in an ultra thick diaper.
She then noticed her clothes have changed also. Instead of her work clothes, she was wearing a bright pink shirt, a bib that said "Mommy's little Princess" on it, and pink knee-high socks. She also has her hair tied in pigtails.
Andy walked in from the kitchen, wearing a small black dress and red high heels. She was holding a baby bottle and a towel in her hands.
"Good morning my baby." She smirked. Holly blushed, embarrassed at the state of clothing, "I'm glad you're enjoying this." "Oh, I am. Time for your milkey."
Andy sat down and Holly slide onto her lap, "Enjoy." Holly drank from her bottle. Weirdly, she enjoyed it. Being fed by someone felt so...comforting.
When she was finished, Andy sat her up and started to bounce her on her knee. Holly didn't want to admit it but this made her bladder almost lose control. When Andy stopped, she quickly crossed her legs.
"Aw does baby have to go potty?" Andy asked pointing at her diaper. "People sit like this, I'm fine." Andy rolled her eyes, she made Holly drink 4 more big bottles of milk.
Holly couldn't sit anymore, the pressure was too much. She couldn't hide it. She was hopping foot to foot, hands shoved in the crotch of her diaper, sweating a lot. She couldn't make big steps or her bladder would let loose. Of course, Andy wasn't helping, "Does baby have to go pee-pee yet? Enjoying your little potty dance?"
The final straw making Holly sit down and watch Andy pour water into a cup. Watching the waterfall was just too much. The sound was too much. She held onto her crouch for dear life, but her bladder released. Pee filled up her diaper, almost to the point of leaking.
Holly opened her eyes and began to cry. She couldn't believe she had wet herself. Her bladder wasn't so strong after all. Andy picked her up and hugged her, "It's okay baby, don't you cry. Accidents happen. I think you are a baby."
She placed Holly on the floor and kissed her head, "You like me being your mommy? You want to be in diapers?" Holly thought for a moment, the feel of the diaper, the feel of being in a wet diaper, she had grown to love that day. She also liked being looked after. "Yes Mommy," she said in a baby voice.
From that day forward, every time Holly got home from work, she took off her adult clothes and regressed into a baby. Andy would act as her mommy and would feed and change her and of course love her.
Written By: Morgan
Age: 19
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