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CYOA: The Exchange Student - Chapter 20 (Story)
🕑 Added 2023-11-02 12:00:02 +0000 UTC"I-I'll stay here," Anna decided after a moment, a bit surprised herself. It would be nice to be around people her own age, especially now, a day away from starting kindergarten, but she had been having a lot of fun here, and she suspected that Karissa and Doyle didn't actually want her tagging along... "But if they want to go on their own, that's fine with me."
"See?" Karissa told her mother. "She doesn't mind!" She shot Anna a smile behind her parents' backs, mouthing, 'I owe you one,' showing Anna that she'd been right. They were probably just planning to go sneak off to a quiet corner of the zoo and go make out or something. Anna wasn't sure, honestly, having never really had a serious boyfriend.
There had been a part of her, perhaps, that had hoped she might find one while she was over here, some cute foreign boy who was able to look past her diapers and see her for who she truly was. Now that she was going to be attending kindergarten rather than high school, however, that seemed next to impossible. Of course, she'd already considered giving that up, back when she was pondering pretending to be in middle school, or even younger... But she'd settled on sticking with her real age, which should have meant it was a possibility! Now, though, it was less of one than ever.
"That girl," Mrs. Florez sighed as they watched Karissa and Doyle flounce off together, shaking her head. "Well, since we're stopped, I think I'm going to go to the bathroom. Do you want to join me, Anna?"
"No, I'm fine," Anna replied automatically, forgetting, somehow, about the bulky diaper under her shorts until the woman shot her a look, no doubt extra annoyed with her after what had just happened, and how she'd sided with Karissa.
"Are you sure?" she asked pointedly. "Just in case? We are right by a bathroom..."
Anna blushed; it had been a little while, she supposed. She probably ought to have wet herself at least a bit by now, realistically, if she needed these things.
Aidan giggled. "She's a big girl," he said. "I think she knows when she hasta go potty."
Embarrassing as it was, having him stick up for her, and knowing she was playing a part where that wasn't the case, she was glad for the confirmation that, despite the thicker diapers, he didn't seem to have noticed them. But she'd just defied Mrs. Florez's wishes a moment ago, and she didn't dare do it again so soon. The last thing she needed was to get the woman mad at her.
"J-Just in case," she nodded, shuffling over to her. Mrs. Florez smiled and reached for her hand, Anna feeling bad for not taking it, keeping her hands firmly at her side. "I-It isn't that crowded right here," she shrugged. "I'll be okay..."
Mrs. Florez looked hurt, and Anna almost caved. She needed to wet herself, however, before she was checked, and she knew she wouldn't have the guts to do that while holding her host mother's hand.
She trailed after Mrs. Florez, biting down on her bottom lip as they brushed past more than enough people to disprove what she'd just said, struggling to coax her bladder to let go. She should have thought of it earlier, while they were standing still, the movement adding an extra degree of difficulty on top of feeling all those eyes on her, no matter how many times she told herself they were all actually looking around at the animals, that they didn't care about her or what she was doing in her pants.
The bathroom was, unsurprisingly, busy as well, crushing Anna's faint hopes that she'd have some respite there. Everybody was so much closer there, too, upping her self-consciousness significantly as she fidgeting with her shirt, terrified someone would bump into her, feel the diaper beneath her shorts, or somehow hear the crinkling over all the chatter.
By the time one of the larger stalls opened up, she was still dry, and she was already rushing to come up with an explanation, not wanting Mrs. Florez to get suspicious, or to assume she was dehydrated and make her drink a bunch of water that really might make her leak eventually. Thankfully, after all her attempts, the relief of the relative privacy that came when the stall door was closed and locked was enough, and, almost instantly, she felt the wet spot beginning to form in her padding.
Right on time, too, Mrs. Florez immediately turning towards her when she had the door fastened, sliding down her shorts without a word or warning, reaching over to check her diaper. Anna blushed, but she couldn't stop herself now that the floodgates had been opened.
Mrs. Florez, of course, could tell what she was doing. "Oh, sweetie," she shook her head. "If I'd been a little quicker, you could have used the potty, huh? Is that why you didn't want to come in, because you weren't sure you'd make it, and it's more embarrassing to be this close?"
"I-It's all right," she assured the woman.
"Poor thing," Mrs. Florez smiled. "Well, you finish up, okay? Then we'll make sure you don't need a change." Anna nodded meekly, her blush deepening as the woman took down her own pants, sitting on the toilet in front of her, only amplifying how babyish Anna felt, and what she was doing was, as she saw how a real grown-up ought to be dealing with needing to pee as her diaper grew warmer around her.
She had to struggle not to start sucking her thumb as she stood there, especially after Mrs. Florez got up from the toilet, cleaning herself up and getting dressed, then returned to her, giving her padding another squeeze. "That should be fine," she declared, beginning to pull Anna's shorts back up before pausing. "Right?" she asked. "We can change you if you'd like. I guess that ought to be your decision, huh?"
Anna shook her head, glad to have Mrs. Florez interpret that as her answer to needing a new diaper, even if she knew it was more in response to that last question. Having her take charge like that, determine that Anna could, and should, spend the rest of her morning waddling around the zoo in soggy pants... It sent a pleasant shiver through Anna as the shorts slid over her diaper, pressing the warm padding closer to her.
She had no problem sliding her hand into Mrs. Florez's now, even just on the way to the sinks to wash their hands, and certainly not as they headed back outside to rejoin the boys. "They're doing a giraffe feeding in a few minutes," Mr. Florez announced.
"Wonderful!" Mrs. Florez said. "Let's go!"
She didn't let go of Anna's hand, and Anna didn't try to let go of hers, happily toddling beside her. There was, again, no question of whether Anna would participate with Aidan, and she wound up giggling harder than him as she offered up lettuce to it and saw its huge, black tongue wrap around it.
Sticking so close to Mrs. Florez, she was afraid that, at any moment, the woman might check her, even though the point of her wearing a thicker diaper was so she wouldn't have to do that when they were around other people. Even if she had, the woman probably wasn't going to remember exactly how wet she'd been in the bathroom, but, as a precaution, whenever she could, whenever she was out of Mrs. Florez's grip so she could get closer to the fence to get a better look at the animals, or being sent off to pose for a picture, she tried to let out another trickle, however much she could, the fresh warmth making her feel littler every single time.
"Your mother is going to love these!" Mrs. Florez gushed after one of the photo opportunities.
Anna's eyes widened. "Y-You haven't been sending them to her, have you?" She squirmed, glancing down at herself, wondering if her mom would be able to notice the extra bulk under her shorts in a photo, if she'd be able to tell what it was. She was eighteen, so she could make decisions on her own, but the exchange program could have given Mrs. Florez her parents' numbers anyway, in case of emergency...
"No, not yet," Mrs. Florez said, Anna swallowing a huge sigh of relief. "I'm not sure what time it is there, so..."
"Y-You can send them to me, and I'll do it!" Anna offered.
"Oh, that's a good idea," Mrs. Florez nodded. "I'm sure she'd love to get them from you."
That, of course, was never going to happen. Anna did like having the pictures herself, though, seeing how cute and babyish she really did look. Maybe she was going to fit in at kindergarten after all, she thought. If anything, she might be acting too young...
By the time they stopped for lunch, she was soaked, and didn't resist at all when Mrs. Florez took her into the bathroom. "Oh, goodness!" she exclaimed after checking her. "See? This is why I told you that you should wear these ones here. Your others would have leaked all over by now!"
Anna nodded obediently as she watched the woman fold the changing table out from the wall, lifting her up onto it like it was second nature. Maybe she had gone a little overboard, she had to admit, but once she'd started making herself go whenever she had the chance, it was hard to stop. It just felt so natural, so comforting...
Without hesitation, she ordered chicken nuggets and macaroni and cheese from the zoo's cafe and ate them happily at one of their picnic tables, legs swinging beneath her, diaper crinkling away. There was similarly no question in her mind what her answer would be a little later on, when Mr. Florez asked, "Does anyone want to ride the miniature train?"
"Yeah!" she giggled excitedly.
At the same time, even Aidan was wrinkling his nose, shaking his head, blurting out a, "No!" before looking at her in surprise. "That's for babies!" he informed her haughtily.
"Aidan!" his mother scolded. "It's for ages one to ninety-nine, it says so right on the sign."
"Yeah," he huffed, "but it's mostly one year olds who actually want to do it."
"If Anna wants to go on the train, we're going to go on the train," Mrs. Florez said. "It's her first time here!"
"Karissa doesn't have to go," Aidan pointed out.
Anna blushed, embarrassed that she'd finally - even without him knowing about her diapers - done something too immature for Aidan. She supposed it had been inevitable, given how easily and thoroughly she was slipping into her littlespace, although she would have hoped that it wouldn't happen this soon. "W-We don't have to go," she mumbled, staring down at her shoes, the blush on her cheeks almost as much from how upset she felt at being denied this thing she hadn't even been thinking about a moment ago as it was from being called out for being too babyish by Aidan.
"Yes, we do," Mrs. Florez told them all, giving Anna's hand a squeeze. "I want to go, too, and you know your father likes trains. And we aren't leaving you here by yourself."
Aidan rolled his eyes. "Okay, fine!" he gave in. "But I hope none of my friends are here today to see me!" Anna did catch him smiling once they were on, however, and the train started to chug its way around the track, and, as much as she could see why Aidan would consider it a baby ride, she definitely did enjoy it, just like she had everything else.
It had been a lovely day, but she didn't protest at all when, once Karissa rejoined them, Mrs. Florez declared that it was time to go, and she wound up falling asleep on the ride back to their house, exhausted from all the fun.
She woke up in Karissa's room, back in her PJs, barely even hesitating before wetting her diaper, making sure it would seem like she'd gone in her sleep, the soggy padding making her feel extra tingly now, after the day she'd had. She blushed, looking around, ensuring that Karissa wasn't around, that she was alone.
She had been such a baby today, she thought, from waking up in a messy diaper, to toddling around the zoo, acting even more childish than Aidan, constantly dribbling into her pants... And now, tomorrow, she was going to be heading to kindergarten where, honestly, it was starting to feel like she belonged. This wasn't going at all the way she'd planned, but it might be even better...
She let out a soft moan as her fingers pressed against her wet diaper, her other thumb quickly sliding into her mouth to quiet herself. Doing this here, in Karissa's room, felt wrong, naughty, knowing Karissa - or, worse, Mrs. Florez - could come in at any moment, but, through the thick padding, it also felt incredible.
She should be a good girl, she knew, and get dressed, go join her host family... But it was so tempting to take advantage of her privacy here, while they all thought she was asleep. She'd wanted to do this so badly last night, after filling her diaper, and had been too scared that Karissa would hear, or see. Now, she had more of a chance of getting away with it... Her tummy was starting to feel a little full, but she didn't think she was ready to go again yet, as much hotter as that would have been. Maybe she should wait until she did... There was no guarantee that she'd be alone then, though. She gave her diaper another rub, squirming and sucking harder on her thumb, blushing as she glanced around the room again, seeing a large teddy bear that had been set on the bed beside her.
It felt so wrong, knowing, from the age, that it had probably been one of Karissa's old ones, yet she couldn't help thinking about how it appeared the right size for her to straddle, rub her diaper against... It might get the job done quicker than just her fingers... If she was caught, however, it would be more embarrassing, more difficult to explain away...
The longer she debated it, the more chance there was of that happening. She needed to make a choice now, she told herself. So... What was it going to be?
Should Anna...
...Rub herself through her diaper?
...Hump the teddy bear?
...Or be a good girl and just get dressed?
Comments
OK, I absolutely have to chime in... This may very well be ME FAVORITE story you've ever done. The subtle humiliation that's self applied, and yet the happiness and the little indulgence. I honestly prefer it to the consistent miserable condition of some protagonists. It's not ALL fair, but the (sometimesnot so) subtle excitement and indulgence of giving in by someone who sinks into their deepest, taboo, desires... I am loving this! Please don't stop this, and maybe start another story of either an AB or someone who quickly realizes that they fucking love it! Humiliation is sexier when the person has mixed feelings, but ultimately gets off imho
