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Wet American Summer (Audio) Chapter 10
🕑 Added 2018-04-26 21:00:02 +0000 UTC Ashley gets up early to catch the bus back to the city.Follow Sundoll and please let her know if you like the audiobook :)
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Chapter 10
I woke up early. The sky was still grey outside. My diaper was dry. I almost regretted that Aunt Sally wouldn’t witness it. Then felt ashamed to even allow that thought to cross my mind. I don’t have anything to prove to that old bitch.
I pulled down my pajama pants and looked at my 19 year old diapered body in the mirror one last time before taking it off and discarding it. I opened my underwear drawer and noticed that it only contained diapers and Pull-Ups now. Wonderful.
I glanced at the rows of Pull-Ups that had most likely been arranged by Frankie when she added the diaper pack to my baby product collection. She must’ve removed all my panties at the same time to ensure I would never get to wear them again.
What should I do? I considered putting on one of the Goodnites for my trip back to the city, but I quickly brushed the idea aside. I wouldn’t get into Frankie’s little games. I’d rather go commando.
I slipped in a pair of jogging pants to cover my naked butt and a white tank top. I gathered all my belongings in my suitcase and had a last look at the small cottage room I had only spent a week in.
I carefully got up the stairs and made sure I made as little noise as possible when I stepped out the door of that god-forsaken place.
As I walked along the lonely forest road to the bus stop, I felt a bit disappointed at myself, that I would let a 16 year old win this game. She literally chased me out of my own family cottage. However I also felt relief that the game would stop here. I couldn’t handle psychologically anymore. I was starting to get nightmares in which I regressed into an actual child, got carried around by Frankie who would make me do all kinds of crazy stuff.
I was getting anxious, afraid that I would actually start to regress and wet myself accidentally in the day. I knew it was ridiculous. I was a grown up now, but yesterday’s accident had me thinking. I really did it, I peed myself like a helpless little girl. Like I wasn’t quite potty trained yet… The bedwetting didn’t help either. What if Frankie told the truth and she didn’t do anything to me? What if it was me all along, who still couldn’t be trusted to keep my bed dry at night?
I made the right decision to leave. Frankie and Aunt Sally were fucking psychopaths. They would’ve ended up parading me in my diaper in front of the whole family to punish me further or something as twisted as that. It wasn’t right.
That whole speech from Sally about me craving attention? What a bullshit excuse for the humiliation she made me endure. Nobody deserves to be treated like that.
That last thought crossed her mind as I arrived at the bus stop. I still had about 20 minutes before the next one, but I didn’t want to wait until everybody got up.
I waited about 15 minutes, trying to get rid of my memories from last night, but then I got a call on my cellphone.
It was Frankie.
I didn’t pick it up. Why would I? I had nothing to say to that brat. Then I received a text message.
Frankie: Where are you baby?
I didn’t reply to that either. I saw the bus arriving from a distance.Then a new text message from Frankie. It was an attachment. I opened it and saw a picture of myself, asleep, wearing my diaper with the printed word ‘’baby’’ on it. I felt a rush of blood to my head.
Then text after text she sent pictures of myself, asleep, wearing Goodnites with various prints, obviously took on different days.
The little brat had sneaked into my room every night, pulled covers and pants down and took pictures of me.
Frankie: Want me to send that to your whole contact list or put them on Facebook?
I felt rage and anxiety wash over me. What could I do? I saw the bus pulling up next to me.
Frankie: where are yoooooou?
I replied: The bus stop.
Frankie: Wait for me.
After a few minutes, the bus left, but I wasn’t aboard.
Comments
Hey, glad you care enough about the story and characters to feel that way about it! I get what you're saying, but honestly I was writing this as I went along, chapter by chapter, not necessarily worrying about the bigger picture until it was time to finish it off at chapter 36. So if you've only read until chapter 10 so far, you still have a long way to go! Hopefully it will end up being satisfying. The whole idea behind this story was to take the usual ABDL story tropes and kind of go into the psychological aspect behind it and give some kind of reasoning to the humiliating situations we put those characters in. But beyond that I wasn't trying to write anything more than an entertaining story. I started that story a few years ago when I was something like 21 or 22 and at the time I had no idea I would keep writing it for 2 years straight. Anyways, hope you enjoy the other chapters and the sequel I'm currently writing! Cheers
I hate to say this, but so far this series has gone in a wrong direction. Blackmailing family? First off, all Ashley needs to do now is show her phone to Aunt sally, or yet alone Frankie’s mom, and boom problem solved. Ash has physical proof of Frankie black mailing her and that should be enough to get Frankie punished, or at the very least they come to eaqual terms and this whole rivalry can be put to rest. But really, why focus on such a power ful rivalry? You have so much to work with. You have husbands and wives mid 20s/ 30s, teenagers and tweenagers, and yet you only focus on one girl going through this? Such wasted potential. This one pesky rivalry has gone so far that at a certain point I just start feeling anger and disappointment for this family, not horniness. I assume this is still supposed to be sexually pleasing right? Bc it honestly feels like at this point that this story would’ve been better off as an actual ABDL book. Those do exist, erotic literature. This story would be a huge success for the ABDL literature community. I am at the point now where I care too much about Ashley. I don’t want embarrassingly kinky stuff to happen to her anymore because I just feel bad. She is straight up being bullied in this family and this could legit be seen as like a traumatic summer for her in the future. This started off so friendly and kinky but now? It’s just two girls at each other’s throats. I’m hoping more characters step into a bigger role and also have kinky things happen as a distraction. I still appreciate all the content and I am happy to continue supporting the Patreon. Just wanted my honest feed back out there. I know this must be such hard work to put together all of this, and for the most part i am impressed. And grateful
