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Emma’s Day as Someone Else (Chapter 3)
🕑 Added 2017-02-24 19:05:37 +0000 UTCChapter 3
Emma couldn’t believe it. There she was, locked in a nursery inside Amsterdam’s most extreme reform academy, dressed in a schoolgirl outfit that barely covered her Pull-Ups, writing down ‘’I must not lie’’ on a piece of paper.
At first she had refused to write it down, too proud to even consider it. But then she waited for half an hour and nobody came for her. She realized the door was locked and her only chance of getting out of there was to write it down a thousand times. So she got to work.
She was lying on the floor of the nursery, as there was no place to sit. Her school skirt riding up her legs, completely exposing the back of her Pull-Ups, but she didn’t care. There was no one there to look at her anyway. She only wanted be done with it as soon as possible.
After an hour she felt the need to go to the bathroom. She looked at her lines and was nowhere near the end. She tried knocking on the door to ask if she could go, but then remembered Principal Hale’s words: ‘’ Only when you’re done will you be allowed do come out’’. Great.
Twenty minutes later, her need to pee was becoming unbearable. She was sitting down, legs crossed and lifted up her skirt to press on her crotch with her left hand as she was writing with her right.
After 40 minutes, she felt the first drops of pee through the padding of her Goodnites. Oh no. She was starting to go crazy. Trying all sorts of positions that may help her hold it in. She was now crawling on all fours, her butt lifted up, Pull-Ups still showing, then lying on her back, hands in the air with her pen and book, writing down more lines.
An hour and twenty minutes later, she was almost done, her bladder was ready to explode. She wrote the final line, then got up and ran to the door. She kicked and screamed.
Emma: I’M DONE! COME! I’M DONE.
She was on the verge of crying… and peeing herself. Both hands on her crotch, wiggling to avoid an accident.
Helga opened the door. She looked at Emma with a smile.
Helga: Good. Now I’ll just make sure you didn’t have an accident before we leave.
Emma: I didn’t !! I didn’t, but I need to go right now! I need the bathroom, please!
Helga: Wait there, I said I need to check first. Then if you’re dry you can go. Come on. Lift up that skirt, let me see.
Emma did as she was told. She turned around and let her see the back as well, then faced Helga once again and that’s when it happened. She felft her body letting go. Her Pull-Ups were flooded at once as Emma peed herself, right in front of the fat lady, her skirt in hands, showing her exactly what she was doing.
Helga: Bad girl! You just had an accident! What are we gonna do with you?
Emma: I’m… I’m sorry but… no! It was your fault! You didn’t let me go!
Helga: Shut up. Now take of that uniform. We don’t want you to leak on it.
Emma removed the dress and faced Helga in just her whit shirt, wet Pull-Ups and long white socks.
Helga: Good. There should be something here for you to change into, there, this should do.
Helga handed her a big white diaper with cartoon animals printed on it. It looked like an adult version of a baby diaper. Emma took the diaper reluctantly, still standing up in front of the woman, feeling small in her wet Goodnites, with a big unfolded diaper in her hand, for her to change into. She looked like a toddler who had been caught wetting her training pants one time too many, holding a diaper that she was about to put on.
Helga: The only way you’re gonna get out of here is with this diaper on honey. Come on now, I don’t have all night.
Emma remove her wet Goodnites and Helga helped her into the diaper, taping it snugly around her, even putting some baby powder in the process. Emma felt humiliated. She thought about Diane who must’ve been so worried.
When she got back up, Emma was clad in a big puffy diaper, her white shirt and socks.
Emma: Can I put my uniform back on, please?
Helga: Not happening baby, you’ll walk to the dorms in this. Let the other students see what happens when they don’t follow the rules… or when they pee their pants I suppose, haha.
Red as a tomato, Emma walked in the halls in just her diaper and shirt, all the way to the dormitories, accompanied by the smell of powder and the crinkling noise she made. She blushed even harder as she heard the whispers and laughs around her.
‘’Who’s the new girl’’, ‘’Oh my god she’s wearing a diaper’’, ‘’You think she peed herself?’’, ‘’She was so scared of Hale she pissed her pants’’,‘’They probably made her put in on…’’. ‘’Why though?’’, ‘’Hey do you think she had an accident?’’,’’They made her wear Pampers, poor girl…’’, ‘’She’s just a big baby’’, ‘’Is she crying?’’
Tears did fall down her cheeks as she got to the bed to which she was assigned. She lied on the bed, in just her diaper, when another student came to her and gave her a pair of pajamas, out of pity. Emma thanked her and put the pajamas on over the diaper. The diaper was a bit too thick however and showed through the PJ pants, peeking over the waistband. Still, it was better than nothing.
It was only 8:00PM but the sedative she had been given made her sleepy. Lying on that bed, her big diaper obvious under her pajamas. Feeling humiliated after peeing herself in her Pull-Ups… She truly did feel like she had spent a day a someone else.
