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Hangover Chapter Nine (New Content)
🕑 Added 2020-07-21 13:10:39 +0000 UTC
Chapter Nine
By the time she got back to the house, Amber was in floods of tears. Despite all the previous humiliations she had suffered that day, soiling herself in such a disgusting way was definitely a new low.
‘Why are you…’ started Danny, before his nose told him what the problem was. ‘You didn’t?’ he said, in disbelief.
Sam smirked, knowing that she had caused Amber’s ‘little accident,’ however, Danny had no idea and Sam wasn’t going to tell him.
‘You’ve actually crapped yourself?’ he said.
Amber was so mortified, so disgusted in her current state, that she made absolutely no effort to maintain any sort of dignity. As far as she was concerned, that was a lost cause.
‘Yes, I crapped myself. Please change me.’
With this shocking turn of events, Danny had completely forgotten that he was next in line to change Amber.
‘Can you change my nappy please? It’s disgusting. I’ll wear whatever you want, do whatever you want, just please change my nappy.’
Danny approached Amber and took off her dress leaving her in nothing but her, very obviously soiled, nappy.
‘Lay down on the floor,’ he said.
She did so, barely recognising the fact that she was topless, only knowing that she desperately wanted to be out of her nappy. Danny grabbed the changing supplies and knelt down between her legs. He undid each of the tapes on the nappy but then hesitated before pulling it down. If you had told him yesterday that he would be stripping Amber naked, he would have been ecstatic. He might have been less enthusiastic if you had told him that she would also be smeared in her own faeces.
After a dramatic pause, he lowered the front of the nappy. He wrinkled his nose and turned his face away for a moment as the stink intensified. Danny realised that this was going to take a lot of wipes. He used the inside of the front of the nappy to make the first wipe, then got to work with the wipes. Amber showed no resistance as her best friend’s little brother wiped her bum. She lifted her legs when she was told to; she didn’t even complain when the job was clearly done but Danny continued to wipe the folds of her vagina and between her crack. She was simply happy to feel clean, even if that meant being completely exposed and allowing Danny to clean her most intimate areas somewhat overenthusiastically.
When Danny was completely satisfied, he slid a new nappy under Amber. By this stage, Amber knew better than to protest this. She lay there, perfectly compliant, despite her blushes, as he liberally powdered her hairless genitals and drew the front of the nappy up, before sealing her in. What he did next surprised her. He leant down and gently kissed her on the stomach. More surprising than the gesture from Danny, was that Amber didn’t mind at all.
‘What now?’ she asked.
‘Well, you can’t go home until your clothes are dry,’ said Sam. ‘It shouldn’t take too long. It’s a bright day. Afterwards, you’ll be able to go home.’
‘And that’s it?’ said Amber.
‘Well, yeah. I always said that was the deal. You’ve been punished here. You will be until you leave. Once you get home, it’s all over and hopefully you’ll have learned something from it.’
At Sam’s insistence, Amber spent the next couple of hours drinking plenty and wearing nothing but her nappy. It was clear that Sam wanted one more wet nappy before Amber went home. After what had happened to her previous nappy, wetting didn’t seem like such a big deal to Amber any more. She resisted slightly, but once she became desperate, she quickly gave in, saturating her nappy.
‘Okay, who gets to do the honours this time?’ Amber asked, stood in nothing but her clearly wet nappy.
‘Nobody,’ said Sam. ‘Wait here.’
With that, she went out into the garden and retrieved Amber’s clothes. When she came back in she started by handing Amber her tights.
‘Put these on.’
‘Won’t I be needing my knickers first?’ Amber asked.
‘No you won’t. You’re already wearing the underwear you’re going to walk home in.’
‘That’s not fair!’ said Amber ‘You said that it wouldn’t carry on when I left.’
‘You’ll have your clothes on over the top; nobody will see. You don’t live far away anyway. As soon as you get home you can get changed into a pair of big girl knickers.’
‘And we never speak of this again?’ asked Amber.
‘I can’t promise that,’ said Sam, ‘It will be hard not to ever remind you of the time you crapped yourself in a nappy, but I won’t ever bring it up in front of anybody who isn’t in this room right now.’
‘Neither will I,’ said Daisy.
‘Nobody would believe me anyway,’ said Danny.
Amber took the tights and slid them up her legs and over her wet nappy. Next came the bra and white blouse, followed by the skirt. Amber looked every bit the naughty schoolgirl that she had dressed up as the night before, despite the wet nappy which threatened to peek out from under her skirt.
‘What happens to my knickers?’ asked Amber.
‘I was thinking that I might let Danny keep them as a reminder,’ said Sam.
‘Whatever,’ said Amber, ‘they’re not the sort of thing I’d normally wear anyway. Just part of the costume.’
‘A bit too grown up for you?’ Danny joked.
‘Ha ha,’ said Amber sarcastically. While she was aware of her wet nappy, being covered up was helping her get some of her confidence back.
Danny’s confidence around her had also grown. This was particularly evident when, as Amber bent to put on her shoes, Danny reached out and gave her nappy one last squeeze. She let it happen.
Amber began the walk home with two thoughts occupying her mind. The first was a desperate hope that she could get all the way home without anybody discovering what she had on underneath her skirt. The second was the prospect of getting home, taking her nappy off, having a nice long shower and getting changed back into her normal clothes, including a pair of her sexiest knickers.
