So 50/50 about posting this, don’t right that often, but here it goes, this story involves the Elsa, Rapunzel and Jasmine, from Disney. For the purpose of this story I’ve changed Jasmine’s and Rapunzel’s ages to 19. Anyway feedback welcome but don’t say stuff like “boring or just plain nitpicking” since that isn’t going to help me improve, since I don’t write that often and I don’t post that much either. I’ve also used the website prowritingaid.com to spell and grammar check, so if I’ve missed anything then I apologise, after all I’m only human.
Princess Jasmine Hamed of Agrabah sighed to herself as she pulled her suitcases along the corridor. Shifting her book bag back onto her shoulder, she stopped at her new college dorm room. Jasmine had come to Foxborough college in the USA. She had dressed modestly in jeans and a black t-shirt and kurti that covered her from the neck along with her to just below her bum, along with a leather jacket. She bit her lip as she pulled a pocket mirror out of her jeans pocket. Biting her lower lip, she looked at her black hijab. She began feeling a little out of place since all the women she’d passed were dressed more provocatively than herself. Jasmine figured she could ditch the hijab if her roommates weren’t religious. After all, she only wore it to keep her father and stepmother happy since she wasn’t overly religious. Looking at a board on the door, Jasmine saw her new roommates were called Elsa, Ariel, and Rapunzel. Jasmine unlocked the door and was relieved to see nobody was in the room. Quickly locking the door, Jasmine kicked her small shoes off and dumped her things next to her unprepared bed. She pulled her jeans down and lifted her kurti to expose an extremely wet and leaky diaper.
“So much for the booster working on a nine-hour flight!” Jasmine muttered, looking down as her pee continued to trickle down her legs.
She squatted down and opened her case and pulled a fresh diaper out and some cream. Jasmine got out of the diaper. She didn’t even need to rip the tabs open since it was only her jeans that had practically stopped it from falling off completely. She quickly dried her sensitive area and placed a good amount of cream on herself before getting her diaper securely fastened her diaper. Once that was done, Jasmine grabbed a towel from her bag and dried her legs before spraying herself with some perfume and putting a new set of jeans on.
“Hey who the hell is in there?” “Open this door or I’m getting security!”
Jasmine’s eyes were bulging open as she heard banging and shouting at the door. “Just a second!” Jasmine cried. She quickly threw the wet diaper under her bed and pulled her jeans up and shut her suitcase full of diapers. She looked at herself and made sure she looked presentable before going to unlock it. As soon as she did, a woman with white hair, baby blue leggings, and a matching blue top glared at her.
“Who the hell are you, and what are you doing in my room?” The woman shouted angrily.
“Sorry, I’m your new roommate,” Jasmine muttered. “I’m prin- I’m Jasmine,” Jasmine smiled. She was glad she stopped herself from addressing herself as Princess. This was the agreement that had been made with her father, the Sultan and her stepmother. Under no circumstances was she to reveal that she was a princess.
“OK then, I’m Elsa,” Elsa replied, eyeing her new roommate wearily. “Did you lock the door since you were praying?” Elsa asked. “The hijab, I’m assuming you’re a Muslim?” Elsa asked as she walked over to Jasmine’s bed and picked up a bedsheet.
“Yes, yes, I was praying, didn’t know how you’d react if you just walked in and saw me,” Jasmine nervously laughed.
“Doesn’t bother me and it shouldn’t bother our roommates,” Elsa replied, looking round the room.
Jasmine stood watching as Elsa made her bed. Jasmine began smiling as memories of her time at the Palace came pouring back to her. She wished she was back there rather than here. She wanted to help Elsa, but she was terrified of Elsa hearing the rustling from her diaper. It was bad enough wearing them at the Palace and the servants and guards hearing it, though nobody dared to say anything.
“What are you studying?” Elsa asked.
“Politics and economics,” Jasmine replied. “How about you?” Jasmine asked.
“What the fuck?” Elsa cried. “Why the hell is there a wet diaper under here?” Elsa cried, pulling the soaking wet diaper out from under the bed and holding it with her fingertips.
Jasmine stood looking around, trying to think of something fast to say. She couldn’t very well say that it was hers going off of the reaction from Elsa. So she figured she’d do the next best thing and tell a little white lie.
“What kind of baby still wears diapers at our age?” Jasmine laughed. “Like seriously, is Rapunzel or Aerial still bedwetting?” Jasmine giggled, “Maybe we should get them some bottles of milk,” Jasmine giggled.
“It’s not Ariel!” Elsa snapped. “She’s studying environmental ecology and animal care. She’s been on a field trip for the past week,” Elsa explained. “And if Punzies is wearing diapers, then you shouldn’t laugh. How would you like it?” Elsa demanded. “In fact, you’ve not even been here five minutes, so how do I know this isn’t your wet diaper?” Elsa demanded as she placed the diaper into a plastic bag.
Jasmine bit the inside of her and picked up her book bag, and headed for the door. She knew she had to act normal and pretend she was insulted. She turned and tried her best to walk normally, and hoped that Elsa wouldn’t hear or notice.
“Hey Jasmine, wait!” Elsa called as she carried the plastic bag. “You’re probably right, come on let’s go find Rapunzel. Besides you being new here and dressed the way you are, you’re going to stick out like a sore thumb, no offence.” Elsa smiled as she left with Jasmine.
Jasmine walked out in the fresh air. She was slightly revived that the rustling of her diaper was hidden, since Elsa did that much talking. Jasmine liked Elsa and found out she was studying architecture. Jasmine thought Elsa could be useful to the kingdom when they graduated. As they continued walking, Jasmine wearily eyed a group of cheerleaders who watched herself and Elsa as they walked past. As they walked past, Jasmine heard a few insults from them, but followed Elsa’s lead and ignored them.
“That was Mellisa. Watch your back around her and the rest of that cheer team, especially Dani, the skinniest girl on the left and bubblegum face,” Elsa quietly said.
“Bubblegum face?” Jasmine giggled.
“Yeh her name’s Candi. She’s always chewing and blowing bubbles with it. Trust me on their own. They’re bitches. Together they’re total bitches,” Elsa explained.
They finally got to where they were going and followed a slim girl with a blonde ponytail that went down to her buttocks into the toilets. Jasmine was slightly nervous as she wasn’t sure what was going to happen, especially since she hadn’t used a toilet for the better part of a year.
“Hey Punzel, this is Jasmine, our new roomie,” Elsa smiled. “Oh, and you left something under Jasmine’s bed as well.”
“No, I didn’t?” Rapunzel replied, confused as she eyed Jasmine wearily.
“You left your extremely wet diaper under her bed,” Elsa explained, placing the bag on the side next to the sink.
“That’s not mine!” Rapunzel cried in disbelief. “Elsa, seriously, we’ve shared a room for the past year. Have you ever seen me wear a diaper?” Rapunzel asked, getting upset. “I sleep naked sometimes, for christ’s sake!”
“Hey it’s OK if you are wearing a diaper. I’m not bothered by it,” Jasmine said, leaning against the sinks.
“Oh, shut up seriously, just admit that it belongs to you!” Rapunzel cried.
“I’m not admitting to owning that when it doesn’t belong to me!” Jasmine cried.
Jasmine placed her hands in her jacket feeling slightly bad about all of this as she listened to Rapunzel flat out denying the wet diaper belonged to her. She knew she’d have some apologising to do if Rapunzel found out the truth. Although Jasmine thought a quick phone call to the Palace and someone could deliver a necklace from the royal treasury might make a difference. Jasmine soon snapped out of her thoughts as she watched Rapunzel storming off.
“I think it’s best you avoid her when she’s like this,” Elsa sighed as she went walking off.
“I’ll catch you later, maybe?” Jasmine softy called.
“Yeah, whatever!” Elsa called.
Jasmine sighed as she lent against the sink. She looked at the diaper bag on the sink and thought that she should just have admitted that it was hers.
“Well done Jasmine, well done,” Jasmine sighed. “You finally had the chance to make some friends now you’ve just gone and blown the chance,” Jasmine continued to mutter as she stood looking at herself in the mirror.