(This is the first story I’ve made on here, just keep that in mind. This is inspired by Diapers For Jessica by BabyChris, but he hasn’t had any activity on here in 8 years, so I’m sure he won’t mind. I didn’t create Diapers For Jessica, but I read it and loved it, and I was very annoyed at the sudden cliffhanger he left it on. This isn’t a continuation of that story, and I wrote this entire thing by myself. This first post will be the first three chapters, I’ll put more on a second post. The characters are not real, nor are they based on anyone in real life. I’m not a writing expert, but I don’t consider myself bad at writing. Follow the forum’s rules, please. Enjoy <3)
Chapter 1: It Wasn’t a Dream
19 year old Sophie woke up on her mother’s couch, donning a soft night gown and an adult sized pull-up underneath. Sophie has been wetting the bed since she was a baby, and she’s convinced that it’s because of her deep sleeping. Her mother forced her to wear pull-ups and hasn’t let her sleep without one. She’s gotten used to the pink undergarment and usually enjoys wearing them. To her, they just feel like bigger panties that keep her dry at night.
Sophie checked her pull-up to find it wet. She stretched, feeling refreshed and happy, until she gets a pain in her stomach.
“Nnnngh, my stomach…” She groaned.
“Mom! I need some medicine for my stomach!” She called out. She was unsure if her mother was even home, but she thought it’d be worth a shot. Sophie heard no response from her mother, and assumed she wasn’t home. Just as Sophie was about to get up off of the couch, her muscles started to feel weak. She laid back down and groaned from the pain in her stomach. Just when she thought this couldn’t get any worse, her bladder and bowels were both yelling at her. She felt like crying, but managed to stay strong despite the sickness. She doubted her wet pull-up could withstand any more urine, let alone a load of poop. She felt like she was stuck between a rock and a hard place, given no good options. She struggled to decide whether she should attempt to stand up and possibly hurt herself, or just empty her bladder and bowels into her already wet pull-up.
Sophie slowly got up, taking her time as to not upset her body even more. She held onto the couch as she carefully stood up. She was surprised that she could even stand. Feeling a little better, she smirked and walked twords the bathroom, where she could use the toilet and get some medicine. She slowly walked, but as she was about halfway there, her bowels weakened slightly and she struggled to keep from shitting herself.
“I just have to get to the toilet… easier said than done.” She told herself.
A voice in her head was telling her to just let it go and relax, but she didn’t listen to it. She knew better than to do such a childish thing.
Sophie felt a fart coming and she didn’t hesitate to let it out. When she realized that smelly gas wasn’t the only thing that came out, she started going much faster. She rushed to the bathroom, but it was too late.
Sophie stood there in her night gown as her bowel contents flowed into her pull-up. The smell was awful and she nearly gagged at how disgusting it was to her. Somehow, she hadn’t pissed herself, so she quickly opened the bathroom door, took off her night gown, then pulled down her sagging pull-up and sat on the toilet.
“Ahhhhh…”
Sophie felt very relieved, but she had still pooped in a pull-up, feeling like a toddler failing to be potty trained. She felt so embarrassed even though nobody was around to see it. She looked down at her wet, shit filled pull-up. A part of her was disgusted completely and wanted to throw up. Another part enjoyed smelling the stench from her pull-up, loved the warm and squishy feeling of her full pull-up, and wanted to fill it even more. For that moment, the side that hated it took over, but she put the pull-up back on anyways.
“Ew ew ew ew, it smells fucking awful… at least it isn’t leaking.” Sophie accidentally said out loud. She looked around the bathroom and found there were no wet wipes or pull-ups. Her only option was to wait in her wet and dirty pull-up until her mother got home.
“Fuck, it’s so gross… Mom’s gonna flip out when she finds out this happened…”
Sophie went to her room. No pull-ups, no wet wipes. Sophie pinched herself and hoped it was just a dream, only to find out it was real. She really pooped her pants like a big baby, something she hadn’t done since she was four years old. Back then, she wore pull-ups 24/7 and was still having severe bowel and bladder problems. And there she was, in nothing but a used pull-up, in her room, with no way out of her situation.
Chapter 2:
Sophie didn’t bother putting on clothes because she knew they would smell like shit until they get washed, but she hated every second of being naked like this. She just wanted her mother to come home. She sat down on the living room couch where she had been sleeping. The warm mush spread to every crevice of her pull-up, engulfing her crotch in a warm sensation.
“It doesn’t even feel that bad… But it’s so fucking gross! Cut it out Sophie, it’s gross and completely disgusting in every way! You hate this!” Sophie told herself.
However, another part of her mind thought otherwise.
“You belong in diapers! You shitted yourself like a little baby and you didn’t even clean it up! You could’ve made it to the toilet, but you’d rather shit yourself and have someone else clean it up for you!”
Overwhelmed with emotion, Sophie began to cry. Tears ran down her face and dripped onto her breasts. She didn’t know what else to do but cry and wait for her mother to come home. While crying, Sophie heard a car pull into the driveway. She was relieved, but was scared and afraid that her mother would see her like this. She got up and stood there waiting to see her mother’s beautiful face again.
“Sophie, I’m home! I brought groceries and some food for you!” Sophie’s mother Maria yelled through the door.
When she saw the door knob turn, Sophie ran to the door and hugged her mother as soon as possible.
“Oh… honey, what is that smell and why are you mostly naked?”
“I-I’m sorry Mom, I couldn’t make it…”
“What are you-? Oh, it’s okay, sweetie, accidents happen. I’m not mad, in fact, I’m not annoyed whatsoever. It’s okay.”
“You… you aren’t mad?”
“Of course not. Please wait in your room while I take the groceries in, your pull-up reeks.”
“Thank you, Mom.” Sophie said, going back up to her room.
Maria could not have been more concerned about Sophie. She just hoped whatever happened was just an accident that she couldn’t have prevented. Maria quickly carried all the groceries in, including a large pack of pull-ups for Sophie. As soon as all the groceries were inside the house, she went to Sophie’s room.
“Can I come in, sweetheart? I’m really worried about you and I need to talk.”
“Y-yes, Mom, come in.”
Maria carefully opened the door and walked in.
“Care to explain what happened?”
“I woke up on the couch in my night gown and a wet pull-up. I felt great until my stomach ached and my body felt weak. I really needed to use the bathroom, so I eventually got up. I couldn’t hold it and ended up pooping myself as I tried to make it to the bathroom. I at least peed in the toilet, but it was so gross…”
“It’s okay, accidents happen. Just lay down and relax, I’ll help, alright?”
“Okay…” Sophie did what Maria told her to do. Maria grabbed the package of pull-ups from the grocery bags, then three packs of wet wipes. She set down the package of pull-ups in the bathroom along with two containers of wet wipes, then took a pull-up from the package and walked off to Sophie’s room.
“Sweetie, I want you to hold still and do as I say. I’m gonna clean you up and put you in a fresh pull-up, okay? I love you so very much and that’s why I’m doing this.”
“Okay, Mom. Just don’t make this weird…”
“I’ll try not to. Lift your butt and your legs so I can clean up. I don’t want your bed getting all dirty.”
Sophie obediently let her mother remove her pull-up and wipe up her bottom. She felt quite embarrassed, but knew her mother was only helping. She also felt like a baby getting its diaper changed, but she didn’t mind the feeling.
“You’re quite calm given the situation, I’m a little impressed. Didn’t think I’d be changing your diaper again.”
“Not funny, Mom. Just please get this over with.”
“Alright, Sophie.”
Maria put a fresh pull-up on Sophie’s now clean bottom, then patted it playfully.
“There, all clean. That wasn’t so bad now, was it?”
“I guess not… that was really embarrassing though.”
“I know. Please, keep your pull-up on for today, I don’t want any more accidents. It’s better to be safe than sorry. And because of what happened, no pants for the rest of the day, or until your sickness goes away. You will lie in bed and I will take care of you, got it?”
“That’s… really generous of you, Mom. Thanks.”
“You’re very welcome. I’m gonna get you a bottle of water with ice, and some saltine crackers that won’t upset your stomach. Don’t bother trying to thank me, just relax and let your body rest. I’m just doing my job.”
Sophie remained silent and covered herself up with a warm blanket. Maria kissed Sophie’s forehead and exited her room. Maria got a bowl of crackers and a large bottle of water that she had promised, then brought it back to Sophie.
“Sit up, sweetie. If you have the energy to do so.”
Sophie sat up in her bed.
“Do you want me to feed you?”
“No, it’s okay, Mom. Thanks for the offer though.”
“I could hold the water bottle for you as you drink.”
“I guess that’s not a bad idea since I could drop it and get water everywhere…”
“Exactly. Is it okay with you?”
“Yeah…”
Maria opened the water bottle’s lid and put it up to Sophie’s mouth. Sophie drank the water, knowing that she probably would’ve dropped it by now if she was holding it.
“If you do end up drinking it yourself, I want you to use both hands and hold onto it the best you can. I know your muscles are weak and it’s probably only gonna get worse over the next couple of hours, but you’ll be completely fine. I’m gonna bring you a big bowl you can throw up in if you need to, and I’ll change your pull-up if you have an accident, okay?”
Sophie nodded her head and laid back down. She was unsure why her mother was being so caring and kind to her, but she enjoyed being taken care of.
“If there’s anything you need, just holler, I’ll be home all day.”
Sophie nodded again. Maria walked out of Sophie’s room and closed the door behind her. She hoped Sophie wasn’t too sick, but she was being cautious. Maria checked the bathroom for medicine that would help Sophie’s body fight off her sickness, and eventually found some. She gave the medicine to Sophie and went back to the living room to relax on the couch. She watched TV for a few minutes and eventually saw an eye catching ad.
"Does your teen wet the bed or have daytime accidents? Pampers may have the solution to your young lady’s problem. Better than Goodnites or any cheap adult diapers you could buy at Walmart, Pampers Princess is designed to keep your teen dry all day and all night long. Not everyone succeeds in potty training, and Pampers understands that, so we designed Pampers Princess diapers to be protective and extremely effective. They come in various different sizes and designs to fit your teen’s needs and wants. And if your teen is too ‘mature’ for taped diapers, we made pull-ups as well that are just as protective. Thick padding for enhanced leak protection, extended waistband to prevent leaks, modified legholes to keep the mess in, and absorbent padding to keep your teen’s skin healthy and relatively dry. Pampers Princess can be found wherever other Pampers products are sold, and can be bought in packs of up to 36 diapers or pull-ups."
Maria thought they’d be perfect for Sophie, but wasn’t sure how she would react to the girly designs. They resemble potty training pull-ups or even baby diapers, and she doubted Sophie would even wear the pull-ups because of the designs. Maria decided to show them to Sophie and see if she’s willing to wear them. She grabbed her phone, found an image of the diapers and pull-ups, then went back to Sophie’s room. Sophie was fast asleep next to an empty bowl and an almost empty bottle of water. She didn’t want to wake up Sophie, but she really wanted to show the image to her.
Maria gently shook Sophie until she woke up.
“I’m sorry for waking you up, sweetie, but I need to show you something. I don’t know how you’re gonna feel about this, but I feel like these would help you. I know they’re girly, but they’re much better than Goodnites and would fit you even better.”
Sophie looked at Maria’s phone. She immediately thought the diapers/pull-ups looked really cute and comfortable.
“They’re pretty cute I guess, but they’re a little babyish.”
“I know they are, but they would prevent those accidents like none other. Even if you just end up wearing them at night, they would help you a lot.”
“Are they expensive?”
“No, not really. I expected them to be more pricy, but they aren’t. What’s surprising is that they’re being purchased almost as much as the other diapers that Pampers sells. I didn’t think that many teens had the same problem you do.”
“I guess that’s good to know.”
“So should I buy them or not? You can choose which ones you want.”
Sophie felt like the pull-ups would be more mature, but the taped diapers intrigued her. Sophie knew the taped diapers would be easier for her mother to change, and it’d be something new for her to try.
“I want the taped ones.” Sophie said, blushing slightly.
“You’re sure? If I but them, you will wear them, got it?”
“Yes, Mommy. Wait, did I just call you Mommy?”
“Yes, you did.” Maria smiled. She didn’t wanna say it, but she thought it was incredibly cute.
Chapter 3:
Maria ordered a large package of Pampers Princess diapers on Amazon.
“Once this sickness goes away, do you wanna wear pull-ups during the day as well? If you really do enjoy wearing them, tell me. You can tell me anything.”
“I guess I do like wearing them. Probably more than panties at this point.”
“Well, you could always wear them just for the comfort. If you wanna use them, I’m completely okay with that, but I’d rather you be happy and comfortable than having you hide something from me. Whether it’s a fetish or a comfort thing, I don’t care, as long as you’re happy. I’ll gladly change your diapers when necessary. Heck, I could even baby you if you want.”
Sophie pictured herself in one of those pink diapers, sitting in front of a mirror and sucking her thumb. The image in her mind looked so cute and innocent to her. She was so distracted by the cute image in her head that she actually started sucking her thumb.
“Sweetie? Are you okay? You look really cute when you do that, but you looked like you were hypnotized.”
“Wha-… was I actually doing that? I just got so distracted…”
“Want me to buy a couple pacifiers the next time I buy some more diapers?”
“A pacifier?!”
“Well, you were sucking on your thumb, so something to keep your mouth occupied might help. Plus it could help calm you down or help you sleep.”
“I guess you have a point, but it’s just too babyish. Besides, that was just a one time thing, it’s probably not gonna happen again.”
Maria didn’t know why, but she had a feeling that is wasn’t the last time Sophie would be doing that.
Sophie felt a warm sensation around her crotch and realized that she was peeing. Maria heard the sound and smiled.
“I guess you’re already getting used to them.”
“It doesn’t even feel that bad… I thought it’d be more gross.”
“Do you want me to change you before it leaks?”
“No, it’s fine… I kinda like it.”
“Alright then. If you need changed, just holler. I’ll go refill your water bottle and take this bowl too, okay?”
Sophie nodded, blushing slightly.
2 hours later…
“Mom, I really need to use the ba-”
“Hush, you need rest. Your pull-up will take care of it.”
“But-”
“No buts. If you get up, I’m worried you’ll faint. The last time you were sick, you fainted in the shower and nearly hit your head on the bathtub edge, but I was there to catch you. I will not let that happen again, so you will stay put in this bed until I say otherwise.”
“Yes, Mom.”
“If it makes you feel better, you could always call me Mommy. It’s your decision. I will admit, it was pretty cute when you were sucking your thumb.”
Sophie wondered if she really was that cute. When she pictured herself sitting in front of a mirror, she did think she looked cute, but she wondered if that was truly her.
It’s an easy read, and the end of the last chapter seemed abrupt. Ava did just drop a bombshell that she wears pullups too. How can the story end without us learning if she ends up in that crib too?