Dappled afternoon sun came in through the windows of Julia and Lexi's apartment. The rain had finally let up, and the apartment felt cozy and fresh. Julia and Lexi had spent the day puttering around, doing chores and random tasks. Finally, it was time for some relaxation.
Lexi was kneeling at the low coffee table, deeply focused on the Lego set in front of her. The heels of her mismatched socked feet were pressed against her bottom as she leaned forward to examine the instruction booklet. She had emptied each baggy into the holes of a muffin tray to keep her pieces organized. She was shifting her weight, or maybe rocking, from her knees to her toes.
Julia came into the room with her book in hand. She placed her mug of tea on the side table and patted Lexi's head before settling on the couch. Lexi's side profile was visible from Julia's seat, and Julia recognized the intent expression on her face.
"Is that a concentrating face or a pooping face?" Julia asked, her tone somewhere between joking and not.
Lexi paused her rocking but didn't answer at first. Julia noticed her eyes focusing and narrowing, as if they'd been glazed over.
"Concentrating. Hard. Shhh," she said after a moment, putting a finger to her lips.
"Alright, alright, I get it," said Julia, opening her book and leaving Lexi to her bricks.
It wasn't until Julia had read a whole chapter that a smell hit her. Huh. She had just taken the garbage out this morning...Lexi had scooped the cat box too...and there Lexi was, kneeling at the coffee table. Her face was stuck in that same concerted expression, but now it was a few shades redder. She was also still rocking slightly, but at a closer glance Julia could see just how. Lexi had the heels of her feet pressed right up against her bottom, angled in between her cheeks. With further scrutiny her movements seemed intentional and rhythmic.
Lexi's fingers grazed over the muffin tin until she found the pieces she needed. But, where was her other arm? Julia followed Lexi’s opposite shoulder down. Lexi’s fingers were slipped under the front of her shorts. Her wrist was flexing back and forth, in time with her rocking motions.
The smell. The rocking. The hand. Everything was starting to make sense. Julia felt herself getting aroused watching the scene in front of her unfold. How long would Lexi keep this up before she noticed Julia staring at her. Would she come right there, hand down the front her pants and undoubtedly an accident in the back? No, Julia had to maintain some semblance of authority, even if she could sit here all day with her own hand down her pants. She resisted her voyeuristic urges and got to her feet.
"Ok, I'm coming to check you."
"What? No, I'm ok! I'm not even wearing a diaper!" Lexi's eyes went wide. She pivoted so she was no longer positioned sideways from Julia, now she was facing her, her back and bottom concealed. She realized her now exposed her lap and wayward hand. She hastily tugged it out of her shorts and whipped it behind her back, but not before Julia could see the light catch something glistening on her finger tips.
"I know, so you better not be doing what I think you're doing," Julia bent down and grabbed Lexi by the ear, pulling her to standing.
"Owwwieee, ow, ow, stoooop," Lexi wailed.
Julia swiveled Lexi around peeled back the waistband of her pink pajama shorts and ducky patterned, padded training pants.
“Ugh, seriously, Lexi?” Julia said, staring down at the mess in the back of Lexi’s training pants. It really was a mess. Lexi’s rhythmic movements had mushed and spread things around significantly, “Why did you poop in your training pants?”
“Stoooop. I was trying to hold it. Really trying! Lemme go!" Lexi wriggled in Julia's grasp.
Julia eased her grip and allowed Lexi to turn around.
“Why didn’t you get up and go the toilet?”
Lexi stared at the ground and fidgeted with the drawstring on her shorts. She opened her mouth to speak, but closed it and shrugged her shoulders instead. All of a sudden the houseplant in the corner and basket of cat toys next to it was very interesting.
"Lexi. You know better than to lie to me. I also need you to explain to me just what your hand was doing."
Finally, Lexi said, very softly, “I didn’t want it to come out. I wanted to keep holding it and keep my feet there and have it feel good. It...it felt so good to hold it and press my feet up against my butt. I liked it. I didn’t know so much was going to come out. It felt good to touch myself in front and feel it in the back. I couldn't help it!” Her words just tumbled out.
Wow, Julia thought, that is hot, but she couldn’t let Lexi know that. Not yet, at least.
“Lexi, that is very naughty. Pooping yourself and trying to get off at the same time? Tsk, tsk".
“I…uhm, I thought...it felt…” Lexi couldn’t seem to find the right words to justify her choices.
“This can’t be cleaned up on the changing table, come on, we need to hose you down.”
Lexi stood in the tub to get undressed. Her toes curled on the grippy stickers of seashells and fish and she shifted while Julia grabbed a a plastic bag for her soiled clothes and a towel. The mess in her pants was growing cold and sticky. She tried to stand with her legs slightly spread to avoid the clammy mess from spreading further across her skin.
Despite the ickiness, Lexi couldn’t help but still feel turned on. She didn’t know why, but putting pressure on her bottom while it was demanding for release had sent the same reactions through her body and brain that masturbating did. Each shift of her weight while she rocked on her knees sent waves of pleasure shooting throughout her. Maybe it was a form of masturbation, she thought. Then her clit had started demanding attention, the lips around it growing wet and hot. By the time she slipped her fingers under her training pants and into her vulva she was floating in an endorphin fueled haze.
Julia helped Lexi step out of her disastrous training pants. Not only was the back full of Lexi's poop, the front had a damp patch from where she'd been wet and wanting. What once had been blue outer fabric with yellow ducks and a white inner lining was nearly unrecognizable.
"Ugh, I don't think we can save these ones," Julia tied up the plastic bag.
"No! My duckies!" Lexi whined.
"You should have thought of that before pooping in them."
Once Lexi was soaped and rinsed off by the detachable shower head Julia started the tap and plugged the tub. Lexi was busy digging through the mesh bag of toys to notice that Julia had slipped out of the room and returned, something making an odd shape in her pocket.
She knelt down and leaned over the edge of the tub, stroking Lexi's back to get her attention. Lexi immediately perked up to the touch and focused on Julia with wide eyes. Julia's fingers crept down Lexi's back and then around towards her breasts. She picked up some suds and ran her wet and soapy fingers over Lexi's nipples. Lexi let out a breathy little moan and reclined with her pelvis elevated. Her head was pressed against one tiled wall and her feet stayed planted underwater.
"Does that feel good, baby?"
"Mhhmm," moaned Lexi. She was holding a squirty toy and squeezing it so hard it looked deflated.
"Would it feel even better if I did this?" and Julia's fingers trailed further down. She used the back of her hand and close clipped nails to graze over Lexi's groin.
"More...please," Lexi's voice was soft and full of wanting.
One of Julia's skilled fingers parted Lexi's labia and slid inside her. She flexed just the first digit of her finger which she knew would make Lexi squeak in a way she adored. Soon, a second finger joined. Lexi was gasping and moaning, her eyes closed, moving in rhythm with Julia's fingers.
"More, more, more," was all she could muster. She kept her hips up and thrusting lightly for a moment more until she realized Julia wasn't inside her anymore. She opened her eyes and shot Julia a confused glance.
But Julia wasn't looking at her. She was fishing something out of her pocket. It was pink, silicon, and shaped like the letter U. All Lexi could do was watch as Julia inserted the app controlled vibrator into her, tapping the exterior end when it was finally in. Lexi was excited, she braced herself for the incoming vibrations. She settled into the warm water, ready for the waves of pleasure to begin. They didn't come.
"Aren't you going to turn it on?" She asked.
"Hm, yes, eventually," Julia said, gathering up a towel and holding it out for Lexi.
"Eventually?? What does that mean?"
"It means that I decide when you can and can't get off. I haven't forgotten just how naughty you were earlier. Did you think I would let you get away with touching yourself just because you had an accident? An accident that didn't seem very accidental at all, by the way," Julia tutted and extended her arm for Lexi to hold on to as she stepped out of the tub.
"But I...I want it now! I was already horny then you got me worked up all over again! You can't do this, you can't! I don't want to wait."
"Oh my, those are some demanding words for someone who just pooped in her pants and masturbated at the same time. You should be thankful you're having any fun at all. Now come along to the bedroom, we need to get a diaper on you before there's any puddles. Of pee pee, or anything else you might dribble out. I'm sure I can find something to keep you busy, too," Julia twirled the drawstring of her own lounge pants and shot a suggestive look at Lexi before turning away.
Lexi huffed, but followed Julia obediently to the bedroom. As frustrated as she was, there was a glimmer of excitement in her for what the evening might hold.
