Over the next few days, Becca couldnât stop thinking about it. The spankings, the lectures, the overwhelming shame⊠it all left her soaked in more ways than one. She secretly craved being treated like a helpless little girl. So she made a plan: she would keep having âaccidentsâ until her mom had no choice but to baby her completely.
She started small. Every night she made sure to drink water before bed and ignore the urge to pee. Night after night she woke up in a warm, soaked bed. By the fourth night, her mom had had enough.
âThis is ridiculous, Becca,â her mom said while stripping the wet sheets again. âFrom now on, youâre wearing Pull-Ups to bed. Iâm not washing sheets every single morning.â
Becca pretended to be embarrassed and argued weakly, but inside she was thrilled. That first night in a crinkly Pull-Up, she came twice with her hand inside the padding before falling asleep.
During the daytime, though, she was too scared to force an accident at school. She held it like a good girl⊠until today.
It was during last period. Becca had been squirming in her seat for nearly an hour, the pressure in her bladder growing unbearable. She told herself she could make it. Then, right as the teacher was talking, her control slipped.
A loud hiss filled the quiet classroom as hot piss gushed into her light blue jeans. She froze, but it wouldnât stop. The flood soaked her panties instantly, spreading across the seat of the chair and pouring down her thighs in visible rivers. A large puddle formed under her desk, dripping onto the floor.
The girl next to her noticed first. âOh my god, Becca peed herself!â
Snickers turned into open laughter. Phones came out. âSenior year and she still wets her pants!â someone called out. âWhat a baby!â
Becca burst into loud, genuine sobs, tears streaming down her flushed face as she sat there in her completely soaked jeans. The dark wet patch covered her entire lap and both legs. She stood up on shaky legs, the back of her jeans also drenched, and waddled out of the classroom to the sound of laughter and teasing.
She hid in the office, crying softly while the secretary called her mom. When her mom finally arrived, the look on her face made Beccaâs stomach flip with both fear and arousal.
The drive home was silent. As soon as they got inside, her mom pulled her straight over her lap on the couch.
âYou had an accident in class?â her mom scolded, yanking Beccaâs wet jeans and panties down to her knees. âIn front of everyone? Youâre nineteen years old and you couldnât even use the potty like a big girl!â
The spanking was hard and relentless. Sharp smacks rained down on Beccaâs bare, still-damp ass as her mom lectured her.
âYou need to listen to your body! When you have to go, you go. If you keep acting like a toddler who canât control herself, Iâm going to treat you like one. Pull-Ups during the day too. Maybe even diapers. Do you understand me?â
Each smack made Becca cry out, but the stinging pain mixed with the fresh memory of being teased in class had her absolutely dripping. Her pussy was swollen and slick, throbbing harder with every scolding word.
When the spanking finally ended, her ass glowed bright red. Her mom stood her up.
âGo put on a Pull-Up. Youâre wearing one for the rest of the evening.â
Becca nodded meekly, sobbing the whole way to her room. She stepped into a thick white Pull-Up printed with little stars, pulling it snug over her sore bottom. The padding felt bulky and babyish between her thighs.
As soon as her mom went downstairs, Becca locked her door, lay back on her bed, and shoved her hand inside the Pull-Up. She was soaked. She rubbed her swollen clit furiously, replaying everything â the hiss of piss in class, the laughter, the spanking, her momâs threats to put her in diapers.
It only took a couple of minutes before she came hard, biting her pillow to stay quiet as her hips bucked against her hand inside the crinkly padding.
Panting and flushed, Becca smiled to herself. Her plan was working perfectly. And she already couldnât wait for the next âaccident.â
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