Katy the Babysitter- Part 2
You awoke to a soft noise coming from one of the adjacent rooms, turning over onto your front and opening you eyes. Sunlight streamed through the window, and you felt refreshed, you had slept like a baby. Maybe too much like a baby... your eyes shot open as you felt a heavy pressure around your midsection. Your hand pulled back the bedsheets, and the smell of pee hit your nose the instant you did so.
Your diaper cover didn't so such a great job, rivulets streaked down your thighs and collected in-between your legs, making a small, but noticeable puddle that spread a short distance from your body, darkening the grey sheet to an ever darker pitch.
It was at the moment the door swung open to reveal Katy, fresh from the pool in one of her signature bikinis. You quickly pulled the sheets back over you to protect your dignity, but it was too late, it was impossible to hide your accident when you had leaked so much. She raised an eyebrow at your sudden action. "Someone looks like they slept well?" She smirked, coming over to sit on the edge of your bed.
"Uh... yeah, I guess..." You started, a blush starting to form quickly on your cheeks. She giggled in response to your weak reply, as if she hadnt expected a response from you at all. "Well, time to get up, let's change that wet nappy of yours."
You spluttered at her words, in denial of your soaked protection currently nestled between your legs. "Who's to say I used the pullups??" You protested weakly, but she shot you a look as if to say "Really??"
You begrudgingly lifted the sheets and stood with a crinkle, your pullup sagging heavily around your waist as you did so. Katy noticed the wet patch on the bed, and said with wide eyes, "Woah! You really went for it huh, the bed's soaked!!"
She reached out her hand to your diaper, and felt it from the bottom to the top. "Oh," she giggled, "You just filled it up so completely that a little must have leaked out! I had a feeling that you were a bedwetter!"
You tried to come up with some kind of argument against her words, but the proof was written all over your face, and the bed as well. She led you over to the large changing table and pushed you onto it, lifting your legs and forcing you into a lying position. You began to protest this, trying to push against her hands, "You don't need to change me! Just let me go and use the shower, and I'll..."
But your whining fell on deaf ears, Katy was in her babysitting mode now. It was clear that this wasn't the first time she had had her way with an uncooperative boy that didn't want their diaper changed, and the strength in her arms acutely reflected that fact. First the diaper cover came down, and then you jolted as she suddenly tore the sides of your pullups off of your body, causing you to quickly throw your hands down to cover yourself, astounded at her cool demeanour towards all of this. It was like changing your wet pullups was just another simple routine, like going for a walk or drinking a cup of coffee. Lying prostrate on the table with your legs forced wide underneath Katy, you were suddenly overwhelmed with a wave of horniess.
To make matters worse you started to feel a cool sensation underneath your covering hands, and you looked down to see Katy using a wet wipe on your private area, slowly going around your waist, then your thighs, and then finally...
You felt immense pleasure as Katy slowly, methodically cleaned you, and your hands started to drop from covering yourself. "Katy smiled at you, "That's better, isn't it? It's a little hard to find when your hands are covering it! But even without your hands there, it's still a little bit of a challenge, hey?" She giggled, teasing you about your size. You went red in response, a retort dying in your throat.
Katy then pulled something from underneath the changing table, before your legs were swiftly lifted and placed back down onto something thick. Your lower half was then covered in powder, and before you knew it your downstairs area was enveloped completely with a thick material. Between with the sound of tape unsticking and Katy's humming you stole a glance between your legs to be met with the sight of your new prison.
A large sized pair of pampers now was nestled between your thighs, comfortably sized and taped in securely to make sure there were no leaks. Your head was spinning and you felt quite dizzy, this was all happening so fast.
Katy lightly tapped the front of your pampers, admiring her quick handiwork. "I know that you're a little old for tapes, but after your performance last night I think that you need something a little bit more protective than pullups!"
You were aghast, sitting up and swinging your legs off of the changing table to see yourself reflected in the mirror across the room. It was real, your new tape-up-nappy sat smugly between your legs, making you look even smaller than you felt.
"Look, I know what you're going to say right? "I'm a adult, I don't need to be wearing this, What's going on?" Etc, etc. But you have to face the facts. With only just a little alcohol you soaked your pants, you had another accident right after, and then you wake up this morning with a wet bet. Three big accidents all in the same night is no accident, is it?"
She stared at you with her arms crossed, until the monotony was broken when Katy's phone started to ring, and she walked into the other room to answer it.
You couldn't find your words as she stated the facts out loud, you had always had a weaker bladder than most but not usually to the extent of last night's string of mishaps. Sure you had trouble staying dry a couple of nights a month, but that didn't make you a bedwetter...
You had to admit though that the feeling of the nappy on your waist was comforting, you had never even considered that it might be a good idea to stay padded at night until your bedwetting slowed down a little bit...
You shook your head violently, what were these thoughts?? You needed to get out of here now before things would get even weirder. You followed Katy out of the room to hear her talking in the hallway to somebody on the phone.
"...Yeah he's safe, he just stayed the night here because he was in no condition to drive... Yes, he did, how did you...? Oh I see, so this has been happening for a while now. Don't stress about the bed, I had him in pullups so there's not much to clean... Nah no problems at all, he let me change him without a fuss. He's even wearing pampers right now."
Your blood went cold as you realised the subject of her conversation, your night of regression had been made known to somebody other than Katy. She clicked the phone off and turned around, starting when she noticed you standing just behind, in the doorway.
"Who were you talking to??" You demanded, embarassment flushing across your face.
Katy shrugged and turned away. "Your mom called to check if you were still here, so I just answered and let her know you were fine."
"What the hell?? Why did you tell her about what happened last night?" You exclaimed, putting your hands to your head in disbelief.
Katy just laughed as she responded, "You know, she's the one that brought up your little bedwetting habit, who do you think washes your sheets every few days when you wake up wet?? "Mr. It was just a one-off accident..." Well, good news, she's ecstatic that you've started to wear a diaper, 'cause she always wanted you in padding ever since your accidents started but just didn't know how to bring it up with you!!Looks like pampers are about to become a staple in your wardrobe..."
You felt the colour drain from your face as you realised the implications of what she was saying. Not only were you just taped into a diaper by Katy, but your family also wholeheartedly supported it. What if you had to start wearing them all the time again??? Your social life would be ruined!
"She's on her way now, so go put something over those pampers and get ready to go home please." Katy instructed, an edge to her voice. Her demeanor had obviously changed since last night, and even now you felt that she was the one in control, and you were powerless to rrsist against her. You miserably pulled up your shorts and fetched your clothes, and the moment your phone slid into your pocket, the doorbell rang.
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A sharp tap on your bedroom door could be clearly heard even with your headset on at your computer. You pulled your headset off to respond to the interruption. "Yeah mom, what's up?"
The door opened and your mother walked in carrying a large package of pampers, both of her arms underneath the comically large box. You rolled your eyes and turned back to your game, as she placed the box into the corner of your room, right next to one similar.
"Just restocking the supplies baby, you've been going through so many lately..." she said, almost lost in thought before taking a closer look at you in your chair.
"Hey, what did we say about wearing pants?? How am I supposed to tell if you need a change if you keep it hidden?"
You snorted, exasperated with her. Ever since that night with Katy things had just kept on getting worse for you. First it was insisted upon that you had to wear a diaper to bed, and then after a few more accidents it was during the day at all times, and now you weren't even allowed to wear pants??
You tugged your shorts down with your right hand, exposing a well taped pair of pampers hugging your waist. You had tried to learn how to change yourself, but you could never get the tapes right, and no matter how hard you tried you had to always go and ask mom for help with it.
She tsked as she noticed the faded stars on the front of your nappy. "Looks like you could use another change, but I'm running late for my appointment. I'll just leave it with thr babysitter okay? She will be here soon and will take care of it. Tell her your new diapers arrived today, okay baby?"
You nodded, once again annoyed by her. You didn't even notice when you were wet nowadays, and a soaked diaper was as normal to you as waking up in the morning. Your mother left the room, and you shifted in your seat, another warm trickle leaking into the pampers softly pressed against your body.
It wasn't long before the doorbell rang and you begrudgingly waddled to the front door to answer it. You opened the door, your soaked pampers on full display, to see Katy waving at you.
"Looks like someone needs a change again huh?"
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