Umagine of poor little rice shower having an accident while asleep and mejiro McQueen helping her out with diapers
Agere Umagines - Let Me Help You
Pairing: CG!MejiroMcQueen x Little!RiceShower
Summary: Rice Shower has an accident. McQueen insists on helping her.
CW: This story includes hinted bedwetting and diapers/padded regression!
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"Please, Rice! Just let me help you; it's for your own good!" McQueen hastily tried to lay a sobbing Rice Shower down on the changing mat she had laid out for her, but struggled to an extent.
Rice Shower, meanwhile, was having none of it. Her hands were balled up into fists as she brought them up to her face, wiping the tears off her face as she wailed.
"No! No, it's not okay!! It's not okay!!!" Rice hollered, her ears hanging lower as if they had weights attached to them, as she berated herself for her accident, "The sheets are ruined, and it's all Rice's fault!!!"
McQueen turned her head to the guest room bed, where the sheets were stained with a small wet puddle, causing the faint scent of urine to flow through McQueen's nostrils.
Though McQueen hardly had time to care about the light ammonia stench in the room, instead refocusing her gaze onto the digital alarm clock resting on the side table - 3:01 AM.
Rice had asked McQueen if she was allowed to stay the night at the Mejiro Mansion, as she was preparing for the upcoming Oka Sho, and she needed someone to guide her in race preparations.
Naturally, Rice Shower decided to go to the only person she knew who would be worthy of helping her - Mejiro McQueen. Of course, who wouldn't go to McQueen for help?
Who wouldn't ask for help from such an elegant, refined, and powerful Umamusume who won the Sankei Osaka Hai or the Takarazuka Kinen?
Thankfully, McQueen was kind enough to let her stay the night so the two could train together in the morning. McQueen offered her the guest room for Rice Shower to sleep in.
Now, it was ruined - soaked with urine and now causing the scent of ammonia to cloak the room.
McQueen turned back to Rice Shower, noticing how the crying Umamusume was curled up into a small ball, whispering how it was her fault and her misfortune is what caused the sheets to be ruined.
McQueen started to put two and two together. Rice Shower was feeling small alright, there was no denying it.
McQueen sighed, looking towards Rice Shower with a bit of a softer and kinder look as she brushed her hand over Rice's tear stained cheek, wiping away stray tears from the Black Assasian's face.
"Rice, you're feeling too little right now. You need some protection, okay?" McQueen whispered gently, helping Rice Shower stand up on her shaky legs, "this isn't your fault, okay? I just want to help you. Can you let me do that, sweetheart?"
To her surprise, Rice Shower nodded sheepisly.
McQueen smiled, settling Rice Shower to sit down on the changing mat, where McQueen tried to remove Rice's pee-soaked pajama bottoms.
Rice immediately started to protest, trying to hold onto the garment in a moment of vulnerability. McQueen didn't scold, rather, she just gently put Rice's hand away. Instead, she gave the Uma a small comforter to distract her from the vulnerability, which seemed to quiten her down a bit.
McQueen immediatly got to work, cleaning her up before freshening her up with some baby powder. Finally, it came time to diaper her. She grabbed the diaper she held in her hand earlier, holding it up so Rice Shower could see the patterns.
"Look, Rice. This padding's got some bunnies printed on it. You like those, don't you?" McQueen asked, squeezing the diaper a bit to make some soft crinkkling sounds.
Rice seemed to whimper, but the idea of wearing a diaper with her favourite animals on it made her a bit more open to wearing it.
Gently, McQueen lifted Rice Shower up a bit to lay the unfold the diaper and lay it beneath her, finally taping up the diaper around her waist tenderly.
"There we go, you're all done!" McQueen announced, reaching to pat Rice Shower's head. Rice looked visibly comforted by the gesture and let out a soft sigh, before suddenly leaning into McQueen and dozing off.
McQueen let out a soft gasp, but softened. Perhaps the shock of the accident made her too exhausted to stay awake any furthur.
Carrying Rice Shower in her arms, McQueen removed the wet sheets from the guest room bed, lumping them with Rice Shower's wet pants to wash later.
McQueen carried Rice Shower back to the bed, which was now without a bedsheet and dry now that the urine-soaked sheet was removed. She gently tucked her in with the blanket before stroking her hair.
"Sleep tight, Rice." McQueen whispered warmly.
McQueen turning to the soaked sheet and pants, picking them up and heading to the washing machine to clean them up...
