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What do you guys think about making a bedwetting chart to track my progress?
I woke up wet again this morning, for the 2nd night in a row this week; I maybe cheated a little bit last night bc I knew I needed to pee before I fell asleep but just changed into a fresh diapee and passed out and then magically woke up soaked!
Previously, I've had one-off bedwetting accidents while wearing 24/7 but never two nights in a row.. This feels like progress!
will keep you updated.
Tried to be a big girl 💦 🫣
Oh no, I just leaked 🫣
Just a lil wet 🌞🙈💦
pullie check!! :3 ft. mr.gumby
Just a lil wet 🌞🙈💦
Chill 🫣❤️
I know you like it wet 😏💦
🌸✨whoopsiedaisy ✨🌸🤗
We know you can keep you underwear dry. So let’s have a diaper check this morning to see how bad the damage is from last night!
uhmm... m pretty soggy
what do you do that gets u into little space? I'm about too baby the heck out 🍼🍼
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Should I take more public bathroom content ??
fit check and pullie check! i stayed dry allllll night ฅ^>⩊<^ ฅ
tiny and cute 4 life :3
potty princess 🐰 ✨
Emma's Regression
Emma was twenty years old but had always been small, soft-spoken, and a bit behind everyone else. She still lived with her mother, Claire. Today they were at the large shopping mall, something Emma usually enjoyed but found overwhelming when it got too crowded.
She was wearing her favorite pair of light-wash denim shorts with little white bows on the front pockets. They were cute and snug, showing off her soft thighs. Underneath she wore simple white panties with tiny hearts.
After walking around for a couple of hours, Emma started shifting uncomfortably. A heavy pressure was building in her tummy.
“Mom… I really need the bathroom,” she said quietly, cheeks already warming.
Claire nodded. “Alright, let’s head back. You should have said something sooner, Emma.”
They turned around, but the mall was busy and the nearest restrooms were on the other side of the food court. Emma tried to walk normally, but the urge grew stronger fast. She was squeezing her legs together when a sudden, sharp cramp hit her.
She froze right in the middle of the wide walkway.
It was too late.
A warm, mushy load pushed out into her panties, filling the seat heavily. At the same time, she lost control of her bladder and a long spurt of pee soaked through her panties and into the crotch of her denim shorts. A small puddle formed around her sneakers.
Emma stood completely still, face burning bright red. The back of her shorts now sagged noticeably with the heavy mess, and dark wet patches were visible on the insides of both thighs.
Claire turned around and immediately noticed. She stepped close and placed a hand on Emma’s shoulder. Without hesitation, she turned her daughter slightly and tugged out the waistband of the denim shorts at the back, peering inside. The smell hit her right away.
“Oh, Emma… you pooped your pants,” Claire said, low but firm enough that a couple of nearby shoppers glanced over. “And you wet yourself too.”
Emma’s eyes filled with tears. She stood there mortified, the warm, squishy mess shifting every time she moved even a little. “I’m sorry…” she whispered, voice trembling.
Claire sighed, but her tone stayed gentle. “Come on. Let’s get you cleaned up.”
She took Emma’s hand and led her through the mall toward the family restroom. The heavy load in Emma’s shorts squished and bulged with every step, the wet spots on her thighs still visible. A few people stared, but Claire kept walking steadily, holding her daughter’s hand the whole way.
Once inside the restroom, Claire locked the door. She helped Emma out of her soiled denim shorts and ruined panties, then began cleaning her thoroughly with baby wipes from the changing station. Emma stood there sniffling, face still flushed with humiliation as her mother wiped away every trace of the accident.
When she was clean and dry, Claire reached into one of their shopping bags and pulled out a pair of soft black leggings they had bought earlier that day. She helped Emma step into them with nothing underneath. The thin fabric clung snugly to her skin, making the lack of panties very obvious.
Claire adjusted the leggings and gave Emma’s padded bottom a gentle pat.
“This is the second accident this month, Emma,” she said seriously. “If this keeps happening, we’re going to have to do something about it. I’m not above putting you back in Pull-Ups… or even diapers if you can’t keep clean. Do you understand?”
Emma nodded quickly, cheeks burning at the warning. She felt tiny standing there in just the thin leggings.
Claire took her hand again. “Let’s go home. We can finish shopping another day.”
