The Resort, Chapter 4

Brooke and Jenna walked down the long hallway leading back to the grand staircase, following Sofie to where the staff had prepared dinner for them. They held each other’s hand as they got used to the thick padding between their legs, struggling to walk normally.

Sofie snuck a glance over her shoulder and smirked. “Comfy, aren’t they?” 

“Huh?” Brooke asked, snapping out of her thoughts.

“The… how should I say… protection?” she slyly asked.

“Oh, that, yeah… just in case, right?” Brooke asked.

“But of course, my dear!” Sofie said, looking back ahead.

Brooke snuck a glance down at Sofie’s butt and noticed that she was still in a diaper. She wanted to whisper about it to Jenna, but they were too close to their host to say anything. Jenna’s grip on her hand tightened, so she shot her a comforting smile and squeezed her hand back. 

The three of them walked down the stairs and through the foyer, weaving their way through white hallways ordained with white trim and flowery wallpaper until they came to a large room with one massive two-story window that stretched all the way across the room. 

It showcased a beautiful valley overlooking a lake and forest that stretched for miles down the valley. Large mountains surrounded them on either side, their tips covered in the purest of snow. A single oak table with two chairs sat in the middle of the room on top of a large white carpet. Two large vases of the special flower sat to the right of either chair in the center of the table, filling the room with its sweet scent. The sun was setting all the way at the end of the valley, casting its calming yellow light into the room and painting the sky a vivid mix of blues, pinks, and purples.

Brooke groaned inwardly. If Jenna’s assumptions were true, she was glad that she wore a diaper to dinner.

“Wow!” Jenna gasped. She let go of Brooke’s hand and forgot all about her diapered predicament as she darted forward, the hem of her dress lifting just enough to expose her diaper as she jogged over to the window. “Look at how tall those mountains are! I didn’t even know they were that big!” A grumble from her stomach made her pause and come back to reality.

Brooke noticed the attendants Mia and Emma share a knowing grin and a giggle on the other side of the room, feeling a little embarrassed for Jenna’s childlike behavior. They were both wearing white aprons over their dresses, discreetly hiding their diapers. Brooke walked up to the table and was about to sit down in one seat when Mia came up from behind. 

“Please, allow me, miss,” Mia said as she pulled the chair out for her, her eyes lingering on Brooke’s butt once she turned away from her to sit. Upon hearing a soft crinkle of a familiar plastic sound, her eyes went wide almost imperceptibly.

“Thanks, Mia,” Brooke gratefully said, crossing her right leg over her left. She settled back into the chair and watched Jenna look through the window, taking in nature’s beauty. If you knew what you were looking for, it was rather obvious that Jenna was indeed wearing a diaper. She chuckled at that thought. She cleared her throat twice, and once she caught Jenna’s attention, she motioned with her head for her to sit down. When Jenna shot her a quizzical look, she nodded towards the attendants waiting on them at the table.

“Oh!” Jenna said as she got the hint. She smoothed down the front of her dress and allowed Emma to pull her seat out for her, then sat down.

“Comfy?” Emma grinned. “We had a feeling you two would come around! We’re so glad you came to dinner dressed properly!” She clasped her hands in front of her. “And I’m certain that you two are both hungry, too! What can we start you off with?”

Mia piped up. “We have water, wine, and any sort of spirits that you can think of!”

“When in Rome?” Jenna asked with a laugh.

“Yeah, when in Rome,” Brooke replied. Looking up at Mia, she smiled and asked, “Can we please have your finest bottle of wine with two glasses of water on the side, please?”

“Of course! Do you prefer white or red wine?”

“Um…” Brooke locked eyes with Jenna and raised an eyebrow, silently asking for her input. She wanted red, but would drink white wine if Jenna wanted to. 

“Red wine would be fantastic,” Jenna said.

“Perfect! We’ll be right back. In the meantime, here is our menu…” Both of them pulled a large menu held in a dark red binding from their aprons and set them down on the table in front of them. “Please take your time with your selections!” they said in unison as they walked away, disappearing through a side door.

Jenna drummed her fingers on the table as silence filled the room. “So… I was thinking that this whole thing is feeling pretty romantic. The fine wine, the nice dress, us holding hands, the nice resort…” She cautiously locked eyes with Brooke, trying to gauge her reaction.

“Why, yes… yes, it does,” Brooke said with a quick chuckle. She flicked the menu up just in time to hide her growing smile. Funny you should mention that…

As the attendants whisked away their empty plates, Brooke settled back in her chair and let loose a satisfied sigh. They’d polished off an entire bottle of fine French wine, the remnants of the bottle swirling around in her glass held in her right hand. Alone once again, Brooke licked her lips. “Did you… happen to have any accidents?” 

“Hehe, accidents? Is it an accident if I did it on purpose?” Jenna grinned slyly and finished her glass.

“You used your diaper on purpose?” Brooke asked, slightly shaken. Her own bladder felt rather full and her own diaper was bone dry, almost as if it was begging for her to give in and use it. 

“Yeah, it was actually really easy! And I didn’t even have to get up to go use the bathroom once!” she said. “What about you? Have you used your diaper yet?” The alcohol in her gave her the courage to peek under the table and try to look up Brooke’s dress.

Taken aback by Jenna’s forwardness, Brooke thought for a few moments and eventually settled on two facts. She loved how open Jenna was acting towards her, especially with how the diapers made them both feel vulnerable and trusting of each other, and she loved Jenna’s advances on her because it gave her a hope that she wouldn’t rebuke her desires when she made her own advances on her. “No, not yet.”

“Surely you need to go pee, though, right?” she shot back with a giggle.

“I mean, yeah, kinda…” That was an understatement. The more she thought about it, the more pressing it became an issue. The pressure in her bladder took mere seconds to grow to where she had no choice but to let herself relax and use her diaper for its intended purpose. Relief coursed through her as the dull ache in her bladder subsided. She barely heard a faint hiss as she let loose a deep breath. A heavy blush settled on her face as she felt the diaper noticeably expand between her legs, gently coaxing her legs wide. Her urine trickled down her slit and in between her butt cheeks, her thirsty diaper absorbing all her bladder had to give. When she was all empty, she bit her bottom lip and tentatively glanced up into Jenna’s eyes. “T-There, happy?” she asked, subconsciously hoping for a certain positive reinforcement.

“You did it?” Jenna asked. Brooke nodded back. “Great! Now we’re both wet!” 

I think everyone here is a little wet, Brooke thought with a snicker. Me in more ways than one; that was kinda kinky… She crossed her legs again and noticed that it was significantly harder to do so because of the diaper that hugged her hips. She wiggled her butt on the chair, listening to the soggy crinkles of the garment. Though while she had just let loose a whole bladder full of urine into her protection, her skin felt dry down there. If the added bulk of her soggy diaper didn’t prove that she’d just wet herself, the warmth emanating from the diaper surely did. It wasn’t an uncomfortable warmth, but one that put her mind at ease. That, combined with the scent of the flowers and half a bottle of fine wine, was a deadly combination that made her feel relaxed more than she’d ever been. “How much do you think these diapers hold?”

“Uh… good question! I lost track after my fourth wetting,” Jenna said. 

“And… you haven’t leaked?”

“I don’t think so!” Jenna stood up and ran both of her hands across her rump. “Nope! Dry as a whistle!” She sat back down, making an audible squishing sound.

“You know, the purpose of you wearing that diaper was to help you keep your new dress clean and dry,” Brooke said. She took a sip of her wine and felt a tiny twinge in her bladder. She paused as she felt urine tickle her skin once more as she wet herself without thinking about it, this time in a small amount. It took no effort from the diaper to absorb what she unknowingly just let into it.

“You just peed again, didn’t you?” Jenna asked, her voice quiet yet filled with excitement. “You made a funny face, just like before when I convinced you to use your diaper for realsies.”

“I… I did?” Brooke thought hard for a few seconds. “Really? Because I don’t think so…” Jenna vehemently nodded back at her. “Well, if you say so.”

“I do! Hey!” Jenna’s eyes lit up. “I think I saw a hammock outside! Wanna go outside and watch the stars?” She looked out the window and saw that the very last little bit of light was on its way over the horizon.

“Sure, but… shouldn’t we get changed? I think I saw snow on those mountains. I don’t think our dresses would keep us warm.”

“Yeah, you’re probably right. I definitely need a diaper change too,” Jenna said as she stood up. “Hehe… diaper change. Sounds funny just saying it.”

“Right?” Brooke laughed. “You think you need another one? You sure you want to put on another?” Brooke asked.

Jenna stopped to think for a second. “Yeah, I needed this one. The next one will be for just in case. It’s not like I’m gonna need them or anything.”

Once they made it back to their room, Jenna pushed her diaper down her legs like they were a pair of panties and walked into the bathroom. “You want another diaper?” came her slightly slurred voice. 

She felt the front of her diaper through the dress, her eyes locked on Jenna’s used diaper. “Uh… yeah, sure,” Brooke said. She picked up her friend’s diaper off of the floor, amazed at how heavy it was. It was several times heavier than her own, a fact that led her to believe that her diaper could easily last a lot longer. While part of her wanted to stop wearing them and go back to wearing her normal undies, another part of her had doubts about her own level of control over her bladder, especially with how little control Jenna had left. If Jenna was already having issues, she wondered how long it would take for her to experience issues of her own.

With all that swirling around inside her head, she failed to notice the fact that she’d just started peeing, only noticing when her bladder felt empty. She tossed Jenna’s old diaper in the bin meant for used diapers, and right as she was about to turn around to find her friend, Jenna grabbed her hand and led her to the bed. She didn’t notice that her diaper had grown soggier and warmer until Jenna pushed onto the bed, two thick diapers held in her other hand.

Jenna flipped up the front of Brooke’s dress, exposing her diaper in all its soggy glory. “Looks like someone really had to go,” she teased, poking the sodden center of it with her finger. Jenna flicked her eyes up to meet her friend’s. “Are you sure you only used it once?” she asked with a sly grin.

“Y-Yeah, I think so,” Brooke breathlessly said. Part of her wondered if she’d really just used her diaper again or if it was from earlier and she didn’t realize how much she’d peed. “Wait, since you’re the one having all the accidents, shouldn’t we get you into another diaper before me?” She sat up and patted the spot next to her. “Besides, with how much you used that last diaper, do you really think you can go for more than a few minutes without peeing again? I don’t want you peeing all over our room just because you want to change my diaper first, so sit,” she said, her voice leaving little room for argument. “Right here.” She patted the spot next to her.

“Oh, if you say so,” Jenna said. “Help me out of this dress first?” She turned around and held her hair to the side, exposing the zipper at the top of the dress.

“Sure.” Brooke unzipped the back of her dress and helped her get out of it. Now standing totally naked except for her bra, Jenna lay down on the bed where Brooke had gestured, this time leaving nothing to the imagination. Brooke felt her mouth grow dry once more as she finally got to see what her heart, body, and soul all yearned to see: Jenna’s delicate flower. She wasn’t allowed that much time to enjoy the view, however, once she noticed a little drop of urine form at the tip of her urethra. Knowing that she had mere seconds to protect the sheets, she unfolded one diaper and made quick time taping her into it. 

“Dang, you’re getting good at this!” Jenna grinned as she sat up. “Your turn!” She made a twirling motion with a finger, and once Brooke held her hair to the side for her, she unzipped the back of her dress.

Just like Jenna had done a minute ago, Brooke lay back down on the bed in just her bra, feeling vulnerable. She took a deep breath and let it out to calm her racing heart, for exposing herself in the most vulnerable of ways wasn’t something easy to do, even if it was in front of her best friend with half a bottle of wine in each of them.

The fact that Jenna had just allowed her to see her most delicate parts so openly calmed her, though, giving her the courage to allow these events to keep moving forward. She reasoned Jenna had already seen her privates anyway, so she really had nothing to worry about, especially once Jenna had already said how perfect they looked. That thought made her blush again, though she was broken out of her thoughts by Jenna taping her into a fresh diaper.

“There! Just like you did for me; looks good, doesn’t it?” Jenna stood back and placed her hands on her hips. 

Brooke sat up and checked her tapes. “Yep! Thanks; looks great.” She placed her hands on the sheets and looked around. “Guess we should get all bundled up if we’re gonna go stargazing. You think we need to bring a couple of extra diapers?”