On The Road Again - Chapter 21

Jill and Isla laid naked in their shared hotel bed; clothes and heavy, wet diapers sprawled all over the floor.

“Okay, ready?” Isla asked Jill.

“Ready,” Jill replied eagerly.

“Rock, Paper, Scissors, shoot!” Both girls said in unison as they waved their fists towards the other. Jill groaned as soon as she realized that Isla had won, choosing paper over Jill’s rock.

“Do I have to?” Jill complained.

“Fair is fair!” Isla responded with a chuckle.

“Finnnnnne,” Jill said and grabbed the landline next to their bed. She lifted the phone to her ear and dialled 0 for the front desk. It rang for a second, making Jill more anxious, but finally, a woman picked up.

“Hello, front desk, this is Talia speaking; how can I help you?” The lady on the other line asked. Jill instantly became flush with embarrassment.

“Hi, uh, how are you?” Jill asked, dodging the question for longer. Isla rolled her eyes.

“I’m fine, how’re you?” Talia asked.

“Uh, fine…thank you….” Jill replied. A long, awkward silence ensued.

“Can I…help you with anything?” Talia asked again.

“Uh,” Jill hesitated more. Isla urged her along.

“Yes. I’m not really sure how to ask this…but….” Jill paused. “My friend and I are sharing a bed tonight, and well, she’s…incontinent. My sister booked the room, and I didn’t want to embarrass my friend by telling my sister.”

Isla’s jaw dropped, and she laughed out of shock. “You were supposed to say you!” Isla whispered, and Jill brushed her aside.

“I know some hotels are worried about that, and she doesn’t want to have a diaper leak accident on your mattress. So, is it possible to put a plastic cover over the bed? Just in case?” Jill finished her ask.

Talia answered back straight away in a perfect customer service tone. “Oh, there is no need. As a precaution, all our beds are outfitted with mattress protectors. So even if your friend does have a leak, the mattress is safe, and no extra charge will be made to you!”

Jill took a moment to process what Talia had said. “Oh. Okay. Thank you…” Jill hung up and raised an eyebrow to Isla.

“So? Are they going to bring one up?” Isla asked.

“No. Because it’s already on the bed,” Jill explained. Isla processed Jill’s words, then burst out laughing.

“Oh my god, so we didn’t even need to call! That’s so embarrassing,” Isla laughed.

“Hey, you’re the one they think is the bedwetter, not me!” Jill replied.

“How is she going to know? She hasn’t seen your face,” Isla replied.

“Good point… oh well. I guess we can get as wet and wild as we like!” Jill said and pounced onto Isla, pinning her down by her arms and sitting on top of her.

“Should we do something?” Isla asked.

“I have an idea of something,” Jill teased, then lowered her lips to Isla’s neck.

“Not that, we just did that! Something fun in town!”

“This is more fun,” Jill continued kissing, moving her lips down Isla’s collarbone to lick and suck on her nipple.

Isla gasped from the pleasure. “Yeah, but…what about our challenges?” Isla asked. Finally, Jill pulled away.

“What about them?”

“Well, maybe we should do one of them now, while we’re not tied to everyone.”

“Yours of mine?” Jill asked.

“Mine. I thought you wanted me to do yours at the carnival…” Isla replied.

“Alright then. What’s the plan?

“Well, I’m going to put on another diaper, but you’re going to put on a pair of panties and those nice tight blue jeans I saw in your bag. Then you’re going to drink a load of water, and we’ll go for a walk around the town for an hour!” Isla explained.

“You want me to piss myself, don’t you?” Jill teased.

“Pfft, noooo,” Isla replied playfully.

“Well, I’m going to hold it for as long as I can. I need to make sure I still can hold it.”

“What do you mean? You could never hold it to begin with!” Isla mocked.

“Shush, you.”

“Shall we get dressed then?”

“Yeah, want me to diaper you?” Jill asked.

“What do you think?” Isla replied, then laid back and spread her legs. Jill bit her lip and exhaled before reaching into Isla’s suitcase for the diaper supplies.

Jill resisted the urge to engage in more sexual activity while diapering Isla, which was near impossible to do. When she was all taped up, Isla sat up and searched her bag for another outfit to hide her diapers. Jill went through her suitcase and pulled out the light blue jeans Isla had mentioned.

“These ones?” Jill asked.

“Yep! And some cute panties!”

Jill placed the jeans on the bed and went back into her suitcase. She shuffled through her different underwear options before deciding on a white pair of panties with a cute pink waistband and a bow.

“How about these ones?” She held the panties up for Isla.

“Oh yeah, those ones are asking for an accident,” Isla chuckled. Jill pulled the panties through her legs. The feeling of thin fabric felt foreign, even after less than 24 hours in a diaper.

“Feels weird,” Jill told Isla.

“Yeah, when I had to go commando in the car, I felt practically naked.”

Jill then grabbed her jeans and gradually pulled them on. The jeans were extremely tight, and she quickly regretted her choice of panties as they were perfectly outlined through the jeans.

“I usually wear a thong with these,” Jill said. Isla looked over and examined Jill’s butt before chuckling.

“You can see your panties clearer than you can see my diaper!” Isla joked before showing off her long, frilly skirt.

“Imagine a diaper under these,” Jill replied.

“You probably wouldn’t even be able to get your pants up!”

“And even if I did, after a bit of wetting, they’d just rip.”

Jill completed her look with a white crop top, and Isla wore a black bodysuit. When they were both dressed, they picked up their wet diapers off the floor, put them in the trash, and met back by the bed.

“Okay. Now what.”

Isla’s smile grew into a devilish grin, and she grabbed Jill’s 2L water bottle from out of her bag.

“You’re going to chug two of these….”