Sabotage - Chapter 14

Through the first few classes, Serina noticed she was starting to tune out the diaper’s bulk beneath her butt. It was snug but not uncomfortable. If anything, it was the tightness of Breanna’s donated jeans that made her uncomfortable. She even found herself relaxing, knowing that even if she did have another accident, she’d be protected. That didn’t stop her from being self-conscious that someone would see her diaper line in her jeans and make a comment, so when she sat down at lunch, she tucked her chair in all the way.

“Did you get what Mrs. Jean was saying about the assignment?” Breanna asked Serina as they unpackaged their lunches.

“Yeah, kinda, she just wants us to find an article that’s current but related to the topics we’re covering in-” Serina’s explanation was cut off by Claire sitting across the table from them.

“Heeeyyyyyyy,” she started, with more energy than Serina was interested in at that moment. “Where were you yesterday?”

“Yeah, Brea didn’t day shit; what happened?” Yana sat next to Claire, across from Breanna. Serina noticed Breanna’s discretion about her bedwetting. Part of her thought that maybe she felt guilty as it was her doing, but the other thought highly of her.

“I just… wasn’t feeling well,” Serina avoided eye-contact and opted to focus on her sandwich.

“Oh c’mon, and today you’re magically better? What happened, you can tell us!” Claire persisted.

“Guys, just drop it, okay?” Breanna said calmly.

“Okay, now I know something happened. What, you wet your pants again?” Yana joked. Serina blushed and didn’t look up from her sandwich, taking a bite instead of responding.

“Oh. My. God. You DID didn’t you?!” Claire giggled with joy.

“C’mon guys, leave her alone; she was having a rough day the day before and a rougher morning yesterday. She needed a day off, that’s all! We’ve all been there, right?”

Serina looked to Breanna and made eyes to ‘just stop talking before it gets worse.’ Breanna took the hint, but the other girls persisted.

“Uh-huh, a rough day, meaning you wet your pants, then a rough morning, meaning what, you wet your bed or something? Ahahaha!” Claire and Yana started laughing. Serina still didn’t reply; she just breathed heavily through her nose, hoping not to explode and cause a scene.

“Awe, someone’s embarrassed. It’s okay; we know you have a weak bladder. Just like a baby’s!”

Breanna’s eyebrow raised and saw her opportunity. It was perfect, almost too perfect like somehow Yana was in on the scheme with her.

“Would you two fuck off?!” Breanna said, shutting them up. “She’s been through enough shit. You don’t have to go around calling her a baby bladder. Grow the fuck up. Now leave us alone.”

The silence at the table would have been deafening if not for the ambiance sound of hundreds of other conversations happening in the cafeteria. Yana and Claire stared dumbfounded at Breanna, who starred daggers back into them. Finally, Yana cleared her throat and stood.

“See you around then,” she said and signalled for Claire to follow.

Breanna watched them walk away, and when they were finally out of sight, turned back to Serina.

“Are you o….kay?” Breanna paused when she first looked back at Serina’s face, which had gone from beet red from embarrassment to white pale from fear. She didn’t turn her head to look at Breanna; she stayed staring straight ahead into the distance.

“Brea...I’m peeing,” She whispered. Breanna looked to her crotch, but Serina’s hands firmly planted between her legs. “I can't stop it,” she continued. “It won't stop; it’s filling my diaper up.” Serina cringed as she felt the warm wetness flow out of her and into the padding between her legs. It slowly flowed down to her butt, filling every dry crevasse of padding.

“Do you think it’s going to leak?” Breanna asked quietly. Serina finally turned to Breanna.

“They can leak!?” She asked, panicked while trying to maintain a whisper. “I thought diapers were supposed to hold everything!”

“Well, they can't hold everything; they have a limit. Have you stopped going?”

Serina nodded.

“Okay, just knock your pencil off the table, and when you lean to pick it up, I’ll check your butt for any leaks.”

“Okay, okay…” Serina’s heart was racing, and she slowly pushed the pencil off the table. She turned to Breanna again, who just looked down at the pencil to force her to go. Finally, she leaned over and reached down.

Breanna watched closely as Serina lifted her butt into the air. The diaper was visibly thicker than before but not leaking. Serina shot up with her pencil and turned to Breanna.

“Was it leaking?” She asked, near tears.

“No, it’s fine. We will need another one, though.”

“Oh god, I can't go back in there again. People will notice!”

“We have to. You need a new diaper; another accident would just end up leaking out the sides!”

“Can’t you just go in? Please? I’ll do anything!” Serina begged. Breanna rolled her eyes and sighed.

“Fine. I’ll go to Taylor; you go to the bathroom on the second floor. No one ever uses that one, right?”

“Yeah, good thinking. Okay, let’s go.” Serina got up, and Breanna’s eyes went immediately to her crotch. The diaper sagged visibly in her tight jeans, giving her a clear and distinct diaper outline on her butt. Breanna got up to follow and couldn’t help but softly chuckle at the way Serina was walking. She was trying to walk fast, but the now thick padding between her legs prevented her from doing so.

They got to the point where they split, and Breanna headed to the Nurse while Serina went upstairs. Serina quickly ran up the stairs, pushed the door open to the bathroom and was pleased to find no one was there. She stood at the sink for a while before realizing that it looked weird and went into a stall.

Breanna looked both ways before entering the Nurse’s office to make sure no one was looking. The nurse was eating her lunch behind her desk but looked up to see Breanna there and frowned.

“Don’t tell me.” She said.

“Full-blown. I was worried it would leak.” Breanna relaxed the friendly tone that she had been using for Serina.

“What is up with her? Everything okay at home?” Nurse Taylor asked, grabbing two diapers off the shelf.

“Things are a little strained right now with our living together being so new. But I think she and I are working things out.”

“Hmm,” Taylor sounded, handing the diapers to Breanna. “Well, I do think she needs to see a doctor. Do your parents know about the…?”

“No. I mean, not all of them. The visible ones, yes, like yesterday's bedwetting and the few accidents she had here. But they don’t know that she soaked the pad you gave her and that she completely wet herself yesterday on a walk. And obviously, the two we’ve had today so far…” Breanna put the diapers into her backpack and headed for the door.

“Alright Breanna, just...keep an eye on her, okay?” Taylor asked.

“Sure, I’ll be in her earshot...”