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"So," Caprice blushed, glancing down at her feet, "that's why I came to you."

Her friend and roommate, the former cheerleader, Nadia, raised an eyebrow. "Because you think I'm soft?"

"No, that's not what I meant!" Caprice shook her head, starting to feel flustered. "Not soft, just..." She struggled to come up with a word, ending with a defeated shrug. "Sorry, maybe this was a bad idea."

Nadia chuckled. "I'm only teasing you... But are you sure you want to change who you are for some guy? That's not the Caprice I know."

"Not change," Caprice told her, uncertain if she believed it herself. It was strange that the two girls had become friends at all, especially back in high school... Caprice still had a goth kind of style, which she'd toned down a little, and, after meeting Justin, was considering toning down a bit more so she didn't scare him away; Nadia was a girly cheerleader, always happy and carefree in their school days, which hadn't changed since they'd moved in together, helped along, no doubt, by the fact her parents were loaded, and covered her half of the rent most months. "Just... slightly modify, until he can get to know me better." 

"Is he really worth even that?" Nadia asked. "Let me see his picture... I'm sure you've found his Insta already." Caprice had, of course, reluctantly pulling it up, handing the phone over to her friend. "All right, I guess so," she giggled almost instantly, though that didn't stop her from scrolling. "All right, so we wouldn't want to change you completely... We just need something to hint that you have a soft side under all... this," she gestured to Caprice's nearly all-black outfit and dark hair. "I'll have to think about this one."

"Really?" Caprice whined before she could stop herself. Justin was new at her job, and, so far, unclaimed... That wasn't going to last for long, however.

"Somebody's impatient," Nadia said. "Okay, then, let's brainstorm... What's something cute, that would show you aren't always all doom and gloom? Maybe an animal of some kind... Unicorn? No, that's a bit too kiddy... A dolphin? A bunny?" Caprice shook her head. Those felt too girly, too much like something Nadia would like... Which was why she'd come to her, of course, to incorporate a bit of her style into her own, but it still had to feel like her. "All right," Nadia took it in stride. "Maybe something smaller, more subtle..."

All of the sudden, it hit her. 'Smaller' helped, since it was, indeed, much smaller than any of Nadia's suggestions, but Caprice liked to think she came up with it on her own. "Butterflies!" she exclaimed.

"Oh, that's good," Nadia smiled. "Let me see... Do I have anything with butterflies you could borrow that wouldn't seem too obvious..." She started to look around her room, making a token effort to dig through her drawers, and her closet, although Caprice couldn't recall ever seeing the girl in anything that would work. "I do have one thing," Nadia told her, after a few minutes. "But I don't think you're going to like it..."

She was right. "It's from one of my babysitting jobs," Nadia explained. "Actually, I think it would be very good... It has butterflies, and it hints at a little secret, which would soften you up even more, and give kind of a reason for why you're..." She waved her hand in Caprice's direction again. "You."

"I don't want him to think I'm a bedwetter!" Caprice's face turned bright red. "That's insane!"

"It's not bad anymore," Nadia ignored her, continuing to brainstorm. "But you still wear them, just in case..."

"How is he even going to see them? Caprice tried instead. "I was hoping for, like, a necklace or something..."

"Don't worry," Nadia assured her. "We'll make it work. And it will work... You came to me for a reason, right? Trust me..."

It went against all her instincts, but Caprice did. That was how, a couple days later, she found herself back in Nadia's bedroom, butterflies flapping violently inside her as she looked at the childish thing in her roomie's hands. "M-Maybe it won't be big enough," she said hopefully. Nadia unfolded it, Caprice's eyes growing bigger alongside it, until she could see that definitely wasn't a concern. 

"Come on," Nadia ordered. "You asked for my help... Let's go!"

"Th-Those are just like underwear, right?" Caprice blushed, seeing them fully unfurled now. "I-I can..."

"Now!" Nadia snapped. "He'll be here any second!"

Caprice sighed, slipping out of her pants and undies, hesitating only a moment before stepping into the waiting Goodnite, letting Nadia tug them up her legs. They snapped into place around her bottom, fitting perfectly, as if they'd been bought for her, and not one of Nadia's charges. They were so thick and infantile compared to her regular underwear... Caprice wrinkled her nose, squirming, instantly questioning this whole plan.

It was too late. "That's him!" Nadia's eyes lit up at the sound of the doorbell. "You'd better wait here... You might not make it back to your room in time. Just lay down on my bed instead."

"B-But," Caprice protested, wanting to point out that her room wasn't that far, that she could probably get there before Nadia answered the door and brought Justin back to the hallway; Nadia was already gone, taking the clothes with her, leaving Caprice with nothing to cover herself, other than what was in Nadia's closet, none of which was likely to fit her well.

With a sigh, she sat on the bed, trying to find a position that seemed comfortable, casual, while her heart kept racing faster and faster, waiting for the sound of footsteps approaching, knowing that Nadia wasn't going to knock, that it was part of the plan for her to just open up and 'surprise' Caprice before she had finished getting ready... They'd discussed it, and Caprice had okayed it, largely because Nadia had told her it was the most natural way to give him a glimpse, and then Nadia would close the door and give Caprice a chance to get dressed... Although, now that she was in Nadia's room, she wasn't sure how that would work...

It was too late to worry about that now. The door opened, and Caprice looked up, trying to look as sexy as she could, all things considered... However, the door didn't close. "Caprice!" Nadia scolded, marching in. "What did I tell you, young lady?! I know your bed might not be super comfortable with the plastic sheet, but it's there for a reason, and I don't have it on mine! What if you fell asleep?! Were you going to do the laundry?!"

This wasn't the plan... Caprice blushed, squirming in her bedwetter pants, realizing Nadia had just implied her problem was far worse than what they'd discussed. "N-No, I..." she shook her head.

"You know what?" Nadia stared down at her, "I think we're going to have to get those diapers after all... If you can't stay off the good furniture, we might just have to Now, go back to your room and think about what you did, unless you want a spanking!"

Caprice had never seen Nadia act this way, so authoritative.... Was this what she was like when she babysat? It would have been impressive, if it hadn't been in front of the boy Caprice wanted to impress. "Nadia, I..." she started to say. She yelped as Nadia snatched up the hairbrush from her nightstand, bringing it down hard on her backside, the padding of the Goodnite helping protect her... But not much. The pain, and shock, of it was enough to make Caprice let loose a trickle of pee into her pants, something she could only pray the other two didn't notice.

"Go!" Nadia pointed to the door, Caprice scrambling to her feet... Just for Nadia to stop her, to grab her arm, her other hand reaching down, giving her Goodnite a caress. "See?" she sighed. "This is why you wear them, Caprice... And why you're supposed to stay off my bed! I'll change you later."

Caprice was absolutely mortified. She wanted to explain things to Justin... But how?! By telling him she was trying to trick him?! Humiliated, and confused, she slunk away, and, as she walked down the hall, she could hear Nadia saying, "I'm sorry, I'm not usually like that... With her, I kind of have to be, though."

"That's all right," Justin replied. "Honestly, it was kind of hot..."

Caprice could hardly believe this... That was supposed to be her! It was almost like Nadia had done it on purpose, had used her, the way Caprice had wanted to use her. Except, instead of Nadia helping Caprice show Justin she had a soft side, Nadia had used Caprice to show she wasn't all soft... That couldn't be it, though, could it? Nadia wouldn't do that... Especially since it would mean, if she and Justin got together, that Caprice would have to be a naughty little bedwetter - one who could soon end up in diapers - under the thumb of her strict roommate/babysitter. And she might even start making Caprice wear protection to work, to keep Justin from noticing anything there, from suspecting it was an act...

As Caprice looked down at her damp Goodnite, rubbing her sore bottom, she had a bad feeling Nadia would, in fact, do exactly that... And that it had already started.