Victoria's Secret - Chapter 12 (Patreon)

"Here you go," Tyler propped her phone up on the coffee table, in front of Victoria, patting her on the head condescendingly. "This is just for you!"

Vickie glowered at her, wanting to point out how easy it would be for her to look away, at the television screen, but, other than for the sake of her dignity, there wasn't much of a reason to do so. All she'd accomplish with that would be to give them incentive to find a way around that, somehow. While she didn't mind the thought of being in a separate room, away from the girls, alone with Tyler's phone when she hadn't had her own in what felt like an eternity, her whole experience with her babysitters so far told her they'd find a way to keep her from being able to enjoy it.

It was better to stay quiet, let them think she was paying attention to whatever baby show Tyler was sure to have on her phone, and sneakily watch the movie instead. Perhaps after, when there was nothing they could do about it, she'd reveal what she'd done, how she'd outsmarted them... Although, even now, that seemed like a pretty generous word for tilting her head slightly.

"And let's get these in," Tyler slid an earbud into one of Victoria's ears. "We wouldn't want you to overhear all that yucky kissing, either! It might distract you from your show!"

Vickie glowered at Tyler as she popped in the second earbud, the sound in the room around her growing surprisingly muffled for how small the things were. That was going to make things more difficult, she had to admit... They still couldn't stop her from seeing the movie they were watching, but if she couldn't hear what was going on, there wasn't much point bothering with that.

She squirmed on the floor, feeling frustrated, feeling the bulk of her training panties follow her wiggling backside; how had she thought she'd be able to pull this off, when they'd already gotten her into those?! She was determined not to watch anything on the phone, but as soon as Tyler tapped play, there was nothing she could do about it.

She heard the music first, bright and cheery, and, even though it definitely sounded like it came out of the type of show she had no interest in, because it was meant for toddlers, something about it drew her in, made her look over at the screen... And, as soon as she did that, it was over.

If she'd been asked what the video was about, she wouldn't have had an answer. She remembered pretty colors, and entrancing, swirly designs dancing across the screen, but that was about it. To be honest, it made her feel a little uncomfortable, sick to her stomach, as she stared at it, wondering if something was wrong, if Tyler's phone was glitching, and she was going to be blamed for it, despite not touching it herself. Whether it was intentional or not, it seemed wrong.

Unfortunately, she couldn't drag her eyes away from it. She could turn her head, at least a bit, but her gaze stayed locked firmly ahead, and, as soon as her eyes were about to lose focus on the screen, her neck refused to go any further. Attempts to stand didn't even get that far, her legs simply staying where they were, not moving under her at all, and the music was growing so loud and overwhelming, she was certain she'd never be able to speak over it. She knew she had earbuds in, yet she was positive the sound was so loud it was leaking out, and drowning out the movie. She nibbled at her lip, fidgeting anxiously in her trainers, hoping one of the girls would see her discomfort and help her, unable to look back and see if they were trying, or to follow through on her dastardly plot to glance at the television instead so she could know if they'd so much as pushed play on their movie.

In all her squirming, she started to notice a new sensation... Not completely new, as she'd experienced it before, embarrassingly, but new for now. She managed a weak squeak, hand moving to her crotch, trying to stop it, feeling the warm squishiness slowly expanding through the training panties, defying her best efforts. There was a warmth growing in her cheeks as well, realizing she was doing this right in front of her sitters, and Tyler, praying they didn't know, that her futile struggles weren't giving it away, giving them a reason to watch her as she helplessly peed her pants.

And then, the next thing she knew, she was being saved from it all, the music growing quieter as one of the earbuds was taken away, then vanishing altogether when the second was removed. Had they decided to take mercy on her, seeing her reaction to the video? Or had they seen her piddling in her panties, and were going to punish her for it? That certainly seemed more true to Taylor and Sawyer's brand of babysitting.

"That was a good movie!" Taylor exclaimed, stretching on the couch. "It's a good thing Vickie didn't watch it, though... She definitely couldn't have handled it."

What was she talking about?! There was no way they'd finished the entire movie already... It had been hard to keep track of time in the midst of all that, yet that was one thing she knew for sure. Before she could bring it up, however, she turned around to get a better look at them, to see if it was a joke, and felt the sodden fabric under her squish, cool and clammy.

How could that be possible? She'd just done it! She almost reached down and touched it, but, with the video gone, she felt more aware of where she was, and that the other girls were watching her, and didn't want to invite the questions it would bring if she suddenly started probing at her padding under her shorts.

"Well, girls," Tyler said, winding the earbud cable up, slipping it back into her purse. "It's been fun, but I have a date with my boyfriend now. We're going to do lots of naughty things that Vickie here knows nothing about."

"I know all about being naughty!" Vickie shot back, before realizing how it sounded. She definitely felt naughty, sitting in the middle of her living room in soggy pants, but not in the way Tyler meant.

"She does," Sawyer agreed. "We have to spank her all the time. I'm sure she's done something now that deserves it, if you want to stay and watch... Or help."

Victoria blushed, wondering if the girl was hinting that she knew about her accident, or simply teasing her, making her think about going over Tyler's lap, when she barely knew her, imagining having her shorts peeled back, her wet trainers exposed...

"Oh, I have no doubt she has," Tyler smirked. "Maybe another time." She patted Vickie on the head. "Until next time... Behave yourself."

There was a part of Victoria that was sad to see Tyler go, although she couldn't quite articulate why. She was very pretty, but she knew if she saw the girl in whatever pajamas she'd brought with her, she'd only feel more self-conscious about her own body... Not to mention that, eventually, the sitters were going to find out about her drenched training panties, and she didn't want that to happen in front of Tyler. And it wasn't like Sawyer and Taylor had been any nicer to her with Tyler around... Having someone else there with her, however, felt like there was a buffer, like she wasn't just trapped with them, stuck doing whatever they wanted, even if that had been the case anyway.

As she left, it seemed odd to Vickie that she'd come by at all. Had the date come up during the movie? Had she not known about it beforehand? It was possible she'd decided to ditch them when something better had come along... Except, Victoria had been using her phone throughout the whole movie, to watch the video.

"That's too bad," Sawyer gave a big, almost theatrical, shrug. "I mean, sleepovers are okay with three people, but when one of those is a baby who's going to have to go to bed early..."

"Oh, don't worry," Taylor winked, the whole thing feeling weirdly artificial, like they'd rehearsed it. "I know someone else we can call."

"No!" Vickie shook her head. "We don't need to call anyone!" She didn't want to see any more of their friends... If they were the girls' age, there was a chance she'd babysat them, too, and, especially now that her trainers were soaked, she didn't feel up to letting anyone else she'd been in charge of see her this way.

A few minutes later, probably not long enough for anyone to actually get ready, only furthering her suspicions that this wasn't as spontaneous as they pretended, the doorbell rang again, and, just like her parents had, Taylor ordered, "Go answer that, Vickie."

"Why don't you?" Victoria sulked. They were still making her sit on the floor in front of the couch, while they looked at their phones and giggled. They weren't doing anything! And this was one of their friends...

"Wow," Sawyer raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong, Vickie? Did you want that spanking after all? Because we can still give it to you, whether Tyler is here to watch or not..."

"We could always record it so she could see," Taylor suggested helpfully.

"N-No!" Victoria blushed, shaking her head. "I-I'm sorry, ma'am!"

"Now she remembers her manners," Sawyer smirked. "But is it soon enough?"

Taylor put a finger to her lips, tapping away thoughtfully. "I dunno..."

Vickie nibbled at her lip again, wondering if she'd gone too far, if the first thing whoever this new person was would see at the sleepover was her getting her bottom warmed, likely extra hard once her soggy training pants were exposed. A fresh trickle of wetness warmed her cool padding, thinking about how it might be another former client, how they might immediately get to see exactly how far she'd fallen...

"I-I'll go!" she offered, scrambling to her feet.

"Of course you will," Sawyer agreed. "And you'd better be nice and polite, or..." she gave her lap a pat.

"Y-Yes, ma'am," Vickie nodded, hurrying to the front door, heart pounding. She'd already wasted so much time, she didn't bother peeking out the window to see who it was, although, as soon as the door was open, she wished she had. "K-Kelly?! What are you doing here?!"

She couldn't help herself... She knew it wasn't a 'nice' or 'polite' response, but Kelly was one of the last people she would have expected to see... Knowing her sitters, however, that meant she should have known that was who they'd invite.

"Wow," Kelly stared down at her. "It's like going back in time..."

Victoria squirmed, thinking, at first, she was talking about her trainers, that she somehow knew what she'd done... But, really, she was talking about everything else. They'd been friends for years, and yet even she hadn't seen Vickie without her high heels or padded bras for most of that time. 

She didn't remember, exactly, how their friendship had started; they'd been kids at the time, so it very well could have been one of them walking up to the other and asking to play. It had probably been Kelly, knowing her, but it was impossible to know for sure anymore. Vickie had felt like she was outgrowing Kelly even before puberty struck her first, and, back then, she'd taken a lot of pleasure in flaunting her developing body over the other girl.

Perhaps it was karma that it had stopped so soon for her, then... Once Kelly's had finally begun, she quickly surpassed Victoria. She wasn't particularly tall, but she was taller than Vickie; her breasts were no bigger than B-cups, yet, compared to Vickie, that was huge. Vickie still maintained that her ass was better, though right now it was an unfair comparison... It was, for once, the one thing that she was getting help emphasizing, whether she liked it or not, thanks to her training pants.

Other than that, however, it felt like she'd gone back in time, to the start of puberty, since she'd never gone much further, and Kelly had gotten to stay her real age. Kelly had been a big part of why she'd started stuffing her bras, and wearing taller and taller shoes, to prove - if only to herself - that she was more mature than her, despite how their bodies looked.

She'd hung out with Kelly less and less, but Kelly had never gotten the hint, apparently. When they found out they were both going to the same college, she'd wanted to be roomies. Vickie had told her no, pretending that she wanted the full college experience, which included getting to know whatever stranger she wound up being roomed with, and then, after the first year, always found someone else before Kelly could ask.

It was much easier to avoid Kelly at college, yet she still popped up from time to time. Not being around her all the time made her more tolerable, and Vickie had been almost willing to consider them friends again... Until the party.

THE party. The one that had started this whole nightmare... Victoria had nearly forgotten Kelly was involved, since so much of the night was a haze to her. She'd definitely been there, though, standing awkwardly at the side of the room, watching. "Maybe you should call it a night," she'd suggested, after Vickie had staggered up to her.

"And maybe you," Vickie had slurred, "should have a drink. Chill out... We're just here to have fun! The school year is over!" She let out a cheer, a few other people taking it up. Kelly was unimpressed.

"Seriously, Vick," Kelly had taken her hand. "I think you've had a little too much..."

Vickie had shoved her away, a bit harder than she'd intended, pushing her against the wall. "And I think you're a little too boring to be here!" she smiled, proud of herself for coming up with the response. "Why did you even show up if you're gonna be a spoilsport?"

"I'm not trying to be a spoilsport," Kelly had sighed. "I'm just worried about you, Vickie..."

"It's a party!" Vickie had rolled her eyes. "It's not like I'm an alcoholic or something because I'm drinking at a party! Maybe you should be more concerned with having fun yourself and not constantly keeping track of how much I've had to drink! You're not my mom, and you aren't my big sister! You're just some loser who happened to go to the same school as me most of my life!"

It was harsher than she would have been, if she were sober, but, at the time, it had felt good to get it out, after all this time. After Kelly had run out of the party, Vickie had taken her own advice, and had another drink, and, by the time the police were breaking the party up, it was all a distant, foggy memory. 

Until now, standing in her doorway, staring up at Kelly, without the benefit of her usual enhancements. She certainly didn't feel more mature than her now... 

"Vickie!" Sawyer called from the living room. "Is it polite to leave your guest standing outside this long?"

"S-Sorry," Victoria blushed, remembering where she was now, what was happening. After what had happened, she wasn't sure she wanted to see Kelly - or if Kelly wanted to see her - but she knew she didn't want to risk getting spanked in front of her. "Come in..." 

Vickie led Kelly to the living room, hoping her saggy trainers weren't too obvious under her shorts... Although, if Kelly was going to be here the whole night, there was no way she could trust Sawyer and Taylor not to bring them up in front of her. 

"Surprise!" Taylor yelled, giggling. 

"We knew you two were friends, so we had to invite her over," Sawyer expounded. "Isn't that fun?"

Not in the slightest... But she couldn't completely blame it on them. "Y-Yes, ma'am," she answered automatically, glad that she had, to keep the sitters happy, though still blushing when she saw Kelly's reaction. Vickie didn't even call teachers 'ma'am' usually... It must be awfully strange, seeing her address someone younger than her that way.

"See?" Taylor turned to Kelly. "I told you things have changed a little."

"I guess you're right," Kelly nodded. "I was worried you were up to something with this, Vickie, especially when you never answered my texts about this sleepover... Or the party... And then had them invite me instead..."

"I don't have my phone!" Victoria explained. She felt bad enough, recalling their argument... She liked to think, if everything else hadn't happened, she would have texted Kelly to apologize for it the next day, but there was no guarantee she would have remembered it even without all the distractions that had come her way since then. Kelly had probably only gotten more mad at her when she didn't say anything, or respond to her, for so long. "It's still back at college! I..."

She frowned, the words refusing to leave her mouth. She wanted to lie, to assure Kelly that she would have definitely texted her, if she could have, but it seemed to get stuck in her throat. "I-I'm..." she tried again, but 'sorry' wouldn't come out, either. It was another fib... She regretted it a little, sure, and yet, there was a part of her that was grateful she'd done it at last, gotten it all out.

"Someone's flustered," Sawyer teased, grinning in a way that made Vickie positive she knew what was happening, and probably more about it than Victoria herself did. "I bet I know what'll help... Another game! And I think I know the perfect one to play right now... Come on, sit down, Kelly. It's time for some Truth or Dare."