European Vacation - Part 2 (Patreon)

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Claire knew there was no real point in telling the truth anymore... Lisa, somehow, believed Kelly's story, thought, even with the two of them right next to each other, that Claire was the younger sister, that she belonged to be here like this, in diapers... It was mortifying, of course, but, now, there was no reason to fight it. Kelly had her claws into the Nanny, and, without definitive proof, which, in a completely different country from all her things, all her friends, she had no idea how to get, there was no pulling them out.

It was hard to believe this was really what her summer was going to be, as she tossed and turned all night long in her soggy diaper, knowing, the whole time, what was going to happen the next morning, when Lisa discovered it. And, to make it worse, that was how she was going to be spending every night from now on... As early as her bedtime was, she be able to take a gamble, wait until the morning to pee... If Lisa got up early one day, however, and took her by surprise... No, it was better, at least in terms of keeping this a secret from everyone at college, to do it before she went to sleep, even if it meant waking up drenched, like a real bedwetter.

Sure enough, she got evidence of why that was the best course of action when, the next morning, she was awoken to the sound of crinkling, the sensation of a hand, sliding into her PJ bottoms. She nibbled her bottom lip, squirming, not wanting to open her eyes, to find Lisa staring down at her... Then again, would she really have normally been asleep this long, if not for the rapidly cooling squishiness that made the unfamiliar bulk of her diapers that much more uncomfortable?

"Good morning, sleepyhead," the nanny said, shattering Claire's hopes that she could wait her out. She blinked her eyes, shrinking against her sheets, seeing the woman watching her, exactly as she'd feared. "See?" she gave the padding a pat. "This is why we don't trust a dry night or two... Aren't you glad I didn't let you sleep in big girl panties? You'd be in the middle of quite the puddle right now if I did!"

"Y-Yes, ma'am," Claire sighed. She wanted to kick her legs and scream, to tell the woman she wouldn't have, that, in reality, she would have been fine if not for her sister... But misbehavior meant another day in diapers, and Kelly's friends had already seen her in the awful things enough. 

"That's much better," Lisa smiled. "I knew there was a good girl in there somewhere. Now, come along."

"Huh?" Claire frowned as the woman took her hand, pulling her out of the relatively safe cocoon of her bed. "Come along where?" She could be changed right there... There was no reason to go anywhere!

She whimpered as she was led to the door, and out, paraded past the living room, where she might have been able to sneak by unnoticed, until Kelly shouted, "'Morning, Kelly! Don't you look sweet today?" and waved, a ripple of greetings spreading out among her friends, turning to see her, diaper sticking out from her PJ shorts, probably, thanks to Kelly, all knowing the state of it.

The destination, to her surprise, was the bathroom, where Lisa stripped her down, wiped her dry, then set her on the toilet. "Go ahead," she urged, as if this was perfectly normal.

Of course, there was no way Claire was going to use the bathroom right in front of her, when she had no reason to believe she wasn't going to be able to do it on her own anytime she wanted that day. "D-Do you have to be...?" she tried, hoping the nanny would leave her alone.

"Yes," Lisa countered. "I have to make sure you don't try anything sneaky, young lady."

Claire didn't know what, exactly, she had to be sneaky about, but, without privacy, she was finished anyway. "I'm fine," she said.

Lisa frowned. "Are you sure? There's nothing else you'd like to do while you're there?" Claire shook her head, was helped down off the toilet... And immediately regretted her decision, as Lisa opened up the cabinet under the sink, and pulled out an enema bag. "I guess you'll need some help after all."

"No, no, no," Claire shook her head, trying to back away, but there was nowhere to go. "Wh-What are you...? No!" She groaned, watching Lisa start to fill up the enema bag from the sink, mixing in a generous amount of soap. "I don't need that!"

"Your sister is worried about you," Lisa lectured. "She told me you do this when you travel... You get nervous to use any toilet other than your own, so sometimes, you need a little help."

"I don't!" Claire denied it, shaking her head furiously.

"You haven't gone since I've been here," the nanny pointed out. "And I gave you the opportunity."

Claire's eyes expanded almost as much as the red, rubber bag did, watching it be hung on the shower curtain rod, imagining it all going into her, before Lisa turned her around, slipping the nozzle into her. The girl squeaked, then squealed as the flow started, warm, soapy water gushing into her. 

"Stay still," Lisa scolded. "We don't want it coming loose."

It was so much... Claire could practically feel her tummy growing, trying to contain it all. Every time she thought it had to be nearly over, she looked up, saw that the bag barely appeared to have deflated at all. And, to add insult to injury, while that was going on, Lisa was unfolding a fresh diaper, setting it on the closed toilet seat lid.

"Wh-What is that for?" Claire managed to ask, after a few failed attempts.

Of course the explanation started with, 'Your sister,' though Claire had to remind herself, before she got too angry, that she may have done the same thing in Kelly's situation. "Your sister thought it would be best if, on the days you did wet the bed, you stayed in diapers."

"Wh-What?!" That was going too far... Kelly had already threatened her, told her that she was going to have to keep 'wetting the bed', every night... With this, she was ensuring that Claire was going to be spending her entire summer trapped in diapers! And, for the cherry on top, that diaper was sitting on top of the toilet... Was she not even going to be allowed to use it now?!

Sure enough, she was placed on top of it, the nanny calmly powdering her up, taping her into it, while she squirmed and whined. "N-Not this!" Claire begged. "Pl-Please, no!"

"Little girls who wear diapers under my care use them," Lisa informed her. "For everything."

Lisa got Claire dressed, then sent her out of the bathroom while she got things cleaned up. All Claire wanted to do was run and hide, and try to avoid the inevitable... But, of course, Kelly was there, waiting for her.

"There's my baby sister!" she grinned, grabbing her by the wrist, dragging her back to the living room. "Don't you want to play with your friends?"

"Come on, Kelly," she groaned. "N-Not now..."

"Are you telling me no?" Kelly raised an eyebrow. "Such a naughty girl... Lucky for you, I know how to deal with those."

Before Claire could react, Kelly had sat down, pulled her over her lap. Claire gasped, wriggling frantically, her sister's legs against her overly full stomach almost too much for her.

"You've needed this for a very long time," Kelly said, pushing Claire's skirt up, exposing the seat of her diaper for a quick, surprise smack. The padding kept it from hurting too much, though Claire did still let out a yelp... It was motivated by something else, however.

"What's this?" Kelly smirked, pushing her hand to the diaper again. "What's going on in there? Is somebody having an accident?"

"N-No," Claire grunted, fighting with every ounce of her strength to keep it from being true, even as she helplessly filled her diaper, right on her sister's lap, in front of the girl's friends.

Claire was almost ready to give up, thinking that there was no coming back from this, as she was passed from girl to girl. "No way!" she'd hear from some of them, as they gave her lumpy bottom a pat, or a squeeze. "She didn't really... Did she?"

"She really stunk this place up, didn't she?" Kelly finally broke it up. "Come on, let's get out of here."

She'd expected this... There was no other explanation. She had a note written up, ready to go, explaining to Lisa how they were all sad they'd had to leave Kelly behind, but they had a reservation they were going to miss, and they didn't have time to make it there after changing a poopy diaper. Claire considered ripping it up before Lisa could see it... What difference would it make, though? Why bother? 

Claire sat, sulking, in the middle of the living room floor in her messy diaper, feeling sorry for herself... Until she had a flash of genius. When Lisa finished in the bathroom, she came out to find Claire trying to shove Kelly's sleeping bag, from where it had been laid out in the living room so she and her friends could stay up late and watch movies, into the washing machine.

"What are you doing, dear?" Lisa asked. "I saw your sister's note... I'm sorry you had to miss going out with your friends. Better to do it here than while you're out on the town, though, isn't it?"

"Y-Yeah, I suppose," Claire nodded, mind racing, trying to think of a natural way to shift topics back, afraid that Lisa would have already forgotten her first question. Luckily, that wasn't the case.

"Why are you washing this?" she chuckled. "It's nice of you to try to be helpful, but it will take you all day if you're going to clean everyone's bag."

"Well," Claire stared down at her feet, attempting to look sweet, and bashful, "n-not everyone's bag needs to be cleaned..."

Water was already rushing into the machine, keeping her from even having to do anything to fake it. She grinned, staring down at the water, watching the bubbles rising from the soap. It reminded her of the enema... But that was okay. As mortifying as that had been, this was going to be almost as bad for her sister.

"What are you talking about?" Lisa furrowed her brow. "Did somebody have an accident?"

"I-I'm not supposed to say," Claire shook her head, her expression turning more worried as she looked away from the depths of the washing machine. "B-But... I'm not supposed to lie to you, either, am I, Nanny Lisa?"

"No, you aren't," Lisa confirmed. "So, why don't you tell me what's going on?"

Claire gulped, fighting the urge to smile. "I'm sorry I fibbed about not being a bedwetter," she said. "The truth is... It kind of runs in the family..." She'd told Lisa the truth, that they were step-sisters, but she wasn't sure the woman had heard, or believed her... 

And her reaction only confirmed that. "That does tend to happen," Lisa nodded. "I wish she would have let me know... Or at least did something to protect her sleeping bag. That wasn't very mature of her... And neither is making you deal with it."

Claire looked up at her with big, innocent eyes. "I'm just trying to be a good sister," she lied.

"Is something wrong? Is Kelly feeling sick?" Kelly asked as she followed Lisa to the nanny's bedroom. She didn't want Claire to be ill, though the thought of potentially getting to see her wriggling across Lisa's lap as she had her temperature taken was fun enough that she didn't mind missing out on part of the sleepover to experience it.

"Claire," Lisa said, her voice sounding very different... Or, rather, very similar to the tone she used with 'Kelly', instead. Kelly gulped, shifting her weight, wondering if, somehow, Claire had convinced Lisa of the truth, if things were about to go very badly for her. "I had a talk with your sister this morning..."

"I-I can explain!" Kelly blurted out. "I-It's not what it seems like!"

"I'm not mad," Lisa cut her off. "Well... I wouldn't be, if not for the way you handled it. Accidents happen, Claire, no matter how old you are, but the difference between a child, like Kelly, and an adult, like you, is how you choose to react, and prepare... And that's why I'm giving you a choice."

Kelly was completely lost, and the diaper Lisa produced didn't clear anything up. "Do you... want me to change Kelly?" she frowned.

Lisa sighed. "Claire, please... From our conversations, I thought you were more mature than this. I know it might be embarrassing to go back to your friends in this, but..."

"Whoa!" Kelly was aghast, hardly able to believe her ears. Was she serious?! "I'm not wearing that at all, much less around my friends!" After all the fun they'd had tormenting Claire for being in them, she wasn't about to show back up to the living room wearing one herself...

"That's up to you," Lisa nodded. "For now."

After that, Kelly had been glad to have her new friends' parents come to pick her up the next day, and take her back to camp. She was shaken by it, confused... Part of her didn't want to return to the house the next weekend, but her friends insisted on it. And, to be fair, she was looking forward to seeing how much meeker and sweeter Claire had gotten after a full week of diapers.

She and her friends ditched Claire on Saturday again, and, when she returned that evening, she was happy to get back to teasing her sister until her nice, early bedtime... Until Lisa decided she was going to bed as well.

She asked to talk to Kelly, and, this time, recalling the weirdness last weekend, Kelly brought one of the other girls, Francine, with her, thinking there was no way Lisa would try anything with her there.

She was wrong. "Are you sure you want her here?" she asked, and, when Kelly nodded, she continued on, as if Francine wasn't even there. "I'm going to give you one more chance, Claire," she offered a diaper. 

Francine snorted, earning a dirty look from Kelly. "I-I told you, I don't need those! I'm not my little sister!"

"Then why don't you tell me, Claire," Lisa stood up from her bed, Kelly swallowing, shrinking as she felt the full weight of the nanny's authority from the receiving end for the first time, "why your little sister has had to wash your sleeping bag for you two weeks in a row? I made her let me check it this week before she did, and, sure enough, it was wet..."

"N-No, it wasn't!" Kelly stammered, turning to Francine, then Lisa, not knowing which she wanted to convince of that more. "I-I swear! She's framing me! I-I don't wet the bed!"

But she'd urged Lisa, over and over, to be strict with Kelly... And, it seemed, she was more than willing to use those instructions on her, as well.

She'd brought Francine along to help her, but, it turned out, friends that she'd made purely because she'd been bragging about how she'd reduced her older sister to an overgrown toddler also found it amusing to see the tables turned.

"Can I try?" Francine asked, as she watched Kelly getting taped into the big, bulky diaper with delight. "I'm an only child, so I've never really gotten the chance to try changing a diaper."

"Of course!" Lisa smiled. "You can to that side... All you have to do is make sure you pull it up nice and snug..."

"Francine!" Kelly kicked her feet. "Don't you dare!"

"Now, now, Claire," Lisa chuckled, "she only wants to help... You could learn a few things from her, I think."

Kelly sulked, staring up at her 'friend', trying to beg her to stop, even as she felt the tapes being pushed down, massaged into place, sealing her into her thick, crinkly prison. How was she supposed to go face the rest of her friends like this?! There was no way the pants she'd been wearing were going to fit over it!

Thankfully, Lisa wasn't so cruel that she didn't notice that. "Stay here," she ordered. "I'll go get your PJs for you."

Kelly gulped, looking up at Francine, now that she was alone with her. "Y-You can't tell the others," she said. "I-I promise, it isn't true..."

"Aww, it's okay," Francine stroked Kelly's hair. "You don't have to be afraid..."

Kelly felt a smile start to cross her face, thinking that she was all right... Francine had leverage over her now, and maybe she'd use it to make her do stuff for her back at camp, but she wouldn't want to give that up... Of course she was going to help her keep this a secret from their other friends...

And then Francine grabbed a mug of tea from Lisa's bedside table and poured it into Kelly's diaper. "Miss Lisa!" she called out, as soon as the woman came back in, while Kelly was still sitting there, in shock. "She used her diaper already!"

"Claire!" Lisa scolded. "Is that true?! Why didn't you go use the toilet, you silly girl?!" The tea was warm enough to sell Francine's lie, to Kelly's dismay, as she was given a diaper check, not unlike the many she'd seen Claire get. "Honestly... I don't know what I'm going to do with you. You're almost as bad as your sister!" She shook her head. "Well, Francine... Would you like a little more experience with childcare? I'm happy to teach you about discipline..."

Kelly was spanked by her friend, and then changed by her, the nanny standing by, letting her handle the whole thing, before putting Kelly into her pajamas and sending her back to the sleepover.

"Y-You can't tell the others," Kelly begged Francine, as they made their way down the hall. "Please... I-If you do, we're not coming back here again for the rest of the summer!" Obviously, that had already been the plan... She wasn't about to run the risk of Lisa making her do this every time she came over.

"You're going to do whatever I say," Francine corrected her. "Including telling the staff at camp all about your bedwetting problem after I march you into the nurse's office Sunday... You know why?" Kelly swallowed, staring up at the other girl, realizing that, while she still had all the power over her sister, Francine had almost the same amount over her. "Because the only thing better than having a pathetic little adult baby to play with on the weekends is having one in the cabin at camp with me, full-time."