Story-Time - Part 5 (Patreon)

"Savannah?"

Savannah looked up, cheeks red as she wiggled on her chair, positive that her professor was about to call her out, that the woman knew what was going on, why the girl had been unable to sit still the past few minutes.

It was Savannah's fault, of course; she should have known that she should have changed between classes, but she'd gotten lazy. Her trainers could last another hour, surely! And then, almost as soon as she'd sat down, she realized what a mistake that was. She'd had to pee more than she'd thought. There might have been time to step out, run down the hallway to the bathroom, and use it... She hadn't tried. She'd waited as long as she could, which was much shorter than she'd expected, and let go.

She'd already been a bit soggy. She'd told herself she'd let go a little early on purpose, still unsure if Ms. Sophia somehow knew if they used their Pull-Ups or not, yet convinced that she got extra credit if she did. In reality, she just hadn't quite been quick enough to make it to the toilet before dribbling slightly. She hadn't been too worried about it...

Until she'd gone again, sitting here in class, a much bigger 'accident' soaking into her padding. On its own, it would have been fine... With that extra bit of liquid, however small, she wasn't so certain. She didn't dare look down at herself, see if there was a wet spot on her shorts, but that was because she was afraid she knew the answer already.

And now her teacher was there, standing over her, smiling down at her in a way that felt so much like a babysitter who felt sorry for her charge, while knowing that, since they were just a little kid, they couldn't help it. Savannah swallowed, sitting up slightly straighter, wincing as she felt a squish beneath her. "Y-Yes, ma'am?"

"Good job," the professor told her, setting Savannah's latest paper down on her desk, graded. "I've been very pleased with your improvements lately. Keep it up!"

Was that a wink? A smirk? Did her professor know what was going on, what Savannah was doing to get these better grades? Savannah had no idea how that was possible, yet that didn't stop her from worrying about it, from putting a quick halt to the pride that otherwise started to well up inside her at the praise. At last, she peeked down between her legs, and the teacher kept talking, telling her about what she'd liked in her paper, letting out a horrified squeak at the sight of a tell-tale stain on her crotch. Had her professor seen it?! Had anyone else in the class, as they watched this exchange?!

"Th-Thanks!" she blurted out. "S-Sorry, but I need to... I hafta... I-I'll be back in a minute!"

She had to get out of the room before it got any worse, before the leak spread, or she left a puddle beneath her in her desk. She scrambled to her feet, yanking her bag off the back of her chair to hold in front of her crotch, and rushed out of the classroom, heart pounding.

She should put a stop to this... She should stop going to the study group, if it was doing this to her. But... She'd already given up her boyfriend over it, and her grades were doing so much better. She didn't have to stress over her scholarship at all now, and she'd hate to go back to that, or have all her progress so far be for nothing...

It was concerning, however, how many close calls she was having, how close she got to repeating this incident, and leaking all over herself... And how little, if any, warning she got before it happened, before she wet her Pull-Ups at times.

So it was hard for her to put up much of a fight when Ms. Sophia announced, at the next study group, "You're all doing so well at collecting your gold stars that I think you're ready for something more advanced," while handing out a stack of diapers to each of them to take home, rather than their usual trainers.

"B-But I don't need..." Savannah protested automatically, one knowing look from Ms. Sophia enough to cut her off, to make her positive that the woman was well aware of what a lie that was, and how much Savannah herself knew it to be so. Savannah might not like it, yet, judging by the number of accidents she'd been having lately, she couldn't exactly claim she didn't need some extra protection.

She was definitely glad she'd broken up with Flinn now... If he saw her in these, in full-on diapers... Maybe she could have explained away the Pull-Ups, claiming it was 'just in case', as Ms. Sophia liked to say, but the diapers were so much bigger, so much more intentional... You wouldn't wear these unless you knew you had a problem... Knew you needed them...

Was this really worth it? Could she skate by the rest of the semester on what she'd accomplished already? Keeping her Pull-Ups hidden had been stressful enough! How was she going to stop all of her friends from noticing she was wearing diapers now?!

When it came her turn to toddle up to Ms. Sophia with one of her new diapers, handing it over to be changed into it, however, she didn't say anything, didn't tell the woman that she was dropping out, that she wasn't going to do this. She just quietly, blushingly, laid there and let herself be snugly taped into her diaper, like Felicity and Kaydence before her.

"Wonderful!" Ms. Sophia clapped her hands. "Now, I have another surprise for you all... As cute as your outfits always are, I think it would be a good idea to give you uniforms to wear. I find it helps my students to get in the mindset for learning if they have special clothes they wear just for that. So I'm going to send you home in these, and I want you to show up at the library in them from now on."

Savannah knew, right away, that she wasn't going to like this, her stomach tying up in knots as Ms. Sophia took Felicity by the hand, leading her to a closet at the back of the room and vanishing inside. Savannah glanced over at Kaydence nervously, trying to gauge whether she was having the same feelings as her. "This is dumb, right?" she asked, poking at the padding around her waist. "Diapers?! We're in college!"

"Yeah, I guess," Kaydence shrugged. "But... It's working, isn't it?"

Before Savannah could formulate a response, Felicity returned, Savannah's eyes nearly bulging out of her skull when she saw what the girl was wearing. She was in a pink t-shirt, a pair of pink, frilly ankles socks, pink Velcro sneakers, and a fluffy, pink tutu skirt that ended halfway down her diaper, leaving the rest of her padding on display.

"I-I can't wear that!" Savannah protested.

"Well, that isn't your uniform, silly," Ms. Sophia informed her, holding her hand out while Felicity obediently sat down. "Come along, Kaydence, dear."

Kaydence went into the closet, while Savannah gawked at Felicity. "Y-You're not really going to wear that, are you?" she demanded. Even wearing it in the library seemed humiliating, but if Ms. Sophia actually expected them to show up here in it... That meant they'd have to put it on at college, walk across campus in it...

"I think it's cute," Felicity giggled. Of course she would... What did she know?!

"Well, some of us want to get boyfriends again at some point," Savannah huffed.

"Oh, I already have," Felicity said off-handedly, not sounding like she was meaning to brag, though, to Savannah, still emotionally fresh off of her break-up, it came off that way.

"Yeah, right," she rolled her eyes. She knew Felicity had been going out with someone at some point, but that had been a while ago now... There was no way she could have found anyone else while she was wearing Pull-Ups for 'homework'! She had to be lying.

The closet door opened and Kaydence was led out, looking, to Savannah's horror, even more embarrassingly infantile than Felicity. Her outfit was nearly the same, except her shirt was a bit shorter, stopping just high enough above the waistband of her diaper to leave a hint of her tummy peeking out... More importantly, she had no skirt at all, so her diaper was on full display, as if she'd forgotten to finish getting dressed. Her shoes and socks, however, indicated that wasn't the case, that this was, indeed, her complete outfit.

Savannah blushed bright red on Kaydence's behalf, feeling a dribble of warmth into her own diaper. She could see where this was going... Was she going to get a shirt at all, or would she be expected to toddle to the library in just a diaper?! "No, I can't!" she pouted, seeing Ms. Sophia's hand open, outstretched, beckoning her.

"Come on, Savannah," Ms. Sophia called. "It's your turn."

"I don't wanna!" Savannah whined.

"Such a fussy girl... Are you ready for your nap already?" Ms. Sophia teased, walking over, taking Savannah's hand, pulling her up. Savannah felt her feet moving, watched the closet door getting closer and closer, unable to bring herself to dig her heels in, to stop it... She didn't want this, but, at the same time, she didn't want to lose her improved grades, either.

"Oh, I see," Ms. Sophia told her when they were inside, and she started undressing her. "Wet already... That's why you're cranky. Don't worry, we'll take care of that."

"No, that's not why!" Savannah shook her head. "I-I don't want everyone to see my diaper!"

"You don't have to be afraid," Ms. Sophia assured her. "Nobody's going to mind if you don't."

"Well, I do!" Savannah stomped her foot, doing nothing to stop Ms. Sophia from tugging a pink t-shirt over her head, and a pair of frilly pink ankle socks over her feet, just like the other two. Savannah whimpered, imagining herself waddling across campus, hand in hand with Felicity and Kaydence, dressed like this, feeling the damp patch in her diaper grow at the thought.

"Come on," Ms. Sophia snapped her out of the daydream. "Step in."

Savannah glanced down, a wave of relief washing over her to see the woman kneeling at her feet, holding open a pair of shortalls. They were pink, too, like everything else, and there was definitely a bulge in the crotch once they were pulled up and the straps were fastened - not to mention the snaps running along the crotch, too, leaving no doubt what she was wearing underneath - but the diaper itself was hidden, completely out of sight. Compared to the other two girls, Savannah felt practically grown-up in the outfit.

That lasted only as long as it took for her to be led back out of the closet, and to be laid down, the snaps on the crotch of her shortalls popped open. "Come on over here, Kaydence!" Ms. Sophia called.

"Wh-Why do you need her?" Savannah asked, blushing to see the other girl trotting to her side, looking so babyish in her t-shirt and diaper.

"Well," Ms. Sophia said, "since you're all going to be wearing your diapers all the time now, I need to teach one of you how to change diapers properly... And Kaydence here has earned some extra responsibilities from the amount of gold stars she's earned."

Savannah's face lit up as she realized she was the test dummy here, the one Kaydence was going to be taught on, since, apparently, she'd used her diapers before either of the others, to her embarrassment. How had she peed her pants before Felicity?!

Even more than that, though... Was there a tinge of jealousy? She didn't want to be stuck having to give out diaper changes, but... She didn't like the idea that Kaydence had more gold stars than her. It was so silly, such a childish thing to think about, to care about... Considering everything else, however, considering what she was wearing, how many accidents she'd been having lately, 'childish' might be the best she could hope for a this point. At the very least, that was a step up from 'babyish'...