CYOA: The Exchange Student - Chapter 14 (Story) (Patreon)

Anna sighed, uncovering her face slowly to look down at herself, at the baby diapers staring up at her mockingly. Maybe, she told herself, if somebody was looking out their windows and saw her, they'd assume she was an actual toddler, dressed this way, so long as they didn't spend too long outside... And, if she was with Karissa, then they wouldn't have any reason to be concerned.

"Y-You really think they'll be eating?" she asked quietly.

Karissa hesitated, which was not exactly a good sign. "I don't know," she confessed. "I think there's a decent chance of it, though."

"A decent chance, huh?" Anna fidgeted. Was that the best she was going to get? It seemed like it at this point. "Okay," she decided, nodding her head, resigning herself to whatever happened. "Let's go in the front door."

"All right," Karissa replied, sounding a bit surprised. "If you're sure."

Anna rolled her eyes. "No, of course I'm not!" she exclaimed. "But we can't sit out here all day, and it might be the best option? I don't know!"

"Okay, okay," Karissa reached over, rubbing her back. "It's going to be fine no matter what happens, Anna. I'll be there with you."

"I-I know," Anna sniffed, looking up at her. Was this what it felt like to have a big sister? She felt a little guilty, certain she'd never made Max feel this safe, this protected... He had just moved in not that long ago, sure; she'd just arrived here today, mere hours ago, and already Karissa was being a better older sibling than Anna ever had been. To be fair, though, she'd had practice.

Anna took a deep breath, nodded. "Let's go," she announced, wanting to get it over with before she lost her nerve. Karissa opened up her car door and got out, Anna waiting and watching as she started to walk around the car, not following suit until Karissa was most of the way there, peering back curiously when she hadn't heard Anna's door, probably wondering if Anna had changed her mind. Anna hopped out of the car, pushing the door closed and scrambling over to Karissa, huddling behind her. It wasn't perfect, obviously... If any of Karissa's family was looking out the window, it would block their view, but not that of any neighbors doing the same. It did help a bit, however.

"You've got this," Karissa promised as she paused for at the front door, the moment of truth.

"I-I hope so," Anna told her. It definitely didn't feel that way, though, as Karissa opened up the door, Anna's heart pounding as she hid behind her new friend, feeling a spurt of warmth in her diaper from her fear as she waited to see who would be on the other side...

Thankfully for her, if not her Pampers, it was nobody. Karissa had been right after all, it seemed. Anna let out a breath she'd barely noticed she was holding, a huge weight lifting off her shoulders when she stepped inside, Karissa closing the door behind them.

"Is that you, girls?" her mother called. "We're eating!"

"We'll be there in a second!" Karissa answered, taking Anna by the hand, leading her to their room.

"Thank you!" Anna blurted out, giving her a hug.

"I just brought you inside," Karissa chuckled. "It's no big deal." She did hug Anna back anyway, then, as they broke apart, didn't quite manage to hide a smirk. "Do you need a change again already, you little fountain?"

Anna blushed, tugging at the hem of her shirt. She should have known an experienced babysitter like Karissa would notice. "N-No," she shook her head. "I-It wasn't that big an accident... Was it?"

She had to look down to confirm, giving the padding a poke, which really did make her feel like her story was true, like she needed these diapers, hardly was able to tell when she'd used them, much less how much... Like maybe she actually did belong in kindergarten, not her senior year at high school.

It didn't help that Karissa knelt down, giving her diaper a check as well. "Hmm, I suppose not," she declared. "I guess you're used to being at least a little wet most of the time, huh?"

Anna nodded, head a bit fuzzy with pleasant embarrassment at the implication, even if she knew it would make sense, if she really was incontinent as she claimed. "U-Usually..."

"Well, that just means I'll have to check you often to be sure you don't leak like you did on the plane," Karissa winked, the words making Anna feel as if she were getting even smaller, even younger. There was a part of her that wanted to insist she didn't need it, that she was a big girl, while another, louder, part told her to be quiet, to accept it. There was something so sweet, so innocent, so infantile about that...

"I-I'd hate to get anything in your nice room wet," she blushed, bashfully digging through her suitcase to grab another pair of shorts. She half expected Karissa to take them from her, help her into them, but she wasn't too disappointed when the girl merely watched her step in and pull them up over her diaper. She was about to go face the rest of the family, after all, so she didn't want to slip into total little-space mode.

"Sorry, girls," Mrs. Florez said as the pair made their way into the dining room. "Aidan was hungry."

"N-No, it's fine," Anna assured her, struggling to remind herself that she was an adult, and needed to act like one, no matter how she felt, toddling along with a soggy diaper beneath her shorts. "Th-Thank you for the food."

"Oh, that's very polite of you, but you don't have to thank me for that, dear," Mrs. Florez smiled. "As long as you're under my roof, I'm going to take care of you."

She meant that in more ways than just feeding her, or refusing to let her do the dishes when she offered. She tapped on Karissa's door a little while after supper, poking her head in after Karissa called for her to come in. "Are you girls getting ready for bed?"

"In a bit," Karissa told her.

"What about you, Anna?" Mrs. Florez asked. "Are you tired?"

Anna glanced nervously over at Karissa. "In a bit," she repeated her friend's words.

"Don't make her stay up too late," Mrs. Florez admonished Karissa. "She's had a long day."

"No, I'm fine!" Anna promised.

"Are you?" Mrs. Florez raised an eyebrow, stepping in and closing the door. "Why don't you let me see?"

It took Anna a moment to process what she was asking, her cheeks lighting up as soon as she did. "I-I'm okay," Anna told her shyly, playing with the hem of her shirt.

"Anna," Mrs. Florez smiled, her tone sounding very much like she was talking to a toddler, rather than a young adult. "Let me see..."

Obediently, Anna slid down off her bed, shuffling over, letting her host mother unbutton her shorts. "Oh, my goodness!" she beamed as soon as she saw the Pamper underneath. "Look at these! These are exactly the same as the ones Aidan wore, aren't they?"

"Yeah, I guess," Karissa shrugged. "Leave her alone, mom, you're embarrassing her."

"Oh, she's fine," Mrs. Florez waved her off. "And wet, aren't you?"

"She's not that wet," Karissa replied defensively. Anna squirmed, blushing, listening to the two of them arguing over her. She wanted to take responsibility... But Mrs. Florez had basically already told her she wasn't allowed to change herself, so it really was on the two of them to do it for her.

"She is if she's about to go to bed!" Mrs. Florez pointed out. "I'll take care of it. I found something for her anyway. Come on, Anna." She held out her hand, Anna looking at Karissa for a moment before taking it, letting herself be led back to the master bedroom, and then the attached bathroom.

"You didn't have any messy accidents today, did you?" Mrs. Florez asked her. Anna shook her head, fidgeting, having almost forgotten that she'd told the woman that happened from time to time. "Good girl!" Mrs. Florez praised her, making her blush all the harder at that being seen as an accomplishment. "But did you go poopy at all?"

Anna wasn't sure if she was doing it on purpose, or if that was just how she was used to saying it, at least while speaking to someone in diapers; either way, the phrasing really made her feel like a little kid, standing in front of her like this, squishy Pampers beneath her shorts. "N-No," she admitted.

"You don't have to be afraid," Mrs. Florez chuckled. "I'm not mad... I don't want you to get constipated or anything, though. Why don't you try to use the potty before bed?"

"Okay," Anna nodded. "I will."

"Good girl," Mrs. Florez smiled, bending over, starting to unbutton Anna's shorts once more.

"W-Wait, what..?" Anna blinked, trying to squirm away in confusion. "I-I'll try later..."

"But I'm about to put you in your nighttime diaper now, sweetie," Mrs. Florez informed her. "You have to do it now."

Anna's face turned bright red, eyes flicking over towards the toilet. "R-Right now?" She didn't feel like she had to go that badly, and she wasn't certain if the woman planned on leaving, or if she was going to stay and watch... She almost definitely wouldn't be able to do it in that case! That would be way too humiliating...

"I know you took a nap," Mrs. Florez brushed a strand of hair out of Anna's eyes, "but you need your rest. I know traveling can make people constipated sometimes..."

"Y-Yeah," Anna agreed, jumping on that as a way out of this embarrassing conversation. "I-I think..."

"It's important to get things back to normal as soon as possible after that," Mrs. Florez said. "I have some things that could help you out, if you need."

"O-Oh, I-I'm not sure..." Anna shook her head, but she was worried she'd backed herself into a corner. She'd already confessed that she hadn't gone yet today... If she said no to these now, and then couldn't use the toilet regularly, would Mrs. Florez use something to help her along anyway? What if that still wasn't enough in the moment, and she wound up going in her diaper once she was back in Karissa's room?! She was curious to try that, though maybe not so soon... And maybe not potentially in the middle of the night, when it might look like she had more than a bed wetting problem...

Even without whatever Mrs. FLorez had in mind, that might happen, she realized. It was true, she hadn't gone today, and while the need didn't feel urgent yet, it was possible it might sometime during the night... She wasn't sure what would happen then, if she'd try to go, to see what it was like, or try to sneak out to the bathroom without waking up Karissa - or, worse, Aidan - on her way to the bathroom to see if she could slide the diaper down without damaging it and use the toilet...

"I think you'll feel much better if you just get it all out now," Mrs. Florez cooed at her. "So, sweetie... What do you want to do?"

Anna gulped, trying to decide how she was going to face this last humiliation of a very long day. "Umm... Well..."

What should she do?

Try to use the toilet on her own?

Ask for 'help' from Mrs. Florez?

Or see if she can back out of her promise to try to go now at all?