Your New Babysitters (Part 8) (Patreon)

Part 8

It was happenning and there was nothing you could do about it. You were wetting yourself uncontrollably, peeing in your already soaked Goodnites while you held the dress you had on, showing everyone around what a pissy little sissy you were.

You weren’t sure exactly why you were doing it. Maybe you mustered up the courage to interrupt Gabriella’s imminent spanking by providing a distraction. Maybe on the contrary you were so scared that you started peeing youself like a little girl. Whichever it was, the end-result was the same.

You were deliberately exposing your triple Pull-Ups, which were covered up by thick, cotton training panties. All while relieving yourself in them. Because the first Goodnite you had on was already very wet, it didn’t take long before it saturated and leaked into the padding of the second Goodnite, which was technically dry. 

You: I’m sorry... I’m sorry, I don’t know why it happened, I couldn’t hold it anymore.

Kelly: It’s okay Jordy. It was an accident.

Briana got up, visibly so delighted by what had happened that she forgot that Gabriella had just spat the pacifier she was trying to push in her mouth and the threat to spank her that she had just made.

Briana: Yes, exactly... an accident. Even big girls have accidents, don’t they? You’re a good sissy, holding your dress up like this. As a reward you will finally get to change out of all those wet Pull-Ups.

You: Are you gonna put me in a diaper?

Briana: You mean like Gabriella is wearing? A big, pink, puffy diaper? No sissy... Unless you want to... You don’t have to wear a diaper just now. You’re a big girl aren’t you? Gabby is just a baby, that’s why she wears diapers. She can’t be trusted in Pull-Ups like you. Right Gabby? As a matter of fact, we won’t even be changing Gabby anymore tonight... And you better put that pacifier in your mouth young lady because I’ve got half a mind to put you back in the same Pull-Ups you soaked earlier.

Gabriella picked up the pacifier immediately and put it in her mouth. She knew Briana was serious about her threat. 

Briana: Good little girl. Now as for our sissy here... Is it what you want? You want me to put you in a big baby diaper like Gabby? 

You looked over at Gabriella, sucking on a pacifier, sitting in her pink diaper. She was looking back at you, frowning like a pouty little girl, probably confused by your accident, waiting on your answer.

Briana had noticed the twinkle in your eyes. She knew that deep down, that’s what you wanted, a thick pink diaper under your dress. The question was: would you be brave enough to say it?

Kelly: Well Jordy, don’t keep us in suspense, what’s it gonna be? 

Briana: I think our sissy has made her decision. Gabby, would you go get another diaper for Jordan?

You: No! I don’t want a diaper.

It had been a reflex. You couldn’t bring yourself to this level of humiliation. Not in front of Gabriella. What would she think of you after this night was over?

Briana: Are you sure...? It sure seems like you’d need one. Two accidents in one night? You wouldn’t have to worry about those if you wore a diaper.

You: No... no diaper. I.... I want to be a.... big girl.

Your devious babysitter smiled. She probably planned on making you wear one despite your protest, but the fact that you had just called yourself a ‘’big girl’’ made her reconsider. 

Now Gabriella had pitty in her eyes. She knew you were just trying to avoid ending up in a thick pink diaper like she wore, so you had chosen being sissified over it. At least as such there might be a chance for you to finally be able to use the bathroom. Maybe you wouldn’t have to poop yourself in front of your pretty new friend.

Briana: Did you hear that Kelly? Jordy wants to be a big girl now!

Kelly: Maybe wearing a cute dress made her change her mind, now she wants to be like us.

Briana: You think? She wants big girl panties like we are wearing...

Kelly: You’re wearing panties? I’m not...

Briana; Naughty! But then again we don’t have accidents like she did, do we?

Kelly: No we don’t, I haven’t worn diapers in years!

Briana: And Jordy... Wet her Pull-Ups twice today.

Kelly: What’s to be done about that?

Briana: I think I’ve got an idea. Let’s have her wear just the cotton training panties! She’s not quite a big girl yet, but she’s trying.

Kelly: You want to put her in Gabby’s whole outfit when she arrived huh! Dress AND underwear, I like that. A little role reversal.

Briana: Precisely. Plus she’s already wearing them over her three layers of Pull-Ups. Let’s give her some loose.

Without even asking for your opinion, Briana went and grabbed the trainers from under your dress as she slid them all the way down to your ankles. She looked down inside them and then up at your blushy face.

Briana: Just making sure you didn’t leak all the way into it.

She teared apart the first layer of wet Goodnites. The one that Gabriella had originally peed in, before you were made to put it on. Then off came the second Pull-Up, that had received the first one’s leaks.

Finally, she tore open the sides of the first, saturated Goodnite. Releasing you from that heavy, soaked burden. She held up the diaper by its waistband, weighing it as she watched you blush. 

Getting your girly Pull-Up changed by your babysitter was humiliating enough at your age, but three times in a row... That was torture... but torture never felt so good.