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Kelsi should have known it was too good to be true. At first she hoped her accidents would stay confined to nighttime, where the only one that that needed to know a 19 year old still wet the bed was her disappointed looking teddy bear. When the daytime accidents started, Kelsi hoped she could hide it. They were only small leaks, so she could usually make it to the toilet before any real damage was done. Then the small leaks became bigger. And big leaks became accidents. And accidents were hard to hide.

“Oh my gawd.”  Kelsi jerked herself out of a self-pitying daze when she heard her sister’s exclamation.

“Did you piss yourself?”  Dawn was slack-jawed, staring at Kelsi’s darkening grey sweatpants.

Kelsi jumped up in horror as she noticed a warm puddle collecting around her butt. The soft fabric was unable to absorb all the pee as it dripped down her legs and left a trail behind Kelsi as she ran. She didn’t even say anything to her sister. What could she say? She had peed her pants, like a baby, and the worst part was she didn’t even notice until she was already soaked.

Kelsi bit her lip as she looked at herself in the mirror. She had put it off as long as possible, too long honestly. She wasn’t just leaking on the way to the bathroom anymore. Kelsi was uncontrollably peeing her pants with greater frequency, and less warning.

Kelsi fingered the plastic packaging that she bought the day of her first daytime accident. She had bought the diapers on her way home from university, with her panties and the back of her skirt still wet from her accident, but she had never brought herself to actually wear a diaper.  Intellectually, it made sense to her. Why not be protected in the case of an accident, and if she didn’t wet herself, all the better, but it wasn’t that simple. There was something that felt wrong about wearing a diaper at her age. It felt like she would be giving something up, something she had only tenuously been hanging onto since her potty training, and the subsequent battle with bedwetting.

Kelsi closed her eyes and ripped open the package. The diaper felt soft in her hands. It was almost familiar. Kelsi spent half a moment wondering if it was better or worse that the diaper was so obviously designed with children in mind. If not in size, certainly in aesthetic. It didn’t matter, no one else would ever see the diapers, and no one would ever know that she was wearing them, Kelsi hoped. It was too good to be true.

Call it carelessness, poor planning, or bad luck. The very first day Kelsi wore a diaper to school was the day her diapers were discovered. It was also the first day since she stopped wearing diapers to bed that Kelsi peed in her diaper. The combination of a nineteen year old girl who is unfamiliar with wearing diapers in public, a skirt measuring a few degrees too short, and pure bad luck meant that Kelsi didn’t notice that the hem of her skirt had gotten bunched up around the waist. Standing at the board in front of the entire class, Kelsi also didn’t notice when her bladder decided to empty, testing the limits of the diaper with wave after wave pee staining the white fabric, causing it to swell dramatically. All this, Kelsi didn’t notice, but as she stood, her back to the classroom, the entire class couldn’t help but see everything.

Bad luck.

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