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Part 21

Thankfully the bar’s bathroom was empty when my aunt dragged me in. She held my arm tightly as if I would run away otherwise. After finally letting me go, she pointed at the largest stall. I reluctantely entered it, but realized Sally was actually coming in with me. Was that old creep going to watch me pee?!

Ashley: I don’t need to go.

That was a lie. Drinking all that sangria did take its toll on me, but I knew that Sally would surely use this as an opportunity to check my Goodnites, which were still slightly damp from when Casey had scared me earlier. 

Sally: We’re not leaving until you go potty honey. Now you can either go on your own, or I can take your panties down for you, if you’re wearing any... I told you I won’t have you in my car if you’re not wearing your Pull-Ups.

I cringed at her word choice. I hated when she treated me like a bratty child. I didn’t know what to do at this point. Perhaps I should’ve listened to her and just use the toilet, but the alcohol’s effect on my mind made me slightly more defiant then usual. There was no way I would pull my wet Goodnites down and pee in front of her.

Ashley: Aunt Sally I swear I already went. Let’s just go home, I won’t have an accident, I promise.

I heard the bathroom door open. Shit. Clients coming in? No... worse. The voice that spoke was familiar.

Casey: I’m sorry to interrupt but I’m gonna go now and I thought you'd want have this back...

That evil bitch Casey was waving around the thick night diaper that Frankie had dropped.

Sally: Oh thank you, that’s nice of you. That actually might solve our problem here... Ashley refuses to use the potty and since she’s not wearing any protection for that long drive home... I guess we’ll put her in a diaper, it’s almost bedtime anyway.

Oh no.
Ashley: No Aunt Sally! I... You don’t need to do this.

Sally: I’m afraid I do Ashley, you’ve had way too many accidents in the past few days for me to trust you without protection.

Ashley: But... but... I’m wearing a Goodnite!! Okay? I am. I didn’t want to say anything in front of Casey, that’s why I lied, but I do have it on. Can we go now?!

Casey: Ashley! You didn’t have to lie for me... it’s okay that you still need diapers, everybody learns on their own time.

Ashley: Oh shut up.

Sally: That’s enough. If you are wearing your Pull-Ups like you say you are, then prove it. Show them to me. 

I hesitated as I looked at the light of satisfaction burning in Casey’s eyes. She was enjoying this. 

Sally: I’m not wasting any more time here. 

Suddenly Sally grabbed my shorts and pull it down to my knees, completely exposing my bed wetter training pants. I felt humiliated. My cheeks were on fire. How was this happening to me over and over again? It was like being stuck in a nightmare.

Casey gasped as she saw the purple padded underwear and let out a quick cackling sound, while covering her mouth with her hand. Sally wasn’t impressed however and before I could even react, she had her slender fingers poking at my crotch.

Sally: Just as I thought... 

I quickly hid the front of my damp Goodnite with my hands. I looked around, desperate. I was actually cornered in the stall with nowhere to run, these two monstrous woment blocking my only way out. I felt like a trapped mouse.

I watched in horror as Sally grabbed the diaper from Casey’s hand and started unfolding the large crinkly garment.

Sally: Now I understand why you said you already went potty Ashley... I should’ve known. Frankie was right, you do need a change, don’t you?

Ashley: It was... 

She cut me off, tearing apart the right side of my Goodnites as I held it into place with my hands, the damp padding pressed against my groin.

Sally: No it wasn’t. I’m starting to think you’re not doing this for attention after all. You actually need to be diapered at all times. Only a few days into the summer and you’ve manage to wet yourself on almost every single one of them, let alone at night. Let’s face it Ashley : You belong in that diaper.

She teared down the left side of the Pull-Up as the back part fell and uncovered my butt. I kept holding on to the front part, as tears formed in my eyes.

Casey watched as Sally yanked the Goodnites away from my hands and replaced it with the thick white diaper. She wrapped the back part around my butt as she lifted up the front, closing the tabs tightly and sealing me into the diaper just where I stood.

I picked up my shorts to slide them over, trying to hide my embarrassment, but as I was pulling them up, I realized they were too tight, they wouldn’t fit over the added thickness of the diaper.

Casey: I think you better take these off Ash.

My tears were now coming down my face, but I did not sob. I refused to let her see me cry. I dried them up and mustered all the dignity I had left - if any - took off the shorts entirely and walked out of the stall without saying a word.

What could I do? Start running away? In just my diaper, that would’ve made for a funny spectacle... At that point I just wanted this all to end. I wanted to go back home and hide my face in my pillow forever.

Aunt Sally balled up the damp Goodnites and threw it in the trash. I watched her wash her hands in an awkward silence as I studied myself in the mirror. 

Look at you now, I thought to myself. Is this the new you? Ashley, the pathetic diaper baby who couldn’t keep her Pull-Ups dry like a big girl.

Suddenly my body sent my brain a reminder that I still needed to empty my bladder, a need which was rapidly increasing as I realized what I was wearing.

Ashley: I need to use the bathroom!

Sally: I thought you already went... in your pants that is.

Casey: In your Pull-Ups. You had an accident, remember?

Ashley: No, that was just... just a little bit, but now I really have to go, I need to take this off.

Sally : If you take your diaper off I will not hesitate to spank you in front of this whole establishment, am I being clear young lady? I understand you are embarrassed to go out there wearing it, but your lies don’t work with me. You will get out of here in that diaper, wether you like it or not. Now go.