Wet American Summer (Part 25) (Patreon)

Chapter 25

What a nightmare. I was wearing a wet diaper under a pair of children’s PJs that could barely hide it and now James had showed up out of nowhere, catching me in the middle of my ‘’Get the fuck out’’ phase. This whole thing seemed rigged against me. 

Ashley: What do you want James?!

James: I came to see you, I had to say... I’m sorry. For everything that happened, I’m sorry I ran away.

Ashley: Oh save it. 

James : I truly am, Ash. When that woman came at me and started yelling, I panicked I... I should’ve said something, I’m sorry for what happened to Frankie...

Ashley : To Frankie?! You’re sorry for her, are you fucking stupid? You have no idea what you’re talking about James. You have no idea what I’ve been going through in the past few days. This whole thing is Frankie’s fault and... 

And there I was, sobbing again. Jesus I was such a baby. James put his arms around me and held me.

James: Shh... It’s okay, I’m here. Tell me how I can help!

I sniffled and looked at him. He seemed sincere and however stupid and shallow he had been, I always had a soft spot for him.

Ashley: I want to get out of here.

James: Then what are we waiting for? Come with me, let’s get out of here. I've got my own apartment... Casey's coming over later but I don't care, you can crash on the couch.

He walked over to the window, ready to climb back up, but I grabbed his arm to stop him.

Ashley: Wait... I can’t, I don’t want to go out there... not like this.

James: What do you mean?

Ashley: I...

At this point, why not tell him. He had seen me wearing Goodnites already, apparently he even knew I wet the bed all along. So fuck it. I gathered my courage, but still couldn’t bring myself to look at him, so I stared at my feet and admitted the truth.

Ashley: My diaper is wet.

James: Oh...

There was an awkward silence that, to me, seemed like hours. Until I finally looked up and saw the genuine empathy in his eyes. It wasn’t discomfort or mockery.

James: That’s okay. I... I can help with that, too. If... you want.

I didn’t say anything. Was he... offering to change me?

Ashley: Okay.

The word slipped out of my mouth in a whisper. He nodded and stepped forward, his hands on my hips. He tucked his fingers into my pajama pants and peeled them off, letting them drop to my ankles. 

My thick white diaper was now exposed, but he didn’t flinch. Not even at the word ‘’baby’’ printed across the waistband. He gently guided me to sit on my bed, then lie on my back. 

I had to close my eyes when he untapped the sides, making the crinkly garment come off. I didn’t want to see him when he would notice how soaked it was. But he didn’t say anything so I peeked through and saw him looking around, in search of my supplies.

Ashley: Just pick any drawer honestly...

He grinned, opening up the first one and picked up the wipes. 

When he started cleaning my private parts, I felt a tingling between my legs. Almost as if I was... aroused. Fortunately, James didn’t seem to notice through the wipe, or if he did he was good at hiding it.

I scanned his face as he meticulously wiped my bum. It felt very awkward at first, but he didn’t show any sign of disgust, he took it seriously... and he was good at it.

He picked up one of the folded diapers stuffed in the drawer.

James: Should I...?

My eyes were now wide, lying on my bed with a wet diaper opened up between my legs. I looked at James as he lifted up that babyish garment and there was no malice in his eyes, no judgement.

I nodded slowly in silence. What could I say? I couldn’t possibly argue I didn’t need it at this point. It felt like the natural thing to do.

For a second, I thought of the pink training panties I had hidden under my bed, but James had seen my soaked diaper, what could I tell him?

 ‘’No I want to wear princess Pull-Ups!’’

Somehow it would’ve made me look even more childish then getting my diaper changed, so I let him do it.

He grabbed my two ankles with one hand and lifted up my legs. Then he removed the wet diaper and slid the new one under my butt, which was still very red from the spanking I had just received. He didn't say anything about the bruises.

It was good to feel the dry padding on my bottom compared to the icky, clammy touch of a wet diaper.

When James laid my legs down on each side of the unfolded diaper, our eyes met for the first time since he had come to see me.

Even though he towered over me, standing up as I lied on my back. Even though he was putting me in a damn diaper and I should’ve been embarrassed, I felt a connection between us. His hands were soft, his eyes were gentle.

When he leaned in closer to fold the diaper up, I put my hand on his shoulder. James looked up at me, he could feel it too. He climbed up over me and slowly approached his face to mine. We kissed.

It was a long, soft kiss. Our lips moved in a slow dance as only the tips of our tongues crossed our mouths to meet in the middle and caress each other.

It felt fuzzy and warm and the tingling between my legs intensified. Fortunately he had closed the front part of my diaper before climbing on top of me, but he somehow seemed to take notice, if only instinctively as he backed away from my face with a smile.

James: Careful now, you’re gonna wet that diaper already?

That brought me back to Earth and I playfully tried to push him away, by pressing on his chest, but to no avail.

James: I’m sorry, too soon?

Ashley : Yes, too soon! Oh my God James... I’m wearing diapers! I’m such a baby... and... and you're changing me too!  What is wrong with me?

James: Nothing is wrong with you Ash. Hey... you don’t have to be ashamed, okay? There’s nothing to it. It’s just a bit of pee, who cares? This doesn’t define who you are. And I like you... for who you are.

Ashley: Wait... what about Casey? She’s your girlfriend.

James: I’ve seen how she acted towards you today and frankly it’s been a while since I realized we’re not meant to be together. I want to be with you Ashley. Casey's coming over to my place tonight, I'm gonna tell her it's over. Then you can come and stay with me for the summer! You won't have to be here.

Ashley: But I want to leave now! You don't know my family, James. I mean... my cousins aren't so bad, but my aunt, she's crazy! Why can't I go with you now? 

James: I wish you could Ash, I truly do... But I need to talk to her face to face, I have to do this right, then there won't be anything between us. Can you just stay here one more night? Tomorrow Casey will be gone with her stuff and you can move in with me, okay?

Ashley: I guess... One more night... 

One.