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Chapter 6

It all seemed like a blur. She remembered feeling queasy, her first few days taking the medicine, but she had gotten used to it now. As used to it as she could be. There was no way around the medication, it was served in her daily meals. No pills, no food. While resisting could’ve been an option - she assumed they wouldn’t let her starve - it certainly wouldn’t have been a wise decision, as she had learned on her first attempt. Being force fed by a woman twice as tall as her and ending up getting a spanking in front of the whole cafeteria was no piece of cake. No pun intended.

Emma was becoming rapidly famous at the Academy, although ‘infamous’ might’ve been a better term. The 21 year old had earned a reputation as a crazy, diaper wearing teenage girl. She had made no friends so far and hadn’t seen any opportunity to escape. 

However, that was going to change. The pills might’ve dulled her senses enough to make her more obedient, but they hadn’t dimmed her wits. She learned she had the right to a phone call once a week and her time was coming. She’d be able to call her friend Diane and have her bring her passport over to prove her identity. 

When Principal Hale would learn that she wasn’t the student they thought she was, she would have no choice but to let her go.

The school’s gate keeper had mistakenly confused her with a runaway student when she found her walking in front of the Academy, dressed in a similar uniform as she was on her way to the Comic Con. Unfortunately for Emma, her costume involved one of her old bedwetter training pants, commonly known as Goodnites, the Huggies Pull-Ups version made for older girls. When they took notice, Emma was believed to be incontinent, which was harder to disprove after she was made to write lines until she had an accident in that Pull-Up.

Truthfully, there was an actual runaway student matching more or less that description, save for the diapers. The real ‘’Ms Williams’’ was safe and sound at her house while her parents were travelling. Her sister, Judy, pretended Emma was her, so that the teenage runaway could avoid the Reform Academy.

Meanwhile, Emma was stuck in a diaper and a plaid skirt, attending classes, being the laughing stock to troubled young adults, drop-outs and addicts, eating pills for breakfast to tame her rebellious tendencies. She had been assigned a ‘’bathroom monitor’’ who had the unpleasant task of accompanying her to the toilet to make sure she wouldn’t cause any mischief and in an attempt to ‘potty-train’ her. 

Unfortunately for Emma, her monitor was Amanda, the brat of a student she had crossed on her first day at school. Now Amanda was doing her best to limit her ability to actually use the bathroom when she was in there, which wasn’t doing much to improve her toilet training.

In fact, Amanda had made it almost impossible for her to go during the day. She had to wait until night time to finally be released of her obligation and even then, the window was short between brushing her teeth, showering and being diapered up again to avoid wetting the bed. 

She had another opportunity in the morning between changes, but by then her diaper was often already wet, a relapse into her old condition, thanks to the medication that would knock her out.  

Courtney was the floor’s prefect. She was in charge of changing her after class hours, when the nurse was off-duty. She used to be an addict, but now she was as well-behaved as the blonde little angel she looked like. At least the Academy’s treatment had worked on her, somehow.

Emma liked her though, save for the fact that almost every time she walked in the dormitory, she had a diaper in hand meant for her. Soon after she would be lying on her back, showing her butt to the closest thing she had to a friend, waiting to be changed before her classes. 

That day was no different. Sure enough, Emma woke up wet again, for the third time in a row. It was starting to become worrisome, as she did used to wet the bed as a teenager. What if it was coming back for good? What if she couldn’t stop once she left that dreadful place?

Doing as she was told, she made her bed and sat on it, waiting for all the other students to leave for the showers. That’s when Courtney would come in, carrying her daytime diaper for everyone to see as they walked past her on their way out. They all knew who it was meant for, of course. No point trying to hide them under her tight pajamas or short skirts.

This time, however, Emma couldn’t see the usual thick pink diaper in Courtney’s hands. The young prefect smiled at her and said in a motherly tone:
‘’Do you know what today is?’’

‘’Hum… Thursday?’’

‘’No silly, it’s my birthday! I’m 21 years old, which means I’m getting out of here any day now! They’re doing my paperwork to transfer me to another institution so I can finish high school. I was told I might be allowed to leave as early as next week! Isn’t that great?’’

‘’Oh… wow, I’m happy for you! Happy birthday!’’

Emma wasn’t sure how to take the news. Courtney was indeed the closest thing she had to a friend in there. Sure, she mostly saw her for diaper changes, but that routine had become some kind of comfort for her. Her mind wandered off for a moment as she realized Courtney was now the same age as her… and she had spent 3 years inside that glorified prison they called a Reform Academy. What a shame…

Courtney snapping her fingers in front of her face brought her back to reality.

‘’Hey, stay with me here. I’ve got to tell them to ease off on the meds, you’re still drowsy in the morning. No wonder you keep peeing yourself at night.’’

Emma did feel a bit out of touch with reality, but she hadn’t forgotten that phone call she was owed. At the end of the day, she would be able to call Diane and get some help. That’s what she needed to do.

‘’So… to celebrate today, I thought it’d be nice to give you a surprise. Ready? Tadam!’’

She produced a pair of thick cotton underwear, white and baby blue, with a little ribbon on top.

‘’They’re not the fanciest, I know. They’re probably meant for kids half your age and they’re pretty thick… but hey, it can’t be worse than diapers! Besides, they wouldn’t have allowed you in undies that didn’t provide at least a bit of protection.’’

‘’I don’t understand, said Emma in a panic, Courtney… what are those?!’’

‘’They’re training panties, cotton ones, like big girls wear!’’

She gave her a wink, giggling at her own joke. Her face was beaming with joy.

‘’You were always asking me for Pull-Ups even if you kept coming back from class your wet Pampers… But then you told me you had accidents because it was a diaper and you couldn’t get it down on time… Well I thought today you’d like these even more! Aren’t you happy?’’

‘’You don’t understand, replied Emma, I wanted Pull-Ups because Amanda won’t let me inside the bathroom for more than thirty seconds and I can’t get undo the damn diaper tapes, use the toilet and put it back in place on time…’’

‘’Well that’s perfect then, with these you’ll be able to slide them down and use the bathroom like a big girl! You know, I didn't want to say this before, because it seemed important to you, but... Pull-Ups are pretty much diapers too’’

‘’Exactly!! Pull-Ups I would’ve gotten away with! But this…? When Amanda sees I’m wearing this she’s not gonna let me use the bathroom AT ALL Courtney! She wants me to pee myself! She’s gonna do everything she can to make me have an accident.’’

‘’I take it you’re not happy with my gift... ‘’ Courtney pouted, disappointed. 

‘’It’s not that, it’s… nice, I guess. And it’s definitely a thoughtful gesture… but I can’t wear those today.’’

‘’Well I’m sorry Emma, but you don’t really have a choice. I don’t have anything else and I’m meeting with Mrs. Hale this morning to discuss my transfer, so I won’t have time to get you a diaper.’’

‘’What? But I’m telling you Court… If Amanda sees I’m wearing panties…’’

‘’Get over yourself Em, nobody cares about your panties!’’

‘’Easy for you to say. You haven’t been parading around everyday in a diaper, with everyone talking about them all the time, making comments.’’

‘’And now that I offer you a way out of them you get mad at me! I really don’t understand you Emma.’’

Emma frowned. She knew Courtney only wanted to help her, but she couldn’t afford any more public embarrassment. Especially on such an important day, nothing could come between her and her precious phone call.

‘’I’m sorry Court, you’re right… I shouldn’t be getting this out on you. I should be mad at Amanda, she’s the creep whose putting me in this situation in the first place. I appreciate the thought, and on your birthday too!  It’s just… you have to understand that she’ll do anything she can to embarrass me. So… I think it’s better if I just wear my diaper today.’’

‘’This diaper you mean?’’ Courtney pointed at Emma’s current underwear. ‘’Honey, there’s no way I’m letting you out of here in a wet diaper. I’m in charge of you and I want to get out of here as soon as I possibly can so I won’t fall out of line so close to the finish.’’

‘’Please Courtney! I'll go to the nurse and tell her you changed me and… and I peed myself again already. I don’t care, they all expect this of me anyway!’’

‘’I’m sorry, but I didn’t have training pants just lying around you know, I borrowed them from the nurse. She expects you to wear them. ’’

‘’Then bring it back… tell her I wet my bed again and you thought I wasn't’ ready for it! She’ll understand!’’

‘’Emma.. this is the way it’s gonna be. If anything Amanda won’t even notice you don't have a diaper on today.’’

‘’You don’t know her very well…’’

‘’Come on, don’t make it harder than it needs to be. I’m gonna be late for my appointment. You owe me this, it’s my birthday!”

Reluctantly, Emma lied on her back in her now routinely manner. She waited for the birthday girl to undo the tapes on the side of her indeed very wet pink diaper and clean her up with some wipes. The embarrassment she had once felt getting changed like a baby had been drowned out by a mix of habit and drugs. 

On the first few days she had been too sedated to protest, now she was simply accustomed to the process. Once Courtney removed the crinkling garment from under Emma’s butt, she would usually powder her up and slide a new diaper under her. Then she would make some kind of joke to lighten up the mood, often making fun of the obvious. ‘’They don’t pay me enough to change your dirty Pampers.’’ Not today though. Today, Emma was going to be a big girl.

She lifted up her feet, same as before, waiting on Courtney to put her training pants on her, but instead she was greeted with the pair of undies thrown in her face.

‘’Why do you think I got you trainers, girl? Asked the prefect playfully. So I could finally be free of changing your goddamn diapers. You put these on by yourself, I’m done here!’’

With a smile and a wave, Courtney walked away from Emma’s bed, leaving her half naked with her underwear lying on top of her.

‘’Thanks!’’ She shouted back.

Of course she wasn’t as grateful as she should’ve been, already apprehending what would happen when she met Amanda for breakfast. Nevertheless, she was glad she hadn’t gone through with keeping her wet nighttime diaper on until then.

She picked up the training pants as she sat on the bed, unceremoniously putting them through each of her leg and sliding them up her butt. It felt strange to have something other than soft padding against her crotch, but they were still thicker than the actual underwear she used to wear a few days before.

How much could they absorb in case of an accident? She wondered. Probably not enough.