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Phase 2? How many phases were there? The goodnites were a good idea for hiding my wetting but still, I had questions. 

Joanna: You can’t tell me anything?

Daddy: Well I’ll warn you that there is no longer the timer for your accidents.

Joanna: What? Why?

Daddy: Well I figured for someone in need of training pants, it’s better they go off of feel for when they need to go rather than having an easy gage of your control. Like a potty training sort or thing, if you know when you’ll have an accident,that takes away all the point of feeling it and going to the potty. Obviously you won’t be going to the toilet anyways, but that was my thought process. Plus you don’t really need to know anyways, as any accident you have will be absorbed...mostly.

Joanna: I guess that makes sense...but wait what do you mean...Mostly…?

Daddy: Well look at them, they aren’t that thick after all, they’ll hold what they can but you’ll have to be careful about leaks.

He was right, the padding wasn’t very thick and for the volume of accidents I’ve been having lately...well, if I’m not careful there will definitely be leaks. 

Daddy: Oh and another thing, you need to wear at all times. When changing there is a 1 minute window before it drops your salary for the month, understand?

I nodded.

Daddy: Good. You can take this package home tonight, hopefully this is enough to last you the two days. I’m pretty stocked up here so when you need more, just come to the apartment.

Joanna: Aha, I don’t think I’m going to have over 10 accidents in 2 days silly

Daddy: Oh really? You’ve already had 2 accidents in under 2 hours, what makes you so sure?

I blushed, after the little break from the serious talk, we were back in the role play. Daddy grabbed my hand and took me back to the kitchen, I didn’t even bother putting new pants on. 

The night went on and we played board games and settled down with a movie. When he hit play, we were sitting on opposite ends of the couch. Five minutes in I went to his side and laid on his shoulder. It was comforting, I haven’t had a boyfriend in a long time and I forgot how nice it was to just have someone, even in this different sort of circumstance. Annoyingly, I felt the need to pee again just as I got comfortable on Daddy. Whatever was in the fruit cocktail of his, it went right through me.

I looked to the watch discreetly but was quickly reminded that I no longer had the luxury of knowing, I was just going to have to hold it. 

I started to focus back on the movie, the pressure on my bladder grew strong and faster than it had ever before. It was like 0-60, one minute I didn’t need to pee and the next I’m totally desperate. My eyes looked at the screen but my mind was on holding, I gave my head a bit of a shake to try and focus back, but that was a mistake.

I finally got back into the movie and started to catch up on what was going on when I felt a small trickle on my butt. I froze and sat up quickly, putting my hand to my crotch. It felt like I was still holding, but did I just...leak?

Daddy: What’s wrong little one?

I looked to him, the confusion in my eyes.

Joanna: Uh, nothing. Sorry.

I laid back down. As much as I pretended earlier to not feel it, this time I actually didn’t. I’ve leaked when desperate before but I could feel the give when it happened, this time I only felt the wet trickling hit the padding of the goodnites. Luckily it was just a little leak, but still…I was starting to get nervous about “phase 2”. 

The pain in my bladder just kept getting stronger and stronger. This was me at my most desperate, but usually it comes on way slower than this, why so fast now?

I was starting to think I should ask daddy, but as I sat up to ask, something happened before I even had the chance.

I heard the hiss of pee flooding my goodnites and shot my hands down to them. I stood up off the couch and stared down in shock. 

Ten minutes maybe, Probably less. That’s all it took from not needing to pee to completely flooding my Training Pants. This was not good, not at all. 

Daddy: Oh no, not again princess!

He stood up and pulled at my waistband.

Daddy: At least you had these this time huh?

I was still peeing, every inch of padding was saturated, and what followed was a good warning for my two days off. The goodnite just couldn’t hold what I was letting out, and started leaking out the sides. Daddy’s eyes followed the glistening liquid that traveled down my leg.

Daddy: I told you they would leak! Come on, let’s get you a change.

He took my hand and led me back to the spare room again. I didn’t cry, I didn’t laugh, I didn’t act or anything. I was just confused, I’d never felt anything like that.

Daddy changed me and we finished the movie. The rest of the night I was a little bit uneasy, and honestly more concerned with the next two days then before “phase 2” started. 

At the end of the night I put back on my work dress and hugged Daddy goodbye. He told me he would wash my wet and messy clothes and I could pick them up at the apartment whenever, then gave me a key, my packages of goodnites, and sent me home.

I spend the drive home talking to myself as to what phase 2 could be, and what was going on with my bladder.

Joanna: I felt that shock from the watch as soon as the “Training Pants Protocol” started, maybe it was some sort of targeted shock, meant to make me have less control. But that’s not possible...right?

I got home and snuck the goodnites into my room. It was late and my mom was already asleep, but I still quietly made my way to my room as quickly as possible. The good nights rustled a little when I walked, which was especially noticeable in the dead quiet house. When I got in my room, a note had been left on my bed, as well as an empty bag. The note said:

Jo,

Thought I’d surprise you! Tomorrow we’re going out of town. A little mother/daughter road trip!

Pack your bag, and bring your swimsuit!

Love, 

Mom

My heart sunk, and I felt faint. My mom loved to do this sort of thing, and usually I would love it too...but my mind started making the padding under my dress feel thicker and more noticeable than it had all night, and I was at a loss for what to do. I had to road trip with my mom, in diapers.

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