The Sugar Baby (Chapter 14) (Patreon)

Needless to say I didn’t sleep very well. I had packed my bags and tried to bury all the goodnites underneath my clothes to hide them the best I could. My mom didn’t usually dig through my things, but just in case I thought I’d keep them out of sight. Instead of packing my bikini like I normally would, I packed my one piece suit with some booty shorts to wear overtop. I tried just the swimsuit on over my goodnites and they were so visible that I might has well been wearing them as a bikini bottom, at least with the shorts on I could mostly hide them...emphasis on mostly. 

I had an idea of where my mom was taking me, there was a beach a few hours away that she always loved to go to. It was a really nice beach, all the kids from my school go there for summer getaways as it was cheap and pretty accessible. Luckily I didn’t really know anyone, with Amber being the exception. Even still, the thought of anyone seeing my butt and putting together that I was padded up...was enough to make me never want to show my face in public again. 

After doing my best to pack a good beach outfit, one of sundresses, big hats and the largest pair of sunglasses I could find (to hide my face in shame), I got into bed and tried to sleep. I tossed and turned and couldn’t get my mind to shut up about tomorrow and the next day. I kept asking myself “how will I hide this, how do I keep this from my mom, what do I do when I wet myself, should I pretend I need to pee…”. Eventually though, I drifted off. 

I woke up to the sound of banging on my door. 

Mom: Jojo! Time to go!

I groaned and rolled over to look at the clock. It was 6am, I had maybe 3 hours of sleep. She always did this though, she wanted to get to the beach crazy early and get a good spot. I rolled back onto my back and felt a dampness under my butt. I woke up fast and shot upright, then put my hand to my crouch. 

I wet the fucking bed. 

I have NEVER wet the bed. Well, not since early childhood but well before I can remember. Some of my childhood friends were bedwetters into middle school but I never had that problem. This was new, and this was definitely a product of “Phase 2”. I pulled off the covers and found that my goodnite had thankfully absorbed most of the accident, but it was soaked through. There was a wet spot under my butt. It was about the size of a basketball and had seeped into the sheets below, but from the state of my goodnite, it could’ve been a lot worse. 

My mom wouldn’t be checking my sheets since we were leaving right away, so I figured I could leave it to dry and wash them when I got home. I sprayed a little perfume around my room and on my sheets to mask any immediate pee smell, and started getting ready. 

My next challenge was to figure out what to do with this destroyed goodnite. If I left it in the room wide open I guaranteed it would’ve stunk up my room with pee smell, which my mom would surely dig to find the source of. However I couldn’t just take it out to the trash without getting passed my mom first. So I rummaged through my drawers and found a ziplock bag that was big enough for the training pants. It was one of those freezer bags and was holding a whole bunch of old photos. I just dumped those on the floor and would pick them up when we got home. I stripped the heavy soaked goodnite and shoved it in the bag, sealed it and hid it under my bed. 

I had nearly forgotten, but the watch had started its timer to change into a new one. So I quickly grabbed the package and the baby powder, sprinkled some on and pulled up a fresh goodnite. I caught another glimpse of my padded butt in the mirror, littler by the minute. I heard my mom call from downstairs:

Mom: Joanna let’s go or I’m leaving without you!

Wouldn’t that be a blessing, but she didn’t mean that. I threw on the closest pair of sweatpants and a black T-shirt. Of course I was in a rush so I didn’t think to NOT wear grey bottoms, with leaks being an issue. I just grabbed my stuff and ran, a little rustle in every step.

I finally got downstairs and my mom was ready at the door, looking beach ready already. 

Mom: There’s my sleeping beauty! You excited for our beach day?

Joanna: As long as I can sleep on the way there yeah!

God I have never felt so fake in my life. Firstly I couldn’t even sleep if I wanted too because who’s to say I wouldn’t have another accident and a leak, and I was in no way excited. But it didn’t matter, because I was now in the car and we were beach bound.

A few minutes after hitting the road my mom started sniffing.

Mom: What’s that smell?

She started sniffing closer to me while keeping her eyes on the road.

Joanna: What smell?

Mom: You smell like baby powder.

For a microsecond I panicked, but I spurt out the first thing that came to mind.

Joanna: Yeah...I heard it was good for your skin on long car rides, helps you not get so sweaty and uncomfortable so I thought I’d try it out…

She looked at me confused for a minute, but then shrugged it off.

Mom: Strange, but whatever works I guess.

I sighed a breath of relief, at least that explained the powder, what I haven’t figured out is what to say if she smells pee...

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