The Road Trip (Chapter 6) FINALE (Patreon)

Just like that, Julie was wearing diapers... and using them, on a daily basis. She could hardly fucking believe it. She prayed that Amber had been messing with her, or that this was all some elaborate joke she had prepared in case Julie had an accident at some point, but that didn’t really explain why Amber had been wearing a diaper herself before Julie had even peed in her jeans. After a day or two, she couldn’t keep up the denial and had to face the facts that this was real.

For Amber’s sake, she really didn’t seem to mind the diapers. In fact, to Julie it seemed like she kinda enjoyed them. She even told Julie to stay away from her “adorable, patterned diapers,” And that she should just stick to the “boring plain white diapers.” This just weirded Julie out even more.

It took a few days, but it wasn’t hard for Julie to start noticing when Amber would use her own diapers. She would act like a little kid. She would close her eyes, stop talking or stop doing whatever she might have been doing, and just let loose. Whether she needed to pee... or do more; nothing seemed to bother Amber as she did it without hesitation. Julie even caught her friend giggling about, ‘how much more convenient it was’ to be wearing them than the panties that she ‘used to wear’. She sounded like she never wanted to go back.

For the first several days, Julie tried to do what she could do avoid using her diapers. Whenever they were at one of their destinations she’d try to sneak away, or whenever Amber was asleep in the car she’d tried to pull over as quietly as she could so she could pee on the side of the road. That had ended up working a few times, but unfortunately for her increasingly sore bottom, she got caught “disobeying” way more times than she actually got away with it. Despite herself, for the sake of her practically bleeding backside, Julie reluctantly accepted her fate and stopped trying to get away with it eventually.

Weeks went by and no matter what clothes she was wearing Julie was forced to change herself into a new diaper after she’d used her current one. Being only able to change their diaper twice every 24 hours would suck for anybody, but for someone who had to go to the bathroom as often as Julie did... it sucked even more. It usually ended up meaning that she was wearing at least a somewhat used diaper more often than not because she was either already out of diaper changes for the day, or she was trying to save one of her changes for when her diaper was more thoroughly used later on. She hated it, but she found herself getting frustratingly used to it too.

The other very frustrating part was the clothing that Julie had packed. Amber had clearly planned for wearing diapers the entire trip. All of her clothes consisted of comfortable tops, paired with flowy skirts or dresses, or sweatpants. Julie on the other hand, had planned on spending a good amount of time during this trip trying to find someone to hook up with. Because of this, most of the clothes she packed were on the sexier side. Tight cute tops, skinny jeans, yoga pants, tight skirts... aka... not at all ideal for being easy to hide a poofy diaper under. This made another one of her daily chores a constant attempt to not flash anyone her padded undergarments.

“It’s fine sweetie. You look cute.” Amber would say; but that would just make Julie look down and realize that a good several inches of her diaper was on display for anyone looking.

The worst moment of all though was when she had her first... other type of accident. It had been their third day into the trip and Julie had been giving herself her second diaper change of the day. (This was before she’d learned to savor them. She’d learn the hard way.) She was wearing a red hat and a cute grey long sleeve shirt and a pair of yoga pants. She changed herself while Amber was driving. They were about 15 minutes away from destination #7. At that point, Julie was still kinda getting the hang of changing herself into a diaper. After a couple minutes of using baby wipes to clean every drop of pee off herself (Something she would learn to not be so OCD about with how often she needed to change herself.) she got out her fresh change and slid it under her butt. As she got the thing folded up around her crotch, she taped the thing in place and made sure she did it right this time. She didn’t realize her fatal mistake until a couple more minutes passed when her stomach suddenly let out an uncomfortable groan.

Julie’s eyes widened as she got up and bent her knees a little as she held her stomach and tried to get herself under control. She had managed to deny her body from going #2 for almost 3 full days... but her body was clearly telling her that enough was enough.

“We’re almost there sweetie.” Amber called out from the driver’s seat. She glanced at her friend through the rear view mirror and saw her friend was kneeling on the seat with one hand on her padded bum. As Amber watched, giggling with amazement, she saw the moment that Julie couldn’t hold off her bodily functions any longer. With her white padded butt sticking out towards the front of the car, Julie let out a miserable groan as her knees shook and she suddenly released everything she had into her pants. Amber could barely watch the road as she fully enjoyed the moment the naughty girl’s diaper went from bright white to heavily sagging and stained a deep muddy brown in the back.

Julie instantly burst into tears at the embarrassing things she’d been forced to endure. She wanted to beg Amber for a third diaper change that day, but by that point she knew that that would just earn her another s panking on her mushy diapered butt. “Oh cheer up baby,” Amber said to her in her condescending tone. “You’ll get your next diapie change tomorrow. Now put your yoga pants back on, we’re at our next destination stinky butt! Let’s go!”
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