Stages (Chapter 10) (Patreon)

Eliza came back to the room, the relatively familiar sensation of the soft towel wrapped around her freshly cleaned skin. Except here was a man, waiting on her bed, about to reveal her nakedness yet again and not only that, reduce her adult status to that of a child just through what she wore. She couldn't stand for it. All of a sudden her resolve began to build, she wasn't a little girl anymore. She was a mature and strong young woman who could make her own decisions. 

Eliza instantly recognised the juvenile underwear on the bed. She felt the shame rising in her face immediately even before Nick or her had said anything. She had worn the same underwear when she was much younger and had issues wetting the bed. Something about the fact she was already familiar with the purple plastic package made the situation so much more humiliating for her. The “cool designs” that are made to appeal to pre-teen girls to be “just like real underwear”, somehow made them even more shameful. It was as though the Drynites themselves were mocking her, making her feel like she should be a big girl, wearing normal undies to bed and yet here she was, about to be dressed in them because she couldn't keep her bed dry. 

Then she remembered she still wanted to go out with Sarah tomorrow. She had to play this right. She desperately wanted to get out of wearing the glorified diapers but didn’t want to appear to be naughty. "Please don’t make me wear those" she said to Nick, with a much more whiny tone than she intended. 

"Sweetheart, I wish I could trust you to be a big girl. I asked you to wear your clothes the same way I dressed you in them this morning. A mature, responsible young lady would find such a simple instruction incredibly easy to follow and yet, when I checked on you what did I find? A little girl, desperately trying to show her independence by rebelling in a childish way. This is the consequence of your actions Lize. If you want to act like a little girl, I have no issue treating you like a little girl. So, without making this worse for yourself, come over here and let me get you ready for bed please." Eliza's gaze slowly lowered to the floor as Nick berated her. The straightforward, independent and intelligent 18 year old hated the way he was able to use logic to demean her so effectively, maybe she really was acting like an immature brat. "Eliza I refuse to have a discussion with you everytime you come into your room for me to dress you. I'm getting really sick of these little displays. Come over here and let's get your Pull-Ups on you now." 

Eliza began the walk a few steps over to Nick. She stood in front of him and felt the pressure through her towel of his hands on her hips. He was holding her steady, she raised her eyes to look at him and gave it one last shot, "You said If I was a good girl I would get to choose what I wore under my pyjamas tonight Nick". 

Nick did his best to hide the smirk that appeared across his face as this proud 18 year old referred to herself as a good girl". "You're absolutely right Lize" Nick replied as he tore open the perforations on the new package of Drynites. A sweet smell escaped the package and again, the shame of already being familiar with the smell of a freshly opened packet of diapers filled Eliza with humiliation. Nick pulled two of the neatly folded pants out of the package. He held them out to Eliza “ You can choose between the ones with butterfly or the love heart sweetie.”

Eliza sighed, she was feeling emotionally drained and had been bested yet again. It was clear Nick was in control of this program and no matter how hard she tried she couldn't find a loophole or a technicality to escape on. The realisation dawned on her, if she had any hope of going out with Sarah the next day she would have to play by Nick's rules tonight. "I don't care" she sighed, defeated. 

"Suit yourself, butterfly it is then" Nick announced, without skipping a beat. Nick told Eliza to assume the position and she raised her hands to her head, he pulled her towel off her and despite her best efforts Eliza felt her face flushing as her body was revealed. For a moment the only sound that filled the room was the rustling of the disposable cotton and plastic as Nick unfolded the underwear. 

"Ok darling, step in" Nick said with a grin, Eliza looked down and could see the soft, thirsty, white padding about to be firmly held between her legs. Thinking only about getting to Sarah's and doing her best to ignore the humiliation of being dressed in bedwetters underwear she obediently raised her right foot. As she lowered it through the leg hole she felt the plastic leak guards rubbing against her ankle. As hard as they may try to deceive the wearer, it was clear these were not regular underwear. Her other foot followed and the leak guards continued to tickle their way up her calves as Nick drew them up. They became tighter over her thighs and she felt Nick's fingers brushing her lower stomach as he pulled the Drynites into place on her front. Next his fingers were at the small of her back and pulling the soft material over her bottom. With a final tug to both of the pink elastic sides she felt the soft padding snug between her legs.

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This story was written by Sam Spatular