A Bedwetter at Boarding School (Part 1) (Patreon)

Sarah Sherman awoke, startled. Once again, these nightmares prevented her from sleeping well. She looked at the time on her clock. 7:12. She had awoken earlier then she was expecting. She kept her eyes open for a moment, contemplating the ceiling of her boarding-school room, then she sat in bed, her movement accompanied by the characteristic crumple of her diaper. She got up and pulled down her pale blue pajama trousers with childish bear cub motifs. 

She remained like that for a few seconds, her pants to her ankles, her training panties in the open, lost in her thoughts. When she heard her roommate, Valerie, get up behind the curtain that separated them, she realized that she was wearing only her tank top and wet Pull-Ups. She resumed her wits and hurried to tear the sides of the Goodnites and threw it in the trash.

Valerie knew about Sarah's nocturnal trouble and she had never made fun of her, but Sarah could not help but feel ashamed of herself every few moments when her roommate saw her dressed in her diaper. It was terribly humiliating, especially since Sarah already had the appearance of a child, despite her 18 years. 

 The half-naked girl took her briefcase and quietly left her room to take a shower. As hot water flowed over her small body, she thought back to the events of the week before, which had led her to make all those bad dreams. A boy a year older had sneaked into her room to try to sleep with her. Sarah had never been so scared in her life, she remembered all the terror that had invaded her when she found herself without control. She had been so afraid that she had peed herself right then. Fortunately, she was wearing her Goodnites and it had not appeared, but in addition to the fear of being hurt, she was also afraid that her secret would be uncovered. Her friends, hearing her cries, rushed to help Sarah and the boy went away, but the poor girl was traumatized by her events. 

 Sarah returned to her room, wiped herself and hung her towel on her hook. She then donned blue panties and a bra of the same color and she got dressed. Sarah always dressed as if she was about to go out. She had to compensate for her small size by immense heels and her appearance as a little girl with revealing clothes. She kind of  looked like a kid borrowing her mother's clothes to look like a grown up. 

Sarah then went to the bathroom before going to class. Another disadvantage of her small body was a proportional bladder. When she was told that she often went to the bathroom she said she had an overactive bladder, but in reality she had only a very limited capacity. Her small bladder caused her nocturnal problems. She had been wetting her bed since she was very young and was beginning to lose hope of ever being dry at night. It was a great cause of frustration. How to approach boys? She rejected all those who pursued her, fearing the moment when they would ask to sleep with her. No one would want a little girl who is still peeing the bed like a baby and who, in addition, wore diapers for teens. If she had learned one thing by living at a boarding school, it was that no secret remained one for long. She could not trust anyone. She had already been given the nickname "Kinder" which meant "child" in German. She did not want to worsen her case by telling others she still wore diapers, even if it was only to sleep. 

 Her morning proceeded as usual. She studied assiduously and always did her work in advance so that she had time to hang out with her friends. Everything went as planned, until ... 

-Aw shit ... cried Sarah 

-What's happening? Asked Nathalie, her chemistry partner 

- I really have to go pee ... 

- You can't go now Sarah, we're in the middle of the most important part of the experiment. Every second is important and you know I can't do it all alone. 

 - I know, I know, but I really have to go Nath... I'll pee my pants. 

- This lab is worth for 20% of our session, we can't risk that our results being distorted, just hold it it shouldn't take too long ... twenty minutes at most.

20 minutes was too long for her, she knew it. She should have ran to the bathroom right then to avoid the disaster, but she felt too cheap to leave Nathalie with the experiment. Her friend would never forgive her if they got a bad grade for such an important lab because of her. So she tried to hold it. In reality she had succeeded. The experiment was over and the bell had just announced the end of the class. Sarah had spent the last 25 minutes fidgeting on her seat. Squeezing her thighs, pressing on her crotch like a little girl.

When the class was over, she rushed outside at the speed of light. Unfortunately for her, the laboratories were in a wing of the school without a bathroom, so she had to walk through half the school with her bladder ready to explode. She finally arrived at her destination. Only a few meters.
She turned the corner and ... she fell face to face with Jeff, the boy who had entered her room to try his luck with her a week before. She froze on the spot and, like that night, she peed her pants. After seeing the dark spot that growing on Sarah's jeans, Jeff started to laugh and continued on his way. Sarah stood there, eyes fixed on her wet pants, she could not believe her eyes.