What it Takes to be a Winner (Patreon)

Ever since she was a little girl, Athena always took her sports incredibly seriously. It wasn’t just because she knew she was naturally good at them, she also wanted to work hard enough to prove that she could be the best at them, just like she knew she could be. No matter what sport she was doing - basketball, tennis, volleyball, and most recently ballet - she always became as determined as possible to dominate her sport until the moment the season was over.

When it came down to it for Athena, she almost needed to be reminded to eat and sleep because of how focused she was on her physical work. As she got older, it only continued. Athena knew she was the best athlete in her school. She wasn’t mean or bitchy about it, she just knew it. It was the truth. She worked 5 times harder than anyone else and she dominated any sport she tried.

The only thing Athena did struggle with... was the stress.

While she loved every moment of her sports and training for each of them, the amount of stress that was caused by the overall amount of work that she needed to do to stay on the level that she was at was really starting to get to her. She took migraine pills and she did meditation which worked for a long time, but eventually, during her junior year at college, the stress was starting to bubble over. It did so in a whole new way.

On a day of one of her biggest competitions ever, she woke up early like she did every morning, but this time... something was different. She felt cold and... wet!

She threw off her covers and was disgusted by what she found. She had wet the bed! Flooded it as a matter of fact! Her sheets had a huge damp spot on them and her pajama bottoms and her underwear were completely soaked! She couldn’t believe it! She hadn’t wet the bed for as long as she could remember. As far as she knew, she’d never even had a problem with it as a young child. Why today? Why now? Was the stress really getting to her that much? She didn’t have time to think about it.

Athena threw her clothes and all her sheets into her washing machine, thankful for the fact that she always awoke hours before her roommate today more than ever. She headed off to her competition of the day, desperately trying to forget about what had occurred, but finding it difficult to do so.

Unfortunately for her, the next morning it happened again! And then the next morning. And then the morning after that!

She broke down and told her roommate what was happening and the sweet girl was very sympathetic, but she told Athena what she’d already figured out for herself - If this was going to keep happening, she needed to find a solution. And even though she didn’t like it, she already knew what the solution had to be.

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That evening, after making a quick stop to a grocery store after her latest dance competition, poor Athena left the self-checkout station as fast as humanly possible with her embarrassing new purchase under her arm.

When she got home that night, she removed her pants and her underwear and pulled out one of the crinkly undergarments, cringing at the knowledge she’d be wearing one for the foreseeable future.

It took her a few tries to figure out exactly how the tapes on it worked, but once it was all done up perfectly she was surprised at how soft it felt, despite how loud its crinkling was and how bulky it felt around her crotch compared to her normally thin panties.

When she fell asleep that night, she was embarrassed at her predicament, but secure in the fact that she was protected.

And when she woke up the next morning with dry sheets, but a soaked diaper, she was happy she’d at least made the right call.

The beautiful athlete did her best to ignore her problem, but her stress levels only seemed to be getting larger the older she was getting, so she doubted her issue was going to go away anytime soon.

She at least thought she had it handled until one day, during her ballet practice, she suddenly realized she was feeling warmth run down her leotard! It was only by pure luck that none of her dance team members saw what had happened.

So here the poor girl now is, practicing for her next ballet recital, alone in her house after telling her team that she’d fallen ill. She is doing her best to focus and do all of her stretches and forms as if nothing was different, but it can be challenging when trying to do positions like raising her leg up this high, she feels her entire bladder let go.

It’s different and a little bit gross... but when she really thought about it Athena had a comforting thought. At least now she’d have even more time for training... no more bathroom breaks!
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This story was written by Zander Chesney

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