A Bedwetter at Boarding School (Part 4) (Patreon)

 Leaving the pharmacy, Sarah was furious. -What was that?! The only reason I accepted your little fucked up game is to avoid being humiliated publicly and that's exactly what you're doing right now! I've had enough, do what you want, I'm not playing anymore.
 "Come on Sarah," said Rachel, "don't be like that. We were just having a bit of fun. We don't even know that girl, who cares? I won't do it again, I promise. Come on now. Us three will be BFFs!  Besides, what has just happened is nothing compared to the humiliation you would experience every day if I tell everyone that you are just a little girl who still needs diapers.
 "Don't you have a heart?! Yes I still wet my bed, that doesn't mean I need training pants in the day or that I deserve any of this.

"Stop lying to yourself, my poor honey, we've seen your bag of wet panties. Naomi saw you pee in your pants in the middle of the afternoon. I think you need us. You're lucky that we're here to keep an eye on you. Two perfect babysitters. So now you stop with that nonsense you smile a little.
 Sarah didn't know what to say so she said nothing. It was better to play the game for a while until they eventually grew tired and everything would be as it was before... Or at least, that's what she hoped for.
 ***
 When the girls came back to school, Rachel kept her word and made no mention of her problem. Actually, it was almost pleasant for Sarah to find herself with the popular kids' clique, who rarely spoke to her before Rachel and Stephanie introduced her.

She quickly made new friends and nearly forgot the threats of her two 'babysitters'. The only thing that bothered her was the thick training panties between her thighs. Also, the large quantity of water that she had ingested was making her way through her.

The girl remembered that Rachel had told her. That the bathroom was forbidden to her, but Rachel was busy talking with a boy. She would certainly not notice her absence. The student stood up and walked to the nearest bathroom trying not to be noticed ... until she heard Stephanie shout:

-Sarah! Are you leaving us already ?!
 When she heard her name, the girl jumped and felt herself leaking a bit. A little stream of pee had slipped into her Goodnites. Fortunately, she managed to limit the damage. Stephanie quickly joined her and leaned over to whisper in her ear.
 -We warned you, no bathroom for you honey.

Sarah squirmed to control her need to go.

"Please," she murmured. Why are you so cruel with me? I've never done anything to you. Stephanie looked at her for a moment,  her bladder ready to explode and took pity on the poor girl.

"Fine," she said, "but I'll take you there myself. "Thank you," replied Sarah, cheerfully, but still uncomfortable.

Stephanie took her hand and escorted her to the bathroom. She opened the door of the cabin reserved for disabled people and  and went in with her.

"Do you really need to be here?" Sarah asked, still squirming to avoid pissing on herself.
 Stephanie said nothing, but got closer to her and lowered Sarah's shorts to her ankles.
Stephanie then grabbed both sides of her diaper and dropped it as well, pushing the girl lightly so that she would sit down.

Sarah began to urinate immediately, despite the discomfort she felt at the presence of the other girl. Meanwhile, Stephanie, who did not seem at all embarrassed, slightly stretched the Goodnites at Sarah's feet. "We arrived a little too late," she said. You had a little accident.
 Sarah did not reply.
 "It does not matter, I thought this might happen. Did you really think I was gonna leave you in your wet Pull-Ups?
 Stephanie opened her bag and pulled out another Goodnite panties. It had small hearts and a rainbows printed all over it. Very childish, but it was better than to strut around in a cold and damp diaper.

After wiping herself, Sarah got up, half naked and stepped out of her shorts and wet training pants while Stephanie opened the clean Goodnites and lowered it at her ankles so that the girl would put it on.

Sarah put a foot in one of the holes, then the other and Stephanie slid her Pull-Ups along her legs, accompanied by a crumpling sound characteristic of the disposable training pants.

Stephanie then took the shorts that were lying on the floor and slipped them up her legs in the same way, while Sarah tried to look elsewhere.
 Afterwards, Stephanie gave her a pat on the buttocks, accompanied by a smile that was seemingly meant to be benevolent. It looked like she really thought Sarah was a child, unable to change herself.

The girl took a few steps towards the door of the cabin, the thickness of the dry Pull-Ups between her legs was more agreeable than the wet sensation of the previous one, nevertheless the crinkling noise she made in the silence of the bathroom was deafening to her. Each of her steps and movements reminded her that she was wearing training pants for children who are not yet potty trained.

Of course, she had been used to this crumpling of plastic for a long time, but only at night, in her bed, where her movements were limited. Now that she was wearing one in broad daylight, she realized how much her Goodnites made her feel like a little girl.

Stephanie grabbed the wet Goodnite that was still on the floor, and when the two girls headed for the exit, she threw it in the trash, as if nothing had happened.