Summer’s Summer (Patreon)

Written by DiaperGirlStories 

The sun was bright, the boys were hot, and the drinks were flowing. Summer break had begun, and it was everything Summer could’ve hoped for.

She’d spent most of her first week on summer break at the pool & lake and parties at night.

Her summer was already panning out to be even better than she’d hoped for.

Well… except for her parents strict rules, of course.

No drinking, no sex, no skimpy clothing, no late nights, yada yada yada… she wrote it off as them being old fashioned southern folk.

She’d paid her parents simple mindedness little attention thus far with consequences mounting to mostly bark and no bite.

However, one drunken party, sexual escapade and totaled car later had yielded her a healthy kick in the ass.

As she stared intently at the ceiling, she wondered how different her summer may have been if she’d had a few less Cape Cods.

If so, perhaps she would’ve refrained from letting Rob take her to the upstairs bedroom. Perhaps she would’ve said ‘no’ when he asked for something she’d never done since he didn’t have a condom. Or perhaps she would’ve remembered her friends cliche nickname for Rob given his above average appendage.

She might also have considered that riding home in the rain at 3:00 am with her friend Tiffany wasn’t safe.

Or the physical harm that can be done when a Ford Fusion hydroplanes off the road and flips seven times.

But that didn’t matter now. She now personally knew all about those things.

She knew that having aggressive anal sex for the first time with a man who’s nickname is “Big Dick Rob” is a shitty proposition and can cause temporary, or even permeant, bowel incontinence.

She knew that roads are most dangerous right after it starts raining, especially at night.

She knew that she was lucky to be able to walk, but that lesions peripheral to the sacral micturition centre sustained in a car accident can cause urinary incontinence.

And lastly, she now knew more about the bite than the bark. How her parents responded to actions so egregiously defiant to their rules. That immature decisions will be treated with likeness to those who are immature.

Indeed, she knew these things well. She pondered them daily, and now she pondered them she again tried to ignore the sounds & smells that she was now embarrassingly becoming accustom to.

However, what she didn’t know was that behind the door opening to her glorified nursery wasn’t her dad.

What she didn’t know was that her parents had hired someone to help out at the farm while they tended to her.

What she didn’t know was that they’d hired a guy she’d dated and dumped back in high school.

As Jake entered the room, she couldn’t help but notice his soft smile followed by a short pause and wrinkling of his nose.

Summer shamefully returned her gaze to the ceiling while her mother and Jake casually conversed.

While her friends were enjoying the summer sun, flaunting their bikinis and sipping from red solo cups, she was here. On her back, mother kneeling between her legs, and adorned in a onesie, dungaree and a diaper that she regretfully couldn’t deny she needed. A diaper that had been dry and clean less than 30 minutes ago. A diaper that had suddenly & involuntarily grown in size and weight, unprovoked. Her diaper.

Now changed and left naked on the floor save for her fresh diaper, Summer cringed as she considered how pathetically infantile she must now look.
Oh how Summer’s summer had gone awry.