Relief Part 2 (Patreon)

“So do you think you wanna wear-“ He said, before immediately getting cut off by Grace.

“Yes. Go grab them. Do you even need to ask anymore?” Grace said while she kicked off her shoes. He smirked back at her before walking down the hallway. Grace dropped her purse and keys onto the coffee table. She instinctively began unzipping her pants. Her hands grabbed the waistline of her jeans. With a quick yank they dropped to the floor. Grace’s underwear was quick to follow suit.

“I had an idea to spice tonight up if you’re interested.” He said, placing the pack of goodnights onto the same coffee table. Grace quickly shoved her hand into the package hold. She clutched a crinkly pull-up and brought it to her face. She breathed in deeply causing a refreshed smile to grow on her face. She was silent for a few second before reazling she should probably respond.

“Uh sure. Yeah, I’m fine with that! What did you have in mind?” Grace said while she stepped into the pull-up. She pulled the training panties up her legs and let it go with a snap. He made his way over to the living room stereo system. His hand grabbed the dangling AUX chord and plugged it into his phone. 

“I found these fun songs that are supposed to make you calmer. They can really help you get into that little mode too. Thought you’d like it!” He said, before hitting play. The sweet sounds of a music box started to softly fill the room. 

Grace was indifferent toward the music. She was going to play Animal Crossing on the switch anyways. Quickly she grabbed the joy cons and booted up the consol. Grace sat criss-cross applesauce right in front of the TV screen. Her pull-up was the only garment she had on below her waist.

“Have fun, sweetie.” He said, before patting her head. She looked back and shot a happy look. 

Grace went right to work on her garden. It was the crown jewel of her island. She started planting certain flowers to get the blend of colors just right. 

“Okay so I havsta’ puts this in dat one. Then I gots’ to put dis here.” She muttered, seemingly unaware of her strange word choice. The TV screen was becoming incredibly beautiful to Grace. It was almost like she didn’t want to look away. It brought crashing tidal waves of pleasure into her brain to just stare. 

Grace felt herself growing increasingly engrossed in the game. The outside world away from the edges of the TV screen started fading into black. The only thing her brain had the capacity to focus on was the game.  

“Huh?” She said, looking down confused at her pull-up. The crotch of her pull-up was growing warm and discolored. She was having a full blown accident. Most people would freak the hell out if they suddenly had no control over their bladder function. But just as quickly as Grace looked down, she snapped her head back up to the TV with a shrug. “Whateva” She said with a smile. No part of her brain cared after that moment that she was soaking her pants. It just didn’t matter to her. And why would it? Why else was she wearing a pull-up?