Sabotage - Epilogue (Patreon)

As Breanna finished her powdering and tapped her diaper onto her waist, she started to reflect on her new reality. Serina and Breanna’s parents decided that they should live with the mistakes they made for a short while after they came clean about their escalating conflict.

That was six months ago now.

Robert thought that one month of diapers would be sufficient for them to learn their lesson. But tensions were still high, and right when their one month was up, Breanna and Serina got in another argument at school that resulted in Breanna pulling down Serina’s pants in the hallway and Serina pushing Breanna to the ground when trying to return the favour. The school issued them a 3-day suspension, and so Robert issued them another one month of diapering.

Finally, the day came to listen to the removal track and take off the diapers. Robert allowed the girls to have their electronics back at night so they could listen, and both Serina and Breanna let the track play as they fell asleep and had it loop overnight.

The next morning, Breanna woke up in a wet bed.

Outraged, Breanna barged into Serina’s room, certain that she had interfered with the removal track in some way, but when Serina woke up from Breanna’s shouting, she revealed a wet bed under her blanket as well.

“It must just take some time to set in,” Breanna rationalized in a panic. “We probably just need to listen to it for a few more days.” Serina agreed, and the pair dawned the padding again. Robert was confused.

“I thought you guys removed the hypnosis?” He asked.

“We thought so too, but so far...no luck,” Breanna explained.

“Well, try again tonight,” Robert said, concerned. “Hopefully it takes effect after that.”

So the girls went through their day as normal, then went home, got through their evening, and eagerly went to bed. Breanna was certain it would work the second time, so she wore panties to bed. Serina was weary though and wore a thick, fresh diaper to sleep. The track looped all night, and when Serina and Breanna woke up, they both eagerly threw back their blankets.

Serina saw a wet diaper, Breanna saw a wet bed. Breanna once again let herself into Serina’s room and stood in the doorway in her wet panties.

“Are you…?” Breanna asked, not certain she wanted to know the answer. Serina just nodded, and Breanna felt faint. “What the fuck is going on?” she asked. “This should be working!”

“I don’t know,” Serina replied. “You said this would work!”

“It is supposed to work! It said so online. What, you want me to email the bladder hypnosis person and ask why their files are working so well that we can't remove them?”

“I don’t know; maybe, we just need to figure this out!”

Robert shared Serina’s concerns when the girls came out with padding under their school clothes again. “Okay, what’s going on, Breanna?” he asked.

“Why does everyone keep asking me that? I don’t know!” Breanna complained.

“Keep trying it, girls,” Jessica said, trying to calm them. “We already know it’s not an overnight thing. The more your subconscious gets exposure to the removal track, the better. This could be one of those things that are easier to start than stop.”

Serina’s bitterness carried through the school day as she felt her bladder give during class after class. Suddenly, as she was sitting in her final block of class for the day, she got an idea. Serina looked over to Breanna and whispered. “Full package!”

“Why the fuck would you say that? I just changed!” Breanna complained.

“Oh my god….” Serina said in realization. “Say it to me!”

“Full package, you bitch--wait...I don’t feel anything!” Breanna gasped.

“I don’t either, which means only one thing,” Serina whispered, more excited with the realization than worried about its repercussions.

“Girls! Something to share?” their teacher asked, calling attention to their conversation.

“No, sorry,” Breanna replied. The two waited for the teacher to get back to her lesson, then resumed whispering.

“What does this mean then?” Breanna asked.

“That the removal worked,” Serina replied.

“Well, maybe for the triggers, but not the regular wetting and messing. Why hasn’t that stopped?”

“The same reason it worked in the first place: conditioning.”

“Girls! Am I going to have to send you to the principal's office?” The teacher interrupted again.

“No, so sorry!” Serina replied, then continued when it was clear. “We’ve spent two months peeing and pooping ourselves whenever the urge has hit, right? Well, our body get’s used to that, hypnosis or not. I read about this lady who became incontinent after pregnancy because she didn’t try to hold her pee in for long. And since the baby putting pressure on her bladder already made her capacity to hold smaller, by the time she had given birth, she was only able to hold a tiny amount of pee, essentially making it impossible.”

“So, you’re saying; we aren’t hypnotized anymore, we’re...actually incontinent?” Breanna asked, getting louder with the realization.

“Okay, that’s it. Serina and Breanna, you--” the teacher started, but right as they were about to make demands, the bell rang through the air, signalling their freedom for the day. “You will not talk during my lecture next class. Otherwise, I will be sending you both to the office. Understood?” They asked once the bell stopped.

“Understood!” Both girls replied in unison and got up to leave.

“Yes, incontinent. Or at least, unpotty-trained,” Serina continued as they walked through the halls.

“So, it’s not about hypnosis anymore. It’s about...potty-training?” Breanna asked.

“If we can, as far as I understand, it’s much harder to learn as an adult than as a child.”

“Fuck, so there is a chance we can be like this...permanently?”

“I’m saying that’s a very good chance, especially given our current state.”

“Fuck. Shit! This isn’t happening,” Breanna said, beginning to panic more. Serina stayed surprisingly cool-headed.

“Hmm,” was all Serina could reply with.

“Hmm? HMM? What do you mean, hmm? Aren’t you scared? Aren’t you angry? Maybe if your dad hadn’t made us stay like this for two months, we would be back to normal!” Breanna complained.

“And maybe if you hadn’t hypnotized me to wet myself, we would be here at all. How about that?” Serina asked, shutting up Breanna. “This is your fault, and it’s my fault. We were acting like children; it’s only fitting that we end up living with these childish consequences.”

“Oh, look at you, Miss Noble and True. If we didn’t have to spend two months with the hypnotic suggestions, we would be fine, and you know that. And I’m going to tell your dad that tonight, that he fucked us up for life probably!” Breanna fumed. Serina stopped walking just as they were about to get to their car and faced Breanna.

“Don’t you fucking dare. I would have done the same thing if I were him. We deserve it. That’s the end of it. You fucked with me; I fucked with you; it came back and fucked with us both. That’s all it is, Breanna. Self-sabotage.”

Breanna stood stunned and felt the trickle of her bladder begin to warm the inside of her diaper. She closed her eyes, conceding, and got in the car.

Now six-month later, Breanna is securing a diaper to her waist as she gets ready to go. Potty training was attempted but quickly given up on when Breanna realized she never even felt the urge to go long enough to try to hold it. Serina didn’t try, and in fact, has become quite comfortable with her diapers. She finds some comfort in them, but it also serves as a reminder, which Serina sometimes relays to Breanna.

“Whenever I think about getting angry at you and taking that horrible path, all I have to do is look between my legs and know the consequences. And maybe next time when I ask you to give me back my sandwich, you’ll do the same.”

The End.

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And just like that, it's over! Sabotage has been going on since MAY 2020! That's unreal to me, and to finally finish it off is resulting in some real mixed feelings. Happy that people enjoyed it so much and I was able to write for that long, but also sad to say goodbye to these characters. Thank you so much to everyone for their support, engagement and feedback during this adventure.

Next week will be a one-shot, but after that, we're treading into new territory! Or should I say, we're hitting the road...