On The Road Again - Chapter 2 (Patreon)

Isla shifted in her seat as the journey continued. It was early, so the energy remained mostly calm until their first spot in a small town just outside the city they lived in. When Isla looked at her outfit before leaving, she marvelled at just how well her clothing choices hid the thick adult diapers underneath them. Now, she couldn’t help but notice every single crinkle or crevasse that was visible as a result of the diaper.

During the quiet hour to the small town, Isla had multiple emotional changes in her head. At first, she was embarrassed. Embarrassed that she went out of her way to not only buy several packs of diapers so that all the girls could have them during the trip (and then some), and even more embarrassed that she put one on before she asked the other girls. Then, she felt stupid. Stupid for thinking they would just remember, stupid for thinking it was a real claim and not a joke response, stupid for wasting her money on absurdly expensive adult diapers, stupid for putting one on, and stupid for planning her entire trips worth of clothes around the idea that she would be wearing a diaper underneath.

But then, she felt caught up in a strange feeling. One she had been feeling ever since she had committed to buying the diapers: excitement. Something about the diapers, or the idea of wearing a diaper, made her all warm and fuzzy inside. There was a comfort to it, as well as a naughtiness. Isla had always been the baby of her friend group, not to mention the baby of her family. And in truth, she was the type. She liked things like princess movies and pink everything; she had stuffies all over her bed still at 21, and the biggest thing: Isla was still a virgin.

While her friends, especially Kennedy, had blossomed into womanhood once high school started, Isla never caught up. She went through puberty alright, she certainly has the curves and breasts to show for it, but her emotional maturity never matched Heather and Kennedy’s. So when the pair started going out, sleeping with guys, having relationships that would last three months, Isla began to slip more and more into that little side of herself. Sure, she wanted to have sex, and there were countless crushes, but her lack of confidence and fragile heart didn’t allow her to take those steps. Plus, Kennedy and Heather were protective over her, so when a guy took interest, they usually dissected him to the point where he lost interest.

“What’cha thinking about?” Kennedy asked.

“Hm? Oh. Nothing much…” Isla replied.

“You alright? You seem a little down all of a sudden.”

“I’m fine, just hungry, I think.”

“Oh my god, SAME,” Heather groaned.

“We’re 15 minutes out,” Kennedy explained.

“Why are we going here anyway? Brado’s was way closer,” Heather asked.

“I… just thought we’d try something new. Is that cool?” Kennedy asked, some uncertainty in her voice.

“Whatever, just as long as we get there soon, I might fade into nothing from starvation.”

“And I need to pee,” Jill pulled out an earbud to announce her need.

“Ohhhh, Isla, get the diapers!” Heather joked. The girls laughed again; Isla looked out the window to hide her reddening cheeks.

“Diapers? What diapers? What’re you talking about?” Jill asked, flustered.

“Sorry, you missed that. Last year we all pissed ourselves, so Isla joked that we should all wear diapers this year,” Kennedy explained.

“That’s...weird,” Jill said as she put her earbud back in.

“It’s just a joke, Jill, but as I said, if you pee in my car, I will be diapering you personally.”

“Ew,” Jill replied.

“So, how many stops do we have on this trip again?” Heather asked.

“Five. Didn’t you look at the online itinerary I made?” Kennedy questioned.

“Nah, I just go along for the ride. Oh, look! Up ahead; can we stop there?” Heather pushed her arm through the front seat to point at an upcoming run-down barn.

“There? Why?” Kennedy asked.

“The aesthetic, why else? I wanna get some photos,” Heather explained.

“Oooo of me?” Kennedy asked gleefully.

“Well, yeah, and Isla and Jill too. I bought like 20 rolls of film, so I wanna use it.”

“I don’t need to be in photos,” Isla said shyly. “I’m wearing my travel wear!”

“Don’t be silly girl; you’re hot. Now pull over!” Heather demanded.

“Okay, be quick though, I want to get back on the road ASAP,” Kennedy explained.

Kennedy pulled into the old barn, and the four girls all stepped out of the car. Heather grabbed her camera bag and started fussing with her lens choices while Kennedy looked around the barn. Isla leaned against the car, eager to not have her backside in view of anyone, especially someone with a camera.

“Come on, you first, Isla,” Heather asked.

“Do Kennedy, she’s already there,” Isla suggested.

“Nah, I’m feeling you here,” Heather grabbed Isla’s arm and pulled her to the place she wanted. “Now stand still,” Heather asked as she used a spot meter to measure the exposure on Isla’s face. Then, she adjusted her camera settings and raised it to her eye.

“Just, stand here?” Isla asked.

“Can you turn to the side? Show me a little ass!” Heather asked playfully.

“Really? I don’t have the nicest ass….” Isla blushed.

“Oh, be serious Isla, you’re thicker than a goddamn snicker,” Kennedy joked.

“Turn, please!” Heather urged Isla. Isla’s heart was pounding, almost certain that as soon as she turned around, Heather would notice the extra padding on her backside. She turned slowly and gradually made a pose for Heather.

“Good, now turn your body a little right and look at the house behind you. My god girl your ass is fat!” Heather teased. Isla blushed as she heard the snap of the camera and realized that Heather now had a permanent record of her diapered ass sealed in film.

“You wearing spanks? There's some white fabric sticking out the bottom of your shorts,” Heather asked. Isla froze, and her embarrassment quickly transitioned to fear. Her heart practically pounded out of her chest, and she replied in a shaky voice.

“Yeah, spanks, hold on….” Isla turned away from Heather and looked at her ass. One of the flaps from the diaper was sticking out slightly, so she quickly tucked it into the padding and turned back. “Anything else?”

“One more, just a close-up,” Heather replied as she walked up to Isla. As she lifted the camera back up to her eye, she paused with concern. “You alright, Is’? You’re looking really pale.”

“Yeah,” Isla replied, her heart still pounding. “Just hungry…”