Finally Alone - One Shot (Patreon)

“Alright, have a good month, hun!” Amelia’s dad called as he left through the front door with his wife.

“Bye! Have a good trip!” Amelia replied, impatiently tapping her fingers behind her back and crossing her legs in desperation.

“Love you!” her mom added.

“Love you too! Bye!” Amelia was struggling to hide her eagerness for them to leave, but finally, the door closed behind them. Amelia ran to the upstairs window and watched them toss their suitcases in the car, buckle up and drive away. She was excited and starting to get painfully desperate to pee, but she wasn’t about to get so excited that she got ahead of herself and got caught because they forgot something.

As the car finally turned the corner and out of Amelia’s sight, she sighed, smiled with manic glee, and ran to her room. She had this date on her calendar for months. With COVID halting all travel plans for the last two years, her parents hadn’t been able to go on the month-long Europe trip they planned. Finally, they were going, and Amelia was ready.

Amelia, a twenty-one-year-old university student, hardly had any alone time to indulge in some of her…stranger fantasies. She went from being in school all day and her parents being around in the evening to COVID striking and everyone being at home all the time. She needed this month to herself, and she wasn’t going to waste a minute.

Amelia discovered her kinks later than some; she was 19 and starting to explore sexually when a now-ex-boyfriend introduced her to little space and the daddy dom, little girl dynamic. She took to it like a sponge to water. It didn’t take long after he introduced it to her that she was spending as much time as she could at his place wearing diapers, wetting her pants and pretending to have “accidents,” and as much as she could in the kink. Now, she reminisces about that time, telling herself it was a shame he was a cheating asshole; otherwise, he’d be the perfect partner to fulfill her needs.

Her ex’s parents were separated, and his dad worked out of town mostly, so they had a lot of time to themselves. When that relationship ended, Amelia tried to continue to play in that space at home, but there were too many close calls for her to justify doing it without seriously risking getting caught.

Amelia was now alone for a whole month, and she was ready. Over the past few weeks, she’s been gradually ordering what she needs for her special month. Countless diapers of varying size and style, adult-size pacifiers and ‘little’ clothes, and more. Her parents were always around, but they were never very snoopy, so she didn’t worry about them digging through her things or even inquiring about the barrage of online orders. Her last point of preparation was ensuring she would have a bursting bladder by the time they left; she casually spent the morning sipping at her water bottle and filling it repeatedly. Her timing was perfect; she could hardly hold it any longer.

Amelia ran to her room and pulled the boxes from under her bed. She was overwhelmed with choices; pink diapers, goodnites, thick adult diapers, cloth diapers; she didn’t know where to start! Eventually, she had to pick one, fully knowing she’d get to all of them eventually and that if she waited any longer, she’d pee her pants before even getting one on (not that that wasn’t also an exciting option to her). So she decided on a super crinkly plastic-backed ABDL diaper that was super thick, pasty white and had baby blocks on the front.

She unravelled it carefully, savouring the moment. Her eyes widened at its full size once fully opened, and she felt her core warm with horny anticipation. Amelia quickly stripped all her clothes off and lowered herself on the diaper. Then, she reached for the baby powder in her collection of goodies. When she opened the powder, her eyes rolled back from the smell, and she groaned with pleasure. Slowly and very deliberately, she covered herself in the white goodness. She applied much, much more than she needed to, and she couldn’t help but swing her head back and close her eyes as the powder coated her crotch.

Finally, once her lower half was thoroughly coated, she put the powder bottle aside and pulled the front of the diaper over herself. The padding hugged her waist perfectly, and she taped herself in as if it was some sacred ritual. When the last tape was secured, she grabbed at the crinkly padding, which quickly evolved into rubbing and moaning. She was still so desperate, and as much as she wanted to hold on until she lost control, she couldn’t help herself. She needed to feel the warmth flood around her now.

Amelia relaxed her body, spread her legs and held the diaper gently with her hands. It didn’t take long for her bladder to accept the relaxation as an excuse to void, and suddenly she was overwhelmed with a rush of excitement. Piss erupted against the white padding, hissing loudly, yellowing it instantly. Her hands squeezed the saturated padding, and the warmth flowed all around her crotch. She couldn’t wait for her bladder to finish; she needed an orgasm. Amelia rubbed vigorously at the front of her wet diaper, the soaked padding brushing against her sensitive clit. The piss continuing to flow added an extra layer of warmth and pleasure, and after only a few moments of rubbing, Amelia’s body tightened and spasmed with an explosive orgasm.

Her legs shook, and her body trembled; she wasn’t sure if she was still peeing or squirting more liquid into the padding. She gasped and took a minute to catch her breath.

Once she calmed, she closed her legs together to feel the padding between them. It was so thick and saturated that she wasn’t sure she could walk or move with the diaper still on.

“Honey?” Suddenly, a call rang out from downstairs. Amelia shot upright, and her heart sank. They came back home.

“Amelia?” Her dad called, and she sprung into action. Amelia grabbed as much of her ABDL stuff as she could and shoved it under her bed. Once that was out of sight, she could hear the stomping of her parents walking upstairs. She had no time. She quickly grabbed her shirt, pulled it over her chest and dove under the covers of her bed, just in time for her mom to poke her head into the room.

“Hey!” Amelia said casually, masking how out of breath she was.

“Ugh. Wouldn’t you know it, our flight was delayed. Thankfully we checked before we got too far, but now we don’t leave until 11 pm,” Her mom approached the bed and sat on the edge. “What’re you doing? Having a nap?”

“Yeah, nap time…” Amelia replied.

“Well, I won’t bother you,” She said and started to stand up when suddenly, she stopped to sniff something. “What is that?”

“What’s what?” Amelia asked.

“Just smells like…baby powder.”