In This Together - Chapter 20 (Hazel) | Finale (Patreon)

Three months and the MRI came and went, and the news wasn’t great. In order to get my bladder control back, I would have to undergo risky spinal surgery that could possibly damage my nerves worse than before and even had a high chance of not 100% resolving my incontinence. Bo and I talked about it, and I ultimately decided not to take the risk.

Diapers had become a regular part of my and Bo’s life. We used them for practical purposes, like the fact that I had to wear them 24/7, but we also used them on Bo for additional spice in our bedroom activities. I no longer forced Bo to wear his diapers all the time, but there were days when it seemed like that was still a good idea.

Only two weeks after our argument, where everything was revealed, we continued Bo’s training. It was entirely his idea after finally getting on board with my premature kink. After a bit of open experimentation, it turns out he kind of liked being submissive, and he wanted me to feel sexy all the time. Now, whenever he’s annoying me or if I’m just feeling naughty, I’ll flash him my bra or, in extreme cases, my bare tits. He still hasn’t cum from just the sight of them, but he’s said he’s felt like he’s gotten super close. The erection builds, and he starts leaking pre-cum, but so far, no spontaneous eruption without stimulation.

That can’t be said for when we do no-diaper days, a day I tested our for fun once when I was trying to make up for lying to him. It was simple enough: spend the day at home, drink lots of fluids and don’t wear diapers. My bladder did the rest, and I would just pee and pee and pee directly into pants, panties, shorts, pajamas, chairs, anything.

“Uh oh!” I would say all pathetic and sexy as the piss casually dribbled down my legs, soaking the tight grey leggings I picked explicitly for wetting. “Daddy, I had an accident!”

“Oh fuck,” Bo would mumble as he watched the liquid spread down my leg into a puddle at my feet. I knew I had him right where I wanted him.

“I’m just so pathetic, aren’t I?” I said, teasing him. “I can’t control my bladder. I pissed all over myself!”

I watched his eyes lock on my legs as I slowly strutted towards him.

“Aren’t I just pathetic, daddy?” I asked him. Bo could only nod, his body trembling to fight off an impending orgasm, as I turned my back to him and showed him my wet ass. “Well, not as pathetic as you, though, right?”

My tone would shift as I dropped the false voice and grabbed hold of my dominance over him. “Look at you, trembling at the sight of a woman’s wet legs. You must be really something. Have you even fucked a woman before? Or are you some pathetic premature virgin?” I could hear his heartbeat and see the wet spot of pre-cum forming on his sweatpants. Now was the time.

“Well, if I can show you my tits, and you don’t cum in your pants right here, I’ll let you fuck me. I’ll let you stick that hard cock right between my legs and pound me. You can even rip these wet pants open and fuck me on my puddle; how does that sound? Can you do that, baby?”

Bo nodded. “Y-yes. I won’t cum….”

“Good boy,” I said as I stepped back, letting him look at my whole figure. I grabbed at the bottom of my loose-fitting t-shirt, perfect for hiding my big breasts, and prepared to trigger him. “You ready?”

Bo nodded, and I lifted the t-shirt. His eyes widened as I let him bear witness to my bare chest. My full, perky tits were out on full display for him. No bra, no lace, nothing. Just my naked boobs for him to gawk at.

“Cum for me,” I demanded.

My eyes, of course, were staring directly at the tent in his pants, and sure enough, after only a few moments of my tits on display, Bo began to tremble, and a wet stain formed around his spasming cock.

“Uh oh!” I teased and lowered my shirt. “Looks like daddy had an accident too!”

Bo moaned and collapsed to his knees. I walked over to him and looked down.

“Now it’s my turn,” I said. Then, I pulled down my pants and wrapped the wet leggings around his neck, using them as leverage to pull him closer. He knew what to do at this point, and he grabbed my wet panties with his mouth and used his jaw to pull them away from my pulsating, hot pussy. I helped him get them all the way off after he got them to my knees, then threw the panties in the piss puddle.

Bo positioned himself between my thighs, and I spread my legs, awaiting his tongue. Slowly, he licked my pussy, making sure to make a journey around my hole before settling on my clit. I gripped his head as he pleasured me, knowing I was nearly as quick to orgasm nowadays as he was.

Pure ecstasy overwhelmed me as he licked, and before long, I screamed with an orgasm. My legs trembled, and I fell to his level on the floor. We looked at each other, lust and hormones flaring, and I pulled him in for a passionate kiss.

When we finally pulled away from each other, we both needed to catch our breath. Bo laughed, and I started laughing too.

“That was insane,” he said.

“Yeah, that was amazing,” I replied.

“Should I start the laundry?”

I contemplated for a moment. “Nah, I think I might have another pair of pants still dry.”

Bo laughed. “I don’t know if I have more cum in me!”

I flashed him a sly smile, then grabbed his crotch, feeling the hot, wet, sticky stain between his bulge and my palm. “I think we can get some more out….”

“Alright, but can it at least be inside you this time?” Bo asked playfully.

I laughed. “We’ll see if you can get it in this time; how about that?”

“Let’s see you drink a large glass of water and hold it for an hour; how about that?” Bo replied, and I raised an eyebrow.

“Keep talking like that, and I might order a chastity cage,” I threatened, then leaned in to whisper in his ear. “How about that?”

I got up and looked a Bo, blushing a hot shade of red, sitting next to my piss puddle with a cum stain on his pants, then walked over to pick up my wet pants and panties for the laundry. We were both young adults, uselessly spewing fluids without control, but it didn’t matter as long as we were doing it together.

THE END.

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