Author's note: This series involves adult diapers, wetting, and embarrassment.
This is part of the 'Sapphire Lane' universe.
Chapter 5
Kelly awoke on Wednesday for another day at high school, finding she still felt a little horny from the night before. She thought back to Ange's nocturnal visit, and how she had orally pleasured the Korean girl, thrilled that she had tasted her pussy though also regretful that she couldn't receive an orgasm in return due to needing to hide the mortifying fact she was diapered.
That thought reminded her, and Kelly reached down to feel the padding between her legs, relieved to find that it was dry. Not that she expected it to be wet, as she was eighteen years old and didn't wet the bed, however after several humiliating experiences where, for one reason or another, she had wet a diaper, the girl was becoming increasingly anxious about keeping them dry, nervous that otherwise Hana would continue to believe they were a necessity.
As expected, there was a quiet knock on her bedroom door, and Hana entered.
"Morning, another dry night?" The woman asked.
"Yes, two in the row!" Kelly nodded though felt she shouldn't feel too proud of that achievement, and flushed as Hana still slipped her hand down her pyjama bottoms to have a feel that her diaper was indeed dry.
"That's good, just leave it in here and I'll dispose of it. You can wear pullups to school today unless you would feel safer in the diapers still... after all you did have an accident at the ice cream parlour last night."
"No, pullups will be fine!" Kelly insisted, not wanting to miss her chance to 'progress', as though wearing pullups in the daytime was still humiliating, they were at least better than being taped in a diaper, being able to be easily pulled down to use the toilet properly.
"Okay, just make sure you go change if you wet one, as otherwise it might leak more easily than a diaper does." Hana advised the embarrassed teen, and gave her a stack of pullups she had brought with her. "Make sure you put a couple spare in your school bag."
"Yes, will do." Kelly said, though thought that she should not need them, not intending to ever wet a pullup, with Georgia bullying her into it being her only concern but she planned to just avoid the girl, or at least ensure she didn't encounter her when she was alone.
Hana left her to get ready, and Kelly gathered together her school uniform, and took a bra from her underwear drawer, feeling a little surge of stinging embarrassment when she saw her unused panties. She picked up one of the pullups, concealing it in the middle of her bundle of clothes, then went to the bathroom but Ange heard her in the landing, and came out her room.
"Morning!" The girl grinned, and learnt forward to kiss the ginger girl on the lips, who eagerly returned the kiss. "Was my mom just in your room?"
"Oh yeah, I think she's worried I'm going to oversleep after not getting up so bright and early yesterday so guess she's acting as my alarm clock for me!" Kelly made up as an excuse, after all she couldn't tell the other teen that the woman had in fact came by to check whether she had wet her diaper, and to deliver her new pullups.
"So typical of my mom!" Ange laughed, and pulled the girl into another kiss, this time caressing her hand over the teen's arm. Kelly couldn't resist reaching to have a gentle touch of the girl's breasts through her pyjama top, but then pulled away.
"Stop, what if your mom sees?" Kelly whispered, though was actually nervous about the girl's hand wandering down further to feel her butt, which would be unmistakably padded beneath her pyjamas due to the diaper she was still in.
"She's downstairs making breakfast!" Ange giggled. "And she wouldn't mind as long as it doesn't get in the way of our studies, you know she is aware that we're both lesbians..."
Kelly was aware, after all Hana had thought she was going to sneak into Ange's room (when really she was on her way to the bathroom) when the woman had caught her on the landing on her first night in the house, and her only problem had been that it was a school night so she didn't want them to be tired.
"Exactly, and this will make us late for school as I need to get ready!" Kelly grinned, using that as an excuse but giving the teen another kiss before hurrying into the bathroom.
In the bathroom she happily stripped out of the bulky pink diaper, wishing it was for the last time but knowing she would likely have to at least wear them for a few more dry nights until Hana could be persuaded she didn't need them.
After her shower, she examined the pullups which were purple with a pattern of white stars. Kelly wished the woman had picked her some less girlish ones, but guessed it didn't make much difference, as after all she didn't intend to let anyone see she was wearing them either way. She pulled them on, feeling the much slimmer fit and absence of too much padding between her legs or against her butt, though they didn't exactly feel like panties still... but they were certainly better than the thicker white diapers with purple flowers that she had worn to school and Lazy Sundaes the day before.
She moved around the bathroom in them, pleased that they also seemed to crinkle less as the noise, even though no one had noticed it, had always been an additional concern when wearing the diapers. Kelly then quickly got dressed in the Ginerva Academy uniform, and went downstairs to join her host family for breakfast.
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The day at high school passed normally, or what Kelly felt would be considered 'normal', after all it was only her third day there but she knew that being forced to wet her diaper by a mean girl shouldn't be an everyday occurrence. She kept to her plan of avoiding Georgia between lessons, though when she was just getting some things from her locker, the girl passed by and smirkingly asked if she was dry.
"Yes." Kelly blushed, being in front of Ange and her other new friends, though even if it was only Georgia, thought it would hardly be a triumphant gesture to reveal to the girl that she was now wearing a pullup instead of a diaper beneath her plaid skirt.
"What did that mean?" Thora asked, confused.