The Last of Ellie's Continence [The Last of US - ABDL fanfic]

The Last of Ellie's Continence

Ellie turned in bed, panting and grunting as her subconscious entirely controlled her mind. Her legs moved around, driving away her blanket. Eventually, her eyes shoot open as she sits - immediately calming her with the reassurance that whatever just happened was nothing more than a dream.

However, the relief was short-lived, as her hands shot down between her thighs as she crossed her legs. Having had no time to think about her situation or react- she had failed to notice the large wet spot on her sheets.

"Damn it!" She cursed herself for her incapability to stay dry at night. However, that would not aid her desperate urge to pee, which was already defeating whatever diminutive control she had. Small spurts of pee continued to flood her already-soaked diaper as slight moans of desperation began to escape from her lips.

Tears began to form in her eyes as she realized that attempting to hold it any further was futile - and thus, she gave in. With a deep sigh of relief, she relaxed her leaking bladder and let the pee steadily stream into the diaper - which would in turn continue to leak all over her bed.

'Fuck... Not this again,' was all she managed to think to herself as she sat on her cool sheets with a recent warm puddle enveloping her butt and thighs.

She quickly dried off the tears from her eyes, realizing that sitting around would be of no benefit. She still had a duty to fulfil, and had to get up... Now she just had to walk to the common bathroom area to get cleaned up.

With a sigh, she gets up, the puddle spreading further as she does.

The first thing she is greeted by is the life-size mirror that she had found discarded.

Her wavy brown hair messily fell around her face, and her piercing green eyes were still ever so slightly tear-filled as she looked down to inspect her body. Her blue T-shirt which she comfortably wore to bed, has gotten wet, both in the front and back- clinging slightly to her slender body, and her previously white diaper (now tinted in a light yellow) sagged slightly between her thighs.

Haphazardly, she threw on a pair of grey sweatpants to at least somewhat hide her shame - though the soaked diaper's residue would quickly mark wet spots in a quite obvious manner, leaving a blush on her face, as her hopes of staying discrete were crushed.

She grabbed a towel, her casual clothes for duty and a diaper for changing, as well as a tiny toiletry bag for her supplies.

Exiting her room, she is relieved to see that nobody else is home - she must have slept in a little longer than usual.

Stepping outside, to her horror, she notices a vast amount of people walking around. Such was the life in Jackson City - as one of the best places left of humanity, people were casually out and about.

She kept her head down with a shameful blush on her cheeks as she heard the faint chuckles of surrounding bystanders. Many of them truly held no compassion.

"Poor girl really has no control, huh'?" She would hear a citizen exclaim to her friend. Tears once more formed in Ellie's eyes, as she wished they saw the different side of her which diligently slaughtered the infected.

"Ellie?" A familiar manly voice called out as she neared the bathrooms.

She looked up, still sobbing, to find that it was Joel.

"Another accident, huh'?" He asked gently, free of judgement. She was unable to formulate a response. He sighed before putting a hand on her shoulder.

"Don't worry so much about what other people think, okay? Just... go get cleaned up, and off some of those pesky infected, will ya'?" Joel exclaimed, efficiently cheering up her mood ever so slightly.