Emily's Diapering

Chapter IV

After her mother finally left her bedroom, Emily chose to go for the stakeout. She had a suspicion that her mother would come in her room to check whether she was asleep. Predicting this, the teen opted to turn off the lights and pretend to sleep, still wearing nothing but her pullup and the nightshirt.

Emily spent her time taking sleep thinking about how embarrassing what was happening to her. Whilst considering a scenario where her school found out about her situation, she heard the telltale creak of the old floorboard in front of her door and knew what was about to follow.

As her mother entered her bedroom, her eyes flitted between the various objects in the room, finally focusing on the matter at hand: her daughter.

As her mother approached her bedside stand, Emily's mind was uncomfortably swirling with thoughts, wondering what her mother wanted to do with her even after knowing she was asleep. Abruptly, her mother paused.

Emily scrunched her eyes even more tightly shut. Then, all of sudden, her mother reached underneath the teenager's covers, feeling for the girl's pullup, which she presumed would be wet. Upon noticing that her daughter was completely dry, she stood back for a moment, proud of her little girl.

"Oh, look how much she's grown!" her mother whispered.

Her job done, she left the room, shutting the door with one wistful gaze back at her daughter.

Emily, on the other hand, had slightly different plans.

After waiting another minute to make sure that her mum had truly left, she stealthily crawled out of her bed and set another alarm on her phone; this alarm was fifteen minutes before the alarm she typically used to wake up for school.

Emily slid off the pullup, grimacing at the fact that she had actually worn it. Next, she carefully tiptoed over to her dresser and pulled out a pair of panties, wearing those instead of the pullup.

Emily then proceeded to search for a hiding spot where she could stash the pullup until the morning.

The adrenalin coursing through veins for engaging in something this risky gave Emily the strength to simply hide the pullup inside her dresser.

Lying down on her bed, exhausted, she pulled the covers over her head and closed her eyes, content in knowing that her alarm would allow her to wear the pullup before her mum woke up.

A fleeting thought entered her mind... had she set the alarm for the morning or the evening?

Emily chose to ignore this premonition, confident in herself and extremely drowsy...