Truth or Dare

Chapter 6

As the puddle beneath her butt began to cool, warm tears started to roll down Emma's cheek as her group of friends giggled with glee at the image of an 18 year old having wet herself like a child on her bedroom floor. The fact that Emma was now crying over it made the scene that much more comical. Sitting in her soiled shorts, Emma was underly humiliated. She couldn't believe her friend would dare her to do such a thing, and she was even more baffled that she actual accepted the dare. A move that would prove to be a huge mistake.
"It's okay, Em." Anna teased. "Accidents happen You just need to go tell your mommy you pottied in your pants, so she can change you."
Emma started to sober up. She was not going to stand for this. This was supposed to be a fun game, not a humiliation contest. Emmas was not some little kid. She wasn't going to go up to her mother and tell her she peed her pants.
"I'm not doing that." Emma said. "I did the dare, Anna. Let's just move on." Emma thought her friends would see how upset she was and realize their attempt at being funny failed, but what Anna said next showed her that her friends fully intended to embarrass her.
"No, no Emma." Anna said. "You don't understand. You are going to tell your mom that you peed your pants, or I'm sending these pictures to Josh. I already told him about your little bedwetting problem. I'm sure the jump to pants-wetter won't be that hard to believe."
"Bedwetting problem?" Emma interjected. "What are you talking about?"
"Don't be embarrassed, Emma. He saw your nighttime pull-ups already. I just confirmed what he already knew." Anna continued her taunting.
"You bitch!" Emma said. "Those are Marah's pull-ups!"
"Really, Emma?" Anna said. "You're going to frame your little sister? You were with your mom when she bought them. You were the one getting supplies for your slumber party. And you are the one who just peed her pants."
"You dared me to!" Emma objected.
"And now I'm daring you to tell your mom. Unless you want me to send these pictures."
"Come on, Emma. We're just teasing." Abby jumped in. "It's just part of the fun."
Emma stood up. Her pants were starting to get cold and very uncomfortable. She definitely wanted a change and it didn't seem like she was going to get one unless she did as her friends said.
"Fine." Emma said, crossing her arms in a pout.
"Good girl." Anna said. "All you have to do is go along with us tonight and in the morning we'll delete all the pictures. Sound good?'
It didn't sound good, but Emma knew it was the only way to preserve her reputation. As long as she avoided Josh seeing her in peed pants, she could still convince him that it was all a misunderstanding. That those pull-ups were her little sister's and that was that. It just sucked that in order to keep her crush from thinking she was a pants-wetter, she had to tell her mom that she was. That was humiliating in itself, but not as humiliating as what happened when she opened the door. Standing right there, getting ready to knock, was Marah. Just earlier that day, Emma had made fun of her sister for having an accident, and now there she was standing before her in wet pants. She couldn't deny the cruel irony. And, of course, the situation was even worse considering she now had to let her believe that this was in fact an accident or risk her friends' blackmail.
Marah was already startled by the opening door, as was Emma, but her mouth opened even wider when she caught glimpse of the soaked crotch of her sister's pants. She probably would've assumed Emma had just spilled something on herself, but the redness of her face and the tears in her eyes confirmed the unbelievable. Marah may have been a bedwetter, but she never peed her pants while awake, not since early childhood. A soft laugh slipped out of the child's mouth as all the girls in the bedroom giggled in delight.
"Mooooommm!"