Truth or Dare

Chapter 7

"Are you kidding me?" Derick said. "Emma?"
"I'm telling you, it's true." Josh replied to his friend as the two sat in his basement den watching tv. "Anna told me and then Emma and her mom came to the register with a pack of diapers."
"Come on, man. That doesn't mean they were hers." Derrick objected, not wanting to believe what Josh was saying about his crush.
"You should have seen her face, dude. Red as a tomato. Emma still wets the bed."
"That is so bizarre. I can't believe the hottest girl in our class is a bedwetter." Derick laughed.
"No." Josh piled on. "I can't believe that at 18 years old her mom is still buying her pull-ups!"
"Well, what is she supposed to do? Isn't that what bedwetters wear?"
"Not when they're in high school, bro. They make adult diapers, you know?"
"True. True. I don't know man. The whole thing is weird. You still thinking of asking her out?"
Josh sat there for a moment. It was a hard pill to swallow, thinking Emma still wet the bed, but it didn't exactly change how attracted he was to her. In fact, the thought of her wearing diapers kind of intrigued him more. It added this layer of innocence and vulnerability to a girl that he once found intimidating.
"I mean, I don't see why not." Josh answered with a slight hesitation.
"You don't?" Derick interjected. "Dude, she pees the bed!"
"So, what?" Josh defended. "Remember that time you slept over and pissed on my couch?"
"We were 10, man" Derick said defensive. "Emma's 18. Do you really want to be waking up next to her in soaked sheets?"
"She obviously wears protection." Josh retorted, referring to the pack of nighttime pull-ups he sold her at the store.
"Even better." Derick said. "Do you want to be the guy dating the diaper girl?"
Josh really thought about that for a second. Dating a diaper girl? What would that be like? For some reason he just couldn't get the thought of Emma slipping on her nighttime training pants, wetting them in the night. He pictured her sound asleep, wearing nothing but a t-shirt and her diaper. Her thumb laying softly against her lips as she lets out a soft sigh and the padding around her butt swells and yellows. He imagined himself cuddling next to the girl as she has her accident. Much to his embarrassment, this image slightly aroused him. He quickly snapped out of it.
"I don't know. Maybe it's kinda... cute." Josh said to his friend.
"Cute?" Derick laughed out loud. "Oh my god! You like it."
"What? No! I just... I don't know. It's... it's sweet, is all. Innocent. Like, think about, man. Emma is the hottest girl at school. Isn't it nice to have something that kind of humanizes her."
Derick wasn't buying Josh's excuse. It was pretty clear that the diapers added some sort of layer to his attraction, but he wasn't going to judge his friend.
"Whatever, man. Why don't you call her?"
"What? Right now?" Josh said, shocked.
"Yeah. Why not? They're having that girls slumber party, right? It's perfect. She'll be so caught of guard and put on the spot. You want vulnerability? That's it right there."
Josh couldn't argue. And Emma was weighing heavily on his mind. He figured now was as good a time as any. He picked up the phone and dialed Emma's number.