Incontinence, diapers and a lot of love.

Chapter 6*

Andy woke up that morning with a lightness in her heart. It had been a few days since she returned home, and she was thrilled to be back with Elly. But something about Elly was different this time. She seemed distant, distracted even, as if something was weighing heavily on her mind. Andy had noticed small changes in Elly's behavior—the way she excused herself to the bathroom more frequently, the tension in her body when they were close. It was subtle, but Andy could tell something was off.

As Andy got out of bed, she glanced at the clock. Silently, she dressed herself, but as she moved around the room, she accidentally bumped her toe against a cardboard box that was sloppily hidden under the bed. Curious, she bent down to pull the box out. To her surprise, the box was filled with diapers and pull-ups.

Andy's heart skipped a beat. A wave of excitement washed over her, though she quickly shook it off, feeling a bit guilty. She knew she shouldn't be turned on by something like this, especially if it was causing Elly distress. But the truth was, Andy had always had a secret fascination with incontinence. It was something she'd never talked about with anyone, not even Elly. She had kept it hidden, thinking it was too weird, too embarrassing to share.

Now, holding one of the pull-ups in her hand, Andy felt a strange mix of emotions—excitement, curiosity, and concern. Why hadn't Elly told her about this? What was going on? Andy knew she couldn't bring it up, not yet. Elly wasn't ready to talk about it, and Andy didn't want to push her. But the discovery lingered in the back of her mind all day.

It was still early, and Elly was sound asleep. Andy decided to make breakfast and surprise her. She tiptoed to the kitchen, careful not to wake Elly, and started preparing their favorite pancakes, though her mind was busy with thoughts of what she had discovered.

Later that morning, as they sat down for breakfast, Andy tried to act normal, but she couldn't help stealing glances at Elly. She watched the way Elly shifted uncomfortably in her seat, the way she seemed lost in thought. It broke Andy's heart to see her like this, so anxious and on edge. She wanted to help, to comfort her, but she didn't know how without revealing what she had found.

The day passed in a blur. They ran errands, went for a walk in the park, and even did some shopping. But all the while, Andy couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to happen. She could sense Elly's growing tension, her unease. It was like a ticking time bomb, and Andy felt powerless to stop it. She also started to notice that Elly seemed to use the toilet more often than usual, and it was highly suspicious. Andy wondered how she hadn't noticed it sooner.

That evening, after they had settled in to watch a movie, Andy noticed Elly squirming uncomfortably on the couch. She tried to ignore it, focusing on the screen, but her mind kept drifting back to the pull-ups she had found. She wanted to ask Elly if she was okay, but she didn't want to make her feel even more self-conscious.

Halfway through the movie, Andy felt Elly stiffen beside her. She turned her head just in time to see Elly's face flush with panic. Elly's eyes were wide, her breath coming in quick, shallow gasps. And then, it happened. Elly let out a soft moan, almost inaudible, but to Andy, who was fully focused on her now, it felt loud.

A few soft wet farts filled the room, still quiet enough to barely notice, but Andy's suspicious eyes darted to Elly's lower body, lingering on her lap. She saw a small wet spot forming on the front of her pajamas. Elly was now really fidgeting, her attention clearly not on the movie anymore.

Elly's body tensed as a deep blush spread across her cheeks. Andy watched in stunned silence as Elly let out a small, choked gasp, followed by another wet fart and a grunt. Andy knew something was wrong, but before she could react, Elly's face crumpled in distress. The room was silent, except for the faint rustling of fabric as Elly's body seemed to release involuntarily.

Andy's heart pounded in her chest. She didn't want to believe it, but she knew. Elly had just had an accident. And not just any accident—it was significant, unmistakable. Andy could see the way Elly's shoulders shook with silent sobs, her face buried in her hands as she tried to hold back the tears.

In that moment, Andy felt a surge of conflicting emotions. Her body reacted with a wave of arousal that she immediately tried to suppress. This wasn't the time for that, not when Elly was clearly devastated. Andy could feel the heat rising in her cheeks, her breath quickening, but she forced herself to push those feelings aside.

What mattered now was Elly.

Andy gently placed a hand on Elly's back, feeling her tremble beneath her touch. "Elly," she whispered softly, trying to keep her voice steady. "It's okay. I'm here."

Elly flinched at the contact, her body still tense and rigid. She couldn't bring herself to look at Andy, too ashamed and humiliated by what had just happened. "I'm so sorry," Elly choked out, her voice barely audible. "I didn't mean to—"

"Shh, it's okay," Andy interrupted, her heart breaking at the sight of Elly in such distress. "You don't have to apologize. It's not your fault."

Elly finally looked up, her eyes red and puffy from crying. "But I—" she started, but Andy shook her head, pulling her into a gentle embrace.

"No buts," Andy said firmly, holding Elly close. "I don't care about that. I just want you to be okay."

Elly melted into Andy's arms, her sobs quieting as she clung to her for comfort. Andy stroked her hair, whispering soothing words, trying to calm her down. Inside, though, Andy was fighting her own internal battle. She could feel the heat of arousal still simmering beneath the surface, and it made her feel guilty. How could she be turned on by something that was causing Elly so much pain?

But Andy also knew that this was her chance to show Elly that she loved her, no matter what. She couldn't let her own feelings get in the way. She needed to be strong for Elly, to help her through this, even if it meant keeping her own desires hidden.

After a few minutes, Elly pulled back slightly, wiping her eyes. "I—I need to go clean up," she said, her voice still shaky.

Andy nodded, giving her a reassuring smile. "Take your time. I'll be here when you're ready."

Elly hesitated, then slowly got up from the couch. As she walked towards the bathroom, Andy's eyes followed her, her heart aching for her girlfriend. She couldn't help but notice the clearly visible bulge between Elly's legs. She wished she could take away Elly's pain, make her feel safe and loved. But all she could do was wait and hope that Elly would eventually open up to her.

Once Elly was out of sight, Andy let out a deep breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding. She leaned back on the couch, closing her eyes for a moment as she tried to compose herself. The arousal she had felt earlier still lingered, but she pushed it down, focusing instead on what she could do to support Elly.

When Elly returned a few minutes later, looking pale and exhausted, Andy stood up to meet her. She gently took Elly's hand, leading her back to the couch. They sat down together, Andy wrapping her arm around Elly's shoulders, pulling her close.

"Thank you," Elly whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.

"For what?" Andy asked, pressing a kiss to Elly's forehead.

"For not freaking out," Elly said, her eyes welling up with tears again. "For being here."

Andy's heart swelled with love for Elly, and she held her even tighter. "I'll always be here for you, Elly. No matter what."

Elly nodded, leaning into Andy's embrace, finding comfort in her warmth and reassurance. Andy knew that this wasn't the end of their struggle, but it was a step in the right direction. She would be patient, she would be understanding, and she would wait for Elly to be ready to talk about it.

For now, all that mattered was that Elly knew she wasn't alone. They would face this together, one step at a time.

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This will be the end of Elly's secret. I'm exited for the chapters I have planned next.

Word count (without including this): 1416