The Diaper Bet

Chapter 3: Raising the Steaks

"Liv, you jerk!" Emma stormed out of the laundry room, determined to find something else she could wear under her skirt. Even going without underwear would be better than this. She dug deep in her closet, trying to find a pair of her secret underwear she only wears on dates, unaware that bending over put her diaper on full display under her skirt.

Oliva couldn't help herself. Everything about this gave her more ideas on how to mess with her bestie. Olivia pulled out her phone and snapped a few more photos to match her video. She wanted to keep this going, but how? Then it struck her: the perfect way to mess with Emma. Olivia stepped out of the room and snuck across the hall to the bathroom. She grabbed the spare keys and locked the bathroom door closed.

"This is too perfect. Without toilet access, she'll have no other choice but to wear another diaper." Olivia returned to the living room and began looking through the diaper bag again. She needed to get everything ready for the 'baby's' diaper change. Looking through the bag, she came across something she hadn't seen before. It looked like a pill bottle but much larger.

 Reading the label, Oliva grinned. "Oh, this is too good." Olivia set aside everything she needed for the change, including her little surprise, and returned to Emma's bedroom door.

"You aren't going to find any." Olivia taunted.

"You are such a bitch you know that." Emma smiled back at her. She was frustrated, but she also enjoyed Olivia's antics; that's why they became such best friends.

"Yeah, but you still love me." Olivia leaned up against the door frame, enjoying making her friend squirm.

"That doesn't change the fact that there is no way you will get me to wear another diaper." Emma walked towards the door, wanting to take the diaper off and throw it away in the trash."Wanna bet?" Olivia smiled devilishly, blocking the doorway.

"Ha! As if. Betting with you is what got me in this mess." Emma lifted her skirt, showing off her diaper. "I think I'll pass. Thanks." Emma rolled her eyes, trying to push past Olivia, but she stood her ground, blocking the doorway.

"I tell you what. Let's make another deal. If I get you to wear another diaper willingly, I get to call the shots for the rest of the weekend. But until I do, I'll wear one, and if you don't wear another diaper for the rest of the day, you can call all the shots."

"What? No way. There is no way you will get me to wear another one." Emma hated the idea of wearing another diaper.

"Oh, come on." Olivia wined. She had to get Emma to wear another diaper; she just had to try that prank she thought of. "How about this: I'll follow the same rule if we get a diaper to fit me. I'll have to wet it, and you can video it." Olivia paused, looking at Emma with confidence. Then we would both have something on the other.

"You can't be serious." Emma couldn't believe Olvia was willing to wet a diaper. She had to be bluffing. There was no way. "Fine, but you have to do it using the next size up, not this little thing." Emma wasn't going to let Olvia off the hook that easy. If she was going to have Oliva wear a diaper, it was going to be one that actually stood a chance of fitting her.

"There are bigger ones?" Olvia giggled, covering her mouth. She hadn't even noticed them. That meant her plan was going to work even better than she imagined.