Amber knocked on my door, asking if I wanted to watch a movie. I told her that I would be downstairs in like 10 minutes. She closed the door and I put a diaper on, but I couldn't find my pajama pants. I heard a knock.
"Yes?" I asked, shakily trying to cover myself with blankets on my bed.
Amber opened the door and saw me blushing on the bed covered in blankets. She must have been able to tell that something was up by the look on my face. I was so scared that she would find out about my diaper that I started peeing it. Amber, still unknowing, hopped up on my bed next to me and rubbed my back, while I rested my head on her. "You know that you can tell me anything, right?" She asked.
"Uh, yeah," I managed.
"So, what's wrong?" She inquired, genuinely concerned.
"I...I...uh...I don't...I don't wanna...talk about it," I stutter, tearing up.
Amber just rubs my back and wipes the tears from my cheeks. I moved, just enough for the covers to shift and expose the side of my diaper. I sobbed and Amber realized what I was so upset about.
"Come here, baby." She said calmly, pulling me onto her lap. She ran her fingers through my hair, and continued wiping the tears from my face. When I had stopped crying, we both stood up. Amber looked at my diaper, realizing that it was wet. She asked where I kept my diapers and supplies. She grabbed a clean diaper and baby powder. I laid down on the floor while Amber changed my diaper. When she finished, I stood up, offering her my hand. She grabbed it and I pulled her to her feet. I found my pajama pants and put them on. I followed Amber downstairs and laid down on the couch. She laid down right next to me, and kissed my cheek. I looked at her and kissed her on the lips. We made out for a while. We didn't even bother with the movie. I fell asleep with Amber's face buried in my chest, her hands on the back of my neck, and her legs wrapped around me.
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My Baby Sister's Babysitter
FantasiaMy parents went on a cruise and hired a babysitter for my 4 month old sister because, even though I'm 15, I don't feel comfortable being in charge of watching Sophie. Who is the babysitter? What if she finds out I wet the bed? What if she finds out...