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Clarissa - Part 12

Published: September 10th 2020, 2:01:00 pm

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"Are you sure, Clara?" Jessie frowned, making Clarissa squirm, clutching her blanket tighter. "I'm happy to help... I have a baby sister back home, so I have plenty of experience."

"I'm not a baby!" Clarissa whined, blushing as she shifted her position, her legs squeezing the sodden padding between them, reminding her what she'd done. "I-I don't need... those things..." She couldn't make herself say it, not in front of this new girl... Although, really, she wasn't certain she could have gotten it out even if she was alone. 

"Then why are you wearing them?" Jessie asked, sitting down on the edge of Clara's bed, reaching over to brush the hair out of her eyes. "You just got here, didn't you? I haven't heard of many girls who manage to earn their way into diapers their very first day, unless they already needed them before they showed up..."

"W-Well, I don't!" Clara huffed. "There's a teacher here, a-and she has it out for me, a-and it's her fault!"

"Oh, I see," Jessie smiled. "That sounds rough."

Clara pouted, the girl's tone making it obvious she didn't believe her, that she was talking down to her as if Clarissa was that baby sister she'd been talking about, despite Clara being pretty sure she was older than Jessie. "It's true!"

"Uh-huh," Jessie nodded condescendingly. "Just let me know if you need any help changing."

There was no way Clara was going to do that, but she nodded anyway, glad to see that was all it took for Jessie to leave her alone for a minute, walking away, giving Clarissa a chance to get out from under the covers, carefully arranging her skirt to hide her diaper as best it could while her back was turned. "So," she said, once she was as satisfied as she was going to get, "what is there to do here?"

"Well," Jessie replied, "there's classes, and homework, and there's a little playground we can use if we finish with those in time..."

"Is... that it?" Clara's stomach twisted at the pause in her new roommate's list. The school in the script she was preparing for was strict, but at least there were more extra-curricular activities allowed, and the chance to go shopping in town on the weekend... Not to mention that all the students she'd seen looked to be college age, or older... Did this place really think a playground was going to entertain them?!

"It's a nice playground," Jessie shrugged. "You have to get there early, though, or the other girls might steal all the swings, and you won't be able to get on without... Well, finding some way to convince them you deserve a turn."

"Great," Clara forced a smile, while, inside, she was planning how to fire Jennifer for choosing this place for her research.

"I wouldn't worry too much about it, though," Jessie said. "It's going to take you a while to get used to the homework, and have the chance to go there at all. The curriculum here is tough... But worth it."

Clara considered asking why, what made all of this - especially the diapers she had been forced to wear - worth it, but she didn't want to draw too much suspicion to herself too quickly... She nodded, making a note to herself to bring it up again once she'd been to a few of the classes herself, got an idea of what they were really like.

"You know what, though?" Jessie's eyes lit up. "You don't have any homework at all yet, do you? And mine is all done... Why don't I take you there?"

Clara crinkled her nose, imagining running around a playground in her soggy diaper, knowing that just about any activity she did there was going to lead to her flashing anyone else that might be around... "I-I don't know."

"Oh, come on," Jessie said. "Who knows when you'll get another opportunity?"

"Okay, okay," Clara sighed, getting to her feet. There wasn't anything better to do, apparently... Jessie held out her hand, and Clara resisted the urge to roll her eyes. She could keep up just fine on her own, but she wanted to stay on this girl's good side if they were going to be living in the same room, at least until Clara could get out of this place. Clarissa took her hand, and Jessie gave it a squeeze, and then a tug, spinning the smaller girl around in front of her, her other hand reaching for Clara's skirt before the pop star could react.

"Ah-hah!" she declared, shaking her head. "I knew you were wet... Honestly, Clara, do you have any idea how much trouble you could have gotten us in?! If you'd started leaking, I'd be in trouble, too, for letting things get that bad... Come on, we're going to get you changed... And I guess I'm going to have to teach you a lesson about fibbing while we're there."