Published: April 27th 2018, 6:49:40 pm
"Make sure she gets lots to eat, she's allowed to have the creamed corn, peas, and milk." The lady said nonchalantly.
"That's it!? But there's burgers and fries!" Whined Amy.
"That's all little pissy pants babies get. Now move along, there are a lot of students to go through the line."
Amy grabbed a plate and a tray and followed behind Charlie through the meal line. Everything actually looked great, except the stuff she was allowed to eat. Her plate quickly filled with corn and peas, and a bottle that Charlie had for her was filled with chocolate milk. Charlie winked when filling the bottle with chocolate milk, noting that it was 'their little secret' and to 'be good'.
Arriving at a small table for two, they began to eat their suppers. Almost immediately, Amy felt her bowels starting to cramp. She tried to hide her discomfort and take a few more bites, but each spoonful of corn seemed to bring her closer to exploding.
"Charlie. . . I need to go potty . . . really really bad!" Amy said and grabbed her stomach.
"Baby Amy. . . you know the rules. You need to finish your supper before it's potty time. Big girls can hold it. Bad babies use their diapers." Charlie said and continued to eat her burger.
"I can't hold it. I need to go NOW." She said loudly. Some of the girls at nearby tables looked over and smirked.
"Listen. I told you to be a good girl for supper. Don't make me take you back to your room for a spanking. Now drink your chocolate milk and try to not make chocolate in your diapers." Charlie chastised.
Amy did her best to continue eating. As she strained to hold everything in, she felt a quick jet of pee spray into her diaper. Then another. Then she flooded it helplessly. Despite the din of the cafeteria, Charlie looked up, hearing the hiss of the urine filling Amy's diaper. "I thought you were going to be a big girl!"
"I am . . .I . . . I am a ... a big girl." Amy stammered as she let loose into the back of her diaper. The thick mass of 'chocolate' quickly filled the diaper. Amy felt her face going crimson and tears welling up in her eyes.
"This will be great for my instagram!" A girl nearby said, capturing it all on her cell phone.
Amy stood up and started running back to her room, her diapers now clearly visible under her dress as they hung low from the load they contained. She got about ten feet before slipping and falling to the ground, her skirt riding up, showing her messy diapers to everyone in the room. Clicks from cell phone cameras filled the room, along with giggles and laughter for the second time in a day.
"Come on sweetie, let's go get you changed into new baby diapers." Charlie said, helping Amy to her feet. Amy rubbed her eyes and sobbed, following after her roommate, waddling somewhat due to the full diapers.
When they arrived back at the dorm room, Charlie put out a changing mat on the ground and directed Amy to lay down onto it. "PEE-YUU! You're one stinky baby!" Charlie announced as she began to changing the soiled diaper. "Your plastic panties are right! They say MESSSSY Princess!"
Amy just laid there with her arms crossed, sucking on the pacifier Charlie had popped in her mouth. This wasn't how she expected college to go. As if in agreements with her thoughts, Charlie announced that it was bedtime.
"I'm sorry that we haven't got your crib installed in here yet, but I think they'll have it in here tomorrow."
Amy spit out her pacifier, "My crib?? I'm not a baby and I don't need a crib!"
"Not a baby! Don't be silly! You just wet and messed your diapers. Big girls don't even wear diapers, let alone make poopies and peepees in them! Silly baby Amy!"
With that, Charlie tucked Amy in and gave her a baby bottle of milk to drink. Amy did her best to forget her troubles and guzzled on the warm milk. She slowly fell asleep.
As Charlie sat in her bed and worked on her laptop, she heard the telltale hissing of Amy's diaper.
A big girl! What a silly baby! She thought.