White Tights Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fifteen

As soon as Chloe got through the front door she heard her step mother calling her from the kitchen. She quickly took off her Mary-Jane shoes and walked through with just her tights covering her feet, and she saw her step mother and Mia waiting for her.

‘I am absolutely disgusted with you!’ her step mother, Gina, started. ‘If it isn’t bad enough that you’re in trouble with the headmaster, you then piss yourself like a naughty little girl! I think that the school have the right idea, maybe some time back in nappies will teach you a little humility. From the sounds of it, it’s just as well that they did keep you padded, because you wet yourself again in class didn’t you?’

‘Yes, but that wasn’t my fault!’ said Chloe, trying to defend herself.

‘Oh, not your fault?’ her step mother continued, ‘I suppose somebody else is magically in control of your bladder are they? Some sort of voodoo witchcraft going on is there?’

‘Well no, but,’ started Chloe.

‘No buts. Not only have you got no self-control but you won’t even take responsibility for your actions. Well, your punishment continues at home. I’ve bought everything that we need to make sure that you don’t get off lightly when you aren’t at school, as well as a few extra things to use if you’re being a particularly bad girl. But I’ll tell you this Chloe, it’s been a couple of years since I stopped changing nappies and don’t intend to start again now.’

Mia blushed deeply. Chloe realised that Mia must have been wearing nappies only a couple of years ago, but wasn’t sure why. Now wasn’t really the time to ask.

‘Your little sister will be changing you when you’re at home,’ continued Gina.

‘My dad wouldn’t agree with this,’ Chloe said defiantly.

‘Well your daddy isn’t here, is he? That means I’m in charge, and what I say goes. Speaking of your daddy, he always argued that you were too old for a spanking, even when you clearly needed one. Well seeing as you’re just a pants-wetting little baby now, you’re definitely not too old for a spanking, from me or from your sister.’

Mia perked up at this.

‘You can’t be serious?’ Chloe asked indignantly.

‘Oh yes, little miss pissy pants, I am very serious. You had better do as you’re told, to the letter. I have to go out tonight, but if I hear that you gave Mia any trouble, there will be hell to pay. Is that clear?’

‘Yes,’ said Chloe sullenly.

‘I have to go now. Dinner is on the stove. Oh, and one more thing Chloe,’ said Gina.

Chloe looked at her, not seeing how things could get much worse.

‘No covering up your nappy while you’re in the house. You’re home for the evening now, so you can get that school skirt off, and the tights too.’

With that, she walked out of the room, and Chloe and Mia heard the front door close.

For a moment the two girls just looked at each other. There was an awkward silence between them before either one of them spoke. In the end, it was Chloe that broke the silence.

‘So, what happens now?’ she asked.

‘You’d better do as she said. Take your skirt and tights off. You can change the top half after dinner.’

‘Can’t we just pretend that you went along with it? As long as I wear a nappy to bed she won’t have any idea,’ Chloe pleaded.

‘Look, I know things are pretty rough for you at the moment, but I can’t take the risk of not going along with it. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t like the idea of changing your nappies. I think it’s gross. But it’s better than having to share your punishment. If mum finds out that I’ve been letting you off easy, that’s probably what will happen. So Chloe, please take your skirt and tights off. I don’t want to have to spank you.’ That last sentence wasn’t entirely true. Chloe was actually looking forward to the prospect of spanking the older girl who had sat and watched so many of her humiliating spankings without ever having one for herself, but for the moment she was hungry.

Chloe reluctantly unzipped her skirt and removed it, standing there with her tights and nappy on display, looking at Mia.

‘What?’ asked Mia.

‘I’m not allowed to take them off,’ Chloe mumbled.

‘Oh, right. I think that’s just a school thing, but if it makes you happier.’ Mia walked up to Chloe and pulled her tights down and helped her step out of them. She couldn’t help but give the front of Chloe’s nappy a squeeze when she was done.

‘Mia!’ Chloe shouted in surprise.

‘There’s no point in getting too precious about it Chloe. You and I both know that at some point this evening I’m going to have to do an awful lot more than squeeze your dry nappy.’

‘I guess. What have we got for dinner?’ asked Chloe.

‘Chili con carne,’ Mia replied.

This made Chloe nervous. She wasn’t brilliant at handling spice, as her step mother well knew. On this occasion it turned out that it was incredibly hot, even making Mia, who was much better with spicy food, red in the face. In order to fight back the heat Chloe had to drink plenty of water. She knew that it would all end up in her nappy eventually, but she simply couldn’t resist with the burning sensation in her mouth.

‘Mia, can I ask you something?’ Chloe asked as they ate their meal.

‘Sure.’

‘When your mum said that she hadn’t changed nappies for a couple of years, what did she mean?’

‘She probably was just using a figure of speech,’ Mia replied, looking uncomfortable.

‘It didn’t seem that way to me.’

‘Look, I don’t know what she was talking about.’

‘Then why did you blush when she said it?’ Chloe asked.

‘Please Chloe, just drop it. It’s embarrassing.’

‘After today, I think I can handle embarrassing,’ said Chloe, before downing another pint of water.

Mia appeared to consider this.

‘Look, if I tell you will you promise to drop it? And not to tell anybody else?’

‘I promise. You tried to help me with Sarah today, I owe you one.’

‘Well, there’s no easy way to say this,’ Mia began, ‘but I used to have trouble, at night time.’

‘You used to wet the bed? Loads of kids have trouble with that. Sophie did it until she was at least seven,’ said Chloe, trying to offer some comfort.

‘Yeah, it went on a bit longer than that,’ Mia confessed with red cheeks.

Chloe considered this, and remembered what Gina had said.

‘You wet the bed until you were 14?’ Chloe asked, shocked.

‘Well, you’re hardly in a position to get judgemental are you? Only one of us is wearing a nappy,’ Mia said, defending herself.

‘Sorry, I was just surprised. I didn’t mean anything by it. So it must have been happening when our parents were together?’

‘Yeah, but it mostly stopped around the time they got married.’

‘Mostly?’

‘Well, it still happens occasionally, but my mum doesn’t need to know. I’ve become pretty good at covering it up so that she doesn’t find out.’

‘She won’t hear it from me,’ said Chloe. ‘How long is it since the last time?’

‘About a month, I think. Anyway, shut up and eat your food,’ Mia said with a grin. Chloe returned the smile, but it was wiped from her face when she felt a gurgling in her stomach.