Diapered for the Weekend by Auntie — Part II

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Jessica’s Aunt Debbie continued dragging Jessica down the hall, toward a room with a pink, closed door.

“You know, Ella just moved out of her old, toddler bedroom, into her big girl room down the hall. I was planning on finally moving everything out of here and donating the furniture next week, but it seems like it might all come in more handy than I thought,” Aunt Debbie said.

Jessica got an uneasy feeling in her tummy as her Aunt opened the pink colored door and turned on the light.

Jessica gasped. The room was basically a toddler’s nursery. It was covered with baby-pink wallpaper, Disney princess and Hello Kitty decorations. The bed was sized for a toddler, but was practically a crib, with tall wooden rails on each side. And worst of all… there was a diaper changing table in the corner of the room.

Jessica cringed, immediately hating how babyish the whole room made her feel just looking at it.

“You know, Ella begged me to get rid of the diaper changing table in here ever since she was first toilet trained,” Aunt Debbie said, dragging Jessica toward the changing table across the room. “But despite her embarrassment, I still kept it, because I found it useful for cleaning her up in the morning sometimes if she really soaked her pull-ups over night. And now, isn’t it funny that it’s coming in handy again?”

Aunt Debbie then patted the diaper changing table and looked down at Jessica. “Alright dear, up you go.”

Jessica was mortified. “But… why?” she squeaked.

“Because! Don’t you listen?” her Aunt said. “I need to change you into your diaper for tonight. Maybe I need to clean those ears of yours out as well.”

“But Aunt Debbie, I don’t need you to… I mean, thank you, but I promise I can change myself just fine.“

Aunt Debbie laughed. “Sorry dear. That would have been an option for you if you were wearing the pull-up diapers you’re probably used to. But the only diaper I have for you to wear tonight has tabs. Which means that unless I want you leaking, I’m going to have to tape you up in it myself.”

“What?!” Jessica blurted. “Aunt Debbie, please, I promise—“

Smack! Jessica squealed as her Aunt suddenly landed a hard slap against her backside.

“Young lady! Did you forget your spanking already? That you promised me you were going to be good? Because good little girls in this house do not back talk their Mommy or Auntie when she tells then to do something. So unless you want to go right back over my knee for a reminder on how to behave yourself—“

“No!” Jessica reflexively shrieked, practically jumping forward and climbing up onto the changing table. “I’ll be good, I promise!”

Aunt Debbie smiled. “Good girl,” she said. “Now, Auntie needs to leave to go retrieve the diaper that will fit you, but to make sure you’re safe while I step away…”

Suddenly, Jessica heard a click, and looked down to see a plastic strap pulled across her mid-section and buckled.

“There we go,” her Aunt said, pulling the strap tight and sliding the buckle beneath the table, out of Jessica’s grasp.

“Now, be a good girl and just lay still on your changing table for a few minutes while I step out, okay, dear? Maybe you can even use this time to reflect on how much better your night would have gone had you just been a good girl and worn the night-time pull-ups your Mom packed for you, after all.”

“Yes, Auntie,” Jessica sighed, looking away in defeat and humiliation as her Aunt left the room.

Jessica groaned as she sat alone on the changing table of the nursery, waiting for her Aunt to return. She couldn’t believe she somehow ended up in the situation. It was all over her Aunt’s stupid misunderstanding. And really, her Mom’s stupid typo in a text.

Jessica cringed as she looked around the pink nursery surrounding her. And she slipped her hands down and felt the humiliating plastic strap holding her to the diaper changing table, as if she really was only as mentally and physically capable as a toddler.

It all made Jessica feel ten times more embarrassed knowing that her little cousin, Ella, was down the hall in a bedroom far more mature, and even she would have been too humiliated for her Mom to ‘change her’ in her old nursery like this.

But apparently, Ella had earned the right to be treated with far more adult privileges than Jessica. At least, in her Aunt’s eyes.

Jessica sighed again, feeling like she just wanted to disappear.

But then, she took a deep breath and did her best to summon her resolve.

As embarrassing as this is, it’s only for one night, Jessica said to herself. In the morning, I’ll be able to call my Mom, and she’ll be able to clarify for Aunt Debbie that this has all been one huge mistake.

Jessica heard the door open and she turned to see her Aunt returning to the nursery. And what her Aunt was holding… sent a chill down Jessica’s spine.

It was a huge, folded-up, extra-puffy, crinkly, disposable diaper.

“Finally found it! It was buried under Ella’s other bed-wetting things,” her Aunt Debbie said, holding the diaper up high for Jessica to see.

Jessica’s jaw dropped as her Aunt began to unfold and fluff out the large diaper before her eyes.

It was clearly sized for an adult, but it was just as thickly padded proportionally as a baby’s diaper might be, making it one of the puffiest, biggest diapers Jessica had ever seen.

It was definitely far more bulky (and absorbent) than the relatively discrete GoodNites she saw Ella slipping in down the hall. Heck, it even looked a lot more bulky than the typical adult incontinence pull-ups Jessica had happened to see before in the pharmacy aisle.

It was clear that this diaper wasn’t meant for the occasional night-time bed-wetting. This diaper was meant for completely incontinent adults who needed maximum protection. Incontinent adults… or extra big babies.

Jessica cringed and blushed bright red in unspeakable embarrassment, already feeling more babyish than she ever thought possible.

And that’s when she noticed the worst part about the garment. As her Aunt finished unfolding and fluffing the diaper in front of her, Jessica realized… the diaper was decorated with colorful blocks and cartoon characters. Just like a real baby’s pamper.

“Wow! I didn’t even know they made diapers this big, this absorbent and this padded. Or this cute and babyish!” Her Aunt said with a smile, admiring the diaper in her hands. “It looks like it will be perfect for our needs.”

“Wh-wh-where did you get that, Auntie?” Jessica stammered, her cheeks bright red as her Aunt approached.

Her Aunt smiled. “It’s funny. I ordered Ella some larger, more absorbent pull-on diapers a few months ago from a specialty medical retailer after her GoodNites leaked one night. Ella didn’t care for the larger diapers we ordered, so we went back to the GoodNites. But with the slightly larger pull-on style diapers I ordered, the retailer also included a free sample of these extra thick, full day-time incontinence, printed briefs! I suppose they throw them in with orders for new customers.

“Anyway, I put the free sample pack away when we got them, planning to donate them to goodwill next time I made a trip there. But it looks like I’ll be able to make use of them, after all. And the best part is, they included two of them. One for tonight, one for tomorrow. How lucky is that, huh?”

Jessica cringed and turned away, speechless with embarrassment.

“I have to say,” her Aunt continued. “I was surprised by the cutesy, baby cartoons on the diapers when I first saw them, as they’re clearly sized for adults. But I looked it up, and apparently they make extra-big diapers like these with all these cutesy designs for special needs adults, who enjoy the designs just as much as babies do. And I can see the appeal! Look at how cute these are. I bet you’re going to look just like a baby again when I finish putting this on you!”

“Auntie, please!” Jessica finally cried out. “Please, don’t make me wear that! I’m not… I’m not… I’m not…”

“A baby?” Her Aunt replied with an extra big grin. “Sorry dear, but your behavior has demonstrated that that’s exactly what you are. So be a good girl and let’s get your diapees on before bed.”

Jessica covered her face with her hands and started tearing up again as she felt her Aunt slip her panties down her legs, followed by her skirt, which she pulled right off.

Jessica was mortified to suddenly be naked from the waist down beneath her Aunt’s gaze. She felt so humiliated and vulnerable. But she knew there was little she could do now.

“Tsk, tsk,” her Aunt said, staring down at Jessica’s crotch. “A girl like you who wets the bed should be regularly shaving all that naughty big-girl hair away in order to properly clean yourself up after you wake up in a wet diaper. It’s practically a jungle, down here, young lady,” her Aunt scolded, making Jessica want to just die of embarrassment.

Her Aunt then lifted her legs up like a baby and pushed the large, printed diaper beneath her butt. Then, Jessica felt her Aunt covering her crotch with baby-powder—something she truly didn’t expect. She hadn’t touched baby powder since… well… she was a baby. The sickly sweet smell alone suddenly made her feel like she was two years old again.

“There, that should hopefully help prevent your little rat’s nest of hair down here from getting too stinky with peepee overnight,” her Aunt said as she thoroughly patted the baby-powder into every inch of Jessica’s girl parts, making her blush an even darker shade of red than before.

Finally, her Aunt pulled the diaper up and taped it around her waist, giving Jessica’s puffy, diapered butt a playful, concluding pat for good measure.

“Aww, I was right!” her Aunt said with a twisted smile. “You do look just like a baby now!”

* * *

With the diaper tapes secure, Jessica’s Aunt finally unbuckled her from the changing table and helped her stand up.

Jessica immediately stared down at the super thick, adult-sized, babyish diaper around her waist in horror. It almost felt like there was a pillow now pressed up between her thighs and around her butt.

She instantly flashed back to her years of wearing pull-ups every night for her bed-wetting. She had always hated wearing them so much, finding the bulky fabric and crinkly plastic of the pull-ups utterly humiliating.

But the baby-printed diaper she was taped in now, felt a thousand times worse.

She took a step forward and cringed at the audible crinkle. She couldn’t help but reach her hands down and start squeezing and feeling her new little diaper prison against her tush and crotch.

Slap! — Jessica yelped as her Aunt suddenly slapped her hands away from her own diaper.

“Watch it, young lady,” her Aunt scolded. “If any of those tabs come loose over night because you were fiddling with your diaper, you’re going to be in big trouble. That diaper better stay on tight, all night.”

“Yes, Auntie,” Jessica murmured in embarrassment. It felt extremely humiliating to have her Aunt scold her like a toddler like that, telling her she couldn’t even touch what was on her own body.

“Now,” her Aunt continued, “before you arrived, I was planning on pulling out the sleeper-sofa downstairs for you to sleep on this weekend. But given what’s transpired since then, and well, I’ll need to be changing your diaper in here tomorrow morning, anyway, you might as well sleep in Ella’s old toddler bed.”

Jessica looked over at the small, bright pink bed in the corner and winced. Part of her suspected her Aunt would want her to sleep in it since the moment she first walked in the room and saw it. But she still resented the idea.

“But Auntie… I don’t think I’ll even fit,” Jessica whined.

Her Aunt frowned. “Well, dear, let’s go ahead and find out.”

Her Aunt Debbie then marched Jessica over to the bed, lowered the crib-like railings, lifted the blankets, and motioned for Jessica to climb in.

Jessica begrudgingly complied, hoping she would be proven right about not fitting. But unfortunately, she did fit, just barely, with her feet and head up against the headboards. After all, Jessica was never terribly tall for her age.

Adding to her humiliation, Jessica immediately felt the telltale, plasticky crinkle of a waterproof mattress protector beneath her sheets. And to top it all off, her Aunt raised the bed’s rails again and began tucking Jessica into her blankets like a baby.

“Perfect,” her Aunt said as she finished tucking Jessica in.

“Now,” her Aunt continued, standing back up, “I’m putting you to bed at this time because little girls at your early stage of development need lots of extra sleep. And they need their Mommy’s and Auntie’s to make sure they get that sleep by tucking them into bed extra early and making sure they stay there. So, that’s a long way of me saying, I better not catch you out of your bed tonight for any reason, young lady. Is that understood?”

“Yes, Auntie,” Jessica murmured. At this point, she was just eager for her Aunt to finally leave her alone.

“Good girl,” her Auntie said. She then surprised Jessica with a kiss on her forehead. “Nighty-night, little one.”

Jessica then watched her Aunt Debbie leave the nursery, closing the door and shutting out the light behind her.

* * *

Finally alone, Jessica rolled over in the darkness and sighed.

Despite her Aunt’s warning about fiddling with her diaper, Jessica automatically reached down and began to probe and squeeze the thick diaper through her blankets. She still couldn’t quite believe this was happening.

A diaper. She was wearing a diaper. A bulging, crinkly, baby-printed diaper. One she was apparently forbidden from taking off at all for any reason, lest she no doubt suffer the torment of another agonizing hairbrush spanking from her Aunt.

Jessica was just mortified. She knew from the beginning that spending the weekend at her Aunt’s was probably not going to be a blast… but she never pictured herself ending up like this. Especially a mere few hours after arriving!

Jessica decided to close her eyes and just try to go to sleep. She wasn’t tired at all, of course, as it was still only around 9pm. But she knew the sooner she went to sleep, the sooner she would wake up, finally be able to get a hold of her Mom, and hopefully put an end to her Aunt’s absurd, babyish treatment of her, immediately.

In fact, Jessica suddenly wondered if she should try calling her Mom, now. Her Mom still likely wouldn’t have signal yet, but Jessica could perhaps leave her a voicemail, or shoot her a text, explaining to her everything that had happened so far.

Then, by time Jessica woke up in the morning, her Mom would have already called her Aunt back and clarified everything—that Jessica doesn’t wet the bed or need diapers at all! And Jessica would surely be greeted in the morning to the sight of her Aunt’s bright red, embarrassed face, apologizing to Jessica profusely for treating her so terribly for no reason.

Jessica grinned, suddenly relishing the thought of her Aunt finally getting her comeuppance when Jessica’s Mom told her Aunt that she was wrong about everything. That Jessica was right all along.

Jessica eagerly sat up and reached around for her phone. But after a few seconds, she slowly remembered… she didn’t have her phone. It was in her bag, which she left on the floor down the hall.

Jessica looked to the Nursery door, wondering if she should sneak out and go get it. But she hesitated, suddenly remembering her Aunt’s very explicit warning about Jessica not leaving the room.

Jessica reached down and felt her buns, which were still blistered and stinging from the thrashing with the hairbrush her Aunt had given her not that long ago. As eager as Jessica was to finally call her Mom… she decided it wasn’t worth risking another unbearable trip over her Aunt’s knee.

Jessica collapsed back on the mattress of her crib, staring at the ceiling, suddenly feeling angrier and more frustrated and helpless than ever. Her Aunt had no right to spank her like that… let alone put her in a freaking diaper!

Jessica rolled over, now feeling hot and uncomfortable, the diaper suddenly feeling heavy and sweaty around her bottom and crotch.

She badly wanted to just tear it off and throw it across the room in anger. But she refrained, knowing that it just wouldn’t be worth the price her Aunt would make her pay if she did.

Jessica closed her eyes, resolving again to just try to go to sleep, despite her mounting frustration and discomfort.

And then, suddenly adding insult to all her mounting injuries…

Jessica realized she needed to pee.

* * *

At first, Jessica tried to ignore the twinge in her bladder and just go to sleep anyway, holding it till morning.

After all, her Aunt had explicitly warned Jessica not to take her diaper off or leave the room for any reason. Jessica didn’t know how she could go use the bathroom without her Aunt getting angry with her, and she didn’t have the brainpower left to try and figure it out now.

But despite desperately trying to go to sleep, Jessica continued tossing and turning for what felt like hours in the darkness of her new nursery.

And all the while, her need to pee only grew worse and worse. She suddenly hated herself for drinking so many juice boxes earlier when Ella offered them to her after dinner.

Finally, Jessica couldn’t take it anymore. She bolted upright and threw her blanket off. Her bladder had seemingly reached the point of bursting, and she knew she needed to use the toilet ASAP, whether her Aunt wanted her leaving the room or not.

Jessica climbed over the rails of her bed and started creeping toward the nursery door. The floorboards beneath her feet loudly creaked with her every step, making her wince in frustration and panic, terrified that her Aunt might hear her getting out of bed. She desperately just wanted to get to the bathroom, use the toilet, and re-tape her diaper without her Aunt ever noticing and causing a fuss.

When she finally got to the door of the nursery, she paused and stared at the doorknob. Something about opening the door suddenly filled her with visceral terror…

She knew what it was. It was the terror of her Aunt finding out and giving her another horrific spanking. Jessica winced, truly not knowing if she could even survive another such ass-blistering in one piece.

But suddenly, her bladder gave another painful spasm. And she knew she didn’t have a choice. She needed to get to the toilet… ASAP.

Jessica slowly placed her hand on the doorknob…

Took a deep breath…

And turned.

Or at least… she tried to turn the doorknob. Because to Jessica’s horror… the knob wouldn’t budge.

Jessica’s eyes widened. She tried again, suddenly twisting the knob hard, back and forth. But it still didn’t budge!

Jessica started frantically wrenching on the door knob and yanking, no longer caring about making noise. But it still wouldn’t turn!

Finally, Jessica slowly came to terms with the horrifying reality…

The door was locked. Locked from the outside.

She was trapped. Trapped in her nursery, her bladder about to burst.

* * *

Jessica began frantically pacing back and forth in the darkness of her nursery, trying to figure out what to do. The pressure on her bladder was now unbearable. She truly didn’t know how much longer she’d be able to hold it.

She realized her only option now was to yell out for her Aunt to come get her. The idea of crying out like a baby for it’s Mommy filled Jessica with deep feelings of embarrassment and shame. But at this point, she knew she had no choice.

“Auntie!” she suddenly shouted out through the door. “Auntie? Are you there? Can you come get me? I have to go potty!”

Jessica waited for a response. There was only silence.

“Auntie! Auntie, it’s Jess! Auntie!” Jessica shouted a little louder, still afraid to yell too loud in the dead of night, if she could avoid it. After all, Ella was no doubt fast asleep, and her Aunt would probably be pretty angry if Jessica woke her up.

“Auntie!” Jessica shouted one more time.

But still… there was no response.

Jessica felt her face growing hot, her forehead growing sweaty. She paced even faster, knowing she wasn’t going to be able to hold it for much longer. Her frustration and helplessness reached a tipping point, causing her to burst into tears.

“Auntie! Auntie please!” Jessica cried, bent forward and desperately clutching her bladder. “Auntie!” she wailed again, feeling just like a helpless baby.

Still no one answered. Jessica gasped as her bladder twisted with a final painful spasm… and then she felt it.

Hissssssssssssssss

She immediately knew what was happening, despite wishing with every fiber of her being that it wasn’t.

She reflexively tried to clench down again, but she only managed to slow the stream for a brief few seconds before it continued even stronger.

Hissssssssssssssss Hissssssssssssssss Hissssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

Jessica whimpered and sobbed as she felt her hot piss flooding into her diaper, splashing against her pussy and pooling around her bottom as her diaper quickly grew hot and heavy.

Hissssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

She was shocked at how much kept coming. She supposed she’d never peed in a diaper before with a truly bursting bladder. After all, when she wet the bed, she would have always still used the toilet like normal before going to sleep.

She groaned and squirmed, dancing like a little ballerina in the darkness of her nursery, trying to hold back, yet failing again and again, her diaper only growing heavier and heavier and heavier between her legs.

Soon, Jessica finally stopped holding back completely, finally just surrendering to her bladder’s release.

She let out a long, involuntary moan as her diaper grew heavier and hotter and wetter as it drooped further beneath her crotch. Part of her started to worry if the diaper would even manage to hold it all. That she might leak!

But she could hardly do anything about that at this, point, anyway. So instead, she only squatted and bore down harder, her whole body locked into the nearly orgasmic sensation of release.

Finally, at long last, her stream came to a dribbling finish, her bladder blessedly empty at last.

With a deep breath, she slowly stood back up, and gathered her wits about her to assess the damage.

She pressed her hand against the hot, squishy, pee-soaked diaper and squeezed it against her crotch in a state of awe. She was almost impressed with how much it had held! Despite it feeling utterly drenched and sopping to the absolute max, she couldn’t detect any discernible leaks.

But Jessica’s relief about her diaper not leaking, quickly turned to dread, as she slowly realized what she had just done.

She had just wet her diaper. She had wet her diaper, just like her Aunt said she would do, despite Jessica’s fervent pleas earlier that she would do no such thing.

And the worst part was? There was no way she was getting a change till the morning.

* * *

Realizing she had little other option, Jessica slowly toddled back across the room to her crib-like-bed. She walked bow-legged, cringing as she felt her soaking wet diaper squelching against her butt with every step.

She slowly climbed over the rails, carefully lowered herself back into her bed, and pressed her weight down on the sopping wet diaper.

Squelch.

Jessica grimaced as she felt moisture squishing out the leg bands of her diaper from the pressure. She was suddenly grateful there was a plastic mattress protector beneath her sheets, after all.

And ironically, she realized she was also grateful that the diaper her Aunt had put her in was so tremendously thick and absorbent.

Jessica rolled over and pulled her blankets up, doing her best to just ignore the heavy, hot, sopping wet diaper now squished between her legs, squishing pee against her nether regions with her every move.

Oh well, Jessica sighed. At least I don’t have to pee so bad anymore.

Finally, to Jessica’s surprise, she quickly faded into a deep sleep, sopping wet, heavy diaper and all.