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The day in the life of a incontinent high school student
chapter 1 - The dream and the first day of school
"Honey, it's time to wake up." Came a voice in Mauna's
dream. She wasn't sure what it was, but there was a strentch in this
long, dark, black room. She heard the voice again: "Get up, I have
to change you before I go into work." She realized who it was this
time.
"Five more minutes..." She moaned, trying to take in the
smell so it wasn't so bad.
"No, it's time to get you changed, it will only take a few
seconds. Besides, I don't want my big girl to get a rash on her
first day in High School, now do I?"
Mauna sighed as she lifted the blanket off of her and woke
from the partial dream. She looked around, the light was bright and
her mom was standing in front of her dressed up for work, with an
Abena diaper in her left hand and rash cream in the other. As she
continued to scan her room, she noticed wipes next to her bedside
table and plastic pants on top of them. Her mom began to expertly
untape the diaper, lifting it into the air and folding it up.
Apparently the smell didn't bother her, maybe it's a mother thing,
she didn't know. As she began to wipe her 15 year old daughter's
behind, Mauna became less aware of her surroundings. She began to
drift asleep as her mom lifted her legs as the final layer of
plastic pants were applied. She remembered before completely falling
asleep that her mom told her to be awake by 6:30, because school
starts at 7:37.
In her dream, she noticed one thing immediately: she was in a
very messy diaper. She was surrounded by beds in each corner, one of
which had a man in it. He was asleep and turned away from her, but
she could tell he was a shaggy man, with very long hair and a smell
aura that would scare a tiger off of him; but maybe that was her. As
she continued to scan the area, she began noticing how small the
room was, and that the only way in or out was through metal bars.
She walked forward out of both curiosity and fear. Putting her hand
forward, she reached for the shaggy man on the bed; and on touch, he
turned around viciously.
In one instant, she was surrounded with intimidation and
fear. The man had dark black eyes, completely filling them like a
diolated pupil. He had a full beard, one that went past his chest,
and his breath was that of dung and a matter unknown to both her,
and her diaper. As she began filling the diaper in her dream yet
again, the man said something in an ancient language, one unknown to
her: "Du'ra ducta monare. Du'ra ducta monare."
As he continued to speak in the same pattern, a loud "BANG"
was heard, but she couldn't shake herself and figure out what it
was. In the next few seconds, another "BANG" was heard, this time
she realized what it was: her alarm clock.
"Mura Poota Mauna, Mura Poota Mauna."
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Those were the last words that came from his mouth before she
was awoken by another loud "BANG". Boy was she glad to be awake, but
as she rose she smelt the exact thing she did in her dream, and
something in between her legs squished as she sat up: herself. She
looked at the clock:
"Damn, it's 9:29." She thought, jumping out of bed. She might
of not had time to change her diaper and wash up, but she could at
least make the smell be neutralized for the next five hours, or so
she hoped. As she poured purfume all over herself, she also through
some baby powder down her smelly diaper and also another plastic
pant around them.
She knew that her diaper would be too thick for jeans, and
she didn't have any long skirts around the house, but she had one
that would at least cover the diaper and leave her room to walk to
school. "Oh, walking.." she thought, that would be a challenge. She
put on a very cute tweety bird shirt, and brought her purse with a
Abena Diaper and wipes along with her: at least she could get a
change at school. Late on her first day back at a public school ever
since her tragic car accident that left her both Urinary and Fecaly
incontient at the age of eight.
On the way walking the 4 miles to school, she got many stares
and honks as she neared the campus, and she couldn't help but think
that her diaper was definantly going to be showing at school. The
minute she got onto campus, security came up to her.
"Excuse me, can I help you?" The security guard asked.
"I believe you can, I'm a new student here at Juan Seguin
High and I'm running late. What should I do?"
"Well follow me, first we need to get you your ID so you're
an official student at the school: we'll do that by heading up to
the library.." He paused and sniffed, "Is there something wrong?"
"Not at all, please, keep going."
"Okay, as i was saying, after that we'll get you down to your
assistant principals office which, wait, what's your last name?"
"Zahori," she said, "Mauna Zahori."
"Okay Mauna, your AP is Dr.Evans, please, follow me."
She already knew this day would be hell, and if they keep her
this busy she might not be able to get to the restroom to change her
diaper. Then she thought about the privacy at where she was...How
would she change a diaper this dirty in a public restroom? She knew
she was in trouble. As the security guard walked her down to the
library, they came to an elevator. She didn't think there was an
elevator, as the school isn't that big.
"Uh, can we please use the stairs?" She asked, afraid the
smell of her diaper could be too much for the unsuspecting man.
"Don't worry! I let all new students use the elevator for the
first day they're here."
She gulped and bit her lip hard as she entered onto the
platform and the door shut behind her. Luckily the man's nose was
stuffed up, as he even sneezed a few times and sniffed, to no
apparent notice of the emulating smell coming from the thing under
her skirt. The door opened and she rushed off of the elevator, just
to run into the janitor, trip, and fall down the green circle
patterned flight of stairs right across from the elevator door.
Luckily, she landed on her butt, damaging nothing physical except
for her pride, and the preperation she made for the smell of her
diaper: Now she knew she was in for it. The security guard rushed to
help her up, and as he bent over, he noticed the smell.
"Ha, i guess the janitor isn't doing a very good with the
bathroom downstairs." The janitor remarked, she fake smiled at him
and sat up lifting off from her butt. If it was smell free then, it
most defidantly isn't now, for she was almost sure that there would
be strings of her poop leaking out of her diaper. Her face was red,
which matched her red hair almost perfectly. They walked a few doors
down to the Library, and spoke with Mrs.Gorman, the head leading
librarian. She began to set everything up, and asked her to sit down
on this 2' tall stool, which looked rather small. Yet again, Mauna
gulped and prepared herself for the worst. The security guard beside
her backed up, as he was sure his nose was acting up again because
of the smell traveling to him. Mauna looked as if she would cry as
the picture was about to be taken, and Mrs.Gorman snapped the photo.
"This is an interesting picture..." Said Mrs.Gorman, as it
printed out on off her computer. She handed it to Mauna, and she was
surprised! Even though she was on the verge of tears, she looked
beautiful. She was 4'11" with long, red hair and the best looking
brown eyes you could ever see. However, when she looked down she saw
what she was afraid of: The dark brown spot covered by a yellow
plastic pant showing to the camera. This scared her, but as far as
she could tell, Mrs.Gorman didn't notice. She walked out and told
the Security Guard she could handle herself from here, but he
insisted to escort her. As they were walking, wet farts could be
heard coming from her behind.
Each step she took, another wet fart took place, until all of
the sudden she stopped dead in her tracks and began completely
pooping herself, yet again. Three in less then six hours, what could
she have eaten last night? The security guard heard her farting and
filling herself at the stop, but he didn't realize what it was. He
just assumed her stomache was acting up, so he asked her to walk
with him. How embracing, walking and filling her diaper arms length
with her new school's security guard. He dropped her into Dr.Evan's
office, and completely left her alone. As she walked to the
secretaries desk, the three students sitting in a chair a few feet
away from her began to sniff the smell, and acted like they were
throwing up. She turned beet red, and tried to play it cool.
"Hi, i'm new here and I was wondering what I should do to get
into class now that I'm late."
The secretary couldn't help but chuckle, "Arhem, yes, just
show me your ID and i'll send you on your way with a student
escort."
"Oh, that won't be necessary, I can find my way around easy
enough." She said, handing her ID forward.
"Sorry Mauna but it's standard procedure, i'll have sara here
go with you." She handed Mauna her tardy pass and sent her off with
Sara, who didn't look too excited to be there.
As they exited the room, sara began to ask questions.
"Okay, so what is that smell?" Sara asked, getting straight
to the point.
"What smell?"
"The one coming from your ass, don't play stupid with me.
I've seen people like you before, come in all smelly and sexy,
pretending not to hurt anyone. You're not another one of those AB's
are you?"
"What? No! What the hell is an AB?"
"Come here, " She said, pointing to the nurses office."I'll
show you how we treat people like you 'round these parts."
Sara opened the door, and walked into the clean, white room.
She saw a plaque on the desk in front of her that read "Treasure
Otumbai," and sitting in the chair was an older looking woman,
somewhere in between her sixties, looking quite hard at work.
Sara said: "Treasure, we've got another dirty diaper at the
school, just transfered in. What do you want me to do with her?"
"I'm busy, Sara, just bring her in the back room with the
cott and take care of her, just like I did the last girl that came
through these parts." She replied.
Mauna was frightened. She had no idea what was going on, but
sara motioned for Mauna to come with her into the back room, so she
followed. In this room, the smell of baby powder was overwhelming,
as was the smell of urine mixed with rash cream. Sara turned around
and looked at mauna.
"Drop your skirt."
"Excuse me? I'll do no such thing."
"Look, i like it as much as you do, but we've had three
students transfer here recently with your same issue. We've made
preperations for them, and any more people that might need a change
at a period of time. We require these students to wear certain
things. Drop your skirt so it can get over with, or find a new
school."
Mauna was in shock: here she was at her new school being
asked to drop her skirt and allow a student in her seventeens to
change her dirty diaper. It was school, after all, and she begged
her mom to go back. Disobeying rules now would be practically
suicidal. As she lowered her skirt, Sara's eyes opened wide.
"Whewwy!" she exclaimed, "We've got a wild one in here!" The
door was still open, and anyone now in the nurses office could
easily hear and see her very messy and very wet diaper from the
door. "I was going to shut the door for privacy, but with that smell
i'm gonna have to keep it open. Go sit down right there" she said,
motioning over by the brown cot. Mauna did as she was told, and
watched Sara as she prepared her hands with gloves, and gathered six
things: a long skirt, a cloth diaper, a large plastic pant, baby
powder, baby lotion and a box of wipes.
"What are all those for?" Mauna asked.
"For you to wear, silly!" Sara replied quickly, ready to
answer them. As Sara neared closer, Mauna began to sweat and close
her eyes. She could hear the untapping and gasp of Sara. "You're
quite the messy one, and your pubic hairs aren't even shaved!" Mauna
looked up in disgust, why was that a big deal when she was just
being changed? Regardless, Sara did quite a good job on eliminating
the mess all around her butt. She even had to lift her legs up like
her mom does to get rid of the mess down her back. Afterwards, she
asked Mauna a question.
"Mauna, did you bring anything to change with?"
"Yes, I brought two pairs of Abenas in my purse so I could
change when I got here. Looks like that's a bit irrelevant" She
said, looking at the huge cloth diaper.
"No, not really, the cloth diaper is to secure you
completely, not protect you by itself." Sara said, digging around in
Mauna's purse. She grabbed the two diapers, and after applying baby
powder and lotion onto her lower area placed them on. After those
came the plastic diaper, with a loud "snap." Then came the plastic
pants, again with these came another locking sound, and directly
afterwards came the long skirt with the initials "D.W." on them.
Mauna looked confused. "Who is DW, and what was that sound?"
She asked.
"That sound, Mauna, was the sound of locking your diapers
into place. It's a precaution the school principal decided to take
when making this room. He didn't want Janitors needing to pick up
student's dirty diapers, especially High School student's. As far as
D.W. is concerned, it stands for you."
"What?"
Sara said nothing, but washed her hands and closed the door
behind her. Mauna had nothing better to do then to grab her purse
and head out the same way, looking at herself in the mirror on the
way out.
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