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Chapter 5 Boarding the flight was relatively painless. Being the middle of the day on a weekday, it seemed only businessmen and students were on board, and there were more than a few spare seats. As they shuffled down the endless flexible corridors towards the entrance to the plane, Bonnie and Max made idle chitchat - the sort only couples can make, about nothing in particular - as Claire posted the obligatory travelling selfies to her smorgasbord of social media accounts. She was careful, however, to avoid her camera catching a telltale glimpse of her skirt. "Bonnie might be a wetter," she thought, "but I'm certainly not. And I don't want anyone at uni to think I am either!". Claire did feel a little bad for slightly looking down on her friend, after all, with the shrill protests she put up at the security desks, she clearly was confident in her diapers. "Besides," said Claire, "it's not like I'm not wearing a diaper either." Bonnie giggled and broke off her conversation

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Lucy watched the entire exchange feeling slightly bad for Kayla and gently rubbed her stomach once the Skype call ended, "This won't be forever sweetheart, okay," said Lucy softly, "just till you've learnt to be an adult properly and I'll help you get there, it might take five years or even fifteen but we'll get there and don't worry he'll be around to look after you as well," stated Lucy, "Ill also be babysitting you and if your a good girl you'll get a treat," coo'd Lucy softly moving her hand down into Kayla's diaper, "don' worry about anything except being a little girl and doing what your told." said Lucy as she played with Kayla and teased her only to pull her hand out, "I better get you back to Susan," said Lucy untying the straps from the table and picking Kayla up. Lucy gently bounced Kayla up and down on her, harshly, she wanted to bring the girl to an orgasm in front of everyone and while it was mean, Lucy wasn't going to be cruel and ignore Kayla's grown up needs for sex otherwise the girl might go crazy and do something stupid if left alone. She handed Kayla back to Susan who smiled, "Thank you Lucy," said Susan, "what do you say to Lucy?" asked Susan with a grin.

Chapter 4 "What do you mean, 'not in diapers'?" Claire asked, confused. "Well, like, not wearing diapers for the flight. I though you were a wetter too?" said Bonnie, flashing a quick glance at Max that Claire didn't see. "Well, I was until I was 14, yeah. But, like, I grew out of it. And I mean, it was only at night... at least after I turned 10. Did you not stop wearing, Bonnie?" "Oh lol, yeah I did, around 15, but then a few years later I had a some close calls, and like, so did Max, so we started wearing at night again." Bonnie gushed, "It's really lucky, I guess, because we actually did go back to wetting by accident like, 3 months after we started wearing those Slumber Diapers. But then they brought out those Delite things, and they are super amazing. They're like, so good for flying, and Max and I started wearing them when we go skiing. It means we can, like, stay active." Bonnie rattled off the marketing slogans for Delite like she was a walking advert. "Oh, so you're wearing those Delite things now? I hadn't heard of them til today," Claire asked as they made their way through security. Bonnie reached over to Max's polo with one hand, and grabbed the bottom of her blouse with the other, lifting both tops upwards, and revealing the unmistakable high waist and elasticated cotton-plastic of modern 'wetter' diapers. Bonnie seemed so confident and unfazed by it that Claire didn't dare speak any of the thoughts that were rattling though her mind. Perhaps she was behind the times after all? Instead of confronting any of that, she swiftly changed the subject. After a few more long minutes of chat about old school friends, and getting to know Max, they reached the front of the queue, and made their way through the scanners, the bored security staff ushering them along. Claire went first, then Max, then Bonnie. As she was putting her shoes back on, and checking her hand luggage still had all its respective components, Claire noticed the flowery blue diaper mixed in amongst the books and hairbrushes, and she wondered if it wouldn't be such a bad idea to put it on. After all, there were no toilets on the plane, and after this morning's little accident, she didn't want to risk being stuck on a taxiway for hours with nowhere to go. Her pondering was cut short, however, by the unmistakable sound of Bonnie's voice. "Ugh, I'm telling you, it's my diaper!" Bonnie protested, as a security officer patted down the lower part of her belly and her bum with a confused look on his face. A few passengers looked up at the source of the noise, but most continued with their own journeys, either not noticing, or not choosing to notice. From the distance Claire was at, she couldn't make out exactly what the officer was saying, but she could tell by Bonnie's protests that she was not happy. The officer ushered her aside to speak to what looked like his supervisor - a flabby, middle-aged woman with an air of brisk importance - who was holding open Bonnie's hand luggage. "For the last time - They. Are. Spare. Diapers." Bonnie's irritated explanations drifted over the large, brightly lit room, and the supervisor appeared to ask her a further question. "So my boyfriend and I don't have to use you're crummy toilets! I bet they're disgusting," Bonnie answered. Claire noticed the supervising security officer's posture change from one of officiousness to acceptance, and not long after, Bonnie came grumpily up to where she was waiting, ready to fume. "You will never believe what just happened," Bonnie began, dragging Max behind her as they made their way through to the departure lounge. "I can and I will," Claire replied, "I watched it all unfold. But what I don't get is why they stopped you? I mean I have a diaper in my hand luggage and I went right on through..." Claire faltered. She hadn't meant to reveal her 'emergency' diaper, but just have it - just in case. However, now the cat was out of the bag, and Max picked up the thread straight away. "Wait, Claire, I thought you said you weren't a wetter anymore?" he drawled, nearly the first thing he had said all day, and threw a smirk to Bonnie. "Yeah Claire! You are still a wetter! I knew it!" Bonnie giggled, somehow managing to tease Chloe about bringing one old diaper to the airport, while her bag was clearly full of them. "But... I'm not wearing one! It was just for emergencies, like what if I got sick? ...and I didn't want to unpack my hold luggage to put it back in!" Claire protested, more to herself than to Bonnie or Max. Bonnie, however, believed none of it. "Well now is an emergency, isn't it? There are no toilets on the plane! What if we get stuck on the runway? Or end up circling Cologne for two hours?" she asked, before grasping Claire's hand and taking off in the direction of the nearest bathroom. "Come on! You can get changed here, I've got some powder." As they reached the door to the Ladies, Claire noticed that the Superdrug next door had a prominently placed promotional stack of what looked like 3-packs of Slumber Diapers, facing out across the hall. She didn't have much time to look for long, however, as Bonnie quickly whisked Claire into the bathroom, and then into a cubicle. Claire looked around. "Have cubicles got larger since I last came to an airport?" she wondered, "These certainly are new. Maybe it's for our 'growing population'?". The cubicle certainly was big, large enough at least for her and Bonnie to fit comfortably, but it didn't look much like a disabled stall. There were no handrails, no emergency cord, but there was a small, plastic rectangle, fixed to the wall opposite to the toilet role holder. Bonnie quickly sat down on the toilet lid, and flipped a catch at the top of the rectangle, which revealed itself to be a fold out tray - just like the ones on aeroplanes, but at an odd 90-degree angle to the toilet. "They say they're for keeping you bag and phone," Bonnie explained to a clearly curious Claire, "But everyone knows their for your diapers." She punctuated this information with a flourish from her bag, producing a bottle of what appeared to be diaper powder - it was once called baby powder, but that didn't test well in wetter focus groups - and what was apparently a Delite Diaper. The Diaper was about the same size as the one in Claire's bag, but clearly thicker, and although it had what looked like elasticated sides, it managed to look a lot less like an old-person 'incontinence pad', and at the same time, not much like the oversized baby diapers that Claire wore to bed every night for the first 15 years of her life. "I have to hand it to the product designers," Claire told Bonnie, as the bubbly young woman fiddled with her jean buttons, "It really looks like a diaper a... twenty something would wear." "Well, silly, it's definitely something that this twenty-something would wear," Bonnie exclaimed as she finally pulled her jeans down to her ankles, revealing the sodden green Delite underneath. Realising that she was intruding, Claire quickly left the stall and went next door, slipping off her pumps and pulling down her tights and schoolgirl skirt. Unclipping the "diaper table", as Bonnie called it, Claire tentatively placed her old Slumber Diaper on the ledge and slipped off her panties, carefully folding them up and placing them in her hand luggage. Her muscle memory kicking in - Claire had changed her own diapers from a fairly young age - she opened the diaper on the toilet lid and carefully slipped between its wings. Before long, her firm bottom and smooth pussy were comforted by a thick layer of absorbent padding, and Claire stepped back into her tights and skirt. Slipping out of the stall to quickly freshen up in front of the mirror, Claire saw Bonnie dispose of her used diaper in the usual sanitary bins, when a thought struck her. "Hey, how does Max get rid of diapers in public toilets? It's not like guys have periods!" Claire giggled at her friend. "Oh, they've started putting bins in some Men's toilets, but we don't really wear that much in the day, so it's not much of a problem," replied Bonnie, before glancing down at Claire's behind and snorting with laughter. "Oh babe! That skirt is a very bold choice to wear with a Slumber Diaper!" she laughed, as Claire glanced at her reflection in the mirror. "Can you see it?!" Claire pleaded with her friend. "Well, not exactly... but let's just say that most non-wetters don't have a skirt that sticks out 4 inches from their bum!". Claire went bright red, but quickly regained her composure. "Oh well," she said, stoically, "I guess it's only for the next few hours. I don't have any more diapers, anyway!" As they made their way back to the departure lounge, Bonnie smiled knowingly, but just out of sight of her friend.

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