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Chapter One: The Drive Dad drove down the highway with meholding my hand between my legs. I had to pee and being stuck in a car definitely didn't help. A sign up ahead said that a rest area was only ten kilometres up ahead and I could certainly hold it. I could ask for my father to stop yet there was somethig else. “Something wrong?" Dad suddenly asked without looking at me. “Weird,” I replied. “ Dam weird you know.” He certainly did know why I felt weird. This was his plan. “I'm wearing an adult nappy,” I groaned. “You better be, Vicky,” Dad replied. “You don't want to be found out as a faker and lose this scholarship.” “Yeah,” I said. “That's the problem; I'm not really incontinent. They are going to find out.” “No, they won't. Just act natural. Show the letter I faked again.” I rubbed the padded material between my legs .“This is certainly not natural," I protested. “Well, get used to wetting yourself often,” he said. “You probably should show up in a really wet nappy. That way you won't look like a faker to the other girls who are used to wetting their nappies.” “Why did I let you talk me into this?” I whined. “You got a scholarship. The bank lost most my money, remember? This is your last chance to go to university,” he answered. I sighed. I don't understand how things got so weird. My father put away enough into my university fund to pay for all years of school. HMRC investigated my father recently and caught him for insider trading and fined him heavily and he eventually used up my university fund to pay for the fine. It was the summer before the start of uni and I had no money. So I search for scholarships. None fit me but after intesive search there was also a scholarship for only urinary incontinent girls who were studying any subject at my chosen university. Unlike the others, it was not listed on the university's website but on a discreet form for disabled students. It was the only scholarship and it was generous. It paid for everything including a monthly allowance. I remember distinctively getting the phone call. “Is Victoria Stevens there?” the woman asked. “Yes, this is she,” I gripped my mobile tightly. “This is Elizabeth Jones from the Urinary Incontinent Girls scholarship programme. You have been chosen.” My mouth was opened in shock. I had though my university dreams were over. “The last girl didn't meet our requirements. She was clearly bluffing her urinary incontinence just to get the scholarship while your doctor's letter appears genuine. I made this scholarship so incontinent girls can have the full university experience, including living in the halls. To do that we want to make sure that we pair you with another girl in the hall that is also incontinent for moral support. You will still have your own room Will this be a problem for you?” “No problem,” I replied, elated. “Good. We are having a summer camp to get to know the other girls. Attendance is mandatory.” I didn't tell the rest of my wider family. Dad thought it was perfect and had been a big help in getting me loads of adult nappies. They do sell nappies in stores like Boots, but the tape-o kind that real incontinent people wear is only found online and he helped me order Tena Slip Maxis online. Back to the present, the road sign indicated we wear near the camp. Dad said an incontinent girl would show up in a very wet nappy. I relaxed in my seat and pretended I was sitting on the toilet. As I started to pee in my nappy, it was so warm as the wetness spread around my crotch and under my bottom. I was shocked at how good it actually felt. Chapter Two: Fitting in with the Group Dad pulled into the lot and right away I spotted the group. After giving me a kiss, I head to group which consisted of five teenaged girls and a young lady stood around the van. “Are you Vicky?” the lady who was clearly Liz Jones, asked me. She wore torn jeans and a T-shirt. There was a bulge around her butt area, most definitely indicated she was wearing a nappy definitely wet. I said yes and opened the back door of my car and got my bags when she stopped me. "May I see your doctor's letter again?" I unzipped one part of my main bag and handed it over. Hoping the forgery work, she quickly smiled and nodded. "Can you remove your skirt? I want to see if you're wearing and adult nappy and have used it." I slowly unclipped my skirt; I tried many jeans but the bulge of the nappy always showed as well as the top. I can't remember how much I peed in the nappy earlier but Liz came closer, walked around and was satisfied. “Good. You're the last girl to arrive, so let's get going. You can put your stuff in the back of the van.” The wet nappy I had on now felt thick and I felt that I could use a change now. “Do I have time to run to the look real quick?” I leaned closer to her. “I'm quite wet.” Was there a loo nearby? “Uh no, do you think we can hold yourself?” I nodded though not sure if the nappy could. “Good. Then we got to go.” She led me in through the sliding door of the van and I took a seat beside a bored-looking girl with a sarcastic nerd phrase on her shirt. She wore black cargo jeans with all kinds of metal hanging from them. She whispered, “So, what's your story?” Before I could answer, Liz hopped into the driver’s seat and started the van. “Girls,” she called out through a speaker. “My name, as you all came into contact with, is Elizabeth Jones but you can call me Liz. I am the scholarship coordinator and founder of the Scholarship for Incontinent Girls. When I studied physics, I was embarrassed about having to explain to my hallmates, coursemates and friends that I had an incontinence problem. I realized that another incontinent girl would make a good hallmate and thus this scholarship came about. This camp is for several reasons. Mainly so you can get to know each other and find out who you to be paired with for moral support. The other reason is, unfortunately, to screen out people who are liars. I had to replace one girl earlier on who was not incontinent.” Minutes later, Liz continued. “So, get to know each other during this week. How about introducing yourself to each other now as I drive to the camp.” “My name is Kerri Kensington," the girl next to me began. "I am long tired of being teased about my incontinence. Having a mother who is not so discrete about it means everyone at school and my neighbour knew about it. This scholarship sunds great. I worried so much about uni and having to hide my nappies from others but I feel think group will give me support. I am excited about studying electrical engineering.” The girl who sat beside Kerri also wearing jeans spoke up. “My name is Michelle.” Her voice was softer and didn't give her surname. “I don't really have friends due to incontinence and will be studying Art History.” In the rear seat, a girl spoke up. “I'm Vera Horton. I'm just as normal as anyone else, or I was until the car accident where some drunk ran into me. The drunk doesn't have to wear nappies and it's not fair. Instead, he only got thirty days in jail. I instead have to spend the rest of my life in nappies.” She pounded her fists on the seat beside her. “Because of this, my boyfriend took someone else to my Year 11 and Year 13 prom. Will be reading Chemistry.” “My name is Bethany,” said her neighbour who had just looked up from a book. She wore all black with tight leggings. Even her nail polish and lipstick were black. “People already though I was weird with my love for black, so knowing about my nappies really made things worse. Will take modern history." The fifth girl introduced herself as Cath never Catherine. She worn a shorter skirt than myself. "I'll study my favourite subject biology and don't nappies to destroy my uni life.” I cleared my throat. “I'm Vicky Stevens. Am urinary incontinent birth since and my promised uni fund went away, so I thought I couldn't go to uni. Will be taking mechanical engineering." I hope that worked. The silence told me they accepted it. Chapter Three: The Meal About noon, Liz stopped at a local pub. I really wanted a fresh nappy. “Okay. Here is the plan. Cath, Vicky, and Michelle will go into the bathroom and change. Vera Bethany, and Kerri and myself will order our food. When you three return we will go change while you order your food. Then we will eat together.” In the toilet stall, I removed my skirt and looked down at my wet nappy. It was really wet - I did wet it a second time. I peeled off the tapes, rolled up the soggy nappy, then wiped myself off with baby wipes. Once finished, I put on a new Tena Slip like I had practiced many times by leaning against the wall of the stall. Back at the counter, I ordered a medium coke and a burger.

Pokemon lets go nuzlock. Standard rules. Catch one pokemon per route. Nickname all pokemon. If the pokemon faints its dead. Let's go rules Training. Because you cant battle wild pokemon, you are allowed a catch combo of 10 of the same pokemon as the one you caught on that route. Release the reast after. If you did not catch a pokemon, then no catch training. Level limit, can't go past the next gym leaders strongest pokemon. (Example, brock has a lv 12 onix, no pokemon can be over lv 12 when facing him.) Gyms, if you can't go in, fulfill their needed requirements but do not keep the pokemon. (example, you need a grass or water type to get into brokes gym. So you are allowed to catch one grass type to get in and then release the pokemon.) Friend. You are allowed to have a friend join you in catching pokemon, but they can not help in battles. ***************************** Ok, just so you all know, this is not like my other stories and is just a little side project. One that is not going to be very detailed, or have a strong plot like my other stories. Its just something im doing for fun while I play pokemon lets go Eevee. ************************************* Day 1 Dear diary, HI! ^.^ My name is Sara! Im 10 years old and a very cute girl! At least, that's what mommy always sais. Anyway, today was such a great day! I'm finally a pokemon trainer!!!! Professor Oak helped me catch a very rare pokemon isn't native to this part of Kanto, Eevee! He is so cute!!!!!!!!! I just love how fluffy and cuddly he is! His name is Evan and together we will take on the world! ^W^ But I'm going a little fast. I should probably start by saying I'm going to be challenging the gym’s and take on the Kanto league champion Red. (yes, I know the rival becomes champion, but I don't like him so I'm going with Red) But before I could do that, I needed to convince my mommy to let me go on this journey with Evan. that was really hard to do… Mommy didn't want me, her little pichu, to leave and go off on a dangerous journey. I had to tell her I would be alright, I would have Evan with me!!! You would have seen how cute he was at the time playing with his own tail ^-^ so cute! But mommy still said no! Telling me there was more to being a trainer than just having a cute pokemon. I would have to know how to catch other pokemon, be smart with money and buy not only my food, but pokemon food, learn to camp on my own, and most importantly how to change my own diapers! Yes, diary, I wear diapers, and they are cute and soft and fluffy, just like Evan! I need them because I have a weak bladder, and sometimes….not always...but….um... I have other accidents too… But that's not important right now! What is how I convinced Mommy to let me go! She gave me a test! One to go to Viridian City, pick up a package, and come back with it, a new pokemon, and a clean diaper! And that's just what I did! On my way their, I caught a new friend Bellsprout who i named Vine. ^.^ It was so cute watching Vine and Evan play together! But i had to stay focused! I made it to Viridian City and got mommy’s package and i had only peed in my diaper a little bit by then! On my way back, i had to stop and hide behind some bushes in order to change myself into a new clean diaper, and i did a fantastic job at it! Ok, no… when i got home and showed mommy, she laughed at the bad job I did that it would have leaked if I peed in it… but i did win the deal! And as a reward for becoming a trainer, I got the package! It was a new backpack with a bunch of stuff i would need to a good trainer! And that even included a bunch of diapers! As one last final gift, Mommy gave me you! My new diary to write in my whole adventure and what i will see, the friends ill meet, and anything else I would want to tell you. Mommy just came into my room and told me its time for bed, so I have to go now, but ill keep you informed of how my journey is going as I start my adventure tomorrow! ^.^ ******************************************** In game Starter Eevee. Male, lv5, Evan Route 1. Bellsprout. Male, Lv3, Vine, *******************************************