Jasmine'S Curiosity

[plasticpj]

Denise could not have been more proud. Day after day, she responded to every urge quickly. After three weeks, Denise had not wet or soiled. Every night had also been dry. Last night being the only exception. The urge had awakened her from her sleep but not quickly enough. She started peeing in her Goodnite, but she was still able to get to the restroom and get most of the pee into the toilet. It was a mere squirt in her diaper, still pretty good for a girl who had worn the heaviest duty adult diapers on the marker and managed to soak through them most nights.

Denise decided not to part with the Goodnites so soon. However, she had disposed of all other diapers and diaper related things.

As Denise pondered her achievement a knock came at her door. It was Jasmine.

"Hey stinky," Jasmine said, as she swatted at Denise's butt. "No diaper, still. I'm impressed."

"What does it feel like?" Jasmine asked. "I mean did you ever like how they felt on you?"

Denise looked puzzled. "They were just something that I wore, like my glasses. I needed them and they helped," she said. "I barely remembered anything different, you know. Everything before the accident kinda comes in pieces."

"They are soft and secure, but I definitely like being out of them."

Denise was happy that for the first time in a long time Jasmine seemed interested in her life at all. They chatted on and on.

The conversation shifted to boys and the two sisters actually seemed, for a moment, to bond like sisters.

Out of the blue Jasmine asked, "can I try one on?"

"Are you friggin serious?" Denise said half sarcastically.

"Completely."

Denise went to the closet and grabbed a Goodnite from the top shelf. "Suit yourself."

Jasmine said, "no not one of those I want to try on a real tape-on diaper, like you wear...well wore."

"I don't have them anymore. I took them to Goodwill," Denise said. "This will have to do."

"Can you put it on me?" Jasmine asked.

"Uhh, uhh, you gotta be joking. If you want it, take it. What you do with it I really don't wanna know."

Both girls sat in awkward silence for a moment.

"Jasmine, Do you remember Chad?"

"Yeah, the guy went to homecoming with."

"Yes, that one. The reason I ask is because after we went out for a few months, I found out he was really, really turned on by my diaper. He actually asked to wear one with me once. He really had a strong desire for diapers. I refused of course. Ho weird. I know some people do like diapers. Does this sound familiar to you."

Jasmine tried not to blush and played ignorant. This was a bad idea, she thought.

"I just really wanted to get to understand your life and what it feels like," Jasmine said. "Nothing weird, I promise."

"Well thanks, I guess," Denise said. "By the way, you can have one whenever you want." Denise winked as Jasmine walked out of the room. Jasmines heart sunk and her face flushed. She did not know what to make out of the situation. Then Jasmine remembered that she had a diaper in her hand. It took all her attention away from the scene that she just made.

Jasmine undressed for the night, taking off her sleek low-cut black spandex panties and slipped the pull-up between her legs. It still felt a little like the diaper she tried on before, only less bulky. She put on her pajama bottoms and got into bed.

Jasmine awoke a few minutes before her alarm rang and noticed the bulk between her legs. It was dry.

She had a full bladder and knew this was a perfect time to let go.

She felt the warm wet pee between her skin and the diaper as it safely absorbed into the thirsty layers. The bulge grew and jasmine wiggled around in it, feeling the warmth and squishyness rubbing against her vagina. With her full palm she massaged the diaper for several minutes, until she almost shrieked out loud. She continued to lay in bed until she fell back into a light sleep. Her alarm ran, she needed to pee again so she let go. However, this time the diaper leaked out the sides of her legs soaking her pajama bottom and sheets.

Running late already, Jasmine could not hide the wet bed. She shoved the pajamas under her bed and pulled her comforter over everything knowing the wetness would dry over the day. What to do with the pull-up? She thought. Denise had already left. Jasmine opened Denise's door and tossed the wet pull-up into Denise's bedside wastebasket. She still had in mind that nobody would notice because Denise always wet diapers. But this was not so anymore, and Jasmine didn't know the extent of it.

...to be continued

[the diaper mike]

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[SKIP]

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[SKIP]

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[plasticpj]

By the time Jasmine got downstairs, she could already hear her friend Alison honking outside. As she got into the white Honda, Alison wrinkled her nose and gave Jasmine a odd look, but didn't say anything. Jasmine could almost read Alison's mind and became very self conscious. I reek of piss, Jasmin thought. Slightly embarrassed, Jasmine hoped that she was reading too much into things.

"After the Volleyball fundraising meeting Tracy, Paula and I were planning to head up to the H&M in Hunter Falls, after that we might catch some dinner and sleep at my house. Wanna join us?" Alison asked. "I'll have to ask my mom," said Jasmine. "But most likely."

Javier sat outside the school steps, he was tall dark skinned with a shaved head and dressed like James Dean with a white t-shirt and black leather jacket.

Don't let the look fool you, Javier was far removed from his bad boy image. He was sexy as well as brilliant. He called out Jasmine's name and she pretended not to notice. She could not let on that she was interested. She was, but that is besides the point. She sneaked a quick look caught him checking her out. He approached. "Hey Jazz, whats up." "Um, I'm going to class, what do you think," she responded sarcastically. "I just wanted to see if you were doing anything after school today."

"Yeah, I'm busy."

"How about this weekend?"

"I don't know," She said in a cold voice.

"Okay let me know by Friday if you want to come hang out with me. I have tickets to "Thunder in Paris," the Broadway musical. It will be a lot of fun."

They parted ways and Alison turned to Jasmine and asked, "why don't you give Javier the time of day? He is gorgeous."

"I know, he just comes on too strong." "I might go."

"Oh, you are gonna, I will see to that," Alison said and laughed. "we'll find you the right outfit tonight.

At lunch Jasmine called her mom to ask about her plans later that night.

"I suppose so, just be home after school tomorrow on time. I have a list of chores that I want your sister and you to do around the house."

"I know, Mom. I'll be home."

"Will you be by to pack a bag for tonight, Judith asked. I do need to speak about something for a few minutes, nothing bad, but it is important, especially if your sleeping at someone else's house."

"Yes, I will come by the house around four today."

What does that mean, Jasmine though. "My mom is so weird," she mumbled out loud.

Later that day...

Alison dropped Jasmine off in front of her house at 4:00. "I'll be back in about an hour," she said.

Jasmine walked in and Judith was sitting on the sofa reading a news magazine. "Hi there, busy lady." "Have a few minutes to talk to your old mother?"

"I know this is scary for you honey, but I know that you know what I know," Judith said.

"You need to level with me if you want me to be able to help you. Have you been wearing diapers around the house?"

"It's true, mom. I just have had urges to wear them and they feel good to me," Jasmine said.

"That's fair enough," Judith said. "However, I think there is more to it, am I right?" "I am venturing to assume that you have been having some accidents for a while and your sister has been covering for you. Now that your sister is no longer wetting, the truth comes out."

"Mom, that is not true. Not at all."

"Honey, I have seen you mattress, it is still as riddled with urine stains as when you were much younger."

"Tell me the truth, now, okay. I will work with you. How many times a month do you wet the bed?"

Jasmine teared up a little.

"yes, mom, I've been hiding my problem. Sometimes I pee in bed. Hardly ever."

"You didn't answer my question. Your mattress is ruined. That is not hardly ever. How many times per month?"

"Almost once a month, OKAY." "I wear my maxi pads to bed and they keep them dry most of the time. But I have forgot sometimes."

"I was just thinking about the discussion that we had last week when you told me that you were just trying on a diaper to see what it felt like, and I've been trying to wrap my head around that, it seems so preposterous" Judith said. "I cannot believe I have been blind to this problem for so long. I just want you to sleep with comfort and dignity."

"Jasmine, you are open to wearing protective underwear, as I see you have conspired with you sister for some time.

"Mom, your not listening. Denise has nothing to do with this. She barely found out about me."

"Okay honey, that doesn't even matter at this point.

I went ahead and bought some Goodnites just for you."

That will be our short term solution, and Dr. Underwood will help us develop a more long term plan. You have an appointment tomorrow"

"Absolutely not, I won't wear diapers," Jasmine said.

"Whether you wear them, thats up to you. I suggest you take one with you tonight. Spare yourself an embarrassing incident."

"I've never wet the bed at a friends house," Jasmine said. Although, that was not true. She did wet the bed at her friend Tamara's house about three years ago. However, Tamara took the fall. (Tamara was a bed wetter, and perhaps didn't know the truth anyways.)

"I'm not gonna wear them, mom." "I don't need them."

"That's your choice, like I said," Judith said. "I want to work with you and if you can work with me we can talk about replacing that dank mattress, perhaps with a brand new bedrooms set."

It was just to embarrassing for Jasmine to think about.

Although Jasmine had the experience wearing diapers and enjoying it. It infuriated her to know that her mom was telling her that she needed them, at 16 for Christ's sake. Denise was the diaper girl not me, she thought.

The truth was the truth, however, and Jasmine had wet the bed on and off her whole life. She thought that she managed to hide it well, and it was never frequent and it wasn't a big deal. As far as she was concerned nobody knew that she had and accident for at least 8 years.

She thought, the hell if I'm going to wear a diaper to spend the night at my best friends house. She packed her bag and left the package of Goodnites her mom had bought unopened and shoved them into the back of an utility room cabinet.

Unbeknown to Jasmine, as the night went on the nagging feeling of what if kept crossing her mind. It was her mom's power of suggestion that had planted it there, but sure enough it was persistent. She wished that she had some protection handy at least. Jasmine had a plan she would drink a couple cups of coffee and then she would not wet because she would not sleep.

...more to come

[lonewolf]

please sir my I have more please!!!!

[DL_DB]

Hey, plasticpj, I've really enjoyed your story so far and look forward to reading more.