Hannah looked hurt, “Ben, I promise I’m not like that! I just, I just wanted you to know that I didn’t mind, and that what Laura said wasn’t true, that no girl would want a bedwetter. Some girls would find it cute, even a turn-on, and I don’t just mean me, there are whole communities who like their partners in nappies and like bedwetting.”
Ben didn’t know what to say, especially when he realised he’d been so shocked at Hannah’s revelation that he’d stopped concentrating on his bladder. Warm pee trickled, and then rushed, out of him, spreading it’s warm wetness. Ben tried to stop the flow, but now he had started he couldn’t. Hannah had fallen silent, and Ben could hear the soft hiss of himself peeing, he just hoped Hannah hadn’t noticed it.