Kevin woke up first the next morning; As soon as he awoke, still disorientated from sleep, he knew something was different. It took him a few seconds to realise that it was the unfamiliar dampness of the sheets, the warm urine slowly turning cold. Jessica, still asleep, had wet for him. He grew hard as he thought of her, wetting helplessly in her sleep, with no control over it.
He wanted to wake her up, and tell her what a bad girl she’d been. “Jessica, Jess, wake up,” he shook her gently, and she opened her eyes, “Look what you’ve done to my sheets, wetting the bed like a baby, you’ve been a very bad girl. Big girls don’t wet the bed, you need to be punished.” He was getting excited at the thought of the sex that they would have together in the very wet bed, he wondered if she might even wet it again for him, so he was shocked when Jessica burst into tears. He wondered if she was just playing along with him, but somehow he didn’t think she was, “Hey, hey, what’s wrong?”
“I’m sorry,” Jessica sobbed, turning away from Kevin, unable to look him in the eye, “I, I thought you said you wanted me to.”
Kevin felt terrible, he hadn’t meant to upset Jessica, he’d just gotten carried away, “I did,” he said, “I didn’t meant anything I said, I was just pretending, I don’t mind, of course I don’t mind, I like it.”
“I don’t,” Jessica admitted in a small voice, “I feel so guilty.”
“Don’t be silly, I asked you to do it, don’t feel guilty for something I made you do.”
“But I, your sheets…”
“I don’t care about the sheets,” Kevin said, “But you really don’t like this, do you?”
Jessica shook her head, avoiding meeting Kevin’s eye.
“Shall we get you cleaned up then? How does a nice hot bath sound? I’ll run it for you…”
A week after wetting his bed Jessica was back at Kevin’s house; she had spent the night at his house again, finally over her embarrassment of wetting the bed with him in it. He had put her into her nappy before bed, and she had even let him take a photograph of her in just a nappy and T-shirt with his digital camera. That morning when they had woken up, Jessica’s nappy soaked as usual, Kevin had helped her out of it and they had enjoyed the best sex either of them had ever experienced.
Now the two were relaxing in Kevin’s room, still half-naked and entangled on his bed, Damien Rice playing soothingly in the background. They were kissing passionately when Kevin’s fifteen-year-old brother, Connor burst in through the bedroom door, interrupting them.
“Get out.” Kevin shouted, “You know you’re not allowed in here.”
Connor stayed where he was, looking around the room. His eyes rested on Jessica’s wet, discarded nappy lying on the floor by the bed. Neither of them had bothered to fold it up and put it in the trash, too caught up in the sex and the moments that had followed it. “Haha, your stupid bedwetter girlfriend pissed her nappy again.” He sneered, and turned to look Jessica in the eye, “I found all your nappies in Kevin’s drawers. I never met anyone over three who needed nappies before. Baby.”
Kevin turned a deep shade of puce and, his face dark with anger, he jumped up from the bed, lunging at his brother, “Why the fuck have you been looking in my room?” He pushed Connor to the ground, still shouting at him, and the two began to fight. Neither brother noticed when Jessica slipped out of the room, running out of the house in tears.
After the incident with Connor Jessica ignored all of Kevin’s texts and calls, she couldn’t believe Kevin had told his brother her biggest secret. She knew Connor would be sure to tell all of his friends, and any of Kevin’s friends who came to the house, she would be the biggest laughing stock around. She felt so stupid, not just because she was nothing but a little bedwetter, but because she had trusted Kevin, who had obviously just been waiting for the right moment to embarrass her. Waiting until he knew she trusted him completely, and then humiliating her in front of everyone. She knew it would only be a matter of time before he told everyone, she couldn’t believe she’d let him take the photograph of her in just her nappy. She bet he would show it to everybody now, he probably couldn’t believe how perfectly his plan to humiliate her had worked.
Kevin had even called in at Jessica’s house a couple of times; her parents had been out on both occasions, and she had ignored the doorbell until he had gone away. She wished he would just give up and leave her alone, she didn’t ever want to see him again, she didn’t want to hear what he had to say. She just wanted him out of her life, and things to go back to the way they were before he ever knew that she was a bedwetter.
Jessica was woken by her Mum knocking on her bedroom door, “Jessica sweetie, Kevin’s here to see you.”
“I don’t feel well,” Jessica lied, “Can you send him away?”
“Did you have an accident again last night?” Jessica’s Mum asked.
“No,” Jessica lied, her wet nappy bulging between her legs. Since Jessica had discovered nappies she had been wearing them at home, ordering them over the internet using her debit card. Her mother had noticed the lack of wet sheets to be washed, and when she had asked Jessica about it Jessica had been far too embarrassed to admit to wearing nappies, and so had instead lied and said that she had just stopped wetting the bed. Her mother, having been told by numerous doctors that Jessica would eventually out-grow her night time accidents had found no reason to disbelieve Jessica’s lie, and had seemed so proud that Jessica couldn’t tell her the truth now and risk letting her down. Of course not being able to tell her parents that she was still bedwetting meant that Jessica couldn’t tell them that she had fallen out with Kevin, and so they were both under the impression that everything was fine between the young couple.
“Well, I’ll let him in quickly, he said he really needs to see you. It sounded important. And maybe he’ll help you to feel better.” Before Jessica could protest her Mum was calling down the stairs for Kevin to come up. Jessica heard her mother’s soft footsteps move down the stairs, followed by Kevin’s louder ones making their way up them.
“Hey Jess.” Kevin stood nervously in the doorway, glancing at her quickly before looking away, unable to meet her eye.
Although since she had last seen Kevin, fighting with his brother, Jessica had tried to stay strong, avoiding crying over him and giving him the satisfaction of really hurting her, on seeing him again she couldn’t stop herself from breaking down in tears, “Go away,” she sobbed, “I don’t want to see you. You got what you wanted, can’t you just leave me alone now.”
Kevin looked hurt, “What do you mean I got what I wanted? Do you think I wanted this to happen?” he was crying now as well, “Do you really think that I wanted to hurt you? Of course I didn’t, I love you. I could have murdered Connor, I really could have. I didn’t tell him anything, I promise. I…” Kevin paused, as if he was unsure of whether to say what was coming next, “You might hate me for this, it is my fault, that he knows I mean. After you wet my bed I was washing the sheets, and…” he paused again, trying to find the words to say what he wanted, “My mum wanted to know why I was washing them, I never wash them, and I know I should have lied, I know I should have said we spilt a drink, or that it was me who wet the bed, but I told her the truth, not that I asked you to, I said it was an accident, I didn’t even think. I knew she wouldn’t say anything to anyone, I know she wouldn’t think it was a big deal, she’s a nurse, she deals with that kind of thing all the time. And she didn’t say anything, but…” he started to sob loudly, “Connor overheard, I didn’t know he had, not until after that morning he came in, but he overheard and snuck into my room and found the nappies. I didn’t know he knew, not until he burst into the room and said it, I really didn’t. I could’ve killed him after he said that, probably would have if Mum hadn’t come in and made me stop. She kicked me out and told me not to come back till the next day, she wouldn’t listen to what I tried to say, just made me get out there and then. Connor made up a whole load of lies about what happened. She believed him at first, but when I came back I told her what happened, and I think she realised Connor was lying. She went ballistic at Connor; he’s grounded for the rest of the summer, his pocket money has been stopped and he’s been given a list of chores as long as my arm to do while he’s home.” Kevin started to look guilty, “Mum’s swore his life won’t be worth living if he tells anyone else, but…” Kevin started to cry harder, he was sobbing so hard that he couldn’t finish what he was saying for several minutes, “Connor got my phone, afterwards, when I’d been kicked out, Mum didn’t give me a chance to get it, she just made me leave there and then… Anyway, he… he text a few people from my phone, pretending to be me, and he… he, he told them about, y’know, your bedwetting…”
Jessica was mortified, she felt frozen to the spot, her blood running cold through her body. She couldn’t look at Kevin, couldn’t even turn her head in his direction. She wanted to speak, to shout at him to get out, that he had ruined her life, but she couldn’t, she couldn’t make a sound, the tears flowing silently, her body racked with huge, silent sobs. She was shaking, she didn’t know what to do, her secret was out, and she knew people would hate her for it. How could they not?
“It’s not as bad as you think though,” Kevin said, “I didn’t know he’d done it, but I got a whole load of texts from the people he told,”
“Who did he tell?” Jessica managed to whisper between sobs.
“No-one we’re not close to, I think he just text the names he recognised, I looked in my sent items after I got a text about it and he only text people he knows I’m friends with. Lucy and Ollie, Nick, Tom and Dan. No one else I don’t think. But y’know none of them care, they all text back and none of them were laughing at you; all of them were having a go at me for sending out the text. They were all on your side, none of them care, all of them were saying it didn’t matter. And I’ve cleared it up, I told them that Connor had taken my phone; I told them he had just made it up. I think Lucy guessed it was the truth, but everyone else believed me. But even if they didn’t, they don’t care; no-one thinks any differently of you because of it. It’s me they think badly of, not you. I’m not saying that because I want you to feel sorry for me, this is entirely my fault, I know that, but I don’t like to see you like this, avoiding everyone. I don’t like seeing you upset, I miss you.”
Jessica felt torn inside; she wanted to hate Kevin for all of this. Connor had text half of her friends, now they all knew she was a bed wetter, and although Kevin said they didn’t mind and that it didn’t change the way they thought about her, how could that be true? Jessica had been convinced for her whole life that if her friends found out about her bedwetting that they would hate and bully her because of it, and it was hard for her to believe that it might just be accepted as part of her. She couldn’t even fully trust Kevin’s acceptance of it, let alone trust her friends.
However, although half of her wanted to hate Kevin, the other half of Jessica loved him, and wanted to forgive him. She believed everything he had told her, she believed that he hadn’t meant for Connor to find out, and how could she hate him for something that wasn’t his fault? And if her friends really did accept her bed wetting then maybe, in some small way, the whole situation was a blessing. And she hated seeing Kevin cry, he seemed so deeply sorry, and what she wanted more than anything was for their arms to be wrapped around each other, embracing in forgiveness.
Kevin moved towards Jessica’s bed, she looked up at him, and, tears still running down both of their cheeks, they shared a salty kiss.
A few hours later, after Kevin and Jessica had sealed their forgiveness with some much-missed sex, the two lay on her bed, both glad to be back together, where they both felt they belonged.
“I was thinking, Jess, how would you like to move in with me? Not to my house, but maybe we could get a flat together. I’ve been looking around, and a one bedroom flat isn’t that expensive. I mean just for a bedroom, kitchen, bathroom and little sitting room, nothing fancy. I think we could afford it, if you wanted to. I might have to ask for a few extra hours at the pub, but I’m sure that wouldn’t be a problem. You don’t have to answer now, I know this is a big thing to ask, and that you’re still upset about Connor, but, that’s why I think it would be better if we lived away from that, from him and parents. I mean, if we lived together we wouldn’t have to worry about anyone finding out about anything,”
Jessica didn’t answer Kevin’s question, but she let her mind wander and imagine the two of them living together, waking up in the same bed every morning, not having to dispose of nappies secretly and have their ears constantly pricked in case one of their parents walked in on them. She imagined coming home from the café she worked at to Kevin, imagined the two of them eating together every evening, and then going to bed together as evening became night.
“Don’t say yes or no yet,” Kevin interrupted Jessica’s thoughts, “But just think about it, consider it.”
“Okay,” Jessica nodded, “I would like to move out from home, but… I don’t know if I’m ready yet. I will think about it though.”
Kevin smiled lovingly at Jessica, “Will you think about coming to Dan’s party on Friday night as well? We can stay over, his parents are away, everyone’s gonna be there. And you won’t even have to worry about staying up all night anymore, I can get you all tucked into bed, safe in a nappy, and you can sleep easy.”
Jessica wasn’t sure, she hadn’t seen any of her friends since Kevin’s brother had told them her secret, and she was scared about facing them now they knew, just because Kevin had told them it wasn’t true didn’t mean they believed him. And wearing a nappy with Kevin was one thing, but wearing one at a party surrounded by all of her friends, most of whom would be looking for signs that she was a bed wetter, was another. She tried to tell this to Kevin, but he was convinced that nobody would notice.
“No-one’s going to be looking, not when you’re in bed. Nobody cares whether you wet the bed or not, it doesn’t matter to them. And I’ll take care of you, I’ll make sure no-one comes in and sees your nappy or anything.”
Reluctantly, after a lot more persuading on Kevin’s part, Jessica agreed to join him at the party.
Jessica quickly gulped down the vodka and lemonade in her hand; she never usually allowed herself to get very drunk at parties as she knew the risk of falling asleep was too high, but tonight she didn’t have to worry, she had two thick nappies hidden deep in her rucksack, and she knew Kevin would take care of her and ensure she was wearing one before she went to sleep. And so tonight Jessica was intent on enjoying herself, and she wasn’t going to turn down any of the alcohol her friends were offering her.
Jessica ended up drinking too much, and Kevin had to hold her hair back as she was sick into the basin of the toilet. She was dizzy and finding it difficult to stand up, nothing was making sense and, feeling very helpless, Jessica was glad that she had Kevin there to make sure she was okay. Having always been a sensible drinker in the past she had never been this wasted before, and all Jessica wanted was to go to sleep and never wake up.
“Is Jess all right?” Dan asked Kevin, concerned, as the two emerged from the bathroom, Jessica’s arm draped around Kevin’s shoulders as he tried to keep her steady.
“Yeah, she’s just had a bit too much to drink, I think she needs to lie down. You got a bed she can have?”
“Sure, you two can take my parent’s room, you know where it is, right?” Dan asked Kevin.
Kevin nodded, “Yep, thanks mate.”
Jessica was finding it hard to stay upright, and rather than have her struggle to walk upstairs Kevin took her petite frame in his strong arms and carried her up the stairs, by the time they entered Dan’s parent’s bedroom Jessica was fast asleep. Kevin lay her on the bed, and remembering that he would need to put her into a nappy quickly, before he risked her wetting the mattress, he went downstairs to find Jessica’s backpack, which he knew had a couple of nappies in it.
A few minutes later Kevin returned with the bag, shutting the door firmly behind him, and he was relieved to see that Jessica hadn’t wet whilst he was gone. He took a nappy out of Jessica’ bag and unfolded it, laying it next to Jessica he unbuttoned the front of her tight jeans, and slid them down her legs, exposing her black lace knickers, which he also slid off her slim legs. Jessica didn’t even stir. He lifted her legs slightly in order to slide the nappy under her bottom; he pulled the front up between her legs and expertly taped it up.
Jessica had a pair of lemon yellow pyjamas, with a cute Piglet motif on the front, packed in her bag, and Kevin decided to dress her in them in order to make her more comfortable. He removed her T-shirt and bra, and admired her figure, dressed in just the nappy, before he slipped the pyjama top onto her sleeping body. Through all of this Jessica didn’t stir at all, and feeling slightly naughty, Kevin had an idea. He left her pyjama shorts off, and ran his hands over her nappy. He moved them up and they settled just beneath her stomach. Holding his breath Kevin pressed down on Jessica’s bladder, and after a few seconds the pale yellow wetness indicator on her nappy started to turn blue as Jessica, still asleep and blissfully unaware of what was happening, began to wet her nappy. Kevin began to feel very excited, his penis beginning to grow hard, and he slipped his hand into her nappy. Jessica was still wetting, her warm urine running onto Kevin’s hand. When Jessica stopped peeing, her nappy now wet, although still not completely full, Kevin slipped his wet hand out of her nappy, moving it down to his erect penis.
When Kevin awoke early the next morning Jessica was still sleeping soundly, he cuddled up to her, and allowed his hands to wander over her body. As he ran his hands over her shorts he was surprised to find a large wet spot, and it took him a few seconds to realise that Jessica’s nappy had leaked. She had drunk a lot of alcohol before falling asleep, and Kevin knew that Jessica would wet a lot after drinking. Usually Jessica would wake up during the night and change into a fresh, dry nappy before suffering any leaks, however, Jessica had drunk a lot more than she usually did, and she had hardly stirred since falling asleep.
Kevin knew he would have to wake Jess and tell her what had happened, and he felt his anxiety levels begin to rise. Kevin knew that Dan would have to know what had happened, he’d have to wash the sheets, and maybe even the mattress, before his parents returned. Kevin also knew that Jessica would be mortified when she found out what had happened, and even more so when Kevin insisted that they told Dan. Kevin didn’t want to wake Jessica; he could pretend to still be asleep. He wanted to just lie beside her, and wait for her to awaken and realise what had happened. But he knew that if he left Jessica to sleep she might wet again, and sooner or later Dan have to be told what had happened.
“Jess,” Kevin shook her lightly in order to wake her, “Jess wake up, you’ve umm, leaked a bit.”
Jessica groaned and rolled over, not taking in what Kevin was saying. However, as she rolled over in the bed she felt the cold, damp patch on her pyjamas rub against her thighs, and she knew at once that she had wet the bed. It took her a couple more seconds to realise that not only had she wet the bed, but she was at Dan’s house, in his parent’s bed. Jessica immediately started to cry.
“You said you’d look after me,” she sobbed to Kevin, “How could you let me sleep without a nappy on?”
“I didn’t,” Kevin replied indignantly, “Look, I did put one on you,” Jessica touched her crotch, and realised at once that Kevin was telling the truth, “Your nappy must have leaked.” Kevin continued, “Don’t worry though, I’ll go and talk to Dan for you. The bed’s not very wet, he’ll just need to wash the sheets.”
Jessica paled, “You can’t tell him!”
“He won’t say anything to anyone else, you know he won’t. After Connor text him he text me back to tell me he thought I was well out of order spreading stuff like that around, he’s not going to mention it to anyone. You go and have a shower and get yourself cleaned up and I’ll sort it out, you can pretend it never happened.”
Whilst Jessica showered Kevin went to find Dan, who was downstairs in his living room, attempting to clear up the large quantity of empty cans and bottles littering every available surface, “Hey Dan, can I talk to you for a second,” Kevin looked at the large group of people who were also gathered in Dan’s living room, “In private. Sorry.”
“Wahey, get in there Dan!” laughed one of the boys sprawled out across an armchair, “Is there something you’re not telling us, Kev?”
Kevin chuckled, “Yeah, I’ve been secretly lusting after Dan for years,” he turned to Dan, “C’mon baby, let’s go someplace private.”
Kevin followed Dan into his kitchen, closing the door behind them, “Everything alright mate?” Dan asked.
“Not exactly,” Kevin was beginning to feel a little embarrassed about telling Dan Jessica’s secret, “It’s Jess, she erm, she wet the bed last night.”
“Shit man…” Dan didn’t know what to say, “Is the mattress ruined?”
“No, it wasn’t a lot. You can’t go spreading this around, but it happens every night, she wears a nappy to bed, it just leaked a bit, it’s only the sheets that are a bit damp. The mattress is fine, but she’s kind of upset about it. She didn’t really want me to tell you, but the sheets will need to be washed so I told her I’d have to. Don’t say anything to her though, please, she’s really embarrassed. And don’t mention it to anybody else, she’s really sensitive about it, she gets upset about people knowing.”
“Yeah, sure, I’m not going to tell anyone. It’s not her fault, is it? That text you sent out last week though, does she know about that?”
“Yeah, I didn’t send it, my brother did. He found out about Jess after she stayed at my house. He took my phone and text all the people whose names he recognised.” Kevin explained, “I wouldn’t ever tell anybody about it. Even if we broke up and I hated her, I wouldn’t spread her secrets around.”
“That’s well harsh of your brother,” Dan remarked.
“Yeah, well he’s a little shit.” Retorted Kevin, “He wouldn’t dare mention it again though, he’s still being punished now. My Mum went mad when she found out.”
“Found out what?” The two were interrupted as Lucy and Kate entered the room.
“Nothing,” Dan and Kevin quickly replied in unison.
Both girls looked unconvinced, but they didn’t push the two guys any further, “Is Jess up yet?” Kate asked.
“Yeah, she’s just having a shower,” Kevin told her, “She’ll probably be down in a minute.”
A short while later Jessica had joined her friends downstairs, and was trying to forget the wet sheet still on the bed upstairs. Kevin had whispered to her that he’d spoken to Dan, who wasn’t going to tell anyone, but Jessica still felt worried that Dan might suddenly announce it to the group. And so she felt especially nervous when Dan, who Jessica had been trying to avoid, approached her.
“Are you okay, Jess?” he asked, “You were trashed last night.”
Jessica felt herself redden, she couldn’t remember very much of the night before, but from her friends’ reactions she had established that she had been very, very drunk. “Yeah, I’m okay, my head hurts a little, but it’s not too bad, considering.”
“Good. Anyway, erm, I just wanted to say not to worry about, y’know, the bed thing. I won’t mention it to anyone, promise.”
“Thanks,” Jessica wasn’t sure what more to say, “Umm, do you want me to wash the sheets?”
“If you don’t mind that’d be wicked, to be honest I’m not even sure how exactly to use a washing machine. I know there’s washing powder and stuff under the sink in the kitchen, do you want me to come and show you?” Dan asked.
“It’s okay, I’m sure I’ll find it. I’ll go and do it now, if that’s okay?”
“Yeah, sure thing, okay. And like I said, don’t worry about it, I won’t tell anyone.” Dan hugged Jessica to show he meant it.
“Thanks Dan,” Jessica smiled.
Upstairs in Dan’s parent’s room Jessica stripped the sheets from the bed, glad that the mattress wasn’t noticeably wet, and slipped downstairs with them.
Jessica hadn’t expected anybody to be in the kitchen when she entered it; Dan had organised a game of Frisbee in his garden and Jessica had thought everybody would be outside joining in. So Jessica was surprised to see Lucy in the kitchen, busy tidying up the inevitable mess a party creates.
“Hey Jess,” she said, and although she glanced at the bundle of sheets in Jessica’s arms Lucy didn’t mention them, “Can you believe how much mess this kitchen is in? Dan’s parents are back tomorrow, and I know if I leave him to clear up by himself he won’t bother and the house will still be this untidy tomorrow.”
Jessica chuckled nervously, “Yeah, I thought I’d help him do some washing, he said he doesn’t even know how to use the machine,”
“That doesn’t surprise me,” Lucy paused, “Did you tell him why you’re doing the washing?”
“Yeah, I just didn’t want his parents’ sheets to smell like alcohol when they come back,” Jessica lied, opening the door of the washing machine and loading the sheets into it.
“I mean the real reason,” Lucy said, “We’ve been friends over two years, did you think I wouldn’t ever put two and two together and come up with four? I realised months ago, Jess. It’s not a big deal; you don’t have to hide anything from me. You don’t have to hide anything from Dan either, you ought to tell him, or I could tell him if you want.”
“Thanks, but it’s okay, Kevin’s already spoken to him.”
At the mention of Kevin Lucy frowned, “Yeah, about Kevin,” Lucy paused, “I’ve been meaning to speak to you about him.”
“Why? What’s he done?” Jessica could tell by Lucy’s face that she wasn’t about to say something nice about Kevin.
“Umm, well a couple of weeks ago I got this text from him…”
“…That wasn’t him,” Jessica interrupted Lucy to leap to Kevin’s defence, “It was his brother. He said he’d told everyone that.”
“He did,” said Lucy, “I just wasn’t sure if I believed him.”
“He was telling the truth,” Jessica defended Kevin, “I know he was.”
“Okay, sorry. I didn’t know he’d told you, but he has, which I guess he wouldn’t do if he were lying. I just wanted to make sure you knew, that’s all.”
“Yeah, thanks,” Jessica smiled, “Anyway, let’s go join the others.”
“I’ve been thinking a lot lately,” Jessica told Kevin one afternoon. Since Dan’s party she had begun to realise that perhaps her bedwetting was not as much of an issue as she had always believed it would be. Not only had Kevin accepted it, but now Dan and Lucy had as well. Although she wasn’t about to announce to the world that she was a bed-wetter, Jessica was beginning to feel much less worried at the prospect of people finding out. She had realised that her real friends would accept all of her embarrassing secrets, and in doing so she had finally realised, with one hundred percent certainty, that Kevin loved her. And that he wasn’t pretending to accept her bedwetting just so that he could use it against her or embarrass her by telling others.
“About what?” Kevin asked.
“About us, about us moving in together.”
“Have you come to a conclusion?”
“I think so,” Jessica nodded, “I think that, if we can afford it, we should do it. That is if you still want to?”
“Of course I do” Kevin threw his arms around Jessica, “In fact, I hope you don’t mind, but I’ve already been looking at places. A one-bedroom flat isn’t very expensive round here, I found a few nice ones, maybe we could go and look at them together some time this week?”
“That would be nice,” Jessica agreed, “Although I haven’t spoken to my parents about it or anything yet, they might really hate the idea of me moving out.”
“You won’t be going far though, just into town. It’ll be easier for you, and for them.”
“I know, but I want to talk it over with them first. Have you told your parents you want to move out?”
“I told them I was thinking about it. I think they were kind of pleased, there’s a bit of a weird atmosphere in the house since Connor … y’know. I think Mum and Dad will be happy to have us apart.”
“There, now all it needs a few pictures on the wall, and it’ll be perfect.” Kevin smiled, placing the last large box of items in the bedroom. It was less than a month after Jessica had agreed to find a flat with Kevin, and the two of them had found a flat, which was cheap, clean and, although small compared to their parent’s houses, roomy enough for just the two of them. They had a good-sized bedroom, plus a small room next to it, which currently lay empty, but could become a spare bedroom if they were to buy a bed for it. Then there was a generous-sized living room, a bathroom and a newly fitted kitchen. And with some help from their parents they had finally finished furnishing it, and were ready to call it home.
“Wow, I can’t believe we’re going to be living here, together.”
Kevin grinned at Jessica, “I know, it’s fantastic. No-one to disturb us, no-one to tell us what to do or make us tidy our room and stuff.”
“I hope that doesn’t mean our room’s going to be a mess! I expect you to do your fair share of the washing up!” Jessica said light-heartedly.
“What? I thought the whole deal was you get the privilege of living with me, and in return you do all of the washing up!” Kevin retorted jokingly.
Entangled in each other’s arms Jessica and Kevin lay in bed, and, having just made the most of their new opportunity of sex without any worries of being too loud or interrupted, both were feeling tired. Jessica’s eyes began to grow heavy, she knew she should get up and put a nappy on, but she was so comfortable lying next to Kevin, wrapped up so safely in his strong arms.
Kevin looked down at Jessica, her head resting on his chest. Her breathing had become heavy, and as a sliver of drool ran down her chin, to pool on his chest, he knew she was asleep. Kevin’s penis began to grow hard when he realised she did not have a nappy on, and that if he lay awake for long enough he would be sure to catch her wetting. Kevin’s hand had instinctively moved down to touch his erection, but as horny as he felt he stopped himself from masturbating, he knew if he were to ejaculate he would be more likely to fall asleep, and miss his chance to feel his girlfriend wet against him.
Being careful not to wake Jessica Kevin gently moved so that they were in the spooning position, his penis pressed against her bottom. He knew that when she wet in this position her urine would pool around them both, and, filled with anticipation and too excited to sleep he lay quietly, waiting for what he knew could happen at any time now Jessica was asleep.
Kevin had been lying awake for over an hour, and he was beginning to appreciate how hard it must have been for Jessica to keep herself awake all night on so many occasions. Whenever he let his mind wander Kevin’s eyes would start to droop, and he had almost nodded off several times.
His eyes flicked open as Kevin felt a warm trickle of liquid tickle his thigh, and his penis stirred as he realised Jessica was wetting. He pulled Jessica’s naked form against him as her urine spread around them, the waterproof sheet prevented it from being absorbed into the mattress and so it was forming a puddle as Jessica peed at a faster rate than the thin cotton sheet could soak up the urine. Kevin wrapped an arm around Jessica, moving it down to her crotch, and into the stream of her urine. Kevin’s penis was fully erect now, and he wished Jessica were facing the other way so that he might feel her pee directly onto it. However, he knew if he tried to turn her he would risk waking her, and also that she may not continue peeing for much longer, she had surely been peeing for a full minute already? Kevin shifted his weight and rolled slightly so that his penis rested in the puddle of Jessica’s urine, and he felt the last trickle of urine pool beneath it before Jessica stopped peeing.
Kevin moved his hand, glistening with Jessica’s urine, to his penis. He began to masturbate, but paused when he felt Jessica move away from him, after a few seconds she sat up, and Kevin could hear she was sobbing gently.
“Jess? You okay?” he asked.
Jessica didn’t say anything for a few seconds, Kevin was about to break the silence when she whispered, between sobs, “I’m so sorry.”
“What for?” Kevin asked, “You haven’t done anything.”
“I fell asleep without a nappy on, I’ve wet our new bed, and on our first night. I’m sorry.”
Kevin put his arm around Jessica and pulled her close to him, “Shhh, it’s okay. I know you have, but don’t be sorry about it. I like it, you know I do. I,” Kevin paused, unsure about whether he should admit to Jessica he had been lying awake just waiting for her to wet. He knew if they were to live together they needed to be honest with each other, so he inhaled deeply and continued, “I knew you didn’t have a nappy on, and, and I knew you’d wet the bed, so I’ve been lying here and I was waiting for you to wet. And then you just did, honestly Jess, don’t be sorry, I am so incredibly turned on right now.”
“What, really?” Jessica asked, feeling a little confused.
“Really,” Kevin said, tracing his fingers over her shoulders and down over her stomach, moving his hands down to her thigh and gently up to her wet vulva, he began to finger her softly, and Jessica groaned with pleasure, sliding down under the covers and taking Kevin’s penis in her hands.
The pair lay together, both breathing heavily having enjoyed the best sex either had ever experienced. Kevin turned to Jessica, “Did you enjoy that then?”
Jessica smiled, “You know I did!”
“So,” Kevin paused, “Does that mean you might want to sleep without a nappy on for me sometimes.”
Jessica lay thinking for several minutes before replying, “Maybe occasionally, but,” she stopped mid-sentence, “promise you won’t find this weird?”
“I couldn’t ever find anything you did weird,” Kevin told Jessica.
“That was amazing, that was the best sex we’ve ever had, but,” Jessica paused again before continuing, “I’m sort of starting to enjoy wearing the nappies. They make me feel safe, and secure, and,”
“And what?” Kevin asked when Jessica didn’t continue her sentence.
“And, sort of babyish. And, and I kind of like it.”
“Really?” Kevin asked, the shock in his voice hard to conceal.
“I knew you’d find it weird,” Jessica said, “Forget I said anything. Maybe it would be better for me not to wear the nappies, they’re weird.”
“No,” Kevin said, “No, I don’t find it weird at all. I like the nappies too, and you look adorable in them! Like my very own little baby girl.”
Jessica giggled, “If I’m your baby girl, does that make you my Daddy?”
Kevin grinned, “It sure does. And right now Daddy thinks his baby girl needs a bubble bath! You lie here like a good baby whilst daddy goes and runs it for you!”
When Jessica awoke the next day it was past noon, her middle-of-the-night antics with Kevin had tired her out and she had slept much later than usual. She rolled over in bed to face Kevin, but was met with an empty space, he had obviously already gotten up. Jessica rose out of bed, after bathing her Kevin had put her into a fresh nappy, which was now just slightly wet. The nappy was warm and comfortable, and Jessica did not want to remove it just yet. She wrapped herself in her fluffy baby-pink dressing gown and padded into the kitchen. She expected Kevin to be in there, but he wasn’t. She filled the kettle with water, flicking it on, and checked the living room, but Kevin wasn’t there either, where was he?
Jessica went back into the kitchen, and made herself some buttery toast to go with her tea. She took her breakfast into the living room, flipping on the TV. Jessica sat watching the trashy daytime soaps, and after a while she became aware of a pressure building up in her bladder. She was about to get up to use the toilet, when Jessica realised she still had her nappy on, and that it was not very wet at all. Jessica realised she could just wet right here, on the sofa, without even having to get up, and nobody would ever have to know. Jessica tried to pee, but she couldn’t relax enough to let go. She knew she could pee on the sofa with the nappy on, but there was still a part of her that felt she ought to use the toilet. Jessica shifted, sitting in a more upright position, took a deep breath, relaxed and tried to start the flow again. This time she felt a small trickle of urine escape, and quickly it was absorbed by the nappy.
Jessica slowly let the urine trickle into the nappy, and after a few seconds she let go completely, feeling the stream of urine rush into the nappy, pooling and bubbling around her bottom before being absorbed by the thick nappy. The area around Jessica’s crotch grew warm, but as Jessica felt the back of her dressing gown she knew the nappy was not leaking. She began to feel rather turned on by the feeling of the wet nappy, and she began to rub and squeeze the front of her sodden nappy. Jessica moved her hand inside her nappy, and it didn’t take her long to achieve an orgasm.
Jessica lay panting on the sofa for a few minutes, before she got up, her now sodden nappy sagging between her legs. Making her way to the hallway Jessica was about to take a shower when she heard the front door open, Kevin had returned.
“Hey baby!” he smiled, placing several shopping bags onto the floor, “I see you finally woke up!”
Jessica giggled, “Where’ve you been?” she asked.
“I just went to do some shopping, get us some more food and stuff. And I got you something special to.”
“Ooh, what?” Jessica asked excitedly, moving towards the shopping bags.
Kevin stepped in front of her, “Aah, I’ll show you later. For now you just have to wait, and appreciate how lucky you are to have a lovely boyfriend who does all of the shopping and even buys you little presents!”
Jessica put her arms around Kevin, “I know, I’m so lucky to have you, I love you!”
“And I love you to,” Kevin squeezed Jessica, holding her close to him as they both silently appreciated just how lucky they were to have found each other.
Jessica snuggled up to Kevin, the two curled up on the sofa watching day time TV. Kevin’s hand moved down to Jessica’s waist, and then to her bottom, he stroked her gently, and stopped.
“Hey, have you still got your nappy on?” Kevin asked.
Jessica blushed, she had been about to change out of it when Kevin had gotten home, and now, an hour later, it had completely slipped her mind. The nappy felt so comfortable, left her feeling so safe and secure, that she hadn’t even noticed she was still wearing it.
Kevin shook his head, “Silly Daddy forgot to change it when he got home, didn’t he. Here, come with me.” Kevin lead Jessica into the bedroom. “Lie down on the bed, baby girl.”
Jessica lay on the bed as Kevin directed, she wasn’t sure exactly where this role-play was going, but she was enjoying it.
Kevin leant over Jessica, and he gently stripped her of her clothes so that all she wore was the very wet nappy. He traced a finger over her stomach, stroking the waistband of the nappy. “Dear me, baby’s very wet, isn’t she. You lie there like a good baby, no getting off the bed now, daddy just needs to get baby her surprise.”
Kevin left the room, and Jessica lay relaxed on the bed, smiling to herself. She loved having Kevin treat her like his baby, calling her his baby girl.
“I hope baby’s been good whilst I was gone?” Kevin returned after more than five minutes, Jessica had been beginning to wonder what he was doing, but he’d said to wait on the bed and she wouldn’t want to disobey her daddy.
“Yeth Daddy,” Jessica said, putting on a babyish voice, and even a slight lisp.
Kevin went over to the chest of drawers in the bedroom, and took out a clean nappy and a back of baby wipes from the bottom drawer. He had a plastic carrier bag in his hand, from which he took out a bottle of baby powder. He had more things in the bag, and Jessica was intrigued to see what they were, but he placed the bag down beside the bed without taking them out.
“Time for Daddy to change baby,” Kevin smiled, leaning over Jessica. He untaped her wet nappy, rolling it into a ball. He took a baby wipe, and gently wiped Jessica clean. Jessica shut her eyes, a huge smile on her face. She loved being cared for like this, by Kevin. She loved it when he took care of her nappies, and thus her bedwetting. It made her feel like it didn’t matter, like it wasn’t a problem, like she didn’t have to be ashamed of it. When Kevin put her into a nappy, or helped her out of a wet one, it felt to Jessica that he was taking charge of them, and that therefore for as long as he was happy to do so she needn’t wish her bedwetting would go away. For the first time in her life Jessica was actually beginning to like that she was a bedwetter.
Kevin applied a liberal amount of baby powder to Jessica’s bottom, and she lifted her bottom slightly to allow him to slide the clean nappy under her. He taped it up securely, and smiled. “There now, time for Baby to get dressed.” Kevin went back over to the drawers, and rooted around for Jessica’s yellow pyjamas with Piglet on them. “Sit up baby,” Jessica did as Kevin said, “Arms up!” Jessica lifted her arms and Kevin pulled the pyjama top over her head. He helped her into the pyjama bottoms, stepped back and smiled.
“I got you some presents,” Kevin smiled, and rooted around in the carrier bag. He pulled out a package of hair bands, and selected two pink ones, “Would baby like daddy to do her hair.”
Jessica nodded her head, “Yes please Daddy!”
“I bet baby would like pigtails, wouldn’t she?”
“Me loves pigtails!” Jessica grinned, sitting up and moving closer to Kevin to allow him to style her hair into two babyish pigtails. “What else you gots in the bag, daddy?”
“You have to wait and see. Are you thirsty sweetheart?”
Jessica nodded, her eyes widening as Kevin pulled a bottle full of warm milk from the bag, “Good job daddy just prepared you a bottle then.” Kevin sat on the bed, and pulled Jessica into his lap. Jessica began to tremble slightly with anticipation, she hadn’t drunk from a baby’s bottle since she herself was a baby, but now she could think of nothing she would want to drink from more. Kevin placed the teat into Jessica’s mouth, and at first it felt strange and alien to her, she started to suck and the warm milk filled her mouth. It took Jessica a few seconds to get into a rhythm, but it wasn’t long before drinking from the bottle felt like the most natural thing in the world. Jessica leant her head against Kevin, sucking greedily on the bottle. Kevin smiled down at her, enjoying playing the role of daddy every bit as much as Jessica enjoyed the role of baby. Jessica’s eyes began to close as she relaxed, and without really thinking about it Jessica began to wet her nappy.
Jessica had drunk a lot of tea before Kevin had returned home, and she peed for well over a minute, feeling the warmth spread all around crotch and bottom before it was absorbed by the thick nappy. Kevin, who was just wearing shorts, felt Jessica’s nappy grow warm against his bare leg. “Does baby need a change already?”
Jessica blushed as she realised what she’d done, she’d just wet, fully awake, in front of Kevin. She’d been so relaxed she’d hardly thought about what she was doing.
“I hope baby’s not getting bashful? Daddy knows you’re just a little baby, you can’t help it when you wet your nappy. Daddy will just have to change you again! Finish up your milk.”
Kevin took the empty bottle from Jessica’s lips, “Baby likes her bottle, doesn’t she? Well, Daddy’s got you another present.” Kevin pulled something out of the carrier bag, and ripped the packaging open. Jessica couldn’t see what it was, “Shut your eyes.”
Jessica obeyed, wondering what Kevin had for her. She felt the teat of the bottle against her lips again, and allowed them to close around it. She started to suck, but no milk came out, Jessica felt a plastic shield curve around her lips, and she realised she was sucking a dummy. It felt slightly strange to her that she would be sucking a dummy at eighteen years old, but yet it somehow felt so right as well. Jessica lay back on the bed, sucking her dummy, and smiling contentedly up at Kevin, her Daddy, felt glad for the first time in her life that, like a real baby, she was a bedwetter.
