On The Road Again - Chapter 24

“Make sure to tell me when you guys are ready! I wanna see!” Kennedy called out from her dressing room.

“I don’t think I’m gonna fit in this,” Isla called out, continuing her defence narrative for if Kennedy does demand to see her in that tight dress. Despite not wanting to risk her diapered butt being seen by Kennedy, Isla was now excited to get the dress on, so she had naughty photos to send to Jill.

On the other hand, Jill was not excited to put the romper on. As she unbuttoned her tight pants, the sudden relief of pressure rushed over her, and before she knew it, she was leaking again. She quickly clenched, pulled down her jeans with one hand and darted her other hand between her legs. The warm piss soaked through her panties, and she felt her hand begin to fill with a small puddle of pee. Jill froze, unsure what to do and with her pants around her ankles. When the solution became clear to her, she cringed, then did what she had to do. With the pool of piss cupped tightly, she pulled her hand slowly forward and upwards, allowing the upper dry material of her panties to be saturated with pee.

When the puddle felt like it was mostly gone, Jill pulled her hand away and examined the damage. Her panties were now soaked from the bottom to the front all the way up to the waistband. She wiped the remaining pee residue off her hand and grabbed the romper.

‘Fuck,’ she thought. ‘I can’t put that on with my panties soaked like that.’

“Hey, let’s see!” Suddenly, Kennedy grabbed the curtain of Jill’s change room and pulled it open. Jill twisted rapidly and pressed the romper against her lower body.

“Dumbass! I’m not ready!” Jill yelped. Kennedy quickly pulled the curtain back until just her head was poking through.

“Sorry! I didn’t think it would take you this long to put on a romper,” Kennedy replied with a snarky tone.

“Don’t be barging in like that!” Jill snapped, then quickly thought. “To Isla or me!”

“Yeah yeah, whatever. It’s not anything I haven’t seen before, you know.”

“Not the point; other people can see!” Jill continued, the air around her wet panties starting to feel cold.

“There’s like, no one here.”

“Doesn’t matter, Ken!” Jill walked to the curtain and pulled it to cover her face. Kennedy backed off, rolled her eyes, and then looked over to Isla’s curtain.

“How are you doing, Isla?” Kennedy asked.

“Fine! Don’t come in, please!” Isla said in a panic. She had finally managed to fit the form-fitting dress over her body. Or, more appropriately, over her diaper. The dress otherwise fit her perfectly; Isla was impressed with how well it accentuated her breasts and curves. Unfortunately, the thick and bulky adult diaper was also accentuated, even more so than Isla thought it would. The dress was as tight as it was short, and so as the material around the bottom stretched to fit around her padding, it also lifted up to reveal the bottom of Isla’s diaper. It was quite a sight to behold, and Isla blushed as she chuckled and picked up her phone. Isla did a variety of poses and took a bunch of pictures; all meant to show just how poor the diaper was hidden under the skirt. Isla reviewed them, smiling, before sending them off to Jill.

Back in Jill’s change room, once Kennedy left, she realized she had no other choice but to take off her soaked panties and put on the romper comando. She peeled the wet cloth from her crotch and hung it on a hook on the wall before taking off her top and hanging that with it. With a deep breath, she spread her legs and put them into the romper one at a time. Once they were through, she quickly re-clenched her thighs together, took a breath and pulled the rest of it over her chest. After taking one moment to admire herself in the mirror, she stepped out of the change room to show Kennedy.

“This is it,” She said bluntly.

“Ooooooh, I like it! Do you like it?” Kennedy asked.

“It’s alright.”

“Do a spin!” Kennedy encouraged. Isla poked her head out from behind the curtain to see.

“Woooow! You look so cute!” Isla encouraged with a devilish smile.

Jill spun around as quickly as she could. “Can I get out of this now?” She asked.

“You’re not gonna buy it?” Kennedy asked, offended.

“No,” Jill replied, then quickly retreated to back behind her curtain. As fast as she could, she pulled off the romper, but the speed was her enemy. As she tried to pull her last leg out, she stumbled slightly and fell into the wall behind her. The fall was only about a foot, and her back took the full impact, but it was enough to release her hold for only a moment. Jill yelped quietly before throwing her hand over her mouth. Outside, Kennedy and Isla took notice.

“Jill? You Okay?” Kennedy asked.

“Fine! Just can’t take off clothes….” Jill managed to say, pulling her hand away from her face. As she did, she realized it was the same hand she used to cup her pee, which just made her want to scream more. Once that urge passed, she looked down at the floor. Splattered wetness was dashed along the floor beneath her, where a spurt of pee came blasting out. Thankful, after a quick examination, Jill found that the romper was dry. Jill sighed, then began dressing herself in her own clothes again.

While spurts of release were nice, they weren't wanting to stop and only made Jill feel more desperate. She was eager to get back into her jeans and get away from Kennedy with Isla. She pulled her top back over herself and grabbed her now cold and wet panties. Jill cringed as she pulled them back over her crotch, then reached for her jeans. As she did, she noticed the messages from Isla on her phone. She opened them and clicked through, biting her lip in excitement. She started typing.

Jill: You should buy it! ;)

After a few moments, Isla replied.

Isla: Aha, maybe… but for now, I need to not like it as an excuse.

Jill: Fair. Let’s get out of here. I may have…

Jill aimed her phone camera at her crotch and snapped a picture of her wet panties before aiming it at the floor to show the accidental puddle.

Isla: OMG!! Yes. Let’s go. Wouldn’t want Mommy having an accident ;)

Jill smiled, then closed her phone. Outside, she heard Isla step out of her change room and talk to Kennedy.

“Yeah, it’s too small. My tits were falling out of it,” Isla told her.

“What!? That’s the whole point!” Kennedy laughed.

“Yeah yeah, next time.”

Jill put her jeans on, the button at the top putting unwanted additional pressure on her already screaming bladder. Finally, she stepped out of the room.

“This is cute, but I left my wallet back at the hotel. I think I’m gonna go get it,” Jill fibbed.

“I can hold that if you like?” The sales associate appeared to ask.

“Sure.”

“I’ll come with you, Jill. Kennedy, why don’t you get a head start? You care more about shopping than we do. We’ll catch up?” Isla asked. Kennedy rolled her eyes.

“I can’t believe how attached at the hip you two have gotten in such a short time. Fine, text me when you’re on the way back; I’ll let you know where I’m at,” Kennedy replied.

“Great, bye!” Jill linked arms with Isla, tossed the romper at the sales associate, and hauled Isla off out of the store with speed. Isla’s short legs basically had to run with how fast Jill was walking, and as they exited the store, Jill groaned.

“What’s wrong, Mommy?” Isla teased.

“Come on, we have to hurry,” Jill said, gasping as she held her breath.

“Do you have to pee?” Isla continued.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuck…” Jill whispered. The hotel was only 30 seconds away.

“You know what I love? Waterfalls. Streams. Just the sound of rushing water….”

“Oh my god, please stop–.” Suddenly, Jill froze. Isla looked down at Jill’s crotch, expecting a flood.

Jill sprung into gear and started running, leaving Isla in the dust. Isla ran to catch up, watching Jill’s butt as she did. Jill arrived at the hotel, burst through the doors and ran to the elevator. She pushed the button and waited. Isla caught up just as the elevator dinged, indicating its arrival. Jill jumped in and pressed their floor number. Isla followed.

“Wow, you actually made it! I thought for sure you would–” Isla started saying before Jill yelped.

“Oh fuck!!”