On The Road Again - Chapter 42

It didn’t take all that long for Jill to start regretting her decision to wet her diaper. She knew she would have been able to stay dry for longer, but in the effort to prove a point, she put herself in an uncomfortable position with a wet diaper on for the rest of the drive home. Her mother was determined to get home as soon as possible, which unfortunately only meant one stop for her to use the bathroom.

When Carmen slowed the car to a stop at a 24-hour gas station, she turned to Jill and said the first words either of them had uttered for hours.

“Are you coming in to take off that disgusting thing?” Carmen spat, and Jill heavily considered it. The padding was cold, and her skin felt clammy, not to mention the uncomfortable rubbing feeling whenever she adjusted in her seat.

Carmen could see the consideration and got out of the car. “Take it off and use the toilet like a normal person. And be discreet; I don’t want anyone seeing that my adult daughter is wearing a wet diaper.”

Jill exhaled, exhausted. It was another 2 hours to home; she would probably need to relieve herself again at some point during that time. But she remained stubborn, crossed her arms, and indicated to Carmen that she was determined to stay in the car.

Carmen rolled her eyes. “Jill, let’s cut the act, okay? You had your little tantrum, and now it’s time to return to reality. Go inside, take off the diaper, and let’s go!”

Jill didn’t look back; she just stared out the window blankly.

“This is your final chance. Take off that diaper now,” Carmen whispered sternly, careful of her surroundings.

“Do you have a change?” Jill finally asked.

“You have underwear in your bag.”

“I can’t wear underwear; I’ll just get them wet,” Jill replied calmly.

“Don’t be ridiculous. We’re two hours from home. Take off that stupid thing, use the toilet inside and put on some panties, for christ’s sake. You’re not going to wet yourself in the next two hours.”

“You sound so sure,” Jill continued to act calm and innocent.

“Because I am sure! My daughter can hold her pee for two hours, especially if you go inside and use the toilet now,” Carmen was at her wit’s end. “Are you coming or not?”

Jill reached for the handle and stepped out of the car.

“Thank you, was that so hard?” Carmen asked.

“Well, if you’re certain I can hold it, I’ll take it off. It’s your car, after all….” Jill couldn’t help but crack a sly smile that she quickly had to conceal. A plan was formulating in her head.

Carmen began to catch on. “On no, no no no no. Don’t be doing that.”

“Doing what, mother?” Jill asked with fake politeness.

“Don’t think you’re going to take off that thing and just pee in my car!”

“You said you were sure I wouldn’t wet myself in the next two hours?” Jill asked.

“Yes, accidentally. I said you could hold it for two hours. But if you’re just going to piss in my seat purposely, I’d rather you just stay in that thing.”

“I won’t piss in your seat on purpose,” Jill assured Carmen.

“Really? I’m starting to seriously doubt that,” Carmen raised an eyebrow.

“I promise,” Jill approached her mother and looked her dead in the eyes. “I’ll hold it for as long as I can.”

“You better. Now grab some panties and come on; I want a night of halfway decent sleep when we get home.”

Jill entered the back seat and reached into her bag for a pair of panties. Then, she paused for a minute before letting her smile take over her face. She would stick to her word…but her mom might not like the result.

Jill shoved the panties in her pocket and waddled into the gas station, the bulk of her diaper squishing between her legs. When she got inside, she glanced around to get a sense of where she needed to go, and her mother was waiting by the bathroom.

“You go in first; I might be a minute inside. Take that thing off, and I better hear you pee!” Carmen said. Jill just nodded and entered the bathroom. She didn’t need to pee that much, but she knew her mom would have her ear to the door to ensure she heard something. So Jill dropped her pants, tore the tabs off the diaper and carefully removed it. The cool air of the bathroom struck Jill’s wet skin, and she exhaled pleasurably. As fun as wearing diapers was, taking them off was so satisfying.

Jill tossed the diaper in the garbage and wiped herself down before planting her bare bottom on the toilet and letting a small trickle of pee hit the water. She stopped herself before she completely voided her bladder but released enough to appease her mother. Then, she cleaned herself off, stepped into her panties, pulled her pants up and washed her hands.

Carmen was practically leaning against the door when Jill exited the toilet. “Good. Now go wait in the car while I pass this bowel movement,” Carmen said bluntly.

“Mom! Gross!” Jill replied.

“Oh, you peed in a diaper but I’m the gross one. That’s rich,” Carmen replied and closed herself in the bathroom. Jill smiled, happy with her extra time, and rushed to the counter. The teller was clearly on the verge of falling asleep, but Jill’s determined energy woke him in short order.

“Hello. One big gulp, please, no ice!” she asked.

“What drink you want?” they asked.

“Iced tea? Something easy to drink. Nothing carbonated,” Jill replied. The teller raised an eyebrow but grabbed the cup and began to fill it. Jill couldn’t help but make casual glances to the bathroom door periodically, but she remained in the clear.

“Here you go, miss. That’ll be $2.50,” The teller said.

“Just wait one second, please,” Jill grabbed the drink and started sucking through the straw with fierce determination. The teller’s eyes widened as he watched Jill suck back an entire big gulp without taking a breath. When the straw sound indicated the drink was empty, Jill handed the cup back and caught her breath.

“Another one, please!” She asked. The teller chucked, confused.

“Someone was thirsty!” they said as they filled the second drink. Jill looked back to the bathroom; still nothing, but her time must have been running out.

“Here you go. That’s $5 then,” the teller said, handing the drink refilled drink back to Jill.

“On credit, please,” Jill said, quickly grabbing and sucking back at the drink. Jill used her phone to pay while furiously sucking back at the second drink. It was getting harder and harder to swallow as her tummy filled with liquid, but when she finally finished, she saw her Mom open the bathroom door.

Jill frantically threw the cup towards the teller and whispered ‘sorry’ before rushing to the car. When Carmen casually emerged from the bathroom, Jill was already in the car.

Her heart was racing as Carmen approached the car, sure that her mom had seen her rush to the car.

“Well, let’s get on then,” Carmen said as she got into the driver’s seat.

“Sure,” Jill replied, but as her mouth opened to speak, a colossal burp slipped out. Jill covered her mouth and started to panic, and Carmen shot her a disgusted look.

“Cover your mouth next time,” Carmen scolded, then put the keys in the ignition and pulled out of the gas station. Jill’s panic faded, and she shifted her focus to her bloated tummy. She felt somewhat sick after all the liquid she had just downed, and her belly was seriously inflated, but she smiled proudly, knowing that it would all be worth it in short order.

She’d hold her pee as her mother asked, but with how much she just drank, there was no way she would get home without another accident. Jill got giddy at the thought and looked over at her stern mother’s face.

‘Hope you know a good car clearer,’ Jill thought, then looked out the window, eagerly awaiting the coming discomfort from her bladder.