Diapered Girlfriend

Your sweet girlfriend Elizabeth came home late last night. She went out drinking with some friends at work, and didn’t let you know she wouldn’t be home until late in the night. You stayed up worried all night until she came home at two in the morning, loaded drunk, and completely out of it. One of her kind co workers made sure she got home safe, and gave you Elizabeths purse, containing her phone, which she had nearly lost.

Elizabeth stumbles into your bedroom, and collapses onto the mattress. She falls fast asleep in the middle of the bed the two of you share, as you thank her co worker profusely at the door. When you enter the room, she is snoring quietly, sprawled out face down on the bed sheets, still wearing her clothes from work. As you look at her, glad she is safe, while also disappointed that she didn’t check in with you, you notice a dark patch growing out from the crotch of her pants. It continues to grow, and spreads down onto the bedsheets, as you hear a trickling noise, and realize she is peeing in her sleep. She soaks her pants completely, and drenches the bedsheets, before the stream comes to stop. Her pants glisten, wicked with golden fluid, and she squirms lightly, snoring on as she sleeps peacefully.

You try to wake Elizabeth, but she is deep in her slumber. You decide enough is enough. While she sleeps in her own accident, you leave the apartment, and go to the 24/7 convenience store on the corner nearby. You buy a pack of pullups, baby wipes, and anything else you deem fit. You return home, and find Elizabeth still fast asleep. You gently roll her over onto her back, and begin to remove her wet pants, and as you pull the now cold legs down around her ankles, her green eyes flutter open, and she looks up at you, bleary eyed and half awake.

“Hey babe, hmph.” She moans, rubbing her eyes clumsily with the palm of her hand. “What-What’re you.. doing?” She asks, looking up at you as you undress her.