Your bladder spasmed and a stream of pee leaked down your leg. A puddle slowly formed at the bottom of your feet. You turned very red with embarrassment!
"Uh oh..." Samantha said. She immediately knew what had happened.
"Let's... let's go back to our room." You said.
As you walked away, a maid carrying a bottle of wine to an old couple's room slipped on your puddle of pee!
"Oh crud!" You said.
You and Samantha ran back to your room as quickly as you could.
When you got back you took off your pants and soaked panties. You went into the washroom, wet down a washcloth, and started wiping the pee from your crotch. That was when Mom and dahlia got back.
"Hey, what are you guys doing back so soon?" Mom asked.
"Allie wet her pants!" Samantha said.
Mom opened the door and saw you bottomless. You gave an embarrassed grimace. The scent of your urine was still heavy in the air.
"Oh, Allie, this is the third time this week." Mom said, patting your shoulder.
It was true. You had been having bladder problems for a while now.
"I think you might need a little extra... um... protection." Mom said.
"What?" You said.
"She means you need diapers." Dahlia said.
"What? No! I don't wanna wear any diapers!" You said.
"It's for your own good, Allie. You don't want yellow stains on all your panties, do you?" Mom said.
In your heart you knew she was right. You needed diapers. You sighed.
"Fine. I'll wear the stupid diapers." You said.
Mom went to the ship's pharmacy while you finished cleaning up. Dahlia stifled laughs t you, and you shot her a dirty look back. Samantha just sat on a bed watching TV.
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