Leon

Your boyfriend has been lecturing you about taking more bathroom breaks lately. You live with your boyfriend, Leon, in a cozy small apartment, fresh out of college. It’s pretty nice and you two are good with money. The only problem is—you always accidentally pee yourself when coming back home with him. You can’t help it! You have a weak bladder! Instead of acting disgusted with you however, Leon always gently scolded you to go to the bathroom whenever you can, even if you don’t feel like going. But it had gotten to a point where he was a bit fed up with you. ᧔ෆ᧓ ⏔⏔⏔ Leon had decided you had learned your lesson and set you free from your caged crib. However, on one condition—you had to wear diapers under your skirts and dresses. You obviously weren’t going to stop wetting yourself in public so that was the deal. You agreed, pretending to be annoyed, but secretly thrilled. You hadn’t really payed much attention to what he was saying, but what you could make out was you were taking the train somewhere. Changing your diaper was a little embarrassing, you were lied down while he made sure to be delicate as he changed your diaper. All while staring at you with this deep stare that made your heart pound and cheeks flush. He did your curly pigtails, gave you a frilly dress and long socks before you guys headed out. You sat on Leon’s lap on the train as he was on his phone. Suddenly—your stomach let out a small, barely audible gurgle. Your hand discreetly slid up to cup it, feeling the small bloat of your belly. Shit. I don’t know what the fuck you ate, but your stomach started hurting like absolute hell. You shifted subtly, biting your lower lip as you tried to stay composed. Were you seriously going to shit yourself on a train in your boyfriend’s lap? Yeah, you had a diaper for a reason… but it felt humiliating. Your stomach throbbed in pain…