[Incontinence Fiction] Out Of Control -- (Author) DiaperedDiscreetly

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Author: DiaperedDiscreetly
Timestamp: Mar 23, 2020 at 1:05 AM
Content: ~ Prologue ~

“Alex?”
“Yea?”
“Um, so there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you.”
“M’kay. Ya gonna tell me?”
“Uh... yeah.”

It has been our third date, and I have still not mentioned my problem. I have to tell him now, or else he finds out and it gets awkward.

I shift in my seat, the padding rubbing cross my thighs.

“Um...”
“Yes?”

How do I tell him? I seemed more confident rehearing in front of my mirror.

“Well, uh... um... so...”
“Cat got your toungue?”
“Umm... yeah, I guess...”
“Well, ya might wanna throw the cat out, because it’s getting a bit awkward.”
“Hehe, yep.”

Geez! Just tell him already!

“So, I —“
“Like me?”
“No! Wait I mean, yes. That’s not what I meant!”

We laugh. He sure is a hardcore joker.

“Um, this food is really great.”
“Okay. So you’ve been meaning to tell me that the food is good? Okay, yeah sure.”
“Is there something wrong with that?”
“No! No, no. It just seems like there is something else you want to tell me.”
“Yeah...”
“Mhm...”
“Yeah...”

Some awkward silence right now. Come on, just build your courage and tell him already!

“A moment of silence for the lost brothers of Nigeria.” He cracks.
“Shut up!” I playfully exclaim.

We both laugh. Maybe I will tell him next time. No. I need to tell him now.

“So, I have this problem...”
“Oh no! You smoke?”
“No! Geez. Let me talk, alright? You crack a joke like every two seconds.”
“Okay, okay. Chill out.”
“Anyway, I have this thing called incontinence.”
“Incalledtilence? What?”
“It’s pronounced, in-con-ti-nen-ce. Incontinence.”
“Ok. What’s that?”
“Not having voluntary control over urinating and/or defecation.”
“So... ya poop in your pants?”

We laugh.

“No! I just have no control over peeing. Geez.”
“So, you pee your pants?”
“No, I wear protection.”
“So, a diaper?”
“I mean, I call it protection. Don’t say it like I’m a baby. Please?”
“You’ll always be my baby.”

He smiles.

“You are actually making me lose brain cells.” I snap back.
“Well then put it in a jar so you won’t keep losing them.”
“Well my cells aren’t like your solid marbles...”
“Woah! That was offensive...”

More silence.

“Ya wanna head over to my place to crash?” I suggest.
“Sure.”
“Cool. Ya wanna split the bill?”
“Do I have a choice?”
“No...”

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Author: DiaperedDiscreetly
Timestamp: Mar 26, 2020 at 8:06 PM
Content: Suggestions?

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Author: DiaperedDiscreetly
Timestamp: Apr 5, 2020 at 3:56 AM
Content:

TheHateful said:

You could flashback to the protags earlier experiences with IC and illustrate their emotional implications, ya know start in the middle...?

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Definitely. Great idea. Might update tomorrow or so.

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Author: DiaperedDiscreetly
Timestamp: Apr 5, 2020 at 5:02 AM
Content: Glad to hear you guys are enjoying it. Most likely an update tomorrow.

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Author: DiaperedDiscreetly
Timestamp: Apr 5, 2020 at 6:54 PM
Content: Hope you guys enjoy this chapter. It ends on a dramatic twist cliffhanger, but not going to spoil any more. Not sure if you guys like this turn, but it can be for the better. Oh well...

~ Chapter One ~

Let me give you a quick introduction about myself. My name is Sophia, but everyone calls me Sophie, or Soph. I am currently dating Alex, a cute 20 year old that is really funny and smart. I had incontinence my whole life, when there were complications. My mother had surgery in an accident, and had to give birth to me premature at 31 weeks. During the C-section, I had nerve damage, and was permanatly unable to control my bladder. Of course, no one noticed that I had any problem, because I was still not potty trained.

My best friends are Isabella (Izzie, or Iz) Chavez, and Christina Lee. They have been my best friends since kindergarden, and they help me from getting picked on for wearing diapers. I would always be there for them, whenever they need. We live together in a three bedroom apartment, and we split the bill. My room is larger, as I have to fit all of my diapers in a larger closet.

Back to the present, I woke up to the buzz of my alarm clock. Still exhausted from last night, I tried to turn it off. It refused, and kept on buzzing. Annoyed, I pulled the batteries from the clock and set them aside. I took my blanket and covered by eyes from the bright rays of sun shining through the open blinds. I smelt the wonderful aroma of pancakes and sausages.

I take off my soaked diaper from last night and toss it in my bin. I then grab the wet wipes and go clean myself before I put on a new diaper. I dash out of my room to be greeted by the breakfast. Or should I say, breakfeast?

“Mornin’, sleepyhead. What’s the big rush?” Izzie joked.
“Just smelled some good breakfast. Where’s Christina?”
“She takin’ a jog. And why are you so hyped? We have IHOP like every day.”

I take a plastic fork and dig in. I shoved a sausage and a piece of pancake into my mouth. Realizing I stuffed too much in my mouth, I took a paper plate and spat it all out.

“Ew, Soph. That’s nasty.”
“Sorry. Took too big a bite.”
“Again, what’s the rush?”
“Again, nothi—

I was cut off by the ringing on my phone. I head to my room to answer my phone. Who’s calling? Oh, it’s Alex.

“Hello?”
“Yeah, it’s me Alex. You there yet?”

Huh?

“Yo Soph, you at KiKi’s?”

Oh shit. Totally forgot about our plans to grab coffee.

“Oh yeah. I will be there in a jiffy.”
“M’kay. See ya there.”

I rush out of my room with my phone. I grab my jacket and my keys, and rush out of the front door of our apartment. Izzie follows me.

“Where you heading?”
“Forgot I was supposed to grab coffe with Alex. Sorry I couldn’t finish the food.”
“All good.”

I push the front door of the apartment complex. I then run into Christina.

“Sup, Sophie?”
“No time to talk, Christina. I need to grab coffee with Alex.”
“Wait. Who is Alex?”
“I would lecture you right now, but I have to go. See ya.”
“Geez.”

I start the car. The car engine sputters.

“Oh come on, you old piece of junk. Do something!”

The car now cooperates. I speed in reverse, before turning over to the main road, when suddenly,
BOOM!
I hit my head on the windshield. Air bags puff up. I feel pain everywhere, as my head starts spinning and everything turns black.

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Author: DiaperedDiscreetly
Timestamp: Apr 5, 2020 at 7:49 PM
Content: I changed the title of the story from My Not So Normal Life to Out Of Control. I thought it was more fitting.

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Author: DiaperedDiscreetly
Timestamp: Apr 9, 2020 at 6:08 PM
Content: Sorry I left you guys on a cliffhanger. This chapter is shorter, but it’s the best I can do, with all this online work on my hands. I try to update as soon as possible. But besides that, hope you guys enjoy!

~ Chapter Two ~

I wake up. Everything is so quiet! Huh. Am I in Heaven? I squint my eyes, as the rays of light behind the clouds are giving me a splintering headache.

“Hello?”
“Anybody there?”

I get up from the soft ground, and look around. There is a small house up ahead. There is probably someone in the house. I start running through the tall grass field to get to the house, when I see Alex. He starts walking to me, which turned into a jog, and then a sprint.

“Soph!” He whispers.
“Alex!” I yell back. It turns into a whisper.
“Soph!” He whispers back, but louder.

And then a surge of water splashes, as I come back into reality. I then hear monitors beeping. Then comes the sound of everyone in the hospital, crying, yelling, mourning.

“OH MY GOD, SOPH. YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME!” Alex exclaims.
“Is she gonna be ok?” Izzie asks.
“Oh god. Oh god.” Christina gasps.

And a bunch more replies.

I shudder. It’s so cold in here. Just because it’s summer, doesn’t mean you have to crank up the air conditioner. Then I realize that I’m not wearing my clothes. Just a hospital gown, my bra, and my diaper. My very used diaper.

“It’s... so... cold...” I manage to squeeze out.
“I can ask to turn it down, but I don’t think they are going to do anything.” The nurse replies.

I didn’t really think about anything. The bills I am going to be charged. The pain that is going through my body. My naked body that everyone is going to see. My very used diaper. I’m just happy that my friends are here for me. Like they always are. And that, is what is most important.

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Author: DiaperedDiscreetly
Timestamp: Apr 18, 2020 at 11:13 PM
Content: Sorry no update. These are complicated times.

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Author: DiaperedDiscreetly
Timestamp: May 19, 2020 at 4:56 PM
Content: I have been working on another story, but if you guys want I can update (or finish) this story.