Erin tries on a diaper

Erin moved into Cathy's spare room after signing the lease. There was already some furniture there but Erin bought a new mattress and otherwise outfitted the room. It was hectic to move to a new country but went about as well as Erin could have hoped for, except for the hiccup with the diapers. In all of the rapid-fire moving and furniture buying Erin did over the next day she almost forgot about it, and had been using the toilet at her international traveler focused hotel, which had porcelain toilets for someone like her.

She'd checked out that morning though as she was now living with Cathy. She hadn't thought too far ahead, with all the hubbub of moving, but when she got back to the apartment she found six diapers tucked discreetly on her bed. This would be such a strange thing back home but Cathy was actually doing her a huge favor. There was nowhere else for Erin to go here. She really did need a diaper.

She thought of waiting until her moment of need but decided to get it over with now. She lifted her skirt and looked at her shaved twat. She was a grown-up, how could she wear a diaper? But there was really no alternative. The diapers were red, an unheard of color for Erin, since diapers back home she supposed were white, she supposed. Red made them look like panties, and they were even further styled that way with a lacy trim. They didn't look like the diaper you'd put on a baby, that was for sure, but they were very thoroughly padded inside. They definitely were diapers.

Erin shrugged and put on the diaper. She felt so ashamed to be doing this as a grown woman, but it did feel oddly good once she had it on. Much more supportive than panties, if nothing else. She walked around to get a feel for it. She was wearing a diaper. It hugged her crotch nicely but on a logical level it felt so strange and wrong.

Just then she heard voices and went out to the common room. Cathy's two female friends Gina and Aimee had arrived. Erin found herself drawn into a girl's night in, but was hardly opposed as the girls were so friendly. They made chicken salad for dinner then settled down to watch a chick flick on the couch. It was all very fun and just like back home, she loved a night in with the girls, watching a dumb movie and staying warm under a big shared blanket.

Toward the end she felt the need to pee. Erin was about to apologize and get up, but that would have meant they'd have to pause the movie, and then she realized they'd just think it was weird that the new girl got up at all. She knew by then that we all were wearing diapers. Erin thought of holding it anyway until she could go to my room and pee in my diaper in peace, but the urge was really bad. She'd had such a tall glass of water with my salad and they'd been sipping wine during the movie.

She sighed and figured she might as well get used to actually using a diaper. Erin started to pee, going slow at first, horrified that they'd hear her, but it seemed to not be making a sound. Once she let loose it all came out quickly, her urine flooding out into the red diaper. She expected it to be very gross to sit in that for the rest of the movie but she couldn't even feel the wetness. She realized they must have very absorbent diaper materials there.

The movie ended and the girls sat around talking about it and life in general. It was nice, they'd been in each other's presence for hours and no one had cut out to the bathroom. Erin realized they'd probably all used their diapers too. The girls were so pleasant and normal, joking about what buffoons their boyfriends were and whining about their bosses, but in a funny way rather than just bitching. They were exactly like girls she'd enjoy being friends with back home, even if they were wearing diapers. In fact, she was starting to suspect that was the only difference at all.

Eventually we all stood up and yawned. The girls added each other on social media with their phones and Erin was glad to have two new friends. They left and Cathy said, "Well, let's take off our diapers and go to bed alright?"

"Okay," Erin said awkwardly. She figured there was no need to sleep in one, she rarely woke up to pee in the night. They went into the bathroom, which had a tub and a sink along with a diaper station. This was Erin's new reality, it seemed. Cathy casually stepped out of her diaper and dropped it in a bin. Erin couldn't help but notice there was both gold and brown colors in there. Cathy had pooped while watching the movie?

Her new roommate was waiting so Erin stepped out of her diaper, blushing badly. It had a huge golden stain all over it, which was amazing because she hadn't felt any of it as she enjoyed the evening. Erin awkwardly dropped my diaper in the bin. Cathy pressed her bottom against a strange plastic apparatus then Erin heard some water splashing.

"Oh, this is a lady's bidet," she said, "It cleans you real nice and cleans itself right after, so we can share it."

"Oh my," Erin said, trying not to sound too shocked. Her roommate didn't leave so Cathy backed up to the bidet and it automatically sprung into action, slashing water against her anus and even lightly against her urethra. She was amazed at how clean she felt in just a few moments. The bathroom technology was surprisingly good here, even if they didn't have the key part of a bathroom back home.

"Well, everything okay?" Cathy asked. "I hope it's not too weird for you."

Erin let her skirt drop down. "No, it's all very different... but... I think I'll get used to it."

Cathy smiled. "Let me know if you need any help!"