Leakage during class

Olivia was teaching her next class giving them her lecture. She sat down for one moment while the class did a writing activity. When Olivia looked down at her pants, she looked absolutely horrified. She could see a small wet patch forming. It wasn’t visible from far away, she could see the discoloring on her pants.

She dared to lift the waistband of her pants to peer inside of it and gasped as the whole thing was yellow and wet. The inside of her pants were distinctly wet. She had taken her new medication earlier that morning, and it seemed like it was wearing off now. The problem was that she hadn’t gone to the bathroom in between her class, so now she was absolutely soaked.

Olivia looked up and saw her students writing or typing. None of them noticed her situation. Olivia looked at the clock. She still had 4 more minutes. She decided she would just do the rest of the class from her desk. “Alright, class. I’ll let you go early. Enjoy your day.”

The class filed out one by one until there was one girl who approached her desk. “Excuse me, Professor Clark,” the girl said. “Can I talk to you?”

Olivia nodded though she was squirming internally, desperately wanting to change. “Sure. Wendy, right?” Olivia said.

The girl nodded and said. “You might want to um… change your pad or tampon. I didn’t want to call you out and embarrass you, but w-when you turned around, there looked like there was a bit of a stain in the back.”

Olivia’s eyes widened. She hadn’t thought about what the back of her pants might look like. She blushed as she realized what the girl was saying, especially since Olivia took birth control pills so she never got her period. “Thank you, Wendy,” Olivia said. “I appreciate you letting me know.”

Wendy nodded. “I’ll see you tomorrow, professor,” Wendy said as she gathered her books.

Olivia sunk into her chair as her class left. She was done with classes for the day, but was absolutely embarrassed that she had been teaching with a wet spot on the back of her pants. How long had they been like that? Were they there from the other class? Olivia stood up and looked behind, assessing the damage. She gasped as she saw her entire butt was soaking wet. Olivia looked down at her chair and saw it was also wet. “No. Oh God no,” Olivia cried as she quickly gathered some napkins from her bag and tried to clean the chair.

As she cleaned up she felt more pee enter her pull up diaper. This time she knew exactly what she was doing but found herself helpless to stop the flow as a puddle formed where she was. Olivia looked horrified as she stood up and tried to do damage control. “Ahem.”

Olivia quickly turned around to see Jane standing in the doorway. “J-jane,” Olivia said. “I don’t know w-what happened. It’s getting worse!”

Jane sighed. “It might be the effect of the medication. While it helps your muscles a little bit, it can sometimes have the sort of reverse side effect by not making the muscles work at all. Meaning anything in your system will just come out.”

Olivia whimpered. “What do I do? I can’t be wetting my pants in class!”

Jane nodded as she said. “I do have a solution. They will work. They will stop all leakage and help you avoid wetting your pants,” Jane said. “But… you might not like them…”

Olivia said. “I’ll do anything, please. Just get me something to wear.”

Jane nodded and stepped out of the room for a moment and then came back holding a blue package. Jane placed it on the desk and Olivia immediately saw the label. Her jaw dropped. “You said you’ll do anything,” Jane said. “This is the only solution. If you don’t want to risk wetting your pants in the middle of class, this is the only thing that will guarantee you don’t leak or do anything like that.”

Olivia stared at the package of adult diapers. They weren’t pull ups. They weren’t discreet underwear. They were diapers. There was no way to spin it or confuse it. They had tapes, they were disposable, they had extra padding and designs on them, and they crinkled as Jane pulled one out. She laid the diaper out on the ground and crinkled every moment she took to flatten it.

Olivia had **** as Jane patted the floor, indicating Olivia to lay down on her back. She had ****. Olivia laid down on the floor, allowing Jane to pull her pants and pull up diaper off. She sat down on the open diaper and watched as Jane wiped her crotch clean.

Olivia gazed as Jane sprinkled baby powder on her crotch. She watched as Jane pulled the bulky diaper between her legs, securing it tightly around her. “Oh God,” Olivia cried as she saw the bulky white diaper in between her legs.

“Now you best get home,” Jane said. “Go get some new pants or a skirt. You can’t wear these.”

Jane disposed of Olivia’s pants and pull up diaper. Olivia looked horrified. “I can’t… run across campus in this.”

Olivia looked at Jane for help. Certainly she wasn’t expecting her to run across campus to her car in a diaper…