Lilly Wet

As the pressure in her bladder grew, Lilly felt a wave of anxiety wash over her. She looked around the room frantically, hoping to find some alternative to using the diaper, but there was nothing. No toilet, no sink, just the soft padded mat and the locked door. She felt a bead of sweat trickle down her forehead as she realized she had ****.

Lilly took a deep breath and tried to relax, but it was no use. The pressure was becoming too much to bear. She felt a warmth spreading through the diaper, and then a slight gush as her bladder finally gave in. The sensation was both relieving and humiliating at the same time.