The Next Day

Brooke was able to wear her pants home to hide her diaper from her parents as she went through dinner with them and all night. She excused herself when she needed a drink and went to her room for the bottle. In the morning it was empty but she was fully, fearing what would happen if she did anything wrong she pathetically mesaaged Monica "I have to pee..." to which she was told to hold it.

It wasnt an emergency for her, so she did as told. Dressed for the day, diaper included, and headed for school. "There'a my baby girl, let's go to the locker room." Brooke started to sweat as Monica put her arm around her and **** her into the space where it was just the two of them. She handed over the empty bottle.

"Good, while Im filling this you better lose those pants before I get back." Monica grinned as she walked to the sink as she heard the sound of Brooke's hurried pants removal. Monica made the bottle and came back chuckling.

"Here you go." She handed Brooke the bottle and then opened the door. "But-" Monica just smilled. "Have a good day!"

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Brooke sat in her first class as the teacher drowned about some theorom or another. Her leg was shaking, she was at the point of **** need now. Monica just sat there looking as she sweat. "Okay, Brooke, you're next on the list to come solve a problem." Brooke's eyes went wide.

"N-no! I mean, didn't Xander just go!?" She said, feeling a small drop of pee leak into her padding. "Yes, and then Avery weny at the beginning of class, so next in alphabetical order is Brooke. Maybe your *cough* state of dress distracted you from listening." That got a small chuckle out of the class as slowly and shakily Brooke went to the front of the class.

"You s-start with the p-parenthisis." Brooke stuttered a bit, shaking with her need. "She looks a little nervous." Someone said from the class. "Well, she's probably just filled with shame." Someone responded, getting a quiet from the teacher. "Then you-ungh-multiply these." Brooke said with a hint of pain.

"Bro, she's litterally shaking!" And it was true that Brooke was quivering in desperation now. She slammed the chalk down on the ledge of the board and then swung around to face the class. "There! Its, hng, done! Now ca-" The teacher nodded. "Well Brooke, you have to announce the answer."

"22..." She said in almost a whisper. "What was that?" Brooke gulped, slammed her hands into her croutch and shouted. "22! It's 22 yoy fuuuuoooooo!" She took one step forward but this was it, the flood gates open and with the loudest audible hiss Brooke started pissing her diaper. "Ohhh yeahhh, sweet relief!" She audibly said as the classrom stared as her diaper turned pale yellow and sagged.

An eruption if laughter as the class all made comments. "Looks like someone really needed that!" "Omg I cant belive this!" "Look at her face, she must be getting off on the diapered life!"

Brooke looked arounf paniced. "No! I hate this, I was just relieved to pee!" She shouted some students seemed to agree, and Monica hated the small amount of control Brooke got in this story so she wss going to take it away.

"Whatever, baby." She said as she once again publicly changed Brooke in front of het peers showing off her hairless state. I