The Second Day

“Wakey Wakey!” Jess sang as she shook Samantha awake. “My oh my, someone soaked their diaper again.”

Samantha gasped as she felt Jess’s hand against the crotch of her diaper, pushing down on it. “S-sorry,” Samantha said, blushing.

“That’s okay. Let’s get you changed. Now, Samantha. I’m going to impose a new rule,” Jess said. “I was thinking that you did really well the other day. But I think it’s only fair that we raise the stakes each day. To see how well you can do.”

Samantha wondered what Jess was planning as she reached into her drawers. “What do you mean?”

“Each day I’m going to make a change. It won’t be anything cheap like making you not wear pants, but, for today I think you should wear the same outfit you came to university in. The plaid skirt and vest,” Jess said as she pulled them out. “It’s long enough to hide your diapers if you’re careful.”

Samantha gulped. “I don’t have a choice… do I?”

“No,” Jess said. “Unless you want to be humiliated in front of the entire university, you best do as I say.”

Samantha sighed as she pulled the skirt over her diaper. She was glad the skirt went down to her knees. It gave her security as she looked in the mirror. “So let’s get to class.”

Jess smiled as she guided Samantha across the university to their first class of the day. Samantha was again **** to sit in the front middle of the class. She pulled out her notebook as the professor entered the classroom.

Samantha felt a hand on her thigh, pulling her legs apart. She looked to see Jess smirk as her hand was under the desk. Samantha squirmed as she felt Jess pulling on her skirt, pulling it higher up her waist. The skirt transformed into a mini skirt, barely able to cover her diapers butt. Samantha didn’t dare say anything as Jess winked at Samantha.

“Now would someone please come up and do these practice problems?” The professor asked.

Samantha gulped and prayed she wouldn’t be chosen. She didn’t dare raise her hand. She feared if she stood up at all, the class would get a clear view of her diaper.

“Samantha Reynolds,” the professor said. “Why don’t you come up here and do question 1-5.”

Samantha’s face paled as she saw the questions were at the top of the board. She prayed that no one would see her diaper as she slowly stood up.

Samantha reached up as she worked out the questions. As she did, she felt her skirt rise up. She prayed and prayed that no one would notice, that no one would be able to see her diaper as she stretched and filled out the equations. Her heart raced. As she quickly filled in the fifth answer. Finally she stopped and put the marker down. “Very good,” the professor said.

Samantha rushed back to her seat, face burning red as she did. She wondered if anyone saw, but it seemed no one was really paying attention. Jess grinned and reached under, lowering Samantha’s skirt once more.