Wait for Emily to go to sleep for an evil prank

Becky slowly made her way up the stairs and smiled as she saw Emily’s door was open but the lights were off. She slowly crept down the hall, a plan already in mind. It would be such a fun summer to see just how much she could mess with Emily. How far could she go… Becky had a bowl of warm water as she put it next to Emily who laid fast asleep. She slowly put her hand in the water and waited. She then slowly crept away disposing of the evidence and heading to bed herself, grinning as she knew that Emily would be in for a shock when she woke up.

———

The next morning, Becky woke up as she heard a shriek from down the hall. Becky went rushing already dressed. “What? What’s wrong?” Becky asked as she barged into Emily’s room.

Emily looked embarrassed too shocked to say anything as she pulled the covers over her. “I-it’s nothing… you can go,” Emily said.

“Emily, I need to know if there’s a problem,” Becky said. “You didn’t just scream for no reason.”

“I-I’m sure it’s nothing…” Emily said.

“Maybe, but I want to check anyways. Come on, just get out of bed,” Becky said. “Show me what’s wrong.”

Emily paused for a moment and then slowly lowered her covers. She closed her eyes as Becky gazed at where she laid. Emily’s face burned as Becky saw the wet spot. “I thought I was done with this,” Emily said, whimpering. “I… I haven’t… not since… I haven’t…”

Becky raised an eyebrow. And then smiled as she sat down on the bed away from the pee. “Emily, have you done this in the past?” Becky asked.

“N-no… not since… not since I was…” Emily blushed.

“Please be honest,” Becky said. “I want to know if this is an issue or if this is just a phase.”

Emily blushed. “I used to wet the bed,” Emily said. “But I haven’t done it since I was 8.”

“Well, look, these things happen,” Becky said. “It doesn’t have to mean anything. Why don’t you go wash yourself and I’ll take care of the sheets. Look, if this is just an incident, then, no one has to know. This can stay between us, okay?”

Emily nodded. “T-thank you,” she said. “I-I’ll go clean myself.”

Emily did an embarrassing walk as she shuffled her feet towards the ensuite. Becky grinned as she gathered the sheets. She waited a moment and then approached the bathroom door. “I’m going to take these clothes,” Becky called out. “I’ll run a load of laundry.”

Emily squeaked but said. “Thank you.”

Becky grinned as she gathered Emily’s clothes and took them downstairs. She knew that Emily would be thinking about how embarrassing it was for a stranger to be washing her clothes after soiling them. But this would only be the beginning. Becky gazed at Emily’s pants size and smirked as she left the house as she started the washing machine.