She Slept Like a Baby...and Woke Up Wet

The wine gave Margaret a pounding headache. She looked around the room, very confused. She could only vaguely remember changes to her room, and that she was happy. She had dreamed all night, recounting her humiliating incident again and again; and she knew why she was here, she was on probabtion, but she would have been reminded anyway with the pounding at her door.

"Margaret, quick, wake up!"

"Oh....my head....".

"I know sweety, but listen!", Her stepmother looked absolutely panicked. Margaret sat upright.

"The police are here!"

She bolted out of bed, still in her wrinkled and now well worn clothing, a huge wet spot spread across her crotch, ass, and bedsheets.

"The police?!"

"Well, your parole officer. He's here to collect a urine sample!"

"But I...last night!"

"I know, I know.", she rushed, "I can try to stall him. I don't think I had as much as you last night, do you want to let me take the piss test for you?"

They both turned towards the door as they heard pounding steps up the stairs.

"I'm sorry, Maggie, I had no idea!", her step-mother lied.