The Wedding (Part 2)

Once again this a gender neutral POV story so you can feel free to imagine the characters you wish!

Hope you'll enjoy!
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Hey! If it isn’t my new friend… I’m surprised you’re not avoiding me.

Nice wedding, right? You must be so happy for your sister. 

What’s up with you? You seem upset… oh you must be so pissed to be sitting at the same table as me all night… well, hopefully not ‘’literally’’ pissed. 

Oh don’t pout, I’m kidding… Can I let you in on a secret? I ran into your step-mom after the ceremony and she told me you kept your big girl pull-ups dry the whole time... you must be so proud! No really, I’m impressed! A whole hour and not a single drop in your Goodnites, you just might be out of diapers sooner than you think!

We’ll just see if you can keep it that way for the whole night. 

So? Do they fit okay? I knew they would. You’re not much bigger than I was when still had to wear them… and that was a few years ago.

How does it feel to be back in training pants at your age? I bet you didn't think that would happen one day... although from what I hear about your little accidents, maybe you should’ve been expecting this… I’m wondering why they haven’t bought you some kind of diaper sooner… It would’ve been much simpler… Think about it, you would’ve kept your pants dry at christmas and nobody would even know about your accidents.

Hey, don’t look at me like that, I’m not the villain here. I’m just want to help! I know what it feels like… I used to put on those pull-ups at sleepovers. You think I wanted to wear them? I hated them! But I knew it was better than peeing all over my pajama pants in front of my friends, right? 

To be honest, this morning when your step-mom  called us up and I finally told them I had some old Goodnites that she could take, they treated me like a savior! I’m not kidding! They were really stressed out about the whole ‘’you peeing yourself’’ thing.

My mom was on the phone, all of a sudden she asks me ‘’honey, where are your pull-ups?’’ 

I didn’t even get what she was saying, I had totally forgotten about those. 

But then she said ‘’the pull-ups for your bed wetting!’’ 

That goes way back, I didn’t even know if I still had a pack somewhere... I guess I never threw them out.. I must’ve kept them in case of a relapse or something. You know, towards the end I only put one on occasionally in times of stress, like before an exam or something so...

Anyway I'm glad I could help, it's the least that I could do. Your sister is marrying my cousin, were practically family now. Plus I haven't worn those in so long… What else could I do with them?

At first I thought they might be for a nervous little flower girl or something…  

When I learned they were gonna be for you, I was so shocked, but I'm glad they'll end up being useful. Well she didn't say your name, all she said was "someone related to the bride has trouble keeping their pants dry so they're wondering if they could borrow one of your old pull-ups".  "Someone related to the bride... who else could it be? You’re her only relative.

So it was pretty easy to figure out who they were for, and I knew you lived close so I offered to drop them off at your house. 

Not gonna lie, I was kind of embarrassed at first to have to dig up my old goodnites... They brought up bad memories. Yes.. I used to wet the bed and yes, I had to put them on every night for a long time... So I don't remember them very fondly. But then I realized that you were gonna have to put one on in the middle of the day and it just made me laugh.

How could I pass up a chance to see you walking around in my old pull-ups?

If you had been nice to me before, I would've felt bad for you.. it can't be fun to still be worried about peeing your pants at your age. But ever since I met you, you've been acting all superior. Like just because I'm a few years younger all of a sudden you can't be hanging out with me. And that comment you made the other day, bitching about ‘’sitting at the kids table for the wedding’’... don't think I forgot about that. What is it that you said exactly? That You didn’t want to ‘’be the babysitter’’ for me and my sisters.  You were trying to be such a smart ass, belittling me... when in reality, you're the one who probably needs a babysitter. Who else is gonna make sure you keep those pull-ups dry, hmm? 

This is so funny to me, how tables turn. We're gonna have a fun night together. Your mom told me you have something to tell me. Well go on, I'm all ears.

Hmm? What's that? You're gonna have to speak louder than that.

Aw that's such a shy little apology. And what else? 

Hmm? You want to say thank you?  Oh you're very welcome sweetie. I'm glad you're thankful for those training pants.

I'm sure they're gonna be useful. Don't blush, it's okay. That's what they're for anyway, right? We wouldn't have you walking around in pull-ups if we thought you weren’t going to use them... right? So you don’t have to be embarrassed about it. Same as babies aren’t embarrassed about wetting their diapers… it’s only natural.

Sure, Pull-Ups are supposed to be "just in case"... technically. But let's be real, the only reason they made you put on my old Goodnites is because they didn't have any other diaper available for you. That's how much they expect you to pee yourself. 

So you're damn right to be grateful, if it wasn't for me you’d be wearing Pampers right now. Instead you got yourself some big girl pull-ups! It could be worse... at least those you can actually slide down... if you manage to get to the bathroom on time. They’re just like panties! Only a bit thicker.

You should’ve seen how relieved your step-mom was when I told her I’d come by and give her those Goodnites. If I hadn’t offered that solution… I’m not sure what she would’ve done. I think a little detour by the store was likely. And then who knows? She might’ve chose something a bit more adult and plain. Some kind of granny-panties white diaper… maybe that would’ve been better for you. Or… she could have gone all in and picked the thickest, bulkiest incontinence diaper that would make you waddle like a little ducky. Not to mention there’s no taking them off… Wouldn’t that be adorable, you’d have to go ask step-mommy for a change when you feel your bum is wet...

Then upsie daisies on the changing table with your legs in the air.

But nope! Instead you’ve got on those discreet bed wetting training pants, you lucky baby!  Sure, they’re a little childish and yes, they are very girly with those pink butterflies and flowers. But at least no one can see them… yet. And if you play nice, we’ll keep it that way.