The lady walked off, slamming the door to the room behind her. However, you had other...priorities. Your bladder felt like it was filling up again, just after you had seemingly emptied it! Slowly, you felt that pressure on your bladder mount, but you tried your hardest to hold in all the urine. You felt yourself filled with determination, squeezing and scrunching to hold your bladder until the lady came back.
However, on the other side of the door, the lady had other plans. The tea was spiked with something that would not only relax your muscles, and make you pee, it would flush your body of all urine. And once it had flushed your body of all urine, it would move on to feces. The drug was perfect, seeing as the tiniest bit of liquid would cause it to activate.
Not only that, but she had given you clothes of a little girl. She, however, had much more humiliating outfits, which was why she was currently walking towards the closet nurse station. Grinning, she thought of an outfit worse then your current one.
Reaching the nurse station, the lady took out the outfit. The first clothing item she took was locking plastic panties, and the key. Not only did they lock, they had humiliating patterns of pink sissy bows. She also took a pair of thick cotton, pink panties. The second item she took was a pink shirt, with, in bold large text, had written "I love my wet nappies!", with a picture of a messy diaper below. Grinning, she imagined that you did not have a choice in putting on the shirt, and began walking back to your location.
You however, were not grinning, instead, you were shocked. Your will against wetting yourself had broken, and you felt the stream of pee begin. Even worse, since you did not have pants, you saw it stream down your legs, and into the padding of the room. However, seemingly by magic, the floor stopped adsorbing your pee, and instead, let it puddle. You didn't know how, but as the warm piss slowly cascaded down, it gathered around your feet, and mocked you.
And your bladder still felt full, so the piss kept coming, and coming, and coming. It felt like hours, but it was probably only a minute or two, but by then, the puddle had spread all around. The floor seemingly allowed the pee not to sink in. Making it worse, you heard footsteps, not doubt of the lady.
Shocked, and not knowing what to do, you just sat their, looking at the ground, wetting your panties. Eventually, you heard the click of the door opening, and the ladies (falsely) shocked face.
"Child, do not tell me you wet again!" She yelled, walking into the room, and shutting the door.
Guilty, you nodded your head, any attempt at anger fading away. You were to embarrassed, simply put.
"Yeah.....Can I go wash off somewhere, please?"
"This is a female only facility, so unless you lost your penis, no!"
"Child, I am very saddened by this. I thought you came here to help the cause, not pee on our floors." The women said, turning your face beetred.
"Well, come with me, I will help you Child. But if you do not listen, then you will be spanked. You obviously need help, and as I said, I will give it." The lady said leaning over the puddle, and grabbing your hand.
About to pull you to the changing station, and put you in a new set of clothes, you....
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