This choice: Scramble to put on some clothes and make your family presentable • Go Back...Chapter #7Scramble to put on some clothes by: karlmarx700   Quickly you went to your wardrobe, which was full of clothes you only put on when you went outside so as not to violate indecency laws. You put on a long blue skirt to try and conceal your diaper and a white top. Then, you rushed out to go try and make everyone else presentable. Fortunately, they were all in the living room.
"Hey, Jenny, what's with the outfit? Going somewhere?" Mom asked.
"Mom, one of my friends is coming over. We need to put on some clothes and clean this place up, now." You said.
Mom laughed.
"Really? Who is it?" She asked.
"Carlos. He's a boy I like form the Internet, he's bringing cookies." You said.
"Aw, that's so cute." Mom said, smiling.
"Cookies? I like cookies. Can I have one?" Your older sister Lucy said.
"Sure, fine, you can have a cookie when he gets here, but try and help not embarrass me, okay?" You said.
Mom went and put on a shirt over her bra. she was already wearing sweatpants so she didn't have to do much. Lucy slipped on a pair of short shorts and a T-shirt. You turned to Brandon, still sitting there in his tighty-whities.
"Come on, bro! Normal people don't sit around in their underwear all day!" You said.
"Yeah, but we're not normal. Why pretend?" Brandon said.
"Because I don't want to scare him off, he's one of my only friends and I think he likes me and I like him and.... OOOOOOOH!" You said, getting frustrated.
"...And?" Brandon said.
You growled.
"We need to ease him into all our weirdness. He doesn't even know about my... diaper... problem..." You whispered, suddenly feeling ashamed of your incontinence.
Brandon grunted.
"I'll put on some shorts but I aint wearing no shirt if I don't have to. They always feel weird on my nips." He said, going off to his room.
You turned to Aunt Tina, who still sat in her diaper with her eyes glazed over. You gave her an exasperated look.
"Sollos the Magnificent does as he pleases." She said in Sollos' voice.
Aunt Tina wasn't there. Her unborn son was in control.
"Sollos, please? Please don't mess this up for me..." You begged.
Sollos' made his mother's face smile.
"Grovel a little more and I'll stay in my room where this Carlos boy won't see this ugly bloated shell I inhabit." Sollos said.
You knew flattery went a long way with Sollos. You got on your knees and gave him your saddest puppy-eyes you could.
"Magnificent Sollos, won't you..." He didn't let you finish and made his mother put her finger on your lips.
"It is decided so!" Sollos said.
He made his mother shamble like a marionette off to her bedroom.
You joined your mother and Lucy in trying to clean up the house. You had just dumped all the dirty laundry in the washer when you heard the doorbell ring.
"It's Carlos!" You shouted.
You rushed to the door and found Carlos there, waiting with his box of cookies. He smiled wide.
"Oh, Jenny, is that you? You're even cuter than I imagined! I was afraid you'd be super fat or actually be a man or something. Cool." Carlos said.
You decided to try and take that as a compliment. You gave hi ma big hug, something you had always wanted to do, and let him inside.
"Well, this is where I live." You said,
Carlos nodded.
"Sweet place, Jenny. I like it." Carlos said.
"Oh, it usually isn't this clean. We got it fixed up at the last minute when we heard you were coming. Glad you like it though!" You said.
Your mind raced nervously as you tried to think of what normal people did.
"Want to chill and watch some TV?" You suggested.
"Sure thing." Carlos said, walking over to the couch.
The two of you flipped through the channels looking for something good., Then, something embarrassing happened...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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