The Curse of the Diaper pt.5

The Curse of the Diaper pt.5

Mai awoke the next morning, still curious as to where Rosie and Josephine had disappeared to the previous night. Her and Lucy had presumed they had gone to bed, but were not convinced.
  As Mai clambered to an upright sit in her bed, she felt a cold, damp presence beneath her. Suddenly her face dropped. She hadn't - not again! Mai was reluctant to look as she tore away the soaked covers from herself, revealing a large, wet patch of urine on her mattress and over her night shorts. For the second night in a row, she had wet the bed! She had done it regularly a few years ago when she was twelve - but when she was eighteen? Never!
  That was when she noticed Lucy whimpering in her bed. She caught a strong smell in the air - not of urine - but of something worse - a lot worse.
  'L - Lucy?' said Mai, as she rolled out of bed in her soaked clothing, edging towards the crying Lucy.
  'Leave me alone!' she replied promptly. Mai didn't listen, but continued toward Lucy, that unbearable stench growing stronger.
  'L - Lucy - have you wet the bed? B - Because I have too!'
  Mai had a feeling Lucy had done worse than just wet the bed - but daren't state her other question.
  As Lucy surveyed the soaked Mai, a glitter of hope shone in her eyes. But it was not long before her eyes were dampened by shame. Lucy hung her head as she stripped away her duvet, revealing bulging, brown-stained pyjama bottoms, filled to the brims with mess. Mai gasped with horror. Lucy burst into further tears.
  'I've shit the bed!' she cried, pulling her duvet back on.
  Mai remained silent for a few seconds, bewildered.
  'How did that work?' she said, only sending Lucy into further sobs. Mai was not necessarily known for her sympathy. She decided to say no more and get her mess cleaned up, and try to figure this out. They had both peed and/or pooped their beds - but why? That, it seemed, was the only question in Mai's mind.
  Some hours later, and after cleaning, showering and discussing of events, Mai and Lucy were sat in the kitchen. They didn't know what to do. Josephine and Rosie still hadn't awoken for some reason.
  'Lucy?' said Mai. 'Are you all right?'
  Lucy seemed to have been pondering over her messing since it had happened.
  'No, Mai, I'm not okay.' she snapped. 'This morning I pooped my bed - and you saw. How could I be?'
  'Well - if it helps, I wet the bed. It must be something about this house or something, but you're not alone.' Mai pressed Lucy's head upward. She took her hand. They stared vacantly for a second, surveying each other silently.
  'W - Will we need pull-ups or something?'
  'I think so. B - But there's a shop not far from here, I can get some hopefully before Jose and Rosie wake up. It's going to be okay.'
  Lucy locked eyes with Mai. She had never seen this side of Mai - a caring person - a gentle person - even a sexual person. Usually Mai was more or less annoying, but today she was different - and she knew what she wanted more than anything. Lucy told herself no, to ignore the impulse - but couldn't resist, and caressed her hands over Mai's soft, warm skin. Mai didn't withdraw, and pressed her face closer. The only thing Lucy was concentrating on was Mai's soft, tender eyes, gazing back eternally into hers. This moment was more invigorating than anything she had ever experienced before. She had realised why boys had all been so insignificant sexually before, but couldn't linger on the thought, as she brought her lips to Mai's. They clambered off the stools, continuing their so desired kiss. Lucy never wanted this moment to end - she withdrew from the kiss, pausing to unbutton her shirt. Mai followed - promptly stripping herself from her red tank top - revealing her black laced bra. They couldn't help themselves, and fell back in for another kiss. They embraced, running their hands up and down each other's fine bodies.
  Suddenly there was a hiss. Mai doubled over, gasping, knocking Lucy away. Lucy watched innocently as Mai began to piss her pants uncontrollably. She felt her panties swamp with urine - it began leaking down her legs - gathering a pool beneath her. Blushing deeply, Mai fell to the floor, whimpering. Her first sexual experience with a girl had been ruined - perhaps it was all the excitement - perhaps it was the same thing that made her wet her bed? No matter what it was, she was sure Lucy would never do anything with her again. Embarrassment swarmed her - she was laying in a puddle of own piss, in only her soaked pants and panties and a black laced bra. What was she going to do, or say, to get out of this?