Emily is at the Princess Tea Party. She tries to play it cool when she meets someone who doesn't automatically assume she is a big baby, will she be able able to keep the charade up?
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Emily’s eyes widened as the two women turned away from her and walked across to an area of the café that hadn’t been subsumed by the princess event, a place where a lot of the parents were sitting and watching their little ones with pride and happiness. Emily wanted Amelia to stay with her and hold her hand. This felt so scary.
More princesses were arriving and Emily waddled through to the area of the party. She felt extremely self-conscious. There was nowhere to hide and she saw many little girls looking at her curiously, thankfully none were asking any difficult questions. It was only the lone teenager that seemed to stare longer than anyone else. Emily straightened out her dress and blouse in an attempt to hide her secrets a little more.
After a few more minutes of awkwardly standing around trying to avoid everyone else Princess Jasmine walked to the head of the long table. She looked beautiful with immaculate make-up and mannerisms befitting the role she was playing; you could almost believe she had just stepped out of a fairytale and into real life. She picked up a glass and a knife and tapped the two together to get everyone’s attention.
“Princesses, if you would like to take your seats, it is time to begin the tea party.” Princess Jasmine said with a perfect smile.
Emily watched all the young girls eagerly taking their seats. Most of them were beaming and revelling in being princesses for the day. On the table around the middle of the room, where the tea party was happening, parents watched on with equally wide smiles as they watched their kids enjoying themselves, some had their phones out for photos and videos. Amelia and Catherine were sitting a little further away but were still watching. Emily sat down with a young kid on one side and the teenager on the other.
“Bring out the cupcakes!” Princess Jasmine called out and clapped her hands a couple of times.
There was a ripple of gasps from the assembled princesses as employees of the café, dressed as servants, came out from the kitchen with trays of cakes. Emily had to admire how committed the café was to the theme as a delicious looking cupcake with pink frosting was placed in front of her.
For the next few minutes Princess Jasmine ran through some basic rules of etiquette and had everyone else follow along. Most of the girls did a good job with it, apart from one of the younger girls who had eaten the cupcake so quickly that it seemed half the frosting was still on her face.
Despite feeling embarrassment that she was the only adult there, Emily actually relaxed a little bit. After fifteen minutes, with the cupcakes eaten, they were taken from the table to practice things like curtseys. A particularly daunting prospect for Emily who didn’t want to lift her dress even a little bit. So, whilst the small children enthusiastically lined up to practice with Princess Jasmine leading them, Emily hung back at the rear of the room. Thankfully, it didn’t seem like anyone was going to insist she join in. What Emily really needed was a diaper change, she could feel that what she was wearing had grown very wet.
“Hey.” A voice next to Emily made her jump. She turned to see the teenager; she was looking bored.
“Hello.” Emily muttered somewhat nervously.
The teenager was in a long flowing dress which didn’t exactly fit the vibe of the other princesses. She didn’t look particularly happy to be there and dressed up either, Emily got the impression that this girl would normally be a bit of tomboy.
“My name’s Danni.” The teenager said as she leaned against the railing.
“E-Emily.” Emily replied. She looked away. She didn’t want to be rude; she just didn’t want to talk to anyone. If she could Emily would’ve been delighted to disappear into the wallpaper until it was time to leave.
“Who are you with?” Danni asked.
“Huh?” Emily mumbled.
“That’s my little sister over there.” Danni pointed to a little girl in a ballerina tutu, “She’s been going on and on about this stupid thing and my parents made me bring her.”
“Y-You don’t want to be here?” Emily asked. She was surprised because of the rather extravagant dress the teenager was wearing.
“Are you kidding?” Danni laughed, “No, I have better things to do than attend this stupid baby event.”
“But your dress…” Emily said slowly.
“Yeah, my parents bought it for me. I’m burning it the first chance I get.” Danni did look very uncomfortable in the feminine attire, “I imagine you’ll do the same, right?”
Danni started laughing and Emily joined in anxiously. Emily felt a stab of embarrassment. Although she wouldn’t have said she had been having a lot of fun she had actually quite enjoyed things. It was like fulfilling a lifelong goal from when she was a child. Maybe this meant that Danni thought she was a teenager or something as well, it would be slightly less embarrassing than her knowing she was actually in her mid-twenties.
“So, who are you with?” Danni asked.
“Oh, erm…” Emily scanned the crowd before pointing at a young girl, “Her.”
Danni and Emily started talking. For Danni it seemed like a nice little distraction from having to be at the event, for Emily it was an anxiety inducing tightrope she had to walk whilst in constant fear that Danni would discover her embarrassing secret. She hoped the tea party would be over soon, the longer she hung around the greater the chance of embarrassment.
“Alright, wonderful curtseys everyone.” Princess Jasmine called out after a little while, “Now, the next thing young princesses need to learn is to dance. Everyone line up, yes, that includes you two at the back.”
“As if I’m doing that…” Danni guffawed and folded her arms across her chest.
Emily looked back towards where Catherine and Amelia were sitting. With a start she saw her Mommy looking at her with raised eyebrows, it was clear she was expected to join in. She swallowed nervously; she didn’t want to be bad but she was equally keen not to be embarrassed in front of Danni.
“Can you believe she wants us to… Wait, you’re not going to do it, are you!?” Danni asked with a frown.
Emily was walking forwards. She didn’t want to dance; it was mortifying and with her diaper sagging slightly she was worried about any sort of movement. But Amelia expected her to join in and she had to be good. She looked at Danni and shrugged, unable to think of an excuse that the teenager would accept she hurried to the back of the group of girls as Princess Jasmine started showing some kind of ballroom dancing technique.
Emily avoided looking to the back of the space where Danni was still surely standing. She did the twirls slowly and carefully, not caring if she looked clumsy so long as she kept her poofy dress from rising up around her hips.
To Emily’s embarrassment she found herself actually getting into the dancing a little bit. She did her best to copy the moves whilst maintaining her dignity, it wasn’t easy but she had so far managed to avoid her secret being found. She twirled, stepped and moved her arms in time with the music being played by Princess Jasmine’s stereo.
“OK, girls, now practice your dips.” Princess Jasmine called out, “Feet together and knees bent, like so.”
Emily watched Princess Jasmine bend her knees like a ballet dancer and then all the girls followed. She did it again and this time Emily went down to join in. She bent her legs until she was squatting but when she went to stand up again a disaster happened. She felt a hot, mushy rush filling the back of her diaper that startled her so much she nearly fell over. Standing up quickly Emily couldn’t believe what had just happened. She hadn’t even known she needed to poop but she had just filled her disposable!
It was bad. Emily could feel the muck all the way up the back of the padding. It wasn’t a small accident and she didn’t need to reach back to know that. She shivered a little and froze in place, the colour drained from her face.
Emily swallowed anxiously. She didn’t know what to do. The smell was already attracting attention as the little girls nearest her complained and looked around for the source of the odour. Parents were checking the youngest girls but Emily knew the problem was coming from her and slowly but surely more and more people seemed to be realising it too.
Despite her brain telling her to get out of the situation as quickly as possible, Emily remained rooted to the spot. She was breathing heavily and trembling. All she wanted, more than anything else in the world was for an adult to come over and take care of her. She couldn’t deal with this. She was just a baby!
“Eww, do you smell that? One of these little brats must’ve crapped themselves… Emily?” Danni had walked over. She was right behind Emily who couldn’t even turn to meet her eye.
Emily’s eyes were filling with tears. Aware of the commotion Princess Jasmine was now moving amongst the children to find out what was going on. Emily saw her bend over as a little girl pointed directly at her. This was a nightmare.
“I… I…” Emily’s throat was choked up. Tears spilled from her eyes and down her cheeks.
“That… That isn’t you, is it?” Danni asked with a sudden realisation of what must’ve happened.
Emily covered her face with her hands. She didn’t think the situation could get any worse. That was until she felt the back of her dress being lifted up.
“Oh my God!” Danni exclaimed as she jumped back dropping the bottom of the dress, “You shit yourself! And… And you’re wearing a diaper!? What the fu-…”
“Emily, sweetie, do you want to come with me?” Princess Jasmine had arrived on the scene. Emily uncovered her face as a sob escaped her trembling bottom lip.
Emily couldn’t respond verbally. The crying had already started. Instead, she just nodded her head and when Princess Jasmine held out a hand the messy young lady was happy to take it. Finally, an adult was taking care of the situation.
Danni’s face was pale and she looked disgusted as Emily was led past her. Emily knew she would likely never see the teenager again but she still felt deeply ashamed of herself. She knew people were watching her and through eyes swimming with tears she could see Catherine and Amelia taking notice. They both quickly rose to their feet.
“Emily? What happened?” Amelia asked.
“I think she had a little accident.” Princess Jasmine said.
“Oh dear…” Amelia said as she took Emily’s hand, “It’s OK, sweetie. Don’t cry.”
How was Emily supposed to not cry? She had just pooped her pants in front of so many people and they all knew it was her. Even now she could see many of the little girls looking over to her. Some of the parents looked sympathetic but she wasn’t like their children. She was supposed to be an adult! Wasn’t she? The longer time went on and the more she embarrassed herself the less sure she was of that fact. She had needed an adult to take control of the situation, didn’t that suggest she wasn’t one herself?
“You really should’ve told me Emily has, erm, special requirements.” Princess Jasmine said as she rubbed a hand on Emily’s back in a consoling manner, “I’d have made sure to give her more attention.”
“Oh, she doesn’t ha-…” Catherine started.
“I understand.” Amelia said, “I’m sorry for the disruption. We’ll take her home and let you get on with the tea party.”
Catherine gathered the bags and the three of them started making for the exit. Emily knew they had all the supplies to change her there in the café toilets but she assumed the adults didn’t want to deal with a messy one like that right there. She wasn’t going to complain. She was just grateful she would be leaving such an embarrassing predicament.
“Oh, before you go!” Princess Jasmine was hurrying back towards them. She was holding a pink plastic bag decorated with tiaras, “A goody bag for the little princess.”
“Aww, isn’t that sweet.” Amelia replied as she took the bag, “What do you say to Princess Jasmine?”
“Th-Thank you…” Emily said in between two sobs.
Emily waddled out of the café and into the fresh air of the street. Even with a breeze blowing she could smell herself and was grateful that the car was parked so nearby. She walked between Amelia and Catherine as they approached the vehicle.
“Why did you let that woman believe Emily was disabled?” Catherine asked as Amelia fished the car keys out of her bag.
“It was just easier that way.” Amelia replied, “What else was I supposed to say?”
“But what about Emily?” Catherine asked, “I’m sure she doesn’t appreciate it.”
“Emily’s just happy to be going home.” Amelia answered dismissively.
Catherine looked at the stinky woman. Emily shrugged her shoulders and nodded as she sniffed back more tears. It was true. Emily really didn’t care what Amelia said as long as she was taken out of the embarrassing situation as soon as possible.
The rear passenger door to the car opened and Emily grimaced as she was reminded of the oversized child seat. It was going to be less than pleasant with the current state of her diaper. She climbed in and hovered above the seat for a few seconds before slowly lowering herself down. She let out a low moan as she sunk into the waste in her padding which spread around the confines the diaper and against her body. She shivered as Catherine leaned in and buckled the straps. Emily noticed the therapist was holding her breath as best she could.
“Right, let’s get home and cleaned up.” Amelia said as she stepped into the car, “Windows open, I think.”
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