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I woke up and rolled over to look at my alarm clock. 7:14! It was Saturday morning, so I should be sleeping in; but I guess my sleep schedule had other thoughts, so I decided to just get ready. I walked out of my dorm quietly, as my roommate was still sleeping, and proceeded to to walk towards the end of the hall towards the shower. I had my towel in hand and my bathroom stuff in the other. The good thing about waking up early is that nobody else was up, so I could get ready in peace. After I showered, shaved, and brushed my teeth, I headed back to my dorm room. Since it was only 7:50, I decided to get changed and take the bus downtown to grab some breakfast. I threw on my boxers, some red shorts, a white long-sleeve shirt (probably a few sizes too big) and my flip-flops and headed to the bus stop.

The stop was about a 10 minute walk from my dorm room as it was on the other side of campus. The bus arrived and 25 minutes later I got off. I walked another 4 minutes to Denny's. When I got there, I was seated and my order was placed. The waitress was a girl named Emily, she said she was a freshman and lived at home with her parents and sister. She took my order and said she would be right back. She was beautiful, she had short blonde hair, blue eyes and had a pretty nice body. The only issue was that she was much taller than me. You see, I was pretty short, I was only 5' 4 and got made fun of a lot; Emily on the other hand, was around 6 feet tall, maybe even taller. Since she was so beautiful, I decided I could live with that. When she brought me my food, she stopped and talked for a while. The place was not busy, so she wasn't rushing around. From what I could tell, she was pretty into me. I learned that her parents were tall, her dad was a former center in the D-League ( he was 6'11") and her mom played college basketball (she was 6'4"!!!). She said, that her sister was going to be taller, as she was only 12 and was already 5'3". That means maybe our future kids would be tall and not picked on like I was.

She told me that she got off work in like 45 minutes and wondered if I would walk with her to the bus stop. I could hardly contain my excitement and said yes, she took my plates back to the kitchen and asked if I wanted anything else. Since I didn't want to sit at an empty table while I waited, I told her to bring me back some water. The next forty-five minutes, people came in and out, so I didn't get much time to talk to her. The only time I could was when she would ask if I needed a refill; since I really liked her, I kept chugging my glass of water- I felt like a genius.

Forty-Five minutes later, she approached the table. I paid for my stuff, she grabbed her bag and we headed to the bus stop. When we got there, we realized that we just missed the bus. So we sat at the bus stop waiting and all of that water hit me. I really had to pee. I looked around for the nearest store, there was a Meijer right behind us, so I told her I was going to the bathroom. She said ok and that she was going to wait here for the bus and if I don't come back in time that it was nice meeting me. I really wanted to ride the bus with her, so I told her that I could wait. 10 minutes later the bus came and we were off.

Her stop was before mine, but was still a 20 minute trip. I really had to pee. When we got to her stop, I asked her if she wanted me to walk her home. She said of course and I got off the bus with her. It was like a 10 minute walk to her house; I had to pee so bad that I asked her if I could use her bathroom when we got there. She said that nobody was home so that should be fine- I took that as a hint that maybe I could stay longer. As we turned the corner, she pointed at her house, we were almost there. It was small, as it only had 2 bedrooms- she said that her dad walked out on her mom and that there was no settlement yet so it was all that they could afford. As I was looking for it, I didn't notice the fire hydrant, and tripped over it falling to the ground. Normally, this would have been fine -a little embarrassing- but fine; however, because I had to pee badly, it was much worse. My bladder released, pee soaking everywhere. Since I was laying on my back, feet in the air, gravity went to work. Urine streamed from my midsection all the way to my chest and I was now laying on the ground next to the prettiest girl I have ever seen soaked in my own pee, holding back tears. Very embarrassing!

I expected her to laugh, but instead she was concerned. She said that she could take me back to her house and get me cleaned up. We walked the rest of the way to her house and walked in the bathroom. She said that I could shower and she would wash my clothes. I could stay here until they dried, that way I wouldn't have to wear pee soaked clothes. She said that once I was in the shower she would come in and pick up my clothes. When she left, I took off my clothes and put them in the plastic bag she gave me; I hopped in the shower, in disbelief of what happened. While I was showering I heard the door open and then close again. I stayed in the shower as long as I could, trying not to face Emily, because I was still embarrassed. It wasn't until the water got cold that I decided I couldn't stay in there anymore. I hopped out of the shower, grabbed the towel and dried off. I then wrapped the towel around me and headed to find Em.

I found Em in the kitchen. She said that she had washed my clothes and they were drying, pointing outside. Sure enough, I saw my boxers, shorts, and shirts hanging on the clothesline blowing in the wind. Em said that since they didn't have much money, a washing machine was out of the question and that they had to hand wash everything. She then proceeded to say that I couldn't hang out in a towel all day and that she had to get me clothes. I followed her to her room.

When I got to Emily's room, I couldn't help but notice the bunk beds. One of them had princess sheets and the other one was just pink. 2 of the walls were covered in posters of 1D, JB, and Ariana Grande, and the other two were plain white. It was obvious that Emily shared a room with her sister. While I was looking, Emily started to talk.

"Now I know that it isn't going to be the most ideal outfit, but it's the best we can do. Since my dad walked out, it is just us girls in the house, so you will have to wear girl clothes. Now you can wear my clothes which won't be too bad, the only thing that might be weird is the underwear. I don't want you to wear mine, my mom's, or my sister's; but we do have some extra. My nana gave my sister some underwear for her birthday as a gag gift, so she doesn't wear those. You will have to wear those ones. Besides that, you can wear any clothes in here; and don't worry, it is just you and me, so nobody will make fun of you- I understand your situation." With that she threw me something and left the room. I looked at the plastic package she threw me and stared in disbelief:

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I didn't even want to look at them, let alone wear them, but knew that it was the only option because Emily explicitly stated that I couldn't go commando. So I closed my eyes, reached in, and pulled out one of the cyclindrical folded panties. I then threw the rest in the top drawer of the dresser. I continued to look for other clothes. It was chilly as heating is expensive, so I looked for pants and maybe a long sleeve shirt. I noticed some socks that looked warm, and since it was just me and Em, I figured what the heck and took them too.

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I threw them next to the underwear I picked and started to look for pants. Just then Em walked in. Did you pick anything yet? She asked. I pointed at the underwear and socks. She said she loved my sock choice. I told her that I only picked it because it was cold and I had to pick socks anyway. She said that if I was really cold, I should wear these as they were really warm. I unfolded what she threw me.

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She said that they were her sisters and that she had alway wanted to wear them but she was too tall. She told me to test it out that way I could tell her how they felt. I reluctantly said okay, I wanted to make her happy so if she had any respect left for me, I could still possibly ask her out. It was a long shot, but I had to try. She threw me one more piece of clothing and told me to wear it under the pajamas, so the zipper didn't scratch me. With that, she grabbed some clothes. She told me that she would also change into pajamas and we could watch movies until my clothes dried. When she left the room I picked up the underwear I chose; they were white, with a yellow band, they had hearts and princess on them. I put my legs through them and pulled them up under my towel. They were definitely tighter than my boxers but amazingly seemed to fit. I then put on the last thing that Em threw me.

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I then put on my socks and took off my towel. I looked in the full length mirror and couldn't believe how foolish I looked. I was a college student, wearing little girl underwear, fuzzy socks, and a white tank top. I quickly turned and put on the pajamas.

I was standing in the room of the prettiest girl I have ever met. Normally, I would be ecstatic; however, I was super embarrassed and nervous. You see, I recently wet myself in front of her, so while my clothes were drying, I was wearing her little(not so little) sister's clothes. I was wearing the yellow banded princess panties, fuzzy socks, and white camisole seen in part 1; and the 1D footed pajamas over all of that (also seen in part 1.

"Are you ever going to come out?" I heard Em shout from the other room. I walked out to see her sitting on the couch in big girl pajamas with a bowl of popcorn. "Awe, don't you look cute" she said, I blushed and turned around. "I'm kidding, get back here. I won't make fun of you anymore, I know you didn't want to wear girl clothes. So tell me, how do the pajamas feel?" I turned back toward her.

"Well they are definitely different, they are really warm though" I said. They honestly felt pretty good, but I wasn't going to admit that. And they were warm, which was good because the house was freezing.

"Come sit down, I picked out a movie for us to watch while we wait". I headed over to the couch and sat down next to her. I looked at the TV and saw the DVD menu screen: it was Twilight. This was not a movie I would normally watch, but obviously Em wanted to and I just wanted to make her happy. She pulled a blanket over us, it was really soft but it was pink. She pressed play, picked up the popcorn bowl, then leaned on me.

We watched the movie, and throughout the entire thing I thought about making a move. She was literally all over me, but I couldn't pull the trigger: 1. I was wearing her little sister's clothes and knew that might be weird for her and 2. the movie was kind of good. We both got lost in the film and didn't even hear the rain start to come down. It wasn't until the credits started to roll that everything came back to me. I looked down and realized what I was wearing and then looked outside to see my clothes laying on the ground covered in mud.

What was I to do now? Em must have saw my concern. We can wash them again and either hang them up inside or back outside depending on the forecast. She went outside. When she came back we proceeded to wash the clothes; once again, Em was washing my clothes but atleast they were not urine soaked only mud. After we finished, we checked the radar; no more rain for the weekend so we should be good. She went outside to hang them back up, I could see a rainbow in the sky behind her. I noticed that my clothes were not the only clothes on the clothesline. When she came back in, Em explained that they share that with the neighbors beside them, they have 1 son and 2 daughters as well as a mom and a dad.

I asked Em what we were going to do now. She said that we could always watch the second Twilight. I was lowkey excited, so I plopped back down on the couch and Em sat beside. This time, she pulled me towards her, I put my head on her chest and laid down. Once again, I got lost in the movie as Em played with my hair. My hair wasn't super long, but it was kind of shaggy. We were almost at the end of the movie- we made it to the part where Edward asks Bella to marry him- when the door opened. It was Em's mom and sister.

"Oh hi" Em's mom said. I was unsure what to do. I sunk underneath the blanket, making sure only my head was visible. Em's mom came over to shake my hand. "Mom this is my friend from school, he walked me home after work" Em said. I proceeded to reach my hand out to shake Em's mom's hand. "Why is he wearing my favorite PJ's!!!" Em's sister shouted. I looked down, realizing that when I went to shake hands, the blanked slid down revealing the pajamas. I was frozen in embarrassment.

Em explained to her mom what happened, as I sat in shame listening to Em tell her mom and little sister that I wet myself. I expected ridicule, but once again was shocked when her mom responded with compassion. She said that she would go get my clothes, since they were probably dry now and that I could wait right here. As I waited, I was introduced to Em's little siter. Her name was Bri and she had just gotten back from a dace recital that she participated in. She said that she wouldn't usually be upset that I was wearing her PJs, but she really wanted to wear them tonight as she was cold last night. She finished saying, "But if you want to wear any other clothes of mine, thats OK". Thanks, I said even though I had no intention to borrow clothes from a little girl ever again.

Em's mom returned, but I noticed that she didn't have my clothes in hand. "Are you sure you put them on the line, because nothing was there?" Em explained that the neighbors must have grabbed them, but that she would go over and get them back. Em's mom interrupted, "they went camping with the church tonight, so they won't be home until after church tomorrow." Great, what was I going to do now. Once again Emily must have sensed my frustration. "Well, maybe you can stay here tonight and we will get them back tomorrow after church." I really didn't want to spend the night dressed as a girl, but I definitely wasn't going back to my dorm dressed as one. I agreed. "What about my PJs?" Bri asked. "We will find new ones for him" Em's mom said.

"I would give you mine, but these are my last clean pair" Em said. Em's mom said that hers were too big and I really didn't want to ask Bri for more clothes. "What about your old clothes, they should be in the attic." Em's mom stated. "No mom, that embarrassing" Em groaned. "Not anymore embarrassing than other choices" I said under my breath, but apparently loud enough for Em's mom to hear. "Exactly my thoughts" Em's mom chuckled. "Give Bri her PJs so she can change and I'll be down in a minute". "But you guys will see that I am wearing..." I stopped myself as I realized I was thinking out loud. "Don't worry we have all seen people walking around in panties before" Em's mom said before heading up to the attic. I was mortified. Was I really about to do this? I couldn't say no as they have all been so cool about this. "Hurry up, I'm cold" Bri said.

I couldn't believe I was doing this, but I unzipped the PJs. I slid my arms out and let PJs drop to the floor. I now stood in the living room, wearing nothing but princess panties, a camisole, and fuzzy socks. Neither Bri or Em laughed, but instead acted like everything was normal. Bri chirped in "those socks are really comfortable, they should keep your feet warm." I bent down and picked up the PJs and handed them to Bri, she ran off into her bedroom to change. Em grabbed my arm, "Ok, before you say anything, I was a really tall little girl, so it was really hard for my mom to find clothes that had the things I liked on them. If she did, they were generally expensive, so she kept them all just in case Bri was like me at that age." I realized that she didn't think this was going to be embarrassing for me, but for her. She continued, "You see, I was kind of obsessed with My Little Pony and Hello Kitty, so don't make fun of me". Don't make fun of you? I thought to myself. Just then, Em's mom returned carrying a large box.

"Hey those are cute" she said, "I told Bri she could wear them"; I then knew that she was talking about my current underwear situation. "Let's see what PJs we can find you". The box was ripped open, and Em and her mom started pulling out clothes and sorting them. There was a lot of pink and almost everything was My Little Pony or Hello Kitty.

"What size are those?" Em's mom asked. "14-16" Em responded. Em's mom came behind me, and before I realized what she was doing, grabbed my waistband of my underwear and stretched it out. "Well these are a 12" she said, "so anything 12-16 should work". "Let's find something warm though, she said. After about another minute Em's mom handed me these but in my size:

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I did not even argue, I just wanted to hide my underwear. I quickly threw on the pajama pants which fit perfectly, I then took off the camisole and put on the long sleeve shirt. As I was dressing, Em suggested we watch the next Twilight movie. That was something I could agree on. She told me to go get Bri and she would make more popcorn. I walked towards Em and Bri's room but stopped as I passed the window. I looked in the reflection, I looked ridiculous. I continued and walked into the girl's room. Bri was painting her toenails. "Wanna watch a movie?" I asked. She said yes and we headed to the living room. Em's mom and Em were already on the couch, I sat on the end next to Em.

"Nice nails" Em's mom told Bri. "Can I paint yours?" Bri asked. If you are quiet during the movie. Em pressed play and we watched the movie while Bri painted her mom's nails. I was once again lost in the movie, that is, until Bri pulled on my pant leg. "Your next..." she said, I looked over and saw that both Em and her mom had newly painted nails. I shook my head no. "Come on," she said, nobody ever sees your toenails and I want to practice". I realized she would pester until I said yes, so agreed. She took off my socks and started to paint. I continued to watch the movie, until I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was Bri again, this time sitting on the back of the couch. "Can I do your hair" once again I looked over and saw the Em and her mom both had new hair styles. I have always like people playing with my hair, so I agreed again- I mean I can always put it back the other way when she was finished.

The movie ended and we were all exhausted. I asked where I was going to sleep. "You can share my bed" Em said. Maybe everything wasn't as bad as it seems, I thought. I put my socks back on and followed Em to her room, but stopped at the window again. This time, I noticed my new hair style. It was combed over and I had a pink clip with a butterfly on it. At first glance, I thought I saw a girl, but looking closer, I realized it was me. "Wow" I said out loud. "Yeah you could pass as a girl easily" Em said. Not exactly want I wanted to hear from the girl I wanted to date, but hey I was about to sleep with her. I reached up and started to grab the clip, "No leave it in, it'll make Bri happy" Em said. Whatever I though. I followed Em to her room and climbed to the top bunk with her.

I laid down and she wrapped her arms around me. This was perfect I thought, well almost perfect and I nodded off to sleep. I had this vivid dream, I was in my dorm again. I was walking down to the shower, just like I did today. This time I had my clothes with me. I hopped in the shower, then got out. My clothes were now gone and in their place, just a pair of pink panties. I tried to exit the bathroom but I was locked in, I saw a note. Put on the panties to unlock the stalls and use the toilet to unlock the door. I slid on the panties. I headed over to the stalls and tried to pull down the front. I got electrocuted and was forced to sit down. The panties slid off and I started to urinate.

I woke up only to realize that everything was not only a dream. I realized that I had wet myself in my sleep and soaked the bed. I pulled Em's arms off of me and headed to the bathroom. She woke up, "Uh oh, are you ok?" she asked. I was surprised she wasn't mad. "Yeah I am fine, just sort of had an accident." "That's ok, go take a shower and I clean it up" she then turned on the lights, which caused Bri to wake up. Em explained what was going on and told Bri to go back to bed. I headed to the bathroom, embarrassed that Bri and Em both saw me in soaking wet PJs. I hopped in the shower, only to hear the door open. "Hey don't use all the hot water, I need to shower too." That's when I realized not only did I pee myself, but I peed on Em too; it amazed me how she wasn't mad.

I hurried up and grabbed a towel to dry off. On the toilet I noticed new clothes. I picked them up and put them on. First were the panties, they were from that package, but these were the pink ones with the cat, bows, and paw prints on them. No use trying to argue, I had now wet myself twice in 24 hours. Next I saw socks. I put them on.

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Finally, I saw what looked like a Hello Kitty dress. I put that on too.

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I opened the door, only to see Em and her mom talking in the kitchen. "Come over here" Em's mom said. Great, now I am in trouble I thought, could things get any worse?

"Hey, I know that what happened was an accident so don't worry about that; but we were just talking about tomorrow. Do you want to go to church with us?"

Confused, I confessed that I have never been to church before and that neither of my parents were religious. Em's mom asked about my family. I told her that my parents have a poor relationship and I don't get along with either of them. I moved as far away as I could for college and that I didn't ever want to go back. I continued to say that I stay at college over winter and summer break and that as strange as it was, today was first time that I was involved in what I thought a family would act like. That was way more than I wanted to tell her, but I was tired and wasn't thinking very well. And mentioning that I felt like part of a family was my biggest mistake.

"Well it's settled then, you will head to church with us tomorrow..."

I then thought about clothing arrangements, "Wait" I pleaded.

"I know that these have just been accidents but I want to make sure you don't have any when we are gone tomorrow. The only way to do that is to take you with us or forced you to leave while we are gone. I think that it'll be good to introduce structure to your life and get you to church. Im not trying to be mean but my daughter really likes you and I do too. It would be really special for both of us if you go."

I had no leverage to argue because I had wet myself twice in their home; and I know she is just trying to be nice, but I had to avoid it one last time. "I don't have anything to wear.."

"We will figure that out tomorrow, we have plenty clothes. You even admitted that you can pass as a girl. Now Em put on her old sheets on her bed and new blankets, so head to bed and she will be in after her shower."

With that, I headed back on top of the bunk bed and laid down. What had I gotten myself into? While trying to process all of these thoughts, I fell asleep.

"Time to wake up" I heard Bri say as she is pushing my shoulder. "I'm up" I respond. I look around, to see Bri running out the door. I look behind me and notice that Em is no longer behind me. I look down and unfortunately confirm what I expected: the events of yesterday were not part of a dream. The night gown I had on the night before had risen up all the way to my chest, so when I looked down, my pink panties were clearly visible. I pulled the rest of the covers off.

I climb down the ladder and pull my socks back up to knee length. My night gown drops back down to right above my knees. I walk towards the kitchen and noticed that everybody else was at the table already dressed up. I took my seat and had some eggs, bacon, sausage, and toast. Since it was so cold in here and the air was dry, I was parched. But due to the events of yesterday, I only had half of a glass of orange juice. It was 7:30 in the morning. After I finished my breakfast, Em's mom grabbed my arm and led me into the bathroom.

"Since you already took a shower a couple of hours ago, we will just get you dressed and do your hair and make-up."

"Make-up?!?" I asked.

"You don't have to do either, but I figured if you were going to wear girl clothes in public, I figured you would want to pass as a girl." I reluctantly agreed. First put these on, she said as she handed me clothes. I expected her to leave the bathroom, but she didn't. I slid the night gown over my head. Next I pulled off my panties, on the way down sliding off my socks too.

"Now it is up to you, but since you are wearing a dress and tights, you might want to shave your legs so your hair doesn't show through."

I really did not want to be found out and I normally wear pants anyways, I agreed. I was not about to be recognized. Em's mom started to run the water of the bath and grabbed a new razor and shaving cream. She first shaved my face for me, which was weird, but she did a good job and I did not want facial hair. Next she moved down to my legs. I expected her to only to the bottom part, but boy was a wrong. She applied the cream to every inch of my lower body, and I do mean every inch.

Since she was handling everything down there, nature took its course and blood rushed to places I didn't want it to. Instead of telling her to stop, I instinctively apologized. She continued and told me it wasn't a problem and she knew I couldn't help it. She then asked if I wanted to shave my chest so no hair pops out if the dress falls. Once again, I agreed not wanting any slip ups. So she saved not only my chest, but also my back and stomach. I now stood unclothed and hairless everywhere except my hair and my arms. I asked about my arms, but she claimed that many girls had hair on their arms. But she did shave my armpits. Next she told me to get dressed.

I unrolled the panties that she gave me. These were the blue ones in the package, with ariel and seashells on them. While I was pulling them up, I noticed my toes were still painted pink.

"I'm just curious, how do those feel?" Em's mom asked.

"They are definitely tighter than my boxers" I joked, trying to make light out of an awkward situation.

"I noticed they keep everything tucked away, it looks like they fit well." she said.

"Yeah I guess" I responded. I didn't want to tell her the truth. I didn't want to tell myself the truth. These actually felt great. They were really thin and the cotton was really soft, it also prevented the bouncing that my boxers allowed. I actually preferred these in comfort, but hated the design and gender they were made for.

I continued to dress, picking up the tights

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I pulled them up all the way up past my underwear. I didn't see any other clothes, until Em came in holding a dress. "I ironed it," she said, here put it on.

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I looked at it and had no idea what to do. I started to slide it over my head, but realized that there were shorts sewn into the dress.

"Em had troubles keeping her dress down, so we had to do that to all of her dresses. We had a tailor add a zipper in the back." She took the dress and unzipped the zipper all the way down the shirt part and to the dress part. She had me step into the dress, one leg at a time and pulled it up. I placed my arms in the sleeves and she zipped up the back. She then went and got a stool and placed it in the bathroom.

I sat down and faced the mirror. Em's mom stepped behind and started to do my hair, like Bri did last night. First she grabbed what she called a straightener and used it on my hair. Then she combed over the bangs and clipped them with a black hair clip. The used hair spray and other items and after a few minutes put everything down. I didn't even recognize myself. Next she turned me around and told me to close my eyes. She then painted them with what she called eye shadow. Next she used a tool to make my eyelashes look bigger. After that she added make up to my cheeks and forehead. Finally, she told me to pretend like I was kissing Em and put lipstick on me. Before I had a chance to look at myself, she brought me to the living room.

When I got there, Em and Bri were sitting there, ready to go. "Look at you" they said, "how beautiful". I saw my reflection in the window, well I saw a reflection in the window but looking back at me was definitely a girl. I was convinced that nobody would recognize me so I became less stressed about going out. Em came over, hugged me, then yelled "Selfie", her camera snapped. "Let me see" I said. What I saw was two girls taking a selfie.

"Let's get down to business" Em's mom said. "I am going to have to introduce you, what should we call you?." Without hesitation, I said "Sarah". I don't know what came over me, or why I chose this but I decided to roll with it. Alright Sarah, girls lets get in the car. I was told to put on a pair of Mary Janes, I complied. I followed the girls outside, when the door opened, a gust of wind hit my legs. I felt it all the way up my dress; it kind of felt good, but I wasn't going to tell anybody that. I got in the back seat with Bri and we headed to church.

After about a 10 minute drive, we pulled up to the building. The girls and I got out of the car. We were greeted at the door, "Hello girls, who is your friend?" the man asked. "Sarah" I said in a quiet, high pitched voice, not trying to give away my manliness. We continued down a hallway to a table. "Hey Bri" the lady at the table said, "nice to see you brought a friend, how old is she?" "20" I responded. The lady laughed hysterically and handed a paper to Em's mom. Fill this out and she can come it too the lady said. Em's mom pulled us to the side. She didn't even think about Sunday school. She said that since I was dressed like a little girl, people wouldn't think I was 20 and that since I was the same height as Bri, everyone though I was her friend instead of Em's. She said that mass was out of the question and said I had to go to Sunday school instead. She said that if I said I was Bri's age I could at least hang out with her and proceeded to fill out the health form.

I couldn't believe I came and couldn't even spend time with Em, at worse, had to go to class with a bunch of kids. We headed back to the table and turned in the form. I was given a nametag with my "name" on it and it was covered in hearts and flowers. I was separated from Em and her mom and taken to a class room. I saw Bri sitting in the back of the class and I sat by her. For the next 45 minutes, I attended a class led by a teacher who looked like she was still in high school. We wrote letters to our parents and then made a craft. While it was child level work, it was work that I hadn't done in a while and actually had fun. That was, until I had to go to the bathroom really bad. I raised my hand and asked to go to the bathroom. The teacher said sure and asked Bri to go with me to show me where it was.

I could not believe I had to ask somebody younger than me if I could go to the bathroom, then have somebody way younger than me walk me there. When we got there, I felt my stomach churning. We had to wait for somebody to exit the bathroom then I went in. I told Bri to stay outside as it would still be weird for her to come in, since we were not the same age. I was about to explode, so I hurried to take my dress off; except, I couldn't reach the zipper. I felt something coming, so I waddled back over to the door and opened it. I couldn't see Bri anywhere. I called out to her, slowly waddling down the hall way. I ran into her at the drinking fountain and asked her to unzip me. She did and I thanked her. I had to hurry up back to the bathroom but couldn't run, because I felt something start to come out. If I were to stand up straight, I would close the exit and cut off what was trying to come out, therefore messing myself. I got back into the restroom, and dropped the dress to the floor. I started to take the tights off, when things started to come out of the back end. I was messing myself, I sat down quickly and tried to pull of the panties, attempting to contain the mess without wetting anywhere; but that was to no avail. I successfully prevented my tights and dress from getting wet, but not my panties.

As I sat on the toilet with my soaked and full undies around my waist, I completely took off my tights and dress. I threw them in the corner and plotted on what to do next. Then I heard a knock on the door. "Are you almost done?" it was Bri. She was my only hope. I stood up, cracked the door open and poked my head out. I told her my situation. This has been the most embarrassing thing up to date. Instead of laughing, she told me she had an idea and told me to hang tight. She ran off and I shut the door. I headed back to the toilet and emptied the back of my undies into the potty. I then took off my underwear completely, wrapped them in paper towel and threw them away. After doing that, there was another knock.

"It's me" Bri said. I poked my head out again. "I know that it isn't the best option, but it's the only thing I could think of." She handed me something. "I went into the younger class and told her I needed a glue stick, when she was getting one, I snuck out one of these.

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It was a pull-up. Realizing I had no other option, I shut the door in defeat. I opened it up, put my legs through it, and pulled it up. Believe it or not, it fit. I started to walk to the corner where "my" clothes were, and I heard the taunting crinkle. Quickly, I put on the tights and dress and walked back to the door. The tights and dress compressed the sound a little bit, but if you listened close enough, you can hear it. I opened the door and met Bri.

"So is it on?" she asked, squeezing the back of me. "Awesome" she said. We walked back to the class, every step the crinkle seemed louder and louder. We entered the class, "Are you girls alright?" the "teacher" asked. "Yeah, I had to go too" Bri covered for me. The next 10 minutes were uneventful. The parents started to come and finally Em and her mom came to pick us up.

The teacher made us give our caretaker hugs when the got there. First Em's mom gave me one, then Em. Em whispered, "hey sexy" in my ear and reached to grab my butt. Normally, this would be good and I was honestly shocked that after all that she has seen, she still finds me attractive; but her grabbing my butt may have hurt my case. "What is that?" she whispered. I told her I would tell her later and we went to the car.

When we got to the car, she instantly asked what I was wearing. I told her the story and how Bri saved me. They told me that it was ok and made sure I was feeling ok. They said that it was another accident and it was my clothes fault. When I was growing up, if I had an accident, I was whipped. Now I have had three in 24 hours, and this family has been so understanding. I was glad I met these people, even under the current circumstance.

We got back to their house and the first thing I did was ask about my clothes. Em's mom said that the neighbors were throwing a block party so she would go over there and get my clothes. But she continued saying that at church this morning they told her that Bri's friend should come and that her, Em, and Bri would love to spend more time with me. The only issue is that Bri's friend is a girl and I would have to stay dressed up. I really enjoyed spending time with this family, so I agreed.

They were excited, the excitement continued as the girls got dressed for the party. Em said that she would pick my clothes and later returned with the following outfit, including white and blue Cinderella underwear from nana's gift to Bri.

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I put the clothes on; only later to realize that it was like I was putting on another outfit, it was no longer a battle with myself. After we had all gotten ready, Em handed me a pair of pink crocs and we were off to the block party.