wettingcaptions: Not long after her fall, Sam was contacted by the doctor. While there weren&r
wettingcaptions: Not long after her fall, Sam was contacted by the doctor. While there weren’t any broken bones, she had sprained her knee, and she needed to use crutches for at least a couple weeks. It was Sam’s first time using crutches, but the novelty wore off quickly. They were annoying and painful to use, but that wasn’t even the worst part. It was almost impossible for Sam to put on or take off her pants by herself. Normally her mother could help her in the morning, but it took about five minutes for her to do it herself. Samantha didn’t consider this much more than an annoyance at first, until the first day she wore pants to school. About an hour after lunch, Sam felt her bladder sending signals that couldn’t be ignored. After slowly hobbling her way to the bathroom on her crutches Sam was desperate to pee. Trying to balance on one leg, while unbuttoning her jeans, and pulling them down far enough to pee, all without bending one of her knees proved all but impossible. In the end, Sam simply collapsed onto the toilet and felt her pee pour through her panties and her half pulled down pants. After crying about the unfairness of it all, Sam called her new boyfriend to come rescue her. After a short while, and a brief stop at the nurse’s office to stock up on dry clothes, he appeared just outside the girl’s bathroom. After assuring him the coast was clear, he ducked into the bathroom and handed her the clothes he had brought over the top of the stall door. He quickly told her that ‘this was all they had’ before leaving the bathroom, not wanting to get caught in the girl’s bathroom. Worried by his tone, Sam gently unwrapped the bundle of clothes she had been given. A short white skirt, while it certainly wasn’t the height of fashion, there wasn’t anything ostensibly wrong with it. The new underwear was another story. Thick, crinkly, covered with cutesy designs, and extra absorbent; it was a diaper, or rather a pull-up, which was actually worse in this case. After struggling for several minutes, Sam had to admit defeat, she couldn’t pull her jeans down over the brace on her knee without significant pain. Gritting her teeth she called her boyfriend once more, and unlocked the stall door.Following her call he appeared once again, moments later. ‘Are you sure?’ he was still unsure of how to proceed, very much out of his element in the girl’s bathroom. After reassuring him, he entered the now cramped bathroom stall with her. If they didn’t hurry class would end and the bathroom would be filled with girls. With wide eyes, her boyfriend carefully slid her wet jeans off, over her injured leg. He was perfectly gentle, and he even turned around after just a couple of glances at her wet panties. Sam was feeling excited now, and a bit more bold. Are you going to help with the rest? Sam asked her boyfriend. He turned around, his eyes looking like they might pop out of his head. He gulped before nodding. Facing Sam, he helped her stand up from where she was sitting. Crouching down, he looked back up at Sam’s face, seemingly convinced she would change her mind any second. Sam just bit her lower lip and nodded. She felt him take hold of either side of her panties, and gently lower them. His hands didn’t linger too long, but his touch still sent shivers down Sam’s spine. Once her panties had cleared her injured knee, Sam gently lowered herself back onto the toilet using her boyfriend as a support. She raised her uninjured leg and let him pull her panties all the way off. Unsure of what to do with the stained undergarments, he simply set them on the floor and after hesitating for just a moment, picked up her new underwear, the pull-ups. Wait. At the word he froze and looked up at Sam’s face. He looked disappointed, but almost relieved, thinking they would go no further.“I need to wipe first.”Sam held out a small wad of toilet paper to her boyfriend. Classes had long since ended by the time the pair exited the bathroom.In the weeks that followed, Sam continued to wear pull-ups. More than once she was saved from another embarrassing accident due to her inability to take her pants off. When the time came that she could finally walk a bit on her leg, Sam decided to keep wearing the pull-ups, at least until her leg was fully healed. Sam was pleasantly surprised to find that her boyfriend didn’t mind at all, in fact, he seemed to enjoy when she was wearing them, or maybe he just liked grabbing her butt. Either one was fine with Sam. All credit to the source. I’ve found a new great tumblr to follow! -- source link