the idea of someone noticing the fact that your are diapered before arriving at Obaasan seem awful so you opt for the extremely discreet pull ups.
you immediately head back home and put one on, they dont seem bad at all they seem almost like regular underwear, just a little thicker.
In what seems like no time at all your cab arrives and takes you to the space port. You head in and make it through security with no problems but you realize after the fact that you dident bring any extra pullups in your carry on....
"oh well, I can still use the bathroom here and on the ship so i doubt ill need the diaper at all" you think to your self
there is still three whole hours left to kill before the flight and you are feeling a little nervous about the whole situation so you decide to head to one of the space ports bars for a drink or two. You take a seat at the bar and order a beer, drink it down and find yourself still feeling nervous so you order another beer to calm your nerves. The beer is cool, it tastes great and you find yourself feeling a little better, but there is still time to kill so another beer it is. After that third beer you are starting to feel pretty darn good, not even thinking about the fact that you will be spending your college years in diapers. you are feeling so good you order another beer, and another and another. After downing that sixth beer you hear the the last call for your flight, while you were busy getting a bit drunk you must have missed the first few calls.
you rush to your ship and just barely make it on in time. You then make your way to your seat and realize that you have to pee, badly, beer tends to have that effect you try to go to the bathroom but you are immediately told by a flight attendant to take your seat as the ship is about to depart. So you make your way to your seat and strap yourself in for the launch.
"Hello" you hear from the seat next to you
you look over a the the seat next to you as see an absolutely beautiful blonde girl roughly about your age, she is everything you could dream of in girl, gorgeous flowing blonde hair, the face of angel, and breasts so large that in your drunk state begin staring at them.
"Hello" you hear her say again
you snap out of you daze and manage a weak
"H-hi"
the girl giggles a bit at your nervousness and says
"My name is Jessica im about to start school at Obaasan University, what are you going to Obassan for?"
its become difficult to concentrate because you have to pee sooooo bad but you are strapped in and and cant get up which leaves you with a decision to make....
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