On The Road Again - Chapter 18

When Isla and Jill arrived downstairs in their sweatpants and hoodies, they saw Heather waiting by herself. She looked up from her phone to see the two girls walking down and waved at them.

“Ready?” Heather asked.

“Yep! Where’s Ken?” Isla asked.

“She’s waiting in the car,” Heather explained. “After having to pay for wetting the bed, she was so embarrassed that she couldn’t stand around the front desk anymore!”

The trio chuckled.

“Shall we?” Jill asked.

“Yeah, just turn in your key cards, and we’ll be good to go!” Heather explained. Isla had the cards, so she pulled them from her bag and walked them over to the front desk. Jill looked at Isla’s butt as she walked and smirked, recognizing the extra bulk. It was hard to tell if you weren’t looking for it, but now that she was, she could see it and didn’t want to stop staring.

Isla approached the front desk, and behind it, she could see the same staff member who had previously outfitted her bedroom. They made eye contact, and Isla blushed but smiled. They smiled back, nodded, and disappeared into the back room.

“Just checking out?” The cashier at the front asked.

“Uh, yes,” Isla shook off her embarrassment and handed her cards to the lady.

“Thanks!” The cashier said once the cards were in her hand. Isla nodded and regrouped with Jill and Heather. The group walked right out the front doors to Kennedy’s car. Kennedy was in the driver’s seat, looking straight ahead and wearing her sunglasses.

“Either of you want the front?” Heather asked Jill and Isla.

“No, that’s fine,” Jill replied, already heading to the back.

“All yours,” Isla added. Heather opened the front seat door and hopped in.

“You okay to drive?” Heather asked Kennedy as she sat down.

“Yes. I’m fine.”

“Well, at least if you’re driving, you won’t fall asleep; I don’t think we need another accident on this road trip,” Heather joked.

“Ha. Ha.” Kennedy replied snarkily, then once Isla and Jill were settled in with their seatbelts on, she took off.

“So what’s the plan then, Ken?” Jill asked.

“Drive straight to the next spot, maybe get a coffee or some lunch near the hotel. There’s some shopping in the downtown area, but mostly we were going there because it’s only a 20-minute drive out of town to the carnival,” Kennedy replied.

“I take it you have dinner planned out?” Isla asked.

“Yes, and don’t worry, it’s not sushi. I booked us at this pub. Bar food and stuff. Looked good!”

“Sounds good,” Isla replied.

“You want to drink tonight Ken? I can drive to and from the carnival,” Heather offered.

“I think I did enough drinking last night to last me. Thanks though,” Kennedy replied.

“Two hours to the next hotel, right?” Jill asked.

“Yep!”

Jill nodded, then started digging into her backpack. She pulled out her water bottle, a massive 2L metallic bottle. As she was unscrewing the lid, she looked over to Isla, who was watching along. Jill lifted the bottle to her lips while maintaining eye contact with Isla and chugged back gulp after gulp of water. Isla raised an eyebrow, knowing now that Jill would do whatever it takes to max out her diaper without it leaking.

In response, Isla dug through her back and pulled out her own water bottle. It was slightly smaller than Jill’s but bright pink and full to the brim. She popped off the lid and began to suck back her water while staring Jill down. Jill accepted the challenge and continued drinking. The pair stared each other down as they chugged back, gulp after gulp of their water until finally, their bottles were empty.

Jill smirked at Isla as she put her bottle back in her bag before looking out the window. Isla returned her bottle to her bag and did the same. She was smugly satisfied until she remembered that she hadn’t peed this morning. Suddenly, the need to pee swelled in her bladder. Isla’s eyes widened, and she turned over to look at Jill. Jill caught the motion in her peripheral vision and met Isla’s glace. With a few looks, Jill knew that Isla was getting desperate already, and she didn’t even need to say a word.

Jill bit her lip and smiled at Isla, watching her. Isla knew she probably could’ve held for longer, but she knew what Jill wanted. Isla locked eyes with Jill and spread her legs slowly. Jill’s eyes glanced down at Isla’s spreading crotch, and she licked her lips.

Isla placed her hand in her spread crotch, closed her eyes, and relaxed her bladder. Within seconds, warm piss was spreading inside her pants. Isla exhaled as she felt the warmth saturated the dry padding, and Jill let out a sharp breath as she witnessed Isla’s “accident.”

“How do people bike along the highway? I’d be terrified,” Heather commented, breaking Isla and Jill out of their moment.

“I think you’d be terrified to ride a bike in general,” Kennedy replied.

“What? No! What the hell does that mean?” Heather snapped back. Kennedy laughed.

“Do you even know how to ride a bike?”

“Yes, I know how to ride a bike.”

“I have never seen you ride a bike.”

“Well I don’t currently have a bike.”

“I rest my case.”

“Do you have a bike?”

“Yes.”

“What do you want me to ride your bike to prove I can do it?”

“Maybe.”

“Fine. But what I meant was I would be terrified to be hit by a speeding car, duh!”

Isla and Jill laughed at the argument as they came back to reality. Isla pressed her legs back together, feeling the added bulk that her accident had given her. She knew from the feeling though, that the diaper was not yet near full enough to win their competition, but with the amount of water flowing through her system right now, she was confident she would get there…and possibly more.