Uh, hi! So this has nothing to do with Dream (obviously) and is based on an old Wattpad story with a similar name. Also, due to me having more experience writing in a playscript style, the dialogue may not be formatted to usual standards. Enjoy (:
Sarah woke up at eight to the incessant bleeping of her alarm. She groaned as she turned off her stupid clock. “Ay Sarah, I know we’ve been friends for a few years, but like, that alarm is bloody annoying. It might be a deal-breaker.” Her best friend, Melanie Hughes, exclaimed. Sarah bashed her camp bed dwelling friend on the head with a pillow. “Shut it you! Anyway, about the roadtrip we’re going on tommorow…” She said, “Does your Mum have to come as well? Like, I get that we’re only 13 and 14, but I could sooo drive to like… New York or some shit.” She joked, only to receive her pillow in the face.
The duo were soon to go on a road trip with Melanie’s Mother, and due to their early start, they’d stayed at Melanie’s house, on the terms that Sarah got the bed and could have her alarm clock on the bedside table. Either way, it was fun, and they had wrappers to clear up.
Soon the two girls were in their daytime clothes, bags backed and ready to get going. And it was still only six thirty! “You two’re gonna be well behaved I assume?” Melanie’s mom teased. The girls nodded and walked outside into the motorhome. Sarah saw a bottle of weird looking medication poking out of Mrs Hughe’s bag. “What’s that stuff?” Sarah asked. “Ah, glad you asked! They’re my vitamins! I’ve taken them since I was a kid! Glad to see the youth of today interested in us elderly folks!” She exclaimed excitedly. Was everything exciting for a 48 year old? “Ey, how about you try them?” She asked. “Sure Miss!” Sarah said as Melanie threw the vitamins to her best friend.
Soon, the trio were strapped in, Melanie and her mother in the front seats, Sarah sat on the sofa with an added seatbelt. “Right, do we have everything?” Melanie’s Mother asked. The two teens responded with a resounding ‘no’.
It was around half an hour into the journey when Sarah felt her stomach churn and realised she needed the bathroom. “Hey Mrs Hughes, I need the bathroom!” She said, urgency clear in her voice. Why couldn’t she go to the bathroom? Their motorhome had no bathroom. Hence why the Hughes managed to afford it in the first place. “Ah… I thought this might happen. Are you okay with doing a cheeky bush wee if we pulled over?” She asked the girl. Sarah blushed. “Uh, no. Sorry, it’s just a little weird and there are cars going past and…” Melanie’s mom nodded. “I understand, my little melon’s the same.” She told Sarah. “Wait, you call your daughter your ‘little melon?’” she asked, getting sidetracked. Melanie’s blush told her all she needed to know.
Sarah soon realised that they were swerving off of the motorway and into a lay-by. “Why did we stop?” Sarah asked. Melanie’s mom took off her seatbelt and walked over. "Me and Melanie used to have this little rule that it wasn’t an accident if it was in a travel diaper. While it’s been around… Gosh, a decade or so since we’ve needed that rule… Anyway, the point still stands. Sarah blushed. “I… Alright…” She responded. “Perfect dear. Now, could you take off your seatbelt, pants and panties, I’ll explain the rule in full. Sarah nodded and began doing as asked. Melanie and her mother had been her naked before, it was still embarrassing though. She looked over at Melanie who smiled encouragingly back at her. Melanie was so nice. Soon, her panties were off and she was diapered. It was so fluffy, like a cloud, and entirely noticable. Shit. “Isn’t this a little large if I’m only using it once?” She asked. “Well sweetie, due to this stop, we can only stop about once every four hours or so. We won’t be able to change you that quick so…” Sarah looked up at her with embarrassment. She felt her floodgates open, her pee flood out, turning the diaper yellow in seconds. And that wasn’t all. For the first time in years, Sarah had shit herself. She felt tears stream down her face and Mrs Hughes cuddle her like she was a baby. Calm down little one! Now, how about you sit upfront with me, Melanie, you can sit on the table because of Sarah’s not accident.” Sarah wanted to protest, but she was too tired. This was exhausting. “Listen Sarah, if feel like you might have an accident, it’s better to let it out, so you don’t hurt yourself and whatnot.” Sarah nodded and strapped herself in, soon letting sleep take her over.
This is only 821 words. The other chapters WILL be much longer.