Mimis struggle – Chapter Five
Mimi tried to remain limp and unresponsive as she was being changed, as though denying to herself that she were really there. Sadly this only resulted in the change taking even longer than it should have, as her mother struggled to diaper a full grown teenager as though she were a baby. People walking past stopped to look as human nature dictated, but the looks soon turned to stares as they realised what was going on. Only when they thought they might be seen did they carry on about their business. Ally did nothing to discourage these intrusions of course, trying not to notice anyone who walked past in case they were scared off.
The long trek to the mall entrance from the parking could not have been long enough for Mimi, who couldn’t stop her face from being bright red or feeling like her butt was sticking out. Shortly after being changed she had been made to stand outside of the car with her diaper showing while her mom messed around with her skirt.
“Hurry up mom!” She had squealed.
“Stop being so awkward Mimi. If you just stopped fidgeting I’d be able to get it on.”
“I’m not fidgeting; its cold and I’m trying to hurry…”
“Move your hands out of the way Mimi! I can’t get your skirt up!” At this point her mother tried to move Mimi’s hands from covering her diaper, dropping the skirt in the process and returning them to square one.
“Let go of my hands mom, people can see…”
“Fine! If you’re going to be like that you can stay in your diaper!” And with that her mother yanked the skirt away and threw it onto the front car seat, slamming the door in the process.
“Nooo! Mom, give me it back…” Mimi immediately pursued in an attempt to reclaim her skirt, but having locked the door her mother just stood back and watched as Mimi struggled with the door handle, bringing attention to her protruding diapered butt. After a while she gave in and just stood stamping her feet in frustration.
“Now are you going to calm down and stop being immature or do I have to leave you here until we’re done shopping?”
“Please mom… its cold…”
“Then stand still and let me put your skirt on.”
After what had seemed like an eternity of embarrassment, Mimi found herself in the bright red state of travelling to the mall. The worst part for her was that while she had been waddling about in just a diaper, many of the people who had seen her were also on route to the mall… Mimi did not want to face the prospect of bumping into them again. In truth she wanted nothing more than to go home or even wait in the car but considering that her mom now had a firm hold on her hand, Mimi’s options were limited to being dragged along.
Shop after shop, isle after isle, it soon became evident that they were not just out looking for a gift for their father, and as far as Mimi could tell there were no interests of hers there either. Instead her mother seemed to be sating her own shopping lust and dragging Mimi along in the process: Ally having been allowed to wander off on her own. After a good two hours of seemingly selfish pursuit and queues, Mimi felt the need to remind her mother what they were really there for. After all, the mall would not be open all night.
“Mom, when are we gonna look for dad’s birthday present?”
“Oh I am dear…” Her mother replied, holding a dress against herself.
“But I don’t think dad would want a dress, a face pack or a pair of high heeled shoes.” In truth these were merely the “gifts” that had been bought so far – they were in no way representative of the total number of various women orientated shops that they had hurried through.
“I’ve been looking all the time Mimi; you just haven’t been paying attention.”
Even though her mother wouldn’t admit it, Mimi knew she was right. A quick look at her watch and the dress was back on the stand and they were out of the shop, allowing Mimi a moral victory. The victory was short lived however, as her mother headed straight for the nearest men’s wear shop and grabbed a seemingly random item before striding towards the counter to pay. Mimi didn’t know whether her mother couldn’t be bothered to search for a better gift, or if she had already picked it out earlier and was just stringing Mimi along. She hopped it was the latter, because even though it was totally unfair to her, the former was more unfair to her father. She didn’t believe that her mother would intentionally neglect him just to go shopping for herself, especially on his birthday.
It was getting to that time in the mall where everyone knew the shops were close to shutting, so the queues to pay were at their longest as everyone hurried to purchase their items in time. Two issues were pressing on Mimi’s mind. The first was that the silk shirt and tie set that was to be her fathers present was actually exquisite, which made her a bit happier about the whole situation – even though it meant her mother could easily have come and bought it without her. The second issue was a little more concerning. Mimi had the niggling suspicion that she needed the bathroom, and with the size of the queue she wanted to be safer than sorry.
“Mom…” She squeaked, tugging at her mother’s hand that was still firmly holding hers.
“What is it Mimi? We need to join the line before it gets too long.”
“I think I um, need to go.” Both of them looked over to the store bathroom. The queue was almost as long as the line to the checkout. Mimi added a “sorry.”
“Oh Mimi, can’t it wait? If we take any longer we’ll never reach the counter.”
“I can go on my own mom, then you can pay for dads present.”
“Mimi, you know I can’t let you go on your own.”
“But why? I do at home all the time…”
“What if you have trouble with your diaper? Or have an accident and need a change? At home its o.k but I won’t put you through that in a busy store.”
“I’ll be o.k mom, please…” Mimi had expected half as much. She was glad that she’d asked now and hadn’t waited; at least she could prepare herself for the worst.
“I’m sorry hun, but it’s important that we buy your fathers present now. Can you try and hold on?”
“I guess so.”
“Good girl. If your sister were here I could let her queue so that we could sort you out, but I don’t know where she has got to.” Mimi quickly scanned the room for Ally, but it was in vain. Her sister was probably in some dumb toy shop or something. In truth Mimi’s need wasn’t at all bad; she just hoped they wouldn’t be too long.
Fortunately Mimi and her mother were currently queuing in one of the larger stores so there were more checkouts, but the line was still slow, and they had already been there for ten minutes. At first her need for the bathroom had only been a niggling feeling, now after ten minutes she was definitely sure. She hoped that the queue would speed up a little, and she was confident that if it did she would be able to hold on.
Ten minutes later and the queue had anything but speeded up. They had made less progress than the first spell of waiting, and Mimi was suspected that there was at least one very awkward or greedy customer holding up the line. She was starting to think that it couldn’t wait.
“Mom, how much longer is it going to take?”
“I don’t know, I guess there must be a hold up.” It had been a bit of a superfluous question. How was her mother supposed to know how long the queue would be?
“I just really need to go…” She made an effort to keep her voice down.
“I’m sure it won’t be long now dear.” That did make Mimi feel at least a little bit better, and although it was an unfounded statement she figured that she just needed reassurance.
Another five minutes and Mimi was getting desperate. They were nearing the end of the line but that didn’t mean a lot in a queue this long, she knew it could not wait. She also knew that her mother was not about to take her to the bathroom this close to the checkout, even though the queue for the bathroom had all but disappeared – she would not want to lose her place. Mimi didn’t have a lot of options; she looked for Ally once more but found nothing, and her mother still had hold of her hand.
“Please mom, its taking too long… I really need the bathroom now.” She pleaded
“But we’re so close Mimi, cant you wait just that little bit longer?”
“No, I won’t make it… please mom, I can’t wait!”
“I’m really sorry hun, but there’s nothing I can do. You’ll just have to try and hold it.”
“I can’t mom, please let go! You won’t have to lose your place.”
“You know I won’t let you go on your own.”
“Please!” By now her voice had raised considerably which made her suddenly conscious that people were starting to look.
“Look Mimi,” her mother whispered, trying to dispel any previously gained attention “you’ve done well to hold it this long and I’m proud of you, but being wet is not such a big deal.”
Mimi had no choice but to come clean if she had any hope of making it to the bathroom.
“It’s not that mom…” she whispered.
“What’s not?”
“I um… don’t need to pee.”
“Oh…” Her mother thought for a moment now that the stakes were raised. She looked over towards the bathroom which now had no queue at all and seemed to be considering something. Mimi was ever more desperate but now a little more confident. After a brief pause her mother continued.
“I see… And it can’t wait?”
“No!” Mimi almost shouted before silencing herself.
“Well its o.k. Just use your diaper and I’ll change you when we get home.”
“What?! Nooo…” She whimpered. Mimi tugged as much as she could manage without drawing obvious attention to herself, which wasn’t an awful lot of force. Her mother held on calmly and told her to keep still and stop making a fuss.
Tears welled in Mimi’s eyes; she didn’t know what to do. Every movement, every nudge, every wobble made her situation more dire. She thought about pressing her hand to the back of her diaper, but that would only make it really obvious what she was doing. In her defence she was doing a good job of not looking obvious, since unlike needing to pee really bad, hopping about and squatting (the classic pee pee dance) would only make things worse, meaning her best bet was to remain upright and still.
Less than two minutes passed before Mimi’s situation hit critical point, two minutes that felt like two hours and two seconds all at once. She was losing. Her held-back tears turned into stifled crying as Mimi could only stand there, powerless to stop herself from losing control. As her diaper slowly began to fill she tried to remain rigid in a desperate attempt to delay the inevitable. In a small way it was working; Mimi figured that she might be able to regain control before she had completely pooped herself, ensuring at least some damage limitation. However, the person in front of them in the queue stepped forward at a very inopportune moment, prompting her mother to also step forward into the gap and in doing so pulling Mimi along with her. The unexpected jolt and loss of balance caused Mimi to lose whatever focus she had, filling the rest of her diaper in one sudden and unfortunate push. By the time she regained her balance a mere one step later, it was too late. There was nothing left to hold, she had already lost. The realisation made Mimi cry.
The End of Mimis Struggle – Chapter Five.
If you want to read more stories about ABDL girls you can find a list here: Diaper Girls – Index