Mimis struggle – Chapter Four
After dinner was finished, both girls were asked if they would help with cleaning up. Mimi just wanted to go back to her room and be alone for a while, but she knew better than to refuse her mother. As usual Ally was more than happy to help, so the girls quickly got into their usual routine where Ally washed the dishes and Mimi would dry. At least one of the perks of being the older sister meant that Mimi could elect to do whichever chore she wanted, and she always chose to dry up. Drying was quicker, easier, and having her hands in warm water made her need to pee… There wasn’t a lot to wash after one meal so the girls only worked for a few minutes, maintaining an uneasy silence broken only by the passing of dishes. It wasn’t until they were practically done that one of the girls decided to speak.
“Mimi…” Ally began. Mimi was startled at first but then proceeded to just ignore her sister. After a while of no response Ally returned to her dishes, but she wasn’t going to give up.
“I’m sorry that you wet your…” Mimi shot Ally a serious glance that made her pause.
“…diapers.” Ally continued, not dissuaded. Mimi tried once again to ignore her.
“And I’m sorry you got changed in the kitchen.”
“I don’t want to talk about it.” Mimi snapped, still focusing on her drying up. Unfortunately, drying meant that she wouldn’t be finished until Ally was finished washing so she couldn’t just walk off, and Ally could take as long as she wanted. Fortunately Ally didn’t say anymore which did make Mimi feel a little bit bad for snapping at her. Still, she just wanted to be on her own and forget about everything that had happened, like she always did.
Mimi felt that Ally was going particularly slowly now, to the point where she was consistently waiting for the next item to be washed before she could dry it. She also thought that Ally looked a little bit sad.
“I’m sorry I was rude.” Mimi finally managed.
“Its o.k.” Ally replied. “I’ve seen your butt before.”
“That’s not what I meant…”
“I know, I was only kidding.” Ally giggled which in turn made Mimi crack a smile. Before either of them knew it, they were hugging. Mimi ruffled Ally’s hair a little bit; her right as older sister, and Ally pouted; her right as younger sister. The embrace only lasted a moment, and soon they were finishing the dishes, allowing Mimi her much needed chance at being alone.
Feeling at least a little bit better, Mimi’s evening quickly brightened up. The homework that’d she’d been dreading and had put off until the last moment was actually very easy, and she was proving pretty popular over instant messenger. Her diaper was still dry by bed time, and her mom even decided to ask Mimi if she needed a change when it came to her nightly diaper check. She assumed that her mom might have been feeling sorry for her, though it was just as likely that she simply didn’t want another tantrum that evening. The next day started out just as good too, with the morning diaper check revealing another dry night, which meant that Mimi didn’t have to do the walk of shame in a soggy diaper to breakfast. Her father was around as usual, presumably having come in late the night before but at least this morning he was able to eat breakfast with his family.
“Did you sleep o.k princess?” he asked out of awkwardness more than anything else. But at least Mimi knew that with her dad there were no hidden connotations behind his question.
“Sure dad, I guess I slept o.k.” And with that the breakfast conversation ended.
As usual Mimi and Ally set off for school, but this time there was no rush so Mimi leisurely wandered in the hope that Ally would get fed up of waiting for her and go on ahead. Much to her surprise it worked, and soon she found herself walking alone. She preferred it that way; it gave her time to think straight.
“Hi Mimi!” A voice came piercing out of the blue to ruin her private moment, along with a pair of hands that clamped on to her shoulders from behind almost causing her to wet her pull-up. She spun around in fright but then relaxed as she saw who it was.
“Geeze, you scared the life out of me! Don’t do that Kitty…”
“Sorry scaredy-pants, but consider it getting you back in advance.”
“Getting me back for what?”
“For calling me Kitty! You know I don’t like that stupid name.”
“Hehe, sorry Cat. But I told you its too late now…”
Catherine was one of Mimi’s friends, possibly her best friend since she didn’t have that many. She preferred to be called Cat, but for some reason her group of friends had taken to calling her Kitty, much to Catherine’s distress. Mimi tried her hardest to conceal her secret from her friends, but if any of them already knew then it would be Cat. She was a very touchy-feely kind of person, always hugging and tugging and generally being nosey whenever she had the chance. While Mimi felt thoroughly warmed by Cat’s affections, she was also a little paranoid for obvious reasons, though not so much anymore. Slowly Mimi’s guard had been lowered to the point where she wasn’t sure if Cat actually knew about her secret or not. She figured that either she already knew and just didn’t say anything, or that if she hadn’t found out by know she probably wouldn’t ever. Even so, Mimi hadn’t attended a sleep over in a very long time, to the point where she didn’t need to make excuses anymore because she rarely got invited. She knew in her heart that this was partly the reason for her lack of friends; she remembered forming the tightest bonds at sleepovers when she was younger. Still, Mimi did try and find time to socialise with her friends whenever she could.
“So are you still coming to the movies with us after school?” Catherine asked.
“Oh right, I totally forgot that was today. Um…” Mimi knew that she couldn’t just go without telling her mom first, if she did she’d sure be in trouble. She had meant to ask her days ago if it was o.k but it slipped her mind. Ah well, she could always call her at lunch and ask.
“I’m sure I’ll be able to make it, count me in then.” Mimi concluded just as they arrived at the school gates.
Well lunch time came and went, and true to form Mimi completely forgot to phone her mother. Forgetting was something that Mimi did better than anything, in all forms and meanings, so it was no surprise that her habit of a lifetime was not in jeopardy. And no memory/attention lapse would be complete with out the ever familiar all-too-late realisation that followed, such as “damn, I forgot to add the powder before I turned on the washing machine”, and “Oh, I was supposed to record that program I’ve just finished watching”, and of course the obvious “Ooops, I’ve just wet my diaper…”
In this instance, the realisation that Mimi had missed her opportunity to phone her mother hit her just as the lunch bell rang for the second time, allowing Mimi to lament her situation right through last period. She really wanted to go out with her friends, and the more she thought about it the more she was convinced that she should call her mother right after school. It was a risky chance but Mimi couldn’t see why her mother would mind, save for the fact that she might want a bit of warning. Oh well, there was no use trying to change what couldn’t be undone, and after a gruellingly uninteresting final subject Mimi had made her decision. Her mother would just have to deal with it, and if she had a problem then she could have it out when they saw each other later on.
As it turned out, Mimi did not need to call her mother after school, nor did she have to wait until after she got home to discuss it. As she left the main school doors with her friends, Mimi immediately caught sight of Ally and her mother waiting by their car. Her mother waved.
“Oh god, how could I have forgotten?!” Mimi exclaimed, experiencing another trademark all-too-late revelation; this one being a particularly text book example.
“What’s up Mimi?” Cat asked.
“My mom totally arranged for us to go shopping right after school!”
“Oh Mimi, what are you like?”
“I know. I’m sorry guys, looks like I got other plans after all.”
“Cant you just miss out? I’m sure your mom won’t mind if you wanna come to the movies with us.”
“It’s not that easy; we’re supposed to be shopping for my dad’s birthday.”
“Oh. Bummer…”
“Yeah, I guess I really owe it to them to go. Sorry Kitty.”
“Don’t worry about it, there’s nothing great on anyway.”
By now Ally and her mother had spotted Mimi and were waving over to her.
“I better get going. See you all later.”
“See you later Mimi, have fun shopping.”
Mimi was not happy about having to leave her friends, but she knew she wouldn’t have been able to get out of going shopping with her family, and she had promised that she would. Still, at least this fact wasn’t the only thing making Mimi unhappy… Right at that moment she became suddenly aware of her fourth attention lapse of the day, and this one was the most obvious kind…
“Hi honey, how was your day?” her mother inquired.
“Oh you know; just normal and stuff…”
“Ready to hit the mall?” Ally said excitedly
“O.k girls, you know why we’re going. Your father won’t be back until later this evening so we agreed to do this shopping today. Now jump in the car.”
Ally was quick to call shotgun and dive into the front seat. Meanwhile Mimi, being in no way able to change, had no choice but to slink into the back seat quietly, her wet pull-up reminding her of its presence as she sat down. Oh well, she would just have to put up with it until she could find a bathroom in the mall to change.
Mimi was actually a little nervous about the whole shopping experience, since it being nearly her dad’s birthday meant it wasn’t long until her own. They were only a few weeks apart and last year her mom was secretly looking for presents for her too, which she only realised later when it suddenly became obvious that her mother had brought her along to fish for hints. So this year Mimi hoped that they were here solely for her father, and if not then she was determined to give out as few hints as possible since she really didn’t like attention.
The drive to the mall was carbon-footprint sickeningly short, so it was not long before Mimi saw the towering structure and expansive car park coming into view. Much to her frustration, her mom parked the car right near the back so they would have to walk a fair way to reach the shops (and probably get lost trying to find the car again). She wasn’t lazy as such, but it annoyed her when they could just as easily drive right up to the doors! The pulling of the handbrake and the engine turning off confirmed the long walk ahead, prompting those present to get out of the car. It was a little bit windy but otherwise mild, Mimi started to walk towards the mall; she just wanted to change.
She got her wish.
“Mom, w-what are you doing?” she said as her mother took her by the hand and started leading her back to the car. They stopped by the door.
“Mom…” but it was too late, the skirt was down and the pull-up was checked. Mimi just stood still, paralysed with shock and embarrassment.
“Mom! Stop it!” She finally managed, grabbing her skirt and wrenching it up.
“Did someone have a little accident at school?”
“I was going inside to change…”
“Its o.k Mimi, lets get you sorted out.” Uh-oh, there was that not-listening voice again.
“I can change my own pull-up mom, once we get inside.” Mimi was starting to become frustrated at her mothers lack of attention. Frustrated and confused.
“What are you doing?!” she protested as her mom opened the rear car door and started clearing the back seat.
“Lie down dear.”
“You can’t be serious? Mom?”
“Now Mimi, we’ve done this before. There is plenty of room on the backseat.”
“N-no! I mean we’re out shopping, people are about!”
“There’s no need to be awkward hun, no one will care.”
“But I can change in the bathroom, I don’t need a…”
“Its alright dear, I’m here to change you if you need it so you’ll be safer in a diaper. Now lie down sweetie.” By now she had a diaper in her hand and was waving it around as she spoke.
“Please mom!” Mimi pleaded close to tears, “Not here… I’ll be good.”
“You’re wet.” Her mother said matter-of-factly, “You can’t change your own diapers…”
“But I can!” Mimi protested. Her mother glared at her for the interruption; she meant it like you would say “You can’t wear those filthy shoes” or, “You can’t go out in the rain.” She did not care if Mimi thought she could change herself or not, as a caring mother she couldn’t let her.
“You can not change your own diapers so I let you wear pull-ups to school, but now that I am here you need your diapers on, you know that honey.” With a little gentle pressure Mimi sank back onto the car seat.
“Please…” she whimpered, “it’s not fair…” but by now her mother was not paying attention and was already pulling off her skirt. Mimi laid back and stared straight up at the car roof, folding her arms over her face while her mother got on with things at the other end.
The End of Mimis Struggle – Chapter Four.
If you want to read more stories about ABDL girls you can find a list here: Diaper Girls – Index