Claudia
& Ainsley
1.
“Consummating Friendship”
(f/f semi-cons)
written
by
Tara
Phoenix
.
| The two were
best friends. Claudia Thomas and Ainsley Babbish had met at the beginning
of the school year in French class. Neither of them liked the class
very much, but Claudia was good at it anyway, and so soon the two studying
with each other. This, of course, led to them being friends. The first
semester passed. Claudia got straight A’s and Ainsley managed mostly
C’s but with a B+ in French.
Claudia was a Sophomore. She was just recently sixteen years old, had shoulder length red hair and blue eyes. She was tall, especially for a girl her age and had a commanding presence. Ainsley was a Freshman at fourteen and a half years with long blonde hair and blue eyes. She was short as Claudia was tall and was mostly withdrawn in public, but not with Claudia. With Claudia, Ainsley was open and effluent on any and every subject, even domineering at times which would have surprised those who only knew them at a glance. It was nearing winter break when it happened. Claudia was driving the girls to her house. The excuse was to study, but with only a few days of school left until break, it was really just to enjoy each other’s company. Ainsley was discussing the unfairness of the school not allowing the Gay-Straight Alliance to be added to the roster of clubs. “The Mountain Bikers Club gets to make their announcements over the PA system and hang posters. They’re not a strictly academic program. Why shouldn’t a club that promotes tolerance be able to do the same?” Claudia did not respond. “Are you listening to me Claudia Kate Thomas?” Ainsley asked her friend sternly. Claudia gritted her teeth. She felt a pressure in her lower abdomen, making her grit her teeth. “I... I really have to pee, bad.” Ainsley giggled. Claudia griped the steering wheel tighter. “Oh shut up,” she muttered as they finally pulled into the driveway of her parents’ house. But as she killed the engine and started towards the door, she lost control. The warmth escaped her, spreading down her thighs. Her heart began to pound in her chest and she froze. She began to cry. But then Ainsley was there. She took her friend by the shoulders and physically steered her to the front door. “Come on babe,” Ainsley whispered. Fortunately, Claudia’s parents weren’t home yet. Ainsley ushered her older friend up the stairs and into the bathroom. Claudia was still crying. “Babe, don’t cry, it’s all right,” Ainsley tried to console her friend. “I just pissed my pants,” retorted Claudia, keeping her head down. Ainsley did not respond. Instead, she pushed down on her taller friend’s shoulders, Claudia did not resist, just did as she was made to. Soon she was lying on her back, having her shoes untied and removed, along with her socks. Then Ainsley unbuttoned Claudia’s jeans. Lifting her friend’s legs, she was able to pull the jeans off. She folded them and set them aside before peeling away the pee soaked panties. All the while, Ainsley spoke soothingly and by the time she had finished stripping her, Claudia’s tears had stopped. Taking a soft washcloth from the counter, Ainsley ran it under warm water until it was completely soaked and wrung it out. Then she knelt next Claudia and gently cleaned her up. Once clean, Ainsley helped Claudia to her feet and they went into Claudia’s room where Ainsley made her lie down again, this time on the bed, selected a pair of plain white panties out of the dress and slipped them over her friend’s legs. “Thank you Ainsley. That was so embarrassing and you... you were so nice. Thanks for understanding.” Ainsley just smiled. Two days later, it was Friday and the end of the school semester. Claudia was over at Ainsley’s place for the night, having arranged a sleep over. It was ten o’clock and the two of them were winding down, getting ready for bed. Ainsley was already in her nighty, sitting in bed and brushing her hair. Claudia was sitting in Ainsley’s chair, reading a book. The silence was companionable. It had always struck Ainsley how sometimes the true measure of friendship was how comfortable they were in silence. Suddenly, Claudia gasped. Ainsley looked up. “Something wrong?” But Claudia did not answer. Instead, she had her hand between her thighs, her eyes shut tight, tears leaking down her face. “Babe?” Ainsley came over and put a hand on Claudia’s shoulder. “Did you... did you wet yourself?” Claudia nodded. Ainsley took Claudia by the arm and hauled her to her feet. “Let’s go, hon,” she said. “I’m really sorry Ainsley,” cried Claudia softly. “I don’t...” “It’s okay, I’ll take care of you.” “I don’t have any extra clothes.” “That’s okay.” Into the bathroom they went with Claudia soon lying on her back, striped of all her clothing like a very small child. Ainsley disappeared for a few moments to put on a load of laundry but was soon back with baby wipes and baby powder. Claudia blushed. Once wiped down, Ainsley sprinkled the white powder over her friend’s thighs and crotch. Then they went back to Ainsley’s room where the blonde girl picked out a pair of pink cotton panties and her largest shirt, which only came down to Claudia’s waist. Now clad in dry, clean clothes, Ainsley got her tears under control. Together, the two girls got under the covers and cuddled. “Has this ever happened to you before?” asked Ainsley. “No.” “Only the two times I was with you?” “Uh huh.” “I see.” “Do you think I’m gross, Ainsley?” “No, babe. I think you’re my sweet girl who... who just needs some help sometimes.” Claudia kissed Ainsley’s cheek and soon the two were asleep. When they awoke it was to a peed bed. Ainsley could have smacked herself, she should have known. Looking at Claudia, she found her to still be asleep, so she slipped out of bed and gathered the wipes and powder from the bathroom. Back in her room, Claudia was waking up. When she realized what she had done in the night, she groaned. “Oh no! Ainsley, I’m so sorry.” Then she gasped and covered her mouth. “Do you think I woke your parents?” Ainsley shook her head. “Nah, it’s Saturday, they go out to breakfast on Saturdays.” She took Claudia’s hand and tried to haul her out of bed, but Claudia resisted. “You can’t keep cleaning up for me Ainsley.” “I can’t?” Before Claudia could reply, Ainsley had pulled her onto her side and began smacking her bottom hard. Fortunately it was through the covers and Claudia was spared the full brunt of the spanking sting but she cried out anyway. After that, Claudia was much more compliant. Ainsley stripped them both as she too had soiled clothes thanks to their proximity while sleeping. Then she used the wipes to clean them both off and the powder to dry them. Together, she and Claudia stripped the bed, thankful that the mattress had been spared any soaking. Then they went down to the laundry room, still naked, and put it all in the wash, collecting Claudia’s laundry from the night before. “I’ve been thinking,” said Ainsley as they ascended the stairs to her room. “Maybe, maybe you should wear a diaper.” “A diaper?” Claudia looked offended at the thought, but then blushed and lowered her eyes. “Do I have to?” Ainsley shrugged, not wanting to bully her closest friend. “Maybe not. But you seem to be under a little stress recently and... well better safe than sorry.” Back in her room, Ainsley pulled open the bottom drawer of her dresser, rummaged around a bit, and unearthed three pairs of cloth diapers. “Where did you get those?” Claudia asked. “When I was six, I had a problem with peeing the bed. I had special diapers that are adjustable incase the problem persisted. I decided to keep them. Just in case.” “I see.” Claudia sat down on the bed and rubbed at her naked thighs absently. A few moments later, she laid down on her back. “That’s my good girl,” said Ainsley. Rolling Claudia onto her side, Ainsley slid the diaper under Claudia’s bummy. She patted it mildly causing Claudia to squeak and shiver. Putting Claudia back on her back, Ainsley added more baby powder before closing up and securing the diaper. Panties wouldn’t have a chance of fitting over the diaper, so Claudia’s recently cleaned jeans went on, then her shirt without the bra, which she folded and put away in her own dresser. “What did I do to deserve a friend like you?” Claudia asked. Ainsley smiled and kissed Claudia’s forehead. “You’re the best friend I’ve got,” replied Ainsley. “I only passed French because of you. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you.” “Or me you.”
– The End – |
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