As Heather's alarm clock rang she awoke to the smell of urine. After
reaching over and turning off the alarm clock she quickly found that
was soaked. The sticky, cold sheets stuck to her nightie, which in
stuck to her, all very uncomfortably. She quickly tore the sheets
found that her nightie was saturated almost to the point of
She closed her eyes and let out a frustrated moan, chastising
16 year old girl had started wetting her bed again three weeks
an unknown reason. Three days ago her mother had taken her to the
only to reveal that there wasn't an obvious problem. After becoming
frustrated at having to change her daughters sheets every day she
that the next time would be the last. Heather had managed to stay
two nights in a row and thought that she was cured.
As she stepped out of bed she tore off her nightie and placed it
back on her
bed before it had a chance to drip too much on the floor.
breakfast is ready! she heard being called at her from
dreaded telling her mother what had happened but she had no choice.
she looked back at her bed and almost started to cry. Her once
white comforter with red roses was now actually getting a yellow
tinge to it
from its frequent contact with urine. Her sheets, piled in the
soaken wet, with her almost ruined nightie sitting on the top. At
small children wet the bed they could only wet a small amount, when
year old wet the bed they flooded it, Heather realized with a frown.
urine, which had started to dry, was also starting to stink, and
stuck to her lower, and even upper, body it was starting to itch.
I am not going to tell you again, get down here! yelled her
Coming! countered Heather back down the stairs. She just
couldn't let her
mother find out about this. She tore the sheets off of her bed and
plan to hide them in her closet until she could get home and wash
After she had gotten all of her sheets in to one soaking pile she
them in to her closet and quickly shut the door. Her bear mattress
accumulating a growing stain from where it had been soaked for so
nights. As Heather pulled a used towel out of her hamper and tried
the moisture on her bed her door opened.
What are you doing? asked Heather's mother, Jan, as she
opened the door to
find her daughter naked on top of her soaked bed with a towel in her
You wet the bed again didn't you? she demanded.
Heather quickly jumped off the mattress and covered herself with the
No mom, I was just changing my sheets, Heather lied,
trying to avoid her
Jan didn't even need to try to smell the obvious odor of urine.
they? she asked suspiciously.
Where is what? Heather asked trying to play dumb.
Your sheets, where are they?
I umm took them downstairs earlier..
No you didn't, I have been cooking breakfast and I haven't
seen anyone come
down these stairs, why are you naked, where is your nightie?
I was just about to get dressed, Heather professed
Jan began to look around the room. As she neared Heather's closet
started to squirm a bit. Jan opened the door to find the mess of wet
Jan turned quickly around and put her hands on her hips, the
position when she was angry. And what is this? Jan
asked, then said
without waiting for an answer, if you have a real problem then
understand it completely, but lying to me and trying to hide things
is unacceptable. It is almost as if you enjoy doing it, well let me
one thing, it isn't funny. I have to wash those sheets and they are
ruined. A good set of sheets isn't cheap you know, it comes out of
father and my paychecks.
But, but. Heather stammered, searching to words to
convey her innocence.
But nothing, this is the last straw, Jan said picking up
nightie. Now, go get in the shower and clean that pee off of
unhealthy for girls to run around covered in their own urine. After
can wash these sheets yourself, then we are going to go to the
done it this time Heather, I am going to go make some calls, you do
were told! Jan turned and headed back down the stairs.
Heather was left with the towel covering herself as she started to
Heather, along with her whole family, was very modest. Jan had not
naked in years; likewise, Heather had not seen her parents naked
could remember. She was very embarresed from being exposed like
thinking of what a site she must have been, naked on her soaked bed,
Heather blush. Not wanting to anger her mother further she walked
hall in to the bathroom and started the shower. After the water got
got in and washed herself off thouroughly. It felt very good to be
the pee which had dried on her body. After she was done she got out
shower and began to dry herself off with a fresh towel. She had
bring clothes with her as she usually did, to avoid being seen by
between the bathroom and her bedroom, so she was forced to make the
once again with only a towel to cover her naked body. Once in her
went quickly to her dresser and pulled out a pair of white cotton
they were briefs, the only kind her mother would allow her to wear,
small blue flowers covering them. Next she pulled out a bra, it was
and just big enough to fit over her 34A breasts. In the next drawer
pulled out a pair of blue running shorts. They were a thin material
about halfway to her knees. She turned around and looked in the
see that her panty lines were very apparent, if only her mother
her wear a different style of panty like the other girls her age she
wouldn't have that problem she thought bitterly. She then went to
and chose a plain white shirt. It had a V-neck, although not very
one, it was the lowest that her mother had allowed her to purchase
last shopping trip to the town mall.
Dressed, Heather picked up the pile of sheets from her bedroom floor
carried them downstairs. At the bottom of the stairs Jan was talking
kitchen phone with her back to Heather. Not wanting to confront her
Heather quickly walked to the other side of the kitchen and in to
utility room where her washer and dryer were. Setting the comforter
it would be a load in itself, she opened the washer and put her
nighty in it. She looked down and saw a wet spot on her shirt where
sheets had been pressed against it. She added a bit more then the
recommended amount of soap and detergent, along with a bit of bleach
out the accumulating yellowness. After she started the load she
goodbye followed by the phone clicking in to the
receiver. She reluctantly
walked back in to the kitchen to find her mother waiting for her.
With her hands on her hips her mother looked her carefully up and
on some shoes, she said quickly, we are going to the
store. She then
turned to the counter and pulled her car keys off of the hook where
What for? Heather questioned, unable to think of a
reason that her mother
would need her to accompany her to the store.
Well, it seems like peeing your bed like a baby is going to
regular ocurance for you, and we can't have you wrecking all the
the house, so we are going to go get you some protective sheets
Jan said in a matter of fact tone of voice.
You mean plastic sheets? I don't need plastic sheets like a
said a little louder then she had meant to. The embarresement of
get plastic sheets was just to much, it would ruin her social life,
would never be able to have any of her girlfriends spend the night
Don't you back talk me young lady! If you pee your bed like a
then I am most certainly going to treat you like a little girl, is
understood? Jan said, her eyebrows beginning to raise in
anger. All Heather
could do was cry, afraid to get herself in to even worse
she made the argument go farther. Stop that crying this
instant, or I will
give you something to cry about you little baby! Heather
quickly wiped her
eyes and tried her hardest not to cry. Now go get in the car
like you were
told! Heather walked to the front door and slipped on her
and headed outside to the car...Heather refrained from talking to
for the entire trip. It wasn't a very long drive downtown to a baby
store which was right off the main road. As her mother switched off
ignition Heather became beet red. She was very embarrassed about
go in to the store, at least no one would know her. She quietly, and
remove her seatbelt and opened the car door. As she got to the front
car her mother was standing waiting for her. Without speaking a word
began walking towards the door of the store and Heather followed
behind. As soon as they walked through the electronic sensor doors
headed for a young saleswoman. Where do you keep your plastic
protect beds from wetting accidents?
Follow me ma'am, the saleswoman said in a nice tone of
voice, turning and
heading down an isle. Heather and Jan were close at her heals.
What size do
you need? These here are for medium sized cribs.
Hmm, well I believe your bed is a Twin size, isn't it
Heather? Jan said
looking directly in to Heather's eyes, the thought of what
was causing her daughter didn't even seem to cross her mind. Heather
deep red and saw that the saleswoman was starring at her strangely.
answer when I ask you a question, how big is your bed? Jan
said a bit more
Heather could not remember a time when she was more embarrassed then
You can't do this to me! I don't need plastic sheets!
Heather said quite
loudly with tears beginning to run down her face.
Jan quickly took Heather's hand in her right hand and slapped her
the butt with her left. We already went over this, if you are
going to wet
your bed at nights like a baby then you are going to have to have
sheets to protect the mattress, now I don't want to hear anything
of you! Is that understood? Jan spoke in a tone of voice that
hadn't heard since she misbehaved at the grocery store as a child.
stared in to her mother's eyes, I said, is that
understood? Jan said while
shaking Heather's arm.
Yes, Heather said in a whimper. The saleswoman looked on
with eyes wide
open, trying not to seem like she noticed the event take place.
Ok, I guess we will take a set of plastic sheets for a twin
sized bed, Jan
said calmly to the saleswoman. The saleswoman quickly walked down
and picked up a package that showed a plastic sheet on a mattress.
saying a word she walked to the register and rang it up.
That will be twenty dollars please ma'am, she said like
the drive through
attendant at McDonalds. Jan reached in to her purse and pulled out a
twenty dollar bill and handed it over. With a quick thank you she
purchase, now in a nice plastic bag, in one hand and Heather's hand
other and headed out towards the car. When they reached the car Jan
of Heather's hand and went to put the plastic sheets in the trunk.
waited nervously by her door. When she was younger she could tell
mother was mad at her if she was silent while leaving the store, but
knew she couldn't hope for a quiet trip home. After Jan unlocked her
and pressed the electronic lock, causing Heather's door to unlock
click she got in and fastened her seatbelt. After Heather followed
silence was broke.
Young lady, I can not believe you just acted like that. You
and made me look a fool. You could have acted your age and simply
the size of your bed, but like a 8 year old you chose to throw a
will be a punishment when we get home, and with that Jan
started the car
and headed for her house. As the pulled in the driveway Heather
itch with anticipation. After pulling in to the garage and pressing
automatic garage door button in her car Jan pushed the trunk button
trunk crashed open with a thud. Bring your new sheets in the
said calmly as she got out and headed inside. Not wanting to anger
mother further Heather stepped out of the car and got out the
before closing the trunk with a slam. She then went inside to find
mother on the phone again, after her presence was noticed Jan moved
mouthpiece of the phone away from her and said in a whisper go
set that on
your bed and come back here. Heather did as she was told,
taking her time.
When she returned she found her mom in the process of writing
Mom, Heather said quietly and respectfully, trying to
get her mother's
attention. Whatever this punishment was, Heather wanted it over as
as possible. Jan finished writing the word she was on then dropped
and turned around to face Heather.
I think you understand that your behavior in the store earlier
unacceptable; however, behavior like that must have its
that was a very childlike thing you did, correct? Jan said
waiting for a
reply. Heather nodded, the entire event did remind her of something
could have easily taken place many years before. Now, you can
remember that when you were younger and acted up in public you had
corner waiting for you when you got home, and I think it should be
different now. Since you are older your corner time is going to be
though, I think it will be suitable if you stay in the corner for
hour to hour and a half, depending on your behavior, Jan then
pointed at a
corner of the kitchen that was not occupied and had been the
place where Heather had spent her corner time as a
child. Knowing that
arguing wouldn't help Heather walked slowly towards the corner and
nose nearly in it, just as she had many years before.
Heather stood for many long minutes, ocassionaly shifting her weight
foot to foot. Jan was busying herself with house chores but
passed through the kitchen so Heather was careful not to move more
inch. Soon Heather became aware of a pressing feeling in her
really needed to pee. Heather knew that if she even made the
her mother might become angry so she stayed quiet. A bit later she
unconsciously stuck a hand between her legs and squeezed herself
hold in the pee. On the next trip through the kitchen Jan stopped
You lady! Do not be playing with yourself! It is
inappropriate, if not
inexcusable for a young girl to be abusing herself! I did put you in
corner so that you could m..mm..masturbate! Heather could not
she just heard, her mother thought that she was masturbating! She
turned and jumped to her defence.
I wasn't playing with myself, I just need to go to the
bad! Heather said desperately.
You get yourself back in that corner right now! For that you
time, and you can just hold it! And I better not catch you touching
again either! Jan then waited for Heather to turn around and
gave her a
hard swat on the butt. The sudden jolting the swat caused almost
Heather lose control. Jan then turned and continued what she was
Being much more careful, Heather stood with her hands by her side,
her weight more and more frequently until her mother swatted her
told her to hold still. Heather could not see a clock, so had no
much longer she had, but it seemed like an eternity. Heather had to
over to prevent wetting herself, but she could not hold it off. It
with a few drops squeezing in to her panties, soon after it was a
flood. She peed for what seemed like 10 minutes, the urine soaked
running shorts, turning them nearly transparent, then ran down the
back of her legs and fell on her feet, then splashed on to the
forming a yellow puddle. Heather began to sob, knowing she was in
Sure enough, when Jan entered the room Heather heard an astonished
then ran to the corner and grabbed Heather by the shoulder spinning
around. What is this?? I can't believe this Heather, first
accidents, then your tantrum in the store, and now this, peeing
the middle of the day like a baby. Well, we can also deal with this
way we would when you were little, pull your pants around your
commanded, her hands on her hips. Heather slowly complied, grabbing
shorts and panties at the same time and pulling them down to her
Good now you can turn back around and face the corner to
finish out your
corner time. Since you seem to enjoy acting like a child so much I
might need a taste of it. I am going to the store and I do not want
move until I get back and tell you to! With that Jan slapped
hard on her wet, bare butt and walked out of the room. Heather stood
corner crying. Her soaken shorts were around her ankles, with her
panties on top of them. Her ankles were pulled together, and her
stood in the warm puddle of pee. It felt very weird for the air to
over her bare butt and vagina. Completely humiliated Heather
her mother had meant....