Chapter 7

Cassidy had on a permanent blush as she stood by while another member of the family’s house they were in was cleaning up the embarrassing stain on the carpet. The stain caused by Cassidy’s bladder giving out on her and her peeing on the carpeted room. The Biscotti cleaning very clearly wasn’t happy about it and shot Cassidy several angry glances while she worked. Cassidy just looked away whenever she did.

Everyone else was quiet. They weren’t sure quite what to say and there had been an air of awkward silence since it happened. This was finally broken when Allyson reentered the room.

“Ok dear here you go,” Allyson quickly approached Cassidy with new panties that she had just bought from the general clothes store that was also in the public floor of this house. Cassidy wordlessly took the new panties and quickly made her way to a dressing room. It didn’t match her bra like the panties she had on did, but they also weren’t coated in pee. Cassidy sighed again realizing she had been standing there in her soaked panties this whole time, but she didn’t know what else to do.

After a quick change she emerged from the changing room. Allyson was waiting for her with Cassidy’s thankfully still dry street clothes.

“Is everything ok dear?” Allyson asked gingerly.

“Yeah I’m fine,” Cassidy said quickly.

“You just wet yourself Cas,” Brita said frankly. “That’s not fine.”

“I – it was just a fluke,” Cassidy said with a blush as she fastened her shorts back up. “Just bad timing. I had to go when they started and had to sit through the whole measuring thing and getting undressed and stuff.” Allyson and Brita looked at each other doubtfully.

“I don’t think anyone else would have that issue Cas,” Brita said condescendingly.

“Maybe the food isn’t agreeing with her?” Allyson pondered. Marta gave a knowing giggle. It was the food that was affecting her, just not in the way Allyson was thinking.

“I dunno about that. Our food isn’t that different from what’s in Miqo.”

“Look it doesn’t matter,” Cassidy shouted trying to stop the conversation. “It was just a fluke ok. It’s not gonna happen again.”

“I hope not,” Brita responded quickly. “You only barely got the dress off before it happened, it would have been ruined if you wet yourself a moment earlier, and we don’t’ have time for that right now.” Cassidy looked at the ground. She didn’t have a good response to that. Indeed if it were moments earlier she would have ruined the flower girl dress in the most embarrassing way possible.

“Well diapers are part of the outfit if you’re worried about that,” Marta offered the suggestion as a joke, even though she secretly was all in favor of this actually happening. Cassidy somehow shrunk even more into herself at the “joke.”

“I don’t think we need to be making that big of decision based on just one accident,” Allyson said noticing Cassidy’s pained expression.

“I mean I was gonna wear them without having any accidents,” Jayna retorted. “It’s not like it’s that big of deal.”

“You only just got out of them dear it’s not exactly the same as someone who’s been out of them for years like Cassidy,” Allyson reasoned. Everyone looked to Brita to comment.

“It’s fine,” Brita said holding her hand up, stopping the conversation from continuing. “It wasn’t ruined, and everything is fine barring one incident. Besides I’ve still got my dress to try on. Let’s move past it we don’t have time to dawdle.” Brita’s word seemed to be final, and the spot was finally cleaned so they could move past it.

Two attendants followed Brita into one of the changing rooms with her wedding dress in tow and got to work fitting it on. Cassidy was more than happy to just sink into the background once the attention was finally off of her. After a short while Brita emerged to the ooo’s and aaa’s of everyone present.

Her dress was even more elegant than the bridesmaid’s dresses. It seemed to be in layers that all complimented each other. The first layer was made of a thick white fabric that hugged Brita’s body tightly and covered all of the parts that would need to be covered and not much else, looking something like a one piece swim suit. Above that was a semitransparent layer that had a more traditional dress shape with a skirt that fell to her knees with a lot of volume. The final layer was a very transparent one that went over the dress part. Mainly extending the skirt down to Brita’s ankles, and giving the outfit a cape.

The dress was beautiful. Thanks to the layers of varying transparency the dress both had the volume and elegance of a traditional dress, but it also had a lot of spicy sex appeal, as the base layer of thick cloth hugged Brita’s body tightly and accentuated all of her features. Everyone present to see it was shocked at how beautiful it was, except for Brita who appeared to only just be satisfied with the result.

The attendants were busying themselves away making notes about the fit of the dress, though everyone could tell that no work would need to be done.

“Does it need anything?” Brita asked the attending Biscotti who was in charge.

“Nothing at all miss,” he said happily. “It fits perfectly.”

“Perfect,” Brita said quickly.

“Mark would get your measurements perfectly,” Allyson said with a giggle.

“He better,” Brita said with her own giggle. “Ok everyone you’re done, you can head back,” Brita then started talking to the attendant. “Let’s go over all of the adjustments.” Brita walked back to the changing room while everyone else started to leave.

“Ready to head back?” Allyson asked Cassidy with a smile.

“Yes,” Cassidy said with an over exaggerated sigh. Allyson giggled.

“I’m sure you are,” Allyson said as the two made their way back to Rosebud. “I’ll get you a bath started when we get back.”

“Thank you,” Cassidy said with a sigh. Everyone else that was there was hopping into a Cuccobo driven cart heading back to the Callgahorn house. Cassidy thought she might be able to just ride in the cart, but before she could she was once again picked up by Allyson and plopped onto the back of Rosebud. This time Cassidy was not spared the looks of onlookers as everyone in the cart saw this happen, though none of them commented. Cassidy sighed. It definitely wasn’t the most embarrassing thing that happened to her today, but it was just another nail in the coffin.

As the group got close to the Callgahorn house Cassidy once again felt a twinge in her bladder. She shifted uncomfortably and groaned.

“Everything ok dear?” Allyson noticed the shifting of Cassidy since they were riding together.

“I uhhh,” Cassidy stammered a little. “Are we close?”

“Pretty close should only be another minute or so.” Allyson looked at Cassidy with concern. “Do you need to use the potty again dear?” Allyson asked. Cassidy movements were fairly consistent and pretty telling. Allyson didn’t know for sure that’s what was wrong but Cassidy’s huff confirmed it. “Are you sure nothing is wrong dear. You did just …”

“I know!” Cassidy said quickly cutting Allyson off. “You don’t have to say it.”

“Well did you not finish going or something?” Allyson asked not caring how embarrassing her questions were. “You shouldn’t have to go this soon after.”

“I dunno. I didn’t really think about it,” Cassidy said with a huff.

“Maybe this is something we should be worried about dear.”

“No no it’s fine. I’m fine. It’s all just coincidence.” Cassidy was unconvincing. The conversation was interrupted by a chirp from Rosebud as the group approached the Callgahorn house. For once Cassidy was able to escape being set down by Allyson. Her desperation had grown and she quickly slid off of Rosebud before she even stopped and ran into the house to try and make it in time. Allyson’s protests got caught in her throat. She didn’t even have time to chastise Cassidy for dismounting unsafely she had already ran inside.

Cassidy just barely managed to make it to the toilet in time, nearly having a repeat of the accident she did in the fitting room. She didn’t want anyone else to know, but she was getting kind of concerned. She couldn’t deny that she was going more frequently, and she was having less of an ability to control it. Brita seemed to really consider forcing her back into diapers if it kept the dress safe, which was something Cassidy would rather avoid. Committing to wearing the thing was bad enough, wearing it with diapers underneath it would be even worse. Cassidy put the thought out of her mind and left. Allyson said she would have a bath ready for her, and she really needed it.

Cassidy climbed up to the floor she was sharing with Callie and her sisters. It was a fairly empty and spacious sub room, owing to the fact that the branch was soon to be pruned. Allyson had emerged from the bathroom.

“Allright dear I’ve run a bath for you,” Allyson said drying her hands.

“Thank you so much,” Cassidy said with a big sigh of relief. Allyson stopped her by lightly grabbing her shoulder as Cassidy went to move past her to the waiting bath.

“You really ran out of there fast. You almost tripped off of Rosebud. Are you sure everything is all right.”

“Yes Allyson I’m fine. You know I’m big enough to hop off of cuccobo myself just fine I don’t really need your help.”

“Was just trying to be safe,” Allyson said defensively. “You can get a nasty sprain if you get off of a cuccobo the wrong way, and they feel so bad about it too.”

“I’ll be sure to be more careful next time,” Cassidy apologized. Allyson nodded and let Cassidy move past her to the waiting bath.

Allyson watched as Cassidy eagerly shut the door to the bathroom. Something was up with her, and she didn’t want to admit it. The reason why was obvious. Marta floated the idea of her wearing diapers with the dress as a joke, but Brita very clearly took the idea seriously. She would do anything for her collaring to go off without a hitch, including making Cassidy wear diapers. She already talked her into being the flower girl and wearing that ridiculous dress. It even came with a diaper cover so one could argue that diapers were a part of it.

Honestly though, Allyson was thinking more and more that diapers might just be what Cassidy needs if this problem of hers persists. Cassidy was so small, even for a Miqo. Among the Biscotti she looked like a child. It made sense to her that she would have the bladder size to match. So all of this Biscotti food was going right through her. And with her being so much smaller, her using things made for adult sized Biscotti was just dangerous. Some more childlike safety precautions for her was probably for the best. Allyson was great at caring for children in spite of, or maybe because of, her inability to have children of her own. And at her small stature, Cassidy was basically a child, at least in Biscotti. Allyson could take care of her, she knew what was best for Cassidy. Even if Cassidy probably wouldn’t agree with her.