This is my first story on here. I just got tired of the same thing over and over again just told a different way. So, hopefully this is something fresh and entertaining. I may add onto it later, I don't know. And sorry for the lengthiness of it. I hope it doesn't bore you.

For some reason, unknown to her, Samantha was somewhat of a snooper. Whenever she was in a foreign place (i.e. somebody Else's house) she would love to look in closets or open closed doors or snoop into an unfamiliar bedroom. Rarely had this gotten her into any trouble, usually a mere awkward situation followed if she was "caught". She was just curious and always interested to see what was hidden to the outside world. For as long as she could remember she would practice this art of curiosity and it never paid off as much as it did the night that she stayed over at her friend Karen's house.

Samantha was 23 and had just graduated from college. She had a great job as a financial planner and really enjoyed it. One of her best friends, Karen Peters, whom she met in college got a job at the same firm as she did and they really enjoyed working together. Karen had invited Samantha to spend the weekend with her and her family (her parents and her younger sister Pam) at their lake house in Granbury. Samantha was pumped to get away for a weekend and especially to spend it with her good friend at the lake. Even in the winter, the lake can be a fun time.

Karen and Samantha left work early on Friday and met Karen's parents, Rob and Susan Peters, and her little sister Pam at the lake house in Granbury. When they arrived Samantha instantly felt the snooping bug get her. The house was beautiful and very large for just a weekend getaway type place. There were plenty of places for Samantha to satiate her curiosity in.

"Alright Samantha", said Susan, "you've got the first bedroom on the right at the top of the stairs, right across from the bathroom." Pam and Karen already had their rooms picked out as they had frequented the lake house many times in the previous years.

As soon as Samantha got into her room and set her things down she darted for the closet and threw it open. She would always have a back story for her snooping antics in case somebody were to question her strange behavior. This one was simple. "Oh, I'm just looking for a place to put my clothes," she'd say if she were questioned. "Dang it." Nothing worth noting in the closet. It was completely empty. She then began to see what was in the dresser and the nightstands but to no avail. Everything was empty.

Samantha, Karen and Pam were all settled and so were Rob and Susan in the master bedroom downstairs. Samantha had noticed Pam coming out of the bathroom when she left her bedroom but didn't hear the toilet flushing and thought it was strange but figured she was probably just putting up her toiletries.

The three girls headed down stairs and instantly began to lounge in the living room. Samantha had known Pam from when she would visit her sister in college.

"So, how's school going?"

"It's good, but I can't wait to graduate. It seems so far away."

"It's only a couple of months, I'm sure you'll be fine."

"Yeah, it's just I'm so sick of all the stupid drama."

Samantha and Pam continued on with such pleasantries until it was time for dinner. They ate a great meal and then relaxed summer more with several glasses of wine and conversation around the fireplace. Rob and Susan would let Pam drink a couple glasses with dinner but often lost track of how much she had, had and Pam could easily get a little tipsy.

Everyone was getting tired and begun to head upstairs to get ready for bed. The glasses of wine that Samantha had gave her the perfect glow and relaxation she needed to sleep beautiful. She was feeling great.

As they headed upstairs Mrs. Peters bid them all a good night's sleep and then, rather oddly, said, "especially you Pam". Pam replied, "Oh, I will Mom, don't worry". Samantha was glowing too much to really pay any attention to that exchange and continued to her bedroom.

She took off all her clothes, slipped into her pajama pants and top and then headed to the bathroom to brush her teeth and head to bed. As she crossed the hall she saw Karen already in her room with the lights turned out and undoubtedly asleep. The bathroom door was closed but opened up just as Samantha got there and Pam zoomed past her without saying a word. She then gracefully walked to her room and closed the door. Samantha had her toothbrush and toothpaste in hand as she walked into the bathroom. She was about to apply the toothpaste when she realized this was the perfect snooping opportunity. She closed the door and locked it and then began to quietly open each cupboard door. The first one was empty and so was the second. "No dice, dang it". There had to be something good worth finding in this house. She went to brush her teeth and then noticed out of the corner of her eye, one last cupboard above the toilet. She rushed over and threw it open. Lying innocently in the cupboard was a full pack of extra large girls goodnites. "What?". "This is strange". She then noticed that at least one was missing. "Hmm, must be from a younger niece that came here with the Peters." Then she noticed in the trash were a plastic walgreens bag and a receipt and nothing else. As she picked up the receipt she saw that it was dated that Friday at 3:07pm and was from a store in Granbury.

Samantha brushed her teeth and went to bed pondering the results of her curiosity. "The Peters were here before me and Karen got here...I don't know, I'm going to sleep."

But she couldn't sleep. Finding that pack and imagining that Pam could be the one those goodnites belonged to intrigued her to no end. She got up, went back to the bathroom, flung the cupboard door open and pulled out the pack. She couldn't help herself as she pulled one of the goodnites out, dropped her pajama pants and slid on the diaper. Somehow, it actually fit rather well. She pulled her pajama pants back up and scurried back to bed. For some reason she felt extremely satisfied. She was very comfortable and felt so safe and really like she was at home at her parents house, in her childhood bed, not having a care in the world but to dream and imagine and play as kids do. She fell asleep feeling better than she had in years.

It was really weird. Sometimes when Samantha woke in the morning she would have to go pee, as usual, but she would almost involuntarily let some out. This also happened to her during the days sometimes but never did she have a full blown accident, so to speak.

Saturday morning was one of those days. Karen came into to her room, already dressed and ready for the day, and nudged Samantha to wake up. Samantha eventually did but stayed in bed as the two girls talked. Then suddenly Samantha felt that feeling again, as if her body was going to pee whether she was ready or not. She fully knew that she still had the goodnite on from last night and was really enjoying the feeling of it. She tried to take her mind off the unintentional release of urine and even physical tensed up. But it was almost as if the single was not getting down to her bladder to say, "No! Not yet". Then all of a sudden, it started. The flow began and she literally could not control it. And yet, somehow, she felt incredibly comfortable with it and did not entertain any desire to stop it. She began to talk a little louder as she could hear herself peeing in the diaper. And of course, Karen just had to notice it too. "Do hear that?" Samantha shrugged it off and soon thereafter finished. She couldn't believe what she had done. She felt so childish and helpless and carefree. It was awesome. Karen eventually left Samantha to get ready for the day.

The goodnite was soaked, needless to say, and Samantha wasn't quite sure what to do with it. It hadn't leaked, so that was good and she knew she could wear her pajama pants to the bathroom and take a shower. "Ah well. This will do for now." She hid the wet diaper in the back of the closet and went and took a shower. As she cleansed herself she thought aloud, "Today started like this, what will the rest be like?"