A cacophonous din of three alarm clocks going off at once startled Melissa from her surprisingly deep sleep. Silencing the closest alarm first, the still groggy girl briefly noticed that she’d left her phone right next to her pillow, which was rather unusual for her. The next thing that immediately drew her attention was the fact that the time was ten past eight in the morning, which was an entire hour and ten minutes after her first alarm had been intended to go off. Realisation finally dawned on her that she’d overslept something chronic and was twenty minutes away from being late to school. Hastily quietening the din of the other two alarm clocks spaced apart in her room, Melissa yanked off her sleepwear and sprinted into her en-suite bathroom to dash through her usual morning routine. Combining her shower and morning teeth cleaning, she managed to shave all of a few minutes off her tasks. It’d take a lot more to not be late, but she had hope for now.

After a rapid shower and even quicker drying, the frazzled girl grabbed her school swimsuit and unhooked her uniform from the clothes rack in her wardrobe. Putting her skills of quick-changing to the test, Melissa first changed into her swimsuit before putting her uniform on over it. She then collected up her school bags and bolted out of her room, through the house to the entrance hall and out the front door. Thankfully, her usual ride to school was all ready and waiting for her just outside, which was quite the blessing for her. Climbing into the rear seating of the car, Melissa instructed her chauffeur to drive as fast as they could while sticking to the speed limit. During the drive, she quickly checked through her bags to see if she’d forgotten anything. From what she could tell, she had everything she needed, including a pair of underwear to change into once swimming was done. She must’ve taken the time to prepare the previous evening.

With little more than two minutes to spare, the car pulled up outside of Rose Creek Academy. Thanking her chauffeur for their efficiency, Melissa left the car and ran towards the building that housed her form room. Much to her relief, she stepped through the door to the room not a second before the final warning bell rang. She’d made it in time! However, she couldn’t help but feel like she’d forgotten something. Regardless, it must not have been that important if she couldn’t remember it. Sitting down at her desk, Melissa caught her breath as the register was called out and form time commenced.

Throughout the next half-hour, Melissa couldn’t shake the feeling that something was amiss. Usually, she woke up way before her first alarm was even set to go off and, on the odd occasions she’d slept through the first, the second alarm always woke her up. Never before had she slept through all three of her alarms. On top of that, she had a niggling doubt at the back of her mind that she’d not done something she should have. As she puzzled over this, the thing she’d forgotten made itself known in the form of a sharp pang in her bladder. In all her haste, she’d forgotten to use the toilet before rushing out of the house. She could bite the bullet and ask to be excused, but as her first lesson was a couple of minutes away she doubted she’d be allowed to go. In addition, she had her swimsuit on rather than a pair of underwear and one-pieces weren’t exactly easy to pull aside. It wasn’t that bad at the moment, at least, so perhaps she could power through until after first period?

Form time ended and the class went off to their first lesson of the day. Swimming shaped up to be quite the difficult task in Melissa’s current predicament. If being close to water wasn’t bad enough, she had to submerge herself into the cold liquid in order to fulfil the lesson objectives. Over the course of the lesson things got gradually more and more difficult for poor Melissa. No matter what she did to try and take her mind off the quickly growing pressure in her abdomen, the pangs refused to subside and actually got progressively worse as time went on. This abnormality helped to support her earlier ideas that something was definitely not right with how the day had panned out so far. Things had been working out in a way that was too orderly. She didn’t remember packing her bags the previous evening, yet everything was there as it should’ve been; not to mention how there was no traffic on the roads, despite it being peak hours for work commuters. The more she thought on this, the stronger the pain in her bladder became until it reached the point where she was openly holding herself under the water and nobody seemed to notice. Just what was going on today?

Almost as if on cue to deter her train of thought, the swimming lesson came to an end. Testing a theory while also trying to not flood herself, Melissa kept her left hand firmly clenched around her crotch and didn’t leave the pool until everybody else had already vacated it. She thought she heard some hushed chatter coming from a few of her classmates that were in front of her but, for some reason, she didn’t feel the slightest bit of embarrassment. Usually, she’d be mortified by the prospect of being the butt of discussion for doing something that could tarnish her reputation, but this time she felt nothing aside from the painful weight in her lower regions. Maybe this was…?

Before she could even entertain that thought, a strong jet of warm pee erupted from between her fingers. Gasping in shock, Melissa dashed past all the other students and made an immediate beeline to the toilet stalls, leaking droplet of pee with every step. Too caught up in her desperation, Melissa failed to notice that the droplets weren’t making a single sound upon hitting the tiled flooring. Slamming the cubicle door behind her, she didn’t even bother pulling her swimsuit aside and instead opted to just pee straight through it into the toilet. Releasing an elated sigh of relief, Melissa allowed her bladder to empty itself into the toilet. Warmth spread across her crotch as her expelled fluids tried to find points of weakness to flood out of. Once again, something was wrong with how this was all going on. Cautiously looking down at her groin, she noticed that her pee stream was definitely hitting the water in the bowl below and creating ripples but there was no accompanying sound. Plus, for some odd reason her left side started getting warmer and warmer as well.

Oh no…..

Awaking with a start to a cacophony of two alarms, Melissa was a little too late to stop what had already transpired. Whimpering as tears pricked at her eyes, she could only stay put as her bladder finished emptying itself onto her bed covers. As much as she hated to admit it, there was no way she could’ve prevented this from happening and would’ve only caused more damage if she’d tried to head into her bathroom. Sobbing gently, she turned off her bedside alarm and silenced the one that was coming from her phone, which had somehow been left next to her pillow, much like it had been in her dream. Some things were different though, aside from her wetting her bed. For one, it was half seven in the morning, which left her with a good deal more time than she had in her dream. The other thing of note was that she had a streaming app open on a video titled ‘Easy sleep hypnosis. A must have for those sleepless nights’. Now it all came back to her. She remembered hearing about a sleep aid video in form time the previous day and wanted to test it out herself. On the plus side, it definitely worked, the downside was it worked a little too well. The current state of her quickly cooling sodden bed sheets stood as testament to that, as did the telltale map-like stain that she'd have to explain to the maids. What a way to start her day…