Amy's Never-ending Story- Continuation(private for Dipee Girl and thelonegrunt)

"Oh... no, it's fine... I don't want to interrupt you..." Amy said, obviously shy judging from the blush on her face. She really didn't want the woman to bother, as she felt like a pest by completely interfering with Linda while she was hard at work.

"What? No! Of course not! It's great to finally meet someone else! You're my guest baby girl!" She replied warmly, letting the current waffle simmer for a bit while she walked into the living room, and soon returned with a fluffy-looking purple blanket, and gently wrapped it around Amy's shoulders. "All better?"

The woman was being awfully nice... perhaps a little too much for the sort of treatment Amy was used to. What she said was true: Amy was but a welcome guest in this woman's realm, or at least the home that she lived in. Amy would make the best of this but try not to be an absolute nuisance.
"Uh-uh-huh... thank you so very much..." The girl replied. However, not all would stay normal, as the girl's promise to herself soon faded out as the blanket now slung over her started to grow damp. A puddle soon formed on the floor over where she was seated, and the area that it seemed to spread from was her crotch.
The girl knew exactly what she was doing. She was crossing her legs and doing her very best to hide it and to even make it stop... but to absolutely no avail. She could no longer control it and the intensity of it caused her eyes to water and her face to tighten up. By the time she had finished, a faint smell loomed in the air, one which wreaked of ammonia.

Linda had just pulled out the last waffle onto a plate to cool when she heard a soft trickling noise. A little curious, she picked the plate of food up. "Alright baby, breakfast is re-" She said, stopping mid-sentence when it became obvious what happned. Her expression of surpised changed to one of pity, and the busty brunette put the food down and walked over to the wet girl. Then, without warning, she scooped her up, wet blanket and all, and began to rock the teary-eyed teen in her arms. "Hush little one...Don't cry...I'm gonna make it all better, okay?"

"But-but... I-I just... I'm sorry... I didn't mean it... I didn't mean it..." The girl stated in a helplessly pleading tone, burying her head into the woman's chest. She was so distraught about what she did that the woman's consoling words didn't resonate in her mind, floating right by her. However, it seemed odd that the woman didn't scream or show any disgust but rather pick her up and carry her like there was nothing to worry about.

"Aww, hush now little one... I know you didn't mean to..." The motherly brunette cooed assuringly, continuing to rock the wet girl like a distruaght infant as she walked out if the kitchen and down the hallway. Linda cuddled Amy close to her chest to keep her warm as she walked back into the nursery of all places, and tossed the wet towel into the clothes hamper, leaving Amy nude as the day she born once again.
"I think I know just what you need honey..." She cooed, gently laying the sniffling teen down on the changing table and pulling out a container of baby wipes, using a few to gently clean her up.

The girl was torn up about soiling the woman's carpet and couch, even if she was assured that there was nothing to worry about. Amy felt nasty by doing something in another person's home, especially considering how kind she was being to her. "But... but I-" The girl, being pressed into Linda's chest, didn't bother to notice where she was until she was actually placed onto the changing station. She was going to open her mouth to speak once more, but her words became whimpers as each cold wipe rubbed against her skin.