You and I are high school students. You have been assigned to me for some tutoring in a subject you are failing. You must pass the class to keep your extra curricular activities. You arrive at my house and it is just you and I. I am wearing a disposable diaper under my pants, so it is not obvious or noticeable. I was caught off guard by your arrival so I was not expecting to be wearing a diaper. The tutoring commences and everything is going fine. You notice a crinkle when I move to point something out to you in the book occassionally, but you don't consider a diaper so ignore the sound. The s...

You and I are high school students. You have been assigned to me for some tutoring in a subject you are failing. You must pass the class to keep your extra curricular activities. You arrive at my house and it is just you and I. I am wearing a disposable diaper under my pants, so it is not obvious or noticeable. I was caught off guard by your arrival so I was not expecting to be wearing a diaper. The tutoring commences and everything is going fine. You notice a crinkle when I move to point something out to you in the book occassionally, but you don't consider a diaper so ignore the sound. The second time it happens you happen to be looking behind me and notice the diaper waistband. In a nice but humiliating way you ask if I am wearing a disposable diaper. I deny it, and you accept the denial. Then I have to pee, so I am able to pee in the diaper. The diaper is soaked. I get brave and decide to in the diaper. Upon you notice and call it out that I am indeed wearing a diaper. You threaten to expose me to the school unless I strip down just to the diaper. Fearful, I strip down. You then notice I have an erection, and tell me to masturbate in the dirty diaper, all while you record it on your smart phone. Disgusted, you pack up your things and begin leaving the house as I sit there only in the dirty diaper, as you leave you pass my step mother returning to the house, and she has no idea about the diapers...