Shy and squirming on your front porch, I admit that two glasses of champagne may have been a little much, but that I had a wonderful time on our date anyway. You had a good time, too—despite being able to smell my wet diaper the whole time! I’m incredibly embarrassed, but eventually admit that, yes, my butt has gotten a little puffier over the course of the evening as my diaper swells with accident after accident. But rather than discuss this outside, could I maybe come in?

I squirm around on your bed, showing off my full diaper from all angles. You have one condition for... Show more