You outright refuse to use that reject sandbox as your restroom, (nice going, fighting the system of the 9 year old girl with a laser-gun). You even stamp your foot to further prove the point that you are no animal. But when you stamped it, something dreadful happened.
Once the gentle impact was felt upon your thigh, you could not hold back the waterfall any longer. The pee begins to gush out like there's no tomorrow. The pull-up turns a deep, yellow color and smells awful. Sarah realizes that that's not all that's about to happen and zaps the pull-up into one of the thickest diapers you've ever seen before But then the poop comes in and proceeds to add some more smell to it..
It takes a good 20 minutes to empty your system, and by the time that happens, the diaper is no longer white, it is saturated with a rather repulsive color palette. It feels rather humid and warm in the diaper.
You sit and Amish around, and Sarah begins to speak. "You see Bonnie?, this is why you should've used the litter-box." "But no, you just had to use a diaper, didn't you?" "Gosh, if only the whole world could see this, a teenage girl in a messy, thick diaper"
You want to retort, but you're way to exhausted to do anything of the sort. Sarah then goes on with some options for you. "Well Bonnie, I think today has been long for you, maybe I should put you in your crib, or maybe I'll take you for a walk?"
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