Upon taking a look at the calender, your brief episode of panic quickly dies down and you are brought to ease with a sigh of relief. Very fortunately for you, the calender read that today was Saturday. Lucky you, now all you had to worry about at the moment was getting yourself cleaned up and into some fresh padding; once you eventually feel the proper need to do so, that is.
Your gaze went from the calender back to the clock. It was still pretty early, and there was plenty of time left in the day to actually do something today, other than doing what you usually do with your spare time and just meander around your house and soil yourself. And on the subject of soiling, before you go about and get anything done, your own soiled diaper was still in need of being changed and disposed of. Your disposable wasn't just gonna change itself, now was it?
You stared down at the front of your "outer" diaper, thinking about what you should do next and when exactly to do it. While you were double-diapered and safe from making any real messes, your messy butt was still messy, and quite smelly for that matter, despite the fact that your overnight disposable was covered by your quick-thinking overlay. You reached down with your pawed hand and delicately squeezed the front of your padding. Upon initial contact, everything felt nice and clean, but as you continued to squeeze and your fingers sunk deeper into the padding, your could feel the faint warmth and wet slushiness from what laid underneath the covering of the clean padding.
The mess wasn't gonna clean itself, and you knew that. So, it was about time you took some responsibility and made your way to the bathroom so you could clean yourself up and take a shower. But on the other hand, the mess pressing up against your groin still was nice and warm, and as you had made a note of minutes earlier, there was still plenty of time left in the day, and stewing just a little bit longer in your dirty diaper wouldn't hurt. At least until the filling turns cold.
After having a small mental argument with yourself as you stood there idly stinking up the around you more and more with each passing second, you eventually settle with...
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