"Hold on a moment, Emily," the nurse said as you bent over to pick up your pants. She walked over to you holding a clear plastic article that you haven't seen before.
"You also need to wear these."
"What are they?" You question.
"They're locking plastic panties," she answered as she had you step into them. "These'll make sure that you can't take the diaper off, but you need to ask to come see me if you want to use the bathroom."
You sighed in defeat as you were turned around. This really didn't matter to you. You were already a teenager in a diaper, what did it matter if you had to ask the nurse for permission to go? You felt your waist tighten and you heard the click of a lock.
"Altight, you can get dressed now," the nurse said.
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