She was just entering the living room to wait for her friends when a sudden sensation hit her. Without any warning at all, Kaya felt a warmth down below. She froze in place, unsure of what she was experiencing. When she recognized wetness as one of the sensations, she realized just what was happening. She was peeing! She was standing there, peeing in her pants, and was only just then becoming aware of it. She didn’t move until she felt her bladder had stopped. She took a couple of steps, and noticed immediately the diaper was a bit thicker between her legs. Not surprising, since there was a bit more there than there had been barely 30 seconds ago. Before she could figure out what to do about this latest development her father had come to her.

“Need a change, hon?”

“What?” She asked in surprise. How did he know?

Kaya’s father had seen his little girl stop in her tracks and get a far off look in her eyes. A sure sign his daughter needed a dry diaper.

“You must’ve been changed when you mom got you up.” he said, “But she’s always forgetting apple juice goes right through you.”

He laughed as he led Kaya to the center of the living room floor and laid her down on the carpet. With surprising dexterity he undid the snaps on her pant legs and opened them up, exposing her newly wet diaper.

For the second time in about an hour and a half, fourteen year old Kaya allowed one of her parents to change her diaper. She was more embarrassed with her father doing it than her mother. Probably because her mom was at least another girl. Her embarrassment was amplified when her father commented on how thin her diaper was.

“You really shouldn’t wear something like this when you’re going out.” he told her as he grabbed Kaya’s diaper bag and pulled out a much thicker diaper.

“Mom said it was okay.” Kaya explained.

“Well, when your mom changes you, she can do what she wants. I’m changing you right now and I say you’re wearing a better diaper.”

With that he wiped and powdered Kaya, then put a new, thicker diaper on her. He proceeded next to close the snaps on her pant legs.

“There,” her dad said as he helped Kaya to her feet, “You shouldn’t need another change for a while.”

Kaya was actually grateful for that. The extra padding around her butt seemed a small price to pay to avoid going through having people see her naked any more than absolutely necessary. She found her walk had more of a waddle than it had with the thin diaper. But again, small price to pay. Kaya’s friends were due any minute now, but Kaya wondered what to do to pass the time until then. Read a book, watch TV, play a game…

Game… That’s it!