Liz grabbed the diaper and pulled it between her legs. But Sally stopped her. “No, lie down and do it.”

“Sure thing.” She dropped to the floor and pulled the front up over herself, then taped it in place. Then without being told she grabbed the shirt and pulled it over her head. “What’s next? Want me to wiggle my butt in your face? Maybe piss in your lap?”

Sally felt her pulse quicken. She looked to Trish and was surprised to see that she hadn’t moved. She wasn’t even looking up from the floor. “Trish? Take a look. Don’t you want to see what she looks like?”

Trish slowly brought her face up and then quickly looked back to the floor. Sally jumped up and pulled her to her feet. “Come on, look at her! She’s the one in diapers! Don’t you think she looks cute?”