He grabbed the front of his pants and squeezed, feeling the soaked material squelch and press against him. It took all his will power not to let out a loud whimper there and then. He couldn’t help but feel a little helpless being unable to control when and where he relieved himself. He realized just how incredibly dependent on the diapers he was.
Had he not put one on that morning he would have thoroughly destroyed the jeans he wore over them today. God, I hope I’m not driving when I have to go number two next time were the thoughts that accompanied him glumly as he padded over to his car, unlocking it and sitting down once more in his own mess as he entered on the driver’s side.