Jinny took the cup, and drank again, slower this time. She had only been in this diaper for maybe fifteen minutes, but already she had a problem. Or perhaps it wasn’t a problem; perhaps, it was an opportunity. She wondered whether Brie would be willing to change a wet diaper. Jinny looked at the juice cup again; she knew she had drunk enough already, but finished the cup, just to be sure.
The continued sound of running water only added to her increasing urgency. For a few more minutes, she pretended to play with the blocks; but abandoned that in favor of fidgeting restlessly. One part of her screamed, telling her not to be stupid; another part told her to let go. The latter won out; backed heavily by the present urgency. It took Jinny several tries, but she finally managed to relax. Warm moisture began to spread between her legs.