Howard nodded that he had indeed wet his pants.
“Say it, Howard! You went wee-wee in your panties like a little boy, didn’t you?”, Anita smirked. She was enjoying every minute of Howard’s humiliation.
“Y..Ye.Yes,” Howard stammered.
“Say it, Howard. If you’re going to pee your panties like a little boy, then tell me like one. Did my little boy make wee-wee in his panties?”, Anita demanded.
“Yes! Yes, I went wee-wee! Please help me change into some dry underwear!”, he pleaded.
“But you don’t have any big boy underwear, Honey! I can’t change you into something you don’t have, can I? All you have is a little boy’s training panties, don’t you?”, Anita crowed.
“Please change my panties!”, he begged.
