Sally watched as Liz lay down and spread her legs. The soaked diaper sagged with the weight of its contents. She couldn’t take her eyes off it. The feeling that had replaced her hate grew stronger. She crawled towards Liz and peeled the left tape off the diaper, then the right. She grabbed the front and pulled it open. The odor of pee enveloped her. She pulled it all the way down and let it hang open, then openly stared at Liz’s crotch. “It’s so, cute.” She slowly spoke.
“Yeah, I made sure you wouldn’t have any hair to worry about.”
Sally didn’t respond, she just started to lower her head towards it.”
Liz smiled and pushed her away, “Bad mommy! Not now. I’m all stinky. Little baby Liz needs a dry diaper.”