Heather held out her hand and demanded, “Okay, now give me the towel.” Kim wiggled around under the diaper and sheepishly produced the towel, which Heather tossed into the laundry hamper. She handed the baby powder to Kim and said, “Here. Put some of this on. We won’t peek,” she added, as she sauntered over to join Mandy at the card table.
Kim’s mood was rapidly changing from apprehension to titillation, from anguish to erotic elation. He assumed the girls correctly suspected that he had failed to take advantage of his several opportunities to bail out and cut his losses because a part of him, at least, wanted to play this game. After all, despite the embarrassment of having been maneuvered into this situation by Heather and Mandy, Kim had to admit that he was getting what he had yearned for – a chance to wear a real diaper.