To her chagrin, she noticed that it was damp to some extent and she poked at it to see just how damp. Not very, it seemed, but she didn’t leave her diaper alone just yet.

She investigated the front panel and all its girlish features of pink hearts and cute figures and all that other stuff that did little for the diaper, except make it extremely appealing to whoever might be interested in such things.
She had to confess an interest in them, and was (more or less) resolved to secure for herself a supply of the diapers whenever the opportunity arose. With the total inability to control when she made use of her diapers, Chastity was extremely curious how it would feel when she had her control back.