He gasped as he felt the backseat of his diapers droop slightly, their now more subtle composition pressing themselves against him despite the mess he deposited in them.
As he felt the front of his diapers expand as another wetting accompanied them he sighed in resignation and padded up to the stairs once more to change himself into another pair of diapers, grateful at least that he had now set up a small stash of them alongside the supplies he had purchased underneath his sink.
My water bill is going to be through the roof this month, he thought to himself, as he turned the water on for yet another thorough cleaning. And I’m out of shampoo too…