If I were her mother, I’d be much more comfortable knowing that she was hooked on diapers than on drugs. If she starts taking five diapers at a time, something that would actually be noticeable and financially detrimental to us, then I think we should intervene, but if it’s only one or two occasionally I can think of far worse things to happen, either to us or to her.”
“All right, darling. Whatever you think is best.”
Deep down inside, Ashley found the idea of Jessica having a thing for diapers incredibly cute. She wished there were something more that she could do for her. Sadly, until Jessica was capable of admitting what she wanted there was nothing anyone in the world could do for her.
Having eaten dinner with her family, Jessica nearly ran back up to her room and shut the door. She loved the way these new diapers made her feel. She felt protected from much more than just an occasional wetting. She unwrapped the pacifier she had bought and stuck it in her mouth. Taking off her shorts, she stood in front of her mirror for another hour admiring the baby saw in the mirror. She looked so cute and innocent.