"No, I worked as an orderly for 8 years...", Mr. Williams tried to explain, but I blew up.
"Whoa...I...but...I can change my diapers on my own!", I eventually shouted at him to which he backed off startled.
"You...can...?"
"But of course. You think I'm moronic or what?"
"I'm like really sorry...but your friend said you were handicapped..."
"Handicapped, but not mentally challenged or something..."
"I'm confused. So why did he dress you in the first place?", he wondered and I blushed.
"Because the jeans button is always giving me a hard time"
"I don't understand that...", he complained and stared confused at me.
"My handicap is a lazy elbow. That oftentimes leaves me with no feeling in the fingers of my left hand", I explained pointing at my wrist. His confused expression changed into an ashamed one.
"What an embarrassing misunderstanding...I'm sorry, Lyza, no offense"
"You can say that again!", I returned still flustered.
"I'm really sorry! Please, don't report me to Mrs. Henry. I swear it was just a misunderstanding..."
"Yeah, it's okay"
"Thank you!"
"How come you're so alarmed?", I wondered due to his submissive behavior.
"Why? Well, because if you'd tell somebody that I've suggested to strip you butt naked, I would be out of a job for good"
"Sounds to me like it wouldn't be the first time..."
"What? No! But I've seen colleagues to whom this has happened"
"I see"
"I don't want to reason you into thinking what I said to you wasn't offensive and wrong. I know that it was. I just hope you see I simply got that mixed-up and I'm sorry about that. So if there's anything I can do for you to make up for it..."
"Can you see my diaper?", I asked him what had already been on my mind for minutes.
"I...what?"
"I wonder if you can really tell I'm wearing a diaper", I added and put my hands behind my back presenting him my crotch. He hesitated for a moment before taking a closer look.
"I know you're wearing one and that's why I can tell. There's a slight bulge..."
"Oh..."
"But I don't think it's possible to spot that if you're not especially looking for it"
"You think?"
"Turn around", he commanded me and I did.
"And?", I asked unsure and waited for his verdict.
"Ah, don't worry. I was afraid you might have the typical diaper butt, but it's looking just fine"
"Thank you"
"Just make sure to change early. When it gets really full it will become more obvious quickly"
"Understood"
"Yours appears to be wet already...", he added incidentally which caught me off guard.
"How can you tell? Do I stink...?", I wondered and blushed heavily.
"No, no. It's just the way the small bulge on your crotch sags a bit when you move"
"Wow, you really ARE an expert...", I said admiringly and unconsciously grabbed said bulge. When I realized and saw he noticed, I winced and even peed myself a bit.
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Curveballs (Chapters from 200 on.)
RandomIt's about a girl named Lyza and her fates past and present. This novel tells the story of her whose situation in her eyes became hopeless. She reminisces how she ended up in diapers again. Starts at: https://www.wattpad.com/story/296780081-curvebal...
