The four friends were sitting on the blanket enjoying their picnic. They were telling jokes and laughing and having a grand old time. The sun had finished setting and the streetlights were beginning to turn on. It was a lovely evening. As they sat and joked around, none of them noticed that the leaves on the tree had began to move.
Several minutes later, Sam paused. Something was amiss. Sam looked around. He shrugged it off as being nerves.
"Sam, are you okay?" Susan asked.
"I'm fine, why would think otherwise?" Sam answered.
"I only ask because your pants are wet," Susan replied.
Sam looked down. Sure enough, he had wet his pants. He began to panic. Why hadn't he felt the need to use the restroom?
"Does little Sammy need a diaper?" Jeff teased.
"Don't tease little Sammy," Ashley barked. "Your pants are wet too!"
Jeff looked down at his pants. As sure as Sam's pants were wet, Jeff's were wet as well. He joined Sam in the panic.
Unbeknownst to the four, the moon had disappeared from the sky. They were too busy focusing on their predicament. As they continued to bicker, a shadowy figured approached.
"Why are you kids out so late? Do your parents know where you are?" The figure asked.
All four of them froze and turned their attention to the stranger. Susan and Ashley and took one look at the stranger and they each wet their pants. All four friends had now wet themselves.
"Oh dear, it looks like none of you are ready for big kid underwear yet," The figure added.
A quick snap of her fingers caused all four of the friends pants and underwear to disappear. In place of pants, each person wore a thick, white diaper. Another finger snap, and each of the four was sucking on a pacifier.
"Well, I can take care of you until your parents come to pick you up," The figure added. "My name is Leslie, but you can call me mommy."
Leslie snapped her fingers again and stroller with four seats appeared. Leslie then loaded up all four of the friends into the stroller. She began to push the stroller down the road. The four friends were terrified, and all they could do is suck on their pacifiers for comfort.
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