You know that it's no use trying to hold it, anyway, so you just let go into your waiting nappies. Then, all of a sudden, you hear the sound of a nursery rime. It sounds like it's coming from a cell phone. You look around the room, wondering where it's coming from, but finally realize it's coming from YOU! As if standing there in a pair of soaking wet, cloth diapers, wasn't enough, now, your diapers seem to have some sort of wetness detection system in them!
A few moments later, all of a sudden, the door opens, and in walks your mother!
For a moment, you're too perplexed to say or do anything, and you just stand there, in your wet diaper, as the nursery rhyme continues to play.
"Awwe, she cooes, did Baby wet himz diapee?" Then, all of a sudden, without warning, she reaches down and grabs your rubber-clad crotch, giving it a squeeze, and causing you to blush with humiliation. Her next move is even more invasive though, as she shoves a finger right the leg hole, and up underneath your cloth diaper. You gasp with surprise, as your feel your mom's own finger exploring around your crotch.
"Yep, soaking wet," she says, firmly.
"Mom! What are y-"
You are cut short, as she sticks her other finger to your lips.
"Hush, Baby. She says, in a very strict, firm, matronly, tone. Now, go lie on the bed for Mommy.. Unless you'd rather stay in those wet diapers?
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