After Jessica taped the new diaper onto herself, she slowly got up from her bed. It was hard to ignore the large bulk between her legs and the tightly constricting material around her bottom and crotch, but she had come to enjoy the sensations they brought her.
She waddled her way over to the full-length mirror on the wall and spent a few minutes admiring herself. She ran her fingers along the crinkly padding along her privates. Despite having just had an intense orgasm, the feeling of wearing the diaper was still extremely arousing to her. She moaned in pleasure lightly. She was so mesmerized in these feelings that she did not even hear the sound of the front door opening downstairs, or the sounds of footsteps coming up the steps.
However, by the time the footsteps reached her bedroom, she became aware of them. That's when it dawned on her; she had left her bedroom door wide open. She would have hurried to close it, but by the time she turned around, the footsteps had reached her.
She heard a familiar voice call out "Hey, Mom, you'll never guess what-"
A moment later, the person reached her. Standing before Charlotte was her 12-year old son, Charlie. He had his backpack over his shoulder, and his mouth was open from when he had been talking. He had cut himself off in mid-sentence, but his mouth was still hanging open very wide for another reason.
Charlotte quickly covered her breasts with both arms. For some reason, she preferred her son seeing her diaper rather than her cleavage. Still, it did little to ease the awkward situation they were both in right now.
After a minute of uncomfortable silence, Charlotte said nervously "Umm... H-h-hi, sweetie. Wh-wh-why are you home so early?"
Charlie needed a moment to clear his head. Once he did, he softly replied "Something urgent came up for most of the faculty, so they let us out early. I was barely off the bus before they told us to get back on."
This made perfect sense to Charlotte. Her son would not lie to her, and he was not one to skip school. However, this early dismissal proved to be bad news for her.
After more unpleasant silence, Charlie asked calmly "Mom, now that I've answered your question, I'd like you to answer one of mine."
"Why am I wearing... this?" Jessica presumed, gesturing to her diaper.
Charlie steadily nodded his head, eagerly waiting for an answer.
Charlotte tried to think of what to say, but how could she explain to her pre-teen son that she wore diapers because they made her feel secure and aroused? Neither she nor Justin had ever told him anything about the birds and the bees yet. And even if they had, what would Charlie think of his mother if he found out she... got off by wearing and using diapers. He would probably think of her as a freak.
At this thought, Charlotte gradually looked down at the floor and began to tear up. She lowered herself to the ground, her arms still covering her chest as she began to cry.
Charlie just stood by watching her, unsure of what to do next.
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