But it wasn't just wearing a diaper that was so intriguing to me. To make things even weirder, I had a desire to wet a diaper too. I just really wanted to know what it would feel like to just be able to let loose and feel the warm pee up against my legs and crotch. I could picture Sandy saying “Did my little baby Ian go pee pee in his diapy? Alright, kiddo, lets get that diaper changed…”
Sandy suddenly entered the room, and she startled me a bit as I was shaken out of my fantasy. She asked me if I what I wanted to do as she sat down, and she seemed to be surprised that I didn't have an answer.
“You’re sure acting funny tonight, Ian,” she said. “First you burst out and think I brought a diaper bag for you, then you jump when I enter the room, and now you can’t think of anything to do when normally your head is bursting with ideas.”
“Uh, well, it was kinda, uh, a hard day at school,” I said, forcing myself to keep my eyes away from the diaper bag leaning up against the wall.
This seemed to satisfy her, though. We started watching TV and after a while the pizza arrived and we ate while we watched. Things seemed to be finally getting back on a normal track again. That is, until something unexpected began a turn of events that would lead to a very interesting evening.
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