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And where do you think you’re going?  Out?  Not so fast.  Come here.  

Did I stutter?  I said to come here.

You forget so quickly that things are different now.  Your punishment doesn’t end just because you’re going out with some friends.  This is a way of life now.  Well...until you can manage to keep your pants clean.  But we both know that’s not going to happen anytime soon.  Come now, show me your diaper.  Is it clean?

Oh knock it off with the whole “blushing and bashful” routine.  How many times now this week have I cleaned your dirty diapers?  Hurry up and pull your pants down, or else I’ll do it for you.  I won’t be nice about it, either.

Good boy.  Hmm, a little damp.  Not totally soaked.  I’ll leave it up to you.  If you want to get changed before you go hang out with your friends, that’s fine, but you’re going to need to give me a better excuse than that to change you. You probably have enough time if you want to try to push anything else into your diaper.

Otherwise? If you want to just go out now, go for it.  But if you have another one of your “accidents,” you’re liable to leak.  I can’t imagine you’d want your friends to see that.

I’ll be in my room.  You let me know what you want to do.

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