diaper of salvation
Sarah decided to clean herself inside and out and took some laxative pills while she emptied. She had a class at the gym and wasn't going to miss it. Mischievously, she put on a diaper, as if it were an erotic secret under her workout clothes.
The music played softly, her classmates followed along, and she moved sensually, but soon her belly began to rumble with intense heat. She felt wet, bubbling gas and that delicious pressure that only foretold disaster. Each jump made her tremble, and the diaper slowly absorbed what escaped. With each contraction, a guilty pleasure coursed through her, mixed with shame and morbid curiosity. Still, she didn't abandon the class; she ended it sweating and excited by what was hiding between her legs.
When she got home, she undressed in front of the mirror and pulled down her diaper. The warm, dirty lump made her laugh and moan with relief. Using a few damp cloths, she cleaned herself slowly, enjoying every touch, before stepping into the shower and letting the hot water wash away any traces.
She knew there would be even more accidents today, so she mischievously put on another diaper. She smiled mischievously: wiping her bottom had become a dirty, exciting, and naughty game that she planned to enjoy to the very end.
