you'd finally done it. you'd worked up the courage to wear a diaper to the mall. standing in front of the mirror in your bedroom, you contemplated pairs of pants, trying to visualize how visible your padding might be underneath. in the end sweatpants seemed like the safest option. and... just to make sure, you wore a zip-up jacket that hid your butt.
after surveying a number of stores, gawking at astronomical prices, and walking around, you were pretty hungry. your growling stomach didn't let you forget. hitting up the food court was easy, though the crowd had you a bit on edge. almost every table was full or at least semi-occupied, and it being the lunch rush meant the place was packed. you picked one of the most secluded tables you could find after grabbing your food, but you were still surrounded. audibly, hopefully, only to you, your diaper crinkled against the plastic seat.
about halfway through your meal you noticed a commotion across the food court. craning your head above the crowd to get a peek, your jaw dropped. there, a stroller, was a person presumably only a little older than you. a pacifier bobbed from their lips. a very visible diaper peeked out from their onesie. the woman who was presumably toting around the 'baby' had one hand on the stroller and one hand on her phone, which she talked in to loud enough that you could hear her laughing across the room. hurriedly, you grabbed the remains of your meal and made for the trash can. you weren't hungry anymore. you had to get a closer look.
there was no mistaking it. that was someone in a stroller and a thick diaper in the middle of the mall like it was no big deal. you were suddenly self conscious about your own diaper and you pulled down your jacket to hide your butt more. okay. you'd seen enough and you had to go. but as you skirted past the 'mother' and her 'baby', the hand holding onto the stroller reached out and snatched onto you.
it didnt matter how much you weighed, she lifted you into the air as if you were a sack of potatoes. and then she pulled down your pants. heat bloomed in your cheeks as she exposed your diaper to the entire food court, holding you over her shoulder.
"hang on, ill call you right back." she says into her phone before hanging up, directing her full attention to you. "dont think i dont know when someones crinkling in my vicinity." her voice sent shivers up your spine. as if against your control, your bladder suddenly emptied into the diaper held close to her head. "weak bladder? or just a little afraid?" still carrying you over her shoulder, she grabs onto the stroller yet again, heading in the direction of the doors. you shield your eyes from the stares of the people around you as youre suddenly turned to face them.
"changing supplies are in the car, and then... well, obviously i cant let you just leave without something in return. and my baby here has always wanted a younger sibling to play with."
