Carpool Lane (X)

Ashley isn't sure she can hold it through traffic! She yanks on the wheel and floors it into the carpool lane. She passes five cars, ten cars, twenty cars, and she can see freedom! She quickly approaches and passes the accident site, feeling proud of herself for getting through traffic. She then merges across four empty lanes and approaches her exit when suddenly red and blue lights appear in her rearview mirror, followed by the sound of a siren.

Ashley curses and pulls over. A female officer approaches as Ashley turns off her engine and rolls down the window.

"License and registration, please."

Ashley hands over her papers.

"Ma'am, are you aware you were speeding in the carpool lane?"

"I'm sorry officer, I--"

"Yes or no, ma'am. Are you aware that you were speeding in the carpool lane?"

Ashley pauses... "...yes"

"Ma'am, step out of the vehicle."

Ashley steps out onto the side of the road, legs crossed, bladder aching. As the officer scold her and begins writing a ticket, Ashley cannot help fidgeting and resorts to holding her crotch with her hands. The officer notices this and is suddenly attentive of the subtle bulge in Ashley's skirt.

"Ma'am, are you hiding something?"

"What? No! Of course not!"

"Then you'll have no problem with me searching your person. For my own safety, I need to make sure you are not concealing a weapon."

"Why would I--"

Ashley is interrupted once again by the officer, this time spinning Ashley to face the vehicle. Ashley sticks out her hands and catches the roof of her car, but the sudden jolt forces her to release a long spurt of pee into her diaper before Ashley clamps her legs shut. Unfortunately, the officer then kicks Ashley's legs apart, taking away Ashley's control over her over-filled bladder. As the officer pats her down, she stops at Ashley's hips, feeling movement. She then shifts one hand to the front of Ashley's abdomen, the other to the padding between her legs, where the officer feels the expanding padding. Curious as to her findings, the officer presses somewhat forcibly on Ashley's abdomen, causing Ashley to grunt and pee faster. As the subject of Ashley's secret finally clicks with the officer, she raises Ashley's skirt, the large, white (but quickly yellowing) backside of the nighttime diaper now displayed to everyone driving by.

Ashley can only hang her head in shame as the authoritative officer uses her nightstick to pull down Ashley's pantyhose to her ankles, the now heavy, clearly yellow diaper sagging halfway to Ashley's knees.