Changing, interrupted.

Anna stands over you, looking down at your bloated yellowed diaper, she then quickly squats down and picks up the wipes, powder and fresh diaper in one go and deposits them in the empty washbasin your feet are hanging over. She now proceeds to get to work on you, deftly undoing the sticky tape sides and peeling the diaper away gently between your legs. You're getting pretty used to the routine now and without prompting you lift your butt off the surface of the changing block allowing Anna to slide the used pampers out from underneath you. Taking it away she walks to the other side of the room where the diaper bin is, pressing down the pedal as the top flap opens she then proceeds to stuff it inside, it`s a bit of a struggle as the bin is clearly designed to only take the diapers of babies/young infants and not those of grown boys.

After disposing of your last undergarment she returns to you and proceeds to pull a few wet wipes from the packaging. For the last few months you decided to keep it bare down there, especially after hearing from your peers how it looks bigger with no pubic hair. Ever since you borrowed some of your sister`s Veet and took a disposable razor with you into the shower you hadn't regretted your decision since. You figured it looked a lot better bare than with a mess of pubic hair and thought it would be much more likely to impress a girl when that time finally came round.

Anna proceeds to wipe your balls, cleaning them of the sticky dried urine before grabbing another wipe to go over the inside of your upper thighs and around the base of your cock. With a third wipe Anna proceeds to gently wipe your flaccid penis, resting it against her palm upright as the warm sterile wipe erases the last traces of your accident. You can't but let out a small sigh of pleasure as the soft wetness rubs against your tender region.

"Mommy`s good little boy..." Anna whisphers, almost as if acknowledging your utterance of pleasure.

Once cleaned she applies a liberal dose of powder before getting the fresh new diaper. Again, with out prompting you lift your butt up off the changing table allowing Anna to slide part of it under you. Once it's in position your gently rest your butt down again, the feeling of the fake marble now replaced by the soft absorbent cloth in the interior of your disposable. Anna wastes no time in getting you tightly taped up and before you know it you're off the table and on your feet again as Anna proceeds to pack way wipes and talcum powder back in to her bag.

You proceed to the door to get your t-shirt, you only make it half way though as three loud knocks hammer on the door.

"Ma`am, can you open up in there please?" Calls the voice on the other side of the door.