Nah

After catching your breath, you stand back up, and put your junk away in their thoroughly soiled containment. You hike your shorts up, causing your mess to press up against you, the hot mush squishing between your skin and the soaked fabric causing you to shudder. No time to clean up though, since you don't have to, and you're now on a mission.

Walking with shit pressed against your ass and clearly forming a bulge in the seat of your pants is about as strange as everything that's happened to you so far, but you take it in stride, hips swaying with no effort to hide your messy "accident" from the world.

Phone, wallet, keys, and you're out the door.

The people around you, you find, also all have either obvious wetness, diaper-like bulges in their clothes, or both. Some people are seen waddling with an obvious and leaking diaper, and others wetting or soiling themselves with little to no interruption to their daily tasks, and no one seems to find any of it odd.

You quickly navigate to a nearby shop, selling a variety of diapers at a shockingly affordable price compared to what you knew before.

You pick out a few that seem good, pay at the register with the girl around your own age with a seriously sagging pair of jeans, and head back home to try on one of the things you got.