Maybe you shouldn't risk it

Deciding against it, you roll over and try to go back to sleep in a wet diaper.

You wake up to your alarm, and go downstairs to find your mom already sitting at the table, sipping a coffee and reading the paper, bacon and eggs ready on the stoove. Andrew is already off to work thankfully.

"So, you made it through the night, huh?" She asks without looking up "Don't answer that, I can smell the pee from here. Sit down, eat, then I'll change you."

You sit down at the table and begin forking down breakfast as quick as possible, anxious to get your diaper off.

"Are you done?" You mother looks up. "Good, clean the table and go lay down in the living room with your feet in the air."

You do so, and as she unstraps your diaper, she says: "Well, since you were such a good little boy last night, I'll give you a gift!"

She pulls a small, wrapped box from behind her back. "There you go, unwrap it!"

You do so, and discover a pair of pink plastic pants. "Wha--?"

"look at the back, look at the back!" Your mom giggles as she straps your new diaper on.

They say "BABY BOY".

"Now, put them on!"

"Wait, I thought you said I wouldn't have to wear it doing the day?"

"Oh, I just want a modeling session. Or do you want even more rules?"