Put your pants on over the diaper and join Stephen.

You put your pants and shoes back on and throw your underwear into the bag with the diapers then rejoin Stephen.

"Pizza is on the way." He says.

"Great." You say. "I'm starving."

You start a movie and soon the pizza arrives. Not long after you finish eating you begin to feel the need to pee. You ignore it for now.

Some time later, as the pressure on your bladder is becoming more urgent, Stephen stands up and says "I'll be right back." With that, he heads to the bathroom.

That turns out to be a lie. You wait and wait as your bladder starts to hurt. You worry that if you hold on much longer you're going to damage it and then you would really need diapers.

Finally you give up and flood the diaper. You feel the warm liquid pool under your bottom and then the wetness spreads to your thighs.

"Shit." You stand up and confirm your fear. Your diaper has leaked. There's two small wet patches on the cushion where pee leaked out the leg holes.

Finally you hear Stephen flush the toilet. He returns to find you standing there with two wet patches on the back of your pants.

"I'm sorry." You say, turning very red. "I guess I didn't put it on properly."

"Don't worry about it." He says. "Go use my shower and get yourself cleaned up."

You shower and emerge, wrapped in a towel. "I just realised I don't have anything to..." You freeze when you see an attractive woman standing with Stephen.

"Daniel, This is Amy from next door." He introduces you. "She's studying nursing."

"Hi Daniel." She greets you gently, politely ignoring your near nudity. "Stephen told me you needed help with your diapers."