Take off your pants.

"Okay." you agree, taking off your shoes. You remove your socks, then your pants and your underwear. You feel a bit silly wearing just a t-shirt, like some sort of cartoon character, so you take that off too and wait completely naked in Sarah's room as she takes your clothes to the laundry.

When she returns, she opens a drawer and takes out a puffy white disposable diaper. "Lay down and I'll put this on you."

"A diaper?" You ask in disbelief.

"I said you could wear my clothes." She says. "These are my underwear. I don't even own panties."

"Fine" you say, laying on the bed. "But I feel like you tricked me into this."

She smiles as she unfolds the diaper and slides it under your bottom. "You feel like that because it's true." She pulls the padding up between your legs and holds it firmly against your stomach as she fastens the tapes. "Anyway. This will protect my clothes if you have any more accidents." She fiddles with the lead guards to make sure they are in the right place then helps you up from the bed.

You take a few experimental steps. Feeling the padding squash between your legs and slide against your bottom. How could Sarah ever forget that she's wearing these?

"See." Sarah says. "It's not so bad."

"I guess not." It's not a lie. The diaper is pretty comfortable it is even weirdly comforting even if you do feel like a giant baby in it.

Sarah retrieves a simple floral dress from her wardrobe. "Here. You can wear this."

"A dress?" you ask.

"I don't think you'll fit any of my pants." She says. "Besides, a dress hides diapers better."