The last I got left

I felt every eye on me in that room, from the crowd of girls around me and from those watching from afar. I also literally felt girls around me pretending to indirectly touch my body, grazing my arm or their hand hitting my thighs.

I saw the lady at the front desk staring at me in shock halfway standing up from where she was sitting, mouth gaping with a little smirk as she tilting her glasses down to get a better look.

"Why are you wearing a diaper? That's embarrassingly cute! I guess he just wants to always be a little boy! Oh, and what is this?" A girl next to me said with a big gasp.

I didn't realize it until the girl pointed it out to everyone, but when I had fallen, the sample cup went sprawling out across the floor, bursting open and creating a mess on the floor... and on my pull-up when I hit the ground.

"Look, I think he wet himself!" A middle aged woman yelled.

Girls giggled and pointed in disgust at the scene of me in a wet diaper.

"No-no, I fell and had a urine sample-" I started to say, but I didn't see where the sample cup went. Someone must have picked it up or something. They weren't going to believe me.

"Oh, we got a urine sample all right!" As laughter erupted from the waiting room.

"Looks like somebody needs a diaper change!" A dark skinned woman announced.

More laughter and giggles followed by cheering and clapping at that announcement. I couldn't believe what I just heard and tried to process everything that was happening in that moment. But the embarrassment was so shocking that I couldn't think. I just stood there.