You drive to the theater

“Come on, grab your stuff and let’s get going” Julie says, while pulling you out of the door into the direction of her car. She opens it and pushes you onto the back seat. Than she goes to the driver seat and locks the child safety lock, so you can’t open the doors. She sits down and hands you the bottle with laxatives: “Before we start, you have to drink some to stay hydrated, my sweet baby”. After you drank about one quarter of the 1.5l bottle, Julie starts the car and drives to the movie theater. “When did have your last accident potty pants?” Julie asks while driving. “Last month” you answer embarrassed “but only because the library’s toilet was being repaired and the next one was too far away”. “You are an adult and still wet your pants? Oh I was so right to make you my little potty pants” She mocks you. “I’m not a baby, I can control myself”. “Oh, then there should be no problem to make our bet even more interesting right? Let’s say, if you can hold it till midnight, then you are allowed to diaper me for one week, but if you wet yourself before that, you will not only become my little potty pants, but you will only be allowed to act like my baby for one whole week, no matter what, OK?” Julie asks? “Bet, I can hold it till midnight”