Pink Diaper Beginnings

As the last word rolled out of his mother's mouth, Ash dashed off. Taking the stairs up two at a time, eventually reaching the second floor. Then it's a quick left, coming upon a closet.

"Here we go." Ash thought, pulling the closet door back. There, a package of girly pink diapers awaited the trainer. Ripping the package open, he pulled a diaper out. Walking over to the bathroom, he discarded his underwear. The diaper comes on in it's place.

The walk down is a lot louder. Mostly by way of the crinkliness of the diaper. Though, Ash did try to

"How does it feel, dear?" Delia inquired, messing with something in her hands. Ash tried to get a good look at it, but couldn't quite manage it. Almost taunting to an extent.

"I love it." Ash answered, watching Delia's hand opening up. Inside, was a pink pacifier. She stood up, slipping it into the trainer's mouth.

"How about now?"