Put on the diaper

"Fine. Ill wear the stupid diaper."

He hands it to you and turns around, satisfied smirk on his face. "Give me your pants when you're done."

"That wasn't part of the deal!" You protest as your boxers fall around your ankles. He just waves his phone in the air, and you sigh, tossing your pants at the back of his head.

You pull the diaper up around your waste and strap it. It's big, and crinkly, and you can't walk right. It comes out as a kind of waddle. "There. I'm done."

He turns around, smile on a face, and_ *FLASH* _snaps a picture of you standing there pantsless in a diaper.

"What the fuck!" You say, lunging at it, but he just pushes you aside.

"Want this picture to never leave my phone? Then you are gonna do exactly as I say."