Say it would be too embarrassing, unless Danielle was wearing a diaper too.

"I couldn't do that!" Halley spluttered, realising the prospect was suddenly a very actual possibility, that her friend was more than ready to propose. "Way too embarrassing!"

"Why?" Danielle cocked her head with hopeful optimism. "It's not like I haven't seen your bum before." She nodded at the toilet and shower units that were mounted openly on the wall of the one room apartment, designed solely for single person occupancy. In the course of previous visits, both of them had sat on the toilet before in each other's presence, and it had hardly seemed like a remarkable occurance. That was everyday mundanity, though; not to mention Danielle had always been the one to go first in such a case, which made it ten times easier to follow suit.

"Well," Halley bit her lip at that thought. "Maybe it wouldn't be so bad, if you had to wear one too..."

To her surprise, however, Danielle grinned at that, almost as if delighted.

"Yeah, you bet," she agreed unreservedly, with an eager nod. "Of course, I'd do that! Sounds like fun."

"Same rules, too," Halley frowned, wondering how Danielle could be quite so blase about an idea which, to her, still seemed like some great mountain to assail.

"I'll pee in my pants right now, if you want me to," Danielle shrugged cheerfully, "as long as you don't mind cleaning it up."

She wouldn't mind that badly, actually, Halley realised. Picturing Danielle in such condition, Halley recognised that it was only when it was herself the thought was particularly repulsive or humiliating. With a friend, it was just an unfortunate and forgiveable thing. Which, of course, must be how someone like Danielle would regard Halley's own situation in turn. Perhaps this didn't need to be so bad.