Went Again - Still (with short story)

Tanya froze in place once she felt her rectum relax and a sudden feeling of relief wash over her far too abruptly for her to do anything about it. Quick and without warning she felt something warm amass in the seat of her diaper, making it bulge out further than it already was from having wet herself several times earlier.

Oh no, not again! Tanya thought, her mind racing towards a proper solution to her predicament, not coming up with anything.

Maybe it's not noticeable, she hoped. Just pretend like nothing happened, Tanya. Your diaper is clean. Don't act like there's anything to worry about.

Yet it only took five seconds before somebody noticed, and it was the last person she wanted to notice at that particular moment.

"You okay, Tanya?" Tanya's mother asked, holding out a hand and rubbing her shoulder as if to console her for her little snafu.

"Uh-huh," Tanya replied softly, trying and failing to act as inconspicuously as she could.

"Did someone just go number two?" her mother questioned, seeing right through her. Tanya shifted slightly away from her mother so as to hide any potential evidence of the mess in her pants which may have been visible. However this seemed to only make her more suspicious.

"I won't be mad if you did, Honey," her mother said. "Now tell me, did you go number two?"

The fact that they were having this conversation out in public while standing in line was enough to make Tanya's face red like a tomato. Although her mother must have interpreted that as an answer to her question because she did not skip a beat grabbing Tanya's waist and spinning her around so that she could confirm her suspicion. Tanya covered her face with both hands, giving up her efforts to hide it and simply wishing to avoid eye contact from the other people in line who were about to witness a fully grown woman getting her dirty diaper checked.

"Uh oh, I thought I smelled something," Tanya's mother exclaimed. "And you peed yourself, too, when were you going to tell me that?"

Tanya's mother gave the back of her diaper a pat as she stood back up to move forward in line. "It's alright, Honey, I know you can't help it. We better get you into a new diaper soon, though. You're lucky you didn't start leaking half way across the mall.

Tanya said nothing. And though she had her hands hiding her face she could sense the other people in line judging her. It was foolish to think that she could have gone a day without using her diaper, and even more so to think that nobody would notice when she did. And to think she always seemed to forget why she absolutely hated the mall.