“What’s happening to me? I’m enjoying this!”, Andrew thought as a feeling of panic at the loss of his adult attitudes made his stomach feel as if it was an elevator whose cables had snapped under the load.

The panic made his weak bowels and bladder evacuate themselves automatically, messing the clean diaper that she had just put on him minutes before. Andrew felt the comfortable warm rush of pee as it ran up the front of his diaper and over his crotch before dripping down to soak the padding beneath his tiny balls. Simultaneously, he felt a small amount of poop slither from his behind with a pronounced tingly feeling of well-being.