Jen tried to remove the diaper, but her hands wouldn't grip and small bolts of electricity zapped her fingers when she attempted. She then glanced around for her clothes, but they had disappeared during her panic. Looking around, she then spotted her dresser, which should have some clothes in it. As she walked over to it, the bulky mass of the diaper pushed her legs apart and she was forced to waddle.
She eventually made her way over to the dresser, but when she opened it, she only found a supply of water bottles. Soon her arms stopped obeying her and the water from the water bottles was being forced down her throat. Tears of frustration welled up in her eyes, and the supply was soon drained.
Pressure was building in Jen's bladder, so she clasped tightly to the crotch of the diaper, trying to hold it. A large pain built up and before she realized, pee was flooding the diaper. The diaper itself swelled, now coming down to her knees. Jen started crying, throwing her fists into the floor as she plopped onto her bottom. Her mother heard the noises and immediately Jen heard footsteps and the door opening.
"Jen baby, did you wet yourself again?" Her mother asked, crouching down next to Jen, "Aw, you're so adorable." She then forced a pacifier into Jen's mouth, which betrayed Jen and started suckling on it.
"Time to go to school, sweetie." Her mother said, "After we get you a change, that is." She then proceeded to change Jen's diaper, and Jen was shoved into a stroller and pushed along to school by her mother.