Her smile turned into a confused frown when she felt a growing warmth between her chubby legs. It took the baby girl all of two seconds to realize that she was peeing herself but because of her new lack of control hadn't felt the need to go. Amanda just stood there as she continued to empty her bladder, the steady stream of urine escaping her being dutifully soaked up by her diaper.
Feeling the padding strapped to her waist swell and puff up as it did its job Amanda's smile returned as she made pee pee. Once she was done she looked at her reflection in the mirror and saw the saggy yellow tinted diaper hanging from her hips. Delighted with her unexpected wetting Amanda squeezed her legs together causing the damp garment to squish. Running her hand down there she marveled at the warm wetness of her saturated padding, her mirror counterpart doing the same. Amanda couldn't believe how great it felt to be wearing a freshly soaked diaper. If this was what it was like to go number one in them she could scarcely imagine what it must be like to go number two. Once the thought of pooping her pants crossed her mind it was all Amanda could think about.
Her eyes then drifted down toward the phone resting in her pocket.