putting on her socks, she was surprised at how colorful they appeared. putting on her shoes she walks downstairs. "Alright I'm ready." she said. "Alright let me put on my shoes and well be ready to go." he said. hearing ths sound of keys jingling. she remembered that she doesnt have her purse. Runing upstairs she see a small book bag on her dresser. Looking around she gave up and opened the small bookbags closest zipper. she finds her phone and her makeup. (Close enough) she thought. walking down stairs she cant help but feel that those items were in her purse. but it seems to not be the case. *trtrtrtr* the sound of an old diesel truck brought her forward. "Running out the door. she manages to get to the truck. A feeling of friction caused the inner part of her legs to slightly burn as her legs grinded against her diaper.
Alright have fun. (I can punish her for it later.) still thinking of his supply of punishment diapers. Driving down the road, she pees a little damping her diaper feeling hot and moist for a moment. then the urnine cools down. feeling a little cold she adjust hers legs. accidentally making the diaper press against her pussy the friction nearly causing her to get really horn, *phhchchch* a sound unlike urine as she cums a little. Not wanting to cause herself anymore of that. she stops moving.