"Yes, she does know," Tina says.
"Then why does she want me diapered?" Leah demands.
"She's worried about you having accidents. She doesn't have kids, and her house is full of expensive things she doesn't want pee or poop on."
"I'm a teenager! I won't have accidents!"
"That's not what your wet diaper tells me," Tina says. Leah blushes. "Anyways, it's non-negotiable. Maybe you can keep your diaper clean the whole time and prove you don't need them."
"But-"
"And at least Rita agreed to let you change your own diaper, and go out of the house without one."
"Why am I dressed like a toddler, then?" Leah asks.
"It fits over your diaper better. And you'll have a diaper bulge any time you have one on, so unless you want to dress like a diapered teen..." Leah groans at the idea. Tina smiles. "Don't worry, I packed some of your regular clothes to wear when you go out and about."
"Thanks," Leah says in relief.
"Now, we have to get moving! Rita's waiting for us!" Tina picks Leah up and brings her to the car, where she is buckled into a car seat, as she looks like someone who needs one. She can see her bags already loaded up on the seat beside her.
Okay, this could be worse. Just because she's stuck in diapers at Rita's house doesn't mean she needs to use them. In fact, if she avoids using them, hopefully Rita will allow her to stop wearing them. Leah looks down at her slightly yellowed diaper. Unfortunately, keeping her diapers clean might be easier said than done.