"Wait, but I --"
Before I could finish speaking, I froze in place after a strange warm sensation began to spread around my crotch. The store attendant seemed surprised, before breaking out into a smile and stifling a giggle.
"Those were the consequences I mentioned earlier," she chuckled. "I just didn't think they would take effect so quickly."
"W-- What just happened?" I stammered. "Why do I..."
Pulling back the waistband of my shorts, I saw that a yellow stain was quickly spreading across the front of the cars training pants. Apparently, forgetting to take off the training pants before I left the room meant that my potty training had been reduced to a level at which I still needed them.
"Wait, but I'm sixteen! I'm not-- I can't go through potty training again!" My face flushed bright red with embarrassment. "I'm going to apply to college soon! I shouldn't have trouble making it to the potty on time!"
The attendent's initial amusement was quickly being replaced by irritation at my loud protests.
"Listen kid, I warned you about the rules. You are the one who forgot to take the training pants off, and now you need to live with the consequences. Since you broke the rules, our store is unable to revert the effect that the training pants have had on you."
Hearing this news, my heart sank as I began to worry about my future--one I never imagined I would be spending in diapers.
"You are bothering the other customers and being very disruptive. I am going to have to ask you to leave." Seeing my panicked expression, she continued on. "However, before you leave, I will let you take a potty-training sticker chart free of charge with you. That way, you can get started on training yourself immediately, and you will be fully continent again before starting college. How does that sound?"