"Stop crying sweetie." His mother placed a hand on his cheek and stroked it gently with her fore-finger, after coming back from placing the diaper bag in the cabinet, "Its not for good, just until you've learned to control your bladder."
Paul wiped some of the tears from his eyes and sniffled, "B-but, the o-other girls will see a-and..." She burst into tears again and covered her face with her hands.
His mother sighed sadly and kissed Paul on the cheek softly, Okay sweetie, you can skip the rest of today's lesson if it will make you feel better, you can come back tomorrow without the diaper, if you go the rest of the day without wetting yourself, okay?"
Paul sniffed again and hugged her mother tightly, "O-okay...I'll do my best Mommy..." he kissed his mother on the cheek and sat up, one last tear dribbling out of his eye.
"Good girl," his mother said softly as she handed Paula her sundress, "You be a good girl while I teach the class okay?"
After his mother had left, Paul stood up and walked around his mothers office, whimpering as he felt the diaper against his tiny buttocks. She sat down at her mothers desk and rested her head against it.
She blinked a few times as something glinted in the drawer to her right, which was open just a crack. She reached over to it, sitting up straight and pulled it open. She gasped as she drew out the amulet that had disappeared after her change.
"Mommy had it the whole time...now I can change back into my old self!" She squealed excitedly.
She wondered where she could find some of her old clothes and bit her tongue softly as she walked over to the closet, the madallion clasped tightly in her left hand.
She had to stand on her tippy-toes to reach the handle, and she had a little trouble turning it with only one hand, but nevertheless, she managed to get the cabinet door open.
She looked up at all the thing sinside it, paper, pens, a medical kit, the diaper bag, and several other things her mother kept for use around the office.
Her lip quivered as she realised that there was nothing that he had ever used in here...but, then again...
She looked up at the very top shelf and saw what looked like and old male dancers outfit. She remembered dancing here a few times when she had been Paul, and she wondered if the male dancer tights were hers.
There was no other option he could think of, his entire warddrobe at home was filled with dresses and panties, if he touched any of them, he doubted it would do him any good to touch them with the amulet.
He put her right foot on the first shelf and gripped the second one with his right hand, s=he slowly started to climb up the shelf, going carefully to make sure he didn't slip, or drop the amulet as he gripped the shelves.
He had almost reached the outfit, when his left hand caught on something and he toppled to the floor, the diaper bag falling onto him.
He cried out as he fell to the ground, and again when the bag fell on him. He began sat up and rubbed the back of his head slowly, tears welling up in her eyes, "Oww.."
He gasped suddenly and looked down at the diaper bag, he pushed it off himself and couldn't help but scream in fear.