Home alone, his wife out with the kids, Erik opens the box of punishment diapers in the privacy of his bedroom.
"Hee, punishment diapers? My sweetie may get off with me wearing these. Still if they're self-cleaning, they're better than Dependz. No way am I wearing this for 10 years, let's try a three hour setting and see how that goes."
Modeling in front of the mirror, Erik can't help but laugh. Then he hears a laugh behind him. It's his brother in law Steve. Steve is holding the box of punishment diapers and the remote.
"Uh, Steve, what are you doing here?" Erik Royce asks in concern.
"Well, my sis always said you liked to be babied, but I had no idea! Let's see how this remote works."
"No!" shouts Erik as his bowels rumble noisily. His diaper grows suddenly heavy as a rank odor fills the room.
"Guess, the mess button works. Now what should I compel you to do?" Steve says laughing evilly.
Erik takes one step toward him, and Steve presses the remote and commands, "Sit down where you are and stay there!"
There is an awful squishing sound as Erik plops down on his butt on the floor. He sits there angry and helpless. He mutters, "I thought these things were self-cleaning."
"There's a button for that, but I think I'll let you stew in your own juices for a while...oh, my here's a hidden control panel." He laughs evilly, Erik wonders what's next...