"Mom, before we do anything, I've got something that I wanna tell you." May says.
"Don't tell me you are sexually active?" Morgan gasps.
"Heavens no. I think most of the guys at school are toolbags." May answers.
"You doing drugs? Pot? Crack?" Morgan says, growing really scared.
"No, no. I was offered pot once, but I turned it down. I'd never ruin my life with things like that. I think it's easier to explain if I showed you." May says. She then slips her pink basketball shorts down and shows her white diaper to her mother.
"Well, that's a far cry from what I expected." Morgan says.
"Mom, I've been wearing diapers most of the time for a while. I just wasn't sure how to tell you. I'm always scared that you'd find out and call me a freak." May says, on the verge of crying. Morgan walks over and hugs her daughter.
"May, I would never get upset at you for being who you are. All of what I thought it was are far worse honey. Also, I don't know if you remember, but I think I know when your fascination with diapers began. I think you were 7 and your father had just walked out on us. You were also still bedwetting at the time, so I did have you in diapers at night for it. Most, if not all, kids would have thrown a fit about it. You never did. You even somewhat looked forward to it. I even remember one time when you were 8 when you had even asked me if I could change you into a clean diaper. I still regret that moment. I said no when I should have said yes. May, you should never be afraid to be who you are, especially around me. I will always love you, honey." Morgan explains, as she comforts her daughter.
"I gotta poop really bad." May says.
"Go on ahead, sweetie." Morgan says.
"Mommy............" May cries.
"It's okay, baby. That's what I'm here for." Morgan comforts. May then slowly defecates into her padded undergarment.
"Oh, jeez. I haven't heard that smell in a while." Morgan says.
"I think I was 5 when I last had a poopy diaper." May replies.
"Indeed. Now then, you brought changing supplies in your bag?" Morgan asks.
"Sure did." May answers. Morgan fetches May's bag and pulls out her changing supplies as well as a clean diaper.
"Lie down, my big baby." Morgan says. May lies on the floor. Morgan strips off the messy diaper and throws it in the trash. She then wipes her sensitive areas as well as her posterior. She then lifts her legs up, applies powder, unfolds the clean diaper and slips it under her daughter. She then sets her down, pulls the diaper front up and secures the tapes.
"Like riding a bike, you never forget." Morgan says.
"Thanks, Mommy......" May says.
"Don't mention it, baby." Morgan says, helping her daughter to her feet. They then go to the sofa and have a seat.
"May, I have to ask this. I know now that you are a DL, correct?" Morgan asks.
"Diaper Lover, yes." May answers.
"Given your age, are you a TBDL?" Morgan asks.
"Teen Baby Diaper Lover? What would you define as that?" May asks.
"Well, TBDLs get spoon fed, bottle fed to them........" Morgan says before May cuts her off.
"Heavens no. Just diapers. I'd like control of my limbs, thank you." May replies.
"Alrighty then." Morgan says.
"I hope I brought enough diapers. 13,14........no, I didn't." May says, realizing they would be here all summer and knowing she didn't bring enough diapers. Morgan then calls the front desk.
"Hello, is there a store nearby because my 17-year-old wears diapers and......" Morgan asks.
"How big and how tall is she?" the receptionist asks.
"She's 5'11" and a normal build." Morgan answers.
"Okay, we'll give you as many as you need. Diapers here are free of charge." the receptionist answers.
"Oh, thank you so much. May will appreciate it." Morgan says.
"Enjoy your stay, M'am." the receptionist says before the call ends.
"Well, the resort will provide all the diapers you need and it's free." Morgan says.
"I don't think you QUITE get what all expenses paid really means, Mommy." May says.
"I do know. So, what should we do next?" Morgan asks.