After confessing my humiliating diaper secret to the club bouncer, he teases me about needing to wear diapers. Asking to see it over and over, he taunts me more saying if I really don t need them I should show him. I refuse, but after pestering me I finally get fed up and flash him my diaper from underneath my latex, loudly yelling that I don t need them. This brings the whole night club s attention to me, and suddenly laughs erupt in the room as I m the center of attention. My worst nightmare! Humiliated beyond belief, I suddenly wet my diaper. The crowd keeps laughing and I beg the bouncer to help point me in the direction of somewhere I can get changed. He taunts me more, refusing to help until I promise him that I ll always wear diapers in public if he ll just let me change my wet diaper.
