Remember how once your private parts were a secret? Yeah, sweetie, that was a long time ago. There’s no hiding yourself now.
Privacy is only for big girls.
"But, but I am a big girl, daddy.”
"Big girls don’t wet their diapers, pumpkin, and you"—he squeezed the overly squishy, obviously soaked padding between her legs—"are a very wet little girl."
She whimpered and hid her face in the crook of his neck. “It was an accident. Just one.”
"I know you had an accident, pumpkin. Little girls just can’t help it. It’s okay that you wet yourself. That’s why daddy’s been putting you in diapers." His voice dripped condescension in a way that made her feel pitiful and throbby all at the same time. "Now let’s be honest, this diaper is much too squishy for just ‘one’ accident…"