This wasn't right. They had to have sent me the wrong package! But the cover of the DVD case had the right title: "A Little Workout, guaranteed to make you less self-conscious about your weight." Everyone online was losing their minds over it. They say it really works. But the DVD came with another package: a case of disposable adult diapers and a large pacifier. I had to read the instructions three times to be sure. "Why do I have to wear this thing?" I said to myself.
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I mean, I'd paid for it, right? And everybody said it worked? So in for a penny and in for a pound, as they say: it didn't mean I liked this one bit, though, or thought it made a lick of sense. A diaper did not seem condusive to better self confidence.
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Actually, it was the opposite. Standing in front of the mirror, entirely naked but for my tennis shoes, socks, and a thick white diaper between my legs, I had never been more self conscious. I looked so stupid! But what was done was done. I took the pacifier and popped it in my mouth, then went to start my workout.
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The workout video was silly, it was so silly!! Who would ever think this would work? And what was worse, after the pastel logos and childish music, it seemed as though every single pose or position was designed to make it completely obvious that I was wearing a diaper!! And still... it was kinda fun...?
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I bent down and touched my toes, giggling to the silly music. Then I lifted my leg up and fell flat down on my diapered bottom. The swirling colors on the screen were so pretty, and I... I just wanted to watch TV all day. I sucked softly on my pacifier as the diaper grew wet between my legs.
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I couldn't remember finishing the workout, but by the time I thought about anything it was because my tummy was growling and it was dinner time. Huh? Had I gone all day without eating? I poked at the wet diaper between my legs and giggled, waddling to my feet from the makeshift floor play area I'd made somewhere along the line, and giggled again. Maybe this would work!