“Miles?” Keiko moaned as she stirred from unconsciousness in her husbands arms “I... I think I wet myself”
Soon after keiko was sat down in sick bay as she was examined by doctor Bashir. “There seems to be some kind of discrepancy in your brain waves, it doesn’t seem life threatening but I’ll have to cross reference it with your previous records to be sure as to what it means.” Julian explained as he gestured to her charts and readings. “As for your... other symptoms, I haven’t been able to find any damage to your bladder. But non the less your control has certainly diminished, so I’ll be prescribing you some medical briefs for the time being”
“Diapers?” Keiko said indignantly, a slight blush on her cheeks as the absorbent pad between her and her chair crinkled whenever she adjusted herself.
“Well, yes. But it’s only for a short time until I can determine what treatment to administer. I’ll allow you a moment alone with your options to decide.” With that Julian wheeled out a cart with an assortment of different diapers in all shapes sizes and designs before leaving the mother her privacy.
Keiko hesitated for a moment before picking up the first diaper. The soft material felt interesting in her hands, almost mesmerizing. Squeezing the soft rectangle between her fingers, shaking it slightly to hear the gentle crinkling and before she could think about what she was doing she put it in her mouth. Quickly realizing what was happening Mrs O’Brien quickly removed the diaper from her mouth and wiped the drool away from her lips.
With her mind now cleared by the shock, Keiko focused on her decision, occasionally sucking her thumb without noticing.
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