With that out of the way, you return to the mother's room.
Everything in there was still the same as before, even the diaper you had left on the floor was still here.
"Maybe I should put it on..." you thought and focus your gaze on the diaper. For some reason, you feel it call it you. As if it wants to be worn by you...
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