"I'm sorry", I told Mom when she began stripping me off the clothes in the bathroom and I saw I had also stained the coat.
"That should be the least of our worries, honey. But we only got 30 minutes to get you back and you don't have another pair of anthracite jeans. I gotta wash them in the sink and throw em in the tumbler...", Mom thought aloud while I stared terrified at the wet diaper that covered my stained denim pants. The last time she had put a diaper over my pants was when I was still a small child.
"Thank you, Mommy"
"Nevermind. But you gotta clean yourself up, hun", she explained while unstrapping my diaper. It dropped to the ground and its white padding featured a big yellow stain. More embarrassing though was the ridiculously big stain beyond the crotch of the jeans and Moms open-mouthed reaction to it. She quickly overplayed it by opening the button and pulling down my pants, but I still teared up.
Mom wiped a tear from my cheek before taking my wet jeans to the kitchen sink. I just stood there with wet panties and pad clinging to my butt cheeks and cried before I remembered that I needed to hurry up. I quickly removed the drenched pad from my panties and noticed a brown stain on its way to the bin. Then I dropped my panties and carefully saved my shirt since I would need that one when I returned to school. I quickly showered my crotch and bottom and tried not to get too upset as the water drained off in a slightly brownish hue for the first few seconds. I must have also leaked something solid when I had accidentally farted out of fear at school. I carefully smeared myself with shower gel and rinsed it off before taking a towel. The nice scent of the body wash helped me to finally relax a bit. I rolled up the only remaining thorn in my side being the dirty diaper and binned it as well. In this moment Mom came back from the basement:
"How far along are you, honey?"
"I'll be ready after I rubbed myself down, Mom", I told her with a smile when I noticed her eyes wandering to the ground next to me. She got going again and picked up my dirty panties that I must have overseen a minute earlier. I noticed that in the center of the big wet and yellow stain there was a brown one as well. I noted earlier how furious she always got when there were fecal stains on my clothes. I also saw that she had noticed this one, too, but this time she barely even flinched. Mom just took the dirty panties and walked out of the bathroom saying:
"Your pants should be ready in about 20 minutes"
Mom had really been sweet to me ever since picking me up from school and this helped me a lot getting along. I had almost been caught with pissed pants in class and this nagged at me. I needed to be more careful.