The immediate thump off of the bed caused the boy to wake and jump back into consciousness. "B-baby?" The boy chimed, looking down to see the girl now on the ground. He sat up and did his very best to help her off of the ground now. "Are you okay?"

Amara was rubbing her head, her very wet diaper exposed. Since she landed on her bottom, it wasn't as painful as it could have been, but some of the cold urine escaped the padding and flowed freely in her diaper causing her to shriek a bit. "Yeah I'm fine I guess." She played it off, trying not to draw attention to her sodden diaper.

"Are you sure? You don't sound that-" While the young man was speaking, he lowered his legs from his bed and planted his feet on the ground. While doing so, he felt a sudden dampness on the floor, a small puddle formed around where his girlfriend was sitting. He could also smell something, something relatively faint but a scent which was unmistakably urine...
To make sure, the boy looked down at the girl's padded crotch. Discolored. He could also see a little of the liquid seeping from her cuffs and onto the carpet.
The boy reacted hesitantly, at first, bringing his foot up and wiping it across the floor. He then quickly went to the bathroom and grabbed a towel, rushing back and setting it underneath the girl's bottom, not yet saying anything but making it more than clear he knew what she had done.

"...fine, huh?" The boy stated, standing above her with an eyebrow raised.

"Yeah I know my diaper is wet, but I didn't do it on purpose! I didn't go to the bathroom last night so I probably had too much to drink and just fell asleep earlier than normal. And yeah my head hurts too." She said with a super cute pouty face.

Craig knew his girlfriend was telling the truth. It would be hard to lie about something so strange. But something about the way she tried to defend herself and the looks she gave him was just so... adorable to him.
It was then that the boy decided he would have fun with this as much as possible. "Aw... did the little baby have an accident?" The boy playfully teased, propping down on one knee to meet with the girl.

"I'm not a baby! Just get me out of this cold diaper, I think it's starting to give me a diaper rash or something. Please Craig?" She looked at him with a puppy dog face, that no straight man could resist.

Craig almost broke under this. It was hard to resist that sort of glance... but he somehow managed to do it. "I can help you... but only if you ask correctly, sweetie." The boy stated, cooing to the girl as if she was truly a baby. At the same time, the boy gave the girl's padded crotch a few pats and presses, hearing her urine squish all around in the garment.

Amara turned away from him and held her ground, she wasn't a baby and wasn't about to act like one, even for a moment. Though she did wonder how he resisted the puppy face, that had never happened before.

"Oh? Well, the towel will keep the ground safe... so I guess I'll just have to tickle you until I get a good response. You want that, little one?" Craig insisted, grinning and now lifting the girl's shirt up slightly to tickle her sides. He knew how ticklish Amara was and exploited that weakness whenever he was given the chance.

Amara tried to keep a straight face, but unfortunately for her she began giggling uncontrollably after a mere 4 seconds. "Ok-ok-ok! Stop! Just change my diaper please!" She didn't like being tickled to begin with, but being tickled in a wet diaper was torture.