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Erin drifted slowly after her, still dimly fixated on the first part of what she'd heard her friend say, and not really paying attention to anything else.
"Diaper... punishment?" she echoed, unable to think how diapers could be a punishment. When she was younger she would have given anything to be allowed back into diapers, and not have to deal with all that awkward toilet business, not to mention having to worry about accidents, and the humiliation that entailed. "You would wear them, though, huh?" she mused, vaguely. "Hmm, me too... I guess." It felt almost like a missed opportunity now, after all those childhood years of wishing. But she couldn't be too obvious about that.
Erin suddenly became aware she was standing in front of a locked door and a padlock, which was where Hitomi actually wanted her attention right now. Instead she'd carried on murmuring wistfully about diapers. She hoped Hitomi hadn't picked up on that, and tried to bring herself rapidly back to the task at hand.
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