Zoe couldn’t shake the feeling feeling she was being followed.

Ever since she had stepped off the bus a block from her home, she had been plagued by the feeling of the hairs on the back of her neck standing on edge. Wild fantasy went rapid fire through her head, ranging from a serial killer lurking in wait for his next victim, to a gang member just waiting to scoop her up and sell her off in the sex slave trade.

Figures the one day she didn’t bring her pepper spray was the one time she would have needed it.

Taking a deep breath to calm her jittering nerves, Zoe took a detour down a nearby alleyway, hoping to lose whoever was tailing her that way. And for a moment, it seemed to work, as the feeling finally disappeared and breathe easy.

*crunch*

Spinning on her heal, Zoe frantically scanned the alleyway, only to find herself still alone. “Hello?” she called out, trying to hide the fear in her voice. “If anyone’s there, you better back off or I’ll call the cops. I’m warning– EEEK!”

The feeling of a slap against her ass made her spin around, ready to smack whoever brazen enough to try and smack her. When she did though, there was no one behind her. Zoe shivered as a light breeze blew through the alleyway, breaking into a run towards home.

As she did, the wind blew up her skirt again, revealing the Diaper Slug now attached to her behind. Too afraid to notice the strange waddle in her steps or the crinkling sound from her new undergarments, she also failed to notice a wetness gathering at the front of the diaper, her bladder having released out of fear.

Zoe was in for a rude surprise when she got home, that was for sure.