You can afford to buy yourself lots of babygoods for your dirty diaper kink- but not even one holiday present for your new wife? This time your peculiar diaper kink has alienated Ama Rio to the breaking point. Pointing towards the tree, she has a disgusted look on her face as she reveals that you've been exposed- by pulling your blue binkie right out of the tree where she placed it earlier. Earlier she had gone looking for her presents, too impatient to wait for gift exchange, when instead she stumbled upon your deepest and darkest secret: you're a stink diaper wearing boy. Ending up finding every last babyproduct that you have, binkies, bottles, adult diapers, powder, ointment, and even a weird little bonnet, your wife can't even begin to wrap her mind around all of these things. "Before you insert your dirty dick in my mouth, how long were you sitting in your repulsive diaper?" Disgusted and embarrassed, Ama Rio pieces together your daily life in diapers with her unknowingly walking you around town in them. Viably upset and disgusted at the prospect of being with a dirty diaper boy, Ama Rio starts to humiliate you in an almost interrogation style. "Do you apply these things to yourself? The powder is nearly finished... ew! Does this mean when you accompany me to go out shopping that you've been wearing your soiled adult diapers? Did you make me apart of this sick twisted kink without even consulting me first?!" "Where did you hide these babystuff so that I wouldn't notice them? There are a few occasions, now that I think about it when you genuinely smell bad. Now I realize. Were you expecting me to voluntarily come to change your diapers for you? Were you ever tell me? Does anyone else know, or worse-yet, do any of your pals share the same disgusting, bizarre fascination you do with being a regressed sheet machine? Or is that your greatest secret?" Are you wearing a diaper even right now? Did you just fill your diaper while you were speaking to me? What a yuck. If you wanted to stroke off and poot on your diaper, you could have waited for me to conclude our talk. Don't ever ask me to change your diaper or put a new one on for you. You can stuff all of your filthy diapers and babysupplies straight up your ass for all I care!"