Humiliation under the Mourning Sun

Diaper-Humiliation under the Mourning Sun



Henry’s morning was off to a good start. Stopping by one of his favorite corner store to get his favorite bottle of whiskey Crown Royal. He was the guest speaker at old school buddy funeral service this morning. Henry thought about he might need some ice in his cup. So he stopped by his aunt house which was down the street from the church. As he parked his car and walked up the driveway of his Aunt's house, he could feel a cool sensation as if his pants were about to fall. Ignoring the sign, he went on to greet his cousin who was standing on the porch.


Midway going up the stairs, Henry's pants fell to his ankles, leaving him shocked and embarrassed in the middle of his extended family. Without missing a beat, he tried to quickly pull them back up but in the midst of the chaos, they got a clear glimpse of his male diaper. 


Henry: Well at least I have on clean drawls. Sorry bout that. 

I'm... uh... I'm late, I have a funeral to speak at. 


Henry stuttered, turning on his heel and quickly making his exit, leaving his bemused family in the driveway. 


Later, at the funeral, the eyes of the entire congregation were on Henry as he walked towards the pulpit. Determined to put the embarrassing incident from earlier behind him, Henry delivered his speech fluently, ensuring his eyes were focused on the sermon at hand, not the faces in the crowd. 


But just as he was about to finish speaking, his troublesome pants fell down to his ankles once again. Gasps echoed around the church as Henry, flushed with embarrassment, swiftly pulled his pants back up. The awkward silence was only made worse as a sudden loud noise broke out from the microphone - he had the microphone in his hand while pulling up his pants then he accidentally passed gas as he straightened himself.


Mortified, Henry mumbled a quick, excuse me and rushed out of the hall, much to the shock of the congregation. The pastor stepped up and continued the service. 


Pastor: Blessed that brother and his future endeavors. Amen. You have to pull them up tight cause change is coming. With the air freshener. Let the church say amen. 


It was definitely a day he would remember for the worst of reasons. Despite the comic moments of the day, it taught him a valuable lesson - never to drink and forget your belt, and maybe, invest in some better fitting pants and unnoticeable diapers.

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