Eliza knelt in front of Maggie and stroked her cheek. “Don’t cry, dear. That’s what they’re there for. Come along; mommy’ll make it better.” She took Maggie’s hand and led her out the door. Maggie tried to grab her dress before she leaving the bathroom. “Oh just leave it pumpkin. Nobody’ll mind.”

Eliza led Maggie down the stairs. On the way, they passed Jacob and Maggie instinctively tried covered up her bare chest and diaper. Jacob, however, didn’t even seem to notice that Maggie was topless. Once inside the downstairs bathroom, Eliza helped Maggie up on the giant changing table. Maggie winced at the squishy sensation as she sat down on the wet diaper.

“Now lie back and we’ll get you washed and ready for bed.”

Maggie lay back. Lying on the changing table wearing nothing but a wet diaper felt weird and humiliating; almost like she was on display. She desperately wanted something to cover up with. While Eliza undid the tapes and pulled off the diaper, she hummed a melody that was annoyingly familiar, but Maggie couldn’t place it. The whole situation felt so awkward that Maggie just closed her eyes. She almost jumped when she felt a warm wetness on her crotch.

“Wha-”

“Shh baby. Mommy just has to wash you so you don’t get sore.” The childish tone only made Maggie feel more awkward. Eliza dried and powdered Maggie before quickly putting a new diaper on her. “There we are. Doesn’t that feel all better?” she asked, giving Maggie’s crotch a quick pat before helping her down from the changing table.

The new diaper was much thicker than the one she had worn before. Maggie couldn’t even bring her legs all the way together and had to waddle slightly when she walked.

“Why is it so much thicker than the other one,” she asked.

“We wouldn’t want any leaks at night, would we?”

“I guess,” Maggie admitted.

“Now, did you brush your teeth?”

Maggie only nodded in reply. She was still fascinated with the extra bulk between her legs. It felt very different from the extra thick towel diapers she had experimented with.

Eliza took Maggie’s hand. “Okay then, off to bed we go.” Charlotte was standing in the doorway to one of the rooms when they came up the stairs. Like Maggie, she was also wearing nothing but a diaper.

“Well hello there little munchkin. Why aren’t you in bed yet, and where’s your nightdress?” Eliza asked.

“It’s too hot,” Charlotte said, looking down and biting the tip of her thumb.

“I guess you’re right,” Eliza said. “But hop in bed now.”

“Okay,” Charlotte chirped and ducked back inside. Eliza and Maggie followed her.

The room wasn’t very big. There was a dresser by the wall opposite the door and a bed on either side. By the foot of each bed was a toy box. Everything was oversized and painted in cheery colours. Charlotte was already in the bed on the left. Eliza tucked them both in and kissed them good night. It was years since Maggie had gone to bed this early, but for some reason she was so tired that it didn’t take her more than a few minutes before she fell asleep.