Kazard pulled the last of the four tapes into place, his skill at diapering himself in the morning had improved significantly. Now the padding around his crotch and adorning his behind felt snug and secure, and he realized he was slowly becoming used to the bulk around his midsection and between his legs now to the point where he hardly noticed it when he put a fresh one on.

It would become significantly more noticeable as the day would progress, he thought to himself annoyedly, as he found himself wetting more and more often throughout the day, making a dry diaper a rare sight in his life.

In fact, the moment he placed one of the tapes back into place, he could feel the front of the absorbent undergarment growing warm, and he clicked his tongue in disgust as he started to adorn his work clothes.