As his mouth pulled at the nipple on his bottle like the babes in the playpen, Andrew could hear the sucking sound of a vacuum being repeatedly created and vented being echoed by the other inhabitants of his playpen. The smell of baby powder from the disposable diapers of the three babies was overpowering. Andrew glimpsed the studious faces of the playpen’s co-tenants as they nursed and realized with dismay that Jimmy’s visage would have exactly the same expression as he suckled the nipple of his bottle. As the three babies’ tummies filled with formula, the inevitable voiding of their tiny bladders made the front of their diapers begin to sag under the weight of the pee that was quietly absorbed by the padding. Andrew’s crotch grew warm and realized that Jimmy had also wet himself. Then, one-by-one each baby began emitting little popping noises as they farted at the commencement of making bowel movements into their diapers.

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