Mama put away the powder and began to tape the diaper closed, finally giving him a speck of privacy. It was a big, bulky diaper and it came all the way up to his belly-button. But it also forced his legs out slightly. As he moved them he could feel the crinkly material brush across his smooth hairless thighs. Once it was fully secured Mama let his legs go and then directed his arms up, slipping a red t-shirt over his head. It wasn’t like his earlier t-shirt though. It had writing on it he couldn’t read, but the real change was its length. This shirt was only half-length, not quite reaching his belly-button. Dressed in this baby tee and diaper he felt like Tommy Pickles on Rugrats.

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