“How about a bib?” Mandy asked. “That’s a one-size-fits-all item.” She rejected several from the accumulated supplies, then held up a pink semi-circle of terry cloth trimmed with a white-lace border and sporting an embroidered white lamb in the center. “Let’s try this cute little lambikins,” she said, as she hung the bib over Kim’s hairless chest and pulled it tightly against his throat.
“Perfect!” Heather advised. “I think it’s time to let Baby see how cute he looks.” She took Kim’s wrist and led him off the freezer to the full-length mirror by the exercise equipment. Kim walked bow-legged behind her, the massive diaper stuffed in his crotch preventing his thighs from closing.