Later that afternoon as Chastity was getting on the table in her room for a diaper change, Mary took a moment to pull a diaper out of a remarkably bland, plain white package with only a lot number and pieces count on it. “What’s with that?” Chastity asked, gesturing towards the package.
“These are an upgraded model of overnight diaper, a little longer and thicker than ones you’ve been wearing all week,” Mary explained.
“Oh,” was all Chastity said as Mary removed two of the diapers and walked over to the changing table with a supine Chastity atop it. She handed one of the diapers to Chastity and then began unsnapping the onesie. Chastity examined the new diaper closely while Mary went to work on her change—by this point, Chastity was used to having her diaper changed and paid little attention to what was happening as she looked the new diaper over. “They do look thicker,” she mused as she lifted her bottom up, and after a few moments settled down onto the new diaper. “And they feel a lot thicker, too.”
Mary smiled a bit. “Yeah, they’ll probably be marketed as the ultimate overnight diaper, meant to handle heavy wettings and bowel movements, that sort of thing, without the real possibility of leaks at all.”
Chastity arched an eyebrow. “Aren’t the diapers we’ve been wearing thick enough for that sort of thing?”
“Well, they used to be our standard of overnight and heavy daytime thickness, but it was decided to make them thicker and more absorbent to compete with other diapers in the same market,” Mary explained. “These are probably the most absorbent diapers on the planet right now. Also, the tapes were shifted up a little higher so the wearer has a better range of comfortable motion without risk of popping a tape on accident. In a lot of ways, the R&D going into baby diapers is being slightly retooled for integration into the pre-teen, teen, and adult markets.” Mary had been carrying out the usual routine of Chastity’s diaper change during the explanations; as she finished that last sentence, she was pulling the new diaper up between Chastity’s legs and taping it into place with the single fastener to each side, wide enough and flexible enough to stay firmly in place in spite of the wearer’s movements (unless those movements included certain types of sprinting, but that had probably been a fluke). Chastity thought about that running incident for a few moments and was glad that the eggheads had moved the tapes up a bit.