He would definitely wear his baggier work pants, and he would have to be careful about keeping his shirt tucked in properly. The only thing he was really worried about was the possibility of waddling, but he could probably be able to just squeeze the diapers into a more walkable shape with his legs.
He walked over to his couch, and sat down on his new crinkly underwear, a small poof of air rushing out as he put his full weight on his bottom. He reached over for a remote and flicked the television on, snacks forgotten.
Kaz needed something to get his mind off of the fact that the next day of work was going to be quite the unpleasant one. His face grimaced slightly, eyebrows furrowing with worry. How am I ever going to wiggle out of this one?