At first diaper changes had been a horrible embarrassment, but after a time, he had grown used to the experience and had even grown to enjoy his ex-wife’s maternal ministrations. He had tried to maintain his ability to walk and had even been able to succeed in toddling to and fro in his thick diapers across his nursery for two weeks, but after a while the long hours he had spent in his playpen on his hands and knees had allowed the long muscles of his legs to weaken until they couldn’t support him. He had found that the effort to walk had been too difficult and he had begun crawling on all fours instead. After six months of crawling, he had completely lost the ability to walk. It didn’t matter to him anymore. Even a growing predilection for formula over baby food didn’t bother him; he knew it was merely his body’s way of saying it was satisfied with the nourishment it was getting.

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