Yet another difference and, Kaya realized, yet again it was due to the diapers. Since parents were often the primary changers of their childrens’ diapers, they would pretty much have to be more closely involved in their lives. Kaya’s parents likely provided more close-up supervision here than her world, to keep track of when she or her brother needed new diapers. As a direct result to that proximity, both parents and children were closer emotionally than Kaya remembered. Kaya had to admit, she liked this feeling. She felt like giving her mom a hug and, acting on impulse, did so.
“It’s okay, Mommy.”
Kaya’s mother smiled and kissed Kaya again. While Kaya’s dad rediapered Luke, her mom led Cindy to the changing pad still laid out on Kaya’s bed. Cindy hesitated to get on the bed.
“Um… ma’am.” Cindy began.
“Yes, Cindy?”
“Um… there’s something… a favor… I’d like to ask… if it’s all right…”
Kaya’s mom nodded. Kaya wondered what Cindy was going to ask. Jonathan was watching intently too, he didn’t know either. Cindy was looking at the floor, her index fingers pushing each other.
“Well… my mom and dad… they always have me wear cloth diapers. So… *ahem*… I was wondering if… just this once…”
“You want to try one of Kaya’s disposables?” Kaya’s mom asked. Cindy nodded sheepishly.
“I don’t know. I normally don’t like to butt into other peoples preferences for their childrens’ diapers. I know I had a ton of people getting on my case when I first used disposables on Luke.”
Cindy looked down, depressed.
“Aw, dear,” Kaya’s dad piped in as he was taping up Luke’s clean diaper, “Cindy’s a big girl. I don’t see the harm if she wants to experiment with something different.”
“Well…”
“Please! Pretty please!” Cindy begged.
“I suppose just one disposable can’t hurt. But you should ask Kaya. After all, they’re her diapers, not mine.”
Cindy turned to Kaya and used her most pouty “I want this” face.
“Sure, I got no problem.” Kaya said. What was one diaper to her?
“Thank you!” Cindy told Kaya as she jumped onto Kaya’s bed and rolled on top of the pad. Kaya stifled a laugh. She was acting like she did when Kaya said Cindy could borrow some of her clothes. Then again, that was exactly what Kaya was doing. Kaya’s dad got one of Kaya’s diapers from the changing table as Luke got off and put his pants back on. Kaya’s mom took the diaper, one of Kaya’s thick night-time disposables, and got to work. Kaya’s dad and Luke left, but Kaya and Jonathan stayed in the room as Kaya’s mom hiked up Cindy’s dress and removed her pink plastic panties. Kaya’s mom unpinned Cindy’s wet diaper and removed it, proceeding with the routine of wipe, rash cream, lotion, powder before getting to the actual diaper. When her new diaper was on Cindy walked over to Kaya’s full lengthmirror and pulled up her dress to get a good view of her diaper. Kaya’s mom just wiped off her hands with one of the big baby wipes and left the room, leaving the kids alone. “Wow.” Cindy said, “Don’t I just look, like, completely different from usual?” Well, she didn’t normally wear thick diapers, so…
“Yep,” Kaya answered honestly. “Totally different.”
“Simply not wearing the plastic pants makes a huge difference.” Jonathan said as Cindy continued to admire herself. Which was true.