The attendant she handed her bag to was a young woman who looked like she was in college. She undid Kaya’s leg snaps and opened her pants, exposing the wet diaper. She reached into Kaya’s bag and pulled out one of the diapers as well as changing supplies. Kaya tried her best not to blush while the girl changed her but her embarrassment must’ve shown.
“Let me guess,” the girl asked, “You’re not used to being changed by people other than your parents, huh?”
Truth was, Kaya wasn’t even used to that. But she silently nodded. As the changing table attendant did her work, Kaya looked around. She saw the table across from her and witnessed a girl no older than twelve getting a dirty diaper changed by her mom. Another table she saw a fifteen year old boy getting a wiped by an attendant. She quickly turned her head elsewhere when she got a look at his diaper area. That was just something she was not prepared to see. She craned her neck to try and see her friends. They were both on tables front her but she saw Cindy lying flat on her back on the table up front and across from her. Cindy looked at Kaya as the young man changing her struggled a bit with the pins on her cloth diapers. It was clear by her face Cindy was trying not to laugh.
After the routine of wipe, powder, diaper, the attended re-snapped Kaya’s pants and helped her up off the table. She saw Jonathan was getting his new diaper on while Cindy’s attendant, who had finally managed to remove the wet diaper was having trouble putting on the dry one. After a few moments he finally managed it and helped Cindy into her plastic panties after she stood up. He put the wet diaper into a plastic baggie and put it into Cindy’s bag. Cindy and Jonathan both took some money out of pockets in their bags and gave some to the attendants.
Again following them, she reached into her own bag and handed some of the money over to the woman who had changed her. The college girl took it with a smile. Though her demeanor suggested she had been waiting longer than she was used to. Kaya suddenly realized, this was the purpose of her mom’s tip money.
Makes sense, Kaya figured. If my job were to clean up after kids who’d peed and pooped themselves, I’d think I deserved a little something extra too.
Kaya looked and saw all the changing attendants were about college age or late twenties. She realized that changing diapers like this was probably this world’s equivalent to burger flipping.