Grant’s training pants are soaked from his accident earlier when he got scared. The pee is now cold and clammy, and Grant is incredibly uncomfortable. He toddles over to the supervisor and tugs on the man’s pant leg. The supervisor looks down at him.
“Yes?”
“I need change,” Grant says. The supervisor smiles.
“I can help you with that.” He picks Grant up and carries him over to a changing station. When he removes Grant’s shorts, he raises an eyebrow in surprise. “You’re already in training pants? Wow, you’re a big boy, aren’t you?” Grant nods proudly. “I’m not sure we have any in your size, since you’re pretty young to be out of diapers. Let me check.”
The supervisor opens a nearby chest of changing supplies. While he looks through the contents of the chest, Tina seizes the opportunity and slips out of the room. Grant, from his spot on the changing table, watches her go. Finally, the supervisor comes back.
“Sorry, buddy, we only have diapers in your size. But that doesn’t mean you’re not a big boy.” The supervisor diapers Grant and puts him down on the floor. Grant is thoroughly humiliated to be wearing a diaper. Already today, he was downgraded to training pants. Now, he’s in a diaper. Well, like the supervisor said, he doesn’t need to use it like a diaper.
Grant gets to his feet and begins to toddle around the room, his gait thoroughly impeded by his new diaper. As he’s examining his surroundings…