(A/N: Hope you don't mind me re-posting my continuation of the original chapter, feel free to ignore if so.)
Bill stood in awe of Carlos, more than a little envious of the ease and pride with which the toddler had pooped himself. Stinky as he was, Bill couldn't help but think that his new friend looked even cuter in sagging diapers - and this time, that new friend caught him staring.
"Wike what you see?" Carlos teased Bill, giggling when the littler boy blushed and tried to avert his eyes. "Ith okay. I fink you'we pwetty cute too. And you may be intahwested ta know dat we still hab aw ow gwown-up foughts - especiawwy da weawwy fun ones."
Bill gasped when his peepee came to life as though stirred by Carlos' words, the blush of the newly-minted tot deepening to beet red as his baby-sized stiffy was wonderfully smothered by the soft cottony interior of his diaper.
"Da two of you aw cwazy!" Greg cried. "We hafta find some way outta heah!"
"Sowwy Gweg, but dat's nawt happening." Carlos insisted. "Bettah get used ta da idea of habing yow dipees tanged for da fowseeabul fyoo-cha. An' speaking of..."
Carlos looked over his shoulder and grinned at the massive man who strolled through the door. Bill gaped at his strong hairy arms and at the barrel chest that barely contained his polo shirt - a shirt with a nametag of TYLER pinned to one breast and the Toys & Tots logo emblazoned on the other. The teen turned two-year-old felt smaller than ever with this bastion of masculinity towering over him and serving as wonderfully exciting reminder of his own lost maturity.
"Jeez, Carlos - I could smell you from all the way across the nursery." Tyler teased as he plucked a gigging Carlos off the ground and carried him over to a nearby changing table. "You making friends with the new kids?"
"Uh huh!" Carlos declared as Tyler stripped him of his ruined diaper. "Da wedhead is Biwwy an' da bwonde is Gweg."
"Very nice to meet the two of you." The caretaker offered the pair a winning grin as he began tenderly wiping Carlos down. Greg merely pouted in response while Bill managed a shy smile - even though he was really more interested in watching Carlos' change. His envy of the three-year-old bubbled up again when he saw the loving care with which Carlos was powdered and taped into a crinkling fresh diaper. Carlos had popped his thumb into his mouth at the beginning of the process and sucked contentedly at it, cooing and sighing as Tyler's warm, strong fingers lingered in all the right places.
"Uh-oh! Looks like I just caught someone being naughty." Tyler smirked at Bill as he pulled Carlos off of the table and into his arms. The boy didn't know what he was talking about until he looked down and realized that he'd put a chubby hand down the front of his diaper, that he'd been playing with his hard little baby dick as he watched Carlos' change. Bill immediately pulled it out but to his great relief realized he wasn't in trouble when Tyler laughed good-naturedly as Bill's embarrassment. "Just kidding, kiddo. You can do whatever you want here, just so long as you're not hurting yourself or anyone else. Think you're ready to join your new friends in the main nursery?"
"I...I fink so, but..." Bill frowned as he looked over his shoulder at Greg cowering in the corner. "What about Gweg?"
"Slugger there needs a little more time to adjust before he's ready." Tyler mused. "Don't worry - I'll come back and take care of the little guy after I drop you and Carlos off inside. Sound good?"