The camera flashed.
“Aaaaaaaaand done!” the director called. Danny got out of his annoyingly cute pose with a sigh of relief. “Good work, Danny.”
“Thanks,” Danny said. He waddled off the set, over to where Greg stood waiting with his street clothes. “I’m ready to get out of this diaper.”
“Do you need to use the potty first?” Greg asked. Danny nodded. “No problem.” Greg picked Danny up and carried him into the bathroom. He removed diaper Danny had been modeling and set him down on the toilet. Dan would have made Greg leave before using the toilet, but Danny was fine with it. After everything that had happened, first turning into a toddler, then becoming a toddler model, Danny had no shame whatsoever.
“We’re done for the day, right?” Danny asked as he peed.
“Yep!”
“Great. I’m ready to go home,” Danny sighed. He began to grunt as he pooped. Even though he didn’t need to use much force to empty his bowels, he couldn’t help but make noise whenever he did. Some weird side effect of being three, he supposed.
“Sorry about that, bud, but we have to run a few errands before we can go home.”
“What…errands?” Danny asked in between grunts.
“The bank to drop off the latest check, the store to get some more training pants, and your parents wanted to have lunch with us.”
“Great.” Danny grunted and pushed one last time. He let out a sigh of relief. “All done. Wipe me?”
“Yep.” Greg carefully wiped Danny down then helped him off the toilet. He flushed the toilet and washed his hands. “All right, time to get dressed.” Greg held out a pair of training pants for Danny to step into. Though he modeled diapers for the toddler supply company, he wasn’t required to use them, which meant he could still hold onto his potty training. Of course, they didn’t make underwear in his size, and he’d had a few accidents, particularly at night, so he wore training pants. But it was much better than diapers.
“How much is this check for?” Danny asked. Greg carefully dressed him in shorts and a T-shirt, before pulling the check out of his back pocket for Danny to see. Danny’s eyes widened at all the zeroes. “Whoa.”
“Yeah. You’re making serious bank.”
“Even if it all gets deposited under your account,” Danny muttered. One side effect of his job transferring to another company was that legally, his paycheck went to his guardian. Since his parents were getting older and Greg was unemployed anyways, Greg had stepped in to become Danny’s legal guardian. For the most part, Danny was fine with it. The one thing he’d been frustrated with was that Greg had insisted on changing Danny’s last name to match his.
Of course, Danny was white and Greg was Japanese-American, so his new last name felt a bit strange to Danny. He never would have expected his legal name to become Daniel Nakamura.
“Hey, the money you make goes to you. The money I make goes to me,” Greg said. He picked Danny up and stood. “I keep things separate.”
“I know, I know,” Danny said. Greg was getting a stipend from the company, as he was Danny’s caregiver and means of transport. “So, which errand are we running first?”