“Let’s play with your toys,” Mandy suggested.
Catherine’s eyes lit up and she said, “My birthday was last week, so I got a ton of new ones.”
She looked down at the toy-covered floor, and pointed them out. Mandy recognized some from her early childhood. There were plastic rings to stack on a peg, a few multi-colored shapes, a plethora stuffed animals, and a singular doll that appeared to be Catherine’s favorite. Catherine picked the doll up and sat down to play, while Elizabeth popped the pacifier back into her mouth and started stacking the rings. Mandy, still cracking up from the sight of her friends being so babyish, bent down and grabbed a stuffed fox. Jeff was given a brief look at his surroundings. The babyish room was a reminder of his oncoming demise.
“Cute!” Catherine commented, looking at her friend.
Mandy was a bit confused before Catherine added, “Your diaper. I like the designs on it.”
“T-thanks,” Mandy blushed and responded.
She walked over to Elizabeth, who eagerly stacked and unstacked the rings. She sat down right next to her, and begun to play with the fox. Jeff was none to happy about being crushed against the carpet, and this feeling was worsened when a foul, familiar smell permeated his nostrils. Thankfully, it wasn’t in him. Mandy giggled, for she smelled it too.
“I know Liz is the baby of the group, but I never thought I’d see her wet herself,” she thought.
The girls continued their individual play for a few minutes. Then, Catherine scooted over to the other two. She caressed her doll’s hair as she clutched it to her chest. Elizabeth and Mandy turned around, and the girls all talked and played with each other. Jeff was in hell with all the giggling and girl talk.
“Wanna see something cool?” Catherine suggested out of the blue.
Mandy agreed, and Elizabeth nodded her head. Catherine stood up, still holding her doll and walked out of the room.
“Follow me,” she commanded.
The other girls dropped their toys, stood up, and abided. The trio made their way into the bathroom upstairs. Mandy noticed a bucket of tub toys by the bathtub, and a mysterious cardboard box. Catherine flourished and opened it up to reveal… diapers.
“That’s it?” Mandy asked, confused.
Surely with all the alterations she’d made, this wouldn’t be shocking to have in her house. Elizabeth had a different view however. Her mouth opened in awe, and she just barely caught her pacifier before it hit the floor.
“Are those… custom?” she asked giddily.
“Mhm,” Catherine replied, “They feel like sitting on a cloud, and can hold so much.”
“Please let us wear them!” Elizabeth begged.
Catherine pulled two out and said, “Knock yourselves out. You might need my help to change you though.”
Jeff was horrified by this. He didn’t know what’d happen if he was disposed of at this girl’s house. He might be stuck as a diaper there. Meanwhile, Mandy glanced down at him, and then at one of the diapers in her friend’s hand. Elizabeth snatched one up, and lifted her skirt up to take her current one off.
“Mandy,” Catherine asked, “You gonna take it?”