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“Where the fuck are all my gloves?” I slapped my hands on my thighs in frustration. The smell coming from Kolty was a sure sign that I couldn’t wait much longer to change him. The toxic waste leaking into his pants would surely dissolve anything he sat on if I waited any longer, but I couldn’t find my gloves. “I swear I’d just bought a brand new box of purple ones!”
“I know where they are, mama.” Kolty smiled up at me as if the stench wasn’t burning his nose like it was mine. He turned to poke his butt out at me and pointed to his saggy diaper.
Kolty’s Rubber Glove Dispenser
“Why would my brand new box of gloves be in your stinky Pampers?” My hands propped on my hips as I gave Kolty the disappointed mom stare.
“Um.” He twisted his hands together and forced a worried smile up at me. “I put them in my butt.” I groaned and lifted him. This boy is always stuffing his toys and things in his ass. I really shouldn’t be surprised.
“Kolty! Why? Gloves are only for diaper changes, not for plugging up your yucky butt!” I laid him down on the changing table and undid the tabs of his messy diaper. The smell smacked me in the face, and I gagged. I didn’t want to change this boy without my gloves! But he wasn’t lying!
As I lifted his legs, a purple thumb was sticking out of his butthole. I pulled on it, and the whole glove slid out. “It’s like a glove dispenser!” Kolty giggled, but I failed to find the humor in the situation.
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