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The littles were asleep, and I was tidying up the living room when a strange feeling came over me. I’d just stacked a fresh pile of diapers under the end table near the couch, and all I could think about was putting one on. I hadn’t worn a diaper since I was small, but all the babies I sit for never wanted to be potty-trained. It must feel so lovely to be swaddled in the warmth of a diaper.
I kneeled beside the end table and pulled one from the stack. Slowly, I unfolded it and brought it to my cheek. The inside was incredibly soft, and it smelled delicious. It was large enough to fit around my little hips, so what would be the harm in trying it on?
