A new diaper and playtime

Even with his big-boy body, Mrs. Campbell had no trouble switching his pee filled diaper for a new one. Unlike the first diaper, which was a plain white adult diaper with a yellow line on the front, this diaper was a sky-blue color with what looked like a cartoon lion wearing a blue shirt and a diaper of his own. If anything, he looked like a bipedal Mufasa, complete with muscular thighs and pecks beneath his shirt. Unlike the last one, this newer diaper felt much fluffier on his bottom, the front curving out more to give his pee-pee more room.

"Now doesn't that feel better?" Asked Mrs. Campbell.

"Aw, who's this wittle guy?"

The new voice came from a black girl in her mid to early twenties. She wasn't a baby of any age, dressed in a pair of skinny jeans and a shirt.

"This is Jordan, our newest Bee. Jordan, this is Amanda. She's one of our daycare staff."

"H-Hi," said Jordan, feeling exposed wearing a diaper in front of a woman that might have been his age.

Amanda just cooed as how shy he was. A part of him expected her to start pinching his cheeks red.

"We've got cubbies where our little bees can put their things until their mommies and daddies can come to pick them up. Do you want your pants back on or do you feel better without them?" Asked Mrs. Campbell, his jeans draped over her arm.