Deciding to make friends during playtime.

Amanda found a little plastic basket on a nearby shelf. The basket was full of various, oversized pacifiers, coming in various bright colors that made Jordan think of an Easter basket full of plastic eggs. Amanda took one -- a plain, baby-blue one -- and stuck it in Jordan's mouth.

Jordan's adult instincts wanted him to spit it out, but he had to remind himself that he wasn't adult here, so he accepted it without complaint and started sucking on the rubber nipple.

"We still have an hour before nap-time and we have all kinds of games and toys you can play with. You might even make some friends."

He felt a strange warmth in his busom the longer he sucked on the pacifier. A long-repressed primal pleasure from the act encouraged him to continue and it gave him an odd confidence. Not "take on the world" level of confidence, but it made him feel better about his situation.

He saw all of the other babies in the room, socializing and laying board games and all of the other stuff in baby clothes and diapers.

This place was a community center. Community centers were a way for a community to bond over things.

Jordan was always an introvert. Being plus-sized, gay and an adult-baby in an appearance-obsessed, hetero-normative society was hard. But here he didn't have to worry about judgement.

Maybe it was time he made some friends his own age-play.