a thick zebra diaper

Lillian chuckled as she took the thick zebra-printed diaper from Dave’s hands. “This thing is massive,” she said, shaking her head in disbelief. “Poor Lisa. I don’t think she’ll be thrilled about this one.”

Dave shrugged, flashing a grin. “Hey, it’s better than another leak, right? She’ll just have to deal with it. Plus, the zebra print is pretty cute.”

Lillian nodded, still feeling a bit nervous as they began their walk back toward the Raccoon room. The bulky diaper felt like it weighed a ton in her hands, and she couldn't help but imagine how awkward it would feel wearing something so thick all day.

As they passed through the play area, they caught the eye of another caregiver. She was standing by a group of littles playing with blocks, but when she spotted the diaper Lillian was holding, she grinned mischievously.

"Uh oh," she teased, loud enough for both Dave and Lillian to hear. "Looks like someone's got a heavy wetter on their hands today!" She winked playfully, sending Dave into a fit of laughter.

Lillian's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but she couldn’t help laughing too. “Hopefully, this will keep Lisa out of trouble,” she said, still giggling.

As they reached the Raccoon room, Miss Clara greeted them with her usual warm smile. “Ah, perfect timing! Did you find a good diaper for Lisa?”

Lillian handed her the zebra-printed diaper, trying not to smile too much at the size of it. “We thought this one would… um… do the trick,” she said with a small grin.

Miss Clara raised her eyebrows, clearly amused by the choice. “Well, this certainly will keep her dry,” she said with a chuckle, taking the diaper from Lillian. “Good call.”

Lisa, still lying on the changing table with her legs in the air, let out a small groan as she saw the thick zebra-print diaper in Miss Clara’s hands. Her cheeks flushed a bright red as she squirmed, trying to sit up a little. “Do I really have to wear that?” she asked, her voice a mix of embarrassment and protest. “It’s so thick… I’m gonna waddle all day!”

Miss Clara gave her a kind smile, gently pressing her back down onto the padded table. “Sweetheart, I know it feels a bit bulky, but you don’t want to leak again, do you?”

Lisa pouted, clearly torn between her discomfort and the reality of needing a diaper that would hold up. “No,” she admitted quietly, her voice barely above a whisper.

“There’s my good girl,” Miss Clara cooed, beginning the change. The crinkling of the diaper filled the room as she expertly taped it up around Lisa’s waist. The thick padding puffed out between her legs, making it impossible for Lisa to close her thighs fully.

Lisa tried to protest again, her cheeks still flushed. “But, Miss Clara… it’s… it’s really big. Everyone’s going to see, and I’m already—”

Miss Clara cut her off gently, patting her hand. “Shh, shh, it’s okay, Lisa. Everyone here is in the same boat. No one’s going to judge you for wearing a thicker diaper. Plus,” she added with a playful wink, “you look adorable with those zebras.”