In a Communal Changing Area

Mia’s Daddy gently placed a hand on Anna’s shoulder, guiding her with a calm but firm presence. “Come on,” he said, his voice filled with warmth. “Let’s get you settled in.”

Anna followed nervously, the crinkling of Mia’s diaper faintly audible beside her as they walked towards the back of the shuttle. Her mind raced, still processing the situation, yet something about the atmosphere made her feel oddly at ease. It wasn’t just Mia’s Daddy’s gentle demeanor, but the way everyone around her seemed to accept this lifestyle without a second thought.

They reached a small alcove at the rear of the shuttle where three padded changing tables were set up in a semi-circle. The soft, warm lighting and pastel colors of the area gave it an almost nursery-like feel. On one of the tables, a man was changing a young woman, her diaper thoroughly soaked as he carefully taped up a fresh one around her waist. The man chuckled softly as he worked, clearly at ease with the task.

As Mia’s Daddy guided Anna to one of the free tables, the man changing the woman glanced over, a playful smile tugging at his lips. “Ah, these Earth diapers,” he said, shaking his head as he finished fastening the last tape. “They just don’t hold up, do they? Can’t wait to get my girl back into a proper Obasaan diaper. These thin things are practically useless after just a couple hours.”

Mia’s Daddy laughed lightly in response, nodding in agreement. “I know exactly what you mean. It’s like night and day.”

Anna’s blush deepened, her heart pounding in her chest. She glanced down, feeling the man’s eyes on her as Mia’s Daddy began to unfasten her pants with practiced ease. Her breath caught as he slipped them down her legs, exposing her plain cotton panties to the room.

“This one,” Mia’s Daddy said with a wink, “is actually from Earth. She’s still in panties. Can you believe that?” His voice was teasing, but gentle, as if letting her in on the joke.

The other man raised his eyebrows in mock surprise, shaking his head as he wiped the woman on the table clean with a wet wipe. “Panties? Well, you’re in for a big change, little one,” he said with a chuckle, directing his comment towards Anna. “You’ll find the girls here don’t bother with those anymore.”

Anna’s face burned as she felt Mia’s Daddy gently slip off her panties, leaving her exposed on the padded table. The cool air brushed against her skin, sending a shiver up her spine. She wanted to cover herself, but something about the ease and confidence in Mia’s Daddy’s movements kept her still, trusting that he knew exactly what he was doing.

Mia, standing nearby, gave Anna an encouraging smile. “You’re going to love the Obasaan diapers,” she said brightly. “They’re so much better than what we had on Earth. They make you feel... safe, protected. You’ll see.”

Anna lay back on the table, her heart racing but her body relaxing slightly as Mia’s Daddy opened the thick, colorful diaper she had chosen earlier. The padding was impossibly soft, thick, and crinkled loudly as he positioned it under her.

“There we go,” Mia’s Daddy said softly, his hands moving with care as he lifted her hips and settled her onto the diaper. The scent of baby powder filled the air as he sprinkled it onto her skin, his touch gentle but authoritative. Anna’s cheeks stayed flushed, but she found herself oddly comforted by the routine of it all. It was strange—being cared for this way—but there was something undeniably soothing about it too.

The man at the next table fastened the tapes on his girl’s diaper, giving Mia’s Daddy a knowing grin. “Another one joining the club, huh? Welcome to Obasaan, Anna.”

Mia’s Daddy chuckled softly as he pulled the diaper snugly up between Anna’s legs, the thick padding forcing her thighs apart as he secured the tapes. “Welcome, indeed. She’ll fit right in.”