Timothy & Mindy

Timothy was Jim's best friend and next door neighbor. He was shorter than Jim and pudgier. He wore an orange and yellow shirt that matched his red hair and a diaper just like Jim, but while Jim's diaper was in overalls, Timothy wore orange plastic pants fastened by massive yellow buttons that looked much like a diaper over his actual diaper, made both to look cute and to prevent the real diaper from undoing itself by accident.

Mindy had only recently started hanging out with Jim and Timothy when they got into high school, but had grown up in the same grade with them. Her typical wardrobe consisted of a t-shirt, tennis-shoes, and a diaper with a “Baby Shark” pattern on it.

Both teens were chatting with each other when Jim showed up.

“Hey dude! I thought you were gonna be late again.” Timothy teased Jim, which just made him roll his eyes. This is also when he noticed Mindy, now given a break from the conversation, had a relaxed feeling on her face, allowing her to go potty and the fish on her diaper to disappear into a yellow ocean.

“I wouldn’t have if someone hadn’t taken my last diaper.” Jim retorted, tuning his attention back to Timothy and letting Mindy have some privacy.

“But… I needed it for a project.”

“Last time I checked, how much mud can a diaper hold wasn’t the assignment for geography.”

The two “argued”, though it was more playful than heated, until Mindy came in between them. “Alright, alright. Settle down you two,” She said, trying to act like a ‘big girl’. “We should get to class before we are all late.” True enough, it was five minutes until the bell rang. The three had to hurry to make it to their first period.