In and Out Board

LILA’S 7th BIRTHDAY   Lila smiled as she looked up at the musical mobile that hung above her crib.  Everything was state of the art.  The mobile had porcelain animals that all played a musical tone as they spun around.  The crib was white and made of marble and ivory.  A soft and silky mattress lined the surface of the crib, and was covered with a pima cotton mattress pad.  A cashmere blanket covered Lila as she glanced up at the dark room, reflecting on the fun birthday that she had. 12 hours ago Lila woke up to the sound of a familiar voice.  A voice that she knew all too well now. “Lila dearie!” A woman cooed as she entered Lila’s vast bedroom.  “Is my birthday girl ready to get up?” Lila rubbed her eyes and cooed.  “Mah-dah-wine!” The woman nodded as she lifted up Lila and smiled.  “That’s right, Lila!  I’m Madeline!  Your nanny is ready to get you ready!  Your mommy wants to wish you happy birthday, but she’s busy working with daddy.  They’ll both be home later!” The young nanny carried Lila through her vast room, which was neat and spotless.  A door on one side opened into a walk-in closet, which was wide and contained most of what Lila wore every day.  Her daytime clothes on one side and her pajamas and footed sleepers on the other side, along with various onesies, rompers, and cute little night gowns for small toddlers.  Unopened boxes of diapers all lined the bottom on the walk-in closet, which looked like a mini-hallway.  Pampers Cruisers Size 3 on one side and Pampers Swaddlers Overnights Size 3 on the other side.  Another door on the far-right side led to Lila’s own private bathroom, which the nanny used a lot to get Lila cleaned up for the day or get ready for bed at night (when Cynthia works some late nights with John or attended the numerous dinners that they frequented with different executives).  The door on the far left led to the hallway while the door on the middle left opened into a play room that was almost the size of Lila’s bedroom.  A playpen sat in the corner, with various toys all neatly arranged.  A blanket covered the area inside the playpen, with a large pile of stuffed animals all organized and arranged.  Other toys were neatly arranged around the room that could keep Lila occupied for many days.  The door on the middle right opened into the changing room, which was bigger than Lila’s old bedroom in the house that she used to live in.  Almost three times bigger.  A changing table sat in the corner, with a chair for the nanny, and toys and pacifiers to keep Lila occupied while the nanny changed her diaper.  And with Lila acting like a toddler as much as she was, the toys were needed to distract her.  Additional boxes of diapers were neatly stacked in one corner of the room, with woven wooden baskets filled with diapers, all neatly cascading over one another.  Pampers Cruisers in one basket and Pampers Swaddlers Overnights in another.  All of the wipes, creams, and powder that Lila needed were all stacked on shelves in one corner of the room, along with some cleaning supplies in case Lila makes a big mess (and the nanny did take care of a few blowouts from time to time).  All of these four rooms made up Lila’s living quarters, which took up almost half the area of the old house that she lived in. Madeline carried Lila into the right middle room to change Lila’s diaper.  She laid Lila on the pima cotton mat that lined the surface of the white changing table.  This table had a glossy finish, all made of white maple.  Marble and ivory circled the outlines of every knob and drawer.  Precious diamond shaped gems marked each knob, so this changing table was a true work of art. Lila began to reach around frantically, so the nanny opened one of the small top drawers and pulled out one of many pacifiers, each with their own fancy clip.  She placed the pacifier in Lila’s mouth and Lila began to calm down, focusing on the nanny as she unzipped her coral footed sleeper.  She contentedly watched as she lovingly pulled the legs off and helped her out of the sleeves.  She cooed as her diaper was removed. Madeline grimaced, holding her nose as she saw what business Lila did in her diaper.  It was the usual messy diaper, which was almost soaked to the point of leaking.  Madeline got to work right away, carefully wiping away everything until she was all clean.  The usual application of the Aquafor came next, before finally placing Lila on a new diaper, which she carefully powdered the inner padding. Lila smiled, as she saw the radiant glow coming from the magic diaper.  The magic diaper still helped her with making wishes, so she didn’t make that many at this point.  They were more or less wishes that the magic diaper suggested to her to keep her nightly routine.  She enjoyed these “games” and she always played them during her nighttimes with her magic diaper.  They were the only wishes that she made now, as she was still a very happy and joyful two-year-old girl, with virtually no memory of herself ever being five.  “Bite wight!” Lila squealed, clapping her hands together.  “Vewy bite!” Madeline smiled as she carefully fastened the two tabs of the diaper to the landing zone.  Even with it being more than three years of her being Lila’s nanny, she still could not figure out what Lila meant.  She could not see any light anywhere, as she could not see the magic diaper, like Lila could, as well as the rest of the Watson family. Meanwhile, Angela was walking down the hallway with Jenny, her adopted sister of four years now.  She smiled when she thought of her fiancée Bradley, and could tell that Jenny was thinking of Samuel (or Sam as she called him).  “Are they still sleeping?” “Yeah!” Jenny shouted as she poked Angela in the diaper. Angela scowled, but then smiled.  “Hey!  You poked me in the diaper!” Jenny smirked and began to chuckle.  “So I poked you in the diaper?” Angela smiled and gave her a playful jab.  “I’ll poke YOU in the diaper!”  Angela laughed, softly poking Jenny’s cotton footed sleeper until she felt the soft cloth backing of her diaper. Jenny laughed harder.  “Hey!  Can we not talk about my diaper?” Angela shook her head.  “Let’s talk about your diaper.”  She glanced forward, pretending that the whole world was watching her.  “Hey everyone!  She has a diaper!”  She gave a soft and gentle punch to Jenny’s cottony pajama covered diaper. Jenny jabbed back, knocking Angela on the floor, and they both continued laughing.  “You have a diaper too!” Angela couldn’t stop laughing. “Oh!” she smiled.  “You just made me pee my diaper!” Jenny laughed harder.  “So did you!  Now I’m soaked!  Is Sammy up yet?”  That’s when they both realized that Bradley and Sam were standing there, smiling in amusement. Angela’s face blushed.  “How long were you both standing there?” Bradley laughed.  “When you announced to ‘everyone’ that Jenny was wearing a diaper.  Now let’s go to your room.  I know of a girl named Angie that needs her diaper changed…” Angela shook her head.  “N-no…I no need tange!” Bradley laughed.  “Come over here you soggy girl…” Angela shook her head.  “I want to check on the birthday girl!” Jenny shook her head.  “I’ll check on little sis when she’s up.  Now daddy…My diapey all wet.  Can you change me?” Sam nodded.  “This way my little Jenny button…" Sam, being very strong, picked up Jenny, who still didn’t look a day past 16.  He carried her down the hallway into a set of double doors that went to another bedroom. Bradley sighed.  “Fine.  Go see your birthday girl.  I’ll see her a little bit later.  After that, daddy’s gotta change you.  Okay, Angie Bear?” Angela nodded, and gave her cute two-year-old response.  “Akay Bad-wee…”  She skipped down the hallway to a set of double doors that went to Lila’s bedroom (her parent’s master bedroom was a large mini-wing at the end of the hallway, with taller double doors that went to their room).  She opened them and saw that the room was empty.  Lila was not in the crib.  She nodded, having a good idea where Lila was.  Madeline is in the changing room, changing Lila right now… She took the right middle door and entered the changing room, and found Lila laying on the changing table, wearing nothing but a fresh diaper.  A Pampers Cruisers Size 3. She was right.  Angela smiled when she saw the radiant glow that came from the magic diaper.  She knew at this point that Lila just wasn’t there anymore.  That Lila being a toddler was her new reality for the rest of her life.  She didn’t think any less of her little sister because of this, and still loved her dearly.  Yes, it was a mistake that Lila made that wish in the first place, but there was no turning back now.  She now had a cute two-year-old sister to love and cherish all the rest of her days. Madeline smiled when she saw Angela walking over to her sister.  “I see you’re up, huh?  Lila, your sister is here!” Lila looked up and saw her older sister staring back at her.  “Ann-wee!” Angela grinned.  She knew that Lila couldn’t say “Angie” anymore, but she still thought that it was cute.  Angela poked Lila in the belly button.  “Boop!” Lila giggled when her sister did this, and she peed her diaper in just tiny trickles. Angela exchanged glances with Madeline and smiled.  She then looked back at Lila.  “I heard that you’re going to be seven today!  Come on, birthday girl!  Let’s get you a cute dress for your special day!” Madeline nodded, giving Angela approval.  “Go ahead!  Just let me know when Lila needs a diaper change.” Angela nodded.  “I will!” Angela carried Lila out of the changing room and into her bedroom.  She walked to the door on the far right with Lila and entered the large walk-in closet, which had all of Lila’s clothes neatly sorted by color.  She sat Lila down and found a 12-18 months yellow corduroy dress decorated with glitter (all of Lila’s clothes were 12-18 months).  She dressed Lila in the dress and smiled.  “Oh, mom is going to love this dress!” After Angela and Jenny got ready with Bradley and Sam, they all had breakfast, which was prepared by a chef that cooked all the meals at the Watson Estate.  It was the standard fare of Bacon, Sausage, Eggs, Potatoes, and fresh fruit.  The perfect breakfast for the birthday girl.  Madeline, of course, made sure that everything was cut into tiny pieces so that Lila wouldn’t choke on the food with her portions. It was now after breakfast and both soon to be couples were watching cartoons with Lila in the large living room.  Angela sat there, watching Bluey while Lila sat on her lap, fully entranced in the cartoon. All of a sudden, Angela began to feel a warmth coming from Lila’s diaper.  The warmth got hotter and hotter.  After that, Angela sniffed.  A strong odor filled her nostrils and she glanced at Madeline, who was nearby.  The young woman came over and nodded. “Does Lila need another diaper change?”  Madeline asked her.  “Oh pew!  She does!” She scooped up Lila, who began to whine as she was pulled away from Bluey (which Angela quickly paused).  “Come on, my birthday girl!  Let Nanny Maddy change your stinky butt!” “Tinky bup!” Lila repeated with a giggle. Madeline took Lila out of the room, and to another one of several smaller changing rooms scattered throughout the mansion. Lila was now opening her presents, while her parents, friends, sisters, and soon to be brother in laws all watched her.  There were a couple new presents, but most of them were from last year.  The newest one was a stuffed Bluey. “Boo-wee!” Lila shouted. “Boo-wee!” Dinner was another wonderful menu prepared by Pierre, the chef of the Watson Estate that always curated the best culinary creations.  The kind that you would find at one of the top-rated Michelin Star restaurants. The Teddy Graham encrusted mac and cheese was prepared for Lila.  Small delicious morsels of cinnamon Teddy Grahams were crumbled over freshly grated Vermont Cheese that were melted to perfection. Every noodle was made from scratch.  A hint of milk made the mac and cheese creamy, and small shavings of roasted hot dog with freshly grated garlic made the dish simply delectable.  Finally, the noodles were carefully cut by the chef to be ready for Cynthia to feed her birthday girl. Everyone else had the same dish, only the adult version had seafood.  Crab, lobster and grouper were all mixed into the mac and cheese, with a little Cajun spice to give it an extra kick. After dinner was finished, Boudreau, the pastry chef, wheeled out a special birthday cake.  It was a marble torte cake covered in chocolate ganache.  The chocolate was then spray painted with blue food coloring and finished up to look like Bluey to please Lila, the extra special birthday girl. Blue fondant covered areas of the cake to design the different parts of Bluey’s face.  A “7” candle sat at the tip of Bluey’s nose. With that, all of the invited friends and family all gathered around Lila and sang to her again, commemorating her special day: Happy birthday to you!  Happy birthday to you!  Happy birthday dear Lila, happy birthday to you! “And many more!” Cynthia sang, crying happy tears this time.  She hugged Lila, and helped her in blowing out the candle on this very special cake.  She made a blow with her lips, hoping that Lila would get the idea.  “On three, Lila!” Cynthia instructed.  “Let’s blow Bluey’s nose!  One…two…three!” Cynthia blew on the “7” candle, with Lila blowing just after her.  The candle was blown out. Everyone ate the cake and enjoyed it.  Lila especially enjoyed it, smacking her lips and smiling.  “Mo Boo-Wee mommy! Mo Boo-Wee!” Cynthia grinned and gave Lila another small piece.  Lila ate that piece in seconds. Ice cream was next.  Chef Boudreau brought out a batch of Neapolitan ice cream that was freshly made that day.  Every ingredient was fresh and the consistency was perfect. After Cynthia fed Lila her last spoonful of ice cream, Lila began rubbing her eyes.  Cynthia grinned.  “Mommy’s going to kiss you goodnight and then Madeline is going to get you off to bed, okay?”  She kissed Lila goodnight.  “Goodnight, sweetie!  Mommy hopes that you had a fun birthday today…” Lila nodded, starting to feel very tired.  John also kissed Lila goodnight before the nanny approached her. But before Madeline could pick Lila up, Camden stepped forward. “I wanna say good night to Lila!” Angela stepped forward.  “Me too!” Jenny stepped forward.  “Me three!” Bradley stepped forward.  “Me four!” Finally, Sam stepped forward.  “Me five!” Everyone in the Watson family kissed Lila goodnight.  Camden, Angela, Jenny, Bradley, and Sam.  Madeline then took Lila upstairs to her living quarters, where she got Lila ready for bed.  She gave her a shower as part of her nightly routine. Present time Lila opened her eyes after reflecting on her seventh birthday.  It was a lot of fun and she loved Bluey.  Both her stuffed animal and the cake that she ate tonight.  With it being her sixth year of being two, it was quite obvious that there was no more headspace.  Lila was always a toddler and there was never a moment that she felt any older.  Being two filled every corner of her brain, and there was no five-year-old self left. Madeline just put her into her crib and tucked her in.  She clutched her cashmere blanket that she was covered in and grabbed the ribbon of the pacifier clip until she was holding the yellow pacifier.  It matched the brand new yellow footed sleeper that she was wearing.  She put it in her mouth and suckled it.  Then she glanced at the new stuffed Bluey and hugged it while she glanced up at the musical mobile with porcelain animals.  She smiled, as she watched it go around and around and around…

Madam is jealous that Ben wants to go home with Michelle.  She brought him here to make him stronger. He's the first Diaper Boy to ask to go with her.  She's going to try this nice thing and see how it goes.    "Come on Ben, we have to go"

"I'm right where you left me. I have something to show you" She takes out her phone to show Benny a picture   "Kelly had her baby today. Little Cody is here. You're going to have a new little playmate soon"   She shows him 2 pictures: 1 of Kelly holding him, the other of the baby wrapped in a blanket, sleeping in his isolette.

The money part of this has come up, but it's not, I suspect, the core of my wife's general lack of enthusiasm for having a husband who wears diapers all the time, everywhere. She has commented on occasion that I have more than enough of them in stock (I probably have 13+ cases right now), and she told me at one point that I should turn off "automatic reordering" because she thought that was what was happening when a case of diapers showed up on the porch every couple of weeks.  I've explained that I double down when they are on sale, so my inventory of baby pants is actually saving us money, and also, that ABDL diapers are cheaper to wear in the long run, because they are so much better than all but the best medical diapers - I can wear 2-3 ABDL diapers a day, whereas I would be burning through probably 6 cheap diapers at least, and also doing more laundry.  However, ultimately it comes down to a question of what we each want to do with our share of our money. First of all, I make most of it, but I don't every really pull out that card - she does a lot of stuff for the kids, for example, that you can't really put a dollar value on, that I don't have time to look after - God help me if I ever have to go shopping for dance tights or makeup or bras. But, she also buys cushions for the outdoor furniture, or she buys a new lamp for a spot where the current lamp has been working just fine, or she buys 10 X as many shoes as I do, or she wants to go visit her parents in Florida and take the kids, etc. So if she starts hinting about wanting to audit my diaper expenditures, I say, okay, no problem, bust out the credit card bills and let's drill down on what we're spending.... except she knows from previous exercises in this vein that inevitably the forensic analysis is going to come back showing she spends 4 X what I do every month. So, hey, maybe I don't need Baby Panda diapers in my arsenal, but maybe the colour of the linens in the guest room is fine, and the goddamn table cloth print doesn't need to reflect the season... oh, it's okay if I buy Baby Panda diapers? Okay. Thanks. 

I agree this is a strange gambit to use on this chessboard - some people still speak in terms of Rearz being disreputable because of it, although if they'd shot someone instead, they'd be on parole by now, and evidently it hasn't hurt their business too much - they launch a new diaper every six weeks and they've expanded their headquarters again.  But I wonder if this is also being misinterpreted - for example, ABU attempting to trademark the term BabyFur, or Rearz seeking to trademark ABDL, only really gives them dominion over the term as it applies to a specific product. So if ABU makes a diaper model called the BabyFur, then Bambino can't go produce the Bambino BabyFur, but they could still market, say, the Bambino BabyTail, and say "Attention, Babyfur's, we have the best diaper for you" in their material. They just couldn't name it the BabyFur.  Chevrolet used to manufacture a model called the Baretta, way back at the dawn of time (the late 1980's), and there is an Italian gun manufacturer by that name that was founded in the 16th century. They got into a dispute over the use of the term, and the resolution ended up being that, basically, Chevrolet would only build cars, not firearms, using that name.  Similarly, the name "Kodiak" is currently used by a trailer manufacturer, a boot company, a company that makes sheds, one that makes power equipment, one that makes pancake & waffle mix, and also a mining company. I could go start making Kodiak diapers, and if I sought to trademark that, it would only apply to diapers.