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By Snugglebear_69 · Posted
I mean, they left so aren't here to answer. -
By rusty pins · Posted
Don't forget, you'll need a shit-load of diaper rash cream! -
By rusty pins · Posted
Did they mention about "having all the bases covered, keeping the balls and infield dry so the game won't be rained out"? -
By Lilboydiaper · Posted
Chapter 32 : Jack had calmed in Jill’s arms, his breathing steady again, his small fingers still clutching at her shirt—but the tension from earlier hadn’t fully left the air. From down the hall, there was no sound from Marcus. No movement. Just silence. Jill sat in the rocking chair a moment longer, gently swaying, her mind racing despite the calm she was trying to maintain for Jack. He’s still upset… and this isn’t getting better tonight. She looked down at Jack, brushing a hand softly through his hair. His eyes were open now, quieter, watching her. “Hey,” she whispered. “What do you think about going for a little walk?” Jack blinked. “…Walk?” “Yeah,” she said gently. “Just you and me. Get some fresh air.” He didn’t answer right away, but he didn’t resist either. That was enough. “Okay,” Jill murmured. “Let’s do that.” She carefully stood, still holding him, and began gathering what they’d need. The motions were automatic at this point—diaper bag over her shoulder, a couple of snacks tucked inside, a bottle prepared and secured. “Can’t forget this,” she added softly, picking up Flopsy and placing it into Jack’s arms. Jack hugged the bunny close. “And your paci,” she said, handing it to him. He took it quietly. Once everything was ready, Jill settled him into the stroller, adjusting the straps so he was comfortable and secure. She gave him one last quick check. “All set?” Jack gave a small nod. They stepped out into the night. The campus felt completely different now—quiet, calm, the usual daytime noise replaced with a soft stillness. Streetlights cast a warm glow along the paths, and a light breeze moved through the trees. Jill pushed the stroller slowly, letting the peaceful atmosphere settle around them. For a while, neither of them spoke. Then, gently, Jill broke the silence. “About earlier…” Jack shifted slightly in the stroller. “…It was loud,” he said softly. Jill nodded. “Yeah… it was. I’m sorry you had to hear that.” Jack stared ahead, his thoughts quieter now but still present. They were yelling… I didn’t like it. Jill kept her voice calm. “Sometimes grown-ups argue. It doesn’t mean things are broken… it just means we need time to figure things out.” Jack didn’t fully understand—but he listened. Jill glanced around, then gently shifted the conversation. “Hey, look over there—see those trees?” Jack followed her gaze. “The way they move in the wind,” she continued. “Kinda nice, huh?” Jack nodded faintly. “And those birds,” she added as a couple flew overhead. “They’re probably heading back to their nests.” The simplicity of it helped. The tension eased, replaced with something softer, quieter. They eventually found a bench tucked along the path, and Jill guided the stroller beside it before sitting down. “Let’s take a little break,” she said. She picked up the bottle and held it out. “You want this?” Jack nodded and reached for it. Jill helped him, holding it steady as he drank. After a bit, she offered him some crackers too. “Here—something to go with it.” Jack nibbled on them, relaxed now, his earlier fear fading into the background. This feels… safe, he thought. He looked up at Jill as she sat beside him. She stayed with me… even when everything got loud. After a while, Jill stood again. “Alright, we should head back.” The walk back was just as quiet. Jack leaned into the stroller, a little more tired again, Flopsy resting against him. By the time they reached the dorm, the calm from outside still lingered—but it faded slightly as Jill opened the door. The TV was still on. Marcus was stretched out on the couch, asleep, one arm draped awkwardly at his side. The room was a mess—empty wrappers, a tipped-over cup, things left out in a rush. Jill sighed softly. “…Rough night,” she murmured. She wheeled the stroller inside and gently lifted Jack out, setting him in the playpen. “Sit here for a minute, okay?” she said. Jack nodded quietly. Jill moved around the room, picking things up, throwing away trash, straightening what she could. Her movements were slower now—tired, weighed down by the day. It’s been a lot, she thought. Behind her, Jack sat quietly, watching. He shifted slightly, then noticed the dampness. …I’m wet. He didn’t say anything right away. Instead, he looked at Jill—really looked at her. She’s doing everything… He hugged Flopsy a little tighter. She feeds me… takes care of me… stays with me when I’m scared… He hesitated, then spoke softly. “…Mama?” Jill paused mid-motion. She turned slowly, her expression softening. “Yeah?” Jack looked down for a second, then back up at her. “…I’m happy,” he said quietly. “You take good care of me.” Jill’s breath caught slightly. Jack continued, his voice small but sincere. “I like… calling you Mama.” The words settled heavily—but not in a bad way. Jack looked at his hands. “I didn’t… have one,” he added, almost in a whisper. “Or… anyone.” Jill’s chest tightened. Jack hugged Flopsy closer. I missed this, he thought. Having people… The room felt still again—but different this time. Not tense. Just… full. Jill walked over slowly and knelt beside the playpen, reaching out to gently touch his cheek. “You’re not alone,” she said softly. Jack leaned into her touch. And for the first time that night, despite everything, there was something steady again—something real forming in the quiet space between them. -
By rusty pins · Posted
Yes, it helps stop any gaps around your thighs and waist. From your waist, your pelvic bone usually expands outwards, then tapers down where it meets your thighs. Angling the bottom tapes upwards allows a tighter seal around your legs like forming a cone with the small end around your thighs. Angling the tapes down at your waist does the same thing, forming a cone with the smaller opening around your waist. Hard to explain but once you try it, you will understand better.
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