āAre you supposed to be, like, the diaper astronaut lady?ā
It was the third time she had been asked that. The night wasnāt going as well as she had hoped.
First off, she hadnāt been able to convince him to do a couplesā costume. āYou can be a teddy bear,ā sheād offered, but heād rejected it. āYou can just dress up like a stereotypical dad,ā she offered, but heād refused that on two grounds ā too close to what he already wore every day, on one hand (āthat happened the other year,ā he said, āeveryone just asked me if I was supposed to be myself or a touristā), and way too obvious, on the other.
āIf Iām dressed like a dad and youāre dressed like a baby, way too many people at this party are going to put something together.ā
āDo you really think a bunch of physics nerds are going to be kinky enough to pick up on that?ā
To that, he just rolled his eyes.
But still, she wanted to be a baby for the party. She could fill up a bottle with something good and strong and have it as her own all night, she could have the constant thrill of everyone asking her if she was a big baby, something theyād never suspect how close to the truth theyād gotten.
He, on the other hand, was going as an astronaut.
So, in her mind, to keep the couples theme, right before they put on their coats to go the party, she taped herself into a blue diaper covered in spaceships and aliens. Well, she thought to herself, either they wonāt get it at all, or theyāll get it and theyāll know not to blow their own cover about it.
He had been surprised, to say the least, when they laid their coats down in some bedroom of the townhouse. āI thought you were going to, you know, make a fake one,ā he whispered in her ear as they walked down the stairs.
āItās thematic,ā she whispered back.
But despite this, it seemed like most people here were under the impression she was doing a costume about something that wasā¦ what, a decade old, now? More? It wasnāt exactly that she was feeling frustrated, but it wasnāt nearly as thrilling as she had expected it to be.
And then the drinks started to kick in. A couple beers, most of the bottle, but after going outside to grab another beerā¦ she was doing her best to ignore it, but a pressure was definitely building in her. She did her best to find him, to ask him for a reprieve or some help getting the diaper down or at least to know if he had thought to being a spare she could change into in privacy, but he was beers deep yelling something about Marx and long-dead French astronomers.
She tried texting him: āi really have to go, can you help me?ā He looked over at her with a roll of his eyes. The response came through a minute later: āI thought you were a baby tonight? š¦š«š½š§øā āsorry o forget what the bear is forā
So sheād come upstairs, in hopes of finding a bathroom that was a little more private than the one sheād seen their old comrades making out in downstairs. Not this door, not that doorā¦
āAre you lost, little one? Do you need help getting back to your grown-up?ā
They were standing in her way; shorter than her, cropped hair, bucket hat, denim shirt, cargo shorts, holding a toy dinosaur.
āAre you, what, a paleontologist?ā
āVery good!ā They grinned, āSuch a big word for such a big baby.ā
āUh, do you live here? Or know where the bathroom is? Because I really have to, you know, get there. Soon.ā
āYou? I canāt imagine youāre ready for that, wearing something like this,ā gesturing at the bright green space aliens along her bottom that definitely hadnāt started to fade. āAlthough I get why everyone was asking if you were the astronaut. Youāre barely dressed for the part, aside from that. No onesie, no mittens, no hat, no pacifierā¦ā
āWell, Iā¦ā she began.
They cut her off. āDonāt worry, I can help you out. Just follow me.ā They grabbed her hand and led her down the hall. Hopefully this was the way to the bathroom? She kept her other hand on the curve of the paleontologistās wide ass. āDo you like that?ā they asked, āI donāt need any help to make it like that, unlike you.ā
They led her into a room that was definitely not the bathroom. A bed, clothes, a computer, kind of a mess. āHere, you can sit on the floor, ok,ā they said before rummaging around in a closet. āIt must be in here somewhere.ā
They emerged with a box of blocks and legos and toy dinosaurs and colored pencils. āHere you go,ā they said, āyou can borrow it for the night. Just bring it back.ā And they presented her with an adult pacifier. āThis should keep people from mixing up your costume any more. You can sit and relax for a minute and play with these with me.ā
āBut I thought you were going to show me the bathroom?ā
āOh, babe, I canāt imagine youāre allowed to potty by yourself if youāre wearing that. Just give me your phone and Iāll text whoever youāre with and heāll come change you when youāre ready.ā
āNo buts. This stuff might be mine, but Iām not a little pants wetter. Think of me as your babysitter for now.ā She dutifully handed over the phone. It was kind of fun, playing with the dinosaurs and hearing dino facts. It certainly served as a little distraction from the unbearable clenching she was doing, the waves of pressure buffeting her, untilā¦
āAh god, oh no,ā she exclaimed. A little jet of hot wetness had escaped despite all her best efforts. āI wet it. Now everyoneās going to know, everyoneās going to seeā¦ā She was panicked.
āOh, here, itās not so bad,ā her paleontologist babysitter said, patting the tiny damp spot. It was becoming even harder to keep from letting it out with the attention. She started to cry. āIs there anything that will calm you down? Do you want me to give you the rest of whateverās in that bottle?ā But the bottle had been emptied long ago. āHere, here, baby,ā they said, unbuttoning their shirt and offering her their small chest, āhere you go. Iām sure heāll be here soon with a change.ā They cradled her head, guided it towards their breast, held it there and gently, teasingly stroked between her legs. āItāll all be ok,ā they whispered, āyou can let go.ā
When he peeked through the door ten minutes later, they were still sitting on the floor together, her diaper full, a flush on her cheeks. āSorry to take so long,āhe offered, out of breath, āI had to run all the way home and all the way back. I got your message, I brought a diaper and a pull-up so you could choose like you asā.ā His speech slowed as he looked into the room.
āShe definitely needs a change.ā They spoke for her for the moment. āBut Iāll take the pull-up off your hands. Seems like it might be fun to play around with on a night like tonight.ā
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