Hello Angelkitty!
I always wear tight blue pajamas.
The pants fit tightly over the diaper pants and cloth diapers.
Unfortunately, this makes them a little too short and the edge of the yellow diaper pants peeks out at the top. The shirt isn’t long enough to cover it either.
You can clearly see the bulge from the diapers at the front. The diaper pants are also clearly visible on my bottom.
In my imagination, I always ask the babysitter if I can have a pair of loose-fitting sweatpants with a long shirt.
That way, my younger siblings and any visitors who are in the house won’t see me like this. After all, it’s still three hours until bedtime.
The babysitter, who is 16, explains to me that I couldn’t hide the five wet beds last week either.
Everyone knows that I’m getting diaper pants again tonight. Just like a year ago. Until I’m dry at night like all other 12-year-olds.
To prevent the diaper pants from slipping while playing, they have to be held in place by tight-fitting pants. Tight pajama pants are ideal for this.
She also says that she knows from my parents that I like to rub my diaper pants in bed. For that reason alone, I should really be given a onesie.
“But if you want, I’ll tell your parents that we need a onesie for you. Now no more backchat and go and play with the other children in the living room.”
“They’ll laugh at me!”
"No, they won’t. The adults at the party might ask you. Then you tell them that you’re going back to bed and have to be in bed in half an hour and your babysitter sent you to say good night.
Now go on. See you in half an hour to brush your teeth."
Because I am a very obedient boy and because I don’t want to be put in a onesie, I quietly say, “Yes, thank you for changing me in my diaper.”
Then I turn around and walk into the living room with my thickly padded crotch and my padded bottom, where you can clearly see the diaper pants. The yellow edge of my diaper pants is visible from the waistband of my pants…
