"Mom, I need a diaper change," shouted Charlie from the other room.
"Okay, be there in a minute," she shouted back.
Despite being only 12 years old, Charlie Doe was in diapers. This was never something that bothered him really. His parents did not bother to potty train him just as they never bother with his older sister Jessica either. This was a thing in ABDLia (ab·d·ea), where children are not potty trained until they are legally allowed to drink (21). It wasn't a law or anything (not since such a law was disposed of in the early 60's when the theory that diapers lower deliquency rates was disproven), it was just something most ABDLian parents did as a social norm. Back in the early 20th century, some American territory successfully seceded from the United States of America and became their own micro-nations. ABDLia was one of those micronations, having sustained itself from the production of disposable diapers for the US and most of the rest of the world ever since Marion Donovan - founder of ABDLia - invented the disposable diaper in 1948.
Charlie has just got back home from school and pooped himself as soon as he closed the door. Even a little pee soaked itself into the front. Charlie casually made his way to the "changing corner" of the living room, barely paying any mind to the load in the seat of his diaper, as he removed his pants. He sat on the side of the low-standing table, feeling the poop spread across his butt. His mother walked in.
"How was school honey?"
"It was fine. Ms Cotton said she was getting a new goldfish for the class fish-tank." Charlie skooted back, laying back on a pillow for his head and a white blanket for the rest of him. She untaped the sides of her boy's diaper and opened it, Charlie's wet pee pee tingling from the open air. She lifted him up by his feet, wiping the poo from his butt, cleaning his diaper area while throwing away the used wipes and balled-up diaper in a nearby diaper-pale. Charlie propped up his head up with his hands, unbothered by his naked lower-half. His mother pulled out two diapers from a shelf next to the table and showed them to Charlie. One had red and blue tapes on the side with an illustration of Optimus Prime (just like the one he just soiled) on the front, while the other one had bright-orange tapes and an illustration of Tai and Agumon on the front.
"Digimon," he muttered. She put away the first diaper as she opened up the orange-taped diaper, sliding it under his preteen boy, powdering him and taping him back up.
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