
*SQUISH*
Ami paused from drinking her ba-ba from the sudden noise, glancing down at her big, thick diapers. Reaching down, she lightly poked her diaper, feeling it smoosh underneath her finger.
*SQUISH*
The big baby girl giggled as she poked her soaked diapers agains and again, eventually resorting to using her whole hand to produce that strange sound.
*SQUISH**SQUISH**SQUISH*
“What’s that I hear?” Came her Daddy’s voice from outside the door. “Does baby Ami need her diapee changed?”
Ami clapped with glee. Because the only thing better than a wet diaper to play with was a dry diaper just waiting to be used.