As I ran across the yard I suddenly felt a tug on my shirt. Before I knew what had happened I was standing still and my Loose shorts were around my ankles. My bulging soaked yellowish tinted diaper on display for all to see.

Mommy pushed me back and I bent at the knees before falling flat on my butt. My diaper made a crinkling plop sound. Feeling the grass on my legs. Mommy reached up and pulled the tapes loose with the sound of Velcro ripping apart. Then I felt the cold shiver run up my spine as she pulled the front down exposing my inner soaked diaper.

Mommy wiped me down with a couple wipes and then lifted my bum using my shorts around my ankles as a handle. I looked around blushing red from the sight this must be. But no body was paying any attention to me. The 27 year old getting a diaper change. It was like I was no different then any other toddler. I guess a side effect of the last four years. I was nothing more than one now.

I felt the fresh diaper pushed under my bum and then my ankles dropped. The fresh crinkling diaper was pulled up between my legs. Mommy pushed the front down and held it in place before grabbing the waist and pushing it out taping the left quickly followed by right side.

She stands up grabbing my used diaper and folds it up tying the ends together. I start to get up as mommy reaches a hand out to help.

As I finish standing up I see my shorts around my ankles an as I reach down mommy has already grabbed them and helps me pull my feet out of them. She smirks at me “its winding down no reason for these anymore” she says.

As soon as they are off mommy slaps my butt with a crinkly puff and off I go to play again chasing the others around. Mommy walks across the whole yard in front of every person there holding my soaking wet diaper in one hand showing it off to every person there so they know what I had done.

Not like it mattered much with my exposed diapered butt running around for all to see.