Birth Control Pt. 372

A few weeks back, The Boy was happily assisting his dear Mama K with the dishes, a favorite pastime of his. Little did we know that he had a seriously full load on board...



It was a shitty fall, to say the least. The rolling pressure acted upon his diaper like a hand squeezing a tube of toothpaste.

The toned-down results after a few dozen wipes [Trying to keep things at least somewhat palatable around here. On second thought, maybe palatable isn't quite the right word. -Ed.]: