Daily Free-Write July 30, 2021: Kiddo Café Pt. 3

Continuation of December 18, 2020, "Kiddo Café Pt. 2"

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"What's going on here?" said the manager, coming out to see what all the racket was.

"The little one just had an accident." Alex, my customer, was pointing to me. I looked down at the yellowing diaper between my legs. My mouth was open in an 'O' of surprise. I had no idea what to do, so I did the only thing I could think to do. I cried.

"Waaaahhhhhh!"

"Shhhhh, shh, shh, shh," said Uncle Alex, getting down on one knee and hugging me close. He looked back up to the manager and the manager nodded.

"Go ahead, buddy. It's okay, kiddo." He said, turning to me.

"W-what are you doing?" I asked as the manager began to clear off the table. Alex picked me up by the waist and sat me down on the table.

"We're taking care of you, buddy. That's all." I looked over and my eyes went wide as Uncle Alex zipped open the diaper bag.

"N-no! Not here!" The two of them weren't listening, though.

"What do you think he is, a size 4? 5?"

"It's hard to say," my manager said, stroking his chin. "Start with a 4. Worse case scenario, you just double up with the next size up."

"I don't need diapers," I said. The two men looked at me and down at my diaper. I wasn't making a very good case. "A-a-at least change me in the bathroom... please?"

"Got a pacifier?"

"Here"

I whined as the thick rubber bulb was pressed between my lips and held there by my manager, while Uncle Alex began to take off my diaper right there in front of everyone.

"Tsk Tsk, baby shouldn't have any hair down there," said Uncle Alex, shaking his head when he saw my bush.

"Mmph! Mmmmph!!" I whined into my pacifier and shook my head. My face felt so hot, I must have been red as a tomato.

"Shhhh, kiddo, it's okay. I know it's your first day. Let's just get you cleaned up and you'll be good as new."

"You're lucky," said the manager. "You get to give him his first diapee change."

"Heh, yeah, I know, right?" They were back to ignoring me. I was forced to just lay there while the two of them commented on how cute I was and how this was just the first of many diapers I'd been wetting.

"There we go," said Uncle Alex, patting the front of my diaper. "All nice and dry. Do you feel any better?"

The manager let go of the paci and I blinked. I pulled it out. "I actually do feel a little better, except for the fact that everyone in the cafe is staring at me."

"Well, that's just because you're such a cutie pie!" said Uncle Alex, beaming. The other customers whooped and applauded in agreement. I looked around like everyone was crazy, then looked to my manager, who shrugged.

I jumped off the table and stomped away as the two men were shaking hands. "Congrats, man! This is a special moment. I think you and this little cutie are gonna make a great... hey! Where do ya think you're going, kid? Kid!"

I didn't care. I was so done. I walked to the back and grabbed my things. I looked up to the shelf where the manager had left my pants. It was way out of my reach.

"Fuck it," I said, and turned around to leave but a hand grabbed my shoulder before I could.

"Wait, kid."

"What do you want, asshole?" I said, looking into his eyes. He looked taken aback, like he hadn't expected something so aggressive to come from such a small little guy like me. It wasn't the first time I'd surprised someone with my anger.

"You forgot your tip."

He flashed me a wad of 20s, grabbed my hand, and stuck them in my open palm. I looked down at the money. I felt slimy taking this from him, but it was my money. Besides... "This is a lot of money!"

"I told ya kid. You got what it takes! You shake that diaper and you could put yourself through college!"

I glared at him, having graduated college years ago. "O-or, whatever you want, kid. I dunno. Just tell me you'll stay. You don't know how hard it is to get a good waiter these days"

I stared him right in the eyes. "First of all, fuck you, and secondly..." I looked down at the 20's for a few seconds and shoved them down the front of my diaper. "Da custamow is awways wight! Now wets get out dewe and make mow monies!"