I woke up to a sunshine passing through my window. My diaper was admittedly wet, but Lucas’ diaper, which was now my newborn brother, was admittedly much stinkier.
“Peew-eew!” - I pinched my nose - “You did a poopy, didn't you?”
Lucas just gurgled as a response, he seemed happy but clearly squirmed on the mattress. Thankfully, daddy got in our room.
"Good Morning my darlings!” - Daddy said - “Let’s check that diaper shall we?”
Daddy picked Lucas first since he was younger, and pulled the back waits band of the diaper.
“Someone did quite the stink… And you Rafael? Need a change?” - He asked me
“You can just call me Rafa, and yes, I need a fresh diaper…” - I answered
Daddy changed Lucas quickly and placed him on the Fisher Price rocker chair while he changed my diaper. 
“Thank you, daddy!” - I thanked him
“You’re welcome… We sadly lack clothes, so I guess you two will have to stick to the diaper model look.” - He jokes
“I mean… I guess I should have expected that, but it’s okay, I don’t think people will judge a baby.” - I replied
“You will be fine, you gave a diapered speech on the internet, if anything… That technically makes you a celebrity.” - He says 
“Yeah, I bet if I really was famous, there would be actual paparazzi on my window…” - I said
“Like these?” - He said as he opened the window, there was in fact four paparazzi taking photos
I didn’t expect that repercussion at all, I was now a politician and a famous celebrity… But still wore diapers and slept on a crib. Thankfully, journalism in Furtroplois has a set of rules that protect children and well… Babies… So those four Paparazzi were the only ones that bothered us for the day.
“Time for breakfast, let’s go downstairs.” - Daddy said
Daddy carried us downstairs and placed me at a high table, Lucas was breastfed by our mommy, Liz. My morning dish? A warm bowl of cinnamon sprinkled oatmeal with green apple slices and honey.
Daddy picked a spoonful of it.
“Here comes the choo-choo!” - He said
I rolled my eyes hard, but then I realized that was an act of love on his part… He didn’t need to play choo-choo with me, he did so because he thought I would enjoy that. So I played along.
I was full! That was delicious. Sure, I could eat something solid, I am old enough to have baby teeth, but mushy food is good.. Speaking of mushy… I also filled the back of my diaper due to the fiber consumed.
“You did a stinky, didn’t you?” - Daddy asked while raising an eyebrow
“Yeah…” - I admitted that rather embarrassed
“Common honey, don’t be harsh on him, your diaper could use changing as well.” - Said mommy as she pulled the back of daddy’s diaper
Naturally, I was changed again. Daddy’s diaper got changed next, and since my parents are incontinent, I also saw a considerably big changing table. I was expecting him to be changed on the queen bed… What caught my eye however was the amount of baby toys and items scattered on their room’s floor.
	“Mommy… Why the baby toys?” - I asked
	She didn’t listen at first, she treated my daddy with care and a soft voice.. His diaper was also rather babyish and colorful looking. It was almost like… If daddy was a big baby himself.
	“Mommy… Why is daddy acting like a baby?” - I asked twice as confused
	She finished changing daddy. I was expecting him to rise from the table by himself, but he was placed on the floor to play in a giant jungle gym? That only made things more confusing.
“Oh sweetie… Sometimes I forget you are an adult of sorts too. You see… Daddy had a very rough childhood… In fact he was an orphan.” - Mommy explained
“Oh…” - I gasped
“Because it was so rough, daddy likes to act and be treated as a baby… We call that infantilism… And we refer to him as ABDL.” - She finished
“But Doctor Warten has a literal regression ray… We can literally turn him into an actual baby if he wanted!” - I said
“That is true… He would be stuck as a baby though, and that wouldn’t allow him to do another thing he loves though…” - She said
“Which is?” - I asked
“Be a father. Your father.” - She answered
That made me appreciate daddy even more, even if he was playing with a jungle gym and suckling a pacifier as mommy and I talked.
“We are not going to the mall anytime soon… Why don’t you and your brother join your father and I sit down nearby to read a nice book?” - She suggested
“Hmm… If it makes daddy happy… I could give it a try.” - I said
I spent the morning lying down in the jungle gym with my “baby” daddy and my baby brother. We bapped toys and giggled as they made funny sounds. Lucas didn’t do much outside of looking at us all the time, but his gurgles seemed happy enough… He was too young to judge anyways.
Daddy drooled and looked like he lacked any care in the world. Mommy watched us like a watchful owl even though she was still reading a book. Daddy even cried once, so did Lucas, and they were both changed and breastfed.
I even tasted breastfeeding myself, it was soothing and relaxing, I felt very loved and a close bond with mommy. The whole experience was great even though I was honestly tired of baby toys at this point in time.
After that happened, it was time for us to visit the shopping mall and purchase the lacking items on Lucas and mine nursery, plus the adults were running low on diapers. I was expecting to waddle my way through the mall, but mommy and daddy had a stroller waiting for me.
“Alright kiddos, our first stop is Ikea.” - Daddy said - “Just take extra care while saying the furniture name, we don’t want to summon a norse monster by accident” - He snickered
I rolled my eyes and then we were at Ikea. We looked for a cradle for Lucas and we found a cutesy looking one in baby blue, then we got another changing table also in baby blue, and mommy allowed me to get a shark plushie for my crib. It was nice!
Then we stopped for cinnamon rolls, they were delicious, Lucas naturally was breastfed… Mommy sure had a lot of milk. 
“Alright, next stop is Carter’s.”  - Mommy said
We arrived at Carter’s and Lucas was first… He got a lot of cute onesies of varied pastel tons. On my turn I got about the same but the colors were solid and some outfits had designs such as a fire-truck, bumblebee and a lion. Not my first pick on the wardrobe, I would have totally preferred something as bland as possible, but to be fair with my parents… They were on sale.
Some people and other regressies asked for pictures while in the store, it was certainly nicer than the paparazzi because at least I was asked for permission first. The problem is… My diaper was very soggy. 
“Oh sweetie… Time to change that nasty looking diaper.” - Mommy said
“But mom!” - I said as she laid me down on the store’s bench - “Everyone is looking, can’t we please use the changing room?”
“Sweetie… The nearest changing room is absolutely packed with people, and if that diaper stays on your bottom for long you’ll get a diaper rash… I promised I’ll be quick.” - Mommy said as she placed a pacifier on my mouth
I was changed in the store in front of everyone… Most people did not care at all, but some either stared or giggled, they probably knew my actual identity instead of assuming I was an ordinary baby. That situation made me very uncomfortable and I ugly cried.
“Oh sweetie… Don’t worry, your diaper is clean now. Shh! Shh!” - Mommy placed me on their shoulder and tried to calm me down
It worked, but she promised me to avoid doing that in the future.
Our last stop was the Diaper Emporium. A place that sells diapers of all shapes and sizes. Mommy got her a plain white diaper, but daddy? A white one with colorful all over baby blocks prints, the same one he currently uses.
With all of our purchases done, we made a visit to the mall’s food court. Daddy got tacos, Mom got herself a Whopper and I got a Happy Meal… Lucas got another breastfeeding. After we were all well fed, we left the mall and arrived home.
At home, daddy and mommy split the task of building the furniture themselves, I thought they would force me to play with baby toys to pass the time, but they actually allowed me to play on Luca’s Xbox Series X. It was very fun! 
By night, our room was finished. Mommy made one last change on the three of us and herself , she dressed us like with footed pajamas and breastfed us before placing us to sleep.
“Goodnight Rafa, my darling.” - She kissed my forehead
"Goodnight mommy.” - I replied
“Goodnight Lucas, my little bundle of joy.” - She kissed his belly a couple of times
Lucas happily gurgled in response.
Clearly my “vacation” did not last very long, tomorrow was going to be my first day as Furtropolis mayor and representative of the regressies. That scared me, I never did anything of this caliber, and nightmares were abundant to the point I cried.
Daddy quickly got out of the bed and picked me by his arms, he placed me on his shoulder and began to rub my back.
“Shh! Shh! It 's okay Rafa.”  - He said
“I had a nightmare… Can I sleep on your bed with you?” - I whined
“Of course son” - He agreed 
I layed down in bed with him and mommy, since daddy was in fact a ABDL, their double bed was surrounded by bars and had many baby toys attached to it… It was basically a giant crib for adults. Being with them however, made my nightmares go away.
“Goodnight everyone.” - I said
“Goodnight son.” - My parents replied