I waddled over to my drawers and pulled out a cream colored stuffed bear. Hermione. Hermione was tied with Katie for my oldest friend, since both have been in my life since before I could form actual memories. I gave Hermione a bear hug. I knew carrying her wouldn’t exactly make me look more adult, but it wasn’t like that was on the table anymore.

After I braced myself, I finally left my room. I could hear the TV still playing meaning Katie was still downstairs. I carefully waddled down the stairs, stopping on the last step. Once I turned the corner there was no going back. I would be in full view for Katie in all my diapered glory. Squeezing Hermione a little harder I took a step forward.