On Saturday morning Jon woke up suddenly when he heard some clattering and banging in the kitchen. His bedroom was right by the kitchen and he guessed Karyn, in an effort to be a good dad was fixing breakfast for him.
He just lay in his crib for a while, enjoying being alone for now. He found the crib very comfortable. He was cozy and warm in his bedding and the onesie he was wearing added to his comfort. He was encased in soft material from his neck down. Even his feet were covered. Only his head and hands stuck out. He rubbed his hands over his tummy, enjoying the feeling of the soft material. A zipper ran all the way up from waist to his neck but it wasn't bothering him. He lowered his hands a bit feeling the thick padding of his diaper around his waist and between his legs. A few button snaps held the onesie closed between his front and his butt. Jon pressed against the diaper, feeling his usual morning wood, pressing against the diaper. He was surprised to find that his diaper had remained dry all night. He hadn't woken up dry in so long he wondered if he might never again.
His joy was short lived however as just as he was starting to congratulate himself he felt a strong stream of pee release itself and start to soak his diaper. His hands were still feeling around the front of his diaper and they could actually feel the strength of his pee flooding into his diaper. Jon groaned to himself, just when he thought his situation might be improving he had to go and soak his diaper again. It didn't take long for Jonnto start to feel uncomfortable. He really didn't like the feeling of wearing a wet diaper. Sure, sometimes he would wet himself and not even notice it for a while but as soon as he was aware of it he hated it. He was looking over at the pile of diapers on the changing table and wanted to climb out and change himself. He was reluctant to call Karyn to do it but didn't give any thought to how odd she might find it for her two year old daughter to manage to change herself.
Jon got to his feet and held the rail of his crib. It came up to close to his shoulder, being magically oversized to accommodate his teenage body. Under normal circumstances Jonnwoukd have been able to easily climd out but his thick diaper and the onesie were making it impossible for him to lift his leg high enough. He next tried to pull himself up by the top railing, again a task that should be easy but somehow he just didn't seem to posses the same strength he remembered. His arms just seemed to be entirely too weak to pull the rest of him up.
Finally giving in he called out for Karyn to help.
