Karyn was just about to dress Jon when her phone buzzed. She looked at it and saw a reminder. "Shit... Eh... I mean sugar, the games about to start." she said to Jon. She quickly grabbed a pink t shirt and put it on Jon, carrying him to the living room in just the t shirt and his diaper. She nearly tripped on a toy and said "shit" again. She saw Jon smiling at her and said sorry for saying a bad word. Jon just laughed more and said, "Cmon Karyn. It's not like I've never heard the word shit before. I say shit all the time." Karyn had to hold back a smile. Most of what Jon said just sounding like babbling to her but she clearly heard the word "shit" twice. She tried to keep a serious face and said, "oh sweetie. Don't use that word. It's not nice for babies to use curse words like that. If your mother hears that she'll kill me." Jonnfound Karyns discomfort hilarious and just repeated "Shit, shit, shit," to mess with her.
Karyn figured the best thing to do was distract Jon, she carried him over to a small playpen she had added to her living room and gently placed him inside. She found the TV remote and turned on son football game that was on. Jon had never been too interested in sports and Karyn even less so but it seemed now she was a big football fan.
Jon looked around the playpen, seeing a few toys scattered on the floor. He didn't want to stay in here. He'd rather sit on the couch and watch TV with Karyn. Jon quickly got to his feet and made his way over to the gate. It came uo to his chest. He thought he could probably climb over it but when he tried to lift his leg high enough, his thick diaper was restricting his movement. He quickly lost his balance and fell back down, happy the padding of his diapered butt softened the landing a little. He stood up again and just tried to open the gate. There was a simple button on the top that you needed to press and slide a piece back to release it. Jon tried pressing the button but it didn't budge. He felt incredibly weak that he couldn't even push it in slightly. Giving up for now, Jon turned away from the gate and looked at the toys. He found some.blocks and sat down to start building with them. It proved harder than he thought. He could put one block on top of two but any more than that and he just seemed to knock them over. His hands just wouldn't do what he wanted then to do. He kept trying but no matter how hard he concentrated he kept messing up and the blocks kept falling.
He moved on and found a plastic tea set. He set it all up and pretended to pour himself a cup. Karyn was engrossed in the game but Jon grabbed a cuo and the teapot and made his way over to the side of the pen she was near. He held out the cup and said d, "Hey Karyn. Want a cup of tea? I made it myself." Karyn didn't understand anything he said but seeing the cup she knew what he was doing. She played along, "oh, tea for me. Did you make it Jon?" "I just said I did Karyn. You really can't understand me, can you?" Jon replied, a little frustrated. Still not understanding him Karyn enthusiastically replied, "Why yes. I'll take some milk please." Jon gave up trying to verbally communicate and handed her a cup. Karyn pretended to take a sip and then handed the cup back to Jon. He put the cuo back down and seeing the game was coming to an end he went back over to Karyn to plead with her to let him out. Karyn could tell by his tone that he was bored and she knew Biff should be arriving soon so she lifted Jon out, sat him down on the floor and switched to a kids channel. There was a cartoon on and Jon's eyes were drawn to it like a moth to a light. He was completely enthralled and found himself singing along with the songs and really getting deep into the story. He was laughing uncontrollably and clapping along, oblivious to what Karyn was doing. Karyn had slipped out to the kitchen and was doing a last bit of prep for Biff's visit. She checked on Jon a few times and loved hearing him laugh along with the cartoon. He was sitting with his legs crossed. He had found a plastic ring on the table and was chewing on it, drool dripping down onto his t shirt.
Jon forgot everything about his current situation, perfectly content now with the entertaining cartoon. I don't remember cartoons being this good when I was a kid. He was chewing on a toy and didn't notice the drool dripping down his chin. He looked down at his t shirt, seeing it had been drooled on a bit. Looking lower he saw his crossed legs and the thick diaper wrapped around his crotch. "That's my diaper," he thought to himself, not giving it any more thought than that. "I'm in Daddy's house," was his next thought. Jon had momentarily regressed to match his perceived age. The cartoon was so hypnotic and he had his every need taken care of so his brain just switched off. Jon looked down again and saw his diaper growing a bit bigger and he felt it getting warm. "Pee pee in my diaper," he giggled to himself not really caring about the implications. Jon's attention was taken away from the TV when he heard someone sitting down on the sofa next to him. He looked left and saw a pair of smooth legs with high heels on the feet. He followed the legs up to a skirt and from there uo to the beaming face of Biff. His eyes lit up and he thought to himself, "Mommy's here." He had been so wrapped up in the TV he hadn't even head her come in. "Mommy, Mommy," he said with delight. Karyn had gone back to the kitchen after letting Biff in so Biff took the chance to have a quiet word with Jon.
"Hey Jon. What's going on? How has your day been?" Biff asked quietly. Jon just looked at Biff not really understanding him with his current baby brain. Jon just got to his feet and ran over and hugged Biff. Biff was a bit worried. Jon had gone a bit too deep in pretending to be a baby. He held Jon at arms length and asked him straight out if he was OK. Jon just smiled vacantly at Bifd and the pulled up his t shirt to fully expose his diaper, saying, "Pee pee mommy. Pee pee in diaper." Biff continued to worry and said, "Cmon Jon. It's me. Come back to me. Talk to me." Jon eyes seemed to focus, his normal mind returning. He cleared his throat and said, "Sorry Biff. Don't know what came over me. I was just so happy and content that my brain seemed to switch fully to baby mode. I'm glad your here and we had a nice afternoon but, eh, Biff, I've soaked my diaper. Sorry. I couldn't help it. Would you change me please? "
Biff was relieved and replied," oh Jon. Thank God. Thought I'd lost you forever there. Don't worry. All good. Of course I'll change your diaper. Mommy's here now baby."
