Steve didn’t say a word all the way home, and as soon as they arrived he ran straight through the door and up to his room. He pulled off his damp clothes and in desperation tried to put on some of his old boxers, which were now way to big for him. He could feel himself crying in frustration and threw himself down on his bed. There was a gentle knock at his door and Anne stuck her head in.
“Are you ok Stevie?” She asked.
“What do you think mom?” He snapped through tears, “I did a wee in front of all my friends” he added with a sob. Anne sat down next to him, ignoring the fact he was naked from the waist down, and gently stroked his head.
“It’s ok, accidents happen” she said softly, “I’ve run you a bath, so you go and have a nice soak and try and relax a little.” She added. Steve sniffles again, a bath did sound like a good idea.
“Thanks” he said quietly as they both got to their feet. He sullenly followed his mother to the bathroom, where the tub was full of warm soapy water.
“I’ll leave you to it” Anne said, “I’ll put some clothes in your room for when your done” she added as she closed the door behind her. Steve pulled off his T-shirt and lowered himself in the bath. The warm water felt really nice on his skin as he laid back and soaked for a minute. He lay there in silence, before he started to feel a bit restless. His eyes fell on Emma’s collection of duckies and he sat forward, grabbing a couple as he did. He dropped them into the water and began to idly push them around at first. Soon he’d given each duck a personality and a voice, and was happily splashing them around, playing out different scenarios in the water. He was so engrossed in what he was doing, he barely noticed the bathroom door open and Emma walk in.
“What the…” he blurted, quickly dropping a duck in embarrassment.
“Sorry Stevie” Emma replied, “I really need toilet and mommy’s in the downstairs one” she added as she stepped over to the loo and easily opened the fly on her trousers. Steve was surprise to see that she was tall enough to stand at the bowl. She pulled out her penis and began to go, as naturally as if she’d done it all her life. When she finished, she casually shook off the few drops that remained, then stuffed her cock back into her pants. She looked over at Steve and spotted the ducks floating in the water.
“Have you been playing with my duckies?” She asked. Steve didn’t answer, but just looked away in embarrassment. Emma put her hands on her hips and looked him over.
“You have!” She smiled, “but you haven’t even washed your hair yet!” She added as she stepped over to the bathtub.
“Oh I know, let’s play Daddy and baby!” She said excitedly, “I’ll be Daddy, and you be the baby” she added with a grin. She looked so much taller to him from his seated position in the tub. She rolled up her sleeves and grabbed a small toy bucket from the side.
“Now let’s wash that hair.” She grinned as she dunked the bucket in the water and went to top it over his head. Steve immediately jerked away as she did.
“What are you doing?” He asked.
“Washing your hair” she replied matter-of-factly, “now come here” she added with a beckoning motion. Steve shook his head.
“No, I don’t wanna” he pouted, feeling annoyed now. Emma sighed, then glanced down at the ducks.
“What you were you doing with them?” She asked, nodding towards them. Steve was caught off guard by the question.
“Oh, just playing” he said quietly.
“Tell me” Emma smiled back at him.
“We’ll this one is a princess, and she was caught by the duck with the eyepatch, he’s the baddy, and these two are fiends who were trying to save her and…argh” he shouted as Emma emptied the bucket over his head.
“What the hell!” He grumbled as he went to move away.
“Stevie, sit still!” Emma said sternly, placing a hand on his shoulder. The strength of her grip and something in her tone made Steve freeze.
“But…”
“No buts mister, you need to wash your hair!” Emma interrupted. Steve was in shock, and barely registered as she filled another bucket and tipped it gently over his head. She then grabbed some shampoo and applied a small amount to her hands before running through his hair, frothing it up as she went. When she was satisfied she grabbed the bucket again.
“Eyes!” She said, and Steve automatically placed his hands over his eyes to keep the suds out. He felt two more buckets of water fall over his head, then Emma’s hand on his wrist. He allowed her to pull his hands away then wipe his face with a damp flannel. She grabbed a bottle of body wash next and applied some to the flannel in her hand.
“Stand up please” she asked. Steve didn’t move,
“Ok Ems, this is going to far.” Steve said, shrinking away, “I don’t want to play anymore”
“I said stand up please Stevie” Emma said sternly, “we need to wash that wee-wee off!” She didn’t sound like she was playing anymore. Steve nodded meekly, and stood up, shivering as the water ran off him. Emma took the flannel and began to firmly, but gently scrub his legs. He let out a slight yelp as she reached his crotch and scrubbed that too. If she found it weird to be washing her own vagina while it was on his body, she didn’t say anything.
“Turn around” she said, and Steve didn’t brother to argue. He slowly turned around and allowed her to scrub his backside.
“There, much better” she said sweetly, you’ve got five more minutes then it’s time to get out!” She added as she closed the toilet seat and sat down. Steve gladly sat back down into the water, hiding his crotch under the bubbles. Emma leaned forward and picked up the eyepatch duck.
“So he’s the baddy then?” She asked. Steve nodded, and pointed to one with pigtails.
“Yeah, and she’s the princess” he said. Emma waved the duck in her hand and put on a deep voice.
“You’ll never escape princess!” She said. Steve quickly grabbed the other two ducks floating in the water.
“We’ll save you!” He said, and quickly pushed them towards his sister. They continued playing for a while before they were finally interrupted by Anne knocking on the door.
