Jon reluctantly headed for Karen's house once he got out of detention. He was cursing his bad luck. If he had remembered to do his history homework on time he could have gone to the mall and gotten a cool costume, like Spiderman, or something. Instead, he was now forced to go as a baby and not just any baby but a baby girl. He knew Karyn would get a kick out of this and would be teasing him for ages afterwards. He only hoped he could blend in enough so that the whole crowd at the party wouldn't single him out for ridicule.
He took a deep breath and knocked on Karen's front door. She quickly opened it as she had been anticipating his arrival.
"OK. Jon, here's the plan. I'm sure you don't want to go too deep into this costume so rather than curling your hair and removing all your body hair, I think it will be enough for you to just wear the costume, suck the pacifier, drink from the bottle and sit in the pushchair. I won't put makeup or a wig on you. You'll look more like a cross between a man and a baby girl rather than a man sized baby girl. And I'll be with you the whole time. It's the least I can do as your "mother". I've left your costume on the bed. It's looks quite authentic. Start with the diaper and then layer up from there until you have the dress on. I can help close the back of the dress when you get to that point. " Karen's excitement shone through with how quickly she was speaking and as she did she dragged Jon upstairs and pushed him towards her bedroom.
" One other thing Jon,"she shouted through the door," You should probably pee now just to be safe. The diaper is a real diaper so you could technically pee in it but I'm sure you don't want to do that. You can still go to the toilet in costume too but you'll need some help from me and there are a few layers and buttons so let's try to delay that as much as possible. "
Jon didn't answer but he did take her advice. He went into her private bathroom and peed. He tried extra hard to drain himself as he didn't want any more reasons to draw attention to himself at the party.
Jon went back to Karyn's room and started to remove his clothes. He folded everything and left it in a neat pile. Karyn had told him it was OK with her parents for him to come back after the party and he'd need his clothes to change back into.
Jon studied the diaper and tried to figure out the best way to put it on. Ideally, he could lie on his back and get someone to close it but there was no way he was doing that. Eventually he got it on, trying to ignore the pastel pink pattern that was printed on it. He had to admit it was actually a pretty good fit. The elastic around his legs and waist was tight enough to sit snuggly but not too tight to be uncomfortable. Next he found a simple white vest with little ruffles along The edges which was easy to out on compared to the diaper. Then he found a pair of white tights which were stretchy enough to completely cover the bulging diaper and actually made him feel kind of secure and safe. Finally that left the dress. Hebstudiedbitnforna minute. It looked just like a typical dress you'd see a baby girl wearing. Almost shaped like dungarees around the chest with thick shoulder straps and a big pocket in the middle but the lower half was full bodied with ruffly layers that puffed out and covered his diaper and thighs but also left him feeling very exposed, even with the tights on.
He reluctantly called for Karyn and then stood feeling vulnerable while he waited for her to close up the back of his dress.
Karyn came back in, having put her own costume on. She started to get into character, speaking with a bit of a bubbly, almost ditty voice but also being really loving to Jon and referring to him as pet names like princess, sweetheart and baby. Jon though she looked quite sexy as she was wearing much more revealing clothes than normal and she had her hair tied up in a high ponytail. For the first time he felt somewhat thankful for the diaper and ruffled skirt layers as at the very least they hid his growing erection at the sight of Karyn and her well displayed cleavage.
