Ryan turned into the family room and found his mom sitting on the couch holding a package. In front of her laid a blanket, wipes, and baby powder. Ryan looked confused. “Mom?”
“Oh, hello, Ryan. While you were having your game, I did some shopping,” Cate said. “We don’t want to keep doing any more laundry. And the pull ups aren’t working.”
Ryan gulped as he saw the package his mom had. “Mom, please.”
“Lay down.”
Ryan reluctantly obeyed and his mom took the wipe and began cleaning his little penis. “Mom, I don’t need diapers,” Ryan said.
“You’ve proven otherwise,” Cate said. “You wet the bed and your pull up. I’m running out of options.”
Cate than slid the diaper underneath and grabbed the baby powder. Just as she was about to sprinkle some on, the door opened, and Ryan froze as he laid.
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