No, you wait for Joanne

You decide to wait, though you are not entirely sure why. Maybe it is because you feel the whole situation seems so surreal.

Soon enough, Joanne returns with diapers in her hands. "Oh, well, I guess you need Mommy's help undressing? That's alright."

Before you know it, she has removed your clothes and tells you to move your legs up as she slides the thick diaper under you. As she tapes it on you notice the diaper also has Sesame Street prints on it, which makes you feel even more awkward.

"Alright, are you thirsty?" Joanne asks like it was no big deal. Your heart skips a beat as you realize what she means.

"Ummm," you mutter, unable to get words out.

"Don't be afraid, Brett," Joanne beckons you, "I'm experience in breastfeeding, and don't you think it's time for us to get a little closer?"

You sit on the sofa only in your diaper and your step-mom gently pulls you towards her breasts. You have your head on her lap as she rolls her top down revealing her bra. She unhooks it and reveals her right boob.