Y Woty - Chapters 1 to 7 4/20/2020

[jfix76]

Long time lurker, first time storyteller.  No need to be kind, put please be relevant in any comments.    

I have been writing, or at least attempting to write a story for this forum for quite some time.  I am not finished with any of the projects I have started and this one is no exception.  The only difference here, is it is my attempt to be brief and direct with short mapped out sections.  I had mapped out the entire story.  This is my revisiting it for publishing after a 6 month hiatus from writing, thinking or even looking at it.

I have more than a dozen started attempts for various stories.  Since I mapped out this story in advance, I think I can get this one finished.  That is, if I get make the time to write in the near future.   

PS I am not great at naming things.  Y Woty is an acronym for Youth Wasted on the young

 

….and now without further ado

 

 

1.

Jason Gold had been sneaking around his mother’s office.  Poking around her closet, when his mother ran into her home office to answer her ringing phone.  He wasn’t quick enough to escape the room before his mother picked up her secure line on her desk, only hiding himself behind the closet door. Peering through the key hole of the closet door, he listened to his mother’s private conversation. 

Unknown to Jason, across the room, listening at the door to the office was Stacey, the 19 year old orphaned girl of some college friends of his mother.  Stacey had come to live with them years ago and basically grew up in their home.  Stacey had been walking by and heard something interesting from her guardian’s words and stopped to hear more.   

“Yes this could be the breakthrough we have been looking for it could help people to change their very appearance and attributes.   They just need to plug in and modify brain activity that has or will develop” Jason’s mom, Meghan said, as she fired up her machine and tapped the headset in front of her.

“…….yes the interface is coming along and is rather easy to use.”  Meghan listened for a while to the person on the other end of the call before making some rather detailed notes which she locked into one of her desk drawers before leaving her office.  

Jason sat there for a moment stunned at what he had just heard.  Change appearance and personal attributes.  That’s what she said.  He just sat in the closet and thought about this.  His small stature was a source of embarrassment and shame.  If he weren’t careful he would often be taken for a little boy, not the 23 year old man.  3’10” was not the size of real man, if he could get his hands on that machine, maybe he could grow just a little more, maybe just to just 5’ and be taken seriously.  His devious mind started to work overtime.

Stacey quickly moved out of the way as she heard her Aunt Meg ending her call and hid.  No way she wanted to be found out to have been listening to a private call.  But Stacey’s mind was at work, thinking through the amazing possibility of changing her personal attributes.  19 and she was flat as a board.  At 6’ tall she would look like goddess if she only had … Stacey’s mind drifted to thinking of herself as a centerfold model with natural perfect breasts.  Adored by guys everywhere.  The temptation was too much to resist.  She had noticed Aunt Meg neglected to shut down the machine before leaving her office.  She knew her Aunt was off to a meeting for the next few hours.  Figuring to wait till she was sure the coast was clear, she would creep back into the office and try to figure out how to change her life.

Sitting in the closet Jason heard his mother leave the house.  Feeling it was safe to leave the closet, he creeped out and made a great discovery.  Mom left her office without shutting down her machinery.  

Over the next few hours, Jason and Stacey each took the opportunity to explore and see what changes they might effect upon themselves.

 

2.

The next morning when Meghan entered her office she was horrified to see she had not shut down her machine and worst of all someone had used it.

“Don’t lie to me Jason.” 

 “I swear mom, I didn’t touch anything.”  But he was lying.  It was his go to response.  Putting on his innocent little guy act, lied his ass off. 

Meghan wanted to believe that even Jason wasn’t foolish enough to lie when the consequences of doing so were so dangerously high.  “You realize this is serious don’t you?”

“Of course I do.”  But, Jason, ready to finish his college senior project on early childhood development, was embarrassed to be only the size of a 5 year old.  By the time his mother found out he would already be taller.

While lying to his mother, all he could think about was his new life that was about to begin.  He desperately wanted to avoid going through the rest of his life looking like a child.  He found something that would let him grow was too much to resist.  In his haste to fix himself, he quickly went through the development pages, skipping thing he viewed as not important to growth, he had not realizing what he avoided included normal growth and development markers.

Meghan accepted Jason’s word, she knew she had two relatively irresponsible people under her roof, knew her machine had been used and knew that if anyone had any idea of what she had been working on, they likely couldn’t resist.  Figuring if it wasn’t Jason…..

Stacey!…… Stacey!

3.

“Don’t lie to me Stacey”

“I,….. well,….. all right I played around with it.”   

“What did you do?”

“I heard you on the phone and”

“Oh no! what did you think you could do?” a paniced Meghan asked.

“Well, I kind of wanted to be, to have, to, to… to try to get a sexier body, you know bigger breasts….”

“You need to show me what you did. Meghan called up a file that was clearly the file Stacey had played around with.”

“Sit right there young lady.”

Meghan was on the phone for the better part of an hour and worked feverishly fixing something in the machines software.

Finally, Stacey was summoned over and told to sit and for the second time subjected to the machines effects.”

“We did the best we could. You need to understand, there is only so much that can be done at this point.” Meghan told Stacey.

As Stacey looked over to Meghan’s worried expression, Stacey herself got scared.

“It’s been too long to cancel the changes you made.  Fortunately you didn’t do too many thing wrong. Unfortunately, there is no telling how long the effects will last and exactly what will happen.”

“What!”

“Stacey this hasn’t been tested on people yet.  It should work, but, the changes you made, are likely localized to just a few physical features.  Some of these will have to just play out over time.”  

Stacey started to tear up.  Her Aunt Meg’s tone made her think she could have really messed up.  However, she still secdretly thought maybe she might still get a nice rack.

“It’s been 16 hours and some changes have already been coded in your body.  We have done some things that should arrest further changes, but it will take time for what had been done to play out.  You are just lucky we caught this early enough or the changes might have been more permanent.

 

Jason was listening to the exchange between his mother and Stacey.  He started to worry, but was happy that he was going to keep his changes.  The risk to him was worth the reward.  If all went according to plan, he would get to stay tall.

Suddenly, he heard something he couldn’t believe. A sudden shriek from Stacey caused Jason to peer into his mother’s office he got the rear view so to speak of Stacey, across his mother’s lap, her sun dress up her panties down and her ass about to be spanked.

This week keeps getting better and better, Jason was almost giddy as he pulled out his mobile and started recording.  Four years his junior, Stacey had always been horrible, often belittling him and going out of her way to embarrass him and now she was being punish and he dodged the bullets.  The satisfied smirk could not be contained as he watched and awaited the first blow.  His heart was thumping with anticipation, it felt good that mom was going to punish her for being a bad girl.  No sooner had that thought flashed through his head, Jason felt like he was a small child gleefully seeing his rival spanked.  Immediately after that thought flashed through his head, he was embarrassed by his juvenile reaction.

“No! please, No!” Stacey cried out as she struggled to escape her exposed position.   But Stacey was comfortably handled by Meghan Gold. 

“This will remind you not to behalf like a child.”  Meghan chastised her ward.

 “No don’t…. Stacey started to beg, but was cut off as the first blow landed squarely on her tight pale buttox.

Meghan was not disposed to stop.  This brat needed a clear reminder that her actions were well beyond acceptable.

It only took 5 blows for the poor girl to devolve into hysterical crying, completely indistinguishable for any other spanked child.

Suddenly Jason noticed the spanking stop.  At first he didn’t know why.  He expected it to last a bit longer.  Then he spied the reason

“Stacey your disgusting.”

I, I, could, couldn’t, I couldn’t Stacey called out as she slowly regained a bit of composure.

You peed on me!

A bit more collected Stacey continued.  I couldn’t help it.

Couldn’t help it, is my little girl having potty trouble? a condescending Meghan talk down to her distressed ward.  Do you need Auntie Meg to change you?

Stop that.

Watch your mouth little girl or we can repeat this discipline.  Now go clean up.

 

Jason had never seen such a thing before. After a couple of minutes of vicious spanks Stacey was reduced to a blubbing mess, as she stood in front of his mother, she hadn’t even pulled up her wet panties.  Though 6’ tall, the tears falling as she whimpered, she still looked like a little girl who had just been disciplined. 

Mom promised further punishment.

[Diaperingdaddy]

Great start@

[Pierry Louys]

Interesting start you got me curious 

[jfix76]

Thanks for the feedback.  At the moment, it might not be clear where things are going, but it should make a bit more sense as I release the next chapters.  I have 7 finished, but thought I would next release on Thursday.

I was planning on a timed release in that I still need to polish up and work out the remaining chapters (I model to 15 chapters) and this will give me time, so I need not stall (or worse, take too long to complete).

The pacing was based on my attempting to build a story that worked with a chapter having a specific picture associated with it.  I have a working title of Visual Story.  Due to its nature, it was intended almost to be a "captions" story.  I have a tendency to be longwinded. My most recent story (which I had taken a break from to dust this off) is currently at 135 pages.  I think I am only somewhere in the middle of telling it.  Granted on editing, it will reduce by maybe 20 to 30%, but I needed to do something a bit more direct.  

My history is that about 3 and a half years ago I started writing and I have been practicing ever since.

I had been tempted to post snippets from what I have written, figuring the sections could stand on their own as mini moment stories.

I really would welcome critical commentary.  Though insecure about my writing, I am very thick skinned.  Excessively critical reviews could help me be better.

Thank you all for reading.  Hopefully the next section will not disappoint. 

[Pierry Louys]

Take your time !!!! 

 

ps where we can find other stories from you?

[jfix76]

How nice of you to ask about other writings.  However, this is the first thing I have posted anywhere.

If enough people comment on wanting to see more (different) stories, I can post segments.  

I just hesitate from posting anything till I at least have a completed story line.  Most of what I have written is incomplete because I cant figure out how to end them (or have run into a roadblock in getting to the finish).

[Pierry Louys]

That’s ok ! Post whatever you want I don’t take to much seriously the feedback ! Just enjoy your story !!

[jfix76]

4.

The following morning, Jason couldn’t believe how tired he was as he slowly came to his senses getting up and ready to start his day.  His first thought was he must be sick.  He felt warm and sweaty, “Aahhh!” he called out as he threw the covers off him, realizing what he initially thought was sweat was something much worse.

“Is something wrong dear?” his mother asked as she happened by and heard him cry out.

Jason was stunned, looking up at his mother, he knew he was caught.

Meghan, saw the guilty look on Jason’s face, then the stale odor of pee and the wet stain all over Jason and his bedding made the situation obvious.

“I, I…..” Jason was at a loss of words.

Meghan noticed too many of the signs.  His mature dark body hair had fallen out, his skin tone and now a wet bed.  “You used it!” She accused him with a very angry tone.

The look on Jason’s face told her all she needed to know.

In one swift movement, Meghan had her son over her lap, she was furious. “how could you?” She spanked away not awaiting any response.  “It’s too late to reverse anything you have done.  Don’t you know how foolish…..  Now there is nothing we can do but see what you did and try to work on fixing the damage when it’s done.” 

Jason wailed away crying hysterically much like he witnessed Stacey the day before.

A bit of probing told Meghan all she needed to know.  It was clear that Jason did a half assed job of setting the machine before use.  It was not clear if his desired result to be taller would even be part of what he experienced.  It was clear his body was regressing.  That certainly wasn’t what Jason would have had in mind.  The possible dimensions of changes input to the machine now made some sense and Meghan had some notion of just where his changes would lead. 

[Pierry Louys]

Good chapter it’s a shame that’s too short !!! Really like the way you are conducting this 

[jfix76]

I intend to post another chapter on Sunday.  More little twists soon.  As we move forward the shape of what will be should become more clear.

[Pierry Louys]

Great to hear that 

[jfix76]

Please forgive me, my laptop died early Saturday morning.  Just had it fixed.

I should be able to post new chapters by the morning.

[jfix76]

5.

“Stacey it’s about time you learn a bit more responsibility.” 

Stacey and Jason hated being lectured to, but having both been caught, they each had no choice. 

Stacey knew this was not good, this would be the moment the big punishment would be revealed.

Jason sat there.  He felt silly. Having wet the bed the night before, he was now having a bit of a problem keeping his pants dry during the day.  He already has two accidents today.  Fortunately him mom didn’t notice the pants he soaked the evening before.  Unfortunately today’s problem discovered, made Mom make him wear training pants like he couldn’t be trusted to get to the bathroom.  He felt like a child.  The hard part was hearing his mom telling him it would get worse.  Now he just wondered what kind of punishment mom would impose on Stacey and himself.  He feared what mom was going to do to him.

“Oh Jason, look at you.” Meghan said as the glanced at Jason’s crotch. There was clearly a damp patch that looked to be expanding.

“Huh.” Jason grunted.

Stacey just suppressed a giggle.  She was long past trying to complain to Aunt Meg about Jason.  It seemed to only fall on deaf ears.  She was happy to see he was getting his just desserts after he embarrassed her by posting online a recording of her spanking.

“This is what I mean young man.” His mother commented.

Jason made a move to get up from his seat.

“No stay right where you are and let me finish.  It’s clear you are having trouble with some of you previously mastered skills, so from now on, I think it’s time we help you out so you can get through the day.”

“What?” Jason couldn’t quite figure out where this was going, but it didn’t sound good.

“You brought this on yourself Jason.”  Meghan paused for effect “Let me be more direct.  I can’t have you walking around in wet pants and risk other problems as these changes continue to effect you.  So from now on, Stacey will watch you during the day.”

“No!” Jason erupted.

Stacey knew this ahead of time and felt she could now get payback on him.  It wouldn’t be great, but it would be worse for him.  This was still partly her punishment, so she really had no choice.

Meghan continued, “Sorry kid.  You have no choice.  You have classes tomorrow and I am not sending you to campus without someone to look after you.”

“I don’t need someone watching me.  I’m not a child, I can tend to my own life.”

“Really, says the little boy who just went pee pee in his pants.  Look at you.”  His mother responded.

“It’s no big deal”

“You right it’s no big deal.  Lots of 3 year olds still wet their pants.”  Meghan told him in a tone she might have reserved for an actual three year old.

Jason felt humiliated by that comment.

“Oh poor baby, you just had your 3^rd accident of the day.”  Meghan continued in that tone which may have sounded like a mix between condescension and something reserved for a toddler.  “No need to cry, mommy will make it all better.  First thing, those cloth trainers are no longer going to cut it.” 

“Bu” Jason could barely utter as words seemed to escape him.

“I’m not finished.  You’re still changing and someone needs to observe.”

“You’re not the one who has to take time off from her job” Stacey interjected with her annoyed tone.

“Well, young lady, you had it coming for your own bad behavior.”

“Babysitting this guy” Stacey’s annoyed tone projected her dissatisfaction with her punishment.

“Hey! I don’t need a babysitter.” 

“Enough!” Meghan attempted to end the bickering.

“Oh, poor baby, did I hurt your feelings.”  Stacey said in a very condescending tone.

“Quiet. Now, this is it. We start now, here.”  Meghan said in a more forceful tone.

 

Stacey always resented Jason he was the smart one who went to college and was on his way somewhere.  Even though Jason was just a runt, he always talked down to her, but now it was going to be different, or at least that’s what Stacy thought till his mom stepped in. 

“Meghan turned to Stacey, “it’s time you learn to be more responsible and I think the perfect punishment is for you to take care of your step brother. (though technically not really a step siblings, such a label made things easier for people to understand and for the three of them to reference each other).   Monitor what is happening to him and make sure he doesn’t have any problems.  In short, care for him and help him till he gets back on his feet.”

“Do I have to? Stacey whined.

“Yes!”

“So I’m like what now, his full time nanny or just his babysitter?”

[Pierry Louys]

Oh my I think I see where this is going !!!! Good chapter 

[jfix76]

6. 

 

“Good morning Jason.” Stacey cheerfully roused him to waking up.

Jason and Stacey we each not happy with being thrown together, but each felt like they had no alternative.

Jason could barely get himself out of bed, there was something in his mouth that he spit out.

Stacey looked on as she noticed Jason spit out something.  It was another tooth.  That was the 4^th one he had lost in the last 12 hours.  He was starting to look funny, where his two front teeth once were, there was now just empty spaces.

Jason finally appeared to have awoken.  He tried to slide out of bed, and basically fell out of bed.  Landing right on his bottom, he felt like crying as the squishy sensation of his saturated pull up reminded him of his predicament.  Barely holding it together, he was a mess.  The lost teeth and wet pants were starting to erode his self-image.

“Poor baby. Maybe we should just get that pee pee diaper changed and get our big boy dressed for school.”

“Sthop vat!” Jason angily replied clearly oblivious to his speech impediment.

Stacey suppressed a giggle.  His words made him sound like a child with a lisp and apparently Jason didn’t notice.

Stacey decided not to push it, instead she sat on the bed and watched as Jason disappeared into his bathroom.  It was almost 20 minutes before Jason emerged and though typically meticulous about his appearance, he looked unkempt.

As if the added bulk around his bottom wasn’t enough to show off his predicament, the white tops of his pull up stuck out the waist band of his pants to remove any doubt.

“Let me help you.” Stacey said as she approached the guy who was now her charge.

“Weave me awone” Jason called out not wanting to be fussed with.

“Just trying to help, your diaper is sticking out.”

Jason let himself be tended to and though he was in no mood to be polite, mustered his energy to speak “fank wu” he had known he was just saved from massive embarrassment at his college.

Stacey couldn’t put her finger on just what seemed off, but as she dropped Jason off as school and watched him make his way to his class, she could see his gate seemed a bit unstable as he walked.

Stacey having a couple of hours to kill, went shopping for all the stuff Aunt Meg needed her to get for Jason and some new cloths for herself.  Since she used the machine, she got just what she wanted, her self-esteem was soring as she noted her almost non-existent breast had changed. They had swelled from a AA cup size to nearly a C.  It didn’t hurt that Jason was getting his comeuppance while she happily filled in her cloths like the sexy siren she had always wish to be.

Jason parked himself at the library to get some of his work out of the way after class.  He had noticed that he was starting to have difficulty with his coordination.  Walking which he previously took for granted now seemed to require almost his full attention.  After pulling out his laptop, he couldn’t seem to hit the right keys.  Frustrated, he gave up on getting some work done and got up to go sit in the lounge at the library and wait till Stacey came back to campus to get him.

Getting up from his seat, he fell right down on his ass.  Pulling himself up he realize he was now so awkward on his feet that he needed to hold onto something to keep himself upright.  Carefully he grabbed his backpack and made his way holding onto the walls as he moved.

Sitting in the lounge, he read one of his crappy psychology books.  He needed to get his projected done, but was not happy about his field work.  Go to Sunny Smiles Daycare and observe and evaluate developmental attributes of the kids there.  Early childhood development was the worst part of his Psych class and he drew this project.

The buzzing and ringing of Jason’s phone woke him from a deep slumber.  It was now 3:30, Stacey was calling and he took a moment to get his wits about him. 

“Hewo”

“Jason, what going on, been calling for the past half hour.”

“Nuffin, been sweeping”

“Sleeping!” Stacey caught herself, realizing he was still out of it not yet awake.  “Where are you? It’s time to go.”

“Wiberry”

“Come on, I’m in the far parking lot.”

After a few weird moments on the call, Stacey found him in the library. 

“Hey little guy, let’s gather our things and get going.”

Sitting peacefully and looking all ready to go, Jason was none too happy to be addressed like a child.  “We goes, goes, we gots”

“Oh poor baby having more trouble using his words.”

Stacey paused as she noted that Jason had an angry look on his face.  She kneeled down in front of Jason and said “we should get going fast, this little delay is going to put us…..” a rather distinct odor wafted over to Stacey.  She gave a very pronounced sniff in Jason’s direction. 

Before Jason knew what was happening, Stacey had picked him up and draped him over he left arm as her right hand pulled on the back of his pants, catching the back of his pullup as well.

“Who’s mister cranky pants? Poor baby went potty.  We can fix you up before we go.” 

Jason protested the degrading action, but Stacey just forced the issue.  Picking him up she started walking him back to her car.  He had leaked all over his pants, so Stacey took great care to make sure not to get herself wet as well.

Stacey wasn’t sure how Jason would react, but she didn’t bring any fresh pullups or a change of clothing for him.  She would need to change him at the car and dress him in the stuff she had just bought.  Jason wouldn’t be happy.

Crossing the Quad, they ran into Melody’s sister Pam.  Melody was Jason’s girlfriend.  She was small just like Jason, but in heels, she still seemed to be just under 5’ tall.  Melody was still in Highschool, her sister was doing some post graduate work on campus.

“Oh hi Pam.” 

Jason just gave a feeble waive.

“Hi Stacey.  Jason where have you been, Melody’s been trying to get through to you for 2 days.”

“Oh, Pam, he is in a…..” Stacey tried to think of a good excuse.  There was only so much embarrassment she needed to cause.  “It’s part of his project.  He is pretending to be a 3 year old, to better understand something or other.  I’m just helping.”

“Oh?” That seemed like an unbelievable story.  But he did look different.  Then Mel noticed the bulk around his bottom.  “Is our little guy even wearing a diaper?”

Jason felt like crying.  This girl just caught him and realized he was in a diaper.  Hopefully she wouldn’t notice he used it.

I hate to do this Pam, but we are in a hurry.

Before Stacey could turn to go, Pam reached over and to plant a kiss on Jason’s cheek. Out of reflex, Stacey leaned down to make it easy on Pam.

Pam took a second to realize what she sensed.  That special smell, it wasn’t just a fart, it smelled just like …. It was not easy to believe.  It did seem like her sister’s boyfriend guy had more going on then she was lead to believe.

[Pierry Louys]

Oh my poor Jason !!!

[jfix76]

7. 

The past 20 minutes had a profound impact on Jason. Lost in thought, Stacey’s words didn’t really register.  He felt so infantile having summited to having his dirty diaper changed in the back seat of the car.  Now, the wearing of a onesie over his night time training pants, encased in a rather infantile yellow footed sleeper, assaulted his self-image.  Running into Pam, he just knew she had to know.  This was too much for his mind to handle.  Not even being placed in the car seat the officer insisted he ride in, register the same embarrassment.

A short while later “Traffic is miserable.” Stacey captioned their frustration out loud intending for Jason to hear her words.

They were already 40 minutes into the 40 minute drive home from his college and had inched along approaching just the second exit since they entered the highway.

Stacey’s growing impatience with the stop and go traffic was causing her stress levels to rise.  After minutes of frustration, her mind wondered. Looking back and barely thinking, she addressed her little rider, “why so glum Timmy, did you lose your binkie?” catching herself just after the words left he mouth, she realized that the little one she was driving was Jason, not the three year old Timmy she babysat.

“Huh.” Jason grunted. 

For that moment, Stacey was looking at Jason as the toddler her appeared to be.

There had been an accident on the highway, and at this time, things were going to be worse before they got better.

Glancing back at Jason, Stacey saw him squirming around in his seat.  Clearly he had enough as well.

Julie exited and started driving towards a diner near the exit.

Jason had settled down by the time they had parked the car.  He had sat quietly in his car seat the entire ride, looking to be on the verge of tears the whole trip. Too embarrassed to say anything and knowing it would have been pointless, Jason sat in his car seat needing to pee for the past 20 minutes.  As they hit the exit ramp, he could hold out no longer.  At first a dribble, but then he could do nothing to hold it.  Initially, it was such a relief, then reality set in, he had just wet himself.  Sure he was trapped, but that excuse did little for his currently fragile ego.  He felt like crying, the tears fell, but held it together enough not to make a sound.

Stacey reached in to the car, undid Jason’s straps, and hauled him out of his seat.

Jason, escaped unnoticed, or so he thought.

No sooner was he lifted into Stacey’s arms, then he found himself high off the ground, facing forward,    

He heard Stacey sniff.

“Phew, smells a bit ripe J, good thing we pulled off, I guess we need to change your diaper.”

“Puww Up.”

“Oh sorry, my bad, time we change little Jason’s training pants” Stacey said in the kind of tone used with a small child as she put Jason right back on his car seat and opened the trunk for the diaper bag. 

Walking in the door carrying Jason, Stacey asked for a table for two as she walked right back to the bathroom.

“I know its hard to make it to the potty, but someday you’ll be a big boy” Stacey continued as if she we talking to a toddler and then punctuated her comment by adding “again.”

Now on his back on a changing station all Jason wanted to do was scream. 

“I know you’re not a baby Jason,” Stacey said as if reading his mind, but we are where we are cause of our own choices.  Inside Stacey was happy about what had been the turn of events.  There seemed like no ill effects on her, in fact, she was ecstatic about her blossoming breasts.

Look Jason, they were nice enough to get us set up.  Stacey commented as she deposited Jason into a wooden toddler booster seat.  

The waitress placed a big plastic bib on Jason, just as she was delivering their dinners.

Stacey ate, watching Jason not doing the same.  Stacey wasn’t sure if he was just upset or if he was still having difficulty grasping and manipulating objects making it too hard to eat.  In retrospect, it was probably not the best idea to let Jason get the spaghetti marinara.

When Stacey finished eating, she just sat there and observed Jason.  He looked like he was playing dress up as a pouty toddler, not wanting to eat before he was put to bed.

“We have time, those roads won’t be clear for a while.” Stacey’s hoped her comment would put Jason at ease, so he would eat.  

Jason just sat there staring at Stacey as though her comment meant nothing.

“Don’t you want to eat before it gets cold?” Jason took a second and reached over to grab his fork from next to his plate.

Stacey watched noting that he was off balance and if he weren’t strapped into his seat, might have fallen.

Grasping the fork in his fisted right hand, Jason stabbed at his plate and tried to shovel some of his pasta into his mouth.

Stacey watched and tried not to laugh.  After a few minutes of attempting to eat, Jason was a mess.  Spaghetti had fallen to the floor, he resorted to using his left hand to help him keep the pasta on his fork, so he had smeared his face and hands with sauce, some bits managed to make it into his hair.  More food fell on the floor than made it into his mouth.

Jason was so focused on his attempting to feed himself, that he never noticed Stacey pulling out her mobile and snapping a few pictures.  Later it would be a part of her imagined baby trying to feed himself series.

Finally, Stacey took pity on him. 

“Let me help.”

Stacey picked up a clean fork and carefully fed him. By the second fork full, Jason’s hunger had him leaning into each mouthful presented, looking every bit the infant at feeding time.

Brushing the crumbs from her blouse, as she stood ready to pay and leave, her breasts felt tender.  She also noticed some wet spots where she figured she had spilled some water.    

Meal over, the two were on their way home.

Home after a long day on at school, a miserable drive home in the middle of which Jason had a miserable dinner experience.  He wet his pullup again on the ride home, only another 25 minutes after dinner and he had soaked right through his night time training pants before they walked in the front door.  Jason was worried in that he hardly noticed this accident, only realizing he had been peeing when he felt the wet warmth of it soaking his underwear.

[Pierry Louys]

Great chapter !! Happy to see more of this story !