Jeff was already expecting his mom to have to change the baby's diaper eventually, and while she did the change a diaper it wasn't really what Jeff was expecting.
He saw his mom walk into the baby's room and walk up to the chnageing table, but he didn't see the baby with her. Jeff was kind of confused as his mom reached for him. She started at him with a sort of curiosity and but her lip. Jeff panicked for a second wondering is mabye his mom knew it was him
He didn't want to get in trouble or his to think he's weird, but Jeff's thoughts shifted as his mom lowered him down with herself. She sat on Jeff's face he plump butt blocking the little frame of vision Jeff had. She pulled up Jeff's tabs and strapped him together standing up. Jeff barely fit on her and he was stretched out as much as he could go.
His mom smiled embarrassed trying somthing for the first time. Jeff didn't know his mom liked stuff like that but he was just glad she didn't know it was him.
He started panicking over somthing else though. He was strapped to his own mother's butt, well kind of. He wasn't biologicaly related to he ebut that didn't make it any less weird for him. She raised him and basically was his real mom. He just hoped she would take him off and not actually use him. Right as Jeff finished that though his mom...