He noticed, to his horror, that he diaper was used. He had messed himself in his sleep. He began to whimper and soon tears streamed from his eyes as h was bawling, waking up his father, “Whoa there son!” He said, picking Jonathan up and cradling him, “What’s got you all upset?” He sniffed the air, and noticed the heavy sag in his diaper, “Phew! That’s ripe….” He held his son close and stood up, “Looks like you could use a change big boy.” Jonathan didn’t know why he was acting so childish, but he couldn’t stop.
His father rocked him and brought him to a changing table, comfortingly rubbing his head. “Your mother had to go out today, so it looks like it’ll just be you and me for a while.” He said, laying his son on the table. Jonathan kicked his legs, trying to stifle his tears. His father got a package of diapers out and prepare to change him as Jonathan burbled. He felt something about to happen. He grunted, farting and pushing out an even greater load into the diaper, making it stretch further, before sighing, warm pee starting to flood the front of it, feeling strangely more relaxed as he got it out. He was surprised how much he still needed to poop, despite how full it had been. Now it was about to burst. His dad laughed, “Well, it’s a good thing I didn’t change you straight away.” as he took out a diaper from the package.
Jonathan laid back, embarrassed, but relieved as his father took off his dirty diaper, wiped and powdered him, and slipped on a brand new diaper, putting the old one in a pail, “Jeez, dunno what we’re feeding you to get you to stink so bad, but you sure do.” He laughed as Jonathan was compelled to giggle as well. His father picked him up and nuzzled his nose, “You’re daddy’s lil’ stinker ain’tcha?” He grinned, cradling Jonathan in his arms and taking him to the kitchen to get another milk bottle from the fridge, heating it up, then to the couch, “You hungry lil’ guy?” He said, putting the nipple in Jonathan’s mouth. He actually was surprisingly. He suckled on it, letting warm milk fill his belly as his dad sat back on the couch and watched TV Jonathan didn’t want to admit it, but he could get used to this….