“I…don’t know,” Mike said around his pacifier. He suckled more urgently on the pacifier, yearning for some comfort.
“Well, in that case, I’ll have to make the decision for you,” Stacy said. “You should really get it working on you right away, and you seem to be enjoying that pacifier, so…” Mike’s eyes widened further. “Jim, mind helping me out?”
Without a word, Jim removed Mike’s bottoms and diaper, then laid him face-down on the couch. Mike squirmed.
“Hold still, buddy,” Jim said calmly. “Suck on your binky.” Mike obligingly suckled fiercely. He let out a moan as Stacy stuck the suppository into place. “Good boy!” Jim diapered Mike again. Mike let out a choked sob. “Aw, it’s okay.”
“I think today was a lot for him,” Stacy said. Jim nodded.
“Yeah. And it’s getting a bit late. Think we should put him to bed?”
“Definitely,” Stacy said. She picked Mike up and brought him to his bedroom, where she changed him into pajamas. “Get some sleep, Mikey.”
“But the laxative,” Mike said, taking out his pacifier to speak more clearly. Stacy ruffled his hair.
“That’s what the diaper is for. You need sleep.” Stacy tucked him into bed. “Since today was rough, you can have your binky tonight, but starting tomorrow, you can’t be sucking on it all the time. It’s bad for your teeth.” Mike nodded. “Good night.”
“Night,” Mike mumbled. He put his pacifier in his mouth and curled up into a ball, quickly falling asleep. Shortly after he’d fallen asleep, his bowels rumbled as they emptied into his diaper.