Overall Kyle thought his deception was going well. He was currently acting out an attack on the boat by a rubber duck. As he smashed the duck into the boat he giggled at the mental picture of some poor fisherman accosted by a giant ducky.
"OK Kye-Kye time to get dressed!" his mother announced.
Kyle's eyes went wide seeing that his mom was apparently reentering the bathroom. It looked like she had been gone long enough to get dressed, do her make up, and style her hair. Had he really not noticed her leave?
Sitting there examining his pruned fingers trying to figure out how much time had passed, Kyle felt the water drain out around him after his mother pulled the stopper. After a quick rinse to remove the remaining bubbles, she helped him climb out of the tub and started drying him with a towel.
Despite knowing this was already the second time this morning he was fully naked in front of her, Kyle couldn't help but figit awkwardly in discomfort. In response she softly chided him and instructed him to stay still. He managed to follow that instruction until she sent down the towel and offered him a pair of training pants.
"Come on Kye-Kye one leg at a time remember?"
Shaking his head and trying to remember how a real preschooler would talk Kyle said, "Can I please wear big boy undies?"
He could feel his cheeks flushing red with embarrassment, which only caused his mother to laugh at the display, "This are big boy undies sweetie. No more diapers. See they even have Thomas on them your favorite."
While Kyle stood there uncooperative, trying to figure out how to explain the difference between training pants and underwear in appropriate words, his mother opted to tickle him beneath the armpits. Collapsing to the floor giggling, Kyle lost any hope of keeping his thoughts straight.
He wasn't sure how long it was before he finally managed to force out the words, "Mommy please stop!"
She did for the moment, and held the training pants up again with one hand, "Sorry I'm only taking requests from big boys who aren't refusing to get dressed."
As the other hand approached to resume the assualt, he left up and quickly offered his first leg. Moments later the training pants were snug around his waist and he was being led out of the bathroom to...