John awoke suddenly, sitting right up in bed breathing heavily. He took a few moments to steady himself, blinking and looking around, making sure he wasn’t actually falling.
The first thing he noticed once he calmed down a bit was that he was a lot smaller in the room — the ceiling towered above him, the walls climbing high. His bed felt larger than usual, wide and spacious around him. He was practically swimming in the blue Spider-Man sheets, and when he shifted he heard the tell-tale sound of rubber sheets beneath him.
Then, he felt the bulk between his legs. Noting that it still felt warm, and that it was thicker than before, Jon assumed that it worked! He’d wet the bed! Just to make sure, he threw back the covers and went to check — but found he wasn’t in the two-piece he’d selected before sleeping. Instead, while there was a bulge in his crotch where he assumed the pull-up was, he was met with a zipper that went from his crotch all the way up to his neck.
“Oh, that’s weird,” Jon startled at his voice and the lisp that came with it.
Jon tugged on the sleeper a bit, trying to get his fingers around the zip to undo it, but ultimately his attempts were fruitless, and he gave up fairly quickly, instead deciding to look around the room and see what else had changed.
Where his dresser used to be, Jon could see the changing table from his nightmare, stocked to the brim with packets upon packets of pull-ups and — were those diapers? Moving on from that, there were toys scattered around the room. On the floor was a carpet with roads and buildings, and he must have left some of his toy cars during a game.
One toy box had The Avengers printed on it, and quite a few superhero toys sitting on the floor, discarded.
Jon got out of bed and went to get a closer look. The bulk between his legs that he still assumed to be a pull-up was thick enough that it made him toddle more than walk. While looking at the toys, he noticed a few unmistakeable pee stains on the carpet around his play areas, no doubt remnants from where he’d had accidents and they hadn’t been cleaned in time.
Deciding that, since he couldn’t get out of his pyjamas, he probably wasn’t meant to change himself, Jon had to decide what to do for now.