It was a warm day and the boys were down to shorts and T-shirts, they had being playing football in the lawn
before setting up with videogames. When it came Mrs. Young.
"Jason, Cyrus, for heavens sake you are positively filthy. Come Jason hands up!" said his mom, and he comply
letting his mother take his shirt. "Cyrus you too." said Jason mother.
The plea was a little odd, but if Jason didn't replied, beside he was filthy and didn't want to be trouble for
them. So he let the woman took his shirt off also. And so they kept playing. It wasn't until before dinner
when Mrs. Young order them to take a bath.
"Jay, bath time!"
"'kay mom."
"Cyrus would you come I want you to get installed in Jason's while he is the bathroom."
"Sure ma'am!"
Cyrus took his suitcase to Jason's room. It was quite different of what he had picture. Very bland. The sky-
blue paint to the lack of anything showing personality.
"Sweetie I had prepared the bottom two drawers for your stuff, please make yourself comfortable and please
take a bath after Jay, ok!"
"No problem, thank you ma'am!"
It was a while before Cyrus had put his stuff away when Jason appeared in the room, in the buff.
"Dude! I didn't need to see that, did you forget your towel?" said Cyrus smirking.
"You could say, mom wants me to tell you to get in the bathroom." said Jason.
"Sure, just let me grab my towel." said in playful tone. Though something was off with Jason, he wasn't sure.
Once in the bathroom, he took off his shorts and saw that someone had made him a bath. It was odd since he was
used to showers, but it looked to inviting. So he was relaxing in the tub, letting the tension from the game
escape him, when he felt someone was washing his soles.
He opened his eyes and found Mrs. Young was bathing him!
"Mrs. Young!" shouted trying to remain as calm as possible.
"Oh sweetie, I'm sorry you had to get in yourself, but I had to prep Jason before coming, the little rascal
escaped when I was fixing this for you."
"Jason was being bathed by his mother!" thought to himself, but the reality hit him hard, because now he was
being bathed.
"Mrs. Young I can bathe myself. You don't have to."
"Oh it's no problem, I do it gladly. Now stand up."
He couldn't believe his situation, he was already blushed, but now he wanted him to stand up, he would be in
full display. However the niceness of this persons make him comply, but he saw in shock.
"My hair... is gone!" cried Cyrus about his pubes and other body hair.
"I don't know what you are talking about, you are way to young for that." joked Mrs. Young, he meanwhile was
scared off his mind as she finished giving him a bath. "Off you go, let me dry you." said the woman as he led
him off the tub and passed the towel all over him. Despite his better judgement he left the woman do it. But
then she tossed the towel aside and grab his hand leading him out of the bath stark naked. On the hallway they
crossed Mirna, Jason's seventeen year-old sister. He quickly cup his genitals with his spare hand.
"Look mom, I shy one!" said the young woman.
"Oh, don't let her get you she is just teasing you." said Jason's mom. But teasing was the least thing Cyrus
needed.
When they got to Jason's room, he was transfixed to find his friend on a diaper sucking a nipple, and his bed
had rails. And soon he understood she was about to diaper him also.