From Hubby to Bubby Scene 19

Had this really significant conversation last night with Jason or rather with baby Jasey which I will relate verbatim as best as I can. Over the last few days, Jason and I had another argument about Sandra coming to stay during which he admitted that he didn’t want Sandra to come because he couldn’t be a little boy while she was in the house. I decided then that I would take the risk and tell him that Sandra already knew that he was a little boy and sometimes wore nappies around the home so he had no need to hide that from her. What made this conversation so successful was that I before I broached the subject with Jason I spent time getting him firmly into his little boy mindset which is a naturally submissive one, so the whole conversation was with Jasey not Jason. I began as soon as he stepped in the door from work. I record the conversation as faithfully as I can, given the passage of a couple of hours. ‘Hello, sweetheart has my little boy had a big day?” He responded straight away hungry for my mother’s love. “Yeth Mummy” “Would my little boy like a nice warm bottle of milk?“Jasey nodded “Well only little boys have a babies bottle. Are you a little boy?” I asked “Yeth Mummy I’m a little boy” “Are you sure? Little boys wear nappies and plastic panties” I said doubtfully, “Have you being playing dress-up with ‘grown up’ clothes?” Jasey nodded “Well I can’t give a babies bottle to some one dressed like a grown-up can I?” I teased “I was just playing pretend Mummy!” “Well, no more pretend games.” I said firmly.” Do you want Mummy to put you back in your real clothes?” “Yeth Mummy” “And can you tell Mummy what they are?” “Um, my nappy, and plastic panties and my tee-shirt with teddy on it” “Clever boy! Come on, hold Mummy’s hand, that’s a good little boy, of to the bedroom we go. Lie down on the bed now, lets get you into your proper clothes, shall we?” “Yeth Mummy” I took of his shoes and sox, making him giggle as I gave his toes a little tickle, then undid his belt and pulled his trousers down and hung them up. Turning back to Jasey, I gave a little frown as I gazed down at the yellow stain on his undies. “What’s this?’ I said pointing to the stain. Jasey looked embarrassed and mumbled, “I had a little accident” “But I thought you were pretending to be a big boy?” “Even big boys have accidents Mummy” “Not every day they don’t!” I said with some severity. Jasey looked anxious and ashamed, ” I didn’t mean to Mummy” “It’s all right sweetheart Mummy’s not cross, she understands you are just a little boy and can’t help it” I could see Jasey battling between gratitude at my acceptance of him and the remnants of his male pride wanting to react to the condescension he heard in my voice. After a moment’s silence during which I removed his stained panties, he mumbled rather defiantly,” I am a grown-up also Mummy” I just smiled and said in the same condescending voice, ” That’s nice sweetheart, you show Mummy what a big boy you are by keeping nice and still while Mummy puts your nappy on you, can you do that for Mummy?” Jasey gave a happy sigh of submission and said “Yeth Mummy.” He lifted up his hips as I slipped the thick cloth nappy under him, pulling it up firmly between his legs holding it in place as I secured it with two very cute yellow ducky nappy pins. “Feet through tunnels sweetheart,” I said as I threaded his plastic panties over his feet and up his legs making sure all of his nappy was tucked inside. “There we are, that feels better, doesn’t it? “Yeth Mummy.” What do you say to Mummy?” Jason looked up at me with huge shining eyes and whispered “ thank you, Mummy” If gratitude is the first form of love, then I have it by the ocean full!