Snack time

Jon giggled and said to Biff, "Things keep getting crazier and crazier, Karyns my dad, your my mommy. And what was all that about with you and Karyn? You were looking at her like teenage girl with a crush." Jon walked towards the kitchen. Biff followed him, his hormones relaxing a bit but his bone still tenting the front of his dress. He would normally be embarrassed for Jon to see him like this but they had already been through so much together that it didn't really matter. Biff knew Jon was right, he had been reduced to a horny mess when Karyn was here. Between his loss of strength and his embracing of femininity this weekend he couldn't help himself. Karyn had seemed so confident and strong compared to him and he could feel the urge to just give himself up to her and let her have her way with him. He tried to explain his feelings to Jon but it was hard to put it into words. Jon had walked over to the refrigerator but was struggling to open the door. Biff opened it for him and asked if he could get him something. Jon asked for some normal food, he said he'd had to play the baby role all weekend which meant bland baby food and milk out of bottles. He just wanted something normal now. Jon told Biff all about his weekend. Karyn had been really nice to him and he found himself slipping into being a baby coming natural now. Biff noticed a change in Jon since he last was home. He was speaking with simpler words and giggling more. He seemed more playful and was acting helpless. He though nothing of getting Biff to make him a snack and get him a drink. Jon had sat at the table while he waited for his snack. Biff gave him a glass of coke. Jon was delighted, telling Biff again that all he had drank for the last few days was milk from a baby bottle. Jon went to take a big gulp out of the glass but quickly spilled it on himself. He had gotten so used to being a baby that he had forgotten some basic skills. Biff laughed at the mess Jon had made but Jon wasn't laughing. Instead he reacted in a very immature way and started to moan and cry. Biff ran over to him to calm him down. He very quickly stripped Jon's clothes off him and put them aside. Jon stood before now wearing only a pink diaper but still crying. Biff easily picked him up and held him to his chest. Jon started to calm down, enjoying being comforted like this. He wrapped his arms around Biff's neck and nuzzled his face into Biff's chest. He could feel the soft, empty cups of Biff's bra through the light material of his dress. With Jon now relaxed once again Biff put him down and watched his diapered butt waddle back over to a chair. Biff finished Jon's sandwich and brought it over to him. "Thanks for the sandwich Biff," Jon said, "And thanks for everything. I feel like such a baby sometimes but it's so nice to know I can count on you. I mean, look at me, sitting here in my diaper and you're being so lovely to me." As Jon spoke he tucked into his sandwich but just like with the drink he was making a mess. Some jam fell out and landed on his chest and lots of it was around his mouth. " Jeez Jon, you really are acting like a baby. Look at the mess you are making. I think I'm going to have to give you a bath when you finish." Jon just looked down at the mess and giggled. He was content at the moment, knowing Biff would look after him. He felt himself relax a bit now that he was home with his" mommy" and then he felt a stream of pee filling his diaper.