Step-Brother to Step-Baby – Chapter 8
Alison leaned over towards Mikey and without warning, she proceeded to push into the front of his nappy.
“Just checking you don’t need a change before bed.”
Mikey looked away embarrassed. He wanted to protest that he was not a baby and that he didn’t have daytime accidents but he knew it would be futile to respond.
He reluctantly gulped the remaining juice in the cup before slamming it down against the kitchen table.
“Oh dear, it sounds like someone is a bit grumpy. Time for beddy bye byes.”
The girls laughed as Alison continued to speak to Mikey like a toddler. She walked over to him, pulled out his chair and directed him to stand up.
He meekly complied with her request and stood up. He looked down at the floor while he waited for her to give him permission to leave the table.
“Rosie, can you take Mikey to the bathroom to clean his teeth and then tuck him into bed. I will be up shortly.”
Rosie smiled at the prospect and jumped up from her seat. By this point, the continuous reinforcement of the childish language had started to grind Mikey down. It was a bitter blow to his male pride being treated in this way but he was too tired to argue.
He stood patiently waiting while Rosie made her way towards him. His nappy loudly rustled as she patted him on the bottom, and took his hand before leading him away from the table and towards the stairs.
“Come on Mikey, let’s get you ready.”
He gritted his teeth as she led him up the stairs and into the bathroom. Rosie leaned into the cupboard beneath the sink and pulled out a new toothbrush and toothpaste.
“It looked like you had run out of toothpaste so Mummy kindly bought you some new toothpaste. She’s also got you a new toothbrush because your old one was looking a bit worse for wear.”
Mikey stood in shock while he was handed a tube of “Little Teeth”. The front of the tube contained pictures of Paw Patrol and clearly stated that it was designed for children aged between 2 and 5 years old. He then looked at the toothbrush in her hand, it was also Paw Patrol themed and was also clearly designed for a toddler.
“This better be a joke. You’re actually taking this too far.”
Rosie had observed how her Mother had successfully dealt with Mikey and took a similar approach.
“They had run out of a few bits at the supermarket so Mummy couldn’t get your normal ones. Why don’t you use it tonight? l will ask her if we can buy you some less babyish ones next time she’s shopping.”
Mikey didn’t know if he could trust Rosie’s explanation. His emotions were all over the place. Part of him wanted to hit out and fight back against this lunacy but he was utterly exhausted and drained.
After a few moments of tense silence, he took the toothbrush from her hands. She was surprised at how easily he had accepted the situation and that he had not argued more fiercely about having to use a toddler’s toothbrush.
Rosie couldn’t help but silently snigger as she watched Mikey clean his teeth with a toddler’s toothbrush. He looked ridiculous.
Once he had finished brushing his teeth, she led him towards his bedroom and stood at the door waiting while he got into bed.
“Do you want me to read you a bedtime story?“, she asked sarcastically.
“No, now leave me alone. I want to go to bed.”
“Ok, your choice Mikey. Sleep well.”
Rosie pulled the door shut and then turned the key in the lock, leaving Mikey imprisoned in his bedroom. He jumped out of bed and banged against the door.
“Open this door for **** sake! You cannot lock me in here. What if I need to go to the bathroom, or need to get out?”
“You’re wearing a nappy which will hold until the morning so if you need to go then just use it and we will change you in the morning.”
Mikey couldn’t believe what he was hearing. What if there was a fire? What if he needed to go for a poo? How would he possibly stop wetting the bed if he was not given the chance to go to the toilet in the night?
“But I need to go for a pee now. Can’t you take it off so I can go before I go to sleep?”
“Sorry Mikey, not tonight. Sleep well.”
Rosie walked downstairs while Mikey banged loudly against the door.
“All ok Rosie?”, Alison asked.
“Yes thank you Mummy, it was easier than I expected. He gave in without much of a fight.”
“That’s good, well done girls. I am proud of you all.”
“What happens now?”
“We have done the hardest bit but we have to be consistent and firm with him. Tonight is only the first part of the process. If we really want him to treat us with respect then we need him to train him properly.”
While the girls chatted downstairs, Mikey continued to bang against the door. It took several minutes before he realized his efforts were fruitless and that there was no escape. He slumped against the door and fell to the ground, with tears flowing down his cheeks.
The juice had gone right through him and he could feel the pressure building in his bladder. He crossed his legs in an attempt to prevent the inevitable but his eyes were closing and before long, he was fast asleep in front of the door. Unbeknown to Mikey, his bladder was soon releasing a stream of urine into the nappy.
The End of Step-Brother to Step-Baby – Chapter 8
Written by: BacktoBabyhood – Chapter Eight
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