Chapter Seventeen

Theodore let out a final moan of protest, but resisted no further. Being big was so complicated, and being little was so simple. Mommy would take care of everything. The thought was like an impossibly heavy burden being lifted off his chest, all of his anxieties, and vendettas, and pesky self-conscious big boy sensibilities seeming to flow out on his breath and fly away on the wind into the vast cloudless blue sky.

The boy let out a happy satisfied chortle and closed his eyes, feeling his Mommy hook a finger into his soiled underwear and pull them away. Suddenly, Theodore felt the Buddy Bunny device start to buzz on his wrist. There was a strong gust of wind, a strange tickling sensation enveloping the little boy’s entire body - just as it had when the computer had changed his outfit in the lab the previous day.

When he opened his eyes again, Theodore found that his arm was bare - and the Buddy Bunny device was gone. Blinking in confusion, he sat up ever so sleightly and looked down at his torso to find that he was no longer dressed in the cow print shirt and vest, but rather in the same striped t-shirt and bright yellow Winnie the Pooh overalls his Mom had suggested that morning!

“Just a moment, sweetie.” Mom insisted, gently pushing back down into a prone position as she disposed of not a soiled pair of Toy Story briefs, but rather a soaked diaper - tying it up and stowing it safely in a disposable bag. “Phew-ee!” she commented with a chuckle. “You really went pee-pee, huh?”

Theodore felt vaguely that he should have been mortified by the comment, but instead he found himself giggling along - wriggling around restlessly as his mother cleaned him up with some baby wipes and went about securing a fresh diaper around his waist. The boy smiled in satisfaction, not at all perturbed by the pungent baby powder smell or the feeling of the papery bulk under his butt.

Just as Mom was refastening the crotch snaps on Teddy’s overalls, Charlie came over. “He needed a change?” he asked his Mom.

“Yep. But now he’s fresh as a daisy.” Mom reported.

Charlie nodded, offering the little boy a sweet big brotherly smile “Wanna go down the slide again?” he offered.

“Uh-huh!” Teddy found himself answering, getting clumsily up on his padded bottom before stumbling off the bench. He looked up, the sight of Charlie’s genuine enthusiastic smile filling him with a ecstatic unfamiliar euphoria. He waddled forward, embracing Charlie in a tight hug. “Love you…” he mumbled into his t-shirt.

Charlie chuckled. “I love you too, buddy.” he agreed.