December 13th
"Come on Ben, you're not REALLY going to write a letter to Santa are you? What are you, five?" Sneered Kevin West.
13 years old, though he was more the size of a ten year old, he was always eager and quick to point out what things were for little boys (such as his 8 year old baby brother) and what things were for big boys like him. He had dirty blond hair in a mushroom cut (that he HATED but Dad wouldn't let him pick his own hairstyle after getting a mohawk once) and had light green eyes.
"Whatever jerk. I'm writing Santa and I hope he gets you something AWFUL because you're being a fart head." Huffed Ben.
The eight year old sported a brush cut with his reddish brown hair and had a sprinkle of freckles on his nose.
"You honestly still... Pfffft... Hahahahahahaha! You're such a BABY!" Kevin laughed and walked away.
Ben just stood there, in the game room and took a deep breath and let it out.
He was mad, but also in an odd way happy... Because his brother being a JACKASS like this meant he felt no guilt as he moved on with his 8 month plan to become the big brother.
Sitting down at the computer Ben started to write out his letter. He was glad Kevin hadn't stayed in the room to play video games. (Their dad had a big tv, different game consoles, the computer and pretty much anything else entertainment and electronic related all in one room, so it wasn't clogging up the living room when he wanted to watch sports with his friends) As Kevin would of undoubtedly asked why Ben was printing off TWO letters.
It was well known to both boys that their Dad would read the letters before 'sending them off to Santa' which he claimed was to keep them from fibbing to the big man (but by now even Ben knew it was so he could see what they wanted)
Ben's letter was fairly normal, it had him telling Santa he had been good (and for all Daddy knew that was the truth) and asking for a PS4 and some games to go with it.
The letter from Kevin however... Well, THAT was the interesting one.
Getting both letters in envelops (but not sealing them) Ben carried them to Daddy's office and put them on his desk...
"Boy is Daddy gonna be surprised when he reads that~" Ben giggled.
Owen came home around 7ish... He was working extra late hours at the office to justify getting the boys full Christmas break off, though he was sure after four days of hearing them constantly fight he'd be begging for the office.
Kevin had made supper, which was good, though he frowned seeing that it was hot dogs and Kraft Dinner again.
"I need to teach that boy how to cook..." he mumbled, looking around the dining room and then into the living room.
"They must be playing video games again... Eh... As long as their homework is done." Owen West said.
31 years old and 6'5 feet tall, his brunette hair finished out the colorful trio (or so he joked to the boys) and was cut short but not too short and combed into a nice gentle fashion... Well, it had been before he'd gotten snow in it and his hair was now a little damp.
He slid the jacket of his suit off and put it on the back of a chair and grabbed a plate of food and headed for his study, stopping by the game room to let the boys know he was home, though they were playing some sort of fighting game thankfully on the same side for once and barely acknowledged him.
'Nothing like a loving welcome.' he thought dryly and went into his office.
There on his desk were the boys' letters to Santa, surprising Owen a little bit.
"I could of sworn Kevin said he wasn't going to write Santa this year... Heh... Still a little guy..."
He decided to read Ben's letter first, and smirked.
"Good, huh... He must think I don't know about the stink bombs in the garage..." Owens smirked. He'd disabled them already so whenever the little imp went to use them, he'd be sorely disappointed.
As for the PS4... Well, he'd already been planning on getting that for both boys so why not? Putting Ben's letter back in the envelope and then in his desk (or Santas mailbox as the boys thought) he moved onto Kevins and was shocked at what he read.
"Dear Santa, how are you? I'm... Not good.
I'm going to seal my letter this year, so Daddy can't read it. Santa I know I usually ask you for toys or games but this year.. I want.. I wanna be a little guy again. I want diapers and pacifiers and stuffies and just to be a big baby again, even if it's just for awhile. Maybe you can talk to Daddy and tell him? Then again, maybe you shouldn't. It's so stupid Santa... I want this... But I know I shouldn't... So even if you bring me what I want... I'm most likely gonna act out and whine and pout. But... But that's part of it Santa.
I wanna be told I'm a little boy and be spanked if I'm being naughty...
Please Santa you're the only one who can help... But if you can't... Well... Just don't tell Daddy then and I'll be a stupid big boy.
Hoping for diapers, Kevin West"
Owen blinked and re-read the letter five times. Then he noticed that the envelope had been semi licked but not right, meaning Kevin had likely expected it not to be opened and read.
"Jesus buddy..." Owens groaned and leaned back in his chair. Hands on his face, trying to think this out.
Ok, so all the times Kevin has been talking about what a big boy he is... What? He's been wanting someone to correct him? The kid HATED being spanked too... Owen could count on one hand the number of times he'd hand to spank the kid and still had leftover digits.
In fact the last time he had to spank Kevin had been... A toddler.
Ok, there's something to go off of... Did Kevin link being spanked with being little? It would explain why he offered one up. And Owen did use spanking as a threat here and there. (nevermind he never really meant it, the cute look on Kevins face was worth it.) actually hang on, those looks. Was that fear or a semi hopeful look?
So ok... Kevin wanted to be spanked (maybe) and put back in diapers (for sure) and treated like a little boy. How was he going to swing all that... Where was he even going to get the stuff the kid wanted?
"Wait... Mom used to run that medical supply store before retiring... I wonder if she could help..." Owen said out loud then paused again.
It wasn't that he for a second thought if he told his mother about this that she'd tell everyone else... She was great at keeping secrets... It was would Kevin forgive him for telling her?
Well... From Kevin's POV only Santa was supposed to know anyways... And for a moment Owen was glad that his boys still believed in Santa and then reached for the phone... And made sure his office door was closed.
December 16th
The boys were all hyped up, after a half day of school that Owen had insisted they go until they were free for two whole weeks from the tyranny that was the school system.
Owen was naturally still at work, but had left strict instructions for the boys... To go out and have fun with their friends, but to call him at the office if they were planning on staying over at a friends past 5:00 p.m., since he'd be coming home around then.
12:20 p.m.
"So what are you gonna do squirt?" Kevin asked Ben, who wasn't really that much smaller than Kevin.
"Why do you wanna know?" Ben asked, raising an eyebrow. "Are you gonna try and have a party or something without me?!"
"Heh, How much sugar did they give you at school? Nah, I'm just concerned. As the big brother, it's my job to watch out for the little guys.. AKA you." Kevin said with a semi smug tone.
"Jeez, my hero." Ben said and rolled his eyes.
They had just come in mere moments before, living close enough to walk (or run) to the school (weather permitting) and Ben was getting his snow gear back on.
"If you have to know, I'm gonna go hang out with Lyle and Vince." Ben said.
"Think you'll be spending the night at one of their houses?" Kevin asked.
"I dunno.. Why?"
"Cuz if you go pack a bag now and call the house later, I can run it over to you." Kevin said and ruffled Ben's crew cut.
Ben squirmed and got out from under him, then smiled.
"You'd do that?!"
"Of course, I'm the-"
"Big brother, I know, I know..." Ben said.
Yes, even when he was being nice, he had to be a semi jerk.
"So you're just gonna stay home?"
"Well, Mike is going out of town, Tony is doing stuff with his family till 6, and Gary and Josh are grounded after throwing piss bal-"
"YOU SAID A BAD WORD!"
"Oh for the love of... Fine... They were tossing pee balls at lunch... The way they're telling it, they'll be lucky to get ANYTHING for Christmas this year." Kevin chuckled.
"Ewwwwwwww"
"Yeah, that was kinda everyone elses reactions too. But yeah, I'll be here till 6 at least so no worries lil guy, go have fun."
Ben walked over to his friends, thinking about just how sweet the oncoming days would be. He could tell with how Daddy kept looking at Kevin that he believed the letter Ben had written... And he was just waiting now to be pulled aside by Daddy and have things 'explained' to him.
A small part of Ben cried out in protest when thinking about the plan. It cried that there was still time to set the record straight... But that small part of him was drowned out by the rest of him who was A) Sick of Kevin's condescending attitude, B) Really wanted to see if Daddy would actually do it and C) Didn't wanna risk Daddy's wrath by revealing the truth.
He could just picture Daddy getting his belt ready and glaring at him... Ben shivered in a way that wasn't related to the cold at all.
(Never mind Daddy had never used his belt, and by all accounts restrained when he had spanked Ben last year over the holy water incident.)
"He's your brother and you're going to let him suffer!" the small part whined one last time.
"Yeah, we are... Sorry, but the best you can hope for is Daddy just bails on it... I'm NOT fessing up."
His mind mostly made up, Ben relaxes and waved to his buddies and ran up to join them in making a snowman on Vince's lawn.
2:38 p.m.
Owen was brooding silently... And was startled to the point of yelping when his phone rang.
Blushing and looking around, he hoped no one had noticed and then saw his pal Chris smirking and mouthing nice one, and doing a silent golf clap.
"Fuck you." Owens mouthed back and grinned, then grabbed the phone.
"United Financial Advisors, Owen speaking, how may I-"
"Heyyyy Daddy, how's work?" Ben asked.
"Hey buddy! It's good. Last day and then lots of me hanging around bugging you and your brother." Owen chuckled.
"Yeahhh, about that.. Soo Vince wants to have a sleep over tonight and I was wondering if-"
"Maybe. What's your brother doing tonight?" Owen asked, hearing Ben give a confused huh.
"Uhhh, I think he's going over to Tonys at six.. Why?"
"Welll, I need you to come home for around six.. Or I'll come get you in a bit.. We need to talk about Kevin's presents." Owen said.
"Oh, OK! Sure, I'll let them know I'll be leaving for.. What? An hour?" Ben said and sounded super excited.
What a good kid... That excited just to talk about Kevins presents and he doesn't even know...
"Maybe, could be shorter than that... Anyways, I'll come and get you after Kevin goes out ok?"
"Alright, he's gonna run my backpack over to me so I'll call him next."
"Alright. I'll talk to you tonight, love you Buddy!"
"Love you too Daddy! Byee!"
4:45 p.m.
"So you're sure you're not mad? This could be over night." Kevin said, shifting from foot to foot and on the phone with Dad.
"Buddy if I was mad I wouldn't of told you that you could go would I? Just pack clean underwear." Owens joked.
"Daddddd that was one time!" Kevin huffed hotly. Thankfully everyone who had nicknamed him skids for all of 4th grade had moved away.
"I Know, I Know.. But I'm your father, I'm allowed to tease you. Ben said you were taking his bag over to him?" Dad asked.
"Already done, cuz when THIS guy says he's gonna do something for his little brother, he does it~" Kevin said, and paused.
Daddy had just made a weird sound.
"You ok dad?"
"Yeah, just, uh, trying to watch the road here."
"Dad, I told you, I don't like it when you talk on the phone while you're driving..." Kevin whined, then caught himself. When he whined like that he sounded even younger than Ben!
"Heh... I know, I'm using the hands free device you boys gave me for my birthday." Dad promised.
"Alright... How soon are you gonna be home?" Kevin asked.
"Soon as I can be buddy... I need your help to sneak some of Ben's presents up into my room."
"Just Ben's presents?" Kevin said and smirked.
"Nice try... I tried trusting you not to peek last year remember?"
"But I'm a MUCH bigger boy now, you could soooo trust me." Kevin giggled and then caught himself and coughed. "Uh, anyways alright. I'll be waiting by the door ok dad?"
"Alright, see you soon squirt." Dad said and hung up before Kevin could scold him for the old nickname.
5:07 P.M.
Soon Dad was there and Kevin was helping him with the boxes, looking over all the stuff Ben was getting.
"Uh Dad, you, sorta... forgot to cover up me and Ben's joint gift." Kevin said, though he was grinning as he looked at the new system.
"... Oh yeah, whoops." Dad said and had a weird look on his face.
Kevin shrugged it off and helped carry the stuff up to the attic (Only Dad had a key to the door after the boys had hid there to avoid going to school once) then brushed off his hands.
"Well, looks like Ben's gonna make out like a bandit again." Kevin said and rolled his eyes. "Must be nice to be the baby of the family and get all the loot you want." he added and snickered a little.
Though again, for some reason dad got this weird look on his face.
6:15 P.M.
Finally, with everything put away Owen gave Kevin a ride to his friends, and once confirming that Kevin would be spending the night he headed over to grab Ben who was waiting.
"Hey buddy, being good?"
"Always Daddy." Ben giggled and squirmed.
"... How many cookies have you had?"
"Only 5!"
"And how much cookie dough did you eat while making said cookies?"
"Oh... Uh... I dunno.."
"Heh, Glad your not my problem tonight." Owen chuckled and ruffled Ben's hair.
"Daddy!" Ben giggled, then stopped. "Sooo what did we need to talk about and why are we heading towards grandma and grandpas?" Ben asked. "I told the guys I wouldn't be gone long!"
"We're not gonna be there long... And then I just need your help getting stuff in and out of the car..." Owen said as he went on to the highway.
His parents lived just out of town so this was faster, though the silence sketched between him and Ben.
"Ben... How would you like to be the big brother for awhile?" Owen asked finally.
"Uh... How would that even work? Am I babysitting or something?" Ben asked.
"Well... You might be... But..." Owen trailed off looking for the words to explain this. "Ben you know how there's that girl at school who used to be a boy?" Owen asked.
"Yeah, Phoebe..."
"Well, you know how proud I was that you didn't really treat her differently, she was still just the same old kid to you."
"Uhhh... Daddy do you wanna be my mommy or something?"
"Pffft, what? No, that's not it at all... It's, uh... Well, much like how Phil felt like he should be Phoebe... Your brother... Feels like he should be a little boy." Owen trailed off and let that hang in the air.
OH. MY. GOD. This was TOO fucking perfect. Daddy was buying it hook, line and sinker and Ben was positive now they were on their way out to pick up the diapers and everything for poor poor Kevin.
Realizing he needed to say something Ben cleared his throat and..
"Uh, So... Kevin wants to be like... 5?" He asked, keeping a note of confusion in his voice.
"Think younger."
"What, like a toddler? Am I gonna have to wipe his butt or something?"
"...."
"Wait really? Kevin wants to be a BABY!?" Ben giggled.
"Yes, he does... Or near by it... And we're NOT going to tease and humiliate him over it." Daddy said with an edge to his voice.
"... I might laugh. Just... He's likely gonna look kinda silly and-"
"If you can't help it, at least cover your mouth and excuse yourself." Daddy said.
"Ok Daddy."
7:15 P.M.
"So all of this is for Kevin? Wooooow... You went all out!" Ben said, looking at the 10 packs of diapers, the onesies, the pacifiers and the baby toys all over the place.
"Uh... What he said." Owen added, rubbing the back of his head. "IIIII don't know if I have room for all of this in the car mom..."
Maggie just giggled and waved a hand.
"So you have to come back out here and spend some time with your parents, heaven forbid." She teased.
"It wasn't going to be that much, but a certain somebody couldn't help but let it slip that we needed more supplies." Grant added.
Maggie and Grant, the parents of Owen (and his brother and sister) and the grandparents to all the kids that followed... Old but still active and smart as a whistle.
Maggie spent her retirement doing small crafts like knitting and sewing and ergo had made many of the onesies in the pile.
Grant kept a wood shop that was attached to the shop and in fact, it was there he was working on some more presents for Kevin.
"I'm Sorry Owen, I didn't get the wood I wanted in time. I'm going to need some help to even have the highchair done." Grant said and looked at Ben and winked.
"Wait.. You want ME in the woodshop? But.. you've always said I was too little!" Ben said and got excited.
"Well, I always thought Kevin was a big boy too, so- ooofff!"
Grant was cut off by Maggie elbowing him in the gut.
(When you had been married as long as those two some levels of slapstick were just routine)
"None of that! Kevin might wanna be a cute wittle guy for awhile, but he's still a big boy in a lot of ways!" Maggie scolded and wagged a finger at Grant while Ben giggled.
"That being said, I'm sure all the older grandkids will love to lend a hand on Christmas day." Magige said and smiled at Ben.
"So.. How much of this is going to be from Max and Kelly?" Owen asked trying to change the topic.
"Well the toys are from Max and the kids... Kelly actually got all the diapers. She had a bit of trouble managing it... I guess Noah found them and started to cry thinking they were for him."
Laughs all around and soon they were loading up the car...
"What's wrong Kevin? You look like somebody just kicked you in the nads." Tony teased.
"I dunno dude... I just got a sense of doom all of a sudden."
"That's only because you know you're about to get fried by moi because I am the champion of this-... Mother fucker."
"I'm sorry, what was that 'champ'? I can't hear you over the sound of the gaping hole in your guys chest~"
And so time passed and Kevin kept getting the weird vibes off of dad and Ben. He did his best to ignore them and just try and look forward to Christmas when all these negative and weird vibes would go away.
If nothing else, even if Ben got the lion's share of loot again this year Kevin knew he'd be able to lose himself in grandpas workshop.
For Ben he could hardly wait and almost couldn't believe what was going to happen, but he had helped Daddy hide all of the baby stuff and knew whatever he actually got for Christmas... It was just going to be a bonus compared to the best gift of all, putting Kevin back in diapers.
Meanwhile, Owen had more and more doubts as the day drew closer. Maybe he shouldn't of told his parents about this. He certainly hadn't wanted to tell his sister and brother, and by default their kids but Mom had insisted that if Kevin wanted to be a little guy that he stay a little guy while visiting. And she had made it clear that no way in HELL were her boys not coming out for the traditional dinner.
All Owen could hope was that Kevin would be out of the denial stage his letter suggested he might have by then, and that no one would tease him.
December 25th
7:46 a.m.
"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, wake up, wake up, wake-"
"Ben I heard you already I'm getting up, I'm getting up!" Owen chuckled and opened an eye.
Standing there in his blue and white Rocketship PJ's and a dark green housecoat was Ben.
"Where's Kevin?"
"He said he had to go to the bathroom" Ben Giggled.
'Huh... Maybe he doesn't wanna soak his diaper right first thing.' Owen thought, then got up.
"Meet me downstairs and DON'T open anything till I'm down there." Owen said and watching Ben run off giggling he braced himself.
'I'm either about to have to spank my son and put him back in diapers... Or have him hug me then do the same... Come onnnn hug...'
8:00 a.m.
"Dadddy come onnnnnnn!"
"Heh, leave the poor guy alone Ben, you know he can't function till he gets at least a cup of coffee in him." Kevin giggled then caught himself.
'Big boys do NOT giggle' he mentally scolded himself.
"Alright, did you boys figure out who's going first?" Dad asked.
He took a seat in his easy chair and started to sip his coffee.
"I told Ben he could go first." Kevin said and ruffled his brothers hair.
Ben huffed a little, then eyes, his presents and finally grabbed one that was labeled
To: My Big Boy Ben
From: Daddy
The present was large and Kevin frowned a little as he figured out what it was and turned to his dad with a confused look.
'Why did he label me and Ben's joint gift as to just Ben?' He wondered.
Dad just smiled and got ready to cover his ears as Ben started to squeal and shout.
"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh! Kevin look, look, look! Daddy got me a PS4!!!" Ben was yelling and squealing.
"Now Ben, even though that's your present, I expect you to let Kevin have turns on it." Dad was saying as Kevin tried not to get all pouty.
"Can I go set it up right now!?"
"... Don't you wanna keep opening your presents?" Daddy asked with a smirk.
"Ohhhh yeahhhh..." Ben giggled and rubbed the back of his head. "Though it's Kevin's turn now!!"
"Eh, go ahead and open all of yours, I can wait." Kevin said, a slight edge to his voice.
"Uh... Okay, I guess.. If you don't mind.." Ben said, raising an eyebrow
And so Ben went about, unwrapping all of his loot. In the end he walked away with the PS4, five games for it, A couple of Lego sets, some action figures and a couple of new outfits.
8:23 a.m.
"Well, that's all of mine done... Kevin it's your turn now!" Ben said and was grinning ear to ear.
Kevin rolled his eyes, the brat was always the favorite one and the one who made out like a bandit every year... And he was STILL sore that the PS4 was solely Ben's.
(It didn't matter dad had made Ben promise to share, Kevin knew how possessive Ben could be!)
Still, maybe dad had gone all out for something for him, or that was the hope as he reached for the first package.
"Hang on there Squirt, I think you should open THIS one first.. It's from Santa." Dad said coming over.
Kevin raised an eyebrow, he'd had a gift (clothes by the feel of it) from grandma in his hands and shrugged and put the gift down as dad handed him a kinda bulky box.
"Oooook But Dad, we talked about this.. I don't like that nickname... It makes me feel like a baby." Kevin said, then glanced down at the tag on the gift, feeling a small twinge from his bladder but figured he could wait a little bit.
To: A Special Little Guy
From: Santa Claus
"Uhhh, you sure this isn't one of Ben's?" Kevin asked and Ben giggled and shook his head no.
"I'm sure... It's something that Santa knows you wants." Dad said, and oddly, he looked a little on edge.
"Righttt... Ok..." Kevin said with a head shake and ripped at the wrapping.
And then stopped, blushing badly and looking up at Ben and dad who were smiling.
"Is this some kinda joke!?" Kevin growled, because in his hands... Was a package of diapers for bigger kids!!
"No joke buddy. Me and Santa were talking and we know it's what you really wanted so-" Owen started to say.
"I'm not a stupid big baby!" Kevin yelled and tossed the package of diapers at his father.
"Kevin calm down. I know this is-"
"Calm down? Calm down!? You think this is funny!?" Kevin yelled and glared at Ben. "And you! Wipe that smirk off your face!!"
"Jeez Kevin calm down. Me and Daddy are ok with you being a big baby.." Ben said and then meeped at the look in his brother's eyes.
"I'm not a fucking baby!" Kevin said, getting up and heading in Ben's direction only to get grabbed by the back of his pj bottoms.
"Little man, you stop right this instant or ELSE." Owen said and the edge to his tone made Kevin stop.
It also made Kevin do something else.
"Heh... Was Daddy really that scary?" Ben giggled as Kevin blushed, his light blue jammies turning a dark blue and a puddle forming on the floor.
"Ben!" Dad snapped and the giggles stopped and Kevin felt dad's hand on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry lil guy, I didn't mean to scare you that much... I bet you were hoping to let that go in a diapie huh?" Owen said in a calmer voice.
Kevin whimpered and shook his head no, and for a moment Owen had a doubt... Then he recalled all of the letter and smiled.
"Come on buddy, let's get you into something dry, then we'll go back to the presents. Ben, get a mop and look after this, please."
"What? But Daddddyyyy!" Ben whined, then stopped as dad gave him a look that almost had HIM soaking his pants. "Uh.. Yes, sir."
"D-Daddy Please.. I'm not a baby." Kevin whimpered.
They were in Owen's room and Kevin was naked from the waist down, covering himself up with his hands as Owen took out one of the bulky diapers and started to unfold it.
He noticed how Kevins eyes fixated on the diaper and in his mind that cemented it.
"Kevin... You don't have to keep lying. I know you like diapers and that you wanna be a little guy. I'm ok with that... And So is Ben. I only gave the PS4 to him so you could feel like more of a little guy today. I swear, if he doesn't share it just let me know." Owen said and laid the diaper out on the bed.
"But... But Daddy!" Kevin whined and god he sounded so much like a little toddler it was almost hard to see him for the semi big boy he technically was.
"No more arguments. You're getting the big baby day you wanted.. If for no other reason then do you know how much I spent on your little guy stuff?"
"M-My? What with the who now?" Kevin asked, but he did sit on the diaper.
"Lay back and move your hands... Unless you want me to tape this up with your hands in your diapie silly little guy." Owen waited and slowly Kevin moved his hands.
Owen reached for the baby powder he had on his night stand and started to sprinkle some on as he answered Kevin's question.
"You didn't think I'd ONLY get you some diapers did you? I'm giving you the full little guy experience today, tomorrow, heck, maybe for the rest of winter break!"
"NO! No way am I letting my friends-"
"I meant in private... Of course I wouldn't make you go out in your cute lil guy outfits." Owen said quickly.
Kevin had been justified in that semi freak out. Finishing with the powder he taped the diaper up and patted the front.
"How's that feel?" he asked.
Kevin was whimpering and unsure of himself. How did this feel? What kinda question was that? Less than ten minutes ago, he had been a big boy.. A teenager.
Now he was in his blue top and... And...
God, he couldn't even bring himself to think it.
The stupid thing was bulky. Like. Way bulky and actually pushed his legs apart a little and he almost felt like he was sitting on a pillow or something!
The baby powder helped hide the pee smell coming from the laundry basket and Jesus had Daddy and Benny gone all insane or something!?
Tears welled up in Kevin's eyes and he whimpered.
"D-Daddy.."
But then... Daddy smiled and pulled him into a hug, no he was picking him up and Kevin on some basic instinct wrapped his legs and arms around him who was smiling and rubbing his back.
"It's ok lil guy... Your welcome."
8:41 a.m.
Ben was making a face as he finished cleaning the pee up. He hadn't planned on this part of making his brother a big baby. Hopefully dad wouldn't start asking him to wipe Kevins butt or something.
Still, better to focus on the good than the bad. The whole family was going to see Kevin as a massive diaper baby and Ben as the big boy.
And hell, if all of his presents were as awesome as the PS4 then fuck yeah.
Hearing footsteps, Ben turned and grinned ear to ear.
There was Kevin, in just his massive white diaper and clinging to Dad like a big baby.
"Awww your so cute Kevin!" He gushed.
This made Kevin whimper and bury his face in dad's chest like a shy toddler.
"You'll have to forgive him Ben, he's a bit... Emotional right now." Dad said.
"Ohhh ok... Well, I promise to try not to laugh Kevin!" Ben said and came over, keeping up his act as a good brother, and patted Kevins back.
It was a little strange, and a whole lot cute watching Kevin finish unwrapping his presents.
Kevin almost had a look of dread as he opened each gift and made faces at the outfits he got. Though Owen assumed that was because of the gifts that Ben had gotten. Kevin was likely feeling conflicted and jealous.
'I'll take him shopping next pay day for some big boy toys. I bet he'd like some of the Super Buddies toys.' Owen was thinking.
That thought was interrupted as Kevin actually got a set of Superman and Batman, with a Joker and Lex from that toy line... Problem solved.
Ben was almost hurting himself holding his laughter in at the look on Kevin's face as he opened his gifts.
Last year he had teased the hell out of Ben for some of his more littler gifts and now.
'Who's the big kid now? Just wait till we go to grandmas you diaper dork!' Ben thought.
"Oh wow, Super Buddies! I'm jealous Kevin! Can I play super heroes with you sometime?" Ben asked.
If Kevin thought he could of gotten away with it, he would of slugged the smile off of the little fucker's face. It hadn't taken him long to figure out that somehow Ben was involved with this mix up.
At the very least the little fucker was enjoying Kevins humiliation which Daddy just kept putting off as shyness on his part.
All the onesies, the overalls... And the stupid baby designs on them and fuck.. A lot of this was from family which meant EVERYONE knew about this now. Kevin only hoped that didn't mean he was going to grandma's like this, but that was Not. Fucking. Happening.
"Maybe... Or I could trade you for that sweet Cloud Strife figure." Kevin said.
"heh, Nahhh, I think i'll keep that, but if you promise not to lose any parts to that I might let you play with it later ok?" Ben offered.
"... yeah, ok." was what he said.
"Condescending prick!" was what he thought, then had a semi flash of himself saying something along the same lines to Ben a few years back.
'Karma is a bitch...'
9:07 a.m.
With all the gifts unwrapped Owen sent Ben upstairs to get dressed and then called Kevin over, picking out a white short sleeved onesie and a pair of jean overalls with a yellow ducky on the front of them.
"Come on buddy, let's get you dressed!"
"Uh... Daddy? Can I dress myself? Pleassssse?" Kevin asked.
Owen raised an eyebrow at this and then figured it was likely over the whole gifts thing and smiled.
"How about I get the onesie on you, the crotch snap might be tricky to do alone... Then you can do the rest yourself?" Owen offered.
Kevin bit his lip, then nodded.
"You know Kevin... I love you no matter what... And I have to say... You're supppper cute like this." Owen said, tugging Kevins shirt off of him.
"Daddddyyy!" Kevin whined and squirmed.
"And then there's that... I love how you've been back to calling me Daddy all morning." Owen added.
Kevin looked confused... Then blushed really bad, leaving Owen confused till...
"Ohhh, you didn't even notice it, did you? Hehe, Clearly someones all in his little space.~"
Kevin squirmed and didn't say anything, just letting Daddy get the stupid thing on him.
'I have been calling him Daddy... Jesus come on Kevin get your act together!' he thought and snapped out of his semi trance as Daddy announced he was all good.
"Uh... Dadd- I mean Dad... I don't have to... You know... -Use- these do I?" Kevin asked in a really small voice.
"... Buddy, that's your call. I don't mind changing you and we have lots of spares but if you just like wearing them then that's ok too. If you do ah... Drop a 'mud bomb' I'd like a warning in advance if possible."
Jesus Christ. If Kevin blushed any hotter he'd likely catch on fire, but he nodded and took the rest of the outfit from daddy and went to go get dressed.
"Just give me a shout if you need help buddy!"
"I-I will Daddy." Kevin said then mentally groaned. This was going to be a long day.
