At 20, Johnny thought he was hot stuff, off to Harvard to become a big-shot lawyer. Now, at 22, he was a big baby, sitting in a diaper, doing his morning poo-poo right in front of his sisters while his mom cooked breakfast. Harvard was a distant dream now, since Johnny got the boot for fighting and being a nasty little bully. He thought he could just waltz back home, but Mommy had other plans, oh yes she did.
"Come on, Johnny, push it out, sweetie," his mom cooed, as he strained to drop his stinky load. His sisters were in hysterics, giggling and pointing. "Look at Johnny's bum bum!" one shrieked. "He's making a stinky!"
"Alright, my little poo-poo machine," Mom said, grabbing a fresh diaper. "Time for a change!" She dragged him into the bathroom, leaving the door wide open for everyone to watch.
"Noooo, Mommy, please!" Johnny wailed, but it was no use. With a loud rip, the diaper was off, and he was bent over the sink, his bare bum exposed. "Mommy, don't!" he cried as she reached in with the wet wipes, scrubbing his dirty bum like he was a toddler.
"Such a dirty boy!" she scolded, before turning him around to clean his "winky woo," as she called it. Johnny's face was as red as a tomato as he sobbed like a baby. "There, there," Mom chuckled, patting his bum. "All clean now."
He was led back into the living room and plonked down on his sister's lap. "Here comes the airplane!" Mom said, shoving a baby bottle in his mouth. "Time for your morning milkies!" His sisters snickered, watching him suckle like a newborn. "Say goo goo gaa gaa, Johnny!" one of them teased, earning a glare and a mouthful of milk spit. "Oh no, did wittle Johnny make a mess?" she said, wiping his face with a baby wipe.
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