From Textbooks to Teddy Bears[private for me and DaddyDOm]

[marxthebaby]

Oliver was alone; the streets were empty, void of life, and beyond the mass of parked cars near one house that was lit up with fluorescent strobe lights, nothing was present. He didn't notice anything odd; a party going on in one house wasn't that big a deal to him, and most people were asleep by this hour. Without a word, he began to look around for his

[DaddyDOm]

As Dan was waiting for Oliver to come see him he was a little bit nervous but more excited for what was to come of his friend. Dan knew he would have no idea about any of this and it's not like he was in any shape to fight back. Dan had always been a tall guy, standing at about 6'5,

[marxthebaby]

Oliver glared up at Dan, but his memories of the past came back to haunt him; most people mistook him for Dan's baby brother, and it constantly got on his nerves. When the taller boy took a breath, he opened his mouth to speak again, but Dan spoke first, telling him to shut up(something he'd never done before), then dared to say that things were changing from now on. Bothered by this, he folded his arms; as if he'd ever let his only friend change anything in his life. By the time that his muscular friend told him not to worry, he breathed a sigh of relief, but was immediently cut off when Dan informed him that he was coming with him. Oliver was seized, and he felt a chloroformed cloth against his mouth and nose; he tried his best to struggle, but Dan was far stronger than he could ever hope to be. All his pitiful squirming got him was a one-way trip to the baby seat in his former friend's car. When Dan drove the car away, Oliver was-luckily for him-out cold, and barely made a fuss until they arrived at their destination, and he stirred, startled by the realization that he was confined to a baby seat. He blushed deeply, and shifted around, tugging at the buckles that kept him in place, still unaware of their present location. "Why am I here?!" Oliver yelled, face red with both rage and embarrassment as he squirmed frantically, attempting to escape, to no avail. He thrashed about, heaving at the buckles between his legs, but he was held fast to the seat. "Let me outta here, you prick!" He whined, continuing to try freeing himself as tears of frustration formed in his eyes.

Edited October 3, 2015 by marxthebaby

[DaddyDOm]

As Dan drove almost all night he wondered if he gave Oliver too much chloroform, after all Oliver was the actually size of a toddler. Dan would check in the back every so often to make sure Oliver was still conscious, Dan smiled as Oliver was drooling so Dan gave Oliver a pacifier to suck on. As they were getting closer to their new home, Oliver started to come to and unconsciously let go of the pacifier as it hit the ground. "Well good morning tiger, looks like someone slept well. Don't worry we are almost to our new home!"

Dan ignored Oliver's cries as they pulled him to their new home. It was a nice apartment with a 2 bedroom place, by that Dan meant one bedroom and one nursery. They apartment was in the way back apart from everyone else, Dan made sure of it. As they pulled out Oliver was still screaming and angry about all of this, but Dan parked and got out of the car and opened the backseat. Dan then grabbed the pacifier on the ground and completely ignoring Oliver said, "Look you better watch your fucking mouth or you will get such a spanking that you won't be able to sit for a week!" Dan shoved the pacifier in Oliver's mouth and grabbed some tape and taped it to his mouth. Oliver Tried to move but Dan took him out of his car seat and held his arms as he carried him on his hip.

[marxthebaby]

Oliver glared at the back of Dan's car seat, squirming around frantically. By the time that they arrived at their new home, he was in tears, red-faced and angry about what had happened. He was trapped by someone he thought was his friend, and now they were going somewhere he knew nothing about! What would he tell his parents? What was Dan going to do with him; was he going to hurt him in some way? A chill ran down his spine when Dan parked the car, and he began to yell, still angry about the situation at hand, "Fuck you, you sack of shit! When I get outta this thing, I'm gonna kick your ass!" Oliver began breathing heavily, still crying like a small child as he opened his mouth to speak again. When the pacifier was shoved in his waiting mouth, and Dan reprimanded him, telling him to watch his mouth, he stuck up his middle finger. He tried to struggle when Dan removed his small body from the car seat, beating him with his tiny fists, and kicked his legs, trying to escape. Oliver could only cry through the pacifier after his former friend carried him like an infant, and informed him that he was going to be living there was now on. The word "nursery" made him shudder, and he tried his damnedest to scream through the pacifier, but his screams were muffled by the rubber teat. Tears streamed down his red face as he tugged feebily at his friend's muscular hands, trying to get him to loosen his grip. He wouldn't be living here from now on; he'd find a way to escape, and leave Dan in the dust, he told himself, closing his eyes with a muffled sob.

[DaddyDOm]

Dan was getting really tired of Oliver's attitude, even though his mouth was gagged his arms and legs were still speaking louder. But Dan knew that this attitude of his would soon change, over time of course. As dam opened the room he could see Oliver get very silent as he was in too much shock to realize what was going to happen to him. His room is a fully decked out nursery with a crib, changing table, toys, and diapers...so many diapers, not to mention all the baby outfits and everything.

[marxthebaby]

Oliver stared at the changing table, crib, baby toys, and diapers in shock, too stunned to speak. He just looked up at Dan with tears in his eyes, and tugged his sleeve, only trying to say his piece after the reality of the situation sunk in,

[DaddyDOm]

Dan at third point at been patient with Oliver and knew he wouldn't take this without a fight, but he had enough of his potty mouth and was going to make sure Oliver knew who is in charge. "God damit Oliver I have had just about enough of your potty mouth." Dan took over Oliver to the rocking chair in the corner of the room as he yanked the small boys pants off and with dans big hands he swatted the boys behind over and over again until his bum was bright red and Oliver was crying real tears of pain. "Dan looked at Oliver and said, "I don't want anymore cursing so you understand? If you so I have more inventive and far worst punishments for you!" Dam slowly removed Oliver's short as he was bare naked as dam pulled out Oliver's pacifier.

[marxthebaby]

Oliver couldn't stop himself from shuddering after Dan remarked he'd had enough of his potty mouth, as if he were scolding a toddler. He let out a muffled whine when the older boy hefted him up, and took him over to the wooden rocking chair in the corner of the room. Once his small body was thrown over Dan's muscular knee, he squirmed, even as his pants and undergarments were yanked right off. The first slap made him shiver and cry out in pain, but by the time the spanking was over, Oliver was sobbing and shrieking like a proper infant. He didn't try saying anything; he just cried in an infantile manner while he was tied to the changing table. After his pacifier was yanked out, he wanted to feel relieved, but he instead felt annoyed by this, as if he wanted it back in his mouth. All Dan got out of him from his merciless taunting was a low whimper, while tears streamed down his reddened cheeks and onto the changing table. Oliver allowed the diaper to be taped around his waist, rubbing at his tear-filled eyes with another whimper. To the casual observer, Oliver would look like a crying baby, clad in an extremely thick diaper, with blond hair atop his head. Though he felt like cursing, he chose not to so what was left of his dignity was spared, and instead focused on the mobile spinning above the changing table. His tummy growled with hunger, but he refused to say anything, hands balled into fists at his sides.