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By cute little kokiri girl · Posted
Emily sat in her high chair as she watched Maddison reach for her fork, but before she could dig in her mommy stopped her, "Princess just because you're now sitting in your new big girl booster seat that doesn't mean you can't just eat by yourself, also you forgot your bib." Camilla tied a Care Bears theme bib around Madison, before she took the fork a knife and started feeding Madison. Emily looked at her, "Are you going to feed me next miss Camilla?" Emily said slipping into her daycare personality, but Camilla just laughed and said, "Oh sweetie you can eat right now, you can just eat with your hands besides, just I'm too busy feeding your big sister here." Emily looked at the food, she prided herself on having good table manners, but then thought fuck it and started eating with her hands. -
By little_madd · Posted
Maddison looked over, saw Emilly shifting in her chair, and said, "It's complicated at first." When Emilly asked if Maddison had ever been spanked—and about the rest of it—Maddison nodded and said, "Yes, I have; it was awful, but that’s how I learned to cry. So, don't be naughty, or you'll get spanked too." Maddison watched as Camilla brought over the bowl of broccoli and the pink princess plate with her risotto; she didn't even look at the risotto—her focus was entirely on the broccoli—and said, "My favorite." -
By Meeseeks88 · Posted
For those of you who asked for an epilogue...surprise!! Epilogue ‘That’s it Jake, just a little bit more’, cooed Christina as I sucked hungrily on her breast. The sweet taste of her milk encouraged me to continue suckling despite the fact that I was feeling pretty full. Now that Christina was producing milk, I found myself drinking more often from her breast than from a bottle. Christina then removed her nipple before putting me over her shoulder and gently started to rub my back. As I rested my head on her shoulder, I saw Samantha on the sofa opposite, asleep in her mother’s arms. She was sucking peacefully on her dummy whilst her thick nappy poked out from underneath her baby pink dress. It had been just over a year since my life with Christina had started yet my love for Samantha had never changed. She would stay with me and Christina most days whenever her mother had to work. Occasionally she stayed overnight which was always so much fun. ‘Good boy’, smiled Christina, ‘that was a big burp today’. I had been so distracted by Samantha that I hadn’t even realised I’d burped. After having a dummy put into my mouth, I held onto Christina tightly as she lifted me up and carried me over to my playpen. She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before placing me inside. I instantly began playing with my building blocks. Although I had a pair of mittens attached to my hands, I had figured out how to play with my toys without the use of my fingers. My bonnet and mittens had become a part of my everyday outfit and I had gotten used to wearing them. Suddenly my mother entered the room with three mugs of coffee. ‘Phew’, she exclaimed as she placed the mugs onto the table, ‘someone needs changing’. ‘Sorry’, apologised Samantha’s mother, ‘I think Samantha might have filled her nappy’. Just like myself, Samantha was now fully dependant on nappies. It had taken just over five months for her to become incontinent. In the beginning she had begged her mother to potty train her but after being refused, Samantha eventually accepted that she needed to wear nappies full time. I looked over at her and smiled. Despite the fact that she had messed herself, Samantha seemed blissfully unaware and remained asleep in her mother’s arms. I went back to playing with my blocks whilst the grown-ups drank their coffee. ‘How are Samantha’s bowel movements doing now?’ asked my mother. ‘Much better’, replied Samantha’s mother, ‘I’ve started giving her that new prune purée baby food a few times a week’. ‘Ooh I think I’ve seen that in the supermarket’, Christina added, ‘is it any good?’ ‘It’s amazing’, Samantha’s mother replied, ‘it’s really made Samantha’s bowel movements so much softer which is a lot easier to clean up’. The three women laughed. I zoned in and out of their conversation as I remained in my playpen. The grown-ups would usually talk to each other as if Samantha and I were real babies. They’d been doing it for so long now that I was almost starting to believe it. Suddenly, I heard Samantha crying loudly as she woke up from her nap. ‘Ooh dear’, cooed Samantha’s mother, ‘I’d better go and change this stinky bum’. She picked up the dummy that had fallen out and placed it back into her daughter’s mouth before carrying her upstairs. I wondered if Samantha was alright and decided I wanted to get out of the playpen. ‘Mama’, I cried, ‘me get out’. ‘Aw do you want to get out sweetheart?’ my mother asked. I nodded enthusiastically. Christina came over and lifted me out of the playpen before placing me onto the floor. ‘Come here sweetheart’, my mother cooed and held her arms open. I got onto my hands and knees and started crawling over to her. I had started to crawl more and more over the last few weeks. Although I could still walk, I didn’t really need to. Most of the time I was either carried, strapped into my highchair, sat in my playpen, strapped into my stroller, locked in my crib or was just sat playing on the floor. Walking didn’t seem a necessity anymore. I crawled over into my mother’s awaiting arms. She instantly wrapped her arms around me and lifted me onto her lap. ‘Aw did my widdle Jakey want a cuddle?’ she asked. I nodded and sucked hungrily on my dummy as I lay in my mother’s arms. Christina started rubbing her chest. ‘Are you alright?’ my mother asked. ‘Yeah’, she smiled, ‘just a bit sore from all the feeding’. ‘Ooh well, looks like I’ll have to take over for a bit’, giggled my mother. Both Christina and my mother had started taking a light dose of medication that had helped them to begin lactating. I certainly felt like a lucky baby with all of the different breasts to choose from. Just then, I heard the nursery door open and saw Samantha’s mother carrying her daughter down the stairs. ‘All better?’ my mother asked Samantha. Samantha nodded and was now looking a lot happier. ‘Would you and Jake like to watch Bluey?’ Christina asked. Both Samantha and I nodded enthusiastically. My mother put me down onto the carpet where Samantha was then placed next to me. Christina turned on the TV. Soon, the familiar sound of the Bluey theme tune started and I felt a big grin appear on my face. Christina gave us both a bottle of juice before sitting down. As we watched Bluey, the grown-ups started chatting again. ‘I’ve seen you’ve got a new brand of nappies in the nursery’, said Samantha’s mother. ‘Oh yes I bought them online, they’re really good’, replied Christina, ‘I can show you them if you’d like’. With that, Christina and Samantha’s mother headed upstairs. ‘I’m going to go and wash these mugs up’, my mother said to us, ‘I’ll only be in the kitchen if you need me’. Samantha and I barely acknowledged what she had said as we continued watching TV. After a while, I looked over at Samantha who was looking cuter and more adorable every day. ‘Me wuv you’, I babbled through my dummy. Samantha turned to me and giggled. ‘Me wuv you too’, she smiled. She took out her dummy before pulling mine out as well. Samantha leant in and kissed me on the lips. Despite the drool around her mouth, the kiss felt amazing and reminded me of just how much I really loved her. She wrapped her arms around me and gave me a cuddle. A kiss and a cuddle were as romantic as we were able to be with each other but it was more than enough. Even if we were allowed to do anything sexual, I couldn’t remember the last time I’d had an erection. I wasn’t entirely confident that my body could remember how to have one anyway. Samantha then picked up her bottle and drank some of her juice. I did the same although due to my mittens, I had to use both of my hands to pick it up. ‘Juice is yummy’, Samantha said excitedly before being distracted again by the TV. Juice and milk were the only two things that we drank. I did miss having a can of pop every now and then but by now I was accustomed to drinking either from a bottle or a breast. After another episode of Bluey, Samantha and I spent the rest of the afternoon in the playpen. I had originally disliked being in my playpen but now that I was inside it daily, the playpen felt like another one of my safe places. Samantha had brought her favourite teddy bear with her. Using the building blocks, we built a house for her teddy and my dinosaur to live together. I often wondered if Samantha and I would have lived together if we hadn’t of given up our adulthood. It didn’t matter anyway as I knew that we were both a lot happier as babies. Eventually, I was called in for my dinner. Samantha usually had her dinner afterwards as we only had one highchair. She stayed with her mother in the living room and was fed a bottle of juice whilst I crawled into the kitchen. As I made my way over to the highchair, I raised my arms and waited to be picked up. Christina came over and lifted me into the highchair before strapping me in. ‘What for din dins?’ I asked whilst sounding no older than a three-year-old. ‘You’ve got ‘Carrot and Sweet Potato’ today’, Christina smiled. It wasn’t my favourite flavour but it was nice enough. Christina placed down a bowl that was filled to the top with the familiar orange gloop. One jar of baby food never seemed to fill me up and so I now had two jars instead. After having a bib tied around my neck, Christina scooped up a big spoonful of baby food and brought it to my mouth. I opened my mouth and wrapped it around the spoon before letting the orange gloop slide down my throat. Just like a real baby, I always somehow managed to get a lot of it onto my bib. Even when I was really trying not to, I would still end up with baby food around my mouth and down my bib. Christina was always on hand to wipe my mouth. It was just another indication that I was now more of an infant than I had ever been. After dinner, my mother looked out of the window. ‘It looks beautiful out there’, she said, ‘the sun will be setting soon’. ‘Maybe we could have a nice little evening stroll’, suggested Samantha’s mother. ‘I’m not sure’, replied my mother, ‘it’s getting late and I know how cranky Jake can get’. ‘Me wanna go’, I babbled through my dummy. ‘Me too’, added Samantha. ‘I’m up for it’, said Christina. With that, the adults prepared both of our strollers for our walk. Samantha’s stroller was pink and was covered in stickers of teddy bears. I was almost jealous of it and wished that my stroller had stickers on it. Samantha and I were strapped into our strollers just as Christina opened the door. ‘Off we go then’, she beamed. - It really was very lovely outside. The season of Spring was almost at an end and Summer was just around the corner. There was hardly anyone around, not that I noticed as I started playing with my dinosaur. ‘Do you know something?’ said Samantha’s mother. ‘What’s that?’ my mother replied. ‘I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of this’, Samantha’s mother said, ‘being a full time Mummy is the best job in the world’. The grown-ups all laughed. ‘To be honest, I don’t think these two will ever get tired of it either’, Christina giggled. Samantha and I were blissfully unaware of the conversation that the grown-ups were having. As I relaxed in my stroller, I felt my nappy growing warm as I started wetting myself. I looked over at Samantha who was happily playing with her teddy bear. She noticed me looking at her. Samantha took out her dummy and blew me a kiss. I returned the gesture whilst grinning behind my dummy. ‘Me gone wee wee’, I babbled. ‘Aw have you got a wet nappy?’ Christina asked as she bent down to look at me. I nodded. ‘It’s alright sweetheart’, she cooed, ‘we won’t be out too much longer, then we can give you a nice warm bath, put you in a fresh clean nappy and get you tucked into your crib for the night. Does that sound like a plan?’ ‘Yeth Auntie’, I smiled. ‘Good boy’, she replied. As the five of us walked off into the sunset, it looked like it was going to be another amazing summer. The End Thank you once again to everyone who has read this story. I have been overwhelmed by all of the kind comments and feedback. To be honest, I could keep this story going forever but I feel that I would only be repeating myself. Jake is completely at peace with himself and is loving every moment of his life. I can't think of a happier ending Thanks again x -
By cute little kokiri girl · Posted
When they got downstairs and into the dining room Emily was put in Madison's high chair, Camila then removed the mittens, but not the booties or plastic pants, "Well I can remove the plastic pants, but the booties do have to stay on just for a bit so you can learn how to crawl but if you're a good girl I'll remove them and let you toddle around but only with Madison holding your hand." When Madison came in she sat on her booster seat as her mommy left, not just to get the food but to give her two little girls from privacy. -
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