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Kara on instinct started to suck on the nipple and was rewarded with the sweet taste of milk and started to make cute suckling noises as she did and cooed while she was rocked. After about 5 minutes her bottle was completely empty and was already asleep in the woman's arms and was snoring softly

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Thank you for the recommendation @Stroller. Unfortunately they're out of stock of the medium size, but they do seem ideal. I'll keep a watch on occasion. Isn't that something! 🤔. I can't say that I like the look of them at all. I'll keep the suggestion in the back of my mind while I order some of the babykins ones.

Hey all! Here's chapter 4. Jimmy's had a rough day, and he gets some much needed R&R, but not before learning his place under Billy's firm hand. PDF attached for those who want it. I hope ya like it! Would love to hear your thoughts if you do!  Babied by Billy By Champ (Patreon.com/ChampTehOtter)  Chapter 4: Sleepover  My dreams were strange. I saw myself walking around campus in just a diaper, but no one seemed to care. Then, in biology 101, I found myself on a table at the front of the lecture hall as Professor Billy began changing my diaper in front of the class.  “Now class, today we’re going to learn how to change Jimmy’s diaper. There will be a test so pay close attention!”  I tried to get away but found myself unable to move and as I began to cry out, a giant pacifier was shoved in my mouth. Everyone began to laugh as my diaper was taken off revealing my baby-sized dick. I began spraying pee everywhere, and the whole desk got wetter and wetter as pee started to flow over the sides and onto the floor. “And that’s why you should always bring a spare diaper!” said Billy, smirking at my lack of control. “Isn’t that right little Jimmy? Little Jimmy? Little Jimmy?” I shook my head as if to clear his words from my mind, and as I did, I began to come back to earth. “Wakey, wakey, little Jimmy. Naptime is over!” I came to full awareness once again. I was in an unfamiliar room in just a diaper and a T-shirt that said ‘Waddle Monster’ with my favorite pacifier clipped to the front. My blanket had fallen to the side, leaving my diaper completely exposed. I was obviously very wet – I could feel the swollen padding forcing my legs apart and I could see that the wetness indicator had mostly dissolved away. My hands were locked into pink mitts making them useless, and Billy was on his knees next to the low bed. “Is Jimmy ready for din dins?” I found myself nodding my head thanks to Jimmy’s earlier suggestion. “Good, because I brought hims his favorite! A big bottle of formula!” He gave me a nasty grin as he held up an oversized baby bottle and I just groaned. I was hoping for real food, but I was very thirsty, so I just reached for it. He batted my hands away and shoved the bottle into my mouth. “That’s big brother’s job. Now drink it all up, pisspants, so you can grow up nice and big.” The first swig was something awful! Like cardboard and old multivitamins. I pushed away the bottle and spit it out, trying to get the taste out of my mouth. “What the fuck is that dude?! That’s nasty!”    Billy frowned and shook his head. “Talking back already? I’m gonna have to teach you how to behave, aren’t I?” He picked up a thin silicon paddle from a hook beside the bed and pulled me into his lap before I could get away. “I’m going to give you a spanking whether you like or not and you’re not going to move a muscle til I’m finished, is that understood?” I nodded, automatically going limp in his lap, unable to move. “Good. You’re gonna need this.” Once again, the pacifier was shoved into my mouth and I immediately began sucking on it without control. He pulled down the back of my diaper. I shuddered as the cold air hit my skin and squeezed my eyes shut as I awaited the inevitable. I felt him raise his hand, but it did not come down. Instead he let the seconds stretch out torturously. “This is for cursing… spitting out your food… and yelling at your big bro,” he said, pausing to give each offense its proper weight. Then he brought the paddle sharply down. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. I screamed into my pacifier as tendrils of fire leapt from the points of impact, continuing to burn well after each strike. “Let’s make this simple.” SMACK. “When I speak, you listen.” SMACK. “In fact, from now on you will do whatever I say whether I’m here or not.” SMACK. “Because you’re my baby bitch.” SMACK. He brought the paddle down with each emphasized word to bring the point home. “You will wear whatever I put on you, eat and drink whatever I feed you, and do whatever I tell you without complaint.” SMACK SMACK SMACK. “You are no longer a grownup. You are a little boy. And little boys do as they’re told.” SMACK SMACK SMACK.  He lowered his paddle, and I tried to catch my breath between sobs. My butt was radiating white hot heat and my face was red and tear stained.  “Now you will drink your bottle like a good little boy, and you will thank me for the privilege, am I understood?” I nodded as tears streamed down my face. He pulled out my pacifier and raised the paddle high as if daring me to contradict him. “Say ‘Yes, big bro, I understand.’” “Yes, big bro, I understand!” “Now say, I’m your baby bitch and I will do whatever you say.” “I’m your baby bitch and I will do whatever you say!” “Now beg me to keep you in diapers, and treat you like a big baby from now on. And do it in baby talk.” I cried hard at this one, but he lifted the paddle again and fear made all the words come tumbling out in a rush. “Pweeze, big bwo, keep me in diapows and tweat me wike a big baby fwom now on! I’ll be a good widdow boy and dwink my ba-ba, I pwomise!” That seemed to satisfy him because he pulled my diaper back up and let me off his lap. “Yeah, that’s what I thought, bitch. That’s how you I want you to talk all the time. And since you obviously love your baby treatment so much, I guess I’ll have to give you what you asked for.” He smiled and squeezed the front of my diaper which had gotten considerably wetter during the spanking. “Looks like someone really needs a change.” he teased, and he held up the bottle. “Now be a good boy for your big brother Billy and drink up, and you’ll get a nice fresh diapee, you big dork.” When he brought the bottle to my lips again, I eagerly sucked the formula down, ignoring the taste as best I could. “Get used to it, baby boy, because I’ve just decided this is all you’re getting for the rest of the week. It’ll help you pack on some baby fat to cover up that lousy excuse for a six pack you have down here.” He patted my belly which let out an ominous gurgle as I continued to gulp down the disgusting liquid. “Besides, I like to watch little wimps like you squirm!”  Eventually I finished the bottle, and Billy moved to untape my diaper. He grabbed the wipes and carefully cleaned off every inch of my crotch and butt, taking time to savor my discomfort as he once again teased me about my tiny baby dick. “You know how I know you’re not a man? A real man wouldn’t let another man put him back in diapers and treat him like a baby.” He balled up the old diaper and tossed it aside, only to slide an even thicker one under my butt, with a thick soaker in the middle to bulk it up. “You’re a little super soaker, so you’re gonna have to wear heavy protection like this from now on, especially at night.” He rubbed in baby oil and powder with just as much painstaking attention as the wipes. My face was beet red as the babyish scents mingled in the air to overpower my own masculine odors. After he brought the bulky garment up between my legs and secured it snugly, he turned toward the front of the room and said “Smile for the camera Jimmy! Your fans want to see your cute lil face!” My stomach dropped as he pulled up the live feed on his phone and I immediately tried to cover up my huge diaper with my mittened hands as the camera caught my horrified expression. “If any of you see this dweeb around campus, give him a diaper check for me, will ya? Gotta make sure the little soaker is staying padded like a good boy!” He used a remote to end the feed as the comments piled in. “I think that’s enough streaming for tonight. You did pretty good so I guess I can let you stay up with the big boys until your babysitter shows up, how does that sound?” I was still getting over the shock of my public humiliation, so I just let out a pathetic whine and covered my face. “Tch. No need to thank me, loser. Let’s go.” He grabbed my arm and hauled me out of the room and into the living room where David was flipping through Newflix. I tried unsuccessfully to hide behind Billy, but David didn’t seem surprised to see me at all. “Hey, Davey! Did ya pick a movie yet?” asked Billy, ruffling my friend’s perfectly kempt hair before flopping onto the sofa and pulling me into his lap. “Hey, watch the ‘do dude! I’m still trying to choose between ‘SplatterHouse V’ and ‘Captains of the Dead’.” “Ooh,” I jumped up suddenly feeling excited to see a movie that wasn’t a year out of date. “Captains of the dead! I’ve been wanting to see that one!” “Nobody asked your opinion, little boy.” Said Billy, pulling me back into his lap. “And that’s not baby talk.” “Sowwee, big bwo.” “That’s better.” David gave a short laugh and looked me over more closely. “Wow, Jimmy, you’re really getting into this baby thing, aren’t you?” “He loves it!” Said Billy, “In fact, he asked me to treat him like this all the time, isn’t that right, Jimmy?” I immediately responded with a nod, not that I had much choice. David just raised his eyebrows. “Okay, dude, whatever you say!” “Forget the kid. Let’s go with ‘SplatterHouse V’, Davey.” “Fine, but would you knock it off with the Davey shit?” The movie started up and I was on the edge of Billy’s lap. I loved horror and action flicks, especially since I was never allowed to see them growing up. Almost immediately someone’s head was chopped off. I had to look away because of how realistic and bloody it was. I looked over to David to see his reaction and I caught him staring. I suddenly felt very naked and began to squirm in Billy’s lap in an effort to close my legs, but this just elicited a smack on the thigh and a warning to settle down. I had a hard time reading David’s look. He didn’t look sympathetic, more just… lost in thought. It was then that I noticed the huge erection tenting his shorts. What the hell was that for?! “Heyyy, dudes! Tank’s reporting for babysitting dutyyyy- Hold the phone! What manner of filth are you exposing our little one to?” Tank dropped his backpack and the oversized diaper bag he brought and put his hands on his hips in his best impression of a disapproving dad. “You should know he’s too little for this kind of stuff!” “Uh oh, the big man has spoken.” Said Billy, stopping the movie. “But it was just getting to the good part!” I whined. “No can do, kiddo,” said Tank. “That stuff’ll give you nightmares! Up we go.” He lifted me up from his friend’s lap despite my attempts to wiggle away, and he cradled me in his big arms. I tried to protest, but Tank just plucked up the paci dangling from my shirt, stuck it right in my mouth, and booped my nose, causing me to blush hard and feel really small. “Such a fussy little one. That’s how I know it’s your bedtime. Let’s get you upstairs and you can watch a more age-appropriate show before you go nini.” He carried me up to the spare bedroom and plopped me down on the bed. Then he proceeded to shuck off his pants and shoes, and his shirt, leaving him in just his boxers. He was a massive man, and I couldn’t help but stare at him, blushing slightly as I realized how close to naked he was. “Here kiddo, I’ve got something for you.” He handed me a teddy bear from the diaper bag. “His name is Theodore. He’s a good friend. He helped protect me from nightmares when I was little.” I took the proffered teddy and squeezed him tight. He smelled like Tank, and that calmed me down a bit. I tried hard to imagine Tank as little, and I just couldn’t picture it. He grabbed a VR headset from his backpack and set it down by the bed. “Scootch over, kiddo, and give Uncy Tank some room.” I scootched. He pulled me in close and gave me a big hug. He was so warm, and a bit soft, like there was a nice layer of padding over all those muscles. It felt nice. “There we go, little one. Just relax. I can’t believe they were going to let you watch that. Did it scare you, sweetie?” I only whined in response, feeling about two feet tall as he talked me right into baby space. “I know, I know, you still want to hang with the big boys. But you’re not a big boy and you have to stop thinking of yourself that way. You’re just a little cutie, and there’s nothing wrong that!”   I felt a fleshy tube poking into my back. He was hung like a horse! I blushed harder as he gave the front of my diaper a little squeeze.   “Hmm, still pretty dry, I see. I’ll have to get you a bottle for bedtime to help with that.”    I shook my head vigorously. I was still pretty full from my last bottle, but I had no opportunity to complain with the paci in my mouth and the mitts on my hands keeping me from pulling it out. Tank got up and grabbed my empty bottle. Then with a moment’s thought, he reached into his bag and pulled out a VR headset. He put it over my head, and suddenly I saw a colorful backdrop in front of me with a couple of logos hanging there – ‘CABS’ and ‘Fresh Start’ were prominent in the foreground. He lifted one of the headphones and I heard him speak softly into my ear while costumed actors began to dance onto the screen. As he spoke, his words sunk deep into my mind, radiating warmth through my body.  “You’re being such a good boy for your Uncle Tank. Look, your new favorite show is about to start. Just watch the funny characters, little one. Aren’t they fun? Uncy Tank will be right back with a bottle, so sit tight.” The outside world was shut out once again, and I was met with the last strains of a childish introduction song explaining who everyone was. It looked like a classic kid’s show, but I’d never seen it before. All the actors were dressed as animals wearing diapers, and I found myself mesmerized as they began to speak. “Today’s we’re going to talk about how great it is to wear diapers!” Said a cheerful looking chipmunk named Chester. “But that’s what we ALWAYS talk about,” said his giggly beaver companion, cueing laughter from an unseen audience. “Well, duh,” said Chester, “because diapers are AWESOME!” This was met with applause and cheers. Onto the stage walked a sad looking donkey in a saggy yellow diaper. “Why the long face, Dusty?” “I had an accident,” the donkey replied, sniffling. “I peed my diaper and I’m so ashamed!” “Oh is that all?” Chester let out a laugh at the foolish donkey’s concerns. “That’s nothing to be ashamed of, Dusty. That’s what diapers are for!” “I-it isn’t? T-they are?”  “Yeah, of course!” said Barry the beaver. “Diapers are there to catch your pee, so you don’t have to think about it. See? I’m peeing right now!” Everyone looked down at the Barry’s diaper and the camera zoomed in to show a visible yellow stain getting larger and larger, and beginning to drip on the floor. I felt the warm soft body of Tank slide up against me once more, and a moment later my pacifier was pulled out, and replaced by the bottle nipple. I began sucking rhythmically, automatically as I watched the show and Tank began rubbing my belly. “Wow, Barry! You did such a great job wetting your diaper!” Said Chester. “Why don’t we all try peeing right now?” I began to squirm a bit at how full my tummy and bladder felt from all that liquid, and almost as soon I noticed the pressure, I felt myself peeing into my diaper. Tank’s massive hand came down to cup the front of my diaper as it grew warmer, and I wanted to feel embarrassed, but I was so engrossed by the action of sucking, and the sensation of peeing, and the show, that my mind was too overwhelmed to focus on any one thing. The screen began to swirl adding to the confusion and that’s the last thing I remember. I woke up in the middle of peeing my diaper. It was dark, but I could tell I was no longer wearing the headset because I could hear Tank snoring in my ear. He had fallen asleep with his arm draping over me, his hand still resting on the front of my diaper. What had woken me up, though, was the urgent need to poop. I heard my stomach gurgling from all that formula, and I was immediately hit by a strong cramp. “Mmmf,” I grunted into my pacifier, fighting off the urge to go. I lifted his arm a bit and tried to scoot out from under it, but he shifted in his sleep and pulled me in tight again, mumbling to himself. The big lummox was dead to the world, and I was trapped! No matter how much I squirmed, I couldn’t seem to get away, and I couldn’t make any noise loud enough to rouse him with the pacifier in my mouth. I only lasted another minute or so before my muscles made the choice for me and I felt a stream of poop begin to exit from my backside. Exhausted from a battle I had already lost, I just allowed my butt to relax the rest of the way, and pretty soon I was actually pushing to get it all out of me. That felt so much better! I instantly regretted my decision as the smell reached my nose. This was so gross, but I had no way out, and Tank wasn’t showing any signs of life aside from his loud snoring. I just rested my head back on the pillow and tried to ignore the feeling as best I could, hugging Theodore close and sucking on my pacifier. That seemed to help because it wasn’t long before I drifted off to sleep once more. Babied by Billy Ch. 4 (2020).pdf