dontyouloveyourmommy

Grace towered over Jesse, folding her arms over her chest. "You're not going to take it, are you?" She bent down in front of him and grabbed hold of his face, squeezing her cheeks in her grasp. "You don't have a choice, Jesse. You're a baby, you're mine. You're not going anywhere." She picked him up by his romper and held him out in front of her like the wiggling little worm he was. "I love you, Jesse, and I know you've been through a hard time. I don't want to hurt you and I know this is going to be an adjustment. So I want to give you choices, I don't want to be like your mother or Hank or those bullies." Grace carried him to the crib and dropped him inside, handing him his bunny. "I can spank you for what you just did and then you can spend the rest of your day in your crib. This isn't how I want to handle this. I want us to have fun. The second option, is you let mama breast feed you and we forget tha this ever happened. You don't have to blindly be okay with everything, but if you cooperate it, it'll be so much easier. You'll get more freedoms. So, you tell me, what's it going to be?"

"No, in 10 years, you'll be barely an adult. Maybe even then you'll only be 10 years old and I'll have you sleeping in a race car bed. And as for school, I'll start home schooling you when the time feels right. For now, you need to worry about being a baby again and letting Mama take care of you." She stroked his cheek. "Oh, but you are a baby! You wet your diaper, you got bathed by auntie, you even let me spank that wittle tush tush." She tapped his nose. "You're a mama's boy, yes you are." She giggled when he blocked her breast with his bunnny. "Aww, does someone need some help." She moved his bunny and sat it on his lap, before picking up her breast with one hand. With the other, she opened his mouth wide enough to shove it in. "Now you suckle and have your breakfast like a good little bun bun."

"Why would I go out with a big bully turned sissy baby?" Britney mocked. She finished taking pictures and pulled his diaper back up. "There, that's all done." She flipped him over and cuddled him like he was a real big baby. "Now, who wants to make their mommy a nice picture to say you're sorry for being such a bad baby?" She pinched his cheek and carried him to the craft table. Britney strapped his back to the chair and pulled out some finger paint, along with some paper. "And if you get any on your uniform, I pick out a new outfit for you!"

"I made it look like a baby's, because that's what you are! Mama's baby boy." She smiled. "Yes, baby boy," Grace cooed. "This is needed. You're just a little boy. This is your reality for the next few years. Eventually, I'll potty train you and start letting you be a bit bigger. But you won't be ready to leave Mama for the next 10 years at least, if not longer! Who knows, maybe you'll always need your mama." She scoffed. "No, skateboarding is too dangerous! Your new favorite ride will be your stroller, yes it will." She lifted him into her arms. "You're chubby, but you're still used to that yucky big people food. Mama needs to show you what it's like to have some healthy baby food. So, come here." She handed him his bunny and carried him to the rocking chair, settling down with him in her arms. "I used to feed you baby bottles but those would be horrid for you. Breast is best." She unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her engorged breasts. She stroked his cheek. "Drink up, my little sunflower. Come have some of Mommy's milk. Then we can have some oatmeal for breakfast."

Grace frowned. “Oh my baby boy, auntie is so sorry that happened to you.” She snuggled her cheek against his. “Don’t you worry, that mean man will never hurt you again. Auntie will protect you, you’re not going back to your mom. I’ll be your new mommy.” She smiled. “That’s right, I’m Mama now. Can my little bun bun say Ma-Ma?” She stood him up quickly and spanked his bottom ten times. “We do not swear! Naughty baby! Do that again and Mama will make it so you can’t talk at all.” She sat him back down and put some special shampoo in his hair. It’d make it short and fine like a real baby’s, while clearing up any rashes. She shielded his eyes with one hand, dumping some water over with a small cup. She repeated the process until it was all out. His hair was now like a baby’s, still there but barely noticeable, especially as he was a blonde. ”don’t you just look darling!” She squeezed his chubby cheeks and pulled the drain on the tub. Grace picked him up, wrapped him in a yellow towel and carried him into the nursery. She laid him onto the changing table and rubbed baby oil all over his body, adding some rash cream to his tush. ”Can’t have you getting a rash,” she cooed, powdering it and sliding a diaper under it. “There we are.” She taped it up and grabbed the onesie she had left out. It was a blue polo with a mock pair of overalls on the front with an elephant in the center. She put it on him, snapping up the crotch. Next came the blue booties that wouldn’t allow him to walk. “D’awww, who’s my wittle bun bun?”

"Babies don't take showers! They take bubble baths, it gets them nice and scrubby dubby clean," Grace coed. "I know it's weird but it's what you need." She had started the bath when he brought up Hank. She raised an eyebrow. "Hank? Your mother's boyfriend? She told me that she dumped him awhile ago." Grace should've known better. "What did that awful man do, baby boy?" Grace lowered him into the tub and grabbed hold of the body wash. She started scrubbing his skin softly with a ducky washcloth, covering every inch of his body. She washed his balls carefully, being just as tedious as she had with his diaper change. After that, Grace spread his butt cheeks apart to clean on the inside. She wanted a squeaky clean baby. Next, she got to work on any body hair he might have, shaving it all off so he looked like the chubby baby boy that she was determined to treat him as. She got to his back and began to scrub that down very well. "Now let's wash this hair."

"Damn straight you'll be good, or your mommy and I will spank you silly." She thwapped his bottom repeatedly, accenting her words with the paddle. "Did you know she made me your personal babysitter? So if she needs to go out, I can come over. And maybe I'll wear my tight mini skirt, the one I wore to that party where you kept trying to grind on me." She laid down five more smacks. "And I'll bring Jason. My boyfriend. He's looking forward to see you as the sissy little baby you are." She dropped the paddle and pulled out her phone, taking a picture of his bright red ass.

Britney smiled. "That's a good girl." She pinched his cheek and grabbed the paddle. It had deep red letters imprinted onto it that read "Naughty Baby", so it'd leave them behind on his ass. She walked over to the overstuffed recliner and sat down, pulling him over her lap. "You're going to get 50, you naughty, naughty baby. And I want you to thank me for this, because you deserve it." Britney thwapped his bottom with the paddle five times in quick succession.

"Oh, but you do deserve this, Jamie," Britney cooed. "You were such a big boy, making fun of my baby brother. You called him all sorts of names and now look at you." She pulled up his dress, then dropped his diaper to his knees. She took a portion of his ass into her hands and squeezed. "But now look at you. Pissing and shitting your diapers like a real baby girl. Wearing a dress. At least Benjamin is a nice, good friend. You're a terrible person, a bad, bad boy." She smacked his caged penis, then his bottom. "Now, I'm going to ask you again, Betsy Wetsy. What do you think you deserve? The strap? The paddle? Maybe a belt? Or maybe we can go outside and you can pick a switch off the tree. That's what my dad when I was a naughty little girl. And of course if I picked the smallest branch, I got beat with the bigger one, twice as hard. But that'd be nice, it's beautiful weather. I could spank this little hiney," she smacked his bottom again. "In the quad."

"Awww, look at this little girl," Britney cooed. She lifted him up into her arms and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Such a sissy baby, aren't you? Look at this pretty dress and your pink diapeys!" She stuck her hand down his pants and smirked at the chastity belt. "This is just what a sissy baby like you needs, isn't it?" She bounced him up and down, her own boobs bouncing along side him. "Oh, I bet you'd do anything to get these titties, wouldn't you?" She cooed. "But you're just a little baby, yes you are. And in fact, you've been a naughty baby." She squeezed his penis within the belt, hard, not in a way to cause arousal. "I really should rip this off and make you the sissy baby that you deserve. But instead..." She carried him to the punishment corner and showed him the impliments. "You pick out what Brit-Brit will spank you with."

"Awww, does someone not want to crawl to Miss Britney?" Britney cooed. She took a few steps forward. "You look so cute, Jamie-Jame. You're wearing such pretty pink diapeys and a cute wittle dress! Oh, I just want to pinch those cheekies!" She fake pouted. "But how can I when you're so far away? Are you being a bad girl, Jamie? I would hate to have to tell your mommy how bad you're being." She started bouncing in place so her boobs bounced up and down, she was wearing a red and black bra beneath her white shirt. "Do I have to give you an insentive to come to Miss Britney? Hmmm, what'll make this sissy baby girl come to her new babysitter?" She looked around and found a bottle of water that had been left out. She took a long sip of it, letting out an "ahhhh" when she was done. She then let some drip down her shirt. "Oh no, looks like I'm all wet." She started unbuttoning her top, fanning herself and rubbing her breast. "You sure you don't want to come to Miss Britney?"

"The police," Isabelle laughed. "Yeah, right. You don't even have your phone. And your daddy wants this. He misses his baby girl. You want to act like a lazy baby, that's just how we'll treat you." Isabelle slid up some locking diaper panties, leaving her diapers inaccesible to her. She grabbed hold of a white dress with hot pink sleeves and a tiny pink bow in the middle. Pink, red and white strawberries are all over the dress. Isabelle slid it over her head and got to work on her hair. She arranged it into two braids, held by pink ribbon. Pink baby mittens and matching booties were applied to her hands and feet. "Aww, you look so precious." She pinched her cheeks and unstrapped her, cuddling her close.

Grace woke up herself around the same time Jesse did. She looked through the baby monitor and smiled as he rolled around. She got up and walked into the nursery. "Good morning, Bun Bun," she cooed. "How was your sleep?" Grace sniffed the air. "Uh oh, someone's a little stinkers." Grace reached down and scooped him up, pressing kisses to her face. "I think we should give you a bath, when's the last time you were properly bathed?" Grace carried him over to the changing table and laid him down. She stripped off his rabbit onesie and started pretending to nibble on his stomach and neck. "Yum, yum, who's a cute little one?" She untaped his diaper and waved the air. "P.U, stinky butt." She lifted his ankles up and wiped his bottom, making sure to get into all the nooks and crannies of his bottom, folds and balls. "There we go, I remember changing your diapey when you were a baby the first time. I believe you weren't potty trained until you were 4. You'd wear a onesie just like that one and I'd change you, feeding you babas. You were always auntie's little bunbun. What happened to that?" She finished wiping him down and threw away the dirty stuff. "Come back to auntie." She picked his naked body up and carried him into the bathroom. Grace turned on the tap and grabbed hold of some rose scented bubbles, throwing them in. She went back to giving him kisses and nibbles. "You are so delicious."

"It is really needed, because you're just a little baby. And I'm sure you'd rather be spanked, but these are so much comfier." She pressed kisses to his fingers. "Such a chubby little bunny." Grace picked him back up and snuggled him for a moment. "Okay Bunny, it's time for nappy-bye." She adjusted his pacifier and clipped a rope to it so he wouldn't lose it if he spit it out. She carried him over to the crib and lowered him inside, pressing a kiss to his forehead. "Night night. If you need me, I'll be doing some chores. Get lots of rest." She tapped his nose. Grace covered him with a heavy knit blanket that she had made herself. She tucked his old stuffed rabbit under his arm. He always slept with it when he stayed at her house. After one last cheek pinch, she shut the lights and turned on a nightlight. Grace headed out of the room and started setting up the rest of the house. A high chair was built and put up in the kitchen. A playpen was set up in the living room with a lot of baby toys sprinkled throughout. She changed the TV so there was a child lock on there. Grace then set up an exersaucer and a baby swing. In her own room, she set up a bassinet, just in case he regressed further back and needed to be close to auntie. Sliding onto the couch, she took a funny looking pill. Come afternoon, she could breastfeed him just as he needed.

"Oh, you want Miss Janine to hold you? Are you Miss Janine's special little helper? That is so sweet!" Janine pinched his cheeks again, just to annoy him. "Unfortanately, I have to tend to the other babies, so you will have to go on the floor and play." She lowered him onto the playmat with some of the other babies and gave him some of the rubber blocks. "Stack-ah, stack-ah," she cooed. She grabbed his pacifier and put it back in his mouth. Janine went back to tend to another "baby" who was misbehaving. She began spanking him with the paddle, showing Jamie just what his future could be if he misbehaved. After 15 minutes, the door opened and Britney walked in. One of the other teachers stepped forward. "Hey Britney! I thought you were doing your work in the other nursery." "The dean said I could do it in here." She smiled at James. "Awww, there's my Jamie-girl! Come on, crawl to Britney, crawl to Britney!"

"You must be hungry, you slept all through lunch," Janine cooed. "Aww, aren't you just precious? I remember when you were 5 years old and still in the other nursery. You kicked up such a fuss about getting out of diapeys, and your mommy had to come in to breast feed you. You'd cry and cry unless she did. Such a wittle mama's boy. But now you're mommy's baby girl and she'll do anything for you. She'd come breast feed you now but her milky hasn't come in yet. Maybe tonight! Won't that be fun!" Janine held him until he finished his bottle. "There we go, all done! You're going to get nice and chubby, I can tell. You were such a chubby little kid, should be that way the second time around." She adjusted him on her lap so he would give her a nice big burp. "Good girl! Who's my good girl? I think Jamie is!" She pinched his cheek. "Now, you have two options so choose wisely. Do you want to go in the baby swing and hang out or do you want to place on the floor with the other babies?"

Grace smiles as Jesse yawns and sniffles from his seat. He looks just like the baby boy she's retraining him to be. "I'll be done soon, darling. Don't worry, then you can take a nice nappy-poo. Doesn't that sound nice?" Once Grace is done, she lifts him up and cuddles him close in her arms, patting his bare bottom. With his face sandwiched in her chest, she thinks of the pills she's been taking, he'll be ready for them soon enough. She carried him into his new nursery and laid him onto the changing table. The first thing she did was take off his shirt. "Look at my handsome little man," she coos, stroking his chin. "Who's my chubba bubba?" She pressed a kiss to his lips as if he were a real baby. Grace powdered his bottom and then grabbed a big white fluffy diaper. She lifted his ankles up into the air and slid the diaper under his bum. She massaged some lotion onto his red hiny, rubbing it in nice and good. "Let's get this on so my little Duckling doesn't have an accident." She tapes it on nice and tight. Next come the locking diaper panties. They're plastic, light blue and see through. She locked them on top of his diaper. "So we don't get any funny ideas, my little bun bun." She gave him another kiss. Next came the bunny onesie. It had a butt flap for diaper checks and snapped at the crotch. It came complete with a hood that had little bunny ears. "When you were a baby," she explained, dressing him. "You were Auntie's little bun bun and now you're going to be that again." She put a new pacifier in, this one shaped like a carrot. She squeezed his cheeks, then his bottom. "Who's the cutest snuggle bunny?"

While James slept, everything was changed for him. His room at home was transformed into a bubble gum pink nursery with lots of pretty dresses and onesies for him to wear. A diaper delivery service was scheduled and his mom began taking lactating pills so he could breastfeed. After a couple of hours, Janine went back around to the crib. "Wakey wakey, Jamie, she cooed. "You've taken a long nap." She lifted him from the crib and sniffed his bottom, grabbing the front. "Someone needs a change! Oh well, that can wait until after your num num time!" She tapped him on the nose and carried him over to the kitchen area. She took out a bottle and fixed him one with their special formula. It would keep him full for a bit, but would weaken his arms and legs so he couldn't run away. She tied a frilly pink bib to his neck that read "Mommy's Girl". She sat down in a rocking chair and removed his pacifier. "Open wide, here comes your baba."

"Oh, I can do this. You see, you're just a sissy baby girl, you can't call the shots." Janine smirked down at him, stroking his chasity belt. "This is much better, this shows just what a sissy baby you are." She taped his diaper back on and then grabbed a pair of bright pink plastic diaper panties. She slid them up his legs and locked them into place. "That way you don't get any funny ideas about playing with your diapers." She lifted him back up from the table and pinched his cheek. "You've had quite the morning. I think it's naptime." She carried him over to the rows of cribs and found one decked out in the most girl stuff. It had pink sheets, lots of stuffed animals and a ballerina mobile. She lowered him into it and pressed a button on the wall, causing a barred top to go over it. Through the bars, she stuck his pacifier back in and patted his diapered rump, causing the diaper to crinkle. A sound machine was flicked on. "Night night, Jamie. See you when you wake up."

Grace carressed his cheek. "I know, honey, being a bad boy has consequences and that hurts. Don't worry, Auntie is right here. Now, let's finish up this punishment." She resumed spanking him with the spoon, turning his bottom from pink to bright red. Finally, she finished and cradled him in her arms. She removed the soap and handed him the cup of milk for him to wash his mouth out with. "There we go, that's a good boy, that's a good boy." She rocked him for a bit and then put him down on a wooden stool, with his bare bottom down. She grabbed a pacifier from her purse and put it in his mouth. It was baby blue and read "Poopy Prince" on the front. She tied his hair back into a ponytail and went into the bathroom, returning with some scissors. She cut off the ponytail, letting it fall to the floor. She got to work on the rest of his hair, trimming it so it was nice and short, styling it so it was curly and very babyish. "Isn't this just darling?" She cooed, pinching his cheeks. "Now, I think you can sit there for a bit while I clean up, then we will get you in some new clothes." She ruffles his newly cut hair and gets to work, sweeping then cleaning up the mess from his snack. She puts the celery in a zip lock bag to serve with his next meal.

“Damn straight you’ll be good,” Janine told him. “If you misbehave again, I’ll let your little crush spank you.” She smacked his penis. “How pathetic. You’re a pathetic little girl.” Janine spanked him for a few more minutes before dragging him by the ear to the changing table. She put him on top and grabbed hold of a chastity belt. ”This is for sissy little babies who can’t be trusted.” She slid the belt around his waist and clicked the tube into place. “Now you can’t play with yourself, you little baby girl.”

Isabelle grabbed hold of Lily. "You're not going anywhere." She lifted her with ease and laid her back onto the changing table. Using straps, she strapped her wrists and ankles to the table. Isabelle removed her jeans, taking down her underwear next. "Skid marks, oh Lily. What a naughty little girl you are. I guess you need Mama to wipe your bottom from now on. I was going to put you in big girl panties, but we might need something else." She wiped her bottom and then sprinkled some baby powder onto it. She taped a big, fluffy diaper onto her bottom. "Aww, look at you, I can see what your daddy meant. He said when you were little, you looked so cute in your diapeys."

"Your things? Oh, well I put them away." Isabelle grinned. "Would you like to see your new room? I decorated it just how your daddy said you would like it. He'll be home later on, by the way. He's so excited to see his little Lily-Pad." She pinched her cheek and lead her up the stairs to her new room, decked out all in pink, the bed with guard rails. "I worked so hard on this. Lots of pink, and of course all your old toys are down from the attic. Oh, and we have a changing table, it's all fit just for the little princess that you need to be." She crossed to the closet and grabbed a pair of pink gingham overalls and a white onesie with a peter pan collar. "Hop up onto the changing table and Mama will get you changed."

"Swearing, Jamie? I think you know better than that. It's time for a spanking, young lady," Janine told him. "If you weren't a baby, you wouldn't be throwing such a tantrum," Fiona pointed out. She kissed his cheek. "Be good or Miss Janine or you'll get a spanking at home too." She walked out of the nursery, smiling. Janine carried James over to the punishment corner and sat in a chair. "Since you're new at this, I will spank you with my hand. If you keep this up, you get the paddle." She pulled him over her lap and flipped up his dress, pulling down his diaper. She smacked his behind once, then twice. "We do not swear here, little girl, and we don't even use our big kid words. From now on, when you're here, you talk like a baby or you are spanked. We need to start you from the beginning." She smacked his bottom hard, turning it from pale white to nice and pink, like the ribbons in his hair. "You are a bad, bad baby girl and I'm going to make sure you become the good girl your mommy wants."

Isabelle shook her head at how rude Lily had been when she came into the house. That would not be tolerated. She picked up the bag and carried it out into the garage. She went through all the clothes and began to separate them. Some would go to charity, other pieces would be thrown away as they were just too out of shape to be given away. She set the boxes on a high shelf and went back into the kitchen. She made Lily a snack for when she ultimately came downstairs: apple slices and a sippy cup of milk. Knowing Lily would be in shcok when she saw her new room, she went upstairs and put up the safety rails on the bed. She sat in the rocking chair, grinning.