Graduate to Baby (Private for don'tyouloveyourmommy)

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Alice blushed as Wendy coo'd at her and told her what was going to be happening today, Alice found herself unable to respond that much with the way her mother was talking and guess'd that was part of the plan.

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"Yes," Wendy told her. "You have to take your pills. How else are we going to keep you this way? We can't risk you growing a back bone and leaving, now can we?" She realized that was a tad harsh, but she just had to press on. Her daughter could not get out of taking her pills and that was that. She needed her daughter to be as weak as possible.

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Alice was shocked at her mother's response and found herself becoming angry, angry that her mother was doing this to her, angry that she couldn't do anything about the situation except whine, whimper or throw a tantrum. Alice folded her arms across her chest and glared at Wendy. She didn't care that she looked childish, she wasn't happy and didn't like the fact that she was already physically weak compared to her mum and George. She didn't want to be even weaker. Not that she had much choice.

Alice squeaked a little as her mum picked her up and held her in her arms like a little baby.

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Wendy smiled as her daughter's speech got worse. She was acting just like a baby with her whining and tantrum throwing. She wondered if she'd be calling George "Dada" next.

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All Alice could do was pout as her mum told her no - she wanted Ducky! She didn't want to go outside without him. She didn't feel brave enough without her stuff toy but all she could do was whimper behind her pacifier as her mum pushed her out of the house.

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"Now, let's get started," Lemon said, turning to George and Wendy. "What exactly are you two looking for?"

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Alice simply sighed as Lemon and her parents talked amongst themselves.

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"Oh why is she crying?" Lemon questioned, seeing the look on her face.

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Alice sniffled a little and suckled on her paci, she didn't like hearing about her medication or her anxiety problems it made her feel insecure and was glad when Wendy lifted her out of the crib and patted her back.

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Wendy ignored her daughter's whisper about not wanting to be a baby. However,

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Alice tried her best not to take the pills but didn't have much of a choice as Wendy put them in her mouth and give'd her, her bottle. Alice continued to cry as she suckled from behind the bottle and whimpered when it was removed and a new paci was placed into her mouth. Alice suckled as she continued to cry softly and looked helplessly at her mum and then at Lemon.

The pills were making her feel light-headed.

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"Okay, sweetie," Wendy whispered in her ear. She looked over at her husband who was on the other side of the store with Lemon. "I'm going to take her outside for some fresh air." She removed her daughter from the bjorn and left it on the floor, carrying her daughter and the baby bag out. She sat on the curb, holding her daughter close.

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Alice was relieved when Wendy carried her outside and found the warm summer wind to be nice on her skin. Alice leaned into Wendy and was comforted to an extent when her mother patted her back not that it did much for her stomach.

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Wendy rubbed her daughter's back, feeling sad that she was so sick. But she knew it was a side effect of the pills. She watched as she threw up and felt a twinge of hurt. Whenever Alice got sick as a child, she got weirded out. She wasn't good with sick people in general, let alone her daughter. When she was very little, she took care of her, but as she got older, she'd throw Tylenol at her and shout she could stay home from school if needed. She just felt so ridden with guilt.

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Alice sighed lightly as her mum rubbed her back, feeling a great deal of comfort from her mum's touch. Alice whimpered a little in response at being coo'd at, it was really hard to talk and she felt so weak after throwing up.

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Wendy grinned when Alice asked to breast feed. She sat on the bed and took her daughter into her arms. She unbuttoned her blouse and removed her bra, gently taking her daughter's thumb from her mouth. "Here you go my sweets," she whispered. "You suckle." She lead her daughter's mouth to her titty.

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Alice looked at her mum shyly, suckling her thumb for comfort only to squeak a little when Wendy took her into her arms.

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"Oh honey," Wendy sighed. "Mommy knows. You'll never have to be in that position again." Once her daughter was done nursing, she burped her and slipped the pacifier back in. She held her daughter in her arms, rocking her slowly.

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Alice looked weakly at Wendy, wondering how much she did know about her and if George had told her anything about the conversation they had.

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(Sorry for the delay. I had to finish up finals and I just haven't had the time.)

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(That's okay! I understand :))

Alice sighed as she cuddled into Wendy, closing her eyes briefly. She was glad that Wendy understood it was hard on her when they went out and while the prospect of going out at all didn't sound fun at least the pills did help and she did enjoy spending time with Wendy and George even though she wished that she was spending time with them as an adult rather then a baby.

Alice stayed quiet for the most part while her mother rocked her and only opened her eyes when George came into the room.

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"I know you may want to play, sweetie, but you've had such a long day," George told her. "I think it's time that you tried out that new crib for real." He settled her into the crib.

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Alice looked at George, curiously.

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During naptime, George and Wendy spent some time together, discussing everything having to do with Wendy. Things were moving differently then planned. While they needed to keep babying her, it was clear that she was still putting up some of a fight, but in a more todderish way.

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Alice whined a little in her sleep.