HyperShark Posted September 26, 2018 Author Share Posted September 26, 2018 I smiled to myself, but not outwardly. I knew what I was going to feed my Little. I still wanted my Little to know it was wrong so I have two swat to the back of his diaper and reminded him not to swear. I set him down in his highchair and did most of the restraints up. Then I went to the other side of the kitchen and started preparing his dinner. Making sure he got a FULL view of what I was preparing for him. I wanted this to be a meal he would not forget for a long time. Link to comment
Yuukarian Posted September 26, 2018 Share Posted September 26, 2018 I had to blink twice to really believe what I was seeing, Daddy... no, Nielle was preparing a hot bowl of baby food alongside a bottle of milk. Not just any baby food either, but a jar of blended dinners, which looked absolutely disgusting to boot. Link to comment
HyperShark Posted September 26, 2018 Author Share Posted September 26, 2018 I put the bottle and the baby food on the tray in front of him and put a spoonful of food next to his mouth. "Open up" I demanded Link to comment
Yuukarian Posted September 26, 2018 Share Posted September 26, 2018 I keep my mouth shut stubbornly, even shaking my head and going, "Nuh uh", before a bright red blush crosses my face as I realise just how childish that action of defiance was. In my shock my mouth is open enough for the first spoonful to force it's way inside, much to my disgust. But after that first spoonful, I just can't seem to keep my mouth shut tight enough to deny entry to the spoon, to my horror. Link to comment
HyperShark Posted September 26, 2018 Author Share Posted September 26, 2018 I smiled as the little "surprise" I had the nurse add to the language chip went to work. Little could be so hard to feed at times, and I frankly did not have the patience to deal with that. Link to comment
Yuukarian Posted September 26, 2018 Share Posted September 26, 2018 I gagged on one particularly bad tasting spoonful of food, small tears gathering in the corners of my eyes as I strained against the arm restraints in vain. I just wish this would end soon, but I couldn't see how much food was left, and there was still a bottle to come... Link to comment
HyperShark Posted September 26, 2018 Author Share Posted September 26, 2018 Good boy I said as I pushed in the last spoonfull. There was still the milk which would have its... own effects. But I wanted to see the reaction of my Little before that. "Now that was not so bad was it?" I said Link to comment
Yuukarian Posted September 26, 2018 Share Posted September 26, 2018 "That tasted horrible..." There was baby food all over my face and bib, and a few tears had rolled down my cheeks. Clearly however I had lost the energy to be aggressive, the force feeding taking it right out of me. Link to comment
HyperShark Posted September 26, 2018 Author Share Posted September 26, 2018 As my Little said nothing I decided to press on with the milk. Unlike the spoon feeding I did not program anything that would make the Little drink it against his will. I thought it may be fun to make him drink horrible things without it being automatic occasionally. However I was using a force-feeding bottle that would pour the liquid into my Littles throat regardless of what he did. I could not wait until he tasted how awful the milk was. Link to comment
Yuukarian Posted September 26, 2018 Share Posted September 26, 2018 I thought to myself that, while it was in a bottle, at the end of the day it was just milk and wouldn't be anywhere near as bad. I was wrong, though. So, so wrong. It tasted like milk, but wrong milk, and my first immediate thought was that the milk was spiked with something. But when I tried to stop suckling on the bottle, I found that I couldn't pull away, the nipple inflated just like how the silencer worked, forcing the milk down my throat in a steady stream. Link to comment
HyperShark Posted September 26, 2018 Author Share Posted September 26, 2018 By the look on my Littles face, I guessed he suspected that the bottle was less innocent that it looked. It was some Littles laxative milk mixed with one of the punishment flavourings that Littles found revolting. Link to comment
Yuukarian Posted September 26, 2018 Share Posted September 26, 2018 I grabbed onto the armrests of the high chair, my arms still restrained, my knuckles going white as I tried so hard to ignore the revolting flavour of the milk. But it was no use, and I could only close my eyes and swallow, hoping it would end soon. Link to comment
HyperShark Posted September 26, 2018 Author Share Posted September 26, 2018 "Aww I can see you like that milk darling. I should buy some more at the store tomorrow and stock up if you want" I teased. Link to comment
Yuukarian Posted September 26, 2018 Share Posted September 26, 2018 I desperately shook my head, no more tears coming from me though, having cried so much that I had almost run out of tears~ Link to comment
HyperShark Posted September 26, 2018 Author Share Posted September 26, 2018 I laughed as my Little franticly shook his head as the last of the milk emptied from the bottle. I took the bottle from his lips and asked him "So, are you going to swear again?" Link to comment
Yuukarian Posted September 26, 2018 Share Posted September 26, 2018 "...No... I promise I won't..." I looked pretty distressed but at least I had the will to look you in the eyes as I said that. Link to comment
HyperShark Posted September 26, 2018 Author Share Posted September 26, 2018 I unbuckled my Little from his high chair and sat him on my lap facing me. "And you know why you are not going to swear again Little One?" Link to comment
Yuukarian Posted September 26, 2018 Share Posted September 26, 2018 "..." I didn't answer this one, far too ashamed to say what I knew he wanted to hear. Link to comment
HyperShark Posted September 26, 2018 Author Share Posted September 26, 2018 I decided to press into his stomach and massage it, trying to get the laxative to work quicker. Soon the Little made a small gasp and looked disgusted Link to comment
Yuukarian Posted September 26, 2018 Share Posted September 26, 2018 My tummy rumbled loudly, and I blushed red in embarrassment mixed with disgust as I farted loudly, "...What did you put in that milk?" I gasped a little as something inside of me gave way, and the pressure on my belly doubled. "W-what did you do?! I-If this is for swearing I'm sorry, okay? I'll... never swear again, please! Just let me get to the toilet, or, or something!" Link to comment
HyperShark Posted September 26, 2018 Author Share Posted September 26, 2018 I started to smile and massage his stomach more intensely. I made sure to make eye contact to try and enforce who was boss here. The quicker you can get your Little to accept you as boss, the better. Link to comment
Yuukarian Posted September 26, 2018 Share Posted September 26, 2018 I groaned slowly, tummy rumbling once more as I balance on Nielles knee, my legs dangling to either side of his leg. I could barely hold it in, now quite aware of just what that milk had been spiked with. The belly rubs didn't help at all with keeping it in, and they felt so good that I was at serious risk of giving in to it... Link to comment
HyperShark Posted September 26, 2018 Author Share Posted September 26, 2018 "Now Little One," I chastised my Little. "You know it is naughty to resist going in your diaper. Are you so eager to be spanked again?" Link to comment
Yuukarian Posted September 26, 2018 Share Posted September 26, 2018 I looked into your eyes, pleading non-verbally... But I saw no mercy in them... A loud fart brought me out of staring at you, my mouth hanging open as I realized I had begun to mess. Once the first fart happened, I couldn't hold it any longer, and I completely filled my diaper in only a few more farts, a warm mushy mess so large it had even went up the front of my diaper. I was horrified and speechless, a fuzziness overtaking my mind as I refused to comprehend what I had just done Link to comment
HyperShark Posted September 26, 2018 Author Share Posted September 26, 2018 I started bouncing the Little on my knees. "Now Little One. Lets answer that question again. Do you know why you are not going to swear again?" Link to comment
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