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Jason growled and groaned the torture wasn't enough? His mind begged the question as he glares at Oliver with such contempt. 

His eyes dilated and mouth drooped Jason didn't want to eat Oliver's left overs! Oliver had bitten all around the steak devouring it with one hand as he was feeding Jason and he had coughed up some peas and mashed potatoes back on to the plate! Perhaps if Jason was more well behaved he would get better options but he was rightly getting what he deserved for being a bad boy. 

"You can blend it whip and throw it out! I'm not eating it,no way!" His fractured mind told him. 

"No thank you,not hungry!" He said,he didn't want to protest so he politely declined. "full from mush" he was careful not to say too much not wanting to suffer anymore at the hands of this man.

When the waitress came back and set the bowl of leftovers slurry down Jason sneered,it was brown and green and looked like vomit and the smell wasnt much better. Jason was waiting for him to tell her to throw it out but instead Daddy got up and tied the most babyish bib Jason had ever seen around his neck. Jason began squirming with trepidation or as Oliver would put it. "getting antsy in anticipation"for his num nums."

 

 

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Oliver sneered at his baby triumphantly, meeting his defiant glare with one of his own. If the baby wanted to fight him, he thought, he would win without a shadow of a doubt. The poor baby boy’s mouth dropped open at the sight of his revolting leftovers and he couldn’t help but chuckle; he’d left them in such a state on purpose. 

When baby cried that he wasn’t hungry, he shook his head. “You were very eager to have some big-boy food before, weren’t you, my baby? You get some now. Unless you want Daddy to have the nice lady put it  in a bottle to bring home for tomorrow’s din-din!” Oliver threatened, pinching his cheek again, this time harder. 

“It’s very good that you’re being such a polite baby, but the answer is no. You need to drink it up, okay? At least some of it.” Daddy Oliver told his cute baby, tying his bib around his neck. “Aww,” He cooed after he started to squirm around in the high chair, “does baby Dew-Dew want his nummies that bad?” 

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Jason saw the glare in Oliver's eyes and knew he walking on thin ice. "Ye...yes but n...not anymore." 

Jason gulped and dry heaved thinking about eating the germ ridden slop infront of him. He didn't know this man,his health or his grooming habits and the way he ate made sure there was saliva all over what he had left over not to mention the fact that he regurgitated the mashed potatoes and peas like a mama bird would feeding her offspring. 

"Can't I have fresh food? Please? I don't care if it's slurried but I don't want that!"

 

Jason was squirming as Oliver scooped up a heaping table spoon raising to Jason's panicking mouth.     "Nooo please Pleaaaaa...."

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Oliver just smiled when the boy tried to say no; such a silly baby! “You don’t get to say no to Daddy, baby. What a silly notion!” He cooed, ruffling his hair and sneering when he saw the baby dry-heave. 

He played the fool, pretending he didn’t know that his food had been messily eaten and covered in germs, “Aw, do you not think it’s fresh? Poor thing, of course it is! Daddy made sure, yes he did.” With that out of the way, he grabbed his boy by the chin and tried to pry his mouth open. 

Oliver smirked when he saw Dewey panicking and wailing for him to stop, completely ignoring him. He crammed the heaping spoonful of the repulsive mixture deep into his mouth. 

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As Oliver crammed it deep in practically packing it into his throat Jason's eyes dilated and let out a squeek that rivaled any squeeker In a baby toy. Repulsed he stopped the food in his throat from going down he had it in his mouth and that was as far as it was going until it came back up. 

He began to cry again talking and choking around his din din. 

"Ple . I'm J. jas...." He was so nauseous he took forever to get out the message he was trying to convey. However it was in parts and pieces that didn't make sense. 

."Jas .Jass ..    Tho....Thom.......Fri en....Joke...  Prak."  Poor Jason didn't make a lick of sense trying to explain his situation. He concentrated so hard on what he was trying to say and thought he got it all out and this mess would be cleared up. 

 Oliver hadn't once heard the boy swallow and was pleasantly surprised how willful his baby truly was,it would make it all more sweet when baby was finally broken. It's true that he was the toughest Oliver has encountered but that was part of the adorable boy's charm the fire in him Oliver has every intention of snuffing out. 

 

 

 

 

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Oliver was pleasantly surprised by just how willful his cute baby boy was being; even after stuffing his cheeks full of mushed-up food, he was still refusing to swallow a single bite. His squeaking and choking just made him smile deviously; poor thing sounded just like a chew toy in the jaws of a dog, squeaking so loud. 

The crying didn’t get him any sympathy from Daddy-not really-and unfortunately for baby Dewey, his words were completely unintelligible. They could potentially be understood in some parts, as scraps, as little snippets of words and parts of phrases, but even trying to string them together into a cohesive narrative was a whole different story. 

Oliver still didn’t hear the boy swallow; he was almost impressed by how long he’d gone without being broken yet. He wondered; how far could he go, how much could he push for the baby to finally dive off the deep-end and stop thinking for himself so much? How far could he push him until he shattered?

Daddy Oliver relished in this challenge, this little tug-of-war, and found himself grinning from ear to ear. “It’s okay, sweetie. Daddy’s gonna make sure you swallow all your nummy num-nums up, so you grow big and strong.” He held his mouth shut with two fingers and whispered so only baby Dewey could hear him, 

“Keep on trying to defy me, and see what I do to you next. I have a few friends who are more than willing to pay you a little visit through the back-door, if you get what I’m saying, and I may just let them come in without knocking if you don’t swallow your food.” 

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As Oliver told him he had a way of making him eat,Jason thought to himself, good luck! My mind and throat make the decisions not you and there's no way in hell I'm gonna do that! I may go through pain but I will heal,I am not afraid of you!

Jason let out a confused moan as Oliver's two finger's covered his entire mouth,Jason eyes went wide and started coughing as the large man  whispered his worst fear since laying eyes on the large man. Jason entered a state of confusion not knowing what the man truly believed about anything he said. As much as it sickened him he would have to swallow every bite,with Daddy rubbing his throat coaxingly with a wicked smirk he swallowed. 

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The larger man felt a surge of sick satisfaction as he watched the smaller man gag on the food. He enjoyed making him suffer; a sadist by nature, Oliver always wanted an outlet, someone to take this pleasure out on. Pain and arousal were practically inseparable for him, and he wanted this little shit to know that just in case he got any ideas about being naughty and spitting out his food. 

While he rubbed baby Dewey’s throat, making him swallow, he saw the baby cough and choke. “Aww, poor baby; are you not even ready for blended food yet? Such a weak tummy you have!” He teased, though he knew full well the baby was probably just trying to talk with his cheeks stuffed. When the food was all gone, he scooped the boy up and set him down over his knee, rolling his diaper down. “Daddy needs to make sure his baby Dewey makes poopy-oopsies, yesss he does! Tomorrow's going to be a big day for us and Daddy wants hims to be nice and stinky.” 

Daddy Oliver cooed, sliding laxatives up his bottom and yanking the diaper and baby clothes back on him. When the waitress returned, he gave her the amount she was owed with a rather large tip, and made the baby “wave bye-byes to the nice lady”. He walked out with the baby in his arms, patting his back with a smug grin.

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Jason swallows spoon after repulsive spoon of Daddy Oliver's leftovers until it's gone the look on his face said it all,the threats of being raped really did a number on him,he liked girls,so sex with a man alone wasn't something that he would enjoy and having it forced sent chills down his spine. 

 

Jason could do nothing but growl enraged as the man taunted him about not being ready for blended food. When he was scooped up he once again grunted the pressure on his tummy making him dry heave once more. When his shortall's were opened and diaper rolled down he squirmed unhappily. "No. noooo!" Squeaked Jason as he squirmed. He cried as they were roughly inserted, although the disinfectant was helping his ass was still raw. When his diaper and shortall's were readjusted Oliver put Jason's head on his shoulder. He was still sobbing and thinking about what horror show he had planned for tomorrow as "Daddy" made him wave on the way out.

 

 

 

 

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Daddy Oliver chuckled at the horrified expression on his baby’s face after he threatened him with rape. The fact was that it would eventually happen; maybe not tomorrow, because baby Dewey was good and ate his nummy-yummy food for Daddy, but any time he could decide to call over a few friends and let them know he had a baby “willing” to get his virgin hole wrecked. He just wanted the boy scared into disobedience for now. 

Baby’s little squeaks of protest just made him smile condescendingly, patting his full tummy through the shortalls and carrying him out of the restaurant. “Good baby, waving bye-byes and eating your din-din for Daddy. You’s going to have a messy diapie-wipey, so Daddy’s gonna put you down in your crib on a plastic sheet so your poopies don’t leak.” 

Daddy Oliver drove his boy home after buckling him into the back seat, and brought him into his nursery with a coo, “It’s sleepytimes for baby Dew-Dew, yes it is!” He set him down on his back, turning off the light.

 

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Jason groaned as Oliver patted his stomach as he did the churning began his stomach gurgling as the laxatives and suppositories started working their way through him. He was far too exhausted and his stomach hurt far too much to protest,he just laid his head on Oliver's shoulder as he was carried to the car and strapped in sulking and achey holding his stomach.

As Oliver Carried him to his Nursery the churning became worse when he was swung over the crib bars it happened,his bowels lost the fight letting loose filling his diaper with hot sludge. "Noooo please don't leave me like this!" He begged,as he flowed like a river into his diaper. His shuddering groans and discomfort resulted in begging cries as he was ignored, his thoughts concentrated heavily on how he had to get out of here, he had to! He laid there wracking his brain trying to come up and with a plan and deciding his best course of action,it took him forever to get to sleep as he ass just kept leaking into his diaper and out of the leg gathers.

 

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Daddy Oliver watched with a sick feeling of satisfaction as the baby boy thoroughly soiled himself after he set him down in his crib for the night. The ripe, disgusting smell that permeated through the nursery was enough to almost make him laugh; this from the baby who’d claimed to be such a big boy previously! He left the nursery, ignoring the poor baby’s cries for help and his pleas to not leave him in the crib with a diarrhea-filled diaper. 

The next morning, Daddy Oliver got up bright and early to change his dirty little man. He smiled when he walked into the nursery, cooing, “Did baby Dew-Dew have hims a good nappy-poo? It’s breakfast time now for baby!” He pretended to just have noticed the revolting smell of his soiled diapers, picking up the boy and holding him far away from him as he cooed, bringing the messy-diapered baby into the kitchen, “Aw, you made such a stinky poopy in yous didi, yesss you did! Daddy will change you and give you a nice, warm bath after you eat yous brekky-poo!” 

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When Jason woke up he was extremely weak from the suppositories and laxatives causing him to flow like a waterfall into his diaper also had the effect his whole system. God he was miserable but he was in no state physically or mentally to orchestrate an escape. 

 

The smell hit him immediately following the disgusting sensation of squishiness noting that his diaper had leaked. For the first time he couldn't wait to have his diaper changed,he hated being, lying and shitting in his own shit. 

When Oliver walked in cooing at him Jason stared blankly stared at him letting out a weakened moan of discontent. As he was picked up and told he would be being be fed before being changed into a fresh diaper his eyes bulged. His diaper was leaking! Was he really going be strewn throughout the house and forced to eat before he'd be changed? Bathed? He was certainly capable of bathing himself  he couldn't envision how uncomfortable it would be to have this man bathe him being diapered was bad enough "I r.. really nee.. need to be ch...Cha...." He couldn't force himself to say changed.

Sure enough he was plopped down squishy diaper and all into his highchair

 

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Daddy Oliver couldn’t resist grinning to himself when he saw how weak his baby boy had become, so pliable and fragile in the crib. His diaper reeked of shit and the mess within was steadily leaking onto the plastic sheet in his crib. Poor baby. 

The smell was horrible, but Oliver was going to disregard it for now, picking the baby up in his arms. He carried him far away from his body so the diarrhea wouldn’t leak on his clothes, and set him down inside of the highchair in the kitchen. “There we go, little man! And don’t you worry, Daddy’s gonna give you a warm bath and then he’s gonna change yous stinky didi, yes him is!” 

He pinched his cheek, and then fetched a small bowl of gruel for his little munchkin. This time he was nice and didn’t put any laxatives inside; he’d be dealing with baby Dewey’s poopy diaper already, after all, and he wouldn’t want to give himself more to clean up. With a smile, he lifted up a large spoonful of gruel and put it to baby’s lips. “It’s okay, Dew-Dew! Daddy’s gonna give you a bath after you’re done with your brekky-poo! Now open nice and wide for the choo-choo train!” 

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How can you disregard that fucking smell Jason wondered as he was carried and set down into the highchair.

As he was berated by the mountain of a man telling him he was going to be bathed he wasn't thrilled about having him washed but it was better than staying in his own filth.

"Great I'm actually looking forward to being washed like a baby." Thought mentally scolding himself. He knew his best bet was to play nicely until his mind and body were back to a sound place,he panicked at the restaurant and it cost him a prime opportunity for the chance of escape,

Jason let out a pained squeak as his cheek was pinched. Oliver cooed at him as he brought over the bowl of gruel setting it down,he didn't want to eat it not in the least, but he knew he had to as the man scooped up a heaping spoonful cooing for him to open his mouth for the choo-choo accompanying it with the sounds one would make for a true baby,.

 

Jason waited until the last second before drooping his mouth open allowing the spoon to be administered. The taste causing Jason to inadvertently make a babyish yucky face endearing him to his "Daddy"

 

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Daddy Oliver had experience with changing messy and foul-smelling diapers before, from his previous babies, and he had long since grown desensitized to the disgusting scent. He chuckled when his baby boy squeaked adorably after his cute little cheek was pinched; such a silly baby. 

Baby Dewey sat there, staring at the huge spoonful of gruel after Oliver made little train noises for him, and he almost shoved it right into his tiny mouth. When the boy-much to his delight-opened up for Daddy like a good baby, he cooed at him while he fed him a heaping spoonful of gruel, ruffling his hair, “Good baby, Dew-Dew! You’re gonna get a reward for being so good and eating your nummy breakfast for Daddy, yes you are!” 

The baby’s childish little face made him chuckle as he snapped a picture. “Aww, does baby think it’s yucky? Poor widdle guy, you gotta eat or you’ll be hungry-ungwy when we go shopping, yes you will!” 

He fed him the bland mixture until every spoonful was gone and baby’s little tummy was bulging. Daddy Oliver scooped him up, and cooed, “Now it’s time fow yous reward! Daddy made this one especially for his little baby boy, with special milk that should make him grow up big and strong!” 

The man picked him up out of the high-chair, a devious grin spreading on his face. He was all too satisfied with the milk he made special; part of it was real milk, but the rest was Daddy’s...”secret ingredient”. He brought the nipple to baby’s lips, commanding him to, “Drink up, little guy!” 

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Jason could do nothing as the man ruffled his hair praising him for his co-operation he half-heartedly wanted to believe it would be something good when Olivier told him he'd be getting a reward. 

When Jason saw the flash and heard the clasp shutter of a camera he snarled,that was something he'd have to remember to break into a million pieces when he escaped,he couldn't let them get out and wasn't telling this story to anyone once he was ready to resume his life far from the reach Oliver.

Of course it was disgusting! Jason's mind snapped before it got through. Shopping? The trip to the kink district restaurant was bad enough. He didn't want anyone else to see him like this!

Jason sat there forcibly swallowing every bit he could his face covered in the gray substance

Jason looked down great a fucking bottle, he knew it was too good to be a true and not a reward but at least he wasn't a being abused. 

He grunted as Oliver scooped him up cradling him as he sat down with him in the extra strong oversized rocking chair and spoke commanding him to drink it all up. The devious grin on Oliver's face made Jason dubious as to whether or not accept the bottle.

 

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Daddy Oliver smirked when his baby boy snarled at the sight of the flash, unable to do anything about the picture he just snapped. 

He simply shrugged, and held the phone above his head with a teasing smirk, chuckling to himself. “Aren’t you excited to go outside with Daddy, little guy?” The man cooed, putting the phone in his pocket after showing his boy what a cutie he was in the picture. 

Leaning over, he cradled the boy, and brought the rubber nipple to his lips. “C’mon, baby; why don’t you open up nice and wide? Drink your baba up like a good boy for Daddy, it’ll make you grow up big and strong, yes it will!” 

The man leaned over, and gave baby a tiny squeeze on his arm, not too painful but just hard enough to make a point. Daddy Oliver smiled, exposing all of his teeth, leaning forward. He sure hoped his baby boy liked the secret ingredient he’d added to the bottle. 

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Jason shook his head vehemently when asked if he was excited to be going out with "Daddy", of course he wasn't.

When shown the picture Jason's whinced and looked away from the phone not wanting to see the humiliating picture of himself. 

As Oliver was cooking away at him about drinking the bottle and growing big and strong Jason just made begging moans. He was a adult not that this man noticed or cared. Of course Jason knew protesting it would earn him further abuse so he stayed quiet until the man pinched arm.

"OWW ahh!" The pinch and the desperation to get out of the squishing bulk of his messy diaper made Jason sullenly open his mouth and started suckling the disgusting fluid in a smooth babyish rhythm in between gagging from the taste wanting a fresh diaper as fast as possible he drank it almost eagerly,as he did so he wondered what was in the bottle that made it so rancid. He cringed as Oliver kissed his forehead while he downed the bottle.  He had to end this torture someway,he was just too weak and frail to do so at this point. 

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Daddy Oliver chuckled softly when the baby shook his head so vehemently after he asked if he wanted to go out with his Daddy. “D’aww, does my wittle Dew-Dew feew shy about going out? Well, Daddy’s little baby has to come shopping so he can pick out some clothes, yes hims does! I’m sure everyone will love what a wittle cutie-patootie Daddy’s Dew-Dew is, yesss!” 

He cooed, tickling his chin once more. The baby boy’s begging moans just made him hard in his pants, and the way his baby flinched after seeing how cute he was in the humiliating picture was just icing on the cake at this point. Oliver couldn’t believe he scored such a perfect baby boy from a pretty basic website! This guy kept himself in-character all the time, no matter what, and god did it turn him on. 

He just smiled again after baby whined loudly at the pinch to his arm, cooing at him condescendingly, “Oooh, your arm have a boo-boos? Poor baby! Does he want Daddy to kiss it all bettew?” The question was rhetorical; he’d be kissing that(and a lot more) tomorrow. 

When baby Dewey sullenly opened up his mouth, suckling on the disgusting bottle, Oliver pat him on the back and rocked him to and fro while holding the bottle. “Good baby, Dew-Dew! Does hims wike hims special baba? Daddy put something reeeal good in there, think you know what it is?” 

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Jason's muffled muttering while he drained the bottle as Oliver asked him made it obvious that he didn't want to be seen. The tone as Daddy Oliver said "Everyone"caused him concern did he have something besides shopping planned for the outing?  

 

Jason squirmed not liking the sensation of trying to be tickled as Oliver asking if he wanted him to kiss it better. Jason still nursing the bottle let out an "Urghh uhhhh"

Being cradled and rocked in a shitty diaper as a massive man fed him a baby bottle was not his idea of a good time.

As Oliver asked him the question he remembered Yesterday's bottle it came back like a flash Oliver patting the crotch of his diaper. Jason began to cough and gag crying at the realization he was drinking this Man's semen he tried to get the nipple out of his mouth, unfortunately Oliver had the over sized bottle locked tightly in his mouth.

 

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Oliver chuckled darkly to himself, holding the bottle in such a way that the baby would have to drink his seed or choke. He forced the rubber nipple deep down his throat, giving the poor wittle baby a taste of what was to come. The man nearly yanked down his pants and jerked himself off right then and there, but he had his hands full with his baby boy and didn’t want the baby getting any ideas. 

He smiled condescendingly while baby Dewey let out muffled little mutters through the bottle, especially after seeing the way he wriggled around after his kiss. “Aww, is Daddy’s wittle baby cranky? Does hims need an early nap later?” He cooed, patting  Dewey’s little head and ruffling his hair playfully. 

When the baby coughed and gagged after his revelation, visibly horrified by the fact that he was drinking Daddy Oliver’s semen, the man in question just sneered. He held the bottle nice and tight so he couldn’t spit it out, cooing to him as he cried and gagged like any other baby, 

“Awww, don’t worry, baby Dew-Dew! Daddy’s milk will make yous gwow up big and stwong, yesss it will!” 

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The misery on Jason's face was as plain as day,as Oliver fed his bottle of milk with Daddy's cum he did bring it back up but there was no exit the Nipple was far too big and positioned just right to keep that from happening,he squirmed trying to get free and murmured intently. "Hmmmph unnnnph fiiiiiph bifffmm" as Daddy smiled cooed and ruffled his hair. 

This was more than Jason could take;he wasn't gay and he had never so much as tasted his own cum and this faggot was making him choke down his load for the second time? A third would not happen. 

 

Jason was raging beyond his control! Getting snapped off the street,forced to shit himself, getting hemorrhoids ripped open, taken out in public dressed like a baby, forced to eat baby food, being locked in a crib cage & now he was forced to drink cum like it's nurishing all because some freak has mistakenly identified him as Thomas? This must END! It lit a fire in him.

 

As he had no choice he finished the bottle and he had managed to calm himself down by the end. Of course Oliver thought this was his doing and Jason was willing to humor him if it meant being changed, his hemorrhoids were getting worse there was no way in hell Oliver would change him if he didn't calm himself.

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Daddy Oliver didn’t even blink, just watching as his cute baby boy drank his baba all gone like a good boy. “Good baby, drinking your special baba all gone for Daddy!” He just smiled when the baby let out muffled noises and tried prying the oversized rubber nipple from his mouth. It was cute that baby Dewey was trying so hard, but it’d be pointless to try removing the nipple; it was made to stay in his cute little mouth until he was done drinking for Daddy. 

When his precious little bundle of joy calmed down at the end of his special bottle, Daddy Oliver stroked him on the head, ruffling his hair once again. He cooed, putting the bottle in the kitchen sink and setting the baby over his shoulder, “Good baby Dewey, drinking hims special baba all up for hims Daddy!” Oliver began to gently pat his back, trying to see if his cute baby had gas. “Is Dewey gassy? Is hims a gassy baby?” 

When his boy burped nice and loud, he chuckled to himself and smiled. “D’awww, Dew-Dew made such a big burp! I guess you really were a gassy wittle baby, yes you were!” He tickled his tummy before setting him down gently on the carpet in the living room.

Daddy Oliver rummaged around in a closet for a while before coming out with a baby sling just for his little Dewey. He put it on and grabbed the boy from the carpet, sliding him into the sling at the very front. His baby was so cute in his little sling. “I never said I’d change you right after the baba, did I, little one?” He cooed, pinching his cheeks. “Daddy has some shopping to do first, yessss! After that, his wittle man can get his stinky didi changed!” 

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Jason whimpered as Oliver praised him for drinking his seed. Like he had a choice with the nipped crammed down his throat,as this asshole acted like he was willingly drinking it.

When we was praised for the second time rubbing his back asking him if he had to burp. Jason glared at him,he didn't need to be burped but he bit his tongue when he did try to speak up he let out an enormous burp much to his dismay. 

 

"I didn't need to be burped!" He replied as he cringed as his tummy was tickled, thankfully he wasn't ticklish. He grunted as he was set down on the floor. He looked up at Oliver waiting for his changing. "I want to be cleaned goddamn it you said after breakfast!"

Jason's eyes had confusion as he watched Oliver get a baby sling. As he was hoisted up and dirty diapered squished into the sling. Jason screamed throwing a tantrum wanting to be changed. 

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