Prison Daddy (private)

[marxthebaby]

“Good baby.” Daddy cooed, pulling his diaper back up and putting his cute little overalls on again. He cradled the baby in his arms, tickling his chin. “Daddy doesn’t enjoy spanking hims wittle baby, no he doesn’t! You just need to behave and Daddy will make you feel real good.” 

[jmg1217]

colin sucked in his breath he remembered how good Daddy could make him feel, he blushed at the thought “but but daddy why can’t I be big, I mean I want to be I’ve been trying”

[marxthebaby]

Daddy smiled indulgently at the pouty little baby. “Aw, sweetie, some people just aren’t prepared to be big boys and need their Mommies or Daddies to take care of them! That’s why Daddy came back.” 

[jmg1217]

“But!” Colin looked confused “what about my job and and my girlfriend I still want to be a big boy please daddy”

[marxthebaby]

Daddy shook his head. “Aw, baby, you don’t have to worry about all that now. You’re too little to be a big boy, and I’m sure your girlfriend won’t be mad; she’ll probably think you’re the cutest little thing.”

He cooed, picking him up and setting him down in the playpen. “Now, why don’t you play while Daddy gets his little baby some nummies?” 

[jmg1217]

Colin spluttered “But But But I Well...he looked around the baby prison he found himself in and huffed “this sucks”

[marxthebaby]

Daddy walked out of the nursery and fixed up a nice little bowl of oatmeal for baby. He didn’t want to scare him off by trying to feed him baby food just yet, and figured this would be a good start.

When it was finished heating up, he got him a bottle full of warm milk as well. Daddy went back to his pouty little baby boy and picked him up, carrying him over to the kitchen, where he set him into his high chair. “There we go, baby boy. Your nummy-yummy food is all ready!” 

[jmg1217]

Colin whiled “Daddy I dont need to sit in this dumb chair, I’m not a real baby daddy even if you are making me be your baby”

[marxthebaby]

Daddy smiled indulgently at his baby and cooed, “Awww, yes you are! Daddy’s baby has to sit in his high-chair like a good boy so Daddy can feed him, or he’ll make a big messy all over.” He pat him on the head, acting like he’d never been big in the first place. 

With that, he got a heaping spoonful of oatmeal and flew it to the boy’s mouth, making airplane noises, “Open up for the airplane, baby, or Daddy will have to give you another spanky!” 

[jmg1217]

Cinil gasped at the threat of another spankings and inadvertently opened his mouth “no spanks Daddy no spanks”

[marxthebaby]

“Awww, don’t worry! Daddy won’t spank you if you keep being a good baby, no he won’t!” Daddy cooed, sliding the spoonful of oatmeal into his little man’s open mouth. His baby boy was so cute like this, he really loved it. He made sure to put a bib on him, something he’d forgotten to do earlier,

“Silly Daddy almost forgot to put a bib on his messy wittle eater. Who’s Daddy’s messy baby?” Daddy clearly expected an answer from little Colin as he prepped another spoonful of oatmeal, holding it to his mouth. 

[jmg1217]

Colin flailed a bit in his seat and turned red at the question “Daddy I’m only mess acuase you makin me messy, if I could be a big boy like then I wouldn’t be messy no more daddy”

[marxthebaby]

Daddy giggled. “What a silly little baby I have! You’re just messy because little babies make messies, yes they do.” He cooed, tickling the boy’s tummy and smiling after seeing his red face. “Now open up again for your nummy oatmeal.”