Part 9
Andrea picked Lilly up off of her lap and pulled out a high chair that had been hidden away towards the back of the kitchen. It was larger than a normal high chair and painted pink, with built in locking restraints for Lilly's arms and legs. On the back was Lilly's name, painted in purple with pictures of flowers surrounding it. Next thing Lilly knew, he found himself plopped down into the high chair and locked in, unable to move at all. Soon a white bib was tied around his neck, adorned with the words "Messy Eater" in a cursive pink font. "Isn't it so cool what you can find on the internet baby?", Andrea said to Lilly, who was wiggling around to test the strength of the restraints. "Mommy is so lucky she was able to access the money that your daddy left to you. Well, what was left of it anyway. But you won't be needing that anymore, will you snookums?" As she talked she began unsealing a jar of banana flavored baby food, grabbing a small spoon and bringing a small ammount of it to Lilly's lips.
Lilly was sure she got the baby food idea from one of his various stories, where characters were often forced off of solid foods and forced onto a diet of baby and formula exclusively. Unfortunately for Lilly, the reality of this sort of life style would be anything but a real life fantasy. Lilly reluctantly opened her mouth to accept some of the mushy cuisine, but his mommy quickly pulled back before he could get a taste. "Oops, one second honey. I forgot to add your vitamins", Andrea said as she quickly hurried over to the counter and grabbed a mysterious looking pill out of a pill case. She soon began to crush the pill up, mixing it into his baby food for a few seconds before returning to her previous position. This worried Lilly, who did not normally take any medications, a great deal.
"Okay honey, here comes the airplane!", Andrea said with a smile as she continued where she had left off. Lilly opened her mouth in anticipation, and was somewhat relieved when his step mommy finally shoveled the mushy food into his mouth. It actually didn't taste that bad, although the texture was slightly unpleasant to an increasingly messy-faced Lilly, who was getting the feeling that he wouldn't be eating much else for a very long time. When all was said and done, Lilly's face and bib were absolutely covered with the yellow mush, prompting his mommy to take out her phone and snap a few pics. She soon cleaned him up and returned with another bottle, which she held for him as he guzzled it down like a good little sissy.
"Alright baby, Im going to eat my dinner now. You can stay in that chair for the time being, I'm sure you'll need a change after I'm done anyway", Andrea said in a foreshadowing tone, which worried Lilly a fair ammount. The next half hour or so would be torture for Lilly, who was forced to watch his mom cook and eat a delicious garlic chicken dinner in front of him from the confines of his high chair. The intoxicating smell wafted through the air, clearly reminding Lilly who was the adult and who was the baby in this situation. Things would only get worse for Lilly, who began to feel a slight cramping in his stomach. Putting two and two together, Lilly instantly froze up. His mommy was clearly trying to force him to mess himself, he was almost certain.
The cramping grew stronger in intensity with every passing minute. Lilly began to wiggle and moan as he tried to find a comfortable position to ease the pain in his stomach. Andrea noticed the signs that her plan was working and began to giggle to herself. Soon he would be the messy, defeated baby that she always knew he should be. She walked over to Lilly and put her hands on her hips, shaking her head and sighing. "You know it's going to happen soon baby. Just let it out and go poopy!", she said bluntly to a now sweating Lilly, who was just on the verge of giving in. Then suddenly it happened. A booming fart erupted from Lilly's bottom as a slurry of sludgy poop ejected itself into the seat of his diaper, enveloping his bottom in a disgusting warmth. Despite finally letting go, the cramping did not seem to stop. Wave after wave of cramps continued to hit him until he released a second explosion of dirty poop into his now utterly stinky diaper. The smell was absolutely horrid. He broke down in tears at this latest act of humiliation in front of his step mother. Every time he shifted his body, he could feel the poop move under his bottom, constantly reminding him of what he just did. Andrea smiled and patted his head. "See baby", she said, "it wasn't that bad". She then simply returned to her seat, sat down, and resumed her meal.
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