Brenda was beside herself. She honestly couldnât remember the last time she was so happy. Probably not since Tara was a little girl herself. At first Brenda was a little skeptical about how this whole situation would play out. Though she quickly realized two thing; how much she truly missed taking care of a baby albeit even a baby like her Julianna, and how powerful she felt treating this teenager as nothing more than a helpless infant. On top of that she really enjoyed the fact her daughter seemed all around in a better mood lately.
As the spoon went into the bowl, Junior was relieved when Ms. Williams announced that baby did a good job and ate all of his food. His stomach still turning from the nastiness he just had to eat was only made worse when the nipple of a baby bottle was jammed in between his quivering lips. As soon as the liquid from the bottle hit his tongue, it sent a shiver down his spine. It was formula. Baby formula. He despised formula. He hated the taste. It was so odd, almost like a metallic taste, heâd never tasted anything like it before to compare it to. He was so sad he was thinking to himself, âIâm supposed to be having the best times of my life right now. Yet here I am dressed as a baby, a girl baby, being fed from a bottle from my new ânanaâ, what am I going to doâ. Just as his thought ended he looked up and locked eyes with Ms. Williams and didnât like the way she was grinning, not at all.
âGood job Julianna, you finished your bottle without a problem just like a big girlâ, beamed Ms. Williams. She took the bottle out placing it on the ground, putting the hated pink pacifier back in place. Then started rhythmically rubbing his back and gently patting it. âCome on, burp for nana. Babies going to feel so much better after she burpsâ, Brenda repeated until she heard a modest burp which caused her to giggle, âgood job sweetie, good jobâ.
Junior didnât have to burp. He never had to after he was given a bottle. But he learned that making himself burp rather than not burping worked out better in his favor. As he wouldnât get threatened or punish for not âacting his ageâ. He sat still and watched as the giant women took off his bib, gathered the childish bowl and empty bottle, then made her way out of the living room. Growing more nervous by the second thinking about what Taras mother had planned for him now.
A few minutes later Brenda returned to the living room holding a pink yoga mat, which was used as the babies changing mat. She knelt down next to Junior, unrolled it, and motion for him to crawl over and lay down. Which he did with no resistance.
âOk miss I want to get you cleaned up, and smelling sweet. Babies nasty body hair is beginning to grow back a little, so weâll take care of that as well so Mama doesnât have toâ, Brenda began saying as she began to pull down the depend. Once completely off, she smiled as the pink chastity device wasnât being by concealed any longer. âI see baby still has her favorite little toy on, isnât that just wonderfulâ, she said mockingly as she began examining the cage. She laughed to herself seeing how red and embarrassed this caused the baby to get. âAwe honey, itâs ok, baby doesnât need to be upset. Itâs just to make sure baby is behaving all the time. And it just looks so adorableâ, she continued.
âThis is all just a joke to them, to everyone but meâ, Junior thought silently to himself, growing redder in the face, as this lady was proudly examining his locked up manhood. The cage was torture for the poor little sissy. Being a 16 year old, his testosterone was raging through his body, and he was quite literally always horny. Before Junior was locked up like this, he was playing with himself at least twice a day. So when Tara began the baby treatment, whenever he would get a diaper change, or whenever she gave him a bath, he would almost instantly get hard. Each time without fail, he was scolded and punished by Tara because âthats not something a baby or a little girl would ever doâ. Luckily, on school nights when he was temporarily freed, he made up for the wasted erections.
That was until the second weekend Junior had to endure at his bully/neighbor/mommyâs house. He arrived that fateful Friday after school was over, knowing heâd have to play baby all weekend as was part of his new routine. Holding his head in shame as he approached the front door, opening it, and entering without knocking. As the door shut behind him, the poor boy sighed heavily before resigning himself onto all fours, slowly crawling towards the stairs.
âWell hello sweetieâ, Tara eagerly said while unrolling the pink changing mat in the living room, âDo I have a special surprise for you my dear! Quickly baby, crawl to Mama, you can do it. Come on baby girlâ.
Slowly, but surely crawling towards his mat, he tried to avoid looking at Tara. He really wanted to hide the fact he was so incredibly ashamed of himself, as he always was when he complied with her demands. Before Junior even laid down on the mat, Tara already started tugging the boys âadult clothesâ off. Eventually leaving him laying stark naked and very vulnerable. As expected, Tara began to wipe the big babies p*nis, causing it to get hard.
Tara had a wicked grin, âOh my baby girl likes getting her di-di put on, doesnât she babyâ?
She began wiping his p*nis faster, and with a firmer grip. Something that really shocked Junior, although he wasnât complaining as this has yet to happen. It was amazing. As he opened his mouth to let out a big breath, his hated pink pacifier was lodged into his mouth.
âShhhhh, baby needs to be quiet if baby wants to playâ, Tara said in baby talk, while playing with the sissys member even faster, âbe a good girl and show mommy how much fun you're having missâ.
While the hand job was amazing, the awkwardness of the entire situation made Junior feel strange. That he shouldnât be enjoying this. That he should protest. But he couldnât. Soon enough, he erupted in complete euphoria as he finally c*me. He sat there with his eyes closed, in pure bliss, and so relaxed. So much so, when he felt Tara grab a hold of his p*nis and put something around his balls, he didnât pay much attention to it. Then she put something over his actual d*ck.
Click
Frantic, Junior tried to see what the hell was just put on his privates. But as he went to sit up, Tara shoved him right back to the ground. âWhat the f*ckâ, he was screaming to himself. His eyes were open wide, and filled with fear.
âThats none of babes concern anymore. Its just extra insurance that my little baby, stays and behaves as she shouldâ, she said very firmly staring at Junior right in his watering eyes. âNow lets get you dressed for the day little missyâ, she continued while sprinkling baby powder on the newly locked up toddler teenager.