Juliana

[Baby Mac]

Tara is so sadistic i want to know more about her bullying please keep going!

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Come on little miss, keep it moving please and thank you”, Tara snapped at the big baby. Causing Junior to snap out of his little day dream.

Upon reaching the top of the stairs, Junior immediately noticed the massive haul of baby gear Ms. Williams had gotten since the last time he was here. In the middle of the living room was a big old school wooden play pen. He looked at it extremely unamused, as he was promptly directed to crawl in the gate. Sitting inside the play pen, he noticed that the height of the crib only met just below his shoulders when he was sitting in It. It served no real purpose other than being another tool to humiliate and confine him. From within his temporary infantile prison, he had also noticed a slightly beat up pink, of course, baby play gym complete with the dangling colorful loud toys. Designed to keep a child entertained, he wasn’t happy about seeing it in the living room. Dolls, rattles, blocks and other baby toys were also littered amongst the room.

“Well I see Julianna found her new play pen I see”, smiled Taras mom, Brenda walked right up the the teenager and cupped his chin with her gigantic hands. If Taras size intimidated Junior, he wasn’t sure how to describe Brenda. She was taller than Tara by 5 or 6 inches. And where Tara was big because she was a heavy set girl, her mom couldn’t have been more opposite. She was in incredible shape for a woman her age. She use to be very competitive and active in her younger years. It clearly still showed.

Junior shuddered. He hated that name. He hated being referred to as “Julianna”. To him it was just another way for them to emasculate him. The new name was nanas idea. She had said she wanted “a sweeter name for her sweetness”. Tara only called him Julianna only when she was very angry at him. Which he was glad about simply for the fact he didn’t have to hear that awful name all the time.

Tara laughed while hugging her mother, “Yes she did. And look how adorable baby looks sitting in it. But listen, I don’t mean to be rude Mom, but I have to get going in. I have to get to the airport for the work trip. Oh and before I forget, I didn’t have time to feed this one the morning. So feed her when we please, no rush.”.

After the goodbye to her mom, Tara made her way over to the play pen and knelt down right in front of Junior, who just sat there silently staring at her while nervously suc-king on his pacifier.

“Now little one, mommas gotta run. But she’ll be back real soon ok sweetheart. Now You make sure you behave for Nana this weekend, ok honey. You know she’ll let me know if someone misbehaves”, she sternly said shooting Junior a very serious look. With that she quickly kissed him on his forehead and made her way to the door. Waving goodbye one last time.

“I’m so excited that I finally get to have you all for myself for a weekend! How exciting is that. We’re gonna have such a fantastic time. Does baby want Nana to feed her?”, Brenda said with a smirk on her face. Without getting a reply from Junior, she quickly made her way from the living room the the kitchen. Humming loud enough to be heard from the other room. She returned quickly with he hands filled with things. Which she placed right outside of the playpen. Then opened the gate on the play pen coaxing the big baby “come to nana baby you can do it, be a big girl”.

As he crawled out of the playpen he sat where Brenda had motioned for him to go. As soon as his diaper and bottom was flat on the ground again, Brenda picked up the oversize babies bib and fastened it around Juniors neck. “Well now doesn’t somebody look absolutely adorable”, Brenda exclaimed and began slightly ticketing juniors stomach, “ I could just about eat you up. Gosh. Absolutely precious”.

This was so awkward, Junior absolutely hated when they would tickle his stomach, or give him raspberries. It truly made him feel like he was nothing more than 6 month old. It also didn’t help that Junior was very ticklish. So he couldn’t help but laugh anytime his new Nana subjected him to this torture. He felt his inability to stop himself from laughing just made him look like he was really having fun and enjoying it. Which was far from the case. When she was finished having fun with the grown child in front her, she picked up the pink Disney princess bowl she had brought out earlier along with an infantile pink butterfly spoon. Mixing together the bland concoction she kept exaggerating how good the food looked and pretended to eat it. Just like a mother attempting to get her young fussy kid to eat.

“Ok Julianna show Nana how a big girl eats. I can’t wait for you to try this honey. It’s a new all organic brand. One of the ladies I work with had told me her granddaughter refuses to eat anything else”, was the last thing Brenda said before removing juniors pacifier & shoving a spoonful of the bland mush into His slightly opened mouth.

Though Junior has eaten his fair share of baby food this past month, most of which wasn’t very appetizing, he wasn’t prepared for the taste of what he was being fed. As soon as the first spoonful entered his mouth his tastebuds were screaming at him. His first instinct was to immediately spit out the terrible food. But Brenda was able to read his little face. As soon as he spit, Brenda had already brought the bib up to his mouth. Catching the food as not to waste any, also smearing some of the excess on The boys face.

“Bad baby, bad Julianna.”, Brenda said while angrily shaking her finger back and forth like she was scolding a child. She began scraping the remnants of food of the big white bib patronizingly saying, “you know the rules Julianna. Bay eats what and when it’s time. No if and or butts. Do you think mama would like to hear you’re misbehaving already little missy? Now open up, her comes the airplane”. She smiled as the her little one opened his mouth and reluctantly ate the morsels of food he had just tried to dispose off.

[Baby Mac]

Poor Junior i hope he puts up a fight such suspense.

[Hello24;]

Brenda was beside herself. She honestly couldn’t 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, he’d never tasted anything like it before to compare it to. He was so sad he was thinking to himself, “I’m 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 ‘nana’, what am I going to do”. Just as his thought ended he looked up and locked eyes with Ms. Williams and didn’t like the way she was grinning, not at all.

“Good job Julianna, you finished your bottle without a problem just like a big girl”, 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. “Come on, burp for nana. Babies going to feel so much better after she burps”, Brenda repeated until she heard a modest burp which caused her to giggle, “good job sweetie, good job”.

Junior didn’t 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 wouldn’t get threatened or punish for not “acting his age”.  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.

“Ok miss I want to get you cleaned up, and smelling sweet. Babies nasty body hair is beginning to grow back a little, so we’ll take care of that as well so Mama doesn’t have to”, Brenda began saying as she began to pull down the depend. Once completely off, she smiled as the pink chastity device wasn’t being by concealed any longer. “I see baby still has her favorite little toy on, isn’t that just wonderful”, she said mockingly as she began examining the cage. She laughed to herself seeing how red and embarrassed this caused the baby to get. “Awe honey, it’s ok, baby doesn’t need to be upset. It’s just to make sure baby is behaving all the time. And it just looks so adorable”, she continued.

“This is all just a joke to them, to everyone but me”, 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 “thats not something a baby or a little girl would ever do”. 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/mommy’s house. He arrived that fateful Friday after school was over, knowing he’d 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.

“Well hello sweetie”, Tara eagerly said while unrolling the pink changing mat in the living room, “Do I have a special surprise for you my dear! Quickly baby, crawl to Mama, you can do it. Come on baby girl”.

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 “adult clothes” 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, “Oh my baby girl likes getting her di-di put on, doesn’t she baby”?

She began wiping his p*nis faster, and with a firmer grip. Something that really shocked Junior, although he wasn’t 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.

“Shhhhh, baby needs to be quiet if baby wants to play”, Tara said in baby talk, while playing with the sissys member even faster, “be a good girl and show mommy how much fun you're having miss”.

While the hand job was amazing, the awkwardness of the entire situation made Junior feel strange. That he shouldn’t be enjoying this. That he should protest. But he couldn’t. 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 didn’t 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. “What the f*ck”, he was screaming to himself. His eyes were open wide, and filled with fear.

“Thats none of babes concern anymore. Its just extra insurance that my little baby, stays and behaves as she should”, she said very firmly staring at Junior right in his watering eyes. “Now lets get you dressed for the day little missy”, she continued while sprinkling baby powder on the newly locked up toddler teenager.

[Baby Mac]

Could one of them use hypnosis to brainwash him into being a baby