When Jakeâs and Janiceâs mothers returned from the kitchen, they considered their teenage children sitting in the play-pen in their pretty baby dresses and bonnets. âDo you think theyâll manage alright together in the cot tonight?â Janiceâs mother wondered. âIt will be cosy alright. But thereâs no danger that anything untoward will happenâ, Jakeâs mother tittered. âAll of their necessary bits are well wrapped up out of danger.â
Jakeâs member started to respond to the idea of being cooped up at close quarters with Janice for the night. Of course, it didnât get very far before meeting the irresistible confines of his chastity device.
âWhere can I get those thicker nappies for Janice?â her mother asked. âCome here and Iâll get you the website.â They left the room again.
Janice quickly spat out the soother. Jake was immediately very concerned and looked to the door urgently to try to get the point across that she was taking a risk. âWe have to come up with a plan to get out of this!â Janice insisted as she tugged at her mittens in vain. Jake resolutely suc-ked on his soother. If he was caught being naughty, it would definitely earn him a night in a soiled nappy.
âI have an idea!â Janice continued. Jake looked to the door again and shook his head determinedly. He wasnât getting into trouble for this. Janice looked frustrated. âWe can talk in the cot tonightâ, she suggested. Jake nodded, more to shut her up than anything. He could hear their mothers returning. Janice popped her soother back in and shook a rattle as if she had been playing all along.
In the evening the mothers came in to announce time for their bedtime feed. Janice was taken aback. It couldnât have been much after 6pm. Mrs McKean walked into the room, her breasts clearly carrying a full load. Jake cringed. Janiceâs eyes widened, thinking surely not!
They were let out of the cot and made to sit close beside each other on the side of the changing table while Mrs McKean unbuttoned her blouse, clearly relishing the thrill of a double feed. Jake knew well that this was the only nourishment on offer so accepted his nipple when it was presented without hesitating. Janice found it more difficult to bring herself to do this. But she was hungry. She had already seen that Jake had little choice but to accept his breast feeding. She braced herself, reminded herself that she had a plan to get out of this and started suc-kling. âMmm! Lovelyâ, Mrs McKean cooed as she put her hands on the backs of their heads and ensured they continued to feed.
They suc-kled until Mrs McKean was satisfied that they had had enough. Jake looked at the other breast, concerned that he was only getting half the usual feed. His mother saw his look as she entered the room. âDonât worry, thatâs not allâ, his mother assured them. Jake brightened â maybe some proper food. His mother held up two large baby bottles. âLovely formula for you!â Jake and Janice looked concerned wondering what that was going to be like. It wasnât long before they found out â both bottles being pressed into the mouths. Both grimaced a little â whether from the taste or just the humiliation of being fed formula, their mothers didnât know.
Jake was changed into his pink fleecy sleeper. Janiceâs mother had obtained a fluffy pink onesie for her too. Mrs McKean left saying âSee you for your midnight snack!â Janice was unexpectedly impatient about getting into the cot. She was anxious to discuss her plan with Jake.
Her mother stepped towards her. âNow you arenât used to sleeping all night with your soother in yet.â She reattached the strap to Janiceâs soother and buckled it at the back of her head. âNNnggghhh!â âThere we go! Now it will stay in all nightâ, she told her daughter with a satisfied smile.
Jake got into the cot first and sat at one end. Janice climbed in the other end. They both wondered how they could lie down side by side as the bars were locked in place. The cot wasnât that wide.
Their mothers looked unconcerned. âNighty night, little ones!â âSweet dreams.â They left the room. Janice pawed frustratedly at the strap keeping the large soother in her mouth. âNnngggghhh!â She was effectively gagged.
She turned her attention to the catch on the side bars. Jake looked on impassively. He could have told her it was pointless but he was a good baby and didnât speak but kept suc-king on his soother. Sheâd find out soon enough.
Janice shook the bars of the cot frustratedly. She made a fruitless attempt at climbing out but Jake knew the bars were too high and slippery. He waited until she was done. Then handed her a rattle. She wouldnât be feeling anyway sleepy yet. Janice looked at the rattle disconsolately. She started blubbering through her soother. âNngggh, nnngghh, nnngghhh!â Why had she bothered trying to save this boy, she wondered. Jake noticed her starting to suc-k on the soother for consolation.
Eventually Jake lay down on his side. Janice turned and lay down with her back to him. There wasnât room for them both to lie on their backs. Jake considered the situation for a moment. The only way was to spoon. He put his arms around her. She snuggled in, still sniffling through her soother.
Jake wondered what her escape plan was. But mostly he was trying to think of something else to ease the terrible pressure in his chastity device as Janice snuggled her thickly nappied bottom into his thickly nappied groin.