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Daily Free-Write August 5, 2022: Diapercuck's Life Pt. 37
🕑 Added 2022-08-06 02:59:29 +0000 UTC1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36
There were three high chairs and Frank's was the pink one with all the restraints... It was bright pink plastic with a big heart on the tray. outlined in pink, red, and white. The restraints were padded vinyl with a glittery deep pink color, and for some reason, Frank's dick jumped in its caged when he looked at it. His heart sped up as well.
"I think he likes it," teased Pierce, elbowing Duke."
"Well, she's not the only one about to eat from a high chair, baby bunny."
"Babby bunny?" Pierce said, confused until Jasmine put a carrot bib on him and put him in his baby-blue bunny themed high chair. He crossed his arms and rolled his eyes. "I shouldn't have asked."
"You're next, mister," she said to Duke, helping him up into a brown chair with a padded yellow honeycomb patterned seat and a happy bear eating from a beehive on the tray. He seemed much more pleased with his choice.
"Let's see... I have my baby bunny, my honey bear... now who am I missing?"
"I don't know," said Frank, shrugging as she looked his way. Jasmine tapped her chin and then held up a finger.
"Oh! I know! My pretty pretty princess! Okay, little girl, up you go into the baby chair." She helped him up into the chair, and as he settled on the cool vinyl cushioning, Frank felt butterflies in his stomach. He was going to be fed by a sexy woman, and he wasn't going to be allowed a shred of dignity as he did so. He looked like a complete tool in his leotard and tutu with the very obvious diaper bulge, and in a moment he wouldn't be able to move at all. He hated it, but he loved it.
"That's a very good girl, letting your babysitter strap you in without any fuss."
Fuss? He wouldn't dream of it. Not with Jasmine. She was pretty and sweet... and she had the two other guys scared shitless. If they were afraid of her, Frank couldn't imagine what she could do to him if he was bad. Better to be a good little girl and get the soft treatment. He liked that better, and anyway, that's what he deserved. It's what little sissy cucks like him needed.
"You know," said Jasmine, cinching Frank's last limb tight against the chair. "I bet your mommy and daddy are having lots of fun right now..."
"Huh?"
"Yes. They told me about all the naughty things they were going to do while they had the house to themselves. Said they'd even like to do it on some of your stuff. You know, fuck against your crib, on your baby blankie, use your old clothes as a cum rag, stuff like that.
Frank blushed bright red and grimaced as his cock fought valiantly against its rigid confines. She patted him on the head.
"If you're good, maybe I'll let you watch a live feed from your baby buncer after lunch! You can fill your pamps as you watch your wife get railed by a real man..."
Frank was totally horned up and frustrated after hearing all that from Jasmine. So much for sweet. She was downright nasty - in the best way.
He looked on, unable to move an inch as she walked back to the boys and served them their food. His thighs and forearms had also been secured so he really was totally immobile, while Pierce and Duke were able to feed themselves, albeit from toddler trays and with toddler utensils. But him? No.
"Mommy's boys will be all good with their meals. And no throwing food, or you'll regret it." Pierce gulped and put do n the spoon that he had been preparing to launch his mashed carrots with.
"And now it's the little princess's turn! Would you like to try baby bunny's favorite meal, or honey bear's?
Frank looked at Pierce's bowl with disgust. He figured it would be carrots, and he wasn't about to try a vegetable. Maybe Duke's would be honey? He pointed to Duke's tray.
"Oh, yeah? Okie doke! There's lots of fiber and other good things in his food. You'll be filling your diapers in no time!"
Frank gasped. "N-no! The carrots! The carrots!"
"Too late, sweetie!" said Jasmine. "Anyway, you don't really want the carrots do you?"
Frank swore up and down that he did. There was no way he was gonna mess himself in front of the beautiful Jasmine again. Jasmine began to laugh behind her hand.
"Oh, all right, princess. I couldn't say no to you. Tell you what. You get to have all this yummy tummy honeybear food AND a big bowl of mashed carrots. Aren't you the lucky one today?"
Frank groaned. He'd just made things worse for himself, as usual.
Jasmine smiled as she dipped her spoon to get Frankie's first spoonful. She brought it to his mouth, cooing. "You're gonna eat up allll the num nums and maybe after I'll let you have stickies..."
Frank blushed and opened his mouth as she cooed.
"Good girl! Isn't it delicious?"
It was delicious. It tasted like warm cinnamon honey, was thick like a milkshake, and was filling, like oatmeal. It was so good, he was almost able to ignore the fact that he was being held immobile, using his diaper, and trying his darndest not to wet it, but not doing a very good job of it.
