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Daily Free-Write October 10, 2022: Babied by Billy pt. 24.1
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"I nominate Billy!" came Tank's booming voice.
There was a collective gasp from some in the room, and the look on Billy's face was priceless as he wheeled around and looked at the other members with suspicion.
"Who the FUCK said that?" He quickly locked eyes with Tank.
The doctor, undeterred, said, "Do I have a second?"
Billy whipped his head around to stare at the doctor in shock.
David raised his hand. "I second!"
"You two!" Billy growled, clenching his fists. He turned to Dr. Stannopoulis. "...Doc! You can't let them do this! This is bullshit!"
The director, stared Billy down with his cold gaze and said slowly, "Do not presume to tell me what I can and cannot do. Are there any other objections to this vote?"
"I second the motion as well," said Jason raising his hand, and Billy shot him a look that could kill.
"You too?! I should have known..."
"Now this is interesting," the director, smiling a smile that made chills run up my back and probably had Billy pissing his pull-ups. "I guess we'll have to allow it, then."
Billy looked nervously over toward the good Doctor Windellman who was clapping with glee.
"Oh my, Spritzer... I sink ve may haff anozzer subject to casseterize tonight! I could do it right in the brand new bassroom."
Billy shook his head.
"Show of hands," said the Doctor, not seeming to care one bit about Billy's preference on the matter. Suddenly a sea of raised hands. I was amazed, and touched to see how everyone followed Tank's lead to put Billy the bully in his place.
"Very well. Then by the power vested in me, I now proclaim Billy the new house baby.
"No!" said Billy, who was now throwing a full on tantrum as his robes were stripped off of him by the other guys. His face was rade and wet with snot and tears as he yelled and fought, but he was no match for the other men, and he was quickly down to his pull-ups, which he had already wet.
"Come on, little von," said the Doctor, putting a friendly arm around Billy. "Let's get you all fitted for your stent, hmmm? That way you can make peepees all the time like a good boy!"
Several of the brothers followed Billy out of the basement. Daddy looked down at me, but I shook my head. "No, I don't want to watch."
"Well, that was exhilarating," said the doctor clapping two hands together. "Why don't we all go upstairs for some refreshments?"
*****
"See," Tank said softly into my ear as he felt me in his lap in the big billiard room. "We're not so bad. Now be a good boy, and remember about the birds and the bees," he said, patting my head, causing me to blush heavily at the insinuation that I'd be doing anything naughty at such a public venue.
With a quick peck on the cheek from Daddy, I was let down to wander the house on my own. Freedom! This felt freer than I had been all week. People were milling about in the spacious living area, a nice fire already going in the fireplace. A stag head above the mantel, an elegant pool table, wood floors, and a raucous game of beer pong underway amidst tufted leather couches and shelves of leather-bound books that I doubted anyone there would read anytime soon. So this was going to be my home for the next four years. It all looked very nice, but I wondered about just who or what paid for all this opulence and granduer.
As I wandered around, I noticed I was getting a lot of attention from the other members. As shy and nerdy as I was, I somehow ended up with a group of friendly looking guys who looked way too cool to talk to a diaper dork like me. One of them had a backward baseball cap with blonde hair sticking through the opening, and he looked down at me and smiled.
"Hey, cutie! Can't wait to babysit ya! What do you say about sitting in my lap and getting some rubbies? It's my specialty. Heheh." He looked over to an empty tufted couch and nodded in its direction.
"Ehhh..." I hesitated, not wanting to sit in anyone's lap
"Ignore Ace, he thinks he's cooler than he is," said a handsome guy the color of mocha in a pendleton jacket. "How about you come hang out with me? I have a deluxe suite upstairs. Super comfy and perfect for snuggles."
I shifted from foot to foot and kneaded the top of my diaper. Snuggles sounded nice, but I would really have preferred them from Tank. Luckily I was saved from having to work out a polite way to say no by yet another suitor.
"Hey cutie, do you vape?" asked a stoned looking guy in a beanie. He held a vape thing in my face and I looked up at him, confused.
"Bro, don't give the baby that!"
"Come on, dude, it'll be hilarious!"
"I'll take that," said Tank, grabbing the vape out of the guy's hand. "Not for babies. And no, you're not getting it back."
"Aw man," said the dude, looking disappointed.
"I think the little one has had a busy day. Tell you what, if he wants to 'snuggle' with any of you, he'll let you know. Meanwhile, I call dibs on this little cutie."
"Hey, that's not f-"
One look from Tank and I could visibly see Ace shoving the words back into his mouth. The other guys quickly cleared out, walking away and/or apologizing profusely, which made me blush but also felt pretty good if I'm to be honest.
"Geez, Papa Bear," said David, chuckling as he walked up to the two of us. "Take it easy."
"Sorry," said Tank. "I just don't like to take any chances when it comes to my little guy."
"Daddyyyy," I squealed, hugging him and burying my blushing face in his side.
"What? Did you want to snuggle with one of them, sweetheart? Because it's totally cool if you do... but only if you-"
"No," I said quietly, shaking my head. "Just you."
Although it was just a whisper, I could feel Tank's body tremble at hearing that statement. He looked down at me with the biggest smile I had seen in days and his eyes were glistening.
"You're so sweet I could eat you up, kiddo." And he did just that, picking me up in his arms and gobbling my tummy, causing me to have a giggle fit until I was soaked and exhausted. As I lay there in his arms all tuckered out, he turned to David and asked, "What's up with Billy?"
"Oh, he's well taken care of. He's strapped and padded, and in the bouncer with an intensive programming set going on in VR. You wouldn't believe how fast the doctor set him up. Shoved the stent right up his peehole like it was nothing. I would've joined you guys sooner but I had to make a stop at the, *ahem*, bathroom to take care of... something."
"Yeah, I'll bet," said Tank smirking, as David blushed hard. "Perv."
"Hey!" David said with a sheepish shrug."I likes what I likes. And you should be one to talk, Papa Bear."
Tank blushed slightly and said, "I, er, I just didn't want the little guy getting overwhelmed is all."
"You've got it bad, Tank, my man."
"I mean..." Tank shifted uncomfortably, and I could feel his tube steak pressing into my back even though I was held well above his waist.
"Chill man, you don't have to explain. You two look like you need a rest anyway after such an eventful day."
Tank didn't have to be told twice. Before I knew it I was whisked away to his room upstairs. And tonight, I was very happy to be going to bed with Daddy.
Comments
Haha! Good point!
Bama6872
I hope the Doctor doesn't forget Billy's stretching ring. xD
Aww! I’m happy that Jimmy is having some happy times! I love this series so much, it’s my favorite of yours 😊
Joseph
Hehehe. Wonderful.
