Baby Care Class – Chapter Thirteen

Baby Care Class – Chapter Thirteen

Jen came into the nursery earlier than normal to check on her little baby girl. I was fast asleep and laying on my side, using the toy bunnies leg as a pillow with its cock still in my mouth. 

Jen gently removed the gag holding the cock in my mouth and replaced it with my regular pacifier. Subconsciously, the familiar feeling of the pacifier made me start sucking on it.

Jen wanted to squeal with excitement as she checked my diaper to see it was nice and wet.

I awoke as I felt Jen clean my bottom. I was still tied up in the blanket and couldn’t move much but I did realize the bunny’s dick was no longer in my mouth but was nestled up next to my cheek as I felt a slight wetness from it and I just hoped that wasn’t my cum.

“Did my little girl give mir. Run bunny a good time?” Jen asked happily as I glared at her.

Jen didn’t mind as she picked me up and carried me over to a high chair for some breakfast. Today was a large bowl of oatmeal with strawberries.

I didn’t care what it was as long as it got the taste out of my mouth. Jen took off the pacifier and began feeding me like an infant with “here comes the train! Toot Toot!” 

I could only roll my eyes as I eat until the bowl was empty. 

“Now then baby girl, I want to start something new,” Jen said as she went over to the bunny and removed the dick. She then got out a bottle and sat both of them in front of me.

“I want to start having you drink from the bottle without needing your pacifier. If you don’t, ill start having you drink from Mr.Bunny’s dick instead.” Jen told me with a smile on her face. “Now will you be good for mommy and drink like a good baby girl?”

I immediately nodded my head, not wanting that dick anywhere near me.

“Good!” Jen cheered as she lifted me up and cradled me in her arms like a baby as she put the nipple of the bottle into my mouth.

I started drinking the milk immediately as I didn’t want to give Jen any reason to use the bunny.

Once I was done I was burped and sat in the play pin with a few toys.

“Be good while mommy’s at school,” Jen told me as she popped my pacifier into my mouth and gave my cheek a kiss before leaving.

Throughout the rest of the day, it was much the same as last week. I looked around for any way to escape, I played with the toys for a little while, I filled my diaper with more pee, Jen came back to feed me lunch and change me, I was taken to the baby care class were I was strapped to the harness again, everyone still can’t tell I’m not a baby, I poop in my diaper just before class ends, and I’m changed into a fresh diaper before I’m put down for a nap while Jen finishes school.

“You were such a good girl today!” Jen said as she woke me up from my nap and I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. “For being such a good girl I think you deserve to go somewhere special!”

Jen lifted me up and began getting me ready to leave. Putting me in a new pink dress with matching booties and ribbons in my hair. 

With my look down, Jen took carried me out of the nursery were the stroller and a diaper bag was waiting for us.

Once I was strapped in I was given the same milk treatment as before and started drinking it as Jen pushed me to our destination.

30 minutes later Jen stopped right in front of a kids park. Great…

The park was special as it was split into 2 sections. 80% of it was a regular park with all types of things for kids to run around and play with. The remaining 20% was a brightly colored section meant for Babies with stuff meant just for them.

Jen lifted me out of the stroller and grabbed the diaper bag as she walked me over to the baby section. There were already a lot of kids running around but surprisingly the Baby part was empty. 

“Aww, looks like little Sissy won’t find a playmate today,” Jen said as she sat me down on a slide. “Don’t worry, mommy will have lots of fun with you.”

She then nudged me gently and I went down the small slide.

Over the next half an hour I went made to crawl thru tunnels, climb small hills, rode a pony on a spring, and finally put in a swing with the special baby seat as Jen pushed me. 

To be very honest I was really bored. Compared to everything else Jen has done, this was by far the tamest. Most of the time Jen puts me in situations where I’m humiliated, hurt, and or disgusted. Ow, and let’s not forget situations where I might have a chance at getting someone to listen to me only to have that ripped away from me.

What could Jen be planing this time?

I was then picked up by Jen who carried me over to where she sat the diaper bag down earlier.

She sat down on the ground and leaned back slightly with her knees in the air where she sat me down on top of her.

“Why so grumpy?” Jen asked as she looked at me as I glared back at her. “This is supposed to be your fun time for being such a good girl.”

I lifted up my mitten hand and if the mitten wasn’t in the way I would be flipping her off.

“Ok, how about this. I’ll remove the pacifier, and as long as you stay quiet and eat your snacks, I will let you go to the potty when you need to go,” Jen told me as she poked the front of my diaper.

I just looked at her confused.

“No lie, and I won’t pretend to not see that you need to go. When you need the potty, mommy will take you there. Do we have a deal?” Jen asked as she raised up her hand for a handshake.

I really wanted to smack it away. To say fuck you! But I knew better. She wouldn’t make this type of deal unless all the cards were in her favor. 

Right now we are surrounded by a bunch of screaming kids, which means even if I tried to call out for help, everyone will just think it’s one of the kids playing.

As for using the bathroom, while I was skeptical about it, I knew I didn’t have much of an option. So I raised my mitten hand and shook Jen’s hand.

Still smiling Jen removed the pacifier. I immediately began stretching my mouth a little and massaging my jaw but I didn’t say a word.

 Jen then proceeded to pull out 4 little baggies out of the side of the diaper bag.

One had gram crackers, another had sliced up bananas, the third had celery, and finally, the last one had a small piece of chocolate. 

Jen then opened the baggy with the bananas in it and pulled out a chunk before lifting it up to my mouth. 

I opened up and she popped it into my mouth.

Jen even ate one herself.

Next was the gram crackers which she fed me as she also munched on some.  To be honest, I really liked the crackers.

However next was the celery which she lifted up to my face but I refused to open up.

“What’s wrong baby girl?” Jen asked.

“I don’t like celery,” I say before I realized what I just did and quickly covered my mouth and stared at Jen with a panic. 

‘Shit, I just broke her rule! What is she going to do to me now!’ I thought and nearly began to panic until Jen began to rub my head.

“Your ok baby, you were still quiet,” Jen told me with a smile on her face before she reached into the same pocket as before and pulled out a small container of peanut butter. “I don’t like plain celery either.”

Jen dipped the celery into the peanut butter before trying to have me eat it again.

I still didn’t want to, so gen decided to take a bite of the celery before dipping it back into the peanut butter and trying again.

“Come on baby girl, mommy just had some, now it’s your turn,” Jen told me

I really didn’t want to, but after Jen just let my last slip up go, I for some weird reason felt obligated to open my mouth and take a bite.

I still didn’t like it, but the peanut butter did help.

After a few more bites Jen got out a little juice box and even removed one of my mittens so I could hold it to drink.

After so long of not being able to use my hands it felt really good to finally be able to use them again. If only for a little while.

Once I was done with the juice Jen put the mitten back on before she held up the piece of chocolate.

“Say aww,” Jen told me as I opened my mouth. “No, say Aww.”

I rolled my eyes and did as she asked.

“Awww.” the chocolate was popped into my mouth and I happily ate it. 

“Good girl,” Jen said as she pulled out something else from the bag. A new pacifier.

However, this one was just a regular pacifier, no straps or anything.

“If you can stay good, mommy will have more treats just like today,” Jen told me as she pushed the pacifier into my mouth, with no resistance from me.

I decided, for now, its best not to fight her and just go along with it for now, at least until I see a good opening.

With snack time over Jen had me go play some more. She even took out her phone and took a few pictures while she could.

After 20 more minutes, Jen was wondering if she packed the right laxative chocolate or not. I was just crawling out of a tube when I let out a loud fart and looked at Jen, a small whimper coming from me as I knew what was coming.

True to her word, Jen picked me up and made one slight detour to grab the diaper bag before she walked me over to the bathroom stalls. 

On the way, I did see a woman holding her own daughter by the hand and was walking towards us. 

Was this the opportunity I needed? All I had to do was spit the pacifier out and yell for help! But another cramp hit and I clenched onto Jen’s shirt a little tighter. No, I’m finally starting to have Jen give me some chances. If I blow it too soon, I might never get another chance.

I watched as the mother walked past us. Jen was smiling on the inside.

Once we were inside the bathroom stalls Jen locked the door before setting me down in the sink.

I just looked up at her confused for a moment before I farted again.

“Just hold it just a little longer sweety,” Jen said as she unzipped the main part of the diaper bag.

I nearly smacked myself in the forehead when I saw what Jen pulled out. A portable potty seat attachment for toilets.

Jen immediately set it up on the toilet before going back to me.

She untaped the diaper and let it fall to the ground. My bare ass hanging in the air as Jen swung me over to the potty seat and sat me down.

Suddenly I let out one last fart before I began relieving myself. 

I might hate that I had to use a child’s potty set, but it was much better than using a diaper. Far better.

Jen just watched and took a few pictures, from the right angles it just looks like I’m a little girl learning how to use the potty for the first time. 

One thing a lot of people forget is that people can’t handle constant punishment. That breaks them to fast. No Jen wants me in a constant state of frustration as she humiliates me. 

Today, was a reword day, a day where she will give me special privileges before going back to more humiliation. 

Once I was done going potty Jen pulled down the baby changing station and went about cleaning me up. This time, however, I wasn’t put in a diaper but instead a pull-up.

“Whos my big baby girl! You are!” Jen said as she gave my stomach a raspberry and I had to fight not to laugh at the felling. 

Jen then put a skirt on me that hid the pull up before cleaning up the rest of mess. She cleaned off the potty in the sink before putting it away. She also picked up my still clean diaper off the floor and threw it away.

With that out of the way, Jen put me back into the stroller, no straps or milk this time and began pushing me again. 

For being so good, Jen even bought me a small chocolate ice cream cone on the way back.

It was now starting to get dark as we got back to the school and the nursery. 

Jen made us a simple dinner before setting down for my evening breastfeeding. 

I felt completely relaxed after having such a good day, that I started nodding off mid suckle, and fully fell asleep latched onto Jen’s breast.

Jen smiled at me and took another picture before gently putting me back into my crib. My old strapped pacifier placed back into place.

The fun day was coming to a close. now let’s see how baby likes being spanked for wetting the bed in the morning.

The End of Baby Care Class – Chapter Thirteen.

If you want to read more stories about ABDL boys you can find a list here: Diaper Boys – Index

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