Regressed By My Landlord – Chapter Eighteen
David: “Tommy, please don’t try to beg for exceptions to the rules, you agreed to them without hesitation when you signed them, if you start trying to back out now then what’s that say about your word? are you good for your word or aren’t you? Rules are rules Tommy, if I made exceptions for people that would look poorly on me just as much as it would on you.”
Tommy hung his head low and surrendered the argument, he sat on the toilet a few more minutes waiting for all the cramps to finish, wondering all the while just what caused his stomach upset to begin with.
David left and went to Tommy’s room and waited there for him.
After another ten minutes or so, Tommy finished his business on the potty, washed his hands and went to his room nude. David grabbed Tommy’s hand and walked Tommy over to the table, he sat out a diaper and instructed Tommy onto it, by the time Tommy started climbing onto the table he was already suckling his thumb and hadn’t until that moment noticed it, by this point it was common place for him, and he had almost entirely gotten over the embarrassment of it, so he simply continued suckling at it.
David re-diapered the boy in a fresh new extra thick overnight diaper, with plenty of powder, and then with the diaper fastened in place, David instructed Tommy to lift his bum again, this was new Tommy thought, why lift again when the diapers already in place, David told Tommy to put his butt back down and Tommy then felt yet even more padding beneath him, David then pulled the front of yet another diaper up the front this time it was a cloth diaper, it had prints and an hourglass shape, David fastened this over the disposable, the fasteners were Velcro, David then pulled a pair of plastic pants up Tommy’s legs, they seemed to be vinyl but like the cloth diaper they were covered in prints as well, the cloth diaper had safari motifs all over it, there were giraffes and lion cubs and plant life of various kinds, and the vinyl pants had baby blocks and ABC’s and rattles and bottles and pacifiers and teddy bears all over it, once the pants were pulled over the cloth the waistband was tugged tighter, and a click was heard, David told Tommy to lift his arms Tommy had to pull his thumb out first, then the shirt came down over his head arms threaded into the sleeves, Tommy quickly stuck his thumb back in his mouth, David grabbed Tommy’s free hand and placed into his palm a ball, the ball was just the right size to comfortably sit in the palm of Tommy’s hand and the ball was squishy like a stress ball would be, except maybe a little less stiff, easier to squish.
David: “hold onto that ball.”
David then slid a mitten over Tommy’s hand, the one holding the ball, the mitten did not have fingers it was all one piece, Tommy’s hand still gripping the ball fit comfortably inside the mitten, David pulled tight a strap on the wrist of the mitten and fastened it with a click, his hand returned to him Tommy analyzed the mitten, it was a solid baby blue color, no prints, his whole fist was balled up inside the mitten still holding the squishy ball, Tommy realized then that he could not let go of the ball now, there was no way to open his hand with the mitten in place, the fit was too snug for that, Tommy looked at his wrist and observed the strap, it wraps completely around the wrist through a handful of reinforced fabric loops the strap itself had metal eyelets along it, in one was a rod topped with a round black piece with a flat top, there was no keyhole, Tommy couldn’t figure out how it went on or how it could come off! While Tommy was analyzing all this David was busy working on Tommy’s other hand, he first had to pluck it out of Tommy’s mouth then proceeded to repeat the process he’d already performed on the first hand, after another click both Tommy’s hands were mittened and stuck grasping squishy balls, there was nothing Tommy could do to get the balls out of his palms his fingers were stuck wrapped around them, his grasp was truly immobilized.
David: “There, that should keep you out of trouble, you have to wear these for a week, don’t worry, you don’t have to wear them to school, but you’ll wear them every minute you’re in this house.”
Tommy: “How does that work? How do I do my homework or eat dinner or bathe!!?”
David: “As I said before, I will have to assist you with all of that, and anything else you need, the mittens stay on, no matter what, after a week they can come off but since you broke something I will reapply the mittens at anytime I think it is appropriate to protect my property, but this first week is a hard sentence to reinforce the consequence of what you did”
David then finished up dressing Tommy by putting his pajama bottoms onto his legs, David then held a hand out to assist Tommy in sitting him up and helping him hop off the changing table, Tommy plopped his mittened hand into David’s and let David help pull him up and off the changing table, Tommy was immediately struck by how thick his diaper had become now that it had two layers to it.
Tommy: “Why the extra cloth diaper? it’s too thick!”
David: “It doesn’t make sense to have a plastic cover without a cloth layer, if pee leaks out the diaper it will puddle in the plastic, the cloth is there to soak that up, so we don’t have risks of puddles floating in the plastic waiting for an angle to spill out the leg holes, it’s just practical Tommy, don’t worry you’ll get used to it..”
Tommy: “OK well can I just only wear this at night then, I don’t think I’m going to nap anymore today!”
David: “True because it’s already so late, it’s nearly bedtime, and I’ve already gone through the trouble to get that all on you, it wouldn’t make sense to take it all off just to put it all back on after dinner, you were fine wearing one all day and you’re surely not gonna poop again so soon so just keep that one on for bedtime please? It would save me the hassle of redoing it all after dinner…”
Tommy knew David was right, he’d just have to deal with it another hour or two and then he’d be in bed sleeping anyway. Tommy realized this meant he was skipping his bedtime shower tonight but that hardly mattered since he’d only sat around home all day.
The two of them trekked back downstairs, Tommy waddling more than he’d ever waddled in his life, he really felt like he’d rather sit on his butt and scoot, the effort to waddle this bad was more than standing upright was worth.
David went straight to preparing dinner, Tommy just sat at the dining table and waited, a couple times he tried to suck his thumb only to smack himself in the face with a mitten, well Tommy thought, I guess I finally found something to stop thumb sucking….
David set the plate of food before Tommy, and a bottle of milk, Tommy didn’t usually mix milk and dinner like this.
David: “It’s a little later than usual for dinner so I figured you can have your evening milk at the same time as dinner since it’s about that time anyhow, probably need to go straight to bed once we are done eating at this rate.”
Tommy looked at the clock on the wall, David was right, there wasn’t much time left,
David set his own plate off to the side and took a seat right up against Tommy’s seat, David was facing Tommy, Tommy was looking down at his plate wondering just how the hell was he supposed to get this food into his mouth with these mittens in the way.
David: “You don’t have to do anything just hold still and let me feed you.”
Tommy thought ‘Did I hear David right, did he just tell me he’s going to feed me? Like a helpless infant! what fresh hell is this! How can he possibly think this is rational punishment for making a mess!’
Tommy then thought about what David must have had to deal with in the past with party goers types trashing his place, and what effect this sort of punishment must have had on them, Tommy supposed it must have been pretty effective on those types and figured it must have been catered to make the point to them, Tommy wondered how much had David’s nephew inspired these ideas into David’s style of punishment, Tommy was broken from his thoughts by David shoving a fork of something at Tommy’s lips.
David: “Open up Tommy, wouldn’t want to make a mess over your pajamas would we?”
Tommy reluctantly opened his lips, David gently inserted the food, Tommy gently bit down and David removed the fork, Tommy chewed and swallowed and by the time Tommy had swallowed there was already another loaded fork approaching his lips, he opened and on the process went, Tommy’s cheeks were flushed red with blush the entire time, but he didn’t whine, he took it like a champ and tolerated the humiliating experience all the while wishing to himself he had simply pooped his diaper and put up with the mess to have spared him this humiliating experience, a poopy diaper for ten minutes would have been better than being fed like a baby twice a day for a week. But there was no undoing what had been done.
When Tommy was thirsty he tried to reach for his bottle but David stopped him and grabbed it himself.
David: “No no Tommy that would probably be to difficult to manage with the mittens let me help you.”
David held the bottle to Tommy’s lips and Tommy reflexively sucked it in, he began suckling at it trying not to meet David’s gaze as he embarrassingly was fed a bottle of milk by David. suckling noisily as he did so.
Tommy nodded to indicate the satiation of his thirst, and the feeding resumed, Tommy was fed some pork, some macaroni, some green beans, pees, Broccoli, carrots, all cut into little bites and fed to him by David, when he was finished David took a baby wipe to Tommy’s face and wiped it clean then dismissed him to go watch TV on the couch, while David turned to begin eating his own meal, Tommy sat on the couch alone cuddling under his new blanket, occasionally smacking himself in the face unconsciously, his thumb desperately wanted into his mouth, but it just couldn’t get there, Tommy was starting to get annoyed by the occasional smack to the face, it didn’t hurt, it wasn’t a strong smack, just his thumb trying in vain to find his mouth and hitting a wall in the process.
David finished his meal, cleaned up the dishes and entered the living room, he glanced at the clock and reminded Tommy of his bedtime, Tommy grumbled having gotten so little TV time, and went upstairs, he almost went for the shower out of routine but remembered he was put into his bedtime diaper early and it was still dry so turned instead to his room, David came in after him carrying his bedtime bottle of warm milk, Tommy climbed beneath the covers and David turned out the light as he approached Tommy, crouched down on his knees, David reached for Tommy’s crotch and he pulled the pajama bottoms down then Tommy felt David’s finger probe into the leg opening of his diaper deep enough to reach the disposable layer, just as quickly David pulled his finger out and pulled the pajama bottoms back up into place, this made Tommy blush again.
The End of Regressed By My Landlord – Chapter Eighteen.
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