It's dinner time for Sam as she sinks further and further into a new and humiliating routine.

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By the time the bottle was empty Sam was gasping for breath. The nipple came out of her mouth leaving a long sticky strand of liquid going from the bottle teat to her lips. A little milk slipped out the corner of her mouth as Jade put the bottle on the highchair’s tray.

“There we go.” Jade said cheerfully, “Just in time for dinner too.”

Sam turned just in time to see the cook, still looking very perplexed, bringing over the meals. He carried one plate of exquisite looking food and a bowl that was steaming. The plate was placed in front of Jade and the bowl was placed on the tray of the highchair. Sam looked down in utter disgust as she saw a thick paste-like food bubbling and steaming in the bowl. It didn’t smell appetising in the slightest. Her tummy rumbled.

“There is no way I’m eating this…” Sam said as she turned to look at Jade with disgust, “I want proper food!”

“This is proper food.” Jade said with a smile. She was holding a small pink plastic spoon, “Don’t worry. Mommy has made sure it’s full of all the vitamins and nutrients a baby needs.”

Sam’s first instinct was to throw the bowl across the room. The urge to do so was extremely strong. If it wasn’t for the fear of her butt being tanned again she would’ve done it. In the end, like every other time Sam wanted to resist, she was too fearful of Jade to do so. Her cousin had so quickly asserted her dominance over the relationship.

“Now open up for the choo-choo.” Jade said in a sing-song voice.

Sam was pouting without thinking about it as Jade made train noises and moved the spoon through the air in front of her. The spoon reached Sam’s mouth and she hesitantly opened up for it. The food didn’t taste as bad as it looked but it was a close run thing. Sam had an automatic reaction to spit it out and the food dribbled on to the front of her clothes as well as landing on the tray.

“Sam!” Jade exclaimed.

“It’s not my fault!” Sam argued as she grimaced from the taste lingering in her mouth, “It’s gross!”

“I knew I should’ve put a bib on you.” Jade said as she stood up and walked across to the kitchen drawers, “Silly me for expecting you to NOT act like a complete baby.”

“I don’t need a…” Sam started but the soft cloth was already being placed around her neck.

The white cotton was large and seemed to cover a decent amount of Sam’s chest. She blushed even harder, it was particularly difficult to argue she shouldn’t have the bib when she had food running down the front of her onesie. She looked down to see a message embroidered on the bib.

“Mommy’s Little Dribbler.” Jade read for Sam, “Seems about right.”

Jade loaded up another spoonful of food and moved it towards Sam. She had stopped with the train imitation and had a serious look on her face, it was clear what would happen if this next bite of food didn’t end up in Sam’s stomach.

The mush tasted bad and, even worse, it seemed to stick all over Sam’s mouth. She could taste it and feel it everywhere as she chewed rather uselessly on the thick food. She forced herself to swallow and managed to keep it down. Her tummy grumbled and she felt something shifting lower down. A dawning realisation of horror temporarily distracted her from what she was currently doing.

“Good girl.” Jade said as she paused to eat some of her own dinner.

Sam’s respite didn’t last long and soon more of her dinner was being shovelled in. The taste was a constant presence now so at least the new mouthfuls didn’t make that any worse. She just tried not to think about the baby food she was eating as it made her feel nauseous.

It seemed to take an age for the bowl to start to empty and Sam wasn’t helped by pauses in her feeding so Jade could eat her much nicer dinner. Her tummy was rumbling and complaining a lot now. There could be no doubt about what Sam’s body wanted to do but the idea of it was so gross and so unbelievable she could scarcely think about it.

Wetting her diaper was something Sam had already done earlier in the day though. The baby bottle she had drunk before starting her meal had overhydrated her and she was feeling a very different need to the one that was really worrying her. The arguments against wetting her diaper struggled to make themselves heard, she’d already done it before, it was a known thing and Jade had already changed it. The idea of doing it again wasn’t as scary as it once was.

Sam was still eating as she released her bladder. She tried not to let it show that she was wetting herself like a little baby, she didn’t know how effective it was. She was opening and closing her mouth robotically as all her thoughts were occupied with what was happening in her padding. She knew that although she couldn’t see her diaper because of the tray there was nothing blocking people looking at it from the front aside from the thick onesie material. Somehow wetting herself like that felt a lot more obvious than it perhaps was.

“See? It’s not so bad.” Jade said as Sam swallowed one of the last mouthfuls.

The wetting came to an end. Sam shifted uncomfortably in her seat as she felt the padding thickening around her, the heat spreading throughout the baby pants. She glanced sideways at Jade but the taller woman was not giving any sign of having noticed what had happened.

“It’s horrible.” Sam muttered, “Can I have another drink?”

“Of course.” Jade replied. She scraped the last of the food from the bowl and fed it to Sam before standing up, “Mommy will just get it for you.”

Sam waited as Jade went to the refrigerator. She returned a few moments later with a fresh bottle and Sam had none of the reservations about the last one. Eager to wash away the taste of her dinner she slipped the tip of the bottle between her lips and began to greedily suck the sweet liquid within. She caught sight of Jade over the top of the bottle, she was smiling widely, what a picture of a baby Sam must’ve made right there and then.

Sam didn’t stop until the entire bottle was drained and she pulled the drinking vessel away and took in some deep breaths. A second later she let out a large and milky belch. Jade took the bottle along with the bowl over to the dishwasher though Sam was sure it was someone else’s job to turn it on.

“Well, I think we have some time to watch television together before you go to bed.” Jade said as she unlocked the tray and lifted Sam up.

Sam felt Jade’s arm go underneath her rear end. She presumed Jade could feel that the padding had expanded as Jade chuckled. As Sam was carried to the living room she felt her “Mommy” pat her bottom a couple of times and then slip a finger through the leg bands of both the onesie and diaper underneath. She went a deep red as it became clear that Jade was discovering how wet she really was.

Jade made no comment on the state of the diaper. Instead she took Sam to the couch and sat down, the smaller woman was turned to sit on her caretaker’s lap facing the television across the room. She was eased back until she was lying back against Jade’s chest a little more reclined than she would usually be. She felt strangely tense in this situation.

“Let’s find something to watch.” Jade said as she pressed the power button on the remote, “Do you remember when we used to do this? When we were kids, we used to be the same height back then. Hard to believe now…”

“I remember.” Sam said quietly.

“We spent so much time sitting together in front of the TV.” Jade mused, “It’s nice that we get to do it again.”

It might have been nice for Jade but for Sam she would’ve gladly not been re-living that childhood experience. She squirmed slightly, a combination of the warmth enveloping her crotch and a pain growing in her intestines.

“Ah, this looks perfect.” Jade said as she flicked on to a channel with a talking blue dog and their family.

It was almost ironic. As kids Jade and Sam had always tried to sneak away from their parents and watch things they weren’t supposed to, things that were too grown up for them. Now they were sat down as two adult women watching something they would’ve seen as beneath them even when they were little girls.

“You can’t want to watch this…” Sam said with a sigh.

“I have you to think about.” Jade replied.

“I can watch grown up stuff!” Sam argued, “You’re taking this too far!”

“That’s quite enough from you.” Jade responded.

Sam wasn’t finished but before she could respond again Jade reached around towards Sam’s face. The diapered woman had just enough time to see she was holding something before it was pushed between her parted lips. At first it seemed like another bottle, only this rubber teat wasn’t attached to anything. It was only as the large pink mouth guard tapped against Sam’s lips that she realised it was a pacifier.

“I would keep that in if I were you.” Jade said with a note of warning, “Unless you want another spanking before bed.”

Sam whined but as Jade’s hand pulled away she did as she was told and kept the soother in her mouth. She kept thinking she couldn’t possibly feel or look more like a baby but every time she hit the bottom she found a way to sink lower. Anyone looking in on her wouldn’t see a grown up in any sense of the word. They would see a little girl wearing baby clothes and obviously diapered, they would see her pigtails bouncing and the pacifier between her lips. They would hear the diaper’s soft crinkles and the sound of sucking whenever the pacifier threatened to fall out. They would smell that vague hint of ammonia, the smell of urine, the unmistakable sign that someone had wet themselves.

“Ma’am, do you want me to…” A woman who couldn’t have been much older than Sam walked into the room and stopped as she beheld the scene in front of her.

“Go on.” Jade said.

“Sorry, Ma’am, I was just asking if you wanted me to sort out the dishes this evening or leave it till tomorrow.” The maid asked.

“Leave it till tomorrow.” Jade replied. She had started to stroke the top of Sam’s head, “There’s no rush.”

“Very well, Ma’am.” The maid replied before leaving the room.

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