A Bare Breasted Feeding

"You can explain yourself over dinner while we eat." Kelly looked hopefully at one of the dinning room chairs and the coverage it would provide if she sat low enough. Coverage she definitely needed to get her naked chest away from Timmy's lustful gaze and her sisters triumphant smirk.

Her hopes were quickly crushed when Ethel rolled out the horrid contraption and wheeled it into place. It looked like some kind of adult sized highchair made from a thick plastic. The highchair was raised up so high that Ethel had to help Kelly climb into.

A tray was snapped in locking Kelly into place as she was once again met by the sight of her smirking step siblings. Timmy was soaking up the view of Kelly's hard nipples that seemed to be pointing at him from his sisters nearly flat chest. He got a good view of Kelly's thick white diaper with her two long skinny legs dangling out the bottom. Her bonnet did a good job of keeping her hair out of the way as her cheeks burned with humiliation.

Ethel placed a big bowl of what looked like bland oatmeal in front of her she then produced a large metal spoon and began mixing it around. The highchair was outfitted with several Velcro restraints for different body parts. Ethel decided that she would secure each of Kelly's wrists and she would use a third strap that went under her chin holding her head into place. Ethel picked up an overloaded scoop of gray mush and brought it up to Kelly's quivering lips.

"Open wide." Ethel commanded. Kelly opened her mouth to protest but Ethel quickly used that opportunity to jam the cold mush between her lips. The taste was horrible and Kelly's face contorted in disgust. She wanted more than anything to spit it out but Ethel warned her not to. Ethel continued **** feeding her making her face a total mess she even managed to drip some of the sticky mush on Kelly's bare chest and stomach.

After several heaping spoonfuls Kelly began to feel full but another feeling was coming over her as well and she became light headed. It was then Gail began to question her errant stepdaughter.

" So Kelly exactly how long have you been stuffing your bra's?"

Kelly answered quickly. "Since I was fifteen years old."

The words seemed to fly out of Kelly's mouth and there was nothing she could do about it as the strange feeling washed over her. Gail and Ethel looked at each other grinning as they knew the truth serum was working.

"And what exactly is your real bra size?" April chimed in. Kelly tried to fight it but the words just came out." I wear a 34AAA." April laughed out loud at this revelation.

The questions from her step family continued getting more and more personal each time. They asked her about her boyfriends getting her to divulge specific details about her sex life. Kelly once again tried to resist but the **** was too powerful and she answer every question.

"How many sexual partners have you had?" Kelly meekly answered

"Three."

"Did any of them see your breasts?"

"No I always kept my shirt on." Kelly responded against her will.

"Why did you stuff your bra?" asked Timmy.

"Because I was ashamed." Kelly said.

"Ashamed of what?" Timmy pestered.

"Of my small breasts." Kelly said loudly.

"But you don't have any boobs yet so there's nothin really to be shy about is there?"

Kelly answered no agreeing with her little stepbrothers naive assessment of her.

By the time dinner was over everyone in the room knew all of Kelly's secrets. They knew about all of her sexual turn-on's , her greatest fears and even her bathroom habits thanks to Timmy. Kelly's face and chest was splattered with remnants of her dinner and Ethel began to unstrap her from the chair. Kelly began to feel bloated as she was stood up by Ethel and her normally flat stomach seemed to bulge out over her diaper. "Now that dinners over..."