Feeding Time

Suddenly, Lauren’s stomach started to growl as a blush crawled onto her face, the little woman sticking her thumb into her mouth in humiliation.

“Well now,” Vanessa cooed mockingly as she carried Lauren to the kitchen, “looks like Little Laurie is hungry. We better fix that!”

As Lauren was brought into the kitchen, the little woman gasped in horror as she saw her old highchair sitting at the table. “Me no need chair, Neththie!” Lauren whined, “Me no baby!”

“Remind me what rule number one was…” Vanessa said mockingly as she sat Lauren down into the chair.

Much to Lauren’s humiliation, her butt had managed to fit into the highchair. Before she could even do anything, Vanessa had snapped the plastic tray into place, locking her in the infantile device. Worse yet, Lauren had had her arms at her side, meaning that her hands were now trapped as well. Lauren tried to struggle to get out of her humiliating prison, but she couldn’t.

Vanessa giggled as she walked over to the fridge and pulled out a baby bottle filled with a mixture of prune juice and (unknown to Lauren) a powdered diuretic. The instructions only called for three teaspoons to be mixed into the drink, but Vanessa mixed in five cups; something that she was sure would make Lauren lose control of her bladder for at least a few months; way longer than she was supposed to stay here. Smirking to herself, Vanessa turned around and walked up to her diapered older sister.

“Me no drink baba, Neththie!” Lauren said as she shook her head, not believing she had to same something like that.

“You will drink every last drop,” Vanessa said with an ominous smile, “or else I’ll pull your diaper down, pull you over my lap, and spank you until your sorry butt is purple! And I’ll film it too.”

Lauren whimpered as she paled, that was the last thing that she wanted right now! Letting out a sigh, Lauren opened her mouth as Vanessa placed the bottle into her mouth. As Lauren sucked on the bottle, she shivered in disgust as the juice made contact with her taste buds. There was also another taste in the juice, but she couldn’t place it for the life of her.

Suddenly, the phone rang, surprising both sisters momentarily. “Oh, I better get that.” Vanessa said. Then, in a sing-song voice, she ruffled Lauren’s hair as she added, “Be right back, Baby Sister.”

And with that, Vanessa walked out of the kitchen, leaving Lauren all alone. The little woman hung her head in shame before looking down at the bottle. Only a quarter of the bottle was emptied. Lauren let out a whimper, knowing that she still had more of the awful tasting liquid to finish.

It was at that moment that Vanessa came back into the kitchen…a large, toothy, evil grin on her face. Vanessa smirked as she picked the bottle up again, inserting it forcefully into Lauren’s mouth. Lauren groaned as she drank the disgusting liquid again until the bottle was completely empty. Letting out a shiver of disgust, Lauren was shocked to see Vanessa unbuckle the high chair before lifting Lauren up by her arm pits and draping her over her shoulder, gently patting the little woman’s back. Lauren sighed before letting out a small yet loud belch, blushing profusely as her sister chuckled.

“Now then,” Vanessa began as she held Lauren out at arm’s length, looking her in the eyes as she smirked evilly, “I bet you’re wondering who was on the phone, right?”

“Y-Yeth…” Lauren muttered, flinching slightly at her new childish lisp.

“Well,” Vanessa responded, “it was…”