I have to feed you

I call you to the table and you groggily get up and toddle over to sit next to me and stare down into your bowl. I have chopsticks and a fork on either side of your bowl and I watch as you lean your face closer and closer to your food. I sigh and catch your head by your forehead and sit you back up.

"You don't have to use the chopsticks but you will not be snorfling your food out of your bowl."

You glare at me and I stare back flatly. I sigh eventually and reach my chopsticks into your bowl and pick up a bit of off. You inspect it and look at me again.

"Don't look at it. I chopped everything up small so all it will taste like is soy sauce and noodles. Look at me"

You look up at me with your mouth shut. I put my hand on your chin and use my thumb to pull your lower lip open. I put the food into your mouth and gently pull your chin up and down to simulate chewing and you roll your eyes and chew it properly.

I feed myself a little more while you chew and then get a bit more from your bowl. I hold it to your mouth and you keep it shut again. I put my hand on you chin and use my thumb to open your lips again, sliding it further into your mouth to your teeth and pull your jaw open more. I put the food right into your mouth this time. Indeed myself again and this time when I grab your food, I don't wait and immediately pull your mouth open again. I put my thumb on your back teeth and pull your mouth open again. I push a bigger clump of your food into your mouth and your cheeks puff up a bit as you chew. I keep feeding you like this, eating mine too, until I go to put more in you mouth and notice a terrified look on your face. I remember that I gave a tiny, slim girl who's probably been hungry for a while the same amount of food as I gave my 6ft tall 90kg self and can see your stomach is noticeably bigger.

"Ah, have you had enough?" I say, my thumb still holding your back teeth down

You look up at me with wide eyes, nodding.

I smile and quickly finish mine.

"Want to pick your plushy now?"

You nod, holding your stomach. I gently scoop you up and carry you to my room and you look at my shelf. You reach for a small Cinnamoroll plush and grab it, holding it against your chest

I carry you back to the lounge and lay you on the couch this time, and put the tv on while I tidy dinner

I finish cleaning and sit on the couch, lifting your head to rest on my lap. I absently scratch behind your ears and rub your back as i watch TV. I feel you start to purr as you doze off and I flick the throw from the back of the couch onto you. Eventually you're asleep enough and I turn the TV off. I carry you to my room and put you on your bed, another cushion at the foot of mine and you curl up on it. I leave the throw on you and scritch you for the last time before stripping off to fall asleep in mine