Published: January 19th 2022, 9:08:54 am
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CW: Messing
Gerard looked to Leandra, who nodded, and so he handed the bottle off to Jasmine, who came up close to Frank allowing her boobies to brush up against him. Frank shivered at the warm feeling, and his cage instantly went tight as she brought him into an embrace and began to pat his back as if to comfort him. Frank leaned into it and closed his eyes, taking in her scent, a very light spicy floral scent like jasmine tea. But then, her real plan came to light when Frank burped.
*Uuuuurp!*
"Awww, there we go," said Jasmine. "Now I'll bet you feel better, don't you?"
Frank nodded and smiled despite himself when Jasmine pulled back to look at him.
"Do you think you could drink a little more for me?" she asked. Frank blushed and reluctantly gave a couple nods. "Oh, yay!" she said, clapping. Frank smiled and giggled a bit, and opened his mouth, allowing Jasmine to hold the bottle up for him to drink from.
Frankie sucked on his bottle without complaints, face peaceful as Jasmine held the bottle there and murmured into his ear. Frank and Leandra looked at each other and raised their eyebrows.
Frankie let out a small grunt, then shifted, and let out a loud wet fart as he began to fill his diapers with mush to make room for more milkies. Jasmine kept whispering, and Frankie's face remained peaceful as he continued to gulp down his formula and fill his diapers, beginning to lift up in his seat because of all the poop he was packing into his pampers. Jasmine kept feeding him but moved away from his ear, blinking as if in shock.
"Oh my," said Jasmine, so everyone could hear. "Did somebody make a poopie?!"
Frank blinked and came out of his daze, only seemingly just realizing that he was messing his diapers. His face went from dazed, to confused, to shocked, to scrunching tight all in just a few seconds as he realized what he was doing. But no matter how hard he squeezed, he couldn't stop it! I just kept coming!
"Mmmmph! Mmph!" he cried into the nipple as the last of his formula filled his mouth.
Pierce and Duke were laughing so hard they were practically falling off their chairs while Gerard and Leandra wore self satisfied grins.
"Are you still pooping, little one?" asked Jasmine, putting down the empty bottle and raising her hands to the side of her cheeks.
"I c-c-c-can't stop it!" cried, Frank. And he couldn't. His bowels were bearing down as if on their own, forcing everything out while his locked pee-pee sprayed the front of his diaper with a heavy stream of pee. At this point, Frank just wanted it out of him, so he soon clenched his fists, tensing against the highchair restraints to bear down and expel all the poopies and pee-pees he could. There was so much, pee began leaking out onto the high chair and spilling over onto the floor. Leandra and Gerard quickly got up to get some towels to soak it all up.
"It looks as if the big baby is doing it on purpose!" said Pierce.
Jasmine shot him a look, that almost had Pierce shitting his pants. Duke smirked, but didn't say anything.
As for Frankie, he was having the worst possible time. His big diaper blowout was finally finished, but that didn't make things better. He had just completely humiliated himself in front of this pretty lady and these two guys in the worst way possible. It was so beyond anything he had had to deal with in his everyday Adult life before the move, that he didn't even know how to process what had just happened. He opened his mouth to give the only response he could. He bawled like a baby.
"Waaaahhhh!"
"Oh, dear," said Jasmine. "Oh dear dear dear," she said, then she again whispered into his ear, calming him down gradually as his Cries turned to sobs, then to sniffles, and he finally got quiet. Mommy and Daddy were soon there to sop of the puddle at the foot of the chair, remove the tray, and wrap a towel around the sopping wet baby's waist.
"I think it's bath time for this little one," said Gerard, carrying the sniffling sobbing baby off.
"Oh, goodness," said Jasmine with an apologetic smile. "I figured he'd have to go, but I didn't know he'd go that much."
"Well, we put a powerful diuretic into his formula, and that bowl of strained peas was choc full of laxatives. Since our little one tends to try to hold it, this has to happen from time to time. You really did a wonderful job with him, Jasmine."
"Thank you," Jasmine said. "They don't call me the boy trainer for nothing. Though clearly I have some work to do here, eh Pierce?"
"What?!" said Pierce, looking shocked. "I didn't do anything!"
"I told you and Duke to be on your best behavior, and this is how you act? I can't believe the way you treated that poor boy. You should be ashamed."
Pierce didn't look ashamed in the least.
"Well, if you're not, you will be," continued Jasmine. "Because you're going to be wearing diapers for the next four weeks at least."
Pierce's mouth fell open. "But... buh- but- but- but- I just graduated from diapers!"
"And you clearly should have stayed in them. I was going to let you and duke leave the house in your undies, but not after the way you behaved."
"What?! Me? What did I do?" asked Duke, quickly losing the smirk that had been on his face this whole time.
"You're his big brother and you haven't been setting enough of a good example, clearly, so you two can learn together. I'm sorry about this, Leandra, I really am."
"Don't be," said Leandra. "Frank is so full of himself, he needs someone to bring him back down to Earth from time to time. You wouldn't believe what we had to deal with when he first got here."
"Oh, I can imagine," said Jasmine, looking at Pierce."
"Well, Gerard and I have seen enough and we've already decided. We would like to take you up on your offer to babysit and train him."
"Oh, he's coming to daycare? Oh, that's wonderful news!" said Jasmine. "Did you hear that, boys? You've got a little playmate coming. You can help with his training as well."
"Yes, Mommy," the two said in unison, glancing at each other and nodding. Poor Frank had no idea what was in store for him.