Published: November 28th 2022, 7:36:49 am
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The next morning, I would discover a couple more rooms that we had missed out on due to our early retirement to bed. Our first stop was a big nursery room full of cribs.
"Let's take a look inside," said Tank, with barely hidden excitement.
"I'm not going to sleep here, am I, Daddy?" I asked, looking up at my big Daddy who was once again insisting on carrying me.
"Only when I'm in class and it's nap time," said Tank, kissing my head.
"I suppose that's okay," I said, reluctantly. I knew I would have to sleep in the crib sometimes - even Tank's room had a crib. Everyone's did, though some had used an easy addition of bars on the top to make it a puppy cage instead.
"Let's see if our first baby is ready," said Tank. "He'll have a lot of company here soon enough, but for now it's just him."
I wondered what he meant until we approached the first crib by the entrance and I saw. I gasped as I caught sight of Billy, causing him to drop his toy blocks.
There he was looking all of three years old as he stood there in his bulging shortalls and gripping the oversized crib rails with a pout on his face. When he saw us, his face went bright red, and he tried to hide, but we could still see his diapered butt sticking out from under the pillow. Could this really be the same Billy that bullied me all week?
"Uh oh! Where did he go?" asked Tank in a surprised voice. "Well, if baby Billy isn't here, I guess I can't let him out of the crib to go to breakfast on his own. I'm sure one of the other brothers will find him and make sure he's nice and secure for the rest of the morning so this doesn't happen again."
Billy slowly backed out from under the pillow, frowning. "No."
"Is that all you have to say? No?" asked Tank. Billy crossed his arms and sat on his butt, before making a funny face and hopping off his butt, blushing. I knew exactly what he must have felt at that moment - I had had plenty of experience with my own anal stretching ring.
"So the doctor put that ring in your butt after all huh?" asked Tank.
"Shushes," said Billy, his cheeks burning.
"Aww! Sounds like you got a little bit of training in already, buddy! That sounds a lot better than shut up."
"Just let me out," said Billy.
"What's the magic word," said Tank, bouncing me and raising an eyebrow.
Billy locked eyes with Tank and I could tell Tank was enjoying every second of this encounter. Finally, Billy looked down and said, "Please."
"That's better," said Tank, reaching a hand out toward the crib rail, but pausing. "Oh, there's one more thing... I want you to apologize to Jimmy."
Billy's eyebrows flew up and his face went even redder. He opened his mouth, clearly ready to cuss Tank out, but all that came out was cute baby words. "Fluff you, Tank! You're a big doodie head! This is your fault, Jimmy! You'll pay for this! I'm gonna push you in the tummy! Grrr!"
I looked back at him and said, "Awwww!" I couldn't help it! I just couldn't be scared of this babyish display. Billy was.... Cute! Tank looked down at me and shook his head.
"I think we'd better let this little one rest a little longer. Looks like he's having a tantrum. Wave bye-bye, Jimmy."
I waved bye as Tank carried me out of the crib room and down to breakfast. I couldn't help but smile. I'll admit I was experiencing a little bit of vindictive glee at seeing him get some of his own medicine, but also, he was super cute like this. I thought that this would be much better for him. It almost helped me forget about my own situation stuck as a baby in the house, though the high-chair next to Tank's seat at the dining table was a stark reminder that I was not like the rest of the boys - men, actually - at the table. I blushed as I looked around and imagined Tank feeding me in front of everyone.
"There will be a lot more little ones to keep you company later," said Tank, "but for now it's just you and Billy here."
I nodded and stared at my tray.
"I do have one bit of good news for you, though," said Tank, smiling as breakfast was served. "No more formula. You get to graduate to baby food!"