The hardest thing for new babies is using their diapers completely. The babies cry, whine and squirm
The hardest thing for new babies is using their diapers completely. The babies cry, whine and squirm, trying to avoid using their diapers for their intended purpose. “It’s ok, baby, Daddy will change you after you finish using your diapie,” Vincent tells her, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. Abby only responds with crying and moaning, trying to avoid filling her diaper up completely. Abby continues kicking her legs around her crib, trying to avoid a position where she may have, what she still deems, an accident.“No kicking, baby. Just do it, Daddy is here,” Vincent said as he grabbed her legs to stop her from squirming. “I’ll give you baba and a bubble bath,” now trying to bribe her, breaking many of the guidelines given in the “Using their diaper” section of the pamphlet. “Fine, if you won’t do it yourself,” Vincent demands, his words trailing as he makes his way to Abby and his old bedroom. Vincent words pick up, along with the sound of metal rattling, “I’ll make sure you can’t avoid the feeling.” Vincent shows Abby the metal spreader bar he is holding. Abby is well acquainted; before Vincent had used it to reduce her squirming during Abby’s frequent spankings.“No daddy, please,” Abby cries. “Baby words only,” Vincent demands as he wrestles her ankles into the restraints. The buckles are too far for Abby to reach, she is stuck. If the spreader bar didn’t help Abby resist the urge, Vincent yanking the bar to the top of her crib and holding it there definitely did not. Both of them knew what was happening when Abby instinctively started crying as the bottom of her diaper expanded. “It’s ok baby, you can’t help it, you’re just a wittle baby,” Vincent jeers. Abby doesn’t respond nor stop crying. Abby’s crying finally subsides, something Vincent takes as her being finished. Abby looks up at Vincent, tears still in her eyes, “Change pwease”, she coos. “Nah. Since you were such a little brat, I think you should learn to love that feeling,” Vincent sneers, walking away out of the nursery. Abby starts crying harder than she had been before, the contents of her diaper squishing around. Vincent pops his head back into her nursery, “you will get that baba and a bubble bath though” and with a brief smile, he disappears again. -- source link
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