Jim wakes up in the morning around 8 am. His diaper is
extremely soggy, and the manager is standing over him,
rubbing his crotch. "My baby boy wet his diaper. Such a
good boy." He said. Jim squirmed a bit and tried
talking, but remembered he still had his cock pacifier
still in his mouth. Whimpering he suckles on it,
starting to calm down by doing so. The manager keeps
rubbing his crotch softly, and jim can't help but get a
boner. The rubbing felt really good for whatever
reason. Probably the warm soggy padding, being so
squishy and the rubbing was just right. The manager
smiled "aww my baby boy likes rubs hmm." The manager
kept rubbing softly. Jim blushed. He wanted to scream
and yell how much he hated this. He wanted to kick the
manager in the face and escape. But... This felt
good... no... yeah... besides, even if he did leave the
pacifier in his butt is still there and he had a full
stomach. In what of which still hurt. The manager had
taken his hand off jims crotch. Jim actually whined
about it "if you want out of that crib your gonna have
to make cummies in your diaper with daddy's help" him
sat up slowly "with out using your hands " Jim groaned
and hiccups, but he complied and got on his hands and
knees. A tear fell down his face as he humped into his
soggy mushy diaper. He sucked on the pacifier in his
mouth while doing it. He whined and groaned, before
cumming into his diaper. "Good baby boy. Making cummies
for daddy. Now then. It's time for breakfast." Jim
whimpered and squirmed when he was picked up, not
wanting to eat anymore. He was already having trouble,
he kept pushing as if he had to poop. And he does, but
his pacifier was blocking it. Jim was sat down in the
highchair and given a large bottle again. The pacifier
was taken out his mouth, and set aside. He sloely
lifted it up and started to suckle on the nub. The
taste was decent. He actually started to like it, the
creamyness was satisfying, and it seemed to make
dadd-... The manager happy. He finished it off and was
handed another one. This repeated until he was on
bottle seven. Halfway through the fifth one he started
to ache again, and when he barely just started the
sixth he peed again. His butt was trembling, and his
pacifier wasnt going to stay in place long. On the
seventh, he took an hour to finish it, trying to stall
and give his belly time to stop acheing. The only
reason he finished in an hour instead of two, is
because the manager had started rubbing his crotch
again, and he got excited, the pee warm and his crotch
squishy. He ended up gulping the formula down, humping
up into the managers hand half willingly. "My baby boy
loves cummies. He drinks all his milky like a good
boy." Jim was taken out of the highchair and brought
into a bedroom. The bed was large, and the manager set
him on it "on your hands and knees baby boy" Jim
whimpered but did what he was told. "I-im not a baby"
he got a soft pat to his bottom "oh yes you are. Only
babies make messies like you do. Now. Let it all out
baby" Jim went to protest again but he suddenly moaned
in relief. He barely pushed and his pacifier popped
out, and an avalanche of poop following it. His diaper
sagged down almost instantly. Jim pushed so it would go
out faster. He suddenly realised. He's been calling the
pacifier that was in his butt his. Shuddering at the
idea, he looked down at his diaper. It was dark brown
and sagging down to the extreme. The manager was happy
to squish and smell it, making sure it went all over
jims crotch. Halfway through pooping, he was turned
onto his back, and he was being rubbed, again. "Come on
baby. Make cummies from your poopy." He got hard, but
he didn't like it. "P-please stop" he didn't get and
answer. Instead he was sat up, and dad- the manager put
his hand down the back of his diaper. Jim blushed, and
shuddered at an idea. But the managers hand left, and
he was now holding his pacifier. It was filthy. "Babies
can't talk unless it's good words." Jim struggled, but
the poopy pacifier was now stuck in his mouth. He was
forced to suck, and he didn't like it at all. Jim
stopped pooping shorty after that. But that didn't stop
daddy from making him cum from his poop. He was picked
up and taken to the nursery again. That's when the
manager rubbed an oil all over him, his body hair going
away ever so slowly. Some was poured down the front of
his diaper. He was then sat in a speacil chair, and was
strapped into place. Jim squirmed and whined. Daddy
smirked "this is what I like to call the cummy chair.
You'll find out why" jims eyes widened suddenly, his
bottom being vibrated. The chair started to get warm,
and the strap over his diaper vibrated. Jim squirmed
and moaned softly, sucking on his pacifier more.
Something pokes his butt, and he looked down. A tube
was now in his diaper, going through the left leg hole
in the back. It poked around before going into his
butt. Jim moaned and squirmed, the vibrations getting
worse. Daddy left the room. Suddenly him felt something
starting to fill him. Hot goo was being pumped up his
butt. Jim came into his diaper and stayed hard. Between
the pump, the vibrations, and the fact that the chair
was making his mess warm was to much. He was bloated
full of goo before the pump left, and he was stuck
there. Jim started humping up into the chair and his
soiled diaper
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