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Chapter 10
Messy Dinner

This couldn’t be real. No! I had actually done it! I did everything I could to try to stop peeing but it wasn’t working! The soft hissing continued as I lay there on the floor on my stomach and whimpered to myself. I had to go so badly!  I flipped onto my back and sat up. I looked down at the pull-up under my skirt as my accident slowly finished. As I watched the pull-up slowly started to sag more and more as the warm spread all throughout my crotch. Finally, the feeling ended and the accident was over.

I tried to move but my pull-up felt gross. It was extremely warm and when I lifted my butt slightly it sagged heavily.

“OH MY GOSH!” Katie’s voice suddenly screamed out, making me jump again. I looked up and she was staring down at me now. “You did it little babygirl! You peed, right in your little pull-up like stupid little babies are supposed to do.” I felt like I wanted to cry but I didn’t want to give in while Katie was yelling at me. I simply glared at her instead because I couldn’t exactly disagree fully with what she was saying.

“Hehe, that’s it sweetie, you can be angry at me, even blame it on me. But I wasn’t the one who peed in your little diapee. That’s all on you ya little bitch.” Katie leaned down and pressed her hand roughly on the front of my pull-up, making me blush deeply. “Oh my goodness, you really did a number on this thing. Somebody really had to go didn’t she? Hehehe.”

Katie had a lot of fun calling Blake over and showing off my soiled state to him. He chuckled to himself and shook his head. Apparently the two of them had had a bet going on whether I would make it through the challenge or not. Blake had bet that I would make it. I was as upset that I had let myself down as he was.

Blake and Katie made me stand up off the floor and took me into the kitchen. “Please,” I asked. “Can’t I please change myself at least?” I said it as politely as I could to try to get on their good side.

Katie smiled at me. “Aww, that’s cute. At least the baby hasn’t forgotten her manners. But the answer is no little girl. Just like a real baby you are not in charge of your changes. We will change you, when and if, we feel like it.” Katie giggled hysterically at the appalled look that I’m sure was on my face. “Now sit down!” With that, Katie placed her hands on my shoulders and pushed me to the floor roughly. As my bottom was forced against the floor my soggy pull-up squished. “Babies don’t mind having their meals anywhere. Tonight you will have dinner on the kitchen floor.”

Blake walked over with a little plastic bowl and placed it down in front of me sitting on the floor. The bowl was full of applesauce. Then Katie placed something else down that made me whimper at the sight. A bottle. A real baby bottle filled with milk. Blake said, “Growing girls like you need it to grow big and strong. Though in your case I’m not sure if that will ever happen.” Both of them had a good laugh at that while I looked down at my sorry excuse for a meal.

“Spoon?” I asked softly. Katie gave me a smirk. The implication was clear. I was to eat with my hands. I reached down into the bowl with my hand open. I was determined to, despite their teasing, to eat as cleanly as I could. I would just have to take little scoops.

I looked at my backpack. I had my phone, or my wallet, and everything else that was my adult life in it. I pondered for a moment if there was anything in it that could help me.

Blake followed my gaze and picked up my backpack. “Little girls like you don’t need this stuff sweetie.” He said softly. He took my entire backpack and placed it on top of the fridge. In response to my frown and disbelief he added, “Babies like you are too short to reach the top of the fridge anyways. Now eat!”

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I had forgotten how much I hated applesauce. After the first few scoops I had started gagging on each one. My requests for other food fell on flat ears as both siblings ignored me. I was extremely thirty though. I tried to imagine it wasn’t in a baby bottle but I finished all of the milk they had given me; but not before Katie started filming me drinking out of it, to my utter shock. Finally it was all too much. “I’m done!” I cried out. My bowl was still half full but I had gagged down as much as I am able.

“Finish your food sweetie,” Blake warned me, but I stayed resolute. With my arms crossed and my eyes closed I showed them that I would not listen to everything they said. I was not going to eat any more of that gross paste they were trying to call food.

“No,” I replied to Blake matter of factly.

“Fine, then we’ll just put it where it would have ended up anyways.” I opened my eyes in surprise at the strangest feeling. Katie was right in front of me and she had grabbed the front of the waistband of my skirt and pulled them out. In her other hand she had the half full bowl of applesauce and without hesitating poured the entire bowl into the front of my already soaked pull-up.

I screamed out and tried to pull away from her but Blake stood behind me, daring me to move. I did not. Instead I lost it and began to cry as Katie finished pouring all of the applesauce into the front of my pull-up. It was very cold and mushy and felt really disgusting. As the meal sloshed around near my privates and inside my diaper both of the siblings were having the time of their lives. Katie let my waistband snap back into place and put the bowl down. Then Blake stood me up on my feet where my pull-up was sagging further than ever before under my skirt. Both siblings had a lot of fun pressing their hands against the front and back of my pull-up to squish the mess around further. Katie at one point got right into my face with a smirk on her face and said softly,

“Don’t worry babygirl. Soon you’ll be feeling this kind of mess for real.”

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This story was written by Zander Chesney
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