Changing Roles III (Patreon)

(Chapter 3)

[Finnick made Nick sit on an enormous High Chair, and now it’s time to face bet like a man… or baby! Lol]

The night before he was the one with pants in the relation, drinking like insane, humiliating little Finnick with superiority and diaper jokes, and now he was the one wearing a diaper, forced to climb to the top of a Bigger Animal High chair.

-How’s the view big guy?- Finnick mocked -As you noticed all this baby stuff fits you, that's because you are a big baby Nicky, and Daddy know who's goanna swindle to get what it's best for his baby, and also because I cheated a polar bear to get this old and nice daycare, not ask...-

Finnick said pushing the chair near enough to the table and then trying to reach the top by jumping on it and then to the table.

That made the chair wobble a bit making Nick vertigo, making him grab the sides of the chair really worried to fall.

-Don't worry red, I'm here- Said happy to produce that effect on him.

Nick, of course, believed instantly the part when Finnick said he scam someone to own a building, but it is taken time to him to process the part that he is being forced to let Finnick do whatever he wants with him, like right now that he is being locked to the chair by a safety belt around his hips and front of diaper, making the feeling of the poofy diaper exaggerate, with every bit move he does he made a noisy crinkle between his legs, making him feel really ridiculous and embarrassed.

Finnick noticed Nick blush and he takes the chance to take a picture of him blushing in a babyish high chair looking how poofed his diaper is.

And of course, he doesn't care if the flash and the click sound warn Nick of the possible next blackmail photo he gets because right after he takes the photo, Nick notices the shot and does an extra humiliating face to the camera.

-Stop it! You have enough photos to make a whole album- Nick said really uncomfortable by the position he was in and how vulnerable he felt, like butterflies in the stomach combined with nerves.

-That’s actually a nice idea Nicky- Said in a mischievous voice -I will make a Whole album with photos of us having fun here, and I’m gonna keep it for myself at least you won't make me share it with everyone- warned Nick.

Nick knew Finnick would be doing it if he doesn't obey what he wants, what he doesn't know what he was going to do to erase that photos or make Finnick sick of that game.

He nodded to make Finnick know he was going to be an Obedient Boy even though that means he has to accept degradation and humiliation, only if that keep between Finnick and Him.

-Good boy- Finnick wink to him -Now stay still we don't want this silly boy fall huh?- Sayed while he takes the table part of the chair and put it in his place by holding Nicks arms to the chair, making him unable to move them.

Then he picked up a bib from the table and put it around Nick´s Neck.

Nick tries to look down and read with difficulty "Daddies Big Baby” annoyed in the irony he growls a bit.

-What, do you like it? Fits you very well you big dork- Says that tickling between his legs and diaper, while Nick moves the leg annoyed.

Finnick grimed happy to tease him and he pulled out a giant plate of blueberry pap and a spoon.

Finnick picked a bit -Open wide Nick- and then he tried to feed him unsuccessfully because Nick pushed the spoon by closing his mouth.

That made him spill it all over the table and his bib.

-Oops, see why I put you these? you are a dirty silly baby- Said grabbing another bit of pap.

-I’m not a toddler Finnick I can grab the spoon myself- Nick said embarrassed trying to pull out his arms.

-No, you are right, you are even sillier, a toddler couldn't be that dirtier, that's why I'm gonna feed you, now open wide, I make your favorite, Blueberries pudding- Finnick Warned by pointing the spoon to him.

Nick growled again and accepted being fed by looking at those superiority eyes of him.

Finnick grimmed pleased and suddenly filled Nick mouth with pap, making all his face dirty.

Nick tried to chew the blueberries but all that was semi-liquid, he couldn't believe it tasted even better than the regular blueberries, and also he was starving he wanted more, and that was humiliating.

Lucky or unlucky Finnick wouldn't let him take a second to talk again until the plate was empty.

-That's right... Yummy!... Here comes the plane...- Finnick takes every chance to talk to Nick like he was a kid that sometimes poops his pants (And so he looks) -Didn’t I tell you daddy gets your favorite? , ha-ha even is all over your face, you little guzzler.

Nick was trying to gulp lots of pudding, his cheeks were filled and his face and bib were all over dirty.

Another click sounded from Nick´s phone, this time the photo had a surprised Baby dirty Nick, enjoying lots of pudding.

Nick blushed and he gulped, thinking really embarrassed that he actually enjoyed the meal and the care, but he hated that Finnick was enjoying, even more, his humiliation, "what is this feeling?" he thought.

-Now that wasn't pretty bad huh? - Finnick said gently.

Nick felt that he could put up with that kind of care until he find out an opportunity to steal his god damn phone from him.

-Don’t have to be such a crybaby Nick, you are gonna get used to it, now hold your diaper we are goanna has some fun- Finnick mocked.

"I doubt it" though Nick, now sure that he is not goanna endure that more time.