Becoming A Sissy Baby

Chapter 11: Punished

Sam's POV:

Claire pats my hair as I chug the last of the milk. She then disconnects the bottle and puts it away. She leaves me stuck in the highchair while she goes around the kitchen cooking.

I start farting uncontrollably shitting in my diaper every 15 minutes. It went on you about an hour or two. I was all sticky and gross down there. I felt like taking a million showers because of the smell but I was strapped to an oversized high chair unable to move.

Claire came to me a while later to check up on my diapers and they were indeed turning brown. She smiled as she patted my poop-filled diaper.

"Now I can say you're full of shit, literally." She laughed just as I let out a long fart. I looked away from her I was ashamed but I couldn't control myself. She took pity on me and unbuckled me from the chair, or so I thought but instead of putting me down for a nap or even changing me she set me down on the carpet and took the dreaded camera from her back pocket.

I tried to crawl away but she didn't let me and it gave her better angles to capture the soiled diaper. She commanded me to stop and turn around. She then proceeded to tell me all the different poses to show off my soiled diaper as she snapped picture after picture

This was different because all the other photos were forced but these ones, I was posing for them; I was being made to pose but that didn't make much difference. She made me stand and smile, show off my diaper, and crawl around.

She even took a video of me. She instructed me to crouch down on my legs and force out all the farts and shit. She had so much fun making a fool out of me. She looked at me like I was some pet project of hers. Cheering me on, telling me what a good baby I am being.

After the whole shoot was done and she had enough digital evidence she put away the camera.

"Don't you worry little Sammy; those photos won't see the light of day as long as you behave like a good boy you are." She said sweetly.

By this time the diaper was extremely wet and stinky. It was dragging and I had to sit down on my butt. Just as I sat down all the poop mushed into my private parts. Claire picked me up again and I thought finally she is going to change me. I was wrong again.

She strapped me into a baby bouncer that was attached to the ceiling and adjusted the height. My hands were tied. My toes barely touched the ground. she strapped my diaper up against me and moved away, admiring her handy work.

She had a remote in her hand which made the bouncer move up and down playing nursery rhymes. She stood around watching me for a bit. Making mean comments about what a pathetic baby am; how I am the scum of the earth and I should be grateful she has taken me under her care.

She also told me how she expected me to mess up again because she had an array of punishments ready for me. All the while I was continuously farting and pooping at regular intervals.

The bouncer stopped and she let me out putting me on the ground again. Then she made me stand up the diaper started sliding down and I had to hold it up. She seemed amused at my state. She then made me crawl around her as she led me towards the kitchen for dinner.

I was once again strapped to the high chair. This time around I was sitting quietly as the food smelt amazing and I was hungry.

She set her plate and then started eating a beautiful steak and mashed potatoes. Right in front of me while I was given nothing. Tears started well up in my eyes. She saw me and sighed

"Here is your dinner," she said as she handed me another milk bottle. "You didn't think you'd be eating something different, did you?"

I was disappointed as I took the bottle in her hands and started to chug.

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