You decide, to start your quest towards being a literal big baby, to head for the kitchen. You find its quite large with a big fridgerator and shelves and shelves loaded with food. You first go to the fridge and open it to find several huge baby bottles. You also find several jars of baby food, but as you look closer, you notice odd names.
"Mashed pizza,"
"Mashed tacos,"
"Mashed cheeseburger, cooked well done, and stuffed with breadcrumbs and eggs,"
You decide to grab a jar of mashed pizza and get a spoon. You walk over to a high chair, made for someone three times your size and weight and crawl on. You sit down and place the bar over, before putting your food on the tray.
"Ok...big baby fat, here I come!" you think, grabbing the bottle and sucking on it. As you feel the cool, delicious milk go down your throat, you can feel your belly slowly expanding. Your diaper starts to feel a little tight. You stop drinking to eat some spoonfuls of mashed pizza. Eventually, both the jar and the bottle are empty, and you're patting your pudgy belly. "It begins..." you smile.
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