There was no way that you were going to let them get away with regressing you into a baby. You began to fuss and kick and scream. To your shock, you found that your vocabulary had been stunted and you could communicate no more than an actual baby could. You tried your hardest to resist Kelly, but all that you accomplished was receiving a spanking.
Kelly flipped you over her knee and she began swinging her hand down onto your padded behind. You could tell that she was not swinging her hardest but it still hurt nonetheless. Soon you found yourself sobbing like an actual baby.
Kelly wiped your tears after she had finished your spanking. She gave you a stern look before she forced the nipple into your mouth. You reluctantly drank the bottle as you did not wish to be spanked again. After you had finished the bottle, Kelly burped you before placing you into your crib.
You sat and watched Kelly. Kelly emerged from the closet with a pink dress.Your mouth dropped and you tried to crawl away.
"Do you want another spanking?" Kelly said sharply. "You lost your ability to choose your clothes for today when you threw a tantrum. Today, you're going to be a darling little angel; and if you don't behave today then you're going to be wearing another dress tomorrow. Understood?"
You conceded defeat and let Kelly dress you like a girl. There were no mirrors in your nursery, and for that you were grateful. The only way that you were able to console yourself was to keep telling yourself that nobody would be able to tell that you were actually a teenage boy.
"Now, I'll give you choice," Kelly said as she carried you out of your room, "I can drop you off at daycare, or I can take you with me to school."
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