"Time for din dins" exclaims Rebecca as she hoists you over her shoulder and carries you into the kitchen.
This giantess of a teenager effortlessly straps you securely into your younger brother's highchair. You scream "nah, iim nah ahh bavy" but your speech is still unintelligible. Rebecca goes searching for food, she rummages through a lower shelf opposite you, her perk pantie clad backside creeping out of the leg holes of her tiny shorts, you couldn't believe the owner of such a sexy posterior was dominating you as if you were a baby... you're meant to be the man here.
"I found something yummy" squealed Rebecca as she turned around, her arms filled with bottles of baby food. "Damn" you thought to yourself, you knew Damien hated this stuff, it was green and slimy... you can imagine why it was a struggle to get him to eat it.
"pleez nah, yah cent feeh ma dat" you plead but its useless, she sits down in front of you, her massive feminine body intimidating close.
"Open wide" she asked, but you refused. She pressed the the spoon of gross baby food as hard as she could against your lips but you used every ounce of strength in your tiny body to resist. "Dammit Tommy, do as I say and eat!" she demanded, clearly getting annoyed.
After about 5 minutes she roughly plunged her hand into your diaper and grabbed your crotch. Your alarmed face looked at her as she grinned menacingly at you, "time to eat baby NOW!" but you kept your mouth shut and shook your head(at least she could understand this message), her grip tightened and your body filled with pain. Her teen girl hand completely dwarfed your privates and she could crush everything that made you a man with no effort. You opened your mouth to call out in pain but before you made a sound a large spoon of baby food was shoved through your lips.
"Eat up baby Tommy and it stops"... you proceeded to gobble down the food as quickly as you could, despite the rank taste.
When you had gone through four jars(three and a half more than you ever saw Damien eat), the now gentler Rebecca pulled your blotted out of the high chair softly and began giving you a bottle of warm milk, you could barely fit it down your throat but you knew better now than to resist. Your spirit had been broken by this teen giantess. After the bottle was finished came the most humiliating aspect as she flung your body over her shoulder and began to burp you. Several hard slaps to the back before eventually a burp... and a few tears came out of you.
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