You sit there helplessly pinned in a highcahir, dressed like a baby doll, while Kelsey runs downstairs. You hear the whirring of the blender, and minutes later she returns with a giant bowl of a mysterious mush. It looks like she took whateer she found in the fridge, prunes, spinach, meat, anad mixed it together. THe bowl would be big for you at normal size, but at your doll size its ridicuous.
"Open wide!"
You clamp your mouth shut. You are an 18 year old boy, going to college in the fall. No way you are gonna eat baby food. But Kelsey just pinches your nose, and when you gasp for air, she starts shoveling the food in. After an hour of this highchair humiliation, the bowl is finally done. Then she-
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