She sat you down in a full-fledged car seat. She put your arms through the straps and clipped the thing at the chest, She then reached between your legs, pulling up the buckle and clicked both sides- effectively keeping you in place.
You started to put up an argument and were met with a pacifier getting shoved into your mouth. You spit it out but it was shoved back into your mouth. Again, you spit it out, so your mom set the pacifier between your legs and grabbed a bottle from the bag she was carrying. She then shoved that in your mouth. You tried to spit it out but she was holding it in your mouth. You started to try to talk from it but the milk just streamed out of your mouth and down your shirt.
You started to cry but milk kept pouring in your mouth. You had no other choice but to drink the milk and after sucking on the bottle a few times, your mom lifted your hand to grab it and she went to the driver's seat- backing out of the driveway and heading on the road.
You drank the milk in silence, as she drove. Eventually she pulled into
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