Kelly Chapter 2 Part 3 A week had passed. Seven days, here, in this place, as a baby! Kelly was loos
Kelly Chapter 2 Part 3 A week had passed. Seven days, here, in this place, as a baby! Kelly was loosing the plot. The hypnosis was too strong. The line between her own thoughts and her artificial instincts was becoming too blurred. She couldn’t work out what she really did or didn’t want to do. She still knew that she was an adult. She knew that she didn’t want to be here, even though it was so lovely here and mommy was just so… No that wasn’t her! She didn’t like it there and that was that. How was she supposed to get back to her normal life when she was giving in to this wonderful and just… terrible lifestyle. By now the humiliation of it all had worn off her and Kelly now no longer cared about getting her diaper changed or being breastfed or seemingly enjoying herself. At times she really was enjoying it all but Kelly would never admit that even to herself. Life as a baby was becoming more acceptable and Kelly was loosing the will to fight it anymore. In the seven days of her incarceration here a steady routine had developed. Kelly would wake up at some point in the morning. She had no way of knowing when it was, all she would know is it was light and that meant sleepy-time was over. It would take her a moment to adjust to the world and then she would start to sob and call for ‘Mommy’. Very quickly mommy would respond by entering the room and comforting Kelly until she stopped crying. She would then sit in the huge crib with Kelly lying across her knee and she would breastfeed her. After a few minutes of feeding Kelly would finish and climb up for a hug and mommy would hold her. Then she would carry Kelly into the kitchen and put her into her highchair. Once sat in the high chair correctly, Kelly would be fed baby food which wasn’t as bad as she had expected. It was one of the few things Kelly allowed herself to enjoy without feeling guilty. Once Kelly had been fed mommy would remove her from the chair and take her back to the nursery. She would then change Kelly’s diaper which would always be wet after a nights sleep. Once Kelly was into an clean, fresh diaper she would be changed into her cloths (usually just a short baby dress) and mommy would give her the toys to play with on the floor of the nursery. Kelly would happily play here for up to two and a half hours. Sometimes mommy would stay with her for a while, sometimes she would go through to the next room. Kelly didn’t mind either way but she did like mommy staying with her. Each day, during this morning playtime Kelly would mess herself and usually would find it entertaining to bounce on her poopy diaper. It never took mommy long to come and change her once she had messed herself and now the name; “Smelly Kelly,” had become a joke made each time. Kelly always giggled when mommy said it and would sometimes try to imitate her in her own babyish slur. Once Kelly’s diaper had been changed mommy would go and get lunch ready for both of them. Lunch would be baby food again, spoon fed to her and afterwards Kelly would be fed a bottle as well. Once she had had lunch Kelly would start to get tired and mommy would carry her back to the nursery for her nap. Kelly didn’t know how long she slept for at nap time. When she woke up it would be the same as when she awoke in the morning and mommy would come and breastfeed her again. Once she was fully awake and fed, Kelly would be brought into the living room to play. There were more toys and a playpen in there and mommy was always there with her so Kelly seemed to like being in the living room. Each day was different. On the fourth day she got to play dress up and on the fifth day she coloured in while mommy put up the pictures she had taken earlier in the week and on the sixth day mommy read her three stories on the couch. She would normally play for about four hours with a snack in the middle and a diaper change at some point. After a couple of hours Mommy would leave and get dinner ready for both of them. Usually Kelly’s dinner would be the same as her hunch. When it was ready Mommy would carry Kelly into the kitchen and place her in the high chair. Once she had eaten all her baby food she would get a dessert, usually chocolate and was sometimes allowed to eat this without any help, resulting in a lot of mess on her face. Once she had had dinner it was time for Kelly’s bath. Mommy would take her out of the highchair and and bring her into the bathroom. Once the bath was run and Kelly’s clothes were off, mommy would put her in the bath and wash her body and hair. When she had washed her mommy would leave and let Kelly play for a while. She seemed to like the bath as well as she liked anything else. When it was time for her to come out of the bath mommy would unplug it and lift Kelly out and get her dried off. She would then put kelly into her night cloths and bring her back to the living room. Kelly would play in the living room for another couple of hours before it was time for bed. When it was bedtime, mommy picked Kelly up and carried her into the nursery. She sat down on the crib and sat Kelly beside her. Kelly would snuggle into mommy and mommy would read her a story. Once she had finished the story she would take the sleepy Kelly into her arms and breastfeed her. Most nights Kelly fell asleep during this breastfeeding and mommy would tuck her in, pull up the bars on the crib and leave her to sleep, peacefully. During a few nights Kelly had woken in the middle of the night. As a baby she would of course cry out for mommy and mommy would always come and get her quickly. She would come and hold Kelly again until she calmed down. Then she would sing Kelly a lullaby until she fell asleep again. Whenever this happened Kelly’s mistrust of mommy and her hatred of being in this place would pass and even in the morning it would have lessened. It seemed everyday Kelly was becoming more and more comfortable with this new setting. Soon enough she would come to love it. -- source link
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