Robert Gets Turned Into A Little Baby! (part 2)

(part 1)Robert’s whole life somersaulted. He became a six-month-old baby and was imprisoned with Vanessa and Theresa as a highly dependent being. At that point in his life, Robert hated them the most. Even though he wanted to despise them, being held by them meant he was put against their bouncy chests, which almost made it worth it. And he was so coddled! The first couple of days, while Vanessa and Theresa got all the supplies needed, Robert slept between them at night and took naps on their laps during the day. He couldn’t lie to himself when he admitted that having their big boobs and thick thighs at his service was the best thing about the situation. Once Robert’s room was fully baby-proofed and ready with all the supplies needed, he started sleeping in his crib instead. Once everything was settled in, Vanessa and Theresa took turns taking him outside. Realizing that he’d be around other adults, Robert tried to grab their attention the maximum he could, but he could only voice baby sounds, which got him soft coos and chin tickles. He quickly got frustrated, which showed through him screaming and wailing loudly. The reaction of the adults around, including Vanessa and Theresa, was trying to distract him with random objects, give him food, or cuddle him, and being soothed while his face and body were held against the big boobs fast enough became normal to him. What took more time for him to get used to was being cared for to the degree of a baby. Diaper changes, milk bottles, and baby food instead of actual food, baths, and the fact he had trouble coordinating his members so he could crawl were the real challenges for him. But as time passed, his mentality started to regress. He started looking forward to the naps on Vanessa’s or Theresa’s thick laps more than before, to the bath routine, and even his babbling didn’t make him annoyed. He started enjoying being a baby and being taken care of, and bit by bit, Robert began to smile and giggle more often at home and when other people praised him. The way he drooled and babbled made him laugh. Crawling became easy for him, and he got used to the food given to him. The baby toys he had at home that Vanessa and Theresa got him finally started being used, as it made him happy with the weird noises and forms they had as he had never seen such things. Robert slowly but surely was becoming a full-fledged baby, and his mind wasn’t rejecting it. Instead, deep down, he liked being a baby and being treated like one. The day he admitted that being a baby wasn’t as bad as he initially thought was the last day he had any adult thoughts. From then on, Robert was a six-month-old baby, and his only thoughts were about food, naps, and playing. And he deeply loved the two women who cared for him, Vanessa and Theresa.

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