Dipper's Diapered Dilemma

[zenith]

Pacifica blushed at Dipper holding on to her. She didn't hate it, but wasn't entirely sure what to do. After a bit of bouncing Pacifica lifted Dipper over her shoulder like he was a sack of potatoes. "Come on Little Dipper. I said the next thing would be food and I do keep my word." After they left the bathroom she put a little notice on the door that said "Service Requested."



She then walked down the hallway to her private dining room. Once she arrived she strpped Dipper into a high-chair. "Now wait here Dollie. Mommy is going to get your dinner." She ruffled his hair and skipped off to the fridge.

[AFacelessSoul]

Dipper grumbled as his hair was ruffled but did little more to object. Left sitting in the high chair, Dipper idly kicked his legs and started to humm to himself. Looking around the room like a curious child.

[zenith]

Pacifica brought two plates. "I will be enjoying escargot served with a side of miniature potatoes," she said as she revealed the dish to Dipper. "Your dinner is a mixture of chicken pieces, carrots and peas. They are all imported from Europe so they are the high class you would expect a baby to eat. For dessert, I prepared a bottle of warm chocolate milk imported from Sweden. This will relax you and help you sleep tonight."



She then took a spoonful of the mixture and held it up near Dipper's mouth. "Here comes the Yacht, sailing into port!"

[AFacelessSoul]

Dippers face flushed as he was expected to be spoon feed like a baby. Seeing as the hell he went through last time, he was in no thought to cause problems. Hesitently he opened his mouth for the spoon. Even letting g out a child like "awwww" as he waited for the food.

Once in, he closed his mouth and started to swallow. Face lighting up at the surprisingly good taste. Immeditly opening his mouth again. Eager for more

[zenith]

Pacifica was literally jumping for joy! She fed Dipper and he wanted more! She began to spin around in a circle at how good a dollie, Dipper was. She then brought in a second spoonful and said, "here comes the private jet, landing in the private airstrip" as she put the food in Dipper's mouth. On and on this went until Dipper had eaten everything. Now all that was left to feed him was the bottle. "Are you thirsty Little Dipper?" Pacifica asked? 'Not that it matters' she thought to herself.

[AFacelessSoul]

Dippers face had small smudges of food around his mouth. Leaning back in his high chair, satisfied with his meal. He lightened up at the thought of a drink. Smiling and nodding his head eagerly for more tasty snacks. Even bouncing on his diapered butt.

[zenith]

Pacifica smiled and wiped off the food still on Dipper with a napkin. She then began feeding him the warm chocolate milk. "Like I said Little Dipper. This is an excellent deal. I get a Dollie to play with, and you get to be pampered." She gave a laugh. "And to think you were against this earlier today.!"

[AFacelessSoul]

Dipper happily suckled at the bottle. Taking in the sweet milk as it was feed to him. He was actually enjoying this. Not even realizing he was doing exactly what he said he wouldn't. Innocently being babied in a high chair.

Suddenly dippers pulled away, a blush on his face. His brow furrowed and he started to wiggle in his seat. Lifting his but up, he started to grunt. Clenching his face tight until. A rip filled the air, the sound of Dipper soiling his diaper. A large buldge pressing out the padding as he let out a reilved sigh.

[zenith]

Pacifica laughed at Dipper before putting the bottle down. "Looks like someone made a stinky." she sand. She the picked Dipper up, but held him away from her body, not wanting Dipper's mess to get over her clothes. "Well, Little Dipper, It's time for a new diaper." What do you think?" Pacifica asked rhetorically.



Then she brought dipper to a different bathroom (with hardwood floors this time) and set Dipper down on the changing table. She then put on a pair of rubber gloves and a surgical mask before she turned toward Dipper, to change his diaper.

[AFacelessSoul]

Dipper looked at pasifica in discomfort. His face flushed as he heard his diaper starps pulled apart. Feeling the cool air once more on his exposed crouch. His butt still red from the merciless spanking and covered in his freashly made mess. His miniscule member limply hanging between his legs.