Not Old Enough[private w/ Sassy_World900]

[aizawathebaby]

Aizawa’s tummy rumbled the minute Mommy asked if he was hungry, and he flushed deeply. He pouted like any other toddler when the TV was turned off, not liking that he couldn’t watch his cartoons right now. “But..I was watchin’ that!” He whined a little, resting his chin against the stuffed cat’s head. “I watch after?” The man murmured, letting her pick him up and carry him onto the kitchen, keeping a tight grip on his stuffed kitty. When she said she hoped he was hungry, he nodded reluctantly. “ ‘ungry, Mommy.”

He calmed down after she set him into the highchair, thumb straying to his mouth. He watched as the tray clicked into place, mumbling something under his breath about how funny he felt now. His more adult mind, everything he had learned, was starting to get jumbled and strange. When she asked if he could feed himself, he shrugged and then nodded his head. ”I can do it.” Aizawa murmured, blinking up at her with wide, dark eyes. He lifted the fork to use it and paused. “Uh..I diddit.” He babbled, skewering a carrot and shakily slipping it towards his mouth. The carrot fell into his lap. Blushing, he handed the fork to Mommy. “I tried but it didn’t work.”

[Sassy_World900]

“No whining little Zawa. You will do as you are told.” she lightly scolds him. When asked if he could watch more after lunch. She looks down at him. “If you are a good boy and eat everything on your plate without whining or fussing. Then you may.” she tells him.

She stood by as he tells her that he can feed himself. She watched as he struggles with feeding himself and even drops a carrot. Telling her that he couldn’t. “Aw, that’s alright sweetie.” she said and gently pats him on the head. “I guess my little boy is much smaller then I thought.” she said. Taking the utensil from his hand and picks up another carrot. “Alright. Here comes the train pulling into he station.” she said in a playful tone and make train sounds as she moves the carrot closer to his mouth.

[aizawathebaby]

Aizawa nodded when Mommy said he could watch more television if he was good and didn’t whine. He blushed after he dropped the food and Mommy cooed about how little he was, so much smaller than she thought. The diapered man opened up wide for the choo-choo train, and swallowed down the carrot she offered to him. It was nice, so he opened up for more after that. Satisfied that he ate some food, he was going to say something but felt his stomach rumble.

His diaper felt strange, very thick and plush between his legs. Aizawa shifted in the highchair, trying to get comfy, and then the rumbling in his stomach got worse. Maybe he was just hungry, or he had to go to the bathroom. He hoped to god it wasn’t the latter. “My tummy hurts.” He admitted in a soft voice, being babyish to please Mommy Midnight, rubbing his eyes and lifting his head a bit higher.

[Sassy_World900]

She continued to feed her co-wroker. Making all kinds of train sounds with her mouth. Praying him for being such a good boy with eat bite. The plate was almost clear when she heard him say that he was not feeling good. “Aw, my poor little baby.” she cooed softly and places her hand on his forehead. Just checking if he had a fever of some kind. If he did, then she will take him to Recovery Girl. “How does your tummy feel? she asked. “Does it feel crampy like you ate something you are not suppose to or does it feel like you have to make a poopy?” she asked.

[aizawathebaby]

He did have a bit of a fever, forehead hot to the touch. He’d been feeling a bit under the weather this week even when he was at school, so that wasn’t a big surprise to him. When she asked if it felt crampy, like he ate something he wasn’t supposed to, he nodded his head. The next option made his traitorous gut churn, and he very reluctantly nodded. “Mm-hm. It feels like I have to-to go to the bathroom, too.” Maybe he really was ill? He hoped not. Aizawa did eat what she gave him, though his stomach didn’t feel like it appreciated that at all.

[Sassy_World900]

Feeling his forehead. She frowns and looks concern. “Aw my poor baby.” she coos with gentleness and worry. She takes the tray off and takes him out of the chair. Moving him back to the living room. She grabbed his stuff cat and grabbed some blankets and pillows. Laying them on the ground like some short of nest and then had him lay down. “I would put you on the couch, but I’m afraid that you will just fall off.” she said and stroked his hair. She covers him with a light blanket, turns on the TV for him to watch. Before she got onto her cell to make a call. She was on it for a little bit before she hangs up.

“Recovery Girl is coming over to check over on you. I just want to make sure you are okay and don’t need to be rushed to the hospital.” she tells him in a gentle voice. “Now when she comes over I expect you to behave. I know you are not feeling well but that’s no excuse to be rude. I won’t be afraid to spank your bum-bum with her watching.” she warns him in a gentle but firm tone.

[aizawathebaby]

Aizawa curled up after she had him lie down on the pillows with a happy sigh, clinging to his stuffed cat. He felt his tummy churn again and heard it rumble deeply; he knew precisely what that particular rumbling meant. The man whined softly, rolling around a little to get comfy, and hummed in contentment when Mommy covered him up. “Thank you, Mommy.” Aizawa murmured, rubbing his stomach. She did say Recovery Girl would come over and make sure he was alright, so he’d have to be a good boy. Getting a bare-bottom spanking in front of her would be embarrassing, horribly so, and he begrudgingly accepted the fact he’d have to be little for a while longer. Just a little, then he’d go home and forget about all this baby nonsense. He wasn’t enjoying this, he tried telling himself as he shivered under the blankets; he was a big boy. An adult.

The churning in his gut continued, growing stronger, and he knew he had to poop, but for some reason nothing was coming out. Partially this was a relief; he’d only gone in the diaper when he was sleeping, so he thought using it while awake and for something so big would be uncomfortable. Aizawa snuggled up to his kitty friend, stroking its fur, and decided to ignore that particular problem for now. He’d go when he wanted to, but not in a diaper. Using one while he was asleep and unaware of what was happening was very different from using one like this, when he was awake and his stomach hurt and he felt sick.

[Sassy_World900]

It wasn’t long before there was a kick at the door. Midnight goes tot he door and opens it. It was the elderly school nurse of course. She thanked her for coming over so shortly and and was lead into he living room where she sees Aizawa not he floor. “I hear there was a little sick boy.” she spoke in a sweet tone. Walking over to her and sat down beside him on the floor. Placing a medical bag down. “Now dearly, can you tell me what’s bothering you?” she asked.

[aizawathebaby]

Aizawa sat up, thumb straying to his mouth when Recovery Girl walked in. He lay back on his back after his stomach aches in protest of the movement, churning and gurgling. “Tummy hurts. I dunno why, but it feels yucky an’ like I gotta go to the bathroom, but I can’t go. An’ I can’t eat, it hurts to have food in my tummy.” He replied truthfully, lying back and clutching his stuffed cat close, blankie draped over his body as he rubbed his stomach.

[Sassy_World900]

She listens as he tells her why he was not feeling well. She felt his forehead and noticed that he was warm. “Poor dear.” she spoke softly in a nurturing way. “Now Aizawa, can you recall what you been eating for the past couple of days?” she asked. As she was doing so. She reached into her medical bag and pulls out a thermometer. “Now I know your tummy hurts, but can you please lay on your side?” she asked. Pulling out a small jar of lubricant from her bag as well.