Velma and the Cursed Nursery (Private )

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Dakota smirked when she heard how Velma was talking, her perfect speech reduced to nearly inaudible babbles. And it was gonna stay that way for as long as the brunette saw fit. "Oh, isn't it obvious?" she asked, taping the pink diaper together and patting her crotch, "You can say I made a few improvements to your vocabulary." Though it was more of a downgrade but there wasn't much Velma can do at this point.

"Now, enough fussing," she said, lifting the Auburn and patting her butt, "I believe it's time for breakfast." And Dakota knew that Velma will be in for a surprise as she carried the helpless girl out of the nursery and back down the steps. Once they were in the kitchen the witch placed Velma's crinkly butt onto the highchair, buckled her in, and placed a locking tray over her lap and pinned her arms to her side in the process.

"Wha wong wif yous?!" Velma said. She could barely struggle in Dakotas grip. As much as Velma was fussing she did find Dakotas grip to be nice and firm, and the butt pats to be soothing. She gently wrapped her arms around her soon to be "mommy" and sighed. "Dis wong! You no do dis to meee! I gwown up no baby!" She babbled.

Velma was surprised at how Dakota buckled her firmly into the high chair. Things only got worse as her arms were now pinned to her sides. Velma whined and struggled as she tried her best to free her arms. "Wha yous gonna do tuh mees?!" She asked. Eventually Velma stopped struggling as she knew it wouldnt do any good. She sat their with a pouty face and attitude as she watched Dakota.

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Dakota was cooking something on the stove. It was in a small pot but didn't smell anything like bacon, eggs, or anything. Of course most breakfast items would be on a pan so it would be a mystery as to what the witch was making in the pot. Looking towards Velma for a few seconds she gave a cute smile before returning to the stove. Finally, Dakota was done cooking and got a bowl, scooping something out of that pot and into the that bowl.

Heading for Velma, the witch placed the bowl onto the tray and Velma could see that it was nothing but goopy oatmeal. "Breakfast is ready, little one," she smiled, tying a very pink bib around Velma's neck. With a smile, Dakota grabbed a baby spoon, dipped into the bowl, and brought the small bit of oatmeal towards the auburn's mouth. "Open up, darling," the witch spoke, touching the spoon onto Velma's lips.

All while she cooked, Velma tried peaking at what it could be. To say Velma was upset and embarrassed would be an understatement. She kept trying to see what exactly Dakota was cooking for her. Whatever it was Velma was going to put up a fuss about it. She blushed and whined as Dakota tied the plastic bib around her.

Velma nearly gagged as she saw the gross goopy oatmeal. She was NOT going to eat that. She shook her head at the bowl. "Nuh das yucky i no eat dat!!" She fussed. Once the baby spoon was touching her lips Velma turned away. She refused to open her mouth to be fed. Velma kept looking away and refusing to open her mouth for Dakota.

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Dakota kept on poking Velma's lips with the spoon but found that she couldn't get the object through. "Are you really gonna fuss like that?" she asked, "You know this oatmeal's gonna go in one way or another. You can either do this willingly or I am gonna have to get creative here. Choose wisely my lovely, little Velma."

The witch did wait several seconds as she tried to poke the spoon in some more, insisting that the auburn should open her mouth and accept it. After all, Dakota was not gonna feed her anything else this morning but when Velma kept refusing the brunette witch knew that she had to resort to her usual tactics that she used on previous victims. "Very well," she spoke, making her right hand glow at the fingertips, "Don't say I didn't warn you, Velma."

Right away she brushed the tips as Velma's legs. At that moment the girl would feel a tickling sensation unlike any she would have felt before. Dakota was gonna force her to force Velma to open up her mouth by laughing, and she knew that the auburn wouldn't resist for very long.

Velma was stern and refused to open her mouth. Even as Dakota kept poking her lips she stood her ground. In no way was she going to let Dakota feed her! "Hmph!" Velma said. She looked away and pouted, refusing to open her mouth. Normally she would be talking back to Dakota but she kept her mouth closed.

However her face turned red as she heard Dakotas words about dealing with her. Suddenly she felt a tickling sensation and lost it. Velma began laughing hysterically like the big baby she is. She couldnt stop it either! Her mouth was open and she was smiling and struggling in her high chair. She kept wiggling and giggling in her high chair. This gave Dakota the biggest opportunity to feed her.

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The exact second Velma opened her mouth to laugh as the same second that Dakota jammed the spoonful into the auburn's mouth. "Good girl," she cooed, keeping it there for several seconds to make sure that her adult baby would swallow the mush. Once Dakota knew that the pink-wearing girl did she finally took the spoon out.

"Now that you know that resistance is futile," she spoke, scooping up another spoonful of the oatmeal, "Will you be a good girl and eat your breakfast like a good wittle baby should? Or is Mommy gonna have to tickle you every time I want your mouth open?"

Velma was shocked as the spoon was shoved in her mouth. She was also surprised that the oatmeal was...kind of enjoyable! She swallowed the mush like she was supposed to, little bits being left on her lips and chin. "Dat...was...kindas nummys, duhkohdah" Velma admitted. Her cheeks turned red as her regular speech had not returned.

Her blush only got worse as she heard her options. Velma knew if she was tickled eventually she would wet herself. Not wanting to make anything worse she let out a defeated sigh and looked at Dakota. "Okis...i wet yous feeds meeee" She babbled. It was a struggle knowing she didnt have a choice in the matter but still wanting to fight back.

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"That's a good girl," Dakota smiled, feeding Velma spoonful after spoonful of the mush. Due to the auburn's cooperation she was able to spoonfeed her very quickly. It took her only five minutes to feed the girl the entire bowl. Surely it felt bits of oats all over Velma's lips and cheeks. "All done," she smiled, taking away the bowl, "Now that wasn't so hard, was it?"

Taking the bowl to the sink she simply dropped it in and headed for the fridge. From there she began preparing another large bottle of milk, filling the container all the way to the top before screwing on the lid. Turning back to the girl she waved her hand to lift the tray and undo the straps magically before physically lifting Velma up. "Baba time," she smiled, heading for the living room.

Velma couldnt help but smile as Dakota fed her. She began to enjoy the oatmeal more and more. The girl ended up losinf track of time and only focussed on being fed. She didnt even notice how messy her face became. It was a shock when she finished the bowl. Velmas blush returned as soon as she noticed that. "Dat was....nummy duhkohdah! Fanks you!" She babbled.

Velma wiggled a little bit as she watched Dakota walk away with the bowl. Her blush became much worse as she saw that she was gonna be bottle fed again. Velma squeaked as she was physically picked up by Dakota. "I no want baba!" She fussed. However it was so obvious she was going to be bottle fed no matter what.