Dante’s eye was drawn to a group of three high-school aged kids, two guys and a girl.He noticed them partially because unlike the other children, they were locked into the old-fashioned style of highchairs, with a straight back and a hard seat; their arms were all pinned to their sides by the tray.Mostly though, he noticed this because they were all stripped naked save for their diapers.(What could he say?Dante’s eye was drawn to a decent rack.) Not even bibs adorned their persons, and their torsos were covered with some kind of glop.Baby food.All the Judy’s had plastic bowls full of the stuff placed on the trays.
“I just got them yesterday,” the redhead Judy in the green dress said to her cohorts.”They’re such fussy eaters that I don’t even bother to dress them for meal time.I just strip them out of their little outfits and redress them when they’re done.”The other Judy’s nodded their approval.
“Dante’s new too,” the blonde Judy in the scrubs said, “but he’s been a little angel all day.”She unbuckled Dante from the stroller and hoisted him up into the highchair.He could feel one of the boys staring at him.He swore he heard the word “freak” muttered as the tray was clicked into place.Fuck that guy.He didn’t know it, but he was on the fast track to complete babification at this rate.
The three topless prisoners struggled against their bonds to no avail, as one at a time their Judy tried to spoon feed them.They twisted and turned their heads, resulting in most of the glop getting smeared on their cheeks instead of in their mouths.The fire in their eyes looked less threatening once you took in their current state of undress. One of them, not realizing that the stain would disappear on contact, spat food right at the redheaded Judy.The Judy did not even register it.She just persisted in trying to spoon feed the young man.
Suddenly, the girl wailed out, “NOT AGAAAAAIIIIN!” as she stared down between her legs.”Why can’t I go potty anymore?!I just wanna go home!”She broke down and started sobbing.The Judy in the green dress assured her that if she was a good girl and finished all of her num-nums, then she’d get changed into a nice, dry diaper before nap time.The girl nodded meekly and allowed herself to be fed.The other baby teens either pretended not to notice these goings on, or were really too far gone themselves to care.
Dante’s Judy went over to the refrigerator and brought out three bowls of mush.It looked like it had the consistency and texture of applesauce, save that it was rainbow colored.Dante was worried, but a quick glance at Lysa showed her to be unconcerned.He thought about fighting it- he didn’t really want to be spoon fed, after all- but one look at the other three new arrivals made him think twice.Besides, his stomach reminded him, he was hungry.Other than the bottle of milk, he hadn’t eaten anything since he got here.
The Judy tied a bib around Dante and his two companion’s necks.Midori’s read: “Spit Up Happens.”Lysa’s had “Lunch is on ME!” written on hers.He looked down at his own, and read it upside down.His own bib said, “SIMH: Stuck In My Highchair.”Great.These were angel moms with a sense of humor.