Chapter 2: A New Home
I don’t have dreams often. I have nightmares some nights, and others, my mind thinks of nothing while in sleep. But here, in this situation; once I had passed out, I had a dream. A good dream; a dream that you wouldn’t want to wake up from. It was about me, and I was with my mother. I was no more than three or four, I think. I was lying between her legs, relaxed as could be, hugging a plushy of some sort. I was happy, relaxed, and calm. I sucked my thumb happily. I looked up at my mom, and watched her lips move, but I couldn’t hear her. It just sounded like I was under water. She smiled, and picked me up. She held me with one arm, holding me to her body, while she pushed open the front door.
That’s all I remember of the dream. It was in stark contrast to reality, in which I was being carried out of the house by some strange men violently. When I awoke, I felt, different. I didn’t feel like I had just gotten kidnapped, I felt like I was refreshed. I guess a nap’s a nap, no matter where you take it.
I didn’t have a blindfold on any more, but I still had duct tape over my mouth. I also wasn’t in my house anymore, I was sitting in a chair elsewhere in the world. I tried moving my arms, but to no avail. I was tied to the chair with duct tape. I tried my legs, which were surprisingly free and moveable. I looked around, seeing a woman walking into the room. There was a couch and an entertainment system, so I assumed it was an entertainment room of some sorts.
She looked at me. She was skinny. Not overly skinny or anorexic, but nice skinny. She had blond hair, and silky white skin.
“Nick, he’s awake,” She said to a man, who walked in right after her. He was also white, but his skin seemed somewhat rougher. He had black hair, and seemed to have a pretty ‘average’ body. He wore a pair of black lined glasses. They were thin, and seemed to fit his face just right. He looked at me for a second, and then spoke.
“Hello Tristian. I’m Nick, and this is Terri.” He said, motioning to the lady beside him. She curtsied, giving a small wave to me.
“Listen, we know you’re confused about all of this, but we want to know that you’re going to be fine, and no one is going to hurt you here. You’re not in any danger so long as you do what we say, do you understand?” He said it understandingly, softly, and calmly. He didn’t feel hostile at all. Actually, it felt as if he wanted to help me. I nodded softly.
“Good. Now, listen, this is all going to seem very strange to you, but just listen up, alright buddy?”
I nodded again.
“You have been kidnapped by a very corrupt and evil man by the name of William Dover. You are being held for ransom, and we are being held at gunpoint.”
As I heard this my heart skipped a beat. I knew I’d heard the name Dover before, I just couldn’t think of where!
“William Dover is a wealthy business tycoon, who holds a monopoly on nuclear power plants and plastic factories. He is very powerful, but corrupt. You are being held hostage because your father started to find out all of his ‘dirty little secrets’. He is leaving you with us while your family pays the ransom, or your dad negotiates a deal to get Dover a specific plot of land he desires.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. This was nuts! My dad was a lawyer, but why would he be playing detective and uncovering all of this, this- stuff about some rich guy?! Why?
“Now, I know this is a lot to take in, but you’re going to be okay. Now, I’m going to take the duct tape off. Are you ready?”
I nodded, and braced myself. Nick ripped the silver tape off of my mouth quickly. It stung for a second, but quickly went away. I let my pacifier drop to the ground, but surprisingly, neither Nick, nor Terri gave me a strange look. That surprised me a bit, but the thought quickly receded into my subconscious. Terri smiled. She walked over and picked up my pacifier. She simply walked away.
“W-what is she doing with-with that?” I asked nervously.
“Probably just going to clean it for you is all. Don’t worry. Actually, that brings us to our next topic in this discussion; your stay.” I cringed a little, but listened intently.
“We are not the bad guys here, if anything, we are as close to good as you’re going to get in this situation. Dover is Terri’s uncle, so she has to do what he says. That and his hired goons are watching the house. When you got dropped off here, we got a file.” He said, holding up a tan folder which seemed to be filled with paper.
“In it is information about you that Dover collected. It has a lot of information.” He said. “You don’t need to be worried; we both know you’re a teen baby.” He said, referring to himself, and Terri.
I felt like I was going to die of embarrassment, but stayed strong as possible, though, I was a bit ‘shaky’.
“I had a friend who was the same way back in high school. According to this, it’s also not a sexual thing.” Nick said, reading something from the now open folder.
“Now, I want to strike you a deal. Your dad’s a lawyer, so I think you should be able to ‘negotiate’ pretty well!” Nick said it sweetly and with wit, causing me to laugh a bit.
“Okay, shoot.” I said still giggling, despite the situation I was in.
“Terri and I are trying to have a kid, ya’ see. You’re a ‘TB’. We could use a little practice with a real baby.” He said. As I heard it though, my heart leapt twice. Once from fear and anxiety, and again from sheer joy, and excitement.
“So, we could ‘baby’ you if you wanted. What do you say?” He continued.
I pulled myself out of my state of shock. “What are the terms and conditions of the babying?” I asked. “Like, what am I allowed to do, and not allowed to?”
Nick chuckled. “Yeah, definitely a lawyer’s son; you can talk normal and eat normal foods and stuff. You can walk and play games and anything else a kid your age would do. But you can’t use the internet, and no bathroom. You’ll have to have naps, and you’ll get bottle fed.”
I considered the proposal carefully. I thoughtfully put together the pros and cons of the situation, as I always did. I looked at Nick, and smiled.
“Sounds good.” I said, simply and sweetly.
“Good. Alright, now no trying to run away, okay? You’ll get shot, most likely.” I gulped at the thought. Nick proceeded to untie me from the chair. I happily stood up. Terri then walked back into the room. I suppose it was obvious I was going to accept the offer, because she came back with my pacifier, and a bottle of milk. It was, awkward. For me, not for them though. She motioned for me to lie on the couch, to which I complied. I lay there, as she sat at the end of the couch. Nick left the room, as Terri patted her lap. I crawled over a bit, laying back down, and setting my head on her lap, looking up. We caught eyes for a moment, and the next thing I knew, I was drinking my first bottle since I was two. It felt, like I was in a dream. But I’d had the dream before. It was déjà vu, but so pleasant that I didn’t mind. I suckled the cold milk from the bottle at a steady rate, finishing it off in about five or six minutes. The milk hit the spot, and felt perfectly at home in my stomach.
My eyes had been closed, but I heard Nick come back into the room. He left without saying a word, though I heard him grunt twice from what I assumed was bending down, and then standing back up.
Once I’d finished my bottle, I opened my eyes. Terri’s sweet smile greeted me. I smiled a little back, cooing slightly. That made her giggle, knowing that I had done it unintentionally, like a real toddler, or infant would.
“You ready now?” She asked me.
“For what?” I responded. She giggled again.
“Hop off the couch and lie down.” She told me. I sat up and got off of the couch. I sat back down on the ground, and proceeded to lie back down. I looked over next to me and saw something that made me want to scream with excitement. There, next to me, was a package of ‘youth sized’ diapers, and they looked to be pretty thick! I also saw some changing supplies; powder, wipes, and anti-rash cream. It all was lying right next to me.
I looked back too Terri, who simply grabbed my pants’ waistline. I instinctively lifted my legs and lower body to make it easier. She also took my shirt off of me. Finally, she took off my socks and underwear. I was so nervous, but kept my exterior calm as she reached for the powder. She put some in her hands, and then rubbed it all over my ‘diaper area’. The scent made me feel safer and softer.
She opened the jar of anti-rash cream, and applied some to my lower regions. Once I was thoroughly protected, she grabbed the ‘coup de grace’. I shivered in sheer excitement from the knowledge of what was about to happen. She grabbed the package of diapers and opened them up. She opened the diaper up fully, lifting my legs for me. She placed the diaper underneath me. My backside was most definitely up in the air higher than it was before.
Next, she centered the diaper, and pulled the front over my boy parts. She grabbed the back part of the diaper, and pulled it up. Adjusting it, she pulled the diaper’s tapes up, and secured them tightly onto the front portion of the diaper. I smiled and a tear fell from my face. I sat up, and tried to stand. I could stand, but my legs were so far spread that it was uncomfortable. I sat back down. Terri smiled. She then reached over and grabbed what I thought was a T-shirt. I held up my arms as she got too her knees, putting it over me. She stood me up a little, putting together the snaps at the bottom together, connecting between my legs. It was a onesie.
