Warnings for: infantilism, nappies, bottles, sippy cups, crib, dummies, oversized high chair, stroller, car seat, bouncy chair, swing, walker, folded crib and jumperoo.
This story is about Kurt and Blaine living in a infantilism lifestyle 24/7 wher...
(I know this is up late again, but I promise to make it up to you guys as I know that the previous chapter was also up late as well)
Ever since we moved into the house, which was almost two weeks ago, Blaine has been a little naughty. Bas and I don't know if its because it's a new environment but we thought that he had already got used to the place and everything.
"Alright, you, get outta there" I say as I pull Blaine out of my wardrobe, doing god knows what.
"Daddy" he giggles as I pick him up.
"Yeah" I chuckle as I carry him to his room.
"We're not going anywhere but you could do with some clothes" I say as he had somehow taken his pyjamas off except his bodysuit which was just unbuttoned at the bottom. I change his nappy and clip the buttons together on his bodysuit before putting him into a pair of black joggers, a short sleeve blue shirt that had 'here comes trouble' written on it and two arrows pointing to the head and some blue socks.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"Right, daddy just needs to make a few phone calls, now you can either play in your playroom or in the living room, what do you want to do?" I ask him.
