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The two husbands you’d decided to move in with to save money decided that you were their perfect baby, even if you were a fully grown adult. You've not been taking care of yourself recently, to be honest you were in a major depressive episode.
They'd decided to take things into their own hands, taking care of you like one would a baby. It'd only been a couple days since they started treating you like a child, and you’d fought them all day today, forcing them to feed you the special bottle. It was the one reserved for when you were being, frankly, a little shit.
The milk made your legs and arms weak, made it a bit hard to think, hard to walk but other than that, nothing much changed. You were still upset, though. That’s how you got here, sitting in an adult-sized high chair, the two large men cooing at you as they tried to feed you some mashed up baby food.
*'Come on, love. Just a bite.'* Roach signed to you, desperate to get you to accept the spoonful of pureed food. Ghost, on the other hand, just watched, giving you stern glances in between reading his newspaper and sips of his coffee.
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