chapter 4

Tricia walks into your bedroom and comes over to your bed. As I directed her, she checks your diaper and finds you wet and messy. No surprise really, you eat a lot and go a lot.

Carefully Tricia turns you to get the hoyer pad under you. I watch from the door to make sure that she cares for you as she has been taught.

After the pad is securely in place, Tricia uses the hoyer lift to transport you to the changing table. I can see that your bedding needs changed as well, and I smile at Tricia when she starts to change the sheets without being asked.

It doesn't take Tricia long to get the bed changed and get you into a fresh diaper. I can tell she is comfortable caring for you and that makes me happy.

After Tricia gets you back in bed, I wheel in a chocolate cake and look at Tricia with a fork in my hand....

Me: "Tricia I want you to hand feed him this cake. All of it."
Tricia: "That's a lot of food!"
Me: "I don't care, he can handle it and needs it."

Tricia swallows hard and sticks the fork in the cake, gets a big bite and brings it to your waiting lips. You eat it greedily and quickly. I watch as Tricia continues to feed you and the cake slowly disappears. The cake is 3 layers, and the first layer is almost gone. Tricia looks at me, and I smile, telling her to continue.

When Tricia starts the second layer, I see you squirm a little. I know that you peed your diaper, but no one cares, that can wait. Tricia continues to feed you and the second layer rapidly disappears.

Tricia starts feeding you the third layer and she can see you struggle. Her eyes tell me she wants to stop, but I tell her to continue. As you struggle, I enter the room and decide to motivate you. I walk over to you, untape your diaper and push it down exposing your penis.

I start to give you a blowjob, and you start to eat faster.. You finally finish the cake as I feel you cum in my mouth...

You fall asleep and I relax in a happy afterglow...

I am almost in a daydream watching you sleep after your massive cake, when my phone rings. The next interviewee is in my driveway and is here for her interview....