He went and told Maisy about it, but misinterpreted Bwuu’s cute little joke, and now these cute kids think they can get Bwuu to lay a golden goose egg for them…..they’re gonna be a bit disappointed with the result.
Looks like it is not only one thing they have been force to eat. Now the next thing seems to be that they are chairing a can whit baby food. And when they are finish it seems like they both needed a new diaper before the nap time. They look to be very sleepy now and i can understand that. It have been a long scary moments for this two boys so i bet it feels nice whit some sleep now.
– To the room already! – Vitória yelled out. Yure could barely hear, because his bladder was distracting him. He was still holding himself with all of his might, but Vitória’s tugging made him lose more urine. But, as the seconds went by, Yure managed to be in control of his body again, even though he had a damp diaper now. His bladder began to hurt. – Time to go back to bed – said Vitória, pushing Yure to the crib. Once in there, Yure comtemplated his situation: desperate, tied and now behind the crib bars, not to mention the ridiculous bow. – To keep you from waking me up again – said Vitória -, let’s make sure that you won’t be hungry this night again. What about another round of milk, you naughty girl? “No more! Please, no more!”, Yure wanted to yell, but all that came out was: – Aaah, gwagwahhgaaaa-yaaaa! Vitória, using brute force, made Yure drink the milk round, compensating the small leakages and filling his bladder beyond the previous amount.
Looks like this cats diaper starting to get wet now and whit this second bottle its soon going to be impossible for him to control his bladder any more its going to burst and release it content into the waiting diaper. I hope the diaper is going to be able to handle it.
– Baby wants baby bottle, isn’t it? – she asked. Yure was almost at his limit, the last thing that he would want is more liquid in his body. He tried to refuse: – Mgumgugagwah! – he the words didn’t come out. – Ah? Perhaps baby doesn’t want to take the bottle peacefully? – she asked. – Then I think I’ll have to insist with you. Suddenly, a weird sound was heard coming from behind Yure. And before Yure could think of a reaction, belts, tied to ellastic ropes, tied him by the wrists and ankles. – Ahmahmahmah! Agwuhguhguuuuhwaah! – he yelled, trying to fight against the belts, but without success. Each frustrated attempt at moving shook the pee inside his painfully full bladder.
Poor Yure i think that his full bladder is going to burst any minute now it look to be very close now.
– What a fatty baby! – said Vitória. – He is so pudgy, looks like a little ball! Yure wanted to say “stop fat-shaming me”, but, even if he could talk, the baby bottle would muffle his voice. – He’s really very chubby – said Vitória, groping Yure’s belly. – Really a lot… Vitória began to push her fingers against Yure’s underbelly, pushing the thumbs to feel the squishness of that belly full of milk. But she didn’t seem to notice that she was pushing her thumbs right over Yure’s pained bladder. Yure felt his pee trying to come out, puhsing against the exit, but he fought, with all that he had, to stay dry. It was when he began to sweat. “Now I really know that this is a dream”, he thought, “Cats don’t sweat”.