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Ty's Power

Give him some milk

added 9 days ago BM I S O

Once finished cleaning, the other man comes back and leans against the sink, looking down at the blob with an inscrutable expression. He takes the bowl, Ty and all, back upstairs and then exits the room once more, this time leaving him on an end table.

He returns with a cushion, and what seems to be some snacks. He plops down onto his bed and opens a bag of pretzels, turns on the tv, and then puts the cushion down in between his legs. Then he takes the bowl and pours Ty out, so that he’s facing away from the man’s crotch and towards the tv.

Ty is stunned by this, instinctively clenching his asshole as he still wobbles about on the cushion. It’s sunk in the middle so it holds him as if it’s a softer bowl. He’s anticipating feeling an unwelcome intrusion into his backside, but oddly enough, instead, a hand appears in front of his face with a pretzel. It pushes the snack right between his lips so that Ty has no option but to suck it in. He tries his best to chew before another pretzel appears, and then a juice box. The juice is actually a welcome reprieve; much easier for Ty to accept and suckle on a straw in his current form than to chew something hard like a pretzel.

It goes on like this for sometime before the student leaves again and then returns with more snacks, and a laptop. He sits back down in the same position and this time spoon feeds Ty some applesauce and then offers another boxed drink— this time milk. Ty is already full of both food and drink, not to mention piss and cum, but he can do little to protest because his juggling and whimpers seem to be interpreted as wanting a different kind of snack rather than refusal. Eventually the force feeding slows however, and eventually Ty begins to doze off. It’s only then that the man decides to open his laptop and plop it down directly on top of Ty’s soft, squishy little body. The ripples that run through him wake him instantly and push a few moans out, but the student doesn’t seem to mind. After a bit, the warmth of the laptop calms Ty, even being squashed into a flat, fat little disc, and he closes his eyes.


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