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When I woke up I could tell I was not in the motel anymore. Opening my eyes I saw what almost looked like a baby mobile. That could not be right the last thing I remember was that demon grabbing me. Why the hell would there be a baby mobile?! Looking around some more I saw white bars made out of what looked like wood and a stuffed dog and no Sam. Once I had woken up fully I tried to sit up to get a better view of where I was only to find my body was tightly wrapped in some sort of blanket. The smart thing to do would be to not panic however after so long without food and not knowing where Sammy was I was not in the mood to do the smart thing.
"SAM!!! Where are you?!" I yelled while struggling against the blanket trying my best to get out.
"Crowley you son of a bitch let me out now! I will tear you apart limb from limb!"
After a few minutes of my screaming and struggling, I heard the door open. A man blond hair and red eyes poked his head over the bars above me and cooed before picking me up.
Slowly he started walking me towards some table off to the side of the room keeping a firm grip on me while I struggled against his hold.
"Shhh Dean it will be ok Daddy will make it ok?" He said as he lowered me down on the table.
That made me stop struggling and just stare at him in shock not even paying attention when he unwrapped me from the blanket and moved to grab something next to the table.
What the fuck was wrong with this man? Who the hell calls himself daddy? I was so lost in my thoughts I only snapped out of it when I felt a breeze against my junk. Now paying attention I was the strange man start to put what took me a second to realize was a diaper on me. Oh hell no! Immediately I started kicking my legs and struggling again.
"Stop you fucking pervert! Let me go! Where is Sam? Sammy!!!"
The man seemed unfazed as he just grabbed my legs in a tight grid and continued to put me in the diaper. I kept trying to kick and pull away constantly screaming for Sammy even starting to tear up when the man snapped me into a onesie and started carrying me into another room.
"Shh, Dean daddy is here. Let's go get some food in your tummy! Do you think that will my little boy feel better?"
The man cradled me against his chest and shushed me until I felt him set me down in some sort of chair only opening my eyes to see it was not a regular chair but a high chair. That did not help with my already overwhelmed emotions and I just continued to cry as the man moved away from me. After only a couple minutes the man came back and lifted me from the high chair before sitting down in an adult sized chair and cradling me to his chest. I felt something sort of squishy keep poking at my lips before I opened them letting whatever it was get pushed into my mouth.
As soon as I opened my mouth I felt a gush of liquid that almost made me pull away if it had not been for the man keeping a firm grip on my head. The liquid was actually very good and after only a few seconds I started gulping for more to hungry to even try to understand what was happening. I was sure as soon as I got some food in me and was able to take in my surrounding I would freak out again and start to try to find Sammy but as for now I felt safe and warm. I guess I could enjoy it while it lasted.