Part 1Part 2Author note: Uhhhm, sorry that I never finished this. Life sort of happened. My life kin

Author note: Uhhhm, sorry that I never finished this. Life sort of happened. My life kind of fell apart like 2 days after part two came out. Things are starting to come back together, guess I should finish what I’ve started. :)

The Landlord - Part 3/3

Hannah sat quietly in the bouncer, still unsure what to think about what the nany had said. Tommy had gone back down to sleep so she was left alone with the bottle.

The nanny wasn’t wrong about being starving, having felt off for the past few days had killed her appetite.

Hannah wasn’t sure if she should drink from the bottle, given what had already happened from the pills. Hannah knew her apartment was still upstairs and this bottle could be filled with an even stronger dose. Hannah weighed her options but the bottle was alluring to her. She had already come this far, whats the point of resisting, not like she could if she had decided. Hannah took a cautious suckle of the bottle, it actually tasted really good. Each suckle only drove her desire for the bottle’s content higher.

Hannah didn’t really consider the consequences, she just knew her body was demanding more of whatever the bottle had. Hannah happily suckled on the bottle as she sat in the bouncer, as more of the bottle disappeared, the more giggly she got.

When one of the nannies came back, Hannah was happily bouncing, still clinging to her bottle, desperately trying to get the last drop.

The nanny laughed, as she held the bouncer down, “good girl,” the nanny cooed as she took the bottle away from Hannah. “Your crib is in the next room, let’s get you over there for a nap before you get too cranky.”

Overwhelming joy wasn’t the only effect hitting Hannah now, her brain was scattered and she struggled to hold a thought for longer than a few seconds. A nap actually sounded great to her. The nanny lifted her out of the bouncer and carried her to the next door room where there were more babies, but smaller than the ones in the room she was just in.
“Since you are becoming a little girl much quicker than normally, we decided to move you to the baby nursery rather than the big kid nursery,” the nanny said to Hannah’s blank stare, forgetting that Hannah could neither concentrate on what she was saying nor what the words meant.

When Hannah simply giggled and clapped her hands together, the nanny laughed at her own mistake. The nanny lifted Hannah into her crib, laying a blanket and the teddy bear they had found upstairs in her former apartment. With Hannah regressing quickly, Hannah’s adult instincts were already completely gone, she made unintelligible sounds as she tried to squeeze the teddy bear close to her chest as she drifted asleep.

The only time Hannah stirred was when the nannies came by for their hourly diaper checks, Hannah was an advanced case and had to be changed a few times that night rather than the normal once or twice for new intakes.

The nannies rotated babies in and out of the kitchen for breakfast then began prepping the babies to go out for stroller rides around town. Hannah was one of the first to leave the house, she was in cute dress, a fresh diaper and a binkie. “Can’t leave your new parents waiting, we have to fit in a quick stroller ride,” Hannah had almost no comprehension what the nanny had just said, she just enjoyed being outside. The nanny pushed Hannah and one other baby around town, she even took them downtown, partly hoping to find a taker for the other baby with her. It had been an open secret among townies what their house did, hence why only out of towners would take the place.

When the nanny returned home, Hannah’s new parents were waiting patiently in the living room.

“This must be little Hannah,” the woman, Hannah’s new mom, cried happily as she squished Hannah’s cheeks. “Ooh. You’re a stinky one aren’t you,” she exclaimed.

The nanny quickly apologized and carried Hannah into the nursery to change her as the other nannies took care of the other baby. Hannah’s new mom quickly followed the nanny. “Excuse me,” Hannah’s mom interrupted as the nanny unfastened Hannah’s diaper, “Do you mind if I change her? You know, she’s our first, I want to be sure I am doing it right.”

The nanny smiled, they had made the right choice for Hannah’s new home, “all yours,” the nanny said stepped aside.

Her mom cautiously began changing Hannah’s diaper, the nanny stepping in with pointers from time to time. As she finished up the diaper change, the nanny offered to take a picture of her with her new daughter. Hannah began to cry.
“No problem, I can help you out. You just sit there and look beautiful,” the nanny instructed Hannah’s new mom. The nanny retrieved restraints and tied Hannah’s hands above her head.

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