The New Daycare
As the baby blue square was being brought towards you, you could just make out what it was, a huge pull-up. Your eyes widened in surprise, that thing was big enough to fit you! The bottom of the conveyor belt reattached, giving you something to lay on and pull-up was placed on it, disappearing from your view. A powder brush generously dusted powder all over your ass, which was still sticking up in the air.
Your ankle restraints snapped back into their original position, lowering your butt down on the thick padding, allowing the powder brush to dust your baby sized dick and balls. The training pants were pulled up between your legs and taped into place, leaving you feeling completely embarrassed.
You squirmed as the restraints released you, allowing you to sit up. You blushed as you looked down at the pull-up, Winnie the Pooh’s happy face smiling up at you as a matching shirt was pulled over your head. The conveyor started up again, moving you farther into the “daycare.”
The conveyer came out from underneath you again, but instead of falling onto another line, you landed on a padded play mat in a large room. Looking around, you could see several little boys toddling around, all about the age of 3 or 4. None of them paid attention to the man that had just fallen into their room. Your face heated up even more when you realized that most of the toddlers were wearing pull-ups, just like you were.
What should you do?
Your ankle restraints snapped back into their original position, lowering your butt down on the thick padding, allowing the powder brush to dust your baby sized dick and balls. The training pants were pulled up between your legs and taped into place, leaving you feeling completely embarrassed.
You squirmed as the restraints released you, allowing you to sit up. You blushed as you looked down at the pull-up, Winnie the Pooh’s happy face smiling up at you as a matching shirt was pulled over your head. The conveyor started up again, moving you farther into the “daycare.”
The conveyer came out from underneath you again, but instead of falling onto another line, you landed on a padded play mat in a large room. Looking around, you could see several little boys toddling around, all about the age of 3 or 4. None of them paid attention to the man that had just fallen into their room. Your face heated up even more when you realized that most of the toddlers were wearing pull-ups, just like you were.
What should you do?