The New Daycare
Pooping your pants was better than using that thing. You bent down, squatting as you started to relax your bowels filling the back of your pull-up with mush. You kept pushing, filling more and more of the thin padding. As you finished, a trickle of piss was soaked up by the front of the training pants.You stood up, feeling the heavy padding sag behind you.
There was one thing you didn’t consider about this option; now you were stuck in poopy pants. You looked over at the changing table, where a little boy was being changed. Would this machine do that to you, in front of all these kids? You snapped back into reality as robot arms were slowly inching towards you, what should you do?
There was one thing you didn’t consider about this option; now you were stuck in poopy pants. You looked over at the changing table, where a little boy was being changed. Would this machine do that to you, in front of all these kids? You snapped back into reality as robot arms were slowly inching towards you, what should you do?