The New Daycare
You looked down, horrified and disgusted when you saw what had happened. How could you have done that? Messing yourself like a baby. You froze when the robotic arms picked you up, dropping you on top of the changing table. Your pull-up was removed and you were thoroughly cleaned.
A generous amount of baby powder was applied before your legs were lifted up, allowing for another infantile garment to be placed under you. You froze when your ass made contact with the padding. This wasn’t another pull-up. It was a diaper. The thick padding was tapped up and plastic pants were snapped on over it, locking with a little click.
You were carried over to one of the toddler beds, before being roughly thrown in. You glanced around, wondering how you might could escape. There were no visible exits. Then only way out that you knew was the panel that you’d come from earlier.
What should you do?
A generous amount of baby powder was applied before your legs were lifted up, allowing for another infantile garment to be placed under you. You froze when your ass made contact with the padding. This wasn’t another pull-up. It was a diaper. The thick padding was tapped up and plastic pants were snapped on over it, locking with a little click.
You were carried over to one of the toddler beds, before being roughly thrown in. You glanced around, wondering how you might could escape. There were no visible exits. Then only way out that you knew was the panel that you’d come from earlier.
What should you do?