“Hey! What are you doing over here!? You’re supposed to be working.” She snatches you up in her hand. You try to yell up to her.
“I was running from that boy. He stuck a woman in her diaper. I think she’s hurt bad or dead.” You explain to her as she looks at you. Her hand lowers and your glad she listens to you, but she instead hands you to the 4 year old in her lap.
“I don’t care. That’s why you are paid more money then us actual caretakers. So do your job and play with the kids.” She says as the boy grips you in his sticky hands. She continues to read to him as he tosses you in the air and catches you. One toss went too far and you landed on the floor by his feet. The thud as you hit the hard floor hurt and knocked the air out of you. Sitting up you see the boy leaning forward but can’t reach you. He sits up and smiles. Next your pinned between his bare feet. He squeezes and rolls you around between them as he giggles for a few minutes. Squeezing again he drags you closer towards him, till you pressed against the outside out his diaper. Your released from his feet as his hand grabs you up from the floor. His grip pins your arms to the side. He presses you against the out side of his diaper a few times before pressing you to his chest in a very tight hug. You can also hear him tummy growling and hope he doesn’t try to eat you.
The girl smirks and says “See that’s how you do your job.” As she takes you from the boys hand and points to the door. “See his mom is here, it’s not so hard to play with the kids till it’s time for them to go home.” Her smirk grows. “You only have to worry about workers not finding you hidden on the child so your not taken home with them and stuck shrunken at that size.” She stands up and turns to the boy. “Did you have fun with this toy?” She asked as she dangling you in front of his face. The boys face lights up in a smile at seeing you. “Yes! I like this toy!” He said. “Well your mom is here to take you home now, but I promise I’ll save this one just for you. Ok?” He nodded and yelled “yeah!”
Adjusting you in her hand, she picked up the boy, and took him to the checking station. She opened his diaper waist band and looked inside. She had him open his mouth and felt his socks. Turning towards her coworkers she says “All clear to leave. No hidden toys.” They nod and open the door so she can hand the boy over to his mom. Loosening her grip on you she smirks and says....
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