“Mom, dad!? What’s happening” Jess panicked as she rushed to her parents and teacher. However, the two women were too laser focused on their game of patty cake that they were just barely coordinated enough to play to turn away. And their father just gurgled and cooed up at her as he reached towards her
“I- I’ll go get help” Ben stammered as he fled the classroom. Out in the hallway it was about as chaotic, if not even more so. Miss Miran, the art teacher, waddled by covered in paint as smearing a pink trail on the lockers as she passed them. Someones mother wandered out of the women’s restroom wearing nothing but a sagging messy diaper with a confused expression as if he couldn’t remember why she went into that room in the first place. A girl was trying to comfort her wailing diapered father as she tried to make sense of any of this herself. And a few other parent and faculty babies were crawling around here and there.
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