You huddled in the corner of the room in fear as the other kids, all bigger than you, ran about screaming and playing. The diaper crinkled with every movement you made, making you flush with humiliation. How could this have happened on your first day?
You went over to try and reason with Ms. Jones again. Unfortunately, due to your height, it was hard for her to notice you as she examined what looked like, to your chagrin, some bottles with the outline of a baby on them, though you couldn't tell what they were. You hoped you wouldn't have to find out. Instead, you tugged on the leg of her pants, and she looked down at you with a wide smile.
"Ms. Jones," you said in your calmest, most manly tone, "There's been some sort of mistake. I'm actu-woah!"
Ms. Jones, having set the bottles down, leaned down and scooped you up in her strong arms, holding you up in front of her.
"Sorry, Mikey, can't really hear you from down there with all your noisy classmates," Ms. Jones said in a babying voice, "What do you need, sweetie?"
Suddenly, the door to the room burst open, and in sprung a gorgeous redhead with bosom bouncing in a crop top that read "Cheer" across the front and a miniskirt that matched. She looked around anxiously before spotting Ms. Jones and rushing over.
"Hi!"
Ms. Jones turned, smiling but confused.
"How can I help you dear?"
"Um, I'm Sarah. I go to the high school."
Your eyes widened. This was Sarah, the girl who was supposed to take you to school instead of her brat sister Becky! You squirmed excitedly in Ms. Jones's arms, but Ms. Jones responded by pulling you into a tight cradle, rocking you back and forth with her breasts resting on your face as she listened to Sarah. You fumed as you became muffled, but it didn't matter. Sarah would save you soon enough!
"And, well, you see, I was supposed to take this new kid to school today but something came up, so my little sister Becky did."
One of the other toddlers began to wail, and Ms. Jones bit her lip, half-turning.
"This is all great dear, but can you get to the point? I have to tend to my kids."
"Right. Did you have a boy show up to class who wasn't on your roster? Possibly brought in by a young girl?"
"I did," Ms. Jones said, eyebrows furrowing with confusion. Unfortunately, she didn't indicate that the child she was currently smothering, you, was said child.
"Well, that kid, er, that guy, is actually a high schooler."
"What?"
Ms. Jones snickered.
"I think I would know if I had a high schooler in my Little Tykes class."
"Sure, but he, um, he, has a condition. One that stunts his growth, so he wouldn't look like a high schooler."
You were a little embarrassed by the conversation being had, but it was overpowered by your relief that this would be over soon.
"Are you sure, dear?" Ms. Jones asked, "Because the kid that was brought in for me was then claimed by his sister. You must be have the wrong class."
"I thought it was," Sarah said, unsure now, "I rushed over here as soon as I realized what had happened, and I haven't had luck with any of the other teachers."
You began to wriggle again as Sarah started to doubt herself. You had to let her know it was you! However, Ms. Jones just rocked you harder, patting the back of your head.
"Shhh, honey," she whispered to you, "It's okay."
She turned back to Sarah.
"I honestly don't know how a high schooler, even one brought here by accident who looks like a baby, could be here. It's been an hour. Surely we would have cleared up this little mishap by now, right, if he'd just shown me he wasn't a baby."
Your screams of frustration were completely muffled by Ms. Jones's chest. You'd tried to tell her multiple times, but she'd never listened! You were right there!
"Do you mind if I just look around to make sure?" Sarah asked.
"I suppose it can't hurt," Ms. Jones replied, "Just be quick. We have snack time and then a nap soon."
"Thank you."
Sarah began to look around at all the other children, while you were held in the firm grip of Ms. Evans.
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