You munched on your toast as Kira took you to school, daydreaming a little. Finally, the car came slowly to a stop, and you began to get out of the car, only freezing when you realized you weren't at your high school.
"Huh? Kira, where are we?"
Then you saw the sign above the building and you knew exactly what was going on.
"Kira, you can't be serious."
Kira turned to look back at you with a malicious smile.
"What? I'm just dropping you off where you belong."
"Wow, a daycare? You're really going to make me walk to the high school from here?"
"No, of course not. I was thinking something a little more involved."
Then Kira climbed into the backseat, reaching for you. You tried to get out the door, but she had activated the child locks, and you were stuck as Kira cornered you.
"This will never work!" You said as defiantly as you can, "I'll just tell them the truth and get out of there!"
"Uh-huh. I don't think they'll believe you looking like this. But just in case, I'll make you look more the part."
Then Kiara pulled out a baby bag from underneath the seat, pulling out a diaper and a baby blue onesie.
"I found these in Mom's closet. Some of your not so old clothes."
"Kira, please, don't!"
But Kira didn't listen, only reaching for your clothes. You struggled and strained, but all you managed to do was get your shirt ripped as she pulled it off of you.
"Oops. But I guess you won't be needing that anyways."
Then Kira had the diaper and baby onesie on you in no time, leaving you fuming in her arms. She even forced a pacifier in your mouth, tying it behind your head. You gave in as Kira carried you out of the car and into the daycare, hoping that something would go wrong in the starting process.
Unfortunately, it was remarkably easy, with the young girl at the front, an Asian girl with the name card Lucy who gushed over your appearance as Kira filled out some paperwork, pretending to be your mother.
"Alright, looks like we're all set to go. Anything else we should know about this little guy? Allergies, needs, anything?" Lucy asked as you were handed over.
"Oh yes," Kira responded, flashing a smile that looked sweet but to you looked utterly horrifying, "He's a bit of an escape artist, so you should keep a really close eye on him. And he's very fussy at times, but a good spanking should calm him down."
"I'll note that down," Lucy said with a smile, placing you on her hip.
Kira waved to you.
"Bye, sweetie. I'll see you at five, okay? Have fun!"
"Kira! Get back here!" You screamed, but only gibberish got past the pacifier.
"Aw, it's okay, honey. We'll take good care of you until you get back," Lucy said with a smile.
Then she turned and took you into the back, you glancing at your sister's swaying hips as she walked back to her car. Lucy took you into a larger room, full of playpens, cribs, and changing tables. A number of children ranging from almost newborn to around 4 were scattered in the playpens or cribs, and several adult women looked over them. One was an older woman with graying hair, while a couple must have been high school or college girls, like you reckoned Lucy was.
Lucy brought you over to the older lady, who you guessed ran the place.
"A nice young mother I haven't seen before just dropped this little guy off for the day, Alexa" Lucy said, handing you off.
Alexa had some wrinkles on her face, and she had to be around ten years older than your mother, but she was much thinner. She propped you on her own hip, and you winced as your piece was ground by her bony hip.
"Thank you, Lucy," Alexa responded.
"Oh, and here's his clipboard. The mother wrote down specifics for him, and I wrote down a couple of miscellaneous things she added at the bottom as well."
"Got it. I'll take a look."
Lucy walked back off to the front, and Alexa glanced over your clipboard.
"Well, James, I think we'll take great care of you today. Looks like your mother had a lot of notes, but I'm sure we can attend to them."
You tried to get a look at the clipboard, fearful of what Kira may have written, but Alexa held it on her other side so you couldn't see a thing.
"Oh, and we have to keep an eye on you, huh? In that case..."
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