“No, you won’t,” Kimberly says. Olivia’s heart sinks. “Come on, I know just what to do with you.” Kimberly picks Olivia up and carries her to her car. There’s a car seat in it, probably so that Kimberly can take children she’s babysitting to different places. Kimberly buckles Olivia, still wearing only a diaper, into the car seat. She then gets in the driver’s seat and starts the car. They pull away from the park.
During the car ride, Olivia feels a growing pressure in her bowels. She squirms uncomfortably. Kimberly looks at her in the rearview mirror.
“Do you need to poopy?” she asks sweetly. Olivia nods. “Well, that’s what the diaper’s for! Don’t worry, you can get changed once we get there.” After a few moments of trying to hold it in for something resembling dignity, Olivia caves. She evacuates her bowels, letting out a fart as she does so, loudly broadcasting the fact that she just messed herself. Before she can come to terms with what she’s done, the car comes to a stop.
“We’re here!” Kimberly chirps. She gets out of the car and removes Olivia from the car seat. The way she holds Olivia smears the poop against her butt. “Ooh, you made a big stinky! Let’s get you inside so you can get changed.” Kimberly brings Olivia up to the building they’ve parked in front of. To Olivia’s horror, the sign outside reads “Happy Times Daycare”.
“You’re bringing me to daycare?” Olivia hisses. Kimberly nods.
“It’s on the way to my babysitting gig! They do good work here, it’ll be fine.”
“But-”
“No buts,” Kimberly scolds. They walk inside. The person manning the front desk looks up. “Hi, I need to drop off my little sister for a few hours.”
“Sure thing, honey.” Kimberly hands Olivia over to the person working. She chats with the employee, getting things set up. Once that’s done, she checks her watch.
“Oh, I’ve got to go! Bye, Olivia!” Kimberly runs out of the daycare. The employee looks at Olivia.
“Let’s get you changed and dressed, little girl.” The employee takes Olivia over to a changing table. Olivia lets out a sigh of relief as her soiled diaper is removed, she is wiped down, and a fresh diaper is taped on. Then, the employee puts her in a soft, warm onesie. “Unfortunately, you came by at naptime,” the employee informs her, carrying her over to a crib. “Try to sleep, okay?”
“But-” Olivia starts. Before she can say anything else, the employee grabs something from a pocket and stuffs it into Olivia’s mouth. Olivia sucks on it instinctively. Her eyes widen at the realization that she is suckling at a pacifier.
“Sleep well, princess,” the employee coos, placing Olivia in the crib. Olivia expects to stay up the whole time. However, the exhaustion of the day catches up to her and she falls asleep quickly.
Olivia doesn’t wake up until a few hours later, when she gets picked up from the daycare by…