Before Laura can do anything, the police officer picks her up and carries her to the building next door. Laura’s heart sinks as she realizes that the building is a daycare. The officer carries her inside and sets her down on the front desk. The daycare worker sitting there looks up.
“Oh, hey, Officer Romeo,” the daycare worker says cheerfully.
“I’m here to drop off another abandoned toddler.”
“Wow, twice in one day. That’s not very often.” The daycare worker’s face sobers. “Though, that’s a good thing. We don’t like abandoned children, after all.”
“Yes, well, do your job. Take care of him until we find out more information about him.” The daycare worker nods.
“I’ll get the paperwork started. Should I plan to have him staying overnight like Kaitlin?”
“Probably. He hasn’t even told us his name.”
“Got it.” The daycare worker picks up Laura. “Wow, you’re a big boy!” She squeezes Laura’s diaper. “A wet big boy! Let’s get you changed.” The daycare worker takes Laura down a hall and into a room filled with toddlers ranging from two to four. Laura looks around curiously. She’d heard that one of the daycares made an arrangement with the police to look after abandoned children, but she didn’t realize it was this one.
Her contemplative thoughts vanish as she is laid on her back on a changing table and stripped down. She blushes at being naked in front of someone.
“Oh, you’re a tomboy!” the daycare worker comments. “Hmm, unfortunately, sweetie, you got your onesie wet, and we don’t have any boy clothes in your size. You’ll have to wear something more girly.” Laura sucks on the pacifier in response. Just then, she feels pressure growing in her bowels. She spits out her pacifier.
“Gotta poopoo,” she says urgently. The daycare worker’s eyes widen. She picks Laura up, still nude, and carries her into a bathroom within the room, setting her on a toddler training potty. Laura begins to empty her bowels, blushing at the humiliation of using a toddler’s potty in front of an adult, while nude.
“What a big girl!” the daycare worker compliments her. “Normally, I’d say you don’t need diapers, you can get by with training pants. But since you leaked through your diaper with just pee, you’ll still have to wear them. Training pants can’t hold that much peepee.” Laura merely grunts loudly, continuing to push.
Once Laura finishes with a sigh, the daycare worker wipes her and brings her back over to the changing table, where a fresh diaper is taped on her. The daycare worker then walks away to get Laura some clothes. When she returns, Laura is filled with dread at the clothes. It consists of a yellow diaper cover, a sundress patterned with sunflowers, tights, ballet flats, and hair ties. The daycare worker dresses her and puts her hair into pigtails.
“There! What a cute little girl!” the daycare worker says cheerfully. She picks Laura up and brings her over to a little girl sitting in a corner. “Kaitlin, why don’t you play with this sweet girl? She got picked up by the nice police, too.” Kaitlin, who looks to be about two, wearing only a pink t-shirt and a thick diaper, glances at Laura, then looks back at her blocks. The daycare worker sets Laura down and walks away.
Laura couldn't help but feel a strange feeling about this 2-year-old girl. Her hair, the color of her eyes, and her name were very similar to that of her friend Kaitlin. But that would be impossible. The last time she saw her she was still an adult.
But what if she was actually Kaitlin? What if the same thing happened to her while she was dealing with the dice? She wouldn't know if she didn't ask to the 2-year-old toddler.
Then Laura started to get closer to the 2-year-old girl, who was still playing with some baby blocks. But before Laura could say anything to her, the 2-year-old gets to her feet and squats for a moment. She starts to grunt. Laura's eyes widen when she realizes that she's messing herself.
The 2-year-old grunts loudly again. With a loud fart, a visible bulge appears in her diaper.
After a few minutes, the 2-year-old girl lets out a sigh of relief and goes back to playing with the baby blocks.
Laura found it a bit bizarre that the little girl simply pooped in her diaper in front of her and when she finished, she went back to playing with the blocks as if nothing had happened. But maybe it's because she's already used to this kind of thing.
"Hello," Laura said to the little girl.
At that moment, the little girl stopped playing with the blocks and turned to see Laura.
"How did you get here?" Laura asks the little girl.
Then .....