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Troublemaking Distraction

Grant walks over to another toddler, a girl smaller than him with a large diaper bulge under her onesie. He grabs onto her pigtails and pulls them repeatedly. The little girl begins to cry. The supervisor looks over.

“No!” the supervisor scolds. As the supervisor comes to stop Grant, Tina begins to sneak away. Grant pushes the girl over, hoping to hold the supervisor’s attention. “Bad boy! No, Grant!” The supervisor grabs Grant and pulls him away. Grant bites. “Ow!”

“No touch!” Grant shouts. The supervisor glares at him.

“No biting!” the supervisor scolds. The supervisor begins to turn away, but Tina hasn’t managed to get away yet. Grant shouts wordlessly. The supervisor looks at him again.

“No leave me.” Completely panicking, having no idea what to do, Grant follows his juvenile instincts. He bends his knees into a squat. There’s a loud fart as he fills his training pants with stinky, mushy, hot poop. Tina still hasn’t left. Upping the ante even more, Grant sits on the ground and wiggles, spreading the poop all over his butt. He grins viciously at the supervisor.

“Are you proud of yourself?” the supervisor asks, clearly exhausted.

“Yes. I make boom-boom. Change me!” Grant crows. The supervisor groans, but picks Grant up and carries him over to the changing station.

“Since you pooped yourself, you’re not allowed to be in big-boy pants,” the supervisor informs him. “It’s diapies only for you.”

Pissed about this, Grant bides his time. The second the supervisor removes his training pants, he pees. Grant tries to aim directly at the supervisor, but is slightly off. The supervisor doesn’t get wet at all.

“Of course,” the supervisor mutters. Without any other comments, Grant is wiped down and put into a thick, fluffy diaper. Already, Grant can tell this diaper is going to severely impede his movement, and he wonders if that was on purpose from the frustrated supervisor. “And you got your clothes wet when you peed, so you get to be nakey,” the supervisor says.

Once changed, Grant, wearing only a diaper, is brought to a playpen and unceremoniously placed inside. Then, the supervisor turns away and takes out a cellphone to call. Grant gets to his feet. Gripping the mesh of the playpen, he listens to the call. His heart sinks.

Because of Grant’s bad behavior…


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