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Chapter 8 by Moot Moot

What preparations must be done?

A 'change' in normality

Vanessa sobbed over Miss Smith's legs, snot practically dribbling out of her nose. She'd just been spanked like a naughty child, infront of a live audience! Vanessa couldn't imagine what these people thought of her now, and she can no longer try and gain the upper hand when they've all just witnessed her get disciplined as if she is just like them.

Miss Smith was in no mood to be wasting time, especially now she had a new occupant to deal with. "Alright young lady, come with me." Miss Smith ordered Vanessa, who was still sobbing. Vanessa was picked up and thrown over the woman's shoulder, like a mother cradling her baby. Vanessa wanted to resist, to put up some sort of fight, but the last time she tried that she experienced the most humiliating spanking of her life. Miss Smith walked over to the far corner of the playroom, the group following her as they awaited what would happen next. In this corner there was a changing table, which Vanessa was laid onto. Miss Smith shackled Vanessa's wrists and ankles to the table, much to Vanessa's dismay. She pulled up a plastic wall, so that Vanessa could no longer be seen by the group of adult babies.

Vanessa finally came back to her senses, and realized what was about to happen. "Oh no no no no, I'm not a baby Miss! Will you please start fu--" Vanessa tried to complain, before having her mouth stuffed with what she soon realized was a bright pink pacifier. Vanessa tried to instantly spit it out, but the rubber nipple had expanded in her mouth the moment it brushed past her lips. "Ah ah ah, that's enough chit chat from you missy. Now when they informed me about your arrival here I was going to put you in a better outfit than our welcome machine gives you, but after your little outburst earlier I think I'm not sure you deserve that anymore." Miss Smith explained to Vanessa.

Miss Smith reached her hand underneath the table, pulling out a white cotton object while smiling. Vanessa's eyes widened and she began shaking her head, realizing what Miss Smith was holding. No way were they gonna diaper her, she was not a baby! Vanessa tried desperately to tell Miss Smith to go fuck herself, but all that came out of her mouth was "mmmpphhh pphummphhh mmmmphhh phhhhh." Miss Smith laughed, seeing Vanessa squeal made her very happy. "Oh quit your fussing! I always have a standard here for newcomers that for your first day you must wear protection, I cannot trust that you won't relieve yourself all over my nice carpet!" She explained menacingly.

Vanessa was shocked that Miss Smith thought Vanessa had a weak bladder! She wanted to ram her fist so far up this lady's ass. Miss Smith reached down underneath the changing table once again, and picked up a few more items before laying them down next to Vanessa's sexy thighs. She had grabbed baby powder and a few other items Vanessa's wasn't able to see. "Now we can't have you easily getting diaper rashes now can we?" Miss Smith asked Vanessa rhetorically, grabbing the items Vanessa wasn't able to see. These items turned out to be shaving cream and a razor, which caused Vanessa to vigorously shake about in horror.

Vanessa's attempted pleas were completely ignored, as Miss Smith removed the pink granny panties and placed them to the side. She squirted the cream all over Vanessa's sensitive region and began removing all of Vanessa's pubic hair. Miss Smith then suddenly turned around to face everyone else, who couldn't see any of what was happening. "Ok everyone, I think it's time for a song! Let's sing bye bye to Vanessa's naughty hair!" Miss Smith teased, addressing all the people that were beginning to get annoyed that they couldn't see anything. "Bye bye naughty hair! Bye bye naughty haaaaiiiirr!" They all sung in harmony, making Vanessa cringe all over as her precious adulthood was being sheared off of her.

Vanessa's pubes were shaved off very quickly, leaving her vaginal area as smooth as a baby's bottom. Miss Smith picked up the baby powder, and sprinkled some of it onto Vanessa's newly smooth pussy. Miss Smith then got to work rubbing it into her body, she didn't need to do this but it felt amazing to tease the once superior woman. Vanessa cringed as Miss Smith rubbed the powder all around her most sensitive parts, humiliated as each rub reminded her of the now non existent pubes.

Miss Smith then grabbed both of Vanessa's ankles, and hoisted them up into the air. Vanessa was both shocked and humiliated. Miss Smith then sprinkled some more baby powder on her ass, and rubbed it in with her other hand. She then grabbed the diaper, and slid it under Vanessa's plump ass. She released Vanessa's ankles and placed them back down onto the table. She then taped up the diaper around the sides, and before Vanessa knew it she was officially diapered. For a final touch, Miss Smith grabbed the pink granny pantries and pulled them over Vanessa's diaper.

Vanessa stared down at the ridiculous garment around her waist, so humiliated she wanted to hide her head in shame. "There we go that's better! Now you look the part!" Miss Smith taunted Vanessa, who had tilted her head completely away in embarrassment. "Now there's just one final thing I need to do, so I can be sure you stay here." Miss Jenny announced menacingly, forcing Vanessa to look back at her in fear. What could this bitch possibly do now? Vanessa asked herself. Miss Smith walked over to a draw beside the changing table, grabbing a syringe and a tub of some strange liquid. "Now we only ever really use these to help our occupants keep relaxed during their naps if they feel scared. For you however, I'm using it to make sure you never try and run away again." Miss Smith explained to Vanessa, whilst pouring some of the strange liquid into the syringe.

Vanessa tried to resist as she flailed her arms and legs about to no avail, each slight bit of movement making loud crinkling noises in her diaper. "Mmmpphhh mppphhhh!!!!" Vanessa screamed through her pacifier, not wanting to be **** by this sadistic bitch. Miss Smith ignored her struggles and injected the substance into Vanessa's right arm, causing the woman to squeal in pain. Vanessa suddenly started feeling very weak, as her struggles slowed down. She could still feel her muscles, but they had been weakened. "Don't worry you'll still be able to move, just not as much as you could. Miss Smith reassured Vanessa, who was now panicking that her chances of escape had been reduced to practically nothing. "Anyways, it's back to playtime everyone!" Miss Smith announced before turning around to the group of adult babies, striking joy in them and fear in Vanessa.

How does playtime go?

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