The nun took Daniel's hand, walking him to the back of the room. She opened a new door, taking him into a side room with a wardrobe and wooden changing table. Daniel's heart raced when the nun grabbed a diaper from one of the shelves under the table. "I don't need that!"
The nun gave him a serious look, her friendly demeanor dropping. "I won't have you having any accidents in my classroom, young lady. You'll use one of these whether you like it or not - bathroom breaks are not permitted for students in the daycare."
Daniel gawped at her, in total disbelief. No bathroom? He'd have to not only wear a diaper, but use it too? The idea was almost more humiliating than being naked... Almost. "Y-yes, sister."
The nun brightened again, picking the skinny boy up easily and setting him on the changing table. "Wonderful! Let's get you ready." She **** the poor boy's knees to his chest, sliding a diaper under his bum. Daniel cringed at the way it crinkled and **** his legs apart when the nun taped it snugly around his waist.
Next, from the wardrobe, came the worst dress Daniel had ever seen. It was bright pink, with a ruffled petticoat skirt and apron front, looking more like a princess Halloween costume than a proper dress. He started to cry as it was **** over his head, and the nun shushed him, shoving a pacifier into his mouth.
"I know it's an adjustment, Dorothy," she soothed. "But God has a plan for you. You'll see. Let's go meet your classmates, shall we?"
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