Padded princess

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 forced the poor boy's knees to his chest, sliding a diaper under his bum. Daniel cringed at the way it crinkled and forced 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 forced 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?"