Kylee throws a temper tantrum.

When Kylee opened the door to the daycare, the room inside seemed to be exactly what it was advertised to be. The colorfully decorated walls, toys spread out through the room, and child furniture all seemed to signal this was a place meant for children to occupy. Strangely, however, there weren't any children in the room. Instead, it's loan occupant was a giant, 6' tall woman, who like their yoga instructor, Emily, was incredibly beautiful.

Michael would have found himself excited with being around yet another beautiful woman, if it wasn't for the fact he was doing everything he could at the moment to keep from spreading the messy load in his pants further.

"Oh, wonderful! New members! Are you here to sign up your little one for daycare while you work out?" The large woman asked as she approached Kylee and Michael. The woman slowed a step as she smelled the stench emanating from Michael's poopy ass.

"Oh no! It smells like one of you is the little one that is getting dropped off!" The woman said as she wrinkled her nose. The woman continued to walk towards Kylee and Michael, then quickly pinned Kylee under her armpit, beant the smaller woman over, pulled back the waist band of her yoga pants and panties and peaked inside.

"Nope! Not you!" The woman declared as she released Kylee and turned towards Michael. "It must be you then, Mister! I would have expected more from such a bit boy!"

Kylee, briefly stunned, towards towards the giant daycare attendant indignantly. She was not going to stand for having her pants checked for poop like she was a petulant toddler.

"What the fuck was that? I am a grown woman! You had no right to grab me and check my pants like that!" Kylee yelled at the daycare attendant.

"Oh, I am so sorry sweetie, but, given your size, I thought maybe you were the one who had a special surprise in their pants for me. Clearly, I was wrong!" Julie said as she directed Michael to spin around, pulled the waistband of his shorts back, and inspected the load hanging in his boxer briefs. "My, my! What a naughty thing you are!" The woman said, staring disapprovingly down at Michael's shit smeared ass cheeks.

Michael's cheeks turned red with embarrassment as Kylee's turned red with rage. Kylee continued her tirade.

"What gives you the right to think you can violate my personal space like that? You bitch, I should sue you and this whole gym for sexual harassment!" Kylee screamed at the woman.

The giant woman turned from Michael and focused her domineering gaze on Kylee. Kylee subconsciously shrank back away from the woman.

"What naughty language! Now, to think, I thought that Mr. Poopy Pants here was going to be the immature child I'd have to deal with. It sounds like you need to be taught some manners, missy!" The daycare attendant said, walking towards Kylee. "What is your name, little miss sassy pants?" The woman asked, now looming over Kylee while Michael stood off to the side, too embarrassed by his own situation to intervene.

"Uh, Kylee..." Kylee squeaked out, suddenly questioning her little outburst.

"Well, Kylee, I think it is time to teach you some manners. Come with me!" the woman said forcefully as she grabbed Kylee by the hand, dragging the smaller woman deeper into the daycare. "Mr. Poopy Pants, follow us! Oh, and be careful not to let your mess get on my clean floors," She ordered Michael who followed without argument.