A very weak playtime!

Everyone scattered across the play area, leaving Vanessa on the table in her cute diaper and crop top behind the plastic wall. "Aww look at the cute wittle baby, I bet she's all excited to go play!" Miss Smith teased, tickling Vanessa's stomach. Vanessa wanted to attack the woman, but her muscles were so weak she could barely sit up. So the diapered woman just had to endure the tickles.

Eventually, Miss Smith stopped the tickling, and picked up the new baby and placed her onto the playroom floor as if she was light as a feather. "There ya go baby, go play!" Miss Smith told Vanessa before disappearing out of sight. Vanessa knew this was her chance to escape, the big boss was gone. She lifted her hands to her mouth, heavier than they normally would be, trying to remove the pacifier from her mouth. It was no use, as it had expanded in her mouth making it impossible to pull out, especially seeing as she was weak as nails.

Vanessa had a mini strop, slamming her arms on the ground and whining behind her pacifier. She was almost about to break down into tears when she spotted something. Directly ahead of her was a door with a warning sign on it. Vanessa recognised that area, it was the door she'd first arrived through in this mess. Vanessa cringed, suddenly being reminded of her humiliating spanking and being laughed at by these weird adults.

Without further hesitation, Vanessa lifted her body on all fours and began crawling toward the door. There was no way she could stand, as her arms and legs struggled to even keep her body weight up while crawling. The diapered woman slowly crawled along the playroom, unintentionally swishing her padded butt.