A Daycare

“We’re here!” Vanessa said in a sing-song voice, unbuckling herself as she stepped out of the car.

Lauren looked out the window for the first time since she got in the car…only for her eyes to go wide as she almost had a mini panic attack. Vanessa had not taken her to her college, but to a small, pastel yellow building that had a large sign out front that read, “Tiny Tyke Town”. Lauren paled. Vanessa had just taken her to a daycare center!

“What are we doing here?!” Lauren hissed, going beet red as Vanessa opened the back door. “I thought Mom said to take me to school!”

“See, I thought about doing that…” Vanessa explained, “But then I thought that wearing a diaper at college would be a little too humiliating for you. So, I decided to do you a favor and take you to a school that’s more fitting for a bratty, little baby like you.”

“And if Mom finds out about this?” Lauren asked nervously.

“I’ll take care of that, don’t worry.” Vanessa lied. “Now let’s get you in there!”

“I am not going to go into a daycare wearing a diaper, Vanessa!” Lauren said as if she was stating a fact.

“How cute.” Vanessa cooed mockingly as she reached in and pulled Lauren out of the car, placing her sister on her hip as she closed the door. “You actually think that you have a choice.”

Lauren squirmed as Vanessa carried her towards the daycare, actually wishing that she was being mocked by her classmates instead of this. Once they were inside, Vanessa had explained to the daycare workers that she needed someone to look after her baby sister while she was at school and her mother was doing errands…which wasn’t technically a lie, but still…

“Certainly, Ma’am.” The daycare worker said as she took Lauren out of Vanessa’s arms and cradled her in her own, further adding to the destruction of Lauren’s pride and dignity as she felt the worker gently bounce her like an infant. “Just how old is your little sister so that we know which room to put her in?”

“Oh, Little Laurie just turned four last week. The diaper may tell you another age, but that’s only because she’s still being potty-trained.” Vanessa responded with a smirk, stifling a giggle as she saw Lauren’s face turn crimson. “But don’t treat her any different than any of the other kids.”

Lauren balked at the lie. Four?! Vanessa was trying to pass her off as four?! There was no way she looked that young! And was Vanessa implying that she wet herself on purpose?!

Vanessa bid Lauren farewell as she left the daycare, leaving her with the worker. The worker then carried Lauren until they reached a large playroom littered with toys, book, and a play house! The worker set the little diapered woman down on the floor before going over to check on another charge.

Lauren looked around her surroundings as her face turning a bright crimson.