The daycare!

The smack had sent Vanessa flying forward, landing on her hands and knees. Her eyes were still adjusting to the bright light as she began to stand. Vanessa looked up, and was immediately startled at what she saw. She was clearly inside the playroom of the daycare, because she saw the multi-colored walls and various different toys scattered around the room.

What had startled her the most was that a very large group of adults, dressed in childish outfits, stared directly at her. There was a very brief moment of silence, as Vanessa realized where she was and the kids processed the fact that a woman had been smacked into view. This moment of silence was broken by a loud roar of laughter from her audience, who were all pointing and laughing at Vanessa. Vanessa didn't know what was so funny to them, until she looked down at her outfit.

Vanessa had been dressed in a bright pink crop top, which had 'stinky girl' written in block capital letters. The crop top was incredibly tight and looked ridiculous as Vanessa's busty chest stretched the top even more. As for her panties, which were actually granny panties, were also bright pink and had pictures of disney princesses on the front. On the back, 'princess fartypants' was written on the back in block letters. Vanessa was extremely embarrassed, desperately trying to cover up her god awful outfit while everyone laughed at her.

This sudden commotion had attracted the attention of the daycare supervisor, who immediately saw Vanessa and knew exactly what to do. "Why are you all laughing?" The lady announced as she walked over the group. "Miss Smith another came through that door!" One of the adults pointed at Vanessa, as if snitching on the her. "Yes Stephanie, there is. And this naughty girl is going to get a punishment for causing such a scene!" The woman coldly explained, looking straight at Vanessa.

"I...I...I can explain..." Vanessa tried to reason with this woman, who completely ignored her pleas. "I know who you are, you're that rude CEO that stole your employee's wages! Oh what a pleasant surprise it is for you to be enrolled here at Babes n' tots daycare!" The woman explained to Vanessa, pleased to finally have another target to bring down a few notches.

Vanessa was terrified, she'd been enrolled at the daycare! She needed a way out of this mess, and fast. "Um no I think there's been a mistake, you see I'm supposed to be--" Vanessa desperately tried to explain to this terrifying woman, before being grabbed by the ear. "That's enough talking from you young lady, we need to get you properly ready for daycare!" The woman said to Vanessa as she began to drag the woman away.

Vanessa was finally through with playing nice, and no longer wanted to accept this ****. She believed that she was a very powerful woman and did not deserve to be treated like a child. Vanessa punched the woman in her crotch, forcing her to let go of Vanessa's ear. "Fuck you bitch! I'm Vanessa Sinclair and when I'm back in business this daycare is being burnt to the fucking ground!" Vanessa screamed at the woman, who was now rubbing her crotch and moaning in pain. Vanessa ran for the exit, trambling all over the toys that were scattered about the place. The end was in sight as she ran for the exit, feeling great about herself and her victory.

Her victory was short lived, however, as a guy appeared from one of the corners. This guy must've been playing somewhere else and not interested in the commotion, because most of his peers were surrounding Vanessa. Not only did he appear out of nowhere, but he also stuck his leg out infront of Vanessa. Naturally, Vanessa tried to stop before hitting him, but only ended up tripping over his leg. She landed face first onto the colorful carpet.

Vanessa tried to get up, but it was too late. That scary woman, followed by the rest of the kids, had already found her. "Well then you little brat, that's how it's going to be is it? Well you need to be punished for that outrageous act!" The woman scolded Vanessa, speaking to her like a naughty toddler. Vanessa just lay there in defeat, dreading what came next.