Personnel Identity Registration Inquiry- Information Request
Note: The application for information concerning the requested personnel has been granted.
Note: The following information request has been authored by Eva Moreno, Vice-Principal & Dean of students and staff, with permission from Miss Panda, Principal & Headmaster.

Employee Information:

Name: Margaret “Molly” Passwell

Alias: Miss Molly Panda

Personnel Registration Number(UN#): 0010

Designation: Class B

Age: 21, Sex: F, Hair: Silver, Eyes: Green, Skin: Fair, Uniform: Green

Employer: Miss Panda (Property of)

Occupation: Counselor, Caregiver

Employment Description:
Underhuman #0010, Margaret “Molly” Passwell- henceforth referred to as Molly- is one of the six registered babysitters/caregivers at Dreams Come True, as well as the facility’s designated counselor.
In addition to the normal requirements expected from being one of the facility’s six babysitters, Molly is in charge of taking care of monitoring and counseling the behavioral requirements of the students/charges.
This includes counseling students on their request, as well as correcting their behaviors when required.

Charge Information:

Name: Vivien “Vivi” Shaw

Personnel Registration Number(UN#) : ABC04

Age: 23, Sex: F, Hair: Brown, Eyes: Green, Skin: Olive

Color: Yellow, Animal: Sheep, Food: Spaghetti, Fear: Storms

Charge Description:
Molly’s charge is Vivien “Vivi” Shaw, F, age 23.
Vivi’s known dietary restrictions include lactose intolerance, which is subject to the control and discretion of her caregiver, as it is a nonlethal condition.
Vivi has no known medical diagnoses or prescriptions as of current.

Staff notes on Vivi:

"She's adorable and I love her. I'll make sure to take good care of her, I promise. You can count on that. I don't care if she's the last girl in the world, she's mine and I won't let anything bad happen to her." -Molly Panda, caregiver.

“She’s too hesitant. Her attitude definitely needs some work, but the way she has anchored herself to her caregiver so quickly is a promising sign. … All of it will need some work, of course, but she could most certainly do, even without Molly’s overly constrictive grasp Ma’am~” -Candy Panda, administrator.

“It is important to note that at the time of pairing Vivi up with a caregiver, all other pairings between babysitters and charges had been determined. As a result, her examination by the administrator had little bearing on the decision of who to pair her up with, as the determination had already been made. Molly may very well not be the best caregiver to pair her with, but at the time of writing this I stand by my decision to place her into the care of Miss Molly, as I believe it is the best possible choice to ensure that all charges have an adequate amount of care and attention. Nevertheless, if at a future point in time that I determine it to be in the best interest of the group to reassign her to a different caregiver, I will reassess the situation and make a new determination on who to place her into the care of.” -Eva Moreno, dean.

Administrator notes on Molly:

“I have been torn for the longest time on whether or not Molly is ready for this. Some of her sisters- like Candy and Jenna- firmly believe that their little sister shouldn't be allowed to participate in something like this just yet. But at the same time, she has other sisters- like Alex, Robin, and Chelsea- who not only think she is ready for this, but also look up to Molly in a lot of ways, and they’re going to be expecting her to take part in this if only so that they can look to her for guidance. But I have already made the difficult decision of disqualifying one of her sisters from participating in the first round, and I am not going to do the same for Molly. I thought long and hard on it, and despite how much I trust Candy’s judgement, I think Molly is ready- and for once, amazingly, my right hand and future vice-principal actually agrees with me on this.” -Miss Panda, owner.

“I don’t think Molly is ready, I really don’t. I have said it once and I will say it again, she is my dear little sister and I love her, but I don’t think she is ready for something quite like this. She may not be quite as mean as some of her sisters, but she is certainly less mature, and that’s coming from me. Unlike her sisters however, I think she’ll get there with time, I’m sure of that, but she needs to be given that time first before she can really do this. It might not seem fair to her to get held back, but she is our littlest sister after all, and she just isn’t ready yet.” -Candy Panda, administrator.

“Again, as has been noted previously, it is important to note that at the time of pairing Molly up with a charge, all other pairings between babysitters and charges had been determined. As a result, her examination by the administrator had little bearing on the decision of who to pair her up with, though a slight consideration had been made on the possibility of pairing her up with Zoey Fletcher earlier in the process, before quickly being shot down. Her examination by the administrator had more of an impact on the decision of whether or not to even permit her the opportunity to care for a charge. However, despite the administrator’s judgement, I am confident that I made the correct decision, she’s ready. Molly knew to expect being paired with whichever charge was remaining once all other pairs had been selected, and she is determined to care for whoever ended up being selected for her to the best of her ability. Because of this, I am confident in thinking that Molly will take good care of Vivien.” -Eva Moreno, dean.

What follows, as requested, is the surveillance information for UN ABC04 and UN 0010 .
Staff Observation IV: Subjects- Vivien Shaw and Margaret Passwell

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“Molly has a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb.” Molly giggled to herself, carefully tending to her little one. “Molly has a little lamb whose bum is red as rose~”

“Molly…” Vivien groaned, clinging to the other girl to make sure she wasn’t dropped onto the floor. “You promised you’d turn it on…”

“And I’m going to, you just have to be patient.” Molly delivered the cute little thing straight to her crib, still open to the rest of the room as Vivi’s caregiver locked the door behind them.

Vivien was getting antsy, she was fresh from a quite humiliating spanking at the hands of her own babysitter in front of the watching eyes of everyone else in the room. “Please hurry…”

And she was really horny.

“I said hold on, baby.” Molly huffed. “What’s gotten you like this?”

“I need it!!” Vivien pouted. She didn’t want to tell her caregiver what had her so turned on. She didn’t want Molly to know that some hidden sliver of her little one really enjoyed being put over her knee and spanked until she was crying, she would never be able to live that down. “I’m desperate, okay?”

“I can see that, baby. But you still better tell me why.”

“Because you said I could have it!!”

“I did, but that doesn’t explain all of this.”

“Ma’am!!”

“You’re going to sit there in your crib while I go and get lunch from my sister.” Molly stood over her with her hands on her hips. “And if you’re still behaved when I get back, then I will let you sit with your vibrator on while I feed you… deal?”

“Deal.”

Fucking hell, Vivien. What in the world is wrong with you?

This was wrong. This was very very wrong. Vivien was starting to have a huge crush on her caregiver, and she was losing control over it.

You can’t be like this… This isn’t normal.

She glanced up at the door, confirming to herself that she was still alone before pawing at her crotch. She had forgotten on her way here that she had pissed her pants over Molly’s lap, in front of everyone. It was damp and warm as she pressed it to her privates, and it made her skin crawl.

“Eugh…”

She moaned quietly, trying to make sure that no one could hear her, and then she did it again. It was weird and gross, but it wasn’t too terrible, especially on her horny waiting little cunt.

What would your friends say, Vivien? They’d make fun of you and call you a pissypants little bitch, that’s what they would say. They’d laugh at you.

This wasn’t helping her. If anything, the idea of her friends seeing her like this was… exciting her even more.

Stop it!! You’re a monster!!

A demon had infected her, gotten under her skin, and was now corrupting her… and she needed to get it out of her.

“Molly…”

“Yes, baby?” Molly looked over at her, tray in hand as she returned, locking the door behind her. “You holding up okay?”

“Am I a good girl?” It was almost shocking hearing the words coming out of Vivien’s mouth, but she couldn’t stop herself. “Because you spanked me like I was… a bad girl.”

“What in the world has gotten into you?” Molly didn’t even bother to let the girl out of her crib, Vivi was intent on staying there as Molly pulled up a seat and a tray for the food, right in front of her beside the crib. “Slow down.”

“But Molly, I-”

“Just slow down and be my baby…” Molly smiled gently, pulling the controller to the girl’s vibrator from her pocket. “It’ll solve all of your problems, I promise.”

“You… your baby?”

“You, my little latin beauty, are my baby~” Molly purred, gently pressing a button on the controller and listening to the sound of the vibrator turning on inside of Vivien. “Let Mommy take care of all of your needs, okay?”

“Mommy, I-” Vivien blushed at Molly’s romantic advances, the words latin beauty clearly referring to the fact that Vivien was half-hispanic. “I’m really wet.”

“I know you are, silly. I was there when you wet yourself~”

“I don’t mean like that!!” Vivien pouted, staring down at the floor of her nursery in shame. “I mean… you made me really wet out there… and I don’t know why.”

All Vivien knew was that the buzzing vibrator felt really good inside of her aching little cunt, sending wonderful shivers up her spine and back down to the rest of her body.

“Let’s not worry about that right now.” Molly smiled, holding up a spoonful of what looked like tomato soup for the little one to eat. “We’ll let you come after lunch, okay?”

Vivien slowly inched forward, slurping down the spoonful of soup. “You promise?”

“I promise.” She grinned, holding out another scoop. “With Miss Molly’s help, you’ll be able to hump your way to happiness in no time~”

“Yes, Miss Molly…”

Molly and her dolly sat down for lunch, gobbling up tomato soup and grilled cheese all the same, which Vivi appreciated. She didn’t know who made it, but she really loved the food.

But by the time it was done, she was getting really antsy to play with herself.

“You’ll wait a while longer for the change, okay?”

Molly laid Vivien back down in her crib and checked her diaper, which the little one didn’t mind so much this time because it meant that Molly was getting real close to her still buzzing princess parts.

What the hell is wrong with me…

Up until this point the prevailing sentiment inside of hee towards everything that was going on around her was disgust, but now she was being washed over by a relentless wave of heat, desire.

The feeling of her piss soaked padding against her vulva was still revolting, but when it was Molly's touch rubbing against it, the feeling was more than bearable, it was arousing.

It wasn't the diapers alone that were doing this, Vivien was getting aroused by having her diaper touched and seen by other people- and that disgusted and excited her at the same time.

Her stomach was churning, but so were her loins, twisting and buzzing delightedly.

The buzzing, oh the buzzing, Vivien could not get enough of that feeling, the vibrator inside her, buzzing. Molly had been nice enough to turn it on, but Vivi couldn't help but feel like this was not the 5 out of 10 levels of buzzing that she had requested.

"M-M-Molly?" Vivien still couldn't bring herself to tell her, for all Molly knew it was just the vibrator that was turning her on, and she didn't need to be told differently. "I-is this a five?"

"A five?" Molly giggled, taking a second to figure out what she meant. "It's not on a scale honey, don't you remember what I said?"

"What did you say?"

"Lots of fingers for really high, not so many fingers for really low~"

"Yeah, and I put up five fingers, didn't I?"

"You did, but that's not lots of fingers, now is it?"

"No, but it's somewhere in the middle!!"

"Miss Molly didn't ask you if you wanted somewhere in the middle, now did she?"

"What do you mean, Miss?"

"I made it simple for you by only giving you two options, baby~" Molly snickered, backing Vivi into a corner with logic that only a preschooler would go by. "I didn't want to make it too complicated for you, so I gave you two options, really high or really low, and you chose really low~"

"B-but five can be lots of fingers, Miss!!" Vivien pouted, getting desperate and trying to walk back the fact that she had meant somewhere in the middle by holding up five fingers. She could handle really high, she couldn't handle really low. "Five fingers is a lot!! It's a whole hand!!"

"Yeah but it's still just one hand now isn't it, baby?" Molly finished setting the tray of food aside, carefully watching the little one sit up in her crib to make sure she doesn't do anything. "It's still on the lower half of the numbers, now isn't it?"

"Five is exactly half of ten."

"That's right!! Very smart!!" Molly cooed at her proudly, praising her for knowing elementary level knowledge. "I'm sure Miss Panda is going to be excited seeing how smart you are in school tomorrow~"

"But halves round up!!" Vivien snarled, whimpering desperately for this. "Five rounds up to ten!!"

"Maybe in higher level math, but you're still too small for that."

"Miss Molly-"

"There are nicer ways to ask for me to turn the vibrator up, Vivi."

"But you won't turn it up?!"

"Now when did I say that?"

"Just now!!"

"That is simply not true, Vivien Shaw. You should know that, and you should know better than to backtalk or yell at me, especially right after your spanking." Molly quickly scolded her. "I know that you want the vibrator turned up, I can see that. But at the same time, you still haven't asked for it, now have you?"

"I- I thought I had…"

"No, you have not. Instead you have been insisting and arguing about what finger signals should mean, just because you're not getting your way."

"I- I just want it up higher, Miss… I wasn't thinking…"

"Mommy is always right, Vivien." Molly's hands were on her hips as she shook her head. "Arguing with Mommy about something she said isn't going to help you get your way. It's just going to make you look stupid, feel stupid, make your caregiver angry, and end you up in trouble."

Vivien blushed, hanging her head in defeat. "Am I in trouble, Miss?"

"I sure do hope your bottom isn't too sore from that first spanking." Molly's face had an usual splash of color on it, right there in her cheeks, you could see just a hint of anger. "Now tell me who's right and who's wrong, and then apologize."

“You… you’re right, and I’m wrong, Miss… I’m sorry.” Vivi’s cheeks sought to match Molly’s with her fierce blush of embarrassment, slightly ashamed of having acted like a child. Molly was right, she did look and feel stupid, and it wasn’t helping that shameful heat between her legs. “I’m sorry for acting like a stupid child…”

“I’m sure it will only be the first in a long line of tantrums.” Molly sighed, motioning for Vivi to scoot aside to one end of her crib. “Now, do you have something to ask me, or don’t you?”

Vivien slowly moved to the foot of the bed, grabbing her pillow and bringing it with her, almost too ashamed to ask Molly to turn the vibrator up anymore, but not quite too ashamed. “Can you please turn the vibrator up, Miss?”

“No.” Molly watched Vivi make room for her on the bed before sitting down next to her, patting her lap again. “Now come on, over my lap again.”

This was unspeakably humiliating for the girl, receiving not just her first but also her second spanking in just one day. She put herself in her caregiver’s lap, dreading what was about to come as she laid down on her tummy, burying her face into her pillow in shame. But at least the vibrator was still on.

You deserve this Vivien… this is what you get for being a horny pig…

Molly sighed, placing her left hand on Vivi’s left shoulder as she faced down, squeezing her pillow for comfort. As expected, the next thing Vivi felt was Molly’s right hand pressing directly into the padding of her already wet diaper, right between her legs.

“One spanking was enough for me today, I think.” Molly sighed, setting the controller to Vivi’s vibrator down onto the bed within reach of her left hand. “I think instead I’ll just torture you~”

“T-torture me? Vivi mumbled through the pillow, looking up with just her pretty eyes, batting her lashes. “Wh-what does that mean…”

“If you feel yourself getting close to coming in my hand.” Molly grinned at her, squeezing her genitals through her diaper. “Then I want you to squeak.”

“Squeak?” Vivien blushed. “W-why do you want me to squeak?”

“I want you to squeak, really loudly, before you come.” Molly continued pressing her fingers into the girl’s cunt as she spoke. “That way I know when to stop~”

“When to stop???” Vivien’s heart was pumping with terror, already feeling the chills of Molly fondling her through her diaper. “Wh-why would you stop, Ma’am???”

“To torture you, of course.” Molly tapped her fingers against the controller sitting right next to her. “I’m going to play with your lady parts here, and when you feel like you’re right about to come in my hand, I want you to squeak as loud as you can so that I know to stop before you orgasm… then I’ll turn off the vibrator, take my hands off of your parts, and let you cool down-”

“But!! But!! But I don’t want that!!” Vivien adamantly protested this. “I want to come…”

“You’ll come when I let you come, and not a moment sooner.” Molly licked her lips hungrily. “I’m going to get you right up to the edge of coming, and then I’m going to stop you before you orgasm… and then I’m going to do it again. I’m going to start all over, get you right back to the edge of an orgasm, and then I’m going to stop… and we’re going to repeat that over and over again until I decide that I finally want to let you come-”

Molly leaned down and whispered into Vivien’s ear to make sure she was listening. “Or I decide that you don’t get to come at all~”

“I-” Vivien whimpered desperately, curling her fingers into her pillow, filled to the brim with despair at the idea of it. “I want my dolly again…”

Molly smiled, snagging the confiscated stuffed lamb doll from beside the bed and handing it to poor Vivi, watching her snuggle it into her arms beneath the pillow she was hiding in. “Excited?”

“No…”

“Wrong answer dolly~”

Molly started hard right off the bat, squeezing the girl’s genitals between her fingers as she hummed. Vivien instantly felt herself being shaken with heat rushing up from her pathetic little slit, and she wanted more.

Never mind the vibrator buzzing between her legs- She was immediately addicted to the feeling of Molly rubbing her between the legs, everything about it was perfect, and she fell in love instantly.

Oh no. Oh no. Oh no…

There was no way she was getting through this alive, it just wasn’t possible.

“Miss Molly?” She curled her fingers into the yellow wool of the sheep stuffie as she spoke, her fingers trembling. “What happens if I come on accident when I’m not supposed to?”

“Don’t do that, baby. I already told you that’s not allowed. You don’t get to come until I tell you to.”

“I know that!!” Vivien whined, scared to the point of shaking. “But what happens if I do… on accident…”

“You don’t want to know what happens then, sweetie.”

That was it, that was all Molly gave her, and it terrified her to the core. It was all she wanted, it was all she craved, but she wasn’t coming until her caregiver told her to, and she was going to hold herself to that.

“Wh-what does squeaking sound like?” Vivi wasn’t about to come when she wasn’t allowed to, she was going to squeak.

“Like baby animal noises, how’s that?”

“Can I make sheep sounds…” Vivien clutched the lamb as hard as she could. “Can I squeak like a sheep?”

“Yes, you may. Let me hear you squeak for me, little lamb~”

“Baaaaaaah!!!” Vivien was positively adorable as she tried her best to imitate the noises of a little lamb, just for her caregiver.

“That’s it… that’s the one. When you get close, just squeak for me, just like that~”

“Yes, Miss Molly…”

Vivien buried her face in the pillow, trying to hide away from the horrors of being edged and tormented at her shepherd’s whim. It wasn’t quite breeding season for this lamb, not just yet.

Molly kept going, extracted excited hums and whimpers from Vivi’s lips as she played with the girl’s clit, pressing into it through her diaper. Vivi was more than cute wearing her little diapers, the padding sat snuggly around her waist, covered in cute little animals, and pawprints which fade away when the little one went potty- and Vivi was missing a few of those already.

That’s my baby~

Molly continued to play with her, squishing and pawing at the soaked diaper between Vivi’s cute little legs. She wasn’t just adorable, she was gorgeous.

Every once in a while, Vivi would kick her foot, unable to sit still over Molly’s lap. She was still wearing those adorable knee high socks, pastel pink covered in grey polka dots, and those cute green little converse shoes that matched her diaper- all the way down to the cute little animals printed on them.

Molly wondered if Vivi had even noticed the fact that the words “Mommy’s little monster” were printed onto the outer sole of the shoe, right there on the heel of both feet. Because if she hadn’t noticed those she almost certainly hadn’t noticed the little animal designs that lined the inside of her shoes, let alone the words “Puddle proof” printed onto the bottom of the water resistant baby sneakers.

“You’re not allowed to tie your shoes, I want you to let a grown up take care of that for you.” Molly decided to let her know about proper shoe etiquette while she was thinking about it. “You can just stomp right on up to any ol’ grown up with your cute little feetsies and ask them to tie your shoes for you if you show them how cute they are~”

Being made fun of like this wasn’t helping Vivi either, unless the goal was to make her feel stupid and helpless, then it was working. Unable to work up a verbal response, Vivi just mumbled and nodded through the pillow to indicate her compliance.

Molly kept going and going, admiring every little detail of the cute little outfit she had put Vivi in for the day. The pink shirt with grey polka dots that matched the kiddo’s socks fit her really well, but not quite as well as that adorable green twirly overall dress she was wearing, that did nothing to help hide her diapers from view.

“I’ve gotta get you to crawl on your hands and knees and wiggle your butt for me sometime, that would be cute, wouldn’t it?” Molly giggled, taunting Vivi by making fun of her adorable little butt, eagerly waiting to hear Vivi’s response. “Oh, little one… don’t you think that’d be cute~??”

“Baaaaaahhh!!!!” That was the only response Molly got from Vivi, a squeak to let her caregiver know that she was getting really close to coming, and needed to be helped back down. It was almost like a little kid at an amusement park who got too scared to ride the big scary rollercoaster at the last second and needed to be escorted down the stairs back to safety.

“Awe… what’s wrong, baby… got too scared to ride the rollercoaster?” Molly smirked, stopping dead in her tracks, shutting down the girl’s stimulation with both hands, turning the vibrator off with one and retracting the other from Vivi’s privates. “Don’t worry kiddo… Mommy will walk you back down the stairs~”

“Mmmmph…” Vivien whined and moped, letting her caregiver escort her away from her first orgasm, off to a more child friendly ride.

It was no coincidence that Molly’s question had been answered with a squeak, even the idea of being made to crawl around with her diapers on display had sent a pulse of heat up her spine. But Molly didn’t need to know that, nobody needed to know that the idea of it was turning Vivien on, except for her. Just like Molly didn’t need to know that Vivi had wet herself to hide how horny she had been getting, and that she had kind of just done it again.

“Someone’s getting wet, huh?” Molly waited a few minutes to help get the girl down from the edge, teasing her about pissing herself again as she watched the pawprints fade away.

“I can’t help it!! You’re playing with my vagina!!” Vivien pouted, trying to defend herself.

“I meant peeing your pants, silly~”

“Oh… I-” She was so glad that Molly couldn’t see her flustered face. “I was already wet…”

“Not this wet kiddo, you have wetness indicators on your bum to help me know when you’re soggy~”

“I do?” Fuck, that was kind of hot, and she didn’t know how or why. “I… I didn’t notice.”

“Well now you know~”

Vivien felt Molly’s hand on her crotch again, followed by a low buzzing from her vibrator to let her know it was time to get back to it. “Y-yes, Miss…”

The poor little thing could not take another edge, not after the first one, she wanted to come and she wanted to come as hard as possible… but she also wanted to make Molly proud.

She didn’t know why she wanted it, but she wanted Molly to be proud of her, and that meant no orgasms until Molly gave her one, like a mother rewarding her daughter with a toy or a treat.

Fuck… harder… more… The last thing on Vivien’s mind was how wet her diaper was, if only because she didn’t even want to think about the fact that she was wearing diapers any more than she had to.

For any normal person, thinking about diapers would just be a turn off, it would ruin everything. But for Vivien, right here and now, the fact that someone was touching her cute little rump through her padding was making her heat even worse than it already was. It was turning her on, and she couldn’t let herself orgasm, so instead she focused on the feeling of Molly’s touch. She focused on Molly’s fingers rubbing against her clitoris, grazing her skin, and stimulating her labia.

And then she started humping Molly’s hand.

No!! What are you doing?! Stop!!

She shouted at herself inside of her own head, but it was already too late to stop, breeding season had come early for the little lamb, and it was going to be completely up to her owner and shepherd to stop her from humping her way to coming in the girl’s palm.

She was making a fool of herself right there in Molly’s lap, even worse than before, and she was just glad that no one was here to see her… or she’d have already finished.

She was getting close, she was getting really close, but she wasn’t quite there yet- until Molly decided to say something again.

“Awe, it’s just too bad that the rest of the girls aren’t here to watch you helplessly hump Miss Molly’s hand through your diaper, huh?”

“Baaaaaaahhh!!!! Baaaaaaahh~!!!!” That little comment was about to do it though, and there wasn’t anything that she could do for herself to stop her from continuing.

Stop me!! I need you to stop me!! Vivien couldn’t control herself, she needed Molly’s help, but Molly couldn’t hear Vivi’s thoughts, she wouldn’t let her. It was too embarrassing for her to say anything. Help me… please…

Thankfully for her, Molly did help, her caregiver did manage to stop her before it was too late, and it was going to take the kiddo a while to get back down from that one.

“Sounds like somebody was having a little bit of trouble stopping there, wasn’t she?”

Vivien didn’t want to say anything, but she felt the overwhelming urge to answer, and to answer honestly.

“Not a little… a lot…” She curled her fingers into her stuffie, feeling the texture of the sheep’s wool, wondering how it would feel against her cunt. I should try pillow humping tonight…

“It’s a good thing that you’re not allowed to come without permission… not today, and not ever~”

“I wouldn’t be able to without you to tease me…”

Vivi!! No!!! She instantly began shouting at herself inside of her head. You can’t just tell her!!!

That certainly piqued her caregiver’s interest, but Molly was currently having inner thoughts of her own.

So that’s how it is…

Once was fine, but watching the little lamb squeak for mercy twice in a row, just as she had begun teasing her was too much to be a coincidence.

It is more than just having her cunt rubbed, huh?

Molly smiled, letting Vivien come back down completely before confronting her about anything, getting started with the girl’s next edge.

“Someone’s having fun, aren’t you, baby?”

One more edge, just to test her~

“Mhmm…” Vivi mumbled and nodded her head in the pillow again. “I can’t help it…”

Molly giggled, teasing and mocking her. “A little bit of fun?”

Vivien shook her head and let a pathetic whimper leave her lips. “Lots and lots of fun…”

“Would you care to tell Mommy what it is that’s so fun?” Molly continued to squeeze and rub her cute little cunt, harder and harder with every edge.

Vivien simply shook her head again, not wanting to say, not wanting Molly to know, grinding her hips into her caregiver’s hand again. “Nuh-uh…”

At this point, little Vivi knew that Mommy was onto her, and she was just being stubborn and pouty, refusing to tell her.

“Oh yeah?” Molly was not about to just let that go. “That’s too bad, I guess Molly will just have to keep rubbing your diapers until you tell her~”

“Baaaaaah!!!!!!!” That one was fast, a lot faster than the others had been, but that was down to Molly knowing how hard her words were getting to her.

She wordlessly brought Vivien down again, and then started her back up without saying a word, she didn’t even need to turn the vibrator back on this time, she could get her there with just her touch.

Vivien continued to helplessly let herself be edged in her caregiver’s lap for what felt like the entire evening, but after those first three, Molly seemed to get silent.

Once… Twice… Thrice…

Four… Five… Six times…

Vivien was losing count of how many times Molly edged her with her hand alone, and it was starting to get to her. It was more than effective, but Vivi missed the buzzing of her vibrator inside of her cute little cunt by her tenth edge of the night, and even worse- she was missing Molly’s pretty voice teasing her.

And she wanted it back.

Seven. Eight. Nine. Three more times, and Vivien was crying. She couldn’t tell if her cunt was throbbing with pain, or if it had grown numb, but she didn’t want to stop until she got to come in Mommy’s palm.

“That’s nine~!!” Molly was keeping track too, and as soon as she heard her caregiver’s voice, Vivi’s ears perked up excitedly, wanting to hear more from her. She started outback up again, and this time, she turned the vibrator back on too. “I think I’ll make this one the last one… and then we’ll stop without letting you come~”

“N-NOOOO…” Vivien was crying, sobbing into the pillow helplessly, desperate to feel the sweet release of orgasm at Molly’s touch. “Please… please… I want it…”

“You want what, baby?”

“I want to come!!!” Vivien’s voice was weak and full of snivels, worn out from squeaking like a sheep. “I want it so bad…”

“And why in the world should I let you come, Vivi?”

“Because I’ve been a good little lamb!!!! ” The baby began to throw a fit, right there in her mommy’s lap. “I’ve squeaked like a sheep and I want to breed!!!!”

“You have been a good little lamb, but why should that matter?” Molly got her closer and closer to the edge, ready to shut her down completely. “I thought you didn’t like this?”

“I do like it!!” Vivi was running out of time, the countdown clock to her last chance at an orgasm for the night was reaching its finish. “I’m having lots of fun… please don’t ruin me like this… I don’t want this to be ruined!!”

“Then tell me what it is, Vivi… what do you like? What’s got you so excited? What’s turning you on?” Molly pawed at the girl’s crotch through her diaper, at this point she could feel how wet her cunt was, and she knew better than to know it was the little thing pissing her pants again. “Tell me what it is so that we can do it again and again and again… tell me what you like so that I can make your life here fun for you… tell me Vivi, what do you want?”

“Miss Molly…”

“What do you want me to do to you, Vivi?!”

“Play with me!! Touch me, tease me, spank me, fuck me… anything and everything, please!!!! ” Vivien was sobbing, wailing louder than she ever had before. This was it. This was her last chance to come for the night. It was right now, or it was never. “ Show me off!! Make me crawl around!! Spank me again!! Let everyone see me!! I’ll like it, I’ll like it, I’ll like it!!”

Vivien begged, she sobbed and she whined and she begged. She needed this, and she needed Molly to give it to her.

“You make me really wet between the legs, Molly… I like everything you do to me… ” She was right there, it was right there, she wasn’t going to be able to finish the sentence without coming… without Molly to tell her to come. “ I want to be your girlfriend… I want to be your little lamb… I want to come for you… I want… I want… Baaaaaahhhhh!!!!”

She squeaked, one last time, helpless in Molly’s hand, loyally letting her shepherd know that her little lamb was about to come, and she was desperate for her to give that to her.

“Your shepherd’s got you, baby girl.”

Molly didn’t stop her this time, she didn’t move a finger towards the controller, she pressed her hand as hard as she could into Vivi’s little cunt, and she whispered happily into the girl’s ear.

“Come for me little lamb~”

And so she did, Vivien came into Molly’s hand, squeaking as loud as she could. “BAAAAAHHHH~!!!!”

Vivien collapsed into Molly’s lap after she finished riding out her orgasm. Molly had edged her for what must have been hours, and once she had finished, her entire body was practically numb.

“Mmmmph…” She mumbled and sighed, wincing as Molly sat her up in her lap. “Thank you…”

“Hush now, little lady.” Molly was careful not to hurt the girl as she picked her up and delivered her to the changing table. “Looks like we missed dinner tonight~”

“That’s okay…” Vivien was still crying, struggling to hold back her tears as she laid down on her back on the table as she awaited a diaper change. “I can’t…”

“Let’s get you into bed.” Molly could tell how hard Vivien was struggling to even finish her thoughts after that, the little thing needed to sleep before school in the morning. “Fresh diaper, and then bedtime.”

Vivien whined, her parts extremely sore after hours and hours of being rubbed. But nonetheless, Molly got her into clean padding, giggling and humming as she quickly rushed her back to her crib to sleep.

“Molly has a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb. Molly has a little lamb, whose bum is red as rose~”

Vivien sighed, clinging to her caregiver as she got her settled back into bed. “Mary…”

“I know what the song is, little thing.” The silver haired daemonette rolled her eyes and sighed. “I just think it’s cute to use my name instead.”

“It’s not your name…” Vivien blushed and sighed. “It’s my name…”

“What’s that, baby?”

“Mary. My middle name is Mary.” She clutched the stuffed lamb dolly to her chest. “Vivien Mary Shaw.”

“Awe, what a coincidence.” Molly cooed at her. “That’s really cute~”

“It’s not a coincidence…” Vivi’s eyes rolled back into her skull, struggling to recover from her orgasm. “Mama and papa run a sheep farm back home…”

“Is that why you like sheeps so much?”

“Uh-huh…” Vivi nodded. “They thought it’d be cute to sing the little lamb rhyme to me, cuz my middle name’s Mary.”

“That’s adorable.” Molly pet the cute little lamb on the head, removing her ponytail for the night so that she could sleep comfortably. “You’re adorable~”

“Thank you, Miss…” Vivi sighed, nuzzling into Molly’s hand, not wanting to leave her side. “Are you… mad at me?”

“Not at all, little thing~” Molly leaned in and gave the girl a kiss on the forehead before bed. “We’ll have to talk about Mommy’s doll and her diaper obsession some other time~”

Vivien whimpered, pulling her blankets up over her face to help hide. “I don’t have a diaper obsession…”

“Alright alright, let’s shut your mouth for the night.” Molly peeled the blankets out from Vivi’s grasp, putting Vivien face to face with her pacifier for the first time in a while. “Open wide~”

Vivi blushed, but complied, opening her mouth and letting Molly gently place the pacifier between her lips. She sighed, snuggling into her blankets like an exhausted mess while Molly locked her into her crib for the night.

“Goodnight baby girl. I’ll see you bright and early for school tomorrow~”

“Mmph… yes, Miss Molly… goodnight.”