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: Robin Snicket

Alias: Miss Robin Panda

Personnel Registration Number(UN#): 0012

Designation: Class C

Age: 25, Sex: F, Hair: Light Brown, Eyes: Hazel, Skin: Fair, Uniform: Purple

Employer: Miss Panda (Property of)

Occupation: Custodian, Caregiver

Employment Description:
Employee #0012, Robin Snicket- henceforth referred to as Robin- is one of the six registered babysitters/caregivers at Dreams Come True, as well as the facility’s designated custodian.
In addition to the normal requirements expected from being one of the facility’s six babysitters, Robin is in charge of the upkeep of the facility’s playroom, keeping the place clean and hazard free.

Charge Information:

Name: Aubree “Bree” Mason

Personnel Registration Number(UN#): ABC06

Age: 23, Sex: F, Hair: Blonde, Eyes: Blue, Skin: Ivory

Color: Not given, Animal: Not given, Food: Not given, Fear: Not given
Note: Aubree refused to answer introductory questions when given to her by her caregiver.

Charge Description:
Robin’s charge is Aubree “Bree” Mason, F, age 23.
Aubree has no known dietary restrictions.
Aubree’s known medical requirements and diagnoses include complete urinary incontinence.
While we had expected for Aubree’s condition to not cause us any troubles, given the nature of activities in the facility, it would seem that the exact opposite has proven to be true.
Aubree seems to be extremely sensitive about her condition, and it would appear that attempting to force her into diapers has only helped to exacerbate that fact, drawing out a whole host of unpredicted tension and aggression that we did not know to expect from her.

Staff notes on Aubree:

“She hates me. She hates everyone and everything, but especially me, and I don’t really know what to do with her. She might not be able to stay here at the facility much longer, but I know I can get to her with time, I just need time.” -Robin Panda, administrator.

“This one is just angry and mean, Ma’am. I’m not sure if there’s even hope for her, it might be better to just kill her now. … Oh!! No wait, there it is. She fears for her life, you can use that to your advantage when teaching her… and if you’re asking my honest opinion, this one could do well under someone’s heel.” -Candy Panda, administrator.

“In accordance with her initial examination by the administrator, I considered giving her to Jenna for the eldest sister’s expert care, but I eventually determined that Robin would be the best choice to care for her. Robin is more fiercely loyal than any of her sister’s are, which is to say, she’s the only one who won’t give up on her.” -Eva Moreno, dean.

Administrator notes on Robin:

“I am very excited to see how Robin does, I’m sure she’ll do great. She’s not quite as hard as some of her sisters are, and not quite as soft as some others, but she’s the most loyal of the entire bunch, and I am eager to see how well she does with a little one to take care of.” -Miss Panda, owner.

“I am very very skeptical about Robin’s chances, but I think it can be done. She’s not quite in the same boat as Molly, she is a fair bit more mature than her little sister, but she is a whole lot less confident, both in herself and in her abilities. I think out of all of my sisters, Robin is the biggest maybe of the bunch, and it would depend on whether I wanted to be nice or if I wanted to be careful. Because if I was going to be nice, I’d say yeah- give her a chance to shine. But if I was being careful, I might choose to hold her back for a bit. It seems that excluding little Alex, who I am immensely proud of, the younger half of the bunch have a ways to go.” -Candy Panda, administrator.

“In accordance with her initial examination by the administrator, the determination was to pair her with Aubree Mason, since out of all of the girls, Robin here is the most effective and detail oriented of the bunch, which will be needed to help clean up after Aubree. However, since then, Aubree has begun to display a wide variety of extremely unexpected and aggressive behaviors. Further action may soon be required.” -Eva Moreno, dean.

What follows, as requested, is the surveillance information for UN ABC06 and UN 0012 .
Staff Observation VI: Subjects- Aubree Mason and Robin Snicket

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“I warned you, Aubree. I told you that if you couldn’t behave, I was going to leave you on the rocking horse all night… and what did you do?” Robin stood over the girl, her hands on her hips, waiting for a response that never came. “Exactly, you decided to be disrespectful and misbehave.”

“Eat shit and die.” It was a mistake taking Aubree’s pacifier out of her mouth.

“I swear to god, Bree. If you don’t start behaving soon, you’re going to regret it.”

“Only my friends get to call me Bree.”

“And what would you like me to call you, then?”

“Nothing. Don’t talk to me.”

“Okay. Whatever. Enjoy your night on the rocking horse then. Don’t expect breakfast in the morning.”

“I’d rather kill myself than eat your food.”

“I’ve gathered.” Robin sighed, marching to the door and turning the lights off, eager to get away from her for the night. “Goodnight.”

Robin sank as soon as she was on the other side of the door as the girl, slamming it shut behind her. She was doing her best to try and take care of her charge just like the rest of her sisters were, but being around Aubree hurt her, everytime she got a moment to herself she just wanted to cry. Aubree made her want to cry.

Robin had three older sisters and two younger sisters that were doing just fine. You didn’t see them moping around the playroom crying to themselves, so why was she?

Why was Robin having so much trouble with her charge when everyone else was doing just fine?

Robin knew what was bothering Aubree of course, but that didn’t make her feel any less like this was all her fault. If she was tougher she could beat the girl into submission, but she wasn’t so she couldn’t. She can’t. Robin was good at one thing and one thing only, and that was cleaning.

She just couldn’t clean up the broken shards of the failing relationship with Aubree.

This is all your fault. Aubree is going to be put down and it’s all your fault.

Robin had been on the Zed list, she knew exactly what happened to girls who didn’t behave, they were put on the list, and they were killed. That was the fate that most likely awaited Aubree, and possibly even her for her failure. But at this point, Robin probably thought that she deserved that.

Mistress is going to hate me so much for failing…

She was a little bit thankful to be away from the girl though, after a whole day of being verbally berated by the girl she was supposed to be taking care of, Robin needed a second to herself so that she could cry. So cry she did, before getting back to work.

Robin was a slave after all, just the same as Aubree was, and she had a job to do.

Because if she didn’t do as her master instructed her, she would be euthanized as well.

If only she was allowed to tell Aubree that, if only the little ones were allowed to know that, things would be easier with them.

Alex, Jenna, Shannon, Molly, Chelsea, and Robin were all slaves. All of them. They were all slaves, and they all belonged to Miss Panda. They didn’t get paid to torture the little ones, they didn’t get anything at all, they had just as much of a choice as their charges.

The only free women that walked these halls were the headmaster- Miss Panda, the administrator- Candy, and the dean- Eva. Even amongst them, Candy was only here for the weekend, she has her own story to worry about, the only reason she was one of their sisters was because of her personal relationship with Miss Panda. She wasn’t even a part of the facility, she was just being used for her expert intuition.

She would have liked to have her little one at her side to help clean up the playroom with her. She was hoping for the chance to let Aubree play alone on some of the indoor playground equipment to help her cool down and whatnot, but it seems like not only was she going to have to clean up the playroom alone, but she also doesn’t have much of a little one to speak of.

It seemed like none of the little one’s had come out of their shells enough to have any time to play, they were all too shy to come out and have fun in the playroom, but at least they weren’t screaming profanities at their caregivers like Aubree was.

Someone left the blocks out, probably Charlie, and it was Robin’s job to clean them up and put them away at the end of the night. At one point Robin had to compose herself so that her sister Shannon couldn’t tell that she was or had been crying at any point while Shannon headed back to Charlie’s nursery.

Aubree…

Robin picked up the blue fleece blanket up from off of the floor of the playroom. So that’s where it had gone, she had offered it to her new baby to help keep her comfortable just the previous day and she came back without it, but here it was. Aubree’s blanket- or what could be Aubree’s blanket if she wanted it, but only if Robin was nice enough to offer it to her.

And Robin was nice enough to offer it to her.

She picked it up, folded it, finished cleaning up the rest of the playroom, and then instead of heading back to the room that she and her sister shared she headed back to Aubree’s nursery to offer it to her.

“Aubree?” She opened the door, flipping the light switch on as she stepped inside. “I’ll have you know to at least respect what I give you enough not to leave things out in the playroom for me to clean up later… Aubree?”

Robin’s eyes took a few moments to adjust to the light, but once they had and she could see the girl, she finally noticed that Aubree was crying.

“Get out!! Go away!!” She was making a concentrated effort to hide the fact that she was crying from Robin by looking away and hiding her face, but she was definitely crying- and Aubree hadn’t cried just yet, at least not with her caregiver around. “Leave me alone!!”

“Stop yelling at me!!” Robin stepped inside and slammed the door, firmly placing herself in the same room as the crying blonde. “If you’re not going to be nice, then shut up!!”

The room fell silent, and so did Aubree. She looked straight down, not wanting to gaze at the other woman in the eyes for even just a moment. She hated everything happening to her right now, and she especially hated the woman who was doing this to her.

“I have been nothing but patient and welcoming with you, Aubree.” The room might have fallen silent, but Robin wasn’t about to quiet down anytime soon. “I can’t take care of you if you won’t let me.”

“I don’t want you to take care of me.” Aubree didn’t look up, her voice quiet and hushed. “I don’t want to be anywhere near you.”

“Stop.” Robin held up the blanket in one hand, almost like she was visually trying to tell her to stop. “Right now.”

Aubree did stop, snarling under her breath and staying silent as Robin stepped further into the room.

“I get it. I didn’t think of it, but I get it. You’re not getting picked on because of your incontinence, Aubree.”

“Shut up!!” Aubree hissed at her, her eyes still wet with tears. “Stop calling me incontinent, and stop treating me like a baby!!”

“Then stop throwing a tantrum so that we can talk like adults!!” Robin hissed back, standing directly in front of Aubree so that she couldn’t be avoided. “Calm down and talk with me for just a little bit, Aubree. I promise it’ll make you feel better.”

“No, it won’t.” Aubree swallowed, choking back tears as she glared at Robin in front of her. “But fine, whatever…”

Robin held the blanket towards the girl, ready to wipe away her tears. “Chin up.”

Aubree did as she was told for once in her life, holding her chin up like she was told. Robin went ahead and wiped away her little one’s tears with the blanket before draping it over her shoulders to keep her warm.

Aubree was still bound to the rocking horse. Her legs were spread and she was straddling the device, her ankles bound to a pair of the horse’s legs. Her hands were gripping onto the handles of the horse, and her wrists were bound to keep them there. Her pretty blonde hair was no longer tied into pigtails, now just hanging loosely over her shoulders. She had pretty blue eyes, full of tears, and extremely pale skin. She was one of those quote unquote “special” girls with blonde hair and blue eyes that so many people considered beautiful, and she was beautiful, but for lots of other reasons.

Robin on the other hand had tan skin, simple light brown hair done up into a little bun on the back of her head, and hazel eyes that looked like different colors depending on the lighting. She wore the typical caregiver dress that the panda sisters wore, but in purple, while Aubree wore a simple pink t-shirt given to her by the caregiver the previous. But one thing that Robin did not wear was diapers, something that Aubree had no choice but to wear.

Aubree was incontinent, and she had been for a really long time. That unfortunately meant for the poor girl that she couldn't control her bladder, something which had been a problem long before she got to the facility. She was always insecure about her condition, but she normally wasn’t so aggressive, it was only upon getting to the facility that she began to freak out about it.

A fundamental flaw existed between them, an issue in how they chose to pair up the girls with each other. They did not at all expect Aubree to be so aggressive, and that was something that Robin wasn’t quite equipped to handle.

But Robin wasn’t quite ready to let Aubree go. She was supposed to belong to her, and she wanted the girl.

“Have you tried rocking the horse yet?” Robin stood next to Aubree, confident that the girl wouldn’t hit her, if only because her hands were bound.

“Is this somehow considered talking to me like an adult?” Aubree didn’t turn to look at her, and she hadn’t tried rocking the horse. “Because that’s not exactly something an adult would do.”

“Sure it is.” Robin smiled, climbing onto the horse behind Aubree, straddling the wooden rocking device with her. “We can do it together.”

“I don’t want to ride the rocking horse.” Aubree scooted as far forward as she could, but not enough to get away from Robin, who just pulled herself forward after her.

Robin slid forward on the horse, hiking the skirt of her dress upwards so that she could press her hips into Aubree’s. Robin might not be great at being mean, but she was good at being soft. She sighed, leaning into the girl’s back, wrapping her arms around Aubree’s torso and pressing her forehead into the girl from behind.

Aubree didn’t quite appreciate the closeness that the other woman was forcing upon her, especially while she was stuck on the miserable rocking horse. Robin felt Aubree wince, pained by something between her legs.

The girl was wearing a diaper, she hadn’t managed to escape that, but she hadn’t been changed in quite a while. Because of that, knowing Aubree and how her condition worked, she was quite wet. Robin was good at cleaning, but not just cleaning up toys and blankets and whatnot, she was also good with cleaning little ones and changing diapers. She could tell that the reason Aubree had suddenly winced was because she had slid forward on the horse, causing her already wet padding to rub into the skin between her legs.

Robin continued holding onto her from behind, trying to stay close to the girl, forcing Aubree to be close with her in return. “Is that why you don’t want to rock the horse, you’re too wet?”

“I’m fine. Will you please stop going on about that?” Aubree scoffed, still wanting to scoot away from Robin. But at least she said please, which was new for her. “I don’t need a reason not to, I just won’t.”

“Then you won’t care if I do, then?” Robin sat up, ready to rock the horse for them both, but decidedly waiting for an answer. “If you have a reason not to, just let me know.”

“Do whatever you want. I don’t care.” Aubree was snarling, trying very desperately to keep it together while this close to Robin.

And so she did, Robin went ahead and started rocking the horse with the both of them on it, and instantly she could see and feel the other girl tense up, presumably thanks to the rocking horse rubbing her diapers the wrong way.

“Okay, stop.” Aubree tried to order Robin to stop the horse, and then when the caregiver didn’t, continued to demand the ride come to an end. “Stop, stop, stop.”

“Is something the matter?”

“Yes, stop the horse.”

“What’s wrong?”

“It hurts!!”

Aubree shouted out, confessing to the fact that this was rubbing her the wrong way, and Robin stopped the horse accordingly, putting the ride to an abrupt finish.

“There, where does it hurt?”

“Leave me alone, okay?”

“You said it hurts, where?”

“None of your business!!”

“Please let me help you, Aubree?”

“Let me be!!” Aubree scoffed, yanking on her hands as she tried to break free of the horse to no avail. “Please let me be…”

“Aubree.” Robin scooted towards the girl, pressing into her from behind. Robin had no qualms with getting right up against her. “You’ve been wearing the same thing since last night, I don’t care if getting changed by someone else makes you feel like a baby, but you’re not going to feel very grown up once you’re suffering from diaper rash, now are you?”

“I wouldn’t be suffering if you’d just let me leave!!” Aubree felt Robin’s hips press into her from behind, right up against the backside of her wet padding. It made Aubree feel gross and uncomfortable, nobody in the world was supposed to be that close to her, she couldn't allow anyone to get so close to something so intimate and personal as that, she didn’t trust anyone knowing that she couldn’t control herself like a normal person. “Don’t touch me!!”

“Aubree, please. You’ve practically been wearing diapers for years-”

“Yeah but not like this!!” Aubree shouted, instantly interrupting the other girl. “It doesn’t make me a baby!! I’m not a baby!! This isn’t fair!!”

There she went again, Aubree started to cry, tears now gently dripping from her eyes. But thankfully, Robin was right there. She picked up one corner of the blanket, and despite Aubree’s protests, she wiped the tears from the girl’s eyes. “Only a baby would sit around in her soaking wet diapers and give herself a rash instead of letting herself be changed.”

“That’s not what I’m trying to do, it’s not my fault.” Amazingly, Aubree actually leaned into the blanket for just a moment, just a single split second to get Robin’s help wiping away her tears. “I’m not doing this on purpose.”

“Yes you kind of are, Aubree.” Robin continued to chase after Aubree with the blanket for a few moments before letting the blanket once again drape over her shoulders. “All I’m asking for right now is for you to let me get you off of this horse and onto the changing table so that I can change you before you give yourself a rash.”

Aubree scoffed, shaking her head. “I can change myself if I have to!!”

“But you don’t have to!!” Robin continued, protesting Aubree’s stubbornness. “I am here to do that for you, what’s wrong with having someone else to do that for you?”

“Because I am not weak, and I am not a baby. I don’t need someone else to do that for me!!”

“I never said you needed me to do it for you, but you have me here to do it for you anyways.”

“I don’t want that. I’m not your daughter, I don’t want you touching me anywhere near my genitals, those are mine, not yours.”

“What, only your boyfriend is allowed to touch you like that?”

“I don’t have a boyfriend.”

“Boyfriend, girlfriend, partner, whatever. You’d only ever let your partner touch you down there, is that what you mean?”

“I don’t have a partner!!”

“But if you did, would you let them change you?”

“That’s not going to happen.”

“What do you mean it’s not going to happen?”

“I mean I’m not going to have someone who’s just going to treat me like a weirdo for my problems. The last time I even got close to someone like that, they left me and they told everyone, and I’m not having that again. Nobody needs to know, so nobody gets to know.” Aubree growled, trying her best to knock Robin off the horse behind her while still bound to it, trying to increase the distance between them. “I don’t need a partner, I don’t need someone to change my diapers for me, and I don’t need you.”

“But I need you, Aubree.” Robin bit her lip, sniffling back her own tears as they started to form in her eyes, still sitting behind Aubree where the little one couldn’t see her cry. “If we don’t do this, Miss Panda is going to be mad at me, I’m going to be the laughing stock of all of my sisters, and everyone is going to think that I’m… the weak one.”

Aubree went quiet, no longer trying to knock the crying caregiver off of the rocking horse. “That’s not my fault.”

“No, it’s not…” Robin whined, burying her face in the blanket still draped over Aubree’s back. “I’ve always just been a stupid loser who can’t even make friends, I’m just not as good as my sisters are.”

“Then quit.” Aubree scoffed in disbelief, her whole body shaking angrily. “You’re already ruining people’s lives, if you’re not good at this, then why don’t you just give up and quit?”

Robin sighed, gently nuzzling her forehead into the girl’s back, trying to tell her why without actually revealing too much. “Why don’t you just leave?”

“Because I’m trapped here!!” Aubree growled, shaking the rocking horse enough for it to start moving again for a few seconds before stopping. “I wouldn’t be here if I had a choice!!”

“Me neither.” Robin took a deep breath and sighed, slowly getting up off of the horse and letting Aubree have what she wanted, space between them. “Right… I’ll let you be then.”

“What, so now you’re just going to go?”

“You don’t want me here, so yeah, I’m just going to go.”

“Are you not… allowed to leave?”

“You heard what Candy said, Aubree.” Robin didn’t even want to look her in the eyes anymore. “They kill hopeless girls that they don’t have any use for, I don’t see any reason why they’d keep me around if I’m useless to them. So maybe they will let me leave, but that’ll probably only happen once you’re gone.”

“Once I’m… gone?”

“Once you’re dead, Aubree.” Robin scoffed, slowly making her way to the door without turning around. “They’re not going to let you go no matter how much you pout about it, they’re just going to kill you.”

“That’s evil.”

“I didn’t say it wasn’t.” Robin sighed, turning the doorknob and opening the door back up to leave Aubree alone for the second time tonight. “Goodnight, Aubree.”

“Wait!!” Aubree shouted at Robin, helpless to stop her from leaving. “I’m not done, I haven’t said everything yet!!”

“And what’s the point of staying if you’re just going to argue with me?”

“You can’t just leave me like this.” Aubree gritted her teeth, growing more frustrated by the second. “I want off this fucking horse!!”

“Well I’m not going to let you off the fucking horse unless you learn to behave and do as you’re told instead of throwing tantrums and pissy fits like a fucking baby, Aubree!!!!” Robin spun around, sick to the point of screaming at her. “If you really don’t want to act like a fucking child then at least learn to act like a good hostage and give in to your captor’s demands so that you don’t have to sit around and waste away in your own fucking piss puddle, strapped to a glorified baby bouncer all night!!!! It’s not hard, just shut your mouth and give the people who can kill you what they want and let them change your diapers for fuck’s sake, it’s that fucking easy!!!!”

Robin huffed angrily, hearing the whole room go silent as the echoes of her voice faded away and Aubree hushed up, staring at the woman in disbelief.

She watched Aubree’s angry scowl twist and morph into a miserable mask of fear and sadness as she started crying, filling the otherwise empty room with shameful sobs just moments later as she began to completely lose control of herself.

“Aubree…” Robin frowned, worried that she might have gone too far by yelling at her, before steeling herself to be the bigger woman. “Aubree?”

Aubree didn’t answer, she didn’t even want to keep looking at her, she just lowered her face to the head of the rocking horse and stared straight down as she continued to cry, hiding her face from the other woman.

“Aubree. I’m right here.” Robin stepped back into the room, walking straight back to the rocking horse, standing directly in front of Aubree and taking the girl’s hands with hers, bound by the wrists but otherwise completely capable of squeezing onto Robin’s hands for support. So she did, and Robin squeezed back, letting Aubree hold her hands to help stabilize her. “You can’t just sit here on the horse all night.”

“I know…” Robin heard the girl speak weakly through her sobs, face still buried in the horse’s mane. “I don’t want to…”

Robin continued to hold onto her for support. “If I let you off of the horse for the night, do you think you can behave enough for me to get you into your crib for bed?”

“Mhmm…” Aubree didn’t like it, but she nodded, agreeing to just this one thing.

Robin continued, pressing her further for her submission. “You don’t want to sleep in that diaper again tonight, do you?”

“No…” Aubree squeezed Robin’s hands as hard as she could, shaking her head.

“I’m going to change your diaper for you.” Robin wasn’t asking for her consent, it wasn’t a question, it was a statement. “And you’re going to let me.”

Aubree’s grip gently loosened until she had completely let go of her hands. She flipped her hands over, holding her wrists up and steady for Robin to release her, her only sign to her caregiver that she was going to listen, too weak and embarrassed to vocalize her submission to Robin, she remained completely silent.

Robin nodded, beginning to unlock the restraints for the poor girl, satisfied that she had gotten somewhere for the night. “Would you like to keep your blankey with you?”

“I’m not a child.”

“That wasn’t the question.” Robin unlocked and removed the restraints. “If you want it, then ask nicely for it, otherwise there are other girls here who deserve it more.”

“Yes, I want it.” Aubree continued to look away from Robin as she went to unlock her ankle restraints. “Can I please have it…”

“If you hold my hand and behave, then yes.” Robin held her hand out for Aubree to take, which she did, letting her caregiver help her off the rocking horse and deliver her across the room, not to her crib but to her table for a diaper change.

“Thank you.” Aubree held the little blue thing with her other arm, very unironically using it as a safety blanket as she let Robin do all the heavy lifting of getting her up and onto the changing table.

“What’s your favorite color?” As soon as Robin got her up and onto the changing table, she sought to distract her with some icebreaker questions.

Aubree’s cheeks lit up, not only as she felt Robin undoing the tapes of her diaper, but also as she heard the question. “Blue…”

“Dark blue or baby blue?” Robin undid the tapes and removed the soiled padding from between her legs, tossing it into the diaper pail to dispose of it.

“I’m not a baby, but-” Aubree very nervously gripped the light blue blanket in her hand, still blushing. “Baby blue…”

“Ironic don’t you think, baby butt?” Robin teased her, but she didn’t really get a response. “You probably ought to be careful not to leave that in the playroom anymore, huh?”

Aubree bit her lip, quickly growing flustered as Robin began to wipe her down between the legs to clean her. “Yeah, whatever…”

“That’s not how you refer to me, Aubree.” Robin kept going, having to hold Aubree’s legs down so that she didn’t kick her in the head. “I’m at the end of my patience tonight, get it right.”

“Yes, Miss Robin.” It was the most strained and difficult thing that had come out of Aubree’s mouth yet. “I won’t lose it again.”

“Next time it happens, it’s not yours anymore. Candy likes blue too.”

“It won’t happen again, Miss…” Aubree snarled, quickly pulling away from Robin as she began to run her fingers over the girl’s sore skin. “I didn’t agree to this!!”

“You owe me a lot for my trouble’s tonight, Aubree. Any other babysitter would have beaten you to shit already.” Robin smacked her inside of the thigh, prompting her to shut her legs in protest before Robin quickly pried them apart. “I’m covering your ass in rash cream and that’s final.”

“Just don’t touch my genitals!!”

“I have to touch your genitals to clean you, Aubree.”

“No you don’t!!”

“Yes I do!!” Robin put her left hand on the inside of Aubree’s right thigh, holding it out so that she couldn’t close her legs as Robin shoved two fingers inside of the girl’s cunt, and her thumb up her anus, squeezing her fingers together inside of her. “Now behave!!”

Aubree growled loudly, trying to kick Robin in the head with her left leg, which Robin quickly pinned beneath her elbow. “Get your fingers out of me!!”

“SHUT UP, AUBREE!!!!” Exasperated, Robin physically pulled her closer to her by her cunt, dragging her across the table with just the hand she was still pressing inside of her.

Aubree immediately quieted, but winced, feeling the terrible sensation of her rashy skin sliding across the table, just about reducing her to tears again.

“You can just shut your mouth, okay!! I’m sick and tired of having to argue and yell at you all the time!!”

“I’m sorry!!!!” For the very first time, Aubree apologized, her eyes filled to bursting with tears. “I’m trying, okay?? I’ll behave!!”

“You had better behave, Aubree.” Robin sighed, pulling her fingers out of the poor girl before going ahead and wiping the tears from her eyes with the blanket again. “I’m not gonna hurt you.”

“You promise?”

“I promise.” Robin smiled at her, gently rubbing her cheek with one hand. “I just want to take care of you-”

“I don’t like this, Miss Robin.” Aubree pulled her cheek from Robin’s hand, turning away from her. “I don’t want to feel like a helpless baby anymore…”

“And what’s wrong with that, Aubree?” Robin pressed further, trying to convince her to submit. “What’s wrong with being a helpless baby?”

“Huh?” Aubree went wide eyes, swallowing nervously. “They’re going to laugh at me.”

“Who is?”

“The other girls!!”

“The other littles, you mean?” Robin scoffed, shaking her head. “They have no room to talk, do they?”

“N-no, but… at least they can control themselves-”

“And you can’t, sure. But they don’t know that, do they?”

“Yeah, they do…”

“No they don’t, Aubree.” Robin smiled, cooing at her new little one. “And they don’t need to know either.”

“You mean… you haven’t told them?”

“When and why would I have told them, Aubree?” Robin went back to cleaning up between Aubree’s legs. “They don’t know, and they don’t need to know if you don’t want them to.”

“But the other caregivers know!!”

“And they’re not going to tell the other girls either, not if I tell them not to.”

“But they’ll laugh at me too…”

“I’m not laughing at you, am I?” Robin looked up at her, a bottle of rash cream in hand. “Be my baby, Aubree… please?”

“But…”

“I promise you’ll be safe with me.” Robin began to gently rub the rash cream into Aubree’s skin, and there was instantly a sense of relief for the poor girl, feeling the burning sensation go away. “We’ll be great together. I’ll always have you to keep me company, and you’ll always have me right there to change your diapers and take care of you, it’ll be cute… and you won’t have to worry about me judging you for your condition, because you’ll always have me here to keep you from making a mess of yourself or giving yourself rashes~”

“I don’t want to be a baby, Robin.”

“Too bad.” Robin gently pressed inside of Aubree’s holes, making sure to keep them from rashing up as well. “You’re my baby whether you want to be or not, and you’re just going to make yourself miserable the longer you fight me on it.”

“You’re making fun of me…”

“I’m not making fun of you, Aubree.”

“You called me a baby.”

“That’s not the same thing, honey.” Robin set aside the bottle, rubbing the rash cream into the girl’s skin. “Being my baby is a good thing, not a bad thing.”

“But it feels like a bad thing.”

“And do you know what else feels bad?” Robin sighed. “Diaper rashes, spankings, mouth soapings, cornertime, face slapping, floggers, canes, paddles, chains, and whips. Those all feel bad, do you want some of those?”

“No, Miss. I don’t…”

“Then behave.” Robin stared her in the eyes, demanding a response from her.

“Yes, Miss…”

“Good girl.” Robin went back to work, able to see and feel how much the words bothered her. “What’s your favorite animal?”

And just like that, Robin was seemingly right back onto getting to know her better, and Aubree didn’t seem quite as hesitant about it this time.

“Kangaroo.” Aubree blushed, actually helping lift her hips up off of the table so that Robin could slide a fresh diaper beneath her butt. “I like hippos and rhinos a lot but… I really like kangaroo.”

“Baby blue kangaroo, huh?”

“Yeah… it rhymes.”

“If I got you a stuffed animal to call your own, would you like a baby blue kangaroo?”

“I wouldn’t turn it down…”

“Works for me.” Robin kept changing her diaper, gently patting her between the legs to let her know she was doing a good job. “Worst fear?”

“What kind of question is that?!”

“Worst fear, Aubree.” Robin held her fingers to the girl’s cunt and asshole again, making sure she could feel them there. “Answer my questions.”

“I’m afraid of needles, Miss.” Aubree bit her lip, choking back her pride. “I haven’t been vaccinated because I don’t like needles, okay?”

“Mommy will be there to help squeeze your hand next time, then.”

“You’re not my mother.”

“Mommy and mother mean completely different things.”

“And I don’t want you to be either…”

“We’ll get there eventually.” Robin smiled, grabbing the bottle of baby powder and beginning to apply it to her hand. “Favorite food?”

“Favorite food?” Aubree scoffed, looking away from her for some reason. “What, are you going to make it for me?”

“Cooking isn’t my job, it’s my sister’s job, but you decided to let the dinner she cooked for you go to waste.”

“I didn’t want it.”

“Well unless you have some reason not to, you get what we feed you, Aubree. It’s that or you go hungry.”

“I am hungry, Miss.”

“Well that’s your own damn fault, now isn’t it?” Robin sighed, feeling the warmth of Aubree’s skin as she rubbed baby powder into her bottom. “If you wanted to eat so badly you should have had mac & cheese.”

“That wasn’t mac & cheese, Robin!!”

“Yes it was, Aubree. We both saw it.”

“But it had little bits of chicken chopped up in it…”

“Yes it did, and?”

“I would have eaten it if it didn’t have chicken.”

“Are you really such a picky eater that you don’t like chicken?”

“I’m a vegan, Miss…” Aubree blushed, trying to hide her face behind her blanket. “I don’t eat chicken. I don’t eat any kind of meat, not even fish, no matter how you serve it to me… and that’s not about to change.”

Robin paused, finishing with the baby powder and wiping her hands clean so that she could pull the blanket from Aubree’s face. “Why didn’t you tell me that sooner, kiddo?”

“Because you’re not nice enough to do anything about it anyways-”

“Sure I am. I’ll remember that. I’ll make sure your meals are vegan if that’s what you want.”

“I thought you said I’ll eat what you give me?”

“Yeah, and I want to make sure to give you something you’ll eat~”

“Do you mean that?”

“Of course I mean that, and guess what else?”

“What?”

"I'll even have my sister make your favorite food for you, if you tell me what it is~"

"Falafel... it's falafel..."

"Then I'll have my sister make some for you sometime~"

"Right. Thanks I guess..."

Robin smiled, folding the diaper over her waist and taping it securely onto the girl’s hips, gently patting her between the legs to reward her for a job well done. “Diaper change complete~”

Aubree blushed and rolled her eyes, sitting up on the table and pulling herself away from Robin, not wanting to be that close to her for any longer. “Are we done now? Can you leave me alone?”

“Unless you want to sit with me on the rocking horse for a little bit, sure.”

“I don’t.” Aubree shook her head and snarled. “I’m not your friend, and I’m not your baby.”

“You’re just the girl whose diapers I change, got it.” Robin maneuvered around to the side of the changing table. “Let’s get you into your crib for bed, then~”

“What, you’re not going to finger me until I squirt into your hand and demand my submission?”

“And get pissed on? I think I’d rather not~”

“You said you weren’t going to make fun of me!!”

“I said I wasn’t making fun of you, I didn’t say I was never going to.”

“That’s not fucking fair, I let you change me and everything.”

“Life is not fair, Aubree, especially not for you. I am your caregiver, I am in control of you from now on, so unless you want to get in trouble with me, I can do whatever I want to you and you can’t stop me.”

“How does that count as taking care of me?”

“I’m a caregiver and a babysitter, baby. Be good for me and I won’t have to get mean, be bad for me and I have to hurt you.”

“You’re going to hurt me no matter what-”

“Not if you don’t let yourself get hurt, Aubree… this doesn’t have to be painful, this can be fun.”

“No it can’t.”

“Yes, it can. You just have to try it.”

“I don’t want to…”

“Then let’s get you to bed~”

There was a short pause before Robin took the girl by the hand and led her to her crib, lowering the bars for her so that she could climb inside before Robin closed it again. Aubree climbed inside and turned away, laying on her side and looking away from Robin without saying another word.

Normally this would be enough for Robin. She had gotten Aubree off of the rocking horse, into a clean diaper, and snuggled into her crib with a blanket to cling to. But not tonight, tonight she wanted more from her. She wanted to get Aubree back on the horse with her and she wanted her to enjoy it.

So Robin lowered the bars to Aubree’s crib, leaving it open so that the girl could climb out of it if she wanted to, and then Robin climbed on top of the rocking horse.

At first Aubree didn’t seem to notice, or rather, she pretended not to notice. But as it went on it became clear that she was just trying to ignore her caregiver as she rocked back and forth on the horse.

Aubree turned over, glaring at the other girl, just wishing she would leave her alone for the night “What are you doing?”

“I’m waiting for my joey to come and play with me~”

“Your joey?”

“Like a kangaroo, right?” Robin smiled at her, patting the empty seat in front of her on the rocking horse for her to come join. “You said you don’t want to be my baby, so why don’t I call you my joey instead?”

“I’m not a joey either-”

“But you can be.” Robin pouted, beckoning for Aubree to join her. “Please?”

Aubree sat up in her crib, snarling under her breath as she watched Robin just sitting there. “As long as you don’t call me a baby then fine, you can call me joey.”

“My joey~” Robin grinned happily as she watched Aubree slowly climb out of her crib and walk over to the rocking horse, leaning back to make room for her at the front of the horse.

“Whatever…” Aubree rolled her eyes, getting back onto the horse in front of Robin and sliding backwards so that Robin’s hips were pressed into hers from behind. “Just don’t get too touchy, I still don’t like you very much.”

“But you do like me a little bit!!” Robin giggled, gently patting the back of Aubree’s padding, able to feel how hard she was blushing without even having to see her do it. “That’s a win in my book~”

“Oh, shut up!!” Aubree whined loudly, tipping the horse forward and rocking it as hard as she could in an attempt to get Robin to stop talking. “I’m only doing this to get you to leave, so don’t waste my time.”

“It’s not like you have anything better to do, Aubree. You have school first thing in the morning.”

“School?” Aubree scoffed. “What does that mean?”

“It means you have a fun day ahead of you with the other girls tomorrow, and I’d hate to spoil the surprise.”

“I hate you, I hate this place, I hate your stupid school, and I hate everyone in it, especially your boss.”

“The headmaster and principal, you mean?”

“Whatever you want to call her, I hate her, and I hate you almost as much.”

“Almost as much?” Robin smiled, reaching her arms around Aubree and placing her hands on the insides of Aubree’s thighs. “Is this you way of saying you kind of like me just a little bit.”

“Yes.” Aubree groaned, trying to close her legs to no avail for a few seconds before letting Robin have at it with her hands. “That’s what this is.”

Robin smiled, rubbing Aubree’s thighs gently. “Thank you, little joey~”

“But if anyone else touches me that isn’t you, I’m punching them, and then I’m punching you.”

“So you’re okay if I touch you, you mean?”

“You can change my diapers for me.” Aubree blushed, continuing to rock the horse beneath them, nervously stumbling through the conversation. “But anything more serious than that… and I’ll bite you.”

“Little words kiddo, stop beating around the bush and say what you want to say~”

“I’ll be your joey if you protect me, there, how’s that?”

“If I protect you?”

“I’ll work with you if I can trust you… but if I can’t trust you, I’ll kill you.”

“What can I do to help earn your trust?”

“I need to come first.” Aubree swallowed nervously, slowly bringing the horse to a stop beneath her legs as she rubbed her thighs against Robin’s hands. “If I do what you say… I need to come first before everyone else.”

Robin paused nervously, thinking it over as she ran her hands over Aubree’s thighs, putting them on her hips instead. “And what does that mean to you?”

“That means if you ever have to choose between me or someone else, you pick me.” Aubree’s voice had a faint sign of weakness to it, a little hiccup to let her caregiver know that there was emotion there. “I don’t care if it’s you and me against the world, but if you want me to trust you… you need to be there for me no matter what.”

“That’s asking a lot, Aubree.”

“And you’re asking a lot of me by telling me to trust you…”

“Aubree…” Robin sighed, smiling to herself as she slid her hips against the little one’s hips. “Prove to me that you’ll do as I say, and I’ll protect you from anything and everything that comes your way, I promise.”

“Even Miss Panda?”

“Even Miss Panda.” Robin held one hand out in front of Aubree’s, her pinky extended. “Pinky promise.”

Aubree stared at it for a moment before curling her pinky around Robin’s. “Pinky promise…”

“Hump the rocking horse until you come.” Robin’s hands instantly found themselves on Aubree’s hips again, holding her close to her caregiver so that she didn't fall off or run away. She was no longer asking Aubree to do things for her, she was demanding it. “Lullaby. Turn Aubree’s rocking horse on~”

Before Aubree could really respond, there was a small beeping sound that sounded like it came from the center of the room, and then all of a sudden the rocking horse was vibrating between Aubree’s legs.

“What the hell?” Aubree chuckled slightly, kind of impressed to see something like that.

“It’s voice controlled.” Robin beamed proudly. “I built it myself.”

“So what, you can control the whole facility?”

“I said that I built it, but I don’t control it, Miss Paciente does~”

“Well what can you do?”

“I’ll show you later, little one.” Robin nuzzled her chin atop Aubree’s shoulder, gently kissing the cute little thing on the neck. “For now just do as I say and I’ll protect you from the other girls, my sisters, and Miss Panda~”

“You’d really do that for me, just to get me to behave?”

“I’d really do that for you, Aubree. But you have to show me I can trust you first.” Robin pressed Aubree’s cunt against the now vibrating rocking chair by pulling her down by her hips. “Now ride for me~”

Aubree began to do as she was told. She wasn’t normally as aggressive as she had been the last couple of days, she wasn’t known for that, she was known for her loyalty.

“Little Joey Panda, that has a nice ring to it, don’t you think~”

“Yes, Miss Robin…” Aubree took a deep breath and began to rock the horse, instantly feeling the vibrator dig into her sore cunt as she rode, quietly murmuring under her breath.

Much to her own dismay, Aubree knew exactly what she was doing, she had practically worn diapers all of her life, this wasn’t really a new feeling for her, so she didn’t hate it.

She didn’t want to hump herself to a finish on the rocking horse. But if it meant getting Robin to protect her, then she’d do it, even if it was humiliating. Just as long as Robin didn’t betray her trust, she could play along with this.

Aubree whimpered between words. “I still… don’t like you… very much…”

“But you’ll do as I say to stay alive, right?” Robin giggled, having her own fun on the rocking horse with the little one. “It’s better than sitting on the rocking horse and giving yourself a rash, isn’t it?”

“Bite me, asshole.”

“Not with that attitude, kiddo,”

“Fine.” Aubree scoffed, sarcastically amending her statement. “Bite me, Miss Robin.”

“That’s much better~”

Aubree kept humping the horse as it rocked. “Eat shit and die.”

“I thought you were going to be a good girl for me?”

“I said I’d do as you told me, I didn’t say I’d like it, or that I’d like you.”

“So you’re just going to keep being a bitch, then?”

“Pretty fucking much, yeah.”

“It’s a start.” Robin smiled, holding on tight to Aubree’s hips. “As long as you’re a bitch who does as she’s told, it’s a start.”

The two girls rode the rocking horse until Aubree eventually did reach a climax, coming in her new caregiver’s lap as she worked through her orgasm and the two of them came to an agreement on how to move forward together.

It wasn’t a perfect arrangement, but it was something. Aubree wasn’t something that Robin could break so easily, but she was determined to break her on her own, she didn’t need anyone else’s help, except for Aubree’s.

“So we have an understanding, then?” Robin happily patted the girl’s bottom once she had finished helping her back into her crib for the night.

“I do as you tell me to, let you feed and change me, and you won’t tell anyone about my condition, or let anyone hurt me- right?”

“Exactly.” Robin smiled, lifting the bars back up and locking Aubree in her crib. “And you agree to be my joey~”

Aubree grabbed onto a couple of the bars like she was in prison, and started growling at Robin from inside of her crib. “Betray my trust even once and we’re done.”

Robin grabbed the same exact bars with her own hands, making sure her hands were above Aubree’s as she snarled back. “Disobey me and you’re dead meat.”

The two of them pressed their foreheads against each other through the bars, grinning at each other as they stared deeply into the other’s eyes trying to intimidate them.

Robin blinked first, but only because she wanted at Aubree’s lips, and the little thing reciprocated, letting her new caregiver steal a kiss from her joey for the first time.

The two of them pulled away after a few moments, their cheeks flushed pink on both sides.

“Promise to be good at school tomorrow?”

“In your wildest dreams, jackass.”

“Go ahead, but don’t blame me if you end up as the first class crybaby~”

“Class crybaby?” Aubree scoffed, gritting her teeth together. “What does that mean?”

“You’ll see soon enough~” Robin smiled eagerly, letting go of the bars and walking away from her. “Good luck, baby girl.”

Aubree blushed, trying to bend the bars of her crib. “Call me that again and I’ll eat you…”

“Goodnight, Aubree.” Robin smiled, making her way to the door and slowly turning the lights off. “I’ll see you in the morning~”

“Goodnight, Robin…” Aubree sighed, letting go of the bars and curling up with her blanket. “Make sure breakfast is vegan tomorrow!!”

“I won’t forget, kiddo. Don’t worry.” Robin shot her a smile and a wave, ready to turn in for the night. “Lullaby. Play some special music for Aubree~”

Aubree whined as the speakers in her room kicked on and started playing soft music for infants to fall asleep to. “Lullaby!! Turn that off!!”

Robin giggled at Aubree’s flustered expression when it didn’t work, waving goodbye one last time before leaving Aubree by herself for the night.

“Goodnight, Aubree. I’ll see you soon.”