Miss Panda sat her class in a circle. “Since none of you girls wanted to volunteer, you’ll all go at once.” She said, slowly walking around the bundles of joy. “The last girl to finish up will be receiving a bad girl sticker on her chart.”

Vivi wondered if she should just book it. Her stomach wouldn’t stop growling at her. She didn’t even want to escape, she just wanted to get to a bathroom before it was too late. From experience she knew that none of the caregivers were going to let her. But the door was right there! She was facing it, and it was taunting her!

“This will also be a good chance for you kids to practice.” Miss Panda said. She only paused occasionally, stopping in place to give one or more of her students a look that was sure to scare them shitless, before continuing on and using her yard-long ruler as a walking stick. But she pointed it towards the panda sisters as she asked, “My girls will be my eager little teaching assistants for this afternoon, now won’t you gals?”

In a much more even chorus, the babysitters responded. “Yes, Mistress.”

Miss Panda stopped in front of her youngest, Miss Molly. “What do you think, will I need you to feed them all?” She asked, prodding the girl’s tits with her ruler.

Vivi’s stomach grumbled more overhearing that little exchange. Molly took one look towards her little one and then back towards her mistress and mother. “Whatever you demand of me, Mistress.”

“If your sisters can’t handle their own.” Miss Panda lifted one of Molly’s breasts with the yardstick and let it bounce. “You all may begin.”

One of Vivien’s classmates- she was too petrified to register who- piped up. “B-begin with what, exactly?”

And Vivi blocked out the rest. She was quite finished with today, as well as this utter nightmare in general. Honestly, for one single horrible bad dream, this one was awfully long, she thought. She hoped. She prayed that none of this was real. Molly told her it wasn’t a dream, but it had to be, right? There was no other explanation. Not for any of this.

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The whole class of girls sat in what was more of a hexagon, staring at each other. They all realized their predicament, they all knew what was coming, and they all dreaded it. None of them were quite sure what the others were thinking, but despite the humiliation that came with finishing last, each and every one of them were more humiliated by the idea of finishing first.

It felt so ridiculous just thinking about it. None of them ever imagined dressing up as a baby all over again and finding themselves surrounded by a group of girls doing the exact same. Vivien hated that she could describe her own diapers, let alone everyone else’s. But there wasn’t much else to focus on right now. Looking among the rest of her class, though, there were some pieces of her outfit that she was thankful for.

To start with, Vivi was simply mortified by the thought of having an accident in front of the other girls. Molly made her little one as cute as possible for her first day of school.

As always, the most important part of Vivien’s attire was her diaper. Yes, it was utterly embarrassing, but there were worse designs among just the rest of the class. Her padding was green along the sides and white where it counted, still clean as can be and decorated all over with those pictures of cute little animal girls, along with a line of little paw prints that she wasn’t sure what to make of yet.

Thankfully, none of the other students knew that about her diaper yet. She had narrowly avoided the pain of her teacher slipping down the rest of her outfit and exposing her bottom to the rest of her class. But Miss Panda had only gotten so far as undoing the first buckle, which Vivi promptly buckled back up when she could.

Her diaper didn’t need to be visible to take precedence over the rest of her outfit. Because the next most standout piece of clothing she was wearing were those brown shortalls of hers, kept secured on her body by those two over the shoulder straps, the only thing keeping her padding hidden from view. And unfortunately for Vivi, you could tell without question what she was wearing under there just by looking. Those shortalls were not designed to hide her diaper bulge.

Other than that, Vivien was wearing a simple green t-shirt and similarly shaded knee high socks that ended without a frill. On her feetsies she wore those converse, which matched her diaper with its many little animal friends all over. Her makeup was done very cutely, and her ponytail was tied into place with a rainbow hair tie.

Vivi could feel her tummy slowly reaching the limit, but she couldn’t bear messing herself in front of the others. She would die of embarrassment.

Zoey’s clothes for the day were extremely interesting indeed. The collar around her neck fit her perfectly, black and covered with spikes. But the padding she wore on her behind did not.

Her diaper was pink- and not just slightly pink- incredibly pink. It was by far the most stereotypically girly thing that Vivi had seen today, and she had seen a lot today. It was pink from top to bottom, and lined with her own array of pretty little animals- ponies, bunnies, kitties, and unicorns galore.

She was barely managing to keep it hidden beneath that black skirt of hers. The next most frilly thing that she wore were those orange pumpkin socks, which paired cutely with those black mary janes. Her tank top was also quite fitting, a light orange tank top with a black rose on the front. Vivi was impressed by her style, less impressed by her attitude.

The other girl did mention that Vivi owed her one, and she kept nervously looking over to see if the time for that one was now.

Next, Lulu. Precious Lulu. What even was that outfit she was wearing? Sexy schoolgirl? Really? If Vivien had to guess it was because the girls needed to wear their caregiver’s colors. And it was the most red- and most Alex thing- that Miss Alex could find.

She wore a short sleeved white crop top and a crimson plaid skirt hanging from her hips. Her navel and her diaper were both exposed, which she hid behind Thumper- her great big giant red elephant- as she glared at Aubree across from her.

Luna looked like she wanted to punch the other girl in the face all over again.

Little did anyone else know that despite her willingness to be the first girl to piss herself, Luna just couldn’t for some reason. She was having just as much trouble there as she was having in her tummy, and it seemed like she wasn’t the only one having that problem.

Charlie was- well- Charlie. Little Charlene was always a standout. Somehow, almost miraculously, she managed to sport the least feminine attire of the bunch, and only thanks to her caregiver dressing her in what was clearly a set of clothes meant for a boy.

Her diaper bulged similarly to Vivien’s, who sat directly across from her, beneath the denim shorts she was wearing. But her waistband poked out just slightly at the top for Vivi to notice that she was in fact wearing a different diaper design than she was. Hers were mostly white, with a hint of rainbow under there somewhere.

The shirt she wore was a button up, yellow, which squeezed against her bust. Vivi wasn’t quite sure which girl had the biggest tits- and thinking about it felt quite odd- but if she had to make a guess, it was probably Charlie. Not that hers came anywhere close to Molly’s. She was mumbling something under her breath, which nobody cared to decipher, as she clearly had some sort of meltdown deep inside of herself.

Maisie’s outfit was similarly cute, though not quite as intricate as Vivien’s was. But it was equally clear how much work Chelsea had put into dressing her girl up for the day.

The dark skinned girl idly played with her tutu as a distraction, and her expression told all. She was having a much better day today than she had as of recently. The swelling in her eyes had gone down dramatically, and Vivi was glad to see that she had gotten some ice on there.

The way that the girl’s shoes lit up was the best part, even if her socks lacked much of the same charm. Her diaper was a bit basic, white, but not devoid of life or charm. Because right there up front was a cute little image of a beautiful blue unicorn printed onto it. It even matched the one she was wearing on her top, sporting a simple blue t-shirt of her own, with the excellent addition of a brilliant white unicorn prancing across her bust as well. Speaking of Maisie’s bust, it was small, but respectable. Adorable just like her.

Of course no one would be able to see that Maisie’s diaper matched her shirt like Vivi’s matched her shoes if it wasn’t for that tutu she was put in for the day. It was white and sparkly. And it was short. Very short. Doing extremely little to hide the girl’s padding beneath. If Maisie had wet herself already, the other girls would know, and she hadn’t yet.

Aside from that there wasn’t much to say. Her outfit was simple but fitting, and she was looking well fed despite her usual issues. The thing she wanted most now was to just get this all over with and get out of there.

Aubree was playing a completely different game than the rest of her class, however.

Already stripped of her clothes, Aubree sat there, trying to hide behind nothing more than a blanket. It was funny, though. Honestly, if Vivi didn’t know better, she would think that Aubree had already wet herself and was just hoping that no one would notice.

“None of you girls are getting out of here until you’re finished.” Miss Panda said. “And don’t even think of standing up without using your diapers.”

Aubree nervously shuffled in place, and Vivien caught her looking around at the other littles. Vivi’s stomach gurgled painfully. She wasn’t going to be able to last much longer, but neither could the other girl. So her hunch was right after all, Aubree was already wet.

“Buncha grown women sitting around and pissing their diapers, what does she take us for…” She heard Aubree mumble.

“What was that?” Miss Panda asked, turning to look her way.

Aubree looked her teacher dead in the eye for a few moments and blushed, slowly lowering her head. “Nothing, Miss Panda…”

Miss Panda made sure Aubree saw her smirk, then turned back around. “Good girl.”

The littles looked amongst each other, a mix of discomfort and resignation. It seemed all of them were in agreement: they weren’t going to fight this.

Vivi closed her eyes. We’re all gonna have to do this. I just need to focus on myself and not worry about them…

The rest of the girls clearly all thought similarly, the audible rustling of diapers indicating that each of them were trying to get into position too. But none of them knew quite what they were doing yet.

Lulu raised her hand. “C-can I please have some help?”

“What kind of help do you need, sweetie?” Her teacher asked.

“It’s embarrassing…” Lulu mumbled. “Can I do this in another room?”

“Whatever you need to do, you can do it in front of your classmates. If you ever want to survive this place, you girls need to learn not to be shy.”

Lulu turned back around, blushing as her fellow classmates gave her a bunch of weird looks. “What are you looking at me for? We have no choice.”

Nervously, Charlie looked over her shoulder to make sure no one was listening. “She’s right. None of us do. The best way to stay safe is to do as we’re told.”

The littles sat amongst themselves as their teacher and her assistants got the gauntlet ready for them. For now, it seemed they were too preoccupied to pay much attention to the gossip of a bunch of little girls. But not everyone was quite so happy to just give in. Always the contrarian, Aubree was practically giving off fumes.

“You people can play along with their fucked up game as long as you’d like, but I’m not doing it.” She said. The little one was the most prone to temper tantrums- and out of all of them- looked most like an infant at the moment. Her earlier outburst having gotten her stripped down to just her diaper, if anyone was a baby it was her.

“Literally who are you?” Zoey sarcastically asked. “Nobody asked for your opinion, Bree. All you’ve done since we’ve been here is be a dick to literally every one of us. Especially poor little Lulu. Like look at her, this girl couldn’t even hurt a fly.” She cooed, giving Lulu a smile. “Nice left hook by the way. Impressive.”

Lulu blushed. “Awe, it was just a jab, but thank you.”

The redhead raised an eyebrow. “Damn. Guess I better brush up on my boxing when I get home.”

Irate, Aubree’s face began to glow about as red as Zoey’s dyed locks, looking ready to strangle each and every one of them in front of her. “Going home?!” Aubree fucking snapped. “You’re not going home if you keep playing along with this sick shit!”

Maisie quietly gasped. “Aubree hush. You’re gonna get us in trouble…” Her eyes darted around the room, scanning for danger. Then she scooted towards the other girl to try and calm her down.

Aubree slapped Maisie’s grasp away as she got close. “Get your hands off of me!” She growled. “You say you want to escape? Because I’ve tried, and they have guards watching just out of sight. At this rate, we’re never getting out of here, especially not dressed like fucking babies.”

“What’s your plan, then? Try to escape naked again?” Zoey rolled her eyes.

Robin’s furious charge ripped to her feet and tore the bandage from her nose. Almost like she was spitting at them, Aubree flicked it towards the direction of Zoey and Lulu. She wanted to make her hatred known.

Vivi liked the commotion as much as the next girl, and even though she didn’t want to get in the middle of things, she certainly didn’t want their caregivers to come over and catch them fighting. Vivien looked up at Aubree and frowned. She couldn’t have known how she looked right now, but her diaper was certainly wet. So why was she putting up such a fuss, Vivi wondered.

Whatever it was, Vivi knew she would hate to be seen like this. So to save Aubree the embarrassment, the sheepish lass took a hold of Aubree’s blanket by the corner and tugged it down towards her waist, trying to hide the girl’s padding from the others. Aubree went from glaring at Vivi to blushing at her with wide eyes in the matter of seconds. Almost as if she realized what sort of humiliation her classmate was trying to save her from, she slowly calmed- but quickly sat- down. She gave Vivi one last side glance, huffing before finally looking away from everyone else.

“Vivi.” Said Zoey with a suspicious look in her eyes. “You’ve been awfully quiet, haven’t you?”

A pang hit Vivien’s tummy, hard. “What? No, I’m just-” She twitched awkwardly. Sitting still and saying nothing was just her way to keep the cramps at bay, she didn’t want to draw any attention to herself like this.

Charlie imposed herself between the rest of the girls. “Alright, that’s enough. We can’t be fighting amongst each other like this. Miss Panda and our caregivers are literally setting up stations around the room as we speak. Now isn’t the time to try and kill each other.”

Atop the playmat, everyone went silent. Luna. Zoey. Charlene. Vivien. Maisie. Aubree. The six of them sat there glumly. Forlorn. They all kept insisting they were grown women- but they weren’t fooling anyone- acting like children.

Charlie was the first to admit what they were all thinking. “I’m gonna do what they say…”

“Me too.” Lulu said. She squeezed her stuffed elephant to her chest and frowned, burying her head in it shamefully. “I need Alex to give me my meds.”

Maisie nodded anxiously. “I don’t even want to think about what Chelsea might do…”

As soon as someone gave in, the rest seemed to follow. Even Zoey, once she was sure she wouldn’t look like a loser, eventually sighed. “Fuck it. Maybe if I get a change, Jenna might not put me in pink again.”

Try as she might, Vivi was unable to simply go on command. And aside from maybe the one, the rest of the women seemed to be having the same problem.

“I never thought it could be this difficult to wet myself.” Vivi said with a blush. “But Molly will spank me if I don’t…”

Of course, Vivien knew one surefire way to make use of her diaper.

Slowly, her hand crept down between her legs. She had to admit, the padding was soft- and at least against her vulva- felt quite nice to touch.

Like she had with Molly last night, Vivi rubbed herself through her diaper, pressing and massaging her bladder until she was wet. “Mmph…” She whimpered, feeling the warmth spread as she let it all out. Vivi patted her padding, her caregiver wouldn’t need to take her shortalls off to know she had done it.

Vivien slowly stood up, nervously absorbing the looks from the rest of her class as she was the first to acknowledge she had wet herself. “I guess I’m first…” She mumbled. “Here goes nothing…”

Aubree looked up at her and furled her eyebrows, arms crossed at her chest. The other littles were at least making an attempt to avoid getting in trouble, but she was just sitting there. “…Well?”

Not wanting to go alone, Vivi turned towards Aubree and held out her hand, blushing. “We can go together if you want…” She offered. “I wouldn’t mind…”

Bree’s face brightened slightly, unsure what to think. She briefly looked down between her legs and shuffled. Without saying a word, she reached out and took Vivien’s hand, letting the other girl help her to her feet.

She smiled, squeezing Aubree’s hand for her own comfort. “N-no need to be embarrassed, right?”

Aubree squeezed back, harder and more ashamed. “I’ll go if you will…”

“Miss Panda…” Vivi blushed as she raised her other hand. “I think I need my diaper changed…”

“You want your diaper changed, do you?”

Vivi and Aubree said nothing. The girls were mortified, having their diapers checked in front of their teacher.

“They’re both wet.” Izzy snickered, patting the little ones on the behind as she finished up. “This one especially-”

Aubree needed Vivi to physically hold her back as she was teased, or else she would have bitten the woman’s fingers off for that.

Miss Panda simply smirked. “You’ll have to wait until you’re finished for a change, I’m afraid. Now be good and don’t give my girls too much trouble.” She cupped the particularly troublesome one by the chin, smiling. “If you know what’s good for you, that is~”

Aubree locked her gaze straight forward, trying not to look at her teacher. “Y-yes, Miss Panda…”

Vivien went to buckle her own shortalls back on in the meantime. “C-can we return to our caregivers now, Ma’am?”

“Oh you’ll return to your own caregivers in due time.” The older woman said, putting a hand on both of their bottoms. “But not until class is over.”