“Molly, I-”

“That’s still Miss Molly, Vivien.” Molly was clearly quite annoyed that Vivien still hadn’t wrapped her head around that, just judging by the fact that she used Vivi’s whole name for the first time. “Do you want a timeout?”

“No, Miss Molly!!!” Vivi was right back to the edge of sobbing, prompting her caregiver to once again gently pet her face to calm her back down.

“That’s it…” Molly smiled as she lovingly caressed the other woman’s face. “Now, if you’d like… there is one other thing that you can call me~”

Vivien sniffled and nodded. “What’s that, Miss?”

“Mommy.” Molly grinned mischievously, licking her painted red lips ever so slightly as she stared into Vivien’s soul. “If it makes you feel better, or if it just feels good to say, you can always call me Mommy~”

“...Mommy?” It felt weird coming out of Vivi’s mouth, especially considering how old Molly actually was. Molly was 21, two years younger than Vivien even was, and it felt weird for her to refer to anyone younger than her as ‘Mommy’. But what exactly was weird about it, Vivien didn’t know for certain, especially knowing that she wasn’t going to have a choice but to let her diapers be changed by someone younger than her. Molly controlled every facet of Vivi’s life now, and she was going to have to get used to it, or she’d die of a broken heart.

“Yes, little one?”

Molly wasn’t the kind of girl that Vivien would usually swing for, in fact Vivien wasn’t the type of girl to swing for other girls in the first place. From day one, Vivien was straight, and she had never had reason to question that.

...Until now.

“Why did you kiss me?”

“Because I wanted to, and because I didn’t have a pacifier on hand for you.” Molly giggled at Vivi under her breath, shaking her head as she rose to her feet. “That being said, would you like your pacifier? Lulu sure did seem happy with hers, didn’t she?”

“I- I don’t want one…” Vivi stayed put, trying to pull her t-shirt down to cover up her diaper, desperate to hide it from sight.

“How about we try it out anyways~” Molly made her way to a large dresser near the door, unlocking one of the drawers and retrieving something from inside.

A yellow pacifier, just for Vivien.

“Want one or not, if Miss Molly puts a pacifier in your mouth, she expects it to stay there~” Molly made her way back to Vivi, her shoes clicking on the floor. She kneeled next to her little girl. “Say ‘ahhh’”

“...ahhh”

Pop. Molly placed the pacifier into Vivien’s mouth and watched the girl struggle to figure out what to do with it. Vivi’s eyes followed Molly as she knelt, watching her pull her charge in for yet another kiss, but this time Molly placed her kiss on the button of the pastel yellow pacifier instead of onto Vivi’s lips, which made the girl blush even harder than the first kiss did.

“That’s a good girl~”

Molly’s heart was pounding with anticipation. Finally, Miss Panda’s dreams of opening an age play themed rehabilitation facility were coming true, and she was honored to be one of the ones making that dream come true. Molly was also tremendously excited to show off her new little one to Miss Panda when she arrived, it was opening night after all, of course the facility’s owner was going to be coming around to check up on things.

“What in the world did I do to deserve one of the good girls?”

Good girl. The words tingled in Vivi’s ears, she wasn’t sure whether or not she liked it. She liked not being yelled at and punished, but she wasn’t sure whether she liked the praise that came with behaving, and Molly was noticing that.

“Don’t like being called a good girl?” Molly stood, cooing at the other woman, smirking at the blush on Vivien’s face.

“It’s better than being yelled at…” Vivien had to take her pacifier from her mouth to speak, fiddling with it in her hands.

“The pacifier stays in, baby girl~” Molly tapped her foot, grinning smugly at the older woman on the floor, fidgeting with her pacifier.

“Please don’t call me that…” Vivien wasn’t sure if she liked being called a good girl, but she was very sure that she didn’t like being called a baby girl.

“What’s that, baby girl?” Molly continued to mock her. “I couldn’t hear you over the sounds of you being fussy and refusing to put your pacifier back in.”

Vivi whined under her breath, biting her lip nervously. She really didn’t want the pacifier at all, but she was beginning to know better than to disobey her new caregiver.

“Put the pacifier back in before I put you in timeout, baby girl.”

Vivi sighed, opening her mouth and putting the pacifier back in, looking up at Molly with a bright red blush on her cheeks.

“Miss Panda is going to be here tonight after all, you want to be a good girl for when she shows up to come see you?”

“I- I thought you were Miss Panda?” Vivi’s pacifier came back out, just as soon as it had gone back in.

“I’m Molly Panda, but I’m just Miss Molly, just like Jenna Panda is Miss Jenna…” Molly knelt down next to her charge, taking the pacifier out of the girl’s hands and putting it back in her mouth personally. “But… guess what, Vivi?”

“Mmmph?” This time Vivi learned to keep the pacifier in her mouth, knowing that Molly would make sure that it doesn’t stay out for long.

Molly smiled tenderly, putting one hand on Vivi’s cheek, watching the other woman blush at her caregiver.

Smack!!

Molly brought her open hand across Vivien’s cheek, smacking the pacifier out of her mouth once again. A terrified squeal escaped Vivien’s lips as she reeled, her face stinging with pain.

Her new mommy clearly wasn’t very happy. Vivien looked back up at her with tears in her eyes, only to see that Molly was pointing directly towards the corner. “One warning should have been enough, now it’s cornertime.”

“I- I’m sorry Miss Molly-” Vivi whined, hearing Molly snap her fingers and point at the corner again, prompting the poor girl to quickly crawl her way to the corner, sulking to herself.

Miss Molly stood, admiring her new little girl facing the corner, cowering in fear from her. Molly did quite love scaring naughty little girls into submitting to her.

She curled her hand around Vivi’s ponytail, yanking her up from her sitting position up onto her knees. Molly reached down and tapped the back of her head with one hand. “Hands behind your head, baby.”

Vivien’s hands shot up immediately, finding herself on her knees facing the corner, with her hands behind her head, completely vulnerable.

Molly scooped the pacifier from the floor, popping it into Vivi’s mouth one last time. “That stays in, and you had better still be right where I left you when I get back, or else things will get a lot worse for you, you understand?”

Vivi whimpered, tears in the corners of her eyes as she nodded. Molly responded by gently patting her on top of her head. “Be a good girl, I’ll be back soon.”

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Molly wasn’t gone for very long, but for Vivien it felt like forever.

But when Molly did get back, she was delighted to see that Vivi hadn’t moved. There she was, kneeling with her hands behind her head, staring down at the corner.

Vivien absolutely noticed the other woman come inside, yet still she tried her best to remain unmoving even as Molly knelt down behind her to check her diaper. “Still clean and dry~”

Vivi was not happy whatsoever.

This was utterly humiliating for her. Vivien could put up with a lot, but it was crushing to find herself on her knees getting her diaper checked, especially from a woman she had never met before. She felt Molly take her hands, slowly pulling her attention away from the corner. “Turn around~”

Vivien tilted her head up to look at her, swiveling in place on her knees to face her caregiver. Before doing anything else, Molly knelt down in front of her, rubbing her hands along the padding between the girls legs to check her diaper from the front as well. Her caregiver’s smile quickly faded as she turned to look her little one in the eyes. Vivien was already crying, but seeing Molly glare at her like this made her feel even worse. “Next time Miss Molly has to send you to the corner it’s going to be a lot worse.”

Molly watched Vivi choke on her sobs, reaching out to take the pacifier from the girl’s mouth, smiling gently. “Bad girls get punished… but good girls get to have fun~”

Molly reached out and took Vivi by both of her hands once again. “Are you going to be a good girl for me?”

“Y-yes Miss Molly…” Still sobbing, Vivien lowered her head in shame, submitting to the desires of the terrifying woman in front of her. There was no reason to think that overpowering the sisters and running away was impossible, but being the pacifist she was, Vivien assumed it to be such, she wouldn’t resort to that even if it was possible.

“Let’s go play in the playroom then, okay?” Molly helped Vivien to her feet, slowly leading the girl back into the large classroom.

Most of the other girls had dispersed as well, leaving the playroom in favor of their much smaller yet much cozier little nursery rooms.

Charlie was here however, even if her caregiver, Miss Shannon, was nowhere in sight. Charlotte was now wearing a verdant green onesie with bright red strawberries printed all over, which buttoned at the bottom between her legs, making diaper checks a lot easier. She also had a great big hair clip in her hair, also shaped like a bright red strawberry. Her hair was otherwise curly and black, reaching just below her shoulders at its longest.

Unlike how she was just an hour or so ago, she was dressed, and her hands were no longer cuffed together. Even if they weren’t connected however, She did have cuffs on both of her wrists, one of which was connected to a lead keeping her tethered to the floor near the playmat she was sitting on.

“Hello, Charlie.” Molly approached the girl, her own charge in tow. “How’s Miss Shannon treating you?”

“Hello, Miss…” Vivien could see Charlie curling her hands into fists as the pair approached, looking down at the floor below. “I don’t remember your name…”

“My name is Miss Molly.” Molly gestured for Vivien to take a seat next to the other girl, which she promptly did. “I’m going to leave my little one here with you, is that okay?”

“Sure…” Charlie still didn’t look up at Molly, not wanting to face the reality before her as the silver haired babysitter tried forcing her into making friends with another one of the littles.

“Now Vivi… you be a sweetheart and play nice with Charlotte here while I’m gone~”

Molly’s strength and physical capabilities were unknown to the girls. The lolita style dresses that the Panda sisters wore made them look cute and unassuming, but from seeing just Jenna and Robin’s work in action with their littles earlier in the day made it very clear that the babysitters were not to be messed with.

Even without considering the wedges she wore, Molly’s height was definitely above average for an american woman, and so was her bra size. Molly was a little bit lanky sure, but what she might have slightly lacked in the hips she made up for in the tits.

“Be good or else, because if I get even one complaint about you when I get back, you will be getting another timeout.”

Unlike Molly herself, her hair was straight. It was styled into a rather short bob, and its silvery dyed sheen almost gave her a cool minty sort of aura when complemented with her green eyes and even greener dress. Her nose was round at the bottom, with a single stud for a piercing on her left nostril. It was definitely a less traditional sort of style, a niche look that not even her sister Alex was going for.

Molly didn’t quite look like a bully, but Vivi knew enough about her already to tell that she was.

“You had better not wander off, I expect you to be here when I get back.”

“Where are you going?” Vivien sat herself on the playmat next to Charlie. “When will you be back?”

“Miss Molly is going somewhere that little girls like you can’t go, and she will be back when she gets back.” Molly, like always, answered in a way that deliberately made the woman feel small and powerless. Like a helpless child. “Little girls like Vivi and Charlie stay where they belong, right where their caregivers put them, isn’t that right Strawberry?”

Charlie clearly despised being actively mocked, but sitting on a daycare playmat with only a strawberry themed onesie to hide her diapers from sight left her in no position to stand up to bullies trying to tease her, especially ones who had the power to make her life a whole lot worse than it already was. “Right…”

Molly seemed satisfied enough with Charlie’s verbal response and the scared nod she received from her own little one to decide that it was probably safe to leave Vivien with her new friend for a short little while. She left the large playroom through yet another door, making sure the two of them knew they were locked inside together with no way out.

“So how bad is she, really?” Charlie inquired curiously. Molly was clearly domineering, but her assigned little seemed fine, at least on the outside. “I heard she’s really mean, at least that’s what Shannon told me.”

“Molly, you mean?” Vivien turned towards the door, making sure that her caregiver hadn’t forgotten something and turned back around. “She hit me and put me in timeout for not keeping a pacifier in my mouth.”

“That’s it?” Charlie was honestly surprised to hear that she hadn’t done more. “She hasn’t tied you up and gagged you? She hasn’t put you in handcuffs? She hasn’t spanked you?”

“No…” Vivien sighed, she was actually extremely relieved that Molly hadn’t done any of those things to her yet. “I’m trying really hard not to get on her bad side.”

“So what, you’re just… behaving?”

“Yeah, is that bad?”

“I guess not… I just thought that everyone was gonna want to like… try and escape or something…” Charlie shook her head, pulling on the chain that kept her left wrist locked in place. “I’m Charlie, by the way.”

“I’m Vivien.”

Vivi was the opposite of a bully, especially when it came to her looks, she had a very traditional sort of style. Her chocolate colored hair was long and wavy, it was what you would get from just letting your hair grow out for a good few years, nothing fancy to it at all. It got about halfway down her back, so she tried keeping it in a ponytail. It wasn’t until recently that she tried getting cute with it, deliberately leaving some of her hair out of the ponytail, and letting it sort of dangle on one side and in front of her face. It wasn’t enough hair in her face to hide her freckles though, and gosh did she have freckles. Aside from her forehead, her face had freckles just about everywhere, and it really did make her as cute as a button.

Finally, her eyes green, just like Molly’s. But unlike Molly, she was about average in height, and her chest, though it was certainly not flat, was about average as well. Vivi had to admit that Molly’s hips were still a little bit more buxom than average, but it was most certainly not like Vivien’s. Molly’s new little girl had an ass, and a cute one at that, it was round and plump, and it was almost big enough to raise her diaper size to one bigger than Molly had expected for a girl of Vivi’s size and stature. If Molly wasn’t careful about feeding the girl, she could end up spoiling her enough that mediums just won’t be able to fit.

“It’s nice to meet you… I think.” Vivien was glad that she wasn’t the only one who was being forced into this bizarre and terrifying position. “What are you doing…”

“I’m doing the best I can with what I’m given. Namely… playing with blocks.” Charlie clearly hated her situation just as much as the other girl did, if not more, but it would seem that like Vivi, she was at least cooperating with her caregivers' demands. “I’m trying to build as big of a castle as I can, while I try to think things through… at least until I figure out what I want to do next.”

“About all of this, you mean?” Vivien took a quick glance around the room, noticing more and more about her surroundings the more she looked. “Would you mind if I, you know… can I play with you?”

The words sounded so embarrassing coming from her mouth, making her feel like an oversized elementary school girl, even at age 23. Charlie also seemed humiliated, just from being asked the question, but she obliged. She didn’t really have a choice, she was stuck here on the playmat playing with wooden blocks anyways, and her restraints weren’t letting her go anywhere anytime soon. “Sure…”

Charlie had already built a quite impressive structure with the overabundance of building blocks at her disposal anyways. They weren’t anything fancy and plastic like legos, just ordinary wooden blocks. “Don’t worry if you knock it down on accident… I don’t really care about it or anything.”

“Okay… I’ll still try not to.”

“Thank you…” Charlie nodded, her cheeks blushing slightly. Evidently, despite what she was telling both herself and Vivien, she did care about her wooden creation just a little bit at this point.

“Your onesie is kind of cute.” Vivien didn’t have much to say, nor did she have the engineering prowess to construct such an elegant castle as the other girl has. She was an associates level art major, she drew pictures for a living, and she could only hope that Molly wasn’t going to ruin that for her by forcing her to draw tribute pictures for her mommy with crayon.

“Thanks. I hate it, but thanks.” Charlie didn’t appreciate her outfit being pointed out, even if Vivien was just trying to be nice about it. It was appalling to the girl, and being mocked for it made it even worse. Still, she continued to play with her blocks, clearly having learned some sort of lesson from her caregiver. “Your diaper is cute.”

“I- Thanks…” Vivien grabbed the front of her plain yellow t-shirt, pulling it down over the front of her crotch to try and hide her diaper.

“Not so cute, huh~” Charlie smirked, continuing to play with her blocks. “Sorry, that was mean, wasn’t it?”

Vivien let go of her shirt, knowing that Charlie was just as full of stress as she was, as well as realizing that hiding it wasn’t going to do her any good anyways. “Did- did Shannon tell you that no one’s allowed to change you?”

“No one but her and the other babysitters, why?” Charlie looked over at Vivien for just a moment, before glancing over at something behind her, hearing one of the doors open into the room.

“Isn’t that that Aubree girl?” Charlie snickered, gesturing towards the end of the room behind Vivi. “You know, the one who wasn’t in diapers this morning?”

“Aubree?” Vivien swiveled around to face her, looking the woman up and down as her caregiver led her into the playroom. Vivi might not have even recognized the poor girl had it not been for the fact that her caregiver, Miss Robin, was with her.

Aubree was beyond pissed off, there wasn’t a single thing happening around her that she was even remotely okay with, and it had very clearly taken a lot of effort to get Aubree to the state she was in now.

Her face was red hot with both anger and a fiery red blush, but her scowl was softened by the fact that her blond hair was now styled into a pair of cute childish pigtails, the kind that were tied off near the top of her head on either side, rather than towards the bottom.

Her caregiver had also forced her to keep a pacifier in her mouth, just like Vivien had been forced to. It seemed like Aubree didn’t really have much room to spit it back out of her mouth however, seeing as how Aubree’s was a pacifier gag rather than a normal binky, something which clearly enraged the woman.

She was wearing a pair of bright pink fingerless mittens on her hands as well, to keep her from messing with things she’s not supposed to. Her mittens also matched her new clothes, as Aubree was now dressed in the most obnoxiously pink and girly crop top imaginable, which went amazingly well with her cute pink princess diapers, and Aubree was not happy about that.

“Look, those two over there playing with blocks… go play with them.” Robin had managed to wrangle the blonde into a workable shape, but she was tired. “I don’t want to have to put you through that again, so behave.”

Aubree angrily glared her caregiver caregiver in the eyes, growling quietly under her breath, but nodded her head in acknowledgement.

“Do you want your blankey?” Robin held out a frighteningly soft looking fleece blanket towards the girl, just in case she wanted to take it.

Aubree simply growled at her, almost as if she was scoffing at just the idea of it, shaking her head angrily. It didn’t really seem to have the effect she wanted however, Robin simply snickered.

“If you don’t want it, I’m going to give it to one of the other girls~” Robin grinned at Aubree, holding the blanket out towards her and watching the blonde take it from her caregiver’s hands, holding it to her chest and snarling angrily. “Atta girl, be good and I might not make you sleep like that~”

Aubree mumbled through her pacifier, nodding her head in acknowledgement once again as she watched her caregiver make her way out of the room, still very much not happy about her situation.

“Looks like someone got through to her, huh?” Charlie shook her head, her grin quickly fading away. “I kind of feel bad for her, though.”

“I hope Robin isn’t mistreating her…” Vivien swallowed nervously, her gaze slowly tilting upwards as she watched Aubree walk over to the pair of girls on the playmat.

“Hi, Aubree~” Charlie smiled, acknowledging Aubree’s existence before returning to her blocks.

“Do you… want to play with us?” Vivien did her best to smile, trying to be as welcoming as possible to the clearly very frustrated woman.

Aubree just paused, standing on the other side of the block castle that Charlie had been playing with, spending the last couple of hours or so painstakingly constructing something that made her even remotely happy.

Smash. Aubree growled at the two of them, kicking the castle made of blocks as hard as she could, trying to tear the whole thing down, sending blocks flying just about everywhere before angrily storming off to another corner of the playroom. “Grrrr…”

“I…” Charlie frowned, looking down at her crumbled block tower in disappointment, watching the blocks fly far enough away for her to be unable to retrieve them, clearly devastated to watch the whole thing get kicked apart, even if it really was just a silly castle made of blocks. “Aww…”

Vivien smiled, trying to comfort the other girl. “Don’t worry, I’ll help you rebuild it~”