“I’M ADDISON HARRIS,” she said. I noted the recognition there and figured we were on the right track for whatever she was doing. “And, I’m not sure yet, but I want to please go to your office and figure this out there?”
“Sure…” she said.
“First of all, would you please pull up Cammie’s record for entry, and all of the notes? There’s a big one in specific that’s supposed to be flagged?”
“No physical modifications of any kind?”
“Yes, and there’s another one I also made sure was made apparent?”
“No enemas or laxatives without mother’s explicit authorization?”
“That’s the other one. Now, let me hear what happened?” She turned to me. “Why are you dressed in that? You haven’t eaten anything funny and have had all solid stools so far?”
I sighed, “I think Miss Kristin spiked my bottle with something.”
“Why would she do that?” Doctor Chester asked.
“We went to high school together, and shortly after she graduated, I saw her at a mall with one of my best friends - he was a Little. She had claimed him after graduation and turned him into a girl, and then regressed him to at best a one-year-old. I told her what I thought of that at the time.”
“Did you say anything aggressive or rude to her today?”
I shook my head, “I know better than that…”
“Who is this Kristin?”
“She’s the assistant teacher in the room?”
“Hmm… You’re sure something was in your bottle?”
“Just before naptime she checked my very soaked diaper and claimed it was dry when Miss Crystal asked her to check it and change me. She leaned over and told me she knew who I was… It was obvious to me she was still holding a grudge. She had set up the bottles to warm, and the bottle itself tasted wrong. I was about to point it out, but when she smirked as I drank it, I figured I was stuck already. I was knocked out much quicker by it than normal too. When I woke up, I had the most disgusting diaper on the planet stuck to my butt, and my outfit was completely ruined. Mommy, she lied too and said you hadn’t sent anymore clothes as she looked through my diaper bag.”
“You’re telling me the truth?”
“Have I ever lied to you?” I asked her as I gave her more of an adult glare.
“No, you haven’t…”
“Ma’am, you can’t honestly expect to believe a Little doesn’t lie?”
“You have nanny cameras in the classrooms to monitor them, correct?”
The woman gulped, “Yes?”
“Let’s review the footage… And when we confirm everything my baby girl just told me, we’re going to call in this little witch and deal with her.”
“How about this… before we go through all of that, may I call Miss Crystal to come to the front?”
“To confirm Cammie’s story?”
She nodded, “I guess.”
“Give me just a moment…” she said as she walked out.
“What did you say to Kristin all those years ago?” Addison asked me with a smirk.
“Almost the same name as you just used, but with a different consonant?”
She squeezed me tight, “I’m not able to protect you from everything, but damned if I’m going to leave you somewhere and have you abused!”
We sat in her office for about ten minutes before Miss Crystal walked inside. “Oh, hi Miss Harris, what can I do for you?”
“Help me deal with your teaching assistant poisoning my baby.”
“First of all, Miss Crystal,” Doctor Chester interrupted, “was Cammie any sort of discipline problem today?”
She shook her head, “No, she was the sweetest new baby girl I’ve seen in a while. Her mommy should be very proud of how good of a girl she was!”
“Well, that answers that part…” Doctor Chester seemed annoyed. “Did you know that Kristin knew Cammie before?”
She shook her head, “She didn’t mention it?”
“Did you see anything go on between the two of them?”
“I stay pretty busy… there’s a reason two of us are in there.”
“Can you think of any other questions?” She asked Addison.
“Miss Crystal, before nap time did you notice I had a wet diaper?”
She shrugged, “Honestly I don’t remember looking too closely. I do remember telling Miss Kristin to change you though?” She looked thoughtful, “She said you were dry…?”
“Were you?” Doctor Chester asked.
I shook my head, “No, I was worried it was going to leak. Who prepared the bottles before naptime?”
“Kristin always does that round…”
“Thank you, Miss Crystal, if you would please let Miss Kristin know she needs to come down here now?”
“Umm… sure Doctor Chester…”
“I believe you,” Doctor Chester said to me. “What do you want?” she asked Addison.
“To punish her.”
“Let’s see if she comes clean first? By the way I think termination is a good start, but depending on what she says that may not be enough.”
“I shouldn’t have you involved in personnel matters…”
Addison shook her head, “I’m one of the owners, and I’m on the Board of Directors, I can be here.”
“What? Since when?”
“Since I bought out forty percent of this daycare this morning, and was placed on the board via a vote an hour ago.”
“I don’t know who you think…?”
“I’m Addison Harris.” She reminded her.
Right before a verbal match could start, the secretary knocked, “Miss Kristin is here?”
“Send her in,” she told her with a sigh.
“Yes, Doctor Chester? Crystal said you wanted to see me?” she said as she came in the room, only then noticing Addison and me. “Why am I here?” she asked.
“Please have a seat Miss Kristin.”
I noticed she moved the chair a little further from Addison and me and sat down. “I’m Addison Harris,” she introduced herself to Kristin, “And I have concerns about the care of my baby…”
“Umm… I don’t know what she told you, but you know Littles can’t be trusted, right?”
Doctor Chester sighed, “Starting out like this certainly isn’t helping your case Kristin. You are being accused of both violating the requests of this mother to not do any physical harm to her baby, and also not to use any laxatives or suppositories without parental authorization. She’s also quite sure that there is theft involved here too. Now I’m fully prepared to sift through an entire day worth of video from your classroom to corroborate the accusation, or you can save us the time and tell us what you did?” She shook her head, “This is the third complaint I’ve had about you this month.”
‘That was a dumb move to make from a legal standpoint…’ I thought, mentally jotting down the obvious amount they were willing to push things under the rug.
“Ma’am?” she said nervously.
“What did you put in my baby’s bottle?” Addison asked again. “I warn you, do not lie to me!”
Kristin visibly squirmed, and I got the feeling she realized she was now in some hot water. “It was just a dose of Little Go,” she told her. “If she’s on breastmilk it won’t be long before it’s the same anyway…”
“Doctor Chester, that is in fact a laxative, and a strong one! It also has significant side effects that could leave lingering issues for my baby!”
“I’m aware of that Miss Harris. Kristin, did you read her information sheet?”
“No ma’am, I didn’t have a chance?”
“Doctor Chester,” I said in my lawyer voice, “I object to that statement. It’s a lie – it’s how she figured out who I grew up as.”
“Shut the hell up you sniveling little freak!” she said. I watched her put her hand over her mouth suddenly.
“Well then, I think that settles that?” Addison said. “We can watch the video, but I think that’s more than enough to see she’s the problem here? I’m certain she stole the clothes too.”
“Yes Miss Harris, I do agree. You mentioned termination wasn’t enough?”
Addison looked thoughtful, “Can we have her wait outside for a moment?”
“What the hell do you think you’re in charge of here?” Kristin was going off-tilt some more.
“Well, I’m a part owner of the daycare for one,” she told her coolly.
Her eyes widened then as she looked from Addison back to the director, “Ma’am?”
“Go wait outside, we’ll call you back in when we’ve reached an agreement on a suitable penalty for you on behalf of Miss Harris and her daughter.”
“Last chance little girl,” Addison said with more venom.
I watched Kristin bolt up as Addison gave a wide smile, “I know exactly the punishment I want to dish out. I don’t want you to fire her, but I do want her moved to the Pre-K rooms… Let’s go talk here in the corner Doctor Chester.”
I was left sitting in the chair as they engaged in a whispered conversation. It was clear that Doctor Chester was not pleased with the option, but decided it was fair. She called someone and a bottle of milk appeared, along with another vial of something she added to the milk. I noticed my name was on the bottle…
“Come back in Kristin,” she told her. “Miss Harris has agreed to a condition that would let me not fire you. IF you want to keep your job, you’ll be moving to the Pre-K rooms as a roving aid.”
“But… My degree…?”
“Will be worthless anywhere else when she’s through with you,” she told her matter-of-factly.
“Is that it?”
“No, you need to drink this bottle too.”
“Breastmilk dear,” Addison smiled, “Breastmilk just as healthy as what you fed my baby this afternoon…”
She gulped, “Really Doctor Chester?”
“You can choose to walk out too…”
I watched as she awkwardly reached for the bottle and began nursing from it. She was awkwardly fighting with getting the flow out for a while as the bottle looked much smaller in her hands than mine. The blush on her cheeks was quite gratifying to watch, even as you could see her eyes watering and tracks forming from her mascara. Finally, she emptied the bottle to their satisfaction and looked even more embarrassed as she burped suddenly. “Excuse you little girl,” Doctor Chester said shaking her head, “Go back and bring us the spare clothes that were left in Cammie’s diaper bag by her mommy.”
“I can still fire you…”
“Yes ma’am…” she said nervously.
Even as she left, I heard a fart…
“I trust this will put the matter behind us?” she asked Addison.
“As long as she didn’t do anything else that’s long lasting, I consider it closed now. Or, I will when we have her clothes that she stole.”
“Fair enough,” she said and stood up. She walked to a side door of her office and gathered some things in some cloth, but I couldn’t exactly see what it was as Addison squeezed me tight and felt my diaper.
“Still dry for the moment, huh?”
I nodded, “I haven’t had that much to drink today…?”
She looked in the bag and pulled out a sealed bottle of Plapple juice and poured it in a clean bottle. “Here sweetie, drink this while we wait for your clothes…”
I had about half of the contents down when I heard sobbing. Addison stood with me, holding the bottle to my lips, when I just about dropped it at the sight in front of me.
“Whoa…” I said involuntarily around the nipple while smirking.
In front of me was the most glorious sight of justice I had ever thought to see in my life! The bitch who had abused Tyler, other Littles, and now me, definitely had her moment of shame coming. She was carrying my missing clothes, which she awkwardly handed to Addison as she shifted from foot to foot making faces.
“My, my, my,” Addison said as she took them, “Doctor Chester, I believe this young lady isn’t quite ready for her big girl panties yet…”
“I’m thinking you’re probably right Miss Harris. Miss Kristin, what happens if a child at Changing Tikes pees their big girl panties?”
“Answer the question Kristin.”
“They… they get put back into Pull-Ups ma’am for at least three days.”
“If they wet one of those that day?”
“A week of Pull-Ups…”
“And if they make pee-pee in their big-girl pants a third time?”
“They go back to diapees until their mommy says it’s okay to try again? At least three weeks though?”
“Uh-huh, very good. Now back up to what happens if a wittle girl poopies her big girl panties…?”
She sniffled, “Ma’am?”
“I won’t ask again!”
“They go back to diapers right away for at least the next three days… and get to try again with the potty and training panties after that if their mommy lets them?”
“That’s correct, and right now you’re that little girl, huh?” She said in a cooing voice.
She shook her head, “Ma’am, it’s only because there was…”
“There were plenty of bathrooms around, you could have sat in one for a bit…?”
“Tell me who uses their panties as a potty like that?”
“Who? I won’t ask again,” she asked with some venom.
“Babies, huh? And that’s all you are probably?”
“Well, as far as the potty I think you are for at least a few days. Now lay down on this changing mat so I can get you into your diapee. If I even let you try to grow up again to big girl panties it’ll be based on your behavior from here on out.”
I thought she was going to refuse with the look on her face, but instead a trickle of urine escaped her and ran down her legs.
Doctor Chester tutted at her, and pushed her down to the changing mat, “Only babies leave messes like that on my floor. I think that’s settled that it’ll be at least three weeks before we try again…”
I watched as she pushed her dress up off of her head, revealing sizable breasts that were covered with a nursing bra. I watched the train wreck as she cut off the panties with some scissors and began cleaning up the mess. Addison seemed just as inclined to be an audience, “My, my, my, she even cleaned up down there. I’m thinking this isn’t the only time she’s been in diapers Doctor Chester.”
“Wha…? My boyfr…” She started to say before the largest pacifier I’ve ever seen was shoved into her mouth and twisted.
‘There’s a version for Bigs?!?!’ I thought in shock.
“That’s much better, baby girls are better seen and not heard after all!” Doctor Chester said. I watched her gently hum a lullaby and clean up the mess, before telling her, “Lift back up baby girl!” and placing a thick diaper that looked identical to one of the types I had at home underneath her.
“Where did you find that?” Addison asked.
“Oh, there are some teenagers and adults who for some reason like Naomi and Oliver and some of the other regression shows. They like to wear them so much that they came out with these in bigger sizes for big babies like Baby Kristin here. One last thing, let’s cover up your bra,” she told her and directed her to stand up.
I was all smiles as I saw a familiar volcano and ‘Blowout’ on the front of her shirt.
“Well, Doctor Chester I want to thank you for helping us out today,” Addison told her as she stuffed my backup clothes inside the diaper bag. She gathered me and the bag up. “Let’s go do what I planned on for the rest of the afternoon… It looks like you probably have your hands as full as her diaper will no doubt be again soon...”
Back at the car I was smiling the biggest smile in years as Addison dressed me in a knee length purple knit dress with big white polka dots on it. It actually would cover my diaper, and I appreciated that she took the time to change me from the god-awful onesie.
“You’re going to burn that… right?” I asked.
She smirked and shook her head, “Nope! It’s definitely going to be kept in the diaper bag for if we really don’t have a spare outfit and you need one.”
“I…” A pacifier pushed past my lips and inside of my mouth.
“Take a little nap again, it’ll take a while for us to drive where we’re going…”
I sighed, and waited for her to get the car going. ‘Did she say we were going somewhere else today…?’ I tried to remember.
Even as insane as she drove, I still found myself nodding off to sleep before long.