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Chapter #34

Back to the teacher! (Switching to his POV)

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You've lost site on Crystal for a while now. As you Scan your eyes around the room, you smell a faint smell in the air. The smell gets worse and you look down and your eyes widen. There, stands Crystal, Chris, Michael, and Brianna. All with the biggest diaper you've ever seen.

"What the..." You ponder.
"Surprise!" Crystal says loudly, "Now you have to change all of us!" She smiles.
"Wait, there's more!" Brianna interrupts.

She turns around and grunts, clenching her fists. She cuts a loose fart and starts loading her diaper until it's at the bursting point. Her diaper now sags to her knees and she turns back around.

"Alright, I'm good," She says.
"How did yo-" You begin.
"CHANGE US!" The toddlers all chorus.
"OK! OK!" You scream back.

You lead the toddlers over to a special changing spot in the room. You lay Crystal down first, trying with a lot of complication to shimmy the full diaper down her legs. You get it off, having to use two hands to carry up the 10 pound to the diaper pail, you drop it in and hits with a thud smashing down all the other diapers (which are puny to this one) to the bottom, making more room. Your gonna need it, you think, with all the diapers were producing today. You walk back over and get Crystal cleaned up and into a new diaper, turning to Chris. Might as well do it smallest to biggest. You take him over to the mat and search for the tapes to the diaper through what seemed like the never ending amount of poop. You finally manage to find them, untaping them and taking it off. You throw it in the diaper pail, hearing the same, resounding thud. You go back over to the toddlers, clean him up and send him back taking Michael, who used his diaper once more while waiting, and brought him over. Your surprised to find that he's in a pull up, so you try to shimmy his down.

"That won't work, you have to pull it down by the bottom," He explains.


Great, you think. You go to pull the diaper down but it is after all 20 pounds and pretty heavy. You sigh and grab it with two hands, having to go deep into the poop to get a handle on it. You pull it down, grab it by the top just in time, nearly dumping the contents on the floor. You throw it back in the Diaper Pail, not even checking for the thud. You go back, clean him up, and go to Brianna. She's standing there bouncing up and down, sitting in the folds of her 30 pounds pull up.

"Come on," you say. You have to help her get up.

You two walk over to the changing mat but Brianna doesn't sit down.

"Are you gonna sit down or what?" You ask.
"Mine has to be changed specially," She explains.
"Oh please," You doubt, "Lay down."
"Alright," Brianna says reluctantly, "See for yourself."

She lays down and you go to shimmy down, pulling hard on the top of the pul up. But it still clings to her. Instead you get a nasty surprise when she loads her diaper even more, making it 40 pound diaper. I have to get this off her, you think, she's using it to use me.

"Alright," you give in, "How do we get it off."

She stands up.

"One hand on the back, one hand on the front," She explains.

You sigh, stupid pull up designers.

You then grab the back and the front with both hands, once again having to search through all 40 pounds of poop for a grip. You pull the diaper down, cleaning her up and putting another diaper on her before even attempting to get the diaper in the pail. You lift the diaper, which is now twice the size as your face, with both hands and half carry, half drag it to the pail. You go to pull it in but see that it doesn't fit. You walk over to the toddlers.

"Oh my gosh!" Chris says, plugging his nose.
"Nice job, Brianna!" Michael Snickers. Michael and Brianna exchange high fives.
"Why do you still have it?" Brianna asks.
"It doesn't fit," You say dumbfounded, "It doesn't fit in the pail."

With that, Crystal gasps and hugs Brianna, grabbing onto her butt mid hug. "I love this thing!" She yells.

You go and run the diaper out to the dumpster. Throwing it as hard as you can into the dumpster. You then proceed to walk back into the daycare.

You have the following choice:

1. Yet another day is finished...

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