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Redo Of Life Ch.2 Daycares Delights
🕑 Added 2023-08-28 06:15:21 +0000 UTCJack was left stewing on his current state as he lay in the bassinet, dressed in just a wet diaper. Looking around, he was surprised at all of the other former adults now turned toddlers, as it sunk in how much of a radically impulsive decision he had made. He was in a position of immense helplessness, now unable to do much of anything on his own anymore. He began to recall the crying he had heard when entering this floor of the building, and it was then that he felt dumb for not seeing the red flags at the time. This thought infuriated Jack, but due to his current position and his brain physiology, that anger caused him to begin tearing up, and before he knew it, he was bawling his eyes out, causing a few of the sleeping toddlers around him to wake and even making some of them cry as well. This, in turn, only caused Jack to cry even harder, eventually causing some of the nursery staff to gain awareness of the current situation. The staff entered the room and began checking diapers, as it tended to be the main cause of children here to cry due to the overlap of having a toddler body with the mind of an adult. Jack, being the one crying the loudest, didn't take long for them to get to him and check his diaper. Upon reaching him, the staff member said the first diaper is always the hardest, clearly knowing of Jack's recent entry into the program. Jack continued to cry as the staff member picked him up and brought him over to a table shuffled off to the corner of the nursery. She then laid him down and began the process of changing his soiled diaper, and as she did, she tried to talk him down from his crying fit by asking him why he was crying, which Jack honestly couldn't remember, as he had fully lost himself in the intense emotional experience he was feeling. But it didn't get him to stop, only to go from bawling to a mild fit of tears. She then asked him if he liked to play games, which piqued Jack's interest. After working here a while, the caretaker was confident that if they are a boy in this program, video games most likely consumed most of their time. It just was all too common. Jack started to peter out on his crying fit and nodded at the question.
She smiled a bit smugly, knowing that she was right about that. Although it was more than a 50/50 chance she was correct, it still made her feel like she was good at what she does. She followed it up by asking what his favorite game was. Jack felt like that was a silly question and said, "I wike wots of games, dun hava favowite." She was ready for that response, though, and asked him if he'd played anything recently that he really liked. Jack started to think before blurting out, "Cwaftopia," somewhat embarrassed by his now high-pitched voice and newfound lisp. The caretaker said, "Oh, I've never heard of that one before. What's it about?" But Jack didn't really wanna talk anymore after hearing how he sounds, so he tried to keep it to one or two-word responses and said, "Cwaftin an buiwding." She could sense his apprehension and decided to just say, "Wow, that sounds like fun. And look at that, you're all nice and clean now. You ready to go back to bed, little man?" Jack, feeling embarrassed from the whole situation, decided it was probably best to just agree, and so he nodded at her question. She gave him a warm smile and brought him back to his bassinet. She waved goodbye, and Jack waved back as she went to help with any of the remaining babies still crying or simply awake who looked distressed. Jack lay there awake for a little while, thinking when he'd even get to play video games again, which sat in his mind as a fundamental issue, causing him a bit of depression. But ultimately, he did fall asleep not long after being returned to his bassinet.
When Jack woke up in the morning, he looked around to see a lot of the bassinets were now empty, with only a few remaining. Most were people who were under 1 year old, and the rest were still asleep. Jack decided to try and get a better look at his surroundings, so he sat up, feeling the diaper under him squish. He looked down and thought, "If this is how he was destined to wake up every time he slept from now on." He looked out into the room, seeing a couple of caretakers milling about. When one of them spotted Jack, they made their way over to him and said, "Good morning, little dude. Hope you slept well." Jack again reserved himself to only nod in response.
The caretaker noticed the state of his diaper and asked if he needed a change, but Jack, not knowing how to answer that due to embarrassment, just sat there silently. The caretaker decided to stick two fingers down the hem of his diaper and said, "Oh yeah, you're definitely in need of a quick change." Jack was mortified that this person just invaded his personal boundaries like that. Aside from it being embarrassing that it happened, it was also embarrassing that they had to physically check the stage of his diaper.
The caretaker then picked Jack up and carried him to the same changing area he had been to last night. This stirred up his conversation he had with the other caretaker, which he dwelled on, thinking about how embarrassing that exchange was for him. Fortunately, by the time he snapped back to reality, he was all cleaned and rediapered.
The caretaker asked Jack if he was ready to have some fun as he was lifted from the changing table. Jack, still unsure if he should respond, decided it was best to continue to nod yes or no for questions when he could. So he nodded yes, and the caretaker smiled approvingly. They entered into a room that gave off daycare vibes as it was filled with the regressed volunteers and a bunch of baby toys and the like. They had changing tables, toys, an area for stories, and even a place to watch TV. Unfortunately, it seemed to be exclusively broadcasting baby shows, which made Jack feel less inclined to visit.
He was placed down near a few of the other volunteers, and the caretaker said to them that this was Jack and today is his first day, so "make sure you're all nice to him; he's very shy, okay?" Only one of the other volunteers gave out a somewhat enthusiastic "okie dokie." Jack was then left there with other adults turned toddler, most of whom were actually older than him since he was just barely older than a year old, and anyone younger than him was resigned to the bassinets. One of the other toddlers said, "Wow, yuh weawwy wittle." Jack blushed at that and said, "I know."
Another one said, "Why yuh sign up? I did 'cause I wan duh money." Jack could relate and said, "Me too," still attempting to talk as little as possible due to the lisp. Another one of them piped up, and this time it was the one who spoke up enthusiastically. He said, "I wanna be a baby. I dought it'd be fun. Awso duh money was a good pewk." Jack looked over to them in disbelief and said, "Yuh wanna be a baby fow fun?" He said back, "Uh huh, and it is. Dis is way bedder den bein an aduwt. Awso, I'm bawwy (Barry)." Jack couldn't believe that but simply said, "Oh, uh, I'm Jack. Nice tuh me ya. Buh why yuh wan be baby, Bawwy?" Barry said, "It 'cause I dun gotta do notin. Now I dun eben hafta use da toywet no mow." Jack was stunned and said, "Yeah, buh now you pee youw pants." Barry responded somewhat cheeky and said, "Not just pee," implying the other type of bathroom deeds. Jack said, "An dats a good ding?" Barry just shrugged and said, "Weww, I dun mind it, pwus I dun gonna deaw wiff it, dats a gwown ups job now." Jack, getting heated now, said, "You are a gwown up doe!?" Barry looked at Jack and laughed, "Nuh, me a baby now." Jack knew he was right, but he just couldn't get that through his mind properly. His adult identity was just too strong for him to reconcile the idea of actually being a baby. Barry saw Jack's stunned look and decided to show him what fun he can have now that he was little. Barry told him it was time to play and that Jack would love it. So Barry grabbed Jack's hand and led him to some of the toys. Barry sat down and pointed to where he wanted Jack to sit, and Barry grabbed a nearby ball and began to roll it to Jack and said, "Now yuh woww it back tah me." So Jack obliged. Soon, they were rolling the ball back and forth, and Jack quickly lost himself in the mundane action, but something about it enthralled him. It was like he had the attention span of an actual toddler, causing him to hyper-focus on games like this, if you could even call it that. After all, rolling a ball isn't quite a game in the sense of it having any rules. Jack was surprised when he realized he had no idea how long they had been doing this, but honestly, he felt it could've been hours, but in reality, it was closer to 20 minutes. Barry then said, "Dis jus dah tip of dah icyberg. Follow me." Jack used his arms to get into a standing position with a bit of trouble and followed behind Barry as they approached the TV Jack noticed earlier. Barry said he needed to try and watch this, so Jack begrudgingly obliged. After less than five minutes of watching it, Jack couldn't take his eyes off the baby show. It was like a drug addiction in television form as he sat there mindlessly watching. He hadn't noticed that drool began to pour from his mouth as he watched.
Jack was more than a little enthralled by the baby show, not noticing the caretakers making rounds, handing out bottles and sippy cups, and checking diapers. One of the caretakers made their way over to the TV area and checked diapers. When they made their way to Jack and without Jack's notice, pulled the back of his diaper and peeked in, and said, "Ah ha, looks like I found a little stinker who is too busy with his show to ask for a diapie change." Jack obviously took notice when this was said, although he was still unaware that it was him that this caretaker was talking about. After all, he was sure he'd notice if he had gone number 2. Right? But as he was picked up from behind, he got a mortified look upon his face and knew that he was the one who was the stinker who made a poopie. He tried to see who had picked him up but was stuck facing away as he was carried under the arms.
Jack knew he needed to be changed, especially if he'd actually gone number 2, but he knew he was more than a little embarrassed by the whole thing. Jack was then laid down onto another changing table as he thought about how he'd already been changed three times since he got here now, and honestly, that's a lot. When he was big, he felt like he never had to go this often, but he had to assume it was due to the smaller bladder he now had.
The caretaker started to wipe away the stinky mess when Jack realized that this was the same lady caretaker who had changed his diaper last night. Jack began to blush due to the particular caretaker being the one to change him. Not to mention how the diaper he had soiled was not just wet but messy as well. It wasn't long till she finished up, although to Jack it felt like an eternity. She then brought Jack back over to the TV and handed him a bottle. Jack was unsure of how he should handle the bottle but decided to drink from it as he suckled the bottle of what he assumed was just warm milk. He mindlessly watched even more baby shows that he was surprisingly way too into.
