The android nick-named M07H3R was incredibly life-like. She stood at right around 6' tall with her auburn hair styled like something a 60's housewife would wear. She had on a simple blue dress with a white apron over it and she stood with a bright smile as she waved politely to Sierra. "Morning hun! Ready to help wrangle the tots again with me?" she asked cheerily. 'M07H3R' was a series-600 childcare android and the current driving force behind Tiny Tots Daycare. The facility's owner Kurin had spent a pretty penny in buying her.
M07H3R held the door open for her co-worker. "Should be a pretty busy morning, but nothing we can't handle. The Gleeson twins should be here in 30 minutes, and Samantha and Timothy around the same time. They're all still in diapers so hope your ready," she said with a dry attempt at humor. M07H3R's humor was not quite as advanced as the rest of her was.
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Sierra sighed a little as she saw the robot. She wasn't really a morning person, and she couldn't really say that M07H3R was the first person she wanted to see in the morning. While she knew this place wasn't the diaper dimension, and M07H3R was far from Robin, or even the regular Robo-Nannies, just being around androids made her skin crawl just a little. She had no doubt that for the money Kurin had spent on it, she could have hired another human and still given Sierra a raise.
"Good morning," Sierra replied, a little gloomily, as she stepped into the door, moving away from M07H3R as quickly as she could. The machine just made her feel uncomfortable. She wasn't sure if it was the fact that the thing towered over a foot taller her, or if it was the android's clothes, which just somehow screamed, appropriately for her name, 'mother', especially as opposed to Sierra's clothes. Sierra was in a red plaid skirt that was really a fair bit shorter than the dress code allowed for. She thought it was cute, though, and since Kurin rarely ever bothered to stop by, she figured it didn't really matter. After all that time she'd spent being dressed up like a baby, she enjoyed being able to dress a little more maturely. With it, she wore a white shirt with red polka dots, and beneath it, somewhat embarrassingly, was a pair of pink panties adorned with a picture of a cat with a bow on top of its head, standing over the word "Monday", made all the more embarrassing by the fact that it was Wednesday. She had just been putting off doing her laundry for a while and it was the first clean pair of underwear she'd been able to find. She hated the fact that she could fit into kids' size underwear, and that she often had to, because grown up sizes tended to be a little big on her unless she could find somewhere that carried just the right size for her.
"Oh, yay," she responded sarcastically as she heard their roster for the day. Changing diapers was probably the worst part of her job, and with that bunch of kids, she had no doubt she would be doing a lot of that today. "I wish the Gleesons would just potty train their stupid kids," she whined. That would have cut down their diaper changes by half for the day! Which still would have been too much for her, but it would be better, anyway. "They're almost four! How hard can it be?" she pouted, not really expecting to get any sympathy from M07H3R, but feeling a little better at just getting to vent anyway.
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“We are here to ensure the children have a safe, healthy, and fun environment to play in while their parents are away, that’s our priority,” M07H3R said matter-of-factly, stating a daycare policy. She recognized that Sierra was only ‘complaining’ but her systems saw no harm in repeating the mantra. “So we’ll do our best today, right?” she asked cheerfully. While unable to feel a need to complain, M07H3R knew that potty training was important, and she was perfectly capable of dealing with potty-trainers, or diapers, or children wobbling between the two.
Every night while the children were at home and the daycare was closed, M07H3R cleaned the facility. She was efficient to the point that she was usually done only an hour or two after everyone was gone. In the morning the place was neat and clean for all of 30 minutes usually when Sierra got there. The ‘tiny tots’ would put an end to that soon enough.
Tiny Tots Daycare was a pleasant little house in what many thought was a good neighborhood. A white picket fence surrounded a yard with a big turtle sandbox, slide and some swings in the back. The layout was typical of a large single floor home. An open foyer provided cubbies for shoes and bags. The first room on the right was a spacious playroom, with shelves of neatly piled toys and a few hanging bookshelves off the wall near a high chair for story time. In one corner a playpen for a few of the more ‘rambunctious’ children who might need a little time out. Down the hallway was the facility’s main bathroom. Right outside the door was a wall chart for check-ins and potty training progress. The bathroom had both a normal toilet as well as two training potties inside. Still further down the hall was the kitchen, the changing room, and finally the nap room.
Although only 4 children were due this morning, the facility had cribs and supplies to easily handle a dozen or more. M07H3R generally kept inventory and had wi-fi connection to the ordering system, able to order more of just about anything as the need arose.
Not long after M07H3R welcomed Sierra, the first of the day’s guests arrived. Samantha was a 2-year-old girl, cute as a button, generally quiet and not speaking, but curious as could be. She’d taken a liking to Sierra and typically followed the older girl around like a little duckling.
“Morning Samantha,” M07H3R said as she opened the door for the girl. Samantha’s parents were standing behind her and offered a happy wave to the android. “We’re off to work Sammy, see you at 4!” they said giving the girl a hug. She was in a white t-shirt, and light pink overalls with a tell-tale crinkle of what her underwear was. At two she was still about that age were diapers were common.
As soon as the toddler was in the daycare she went right for Sierra, hugging the girl’s leg.
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"Of course," Sierra rolled her eyes as M07H3R spouted off her policies, not wanting to have to listen to those all day. It was like being lectured at, and while she knew the robot didn't mean it in that way, it still annoyed her, and was no at all what she wanted to hear first thing in the morning when she just wanted to whine about being up so early. She quickly extracted herself from her co-worker and went into the playroom, hopping up onto the storytime chair and boredly checking her phone. The chair was really quite big for her, and she was able to pull her feet up onto it beside her easily.
It was nice, in a way, just being able to act like any other young woman. This world she'd found seemed normal enough, just a bit more technologically advanced than her own. After her many adventures, it was a pleasant change of pace. She was pretty sure Robin couldn't follow her here, either, which made it even better. For the first few weeks, she'd carried her wand with her everywhere, just in case, but it had been hard to hide at work, and she didn't want to risk one of the kids finding it. More and more, she just left it at her apartment, like she had that morning. She had searched and searched for another job, not wanting to spend any more time around diapers than she had to, but without any job history in this world, she had been lucky even Kurin would hire her.
She wouldn't have minded being able to curl up and take a nap on it, but that wasn't going to happen that morning. Before long, she heard the door open, and, in case it was Kurin, she hopped down off the chair and pretended to be straightening the stuff that M07H3R had already gotten perfect the night before. Instead, it was Samantha and her parents. She had to admit that the kid was cute, but she wouldn't have minded if their first kid had been one of the others, because now she was just about guaranteed not to have any more time to herself.
"Hi, Sammi," she smiled down at the child now attached to her leg, bending down to give her a hug. "How are you today?"
As usual, Samantha stayed quiet, but smiled back. Sierra would have liked to get back in her chair, but she could tell the toddler was ready to do something a little more involved than that. If any of the other kids were there, then maybe they could have played with her, and she might have been happy with just letting Sierra watch, but as it was, she was pretty much the only one there to keep her occupied.
"Do you want to play with the dollhouse?" she asked after a moment of looking around at the toys and trying to guess which one Samantha might like. That seemed to do the trick, as Sammi hurried over to it, glancing behind her to make sure Sierra was following. Samantha plopped down in front of it and began to move the dolls around, only to stop and glance back again, seemingly unhappy that Sierra was just observing. With a sigh, Sierra knelt down beside her, feeling a little silly to be right there, looking like she was playing with the dollhouse, too, but she wanted to keep Samantha happy. "Who is this?" she asked, pointing at the doll in one of the girl's hands. "Is that the mommy?" She could only hope that the other kids got there soon to distract Sammi.
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Sammy giggled and pointed at Sierra and then back at the doll, apparently trying to say that the doll was an 8” likeness of her. It might have even been flattering if Sammy hadn’t decided to put the Sierra-doll in the crib. She took another doll, and pointed to herself and then the doll before standing it up next to the crib, apparently the mommy. She hummed and bounced the toys around, what did 2-year-olds know about families anyways?
The next to arrive were the Gleeson twins, Chris & Jamie. At almost 4, these two probably should have been potty trained, but a few factors had prevented that, primarily, the twins were about as obstinate as pre-k children could be. The two boys were troublesome, prank-playing, mischief-making, little hellions and their parents had specifically chosen Tiny Tots since M07H3R seemed mostly immune to their games. More than once she’d had one or both of the boys over her knee when they’d tried to pull a fast one.
“Morning M07H3R…” the twins said at the same time, sounding like a harmonized voice. Their parents were quick to offer a greeting and escape for the day. A moment or two later, the two of them announced their presence to Sierra with the sound of the ENTIRE lego bin being tipped over and dumped out on the floor of the playroom.
The last to arrive was Timothy, and he was only 14 months old. He was just barely able to walk and stand up on his own. M07H3R usually carried or stayed near him most of the day as the baby who needed the most looking after.
With everyone arrived, M07H3R came into the playroom and surveyed the scene. She smiled at Sierra who seemed to be in the thick of it. “Well I’ll go get the morning snack ready, do you have a handle on these three?” she asked pointing to Sammy and the twins.
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Sierra couldn't help but blush as Samantha showed her how she was actually playing with the dolls, wanting to point out that it was obviously wrong, but deciding there was really little point. Little kids did like to pretend to be the ones in charge, and it wasn't like there was anybody else around for her to "make" the baby doll. It was a little embarrassing to think about, but ultimately she knew it didn't really mean anything, and had learned that, at this job, sometimes it was best to just go with the flow.
It was much harder to do that with the Gleesons, though. She jumped a little as the twin terrors stormed into the room, scattering tiny blocks all over the floor to start to play. On one hand, it was nice that they could occupy themselves, but on the other, they tended to be quite loud as they were doing it. They were cute kids, but that didn't stop them from being annoying from time to time.
"Good morning, boys," she said, turning slightly to look at the pair, sitting in the middle of the Legos.
"Morning Sammy and Sierra!" they replied as one. Sierra wasn't sure if she was just feeling extra sensitive that morning for some reason, probably because she was so tired, but she found her cheeks turning red at that as well, mostly the fact that they'd lumped her and Samantha together, as if they were equals, and they'd even said Samantha's name first. She was sure they didn't mean anything by it... Probably.
Samantha tugged on her arm, pulling her attention back to the dollhouse, pointing to Sierra's doll to demand that she start playing her part again. "Yeah, I'll be fine," Sierra answered M07H3R. Like she couldn't handle a few little kids! She shook her head and went back to playing with her doll.
After a few minutes, however, Sierra began to notice something. She sniffed at the air, wrinkling her nose at an all too familiar smell. She almost started to complain, and ask who had messed their diaper already, only to stop herself. That really wasn't the way she wanted to start the day, changing a poopy diaper right off the bat. She did her best to ignore it, leaning forward and reaching into the dollhouse, trying to tell herself that the smell wasn't that bad, and she could just pretend she hadn't noticed it when M07H3R came back in.
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Playtime went much as it always did at Tiny Tots. The twins busily raked legos around, one of them was stinky, but neither of them seemed to care, it was a common occurrence to them. Meanwhile by the dollhouse, Sammy was only too happy to have Sierra to play with and in her little mind, she was the mommy since it was the role she never got to play at home.
It was fifteen or twenty minutes before M07H3R came back from the kitchen still carrying Timothy. “Snacks are ready, anybody want…” And M07H3R stopped short of her announcement.
M07H3R didn’t have a traditional sense of smell, but she did have a close approximation and one ‘sniff’ was all it took to know that one of the children was in need of a change. This wasn’t that big a problem, but she knew if she could smell it at the entrance to the playroom, then Sierra should have been able to smell it while being inside the playroom.
M07H3R gave Sierra a look as the room turned their attention to the tall android. She walked over to the twins, and started undoing the snaps of their overalls. She had to check both of them, because her sense of smell wasn’t so good she could pinpoint it, but soon enough she found the culprit in Jamie.
“Sierra,” M07H3R said looking at the girl. “Please change Jamie’s diaper while I get the other kids to snacktime,” she said, and walking over to offer Sierra a hand to help her to her feet. Internally, M07H3R wasn’t 100% sure if Sierra had just been lazy in not wanting to change Jamie, or if the girl had just not been sure he needed to change. This wasn’t an isolated incident and although it wasn’t her place to talk down to her assistant, she was noting each occurrence.
M07H3R scooted Chris and Sammy off to the kitchen, leaving Sierra with her job.
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Sierra turned to look at M07H3R with the children at the robot's entrance, though she did blush for a moment as she realized she probably looked like one of them, sitting there. At M07H3R's pause, however, she began to feel nervous, sure that the android had noticed right away what she had been ignoring for much longer than she'd originally intended. She had almost given in and started to check the kids, though, frankly, after enough time, she had blocked out the worst of the smell. Working here, she had to deal with it quite a bit anyway.
She probably should have gotten to her feet to help M07H3R check their charges now, but she didn't want to look like she'd picked up on what was going on right away, lest the robot realize she had known all along, so she just sat there, feeling oddly like just one of the children.
She let out an annoyed huff as M07H3R ordered her to change the diaper, however, her plan having fell through entirely. She pouted as she took the robot's hand, standing up sulkily and only barely managing to resist stomping her foot once she was standing. Why did she always get stuck with this job?! It wasn't fair! The way she saw it, as the human, she was the one in charge, and that should have meant she didn't have to deal with poopy diapers, at least not as much as it seemed like she did. It was better than being in them herself, of course, but not by a whole lot!
She couldn't quite stop herself from sticking her tongue out at M07H3R's retreating form, earning a giggle from Jamie as she gathered up his overalls and took his hand, leading him to the changing room. "Do you want to be a big boy and help me out by getting up on the table?" she asked hopefully, though she was hardly surprised by the answer she received, which was a mischievously shaken head. She could lift him herself, though it was a struggle, especially since he, like his brother, rarely seemed to even stop moving.
"Ugh," she wrinkled her nose as she untaped his diaper, the immunity she'd built up to the smell by playing in his vicinity doing her little good with the diaper open and right below her. She cleaned him up as quickly as she could, then grabbed another diaper, though she couldn't resist asking, "Are you sure you don't want to be a big boy and try the trainers?" Of course, he wouldn't try it without his brother there to do it, too. She supposed it was for the best. She didn't really want to be running the two of them back and forth to the training potties all day long.
With his new diaper in place, Sierra washed her hands and helped Jamie wash his as well, then put him back into his overalls and led him into the kitchen, to his seat beside his twin. She gave M07H3R an angry glare from across the room, but doubted the robot knew what it meant, so she walked over to it, doing her best not to stomp, though she wasn't sure she completely succeeded, and gave the android a little shove. "Thanks a lot," she hissed. "I could have sat everybody down at the table! Why do you always stick me with the hard jobs?"
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M07H3R did not even budge as she was lightly shoved. Being 600lbs of synthetic alloy and skin graft tended to make her immovable except under her own power. She was also rather lost on sarcasm and tended to take things a bit literally. “You are welcome hun,” she said at the ‘thanks’. She ignored the remark on division of jobs.
The kids were all seated for a morning snack. The snack was mostly to make sure the kids had eaten something in case their parents had been quick to rush them out the door. This was often the case with the twins, both of whom were sitting in booster seats at the kitchen table, while Samantha and Timothy were in high chairs. One side of the wall had 5 high chairs, but rarely if ever were they all in use.
“Would you like something as well Sierra?” M07H3R asked as she was setting out kiddy bowls of cheerios and banana slices, alongside chopped apples and sippy cups of juice. The youngest two were getting bottles. “There’s plenty of extra fruit and cereal.” Unfortunately there were no adult sized glasses and plates, as the only ‘adult’ who needed to eat was Sierra. M07H3R in effect did not need to eat, sleep, or use the restroom, which was a favorite trait of the owner, Kurin.
M07H3R tied bibs around all four kids, and not without a little careful maneuvering to get it on Chris and Jamie. Even in their booster seats they were squirmy… and mischievous. While Jamie had been changed, Chris had taken it upon himself to play a little hide and seek while M07H3R was getting the other two in high chairs.
Chris happened to know that there were no adult sized cups, and that Sierra was in the habit of bringing hers from home. She’d left it out on the counter that morning, and knowing it was hers, he’d taken it and hid it.
“Help yourself if you want anything Sierra, I’ll feed the little ones,” M07H3R said as she got the cereal bowls and plastic spoons to start feeding the high chair bound tots.
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Sierra sulked as M07H3R completely missed the point of what she'd said, as she'd known she probably would, and feeling how the thing hadn't moved so much as an inch had made her feel all the smaller. She wasn't even sure if the robot actually got what she was trying to say or not. Sometimes she thought M07H3R just acted that way to make her more angry. She knew that probably wasn't true, but since she was used to dealing with humans, who would do something like that, it was hard not to assume that her co-worker might as well.
Sierra usually didn't eat with the children, but she had skipped breakfast that day, and it was starting to catch up to her. She might have been able to wait until lunchtime, but then again, she didn't really want to have to wait. She walked over to the counter where the extra food was laid out, waiting just in case any of the kids wanted more, or to be put in the fridge afterwards, blushing as she saw that the fruit was already all sliced up, like what the kids got. She would have liked to have a full banana, or apple, to make her feel less like she was participating in snack time with everybody else.
There was one thing she could do to help with that, though, and as she quickly grabbed an apple slice and began to nibble on it as inconspicuously as she could, she began to look around for it. She'd set her cup on the counter, like she did every day. She really ought to bring a plate as well, she thought, but that seemed like too much work, and usually she waited to eat until the kids were in nap time, so at least they didn't see her using the same stuff they did. But now, even her cup was gone! She looked around, even the places she knew she hadn't put it, but it was nowhere to be seen!
Part of her knew that it was bound to be one of the twins, but at the same time, she couldn't help but zero in on M07H3R. The robot had been pushing her buttons all morning, even if it probably wasn't intentional. She wasn't sure why M07H3R would take her cup, but who knew why it did anything?! She grabbed a slice of banana and sulked at the counter, telling herself that she should probably wait until snack time was over, and she could confront M07H3R a little more privately, but damn it, she was thirsty, and not having her cup only made her feel more so! Grumpily, still eating her banana, she stomped over to the robot. "Where did you put my cup?" she demanded, pushing M07H3R again, even though she knew it wouldn't do her any good. "Give it back, I'm thirsty!"
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M07H3R stopped as she was spooning some food to one of the toddlers in the high chairs and looked down at Sierra a little curiously. M07H3R had not moved Sierra’s cup. She was aware the girl had a cup that was different from what was kept at daycare, but as it was not part of daycare property, it was not M07H3R’s responsibility to keep track of it. For a moment, using that tone and shoving at her legs like one of the children, M07H3R had to reference check for a nano-second that Sierra was in fact not one of her charges. That check did provide a possible answer though. Perhaps the girl had not brought her cup today and was concerned she would not get a drink of her own? Even as a co-worker and ‘adult’, Sierra still needed food and water.
“My apologies hun, I was unaware you needed your own,” she said and put down the spoon. M07H3R went over to the fridge, removed the juice, opened a cabinet and removed a sippy cup. Unscrewing the lid she filled it with juice and then provided it once more to Sierra. “Here you go,” she said with a smile.
There was a bout of snickering from the twins as they watched a cup just like theirs get placed in Sierra’s hands. Hiding her cup earlier had just been a joke, one that they didn’t think would yield such spectacular results. There was a real potential for fun here.
“I apologize, but you will not be able to remove the cap. Its policy that sippy cup caps stay on, and they are magnetically locked and controlled by me,” M07H3R said, anticipating her likely first move.
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As soon as M07H3R opened her mouth, Sierra had a bad feeling that she wasn't going to get what she wanted. Sure enough, instead of bringing back her cup from wherever she'd stashed it, she filled up one of the sippy cups, handing it to her right in front of the children. Sierra's cheeks turned bright red as she heard the giggles behind her, glaring angrily at the twins before turning back to M07H3R.
Maybe she should have put two and two together and realized they were laughing because they were the culprits, but Sierra was already frustrated enough with M07H3R that, instead, she just assumed the boys thought her predicament was funny. She had no idea why M07H3R seemed to have to have it out for her that day, but that definitely seemed to be the case.
Especially when she was told that the lid couldn't be taken off. Her eyes widened, then narrowed in rage, at the robot, hardly able to believe her ears. Was M07H3R actually serious?! "Yeah, it's policy for them!" she fumed, pointing back at their charges. "Not for me! I'm not a baby! Just give me my own cup back!" She stomped her foot impatiently, feeling a slight urge to throw the stupid sippy cup. It almost seemed as if the robot had taken her cup on purpose, to humiliate her in front of the kids! But why? It really didn't matter, because she wasn't going to stand for it!
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The twins were quick to quiet down and grow little halos above their heads the moment Sierra turned on them. When she turned back to M07H3R, she only got the back of the android, who was currently going back to feeding the babies.
“It is policy that lids are always used for those cups, regardless of who is holding them,” M07H3R stated. “If I suddenly developed a need to drink, there would be a lid on my cup if I were drinking from it too.” The android said, pausing only long enough to wipe Samantha’s mouth while getting another spoonful of cheerios for her. “I told you before Sierra, I have given you a cup, I do not understand what you are implying if there is another cup. As an EMPLOYEE of the daycare, I should not need to stop my duties to assist you.”
M07H3R was unsure what was wrong with Sierra. Getting argued with over cups of juice was something she did for the babies, not co-workers. She was being awfully bratty this morning.
“You can drink juice from that cup, or you cannot. Please make sure the twins eat their snack, and then return with them to the playroom.”
The twins were watching this with rapt attention, they had an almost telepathic bond between the two of them, and they were both thinking the exact same thing. It was going to be a fun day messing with Sierra the moment they were away from M07H3R’s ever watchful eyes.
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"Fine, I won't!" Sierra sulked, not wanting to drink from a sippy cup in front of the kids. Kurin was definitely going to be hearing about this! This had to be some kind of malfunction or something! Sierra had long suspected that M07H3R didn't function properly anyway, because it always seemed like she had to do an awful lot of the work around the daycare, considering they had some supposedly amazing childcare robot working there, but maybe this would be the proof that Kurin needed to finally believe her and get M07H3R reprogrammed, or maybe even gotten rid of altogether.
For the time being, though, she was still stuck with the robot, and she was feeling all too eager to get away from her. She slammed the cup down on the counter and grabbed another apple slice, crunching loudly on it as she looked over at the twins, waiting expectantly for them to finish up, squirming impatiently. "Come on, aren't you guys done yet?" she asked after what seemed like forever, though was probably just a minute or two. "Don't you want to go play?" It wasn't quite what M07H3R had told her to do , since she was all but encouraging them NOT to finish their snack, but she didn't care. M07H3R was her co-worker, not her boss!
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The twins were quick to wolf down their food. Their priorities in life were pranks, food, and playing. As the possibility of a very fun day and a very upset older girl came into being, they were quick to try and finish. “DONE!” they both said in unison, raising their hands and showing more than a few cheerio crumbs around their mouths and on the front of their shirts.
Not trusting Sierra to do it this morning, M07H3R paused her feeding again to walk right in front of the girl and clean up the twins with a wet paper towel. She helped them down from their seats and they both beamed up at Sierra when they were free. “Playtime?”
M07H3R turned back to her task at hand. With the youngest two almost done with the cereal, M07H3R switched them over to baby bottles, letting them finish their meal. It was just the breakfast snack, and there’d be three hours of play before it was lunch time and then finally naptime. Usually, naptime was the daycare worker’s best friend, as it gave them time to unwind while the little ones slept.
Meanwhile, the twins were getting ready for their big prank. An overfull cup of apple juice that belonged to Sierra would be found, and then excitedly returned, along with an not so accidental trip. They just had to set her up and then watch her fall.
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Sierra started to walk over to the twins, all too ready to take them back to the play room and away from M07H3R, only for the robot to walk right in front of her. "Hey!" she squeaked in annoyance, feeling even more certain that the android was malfunctioning, since it had just told her to take care of the twins, only to take care of them itself. Although, if she was being honest, she would have to admit that she wouldn't have bothered cleaning them up right at the moment, since it would only delay her getting away from M07H3R.
"Thanks," she told M07H3R icily, not caring again that her co-worker couldn't actually understand the sarcasm she was using, no matter how obvious it was. "Yeah, let's go," she answered the twins, glad to follow their toddling forms back down the hall and into the play room.
Usually, they were happy to play on their own, but for some reason, they were now insisting that she play with them. She wasn't sure why, exactly. Were they jealous because she'd been playing with Samantha earlier? It was odd, but there wasn't much she could do about it without risking a tantrum from both of them, so she sat down on the floor again, watching them snap Legos together for a minute.
"Make a castle!" Jamie demanded, pointing Sierra towards the larger, wooden blocks, the ones meant more for the babies. Sierra blushed at being told what to do by a toddler, and at being given the toys meant for the less mature children, but she supposed it did make sense. The boys seemed to be making some sort of strange robot creatures with their Legos, so probably they just wanted a castle for them to defend, or fight over, once they were finished. And it would be easier to make something big like that with those blocks.
"All right, all right," she rolled her eyes, scooting over to the blocks. After a minute or two of feeling stupid, she did start to get a little into it, trying to decide on the best castle design to use, something that the twins would be satisfied with, but wouldn't make too big of a mess when they inevitably knocked it over. As she was busy paying attention to that, she didn't notice what the twins were up to.
At least, not until Chris asked, "Is this your cup, Sierra?" Sierra glanced up curiously, feeling a bit confused as she saw that, in fact, it was. Had M07H3R given it to them? Or had she just left it somewhere other than usual this morning? Before she could figure it out, however, the four year old began to hurry it over to her. Almost in slow motion, she saw him trip as he was almost to her, and suddenly, she was gasping in shock as liquid poured out of it, spilling out onto her skirt, splashing against her legs and soaking into her clothes and the carpet beneath her.
"Chris!" she squealed, jumping to her feet in surprise. "Be careful!"
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It was a performance worthy of stage. With an open mouth gasp of surprise, the cup was overturned in a methodical and precise direction and poor Sierra suddenly looked like she’d had an accident right in the middle of the floor. Her skirt was soaked, and yellowish juice was dripping down her legs and had puddled on the floor below her.
Chris let out a soft “Ooops,” said looking mock-scared. “I didn’t mean too…” he added, quickly back peddling. The commotion was enough to bring the attention of the daycare android, and before Sierra could really get a word in edgewise, she was standing in the hall looking at Sierra.
“Now one of two things has happened,” the tall woman said with a stern look. “Either you just proved why there are lids on the cups in the kitchen, like the one you didn’t want to drink from… or… you just had an accident,” she said as she stepped closer. Chris was quick to flee the scene of the crime, going over to the corner of the room where he offered his twin a quiet high five as they sat and wished they had pop-corn.
M07H3R took Sierra’s hand by the wrist. “Come on, you can tell me what happened while we get you cleaned up. I have the toddlers in the baby swings at the moment,” and she started to drag Sierra out of the room, heading for the bathroom down the hall. She gave one look to the twins. “Be good for five minutes.”
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Sierra turned at the sound of M07H3R coming into the room, ready to tell the robot that Chris had found her cup from wherever she'd hidden it, so whatever she'd been planning was over now. She was annoyed that it had wound up on the floor, sure, but at least it was there, despite M07H3R trying to convince her that it wasn't.
It was only when the robot began to speak, however, that Sierra realized exactly what the scene must look like. Her cheeks burned bright red as M07H3R laid out the "possibilities" before her, squirming in place, especially at the second. How could M07H3R actually think that could have happened?! Sierra was an adult, not some little kid! This was ridiculous!
Sierra took a nervous step back as M07H3R approached, only for the android to reach out and grab her wrist. Sierra gasped, trying to wriggle free, her eyes widening as M07H3R began effortlessly pulling her away. Sierra flashed back to her encounters with Robin, probably the last time she'd felt this helpless. She knew M07H3R was strong, of course, and had just demonstrated it to herself twice a few minutes earlier, but she'd never have the robot manhandle her this way.
"Let me go!" she insisted, trying to drag her feet at first, then kicking at M07H3R's legs, suddenly terrified that history was about to repeat itself yet again. "This isn't my fault! I'm an adult, you stupid bucket of bolts, you know I didn't wet myself! I can dry myself off! Just let me go! Oh, I hate you!"
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M07H3R was programmed to deal with a statement of hatred. “That’s unfortunate dear, because I like you, and you’ve always been a help before…” she said with an emphasis on before. “I would be remiss if I left you in such a sordid state and it doesn’t set a good examples for the children. If someone has an accident, either potty or spill, it needs to be cleaned up, and that’s what we’re going to do,” the Android said dragging her into the large bathroom.
Children’s potty chairs lined one wall, and a single regular toilet on another. There was also a laundry hamper and a small stackable Tupperware drawer filled with supplies for the daycare. M07H3R was quick to start undressing Sierra, getting the wet clothing off without much problem. Strength of a robot, grace of a gorilla, modesty of a cow in the field. “From now on, sippy cups ONLY Ms. Spills-a-lot,” the android teased, somehow thinking this was a funny situation. She had Sierra down to her underwear in no time, and seeing that juice was on her panties, she hooked her thumbs in the side to start pulling those down too.
“I’m afraid I don’t have an extra pair of panties for you. As you know, all the kids are in diapers. We do stock pull-ups though, and I have plenty of extra skirts and pants,” she said, trying to figure out what best to do. “If you’re going to wear another skirt, I will NOT allow you to go around without something on underneath,” she warned.
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Sierra couldn't really argue with that, which only made her more frustrated as she was hauled into the bathroom. She couldn't help but shiver a little as she glanced around, staring at the potty chairs. She was in the room quite a bit, of course. She hadn't expected to spend nearly as much time there today, with no potty training children to take care of, but with M07H3R's hand clamped around her wrist, it felt completely different.
Without warning, M07H3R set to work, ignoring Sierra's squeaks and squeals as she was stripped down, as helpless to stop that as she had been to stop herself from being brought to this room. She felt rather small, standing there being undressed like one of the kids. "No, that isn't fair!" she whined as M07H3R forbade her from using her own cup. "I didn't spill it, it was Chris!" Her cheeks burned at the thought of the kids seeing her, drinking from the same little sippy cups as them, and it only got worse as the robot reached for her panties. "No!" Sierra gasped, reaching for her wet underwear, trying to stop M07H3R from lowering them and seeing her bare groin.
She felt a little faint at the mention of diapers, a little afraid that the robot was about to make her wear one, though she was glad to hear that she wasn't glitching that badly. That was the last thing she needed, to wind up in diapers in this dimension, too! The thought of pull-ups was bad enough, but she didn't want to run around work in pants with no underwear, either, especially since she knew what the spare outfits they kept at the daycare looked like.
"I want my panties!" she insisted, seeing no other possible choice. "They'll dry before too long!" She didn't want to stay in the apple juice soaked things, certainly, but considering her options, there wasn't much else she could do. "My skirt will, too!" Since she was never there for clean-up after the kids left, it took her a moment to realize, "Why can't you just wash them? That's you job, isn't it?", feeling rather satisfied with herself for having thought of it. Maybe she'd outsmarted that stupid robot after all!
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“I will wash your things, but in the meantime, you will not run around half naked,” M07H3R said as she gave a yank on the wet underwear, pulling them down to Sierra’s ankles. In the slight struggle between the girl and taller android, M07H3R caught her off balance. It only took a tiny push to have Sierra fall back with her naked bottom onto the plastic training potty.
M07H3R held a strong hand to her shoulder, keeping her sitting. “Go ahead and do your business, if you have any left to do,” she said as she used her other hand to slide the wet undies and skirt away from her, piling them up just out of reach. It was probably fairly embarrassing. The bathroom door wasn’t even shut in their haste to come in, and here was Sierra, sitting on the training potty like one of the toddlers she watched.
While she was waiting, M07H3R grabbed some baby wipes and a spare pull-up from the near counter. It was obvious what Sierra would be wearing soon enough for her ‘accident’. M07H3R didn’t seem to care one iota about the mention of Chris’ name. To her, she was certain her assistant had been fairly bratty today and had wet herself. It was getting harder to classify her as an assistant.
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"Well, I can wait here!" Sierra tried to protest. She wouldn't have argued with a bit of a break, even if she had to spend it stuck here, in the bathroom. At the very least, she doubted she would be disturbed here.
But, of course, that wasn't how things went. She let out a squeak as she lost her balance and fell right onto one of the potties, the shock and impact forcing a short burst of pee out into the potty. Her cheeks turned bright red as she saw the open door behind M07H3R, and angrily tried to get to her feet. She was even more helpless and vulnerable in this position, however, as the robot easily demonstrated by holding her down on the plastic seat while undressing her.
That was nothing compared to what happened next, however, and she gulped and squirmed as she saw M07H3R pick up the Pull-Up. She couldn't..! "You can't!" Sierra whimpered. "I'll wear pants, I don't need those!" As much as she hated the idea of going commando, now that she was seeing her alternative up close and personal like that, it was clearly far worse. How many times had she put a toddler into one of those? One just like the one in the android's hand, to make it all the worse! She couldn't wear that! She was an adult! Escaping all those other worlds where she'd been treated like this proved it, didn't it?
"I don't need to go!" she growled, feeling more self-conscious by the second as she stared at the open door. "I told you, it wasn't an accident, not like that! Just let me up so I can go put some pants on! Get your stupid hand off me!"
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It was classic bratty toddler. M07H3R just rolled her eyes and let the girl have her little fit. She continued waiting. “For someone who didn’t need to go, I’m pretty sure I had a little piddle the moment you sat down,” she said. To M07H3R it was the noise of a nervous bladder, and one that had already let itself go and only had a little left after Sierra had realized her accident. Whatever the case, M07H3R wasn’t buying it.
She waited another two or three minutes, letting the girl whimper and complain without acknowledging her before suddenly tugging her up into a hunched over position and using the wipes.
“Good girl, at least you got some pee in the potty,” she said as she noticed the tiny bit in there. She intrusively began to wipe Sierra, reaching over her and treating her just like the toddler she proclaimed she wasn’t. She left the wipes in the bowl and would reclaim them shortly after.
“I’m afraid you’re not hired to wait around half naked in the bathroom all morning, and I am also not going to set the bad standard by allowing you to run around without underwear. You will wear these,” she said as she forcefully took Sierra’s leg and helped her step into the pull-up. “Since you say you are a ‘big girl’ and have always been one when you were working here before, it should not be a problem keeping them dry, right?” she asked with a look.
“If you like, you can wait here a moment while I go grab another skirt or shorts for you wear. Then I expect you back out in the playroom looking after the toddlers,” she commanded. At least she was giving Sierra some choice.
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Sierra's cheeks turned an even brighter red at M07H3R pointing out that she had peed, grumpily trying to tell her, "It's cause you pushed me too hard," but too embarrassed to say it too loudly. Instead, she just fidgeted on the potty, glancing nervously up at the Pull-Up and hoping that M07H3R was joking, or would change her mind.
She was determined not to go any more, not wanting to use the potty any more than she had, though it wasn't until she was being pulled to her feet that she realized that might not have been the best idea. It had been an awfully big puddle that the apple juice had made, so perhaps if she'd just used the bathroom, M07H3R might have thought it odd that she still had so much left in her bladder. Instead, by only dribbling in a little at the beginning, it did make it seem like there wasn't much left, because of what she'd just done in the living room.
But, of course, it was too late now, as was emphasized by M07H3R unceremoniously, and quite thoroughly, wiping her crotch clean with the cool wipes. That was enough to send her into a bit of a panic, as they felt different enough from toilet paper that it was obvious this was something quite unusual, and she resolved that, somehow, she was going to keep M07H3R from putting her into training pants. There was no way!
And yet, before she could do anything, the android was at her foot, forcing it upwards and sliding the Pull-Up over it before she could do anything. Sierra's heart beat faster as she realized it was already all but over. "Of course I could keep it dry, but that's not the point!" she whined. "I can't wear this! I'm not a little kid, I'm an adult!" She froze at the 'choice', not wanting to leave the room until this horrible garment was covered up, but also not sure she trusted M07H3R to pick out her clothes for her, and not liking the way the robot was ordering her around.
With the door open as it was, the bathroom wasn't entirely private anyway, but the hall would be even less so, clearly. Plus, once M07H3R was out of the way, it would be easy enough to close the door. "Fine," she pouted, "I'll wait here. But don't pick out something stupid!" She stomped her foot to try to emphasize she meant business, not realizing that it was the leg that the Pull-Up wasn't yet in place around.
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With a stamp of her foot, Sierra stepped into the other side of the pull-up. It sat around her ankles, and the girl hardly even seemed to realize it. It was only a moment later when the twins poked their head in the door that Sierra realized the mistake. Having sensed M07H3R's absence while the bot was fetching something dry for her to wear, the two young boys couldn't help but giggle.
"See! Told'yah!" one said pointing to the other. It wasn't exactly the most prestigious moment Sierra ever had, standing with a pull-up around her ankles in only a t-shirt in front of the plastic training potty. The boys had a giggle fit already assuming that their often caretaker was barely more potty trained then they were.
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Sierra gasped at the appearance of the twins, cheeks burning as she realized she was standing in front of them half-naked, and in a less than flattering position. "Go away!" she squealed, quickly bending down to slide her Pull-Up into place, wanting at least to cover herself up a little. If anything, though, that only made her feel worse, as the slightly crinkly, oddly thick garment snapped into place around her waist. She let out another little gasp as she stared down at herself, seeing a sight that felt like an unwelcome blast from the past. It didn't help that the things fit her much better than she would have liked to admit.
In fact, at the moment, she looked every bit as immature as the kids, if not more. She knew they were wearing diapers, but their outfits masked that fact, if just a little. She was wearing a Pull-Up, but it was fully on display, not matter how hard she tried to tug on the hem of her t-shirt. Desperately, she looked up to where M07H3R had put her clothes, willing to put on her skirt, especially since she knew they were quite aware of the real story of the wet spot on it, but she couldn't reach it.
"Don't laugh at me!" she whined, when it became obvious they had no intention of following her initial instructions. "This isn't funny! This is your fault, you know!" Suddenly, she realized that it was a good thing the boys were there. While she would rather have faced them when she had some more clothes on, they could at least clear this thing up before M07H3R sent her out into the daycare at large in this ridiculous Pull-Up. "You are going to tell M07H3R what you did, do you understand me?" she said, trying to sound as threatening as possible. "You're going to tell her right now!"
Luckily, it was about then that the robot returned, carrying a hideously cute pink overall skirt dress that Sierra had no intention of being caught dead in. It'd fit over Sierra's shirt fine and cover her waist... even if it looked like it was for a 10-year-old.
Less fortunately, she told the twins to leave, and they were all too eager to follow her orders, unlike Sierra's. "No, wait!" Sierra stomped her foot again. "You come back here, you little brats! You have something to tell her, and you know it!" She turned back to M07H3R and the dress, gulping. "I'm not wearing that!" she pouted as she looked at the thing again. "And I'm not wearing this!" she poked at the Pull-Up. "This isn't fair, and I'm not going to let you get away with it! Just talk to the twins, it's all their fault!"
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"If the boys need a change, you can take care of it when you're properly dressed again," M07H3R said, assuming that what the boys needed to tell her was that they had full pants or something. She ignored Sierra's complaint, walking purposefully up to her and shaking her head. "I've already told you hun, I will not let you run around half naked. The pull-up is fine, you don't even need to use it since you're 'a big girl'," she said, delivering the last part like it was a questionable statement.
M07H3R used a free hand to give the pull-up a little tug, making sure it was on right before running a finger along the leg gathers. "Good, at least you put it on right," she said with a happy pat to the padded bottom. Before Sierra really had a change to complain about it, M07H3R was tugging the adorable dress down over her head. "This is good rough and tumble playwear. There is no one here but the children and us, and what you're wearing should not matter stylistically so long as it covers your nethers, and can perhaps soak up a spill or accident better since you seem to have a problem," she said.
M07H3R took a step away, admiring her work and looking Sierra over. The outfit came down to just above her knees, and it hid her pull-up, but it still made her look like she was only a little older then those she was watching over. "I think this will be adequate," the android said, taking her by the wrist to go back into the playroom.
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Sierra's face flushed at the thought of changing the twins now. She hadn't considered it before, but now that she was in an undergarment barely more mature than their's, and they knew it, it might be a bit awkward. But before she could tell M07H3R that wasn't what actually concerned her, the robot was giving her something more to be embarrassed about.
"I won't!" she exclaimed adamantly, hardly able to believe that M07H3R even considered the possibility that she would have used the Pull-Up. Before she could even get too indignant about that, she let out a humiliated groan as M07H3R began handling the Pull-Up, her eyes widening in disbelief as the robot tugged at it, slid her robotic finger into it, patted it, insinuated that she had considered the possibility that Sierra wouldn't have been able to get it on correctly. Sierra wanted to point out that she had plenty of experience putting them on others, though she would never have admitted she'd worn them herself not too terribly long ago, and that it was hardly difficult in the first place. Before she could, M07H3R continued with her mission and slid the dress onto her despite her protests.
"I do not have a problem!" she seethed, stomping her foot as M07H3R took in her handiwork. "And this is not adequate!" But M07H3R didn't seem to care about her assessment, as she began to drag her back to the playroom. "Nooo!" Sierra whined, trying again to pull free of the robot, heart pounding quickly in her chest. Sure, the twins had already seen her, and in a much worse position than she was in now, but she didn't want to face them again until she was back in her normal clothes. She supposed she should be glad the only other kids there that day didn't do much in the way of talking. Even if the twins told them, they weren't too likely to confirm the story to any of their other regulars, who would hopefully assume the boys were just making stuff up.
Still, she didn't want to spend any more time around them than she had to like this. "No, come on!" she begged, seeing the door loom closer. How was she going to get out of this? Her mind raced, until finally it came up with a solution. It wasn't perfect, but it might work. "I can't go in there!" she declared. "I'm feeling sick, and I don't want to get the kids sick, too!" She wasn't sure why she hadn't thought of it before. If M07H3R refused to let her dress like the adult she was, then she might as well just go home! Or at least sit out part of the day until her clothes were cleaned and dried, and she could make a miraculous recovery.
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M07H3R was almost to the playroom as Sierra began her 'I'm sick' shenanigans. "Your clothing is fine hun, but if you are really not feeling well, then perhaps we should see to that first," she said. The android walked down the hall just to check on the kids, leading Sierra behind her. The twins were still playing, and she gave them a nod before turning and leading Sierra to the nursery this time. There was still another giggle from the twins as they saw just a glimpse of Sierra and what she was wearing.
"As an employee you are allowed to go home early. I will wash your clothing and have it ready for you tomorrow. I recommend you be in pull-ups tomorrow as well, since you had an accident today and you need to set an example," M07H3R warned. "You may wear your own clothing tomorrow though, provided its suitable. For now, my system is equipped to help with basic medical analysis. We'll give you a check up before you leave..." M07H3R said as she took Sierra into the nursery. Once again, the android was all business, not really giving the girl much of an option to do anything as she dragged her around, hand held tight like she was an errant toddler who was liable to get into trouble if not watched over.
First stop was the changing table, and M07H3R lifted Sierra up onto it, laying her down on her front. "Before you protest, I am not changing your underwear right now, I just need a comfortable surface to work on," M07H3R said as she pulled the strap over Sierra's back, securing her to the table. Sierra didn't need to worry, she wasn't about to be diapered in the nursery (at least not today). M07H3R got a jar of Vaseline as well as a thermometer, casually flipping Sierra's cutsie dress up to tug at the top of Sierra's pull-up.
As the padding was slowly tugged off of Sierra's bottom, M07H3R put her finger in the Vaseline and pressed it between Sierra's bottom cheeks. The sudden action let the girl know, this was not an oral thermometer she was about get checked with.
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Sierra let out a sigh of relief as M07H3R seemed to buy her excuse, looking forward to getting home and trying to forget about everything that had happened to her that day. She did her best to hide behind the robot as she peeked in to check on the twins, though she could tell from their tittering that they had seen her anyway, realizing only then that those action made her seem all the more immature. But it didn't matter! She just had to get out of there, and the next day she'd get everything back to normal!
And she was definitely going to be doing that, no matter what M07H3R was spouting off now. There was no way she was going to wear Pull-Ups the next day! It was totally unfair that she even have to wear them now! She wasn't about to tell the robot that, though, so she just nodded idly, waiting for the stupid machine to finally let go of her so she could get out of there. She was unsure why M07H3R was leading her to the nursery, but maybe the other kids were there and she wanted to check on them first for some reason?
It was only when she mentioned a check up that Sierra began to get worried, and by then, she didn't have time for more than a concerned, "Wait..." before she was strapped down to the changing table. She whimpered as she struggled against the strap, suddenly all too aware of how vulnerable she was, though she didn't know quite what M07H3R was up to yet, but just the fact of being here, on the changing table, where, not that long before, she'd changed Jamie's poopy diaper, was bad enough. She was even more confused when M07H3R told her she wasn't going to change her, and yet began lifting her dress and pulling down her trainers.
It was only as she felt the Vaseline being applied, making her squirm at the sudden sensation, that she put that and the image of M07H3R grabbing the thermometer together. Her eyes widened as she tried again to free herself from the changing table's strap, but it was designed to hold even the most squirmy baby in place, to make sure they didn't fall off accidentally. Still, despite the way she was dressed, she wasn't a baby! Surely she could get out! And yet, the strap didn't budge. She hated the idea of M07H3R playing doctor on her to begin with, the thought of the robot continuing to poke and prod her with no sense of privacy or dignity, but for the thing to start by taking her temperature in the most invasive, juvenile way!
"Nooo!" she wailed in horror and dread. "You can't do this! I-I'll just go to a real doctor!" she promised, though, of course, she had no intention of doing that. In her panic to avoid this humiliation, and the fact that she knew quite well that the thermometer would only say that she was just fine, she didn't even wait for a response before trying another tactic. "I feel better now! I can work! Just let me up!"
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M07H3R shook her head. "No hun, I think a check up might help. If you're not feeling well, it might explain all the behavior issues you've had today," the android said. She took a pillow from one of the cribs and pulled Sierra's waist up off the table a little, sliding the pillow under her lower abdomen. This left her rear slightly pointed up. M07H3R didn't seem to care about her squirming, and there was already the slickness of the Vaseline on her bottom.
Without so much as pre-amble, M07H3R took the infantile thermometer and pressed it slowly home. The tip pressing insistently till suddenly it was entering Sierra from behind, sliding into her to take her temperature. "This should give an accurate reading of your temperature in just a moment. Normal recommendation for health is to follow it up with a suppository, we won't need to do that will we?" M07H3R asked the girl.
The android stared impassively as the gauge, finding it not moving much. "You don't seem to be running a temperature. I don't see a reason why you should go home for the day early yet. I would recommend more fluids though, remember the rules on what you're drinking from while your here," M07H3R added, since the refusal of the sippy cup was still fresh.
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Sierra groaned helplessly as the pillow was put into place, raising her bottom up, leaving it as an even better target for the diabolical robot. Why wouldn't M07H3R just listen to her?! What was she going to do?! She had to figure something else out, or else...
She gasped as she felt the tube being pushed into her, squealing a frantic, "No!", for all the good it did her. She felt it going in, further and further, the cool surface forcing its way gently but insistently inside of her.
"You stupid bucket of bolts!" she hissed, feeling humiliated as she laid there, helpless, feeling even more like one of the children as M07H3R talked to her. "No, I don't need a stupid suppository! And I'm not drinking out of a sippy cup! Just let me uuuup!" Unable to do much of anything else, she began thumping on the changing table with her fists. She was sure there was no way the kids could know M07H3R had done this to her, but even her knowing it was going to make it all the more humiliating to show her face in front of them in her silly new outfit! Especially if she had to spend the rest of the day sucking on a sippy cup! "I didn't even spill my other cup! This is so unfair!"