"Stupid Kurin," Sierra pouted to herself as she began to clean up the kitchen. "It isn't even that bad in here!" She had certainly seen it looking messier, that was true, but as she began her work, she remembered that M07H3R was usually the one in charge of cleaning it, so it only seemed like it was easy to do. The twins had made quite a mess, and the other babies hadn't exactly helped, either, leaving her with bits of bread and turkey on the floor all around the chairs, as well as on the trays along with some bits of fruit mashed into the plastic. "Stupid babies!" she grumbled. This was all their fault! Really, all of it, she thought to herself. If not for them, she could still be dressed like a normal teenager, though Kurin would probably not have been too pleased at her outfit anyway, and relaxing right now, just playing with her phone. Damn it! She reached down, but of course the phone still wasn't there, and she recalled seeing it in the bathroom. She had been rushed out so quickly, she hadn't grabbed it!
The thought made her move a little more quickly as she finished cleaning, moving on to her own spot. She had just planned on dumping out the rest of her milk, glad that M07H3R hadn't forced her to drink all of that like she had the juice earlier, though even the bit that she had drank was making her feel a bit queasy, but she was a little embarrassed to note that she had managed to get a few crumbs onto the floor that she had to deal with. Finally, she decided that was good enough, and she went into the play room, slowing down a little as she realized how it was going to look, asking to be let into the bathroom again so soon. "Umm, M07H3R?" she said, staring down at her feet self-consciously. "Can you let me into the bathroom? I left my cell in there!" She offered the explanation quickly, wanting to get it out, though she wasn't sure just how intelligible it really wound up being. She wanted to be able to do something with the rest of naptime, though, and it wasn't like the daycare offered any interesting distractions. Besides, she was pretty sure she'd feel better about this whole thing if she could get in contact with anybody from the outside world, in case M07H3R's programming got even more messed up, and she tried... Well, who knew what else?
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M07H3R was sitting in the rocking chair and plugged into the wall for the moment. She blinked at Sierra as she came in to ask about the bathroom, but nodded a moment after, rising and walking over. "Sure hun, and we can try to go like a big girl while we visit it," she chuckled, taking Sierra's hand like she was anything but a big girl and dragging her back to the potty.
Things followed the same routine they had all day. In a moment, Sierra was seated on the plastic training potty, her pull-up around her ankles while M07H3R waited patiently for her to finish. The cell-phone was still sitting on the counter, but the device was secondary to what M07H3R thought the intended room was meant for as she waited and watched over the 'potty trainer'.
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Sierra blushed as M07H3R took her to the potty, knowing she should really be used to the robot talking down to her by now, yet she still felt the heat rising in her face every time. "I don't hafta go!" she tried to protest as M07H3R took down her pull-up, but she wasn't listening, and Sierra found herself sitting on the potty yet again, though this time there wasn't really anything in her, since she'd just gone not that long ago, while Kurin had been there.
"I don't have to go," she repeated, cautiously trying to stand up, reaching down to pull her trainers back into place. "I just want my phone!" She wasn't sure if M07H3R would allow her to get up without having used the potty or not, and she supposed if she really tried, she might be able to squeeze out a little, but she would rather just get to her cell so she could distract herself from what her job had become for a little bit, before naptime was over and she had the kids to worry about.
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M07H3R waited and ignored the girl's protests, even going so far as to bat her hand away when she tried to pull her own pull-ups back up. "Well its good that you at least tried hun, but wait one moment hun, it doesn't hurt to clean, even if only to get in the habit," the android said as she took out a baby wipe and started once more running it over Sierra's diaper area before pulling up her pull-up for her. "Now go wash your hands," she said as she sent the girl with a little tap on her padded bottom toward the sink. It'd bring her over toward her phone in any case.
Hands washed, M07H3R escorted her out of the bathroom and once again locked the door. She went down the hall to mark a 'tried, no accident, but no success' on her potty chart before taking a seat to finish recharging and leaving Sierra a little time to herself before the little ones got up from their naps.
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Sierra rolled her eyes as M07H3R wiped her again, feeling annoyed at the unnecessary invasion, though, once it was over she had a chance to grab her phone, slipping it into the dress's pocket before being herded back out of the bathroom. She pouted as she saw M07H3R marking her chart, but she had a feeling there was nothing she could do about that now. If she tried to mark it out, it would look like she was trying to hide something much worse than just not having to go potty when she was put on it, and that was if she even still had permission to edit the electronic board the list was on, which she somehow doubted was the case.
She went back into the playroom, wanting to sit on the rocking chair, but knowing better, so instead she sat in one of the kids' chairs, like she normally did. They were a bit on the small side for her, but it really wasn't too bad. She never really thought much about it, but today she had to blush a little at her choice of seat, only to realize there wasn't much of a choice, other than simply sitting on the floor. At least she had her phone to distract her now. She thought about texting a friend to come pick her up, but from the way Kurin had talked, she had a feeling that would cost her her job, which she couldn't really afford, and would require telling somebody about what had happened to her that day.
So, instead, she just sent out a few "Rough day at work" messages before playing some games, and then, before she knew it, naptime was over. She didn't generally like getting the kids up from their naps, since that pretty much guaranteed at least a couple diaper changes, but she needed to prove she was helpful if she wanted to keep the adult privileges she still
had. "Do you want me to get the kids?" she offered, standing up from her seat and looking to M07H3R.
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M07H3R smiled and nodded. "I'll get the littlest if you get the twins?" she said. It was usually 'easier' to deal with the toddlers instead of the infants. At least in theory... although there was nothing really easy about dealing with the twins. The nursery had 6 cribs, some bigger then others, and the twins each had their own. At home they had big-kid beds, with just rails on the side, but rules at the daycare mandated cribs at naptime. They'd learned to deal. They were both sleeping peacefully when M07H3R and Sierra came in.
The typical wake-up routine was lower the side, check their diapers, change as needed, offer a bottle if they wanted one, and then bring them back to the playroom until their parents arrived. The infants were usually checked out by 4pm, the twins by 5pm.
M07H3R went for the infants, scooping each out of the crib and changing them both. As she was leaving with them to get them bottles for the playroom she stopped a moment to look at Sierra as she was doing her job. "See me when you're got them back in the playroom hun."
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"Okay," Sierra agreed reluctantly. She'd really had just about enough of the twins' antics that day, but she had offered to help, and if she wanted to show that she really was as mature as she said she was, she probably shouldn't back out of that offer so soon. They should be a little calmer now, at least. Or they would be until they fully woke back up. At least they wouldn't have any real reason to look at the potty training chart and notice a new name there, not until they were on their way out, if even then.
"Come on, naptime's over," she said to Jamie first, deciding it would be best to start with him, and hope Chris stayed asleep long enough for her to deal with his brother alone. Carefully, she lowered the side of the crib and performed a diaper check, though it was a bit silly, since he needed a fresh diaper, of course. They pretty much always did after a nap. Jamie was still rubbing his eyes as she plopped him down onto the changing table, and she saw Chris starting to stir in his crib while she got Jamie changed. She felt quite self conscious about it now, making her a little slower and clumsier as she taped the fresh diaper into place, not even noticing how loose it was around one leg, as she was too busy thinking about how she could, quite possibly, be reduced to diapers as well that day. Accidents weren't usually an issue, but, even if the first one she'd "had" that day had been fake, the second wasn't, and that made her concerned about what would happen with the rest of the day.
She was tempted to put Jamie back into his crib while she changed the now awake Chris, but she had never done that before, and didn't want to give the twins any reason to think anything was different now. They were still a bit drowsy, anyway, which seemed to keep them from getting up to anything much as she herded them back to the play room. "Are you guys thirsty?" she asked, and they both nodded. She was actually a little grateful for that, since she had to go report to M07H3R anyway. She wasn't sure what the robot wanted from her, which made her a little nervous, but now she had an excuse for leaving the room, with the kids in it alone, instead of having to come up with something. "Coming right up!" she smiled at them, determined not to act like anything was different, no matter how strange the pull-up felt between her legs.
"I need two bottles of juice," Sierra reported as she got to the kitchen, figuring M07H3R might as well handle that for her, since she was already in there. "What did you need to see me about?"
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M07H3R got two baby bottles of juice, but she also got a sippy cup of juice. She handed all three to Sierra. "The third one is for you. Have you been feeling better since this morning?" M07H3R asked. For an android, she could be a little crafty, and it was with a casual grace that she gave Sierra the three drinks which she had to carry a little awkwardly with two hands and reached low on the girl to do a pull-up check, like Sierra was just three or four years old.
"Do you need to potty Sierra?" M07H3R asked like this was completely normal, even as she gave a few more pats to the girl's padded crotch. "I know you did not nap, but I needed to ask you."
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Sierra sighed at the sight of the sippy cup, knowing right away what it was for. She didn't feel particularly thirsty, but she knew she was going to have to drink it, anyway, or she'd run the risk of M07H3R forcing her to drink it again, in front of the kids. There wasn't even any hope now that Kurin would feel bad for her if she tattled on the robot. Now M07H3R would just be following their boss's orders, stupid as they were.
"No!" Sierra hissed, backing away from M07H3R's probing hands, feeling annoyed that M07H3R was asking her that, and checking her as if she might already be too late with that question, when she had just taken her to the bathroom not that long ago. Sierra was sure M07H3R was trying intentionally to get her goat, thinking that she wasn't even this persistent with the actual potty trainers, and not even considering the fact that M07H3R had at least given them a little privacy before checking her.
She was so annoyed, in fact, that she didn't pay attention as she was stepping back and tripped over herself, sending her armful of juice to the floor. "Shit!" she exclaimed before she could think, then turned on M07H3R. "You can just ask me, you know!" Of course, she knew she probably wouldn't have trusted a potty trainer's word herself, especially one with two strikes, but this was completely different! She wasn't a toddler, and she had been potty trained for years!
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"Warning, watch your language," M07H3R said as she bent down to pick up the bottles and capped cup. "And THAT is why you have a lid on your drink," M07H3R said, reinforcing the need for Sierra to have a sippy cup. Although with this much fumbling, there was an algorithm that wondered if the girl shouldn't just get a bottle like other babies. The android helped her up to her feet a moment later.
"I do not understand why you are being so obstinate. My protocol told me to check, so I did. Given the accidents you've had today, it was necessary. If you continue misbehave, curse, and be disruptive, I WILL take action about it," she warned. She gave the bottles and sippy cup back to Sierra before following her to the playroom. The twins were expecting their bottles and each smiled at Sierra upon seeing what else she carried.
"No bottle for ooo?" Jamie asked as he took his and pointed at Sierra's sippy.
"Yah... Sierra needa a bottle!" the other chimed in, grinning just as wide.
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Sierra rolled her eyes as she was warned about her language, though she couldn't help but feel embarrassed as she apparently proved to M07H3R that she needed that sippy cup after all. It was obviously just because of the robot, though! Usually she wouldn't be carrying so much stuff at once! But she was sure M07H3R wouldn't understand that. And, to be honest, she was starting to feel a little nervous about what further action her co-worker might take, so she took her armload of stuff and sulked back to the playroom.
The twins' reaction did nothing to lighten her spirits, however, as she handed out the bottles. How dare they even suggest such a thing?! Weren't they happy with everything they'd already done to her?! She glared at the boys for a moment, knowing that she should stay calm, but not quite able to contain herself even so. They were the reason she, a graduate, basically, of Ilvermorny, and an adult, was in this situation!
"No, I do not, you little brats!" she snapped at them. "I don't even need this stupid sippy cup, and it's only because of you that I have it! I am not a baby!" She wanted to throw her sippy cup at them, but her common sense took back over enough to remind herself that even though she wasn't, they definitely were babies, so she contented herself with stomping her foot instead. "Now drink your stupid bottles!"
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The twins understood probably better then anyone gave them credit for. Sierra was at a tipping point. If she wanted them to drink their bottles, they were almost too happy to comply, taking seats on either side of her, and shuffling in closer to cuddle as they drank their bottles. One of them pointed at her sippy cup, encouraging her to enjoy a drink with them, like they were all patrons at some toddler bar.
M07H3R had the babies back in a playpen and was watching the scene out of the corner of her eye. While the twins could be reprehensible at times, she was oddly surprised at the juxtaposition of how seemingly well behaved they had been today while Sierra had been nothing but a brat. Her programming presented her with a myriad of ways to deal with brats, but they were meant for children, not young adults and co-workers. She did have one effective method that was approved for all ages. She'd put a nice laxative in the girl's sippy cup. Perhaps her behavior and even illness earlier was just because of blockage. She'd need to be on her guard and ask Sierra more often if she needed to potty.
If this behavior continued though, there were a few more extreme facets of M07H3R's programming that could be activated, helping a child calm down and relax into the more innocent and carefree life of childhood. Should Sierra need diapers, she'd certainly look at those options. For now though, she was content to let Sierra drink her sippy cup, along with the twin toddlers.
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Sierra couldn't help but feel a little bad for yelling at the twins again as they sat down peacefully and did as they had been told. She didn't think this indicated a full change of heart from them. She doubted they would tell M07H3R the truth if she were to ask them to, but she wondered if maybe they had finally felt a little remorse about what they'd done. That, or they just saw her as one of them, and wanted her to join them. Either way, they looked quite sweet and innocent like this, and she felt a bit like a monster for how she'd just acted towards them.
So, even though she didn't really feel thirsty, and she doubted she would ever feel really thirsty while she was stuck in these pull-ups, not when she knew she could just wait until she got home to drink stuff and not worry about any embarrassing accidents, she followed suit and sat down, sucking on her sippy cup. She was a little surprised as the boys snuggled up closer to her, which made her feel even worse about her own behavior, at least for the moment.
Her tummy had already felt a bit queasy from drinking the milk at lunchtime, and, as she unknowingly drank the laxatives that had been put into her cup, that feeling began to grow rather quickly. It still wasn't too bad, but it made her nervous, especially because she was somewhat stuck in place now, with a toddler on either side of her. She told herself it really wasn't that bad, that she could surely wait until she was back home, since she really didn't want to have to use the potty for that in front of M07H3R, but the longer she sat there, the more her stomach began to grumble ominously.
She kept drinking her juice, thinking that might calm her belly down a little, unaware of the drug inside that was, in fact, just making things worse. It turned out she had drank her juice much faster than the twins, and by the time she had finished, they were barely halfway done, and seemed quite content with cuddling up closer to her now that she didn't have one hand raised to her mouth with the sippy cup. Being stuck in the middle, Sierra had little else to do but wiggle in place and think about her rumbling tummy, which she was sure was only making it seem like she had to go a lot worse than she really did.
"Hey, umm, don't you guys want to go play?" she asked finally, sure she would feel better if she could just get up and walk around a little. "Maybe you should build something cool with your blocks!"
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Blocks sounded like a good idea. The twins looked at each other and nodded, but each took a handfull of Sierra's skirt, trying to keep her part of the group and drag her over to the play blocks with them. It showed off her pull-up a little, but the twins didn't seem to care a bit about that. They wanted to play now that they were done with their bottles.
Jamie was quick to knock a bin over and spill a pile of blocks onto the floor. He wanted to make a castle. Chris didn't so much care what they built so long as Sierra helped. Her obvious signs of discomfort were something they were picking up on, and happy to see her squirm about. M07H3R seemed to notice it too. "Sierra sweetie, are you okay over there? Do you need me to take you to the potty again?" she asked.
The feeling was coming on strong. It was a bit stronger and quicker then Sierra was used too, but at the same time, it went away slightly as she was moving, dulling down and almost returning to normal, but then it'd jump back a moment and then go away. It was odd. It kind of felt like she needed to go potty, but at the same time it might have just been too much juice and lunch earlier.
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"Hey!" Sierra let out a small squeal as the twins grabbed her, pulling them along with her over to the blocks. She hadn't expected that, since the boys were usually quite content to entertain each other without her help, but at the very least moving around soothed her tummy a bit, and she still felt a little too guilty to try to pull away. If they wanted to play, she supposed there was no real harm in it.
She gave a little jump as Jamie pushed over the container of blocks, though she chastised herself for it. What else had she been expecting? She fidgeted in place as they began to debate what they were going to make, quickly stepping in to quiet them down. "Let's just make a castle, then," she said, grabbing some of the blocks and settling down to begin building. She blushed slightly at M07H3R's question, but was quick to answer, "I'm fine!"
A few moments later, as the urge hit her again, she felt less certain. She really wasn't sure what was going on, but it just didn't seem possible that she had to go so badly already. The more she thought about it, the more certain she was that it was just some gas. She kept hoping it would go away, but as she helped out in the construction of the castle, it didn't, or at least not for more than a couple minutes at a time.
She had chosen to sit furthest away from the blocks, thinking that the activity of going back and forth to get them would continue to keep her stomach calm, but as the building went on, she quickly grew tired of having to get up to walk a few steps, then sit back down, and the relief it brought was hardly worth the trouble, so, to make it a little easier on herself, she decided not to bother standing up. Instead, she just crawled over to grab whatever block she felt her wall needed next, then back to her spot. She didn't even think about it at first, since it just seemed more convenient, but in the middle of one trip, it hit her just how ridiculous she must look. Her, an adult, crawling around, playing with blocks, in a pull-up.
She blushed, squirming in place, just as the urge hit her again, even worse than before. Sure it was no big deal, she gave the smallest push, figuring she would feel better if she just let out a little fart. Unfortunately, that wasn't what happened. Her eyes widened as, instead of air, she was sure she felt something much worse come from out of her. Her heart almost stopped in terror. Could she really have..? There was no way!
Realizing she had been there, on her hands and knees, block in hand, for what might have been a little too long, she hurried back to her spot. She hesitated for just a moment before sitting, but knew that taking too much time would only make M07H3R suspicious, so she sat. Instantly, she knew she was in trouble. The seat of her diaper felt sticky and warm, in a way it hadn't been just moments before. Instantly, she felt even more silly as she sat there, squirming and trying not to blush and give herself away.
But what could she do? It didn't feel like it was much, but she had a bad feeling it would be enough. Was she really going to be heading back to diapers again, just because of a little accident like this? It wasn't fair! But what could she do? The bathroom was locked, and M07H3R was watching her every move, not to mention that the twins seemed to be obsessed with keeping her around them for some reason. There was no way she could get away and change her pants without anyone noticing! If only she had her wand here, she could sneak off and have any number of ways to fix this, but it was tucked away at home, leaving her helpless. That messy smear on the back of her training pants was a time bomb waiting to go off. As was the continued rumbling in her stomach, which threatened to make things even worse.
Construction on her part of the castle halted as she sat there, wriggling anxiously, wracking her brain desperately as she tried to think of some way to get out of this. To not wind up in diapers, like the kids she was taking care of. There had to be something she could do! There just had to!
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Given that Sierra had been fed the toddler medicine earlier to keep her regular, M07H3R knew that the girl would likely need to go to the potty soon. Hearing the affirmation that she didn't need to go was good enough, but she knew she couldn't trust Sierra all the time; especially as today had evidenced. Just as the android was about to start a pants check of the playroom, there came a ring from the front. Looking at the clock, it was pick-up time. The toddlers parents usually came around this time, and the twins parents would be along not long after. M07H3R gave a nod to Sierra, "Watch over them please," she said indicating the twins as she lifted the toddlers out of the playpen and brought them toward the front door.
For a moment, it left Sierra alone in the playroom with just the twins. Her accident was small enough that it wasn't catching their attention by smell... but it really was just a matter of time before M07H3R either insisted she go try and use the potty. If she was found out, it was very likely she'd end up in diapers. The fact she still felt the building need to go certainly didn't help matters.
Kurin had also said something earlier that day that stuck with Sierra a little bit. She'd been warned about 'setting an example' but M07H3R had also been told if she keeps throwing a fit, she could be put on a leave of her duties and treated as a week long stay occupant. There'd been a time or two in the past where they'd had long stay occupants, usually they slept at the daycare overnight. Kurin couldn't think she'd be staying overnight at her job! Could she?
"Sierra! Your castle's poopy!" one of the twins said frowning. He said it meaning she was slacking on her building, but it could have easily been applied to her and the state of her pull-up... which with a sudden cramp of pressure she let out slight muffled fart... and possibly a little more then just gas with it.
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Sierra looked up at the sound of the doorbell, for a moment terrified that the twins' parents were there, and the boys would either drag her along to see them, or, even worse, the parents would decide to come into the playroom and see her there, on the floor, and somehow figure out that she was in training pants. Of course, it was usually the younger kids who got picked up first, and she let herself relax a bit as M07H3R took the babies out of the room. If they were getting picked up, though, that meant it wasn't too long until the twins' parents got there, too, and then she could go home! Right?
It was then that she recalled what Kurin had said and began to really worry about what it meant. She had assumed that if she could just keep her accident a secret until then, she would be able to go home and clean herself up there, but was that really going to be the case? Kurin hadn't really defined what exactly she meant by "throwing a fit", and Sierra had still resisted a little after her boss had left. And keeping M07H3R from checking her pull-ups might also qualify. But so might having an accident and earning her way back into diapers. If she could just find a way to clean herself up here, then she might be safe, though she wasn't entirely sure about that, either, but she wasn't sure how she could do that. M07H3R had left her alone, but she was just out in the hall, where Sierra would have to go to get to the bathroom, which was locked anyway.
She looked up as she heard one of the boys speak, cheeks flushing quickly. "Am not!" she snapped back instinctively, not fully processing what they'd said until the words were already out of her mouth. She squirmed as she felt the urge building inside her quickly, and, unable to help herself, she felt another small rush of warm stickiness push into her pull-ups before she could stop it. She let out a gasp as she got herself back under control, temporarily, fidgeting in place, feeling how much more of her underthings it felt like the mess was now covering, making it all the harder to ignore. Slowly, she was filling her training pants, and there was nothing she could do about it at the moment, as she earned her way back into diapers. The first time would probably have been enough for M07H3R, but even if not, this one had felt more substantial. But still, it wasn't a full blown accident! Maybe she could figure out some way to talk herself out of this... Not that it had worked for her so far.
"I don't wanna build anymore!" she announced, telling herself that her problem was that she was just sitting still. If she just got up and walked around some more, maybe, it would help, at least long enough for M07H3R to get back. Once that happened, she would let the robot take her to the bathroom, because by now it was obvious that if she didn't do that very soon, there would be no arguing that she hadn't earned another strike on her potty chart. Of course, that meant letting M07H3R see the current state of her pull-up, but there wasn't much she could do about that. For the moment, though, she had to convince the twins to let her go, so she could hopefully have some left in her bowels for the potty, as humiliating as that would be. "You shouldn't make fun of my castle, that's mean!" she informed them, even if it did look far less impressive than theirs', especially considering how much younger they were than her.
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"Oh they were no trouble at all, they've been the best behaved at daycare, even better then my usual helper..." M07H3R was saying at the front door with the two toddlers. "I'll see you both tomorrow!" It wouldn't be long before she returned to the playroom.
The twins didn't seem to care if she was done building. As far as they were concerned, this was a three person project they had started together and would finish together. "Buh you only half built it!" one of them said. "It looks dumb," said the other. They proceeded to start making faces at her, sticking their tongues out, crossing their arms, and generally of them being grumpy about it.
"The castle can wait, I think Sierra needs to go potty for now," M07H3R said as she came back into the room. Her settings were warning her that by now the medicine should have taken affect and the girl would certainly need to go. "Do you need to potty Sierra? I know I asked earlier, but maybe its a good time for you to try even if you don't feel like you need to go that bad," the android said, coming over and taking Sierra's hand to yank her up to her feet and lead her waddling toward the bathroom. The door unlocked with a click as the android got close and M07H3R brought them both inside.
Without a word of warning there was a yank and down came Sierra's skirt, falling to her feet, before turning the girl around to tug open the back of her pull-up to check what her system had warned her about. It was not a bad accident, but it was obvious that someone had messed themself a little. "Sierra... is there something you want to tell me?" M07H3R said with a stern voice.
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Sierra didn't really care what the castle looked like at the moment, but she still found herself sticking her tongue out at the twins in response. As M07H3R came back in, she blushed and pulled her tongue back into her mouth, hopefully before the robot could see her. Deciding that it would seem more mature if she asked to use the potty, rather than waiting to be asked, she started to open her mouth to speak, but M07H3R was too quick for her. This time, she didn't even wait for an answer before pulling Sierra to her feet and hauling her out of the playroom.
Sierra gulped, feeling like she was being led to her own execution as she stared back at the twins. If she was lucky, she'd go back in still in pull-ups. If not, she'd be in diapers like them! How would she live that down? Especially if they found out exactly how she'd earned them, which she wasn't sure she trusted M07H3R not to announce at some point.
She was still working on how to spin what she had done to keep M07H3R from thinking she deserved a demotion to diapers when, all of the sudden, her skirt was around her ankles, her training pants fully exposed. She let out a yelp, reaching down to try to cover them, but the robot was already spinning her around, and her stomach fell as she felt the waistband of the pull-ups being pulled open. M07H3R's tone made her squirm in place, recognizing it from the many times she'd heard it being used on a struggling potty trainer.
"Well, I..." she started, only to stop herself from saying she was feeling sick, not wanting to encourage another temperature taking. "I just..." She stopped again, remembering that M07H3R had just asked her if she needed to go not long before taking the toddlers out to be picked up, and she'd said no then. She was trapped, and she could think of no way out, other than to admit, "I had a-a little accident..."
Her timing was rather unfortunate, as another cramp hit her just then, and she winced and doubled over, only for her eyes to snap open wide as she felt something sliding out into her trainers, much more solid than the last incidents. She gasped, clasping her hands to the back of her pull-ups, telling herself that she had to hold it, that the toilet was literally inches away, but it was already too late, and all her hands did was let her feel the training pants fill from both the outside and in while she stood there, humiliated, helplessly emptying her bowels into her pants.
She could barely stand to look at M07H3R when she'd finished, but she managed to stare down at the robot's legs, trying even harder to come up with some excuse, any, that would change what had just happened. But all she could say as she stood there, shifting uncomfortably in her full pants was, "Umm... Umm..."
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M07H3R was looking at her with arms folded now. As Sierra finished her business, she nodded, as if seeming to come to a decision. She took one of Sierra's hands, "Form a fist," she ordered, and waited a moment for the stunned girl to do it, "Thumb out," she added, and as she did, she pushed the thumb into Sierra's mouth. "No more stories, no more whining. We're going to get you cleaned up," M07H3R said as she took the girl's other hand and led her right out of the bathroom, her bottom never even touching the potty.
Waddling in her full trainers, her skirt back in the bathroom, M07H3R made a bee-line for the nursery and the changing table in it. "Really... thinking you were an adult. I just watched you have a messy accident not a foot away from the potty!" she said. Her voice was loud enough that there was no way the twins didn't hear her... and sure enough, their faces peaked around the corner of the doorway, giggling as they saw the nanny-bot lifting Sierra under the arms to the changing table, strapping her down.
"Until you can prove you don't need them, you're going right back into diapers!" the android ordered, reaching under the changing table and pulling out the supplies she'd need. Powder, wipes, a thick childish disposable. In front of the twins she ripped the sides of the pull-up and slowly pulled it off of Sierra, lifting her by the ankles to clean her off like a toddler. Her adulthood was effectively gone now. The android had registered her as just another baby, at least for the moment. The toddlers snickered, and Sierra was treating to her first diaper change since childhood with an extra helping of humiliation.
Every time she tried to talk, or whine, or argue, or complain, M07H3R just paused and pushed the thumb back in her mouth. "Baby girls who poop themselves can keep their mouth occupied until they're properly diapered," she warned.
After a thorough wiping, followed by a liberal amount of baby powder, Sierra's bottom was lowered onto a thick disposable diaper, and M07H3R waisted no time taping her snugly into it. Just as she finishing up and running a finger along the leg guards to insure a good fit. There was a chime from the front door. The last parents to pick up the twins.
"Good timing," M07H3R said, as she lifted Sierra up, leaving her in just a t-shirt and diaper.
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Sierra felt so humiliated, so ridiculous, that it wasn't until she was being pulled past the playroom, sucking her thumb, training pants drooping behind her, that she realized she had left her skirt behind, making sure there was no way that the twins could have missed the sight of her messy pants, as if M07H3R's words wouldn't have been bad enough on their own. Cheeks burning, she found herself sucking on her thumb involuntarily as her stomach twisted in humiliation while the robot put her onto the changing table again. Unlike this time, however, she was on her back, and she wouldn't be leaving the table without a diaper on, she was sure. No matter how bad the thermometer had been, she still would have preferred it. Especially when she heard the giggles of the twins, turning to see them watching the show.
Sierra tried to beg M07H3R to give her another chance, or at least chase the twins away, but the robot was having none of it. Sierra's face burned as she felt the cool air on her crotch, knowing that there was now REALLY no way she could try to tell the twins she hadn't really had an accident. Her stomach churned as she felt M07H3R's hand on her ankles, easily lifting them, just like she did with the babies, then violently lurched as it was settled back down onto a thick, crinkling diaper, freshly cleaned and powdered.
Sierra had to admit that she had sometimes wondered what it must feel like to the children, getting changed by M07H3R, who always seemed so fast and efficient with her changes. Especially compared to Sierra, who just assumed that their parents were as ineffective as herself with this sort of thing, but she had never been so curious as to want to find out like this! She'd been diapered more times than she cared to remember, but this felt completely different, somehow. It had just all happened so fast, she'd barely had time to register how humiliating it was to feel her backside being wiped clean, then having powder rubbed into it, and then, as she tried to process all of that, she felt her thighs being forced slightly apart by the bulk of the diaper between them. She managed a weak, "No!" from behind her thumb, and then she heard the all too familiar sound of the diaper's tape being readied, and then it was over.
She squirmed in shock and discomfort at the worryingly familiar sensation between her legs, blushing as M07H3R's finger slid around the legholes, feeling so odd and slightly invasive, and exactly what she'd seen the robot do a hundred other times before... with babies. Now it was happening to her, and it all felt so surreal, especially as she glanced down at the boys, knowing that she was dressed so similarly to them now. Her diapers might be a size or two bigger, but they only used one brand there at the daycare, so that was about the only difference.
The sound of the doorbell made her jump, then sent a wave of relief over her. The twins' parents must be there, meaning that she was almost free from this insanity. There was a slight, terrifying, possibility that M07H3R would make her stay there overnight, but surely the robot wasn't crazy enough for that! The next day at work might be humiliating if M07H3R forced her to wear diapers again, this time the whole day, but at least she could go back to her real underwear when she got home in just a little bit.
The way M07H3R picked her up, however, made Sierra feel a little less certain that was really how things were going to go. She wasn't sure what the robot was planning, exactly, but she didn't want to run the risk of being carried to the door like this, her thick diaper completely exposed to the world, and she hoped for some kind of hint as to whether she'd be allowed to leave now that the kids were about to be all gone. "I'll, uh... go start cleaning the playroom!" she suggested, trying to wriggle out of M07H3R's arms. "That way it'll, uh.. be done quicker so we can get going!" She knew that M07H3R didn't have anywhere to go, of course, but she was too nervous to think of anything else to say, still blushing as she felt the twins' eyes on her and her new underwear.
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After her first-hand experience with a diaper change from M07H3R, Sierra was carried on M07H3R's hip. At her struggling the bot just gave her thigh a light smack. "No fussing hun, even if you're not going to help any more today, you're at least going to behave."
The twins giggled behind her as they watched her padded behind get carried to the door. "Mommy! Daddy!" they said in unison, running past M07H3R and Sierra to hug their parent's legs. "Hopefully they were well behaved today?" the mother asked a bit tiredly. She looked up from the boys and saw Sierra who she'd seen many times before but... never like this. "Oh... uh... everything all right?" she asked. The father just chuckled at this curiosity.
"They were better then their average behavior today," M07H3R reported. "In point of fact, they actually were NOT the most bratty today," she said and punctuated the statement with pats to Sierra's diapered bottom. "I know you know my usual helper here, she's been having a few accidents and set backs today, and the owner didn't want any exceptions. No one's above the daycare rules and the kids know that now," she said.
The twins giggled looking at each other, knowing the real reason Sierra was like that, but they didn't say anything, instead just offering an angelic. "Bye Sierra! We'll see you tomorrow! We had lots of fun today."
When the group of them were gone, M07H3R just smiled. "All right, come on, now we can go clean up the playroom."
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Sierra blushed deeply as M07H3R settled her on her hip, just the way she tended to carry the babies. Her stomach churned as the robot began to move, feeling quite aware of the cool air on her legs, reminding her that there was nothing covering her diaper. Every giggle from the twins made her shrink a little further into the robot's arms, wishing she could somehow get away before M07H3R could reach the front door, but knowing that wasn't possible.
She tried to hide her face in M07H3R's side when she did, indeed, fail to escape, but it did no good, her cheeks turning an even brighter red as the twins' mother acknowledged her position, and even more as the father had the nerve to laugh at her. Sierra started to open her mouth to try to explain that it was their sons' fault, but M07H3R was too quick for her. She wanted to die right then and there as M07H3R told them she'd had accidents that day. She couldn't even really deny that fully anymore, even if the first had been because of the twins, and blushed bright red as the woman patted her diaper with a seemingly thunderous crinkle.
Even though they were just children, she wanted to jump down out of M07H3R's arms and spank the twins as they laughed at her as well, but M07H3R was still holding her tight. She didn't dare look up at the parents, but she was sure she could still feel their eyes on her. She just hoped that they didn't realize she was in the exact same diapers that the daycare kept their boys in... Well, and that they didn't tell anyone about what they had seen, or it was going to be awfully difficult to get another babysitting job, or respect.
It was quite a relief when they finally left, but the butterflies started back up in her stomach again at M07H3R's words. Normally, she would just go home after the kids were gone, leaving M07H3R with most of the clean up. Did this mean that she really was going to be staying here?! No way! Maybe M07H3R just wanted her to help this time as part of her punishment. She hoped that was the case, anyway. As long as she stayed here, away from her wand, she was trapped! Trying to test the waters without giving the robot any ideas, she said, "Okay, we'll do that, and then I'll head out!," wriggling again and trying to get put down so she could do a quick job of straightening up the room so she could get away, and back to real underwear.
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"You're going to help clean up and then we'll see about dinner," M07H3R corrected as she released the girl to the playroom floor. "According to my owner, due to your behavior and accidents, you are to be treated as one of the residents until she says otherwise," the android said. She didn't say directly if Sierra would be staying this evening, but it certainly seemed to be heading that way.
M07H3R began cleaning up, but seeing as how she was doing most of the work and Sierra's lackluster enthusiasm to help, she eventually went over to the girl, scooped her up, and put her in the toddler play pen. "If your going to not be any help, I can just treat you ALL the way like a resident. Go ahead and play sweetie, I'll have your dinner ready shortly."
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Sierra frowned at M07H3R's words, not liking the implications of them. There was no mention of her going home at all, and if the robot had heard her, and there seemed little doubt that she had, since there was little that could get past her electronic hearing, she gave no indication of it. At first, Sierra thought she should probably help out, and show that she a mature adult who could take care of things herself. Then she actually began waddling across the playroom, trying to get used to the feeling of the diaper's bulk between her legs. They seemed even thicker than most of the ones she'd worn before. Every step made her feel more ridiculous, and the idea of being stuck like this for the rest of the day, let alone the rest of the week, made her feel quite annoyed and frustrated. Besides, cleaning wasn't her job! She was just there to watch the kids! It wasn't fair!
She let out a small squeak as she was picked up, wondering what was going on, a little afraid she was in trouble. Her stomach twisted as she was set down in the playpen, just like one of the toddlers. "No!" she declared, this insult pushing her too far. She stomped her foot, then started trying to climb out of the pen. "I am NOT a resident! I'm not staying in this stupid thing, and I'm not eating here! I'm going home!" After a moment, she added, "And I was trying to help! I'm just not used to this damn diaper, and I'm not a stupid robot like you! I'm doing my best!" Now that the kids were all gone, there seemed little point in trying to contain her anger at M07H3R and her situation. There was nobody else to try to hide what was happening from, and M07H3R seemed determined not to pay attention to her while she was trying to maturely, in her opinion, talk some sense into her.
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Its odd how maturity sure seemed to look different from another perspective. As M07H3R's programming went, she was instructed by her owner to look after Sierra. Sierra had been building an impressive list of infractions through out the day: accidents, inappropriate behavior, foul language, lying, refusing instruction from M07H3R and now refusing a request from her employer.
M07H3R stopped her cleaning and took a step between the exit of the playroom and Sierra. "Sierra," she said in a rather louder voice then was normal. "You will be staying over night. You will remain in diapers. And you will behave like a good little girl. I still have a job to do, and although you are no longer on the clock, you will not distract me from it with your naughtiness!" she said.
In one swift move, she'd taken Sierra by the hand and was marching her over to the rocking chair in the corner. M07H3R took a seat, and with a yank, tugged Sierra over her lap. She pulled up her shirt, and luckily, didn't undo Sierra's diaper... but with a hand that had a core of steel, the padding wasn't going to offer up much of a buffer. With a loud WHAP, M07H3R took a break from cleaning to help silence the daycare's guest for the night. "Bad girl!" the android said as she started a steady spanking, her hand coming down 15 times in hard whaps on Sierra's diapered bottom.
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Sierra had to admit, seeing M07H3R block her path was a little scary, as was listening to the robot tell her what it thought was going to happen that day. But there was no way Sierra was going to accept that! She'd only been in the diaper for a little while now, but already she knew there was no way she was going to spend a whole night in it! The very thought made her shiver. And she had her own home to go to, with no need to stay here, in the daycare, like some little kid!
No, M07H3R was really malfunctioning now if she thought that was going to happen! She started to step around the robot, only to be tugged back in the other direction, as she felt M07H3R's hand close around her own. Just as she'd been finding all day, she was no match against her co-worker's strength, and had no choice but to follow her to the rocking chair. She felt rather confused, and wasn't sure what was happening. Even as M07H3R pulled her over her lap, she was uncertain.
Of course she knew the possibility, but there was no way! She'd never seen M07H3R spank the children! Surely this was a bluff, at best! She sniffed, preparing to declare to M07H3R that she didn't scare her, when, all of the sudden, she felt a hard smack to her backside. Her eyes widened, and, to her embarrassment, a spurt of urine squirted into her diaper. "No!" she wailed, trying in vain to squirm away. "No, you can't do this!" But that did no good, as the spanking just continued. "Stooop!" she whined, tears starting to form in her eyes. Through the embarrassment and pain, it felt like the spanking went on for hours, and, within the first ten whaps, she was bawling like a baby, legs kicking helplessly behind her as she continued begging M07H3R, even as her tears made it more difficult to understand her words. "S-stop it! This isn't f-fair! I'm not a baby! You can't do this!"
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Ignoring her pleas, M07H3R just continued. "You are acting like a baby, and you've been behaving like a brat. Spanking isn't utilized around here often, most of the parents have such options restricted for use against their children on my settings. You however, do not. And until you apologize for your misbehavior and promise to be good for the evening, I'm just going to turn your bottom pink," M07H3R said as she continued the steady beat of spanks against Sierra's rear.
When they'd reached 20, M07H3R held her hand up, ready to deliver another 10 if need be. "Sierra, are you going to apologize for your behavior and be good? If I put you in the playpen, will you remain there until I finish cleaning and we get started on dinner?"
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M07H3R's words only made Sierra more angry. That wasn't fair! There was nothing for her to apologize for! None of this had been her fault, and there was no way she was going to say it was! This was totally ridiculous! She struggled on M07H3R's lap, sulking, thinking about all the bratty things the kids had done that hadn't earned them a spanking, only for her to wind up being the very first Sierra had seen get one herself. Since she was an adult herself, she thought she should have been allowed to restrict that option, too, but she'd never been given that choice... Not that she'd expected that she would need to.
She let out a little gasp as there was finally a break in the spanking, but couldn't help glaring defiantly up at M07H3R after her questions. "I-I have been good!" she pouted. "This isn't fair! I don't deserve any of this! You let me go right now, you stupid bucket of bolts!"
She quickly realized just how bad that decision had been, wailing as the spanking resumed. "No, stop it!" she whined, groaning as she wondered just how sore her backside was going to be after this. This spanking was shorter, but since her bottom was already throbbing from the first round, it felt all the worse, and she felt humiliated as her bladder fully gave in partway through, making her feel her diaper grow warm and wet around her as the spanking carried on. She hated herself for giving up so easily, but after the second round, she didn't even wait for the question. "I-I'm sorry!" she wailed. "I-I'll be good, I'll be a good baby!"
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As Sierra finally caved in, M07H3R lowered her hand, patting her wet bottom softly. "You better be as good as your word sweetie, or it'll be right back over my knee," she said as lifted Sierra up and got out of the rocking chair. She carried her babyfied helper over to the playpen and set her down in it. She used a thumb to dab away the tears and sniffling that the spanked girl had, before reaching into her apron and getting out a pacifier, pressing it forcefully into Sierra's mouth. "Play quietly till I'm done," she warned.
M07H3R turned and left Sierra in the playpen while she started to do the job that she did every day at that time. She cleaned, straightened, and prepped the room for another day of babies and kids. It took her about 30 minutes, letting Sierra stew with her pink bottom. When she was finally done, M07H3R came back over and without so much as a warning she scooped Sierra up and carried her out of the playroom, heading for the kitchen. "Tonight's schedule is going to be dinner, bathtime, and then bedtime. You're obviously in need of a good night's rest, so I don't want any complaints about an early bedtime," M07H3R warned.
Sierra was placed in a high chair in the kitchen, and anticipating her usual fussiness, M07H3R was quick with the tray to lock her into it.
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Sierra thought she'd gotten about as low as she could as she was set down on her sore, wet bottom in the playpen. At least until she saw the pacifier. She was still sniffling from the pain, but she managed a weak protest, though not nearly enough to stop M07H3R from slipping the thing into her mouth. She wanted to spit it out, but she couldn't find the courage to actually do it, not now that she knew M07H3R was willing and able to spank her if she felt it was deserved.
So she just sat there, fidgeting in place as she tried to find a position that provided a little relief to her throbbing bottom, and kept her from feeling how squishy and increasingly cool her diaper was now. How many kids had she seen get placed in the playpen by M07H3R to calm down? How many had she put in there herself? Why hadn't she just helped out with the cleaning a little more? Maybe it wasn't her job, but at least then she could pretend things were normal, and she probably wouldn't have even used her diaper. Now, there was no doubt that she was just another disobedient child.
Somehow, as she sat there, sulking and sniffing, too scared to take the pacifier out, she found herself starting to explore it slightly, feeling its unfamiliar shape with her tongue, shifting it around in her mouth, and then, without really thinking about it, starting to suck on it. She told herself it was just because there wasn't much else to do, but if she was being honest with herself, that was one part of this whole thing she had never minded too much. There was something quite soothing about pacifiers, though she wished that wasn't something she knew first hand.
She was still a bit lost in thought when M07H3R returned and picked her up, making her give a little gasp of surprise. She had just enough time to wonder where they were going before they arrived, and she was plopped into another piece of furniture she'd used on many children, and given her itinerary for the rest of the day, to her increasing horror, the plans punctuated with a click as the highchair's tray was locked into place. "B-But..." she started to protest, letting the pacifier finally drop out of her mouth and onto the tray, stopping herself only because M07H3R had just told her not to do that very thing, and not knowing how much more she could push the robot.
"That's not fair!" she declared finally, shaking the tray slightly to try to dislodge it, even though she knew quite well that it was designed to keep the squirmiest of children in place so they wouldn't have to worry about them falling and hurting themselves. "I'm not even hungry yet!" she claimed. That wasn't exactly true, as it was getting close to her normal dinner time, but she doubted she would be hungry for whatever M07H3R would make for her. "And I'll go to bed early, but not this early! That's crazy!" It made her cheeks burn to think about how closely her schedule was likely to be mirroring that of the twins, and other kids, she'd been caring for that day. Although they probably weren't even going to be put to bed that early! She wasn't sure how long it would take for M07H3R to make the food, give it to her, and bathe her, but she had no doubt she'd be tucked away by 8 pm, at the latest, if things went according to the robot's plans. "Can't I at least sit in a normal chair? You know I don't need a high chair!"
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"Don't need a high chair?" M07H3R repeated back to her as she started gathering up the girl's dinner. "You've also told me you didn't need to use the bathroom, about 20 minutes before you pooped in your pull-up... and let's not forget you didn't need a sippy cup, right before you spilt your drink on the floor. ... No sweetie, I think you've struggled a bit with knowing what you did and did not need. That's what caretakers are for, that's what *I* am for," M07H3R replied as she returned and took a bib, tying it around the squirming girl's neck.
Sierra's dinner was not going to be particularly pleasant. It was healthy sure, but it was baby food, straight from the jars. Sweet potatoes, sweet peas, apple sauce and prunes; or really orange mush, green mush, yellow mush and purple mush. All served up in a bright pink plastic spoon shaped to look like a flattened happy tug-boat.
"Ready for num-num's Sierra?" M07H3R said happily, shifting into dinner mode. She scooped up a spoonful of orange mush. It was mostly a rhetorical question, as ready or not, Sierra's tummy was going to be filled. "Mmmmm!" M07H3R said, as if she knew the food was tasty, pushing a spoonful into Sierra's mouth, probably in the middle of a protest. She had machine efficiency and patience on her side, and spoonful after spoonful, bite by bite, she emptied the four jars of baby food. "Toot toot! He's comes the boat!" "Dropping off yummy cargo!" "Watch out for the waves!" It was speech that Sierra had actually heard once or twice before, as M07H3R fed babies based on her programming... it was just new to hear it as SHE was the baby for the robot.
By the time the last jar was empty, there was little bit of mush around the corners of Sierra's mouth and cheek. M07H3R was happy to clean her up with a damp paper towel. "There's a good girl, all done. Would you like a bottle of formula to wash it down? Or something more comforting for a girl who's been a brat all day?"
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Sierra gave a frustrated sigh as the bib was tied around her neck, knowing this was yet another fight she wasn't going to win. It didn't seem like she could win any argument today, and she supposed that, as her humiliations went, this was a rather minor one. Or, at least, she thought so, until the jars of baby food were set down on the tray in front of her. "No," she whined, staring at them. "Come on, you know..."
She was silenced with a spoon full of mush, making her wrinkle her nose and squirm in her seat. Was M07H3R serious?! This whole baby act was horrible, but the robot knew that she wasn't really an infant! Surely she knew that Sierra could eat solid food, instead of this gunk! She stared down at the jars in horror, reading what they were. "But I don't..." she began again, earning herself another mouthful of sweet potatoes. The only flavor of the bunch that she cared for at all was applesauce. And, to be honest, it made her blush a little to think about just how much that looked like the applesauce she normally ate. She'd seen M07H3R feed plenty of babies, and done so herself, but she'd never realized that before.
She thought that at least she wouldn't have to eat too much of any one flavor, since M07H3R had brought out four whole jars, but she was wrong again. She was a bit confused when M07H3R simply kept pushing in more and more of the sweet potatoes, until she looked down and saw that the jar was almost empty. Why had the robot brought out all the other flavors if it was just going to feed her one?! Just to tease her? At least she was almost done, she thought, and while she did still feel a little hungry, she didn't particularly want to move on to peas, or, even worse, prunes.
So when M07H3R scraped out the last of the sweet potatoes, Sierra reached up for her bib, prepared to take it off and get ready to get free of the chair, only to be surprised by another spoon, this one full of green mush. She whimpered at the taste, trying again to tell M07H3R that she didn't like them, once again just making it easier for the robot to fill her tummy full of the stuff. Surely she would stop at two jars, though, wouldn't she?
No, of course not! Sierra wasn't happy to see M07H3R move on to another jar, though she was glad that it was the applesauce. It was much less sweet than the stuff she usually ate, but otherwise it was just fine, other than her not feeling like she had much room left for it. She tried to tell M07H3R that she was full, but, just like the robot did with children who tried to tell it that, it just kept feeding her, saying the exact same things it would to the infants. She was so used to standing there, watching, or looking after the older kids. Now she was the one being told to open up.
And then, finally, M07H3R moved on to the prunes. Sierra was stuffed already, and the prunes were the jar she'd been looking forward to the least, by far. She wasn't a fan of sweet potatoes or peas, but she'd eat them if she absolutely had to. Prunes, on the other hand... Yuck! It was all the worst coming up last, as if it were some kind of dessert, and while she was already more than full enough from everything else to make swallowing any more a challenge anyway. "No, I won't!" she declared, with much the same results as every other time, other than a bit of the purple goo winding up oozing down her face.
The jar was the same size as all the others, but it seemed to go on for much longer, as each bite was a struggle. The amount of food, and the flavor, made her think to her messy accident, and she began to hope that M07H3R was going to let her back into training pants the next day, or else all this baby food she'd been fed would be winding up in her diaper. Just like everyone else who was subjected to this high chair, even if she was 17 or 18 years older than any of them.
By the time the last jar finally ran empty, she felt worn out, barely mustering a pout as M07H3R wiped her face off. She wrinkled her nose again at the mention of formula, remembering how it had upset her tummy the last time. "I don't want formula!" she blurted out, hardly thinking about what the other choice might be, but sure it had to be better. "And I haven't been a brat!" she shook her head, crossing her arms. "This whole thing is just stupid! I don't know why you won't listen to me!"