The sales girl attempted to page my mother on the malls intercom for close to a hour while i sat next to her trying my best not to be seen. After awhile she decided it was best to bring me to the malls daycare center, of course they are better suited to take care of a toddler that the sales girl.

After arriving at the daycare I'm set inside a playpen with a sudden pop as the snaps on my shortalls come loose, left to sit fully exposing my soaked diaper and listen to the sales girl and the daycare worker. Though the sales girl still thinks i'm a actual baby the caretaker doesn't seem to be affected by the paci, But if she knows I'm a teenager why is she allowing me to be checked in as a toddler?

another great piece by  catmonkshiro