Published: November 19th 2021, 9:23:44 am
I'm shuddering and babbling incoherently. The rubber nurse has to put a pacifier in my mouth just to keep from sending everyone else in the nursery into a horny frenzy with all my moans. I'm so overstimulated my legs are actually shaking as the nurse reaches deep into me and widens me out. I can feel that orgasm coming as the feeling that at first was scary is now allowed to build. Closer. A little closer now. Oh god... yes!
Then, just as I feel my orgasm approaching, they stop and pull out their gloved arm, leaving me with an empty feeling. That doesn't last long, however.
"Okay, little one. Time to bring out the serious toys."
Sure enough, a gigantic butt plug the size of my thigh is brought out by a second rubber-clad assistant. I takes both of them to install it. One holds my asscheeks open while the other presses the 'butt blaster' buttplug against my sloppy hole. With a lot of grunting and effort on everyone's part, the seemingly impossible task of fitting that monster inside me begins. As the three of us push, grunt, and huff, the plug starts to go in inch by inch. It's a slow process and I'm sweating bullets, but eventually it reaches the halfway point. That's when it gets far enough in to be sucked in by my body. I feel noticeably stuffed with it in, and the pressure on my bladder makes me feel like I have to pee.
"I think we'd better catheterize the piglet, in case it makes it hard for them to pee," ys nurse 1.
"I agree," says nurse 2.
I watch, turned on and completely embarrassed as they shove the long flexible hose up my peepee. I immediately start gushing pee once it gets where they want it to be, and with a little injection of water into the balloon, the device is set, and I'm dripping uncontrollably. Then, under my tush go the several inches of rubber-coated padding, which are brought up and over my crotch, but not before they stuff it with thick padding to hold all my pee.
"Don't think we would forget about that, little one. Some nice thick cloth stuffers ought to do."
As if it weren't thick enough already. By the time they are through with me, I'm waddling wider than a crab. The heavy butt plug only makes the waddle more pronounced as I struggle to walk normally. I might have to resort to crawling...
"Okay, cutie. Go ahead and pick your place to play today. You can choose any area you like, and no penalties today because you already got the maximum size plug you can handle for today.
I look around. If there's one thing I think I've failed to explain about Davey's Daycare, it's the size of the place. Imagine one of those funny rube-goldberg houses that everyone had in 90s kids' shows meets McBurger's PlaySpace meets technicolor sex dungeon meets kinky natural history museum, then multiply it by a scale of 20. Basically, it has everything.
Medical play? You got it.
Want to play in a playspace complete with slide and ballpit? No problem.
Traditional nursery? It might be a lot shinier and slipperier than you're used to but it has that too.
Tickle torture? Foot fetish? Infantilism? Watersports? Whatever kink you're into, Davey's got you covered, and then some. The only catch is, it's full of traps and 'helpers' to make those of us in daycare pick up new kinks, and maybe even have a sticky accident. That would normally have you sent straight off to the naughty corner for more 'training', but today I get carte blanche to wander around. This is definitely something to be excited about. The question was... where will I crawl off to?
[Where to next? Only you can decide! Stay tuned for the little Waddlers' CYOA!]