This choice: Try to convince her to pick someone else. • Go Back...Chapter #5Try to convince her to pick someone else. by: Hana   "N... I-I... I'm not.." I open my mouth to try to say no, struggling to make a noise and shaking like a leaf. I can't outright deny her, getting picked really made me happy after all. She giggles, patting my head to my discomfort. I straighten my hair out, gulping as she suddenly grabs my hand, pulling me forward through the crowd.
"Don't be so worried, it's nothing scary! You'll have to get on a stage sometime, but for now if you get to nervous don't worry about it, we'll just get another girl up here. So do your best!" She says as she leads me up onto the stage, holding my hand tight. It's strangely comforting even though she's basically telling me to 'suck it up', nodding to her as she gets back on the podium, my shaking having gone down. Heh, she has to stand on a stool behind the podium. "So, once again, I'm your student council president, Jane, and..." She steps away, gesturing for me to step up. I gulp, gripping my skirt tight as I get up on the podium, having to raise the mic a little.
"I..I'm Malu.. And I look forward to attending classes with you!" I say, stammering out the last part quickly and pulling Jane back onto the podium, biting my lip as the crowd claps loudly.
"So, first I want to talk about the rules. Malu, have you read the Freshman-specific rulebook?" Jane says, an excited smile on her face. She must really like the rules, I guess she is the student body president. I shake my head no, our presenter looking a little more excited now. I jump a little as I suddenly hear some sort of snapping noise all around and some quiet murmurs from the audience, but Jane just smiles at me reassuringly so I'll ignore it for now. "Oh but that's my favorite part of this entire school!" She says, hooking up a mic to her collar as she steps off the podium, holding both my hands. "I'm sure you all love those full scholarships, right?" W-Wait what, every freshmen got a full ride here!? "Well if you read your fine print like attentive girls, you'd notice that you all got a full ride because not only are you attending, but you've also been 'hired' for our university's activities." She says. What? What does that mean..? "Ah, you look confused. Multiple experiments are conducted here yearly, largely on development and social experiments, but there's one in-particular that was the reason this school got funded in the first place five years ago." She says, looking over my shoulder as I hear some things get rolled onto the stage behind me. W..Is that a changing table..? "Oh let's just cut to the point, I've been dying for this moment! All freshmen, with exception for medical conditions, are from this point on infants!" She says, a deafening uproar rising from the crowd. I gasp as she tugs me towards the changing table suddenly, pushing me up onto it. I go along with her in my confusion, a little afraid of how hard my reputation would be hit if I ran off stage now.
"W-What in the world does that mean!?" I cry, suddenly silenced as she slips a rubber nipple into my mouth, grinning down at me sadistically with a hand on my chest to keep me in my place. How much muscle is she hiding under those sleeves!?
"It means exactly what it sounds like Malu! All of you freshmen are babies, and there's nothing you can do about it. If you leave the campus prematurely or disobey you'll be breaching the contract and fined ten times the amount we are paying to have you!" I feel my heart sink as the news hits me, the crowd suddenly growing quiet as well. A baby..? I'm already teased over my height constantly, b-but baby!? What about college!? "I won't explain to many of the rules, I don't want all you little girls getting tired or give your mommies nothing to tell you about, plus who tells a baby all the rules?" She says with a chuckle, ignoring my horrified face as she strips me of my panties, holding them up like a treasure. "Ooooh these are so cute! Wearing panties with bunnies on them even though she's eighteen! I'm soooo jealous of whoever gets Malu as their baby!" She says as I cover my face in shame. I knew I should have stayed in the crowd god damn it!
"Mommies..?" I mutter hesitantly, though I already have an idea of what that may be. She beams, taking my legs and putting them in spreaders on each side of the table, fully exposing everything under my skirt, though only Jane could see it well right now.
"Yep, upperclassmens who are in the child care program! We have a lot of majors that heavily involve things like child care, understanding, treatment, all sorts of things! Aaaah you're even already hairless, you're such a perfect baby Malu! Well behaved to!" She says, taking out a ridiculously thick white diaper, unfolding it and slipping it under my bottom very quickly with expertise. "And that's why you get to be the first baby diapered! Who's a good baby, who's my good wittle girl? You are!" She says in a childish tone, shaking a rattle as she rubs baby oil into my diaper area and then coats my diaper area and thighs in baby powder, sweet smelling and thorough. Very quickly she folds the diaper up between my legs, the padding actually so thick that I have no choice but to keep my legs spread even if they were out of the spreader, and tapes it snugly in place, looking down at her work proudly and patting the thick poof between my legs before removing my legs from the spreaders, sitting me up on the edge.I tug on the skirt desperately trying to cover it, but it won't even cover half of my diaper! "Naughty girl!" I yelp as she suddenly slaps my hands, pouting at me as the pacifier tumbles out of my mouth. "Good girls don't even touch their skirts, so mommy can check their diapys easily." She says with a suddenly stern tone, putting the pacifier in my mouth again and holding it in place as I try to spit it out, grinning. "You will all receive punishments fitting for a baby of course, you all agreed to it in the contracts after all. Spankings, enemas, time outs, etcetera. And your mommies will be more than happy to deliver them." She says with a sadistic grin.
"But enough talk about naughty girls and Mommys!" She says, grabbing my hand and pulling me off the table. I gasp as my feet touch the ground, having to lean against her just to stay up, the diaper forcing my legs apart. "Tonight you'll only be fed bottles with muscle relaxant in them, and tomorrow is when the fun begins. You'll all start out in diapys like Malu here's, the thickest we've got that will keep you from walking on your own so you can't wander off easily." She says, kissing my cheek as tears well up in my eyes. "There are ten different levels of potty training, and you'll all be starting at the same level as Malu here at level 1, the same as a newborn baby! Level six is where Mommy will start letting you wear training panties, and your student ID cards will allow you access to the bathrooms alone. It's also the potty training level you need to be at or higher by the end of the semester if you don't want to be a freshman again." She says, swallowing a lump in my throat at the thought. W-Well, I'm already potty trained so it shouldn't be hard at all, right? "You've all been assigned a daycare class based on your schedules you filled out that you will attend every weekday as long as your mommies have class, where we'll keep your potty charts. The two babies that have the least accidents that week in the class get to move up a level in potty training, while the two who have the most accidents go down a level. Of course, if you're at level one already you instead get scheduled spankings for every used diaper for a week, and punishments before and after bed and naptime." She says, patting my padded ass and holding me in place. "Sadly I think the time has come for you to go get picked up by your Mommies." She says, looking at me sadly. "Be a good girl Malu, come play with Jane sometime..." She says, kissing my forehead before picking me up and carrying me to my seat, were I get sat down and immediately strapped in. "Now remember, sophomore mommies only get two babies, juniors and seniors get three. So don't bother a Mommy you like to much if she already has enough babies!" She says as child harnesses are suddenly attached to us from the back of the seats, squeezing my chest tight. I watch as slowly the rows are filtered out, the leashes of the child harnesses getting grabbed by several upperclassmen with red and blue ribbons that pull all the girls along at the end of their leashes, clearly not very happy to come along.
"W-Wait, I c-hya!" I yelp as my leash gets a hard tug, sniffling as I get up on all fours, feeling more tugs from whoever's holding my leash. I stare at the ground in shame as I'm forced to crawl along behind them, hearing a few girls giggling at me even though they're about to be in the same position in mere moments.
"Are you alright Malu? Do you want me to carry you?" A concerned freshman says, looking down at me. An average height girl with no chest to speak of and her black hair in a ponytail, clearly strong. O-Oh my, she's wearing black lacy panties. "You look light, I'm sure I can do it!"   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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