Princess Orphanage

Chapter 6. Something new, or something old and forgotten.

I woke up early, I opened my eyes and noticed that the bottle I drank from during the night was gone and I had a pacifier in my mouth, the feeling between my legs was unusual and unpleasant, I stuck my hand under the blanket and touched the diaper, I realized it was wet, I wanted to cry from shame, but I just lay on the bed, sniffing from under the pacifier, until the nannies came. Zlata came in shouting, "Princess Korapuzi is awake, time to check the diapers and go eat" - saying this, Zlata went to each crib, opened the bars and told me to get out of the crib and make a report of the diapers, those that were wet or dirty were sent to the changing table and those that were dry were left in the crib. I was sixth in line and lay silently in the crib until Zlata came up to me and lowered the rim and then said: "Hi Evochka, come out and let's check your diaper" - I climbed out of the crib, stood on the floor and poked my finger on the pacifier, for further report. Eva took the pacifier from me and told me to start, which I did, "I'm Eva, I came here and would like you to check my diaper that I was issued because I pee like a little girl" - after my report Zlata checked my diaper and told me to go to the changing table. Next, when Zlata had changed everyone, she told us to stand in front of her, we stood in a row in front of her and she said: "Well done, you big ones do what you are told and follow the rules, and there are little ones who don't, and I want you to go over to the remaining babies in the cribs and do the same thing I did to you by telling them off and if their diapers are still dry, make them pee." After Zlata finished we went to look for victims, the first girl I came across wasn't exactly familiar to me, I walked over and lowered one wall of the bed and immediately noticed the lack of bulge on the pants, which told me that the diaper was dry, but I made sure of it by touching it with my hand and it was indeed dry.The girl took out her pacifier and started asking me not to tickle her, but if she didn't pee we would both be punished, and if she did, maybe she wouldn't be punished much and I wouldn't be punished at all. "At what point did I become afraid of punishment, I am 40 years old and I am with the body of a little girl, although that is the reason for the fear, I am now a small defenseless creature that can be done anything to," I thought and started tickling the girl and made her pee and then asked her to get up and report to me, which she did, getting up from the bed in a very puffy diaper and poking at the pacifier asking me to let her take it out and start her report. I allowed her to take the pacifier out of her mouth and begin her report, "I'm Dasha, stood up and asked me to check my diaper that I was issued for peeing in my crib like a little girl," said the girl I was taking the report from, whose name was Dasha. After taking the report, I checked the diaper and sent the girl to the changing table, she walked around waddling from side to side because the diaper was very puffy. I also checked and reported on three more babies, two of whom already had full diapers, and all I had to do was report and send them to the changing table. When there were no babies left on the bed, Zlata lined us up again and after telling us about the plans for the day, we went one by one to the dining room, which already looked different, the wallpaper was very childish, there were no tables, instead there were chairs with small tables, there were also many adult women in the room."Now, children, a woman will come to you, take you in her arms, put you on chairs and feed you, and those who resist will be punished. Is that understood?" - said Zlata, after which we all nodded, because we couldn't speak because of the pacifier in our mouths. We stood in a column one after another, one of the women came and took one child at a time, it was my turn, a young woman about 25 years old came to me, took me in her arms, carried me to a chair and put me there, fastened the straps on my torso, put on a bib and tied it around my neck, then she left and in a couple of minutes came back with a plate and a baby bottle. In the plate was oatmeal, which didn't seem so bad, the only bad thing was that I wasn't eating on my own and I was being spoon fed, so each time saying different phrases such as: "Vzhuh, flies the airplane right into Evochka's mouth, and well Evochka open wide mouth for the airplane" - or, for example, "For the teacher, for a sister, for another sister" - and the sisters were all the girls of our group, so there were a lot of spoons. When I finished, they took off my bib and unbuckled my straps, and then a woman took me in her arms and led me out of the dining room. We came to a door that also had a picture of a princess on it, and when we got there, I looked around and realized that this room was similar to the one where we were changed into diapers, but it was different in size, there was not just one pelinal table, but 20 of them, and a huge number of cabinets. The woman put me on the nearest table, undressed me and said: "Evochka, lie a little naked, let your body breathe, and then we'll give you a massage, and after that we'll get dressed and go for a walk," the woman tickled me and went to the locker, opening it as if she had entered Narnia.I lay naked for about 10 minutes and then a woman came out of the closet with a bag on her shoulder, walked over and said: "Here's our baby naked, I came to give you a massage and get you ready for a walk, let's turn over on your stomach and let's start" - the woman turned me over on my stomach and then took a tube out of the bag, dripped it on her palm and on me, started rubbing it on me and giving me a massage, it was the best minutes of my present and past life, such a massage was not given to me even by the most expensive masseurs. After a few minutes of relaxation, the woman turned me over on my back and started doing the same thing, but on my stomach, "Oh, how our baby likes the massage, she almost falls asleep. And by the way, I forgot that your teacher said to give you an enema before the walk, but that's okay, we'll do it now" - I came out of the state of relaxation from these words, enema is not needed now at all. The woman left and went back into the closet, when she came out she took out the enema and came over to me, turned me over on my stomach and anointed my ass with some ointment and the enema tip, she wanted to insert the enema tip into my ass, but I squeezed my ass and said I didn't want an enema through my nipple. The woman did not like my actions and words, then she flipped me back on my back and said: "If our Evochka doesn't want to be given an enema like a big girl, then we will have to give her an enema like babies, and for bad behavior I will give her an enema with soapy water as punishment" - having finished speaking, the woman went and poured water into the enema, then came to me and lifted my legs, After the woman took the enema tip out of my ass, she inserted something into my ass, turned me over and told me to lie still until she comes.
While I was lying there suffering from abdominal pain, more and more women with babies in their arms came into the room, but I was only waiting for the woman who would put me out of my misery. After a couple of minutes this woman returned to the room, came up to me and said: "Well Evochka tummy hurts, poop wants to poop, and this will be a lesson to you that adults should listen to adults without caprices. Well, shall we clean your tummy?" - the woman asked afterward, rolling me over onto my back and lifting my legs. After the woman lifted my legs, she pulled out the butt plug and told me I could start pooping, "She's kidding, she wants me to poop under me," I thought indignantly and started resisting so I wouldn't make a pile. The woman didn't like my resistance and said: "Our baby still doesn't come out well, well, we'll have to use the good old fashioned methods," whereupon she took a thermometer from the table and poked the tip of it into my butt, my defenses were broken and I started pooping right under myself like an infant, so even afterwards, without holding back, I started peeing. When I had done all my business, the woman removed the diaper from under me, then put a new one on, wiped me with wipes, and put on a new diaper. After the diaper, the woman started to put clothes on me, starting with socks and ending with a bodysuit and pants, after the clothes the woman started to decorate me with all kinds of hairpins, while doing my hair, when the hair was done, the In the reflection I saw a little girl sitting on the changing table, wearing a thick diaper and two little diapers on her head, but as much as I disliked my current situation, taking out the pacifier I had to say, "Thank you, Auntie, for the beautiful hair," and putting the pacifier back in, I sat down and waited for her response, "You're welcome, my princess, and please call me Aunt Tasia. Okay?" - the woman said, finally asking the question, to which I answered with a nod of my head forward. When all the other children were dressed, we were picked up in her arms again and carried somewhere. We were led to a door again, but it didn't have a sign with the princess on it, but it did have a sign on it........ "Wait, I can't read this, why? I can't read it? This can't be, I'm a grown man, I can't not be able to read. What's happening to me?" - I thought, starting to get nervous, but I decided to ask the woman what it says here, suddenly it's an unfamiliar language to me, "Aunt Tasia, what does it say? " On the one hand, the woman's words upset me, because my assumptions were confirmed and I had forgotten how to read, but on the other hand, I was glad to go outside and freshen up, and this would give me time to think about everything. took a mirror to show me how I looked.