Disgraced Warrior Leo - Part 6

Leo tries to handle his new daycare life. There's a chance it's about to handle him though.

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The two caretakers were the only people Leo had seen the most of in the following week. He wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

On one hand, it was nice that not too many people aside from the morbidly curious were coming back to look at his daycare sentencing. On the other, these two were insufferable.

The brown haired boy was named Virgo and the blonde girl was Aries. They had only a couple other babies to take care of here but Leo was their top priority one and he couldn’t fathom why. He wasn’t a baby!

At the moment though, Leo was asleep in the crib he was put into. He was wearing a pair of baby pink footed pajamas with a butt flap on it. His obvious diaper bottom was big and poofy and the position he'd lay down on with his face on the mattress and his butt in the air did nothing but put emphasis on it.

He was drooling profusely too so it must have been a good nap.

That was, of course, until an airhorn went off over his crib!

“GYEAAAAH!” Leo screamed and shot up, bashing his head into the mobile spinning above him and falling onto his rump. His head swooned and eyes spun as he tried to catch his barings.

“I’ve done that all week and you still jump whenever I do,” Virgo said with a sigh. “How could you have pretended to have been a warrior for so long if a little loud sound does that to you?”

Leo’s face narrowed and he growled. “I prefer to sleep when I’m sleeping. War is something I have to be mentally prepared for.”

Virgo shook his head. “You have the funniest excuses.”

“It’s not an excuse!” Leo snapped, shaking his fist at him before gasping when Virgo bent down and lifted him by his armpits. “Stop! Put me down!”

“I need to check and see if you made wetums,” Virgo said, opening the back flap and taking a peek into the diaper, ignoring Leo’s protests.

Leo blushed heavily and grunted. “There’s never anything there! All your doing is looking at my butt and it’s very embarrassing so please–!”

“You’re wet.”

Leo’s eyes widened.

Time seemed to draw to a stand still.

He blinked.

“... Wh-What?” Leo asked, slowly turning back while shaking like a rattle. “What did you say?”

“You’re wet,” Virgo repeated. “I’ve got to change your diaper.” He said this so nonchalantly. How was he so calm about that? Granted, this wasn’t happening to him but it’s not like this was an expected thing!

Leo hadn’t had a wet diaper all week. NOW, it was suddenly wet?

Did that mean… he was losing control of himself?

“No! You can’t do that! L-Let me change myself, please!” Leo clamped his hands together.

“We change you all the time,” Virgo said.

Leo’s flushed face got even worse. “Yes, I know, but you’ve never needed to before. I can’t be actually wet though! I j-just… need to handle it myself! PLEASE!” He said, squirming and kicking about.

Virgo held Leo like one would a newborn and raised his hand.

He then pressed his hand to the front of Leo’s diapered crotch and they both listened to the drenched, squishing sound of the diaper as it’s liquid contents spread across Leo’s front.

Leo’s wide eyes began to twitch and fidget when this happened.

“You are wet,” Virgo repeated. “Do you believe me now?”

Leo nodded, still maintaining that twitchy eyed face, frozen from the abject humiliation of it all. He wasn’t even able to move when Virgo swung around to bring him out of the room and out towards the den where the changing table was.

“Hey there!” Aries greeted them with a peppy smile. “I just checked all the other babies.”

She gestured off to the playroom where a few other babies were crawling around and having the time of their extremely short lived lives.

Leo grumbled, feeling his senses return a bit. “Well… at least I’m among the crowd where it’s okay to have a wet diaper…”

“Surprisingly, none of them were wet,” Aries said to Virgo.

Leo fidgeted and felt his eyes cross into one another. His jaw went slack and he started to make weird, confused noises in Virgo’s arms.

“Yeah? Well, that’s too bad for me because this little guy was SOAKED!” Virgo said with a giggle, making his way to the changing table.

“Aww, poor baby,” Aries teased with her hands on her knees as Virgo carried him off. “Don’t worry. You’ll be like the others in no time. Just follow their example and remember that the diaper is just there in case you need help but the toilet is your friend.”

Leo was swooning. He seemed like he was feeling faint.

The news of him having been the only one who woke up in a wet diaper, at a daycare where actual babies stayed felt like a one-two punch to the solar plexus.

He was laid out like a puppet with his strings cut when he was put on the table and stripped naked again. The cool air hitting his privates brought him back though.

Instinctively he went to cover his front but his hands were expertly slapped away by Virgo and he had to make due with his tiny assets being looked at and powdered on once again.

Leo sighed with his head back. He closed his eyes and growled.

This punishment was torture. He couldn’t handle the humiliation of it all. He knew that’s why Taurus chose it too. It was the worst thing he could possibly do to him and it was something that he’d never get used to. In fact, he was certain he knew that it would only get worse for him as the days went by.

However, this is becoming more and more of a problem now. He couldn’t be an actual bedwetter. That was out of the question! He wouldn’t allow it!

How would he not allow it though? Ugh! He had no clue! If only Taurus’ house blew up like he planned then none of this would be happening!

He couldn’t give up though. As he felt the new Sesame Street diaper get taped on, he began pondering a way to crawl his way back to the way he was before. That meant standing out as an actual adult in this daycare.

“It’s feeding time,” Virgo said, patting Leo on the head.

Leo growled but tried to remain calm. There was nothing to be gained by lashing out. Not at this point and probably not before either.

It was rather hard to keep from protesting when this much younger boy lifted him up by his armpits again and brought him towards a high chair. The mere idea of being fed baby milk and mushy baby food by this teenager made his blood boil. It would make sense to think it shouldn’t since it’s happened a couple of times now by this point but he swore the emasculation only got worse.

He was strapped into the high chair and a bib was fastened around his neck. He watched as the other babies were given the same treatment. His eyes darted back and forth across them all. They all wore smiles on their faces. They all seemed blissfully unaware of how humiliating their positions were. Of course they were. They were actual babies. Not like him. He was an adult. He was a hero! He was–!

“Open wide–!” Virgo said, raising up his spoon of nasty mushed carrots.

“Now listen here you–MMF!” Leo’s eyes crossed when the spoon was shoved into his then gaping maw. The food was just as nasty as it always had been and he had no choice but to let it go down rough. He gasped when he swallowed, a couple of beads of sweat on his forehead. “St-Stop–! That’s enough of this! I-I’m an adult! I can–!”

He had another spoonful shoveled into his mouth before he could finish. Leo went teary eyed. It tasted so bad. It was making him forget the speech he just prepared in his head a few seconds ago. It might not have been the best one but he was certain a carefully crafted set of words that would get him out of this mess was currently being erased from his brain.

Each spoonful of this gunk just made him swoon and whine. He would eventually stop trying to get a word in edgewise and succumb to feeding time.

When the two jars of gross baby food was empty, the perhaps even more gross bottle of baby milk was produced. It was formulaic and it didn’t make his tummy feel good. It didn’t matter though. It went into his mouth and he suckled down on it.

Every last drop went down his throat and his eyes drooped and rolled into one another as this teen grinned with happiness, oggling how cute he looked.

When the bottle was removed, Leo was made to lean forward a bit and then lightly patted on his back which elicited a loud belch from his gut.

His body felt like it was rocked by that. He almost let his face fall onto the tray before him but thankfully, Virgo leaned him back so that he rested against the high chair.

“Aww,” Virgo swooned and poked Leo’s plump tummy. “Cute little baby gut.”

Leo moaned.

He looked like a mess.

Milk dribbled down his mouth. His bib was covered in the baby food muck. He felt like such a dirty boy.

Glancing over at the other babies, his eyes widened slightly.

They were all way more clean then he was.

He felt a pang of actual jealousy hit him. Him? Jealous of actual, literal babies? How did that happen?! How was he wetting himself but they were waking up dry! He couldn’t… this couldn’t be right! It had to be some kind of messed up nightmare!

“Okay. It’s time to let you down for playtime,” Virgo said, removing the tray finally. Leo felt relief wash over him.

He hated being lifted up again but at least he could have better control over his movements now that he was out of this elevated seat. It was like a large tower advertising how far he’d fallen.

When he was set down he grumbled and winced when Aeris turned his way and began wiping his face. They were all dwarfs but it still looked odd, seeing this slightly smaller and much younger girl having to reach up to wipe HIS face.

“You really got him super messy,” Aeris said, eyeballing Virgo.

Virgo shook his head. “It wasn’t me. He kept squirming. It was like he was determined to make himself dirty.”

Yeah. More like determined not to be fed.

Whatever. It was playtime right? At least he could assert his dominance here.

It sounded pathetic, sure, but if he couldn’t be the most domineering force amongst a bunch of babies then he truly had lost all hope of recovery. This wasn’t playtime for him. It was a call to arms.

“You babies go enjoy yourselves,” Aeris said, pointing to the play area with all the toys and blocks around. “We’re going to go and get this place cleaned up.”

“Be nice, okay?” Virgo waved and left with Aeris.

Leo snorted.

He turned around and put his hands on his hips with his eyes closed. “Alright you babies. Listen up. Previous play times saw me ignoring you and leaving you to your devices but not this time. We’re going to have some good, clean fun but we’re going to do it in a way that doesn’t leave such a huge mess as last time. Got it?”

He didn’t hear an answer.

“Hello? Young soldiers, I didn’t hear any of you sound off…” Leo spoke again, raising a brow.

He heard nothing again.

Leo began to growl. He opened his eyes and gasped.

They were all playing with their toys and blocks, sitting on the colorful carpet without a care in the world. They were also very respectfully playing with these things too. It was weird. Most of them were toddlers but some were just short of being infants.

Maybe they didn’t need any direction?

Was he out of touch…?

No, it’s the toddlers who are wrong.

Leo made his way towards them and sat down next to a boy in particular who was revving a fire truck toy back and forth. Leo’s diaper was poofy so the floofing sound it made when he sat down should have roused the boy next to him a bit, he thought. It didn’t though.

He just kept revving the truck back and forth.

“Hmm… yes, I see what you’re doing here,” Leo said before reaching over and grabbing the truck. The toddler was confused. “But you’re just rushing it back and forth. The truck is going to a destination, presumably, correct?”

“Mah?” The boy responded, looking distraught. His toy was just taken from him.

“Then what you should be doing is trying to keep it going forward. Don’t just push it forward only to bring it back to its previous destination,” Leo said, planting the truck down and revving it forward continuously while shuffling forward. “What’s the point of constantly making it go in reverse?”

“Whaa~!” The boy cried aloud. He was really upset that Leo had just taken his toy and was now playing with it instead.

“Hey! Don’t cry! I’m just trying to show you what you can do to improve your play–!” Leo began before the toddler boy, now in a fuss, wailed loudly.

He then swung his foot right in between Leo’s legs.

“HOOOOOOGUH!” Leo jolted and his eyes grew large. His pupils crossed into one another and his mouth formed a pained “0” shape that saw a breathless whine exiting his mouth.

The diaper offered no protection despite being super, duper thick. The boy’s kick was just that strong.

Leo grabbed himself and fell over, wiggling his legs back and forth while gritting his teeth and allowing his crossed eyes to tear up.

The boy grabbed his truck and went back to playing, no longer crying.

Leo felt like he might though.

He let out a tiny whimper before rolling up to his knees, hands still pressing against his crotch.

His tummy sloshed a bit. His bladder ached. He was fidgeting.

“Oh no…” He whined and felt his eyes twitch. “I have to go potty…!”

Hands still holding his diapered front for dear life, Leo danced his way off the carpet and over towards the hallway where the bathroom door was.

He knew how to properly go to the bathroom. Right? No, of course he did. He didn’t need any help! Why was he thinking he might?

Leo saw the doorknob in front of him and sighed. He then grasped it like he was about to enter an unknown enemy territory… before gasping as it clicked.

The door was shimmied again but the same thing happened.

Leo then clenched his palm around the knob a lot more tightly and began yanking on it with his teeth clenched. He even pressed a foot to the door and yanked as best he could to ensure he was doing so correctly.

It wasn’t opening.

The door was locked.

Panic set in again. He felt his heart race while his knees knocked against one another.

Yes, he’d woken up wet. He’d technically already peed his diaper but that was the point. He was the only one who had despite being the only one here that wasn’t a toddler or a baby. He couldn’t do it a second time while they all remained dry! That was just… there was no way he was going to allow it!

He didn’t want to risk any bad blood by yanking the door all the way down though. There was only one thing to do.

He gulped and sweated a bit before sucking in a breath.

“ARIES! VIRGO! I GOTS TA GO POTTYYYYYYYY~!” Leo screamed.

He then pressed both hands on his mouth. He almost peed himself right then and there from the humiliation of it all.

Where did that come from? He was just planning on calling for them. Why did it come out so whiney and babyish?

He thankfully didn’t have long to roominate on the embarrassment here though. Aries and Virgo both managed to catch wind of his scream and raced over towards the siren call of his voice rather quickly.

By the time they reached him, Leo had resorted to embarrassing himself further by doing the legendary potty dance.

He was shimmying from side to side at a short pace that was only getting faster with each twitch at the edge of his bladder. The two caretakers didn’t even have to ask what was going on.

They did anyway for the fun of it all though.

“What’s the matter baby?” Aries asked, fists on her hips.

“Y-You heard me right? I gots to go potty!” Leo repeated, using the same line in almost the same cadence again. Why’d they make him repeat it? He knew they heard him.

“Aww, but aren’t you wearing your potty?” Virgo asked.

Leo’s jaw dropped. He grunted and bit his lip, doing a weird hip and butt swivel as the potty dancing from foot to foot intensified.

Virgo laughed. “Just kidding. We always aim to help the babies grow up. Potty training is important.”

Leo felt a twinge of relief coming up but he panicked a bit when it almost made his bladder loosen. He froze and scrunched up his face before nodding.

“Y-Yes! P-Potty training! Whatever! Pwease just help–!” Leo begged. He was begging these two younger people now. The humiliation was always there. Always, always there!

Virgo, thankfully, didn’t rub it in. He just took out the keys and rather nonchalantly unlocked the door. The shuffling through them all to get to the correct one wasn’t as appreciated but whatever.

Eventually, the click that signaled the door having been unlocked was heard and Leo all but pranced in. Or rather, he tried to. Instead he did a weird butt dance inside due to having his hands pressed securely inbetween his legs.

“Okay! Okay! Toilet! Here! I’m here! In front of it!” Leo’s eyes gleamed. He peered into the bowl and grinned.

A drop of sweat dripped off his head and splashed into the bowl.

Leo froze.

Seeing that did it.

It was like watching the world’s tiniest and quickest water fall but even so, that was all it took.

That little droplet he bore witness to set off his bladder immediately.

“No…! NOOOOOOO!” Leo screamed, crying as he pressed his hands tighter onto his diapered front.

It was no use. The explosion of pee came out and gushed into his diaper. It was happening so fast that it seriously felt pleasurable how relieving it was.

Leo made a weird, cross-eyed, extremely lewd face as he wet his diaper. His tongue was out and he was gurgling out droplets of drool while the expulsion into his diaper happened.

It was longer and wetter than ever before and the christening of his diaper saw the images on the front disappear as a nice yellow sheen was observed in its place.

All Leo calling Aries and Virgo here did was give them front row seats to him humiliating himself. It was a show. The star was Leo; the babied loser who’d fallen so far from grace that he was peeing in a diaper at a nursery while standing right in front of the toilet!

“Well… this is quite sad,” Aries said finally.

Leo’s eye twitched, his face somehow flushing even more red from that one statement.

“However, there is a bright side to all this,” She smirked and grabbed Leo’s left arm. Virgo grabbed his right one.

The two of them tugged him along and made him stumble, his wet diaper sloshing about as they pulled him out of the useless bathroom and into the open area of the daycare center.

Here, they managed to catch the sound of someone knocking at the door.

“Oh hey! They’re here faster than expected!” Aries said.

“They?” Leo muttered, barely caring at this point.

He probably should have because when the door was opened, he sobered up from embarrassment and shook his head.

Standing in the doorway were the two people he really didn’t want seeing him like this right now.

“Meet your new mommy and daddy!” Aries said with a bright smile.

Mansherry and Taurus.

They stood before Leo as the frozen dwarf stood shocked with his jaw unhinging even more to the point where it might have hit the floor.

“Hello, Leo,” Taurus smiled and waved. “Boy howdy, I can’t tell you how excited I am to be your new adopted daddy, son.”

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Next time, the finale. As for now, let me know, if the one who got you into this situation showed up at your door, what would you do?