Ryuko's Babysitter Pt.2 (Kill La Kill) (Pixiv Fanbox)

"That's a good girl. Now you're all mine!" Sayomi announced happily as she turned Ryuko around in her lap and tried to burp her. "What did you do to my friend!" Mako exclaimed.  "I just helped her accept me as her mommy. Also, you needn't worry about that poison. I made it all up to get Ryuko to drink my chemical formula." The teen holding Ryuko smiled that dastardly grin once more.  Mako ran up to her friend and Sayomi. Staring into Ryuko's eyes, she begged her to snap out out of the chemically induced trance."Come on Ryuko! You're stronger than this!" The bowl haired girl pleaded, but her words were met with a trail of drool from the teenaged warrior's mouth. The unyielding power of the formula was too strong for Ryuko to resist, internally her mind was silent. Staring forward with an unintelligible gaze, the infantilized teen lay content in Sayomi's arms and felt at peace. She only, just barely, noticed the girl in front of her yelling encouragement, which started annoying her. She couldn't understand much of what was said, but the energy and urgency of the words starting to make her fussy. Ryuko's face screwed up and twisted in anger. Mako saw the annoyance and rage building up and knew that this was going to be it. Her friend would jump up from Sayomi's lap and probably transform into that sexy war driven Goddess of the battlefield. However, nothing like that occurred to Mako's chagrin. In fact, Ryuko did something that Mako had never thought possibly, she stared crying; bawling like a baby. Snot dripped freely from her nose as tears flew wildly.  "Yuki! Natsumi!" Sayomi called out to her subordinates as she did her utmost to comfort her teen baby. "Remove this girl from my baby's presence. She's scaring her!" Yuki and Natsumi grabbed a squirming Mako by the arms, one girl for each arm and dragged her to the door. She hollered and called out to Ryuko before the two girls threw her out of the door. The bowl haired girl landed in the empty hallway while Yuki locked the door once she had a chance to do so. Mako got up from the tiled floor and leapt at the door of the Babysitter's Club; pounding on it. "You're not going to take my friend from me!" Sayomi cooed down at her prize, the mentally reduced, simplified Ryuko Matoi. "Everything is going to be okay. I got rid of the mean girl scaring you." Yuki walked up to Sayomi. "Now what do you want us to do?"  "Isn't it obvious?" Sayomi asked. Yuki and Natsumi just stood there. Sayomi sighed. "Get me a diaper and you, Natsumi, grab that white sailor styled onesie with the ruffles on the butt." The President of the Babysitter's Club ordered. The girls quickly retrieved the items in question. Yuki even grabbed the baby powder and butt cream without being told to do so. Sayomi looked at the oldest girl in the club with a smile. "How did you know that I'd require these items, Yuki?" "You taught me that powder and anti rash cream are important when you first diapered Natsumi. Also," Yuki paused, blushing profusely before continuing. "You used to use them on me when I was under your care." "Awww, yes. That was the best week of my life. You gave me so many diapers to change each day. You loved the rash cream if I recall correctly." Sayomi smiled. "Yes, I, ugh, I really appreciated it. A diaper rash after sleeping in a wet diaper was the worst." Yuki lamented.  "You're lucky I put cream on your butt. You fought me a lot on that first night when I put you to bed at seven in the evening." Sayomi explained.  "I'm sorry, Sayomi. If it's any consolation, I've taken good care of Natsumi during your absence." Yuki offered as she gave the supplies to her younger counterpart. There was a two year gap between the two girls, but the power Sayomi wielded made the senior student feel so inadequate.  The President looked over at Natsumi, who blushed lightly. "You seem to have our initiate taken care of." Sayomi paused and looked at Natsumi's skirt where a soggy diaper hung low, just peeking out. "Save for the wet diaper of course." Natsumi hid her face behind her hands while Yuki furrowed her brow before addressing Sayomi. "She just wet before you arrived and I couldn't change her in front of Ryuko. If I did, she probably wouldn't have stuck around." "That's true." Sayomi simply replied as she started to undress Ryuko. She didn't look up as she directed Yuki to her next task."You can change her right now." Yuki nodded and went to Natsumi while Sayomi tended to Ryuko. The baby brained teen struggled for some reason against the leader of the babysitting club. Sayomi couldn't find any reason for it while she tried to remove Ryuko's Senketsu, ignoring the girl's baby babble. "No! Unhand me!" The garment called out to deaf ears. Ryuko was the only one capable of hearing him, but didn't really know what he was saying as Sayomi pulled him from her toned body. "Ryuko!" Tears started falling with renewed vigor as Sayomi stripped Ryuko of her Senketsu. Yuki looked over from her position over Natsumi, a series of crinkles accompanied by a tape being pulled from the disposable diaper. "What's her problem now?" Yuki asked as she opened up Natsumi soaked diaper.  "I really don't know, but it's nothing mommy can't fix!" Sayomi cooed down at her charge while Yuki balled up Natsumi's disposable diaper. Both girl's exchanged awkward glances due to the sheer insanity of the scene before them. Nonetheless, they still realized that their predicament was no less absurd. The diapering occurred simultaneously. Yuki wiping a mortified Natsumi clean while Sayomi took care to ensure that Ryuko was fresh for her new diaper. The plastic covered garments were placed under the squirming bottoms of both charges. However, one squirmed from humiliation and an urgency to end this shameful ritual while the other was born from an infantile desire to simply react to the sensations her regressed mind interpreted.  Yuki understood wholeheartedly why Natsumi wanted this to end as she, herself, had endured this many times before. Meanwhile, the president of the babysitting club took pleasure in drawing things out as long as possible with her newest toy. She blew kisses onto Ryuko's stomach and cooed down at her new teenaged baby. The two members of the club looked over at their deranged leader before resuming the diaper change and Natsumi sighed in relief as Yuki taped her into her diaper.  The eldest member of the club helped Natsumi to her feet and the two walked over to Sayomi. Although the digitally astute student was thickly diapered, she was accustomed to the bulk between her legs and made the short trip without waddling. Ryuko wouldn't be so lucky since her new babysitter finished taping her into three separate diapers. Yuki and Natsumi looked on in disbelief, this was a massive amount of bulk for any girl to wear and Sayomi wasn't through. The leader guided Ryuko's head and arms through the white sailor styled onesie's openings while the infantilized teen drooled slightly. Sayomi did have some trouble buttoning the snaps of the outfit over the huge pamper. Once the diapering was completed, Sayomi gazed on in pure bliss. She finally subdued her target and now had her very own baby that no one cared about, but her, and none would ever take from her. Yuki and Natsumi stood awkwardly close to their leader and finally the eldest teen was forced to make their presence known.  "Umm, Sayomi? I finished changing Natsumi." "What?" The self titled queen of babysitting looked over from her bubbly teen bundle of joy to see her followers standing there.  "See?" Yuki stood behind Natsumi and yanked up the poor girl's skirt, displaying her white pamper to everyone. "Oh, thats a great job you two." Sayomi's said absent mindedly. It was almost as if she was too intoxicated by Ryuko's capture to care about her club. The president turned away from the girls and picked up a rattle to dangle in front of Ryuko. This promoted the mentally reduced teen to grab at it and giggle. Yuki lowered Natsumi's skirt and shrugged.  "Okay." Yuki paused looking for the proper words. " So, should we do anything or what?" She didn't intend on it sounding quite that annoyed, but she did just change the pissy diaper of a fellow classmate. "Ohhh!" Sayomi's eyes little up. "Yes! Grab the the stroller!"  Yuki went past the scattered desks and opened a closet door where the pink stroller rested against the wall. She knew it well as she was chauffeured around in it last year. 'At least I'll never have to undergo that humiliation again. In fact, all eyes would be on Ryuko tomorrow morning.' Yuki thought as she carried this monstrosity over to Sayomi. "What are you doing?!" The Babysitter hollered as Yuki stood there with the pink stroller. "Set it up!" Yuki grumbled mildly as she pulled it open and locked the supports firmly into place.The lightweight device had enough strenght to hold the average teenager without buckling. Sayomi may have been crazy, but she was very smart when it came to engineering devices to make her odd fantasies a reality. The pink stroller, now fully stretched out and ready for its cargo, stood tall by Yuki, coming up to about her shoulders.  The eldest student always thought it must have been quite a comedic sight to anyone who saw Sayomi pushing her around in the damned thing. The president was a rather petite thing and couldn't even see past the frame unless she looked to the right or left of the oversized stroller. Yuki could only imagine that It looked as if a little girl was playing house with her oldest sister. Now the time had come and Sayomi stood up. "You both help my baby get into her stroller and be careful!" "Yes, Sayomi!" Both teens replied in unison.  "If either of you drop her you'll end up as her younger sister for a week!" Yuki visibly cringed. She didn't want to revisit that again. "Yes, Sayomi." The two upperclass girls hoisted Ryuko up simultaneously. Truth be told, Ryuko was quite light for her reputation as a fighter, but both girls figured it'd be best to lift her at the same time than risk dropping her if only one of them attempted to move her. Ryuko merely giggled and smiled as she was lifted and sat into her mobile throne. The teens looked around Ryuko and Yuki realized that she had to buckle the five point harness across the baby brained girl's chest. Her ample bosom made the task tricky, but with a 'click', Ryuko was safely secured into the stroller. "Good, I don't have to direct you to do everything. Now I have to go home and feed my little Princess here." Sayomi patted Ryuko's bulk through the white onesie. "You two don't need me to tell you that you can go home now, do you?" Yuki and Natsumi blushed and shook their heads from side to side. "Good. Dismissed."