Tsunade's New Reality Pt.2 (Patreon)

In the early morning light, Tsunade sat up in her bed and cradled her pounding head in between her hands. It wasn't like her to wake up hungover with a migraine. She could barely keep her eyes open before clenching them shut upon seeing the light that pierced through her window. Focusing her chakra, Tsunade took a breath of air inside her lungs and summoned the strength needed to get out of bed. When she was on her feet, she opened her eyes and noticed that everything inside her room looked normal; there wasn't a sea of sake bottles or a bunch of shiny beer cans strewn about at the foot of her bed. With how her head was throbbing, she had expected there to be at least a keg or two resting by her nightstand. 


The journey to the bathroom wasn't even ten feet from her bed, but it felt like she had traveled to Sunagakure and back by the time she sat down onto the toilet. As Tsunade finished pulling down her panties, she started contemplating the events of the previous night. Needless to say, it was all a blur. She recalled doing paperwork all day long before finishing up and going out to the local bar for the evening; that's when everything went hazy.


Suddenly, a splashing, tinkling sound rang out from the bowl underneath Tsunade as she started peeing into the toilet. Normally, such a simple and mundane bodily function wouldn't garner any attention from the accomplished Hokage, but today it felt so incredibly liberating for the middle aged woman to use the toilet. For whatever reason, it was like music to her ears as she continued to empty her bladder. In the back of her mind something told her that she hadn't heard the splash of urine on water for a while, but she shook that thought away as her stream finally ceased flowing.


Tsunade reached over to unwind some toilet paper from the roll when she noticed that her thumb was wet. Curious at the odd sensation, she brought her thumb up to her sore eyes and noticed the skin on her thumb was not only dripping with saliva, but quite wrinkly. 


"Was I just sucking on my thumb?" The blond asked out loud, her voice bouncing off the walls of her bathroom.


A strange urge came over the blond to push her thumb back into her mouth, but Tsunade simply shook the odd desire from her thoughts as she resumed her morning routine. While wiping herself clean, she noticed that she was getting a bit of a rash down there. 


"Where did that come from?" Tsunade muttered to herself before she kicked off her panties. "I really need a hot shower."


Wasting no time, she discarded her bra onto the tiled floor while stepping into the shower. She then closed the curtain and turned on the hot water. For roughly a minute, the blonde stood underneath the showerhead and allowed the water to wash over her like a focused waterfall. In this moment of peace, she couldn't help but wonder about what she had done at the bar last night; the pruny thumb was odd, but it wasn't as much of a concern as the rash between her legs. She made sure to pay extra attention to her lower lips as she started washing her body. A bit of shampoo was then worked into her hair as she allowed her thoughts to run wild: she even considered the possibility that she might've hooked up with someone in her drunken state, but quickly dismissed that idea since only her skin was sore. It was almost like she had sat in her own piss last night.


Once again she stood under the showerhead, rinsing her hair as she tried to recall the events of the previous night. It seemed like she had lost an entire evening which wasn't exactly too alarming to her, but the rash made her worry that she might've done something to humiliate herself at the bar. 'What if I got so drunk that I pissed myself?!'


Shaking her head in disgust, Tsunade turned the knob and stepped out of the shower. She just had to hope that nothing happened the other night except for her drinking way too much sake and possibly forgetting to change her underwear. As she rubbed herself down with a towel, drying her body off from the shower, she suddenly remembered that she had spent the night talking to one of her favorite former students; Sakura Haruno. 


'I should call Sakura into my office. She might know what happened last night.'


The rest of the morning was fairly routine; Tsunade got dressed and arrived at her office right as her assistant, Shizune, was placing a big stack of paperwork down onto her desk. 


"Good morning, Lady Tsunade." The fair skinned woman with onyx eyes and black hair greeted her with a smile.


"Some things never change." The older woman frowned as she looked over the stack of documents waiting for her. She took a seat and started going over the numerous documents that needed her signature. 


Shizune reentered the room roughly two hours later to find the fifty four year-old Hokage sucking on her thumb like an absent minded infant.


"Didn't I tell you to suck on your pacifier if you couldn't stop sucking your thumb? 


Tsunade looked up at her subordinate with a raised eyebrow. "Jus wud are yu-"


Upon hearing her voice, she immediately yanked her thumb out of her mouth and hid her left hand underneath her desk like a child being caught doing something that they weren't supposed to do. Her other hand still held onto her red pen which matched her blushing face. Her lips were still parted, as if she was going to speak, but she struggled to think of anything to say. It wasn't like she could play it off or lie; she was caught red handed sucking on her thumb like some big baby! 


Shizune put down another pile of paperwork onto Tsunade's desk and pulled out a brilliant blue pacifier with a white ring and yellow bulb from her pocket. "It's okay. I'm not mad at you or anything like that." 


Tsunade watched in stunned disbelief as her assistant leaned over the desk and pushed the oversized binky into her gaping mouth. Somehow, her face had become even redder as her lips automatically accepted the pacifier and started sucking on it. The burning crimson blush covering her face was from a mixture of anger and embarrassment. Despite wanting to nurse the pacifier, Tsunade ripped the accused item from her mouth and slammed it onto her desk as she stared daggers at Shizune.


"So is this some kind of plan to blackmail me or something? Maybe you're trying to mock me? Is that it?!" The angry blonde bombshell accused Shizune. 


"No, not at all! I would never attempt to do such a thing, Lady Tsunade!" Shizune bowed her head, unsettled by this tirade coming from her boss. "I just noticed that you like to suck your thumb so I thought you might prefer something a little more sanitary."


"I'm the Hokage, damn it!" Tsunade barked in anger. "I'm not some thumb sucking toddler!" 


Shizune apologized and slunk away from Tsunade's desk and exited her office. 


Struggling to get her blood pressure under control, the blonde leaned back into her chair and rubbed the bridge of her nose as she tried to figure out just what was going on. She had been sucking on her thumb and didn't even realize it! 'How long had this been going on for? Is it something that I started doing during times of stress?' The more Tsunade thought about it, the more annoyed she grew. 


Slowly, her left hand was being brought up to her mouth as she sat there in deep contemplation. 'Shizune must've seen me do it enough times that she thought buying a pacifier for me to suck on would somehow help me.'


A gentle yet persistent slurping sound pulled Tsunade from her thoughts. She glanced down past the tip of her nose and noticed her left hand was balled up into a fist as her lips worked her thumb. In a fit of disgust, she yanked her thumb from her mouth and stuck her hand underneath the desk once more. 


"What the hell is wrong with me?!" The blond exclaimed.


She had been doing nothing but reading reports, authorizing budgets, signing forms, and designating who was suitable for what missions. Even though it had only been a few hours since she started working, she found herself feeling extremely tired. Glancing back at her desk, she groaned at the ever increasing stack of papers which seemed to grow by the minute. Shizune probably had returned twice since she had snapped at her with more documents that were in need of signing. 


"I better get back to work." With a sigh, she pulled another piece of paper down from the top of the stack closest to her and resumed her work. 


As the hours passed, Tsunade found herself getting through file after file, signing document after document and observing no evidence of her thumb being sucked while she did it. In fact, she had started using her left hand to grab each and every piece of paper she needed thus ensuring that her thumb wouldn't find it's way back into mouth. There was an odd clack of plastic that would catch her attention every now and then but it wasn't something that bothered Tsunade. Far from it, she just assumed that the odd sound was a byproduct of whatever her assistant, Shizune was up to.


Taking a moment to crack her knuckles, she sat her pen down and interlocked her fingers together before experiencing the sweet relief of her joints popping.


'I wish it was lunch.' Tsunade lamented to herself while gazing at the tower of papers that filled her inbox. 


"Here's the next stack of mission reports, Lady Tsunade," Shizune spoke from behind a stack of papers she carried as she entered the Hokage's office.


Tsunade leaned forward, eyeing the enormous stack of paperwork before resting her right elbow on the desk and cradling the side of her face with her hand.


'It never ends!' The blond thought to herself bitterly. 


Shizune sat the new stack of documents on the side of Tsunade's desk and looked over at her Hokage with a smile. "I'm glad to see that you're enjoying your soother."


Tsunade felt her eyebrow twitch as she uttered a loud growl from behind her pacifier. "Wud da hew iz dis doin in mai muwf?!"


Upon hearing her own lisping voice,  Tsunade felt her anger boil over as she plucked the accursed item from her mouth and threw it at the wall on the other side of her desk like a tantrum throwing toddler. 


"If this is your idea of a joke then I promise that you'll never laugh again when I'm done with you!" Tsunade roared. 


"I know blue is a boy's color, but I think it's still a very nice pacifier." The pink haired ninja commented while picking up the discarded dummy from the floor.


"Huh?" Tsunade turned her attention on the young woman who had entered her office. Suddenly, it registered in her mind that it was Sakura, one of her favorite students. "What are you doing here, Sakura?"


"You called me this morning to have lunch with you, Shishou." Sakura answered, spinning the pacifier around her index finger absentmindedly. 


"Oh, yes. That's right." Tsunade replied, remembering that she wanted to talk to the girl to see if she knew anything about the previous night's events. 


"I can see that you're busy though." The pink haired ninja commented as she stared at the towering pillar of paper now obscuring her view of her Hokage as Shizune sat yet another stack of documents down onto the table.


Tsunade's smile instantly turned into a scowl upon seeing Shizune dump even more paperwork onto her desk. The third and newest stack of papers in front of her told her that it would be smarter to work through lunch if she wanted to get through the documents before dark. It wouldn't be the first time she had skipped lunch, but she really wanted to know if Sakura had any knowledge about the previous night out. Tsunade couldn't explain it, but she felt that her newfound vice of thumbsucking was somehow tied to last night's drinking binge. 


"I am rather busy, but perhaps you could keep me company while I work and we can talk about last night." Tsunade offered.


"Yes, Shishou, that sounds like a good compromise to me." Sakura responded, setting the blue pacifier on the center of Tsunade's desk.


Tsunade ignored the annoying infantile thing sitting on her desk amidst the mountains of paper and took a seat in her chair. She tried to think back to last night and remembered that they had shared a few drinks, but otherwise the Hokage hadn't the slightest idea what happened once they were both inebriated. 


"Do you remember what happened at the bar last night?" Tsunade asked Sakura as the older woman picked up her pen and signed the form she had been reading before Sakura had arrived.


"As far as I can remember, I saw you sitting alone at the bar, drinking sake like it was milk. I took a seat next to you and we started talking about your job while we took turns taking shots." Sakura paused, trying to collect her thoughts as her mentor lowered her pen to the table top.


"And then?" Tsunade asked, eager to hear what happened next.


"Then everything becomes a blur." Sakura replied. 


"I see." Tsunade replied, moving the freshly signed document over to the top of the stack of papers in her outbox.


"I'm sorry, Shishou." The pink haired ninja lowered her head.


"You have nothing to apologize for." The older blond replied. "Few people can keep up with me once I start drinking, but I must've over done it last night."


Sakura nodded her head. "Me too. I drank way too much, but I must've gotten home safely afterwards since I woke up in my bed this morning."


"I'm glad to hear you made it home safe and sound." Tsunade stated in an approving tone as she grabbed another document. "It's probably a dumb question, but do you know what we were talking about after we were chatting about my position as Hokage?" Tsunade couldn't help but ask, hoping to jog the girl's memory by talking about the last thing she could recall.


"I kind of remember you being really loud at times and you were acting..." Sakura tried to find the right word for her former teacher's behavior. "Fussy."


"Fussy?" The older blond asked, her voice sharp, her gaze piercing and her eyebrow raised slightly in annoyance. "What's that supposed to mean?"


Sakura immediately brought both of her opened hands up in front of her in a defensive gesture as she started to rattle off a hectic apology. "I didn't mean anything negative by it, Shishou!" 


'I need a drink.' The blonde lamented as she looked at her scared student.


"It's fine." Tsunade stated in a neutral voice before she strategically bumped into the stack of documents closest to her, toppling the tower of papers, sending it towards Sakura where it collapsed in rather spectacular cascade of white rectangles. 


"Oh, no!" Tsunade exclaimed in mock surprise. "Can you help me pick up the papers on your side of the desk?"


"Sure thing, Shishou." Sakura instantly jumped to her feet and started picking up the papers strewn about the floor.


While Sakura busied herself by grabbing each and every one of the scattered documents in her vacinity, Tsunade had ducked underneath her desk with a bottle of sake she kept in the bottom drawer in case of emergencies. The cunning Hokage grunted while uncorking her treasured bottle, masking the pop sound the cork made upon her pulling it free. The blonde paused for a moment, waiting to see if Sakura or the ever nosey Shizune had heard anything. Satisfied that no one knew what she was doing, Tsunade brought the bottle to her lips and took a long swig.


'First, Shizune insulted me with a soother meant for a baby and now Sakura says that I was being 'fussy' at the bar last night.' Tsunade sighed as she swallowed the bitter drink.


"What happened in here?" Came the familiar voice of her assistant which caused Tsunade to take one last hit off of her secret bottle of sake.


"A pile of paperwork fell over." Sakura answered, gesturing to the numerous files which lay around the office with her right hand while stack of papers in her hand.


"Yeah, I think you stacked one of the piles too high." Tsunade's voice came from behind her desk as she stood up with a stack of papers in her hands.


"Don't worry about this mess, Lady Tsunade." Shizune sighed as she took a knee. "I'll gather all the papers."


"Thank you, Shizune." Tsunade said as she took her seat and clumsily dropped her tiny stack on the table.


"Where should I put these?" Sakura held out the decent sized stack of papers she was holding. 


"I'll take those, Sakura." Shizune forced a smile. "Lady Tsunade and I appreciate your help." 


"I was happy to help." Sakura handed the stack over to Shizune and took a seat across from Tsunade. 


"So, I was being loud?" Tsunade inquired bluntly, trying to get back to the conversation that she had interrupted.


"Yeah, and you were arguing with-" Sakura stopped mid sentence as she suddenly hit a mental block. "You were arguing with whoever was running the bar at Shushu-ya last night."


"They were probably trying to cut us off for the night. That's not exactly out of the ordinary for me." Tsunade added nonchalantly.


"I feel like I'm not helping you remember anything." Sakura frowned, a tear trickling down her face. 


'Is she crying? Why is she crying?!' The Hokage couldn't comprehend what she was seeing. "Sakura, don't cry. I'm just overwhelmed by paperwork and the mystery of what happened last night is driving me insane."


The pink haired ninja wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and did a cute sniffle to clear her sinuses. "Wha- what's so important about last night anyway?"


Tsunade snuck a quick glance at her pruny thumb before returning her eyes to Sakura's gaze. "It's not that important."


"No, it must be important if you're this worked up over it, Shishou." Sakura replied before pressing her former teacher further, "do you think something bad happened to you last night?


"Umm, I-" 


"What has gotten into you two today anyway?" Shizune asked as she walked over to the side of the desk and lowered the stack of papers that was in her arms onto the table top. "You're both acting so fussy."


'There's that word again!' Tsunade thought angrily as she scowled at her assistant. 


"I'm not acting fussy!" Tsunade barked.


Sakura was slightly startled by her friend's cranky attitude but Shizune stood her ground and handed the upset woman a piece of paper and a large crayon. 


"I know you get upset when you're thirsty, but I will not have you yelling and making your friend cry." Shizune stated in a stern voice before returning to her normal demeanor. "Now, if you get back to work, I'll bring you both back something nice to drink." 


Even though she was being scolded for apparently upsetting Sakura, Tsunade couldn't help but notice that her assistant had placed a stack of coloring sheets in front of her; each one had an outline that needed to be colored in.


"What's this supposed to be?" Tsunade cocked an eye as she held up one of the unfinished black and white pictures for her assistant to see.


"That's what I want you to finish working on." Shizune replied like it was the most natural thing in the world.


Tsunade furrowed her brow and looked over at Sakura, expecting to see the pink haired girl looking at Shizune like she was crazy, but what the blond saw was even more bizarre; Sakura, her brightest pupil, was busy coloring in one of the papers that was on the desk!


"Sakura, what are you doing?" Tsunade couldn't help but ask.


"Coloring." Sakura replied nonchalantly, never bothering to look up from her piece of paper as she ran a crayon over it haphazardly. 


The words which came from Sakura's mouth caught the older blond completely off guard. She stared at the woman sitting across from her for what seemed like an eternity before she finally decided to open her mouth. "Why are you coloring?"


"Because if we work on our pictures Shizune will bring us something good to drink." Sakura answered. 


Tsunade immediately looked up from Sakura and scanned the room for her assistant before realizing that the oddly acting woman had vanished from the room without a sound. The latter came as no surprise to Tsunade; Shizune could come and go as she pleased, carrying hundreds of pounds of paper without alerting anyone to her presence. However, Tsunade needed to have a word with her once trusted assistant. First the pacifier and now these coloring book pages?! Shizune was either losing her mind or was under the control of some kind of Jutsu. 


'That's it! That would explain why I can't remember what happened last night and why I have a sudden infatuation with thumb sucking! It explains all the weird stuff going on! Shizune is obviously being manipulated by someone and Sakura is under that person's control as well!'


Tsunade's elation was suddenly dampened by worry and paranoia. If someone was lurking in the shadows, working their hooks into her unknowing friends then Tsunade knew that she had to stay vigilant while simultaneously not giving the unknown assailant any hint that she was aware of their presence. She decided that she better start coloring since that seemed to be what everyone wanted her to do. So, she picked up a crayon and joined her former student. 


A short time later Shizune reappeared by the side of the massive table that Tsunade and Sakura shared holding a tray. "Having fun?" The woman cooed,  catching both women by surprise as she lowered the tray onto the top of the desk. "Just as I promised." 


Tsunade eyed the large sippy cups that Shizune handed her suspiciously. "What's with this strange cup?"


"It's so you don't spill it, silly." Shizune smiled.


"I'm not going to spill it!" The fifty four year old Hokage exclaimed.


Both Shizune and Sakura chuckled at the older woman's sudden outburst. While Shizune was earnestly chuckling at the woman, Sakura was merely giggling because that was what she saw Shizune doing. After the pink haired girl finished giggling she happily picked up her sippy cup with both hands and brought it to her lips, tipping it back and guzzling the contents. 


"Ah, that was gud." Sakura announced, setting the oversized toddler cup onto the desk while grinning a silly grin. 


"Why aren't you drinking your juice, Tsunade?" Shizune asked. "It's your favorite."


"I don't-" The blond paused and looked at Sakura who had returned to coloring her half finished picture. She seemed like she was fine. No sign of poisoning or anything like that. In fact, as she took a sniff off of the top of the cup she realized that it smelt kind of fruity and nutty like sake. "Is this sake?"


"I told you that it's your favorite." The assistant replied with a warm smile.


"But you never let me drink while I'm working." The blonde stated in disbelief. 


"You never ask." Came the response Tsunade had least expected from her assistant. 


'She's not wrong.' Curiosity getting the better of her, Tsunade forgot about her earlier concerns and took a tentative sip from the spout of her sippy cup. She immediately tasted the familiar flavor of her favorite daiginjo-shu and eagerly tilted her head back in an effort to drink more of the delicious drink.


Shizune watched as Tsunade drank to her heart's content and wondered what had originally gotten into her. After all, she normally loved coloring and drinking her juice. Once Tsunade lowered the sippy cup and burped a hearty burp, Shizune quickly shrugged off the nagging concern as her charge acting cranky due to the lack of juice in her system.


"That's a good girl." Shizune praised the blonde while patting the woman's head.

 
Tsunade grinned, picked up her crayon and resumed coloring in the picture to the best of her ability. She couldn't quite stay within the lines as she wielded the crayon but that didn't bother her at all. In fact, she couldn't remember what had been bugging her, but it probably wasn't that big of a deal. She shifted in her seat, leaning forward with a crinkle to get a better angle of the top of the page she was coloring. If she worked hard enough she knew that Shizune would be proud of her drawing and maybe even put it up on the bulletin board. 


As Tsunade and Sakura mindlessly toiled away at their infantile "works of art" the once bureaucratic center of administration was shifting and changing; the noble desk of the Hokage both women sat at became a large round table not unlike those you might see at a daycare or preschool classroom. The round room grew in dimension until it looked as if it had tripled in size as numerous hand drawn pictures had suddenly materialized out of nothingness, adorning the wooden walls of the former office turned daycare facility. However, the most abrupt change was the shattering of the tranquility of the room as over a dozen giggling women appeared out of thin air.


This sudden increase in noise caused Tsunade to look up from her coloring in confusion just as the eldest child of the Three Sand Siblings ran past the table she and Sakura shared. The blonde quad tailed girl was giggling as she chased after Karin Uzumaki. Tsunade watched as the two adult toddlers ran past a blushing Hinata who sat atop an oversized duck themed potty chair surrounded by childish motivational posters and slogans. Her eyes lingered on the shy, purple haired shinobi until a loud wail drew her eyes to a playpen. Within the mesh lined enclosure she saw the bawling form of the girl's younger sister; Hinabi laying on her tummy crying her eyes out. Across from the younger Hyuga was Ten Ten, who looked to be heavily diapered underneath a strange looking shirt that had buttons connecting the garment over her bulging crotch while she stood crouched on the tips of her toes, straining her face as she did the unthinkable. 


"Wha ish happenin-" Tsunade stopped speaking when she realized that her thumb was back in her mouth, obstructing her ability to properly speak. 


She pulled her thumb slowly out of her mouth and noticed that she had actually drooled on the fingers of her hand. The shock of seeing some of the best ninjas in her nation reduced to fools running around and playing games was bad enough, but the fact that some of them were literally pooping themselves and lacked the ability to sit up rattled her to her core. Tsunade reached out for the sippy cup that Shizune had given her and took a long sip from the infantile container, hoping to dull her mind for a moment. As the Hokage drank from the weirdly shaped opening she hoped that this was all another bad dream like the memory of that bizarre drinking contest many days ago which had descended in her peeing her diapers before she awoke on the floor.


The lovely warmth of the liquid flowed down her throat and could be felt until it hit her stomach. With this long and drawn out drink she finished off the cup and sat there for a moment while the juice worked it's way throughout her body. Almost immediately she felt warm, fuzzy and content with her situation. Whatever had bothered her earlier was forgotten and she was left staring at an empty baby bottle.


"Shizuneeeeeh!" Tsunade called out.


"Just a moment Tsu-Tsu." The familiar voice of the daycare worker replied.


The pigtailed Hokage glanced past the highchair Sakura was strapped into and spotted Shizune holding Ten Ten by the ankles as she swiped a baby wipe between the young woman's poop covered butt cheeks. It all seemed fairly routine and Tsunade knew that Shizune would eventually get to her, but she didn't want to wait a moment longer. With a quick inhale, the blond filled her lungs and then did the one thing that she knew would speed things along; she started crying.


Shizune heard the wails erupting from Tsunade's mouth and balled up the dirty diaper, setting it off to the side before powdering Ten Ten's clean bottom. With the young woman powdered she quickly finished up taping Ten Ten into her new disposable diaper and gave the girl a brief hug.


"There you go, sweetheart." Shizune smiled and ushered the older teen back to play in the playpen with the younger Hyuga sister who was now swinging a rattle around. 


"Shizune!" Tsunade cried out in between sobs.


"I'm coming, Tsu Tsu." The younger woman replied. "I'm coming."


The blonde bawling bombshell quickly quieted her sobs and subconsciously stuffed her thumb into her mouth as she watched Shizune walk over to her from the other side of the daycare. Tsunade knew that she wouldn't be scolded or chastised for her loud outburst; such things never happened to her. However, she instantly noticed that Shizune didn't have a bottle in her hand and Tsunade's eyes started to water anew. All she wanted was a nice baba of juice!


"Wan baba!" The adult baby cried.


Shizune stopped next to the her former sobbing superior turned giant baby and clicked her tongue before a smirk slowly spread across her face. "Of course you want your baba, but did you finish your picture?"


Tsunade suddenly sucked it up and ceased her crying upon hearing Shizune ask about her art project. 'That was the deal.' The older woman realized as she looked down at the piece of paper that had a crudely drawn baby bottle on it. For some reason the blond thought she was coloring in an already existing outline from a coloring book, but that was silly; she was obviously much too young to color within the lines and had been told to draw something with her hand for mommy.


"Umm, I drew this." Tsunade shyly held up her picture while she wondered if it would be good enough to get her a refill.


"Looks like someone is a thirsty baby." A smile spread across Shizune's face.


"I sure am." The older woman nodded, causing her long pigtails to bob slightly. 


"A deal's a deal." Shizune replied and started fishing around in her apron for something when the door to the daycare was opened by a woman. 


Tsunade curiously glanced past the giggling Sakura who was slapping at paint on the tray of her highchair to see a diapered woman who was strapped in a stroller. She looked very familiar and had brilliant strawberry blonde hair that fell past her large tits. For some reason Tsunade could have sworn she had seen this stroller bound woman before. However, it was who was pushing the large breasted redhead into the daycare that caught her eye. 


The stranger who seemed to be the mystery girl's caretaker was wearing a red vest top that had an unknown clan's crest emblazoned on the front of it. The sight of the crest created more questions than answers since Tsunade was fairly certain that she knew every clan in the region. She was obviously a fighter due to the amount of bandages that covered part of her long messy black hair. If Tsunade had to guess she would assume that the woman probably kicked someone's ass on the way to drop off the mystery girl in the stroller. 


"Kukaku!" Shizune called out to the two women entering the daycare.


The woman with bandages on her head pushed the stroller containing the redhead closer, but stopped just shy of the table.


"I'm sorry we're late, but I had to change little Rangiku's dirty diaper in the market before we got here." The woman explained before adding, "I didn't want to be one of those moms that makes more work for you."


"I appreciate how thoughtful you are; thank you." Shizune praised the stranger. 


As the two women talked to each other, Tsunade stared at the woman who was standing next to the stroller and noticed that the unknown woman's right arm was fake due to how the prosthetic limb was a slightly different color than her skin. That, and the way it attached to her upper arm at the elbow was also a pretty blatant clue; She definitely lost that arm in combat.


'Just who is this woman?' Tsunade furrowed her brow. 'Maybe Shizune will tell me.'


"Shizune!" Tsunade cried once more.


"Speaking of dirty diapers," Shizune chuckled before casting a look at the blond crying for her. "It wouldn't surprise me if Tsu Tsu needs a change to go along with her baba."


"At least you won't have to worry about my little Rangiku. She's dry and ready to play with her friends." Kukaku said with a smile.


"Thank you again for tending to her before you arrived. Too many parents just drop off their kids wet or even messy." Shizune sighed.


"Shizuneeeeeh!" Tsunade barked; she hated being ignored like this.


"I better tend to her. She's been so fussy today." Shizune explained. 


"I should get going too, but I'll do you a favor before I go and plop Rangiku into the playpen for you." 


"That would be great." Shizune smiled and did a little bow before turning around and briskly walked over to Tsunade.


"Shizune." Tsunade started to speak in a low voice since she didn't want the stranger to hear what she was about to say, but immediately stopped talking when she noticed that Shizune was pulling out a large baby bottle of juice from her apron's pouch. 


"This is what the baby has been crying about, right?" Shizune practically teased the older woman by dangling the plastic baby bottle in front of her.


"Yes, but Ihave to talk with that woman over there!" The blond whined as she pointed over to where the woman with bandages wrapped around her head was carrying the redheaded adult baby. 


"You're being such a brat today." Shizune remarked under her breath while pushing the oversized baby bottle into Tsunade's open mouth. "You'll get to talk to Rangiku after naptime. Besides, you could probably use a change too."


Tsunade brought her hands up to the bottle that Shizune forcibly held against her lips, and was about to pull the large bottle out of her mouth to tell Shizune that she needed to talk to the strange redhead, when her assistant gave the plastic bottle a slight squeeze, sending a cool squirt of sake into her mouth. Just a little taste of the stiff drink caused Tsunade to feel an incredible sensation of euphoria. It was enough to make her take over holding the bottle from Shizune's hands. For the moment, Tsunade happily chugged down her sake filled bottle when she noticed Shizune's eyes had casually drifted down toward her crotch. 


'If Shizune let's me drink my bottle during my diaper change then I'll be able to drink and get a new diaper.' 


With this thought in her inebriated mind the older woman anticipated what Shizune was about to do and shifted in her seat, allowing her former assistant to check the state of her pampers. As she adjusted her body, she felt a bizarre warmth coating her crotch and bottom which was growing rapidly. 


Shizune bent down and stuck a finger into the blonde's leak guard. It only took a second of probing the diaper to make a rather unsurprising discovery. "Just as I thought; you're very wet, young lady."


Tsunade simply blinked her eyes and kept chugging her bottle.


"I must've forgotten to change you after your mommy dropped you off this morning.' Shizune remarked with a frown before silently slipping behind Tsunade and sliding her hand into the back of the Hokage's pampers to check for a mess.


"At least it's just a wetting and not a messy accident." Shizune stated in a nonchalant tone.


The juice was taking hold of her mind once again and made it extremely hard for Tsunade to concentrate. She saw the strange woman in the white skirt and red vest lowering the equally endowed redhead into a playpen that held Ino Yamanaka and Mai Nohara. They both had bonnets on, but the blond lock of hair Ino wore and the purple lines on Mai's face told Tsunade who they were. What she didn't know, and still wondered in her infantile and inebriated state was who these two women were. She vaguely recalled seeing the redhead, but this tough looking lady with the bandages and long black hair really bothered her.


"Upsie daisy!" Shizune cooed, hoisting her former boss out of the highchair and into her arms. "First I'll get you changed and then it's naptime." 


Tsunade pulled the nipple of the bottle from her mouth. "No! No! I dun wanna be changed!"


Shizune simply clicked her tongue and ignored the older woman in her arms. It seemed like the blonde baby was going through a phase where she absolutely hated getting her diaper changed. As they left the main room and entered the nap area the daycare worker was certain of one thing; it was going to be a nightmare to potty train Tsunade.


Tsunade stewed in her soaked diaper as her former assistant turned caretaker carried her over to the changing table that stood prominently between a half dozen rows of cribs. Even though the room had the lights dimmed, she could tell that each crib was occupied save for the one furthest away from the table. She couldn't exactly see who was sleeping in the cribs due to the bonnets that obscured their faces, but she could see that Anko Mitarashi laid in the crib closest to the changing table. Her face looked chubby for some reason, but Tsunade didn't have much time to think about what that meant as Shizune lowered her down onto the padded table top with an audible squelch.


The blonde still kept hold of the baby bottle as Shizune manipulated her legs, spreading them wide as the full weight of her bottom was brought down onto the wet diaper that cradled her ass like a humid afternoon. Sinzune reached down between the older woman's legs and started pulling at the tapes that sealed the blond adult baby into her swollen and horrible sagging diaper. With a loud ripping sound, Shizune tugged each of the tapes that held the diaper together causing the seal to be broken. After the second tape was ripped from the bloated disposable, Shizune pulled the front of the heavy plastic down towards the top of the changing table and away from Tsunade's hairless crotch.


"Such a wet baby." Tsunade heard the black haired woman coo at her in a condescending tone.


A conflicting thought came to Tsunade's mind for the briefest of moments as her piss covered pussy was exposed; 'Isn't she my secretary?' However as soon as the woman ran an ice cold wet wipe across her lower lips, Tsunade instinctively winced from the chill. In the time it took for her to blink her eyes, the thought of Shizune being anything other than her caregiver left her mind, leaving her submerged in the inebriated sea of infantile bliss which the bottle had given her. 


"That's a good girl. We're almost done."


The words meant nothing to the naked Hokage who stared blankly at the ceiling as Shizune hoisted her ankles up into the air and proceeded to wipe her butt. It was a fairly quick procedure, one that Shizune had done a thousand times before on every big baby that the village had, but she couldn't help but frown at the rash forming between the woman's legs. It really did seem like Tsunade's refusal to even acknowledge the state of her diaper was going to give her a nasty rash if her mommy didn't stay on top of things. Luckily for the blond, Shizune was more than happy to apply a nice cool coating of diaper cream to the irritated skin. 


"I'm going to have to give your mommy some cream when she comes to pick you up." 


Tsunade was about halfway done with her bottle at this point and didn't understand what the nice lady rubbing cream into her crotch was saying. It was probably her third or fourth bottle, she had lost count, but she was going to enjoy it and not let anyone distract her from what mattered most; sucking every drop of juice from within the plastic vessel. 


"You really have to try to tell a grown up when you need a change, Tsu Tsu." A concerned Shizune remarked as she balled up the absolutely soaked diaper and dropped it into the nearby bin. "If you weren't being such a brat today I would've cut you off after your second bottle."


Shizune wasn't exactly expecting a response from the blond, but it would have been nice to hear a grunt of agreement or something. Deep down, she worried that Tsunade was falling behind the other girls her age. They were going to the potty like big girls or at least asking her to take them to the potty chair instead of using their diapers and pull ups. She expected such things from the younger babies like Hanabi or even the pudgy Anko; those two could barely sit up. However, Tsunade was one of the oldest babies in daycare and needed to be changed just like Sakura or Ten Ten. 


With a sigh, Shizune reached under the changing table with her free hand and pulled out another large diaper that would soon be worn by the bratty blonde. She flicked her wrist, unfolding the enormous disposable with the speed of a shinobi before laying it out underneath Tsunade's pale butt.  Gently, Shizune lowered Tsunade's legs down before relinquishing her ankles, allowing the woman to lay on top of the new diaper.


Tsunade laid there blissfully soaking away at the bottle, positively indifferent to anything that was being said by Shizune about her. She felt her legs get lowered onto something soft and dry which made her smile causing a tiny stream of sake to cascade down her chin. Still, this didn't bother the bombed blond who was starting to feel sleepy. She had an inkling that she had to do something, but whatever it was, she couldn't remember. 


A quick dusting of baby powder fell across her bald crotch and filled the nooks and crannies of the diaper that laid underneath her. It felt cool against her skin and the familiar scent of the babyish perfume wafting up from her new diaper made her feel relaxed on top of the intoxicating effects of her juice. There was something about it, something that felt new to her, but that didn't make much sense to the drunken woman laying on top of an open diaper. After all, she got her diaper changed three or four times a day. How could a diaper change feel new?


A rustling sound broke the tranquility of the room that seemed to be an oasis of silence in a desert of sound as the plastic backed garment was drawn up over Tsunade's cream and baby powder coated nether region. She felt her thighs forced apart by the bulky, crinkling thing as Shizune tugged the front of the diaper into place. Even with this distraction, Tsunade was still able to maintain her focus on drawing the delicious juice from her baba. 


"There. All fresh and ready to be dressed for naptime." Shizune announced as she finished taping the wings of Tsunade's diaper shut. 


Tsunade ignored the woman until she started patting the front of her diaper in an annoying attempt to get her attention. The blond pulled the nipple of the baby bottle from her mouth and was about to say something when an uncontrollable urge to yawn overcame her.


"A nice nap is just what you need." The black haired caretaker cooed.


"No nap." Tsunade argued as she sat up on her freshly diapered butt. "Wan to pway."


"You'll be able to play with Rangiku, and all of your friends, after you take your nap like a good girl." Shizune explained as she pulled out a strange looking suit from a dresser next to the changing table.


"Wats tat?" Tsunade asked, pointing at the strange article of clothing in the black haired woman's hands.


"These are your footie jammies." Shizune said with a smile. 


Tsunade remained quiet as Shizune unzipped the side of the giant jammies and started guiding her arms into the plush garment. She lifted her hands over her head, helping the woman dress her so that she could get her bottle back. Her arms went through the sleeves until they came in contact with a rounded enclosure which forced her hands into fists. 


"Wai can't I use mai hans?!" Tsunade whined.


"Because I don't want to worry about you climbing out of your crib." Shizune replied with a chuckle. 


She never had that problem with Tsu Tsu, but it made sense that some of the babies would eventually attempt to climb over the rails of their cribs, imitating their older siblings and parents who were either training to be shinobi or were already full fledged ninjas. With that in mind, all the jammies she had were designed to limit the wearer's ability to grab things and even their ability to stand for long periods of time. It wasn't needed for some of the younger babies since the only time they could stand was in their baby walkers, but it was always better to be safe rather than sorry.


Shizune guided the blonde haired adult baby back down onto the table and started to work the woman's legs into the bottom of the footie jammies. She did one leg at a time until Tsunade was in the garment. A long but satisfying pull zipped the oversize baby pajamas shut, sealing Tsunade into the pink colored outfit and ensuring that the woman wouldn't be able to get out of frob even if she tried. 


Tsunade laid on the padded table top in a blissful state of existence. Her body was cocooned in such a lovely warm fleece material. The footie pajamas felt absolutely heavenly against every inch of her smooth skin. Even the smallest of movements felt so nice and soft. It was like the jammies were her second skin. The fifty four year old baby yawned once more as she began to get lost in a mixture of comfort and her own infantile inebriation. 


"Such a tired baby my Tsu Tsu is." Shizune picked up her former boss turned oversized toddler, cradling her as best as she could over her shoulder as the two women made the short journey across the nap room until they made it to an unoccupied crib. 


Shizune lowered the pajama clad woman onto the soft mattress and even helped guide the exhausted woman towards a pillow that rested against the headboard of the crib. Tsunade yawned once again and stretched out as far as her babyish sleepwear would allow her to. She watched her caretaker pull the crib bars up into place before locking them, effectively trapping her into the baby's version of jail.


"You're all warm and fuzzy and ready for your nap."


'Fussy?!' Tsunade's mind became exceptionally clean upon mishearing that one word.


"Shizune!" Tsunade exclaimed, sitting up in her crib. "Something weird is going on. I need to talk to the redhead!"


Shizune sighed. "Not this again."


Not wanting to hear another word of the bratty baby's nonsense, she walked away from the crib and was about to leave the room when she spotted the half finished baby bottle sitting on top of the changing table. 'That'll shut her up.' Shizune went to the changing table, grabbed the bottle and returned to the side of the crib where Tsunade stood on her knees, pleading with her to meet with Rangiku.


"Look, Tsu Tsu. I got your baba!" Shizune announced in a condescending tone reserved for the littlest of infants. 


"I don't wan-" Tsunade was instantly silenced by the teat of the baby bottle. 


"I'm not releasing this bottle until you start drinking your juice." Shizune sounded serious and very annoyed by Tsunade's behavior. 


Still, Tsunade would not give in. She would not comply. Something weird was going on here. She wasn’t sure of what, but she knew that redheaded woman was at the center of it all and she needed Shizune to listen to her!


"You begged for this all day long. I know you want to drink it." The black haired woman tried to coax the blonde into drinking it, but that didn't work. 


"Okay, if you drink your bottle I'll take you out of your crib and you can play with your friends." Shizune offered. 


Tsunade thought it over for a moment before realizing that it was only a sip. She had drunk entire squads of men under the table single handedly. What was one little baby bottle full of safely going to do to her? So, with nothing left to lose she took a tentative suckle. 


It was like an avalanche overcame her senses. She immediately felt like she had drunk an entire barrel of sake! Her body felt increasingly heavy as she was forced to lay back onto the crib mattress while Shizune held the bottle upright in her mouth, forcing her to keep drinking.



"That's a good baby." Shizune smiled. "I hope this nap makes you feel better."


Tsunade struggled to keep her eyes open, but with each passing second her eyelids became heavier and heavier until everything went black…



To Be Continued...