The Daycare Worker - Chapter 6 (Patreon)

It was quite a sight to behold, the room filled with mothers and their young ones of varying ages. No one came close to his age though and that was excruciatingly obvious. He looked over at the welcoming signs addressing the class the perfect place to rekindle a lost bond with their child or further cement their love for one another. He could imagine a million other places he would rather be right now but that didn’t change that this was all happening weather he liked it or not. His hand was slightly sweaty as his mother pulled him along inside and planted him down in front of a big cushion.

“Sit there and behave yourself sweetheart.” She said planting a kiss on his forehead.

He watched with growing eyes and the pacifier bobbing more frantically between his lips as his mother walked away. He was ashamed to admit but he really wanted her to come back to him. He cautiously avoided the awkward glances he got from the other mothers as they smiled back at him. A couple even waved as their eyes met but he refused to acknowledge them in return. Instead when he finally lost sight of his mother in the crowd he stuck his gaze down and focused on the fluffy patterned carpet beneath him.

It wasn’t long before someone cautiously snuck up behind him. He thought it was his mother playing games but was still too afraid to look behind him.

“BOO!”

The voice playfully cried as she grabbed hold onto his shoulders. He immediately recognised the voice as Laura’s and confirmed it as she stood over looking down at the boy with a cheeky grin on her face.

“Don’t you look darling in your little outfit, are you excited for the class.”

“Why are you here?” Jean lisped around his pacifier feeling too nervous to remove it before speaking.

“Who do you think told your mummy about this event? It’s not just the day care I run I also do these special events on the occasion and I thought you would be just perfect for it!”

Jean suckled frantically on his pacifier at the revelation that Laura had put him up to all of this. Had there been more to Laura’s meddling then he realised, was she the one influencing his mother’s treatment of him at home. He thought their contact with each other started and ended at the day care but this raised a lot of questions. Ones he wasn’t sure how to approach her with, bringing him out in the public eye like this had taken things to the next level. He was afraid where it ended and his return to maturity seemed further from his grasp than ever. Maybe this was some kind of sick test; it was supposed to be a class to bring him closer together with his mother. Surely the fact she had been wiping his dirty bottom and bathing him was the end of it how much closer could they get.

It wasn’t worth risking rebellion sure these women would see him humiliate himself but fuck it, why throw away his good boy points. Surely he could speak to Laura and his mom after this about going back to normal, just play it out how bad could it be.

“Thanks ummmm I guesss.” He said nonchalantly.

Laura smiled down at him and wandered off; he soon heard footsteps replacing hers as two giggling women approached him.

“You were right, he does look adorable.”

This time Jean did turn around and horror quickly overwhelmed him as he recognised the woman.

“Hey Jean, so this is what you’ve been up to then.”

It was Amelia, or better known to him as Mrs Kent she was the mother of his best mate and one of the last people he wanted to know about his new and hopefully temporary life.

Jean was lost for words he suddenly stopped sucking on his pacifier, blushing like a tulip he searched for the right words to explain himself but he failed miserably and sat there in silence.

“He’s gotten a bit shy recently Amelia.” His mother explained.

For a moment Jean hoped that his friend Ron was somehow going through the same embarrassment of this class. Maybe he was being dressed as a baby too, unsure why that would be but how could he explain seeing his mother here. His hopes were dashed when he quickly laid eyes on his younger sister toddling around the place but never too far from her mother. Of course no one else his age would be here, he was the only loser he knew too weak to stand up to this treatment.

“Awww there’s nothing to be ashamed of Jean; you just aren’t quite ready to be a big boy yet. You needed more time, you just came out the oven to quickly luckily your mummy and Laura had the foresight to put you back in!”

The two ladies chuckled at the rather lame analogy of his new life. It did sum up their feelings towards him quite clearly though. He thought of himself as an adult, he was old enough surely that alone was enough to prove it. But letting himself to be subjected to all of this and finding he didn’t mind the attention as much as he should have was quite telling.

“Alright everyone let’s begin!” Laura said gripping the attention of the room.

Amelia took a seat with her little one right next to them and gave him one last smile before giving Laura her attention.

“Ok now to start things off all mommies need to take a seat behind their young ones and cradle them from behind. We need to give off a strong nurturing vibe throughout the day.”

Jean tensed but didn’t resist as his mother slid in behind him and sat back against a large bean bag chair. She pulled him in tightly so that he was rested right between her legs with her arms pulled around his waist. It was a humiliating position he found himself stuck in, but he wouldn’t call it uncomftable.

“Shhh just relax.” She gently cooed into his ear.

Obviously she could feel Jean tensing up being this close to her son; slowly she stroked his arms until he eventually relaxed further back into her. Being this intimately close to her it was hard for him to focus on what Laura was even saying, he barely paid attention when he was at school. This distraction was too much for him, he was too frantic about the looks he occasionally got from the other mums.

“Now it’s time to rekindle that bond from when your child was an infant, even if you can’t produce milk anymore it’s about simulating that same feeling you use to share with each other and regaining that energy.”

He manage to hear some of what Laura was prattling on about, but still had no idea what she was talking about. That was until Jean noticed what some of the other mothers were doing and he quickly realised the horror that was about to befall him. He watched wide eyed in terror as some of the mothers began to pull away their shirts and unclasp their bras and quickly looked away.

“Come on Jeany baby.”

He felt his mother shift away and pull him down into her lap so she was cradling him. He looked up at her in bewilderment, she seriously couldn’t be expecting him too..

His thoughts were broken as he watched her pull her shirt off and he quickly twisted his body away unsure which direction to look he closed his eyes.

“Relax Jean this is going to be special for the both of us.”

He kept his eyes clamped shut as he felt himself be twisted back around and his head cradled higher as he felt her breast pushing against his mouth.

“Come on Jean take it sweetheart.”

It came as complete shock to both of them as he found himself submissively following her direction and quickly latched on to her nipple.

“No teeth darling just suckle, ok you’re doing a great job.”

Jean slowly sucked finding it just as similar as using his pacifier, he almost expected milk to come out but of course it had been many years since she had been lactating. He continued suckling as his mother cooed and heaped praise on him for being such a good boy. Jeans mind continued to race as he wondered how it had all come to this and why he had fallen so far in such a short time.