    Death Daycare

    It was June 13, 2005 and 12-year-old John was being punished for
    putting his younger brother in diapers, so his mom put him in daycare.
    John thought it was no big deal until it was the first day.

    "Oh come on, ma, I won't do it again!" John said.

    "I'll make sure you don't," his mom said while driving off.

    "Let’s get you inside, little John," the teacher, Ms. Leck, said. She
    grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the building. John tried to get
    out of her clutch, but she was too strong. They walked into the
    building and walked into another room. John saw 5 more kids about 10-11
    years old. But, they didn't stop in that room. Ms. Leck walked to a
    door labeled “JOHN’S ROOM”.

    "What is this?" he asked.

    "You'll see," Ms. Leck replied. She opened the door, and John saw a
    crib, playpen, baby bouncer, highchair, stool, changing table, rocking
    chair, and a wardrobe. John widened his eyes. But something came behind
    him and blindfolded him. Ms. Leck picked him up and set him on the
    table. She strapped him to the table and ripped off his pants, shirt,
    and underwear.

    "What are you doing?" John yelled. "Fuck you, you bitch!" he screamed.
    Just as he was going to call her S... she shoved a pacifier in his
    mouth and wrapped it around his head. She wiped his balls, dick, and
    butt. Then she put powder and baby lotion on him, then inserted 3 pills
    in his rectum. She pulled out a 3-times-thick cloth diaper and slid it
    under his butt.

    "Now, John, we don't naughty wittle words here." she said. She undid
    the restraints, picked him up, and sat down and threw him over her lap.
    She took off his diaper and his blindfold. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! she
    went with her hand. She smacked him for 25 minutes. Then she stopped.

    "Now John, will you say those wittle potty words again? If you do I
    will spank you with the belt," she explained. John nodded through the
    waterfalls of tears. Ms. Leck scooped him up and set him in the playpen
    that was 6 feet tall.

    "Now, Johnny, stay in here while I get your nappy time ready." John
    stayed there until his stomach started to churn.

    "Uh, I think I need to make a BM, Ms. Leck," he said.

    "Oh, babies don't talk, and just make your poopie woopy in your didey
    widdey," she cooed as she walked to the crib. John tried to hold it in
    for as long as he could. He let out a huge fart and let out 3 tons of
    poop. It went in between his crotch, on his thighs, all over his penis,
    basically everywhere in his diaper. As Ms. Leck walked over she told
    him to face his butt toward her. She took her hand and made sure the
    poop was all over him. She picked him up and said, "Wow, someone looks
    tired! I got your nappy ready."

    She dropped him on his back in the crib so the poop went all over his
    back.

    "Go sleepy," she said as she handed him a bottle of milk filled with
    extra EX-LAX. John tried to sleep but he couldn't so he laid there in
    the crib for 50 minutes. Ms. Leck picked him up and pretended to be
    surprised that his diaper was filled with shit! She changed his diaper
    and it took her 20 minutes.

    "John, if you make another big poopy like that again I will be forced
    to punish you."

    About 20 minutes later his stomach churned and wow, he pooped 5 times
    as much as the first time.