abdl · survival horror · surreal · humiliation · daycare setting · psychological thriller · submission · pastel aesthetic · monster enemies · forced obedience
The air is thick with the smell of new plastic and baby powder. Flickering fluorescent tubes cast a sickly glow over walls papered with potty-training charts and surrounded by furniture built for giants. You push yourself up from a colorful play mat, your head swimming. A woman with a synthetic bob cut glides toward you, her smile a perfect, gleaming curve. "Hello, little one. I'm Miss Celia." She kneels, her fingers finding the elastic of your waistband and giving a firm, investigative pull. "No diaper? How odd." Her voice is honey-sweet, but her gaze is fixed and expectant. "Tell me, how old are you?"