First Days of the Young at Heart Cafe
Construction had just finished on a new restaurant in town, and while the interior was still receiving the finishing touches, nearly every window and door was plastered with posters offering employment. Naiumi took notice as she drove home from the grocery, and pulled into the freshly paved parking lot. She stepped out of her car, and hung her purse from her shoulder, gazing at the light blue building before her.
“Young at Heart Café,” she read to herself as her eyes were met with a series of large, pink letters over the entrance. “Kind of bright for a coffee shop, guys.”
The panda shrugged and opened the door with the jerk of an arm. Stepping inside, she cocked an eyebrow at the color scheme of the walls—pastel pink with a matching blue trim. Stencils still hung on the wall where workers had just finished painting on various sizes of hearts and stars. The soft, pleasant scent of baby powder hung in the air, helping to relax her nerves.
A feline woman approached from the rear of the building, wearing a floral sundress, and with a soft smile on her face.
“Good morning,” she purred. “How can I help you?”
Naiumi was forced to snap out of the daze she found herself in as she tried to figure out the nature of the café.
“Oh, hi! I saw your ‘help wanted’ signs and figured I’d try my luck,” the panda responded in as much of a casual manner as possible.
“Oh, is that so? We only have a couple of openings left, so lucky for you; you came at just the right time. However, it might be a bit tricky, since the other girls are almost finished with training, and we open on Monday,” the woman explained as she crossed her arms over her chest. “Tell me, do you have any experience as a waitress?”
“Sort of—I was a barista for a few years in college, but that’s about it.”
“So you’ve gone to college already? Don’t take offense to my saying so, but you look a little bit young to have finished.”
Naiumi grinned as she pawed at one of her pigtails, “It’s the hair, I’m sure. Yes, I just finished a degree in business management, back in the spring, and I’m trying to find a job so I can work through law school.”
“You want to be a lawyer? You’re quite the ambitious one,” responded the woman, her ears perked.
With a sigh, the cat shifted her stance. “We’re not terribly picky when it comes to employees. I’ll be honest, I don’t expect many of the girls to develop a tenure, so I’ll be blunt. Do you know what kind of establishment this is?”
“Honestly, ma’am, I’m not entirely sure. The sign says it’s a café, but in here, it looks like a daycare.”
The cat’s smile grew into a wide grin, “Exactly! We are a specialty café, and will be catering to clients whom enjoy the pleasures of youth. Both our girls, and our clients will experience them.”
She paused and took on a more solemn tone, “I understand if you’re driven away by the idea.”
Naiumi shook her head, “Not at all! Besides, finding work’s pretty rough, so I’ll take what I can get.”
“That’s fantastic!” the woman cried. “Let’s go back to my office, and we can fill out your paperwork. By the way, what was your name? I’m Elly, but the girls call me Miss Elly.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t introduce myself sooner,” the panda said as she followed behind her newfound employer. “I’m Naiumi.”
“It’s quite alright, sweetheart. That’s a beautiful name.”
The pair entered the hallway from which Elly first appeared. The area had a somewhat rustic appearance, with slightly duller lighting and wood-panel walls. They passed several doors on either side of the hall before making a left turn at its end. Following another corridor, they approached a window, which looked into a large, colorful room. Several young women were busy arranging massive plush toys and other accessories.
Naiumi froze and stared in.
Returning to her side, Elly explained, “This is the nursery. A couple of our girls will be working in here, but the focus is to let the clients get in touch with their inner child. I’m sure everyone will have a wonderful time.”
“Y-yeah, it looks great,” Naiumi stammered, her mind spinning.
The duo entered a plain office, and took their respective seats at either side of the desk.
“As I’m sure you’ve guessed by now, the main theme here is youth. Namely, that associated with cubs. Tell me, what’s the first thing you think of, when you think of cubs?”
Naiumi shrugged, “Crying, diapers, bottles…You know.”
“Exactly! Since we want to promote that kind of atmosphere, and we want our girls to look the part. While you’re on the clock, you’ll be expected to be diapered, and you’ll be around a number of random people,” Elly explained.
The panda’s cheeks began to burn, and all she could muster was a timid nod as the woman before her spoke.
“There are three levels of interaction, and each is signified by what your diaper looks like. You can just serve food and look the part in a plain white diaper,” Elly continued, opening one of the drawers in her desk to produce a thick, snow-white diaper and placing it on her desk.
“You could open yourself up for minor contact, like allowing clients to pat your bottom or sitting on their lap if you wore a pink one,” she said, placing a pastel pink diaper next to the white one.
“Or, my personal favorite, you could wear the baby-print diapers and go all out. The customers could check you, change you, or you could baby them,” she placed a slightly thicker diaper on her desk, covered with images of diapered, happy cartoon animals.
Naiumi’s heart raced as she processed everything that was going on.
“Go ahead, sweetie. Pick the diaper you’ll be wearing,” Elly grinned as she sat back in her chair.
The girl stared at the printed padding in front of her. She was used to wearing something quite like it at home. She lifted a shaking hand, and grabbed the pink diaper next to it, causing the garment to crinkle loudly.
“That’s what most of the others picked, but I’m sure you’ll all eventually warm up to the idea of the full experience. Now then, are you looking for part-time or full-time?”
“I’ll take what I can get, but I’d prefer full-time,” Naiumi murmured as she examined the diaper in her hand.
“Starting pay is $10.00 per hour, but you’ll also be taking what tips you make. Four sick days, and two weeks of vacation per year, and we will be supplying your uniform and your changing supplies. Does that sound fair to you?”
Naiumi quietly nodded, enthralled by the padding in front of her.
The woman giggled, “Why don’t you take that into one of the changing rooms and try it on and come back? They’re the doors when you first enter the hall.”
Taken aback by the proposal, Naiumi was speechless. She felt as though her cheeks were on fire from the mix of embarrassment and excitement. With a nod, she headed to one of the changing rooms, and locked the door behind her.
“Is this for real?” she asked herself, climbing up onto the padded table. “There’s no way this isn’t a dream.”
She lifted her skirt, and tugged her panties down her legs, pulling them off completely, and tossing them to the floor. The diaper crinkled as she unfolded it and positioned it under her bottom. With practiced precision, she pulled the padding between her legs and to the best position for the perfect fit, taping one side, and then the other.
Standing, she held her skirt up, examining the diaper from all angles, making sure no trace of the small package within could be detected. Satisfied, she bent and collected the purple panties on the floor, and stuffed them into her purse.
Moments later, the padded panda returned to the office with a noticeable waddle, and with plenty of her diaper showing beneath the hem of her skirt.
“Oh, don’t you just look precious?” Elly cooed. “How’s it feel?”
“I-I like it,” Naiumi murmured, looking at the floor and teetering on her toes.
“Perfect! Now then, just sign the papers on my desk when you’re ready, and we’ll take your measurements for your uniform.”
Naiumi took a seat and set to work skimming through the packet, and signed the acknowledgements for the attendance policy, employee expectations, and compensation guidelines. She could not help but cock an eyebrow at one line in particular, however.
“Only women over 18 may be employed,” she muttered to herself as she read. “Later adjustments to one’s appearance or gender will be addressed accordingly.”
She finished signing the documents and handed them to Elly, who quickly filed them away.
“Good girl,” she chirped. “Now, just stand up and take your skirt and shoes off, please.”
The panda did as she was told, slipping her skirt down her legs, and pulling the suede flats off her feet.
Elly produced a measuring tape from a drawer in her desk, along with a pen and notepad, and began taking measurements of Naiumi’s arms, legs, front, and back. Next, she wrapped the tape around her waist and jotted down the measurements, and repeated the process for the girl’s bust.
“So much for the stereotype of all pandas being chubby, huh?” Elly joked as she returned to her desk.
Naiumi met the comment with a sheepish smile, and sat back down.
“Just one more measurement, dear. Can I see one of your feet?”
The girl lifted a foot up, holding it high enough for Elly to easily measure the length and width.
“All done! It might take a week or two to get your uniform in, but I promise, you’ll look absolutely precious,” Elly said as she put her measuring tape back in her desk. “You made sure the address and phone number is correct on your paperwork, right?”
Naiumi nodded and began pulling up her skirt.
“Alright! Once we get your uniforms in, I will give you a call and let you know when you are starting. Feel free to stop in whenever—you’re welcome to come in and meet the other girls and watch and learn.”
“I might have to,” Naiumi said with a smile, “Especially if I get to see what that nursery’s like!”
Elly smiled, and led her back to the main dining area.
“Do you have any questions for me?” she asked.
“Not really,” Naiumi responded. “I’m still trying to take it all in. It’s like a dream.”
“I assure you, sweetie, this is very real.”
Elly gave the girl a reassuring pat on her bottom, causing the panda to blush once more.
“Just be a good girl and try to stay dry, alright? I’ll talk to you soon.”
Naiumi shivered at the gesture, and could only muster a meager nod in response, before offering a small smile and heading for the door.
The drive home was difficult for Naiumi, as perverted thoughts raced through her mind. She found herself groping the tiny bulge in the front of her diaper as the thought of strangers changing her diapers, or giving her a bottle crossed her mind.
“You naughty little cub,” she whispered to herself. “You’ll get a spanking from Miss Elly if she finds out you have a cock. Maybe the girls will keep you as their padded pet in the nursery, rather than let the guests see you.”
She began to hump her hand, moaning lewdly.
“That’s a good girl, cum for momma~” she cooed. “Then, we’ll get one of our clients to show you what a real cock should look like, and he’ll make you a girl for sure.”
Panting, she gave two hard thrusts, and could feel her seed spill out and soak into the padding around her member.
Regaining her composure as she pulled into her driveway, she grinned.
“That’s much better—a cum-soaked diaper is exactly where you belong.”
The two weeks that followed seemed to drag on forever, as Naiumi eagerly awaited the phone call for her start date. At last, it came, however, and her stomach felt as though it had been tied into knots for the rest of the night, as anxiety took hold.
She awoke the next morning to a dry diaper and the songs of the birds in the tree just outside of her bedroom window. Rubbing her eyes with the back of a balled fist and setting her teddy bear to the side, she turned her head to check the time on her clock. She jerked upright as she saw she had slept in nearly an hour late, and she began to hastily remove her diaper and head for the shower.
Showering and fixing her hair did not take her long on a normal day, and while she allowed herself an extra half hour to get ready, she still found that she was on the verge of running late.
Naiumi raced to the restaurant, and arrived with only a minute to spare. She hurried inside, and to Elly’s office.
“Good morning, Naiumi!” Elly chirped in a singsong voice. “Are you ready to get changed and start training?”
Panting, the panda responded, “Yeah, where’s my stuff?”
Elly thumbed over her shoulder, to a closet door.
“Your uniforms are hanging in there, and the diapers are in the changing rooms. Go ahead and grab an outfit, and go get dressed, then come on back here, and I’ll run you through what’s on your agenda today.”
Naiumi nodded and approached the closet. She selected a pastel pink dress with a wide ribbon around the waist, some ruffled socks, and a pair of shoes designed to look like baby booties, and made her way to the changing rooms with a hustle. She tried the first three doors, but each was locked. The fourth room however, was available, and she darted inside.
Without wasting a second, Naiumi worked her jeans down her legs, followed by her panties. Then, off came her hoodie, followed by the t-shirt underneath. She stepped to the side of the changing table, and began to gather the bottles of lotion and powder, placing them on top of the awaiting mat above. As she reached for a diaper, the door creaked as it swung open.
The panda shrieked as she turned and saw a redheaded husky in the doorway, starting at her semi-naked form. In a panic, she reached for the nearest object to cover herself, and backed up against the table. The dog blinked, still in shock, before a smug grin swept across her face.
Quietly, she stepped into the room, closing and locking the door behind her.
“You must be the new girl, huh? Or, should I say new boy?” she smirked as she glanced at the awaiting dress. “You know only girls are allowed to work here, right?”
Naiumi could feel her cheeks heating up, and tears welling in her eyes.
“I am a girl,” she murmured.
“Really? I just see a sissy with a pathetically small cock! Tell you what, I’m feeling nice. Get up on the table,” the dog commanded.
A tear rolled down Naiumi’s cheek as she climbed into place.
“You’re going to do everything I tell you, understand? If you ever refuse, I’ll tell everyone what you’re packing in your diapers,” said the husky. “First of all, my name’s Ashley, but you’ll either refer to me as Auntie, or Mistress, got it?”
Ashley rummaged around in a series of drawers under the table, and shoved a pacifier into Naiumi’s mouth as she opened her mouth to speak.
“Second, you’re going to wear this,” she sneered as she held a pink cock cage up for Naiumi to see. “You’re not going to breed any of us, you little pervert.”
She reached down, took Naiumi’s member and testicles in her hand, and gave them a firm squeeze before locking the cage in place.
“Now then, you’re going to wear these,” Ashley said as she bent down and retrieved a thick diaper, adorned with balloons and stars with smiling faces, and held it just out of Naiumi’s reach.
“You’ll be wearing these, and you’ll let the customers do whatever they like, understand?”
Naiumi sniffled as another tear rolled down her cheek, and she nodded in compliance.
“That’s a good girl,” Ashley cooed. “As long as you listen to Auntie, you’ll do just fine.”
She hoisted the panda’s ankles into the air, and laid the diaper beneath her bottom, spreading it open. Next, she sprinkled a generous amount of powder into the awaiting diaper, and lowered her down. With ease, the husky spread Naiumi’s legs, and pulled the diaper up and between them, pressing it firmly against her belly. Naiumi propped herself up on her elbows and looked down at the images smiling up at her. Ashley pulled one of the sides of the diaper up, and as far to the center of the front of the garment as she could, and pressed the adhesive on. She did the same for the opposite side, before poking a finger into the leg cuffs and waist of the diaper, running it around their circumference to ensure a proper fit.
“There now, that’s much better,” she grinned as she stepped back to admire her handiwork.
Naiumi sat up and spun to the side before slipping off the changing table and waddling to the awaiting dress, and began to pull the garment on.
“You’ll need this, by the way,” Ashley said, holding out a pacifier clip. “You’ll be keeping your binky on you at all times.
Naiumi nodded and pulled the thing from her mouth with a soft pop, and affixed it to the strap before clipping it to her dress.
“There now, you’re all done,” the dog sighed. “Now hurry up and pick up your stuff and get out. I need to get changed and get back to the nursery.”
Without a word, Naiumi wiped the tears from her eyes and cheeks, and gathered her discarded clothing. She folded each piece carefully, and placed them on a nearby chair before reaching down to slip on her new socks and shoes.
Ashley stood by the door, her arms folded. Naiumi gathered her clothes and shuffled toward the door, looking at the ground. The husky opened the door for her, and gave her a solid pat on the rear as she passed, forcing a cloud of powder to escape the waist and leg holes of her diaper, and causing the embarrassed panda to jump in surprise.
“Better get used to it,” Ashley chuckled as she closed the door and disappeared from view.
Naiumi argued with herself as she headed back to Elly’s office.
“Should I tell Elly about that girl? No, if I did, she would tell Elly about me. Then what, would I get a spanking? Would they have me look and act like a guy? Would I just be fired on the spot? I’ll just have to keep my head down and play along, and get close enough to Elly and the others so they won’t care when they find out.”
She ducked into the office, and Elly looked over the rim of her glasses as she read over a document.
“That took you a while, but it was worth it,” the woman said. “You look downright adorable!”
Elly stood and walked over to Naiumi’s side, circling her to examine her outfit from head to toe.
“Decided to dive right in, huh?” she asked, reaching under the panda’s skirt to gently pat the seat of her diaper. “Good girl, I’m proud of you for giving it a try.”
The cat adjusted the bow in the small of Naiumi’s back and circled around to her front again.
“You should dress like this every day,” she grinned. “The look suits you.”
She paused as she met the girl eye to eye, and saw the shimmering streaks along her cheeks.
“There’s no need to be nervous, honey,” she said as she engulfed the panda in a hug. “The first day is always scary, I know, but I promise you’ll love working here.”
Naiumi hesitated before returning the gesture with a sniffle, fighting back tears once more.
Elly straightened out and offered the girl a warm smile, “Hey now, save some for the customers, alright kiddo?”
The panda’s expression became twisted with confusion.
“I’m just playing,” Elly giggled. “Just trying to lighten your mood, that’s all, sweetheart.”
The girl wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.
“That’s better,” said the woman, grabbing a nametag and clipping it to Naiumi’s dress. “Now then, are you ready to get started?”
Naiumi sniffled and responded with a nervous smile and a nod.
“Fantastic!” Elly beamed as she took Naiumi by the hand and led her toward the front of the building. “You’ll be waiting tables for now. It shouldn’t be too hard. You’ll just have to write down what everyone wants, and the tables are numbered, so the deliveries are easy.”
Naiumi stammered, “But…what about the customers? Won’t they treat me like a cub in this?”
“Of course, sweetheart,” Elly chuckled, “That’s the point! They’ll pat your bottom, bounce you on their knees, coo at you, the works! You’ll love it, I’m sure.”
With her free hand, the panda fidgeted with the front of her diaper as she felt her caged cock pulse against it.
“Now, now, that’s not how good little girls behave. While you’re here, you’re a good little cub, understand?”
“But I–,” Naiumi’s protest was quickly silenced as her pacifier was pushed into her mouth.
“If you need changed, you can either let the customers change you, or you can go to the nursery, alright?”
Naiumi could only groan and nod in agreement.
Elly led the girl to the kitchen, and procured a notepad and pen for her.
“Just try to be bubbly around the customers,” Elly instructed. “Some of the other girls like to call them auntie or uncle or talk in baby talk, but you should take your own spin on things. If you need any help, you know where to find me, and the others should be able to give you a hand, too.”
Naiumi hesitated to walk out to the dining area.
“Err…Is there anything the customers can’t make me do, since I’m wearing this?” she asked, gesturing toward the padding forcing her legs apart.
“Sex acts and anything you’re not comfortable with. Just remember that you want to make them happy, or you won’t get a good tip!”
With a nervous shiver, Naiumi nodded and made her way to the greeter’s station.
A young couple—a vixen and a German Shepherd were the first to enter the café. The dog seemed rather unimpressed with the setting, while his date’s eyes went wide as she saw Naiumi.
“Don’t you just look precious?” the fox gasped. “You look just as adorable as I thought you would!”
Naiumi attempted to greet the pair, but was quickly cut off when her guest engulfed her in a hug, taking the panda off guard.
The dog cleared his throat, “Err…babe? You don’t really need to talk to her like a kid.”
“Oh, right. Sorry, sweetie,” the vixen sighed as she let Naiumi go.
“No, it’s ok,” Naiumi said in a softer, higher voice than her usual tone. “My momma says I shouldn’t talk to strangers, but you’re super nice! You can come in.”
She grabbed a pair of menus, and waddled her way toward an open table.
“Just bear with me, I’m really new here,” she said through a nervous cough.
“That’s alright, honey,” cooed the vixen in response, giving her hostess a gentle pat on the seat of her diaper as she sat down. “As long as you’re a good girl, that’s what matters.”
Naiumi opened the menus and handed them to her guests before preparing her notepad, while the young man mulled over his options, scratching his chin.
“Do you think you can get me a café mocha, sweetheart?” the woman asked, pointing to the item in the menu and showing it to Naiumi.
The panda responded with a sheepish smile and a small nod as she scribbled the order down in her notes.
“Anything for you sir…I mean, daddy?” Naiumi asked, her cheeks heating up.
“I’m alright, thanks.” He answered, before looking up from his menu. “Where’re the bathrooms, anyway?”
Naiumi stuttered, taken a bit off guard with the question, and completely unaware of the answer. Her cheeks burned.
“You can follow me, if you want,” she said, managing to swallow the lump in her throat.
The man looked to his partner and shrugged as he stood from his seat, and followed the waitress into the back hallway. As soon as he found an open door to one of the changing rooms, he nudged her inside. Looking at the changing table, Naiumi froze as images of the man changing her diaper crossed her mind. A click confirmed that he locked the door behind them.
Without delay, her guest began to unzip and unbutton his jeans, allowing them to fall to his ankles before he stepped out completely. A hefty member of at least seven inches in length spilled out, already free of its sheath; the tip glistening with pre-cum.
“Bend over,” he commanded, pointing to the changing table.
“But Daddy, I—“ his hostess attempted to retort before receiving a firm slap across the cheek.
Naiumi knew the man was not about to let her leave, and no amount of tears would sway him—in fact, they were likely to encourage him further.
Doing as she was told, the sobbing girl leaned over the changing table and felt a firm jerk on the back of her diaper, as her guest yanked it down. Almost immediately, she could feel the rigid rod’s tapered tip circling around her backdoor, lubricating the entrance with its warm wetness. Her own miniscule member twitched in its cage in response as her body unconsciously refuted the validity of her whimpers.
The tapered member pierced her entrance with one solid thrust, forcing Naiumi to cry out in pain as her pucker was painfully stretched to accommodate the man’s girth. With calculated movements, he pushed himself deeper before sliding out, allowing her enough time to take a breath, before he forced his way in again. As time pressed on and the onslaught continued, her whimpers of pain turned to moans of pleasure, as her inner walls quivered and clenched, helping her partner reach his climax. With one hard thrust, he forced his knot past her abused sphincter.
A lustful moan escaped her lips as she felt blast after blast of his thick, hot seed shoot deep inside of her.
The two spent the next few moments, held together by her assailant’s swollen member, and drunk off the blissful afterglow of simultaneous orgasms.
Naiumi winced as the tool finally managed to pull free, taking much of its load with it.
“You’ll do nicely,” the man smirked. “Wouldn’t you love to come home with us?”
The full weight of the question failed to sink in for the panda as she pulled her diaper back into place, shivering as more of the dog’s seed spilled out of her abused hole.
As he unlocked the door, her guest turned and knelt to be at eye level.
“Now, you be a good girl and clean up daddy’s mess before you grab Sarah’s drink, understand?” he asked in a nearly mockingly paternal tone. “Take your time—we have a few things to take care of while we wait, anyway.”
The girl could only duck her head and nod in response as she mopped up the small puddle of his cum from the floor with a baby wipe. Images began to fill her head, of being forced to lick his spooge up, causing her tiny tool to twitch against its cage.
Elly was waiting in the hallway as Naiumi left the room.
“I was just talking to your customers,” she chirped, “and they absolutely adore you! They asked about you doing something special for the girl though…Think you’re up for it?”
“I…guess I could,” Naiumi stammered with a questioning tone. “What does she want?”
“No need to be shy, sweetheart. She just wants to spend a little time with you in the nursery—feed you a bottle, change you if you need it, you know.”
An image of the woman holding her in her lap while she nursed from a bottle crossed the girl’s mind, causing her to blush and quietly nod.
“Good girl,” Elly praised. “Go get settled in, and I’ll let her know.”
“I’ve got a coffee order for her, though,” Naiumi noted.
“Oh, don’t worry about that dear,” Elly smiled, “I’ll make sure she gets it, and I’ll send her in once she’s done.”
Naiumi gave Elly her notes and turned to head for the nursery, a gentle pat on her bottom serving as the only goodbye from her superior.
With an anxious sigh, Naiumi made her way to the nursery and reluctantly entered. Despite the small group of diapered adults playing in a nearby corner, the atmosphere was fairly calm.
“Well if it isn’t Princess Puddle Panda,” came a familiar voice that caused the girl to duck her head in dread.
Ashley approached with an uncharacteristically friendly smile, and without warning, reached down to lightly press on the front of Naiumi’s diaper.
“Nope, still dry,” the husky chirped. “Come find me if you need anything, alright?”
Taken aback by the drastic shift in disposition, Naiumi could only blink in response; her daze allowing Ashley to fill the girl’s maw with her pacifier before heading back to an empty chair on the far side of the room.
A light pat on her rear took Naiumi out of her stupor, and she wheeled about to meet her guest, who took her by the hand and led to her a sizable armchair in the back of the room. With a gentle tug on the wrist, the vixen pulled the waitress into her lap as she settled into the seat.
“Just relax, baby,” Sarah whispered as she wrapped her arms around Naiumi’s shoulders and began rocking slowly. “I was just hoping to cuddle with you for a little bit. You’re a sweet little doll baby, after all, and I hope it’s alright with you.”
Naiumi nodded, sucking contentedly on her pacifier and letting the warmth of the young woman’s embrace remove the anxiety that had overwhelmed her. The hug made her feel secure, despite her tormentor being a few mere feet away.
“Uh oh, did someone have an accident?” came another maternal voice.
Naiumi glanced over her shoulder to see another waitress—a blue-furred snow leopard—handing out bottles to the charges on the opposite side of the room. One of the ‘children’ nodded sheepishly and pushed herself off the floor to follow the woman toward the awaiting changing tables.
“Let’s go get you cleaned up, Emma. We’ll have you dry in no time,” the waitress said softly as she led the girl toward the back of the room.
“You ordered a bottle too, correct?” the leopard asked Sarah, handing her the last bottle from her tray and offering a gentle smile to Naiumi.
The waitress placed her tray on a nearby shelf, and took the young woman accompanying her by the wrist, prompting a timid mewl to escape the savannah cat’s lips.
Naiumi’s eyes remained fixed on the pair of felines, as her coworker hoisted the young woman onto a changing table and pulled up her dress before she sat to work unfastening her diaper. She blushed as the diaper was pulled away and the girl’s ankles were lifted into the air to make way for a fresh diaper, which was expertly unfolded and positioned beneath her bottom.
“Don’t worry dear,” Sarah murmured as she caressed the panda’s cheek with the back of a finger. “You’ll get your turn, I promise.”
Embarrassed, Naiumi returned her attention to the fox holding her and moved to protest, but the pacifier was swiftly pulled from her mouth, only to be immediately replaced with the nipple of the bottle. As she began to suckle, Sarah gently stroked her hair, continuing to rock her.
“Drink it all, sweetheart, and don’t be afraid to use your diaper,” Sarah said, smiling down at her.
Naiumi smiled around the large teat and nodded, wriggling into a more comfortable position before she paused to focus. Seconds later, a faint hiss emanated from her loins as she contentedly gulped down the contents of the bottle. The panda squirmed in place as she felt the warmth spread and the diaper swell between her legs. Sarah grinned and let Naiumi take control of her bottle, reaching her freed hand down to sensually stroke the panda’s soaked diaper. Her ears perked as she felt the rigid form of the chastity cage through the swelling padding, her grin growing all the while.
“Poor baby,” cooed the vixen as she continued to rub the warm mass. “You really had to go, huh?”
Naiumi looked away in shame, as visions of the woman joining Ashley in tormenting her for her anatomy, filled her mind. A gentle tug from a finger under her chin, and a light kiss on the forehead replaced her thoughts of humiliation with her personal fantasies of being raised again, as a little girl.
“There’s no need to be embarrassed honey,” Sarah whispered, sounding ever more maternal. “I don’t care what’s in your diaper, I think you’re precious.”
The panda swallowed hard as tears quickly filled her eyes. Another kiss on the forehead settled Naiumi’s nerves, and she wiped away her tears with the back of her hand.
Sarah continued to rock the girl for several minutes, humming softly as the waitress downed her bottle, her eyelids growing heavy. Even after the bottle was empty, Naiumi continued to suckle, nuzzling against Sarah’s breast, until she fell asleep.
Ashley approached the pair with a bright smile.
“Is there anything I can help you with, ma’am?”
Sarah stroked Naiumi’s hair and smiled up at the husky, “I think she’s about ready to go, and she could definitely stand a change.”
Ashley snickered as she gave the front of Naiumi’s diaper a small pat.
“Looks like a certain puppy could stand a change herself,” Sarah smirked, noting the husky’s own sagging diaper, causing the girl to splay her ears in embarrassment.
“Err…L-let me go get Miss Elly to help you,” the dog stammered and rushed for the door.
Moments later, she returned, accompanied by her employer, and toting a massive, pink diaper bag, adorned with a cartoon panda embellishment on the main flap, and pushing an empty, matching stroller.
“Well Miss Thompson,” Elly began as she approached the fox and lifted the unconscious panda out of her lap with little effort. “I trust you’ve made a decision? I hope she was everything you were expecting.”
Sarah followed the woman to the changing table.
“And more,” she noted happily.
“Justin was just in my office a short while ago and made the arrangements, and he said he’ll have your car in the back,” Explained the cat as she lifted the skirt of Naiumi’s dress out of the way and began removing the tapes of her diaper. “If she’s ever any trouble or if you change your mind, just give me a call, and we’ll take care of her for you. I’m sure Ashley here wouldn’t mind having a little playmate from time to time.”
Elly’s ears perked as she pulled the diaper open to reveal the pink plastic cage surrounding the girl’s pathetic package.
“Oh? What’s this? I thought she was a proper little girl,” Elly explained, fairly surprised. “If you like, I can have that taken care of, for you.”
“Err…I’m sorry, Miss Elly,” Ashley piped up as she pulled a floral-print diaper from the bag hanging from her shoulder and handed it to her employer. “I should’ve told you earlier…She felt uncomfortable and asked me to help her change earlier, but I didn’t want to get her into trouble.”
“Sweetheart, you should never keep a secret from mommy if it’s important, but I’m proud of you for respecting her privacy.”
Ashley’s tail began to wag from the praise.
“She wouldn’t have been in any trouble—she’s just as much of a little girl as you are.”
The comment made the dog blush.
“She’s just special in her own way, that’s all.”
The cat took the new diaper, and slid it into position under Naiumi’s rear end, and began wiping the girl down, paying extra attention to her genitals.
“Now then, Miss Thompson, you see how I’m getting into all the folds here?” Elly asked as she propped the panda’s legs up with one arm and grabbed a fresh wipe with her free hand. “If you keep her caged, you’ll need to make sure you clean her well so she doesn’t get a rash, but like I said, just let me know if you’d like someone to take care of it.”
“I’ll talk it over with Justin and see what he’d prefer. I don’t think he’d mind either way,” Sarah giggled as the cage began to bob while Elly worked. “Do you know where she keeps the key?”
Elly shook her head, “I don’t, but maybe she can tell you when she wakes up.”
“If she can’t, I don’t think it’ll matter,” Sarah giggled. “She’s too little to need out of it, anyway.”
Ashley snickered as she quietly slipped the key into Naiumi’s diaper bag.
“What’s that, dear?” Elly called over her shoulder while she sprinkled a generous amount of powder into the open diaper while Sarah held Naiumi’s legs in the air. “Does my little puppy want to be kept in chastity, too?”
Ashley splayed her ears and fell silent, prompting a giggle from the snow leopard, who approached the other changing table with a fresh package of diapers.
“Faleolan, please be a dear and change my puppy’s diaper,” requested their employer as she grinned at the pair. “That is, if Miss Thompson wouldn’t like to do the honors.”
The cat grinned as she turned her attention to the woman at her side.
“I think I’ll be alright,” Sarah chuckled. “I don’t want to embarrass her too much…But I can finish up my little princess!”
Elly smiled and took a step away, making room for the vixen who excitedly took hold of the open diaper, folded it over the panda’s groin, and taped it snuggly in place.
Faleolan took hold of Ashley’s hand and pulled her toward the awaiting changing table before removing the bag from her shoulder, causing the husky to whimper to herself. Sarah could not resist the temptation to reach out and give the dog a gentle pat on her bottom.
“I’ll be right back with the rest of your things,” Elly chimed.
With the cat gone and Naiumi’s change finished, Sarah buckled the panda down on the table, and joined the leopard in hoisting Ashley onto her own changing table. The pair made quick work of wiping the girl down, powdering her up, and fastening a fresh diaper in place before Elly returned with a small, purple tote bag in hand.
“Alright,” the cat sighed as the women helped Ashley back onto her feet. “I wrote some directions for you—you’ll want to give your baby her medicine every night at bedtime, and let her listen to the CDs I have in here, while she’s asleep…Just keep it up for two or three weeks, and repeat it whenever she starts to act up. It’ll take a little bit of time, but she’ll embrace it after a while.”
She produced a pair of padded mittens and matching booties from the bag.
“She might be a little…fussy when she first wakes up, so you should keep these on her until she starts taking to the program,” she explained with a mildly sadistic grin as she put them on the unconscious waitress. “Of course, she may get a little fussy, so be sure to give her plenty of love and attention. Knowing she is loved and cared for will help her accept her new position much faster.”
“How should she get her medicine if she’s fussy?” Sarah asked as she loaded the diaper bag into the awaiting stroller.
“You could do what I did, and just crush the pills and slip them into her bottle, ma’am,” Faleolan piped up.
“Enemas work, too,” Ashley added.
“Shall we load her up, then?” Elly asked, slipping Naiumi’s pacifier back into her mouth and unbuckling her restraints.
The two waitresses worked together to pull the sleeping girl off of the table and position her in the stroller, strapping her in and nestling a large teddy bear in her lap.
With her new ‘daughter’ ready, Sarah took hold of the stroller and wheeled it out of the nursery and to the awaiting van outside. Justin helped transfer the girl into an oversized car seat, and packed the stroller and bag away while the vixen buckled her in as Naiumi began to stir.
The girl cracked her eyes open to see the familiar maternal woman at work.
“Mornin’ momma,” she murmured groggily around her pacifier, hugging the teddy bear as it was returned to her lap.
“Shhh,” Sarah hushed while she closed the final buckle. “Go back to sleep, baby. We have a long trip home.”
She kissed Naiumi gently on the forehead, prompting a lazy nod of compliance from the panda, who nuzzled the side of her seat and quickly lost consciousness, smiling blissfully as images of a second youth crossed her mind.
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