Debra couldn’t believe the news she heard about her colleague. The woman had been up all night wondering what she was going to do with Little Miss Holly when she got to Daycare that next morning. Put her in the corner? Lock her in a dark closet? Deny her lunch for the rest of the month? Debra paced in her office as the little munchkins started being dropped off by their parents as part of the daily commute.
 
 
Then Debra saw her.
 
 
Holly had come in a half hour late, and unsurprisingly, looked chubbier after her late night meal from the night before. A meal named Erin. Holly had always been a little shithead, pestering the other kids like they were peasants and she, their queen. Debra always managed to keep face, however, hoping that if she acted kind toward the little girl, it’ll be as contagious as the flu, and Holly’ll be kind right back.
 
 
But Debra was wrong.
 
 
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“Holly, can you please come here?” The woman said as sternly as she could without sounding like she wanted to rip the little stinker’s head right off her shoulders. The tot came hobbling over after pulling on some little girl’s french braid, and struggled up onto the chair in front of Miss Debra’s desk.
 
 
“Holly, did you eat Miss Erin last night?”
 
 
The question caused the little tot to fall back in her seat, tumbling toward the floor. She hadn’t expected the interrogation for her crime, but she knew good and well she was too guilty to hide it. “Yes, Miss Debra.”
 
 
Then Holly saw something she’d never seen before. Ms. Debra’s face turned a dark red, and the woman snarled in anger. The teacher got up and closed her office door before locking it tight. Then Miss Debra walked over to her filing cabinet, and opened up the top drawer, the one Holly was too small to reach. To the tot’s amazement, her daycare teacher pulled out what seemed to be a large diaper, just the size for the adult holding it.
 
 
“I’ve tried SO HARD to be nice to you, you little shit. And all you do is keep acting up, each time worse than the last. And what you did to Miss Erin last night was the LAST STRAW, MISSY!” The sudden shouting caused Holly to cry, small tears drenching her chubby cheeks, and soft sobs hiccuping out of her mouth. What was Miss Debra doing? Wasn’t she the nice one?
 
 
Holly got her answer almost instantly when Miss Debra lifted the girl up off the ground, and removed her cute little flower dress, revealing the pee stained diaper she was wearing. The teacher unstrapped the papery garment and placed it into her trash bin. Holly looked at her teacher with scared little eyes. She knew she was a bad girl, but part of her felt she didn’t deserve the cruelty she was receiving from her teacher. Then Miss Debra did the unthinkable. Licking her lips, the teacher shoved Holly’s face into her mouth, coating the now screaming tot’s head with saliva. A swallow, and Holly shrieked as she slid down the slimy. Squishy, yuck tube of Miss Debra’s esophagus. Holly started kicking her legs, hoping to escape, but rather only sped up her descent down the ucky throat. The putrid smell of Miss Debra’s dinner from last night hit the tot’s nose as one last swallow sealed her away in a fleshy prison.
 
 
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Debra quickly disposed of the flower dress before strapping her cottony padding to her rump. The teacher belched loudly as her toddler meal kicked and squirmed inside her cramped stomach. The teacher smiled, looking at the small bulge on her midsection, making her like she was 8 months in pregnancy with triplets. Debra walked out of her office and started playing with the other kids, who all agreed to stay quiet regarding Holly’s sudden disappearance. Many hours of burps and gurgles passed, and soon Debra’s meal was nothing more than a soppy mush of digested meat and bones. All the little one’s went home already, and she received a text from her friend at the fun park saying a certain little girl’s mother was properly disposed of.
 
 
“Well Holly, looks like it’s time for you to evacuate the premises.”
 
 
Debra chuckled to herself about her joke before a small fart left her butthole, followed shortly by a boney turd. Grunting, the teacher continued to shit her little meal into her diaper, the mushy brown feces causing the garment to discolor in the back. Much to Debra’s surprise, Holly’s face appeared on the seat of the diaper, Xs for eyes, and a cartoony tongue sticking out of her mouth.
 
 
“Oh, that’s new. Must be this new brand of diapers I bought.” Debra shrugged as she waddled back to her office, and reached into her filing cabinet for a fresh set of padding and some powder. The teacher quickly went about changing herself, and threw “Holly” away before locking the door of the daycare building.
 
 
“Now she really is a shithead” Was the last thing Debra said before heading home, leaving a smelly, Holly filled diaper in the trash bin to be collected the next day.