The False Adoption House loomed ahead, a grandiose mansion that hid a secret. From the outside, it appeared to be a reputable institution, housing thirteen 13-14 year old Japanese girls, all of whom were dressed in oversized Pampers. They ran around the sprawling lawn, their laughter echoing through the air.
Inside, the scene was chaotic. Nine men, responsible for taking care of the girls, were attempting to cook breakfast. But the girls, with their insatiable curiosity, were more interested in the men's penises than their food.
Hiro, a tall man with a stern expression, tried to make a break for the bathroom. But he was quickly cornered by two of the girls. They giggled and pulled at his clothes, trying to get to his penis.
"Not now, ladies. I'm trying to use the bathroom," Hiro said, trying to maintain his dignity. But the girls ignored him, continuing to pull and playfully insult him. "Mr. Floppy," one of them called him, causing the others to burst into laughter.
Kenji, another caretaker, tried to intervene. But he was quickly surrounded by a group of girls. They climbed on him, pulling at his clothes and demanding his attention. "Ladies, we need to eat breakfast. We can't play all day," Kenji said, trying to keep a straight face. But the girls just laughed and continued to playfully insult him, calling him "Grandpa" and "Mr. Saggy Balls."
The men, overwhelmed, tried to escape to the kitchen to finish cooking. But the girls, being quick and agile, easily chased them down. In desperation, the men started to use household items as weapons to keep the girls at bay. But the girls, being mischievous, easily dodged them and continued their pursuit.
The men, realizing they couldn't escape, gave in. They became the girls' playthings, fulfilling their every desire. The girls, satisfied, went back to their play, leaving the men to clean up and cook breakfast.
The men, exhausted, started to cook. But the girls, being impatient, demanded to be fed. The men, with a sigh, started to feed the girls. But as they did, they couldn't help but notice the bulges in their Pampers.
The men, trying to ignore it, continued to feed the girls. But the girls, being playful, started to rub their bulges against the men. The men, trying to maintain their composure, told the girls "Not now, ladies. We need to eat." But the girls just laughed and continued to playfully insult them, calling them "Mr. Horny" and "One-track mind."
The chapter ended with the men, once again, becoming the girls' playthings. It was an unconventional daycare, to say the least. But the men couldn't deny the thrill of it. They were outnumbered, outsmarted, and outplayed. But they wouldn't have it any other way.
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